Keep Your Enemies Close | Kim Yugyeom (m)

Dueling Fates.

Pairing: Anakin x Jedi!Fem Reader

Summary: Anakin really, really wants to win for once.

Warnings: 18+ definitely smut. Minors DNI or I’ll find you and bite you. Hatefucking (?), reader gets dominated, vulnerability, name calling, restraint, hair pulling, neck kisses, biting, honestly the works.

A/N: This is my first smut in years and i got a bit carried away with the lead up cuz im a sl*t for tension and foreplay and i had to cut it short but i’m pretty proud of this for my first time back. I’m sorry if i made any mistakes, i proofread but mistakes happen! Thanks for reading <3 Enjoy filthy Anakin.

Word count: 3.1K (I know it’s long I got excited.)

Anakin wasn’t a sore loser, not by his definition at least. He just knew he could do better. That’s why when he lost against you again in a sparring session something began to boil his blood. He stood up and stared at you for a moment, you knew what that look meant.

“Again.” He spoke sternly, not at all to your surprise. His lightsaber was still ignited and held in front of him with shaking, frustrated hands. His eyes were glazed over as if possessed by the idea of winning. This had been your third session together and prior to you two partnering up you had been training for 4 hours.

“I’ve been at this for hours I would much rather go eat than tend to your bruised ego, Skywalker.” You put your lightsaber in its rightful spot on your hip and looked up at him with your arms crossed.

It was true that Anakin rarely lost but almost every time he did, it was to you. If you had a scoreboard to keep track, it wouldn’t look good for him. You were older by two years and therefore had more experience. Not by much, but enough to make a difference. He was strong, big, and extremely quick with his reflexes but you were small, agile, and had levels of pattern recognition too high for him to catch you off guard. All his best traits came to your advantage and he hated it.

“Cut the bullshit. I know you’ve got one more in you.” He spoke, his eyes looked your tired frame up and down. You didn’t, in fact, have one more in you but you still agreed. Your legs were hurting in places you didn’t think they could and your arms were burning so badly they might as well have been dipped in lava.

“Fine.” You muttered as you neared him, taking your spot across from him at the training ring. You readied your lightsaber and the sound of it igniting filled your ears. His expressions were small, almost unnoticeable, but you could see how riled up he was in the small movements of his lip twitching and his eyes flickering from you to your lightsaber. You knew your mind wasn’t in it, your Master would have sent you to bed at the sight of you and you knew Obi-Wan wouldn’t encourage Anakin in the state he was in, as well.

A hint of something flashed across his face when you agreed and that settled the feeling you had, this would not be an easy one. The rivalry you two had was nothing more than friendly competition in the eyes of most but truth be told you were both too similar and stubborn, and it really did feel like you were truly enemies sometimes.

“Any day now, Y/L/N.” He spoke in that cocky tone that made you want to slash his head clean off his neck. You tightened your grip and swung first, the sound of your lightsabers clashing echoed through the large, now empty room. This was the best way to do it, offensive to start, swinging so he had the confidence that he could block your blows. Then when you began to feel even the slightest bit of exhaustion you’d play the defense, which was your specialty, until he spent himself. The rest? Too easy.

Your legs, while in pain, moved quickly. You dodged and rolled away from him multiple times. You enjoyed the feeling of him having to come to you, in the same way a dog owner experiences contentment when their dog obeys their commands.

You didn’t know what happened. You didn’t even know how it happened in the moment. He swung directly down your middle and you blocked him, pushing him back with a grunt. The noise he made in response was almost animalistic. It shocked you for just a fraction of a second but he swung and your block was delayed. He didn’t expect it and neither did you so when the swing connected to your leg you both froze. His reaction time, bless the Maker for it, was quick enough for him to stop before he melted your leg clean off but not quick enough to prevent it from grazing you.

You staggered back, retracting your lightsaber. Not a word left either of your mouths for a few seconds, though it felt more like a lifetime. The adrenaline was helping you feel less of the pain but it wasn’t fixing much.

“I didn’t think you’d connect.” You said through gritted teeth as your face contorted in pain. You dropped down on your ass to inspect the wound. “I didn’t think you’d fail to block.” He muttered as he rushed over to lean down next to you.

