#undead ban x reader

[7dstrashsammy]

(Y/n): Where are you going? Ban: To get ice cream or commit a felony, I’ll decide on the way there

[lav-bee]

7DS x Reader Headcannons

Reactions to reader being stronger than them

Characters: Meliodas, Ban

💛- read as platonic

Meliodas

- omg 0-0

- He wouldn’t 100% believe it at first, some doubt for sure

- You’d have to beat him up and spill some blood to prove it

- Then he’d be like ‘Oh wow, alright then’

- He couldn’t even beat you in his demon form so he’s amazed

- Since he knows you can beat the crap out of him he tries not to get on your bad side

- Still likes to mess with you though

- Makes jokes that’ll earn him a punch in the face

Ban

- Didn’t believe you at all

- He’s ‘Undead Ban’ how could you possibly beat him?

- Lets you get the first punch and immediately regrets it

- There’s a part during the fight when he genuinely believes for a second you might actually kill him (you don’t, obviously)

- From then on he loves fighting you, thinks it’s exciting

- Will purposely make you mad in order to get a reaction out of you in hopes of a fight

- Will also make bets and horribly loose to you

[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.”

[hantheheart]

If you're still doing the imagines, then I'd like to request one with Ban with a vampire!S/O.

Of course I'm still open! Was away from computers for a bit or I'd have written some sooner!

Vampire!Reader x Ban AWAY

Some headcanon bits first:

He's wholly alright with you drinking his blood whenever you need to, it probably even does a lot for your health with him having Fountain of Youth Immortality

He becomes really particular about wearing jackets so he can shield you from the sun in emergency cases.

All of this definitely still applies, he is just the biggest doofus

Samoyed energy, he will lay on you at any given opportunity, don't sit down if you're not prepared to have him draped across your lap

He is so protective and defensive of you, especially when people try to start shit over you being an undead species like Vampire. He's kicked the absolute SHIT out of people for calling you "bloodsucker" or "walking corpse"

He's the only one allowed to call your "Blood sucker" because "im your blood bag, of course I'm the only one allowed to call you that!"

He actually super loves your fangs, he thinks they're so cool

Little suggestive: He is so into biting, he will moan when you bite him, half to be annoying.

Actual proper imagine

You meet after he's joined the Sins' on a night where he's wandered away from the group, after a night celebrating a job well done at a local bar.

You sneak attack him in an alley but he easily fends you off despite being drunk.

He takes you back to the group inside and complains how you bit him without asking.

Merlin nearly gets permission from Meliodas to use you for her experiments before Ban decides he'll take responsibility for you since you attacked him.

He's annoying at first, being a bit of a jerk but he makes an effort to take care of you and defend you from the Holy Knights who are more on edge having a Vampire in their midst.

It gets easier being around him as you know for all the shit he talks, you're safest with him.

He's drunk the day he confesses he likes you but sobers up in a second the moment you say you like him too.

He's clingy as shit after what happened to Elaine so he insists that you and he share a room in the Sins' quarters, especially with how some people are towards you when he's off doing missions with the Sins.

He even makes sure you have separate space in the room just so you're most comfortable.

This ultimately is for show because he spends much of his time with you cuddling. He is a Samoyed in spirit.

Since you were together during the Sins' heyday, when they disperse after Zaratras' murder, the two of you probably hid out somewhere far from Liones, likely Vanya or somewhere close to it because of how much he likes their ale.

He was actually captured by the Weird Fangs and you were separated as he wanted you to escape.

You wander about on your own before Ban and the newly reunited Sins find you at a bar, mirroring then night you met Ban as you attempt to attack him as he's leaving the bar.

He 100% knew you were there, he knew trying to approach you after all these years with the group would probably scare you away before he actually had the chance to see you.

[supercap2319]

Shower Shenanigans

Tyler Galpin x Male Reader

“That was the best game of Death Ball ever!” Y/N cried as he pushed through the door to his shared dorm,Tyler right behind him as he closed it behind.

Today, they had the Poe Cup tournament of Death Ball that pitted all the cliques of the school against each other until only one team remained. Since Y/N and Tyler were the only half breeds at the school as everyone else had supernatural parents who were the same species, they were put on a team together as they faced off against the Fangs, Furs, Stoners, Scales, Shifters, and Psychics.

It was a great tournament and Y/N and Tyler managed to come out on top, surprising not only their fellow students, but the professors as well. There were congratulations and cheers of happiness, but they were also looks of distrust and whispers of cheating about their epic win. Though, if their sweaty purple raven T-shirts were any indication that they worked their asses off to win the heavy golden trophy, they were carrying into their room. They had, in fact, not cheated at all to win.

“It was, but I feel bad though,” Tyler expressed as he sat on his bed close to the window and removed his shoes and sweaty socks.

Y/N had finished putting the trophy on the desk before he looked at the Sheriff’s son. “Why? We won this trophy fair and square. We both practiced hard for today, and we beat all the odds stacked against us. The Furs had the strength. The Fangs had the speed. The Stoners had the moxie. The Scales had the charm. The Shifters had the mimicry. And the Psychics had the perception.” Y/N listed off as he sat on his own bed across from Tyler’s and lifted up his shirt to wipe the sweat off his face as Tyler got a good look at his boyfriend's body all wet and smooth as he turned away, a blushed danced across his face.

“I mean, the coach said we could use any of our skills to win, and we did. Ty, what’s this really about?” He looks at the curly haired barista as he sighed softly. “It’s just… there are some who think we cheated because you had Hyde on your team… and I’m not sure they’re wrong.” He’s had this fear ever since his dad cut a deal with Nevermore Academy. Tyler doesn’t go to jail if he attended their school, which was ironic since Nevermore banned Hyde’s from their school 30 years ago. The same time Tyler’s mother went to school here. Now that he was here, Tyler had trouble fitting in. The people at normie school hated him. And now the outcasts of Nevermore hated him, too.

“Hydes are artists by nature, but equally vindictive in temperament. How long is it going to be before I lose control and kill someone? How long before I betray you again?” Tyler looks at Y/N, his features sad with the corners of his eyes wet from almost shed tears. He never should have trusted Laurel Gates, but she was kind to him. Caring in an almost motherish sort of way. Tyler fell for her kindness and now he was paying the price for it. He threw his head in his hands and shook his head. “I should just leave. I don’t belong here…”

Tyler was about to get up, but Y/N took a hold of his hands as he rubbed a thumb over the top of them. The barista looks up as Y/N gives him a reassuring look. “Ty… I can’t change what happened, or what Thornhill did to you. How she tortured you to make you this monster, but it doesn’t matter. Because it wasn’t your fault. It was out of your hands and all that matters is that you’re here, and you're with me. Safe and sound. I’ll take that any day.” He brought Tyler’s hands close to his undead heart. “You have people that love you. People who care for you and will miss you if you leave.”

“Really?” Tyler dared not hope that these comforting words were true. That there were people out there that could actually accept him for who he was.

Y/N smiled. “Of course. You have more people in your corner than you realize.”

The barista smiled and chuckled as he wiped away his tears. “I’m a real mess, huh?” The other boy walked up and straddled his hips as leaned close to Tyler, and kissed his lips softly. Tyler moans, putting a hand behind Y/N’s back as they continue to kiss, grinding against each other before pulling away. “That’s what I like about you.”

Tyler laughed as they kissed once again. “So, a shower sounds good right now.”

“It does. Luckily, being the winners of the Death Ball Poe Cup gives us a private bathroom.”

“Really?”

“Yup. With bragging rights for a year and a shiny trophy and a private shower,” Y/N said.

Tyler smiled. Maybe he could make it here after all. As long as he had someone as amazing as Y/N in his life, the past could stay the past. This was the present. “Private shower, huh? Can’t wait to check that out.”

“Neither can I, mister Galpin. Feel like getting wet with me?” Y/N had a suggestive smile on his face as images of them underneath the shower head and soapy handjobs flashed through Tyler’s mind as he shivered.

“You made it sound dirty on purpose, didn’t you?” Tyler asked him.

“You know it, Baby.”

[yutafrita]

hey nat 💗💗 icb its only wednesday... i mean i can, but i just want more sleep :'') i hope your week is going well! c: could i request a drabble with faerie!chenle? -🚀

Aaaand now it’s Friday! I’m hoping to sleep in tonight but I doubt it lol. I do hope you get to sleep though- idk I feel like this week has been exhausting lol. Anyways- yes you can! I meant to have this up yesterday 😵‍💫 but i hope you like it! I’ve actually have never written so much for Chenle so i had a lot of fun 🥹

[4:01pm]

Pairing: Faerie!Chenle x Vampire!Reader (she/her)

Genre: General fluffiness, magic au and college au

Word Count: 1.7k (!?! idk how this happened)

CW: mentions of fake blood, reader is discriminated against for being a vampire

You hated having to ask for help, but you had gotten desperate. Your History of Magical Beings course was kicking your ass. You were struggling to properly memorize important dates- such as differentiating between the elvish wars, Satyr wars, and the elvish satyr war which are all different. Chenle was the smartest person in your class, and the only one that would be willing to help you- maybe. You weren’t sure, but this is what you were hoping for.

Your university only recently had lifted its ban on vampires, and Chenle was your only peer that didn't look at you in disdain. You always kept your colored contacts on so that people couldn't tell that your eyes naturally were red, and you never had your fangs exposed, but you still stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the mostly non-vampiric student body.

Quietly, you maneuvered through the university’s library, avoiding the glares sent your way. This floor of the library contained books mostly on lycanthropy and other magical transformations, so while you expected there to be several werewolves threatening you with their eyes, you still weren't sure why Chenle chose to linger on this floor by himself to study.

