#the others seven sins

[fhtagn-and-tentacles]

WRATH

by Ozani Ferreira

[inkskinned]

nobody ever gets the mugshot of gluttony right. these days you think it has nothing to do with bodyweight. what a good trick: that gluttony could take a shape. no, there was never any fault in finishing a meal or in taking second helpings. it was always in taking from others that there was an issue - the oil baron's fingers steepled over dead bodies and stolen lands. gluttony - twin of greed, although most think greed and envy are the siblings - gluttony is pleased with the experience of gaining, is thrilled just-by-having. greed is the one that stays hungry, that has to move forever like a shark. gluttony likes it - "a glutton for punishment" is one who is seeking the harm, who loves the rush.

gluttony is a mother using her daughter's body for a diet testing ground, sharpening the bone angles. gluttony is saying why, well not! to the seventh and eighth mansion or yacht. it is not just wanting the six white horses, it is making sure that the horses came from your stables. it is not just bathing in milk - it is bathing in milk while others are starving.

oh, it's true that some sins still blaze in their bright floral prints. wrath in a white woman yelling at a person of color for even daring to be in her neighborhood. the red, incipient rage of a neck tightened at even the thought we would take the guns away. wrath has laurels, and she is good at her job, and works hard.

but sloth wasn't ever the sleepy morning of depression, the hours spent begging a clouded body to please move goddamn it; the protestant work ethic claiming even rest is somehow demonic. it was never chronic fatigue. sloth was subtle, a grey mist. she is watching you get bullied and she is deciding it is none of her business. she crosses the picket line because - what! it's just chicken, isn't it? she is closing her eyes and turning her head when the next anti-gay legislation passes. someone else will handle it. not the tense freeze of anxiety or a lack of preparation - she knows you're hurting and would rather you stay quiet about it. she tells other people i just don't see what the big deal is.

sloth is a father that doesn't do the dishes. sloth is your boyfriend's innocent shrug you're just better at household shit. sloth isn't the missed opportunity - it is the purposeful desire to just get-someone-else-to-do-it.

greed and envy are doing body shots in the back of a private jet. they are the way they always have been, but are lovers in the age of the internet. greed just finished union busting, is rolling a bitcoin over his knuckles, is about to start another MLM. envy is in a broadbrimmed hat, showing off her instagram life, grinning about how if you want it, work for it.

okay, it's true. you have a soft spot for lust, gathering dust in a corner. so tame in comparison to the others. but how funny lust is always painted as being a woman in tight clothes. you've met actually lustful women - the ones that purposefully climb into your partner's lap, the ones that say lesbians are gross but ask bisexual women into bed with their husbands. a lustful woman is not donned in lace and garters and red: that's how men think lust looks, painting their own sins into frame. this way, the sin displaces as fog and hovers above her: a woman in a dress is lust; what the man experiences is just the natural consequence.

here is the thing: lust is doing just fine, save your pity. lust is running more circles than any of them. lust is shutting down safe sexwork sites while also making teenagers in knee-high socks sex sensations. lust is CEO of an advertising network where women never pass 25 years old. all the bras lust makes are pretty to look at but, when worn, legitimately hurt. lust has a podcast, his fur coat looped around his shoulders, sells the idea that only certain people have value, that sex raises some and destroys others. lust is tilting his head and asking what did you expect when you dress like that? lust shuns you, sneers that everything you want is disgusting and taboo - right until he can figure out how to capitalize off of it. lust has the midas ability: everything he touches becomes an object.

people usually say wrath is the scary one. you agree with FMA here, though: the real dangerous one is pride, and the shit-eating grin. the white cloaks and the nationalism and the inability to apologize. it is every partner who threw a book at your head because you don't respect him. it is every mother who said my son doesn't deserve to have his life ruined over allegations. it is the teacher that fails you because you talked back.

you worry you have this one. you feel guilty when you need help but don't ask for it. prideful. ashamed when you complete something and feel good about it. too proud for your own good. but pride is not the reward of hard work or accomplishment: pride is a twitter feed. it is the thing that has to mask i didn't do anything with look at me.

pride is your father's raised hand, his raised voice. how he was never there when you needed him, but he is still "head of house." he ruins dinner and blames it on you: you're an embarrassment to this family. this is the glass you walk around, the cuts in your feet. how he says this isn't how i raised you and you have to bite back the retort: that's because you didn't actually fucking raise me.

