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laxmiree · 9 months ago

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[CN] MLQC Lucien’s Moisturize ASMR translation

⚠️ SPOILER ALERT!! ⚠️

This post contains a detailed spoiler for an ASMR that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

[IMPORTANT]

⚠️ NSFW WARNING! The content of this ASMR is VERY VIVIDLY EXPLICIT and NOT suitable for individuals under the age of 18. It is recommended that those who do not meet this age requirement refrain from proceeding beyond this point.

I can't upload this on YouTube because YouTube deemed it as too explicit. So I upload the full version on Twitter AND Google Drive. Below the cut is only the transcript.

Google Drive link [ here ]

Twitter link [ here ]

OKAY SO before we start I want to mention some things:

This ASMR is from a CHINESE GAME, and as you know the censorship here is heavy, so explicit content relies on our imagination. The 🔞 elements need to be cleverly disguised; and in this ASMR they use… playing with slime. "Yes officer, they're just playing with slime. What zipper sound? It's from his coat." 🤪

But you can BET those noises aren't slimes (at least during the second half). It's heavily hinted that they gave each other's private parts 👅💦. Hence the ASMR name "水润”/”Moisturize”, which can convey the idea of something being moistened by """"water"""". What else is getting moistened right here except you-know-what 👀

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[ASMR - Moisturize Transcript]

[ sound of Lucien typing the password of the villa and then opens the door ]

[ Lucien sighs and chuckles ]

Once inside,

I can feel the temperature difference of nearly twenty degrees between indoors and outdoors.

Can you hand me my coat?

[ rustling noises as MC hands over his coat ]

Hmm?

It seems that this lady

forgot what was still in my pocket.

[ Lucien chuckles ]

Can I take it out?

[ sounds of the coat zipper as he takes out the item]

What is this?

[ chuckles ]

It seems to be a box of

glue-like stuff.

There are a few gardenia flowers on top.

Is it called 'slime'?

Indeed, it's quite vivid.

Was it bought at the night market

to give to me?

Then, can you teach me

how to play with this?

[ sounds of the slime getting opened ]

[ slime noises ]

Is it played like this?

Hmm

It's very soft.

Also quite fascinating.

And, as you mentioned,

it is a toy that has been improved and is very safe to play with.

Can it be poked?

Good.

[ SUS slime noises ]

Hmm

The fingertips wrapped in softness

feel very warm.

Do you want to play together?

I'd like to share this gift with you.

After sticking to the skin…

The slime's texture

becomes slightly damp

it's also sticky and moist

[ sus slime noises in the background ]

Do you find

that this little toy

sparks any particular associations for us?

[ sus slime noises and Lucien sighs ]

[ whispers ] You can't guess?

I think,

this lady already has an answer.

It's just that….

[ Lucien stops his sentence, chuckles and kisses ]

After all,

you're blushing from cheek to ear.

Okay,

then I'll go first.

These warmth,

moistness, and softness…

...are like a certain lady's….

…palms when her body temperature rises.

[ sus slime noises ]

Hmm?

[ chuckles ]

It seems that….

My associations surprised you?

[ chuckles ]

I wasn't asking a leading question.

Now, reveal your answer

Okay?

You are embarrassed to say it…

…and want to answer it with action?

I would give full marks to this classmate for all her ways of answering.

[ rustling noises ]

[ ZIPPER NOISES as she unzips his pants 🤪]

[ Lucien chuckles, then gasps and breathes heavily as she touches his d- ]

[ whispers hoarsely ] I didn't expect….

such a straightforward answer.

So,

this is the thought that makes this lady blush.

I rather feel that

those (slime) sounds are quite different from the noises we usually hear.

[ Lucien moans as he leads her to take him into her mouth ]

For example…

[ SUS RHYTHMICAL AND WET NOISES AS SHE SUCKS HIS D- ]

[ breathlessly ] This sound would be more similar

isn't it?

[ rhythmical and wet noises continue in the background, rattling noises as Lucien possibly begins to put the lid of the slimes + Lucien gasps and chuckles ]

I always feel that

the little toy on the table is not as fun anymore.

[ breathlessly whispers ] Of course, I like it.

[ breathlessly ] It's just that….

To the lady who gives me this gift….

[ Lucien gasps and then breathlessly whispers ] I’d rather express my gratitude…

[ the rhythmical and wet noises gradually stop ]

[ …i-is he shooting ropes- ]

[ Lucien steadies his breath ]

[ in a much calmer tone after he blows off his load ] …Probably due to the significant temperature difference between indoors and outdoors,

the glue in the composition starts to dissolve away.

It gets a bit sticky.

Or perhaps I poked too fast.

and ended up breaking this small teaching toy.

(T/N: lol here goes our 'cover story' 🤪. Officer, those sounds are TOTALLY from playing with slimes. Huh, 'Why does it make him breathless'? He just gets excited when teaching her, that's all 😋 )

[rustling noises]

Next time, after you buy one,

you can give it to me first.

I'll keep it safe.

[Lucien shuts the lid of the slimes]

To make up for this time,

What's next…

Is it time to move on to the practical part of the lesson?

(T/N: a.k.a the actual sex instead of just foreplay-)

I wonder if this classmate

is willing to 'assist' me?

[ rustling noises as he puts her on a surface ]

[ kissing noises as he kisses her in ✨places✨ ]

I really like your 'answers'.

They make it hard for me…

...to think straight.

[ more kissing noises as he moves lower and lower -]

Now,

let me repay you.

[ NOISES OF HIM EATING HER OUT. It's only right to repay oral with another oral- and she needs to be 'moisturized' before accepting him right- ]

I will hold my happiness,

and share all of them with you.

[ more noises of him eating her out as the sounds gradually fade- ]

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starrygalaxy04 · 3 years ago

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The MLQC Boys and Squirting Headcannon+Drabble (NFSW)

Victor

At first, he didn't really think much of it

He's 100% a giver and wants to make you feel all the good feelings

He knew how to pull orgasms from you as well as he knew how to tie a tie, so there was no doubt you would have many

But what he didn't expect was for you to gush all over his face while he was nose-deep between your legs

He doesn't actively look to make you squirt after that, but it is a major turn on for him and if you do it once, there's a very good chance he'll get you to do it again

Victor laid hot, wet kisses down your stomach as he made his way in between your legs. He had made sure you were absolutely soaked before even letting a finger slip down there, gently making out with you as his fingers rubbed gentle, slow circles on your clit. It was enough contact to make you squirm, but it was too slow and not exactly firm enough to get you to the peak you wanted.

He hushed your whining with a kiss before slowly picking up the pace, bringing you to one of the many earth-shattering orgasms Victor consistently gave you when the two of you made love. He was nothing if not thorough, if you didn't like something he was quick to stop and move on to something else. And when you tugged at his wrist after your orgasm, a small whine leaving your lips, he got the hint.

Which is how he found himself nipping at your thighs, patiently waiting for any sign that you were ready for more. He didn't like to overstimulate you unless you were bouncing on his cock. Foreplay was very important, a necessity that was taken very seriously when you were under Victor Li.

Your fingers tangling in his black locks and tugging is what brought him back to the present, smirking as he trailed his kisses higher until his breath was ghosting over your clit, warmth radiating against his lips as his tongue flicked out of his mouth experimentally. The low moan that left your mouth and the insistent tugging against his scalp was all he needed before he had pressed his mouth against your folds. His tongue lapped languidly against you, occasionally venturing up to circle your clit before trailing back down, collecting more of your sweet-tasting slick on his tongue.

The sounds of him licking your folds began to fill the room the wetter you got, low moans leaving your lips as Victor groaned against your folds. Without warning, he slipped a finger inside of you, rubbing against your gummy walls as he focused his attention more on your clit. Soon, a second finger joined the first, and the pads of his fingers found a spot that made your moans grow much louder.

He kept a slow, steady pace, sucking and licking your clit as you clenched on his fingers, heavenly moans leaving your lips as your grip on his hair tightened. Your hips bucked once, twice, and Victor used his free hand to pin your hips down, his deep purple eyes watching as your expression contort into one of pure ecstasy. He could tell you were close, and couldn't help but smile against your clit, his teeth gently rubbing against it as his fingers continued to move.

Before long, you were gasping, begging him not to stop. He obliged, sucking hard on your clit before your orgasm rocked through you. Your legs closed around his face, plush flesh pressed against his cheeks. He closed his eyes, prepared to diligently work you through it. But what he didn't expect was a gush of fluid to coat his face and splatter onto his neck. He paused for a brief moment, eyes wide, before he began massaging your thighs, waiting for you to come down.

When you finally released him, he slowly moved away, letting you take in the mess on the lower half of his face and around his prominent Adam's apple. His narrow purple eyes caught yours, adoration, love, and lust mixed together into one picture you wouldn't forget any time soon.

"I didn't know you could do that."

Lucien

This man is actively looking to make you squirt

He's into both overstimulation and edging, and he can read your body like a book

It was a matter of time

The first time he got you to do it, he made sure to forever engrave it in his memory

He loves to take pictures of you, innocent or naughty

He didn't think a simple picture would do that beauty justice, though

If you consented to it, he would definitely take a video of it for his personal enjoyment

It wasn't uncommon for Lucien to tie you to the bed with the light purple silk wrapped around your wrists and ankles. And it also wasn't uncommon for Lucien to hold a vibrator to your clit, ripping orgasm after orgasm from you until you were in tears, begging for him to stop. But it also wasn't uncommon for him to do the exact opposite, pulling away when you were just about to cum, making you whine and moan for hours until he finally let you cum.