Winter was the only other vampires in your major (and your roommate) told you that they smelled a faerie on the floor above you two before then deducing who the smell belonged to.

"I don't understand why Chenle would hang out with a bunch of dogs," Winter grumbled. You quickly excused yourself from the table you two sat at, earning a shrug from her as you impulsively made your way upstairs. Faerie’s had a distinctly sweet smell, one that felt like a breathe of clean, fresh air compared to the werewolves on this floor.

The more you wandered the floor and followed his scent, the more you found yourself losing your nerve. Chenle may be the only one of your peers who would smile back at you in class, but it was bold to assume that he would want to speak with you- let alone study with you. Still, you pressed onwards until you found the nearly vacant table he sat at.

In class, he typically wore a sweater, but as he studied now, his jacket laid strewn on the table, his wings fully exposed. They were a soft yellow with a golden shimmer, yet so delicate that they were nearly see through. You were so entranced that for a moment, you forgot what you were there for. You cleared your throat, and steeled your nerves before moving towards him.

"For the millionth time, I'm not interested in howling at the moon tonight," Chenle spoke without looking up, as if this was a normal irritation for him.

“That doesn’t sound like much fun for me,” you joked, forcing a smile as Chenle looked up at the new voice.

“Oh, hi y/n!” Chenle smiled, a genuine smile that made your undead heart almost flutter. Still feeling timid, you sat down on the chair across from him, and explained to him your struggle in your shared course.

“… I don’t have anyone else I can ask for help,” you added, already feeling bad for bringing it up. Winter had barely passed the class the semester before, and didn’t have as much as any old notes to pass your way. “It… it’s okay if you can’t though, I understand.”

You met his gaze then. He seemed to be studying you, his wings fluttering behind him as he did.

“How come you can walk in the sun?” The faerie’s question surprised you enough for your mouth to hang open in shock for a moment. Pressing your lips on a tight line, you took out the Faerie enhanced sunblock that most modern day vampires had on hand. “So that was developed in the Satyr-Elvish wars when vampire clans aligned themselves on the elvish side. Faeries fought alongside them both and developed this defense so that vampires could be utilized as a secret weapon.”

After your shared class with Chenle, you two would meet in the library. He would help you with your course work, and you slowly found yourself finally getting the material while also getting to know Chenle.

"Let me take to you to dinner- as a thank you," you offered one day after a surprisingly long tutoring session. To be honest, you found yourselves getting more and more sidetracked as the days went on. Chenle was surprisingly easy to have a conversation with, and never made you feel unwanted.

“You can eat normal food?" He raised a teasing eyebrow at you.

"Yeah, just nothing with garlic."

"Seriously?" This seemed to surprise him.

"No of course not," you laughed, earning a booming laugh from the faerie. Walking through campus and the small town it presided in felt strange. Usually, you and Winter would walk and ignore the glares that other people would send your way. Vampires, even if they were like you and were just born naturally, were considered less than to other beings, hence why it took hundreds of years before your university really considered letting you all enroll. So, for you, walking through campus and receiving glares and grumbles your way was nothing new.

But, you could tell that Chenle was not too happy with this.

"Do you need something?" he shot at a group of other faeries you two were passing, their own green and blue wings seeming to hang low after Chenle snapped at them.

"You don't have to say anything, this is pretty normal," you noted, keeping your eyes focused on the ground in front of you.

"It shouldn't be," he grumbled. "Why do you let people be so mean to you?"

You stopped walking, looking up to look at him head on.

"Do you think I want that? Of course I don't- but if I stand up for myself, all it does is further the narrative that vampires are emotional beings who can't control their impulses. You get to just be smart and pretty but..." your voice trailed off, as you frowned to yourself.

"You think I'm pretty?" Chenle spoke, his own smile wide. You playfully shoved his arm, forgetting for a moment that you were a vampire and that he was a faerie- in that moment, you were just two people who really liked to be around each other.

Hanging out with Chenle began to go above just simple tutoring sessions.

"You smell like fresh linen... were you with that faerie again?" Winter asked one night after you gotten back to your apartment late.

"Yep!"

"Y'know, you've been hanging out with Chenle quite a lot. Has he introduced you to any of his friends?" she asked casually, not looking up from her Nocturnals Digest Magazine. Winter was really your only confidante and Chenle had met her on numerous occasions- yet, you never met those Chenle chose to spend the rest of his time with.

"I mean... we aren't dating or anything," you mumbled, yanking out your factory-made blood from the fridge to try and numb the intrusive thoughts filling your brain. "I mean... well... do you think there's a reason he wouldn't want me around his friends?"

At this, Winter glanced up at you as if it was obvious, then looked back at her magazine before sneering, "you've got some blood dribbling down your chin, you vamp."

Walking through campus the next day, you passed by the different groupings of students. As per usual, most species tended to stick together, and all shot you glares. Was Winter right? Did Chenle not trust you around his friends?

You did like Chenle, this you had come to realize fairly early. And while Chenle was flirty with you, beyond brushing his hand against your own or his wings lingering close to your back when you’d walk side by side, he hasn't made much else of an actual clear indication of his feeling. Perhaps, and this was a shot in the dark, he was worried about what his friends would think.

You didn't get to mull on this too much though, as you looked through the grassy center of campus, sun shining almost perfectly on a small group of men sitting in a cluster. Standing around the edges was someone with a familiar set of golden wings, and as if you were being beckoned, you headed towards Chenle.

"…. I wouldn't wish Calculus III on my worst enemy," one of the young men loudly complained before his gaze set on you. It wasn't the typical glare you were used to, though, it was a look more of curiosity than anything. This gave Chenle, who turned to face you before you could fully approach the group.

"Oh, y/n!" Chenle smiled, his wings shimmering in the sunlight as he moved to sling an arm over your shoulder. "Guys!" Chenle called the attention of the group behind him, earning collective looks of curiosity. The group was mostly as you suspected- mostly faeries, mostly.

"Is this that girl our Chenle's been gushing over all semester?" one of them taunted, standing up and moving to pinch Chenle's cheeks before getting brushed off. His wings were of a deep purple, and far less transparent than Chenle's.

"Haechan!" Chenle hissed.

"Aw, he's embarrassed!" the first young man that saw you laughed before promptly introducing themselves as Renjun, and he, you noted, was the only one without a pair of wings. Instead, you could easily pick up the scent of crisp apples and berries, his pointed ears giving away his status as an elf.

"So, are you guys dating finally?" the third boy asked, his own black wings giving off a silver shimmer in the sunlight.

You stood wide eyed, looking over at Chenle in awe at his friends openness.

"This is why I did not want you guys around her- especially you Jaemin," he groaned, earning mocking words from the other three boys.

“He was scared we’d take you away from him,” the one named Jaemin mocked, sticking his tongue out. You laughed with the rest of his friends, meeting Chenle’s nervous gaze as he tried to assess your thoughts. His friends were funny, accepting of you, and you would soon come to find out that they had been friends for many, many years.

“I’m glad your friends like me- or, I think they do,” you told him that night after class.

“What’s there not to like?” He playfully shoved your shoulder, his wings once again caressing your back as he did. Quietly, you laced your fingers through his, and smiled as he squeezed your hand tightly.

[a-tortured-poets-quill]

So i'm not sure if you write for male readers, so if you don't then Gender Neutral could do just fine

Can you write some headcanons of Isaac x (male/gender neutral) reader where reader is Gen Z and just has a good time introducing Isaac to modern stuff like social media and stuff like that? (Lol)

This made me scream laugh. I decided to do headcanons for all the old men because I thought it was funny. I used a GN!reader for this.

The Creeps Being Introduced To Modern Technology/Social Media

Laughing Jack

The only thing he can do by himself is search YouTube for clown videos, because you’ve shown him a million times.

Handling phones is awkward for him because of his claws.

He types with the screen close to his face and with one finger/claw.

FaceTime angle of a typical dad.

“Look at this!” and proceeds to not flip the camera because he doesn’t know how so you end up staring at his face anyway.

SHOUTS when he’s on the phone, no concept of noise at all.

Always forgetting his passwords. You get phone calls asking what his passwords for this or that is every. Damn. Day.

Got scammed by a Facebook ad and had to change all his credit cards.

Isaac Grossman

He’s surprisingly proficient.

He learns very fast, intently listening to you when you explain email, Microsoft Word and Excel, and Facebook.

He doesn’t understand how the internet works. “So is it floating around in the air or…”

Loves Pinterest. He follows the light and dark academia aesthetics.

He also loves Spotify. He listens to classical music while he’s working. He also created a playlist of music that reminds him of you.

When it comes to Instagram and TikTok though he’s feral.

You once complained about the pickup artists and “alpha males” of TikTok to him and he took it upon himself to go and harass them from the comments.

Has gotten banned many times for making death threats but just keeps making new accounts.

Has formulated a plan to kill Andrew Tate.

Frankie The Undead

No patience for technology at all.

If it doesn’t work as it should, it’s immediately referred to as broken.

* “Mostrami solo le mie email, pezzo di merda!” you’ll hear him yell from his office.

If it is not already broken, it soon will be. His frustration makes him violent.

He got the iPhone 4 when it first came out but it perished in a mysterious fire. He doesn’t know what happened. Stop asking him.

He’s been through three keyboards that have seen violent ends.

He doesn’t understand social media. It gets on his nerves and he doesn’t have the patience for it.

* “Just show me my emails, you piece of shit!”