[novelconcepts]

Fall of the House of Usher has everything, tbh. Seven Deadly Sins family. Everyone’s queer. No one has a moral compass. Nightmare goblin energy everywhere. The most grotesque deaths you’ve ever seen. Hilarious snark. The hottest women in the world. Carla Gugino in fifteen different wigs. Violent lesbians. Cats coming out on top. Cool tattoos. Orgiastic vibes. Katie Parker being Just A Lady, for once. Terrific hair. A granddaughter who takes no shit. Intimacy issues galore. Storytime. Storytime. Storytime.

[anthurak]

Something I’ve been thinking about when listening to ‘Crooked’ is how Ozzie seems to really relate to Fizz with lines like ‘I think you’re messy but I’m messy too’ and singing about his own ‘crooked heart’ and how he finds Fizz’s imperfections beautiful.

And I think this could get really interesting if Asmodeus and the rest of the Sins are fallen angels just like Lucifer. I mean imagine what Ozzie’s sense of self-image is like if he was an angel who left or was expelled from Heaven and took on this new form in Hell?

Like we’ve always wondered why the Sins look the way they do, particularly in contrast to the demons they seem to rule over. Asmodeus rules over the succubi and incubi yet is this multi-headed fire-rooster, Beelzebub rules over the hellhounds yet is some mashup of a fox/canine and a bee, and now Mammon rules over the shark-demons yet is some weird spider/pine-tree thing.

What if the reason they all look like this is the RESULT of them being Fallen Angels? Specifically, the result of their expulsion from Heaven? What if this is the whole reason for them being ‘embodiments of sin’ in the first place? What if it was all originally intended as a PUNISHIMENT by Heaven for whatever transgressions they may have committed? Something meant to ‘curse’ them when they fell.

In which case, I think it’s all too easy to imagine why Ozzie empathizes, relates and connects so much with Fizzerolli and his struggles. Because Fizz is going through a struggle likely all too similar to one that Ozzie may have gone through, what ALL of the Sins likely went through after their fall. Expelled from their home, having their bodies massively changed and told it was BAD. And I think Crooked shows how Ozzie coped with it: By embracing what he had become and finding the beauty in it, something that he now uses to help Fizzerolli, showing that there is no shame in all their crooked, messy imperfections, and that there is even beauty in them.

And I imagine that ALL of the Sins did more or less the same: They embraced and OWNED this ‘curse’ Heaven sought to ‘punish’ them with. Embraced these ‘sins’ they are supposed to embody and made them their own. It’s why Ozzie and Bee are able to express this very positive interpretation of Lust and Gluttony respectively. As a way of making a new life for themselves and also probably a big ‘fuck-you’ to Heaven.

Now that’s not to say that ALL of the Sins were able to do this in a positive manner, Mammon being a clear example. I imagine that as we are introduced to the rest of the Sins, we’re going to see more of a range of positive and negative ways they’ve chosen to express the ‘sin’ they embody. Like even Asmodeus has been shown to have had his hang-ups on Lust and Love being exclusive, leading to him keeping his true relationship with Fizzerolli secret.

Though it’s clear over the last couple episodes that Ozzie isn’t worried about that anymore.

And I think that in particular is REALLY interesting, because it implies that the Sins aren’t actually bound to a particular way of indulging. Rather, the way they express their ‘sin’ is not by compulsion but by CHOICE. Which I think puts all of the Sins’ actions in a pretty interesting light.

Like it means that Mammon being this petty, skeevy, manipulative asshole isn’t some grand, nebulous ‘Embodiment of Greed’ thing, but rather simply a Mammon thing. The product of his own personal issues and hang-ups. Which also weirdly enough implies that there’s hope for Mammon. The possibility that he doesn’t HAVE to be this way. Admittedly it would almost certainly take a (pardon the pun) HELLUVA family intervention to have a hope of making that happen, but you never know. It would certainly be in keeping with the themes of the show.

All in all, I’m finding more and more the possible backgrounds of the Seven Sins to be VERY compelling. Not just for ‘The Lore’ reasons, but because it further develops the Sins as characters. It takes these monstrously powerful and ancient beings and shows them to be far more grounded and, for lack of a better word, human than we might give them credit for.

