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solarissttee · 2 months ago

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03 | CONFRONTATION

summary ; after the boar hat owners nurse the wandering rust knight back to health, they being their interrogation. however, they’re met with more unruly customers; the holy knights.

wc ; 3.6k

tags ; attempted murder / treason, abuse of power, heavy dialogue and plot change, elizabeth has been aged up to 19, liones’ national drinking is 21 which implies that meliodas and the reader look anywhere between 21 and 28.

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instead of giving a response, the person tips backwards and slumps to the ground. their helmet rolls off on impact.

you look down at the mysterious person, eyes widening at who was inside the suit of armour. it was a young girl, no older than sixteen if you had to guess.

her long silver hair is sprawled out against the tavern floor as she naps peacefully, or as peacefully as she can in that uncomfortable looking armour of hers.

you notice how her breaths come out in short puffs, how her pale cheeks were; rosy from the heat, and a noticeable sheen of sweat that coats her porcelain skin. she has a fever, no doubt about that.

“this girl... isn’t she a little too young to be one of the eight deadly sins?” hawk inquires, observing the girl cautiously.

neither you, nor meliodas provide a reply. instead, you set the bags of flour down by the door, clapping your hands to get rid of the little flakes coating them so they don’t stain the girl’s skin. you drop to your knees next to her and feel her forehead. your eyebrows furrow at her temperature, it’s higher than you’d expected.

“she’s burning up. a fever most likely from exhaustion.” you state as meliodas helps you haul her onto her feet.

“she’s clearly been walking around in this armour for a while,” meliodas remarks as you guys turn down the hall and go up the stairs to your bedroom. once she’s situated on your bed, the both of you make quick work of stripping her out of the rusted armour.

“it’s a wonder how she managed to move around in this thing,” the blond pokes at the heap metal that is now discarded in the corner, while you rummage around your room looking for a clean washcloth.

“yeah, she looks a little frail to be walking around in such heavy armour, and with all that rust too,” you saunter over to the washroom, filling a basin with cold water to help bring down her temperature.

“maybe she’s stronger than she appears to be, we never know. she might be a holy knight for all we know.” he shrugs and turns on his heels, leaving the room to get the medicine you’d made for situations like this. hawk is left alone with the girl, watching over her until either of you get back.

when you reemerge from the bathroom after a short while, you set the basin down onto your nightstand and dip the washcloth into the cool water and gently place it onto her forehead afterward. meliodas lightly kicks open the door then sets down a glass of water and the medicine on the table. you three leave her to rest for a bit.

while waiting for her to regain consciousness, you head off to put away the flour and tidy up the bar area. there were a few tables and chairs that had gotten knocked over when the customers had vacated the tavern, ultimately messing up the floor with either food, alcohol or broken plates.

meliodas is glad that things had turned out this way, at least you wouldn’t kill him for the earlier altercation with those three customers. that is, unless hawk decides to run his mouth and snitch to you of course.

a few minutes pass, about twenty or so, and one of the girl’s finger twitches slightly. her eyes flutter open and she slowly sits up, blinking tiredly when the washcloth falls into her lap. “um... where am i?” she mutters to herself, looking around the unfamiliar bedroom in confusion.

her ears perk when she picks up your voices downstairs and she immediately begins to sweat uncontrollably. ‘h—have i been found out? whose voices are those? where even am i?!’

she notices her armour in the corner of the room and feels her anxiety build. she needs to escape, now. getting up from the bed, she sneaks out of the room, trying to find a way to leave without either of you knowing. at least, that’s what she had planned to do, but...

“hey there, how’re you feeling?”

the girl lets out a shriek, her heart thumping violently in her chest as she turns around to face meliodas. he blinks, not expecting her to react so strongly. had she not heard him coming? his footsteps weren’t that quiet.

silence falls between the two of them. she looks like a dear in headlights while meliodas is mildly worried.

“are you feeling okay? you were really burning up when we found you. did you take the medicine at the side of the bed?”

“u—um, i’m m—much better, thank you,” she replies timidly, fidgeting with her fingers.

‘i didn’t even hear him come up... i can’t dally here for too long. if i don’t leave soon, the holy knights will...’

further worried by her silence, meliodas decides to change the topic to something more lighthearted. “hey, you must be pretty hungry right about now. how ‘bout we head downstairs? my friend’s making food right now, and you can take the medicine she left for you afterwards.”

“n—no, thank you, i’m perfectly fine—“ the girl is cut off by her stomach growling and feels heat rush up onto her cheeks, much to her horror. meliodas on the other hand, chuckles and beckons her over, leading her to the stairs. “c’mon, let’s get some food into your belly. you need to get your strength back.”

when you hear footsteps getting closer to the bar area, you plate up the food for the girl and leave it on the counter. “hey, hey! looking better, i see,” you wave over to the girl. she waves back shyly.

she takes cautious steps over to you and slides onto the barstool. “um, thank you. but, who are you and where am i?”

“straight to the point, huh? well, i’m y/n, that guy over there is meliodas.”

her eyebrows shoot up in surprise as she takes in your features and then shifts her gaze to meliodas. her eyes flicker over to the wanted posters on the board and concludes with disappointment that you’re not who she was hoping for.

‘they look nothing like them... i suppose it’s just a coincidence then...’

“you strolled into our shop and then passed out cold,” meliodas tells her, snapping her out of her thoughts.

“your... shop?”

“this is the boar hat. it’s our bar,” you gesture to the barrels of alcohol behind you.

“you two are... the owners?” she questions uncertainly. the both of you looked like you had just reached the age to be allowed to consume alcohol, she hadn’t expected you guys to be owners of a whole bar! maybe this is why they say not to judge books by their covers. she can’t help it though, not when the both of you look to be only a couple of years older than her.

“is that so strange?” you chuckle, finding her expression cute. she frantically shakes her head, sputtering out an answer. “n—no!! well, maybe. but, i saw the sword on his back, so i just assumed...” she trails off, pointing to the dragon shaped sword hilt on meliodas’ back.

“oh, this old thing?” he reaches for the hilt of the sword and pulls it out, eliciting a small yelp from the girl. he laughs at her jumpy nature.

“did i scare you?” he grins. “if i flash the handle, it does looks like the real thing, so i don’t really blame you for having suspicions.

and just as quickly as he had pulled out the broken blade, he placed it back into its scabbard. “call it a deterrent against people skipping out on their tab.”

“and i wonder why that is, you moron. it’s only thanks to y/n that it doesn’t happen often and we haven’t gone out of business yet” hawk snorts, giving meliodas a pointed look to which the blond responds with a middle finger.

the girl’s eyes widens when she hears hawk speak. she leaps off the counter immediately and goes straight to engulf the pig in a hug, rubbing him and giggling happily. you place your hands on your hips and smile at the interaction.

“it’s a talking piggy!” she squeals excitedly but who could blame her, really? it is a talking pig! you don’t see something like that everyday.

“the name’s hawk. pleasure to meet you.”

“oh, you’re so adorable!! long ago, i pestered my father to give me one as a birthday present!” she shares, hugging hawk tightly. the pig stands unfazed, like this has happened many times before.

“did you get a pig?” you question and almost regret it when her smile slowly fades and she responds with a small, downtrodden ‘no’.

