#7ds elizabeth

[amberskywrites]

Eternal

Chapter 26 - The King's Protection

Chapter 1 | Chapter 25 | Chapter 27 || Masterpost | AO3 Link | FF.net Link

Fandom / Genre: Nanatsu no Taizai (Seven Deadly Sins) / Canon-Divergent and Hurt/Comfort

Pairings: Meliodas/Elizabeth, Zeldris/Gelda, Meliodas & Zeldris & Elizabeth & Gelda

Overall Story Warnings: Angst with a happy ending, Canon-typical violence, Canonical character death, Canon temporary character death, Cursed characters, Lmk if I need to add anything else!

Chapter Warnings: None, lmk if there’s anything I need to add!

Story Summary:

Eternal…

life.

reincarnation.

silence.

and chains.

For 3,000 long and painful years, these four have been doing all they can to lift their curses. They have failed, again and again and again. With only a sliver of hope left, they try once more.

-

Or, what if Zeldris accepted Meliodas’ offer to go with him 3,000 years ago?

The blast didn’t hit them.

The blast didn’t hit Diane, either.

The air stilled, with the blast colliding with something but not someone. Smoke billowed around just in front of him, but Zeldris could not touch the smoke, the black air swirling against a near invisible surface.

Said surface glimmered slightly, shimmering a faint green and turquoise, and the power settling around him and in his bones felt like climbing into bed with Gelda after a long evening in the kitchen, curling under the covers and drifting into a rare, easy sleep. Zeldris blinked and took a step back, but the power didn’t fade from over him, under his feet just as much as it was in front of him.

Looking up, the source was obvious, floating in the air and glaring down beyond the barrier as though looking upon a particularly disgusting and diseased rat. Hand outstretched, but reclined slightly, and wrist with no tension in it, as though creating the barrier had been nothing but a second thought.

The smoke settled beyond the barrier, revealing Guila, soot clinging to her armor and a clear pattern across her face where she blocked the residual blast that ended up being far closer than she anticipated. 

“Sloth Sin,” Guila said, her brows scrunching ever so slightly in possible annoyance, before smoothing over. “You dare betray the Holy Knights again?”

King ignores her, floating down enough to hover around Diane’s face, turning just enough to look at the injured giant without completely taking his eyes off Guila.

“Are you alright, Diane?” he asks, and Zeldris watches him take in the way Diane favors her forearm instead of sitting upright, the way her other hand lingers but does not yet press against her side, the fact that she has not gotten up yet, all he absorbs within moments, enough for his expression to darken even more.

Zeldris can hear the inhale he forces through a clenched jaw, immediately followed by a forced relaxation of his face, into something almost bored, impassive. The concern lingers, though, and always would where Diane was concerned if memory of ten years ago serves Zeldris correct, but it’s hidden enough that Guila will - hopefully - not be able to use it entirely against him.

“For now,” is the answer Diane gives, and it doesn’t appease King - doesn’t appease Zeldris, either, and he will help in checking her over once they’re out of here - but he accepts it, focusing back entirely on Guila.

“Diane’s not the only one hurt, ya’know!” Ban calls out, hauling himself up from some rubble.

King ignores him more intensely than he initially did Guila.

“I suppose with your betrayal, I’ll just have to end you as well,” Guila says over Ban. “Which is a shame - you would have made a great asset to our cause.”

King raises an unimpressed brow. “I think I’ve seen enough of your ‘cause’,” he says, “and you’ve done enough damage.” He drifts higher and back, and looks down at them all. King signs instead of speaking now.

“Hang back, and let me handle her?”

Zeldris looks to Gelda first, still recovering from the sudden fall - and his hearts hammer against his ribs, because why is she taking so long to recover? What did she realize up there? - and looking instead at Meliodas. She nods once, and he looks to Ban then Diane next, a longer silent conversation before he shrugs in feigned aloofness.

“All yours, King!”

Meliodas fell back to sit in front of Diane, followed by Ban taking post in front of her as well. Zeldris looked to Gelda once more, finally getting up. She stares at Guila for a long moment, and Zeldris can feel the others’ eyes on them, can feel King practically boring a hole into his skull, but he waits. Eventually Gelda returns his gaze, and she nods and steps back, away from the wall of King’s barrier. “Later,” she signs, “I’ll explain later.”

Only then does Zeldris move, following her back but keeping himself between her and Guila. Focus on King be damned, if it takes Gelda minutes to recover from something that she should have recovered from in seconds, he is not going to risk anything.