Tonight was a more merciful night.

You had a hard day today, which meant Lucien wasn't going to be as hard on your body. You liked both sides of him, the ruthless hard dominant and the softer dominant that still held a guiding hand in every move you made in the bedroom.

Lucien sucked on your collarbone, leaving a hickey that would just barely be covered up by the clothing you would wear to work the next day. He had been teasing you for the past hour, his large hands roaming over the expanse of your body, squeezing, massaging, pinching, kissing, and licking everywhere except where you wanted him most. Hickies littered your upper thighs and hips along with some bite marks. Lucien had already made a mental note to take a picture of them later, his tongue flicking over your nipple as his right hand trailed lower. His middle finger made contact with your slit first, completely soaked. He trailed further down, his fingers coming in contact with a damp spot on the sheets.

A smile made its way onto Lucien's lips as a pleading moan left your lips, and he shushed you quietly, resting his head in the juncture between your shoulder and neck. He was still fully clothed, his lab coat and shirt rubbing against your heated skin as his hand trailed back up, coating itself in your slick.

"Just relax, little butterfly. I've got you."

Lucien gently kissed your shoulder before slipping his middle and ring finger inside your sopping, gummy walls. Your head tilted back and another smile graced Luciens lips as he pumped his fingers at a slow pace, making sure to rub that one spot that drove you wild.

"If you want more, all you have to do is ask, butterfly. Today is all about you." Lucien cooed in your ear, watching you squirm.

"More, please more," were the only words that left your lips before Lucien had obliged you, his fingers knuckle-deep inside you as he thrusted them at a moderate pace, listening to your moans and whines.

His thumb trailed over your clit, rubbing the nub gently as his fingers were getting coated in your juices. The sound of squelching could be heard only if you listened close. Lucien didn't want anyone else to hear the sounds your decadent pussy made within the walls of his apartment.

When your moans grew louder, his thumb rubbed more generously on your clit, his fingers pressing up against that one spot with more vigor. He pressed gentle kisses on your neck, praising you with gentle hums as he worked on getting you to an orgasm.

When your gummy walls began clenching on his fingers, he rubbed your clit just a slight bit faster, encouraging words leaving his lips without him even thinking.

"Cum for me, my butterfly. My beautiful, lovely butterfly. Let it go, I'm right here."

You came with a squeal, your walls clamping down on his fingers as he watched the clear liquid gush from your cunt. His pale eyes were locked on his wrist, his lab coat soaked from the ejaculate.

You were still coming down from your high as Lucien slipped his fingers out of you, removing your bindings so that you could move freely. He laid back down next to you, a smile on his face as he watched you roll over to face him.

"It seems like we have a new result to look forward to."

Kiro

Kiro, the poor baby, didn't even know what squirting was

He had just gotten back to the hotel from shooting a promo for his newest movie, but because he was in another country he couldn't release the pent-up horniness like he wanted to

So what was better at that moment than some phone sex?

He knew you had the day off, so he didn't hesitate to video call you after he had crashed in his bed

You answered immediately, and the rest was history

It takes him a while to get the gist of it, but thanks to his skilled fingers he finds all the right spots in no time

If you feel up to it, he will happily give you a squirt orgasm that will leave you boneless without his dick going inside of you

Kiro couldn't stand it anymore. He hadn't had you in his arms in a month, and it was really starting to take its toll. He had a boner at almost all times now, which was very inconvenient considering he had many shoots to do. So as soon as he got back to the apartment, the first thing he did was call you.

You had a day off, and were watching Netflix when he called. He had greeted you happily, and you two talked for a while before he brought up the real purpose of his call. Normally he had no issue about asking you to have sex with him, but his flaming red cheeks gave away a hint of embarassment. You agreed with a chuckle, assuring him that you missed him that way too.

Since you were on video call, he came up with the idea of a mutual masturbation on camera thing, and while you had gone to get some things he had pulled his pants and boxers down, sighing in relief as his achingly hard cock was finally released from the confines of his tight jeans.

But what he hadn't expected was for you to come back in lingerie with a weirdly shaped glass dildo and lube. His blue eyes watched in amazement as you smiled at him through the camera, pushing your laptop far enough away that he could see all of you slumped against the headboard of your bed.

You wore his favorite set, a bra and panty ensemble made of chains of golden beads, leaving little to the imagination. His cock twitched as he watched you pull aside your panty, running a finger along your folds tantalizingly as you stared directly into the camera, lust clouding your gaze.

Kiro let out a sigh as his hand gripped around his cock, fighting back the urge to lean his head back as he watched you through half-lidded eyes. You had moved to open the bottle of lube, pouring some of it over the dildo. He got a better look at it. It was narrow and curved, as if it were meant to stimulate a certain spot inside of you. He watched eagerly as you slid it in after spreading the lube around generously, mouth open into a perfect "o".

Slowly, you began moving the toy inside you, and Kiro stroked his cock at the same pace, the head flushed a bright red as he spread the pre cum leaking from it over his cock with his hand. You slowly began moving it faster inside you, and as you did Kiro's pace picked up as well. Before long, the both of you were panting, moaning messes, watching the other pleasure themselves through the screen.

Kiro's cheeks were flushed a deep red, sweat pouring from his brow as low groans left him, the rings on his finger a sharp, cold contrast to the warmth of his hand, which he was currently picturing as the soft, sopping warmth of your cunny.

A particularly loud groan left him, a sign that he was close, and you picked up the pace dramatically, knowing it was what he needed to push him over the edge. Kiro came with a loud groan, his cum coating his hand in thick spurts. As he came down from his high, he watched as your face contorted, and then you were cumming, clear liquid spraying from your cunny. Some of it landed on the camera, and Kiro felt his refractory period become non-existent as his cock hardened again.

Your body slumped against the pillows, your thighs closed tightly together, the toy lay forgotten next to you.

There was only one thought on Kiro's mind after that.

"How did you do that?"

Gavin

This man was a pure virgin baby, hadn't watched anything more than a couple creampie compilations in his free time

So he also knew nothing about squirting

He knew that the calluses on his hands felt pleasurable to you, especially when he was prepping you to take his cock

And while he couldn't quite get the spot you wanted him to get with his fingers, he certainly could with his cock

You had asked him many times if he was sure he hadn't had sex before because God sex with him was heavenly, but he vehemently denied it (it was the truth after all)

So when he was balls deep inside you, with those slow, deep, hard thrusts, he knew you were in ecstasy

But he didn't expect when you came for his dick to literally get forced out of your cunny as clear liquid gushed from it, coating his hips and thighs

He's been entranced with it ever since

If you're feeling up to it, you'll squirt at least once when you two have sex

Its how he knows he's making you feel good

Gavin's fingers slid out of your sopping cunny, moving to undo his belt as he kneeled in front of you. You were laid out on his bed, legs spread wide to accommodate him. He had just gotten back from a mission and with him uninjured, neither of you hesitated to jump each other's bones.

In your haste, you had completely ignored each other's shirts, instead immediately ripping down your shorts and underwear, Gavin apologizing with a deep blush on his face as he pulled you in for a kiss full of tongue and passion as he massaged your aching cunny. Then he slowly slid the first finger in. Prepping you for his cock always seemed like the most torturous teasing, especially when he had been away on missions long enough for him to have to prep you all over again. You'd much rather him be able to get you sopping wet, effortlessly slipping those two fingers inside of you, confirming you were ready for him.

But right now, the stretch wasn't something you were used to, and stung slightly as he had scissored the long, thick digits inside of you, hitting spots only your toys could reach. And even then, it wasn't near as good as what was happening now.

Gavin had pulled down his pants and boxers just enough to release his stiff cock, leaking pre cum as he stroked himself once, twice before pulling your hips towards him. He lined his thick cock up with your hole, coating his tip in your copious juices before his golden eyes met yours. His brunette bangs hung low in his face, his golden eyes smoldering as he waited for your confirmation. You nodded once, and he pushed in.

The stretch burned, but God did it feel good to have him inside you again. Gavin groaned, bottoming out inside of you, head thrown back as he tried to hold onto any self-control he had. He really wanted to rail you at that moment, but he knew if he didn't want to hurt you, you needed the adjustment period. Plus, staying still would keep him from cumming too quickly.

He kept still until your hips began moving, wanting him to move. Watching you grind on him gave him an idea. Without warning he pulled out then flipped the both of you over, holding your hips above his aching cock.

"How about you ride me tonight?" He asked, a smile on his face.

Without thinking you nodded, sliding his cock back inside you with a bit more ease this time. After finding a comfortable rhythm, you began bouncing on his cock, grinding on him in a way that made you see stars and made him audibly groan.

Gavin watched in awe as you worked yourself on him, using his body for your own pleasure. You looked beautiful in his eyes, the amazing warmth around his cock an added bonus as he watched your lips part, a series of low moans leaving you as you began to grind on him. He groaned as you clenched on him, and without warning he flipped the both of you back over, whispering a quiet "Sorry" before delivering a slow, hard, deep thrust in your cunny.

Your moans became exponentially louder, each thrust hitting every perfect spot. Your gummy walls drew his cock in further, and before long he was humping you like there was no tomorrow. Without warning you came, the squeeze forcing his cock out of your warmth as clear liquid gushed from you, coating his hips and cock as he watched your hole flutter and your clit throb.

