Lorna

A/N: Request from anon. I received this prompt during Christmas season and decided to keep it. I had so much fun writing it, so… enjoy, my lovelies! ;-)

Words: 3406 Warnings: shameless smut

Best of friends [NSFW]

Just say it

Bad girls taste best [NSFW] 🎅

I am your king [NSFW]

A job for engineer [NSFW]

Soulmate

Dance with me

Prophecy

Please? [NSFW]

Collar and leash [NSFW]

Candy floss me

King and queen [NSFW]

What did I marry into? 

Temple (x Thor) [NSFW]

Dangerous game

We will see each other again

Heat [NSFW]

Praise [NSFW]

Dance with the devil in the pale moonlight [NSFW]

Memories [NSFW]

Bloody roses

After heat [NSFW] (sequel to Heat)

Phantom  👻

Trick or treat  👻

Love actually [NSFW]  🎅

Good girl [NSFW]   🎅

Italian nights (finished)

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#2 [NSFW]

Obliviate (finished)

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#5 [NSFW]

Desires (finished)

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A/N: I said I would do it… and now I’ve done it! ;-) Here’s my first Jonathan Pine Imagine. There will be more with him for sure! Have fun!

2nd October: Wicked seduction. 🍸 | feat. Jonathan Pine

Words: 3166 Warnings: smut

A/N:  It is Robert Laing Appreciation Day over at @the-th-horniest-book-club . I couldn’t resist writing up a quick little smutty drabble to celebrate this sexy character.  You do not have to have seen the movie to enjoy the fic!

Pairing: Dr. Robert Laing x Reader

Summary: You welcome your new neighbor to the high-rise building.

Warnings: semi-public sex, smut (vaginal sex), language/cursing, smoking

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You would have knocked on the door but it was held open but a large cardboard box with the words “Dr. R. Laing Records” written on the side. You took a step across the threshold.

“Hello? Anyone home?” You called out into the mostly empty apartment. Your voice bounced off the concrete walls of the apartment.

“Hello?” A male voice answered from another room.

“I’m welcoming wagon.” You leaned around the corner to spy a handsome man in a suit walk out of the bedroom.

He smiled as he met up with you. “Dr. Robert Laing and you are…”

“Three doors down on the left. 2512.” Your eyes raked up and down his form, taking in how his suit cut across his figure.

You extended a hand. “Welcome to the building.”

“Happy to be here.”

You glanced around the room as you further into the living space. Laing licked his lips as he noticed how your short patterned dress hugged your ass.

“You married?”

“No.” Laing chuckled.

“Girlfriend?” Your head cocked to the side.

“No.”

You shifted your weight from one boot to another. “Gay?”

A hint of pink colored his cheeks as he smiled. “No.”

“Show me around your place.” You ran the tip of your tongue along your upper lip.

Laing shuffled his feet. “Of course.” He held out an outstretched arm. You walked past him, making sure your fingers grazed along his pants leg.

Trials Of Pleasure - New Fic Preview

(LOKI X READER / PRINCE HAL X READER / SIR THOMAS SHARPE X READER / CAPTAIN JAMES CONRAD X READER / DOCTOR ROBERT LAING X READER / ADAM X READER / JONATHAN PINE X READER)

You want Loki. You always have. You admire his magic. You crave the power he can give you. But most of all, you want to be his pleasure slave. You want to be the one he fucks every day.

After years of unsuccessfully trying to summon Loki, you turn to dark magic. It works and you manage to forcefully bring Loki to you. He’s impressed by your dedication and talent but angered at the way you summoned him. For that reason, Loki is going to make you prove that you are worth all of this trouble. He’s going to see just how willing you are to submit to him and his sexual desires. To do that, he’s going to put you through a series of trials to see if you have what it takes to be his student and his toy.

Your mission is to deliver pleasure to Loki’s “friends” throughout history. You’ll have to find them, please them, fuck them. 

Who are they? The Prince. The Baronet. The Soldier. The Doctor. The Musician. The Spy. 

