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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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Everything had been going extremely fast for Lysandre's brain. In no time she had found herself trapped under the doctor and was left at his mercy – not that she complained. The feeling of his bare hand on her skin was sparking a devouring fire inside of her body. If he wasn't  guilty for burning the count, he would surely be for setting her whole being aflame. A short gasp left her mouth when his palm reached her breast and her breath  shortened considerably. How many nights had she dreamt of a moment like this?  The young woman had lost the count, not very fond of dwelling on things that would never come true. But now, she had him and this idea combined with his attentions tore a light moan from her throat. And then, then he said what she had been dying to hear for so long... These words which could make her heart melt... She was so happy she could have cried. Instead, watery blue eyes searched for the doctor's gaze, looking at him with unadulterated adoration.

“Gods above, I don't want to behave right now... A-and I don't want you to behave either. “

A short exhale left her while she pulled him closer. Her own next words made Lys blush profusely . She hated how desperate she sounded but it couldn't be helped... She loved him.

“Please, please Julian... I need you so much! Please...”

Shaky hands tugged his shirt out of his pants before sneaking their way under the fabric.to caress his skin. Careful not to scratch him with her nails, the apprentice explored his back, committing each little detail to memory. If he had regrets and decided to leave after the night, she would still be able to remember this magic moment. For someone who lost many memories, it was crucial to have new one to cling to.

“Y-your skin is so soft...”

She didn't really expected these words to tumble out of her mouth and she busied herself unbuttoning his shirt to escape her own embarrassment. As soon as the piece of clothing was open, pale fingers pushed it off his shoulders, gliding down the length of his arms to finally get rid of it. Then, she took a moment to admire the man who stole her heart.

The fingers exploring his skin managed to make him shudder and let out a soft gasp, muffled by her lips as she stole a kiss from him. Why was he trying to leave earlier, again? No answer could be provided by his currently vacant mind, which was too entranced by her every word and action to even be able to come up with a quick answer to her questions - and then, he simply smiled at her proposal, but it was his usual mischievous smile, sign that he was once again calm and he had managed to let go of his worries, at least for a while.

“I don’t know how you do it, but… when it comes to you, I simply…”, he spoke in a slow, hushed, loving tone as his hand wandered off to her chin, which he had grabbed in order to pull her closer. The sentence was never finished, because as soon as their lips met, Julian pushed hungrily against the warmth of her mouth, hand sliding back into her hair to hold her close, his other one squeezing the small of her back tightly, as if he was scared that she would disappear at any second. He closed his eye and continued his crusade of lingering, passionate kisses until he had eventually ran out of breath and had to stop, excited panting escaping his lips while he futilely tried to regain what little composure he still had. 

Cheeks flushed and hands shakier than he wanted to admit to, he pushed her off with a grunt only to pin her down under him, towering over her, his weight impudently trapping her underneath his large form. Their legs were entangled, a knee placed in between hers so he could fit above her. In frustration, he threw his other glove off too and let his bare skin touch her own, allowing his fingertips to curiously explore the tenderness of her neck, to stroke and push her skin along with utmost care. His intrusive index finger traced the middle of her throat down to her clothed chest, stopping above her heart once he had felt her pulse, resting his palm on her breast. It had made him blush terribly when he realized that he practically just groped her, his own pulse moving to his cheeks as he swallowed dryly.

Their gazes met briefly, an exchange of glances of two people who were obviously in love, although one of them was too clumsy to say it out loud, afraid of what the future might hold. Every time he tried to confess, the three words got stuck in his throat and they sounded just like pathetic whines and even now, he was trying so hard to do it with the same unsatisfactory results. To gather courage, he took in a deep breath and leaned in closer to her face, going past it to her ear. A shaky exhale left his mouth, hot breath tickling her skin as he wrapped his lips around her earlobe. All that she could hear were his soft, satisfied grunts while his tongue and teeth explored the softness of the area, his hand caressing her chest through the fabric. The other one had remained entangled in her hair for a while before he retracted it to be able to cup and stroke her cheek, caressing her endlessly. 

The licks and bites turned into soft kisses quickly after and his breath had calmed down enough for him to be able to form words. Julian managed to whisper a soft “I love you” into her ear as he nestled his forehead into the side of her head, nuzzling her golden hair to his heart’s content. Even when he was practically crushing her under his weight, it did not feel like they were close enough, never enough.

“Tell me if it’s too much, I promise I’ll behave…”, he purred with a chuckle to let her know she could stop him at any time, but for the time being, he continued to shower her in warmth and affection. “…But you don’t have to behave around me, if you don’t want to.”, he continued in the same flirtatious manner, stroking her cheek with his thumb as he lifted himself enough to be in her field of vision, a wide grin plastered on his otherwise flushed expression.

A scenario that’s been living rent free in my brain is: How would Toshinori react to finding that his partner has some All Might merch from before they met? Cause, come on, who hasn’t had a crush on All Might?

Toshinori would smile seeing all your merch. He appreciates the poster. He laughs at the chibi keychain. And he loves seeing you in a huge t-shirt with his logo on it. It’s adorable, notably how your legs look in it.

Deep down though, he becomes a little worried. Did you just start dating him because he’s All Might? He isn’t like that anymore. His body’s so different, so ugly. He can’t do nearly what he used to. Toshinori’s weaker, and only getting older. He can’t be that, no matter how hard he tries.

It’s easy to notice his quiet hesitance. And the way he stares at the poster when he passes by. And how he grimaces at the keychain when you show him. Your attempts to explain the silly crush might help a little: Everyone loves All Might! Everyone loves you!

Toshi only smiles, assuring you he’s fine like he always does. He doesn’t want to be pessimistic. He doesn’t want you to throw the merchandise away. Many of those things just remind him of who he isn’t anymore. He’ll deal with it.

It’ll take a serious conversation for his emotions to come out, finally faintly showing his anxieties. He feels dumb for feeling like that over trinkets. All you have to do is listen and hug him, telling him why you like him, not the symbol he no longer is. And you’re not everyone. You’re his partner there to support him.

I am currently wondering if there are still fans of the wonderful manga that is Pandora Hearts and more precisely if there are accounts that still do rp for the characters?

I feel like the fandom is dead and it pains me quite a bit. 🫤

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.

Aye aye Captain!

Pirate Mazelinka !

I mean.. captain Mazelinka.

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!)

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

Quick sketching during my classes today.  I was listening too, I swear ;)

“Ilya - The hanged man” ~ A slippery boy for ya.

Finally done! Thank you for your patience… Have been on vacation. 

Hope you enjoy.

A special thank you to the game “The Arcana: A Mystic Romance” - It’s very entertaining and addictive and I’ve spent many hours playing.