#nnt fanfiction

[justyouraverageotaku]

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.

[overlyimmersed]

I'm still depressed so...

I'm not like...a great writer. Big narratives and long stuff kind get passed me, but I like to write little bits. Just moments that play out in my head and if I'm quick enough I can catch them and get them down. And by the time I think enough about it to realize I want to write it down, I've generally forgotten the beginning, or they didn't actually have a beginning and just started randomly, so I can't really...put it into a structured fic. Anyway I wrote these, I hope they're at least cute.

"Yeah, whatever!" Helbram calls back, as he hovers in the entrance to the willow tree hollow he shares with his family, the last word in a conversation with the friend he'd been playing with that afternoon. With that he turns his attention to the room inside, glancing around to see if anyone else is home. Her wings catch his attention first, as they often do, the bright magenta stands out against the browns and greens of the hollow. Plus, her back is to him so of course he'd see her wings first.

His partner, Maranwe, is standing in the little kitchenette type area of the room, in front of the stone stove. It looks like she's stirring something.

He smiles and flits over behind her, wraps his arms around her waist and kisses between her wings, causing them to flutter a little. He smirks against her skin and look up, knowing he'll see her looking over her shoulder at him.

And indeed she is, a small smile half obscured by her shoulder. "What do you think you're doing?" she asks, the amusement in her voice making the question rhetorical.

He grins and moves up to kiss her cheek. She accepts it before turning back to her task. He tightens his hold a little, drawing the two of them close so his chest is pressed between her wings, and he can look over her should to watch. The contents of the pot she's stirring is red and bubbling, a sweet smell wafting up from it.

"Smells good. What are you making?"

"Oh, I don't know." she sighs, "I'm just sort of experimenting. I think it's going to wind up being a syrup or something. I was going for something thicker, but it's kind of not working with me."

"Well I bet it'll taste good." there's a subtle eagerness to his tone that makes her chuckle. He likes when she experiments with cooking, and even if it doesn't turn out the way she wants, she'll probably come up with some clever and yummy way to use it. He just hopes he'll get some before the twins find it. ~*~ ---- ~*~

Helbram scoops Maranwe up into his arms and blows a raspberry against her neck, eliciting a string of shrieky giggles. He laughs with her, and as they settle down his gaze glides casually from her face down her body taking in little details. He can see most of her at once in this position, sort of scrunched up with one of his arms under her knees and other around her back, just below her wings -humans call it 'bridal style' if he remembers right. The glint of afternoon sunlight off the bell around her neck, her cute little skirt bunched up, showing more of her thighs. As he picks out details to admire, offenses become apparent too, little slashes of red and blotches of black and blue. Cuts, scrapes and bruises dot her legs and the one arm he can see, it's easy to assume the other looks the same.

"Scuffed yourself up today, huh?" he asks

"No more than usual." the tone is as simple as the answer, and he glances at her eyes. She isn't hiding anything or trying to downplay. His brow furrows a little and his eyes return to the limbs in his field of view, only now picking out the half faded scars and green bruises mixed among the fresher wounds. He's not surprised exactly, she's always been a little careless, a little clumsy. She flies so fast and so recklessly sometimes, and usually used collisions to stop. But he's annoyed with himself for never seeing the consequences. He spends so much time watching her, so much time touching her, so much attention so he won't overlook the emotional pain she's so prone to, how has he missed physical injuries?

"I'm fine." she says, drawing his attention back to her face. Impulsively his eyes search there for injuries as well, though they don't find any.

"You've gotta be more careful." he says, tipping his head to kiss a bruise on her forearm.

