#the seven deadly sins ban

[todomemolesta18]

From all the seven deadly sin who do you think have the best design?

Hm. While I like all the designs, Im gonna say Ban, cause everything from his design, from the clothes, the hair style and more, shows his personality in a perfect way.

[quack-quack-snacks]

Ok, for Ban x Reader request…

Smut, just pure smut.

As for what happens, Fem!Reader decides to try on the Boar Hat’s uniform and Ban cannot stop thinking about fucking her with that uniform on.

As for specific kinks: Ban having a giving and receiving praise kink, also a mild biting kink.

And possibly Ban referring to the reader as ‘doll’ as a term of endearment.

I like your funny words magic man 🪄

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Pairing(s): Ban x Fem!Reader Summary: Ban loves a woman in uniform. Warnings: Smut, porn with a little plot, praise kink, biting kink, cursing, uniform kink (?). Word Count: 3,394

“It's been so long since we’ve done something like this! We should have a girl’s day more often!” Diane exclaimed to you and Elizabeth as you all walked back to the tavern from the town. It was a quiet day when Elizabeth, Diane, and you decided to get away from the Boar Hat for a while and take a much-needed break. With all the fighting and chaos that’s been happening, it felt like you never got a chance to breathe anymore. 

“I agree! It's nice to get out every once in a while!” Elizabeth agreed and you smiled at the two girls. 

“If only we could do it more often, it seems like we never get a break anymore,” you complained, playfully throwing your head back while they laughed at your antics. 

Diane reached over to lace her arm through yours and pull you along, doing the same to Elizabeth on her other side. “Well, maybe we’ll just have to make it a tradition then!” She stated cheerfully. “I need whatever time I can get with you two while you’re not being hogged by the boys.”

Elizabeth blushed but you just looked at her, confused. “What do you mean by that?” You asked and she gave you a look like you were stupid. 

“You know exactly what I mean by that. Elizabeth,” she bumped her hip against the girl playfully which caused the girl to blush even more. “Keeps getting hogged by Meliodas whenever he’s around, always wanting her as close as possible because he likes her~” she drew out the end of her sentence playfully as Elizabeth brought both her hands up to cover her face. “And you are always being watched over by Ban. I swear, I never see you without him being somewhere nearby. Tell me,” she leaned close conspiratorially, dragging Elizabeth with her as they were still attached by their linked arms. “Are you two dating? What’s going on between the two of you?” 

Elizabeth brought her hands down, silently also curious about your answer and you felt the heat rise to your cheeks as you coughed awkwardly and looked away. 

“There’s nothing going on, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you refuted before seeing the Boar Hat appear over the hill you were climbing. “Oh look! We’re almost here, guess that means the questions are over! Darn, and I was really looking forward to answering them! Oh well!” You sarcastically told them and they laughed at the way you brushed them off. 

“Fine, keep your secrets,” Diane teased while poking your side lightly. 

The three of you laughed as you finally approached the entrance to the tavern and opened the door, the conversation changed from that of boys to one about the activities you all did earlier in the day. As soon as you all walked in, your eyes immediately locked on Ban. He was standing behind the counter, pouring leftover scraps into the food bowl of Hawks. The pig, still in his tiny form after the fight with the previous Holy Knight Grandmaster, Hendrickson, was sitting in the middle of the bowl, eating his heart away and his eyes shining like he was in heaven. Meliodas sat at the other side of the bar with his usual cup of Vanya Ale in his hands. 

The chime of the bell on the door caused the three’s attention to snap to the doorway you all were walking through. Ban’s eyes immediately found yours and he gave you a smirk. You blushed and looked away, Diane’s words ringing through your head as you mentally analyzed every single one of your interactions with the man. 

While you’d had a crush on the man for as long as you’d known him, you weren’t sure if he ever felt the same. He seemed softer with you than he did everyone else but you always thought it was just because you weren’t one of the sins. 

Then again, Elizabeth wasn’t a sin either and he never treated her the same way he treated you. 

“Hey guys! Welcome back!” Meliodas exclaimed with a smile as he stood up and walked towards the three of you. “How was your girls’ day?” 

“It was wonderful! There was this band that was playing in the street with dancers and everything! We also sto-“ Elizabeth’s words started to fade into the background while she explained what you did as you began to feel eyes glaring into the side of your head. Looking up, you saw the eyes belonging to the one and only Fox Sin. You shot him a smile when you made eye contact and he shot you a smirk back. Looking away when you felt the tap of an elbow against your side, you turned back to see Elizabeth heading up the stairs and Diane looking at you questioningly. 

“Are you going to come change with us?” She asked and you immediately nodded. With a smile and no other words spoken, she took your hand and started leading you up the stairs when you suddenly heard a familiar feminine scream. Chasing up the stairs to get to Elizabeth, you were shocked to find the room you shared with Diane in tatters. Ignoring that for the time being, Diane beat you to the chase as she asked if Elizabeth was okay. The girl nodded with wide eyes as she stared into the room. 

It was then you noticed the familiar large black and green hound tearing apart the clothes in your closet. 

“Oslo! Oslo!” You heard King call from upstairs before he came running down and saw you all. “H-hey Diane! Hey guys! Have you guys seen Oslo?”

Without a word, you all moved to the side so he could see his companion ripping apart your clothes. 

“Oslo, no! Bad hound!” He flew forward, grabbing onto the piece of clothing in the hound's mouth as he tried to stop him from damaging it anymore. 

Shaking your head, you sighed at the scene. A few clothes of Diane’s were ruined but the majority of the damage was done to the clothes in your closet. 

When King was finally able to drag Oslo out of your room, he rushed forward and started shouting his apologies. “I’m sorry! I don’t know how he got in there or why he would do that! Let me make it up to you!”

You laughed at his frantic words and just waved him off. “Don’t worry about it, King. Seriously, it’s not that big of a deal.”

“Not that big of a deal my ass,” You heard Ban say from behind you before his arm wrapped around your shoulders and his shoulders hunched down. “You need to make him pay up, Doll.”

The nickname made you pause but you shook your head, denying his suggestion and shaking off the heating of your cheeks at the same time. “No, really!”

