#ludociel x reader

[venuscxre]

DARK RED .ᐟ

summary ; at the height of the holy war, the goddess clan suffers a great loss, but ludociel’s loss is greater.

pairing ; ludociel / black fem!reader

wc ; 2.0k

tags ; set during the first holy war, angst, death, themes of war, descriptions of dead body, slight body worship, hurt/no comfort, ludociel actually showing emotion.

𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

something bad is ‘bout to happen to me.

ludociel stares at the scene laid out in front of him, his eyes actually open for a change, but within their pearly pools is something unreadable, something dark and grief filled. and he’s spiralling, terribly so, as beads of sweat drip down his forehead; his breathing out of its normal pace.

he watches on in silence as one of the medics remorsefully drapes a white cloth over the dead body of his younger brother, a stone cold expression on his face. his blood that was once boiling over had now run cold at the realization that he’s lost mael, his baby brother. he’s lost his pride and joy.

the medic looks up at him, then averts her gaze back to the fallen goddess. a strong man was he, tis’ a shame that his soul has departed. as tradition, she mutters a small prayer before standing up straight and clearing her throat. 

“i’m very sorry for your loss, sir ludociel,” she offers a sympathetic look, but he doesn’t respond to her. it’s obvious that he’s dissociating, memories flashing through his head, all going far too quickly for his liking. the world begins to fade out the longer he stares at the corpse. he feels sick.

i don’t know it, but i feel it coming.

the medic steps out to give him some privacy and goes off to tend to more injured soldiers, seeing as healers in this war are short on hands. people are always flocking to be a part of the war and die in glory but nobody ever wants to help keep the injured alive, that’s why soldiers in the goddess clan never last long. them and their damn pride.

as she walks, the distinct sounds of wails and yells for a medic could be heard. she speeds up her pace. “what ever is the matter? what is–“ 

“no, this has to be a joke! wake up, your highness, please! you have to wake up!”

the medic pauses as she watches the scene in front of her unfold. the loud sobs of lilian, who she recognizes as the second daughter of the earl of the azure region, and the lady-in-waiting of the realm’s first princess. to have her sobbing like this could only mean…

“out of the way! coming through!” she pushes past the less experienced healers to assess the situation and the sight that greets her, makes her spine shiver. “o-oh… oh, stars… this is...”

meanwhile, ludociel is still standing over his brother’s corpse, his mind muddled with thoughts of how he’d failed as an older brother. but, the increasingly loud wails of your lady-in-waiting, jolts the archangel back to reality. her heart wrenching wails and desperate pleas for you to open your eyes makes his heart drop to the pits of his stomach. an uneasy feeling immediately settles over him.

outside the room, chaos had erupted. the medic that had been tending to his brother’s body was desperately trying to heal you, to no avail.  

the archangel hadn’t the slightest clue as to what was happening, but with the way that lilian was sobbing, he needn’t a soothsayer to tell him that something had just happened. With brisk steps, ludociel exits the room to see what the commotion was all about, muttering a small prayer in the hopes that the worst hadn’t happened. not to you, he couldn’t bear that. not now, not in this moment. not ever.

however, it seems that the creator had surely ignored his prayer, or rather, he might have offered that prayer far too late. the first thing ludociel sees when he steps out is lilian sobbing on the floor in front of tarmiel who was trying to hold her back and coax her into a more calm state while the medical staff taht were present all gathered around something, or someone. everyone seemed to be in disarray. 

might be so sad, might leave my nose running.

“your highness, please…”

“in the name of the stars, what is happening over here? tarmiel, escort lady lilian to someplace more quiet,” ludociel speaks, stepping closer. he peers down at the medical staff who are all huddled together on the floor. 

“move.”

there’s an awkward silence; he’s ticked off and his patience is stretched thin. “i said, move. i won’t repeat myself a third time.”

begrudgingly, the staff move away from whatever it is that they're hiding from his sight, and ludociel actually regrets ordering them to do so. if his world hadn’t already crashed when he’d seen mael’s corpse, it definitely did now. 

there’s a long pause as he stares down at the ground, his forehead creased as if unable to comprehend what he was seeing. his gaze shifts over to sariel who had been quietly observing the scene, however the latter couldn’t bring himself to look his comrade in the eye. 

ludociel feels his mouth run dry, and his throat is closing up. his ashen eyes flit down to the mangled corpse on the floor, he feels his heart drop down to his feet; the gruesome sight of the woman he’s dedicated himself to serving — loving, laying limply and lifelessly served to be his final straw.

“sariel, what…” ludociel doesn’t finish his sentence, or rather, he couldn’t, and that’s astounding for a man who knows what to say in any situation; this one, however, has rendered him completely speechless. the silence of the other archangel makes things worse.

the medics all have their heads bowed and are silently offering their prayers. sariel watches on from the sidelines silently, his eyes downcast as well.

ludociel walks closer, and the state in which your body is in makes bile rise through his throat. it’s much, much worse than mael’s body. whoever killed you, lacked any compassion and delivered their hits mercilessly.

despite their attempts at healing you, your neck remains twisted in an irregular angle, and those beautiful eyes of yours that were once so bright and full of life, stare off soullessly. it unsettles him at how someone whose eyes sparkled so brightly, would have their light die out like this.

the rest of your body is in an even more terrible state, and he can’t even bear to look at you, feeling the urge to shut his eyes once more. your fluffy white wings which would always puff up when you were cold, were reduced to a dirty, blood soaked mess of broken bones and scarce feathers. your soft body, the one he would always worship like you were the supreme deity herself, is littered with cuts and deep gashes, not as bad as they were before, but not good either. some of them are still bleeding, the crimson liquid spilling onto the white, marble floors, effectively painting them with the essence of your life.

“…”

ludociel kneels and scoops your body into his arms, his hold on you gentle. your lover holds you close to his chest, not minding the blood and dirt that soils the white garment he wears over his armour, his only thought is to at least feel you and your warmth one last time. but, a man can only dream. you were cold, long gone. ludociel feels sick.

the longer he stares at your corpse, the more his stoic demeanour cracks. it’s like everything around him is losing colour and turning his surroundings to a dull grey. the voices, the wails, the rampages of war begin to get blocked out as he falls back into his head. ludociel is tittering on the edge of breaking down into a fit of tears as he’s painfully reminded of his words to you earlier. he wants nothing more than to hit himself. he can’t bear to face the realization that he’s lost everything he was fighting for. his little brother and his lover. oh, the tragedy.

he’d planned to propose to you once the war was over, planned to take your last name or give you his, whichever you’d like more. he’d planned to have mael as his best man and share the most special day of his life with the one family member that he actually cares about, but those filthy demons had to go and pry that wishful thinking out of his hands. his grief gives way to an underlying rage that he doesn’t allow himself to feel. ‘not yet, ludociel. not yet.’

ludociel promptly turns on his heel and walks away as silent as he came, leaving the rest of the medical staff and sariel to exchange silent glances. as intimidating of a man ludociel is, he has emotions too, and having to send off a family member and a lover in one go? that might be the hardest thing he’ll have to do, and they can’t help but pity him.

“oh, stars..”

ludociel reenters the room where his brother was officially announced dead. the archangel sets you down on the bed next to mael’s with a grim expression, his armoured hand softly stroking the skin of your cheek. 

“my darling..” he whispers, ashen eyes taking in your appearance. even though you’re nothing but a bloody corpse, you’re still as beautiful as the day he first laid his eyes on you.

ludociel takes his gauntlets off, his tanned skin tracing the skin of your face, then falls down to your neck, and continues its way down. he takes his time, his hands running down your chest, to your thighs, and occasionally slipping underneath you to drag them up your spine. his lips eventually follow suit. every touch and every kiss is accompanied by him healing your wounds, restoring your body to its former glory in an act of worship. 

somehow, he feels unworthy to touch and kiss you like this, but you’re going to be cremated, your body and soul going back into the higher heavens where they belong. he knows that this is the last time he can do touch you this way, because if he doesn’t do this now, he won’t get the chance ever again, and that thought kills him inside a little more.

before he finally comes to terms with your passing, ludociel kisses your lips. they’re cold and cracked, a stark contrast to the warm, supple and sweet-tasting lips he’s normally used to.

should he be kissing a corpse? no, that’s far from hygienic.

does that stop him? also no.

gazing at you for a moment longer, ludociel allows himself to shed a tear or two for you and mael in an act of mourning; he won’t get this chance for a while. he kisses you one last time. a kiss goodbye.

“rest well, my love.”

i just hope she don’t wanna leave me.

at 8:10 p.m on august 3rd, xxx, stigma headquarters captured and disposed of thousands of demon civilians near the fairy king’s forest, effectively ending the long standing peace treaty established by the first princess and first prince of the goddess and demon clans respectively, therefore, kickstaring and heightening the holy war. 

at 9:30 p.m, archangel mael fell victim to and died from an encounter with the ten commandments’ estarossa of benevolence. roughly half an hour later, the second princess of the goddess clan, elizabeth, and the first prince of the demon clan, meliodas, died as well; cause unknown. 

at 10:49 p.m, her highness, the first princess perished from an ambush orchestrated and executed by the ten commandments’ monspeet of reticence and derieri of purity in an act of vengeance for their fallen people. 

with the death of these four major figures, stigma and its allying clans have taken a loss and the victory of this war has fallen into the lap of the demon clan. archangel ludociel has arranged for “the sealing.” her majesty, the supreme deity and the leaders of the allying races of stigma have all consented.

this is the peak of the holy war, the decider of britannia’s fate. will the guiding hand of light prevail or will the bloodline of darkness rule the land for millennia to come? 

whatever it may be, may the creator and the stars help us all. 

[bunji-enthusiast]

Can you write Ludociel OMG pleasee

I will certainly try my best! Hehe he looks very handsome and pretty <3 (just roughly 600 words)

Typical.

You didn’t know why you’d expect this to go any other way, why did you think this was gonna go well?

As you were the delegate for the goddess clan, you had to meet with delegates from the fairy race to solidify connections and plan for enemy attacks against the goddess clan. The longer the meeting went on, the more you realized how much of your words were falling on deaf ears, nobody was hearing you out. You were completely ignored by virtually everyone in the room, nobody respected your status or power. No one in the room even looked at you directly to acknowledge you, it was as if you were completely non-existent. Most likely, you weren’t necessarily an important figure, that you could understand. Not being a high-ranking goddess of the clan held no hope in your chances of actually being heard. But you had hoped that this meeting was finally going to be your chance to actually climb the ranks so you wouldn’t be viewed as some little pest or just a kid. So many had made it that obvious, and you were just breaking down because of it. 

By the minute your blood was boiling with anger, no, fury. You really tried to stay calm, you did. Yet you failed, and yelled at them before you finally burst out the door, flying away from the building. 

You knew most likely that the news of the meeting would meet any one of the Archangels, they had handled factions and led the battles against your enemy the demon clan for an entirety of the Holy War. It was likely that you were going to be scolded or other by him, that infuriating archangel. You just could only hope you slipped by unnoticed as you finally reached your post, slithering past all the guards and members of Stigma. 

You wanted to scream, rip out your hair. About anything you could think of in releasing out your frustrations on. 

‘Stupid, stupid, stupid!

It wasn’t my fault right? It was those stupid fairies, not my fault. 

They didn’t listen and they saw what happened.’

You walked quietly into the reach of the halls, within the Light Of Grace. It had seemed that no one else was currently in occupation of the same space as you, you sorely needed some alone time–

“So I've heard of what happened.” 