[dxncingwithastrxnger]

Ko-Fi!! || AO3

Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba

[Inotan]

One-Shots:

-one single thread of gold tyin' me to you

-i knew from the first time, i'd stay for a long time

-baby, we're just reckless kids

Series:

-i can tell that we're going to destroy one another

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

~*~

[Sanemi Shinazugawa]

One-Shots:

Series:

Drabbles:

-you and me here, underneath the mistletoe (gn!reader)

Headcanons:

LoZ: BOTW/TOTK

[Sidlinkona]

One-Shots:

Series:

-falling for your eyes, but they don’t know me yet

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

NNT/4KOTA

[Trislance]

One-Shots:

Series:

-in the middle of the darkest night

-i’m gonna make this place your home

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

[Lancelot]

One-Shots:

Series:

-maybe i just wanna be yours (GN!Reader)

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

[Melizabeth]

One-Shots:

Series:

-i’m gonna make this place your home

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

Marvel

[Bucky Barnes]

One-Shots:

-lightning (F!Reader)

-sweater weather (M!Reader)

Series:

-irresistible (M!Reader)

Drabbles:

-i don’t wanna live forever (GN!Reader)

-isn’t it lovely? (F!Reader)

-train wreck

Headcanons:

[Natasha Romanoff]

One-Shots:

-these kinds of mornings (F!Reader)

Series:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

[Stucky]

One-Shots:

Series:

-if tomorrow you won’t be mine

Drabbles:

-40s stucky

Headcanons:

[IronWinter]

One-Shots:

Series:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

-cat dads

[Sambucky]

One-Shots:

Series:

Drabbles:

-all i know

Headcanons:

Supernatural

[General]

One-Shots:

-little moments

Series:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

MLB

[Marichat]

One-Shots:

Series:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

Stranger Things

[Mileven]

One-Shots:

-a traditional question

Series:

-the history of us (Mileven Week 2022)

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

[Joyce & El]

One-Shots:

Series:

Drabbles:

-make this place your home

Headcanons:

[Robin Buckley]

One-Shots:

-you are my home, my home for all seasons (F!Reader)

Series:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

[Mike Wheeler]

One-Shots:

Series:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

-general

[winterlogysblog]

FOUR KNIGHTS OF THE APOCALYPSE FANFIC || THERAPIST

Title: Therapist

Summary: Sometimes you just need someone to talk to or hear your thoughts.

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Written After the events of Chapter 80

Tristan, Lancelot, Gawain, and Percival together with their companions stood in front of Meliodas after everything had settled down.

"As you have experienced, this is the type of foe you'd be facing but let me get this straightened out, what Arthur has shown on the battlefield today is nowhere near the extent of his full power. Gawain, I believe you know this." Meliodas spoke. "Arthur has declared war and Liones and the rest of The Seven Deadly Sins will do our best to train you to your full potential. It's the same with your companions, we are stronger in numbers after all."

The group grinned in anticipation, especially Gawain.

"In other news, I have received a report from Galehaut."

A small smile appeared on Lancelot's face.

"He has found the master craftsman Dubs. I told him to return to the Fairy King's Forest for the time being since their presence would cause trouble during the battle, he'll be returning here by tomorrow morning."

"Who is this Galehaut and master craftsman?" Gawain asked.

"I remember Lancelot mentioning Dubs before," Donny added.

"Galehaut is also one of the Holy Knights here in Liones, I sent him to find Dubs so he could help us with our battle with Camelot," Meliodas responded. "Dubs is the one who made the coffin of eternal darkness and the sacred treasures of The Seven Deadly Sins."

"And you think that his appearance during the battle would catch Arthur's interest and therefore wanting him to make weapons for his knights," Anne stated.

Meliodas nodded. "That's my main worry."

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Morning arrived and Percival is excited about training and so is everyone else.

"TRISTAN!!~" A figure ran towards the prince with a huge smile on his face.

"Galehaut, you're back." Tristan smiled.

"Yeah, yeah I am." Galehaut chuckled. "I wanna meet the other knights."

"Of course." Tristan nodded and walked towards Gawain, Galehaut following right behind him.

"Hey! Guys!!" Tristan called their attention.

"Everyone, meet Galehaut, he's the one that da- I mean father talked about yesterday." Tristan said.

"I expected him to be a bit older," Gawain said.

"Pleased to meet you too." Galehaut chuckled and offered his hand for Gawain to shake.

Gawain reluctantly took his hand. "Nice grip." Galehaut smiled.

"My name is Gawain." Gawain smiled.

"My name is Percival, nice to meet you." Percival smiled and offered his hand as well and Galehaut gladly took it.

