Anime/cartoon one shots

Blake Belladonna X Shy! Female! Reader (Part 1, Request)

Requester: Anonymous

Cooking Together

It was summer vacation and Blake and I decided to spend it together, no drama or stress. Just me and her. I have a family owned cabin in the mountains so we decided to stay there for a while.

It's been a week since Blake and I've been up here. All we've done so far was, read, sleep, (your favorite sport/hobby or whatever). We've just been having instant food since we've been up here as well, I kind of want to make something. I'm an okay cook.

I looked over at Blake and saw her reading Uglies by Scott Westerfeld. (Real book, I recommend it. It's one of my favorite book series) I smiled and walked towards her. She was too into her book to notice that I was standing in front of her.

"Bl-Blake?" I murmured and I got a hum in approval saying that she's listening to me. I looked at the kitchen "well I wa-was wondering i-if you wanted to-to hel-help me coo-cook lunch..." I stuttered out. Blake closed the book and smiled up at me "Y/n of course I'll help you, what did you have in mind?" I stood there and racked my brain looking for a easy recipe Blake and I could partner up on.

Fried Rockfish (literally looked up recipes for two) Blake and I both like fish (so sorry if you don't) I got the ingredients out and set the oven. When I turned around to start cutting up the fish, Blake was standing right behind me. I jumped and stared up into her blazing golden eyes. "B-Blake" I stuttered "can yo-you crack so-some eggs p-please" I stuttered out and Blake ruffled my hair and nodded. I started to cut the fat off the fish, it took a good 10-15 minutes. Blake was done with cracking the eggs a while ago and was watching me, making me nervous and I was shaking a little bit from it.

I washed my hands off and looked at Blake, "Blake, can you st-start to cover the f-fish in the fl-flour please?" I asked "yeah sure. How should I do it?" Blake asked cluelessly since she's actually never properly cooked like this before. I giggled, "all you ha-have to do is make sure that the-they are covered in flour, does-doesn't matter how, just try not-not to make a mess. O-oh, and make sure to wash yo-your straight afterwards be-because touching raw mea-meat and not washing your hands aft-afterwards gives you or what-whatever, salmonella. I have no c-clue what that re-really is but just w-wash your hands afterwards" I stuttered our as Blake stood there clueless once again. But it was adorable...

I watched as Blake moved to pour the flour into a medium sized bowl. I grabbed an egg beater and started to beat the eggs. As I beat the eggs I constantly felt eyes on me, once again it made me nervous. I finished and looked at Blake. She was finished and was currently washing her hands like I told her to. I smiled and looked at the fish covered in the flour.

"Y/n" I heard Blake said from behind me as I took the plate of the flour covered fish next to the egg yolk(?) I hummed in response "what are you doing?" Blake continued "O-oh... U-um you have to dip th-the fish i-into the egg yol-yolk..." I stammered "hmm" Blake muttered "do you need anything else out right now?" She continued on. I thought for a moment trying to think about what else we needed, "breadcrumbs, and I-I think a stick of butter, an-and a frying pan, spray it with non-stick sp-spray please" I said trying not to stutter as much, and kind of succeeded at it. I assumed that Blake nodded and went to go get the stuff I named.

I continued to dip the fish in the beaten eggs. I was on the third to the last fish when I felt arms wrap around my waist and a head on my shoulder. I turned my head a little and I saw Blake staring at the fish "continue Y/n don't let me distract you" Blake whispered softly "h-how ca-can I d-do tha-that when your'e-your'e hug-hugging me li-like th-this" I stuttered as I avoided eye contact, knowing it'd make my blush worse if I continued to look at her. "Because if you don't I'll be hungrier than I am now and then maybe eat you out instead" Blake flirted as her hand grazed my upper inner thigh. I felt my face go a dark red and my heartbeat get louder and faster. I thought she could hear it.

I somehow managed to finish dipping the rest of the dead fishes in the eggs and then I started to dip the fish lightly into the breadcrumbs to make them breaded, I was shaking a little bit and Blake noticed and let me go and whispered a sorry and kissed my cheek gently. I soon finished with the breading and I walked over to the pan Blake sprayed with cooking spray as Blake watched me silently.

Putting that pan on the stove and turning the knob to medium and placed the stick of butter on it, Blake was watching me still. I heard Blake's footsteps walk towards me and I felt arms around my waist once more and I looked at the butter again and saw most of it was melted except for a small part but it'd be fine. I quickly got out of Blake's arms and put five fishes in the pan and let them cook as the three other fishes were laying there. I turned to face Blake and saw her pouting and giving me sad kitty eyes. I immediately felt bad for leaving Blakes arms earlier so I walked to her and put my arms around her and hid my face in her chest. I heard and felt Blake chuckle as I hid.

Blake and I stayed like that for a few minutes when I realized that I should flip the fish over. I scrambled out of her arms and quickly grabbed a spatula and flipped the fish over. I did that with the remaining fish and then before I knew it, all of the fish were cooked. I looked at the food, there's only eight fish. We can each get four, unless Blake wants more then she can have some of mine, after all, I don't like fish as much as she does. I walked to the pantry to find a vegetable to add since we can't just eat fish. I saw lima beans, greens beans, or carrots. I looked at Blake and giggled, she was drooling at the sight of the fish and she had a gleam in her eyes. "B-Blake, do you w-want lima be-beans, gree-green beans o-or ca-carrots?" I questioned her.

Blake seemed to snap out of her trance when I asked her the question, and shrugged her shoulders and said, "up to you Y/n" I nodded and picked up the can of carrots. I opened the can and while I was getting the lid off I felt a sharp pain in my finger. I quickly pulled it back and looked at it. I cut my finger on the lid. I groan in pain lightly.

Before I knew it, Blake was dragging me to the sink and was running water over my finger. "Keep it there, I'll be right back" Blake said seriously and ran off somewhere. Not even gone for three seconds Blake came running back and pulled my finger out of the water, turned the tap off and took out a bandaid and ripped off the wrapping and then she gently wrapped it around my finger. She then leaned down and kissed it lightly. She looked up at me and I saw a look in her eyes. She was deeply concerned. Blake grabbed my hand gently and made me sit down "stay there Y/n, I'll make the rest of dinner" Blake said seriously. I sighed as I watched her gracefully moved around, not really much moving but still, she looked beautiful.

Blake put the carrots in the microwave and waited for about 1-3 minutes and then the microwave beeped. She pulled the carrots out and waited for them to cool down. Getting out the plates she asked, "are you okay with having three fish?" I nodded and she put three on my plate and five on hers. Blake got a spoon out and scooped out a small pile of carrots on her plate and looked at me, "tell me when to stop" she said as she looked back down and starting scooping out carrots. When there was a medium sized pile of carrots I said stop.

Blake carried the plates to the table "bon appetit" she giggled out and I smiled and let a small laugh out. We started to eat.

To be continued on Part 2 (Lemon/smut warning)