The man you had least likely wanted to run into was the very one you had the misfortune of actually running into, why did fate happen this way? You did not want to hear his words. Your hands were taught, the nails of your fingers digging into your skin. Certainly you could feel the way your jaws had tightened up, you could not find the words to respond. 

“Please speak to me, face to face my dear.” 

With a faint scowl etched into your features, you turned to the source of the voice. It had seemed you were needing to face the music, or however humans had phrased the saying. This was the last thing you wanted to happen, “What happened at that stupid meeting was their goddamn fault, Ludociel.” You said, properly addressing him. 

This was a first for the archangel, you were behaving completely differently compared to when you had flown out to attend the meeting. The way your eyes sparkled with excitement to be recognized for something greater, in the tone of your voice, and perhaps your movement. That was this morning, it was now that you were completely different, enraged by the events of the meeting you so rightfully had claim of the experience too. Ludociel cleared his throat, taking time to properly put himself together before he finally responded in return. 

“I am well aware of the events that had occurred.” His brow turns down, features contorted with- worry? 

You didn’t entirely expect to actually live to see the day that Ludociel would have such an expression on his face, what the hell was happening?

[linniewrites]

Good day ; we can fly off. | Meliodas

Meliodas x f!goddess!reader

Summary : 

“Good bye, wipe off the tears

Good day, please believe in me

Wake up, the scenery is changing

Hey, we can fly off”

Words : 4,097

Warnings : crying, killing/death, fighting, language (fuck, dick, etc.).

Notes : the music always makes me cry when I hear it so I had to write something with it. i think im going to write a lot of this au where reader is Ellie’s sister, I really like it. I also think I might do modern au for nnt. Once more, let me know if you have any tips to get better. Enjoy <3

The sound of battle would always haunt you. Be it the sound of swords clashing, pained screams, grieving cries, people strategizing. All of it sounded awful, but no one you knew seemed to share your opinion, apart from your older sister. You had both understood a long time ago that as daughters of the leader of the goddess clan, you’d have no choice but to fight.

“___, look out !” You friend Nerobasta screamed at you, she had launched off towards you and eliminated the demon that had been aiming at you. You didn’t understand why though, it was only a small grey demon you easily could’ve talked off. Still, you thanked her and apologized.

“Sorry doesn’t cut it. We’re in the middle of battle, you can’t just zone off and risk both your life and the life of others !”

“Yeah, I know. And seriously, I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s up with me today.”

“I don’t know either but it doesn’t matter, focus.” Just like that she was gone, off to kill more demons.

“Jeez, what’s wrong with her today ?”

“Maybe Ludociel told her to stop sucking his dick ?” Elizabeth had settled next to you, and had her hands on her hips, eyes looking straight at the pink haired goddess.

“Ellie ! Don’t be so crude !” A group of demons came over to the two of you and started talking about how disgusting goddesses were and how they would bring your heads back to their princes as gifts. You and Elizabeth simply shrugged them off, trying to continue your conversation, if those demons wanted to attack you, you’d fight back, if they didn’t, you’d let them be. They finally decided to attack you, or at least they tried. Two of them went to you and your sister, they seemed pretty weak, one was a short weird ochre color demon and the other one was a taller copper one. You simply set off your feet to avoid them, but copper one tried to grab your feet which only resulted in both his arms exploding from a small Ark you had invoked.

“What, I’m sure it’s true. If someone was following me like that all the time I’d kill them.” Elizabeth closed the palm of her right hand, and with that, the core demon was no more. Literally, not even dust was left from its body. “Oh, look at these two.”

“And look at their friends, somewhere along the way I guess they got in the crossfire.” You pointed at the cadavers that were laying under you, there were about fifteen of them. It was true, you didn’t mean to kill them, maybe they were just so weak that such a small part of your power was enough to kill them.

“These lowlifes…” A demon that had the same appearance as a lion muttered under his breath, stopping everyone that was battling.

“We’re the Six Knights of Black, the most vile warriors of the demon race ! Bend down to us and admire our power !” A tall blue haired one screamed, shaking up the ground. Goddesses as well as demons fled, scared for their lives. Nerobasta joined you and your sister before whispering to you.

“We have to call Sir Ludociel. He’ll be able to help us.” You shook your head, if she wanted to go she could, but you weren’t going to flee a battlefield. Surely you could explain to them you didn’t want to fight them, and they understand.

“There’s no need for that Nerobasta. Don’t worry we’ll take care of it if you’re scared.” You smiled softly at her, you didn’t want her to do anything she didn’t want to, if she found comfort in Ludociel’s embrace than that was okay, but there was no need to drag more people into what was supposed to be a small disagreement.

“I’m not scared ! How dare you say that ! It’s just, he would take care of it way quicker than anyone else would.”

“There’s no need to bring any more people here. Go back to the realm, we’ll take care of this.” Elizabeth swiftly added, stopping Nerobasta who was about to say something else. The older goddess frowned, but left without more complaints, even if she was your friend, she hated that you were both of higher ranks than her, and that she had to respect you a way you didn’t have to do with her.

“Oh, is it only these two small children ?” One that was half man, half made out of what seemed like flesh said in an almost robotic voice.

“Leave it to me then.” The same one that had screamed earlier stepped in front of the rest.

“Nuh-uh ! Bellion, it’s not fair you always get the coolest fights !” The only woman in the group whined.

“Go back to the realm, and have them tell Prince Meliodas I’ll bring him the heirs of the hideous goddess clan.” The five demon complained loudly but with one look from the man, they quickly set off back to the demon realm.

“Wow, look at that guy. So much charisma into one mediocre appearance.” You sweat-dropped at what Elizabeth had whispered to you when she thought the man couldn’t hear.

“You, with the white hair and the foul mouth, you must be Elizabeth, and you, you haven’t said a word yet, so you must be ___. I have to say, it’s impressive to finally meet the bloodstained sisters of the goddess clan.” He let out a humorless laugh and jumped into air to aim at you with his large sword. The two of you easily dodged, which angered him, but not as much as when you ignored him to speak to each other again.

“Ellie, people are hurt. One of us should go heal them.” You pointed at the people on the ground, somehow, humans had ended up here, and although there were other goddesses around, you knew none would decide to help them.

“You think you’ll be okay taking him on ? I can finish off the rest of them before healing anyone.” You nodded at her, concerned, Elizabeth was usually the one that fought, and you’d stick to healing, so why she wanted you to take care of him was a mystery to you. She set herself down and left to finish off the weaker demons as you turned, still in the air, to the leader of the Six Knights of Black.

“You’re Bellion right ? The others listened to you immediately, so I’m guessing you’re their leader. That’s weird though. You claim to be the most vile group, and yet I’ve heard no word of you.”

“You wrenched goddess ! How dare you insult me that way !” He moved his arm, and with that, ruins from the battle flew at you. So he can control things with his mind, you’d have to remember that. You let the rocks follow you, and Bellion almost laughed at how pathetic you seemed, the strongest of all goddesses running away from a few rocks, and then you stopped when you ended up above a lake. With one swat of your wings, you were higher up, and the rocks had fallen down in the water, thus not harming anyone.

“You’ve avoided a few stones, so what ? Death Burn !” He swung his long blade at you and dark violet flames enveloped it before coming at you.

“Jonah’s Ordeal !” A whale made out of light raised from the lake and swallowed up the darkness from the sword. “Actually, I lied earlier, I’ve heard of you. Bellion, the demon that got rejected by his prince. You asked him to be part of the Ten Commandments, and he told you the harsh truth about yourself. You’re so full of yourself, you boast your strength everywhere, and anywhere, but the truth is, even your own race thought you’d be a bother to them in battle.”

“You-“

“Ark !” With a swing of your hand, he was gone, sent back to the demon realm, of course, the attack wouldn’t hurt him too much, it was just to get him as far away as possible. You flew all the back to where you had left your sister and everyone else.

“Ellie ! Is everyone okay ?”

“Yep ! The hurt have been healed, and the demons have been sent back to their realms.” She dramatically said, flying over to check you for any injury. She jabbed her finger on your left cheek, showing a scratch you hadn’t even noticed until now. “What happened to you ?”

“Ellie, it’s a small scratch… I think I got it while sleeping.”

“I told them jewels on cushions was a bad idea, I think I chipped my tooth on one.” You looked down and saw everyone going back home, you were glad, people were going back to their loved ones. “Well, let’s head back.”

You were sitting at your vanity, dabbing some moisturizer onto your face. Elizabeth was laying with her head hanging from your bed and her legs propped up the wall.

“So how’d you get the weirdo to leave ?”

“I didn’t think he’d listen to me so I fought him.” She stared at you, worried about how it might’ve gone on. “Don’t look at me like that, it was quick, one Ark and he was gone. I told him a bunch of mean things and I think that got to him.”

“You told a demon… mean things ? And he actually got hurt ?”

“Yeah, turns out he’s the one that the elder prince rejected.” She sat up, eyes wide and full of excitement.

“Shit, really ? If I’d known I would have fought him myself. How come you know all of the gossips and I don’t ?”

“Well you’re the one that told me a demon had been rejected by the leader of the Ten Commandments and I remember Nerobasta told me the same story, but she actually said the guy’s name.” You stood up and joined her on the bed giggling at her answer to that.

“Ey, Nerobasta knows all the gossip, I need to have lunch with her more. You did good today, I’ll let you sleep.” You rolled your eyes at how she was exaggerating such a little fight but didn’t say anything because you know she just did it because she cared for you. You stopped her before she could fully close the door.

“I’m gonna go on an early walk tomorrow. You wanna come with ?”

“I would’ve love to, but I’ve got a bunch of juniors to train, maybe when I’m done with that we can have dinner together though ?”

“Yeah, I’d like that.” You haven’t been spending as much time together as you’d like. Your mother had insisted you focused on how to work administrative, deal with which battle was worth looking into, as if they were some sort of game and people’s lives weren’t on the line. Elizabeth however had a training focused on direct battle, she was so good she was training the younger generations. You sighed and got comfortable in bed, turned off the light and closed your eyes, allowing the tears that had pooled up to fall, and sink into your soft pillow. It was so tiring, of course, resolving conflict without violence was amazing, but most of the time, it didn’t work and someone would end up hurt, or dead. You rose up from your bed and grabbed a tissue from your bedside table to wipe your face. You laid back down, and prayed that your night would, for once, be free of those nightmares from the war.

Good bye, wipe off the tears

Humans have a lot on you, but flying is something you’re so happy to have. It makes you sad that they’d never understand how great it is to feel the breeze raking through your hair, or how small everything feels when you’re so high up. You stopped when you saw someone standing at the edge of a cliff and decided you’d come down to say hello. However, as you got lower, you felt your stomach start to churn, and you head started aching. Your breath got stuck in your throat when you ended face to face with the person on the cliff. It was a young man, with blond hair, and possibly the largest set of wings you had ever seen. Clearly he was a demon, and from the mark on his forehead you could tell he was a very high ranked one. He also seemed to stop for a moment and stare at your face intently. His curious stare turned into a glare when his eyes set on your white wings. He picked up the large sword that he had earlier stuck in the ground and launched at you. You shrieked and decided you probably would be able to avoid him if you flew up, so you let yourself fall a few meters down. To your surprise, that didn’t surprise him at all, and he just chased right after you.

“You goddesses are always here, lurking around, waiting until you find someone to sneak up on.” He spoke with pure hatred and disgust.

“No, I swear, I just wanted to sa-“

“Hellblaze !”