At that point, he had forgotten entirely about his own orgasm as he watched you slump against the sheets, trying to catch your breath.

"Can you do that again?" Gavin breathed.

Shaw

Another one actively looking to make you squirt

He's got an advantage here- in small doses, he can use his Evol to stimulate you

He might pinch your nipple then give you a small shock, rub your clit and do the same, or even give you those delicious shocks while he has two fingers knuckle-deep in your cunny

With the massive sex appeal oozing from this man, it's not surprise he's got a high sex drive, meaning he's horny almost all the time

But when he got you to squirt, oh boy

He got even more addicted

He has a slight sadistic streak, and no matter what if you two are having sex he's going to make you squirt

Most of the time, it's going to be more than once, too

Shaw had already sent you over the edge twice just from rubbing and shocking your clit alone, and now he was going for a third. Your legs clenched in protest. He had given you no breaks from the moment your first orgasm hit until now, his fingers furiously rubbing on your clit as you pleaded with him to stop.

"Oh, sweetie, I'm not stopping until you give me what I want," He cooed, a smirk on his face as his sweat-soaked lilac locks fell into his face. His golden eyes drank in your sweat-soaked and overstimulated form hungrily, an idea slowly forming in his head as his eyes trailed to your weeping cunny.

"In fact," He said, his smirk growing wider. "I'll help you out a little."

Before you could get anything else out, he had shoved his middle and ring finger of his other hand knuckle-deep in your cunny, probing and searching for that one spot he knew would give him what he wanted. And when your back arched, a tell-tale sign that he had found it, his pace became ruthless.

Squelching filled the room as he quickly thrust his fingers in and out of you, rhythmically shocking you as he did. Your moans quickly got louder, as well as your pleas for respite as another orgasm began brewing.

"I'll let you rest in a minute, darling," Shaw smiled at you, shocking you again. "You're close, aren't you? Such a filthy slut, getting off on a few shocks." He slapped your clit before going back to abusing the nub. "C'mon princess, cum for me. Make a mess all over."

And that was all it took for the band to snap. You came around his fingers, hard. The clear fluid Shaw had been searching for gushed from your cunny as you coated his fingers, which were thrusting at a slightly slower pace. He praised you throughout the orgasm, managing to pull just a little bit more of the fluid from your sore cunny before you slumped, boneless and in need of a nap.

Shaw slowed his pace down gradually until his fingers weren't moving at all, slowly pulling them out before licking up the copious amounts of fluid coating his hand.

"Good girl. You can rest, for now."

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ontowanderlust · 2 years ago

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Hi! It is my third ask, and I want to apologise if I annoy you or/and distract you from your work/study. It may sound a little bit selfish, but my birthday is around the corner, and I thought, maybe you can write Shaw + Surprise (i think it wasn't used yet) + fluff? There is no need if you don't want to!

Stay safe and don't forget to rest!

Surprise., v.

“You can open your eyes now,”

Eyes fluttering, she couldn’t help the gasp escaping her lips as she turned her head as she took their surroundings in.

Truth be told, she didn’t know what to expect for this day- scratch that, she just didn’t know what to expect from the man standing behind her.

After all, knowing Shaw for quite some time now, she knew just how unpredictable he is. Why, just few days ago she could vividly remember him warning her not to expect much these days despite her countless attempts of dropping hints of what she wanted to do for this particular day.

So for him to ask her to close her eyes as she stepped into his threshold, only to find strings of her favorite colors hanging around his living room, a small banner of her name with balloons spelling out her age (just this once, she’d let this one slide) was something she had never imagined would happen.

When she saw the lights dimming, she turned around only for her breath to hitch just as she could feel her eyes widening as she found him holding out this intricately designed cake all the while looking at her with this softest gaze she had ever seen upon him.

“I may not express this a lot but I’m glad to have you in my life, I’m sorry it took me this long to let you know but I hope you know how much I cherish our time together.” He began as he took steps towards her. “Happy birthday, princess.” He mumbled as he held out the cake in front of her.

“Make a wish,”

Not even fighting the wide grin creeping across her face, her eyes disappearing into half moons as she blew out the candles. “You just granted it.”

Hello again! First of all, please allow me to greet you a happy birthweek! I don’t exactly know when’s your birthday so let’s just celebrate for a week cause I know you deserved it! I hope you’re having a great week and I hope you are filled with happiness and contentment on your special day.

Second, it’s not selfish to request for things that make you happy! Personally, I’d like to call it being self indulgent 😉😌 so I say request to your heart’s desire!

Lastly, don’t be afraid to hit that ask! I may be a little bit of a cryptid right now- lurking here and there but I love receiving these requests and I love fulfilling them the best I can so you’re not annoying me, mkay? I am glad I get to interact with you through these requests.

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#mlqc #koi to producer #mlqc dictionary #love x evol #mr. love queen's choice #mlqc shaw #mlqc ling xiao #mr love queen's choice #happiest birthday to you dearest #may you be filled with love and happiness on your special day!

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lilsuzn · 4 years ago

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MLQC Boys Jealous (PART 2 - NSFW)

Fandom: Mr. Love: Queen's Choice

Warnings: Explit (gender neutral) sexual content

If you haven’t read part 1 I highly suggest you do, because otherwise you wouldn’t know the context.

Gavin

As I said, when Gavin gets this jealous little later on in your relationship, the talk would take place, but it would take place after.

After what, you ask?

This post.

That’s the headcanon.

Goodbye.

No but for real.

He will push you against the wall the moment the door to his apartment closes behind you.

His kiss is full of passion. Intense. Burning hot. Almost painful.

His hands roam your body up and down as if he owns it. Seems to try to rub into you enough for no man to ever approach you the way that bastard from your highschool reunion did.

His hips press into yours as he lifts you and wraps your legs around him.

For a moment you try to ask him why he's acting like this… but then does it really matter?

Gavin basically tears your clothes off your body. His lips move aggressively across your neck and shoulders. His erect dick rubs into the skin in between your legs through the thin barrier of your panties.

Before those are yanked off you as well.

You don't even make it to the bed. Like - at all.

After he comes for the first time he just lays you down on the carpet and continues pleasuring you with his hands.

One over your sex as his slender finger pressing against your clit, while the other pinches your nipples.

You squirm and moan his name over and over again while all Gavin is able to say in that moment is “Mine” over and over again... and that only arouses you further.

In no time he enters your dripping pussy once more with a sweet whisper of “I love you” on his mouth.

After you’re both completely spent and barely able to move he tells you how sorry he is for being so rough with you and tells you why he acted that way… and that’s where the talk from part 1 would happen in this scenario.

Kiro

After your little date Kiro takes you home and insists on accompanying you all the way to your door.

Which comes as no surprise to you, given his behaviour in the restaurant and all the way to your place...

You already know he’s gonna come inside.

And you already know he's gonna bend you over the table.

But what you don’t know is that it never meant to be another one of your sweet love making sessions.

Kiro planned to fuck everything but him out of your mind on that table. For the most selfish of reasons.

There is no doubt that you felt nothing above friendliness towards that other guy. There is no reason for him to wreck you the way he does.

With the table smashing into the wall, leaving visible marks.

With your legs long nonfunctioning, so he has to press you even harder against the wooden surface for you not to fall.

And Kiro keeps telling himself that he will stop in a moment. He will stop and carry you to bed.

Just one more moment...

Lucien

Once you’re back in his apartment the stinging feeling in Lucien's chest doesn’t seem to be going anywhere anytime soon.

...It actually grows stronger with every passing minute.

If what you said was truthful, that man who approached you didn’t seem to be attracted to you whatsoever.

And you clearly showed no interest in him either.

So why does it torture him so? Why can’t he overcome this crippling fear that he has already lost you?

In the whirl of his thoughts Lucien wraps his arm around you from behind while you prepare tea in the kitchen.

His palms slowly slide down your abdomen. Fingers caressing your delicate skin through the barrier of your clothing.

“You wanted to know if I got jealous, huh?” he asked, his voice as seductive as ever.

His fingers move lower and lower… until they finally reach for the hem of your dress to hike it up and rest his warm palm on your sex.

“What kind of answer did you expect, my little butterfly?”

Lucien’s fingers slowly pushed your panties aside to then press his digits against your clit.

Your lips part in a gasp of pleasure. Your frame begins to tremble as your lover quickens his movements.

You hold onto the kitchen counter for your dear life. Your back arches into the warmth of the body that envelops you. The moans start to slip through your lips. Your legs start to go weak underneath you… and then Lucien suddenly stops.

“I’m afraid this time I don’t have any for you this time... but I have a few ways to help you forget about your questions.”

Long story short - you don’t get to sleep that night.

Victor

“I love you, Victor. Only you. Forever.”

At that, your lips meet for the first time that night in the kiss twinned with unspoken hurt and true commitment.

The warmth of passion slowly grows in the pit of your stomach as he pulls you into his arms to press you against the comforting, wide plane of his chest.

It’s always so easy to get lost in his kiss. In the way one hand cups your cheek while the other keeps trying to pull you closer and closer… even though you’re already pressed impossibly close.

You don’t even realise you’re moving until your butt is pressed against the kitchen counter.

Victor doesn’t waste a moment to lift you up and sit you on top of it.

Your legs part and your boyfriend’s aroused sex grounds into you like his life depended on it… and in a way it does.

