#incorrect Elsword names

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Elsword Class Names But I Butcher/Typo Them Horrendously (Might update once all the 4th jobs come out)

Elsword: Night Emperor Rude Master Immoral Demolition

Aisha: Acer Sag Wizard of Oz Metamophosis M’lord

Rena: Twilight Breaker Wind goes brrr Daytime Raven: Angry Blade Very Angry Very Hot VENGEANCE WILL BE MINE

Eve: Code: Password Code: Incorrect Code: 1 attempt left Code: You are locked out of this device Chung: Iron Princess Mega Evolution PEW PEW PEW A Sentry

Ara: Asparagus Mommy Furry

Elesis: The Umpire PRAISE THE SUN Your Period

Add: COVID A Kink Mommy Issues

Lu/Ciel: Double Trouble Guilty BDSM

Ain For Earthquakes Blue Chicken Honkai Impact in the Wrong Universe

Laby: Ez Wins CHEGOYE CHEGOYE CHEGOYA Emo

Noah: Edgy Horoscope Enthusiast Moon Boy

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Coffee Break

Fandom/Ship: Elsword; LPMM Rating: K+ Word Count: 2,946

Summary:  Mastermind doesn’t understand why Psyker keeps buying him coffee.  College au.   

It was still dark outside when he peered out the window that cold chilly morning.  His mind was as hazy as the fog drifting just above the wet grass when he bothered to open his eyes to check.  If this was later in the day or at the very least when he’s conscious enough, Mastermind could have complained about waking up early (or would that be staying up late in his case?) to be up and about at this absurd hour.  His eyelids fluttered open, feeling disappointed that keeping his eyes closed had felt so short, jerking his head up at the source of the thud on the table he so kindly reserved by taking a nap over it a few hours ago.

“Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty~”   

In a daze, it took seconds before his mind registered who  was speaking.  Mastermind’s eyes moved up to see Psyker with a wide grin, holding onto a pile of textbooks and stacking them against his head for support.  Psyker wasn’t wearing much except for a thin sweatshirt of a team he couldn’t identify.  He also noticed that Psyker was way too happy for this time of day and wanted to slap him to wipe off that smug expression.    

“Good night,” Mastermind buried his head into his arms and ignored the protests of having the textbooks shoved back.

Psyker dropped the books on the seat beside him and poked his forehead, “Come on, we need to study.”   

“Fuck off,” he showed the middle finger to Psyker and rolled his head to the other side to avoid looking at him.

With a sigh, Psyker pulled his arm so that Mastermind had nothing to rest on, forcing the college student to look at him.  “I brought you coffee.”

Coffee?  Peeking between his hands to see that Psyker did indeed bring coffee, he salivated upon the smell of freshly brewed coffee.  Sitting in a cardboard coffee holder were two cups, hot to the touch when Mastermind hovered his hand over one them.  Grabbing the nearest coffee, he squinted to read the messy writing.    

“Abb?” Psyker read off the other cup, “That must be mine.” He flexed his arms and winked at him, but Mastermind rolled his eyes in return.  He blew into the hot cup before taking a short sip with an instantaneous reaction of sticking his tongue out in disgust.  “Bleh, it’s bitter,” he complained.     

Mastermind took a sip out of his and gagged when it hit his tongue, opening the cup lid to check and see it was creamy brown with whipped cream on top.  “Ugh, it’s sweet,” he glanced at the messy writing to read, “Lisa.”

A cackle erupted from Mastermind, covering his mouth to reduce it to a chuckle, finding it harder to do so with Psyker glaring at him.  He grabbed his cup and switched it with Psyker’s, carefully lining them up among his textbooks.  Coffee or not, his eyelids remained heavy, but it was good to have something to warm himself up in the morning, even if the first sip was too sweet for his liking.  Cinnamon and nutmeg lingered at the tip of his tongue when he reorganized his space so that his books were opened to the right pages and his notes bookmarking the relevant chapters.

Psyker scowled, a dark expression forming on his features that didn’t suit him in the morning, “They spelled my name wrong.  Again.”

