Hi there💛 If im not too late may i request a smuttie sleepover with Ace Trappola?💛 I dont think he gets enough attention and I really like your writing style, thank you in advance!💛

Slumber Party

ace trappola x fem!reader wc: 727 tags: mutual masturbation not beta read!

thank you for the request! it sounds super fun to write! i did my best! i actually really like ace!

ramshackle was getting an emergency renovation after a magical explosion(thanks to grim) in your kitchen. when you had wailed to your friends ace and deuce, the fiestier between the pair suggested you come and sleep in heartslabyul and share a bed with him. his expression was smug, and he clearly expected you to turn him down for the third time.

but you didnt. you instead agreed to his offer with hopeful eyes, assuring him that you and grim wouldnt cause trouble during your stay. he looked shocked by your answer but didnt claim that he was joking like before. and now, here you were.

grim was sleeping soundly beside deuce in a bed not too far from yours. his soft snores filled the room as you laid curled up beside ace with your eyes fluttering open and close. he was awake and so were you. you were centimeters apart in the bed, originally starting out with a foot of space between you. your fingers would sometimes touch, your legs would rub against one another, and eventually the two of you would roll over to face one another. 

“are you tired?” you asked him softly, reaching to pull at the hem of his shirt. a soft gasp left your lips when you felt something hard pressing against your belly. he shook his head in the darkness, and gently wrapped his hand around your wrist. “im having trouble sleeping so…” he trailed off as his grip loosened. he looked away from you, struggling to keep his hips still. “i need to go to the bathroom.” he murmured as you chewed at your lower lip. “its a guy thing, you wouldnt get it.” 

he sounded pouty and slowly prepared to sit up. “what if i help you?” you offered, rubbing your thighs together feeling excited by the idea. “we dont have to.” ace muttered awkwardly and reached to move the covers aside. you moved your hand to palm at his hard-on tucked beneath his boxers. “i want to.” you purred softly and leaned in closer. your lips met his in a gentle kiss, lips meshing sweetly together as a soft moan left ace. you massaged him gently as he deepened the kiss. his hips rolled against your hand and he began to relax beneath the covers. 

his hands pulled at your pajama shorts as you eased his boxers down. hands fumbled in the dark as he began to massage your pussy with his fingers. your tongues collided and swirled, silencing your moans and whimpers as ace slipped a finger inside of you. 

this was something you had wanted for a while. you always thought ace was cute. even with his nasty personality and the way he would tease you. how he was the first person you met when you came here. how he was the first person by your side no matter what. a soft yelp escaped when he pushed another finger inside you and pumped hurriedly against a bundle of nerves that left your stomach twisting with need.

his cock was hard in your palm and you stroked slowly. you pulled away from the messy makeout in dire need of air. your could feel yourself nearing the edge from the way his fingers pumped and pressed against that bundle of nerves inside of you. his thumb gently rubbed at your clit, leaving your legs shaking. you could see his face reddening as you rubbed your thumb against the slit of his cock. the pearl of precum left his tip sticky as you pumped and pumped, feeling him twitch and flinch beneath you. “fuck m’gonna cum…” he whined under his breath as you moved your hand faster, and you rolled your hips against his fast pumping fingers. your heart was racing in anticipation. you wanted to cum. you wanted ace to cum. 

“feels good. feels so good…” he groaned, his hips humping against your hand as he curled closer to you. your lips were captured in a messy kiss as you came undone on his fingers with a soft sob. with rough and messy strokes, ace groaned in your mouth, and opalescent sperm coated your knuckles and fingers. hot and sticky, leaving you both spent beneath the blankets. you and ace pulled away, panting softly in the darkness. you were glad you shared a bed with him this time.