“You’re going to fight me all by yourself?” Guila tilts her head as she asks, and her voice, mostly keeping a bland tone, takes on the slightest of taunting. “Surely you’d want the aid of your fellow Sins, at least.”

King spares one last glance down at the rest of them, and that is the only warning they get before the barrier around them all dissolves, and instead Chastiefol’s spear form appears beside King.

“No. I can defeat you myself.”

-

Almost as soon as the words leave his mouth, Guila moves, faster than any Apprentice Holy Knight should be able to. King dodges the rapier easily and blocks the following blast with Chastiefol, forcing distance between himself and Guila.

The blast is strong, and King had ‘trained’ with Guila before, testing her abilities and her limits. Her power now feels too much like a Holy Knight’s, when not even two weeks ago they were half as much. But it is familiar all the same, the power she exudes. She jabs and sends explosions his way, over and over again, and it is an easy pattern to follow, once he learns it.

She creates distance, sends a distracting blast, then gets close. If he gets too close to her, she forces distance again and repeats.

King remembers she was calculating, before. Whatever happened to increase her power, to make it feel so much more overwhelming, she’s gotten too comfortable using the brute force of it. As King dodges yet another one of her patterned attacks, still not yet on the offensive, just learning, he can’t help but feel a little disappointed in her for seemingly abandoning her cleverness in favor of raw power.

It becomes almost a dance, with the way he dodges her attacks and she lunges after him. He stays in the air, but she utilizes the Necropolis’ crystal columns to leap from with each new attack.

The seconds tick by, and Guila’s attacks grow quicker, the pattern breaking ever so slightly as she tries to actually land a hit. And then a perfect opening -

Guila raises her rapier high, and King’s eyes are on her but he can feel the heat of the emerging explosions behind him, far enough they don’t instantly hit him but close enough that the moment she detonates them King knows he’d be hit hard. The power appearing is subtle, as she also creates an explosion at the tip of her blade, a distraction to the onslaught appearing behind him.

King snaps his fingers, and Chastiefol transforms just as Guila swings her rapier down, commanding the balls of fire down with it.

The explosion is deafening, even for King, but the thousands of daggers Chastiefol manifested into protect him well. And still, enough to spare -

Because Guila launches herself up, right into his space, but he’s prepared and defense is no longer necessary. Daggers block her attempt to stab him, and she’s forced to spin away, but still King sees she’s sliced by some of them. He brings more of the daggers close, and as one rains them down on Guila.

She runs and dodges the best she can, some of the daggers getting lodged within her armor despite her efforts. He pulls them all back once more and flies higher, ensuring there is distance still between him and Guila, and Chastiefol transforms once more into its spear form.

She’s breathing heavier, but not yet exhausted, and she keeps up with Chastiefol as King commands it with easy turns of his wrist. It forces her back further, though, clashing again and again with her rapier as she is forced to block strike after strike (he could break the rapier - could easily shatter it and stab right through Guila’s armor and truly make her a part of the Necropolis, or perhaps send her soul to Purgatory - but he cannot bring himself to do so, even knowing what she is supporting in Liones. Not with his captain watching, and knowing how he actually feels about killing their opponents; he could stand the aftermath of killing Ban, because the justification would be stronger, but there is no true justification to murdering Guila, not yet).

He lands a strong enough hit that it knocks Guila into a crystal pillar, and there is a loud crack and she doesn’t immediately get up. King finally takes his eyes off her, because as strong as she might be now all so suddenly, even she shouldn’t be able to recover that quickly. He looks instead to the others still on the ground, to Diane watching him with an encouraging smile; to Zeldris and Gelda each a moment away from jumping in still, always ready to back their plays even now, to Ban’s wounds closing, slower than they usually do - even King’s wounds did not last nearly so long, only one person’s ever took so long to heal, why… - and even to the princess and the pig, on the crystal wall behind Diane and out of range of the fight, so the captain would make no fuss about her being in danger again.

All he took in within moments, and just as it processed where everyone else was, did he feel the incoming heat of a gathering explosion behind him. He was not fast enough to whip around, and Chastiefol would take too long to transform again to protect him properly, but when he turned he saw-

The Captain, and the broken sword out, Full Countering Guila’s explosion. King was close enough to see, even through the flames, Guila’s eyes widen and the grimace as she braced for the impact she knew she couldn’t avoid. The explosion flung her back once more, further than before, and she crashed into the ground hard.

When Guila was knocked down this time, Zeldris was by her, his sword aimed to her neck just in case she got back up. 

She did not.