“I’ll get to a medic. Just leave me alone.” You nearly seethed at him. “I knew you weren’t the nicest sparring partner but I didn’t know you played dirty when you’re mad.” You pushed yourself off the ground, your injured leg bent at the knee as you hopped toward the exit of the training room.

Anakin narrowed his eyes as he walked next to you, not bothering to help due to your comment. “I don’t play dirty. Watch that loud mouth. It’ll be the reason you eat through a straw one day.” His hands were folded behind his back as he watched you struggle to get up the steps to get back into the temple.

“Whatever.” You rolled your eyes and held on to the railing for dear life as you hopped up each step. You felt an arm slide across your back and under your armpit.

“I’ll show you dirty if you keep this up.” He muttered, it was barely audible but you heard it and decided the pain in your leg was far more important than his incessant rambling.

“Don’t touch me.” You seethed but you made no attempt to move away from him. He looked down at you and you got the reply of sweet silence. For once, he chose not to respond.

“The medical bay is in the opposite direction-“ You started. “Shut up. It’s just a surface scratch. I can clean it out for you and avoid us both getting in trouble for training after hours when we should have been eating.” He said sternly and a laugh escaped your mouth followed by a short wince.

“You mean avoid yourself getting in trouble. I wouldn’t get in shit over this. You challenged me and hurt me.” You responded. He shook his head and continued walking over to the dormitories. You recognized the hallway he was walking down to be the boys sector. You decided to bite your tongue for the time being. The wound, while not dangerous, was painful and you wanted to save your energy for something more worth while.

He opened the door to his room and placed you down on the small chair by his desk before turning to close the door. He walked away from you to find medical supplies while you inspected the wound and poked the skin around it, wincing in pain.

“Do you enjoy hurting yourself or something?” He muttered as he returned to see you poking away at your sensitive skin. You dropped your hand and looked up at him, your eyes followed him as he kneeled in front of you. You’d rather die than admit it but he did look good on his knees. Again, you stuck with the cold shoulder response, it was easier when you didn’t argue with him. You averted your gaze fairly quickly when he looked up at you for a moment. You didn’t even feel his hands on your hips until he spoke.

“Up.” His hands rested on the waistband of your pants and you cocked an eyebrow. “No funny business.” You muttered as you raised your hips to allow him to get the pants off and have better access to your thigh.

“Only in your dreams.” He spoke with a level of confidence that made you want to scream and rip his hair out of his head, but still, you stayed fairly silent.

He cleaned and dressed your wound, his touch was softer than you’d expected apart from the moments you would flinch and he’d use a bit of strength to hold your leg in place. “You’re gonna need new pants.” He said, his face was close enough to your skin that you felt the air leave his mouth as he spoke and it immediately created goosebumps on your legs. It was clear he noticed it because he did it again. “What? Is it cold in here?” His low voice sent vibrations to your leg and they flared up in little bumps again. His eyes trailed up your leg and the rest of your body until they finally rested on your own eyes. There was a look in his eyes that you had never been able to pin point and he had it often when he’d speak to you.

“Give me my stuff. I think we’re done now.” You said with a look of annoyance blanketing your expression. He followed promptly with a ‘tsk’ and his low voice, almost a growl, spoke again. “I don’t think we are.” His grip on your thigh squeezed gently and you tried snapping your legs shut only to be met by the barrier of his stupid head.

“What’s your deal, Skywalker?” You ask, your eyes boring holes into his own. You never made a single effort to move away, something about him was entrancing. His thumbs traced circles on your inner thigh by your hips and your legs twitched. You could feel your heart in your throat as he stared you down with the same intensity at you. A smirk curled at the corner of his lips when he felt you get nervous.

“What’s yours?” He mused as his hands travelled up to your waist and he pulled you down from the chair to sit on his lap where he was kneeling on the floor. A soft gasp escaped your lips and you felt a hand push on the back of your neck. Your foreheads were touching now and it felt like all the oxygen in the room had some how disappeared. Your hands instinctively rested on his chest as you straddled him.