Practice After School

toxic!jamil viper x fem!reader wc: 1443 tags: jamil is toxic/choking/not enough prep/cervix kissing not beta read!

hi hi hi everyone! this is something i made for fun! i had some jmeal brainrot and i needed to post it! i made this really fast so dont worry about mistakes!

the basketball court was empty. all of the basketball club members had gone back to their respective dorms for the day. except jamil. he was angrily dribbling the ball against the linoleum as you sat in on the bleachers with a frown. nrc had lost yet another game. according to jamil and his long rants, it was the fault of ace and floyd arguing over the ball and floyd gut punching someone on the opposing team. had they not had so many fouls and a sense of teamwork they wouldve had the game in the bag. It had pissed him off and you would be the one to face the consequences of his teams actions until jamil had felt better. he had stayed after school for about an hour now and the sun was starting to set. the soft swoosh of the mesh net caused you to lift your eyes from your phone as jamil continued to practice with his audience of 1. you didnt mind waiting and watching. but jamil only looked more and more frustrated with each layup and rebound.

it was time to go. at least for you. you wanted to change out of your outfit of black leggings and your oversized nrc sweatshirt and your long white socks that stuck out of your sneakers. you stood from where you sat in the bleachers, making your way down to the court where he continued to practice. his long braided bun was starting to fall loose and he was shimmering from a thin film of sweat coating his cinnamon brown skin. he was panting softly as he dribbled mindlessly. back and forth, switching from his right hand to his left. his grey eyes were locked on the mesh net and you could see his pink tongue poking out from the corner of his lips. “jamil?” you called his name, and he didnt hear you. let alone notice you. “jamil!” you snapped him out of his concentrated state and he snapped his head in your direction. his eyes scanned over you and he looked annoyed that you had called his name. “if youre tired of waiting then just go. stop acting like im holding you captive here.” he scoffed and went back to dribbling. his practice jersey had fallen untucked from his shorts. jamil was pushing himself too hard. 

you sighed and crossed your arms over your chest. “you dont have to take everything out on me. its not my fault the team lost.” you clicked your tongue and the sound of dribbling had stopped. you had his attention. 

“youre so quick to blame everyone else. but hey, if youre so perfect? carry the team next time if it bothers you so much.” you huffed with annoyance as his face began to contort with anger. jamil had no right to be such an asshole to you. even if you usually took the verbal abuse (and rarely physical) he still had no right. your eyes locked with his and you could feel your body suddenly growing heavy. “do you have to be so mouthy?” he asked you a question. jamil was using his unique magic on you again. it wasnt the first time hes used this spell on you. it wasnt that you liked it, but you did always feel extra turned on when he did. the lack of control left your thighs trembling and your cotton panties sticky. “im mouthy because youre mean to me.” you spoke honestly as you swayed back and forth. jamils eyes were scanning you over again. “undress, just the bottom half.” he commanded with an uncaring tone. why should he care about being ‘mean’ to you. he would apologize by getting you something expensive as his im sorry gift so he wouldnt have to say it himself. and you would be staying by his side as always. 

your hands were slow as you hooked your thumbs into the waistband of your black leggings and pulled them down along with your seamless, dark brown colored panties. you went to take them off along with your shoes until jamil grabbed you by your arm. “youre moving too slow.” his grip was so rough. you flinched in your hypnotized state and yelped when he tossed you to the ground. hes just in a bad mood. your heart raced as he pulled on your ankle, slipping between your legs as your bunched leggings and panties locked him in place. you sat up on your arms, watching in a daze as jamil nudged his shorts down to expose his hardened cock. long, and not too thick. it always hit your cervix, even when you cried out that he was too deep he wouldnt stop. jamil would impale you over and over with his cock until your pussy was overflowing with his pearlescent sperm and you felt that familiar soreness in your tummy. you struggled to fight back your soft moans as he rolled his hips back and forth against your throbbing pussy. the veins and the feeling of his tip rubbing against your clit made you shudder. you wanted more. but pride was preventing you from begging. “whats with that face?” jamil asked. he still sounded annoyed. you looked up at him and winced when his other hand wrapped around your throat and pinned you against the hard linoleum floor. he was so rough when he was mad. but where others saw pain you found pleasure. “im sorry jamil.” you apologized under a moan and he started to squeeze. your lungs started to burn from the lack of air and you noticed his displeasure. “no, you know you arent supposed to use my name during sex. are you an idiot?” he growled and you shook your head. 

“m’sorry master.” you whimpered as he smacked his cock against your slick opening. “sorry for what?” he growled and demanded an answer. “sorry for being mouthy.” you wheezed out as he relaxed his hand and allowed you to breathe. “very good.” he purred with another smack of his hard cock against your opening. he adjusted himself to be lined up with your entrance. with a shallow push, he had fit the tip of his cock inside. jamil was throbbing, a soft ‘fuuuck’ left his lips as you moaned with the desire for more. you wanted all of him buried inside of you. he gave your throat another sudden squeeze which pulled a strangled cry out of your mouth. jamil began to force the rest of his cock inside as your thighs shook. the lack of air. the familiar fullness. the disrespect. you enjoyed it. you always did. 

