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nanivinsmoke · 1 year

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Avdol angst, apart of the Seven Deadly Sins Series. Spoilers ahead

Also I tried my best to create a storyline based around envy.

Envy | Muhammad Avdol x AFAB! Reader

Envy: Jealousy Towards Another’s Happiness

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Chills.

They ran up your spine, as you stared at the decapitated limbs that sat on the tiled floors not too far away from you. ‘A-Avdol?’ The Frenchman that stood beside you began, wondering where the hell he went; also looking at the brown limbs in front of you both.

It can’t be.

Please.

‘AVDOL?!’

You jumped up from your mattress, covered in sweat; waking up from your repeated nightmare. The same nightmare you’ve been having for the past couple of months. Your boyfriend’s death completely effected you, it changed who you are. The journey to Egypt to defeat Dio Brando, was not for the weak. The crusaders were tested every step of the way, and this one tested your heart; causing you to fail. You couldn’t forget that day no matter what. His blood soiling your clothes as you held his fallen arms in yours; screaming until your vocal cords gave out. You will never forget that.

The loss of your other two comrades added on to your depression, you felt like the ‘god’ was torturing you for his own amusement. After Dio was defeated, the last of the crusaders parted ways, never seeing each other again. The only one that reached out to you from time to time was Polnareff. He understood your grief, and would console you the best he could. He reached out to you earlier this week; telling you he would be in town for a bit and wanted to meet up with you. Although you weren’t in the mood for any social interactions, you didn’t want to turn away the one person who cared about you.

As you walked down the busy streets of Egypt; random civilians began to cry out in fear as the unexpected began to happen to them.

‘Why are these swarm of bees coming after me?’

‘Where the fuck did these nails come from?!’

‘Mommy! Help me!’

‘Cut it out Y/N. Leave these innocent people alone’ Polnareff’s voice rang into you ears, nudging you to call your stand off. Your stand was based around luck and your emotions; and right now everyone but you and Jean were receiving tons of bad luck. You rolled your eyes and called off your stand, ‘Whatever’. Polnareff let out a loud groan and pulled you aside into a nearby alleyway; away from the pedestrians.

‘I don’t have time for a lecture, Pol’

‘I don’t give a damn, you’re going to listen to me!’ He shut you up with quickness; he needed to get everything off his chest. ‘Look, I know you’re upset that Avdol died. Hell I am too! I know you want to avenge his death, but the person who killed him is gone. Don’t get me wrong, You have the right to be angry, you have the right to be unhappy, you have the right to cry. But, you don’t have the right to harm innocent people that have nothing to do with him dying.’

You couldn’t look the French man in his eyes, you knew he was right. But, you were pissed. You weren’t just mad at Vanilla Ice, you were mad at the world. You were mad the being that ruled over heaven for taking away the man you loved more than yourself.

‘Polnareff…I can’t do it anymore. I can’t keep living; I can’t living when he’s not here with me!’ His blue eyes widened, he couldn’t believe what you said. He’d never thought you would say that, let alone think that. He grabbed you by your shirt’s collar; making you look at him; this was the first time he’d been aggressive with you; let alone a woman.

‘Dammit Y/N! I don’t ever want to hear you say that again. I get it, you’re mad at the world, but imagine how he’d feel if he had ever heard you say you don’t want to live anymore? You can’t think like that Y/N, I’ve been there before and I felt soulless. I don’t want you feeling like that, so do you ever say that again. You got me?’ His voice was stern and his blue irises searched yours for emotion. Tears welled up in your eyes, blurring your vision of the man in front of you. ‘Mhm’ You agreed, unable to speak due to the huge lump in your throat; before you couldn’t take it anymore and began to sob into Polnareff’s chiseled chest.

He rubbed your back as you dampened his shirt with your tears, as you were finally able to let your emotions out. ‘W-why does everyone get to be happy but me Pol? Why do they get the happy ending, but we’re stuck with three dead friends; while those two are living their best lives?’

Jotaro and Joseph Joestar hadn’t reached out either of you. You wouldn’t thought Joseph would’ve, since he was just as close to Avdol as you were with him. But, It’s like after they saved Holly from Dio’s reign, they forgot all about their friends they made on their long journey to defeat them. She wasn’t as upset with them as she was with then being that ruled over life itself, she was jealous that they got the good end of the stick. Polnareff couldn’t answer, he had also felt the same way. He kept tabs on them both and found out that Jotaro finished highschool and was on his way to college. And Joseph began to see his daughter more and more.

‘I loved him Pol….’

‘I know.’