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bunji-enthusiast · 3 months ago

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I Am Flesh and I Am Bone (Like Glitter & Gold)

Summary || You and Estarossa live together, but in the last few days from within the comfort of your own home, the demon has figured out he is more human than he think he is. A/N: once in a blue moon, I'm motivated enough to write something decent out of my own brain. Yes this is domestic, sue me.

His bed head was both feasible and, quite frankly, hilarious to you. The demon let out a low groan as he sat at the table, eyes flickering with darkness.

He lets out another groan, yet this one seemed to resemble a pleased one.

"You gonna keep staring, my love?"

You let out a short laugh, lips almost puffing out. Leading your own way to the wooden and round table, you pat his head full of silver hair once you reach him, feeling the warmth radiating from his being. Hearing a content hum rumble from his throat. Then your hand cradled his jawline, the patch of stubble that added so dearly to his charm. You wished you could keep staring, for forever.

Or to put it more adequately; for eternity. You weren't sure of the potential lifespan that demons had, royal or not.

"You just looked a little more handsome," You commented with an almost snide grin. "-Is all." You added with a short nod. His eyebrows quirked, both amused and curious.

"Is that so?" He replied, leaning forward, his height yet towering yours. Lips almost close enough to kiss.

"Maybe I should mess up my hair a little more often." Estarossa postulates, his lips tugged into that familiar smile, even in battle or out of it - he always was amused with the rarity of things.

Especially now, that is what it was.

"Maybe." Your head lifted in a stout energy outburst, meeting his lips with your own. Captured in a kiss, yet not long, the two of you pulled back. You watched as Estarossa sat back down, rolling his right shoulder, the clavicle and scapula beneath his tanned skin and stretched, unwelcome as you watched his face cross with pain.

Your features contort in slight worry, "That wound of yours isn't getting any better... is it?"

He lets out a hum, lifting his head, Estarossa doesn't really like keeping things from you. The man's facial features seemed to soften, impossibly. Albeit he knows well enough not to lie about it either, so he simply nods in a manner, 'no'

You sigh, scrambling over over to a row of cabins, and opening a door that holds the supply of bandages and the like.

Normally, Estarossa was capable of healing all his wounds and injuries, but one of his latest and unintentional bouts, keyword; unintentional — Had left him with a wound that was hard to heal, and had to deal with it at the pace of the average human healing process.

His eyes watched your movements, seeing you take out a fresh wrap of bandages. He sighs wistfully, knowing what came next.

You nod your head, gesturing for him to take off his sweater, which was so perfectly rolled up at his elbows. The muscles straining against the band of the rolled up sleeves, you were gonna miss that for a time.

Estarossa could do nothing else but comply with your order, taking off his sweater. He folded it up, setting it down on the wooden round table. His tired eyes flit carefully to yours as you come straight to him, each step on pilot.

His skin was perfectly adorned, the sun adored his body, letting it grow into the utmost importance. Yet it was right there, sitting at the top of his sternum and crawling right back into the blade of his collarbone, then ended back at the end of his shoulder blade. The blood had dried up for the most part, but it was still raw enough that if touched, it would elicit quite a pained shock.

You sighed a quiet breath of relief, that he had listened to you and not disobeyed your, at the time -- meek orders when you had first seen the wound at the time.

"Goddamn." You murmured, tentatively breaking the silence. Unwrapping the fresh bandages, you began getting to work.

The sun rose sky high, yet the mist rose true to shrouding you both from any unwanted eyes, it was at your request that you had preferred not to be found. So he complied, summoning one of the best spells he knew to keep the two of you hidden.

Estarossa let out a chuckle in response, "That bad darling?" You shook your head, almost stammering, then pursed your lips as you fell into thought. You needed to focus, first and foremost so that you wouldn't mess up your work.

His brow raised, almost amused at your stammering. A characteristic which was rare in the few, but unique enough to understand it was you alone, that had made it so adorable to Estarossa.

