#Monspeet x reader

[bunji-enthusiast]

• Sypnosis || In which the friendship eventually turns into a triangle of ineffable feelings for one another.

• CW || none worth to be noted (somewhat rushed, I’m kinda lazy though).

• word count || 1,187

• pairing(s) || platonic Derieri/Reader at first, eventual romantic Derieri/Monspeet/Reader

• Note || I can’t just like them individually, my bisexual ass…

♥︎ Derieri, whom you’ve befriended long before the 3,000 year sealing of the demon race – is someone you hold very dear to your own seven hearts. You two are best friends of course, but you never viewed her in the romantic sense, it was always Monspeet you were rooting for to capture her own seven hearts eternally and live a life together. However long it may be.

♥︎The other commandments would always cast incredulous expressions whenever the two of you had conversed, somehow always seeing it as malicious conversation just on the surface level. However that never was the case, between just these two higher ranked demons, it was always playful teasing from your end and half-hearted responses from hers. You were always albeit tired on this aspect, but it certainly brought you precious memories to shower you in the warmth that the coldness brought on by the earth casted upon you.

♥︎ Monspeet was always pleasantly surprised at how well the two of you get along, he was rather glad in the sense Derieri had taken a liking to other beings beside himself. Even though her demeaned personality made it seem worse for wear, it was always steady in your little friend group of three. You always had teased the two altogether sometimes, but it was light and soft-hearted, Derieri had always casted you that accursed glare of annoyance – which meant to back off. You couldn’t help it though, but you always kept silent and to yourself, having a tired look about you and somewhat just about done with the existence of everything in life.

♥︎ You yourself were a stand-in as a part of the Ten commandments, usually only stepping in if a current commandment had; died, gave it back, or gave up the title as a whole. So it was only a rare occurrence, but you were on orders from the Demon King himself to accompany the Ten Commandments as you were very useful along with the rest. So it has given you more opportunities to spend time with your best friend Derieri, you find her comments very endearing at times. You could usually find yourself agreeing with her blatant honesty, cause it was as if she was saying things for you that you couldn’t. As you were reserved and quiet for the most part, just partly acting as a servant to the rest of the Ten Commandments.

♥︎ Between Derieri and yourself, your personalities would seem to clash. But your friendship stood strong against the testament of time. It was in due part that you had figured she would’ve been done with you by now. All fair really, you both had played a part in the protection of one another. She was like your verbal attack dog, and you were her second pair of eyes in combat – a decent trade and the usual banter. To you, you were always content with this. Even if you disliked the current life you led, you always thought about both Monspeet and Derieri, you wanted to keep living to see the day those two had confessed their feelings for one another.

♥︎ The romantic tension was obvious, subtle but it was there. You could easily sense it between the two, even if on the offhand that Derieri was the denser one when it came to this aspect. You were in the sense envious of both of them, but you suppressed those kinds of emotions and went on with your duties. As a demon and as her friend, you always found yourself in the peaceful tides even in the enraging plate raptures of the earth.

♥︎ Unbeknownst, two of your most precious loved ones had their eyes on you. Finding you as someone a rarity to ever find in a lifetime for a demon. They simply couldn’t let you slip away, all those memories had their hearts opening a spot for you. Even in their most fondest times, they always thought back to you. It was in a weak moment that Derieri had admitted to Monspeet that whenever she thought about you, warmth had enveloped in her chest, safely tucked away but it was there. In those eyes of his, he had held agreement, silently holding Derieri closer.

♥︎ You wondered, if there had ever been a time of peace that you could truly drink in the rarities of life, the songs of birds and the dances of the people. Such thoughts were taboo, especially even in the midst of the war to take over Britannia for the demon race. You couldn’t help but hold out an ounce of hope that the other races would prevail against the demon race, and not let themselves be taken over. That was something you always hoped throughout the course of every single impacting event you had experienced.

♥︎ It evidently became clearer to the two, the farther you strayed from them mentally – the worse their chances of hoping to have a peaceful and calm life with you were diminishing. You were becoming more quiet and reserved, it was as if your usual personality had become ten times worse, through the roof. Simply as you were, mute. You no longer held any reason to actually talk, and opted to just focus on performing your demonic duties.

♥︎ Still, as much as it took a mental blow to the two, Monspeet had just decided to respect your time and space and asked Derieri to do the same – To not strain your already dwindling relationship. The orange-haired woman was upset nonetheless, but she obliged Monspeet’s request to not push about anything with you in question. She just wished she could’ve done or said something sooner, in passing, as recent events had her questioning her previous loyalty to the demon clan and her hatred toward the goddess race.

Collecting the commandments was the current mission, a mission of importance to gather them and ensure that Meliodas bears the authority of becoming the new Demon King. You had held some confusion about the initial turn of events, but you had no one else to turn to but just yourself. So you compressed your emotional decision-making, and went out quicker than the rest the moment the issue was ordered to gather all the commandments from the ones who held them. It was Zeldris who had the feeling why you were so quick to be abrasive, casting yourself from the demon habitat.

He knew the feeling all too well, holding an ounce of sympathy toward you in his seven hearts. You had been close with Monspeet and Derieri, the thought of finding out they had possibly betrayed the order of demon knights was a kindred of fate too much to bear.

You could finally be yourself, alone in your thoughts, ‘Why would they turn to these circumstances? I am fairly unsure.’ The sudden burst of anger had surprised even yourself, propelling your wings to move you faster to any one of the closest locations that a commandment could possibly emit.

One could only hope, you could cross paths with them in better circumstances.

But even then, the thought of the future won’t allow you that peace.

[vassalor]

Estarossa x Reader- Sky Burial

So, this is an alternate version of the "Vessel of Death" Fanfiction featuring its heroine (Eileen) and the members of the Ten Commandments.

Some changes are applied here; Eileen powers are a little bit differ from the original (ie: fanfic) and Estarossa here will be truly and only Estarossa, not Mael. ( He is here the trueborn son the Demon King).

So, enjoy :3

For two days, continuous inexplicable noises have been coming from the forest not far from Vaizel. Earlier, the news broke that a dragon had holed up in the cave system in the southern part of the forest, but the fortune teller of the city warned everyone that now there is something more dangerous than a dragon there.

The townspeople took the advice, but the various adventurers and bandits did not. Only two people escaped alive after entering the forest, barely alive.

In the midst of the chaos, it was not apparent to anyone that a young child, not from the city, had successfully entered the forest, and not stopped adventuring until they reached the border of the strange power.

When they entered the area, they was immediately attacked by a whole army  of wandering souls, the child stuck their weapon - which until then looked like a stick- into the ground and the souls zigzagging around them froze.

Sky Burial.-  The child said and the souls were pierced by many small, dagger-like energy beams, and then they disappeared.  Now you can clearly see that the stick is actually a spear, the handle of which is designed as if it were made of the roots of a tree. The child takes it from the ground and continues their way toward the centre. In the distance, a couple of people are feasting on the carcass of a huge dragon, when one of the women's face suddenly went dark.

- Someone exorcized the souls. - She said, when a shorter man noticed, the others continued eating.

-Hmm, it's interesting that I only sense a presence, which is also getting closer and closer. Is this crazy?

-I'll catch it. - A figure in red armor laughed and immediately started towards the approaching person. After about two minutes, he returned with the figure in question in his hand. His companions stopped eating in astonishment; as the hood came off, it appeared that the person was a young human girl, around 7 years old.

