Sharing Session

Mael x Fem!Reader

Request via anon

Content Warnings: unrequited love, previous fighting mentioned, drinking, kissing, spoilers for season 3 events

You glanced in the direction of Ban and Elaine before turning your attention back to your drink. Tiny droplets of red wine clung to the rim of the glass and you focused on them trying to ignore the familiar ache in your chest. He was happy, that’s all you wanted right? Even so you couldn’t ignore the burning as you heard him laugh his wonderful laugh. He sat so happily next to her and she sat next to him just as joyfully. You had loved him for so long and yet he only had eyes for Elaine…

Your thoughts were interrupted when someone sat in the chair next to you. Assuming it was Diane or perhaps even Gowther you forced a smile and looked over at the person next to you. You were caught off guard to see fluffy white wings, wavy silvery-white hair, and blue eyes- Mael. “Mind if I sit here for a little while?” he asked. “Go ahead,” you replied, glancing over at Ban and Elaine again subconsciously before turning your attention back to your drink. “Hey y/n?” Mael said. You hummed in response. “I’m really sorry. I know that doesn’t fix anything, but I truly am. I’m sorry for hurting you, and your friends, and countless others.” You looked at him and his eyes spoke nothing but true genuine remorse for his actions, he truly regretted everything that had happened.

“Everything is fixed now Mael, you do know that right?” you found yourself saying. He looked at you so you continued, “the Demon King is dead now and you're you again.” You paused for a moment. “Mael, Estarossa wasn’t you at all. You may have been him but he was never you. Everything was the result of magic, you truly aren’t that person.” After that you both sat in silence a bit before light-hearted and friendly conversation began between the two of you. Still you couldn’t help the occasional glance at Ban and Elaine’s table. You watched Ban and the fairy get steadily drunker and more giggly. Your glances however did not go unnoticed by Mael.

“Why do you keep looking over there,” he asked in an oddly soft and slightly curious tone. He had a slight suspicion as he recognized the look on your face, but he didn’t want to assume things. You tore your eyes away from Ban and Elaine and looked at him. Everyone had seen how he acted towards Elizabeth the day you all fought, and even though you didn’t know the full story it was obvious he had fallen for her and she for someone else. Maybe it was the fact you were slightly tipsy or the fact he had asked so tenderly and with such knowing curiosity, or maybe it was the fact you felt he could relate, regardless you found yourself opening your mouth. “Well it’s sort of a long story…”

After you said that he suggested that perhaps you guys should leave the room to avoid being overheard. So you ended up in a vacant room of the Boar Hat sitting across from each other, both of you in separate plush chairs. You sat in silence for a while, him waiting patiently as you thought over what you could say. He didn’t pressure you to start talking, just looked at you with a soft look. You found yourself telling him everything. How you and Ban grew up together, how you came to love him, and how painful it was that he didn’t love you the same way. He listened, giving you his full attention without a single ounce of judgment passing over his features. You didn’t notice the tears falling softly down your cheeks until he was out of his chair, his sleeve was over his hand and carefully wiping your face.

When you finished speaking and the tears had stopped falling so heavily you looked at him. You didn’t see pity but understanding, which helped you feel a little better. You found yourself asking about Elizabeth without thinking. To your surprise he began to share his story. He told you about how he had been treated, how Elizabeth had been different, how badly it hurt when he saw she loved Meliodas. Unchecked tears fell down his face and you found your sleeve over your hand this time. By the time he had finished you realized how alike your stories were and how alike your suffering was. You both comforted each other in a way that no other person could offer; by truly, and completely, understanding. You ended up hugging each other in the center of the room. It was a warm and firm hug like you were each trying to hold each other together. When you pulled apart you found that you felt a little more whole again. Looking at him you could tell he felt the same way. You found yourself thinking that perhaps you had found yourself a new friend.