“hey, how about you get to eating? you can hug hawk as much as you want afterwards,” meliodas offers a smile.

“alright,” she murmured as she gets back onto the stool and stares down at her plate. she feels a little bad about suspecting you guys to be working with the holy knights now... but she can’t let her guard down, even though you’ve taken care of her out o the goodness of your hearts and the food you’ve served looks really yummy.

“first you nurse me back to health, and now you’re feeding me... how can i ever repay you?” she murmurs, staring down at the food.

you chuckle and reach over to pat her head, softly tousling the silky silver strands of her hair. “don’t worry your pretty little head about it and just eat, okay? it’s on the house.”

“isn’t that bad for your business?”

“please just eat it.”

“okay. here goes.” she lifts her fork to her mouth and puts the food into her mouth. her eyes widen and she visibly melts as she chews and swallows.

“what do you think? good stuff, right?” meliodas grins, nudging you playfully. “n/n’s one of the best cooks i’ve ever met, y’know? she’s a total goddess in the kitchen.”

a single tear slides down her cheeks and more followed suite. you exchange a worried look with the other two, not expecting her to start crying.

“hey, you okay?” you ask softly rubbing her shoulder in comfort.

“yeah, i’m fine… it’s just that i haven’t had a proper meal in a while and this is really delicious,” she smiles, wiping her eyes, continuing to eat.

“…say, what were you doing, walking around in that armour?” meliodas inquires after a moment of silence, trying to steer the conversation in a different direction.

“oh, that’s...” she hesitates, not knowing if she could entirely trust you with her reasoning, but decides to tell you guys anyway. “i’m searching for the eight deadly sins.”

“we gathered that much when you stumbled in here calling out for them,” hawk huffs.

“shut it, porky. anyway, why on earth would you be looking for eight deadly criminals?”

“yeah, not to mention that nobody knows if they’re even alive or dead. those guys are seriously fucked in the head, aren’t they?” meliodas leaned against the countertop, his chin resting on his palm.

she goes quiet for a moment, contemplating what to say in response to that. she knew that questions like these were inevitable but still, she’d like to not have her decisions be put under scrutiny for once. when she opens her mouth to speak again, she’s interrupted by a series of loud knocks to the door.

“open up! we got a report from some villagers! we, the order of the beard of the mountain cat, serve under the holy knights and are stationed at the mountain’s base!” a male voice proclaims.

“we’re here to arrest the rust knight, potentially one of the eight deadly sins!” he continues on. “come out peacefully!”

“again with the unruly customers?” meliodas sighs to himself. “and what’s with that ridiculous order name? the beard of the mountain cat? really?”

meanwhile….

“look allioni, are these eight deadly sins even all that dangerous anymore? surely they must be a couple of old geezers by now,” one of the knights outside speaks up, annoyedly crossing his arms.

allioni glares down at him. “take this seriously, will you? the eight deadly sins were the ones who massacred a dozen of holy knights ten years ago, the holy knight’s grand master included! i saw just how bad it was with my own eyes! it was a blood bath!! if we don’t catch these fiends, the realm will be in danger!”

“yeah, but—“

“there should be no buts if you understand the implications of our responsibility! it’s our jobs as holy knights to make sure that the kingdom is safe, even if it means catching the eight deadly sins and putting them down or dying in the process!”

the knights go quiet after allioni's passionate rant. one of them sighs and steps forward, and bangs on the tavern’s door again.

“what the hell are you doing!? come out here!”

you put on a smile as you open the door, wanting to be as polite as you could in order to get them off your backs. “sorry to keep you waiting, gentlemen. is there something i can help you with?”

“and you are?” the third tallest of the bunch asks, a condescending eyebrow raised at you, your eye twitches. holy knights and their egos.

“i’m one of the owners of this establishment. you are holy knights, yes?”

“where’s the rust knight? send him out!”

“being polite wouldn’t kill you, but whatever.” turning back into the tavern to avoid their angry glares, you gesture for the rust knight to come forward.

the knights tense at your easy compliance to their demands, but when hawk comes through the door in bits and pieces of the armour that was discarded in your room, they deadpan.

“you called? i am the great sir hawk, the rust knight!”

“th—this pig is one of the eight deadly sins?!”

“of course it isn’t, moron!”

you stifle your laugh as they stare at hawk in bewilderment. their expressions are amusing, but you know better than to laugh out loud. the sensitivity towards their egos is something you've come to face many times while dealing with holy knights in the past.

“h—how dare you! i’m the captain of the order of scraps disposal!” the pig states proudly. wow, he’s really playing into this role, not that you’re surprised. the pig did have an ego problem.

“there is no such order!”

you accidentally let a laugh slip, but cough to cover it up when you're given an annoyed glare. “so, is this the person— err, animal you were looking for?” you question innocently, smiling.

one of the knights steps forward and stares up at you, damn you are tall for a woman. although you’re many inches taller than this knight, that doesn’t make him back down in trying to establish his dominance (or whatever bullshit holy knights typically do when their egos are threatened).

“you’ve got some nerve, making sport of knights,” he scowls. “i’ll give you one more chance, bring out the rust knight.”

“but—“

“hey! a woman just ran out the back!” one of the other knights interrupts you. allioni’s head swivels back to his fellow knight and you curse under your breath.

you move to run after her, but you’re stopped when the biggest of the bunch grabs onto your arm. “so, this was your plan all along, huh? did you really think you could get away with fooling holy knights, you wench?”

your eye twitches at his insult. the nerve of this guy. who does he think he is talking to you like that? you ought to knock him down a peg or five.

“what did you just call me?”

“oh, so you’re deaf too, huh?” he yanks you into him, spinning you around and holding your arms behind your back.

“didn’t your mother ever teach you guys how to treat a lady?”

“shut it, woman,” allioni glared at you before turning to the others. “inform sir twigo at once! and take this one back with you.”

by this point, you were pissed off. with a sharp whistle, a low, menacing hissing sound is heard from within the tavern as it steadily creeps closer to the door.

“what’s that noise? a snake?”

a few seconds later, a massive, black ball python with intense vermillion eyes emerge from the door way, looming threateningly over the group, freezing them in their spots. you take this opportunity to free yourself from the knight's vice grip. you lower your body, shifting your weight and lowering your centre of gravity, which tilts the knight forward. you then flip him over your body and onto the ground and he lands with a harsh thud and a grunt. you promptly sprint into the forest to catch up to the girl immediately after.

allioni curses under his breath. “don’t just stand there like idiots! two of you should fend that thing off, the others and i will chase after those two. that first woman must be the rust knight! after her and the other one!”

“yes!”

you dash through the thick forest, jumping over and ducking under the tree roots. the girl was no longer anywhere in sight, leaving only you to shake them off.

“i order you to stop in the name of the law! any further attempt to evade us will bring about serious consequences!” allioni yells at you as he and three others pursue you deeper into the forest. you grunt at how you had forgotten to bring something to fend them off with. you hadn’t wanted to raise suspicion by walking out with a weapon, but you’re starting to regret that now.

however, a sudden, loud shriek from behind catches your attention and allioni’s.

“what is it? what happened!?” he doesn’t turn his head back. man, he really is determined to capture, huh?