-How were you able to break Merascula's spell scamp?" he asked the hobbler.

- Don't joke, Galand, it can't be her.- Another female figure said, and the child, who had been hobbling uncoordinated until now, kicked the armored figure in the face, and with her spear hit the point where a man's family jewels would normally be. As the Galand crouched down, she jumped out of his grasp and landed straight to the ground.

- I did, you idiot midget! - she shouted - Are you the one talking, dwarf? You're not much taller than me!- she said to the short black haired man whose chin dropped to the floor in surprise. The tall, silver-haired one in the group just laughed and stepped in front of her.

- What an outspoken little girl you are. Zeldris, could we keep her? - He asked the shorter guy, who was still gaping like a fish. However, the girl was silent now and her eyes were focused on the man’s huge chest standing in front of her. Then without a word she jumped on the man's chest and stuck her face into it.

- ifjomfffmyihdindino (I found my home) - she muttered as she pressed her face to it. The tall member now roared with laughter. He stroked her hair.

-You have guts! I like you, little thing.- All the others around them just watched the events in shock. Never in their wildest dreams could they have imagined that a human (or anyone else) would ever be so foolish as to touch the second son of the Demon King.

- May we know your name miss? - A man with a mustache asked first, looking up in surprise.

-Ejfikkil.

- I think her name is Eileen.- Said the silver-haired one.

- Estarossa, pry her off .- Zeldris growled, but he just smiled at his brother.

-Why now? I don't mind~

-aisheijem (neither i).

- Has this kid lost her survival instinct?

[stupendouspizzacomputer]

INSANITY (Hellaverse x isekai male reader) Lucifer's Bodyguards:

•Zeldris (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Galand (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Monspeet (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Fraudrin (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Melascula (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Estarossa (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Grayroad (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Drole (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Gloxinia (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Derieri (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Zeno (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

• Old Gowther (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Calmadios (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Aranak (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

•Chimera Indura (7ds/Sevendeadlysins) (Demon/Demons)

[amariaaa]

Hey I just wanna ask do you write for all characters from the seven deadly sins or is there some characters you don’t write for in that fandom?

i write for all. i recently just started back on here because i legitimately forgot my password after i changed it. and i have alot to catch up on, on here.

[nanaminsonyfans]

Seven Deadly Sins Masterlist

© These are all my IDEAS and projects, all rights belong to me, @/taco-sann. Please do NOT plagiarize my hard work. Please don’t send hate and enjoy! 

ᴍᴇʟɪᴏᴅᴀs

Sibling Rivalry; headcanons

Sister!Reader is supposed to take over the thrown of the Demon King, but Meliodas takes that away from her, will she get her thrown? Or just revenge?

Awakened Powers; headcanons

Y/n’s powers awaken during a battle, how will they cope with the new strength and fear of being overpowered? Meliodas comforts them through the new change.

ʙᴀɴ

Awakened Powers; headcanons

Y/n’s powers awaken during a battle, how will they cope with the new strength and fear of being overpowered? Ban comforts them while they get used to the dramatic change

ᴋɪɴɢ

Cuddles with the Pillow; headcanons

Y/n just cuddles with King on his pillow after rough times or just for comfort

ʜᴇʟʙʀᴀᴍ

ᴀʀᴛʜᴜʀ ᴘᴇɴᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ

Yandere Headcanons

Yandere Arthur falls for Y/n, but it’s not all bad. sfw and nsfw

ʜᴇɴᴅʀɪᴄᴋsᴏɴ

Somebody Come Get Her; headcanons {NSFW}

Y/n had a little too much to drink, resulting in her giving Hendy a lap dance.

ɢɪʟᴛʜᴜɴᴅᴇʀ

ʜᴏᴡᴢᴇʀ

ᴇsᴛᴀʀᴏssᴀ

Yandere Headcanons

Estarossa takes a liking to Y/n, so he steals them and make them his. sfw and nsfw

Candy Shop {NSFW}

Y/n was eating that lollipop a little too seductively for Estarosss’s liking, so he gives them something else to suck on. 

ɢʟᴏxɪɴɪᴀ

Yandere Headcanons

Gloxinia expected many thing when he came back to the mortal world, being attracted to a normal human was now one of them.

ᴢᴇʟᴅʀɪs

ᴍᴏɴsᴘᴇᴇᴛ

ɢᴀʟᴀɴᴅ

ᴅʀᴏʟᴇ

relationship headcanons + angst

drole is in love with the mage y/n, whom is also part of the ten commandments. at the end is a mini angst story

ᴅʀᴇʏғᴜs

[lea2107-foxsin]

Hey... uh... I need some comfort again. Life's being a b!tch and it seems like my future is just a big fat wall coming closer and closer. I just don't know where to go with myself. .-.

Anyone got fluff headcanons with Monspeet, Ban, Aizawa or Hitoshi?

I'd be thankful even if you just send me some links.

[kireii-writes]

Hello it's me the anon who asked if I could request for fluff content :3, first I just wanna tell you that I love your writingstyle, it's always so good and I hope to see more of your work ^-^ (tho I'm not really into smug stuff but your writing about it is really good). Now can I ask for monspeet x reader? (Fluff pls :3) where the reader is sick and thinks that is nothing but Mons is really worried about her health?(she is really weak by the illness). Thank you 😊.

a/n: thank you anon that’s so sweet of you, here’s some fluff as requested, hope you’ll like this!

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a sigh escaped from your pale lips once more as you clutched the red-stained handkerchief close to your chest. it happened again. you should be used to the constant shivering and coughing that you’ve gone through for as long as you can remember. you knew that this time, your sickness was more serious than ever. coughing up blood? your lover would never let you hear the end of it. you knew that if monspeet ever found out you were suffering so much, he’s never going to stop worrying and fussing over you. but that was also what made you fall even harder for him. no matter how much you tried to brush off your illness as something minor, monspeet would never take your health as a joke.

as your shoulders heaved heavily, you attempted to stand to your feet and make your way to the bed. with cold hands, you clutched the bathroom counter and exerted as much strength as you could muster. all was well, until a sharp cough rendered you on the bathroom floor again, the sounds of your coughing ringing in your ears so much so that you did not hear the door to the bedroom open. before you could even try to stand again, a pair of strong hands were gently placed on your trembling shoulders. 

“again?” an all too familiar voice asked. “i’m going t have you checked this time. and i won’t take ‘no’ for an answer.” the voice stated firmly. 

“i’m fine,” you turned to look at monspeet, a concerned look crossing his usually stoic features. “i just choked on something. i’m fine, see?” you gave him a smile. that however, failed to convince your lover of your condition. 

~~~

when you first started to date monspeet, you were afraid. afraid that one day he would find out about your sickness and leave you, afraid that one day you would leave his side because of your sickness. as a result, you forced yourself to keep your condition to yourself and in the dark from your love. every cough you made was blamed on choking on something, the shivering of your frail body blamed on the weather, despite it changing. eventually, you started piling up on clothes that were twice your size, in a poor attempt to keep you from the cold and from monspeet getting suspicious about your constant shivering. whenever he asked if something was wrong, you would put on a bright smile and shake your head at his questions. you thought you would be able to keep on living this lie, but monspeet eventually caught up to whatever you were doing. when that day came, you braced yourself, fully expecting monspeet to leave your side. after all, he has no use for a weak human like you, does he? but surprisingly, instead of tossing you aside like you were some kind of trash on the sidewalk, he fully embraced every inch of you. in fact, monspeet became even more watchful of you, getting anxious and flinching at every tiny cough or sniffle you make. 

“why didn’t you tell me you were suffering so much?” monspeet asked as he placed your cold, trembling hands into his. “i could’ve done something for you.”

in a feeble attempt to lighten the mood, you jokingly replied, 

“because if i did, you would probably toss me aside or eat me as soon as you can.”

“if i wanted to devour your soul, i would’ve done so when i first met you.” monspeet sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose at your response. “and furthermore, what kind of demon do you think i am? a stupid one? promise me you’ll stop keeping secrets from me.” 

chuckling ever so slightly to yourself, you nodded your head as monspeet stroked your hair.

 “i promise.” 