“I don’t want to fight !” You screamed at him, you didn’t want to, but if he continued like this, you’d have no choice but to fight back. When the flames finally caught up to you and burned your legs, you decided you couldn’t not defend yourself. “Fuck, Ark !” The Ark was big enough to engage him and bring him far away, but not enough to kill him.

“Fuck, why isn’t my commandment working on her ?!” He gritted through his teeth, it was loud enough so you could hear it before he was taken away. Commandment ? Blond hair ? Black marks all over his body ? Was this the leader of the Ten Commandments ? The next in line to be the demon king ? Meliodas The Love, is what you heard them call him. How you’d never met him was a surprise, but now he was in front of you, you were glad you hadn’t. Was it your bad luck, just yesterday you were beating one of his comrades, talking about how ruthless he was, and now you were the object of his wrath. You didn’t have time anymore, you felt the cold, hard blade graze your cheek, it was well aimed. He had intentionally avoided hurting you and only left a small wound on your face. Your head was bashed against the cliff and you could feel his angry breathing on your face.

“Move, even just one millimeter, and I will have your cut up body sent to that cursed sister of yours.” At the mention of Elizabeth you froze, and before you realized, you had locked him in another Ark. This time bigger, brighter, stronger. He dropped his sword and screamed in pain, clutching his head, almost ripping out his blond hair. Your palm closed little by little until you couldn’t hear him scream anymore. You directed the Ark to land on the edge of the cliff he had originally been standing and let his now unconscious body fall. You sighed again, now it would take a while for him to wake up, you’d go pick up his sword -that had fallen in the water when he dropped it- heal him and when he woke up you’d explain that you were harmless to him. How he was going to believe you were harmless after rendering him unconscious, you didn’t know, but you hoped you wouldn’t have to fight again.

Getting the sword out of the water was a hassle, it was the largest and heaviest you had ever wielded. It now rested next to the healed man, he looked to be around your age, but he was the demon king’s oldest son, so maybe he was a few centuries older. Maybe once he woke up you’d ask him, you’d also ask him if he had siblings too, if he spent time with them. On cue, the blond groaned, and sat up, rubbing his head with his two rough hands. He didn’t notice you until he looked up and saw your worried face and small smile.

“I’m sorry about that. Your head doesn’t hurt too much does it ?” He was speechless, his head didn’t hurt at all, and he had a feeling he knew why. He ignored your question and apology, grabbed his sword walked away.

“Wait, stay for a moment.” He stopped and for a second you thought he’d turn around and answer you but he only just let his wings out to fly away.

“You’re Meliodas The Love aren’t you ?!” He turned around, annoyed, his commandment wasn’t working so he couldn’t even question you without risking anything. Why were you pretending to not know him ? “I don’t want to fight with you, I was just on a morning walk and I thought I’d come say hello.”

“To me ?”

“Yes, I didn’t really see who you were, but it doesn’t really matter.”

“So you just, walk around, greeting demons for fun ?”

“Yeah.” He flew away. “No, come back ! I’m not mocking you !”

Good day, please believe in me.

“You met who ?!” She raised her voice, closing the door quickly behind you.

“Ellie, don’t yell !”

“You’re yelling ?!”

“Right, sorry.”

“You met the leader of the Ten Commandments and thought, you’d say hello ?” She was speaking with a mocking tone, because she knew you were the only person that would think this way.

“I didn’t know it was him at first, but that didn’t change anything, why can’t I say hello to him ?” You pouted, people paid too much attention to stuff like race nowadays.

“You can, it’s just, you know how we get along with them…”

“Well if they find out about it, I can just tell them the truth. We fought and then he left.”

“At least you won.”

“Yeah I felt kind of bad, I didn’t want him to hate me for losing his sword or getting a headache. There’s no way he’ll want to talk to me now.” You threw your face onto your pillow, angry that the only time you could’ve had a calm encounter with a demon turned into a fight. She put her soft, comforting hands on you back and rubbed it up and down.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll meet him again, and when you do, maybe he’ll agree to speaking with you. Just be careful, okay ?” You yawned before answering sleepily.

“Yeah, I hope so. And if I do meet him again, I’ll be extra careful, he seriously could’ve hurt me with that giant sword.” She smiled, stroked your cheek and wished you a good night before turning around to get to her own bedroom, but not without whispering under her breath.

“He’s as small as you are, how can you two be so dangerous ?” Still, Elizabeth thoight about you, amazed, you truly were one of a kind. The only goddess that wanted to be friends with the prince of the enemy clan. She loved that about you, when she had those same thoughts, before she understood what was and wasn’t possible in life, she could talk to you without being judged. And you listened to everything she had to say, now, Elizabeth had gave up on those ideas for herself, but you, you were different, something about you was special. You’d change the world, shake up skies and grounds, and show people what real life truly is. Maybe things could actually change.

Wake up, the scenery is changing

A few days later, you had gone on another one of your morning walks, once again, Elizabeth couldn’t join you, so you decided to keep your promise and be extra careful. You took the same road you usually took, even after last time’s events. You flew past the same cliff you fought with Meliodas and since nobody was here, you decided to lay down on the grass. You set your palms flat down on the grass and let your power seep into the dirt. Flowers bloomed all around, bringing life to the usually dead looking cliff. You smiled and giggled happily, and closed your eyes, feeling the sun shine warmly on your face. Unbeknownst to you, the same demon you had met last time was staring at you from above. What exactly were you ? Since when did goddess try to have conversations with other races, especially demons ? Since when did they use their powers for something so trivial as flowers ? And since when were they so adorable ? He’d never heard one of them laugh like this, usually they were mocking people, laughing at their pain or sadness. He felt a few drops of water on his hair and realized it started raining. He heard you groan and complain about how you couldn’t just go on a normal walk without being interrupted. You raised your head and that’s when you noticed the blond demon that was staring at you, he turned around when you two made eye contact, his face warming up quickly.

“Oh, hi !” You waved hello at him and beckoned him over. “Come ! Sit !” He hesitated before slowly lowering himself onto the ground. “Hello. I’m ___”

“I know.”

“Oh. Well still, at least I’ve introduced myself.”

“I’m Meliodas. But, you knew that, no ?” You nodded and patted the space next to you, hoping he’d sit with you. He walked over to the spot, but didn’t sit, so you looked up at him, and for the first time in his life, he shied away and couldn’t stare at someone’s face. You didn’t seem to understand that he was flustered so you just stood up to stand next to him.

“So, how’s your life going ?” You hesitantly asked, looking around, nervous from his staring.

“I’m not doing this.” He turned around and you thought he was going to leave so you hurried to grab his shoulders.

“No, wait !” You released him, and calmed down. “I’m sorry, I just want to talk.”

“About what ?”

“Life. I just thought, since we both come here, maybe we could be friends ?”

“You want to be friends ?” From his voice, it didn’t sound like he was mocking you. He just seemed genuinely surprised, and also maybe, curious. “With me ?” He hated how weak he sounded, like no one had ever asked him for his company. Before he could stop himself, he continued. “Why ?”

“Of course I want to be friends. I know that our races don’t get along too well but I think it’s nice to know more people. I know that demons aren’t actually that bad.”

“We’ve always been at war, and somehow, you believe that we’re good guys ?”

“You’re saying so yourself. It’s a war, you’re fighting to protect what you care about, and I do the same. I don’t believe there’s a good or a bad in a war. There are just people, who fight for something, or someone.”

“That’s a nice way to think. I guess it suits your character.”

“My character ? You don’t even know me…” Maybe now, he was the one laughing at you, he says he wants nothing to do with you but then he acts like he knows you.

“The whole goddess character. How you guys tend to see the world like there’s nothing wrong in it.” He gestured to you, frowning when your face hardened.

“That’s not how we see it though. I think most of us see what’s wrong first, and then notice the happy things.”

“Yeah ? What do you see first ?”

“Depends, I like to think I see the positive in things. What about you ? I don’t really know what fits the whole demon character.”

“I guess I see bad things first, and then, when it’s too late I notice there are still good things.”

“Maybe, we can try and show each other how we see life ? You’d understand us better and I’d understand demons better. At least two of us won’t hate each other for no reason.” He didn’t know why the clear hope in your voice made him so vulnerable, but when he looked into your eyes, he knew he could only answer one thing.

“Yeah. We can try.”

Hey, we can fly off

[stupendouspizzacomputer]

INSANITY (Hellaverse x isekai male reader) Heaven's Council:

•Abrabiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Adamiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Adriel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Ambriel/Amriel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Anael (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Arariel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Asmodei (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Atheed (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Azrael (HazbinHotelSSAU/HazbinHotelConstantine/HazbinHotelSerenity) (PS. This character and this AU Belongs to @Kaledya)

•Baraciel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Cael (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Camael (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Cassiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Duma/Dumah (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Eleleth (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Eremiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Gabriel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Gadreel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Gagiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Hadraniel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Hamiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Haniel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Harahel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Harut (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Israfel/Israfiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Ithuriel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Jahoel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Jegudiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Jehuel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Jerahmeel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Jophiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Kadmiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Kalqa'il (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Khamael (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Lailah (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Malik (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Manukel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Marut (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Mebahiah (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Metatron (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Micah (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Michael (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Midael (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Moroni (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Munkar (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Muriel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Nakir (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Nuriel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Pahaliah (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Penemue (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Peniel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Puriel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Raguel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Raphael (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Raqeeb (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Raziel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Remiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Ridwan (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Sachiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Samandiriel/Samandriel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Sandalphon/Sandolphn (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Sansanvi (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Sanvi (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Saraqael (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Sariel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Sealtiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Semangelaf (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Shamsiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Taharial (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Telantes (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Umbriel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Uriel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Yahoel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Zadkiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Zaphkiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Zerachiel (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•Zuphlas (The Shadowhunter Chronicles)

•The Brightest Fragment of Brilliant Light (Ruler) (Sololeveling/Manwha/webtoon/Gates)

•Unnamed Ruler (Ruler) (Sololeveling/Manwha/webtoon/Gates)

•Unnamed Ruler (Ruler) (Sololeveling/Manwha/webtoon/Gates)

•Unnamed Ruler (Ruler) (Sololeveling/Manwha/webtoon/Gates)

•Unnamed Ruler (Ruler) (Sololeveling/Manwha/webtoon/Gates)

•Unnamed Ruler (Ruler) (Sololeveling/Manwha/webtoon/Gates)

•Unnamed Ruler (Ruler) (Sololeveling/Manwha/webtoon/Gates)

•Ludociel (7ds/Sevendeadlysins)

•Tarmiel (7ds/Sevendeadlysins)

•Mael (7ds/Sevendeadlysins)

[randomreadingtimewithtsuki]

Hi! Here we have part 3 and I promise I am done XD

Part 1

Part 2

Mael x Goddess! Reader

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When Mael came to himself he saw you, sitting in pain, healed - alive.

That was enough for him, so he decided to go off for a bit. Gowther followed him to a heart to heart chat and ask why he wasn't with you:

Mael: I…I shouldn't. I caused them so much pain.

Gowther: But you didn't-

Mael: Maybe I should stay away. Y/N is alive and that's all that matters.

Before Gowther could speak Elizabeth came to ask for his help. As soon as he turned her down a familiar voice echoed:

Y/N: I want you to be around us.

Mael turned his head upon hearing your voice. There you were, floating close by and smiling gently at him.

Y/N: Let's help Mael. 

Mael: I don't have my grace anymore.

Y/N: I will help you look. I promised, remember?

Yes, he did remember your promise. He also remembered how your voice seemed like a thread of hope at that time. He sighed, got up and agreed to help Elizabeth. 

