I Bleed Just To Know I’m Not Alone

when you find some dumb dance reference gifs and a bad procrastination habit 

go forth my children, what can you sync these guys up to…I might regret this curiosity 

The young woman wasn't prepared for such a response on his part but she wasn't going to complain. After all the times she tries to make him understand how much he represented to her, she was finally happy to see him expressing himself so passionately. Her heart was beating  hard and his touch upon her skin was setting her aflame from inside. The young woman's state didn't get better when she found herself trapped. Stuck between him and the door, she would have panicked if it had been any other than the Doctor. Instead, she brought him even closer, moaning lightly at his new fervor. She let him take the lead, her lips soft and hungry against his, even when he was stealing her breath away. Of course she was okay with him taking everything she had to give. She wanted to tell him so badly. She desired to be his and his only. But he didn't wanted to understand...Sometimes, Lysandre was feeling the urge to shout at him, to knock some sense into this thick skull of his, other times she just felt like breaking down and crying, ready to forget her pride and beg for his life to be saved. Had it been about anyone else, she would have already given up. Each time he pushed her away resulted in her feeling down for days and sometimes, the hurt she felt was consuming her entirely. Maybe was it silly to wish for a life with him. All the times she was daydreaming about contemplating the night sky in his arms could be useless wanderings about a future that wasn't hers to have. The apprentice didn't know but she wanted to believe... Her lips had nearly formed an answer when his expression cracked and she found herself witnessing a heart-wrenching scene. The moment she heard Julian cry, everything disappeared around her, letting her focus on the man hunched over her shoulder.

“Shhh... Everything will be okay Julian... You're not alone in this mess.”

Lys did her best to keep her voice calm and quiet not to upset him even more. The hand that was in the back of his neck found its new place in the man's hair, massaging his scalp in soothing motions while the other went to his back, drawing invisible lines across his shirt.

“I know you're tired of everything happening and you just want for it to end but death isn't the only solution. There's still hope for you and I refuse to let you go without a fight... It may be hard to accept to be loved since life and people has been hard with you but please, trust me when I say I 'll be here for you no matter what. “

She squeezed him slightly, continuing to caress his hair.

“I trust you. I trust you with my whole being. You're not a bad person. I don't care about the accusation weighing upon you, somewhere within me, I know you're not a murderer. Now, in order to understand you better, I need you to talk to me... Could you do that for me Dear?”

It would be difficult for him to talk but she had to try anyway. It would surely help him feel better afterwards. Not wanting to rush  the Doctor, Lysandre kept her silence, continuing to cuddle him softly against her.

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She let herself be pushed to the door and, if the situation wasn’t so upsetting, she would have enjoyed to have him towering over her smaller frame like that. Her eyes didn ’t left his gaze, and for a moment, she drowned in it, admiring every emotion passing over. Did she hate life in itself ? No . What she dreaded was a life without him, returning to being an empty shell carrying on with her existance by automatic reflex, because Asra expected that from her. Julian had brought her back to life and she wouldn’t let him be killed by those blood-thirsty vultures. No matter the price to keep him alive and well, the apprentice would pay it. As  his hand found her neck, squeezing lightly, she pushed herself against it a lot more frankly to prove the point of her next words.

« A life without you isn’t worth living. If I can’t save you from your fate then I’ll hang by your side. I love you Julian and I’m not scared of it nor am I scared to die. If this is our future then so be it ! But we’re going to face it together. »Unable to resist longer, one of her hands sneaked its way to the back of his neck, caressing his skin, and she joined their lips in a desperate kiss, attempting to pass all of her feelings through it.

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Trapped in a trance while staring at her, a shade of pink crept upon his cheeks at the feeling of her fingers on his nape and as soon as he was pulled into the kiss, he put up no resistance. Ravenous, hungry kisses had befallen her in between his soft wails of despair to rival her own misery, unable to understand her stubbornness and the feeling that was growing inside of his chest due to her words full of kindness and selflessness. 

“I…why…you’re making this so much harder than it has to be, listen to me…”, he spoke clumsily, trapped inside the kiss, voice trembling from the sudden feeling of his heart dropping inside of his stomach. What he felt wasn’t something that he could put into words, instead, he decided to show her. He did want a life alongside her more than anything, but he did not want her to sacrifice herself if it turned out that he was the bad guy, no matter how much he loved her. And oh, he did love her, to the point where he would have taken her away and left this wretched place behind in memory; but he still had to do good by Portia and those who helped him escape for so long. He couldn’t run away anymore.

