#sds x reader

[mxneyslvt]

“As she brushed her silky blonde straight hair”

[spaceyboo]

Blurred visions (extended)

this is just a longer version of my drabble "Blurred visions" hope you enjoy :))

ban had been loud the moment y’all walked in.

loud in the way his laugh echoed over the music, loud in the way he threw his arm around your waist with a proud “ain’t she the prettiest fuckin’ thing in here?” to anyone who got too close. loud when he smacked your ass and yelled something dumb like, “that one’s mine, got it? look again and i’ll knock your fuckin’ teeth out.”

you should’ve known the night would turn into a show.

drunk ban wasn’t soft. he was intense, cocky, a little messy, and so damn loud, to the point that you kept apologizing for him with every passing drink he downed. but he was also incredibly handsy, incredibly vocal about how much he wanted you, and so clearly gone for you that it almost didn’t matter how chaotic he got.

almost.

like when some guy dropped his wallet near your feet, bent to grab it, and ban immediately shoved him back with a growl.

“thought you were peekin’ up her fuckin’ dress, asshole.”

you had to physically wedge yourself between them, shoving ban back by the chest with a “ban. chill. he wasn’t looking.”

he huffed. “still too damn close.”

once the drama passed, ban was all over you again, pulling you toward the dance floor. he swayed like an idiot to whatever beat was playing, but it wasn’t dancing, not really. he just gripped your ass shamelessly, swaying lazily side to side, face buried in your neck like no one else existed.

“you smell so good,” he muttered into your skin, breath hot, voice slurred. “could fuckin’ drown in you, y’know that?”

you rolled your eyes, “you said we were dancing.”

“we are.” he squeezed your ass tighter. “dancin’ with my baby. makin’ everyone jealous.”

he kissed up your neck, tongue wet, messy. you could already feel his cock pressed firm against your hip and when you reached behind you to swat him off, he groaned.

“don’t tease,” he whispered. “i’m already thinkin’ about how good that pussy’s gonna taste with a shot of whiskey on my tongue. let’s take a shot together ”

you elbowed him. “hell no, someone’s gotta be sober to drive.”

“buzzkill,” he grinned, then leaned close and kissed the corner of your mouth, sticky and sweet with liquor. 

minutes later, you found yourself back at the bar, ban laughing too loud, tossing coins like candy and slurring, “drinks on me! all of ‘em! i love you bastards!”

you smacked his hand. “ban. you are not buying the entire club drinks”

“why not?” he said, grinning at you like a fool. “i’m in love, i’m drunk, and my girl’s the hottest fuckin’ thing in the world.”

it wasn’t long before he pulled you into his lap in one of the corner booths. you were sitting back against his chest, his arms wrapped tight around your waist, face buried against your shoulder as he whispered

“love you, baby. love you so much i could fuckin’ cry.”

he kissed your neck slowly. tender at first. then hungrier. his hips rolled just once beneath you, and you felt him. hard. big. desperate.

his voice dropped lower.

“you’ve got no idea what you do to me. can smell you every time you shift on my lap. wanna fuck you right here, i swear”

“ban.” you tried to sound serious. you really did. but the way he was rocking his hips just a little, the way his teeth grazed your skin and his cock throbbed against your ass, you were melting.

he chuckled, drunk and dark. “y’know what? fuck this place. i’m takin’ you home.”

he didn’t mean home.

backseat. club lot. windows fogged up and seat reclined.

you barely had time to breathe before ban was pulling your dress over your head and throwing it in the front seat. his mouth was on your stomach, trailing kisses down to your soaked panties. he licked over the fabric with a slow, lazy swipe of his tongue.

“ban, don’t tease.”

“i’m not.” he looked up, face flushed and dangerous. “i’m starving.”

he ripped your panties with a growl and buried his face between your legs like he was dying for it. licking, sucking, moaning, his tongue everywhere, sloppy and wild and so fuckin’ loud. he was grinding into the seat like your taste was driving him insane.

“you taste like heaven, baby,” he slurred, “fuckin’ addicted.”

he added one finger. then two. curling them perfectly as his mouth sucked on your clit, tongue flicking hard and fast.

your legs were shaking, already close.

“go ahead,” he murmured, voice dripping with honey. “squirt on my fuckin’ face, baby. soak me.”

and you did. legs twitching, hips bucking, your juices spraying all over his tongue and chin. ban groaned so loud it vibrated your whole damn soul.

he didn’t stop. licked you through it. moaned into it.

“never seen you shake like that,” he grinned, face slick. “gonna make you do it again.”

he towered over you, licking his lips, cock rock hard as he lined himself up. he looked into your eyes and slammed into you in one forceful thrust.

your breath left your lungs.

“fuuuck,” he hissed, voice broken. “you’re squeezin’ me like you missed me.”

he fucked you hard. fast. messy. slamming into you with a rhythm only a drunk, feral man in love could manage. your moans filled the car. his mouth found yours, hot and sticky with desperation. you couldn’t even kiss him back. just moaned into his mouth, overwhelmed.

he pulled back, looking at you under the streetlight bleeding in through the fogged window. “so fuckin’ pretty. keep squeezin’ me like that, and i’m gonna, fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me cum.”

you pulled him close, legs locking around him. “don’t stop. please, don’t stop.”