“th—the pig is charging at us!”

“if its not the damn snake, you shouldn’t have a problem fending it off!”

“wow, you’re quite harsh,” you comment loud enough for him to hear you. he scoffed in response and yelled at you to shut up once more.

“hey, hawk, if you get these guys off my ass, i’ll triple your scraps. deal?”

“you ain’t gotta tell me twice!”

allioni yells at hawk to get away from him after he’d succeed in knocking his two comrades into opposite sides of the forest. the young knight speeds up to hopefully outrun him but then skids to a stop to keep himself from going off the cliff’s edge when he reached the forest’s clearing. allioni looked around for you or the girl in confusion as neither of you were in sight.

“they’re... not here...? how—“ before he could properly grasp the situation, he gets knocked off the cliff by hawk. you watch from above as he falls into the clearing of trees below. ‘it’s a shame, he was kind of cute, but he’s got a horrible attitude.’

you then turn to face meliodas and the girl who was sitting between you both, offering her thanks. the snake from earlier materializes beside you and hisses softly. you stroke the underside of his chin as he makes himself at home on your shoulders. “one of them got away, huh? that’s alright, you did your best.”

the girl looks at your snake curiously as meliodas helps her out of the tree. you both lead her out of the forest and onto the clearing by the cliffside.

“you’ve stirred up quite the trouble, miss. now would be a good time to tell us exactly why you’re looking for the eight deadly sins.”

she takes in a breath to work up the courage to come clean. it’s the least she could do after you guys saved her... twice...

“...it’s just so that i can stop the holy knights.”

whatever you were expecting her to say, it definitely wasn’t that. her answers keep surprising you by the minute.

“stop the holy knights? do you hear yourself, lady? what’re you trying to stop them from doing? the holy knights are the knights who protect liones, they’re heroes!” hawk huffs out.

“but what if these ‘heroes’ were preparing to start a war in this country?” she refutes, sarcasm dripping from her tone when she says ‘heroes’.

“miss, i beg your finest pardon?”

“you probably don’t know this, nobody does actually, but not too long ago, the entire royal family except for the former king were arrested and imprisoned by the holy knights, even the queen who’s supposed to be on the throne,” she recounts, turning away from you all.

“the royal family was what!? so you mean the queen isn’t tending to the former king that’s laid up in bed, sick?” hawk gasps. she shakes her head.

“that’s a cover story that the holy knights have been circulating. her majesty has been imprisoned in the west tower where only the most gruesome criminals are held. the only person that has control over the government now is the king consort and the two holy knight grandmasters.” her expression is one of sadness and your eyes furrow. that’s quite a bit of information which leads you to conclude that she’s either a royal or a holy knight that is still loyal towards the royal family.

“war, huh? who are they planning to fight? and what’s the reason for this war anyway? is it so important that they would launch a coup and imprison the royals?”

“i don’t know who they intend to fight or what they intend to accomplish by starting a war, but... they’re already conscripting people from the kingdom and surrounding villages, making preparations slowly but surely.”

“seriously?” hawk muttered, aghast at the news.

“damn, that’s rough,” meliodas tucks his hands into his pants, speaking nonchalantly.

“why do you never take anything seriously?” the pig scoffs at him, shooting a nasty side eye.

“but, if they’re planning to start a war, i still don’t see how any of that ties in with the eight deadly sins. they’re wanted criminals and are despised by all,” you fold your arms. “it would be illogical to seek out betrayers of the country, no?”

“no, you’re wrong, if there is any hope of stopping the holy knights, it lies with the eight deadly sins, and them alone!”

“alright, let me get this straight. you’re looking for the eight deadly sins knowing what kind of people they are?” meliodas raises an eyebrow at her. “what makes you think they would provide you with their help. what makes you think they’re even alive? pretty dumb plan, i have to say. but props to you for the effort.”

“the eight deadly sins... they the mightiest, most vile order of knights in the kingdom, composed of eight terrible criminals, each with the mark of a beast branded on their body. ten years ago, they were attacked with full force by all the knights of the realm on suspicion of attempting to overthrow the kingdom and were scattered to the four winds,” she narrates before looking at you three with a blazing intensity in her pale blue eyes, “that’s what everyone says, but i fully believe that what happened ten years ago wasn’t their doing! they wouldn’t have betrayed the country like that!”

“you have a surprising amount of faith in people who were all criminals before being grouped together. everyone should’ve seen their treason coming from miles away. besides, i heard rumours saying they’re all dead,” meliodas scratched his nape. you look down at him. he was intentionally egging her on but for what reason, you’re not sure.

“such amazing people wouldn’t die that easily!”

“again, woman, these guys are criminals. they’re bound to be dead by now or at least caught... and you seeking out their help is a large act of treason, no?”

the relentless interrogation your friend suddenly sprung upon her caused tears of frustration to form in her eyes. she was clearly getting overwhelmed with his questions. “why can’t you understand!? get it into that thick skull of yours it’s the holy knights who are really causing people to suffer!”

you three are stunned to silence at her outburst. her usually soft voice held such strong emotion that it came out a lot sharper and harsher than she probably would’ve intended.

she quickly backtracks. “apologies, i didn’t mean to snap at you… i just got so overwhelmed and— eek..!”

whatever the girl was about to say dies in her throat as the cliffside you four were standing on suddenly crumbles beneath your feet, sending the lot of you pummelling straight to the forest below.

“oh, give me a break!” hawk groans.

“oops, i forgot to confirm if they were the people we were looking for or not. that’s my bad. oh, well, i guess that’ll be three deaths tallied.”

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empathyschaoticlife · 5 months ago

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Slight smut- cheating implied- fem! reader- pet names like mama, princess, darlin'

he had you pressed against the wall, grinding his hips on yours feverishly, pressing kisses to the column of your neck "w-we shouldn't do this. please..." your pleas fell upon deaf ears as he continued to nubble and suck. his finger hooked into the waistband of your shorts, pulling at them with a shameless lusty whine, "why not?", he panted, pulling away to look up at you before pulling down your shorts. an audible groan escaped his lips as he admired you. "so fuckin' pretty, darlin'" he praised, dropping to his knees and looking up at you for permission, pressing kisses to your leg and going up to your inner thigh. "please, mama, please." the man pleaded like a slut, rutting his bulge against the floor, but he'd ignore his own pleasure, for now because right now, the only pleasure that mattered was yours. he pressed a kiss to your clit, licking a stripe down, moaning at the taste. "what a princess." he smirked, opening your thighs and delving in your cunt greedily. you grabbed onto the wall for support, throwing your head back as he ate at your cunt like a man starved. "f-fuck~ right there, god. we shouldn't- oh, fuck... stop, please" but he never did, and you never complained. he was stubborn and starving to taste his princess, not stopping until you came at least thrice on his tongue before beginning to stretch you out for his fat cock.

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v-era-18 · 1 year ago

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Earth's Armor

{Meliodas x Black! Reader}

Prologue: Fabric and Ale

‘Lady Earth is rumored to be very selfless with beauty beyond imagination! Plus, I heard she can kick ass!’- Princess Veronica Lioness

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The winter was harsh and unforgiving this year in the kingdom of Lioness. Crops and stock were not scarce due to the prosperous spring they had earlier that year, yet many mouths were unfeed. There truly wasn’t much that could be done with the poor, as the many arguments nobles pointed out. However a certain maiden did the impossible, each night a new form of shelter would be built outside of town. In payment for the homeless silence of the maidens' identity, they provided them food to last for two months if rationed properly.