“No, truly! I insist! I will make you brand-new clothes that will be even better than the ones you had previously!” King told you loudly with an adorable amount of determination. Smiling kindly, you rested a hand on his head since he was bowing down in an apology. 

“Okay, if that’s what you really want to do, then I won’t stop you. It’ll save me a shopping trip I guess,” you gave in to his wishes and he smiled at you awkwardly but his fists clenched in absolute resolve. Muttering another apology to you, he turned and started heading for his room on the top floor, dragging Oslo along with him by the hound’s ear. You sighed as you stepped into your room and examined the damage to your clothes. Everything was ruined. You were pretty sure there wasn’t a single piece of clothing in there that was wearable anymore. 

Diane walked up to stand next to you and winced at the sight. “Well that’s not good,” she mumbled before her eyes lit up with an idea. “I’ve got it!” She grabbed your arm and started pulling you down the stairs and into the pantry in the tavern’s kitchen. Letting go of you, she walked over to a large cupboard. When she opened it, you could see a multitude of the women's tavern uniforms in all different sizes hanging inside. “You can just borrow one of these for the time being until we get you your new clothes!” She exclaimed excitedly. “Now Elizabeth, you, and I can all match!”

A smile lit your face up from her over-exaggerated happiness at the idea and you reached inside the cupboard to grab your size of the outfit. “Sure, Diane. It’ll be exciting!”

Standing in front of the mirror, you looked at yourself in the outfit. While it was definitely not the type of outfit you would normally wear - with it being so revealing and the likelihood of your panties showing if you leaned forward even the slightest bit - you really liked how it looked. You could see why Elizabeth hardly wore the other clothes she had even on her days off of work. Diane was less consistent with her outfit choices. She often switched between her regular fighting leotard, the tavern uniform, and some other clothes she had in her closet. 

The uniform fit you like a glove. The single stocking - which you always found rather inconvenient and unnecessary but Meliodas always insisted on it - stuck to your thigh and surprisingly didn’t slip down once. The blouse circled your torso beautifully. The ruffles on the bottom and sleeves of the shirt were a nice touch along with the fabric that wrapped around your neck and hung in the front. While the skirt was a little too short for your liking, it still made you look good. You couldn’t help but admire yourself in the mirror as you wore it. You’d been getting ready to head down to do your normal ‘job’ of sitting at the counter and watching Ban work but you knew you were running late. 

You just couldn’t drag your eyes away from your reflection in the mirror. 

A knock interrupted your admiration and you walked over to the door to open it. It was both a surprise and not to see Ban standing outside your door, leaning against the door frame and towering over you. A low whistle escaped his mouth as he dragged his eyes across your body, admiring you just as you did a few minutes ago. 

“Damn. Looking good, Doll,” he complimented and heat rose to your cheeks. 

“Thank you,” you whispered, avoiding his eyes. “Why are you here?”

“Well I was coming to see where my favorite girl was but it looks like she was looking extra pretty up here instead of downstairs with me.”

He popped off the door frame and took a step towards you. Nervous, you took a step back and swallowed. His eyes followed to movement of your throat as he entered your room, closing the door behind him and securing the lock in place - all the while, never breaking his eyes on you. 

“Who knew my pretty doll was even prettier when she was all dressed up,” he said as he took more steps toward you. With your many steps back, it only took him a few to catch up to you. Your breath hitched when your back hit the wall and he leaned down, his arms trapping you in and leaving no escape.

Not that you want to escape.

“B-Ban?” You whispered as he looked at your lips. He put his face in the crook of your neck and moaned.

He fucking moaned.

“God, I love it when you say my name like that.” 

Gaining a sudden surge of confidence, you spoke again. “I can say it as many times as you want,” you told him after gaining a sudden surge of confidence. Leaning in so your lips grazed the shell of his ear, you whispered seductively, “Ban.”

The confident and more dominant nature you started to hold slipped through your fingers as he let his sharp teeth graze along the soft spot on your neck while his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you against him. You whimpered as you melted into his embrace and you could feel his smirk against your skin. 

“Pretty girl, do you know what you’re getting yourself into?” He teased, but there was a more serious undertone in his voice as he asked and leaned back to look you in the eyes. 

You brought your arms up to wrap around his neck and pull him down. His forehead rested against yours as you looked at his lips to avoid his intense scarlet gaze. “Maybe not exactly,” you confessed and leaned forward so your lips brushed against his. “But I want it anyway.”

“Fuck,” he whispered before closing the gap between the two of you and kissing you. Your fingers laced through his hair and you pulled him closer. You gasped when you felt his finger circle your thighs and lift you up. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he straightened up to his full height and kissed you more comfortably. 

He took advantage of your momentary surprise and entered his tongue into your mouth. You moaned around it as the two of you went to war with your mouths, struggling for dominance. He leaned off the wall, bringing you with him as he quickly walked over to your bed and threw you down. You gave a slight yelp at the sudden drop and looked up at him. Your lips were swollen and your breathing was ragged from the intense kiss. Sitting up, you put a finger through the belt loop of his pants and pulled him closer, feeling confident enough to look him straight in the eyes. 

You saw the way his eyes darkened as he kneeled on the bed, crawling until his face lined up with yours. 

“God, I just want to fuck you in this outfit. I do love a woman in uniform,” he exclaimed and you could feel the heat in your core rising. He leaned his face into your neck again, although this time he didn’t only skim his teeth along the column of your neck, he bit down. You let out a moan that quieted to a whimper when he did. It wasn’t hard enough to draw blood but it was hard enough for you to feel the sharp points of his canines. 

Oh, how you wished he would bite down just a little harder. 

“You want me to go harder?” He asked you from where his head was still buried in your neck. He started kissing and sucking at your skin, unbuttoning your top and pulling part of it off to reveal your shoulder. 

Taking a breath to calm your racing heart, you whimpered out a small, “Mhm.”

He smirked. “Good girl.”