~~~

“i’m fine, monspeet. it’s just some regular old cough. it’s not like you’ve never heard me cough before.” you reassured your lover as he gently scooped you up from the bathroom floor. the stern look on his face was more than enough to tell you that he didn’t believe a single word you said. 

 “stop lying, y/n.”monspeet countered as he gently placed you onto the bed. “if it was just some regular cough, what’s that you have in your hand?” he challenged, his gaze travelling from your eyes to your hand which was curled up into a fist to hide the bloodied handkerchief. 

“it’s... nothing.” you shrugged and look away, hoping to distract him from questioning you any further. but monspeet was not having it today. in an instant, the handkerchief was snatched away from you and into monspeet’s palm. a look of shock crossed your face as you tried to process everything that just happened.

“this is nothing?” monspeet asked as he held up your favorite handkerchief, now crumpled and dirtied from the blood that you coughed up earlier. you knew that once monspeet found out about your worsening condition, he’ll never stop worrying about it, making you feel slightly guilty about it. 

“monspeet-”

“for the last time, y/n. would you at least tell me what’s going on with you without me finding out? what happened to the promise you made?” monspeet cut you off. it was an unusual sight, seeing the usually cool-headed demon being so worked up because of a human- his human. 

“i’m going to consult zeldris and the rest on this and make sure you get the help you need. for now, i want you to stay put in bed. you’re not going anywhere, and neither am i.” monspeet sighed as he tucked you in. 

giggling softly to yourself, you allowed your demon lover to pull the warm blankets over you. sometimes he acted more like a father than a lover. 

“i told you, i’m fine. don’t you have business to attend to?” you sighed. the last thing you needed was to be the cause of monspeet’s distraction. 

“right now my top priority is you, obviously. zeldris and the rest can wait. i’m not leaving your side until you fall asleep, y/n.” monspeet replied as he sat down on the chair next to where you lay, your frail body never leaving his sight as you closed your eyes and drifted off to sleep. you knew that there was no point in arguing with monspeet- he was going to stick to his word and wouldn’t budge until he’s sure that you’re asleep. 

“hey, monspeet?” your voice interrupting the silence that filed the atmosphere awhile ago. you kept your eyes closed, a small smile on your lips. 

“what is it, love?” monspeet’s gentle voice called out to you. 

“i love you.” a giggle slipping from your lips as the words left your mouth.

“...”

“i love you too.” monspeet replied quietly after some time, causing you to turn away from him in embarrassment. “i love you, y/n. and i want you to always be happy.” 

“shut up,” you chuckled. “didn’t you want me to go to sleep?” 

“...”

“sleep well, my love.” monspeet replied. even though you couldn’t see the expression on his face, the gentleness of his words were enough to leave a smile on your face. 

you didn’t need to know this, but monspeet would gladly give up the entire world just to see you happy and well again. after all, you mean everything to him. 

[galfridus1]

Can you please do a Zeldris x Reader fic? My small demon prince is currently ruining my life 😭💖

Sigh. He is ruining my life too...

Sorry this has taken me so long. I did as part of the prompt series I’m writing at the mo, I hope that’s alright. I used the prompt “are you okay”.

This is the first time I’ve written something in this style so I hope it reads alright. And I’m sorry; advance warning this got angsty. Hope you like it!

The air is hushed, silent but for the soft snip of scissors and the light tap of shoes against stone. You stand in front of a full-length mirror, your slender body shrouded in crimson silk, the high colour and full skirt of the gown you will wear emerging slowly from fabric and fastenings as the seamstress works around you. This is his favourite colour, one you have selected carefully in anticipation of your meeting. For that evening there will be a ball to celebrate his coming of age, and that night he will take his place as second prince of the demon realm.

You and he have been betrothed for as long as you can remember, but rarely have you spent time in one another's company. You have seen him of course - what woman in your clan does not recognise his features? - but, as is the custom of noble families, never have you been alone. It is only now that he is on the cusp of attaining adulthood, and since your cousin Derieri has been accepted into the Ten Commandments, that preparations for your marriage are being taken in some earnest.

You sigh, drawing deep breaths of the air to your lungs, your senses somewhat soothed by the calming sage and rosemary drifting through the open window. But anxiety ticks through your veins: what if he does not approve of you? Hearts beating wildly, you peer at your reflection in the mirror, at hair as black as night, smoothed and pinned back to obedience. It looks well enough, you suppose, as do your eyes, which gleam turquoise in the soft evening light. There are imperfections though. The skilfully applied makeup cannot hide the shadows under your eyes, nor the scar that adorns your upper lip, a souvenir of your training.

But this is the best that can be done with the materials on offer. Setting your jaw, you activate your magic, smiling to yourself as a dark claw reaching for a dot appears on your cheek and your eyes fade to black. This is the family crest, the sign that you and Derieri share a bond of blood, a token of your lineage and strength. Like her, you have promise. Whatever your appearance, there are few demons in the realm who can truly match your power. Surely, Prince Zeldris will recognise you as a kindred spirit, someone who works as hard as he in pursuit of perfection.

As dusk falls and the burnished sun sinks below the horizon you summon your darkness, allowing wings to spread across your back. Pressing the balls of your feet into the ground, you catapult yourself into the air, enjoying the freshness of the breeze as it stings your skin and freezes your ears. You soar towards the castle, spiralling down to land at the palace gates and relishing the rush of the fall. Around you, other demons come to land, some in formal wear while others are cloaked in their darkness alone.

The guards check each guest carefully before they are allowed to enter into the grounds, but, eyes on your mark, they merely give you a respectful bow, not daring to fully meet your gaze. The recognition gives you confidence and you stride inside with your head held high, the silk of your skirt rustling with your movement. The celebration is being held outside and the chatter of the guests mixes with the call of insects and the welcome hiss of roasting meat. The smell is enough to make your mouth water, but you refrain from eating, not until you have seen him at least.

But where is he? Your eyes dart left and right across the grounds, spying groups of demons congregating under trees and next to to the fire which cooks a whole dragon, slowly being turned on a spit. You recognise many in attendance: Melascyla, laughing with her head thrown back as she practically inhales her wine; Calamiados with his enormous frame scowling indignantly; even Bellion is here, arms folded sulkily across his chest as he glowers at Prince Meliodas, who is holding court beside an ornate fountain. Girls have flocked around the blonde prince, fawning on his every word and your heart seizes in your chest. What if Zeldris is in a similar position? Your only consolation is that Meliodas seems entirely bored.

“He’s not here,” a soft voice murmurs in your ear and you turn to see a tall, dignified man, clothed in nothing but his darkness and a cloak, as is his wont. “No one has seen Zeldris for an hour or so. His presence is beginning to be missed,” the man continues as he quirks an eyebrow, his moustache quivering slightly as he talks.