[spro-o]

Ban dying in the glue trap :,(

[ravewoodx]

seven deadly sins chapter 101

[lil-antares-in-sky]

🌸✨️

Please don't repost my art without my permission.

[lemonswrite-sing]

Characters: Elizabeth Liones and Meliodas

Ship: Melizabeth

Show: Seven Deadly Sins

[initaishappy]

Still miss Elizabeth and Meliodas of the chapter 0 of NNT, I think their dynamic would be pretty interesting to watch, shame we didn't get enough of them...

[koochipatchi]

I haven't posted any art on here for a while now but...I hope u can see my VISION ._.

[overlyimmersed]

Nobody Important

Maranwe keeps Helbram alive till he's healed with everyone else when Elizabeth’s unbridled power washes over the capital, but he collapses again when Hendrickson is defeated. Maranwe takes Helbram out of the capital and finds a tree hollow a nearby woods to hide in. Throughout the days spent staying in the tree hollow Maranwe goes out frequently, always saying she’s foraging for supplies. Which she does do. But she also goes around to spy on Harlequin, sometimes in a human disguise and sometimes in the form of a wolf. She still doesn’t know why the two boys had been fighting. She doesn’t want to have a charged conversation with Helbram while he’s so unwell, but she’s too mad at Harlequin to go over and talk to him either. Still she can’t help wanting to keep an eye on him.

"Hey, Ban? Who is that?" King whispers, leaning in the human's direction, but not taking his eyes off the woman sitting alone at the table nearest to the door.

Ban lifts his gaze from the food he's cooking to look for himself. Her skin is a bit darker than most, and her hair is medium length and platinum blond, she isn't wearing it any particular way though the way it falls around her eyes seems to hide her a little. The dress she's wearing is average, nothing particular about the cut or color. All-in-all she's a very unassuming looking girl.

"No idea." Ban says flatly, but his tone rises to a tease as he notices the woman glance in their direction then quickly away again, "Looks like she's got her eye on you, though~. Why don't you go say hi?" he roughly nudges the fairy with his elbow before returning to his work so it doesn't burn.

"What?! No way! You know there's only one girl for me!" King protests, but his outburst quickly fades as his gaze falls on the stranger again. As he watches, Elizabeth goes up to the woman and the two talk briefly, it seems like the stranger is declining to order for at least the third time since she's been in the tavern. King had noticed her slip into the building about two hours ago and take a seat at the nearest table, but she hasn't ordered a single thing or spoken to anyone save, the waitress. She just seems to be…people watching. "Still… There's something familiar about her…"

"Who's familiar?" a new voice breaks into the conversation, Meliodas had walked up while they were talking, a couple of mugs in his hands.

"That girl over there, the one sitting by herself." King nods in her direction, she seems to be looking deliberately not at them now.

Meliodas leans a little to look around King, "Hmm, she doesn't look familiar to me. Do you know her?"

"I don't think so, it's just this weird feeling I'm getting."

"Hey, Elizabeth?" Meliodas sets the mugs down and holds one hand out to stop the princess as she passes by the bar. "That woman sitting by herself, who is she?"

"Oh, well, I'm actually not sure. She won't give me her name, she just says she's "nobody important"."

"I see. What did she order?"

"Nothing. She says she doesn't have any money."

"Then what's she doin' in a bar?" Ban asks over his shoulder.

"I asked that earlier, she told me she's keeping an eye on someone but they're not on speaking terms."

"Keeping an eye on someone?" King asks, confused.

Meliodas puts a hand to his chin in thought, "Hm, spying on an ex maybe?"

"The only person I've seen her look at is King." Ban comments.

"But King says he doesn't know her." Meliodas argues.

For his part, King had stopped paying attention and gone back to watching the woman. She's clearly watching them from the corner of her eye. After a moment she simply turns her head to meet King's eyes. She holds the contact for a few seconds before dropping her gaze to the table an standing up and leaving the tavern, unnoticed by anyone else. King hesitates, not sure he even wants to know, but ultimately his curiosity wins and he sets down the plate he'd been drying before rushing out of the Boar Hat.

He throws the door open, intent on calling out to the strange woman, but the words catch in his throat as he's met with nothing. "Hey-! …She's gone?"

From the darkness of the tree line a pair of sapphire blue eyes watch the Fairy King burst out of the tavern's front door, and stand there in confusion. In a puff of smoke the blue turns dark brown as Maranwe drops her disguise and, after casting one more glance back at her former(?) friend, she flits off back towards the tree hollow where she left Helbram resting.