“Someday, I will have to face the music…one way or another.”

With the same fervor, he smacked his lips against hers as if to dissipate the thought from his mind, even if for a short, fleeting moment. The hand on her neck was only gently squeezing her from time to time while his thumb was caressing the side of her throat, feeling the pulsing life through her soft skin. Only for a moment did he break the kiss, enough to call her a downright fool for being such a martyr - he was quite familiar with the concept - and with a grunt of frustration, he pushed himself against her, trapping her form with a leg between her own, stealing all the kisses he wanted from her lips even if he was soon to run out of breath; until he did though, he took this opportunity to dig his other hand into her hair and move her head as he pleased until he took everything he could. With a heavy satisfied exhale, he parted from her lips with a thin string of saliva, panting softly as he then chose to rest his forehead against hers.

“If you keep offering yourself on a silver platter like that, I will take everything you give me and then some. Are you really okay with that? I’m not a good person, Lys. I will hurt you.”, try as he might to keep up a villainous facade, it all came crashing down when he looked into her eyes, biting down on his lip in an attempt to get himself to shut up - he would never hurt her. He would rather die, and even that wouldn’t help, it would just hurt her even more. As much as he wanted to pretend that he was capable of such a thing, the truth was he was in love with her. But those sweet words got stuck in his throat every time he tried to spell them out, afraid that he wouldn’t be able to live up to them. 

His scowl twisted into a pitiful expression that was quick to tear up, much alike a beat-down puppy’s abandoned on the side of the road. His body and mind were losing their strength and in order to hide his tears, he wrapped his arms around her upper back and waist, his head now resting atop her shoulder, grieving loudly into her clothed body, burying his face into it so he would stop already. The doctor was fully aware of how pathetic he looked and sounded like.

Elephant In Your Room

Pairing: All Might/Fem!Reader

Warnings: None, unless tooth-rotting fluff is a warning

Summary: A fundraiser put on by the hero’s associations has some very interesting prizes; dates with some of the top heroes. You’ve been dreaming of a day with All Might since you were in high school. There’s nothing wrong with throwing a few tickets in the pool, right? What could go wrong?

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You had to hand it to the heros’ publicity team; their newest fundraiser was certainly bringing in a lot of money. It was a raffle to raise money for the community affected by the latest vicious villain attack. There were all the usual prizes: gift baskets, cars, all expenses paid vacations, but none of those were the real draw.

No, the exciting part was that for just $1 a ticket (or 5 for $4 ), you could have a chance to win a date with a pro hero. Sure, most of the roster consisted of newer pros, but there were enough big names on there to have people buying tickets at an alarming speed.  

Now, you scanned the list, pretending to decide where to put your tickets. Your eyes skimmed over the names: Ground Zero, Deku, Shoto, Uravity. Even older heroes like Eraserhead, Midnight, and Present Mic had decided to pitch in. All that was nice, but you knew exactly where all 25 of your tickets were going. You had purchased them yesterday after hearing a news clip in passing.

“In what shouldn’t be surprising at all to his fans, All Might himself has volunteered to join the fundraiser….”

You had tuned out after that, because your mind was suddenly filled with images and clips of you and All Might on a variety of dates. They were scenarios you had fantasized about hundreds, if not thousands of times, and now you had a chance to make them come true. Finally, you reached his name on the list, and clicked the button to “Enter All”.

With a sigh, you turned off the desktop and sat back. You knew how slim your chance was, what with the thousands of other people entering the raffle. Still, a tiny shot was better than none, and someone had to win, right? Even if you didn’t, it was still $20 towards a good cause.

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Lys was so proud of herself when she saw the man flush under her attentions. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to break his usual confident cover and see the real Julian hiding underneath. However, his next words sounded so inappropriate yet promisingthat it was her turn to blush profusely. Even more when she felt his arm around her waist, a warm feeling suddenly invading her. Usually, she avoided physical contacts, shying away even from her master's touch but against all odds, she found  it was terribly enjoyable coming from this tall man. So much enjoyable she nearly forgot her first plans... Drinking so much definitely wasn't a good idea.

A chuckle escaped the young woman's lips at his warning. She came even closer, ghosting her hands over his ribs in « threat ». If he wanted a challenge, he would have one. Her gaze didn't leave his as she whispered calmly, with the most sensual voice she could make.