Digging his fingers underneath the coffee lids, Mastermind popped them out to switch the lids and grabbed the bitter coffee that was supposed to be his.  “For drinking my coffee, you owe me a cup.” Mastermind teased.       

He shook his head as if he couldn’t believe the usually grumpy Mastermind could find humor in this.  “I’ll remember next time to tell them your name is Abb.”

Mastermind smirked, “Ok, Lisa.”  

“Don’t call me that,” Psyker quipped, but he was smiling.

He scooted to make room at the table and patted the seat to signal Psyker to join him.  As he took a sip of his coffee – the bitter one that is, he turned to see Psyker drinking from his cup and flipping through his notes.  It was a dark tiresome morning, but with coffee and books at hand, maybe it wasn’t as bad.

Some weeks later, Mastermind rested his head on the table  and rubbed his eyes.  He wanted to close them again and spend the rest of the day in bed instead of meeting up with Psyker for another study session.  Well, maybe he was okay with meeting up with Psyker, but he didn’t want to think about the upcoming exam.  His eyelids fluttered with his face planted down when he felt a pair of arms wrapping around his waist.  A small squeak came out of his mouth as he sat up and twisted his body to see Psyker grin ear to ear.

“Lusa!” He clutched his chest, feeling his heart pounding.  Any faster than that and he would have thought he consumed too much caffeine the night before.  Noticing the two coffee cups in Psyker’s hands, he said, “Coffee again?”

“You’re a zombie without it,” Psyker teased and poked Mastermind’s cheek.

Mastermind didn’t object to his statement, although he scrunched up his forehead just to make sure Psyker saw it.  Yes, he was cranky without his coffee, but who wasn’t when the professor assigned so many assignments when they were expected to keep up with reading?  His forced frown was broken when he giddily picked up the two cups to see what Psyker brought this time.

“Luna and Ass,” he read off the intelligible writing in black marker.  “That looks nothing remotely like my name!” Mastermind twitched at the incorrect spelling of their names, wondering who the hell was taking these orders.

“I think the coffee guy needs to get his hearing checked,” Psyker said with a deadpan face.  “This is the fourth time this week he got my name wrong.”

Mastermind stared.  No insult this time?  Being friends with Psyker for years, he was expecting him to snort out and cackle like a madman at the very least.  He assumed Psyker was quiet a few hours ago because he didn’t get enough sleep, but it was past lunch time and he caught Psyker sleeping in class earlier with his laptop opened.  Did something happen to him?    

“What’s the coffee for?” Mastermind attempted to break the silence.

“You said I owed you a free drink, so here you go!” Psyker beamed, but avoided any eye contact with an awkward laugh.

“I was kidding…” his knees grew weak.  That wasn’t just talk?  Mastermind asked, “How much am I paying back?”

“None,” Psyker replied.

No way.  Mastermind checked his face and waited for Psyker to give him finger guns and a  “Psych!”, only to receive a nervous smile from him.  It was rare to see Psyker be so humble like this, but he wasn’t complaining.  If he acted this way all the time, they would probably get more done, although it was rather unnerving how uncharacteristic it was.    

Psyker reached for the paper bag across the table and opened it to reveal a giant croissant he purchased along with the coffee.  Pinching into the middle, he broke the pastry in half to offer it to Mastermind.  Strawberry jam fell out when he squeezed the croissant too much, quickly licking the jam on his fingers with a sheepish smile.

“Free coffee and croissants?” An eyebrow rose with him accepting the second half,  “Aren’t you, generous today.”  

Mastermind slipped a few dollar bills to him, but he wasn’t accepting any of that.  Psyker was just as quick and blocked the college student from pushing it to his direction.  Placing his croissant on a spare napkin so he could probably use his free hand to take another sip from his drink, he started to speak.     

“Nope!” Psyker pronounced the end of the word and popped his lips, “You’re not paying back.”

He laughed when Mastermind crossed his arms and sighed, forgetting how stubborn Psyker was on things like this.  Mastermind’s eyes switched back and forth between him and the pastry until he hesitantly took a bite, closing his eyes in happiness.  Seeing Mastermind take big bites was enough to least know that he liked it and…it was amusing to witness his reserved friend be happy.