‘No one is going to starve this winter.’ was the promise of the savior many wanted to give their lives to. Word quickly reached the castle, from the mouths of knights to the ear of servants; The king wanted to thank the maiden personally for their assistance, it wasn’t everyday a heroine would emerge giving hope to the people. King Bartra didn't send out a search however, due to the fact he already knew who the maiden was rescinding inside the castle walls. The young woman pushes herself too much really, if the Sins were to find out-the leader would be very displeased.

Laughter emerged within the left wing of the castle, the girl's giggles could be heard outside the room as two guards stood beyond the door. The three princess teased and chatted, Veronica was currently having her hair brushed as she sat in the maidens lap.

Elizabeth sat patiently waiting her turn, it was no secret that the young girl felt drawn to the woman. Each night the lady would tell her stories, in the morning help her get dressed, and even played outside with her when she had time. Her sisters sometimes joined in of course, but when it was just them she felt as though it was meant to be.

“Lady (Y/n),” Veronica spoke getting the lady’s attention. The woman hummed telling her to continue, “There’s been a story circling around the castle, about a woman that resembles Lady Earth.”

“Lady Earth?” Elizabeth questioned.

“Yes, there’s a story centuries old about a young woman that one day emerged from the earth as a peace offering to restore balance among all races,” Margaret informed, as she placed the book she’d been holding down. Her eyes sparkled in memory of the old tale her father told her so many times before, “Skin brown and soft as soil, her heart was clear and still as a pond, pure as her voice of wind.”

Elizabeth turned to lady (Y/n) with a smile, “Like you lady (Y/n)? Are you too sisters?!”

The lady broke out into a bubbly laugh, “Who knows,” She finished the last section of Veronica's hair drawing it up into a nice bun, “Maybe we are, simply separated at birth.”

Veronica felt the bun, pleased with the hair out of the way. The young girl switched positions with Elizabeth, much to the girl's pleasure. (Y/n) soon went to work on Elizabeth's hair, brushing through the silver tangles from a long day of adventure outside. She made sure to dip the brush into warm water before adding attention to each section needing to be groomed. Margrete and Veronica watched patiently, awaiting the moment the maiden would be done with their sister's hair.

“Do you think we'll get to meet Lady Earth?” Margaret questioned, she played with the spin of the story (Y/n) would read to them in a few moments for bedtime, “I want to see her. I've heard so many stories from Father about her kindness and beauty.”

The lady hummed for a moment, poking Elizabeth's cheek a bit in a teasing manner; an instruction for her to stay still. The young girl got a bit too excited sometimes with stories, hence why she waited till they were in bed before reading.

“I believe you can when all three of you are older, but I must ask-why do you wish so much to see her?” (Y/n) questioned, she found the conversation amusing from the three girls she practically raised from time to time. She had grown close to all of them, making sure they studied, properly dressed, and took aim to be the best queens Lioness had ever seen.

There were moments where they called her ‘mom’ by mistake and they all had to apologize afterwards. They honestly couldn’t help it, she mothered all of them. One time she went as far to scold three knights for not watching Elizabeth and Veronica properly when they both fell off the bridge. It took a certain captain to get the lady to show mercy unto them, Barta was actually going to allow the punishment-but thought better of it when all three men were hung upside down by vins for ten hours.

An excited giggle erupted from Veronica, “Lady Earth is rumored to be very selfless with beauty beyond imagination! Plus I heard she can kick ass!”. A scolding frown made its way on the maidens face, letting the princess know she didn't approve of the language used. However there was a twinkle of amusement within her brown eyes.

“That language is not becoming of a lady, little knight. Though I must say I'm amused you brought looks into your reason, fighting is more up your alley.” The maiden laughed lightly, Veronica puffed out her cheeks in pout. Her tomboyish nature was an enigma to many formal women, however to (Y/n) she encouraged the behavior. She even went as far to train her in the early hours of the morning with the basics of sword wielding.

“Fighting is exciting! It’s not my fault others can’t appreciate it!”

“I know little knight. Just remember patience is a virtue even among those who fight.” (Y/n) finished brushing Elizabeth’s hair with a smile.

The three princesses camored together in Margaret's bed for the night. It was a tradition for them to switch between rooms to fall asleep in, sometimes (Y/n) would join them in bed if she was tired enough. Although she did stress her dear friends when they had no notice of the occasion. They simply worry too much on her behalf.

“If I were to meet her, the first thing I would have her speak about would be her adventures she had,” Margaret's smile was more on the childish side this time to the lady’s pleasure. As the eldest it was rare she had these moments, but in (Y/n)s perception as a child she has as many of these moments as they can. “Or she can grow me my own GARden of roses!”

Veronica stuck out her tongue in dissatisfaction, “A rose garden? We already have tons of gardens in the kingdom!” The second eldest stood on the bed, piping her fist in the air. “What I think we can agree on is that she needs to be the captain over the holy knights!”

“Don’t be ridiculous!” Margaret snapped, “Gilthunders father is in charge! And is amazing at what he does!”

“The old man can drop dead-”

“Veronica.”

The girl was instantly silenced, her cheeks grew red in embarrassment from what she was about to say. She knew it wasn’t right to say those things, but she honestly wanted to see women in the field more than men. It was disappointing that she didn’t have that many figures to look up to.

“Apologize this instant.” (Y/n)'s tone was firm, showing she had no room for disagreements.

“Sorry…,” Veronica really did mean it. The princess settled back underneath the covers beside Elizabeth who was watching the whole ordeal silently. She seemed to be thinking hard either after she would need or want from lady earth.

“I think I’ve got it!” Elizabeth exclaimed. The girl's sisters glanced at her, both exchanging a look of wonder and excitement. Their sister after all was a simple girl, she didn't ask or require much from others, only attention and mutual affection.

“Oh,” (Y/n) tilted her head, “and what's that?”

“I would give her a hug!” The youngest princess smiled, “She’s done so much for others without asking for anything in return she deserves it!”

(Y/n) paused for a minute and let out a bright laugh, it was filled with warmth, causing the three girls to smile, “Oh but I know she would do that for you with pleasure Elizabeth! Are you sure there’s nothing else you would want from her?”

Elizabeth shook her head, “No! That is it! She does enough as is.”

“Really? Out of everything to ask for just a hug?” Veronica said, “Couldn't you just ask for something more useful-”

Margaret punched her sister in the arm silencing her sister, “That's a wonderful request Eli! I'm sure lady earth would appreciate it!”

“Really?” The smallest princes asked.

“Of course,” (Y/n) chimed in, “Everyone knows you give the best hugs my angle.” The lady wrapped her arms around the small girl in an embrace before giving her a soft kiss on the head. The girl giggled happily in response.

“Now,” The maiden clapped her hands softly, “Let's get started with that story shall we. Then it's off to bed.”

