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caram3lla · 3 months

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Ice princess Elizabeth🩵❄️

#nanatsu no taizai #nnt fanart #seven deadly sins #sds elizabeth #nnt elizabeth

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cronasdarling · 2 months

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A pretty girl deserves a pretty dress

#devvq #nnt fanart #nnt #nanatsu no taizai fanart #nanatsu no taizai #seven deadly sins #7ds #sds elizabeth #elizabeth liones

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herwritingartcowboy · 9 months

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please may i have Oshi no ko fluff Platonic headcanons of being the youngest of the triplets of Ruby and Aqua and having the personality like Elizabeth Liones from the seven deadly sins. You had been a young nurse (you died from overworking) before being reborn as one of Ai's children..you were extremely shy growing up and whenever someone said that you were cute and precious..you would bury your red face in your mother's shoulder or you would hide behind Aqua. Mum's death hit you the hardest because you loved your mum dearly. You made the decision to became a violinist/musician and you became quite popular in regards to that because you were often a composer for movies and theatre performances.

You may be deemed as cold and standoffish at times but you were actually really kind.

https://youtu.be/jfjfzKf85Ac (that's the type of music by the way that you often played)

A/n: The relationships are Platonic

Fandom: Oshi No Ko

Character(s): Aquamarine Hoshino, Ruby Hoshino

Warning(s): Mention of death

Readers Gender: Female

Before your new life you grew up a bit and very close off wanting to focus on your studies just so you can have a good future. You went to school to become a nurse and you did. Honestly you loved your job as you got to know all about your patients some, one even got you into a certain idol, Ai.

But suddenly nurses or even doctors started to ask you to cover for them. At first you did not mind but out of nowhere it all became your work. It got worse when some of them just stopped doing their work. You would work for hours not getting sleep, food and or water. Your body soon gave out as your health was bad, you had died by overworking yourself.

But yet when your eyes are closed you open them to see Ai? From that day you were now the youngest daughter of your favorite idol.

You were still very shy as when you would go out at even the smallest compliment your face grew red and you would just hide yourself.

You were grateful for Ai as she had treated you so well as you remember the times your parents wouldn't care but you can that Ai cared about you and your siblings. But when Ai died you couldn't stop crying for days as it took both Aqua and Ruby to calm you down.

But you knew you had to move on so as you grew up you had wanted to do something new for your life as that what Ai would have wanted.

As you grew from child to teenager you didn't have many friends as some people would think you're just a rude and cold person but when they get to know you you are just shy and would blush when someone would make the slightest sweet comment about you.

And your older siblings were protected by you as yes you all wear the same uniform but outside of school your clothes are interesting, you may be shy but there are times you like to show your boldness. And after these two lost Ai they didn't want to lose you and know of your naive sweet nature they wanted to make sure you will be okay out in the big world.

Unlike your sister Ruby you didn't want to become an Idol and turned down her offer when she asked you to be her partner. But you confessed to both Aqua and Ruby that your dreams weren't in acting or being an Idol but it was to be a musician mainly a violinist.

Your siblings were encouraging you to follow your dreams as they would always come to your performances. While you were messing around with your violin you started to think about Ai not only was she a great mom but was still a young girl that sadly couldn't live her life out so without thinking you started playing.

And when you performed in front of a crowd many cried as it was both sad but if you really look deep you can find happiness. As it was weird as most of what you play was more cheerful but that proves that you can play any emotion.

That's when managers, producers, artists, musicians came up to you wanting to sign you or work with you.

I feel like in your future you would be putting on classical performances in big theaters, or your music would be in plays or musicals, or in ten backgrounds of songs, tv, and movies.

You had wanted to live a life that Ai would be proud of and that is to live a life you are happy with. You miss her as you do think of her and when you do you like to play a song for her hoping she'll hear it.

#oshi no ko x reader #elizabeth liones #female reader #oshi no ko #oshi no ko imagines #seven deadly sins #sds elizabeth #sds x reader #seven deadly sins x reader #oshi no ko x fem reader #oshi no ko x female reader #oshi no ko x y/n

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jinn-mori · 2 months

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Ban and Elizabeth BROTP Headcanons

Be the change you want to see in the world, so here are my headcanons for these two because I wish they interacted more.

Ban loves teaching Elizabeth new recipes whenever she wants to make something for Meliodas. Whenever she's in a bad mood or needs to blow off steam, Ban will let her vent-bake. Or, he'll let her knead the everloving hell out of whatever dough he has available.

Given Elizabeth grew up hella rich and Ban grew up hella poor, what they consider expensive vastly varies. This also led to Ban having to stay with Elizabeth during shopping trips so she doesn't overspend.

Ban knows how to sew from having to maintain his clothes and before the Sins kicked Hendy's ass, he taught Elizabeth how to sew since with her being royalty, it's a skill she likely didn't learn.

Ban has nearly beaten up several customers for trying to get handsy with Elizabeth. Meli is more subtle in his threats, but Ban will straight up say 'You try groping her, I will steal your hands and beat you with them'. Ban does not play around.

He has tried so many times to get Elizabeth to swear. Elizabeth deserves to say 'Fuck'. I may write a fic that's just Elizabeth getting to say 'Fuck'. And it's because of Ban. He's simultaneously a good and bad influence.