You ushered him to raise his right arm, to which he complied once more without argument. Then, you wrapped around the bandages, the amount of space that his large wound had taken up on his arm, then you pushed it back down somewhat. You tapped his neck once, "Is it okay?-"

"No need to ask," He uttered, the demon's eyes flitted to yours for a brief moment, then back straight ahead into the space before him as he closed his eyes.

So you took the invitation, carefully going around his neck, taking the wrapping off of a decency that he still had room to breathe. Then wrap it around a few times before you have finally cut off the wrapping. Giving it a once over, you patted his shoulder - "It's not the best, but it should hold up for, uh, now." You gave utterance too, watching as he lifted up his head, a large hand raised and rested, resting his head against the posted stand of his hand.

"You're too sweet for me." He drawled, opening his eyes with a small grin, you scoffed with a shake of your head at his comment. Now taking your own seat, and crossing your arms.

"In any case, it seems to be healing up okay enough." You affirmed with a coarse but firm expression, raising your hand as you spoke.

Estarossa lets out a low laugh, "Yeah, it ought to."

Truth be told, he wanted to get hurt a thousand more times like this if it meant that he would get this side from you. To be closer with you, and it was such a wonderful feeling, something he hadn't often felt in his long life.

He blinked for a few moments, to think of a subject, but then it finally came to mind as the light-bulb had brightened.

"Any new personal projects?" He asked, his voice seemed to carry a baritone of tiredness, but equal in curiosity about you specifically. You shrugged your shoulders, trying to truly craft a half-way decent answer to his question. Which in truth, had nearly short-circuited your brain, as you had been staying up so far late into the night in the last few days.

You rested your head against your hand, then sat back straight up, "Well not really, but, I did start a new book." His brows lifted, a more gentle expression of curiosity, a way to encourage you to continue talking about the subject.

So you delved further, "It's basically a lot about our world, Britannia."

The summary of the book of which you had spoken about, mostly consisted of conspiring and wars, to take down an evil tyrant king. But you had more so delved into the characterization of each of the characters themselves, which he had come to recognize as you being extremely analytical and nitpick any piece of information that you had been given.

With each word spilling about your mouth, he simply was content, even in the past if he had been so used to garnering allies for stupendous results and nefarious purposes; Estarossa always had a habit of taking his time, and watching things play out. It seemed he didn't really completely suppress that habit, because you seemed to be so happy about spilling things of your new object of interest. He couldn't find it in himself to interrupt, though, he only interrupted if he asked a question about one piece of information or the other.

Otherwise it was quite interesting, and rather nice to hear you talk. Against the reality of such a dark world, truly a bright spot he could find conceivable in the dark was you alone. Estarossa wondered how long he could live this life with you in peace.

Even way back to his youth he had yearned for something more beyond just being a war killing machine, with each passing moment however, he had only one derelict goal. That was to prove himself to Meliodas, the former leader of the once existing Ten Commandments. He was once quite the crybaby as many would often call him, barely able to even kill a little bug.

But sure enough, he didn't find the need to kill. Well, within time he had been stopped and proven that he didn't even need to kill, unless deemed necessary to do so.

It was odd really, he wasn't as monstrous or dangerous as he made himself out to be. Deemed to be a strange man, that he knew, but he never really was a true demon.

He was just merely a figment of one whole identity, someone who should've never existed in the first place. Especially his own name, that wasn't real either. But here he was now, defying the fates of existence against all odds. Estarossa was still here, with you, and there was nowhere else he wanted to be. In which case, was the very best thing, because everything about you: was an absolute treasure he'll forever cherish for the rest of his eternal existence. Depending on how long he is meant to live for the matter.

Estarossa was a man garnered from flesh and bone, stealing one body and walking amongst the valley of kings. Shadow of men who stake their lives on dreams, and once had pondered his life. For what he was, but it was there, a fire glimmering in the depths of what was once his cold-misted soul, a forest snowed on and covered, strayed in the dark.

