Steve x Child! Reader Little NightmaresSteve x Child! Reader Little Nightmares by Emma-Snow
Steve x Child! Reader Little Nightmares
Everything was black.
(Name) cried out in terror, petrified of her surroundings. Or lack thereof.
Everything was cold and dark and empty. Not a single person was with her. Not even her--
“DADDY!!” She gasped, running around the void as panic began to settle into her soul.
“Daddy, where are you?!” (Name) screamed, tears running down her cheeks. Sobs escaped her mouth, and she dropped, laying on the blackness in utter defeat.
“D-Daddy…please…” She whimpered, the void opening up beneath her.
And then she was falling.
(Name) awoke with a sharp gasp, fresh, hot tears racing from her eyes as she shook. Her whole body heaved as she attempted to breathe properly, images from her nightmare still etched into her mind.
“D-Daddy…” She whispered, and with stifled sobs she worked her way out of bed to the thankfully solid floor. If anyone could make her feel better, it was her Dadd
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
- William Shaespeare