Arthur: I can't believe you're in love with me
Merlin: I literally never said that.
Arthur: It truly is embarrassing.
Merlin: again. Never once said this in my life.
Arthur: You know you have. You say it all the time.
Merlin: I don't know what you're talking about. Whatever, I'll go muck out the stables now, Sire.
Arthur: Do that, love. See you at Lunch.
Merlin: bye, love you too.
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i fell in love with a war, and nobody told me it ended
"Why are you like this?!"
Meliodas paused in his tracks, tilting his head to the side. Did he hear the Goddess correctly? "Why am I... what?"
Was- was she crying?
"Why are you so mean?" she spat again, desperately scrubbing any evidence of the tears off her face. "These people didn't do anything! They're humans, for Gods' sake, what threat could they possibly pose to you?!"
Oh. She was just empathetic. Ugh. Meliodas couldn't imagine trying to carry such a useless emotion.
"I go where I'm told and do as I'm ordered," he justified flatly. "I don't need to know why." Judging from the outrage on her face, that was the wrong answer. "So you just- decimate an entire civilization because of some order from someone you can't even look in the eyes? Do you have free will at all?"
"I don't think you know how this works," Meliodas hissed, suddenly filled with equal rage. "You might have the luxury of a kind leader who will take your questions, but if I show so much as doubt to my father I'll be a smudge on the floor. There is no such thing as free will for me, not if I value my fucking life." Stupid goddesses, always thinking the whole damn world operates the same way their islands do. They didn't understand that maybe he didn't want to be here either. That maybe he had better things to do, things more important to him than his father's borders.
No. They would see what they wanted, and when they looked at him they saw a weapon.
He was lucky the commandments weren't around- the two he'd been sent with were dealing with the remaining humans and whatever backup the Goddess brought. What was her name again? Meliodas couldn't quite remember. He refused to use the tasteless nickname the foot soldiers gave her.
(she was too beautiful, even flushed from tears and fists shaking at her sides, for something as vulgar as blood)
He didn't understand when the rage turned to confusion, then to empathy behind her eyes. "Oh," she breathed. "I see."
No you fucking don't. "What?" he snapped, "What do you think you understand?"
She had the audacity to smile at him, something full with relief and warmth. "You don't want this either, do you?"
He didn't understand.
He didn't understand how she knew.
He took a step back, poised to run, when she reached out one slender hand. "Wait," she gasped, "please. I'm sorry, please don't go."
She paused before touching him, leaving her hand extended. Nobody ever bothered to wait- they touched and they took and they broke until there was nothing left of him. How could a goddess, of all people, be different? How could someone who'd been trying to kill him for decades become so gentle so quickly?
It was a trick. It was a light in the darkness. She would hurt him. She would never. Has she before? She never got a hit in- he thought she was just clumsy, but maybe...
"I have to," he choked in way of explanation, "I have to want this. It's all I can do." Shut up, she doesn't need to know this. The hope in her eyes disagreed. What could she possibly want from him that hadn't already been ruined?
"I'm sorry," she repeated, turning her palm up. "It's too easy to forget you didn't ask for this war either. I was too late, anyway. Let's just go home."
"So... that's it?" he asked cautiously. "We're just... done here?" She looked him in the eyes- were they always such a bright blue?- and smiled. "Yes. I don't have what I would need for a fight with three Commandments," she said casually, like she didn't just expose a massive weakness in her forces. "If you don't want to fight, I don't either."
He didn't want to fight. He wanted to go home and see his brother again. It had been months, and he missed Zeldris as fiercely as the young demon missed him. A fight with her, and Gods only knew how many archangels might be nearby, would extend his return time by weeks, if not another month. "I don't," he affirmed.
She stood and turned to leave, and now it was Meliodas' turn to chase her. "Wait," he called, and she turned around again. "Will you tell me your name, at least?"
She smiled again- more brilliant, without the dulled edges of caution, a grin that could melt glaciers. "Elizabeth. And you?"
Meliodas couldn't help but smile back at her. "Meliodas. I'll see you around, Elizabeth."
And with that, they parted.
It didn't take long for them to meet, and it took even less for them to meet again, until they could hardly be apart from each other. Years later, curled in her arms and purring like a child, he wondered how he'd lived without her. It was a wonder he hadn't fallen in love the first time they spoke, though he didn't doubt that was the first step to the edge. Elizabeth spoke of the way he'd looked so angry that it made her realize that neither of them were right. There wasn't a good or bad side to this Holy War, there was just two races pitted against each other, and why? Goddesses slaughtered Demons who murdered Goddesses, and the infinite back and forth would end in the demise of both.
Meliodas didn't worry about why anymore. He had a reason to get up that didn't risk his life, and that was enough for him.
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OK I FUCKING FOUND IT YOU-
okokokok so
this marine science whatever ykw ima just call it liam bc i will misspell it like 5 times
also my intrusive thoughts screamed that Liam A meant Liam afton so one google search later im assuming Liam afton is williams father but idfk for sure i dont got time for that
but anyway-
the Liam lab that jack and y/n work at (seemingly?) is pulling some poppy playtime/fazbear entertainment bullshit with the mixture of on the outside its “hey guys we study marine science :D” when on the inside its “haha we do experiments on children while doing our best to sweep up any deaths caused by doing tests on mythical creatures that nobody but us know even fucking exist” bc little does y/n know the same place they work at is the same place sun and moon came from
(reforms from puddle)
you have taken one loaf from my bakery of lore
(retreats)
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