Loki will send you to the time periods, you’ll just need to find them. Will you be able to survive the peril that comes with searching down these men? Can you give them enough pleasure to prove to Loki that you are worthy of being the woman who warms his bed? Or will you get lost in the timelines without your magic and without a way back home?

Master List

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My newest chaptered fic is here! Starting one week from now, “Trials Of Pleasure” will premiere on AO3! It’s full of smut, smut, and, well, more smut!! 

Below is a snippet from chapter 1! If you’re interested in being added to the tag list for this fic, just let me know!! Enjoy this little preview and I can’t wait to share this wonderfully smutty adventure with you all!

A preview from Chapter 1: The Spell:

“You, my naughty witch, have severely messed up. You went against the laws of magic in order to bring me here. You must pay for it,” Loki said, stepping back into your personal space. You stepped backwards but he continued to tower over you. “You brought me here so you could learn magic from me, and goodness, be a little sex slave to me. Fine, you can have that, but you have to earn it.”

“Earn it? How?” you asked with wide eyes.

“Easy. I will not just accept any whore to enter into my bed, especially for an extended period of time as you are hoping for. You have to prove that you are capable of delivering pleasure,” Loki explained with a wave of his hand, still wet from your juices. “I have…friends scattered throughout history, men who are good comrades of mine who will determine whether or not you are good enough to be my toy. I can determine your strength as a student, and considering you’ve mastered dark magic enough to force me, the Master Sorcerer into your room, you are extremely talented. But they can help me figure out if your body will be just as valuable as your brains to me. Please them, and I will accept you as mine.”

“Friends? Men throughout history? What does that even mean? How -”

Loki grabbed your face with one large hand. “Do you want this? A life under my wing? A life in my bed? A life with me?”

“Yes,” you said quickly, completely sure of your answer.

“Good. Then this challenge will certainly be exciting. Now, in order to stop you from trying to escape my trials…” Loki moved his hand to your chest and made a grasping motion with his fist. He pulled his fist back and you felt something leave your body. In his fist was a trail of green light. 

“What did you do?” you gasped.

“I took your magic,” Loki said with a shrug. He made a complex movement with his hands and the green light he had stolen from you disappeared. “Pleasure my men and you will get it back. Fail and you will never see me nor your magic ever again.”

You stiffened, terrified of what was about to happen. What would Loki do to you? He was right. You had definitely messed up. The Master of Magic knew you used forbidden magic and now he was punishing you for it through a test of pleasure. But you knew you had to prove him wrong. You had to show him that you wanted him enough to endure his trials and come out victorious. You wanted him. You would have him. You wanted to be his student, his slave, his. You lifted your head and gave him a determined look.

“What do I have to do?” you asked.

“Find my men. Fuck them. Please them. Make me see that it’s worth it to take you in,” Loki explained. He grabbed your arm and pressed two fingers to the inside of your forearm. There was a glimmer and a golden tattoo etched its way onto your skin. You quickly recognized it as Loki’s insignia. He hummed and stroked his thumb over the tattoo. “There. That will help you find them, or rather, help them find you.”

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Author: @sabine-leo

ONESHOT

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston / reader

Wordcount: 2296

Warnings: Little Drunkenness , light swearing

Summary: Tom had a little to much to drink and needs your help! 

Note: I don´t know where that came from, but it wanted to get onto paper! 

Hunched over your laptop in a sparely lit livingroom you were gaping at the screen. You read the last paragraph for the 25th time and still could not comprehend what you had written. It probably would not get any better so maybe you should call it a night and start fresh tomorrow morning. Some people asked you if it got easier after your 6th book had been published but the true answer to that was NO, every book had it´s own challenges and not one had magically written itself.

You still were no were close to the deadline and had made good progress in the last weeks so it was fine if you didn´t pressure yourself tonight. After saving the file and shutting the power off you stretched and rolled your shoulders. It was late enough and you could hear your bed screaming your name. Getting up you went into the bedroom to change but half way to the bed your phone rang.

 Before you could ask yourself who´d call at 1 in the morning the specific ringtone told you who it was. Tom. One of your best friends and London’s most wanted Bachelor, Actor Tom Hiddleston.