Ban is a master haggler and is basically Elizabeth's scary dog privilege against scams.

Elizabeth told Ban about the various different treasures that the Liones royal family has and they have this thing of Ban stealing a treasure and Elizabeth stealing it back. It's basically like that gay pirate plate post but with a piece of treasure. And neither party can use magic to steal it back. The tradition probably gets passed down to Tristan and Lancelot.

At Meliodas and Elizabeth's wedding, the bouquet hit Ban square in the face. Ban nearly choked on flower petals that day.

#sds ban #sds elizabeth #nnt ban #nnt elizabeth #seven deadly sins #nanatsu no taizai #undead ban #ban the undead

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epic-poutine · 11 months

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Day 2: Melizabeth 🖤☁️ NNT

Hooray for Day 2! The Prompt was my favourite ship, and me,(being a basic bitch) chose Melizabeth because I’m a sucker for doomed love.🤍🤍🤍

I had too much fun drawing these bois, it’s been years since I’ve drawn either of them so it was nice to see how I’ve improved over the years🥰 Enjoy Friends!

#seven deadly sins #nanatsu no taizai #nnt fanart #elizabeth nnt #meliodas nnt #sds meliodas #meliodas #goddess elizabeth #elizabeth liones #sds elizabeth #melizabeth #sds

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midnightwriter21 · 11 months

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seven deadly sins incorrect quotes

AN: i dont usually write for sds but if this does well then ill start lol cause i love it sm

Meliodas: What’s up guys? I’m back. King: What the- you can’t be here. You’re dead. I literally saw you die. Meliodas: Death is a social construct. ---------------------------------------------------- Merlin: You have to apologize to King. Ban: Fine. Ban: 'Unfuck you' or whatever. ---------------------------------------------------- *Meliodas and Ban sitting in jail together* Ban: So who should we call? Meliodas: I’d call Diane, but I feel safer in jail ---------------------------------------------------- Elizabeth: I trust Meliodas. Diane: You think they know what they're doing? Elizabeth: I wouldn't go that far.

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skr-skrrr · 3 months

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Seven deadly sins

#seven deadly sins #sds #meliodas #sds meliodas #sds elizabeth #elizabeth #anime #love quotes #quote

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amberskywrites · 8 months

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Eternal

Chapter 21 - And They're Off

Chapter 1 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 22 || Masterpost | AO3 Link | FF.net Link

Fandom / Genre: Nanatsu no Taizai (Seven Deadly Sins) / Canon-Divergent and Hurt/Comfort

Pairings: Meliodas/Elizabeth, Zeldris/Gelda, Meliodas & Zeldris & Elizabeth & Gelda

Overall Story Warnings: Angst with a happy ending, Canon-typical violence, Canonical character death, Canon temporary character death, Cursed characters, Lmk if I need to add anything else!

Chapter Warnings: None, lmk if there’s anything I need to add!

Story Summary:

Eternal…

life.

reincarnation.

silence.

and chains.

For 3,000 long and painful years, these four have been doing all they can to lift their curses. They have failed, again and again and again. With only a sliver of hope left, they try once more.

Or, what if Zeldris accepted Meliodas’ offer to go with him 3,000 years ago?

The clearing was quiet, barren, and utterly too normal for any of their likings. It was impossible to feel even a hint of magic emanating from the space that was supposedly the entrance to the Necropolis.

“Well then!” Meliodas said, turning to face the group at large. Everyone was gathered in a semi-circle, minus the two kids who’d given them the instructions, still standing and just watching from the edge of the clearing. “Does anyone have someone in mind to think about?”

Zeldris swept his gaze over everyone else when no one said a word. He wouldn’t bother. There wasn’t anyone he could imagine fondly that would be in the Necropolis, knowing the few people he’d cared most for in his life were either around him now or simply just not quite dead. There wouldn’t be a point in trying to remember anyone.

Finally, Elizabeth piped up about trying to remember her mother. Meliodas’ expression tightened minutely, but to Zeldris’ relief, he relaxed once Hawk asked if she even had memories of her mother and she deflated, her hopeful expression shuttering away as she shook her head. While Zeldris felt a twinge of guilt at the face she made, he’d be a liar if he said he was disappointed she remembered nothing or relieved when Diane chimed in about someone she used to know, but she didn’t elaborate. She, Elizabeth, Hawk, and Meliodas then devolved into a debate about ghosts and whether or not accessing the Necropolis would lead to them having to interact with ghosts. Zeldris started tuning them out.

A glance at Gelda showed she was observing the others as well, though her eyes were trained on King and Ban, a tilt to her head. Zeldris, too, turned his attention to the two Sins and noted that neither seemed to be paying any attention to anyone.

King seemed more aware than Ban, his brows creasing as he stared toward the ground. Probably trying to open the Necropolis, then, but apparently not succeeding. It took Zeldris a few moments of pondering that he probably shouldn’t have needed to think of who the fairy might possibly be trying to remember. Consequently, the realization is what brought his attention to focus on Ban.

Ban had a rather blank look on his face. Zeldris’ chest tightened, his hearts suddenly feeling like they were starting to be squeezed.