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[bakubabes-tatakae]

A/N: We're officially two weeks into this and what better way to hit that two week mark than with Ban the Undead edging the shit out of us? If you'd like a spot on the Kinktober taglist then please don't hesitate to give me a shout.❤

Pairing: Ban the Undead x fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, fingering, 18+ content, edging, dirty talk, friends with benefits, offensive language (swearing), alcohol consumption

Word Count:

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The bar had been bustling all night, Meliodas had made sure to pack it as full as possible to reward everyone for the mission going well. Money was changing hands everywhere that you looked, ensuring that the bills would be paid for the next month in barely a few hours. Everyone was drinking, even the people running the bar were using this to get a good time in.

You took this as your chance to bond with the one person in the Sins that you got along with the best. The man behind the bar handling the food. Ban the Undead. You sat at the bar, spinning playfully in the stool as he caught sight of you. “What are you doing?” He chuckled at you as he placed a plate of food down for Elizabeth to take to the customers. “You look rather chipper tonight.”

You beamed and put your elbows on the bar, placing your face in your hands. “I’m having a wonderful night, Ban. You look rather chipper yourself.”

The pink tint in his cheeks was what told you that he was having a good time. The more alcohol that Ban got into his system the more this happened. He wrapped his large, strong hands around the mug of alcohol that sat behind the bar and took a sip. Your mind wandered as you watched him, wishing that you had the courage to do what you had wanted to for a long time now. Those hands had always looked delicious to you. “Yea, well, it’s a time to reward ourselves, right?”

You agreed and held your hand out, the alcohol that had been flowing through your own system making you braver than you would have been any other time. Ban took your hand and before you could get a word out his lips pressed to the top of it. “I-” Your mouth opened, the words that were in mind completely leaving you.

Ban licked his lips and released your hands. “You know, it’s starting to get slow in here cooking-wise. I’m about to tell the Captain that I’m done for the night. Do you, maybe, want to have a few drinks upstairs with me?”

Every atom of your being wanted you to say no. Every part of you wanted your body to not get up from that chair, wanted you to not risk your friendship with him. Your head and your heart said otherwise. You nodded eagerly and watched as he stepped out of the bar, heading straight for Meliodas.

As you saw him turn and head for the stairs your body wanted to run, but you kept your pace slow. The way that his hand came up and motioned for him to come with you made your heart flip in your stomach. That damn smile. The type of smile that could light up a room without even trying. Two beers that had been untouched sat on the table beside the entrance to the stairs and Ban snagged them, wiggling his eyebrows as you followed him up the stairs.

The loft above the bar was empty, all the lights were off as you made yourself at home. The faint sounds of the bar below were just barely audible through the floor. Ban handed a mug to you as you both sat on the couch and knocked his against your mug once you took it. “Cheers.”

You watched as some of the beer spilled over the edge of your cup, laughing as it touched your leg. “Cheers!”

Ban placed the mug to his lips, your eyes landing on his hands again. You couldn’t believe that your brain was doing the things that it was doing to you. The images of his hand gripping onto you was about to overrun your brain. You hadn’t even noticed that he had placed his cup back down and tried to speak to you. You were snapped out of your daydreaming as his hand touched your leg. “Are you alright? Earth to Y/n.”

You shook your head quickly and stared into his eyes. “I’m fine, really.” What the hell was happening to you? “I’m sorry. I just got lost a little.”

Ban was beginning to see what was happening, his own mind had been spinning with the same things all night. The way you looked as you brought customers their drinks, the way your laugh rang out over the entire bar, the way you always kept your cool when things were busy. You were perfect to him. “Lost about what?” His touch was still on your leg, something telling him not to pull it away. “You can tell me. I promise I won’t laugh. At least not too hard, anyway.”

You reached for him and slapped him gently. “Shut up. It’s nothing. Don’t even worry about it.”

Ban’s demeanor changed quickly as he caught your gaze glancing down at his hands again. “Doll, I’ve figured it out.” A cunning grin spread across his face. “You’ve been staring at my hands all night and you did it yesterday too.” You swallowed hard at the sudden realization from him. “If you want me to use them, then just say so.”

Your eyes nearly bugged out of your head. Had he really just said that? “Ban, I-”

His hand reached out toward you, his finger touching your lips. “Just let me do something.” Ban leaned forward, your heart beating even more. You could feel his warm breath on your lips as he got closer and when his own touched yours you thought that you would faint. Your lips danced together, your mugs falling to the floor as his body moved over yours. You had dreamt of this moment for so long, you had been craving a moment with Ban since you had gotten to know him.

The more you let him do the more intense his movements got. He grabbed the bottom of your shirt and pulled it over your head, an amused sound leaving him as he took in his view. You looked even more perfect when you weren’t in the Boar Hat’s uniform. Ban moved for your skirt next, pulling it down your legs easily, the matching bra and panty set making him groan. “Look at you… so fucking pretty for me.”

His hands clutched your legs, rubbing your inner thighs with a hum. You whined the closer his hands got to your sex, envisioning the words that would leave his lips once he did. “Ban…”

Ban slowly pushed his fingers into the crotch of your panties, pulling it with ease as a ripping sound filled the room. One hand rubbed your folds, his thumb making circles around your clit, while the other made its way to your neck. “Let me make those visions a reality.”

His hand tightened around your neck, another whine escaping you as you arched your back. Ban knew just what was going to drive you wild without even trying. He curled his fingers into your core, happily humming to himself. You looked so beautiful as your body quivered underneath him. That’s when it rolled over his tongue. “Ban.” Hearing his own name was something he hadn’t realized would fuel him as much as it did.

Ban’s fingers moved quicker, hitting every inch of your spongy walls perfectly as he cooed to you. “You look so fucking perfect right here. Look at that gorgeous face, just loving every second of this.” Your walls were slowly closing around his digits, fueling him to make you scream out his name, he wanted to hear it louder. The first time you had moaned his name it had been a tease, he needed more.

Ban leaned closer to you and lowered his voice, his breath warm against your lips. “What’s my name, doll? I know you’ve got more in you.” His fingers curled perfectly, hitting your g-spot as he placed a small nibble on your cheek. As you felt your high about to hit he brought his hand away, leaving you with nothing but emptiness. The looks of deceit on your face made him bring his hand back, the same pleasure coming back to you as quickly as it left. The thrill of bringing you to the edge and back was something that Ban had never realized that he could love. And so he did it a few more times, having you squirming under his touch. Ban let a diabolical snicker fill your ear as he kept his voice low. “I need to hear that angelic tone scream my name.”

His demands were met as the coil in your abdomen snapped, your orgasm shattering the world around you as you arched your back even more. Ban placed his teeth to your neck as he felt your slick coating his fingers, smiling to himself as he heard his name come out as loud as he had wished for it. “F-fuck, Ban!”

Ban placed his face into your neck and took his hand away, holding it up for you to see your slick that now covered it. He brought his fingers close to your mouth and slowly touched your lips again. “It’s time for you to clean up your mess, doll.”

Any other time this wouldn’t have been something that you would have done. If it had been anyone else you would have found some way to change what was happening. But instead, you took his fingers into your mouth, licked them before looking back at him with half-lidded eyes.

His cock twitched in his pants at the sight of it, wanting to feel exactly what that pretty little pussy of yours would feel like wrapped around his girth. “That’s my pretty little baby. Just like that.” He moved his body over yours, his hands grabbing at his pants. “Now it’s time to show you what a real man feels like.”

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[pompomegranate]

curiosity

fandom | nanatsu no taizai

pairing | ban x reader

word count | 2.6k

warnings | 18+. smut. dirty talk. denial. minors dni.

a/n | so there isn't a lot of rhyme or reason to this i just wanted to imagine the possibility of ban's thot days pre-elaine :/ i just know that [REDACTED] is big and i wanted to write about it <3 this isn't heavily proofread and i haven't written an "x reader" fic before so be gentle pls (also kudos are appreciated)!!

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You were curious. Maybe a bit too curious.

You’d heard the infamous Bandit Ban was back in town after a successful quest – no one really knew when he was leaving and when he was coming back.

He was like a stray cat in that way. All roaming, no settling, sitting down just long enough to get fed and take a nap before he was off again.

And as you eye him across the parlor, arms stretching behind his head, legs splaying out lazily, he looks cat-like too.

All sleek limbs and a nonchalant look, like he’d rather be anywhere else.

A couple drinks later, the cat-like look dissolves into one of a milk-drunk one, all blushing cheeks and a relaxed stance.

But his eyes… his eyes are the same. Bright and calculated and precise.

And cat-like.

Your breath hitches in your throat when you realize he’s staring right through you.

And you’re curious. So goddamn curious.

His lips upturn into a smirk, one that has your thighs clenching, and he knows this. He can tell exactly what you’re thinking.

You turn back to your drink and take a sip, trying not to crack under his lazer sharp gaze.

When you look back… he’s tipping back his mug, no doubt lapping up the last drops of ale.

He slams the mug down with a bit too much force, startling the bartender, who quickly tops him up.

Ban’s tongue darts out to lap up the foam clinging to his lips, getting it all in one firm swipe.

You can’t help but wonder just how long it is as it stretches around his mouth.

He knows you’re staring now, but you can’t seem to think about anything but the lazy grin spreading across lips long enough to care that he’s found you out.

He breaks first, turning to speak to the bartender.

You take your chance to stand up and head for the door, heart racing like never before. You saw Bandit Ban. You stared at him and he caught you and… you weren’t scared.

He’d been painted out to be this horrifically scary guy with a ruthless attitude and a murderous stare, but he wasn’t any of that.

He was gorgeous – oozing with sex appeal. With confidence. Like there was no doubt in the world that he could bag any person in every room.