Because Victor needed to feel you. Experience the love you have for him in the purest form. Make sure you’re still here. Still his.

He doesn’t even bother to take off your underwear or consider to just push it aside. He tears it with one move of his hand. Sending a shiver up your spine.

Victor is rough. He’s relentless, but he’s hands are tender as they caress your sides.

He says nothing.

Barely makes any sounds aside from heavy breathing… But that's okay. You don’t need him to say anything.

Because you know.

And you are very much going to tell him everything there is to tell about how much he means to you. How much you think about him throughout the day - doesn’t matter where or with whom you are.

How much you love him. Always will.

#mlqc #mr love queen's choice #mlqc fanfic #mlqc fluff #mlqc gavin #mlqc hc #mlqc headcanon #mlqc victor #mlqc lucien #mlqc kiro

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xandraspalace · 3 years ago

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Azure Butterfly and Its Memories

----- Azure Butterfly and Its Memories || A Han Chiho [NIJISANJI] Farewell Present Picture

Summary : He leave the way he came, like morning dew, fading with no trace, Even Namiwa’s splendor shows life is a dream within a dream. If only you knew that it would be a beautiful yet so painful spring. Now you don't even know where the crystal blue butterfly flew away. Now you can only hold on tight to the memories that the butterfly left behind.

WC : 1566 Words

Warning : Grammar errors, angst, Japanese History references, Ikemen Series references, MLQC references, WMMAP references, etc.

Story Notes : This fiction is written in second person POV and gender-neutral as the pronouns. So both male and female can enjoy this fiction, have fun!

A/N : Who would have thought I would write something as a parting gift? I've been anticipating all of this ever since the announcement was made. But everything still feels unreal. Oh, I want to cry. One of my faves is about to pass and I don't know how to express my gratitude and love. I can only say thank you for everything. Stay healthy and happy, and remember all the time you have spent with us. Really, I’m crying as I wrote this. Thank you, and I love you.

MAYBE it's just an unreasonable fear. Wait, no. Of course one has reason to be afraid. It's just, you heart doesn’t want to admit and accept that reason.

The weather was quite nice that day, but the sun was not shining that bright. The spring breeze was blowing hard enough to sway the curtains of the room. It’s quiet, too quiet in fact. Yet you can do nothing but to continue your work.

Meanwhile, the owner of the room was pensive near the open window. He let the spring breeze touch his face and a smile touched his lips. But you feel there is something strange about his smile.

Han Chiho gazed out the window with an overly gentle smile. There was sadness written in his golden eyes, as if he was desperately trying to remember all the things he could see from the window.

The heights of the buildings, the busy streets with passing vehicles, even the blue hues of sky that stretched to the horizon, Chiho seemed to be fixated on remembering all the scenaries in front of him. In his hands, he let the wind sway the accessories linked to his fan.

"I leave the way I came," he murmured softly, making you who was tidying up his paperworks to halt. You immediately turned to him. He was still engrossed in the view of the city. “Like morning dew, fading with no trace,” he continued. “Even Namiwa's splendor shows life is a dream within a dream.”

You were curious as to what made Chiho able to paint such a vague expression on his face. “What are you talking about, Chiho?” you finally asked.

Chiho instantly turned to look at you. Ah, that look on his face again. Just like when he gazed at the cityscape, Chiho looked at you as if he was trying to memorize every single feature of your face and carve it to his mind.

The king could only smiled sweetly at you. “Toyotomi Hideyoshi’s poem on his deathbed,” Chiho answered. “It was such a good poem, I admit.”

Leaving, someone's poem on their deathbed, you challenge your brain to name something deeper and darker than that. What made Chiho think of such a thing? you may ask yourself.

“Why with the topic, King? You scared me,” you admit as you continue to tidy up his desk.

Chiho just chuckled lightly. "There's nothing to worry about, really. I'm just reciting a poem."

If only you knew that it would be a beautiful yet so painful spring.

∘◦ ✂ ————–✂ ◦∘

You woke up gasping for air, your chest heaving wildly. Your body was already drenched in cold sweat. You sat there, trying hard to dinf out whether it's a dream, an illusion, or reality.

Chiho will usually come straight to your room when he feels some negative aura around you, especially if the aura gets into your subconscious and creates nightmares.

From the very beginning, Chiho tried his best not to let the negative spirits get to you and him. But after all, which negative spirit dares to approach the wizard?

After calming down, you looked at every corner of your chamber. Dark and cold. But not too long after that, the anxiety crawled back to you when you notice a sparkling blue near your hand.

That's when you realized your hand was holding something. "Oh!" You were even more surprised when you raise your hand and see what you're holding.

Chiho's fan.

Why is that fan in your hand? You were pretty sure Chiho was a little sensitive with his belongings, especially with the things he always carried with him. Then how could this fan end up in your hands?

That was when you finally discover the red thread pattern of all the questions. The reason why Chiho was staring out the window more often these past few weeks, his gentle yet painful smiles, his gaze that was desperately trying so hard to remember everything, as well as someone's poem on their deathbed. Everything came to the light and it all makes senses to you now.

You instantly jumped out of your bed. Still in your nightgown, you rushed out of your chamber. You ran like a madman through every side and corner of his humble abode, trying to find him.

Anxiety surrounded your heart and fear clouded your mind. What did he say about the poem?

“I leave the way I came, like morning dew, fading with no trace.”

All your energy is wasted when you don't find even the bridge of the man's nose. The rest of your strength somehow could brings your feet running to one final room. You stopped as you entered a certain chamber, trying to catch your breath.

That's when you realized the atmosphere in the room. Silent, dark, and cold. You noticed the window of the room was wide open. The night spring breeze blew in freely.

Your gaze shifted to his desk. You approach the desk to find all the files and papers neatly arranged. And you also realized that Chiho had already completed all his tasks and work. When did he even finish all of this?

"Oh," you whispered when you found an envelope sealed with a blue butterfly stamp. On the front of the letter was written "To my dearest servant." You instantly opened the letter and read its contents.

To my dearest servant…

If you read this letter, then most likely, I’m no longer at your side. Are you crying while you read this? My servant who has always been so strong? That is truly my greatest worry.

I didn’t think miracles happened twice, let alone so frequently. But another miracle kept us and let us together. Who knew my revival would bring me to you and you to me? We faced many difficulties, but in the end, they made us stronger. I made it this far thanks to you.

I can’t imagine not being in love with you. That kind of life is no life for me. Even if I had my pick of all possible futures and pasts, I’d go right back to this one. Our love is eternal, uniting us across different times and more.

If crossing paths with me has caused your own life to stall, then my heart is filled with regret. Forgetting isn’t a sin, but I chose to remember every single moment we spent together for you. Always. And no matter how many years pass, my heart will remain one with yours.

If you see a crystal blue butterfly around you, please don’t be alarm. It’s just one of my many power that can fly to where I want it to fly, and can finally reach you.

And about my fan, I will leave it to your capable hand. I know that leaving something will only create a deeper wound. However, only with that can I still protect you when I'm not by your side. I want you to feel like I'm still there, protecting you from all the bad things.

If one day someone has the power to wind us back to each other, that fan will lead you back to me for sure. Until then, don’t be sick and be happy. I pray you continue to find the beauty and adventure in every day.

Forever yours, Han Chiho.

One and two tears began to fall and wet the letter you were holding. Your heart felt like it was stop beating, your body was planted to the ground. Where did Chiho go? That may be your question.

Still with tears in your eyes, your gaze was fixed on the fan you're holding. A blue butterfly-shaped accessory hang on the fan. Now if you remember it, it's not just any mere accessories. Chiho sealed a bit of his power in that accessories.

"So you still want to protect me even when you’re gone, Chiho?" You laughed bitterly, slightly choking on your sobs.

Right after that, the crystal accessory caught the first glint of the rising sun coming in through the window. There's countless hues in that one dawn sky. More were added to the colors, shifted to pale blue and yellow. It reminded you with Chiho's glorious golden eyes and the azure butterflies that fly around him.

"'Don't be sick and be happy,’ you said?" you questioned yourself. Your grip on the fan tightened and hugged it to your chest. Your jewel eyes stared out the window, at the sun that has just woken up with determination. “Only if you do the same, King.”

On the other side of time and world, a butterfly landed on the finger of a man who was none other than Chiho. He chuckled and sighed in relief. "I supposed I’m worried for nothing," he whispered to himself, light glinting from his glasses. Only after that, the man turned his back, completely leaving everything behind him for good.

Long after the sun rise, your favorite sun continued to shine in a different place. And you knew that this world, this timeline, with him, was the most beautiful and wonderful memories.

The stories don’t say if the king and his beloved servant ever met up again. But those who saw them living their own separated life now … All describe the two of them as live happily ever after, dreaming each other’s life, and living each other’s dream. ----- [FIN]

Azure Butterfly and It’s Memories A Fiction by Author Xandra April, 2022

#nijisanji #nijisanji kr #han chiho

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little-butterfly-writes · 3 years ago

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Their Reaction To You Having A Nightmare - MLQC

A request I got on Twitter, so here ya go.