The Sin of Greed was lost in his thoughts, his memories. Zeldris had no doubt what he could be thinking of, what he was reliving. He’d seen Meliodas in the exact same place too many times to count, too many times too many.

He was hit, suddenly, with the realization that seeing anyone wear that blank stare hurt.

Zeldris hadn’t noticed anything changing until the conversation between the others died out. Filling the silence was the wind, picking up speed and swirling flowers that weren’t there moments ago into the air.

It took a moment for anyone to react, too stunned at the sudden sight of a meadow of pink flowers to say anything. But then Diane exclaimed and Ban startled, blinking and finally looking around and clearly still not entirely back with them, still very much there, and the new meadow was filled with noise once more.

“Good luck finding them!” One of the kids chirped above the rising wind.

“And thanks for the food, mister!” Said the other with a wide grin, and then they were gone, obscured by the whirlwind of flowers surrounding the group.

Zeldris barely had time to process as from one moment to the next his vision was obscured by flowers to instead being obscured by bright reflective light.

Meliodas squinted once the world finally stopped spinning, the light reflected from the crystals surrounding them far too bright after suddenly seeing only darkness. He heard a hiss not far off and assumed it was Zeldris. Gelda he knew was okay from the shade that enveloped him a moment later, the vampire managing to get her bearings quicker than the rest of her family. He’d have to thank her later.

Blinking the spots away more easily now, Meliodas was able to take stock of everything and everyone.

They were in a land of smooth green and blue stone, around them the walls to a maze of crystals standing tall, but not tall enough to be considered an issue. Most were at Ban’s height, and with Diane, they’d really have no problems.

The others were recovering from the sudden environment change too, it seemed, scrubbing at their eyes or squinting around in hopes of adjusting their eyes to the light. He didn’t have to wait long before an excited gasp escaped Elizabeth as she looked around, and Hawk whistled lowly. Diane had a grin forming on her face, and it was practically infectious until she glanced down and noticed the three shrouded in darkness.

“Hey! No fair, Gelda! You didn’t shield any of the rest of us from the light!” She exclaimed, hands on her hips as Gelda dismissed the shadowy shield.

Gelda smiled apologetically at the giant. Sorry, she signed, They were closest and it was instinct. Diane huffed, practically pouting, and Meliodas couldn’t help the chuckle. Gelda glanced at him and shared the same amused smile before looking back up at Diane. Next time you’ll be the first I shield. Deal?

Diane made a decent effort to remain annoyed but caved quickly enough in the face of Gelda’s offer. “Deal!”

“Well, now we’re in the Necropolis,” Meliodas said, everyone’s attention flicking to him. “We should get a start on seeing if one of the others-” Meliodas startled when Ban jumped into motion, dashing off after some lights. Barely a second later King was flying after him, neither paying a glance to anyone else.

“What… just happened?” Hawk asked, staring after the two Sins long gone.

Zeldris sighed, and when Meliodas looked at his younger brother, he was met with a familiar tired and saddened look directed down the path Ban and King had run. Normally, said look was directed at him, and Meliodas hummed uncertainly to Hawk’s question as he tried to decipher the look.

He couldn’t help gaping at his own stupidity when it hit him why those two would chase after a spirit here. He closed his mouth with a click and shook his head. Unpack that later. For now…

“They’ll be alright,” he said, offering his most encouraging smile. A second later, Zeldris and Gelda were nodding.

“We’ll find them before we leave, or we’ll see them after we leave back in the meadow. We have a limited amount of time in here, after all,” Zeldris added.

“Right!” Meliodas clapped his hands together. “For now, we should be enough to try finding if any of us are here. Ban and King’ll be on the lookout too, I’m sure, so how about we head this way?” He gestured in the opposite direction that the two had run. If they had chased after who he thinks they did, the two Sins didn’t need the rest of them intruding on that conversation.

And so the group of six headed off.

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akystaracer22 · 6 months

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All right I'm going to go insane if I don't do this. So everyone here's the first instalment of my Archangel series. Keep in mind I am literally copy pasting what I wrote in my doc so this includes assorted HC's relevant to the fic, the plan, and a couple of snippets of conversation:

Always Four - Could Never Be Three

Estarossa had gotten captured by the four (now three) archangels, set to be executed for the crime of killing the fourth and arguably most powerful archangel. Sitting in a prison cell, he couldn’t help but notice how… familiar, everything looked. He didn’t think the architecture of the goddess realm would instil a sense of wistfulness (of home) in him more than the dark halls of the demon realm ever felt after he killed that archangel.

He also didn’t expect that watching each of the four (not four three now because he killed-) break apart in front of him would send a rush of panic and desperation he hadn’t even felt with the commandments. He didn’t expect for their animosity and vitriol to sink deep into him like longswords instead of being barely noticeable like toothpicks.

He didn’t want to care, but his heart – his thrice cursed heart that couldn’t seem to understand he was a demon – didn’t heed his desire to remain apathetic in the face of his execution.