“gonna cum with me?” he whispered, slurring it. “together, yeah? that’s my girl.”

you came again. screaming. soaking his cock. he groaned loud, spilling inside you, holding still as you both rode it out.

but he didn’t stop.

not for more than a minute.

he was still hard.

still drunk.

still so in love.

“you can take it, baby,” he whispered against your lips. “let me fuck you stupid.”

and he did.

fucked you until your legs shook again. until you cried from overstimulation. until his kisses got sloppier and his moans louder and your name was all he could say.

over. and over. and over.

[tytarax]

7DS CHRISTMAS SPECIAL

Meliodas

He LOVES Christmas.

Dresses the tavern with badly hung lights.

Offers you a holiday ale “on the house,” then drinks half of it himself.

Surprises you with a small but heartfelt gift.

Pulls you onto his lap during the party like it’s nothing.

Cooks a Christmas feast that somehow tastes incredible despite him messing around the whole time.

Elizabeth

The sweetest Christmas ever.

Bakes cookies for you (heart-shaped).

Gives you a knitted scarf she made herself.

Pulls you to watch the snow from the castle balcony.

Gives you the softest hug, wings fluttering slightly if she’s in her goddess form.

Ban

Chaotic boyfriend holiday.

Steals Christmas decorations from towns (“I’m borrowing them!”).

Gives you a handmade gift (surprisingly good).

Picks you up with one arm and tosses you onto the couch for cuddles.

Teases you constantly but gets weirdly shy when giving his gift.

King

He’s nervous but excited.

Makes tiny floating lights with his spirit spear to mimic Christmas lights.

Gives you a flower crown woven from fairy flowers.

Blushes bright red if you hug him.

Sits beside you under a giant glowing tree he created just for you.

Diane

Big warm giant Christmas!

Crafts you a giant hand-made ornament shaped like you.

Lifts you up to sit on her shoulder so you can see the decorations.

Gives you the biggest, warmest hug.

Loves watching you open her gift, kicking her feet all excited.

Gowther

He tries to “understand Christmas.”

Gives you a gift based on his analysis: something deeply personal.

Asks endless questions about the meaning of the holiday.

Lets you dress him in embarrassing Christmas pajamas without a blink.

Surprises you with an unexpectedly emotional moment when he thanks you for “showing him warmth.”

Merlin

Christmas? More like an experiment.

Creates magical lights that float around you.

Gives you a spell-infused gift, extremely useful and extravagant.

Acts indifferent but watches your reaction carefully.

Invites you to stay for the night, which for Merlin means you are very special.

Escanor (Daytime)

He writes you a poem.

Blushes bright red reading it aloud.

Gives you something handmade, simple but heartfelt.

Holds your hand gently while basking in the sun.

Escanor (Night)

Soft, insecure, sweet.

Apologizes for not being able to give you “more.”

You reassure him and he melts instantly.

Gives you a delicate necklace he bought with shaking hands.

Gilthunder

Knightly Christmas.

Offers you his cape because it's cold.

Gives you a beautifully wrapped gift.

Blushes when your fingers touch.

Escorts you through the illuminated gardens.

Hendrickson

He prefers calm holidays.

Prepares tea and a warm fire.

Gives you a very practical but thoughtful gift.

Talks with you for hours, relaxed and content.

Subtly reaches for your hand.

Zeldris

A dark but strangely cozy Christmas.

Pretends he doesn’t care until he sees YOU care.

Gives you a rare demon artifact as a gift.

Holds you by the waist possessively.

Lets you put a tiny Christmas hat on him only because it’s you.

Cusack

Master assassin Christmas??

Pretends he isn’t celebrating.

But he carved you a gift by hand.

Awkwardly pats your head.

Mumbles something about “you should stay safe.”

Chandler

The coziest cottage from hell.

Makes you too many sweets.

Spoils you like a grandparent.

Gifts you something homemade and enchanted.

Calls you “dearie” constantly.

Ludociel

Glamorous angelic Christmas.

The place sparkles, literally.

Gives you an extravagant, glowing gift.

Acts superior, but constantly looks to see if you like it.

Softens when you smile — visibly.

Mael (Sunshine)

Pure sunlit Christmas.

Makes the air warm and pleasant.

Gives you a handmade charm.

Holds you in his arms while watching the sunset.

Mael (Fallen)

A melancholic, soft Christmas.

Apologizes often.

Gives you a small, symbolic gift.

Smiles weakly when you reassure him.

Leans on your shoulder, grateful.

Masterpost

7DS Masterlist

[mya-valentine]

Another Round, Doll

Synopsis: A barmaid at the Boar Hat becomes the favorite target of Ban’s playful teasing, with him constantly asking for “another drink” just to get her attention. But when a group of dangerous men storm the tavern demanding her, Ban’s flirty demeanor shifts to fierce protectiveness, showing he’s willing to risk everything to keep her safe.

A/N: Happy 214th post😊🩷(It's my birthday number 😂)

The Boar Hat was unusually lively tonight, the raucous laughter of patrons filling the air as mugs of ale clinked together and plates of food were devoured in a whirlwind of chatter. As the barmaid, it was your job to keep up with the chaos, weaving between the tables with a tray balanced expertly in one hand while the other distributed drinks with mechanical precision.