"Well, aren't you adorable." Galehaut giggled.

"These are my friends, that's Nasiens, Donny, and Anne."

"Is this the crew that you found Lance?" Galehaut asked the blonde.

"Yeah." Lancelot nodded.

"Interesting, I wanna know what you guys can do."

"We're really not that good." Donny chuckled nervously.

"I think you're underestimating yourself, for a guy who just learned the true nature of their magic, you're pretty good," Galehaut said.

"I guess." Donny scratched his head not realizing what just happened.

"Hold on, did you just-"

"You can read minds too!!" Percival exclaimed in glee.

"It's what fairies do." Galehaut shrugged and it dawned on him. He looked over at the blonde who gave him a look and he returned the favor.

The two stood there in silence but based on their faces they seem to be having a conversation of some kind.

"Guys, you're doing it again." Tristan sighed.

Galehaut and Lance tend to have telepathic communications because they can both read hearts.

"My bad, hehehe." Galehaut chuckled.

"So you're a fairy? You surely don't look like one." Gawain said.

"Yeah, I get that a lot." Galehaut nodded.

"Lancelot is too."

"Yup." Galehaut nodded. "Still can't believe he didn't tell you though."

"I believe it doesn't matter." Lancelot butted in.

"Right." Galehaut rolled his eyes.

"So, Tris, tell me what did I miss." He shifted his gaze back to Tristan. "Uncle Meliodas wouldn't let me show up to the battle, I want the details, who did you fight? Who did Lancelot fight? Who did Lancelot kill?"

Tristan chuckled and stopped Galehaut from asking more questions and started catching him up on the recent events.

"And that's all."

"That's a lot."

"It really is." Tristan nodded.

Galehaut placed a hand over Lancelot's shoulder. "It's gonna be alright Lance, this is a lot for you but you're not alone in this battle and you know that." He spoke with a soft tone. Lancelot looked at him and smiled a bit.

"What's going on?" Donny asked, confused by the sudden turn of events.

"Galehaut is one of the only people I know that understands Lancelot, he keeps a lot of things to himself, Galehaut can read hearts just like him so it's easy for him to know what he's feeling," Tristan answered. "I'm kinda jealous, I wish I know what's going on in his head.

"You know what. You can punch something, and release all that pent-up aggression. I can make a boulder you can punch, if you want I can put Arthur's face in it if it makes you feel better." Galehaut offered.

"That would actually help."

Galehaut smiled and did exactly what he said, a boulder with Arthur's face erupted from the ground.

"A bit comical but if it helps, I won't stop you." He said.

Lancelot cracked his knuckles and punched the boulder as hard as he could. It shattered into pieces, and Percival, Donny, Anne, and Nasiens heard Lancelot laugh for the first time.

"Thanks." Lancelot smiled at Galehaut.

"That's what I'm here for."

"I'm his incredibly unpaid therapist." Galehaut turned over to Percival and the others.

"I'm your cousin, I don't need to pay," Lancelot interjected.

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Rushed one-shot, hope you like it

[jacklynnfrost]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 七つの大罪 - 鈴木央 | Nanatsu no Taizai | The Seven Deadly Sins - Suzuki Nakaba (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Elizabeth Liones/Meliodas Characters: Meliodas (Nanatsu no Taizai), Elizabeth Liones, Merlin (Nanatsu no Taizai), Baltra Liones, Gelda (Nanatsu no Taizai), Zeldris (Nanatsu no Taizai), Fairy King Harlequin, mead - Character, Arthur Pendragon (Nanatsu no Taizai), Nadja Liones, Gowther (Nanatsu no Taizai), Ban (Nanatsu no Taizai) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, mafia, Drama & Romance, lies-so many lies, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Shameless Smut, Internal Conflict, Angst, Blood and Violence, have I mentioned smut?- because smut, Regular Mafia stuff- Violence and Drugs and Crime and Murder and such and such., Just trust me and enjoy, Tsunderes, hidden identity, Riches to Rags, Secrets, soul mates, Trauma Summary:

Elizabeth is intent to stay under the radar, invisible to everyone but especially to the violent man she knows is hunting her down for revenge, until a new man strolls into her apartment like he owns the place! Their connection is explosive but Meliodas' life is just as locked tight and together their secrets paint doom in more than a few ways. Meliodas has obligations, a whole future lined up for him on top of a criminal empire to manage, but he knows he must have Elizabeth from the moment she kissed him, the repercussions be damned! And damned they are... as everyone knows, a lie of omission is the most powerful form of lie.