Walking over to your phone you thought it was odd for him to call so late. He did call regularly and had done so earlier too, but not in the middle of the night. Ok, you were some kind of night owl and Tom knew that but he was too polite and well-mannered to call at such a late hour…normally.

Picking up you asked

“Tom?” On the other and you heard muffled sounds and then a thud. You tried again.

“Tom??” scrambling…

“Hellloooo Darling…Jus a sec…I.. OUCH!” That did not sound like Tom, not in the slightest.

“…Bloody fence!” He swore, he never swore!

“Tom? Are you alright?” You asked now a little worried.

“What? Yeah…ye….no…I just..I just climbed me fence…shit my pants are ripped!”

And then he started to giggle…GIGGLE. Now you were really worried and went to get your coat and shoes. “Tom, where are you? At home?”

“No shit Sherlock! I jus to…told you…humped…no not humped.. JUMPED my fence!”

Was he drunk? Tom did drink sometimes but he never let it get out of hand. NEVER.

Hi friends! So, I’ve been in a bit of a writing lull lately, and I wanted to work on a couple ideas just to get out of it. So naturally, a two-paragraph idea of mine stretched into a 5K fic…

All I can say about this is that I am both v cold and v horny, and this is the product of the collaboration! Also the gif below is kinda what inspired this, but it’s just a supplement. Just a fun lil smut fest to enjoy during this polar vortex. Please enjoy! Any feedback is always appreciated!

You can also read this on AO3!

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Smut, Sharing a Bed, Friends to Lovers, Sharing Body Heat, Porn with Feelings, Dry Humping, inordinate amount of shaking, because of the cold and also the smut, slight d/s if you squint real hard, Aftercare, Making Out, Biting, it gets a lil dicey but this is mostly just real intense sex with the thought of other darker stuff, enjoy!

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Hot shower, warm tea, and toasty bed. 

Hot shower, warm tea, and toasty bed. 

It’s all I could think about all day. In fact, it was just about the only thing getting me through the day at all. I repeated the mantra in my head. 

Hot shower, warm tea, and toasty bed. 

I finish this scene, then I get a whole three days off and I’m going to kick it off with the three best thing’s on earth. A hot shower, a warm tea, and the toasty-est of beds. Bless.

“You’re thinking about being warm again, aren’t you?” My co-star asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked at him on top of the snow embankment. Tom Hiddleston, one of the most attractive people I’ve ever met, was staring down at me like I was a helpless little kitten, all while looking like the freezing temperatures were barely even fazing him. A posh, charming, intelligent, upstanding British lad who was capable of looking like a Vogue model in the worst of circumstances; typical. 

Author: @sabine-leo

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston / Female Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Romance, Humour (who knows what I´ll add along the way)

Rating: M

Part: 6/?

Wordcount: 1837

Note: NSFW!! This one contains SMUT!!

Oh geez, this took a while. The pandemic really did a number on my muse. And my will to write. I AM SO SORRY that I´ve been awol for so long. I think everybody is trying to cope one way or another over the last year. I really do hope you are all well and safe!! 

Sending virtual safe hugs to all of you out there reading this! 

xxx Sabine

Link to PART 1 , Link to PART 2, Link to PART 3, Link to PART 4, Link to Part 5

PART 6

Waking up with somebody by his side felt…different. So good, but different. The sheets were not tangled around himself. Instead, HE was tangled around someone. A delicious, heady scent crawled into his still sleepy sense of smell. Warmness different to the warmth of a tropical island engulfed his front. A light weight on his arm made it tingle with something other than the heaviness of sleep. When soft skin moved against him, he felt goosebumps rise on his own. “Mhmmm” he rumbled and pressed himself closer to this all engulfing, all senses awakening form in his arms. His lips found a soft spot to kiss while the taste directly made his body tingle. Toms hand began to roam. He needed to feel. He needed to touch as if he´d like to brand the feel, the shape, into his mind forever. A soft gasp made him smile. His still closed eyes didn´t hinder his sight, he saw through his fingertips. When he felt you turning in his arms and kissing his collarbone, he almost purred. His roaming hand rested on the curve of your behind and squeezed ever so slightly before he groaned and rolled on top of you. His head dipped and kissed your shoulder, your neckline. His sleepy but oh so sexy voice rumbled into your ear. “Morning….” Your arms had engulfed him directly and a smile spread on your lips.