[Part 1 of the Archangel series]

Note’s:

I’m giving archangel’s seraphine wing’s (credit to Blue Heart on Tumblr I'm in love with their wing shapes) because it creates a lot less clutter than what the fuck they have now. Also, anatomically correct wings for the goddess race. Just normal non high up goddesses have normal bird wing’s. In their baby stage the feathers are colourful, but they lose colour over the moults until they become pure white. The lighter the feathers of a goddess, the older they are.

Normal goddesses have one pair or normal wings, the archangel’s have one pair of seraphine wing’s, Elizabeth has two pairs of normal wing’s, and the Supreme Deity has two pairs of seraphine wing’s.

The Supreme Deity cares about her race, maybe not the other’s and certainly not the demon’s but her own? Of course.

The spell prevents everyone from remembering Mael too closely, but they still remember him.

Estarossa doesn’t know how he killed Mael, just that he did.

Estarossa still has his wing’s, they’re hidden with magic so while they’re invisible unless you make a magic check, they’re still there physically, he just subconsciously accounts for them.

Archangel’s promise: No matter what happens, we’ll find each other again. If one of us is captured, all of us will do whatever it takes to get them back, even if we have to fight the Demon King himself to do it.

I’m also giving Estarossa a different hairstyle to Meliodas because that hair does not flatter him. His hair is a lot longer, and for the most part he ties it back using whatever he can, scraps of cloth, vines, or sometimes even bits of leather. Whenever he tries to cut his hair his hand’s shake and he feels like he’s making a grave mistake.

Essentially, the curse doesn’t stick as well as it should. There are still bits of Mael peeking out through Estarossa and even with the dark magic infecting him it’s not enough to protect him from the demon realm. In combat against the Goddess Race, Estarossa tries to get through killing only the necessary, and mercy killing the prisoner’s.

Mael’s nicknames include Little Sun, Little Sunshine, Sunny, Sunshine, Sparrow, Sunbeam, Chickadee, Eyas, Fledgling, and more!

Mael is still a fledgling by goddess standards, as they measure age more by their wing’s than actual years, making the Archangel joining the front line’s the single most controversial decision the Supreme Deity has ever made.

Sunshine stubbornly clung to Estarossa until he was sealed with the demon race.

In order to kill a member of the goddess race, you have to slice off their wing’s and pierce their heart.

Part 1: Ludociel of Flash

Ludociel visits Estarossa before the scheduled execution, a private event because as much as he wants his brother’s killer to die, having anything related to his brother dragged out into anything resembling a celebration – like the execution of demons often are – sickened him, so after a request granted by the Supreme Deity, Estarossa’s death would be witnessed only by the royal family and her highest soldiers.

The three archangels.

Which felt like a raw wound ripped open.

So Ludociel visits Estarossa, ready to tear into the demon, and finds him staring at the ceiling of his cell. Having not noticed the archangel yet for some reason. Ludociel watches him stonily as Estarossa stares at the ceiling with an odd look in his eyes until the demon notices his presence at last. Jerking before his expression morphs into a scowl and the demon closes off.

So Ludociel starts ripping into the demon prince, now that he has the man’s attention. However, it quickly goes south for the archangel because now he’s just inviting more memories of his little brother to come back to the surface. Ludociel begins to spiral because holy shit his little brother is dead and gone and he has absolutely not coped well at all. This man just spent the entire eight months since Mael’s death on a fucking warpath alongside his fellow archangel’s to bring Estarossa to justice but now they have him and Mael’s still gone and it’s just going to shit for him emotionally.

Then Estarossa breaks the silence by saying “Nice weather we’re having by the way, really appreciate the sun on my skin.”

It breaks Ludociel from his grief and the archangel snaps that as a custom of mourning, the clouds have stayed overcast and will remain so until after Estarossa’s execution.

Without saying another word, the archangel turns around and leaves.

Part 2: Tarmiel of Ocean

Our three headed fuck visits after Ludociel, seeing how shaken up their leader was from the visit. He visits in the night when he knows the demon should be awake.

Except Estarossa is dead asleep on his stomach, snoring quietly and head turned away from the entrance of the cell.

Tarmiel is flabbergasted because he knows for a fact that Demons are for the most part nocturnal, to the point where even Meliodas, powerful as he was, could often be seen taking naps through the day when he could afford it.

So a demon just crashed out at night was unheard off.

But hey, Tarmiel’s emotional, Ludociel looked miserable, and Estarossa’s the guy Tarmiel’s gonna take his anger out on.

He raps harshly on the cell bars, waking Estarossa up and startling the demon off the bed. The demon scowls tiredly at the archangel, and Tarmiel in response scowls back and uses ocean to dump a bunch of water on Estarossa’s head.

The demon prince asks what the divine being’s problem is, and Tarmiel yells at him for both killing Mael and for making Ludociel sad. Estarossa bristles and snaps at Tarmiel that he wasn’t exactly intending that, but the idiot was getting all worked up over his brother and Estarossa just made a comment and that was it.

Tarmiel doesn’t believe him.

They both get in a shouting match with each other that results in Tarmiel leaving strangely hurt and Estarossa soaked and fighting a rising headache.

Part 3: Sariel of Tornado

Sariel notices shit. A lot of shit.