He marked you all along your neck and shoulders, even going along the valley between your breasts and marking the flesh there. You had barely even noticed he continued to go further down your body until you felt his hot breath against your panties. Panicking at his possible reaction, you tried to squeeze your thighs shut but his hands held you open for his viewing pleasure. Sliding your panties down your legs tortuously slow, he tucked them into his pocket. 

“Wha-?” You protested but he shushed you, his hands squeezing the fat of your thighs and getting dangerously close to your heat. 

“I’ll have King make you some new ones or something,” he reassured you. 

You were about to protest more but the feeling of his lips caressing your inner thigh made all the thoughts in your head drift away. 

“Please,” you whispered to him after his continuous teasing. He constantly got closer to your core only to skip over it and switch to teasing and marking the other thigh. 

“You got it, pretty girl,” he relented and you let out a sigh of a moan when his lips finally met your clit. Bringing a hand down to his head, you weaved your fingers through his hair, bringing his face closer as you began to grind against his tongue. “Fuck, you taste so good, Doll. Could stay between these thighs forever,” he praised and you clenched around nothing. You let out a loud gasp when you felt his tongue enter you, his nose rubbing against your clit as he pumped his tongue in and out of your cunt. 

“Fu-uck,” you moaned brokenly. “Fuck, Ban. You feel so fucking good, don’t stop, don’t stop,” you begged and praised him. His finger squeezed your thighs harder and he moaned into you. 

It wasn’t long before you felt the knot tightening in your core and you warned him of what was to come. 

“Cum for me, Doll,” he encouraged, wrapping your legs around his head as he dug his tongue into you deeper, the long muscle hitting all the right spots inside of you to have you seeing stars. You did as told and came into his mouth. He stayed where he was for several minutes, lapping up your release as you came down from your high. “Shit, that was so hot.”

You blushed at his words and he chuckled, kissing your thighs before crawling back up to be hovering above your face. You grabbed the back of his neck and brought his lips onto your own in a slow, sensual kiss. It was so slow and distracting that you didn’t notice Ban pulling his pants down to his knees until suddenly he grabbed you by the waist and flipped your positions. He now leaned against the headboard of the bed while you hovered above his very above-average cock. He used a hand to hold it and drag the tip through your folds. He grinned and bit your lip when you moaned into his mouth. 

“You want me to fuck you, Doll?” He asked teasingly, barely slipping the tip of his dick through your folds before pulling out and focusing on circling your clit. 

“So badly,” you whimpered into his mouth and he groaned, the smirk on his face growing while precum started gathering on the tip of his dick, mixing with your release as he swirled them around. 

Without another word, he thrusted his hips up and buried his cock to the hilt in your heat. You moaned simultaneously at the feeling.

“So full~” you moaned out, leaning forward to capture his lips in another kiss.

“So tight,” he moaned out in return, allowing you to control the kiss while he controlled your hips to raise and fall along his dick. You could feel every vein, every twitch, every ridge of his cock inside you. It was almost too much but you couldn’t get enough of it. 

“Fuck, you’re so good for me, all for me. You’re mine, yeah?” He practically begged, whining in your ear now that he was finally inside of you. After months of pining, months of fucking his fist at the thought of you. Finally, finally, he had you in his grasp. “Say you’re mine, Doll.”

“I’m yours. Always been yours, Ban,” you confessed and stared deeply into his eyes. The two of you held eye contact as you both inched closer to your releases. The orgasms built inside you, the knot tightening and tightening. Ban moved his thumb so it pressed right against your clit and that was the final push you needed. You moaned, muffling it by kissing him as he continued to move your body for him. You whimpered at the sensitivity, but god, it felt so good. 

“You were fucking made for me. Just me. No one else’s. Just mine,” he growled out in your mouth and you could barely process his words, going dizzy with pleasure. With a few more pumps inside you, he came and slowly came to a stop. 

Falling forward onto his chest, he brought his arms up to encircle your waist and smooth his hands up and down your back. 

“Maybe we can make King pay up later, yeah?” He asked playfully, but you could hear the genuine question underneath. 

“Yeah, I think that sounds like a good idea,” he playfully told him in return and he smiled at you, kissing your forehead. 

The tavern may have been chefless but in that moment, neither of you really cared. 

[or0ch1maru]

♡︎EAT THIS♡︎

Men who are ABSOLUTE munchers. Their hands gripping your hips to pin you in place, keeping you from running. Licking a long strip through your folds before sucking your clit into their mouth. Eating you like a starved man. Only to let out a growl into your cunt when they feel your hands tangle and pull at their hair. Your thighs pressing down around their head as you cum, hearing a chuckle from between your legs as you squirt all over their face. Just for your man to still when he feels you buck and grind against his face, his nose hitting your clit repeatedly before shoving his fingers into you. Eliciting a pretty little moan from your lips.

TOJI, KENPACHI, SIR CROCODILE, KID, GRIMMJOW, Suguru, Satoru, Shunsui, HIDAN, KAKUZU, KISAME, Obito, Pain, ZETSU, Law, Mihawk, BAN

[pick1euwu]

he’s happy to see his son 🥹❤️

[keewu]

[zorria]

The sins waiting to pull up on Arthur if meliodas needed it still makes me happy 😭❤️

[lav-bee]

7DS x Reader Headcannons

You wipe off their kiss

Characters- Meliodas, Ban

❤️- read as romantic

Meliodas

- Stares at you for a moment in half disbelief

- Doesn’t blink and it kinda creeps you out

- Its almost as if-

- Did… did you break him?

- “You good?”

- Jumps on you and covers your face in kisses, not a spot is left untouched

- “Try wiping all of these off!”

- He’s all smiley and giggly as you try to push him off

- Uses his hands and squeezes your cheeks together to pucker your lips out

- Lays a fat kiss on your lips before moving away

- Gets a quick grope in and leaves you there stunned

Ban

- “You really wanna play like that?”

- Gives you another kiss -> you wipe it off again

- You dare wipe off his kisses!?

- See’s it as a challenge now!

- Kisses your forehead but this time when you go to wipe it off, he grabs both of your hands in one of his and pins you to the wall

- “Why are you try’na mess with me?” He smirks and uses his other hand to tip your face towards him

- Begins to kiss down your neck, “You don’t really think you can win, do you?” kisses down the other side

- Pulls away once he’s done to make sure you’re not actually mad at him and what he was doing

[euaphora]

i eat them oats!