You were so happy you hugged his arm, which made Mael flinch a bit. He didn't think he was deserving of your attention, but you didn't seem to realize his flinching. 

He allowed you to grab his hand to go towards King and Diane. His touch was hesitant, it wasn't a strong hold like you remembered. 

You noticed you may be forcing a bit, so you took the chance to let go of his hand when you landed near Diane.

You all headed to help Meliodas and near your destination Mael caught Escanor. Who wanted to give his grace back, but Mael was hesitant to accept it, until you flicking the side of his head:

Mael: Y/N?

Y/N: Don't be such a fool Mael. Accept the grace, you can help them.

Mael: But… it left me…

Y/N: It left and it is back. Leave everyone to me, I will keep Escanor safe too. Go on, take it.

Mael:....

Y/N: Mael, the grace will accept you again. 

Escanor was looking at you with gratitude in his eyes. Mael gave in and accepted the grace. He could indeed help most of the fight.

To which you grinned at him in a mocking way that read " See? I told ya!"

Ludociel was surprised to see you again with Mael. Two people who he had thought he would never see again and that's why, on his passing moment, he whispered to you to take care of Mael. 

You reassured him. You definitely would keep Mael safe and sound. The angel in question blushed heavily upon hearing his brother ask that, but he didn't say anything.

When the fight was over and you were all in the boar's hat, it was complete chaos. You didn't drink, so you were helping waiting tables - you refused to wear that uniform - and care for the drunk ones - Mael included.

He was babbling about something you couldn't understand, but what truly got you startled was when you were walking away from him and he suddenly grabbed your waist and hugged you.

As he was seated and you were standing, he hugged your dorso and leaned his head on your stomach. He was babbling something you couldn't understand what he said, but Gowther seemed happy for some reason.

You just sighed. You wondered if you should heal Mael before he regretted saying something. While you pondered what to do, you patted his head. Slightly running your fingers in his hair, which made him snuggle to you a little closer.

You decided before the night ended you would heal him out of this drunk state. You asked Gowther to let you know if something weird happens. 

He smiled, nodded and pulled Mael away from you so you could go back to waiting tables.

By end of the party you did heal Mael, to which he was thankful for and terribly embarrassed:

Mael: D-did I say something weird?

Y/N:... hm… I don't know. I couldn't understand you.

Mael grunted in response. You couldn't chat much, as some drunk people required attention - drunken hugs were being thrown at you - and Mael decided to give you a hand.

You were so tired by the end that you just fainted on the bed.  You had a dreamless sleep, but as soon as you woke you wondered if the previous day was true.

Did you wait tables? Was Elizabeth free for the curse? Could you get a rest on the holy way? And most importantly, was Mael truly back?

You left the bed and went to look for him. You found Mael outside looking at the sky, his back was faced towards you.

You couldn't help but cry as you called his name. Mael turned a around a bit confused, but before he could say or do anything you dashed to his arms, sobbing while hugging:

Mael: Y/N? Are you ok? Something 's wrong?

Y/N: I… It's just.. you are really here. It's you here. You are back.

You sobbed a little hard on his chest. You felt Mael hug you strongly and a shadow appeared from somewhere - his wings were also hugged you. 

You looked up at him, he was smiling gently at you:

Mael: I am here and so are you.

You smiled back at him, tears still running down your face. That was when he kissed your forehead and hugged you even tighter. 

It was so warm and gentle. But at the same time strong and safe. You two stayed there for a bit until you heard Hawk screaming something and you both went on to check.

You went on ahead to see what was wrong, apparently Elizabeth fell while carrying some glasses and you decided to help clean it up.

As you chatted with her, King and Hawk Mael was standing a bit behind with Gowther next to him:

Gowther: So… when will you tell them?

Mael: Tell them what?

Gowther: That you like them.

Gowther's comment made Mael flinched at the phrase:

Mael:... I… 

Gowther: They deserve to know.

Mael: It's not a good time. 

Gowther:... not a good time?

Mael: … They don't.. I don't deserve them.

Gowther: I think that is up to them to decide.

Mael: Perhaps….

Gowther sighed as he watched Mael look at you so tenderly. 

The angel was afraid of binding you because of a nostalgic feeling. Maybe you were just missing his presence and your feelings were confused. 

Just like his. As Estarossa he came to realize that he loved you and saw Elizabeth as a sister. 

He realized he confused the feelings. The type of affection. As Estarossa he missed you, he wanted to hug, to be with you. 

But for now he was scared of approaching you. Gowther's final words to him pulled him out of this daze:

Gowther: I think they care about you a lot, so… make up for the time you lost.

Mael didn't answer him. But maybe Gowther was right, he should tell you. Just not now, now he wants to spend time with you.

Without worrying about feelings, just enjoying your time together and observe how things go. He was sure he would receive some kind of punishment from the Supreme deity.

But that was fine, because you would be there. 

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Thank you for reading! 

[herwritingartcowboy]

S/o In A Fighting Match

First Fic of the year. I was watching Mulan 2 and there is a scene where there is a festival and there is a fighting ring. And in avatar last airbender in kyoshi story her partner was in a a fighting match at a festival.

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Seven deadly sins

Ludociel-

Scared but proud

When the person you were facing punched you in the face it took almost everyone to hold him back for killing the poor guy.

If you won he would be so proud and scold you for fighting.

If you lose he would still scold you but still try to cheer you up.

If you have injuries he would still not try to kill the guy, scold you, and bandage you up.

Mael-

Worried 

This just really starts for you trying to prove him that you can handle your own.

You made sure Mael shall when you let the guy kick you down.

Mael almost stopped the whole fight till you kicked the guy breaking his leg in the process.

But if you did get knocked down Mael will stop the show not wanting you to get hurt more.

If you have injured he will patch you up feeling bad that you were hurt.

Sariel-

Proud 

Sariel was still worried for your safety.

Just like the others he almost hurt the guy for punching you in the face.

When you won he cheered your name.

If you lost he would try to fight the guy himself for making you lose.

Injuries he would scold you but stopping when he shall your face only for him to finish hugging you.

Tarmiel-

Shocked 

Tried to get you out of the match.

But he watched, cheering you on.

When you got hit by your opponent he was pissed and tried to stop the match but he didn’t but only cheered you on. 

If you won he would be so proud carrying you away.

If you lost he would offend your honor.

Injuries he would patch you up but when he is done he would hug you and tell you not to do that again.

Demon Slayer

Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke-

Different reactions

Zenitsu is crying trying to stop the match

Inosuke was cheering you on 

Tanjiro tried to calm them down only for them all to see you got knocked down seeing your blood roll down your nose.

Everything changed now they are all trying to stop the match but Tanjiro was the first to calm down and still trying to hold the other two back.

If you won they would cheer your name, Zenitsu cried as he buried his face into your chest. Inosuke would taunt the guy, almost attacking him. Tanjiro was trying to move all of you out the way for the next match to start.

If you lost, Tanjiro would help you out Inosuke warning the guy to keep one eye open. Zenitsu is still being dramatic holding onto you.

If there are injuries, Tanjiro would patch you up, Inosuke telling you what you should have done and Zenitsu holding onto your arm burying his face into your neck.

Giyu, Sabito-

Mixed

Well Giyu would silently watch hoping you will be okay. Sabito would be cheering you on from the side.

When you got punched in your gut spitting out blood in the process, they had to hold each other back.

If you won Sabito would cheer on making the crowd shout your name. Giyu on the other hand was leading you out.

If you lose it was their turn to face the guy as you were on the side but knowing they knew you needed them so they let it go without a warning.

If there are injuries they would both help and when done they would both cuddle you telling you to never fight again.

Muchiro-

Silent

He just watched the match go on.

He did see the guy kick you to the ground. That is where he moved from his spot in the crowd to get a bit closer and just glared at the guy.

If you won he would walk through the crowd back home. When you guys get back he would make you cuddle him.

If you lost he would tell you what you should have done but it will still end up the same. With you cuddling him.

If there are any injuries he would help you with them. When he is done he would say it’s not the best for you to do another fighting match any time soon.

Bungou Stray Dogs

Atsushi-

Worried, did try to make you stop.

Will watch every move you make.

Is biting his nails.

When you fell to the ground he almost lost it but only got better when you got up.

If you won he would be so proud as he checked your boddie for any damage.

If you lost he wouldn’t fight the guy, maybe send a glare but would stick by your side.

If there are any injuries he will help you but when he is done, he would ask you not to do that again or in front of him.

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[heirofstarsandmoon]

Ludociel x fem reader

some kind of fluff

this one was written a long time ago, but I never posted it.

well, it can take a very long time, but my love for Ludociel never fade

“You are so cold.” You sigh deliberately loudly, sprawled out on the table

“Excuse me?” Ludociel arches an eyebrow, looking up from the stack of the papers (papers he needs to read, sort out and send in today, which you are definitely not contributing to) 

“You're always so emotionless! So calm, so right. I wonder if you feel anything at all.” You answer, examining his face. Not a single emotion.

“Couldn't you wonder at another time and preferably away from my workplace?” He says and goes back to his papers.

You are silent for a minute.

“And if I were kidnapped, would you come to rescue me?” You exclaim, staring at him with huge (and very honest) eyes.

“Maybe” Ludociel says, setting aside a large stack of papers “after I'd have enjoyed the silence and finished all the work”

You pout angrily (although  he's not looking at you), breathing loudly (and resentfully).

“I'm definitely amazed at your ability to ask stupid questions and get offended by a logical answer.” Ludociel says in a while. 

“You just confirmed my theory that you are an emotionless piece of ice!” 

“Then you'll have to put up with being loved by a huge iceberg”

You fall silent as you realize his answer. “Did you just say you love me?”

“Wasn't it obvious?” Ludociel pushes the papers aside and straightens up, staring at you.

“I DO love you. I'm surprised you haven't noticed, considering your love of investigation and looking for connections.” 

Your surprise is probably too much as he stands up and walks towards you, hovering over you. His palm rests on your cheek, the touch gentle and surprisingly warm.

“You are so noisy but a pretty little thing” he says thoughtfully. "My lack of what you consider emotionality has nothing to do with the fact that I love you. Have I ever let any other woman be that close to me? Do you think I'd let someone else make such a scene and take me away from my work?" 

He lightly  taps you on the nose. "I love you, sweetheart, so stop suffering and let me work. I'll show you convincing evidence tonight." 

He returns to his table, but turns around halfway through, his lips curving into a sneer. "Speaking of your question. If anyone dared steal you from me, I'd destroy them in a second."

[venuscxre]

KISS ME MORE .ᐟ

summary ; ludociel is a passionate lover, but he is also someone who has trouble expressing himself properly with words; what better way to convey his love for you than with kisses?

pairing ; ludociel / black fem!reader

tags ; fluff, slightly suggestive, body worship, ludociel is whipped but he’s also a tease, purely self-indulgent.

𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

ludociel’s normal way of kissing is soft, but passionate. his kisses are featherlight; he kisses you delicately but with an intensity that leaves you both warm and covered in a thin sheen of sweat. he sees you as a work of art, one that chaos themself took the proper time and materials to sculpt and bring you to life, and he kisses you accordingly.

“ludo, that tickles,” you let out a small giggle, looking down at the archangel who’s busied himself with littering your body kisses.

he’s been at it for over an hour, gently kissing down your body. currently, his lips are pressed against your right foot.

bemused, he asks, “does it?” before moving back up your leg with a small grin, taking pleasure in the little noises you’ve been making in response to him. he admires the little dark splotches on the expanse of your skin; evidence of his work.