He spends the last few days before Estarossa’s execution watching the demon prince when he can. He notices a lot of things that don’t add up with Estarossa, thing’s that shouldn’t be the case.

Estarossa sleeping in the night from what Tarmiel told him wasn’t a fluke, the demon wasn’t nocturnal like his brethren. But he also stared at the architecture of his cell with something akin to fascination.

The prince also wasn’t exactly hostile, he was snarky, and bitter, and infuriating, but he wasn’t hostile. He made small talk with the maids that delivered his food while he ate, randomly added into conversations the guards had with each other without a thought. So hostile? No.

He also slept on his stomach or on his side, something demons just didn't do. They didn’t have to, and it was uncomfortable for them to do so because of their seven hearts.

Estarossa also never noticed him, his presence never seemed to trigger any sort of response. That was something he would have expected from Commandment to Commandment, like what Zeldris and Meliodas used to have, or Derieri and Monspeet. It was an implicit type of trust that allowed Sariel to be in Estarossa’s space without so much as making the demon twitch.

Sariel just spends some more time observing him, and concludes that beyond all odds, Estarossa seems to be remarkably kind for a killer.

Sariel can admit that, if nothing else and as much as Sariel hated him, Estarossa’s allegiance would have led to the swift defeat of the demon clan.

Shame the prince had to kill one of the few members of the goddess race Sariel cared about.

Part 4: Elizabeth of the Goddess Race

Elizabeth goes to Estarossa’s cell with the intent of learning more about him through conversation. She knows there is no way that she’d be able to convince her mother or the archangel’s to spare him, and Mael was her friend as well. She wants to find closure and to know who Estarossa is before he dies.

Estarossa is unusually calm, and when she asks why he just shrugs and say’s “I’m going to die, no other way around it. I’m not going to run; I’d rather just sit here and admire the architecture.”

He mentions how it’s funny that he’s so calm because he always thought that it’d feel worse than the demon realm to be in a place that’s supposed to kill him. Instead, it feels nicer than the sickly oppression of the demon realm. Here, he can breathe.

He tells Elizabeth that the demon realm is suffocating, and he’d had breathing issues that kept him off the front lines for a lot longer than they should’ve, however once he was in the war his breathing cleared up. After that his power accelerated quickly allowing him to eventually kill Mael.

The Supreme Deity’s daughter asks how he did it and Estarossa scoffs, telling her that he just defeated and killed the archangel, that simple. She asks him to elaborate because Mael was powerful, very powerful. It shouldn’t have been an easy fight.

Estarossa opens and closes his mouth a few times, struggling to come up with a satisfactory response. He doesn’t remember. He doesn’t remember how he killed the Sunshine archangel, just that he did it.

Elizabeth takes his silence for refusal and switches topic, asking Estarossa where Mael’s body is. The demon prince is confused, and the goddess reveals they never found the body, they only heard about Mael’s fall and when he didn’t return… and then Estarossa announced he was the one who killed the archangel.

Estarossa think’s back to the day, the morning was blurry, but he knows he met with Gowther after the fight, and he thinks the demon mage took care of the body. He voices as much, and Elizabeth looks bitter.

Estarossa apologises on reflex, confusing himself just as much as the princess. As an explanation he just says, “I killed him, he was my enemy, but he was your friend.”

Elizabeth leaves with more questions than answers, but Estarossa’s apology helps ease the pain of Mael’s death.

Part 5: Estarossa

Day of the execution! And Estarossa rises nice and early, the execution is scheduled to happen at midday, so he has time to wait. Once again he just chooses to spend the time staring at the architecture of the cell and thinking back on his life.

Then Ludociel shows up at his cell and Estarossa stands up and holds out his hands for the shackles. He accepts them without a word and it’s a silent affair out of the dungeons. He stops for a second to admire the castle before he’s dragged along by the older man. He mumbles under his breath that Ludociel wasn’t lying, the sky really was clouded.

He’s taken to the room he is to die in, the throne room, where he sees the supreme deity for the first time.

She’s wearing her battle adornments, her silver gauntlet’s gleaming in the light of her halo. More than the archangels, more than her daughter, she bears two pairs or seraphine wings which are spread wide in a show of strength. Pure white feather’s marking her age better than anything else could have.

Estarossa has to force himself not to bow, which is something that he didn’t think he’d have trouble with considering that not even his own father could get him to bow half the time, yet here he was, trying to remind himself that this was the enemy even if his heart screamed that he needed give her a proper bow.

Somehow, he also could see through the halo. To see her cold golden glare framing her iridescent silver locks. To how her rage presented itself on her face instead of the rest of her because it was the safest bet.

How she called for his blood as much as Ludociel or the other archangels.

Somehow the thought was comforting to him and gave him the strength to keep his head held high, kneeling for the execution.

Sariel hands Ludociel Mael’s sacred sword, which is set to fittingly be the weapon to end Estarossa. Something in the demon stir’s and whisper’s in relief “So it did get home.”

The prince doesn’t have the time to think about it, as the Supreme Deity starts talking.

She asks if he knows why he’s here, and without his voice wavering in the slightest he answers in the affirmative. She then asks him what he has to say for himself, and he pauses. Thinking his words over, before stating that he doesn’t regret his decision. He knows he’s going to die, and he has made peace with it.