✎ᝰ multi! x reader

“Don’t close your legs on me, you take what I give you!” He says as he spreads your legs apart, diving back in as he laps his tounge deep into your pussy. He looks up at you, watching you squirm and grip onto his hair even tighter than before as you moan out his name, begging for more.

“Feels good, doesn’t it? Poor baby, already sensitive and fucked out.” He mocked you, smiling at himself with the way he had such an effect on you with just his fingers and mouth. He removes himself off of you, missing his touch already you grind onto nothing as you hear small laughs coming from him. “So eager.”

“Don’t laugh! Cmon, put it inside me already, daddy. I’ve been so good, promise!” You pout, staring up at him, batting your lashes at him with a little hint of disobedience in your eyes. He slids himself into you, giving you a minute to take him up inside you, watching you hold on to him for support.

“Don’t even think about getting bratty with me, I’ll fuck you so good you will beg for me to not stop…” He scolds with a serious look on his face. He starts off slow like he normally does but eventually ramming his cock into you this time, gripping onto your hips while he looks down at you with a little smile on your face while you make eye contact.

He leans towards you and gives you a small passionate kiss while reaching towards your nipples and twists them. “Mmm, feels so good…don’t stop!” You whine gripping onto his biceps, trying to steady yourself, hips stuttering as you try and keep up. “Gonna cum inside so I can make you a mommy, what do you think, sweetheart?” He groans, already pussy drunk inside you, not stopping. He feels you clench onto his cock when he said that, making him grin.

“You want that? You want to carry my baby inside you for nine months? Should we start picking out..names than?” He suggests while going deeper, hitting your g-spot. “I’m gonna…fuck-“ you scream out arching your back further onto the bed. “I know, cum all around my dick, baby.” He says while he finishes inside you.

Miguel O’Hara, Eren Yeager, Toji Fushiguro, Jean Kirstein, Geto Suguru, Yuta Okkotsu, Ban, Zero Kiryu, Hobie

[mya-valentine]

Headcanon: Meliodas and Ban with a Siren S/O

Meliodas

Meliodas first encounters his siren S/O near a coastal village. While exploring, he hears a beautiful, haunting song that draws him to the shore. He’s immune to the hypnotic effects of their voice due to his demonic nature, but he's still captivated by their beauty and mysterious aura.

Meliodas is immediately intrigued by their siren abilities and playful demeanor. He loves teasing them, often joking that they’re trying to charm him, even though he’s well aware their song doesn’t affect him like it would a normal person. In return, they like to test his resilience by singing to him just to see his unbothered reaction.

Meliodas and his siren S/O have a fun, playful relationship. They enjoy swimming together—Meliodas, with his enhanced abilities, is quite adept in the water, while his S/O effortlessly glides through it. He'll often dive in after them, and they love to playfully lure him deeper into the ocean with their voice, even though they know he can easily keep up.

Despite their teasing relationship, Meliodas is fiercely protective of his S/O, knowing that sirens are often misunderstood and feared. He would never let anyone harm them or assume they’re dangerous just because of their nature. In turn, his siren S/O feels safe around him, trusting him more than anyone else.

When it's just the two of them, they often sit by the water, with his S/O softly singing as Meliodas leans back, relaxed and content. Their voice, soothing yet powerful, brings him peace—a contrast to the chaos of his past and duties as the Dragon Sin of Wrath. He finds solace in these quiet moments, and it's one of the rare times he allows his guard to drop completely.

There’s an unspoken understanding between them. Both Meliodas and his S/O have dark sides—Meliodas with his demonic power and rage, and his S/O with the lethal allure of their siren abilities. Yet, they complement each other perfectly, finding a balance between the lighthearted moments and the shadows they each carry.

Over time, Meliodas learns that his S/O’s song can heal and soothe him after battles. Their voice, when used with love and care, has the power to ease the physical and emotional wounds he carries. He often teases them, saying their voice is the only song that can calm the storm inside him.

They often embark on journeys together, both on land and sea. His S/O loves showing him the hidden wonders of the ocean, while Meliodas introduces them to various lands and places he’s traveled. It’s a relationship built on adventure, understanding, and a deep bond that transcends their differences.

Ban

Ban first meets his siren S/O while wandering near a remote seaside town. Drawn by a captivating melody, he finds them sitting on a rock by the shore, their voice luring him closer. Unlike normal humans, Ban isn't affected by the hypnotic nature of their song, though he’s immediately drawn to their beauty and the mystery surrounding them.

Ban is known for being bold, and upon meeting them, he openly flirts, calling them "gorgeous" and "enchanting" in his usual cheeky style. His siren S/O is intrigued by his confidence and playful attitude, appreciating that he isn’t afraid of them like most humans. Ban’s immortality adds another layer to their connection, as his S/O realizes he’s not easily threatened by the dangers of the sea or their abilities.

Ban loves teasing his siren S/O, often joking about how their song could never work on him. He’ll pretend to be under their spell, only to laugh when they catch on that he’s faking it. In return, they like to playfully lure him toward the ocean, knowing full well that Ban isn’t one to shy away from danger or excitement.

Ban is always up for a thrill, and his siren S/O shows him the wonders of the ocean that no human ever gets to see. He’ll dive in without hesitation, following them through underwater caves, coral reefs, and shipwrecks. His immortality means he doesn’t have to worry about drowning or being harmed, so the two of them often go on wild underwater adventures together.

While Ban’s siren S/O is powerful in their own right, he’s still fiercely protective of them. He’s aware that sirens are often feared or hunted by those who don’t understand them. Ban is more than willing to step in if anyone threatens his S/O, showing just how deeply he cares for them. Despite their strength, his siren S/O appreciates his loyalty and how he always has their back.

Both Ban and his siren S/O share an understanding of living beyond a normal human lifespan. His immortality and their long-lived nature give them a unique bond, as neither fears the passage of time the way others might. They often discuss the beauty and burden of outliving others, and it deepens their connection.