Your mind was moving too quickly for you to say anything and before you knew it you felt his lips press against yours. His hand moved from its place on your neck to bunch up your hair and he held it in a tight grip causing a gasp to leave your mouth again.

‘I’ll show you dirty.’ His words from earlier rang in your head and you felt yourself shiver. He pulled away from you and laid you down on the cold, hard floor.

“Anakin-“ You started and he climbed over top of you, caging you in with his arms. “Years. I’ve spent years resenting you for the way you make me feel. Years watching you strut about and walk around with the confidence of thinking you’re better than I am. I hate how you speak to me and I hate the way you act.” He spoke, his eyes never left yours and your eyebrows furrowed.

“If you hate me so much why are you on top of me?” You found enough air to finally say something, your words came out shaky and breathless. “There’s one thing I can do to make myself feel better than you.” Anakin’s head dipped toward your neck as he spoke, he licked a stripe up from the base of your neck to the bottom of your ear before biting on your earlobe.

Your body quivered again and he smiled against your ear when a yelp left your mouth at the feeling of teeth biting down. “I can make you look pathetic and desperate. Just like you look right now.” He whispered again, your cheeks reddened and a small whimper left your mouth as he bit down on your neck, leaving small kisses between each bite. You couldn’t speak, you could barely breathe but you liked it. Your hands reached around to tangle into his hair and you pulled him up to make eye contact with you before pushing your lips against his in a desperate manner, open mouths collided as his tongue slipped into yours. After all the years spent being at each others throat when this is what you’d always wanted, you didn’t hesitate to push it to where you needed it to go.

Your hands fumbled with his utility belt and he smiled before lifting a single arm from beside your head to undo it in a moments notice. He sat back on his heels and pulled your belt off, your robe and tunic promptly followed. Your bare skin shivered as you laid back on the tile floor in his room and he smiled down at you. “Too pretty for your own good.” He mumbled as he pulled your underwear from your body leaving you completely vulnerable while he was still clothed. Your hands went for his robe and he pinned them down above your head, his hair flopped over his forehead in a way that made him look absolutely delectable.

He shook his head and another ‘tsk’ followed before he ducked down and placed his mouth right on your nipple that had hardened from the cold floor and excitement. A moan escaped your mouth and you bit down on your lip to stifle it. His eyes flickered open and he looked directly into your own, eye contact was definitely something he enjoyed. His free hand grasped at your chin and his thumb pulled your lip from between your teeth. “Try and hide how good you feel again and you’ll regret it.” His voice was stern and it made your head spin. You nodded.

“Use your words.” He said again and your back arched a little as his mouth returned to your nipple. “Y-yes, Anakin.” Your breathless words came out almost unintelligible. “Louder.” He said and grazed his teeth over your hardened bud. “Yes, Anakin.” You said louder as the shock of the feeling engulfed you. He smiled against you and returned to his position of hovering above you.

His hand trailed down your body agonizingly slowly, stopping right where your pussy was. His fingers traced the outside and you squirmed beneath him. “Please..” You whispered and his eyes darted back to yours. “Please what?” He spoke with his fingers still tormenting you, dancing around where you needed them the most. “Please, Anakin.” You whimpered and he smiled. “So fucking pretty when you say my name.” His mused, his voice almost came out as a low hum as his fingers finally slid up and down between your folds, picking up the juices that had collected. He pushed his lubricated fingers against your swollen clit and started to rub small, slow, circles against it. Your entire body jerked and he let go of your hands to press your hips down, your tailbone pushed against the tile and you winced causing your eyes to squeeze shut. You felt his fingers stop and instead felt a hand push your cheeks together causing your eyes to snap open, the smell of your pussy wafted toward your nose and a moan escaped your lips.

“Look at me. Don’t close your fucking eyes.” Anakin said, pushing your face to the side and letting go. His hand reached back down between your legs and he slipped two fingers into you. A yelp escaped you as he began to slide in and out, curling his fingers upward. Your eyes didn’t dare leave his as he continued to graze against the top wall. Your legs squeezed and his body kept them from closing. “Open your fucking legs.” He seethed and removed his other hand from holding you down to push your leg back down before returning to its spot on your hips. You pulled your legs apart and he continued to stare into your eyes. He ducked down and his tongue pushed against your clit as he fingered you.