But your routine was frequently interrupted by one mischievous, silver-haired fox—the one and only Ban.

"Hey, doll, how 'bout another round?" Ban's smooth, teasing voice cut through the noise, accompanied by that signature smirk that seemed to drip with trouble.

You turned to him with a look of feigned exasperation, already well aware of his antics. His mug was still full. "You’ve barely touched the last one," you pointed out, placing your hands on your hips.

Ban leaned back lazily in his chair, his long legs stretched out in front of him. "Yeah, but it’s more fun to watch you bring it to me," he drawled, winking.

You rolled your eyes, unable to suppress the small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. Ban had been teasing you since the day you started working at the Boar Hat, always finding an excuse to call you over. Whether it was asking for another drink, making some ridiculous request, or simply throwing out a flirtatious comment, he seemed to enjoy getting under your skin.

"You're impossible," you muttered, but you still went to fetch him another mug of ale, knowing full well he didn’t actually need it.

When you returned, Ban reached for the mug, but instead of taking it, he grabbed your wrist gently, his calloused fingers brushing against your skin. The smirk on his face softened slightly, his crimson eyes glinting with something unspoken.

"You’re workin' too hard," he said, his voice quieter, almost sincere. "You should take a break, y’know."

You blinked, caught off guard by his sudden change in tone. Before you could respond, the door to the Boar Hat slammed open, and the atmosphere shifted in an instant.

A group of rough-looking men stormed in, their weapons glinting menacingly in the dim light. The lively chatter died down as the patrons turned to stare, the air growing thick with tension.

"Where’s the owner?" one of the men barked, his voice sharp and threatening.

Meliodas stepped forward from behind the bar, his usual carefree demeanor replaced with a calm yet dangerous aura. "What can I do for you gentlemen?"

The leader of the group sneered. "We’re here for the barmaid." His eyes landed on you, and your blood ran cold. "Hand her over, and we won’t wreck the place."

Ban was on his feet in an instant, his casual demeanor gone. His crimson eyes darkened, and his smirk twisted into something far more dangerous.

"Sorry, pal," Ban said, stepping protectively in front of you. "But if you think you’re layin’ a finger on her, you’ve got another thing comin’."

The leader laughed, clearly underestimating the immortal standing before him. "And who the hell are you supposed to be?"

Ban didn’t bother responding. In a blur of motion, he closed the distance between them, his fist connecting with the man’s jaw with a sickening crack. The leader crumpled to the floor, unconscious before he even hit the ground.

The other men barely had time to react before Ban was on them, moving with a speed and precision that left them no chance to retaliate. You watched in awe and horror as he dispatched them one by one, his movements almost lazy yet devastatingly effective.

When the last man hit the floor, Ban turned to you, his crimson eyes softening as he stepped closer. "You okay, doll?"

You nodded, your heart pounding in your chest. "Yeah, I... I’m fine. Thanks to you."

Ban smirked, his usual cocky demeanor returning. "Told ya I’d take care of ya."

You let out a shaky laugh, your adrenaline starting to fade. "Guess I owe you a drink now."

Ban chuckled, slinging an arm around your shoulders as he guided you back to the bar. "Nah, doll. Just seeing you safe is reward enough."

But as you glanced up at him, you couldn’t help but notice the way his smirk softened when he looked at you, a glimmer of genuine affection hidden beneath his playful exterior.

Maybe Ban’s antics weren’t just about getting under your skin after all.

.

.

.

Masterlist

[tvgals]

when it’s so good you gotta take a minute …

-

he had your knees to your chest and your arms on either side of your head. he looks at you while giving deep, hard thrusts into your aching pussy.

“oh my fucking goddddd…” you whine, your eyes rolling back. he grins at your face, bringing one hand up from the back of your thigh to tap your cheek a few times, earning some whines and moans from you. “baby…” you sigh out, looking at him. “i’m righ’ here. whatchu need, mama?” he asks, still thrusting into you. “what the fuck do you be doing?” you hiccup, arching your back at the feeling of his dick pressing into you. “i’m just feedin’ yo cute lil pussy…she missed me.” he whispers into your ear.

“nu uh…you gotta stop, i’m finna…” you meek, pushing against his abdomen. “nu uh, nunna that, mama.” he tuts, pinning your hands on either side of your head and thrusting even faster than before.

“shitttt!” you stammer, your teeth clattering together. “it’s that good, mama?” he asks, knowing you can’t give him an answer.

-

ban, eren, ony, floch, ichigo, könig, price, toji, geto. gojo, +ur faves i can’t think of anymore

[milkshakesmoothiee]

˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞

𐙚🧸ྀི Introduction

Hey, my nickname is Milkshake! Welcome to my blog, I enjoy writing every once in awhile on Tumblr, but it's often for fandoms.

