The Devil’s Masquerade

Pairing: Andy Barber x reader (Mafia/Vampire/Soft!Darkish AU)

Word Count: 2,965

Summary: You didn’t even want to go to the Holiday ball in the first place but turns out you never really had a choice. 

Author’s Note: This is for the ‘Tis the Season to be Thot-y’ writing challenge! 🥰My gift is for my love Ali @maladaptivexxdaydreaming and my dialogue prompt was: “oh hey, mistletoe” (which I changed only slightly), and my festive device was ‘Christmas Party.” And my babe was Mr. Andy Barber. I hope you enjoy this my sweet friend. The Mafia/Vampire/Soft!dark themes are subtle but I do hope it all comes together. I was so happy to write this for you! Love you so❤️ Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always!❤️❤️❤️ DIvider by my sweet Daisy @firefly-graphics Thank you love!💕 And the edit below is one of my faves done by my lovely friend Nix. 

Warnings: light soft!dark maybe implying stalking, vampire induced haze bc you know they do that lol, maybe implied smut, mafia themes- anything I missed let me know :) 

EDIT IS NOT MINE: My friend Nix made this edit and I love it to the moon and bag! Thank you beauty! 💕

“Do I really have to go to this party?”

Your friend and coworker, Nat, turns your way, her eyes narrowing. “Yes and it’s really more like a Holiday ball!”

“Who hosts a ball on a Friday night?” you ask with a frown. “I’m tired!”

“Oh stop,” Nat says, waving you off. “We bought that gorgeous dress last week and you’re going to look amazing and have the best time!”

“We don’t even know him! He never comes to the office and we only hear whisperings about him. I bet he doesn’t even show up to his own party!” you state.

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terms of endearment │ Daemon Targaryen x Reader

“The marriage between the second daughter of King Viserys I and his own brother, Prince Daemon, raised eyebrows upon its first announcement. Many assumed the match would echo the Rogue Prince’s unfortunate first union with the late Lady Rhea, despite his wish for a Valyrian bride being, finally, fulfilled. It surprised all who took witness to see the intensity of Daemon’s devotion to his second wife, a regard that would persist through a long and happy union between uncle and niece.”

- ‘Fire & Blood, Being a History of the Targaryen Kings of Westeros’ by Archmaester Gyldayn

The story of Prince Daemon Targaryen and his brother’s second-born daughter, as told through the many terms of endearment he calls her by.

Thank you to @my-justreblog​ for the header art!

Daemon returns to King’s Landing after ten years in exile, intent on rekindling his affair with Rhaenyra. He wasn’t expecting you - the revelation changes everything. 

Chapter 1 │Chapter 2 │Chapter 3 │Chapter 4 │Chapter 5 │Chapter 6 │Chapter 7 (COMPLETE!)

As the second-born daughter of Aemma and Viserys, you never expected to be married off to your uncle Daemon. The wedding is here - and the wedding night.

Chapter 1 │Chapter 2 │Chapter 3 │Chapter 4 │Chapter 5 │Chapter 6 │Chapter 7 │Chapter 8 │Chapter 9 │Chapter 10 │Chapter 11 │Chapter 12 (COMPLETE!)

Scenes from a marriage - you receive an education from your uncle Daemon. Lucky for you, he is all too happy to teach you.

Drink │Public │Hush │Costume │Ride │Full │Brat │Educate (Coming Soon!)

terms of endearment │ Daemon Targaryen x Reader

“The marriage between the second daughter of King Viserys I and his own brother, Prince Daemon, raised eyebrows upon its first announcement. Many assumed the match would echo the Rogue Prince’s unfortunate first union with the late Lady Rhea, despite his wish for a Valyrian bride being, finally, fulfilled. It surprised all who took witness to see the intensity of Daemon’s devotion to his second wife, a regard that would persist through a long and happy union between uncle and niece.”

- ‘Fire & Blood, Being a History of the Targaryen Kings of Westeros’ by Archmaester Gyldayn

The story of Prince Daemon Targaryen and his brother’s second-born daughter, as told through the many terms of endearment he calls her by.

Daemon returns to King’s Landing after ten years in exile, intent on rekindling his affair with Rhaenyra. He wasn’t expecting you - the revelation changes everything. 

Chapter 1 │Chapter 2 │Chapter 3 │Chapter 4 │Chapter 5 │Chapter 6 │Chapter 7 (COMPLETE!)

As the second-born daughter of Aemma and Viserys, you never expected to be married off to your uncle Daemon. The wedding is here - and the wedding night.

Chapter 1 │Chapter 2 │Chapter 3 │Chapter 4 │Chapter 5 │Chapter 6 │Chapter 7 │Chapter 8 │Chapter 9 │Chapter 10 │Chapter 11 │Chapter 12 (COMPLETE!)