You make it outside and the air is cool on your cheeks, warm from the ale you’ve been sipping on. Or maybe it was Ban – you couldn’t tell.

“What’s a pretty little thing like you doing at a shitty bar like this?” A voice calls from behind you – above you.

You turn, expecting to hurl an insult at a drunken idiot, but instead are met with him. All six – seven? – feet of him.

You barely stifle your gasp of surprise as you crane your neck up to look at him.

He’s leaning against the railing, thigh perched on it, arms crossed in a laid back gesture.

His face twists into a grin the second your eyes meet his.

“I was just leaving,” you blurt, already blowing it.

“Oh, were you? Assumed you were stickin’ around,” he teases, quirking a brow.

You realize that you left the bar with a half full mug.

“Stealing’s punishable by law, ya know,” Ban says, leaning forward to tower over you.

“I, uh, I didn’t mean to – I promise –” you stutter, holding the mug out to him apologetically.

“Like I’d take the word of a stranger,” he laughs, snatching the mug from your hands and tipping it back.

You watch as his Adam’s apple bobs with effort, stray droplets of ale streaking out the corners of his mouth. He quickly catches them with his tongue, swiping the back of his hand over his mouth, sighing with relief.

“Best fuckin’ ale I’ve ever tasted.”

You nod, chewing your lip. “I’ve never had anything like it.”

“Once you’ve got a taste –” he says, leaning forward again, crowding your space, his face getting closer and closer, “– You’ll never be satisfied again.”

You find yourself struggling to stand upright. Is he still talking about ale?

“Let’s cut to the chase, stranger. I saw you starin’ at me back in there. You want me or not?” The lazy smirk appears again, his cheeks flushed from drinking.

He’s not even trying and he’s got you seriously considering sprinting towards his bedroom.

You aren’t able to form words. He’s so… forward. And enticing. God, he’s so fucking enticing.

Your hands are trembling, so you clasp them in front of you. He takes note of this, his expression faltering just a bit.

You’re not scared of him by any means. He just makes you nervous.

“I’ll take that as a no,” he murmurs, rubbing a hand on the back of his neck almost… awkwardly? “You gonna get home okay? S’almost dark out.”

“Yes,” you say, finally, mustering up the courage to answer.

He looks confused, but then it dawns on him after he realizes what it took for you to accept his offer.

“My place is right around the corner. C’mon,” he says, and then his hand is hovering over the small of your back and you’re heading to Ban’s place like it’s any other week and not the wildest thing that’s ever happened to you.

His room is cozy, but bare, not many remnants of who he is or what he enjoys decorating the room (besides the empty alcohol jugs neatly lining the top of the beat up wardrobe).

His mattress is in the corner of the room, blanket and pillow strewn about messily.

“I’d say sorry for not making the bed but we’re just gonna ruin it anyways,” he laughs, kicking his shoes off, urging you to do the same.

And then he closes the gap between you.

He’s slipping his arms around you, one hand curling around your waist and the other hand cupping your chin, pulling you in for a sloppy kiss.

And you oblige, moving your lips in tandem with his, sighing as his tongue gently begs for your lips to part.

The kiss is growing heated, so you take the opportunity to let your hands roam, stroking down the front of his shirt, feeling the hard ridges underneath.

He groans into your mouth as you run your hands towards his waistline, catching your lip between his teeth hungrily.

You slip your hand into his pants, palming him gently.

Growling, he runs his hands all over you, grabbing and kneading every inch of skin he can get his hands on.

You continue to work him, sighing when his lips are on your neck, suckling at the tender skin there, his sharp teeth grazing your skin.

“Ban,” you breathe as he slips your dress over your head leaving you nearly naked, your underwear the only thing clothing you.

He grabs you underneath your ass and flings you over your shoulder, chuckling at the way you gasp in surprise.

“Put me down!”

“Alright,” he says, and tosses you unceremoniously onto the bed.

And then you realize you’re nearly bare, on your back, in Bandit Ban’s home (in his bed), completely at his mercy.

He seems to know this, and he’s absolutely reveling in this power.

He grins down at you, eyeing every peak and curve on your body. He reaches back to tear his shirt off, and then his pants, not even stopping to give you a show.

But honestly? It doesn’t even matter, because when he’s done, he’s breathtaking.

Ban’s just a mile of solid, marbled muscle and sex appeal and he knows it.

He crawls towards you, settling in between your thighs. You watch as he hooks a thumb into your underwear and pulls it to the side before sitting back to admire you.

“Such a pretty, pretty pussy. Can’t wait to make a mess of you,” he winks, grinning, leaning in to press an open mouthed kiss on your folds, just sloppy enough that you can’t help but relax your hips even more, opening for him.

He licks a long, firm swipe all the way from the bottom to the top, the tip of it never leaving you. He swirls the tip of his tongue against your clit, the short strokes ripping an involuntary moan from you.

You’re sighing his name and a string of expletives, and it only encourages him to do exactly what he’s doing at an even more relentless pace, his hand splaying on your inner thigh to keep you tightly firmly in place.

He’s not letting you go anywhere – you can’t curl into yourself or bend away as he sucks your clit into his mouth and slowly inches a finger from his free hand into you.

Your hands fist the blanket when he begins to pump his finger, adding another one just as slowly, a complete contrast to the speed of his mouth.

You begin to twitch, feeling yourself climbing closer and closer to your release and you try to clench your thighs but you feel his hand shift up your thighs. He lays his forearm across your lower stomach, anchoring you in place.

He pulls back just for a minute to smirk at you, continuing to work his hand.

“Oh, nuh-uh, you’re not going anywhere, baby,” he all but purrs, pressing a kiss to your sensitive clit, flashing a grin at you when you jolt at his touch.

“Lemme hear you,” he says, picking up speed, his fingers curling inside of you.

“Please, Ban – oh, fuck –” Your hips are bucking to keep up with his movements now, and you feel yourself pulsing around him and you’re so close and –

He stops his movements, pulling his hand away.

You make a frustrated sound, one that amuses the hell out of him. He just laughs, kissing your inner thigh and tugging your underwear the rest of the way down, flinging it across the room.

“Quit your whining, sweetheart. I promise it’s better the longer I make you wait,” he says, standing, beginning to lazily pump himself in front of you and you can’t help but watch.

You knew before meeting the infamous Ban that he was a skyscraper with a chiseled build, and assumed he had the cock to match – but seeing it in person was a different story.

“You like what you see?” He says under his breath, rolling his hand around his tip.

You nod, completely at a loss for words.

“C’mere,” he says, leaning down to kiss you and he smiles when he feels your hand instinctively reach for his shaft. “Eager, are we?”

“How do you want it? I’m lettin’ you pick the speed of this ride, babe,” he murmurs against your ear, hand running through your hair.

“If you’re not sure you can always take me for a test drive,” he chuckles, tugging at your earlobe with his teeth.

You nod furiously, and before you know it he’s flipped you and you’re on top, straddling him, just the slightest bit of friction, just enough to make your breath hitch.

He grips your hips, thumb settling into the crease where they meet your thigh, his fingers digging into the flesh of your ass.

“Spit for me,” he says, holding a hand under your mouth. When you do, he reaches between the two of you, pumping himself with that hand, lazily swiping what’s left over your lips.

Ban watches your face (really watches your lips) as he presses into you, and you’re already sinking your teeth into your bottom lip with the first inch and he’s absolutely eating it up.

His hands resume his place at your hips, ever so gently training you farther down, letting you adjust to each inch of him.

“Shit…” He says, watching your face contort. “You feel so fucking good.”

He bottoms out inside of you, and you can’t help but dig your nails into his chest where you’ve been resting your palms to anchor yourself.

You begin to move slowly, agonizingly, and he’s already got you clenching your thighs, but the second he bucks his own hips, you’re a goner.

You roll your hips in time with his own, the pinch of his fingers digging into the flesh of your hips a welcome sensation.

Your moans fill the room, Ban’s pants just as loud, his eyes trained on your face like your own pleasure was enough to get him off.

“Faster,” you mutter, breathless, barely able to get a command out.

“Yes, ma’am,” he says, bending his knees so he can pump up into you.

You all but go limp at the new pace, unable to help yourself from buckling, leaning forward until your chest was pressed against his.

He cranes his neck so he can speak directly into your ear, broken praises scattered between gasps. “You’re so – fucking good for me… You’re taking me – so well.”

You groan in response at his filthy mouth, still mumbling words of encouragement as he fucks up into you, his pace relentless and so good.

You take this as a sign to lean back and regain some control, palms flat against his front as you grind your hips as fast as you can manage, revelling in the way his eyes roll back and he grips your hips tighter, tighter –

He slows his own pace, letting you set it, the delicious, triumphant feeling of making him moan beneath you egging you on to move faster.

The confidence and looseness you felt from the mug of ale is long gone, replaced with Ban’s loud groans – you feel like you could conquer the world.

Ban is a writhing mess underneath you, brow slick with sweat, mouth forming around the most foul words (cushioned with praise, of course).

“Fuck – fuck – slow down, I’m gonna –” He takes a hand away from your thigh and rubs firm circles on your clit, trying to catch you up to him.

“Oh my god, yes –” your words come out garbled as you ride his cock and his fingers.

He sits up slowly, turning so his legs are planted on the ground, hand never leaving your clit.

When his other hand finally leaves your hips, he’s grabbing your tit and capturing your nipple between his teeth, suckling until it stings.

That sends you over the edge – your hips stutter just as his movements become erratic, and you can’t help but lean forward to kiss him deeply, passionately until you both ride it out.

He flops back onto the bed, laughing when you yelp at the unexpected fall. You roll off on him but stay snuggled against him.