A couple days later he came to visit again. You chatted more light heartedly than the other day and you found out that he was strangely good at making you laugh. Eventually you were visiting each other almost everyday. Sometimes you’d drink with the sins, go for walks, or play games. Other times when one (or both) of you were upset you would comfort each other. You found over time the Ban and Elaine situation hurt less, but you couldn’t pinpoint why. Well until one day. You and Mael were sitting on the bed in your room. You were mostly just chatting happily and chilling. Eventually Mael started telling you about a book he happened to come across the other day. You had learned at some point that he was an avid reader, as well as someone who enjoyed art. While he was telling you about the book you found yourself watching him more intently than usual. His face held the same gentle expression as always, his eyes were nearly shining (although perhaps it was the lighting), and he wore a calm smile that you had come to love. Love. That was why the Ban and Elaine situation had hurt a little less. You had fallen in love again, but this time with Mael.

You continued to hang out with him normally. However, today Mael had seemed strangely anxious when he asked if you wanted to stargaze tonight. Perhaps he was worried about a mission or something. You resolved to ask him about it later. But now was later, and Mael had taken you to a spot on a hill where the stars seemed infinite in all directions. He still seemed nervous, even as he began to point out constellations to you. You waited until he took a breath to ask him about it. “Hey Mael?” “Yes, y/n?” “What’s got you so edgy?” To your surprise he looked away. He told you everything and you told him everything, so it was weird for him to be so avoidant. You were about to reassure him that he didn’t have to tell you if he didn’t want to when he spoke up. “Actually, I called you to ask you something.” You couldn’t see that his cheeks were tinted pink in the dark and for that he was glad. “Go ahead,” you replied softly, worried about his earlier evasion. He mumbled something too low for you to understand. You hummed in a way you did when asking someone to speak up. He finally looked at you and only then did you see his blush in the reflection of the stars and the way his eyes shone with adoration, “I’ve fallen in love with you,” he repeated gently. A whirlwind of emotions hit you at once. Comfort, relief, and happiness. “I am in love with you Mael,” you replied.

Once you gave him permission he pulled you into his arms like you were the most beautiful and delicate thing in the world. He littered you in praise, soft kisses to your hair, and whispered “I love you”s for a while; then everything fell to a peaceful calm. You both watched the stars holding each other tightly to reassure yourselves that this wasn’t a dream and that the other was really there. Many happy tears were shed by both of you. You had found in each other something both of you thought you may never get: unconditional mutual love.

the fact that we never got a 1 on 1 Ludociel vs Estarossa fight just saddens me every time I think about it. The rampant anger turning into slow realization then chilling despair would have been so cool to see. For all the shit Ludo has done I think nakaba should have hurt him some more. Lost potential if anything.

also colors suck.

(once again) nnt as cursed images

You’ll never guess who’s hyperfixation is back

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I, as someone who read the whole SDS manga before season 3 started airing because I was that sick and tired of waiting, hate how little fanfiction there is for the archangels.

We have sins as family, we have commandments as family, give me archangels as family goddamnit. Hell half the jobs already done for you, slander Ludociel all you want he so clearly cares deeply for his little brother.

Also I really think it’s criminal that there is only two fics for Ludociel x Hendrickson on Ao3 because I can’t be the only one that thinks they were a little gay for each other right??? Like we can admit there is just a little chemistry.

I legitimately have 4 book plots ready (can’t for the life of me write a book but I’ve typed out the general outline) that is canon divergence archangel centric fics but holy shit I wish there was more for me to actually read.

If you have any please send them my way I really really want to read them!!!

MVP Sun Boi☀️🌤️

“After the events of the holy war, Mael travels Britannia, providing aid when needed and protecting those who he had hurt”

I like the idea of Mael being a wanderer, I feel like he would enjoy the peacefulness of traveling by himself.

The Song above is something that (me personally) reminds me of Mael. IT IS AN ABSOLUTE BOP and I 1000000% recommend listening to it. I think it might be the lovely voice that reminds me of Mael, I’m not too sure.