[mellowwillowy]

Care to let your mind take a toll?

(Any) yandere x Sloth Reader (as in the six deadly sins Reader being always tired)

Yan! Knight: So like I said, you shouldn’t leave unguarded, always be aware of your surroundings… and do not let your guard down—

Royal! Reader: (dozes off) …zzz

Yan! Knight: … (sighs and carries you back to the carriage) they are in no condition for an outing today, we’ll be going back to the Royal Palace.

Royal! Guard: But this is an official—

Yan! Knight: I said they are in no condition for it today. Did you not hear me? They need to rest.

[strangersatellites]

very excited to announce this!!!!

envy, wrath, sloth, gluttony, greed, lust, ao3

this is part one of what will be the

Seven Deadly Sins Series (NSFW 18+)

pride (noun) - inordinate esteem for one’s own excellence. It is a habit or vice that disposes us to think more of ourselves than we ought. 

The Hair.

King Steve. 

Pretty Boy.

Steve is no stranger to objectification. He’s well acquainted with the way girls blush and giggle when he smiles their way in the halls. The way guys seem to puff out their chests when they speak to him. 

In fact, his physical appearance has become so much a part of who he is at this point that he’s probably single-handedly keeping Farrah Fawcett spray on shelves across the nation.

But the thing about being naturally attractive, Steve learned the hard way, is that humility is what really gets under people’s skin. 

Blushes go pinker when his response to a giggly “You look handsome today, Steve,” is looking at his shoes with a quiet, “What, this? Thank you.”

Other boys look less ready to throw a punch or an insult his way when they sprinkle their gametime trash-talk with “Pretty Boy” and “King Steve” if he just laughs and keeps playing.

Humility is what really does it.

For most people.

In the past few months he’s been dating Eddie Munson though, he’s realized there’s one exception. 

It's not that Steve doesn’t think he’s attractive. It’s not that at all. He knows he’s good looking, spends an inordinate amount of time making sure he highlights it daily. Loves it about himself actually.

He doesn’t usually let people know that he knows, is the thing.

But Eddie loves when he’s vain.

Loves the way he primps in the mirror before they go out.

How he spins around to make sure his best assets are on display.

Steve’s honestly lost count of the number of times he’s been talking to himself in the bathroom, staring at his reflection saying “Damn, I look good in this outfit,” before arms are snaking around his waist and squeezing at his hips. A gravelly, “Fuck yeah you do,” in his ear.

That’s why, with a Herculean effort, Steve pulls himself away from Eddie’s lips where he’s in his lap on his couch.

They’re both breathing heavy, lips swollen, and eyes glassy. But Steve has an idea.

He rubs his thumbs over Eddie’s cheeks and breathes a laugh when he turns to nip at one of them. Can’t help but to lean in and kiss him again.

“Can we try something, baby?” He whispers into the barely there space between them.

Feels Eddie nod and hands grip at his thighs.

“Anything you want, Stevie.”

He trails a hand back to tangle in Eddie’s curls and shifts to bite at his ear and whisper, “Want you to fuck me in front of the mirror. Wanna watch.”

When Eddie pulls back from him it’s with a wicked smirk and eyes darker than Steve’s ever seen. He bucks Steve up and off and smacks him on the ass when he turns to leave.

“Yeah baby. Let's go watch how pretty you are.”

He knows his smile is blinding when he laughs back over his shoulder. 

*****

Steve always thinks he’s hot, but he thinks he’s prettiest when he’s kneeling and sitting back on his boyfriend’s dick with tear streaks down his cheeks and drool down his chest. 

He’s so spacey, and so stuffed full that he’d agree with almost anything Eddie said. 

Currently it's a litany of, “Look at you baby, you’re so hot,” and “My sweet baby. Prettiest angel,” and “Look how pretty you are, huh,” with every punch of his hips and bite to the side of his neck.

Between Steve’s punched out breaths and whines he’s nodding. “Mhm. ‘M the prettiest. So pretty when I cry.”

His agreements have Eddie groaning and wrapping the hand not digging into his hip around the front of his neck and dragging him backward into a bruising kiss. 

He’s smiling and Steve can feel him laugh when he whimpers against his mouth. “Tell me about it baby. Tell me what’s pretty.”

Gasps from deep in his chest when Eddie wraps his hand around his cock and tugs. 

