#elsai

[erabu-san]

Commission for @saiyan98 ! Thank you so much !

[ask-elboyaisha]

They grew up so well-w-

[elsword-x-aisha-oneshots]

Regrets

Characters:

Elsword (Lord Knight)

Aisha (Elemental Master)

Elesis (Grand Master)

Plot:

A couple of weeks after the First Date. Inspired by “A Crossing of Stars” by Mirai Akina in FanFiction.

Story:

“Elsword....” Aisha whined. “We gotta get back to studying...”

Elsword ignore her advice and continue on giving her many kisses all over her neck. Aisha tries to escape from his grasp, but she couldn’t. All she can do was enjoy the bliss she was getting from Elsword’s kisses. She squeaked a bit when Elsword found that spot that makes her feel like she’s in heaven.

You’re probably wondering what’s happening right now. Well, after their first date, the two pretty much became a couple. They were back to their old selves; arguing, bickering and teasing. Doesn’t sound much? Well to Elsword, it was his dream come true, especially since now they can hold hands, kiss and cuddle together.

Anyways, Elsword and Aisha had a big test coming for them; so, somehow, Elsword convinced Aisha to study together at his house. When they were studying, Aisha thought it was time for a break. Which somehow led to this...

How? Even I don’t know. Anyways, as Elsword was pleasuring Aisha, a knock came from his door.

“Elsword!” Yelled Elesis. “You guys need anything? I’m gonna head to the market and get some food for diner.”

Elsword cursed in silent. “Uh, no I’m good!” He yelled as he try to get Aisha off of him.

“Okay, how about you Aisha? Do you want anything?”

Aisha was panting, no thanks to Elsword’s actions. “I’m fine Elesis, thank you!” She replied.

“Okay... don’t do anything immoral you two!” Elesis said as she walks away from Elsword’s door.

Elsword sigh, “That was too close,”

POW

Aisha whacked him on his head.

“Ow! What was that for?” He asked.

“You idiot! If your sister didn’t knock... W-we...” Aisha stuttered.

“We what?”

Aisha was quiet and was looking away when Elsword finally realized what she meant and started blushing.

“I-I didn’t mean to take it that far!!! I swear, I wouldn’t do that until we... we... we...” Elsword couldn’t say the last part because it was embarrassing for him.

“A-anyways, we should probably grab something from the kitchen before we go back to studying.”

“Yeah, we should,” Aisha replied.

Elsword and Aisha went into the kitchen to grab something eat real quick before they go back to studying.

“Hey Aisha?”

“Yeah?”

For awhile, Elsword has this feeling that’s been engulfing him ever since he and Aisha became a couple, and something tells him that he has to confront soon or it’ll destroy him.

“Well... can you tell my why?”

“Why what?” Aisha replied.

“...Why do you love me?”

Aisha was speechless, Elsword rarely makes a serious conversation unless it involves their favorite tv shows, gaming or any news about the streamer that gone missing since Elsword’s encounter with her.

“What? Why would you ask that?”

“Oh c’mon, isn’t it obvious? After everything I did to you, all those pranks, all those names, all those... painful memories...” Elsword started gripping his hands as he start remembering all those memories of Aisha crying after every prank he pulled on her.

“It just...” He took a deep breath, “Why do you still love me after everything I’d done to you?”

Aisha was quiet but Elsword wouldn’t dare to look at her, letting out all the guilt he had ever since they started dating.

Aisha got off her seat and walked in front of Elsword.

“Elsword? Look at me,” Aisha replied, guiding her hands towards his face, making him look up toward her. As Elsword moves his head up, he see Aisha with her Amethyst eyes, shinning bright with love and reassurance.

“Els, I never stopped falling fo you, ever since I found out how I felt toward you, I hoped that if I distance myself toward you, you’d move on. But, instead, you desperately try to get my attention again, even after I told you not to. Seeing you try gave me a small glimpse of hope that maybe... just maybe... that you feel the same for me. And then, when you apologized to me... I couldn’t help myself but tell you the truth. And you know what you did? You confessed to me... after I hit you for touching my chest, pervert.”

