The Fugitive Doctor

if this is about my fishnets I am so fUCkinG soRRY)

also sorry my activity has been stagnant, this is my formal apology)

-How about a modern hc to keep it fresh and sexy? Julian knew he was going to be at a house party during his time in med school and caught wind that his crush, a certain white-haired witch, would also be attending. He also knew that the person hosting the party was a pretty avid gamer and would have his Xbox set up for the evening, all of his various games available for playing. One of those games being Just Dance. So, naturally, in an effort to win over the heart of his crush, because Ilya Devorak is and will always be that bitch, he memorizes one of the dances immaculately, down to the very last detail in hopes of flooring everyone at the party and possibly Asra himself.You know, instead of just asking him out like a person who makes reasonable life choices. So come the evening of the party he’s disgustingly casual about the whole thing.“Oh what’s this game, then? I’ve never heard of it… oh no, I couldn’t possibly, I don’t even know the song! I’ll embarrass myself!~”, is the type of bullshit he spews out before flawlessly pulling off one of the most difficult songs in the game. Pasha showed up, because she’s the type of cool younger sister who gets invited to parties by your friends instead of you and she’s just shaking her head in disgust as her brother, once again, does unreasonable things in an attempt to get stepped on by an attractive person.When he’s done he’s drawn a crowd that is various degrees of impressed and surprised that Ilya Devorak, the edgy kid from class C, can dance like a stripper mixed with some sort of gymnast if prompted. The only reaction he gets from Asra is a thumbs up and a small grin because he’s drunk (and maybe a little high) and gives more of a shit about how cute Faust is being, curled up in his scarf and sniffing his drink.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0gkbBFeHGY(mun’s learning this one themselves and my god I’m getting pretty decent at it, but it’s really hard. probably the hardest in that particular edition???)

Julian frowns, eyebrows furrowed together in a deeply troubled expression.“I’m afraid I may suffer an identity crisis… if I-I don’t have this platform to vague blog about wanting to get stepped on then what do I have? I can’t go to Instagram… Pasha follows me there. She already found my deviantArt with all of my bondage selfies from my teenage years and didn’t speak to me for a week afterwards… what ever will I do?”(you… you think he’s a cinnamon roll????? 👀👀👀👀 oh… oh darling… i feel an intense desire to protect you from this filthy world…) 

(YEAH that’s what they’ve said but I’ve seen lots of that stuff be taken down too. I’m concerned. TT 3 TT also, things that just vaguely resemble boobs have been taken down.... so....  oof? ah well, they’ll have to come physically remove my hands from my body if they want me to stop sinning.)

(Thank you for the info, dear heart!!~ ♥ fingers crossed, right? tumblr.com is fucking up big time bud.)

(you’re an absolute darling TT A TT thank you so much.... if I could reach through the screen and hug you, I would.)

also hhhhhh thank you *cries into your shoulder* I don’t deserve you. TT 3 TT)

(thank you TT w TT seriously. thank you.)

(i am gonna cry into your arms now okay? alright.♥♥♥   i love u im coming to ur dms right now)