Scenes from a marriage - you receive an education from your uncle Daemon. Lucky for you, he is all too happy to teach you.

Drink │Public │Hush (Coming Soon!)

Have You Any Wool?

Pairings: Ransom Drysdale x Reader Warning: 18+, dub/con, manhandling/rough sex, breath play/choking, unprotected sex Summary: Engagement dinner with Ransom doesn’t go as planned Word Count: 3.2k

The car ride home was silent, tense. The car bounced causing Ransom to grumble when it caught the edge of a pothole. One more thing that was surely your fault.

Ten more minutes passed until Ransom broke the silence by revisiting the earlier accusation, “You were flirting with him. Might as well have pulled your top down when talking to that fucking prick.”

“If I exposed my tits every time I talked to a prick, I’d constantly be topless around you.”

Ransom shot you a glare as the car whipped the curve out of the city and down a remote road, “It’d be safer for you to only be concerned about my prick.”

Your fingers dug into the car door as he straightened out the vehicle, “What did you-”

“Smarter. It’d be smarter for you to only be concerned about me- and my huge prick.”

“I don’t know how many times I have to tell you- there was no flirting.”

“Could have fucking fooled me with those exchanges tossed around.”

“What the hell, Ransom, you’re ridiculous. There were no secret coded exchanges. Nothing said was of value.”

“Sure. Nothing. Whatever you say.” You didn’t have to look at your boyfriend to know he rolled his eyes at least twice when spitting out those words.

RATTLER Masterlist

Title: Rattler

Pairing: Dark!Nomad!Steve x Reader

Summary: It’s the eyes. They’re so kind, it’s hard to tell. At least with rattlesnakes, you can hear the danger—with Steve Rogers, you never saw him coming.

Warnings: Dubcon, Noncon, Stalking, Dead Dove: Do not eat, Mean Steve, Manipulation, Gaslighting, Kidnapping, Smut, Obsessive Behavior, Misogyny, Breeding, Public Sex, Humiliation, MINORS DNI!!

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If I Didn’t Have You

Pairings: Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Style: One-Shot/Drabble

Warnings: Language? Maybe. But that’s it, I think. Fluff x100.

Word Count: 1K

Summary: Studying isn’t so bad when you’ve got an adorable Tom Hiddleston by your side.

A/N: IDK what this is except it came to me at 1AM last night and I had to get it out. Fluff w/ our favorite man. As always, dedicated to the LOML and best friend @sxbastianstan. Partially inspired by a prompt from the ever-hilarious and slightly psychotic @take-my-life-not-my-heart <33333 Y’all make this hellsite 10000000% more bearable.

“What’s your plan, Stan?”

Normally your boyfriend’s antics would make you smile, but tonight you just weren’t in the mood. Stupid microbiology ruining your life. It was as if the cells on the page were mocking you, begging you to go bed so you’d fail your exam the next day. You sighed, running a hand through your hair.

“I told you I probably wouldn’t be going to bed for a while.” You replied, a little edgier than you had planned. You winced at your own words slightly. “I need to study this chapter a little longer.” You added, hoping it would soften the blow.

“No problem,” Tom responded, completely unphased by your tone. He rested a hand on your shoulder, bending over to press a gentle kiss on top of your head. “I’ll stay up with you.” He glanced down at your textbook, “Can I help?”

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sweet traditions

It’s the small traditions you’ve come to love.

“Do not come into this kitchen or so help me, I will burn this turkey on purpose,” you call, the moment you hear footsteps.

It’s the small traditions—like not letting your boyfriends into the kitchen because one of them happens to be an alien who will devour uncooked meat.

A glance over your shoulder, and you see Eddie hesitating—his feet just beyond the place where carpet meets linoleum. He has an expression torn between fondness and amusement. “I just wanted to see if I could help.”

“The last time we cooked together, Vee tried to eat the entree before I could roast it.”

“We had a talk about that. They promise not to touch the turkey until you give the say-so.”

“Okay.” You relent a little—it is a lot of cooking for one person, and even if you enjoy it, it goes more quickly with two hands. “Can you peel potatoes?”

“I’m sure we can manage.”

You go back to stuffing the turkey—and you don’t care what food professionals say that you shouldn’t stuff the turkey, it’s tradition damn it. The kitchen smells of fresh cut herbs and the cranberry sauce bubbling on the stove. Steam fogs up the small window, and sweat makes your hair a little frazzled. When you look over, you see Eddie and Venom at work on the potatoes—Eddie with a peeler and Venom peeking out from beneath Eddie’s shirt, using a sharp-edged tendril to slice the potatoes into neat squares.

Once the turkey is in the oven, you lean against the counter. Mentally, you check off the list of things you still need to do. Rolls are in the freezer; a pie from Eddie’s work is on the counter, so at least dessert is taken care of. And—

A glass of wine appears before you. You look up, see Eddie holding it out. “You’ve got that look again,” he says, smiling. “That ‘General on the field of war’ look. I feel like we should be suiting up for battle.”