He speaks first.

“Fuck, that was good.”

You giggle, covering your face with your hands. “Says you. You were incredible.”

He shrugs, standing to stretch.

“Ya know, I wouldn’t mind taking you for a spin a couple of times,” he jokes, retrieving his shirt from the floor.

“I gotta head out to do some things. You gonna head out?”

You bite your lip, a little upset that it was over so quickly. Yeah, you were satiated but… was one time enough?

You don’t answer, and he doesn’t say anything more until he’s fully clothed, slinging his bag over his shoulder.

“You don’t have to go just yet, stranger. No rush. I wouldn’t mind another round after I get back,” he winks, grabbing the handle of the door.

You nod furiously, grabbing the nearest pillow to cover your body as he flings the door open.

“See ya soon for round two,” he says, giving a single wave before shutting the door.

You fall back against the covers again, your eyes heavy from being completely spent. The haze of sleep quickly overtakes you, and thoughts of Ban swirl around your mind until your breathing evens out.

[finnegansshitwriting]

Hold Me, Please?

       Ban X Insecure G/N Reader!

    (WARNING! MENTIONS SELF HARM IN THE FORM OF SCRATCHING)

     Ban stood there, his hand swiping through the sweaty mess of light blue and white streaked hair as he let out a defeated sigh. He knew you weren’t in a very good head space recently and as much as he wanted to be right beside you, Meliodas had needed him for quite a few missions. His ruby eyes landed on your figure, curled up into a ball and breathing softly. Carefully, he took a seat on the edge of the bed, causing a small dip, your body gently sliding to make contact with red leather and silver studded pants. During this slide your shirt had risen up a bit and revealed skin, the soft flesh looked delicate, fragile, but upon closer inspection Ban had quickly noticed red stained scratch marks littering your stomach, he let his eyes wander over your sleeping figure, more scratch marks on your neck and face, your eyes were swollen, red, and puffy.

     “Aw baby, please tell me you didn’t do this to yourself.” His voice was low, a gruff whisper as he let his cold hand rub the marks, hoping they’d just magically vanish. Your small, sweet voice rang out softy, grabbing the fox sin’s attention.

     “I’m sorry Ban, I just couldn’t help it. I just- I looked so...so gross.” Ban could see the tears start to fill your eyes, he swiftly grabbed your hips and placed you into his lap, the small of your back perfectly fit into his chiseled stomach, almost as if the gods carved you two as a united puzzle piece. He placed soft warm kisses down your neck before fully resting his face in the crook of it.

    “Listen here (Y/N), you’re stunning, perfect, the person I could only ever dream of holding in my arms. I know you don’t see it yet, but I want to help you see yourself the way I do. Alright? Now, take your shirt off so I can clean those scratches.” Ban’s voice was stern but kind, his eyes softened when they met your bright (E/C) orbs, he picked you up and placed you beside him so he could hurry on to the bathroom. You carefully shimmied out of the large white t-shirt you had on threw it to the side, you held your hands on the tops of your thigh, tugging at the strings of your shirts to pass the time.

     “Alright Honeysuckle, this’ll sting a bit, but you can handle it, right?” His voice was slightly teasing, you could feel your face heat up as you just nodded. Ban swiftly cleaned the scratches, it wasn’t an unbearable pain, just uncomfortable, after he was done he laid the bandages and alcohol on the bedside table before wrapping his long arms around your waist, you hissed at the contact on your skin causing Ban to quickly retract his hands from you, a worried looked wiped over his face.

     “No-no, I-I’m okay! Please Ban,” Your voice was low, almost quivering from being so touch starved lately.

      “Just, hold me? Please.” your arms snaked around his neck. Putting your weight onto him, causing the both of you to softly fall onto the plush bed sheets. The both of you erupted into fits and giggles at the silly gesture, but nonetheless, it was a moment you both cherished.

     FIN

[lav-bee]

7 Deadly Sins x Reader Headcannons

PDA in public vs private

Characters: Meliodas, Ban

❤️- read as romantic

Warnings?: Meliodas is a bit NSFW, but really when is he not?

Meliodas

- You think this man cares that you’re in public?

- NO!

- He’ll grope you regardless

- He’s gonna give you all the lovin’ and more

- Makes many sexual jokes and gestures to try to fluster you or make you react

- If you’re uncomfortable to show a lot of affection he’ll tone it down a bit if you ask

- PDA in private isn’t much different

- He will however wrap his arms and legs around your frame and cover your face and neck in kisses

- Still prefers groping though 😓

- He’ll bury his face into your chest (wether you have boobs or not) and leave hickeys

- He can and will stay there for hours just sucking while massaging your butt

Ban

- Dosen’t mind showing PDA in public at all

- Not overwhelmingly touchy

- He doesn’t care for other people’s opinions so he does anything he wants

- But again, not super touchy, he’s not naturally super affectionate

- Likes pulling you into his lap to hold you close

- Greets you with a kiss on the lips ^-^

- In private he is more romantic

- Long make-out sessions that don’t have to go any further

- Wondering hands will start at your waist and will slowly make their way down

[friendlylocalweebtrash]

Happy Accident: Ban x thicc!Reader

Prompt 37 “Wow. That outfit…let me help you out of it.” With Ban

A/N: Okay so I am definitely working on that Bakugo fic BUT I started this one first as a gift for a friend and figured that I would also post it here so that y’all have something to read while I work on the other one! I also have a Toshinori fic that’s finished and I’ll post that either before or after depending on how long it takes me to write the Bakugo one! Anyways this is like the smallest amount of backstory sorry in advance but hopefully you all like it!

Pairing: Ban x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, pure filth, cursing, light choking, marking (y’all I’m a sucker for the fangs), ummmmm I think that’s it!

Word Count: 4248, she’s kinda long, I’m not good at short works lmao

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You hadn’t planned on joining up with the Seven Deadly Sins, but Elizabeth was your best friend and after everything that had happened you couldn’t even think of letting her go off to Camelot with them alone. Not that you didn’t trust them to keep her safe, you knew Meliodas would die before he let anything happen to her, but still you worried. So against the wishes of your father you had packed your things and joined the Sins on their journey.

It was honestly nice to be around people other than the stuffy royals you were used to. Not that you had anything against your heritage, you just longed for something more…exciting, dangerous, something exhilarating. The Sins ended up being much more interesting than you expected too, and you quickly became friends with Diane. King and Gowther were much more reserved, but they were friendly enough. Of course Meliodas was the life of the party, and always cheerful. Then there was Ban. Charming, sexy, crazy Ban. At almost 7 feet tall he towered over you, and he used that to his advantage when teasing you. He would always catch you at the worst possible moment, caging you between his arms at the bar and leaning down over you like a predator. He loved the way your face would flush every time he got close to you. Truth be told, the man was already head over heels for you though he wasn’t even close to being ready to admit it to you. He may be an overly confident immortal being, but deep down he had a soft spot in his heart that he didn’t necessarily like to show. So for the time being he would be happy enough to flirt with you just to see that pretty blush dust over your cheeks.

You had only been in Camelot for a couple of days thus far but you were beginning to realize that the flowy dresses and skirts you typically wore were going to be a bit impractical for all the running around you were doing with the Sins. So one morning you asked Elizabeth and Diane if they would accompany you into town to do some shopping for new clothes. After a fun filled afternoon with your girlfriends you returned to the Boar Hat to try on one of your new outfits. It was a tad more risqué than anything you would normally wear as a princess, but you figured if Elizabeth could get away with wearing such a skimpy uniform then maybe you could stand to take a few risks too! The leather skirt was a bit shorter than you’d expected, barely hitting past the tops of your thighs and the way it hugged your curves it almost felt like it had been sewn specifically to fit your plush body. The deep red color complimented your skin beautifully, and the matching top fit you just as well. You had to admit that the new outfit did make you a tad bit self-conscious, you’d never shown that much skin before. The top was sleeveless with a deep plunging v-neckline and a corseted back. The small strip of skin showing between the high waisted skirt and top was definitely out of your comfort zone, but you really wanted to try new things, to reinvent yourself. As you stared in the mirror at yourself, fiddling with your hair and mulling over whether or not you should return the outfit you heard the creak of your door being opened and Bans’ voice drifting towards you. Crap! You thought as you whipped towards the door. No way in hell you wanted Ban of all people to see in such a skimpy outfit, at least not in this state, but you were frozen in place as he entered. “Hey y/n the Captain wants us all t-“ he freezes in the doorway, hand still on the knob as he stares at you wide eyed. His eyes rake slowly over your body and you can see the barest hint of red tinting the Fox Sins’ cheeks as he appraises you. Your heart feels like it’s going to beat right out of your chest and you’re sure he can hear it as he slowly approaches you. “Wow. That outfit…” he lets out a shaky breath, reaching to grasp one of your hands so he can spin you around and get the full view. When you’re facing him again he has a devilish grin on his lips. He brings the hand he’s holding up to his lips while the other snakes around your waist pulling you flush against him. He releases your hand only to place his index finger under your chin, titling your head up to meet his gaze as he leans closer, lips a breath away from your own as he asks, “let me help you out of it, eh?”

At this point he’s so close you don’t even think your heart is beating anymore, you’re sure you must have died and gone to heaven. But he’s still gazing into your eyes with a hunger so carnal you can’t even think straight, so you do the only thing that makes sense to you in the moment. You stretch up on your toes, closing the distance and pressing your lips hotly against his. Ban wasted no time in kissing you back with all the passion he had stored in him. Sure this wasn’t exactly how he had wanted it to go when you two got together at first, but to him this was a sign that he had waited long enough and now he needed to take action. He needed to show you just how beautiful you were to him, even if he didn’t deserve you, even if you didn’t want anything more from him after this, he just needed to feel you.