“Y-yes.. Please..” You moaned as he began to flick his tongue against the nerve endings. He still hadn’t broken eye contact and you felt a knot begin to form in your stomach, your legs began to shake as well. His mouth moved away from you but his hand continued to defile your hole. “You cum when I say so, desperate bitch.” He spat and slowly returned to licking away at your clit. Your eyes widened and your breath hitched loudly in your throat. Your cheeks and ears burned at the words that fell through his lips.

“Yes, Anakin.” You said through your moans. You began clenching your pussy to hold back but that made the feelings even more amplified. Your breathing began to get heavier and heavier as you tried to take your mind somewhere else to keep yourself from going against his words but it was nearly impossible when you were forced to stare directly at him. He went on for what felt like an eternity before whispering against you. “Now.” He said and the vibrations of his voice made your entire body convulse as you let yourself go. You whimpered and squirmed while he held you in place. The knot in your stomach unraveled and warmth spread through your whole body, you couldn’t help but squeeze your eyes shut as you whimpered his name like it was the only word you knew. He pulled his fingers out and used your robe to wipe them off, his mouth followed shortly. He threw your clothes back at you and stood up.

“You can go now.” He said with a hint of a triumphant smile gracing his features. You sat up and immediately began to put the clothes back on, suddenly feeling far too vulnerable for your liking. When you stood up he grabbed you by your arm and pulled you toward him as he stared down at you with a firm grip on your bicep.

“Watch that wound and come back tomorrow.” He said with a voice that would have made any innocent bystander believe that nothing had happened in the last ten minutes. He placed a surprisingly gentle kiss on your head and his free hand moved your hair from your face.

You simply nodded and mumbled a quick, “Yes, Anakin.” before ducking out of his room and speed walking back to your own quarters, praying nobody saw you and suspected anything. You knew exactly how proud and cocky he looked as you left, you didn’t even need to look back at him. You felt like the dog obeying commands now and you really liked it, too.

PART TWO HERE YA NASTIES

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Kittyincidence

request: can i req a needy kitty jisung (skz) ?? Summary: After meeting a Hybrid down on his luck you were surprised at how he made such an impact of your life.

word count: 6k || hybrid!Jisung, dry humping, smut, lots of plotttt, knotting, kissing, heatish, cat jisung ends me

a/n: this took me way to long sorry enjoy my cat Jisung fantasy. the title is a txt reference lol. edited a little bit not as much as I would have preferred. I have a lot of fics planned for Halloween so please look forward.-admin Hime. 

The night air was humid as you walked home from work. Sighing your feet already numb from working and your mind so dazed from the events today. Your boss giving everyone a 30 min lecture of ‘how to be more productive’, spilling coffee on your skirt and your pc failing on you before the day ended.

Cranking your neck you from how tight it was you entered your local the convenient store. The bright lights of the store making you wince slightly. It was empty you noted going toward snack aisle filling your small cart with junk food ramen, chips, and drinks.

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Summary: When trying to deal with your hybrid’s sudden obssesion with milk, you would have never guessed that things would turn out so differently. 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Smut, hybrid!au, fluff

Word Count: 3k

A/N: This is a two-shot! So please keep in mind that there will be a second part to this story! Any who, this fic contains heavy dom/sub undertones, graphic descriptions of sex, degrading names, slight milk/lactation kink… urmm if you don’t know what that is, maybe this fic isn’t for you :’) Also breeding/mating kink. The majority of the smut will be in the second part! Thus, you have been warned!

“Yoongi.”

“What?”

“If you’re looking for the milk, you’re not allowed to have any.”

“Excuse me?” the hybrid questioned, almost sounding like he was mocking you.

You sighed as you looked up from your spot on the couch, to see Yoongi standing still at the refrigerator, with his head craned towards you, waiting for your replying.

You knew by the way his long black tail snapping up and down behind him in harsh movements, was an indication of how annoyed he was. You couldn’t even see his dark eyes properly since his black fringe was covering them partially, but you could already just imagine the intimidating glare upon them.