This brought a chuckle to Elsword despite his tears eyes. Aisha then brought him closer to her and hugged him, “But still, I knew you didn’t mean to make me cry. You just wanted to go back to the way it was, just us two, having the time of our lives.”

“At first,” Elsword interrupted. “I did; but, I had someone tell me that these feelings I have are more than that. I wanted to be closer to you, I wanted you by my side, I want to be by your side...”

Elsword hugged tighter.

“Hurting you, was my biggest regret. I promise, I’ll never hurt you again. I’ll will make you happy no matter what.”

Elsword and Aisha stayed there, hugging one another, showing the love they have for each other, until...

“Though, I do like where I’m at right now,” Elsword said, smirking.

By the time Aisha realized where he meant, she sceamed, “YOU IDIOT!” And smack him.

Another normal day passed by for these two lovebirds.

The next day, Elsword waited for Aisha near her house, “Hey Aisha!” He yelled.

Aisha was still upset about yesterday, “What are you doing, idiot?”

“I told you, I want to walk to school with you,” He answered with a smile, which makes her heart skip a beat.

She sigh, “I just can’t stay mad at you, can I?”

“Nope.”

And so, the two walked to school together, holding hands and talking along the way.

[elsaiforwin]

Immortal and Metamorphy dressed as Mad Paradox and Code Ultimate!

aaa I post the sketch because I dunno if I will finish it ! Sorry for the late btw lol

[tomokahiroshi]

Building a Snowman

"Here comes another!", he shouts as he throws another snowball.

"Got that!", she replies loudly as she encounters his snowball with her own.

"This fight is going on forever.", he laughs. "How about doing something else?"

"Hm... like what?", she walks over to him.

"Well... this may sound childish, but how about building a snowman?", he sits down on the snow.

"Sure, I haven't build one in quite a while.", she smiles. "So, shall we begin?"

"Of course.", he grins. "Now let's get to it."

Though it's something only kids do often, they enjoy it anyway. It's fun when you come back to the old days for a bit, isn't that right?

"To be honest, I really like spending time with you.", he puts his hands on his hips and looks at their snowman. "It looks pretty nice."

"I like it too, it's fun.", she takes his hand. "It's the most beautiful when I make it with you."

"Really?", he snickers. "I love you."

They kiss, in front of something they made together.

"Happy New Year."

[illusionaryrain]

OH YESS

[spirify]

Fallen ― ONE

w. Rielin ― “A blind angel falls in love with the most fearful devil.”

SLOTH

Scorching surface, blazing with ominous ignition spreaded throughout the endless path. The desperate cries of the forbidden ones echoed throughout the ravaged area, creating a disgusted irritation under the countenance of a devil. He sat proudly on the throne with one of his leg crossed over the other as his head was slightly leaning over the edge of chair. His crimson eyes were dull and empty as he stared down upon the vast void. Dust particles have collected on top of skulls that were decrepit over the years. Lava-like fluid was flowing down through the cracks of the floor, letting off devilish steam. The sinful ones were pleaing with angst, as they deprived any type of food source or water. This was the everyday life in a place called hell. The devil that insolently sat upon the throne, resembling a forceful ruler of the world, was named Elsword; the most fearful devil of all. His immense pure strength overpowered any other devils, and his lack of friendly emotions intimidated many. He was not afraid to slash the life of the one that would deny his being, whether that was a fallen angel or a devil, the ones residing in the deepest realm of hell.

The depicted image of his devilish claws being stained with blood did not excite him anymore, for he have murdered countless beings. The sensation of running his sharp nails did not rush a single pump of adrenaline in his bloodstream. Everything in hell was mundane. The desperate plea, the sound of crunching earth; nothing was amusing for the devil, as each day repeated itself. These days, he would constantly feel sluggish; he was too reluctant to convict another deadly sin, yet he was sloth- himself. He craved for something new, something he have never laid his eyes upon.

"But how is being blind considered a gift, mother?" a worried voice spoke, shaking with hopelessness.