The castle halls were quiet as she made way back to the sins chambers. If she played her cards right she could sneak out again without the others knowing and build one more shelter to make sure everyone is okay. The last shelter was big enough for the rest of the homeless to reside in but it wouldn’t hurt to build one more just for future matters. Maybe she could add a section solely for the children to sleep separately from the adults, she already had women sleeping with the children but it wouldn't hurt for the mothers to sleep a night by themselves.

The door creaked and groaned as she entered the common room, and as expected no one was there. This time of night her friends were either out drinking or turning in for the night for their next assignment. She missed them greatly, but the princesses would distract her until their return. She allowed herself to relax, her shoulders slumping from keeping the posture of a proper maiden. She couldn’t wait to take off her corset-.

(Y/n) recoiled back in shock as she ran into the invisible field that surrounded her, it wasn’t till after she collided with the barrier was she able to sense her other comrades. She damned herself for not double checking like usual.

“Oh you’ve done it this time buttercup. Captain got real upset after we heard where you’ve been sneaking off to.” Ban emerged from the other side of the pillar, his words held no malice, only disappointment and concern.

“Oh? And where have I been sneaking off to exactly? Don’t tell me you found out about my secret lover?” The maiden feigned innocence.

“You have a lover (Y/n)?! And you didn’t tell me?!” Diane finally exposed herself, her lips pouting displaying her hurt expression, “I thought we tell eachother everything?”

“Not everything apparently,” King floated over in front of the barrier, he bore a serious expression, much like Ban his eyes spoke volumes, “She felt the need to sneak around without consulting us first.”

She bite her lip, “You all would’ve said no-“

“For good reason,” It was Merlin this time. The enchantress waltz over to the perfect cube casted around their fellow comrade, a frown lacing her lips. “You know you’re supposed to be resting your powers, any more strain on them and you’ll end up sick again.”

(Y/n) felt a frown make way upon her plump lips, her frustration was rising, “The kingdom's people were starving. Did you expect me to do nothing-?!”

“Enough (Y/n).”

The maidens mouth closed quickly at the words spoken from the corner of the room. She watched the feared captain-the sin of wrath make way down the stairs and towards her. Meliodas rarely got upset with her, he would sometimes talk her down from ‘spontaneous’ decisions or often decided to help when he saw she wasn't going to back down.

Emerald green eyes met Brown, a silent conversation had seemed to start between the two causing the other Sins to tense considerably. Gowther analyze the situation taking into account of the captain's feelings towards the woman and how he might go about her punishment, it wouldn’t be a harsh one-just one to get the message across.

“You told me you were staying with princesses late at night,” The sin of wrath started, the maiden decided the painting near Diane was more interesting to look at, “I had to find out from three other men on the street about what you had done. The symptoms of fatigue you seemed to have after producing so many crops from enriched soil that the winter can't produce-”

“In the beginning, yes I was fatigued,” She locked eyes with him once more, this time challenging, “but after three shelters were built my powers no longer struggled-they in fact improved.”

He simply shook his head, “And what if it hadn't improved? You're still at risk of pushing your magic to the max! You could've at least had Merlin go with you to watch, but instead-you decide to risk your life without even thinking about the consequences-”

“I was fine-!”

“This time! But what about the next?!” Meliodas questioned in a growl, “Are you going to push your powers till there's nothing left of you?!”

Ban exchanged a look with King, the two looked at their captain with worry. They both obviously knew of his feelings towards the woman, hence why they thought he should’ve stopped why he was ahead. At this rate the argument would escalate.

“If it means another person gets to live then so be it!”

The room grew deathly silent after the maidens' statement, the sins were ultimately shocked with her proclamation, Gowther especially didn't see it coming. Meliodas' form shook slightly, Ban almost felt compelled to say something on her behalf but didnt know what to say.

“(Y/n), do you understand what you just said?” Merlin questioned carefully, the lady strode forward and stepped between her and the captain, wanting eyes on her. “We all know things could’ve gone south for you with your magic being unbalanced, dire consequences would ensue. Even the possibility of your death.”

Diane gasped, “That-that’s not true is it? (Y/n)’s magic couldn’t possibly kill her could it?!”

Merlin didn’t answer, only staring down at the maiden; her dearest friend, “Be honest with us (Y/n).” She stepped closer, eyes staring hotly at the girl's smaller form, “Do you want to die?”

The girl paused for a moment before a sad smile graced her plump lips.

“Does one’s embers burn the entire night?”

~ ☀ ~

The village streets were busy with noise and laughter of its people. Stalls and stores were filled with each turn and glance of an eye. The afternoon was nice, the sun provided warmth from the breeze rustling the leaves, and the sweet waft of pastries filled the air.

Three men however stuck out like a sore thumb; A red jumper and red tight pants caught the attention of many ladies walking by, a boy floating on a green pillow had many children gasping in awe, and finally a short blonde haired man walked in the middle, he seemed to be focused with the task at hand.

Red eyes glanced to the right, spotting a shop with dresses and clothes adorned in front of the windows. The man scanned the clothes quickly, the stitching, all the way to how the fabric seemed to be made from love. He swiftly turned the other way, catching the attention of the other two who followed without question.

Pins were pressed between plump lips as (e/c) eyes focused on the hemmed cuffs of the boy's pants. Philip was a short boy, his brown locks framed his round face nicely, where his hazel eyes were easy against the autumn sunrise. He was growing a bit, hence why his father brought him in for new clothes.

(Y/n) loved it when the children were regulars, she always found it exciting to see them grow into young men and women that would one day contribute to many things in the world.

Dalton watched the woman with alluring eyes from where he sat, he had a good view of where she crouched before his boy leading his imagination to run wild. Like many men in the village the father was guilty for wanting the lady to himself. As a single father, it was important that Philip had a mother figure in his life. And a mother figure is what he was determined to provide.

“You’ve been growing a lot I see, soon you’ll be too big for me to help you anymore.” (Y/n) pouted, teasing the little boy.

Philip gasped, shaking his head, “N-no! I’ll always need lady (Y/n)’s help! Who's gonna help me tie my shoes so I won’t trip and fall?”

The lady giggled in response, “I’m sorry love, but I won’t always be here to tie your shoes. Plus I’ve taught you numerous times, have you already forgotten?”

A shake of a head was the response, “no, I just need you to here in case I make a mistake in towing them. It hurts when I fall down and scrape my knees, plus the other kids pick on me when I fall.”

A hum left her lips as she pinned the fabric in place, “And what have I told you to do about bullies?”

“To throw stones at their heads?!” The boy shouted in excitement.

“What?!” Dalton laughed in disbelief.

“N-no that’s for them hurting you! I mean when they say mean things.”

Philip hummed, seeming to think hard to remember what the lady told him to do. A gasp left his lips in remembrance, “To let them wallow in their self pity?”

(Y/n) smiled and pinched the boy's side, Philip giggled in retaliation, “exactly, they only want to steal your joy to make them feel better about themselves. So remember,” the woman places a chaste kiss against the boy's cheek, leading another giggle to leave the child’s lips, “your joy is yours, don't let anyone take it from you.”

Dalton's face turned determined, his eyes filling with adoration and lust for the woman treating his son as if he were her own child. Yes, she was the woman he needed within their home, he needs to ask her now.