“Morning Mr. Guardian.”

Tom chuckled. “I did keep you safe, didn´t I?” He asked and opened his baby blue eyes to laser into

yours with a focus that denied his still sleepy state.

“You did.” You said softly and racked your fingers through his tousled hair. Tom collapsed on top of you and murmured “Keep petting me and I will never get up.”

A laugh escaped and you prompted. “Somethings of you did get up, alright.”

Tom snorted a laugh and lifted his head. “Felt that, huh…”

“Hard to not feel that when you are up close and personal.”

Tom grinned mischievous. “All your fault. You made me engage with all my senses and heightened them. I am totally innocent and would have been too sleepy to notice…” he made a gesture alongside your body “…all of that glorious form otherwise.”  

You giggled and raised an eyebrow. “Tough! I think you´ll be able to cope somehow.”

Tom grinned. “I just might!”

And under the sheets he went…

Title: The Nurse Author: @wickednerdery Fandom: Only Lovers Left Alive Pairing/character: Adam/Reader Rating: FRM Summary: “Not all modern things are trash…” Notes: Inspired by this Anon’s imagine that was sent to @welcome-to-fangirl-hell. Something about it I couldn’t resist and suddenly Adam was telling me his tale of the nurse, haha!  This one’s kinda long, has vampire-based violence, and is smutty so it gets a “Read More”.

Summary: You work in the Avengers lab and have been in a relationship with Jack for the past three years, while Loki developed feelings for you. One night, everything changed.

Warnings: abusive and violent boyfriend, angst, smut

Word Count: 3 k

A/N: Ok, so this might be my favorite fic I wrote this far. 

Y/N = Your Name

Part 2

You’ve been in a happy relationship with Jack for three years now, but it all changed a few months ago. He lost his job and started drinking because of it. Countless nights you stayed up, waiting for him to come home until sunrise, only to be completely ignored while he opened up another beer. He would look for every opportunity to start a fight with you and sometimes, he actually scared you a bit. He would never hurt you though, right?

A/N:  This was based on one of those Send Me a Title, I’ll Give You a Plot.  And I thought this was perfect for October.  

Pairing:  Sir Thomas Sharpe x Female Reader

Summary: You have moved into Allerdale Hall in hopes to restore the home.  What you don’t realize is that the ghost of Sir Thomas Sharpe wanders the halls.  Until one night, when his presence becomes known.  

Warnings: ghosts, cursing, mentions of death and trauma, smut (vaginal sex, teasing, mentions of cheating

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As far as spirits go, Sir Thomas Sharpe, for the most part, was a benevolent one. In the near century and a half of haunting the halls of Allerdale Hall, Thomas had a hand only in maybe three or four suspicious deaths. Two were brutes of husbands, beating their wives and the last two an unfortunate accident with a candle. After the fire burned out most of the third floor and roof, Allerdale Hall sat empty. A ghost itself. Thomas spent most of his days either in the remains of his workshop, which had been spared in the fire, or the library on the first floor. He had resigned himself to an eternity of silence and solitude until one day boxes appeared in the front hall.

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“Just take those marked ‘master’ to the second floor.” you commented to the movers. The men nodded and lifted the boxes, heading towards the elevator.

“No, not the elevator!” You held up a hand, rushing to block their path. “I haven’t had the electrician out to test it yet. I would hate for you to get trapped between floors.”

The men nodded and trudged towards the ornate staircase. When one of them dropped a rather large box of clothes, it jostled Thomas from his thoughts.

“What the devil?” he muttered to himself, moving through the door to peer over the railing. Although he had the ability to float through walls and floors, Thomas always preferred walking, well floating, through doorways. Somewhere deep inside of him, he convinced himself hanging on to these last vestiges of humanity was worthwhile.

“Careful!” you hissed, running up the stairs.

