For The Elf Drabble Challenge Number 9, And Kandomere-if I May Please.

For the elf Drabble challenge number 9, and Kandomere-if I may please.

Rules: Followers send a numberand Elf (thranduil, legolas, nuada, kandomere) to me ask and I will includethat in the drabble.

* i received this request twice, but will only write once since it’s the same person* @daniissuchadani

► 9.      “Quit it or I’ll bite.”  Kandomere

It wasrare you and Kandomere had down time. Other times like this he was usuallycatching up on paper work, hunched over his office desk in his high-riseapartment while you watched him dig himself deeper and deeper into a hole. Buthere you two were, cuddled on the couch with the large screen television softlyhumming in the background. There was a movie on and Kandomere seemed into itthough you forgot what it was about ten minutes ago.

Youfound yourself fascinated with his mouth for some reason. You kissed him daily;quick smooches before work, long languid kissed in the shower after he’s had along day, and the rough toe curling tonguing when he was buried to the fullestinside of you. So, you knew his lips. You knew what they could do and yet, hereyou were, staring at them like they were a brand-new toy.

Wiggling,Kandomere released you long enough for you to free an arm from his grip.Placing your hand on his chest you rubbed back and forth over his shirt while acontent sigh left his lips. He was still dressed from work, though theexpensive jacket and vest were tossed on top of the coffee table. His shirt wasrolled up to his elbows and the first few buttons were open on his shirt. Yourhand dropped there, rubbing the smooth pale flesh before trailing up his neck.Your thumb brushed over his cheek while your eyes stayed glued to his lips. Heonly spared a glance at you twice and confusion etched his brows. You were upto something, he knew that much.

Itwasn’t just his lips that you were fascinated with. It was also his teeth. Thetop row. Uniformly sharper than the bottom. They had little points at the tipsand before you knew it you were running your fingers on his lips, silentlycoaxing him to part his lips so you could stick them inside his mouth. As soonas you had enough room to wiggle one in, Kandomere snapped his teeth. Youjumped, hand flying back as the clicking sound of his teeth hitting together.

“Hey,’you mumbled, frowning.

“Quit it, or I’ll bite,’ he repliedsmoothly, eyes flirting back to the television. “It’s a reflex when you touchthem. I don’t want to bite you.”

“MaybeI want you to.”                

“Youdon’t.”

A minuteticked by and you reached for his lips again. Parted lips, sweet breath, he waslike a Venus Flytrap with those plus lips. He knew what he was doing byexisting. And you were going to be that little fly.

Yousat up this time and scratched your chin before your hand dove for his mouthagain, this time faster. Catching him off guard your finger slipped past hislips and over his tongue; you giggled at his horrified expression as he lockedhis jaw and kept his mouth open. You could see the muscles tense as he triednot to close on your finger.

Therewas a full conversation behind his eyes.

“Pretty,’you mumbled, curling your finger up to touch his teeth.

“Itold you,’ he said, smirk on his face as he pressed a cloth to your puncturedfinger. It wasn’t bad, just two little bite marks from when he could no longerhold his mouth open. You didn’t move your finger for two reason; he wasn’treally going to bite you and it really couldn’t hurt that bad, but it had.

“Youweren’t supposed to bite me!”

“Whywould you put your finger in my mouth after I told you it was a reflex tobite when our teeth are touched?”

So,you had watched, and read, a few erotic movies and films. The idea of beingbitten heightened in your mind because of the kind of teeth Kandomere had.

“Talkto me mi amor,’ he pulled you out of the bathroom and towards your sharedbedroom.

“You rememberthat one movie?”

“So,you thought putting your finger in my mouth was equivalent to such an eroticzone?”

“Itwas a start,’ you shrugged.

Kandomere’seyes darkened for a second, his pupils dilating at the thought of biting you ina more intimate way; a way he had control over how the bite happened.

“I cangive you that,’ he stalked forward, pushing you on the bed. “You only need toask me.”

"Goodnight, my little princess" - Tom Hiddleston x reader

A/N: Okay so this one wasn’t a request but I recently heard the song “When you say nothing at all” for the first time in ages and that song means a lot to me because when we were babies, that was one of the songs my dad used to rock me and my sister to sleep to. So I just thought this would be kind of cute…

You opened your eyes; the light from your alarm clock was bright, glaring at your face. Squinting, you could just about make out the time, 03:07.

