Names: Lysandre & Alistair Mutuals Only Or Not : Everybody Is Welcome Muses: We Are Two Mods With A Muse

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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~”

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Julian | Asra | Nadia

Muriel | Lucio | Portia

How my MC Dem really would have responded to Julian trying to leave him.

Demurge is actually an alcoholic and is a little abusive.

Lysandre Samaël D’Haucourt

The apprentice with a strong artistic inclination and a tenacious hate for injustice. ♦️ Favourite food :  Vol-au-vent ♦️ Favourite drink : Irish Cream ♦️ Favourite flower : Cornflower

AKA:

Mademoiselle D’Haucourt Soeurette (by her brother) Lys

Relatives:

Alistair Millenis D’Haucourt (brother) Pierre Balthazar D’Haucourt (father) Anne - Marie D’Haucourt (Mother)

Love interest:

Julian Devorak.   When Lysandre Samaël isn’t practising magic nor creating art, she daydreams about the fugitive doctor. Since he came into her life, things became terribly exciting and she would die for him. Of course, she’s ready to investigate day and night to prove his innocence to all people of Vesuvia.

Her tarot card: XVII The Star

Personnality:

Positive :

♦️ She’s determined in everything she does, concentrating on every task with all of her being. She desires to help people more than anything

♦️ She’s a very fast learner and has a great capacity of adaptation. Even if being at the palace makes her ill at ease, she still blends in perfectly. However, she keeps in mind

♦️ She can see through many trickeries and lies. Her instincts often guide her and protect her and the ones she loves as well. Negative:

 ♦️ She’s incapable of accepting herself as she is (because of her childhood) and very often forgets herself in favour of helping others. However, while she concentrates on people’s problems, her own troubles continue to haunt her.

♦️In a moment of utter desperation, she would sacrifice herself without even thinking about it. In order to save Julian or her brother, she would be ready to destroy her own life.

♦️ She always hides her worries and pains behind a kind smile. She’s always plagued by depressiveness and old demons like self-harm are still lingering in the very back of her mind.

Birthday:

August, 29th

Zodiac sign:

Virgo

Personnality:

INFJ

Physical description:

Gender: Female Height: 5′4 (164 cm) Hair colour: Honey blond Eye colour: Grayish blue

History

Early Life: She has been raised in a noble family who reproached her to be a woman as she wasn’t a proper heir to carry their name. Because of that, her father forced her to follow both male and female education in order to overcome this "shame”. She grew up with her big brother Alistair, whom she loves dearly. Among the humiliations and negative comments, he became her strength. Very soon, she proved to have a great creativity and a certain talent for music. For a brief moment in time, she enjoyed lapses of carefree happiness with Alistair and a dog that was gifted to her. However, it didn't last long as she showed offensive magic abilities while trying to defend herself from her uncle. She became an outcast once again and her life changed for the worst. That's when she met Asra the magician who offered her to travel alongside with him in order to master her powers. She left with a heavy heart, thinking about her brother dear and how life would be empty without him. Vesuvia: She traveled with Asra during quite some time before arriving in the city of Vesuvia. There, it took her a lot of courage to start her apprenticeship among an unknown city full of people. Even if the magician was very friendly and patient with her, she was still missing some aspects of her former life.However, she adapted quickly as and when she learned more. Asra and her had become great friends by this time and she had catch a glimpse of a bright future for both of them. And then, the red plague struck... After the Red Plague: She doesn't remember much of her time with Asra in Vesuvia. Since her memory loss, life took a boring turn. She despises the moments when the magician leaves her behind in order to travel alone. Somewhere within herself, something is telling her it hadn't always been like this. Sometimes she has a fleeting thought of them travelling together. But it vanishes as fast as it came. However, she remembers well her young years of life, her brother and their home but nothing more. Now she sits quietly in the deafening silence of the little shop, helping Asra when he's here, doing her own job when he's away. She can't say she's happy but she's not utterly miserable either. She's just empty... But just when she was ready to let evrything go to waste, Julian Devorak showed up and Lysandre recovered a liking to living. He brought joy back into her daily routine, and stole her heart. She dedicates all of her efforts into proving his innocence and can't imagine a life without him. He is her guiding light in the dark horizon. Oc by me Official Background is from the arcana game (not mine!)