“Yes, ma’am.” The men scurried up to avoid another scolding. You shook your head and headed back to the ground level and into the kitchen to unpack.

“Most interesting.” Thomas commented and headed down to get a closer look at you.

As you walked into the kitchen, your phone rang. You jumped, reception was terrible up here and you were surprised there was any signal.

“How’s the old haunted house?” your friend chuckled on the other end of the line. You put the phone on speaker so you could unpack your dishes.

“There is no evidence this place is haunted.”

Thomas knocked over a container on the other side of the room. You spun around, jumping at the noise.

“What were you saying?” your friend commented. “I heard that scream.”

“It is the house settling.” you lied. You picked the container off the ground. Your hand passed through Thomas all you noticed was a chill. “All the place needs is a little love.” You wiped off some dust.

“I could tell you better things to do with your inheritance than fix up condemned English manor.” Thomas wrinkled his nose. “Like buying your best friend a motorcycle.”

“Mother always talked about coming here and fixing up the place.” your voice grew quiet. “Restoring it to all its former glory. Before she got sick.” You sniffled.

“Oh love, I’m so sorry. Listen, once you make the place habitable, I will be your first overnight guest. And in the meantime, text me all the spooky things that happen.”

“For the last time, it’s not haunted.”

“There were at least five murders there, sweetie. Of course it’s haunted. Toodles!”

You huffed and pocketed the phone. You stared in Thomas’s direction. He swore you could see him. Until you spoke.

“It’s going to be great, Mom. I promise.” You stomped away, brushing right past Thomas.

Request: Anon asked,  Hi I saw that requests were opened, so can you plz write something with Loki x a very flirty (and kinda dirty minded) reader ending in smut? Thank you in advance!

Warnings: Smut, NSFW Images, 18+, Oral, female receiving, Unprotected sex, 

Authors Note: I added a little plot to this just because my literature self can’t just jump into a story so yeah haha, enjoy love. PSA, no gifs belong to me, rightful credit to owners. 

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Requested: @fuckythebuckybarnes

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Warnings: Smut

Prompts: 3. “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”  10. “Apparently there’s a bet going about when we’ll end up together.” 20. “Hold my drink, I’m gonna go cause a scene.”

After several weeks of being undercover, being held hostage, and some fairly violent fighting, you were back at the compound.You hadn’t even taken 2 steps off the quinjet before 2 strong arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a bone crushing hug. Your eyes had shut upon impact and when you opened them you were met with a broad chest clad in a black henley. You could also see the ends of their long, shiny black hair.

“Oh Valhalla, thank god you’re ok.” he whispered as he rested his chin on the top of your head, keeping his arms wrapped securely around you. You smiled, resting your head on his chest.

“I’m fine, Loki. I promise.”

“Are you sure? Are you hurt? Stark called me 8 days ago and said they had you held hostage. I was worried sick! And then Stark wouldn’t answer his damn phone!” he said, pulling you away from him by your shoulders, giving you a once over to make sure no extensive damage had been done.

“Chill out, Reindeer Games. Just wanted to make you sweat a bit. Y/N came back to you in one piece, didn’t she?” Tony chimed in as he stepped out of the quinjet, giving Loki a sarcastic smile.

“You could have at least told me she was alive.” he grumbled, obviously annoyed.

A/N: Request from @my-name-is-alice-ayers. Enjoy! ;-)

Words: 1758 Warnings: smut

Synopsis: Something is wrong with him. Something none of the Avengers, including Thor, understand. When Loki turns into his Jötun form unwillingly and begins to act in a very primal and aggressive way, their solution for the problem is to lock him up in a cell below the compound until it’s all over. It’s a disease, perhaps, one which only Frost Giants can develop. Only Loki is not sick. Loki is in heat–and his Jötun body will not rest until his most carnal desires have been satisfied…

Words: 9176 Warnings: Jötun!Loki, smut, fluff, symptoms of addiction

A/N: You wanted some Jötun!Loki, I wanted some Jötun!Loki… so here we go. Enjoy, everyone! 😏

Here is your place for any of my stories that star Tom’s characters beside Loki!  So your Pines, your Sharpes, your Magnus.  This is your stop!!