“Speaking of joy-“ the man’s voice was cut out with the ring of the store bell drawing his attention from the sight before him. Dalton bristled a bit watching the three men enter the shop with ease, what threw him off was the intense waves of power that radiated off of them. It was intimidating and left his nerves on edge, any man who would’ve been in his shoes would’ve left immediately not wanting trouble. But he wouldn’t waver, his determination setting in.

“Welcome in!” The lady chimed without turning around, she pinned the last hem of the boys dress shirt and would soon get to hemming once they were gone. “I’ll be with you in just a moment.”

The man in the red get up smiled, it was wide with excitement, “We’re in no rush buttercup take your time.”

The woman froze for a moment at the familiar voice behind her. She could feel all of their magic combined, the feeling felt euphoric, she hadn’t seen or heard from them in so long. However, she felt at peace here, that was her only dilema.

“Miss (Y/n)? Am I able to look now?” Philip's voice cut through the tension in the room. The maiden looked back up at the little boy with a wide smile before nodding. With an excited smile the boy hopped down before rushing to the changing room.

Dalton chuckled at his son's antics before turning to the lady beside him, “They grow up fast huh? Soon he’ll be taller than me and an even better man”

(Y/n) nodded in agreement, “It feels like a pain knowing that I won't be able to see the children grow up as I want to,” The man in the red jacket turned to her back slightly before continuing through the shop pausing at another pair of pants snatching them off the hanger. They were exactly his size.

The man chuckled lightly, taking his chance slowly, “You know miss (L/n), I'm surprised you don't have any children of your own,” The other men came to a halt in the shop, hearing the tone of the man's words, The blonde peeked his head out from the isle of lady undergarments, one that the fairy had silently begged him not to go to. “Any man would be lucky to have a woman like you.”

(Y/n) felt her face flush slightly at Dalton's flirtation, she wouldn't lie the man was handsome. However, he had dark brown hair, clearly not the bright blonde she remembers from her repressed memories, meaning he wasn't her true mate. “O-oh, is that so Mr. Landar-”

“Dalton,” The male uttered, “I've never liked formalites between us, in fact it feels a bit foreign dont you think-”

A bell went off at the desk causing the two to turn their attention. In front was a blonde haired male, a foot taller than Phillip, with an area of nightgowns in his grasp. Dalton couldn't help but feel a tad bit irritated that a customer had interrupted his flirtation with the maiden, after all it was going so well.

“Mr-I mean Dalton if you would..,”

Snapping out of his daze the male gave a forced smile, “Y-yes of course, you do have a business to look after,” the man stepped aside as the woman made her way to the front desk, paying attention to her light steps of grace and posture. It was like watching a goddess in disguise, Miss (Y/n) never wore shoes-they were deemed constricting and hurtful upon her feet. So in her store she made sure to sweep the floors frequently throughout the day, to keep it clean.

The maiden stared down at the shorter male, his smile wide as he held the nightgowns up to the counter for her to take. She stared a bit at the area of them, the diversity of lace and trim on different shades of green. One of them was her favorite, a sage green nightie with white lace trimming for straps and along the bodice. “How can I help you sir? Did one of these catch your eye?”

The blonde nodded, “Yes! You see the maiden I'm getting these for loves the color green, I'm trying to see which one would be best for travel yet relaxation!”

(Y/n) hummed softly, playing along, “Well the dark green one would be a good choice in concerns of travel, but for comfortability I would go with the emerald. Silk is good for the skin and the doubled layered fabric is perfect for the cold nights,” Her words were indeed true for the nightgowns. The dark green was tripled layered with thin fabrics for the cold and heat, but it might be deemed slightly uncomfortable for bed due to stiffness. However, the male couldn't help but notice her eyes shifting back to the sage green, the one she could see herself twirling in the mirror to.

“What about this one?” The blond held up the sage green nightie, he felt the fabric before looking at its opened back portion, “Are you sure she wouldn't like this alot better? I bet it would look nice against her skin and its silk, yea?”

The maidens lips twitched a bit upwards, “Ah, yes, that one I spent three days on, handmade. It reminded me of lily pads from a certain forest. I'll be sad to see it go, but I know your maiden will be a lucky woman if you decide to buy that one.”

“I see…, well then! I'll get this one-”

“Ms (Y/n), I'm done!” Phillip rounded the corner, his clothes had suited him very well, from his brown slacks to the nice white shirt she sewed him. A wide smile emerged on the maidens face in response, coming from behind the desk to hoist him up on her hip, “Do I look nice?”

“Dear your gonna knock the other maidens dead when they see you,”

The boy cocked his head to the side, “Like my dad?”

The woman sputered in embarrassment, She could feel the men's eyes on her, “Y-yes, just like your father.”

“Then can we have you over for dinner this afternoon Ms. (Y/n)? My dad caught a deer yesterday, he heard it was your favorite!”

(Y/n) smiled widely turning to Dalton, the man was shuffling on his feet slightly-cheeks turning pink, “You hunt deer Dalton?”

“On occasions, my father was more skilled at it though,” He stepped forwards with a hopeful smile, “I'm glad I paid attention, hoping to win over a maiden such as yourself.”

The maiden hummed, slowly putting Phillip on the floor, “Is this your way of attempting to court me?”

“Is it working?”

“This man is bold,” The man in red whispered to his floating companion.

The male on the pillow scrunched up his nose watching the interaction, “I know, I'm surprised Captain hasn't kicked the man out of the store yet.”

“He's got a kid with him, you know buttercup loves them. Who knew a man would use his son to pull her heart strings.”

(Y/n) shared a long look with Dalton before finally answering, “You know what you have to do to truly win me over?” This caused the men to take a step back, evil smiles appearing on their faces as the blonde male went back to the women's aisle looking for a lingerie set for the maiden to wear.

“What is it? For you , I'm willing to do anything.”

‘Here we go’

“Fight me,” (Y/n) smiled.

Dalton's face scrunched up in surprise and mortification, “Excuse me? I think I heard you wrong. Did you just say-”

“I said if you want to win me over,” The maiden stepped forward, her voice becoming sultry, “You have to fight me.”

The man stared at her baffled, but she didn't laugh or falter on her words. The maiden was serious with her request, the other men in the shop were not surprised, simply waiting for the man's response so they could close the shop.

“Well, are you gonna do it or what?” The red eyed male cut into the awkward silence. Dalton turned to the man in shock , whereas (Y/n) since the first time arrived busted out in a fit of giggles. The male was confused at this point with how the maiden could want a man to do such a thing, sure he had heard of female holy knights but he was expecting the maiden to be a lot more soft and feminine than anything.

“Ban,” The fairy hissed.

“What?” Ban shrugged, “He said he was willing to do anything. Even though we know he won't win.”

“I'm not fighting her,” Dalton's words were firm, yet he shot a pleading look to the woman in front of him, “Please (Y/n), are you sure there's no other way.”

The woman shook her head giving a sad smile.

“I see,” The man's posture deflated, before digging in his pockets and pulling out a yellow envelope, “Here, I truly hope you do find a man worthy of you Ms. (Y/n). Just remember our door is always open if needed.”