“What should I do?” you whisper. You would not trust your insecurities with many, but Monspeet is practically one of the family. It will not be long before his line is joined to yours by marriage, and he has always treated both you and your cousins with respect.

“Go and find him,” Monspeet replies. “Zeldris admires those who take the initiative…” The demon breaks off as a raucous guffaw disturbs the chatter and you look round, unable to suppress a gasp as you spot Orlondi the Rose, who appears to have made the mistake of trying to chat up your cousin, though from the look on Derieri’s face his attentions could not be less sought after.

At once Monspeet’s face darkens, and you can see he will intervene. Quickly grabbing his arm you ask, “What are the vampires doing here?” for now you have seen Orlondi there are others you recognise.

“They are here to celebrate the alliance treaty which has been signed between our two clans. You had better brush up on your politics, Allura,” he scolds as he looks at you with narrowed eyes. “Zeldris was pivotal in negotiating the deal.”

“I know about it!” you protest. As if you had been idle these past two-hundred years, as if you had not studied the demon king’s court until your head spun. “But this is an occasion which is traditionally reserved for our clan only. Even with an alliance there is no reason for the vampires to be invited.”

Monspeet looks at you, a slight smile playing on his lips. “You will have to discover what is going on for yourself, for none can figure out what is going on. Not even Meliodas seems to have a clue. Now, if you will excuse me, I have business elsewhere.” With that, the crosses the slightly yellowing grass to loom over Orlondi, who shrinks back in fear as Derieri yells, “What an ass!” The sight should make you chuckle, but an unease you cannot quite place swirls in your stomach. Pushing it aside as best you can, you leave with as much dignity as you can muster on your errand, determined that you will find your betrothed.

Pressing out your powers is enough to tell you that Zeldris is inside the castle. You have visited it a number of times, but never alone, and never have you needed to navigate the labyrinth of corridors without assistance. They all look the same: grey stone walls set with polished suits of armour and somber oil paintings which are barely illuminated, the lanterns too few to light up the space. But Zeldris’s energy is unmistakable and it does not take you long to pinpoint his location. Your hearts beat with an uncomfortable pound as you work your way towards the room, the heels of your shoes sinking into the carpet in your haste.

He is in one of the smaller studies, and you are on the point of pushing open the door when, to your horror, you sense the signature of another. Quietly, you kneel before the door, pressing your face to the keyhole so you can look inside.

And she is beautiful. You catch a glimpse of your rival in all her glory before she turns away to face your intended, your insides boiling with anger as Zeldris presses his lips on hers. You have never seen such elegance and poise, and you hate the way her golden hair, spun like the sun, is twined into a neat braid, the way her unblemished skin glows in the candlelight, the breathtaking iridescence of her amethyst eyes. There are no scars on her face, no sign of arduous training and you scorn the indolence you detect in her features. How could Zeldris of all people be drawn to this jewel, a useless ornament good for show and not much else?

Your instinct is to burst in and demand an explanation but you push the impulse down and away. It will be better if you find out more about this woman whoever she may be. It is clear she is not of the demon clan, and the presence of the vampires suddenly makes perfect sense.

“I love you, Gelda,” he murmurs and you clench your teeth hard at the unexpected stab of pain.

“We have to stop,” the girl demands, but you can see the way she clings to his shoulders as she speaks. A clever bitch, you think to yourself. She knows how to play the game very well. “I couldn’t bear it if you were hurt because of me.”

“That is my risk to take, and besides we have been careful. No one will discover us,” he replies. “But we had better get back outside. You go first. I’ll follow you in ten minutes or so. You know the way?”

She nods, and you quickly scramble to clear the door, taking shelter in an alcove before she steps into the corridor. You hold your breath as she passes, suppressing your power so that you will not be discovered. She even walks perfectly, practically floating as she moves. She evidently know how to step without getting her heels caught in the carpet. Emotion overwhelms you, flooding every nerve in your mind. You hate her, loathe her, and a revulsion stronger than you have ever yet experienced tears at your soul.

You oscillate, but then Monspeet’s words sound in your mind. Zeldris admires those who take the initiative. Your jaw set and your shoulders held high, you move with purpose into the room, gaining some satisfaction as Zeldris stares at you, the look on his face decidedly guilty.

“Allura! Are you okay? What are you doing here?” You step forward as a plan begins to form and you smile. You have studied for this role, pined from him from afar and no stupid vampire is going to get in the way.

“I came to find you,” you explain simply, making sure your mask of calm does not slip, “and I saw… you together.” You allow your voice to break just a bit and force your gaze to the white rug on the floor. You are curious to see what he looks like, but you keep your eyes fixed downwards, biting your lip in a show of distress.

“Allura, I…”

You stop him with an upheld hand. “There is no need to explain,” you say, your tone reassuring. “We were betrothed by our families; I wasn’t your choice. Evidently you’ve fallen for another. It pains me, I admit, but… well, it’s your business, I suppose. I’ve no right to get in the way. So I will release you from your promise, such as it was. Your happiness is what matters to me.”

You feel his hands cupping your face, raising your eyes to meet his own. “You are a remarkable woman,” he murmurs. “And… I am sorry… I…”

“There is nothing to forgive,” you make yourself say, and this at least is true enough. It is not his fault the siren targeted him, making him forget his position, his duties and his very clan. She will be punished for the ill she has caused, as long as you keep your head now. “I wish you well,” you add, as you smile bravely. “Now, get back to the party before people ask questions.”

“Thank you, really,” he rasps out, and he leans to kiss you on the cheek before he sweeps from the room. You feel the place where his lips have been, missing the warmth the moment it is gone, and you take several deep breaths of the stuffy air. If Zeldris thinks you will give him up without a fight, he has another thing coming. There is no way on earth you will let him go.

Mind made up, you walk with purpose from the room towards the demon king’s throne room, sure that his majesty will appreciate the news about his son you will give him.

[kaeyankat]

What I'll write for

Oneshots, headcanons (All x reader, no ocs or canon x canon)

Some au's or themes I'm good with: Yandere, poly, love triangle, celebrity, monster au, etc. Themes I WILL NOT WRITE FOR ANY CHARACTER: Angst (Death of character or reader included), cheating, r^pe, abuse, certain Kinks (Non-con, bathroom kinks, extreme pain, etc)

In mature posts, all underage characters are AGED UP past 18.

Seven Deadly Sins

Meliodas, Ban, King, Gowther, Howser, Gilthunder, Griamore, Slader, Arthur, Helbram, Gloxinia, Zeldris, Estarossa, Monspeet

One Piece

Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Usopp, Ace, Akainu, Smoker, Coby, Mihawk, Doflamingo, Shanks, Benn Beckman, Marco, Kid, Killer, Law, Buggy, Crocodile, Cracker, Katakuri, Bartolomeo

Fairy Tail

Natsu, Gray, Gajeel, Loke, Laxus, Bickslow, Freed, Elfman, Lyon, Hibiki, Ren, Eve, Bacchus, Sting, Rogue, Orga, Rufus, Jellal, Midnight/Macbeth, Erik/Cobra, Zancrow, Mard Geer, Jackal, Zeref, Acnologia, Larcade

Vampire Knight

Kaname, Zero, Ichiru, Akatsuki,Hanabusa, Senri, Takuma

My Hero Academia

All Might, Aizawa, Present Mic, Vlad King, Aoyama, Iida, Ojiro, Kaminari, Kirishima, Shoji, Sero, Tokoyami, Bakugo, Monoma, Mirio, Tamaki, Shinso, Enji, Keigo, Fat Gum, Shigaraki, Dabi, Twice, Kurogiri, Mr. Compress, Overhaul

Hunter x Hunter

Gon, Killua, Kurapika, Leorio, Hisoka, Illumi, Pokkle, Silva, Chrollo, Nobunaga, Feitan, Phinks, Shalnark, Uvogin, Wing

Potentially Others, Ask. But these are the main characters. I do not do Females.