[toryhis]

A little sketch by Lancelot 4kota. I'll try to finish it soon!

[pingpongb4ll]

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[ihaveawindow]

The Promised Land

So before i begin I'd like to say some quick words.

After waiting for Mordred for WAY TOO long and being overly disappointed with today's chapter, i decided To hell with it and i crapped out this story that most likely won't happen, but that i stand by until Mordred really appears and we find out more. So shut up and appreciate this poetic work of art cause writing on a cruise ship with McDonald's wifi is hard as fuck. PS! I might write a part two or something similar.

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In the days before ashes and stone buried our land, Avalon was a paradise for the lost folk. Where the past, the present and the future could unite as one. That is the land I called home. It is the sanctuary where the ones without a worth belong. I remember it all as clear as a painting. The laughter of the youngsters rejoicing in their youth. The sounds of festives and cheers as we bared the pride to bare this holy land as our own. Avalon was the promised land you could dream of, and so much more. I was born in this place, raised as the one and only heir. And i swear to die in the blessed ground that god gifted us. When the dreadful war cursed Britannia in unspeakable ways, we were guided by our savior to this untouched world where no one would know our name. No unfamiliar face has entered Avalon in över thousands of years, and that way it shall remain

But of course that was days before the dread had found us. I remember it just as much as I remember the days before. Who we thought was a trusted comrade, a king who'd promise harmony and peace within the outside world. We were blinded by the sand he blew over our eyes. Though his entangling magic was intriguing, it was a risk that our queen just couldn't take. The difference between a ruler and a tyrant, is that rulers can actually handle a friendly decline. The cries of pure dread still ring through my head. I can still see the walls crumble and the twisted devil's tear our land to shreds behind my eyelids. The melted ruby over the ruins was still noticable today. Through the dust and mists, the desperate spirits still wander through, and so do I. In the name of our lost empire, i shall give tooth and nail to avenge the thousands names buried and imprisoned by their grievances. I myself have been chained by hate, but i know when a risk is worth taking. Our pain will set us free one day, and i shall be the key.

I question from time to time if i might be the cause of our fall. if i hadn't been brought to this grey world, he'd never find us. As tainted as our blood is, it is still connected as a family by blood. And the key that lead Arthur to our hidden world. Yet our hearts shall remain separated like the bond torn by pride. There is no one to blame but Arthur, He is a punishment that god sent upon Britannia. Someone must have put them on the lord's level to anger them so. Whoever you are; You better pray on your knees to take their punisher back to the pits of purgatory where they belong to.

If you don't realize it, its Mordred's POV

[caramelpenguin]

Chapter 2 (but the first official chapter) of the Eight Blessings is now out!

[mooneeswrld]

WHAT IS LIKE TO BE QUEEN ?

(CHAOS!ARTHURxREADER)

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pairings : agedup!chaos!athur x reader

warnings : forced marriage, mention of blood, violence, overprotecting, a bit of yandere, chaos power, slight dirty talks.

summary : as a daughter of a brilliant knight of Liones, you grown up in a abusive familyhood. you then escaped of this situation and someone’s knight were looking for a bride for their king just as they saw you running out…

PROLOGUE -> PT.1 -> PT.2

“i cannot…ah…just stay there…ah…while doing nothing…!” I said to myself while I was running without turning back as my drunk father yelled to me to come home and stop my “bullshits”.

I was still in my street, not running fast because of my heavy armor and sword. but the good side is that I wasn’t being chased by an alcoholic person that I call “father”.

so I stopped running for a while, my face all red because of the effort. I started walking out of Liones till I bump in someone with long white hair.