“Bollocks” you whispered under your breath. Instinctively you reached your hand out behind you to your husband’s side of the bed. When you couldn’t feel his warm hand where it usually is, you rolled over to face his spot, wondering if he had left to go and film for his new movie. He couldn’t have, the empty space was still warm. You shifted your body over, snuggling into Tom’s spot, breathing in his scent. Just as you began to drift off back to sleep, you heard the soft giggle of your 6 month old daughter through the baby monitor. “You think that’s funny do you?” You heard Tom ask your baby. “What’s so funny hey? No, no that’s daddy’s nose.” You lay there laughing to yourself. The two of them continued to giggle. Climbing out of the bed, you decided to go and see your husband in what was clearly his natural habitat. Ever since your daughter had been born, he hadn’t seemed even remotely out of his comfort zone. 

You stood in the doorway, Tom hadn’t spotted you, his attention was solely focused on the precious little baby girl in his arms. He was looking down at her and she was looking up at him, smiling. The soft light from the street outside the window shone through the thin curtains, illuminating the two of them. “It’s amazing how you can speak right to my heart,” Tom began to sing, rocking his daughter in his arms, “without saying a word, you can light up the dark.” He was still smiling down at her as she smiled back and stretched her tiny hand up to his face. “The smile on your face lets me know that you need me” he turned his head slightly to kiss the tiny hand on his cheek. “There’s a truth in your eyes saying you’ll never leave me” her hand dropped as she started to drift off to sleep. You lent against the doorframe, cocking your head to rest it against the frame. Tears began to form in your eyes, what’s better than the sight of the man you love holding and singing to the one thing you both hold dearest in the world? “The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me whenever I fall” Tom swayed from side to side, gently bouncing your baby before adding “I will always catch you, my little princess.” He kissed the top of her head and gently placed her back in the cot, whispering “goodnight, my little princess.” Once she was safely in her cot, you silently made your way over to Tom. You were almost all the way across the room before he spotted you. Once he’d seen you, he couldn’t take his eyes off you.  “Hey” he whispered so that the baby didn’t wake. “Quite the show you put on there” you smiled, making the last few steps towards him until he was within arm’s reach. “Only the best for my baby girl” there was a look of pure love and joy in his eyes as he reached out and placed his hands on your waist, pulling you into his body.  You sighed contently, letting him pull you on close. Burying your face in his t-shirt and wrapping your arms around his waist. “She looks just like you when she sleeps you know” he said.  Looking up at him with a grin, you retorted “she acts just like you when she’s awake.” You waited to see if he was going to say anything, he didn’t so you continued, “a drama queen,” you raised an eyebrow which gained you a soft chuckle, “a drama queen I would sacrifice anything for in a heartbeat.” “You, y/n, are the kindest woman I know, what on earth did I do to deserve you?” He looked down at your daughter, “both of you. I’m the luckiest man in the world.”

The Babysitter // Rio

Summary: Y/N has been taking care of Marcus for a while and when Beth follows Rio around and breaks in his home, she finds her and decides to threaten her, which Rio doesn’t take well. 

Warnings: Threatning maybe. Grammar? English is not my mothertounge so please dont mind.

A/N: Hope you enjoy. Love xx

Words: 2049

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„I’m sorry I have to ruin your evening again, but something at work came up.” Christopher said when you stepped inside the house, getting a quick hug right away. You smiled as you enjoyed this small, yet so sweet gesture. “No such thing as a ruined evening when I’m spending time with Marcus. You should know by now that I love him.” When he pulled away you smiled at him while taking off your coat and your shoes as Christopher put his on. “Right, so I already said goodbye to him. I don’t know how long it’ll take.” He tilted his head to the right, giving you a questioning look. You’ve been taking care of Christopher’s kid Marcus for a while now and he knew that he could always count on you. “Its no problem. If you want me to, I can stay the night. Don’t want you getting problems at work.” He grinned at you statement and took his car keys off the drawers to his left. “That would be a big help, (Y/N). Feel free to take a shower, food is in the fridge and there’s blankets in the drawer in the living room.” He opened the door again, turning to the side slightly. “Okay Marcus, (Y/N) is here and Dads out now. Be good, Ill see you tomorrow.” Marcus came running to him, first hugging you as a hello and then hugging his dad as a goodbye. “Come on, (Y/N). Dad gave me some Disney movies to watch with you!” Marcus took your hand and pulled you with him to the living room. You shrugged a Christopher and took your other hand to wave as he stood in the door, smiling. When he closed the door, you and Marcus were alone, starting a Disney Movie Marathon beginning with One hundred and one dalmatians.

