1. Which only hollow voices sing by sazzafraz (Explicit) Jackson dies again and stays dead. [Lydia/Scott] Content warnings: violence
2. 2. Crown and Comfort series by narceus (T) Alternate Universe fantasy, Lydia is a Queen and Scott is her trophy King, a marriage of convenience. [Scott/Lydia] Content warnings: references to mental violations, graphic torture/murder
3. 3. In Thunder, Lightning, or in Rain by callunavulgari (M) “‘When shall we meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in rain?’” she asks. You smile. “‘When the hurlyburly’s done, when the battle’s lost and won.’” “‘That will be ere the set of sun,’” Erica finishes, huffing. “Congratulations, you can both quote Macbeth, now will you let me get to sleep?” [Allison/Lydia/Erica]
4. 4. there’ll be no comfort in the shade by magneticwave (M, OUAT Crossover) When you start a story with “once upon a time,” you are usually precluding the possibility of someone collapsing in the middle of Beacon Hills Mall and waking up afterwards with thirty-five years’ worth of memories of being a different person crowding their head. [Boyd/Lydia] Lancelot/Guinevere
5. 5. The Serpent Beguiled Me (and I did eat) by AvaRosier (Explicit, AU) “This is what I have ascertained thus far: you have been visiting the elder Mr Hale since August. I want you to understand that men like Peter Hale, they are wolves in the night, looking to take advantage of innocent young women like you…” [Chris/Lydia] Content warnings: Dubious consent Tropefic info: a play on Little Red Riding Hood tale
6. 6. (Captured) For Reasons Unknown by SordidCrayons (Explicit, AU) In which Peter doesn’t understand why Lydia is here, with him, and she doesn’t care to inform him that it was her plan all along. (Hades/Persephone) [Peter/Lydia]
7. 7. http://captainkoirk.tumblr.com/post/
what are the rules for flirting after you skin your lady love’s greatest enemy someone please help allison out
"I was ruined by a king like you once. I replaced his queen. An old woman. And in time I too would have been replaced. Men use women. They ruin us and when they are finished with us they toss us to the dogs like scraps."
She buries the knife in her king’s gut, twisting it harshly. Lydia thinks of how she did the same to her old husband, Peter, not so long ago, and yet, an eternity away. Not this time.