“ow…watch where you’re goin-“ I exclaimed till I face the person that turned back.

wait…

“sorry miss !!” said the freaking prince Tristan surrounded by his…friends ?

“o-oh ! do not apologise your majesty it’s for me I-“ I’ve been cut by him chuckling curiously. we know each other slightly, my dad know his dad a bit so we saw each other often.

“oh come on, (y/n), not those manners between us !!” he smiled at me after saying that. I smiled back but nervously, I was kinda hurry.

“oh okay, if you say so, Tristan” I chuckled softly between my words. I looked at the people behind him and looked at a girl that was clearly scaring me. she looked at me with furious eyes, that’s a girl I often saw around Tristan and two other guys.

“anyway, what were you doing in such a hurry ?” those words were from a guy I recognised between all : Lancelot. I frowned, knowing he knew about my abusive father. I then thought again about the fact that I needed to leave right the way.

“u-uh…doing exercises !!” I said seriously but nervous too because I was lying.

“LIAR !” screamed a blue haired girl from behind a lil man with a purple helmet. I jumped as she screamed and looked at her with wide eyes. how could she know anything about me and my reason to leave ??

“I-uh…excuse me…what ?” I said kinda nervous because of the feeling of all the gaze on me.

“I said : you’re lying” she said sure of herself.

“how can you be sure of that ?” I asked without any bad talking, I was just so confused. as she was going to talk about her “thing”, Lancelot explained.

“she can see when people are lying, blah blah blah… anyway, what. were. you. running. off. from ??” he frowned as Tristan did too. I started feeling stress in my tummy.

“I-uhh…I was-“ I’ve been cut again by Tristan touching my shoulder while saying with worried eyes.

“do you want me to call my father for any help ?? he could talk to your paren-“ he had been cut too by me saying clearly and loudly “nope !”

“DON’T CUT WHEN SIR PRINCE TRISTAN LIONES IS TALKING !” yelled the freaking scary girl that was staring at me badly since I got here.

the little kid with a purple helmet said with all his innocence which was so cute “hello ! I’m Percival ! who are you ?”

I jumped again “what are their problems ?? they are all talking at the same time : there’s a girl screaming at me “liar” another tell me life lessons, a boy is presenting himself and Tristan is saying if I need help of his father !!”

calm down (y/n).

before I could say it, Lancelot did it : “wow, guys, you’re all talking at the same time ! calm down !!”

I felt my tension decrease slowly as I looked at the little boy and said with a nice smile “hey ! I’m (y/n) nice to meet you Percival !”

he smiled and chuckled before saying “nice to meet you too !”

“anyways guys i really need to go now…for my reasons.” I started walking forward again before a hand placed on my shoulder.

“will we met again, (y/n) ?” said Tristan with a worried look before I saw Lancelot having the same look. I chuckled before turing to them.

“of course we will, I promise”

he smiled as a relief before I waved to them and ran back out of Liones.

~~~~

as I ran out of Liones, a bag of clothes in my hands, I couldn’t stop thinking about ‘what if Tristan tell his dad ??’

but I trust Tristan, he know that I wasn’t okay with it, he wouldn’t do it…right ?

I stopped running when I bumped into someone in the stable at the exit of Liones. the shock ad a sound of two metals hitting each other. am I bumping into everyone now or what ?

“excuse me” I said not bothering looking at the man, a knight to be more precise.

the man said nothing, just looking at me weirdly. he was looking at me like some model that needed to be perfect. suddenly he touched my hair, I then gasped, reminding of an old memory. I then slapped his hand out of my hairs and looked furiously at him.

“what do you think you’re doing ?!” I exclaimed calmly but with a furious tone.

“would you see yourself as a queen ?”

my eyes widen, what was he on about ?? I felt the aura of others knights hiding somewhere. I felt my breath heavier. and looked at him to respond.

“what are you talking about, you fool ? I won’t marry Tristan !!” I exclaimed slightly confused. I started walking to my horse, trying to get out of this…trap I think ?

“I’m not talking of Liones here” he said with a more serious tone. his eyes locked on me, trying to look at my body trough my armor.

I gasped as I prepared my horse, nearly finished so I can ran out.

“w-well…no, I know it’s some random jokes. now if you’ll excuse me” I said as he chuckled after it. I jumped on my horse looking at him from the top of my horse.

he smiled and said “we’ll see about that then. we will met again, and this time we will take you and bring you to our king”.

I gasped and turn my horse around and started going away from the stable and them. why is this day so awful ??