“open your mouth. stick out your tongue.” he commanded with a firm tone as you relaxed your jaw and stuck out your tongue per jamils command. he gathered up saliva in his mouth, and spat on your pink tongue. your heart was racing again as you savored the taste of his spit. when he told you to savor the taste, you were delighted to. his hips began with slow and shallow thrusts, the sound of skin against skin echoed in the empty gymnasium as he began to move deeper and deeper inside of you for that special spongy spot he loved so much. you were getting hot in your sweatshirt, but you didnt have the power to inform jamil. you allowed him to fuck you against the linoleum floor. his free hand steadying himself above you as he pounded into your tight hole, finally smacking your cervix. “so deep master…” you whined as tears pricked your eyes. over and over again he smashed the tip of his cock into your cervix where he knew he would bruise you. where he knew you would end up sore and struggling to walk. jamil fought to bite back his moans and shook his head. his braided bun finally falling loose as he hunched over you to continue drilling you with his cock. all of his anger. all of his frustration. he planned to fuck it into you. you couldnt take much more and quickly came unraveled. your legs shook from your orgasm as jamil fucked you through it. the slick coated his cock and he was able to move faster. with the stutter of his hips and the strangled threat of him on the edge of cumming, you leaned up to kiss jamil. you were rewarded with a small peck as he snapped his hips against you. falling boneless as his cock pulsated and filled you with his thick sperm. you could feel it overflowing from your hole and pooling beneath you with the mixture of your slick. 

you loved it. 

Hungry As Hell

beelzebub x fem!reader wc: 314 tags: pussy eating not beta read!

beel is one of my faaaaves other than mammon! i want him to squish me n' kiss me! i wrote this really fast cause i was brain rotting like crazyyyyyy!!!!!!!

you squirmed against the mattress, covered in a thin sheen of sweat as your mouth fell open. moans spilling freely past your drool covered lips as you tugged and clawed at the wine colored sheets. beel had kneeled beside the bed, making it much easier for him to access your much smaller body. his fat tongue swirled and flicked your clit, stimulating it over, and over, and over again. his large hands had a firm grip on your hips, leaving your legs thrown over his broad shoulders as he savored each orgasm he could get from you. 

you had lost track of how many orgasms you had given him. how many times he had gotten your toes to curl, your legs to shake, your juices to squirt and cream all over his mouth and chin. you could hardly think anymore.

“b-beel please- m’gonna die.” you were not going to die. but another orgasm might push you into the teetering edge of unconsciousness. “mmmm?” his deep and curious grumbled made you whimper as he pulled his mouth away from your cunt. the muscles twitched and throbbed, craving more and more of his attention until eventually your body ceased to function. “are you really going to die? i havent finished… i want to taste you a little more…” he complained with gentle kisses to your inner thighs. his spiky orange bangs clung to his forehead (you werent sure if it was cum or sweat) and his violet eyes with hints of pink would dart from you, and back down to your aching pussy. “just a lil bit…?” he mumbled a sad plea. you weakly reached out a hand and scratched his scalp with a tired smile. “just a little…” you cooed, flinching when he grinned and stuffed his face between your thighs to suckle your clit hungrily. 

he didnt plan to stop until you actually fainted.

Homegirl

yuji itadori x fem!reader wc: 1693 tags: weed sex/yuji calls you baby not beta read!

yuji is the type of guy who grows feelings for his girl best friend. i wanna kiss him so bad...

your toes curled in your fluffy socks as you sat beside yuji on his living room couch. well, his older brothers living room couch. you had been so busy with college you didnt have time for your best friend; until now. it was finally spring break, and you were finally back in your hometown. of course you were staying with your parents for the week since they wanted to see you, but they werent the only people you came back for.

when you told yuji you were back, he blew up your phone with excited texts and begged to facetime you. of course you agreed. you talked with him all night and woke up laughing together when you realized you fell asleep on the phone with one another. 

no one was closer to you than your homeboy yuji itadori. 