Your hands slide up the expanse of Bans’ chest, reveling in the contours of muscle. You’ve always admired his strength and how toned his body is but to finally be able to feel it after admiring from a distance for so long was unreal. Your hands continue up over his defined shoulders and his neck, nails scraping over the skin lightly. As your hands weave into his spiky hair, which is rather soft you notice, his tongue comes out to sweep across your bottom lip. At the same time his hands move down, squeezing your ass before gripping your thighs and lifting you up. The motion earns a small gasp from you and he quickly uses that to his advantage, letting his tongue slip past your parted lips to explore your mouth with fervor. Your tongues dance, fighting for dominance while you grip his hair and wrap your legs tightly around his hips. You can already feel how hard he is beneath the leather of his own pants and you roll your hips teasingly against him. Ban groans into your mouth nipping lightly at your kiss swollen bottom lip before moving down to place even more hot kisses on your jaw, working his way to the juncture where it meets your neck; stopping there momentarily to suck harshly, a dark hickey forming immediately. You arch into his touch, moaning softly as he starts sucking another mark below the first.

Ban walks over to your bed with you still wrapped tightly around him and sits on the edge, allowing you to straddle his lap while he continues his assault on your neck. Then you feel the light scrape of his fangs dragging across the sensitive skin of your neck and you draw in a shaky breath, your grip in his blue locks tightening. You feel Ban smirk against your neck before biting ever so gently at your flesh. Your hips roll against his involuntarily while a soft moan escapes your lips. “Harder, please Ban.” You breathe out. Ban can’t help but groan at your words, his cock twitching impatiently beneath his crimson pants. His grip on your hip tightens while his other hand moves up your back pressing you even further against his solid chest. As his fingers undo the ribbon on the back of your corset top you feel his sharp teeth biting down hard on your soft flesh and you cry out at the immense pleasure your body is deriving from the sting of his fangs. A new wave of pleasure ripples through you as Ban runs his tongue over the mark he just made, soothing it before he moves to leave another on your chest just below your collarbone. All the while his skilled fingers are unlacing your top while you grind against him lost in the sensations of his mouth and hands all over your body.

You’re a panting mess above him and Ban can’t help the way he aches for you as he leaves imprints of his sharp teeth all over your neck and chest. His own chest is heaving with desire as he finally undoes the ribbon on your top, pulling away from you so he can rid you of the tight leather garment. He takes in the sight of your generous curves, nearly drooling as his eyes rake appreciatively over your form. His hand cups the back of your head, pulling you into another searing kiss as his other hand travels languidly over the newly exposed flesh. The way his calloused fingers move softly over your skin has chills racing down your spine and heat shooting straight to your core. You know you’re already dripping wet and all he’s done is kiss you. Ban pulls back for a moment, lust blown eyes gazing tenderly into your own as his lips draw up into a soft smile. “You’re so fucking beautiful y/n.” You feel heat creeping into your cheeks at his tender words, but before you can respond his lips are back on your neck trailing soft kisses down to your chest. His hands come up to palm roughly against your breasts, thumbing over your sensitive nipples making them stand at attention for him. You arch into his touch as his lips travel further down before wrapping around one hardened bud, sucking lightly before laving his hot tongue over it. “Ban, please.” Your voice is breathless; you don’t even know what you’re asking for you just need more of him. He pulls off your nipple with a gentle pop before kissing back up your neck, pecking you on lips sweetly. He presses his forehead to your own, gazing intently at you as he speaks. “I love the way my name sounds falling from your lips babygirl. Let’s see if I can make you say it louder, yeah?”

Ban stands briefly before laying the two of you down on the bed, settling himself between your plush thighs. Your skirt has long since been pushed up around your full hips and at this new angle Ban has a perfect view of the black lace beneath it which is now soaked with your arousal. His hands caress your thighs as he stares down at you, drinking in your flushed cheeks and the marks littering your beautiful skin. He leans down to capture your lips in another heated kiss as one hand moves closer to your aching core, just barely grazing over your panties, but it’s enough for him to notice his effect on you. He kisses from your lips to your jaw before stopping right by your ear, nuzzling against you before whispering “fuck princess, you’re that wet already? I’m just getting started.” He licked along the outer shell of your ear before moving down your neck once more, fingers grazing teasingly along your clothed pussy. You’re practically panting at this point, aching for him to touch you more. Ban sits up, removing his jacket and then his pants before crawling back up your body to place a quick kiss to your lips. As he pulls away your eyes rake over his body and you can’t help but stare at the impressive hard on straining against his black boxers. “Like what you see babygirl?” you can only nod, your eyes still glued to his cock. You want to taste him so badly, feel the weight of him on your tongue. It’s as if he can read your mind, his fingers gripping your chin firmly, tilting your head up to look into his crimson eyes, a smirk plastered on his face. “Maybe later princess, right now I wanna devour that pretty little pussy of yours.” Your cheeks flush as he releases your chin, trailing kisses down your torso until he reaches the bunched up material of your skirt. He hooks his fingers in the waistband and pulls your skirt and panties off in one go, tossing them haphazardly to mingle with the other garments littering the floor.

Ban is what you could call a pleasure dom. He gets off on getting his partner off, but man does he love to draw it out, to tease until they’re begging for release. Ban wants nothing more than to have you a dripping, moaning mess for him. To take you higher and higher until the only word that falls from your lips is his name. Which is exactly what he plans to do. Ban settles himself between your thighs, nuzzling against one before trailing kisses, hickies, and love bites from your knee all the way up to your hip bone. He hums against your skin, kissing and licking his way across your lower tummy before treating the other thigh with the same care and attention as the first. You’re whining and panting, hands balled in the sheets as he continues to tease his way up your leg, stopping just before he reaches you center. He marvels at the beautiful sounds you make, like a song made just for his ears. You cry out as his teeth sink into your thigh, feeling yourself drip with even more arousal at the mix of pain and pleasure. Ban was going to be the death of you. Writhing beneath him you pleaded with the fox eyed man, “Ban please, please, I-I need more- ah!” he silenced your begging by running his tongue up your dripping slit, collecting the juices there. He lapped lazily at your folds, enjoying how you cried out for him softly, relishing in the taste of you, all for him and only him. He pulled back for a moment, looking at you with hazy eyes. “You taste so fucking sweet princess, I could lick this pretty pussy all damn day.” You moaned at his words, throwing your head back against the pillows as he continued his ministrations, moving upward to circle his tongue around your sensitive clit. He sucked on it gently and you keened, hands flying to his hair and tugging hard. “Mmmm…” he moaned against you, doubling the pleasure you felt as he continued to suck. His grip on your thighs tightened, spreading them wider as his tongue trailed from your clit back down to your entrance. He teased it for a few moments before plunging his tongue into your wet heat. “Oh fuck, Ban. That feels so good.” Your hips began rolling against his face as he plunged his tongue in and out of your core with abandon. You could feel the coil in your lower belly tightening, you were close. “Ban I –fuck- I’m so c-close, please can I cum?” He smirked against your pussy, such a good girl asking for permission. He removed his tongue from your core, making you whimper until he replaced it with two long fingers, pumping them in and out at an agonizingly slow pace. “Yes princess, cum all over daddys’ fingers.” Ban began to pump his fingers faster, crooking them to hit that spongy spot deep inside you that made you see stars. Your back arched off the bed as your orgasm ripped through you, crying out Bans’ name like it was a prayer. His fingers slowed their pace as you came down from your first release, panting as you tried to clear the fog of pleasure washing over you. Had you ever cum that hard before? If you had you certainly couldn’t remember doing so. Ban removed his fingers from your spasming hole. You looked up in time to see him sucking the last of your release from his fingers, humming in approval as he gazed down at you.

You didn’t even feel Ban get off the bed momentarily to remove his boxers, you were still trying to steady your breathing as you felt him start kissing up your flushed body. His lips found yours and he cradled your face in his hand as you kissed. You could taste yourself on him and it immediately had that coil tightening in your belly again. Your hands found purchase on his broad shoulders, pulling him closer to you. You ground your hips up against him, urging him to keep going, to fill you up and claim you. “Eager are we?” He teased as he placed a gentle kiss to your forehead. Ban lifted up slightly, lining his cock up with your entrance and running the head teasingly along your slit, collecting your arousal to help ease his massive length into your tight heat. “You ready princess?” You nodded up at him, biting your bottom lip before answering out loud. “Yes daddy, please, I want you to fill me up so bad.” He smirked down at you, bracing an arm beside your head. You both let out a loud moan at the feeling of the head pushing in, already stretching you deliciously. Inch by inch Ban eased himself in until he was buried to the hilt, allowing you a moment to adjust before he started a slow pace. His hips rolled languidly against your own, both of you letting out little gasps with every thrust. It was too much, you needed him to go faster. “Ban…” you whimpered in his ear, before taking the lobe between your teeth and tugging gently. “please I need you to go faster, I want you to fucking rail me daddy. Make me cum so hard, please.” Ban growled against your neck before pulling himself up, bracing his hands on the wood of your headboard. His breathing was ragged; cheeks flushed a beautiful red as he stared down at your writhing form beneath him. “Okay princess, but you may want to hold onto something.” He smirked at you before pulling his hips back only to snap them brutally back against yours going even deeper than before. Ban set a brutal pace, fucking into you mercilessly while you cried out beneath him. His hands gripped the headboard so tightly his knuckles were white and there beads of sweat dripping down his neck and chest as he rammed into your pussy over and over again. Your hands clawed at his chest leaving trails of red down the toned muscles. “Fuck princess,” he panted out between thrusts “you feel so fucking good squeezing my cock like that. You like how I fill up that sweet little pussy? I’m gonna make you come so fucking hard you forget your own name babygirl.” His words had you almost over the edge at this point, your body overcome with pleasure and dangling on the edge of release. You were so fucking close. Ban knew you wouldn’t last much longer with the way your walls were fluttering around his cock and honestly he didn’t think he’d last much longer either at this point. He removed one hand from the headboard, bringing it between your bodies to rub harshly against your clit. “Oh fuck! Don’t stop, fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Ban thrust faster into you nearing his own release. “Go ahead princess cum all over daddys’ cock. Fuck!I’m gonna fill your pussy up with my cum, fucking paint your insides and claim you. You’re mine babygirl.” The last part came out closer to a growl and had your orgasm slamming through you so hard your legs started shaking. A strangled cry left your lips as you rode out your high, Ban releasing right along with you. You could feel ropes of his hot cum filling your insides as your walls milked every last drop from his cock. Ban leaned down to nuzzle against your neck, pressing kisses to your flushed skin. You ran your fingers through his hair pulling him in for a soft kiss.