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*Don’t Touch That ! | James Conrad x Reader

As a botanist for MONARCH, you can spy potentially deadly vegetation a mile away.  Unfortunately, James Conrad cannot.  And the thinly veiled sexual tension between the two of you is about to explode.

*Let’s Stay Together | James Conrad x Reader

MONARCH has finally allowed James to return home to London after the fiasco on Skull Island.  He finds you at home and remembers what he had been missing why he has been gone.  

*Pent Up | James Conrad x Reader

When a global pandemic hits, Conrad and the reader end up stuck in small cabin in the Rockies.  Their mission did not go as planned and tensions are already running high.  How will they cope being cooped up together with only one bed and plenty of anger to go around?

*If We Go Down | Conrad x Female Reader

You are tasked with finding Brian Morgan, famed American journalist, who has disappeared somewhere in desert.  You hire James Conrad, decommissioned SAS officer, to help you find him.  You do not realize what you are walking into.

Robert Laing | High-Rise

*Good Neighbor | Robert Laing x Reader

You welcome your new neighbor to the high-rise building.

Magnus Martinsson | Wallander (UK)

Just Grab My Ass | Magnus Martinsson x Reader | March Magnus 2021 #1

Magnus is the consummate professional until a case requires you and him to go to a club.  And he has failed to mention his enormous crush on you. Well complicates things.

*Mistletoe | Magnus Martinsson x Reader | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 

Magnus opened his big mouth to his family and gotten himself into a spot of trouble this holiday season.  He told them he has a girlfriend coming home for Christmas but he is currently unattached.  He turns to you for help, the new transfer to Ystad station, and you just happen to have no plans.  Unbeknownst to Magnus, you are harboring a secret crush for him.  Can you keep your feelings in check or will you crack?

*Orgasm Denial | Magnus Martinsson x Reader

Magnus failed to follow the rules, so now he needs to be punished. (sub!Magnus)

Stuck With You | Magnus Martinsson x Reader

You and Magnus are volunteered to demonstrate a new type of handcuffs.  When the locking mechanism malfunctions, the two of you are forced to share a bed for the night until a replacement key is shipped.

*Tied Up | Magnus Martinsson x Reader 

Magnus has big plans for your anniversary, only to be thwarted by his lack of planning. (sub!Magnus)

*Trapped | Magnus Martinsson x Reader

You have a huge crush on Magnus since starting at the station.  But he is oblivious to all your attempts at flirting.  And now the two of you are stuck staking at a warehouse in hopes to apprehending some traffickers.  Instead you get stuck in a room with no hope of escape.

*What Could Go Wrong? | Magnus Martinsson x Female Reader

The unit audit is killing Magnus.  He isn’t sleeping, which is causing him to fall asleep at work and forget things, like his date with you.  His attempts to make amends end in disaster.

Captain James Nicholls | War Horse

Coming Home From War | Captain James Nicholls x Reader

The war had ended and the men came home from war, but not your beloved James.

Jonathan Pine | The Night Manager

*Do Not Disturb | Jonathan Pine x Reader

You have traveled with your philandering husband to the Hotel Nefertiti on one of his many business trips.  A chance encounter with Jonathan Pine had life altering consequences.

Chapter 1 | Mr. Pine

Chapter 2 | Jonathan

*Home Before You Know It | Jonathan Pine x Reader

It is a lazy Saturday morning with your husband Jonathan Pine when a phone call shatters your bliss.

Part 1

Part 2

*I Like It Neat | Jonathan Pine x Reader | A FrostHiddles Collab

You never expected to get this entrenched in Roper’s entourage, but here you were. Better yet, you caught the eye of Richard Roper’s right-hand man, Jonathan Pine. You weren’t sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing, but you were sure of this: Pine likes his suits and whisky, neat and his martinis and sex, dirty.

Rule Number One | Jonathan Pine x Reader

You forget the first rule of the Pine household: no panties for kitten.  

