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For all things April Fools....headcanons of everyone in the Elgang guessing that every single Ain may be gay? (I dunno I just thought of this)
((This… didn’t quite go in the direction you wanted. Sorry.))
“So, like, I heard homosexuality is really common among priests of Ishmael…”
Furtive rumors had been going around the Elgang for weeks now. Ara and Elesis had finally come together to discuss them professionally, or in less formal terms, to gossip their hearts out in the dead of night.
Ara nodded. “Yeah. Since girls tend to go serve under the priestesses of El, it’s not like there’s anyone but guys serving Ishmael, so…”
“So Ain must be gay.”
“I mean, that’s not how I would have put it,” Ara fumbled, but Elesis smiled.
“Well, have you ever seen him look at a girl with any sort of, I dunno, lust?”
“Uh… no,” Ara admitted, and swallowed hard. “I’ve only seen him look at.. Elsword…”
Suddenly, Elesis’ face froze.
“Ele?”
“Should I give him the big sister talk now, or later?” Elesis asked. “You know, the ‘hurt-him-and-I-bury-you-with-your-balls-in-your-mouth’ one?”
Ara squinted. “Uh…”
“Or something along those lines. It’s standard big sister practice.”
“How do you even know Elsword is… gay?” Ara asked. Elesis rolled her eyes.
“He had a crush on Lowe when he was eight. Also, if Ain is making eyes at him, he’ll be making eyes back.”
“A crush on… Lowe.” Ara settled herself more comfortably, and grinned. “Do tell.”
Saeran: *exists*
Saeran: hoe don't do it
Saeyoung: *exists at the same time*
Saeran: oh my god
It's kinda weird that you guys are getting Disney and 100 ways to die asks, even though your a Madoka blog.
honestly i thought so too. if anything i might just update our bio so that the fact that we’re a madoka blog is blatant.
A crack with Chiliarch and Diabla trying to get into an R-rated movie, without Ciel knowing.
Noblesse had said no right from the beginning. “I refuse to watch something so tainted with… Profanity,” she had said, looking disgusted with her nose scrunched up. “Ciel. Bring me some cleansing tea so I can get the idea out of my mind.”
Royal Guard was too busy serving Noblesse to talk to either Chilliarch or Diabla, but he shot them an alarmed look that clearly said no.
Demonio didn’t really care. “You’re a grown woman, Diabla,” he’d reasoned. “You should be able to make your own decisions.”
The only real obstacle in their way to watching this movie was Dreadlord. In his eyes, Chilliarch was still a child, someone who needed to be protected. There was no way they were going to get around him.
So the only other way would be through meddling.
The plan was going nicely. They’d acquired not just one, but two trench coats for the occasion, as well as enough money for two tickets. They’d even left the gauntlets at home.
Maybe that was what tipped Dreadlord off, thinks Chilliarch as Dreadlord stands over her and Diabla, the two girls sitting in the bigger trench coat on the floor.
Dreadlord sighs. “I don’t see why you two want to see Deadpool so much,” he says, shaking his head. “You can’t eat outside food in the theatre. That means no cookies.”
Chilliarch gasps, makes eye contact with Diabla, and they make their decision.
They end up marathoning Studio Ghibli movies all night with the others, with tons of cookies, of course.
Madoka Magica AU?
“Rena…” Aisha shakes the unconscious lady in an attempt to wake her up. The green haired lady doesn’t respond, though her hands still tightly clutch onto her soul gem. It shines maliciously, its original green hue replaced with a corrupted black. She has no more grief seeds. She’d used them up recently, in a fight with another powerful witch minutes ago. To think another would pop up so quickly… Aisha grimaces as she wonders on how to deal with this situation. All of the other female magical girls were in horrible conditions, with most, if not all of their own gems showing a large amount of taint being collected. “Damn it… and the witch took Ara too…” she hisses as she looks over to the corpse of a yellow-eyed girl. Her soul gem is missing, but it was most likely destroyed by the witch appearing. She seemed to be the nearest to the witch too, after all.
Elsword breathes heavily as he brings down the final blow to the centipede-like “familiar”, or that’s what he hears from the tiny, cat-like creature. “I’ve never seen a human defeat this many familiars before.” the creature speaks. It’s name is Kyubey, a magical species meant to help humankind defeat the so-called ‘witches’. He wipes off his sweat as he boards the room, locking the door and pushing over a heavy shelf in an effort to prevent any other familiars from peeking in.“That’s not going to stop them forever,” Kyubey points out. “Eventually, they’ll get in and kill you and your friends.” it looks over to Raven, Add and Chung, all three of which are bleeding from the wounds they’ve received from the encounter. “It’s better than nothing!” Elsword gasps out, still trying to recover from his 12th kill. “If I don’t do this, they’ll get in faster-!” “You’re only delaying the inevitable, you know.” Kyubey pouts, laying down on it’s stomach. “Hm… I’m powerless against them, but I have a proposition.” it sits up. “I don’t usually let boys do this, but I’m giving an exception here, and ask of you to become a Magical boy.” “A magical… boy?” “Yeah! A magical boy! If you accept, you can defeat the witch and rid yourself the source of that problem! You want to save your friends, right?” Elsword’s crimson eyes glances over to his friends. They’re lucky they’ve only received minor wounds, unlike the other students, whose bodies were… the redhead gulps down his thoughts of their mangled, bloody corpses. Is his sister alright too…? He isn’t sure. “That’s…” “Elsword, I’ll grant you any wish, so make a contract with me.” Kyubey adds in, to sweeten the deal. He gulps, clutching his chest. “Will it hurt?” “Just a bit. But only for a moment. And I doubt you’ll need to care, the familiars will start to pry in the room with every second you waste.” “Kyubey… Then…” Elsword bites his lip. A wish… what does he want? He thinks for a moment, but with pressure being placed onto him, he impulsively says out his first desire that comes up in his head.“I wish I had the power to protect my friends.”
Just some MM x DiE headcanons for me~ (^ω^)
Esper has seen many Masterminds, but he doesn’t know what makes this one so special to him.
Mastermind created a link between his and Esper’s Dynamo, and stole some code off of Esper’s Dynamo, so that Esper can always find his way back to Mastermind’s timeline and so Mastermind can always contact Esper.
They work in the same lab sometimes, late at night. The only sound is the clicking of keys and the whirring of computers, maybe the gentle sounds of Mastermind putting together another drone, but they’re happy with the silence.
When not working or testing things out, they tend to have long debates about Nasod research. They somehow manage to do it while avoiding the subject of their past.
When Mastermind has panic attacks about failing, Esper at first tries not to get involved. But as they fall deeper in love with each other, Esper finds himself doing anything to calm Mastermind down and bring him out of the panic attack, from holding Mastermind for hours to creating shadow pictures to take Mastermind’s mind off things.
Mastermind has to get very familiar with Esper’s insanity. He learns quickly how to calm Esper down, and when to leave Esper alone and when to insist he stay with Esper.