The Supreme Deity makes the call, and Estarossa closes his eyes, despite the hostility in the room, he feel’s secure and comforted in his death.

He feels a force hit his neck, and for a moment it burned before nothing.

He knew theoretically what death should feel like. This wasn’t it.

He snapped his eyes open to stare in unfiltered shock, for the first time in he didn’t know how long he let the dark magic tainting his eyes black bleed away, revealing the blue of his eyes as he turned around and gaped openly at Ludociel, who was standing too close to his back for comfort.

“What in Chaos' name was that.”

Part 6: Iana, The Supreme Deity

Mael’s blade strikes Estarossa, and it doesn’t kill or even leave any injury. Naturally Iana is pissed because since when the fuck does that happen. That was Mael’s sword it doesn’t fail to kill. It just doesn’t.

Angry and thinking magic is at play, the Supreme Deity essentially cast’s a powerful version of Detect Magic on Estarossa to try and find the source.

The answer she gets is simultaneously the best news she could get at the moment and at the same time the absolute worst.

A haunting pink magic she had only seen once before has itself wrapped tightly around Estarossa, forming shackles and bindings and chains, and pinning something to his back.

That something being his wing’s.

The wings are straining against the magic bindings and quivering against Estarossa’s back, and even from here she can see and most importantly recognise them for what they are, for who they belonged to.

Because those were Mael’s wing’s, and that was Gowther’s magic suffocating him.

The Supreme Deity doesn’t ask questions, she act’s immediately. Casting her magic and knocking out Estarossa. The governor of the goddess race, much calmer than she feels and just barely keeping her sheer horror out of her voice and expression, instructs the archangel’s and her daughter to leave the room for a little bit, as she needs to confirm some thing’s.

Hesitantly and with a hint of panic, the room is vacated, and she is left along with the unconscious prisoner. Carefully, she begins to work. She works at the magic binding his wing’s in an attempt to free them, to see for herself and hoping it’s just some sick joke.

With an angry hissing crack of white and pink magic clashing, Estarossa’s wings are revealed to the world after months of being bound. Feather’s in disarray after being neglected for all that time. Light but not white, still speckled with copper and pale grey. There was no mistaking the youth of Mael’s wing’s.

Iana’s breathing shudder’s and she reinforces the sleeping spell, there was no more doubt in her mind now, Estarossa never killed Mael, he couldn’t have because as long as Estarossa breathed, Mael lived.

Thinking about it, Iana can concede, albeit bitterly, that it made sense. Her daughter managed to cause the demon clan’s greatest combatant, Meliodas of Love, to turn traitor and side with Stigma. It would be cruel irony for the Demon clan to attempt the same. Though they managed it through cruel and destructive means, tearing the young goddess who still hadn’t lost all colour in his wing’s from his home and chaining him to stay in a land slowly killing him. Forcing him to fight against his people.

The Supreme Deity has to take a moment to calm herself, and takes Estarossa to a side room, dispelling her magic and prompting him to wake up.

The goddess turned demon wakes up and scarcely registers the wing’s on his back, instead going on the resigned defensive and asking if they found a way to kill him.

Instead, the leader of the Goddess Race asks him questions.

“How many of my subjects have you killed.”

“How long have you been involved on the front lines.”

“How did you kill Mael.”

“How much contact have you had with the Commandments.”

“Why do you accept your death so easily.”

Estarossa, much to Iana’s chagrin, answers honestly and as easily as he did when he was himself.

“Seventy Six.”

“Approximately Eight Months, though I spent a week in the demon realm after killing Mael recovering.”

“... With my magic and a strategy.”

“Limited, Aside from Zeldris and a few other's, I was never inclined to be around the other commandments for long, especially after I killed Mael.”

“Why should I not? There’s no way I’m surviving, is there.”

Iana puts Estarossa to sleep again and puts together the timeline.

The battle that Mael was send to deal with was a trap likely laid by Gowther in order to isolate him and strike hard and fast to incapacitate the goddess. Then it was just a matter of keeping the archangel down while the demon mage worked his twisted magic.

After that he was kept in the demon realm to try and corrupt him further to darkness, however seemed much less successful than they likely hoped for, seeing how the fledgling still seemed at ease and his breathing slow and steady and strong in the goddess realm.

She has to fight to keep the image of Mael suffocating in the miasmic decay of the demon realm out of her head, that’s not what she needs to think about right now. Right now, she needs to focus on unravelling the magic holding her archangel in chains of shadow.

Doesn’t mean that she has no plans to keep Mael safely in the Goddess realm until he fully recovers and by no means is the archangel ever having a solo mission again in his life.

After destroying a few more fragments of Gowther’s magic the familiar orange/gold of Sunshine flicker’s along Mael’s feather’s.

Iana pauses and gingerly reaches out to the fragment of her own magic, only for it to shy away in favour of seeking something else out, she watches it clash with some other unknown darkness seeping out into her archangel’s wings and feels ice in her veins.

Estarossa of Love they called him.

Holder of the commandment that once belonged to Meliodas.

Mael is not free of the darkness and try as Sunshine might as strong as it once was Gowther’s magic weakened her own and allowed a commandment to take root in the Fledgling.