when you were free that evening, he invited you over to smoke. of course you said yes. you told your parents you were going to see yuji and jumped on your old bike, riding down to his place with a bag of weed in your back pocket, and a lighter in the front of your denim shorts. yuji lived in the big house two blocks ahead of yours. it was impossible to miss and the two of you always loved doing everything together. its funny how things worked out that way. 

you jumped off your bike, throwing it in his front yard as you ran up to his front door. he beat you to it. with a big shimmering smile, he wrapped you up in a tight hug and pulled you into his house. the sun was starting to set, and the smoke session was about to begin.

choso was nice enough to let you and yuji smoke in the house instead of sending you to the porch. as long as you didnt burn anything down. “its been so long since we smoked together, im sorry i only have cruddy weed.” you apologized while eyeing your crumbs of cheap weed nobara had slid you. 

an exchange for you being so kind as to drop her off at a sneaky link. the room was lit via the tv and a small table lamp on the side of you, making your contribution even more pathetic. “you know i would never ask you to bring weed. and this is all my brothers anyway.” he snickered as he emptied the shredded tobacco from the cigar wrap into a little, black grocery bag. “sukunas? he wont be mad?” you asked with worry as yuji rolled his eyes. “he stole my favorite red nike dunks. so im stealing some of his weed.” he frowned as he got into the much larger bag of weed to break up a few nugs. 

“be the bigger person.” you joked and gently nudged his thigh with your foot before your eyes returned to the tv. the two of you had put on an anime to watch, but neither of you were actually paying attention to it. just some background noise for the smoke sesh. with the blunt now rolled (and pearled) yuji scrambled for a lighter among the snacks and bottles of water. “here,” you pulled one out of the front pocket of your jean shorts. “dont lose it.” you smiled at him as he took your lighter. your fingers brushed his but you thought nothing of it.

you were yujis homegirl. and of course he was your homeboy. people always assumed you were dating, but that wasnt the case. you did have some unsavory thoughts about yuji from time to time, but he was your friend before he was an object of your desire. the blunt was passed to you and the ceramic ashtray was moved to the center for the both of you to share. 

the weed was superb. sukuna really was the greatest plug. making yuji the greatest plug via association. your eyes were starting to feel heavy as you leaned against yuji with the brown blunt becoming shorter and shorter. “should we roll another? use the weed i brought.” you offered him the blunt and he hummed in deep thought. you could see the shine of his thin gold chain dangling around his neck from the tvs glow. it pulled you in closer until yuji was holding the blunt, looking down at your hand resting on his thigh. 

“you okay?” yuji asked lazily as his body sank back against the velvet couch. you nodded, your hand still as you gave his muscled leg a small squeeze. his breath hitched softly as you moved in even closer. “whatre you doin?” he mumbled as the blunt hung from his lips. his eyes on you. “nothin.” you whispered as you eyed his crotch through his black basketball shorts. you were sitting on your knees now, your heart pounding in your chest until yuji grabbed you by the shoulder and pushed you away. his cheeks were red and he was frowning.

“you dont have to do that.” yuji didnt sound angry with you. just anxious. “i want to though…” you trailed off with a weak frown, watching yuji put the blunt in the ashtray. “lets do somethin for you too.” the offer was quiet, the tv casting you both in a colorful glow as your pink haired best friend inched closer on the couch.

your lips met. soft and welcoming. you knew in that moment that this was something you both wanted. your tongues met with each messy kiss, drool coating your chin as yuji made his way on top of you. your back was digging into the arm of the couch now. your heart racing as your arms wrapped around him with a whine leaving your lips as he pulled away and moved lower.  

“wheres choso?” you panted as yuji sucked and kissed along your jugular, lightly and cautiously. “sleep upstairs.” you pulled at the back of his shirt, stifling another whine. “sukuna?” you worried about him the most. “his babymama house.”yuji mumbled against your skin as his warm hands slipped under your shirt, pulling at the front clasp of your bra as he sucked and licked at your throat.

you wanted him to leave marks. more soft sounds passed your lips as yuji pulled away and bunched your shirt over your chest. your nipples hardened once they were exposed to the cool air of the room. he looked down at you, contemplating his next move as you pulled your hands away and tugged at his shirt. he took your silent request and pulled the article of clothing over his head and haphazardly dropped it to the floor. his chest was exposed, and he dove in for another round of kisses as his large palms massaged your breasts. you were like dough in his hands. moldable and pliable for him to enjoy. it was like one of many fantasies you silently wished would come true.