Though Ban’s body is virtually indestructible due to his immortality, his siren S/O’s song has a different effect on him—it soothes his mind and heart. After the emotional toll of losing Elaine and the hardships he’s endured, their voice is like a balm to his soul. He’ll often listen to them sing when he’s feeling particularly restless or troubled, finding peace in their presence.

Ban might be a rogue, but he’s incredibly romantic when it comes to his siren S/O. He’ll bring them small treasures from his travels—jewels from shipwrecks, rare shells, or anything that catches his eye. In return, his S/O will sing for him or take him to secret places under the sea that no one else knows about. Their relationship is full of adventure, but it also has a soft, tender side.

Both Ban and his siren S/O are independent by nature, so they respect each other’s freedom. His S/O might disappear into the ocean for days at a time, while Ban embarks on his own adventures. Despite this, they always find their way back to each other, their bond as strong as ever. They understand the need for space and trust each other deeply, knowing that no matter where they go, they’ll always return to one another.

Ban is notorious for being a flirt, and that doesn’t stop even after he’s fully committed to his siren S/O. He’ll constantly tease them about being a “dangerous heartbreaker” or how lucky they are to have him as their “prince.” His S/O knows how to handle his cheeky attitude, often teasing him right back, making their relationship full of fun, lighthearted moments amidst the chaos of their world.

Over time, Ban’s siren S/O becomes his anchor, someone who truly understands him beyond the surface level. Their relationship is built on trust, adventure, and a deep connection that only grows stronger as they face challenges together. For Ban, who’s used to being on his own or looking out for others, having someone who can match his strength and wit means everything to him.

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Masterlist

[bubblegumnnebula]

can someone psychoanalyze my deep-seeded love and obsession with white haired fictional men

[sonicspeeddemon]

Seven deadly sins is almost over, it can’t get any weirder

The group pissing session:

[milkshakesmoothiee]

❝𝓦𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼❞

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝟕 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐬

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐚

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 // 【ＳＦＷ】 // 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 / 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝟑𝟎𝟎𝟎 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐖𝐚𝐫

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In a forest full of fairies and wonder, it'd come to no surprise that a sense of happiness filled the air wherever the Fairy King had gone. Gloxinia was flying through the trees, allowing his majestic wings to flutter behind him, looking for many little fairies as they hid from him.

His favorite game to play, hide and seek; Especially as he'd come across so many that were terrible at keeping quiet! They'd either just giggle to themselves or speak to one another; telling each other 'Keep quiet! He might hear us!'

"Caught you!" He'd speak as he would sneak up on them, giving them a sudden fright before putting their heads down at the idea of being found already.

"Aww man." "Boo!" "Hey lets go find the others!" They'd all speak in union before floating off.

The fairy king would cross his arms over his bare chest with a chuckle towards the fairies, watching as they'd fly off to play their own games. "Fairy king!!" Gloxinia was quick to turn to a few little pixies surrounding him with frightened and confused looks. "We felt something creeping around in the forest at the waterfall! It was a weird presence!!"

"Really?" He seemed to almost laugh it off and pat them all on the head, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it." He assured before flying off through the forest. It couldn't be that bad, likely a demon. He can handle that.

Well, at the time he wasn't expecting to have met a fairy like them.

After some time, Gloxinia felt a suspicion creeping up his back. There wasn't a sign of anything strange lurking through the trees the longer he searched.

That's when he heard the smallest sounds of something moving towards the ground, walking slowly and bushes rustled. As soon as rushed to the area, it was just a fairy.

"What are you doing here?" Gloxinia asked confused but didn't get an answer from the certain fairy as they turned to him, their expression nothing he's seen before on a fairy. It was a poker face... They almost looked like they were shocked or confused by his sudden appearance. He didn't waste any time, "You haven't seen any demons or anything strange around here, right?"

"no," they spoke, their voice timid and almost on edge.

it felt like was a waste, Gloxinia didn't see anything odd going on, but there was something on his mind. This fairy, he's never seen before, didn't seem like they were much of a social person. He couldn't explain why, but they brought a sudden curiosity to him. "What's your name?" He asked, slowly levitating closer to the ground where they stood and sitting in the air with his wings fluttering behind him.

"(Y/N)." they spoke in a quiet voice.

"Well, I'm sure you already know who I am, Gloxinia, king of the fairies." He spoke, coming off with a light heartedness.

The fairy nodded their head, fiddling around with the edge of their clothes awkwardly before looking away, ".. well, I'm gonna go." They immediately turned to leave.

"How come?"

"I shouldn't be here."

Gloxinia seemed surprised by that answer, whatever did they mean? When he read their heart.. he read a sense of self guilt for being there.. All the fairies are welcomed in the forest. Before he could ask, he watched from behind, their wings made a quick and sudden flutter which made the buzzing sound similar to a bee. (Y/N)'s wings had a unique small shape, nothing he's seen before.. it was a little odd, their wings were much smaller than the average size. Often fairies, for their small size, had wings that were as large as them, this fairies wings didn't even stretch out to cover their back.

"That's a unique set of wings." He commented, pointing it out to them. They seemed to stop in their tracks, their back turned. They didn't answer at first; they didn't want to answer.

"..thanks."

"If it's fine to ask, what are you doing out here by yourself?" He levitated beside them, his arms crossed over his bare chest as he took a closer look at their face.

"..I'm walking through the forest..?" They seemed confused by his question.

"Why not just fly?"

(Y/N) seemed hurt by the question almost, looking down awkwardly as their wings made another buzzing sound of a bee for a slight moment. ".. I can't fly."

Gloxinia definitely wasn't expecting that for an answer, "what?"

"My wings are too weak to carry me no more than like three feet above the ground."

He thought about their words, pondering on it. "Is that why you're out here? By yourself?"

They were quiet, staring at the ground. "I'm an outcast compared to all those fairies. I mean, what's a fairy if they can't fly? They're just.." (Y/N) stopped their words, their hand, almost unconsciously, reached back as their fingers were touching the area where the wings sprout of their back.