And even if she wants to, with such a delicate operation not even she is capable of simultaneously disentangling her chosen from both Gowther’s magic and a commandment.

She calls Elizabeth back into the throne room and takes her to where Mael is, explaining the situation much to the princesses mounting horror. She demands to know how that’s possible and Iana grimaces and explains that Gowther’s particular brand of magic is one seldom used, the ability to twist minds and alter memory.

Elizabeth is 110% ready to help any way she can, and Iana guides her into isolating the commandment while the Supreme Deity works of destroying Gowther’s magic. Elizabeth wonders aloud if Meliodas could help and Iana scoffs and explains that giving any demon a commandment is a recipe of disaster, in situations of crisis the Demon King could track Mael through it as it is and if the connection if strong enough, control him to some degree. Luckily for them, Mael still has Sunshine running interference and the Goddess Realm itself obscuring Mael from prying eyes.

Just a little more work and they’re both greeted by a searing headache, and the Supreme Diety knows immediately that this is the crux of the curse, she breaks this, and the rest will fall apart. She warns her daughter to be ready to extract the commandment.

Go.

Iana’s magic cracks against the curse and at the same time Elizabeth pulls at the commandment with her ark, and Gowther’s magic finally snaps.

Part 7: Mael of Sunshine

Mael wakes up in the castle infirmary and is immediately confused seeing as he was not in the goddess realm last he checked. He goes to turn over and sit up when someone moves and his eyes snap towards the waking shape of his brother, who immediately drags Mael into a death grip hug. The archangel awkwardly returns it, asking what got Ludociel so worked up, it’s not like Mael hadn’t been injured in fights before.

The archangel of flash stills before asking with a quiet voice what Mael remembers of the past eight months.

Then said past eight months come rushing back and Mael jerks against Ludociel’s hold, eye’s wide with terror as the horror at his own actions kick in.

Ludociel keep a steady grip on his little brother as the fledgling trembles.

The door to the infirmary opens and both of them turn to look at Sariel and Tarmiel standing in the doorway, staring in visible shock at the brothers.

Cue group hug.

Pulling away from them, his feather’s ruffle as he admits that on that day he didn’t think he’d get the chance to do that again, hug them that is.

Sariel in an attempt to lighten the mood, asks what it was like in hell.

Mael laughs at the dumb joke and answer’s that the Supreme Deity’s description was aptly fitting. Perhaps to a member of the Demon race it would be more hospital, but he wasn’t a demon was he.

The four go quiet before Tarmiel apologises for dumping water on his head. Twice.

Mael shakes his head and says it cleaned him up, so no harm no foul.

Eventually the elephant of the room has to be addressed, what happened that day.

Mael goes silent before starting his recount of events. He’d arrived on scene to be greeted by none other than Gowther the doll. He’d gotten cocky, so used to being able to go toe to toe with Meliodas himself that he just rushed into the fight to get it over and done with.

Then an invasion arrow struck him in the neck and the doll pushed him to the ground. The demon mage himself was revealed to have fired the arrow and before he knew it the arrow turned into chain’s, shackling him, and preventing him from moving. They were especially tight around his wing’s.

The archangel fluffs out his wing’s just to prove to himself that he could.

He finishes by saying that funnily enough he woke up in the Demon King’s infirmary and his breath was a rattly wheeze, the most terrifying part looking back was the way the apparent breathing problem didn’t concern him at all. He just thought it was normal.

That and the commandments, that was also terrifying in retrospect.

Ludociel apologises quietly for attempting to kill him and Mael startles before shouting that Ludo didn’t know. It wasn’t his fault. If anything, it was Gowther’s fault that this happened. Not only that but Mael himself didn’t even remember, how could they have.

“I’m your brother, I should have recognised you!”

“…oh. So that’s what this is about.”

“… Mael-”

“I think you did, at least subconsciously.”

“Mael-!”

“No no no guy’s let me finish! I think all of you, at least to some degree recognised what was going on. You three could have easily killed me on that battlefield. I’ve seen what Ocean, Flash, and Tornado can do together; I should have been torn apart that day. Even with Sunshine I should be dead. But I’m not! And I was in possession of the commandment of Love, a commandment that, as a professional at dealing with said commandment, decrees that anyone who holds hatred in their heart will be unable to afflict harm on anyone else.”

“Our graces-”

“Are supposed to protect us from the commandments yes, but I myself was afflicted with the commandment, which means that it was probably able to adapt over the months to be able to effect even you guys. Deep in your heart you knew I was still in there under that curse. And in the end you saved me!”

“That’s a little wishful thinking there sunshine.”

“Probably, but it’s a nice thought. Especially since if you left it too late I could have still died.”

“…”

“I was slowly suffocating to death from the demon realm, if the war continued, I could have either died from being in the demon realm for too long, or one side would’ve won while I was still on the wrong team. You three saved me that day.”

“But-”

“You fulfilled the oath.”

“…what?”

“The oath, you know: no matter what happens, we’ll fight the demon king and anyone else to save each other? You guys technically fulfilled the oath without even knowing it. So what it was a little unorthodox.”

“… I can’t believe you.”