“Of course,” The maiden took the envelope before crouching down to the young boy, she had expected him to be sad instead he was all smiles, “I hope to see you again soon Phillip-” The boy wrapped the maiden in a hug cutting her off.

“I hope to see you again too Ms. (Y/n)! Take care!” And with that the two males left hand in hand a bag filled with clothes for the young boy.

(Y/n) went to the shop door waving them off, before locking the bolt and turning the shop sign to ‘closed’. It was a bit early in the evening to do so but she knew better, that was the last item she would sell for a while. With her former captain merging in the shop it could only mean trouble was on the horizon.

“Baaan,” The maiden whined, “Did you see the look on his face? He was so handsome too!” All she got from the sin of greed was a boisterous laugh before she was pulled in a secure hug.

“Don't be so upset buttercup I'm sure there will be a man up to the challenge soon,” Ban looked back over to his best friend, who was hauling a suitcase behind him, “He’s a lot closer than you think,” He muttered to himself.

“I don't understand how he thought he had a chance anyway,” King floated over, his expression bored at the thought of the man, “He couldn't be able to give you the luxuries of what you want and need out of a proper husband.”

(Y/n) cocked her head to the side, “You guys didn't come here just to discuss my horrible dating life did you?”

“No, we didn't,” Meliodas came up behind the maiden, she stiffed for a moment feeling his hand on her rump, “But while we're at it, we could possibly discuss our date this weekend-” The blonde was smacked hard enough to be send flying in ara of an amount of coats. King and Ban cringed, the first day back after not seeing her for so long this was what their captain decided to do in greeting.

“That's not how you ask Meli,” (Y/n) crouched before him before a soft green glow limited from her hands healing him, “Although a nice purchase of that nightie might help.”

King blushed, feeling as though they were intruding, “Should we let them be?”

“Nah, you know she doesn't like public displays of affection too much, we're in the clear,” Ban responded.

“ Alright, what's the situation,” The men watched the woman lift her hands slightly, using her powers to clean the store, putting clothes in bags and arranging quilts in a pile. This was what she had built of herself while they were gone, a business. By the actions that she was doing with taking the many clothes of the hangers and placing them in boxes it was telling that she was coming with them willingly, but she had a bit of loose ties to finish here. “I felt a shift not too long ago , I figured it was the sins getting together, but I didn't know why.”

“Elizabeth has asked for our help,” Meliodas answered swiftly, he opened the trunk for her, allowing her magic to do the folding and placing, “The king of Lioness needs us as well as its people. There's something bigger going on, and it'll be so much more convent to have you come along.”

(Y/n) faked a pout, “And here I thought all of you came because you missed me,” Meliodas was quick to smile, taking the maidens hands gently before giving a soft squeeze. It was moments like this she missed with her friends besides the many missions they ensued for the kingdom's protection.

The image of the small princess she raised flashed in her mind, causing her smile to widen. It had been so long since she'd seen her last, since she had said goodbye in a haste before her memory of that day was wiped and she found herself here in a village. She left the princesses behind, it was her responsibility now to make up for it anyway she could.

“Well,” The maiden huffed, “Who’s gonna help me deliver all these quilts and clothes before we depart, hmm?”

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sunflower-author · 1 year ago

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YANDERE REQUEST CLOSED!!

SORRY WILL BE BACK SOON!!

HERE IS ALL THE FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR:

Seven Deadly Sins

Haikyuu

Assassination Classroom

Demon Slayer

Seraph of the End

Spy x Family

Hunter x Hunter

My Hero Academia

Dr. Stone

Jujuitsu Kiesen

Kakaguri

Black Butler

Attack on Titian

Tokyo Revengers

Death Note

Toilet Bound Hanako-Kun

Ouran Highschool Host Club

Chainsaw man

Vinland Saga

Blue Lock

Bungou Stray Dogs

Moriarty of Patriot

BTW I LOVE DOING POLY AND WILL BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO WRITE FOR THAN 2 CHARATERS

I do Female and Male characters

If u want a specific type of reader lmk I will do anything

Also platonic or romantic

THINGS I DON'T DO:

I AM SO SORRY BUT I DON'T DO SMUT I WISH I DID BUT IDK HOW

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dance-to-mythoughts-blog · 1 year ago

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Just a small appreciation post is all. <3

Recently became obsessed with Ban again and Karasuma from Assassination classroom. Gojo is so pretty I had to use 3 gifs of him lol.

P.S.

If you want a request, just send it to me. :) Requests are open.

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hersheysheher · 7 months ago

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Me when it's an anime about a class with funny little quirks and they learn to be friends together. 😊(saiki k, assassination classroom, komi can't communicate)

Me when it's an anime about killing supernatural beings with superpowers or superweapons. ( no one is guaranteed to live) 😫(soul eater, chainsaw man, jujitsu kaisen, demon slayer, attack on titan)

Me when it's an adventure anime about a super happy mc and his nonchalant partner/rival who secretly chalants, and the mc has like a crazy amount of strength for no reason, and he only uses it when one of his friends are threatened. 🤭

(Naruto, jujitsu kaisen, hunter x hunter, one piece, my hero acadamia)

Me when the anime had potential but ruined it by adding fan service and pedophilia.😐 (Soul eater, fire force, kakeguri, black butler, seven deadly sins)

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solarissttee · 2 months ago

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04 | THE LEGENDS REAWAKENED

summary ; in the face of danger, elizabeth loses all hope of going forward with her mission. however, the sins make their appearance and save the day. the only downside is, hardship will only come first them and the princess from there on out.

wc ; 1.7k

tags ; attempted murder / treason, abuse of power, slight dialogue change, use of profanity.

notes ; happy new year everyone!! i thought i’d give you all a treat, so here’s the fourth chapter :3! also i suck at writing fight scenes so please don’t kill me for how that fight turned out :c

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“but sir twigo, allioni is down there as well! he’ll die!!”

the ridiculously huge knight, assumingely twigo, merely waves off the concerns of the lower ranking knights, indifferent to fact that his subordinate might be as good as dead. “then i guess that makes four deaths.”

“sir twigo—“

“stop your incessant whining at once! if you’re so worried about that fool, why not join him and those others in the afterlife? i can provide assistance with that!” the bigger knight snaps, a scowl on his face. the threatening glare that sits upon his features successfully intimidates the lesser ranked knights into silence.

“now, now,” you click your tongue as you hop off your snake and back onto the cliffside, “that’s no way to talk to your subordinates! they’ll grow to resent you if you keep that attitude up!”

the python had played a significant role in ensuring your safety as well as that of the others. what kind of guardian would he be if he didn’t?

perched atop your shoulder is an unconscious allioni while a trembling hawk is tucked safely underneath your other arm. meanwhile, the silver-haired girl is in the safe embrace of meliodas, who gently sets her back onto her feet, inquiring if she’s okay.

“you there! how dare you survive without my leave?!” twigo’s voice carries a tone of displeasure and irritation at failing to get the job done. a frown creases at his forehead, obviously fuming at the fact that you guys had managed to survive his attack. “I shan’t revise my death tally conclusion!”

