#elec head

[jazzmandd]

beep boop! it's the puzzle solving robot Elec head!

[i-draw-and-do]

SPARK'S ELECTRICAL KITS

Make your circuits electrifying.

[theriverblues]

I don't normally go out of my way to 100% games but this one was fun to do

[nuderobotbeach]

Elecman thoughts

[decaffeinated-heads]

I colored it...

Original sketch

[scatterpatter]

WOE! Doodles I did last night instead of going to bed at a reasonable hour!

I need to practice the DLN more I just realized I've only ever drawn Cutman so far but like im love thems all....

[tinsil]

[zelda item get fanfare]

[cak3o]

Can’t get that electric robot out of my head someone help me

[painonthebrain]

You’ll never guess what I’m doing rn guys (made a space au of immortal triplicity because I’m so soso normal)

[elecalice]

(Fighting EX Layer spoilers below)

First Part: Hokuto is so pretty. [uwu]

Second Part: DAMNIT, WHY THE MIZUKAMI CLAN HATE KAIRI?! THEY GIVE HOKUTO THE SEAL OF BLOOD JUST THAT SHE CAN KILL KAIRI WITHOUT HESITATION. ~WHY~ THE MIZUKAMI CLAN HATE KAIRI?!

Third Part: Hokuto/Shirase is so pretty. [uwu]

Fourth Part: Wait... Who is the real you, Hokuto/Shirase? (IDEA) You are still pretty, tho. [uwu]

Fifth Part (After researching more about the SFEX/FEXL lore): WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THE MIZUKAMI CLAN?! WHAT IS THIS FAMILY DRAMA?! I need a video for the Arika-Side SFEX/FEXL lore. I really need that video. Because, did Shirase removed Nanase and that-random-Mizukami-girl-that-later-turned-into-Sanane's memories, or did Hayate Kamite did the memory thing? I NEED HELP TO UNDERSTAND THE ARIKA LORE

Neo-Hokuto and Hokuto/Shirase are still pretty, tho [uwu]

[kakusboyfriend]

elec man's stats saying hes responsible but also fucking insane means the world to me

[i-draw-and-do]

SPARK'S

BATTERY

Unlimited power in a tiny tube.

[kvrinaxq]

𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

Pairing: Felix × reader

Genre: fluff, pure smut

MINORS DNI

You know, I've always wondered what it's like to live in a house like this," Y/n said, her eyes scanning the opulent living room of the mansion. The soft hum of the grand piano filled the air, each note resonating with the quietude of the evening.

"It's a bit much, isn't it?" Felix replied with a chuckle, his arm draped casually around her shoulder. "But hey, it's home."

Y/n nodded, feeling a mix of awe and unease. The grandeur of the place was definitely not her style, but she had to admit the ambiance had a certain charm. The velvet couches looked like they could swallow you whole, and the dimly lit chandeliers cast a warm glow that danced across the polished hardwood floor. They had arrived at Felix's family's estate for the weekend, a place he rarely talked about. She could see why; it was a stark contrast to her own modest upbringing.

They walked through the house, their footsteps echoing in the vast hallways. Felix led her to a cozy den, where a crackling fireplace and a plush rug beckoned them closer. The scent of leather-bound books and aged whiskey filled the room, hinting at countless evenings of debauchery and intellectual discourse.

"This is more my speed," Felix said, guiding y/n towards the fireplace.

Y/n's gaze drifted to the bookshelves, her curiosity piqued by the eclectic mix of titles. She could feel the warmth of the fireplace as they approached, and it was more than just the flames that made her cheeks flush. The anticipation of what was to come hung in the air, thick and palpable.

Felix leaned in, his breath warm against her ear. "Would you like a tour?"

Y/n 's heart raced as she turned to face him. His eyes searched hers, seeking permission. She nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes."

Their kiss was slow and deliberate, the tension between them building like a crescendo. Felix 's hands found the small of her back, pulling her closer as their bodies melded together. The heat from the fireplace enveloped them, heightening every sensation. Y/n's fingers traced the lines of Felix's chest, feeling the rapid thud of his heart beneath her touch. His hands moved up to cup her face, his thumbs brushing against her cheeks as he deepened the kiss.

They stumbled backward onto the rug, the softness cushioning their fall. Y/n's breath hitched as Felix's weight settled over her, his body pressing her into the plush fibers. The smell of the leather and the faint scent of his cologne filled her nose, making her head spin. Her hands roamed lower, slipping beneath his shirt to feel the warmth of his skin. His muscles tensed beneath her touch, and she felt a shiver run through him.

Their kisses grew more urgent, their tongues dancing together in a passionate rhythm that mirrored the pounding of their hearts. Y/n could feel the heat between her legs, a need building that she hadn't experienced before. Felix's hands found their way to the zipper of her dress, and with a gentle tug, it fell away, leaving her in nothing but her lacy lingerie. He pulled back for a moment, his eyes raking over her with a hunger that made her pulse race even faster.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

Y/n felt a blush creep up her neck as Felix's eyes traveled over her, his pupils dilated with lust. She reached up to unbutton his shirt, her trembling fingers revealing the taut abs and chiseled chest she had so often admired. His skin was warm and smooth, and she could feel the ripple of his muscles as he helped her remove the fabric. Their bare chests met, skin on skin, and a soft gasp escaped her lips as the heat of his body seeped into hers.

Their kisses grew more fervent, their tongues tangling together as Felix's hands explored her curves. He traced the outline of her bra, his thumbs brushing against her hardened nipples through the delicate lace. Y/n arched her back, pushing herself closer to him, eager for more. His touch was electric, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. She could feel her panties dampen as he slid his hand down to the waistband, hooking his fingers beneath the fabric.

