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Just a thing I made based out of well this lovely imagine from ImagineElrios. I dunno maybe I can do a comic or something as well..
Ahhh!! @sproutchii!! If you ever plan on doing a comic on this, ping us! We’d love to see your work! ^^ - mod lune
LAxAT(Add) interaction? :'D
“Why are you staring at me?” Add snaps. This gray-haired man has been unblinkingly looking at him for the last hour, or so it seems. Add’s not a patient person by any means and this dude is getting on his nerves.
The man tilts his head.
“So much pain,” he whispers. Add bristles and whirls to face him.
“What are you talking about? Speak sense or I’ll pierce a hole through your chest!”
“You’re not from this time, are you?”
Add flinches.
He stumbles backward, staring at this man with new wariness. Green eyes, gray hair, skin and hands that look like he’s not worked a day in his life. “Who the hell-”
“My name is Ain,” the man says. “If you ever need help, just call my name, okay? I’d like to relieve some of the pain you feel.”
Add is about to snap at him - to say he doesn’t need any help, that he doesn’t feel any pain, and that this Ain didn’t answer his damn question - but then the air shimmers. Add blinks.
Was he talking to someone?
He can’t quite remember.
Unease lingers at the back of his mind, but he shakes it away and turns to his screens once more.
Video: https://youtu.be/Q66EmerD6U4 Elsword: Apostasia + Diabolic Esper
ATh tries to comfort the completely broken DiE. Fluff a lot.
He says nothing to the silent time traveler, whose knees are collapsed on the floor. Add shakily trembles, gasping in laughter and sobs. The cyan-haired man blinks.
What can he say? A human with broken minds will inevitably never listen to one’s comforting words. He is broken, his fragments of what built him up shattered. Ain will not complain, nor will he pity the fool for his actions. He will simply act to do what’s best for Add.He drapes over a fluffy blanket over Add, setting down a cup of apple juice for the unfortunate soul. The time traveler loves sweet and fluffy things, right? And as much as he denies it, Add likes having company around too. So staying with him might be the better option.As he kneels down beside him, the time traveler makes a weeping chuckle, along with lines that Ain can’t exactly decipher. He’s not too keen on asking however, and let’s him be in his broken world. What matters is Add on the outside.
It’s the only thing Ain knows how to take care of, anyway.
Fem!MM x Clown!EE. Fluff (+ kissu) <3
((fem!MM will be referred to as Mina, derived from the Mind part of Mastermind!))
The backstage area is warm but not sweltering, just enough to be comfortable. Mina sighs as she flips up her laptop, hooking it up to the light system and starting to toggle with the controls.
The circus is chaotic on weekends, but if she’s lucky, she might be able to catch him on break, she thinks.
“Aw, are you putting the spotlight on me?”
She flinches when the hand comes to land on her shoulder, but her expression softens when she turns to find Ain looking over her shoulder, half in costume. “That’s cute,” she grumbles. “Do you want to, like, put your hat on?”
Ain pouts. “I think you’d look cuter in it, though…”
Before Mina can protest, Ain has clapped the hat over her head, tugging it over her pristine ponytail. “There you go,” he chuckles, leaning down to press a kiss on her lips. “Return the hat to me when you get a chance~”
As he flounces away, presumably to put on the rest of his costume, Mina tries to speak, fails, and makes a shrieking noise instead.
Maybe Ain hadn’t accounted for the amount of face paint that would get on her.
EE burns Dekal ala bonfire and tada, the magic word: For the glory of Ishmael! (+ Add facepalm and exclaimed that it belongs to Kumamon lol)
Ain claps his hands together as he finishes tying up Dekal onto the makeshift stake that he had made previously. He ignores the insults and curses that the Nasod was throwing at him and went to light up the stake.
When Ain lights up the base of the stake, he watches Dekal being engulfed within the flames and a small smile appears on his features. The Nasod continued to scream insults to the Celestial until he was screaming with agony and was calling for any sort of help to put out the fire.
But no help came for the Nasod and his screams were heard loud and clearly while the smell of burnt metal filled the air.
Ain threw his arms open after Dekal fell silent. “For the glory of Ishmael!”