[IMPORTANT] Warnings - Mentions of cheating, choking, betrayal, death, distancing/breakup, nightmare

Victor

Of course he'd do this. You were never meant to be with him. But why? Why did Victor leave you for Chik? Is it because she's better than you? You have no clue, but you hate seeing her clinging to his arm. That's supposed to be you on his arm, giggling and happy. It breaks your heart to see that he'd want Chik over you, even after he said he'd been searching for you for years. Victor took your heart out and tore it to his desire. And now they're mocking you, posing for the camera, leaning close with their lips touching-

Victor shakes your shoulder, sitting up and pulling you with him. He holds you to his chest, rocking you gently. He allows you to explain it if you feel up to it, or just holds you gently if you don't want to. Victor’s voice is surprisingly soft, pulling you back down so you can sleep. He will hold you as long as you need and will whisper sweet words in your ear.

"Dummy, I love you too much to even look at another woman. You'll be by my side no matter what."

Lucien

The cold look of his eyes nearly makes you shiver. His usual soft and gentle voice now a snake's hiss. This traitor, someone who said they loved you, who cared. Lucien wraps a hand around your throat, squeezing tight. You were just a plan to him, nothing more. After this, Lucien will just carry on. He will only harm more people, cost more lives, and play with people's hearts. Who knows how long he's been doing this? You feel faint, eyes rolling back and your heart beat slow-

Lucien grips your shoulder tightly, pulling you to his chest. He listens to your sobs, giving you the chance to talk about it if you want to. Lucien will rub your back and kiss your forehead if you need. He'll talk about random things to distract you from the dream, like new ice cream flavors your favorite shop has. He'll stay close, holding your hand softly.

"The past is over, we're both safe and happy in each other's arms. I would never hurt you ever again, for it hurts me as well."

Gavin

You had a feeling in your gut that this would have happened. It was a very dangerous mission and you didn't want Gavin to go. Yet, he had to do it with no say. And now Eli stands in front of you, holding his coat and badge with one hand with a solemn face. You open your mouth to scream, but nothing comes out. The man who loved you all the way from highschool till now is gone without saying goodbye. Was he in pain when he left you? Did you want to say anything before he became a cold corpse? You fall to your knees, holdings your face wishing you could say I love you once more-

Gavin grips you and holds you tight in his arms. The fear and concern in his eyes breaks your heart just as much as the dream. He'll let you talk if you want to, but he'll let you babble in his arms if you don't want to. Gavin assures you he'll be by your side no matter what happens. He will stroke your hair until you fall asleep.

"No matter what happens or how far we are, I'll always return to your side at the end of the day."

Kiro

He's a lot different now, his career is better than ever. Kiro is now colder unless you're in front of cameras. It makes you crave to be in public, wanting the love he used to show you before. Even though you live together, it feels like you're miles apart. Kiro pays the bare minimum attention to you when you are near each other. He's usually on his phone, doing some coding or just not even looking your way. The day he asks you to break up, your heart shatters. Kiro explains that you've been holding him down in his career. He's always said how much he loves you, so how did it come to this-

Kiro gasps and shakes your shoulder a bit roughly. He holds you gently, kissing your forehead. He'll also offer you sweet snacks for 'sweet dreams'. Kiro will sing you lullabies and kiss your cheeks. He will cuddle you no matter what.

"Miss Chips, I know I've been busy lately, but I love you so much! Don't ever forget that~"

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rikumorimachisgirl · 4 years ago

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Title: Eyes on you

Pairing: Shaw x You

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 2,901

A/N: You (Y/N) are not the MC in MLQC. This is a plunny that's been bugging me for quite a while, I had to write it. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own MLQC or its characters, but I do own the concept of this fic.

There were a few mysteries in this world that the esteemed Archeology Graduate Professors at Loveland University can't explain - for instance, the formation of the Stonehenge, the exact location of the lost city of Atlantis, the origin of the Nazca lines… and your presence at the Metro Art Gala dressed to the nines, positively gleaming as you strode arm in arm with your classmate and Thesis partner Shaw, who seemed like the perfect gentleman that evening. Thanks to your work at the Loveland Museum, you scored two invites to the gala featuring the recently discovered works of a well-known artist - an event any Archeology fanatic wouldn't let pass. The two of you walked along with LFG's Exhibition Hall, pausing occasionally to admire one of the recently discovered sculptures by the Renaissance artist D'Romani. As you both looked at the intricacies of the artwork in front of you, your charming companion would lean in slightly and whisper something in your ear, causing you to roll your eyes or stifle a giggle.

To the guests in the prestigious gala, the two of you looked like two young people at the cusp of falling in love, but the members of the Faculty of the Graduate School of Archeology saw it differently - this was a real-life mystery if they'd seen one.

As your eyes swiftly swept through the entire room, you could see that your professors only had one question in mind - how'd this happen? How did two people as different as day and night, who argued with each other throughout Graduate studies, end up amiably enjoying each other's company tonight?

You drew a sharp breath and sighed. The answer was simple: Your Thesis defense was right around the corner. You needed him to cooperate, you were willing to go to great lengths to make it happen. And your Thesis partner (unfortunately) was ready to take full advantage of the situation.

***

"Tell me why we're doing this again, " you said through the door that separated you and your date, as you were putting on the dress you bought (or invested on, as he casually stated) for tonight's gala, which he insisted on attending with you. It was six in the evening on a Friday, and you had just arrived home after cramming your workload at the Loveland Museum and foregoing your meal breaks just so you could leave work at exactly five-thirty.

"I already told you a couple of times - you want me to cooperate with you so you can pass our Thesis, and I need a reason to be around her," the purple-haired man waiting at the other side of your bedroom door called out nonchalantly. "You can drop your fantasy about me asking you out because I'm attracted to you."

You hissed silently at his snarky remark and counted to ten. You haven't even left your apartment yet you already wanted this night to be over. "How do you even know she's gonna be there?"

She - the Miracle Finder Producer, the object of your Thesis Partner's fantasies, and as fate would have it, his brother's girlfriend.

"They're doing a show featuring our Thesis adviser. Didn't he tell us about it during our last consultation?" He asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"I wasn't listening," you shot back, as you took off your ponytail and started styling your hair with your curling iron. You chose a one-shoulder fitted black dress that stops right above your knees, so you thought of wearing your hair down for a change.

"Ah, yes. You were too busy looking at your notes, trying to prove me wrong as always."

You closed your eyes, as you continued to make big beach waves and prayed to the gods you wouldn't commit murder tonight.

"How much longer are you gonna take?"

"Excited much?" You asked, smirking while you now removed your glasses and put on your contacts. "You sound like a teenager excited to see his crush in a school fair!"

"Don't compare me to you!"

"I don't have designs on anyone in the party," you called back. "Unless your brother's attending the event, that is. From what you've been telling me, he seems like a great guy."

Silence. You arched an eyebrow as you strained your ear to listen for any sign of life outside your bedroom door. What must your grunge-rock skater boy-turned-date-for-the-evening be thinking?

"Do you want to pass our Thesis or not?"

You struck a victory pose at his remark. Finally, one point - you, Shaw - about twenty.

"Are you done yet? This suit is really uncomfortable. Damn, why do people even wear these?"

"Because they're decent?" You shot back. "You know, you can always go home if you're not comfortable in your attire because when we get there, you need to act decent, too. Can't have your usual swagger in a formal affair."

"Just hurry it up already!"

You rolled your eyes as you applied your nude-colored lipstick to finish off your look before putting on your black stilettos, and stuffing your phone, wallet, and your makeup in your purse.

"All done," you replied, as you finally emerged from your room.

***

A part of you wished that the dynamics between you and Shaw were different. While he was a pain in the neck, and too carefree for his own good, you also thought he made for a good intellectual sparring partner, quite attractive, and it was hard to deny that he's got your heart beating double-time whenever he got too close for comfort like he was at that very moment.

"My, you two kids seem to be having fun tonight."

You gasped, at the sound of the voice behind you, and you felt your date nudge you ever-so-subtly while straightening.

"Hey, Professor Adler," he said in his usual unruffled tone, his lips stretched into a smirk as he held his hand out to your Anthropology professor and Thesis adviser, who watched you both amusedly. His gesture made your eyes shot wide open, you thought they'd fall right off. Shaw shaking someone's hand? That's one for the books.

"Shaw. Fancy seeing you here," the stout middle-aged man greeted while shaking your date's hand. "This isn't your usual scene though."

"Yeah, I know, but I can't exactly turn a pretty lady down, can I?"

"I can see that," your professor said as he looked at you appraisingly. "Well, well, you clean up well, Miss (y/n)."

You fought the urge to squirm at the older man's words when you heard your date cluck his cheeks with his tongue and suddenly felt his arm around your shoulders, pressing you protectively close to his side.

***

"All done!" You happily announced as you stepped into the living room of your small apartment where your date was impatiently waiting for you.

You could've sworn he was stunned for a second or two before he shook his head and tried to regain his usual impassive expression. Finally, he stood and walked closer to assess you better.

"You're not wearing your glasses. I thought you said you're practically blind without them?"

You cocked your head to one side. Out of all the things he could've complimented or called out, that's the first thing he noticed?

"Wouldn't it look awkward if I wore glasses to a formal event?"

"Your hair is all curly," he continued as if you didn't say anything. "And your shoes are so tall, won't you trip? Also, surely you have a jacket to go with that dress, right?"

You stared at him in disbelief. Why did this carefree, bass-playing skater boy turn into your dad all of a sudden?

"Uh…"

"Well, at least you're not wearing red lipstick. You don't have to try too hard to look sexy. Geez! I've got plans of my own this evening, so don't expect me to be your bodyguard," he continued to mumble as he circled around you. Before long, you felt something warm and heavy on your shoulder. His coat?

