The Avengers rescue a werewolf from Hydra. Can she warm the Winter Soldier's heart?

THIS IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCES! IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM STOP READING! You have been warned. Thanks.

It's 1930, and a serial killer in your hometown is on the loose. Which fills you- a sweet, hardworking waitress, with terror. But not to worry, your good friend Alastor is there to comfort and protect you! Ironic though, he's the one you should be fearing. (I killed cringe culture. Alastor fancies you, but he's asexual. You're both alive in this, Mimzy is here too! Also, possible mentions of gore, definite mentions of murder, and slightly creepy themes. Alastor isn't aware he's being a creep though.)

One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one quiet evening, she thought, as she watched the clown peacefully sleep next to her; "...Maybe I don't want him to leave...", she whispered lovingly as her slender fingers played with the clown's long, black hair... ________________________________________________ {I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK, CREDIT GOES TO SNUFFBOMB}

When (y/n) is introduced to Dr. Hannibal Lecter. She unravels an emotional side to Hannibal no one has seen before. He grows very close to her. Some might even say obsessively. What happens when (y/n) discovers a darker side to Hannibal? What happens when Hannibal's infatuation with (y/n) crosses a line?

Just some scenarios with the spooky boys. Reader can be any gender. Requests are welcome. All characters in this story (including the reader) are 18 or older. I do not own any of these characters. Jeff the Killer belongs to sesseur, Ben Drowned belongs to Jadusable, Eyeless Jack belongs to Azelf5000, Masky and Hoodie belong to the creators of Marble Hornets, Troy Wagner and Joseph DeLage. Homicidal Liu belongs to Vampirenote13. The Bloody Painter belongs to DeluCat. Hobo Heart belongs to Chris Oz Fulton.

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/

Are you in love with a lot of your favorite Creepypasta characters and wonder what you love life would be like if you dated him well this story will help you.

Y/n is an orphan, you find yourself in abusive Foster homes, running away yet always getting caught, you have no one left. No one to trust until..

HIATUS Plz don't read it "You know for some reason I just can't quite place, I just don't believe a word that comes out of that mouth Alastor." He suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to vanish from sight. Somehow hearing his name roll off your lips made his stomach sink in a way that he did not hate. Ignoring his confusing, and must he say downright vile, desires he responded with his suave demeanor, "Darling trust me when I say I am a man of my word." * * Life on the run was not easy for Y/n yet it was all that she had known until the fateful day in which the devil lent her a hand. With the guidance of Lucifer himself she had grown to become one of the most influential overlords in the nine circles and despite her reputation there is still in air mystery as to who she is and how she got her position. Luckily one nosy Radio demon shall make it his personal mission to answer these questions . . . or Alastor gets more than what he bargained for. (Slow SLOW burn) (COME AND GET IT ALAST-WHORES) (A work in progress that will change as I edit old chapters and create new chapters, this is a writing outlet to help me get better at writing) (I started this in middle school so plz do not expect quality cuz this is actually atrocious) Enjoy~