Gloxinia thought about it for a moment, there didn't seem to be any sign of actual guilt or anger to signifying they were lying.. but when he read their hearts, there was sign of self hatred, insecurity and envy.. Actually, he felt a feeling of jealousy begin to grow as they stared at his own wings..

"how long have you been like this?"

"a few hundred years.. why?"

He didn't give a answer to your words, thinking for a moment. Although he couldn't help them with how they thought about the idea, but.. "why don't you join the other fairies and me? We're playing a few games."

He watched as their expression almost seemed surprised by the sudden invitation, "didn't you hear me..? I'm an outcast. I can't fly-"

"So?" He cut off their words, he had a almost disappointed look to how they were thinking but his expression still soft, tilting his head withal a little smile. "That doesn't stop you from joining in some fun." Their eyes lit up slowly, which made him smile. He watched as their eyes lit up slowly for a moment, which made him smile. It was like they suddenly got a spark of happiness, something they'd never expect.

(Y/N) didn't say anything, looking down at the ground almost pondering on what to do.

Gloxinia smiled faintly at the expression they made, that spark of happiness almost made him chuckle out loud. They seemed to be confused, and he couldn't blame them. He let them think in silence for a few seconds before speaking.

"do you think, I'll ever get the chance to feel like a real fairy?"

He laughed off their question for a moment, waving his hand in defense to show he didn't mean any offense as they looked surprised and almost offended by the way he responded.

"Well.. wings or not, you're still a fairy by blood which is enough in my book. Now, are you gonna take my hand to join me in a game of tag or I'm gonna have to drag you myself, little flower?" He spoke as he held his hand out in invitation to them again with a grin.

"so you gonna come with me or not?"

[spaceydoo]

Blurred visions

drunk!ban who always has to be the loudest in the club and just says nonsense to anybody who’s willing to listen.

drunk!ban who picked a fight with some rando who he thought was trying to take a peek under your dress when he just so happened to drop his wallet right beside you. luckily, you broke the fight before anything got serious.

drunk!ban who brings you on the dance floor which you agreed to while he just grabbed your ass the whole time swaying left and right while he kept his head buried in your neck even though you were supposed to be “dancing”

drunk!ban who suggested that you take more than one shot so when y’all went home things would be “spiced up” but one of you had to be the sober one to drive so you declined.

drunk!ban who does dumb shit like saying everyone’s drinks were on him which you had to turn down cuz he wasn’t gonna spend all that money on something like that.

drunk!ban who makes you sit on his lap, back facing him whispering how much he loves you and placing kisses all on your neck letting soft moans out since the music covered them.

drunk!ban who knows what he’s doing to you from his intoxicating smell, his drunken eyes, the taste of alcohol in his mouth after a passionate kiss and his growing member.

drunk!ban who decides to ditch the club and do a little something in the car with you.

drunk!ban who brings you to the backseat, and strips you down to your underwear and lays you on your back, licking his lips at the meal in front of him.

drunk!ban who licks your soaking pussy while your panties were still on making you frustrated from the lack of contact.

drunk!ban who gets tired of this quick and rips your panties off you and eats you out as if he had been starved for days (he ate you out yesterday)

drunk!ban who is immediately pussy drunk and moans into your pussy, the vibrations sending you off the edge.

drunk!ban who adds one finger then two to your pretty pussy and curls it in just the right places.

drunk!ban who picks up the pace of his fingers and mouth when he knows you’re close and uses his other hand to massage your breast which made you grip his hair desperately needing more of him.

drunk!ban who gets squirted all over and laps it up while you ride out your high, bucking you hips against his tongue, shaking from how intense your orgasm was.

drunk!ban who never seen you shaking so much after being ate out which he took as an accomplishment.

drunk!ban who gives you a look that say “we bouta be here all night”

drunk!ban who begins to line himself up to your hole before crashing into with such force that you were already loosing your vision.

drunk!ban who fucks you fast and gives you kisses while you moan into his mouth unable to kiss him back.

drunk!ban who gets scratches from you on his back which he loves to admire in the mirror.

drunk!ban who sits up to admire your figure under the street light, still keeping his same pace when you pull him back with your legs wrapped around him to feel him at a whole different level.

drunk!ban who is grunting and moaning just as loud as you were when you both were getting so close.

drunk!ban who is slurring praises in your ear and how y’all should cum at the same time <33

drunk!ban who has never been this vocal in bed which surprised yo since you almost never hear him moan like this

drunk!ban who only had to fuck you a little more until you squirted on his cock, soaking the car seats while he came inside you.

drunk!ban who rested on top of you fucking you slowly as he spilled his seed into you

drunk!ban who gives you about a minute to rest until he began fucking you without mercy while tears were forming from overstimulation and your moans gradually became louder which he hid with sloppy kisses

gotta love drunk ban <3

[jinx-xxed]

Sick Days

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A/N; Sick fics are my absolute fav thing ever!! Also idc if they didn’t have showers just let me live in this lie, maybe they’d figure it out with magic or smth idk

Summary; Ban takes care of his overworking, sick partner.

Content; Reader is sick, pretty domestic and fluffy, Ban is very sweet, Ban plays doctor basically

Wc; 1.4k

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It’s late morning when you trudge down the stairs in the Boar Hat tavern, one hand holding the railing to keep yourself balanced. The day outside is gloomy, the normally bright blue sky now covered by dark gray clouds threatening rain. It matches how you’re feeling perfectly.

You’d woken up feeling like shit and as much as you’d wanted to turn over, pull the blanket over your head and ignore the day, you couldn’t. You have a mission to do with the rest of the Sins and you aren’t able to just miss it, even though your head is pounding. Your whole body feels strangely cold despite the fact you’re both a fire wizard and incredibly resistant to frigid temperatures, and all of your senses feel muffled. To top it all off, your nose is stuffy.

You find your place at one of the tables within the main room of the tavern, groaning slightly at the way your body aches any time you move. You don’t know why you were feeling like this and it’s pissing you off. You have a mission to go on, damn it, you weren’t going to let some sudden illness make you stay behind.