Have a wonderful day/night everyone🌞☁️

STORIES FOR LOSERS TO READ:

THINGS ABOUT PERCIVAL:

PERCIVAL'S HELMET LOOKS LIKE THE HEAD OF A DICK!!!!

HE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO CLEAN HIS ASS, SO WHEN HE SHIT, HE PUT ON HIS PANTS NORMALLY, AND THEN WEARED THEM FOR ANOTHER TWO WEEKS, AT LEAST!!!!!

HE STINKS LIKE URINE

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TARMIEL IS ALL THE FAIRIES' Pimp:

WITH HIS THREE GENITALS HE CAN HAVE THREE AT ONCE

TARMIEL IS ELAINE'S Pimp!!!!!!

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MAEL WAS FROM HOSPICE, THAT'S WHY HIS CLOTHES ARE WHITE BECAUSE HE WEARS A STRAIGHT JACKET!!!!!

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DO YOU REALIZE THAT ZELDRIS ALWAYS LOOKS LIKE HE IS ANNOYED ABOUT SOMETHING?? SO, IT'S BECAUSE HE USES ANAL PLUG!

AS ABOVE, SO BELOW [1]

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death Fandoms: 七つの大罪 - 鈴木央 | Nanatsu no Taizai | The Seven Deadly Sins Characters: Estarossa, Mael, Original Female Characters, Original Male Characters, Moth (OC) Relationships: Estarossa/Moth, Implied Mael/Moth Tags: Alternate Universe, Romance, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, Slowburn, Alternate Universe - Demon Hunters, Horror Summary: There's a thin line that separates the planes, and a delicate balance to be kept. Moth, a demon hunter with a dark past, works to put any creature that harms a mortal back underground. Yet when her encounter with a devil hound ends with a strange mark on her wrist and seductive whispers in the dark, she finds her circle of trust growing smaller and the world more dangerous. The devil is playing his fiddle, and the tune is as alluring as it is lethal. [A vaguely modern AU in which Moth is a demon hunter, Mael is a priest, and Estarossa is a prince of hell.]

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The city is suffocating. Weathermen offer apologies full of self-deprecation as the heatwave they swore would pass the city by digs in its claws like a cat curling up for a long nap. The air is thick and oppressively humid; hair and clothes stick, sweat-damp, to anyone unlucky enough to find themselves outdoors, while air conditioning units and fans chug to bring a semblance of relief to those taking refuge. Children idle indoors, dogs pant and sprawl in what little shade they can find, and the streets shimmer. There is no birdsong. No traffic. There is only the low, persistent hum of machinery pushed to its limit and the quiet rumble of distant thunder, too far off to yet be a true threat.

Yet covered in dirt and clots of blood and the remnants of a rather unfortunate cat, Moth finds that she cares little about the heat. In fact, she almost hopes that her heart gives out. Dying would be preferable to the hours-long trek through back alleys to reach her home while mud dries into another layer of skin, and even breathing as shallowly as she can through her nose she can still  taste the rank odor emanating from her ruined clothing.

Her boots squelch as she trudges down another narrow path. The viscera coating the soles is fast turning to glue where it comes into contact with the overly warm cement, and that faux glue is in turn slowly peeling her shoes apart. She reaches up to brush an errant lock of hair from her face and black flakes shake from her like fleas.

Fucking kelpie, she thinks, and kicks a can viciously.

Read the rest on A03!

My pinterest feed greeted me with this beautiful art

A Disease of Love

Pairing: Mael x Reader

Request via anon. This is the second fic of my angst event.