"It's just until we get to the venue," he shrugged as he led you to the car he borrowed for tonight. "I don't want people seeing you freeze to death."

You sighed, your shoulders slumped as you followed your date to the car. You already expected he wouldn't throw you a compliment for looking like a proper human tonight, and you cursed yourself for feeling gutted over it anyway.

***

"So, which one of these sculptures did you like best, Professor?" You sighed in relief as Shaw changed the subject, his arm still wrapped around you, making you blush furiously.

"Oh, I have to say I liked Eros and Psyche best. In case you haven't seen it yet, it's located a little further down the hall near the bar area," the older man was starting to explain when someone tapped his shoulder from behind.

"Excuse me, Professor Adler," a gentle voice called out, making both the professor and Shaw jump. From behind the old man, a pretty petite with brown hair and big brown eyes, and the biggest smile on her face stepped up. "My name is MC from Miracle Finder."

Almost immediately, Shaw withdrew his arm around you, almost causing you to stagger backward. He straightened up and feigned disinterest.

"Hey. It's a little rude how you stepped in while I was talking to the Professor," he said, his tone teasing.

"Oh, I didn't notice you here. Do you mind if I talk to your Professor? We've invited him for an interview about the exhibit," the girl said sweetly.

Based on how unconsciously coy she acted around Shaw, and the way he kept egging her, there was no doubt that this was the girl he was crushing on. You felt like the odd person out all of a sudden and needed to step away.

You backed away slowly, careful not to rouse their attention because it would probably suck if you knew how Shaw would introduce you to his little crush. As soon as you were in a safe distance, you turned and walked aimlessly down the hall, pausing briefly at paintings or sculptures that caught your fancy, looking at its intricacies as you did so earlier. But somehow, it wasn't as fun as it was before, so you moved on quickly, to give way to the other guests who also wanted to view the artwork.

Finally, you came upon the bar and decided to rest your tired feet at the far corner, hidden from the rest of the world. Sighing, you slipped your feet off your stilettos and quietly watched as the guests around you - mostly couples - happily chatting away as they enjoyed the beauty of the art around them and the wonderful music that filled the air. You knew somewhere in the crowd, your date was fawning over his lady love, probably getting in the way of her filming your professor.

Tch.

You knew he liked her - he always told you he did. And why wouldn't he? MC was pretty, seemingly sweet, and dainty - the kind of girl any guy would like to protect. And you. You were the opposite. You lived for your work, were 'one of the boys', and didn't need anyone to protect you - that's just how you were - and now you started to realize that maybe guys don't exactly like that. At least not Shaw.

Wait, what were you thinking? You scolded yourself as you shook your head. Why were you even thinking of what he liked when you don't even like him to start with. Or did you?

"Ugh. What the hell is wrong with me?" You groaned when a cold bottle of beer and a frozen glass was placed in front of you.

"I was gonna ask you that myself."

You straightened up in your seat and shot a look at the guy seated beside you. Dressed in a nice grey suit, he smiled as he raised his beer bottle in front of you.

"You look like you needed a drink. I hope the beer is okay. They don't have fruit beer or soda," he said calmly, his amber-colored eyes never leaving yours.

"Y-yeah. Beer is perfect," you replied while pouring the amber liquid into the glass. "Thanks," you muttered before raising the glass to your lips to gulp down some liquid courage.

"I saw you with Shaw earlier -"

The name on his lips drove you to a coughing fit, as you choked on your drink. "Sorry, " you mumbled in between coughs.

"No, I'm sorry," the brown-haired guy said, as he cautiously and politely patted your back. "I didn't mean to bring that up. I was just curious."

"It's fine," you replied when you finally regained your composure. "Yes, we're just classmates in Grad school who decided to check this exhibit out for the heck of it."

"Classmates, huh?"

"Yeah, that's what we are," you said, taking a sip off your glass. "Grad school classmates."

"Are you telling me or telling yourself?"

You looked up and saw him smiling. There was something about Dreamy McHandsome who was seated beside you that felt so familiar yet different at the same time, but you couldn't point a finger at what it was exactly.

"We're classmates, and we're working on our thesis together. But we're not friends - far from it even. We hate each other's guts."

"Can't blame you for doing so," he shrugged as he drank his beer.

"Yeah. He dragged me here so he can get with someone he's been crushing on for so long," you rambled on, frowning.

"Oh? And who might that be?"

"The Miracle Finder Producer. You know, the pretty girl in a blue top and white skirt. He's been going on and on about her for weeks…"

"You mean my girlfriend?"

His girlfriend. You choked on your drink once again. "Y-y-your girlfriend? You mean to say…" You gasped. Has the beer made you stupid? You've barely drunk half of it, you thought as you fought to regain your dignity. This was Shaw's brother you were talking to - and boy, we're they blessed with good genes…

… And the same social awkwardness, you noticed, judging by how he kept his hand at your back, but not exactly touching it, as if trying to assess if he had to pat you or not.

When you finally calmed down, he cleared his throat and gave you a small smile. "Don't worry. She talks to me about their conversations. I know what that guy is playing at, and I most definitely know he's not after my girl," he said, his voice broke no room for doubt. "My name is Gavin..."

"Yeah, I know…"

"You - what?"

"Oh," you said, tapping on your glass nervously. "Shaw kinda mentioned it in passing before."

"I see."

"So, what were you saying earlier about Shaw?"

"Oh. From what my girlfriend tells me, he's got his sights set on…"

"Ahem," you heard someone say loud enough for you and Gavin to turn your heads around. And there, standing behind you, was an angry-looking Shaw. You sat up, your gaze shifting between the two brothers as the air started to thicken with tension. "I talk to someone for a minute and the next thing I knew, my date walks out on me and right into the one person I'd hate for her to meet."

"Well, if you were just honest with her as with a lot of other things in your life, maybe she wouldn't have left your side earlier," Gavin retorted flippantly. "Is she finally done with filming?"

Shaw simply grunted in reply as he watched his older brother finish his bottle of beer and stand. "Well, Miss, there's a lot I've heard about you. Seems somebody couldn't stop talking about you, but I'll leave it at that."

With a wink and a mischievous smile upon his face, the brown-haired guy sauntered off to look for his better half, as you and Shaw watched in awkward silence.

He cleared his throat and glanced at you. "Hey."

"Hey," you replied, shakily.

"So, about what that jerk said -"

"Yes?" You asked, feeling your heart hammer against your chest by the second.

"Whatever he said is not true," he said dismissively, as he took his coat off and draped it over your shoulders. "I told you before, I don't find you the least bit attractive."

You felt tears starting to sting your eyes, as he continued with his harsh commentary. "You're tough, highly opinionated, and you always want to come out on top. I don't find those attractive at all," he said. "I prefer a damsel in distress. I want someone clingy… someone, needy."

"I know that -"

"Oh do you?" He teased, his amber eyes twinkling. "You seem to know a lot about me."

"We've been working together for months now," you said. "Of course, I'd know more about you."

"I see," he said, as he took a step closer to you and touched your cheek, rubbing the stray tear that had managed to slip down the side of your face. "So, you must know I'm also a good liar. After all, I've kept all these feelings to myself for quite some time."

He snickered when he saw your frown deepen and he bent down just as he had done so earlier, to whisper. "I made you think I liked someone else when in fact," his low voice made you shiver. "I've always eyes for you."

The End.

#mr love queen's choice shaw #mr love queen's choice #mlqc fanfic #mr love fanfic #mlqc shaw #shaw x reader #mlqc gavin #iris writes

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niphredil-14 · 4 years ago

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Shaw Bai/MC Smut -- Show Off

Just so y’all know, I stopped actually playing MLQC a while ago due to money reasons, so I asked the lovely @lucienism for some plot information, so thank you to them, and I hope y’all enjoy reading

Pairing: Shaw Bai/Female!MC (Reader) Rating: NSFW Warnings: Exhibitionism, vaginal penetration, bondage, blindfolding, biting, angst if you’re a Gavin stan, Tag List: @silvercrownsworld @stehkotori Word Count: 1.037k

She should have known that play fighting with Shaw wouldn’t have ended innocently, him holding her phone above his head as they hung out in her room wouldn’t have ended with one of them triumphing when MC tackled him to the ground trying to get it back. She should have been expecting that after she grabbed it, that she would realize the position they were in, and that Shaw would have tugged her lips to his by her scalp. Though she didn’t realize any of that, which led to her current predicament.