Behind him, Add facepalms loudly and yells. “That should have belonged to Kumamon, you shitty priest!”
continuation of MM hijacking elgang's gadget. this time, it's erbluhen that did it. (+ elgang reaction & add and ain's slight fluff reaction <3)
(This being the ask in question, and we hope we interpreted your request right, anon!)
“FUCK, AGAIN?”
That shout, and variations of it, ring all around the inn the Elgang is staying at. Add stares at his own tablet, which is just as encrypted as everyone else’s.
“Shit,” he mutters. “I didn’t even do it this time…”
“I know,” Ain says smugly. Add jumps. Jeez, why can that man sneak up on people so well?
“You scared me!”
“Yep!” Ain says happily. He walks over and taps a quick password into Add’s tablet. After a moment, the information starts decrypting itself. Add stares.
“You… set up the ransomware this time?”
“Yep!” Ain says again, grinning. “I copied your code. Are you proud of me?”
Add stares up at him, then sets aside the tablet, finding a laugh bubbling up in his chest. “You devious little shit,” he purrs, and pulls Ain down for a kiss.
And if he laughs into that kiss, and the laugh sounds a bit crazy, who cares?
DiE x ATh with "Tailor Shop on Enbizaka" scene/theme? Tx~ (Tailor Shop on Enbizaka is a Vocaloid song~ :D)
But I must continue with my work…
Add hums as he combs his hair, trying to flatten it down and make it less unruly with a bit of water. “Maybe there were a few roadblocks in the way, but I must continue with my work,” he tells himself, smiling goofily in the mirror as he thinks of the man of his dreams.
He picks up the brooch he’d collected the day before, washes off the blood, smiles lovingly as he thinks of how his beloved Ain will feel when he sees him in such a pretty brooch.
He wonders if Ain misses him, after they’ve been separated for so many years. He wonders if he’ll still recognize him. He wonders if Ain will still love him as much as he does.
When he crosses to the window and sees Ain talking to the elf with the pretty hairpin, he wonders if he’ll have to bloody his hands again tonight.
And so he does, for how could he let her steal his beloved Ain’s affection? The hairpin he takes for himself as a trophy, just like the brooch before it, and all his trophies before that.
“Now, I must continue with my work…”
Now, another bittersweet AU. MM made Humanoid!Apostasia, giving him the love thst he doesnt know.
He made him out of loneliness. Add wouldn’t admit it himself, but the doll knew.
Ball jointed fingers are met with warm hands, with Add carefully examining the doll’s body parts. The man in white tinkered a bit more with his arm before positioning it, giving a satisfied look as he gently released his grip on the doll’s arm.
“Ain.” Add confidently stated. “Don’t disappoint.”
That was his name. Ain.
The doll stared at himself, curiously moving his fingers. There was no feeling, but he could still control his body. Useful when handling with knives and other sharp objects.
He was made with the purpose of being a servant, but Ain quickly found himself overshadowed by his creator’s engineering. He found that Add was more of an engineer than a magical summoner. And yet he still bothered to put a soul inside a plastic vessel. That was the first sign of being made not for work, but for company.
The second was the fact no one ever came to visit him.
Cake was slowly eaten. Supplies were never-ending. Add had everything to himself, everything except for people. Perhaps it was out of distrust, or the fact he’s a larger-than-most introvert. Either way, the man was alone, and would always be alone.
Ain settled down a cup of coffee, watching stiffly as Add’s pale fingers danced on the keyboard. An assortment of patterns appeared on the screen in front him. Ain didn’t know what they meant, but Add seemed to be able to understand it all.
The third was the fact that Add always wanted him to linger. To at least, be a background character and notice his creator’s presence. He found that Add always made him stick around, like Ain was half of his soul. Once, Ain wandered off himself, going to the depths of Add’s lab to clean. Before Ain himself realized it, Add was already tailing him, magenta eyes peeking from a potential blind spot.“Good work, Ain.” Add complimented, glancing away from the doll.
“…..Okay.”It didn’t seem like he gave the right response, because Add’s mouth quivered at his confused remark. Like this other half of his soul didn’t say what Add wanted him to say.
To try and fill the void with an image created to be just like ‘him’ would never fill the void in his heart, however. Ain hoped Add would realize that one day.