~~~~

as hours passed fast, my horse felt more and more tired and the was going to let his place to the moon. I then thought that I needed to stop at an hostel. I then went to closer village from where I was.

when I finally saw a village where people lived peacefully. I put my horse in the stable of the village. and then rushed in the hostel, it was already the night.

the hostel was a small one. after I prayed, wishing there was still free rooms, I entered in.

“hello ma’am ! how can I help you ?” said the person directly when I entered : which makes me jump.

“hello, can I get a room for tonight. I’m alone” I smiled slightly at the old man.

“uuh…let me check…yeah…we have still two rooms free so you can get a room” said the old man as he took a key behind him. “It’ll be the room 5”

I took the keys and said thanks and good night as I started walking to my room. when I entered, I heard loud man laugh on the room beside mine, great. I entered my room and started taking my shower.

as I stopped the water and was ready to dry myself, I stopped. I was frozen in place as I heard the conversation of my neighbours.

“yeah…ahah ! King Arthur is searching for a wife…I think our mission is over since we found this girl thus morning in the stable…ahahah, it was quick !”

wait…

what did he said ??!

I started panicking, my first move is to grab my towel and dry myself with a fast and nervous way. ‘(y/n), you’re completely alone right now, if they happen to see you…as the knights of King Arthur…you’re dead’