“yes—“

you cut yourself off with a yelp when he bites into your calf then licks over it to soothe the sting. your thigh twitches.

“my darling is always so responsive to my kisses,” he chuckled. “i wonder what other sounds i can draw out of you.”

your head turns away in embarrassment as he repeats the pattern he’s been going by. kiss, bite, lick, kiss. a never ending cycle.

“ah, ah, don’t hide from me, my love. let me see those pretty eyes; i want you to watch me,” he looks up at you as he kisses up to your thigh.

“you can’t get embarrassed now, you should be used to this already. keep your eyes on me while i worship you, okay?”

ludociel’s farewell kisses hold a lot of longing within them; longing to come back to you and spend his time wrapped up in bed with you, holding you close to his chest while you take your fifth nap of the day. he hates leaving for missions that will take him far away from you, but it must be done, it’s his job after all.

“i’m gonna miss you,” you pout, your hands idly playing with the white fabric draped on ludociel’s armour.

ludociel sighs, rubbing your waist. “i know, dear. i’ll miss you too.”

the supreme deity has yet again sent him on another mission, this one farther away from home than all the others. and to make it worse, it should take at least a month or two to complete. you don’t want to let him go, but you know just how important his position is to him.

“can i get a kiss before you leave, ludo?”, your head falls into the crook of his neck, trying to engrain the scent of him into your nose.

“you know you don’t have to ask, love. I would kiss you regardless,” he cups your cheek, his armoured hand feeling cool against your skin.

you tilt your head back to allow him a proper angle for a kiss. he leans down and captures your lips with his, pressing a long, soft kiss against it.

he would definitely miss you and his kiss conveyed that. his hand on your waist squeezed tightly, but not enough to hurt you.

“i love you. wait for me, okay?”

“always.”

ludociel is a tease, in every aspect of the word. although he loves the feel of your lips on his, he also loves making you squirm or work for a kiss. he’s a cocky little shit, but you’ve made your bed, so you have no choice but to lie in it.

ludociel lets out a low chuckle seeing your cheeks puffed out with an equally amusing pout on your plump lips.

“is something the matter, my darling?”

you grumble, feeling yourself tittering on the edge of wiping off that shit-eating grin on his face. you’d been feeling needy for kisses and came to him in hopes of getting what you desired, but you should’ve known better than to think he would kiss you without his usual teasing.

“what do you think?”, you huff, turning away from him. he grasps your chin, turning your head back to face him.

“you haven’t told me what you want. i’m no mind reader, darling.”

liar. he knows exactly what you want, he knows you better than you know yourself! he just wants to hear you say it out loud, knowing fully well how fidgety you get when you want to ask for his affection. he finds it cute.

you pout even more and grumble out something, he leans down closer to you.

“speak up, love, i can’t hear you.”

“I SAID, I WANT A KISS!”

you feel heavily embarrassed, but it’s not your fault! it’s ludociel and his stupidly handsome face and his stupidly great kisses. you want to bury yourself in a hole.

“hm, is that so? my beautiful girl wants a kiss? who am i to deny her?”

you glare at him. he’s been denying you for thirty minutes straight! you’re almost tempted to leave and give him a taste of his own medicine, but you really need that kiss.

he kisses you, one hand on your cheek, the other running up and down your spine. his lips eventually stray from your lips to go down your throat to the base of your neck, leaving light nips and pecks along the way.

your fingers thread through his hair, you envy how silky and soft it feels. once he’s done ravaging your neck, ludociel comes back up to kiss you for longer till the both of you are breathless and panting for air. you hide your face in his chest, still feeling a little embarrassed for how desperately you acted.

he rubs your back, laughing softly. he’s well aware that you’re embarrassed. “you’re so cute, my love. maybe i should start making you beg more often.”

“do not.”

ludociel’s kisses are sloppy, needy and rushed when you’re both out in public. he wouldn’t kiss you in front of all those important people, he has a reputation to uphold. but the minute he’s not being swarmed by one person or the other, he’s pulling you aside for a quick make out, maybe something more.

“ludociel, someone might see us here,” you mumble between kisses, but your lover is too preoccupied in your taste to actually care.

he has his tongue in your mouth, his hands fiddling with the zipper of your dress. “you worry too much,” he finally speaks, pulling back to let you breathe, but not for long. he’s quick to dive back in, attacking your swollen lips even more. he’s insatiable when he’s like this.

there’s spit dribbling down your chin, you don’t even know if it’s yours or his. the kiss is messy, extremely so, and you’re worried it might escalate into something that could very well paint the both of you in a bad light.

“seriously, ludo, we could get caught…”

“oh come on, love. just a little more, please? i’ve been so swamped by those pretentious nobles..” he pouts.

you sigh, unable to resist giving into him when he looks at you so very pleadingly.

“fine. but no more than kisses, alright?”

“no promises.”

“ludociel.”

“fine, fine..”

ludociel’s lips taste incredibly sweet, like the tea he normally drinks with his desserts or that one cheesecake you both love. whenever you feel the need for something sugary, you just kiss him instead, that way you get love and sugar. a win is a win, after all.

“love, i have to work…” ludociel sighs, one arm wrapped around your torso, the other writing some report.

he didn’t know how this happened or what led to it, but now, you're sitting in his lap, kissing his lips fervently. his lips are swollen from the onslaught of kisses that you’re still delivering to them, but he makes no moves to stop you either. maybe he’ll humour you, after all, it’s not everyday this happens. this does, in fact, happen everyday.

“your lips taste so sweet, though. like éclairs…”

he chuckles at you. “do they, now? are you craving sweets, my love?”

“maybe…”

he pats the small of your back when your head dips down to his neck, resting against him. he kisses your temple. “we’ll get some when i finish up this report okay? i have to get it in by the end of the day. once i’m done, we can go to that one bakery you like so much.”

“I’ll hold you to that.”

ludociel’s morning kisses are lazy, just like the both of you when you awaken so early. he wishes he could spend the entire morning just laying in bed and kissing you.

the sun rays peak from in between the gaps of your curtains. ludociel’s arm is thrown over you, holding you to his chest in a protective embrace.

your eyes flutter open and it takes a moment or two for you to blink the sleep out of your eyes. when you do, you look up at your sleeping lover, admiring his features. he looks even more beautiful when the sun hits him from this angle.

when he feels your gaze, ludociel’s eyes open and his white irises peer into your darker ones. you smile at him.

“good morning. how’d you sleep?”

it takes him a while to register your greeting, but he mumbles a small ‘good morning’ back, craning his neck to plant a kiss against your lips.

it lacks the usual firmness ludociel would normally kiss you with, but you can’t blame him. it’s far too early in the morning and he had a long night the day before.

you reciprocate his kiss, letting your eyes close. you’re pretty sure he’s fallen back asleep even though his lips are still pressed against yours.

you pull back and stroke his face, brushing away the little strands that’ve slipped from the braid you put his hair into last night.

he sleepily chases after your lips, his hands settling onto the dips of your hips, running his thumbs over them in circles. he leans in, pressing his lips to yours again, sighing in content through his nose as your mouths mould together in a familiar rhythm. your hands find their way to his chest and his arms wrap around you firmly. he never wants this moment to end, but you both will have to get up eventually. ‘till then, he’ll spend this time he has with you trading kisses.

[venuscxre]

FIRST LOVE / LATE SPRING .ᐟ

summary ; as you drown in stress, curtesy of your mother and the ministers of her court, ludociel takes it upon himself to get you to relax.

pairing ; ludociel / black fem!reader

wc ; 2.5k

tags ; set before the first holy war, mentions of injuries and decline in mental health, fluff, mutual pining.

𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

you let out a long, defeated sigh, collapsing onto the chair of your office, exhausted and more than ready to call it a day.

you’d been in a meeting for the past three hours with the ministers of the holy court; the one where all the influential nobles of the goddess clan’s government reside, and the one your mother and her maternal family oversees.

the reason for this meeting? the demon clan. why else would you have been abruptly disturbed in the middle of the day if not to discuss your sworn enemies?

out of all the issues they had to bring up during that long, three hour meeting, they just found the peace treaty you had put into place with meliodas the most pressing one. in their opinions, it was a “childish” way of handling things and the only way anyone will ever achieve peace would be through the eradication of demons as a whole.

you rub at your eyes tiredly, not caring if you smudged up your makeup— that is, until you have to represent your mother, only then would you frantically run around like a headless chicken to look presentable.

your gaze drifts towards the original copy of the treaty that you had framed on the wall in front of you, next to all the other documents you had officiated. the more you stare at it, the more your mood dampens. you recall them going on long rants and lecturing you on your seemingly never ending duties as the supreme deity’s heir; the words your cousin told you a few months ago now seems to make more sense than it did.

“those old coots aren’t going to stop ‘till their bathing in blood, even when they’re handed the peace they talk so much of on a gold platter.”

“i seriously have the worst luck,” you sigh, leaning your head back against the back of your chair. there’s a dull throbbing in the back of your head which elicits a tired grumble.

 when the meeting finally concluded, the ministers told you to think about taking down the peace treaty and to start trying to form allies with the other races. but how could you? you’d gone through hell and back– literally, just to get meliodas to hear you out! it took about three years before the treaty was finalized and passed but now they want it gone? only after two months? ridiculous. they’ll have to kill you first before such a thing happens.

“what ever shall i do about my mother and her infuriating family? and those godforsaken nobles too… stars, i almost died trying to get things to work in my favour and they just want to throw away my sacrifice? and for some useless war that only amounts to bloodshed no less,” your shoulders are slouched, your cheek pressing against the cool, wooden surface of your desk.

“it’s been nothing but peaceful too! all sunshine and rainbows but these tyrants are always itching for a fight.”

“tyrants? that’s a very creative way to address your extended family, my lady.”

you feel your soul damn near leaving your body. your head shoots up to see none other than ludociel, the archangel of flash, himself standing at the entrance of your office; his usual smile is in place on his lips.

“sir ludociel!” your spine shoots up and you’ve now regained proper posture. smiling sheepishly when he takes a step forward and shuts the door behind him softly. “i didn’t hear you come in…”

it appears that you’d been too focused on rambling to yourself about the frustrating officials that you failed to realize you were no longer alone. you feel the embarrassment creep into your bones at getting caught in your rants, and by ludociel no less. truly embarrassing.

“ah, no need to apologize, your highness. it was rude of me to enter without your say so. i offer my humblest apologies,” he bows, strands of his long, black locks falling into his face.

you watch as the strands fall in mesmerization, but you catch yourself staring too long and  let out an embarrassed chuckle, your voice wavering a bit. “it’s quite alright, you’re always welcome to stop by. but, what are you here for, if i may ask?”

“well, i was instructed to...”

you could already guess what he was sent here for, no doubt on your mother’s orders. that woman is really grating on your nerves. 

with a loud groan, your head collides against the smooth surface of your desk rather harshly. although you grumble in pain, there is no effort made to heal yourself; the pain blends in with your headache and you know that there’s definitely going to be a bruise later. you can almost hear the voice of your lady-in-waiting scolding you with an exasperated: “what am i to do with you, your highness?”

ludociel winces at the sight of you slamming your head down, then sighs at your hunched over and grumbling form. he’s noticed just how much everyone in the holy court, your mother included, has been giving you such a hard time ever since you signed off the peace treaty to put a stop to the holy war with meliodas. actually, anyone with half a brain would notice; your eye bags are getting more prominent by the day after all.

ludociel wouldn’t lie to himself, he too wasn’t pleased with the development as his entire goal is to bring the demon clan to ruin, but how could he tell you that when you’ve tried so hard to keep blood from spilling over? the lengths at which you go to for the betterment of the clan as well as its people are truly admirable, he couldn’t bring himself to say anything to you. the last thing he wanted was to breathe down your neck the same way everyone else was, you’re already stressed and overworked enough, he didn’t want to add onto that.