Content Warnings: Hanahaki Disease, Kissing, Blood, Anger, Angst with a Happy Ending, Arguing

You lay in bed staring at the ceiling. You had to get up soon, but your chest hurt so bad. Suddenly you broke out into another coughing fit. Blood and rose petals covered your hands when you were done coughing, painting a beautiful but gruesome picture. Hanahaki disease, you remembered. That’s what you were told you had. The doctor offered to perform a surgery, but in order for it to be a success you had to lose your feelings for the person you loved most. Mael. You decided you’d rather spend your final weeks loving Mael than spend a life unable to. Speaking of Mael, you had planned to meet with him today. He had been wanting to see you a lot more often lately. Not that you minded. Even though you were sick, you wanted to see him every second if you could. You forced yourself out of bed. It's time to get ready.

You and Mael were supposed to meet at a small cafe. When you arrived he was already waiting for you. He looked at you with kind eyes. If only he loved me back, you thought. You thought about how it would feel to be loved by him. To know you’d see him every day. To buy him flowers, and have him buy you some. To cuddle. You held back a cough. It caused torrents of pain to rip through your chest. It must have shown on your face because Mael suddenly looked concerned. “Are you okay y/n?” he asked. You forced a smile and reassured him you were fine.

After you both ordered drinks Mael began to tell you about a recent book he read. You listened intensely, mostly because of how excited he was. When the drinks arrived Mael paused to take a sip of his. He had ordered something with vanilla, like always. You smiled. You knew his orders like the back of your hand. You wondered if he knew yours. Probably not, you thought, he’s not in love like I am. Suddenly a pained look appeared on Mael’s face. You asked him what was wrong. He assured you he was fine.

A little while later you and Mael decided to paint each other using watercolors. You were in a field now, one full of daisies. You decided to paint Mael first. He looked peaceful among the flowers. Oddly peaceful. To the point it was errie. Regardless you painted him. After you finished you began to pick some flowers. You fashioned them into a crown and placed it on Mael’s head. He smiled at you. You then stayed still as he painted you.

Later that night Mael was walking you home when he began to cough. You grew concerned, especially when you saw blood. While you insisted he show you his hand he resisted. When he finally gave in you saw something horrific. Petals. You could only muster up one word, “who?” Mael shook his head. You shook him. “You have to get the surgery.” “I… can’t,” he replied. Suddenly you felt tears running down your cheeks. “Yes you can, and you have to!” you insisted. Suddenly the situation exploded. You were pleading, and he was insisting he wouldn’t. Finally, all you felt you could do was scream at him. He stayed quiet the whole time you did. After you finish, you regret it. It just hurt. He was in the same situation as you. He was in love with someone who didn’t love him back. You loved him so much, and this basically confirmed he didn’t love you back. After you were done screaming at him he didn’t say anything. He just walked away.

It was a week later. You haven’t seen Mael since the argument. Suddenly you hear a knock at the door. You open it to find Ludociel. A very angry Ludociel. He kept saying things you didn’t quite understand. You were so sick you could barely move, much less listen to him. Was this about the argument you had with Mael? Suddenly you collapsed into coughs. Ludociel looked at you in shock. You felt your vision blur. “Mael..” you whispered. A strange look passed over Ludociels face. It was one you couldn’t exactly read. Suddenly, Ludociel was supporting you so you wouldn’t fall. He didn’t look angry anymore just… relieved?

You didn’t remember passing out until you were regaining consciousness. You were lying on a bed somewhere. You were in so much pain that you didn’t feel like moving. Suddenly you saw Mael. He was sitting in a chair beside you, waiting for you to wake up. When he saw you were awake he smiled softly. “Is it true?” he asked. You just looked at him confused. “Do you really love me too?” All you could do was nod. At that moment two things happened. The pain in your chest went away and Mael politely asked to kiss you. You agreed eagerly. The two of you shared a brief but passionate kiss before he pulled away. “Why don’t we have a picnic to celebrate?” Mael happily said. Despite feeling a little weak you agreed. During the picnic you two joked and had fun optomistic of your future togather. Perhaps, you could even say, you had a fairytale ending.

Happy birthday babygirl, thankfully i didn't forget this time (I totally did)

I had to take this liberty

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Uh oh, my multishipping tendencies are showing

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