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?

Read it on AO3 here!

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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An Open Letter to Tumblr about the Adult Content Ban and How it is Hurting Your Users:

Recently, Tumblr was removed from the Apple app store due to an incident involving child pornography. This incident is incredibly unfortunate, but it doesn’t stand alone. Tumblr was also removed from the app store due to the large influx of porn bots and pornographic spam, users claiming to be proud to be pedophiles, blatant Nazism, racists who are not deleted for sending hate and harassing users, and more. I myself reported someone for harassing me, but because I had blocked the person and couldn’t access the messages where they harassed me, they were still able to send me anonymous asks. Your support staff, with back doors to the website (presumably), claimed they could not access the messages, and I was left SOL. Many features on this website do nothing to actually protect your users from harassment, racism, homophobia, transphobia, Nazis, pedophiles, predators, porn bots, and more. 

You claim in your statement to us that you “have been working on these problems for a long time”. This is blatantly untrue. Please do not lie to us and patronize us. We’ve been here. We’ve seen you do nothing over, and over, and over again. 

We complained to you for months and months about the rampant porn bots, and you did nothing except add a report button on mobile which only reported sensitive content or spam at best. You could have addressed this problem with an effective algorithm, but you did not. We complained to you about being harassed and sent hate speech for being LGBT+, and you did nothing. We complained to you about blogs being randomly deleted, and sometimes you’ve restored them, other times you have not. We complained to you that there were people proudly claiming to be “Minor Attracted Persons”, or pedophiles, and you did nothing. We complained to you about people proudly claiming to be white supremacists, and you did nothing. All of these things are “against the community guidelines”, and yet over and over, you have not found effective ways to handle these problems or suppress the feeling of welcome that these users claim to get here. You have had a long time to work on these problems, but you haven’t addressed them. To say you have is untrue. 

 Multiple other social networking websites, such as Wordpress, Facebook, Instagram, Pinterest, and others have effectively dealt with rampant pornography, racism, pedophilia, and other problems without causing massive issues for their users who are not misusing the platform. They are continuing to find new, effective ways to deal with these issues without causing problems for their userbase as a whole.  There is no reason that you are unable to do this effectively other than that you wanted to do it quickly. You have once again chosen your stock holders over your users. And we have had enough. 

You have already started to ban “Adult” content with a new algorithm. Here are screenshots of just a fraction of the posts you have flagged as containing adult content:

Your new system of simply tackling everything at once is not working. At all. And each of these screenshots is proof of your utter incompetence. None of these posts contain pornographic acts, “female nipples”, or any community violation of any kind. 

We, the users, have been asking you for months to deal with these problems - particularly, the porn bots and bots that spam. In order to block a bot from a side blog, I have to do it manually, even though they are in my side blog’s feed. This is a huge issue for mobile - only users. They keep cropping up in droves, taking over our posts and tricking google into making it look like a legitimate blog linked to a pornographic website. We have complained to you for months and months now, and your solution to simply “ban all adult content” is ineffective. I agree that children should not be able to access pornography - but this is not how you tackle a porn bot problem. Your system is utterly useless, allows for racists, pedophiles, porn bots, and Nazis to remain untouched. It also harms sex workers and real people who may use this website for some forms of adult content responsibly. Moreover, as seen above, it harms plenty of users who have in no way violated your terms of service.

 If you keep this up, you threaten your website and company as a whole. Many of us are backing up our blogs and planning places to go to. 

You already have a content filter for “sensitive” content (content inappropriate for younger viewers). You could have improved this, instead of attacking your entire user base. It seems to be a very lazy “solution”, if you could call it one at all, and one that harms your entire userbase.

If you are going to keep this filter in place and make Tumblr, a website that has never been known for being family friendly and has never claimed to be, you are going to lose millions of your users. We are already planning our exodus. It isn’t hard to follow. Censor us, and we will go somewhere else. That is not a threat. It is a promise. 

Sincerely, 

The users of your website. 

@staff @support

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~”

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