“I do not have a look,” you say, amused despite yourself. You take the wine.

“You get like this around the holidays,” he says. “I mean, I’m not complaining—but it’s the only time of year you insist on baking everything from scratch and use cloth napkins and… you can relax, you know.”

You hold the glass a little more tightly. “I just want everything to be perfect. I don’t want—“

“Don’t want what?” he says, gently.

You hesitate. The thing is, Eddie doesn’t have family he’s close to—his mother passed away and his father is an abusive asshole. And with all of the Netflix movies and constant holiday commercials going on about family this and family that, you don’t ever want him to feel as if something’s lacking.

“I don’t want you and Vee to miss anything, all right?” you say.

He seems to understand. He takes the glass from your hands, carefully setting it on the counter before drawing you close. At once, you feel Venom sliding against you, a single tendril wrapping around your waist. “Everything’s good,” Eddie says, against your ear. His hand moves in circles along your back. “I don’t need a full-on holiday with all of the traditions and the frills. Hun, as long as I have Venom and you, everything’s perfect.”

You close your eyes and relax against him. “All right,” you say. “So I shouldn’t get out that recipe for caramel apple cheesecake, then?”

Venom’s voice rumbles. “Yes, you should.”

“No,” says Eddie, alarmed. “Come on, we’ve got plenty of food—”

“Cheesecake,” Venom says, and only they can make a growl sound pleading, and you begin laughing against them both.

When the Fine Line Blurs

Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader

summary: Undercover as husband and wife for over six months, reality begins to blur for Steve Rogers.

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Steve is convinced you’re meant to be husband and wife and takes it upon himself to make you see that.

warnings: dub-con, manipulation, Stockholm syndrome, breeding kink, essplecit sehx (yeah ik it’s spelled weird. 

“When this is all over, I’ll help you move your things into my room. We can tell the team together.”

There’s a soft air of happiness in his voice,

“They’ll be happy for us.”

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What’s yours is mine Masterlist

Status: In Progress

Summary: After five years, your past is far behind you but just as you think you can live your happily ever after, your ex shows up at the worst moment. [dark!Ransom Drysdale, OC Husband]

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‘Til Death Do Us Part

Summary: Y/N heads back to the home she once shared with Steve in preparation to spend one last night together before their divorce is due to be finalised. Little does she know that her husband doesn’t intend to give her up. Ever.

Characters: Dark!Steve x Reader.

Words: 3391.

Warnings: non-con, dub-con, explicit sexual content, mentions of drugging, manipulation, gaslighting, implied forced pregnancy, slight breeding kink, forced orgasms, multiple orgasms, mentally abusive relationship tw, 18+.

A/N: Written for @stargazingfangirl18​​‘s amazing 5K Soft!Dark Challenge. I chose dialogue prompt #3 (”Oh, honey, you weren’t supposed to see that”) and it is highlighted in bold. Siri, I can’t tell you how much of a blast it was to write this! Thank you so much for hosting, and many congratulations on your 5K milestone - you deserve every single one of them. Beta: @sweeterthanthis​​ but all the general bullshit is entirely mine. I also have to thank you Lau for being the greatest support and enabler. You are truly a ray of sunshine on a stormy day. While likes are gold, feedback is golden. Masterlists can be found in my pinned post. Subscribe to Patreon and get access to fics, just like this one, two weeks before Tumblr for as little as $3.

Somehow you expect the family home to look different in a way— like the roof should be sporting some devil’s breath while the ground suddenly gives way to brimstone as a way of signifying its metaphorical descent into hell, but as you step from the cab straight onto the sidewalk, it looks the same as you left it four months ago.

Sure, there’s leaves blocking the gutter, the bushes leading up to the porch look a little unruly and the lawn could do with a trim, but really they’re only surface deep differences, ones you probably never would have noticed had you stayed put.

The real change you figure, would be inside, buried within the woodwork like rot, much like the person residing inside it, a malevolent kind of darkness laying claim to their soul.

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Goldfish

Live with the goldfish

Jimmy fallon and goldfish ½

Goldfish interruption

Cuddles

Football game and goldfish

Trip to the store

Serious conversation on jimmy 2/2

Great big pumpkin

Huge surprise

Big Lion

Nora’s birthday

Feeding

Goldfish vs the other stuff

Goldfish commercial

Secret Santa

I want a pony

Christmas time

Tough little cookie

First day of Pre-K

A boyfriend?

New York

Valentine’s day duty + meeting the boyfriend

Fear of not being Loved

Baby’s first day home | baby Nora

The show must go on

goldfish interruption… Again

The arrival of nolan

For picture inspiration look under the tag goldfish or Nora inspo.

about nora | Nora inspo