his hands moved to your jean shorts, pulling at the button and zipper as he kept your moaning lips distracted with his. the denim was being yanked down your hips with your panties bunched in the fabric. they dangled off of your ankle as his hands moved between your thighs. his thumb rubbed at your clit. his fingers pumped in and out of you carefully crooking upwards. swallowing your yelps and cries as you trembled beneath him with nothing short of delight. when the sound of shuffling clothing returned you felt the pooling heat in your stomach leave a dull burn as his fingers pulled away. 

you needed yuji inside of you. his cock rested against the meaty petals of your pussy, the tip of his cock meekly greeted your clit with a few light, affectionate rubs. “can i?” he whispered, his voice airy. needy. just as needy as you. you gave him a lazy nod for a response, your body tensing when his strong arms lifted your hips into his lap, leaving you bent as he sank his thick, throbbing cock into your soaked cunt. 

his hips rocked with yours, his gold chain swinging before your eyes. the anime was drowned out by wet smacks of skin and soft moans. each drag of his cock left you light headed. you clenched tighter around him, mumbling soft sobs and ‘oh fucks’ with each piston. the mushroomy tip of his cock nudged perfectly against that spongy wall inside you. “your body was made for my cock. feel it baby?” he cooed, leaning in to meet your lips with his own. his rhythm steady and quick as he fucked you against the leather couch, letting you drag your nails against the bare skin of his back. it felt so good. better than you could have imagined. maybe it was the weed. maybe it was the feelings you held onto. maybe it was in yujis dna to have excellent dick. whatever the answer was, it was leading you to an orgasm; fast. 

your toes curled in your fuzzy socks, your breathing quickened as yujis thrusts became sloppy and rough. a thin trail of spit connected the two of you as he pulled away, pushing your thighs apart to get even deeper inside of you. “s-so deep yuji- mm’cummin…” you whimpered pathetically as your pussy fluttered around him. sucking him deeper and deeper as he nudged against your cervix. the sudden feeling left the coil in your stomach winding impossibly tight as yuji nodded. “you can come. cum with me? cum with me please? please baby?” he huffed and panted as his cock throbbed inside of you.

you nodded, your body quaking as your orgasm hit you like a punch. your body writhed as yuji hunched over you with a deep growl.

his cock pulsed, the feeling of a gooey warmth left your thighs trembling. the throbbing sensation intensified as your body grew sensitive from overstimulation. you could feel the pearl colored cum starting to leak out of you along with your own juices. but thats not what you were worried about.

it was the post nut clarity telling you that you just fucked your homeboy on his older brothers couch. 

Just finished reading your toxic!jamil on ao3 ans came here to beggg for more pls

Any crumbs will do, hcs random thoughts or daily ocurrences between him and his s/o pls pls pls i need more toxic!jamil so badly but all i find are yanderes hypnotizing reader as if he needs to hypnotize me to get me all to himself orz

omg hi hi hi!!!! welcome from ao3 i def wanna make more jamil stuff! especially toxic!jmeal because its always yandere? leik......... i want jamil to be a toxic boyfriend who uses me and emotionally abuses me. 💗💗💗💗💗💗

ermm for toxic!jamil in my au he is very very possessive over you! he never really has to hypnotize you unless you say you dont wanna fuck him/not in the mood. he can be sweet when he wants to and he gets you clothes that match his and he makes you come to his basketball games. if you have an attitude he absoluuuutely has one back and hes super petty. he does bully you and sometimes hell say mean things if hes in a bad mood or if you make him mad. but he apologizes by kissing all over your face and pulling you close to his body. "come on baby i already said im sorry..." he needs you to openly say that you forgive him before he gives you a gentle fucking. where he sucks on your neck and covers you in bites to show he loves and wants you so bad and everyone will know youre his. he takes you on dates when hes not busy babysitting kalim and they always feel so sweet and then he says "never say i dont do anything for you." as youre leaving. hes hoping and suggesting that you give him head as a thank you, but its something he wants you to offer first. he still loves you so so so so sooooooo much he just has a hard time showing it!!!!!💗

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