Sir Thomas Sharpe | Crimson Peak

*Fill You | Sir Thomas Sharpe x Reader

Now that you and Thomas have married, he is determined to have you with child come hell or high water.

*For Just One Night | Sir Thomas Sharpe x Female Reader

You have moved into Allerdale Hall in hopes to restore the home.  What you don’t realize is that the ghost of Sir Thomas Sharpe wanders the halls.  Until one night, when his presence becomes known.  

*Hurt | Sir Thomas Sharpe x OFC (Clara Appleton)

Clara never thought her life would be that exciting.  That was until Sir Thomas Sharpe appeared in her father’s office and set her life on a different path.

*Please Forgive Me | Sir Thomas Sharpe x Reader

After nearly being killed by Lucille and discovering Thomas’s, your husband, role in the whole affair, the two of you have move to Paris in order to make a fresh start.  You are unsure if you are willing to forgive let alone forget, but you agree to attend the Paris Exposition with Thomas in an effort to begin the process of moving forward.

  Multiple Characters and Crossovers

*Blood Lust | Thomas Sharpe x OFC (Mary)

Something is wrong with Thomas.  He is not sure what.  But Mary is there is satisfy all his hunger.  

Double Date | Adam x Reader and Loki x OFC (Jen)

Once you discovered your co-worker, Jen, was married to Loki, the God of Mischief, the two of you knew you had to get your husbands together.  Adam and Loki are unimpressed with their wives’ antics and attempts to arrange an adult playdate.

Sex Headcanons | Sharpe, Pine, Adam, Magnus, Laing, Conrad

My headcanons on how Tom and various characters approach sex

*The Gentleman and The Scoundrel | Thomas Sharpe x Adam (OLLA) x Reader

A/N:  So this is the beginning of my entry into the Damnit Jim, I’m a Vampire, Not a Landlord Fic Frenzy.  Kind of been having a moment with Adam here.  

Pairing: Adam (Only Lovers Left Alive) x OFC (Charlie Bock)

Chapter Summary:  Charlie is thrilled that she managed to land an incredible deal on an apartment.  There is just one thing bothering her.  Her mysterious landlord. She is certain he is using a fake name and her attempts to discover the truth go nowhere.  Now there is someone named Mr. Shelley living in the basement and things only go from weird to weirder.

Warnings:  Smut (eventually), cursing, blood (it’s vampires), creepy bosses, drinking.  Specific tags will be given on chapters.

Word Count: 2708

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The hardwood floors creaked under Charlie’s weight as she pushed off the mishmash of sheets, quilts, and duvets to the side and her bare feet landed. She ruffled her impossible brown curls, which smashed flat against the back of her head after a night of sleep. It was only September but the old triple decker on the outskirts of Quincy, Massachusetts seemed to be in a wind tunnel. Every gust, bluster, breeze, or slight cough rattled the aging home. But Charlie wasn’t about to complain.

With her salary at Legal Aid barely covering the high cost of living in Boston, it forced Charlie to get creative with her living situation. Roommates were not an option after her last one during her third year of law school, decided instead of washing dishes, she would tuck them wherever convenient. Be that between couch cushions or in an early edition of The Hobbit Charlie kept along with her other books on a shelf in the living room. Charlie took to locking valuables in her room and swore off living with anyone.

It was a pure stroke of luck when the listing for an entire two-bedroom apartment in a converted house came up for cheaper than sharing something downtown. She submitted an application and was delighted when the property management company contacted her to do a walkthrough. The house was old and falling apart around them. When a piece of crown molding nearly took the agent’s head off, Charlie negotiated for a 15% percent reduction in rent. There was only one thing nearly stopping her from moving. The landlord.

For one, his name. No one in 2020 is named Nicolas Copernicus. Not Copernicus himself would be called that in 2020. He would change his name to something like Nick Copper and found a startup company in his college dorm room. Charlie attempted to use what little resources she had at her disposal at her job to determine the true identity ofher mysterious landlord. All searches ended up at the same place. NOZ, Inc. A company with no internet presence. But plenty of assets.

“I am telling you I think my house is front for the mob. Or WitSec!” Charlie protested as she slumped into her desk chair.