[cosmic-kitten-writing]

Everything I will write

This will just be going through what I will/won't write, the fandoms I will write for, and characters from said fandoms I will write for. This will be changed as I become more comfortable with things, get better at writing, watch new shows, and finish the ones I'm on. Please respect what makes me uncomfortable. If something isn't on the list feel free to ask if I will write it. If anything makes no sense feel free to ask.

What I will write:

💜 Fluff

💜 Angst With Happy Ending

💜 Mentions of Abuse, Depression, And Anxiety (trigger warnings will be placed)

💜 Character X Reader

💜 Headcanons

💜 Imagines

💜 LGBTQ+ Content (These requests will take longer for research purposes)

💜 GIF Imagines

💜 Matchups

💜 Cross-Overs

What I won't write:

💔 Angst Without Happy Ending

💔 Heavy Abuse, Depression, Anxiety, And Bullying.

💔 NSFW (Don't Request It. I am a minor)

💔 Character X Character

💔 OC X Character

💔 Mentions of Non-Con

💔 Suicide and Self-Harm

💔 Mental Illnesses (I can't portray them properly)

💔 Oneshots

💔 Anything involving religion

💔 Yandere Things

💔 Pregnancy, Children

💔 Polyamory

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My Fandoms + Character I will/won't write for:

✅ Hanako-kun, Yashiro Nene, Minamoto Kou, Nanamine Sakura, Mitsuba Sousuke

❎ Yugi Tsukasa, Akane Aoi, Aoi Akane, Tsuchigomori, Minamoto Teru, Hyuuga Natsuhiko

✅ Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijiro, Ashido Mina, Asui Tsuyu, Uraraka Ochaco, Jiro Kyoko, Yaoyorozu Momo, Tamaki Amajiki, Nejire Hado, Mirio Togata, Toga Himiko

❎ Aoyama Yuga, Ojiro Mashiro, Sato Rikido, Koda Koji, Shoji Mezo, Sero Hanata, Tokoyami Fumikage, Hagakure Toru, Mineta Minoru

✅ Fujioka Haruhi, Suoh Tamaki, Ootori Kyoya, Hitachiin Hikaru, Hitachiin Kaoru, Honey, Mori

❎ Basically Anyone Else

✅ Miia, Papi, Centorea Shianus, Meroune "Mero" Lorelei, Suu, Rachnera Arachnera, Zombina, Dopple, Manako, Tionishia

❎ Kimihito Kurusu, Lala, Ms. Smith, Polt

✅ Makoto Naegi, Kyoko Kirigiri, Toko Fukawa, Genocider Syo, Aoi Asahina, Sayaka Maizono, Leon Kuwata, Chihiro Fujisaki, Mondo Owada, Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Celestia Ludenburg, Sakura Oogami, Mukuro Ikusaba, Hajime Hinata, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, Akane Owari, Sonia Nevermind, Kazuichi Souda, Mahiru Koizumi, Peko Pekoyama, Ibuki Mioda, Mikan Tsumiki, Gundham Tanaka, Nagito Komaeda, Chiaki Nanami, Shuichi Saihara, Himiko Yumeno, Maki Harukawa, Rantaro Amami, Kaede Akamatsu, Kirumi Tojo, Angie Yonaga, Tenko Chabashira, Miu Iruma, Gonta Gokuhara, Kokichi Ouma, Kaito Momota, Kiibo

❎ Byakuya Togami, Hifumi Yamada, Yasuhiro Hagakure Junko Enoshima, Byakuya Twogami, Teruteru Hanamura, Hiyoko Saionji, Nekomaru Nedai, Tsumugi Shirogane

✅ Yumeko Jabami, Mary Saotome, Midari Ikishima, Yumemi Yumemite, Itsuki Sumeragi

❎ Runa Yomozuki, Kirari Momobami, Ririka Momobami

✅ Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Nezuko Kamado, Mitsuri Kanroji, Muichiro Tokito, Shinobu Kocho

❎ Muzan Kibutsuji, Tamayo, Yushiro, Giyu Tomioka, Obanai Iguro, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Gyomei Himejima, Tengen Uzui, Kyojuro Rengoku

✅ Meliodas, Diane, Ban, King, Gowther, Merlin, Elizabeth, Derieri, Gloxinia, Melascula, Zeldris

❎ Escanor, Drole, Estarossa, Fraudrin, Galand, Grayroad, Monspeet

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Rules:

⭐ A limit of 5 characters (If they are part of a group, I may make an exception)

⭐ By cross-over I do not mean two characters from different worlds meeting (ex: Yumeko Jabami meeting Celestia Ludenberg) I mean concepts from one universe crossing over to another (ex: Y/N transfers from Hyakkaou Private Academy to Ouran High School, and struggles with the shift between environments)

⭐ I will mostly be writing gender nuetral readers so it's open for people of all genders, but upon request I may do specific genders.

⭐ Keep everything political and religious off my account. I don't want people getting into fights on my account so please keep your religion and political opinions to yourself.

⭐ I do not tolerate racism, ableism, homophobia, transphobia or anything like that. I want everyone to feel at home on my account so I will not tolerate slander upon any minority.

⭐ If you make a request be patient. It will take me a while to write something, so please wait I'll try to get something out in at max a week. So please don't bombard me with DM's about how long I'm taking.

⭐ Chances are there will be spoilers for every fandom mentioned so just be aware.

⭐ Please request in English. I don't speak any other language.

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Needed Links

Match-Up Requirements 

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And that's it. Feel free to ask questions and make requests. Please respect me and my pronouns. I hope you all have a great day/night. Bye

(GIFs used aren't mine. They belong to their rightful owners.)

[bunji-enthusiast]

The commandments, specifically Melascula, Derieri, Zeldris, Drole, Gloxinia, Monspeet and Estarossa, reacting to meeting their old friend/love interest. Except what if you made it like a memory? Or like (y/n) is dead, and the commandments are about to die or smth? but then similar to what happened to Derieri when she died, they get a flashback to seeing (y/n)? Angst/fluff please🙏

Way Down We Go

Sypnosis [The once-fearsome commandment, turns out to not be all that fearsome, leaving them with a comforting memory of you.]

Characters [Estarossa, Monspeet, Melascula, Derieri. I've decided to cut out the other three, my apologies, I wasn't very motived for their parts.]

Note || hello hello, hope what I provided was fufilling. I tried to make sure they each adhered to the individual complexities of their character (nakaba I will forever hate you for making them so interesting and then throwing them away). It's up to you how you interpret your relationship with any of the characters.

Estarossa

Maybe he was still left at the fields, the loneliness vast and ever-expanding in the pits of his heart. Estarossa wasn't sure what to make of it, beyond his usual displays of confidence. Perhaps he was the least bit out of it, trapped in that dark cocoon of memories, and even worser ones. Estarossa was at all odds, within himself especially. Because within his memories, he found something brightening his sullied mindset, the darkness of his soul; you. Like the pathways filled with pillars of light, and he could find himself taking the time to admire each and every single one of them.