With a deft move, Felix pulled her panties aside, exposing her to the cool air of the room. His touch was feather-light as he stroked her, his fingers dancing over her sensitive flesh. Y/n's hips bucked, a soft moan escaping her as he found her clit and began to circle it with maddening precision. He watched her reactions closely, his eyes dark with lust as he focused on bringing her to the brink. Her breaths grew ragged, her chest heaving against his as she panted for more.

He kissed her neck, his teeth grazing her skin, sending shivers down her spine. His hands roamed further, sliding down her thighs and back up again, his fingertips teasing the insides of her legs. Y/n's body was on fire, her desire for him an unquenchable thirst. His thumb brushed against her entrance, and she could feel herself growing wetter, the anticipation of his touch driving her wild.

Felix's mouth found hers again, swallowing her moan as he pushed a finger inside her. Y/n's eyes rolled back in her head, the sensation of his digit filling her sending waves of pleasure through her body. He stroked her slowly, in and out, curling his finger to hit that perfect spot. Her legs trembled, and she wrapped them around his waist, pulling him closer.

The sound of fabric ripping echoed through the room as Felix impatiently tore his pants open, freeing his erection. Y/n felt it pressing against her, thick and hot, and she knew she was ready for him. He broke their kiss to look into her eyes, searching for the final confirmation. She nodded, biting her bottom lip, and he positioned himself at her entrance.

He entered her with a slow, deliberate thrust, filling her completely. Y/n's eyes widened with pleasure, her body stretching to accommodate him. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pain and ecstasy that made her toes curl. Felix groaned, his eyes squeezing shut tightly as he held himself still for a moment, savoring the feeling of her tightness around him. Then, he began to move, his hips rocking into hers in a steady, powerful rhythm.

Her nails dug into his back as he picked up the pace, their bodies moving in perfect sync with the crackling of the fireplace. The room was alive with the sound of their moans and the slap of skin against skin. The flames cast flickering shadows across their bodies, painting them in a dance of light and dark. Y/n's breathing grew more erratic, her chest rising and falling as Felix hit that spot deep inside her that made her see stars.

He leaned down to kiss her again, their teeth clashing in their desperation. His tongue explored her mouth as his hips continued their relentless rhythm. Y/n could feel her orgasm building, a tight coil in her belly that grew tighter with every thrust. Her hips met his, urging him deeper, faster. She moaned his name into his mouth, her legs tightening around him as she approached the edge.

Felix's hand slid down to her clit, his thumb flicking over it in time with his strokes. The added pressure sent her spiraling, her body tensing as the wave of pleasure crested. She came with a scream, her back arching off the rug as her nails dug into his flesh. He didn't slow, his movements becoming more frantic as he chased his own release.

Y/n's eyes fluttered open to see Felix's face contorted with pleasure, his muscles taut as he pushed into her. She reached up to cup his cheek, her thumb tracing the line of his jaw as she whispered his name. He groaned, the sound vibrating through her as he buried his face in her neck, his breath hot against her skin.

His movements grew more urgent, his hips pistoning into her with a force that made the rug slide beneath them. Y/n's moans grew louder, her body shaking with each powerful thrust. The fireplace crackled in the background, the flames casting an orange glow over their entwined figures. She could feel the heat of the fire licking at their skin, the warmth of Felix's body seeping into hers.

"I love you," Felix murmured against her neck, his voice strained with passion. Y/n's heart swelled, the words sending a new rush of pleasure through her.

"I love you too," she managed to say between gasps, her voice barely above a whisper.

Felix's rhythm faltered for a brief moment, his eyes snapping open to meet hers, filled with a vulnerability she hadn't seen before. "You do?"

"More than anything," Y/n assured him, her voice stronger now, the intensity of her climax subsiding. She stared into the depths of his soul, the love she felt for him shimmering in her gaze.

[decaffeinated-heads]

Post mm2 Chapter 1, scene 4

[shye-eclipse]

Elec has two hands

Sometimes in my head I ship him with Show Woman, sometimes with Quick, sometimes I ship all three of them together lol

[megamanrecut]

Mega Man Recut, Season 3: The Teleportation Race, Part 1

Jewel Man was not having a particularly good time at Skull Fortress.

Dr. Wily had been very disappointed that Jewel Man no longer possessed the phenomenal powers he had had as Curator (Dr. Wily had been relishing turning Mega Man into a jeweled paperclip, and had no recollection of becoming an agate belt buckle himself). He spent several weeks running tests trying to get the alien energy to flare up—but alas, the only notable lingering effects Jewel Man had sustained from alien energy were his white hair, and ability to pass completely for a human—neither of which were traits that Dr. Wily was looking for in his grandiose world conquest schemes. Muttering darkly about useless robots who wasted his valuable time, Dr. Wily stomped off to his laboratory to go back to monitoring the Global Extraterrestrial Scanner, hopeful for a new source of alien energy.

As promised, Elec Man began his own investigation shortly after Dr. Wily had finished his. They were inside a small, windowless chamber near Elec Man's office. It was quite dark. Elec Man sat across from Jewel Man at a metal work table beneath a low-hanging ceiling lamp as though they were in an interrogation room. Proto Man leaned against a wall with his arms folded. Though neither Proto Man nor Elec Man had yet made a move to hurt Jewel Man, the harsh light made Elec Man look even more sinister than usual, and Jewel Man sat pressed into the back of his chair, appropriately scared and meek.

"If you're going to kill me, just get it over with," Jewel Man muttered crossly, his head bowed as he stared at the edge of the table.

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