You could easily read his emotions because you’ve been living with him since you were only 7 years old. At the time, you were mindlessly on the carpet playing with your stuffed animals, when your parents came home with your mother holding the hand of a young boy. He looked close to your age, maybe a couple of years older. He had porcelain like skin, which contracted his dark black hair. And you remembered the look of excitement that graced your chubby face when you saw two furry white ears atop of his head, and a long furry tail that swayed slowly behind him.

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ride my thigh

Son Hyunwoo x Chae Hyungwon (Showhyung / Hyungnu) | saw a gif and tweet and had to write this | Thigh Riding | wc: 1.8k

Warnings: thigh riding, language, smut references

Summary: Hyungwon accidentally let it slip to Hyunwoo that he has great thighs, and it’s not Hyunwoo’s fault that he offers Hyungwon a ride.

 a/n: i saw a tweet about that gif saying that hyungwon definitely wants to ride shownu’s thighs, and i agree. so here. i wrote this. this is not the gif btw, but if u watched weekly idol then u know that part where shownu hyungwon clings onto shownu? yes that part.

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Hot Toddy (Requested)

Anonymous said: Hello! I just left a tip for you because your writings are so good and well thought out. I was wondering if I could request a scenario or something where the reader is comforting Jooheon because he isn’t feeling the most confident and they end up having sex due to all the love in the air. 😂😭 I find that to be the most romantic and intimate thing. Thank you! And I look forward to part two of the series with Jiho. 😭❤️

Jooheon x Female Reader

Rated: M for Smut

Tags: NSFW, Smut, Fluff, Mild Praise

Author’s Note: Thank you endlessly for the kind words, the request, and the tip ;A; ♡ This was fun to write and I love Jooheon soooo much, I hope that I did him justice and I really, really, really hope that you like it!!! 

Now I have to try my best to look at him when a straight face and not think about this fic when I meet him in a few weeks skjfbsjkfbs. 

“Jooheon, we have to go! You still aren’t ready?” You leaned against the doorframe and sighed when you saw Jooheon’s limp form on his bed. He was faced away from you but you could see the steady rise and fall of his breathing silhouetted against the legion of white flurries dancing outside of his window.

You strode briskly over to him, brushing off the few stray snowflakes that had managed to cling to your hair, and shook his shoulder roughly.

“I’m awake. I just don’t want to go.”

You tried to pull him onto his back so you could see his face but he was faster than you, pulling his blanket over his head at lightning speed and leaving only a few tufts of his black hair sticking out from the top.

You sighed again, exasperated, running a hand through your hair and glancing at your wristwatch anxiously.

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Join Me - Peter Ballard

Show: Stranger Things

Pairing: f!reader x Peter Ballard/Henry creel/001

Tags: short (ish) fluff, Peter one-shot, fanfic

Warnings: mention of blood, violence, st4 spoilers!

Summary: Peter is under the impression that you died. Peter knows he cant live without you, but he soon wants revenge. Little does he know, you weren’t really gone after all.

Notes: This was so rushed I’m sorry if it ended up being terrible, feel free to correct me on any mistakes!!

This is also my first post on here!! I actually kind of like tumblr, and I’m planning on writing more here. Feel free to ask for requests. Preferably Peter Ballard but I also wrote down some more fandoms in my bio :)

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Nightly routine

Bts Yoongi!Hybrid x reader fluff

Addicting. That’s what Yoongi would call your scent. He couldn’t get enough of how you smelt. He would walk up to you purring. His soft black cat ears twitching as he hugged you, his tail swaying softly and he took in deep breaths. It was funny,

He loved the way you smelt when you had just come home from work and smelt sweaty. He said it showed how womanly you were and how healthy you were.

But his favourite smell of all, was when you just finished having a shower before bed. So much so that one day he asked if he could stay in the bathroom while you showered. Curious of how you smelt so delicious after. He sat there on the floor. Tail wrapped around his waist as he watched with fascination. It wasn’t a sexual vibe. It was loving, appreciative, passionate. He watched as you slowly lathered your hands with a special pre wash conditioner you used to stop your hair from being frizzy the next day and massages it into your scalp leaving it to set in for a few minutes while you washed your feet and lower body with your rose body wash.