Even if he were to be stuck between a rock and a hard place, he could find the longevity of his stay far easier when he thought of you. Particularly in the now, where he laid, healing from the injuries he sustained in his battle with Escanor -- he had proven to be more then the average human, in all of his long centuries he's lived, the sin of pride had proven to be quite the formidable fighter amongst the seven sins. Which in a way, he found himself with some understanding as how and why you found yourself befriending them following that exchange of heavy other-worldly blows.

He wasn't completely sure why the only thing he could currently perceive was the darkness (and the occasional change of enviroment), yet one thing remained a constant variable. Which once again was you, however, he soon had been left to figure out that he was only dreaming.

Estarossa could not truly feel, smell and hold you in his arms.

But it was enough to see you infront of him, even if only the trepidation brought on by the mists of his ever-clouded mind.

"Rossa?" The soft-familiar dialect brought him from his pits of his profound thinking. The call of his nickname, of which you only seemed to defer to him as, elicited a pavlovian response from the would-be demon; Estarossa craned his head, his gaze inset upon your very being, however blurred or perhaps vivid it may be. Though the expression he found on your face was what had surprised the man. You weren't at all feeling emotional, you were only soft, and gentle for the most part.

Breezes swayed throughout, interrupting the way your hair sat so neatly upon your head. He couldn't have any regard for his own disheveled appearance, but the way nature seemed to work so hard, and in the beauty of the landscape made you seem so majestic in comparison to it's own. He was left to wonder, truly, if he deserved to so as much even lay eyes on you beyond these coincidental meetings.

You were something else, a fresh breath of air against all that he was far too used to. A sight of which he could drink in every time until he was impassably drunk for demon standards, there was no matter in which he would want to stop talking to you.

Consequences be damned.

The onset of the silence, as oddly comforting, seemed to discern his strings of concern regardless. "Well, something wrong?" Estarossa snickers, his lips thinly forming into an bemused smile. He leans back somewhat, to gain a proper view of you. When you merely laughed in response, his seven hearts seemed to soar.

Monspeet

Flames licked at every inch of his being, angry, flames. Yet within the fervor of the enraged, indignant spirits of which cowled his sight and all five senses---he was, strangely, at peace.

For which a reason, or multiple, he wasn't truly able to ascertain. Come up with an answer that would be possibly far-fetched sure, but nothing he could actually be able to understand. That what was his surefire sense of reality had felt, peace. Even beyond the depths of the anger, hands crawled around, perhaps pulling him one direction or the other, it wasn't able to decide. Yet in the confusion, there was one decision, he was safe.

Maybe for all that he was, all that he was worth, he was still Monspeet. One of the greatest Hellblaze users to live in the vast history of the demon race, so perhaps, the flames were scolding him for his great mistake. Letting up in combat when he shouldn't have, that one transitory second where everything had flipped the pieces on the table that had quickly become the battlefield. Marred by scorches of past memories, a memoir dependent on a walking, living relic.

"Hey! The hell's with that moping face of yours?"

And there it was, at the reaches of disdain and clashing of weapons, he was at the safe house of your inviting warmth. For what had happened so far, he certainly didn't expect someone like you to approach someone like him, not now and not even ever. However, maybe he could allow himself a degree of selfishness. He could allow himself to indulge in something, where death wasn’t the only thing staining his hands.

“No need to be bothered about me.” He simply responds, everytime he uses that same set of words in similarity throughout the use of the phrase. He need only to keep you at an arms length, just to be sure.

Though at first he was hesitant to even consider conversing with you, despite the good intentions you clearly present, his thousands of thoughts circulated throughout his mind. And he was therefore not afraid to kill you at a moments notice. Yet the more he had come to know you, the more he realized you were simply being genuine. Monspeet found himself drawn to you, and he wasn’t sure why. The words he’s held in his heart, continued to pile on. It was inconceivable. He was good at playing the part, playing the villain. But he simply had come to learn more about himself through your good, but nevertheless incessant and stubborn actions.

Even with every breath he took, to take his orders with perfect stride, he found himself faltering. Having to pull himself together silently, to not draw any attention to himself. Though with you, he was more than okay with being perceived—differently. Despite not being used to it initially, Monspeet was genuinely at ease with the thought.

Though it seemed fate struck a different note on the very concept of just simply living, without the noise of fear and rampant destruction.

He was going to have to offer one of the longest apologies of his life, Monspeet was going to his grave right here in and now, even with the words in his heart; He hadn't dared to let them slip past his lips, being a warrior whom held the Commandment of Reticence. It seemed even in the now, obstacles would intrude on the very ending he wished for.

Monspeet heard a saying once; 'Eyes are the window to the soul.' So he wondered if you, had indeed knew what those eyes of his own were saying to you. One final time in this life of his.

Melascula

Even within all her long years of living, she always deemed herself a pitiful demon despite her status as an elite of the race. The times where she had the mask as the demon of faith, it seldom broke in the presence of others who Melascula knew she'd never form bonds with. Betrayal seemed to be the constant variable for someone like her, an inevitability that she soon found herself growing comfortable with.

Melascula was without a doubt, just a footstep in the name of others to improve their skill. For as strong as she was, there was always a bigger fish she found in the face of her battles within combat. Another omen constantly omitted.

Yet, she stayed faithful.

She was faithful, and even then that wasn't enough. Then, even one opponent after the other, she one day encountered you one of the many pools of demon miasma within the realm. You too were a demon, yet only a foot soldier, however the things she had sensed about you --- she was proven considerably otherwise. You were far more capable than she expected, Melascula's interest was thoroughly piqued. An elite demon's interest is hard to capture, and you had noticed that, so you were to say the least; worried.

But then she was more of a humble comrade, despite the way she spoke and behaved, to you, she was far more friendly then you've seen toward any other demon. You had no real confirmation of her true intentions, so initially, you kept your distance until you truly were sure of her most genuine intentions.

With time, your initial alarm had waned. No longer putting up a guard, Melascula was at most, pleased. She had found a bona-fide associate, someone whom she could share her implicit trust in.

It had sincerely brought forth a fickle dam of emotions she hadn't felt before, and that alone, in her moment of her final few breaths that she was truly comfortable and free of pain. Maybe she wasn't going anywhere good, with all damning destruction she's caused, but the memory of you alone was like aloe to her burning skin.

Melascula was content, enough to know that she could put her faith in you as a long-time associate and comrade and you would put your faith in her as well, irregardless of all that has transpired.

Irregardless of those eyes locking all those years later.

Derieri

Even to those who deigned the battlefield, your ability to communicate with each other---especially with a single glance was like none other. It transcended the physicality of true restraint, the ability to communicate verbally and through action. As if above all else, you were each other's missing piece. Even if you were pushed between the cross of no man's land and the edge of the world, Derieri perceived, then persevered. Which had imbued you with a sense of formality to continue pushing through as well, despite lacking the ability to communicate perfectly well due to what had happened so long ago, you were the only other being in existence to perfectly formulate her thoughts.

Despite the brashness in certain actions which her emotions had led too, she truly had appreciated you far more than you knew of. Derieri is aware there are not many who are willing to put up with someone like her, even if she seldom gives acknowledgement to the idea.

Though, even with all that she tries to do, to persist in order to protect the people she cares about. Derieri finds herself failing, another one, lost to the four winds.