I go by any pronouns

I'm Pansexual, Asexual and Polyamorous. (A really unique combo—)

MBTI: INTP

𐙚🧸ྀི Interests

۶ৎ Art

۶ৎ Greek Mythology (I like all kinds but that's my favorite)

۶ৎ Music, specifically Indie and Rock

۶ৎ Poetry and Writings

۶ৎ Cottagecore and Weirdcore

۶ৎ 2000-10's Nostalgia and Weirdcore

۶ৎ Food, Baked Goods, Sweets

۶ৎ Horror and RomCom movies/books

۶ৎ Anime/Manga

۶ৎ Collecting Plushies (current count: 107)

۶ৎ Pink and Green together, or Pink and Black

۶ৎ TV shows like Walking Dead or Shameless

۶ৎ 'Spiritual' or unique methods and beliefs

۶ৎ Collecting stones and rocks, my favorite is the Rose Quartz

۶ৎ Fall/Winter

۶ৎ Arcade games

۶ৎ Exaggerated and strange fashion

˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ REQUEST PAGE

open/closed

What I write for:

Fandoms: Record of Ragnarok, Seven Deadly Sins, Demon Slayer, Ninjago, Bungo Stray Dogs, Castlevania, The Freak Circus, My Hero Academia

Types: Headcanons, Oneshots, Drabbles, Scenarios. character x reader, NSFW/SFW, angst, fluff, random, platonic, romantic, SMAU's (maybe), poly (if you request this try to limit it to only five people and below. Over that and I geninuely start getting myself confused with my own writing 😭)

I'm completely against the uncomfortable types of writings that people should know like rape, adult x child, homophobic. I will not write poly stuff that includes family members sharing/dating same reader.

I will reject any and all requests that I'm not comfortable with.

Make sure to be as detailed as possible, it helps me a lot with what you want. Although, this doesn't mean I do ocxcanon writings, it's very easy to offend someone if you do it incorrectly unintentionally

˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ MASTERLIST

Types of stories:

🍓 - fluff

🍉 - angst

🥭 - smut +18

🥥 - the post is over a year old, can be out of date with what I think of the characters

(no specific reason for the emoji types, I just like strawberries, mangoes, coconuts and watermelons LMAO)

𐙚🧸ྀི My Hero Academia

Denki Kaminari

His portrait (🍓)

Dating Headcanons (🍓/🥭)

𐙚🧸ྀི The Freak Circus

Mutliple

The Sky has Never Looked so Gloomy: Pierrot and Harlequin (🍉)

𐙚🧸ྀི Record of Ragnarok

Apollo

Dating Apollo Headcanons (🍓)

Buddha

Family + Pregnancy Headcanons (🍓)

Jack the Ripper

Dating Headcanons w/ plus sized! reader (🍓/🥭)

Multiple

Thigh Riding: Thor, Poseidon, Hades, Beelzebub, Heracles, Apollo & Leonidas (🥭)

Talking Both Ways: Poseidon, Hades, Leonidas, Buddha, Apollo, Loki and Aphrodite (🥭)

"Just use your words..": Qin Shi, Hades, Poseidon, Leonidas, Lubu and Apollo (🥭)

Whoops: Poseidon, Loki, Buddha and Apollo (🍓)

"Shut up, Mom!" : Thor, Apollo, Beelzebub, Geirolül and Hrist (🍓)

"You got big titties.": Thor, Hades, Poseidon, Apollo and Shiva (🍓)

Brat Taming: Odin, Leonidas, Aphrodite, Hades and Thor (🥭)

𐙚🧸ྀི Castlevania

"Alucard" Adrian Tepes

Alphabet Chart (🍓)

𐙚🧸ྀི Ninjago

Cole Brookstone

Zane Julien

Dating Headcanons (🍓)

Jealous, jealousy. (🥭/🍉)

Dating Headcanons (🍓)

Jay Walker

Dating Headcanons (🍓)

𐙚🧸ྀི Seven Deadly Sins

Gloxinia

Wings (🍓/🥥)

"It's been too Long" (🍓/🍉/🥥)

"Sweet like Vanilla Flower" (🍓/🥥)

"I won't let you Fall" (🍓/🥥)

Multiple

Sleeping with Fairies: King, Helbram, Elaine, Gloxinia & Gerheade (🍓/🥥)

𐙚🧸ྀི Bungo Stray Dogs

Edogawa Ranpo

"Wait, I said Sorry!?" (🍉/🥥)

Is it too late to say 'I love you'?" (🍉/🥥)

Dating Ranpo Headcanons (🍓/🥭/🥥)

Lights Out (🍓/🥥)

Candy Pop! (🍓)

Toying w/ Ranpo (🥭)

Yosano Akiko

Dating Yosano Headcanons (🍓/🥭/🥥)

Edgar Allan Poe

His Enemies Assistant (🍓)

Multiple

"You have a crush on WHO?": Dazai, Ranpo, Atsushi & Yosano (🍓/🥥)

Before Summer Ends: Yosano, Ranpo, Dazai, Atsushi & Poe (🍓/🥥)

Reader has a pet lion Headcanons: Dazai, Chuuya & Ranpo (🍓/🥥)

𐙚🧸ྀི Demon Slayer

Mitsuri Kanroji

Dating Headcanons (🍓)

[melinoelliones]

After Hours | Meliodas X Fem Reader

You had just stumbled into the Boar Hat after hours, but I bet the bartender can fix you up a little something.

2.5K Words

MINORS DNI/AGELESS BLOGS DNI/ANTI DC DNI/18+

Warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, spanking, filling up, masterbation, slight breath play, tears, praise

HI HI! Back with the smut hehe, sorry this was SUPER LATE. I hope the Meliodas lovers enjoy mwah mwah. I just wanna note that...