[freak-like-meemy]

Don't mind me, I just edited Elizabeth from Seven Deadly Sins to look like an older Sophie Bennett. 😙

[hihopelessromantics]

Me kidnapping characters from the native habitat of their canon: shhh don’t worry… this is gonna be SO WHOLESOME… you might get stabbed but that’s okay… the injuries are imaginary but the happy is real

fanfic writers will consume a whole ass franchise and be like "that was fun, now i will proceed to do it better"

[keewu]

[amberskywrites]

Eternal

Chapter 24 - Consequences

Chapter 1 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 25 || Masterpost | AO3 Link | FF.net Link

Fandom / Genre: Nanatsu no Taizai (Seven Deadly Sins) / Canon-Divergent and Hurt/Comfort

Pairings: Meliodas/Elizabeth, Zeldris/Gelda, Meliodas & Zeldris & Elizabeth & Gelda

Overall Story Warnings: Angst with a happy ending, Canon-typical violence, Canonical character death, Canon temporary character death, Cursed characters, Lmk if I need to add anything else!

Chapter Warnings: None, lmk if there’s anything I need to add!

Author's Note:

So, so incredibly sorry for how long it's taken to get back to this! A lot of stuff ended up happening - younger sibling was dealing with a lot of health issues, family tensions reached a new high, I'm no longer on speaking terms with someone in my house, so much uni work. And now I'm trying to get to a point where I'm no longer reliant on that someone financially, trying to plan to move out later this year, and am now working retail part-time before uni starts up again alongside an internship I was accepted for. I can't promise that updates will be more frequent or be on any kind of schedule; but what I can promise is that this story will not be abandoned. If you ever want an update on how it's going - or just to ask me what's up - message me anywhere from here on Ao3 to Tumblr or Instagram ^^ Thank you all, genuinely, for being patient and for the love you have shown this story - I truly appreciate it!

Story Summary:

Eternal…

life.

reincarnation.

silence.

and chains.

For 3,000 long and painful years, these four have been doing all they can to lift their curses. They have failed, again and again and again. With only a sliver of hope left, they try once more.

-

Or, what if Zeldris accepted Meliodas’ offer to go with him 3,000 years ago?

King’s eyes were wide, and his voice caught in his throat. But even if he wanted to say anything, he had no words. All he managed was a strangled gasp before he heard the distorted and so, so painfully familiar voice of his baby sister come from the lights.

“Ban, what happened? How did you get that scar?”

She didn’t even acknowledge him, the lights tilting slightly to the side but still near Ban, still not moving away from the man who should still be petrified.

Ban scoffed and tilted his head King’s way, but didn’t actually look at King. His expression was… if King had to name it, he’d say fond, faux annoyance plastered on his face.

“I thought you guys watched over us from the other side?”

“It… it really is her- Elaine!” King choked out, and he was vaguely aware of Ban glancing at him, but King couldn’t- he just couldn’t be bothered anymore. Not when… “Please, show yourself to me too!”

Ban continued looking at him, and he said something, though King didn’t hear it. It wasn’t too quiet, but everything suddenly seemed muffled, and all that mattered was Elaine. He had to see her again, make up for his mistakes.

The orbs of light swayed slightly, side to side, as if she were shaking her head. King’s heart settled in his throat as tears stung his eyes.

“The Necropolis allows people to see each other even after death, but only through strong emotional bonds.”

He looked down, finally tearing his eyes away from the pair. He couldn’t help but laugh quietly to himself.  “So you’re still angry at me… for abandoning you, the forest, and everything we believed in…” King mumbled, feeling the tears collect at the corner of his eyes and trying to blink them away. He clenched his fists, trying to distract himself.

There was an explosion in the distance. The power was almost overwhelmingly familiar, followed by a certainly familiar aura of magic.

“A holy knight?” Ban hissed, whipping around to look in the direction they had come from. King glanced up, seeing the immortal posed to run that way. At this point, King didn’t really care.

Elaine’s voice stopped them both - Ban from running off, and King from continuing to wallow.

“Ban, why did you come here?”

Ban didn’t even turn to face her. He just paused, and even when he began speaking, his face gave nothing away.

“I came to say one thing to you: that I will one day take what is mine.”

Despite his expression never changing, King could only imagine what the man meant by that, and his despair over Elaine refusing to let him see her easily morphed into a rage that heated him to his very core. 

“What more could you take from my sister, Ban?!” he snapped, but Ban didn’t even look at him this time. King ground his teeth together, fingers twitching, calling Chastiefol back and about to transform it.

The only reason he stopped was because of Elaine.

“Thank you, Ban.” Her voice was softer than it was before, and King was frozen in his confusion.