It was an internal state of pondering, his mind had always strayed to that valley of golden fields, seated deeply in the isles of the Celestial Realms.

Then he met you, one day out in the sticks of the old lands of Britannia. Way over 3,000 years ago, which admittedly was quite a long time in retrospect when he thought about it. However, it seemed you took him by the horns and threw around his life for the better. Even if he wasn't completely there at the time due to... other matters, he deeply appreciates the notion.

"Rossa?"

He blinked for a few moments, then let a small smile take his lips. "Sorry doll; I was lost in thought."

A look of contempt crosses your face, almost in disbelief, but up-endedly, you sighed. You couldn't really stay angry at Estarossa for long, "If we didn't know each other as long as we did, I would've punched you for not listening."

He feigns a look of hurt, pressing a tanned hand against his chest. "I am offended, who would want to hurt this handsome ol' face?" Estarossa said, but then a small brief expression of hilarity cracks against his feigned-hurt demeanor.

You shook your head at his antics, a small smile spreading on your face. Estarossa notices this, mumbling a quick reassurance of success of getting you to crack once again.

"Hm," You mumble, resting your head on the wooden surface of the round table. He tilts his head in stout curiosity, opting to rest his hand over yours, which had been strewn and laid out against the length of the table.

Your eyes shot to his when you had felt the warmth pressing into the cold centers of your nerves, sensing the worry that he had for you. Which you had duly appreciated, "I'm fine, Estarossa."

"Have you been getting any sleep?" He shot back, leaning forward almost to gain eye level with you. The demon, once fearless and quite the killer, was showing concern for you, of all people.

Sure, you've known him since way back. But this was different, like he had adapted a completely new personality, but not so completely different. As if he had been changing, there was a process of change, and you were so busy with; integration, the sleepless nights, and among other things — that you didn't notice it at all.

There wasn't a crack of impatience on his face either, "I-"

But you caved, you were sure, that he would see through your weak facade of awakeness. So you just simply gave him a weak nod, "No, not really."

That settled things then, Estarossa tentatively removed your hand from his own, and stood up, the chair groaning as it had been freed from the weight (it still stood so mighty and strong, how surprising). Your weary eyes lifted as you watched him take only a mere two steps toward you, hooking his hands right onto your waist.

"Mind standin' up for me darl?" He asked, you wondered why, but you couldn't find it in yourself to protest. So you went along with it, standing up as you found your back hitting his chest.

Then with a grunt, he heaved you into a bridal carry, and yet again your head hit against the threshold of his chest. He was startlingly warm for someone who seemed to appear cold at times; in battle or outside of it.

"Where are you taking me?" You asked, though you most likely knew the answer to the already insipid question. He shoots you a small smile, something akin to that of a cat.

as if it were his way of saying, 'You'll know.'

Estarossa didn't stop walking until he reached all the way to your bedroom, the comforting odd air smacking your nose as he opened the door. Then walked right on over to your bed, plopping you down right on it which elicited a pavlovian response from you; laughing as he had done so.

The mattress was soft, and rather comforting. Like a hug, to cherish and shield you from the world.

Then Estarossa takes his place on the top of you, like a straight log. You let out a breathless giggle as he kissed your face all over, but once he stopped, he just flopped down again.

"Try to fall asleep doll," He mumbled, "Otherwise you'll never escape me." He announced in a small voice, an even smaller grin on his face.

You shook your head at his antics, same as usual, but...

Truly, Estarossa was showing concern for you.

He would always hear you.

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arcturusqww · 1 month ago

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Dating both Estarossa and Mael hcs+a small fic in the end.

Info: Fluff, pet names, cute.

-Constant arguments, they do NOT wanna share you at all.

-both instantly get apologetic once you scold them tho.

-looking down like a child who just broke smth.

-but it’s ok, you can’t stay angry at them, which is taken to advantage by rossa then ended up with mael getting jealous.

-“It was his fault!”