1. This is selfshippy, reader is a princess of Liones (not Elizabeth). Not beta read.

2. I tried to make sure it was similar to canon Meliodas but I think I may have slipped up a bit. I read it over in his voice so it’s not like SUPER off. We may interpret him differently.

3. I am a NEW WRITER so this may be written weird I APOLOGISE!!

SO ANYWAYS..... have fun

“SORRY GUYS THE BOAR HATS CLOSED, COME BACK TOMORROW”, a familiar voice called out from the bar, their back facing you as they continued polishing glasses.

You had just made your way over from your father, King Batra’s party he had thrown for the Sins as a thank you for another successful mission to protect Liones. Usually you’d just stay home in the palace with your sisters and the others or atleast until it was over, however Meliodas had decided to keep the Boar Hat open and stay there, so you thought, why not surprise him and keep him company?

You sneakily strolled through the tavern, taking a seat at the bar without a word. “I said the Boar Hat is clos~ ah well hello there beautiful” Meliodas gave you a smug grin, peering behind to see you sat across from him. 

“Space for one more?” you pouted, your puppy dog eyes were almost impossible for him to resist, “bars closed im afraid….. But I'm sure I can fix you up something real quick”, he caved, flashing you a quick wink before turning back to the alcohol.

Meliodas may have been a terrible cook, horrendous cook even but he could make a killer drink with absolutely anything, he also knew your taste palette particularly well and had yet to fail at coming up with a concoction you’d enjoy. And who could turn down a free drink?

You watched as the captain shook up up a drink for you, showing off along the way with a few bottle flips and tricks, “like what you see?” he joked as you rolled your eyes, attempting to hide your laughter. He was quite the show off sometimes but you adored every last second of it every time.

Placing a single kiss on the rim of the glass, the barkeep slid the dark coloured beverage in front of you. As you took a sip from the spot he kissed you hummed in glee, “oooo it's actually really good, maybe the best one so far”.

 “Aye, what kind of barkeep would I be if I couldn’t make my girl the perfect drink huh?” he shrugged, making his way out the bar over to the stools you were sat at.

As you continued to down your glass Meliodas quizzed you on your antics prior to coming over, you answered blindly, blissfully unaware that the man was now directly behind you, your back flush against his chest.

“I did miss you though, there was no chance that I’d stay in the palace till the end when I could come see you” you smiled sweetly to yourself, swirling the left over ice cubes. 

“Is that right, what did you miss about me hmm?” he mumbled against your neck, a wave of chills rushing through your body as you realised how close the guy now was to you. A pair of hands roamed freely across your chest, your tight fitted shirt making it easy for them to feel up every inch of it.

“I m~missed your erm jokes”

“Mmhmm what else?” he questioned, slithering one hand down from your chest to your lower stomach, lifting up your skirt in the process. Before you could muster up a response Meliodas ran his fingers along your slit before creating small circles on your clit, the friction from your underwear across it making you yearn for more. 

“Hey hey, I asked you a question didn’t I? What else did you miss about me tonight?” he teased, increasing the pressure on your sensitive clit as you cursed beneath your breath.

As you pondered for a second, Meliodas inched your newly damp underwear to the side, sliding your lips apart to reveal how wet you already were. “Well would you look at that” he smirked, using your own precum to ease two fingers into you, “you’re already drenched for me, I haven’t even started yet”. 

You yelped softly as he re-asked you the question that had completely slipped your mind, “Go on princess, you missed…..?”. 

” I~er missed your umm company?” you winced, lost for answers as he pushed his digits knuckles deep into your soaking cunt before curling them to find the sensitive patch. Your body naturally twitched as he found it, letting him know exactly what to pay attention to.

You melt into his touch, hips rocking into his fingers as he sped up, his palm pressing against your semi-swollen bud adding to the pleasure. 

The guy allowed his free hand to make work of your neglected breasts, skimming it under your form-fitted shirt as he kneaded your already hard nipples between his fingers, “Is that right? Did you miss this too? Me feeling you up?”. 

You could feel the blood rushing to your lower stomach as he focused on the growing spot inside of you, your hips rolling into his fingers, your moans soft but sloppy due to the overload of stimulation, “Meliodas p~please I-” 

“I know I know” he smirked, trailing a few small kisses on the nape of your neck.

“Hold your breath for me okay?”

Doing as told you took in a small breath, the barman deepened the curls of his fingers whilst the other hand twisted your nipples as you squirmed. You clung to your seat, the sound of him sliding in and out of you like music to his ears, “And out” he commanded.

The heat in your stomach was at its peak, you tried to steady your breathing as you could feel yourself reaching the end, “could ya hold your breath again love”. 

Taking in another breath you threw your head back against his chest “now cum for me, right here on this stool” he urged, scissoring his digits deeper inside you, his palm swiping against your clit harshly, your muffled whimpers and whines keeping him going. 

Your body twisted and turned in the stool as you came, coating his fingers completely as your thighs squeezed together around the guy's hand, yet he kept his pace allowing you to long out every second of your peak. Your chest tightened slightly as you remembered you were holding your breath, “You can breathe now my love” Meliodas chuckled.

Your breathless body fell back against him whilst you caught your breath, his warmth calming you down as he slid out his fingers, “well would you look at that, you did so well. Why dontcha clean these off for me too?” he asked, you could almost hear the smirk on his face as he showed you his fingers, they were almost dripping in your release.