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After three Disney movies and a bucket of popcorn later, Marcus was finally in his bed, sleeping like a stone. You started to clean up. Christopher’s house was always clean and when someone came in, they wouldn’t think that an eight-year-old lived here. You folded the blanket Marcus had neatly, putting it back in the drawer where it was before. You didn’t know how Christopher kept everything so neat and clean with Marcus, not that he was a messy kid, but he was still a kid. You went over to the kitchen and started to clean everything up that you needed to make dinner. Christopher had a very big and open hose, the bedroom was almost in the living room, just like the kitchen. It wasn’t late, the sun was still setting when you decided to take the shower Christopher had offered earlier. You didn’t have pajamas here and you didn’t want to go over to your place, leaving Marcus alone, so you just grabbed one of Christopher’s neatly folded black t-shirts. He wouldn’t mind, you did that before a couple times and he never cared, since you just didn’t want to leave Marcus alone. You made your way to the bathroom, taking a quick stop at Marcus door to make sure he was still sleeping before closing the bathroom door and letting the shower warm up while you undressed. The warm water immediately relaxed your muscles. You took his shower gel and washed your hair and body with it, you knew you would smell like him, but it wasn’t a problem, it never was. You knew both, Christopher and Marcus since over a year now. When the woman who usually took care of Marcus when Christopher had to work moved away, she told him that you would be able to look after him till he found a new babysitter, just that he never needed to search for a new one since he found one in you. You loved watching Marcus and helping him with his homework and you didn’t mind at all when you had to stay the night, because Christopher always made sure he made up for it with breakfast in the morning. When you stepped out of the shower you wrapped a large towel around your body and a smaller one around your head, so they were sitting on your head. You heard a thud outside, quickly drying off your body and putting Christopher’s shirt and your underwear on. As you left the bathroom you unwrapped your hair from the towel and started to slowly rub it. “Marcus, I thought we agreed that its past your bedtime.” You said as you walked to the living room, where the thud came from. You saw a woman standing before the drawer. She looked and you the way you were probably looking at her. Shocked. “Who…who are you? What are you doing here?” You stuttered, putting the towel on the edge on the sofa. The closed the drawer rapidly, making you wince at the sound. You head immediately flew to the side, checking if Marcus woke up. “I…I’m a friend of Rio’s.” She said, pushing her hair behind her ear. “Rio?” You asked confused. She took a step towards you which made you step one back. “Uhm…Christopher? Look, I just left some things here after a hook up, I’ll just get them and be out as soon as I have them okay?” She turned around again, continuing to go trough his drawers. You quickly took your smartphone off the coffee table and unlocked it. “Christopher never has random hook ups and even if, he would never have them here.” You started dialing his number. The woman turned around, fear in her eyes. “I’ll just call him real quick.” You muttered. You put your phone on your ear and heard it ring. “No, no, no. Put it down!” She whisper-yelled. “I swear to god if you don’t hang up right now, I’ll kill you.” The second she said that you heard Christopher’s voice on your ear. “(Y/N)?” The woman walked up to you, threating you with one of the wooded art pieces from Christopher’s drawers. “(Y/N/N/)? Everything alright?” You slowly let you hand drop next to your body, letting her take the smartphone out of your hand. She ended the call and threw your phone on the sofa. She raised her finger at you, threating you with it. “I’m just searching for something and you will let me search it alright. I don’t want to hurt you, okay?” You nodded slightly, tears started to flood your eyes and she turned around and started to keep searching, after she took your phone so you couldn’t take it. You weren’t scared that something would happen to you but to Marcus. “Could you at least do it quietly? I don’t want the kid to wake up.” You muttered as she closed the drawer loudly again. She looked at you with an annoying face but nodded. She started going through the next drawer, messing up everything. When you heard the door open quietly you heart skipped a beat. He really stopped work just because of an ended call. When he arrived next to you and saw the woman, he pushed you behind him with one arm. “You find what you’re looking for?” Christopher was furious, his whole body was under adrenaline. You could feel the arm that pushed you behind him flex under your hand, which was placed on it. She winced at the sound of his voice, closed the drawer rapidly again, which made you wince and turned around. “No.” She said, and Christopher turned around slightly, looking down at you. “Can you go and check up on Marcus? I’ll handle this.” He whispered and put his hand on my side, slowly pushing me in the direction of his room. “Are you sure?” You whispered back and he pinched your side softly