“nobody asked you to conclude anything, you fucking nut job!” hawk refutes, snorting in annoyance. “who the hell do you think you are, anyway?!”

twigo takes big strides towards your group with an evil grin playing on his lips. you feel a sense of unease when you notice that his gaze is locked onto the girl rather than you or meliodas. “hah! it seems that fate is smiling upon me today! the crest on that earring, girl… is that of the liones royal family. meaning that you... conclusion! you are princess elizabeth!”

a moment of silence passes over you all until hawk breaks it. “...princess elizabeth? as in the country’s third princess? that elizabeth!?”

by this point, the princess had broken out into a cold sweat. ‘damn it, my cover’s been blown. not good… this is not good…!’

“an official decree has been issued to locate you. the order was to capture you alive, but...” twigo pauses, his grin stretching into a mischievous smirk, “...if you were to die in an incredibly tragic accident, that would be regrettable but unavoidable."

that sentence immediately sets off warning bells in your heady. taking a protective stance in front of elizabeth, you make sure to obscure her from his view. “woah there, buddy! aren’t you supposed to be protecting the royal family? killing the princess would be an act of treason!”

twigo ignores you and sends a horizontal slash your way, the force of his magical power much greater than you’d expected. “conclusion: accidental death!”

“oh, for fuck’s sake!” you hear meliodas yell out. he grabs elizabeth and pushes her in the direction of the forest. “run, woman! run!”

you tighten your hold on allioni and go after them, however, twigo’s attack came faster than any of you had anticipated.

“damn it! lucifer!”

in an instant the entire forest is obliterated, leaving only tree stumps behind. lucifer had his body curled around you and the others, acting as a shield. his scales had absorbed the mana from the attack. when he uncoiled, you sit up, clicking your tongue at the damage your clothes had taken.

“man, lucifer’s always coming in clutch for us, huh, n/n?” meliodas mused, sitting up slowly. “everyone okay?”

you give him a thumbs up as you move to sit upright. hawk wails something unintelligible and runs off, crying out for his mother which stunned twigo for a moment before he regained his focus.

just then, elizabeth gets onto her feet, almost stumbling as she trudged over to the larger man, looking resigned. you and meliodas exchange a look of confusion and get up as well.

“what the hell are you doing, princess? don’t go near him!”

“there’s no escaping him,” she replies, not sparing either of you a glance. “for me anyway… this just means i’ll have to go back to square one.”

“square one!? woman, he’s trying to kill you! have you been listening to this conversation with your ears closed?!”

“i’m well aware of that! even so, if i surrender myself peacefully, that should keep him from killing you two in cold blood. get out of here and don’t look back.”

“in the name of all the stars, why do you have to be so damn stubborn!?” meliodas groans in exasperation as he tackles the princess to the side so she isn’t hurt by twigo’s upward slash.

you roll out of the range of the attack, but in the process of avoiding getting skewered, the right arm of your uniform sleeve gets completely destroyed, exposing the skin under it.

“you’re one to talk about stubbornness! i’m trying to protect you both, so please, escape!” elizabeth tries to force meliodas off her but he doesn’t budge an inch, keeping a tight hold of her so she doesn’t walk back into danger.

“i don’t know about that, princess. he seems pretty intent on killing us regardless. there’s no way he’s going to let two bystanders get away,” you scratch at you nape, propping a still unconscious allioni against a tree stump. you admired his ability to remain incapacitated in such a precarious situation.

“why?” she wails, “why is this happening..? all i wanted to do was find the eight deadly sins so that i could end the suffering of my people. i even walked around in that clunky piece of armour for months without any leads… i don’t want to give up and surrender… but i don’t want to put you guys in total danger..! not when you’ve been so kind…”

meliodas sighs, rolling off her. “man, this is such a pain. i was hoping that we could keep this facade up for a little longer, but there isn’t much of a choice left.”

elizabeth sniffles, looking at him with confusion. “facade? what’re you talking about?”

meliodas simply ruffles her hair and walks over to twigo, twirling around the broken dragon blade with a bored expression. “n/n, keep the princess from running head first into trouble like an idiot while i take care of this guy.”

elizabeth’s eyes widen when she catches a glimpse of the red splotch of ink on the blond’s left arm. “no way… that tattoo, i don’t believe it... you can’t be!” she stammers, looking between the both of you. “th—there’s no way...!”

allioni, now surrounded by his comrades, sits up with a start, cold beads of sweat decorating his forehead, his eyes wide with fear. “where is she!?”

the other knights are stunned. “woah, calm down, man. you’re safe—“

“i asked where she is! that girl... the one that came out to meet us! where the hell is she!?”

“take it easy, allioni. sir twigo has her and the other two on the ropes.”

“when she saved me, i saw them! the tattoos on their arms prove that those two are the real things! both of them are the most dangerous of them all! the symbols on their arms, they were—“

elizabeth’s gaze drifts to your right arm where the tattoo of a python inked in crimson curls around your shoulder and ends at your forearm. “a python… and his is a dragon… don’t tell me that you two really are them…”

twigo swings his sword downwards at meliodas, however, a cut appears on his cheek instead. meliodas brushes off his outfit, looking disinterested with the whole situation.

“how can this be? i’m certain that my blade struck you! but the one who felt the blow... was me?!” his eyes then flit down to the sword in meliodas’ hand, causing his brows to crease as they furrow. “what is that?! a sword with a broken blade? you think you can defeat me with that!?”

“oh, please,” meliodas rolled his eyes, “i could beat you barehanded.”

“you insolent little brat!”

you move elizabeth away from the two males who had started fighting, having her sit next to lucifer who curls around her protectively. you place a hand on her cheek, letting a warm, pink light envelop your palm and heal the injuries she had sustained from twigo’s earlier onslaughts.

“meliodas? y/n? it wasn’t a coincidence, was it? are you two really…?” the princess stares at you with hope swirling in the pools of her pale blue eyes. there’re streaks of gold in them, but it’s more noticeable in her right eye.

“shh..” you smile, gently patting her face.

“hold on, your face seems familiar...” twigo narrows his eyes, scrutinizing meliodas’ appearance before a flicker of recognition passes over his face. “wait… but if you are him, how is it that you look almost exactly the same as you did all those years ago!?”

“so, have you finally figured out who I am, hm? man, you holy knights sure are slow,” meliodas drawls, outstretching his left arm.

“i—it can’t be! it truly is you!” the knight yells, bringing his blade downwards again.

in retaliation, meliodas swings his arm to the side, deflecting the attack back to twigo, increasing its force as well. the shockwave makes the latter tremble.

“c—conclusion,” twigo stutters as the situation he’s in finally dawns on him. the effects of meliodas’ full counter hitting him all at once. “these extraordinary powers are those of the legends!”

with that, he’s sent flying away, and the both of you take it as your cues to introduce yourselves formally. meliodas walks back over to you both and extends his hand to her.

“let’s do this whole introduction thing again, yeah? the name’s meliodas. i’m the captain of the eight deadly sins. it’s a pleasure to be in your presence, your highness.”

[ THE EIGHT DEADLY SINS : THE DRAGON SIN OF WRATH, MELIODAS ]

“and i’m y/n. the sins’ vice captain. i offer my most humble greetings.”

[ THE EIGHT DEADLY SINS : THE PYTHON SIN OF DECEPTION, Y/N ]

elizabeth sits there in stunned silence with her mouth agape. “oh, my god…”

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