In between breaths you rolled out your tongue, allowing him to slip them into your mouth, “that’s it” he cooed watching you suck yourself off them, your tongue weaving along them taking it all in before he pulled them away. He wanted to be the first to taste your sweet juices but you just looked too perfect with his fingers in your mouth.

You guys stayed as you were for what felt like a few minutes whilst you cooled off, he gave you nothing but sweet kisses before helping you off the bar stool. The alcohol conveniently started to take effect as you hit the ground, your cheeks burning up as you bent yourself over one of the tables in front of you.

Meliodas crept up behind you as you left your exposed ass in the air, your underwear completely doused and on display. You felt his clothed lower half meet yours, his needy cock poking through the layers of fabric separating you both. 

Trailing a hand up your trembling thigh he sniggered, “so was that all you missed? Or did you miss my cock in that pretty little cunt of yours hmm?”. 

You nodded, grinding back on it as he groaned, he needed to be in you so bad, fucking you sensless over this table, but he had to hold out. “I need you to say it, tell me what the princess wants” he huffed, feeling himself growing against your soiled underwear which was now seeping through his own pants.

“P~Please Meli I need you, please fuck me” 

“That's what I like to hear, such a needy princess” he cooed, taking in the sopping sight before him as he slipped your panties down to your ankles. “I’ll fill you up real good okay?” he reassured you whilst sliding down the band of his trousers, you watched as he freed his throbbing cock, biting your lip as you knew what was coming.

He may have been a small guy height wise but he wasn’t lacking in that area by any means, the girth alone always took you by surprise, wondering how your body always managed to accommodate such a thing.

Planting a firm hand on your hip he eased you back, gliding his cock along your slick folds before sliding the tip in. “F~fuck” was all he managed to get out as you inhaled sharply, clawing at the wooden table beneath you, the sheer size of him pushing out all the breath from your body.

“Cmon, you can take it” he assured you, pulling you back onto him, planting himself fully inside you, your walls slowly trying to adjust to it.

“Y~You’re so fucking tight, and so warm” he trembled as you conformed to his size.

You felt the barmans calloused hand travel up the curve of your back to your neck, then across to your jawline. With a slight tug he pulled your head, your needy eyes meeting his as your back arched completely. He placed a single peck on your forgotten lips before helping you back onto the table, “You’re doing so good for me”.

Setting his hands back onto your bare hips he pulled out almost completely before shoving himself back in, making sure to bottom out inside, “s~so big” was all you managed to choke out as he hit your sensitive spot with pure force.

He continued to drive himself in and out of your cunt, each motion being more intense than the last, making sure to hit your sweet spot every time. He knew you both wouldn’t last very long but he was determined to make the most of what y'all had. Hearing your little squeals each time he crashed into you making him crave your words. 

“I wanna hear your voice, I need to hear how good I make you feel” Meliodas panted continuing his strides, his balls swiping your swollen bud with each one, he wanted nothing more than for your moans to ring though the empty tavern. 

“Oh fuck, FUCK baby please, don’t stop” you desperately cried out as he spanked you, it was almost as if that brought your voice back. The sting adding to the intense wave of pain and pleasure swirling around inside your body, he felt so good but it hurt so bad. 

“That's what I wanna hear, cmon now, I wonder how the King would feel knowing that his daughter likes to be fucked like a common whore over a bar table by a little ole Bartender”

“Oh, did you like that? You like being called a whore while I fuck you like this, how unladylike” he grinned as he felt you close around him, so much so that he let out his own moan followed by a few curses. 

As you attempted to lift yourself off the table you caught a glimpse of your reflections in the fogged up window, a familiar dark purple mark drawing in your full attention. The man fucking you was no longer your sweet little barkeep, this was the Demon King's first son in all his glory. 

You now understood why he was being so vulgar and rough, it's not as if you didn’t love this but you were surprised that your neediness would result in him letting his demon side show.

“See what you do to me? I can’t even keep myself in human form” he sighed jokingly spanking you a second time, watching as a dark red hand mark slowly pulled itself to the surface of your ass whilst you let out all types of profanities.

You could feel you were at your limit, the scales were at a tipping point and you knew it would spill over any second. 

“Meli, I’m s~so close”, you choked out between strokes, your walls closing in on his piece as your body gave in.

“Go on, cum on this cock”

That was all the motivation you needed to hear, you felt Meliodas grab one side of the table as you came, your walls tightening causing a temporary halt to his movements, “that's it, paint my cock white”.

Meliodas longed out his thrusts to allow you to enjoy your orgasm, your pussy creaming around him coating his shaft completely. 

Before you had time to catch your breath Meliodas plunged into your sensitive core, your knees buckling ever so slightly trying to regain some strength, “cmon you can hold out for me”.

Tears trickled down your heated cheeks as the guy rutted into you mercilessly, all thoughts and words vanishing with each thrust leaving you a whining mess. “You’re doing so good, so fucking good” he grunted, giving you all the praise you deserved. 

Only you could treat him like this, the only one who ever made him feel this good, he was in a trance when in you.

His cock twitched inside of you as his grunts filled out the room, he was almost at his breaking point and you knew it. “I c~can’t Meliod-”, “uh uh uh, yes you can”, he hushed you, knowing your tired body would give way at some point.