The smell of the pre wash conditioner and the rose body wash Yoongi was beginning to recognise these from your scent and he purred lightly causing you to smile widely at him blowing him a kiss before rincing you hair. You used your shampoo and washed your upper body. Then after rincing it all out you used your conditioner. The smell to Yoongi was nothing short of euphoric. He lifted his nose higher into the air sniffing wildly. You stepped out of the shower and reached for a towel when Yoongi jumped up and started licking your neck and shoulders in order to taste your scent a bit clearer. He normally did this when you’re both in bed. It shows how much he cares for you.

“Yoongles,” you chuckle as he wrapped the towel around your body.

Once you’re both in bed he cuddles up to your back like always and lays your hair out behind you shoving his face into your hair and pulling you flush against his body he falls asleep to the smell of your hair, the steady beating of your heart mixed with the sounds of your breathing. The feeling of you laying in his arms. You both sleep soundly.

Being awoken with licks and kisses on your neck is a normal way to wake. He calls it scenting you. So if you pass any other hybrids they know. You belong to someone. You belong to him.

— crime of passion.

request: “Hi! May I request having passionate sex with angel!Johnny 🥺”

word count: 0.476k

warnings: smut, fluff, angel!johnny au

a/n: this isn’t super smutty i know i’m sorry it’s a bit different from your request but i couldn’t help but make this one soft and passion ridden with not just sex but love. i hope you enjoy it regardless!! <3

Angel!Johnny watched over you every night; he was your guardian. Soon after he was assigned to guide you he was falling in love with you, to the point where he was ready to expose himself. And when he did you were surprisingly calm, happy even, that there was someone, or something, out there looking out for your well-being.

He loved you deeply. You fell in love with him as well.

He especially loved the way your thighs felt in his hands when he was in his human form, the way they melted at his touch. You enticed him the way no other human had, or ever will. He loved the way you spoke his name when he was inside of you, making love to you with such passion it could make you cry.

“I love you so much.”

The first time he said it you both cried. How could an angel love a human? It was a crime against nature, some would say. They were not meant to be together.

“I love you too.”

But then you said it back, and it was like every missing piece of each other’s lives fell together, filling in for what was broken. You mended each other. He may be your guardian, but to him, you were the angel.

The cries you let out when he was buried deep, hitting your sweet spot so nicely, whispering sweet nothings in your ear of how beautiful you were, how much he loved you, were music to his ears. And the noises he made when you put his member in your mouth, and bobbed your head up and down at just the right pace, were like a symphony to yours.

Crime against nature? Not so much. But a crime of passion, yes, you supposed that’s what you could call it.

The nights you slept with him, his arms wrapped around you, were your favorite. Though he didn’t sleep, he lied awake for hours, keeping track of your breaths while he grazed your hair. The nights where he felt you were having a nightmare, so he would place his hand on your head, and take the fear away. The nights where you were sick and couldn’t sleep, so he made you some warm tea and showed you some of your favorite past memories.

It was not just lust he was after. Though he was to guide your heart without bias, he couldn’t help but point it in the direction of himself.

05. hyunjin /  5813 words

stoner!hyunjin, softdom!hyunjin, female reader, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, cream pie, size kink, reader is quite obedient here, fluff

tw: mentions of drugs

a/n: i wrote the first part of this drabble on my sfw account but decided to expand it and wrote the smut part for it. i doubt you’ll see something similar, but if you do, that’s most likely me. / please do envision this hyunjin to look exactly like ta!hyunjin.

the smoke stopped bothering you as much as it used to.

starting from burned up cigarettes to block-shaped vapes to dried up marijuana—you were no expert when it came to drugs but the ones you can name from the top of your head, you have likely seen hyunjin smoke it, whether it was under the bleachers during the weekend football matches or at a secret corner of the school’s backyard where teachers rarely head to check for students.

well, he did stop smoking at the backyard ever since you told him not to because that was where the school bunnies were taken care of. that was the only one of many advice he has taken from you ever since you found out he was half-way down his path to becoming a chronic smoker.

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brad pitt x reader: naughty girl

summary: you flirt with leo and brad gets jealous LMAO

warnings: nsfw, huuuuge daddy kink, spanking

word count: 1416

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