You barely register when food is set in front of you but you were still able to mumble a ‘thank you’ to whoever had brought it. You pick at the food and take only one or two bites, the meal putting a little warmth back into your body.

Your name is suddenly shouted loud enough to pierce through the cotton in your brain.

Your head snaps up—making the pounding in your head worse for a brief second—as your captain exclaims your name. It seems you’d been so lost in your muddled mind that you didn’t comprehend him trying to get your attention by saying your name five times. “Yes?”

“Are you feeling alright?” Meliodas asks, concern creasing the features on his face.

“I’m fine.” You say simply. Before you can react, the blond is pressing the back of his hand against your forehead. He shakes his hand when he retracts it like he got burned, a wince on his face.

“Jeez, you’re burning up.” He puts his hands on his hips with a sigh. “Well, I’m taking you out of this mission then. You’ll need to stay here.”

You stand, holding back your groan at the way your head throbs and limbs ache. “What?! I’m fine, I can go on the mission. I can’t just- I can’t stay here doing nothing.” You insist.

He looks at you with a raised brow. “I’m not letting you go on a mission like this one when you’re obviously sick, that would just be irresponsible. It’s best that you stay in the tavern and rest, alright?”

Everyone currently in the Boar Hat knows that wouldn’t happen though. Even if you’re sick, you would continue to work on whatever you could. No matter how you felt, you’d keep working. You see illness as an obstacle that you simply had to walk around and ignore, despite how bad it may be. However, if you did keep working, you would only get sicker.

Meliodas was clearly a little conflicted. He wanted his teammate to rest but he wasn’t sure if anyone else could stay behind-

“I’ll stay with her.”

Ban comes to stand beside you, putting an arm around your waist to keep you stable because you’re swaying on your feet. You don’t hesitate to lean against him.

Meliodas begins to protest, “Ban we’ll need you on this mission-“

“I’m sure you’ll be just fine without me. Besides, you want them to get better don’t you?” Ban asks with a dumb smirk on his face, knowing he’s won when the captain narrows his eyes slightly.

Meliodas sighs. “Fine, you two stay here then. Everyone else, let’s get going, we don’t want to be late.”

King and Gowther follow Meliodas out where Diane is waiting. Elizabeth goes to follow as well but she briefly pauses before you and Ban. “Sir Ban, please make sure they get better! All the medical supplies are in the bathroom upstairs.” She tells him.

“I got it, princess, don’t worry.” Ban reassures her. She nods and hurries to catch up to the rest of the group.

He then looks to you who’s leaning heavily against him now, looking half asleep where you were standing. You jolt back to full consciousness when you hear the door shut behind Elizabeth. “Alright you, why don’t you go upstairs and take a hot shower? I’ll get some soup ready.” He tells you gently.

“Mmkay.” You mumble before slowly heading upstairs.

You did as he said and got into the shower, the water scalding hot. It feels nice against your freezing body, the steam rising in the room also helping to clear your stuffy nose. You stay in there for a long while.

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Ban understood the fact that you were probably taking a pretty long shower, as you usually would if you’re sick, but eventually it became so long that it was almost concerning. Surely the hot water would’ve run out by now?

The soup was done so he decided to go and investigate. He heads upstairs and doesn’t hear the shower running and upon further investigation, he finds the bathroom empty. He calls your name, voice echoing down the empty hallway. He doesn’t get any kind of response. Maybe you’d fallen asleep?

He goes to the ladder attached to the attic where your room is. The trapdoor leading into the attic is open so he peeks inside, looking for his sickly comrade. He finds you in the right corner of the room closest to the door where a desk is tucked against the wall. As he pulls himself up fully into the room, he sees the papers scattered on your desk that you were attempting to read over and work on.

“Seriously?” He demands, his annoyance evident in his tone.

You jump at his voice, looking over to him. “What? These papers have to get done-“

“For fuck’s sake, you’re sick.” He goes over and lifts you out of your chair by your underarms. You let out a sound of protest but don’t fight him as he sets you down on the floor. “The damn papers can get done when you’re better. The reason you’re probably sick in the first place is because you overwork yourself, you know.”

“I’m just doing my job.” You insist.

“Well, your job can be put on hold for a little while. Now go downstairs, there’s food waiting.” He orders. You sigh but listen to him, then descending the ladder. He follows shortly after and shuts the door behind him.

You sit at one of the tables and a bowl of the soup he’d made is put in front of you, steam rising from its surface. You take your first bite, the warmth spreading throughout your body. It’s delicious. It has plenty of ingredients that make the soup full of flavor but still make it perfectly nutritious for your sick self.

“Do you like it?” Ban asks as you begin eating more of the soup. He sits next to you at the table, also giving you a glass of water.

You nod, swallowing another bite before speaking. “Yes, it’s really good. As expected of something made by you.”

He smiles at the praise, resting his cheek on his hand. “I’m glad.”

You finish the bowl of soup relatively quickly and then get seconds before you’re satisfied. Now after taking a hot shower and having the warm soup in your stomach, you’re feeling incredibly tired. Ban can tell by the way your head dips a little. He stands with a small smile, “ready to go to bed?”

“Mhm.” You respond.

He lifts you off your seat with ease, holding you bridal style. You nuzzle into his chest, eyes closing as you’re carried upstairs. He brings you into his room; that way it’ll be easier to keep an eye on you and get to you if you need anything.

He lays you gently in his bed, pulling the sheets over you with an extra blanket added on. “Do you want the cold towel for your head?” He asks softly. You nod.

He quickly goes and gets the towel which was lightly dampened and then frozen. It’s folded so it can easily fit against your forehead. A small rumble escapes from your throat in thanks as the cooling sensation brings some relief to your headache.

He’d closed the curtains beforehand and turned off the light so it was a dark as possible in the room. He kisses your cheek and brushes hair off your forehead. “Sleep well.” He murmurs before leaving the room, quietly shutting the door behind him.

You curl up under the covers, perfectly content in their comfort, and let sleep finally take over.

[pick1euwu]

they’re villagers now

[bunji-enthusiast]

Some Ban x Reader?

