#ebalon x reader

[imagineelrios]

A scenario of the El Masters being jealous of their S/O who plays Otome games please!

“What is that?” Denif asks.  You hide your phone against your chest.

“Um, nothing?”

Denif turns to you, golden eyes narrowing in suspicion.  “Nothing?”

You squeak.  He crosses the room and carefully pries your phone away, staring at the picture.

“Hmm,” he says.

You grimace.

“Should I be worried?” he asks finally, looking to you.  You shake your head.

“Then I won’t be.”  He gives your phone back to you and pats your head.  “What you do in your spare time is none of my business unless you want it to be.”

He’s… surprisingly chill about this, actually.  It’s kind of concerning.

Ebalon doesn’t even bother asking.  He just does that ghost thing where you don’t notice he’s there until he’s standing over your shoulder, his breath hot on your ear, watching you select conversation options.  When you jump in surprise, you hit his chin with your shoulder.

“Sorry!” you yelp, turning around to him.  “Don’t do that!”

“Hmm.”  Ebalon stands straight, rubbing his bruised chin.  “What are you playing?”

“A game.”  You turn your phone face-down.  Ebalon gives you a very unconvinced look.

“A game.”

“It has a good story?” you try.  At that, Ebalon’s face relaxes and he shrugs.

“As long as you’re just playing it for the story, it’s okay.”

“It’s unfair,” Ventus whines as he flops down next to you and stares at your phone.  You take a breath, ready to convince him that you still love him and you just play these games for the storyline, but-

“How come you get to date beautiful boys and I don’t?”

You sputter.  Lincy hits him.  Ventus pokes at your phone screen.

“You don’t think I’m beautiful?” you manage after a good fifteen seconds.  Ventus kisses your temple.

“Of course you are!  But those are anime boys.  They’re out of your league, honey.”

You would be totally justified in slapping him right now.

“I remember this game,” says Solace as he watches you play.  There’s no point in trying to hide it from him.  He’s been watching you for the past five minutes.

“Yeah?” you ask.  He nods.

“I learned how to be romantic from it.”

You choke on nothing.  Solace waits for you to recover.

“You played this game?” you finally sputter out.  Solace nods.

“Of course.  No matter what questionable decisions you have to make, the characters are compelling and there’s a semblance of plotline.”

Apparently, there are a lot of things you don’t know about your boyfriend.

[imagineelrios]

solace, denif, and ebalon confess to reader-chan but end up getting cock blocked. bonus: they end up confessing in the most embarrassing way possible

“I got you a book.”  Ebalon smiles as he tells you this, holding out a book you’ve never seen before.  It’s bound carefully in silver leather.  You take it gently, staring at it.

“The Book of Confessions?” you read from the cover, then stare up at him, smiling.  “Is this…?”

“Just read it.”  Ebalon is still smiling.  You open the book to the first page, expecting some long love letter of the sort Ebalon is prone to writing.

Then you stop and squint.

“Well?” Ebalon prompts, sounding nervous.  You silently turn the book for him to see.

In paragraphs upon paragraphs, with punctuation, sentence structure, and capitalization, is written the word “cock” over and over.

Ebalon stares.  Then he snatches the book from you, snaps it shut, blushes, and storms out, muttering something about murdering Solace.

“I’m sure you know why I’ve taken you here.  Or you can at least guess,” Denif says.  You smile, taking his hand, and look out over the ocean that’s lapping at your feet.

“Try me,” you say lightly.  Denif nods.

“Well.  I wanted to tell you, I-”

A sort of crackling noise stops you both.  You look up at Denif’s horns, which are suddenly.. peeling?

“Um, I think your horns got sunburned,” you say.  Denif frowns and puts a hand up to feel them.

“There’s supposed to be a protective coating of water over them, how could it have evaporated?” he asks, then sighs and stares up at the sun.  You don’t ask.

You already know.

When Solace corners you, it’s with a smirk and a wrapped present, on the roof of the tower where most of the Elianord mages practice.  You cross your arms.

