Darkfic Stories

Dorothea "Thea" Rogers-Barnes learned early how to hold herself together. In a war that takes everything-her husband, her brother, her future-she survives by staying calm, staying quiet, staying in control. But some things don't disappear just because you refuse to let them show. As the world moves on and shadows begin to take interest, Thea learns that restraint has a cost-and that the past has a way of returning when you least expect it. Till death parts us is a story about love, loss, control, and what happens when the woman who never breaks finally does.

sorry for the rushed cover lol TW: stuff about death, self-harm, detached skin, etc. Started 01.12.26 Ended N/A ----- Orange Juice and Paper loved sitting under that cottonwood tree, they would always sit under it when they had free time. But one day, their beloved tree would fall down, killing Orange Juice in the process. Would Paper be able to go on without him, or would depression get the best of him. ----- The mind boggles -Noel Gallagher. July 22, 2000. Wembley

Algunas alianzas no nacen por elección, sino por necesidad. En los silencios del mundo ninja, donde las órdenes se diluyen y la moral se quiebra, tres sombras aprenden a caminar juntas. No buscan gloria. No esperan reconocimiento. Solo sobreviven en el espacio donde hacer lo correcto ya no es una opción. Cada misión deja marcas. Cada decisión cobra algo a cambio. El mundo los nombra Shadow, sin saber que las sombras también sangran... y que incluso ellas pueden desaparecer. Porque hay finales que no llegan con despedidas, solo con la certeza de que nada volverá a ser igual.

Omegaverse was just fiction. Until it wasn't. Ezra was a normal man living a normal life. Then he woke up in a lab-naked, confused, and no longer Beta. Dr. Adler Graves, a disgraced geneticist, has made him the first successful human Omega. Not born, but made. His scent changed. His hormones manipulated. His body... altered. The worst part? He's starting to feel things-heat, instinct, the unbearable pull toward an Alpha guard who's supposed to keep him locked down. He'll escape. He has to. Unless the instincts take over first. 🧬 Sci-Fi x Omegaverse 🩸 Forced transformation 🧠 Psychological struggle 🔥 Slow-burn Alpha x Omega tension Welcome to Project Ω. Survival isn't just physical-it's chemical.

"I warned you.. She'll only gain more power the longer she stays.. If I were you, I'd run.." Research is everything to Pillow, its what she lives by for crying out loud! 'Whats a lil harm in one experiment..?' This is my first "Darkfic/Horrorfic" written, this is heavily inspired off of huge hits like Project dream maker, Exp21, room 34, The Perfect Subjects, R E D, and many other dark/lab fictions Please understand there's gonna be so many spelling errors and times where I forget a word exists and plenty of topics that may be sensitive for viewers. If this gets put as mature I'ma question reality :DDD All art made by me unless said otherwise :D

What happens when two sheild aggents become obssessed with each other, how far will they go to get each other. ! I do not own any charecters except Lani !

Patrick Stump was happy and innocent, a kind hearted soul before the events of the Young Blood Chronicles, a cruel side of him came out when he was possessed, and when he was finally taken away from the horror of the silence, he thought he was done. But he always had a taste for revenge on what had happened. And now he has come back for a huge dose of payback. Even if he seems like he's going it savagely, they treated him savagely, so he's going to return the favor. Can he win? Or will his demise be met at the hands of the same people that cared about him? [Inspired by the rock album Savages by Theory of a Deadman. Every chapter title is the track names. The song fits the feel of the chapter and it has the same beat.]

- Basketball tried to convince Robot Flower that she didnt need to be like the original Flower. Robot Flower didnt like that, and found a way to force everyone to think of her as Flower. After all, she thinks she will never be shutting down. Ever. ⚠️ TW : G0R3, VIOLENCE, this is a darkfic after all- ⚠️INSPIRED BY HELLIUM DEFLATES⚠️

After the war, Harry Potter survives-but he doesn't recover. Haunted by the ghosts of everyone he couldn't save, drowning in survivor's guilt, and rejected by a world eager to move on, he begins to descend into a silent and isolating madness. At first, the voice in his head feels like his own thoughts turned cruel, but it slowly grows louder, more distinct... more seductive. This one-shot chronicles Harry's psychological deterioration as the lingering remnants of Lord Voldemort take root in his mind. The voice becomes his only solace, distorting his memories, rewriting his pain, until it offers him one final, dark refuge. In a story of manipulation, trauma, and surrender, Harry finds peace not in healing-but in complete surrender to the darkness that once tried to destroy him. This is not a love story. This is a tragedy disguised as comfort. This is where Harry stops being the Boy Who Lived.