To her, you were a pillar of strength. Standing tall, and hard as the best material impossibly found in the farthest depths of mountain caves. She truly had been far more motivated because of you, and the likes of few others. Derieri found the sense of strength she holds even in the now, thanks to you.

[ao3feed-banlaine]

Mystic Eyes- Gowther x Reader

by HerrscherOfTrash

The land of the dead is a mysterious place with a ruler whose motives are unclear. Time works unclear there, a land whose time flows alternatively. When the ruler chooses a time all who come before and after are already there, while those of that time will gradually enter as time progresses while she's there. Scahae (Sga-hay) knew when she had to intervene. Many points in time she had to, but when the Holy war occurred she arrived at Britannia. To support the races who resided on earth, she watched from her land of the dead and fought against all who tried to force their will. You were born with destructive magic that you couldn't control, as such you weren't allowed in the world outside of your home. You always wanted to see the world but your parents forbid it. So you ran away during the fight with the New Generation in Liones. *There will probably be spoilers because I'm not watching the anime but I read the manga so I don't know what the anime is up to.

Words: 1125, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 七つの大罪 - 鈴木央 | Nanatsu no Taizai | The Seven Deadly Sins - Suzuki Nakaba (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Original Female Character(s), Reader, Original Male Character(s), Estarossa (Nanatsu no Taizai), Mael (Nanatsu no Taizai), Gowther (Nanatsu no Taizai), Arthur Pendragon (Nanatsu no Taizai), Elizabeth Liones, Meliodas (Nanatsu no Taizai), Ban (Nanatsu no Taizai), Elaine (Nanatsu no Taizai), Diane (Nanatsu no Taizai), Fairy King Harlequin, Escanor (Nanatsu no Taizai), Merlin (Nanatsu no Taizai), Derieri (Nanatsu no Taizai), Monspeet (Nanatsu no Taizai), Grayroad (Nanatsu no Taizai), Gloxinia (Nanatsu no Taizai), Drole (Nanatsu no Taizai), Zeldris (Nanatsu no Taizai), Melascula (Nanatsu no Taizai), Galand (Nanatsu no Taizai), Fraudrin (Nanatsu no Taizai)

Relationships: Estarossa (Nanatsu no Taizai)/Original Female Character(s), Gowther (Nanatsu no Taizai)/Reader, Arthur Pendragon (Nanatsu no Taizai)/Original Female Character(s), Elizabeth Liones/Meliodas, Ban/Elaine (Nanatsu no Taizai), Diane/Fairy King Harlequin, Mael (Nanatsu no Taizai)/Original Character(s), Escanor/Merlin (Nanatsu no Taizai)

source http://archiveofourown.org/works/23176099

[sevendeadlysins-imagines]

Request: Time

Prompt:  Loved your last imagine so much that I have another one for you.. could you please do another Meliodas x Reader where Meliodas goes full demon in front of the reader and she gets scared as she hadn’t seen that side of him before so he has to comfort / reassure her afterwards? You can fill in the blanks 💖 ( @chucky6405 )

Note: In this one, you are dating Meliodas (this is implied), but you have not seen his full demon form. Also, bear with me!

Word Count: 1.5K

Warnings: Unsafe environment, near death experiences

You weren’t really all that sure how you ended up in the middle of nowhere. The last thing you remember, you were sitting on your shared bed with Meliodas, reading a book. Diane was outside, laughing at a joke King told her. Ban and Escanor were cooking and serving drinks, while Elizabeth served everyone’s meals. Merlin sat at the bar, talking to a blushing Escanor in between orders. Gowther was next to her, occasionally asking her questions about emotions. Elizabeth gave you the night off. Meliodas, on the other hand, was gone. He left about a week ago without telling anyone else. He only told you that there was something urgent that he needed to do.

Still, it didn’t explain why someone quickly grabbed you, restraining you. You struggled, but it was to no avail. You captor wore silver armor and had black hair. Zeldris.

You looked around, eyes darting around quickly. You saw Melascula’s pink hair, Drole’s giant form, Grayroad’s figure, the body of Grand Master Dreyfus. You ended up right in the middle of the Ten Commandments.

“Shush. Look over there!” Zeldris whispered in your ear. He used his free hand to point in a general direction. At first, you couldn’t understand why you were looking there. After a minute, a loud boom resonated, the aftershocks hitting your bones. They rattled, and you suddenly saw what was going on.

Meliodas was there, fighting the Ten Commandments.

You watched as he was attacked by Estarossa. They were equals in power, but Estarossa was clearly at the advantage in this fight. He had all the Ten Commandments supporting him. Killing Estarossa would just anger the other Commandments. There’s no way Meliodas would win!

“Let me go!” You shouted, twisting in Zeldris’ embrace.

“Why would I do that? This is so entertaining, wouldn’t you agree? Watching Meliodas be destroyed by my brother, it’s the vengeance I’ve been dreaming of ever since he abandoned us. He’s always about leaving others. Don’t worry, he’ll leave you too,” Zeldris chuckled. You were terrified of Meliodas’ brother. He was a maniac! Plus, Estarossa had Meliodas pinned to the ground.

As Estarossa took out a sword, you knew what was going to happen.

“MELIODAS!” You shouted as loud as you could. Zeldris laughed harder, putting his hand around you neck, squeezing.

“Shut up!” He demanded, and you felt a tear glide down your face. You tried to scream for Meliodas again, but Zeldris was knocking the air out of your lungs.

“Heh, I don’t even need magic to kill you. All I need are a few more seconds!” Zeldris boasted, and you heard the other Commandments snicker.

You were losing air. There was nothing you could do either. Zeldris was too strong, and you too weak to even fight back. You closed your eyes, at least you’ll be out soon.

Next thing you know, you are out of Zeldris’ grasp and are on the ground, heaving for air. As you get air back and you form coherent thoughts again, it dawns on you that none of the other Commandments tried harming you. That must mean...Meliodas! He saved you!

“Meliodas!” You cried, finding him standing behind you. You turned to look at him, and instantly cowered back in fear. He had the same darkness that the other Commandments had, like Derieri had all over her body, and Monspeet had wrapped around his chest. Meliodas’ took a shape that seemed to encircle half of his face, and travel towards his arms.

The blackness in his eyes, the depth of it, terrified you.

“Now, Meliodas, you see what kind of a monster you truly are. Even your girlfriend cannot love a hideous monster, a demon, like you,” You distantly heard Estarossa monologuing, but you couldn’t react. You and Meliodas were staring at each other, unmoving. You were so, so terrified that he was going to attack you, just like he did to Estarossa.

Once Meliodas blinked, you screamed so loud. Tears sprang immediately to your eyes, and your instinct was to run. And you ran faster than you ever did before. None of the Ten Commandments even bothered to capture you again.

You ran deeper and deeper into the forest, whimpering and sobbing. You knew Meliodas was a demon, but you never saw him in demon form. He sheltered you away from his darkness, but now, after seeing it in front you, you were so scared. What were you going to do now? Where were you going to go?

After a while of running, your legs and lungs begged you to stop. You didn’t want to stop; rather, you wanted to put as much distance between you and the Ten Commandments, but more importantly, Meliodas. You were certain that he would kill you without a second thought in that state.

“(Y/N)!” You heard his light voice in the distance. You shrieked, covering your mouth with your hand. You trembled, and screwed your eyes shut. No, no, this can’t be happening.

“There you are!” His voice seemed awfully chipper. You opened your eyes and were met with his bright green ones. You screamed, punching him in the face, and turning to run away. Before you could, you felt his hand encircle your wrist, holding you back.

