I just posted a bunch of new fics on my AO3 account, so here I am! Shamelessly advertising!
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"Forgiveness" is the second work in my "Brothers" series, because I need more communication and bonding between those boys.
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"Why?"
"What?"
"Why do I still care about you, you bastard? I watched you die, and that should have felt good. You're supposed to be my enemy. But I just felt cold, and when you came back, I was relieved!" He grit his teeth, eyes flashing with unshed tears. Meliodas parted his lips slightly, face losing its hard edge.
"Zeldris…"
"Why did you leave me??" He finally blurted out. He brought a fist up to his chest and gripped the cloth there, tears finally leaking from his eyes. "Why did you leave me?? Have you regretted it? Even for a second??"
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"Pomegranate" is a story in which Elizabeth accidentally takes a step to initiate courting in demon tradition. Meliodas doesn't stop her.
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She shoved a hard, red fruit in front of her, about a foot away from him, and blushed furiously, refusing to meet his eyes. "Ah-" He made a tiny, startled noise, and looked between her and it with wide eyes. She flushed even more, somehow, and wavered. "I- sorry, this was stupid, I'll just, I'll just go." She moved to beat a hasty retreat, but he snapped out of it and reached out, laughing quietly. "No, wait- Elizabeth, hold on." She paused, still embarrassed, and allowed him to reel her in by the gentle grip he had on her wrist. The pomegranate was held half against her chest by her other hand. He smiled. " Thank you , Elizabeth. Pomegranates do grow in the Underworld, last I knew. It's just rare to see them this far North, and I was surprised. Just give me a minute to finish this first, ok? Go ahead and sit down."
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"Vorago" has got to be the one I'm most proud of, so far. Not-Hendrickson releases the demon clan in the middle of Liones, but instead of attacking or fleeing, the demons seem almost... kind.
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They didn't speak, just stared at him for a minute. The silver haired one finally broke the silence, pointing to Elizabeth, who was staring with frightened eyes, hands pressed against the gash in her stomach. "You did this?"
"Yes, Prince Estarossa."
Before anyone could blink, he was hit in the face by a fist and sent flying backwards. The black haired one still had his arm partially extended, glaring at him. "Pr-Prince Zeldris?"
"Shut up. We'll deal with you in a minute."
He went over to Elizabeth and knelt down next to her, putting a careful hand on her shoulder. "May I see your wound? I won't hurt you." She stared at him for a minute, eyes calculating, before finally nodding and shifting, wincing as she did so. She uncurled a little and removed her hand. He investigated it carefully, gently prodding at and murmuring an apology when she hissed. "Good news is no organs are damaged, it's just a flesh wound. Still, we need to get that cleaned and wrapped, and soon." He slid an arm under her shoulder and picked her up, his other arm going under her legs. Estarossa, meanwhile, was glaring down the other demons, ordering them to stand down and await further instructions.
So yeah, anyways, please read my stuff, and if you leave me comments, or maybe even share/reblog, I will love you forever, thaaaaannnkkkss!