For the ship thing, Apostasia x Mastermind? :3c
Who is more likely to hurt the other? MM. Physically, at least. The very reason he got attracted to Sia in the first place was because he wanted to figure him out psychologically and physically. Sia would be more than willing to be experimented on.
Who is emotionally stronger? MM
Who is physically stronger? Sia. He’s immortal.
Who is more likely to break a bone? Sia. You don’t see MM moving around a lot, do you?
Who knows best what to say to upset the other? Sia when MM is so pissy about a failed experiment. He does it so MM can let some steam off.
Who is most likely to apologise first after an argument? Sia. MM is a tsun and a proud mofo.
Who treats who’s wounds more often? Sia. Sia can heal himself. Unlike MM. MM needs someone to remind him that he’s already bleeding to death.
Who is in constant need of comfort? Sia. It’s an Ishmael thing.
Who gets more jealous? I can’t say for sure. They’re both a yandere-ish type to me.
Who’s most likely to walk out on the other? MM. He doesn’t like wasting time on arguments.
Who will propose? MM in the most tsun way you can imagine.
Who has the most difficult parents? I’d say it’s MM. Sia has none.
Who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? MM thinks it’s ridiculous but does it anyway.
Who comes up for the other all the time? Sia
Who hogs the blankets? MM
Who gets more sad? Sia. Again, it’s an Ishmael thing.
Who is better at cheering the other up? MM
Who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes? MM. Just imagine Sia telling a joke in that flat tone of his. Who wouldn’t want to slap that? :’D
Who is more streetwise? MM
Who is more wise? MM
Who’s the shyest? Sia
Who boasts about the other more? Sia in a nonverbal way.
Who sits on who’s lap? MM does on Sia. When he’s in “the mood”.
How to Title
(Again, I’m still trying to get back into writing; so I’m really sorry if this sucks. I’m forcing myself to write so I can get my muse back. Hopefully, it returns ‘cause I’ll defo write a lot. THIS IS LONG OVERDUE.)
The inventor barely noticed when someone entered his laboratory. Magenta eyes were intently staring at the holographic screen before him, looking at it as if it’s the most interesting thing in the world. Well, it was, considering all the numbers and formulae that crawled all over the screen were product of the mind of his oh-so-awesome self. To this man, nothing’s more interesting than his own inventions, the fruits of his dedication to the study of Nasod Technology. His knowledge about Nasods had let him create advanced weaponry that fully utilized the potential of such machines—machines that could surpass even the creations of the Queen of Nasods herself! Because of that, he had every reason to take pride in his works. So he had no plan of getting himself distracted. That’s until the familiar scent of coffee caught his attention.
He whipped his head to the side, first catching the sight of the hand holding the cup and soon tracing it back to its owner, whom was none other than Sia.
In a maid dress.
Masi blinked a couple of times, wondering if he’s seeing things due to his lack of sleep; he even squeezed his eyes shut. The result remained the same. It really was him. It’s Sia, donning a frilly dark blue maid dress with an apron over it that was as frilly.
Masi let out a soft whistle.
“Well, well, well, what have we here.” A smirk crossed the Mastermind’s face. He turned his chair to the side to face the feminized celestial. His eyes scrutinized Sia from head to toe, taking in every detail of the male’s outfit and the way it hugged his body.
It’s perfect.
Masi’s hand reached for the hem of the skirt without a word, raising it out of curiosity, and letting it fall without the intent of revealing what’s underneath. “Who made you wear this? It’s cute.”
Sia’s expression remained stoic at the question; yet it’s quite obvious from the way his cheeks burned, that the celestial found wearing a maid dress embarrassing enough. Masi thought it’s adorable. He knew Sia would agree to everything that Masi would ask of him, but this was something the angel had done on his own will. It’s truly a surprise to the inventor.
“I dressed up for you. Thought maybe you’d like it. Do you like it?” Sia asked in a small, monotonous voice. Though his face lacked emotions, it’s discernable that he’s waiting for his lover’s affirmation.
There’s no need to ask. Masi didn’t like it; he loved it!
“I love it. I really do.” The scientist took the cup from the maid’s hand and took a sip from it before setting it down to the nearest table. Then, with a chuckle, he grabbed the maid’s wrist and pulled him close, maneuvering Sia around so he’s sitting on Masi’s lap with his back turned on him.