“how about you go get some fresh air, my lady? surely you must be feeling suffocated in here right about now,” the archangel suggests, walking over to your desk to stand behind you. his hands rest on your shoulders and gently work at the knots there to relieve the tension that had built up. ludociel lets out a low chuckle when you melt under his touch, your groan of approval letting him know to keep the pressure up.

“i would love to, but...”, you raise your head to look at the stacks of paperwork that had piled on your desk over the past few days, fully aware that the ministers had been giving you so much out of spite. petty bastards…

“you need a break, at this rate you’ll fall sick. you’re still recovering from...” ludociel doesn’t let himself finish that sentence. from the angle he stood, he could see some marks that trailed from the base of your neck and down into your dress, the discolouration of your skin making it obvious that you’d been burned in some way. it all happened during an expedition to cleanse a small village that had been overturned by demons, and you’d suffered a terrible hit by one of the demons there; a hellblaze to your back which left you incapable of flying for a while as well temporarily paralyzed, which meant a lot of bed rest. he gently thumbs at the burn marks, as if fearing that his touch would bring you pain once more.

when ludociel goes silent, your mind wanders back to the day you almost died. the day everything changed for you. you barely remember it but what you do know is that it’s a miracle you’re even alive now. if not for the fairy king gloxinia, you would’ve joined your ancestors a bit too early, and left the goddess clan with your younger sister, elizabeth, as its next ruler.

from what you were told, you’d been burnt down to the point where you were hardly recognizable, but, thank the creator for the fountain of youth that gloxinia was so gracious to allow you to drink from. and although your physical condition was restored, your mental health took a serious decline. you were tittering on the edge of insanity, leaving you out of office for a good while.

the silence unsettles ludociel. “my lady, will you take me up on that offer for a walk?”

his soothing voice breaks through your train of thought, and you blink out of your daze. “i really don’t know... i have so much work to do and i can’t really put any of it off,” you pause, reaching for your quill pen to actually start on your mountain of work.

the archangel frowns, one of his hands leaning over your shoulder to encase your smaller one in his, making sure to stop you from doing anything. you may be in the clear to continue working, but, the amount of stress you’re being subjected to might put you back onto a sickbed, and that caused him great worry.

“my lady, please. even if it’s for fifteen minutes?”

“but, if i take a break now, i’ll never get all of this done,” you attempt to protest, but he’s quick to shut you down.

“you have your aides for a reason, my lady.”

“while that’s true, this is my responsibility, not my aides’. i fear i’ve had them overworked for the time i was out of commission, i don’t want to put them through that again.” 

even at the stake of your own health, you still look out for others. what a remarkable person you are. but just as you are compassionate, you are stubborn and it makes the archangel sigh in exasperation. while he admires your ability to put your foot down and stand your ground, it can prove to be difficult to get you to listen to what others have to say, especially when it pertains to work related issues.

“listen to me, my lady,” he leans down closer to you, his hair tickling the back of your neck and the exposed skin of your shoulders. you shiver.

“you need to take care of yourself. taking on all these burdensome tasks by yourself is detrimental to your health! your aides are here for a reason, so please, take a break.”

you want to decline, you really want to, but how can you when he speaks to you in that gentle tone? the one that conveys just how worried he is for you. damn him, his good looks, and his equally soothing voice that’s very compelling to listen to.

you contemplate for a minute, silently weighing your options before heaving out a reluctant sigh and leaning back into your chair with a nod. “alright, i’ll ... i’ll take a break.”

ludociel’s lips curl upwards into a victorious smile. he holds his hand out to you. “how about a stroll through the gardens? i noticed the asters have bloomed again. they’re your favourite flowers, yes?”

you can’t help the smile that creeps onto your face as you take his hand, letting him gently pull you up to your feet. he knows you so well, too well in fact. not that you mind it, of course.

“yes, they are, and that sounds like a wonderful idea,” your smile turns bashful when his hand settles onto the small of your back, rubbing soothing circles onto your skin.

the archangel leads you through the halls of the celestial palace, the both of you walking silently, just enjoying each other’s company until you reach the gardens. the cool breeze combined with the calming aromas of the different flowers hit you, and you feel your body relax. ludociel feels it as well, noting how your muscles weren’t as tense as they were before. he’ll try to coax you into getting a massage later; mael’s hands do absolute wonders.

ludociel lets go of you, watching as you wander off to take a look around the garden as it had been a long while since you’d stopped by. although he’s letting you do your own thing, he keeps a watchful eye on you, quietly taking in the ethereal sight of you surrounded by flowers. an image fit for a princess, he muses, gazing at you adoringly.

you take a seat on the grass, glad to have some form of escape from your stuffy office, ludociel joins you. 

an hour passes with the both of you talking about this and that. he tells you how demon invasions in the western parts of the realm have gotten lesser to keep up their end of the peace treaty. your expression turns smug which makes ludociel shake his head fondly at you. ‘stars, she’s adorable,’ he thinks to himself.

as time passes you both by, you decide to braid flowers into his hair and you try your hardest to make sure that the image of ludociel adorned in flowers, which attracted a few butterflies over to him, was deeply ingrained into your memory. oh, elizabeth is definitely hearing about this when you get off work. hopefully she’ll be free by then and not off massacring some village of demons in your stead.

“It’s starting to get a little late. are you ready to head in, my lady?” ludociel rises to his feet, his armoured hand is outstretched to you as it always is. guiding and grounding, he’s always been there as a rock for you as someone you can confide in and depend on. you slip your hand into his, letting your fingers intertwine. he lifts you to your feet and presses a kiss to the back of your hand. you smile at the lingering feeling of his lips on your skin.

“yes, let’s head back inside. i still have work to do.”

he shoots you a pointed look, so you immediately backtrack. “sorry..”

as you stroll through the marble halls of the palace you’ve grown accustomed to calling home, the one that’s housed all your memories, both good and bad, you hear small whispers from the maids, fully aware that they’re watching the both of you, giggling at the sight of your entwined fingers. there’ll definitely be rumours later, but you don’t really care, and you’re sure that ludociel doesn’t either.

“i told you a break would do you good,” he whispers to you, his deep voice, taking a smooth edge as he opens the door to your quarters. you step in before him and plop down onto your bed, rolling your eyes at him playfully. 

“oh, hush.” you might hate to admit it, but you’re definitely feeling much better than you did before.

“you know I’m right, my lady.”

“i suppose you are,” you grin at the playful banter you and him have, it brings you joy to be able to joke with someone as serious as him.

he stays rooted at the door frame, glad to see you relaxing and less on edge. “now that my goal has been achieved, i shall take my leave. i bid you a good night, your highness.“

just before he leaves, you call out to him and once his attention is on you once more, you give a gentle, thankful smile. “thank you. i really needed this.”

“it’s my pleasure, your highness.”

[bunji-enthusiast]

Hii omg I already love your work!! Is there maybe a chance you could do a domestic Mael fic, since Estarossa already got one? 👀 Post canon x reader (and with a little bit of angst.. maybe... 👉👈)

Admist The Crash Of Worlds

Summary || Amongst the barren lands and hilltops, the ruins in which the once-dead angel had reformed back to reality, pulling yourself together is a difficulty. It was a long time coming after all.

A/N: HELLLLOOO YES! Happy to write it for you, I hope this is what you imagined. Im also happy to accept any criticism of my writing as well, I feel as if I'm not writing certain scenes or tropes (about anything in general) well enough, so if anon or any other ones reading this have advice to offer, please do so!

"Ow." A pain expression twisted amongst your rested face.

You yanked your hand back after you had felt the splice of pain shoot through your hand, garnering a look of concern from Mael, who was your company. He held your hand immediately, taking a mental note of your injury; "Not too bad, you almost had me worried friend."

The reasoning behind such a small thing, seemed to be embarrassing enough on its own. You had reached for the wall of stone, adorned with great detail and crevices of stories, which had been lined with thorns.

Letting out a sheepish laugh you shook your head, watching as he healed the small injury. The way your flesh had knitted itself back together was almost terrifying, but reassuring as the healing process had been sped up by Mael's healing ability. He sorely was something to behold, even despite past atrocities he had no knowledge of engaging in. The archangel was purely himself now, which was the hugest reassurance in itself. You were rather surprised at how quickly the goddess had adjusted back to reality after the long-time malignant pain of three-thousand years.

But even though you knew beneath such an exterior, he was still largely burdened -- weighed down by the troubles of murdering innocents, nearly killing the ones he holds dear to his heart and about regaining his original identity after so long.

In the past, you had not known of him. You hadn't met him before he became Estarossa, so you had not been affected by the spell which had transformed the memories of all that had known the archangel. Before the New Holy War had ended, you did indeed cross paths with his brother Ludociel, at first impression; he was seemingly rather arrogant and prudent. Yet as time passed, you could tell the leader of Stigma was burdened with great sadness and cared greatly for Mael. Seeing the shock on Ludociel's face had you sympathizing for him, just simply imagining that where your brother was all along, alive after thousands of years, must be painful to know.

Mael let go of your hand with careful caution, watching as you had twisted and adjusted it with peculiarity. Seeing as you looked genuinely happy to feel more okay had lit a fire of happiness in his own chest. He was glad he could be the cause of your expression of happiness.

Your eyes flit to his face, not to his own, just somewhere. "Thanks, Mael." You weren't sure if you could handle looking at his eyes, so that was the next best thing.

In a way, to stare at the sun was to be burned, and you simply couldn't dare to stare at his eyes. To hold eye contact, would sincerely result in you getting very, very embarrassed.

"Of course," He drawled, "Don't want you getting hurt next time, so be careful, will you?"

"Yeah." You muttered, shaking your head in affirmed agreement to Mael's words. Beginning to walk alongside him as you traversed the roadside, lamenting your previous actions before you had come up here with the archangel. Somewhat having a twinge of regret to agreeing to meeting Mael as you had a sparsely dense fear of heights, so you tried your best to keep away from the edges of the island.

After some time, you had decided to break the silence to pass the time. "I never noticed how beautiful the Celestial Realm is, I wished I could've seen it all sooner." You commented, taking the look around.

Mael turned his gaze to see what you were doing, a light chuckle escaping him as he had seen the expression simply lighting up the beautiful colors in your eyes.

"Rarely there had been anyone able to tend to the realm, so it was most likely the best you had not seen it in such a wretched state." He said, shrugging his shoulders with a forlorn expression. You turned back, letting out a sigh; then an idea struck you.

"If anything nature is taking back what was hers." You replied, balling your hand into a fist. Mael listened with inquisitive interest, humming as he heard you speak. "In a way, she was keeping it nice until someone could return to take care of it."

"That's..." He trailed off, then nodded slowly with a small smile, "Truly a good perspective."

You let off an intrepid smile of your own, "You don't have to personally look at it that way, but it can be a thought for reconciliation if you feel down in the dumps again." You lifted your hand, flicking his forehead which caused him to grimace, holding his forehead as he soothed the aching area.

"What was that for?" He winced, then you sighed, your brows furrowing for a brief moment.

Coming to stop, you rested your hands on your hips. "Getting depressed is not like you Mael, have hope." You pronounced, "Otherwise you won't get anything done."