The lavender haired man below her groaned into her mouth as he rolled them over, pinning MC’s hands to the ground with only one of his, as his other made its way to the back of one of her thighs as he began to slowly grind against her core. With a gasp, she rolled her hips upward, silently begging for more friction, for him to touch her more. A tangle of limbs, they continued to fight for dominance, lolling their heads to the side every now and again or jerking their bodies’ against the carpeted floor once more. The man could only stay at that stage for so long, and before she was aware of it, MC had been lifted into the air, and abruptly thrown to the bed. Shaw wasted no time in climbing atop her and ripping her blouse open, sending sky blue buttons flying. Her bra didn’t last much longer, nor did his jacket or shirt with her hands pawing just as much as his. With both their torsos bare, Shaw didn’t hesitate to litter kisses and bite marks all over her chest and neck. The pink satin of her bedsheets didn’t do much to ground her, only serving to wrap around her half naked body like an ocean of softness accenting her curves perfectly. Shaw pulled back for a moment to catch his breath and appreciate his work, “God, you’re so fucking pretty.” He groaned, palming her breasts roughly, and pinching and pulling at her hard nipples. “Mmmh, Shaw, please.” She moaned, earning a cruel chuckle from her lover. “Hm? What is it, Baby?” Shaw teased. “What do you want from me?” He knew all too well what she wanted, that was obvious from how more rough his grinding got after her request, but he still wasn’t going to give her anything without hearing her beg. “Your cock! I want your cock in me, Shaw, please!” “Good girl.” Almost instantly, Shaw’s belt was ripped off, and MC wad flipped onto her front with her hands behind her back, now secured in the leather. “On your knees.” Shaw ordered. MC slowly moved to balance herself on her knees, struggling to position herself without the use of her arms to stabilize herself, but once she got there, she was immediately pushed onto her chest, ass in the air. And with one tug, her underwear and skirt were torn off, and Shaw was quick to slide his index and middle fingers into her wet cunt. He was met with an immediate response, MC mewling at the entrance of Shaw’s digits, and began to wiggle her hips. Her control over her movements was lost when electricity went shooting up her body, leaving an earthquake of convulsions in its wake. When the sparks finally stopped, she received a sharp slap to her left ass cheek, and a simple, short phrase growled into her ear, “Be a good little whore for me and don’t. Move.” MC’s body stilled, and the man over her showed his appreciation by re-inserting his fingers, and beginning to thrust them at a slow but hard pace, after feeling her accept him, adding his ring finger to the mix. Shaw worked his fingers, every now and again sending a small shock up her body, until he saw movement out of the corner of his eye, and turned to look out MC’s window, only to find Gavin hovering, shock written all over his face. Shaw smirked, pulled his fingers out, and used the sash of MC’s skirt to blindfold her all while holding Gavin’s gaze. “Shaw?” The woman questioned, only to be tugged backwards to the edge of the bed, where Shaw was sitting, pants and boxers already removed. “C’mere, baby,” Shaw said, positioning MC over his hardened dick, holding her waist. “Ride.” Shaw let go of her waist to let MC fall onto his cock, but was quick to grab her hips again as MC rolled her hips against his. She lifted her hips, only to drop them back down once more, and followed that with circling herself on Shaw’s pelvis, her hands tugging against the restraints as her head fell back against the lavender-haired man’s shoulder, squeals and mewls escaping her puckered lips. The hurt and jealousy in Gavin’s eyes grew every second, here was the love of his life, in a position he had dreamed of since his teenage years, and yet she was with his brother, the forever-favorite child, who had just so happened to be staring him in the eyes with the smuggest expression. Shaw knew he had stolen Gavin’s girl, and it gave him a huge ego boost. He untied MC’s hands, and they shot straight to his hair, tugging harshly at the lavender locks, dragging a few hushed groans from the man. Shaw began thrusting upwards, pulling MC down onto him, falling into a rhythm. He pushed his head against hers, angling her so she was facing the brunette man, “Who’s doing this to you?” Her lover growled in her ear. “Shaw!” MC moaned. “I didn’t catch that, who’s making you feel so good?” “Shaw!” “Scream it or I’m not gonna let you come, whore.” “Shaw! Shaw, Shaw, Shaw, Shaw!” With each chant of his name, Shaw’s smirk grew, and Gavin’s heart shattered a bit more. “Good girl” Shaw said, as he moved his hand to her clit, circling the nub and sending shocks into it, forcing her orgasm to come crashing down over her. Shaw came only a moment later, and the couple slumped down onto the bed.

Neither one of them saw the older brother fly away, or the single tear falling from his eye.

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shinydelirium · 3 years ago

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MLQC Season 2 Chapter 21 (Kiro) Part 4 [Crazy Cube] & [Love and Wishes] Translation [CN]

***SPOILERS*** THIS POST CONTAINS HEAVY SPOILERS FOR CONTENT NOT YET RELEASED ON EN SERVER!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!***

For previous translations of chapter 21: Part 1/ Part 2/ Part 3

[Crazy Cube]

While I stood on the sidewalk thinking about how to resume communication with Helios, a fast-moving figure in the distance caught my attention.

Helios’ body was covered in dust and his clothes were stained with blood but he was still very distinct.

When he saw me, those blue pupils lit up instantly.

I chose the right one!

Suddenly, the cars in front of him turned sharply, accelerating in his direction.

MC: Look out!!

Helios reacted quickly and escaped without harm.

But more and more cars seemed to be purposely targeting him, recklessly charging at him.

I couldn’t help but think of the sound of heavy objects on the ground I heard from earlier.

Does the culprit not only want to separate us but also want to kill him…?!

I tried to run towards him but as my feet touched the zebra crossing—

Helios: Stay where you are!

He didn’t say anything more, only the wind and the harsh sound of tires screeching came from the other side of the road.

From a distance, those car taillights cut through the night like sharp blades, leaving bloodstains in their wake.

It was like spreading out a huge iron net, trapping Helios in it and trying to crush him fiercely.

Only Helios was faster. He steadily jumped onto the fast-moving car.

He knelt on the front hood with one knee, picked up a buckle and smashed the windshield forcefully. His actions caused the car to freeze for a moment and then he raised a mocking smile.

MC: What happened?

Helios: These are driverless cars.

Helios: Since there’s no people, it’s better to solve.

He leapt sideways off the front of the car. His body moving at lightning speed—

Like a silver phantom, traveling freely within the high-speed machinery.

As he moved, all the cars kept crashing into each other.

Helios was like a flexible silver wire, guiding these unmanned cars together, causing continuous collisions.

Finally, Helios’ feet landed steadily in the middle of the crossroad and the anxiety in my heart was instantly lifted.

Countless car lights fell on him, shining brightly.

MC: Helios!

Although I knew he thought of a plan, my heart couldn’t help but speed up.

Helios: I’m tired of all this running.

He lowered his center of gravity slightly and leaped up just when the cars on all sides were about to ram into him. He threw out a buckle attached to a rope and wrapped it tightly around the top of a traffic light.

Helios swung along and hovered in the air.

Numerous cars slammed into each other in an instant, completely blocking the crossroads.

However, before I could do anything, a sense of dizziness suddenly came over me. The space in front of me was different from the previous rotation and became distorted.

An inexplicable suction pulls me back.

Helios: MC!

I fell back in a daze and only saw Helios running towards me nervously.

MC: I…

I want to open my mouth and say something. My outstretched fingers went through Helios’ hand and my whole body passed through his body—

I saw his eyes widen in horror, slowly being swallowed by the black mist.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself slumped against a fountain.

I gasped, feeling a little stupefied for a moment.

And sitting off to the side was a man who looked a little weak. A luminous Rubik’s Cube was suspended in his hand.

I carefully examined the man in front of me and when I recalled Helios’ previous conjectures about the different spaces, everything seemed to make sense.

MC: You’re the one who’s been manipulating the space in this hotel, right? Who are you?

Hearing my question, the man suddenly raised his head. His eyes were full of madness and unwillingness. His teeth clenched together, making a horrible sound.

Branded on his calf was a glittering snake tattoo.

Sure enough, he’s from GR!

??: That man is such an eyesore.

The man’s eyes kept turning in his sockets, strange and terrifying. His fingers kept shaking uncontrollably as he turned the cube.

That Rubik’s Cube is the key.

I propped myself up and grabbed the anesthesia gun hidden in my pocket, waiting for the perfect time to attack.

But all of a sudden, a huge pain came from behind me and someone immediately bound my hands.

The intense pain pierced my nerves, making me break out in a cold sweat instantly. My entire body was trembling constantly.

The man gave me an indifferent glance and continued to spin the Rubik’s Cube in his hand.

??: As long as I want to, he will never escape from my grasp.

Hearing such ridiculous words, I scoffed coldly.

MC: You underestimate him too much.

As I spoke, the Rubik’s Cube suspended between his hands began to pulsate slightly.

As if being pulled by something, it flew out from the man’s hands and rolled onto the ground.

He seemed to have never experienced such a thing before as he motionlessly watched the Rubik’s Cube on the ground.

The vibrations are getting bigger and bigger. It looked like something huge was coming out from it, pushing each square continuously outward with a strong thrust.

The blue light from the square is also flashing irregularly and the gap between the squares is becoming even bigger—

??: Wa-wait…!!

As the man wailed, the entire Rubik’s Cube exploded with a dazzling light.

Individual cubes fell one by one and scattered in different corners of the garden.

A piece of the shattered cube fell in front of me and then a rush of wind passed over my head, knocking the person who was originally behind me aside.

I was gently turned around and was trapped in a sweaty embrace.

The obsidian ring shone dimly on the hand covering my arm.

Helios: I’m late.

[Love and Wishes]

Helios: This won’t do.

MC: It’s fine.

I took Helios by the hand and walked into the depths of the garden. His brows furrowed, staring at my right hand.

Helios: This kind of simple treatment…

MC: This simple treatment is enough! I promise you that I’ll go to the hospital after the everything is over!

After the Rubik’s Cube exploded, the helpless man who controlled it was dealt with. Helios just gave an annoying look and didn’t pay much attention to him.

And those people who were taken into different dimensions appeared one after another in the building of this garden. Everyone was at a loss as to what happened.

MC: I suspect that the old man must still be somewhere in this garden.

MC: The person controlling the Rubik’s Cube certainly didn’t expect that we would break free. Therefore, he definitely can’t be too far.