You stayed there for a few moments, both trying to catch your breath as you held each other close. You began planting kisses to Bans’ neck, nails grazing over his back. You felt the taut muscles in his back tense under your touch and suddenly you could also feel his cock, still nestled inside you, twitch and start to get hard again. Ban planted a kiss to your jaw before leaning close to your ear. “Careful princess, you keep that up and you might regret it.” He punctuated his sentence with a nip to your earlobe before trailing more kisses along your jaw. Feeling bold in your post orgasmic bliss an idea popped into your head. Raking your nails more harshly down his back you raised your lips to his own ear tugging gently on the lobe before whispering “Why don’t you make me, daddy?”

In mere seconds you were flipped onto your stomach, Ban grabbing roughly at your hips to pull your ass up into the air, his cock already teasing at your entrance again. Ban leaned his large frame over you, a trail of love bites forming up your back in his wake, before biting harshly at your shoulder. You hissed out a breath at the sensation, pushing your hips back against him, needy and wanting. “You asked for it babygirl.” He growled out as his fingers twisted in your hair pulling your head back and causing your body to arch further underneath him. His other hand had a bruising grip on your hip as he slowly inched his cock back into your slick folds. A loud moan fell from your lips. Fuck, you thought. He was hitting so much deeper from this angle and you immediately felt that familiar warmth growing in the lower region of your body. Ban pulled his hips back only briefly before snapping them forward and setting a brutal pace, rutting into you like his life depended on it. The room was filled with the sounds of both your moans, your skin slapping together, and the sounds of just how wet you were as he pounded his cock into you. You were sure the other Sins could hear everything but at this point you really didn’t care. You were so caught up in the feeling of Ban stretching you, his breath hot on your neck. Ban straightened up, momentarily releasing your hair so he could grip your other hip, doubling his pace as he thrust mercilessly into you. “That’s it princess, you take my cock so fucking well, you’re such a good girl for daddy.” Bans filthy words were emphasized with a sharp smack to your ass, causing you to cry out his name at the intense pleasure. Bans’ hand found its way into your hair again, pulling your body up and flush against his. He moved the hand in your hair around to grip your throat, squeezing just enough to bring you to the precipice of pleasure. “Oh god, Ban please I’m s-so close, fuck!” His other hand snaked around your front and down to your clit, his calloused fingers working your sensitive nub expertly. “Cum all over daddys cock princess, I know you want to, come on cum for me.”

“Fuck!” You cried out as white hot pleasure coursed through your body, blurring your vision with tears from the intensity of your orgasm. Bans’ released followed yours and he slowed his thrusts, working you both through your highs as you came back down to reality. After a few moments of panting and heavy breathing Ban pulled out of you gently, walking to the bathroom to find a rag to clean you both up with. When he returned you were face down on the bed, still trying to catch your breath. He kissed his way up your leg before cleaning up the mess he’d made and tossing the towel somewhere amongst your discarded clothes, he would deal with that in the morning. For now Ban crawled back into the bed, pulling you against his chest so he could wrap you in his arms. You nuzzled your face into his chest, leaving soft kisses along his skin. You were starting to drift towards sleep when you felt Ban grip your chin gently and tilt your face up towards his. “Hey, you know I love you, right?” His eyes were soft as he spoke, and there was a gentle smile on his kiss swollen lips. Your eyes teared up a bit at his words, you had always felt there was something there, you just didn’t want to get your hopes up. Yet here you were, wrapped in the arms of the man you’d grown to love since the Sins came into your life. You leaned up to connect your lips in a deep kiss, smiling softly back at him. “I know,” you whispered as you placed your hand against his cheek. “I love you too Ban.” The two of you fell asleep in your bed that night and every night after, always wrapped in each others arms.

[harmfulb1tch]

Sick (Nanatsu no Taizai)- Sick!Ban x Reader

This is my first fanfic/imagine so please tell me what you want to see next!

Warnings: Fluff, and overload Ban cuteness

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Third Person PoV:

You woke up in your bed like every other day, when you looked to your right, you saw your boyfriends face sleeping peacefully, his hair all messed up in the morning ‘He looks so cute' You thought to yourself as you continued to stare at him. Then you realized it was kinda weird that you had woken up before Ban did, but you didn’t think much of it as he was drinking late with meliodas yesterday.

Once you were done staring at Ban, you decided to go down stairs to prepare breakfast “Hello Y/N!” said Hawk almost screaming and full of energy “Good morning Hawk…” you greeted him as you yawned. You started to make breakfast, because you were a good cook as Ban had taught you. Everyone started coming down for breakfast as a scent of pancakes and muffins filled the air, you greeted everyone and then, your best friend King came in the kitchen and you started to talk with him while the muffins were in the oven. Time flew by talking to King about nothing and everything at the same time, as you took out the Delicious muffins of several flavors, as Elizabeth and King helped you plate everything, you noticed Ban hadn’t came downstairs for breakfast, so you decided to go wake him up. 

You opened to door slowly and opened the courtains slightly shortly after as some rays of the morning sun came beeming into the bedroom. As the sun came in, you saw Ban shift a bit so the sun didn’t glow on his sleepy eyes “Ban sweetheart wake up, it’s morning” you said, placing a small kiss on his forehead “hmmm…” Ban said as a sound of discomfort “Are you feeling ok?” you said, and you placed your hand on his forehead where you had placed the Kiss before “Ban I think you have a fever…wait… aren’t you inmortal?!” you said in surprise as he sat up huging you close to him “Yes, but that doesn’t mean I can’t get sick like anyone else, it just means I won’t die of it…” He explained slowly, placing his head on your shoulder to shield his eyes form the light “Oh right…” you thought outloud, then you closed the courtains, but not so much so it wasn’t completely dark, after that, you tucked Ban in caressing his cheek slowly “You will feel better soon, don’t worry” “Thanks babe…” he whispered followed by a cough “I’ll bring you breakfast, just as like you do when I’m sick” you smiled to him. You exited the room and went downstairs to prepare his breakfast “Hey Y/N is something wrong with Ban? Why isn’t he here?” Meliodas asked both curious and concerned at the same time “Don’t worry, he just has a cold, he will feel better soon” “How can be sick?!” “Look Mel, I’m not an Immortal expert, I don’t know” you said sarcastically as meliodas walked away chuckling. You quickly then grabbed a tray, placed some orange juice, a muffin, two pancakes with Ban’s favorite, strawberry sirup, (A/N: I don’t know, I feel like he does like strawberry sirup, trust me lol) 'He might like some flowers, he always gives me flowers when I’m sick' you left the tray on the tavern’s counter and went outside to pick up some flowers

Ban’s PoV:

I saw Y/N Run outside “What is she doing…?” I said to myself curious about her actions, I then saw her bend down and start to pick up flowers 'Aw… she’s so cute…’ I thought while coughing “Shit…” then I went to lay down on the bed again as I waited for her to come.

Third Person PoV:

You tied the little daisys and lillies you picked up with a string and took the tray to give it to Ban, you knocked on the door and then opened it to find a really tired looking Ban on the bed waiting for you “Aw babe you shouldn’t have…” “Don’t worry, I got you. I brought you some breakfast, tissues an extra blanket and some medicine for-” “WOAH WOAH THERE BABE” Ban cut you mid sentence “Is something wrong?” you said concerned thinking he didn’t like something “Look princess, everything is great and I love you a lot for taking care of me… but I’m not taking the medicine” he said nervously “Oh come on Ban don’t act like a kid and drink the medicine” “No, not happening” he said pouting like a kid “Ban” you said in a stern voice “Yes?” “You’re ugly” you said “You’re really-” as he had his mouth open you cut his sentence and quickly placed the spoon containing the medicine in his mouth, he then swallowed the medicine and gaged “I hate you sometimes you know? Traitor” he said continuing to pout like a child “You love me” “No” “Yes” “Ok maybe a little” “I knew it”. After a while he ate his breakfast while you two chatted “That was good, did you bake everything?” he said amused “yep I did” “Thanks” you proceeded to kiss his cheek and he smiled cheerfully “Y/N do you mind if we cuddle for the rest of the day and watch a movie while I recover?” “No problem baby” “Thanks” He said kissing your cheek

The End~ 

A/N- Thanks for Reading my first one shot EVER, please request anything you like with any character you like and if I know them and have ideas i’ll make a oneshot about them! Please also request oneshot ideas, Thanks!

