Lookingforsomeoneto-foliadeux - Rey Would Like Her Decorum Back

DARK YAOI

HEDWIG221B HALLOWEEN FIC REC

🎃 In the spirit of Halloween I decided to rec some of my fics that have a certain ~vibe~, dark themes and spooky things. Witches, bones, blood and certain dark ancient spirits, stalkers and castles, and, of course, obsessive and unhinged sterek love 🫀 Let's get into the mood and bite, biTE, BITE-

your fangs against my skin (the sound of your bones) [E, 21,7k]

This was it, then, huh? It was that easy for Derek to invite someone to his den. Someone other than Stiles.

He healed the wolf. Stiles killed his tormentor, mended his blood and bones, and let him sleep beside him. But none of it was enough.

He wasn’t a spark, after all, but a witch — evil and alone, locked up in his tower.

Witches didn’t get happy endings.

Crimson [E, 6k]

Stiles stared at Derek without breathing.

At the tiny droplets of crimson hidden in his beard, at his gentle but intense eyes, at his mouth smeared with blood. He felt the taste of it on his tongue.

Derek held his promise.

He would always hold it. There was nothing Stiles could do or say to stop him. This was it. Stiles married him, mated with him for the rest of his life. Derek killed and he would undoubtedly kill again.

Full and Void [E, 23,2k]

Stiles could be meek, sure. In Derek’s arms, softened under the touch, pinned under his weight. He allowed himself to relax only in Derek’s sole presence.

Stiles could also look meek. Small, scared. Let the enemies think he was hiding in his mate’s shadow. After all, no one would stop to think that the shadow could ever be dangerous.

Torn Apart and Set Anew [M, 18,6]

“Someone’s here,” Stiles whispered, feeling weirdly numb.

The metal latch clicked. With ice filling his lungs and his fingers shaking terribly, Stiles swiveled his head in the direction of a window and froze for a beat of a second.

There was a face behind the glass.

Forgettable and plain, but at the same time familiar face.

Eros Mania Amor [M, 23,8k]

“I am just reminding you that Stiles is married. To me. All you can do is imagine, and I get to do all of those things you’re dreaming of to him. Yes, I know. I know everything you and others think,” Hale opened his eyes and leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. His smile was despicable in its selfishness. “I know what you dream of when you look at his lips—”

“Stop it.” Jordan shook his head.

“— because I am the same as you,” the wolf ignored him. “I imagined everything you did, it’s just happened that my dream became the life that I get to live. He is here,” he tapped his own temple, “and here,” he tapped his chest. “And you would have to kill me to get us separated.”

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what does a man know about being a woman? Just the glimpses he caught when we weren't feeling in danger around him.

bigotry would be "I don't like you so you are inferior to me" where as criticism is "I don't like your rules on life and I'm going to say it"

i hate how frowned upon it is to criticize religion when it harms women. it’s genuinely so fucking annoying. “you’re being a bigot” how? how is it bigoted to say it makes no sense that a muslim man can marry outside the religion but women can’t? how is it bigoted to say that women are not extensions of men and it’s ridiculous to portray them as such? how is it bigoted to literally just be honest about how ridiculous these religions are? my goodness, get your head out your ass

Basically what's happening, right?

on my "crowley is such a loser failboy when it comes to aziraphale" shit once again

first of all we gotta acknowledge the fact it was so so incredibly brave of my boy crowley to voice words like "us", "our" and "we". can you imagine a demon that had fallen even before time had begun pledges indirect royalty to you almost forever, after the worlds you both have known perishes and because you are aziraphale you freak out and reject him in an unsalvageable way ✨

something in fleabag about the names. we see the most intimate, uncomfortable, raw moments in these people's lives and yet half of the main characters don't have names. we call the main character fleabag because not one character throughout the entire series ever addresses her by name. we call her fleabag. no one's asked her a question in forty-five minutes. they make jabs about her need to be the center of attention. they never say her name. we call her fleabag.

reread tsoa and can't stop thinking about the fact they knew of achilles and patroclus.Everyone knew it, they must have seen: achilles falling to his knees in the middle of the agora cause patroclus has too much blood on his tunic from a rough day at medic, patroclus becoming the first soldier ever to return from battles without even a stracth bcz his feral dog can't stop doing laps around him, the way achilles doesn't attend any council meetings without him and doesn't make a single decision without eye contact with his philtatos, patroclus small talking with the camp and Achilles "I can't function without patroclus" pelides sulking,the fact that when patroclus ask someone if they slept well the other party can't do the same because everyone heard them last night.

"that side of fandom is a dark place idfk what goes on down there" about a subgroup of fans that have *one* different headcanon about my favourite character