this night, I didn’t slept well : you know why.

~~~~

the next morning got really fast. you woke up, got ready and got out of your room to checkout the night as the freaking knights were in the bar of the hostel. you gasped, panicking again when the old man called you loudly.

“good morning ma’am ! was everything okay ?”

you wanted to crush his face against his fucking desk. you took a big inspiration and walked in. feeling the gaze of the knights.

“I’d like to checkout” you said as you glared at the poor old man. you then payed and walked fast out of the hostel but…a hand grabbed your shoulder.

“we met again…ma’am” said the knight of the other day. I decided to act dumb :

“excuse me, who are you ?” you said as you grabbed his hand on your shoulder, put it away and glared at him.

“oh, don’t worry, you’ll know soon”

“wait,wha-“ after this, I felt a big blow on the said of my head that knocked me down…

shit…

*to be continued*

[justyouraverageotaku]

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.

[overlyimmersed]

The Fairy Bard's Harp

‼️THIS FIC IS NO LONGER COMPLIANT WITH THE CANON OF THIS AU‼️

"After the whole ordeal with Gowther’s memories, as everyone is calming down at sunset, Maranwe comments that she wishes she knew where her harp was. Helbram pipes up saying he knows where it is. It’s among Helbram’s things from when he was posing as a holy knight. The group goes to get it. This allows Maranwe’s first encounter with Hendrickson..." "...Maranwe makes no attempts to hide her disdain for the human, having been told about what he’d done to Helbram..." "Finally she gives her attention to her harp. An intricate, handheld lyre with a nighttime color scheme and adorned with moonflowers. She trailed her fingers over the strings and they produced a lovely sound, which momentarily distracted everyone from the fact that Maranwe was now using it as a bow, pointing a magic arrow at Hendrickson. And, for the first time, she speaks directly to him..."

"Give me one good reason I shouldn't shoot you." The fairy growls, soft and cold like footsteps through deep snow.

Hendrickson hesitates, stunned by the sudden threat, but the shock quick ebbs out of him and a resigned guilt overtakes his features.

"I can't." he says. Regret pours from his words, spoken no louder then hers had been, "I have no excuse for what I did, and I deserve whatever punishment you deem fitting. If shooting me will ease even a fraction of the pain I've cause, then do it."

She grits her teeth, grinding them in irritation, but her arms tremble slightly as she hesitates. Does he really think that's what this is about? Her feelings?! As if she could ever feel any better about all of this, no matter how many humans she might shoot! As if revenge would mend anything! It's not about payback! She's not threatening him because she wants to feel better! It's just because he deserves it! Because he caused suffering and harm! It's justice! Not some petty solace.

Her hesitancy gives Helbram the opportunity to intervene. He places his hand over hers, the one holding the bow rather then the string, hoping to encourage her to lower the weapon.

"It wasn't all his fault, y'know." he says gently, looking at her eyes, though hers are still fixated on her target. "He was being controlled by a demon. Besides, there are better ways to use that pretty harp. It's been a while since I've hear your music, why don't you play a little?"

She fails to respond at first, letting his request hang in the tense air for a moment. When she shift her gaze to him, her eyes fill with a pain that nearly makes Helbram flinch. After a few second of holding his gaze, she resigns and lowers her weapon, letting the string relax back into place and the arrow dissipate.

Helbram musters a smile for her, and leads Maranwe to the nearest chair. She sits and her muscles easily fall into old habits, pulling the lyre up into the correct position. She begins to play, her fingers gliding across the string with practiced deftness creating an unexpectedly complex melody. The sound fills the room, beautiful and lulling, if not a bit somber, and everyone present is entranced.

Once the final note fades, there's only a second's silence before Helbram starts clapping delightedly, the sound having the same illusory, echoing quality that his voice does, "That was great!"

Maranwe scoffs at the praise and rolls her eyes.

"It was." Harlequin agrees, wearing a bitter-sweet smile, "I've really missed hearing you play."

Several of the others join in, adding their own compliments. Maranwe accept them quietly, only blushing and smiling softly.

[7-ratsinatrenchcoat]

deciding on a name for artoria's weapon. help

[oh-myluckystars]

This is a continuation of Day Two. You can read Day Two here or on ao3

Persiens Week: Day Five: My Guinea Pig | read on ao3

Nasiens bent down on the ground and pressed his fingers to Percival’s neck, checking his pulse. It was faint but present.

“He’s not dead, just unconscious.” Nasiens let out a sigh of relief.

But he had to wonder why he had fainted in the first place. The food that Nasiens had eaten was delicious so what had been wrong with what Percival ate?

He looked at the fish that was on the ground next to Percival. It didn’t look raw, in fact it looked like it was cooked quite well, and it smelled delicious too. Nothing was out of sorts, it seemed.

That is, until Nasiens noticed the familiar green liquid oozing out of the fish. There was even a hint of the same green liquid on Percival’s lips. It was a poison that Nasiens recognized as clear as day.

“Belladonna…”

There was belladonna in the fish that Percival had cooked— cooked in the kitchen alone while Nasiens’ was nervously getting ready for their dinner. And if Percival had poisoned himself that meant he had poisoned the entire dinner.

That could only mean one thing; Percival had tried to poison Nasiens.