Grabbing the cup that said ‘Luna’ with a moon drawn on it, Psyker took a sip of it with a satisfied sigh.  It was a new drink suggested by the same worker that kept spelling their names wrong.  The worker was odd, but man, did he make a mean coffee.  Mastermind complained about how sweet his coffee was, as his friend enjoyed his drink bitter, but that only meant more for him.

Psyker must have dozed off because he sat up in surprise when Mastermind spoke, “Let’s go over our stuff from last week.  Did you get the last problem?”

Even after that, he only caught a few words from Mastermind, but he nodded, “Yeah.”  Maybe he should buy Mastermind coffee more often since it always put him in a good mood like this, Psyker thought.

Genuine confusion was all he could remember feeling when found a table and sat his bookbag on Psyker’s seat with his arms folded as he rested his eyes.  It was the last week of class and most students were in lecture or at home, so there was no need for him to aggressively jump at the first free seat he could find.  His eyes were dry from staring at that test.  What made Psyker want to stay at school when there were better places to talk?  Psyker took him by the hand before class that morning and requested on meeting up in the usual spot when they finished their exams; Mastermind giving a weak reply of “yes, of course.”

Maybe he could catch up on sleep, Mastermind thought and leaned his head back to rest on the headrest of the table stall.  He smiled at the thought of taking a shower once he got home, although he would probably have to fight for it since Psyker always liked to use up the hot water.  What was taking Psyker so long?  Shouldn’t he be done by now?  Mastermind closed his eyes when a pair of arms hugged him from behind, a voice singing, “Guess who?”

Mastermind opened his eyes and jerked his body sideways, throwing Psyker off his back and hissed, “I was trying to sleep!”

“Look what I bought!” Psyker showed a coffee tray on the table.

“Let me guess, it’s free.” He said with a deadpan expression and took out a dollar bill, waving it to Psyker’s face, “I told you, I can pay it myself if I want it.  Are you going to get me a free drink every time we’re here?”  Mastermind couldn’t understand why Psyker was so insistent.  Okay, so it wasn’t every time they were here, but this had to be at least the fourth time this semester, so it wasn’t wrong for him to be suspicious.        

“Can’t I buy coffee for a friend?” Psyker feigned a hurt expression, but the smirk formed on his lips ruined the affect.  “That makes me so sad.”

“Oh, please.”

Psyker stifled a laugh at the frustrated Mastermind, who looked like he was between fuming and telling him to knock it off.  It was fun to tease him if he always turns pink when treated to coffee or something sweet.  Taking a seat next to Mastermind, Psyker grabbed the cups to read them out loud, “Rusa.”

“And Adel,” Mastermind read the other cup and squinted at the writing.  “I supposed that’s close enough.”     

Was it that hard to get their names right?  Psyker recalled the worker giggling when taking his order a few minutes ago.  It was the same person that made their drinks every time.  His hearing was probably shit, but at least he could follow directions to make decent coffee.  He could have sworn the worker winked at him when he said Mastermind’s name.  Could they be classmates?  Psyker wanted to ask Mastermind when the other asked.

“You know, it would be nice to go somewhere besides a coffee shop.”  Mastermind said, but quickly fixed himself, “I mean, I love coffee, but it would be nice to try something new for break.”

There was a pause in his words as if he was hesitant to admit that even the caffeine addicted Mastermind could get tired of coffee.  On regular days, Psyker would have loved to push his buttons and tempt his fate,seeing how far he can poke at Mastermind for saying that, but not today.  He wanted to relax with Mastermind and hopefully for the rest of the vacation before class started again.

“Why do you keep buying me drinks?”  Mastermind joked, “Not even alcohol?”

“Alcohol makes you sleep, not stay awake,” he chided, but his expression softened.  “Well…”

He was curious to see how long it would take before Mastermind would figure it out.  Was Mastermind really that clueless?  He bought him coffee and flirted with him, or at least what he thought was flirting.  Even the socially awkward Mastermind could see it, right?  Psyker looked at his friend in hopes for a sign that maybe he was joking?  Mastermind tilted his head with puzzlement and took a sip from his drink.