as an answer, smiling at you. You ran your hand up and down his arm for a second, before you nodded and stepped back, leaving for Marcus room. He was still dead asleep, laying on his stomach and breathing slowly. You smiled softly, before you left the room, but waited in the doorway. “You want to tell me what it is?” You could hear his footsteps on the floor. Again, she answered with ‘No’. His footsteps stopped. “Alright. Let’s play a game, yeah? Twenty questions. I’ll start. Why did you follow me around all day?” You could hear by the sound of his voice that he was annoyed. “Was that your ex-wife?” She asked and your heart skipped a beat. Was she talking about you? Christopher took another step. “Eighteen.” He kept walking, slowly. “That’s not an answer, Christopher.” She said. You leaned against the doorframe of Marcus room. Christopher chuckled. “Why are you here?” Another step. “Seventeen.” She said, imitating him. “That’s not an answer, Elisabeth.” Christopher imitated her. You crossed your arms before your chest and took a deep breath, you just wanted this day to end. “Is this some sport to you? Or some twisted hobby?” She asked. What was she talking about? His Job? “Fifteen.” He answered. “What am I supposed to do here? Buy that body back for the rest of my life? Piece by piece? Limb by limb? How much for an elbow? An eyeball?” She was starting to get angry. You hoped that they were just using synonyms or something. “Eight.” Christopher was trying to provoke her, that was for sure. “You’re supposed to answer though, aren’t you? Why aren’t you answering?” She asked and you could hear his steps again. “Why are you talking so much?” He asked back. “It’ll take a lifetime to wash all that money.” She said quietly, you almost couldn’t hear her from your position. “Yeah, that’s kind of the point.” His footsteps stopped. “Why are you doing this?” She asked. In your head you counted the questions. “I mean you came to me way back when, right? Asking to be part of it. Now you’re a part of it.” He said. “When does it end?” Another question. Rio took a deep breath. “One question left.” He said. “You want it?” He basically took it now, so you hoped that this would be over soon. She didn’t say anything. You heard him take another step. “Would you please leave my house now?” He asked and you heard her starting to walk. “Oh, Elisabeth?” He added. “Yes?” She stopped in her tracks. “You ever step near (Y/N) or my kid again, I’ll kill you.” You heard her walk away and when the door closed, Christopher’s steps went towards you. You quickly turned around, looking at Marcus, who was still laying on his stomach. “You heard all of that?” Christopher whispered as he gently pulled you on your arm, out of Marcus room. He made sure not to hurt you or scare you. The man in front of you had nothing in common with the man who just threatened that woman into never talking to you again., except for the dark eyes and the soft yet raspy voice. You nodded slightly, looking to the floor. “Okay.” He said, nodding his head. “I understand if you want to leave and never come back, it’s okay.” You started to shake your head and took his hand almost aggressively. “No, no. I…I don’t care. I mean it’s your job; it has nothing to do with me. I’m not leaving, okay? I…I love taking care of Marcus. I love the both of you.” You muttered, as he placed his other hand on your hip. “Have I ever told you how good you look in my clothes?” He said, slowly pulling on the fabric in your hips, his black t-shirt. You looked up again, right into his eyes. “Do I?” You whispered back, letting him pull you closer. He nodded as his head came closer to your, inch after inch, as if he was expecting you to back away. He slowly licked his lips. You placed your hand on his chest, letting go of the other one as you gripped the side of his shirt, pulling him closer to close the gap between your lips. He chuckled against your lips, pulling your even closer by the hand he placed on your back. “I waited so long for this.” He whispered against you lips. You never really left after this.

Natasha: what do we say when we get anxiety

Y/n: my anxiety is chronic but this ass is iconic

A Time Before You

Bruce Banner x Reader x Tony Stark

Summary- It’s hard for your children to imagine a time before their parents knew each other, so imagine Teddy and Edison’s surprise when they wakes up in 2012 a time when their Papa and Dad barley know each other and their Mom isn’t an Avenger.

Message- Reader has frost powers, this is kinda connected to Give him Back to us and Growing Up. All of the kids are in their teens. 

Warnings- Reader is suicidal after a lab accident gives her powers, has to be talked off the ledge. 

Word Count- 1415

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Infected - Thomas

Author: @mf-despair-queen​

Characters: Thomas/Reader

Word Count: 20,245

Summary: Thomas scrambles to find a way to cure his girlfriend after she is infected with a deadly virus that is destined to drive her crazy, if not end her life.

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Protected Sex, Unprotected Sex, Oral (female receiving), Dirty Talk, Cowgirl, Secret Sex, Car Sex (kind of), Rough Wall Sex, Romantic Hugging Sex, Doggy, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Death, Blood, Fighting

Notes: I’m not sorry. Bye.

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