Once he had been done soothing the sore area on his forehead, he chuckled, a genuine up-turning of his lips forming into a smile, something real this time around; "I'll keep that in mind."

"Will you?" You postulated, raised your brow.

"I will, it's my promise." He replied, a more firm tone taking residence.

You sighed, almost deflating as you walked forward once more, putting the two of you back on track to the main building on the island.

Mael sauntered along behind you, almost taking a more protective stance as he watched you. "Forgive my asking," Mael asked, leaving you to nod as a way to encourage him to ask his clearly wanting to know question, "How have you come to know the Seven Sins?"

"Oh those guys?" You repeated, a small smirk curling your lips. "We met a little ways back at the Edinburgh castle ten years ago." You raise your hands as the two of you reached the doorway, pushing it open with a grunt, yet it was immediately heaved open by Mael's efforts. You shook your head with a sigh, walking in as Mael waited for you to continue. "They were sent on a mission to capture Edinburgh, to take it back from the vampires that overran the castle."

"Ah the vampires?" He questioned, watching as you nodded with affirmation.

"I was actually one of the many, but I was just an accomplice of the vampires." You muttered with slight uncertainty, trailing off somewhat as you held your wrist. "Meliodas is truly one terrifying captain when he gets that way." Mael's eyes widened in surprise as he heard that sentence, clicking his jaw as he searched for words to even respond -- fill the silence surely.

"What do you mean?" He murmured, his eyes flitting to your appearance moving about the room, leaving traces of magic behind each of your steps. Each and every sound of your footsteps leaving resounding echoes in the stapes of his ears, "Did he do something to you?"

Your head shot back around, raising your hands and flailing about, "N-no! no..." You sighed, relaxing as you saw him loosen up now. "Sometimes, when someone can prove such power and exertion, it just reminds me of how weak I can be if I really tried to go against them."

He breathlessly murmured your name, leaving your eyes to flit to his eyes for once, "ah well, Meliodas was actually very nice. Reasonable out of the rest of the sins, because of him I was able to become friends with the sins."

"I see," Mael replied, almost relieved. "Meliodas truly is something else, I'll admit." He added with a forlorn smile, almost envious of the demon. The archangel sincerely wished he could be half as good or something even closer, to be a voice of reason and pure genuine connection. Mael knew though, that perhaps one day he'd be at that point, someone undeniably pure and a pinnacle of strength for those who know him.

"Don't doubt yourself." You snapped him out of his deepened thoughts, "Are you doing that again?"

He chuckled warmly, "No, just thinking."

"Okay."

You said, "How've you been with, uh," You tilted your head, "Ludociel and all?" You asked after a few moments of silent awkwardness.

Mael seemed to sincerely think about his answer, leaving you to snigger as you walked around, checking out the tapestry that told stories and the worn out walkways lighted by goddess magic stones. Then the ceiling, which was adorned with great chandeliers,

"Okay, I think." He verbalized with a slight hint of finality. Watching as you admired the gait of the environment once forgotten. "I must ask you to forgive me, I haven't been able to tend to this area just yet."

It was indeed true however, as he had begun watching over the realm — as there were no other living goddesses in existence at the moment — it was all sorts of trials and tribulations in order to clean up the isles, to reorganize and regain what was once lost. In due part to the former supreme deity that he had gained the authority to do so, to restore the celestial realm back to its former glory. All in itself was proving to be quite the difficulty, but Mael knew without a shadow of a doubt that the rewards would be worth it.

Yet the one thing he really wanted, was you.

No, no, no, he couldn't just spring that on you. Not then and especially not now.

Mael formed attachments too easily sometimes, loved too easily even.

But for now, he was content watching the gleaming life in your eyes. The boundless energy you exuded in such a way that had may as well already bring the less than tidy environment back to life. Which was in a way, refreshing, invigorating.

"Oh what's this?" You brought your hand to a wall, desolate, without decoration. Yet there were lines, indent to show an outline of a hidden doorway.

Mael traversed the space in careful steps, coming to your side as he tried to figure out the mystery. Then it struck him as he chuckled, "It leads to a deck, mostly purposed for watching the sky."

"So say if you wanted to watch the sun rise..." You trailed off with a knowing smile, your gaze moving to his, then the archangel immediately understood as he shook his head with a grin. Stepping forward, he reached his large hand to the uppermost middle of the door, ushering it open with one quick incantation. The door shuddered, and dust fell out as the door slid to the right, allowing light to peek in and fully light the way.

Mael gestured for you to go first, and so you did, not wanting to waste any time as you jogged forward. He was albeit surprised at your speed, but he decided to respond in kind, his feet leaving the ground as he flew behind you.

The sky seemingly stretched for endless dominations, centuries and centuries of memories the ethereal eyes had watched. Tears and love, rage and war, had all resided right on the surface of the earth. Seemingly every litle thing told stories, which had proven true to for as long as one can remember. You were in awe, gasping as the wisps of clouds traveling by. The sun shone brightly, a lamp light to show the way for travelers and kindreds alike.

You slowed to a stop, feeling the breeze cross on by and tickling the nape of your neck. It is all there it was, and all it ever will be.

Mael watched as you slowed, stopping to gaze at the breath of Lady Luck. He slowed down himself, his feet hitting the stone cobble of ground and the four wings furling in on themselves. He stepped forward, once then twice.

"It's..." You murmured, feeling the coldness of the breeze bite at your nose and cheeks.

"Beautiful?" He added for you, watching as you nodded in agreement. You clearly seemed to be rather in awe of the view, but he doesn't fully understand why. Mael always saw this particular type of viewing anywhere he went when he flew, so he was rather desensitized to the concept.

"Not something I see everyday, even the beauty of the sun gets better up here." You commented, "How wonderful."

"I suppose it is." He laughed faintly, coming up to your side as you watched him, "Goddesses who feel at loss, or want to be alone come here. Though there was few who knew of this spot."

"I can see why," You interjected, returning your gaze to the vast expanse of the ever eternal sky.

You walked toward the opening of the railing, and sat down. He hummed questioningly, following you once more and copying your movements. Mael had hoped you didn't mind he did so, "I am glad you decided to come here."

"Me too." You responded immediately, smiling upon him as you briefly glance at him. Mael's lips were agape, yet his jaw stilled. The immense beauty, handsome or beautiful, was rather distinct of your features.

The colors shone brightly again, it was again that the colors radiated, leaving him with a sense of fulfillment he had never felt before.

In the rays of the sun, he would be there, as you would be there for them.

To the once demon, to Mael, the archangel whom once held the Grace of the sun.

It was always enough.

[herwritingartcowboy]

Matting Season

Sense it’s spring i thought to make this.

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Fandom: Seven deadly sins, Bungou stray dogs,

Character(s): Ludociel, Mael, Sariel, Tarmiel, Atsushi,

Warning(s): Smut, Nsfw, Gifs not mine,

Readers Gender: Gn

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Seven Deadly Sins: 

Ludociel~ 

-This man is such a tease but boy is dying inside 

-You can just be randomly working and this man would be rubbing his crouch behind you

-Dirty talk is going to be the death of you both

-In all honesty he loves a dominate person prove me wrong 

-Yes once in awhile he would be on top but this man would let you take this role 

-Both switches

-Touches his wings he done for the day

-Kinks are: Mommy/Daddy kink, Orgasm denial,  bondage, Pegging, Brat taming 

-Positions:Missionary and thighs up are his must positions 

Mael~

-This man is in much pain 

-He is shy to tell you he want to do it but you already know

-You do tease him and is always killed by your dirt talk

-He is a sub but wants to be dominate again you are both switches 

-Touch his wings he will moan right there 

-Is very embrace if you call him master, daddy and would just lose it right there 

-His kinks are: Bondage, Orgasm control, Pegging, 

-Positions: Eagle, doggy, Missionary,

Sariel~

-Boy is just a sub through and through 

-If you are taller than him and your dominate it just turns him on 

-Touches his wings he would glare at you with a red face

- Teasing he would do himself saying he would do these things to you but end up as the bottom

-Dirty is a must

-Kinks: Shibari, Pegging, Brat taming, orgasm denial, size kink,

Positions: Doggy, The three legged puppy, Thighs up, 

Tarmiel~

-Again this man can be tease but can’t handle it if you tease back

-Having three heads is good for foreplay 

-He loves dirty talk 

-Wings are so sensitive

-again another switch couple

-Kinks: Pegging, overstimulating, size kink, brat taming

-Positions: Eagle, Missionary, doggy

Bungou Stray Dogs

Atsushi~

-This boy is always so blushy around you

-Moans when you give him headpats

-This man is a sub but tries to dom but never works out

-Always let you take lead

-Kinks: Pegging, orgasm control

Positions: doggy, missionary, three legged puppy

[herwritingartcowboy]

(Seven Deadly Sins) Sick S/o

Sense i have been sick for awhile i thought i could waist my little energy on this. This one was saved in my drafts and sense i;m sick i thought this would set the mode. 

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Fandom: Seven Deadly Sins

Character(s): Ludociel, Mael, Sariel, Tarmiel, Nanashi, Simon, Dahlia, Dubs

Warning(s): X

Readers Gender: Gn

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Ludociel-

The whole night you were coughing and sneezing to where he woke up and gave you some medicine. In the morning you were burning up but saying you were cold. He was worried about you so he took that day off from his duties.  He stood by your side making you soup and feeding it to you. He gave you all the blankets. The next day you assured him you will be okay but he still made the other archangels go and check on you. When you were better you thanked him so much but he just said that's what lovers do. 

Mael-

Poor boy was worried about you, he thought you were dying.  You did tell him you just were sick and everything changed once you said those words. He wouldn’t go back to his duties till you were better. He cuddled you the whole time, he thought that if he left you would feel worse. 

He did cook meals for you and yes he did feed you. He was happy once you were no longer worried. 

Sariel-

He was super worried about you keeping you in bed. He would ask Tarmiel to watch over you as he went to get supplies for you. He got all different types of medicine and foods even though you just had the flu. He stood by your side the whole time and did whatever you asked from him. Once you were better you thanked him with cuddles which he missed but won’t admit it.

Tarmiel-

This man got all the medicine out and had you stay in bed. He did ask the other archangels to watch you as he did get stuff for you. He would make sure the bed is always comfortable for you. Would snuggle up with you. Once you were better he was happy to see you back to your normal self.

Nanashi-

To be honest it was like he was waiting for this day. Once you told him you weren’t feeling good he checked you feeling that you were warm he started getting medicine and making soup for you.  He cuddled you, not letting you go, he even massaged your scalp.  If you needed anything he would get it for you not wanting your illness to become worse. In the end once you were better you thanked him but he said he only did cause he loved you.

Simon-

This small man was the best nurse you can ask for. He did tell you this would happen if you keep training late at night. He felt he should have a vacation because of your stubborn self. He cooked all the meals, gave you your medicine, and he even read to you. Once you were better you told him you won’t train late into the cold night. 

Dahlia, Dubs-

Okay Dahlia did not know what was going on with you till dubs pointed out you were sick. You both had to tell him what being sick means and he did think you were dying at this point.  You had these two males your servants and you better feel grateful cause you will be the only person to see them like this. Even at one point Dahlia almost gave you the wrong medicine and that's why you thanked dubs for being there too. Once you were better they were proud of themselves for taking much good care of you.