"Aisha," another angelic voice spoke, tickling the blind angel's ears with the sensation of softness. She could almost imagine the gentle features of her mother, the innocence illuminating from her eyes as she would comfort her own daughter. Yet it was a mere imagination.

I cannot see her. I am the blind angel. Tears were glistening under the violet orbs under her blindness, the intensity of her irritation growing within.

"You have been gifted, darling. While the others see the demonic side of the stained world, your eyes will be kept pure and innocent," the blind angel's mother spoke ever so softly as she tried to calm the angered soul of her daughter.

The mother would always remind the blind angel with the same words, yet how ironic it was for her to be told that her blind eyes could only see the purity within the world, when her own eyes were completely stained by absolute darkness.

This is not a gift, this is a sin. With an irritated grunt, the bling angel ignored the reassuring words mother of hers as she dashed away from the heavenly place. She was driven by her raw emotions that were piled upon one another after many years of denying that her blindness was in fact- a sin, not a gift. She felt the sensation of her neck clogging with wrath and sorrow, aren't angels a blessing? Yet why was she in a such uncertain state- not even being able to figure out that her difference was a sin or a gift? Rapid breaths puffed out from her lips, yet was strangled with lack of oxygen. Then the angel stumbled over a sharp object, as she simultaneously rolled down into a path of unknown. Her fragile body was pounded upon something rather heavy, forcing a door-like structure to creak open. The wounded body of hers landed upon a dusted ground as she let out a painful grunt. She smelled the scent of her blood diffusing into the vast air and with quick movements, she grasped her ankle. The sensation of sticky liquid lingered in between her fingers as she realized that her leg was bleeding profusely. Although she was blind, her aspects to recognize the situation was beyond average. The sharp object was possibly a shrubbery with thorns, yet she scented a flower- possibly a rose. It seemed as if she was tripped over the bushes and stumbled across, forcing a heavy door to open. Yet where was she? The air felt immense and somewhat chilly, yet the surface felt blazingly hot.

"What is this…," she quickly revolted as she heard a questioning voices from nearby. There seemed to be a crowd surrounding her vulnerable body, and their voices were filled with curiosity and hunger. They smelled the odor of her blood in the air and with their natural instincts, the crowd rushed over, only to recognize the angel as a food source.

"S― someone please save me!" feeling the danger of getting eaten lurking behind her shadow, she shouted- crying with plea. Was this a sin being pressed against her, for thinking that her blindness was a curse? In such a short moment, she felt immense feelings of guilt and regret, the words of her mother's creating an insignia within herself.

"Oh? An angel in the deepest realm of hell?" a husky voice spoke, gradually getting louder as the angel assuming he was walking towards her. The hungered voices soon diminished into the thin air, as the crowd made a silent pathway for the fearful devil to pass through. He squatted down next to the angel and forcefully grabbed her chin, his barbed claws creating a dense mark on her skin as it digged through. The angel grunted with fear, which was also driven by the painful sensation lingering in her ankle.

"Wh― who are you?" her voice came out shaky, as she was shivering with fear. She did not know where she was, she did not know how she even reached this place, she did not know who she was speaking to. Her thin hairs were standing on the edge of her skin, goosebumps crawling under.

"Who am I," the voice repeated, firm and stoic. It was unhesitant, contrasting her own voice.

"Elsword," he spoke, "So who are you?" he questioned, his menacing voice sending another shiver through her spine.

"A― Aisha," she easily give in, as she did not expect what would happen to her vulnerable being if she denied his fearful question. Although she was blind, she could feel the sensation of sinister aura flowing out of his being. Then he leaned over, as the angel felt his breath on the nape of her neck, creating another row of goosebumps under her skin.

"You're a special one, aren't you," he whispered.

"What― what do you mean?" she asked. For she was not special, but was sinned, as she considered.

""You can't see me, can't you?" he asked as he backed away from her ear to catch the violet eyes of hers. "You're blind," yet his voice remained quiet, unable to be heard by the crowd surrounding the two.

"How did you figure it out…?" she asked hesitantly as she felt the clenchingness of her heart. She did not know who she was speaking to nor the place she is currently in, yet her curse was easily revealed to an unknown.