Psyker groaned.  He really didn’t know, did he? 

“Know what?”

Wait, did Mastermind hear him say that?  Psyker’s face glowed warmly and looked down to hide it, but he could feel Mastermind’s eyes following him.  What was he supposed to say to him?  It felt like all of those mental practices of what to say to Mastermind when the question popped up came to naught.

“Did you really think I did this to annoy you?” Psyker asked, rubbing his tired eyes.  Did he have to spell it out to him?  “I like you, okay?”        

“So it wasn’t just because you were buying me coffee?”  He blinked in surprise.

Psyker was just as surprised as Mastermind.  “Didn’t you hear me the first time?”  His voice came out louder than he would have preferred, ignoring the fact that his ears were turning pink because he could feel the heat traveling up his face. He tried to laugh it off, “Do I need to kiss you to prove it?”

He couldn’t believe he said that in one breath.  No one told him it was that easy, why didn’t he do this a long time ago?  Checking Mastermind for a reaction, he saw that the other was embarrassed at those simple words and turned red, looking back at Psyker and mouthed, “Wait, me?”.  Was that a good thing or bad thing?  Psyker found out soon enough.   

"NO, WE'RE NOT EVEN DATING YET."  Mastermind covered his mouth, but it was too late and he could have sworn half of the coffee shop were staring at them.  He sunk down his seat in awkward silence and wouldn’t look at anyone with his eyes on the floored tiles.

Psyker ears perked at the word ‘yet’, face still red. He pulled Mastermind’s arm to grab the other’s attention and nonchalantly asked, “So you want to start dating?”

If he thought it was impossible to make Mastermind turn a deeper shade of red, he was wrong.  Mastermind opened his mouth to what looked like an attempt to come up with a verbal comeback, but closed them and bit his lips, nonplussed on what to say.  The incoherent noises he made resembled something among the lines, “Not subtle at all,” but that could have been his imagination.  The coffee cup was still in his hand and he drank from it to excuse himself.

Psyker dropped his head.  He fucked up.  There was no way he was going to convince Mastermind to agree on a date.  What made him think it was a good idea to ask right after exams were over?  Maybe he should have waited when Mastermind was in a better mood – but he was so happy when they talked…

“Okay, what time?”

Huh?  Psyker looked at Mastermind in bewilderment, who pushed his cup away to look at him with a serious expression.  “Where are we going?”

“Um…” Psyker didn’t want to admit that he didn’t have a plan yet.  “Somewhere for lunch?”  Mastermind must have known because he chuckled at his intelligent answer.

“Let’s try that new place behind the park,” Mastermind said.

He sighed in relief.  Of course Mastermind knew where to go, he always had a plan with him.  At least one of them knew what they wanted.  Psyker shook his head in amusement, “Lead the way.”    

Bonus:

A tall pale man stood behind the counter in an apron and marker in his hand as he scribbled down onto a cup of coffee in sloppy writing, blotted in black ink and smudged by his hand for writing too fast.  Esper handed the drink over to the customer and bent over the counter when he thought no one was looking.  The albino man giggled at the scene of Luka patting Ack’s shoulder as he turned red over something.  Or was that Luci and Addrian?  Lupe and App?

“Hey, go make the customer a Frappuccino!” A co worker yelled from the cashier.

“Coming right up~” Esper sang and danced around the tight space to get to the coffee machine.  “Hm?”  As he went to grab the milk, he saw the two college students leaving the library’s coffee shop, both pink and holding hands.  

Eyes narrowed, he taps his lip with a deft finger.

“Well, isn’t that cute?”

Author Notes:  Thank you @dezimaton for always beta reading my fics and being an awesome friend!  I really appreciate reading your comments as always u v u.  And thank you @mymastermine for looking at it too!  Here are your children. 

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Hello Anons, ya’ll wanna have a go at me too if you’re gonna pick on an established and well-known Elsword MMD model maker in the community?

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“Bold” of you to make such an outrageously incorrect comment.

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