[peachiikawa]

can you do a ban x reader where the reader is human, just pretty average but she tries so hard to get close to ban they fall in love and just lots of fluff? please and thank you😊💕

you had met ban when he was passing through a village

he walked into your bar looking for information

you served him a beer and answered what you could

“y’know youre kind of cute”

you rolled your eyes

“yeah well youre a flirt looking for something unattainable, hoping to fill that void with meaningless relationships”

shock was evident on his face

as you turned to walk away his hand shot out and grabbed your arm

he looked at you with a straight face

“and what do you mean by that?”

after that day he stopped by more often

“back again ban? you want your usual?”

you had gotten to know him better since the first day, though it didnt happen all at once he was pretty pissed for calling him out like you did for a couple days

“yeah that sounds good. make it two actually”

you started filling two mugs and slid them towards him

“so whats up with you today ban? any plans?”

you leaned on the bar counter while he took a drink of his beer

it was a slow afternoon, though that didnt matter to you

you always enjoyed your talks with him

“actually yeah. ill be leaving town soon”

your emotions must have been evident on your face

“aw dont look so down y/n. ill be back i can promise you that”

he smiled in hopes of getting you to but you really couldnt

you tried to give him your best fake smile

but even he could see how hurt you looked

“oh okay well i hope you have a good journey! come back soon!”

he made his way out of the bar, seeing how you were already trying to distance yourself

later that night your bar was lively with plenty of patrons

“hey! barkeep! get me a bottle of vanya ale!”

“get me a beer!”

“hey! you havent got my order yet!”

you quickly tried to get every thing in order but fell and spilled a beer over the head of a drunk patron

“hey! what the hell do you think youre doing!”

he grabbed your arm and pick you up by it

“oi”

everyone stopped and looked towards where the voice was coming from

“youre going to want to let go of them”

ban walked up towards the man who still had his hold on you

“oh yeah? what are you going to do about it”

then someone nudged your assailant and mumbled something to him

“dude..thats ban the undead let the bitch go-”

ban hit both of them before he even finished his sentence

“oops you took too long”

he helped you up gently with a goofy smile on his face

“what are you doing here ban? thought you were leaving town”

he took your hand and led you out of the bar

“ban what the hell let me go”

you got your hand out of his and held it to your chest, it still slightly throbbing from how tight that other guy held it

“did he hurt you? let me see”

he took a step towards you to which you took one back

“ban why are you here”

a smirk came up on his face

“i forgot something important and thought i should go get it”

[avis-writeshq]

Hi do you think you could do a dating ban and being really shy headcanon?? Also maybe if you could something about insecurity because well he's a very handsome guy.

Ban x Insecure!Reader: True Beauty

Requested: Yes, by anon!

Pairing: Ban x Fem!Reader

Summary: People were the worst. You knew that. And the worst thing was the fact you were the shyest person on earth. So people sucked more than usual. Thank God you had good friends and a sexy boyfriend on your side.

Warnings: Kind of a trigger warning? Self-deprecating thoughts, coarse language, angst, fluff, and trash writing

Other: Kind of a modern AU? There is no relation to the anime/manga

Word count: 950                                                                                              

 Things you probably wanna know, for all you ‘x reader’ illiterates:

(Y/N): Your Name

(H/C): Hair Colour / Color

(E/C): Eye Colour / Color

(N/N): Nickname

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People were the worst. It was a common fact between you and literally everyone else. Of course, there were some people who could regain your hope in humanity, but then again… they weren’t all humans. Harlequin who was known more as ‘King’ was the actual king of the fairies. His fiancée, Diane, was a giantess and the queen of the giants. Escanor was more or less human who was cursed when he was born. Gowther was a doll made human and Merlin… well, you didn’t really know about that, and Meliodas was a demon. Elizabeth turned out to be a goddess, and Hawk was a talking pig. And then there was Ban. He was pretty much human.

 At least, he was as human as could be. In other words, this man was inhumanely attractive. With a scar on his left cheek and greedy fox-like eyes, you were pretty sure you were blessed with the most attractive boyfriend on earth. But sometimes, things weren’t always a blessing on your part.

 It was a normal spring day; Brittania couldn’t be in higher spirits. The bright lights of the festival were swinging overhead as the townsfolk danced to the music. Stands holding delicious street foods were set up, the scent of twist potatoes on one side and sweet candy apples on the other wafting through the air. You and the rest of the Sins decided to pay a visit, Diane of course in human size.

 The Sins, being the strongest knights in the kingdom, drew much attention from the town people. People flocked from side to side, asking for a picture an autograph. With an arm around your waist, you and Ban pushed through the crowd to get some food and ale. That’s when the whispers began to flood around you.

 “Is that Undead Ban?”

 “Who’s the girl? Is she his girlfriend or something?”

 “Why would he settle for the likes of her?”

 “She’s so plain and boring. What was he thinking?”

 You swallowed thickly, taking a side glance at Ban. You could tell from the look on his face that he wasn’t happy, so there was no doubt that he heard them too. His jaw clenched as more whispers encircled you, and the tightness in your chest was beginning to constrict your movements. You let out a small breath, trying to calm yourself down. They were just a bunch of jealous girls; Ban wouldn’t think any less of you… would he?

 A face flashed past you and you stopped walking altogether. Elaine. Of course, you remember her; she was a small but pretty fairy with silky blonde hair and gorgeous gold eyes. Ban’s first love who died from health complications. You understood why he loved her. After all, not only was she pretty, but she was kind and fierce at the same time. You, on the other hand, would probably lose half your limbs and your life in the first 5 seconds of a battle.

 “(Y/N)?” His voice brought you out of your reverie. “Are you okay?”

 “I think I’m going to be sick,” you blurted before breaking out of his hold and bolting to the nearest restroom, not giving Ban a moment to process what just happened.

 You passed Diane and Elizabeth who both excused themselves and gave chase. You felt your heart palpitate; this wasn’t how you thought the day would go. You pushed into the bathroom, leaning against the cool white walls. Shaky breaths began to escape your body. Not only were you shy and had social anxiety because of it, but you couldn’t stand to be in crowded rooms. You thought that maybe with Ban there you would feel more comfortable. He definitely helped, but the whispers that filled your ears were the last things you wanted to hear.

 “(Y/N)? Is everything okay?” Elizabeth’s careful voice reverberated against the tiles and you forced a smile.

 “I just… I kinda lost it.”

 “Is it about those annoying town girls again?” Diane huffed angrily from beside the princess. “You don’t deserve that, (N/N). No one does!”

 “But they’re right,” you mumbled. “I’m shy, quiet, probably annoying… Ban deserves someone better; someone stronger, someone who could be of actual use.”

 “You’re helpful Lady (Y/N)!” Elizabeth exclaimed, determined to prove you wrong. “You might not know the whole story. Sir Ban has never been happier ever since he met you! You take care of him, worry about him and you’re always there for him whenever he needs it!”

 “Yeah, and have you heard what he says about you?” Diane asked, a gentle smile on her face. “He’s always telling King and the others about how amazing you are. He really cares about you, (Y/N). Have more faith in him!”

 “But those girls-”

 “They’re snobs,” Elizabeth and Diane said together and the three of you burst into little giggles.

 You let out a small sigh thankful for having such good friends. “Yeah. You’re right guys. Thank you.” And enveloping them in a hug, you felt something spring in your chest. Confidence.

 ***

Ban found you a few after you emerged from the bathroom. Needless to say, he was worried sick. He knew he should have told those girls off; after all, they were the reason you got stressed out.

 “Hey, are you- mph!”

 You clenched your eyes closed as you pressed your lips to his. His hands found your waist as he pulled you closer to him. Reluctantly, you pulled away, your cheeks burning and eyes on the ground.

 “Well damn, (Y/N), that was fucking hot.”

 Your cheeks burned further and your buried your face in his chest. Ban let out a low chuckle, kissing the top of your head.

 “I love you.”

 ~End~

 Remember guys, you’re all beautiful in your own way! xoxo

[tetsuka]

Falling asleep on Ban - HC's

Word count: 380

Warning: None

Request: Yes - For @deepforesteyes

A/n: Short and I'm literally gonna murder mobile

- Due to a long day of traveling, (Y/n) and the rest of the Sins (and Elizabeth) had stopped in a small village in the middle of nowhere.

- It was still relatively light out so Meliodas thought it would be a good idea to drum up some business for the Boar hat.

- (Y/n) was the eighth sin, the Raven Sin of Dispair. They were know for their gruesome bloody battles, but also for their good heart.

- (Y/n) was one of the softer Sins alongside Diane, often trying to help anyone they could, though mostly their best friend and crush Ban.

- After closing up shop Ban was sitting on a stool next (Y/n) as they counted all the coins they had gotten that day.

- Compared to everyone else (Y/n) was small, not as short as Meliodas though. They stood around 5’4(162cm), which compared to Ban was very tiny.

- Not that the white haired male minded, he thought that their height was adorable.

- Said white haired male was surprised when he felt a slight pressure on his right arm, he looked over only to see that (Y/n) had fallen asleep on him.

- Ban and (Y/n) shared a room so without waking them up, he carried his crush all the way to their shared quarters.

- The smaller individual rested their head on Ban’s shoulder, wrapping their arms around his neck and snuggling into his exposed chest.

- This made Ban blush.

- Even though this occurrence had become almost a routine, the thought that (Y/n) would cuddle him had his face a shade of red darker then his clothing.  

- Once in the room Ban laid down on the plush bed, (Y/n) still on his chest.

- The two fell asleep holding each other, and that’s all they needed for a good night’s rest.