After a few more clashes with your sweet spot he came, smearing your sore walls with his seed as you constricted around him once again, milking his cock clean into your aching cunt. 

The warm liquid was being plugged in by him before he lazily pulled out, “you took everything out of me, good girl”.

You panted as you felt both of your releases ooze out and down your inner thigh, Meli just stood back enjoying watching your body naturally push it out while fixing his pants. 

“F~Fuck you look so hot like that, maybe I should fill you up more often. Could be a bit risky though” he joked, using his forefingers to push it back into you.

Meliodas slipped you into his arms from the table, not letting you use any of the little energy you had left in you to move, leaving your underwear at the table's base. 

He watched as your tear stained cheeks hit his chest, your eyes struggling to stay open, but you did manage to notice that he was back to his regular self.

“S~Sorry about the mess” you yawned, knowing that everyone would be arriving back to the Boar Hat soon, “Don’t worry about that, let's just get you to bed”, he whispered, planting a simple kiss on your forehead.

 His only priority was you, and he knew as long as you were taken care of, everything was fine. He couldn’t care less about the others, so much so that he had failed to mention to you that he may or may not have seen a few sin shaped shadows on the other side of the tavern door moments before you came. But that story would be for another day.

[animeyanderelover]

Ooh~ how about yandere prompt 26 with Rize and Eto from Tokyo Ghoul and Derieri and Melascula from Seven deadly sins with a human darling

You can only request one character for a prompt so I chose the one I believed to fit this prompt the best. I did change the nickname "angel" in the prompt though because it wouldn't have fit the context quite as well for Melascula because she hates angels.

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, death

Words: 2.003

Prompt 26

Thick smoke curled in the air. It infiltrated your lungs, greedily consumed all the oxygen and left behind only a terrible scratch in its wake. Your eyes stung, tears clouding your vision which was already restricted from the dense grey all around you. Coughs kept on escaping you, no matter how much you tried to muffle them. They kept on clawing their way out of your scratchy throat, accompanied by hoarse sobs. That horrifying symphony of dry coughs and sobs wasn't the only sound that echoed through the smoke maze. You coulld hear it all around you.

Screams of pain and terror. Some persisted. Others slowly died down, reduced to quiet pleas before even those were silenced. Every time it happened, every time another voice died down, your heart plummeted. How could this have happened? How had it come to this?

A cry from somewhere close to you had you flinch, your head turning around uselessly to locate where it was exactly coming from. It was almost impossible though. You couldn't see anything more than a few feet away from you.

"Help me!! Someone, please help me!!"

Your chest stung. You couldn't breathe. Your vision spun. Yet despite all of it you forced yourself up on your knees. You staggered when you first stood up, feeling light-headed as you stood at full height. The air was even worse when you stood, hot and dry and even thicker. Your chest tightened in protest, your throat almost closing as you gasped in the smoke. You didn't last long. Only a few steps before you collapsed down to your knees, coughing violently on the ground. Dark dots danced across your vision, your body feeling strange and weak. But those screams still cut through the smoke and through the dizziness swimming around in your head.

You flopped over on your stomach, lifting yourself up on your hands and feet and then crawled. Right now you really couldn't care less about how you looked like to others. The air was less thick down here so you stayed low, following that voice. Sometimes you believed that you spotted shadows and silhouttes around you. They were running away, sprinted past you. Sometimes you heard a horrified scream piercing the air before it went silent. Sometimes you saw the silhouttes falling down and disappearing from sight. They were running away from the direction you were quietly crawling at.

What was there?

The heat hit you long before the bright and burning light did. The remains of a cottage became visible through the thick smoke, the stone structure destroyed by a force you still couldn't comprehend. Half-buried under the rubbles you finally spotted the source of the voice. A young woman you briefly recalled sold her eggs on the morning market every weekend. Her legs were buried beneath the stones and she desperately tried to lift it off.

"Wai-"

Your voice croaked almost as soon as you tried to use it, your throat burning with the strain of talking through all the smoke you had already inhaled. A coughing fit was your punishment, your throat burning as you were overcome by it. Still, the woman still noticed you. Her head snapped around and she could just about make you out through the smoke. Her eyes were as wide and fearful as yours were, her facial expression crumbling into one of despair.

"Please help me. Please...please..."

Snot and tears stained her face as pleading sobs tumbled from her lips. The flames were licking away on what had once been her rooftop, getting closer to her. Whatever had brought this disaster onto the village was still lurking around in the smoke somewhere. She would die if she wouldn't get away soon.

"I'll help... It's alright..." you wheezed out, biting down on your lips to stiffle any other coughs from punching their way out. You grabbed the stones that had collapsed whilst she had tried to escape and now had her stuck and then started to pull. Your muscles were pulled taut like a bowstring, your fingers digging into the rough and jagged material. In no time you felt your muscles screaming in protest, could feel your nails scratching and breaking and the sharp sting as the blood started to seep into your nailbed.

The young woman assisted you, pushing it away from her as you pulled it from above her in a desperate attempt to lift it slightly. For a few moments that lasted too long, the structure didn't budge. Veins started to pop up on your neck, tension grabbing hold of every inch of your body. It felt like your eyes were about to pop out due to the exertion. Your teeth were gnashed together so tightly in your clenched jaw that it felt like they were about to chip off. Hot sweat gathered on your forehead, back and under your armpits. Whether that was due to the fire so close or due to the physical exertion didn't matter.