Namely, chubby reader with some body worship from Ban. He fucking loves your folds, your plumpness, that sweet little ass, and those thighs. You could sit on his face with it right between his thighs and he would die a happy man if he was actually able to die.

All those little things are reminders that you look and act the part of being human, while he feels he’s just a sham. He called himself Ban the Undead for a reason.

One day, he decides to buy you a pretty set of lingerie. To make you feel as pretty as he thinks you are.

You can always rely on this man for such an occasion 👌

Greedy Bastard — Ban The Undead

• Sypnosis || He decides to take it upon himself to indulge in much needed body-worship, he can’t help it!

• content || sexual themes, ban being ban, rushed ending (apologies, I couldn't think of anything better my dear).

The crooning chirps of the morning rose to an alarm that he didn’t want much for, butchering his night of sleep he had lovingly spent against your plush body. Even squeezing your adorable little ass, Ban without a doubt is sincerely reminded of what a wonderful little partner he has.

To be frank, he is quite jealous of your very, sexy curves. Like time could pass without warning if he indulged in them for far too long.

If his cause of death was namely because of you, you’d make Ban the happiest he’s ever been in his life.

Thigh-squeezing or none.

“Babe,” Ban drawled, his cheeks reddening as he burrowed his face in the folds of your stomach. “You look so fuckin’ pretty, Y’know?”

He hooked his arms beneath the arch of your back, eliciting a yelp from you at the sensation. “Ban…” You creaked your neck to peer at the foxy creature, he was still very much a man. It was a times those fangs of his and those darling red eyes had reminded you far too much of a fox. It was a fitting thought he is after all the Fox Sin of Greed.

The man hums, sharp eyes peering at you from the folds of your skin. For a moment, he blinks, as if he was waiting for you to say something.

“You are a perverted man.” You say blankly, dumbly trying to suppress the way he made you feel right now.

Ban laughs, as if was his usual singsong tone, he doesn’t answer you — but his hands did.

You yelped, gripping the bedsheets which had provided you with comfort thus far. Feeling large hands crawl between the plush of your thighs, parting your legs which revealed a very mischievous expression of the ill-mannered thief who appears to take great pleasure in your current position. “C’mon, lemme eat you out~” He smiles, the fang of his teeth poking out.

Your lips turned, trying to close up your legs again as you weren’t prepared for such a display of affection. If that is what you can call it, you weren’t sure, it felt like because of him your mind was being turned to mushed.

Ban’s hands now held a firmer grip, keeping your legs pryed open.

“We haven’t even—“ You cut yourself off, knowing that the man was serious. He was a bit of a greedy man, but you just never stopped being surprised at what lengths his greed goes to.

His face softens for a moment, one hand stilling over the fat flesh of your stomach. “Hey I can save that part for last, hmm?” Ban murmurs, leaving your thighs out of both his hands. You unseeingly flinched at the loss of the warmth, but it was quickly apparent that it was replaced by the fact he is now focused on trailing his way up to your face. Bit, by excruciating bit.

Ban sure seemed to take his sweet ass time every single time he pulls this, you squirmed as you sat up, trying to gain elevation over him. He stills at your movements, a disapproving look on his face. Your face heats up at the sudden silence, bucking your hips to gain some friction and warmth. His hands stills on your hips as he leans closer to your face, his lips are against yours already, greedy yet inviting.

His hand cants your jaw, tipping it as he gains entrance into your mouth. Ban lets out a low moan as your hand jolts against his arms, digging into his skin as you found purchase. You could almost feel a rumble omit from his throat, sultry and satisfied at how well this was going as of right now. His other hand keeps steady on the mattress below you, taking his sweet time in prolonging the kiss.

You weren't sure how long you could hold it for, pushing back against him as you breathed for oxygen to enter your lungs once again. "What I said about being perverted," You sat up, your hands pushing against his bare chest, "You are far more greedy."

Ban smiles at your statement, happy to see you were more awake and moving. "I am a thief y'know?" He mentions, you shake your head, sighing at being reminded of the fact. Ban simply will never stop reminding you of this very fact, he often times more then not will steal things he finds bothersome to actually pay for - which has resulted in you scolding him (if you figured out he stole something) multiple times.

The shifting in the bed had pulled you out of your stupor, seeing Ban had finally gotten up. You heaved a heavy sigh of relief, 'I won't have to deal with his loving this morning'.

You finally found the strength to get up from the bed yourself, but only a few steps in you were stopped by a large hand holding you in your spot. "I wasn't done yet, come on." He chuckled, his face holding a very familiar expression. You huff, crossing your arms as you covered yourself.

"Ban, whatever you are planning. I swear to god-"

He interjects, "It's good, okay babe? Not bad."

Ban smiles, eyes closed and all, one hand pulling you back to the bed. You complied, letting out another annoyed huff as you sat back down at the edge of the bed. Your brow raised as you see his other hand behind his back, "What do you have there?" You ask, and he almost appeared to have stiffened.

"Something' to help you." Now you still, you hands coming to rest in alignment with your position. The way he had worded his sentence had you questioning what he had behind his back, Ban slowly pulled out the item in question.

Pretty red lingerie, from top to bottom it was fresh, new and good quality. Your face burns, bringing up your hands as you covered your eyes from the sight. "You know I won't be able to fit in that!" Hands not belonging to you immediately pries apart your cover, Ban just waves the set of lingerie infront of your face. "Just give it a try, alright?" He says, "You can take it off after, if ya don't like it."

Silence ensues.

After a few more minutes of thinking, you relented with an agreeable sigh. Snatching the set of pretty lingerie from him, "I hate you so much, you know I'm not gonna look good in this."

Ban sighs, taking your chin in his hand as his voice takes a low tone, "Now I know I just didn't hear my pretty girl say that about herself." You flinch, your own hand gripping onto his wrist as you blushed, dumbly blinking at the sudden change in the atmosphere. You certainly didn't expect this much praise from him, not this man, he was far more favored by the gods instead of you. Why would he get this pissed over a comment you made about yourself? You had no idea.

"Try again." He says with a firm squeeze on the skin of your cheeks.

“I want my girl to know how hot n’ pretty she is.”