She wrote letters to herself-soft, aching words no one was meant to read. In every page, she asks why? why she isn't anyone's favorite? why she feels unseen? and why the silence hurts more than anything. Twenty letters. One girl. A voice fading in the quiet-hoping someone, somewhere, will finally listen.

What if Sabrina was rased by Lilith. What if she didn't have her ants, what would Sabrina do.

Excerpt: "Oh my God, Harry!" I gasp when I see him at the door, struggling to lock it. " Nothing, fuck! Just help me" he says grimacing. It's not a grimace of despise, it's ...pain? " Oh, shit!" I mumble when I finally see his face. Bruises all over his face, blood dripping from his nose. He's shocked by my outburst, but he doesn't tease me about it this time. Seems like he's in real pain. I help him to climb on my bed and decide to clean his face. I look at him one last time before rushing into my bathroom. When I first met him I couldn't imagine this scenario. Little did I know that the boy counting stars isn't a boy, but a dangerous man and an asshole...a really annoying one.

The snake has been used in multiple tales and myths to portray negative and malice figures. Snakes are also considered venomous killers and evil enemies of the human being. But, what if you dream about them? Can a snake predict something absolutely terrifying and gruesome or be the key to a life that no one could ever even think of?

Akia, a girl who was dropped off at an orphanage with no known last name, only to run away, she raised her self through death and others pain, committing assassinations for the sake of money, always alone. Shizuku Kihoko, a boy who was raised normally, with a supposedly normal family, until a dark secret is uncovered about his father by a fateful encounter with a young assassin. Can Akia keep a secret of what really happened that day from the boy who found himself travailing with her? Or will all the secrets and her past catch up with both of them what will happen to their relationship along the way. What will happen to ideals of etch-other when a male Assassin, with a cocky attitude from Akia's past appears with information, and an eye for the girl, shows up in the picture. read to fiend out;) (a/n) so this is my first story on watt pad. I'm really not a good on computer's (or at righting tbh) , also I fail at spelling. So there's going to be A LOT of miss placed thing's. If u could point them out I would be beyond happy, also, apologies for the description; I know I suck at them. Thx! (disclaimer!!! All characters and plot are mine. The photos and music in the beginning are not mine)

Bernard keeps Santa's workshop working, yet doesn't socialize much with any of the other elves, choosing instead to keep to himself. In contrast, Mindy is a social butterfly, concerned with social status within the elf community. She brags about her parents status as toy maker elves, yet ignores the existence of her older brother. To her, he's an embarrassment due to not being a toy maker elf and she can't think of any other job at Santa's workshop which is as important as making toys. Disclaimer - I don't own 'Santa Clause' or '48 Christmas Wishes'. The idea for this story sprung into my head after watching the second movie on Netflix. This particular crossover goes AU after the first 'Santa Clause' series, but is almost completely AU regarding the second movie. The elements from the second movie which change up the canon for 'Santa Clause' is that I'm bringing over the concept of adult elves, but also the characters. For those who've not seen the second movie, the plot involves a newbie elf named Mindy who finds herself stuck in the mail room with her friends Sammy and Cam despite her strength at elf school being in making toys. She pretty much brags about how her parents were toy makers, and she shouldn't be there. She causes a mishap with her friends because she doesn't take her job seriously, so they end up needing to save Christmas. That's pretty much what readers need to know, that, and a few other small bits I'll bring up later. That, and there will be some twists.

(a cabby antagonist darkfic. inspired by paint cans and thinking skills, also slightly inspired by the song "donut hole") finally, it's all over. Inanimate insanity invitational has finally come to an end. everybody is happy and celebrating... all except for cabby. cabby's mental health has been rapidly declining, worse than it was before the show. she attempts to take her own life, and things only go downhill from that point. (characters do not belong to me, they belong to AnimationEpic) --- made 23 December 2023 --- RANKING MILESTONES 20/01/2024, ranked No. 1 in #inanimateinsanityinvintational

where a homemaker and a writer are the prime suspects and the only witnesses in a double murder case, and it's up to Kim Namjoon to uncover the elusive truth. can you find the killer? mystery/thriller. all rights reserved | © taesticless7 2021

Molly sat slightly apart, huddled into the back of her chair. Her fingers, gripping the stem of her glass, had gone white. She cast brief glances at her husband, a mixture of anxiety and an attempt to understand. She knew what lay behind that smile - beneath the thin veneer of politeness, a beast was baring its teeth.

an au i made out of pure boredom with no plot in my head- im just improvising :( its also my first uh posted thingy