« Oh really ? Now you make me curious...What will you do to me if I refuse to comply ? Seems like you are the one in a tricky situation Mon Cher... »

To prove her point, she tickled his sides, laughing freely. For one moment, she was herself, playing freely without being bothered Her eyes were shining of excitement, proof oh how eager she was to see how he would retaliate.

Caught in the moment, he hadn’t noticed the drips that had fallen onto her figure or he would have apologized in an instant, but now it was far too late. She had already started getting feisty with him and the doctor wasn’t one to refuse a good flirting session. He knew that she was close to Asra and he knew of her nobility status quite well, so in a way, this fueled him even further to continue her advances, to see how far she would go.

Although, nothing could have prepared him for the way she slid her hands up his chest, a visible blush that had no relation to the alcohol he had in his system crept upon his cheeks and spread to the tips of his ears. If the table wasn’t stable in place, his weight would have shifted it back with the sudden movement he had made against it as if he tried to scoot away but couldn’t; for once, he was the one trapped and embarrassed and frankly, he was no good at behaving under those circumstances. 

“Oh goodness, I suppose there is no other choice… I will have to pay for it with my body.”, wiggling his eyebrows at her, he slid his own arm around her waist as if to challenge her. To turn the situation in his favour, he cleared his throat for a bit and, although blushing, he displayed a seemingly confident grin, daring to lock his eye on her own. That did not last long when her lands had landed on his abdomen and he almost squirmed away with laughter, warning her with the way he spoke once more, although really, he had no power here and no intention to slide away. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you~”

At the mention of the countess, the young woman tensed. But she didn't had time to reflect more as she felt her hands in his. Then, she found herself so close to him, and, and... She needed to keep her calm. There was no reason to be so nervous for a childish game she had started. Even if he had been the one nearly falling over her, she had been the one teasing him. The feeling of his palm upon her back was too much and not enough at the same time, and she surprised herself by leaning slighty against Julian. When he asked for a song, she first thought she had misheard him. It would have been possible since the tavern was rather lively. However, she soon realized he was being serious when she found herself in the middle of the floor. Lysandre could feel all the gazes fixated on them and she pressed herself against the doctor, reassured by the contact. 

« Julian... Are we really going to dance in the middle of all these people ? » She had always loved to dance. It reminded her of very old and foggy memories burried in the back of her mind. At this point, she wasn't sure if she had dreamt about them or if they were real but they were leaving her with strange vibes everytime they came to her mind. In those memories, she was learning how to dance, sometimes failing at being gracious, sometimes getting praised... Then she was in ballrooms, among crowds of richly clothed people gossiping and enjoying their time. It all seemed so long ago...

Her hand gently squeezed his while the other rested on his shoulder. Of course they were going to dance in the middle of the tavern ! They were both inebriated and the occasion was too good to be denied. She adressed Julian a bright smile, her cheeks flushed and her heart beating hard against her ribcage. Tonight, the young woman was finally feeling alive.

Caught in the moment, he hadn’t noticed the drips that had fallen onto her figure or he would have apologized in an instant, but now it was far too late. She had already started getting feisty with him and the doctor wasn’t one to refuse a good flirting session. He knew that she was close to Asra and he knew of her nobility status quite well, so in a way, this fueled him even further to continue her advances, to see how far she would go.

Although, nothing could have prepared him for the way she slid her hands up his chest, a visible blush that had no relation to the alcohol he had in his system crept upon his cheeks and spread to the tips of his ears. If the table wasn’t stable in place, his weight would have shifted it back with the sudden movement he had made against it as if he tried to scoot away but couldn’t; for once, he was the one trapped and embarrassed and frankly, he was no good at behaving under those circumstances. 

“Oh goodness, I suppose there is no other choice… I will have to pay for it with my body.”, wiggling his eyebrows at her, he slid his own arm around her waist as if to challenge her. To turn the situation in his favour, he cleared his throat for a bit and, although blushing, he displayed a seemingly confident grin, daring to lock his eye on her own. That did not last long when her lands had landed on his abdomen and he almost squirmed away with laughter, warning her with the way he spoke once more, although really, he had no power here and no intention to slide away. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you~”

Immediately relaxed by their attitude, the young woman chuckled too. Definitely, a little bit of company wouldn't hurt after the long day she'd had. It was even refreshing. Having someone near would probably refrain her mind from wandering into gloomy territories. -" Well, I'll accept your invitation without any remorse then." She sat beside them, keeping a respectable distance between them. After all, personnal space was something important and comfortable for most of people. She waited a bit before adding : -" By the way, I'm Lysandre. Nice to meet you." The smile she directed at them was somewhat tired but genuine.