-“No, his!”

-they both ALWAYS adore you.

-mael will be wanting to be by your side and bring you gifts all the time; whether it’s and expensive jewelry or a handmade flower of some sort.

-“i got/made this for you..” he smiles and looks down shyly.

-Rossa would get you gifts too but he won’t get into the of making them, but will definitely pick up a single flower he happens to find and see beautiful as you and bring it to you.

-Expect any sort of expensive gift too, he likes to spoil you.

-“There.” he just hands it to you with a grin like it’s nothing.

-expect princess treatment.

-they don’t care if you’re strong or independent, they’ll be protect always.

-if you decide to take action in a fight and end up injured, mael will be worried and pissed, but, you’re his first priority, so he will heal you and make sure you’re alright then will get into dealing with whoever hurt you.

-but there probably won’t be much to left bc rossa will DESTROY the person the moment they attacked you.

-sure, he is worried as well but he knows very well you’re safe with mael, even tho he’d like to take his time he has to cut it short so he can be with you sooner.

-so he just cuts their legs and stuff so they can’t walk, he’ll continue later.

-after everything’s calmed down mael gives you a long lecture on why you shouldn’t fight especially without him and rossa near.

-you thought Rossa would be carefree about it as well as he is with everything, but, no.

-rossa will glare DOWN at you like you’re some sort of insect, he is pissed at you, but, he keeps his cool with ease.

-they didn’t leave your side for the rest of the week after that.

-also, Estarossa wants no one near you expect them, and when i say no one, i mean NO ONE.

-Like, not even stray animals you wanna pet.

-“Don’t touch that.”

-Mael sees where he is coming from but thinks rossa is taking it to an absurd level.

-“…it might be sick, dear. You shouldn’t get too close.”

-You’ll sometimes will be cuddling all together.

-Though Rossa glares at Mael occasionally when Mael just returns a small nervous smile, he can see Rossa’s point of view very well, so obviously he isn’t angry at rossa.

-they have BIG breasts you can lay on, so you will.

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“Mm, stop moving around too much, sweetheart.” Estarossa speaks in a rather dark tone to scare you slightly. He chuckles softly as he sees you immediately stop moving on top of his body.

“Estarossa, you shouldn’t mess with them like this.” Mael gently rubs your waist in an attempt of comfort as he frowns at Estarossa a little worriedly.

Estarossa just snickers in return then he pulls you closer and wraps his arms around you in a big hug, cutting Mael’s access to your body.

Mael’s eyes narrow as he tries to get Estarossa’s embrace to break by pulling his arm, Estarossa doesn’t budge as he feels you squirm around in his arms and whine in a muffled way.

“Estarossa!” Mael glares at Estarossa as he keeps pulling. Estarossa just laughs as he slightly moves his arms down to let you get your head out of his grip.

You huff out as you finally breathe peacefully, Mael stops pulling Estarossa’s arm as he gently kisses your forehead. Estarossa rolls his eyes then kisses your cheek while holding you still just as tightly.

“Too tight..” You complained which made Mael grow more worried while Estarossa laughed and loosened his grip around you.

Mael picked you off of Estarossa’s lap and set you on his own as Estarossa snickered and rolled his eyes again, seemingly careless yet you could tell he was jealous. You wrapped your arms around Mael’s neck and kissed his lips in a soft, small kiss, making him smile slightly as he sets his hands on your waist gently.

Estarossa glared at you two before closing his eyes. You giggled as you let go of Mael’s neck then leaned to Rossa and pressed a kiss on his lips as well. Mael chuckled at the scene as Estarossa was seemingly pleasant and cocky now. You returned to Mael’s lap fully before closing your eyes and resting your chin on his shoulder. Mael started to rub your waist in a comforting manner as you felt your consciousness slowly fade away.

#7ds #4koa #four knights of the apocalypse #seven deadly sins #fluff #mael nnt #estarossa #x reader #7ds x reader #hcs

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