The towhead pushed Sia’s hair to one shoulder so he could rest his chin on the other. “You’re really cute in this outfit,” Masi mumbled against the back of the celestial’s ear, his arms wrapping around his partner’s waist. “Did you do this to seduce me?”
Just a moment ago he wasn’t planning on letting himself be distracted; but now, he’s more than willing to spend the rest of the night with this crossdressing maid to taste every inch of him. This was a dessert given to him freely. Who’s he to refuse? Besides, it’s not always Sia would surprise him like this; it would be foolish to let this opportunity slip through his fingers. He’s a man of science, yes; but he’s also a lover of a fallen angel.
Sia didn’t respond to the inquiry, but an audible gasp quickly escaped from his mouth when a hand slipped under the skirt and rested on his thigh, squeezing. The warm hand traveled closer to the core after each rub, causing the male to shudder and hold his breath. It wasn’t helping that it was accompanied by butterfly kisses and nips to the side and back of his neck. With each kiss and touch, the angel felt like melting from the heat that’s starting to spread from within him. It’s a feeling Sia couldn’t exactly explain, but he was sure he liked it.
Masi’s hand glided over the fabric of the maid’s underwear. It felt lacy and soft to the touch. “Ribbons?” He let out a chuckle. “Even this?” Adding a little pressure, he fumbled for the male’s length, which he was able to grasp easily as it was already half hard. “Someone’s getting a little too excited.”
With a kiss to Sia’s nape, Masi took hold of the male’s shaft, freeing it from the restraints of his lacy underwear and pumping it until it’s fully erected. There’s a small whimper, an obvious attempt to keep his mouth sealed; but the scientist wouldn’t allow that. His thumb touched the head, spreading what he concluded as the male’s precum and using it as lubricant to slide his fingers around easier, which elicited moans from the celestial.
“Do you really want it that much?” Masi took the shell of Sia’s ear between his teeth, his thumb dipping into the slit.
The question was answered with an eager nod and Sia squirming as though to tell the scientist to continue. A foxy smile crossed Masi’s face, amused at his lover’s unusual behavior. It’s almost as if he’s a cat in heat. However, despite the angel’s silent request, Masi let go of Sia’s member; and as soon as he did, the maid glanced over his shoulder, a look of discomfort and frustration shown on his face.
“Why are you giving me that look?” The inventor grinned. “Don’t be too hasty. We’ll get there. Just try to relax for now, alright?”
Of course, he knew it wouldn’t be easy for Sia to relax, not when he’s already close to the edge. But that’s the fun part. Sia would be voicing out his needs to Masi soon enough. There’s nothing more arousing than hearing his lover beg.
An unzipping sound was heard, and the milky back of the celestial was exposed. It felt cool, a total contrast to the lips that soon trailed down his spine, causing Sia to let out a shuddered breath. This doesn’t always happen, him being under the control of the Mastermind; but when it does, he’s too weak, mind too muddled to even come up with any rational thought. All he felt was his lover’s touches, his kisses, the pleasure of succumbing to lust.
A moan sipped through his lips when he felt the warm hand of the scientist on his chest. Masi had managed to slip a hand in and was now pinching his nipple. He arched his back and groaned, soon feeling a pang coming from his shoulder, which he found satisfying for unknown reason. He had been bitten. Satisfying, yet still he wanted more. His hands were clenched around his skirt, aching to proceed and touch himself; yet he held back as he wanted Masi to be the one to send him to his zenith. It’s his Goddess’ will.
“Masi…” Sia mumbled through tears of extreme need.
“Patience…”
Masi’s hand crawled under the maid’s skirt, fingers wrapping around the hardened flesh of the celestial. Sia squirmed, grinding against the inventor’s crotch, which caused him to hiss. He’s barely managing to hold himself back; Sia grinding against him wasn’t helping at all.
“Masi, please…” came the breathless voice of the angel.
“Please, what?” Masi moved his hand slowly, teasing. “What does my angel want?”