Eventually though the thing finally moved. Agonisingly slow that had your muscles crying and begging but it finally budged, even if only for a bit. You leaned your back back, spine threatening to snap as you tried to use your full body weight to lift it up further. The young woman spoke something. You couldn't hear her. Your ears were ringing with the sound of blood rushing through your body and your heart thudding violently against your ribcage.

The gap was small but somehow she managed to wriggle herself out slowly. Internally you were screaming for her to hurry up. Your arms were trembling and it felt like they would shatter any moment. The stone was painted in the blood seeping from your fingers which dug into the coarse surface, stinging like tiny needles that kept on being plunched into the wounds. The moment her feet were out from beneath the rubble your body let go before your brain even caught up. The impact of the stone hitting the now empty spot beneath it created a far too loud crashing sound that even you could hear above your racing heart that felt lie it was about to implode.

The woman next to you was still sobbing, most likely still in too much shock from what had just happened. The true fear would hit later. Your blurry vision trailed down to her legs. They looked better than what you had initially feared. They were still intact though you didn't know if a bone had been crushed.

"Can-can you still crawl?" you questioned breathlessly, leaning back on your hands as you looked at her. Teary eyes glanced at you before she nodded. A barely relieved grunt spilled from your lips before you turned back on all four. Your arms gave out almost immediately, still shaking from having lifted up the rock. Still, there was no time. Now that you could slowly focus on the sounds around you again which weren't blended out by your own heartbeat you slowly became aware that it had gotten unnervingly quiet.

"Then let's go. We have to hurry o-"

"There you are! I found you~"

A new voice cut through the thick silence of the smoke. Cheerful and sweet. Too sweet. You froze. So did the woman next to you. Your head immediately twisted around, trying to locate where exactly the owner of this voice was. You couldn't see anything though. The voice had sounded so close yet stil you couldn't see a person near.

Your eyes flickered quickly over to the woman next to you. The look of quiet horror mirrored your own. Your head subtly jerked forward, silently telling her to get away from here as quickly as possible. She understood your silent demand and turned her body around so that she too was on her hands and knees. Both of you quietly but quickly crawled your way through the smoke. Your eyes constantly darted back and forth and up and down, trying to spot any figure following the both of you. For a while you couldn't hear or see anything though which had you wondering if perhaps you had just gone insane and had hallucinated together with the other woman something.

"And where do you think you're going, hmm? You should come crawling to me."

Warm breath tickled the shell of your ear and you immediately jerked away, bumping right into the other woman. Both of you stumbled back. Now you could see someone else. Now there was the owner of that voice from earlier, leaning down only a few feet away from you with a tilted head. Light purple hair spilled over her shoulders and empty eyes stared at you. A smile adorned her face but it didn't look very friendly. It terrified you if at all.

"I'm sorry for only picking you up now. But all those screams got on my nerves so I took care of that problem quickly before searching for you. They all tasted mediocre at best though. Be good now and let's get out of this place."

You could barely follow. You understood each word clearly but couldn't believe them. Was she saying that she had done all of this? By herself? That wasn't possible. You had seen whatever that black thing had been that had attacked your village. That had been no human. Unless...

"Oh dear. Are you dazzled by my beauty or just stupid of hearing? I told you to crawl over to me."

She took one step closer to you. You didn't crawl away. Terror had you pinned down, your breath hitching when that woman leaned further down so that her face was too close to yours.

That's when she seemed to truly look at you for the first time. First surprise crossed her features. Then confusion. Then came the rage.

“…Why do you cry?! Who made you cry?!”

Crying? Dirty hands wiped right under your eyes, smudging blood, ashes and mud right on your cheeks. There was a wet shimmer on the tip of your fingers which told you that you had indeed started to cry. You didn't even know when that had happened. Your eyes stung so much after all.

“Tell me their fucking names so I can rip their heads off for making my darling cry!”

What were you supposed to tell her. There were no names. it was her fault that you were crying. However, you didn't dare to speak that up. You were terrified of her reaction. You didn't even know her name but you had a feeling that she wouldn't take it well.

That's when twitching and hollow eyes zoomed in on the woman behind her.

"Who is that?"

The hair on your neck stood up. Alarm bells went off inside your head. Yet you still couldn't move. Your limbs felt like they had been turned to stone.

"Is it her fault that you're crying?"

The woman behind you started sobbing louder, shrinking under the gaze of a snake woman. You willed yourself to shake your head weakly as otherwise your body refused to move and the words refused to leave your throat. As if one wrong sound or twitch of your fingers would trigger the purple-haired being in front of you.

However, the other woman behind you didn't stay still as you did as her flight instinct took over. You felt how she moved behind you, standing up on her feet and tried to run away. Then you saw how the eyebrows of her twitched and a sneer made its way on her face. She flicked her wrist once. Something black shot out from the ground. It swung past you before you heard a wet and creaking sound. Not even a scream. Something warm hit the back of your neck, dripping down into your clothes. You didn't turn around. You didn't have the courage to do so.

"So," she began, strutting over to you with her hands clasped behind her back and that rotting smile on her face again, "Where were we?"