Let's find your muse : ⭐️- Stargazing.

Lyntel sighs, having escaped their business for the day to sneak into one of the gardens of Vesuvia for the night. They watched the stars, enjoying the flask of drink they had brought. They didn’t even turn when they heard footsteps come up from behind them, hoping it was just someone else here to enjoy the stars.

Just a little wip of our beloved Doctor and my apprentice.  (I’m stuggling with my old tablet though x_x ) Ad Astra Per Aspera: To the stars through difficulties.

when someone kills you in a video game but you have health potions

The young woman didn't expected to find herself exposed to the cool night air so rapidly and she had to hide a shiver when she took place beside Julian. His sudden desire to escape the tavern had been intriguing as possible, without mentioning how dangerous it was to stand outside while the guards were patrolling the streets in order to catch him. Even if the alcohol in her system was still very effective, she was capable of paying close attention to her surroundings. At the moment, all seemed still and the only sounds were coming from the Rowdy Raven's drunkards enjoying their night. However, Lysandre was familiar enough with shadows to know they could hide many surprises ranging from bad to worse...With a sigh, she waited a bit more before finally daring to ask the man what was tickling the tip of her tongue since they had been outside.

“Not that I want to ruin the mood but I'm getting a bit anxious there.Is it really safe to sit out there while being the most searched man in all Vesuvia? If someone spots you and call the guards... It would be a disaster Julian...”

The doctor was caught glancing at her when she turned towards him and immediately, a flush similar to his own crept upon her features. Immediately, giddiness invaded her soul. Since he had been observing her, Lys took the liberty to eye him openly. First, her eyes took his auburn locks in, admiring the way they reflected the moonlight; Then, they traveled to his eye and her heart clenched at the visible marks of tiredness darkening his fair skin. Wouldn't they leave him enough peace to rest for a while?... Damned accusations... Her next target was Julian's nose. As soon as she set her eyes on it, she felt the sudden desire to kiss it and her blush intensified. Unexpectedly, a shiver saved the young woman from embarrassing herself further, bringing her mind back to a more trivial reality : She was cold.

The feeling of warm, soft lips pressing onto his cheek nearly made him lose his balance and it was further perpetuated by her seductive whispers that followed it. He nearly fell to the floor with her from the sudden shock, but luckily he still had some power left in him to pull themselves up on their feet again, landing with her held against his chest. As soon as she was up on her feet, he pulled a hand away from her just to feel the area where her lips once were, a lovestruck blush blooming on his visage. It was as if the cat’s really got his tongue this time around, only managing to look at her as he swallowed dryly, his body getting warmer and warmer the more he was pressed against her.

“O-Oh, I am most happy that you enjoyed it. We were so in sync, I could feel the magic happening.”, he spoke with a sheepish smile in an attempt to seem calm, although his voice was cracking and giving him away easily. Her eyes were hypnotizing, the hair that neatly framed her face was making them stand out even more and frankly, he had the time of his life being the center of attention with her, without a care in the world.

After he was done absentmindedly stroking his own cheek, he shook his head as if trying to wake up from a mirage. That hand quickly grabbed her own and he decided to pull her alongside him to go take a breather outside.

“I-Is it just me or did it get…extremely hot in here all of a sudden?”, Julian spoke, flushed and a blushing mess from what had conspired. What were those in his stomach? Butterflies? He did not know yet. Leading Lysandre outside the bar by her hand, holding onto it gingerly and carefully, he offered little to no explanation as to why they were suddenly leaving. It was just an excuse to keep her occupied, to keep her with him as long as he could. They could go back in after being able to relax in peace and quiet for a bit. Luckily for them, there was a bench nearby, to which the doctor had made his way and politely invited her to take a seat next to him. The moonlight was falling onto their features, making Julian all the more tempted to sideglance at her from time to time, completely mesmerized with her presence, the blush on his cheeks still present.

I was talking to a friend about Harry Houdini and then that night I sat bolt upright in bed with An Idea

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