“Do you want to say something?” you prompt him.  Solace nods, wetting his lips with his tongue, and holds out the gift.

“Here.  I prepared this for you, because I want to say-”

A blur of silver and blue, a scuffle, a shriek.  Solace goes flying over the side of the tower.  Ebalon peers down after him, as Denif turns to you, dusting off his hands.

“We both love you,” he says bluntly.  “We wanted to do this fairly, so there.  You know, now.  And Solace cock-blocked us both, so, karma.”

“Um…”  You point over the side.  “Is he okay?”

“He used sunlight to catch himself,” Ebalon says. “Though he’s quite pissed.  Denif, let’s lock him in his room.”

“That’s the smartest thing you’ve said all day,” Denif sighs, and looks at you.  “Would you like to join us?”

[imagineelrios]

could i request some ebalon x reader fluff headcanons or scenarios? (whichever is easier) also huge thank you to the mods for working so hard ^^

Tonight was the full moon. Gentle, soft hands traced circles in the water that reflected the image of the glowing sphere. Magic sparked at Ebalon’s fingers. The ripples that blurred the moon changed the image being reflected in the water. Instead, the light shaped itself into fish, and swam around gracefully, as if it was alive.  “It’s beautiful,” you found yourself muttering, entranced at Ebalon’s magic.Ebalon’s smile widened, clearly overjoyed at your compliment. He kept a calm, soothing tone as he replied a “Thank you” to you though.

“…Do you like doing this on full moons because it makes you strong?” You asked curiously.

“…No. I simply find comfort being in the moonlight like this,” Ebalon replied, still focused on animating the fish made out of light. “Though, it’s not a very useful trick…“ he sighed. “If a mage were to witness this, they’d laugh. It wastes mana, and you can’t exactly do anything with it other than provide some short time entertainment.” “…I like it though,” you pat his head. “I think… it’s amazing you manage to that, making the fish move. It makes me feel special you showed this to me.” Had it been not been night, you would’ve seen the Master of the Moon blush. “…I see. I’m… glad you’re here with me now, then. It was getting lonely, with no night owls being interested in my hobbies.”“I’d say I like everything about you, though.” You whispered, drooping your head down. He stopped his show, letting the light disperse back to it’s original form. Hands reached out to lift your chin to face him. Slowly, he leaned forward to you, giving a kiss in the moonlight. “I love you too.” he whispered back.

[imagineelrios]

Hey, um can i have some Ebalon x reader headcanons? c:

You feel unease as you are around Ebalon. You think that it is a quiet nature or his kindness that he often shows to others, but you keep your distance with him.

You often find Ebalon reading a book and you can’t help but to sit next to him and ask what he is reading. He smiles at you kindly and he explains to you what the book is about. You don’t fall asleep or look bored. You stare at the very end to listen to him finish what his book is about.

Ebalon can surprise you at different moments and you never expect it.. When he touches your shoulder, you will become startled and jump up an inch. You turn back to look who tapped your shoulder and find Ebalon chuckling softly. You blush at this and cross your arms until he stops chuckling.  

You often see him talking to the other El Masters, but he will always notices you and will introduce you to the other El Masters.

[imagineelrios]

Ebalon x OP!Badass!Reader? I wanna see how this turns out. Oh, and this is one of meh favorite ask blogs!

Ebalon, as he walks to join you, has his hands in his pockets.  And he doesn’t have his weapons out.

You point this out.  He smiles at you, that gentle smile which always precludes teasing.

“You can take care of yourself and me,” he says mildly.  “I’m just here for moral support and to get turned on by watching you be capable.”

He silences any protest you might make - really, his kinks are so strange - by moving on.

“Anyways, we’ve still got a lot of this place to clear out.  Zealots of Henir… such a pain, wouldn’t you agree?”

They’re no problem for you.  His teasing smile tells you he knows that quite well.

And if you kiss him in the middle of the battlefield, he’ll still be relaxed and responsive, like he expected that exact response.