Ban didn’t wait a second more, running off towards the remnants of the explosion.

-

Elaine watched her brother drift to the ground, head hanging, the tears finally slipping down his boyish cheeks. She watched impassively, the only thing she would allow herself to feel regarding her brother.

Too many years she had wasted in sorrow and anger and confusion. He didn’t deserve more than impassion from her.

“Why?” he was whispering, she realized. “What could Ban give you that I can’t? When he’s the reason you died?”

She said nothing, but she did drift closer, if only to hear more of what he would say on the things he had no knowledge of.

“How can you forgive Ban?”

How could she forgive him?

What is there to forgive?

Ban didn’t do anything to her.

…

Well. That’s not true.

Elaine didn’t inhale, because she no longer needed to, but she thinks if she still had to breathe she would have. She let go of the impassion, the indifference. And she let the pain in her heart soul boil to the surface as she stared at her big, foolish brother.

“You left,” she starts. “You left, and I was forced to spend hundreds of years in solitude.” She could hear her voice reverberate off the crystalline walls around them, so far away still. But his breathing had hitched, he was listening, and she could see the moment his heart skipped a beat when she finally addressed him. She could feel the way his heart ached, the pain that plagued it, the pain that he had no right to feel when he left.

The pain was familiar. The pain was her own as much as it was his.

Her next words were clearer, grounded in her instead of around them. His head snapped up.

“Seven hundred years after you abandoned your country, after you abandoned me. And Ban… Ban erased all the loneliness in just seven days. He made those centuries feel like nothing more than a nightmare.” 

He couldn’t find words, his mouth opening and closing but not even a stranged sound could escape. She narrowed her eyes, just slightly. He was still her brother, after all, and she would not allow her rage and hurt caused by him to take over her soul. She would not.

“You ask how I can forgive Ban. But I have to ask, how can I forgive you?” 

The anguish on his face didn’t bring her any satisfaction. It only sparked a fury in her chest, and she ached with the anger. She took a faux breath, if only to ground herself, and smoothed the glare away, dragging back the indifferent expression to her face.

“You don’t know him, brother. You don’t know him at all.”

-

Zeldris hauled Meliodas out of the rubble, the brothers hunching behind Gelda a moment later as she blasted one of Guila’s incoming attacks.

“We’re getting nowhere,” Meliodas huffed, “and only being driven back to where Elizabeth ran.”

“We’re getting somewhere,” Zeldris said. “We’re being good distractions.”

“I wouldn’t call you distractions. I haven’t forgotten about Princess Elizabeth,” Guila said from where she stood on a high crystal that Diane had made in an attempt to attack her. “However, I have no intention of passing up the chance of fighting two of the Seven Deadly Sins.” She tilted her head, regarding Gelda and Zeldris with a contemplative frown. “Well, two depowered Sins and their… family, if the reports are to be believed. I must say, it is a mystery as to why two people so seemingly as powerful as the Sins would not have fought alongside them over ten years ago. I must ask-”

“None of your business!” Diane swung a hammer-shaped crystal at the pillar Guila had claimed, forcing the possible holy knight to leap to another. Before she could get her bearings, Diane swung again, aiming for Guila’s feet, and again with every move back she forced Guila.

“Interesting,” Guila mused on the fifth swing, before twisting her body and propelling herself back on Diane’s make-shift hammer. She flipped back and created an explosion beneath herself, bringing her higher than the giant and keeping herself in the air with multiple smaller explosions. The next time Diane swung, there was a warning shout from Zeldris, but it was too late, and Guila blasted the hammer swinging at her with a large ball of flames.

The explosion forced the hammer to swing in reverse, and Diane narrowly avoided being slammed in the head by it, but lost her footing in avoiding the bludgeon. Guila took the opening and barraged her with explosions, and two, three stumbles back, Diane finally crashed.

Guila aimed another explosion at the downed giant, dismissing the fact that Gelda and Zeldris were in front of her. They braced for impact, both Gelda and Zeldris creating a barrier of purple and red flames in front of them and Diane. Guila’s frown deepened and brow furrowed. Something about the aura…

It didn’t matter. The flames would just bolster her power.

She sent the blast forward.

When it made contact, she expected the explosion to absorb the flames and continue on its path, smashing into the three.

It absorbed the flames.

It did not collide.

She had just a second to dodge her own blast.

[nunnimushka]

Redraw my cuties from manga🤲

[ravewoodx]

[micchi971]

Canon Melizabeth ☝️ (from Grand Cross official site)

[librathefangirl]

melizabeth + ship dynamics