“Tell me.”

Steve whines once and squirms under the attention. Loves it. 

“My eyes,” he gasps. Eddie hums from behind him and slows his hips to a deep grind. “My eyes look really green when I’m crying. I like them.”

A soft kiss dropped to his shoulder and two sets of eyes on him in the mirror.

“My hair. Like it when– when it's messy,” a hiccup and eyes squeezed shut when Eddie shifts inside him just right. “Like when it’s messy from your hands.” 

He slides his own hands up his thighs and squeezes at the hand Eddie still has against his hip. 

He meets his own gaze in the mirror and his face breaks into a smile as his chest heaves.

“Like my lips when they’re swollen. People can tell I just kissed you. Want ‘em to know.”

In a second Eddie’s got a palm flat against his back and has his shoulders shoved down into the carpet, his head twisted to see himself.

He knows he’s falling fast because he giggles when Eddie grips at his hips and pulls him back onto his dick. Giggles even more when Eddie looks up at him in the mirror and smirks when he pushes in deep.

“Pretty when I’m ass up for you,” he smiles and his eyes finally stray away from his own reflection to meet his boyfriends gaze, fucked out and cocky.

Eddie lands a sharp smack to his ass and squeezes. “Hell yeah you are baby. So pretty when you’re on my dick.”

One of his hands slides up Steve’s spine and presses down on the back of his neck and pulls a gasp from his lungs. 

“But you know what baby?”

Steve hums with his eyes locked on the way his ass bounces with each meeting of Eddie’s hips.

The hand snakes back around to tug at his cock again and he knows it won’t take much more when Eddie grits out “Prettiest when you come for me.”

His legs shake and he lets out a high whine as he spurts into Eddie’s hand.

“That’s it angel. God you feel so good, Stevie,” is all Eddie can get out before Steve feels his hips stutter and his breath leave him in low groan.

Steve knows he’s attractive is the thing.

Knows he’s pretty and loves it.

People tell him all the time.

But one of his favorite things to hear is when he’s coming down from his orgasm high, his boyfriend lists the things he finds prettiest.

“Your smile.”

“Your laugh.”

“Your heart.”

“The way you love people.”

“The way you love me.”

“The prettiest is the way you love yourself.”

[spro-o]

CW: kinda suggestive ig?? intentions are wholesome, trust /gen

anyways, Melban/Elilaine qpr brainrot my beloved :3c

[ghoulishfrk]

PAIRING — WARNINGS — WORD COUNT!

〘 Meliodas x Reader x Elizabeth | spoilers | ~ .3k words 〙

MASTERLIST !! PINNED POST 🎧💿

ੈ ✮ ˳ Lulus Notes :: repost, requested by an anon

╰ Damn, you got in a relationship with one of the demon princes AND the princess of Liones/a goddess? You lucky as hell

╰ Prepare to be teased relentlessly by Meliodas. That man does not give up until you’re stuttering and blushing worse than Elizabeth

╰ They’re both very observant lovers. They’re quick to notice changes to your looks, personality, or mood.

╰ Meliodas brings up the changes he notices rather casually in conversation. Elizabeth prefers discussing it in private.

╰ Meliodas is not allowed to care for either of you if you’re sick. He’d probably make you two get even sicker.

╰ Meliodas would love to train you/with you if you wish to get stronger.

╰ He’d still worry about you on the battlefield lol

╰ Elizabeth is constantly worried when either of you fight. She trusts you both and knows you’re strong, but she can’t help but worry.

╰ If you can’t cook, y’all have to rely on Ban and others.

╰ Cuz neither Elizabeth nor Meliodas can cook to save their lives

╰ If you can cook tho, then you’re the one cooking outta the three of them lmao

╰ Meliodas is the biggest on PDA

╰ Elizabeth gets extremely flustered with even just a hug

╰ Meliodas says a lot of sexual jokes and remarks and how lucky he is to have two sexy partners

╰ If you tell him you’re uncomfortable, he’ll immediately stop

╰ Or Hawk will headbutt him in the stomach first lol

╰ All in all, very good partners, 10/10, would recommend

[winterlogysblog]

Alright... I can't contain my excitement. I have to talk about this. There's no waiting for the translations cause it's pretty clear.