“I…” Sia swallowed a moan when his partner suddenly picked up the pace, hand rubbing against the member in a repetitive motion. He could barely keep up with it. Next thing he knew, even though he was biting his lip down, a string of lewd sounds had already escaped his mouth. Heat continued building up in his body, pooling in the pit of his abdomen. It’s a good feeling—no, not even a word could describe it. He felt extremely hot; his head was spinning. But it was pleasant, really pleasant, almost as if he’s floating.
It’s like he’s experiencing Heaven.
“I love you, my beautiful angel.”
Euphoria.
A voiceless scream.
White hot energy spread throughout Sia’s whole body, rendering his mind blank. All he felt was pure ecstasy. It was beautiful, wonderful, promising, fulfilling. For a moment, he was motionless, relishing the sweet orgasm granted to him by his partner. This was the pleasure only his lover could give him. Not Ishmael. No one else.
Only Masi.
When he finally rode out his climax, Sia fell back against Masi. His body was drained of strength; he felt fragile, defenseless. But he’s safe. He knew he’s safe when he’s with Masi. There’s nothing else he could ask for at the moment. Or was there?
“Look at that.” Masi held up his hand in front of the celestial’s face, his palm sticky with Sia’s cum. Then he clicked his tongue. “You’ve made a mess. How dirty. Shouldn’t you—”
The inventor wasn’t able to finish his sentence when his hand was grabbed by Sia, the cum licked off of it in an instant. As if that wasn’t yet enough, he went off to lick his fingers clean. It left Masi astounded.
Color rose to the scientist’s face at his lover’s act. “You didn’t have to do—”
“Yours taste better. I want it.”
Masi had to take a moment before he could fully comprehend what Sia had said. If it’s possible to blush more, his face would’ve already been bright red. He could only watch in awe when Sia got up to his feet, turned and got down to his knees in front of him. He wasn’t complaining, but that really caught him off guard. With a shake of his head, the scientist let out a laugh and tried to relax in his seat.
“Alright. Suit yourself.” Masi shrugged.
“Don’t mind if I do.” Sia pulled a smirk, a rare sight for Masi, which caused his heart to skip a beat. He knew the meaning behind that smirk. Sia seldom does it; but when he does, Masi knows he’s fucked up.
And indeed, he was.
Mochi and Esper fell asleep accidentally on Eun (animal) mode, separately. Ended up Eun scolded Mochi and Esper in Asura (human) mode. Fluff and comedy <3 <3
“Your tails are soft, why are you blaming me for falling asleep on them?”
Eun swishes her tails and narrows her eyes, then shifts, a shimmer of power reverting her back to the human body of the Asura. “It’s impolite to fall asleep on a fox without asking. You’re lucky I didn’t bite your head off, Ain.”
Ain grins and shrugs. “Well, since you haven’t, can I do it again?”
The only thing that stops Eun from nipping him is Ara’s silent insistence that she doesn’t want to taste Ain’s blood.
“ADD- oh, for the love of moonlight, where did he go?”
There’s nothing in the room to indicate Add was ever there except for a lingering warmth on Eun’s tails, a soreness where his head was, and a bunch of flying purple sparks in the room. Eun sighs and shakes her beast form off, preparing to hand control of her body back to Ara.
“When he comes back, I’m going to give him the scolding of his life,” she grumbles. Ara laughs silently.
【Food boy? He’s bothersome and asks too many questions. It feels like the number of Elbrats has increased… 】
Bonus:
For the matchups : female | 5'2" | hetero | deaf | shy | an indoor girl | dislike to go outside unless it's urgent | loves to read anything interesting | secretly hid her pain without anyone knows the reason | black-haired with rather athletic body | occasionally got angry for no reason | paranoid | yearns for motherly figure, secretly | emotional || Prefer to be paired with 2nd job
I would pair you with Chung!
Your shyness is what draws Iron Paladin to you, eager to help coax you out of your shell and show you how beautiful the world can be, even if you can’t hear the waves crashing against Hamel’s coasts or the chirping of the birds, he wants to protect you, and your smile. The closer you become, the more easily he can read you, picking up on your body language when you’re in distress or about to overload yourself with bottled up emotions. He listens to you and betters himself, trying to be someone worthy of protecting you and being with you.
WIP HUEHUEHUE
Guro doodle?