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Next Fic: Dom Poe x Sub Reader (Request)

[herwritingartcowboy]

Easter Day

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Fandom: Seven Deadly Sins, Black Clover

Character(s): Ludociel, Mael, Sariel, Tarmiel, Neige, WIlliam

Warning(s): Gifs not mine

Readers Gender: Gn

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Seven Deadly Sins~

Ludociel:

-Man already taught his kids to track down people so an egg hunt would be child's play

-He was so proud of his children for winning the egg hunt and would  so pride it around

-But i don’t really think he would hide the eggs but if he did he would so hide them were he knew it would be hard to find (The egg would surely be the golden egg) 

-But in all honesty he loved seeing his kids have fun 

Mael:

-He did make basket and helped with hiding eggs

-He did try to help his kids and was cheering them on 

-Was making a bet against his brother 

-If he were hiding the eggs he would put them in the most obvious place like you already see where there are at 

-hopping his kids don’t fight each other

Sariel:

-People thought he was one of the kids and gave him a basket (Was so embraces) 

-I feel like he would give clues to his kids or just straight up tell him

-Just like Ludociel he’s an ass when hiding the eggs

Tarmiel:

-Did hide the eggs like a normal person

-Was in the bet as well

-Did help his kids get eggs 

-making sure the children don't fight each other over an egg 

Black clover~

Neige: 

-You came over to go help sister theresa and Neige with the kids egg hunt

-Gauche did come with you but you didn’t stop him

-You and sister were the ones to hide the eggs 

-You smiled when you learned he wanted to find eggs too

-It was nice seeing him try to find them 

-He was happy and blushy when you showed him the basket he will be using 

-In the end he had so much fun and was upset seeing you go but you did promise to come back and visit

William:

-You and him volunteer to help with a village with a big easter egg hunt

-As a kid William never did any egg hunts and wanted to have these kids to have a better experience than him

- You guys were suppose to look over the event make sure nothing bad happens but you asked if guys can hide the eggs and the people say yes

-You can see William was having fun and excited to see if the kids could find his eggs

-When the event was over the two of you did stay for a bit but soon went home

-But you made him stay outside of the house as  you hid eggs all around the home

-You gave him his own basket as he went around the house to try and find the eggs

-He thanked you with a kiss and he asked if you guys can do this next year

[herwritingartcowboy]

What You Did This Valentines Day

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Character(s): Ludociel, Mael, Sariel, Tarmiel, Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Giyu, Sabito, Asta, Yuno, Neige, Atsushi, Dazai, Chuuya

Fandom: Seven Deadly Sins, Demon Slayer, Black clover, Bungou Stray Dogs

Warning(s): Gifs Not Mine

Readers Gender: Gn

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Seven Deadly sins

Ludociel-

This man started with an early morning breakfast and after that you both got dressed and headed out for the day. You both went out in a field filled with your favorite flowers as you both had a picnic. He packed your favorite meals and snacks.  You two spent that time talking to each other and even cuddled up to each other when the sun started to go down. When night hit you both took a nice warm bath together ending it off with you in each other's arms.

Mael-

You both woke up at the same time making breakfast together as you both sat and ate together. He took you in the town of Liones as you both walked around together. You even bought him a red velvet cake, which he insisted you both share. At the end of the day you bought small chocolate hearts for you to eat at home. You both fell asleep cuddled in each other's warmth.

Sariel-

You both slept that day just liking that you both are cuddled up together. You both woke up and went out for brunch and just went out for a walk and even stopped to pick flowers to decorate your home. In the end you both baked a cake and yes Sariek did want you to feed him but he didn’t say it out loud.  At night you waited for the small goddess to fall asleep as you made sure he was comfortable till you drifted to sleep.

Tarmiel-

You both spend Valentine's day inside. The day before you got a lot of games, snacks, drinks for the both of you. You both even did a 1,000 piece puzzle which you both grew annoyed and ended up just giving up. At night you both laid together just venting to each other as the other listented. Tarmiel waited for you to fall asleep as he snuggled up more to you as he went to sleep.

Demon Slayer

Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke-

You all three went into town as you tried different foods and battled in different games. You still remember how you danced with Nezuko as music played. And how Inosuke and Zenitsu fought over who got the first dance with you. You ended up dancing with your sweet boy. And yes a demon even popped up as you all were trying to do a taste test. Once the sun started rising you all went home sleeping and slept together. 

Giyu, Sabito-

In this timeline you all spend the early morning together inside cause that’s what Giyu wanted and before it became dark and when the demons came out you will all go into the marketplace. You all baked goods and tried new foods too. You all soon set out to the marketplace as you bought the both boys flowers to where they thanked you.  And yes like the others there was a demon but you got hurt in the process. In the end two boys tended to your wounds holding you close to them.

Black clover 

Asta, Yuno-

For some reason you all hung out. No training, no big missions, and no squad mates just the three of you. You all went down into the royal capital as you bought their meals as you also heard them talk about who will become wizard king.  And Asta even asks you what type of flowers sister Lily would like and you just look at him, you did soon just tell him to send her flowers. Bell even roped you in with helping her with Yuno but still making sure you were far away. You all went your own different ways for the afternoon and you smiled having a good day.

Neige-

This boy was waiting for you and right before he left you crashed in front of him. “Heya snowflake” “Y/n are you okay?” “I’m fine”. You explained how you spent your time with Yuno and  Asta and you were sorry. He forgave you as you both went into town. You bought hot chocolate for the both of you even tasting a bit of his where he blushed, ‘an indirect kiss’. You bought this man a friendship bracelet. You were soon called on a mission having to leave early. You waved bye as you got on your broom saying you will visit tomorrow. Once you were out of eye sight Niege blushed a deep red as he will wait to meet you again. ‘Till next time my knight’.

Bungou Stray Dogs

Atsushi-

He heard ruffling noises in the office but once he walked in he shall stomping on Ranpo. “These are not yours!”. You soon shall be the male at the door as you smile towards him. You handed him a box of chocolates which he smiled at you with pink dust covering his cheeks.  After work you took him out for take out and eating at the park. You both talked about upcoming work and your plans for the future. He walked you home and before he left you kissed him on the cheek  leaving him dumbfounded.

Dazai, Chuuya-

You did not want to spend time with either of them as you had hot dates to attend but no here you are watching them bicker. Chuuya almost got you all kicked out as he just wanted  to be a you and him day. But Dazai pushed his way in as he flirted with you the whole night. And yes they know about your dates.  In the end you all crashed at your place and just drank wine. You sat there with Chuuya as he drunkenly telling you both to commit a triple suicide to were you both said no.You did take them all home not wanting them in you home, You ended the night with leaving them flowers and chocolate as you went back home and slept.

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Happy Valentines Day everyone. 

[herwritingartcowboy]

Tying Up

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Warning(s): smut, sub/dom, sub male, dom male, rope, 

Request: @cyber-demonslayer

Fandom: Seven deadly sins

Character(s): Ludociel

Readers Gender: Male

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You were looking down on the leader of the archangels Ludociel, some would say he would look down on you in public but in private roles switch quickly. 

Deep red blush was all over his cheeks as he took deep breaths as you played with his cock in your hands. “S-stop with th-the teasing” “Naughty, naughty boy now we're making decisions now are we”, you said with a smirk on your face. 

“If you want me to fuck you so hard, beg for it” “P-please” “Come on please who and what”. “Please d-daddy fuck me with your big fat cock,make me cum, milk me all out, use me for your pleasure.”

With that you thrust your cock deep into the goddess. You can feel him getting tighter around you as you feel the warm wetness of him. He was moaning out your name as you put your hands around his neck making him choke. You loved seeing him in pain and pleasure. You took your thrust slow but hard, soon picking up the paste wanting to hear him beg more. 

“Ah fu-fuck s-so hard and d-deep” “Wan’t me to stop, f-fuck~”  “No go h-harder” “What did i say about giving orders” “S-sorry daddy”. You started fucking him harder as you pumped his cock as he came on your hand with his cum oozing out his cock and into your hand. With a few more thrust you came inside him as you laid on his chest. “Let’s stay like this for a while. I just want my cum still inside you.”

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[herwritingartcowboy]

Nutty Cracker

Okay first part of my christmas special.

Fandom. Seven deadly sins

Warnings. smut

Character(s). Archangels (ludociel, mael, sariel,tarmiel

Reader gender. Female

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~Ludociel~

You were coming back from a long day of working as you walked through the door. You were hoping to see your husband Ludociel waiting for you in the living room, but he was not there.

As you were about to panic you heard him calling you up stairs. You opened your bed room door only to see a fully nude on your bed as red bow was around his neck, as he was sttiting on the bed. 

“I thought sense christmas eve is tomorrow, why don’t i give you a early Christmas gift~” “Awe honey you look so good” “Then come unwrap me~”.

Ludociel was a moaning mess as you pumped his cock. As he came on your hand for the second time tonight you thought he wouldn’t mine cumming a little bit more. 

You placed the red ribbon on his mouth as you bounced on his cock as he held onto your hips. You can only hear muffle moans as you giggled as you can only pull on his hair. “Y-you ready to cum my present~”, he can only nod as you speed up your pace. His body twitch as he came all over. You took of the red ribbon off has he can only take a deep breath. “Thank you, i loved my early gift”, you smiled as you peeked his lips. Ludociel can only smile as he pulled you closer to him.

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~Mael~

You were sitting near the fire place as you read book as this was your week off. Soon Your husband came back from the closet as you smiled at him. “Butterfly?” “Yes sunshine” “Can you help my with the tree” “Sure dear”.

You and Mael placed your ornaments around the tree you both picked the day before. As Mael was about to place the last ornament on the tree he can only trip as he got up to only realized he was on his knees in front of you. Mael only blushed a deep red looking away from you. He soon got up turning away from you. “Mael don;t tell me you were turned on” “N-no just embarrassed” “Awe my sweet sun~”.

Mael was eating out your cunt as you pulled at his hair. “S-such a g-good boy”, Mael can only rub his thighs together as you only smirked at his actions. You soon came on his tongue as you looked down at him. 

“You want to cum huh” “Y-yes” “Rub you cock against my leg like a good dog you are~”. Mael wasted no time as he rubbed his cock on your leg as he rested his head on your chest. Couple minutes he came on your leg. “You okay my sunshine” “Yeah” “Want to finish the tree” “Can we cuddle for a few more minutes” “Yes dear”.

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~Sariel~

Yoand your husband were making Christmas treats as you were both making your own cookies as you were playing with the frosting some got on your finger only for you to suck of the frosting. After all the frosting was off you look towards Sariel how was a blushing  looking away once your eyes met.

You can smirk as you grabbed the frosting and his handing taking both to the bedroom. He was fully nude as you rubbed frosting all over his body only to lick as he moaned. You soon placed frosting all over his cock only for you to start sucking and for you to play with yourself as well, as he can only grab at your hair as you felt the tip hit the back of your mouth. “P-pl-please c-cum”, you only looked up as your eyes met you only bobbed your head up and down feeling his cock twitch in your mouth. “Cum baby cum”, Sariel only nodded his head as he came in your mouth as your own juices came on your hand. Your crawled up next to him as you pulled his body close to yours giving the top of his head a kiss.

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~Tarmiel~

It was a cold night as you were on your shared bed as your husband came in the room only in a robe. “My love sense it’s a cold night why don’t we get warm together”, you only looked at him and chuckled. 

Moans filled the room as you kept bouncing on his cock as you rubbed your bodies together. You made the two other heads suck on your fingers as you made out with the on in front of you. You soon speed up as you moaned in their ears as you felt their cock twitch. The moans got louder as you speed up more for you to both hit your climax. You soon feel to your side as you all tried to catch your breaths. Tarmiel pulled you close to him. “You are really warm Tarmiel”.