SIXTUS HAS DISASTER

I have suspected that King's son would have Disaster (this is before 4kota came out and when I'm still on the assumption that King's kid is gonna be named Galehaut)

And... here's the thing. From the beginning, Sixtus caught my attention, there is just something about the way Nakaba presented him that I'm like there's gotta be something about this little pink King and I'm right, here we are. I expected Mertyl to have a fight with the Chaos wizard but no Sixtus dropped in and just like his papa his entrance is now one of my favorites in the entire series.

This moment right here solidifies his placement in the narrative too, he's bound to be relevant one way or another, there's no way he isn't, unless Nakaba is being a troll to introduce Sixtus and reveal that he has Disaster only to keep him in the Fairy Realm. This also breaks the glass ceiling for the other supporting characters as well, cause baby you can't compete with this.

I've said this before, Disaster is a ridiculously terrifying power and the Spirit Spears are one of the strongest weapons in the 7ds/4kota universe second only to Excalibur itself.

There are also people that might ask, how does Sixtus even have Disaster when we know that Disaster is only given to the FK's by the ST. The answer here is simple.

King is the first Fairy King to ever have a child, it's not a huge stretch that the ST would just choose King's child to have Disaster and be the next FK, this is also a great opportunity to make the successor stronger as there will be someone to guide and train them to use Disaster.

Also, according to the ever "reliable" Google Translate. Sixtus' Spear is named "Mariatisla"

And after a quick Google search I found this:

The flower Mariatistel which probably is the actual translation and where the name for the spear came from.

[puddleofpins]

I’m not exactly a huge fan of Hazbin Hotel, because I don’t really like the creator, though there are some aspects to the show that I like.

I’ve seen the whole show along with most of Helluva Boss, but now a question has been tugging at my mind like crazy:

If Vivziepop uses biblical/traditional Ars Goetia names for demons (Ozmodeus, Mammon, Belphegor, Beelzebub, including Lucifer, a fallen Angel), why is she using nontraditional/non-biblical names for the angels?

Like why is a high-level angel given such a commonly used human name(Emily)? Ooh sure Sera being a Seraphim is sooooo clever /sarcasm

I can’t tell if this is implying that the highest-ranking/or Biblical angels are missing/absent like god is or if the show is just that uninspired? Like is this intentional that none of the angels have actual angel names???

[librathefangirl]

demon bros thoughts happening. always.

[clariqueenzz]

Come, eat without leaving anything

; the sinner of gluttony.

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[the-face-in-the-mirror]

Good news, everyone! I have finally learned how to do Line Hierarchy! We are moving up in the world. Also, apparently rendering metal is my new passion, who would've thought.

I present to you: the gay Fairy! Because let's be real, there was something going on with him and King back in the day, and we are going to capitalize on that in the rewrite.

This time around, Helbram's been promoted to the Right Hand of the Fairy King - essentially the defender of the Fairy King himself (whereas the Fairy King defends the whole forest) and the last line of defense for the Fairy King's Forest if King and Elaine are missing or indisposed. I figured it would give a bit of a deeper plotline and relationship between him and King, from just friendship to a deep sense of duty and responsibility as well. It also gives further reasoning behind Helbram's rampage and resulting trauma, feeling that he has failed as the Fairy King's right hand for being unable to protect both King and the fairies who had their wings torn off.

You didn't think Helbram's storyline could get any angstier, did you? Unfortunately for everyone involved, I'm here to prove you wrong.

With the elevation in title, he's got a fancy new outfit to match! Helbram's color scheme gave me a bit of trouble with figuring out how to redesign him, but we got there eventually. Similar to Elaine, his outfit is largely meant to represent a tulip, which represents deep love and loyalty, in addition to the chrysanthemums on his jacket, which also represent love alongside rebirth. I just think the Fairies should be allowed to look like flowers, is that too much to ask? Most of these design is inspired by several of his Grand Cross outfits all mashed together, and I think they worked out pretty well.

That's about all for Helbram so far! Let me know what you think, if ya'll are so inclined, and I'll see you again soon!

[hyperiionvii]

junior illustration final: the seven deadly sins

[houseofpunk]

AEW wrestlers as the seven deadly sins:

Sloth

Pride

Greed

Lust

Envy

Gluttony

Wrath

[isatris]

“Did Percy meet Ban?”

Volume 3, chapter 23 art corner ( ノ・・)ノ