—

The first thing that Percival saw when he woke up was Nasiens looking at him with such hostility that he hardly even recognized him.

The next thing he realized was that he was bound by ropes on the very same chair that Talisker had been in hours ago.

“Nasiens, what’s going on? Why’d you tie me up?”

Nasiens approached Percival slowly, pointing his dagger at him. “I don’t know, you tell me.”

“I don’t really understand the question…” Percival said, looking at Nasiens in confusion.

He didn’t understand why Nasiens was so angry all of a sudden. It didn’t help that he couldn’t remember what happened during their dinner. But given the circumstances he could only assume he was angry over what happened with Talisker.

“Don’t play dumb, Percival!” Nasiens snapped, inching his weapon dangerously close to Percival. 

“You tried to poison me, just admit it! You tricked me and my sister into thinking you wanted to help us but really you just wanted to get closer to your target, didn’t you?”

“No, that’s not true!” Percival insisted.

“Then why did you do it?”

Nasiens didn’t want to believe that Percival was like the others but the evidence didn’t hang in his favor. With his past partners and guinea pigs he didn’t care much for their motives but now he needed to know. 

Attempting to poison him was unforgivable but what was worse that he had toyed with his heart to do it. Nasiens thought that the feelings between them were mutual but in reality he was just using him.

And if he was going to be humiliated in such an awful way then he needed to know why so Nasiens could punish him accordingly.

“The truth is I did put poison in the food…” Percival admitted and Nasiens’ hand tightened around his weapon, prepared to hurt him. “But I didn’t put any poison in your food, I swear! Only my own!”

“Do you think I would believe such a blatant lie?”

“Please, just let me explain,” Percival said, desperate. Nasiens let out a sigh and slowly lowered his weapon. “Yes, I did put poison in the food. But not to poison you, it was to poison myself.”

Percival broke free from the ropes as he made his declaration, “Because I want to be your new guinea pig.”

“Huh?” Nasiens blinked at him in confusion. 

 “After losing Talisker I told myself I would make it up to you by becoming your new guinea pig.” 

“Will you let me?”

—

“Are you sure about this?”

“I’m sure.” Percival nodded.

Nasiens had accepted Percival’s offer to allow him to be his new guinea pig but it was mostly because he felt bad about their misunderstanding. 

Not to mention when he looked into Percival’s pleading eyes he just couldn’t bring himself to say no.

And now the plan was to turn Percival into a giant like Delores and they would go from there to find a poison that would return the both of them back to their original size.

“But are you absolutely sure about this?” Nasiens asked again, fiddling with the needle in his hand. “I know you feel bad about losing Talisker but you don’t have to do this. And if things don’t go well… you could die.”

“I’m sure I won’t.” Percival said with a smile.

“But—”

Percival grabbed Nasiens’ hand. “Nasiens, I believe in you so believe in yourself too, okay?”

It wasn’t that Nasiens didn’t believe in himself. In fact, he was certain that he had mixed the ingredients to perfection. But that was only this time. Who could say what would happen the next time?

He never cared about what happened to his other guinea pigs but Percival was different.

Nasiens quickly injected the solution into Percival’s arm. Before he could pull the needle back, Percival’s body grew in an instant. Nasiens held onto Percival tightly as they ascended to the sky. 

“Nasiens!” 

Nasiens opened his eyes and Percival scooped him up into the palms of his hands. “See, it worked! Look how big I am!”

“Yes, you’re right. You’re the perfect guinea pig. I guess I should’ve listened to you…” Nasiens smiled dryly.

“What’s wrong, Nasiens?”

“It’s just… I’m really sorry about everything that happened, Percival…” Nasiens said, scratching the back of his neck. 

“I’m sorry for assuming that you were trying to poison me back then… I should’ve known you wouldn’t do something like that,” Nasiens looked up at Percival, hesitant. “But it’s not because I don’t trust you! It’s because in the past I’ve been hurt by my guinea pigs and assistants. And it made me jump to conclusions, I’m sorry…”

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” Percival smiled. 

“Are you sure?” Nasiens asked for what felt like the 10th time that day.

“I’m sure.” Percival nodded. 

Nasiens understood now how Percival felt after he lost Talisker. Even though Percival had insisted that everything was okay, his heart wouldn’t be satisfied until he showed Percival that he could trust him again.

“Is there anything I could do to make it up to you?” 

As if on cue Percival’s stomach growled loudly, echoing throughout the gorge. “Oh, I know! Why don’t you make us dinner tonight?”

“Is that what you want?”

Percival nodded. “I’ll hunt and you can cook! How does that sound?”

“Fine by me.” Nasiens said with a shrug. 

Percival placed Nasiens on his shoulder and ran into the forest to find something for them to eat for the night. Nasiens smiled, leaning his head against Percival.

“You’re the strangest guinea pig I’ve ever had but I don’t know… I like that about you.”

[jacklynnfrost]

Omissions- Chapter 3

I want to thank you for your patience with this story and for the reviews. I still plan on finishing this. Also, I’m going to be taking down the AO3 version of this fic and exclusively posting on FFN for this story only. 

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14113123/3/Omissions

[winterlogysblog]

Five Stages of Grief (4KOTA Fanfic)

Note: This fic has already been posted long ago on Wattpad. I just made a few tweaks.

Why did I do this? Well... blame this page.