"You're not looking at me," he said under his breath. "You haven't looked me in the eyes since. You're looking into the faraway," She let out a silent gasp under her breath, how could she reveal her inferiority to an unknown? Ashamed, she her blind orbs glanced down, trying to avoid her faded gaze into the ground. She felt her cheeks flushing with heat, which the devil quickly caught on. He stood superiorly and shouted with displeasement within his husky voice,

"Get lost," his voice was cold and unfaltered. With hesitance, the hungered devils ignored their bloodthirst and walked away from the flesh gushing out fresh blood. As the coveted beasts were forcefully dismissed, it was only the angel and the devil standing nearby in middle of the vast, ravaged hell. Elsword glanced down, the angel remained in a sitting position as she grabbed her wounded ankle, staining her petite fingers with blood. For a second, the devil was driven by raw emotion of ripping even more flesh of hers, wanting to see the scarlet liquid creating a pool under her lifeless body. The crimson eyes revolted, suddenly gaining dizziness. For surely, she was just a mere prey he could hunt upon, yet he did not want to. He have seen countless fallen angels yet their hands are tainted with sins they committed in heaven. But he have never seen an actual angel, a holy being that blessed many innocence. He could not dare to destroy such purity and ruin her blinded life.

"Alright, Aisha," his voice was ever so gentle that it seemed like as if he was a different being. The angel glanced up toward the source of the voice, her violet eyes glistening with clarity.

"You belong in heaven," he whispered. He gently wrapped his arms around her waist, embracing her petite body within his arms. He swayed his black, demonic cloak in the thin air, swirling the wind around. Then the two disappeared, only to reappear in front of a heavenly gate that glowed ever so holy. Aisha felt the painful sensation on her ankle slowly disappearing. Was it because of the sacred light of heaven that cured her scar, or was it because of the male named Elsword, who treated her wound without a word?

He winced at such bright light that was ever so unfamiliar. He does not belong near the gate. He belong in the blood-stained world called hell. He cannot further communicate with the angel named Aisha, for she was too pure and innocent for him. He was afraid of staining her with his demonic soul.

"There is a gate in front of you. Open it and it will lead you back to heaven," he said with a slight hint of sorrowfulness shaking with his voice. He wanted her to stay with her. Yet ironically, the devil had morals. Deeply in himself, he wanted to treasure her within hell, even if it meant trapping her inside. She was someone new, someone he have never seen before. However, he could never force her to stay beside him. She was too pure for his stained self. He had to release her. He simply thought, she was just a mere light that shined upon his mundane life for a split second. However, the angel could tell, the sensation of despair. She could tell, that he did not want her to leave, and instead, stay with her. But she does not know, the person she spoke with, the person who helped her, is the most fearful devil. Because she cannot see his devilish horns, the black clothing stained with blood, the demonic bat-like wings that has been ripped from the bare skin of his back, and the wicked fangs sprouted within his mouth. She did not fear him, because she cannot see him.

"...Thank you, Elsword," she whispered, her holy voice echoing into his mind.

I will not forget you. The fallen angel, Elsword, she thought, concluding that the devil was actually a fallen angel that has been banished from the heaven and instead, resides in hell because of a sin. Because a devil will never help an angel out, they would simply eat the souls of the holy being. And because of that, an angel will never fall in love with a devil.

But because I am blind, I was able to stand in front of you without fearing. But because I am blind, I did not know, that you are the devil.

Yet why did you release me?

author’s note:

UGHH I HAD TO REWRITE THIS CHAPTER JUST HOURS BEFORE UPLOADING BECAUSE PREVIOUS ONE SUCKED which means I have to rewrite the next chapter ahahhhahahahahh kms luckily I only worked on two chapters lmfao But I hope you guys enjoy it1! I honestly think it might be boring because the setting is only in heaven and hell lmao But I will try to make it more entertaining! Hope you guys look forward to the next chapter :D

[askpurple-magicians]

He’s still a child, of course we have to take care of him. D-don’t misunderstand !