“Me neither.”

Then the door opens once again, and this time Iana and Elizabeth both arrive, immediately Mael bows as best as he can while bedridden. The familiar action soothing something inside of him that wanted to do so in the face of his own execution.

Iana’s feather’s settle when she sees him, and Mael relaxes minutely at the Supreme Deity’s relief.

She expresses her gratefulness that it seems Sunshine was able to do the rest of the work she needed it to, burning out the remains of the dark magic well enough.

Mael just blurts out “I never bowed” which confuses everyone prompting him to elaborate.

He explains that during those eight months, he never bowed to anyone. Not the commandments, not to his “superiors” and not even to the Demon King. None of them could get him to bow. He laughs bitterly and finishes by stating that even if he forgot who he was, he still somehow knew where his loyalty laid.

Iana shakes her head and explains that the heart forgets thing’s much harder than the mind, something Gowther was never able to understand. Perhaps if the demon mage was more empathetically inclined, the man’s ruse would have never uncovered. Luckily that was not so.

Mael spreads one of his wing’s and winces as the dull pain that accompanies the movement, he mutters mournfully that the wing binding still had an impact on him. His wings are dangerously weak and haven’t been preened in eight months, something members of the goddess race have to do twice daily.

He huffs a sad laugh and surmises he’ll be grounded until his wings can recover at least.

Elizabeth points out he’ll be grounded for a lot longer than that all thing’s considered and Mael winces.

#seven deadly sins #worldbuilding #writing #sds mael #ludociel #sds #sds sariel #tarmiel #sds elizabeth #supreme deity #archangel series

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I just couldnt merge the two series so I made separate ones. To be fair, I haven’t really read 4koa so my opinion may be misguided but whatever (and I also haven’t watched 7ds in a while also, so…) PLEASE hear me out anyway😭🙏

I don’t have much to say about favorite character, I’m literally in love with Howzer and I’ve never loved a character as much as him. for Chion, he’s just an asshole and that’s enough for me. He has a lot of potential as a character and I’m really excited for him in the series, I would not be his friend IRL though because he would literally be the worst person to be around. And you know what, everyone can hate him but I will always appreciate him😚💖Gilthunder, Diane and Donny are runner ups for fav character!

To be honest, I don’t TOTALLY dislike Ban but…idk. I don’t like him very much, but not only for the very obvious Elaine related reasons. Something he did at the beginning of 7ds kinda stuck with me, when he tried to kill Meliodas to get Elaine back. I guess it’s supposed to be, like, heartbreaking that he wants his woman back so bad he’d kill his best friend???? Mid battle???? Like girl this is not about you rn😭 Idk if my friend tried to kill me to get her boyfriend back, I think I’d have to kill her idk that’s just me😭 and I’m really sorry to the Ban fans because I know he’s a good character and I get that he becomes a better friend later, that scene just stuck with me though

I feel like this might not be a super unpopular opinion but I didn’t really like Escanor at first. Ig I just didn’t really care about him. I like his night time self, he’s very sweet and dorky. The thing I like about SUPER confident and cocky characters is them getting taken down a notch, which he was, twice, so it’s fine. For Tristan, I’m so sorry but I really didn’t care for him at all😭 Before I read most of the scenes with him in it, I thought he was SOOOO bland and boring. Like, he was just nice, and loved, and that’s it. He seems like a character that thinks everything is his fault, which isnt a problem with him or his character, I just don’t really like characters like that. I like that he looks more like Elizabeth, I think that’s nice. Anyway I like him now and I think he’s more complex than I thought before!

I dislike Guinevere for the obvious reasons that everyone hates her for so I don’t have much to say😭I guess to cover the least favorite ship category, I don’t like her and Lancelot together and that one scene was super weird. I like her design tbh, she’s super cute, but yeah…

I honestly don’t dislike Veronica, I just like her design more than her herself😭She’s super caring and sweet, and loyal, just very abrasive sometimes. When she interacts with people and her family especially, you can tell that she really cares, even if she’s kinda mean. Anyway I love da bob and her dress, it’s very cute😌 on the flip side, I like Tioreh herself WAY more than her design. I honestly cannot pin down what I don’t like about her design, I just really really don’t like it😭 I’m sorryyyyyy

For the fav ships, I don’t have too much explaining to do (I’m gonna keep saying that and I’m lying every single time). For Gilthunder x Howzer, I just really love the friends to lovers trope. Although a One-sided! Howzer x Gilthunder is probably more realistic. Anyway I love their friendship as it is :) To be honest I never liked rivals to lovers until this Chion x Donny phase I have going on right now, I have no explanation for this I just think they’re cute.

Elizabeth is super sweet, and honestly I don’t mind her voice, she is such a caring friend. Jade is just like, the most normal character I think ever so I would be his friends irl, probably😭

I would NOT be friends with Gowther, I feel like he would expose me so often, and like, one of my biggest fears is that someone is reading my mind, so he’s literally my nightmare, and I don’t wanna know him😭

Anyway I’m done yapping now, thank you for reading this if your at this point lol

#nanatsu no taizai #seven deadly sins #four knights of the apocalypse #4koa #sds elizabeth #4kota chion #ban nnt

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