“Please! Let me go! M-Meliodas!” You sobbed, hitting his hand.

“I’m sorry! (Y/N) please listen to me,” Meliodas’ eyes filled with tears as he realized how afraid you were. He knew once he encountered Estarossa, he just knew, that this was his plan all along. He saw Estarossa give Gloxinia the signal to summon (Y/N) here, he saw Zeldris move closer to Gloxinia to grab her, he saw Zeldris choke her in order to get him closer to her. Stupid!

You covered your face from him, scared to see his face from you crying. Meliodas’ hearts tore a bit, and he mentally begged for someone to help.

“Hey, let’s sit down, okay?” Meliodas suggested. Behind you hands, you saw him sit against a log, dusting off leaves for you to sit next him. You didn’t want to sit so close to him, not after what you saw. Even still, you couldn’t look at him without imagining the dark marks across his skin.

Without responding, you sat down at a tree five feet away and let your hands reach your sides. You felt the tears still flowing down your face, but you needed to hear what he had to say. He didn’t seem blank or unemotional anymore. He seemed like his normal self, so you decided to try and listen.

Still, he was hurt that you didn’t sit next to him. He understood, but it stung deep within him.

“They’re trying to get you to break me, (Y/N). They want you to become so afraid of me that you leave me. Especially Zeldris and Estarossa, my brothers,” Meliodas started. “I left last week to fight them without worrying about the Sins or you there. I couldn’t worry about you while fighting them. My full demon form changes me. You saw the darkness on my skin and my eyes turned black. I never wanted to show you any of that because I didn’t want to scare you. I didn’t want you to think of me as the monster that I am, (Y/N). Not you, you mean too much to me. Honestly, I’m more scared of losing you than dying.”

You blinked at him. Your whimpering stopped, your hands curled in your lap. You both were scared, you realized once Meliodas’ head drooped, his hair blocking his eyes from you sight. In that moment, he was vulnerable, more vulnerable than you’ve ever known him.

“I’m sorry,” You whispered. Even from five feet away, Meliodas still heard you. His head shot up, his cheeks blotchy. As you spoke, you stepped closer to him, cautiously, until you were able to crouch in front of him like a child. “I’m sorry I panicked so much. Zeldris trying to kill me and seeing you in such a state, well it really terrified me. Deep down, I know you won’t willingly hurt me. I’m not afraid of you. I just got scared.”

“It’s okay,” Meliodas whispered, and you sent a smile to him. “I’ll keep it in check and won’t go full demon in front of you for a while, alright?”

He slowly took your hand in his, maintaining eye contact as he bent to kiss your hands. You smiled softly, rubbing his hand with your thumb. This will get better, you knew. It’s just a hurdle in your relationship, and eventually you would accept his demon form as well, and perhaps love it. All you needed was time, and he was willing to give you all the time in the world if it meant staying with you.

“Alright.”

[lea2107-foxsin]

Hey!

I'd really like to improve my english writing skills and I already grew some attachment towards writing shorter headcanons.

So... does anyone have got a list of some prompts that might give me some ideas?

I'm planning on doing stuff for Characters such as Monspeet, Ban, Hitoshi or Aizawa since I really love these four characters.

[lea2107-foxsin]

Is there someone knowing some Monspeet x Reader Stories that are not available on Tumblr?

I can barely find any stories and I'm feeling kinda awkward being so lonely with this demand.

I mean why is no one simping for him? He's awesome!

[kireii-writes]

Kireii masterlist

Rules

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EREN YEAGER

headcanons:

- poly relationship: eren x reader x levi NSFW

fics:

- stay with me (yandere eren)

- stay with me: pt.2 (yandere eren)

- you are mine (yandere eren)

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 AIZAWA SHOTA (eraserhead)

headcanons:

- getting ready for bed

- s/o having sleeping problems

oneshots:

- curiousity (supernatural AU)NSFW

BAKUGO KATSUKI

headcanons:

- punishment (yandere bakugo)NSFW

- squirting (bakukiri x reader)NSFW

- s/o with deep voice

CHISKAI KAI (overhaul)

headcanons:

fics:

- fall into me (part 1)

- fall into me (part 2)

DABI

headcanons:

- poly relationship: dabi x reader x overhaul NSFW

- s/o with deep voice

oneshots:

- gunplay

- mommy kink: shoto x reader x dabi NSFW

HITOSHI SHINSO

headcanons:

- general headcanons (yandere shinso)

- punishment (yandere shinso) NSFW

- bratty s/o (SFW & NSFW)

- s/o with deep voice

- hockey player s/o (yandere shinso)

oneshots:

- curiosity (supernatural AU) NSFW

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MIDORIYA IZUKU (deku)

headcanons:

- insecure s/o

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SHIGARAKI TOMURA

headcanons:

- insecure s/o

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fics:

- i won’t let you go (yandere shigaraki)

- i’m your biggest fan (yandere shigaraki)

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drabbles:

- confessing his love (yandere shigaraki)

TAKAMI KEIGO (hawks)

headcanons:

- insecure s/o

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oneshots:

- cheating

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TODOROKI SHOTO

headcanons:

- punishment (yandere shoto)NSFW

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oneshots:

- mommy kink: shoto x reader x dabi NSFW

CHROLLO LUCIFER

headcanons:

- s/o with male friends

- first kiss

- ballerina s/o

- jealous of his child

- toddler lookalike

- stronger s/o

- non nen user s/o (what he’s drawn to)

- romantically interested in someone

- chilly s/o

- s/o escapes(yandere chrollo)

- s/o who does musical theatre

short drabbles:

- knife play

- the promise

- captured (yandere chrollo)

oneshots:

- his to keep (yandere chrollo) NSFW

HISOKA MORROW

headcanons:

- s/o with male friends

- first kiss: hisoka x reader

- first kiss: hisoka x illumi

- hisoka as older brother

- stronger s/o

- non nen user s/o (what he’s drawn to)

- romantically interested in someone

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oneshots:

- inflicting pain on s/o

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ILLUMI ZOLDYCK

headcanons:

- approaching illumi

- approaching an oblivious crush

- s/o with male friends

- first kiss: hisoka x illumi

- first kiss: illumi x reader

- stronger s/o

- non nen user s/o (what he’s drawn to)

- romantically interested in someone

LEORIO PARADINIGHT

headcanons:

- first kiss

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KURAPIKA KURTA

headcanons:

- first kiss

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SHOOT MCMAHON

headcanons:

- first kiss

- poly relationship: shootxreaderxknuckle

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KNUCKE BINE

headcanons:

- brat taming NSFW

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KITE

headcanons:

- realising he’s in love

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GETO SUGURU

fics:

- competition NSFW

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GOJO SATORU

headcanons:

- 2nd year gojo with quiet s/o

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fics:

- the sky is the limit NSFW

- competition NSFW

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FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

drabbles:

- yandere megumi

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fics:

- roommates NSFW

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FUSHIGURO TOJI

headcanons:

- jealous toji

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fics / drabbles:

- sinful indulgence NSFW

- taint NSFW

- twisted love NSFW

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RYOMEN SUKUNA

headcanons:

- jealous sukuna

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* requests closed*

BAN

headcanons:

- squirting NSFW

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MONSPEET

headcanons:

- general headcanons (yandere monspeet) SFW & NSFW

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oneshots:

- sick s/o & worried monspeet (fluff)

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fics:

- love is a murder NSFW