MC: So we can’t waste any time!

Seeing my reasoning, Helios smiled without anger.

Helios: I didn’t know you still had this side of you.

MC: Me neither.

I shook my head at him and searched the entire garden.

Finally, the old man was found in the attic of a small two-story building.

The old man was a little nervous upon seeing us. He cowered and raised his head.

MC: Grandpa, don’t worry. We’re good people!

Not knowing what to say, I subconsciously said something silly. Sure enough, a snicker came from behind me.

But when I turned my head to look, Helios had changed back to a calm face.

Helios: Leave here first and explain later.

I went to a nearby hospital to quickly treated my arm and returned with Helios to one of his secret bases.

The old man quivered in the corner, looking out the window blankly, with hopelessness in his eyes.

MC: Grandpa, can you tell us what happened?

The old man was still looking out the window, his mouth slightly opened.

Old Man: I’m…not an old man.

I blinked and looked at Helios who was sitting to the side.

Helios: What are you?

Old Man: My name is Shen Dong….22 years old this year.

He said this sentence lightly was instantly submerged by the wind howling outside the window.

MC: …..?

MC: 22 years old??

I stared wide-eyed in shock, looking at the thin and frail old man in front of me….thinking for a while that I must have misheard him.

Shen Dong lifted his heavy eyelids laboriously. They were filled with hatred except he didn’t have any strength, sitting there like a dead tree.

Shen Dong: I’m an Evolver…

Shen Dong: I can remove a person’s Evol and replace it with an already existing Evol in my body. Then, it becomes my own.

MC: ….So it’s equivalent to you just taking away other people’s abilities? Then the ability that you lost disappears?

Shen Dong: Yes.

I wondered suspiciously. So GR did this just to make people who have Evol lose it?

Shen Dong ignored my bewildered gaze and continued talking to no one in particular.

Maybe he has been silent for so long, it didn’t matter who it was at this moment. It didn’t matter how it will impact or what assistance it will provide in the future, he just wanted to get it all off his chest.

Shen Dong: As to why I became like this…

He looked at his raised hand sarcastically, with no light remaining in his eyes.

Helios: It’s related to using Evol.

Helios said this nonchalantly without any emotion on his face.

Shen Dong nodded.

Shen Dong: I don’t know how but when I use Evol, my body seems to get older.

Shen Dong: And then age faster and faster….faster and faster….

Shen Dong: In the end, I became what I am now.

Helios: If that’s the case, why do use your abilities?

Shen Dong: Do you think I want to!!

He yelled. His voice filled the room instantly.

Shen Dong: …They have….my lover.

Shen Dong: If I don’t listen to them…they will kill her.

Helios: They captured her?

Shen Dong: No…they only give me pictures of her every day.

Shen Dong: She doesn’t even know about all of this…

Shen Dong: She’s been waiting for me to come back.

He looked out the window and didn’t even have much strength to sit up straighter.

In that dark room, he sits there every day, taking other’s Evol over and over again.

Watching himself grow old little by little.

I clenched my hands subconsciously and looked at Shen Dong unbearably.

MC: Sorry, I still have to ask something about GR but if you don’t want to say it, then you don’t have to answer me.

MC: Do you know about the Wish Club…?

Shen Dong narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly.

Shen Dong: Those people are different from the ones at the Wish Hotel. They were forced to have their Evol extracted from them.

Shen Dong: As a price of debt.

As soon as he said this, Helios brought a key over.

His whole body was covered with a heavy layer of frost and his eyes were cold.

Helios: This is the room key. You look after him here.

Helios: I’m going to deal with some things. I’ll be back soon.

I looked at Helios deeply, took the key, and watched him walk out the door with heavy steps.

Shen Dong seemed very tired and lifted his eyelids.

Thinking of his experience during this time, I asked softly.

MC: You rest here first, okay?

His eyes trembled suddenly, as if thinking of something. He raised his head and looked at me.

Shen Dong: Looking at your check-in information, you’re an Evolver that deals with memory?

MC: Yeah, what about it?

Shen Dong: Nothing…

He avoids my eyes unnaturally. Considering the state of his body, I have the upper hand.

MC: Are you okay? If you’re uncomfortable, you can tell me.

Shen Dong shifted his eyes back. They were full of pain and suffering.

Shen Dong: …Do you think I can go back to how I was?

His question left me a little speechless for a while. I pressed my lips together and looked at his wrinkled face.

MC: I don’t know.

MC: But I think…even if there is only a glimmer of hope, you can’t give up.

MC: If you press on, maybe one day in the future, you can get back your original body!

Shen Dong: Maybe?

He smiled softly. His gaze seemed to pass through the eaves, over the endless streets and crowds, and land in a very distant place.

Shen Dong: Can I…hold your hand?

Shen Dong: It’s been too long….since I’ve touched anyone in a normal way.

I was stunned for a moment. Seeing him raise his hand slowly, I stretched out both hands without thinking.

I didn’t say anything.

I knew that for him, all words were powerless.

I only hope I can give him more strength.

Shen Dong: …I’m so sorry.

MC: Huh?

In the next second, the surroundings began to spin. My vision became blurred and I felt the power slowly fading from my body.

Shen Dong: I’m really sorry….

His apologies kept ringing in my ears. My vision was gradually swallowed by darkness and only his last cry was heard before I lost consciousness.

Shen Dong: I don’t have much time…

I don’t know how long time has passed. There seemed to be someone faintly shaking my body.

??: MC!

An urgent voice came to my ears, calling my name again and again.

I reluctantly opened my heavy eyelids. Things were in and out of focus but I seemed to see a blue sea.

I struggled to raise my hand and gently brushed away the messy silver hair that covered my eyes.

MC: Sorry….I seemed to have messed things up.

Helios: It’s not your fault.

Helios: Are you all right?

I nodded, trying to sit up, but realized that I was really weak and there felt like a force in my body that had disappeared.

I looked around and saw no sign of Shen Dong.

Helios: He’s not here anymore.

MC: That’s right…just now he asked me to hold his hand and then I lost consciousness.

I looked at Helios in a daze and hesitated to say what I was thinking.

MC: …My Evol seems to have disappeared.

When Helios heard this, his face fell.

Helios: Try to use your abilities on me.

I slowly raised my hand and snapped my fingers at him.

There was no reaction. No matter how hard I tried, it was useless.

Helios immediately took out the microcomputer, tapping a code quickly with his fingers.

After a while, the window on the screen suddenly zoomed in. An old man got out of a car and walked towards a pathway.

MC: Where is he going?

On the screen, Shen Dong stumbled along. His strength no longer enough to make him go any further.

Exhausted from walking, he leaned on the tree trunk beside him panting. His whole body shook, then he set off again.

Helios’ eyes narrowed slightly.

Helios: He’s going back.

When we hurried over, Shen Dong and a strange girl were sitting on a bench among the flowers.

Countless flowers and branches gently made noises in the wind. The world is beautiful and quiet.

Shen Dong’s joyful smile and the girl with tears on her face formed a sharp contrast.

Girl: Seeing you now, I always feel like I’ve been waiting for you for a long, long time.

Girl: It seems like I’ve also become an old woman myself.

The girl didn’t seem to want to cry anymore. She only raised a smile for half a second and then immediately wiped away the tears she couldn’t help but shed.

Girl: Sorry...what should I do?

The girl looked like she finally collapsed. She gripped her skirt tightly to prevent herself from crying.

Shen Dong’s fingers gently touched her face as if he was touching the most unique treasure in the world.

Shen Dong: I came to tell you that I did not forget the agreement with you.

Shen Dong: I’ve come back.

He gently wiped the girl’s tears and kissed her nose.

Shen Dong: However, those other agreements may be impossible.

Shen Dong: Although we agreed we won’t miss every winter in our future lives, but it seems it will be somewhat difficult.

Girl: What do you mean….

Shen Dong: Just treat it as…an early end to an ordinary winter.

After speaking, the old man raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of her.

[End of Part 4]

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mlqcconfessions · 4 years ago

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What if the MLQC boys had turned into kids? How will MC take care of them or how they will act towards her?

OH MY GOD I LIVE FOR THIS

Spoilers? I used the R karmas that are not released in the English server (Shaw’s was from a different event)

MLQC Headcanon - Who’s the Baby Now?

Victor

You thought Goldman was kidding when he said Victor became a child

It’s a little too late for April Fool’s, isn’t it?

Well, he was being quite literal

As soon as you walked into LFG, you could sense a change in the atmosphere (all the employees were whispering)

When you arrive at Victor’s office, you hesitantly knock

You figured he would open the door right away (like how he usually does)

But a few moments passed, and still no reply

“Victor? I’m coming in, okay?”

You gently open the door to see a mini-Victor in front of you, holding a stool in his tiny arms

“Oh. My. GOD!” (he’s so adorable!)

You’re about to scream those words, but he notices this and promptly grabs your sleeve

“Don’t you dare”

“Okay..!” (you don’t even care that he just glared at you)

A few minutes have passed, giving you time to collect yourself

You glance over at mini-Victor, who is looking over some documents to sign

Your eyes fall to the pile of blankets he’s sitting on (which Goldman had to bring over)

The desk was too high for him now, so he needed some elevation (you nearly died of uwu)

But that reminded you about the stool he was carrying

“Victor?”

“What is it (he doesn’t even look up from the papers)”

“What were you gonna do with that stool from earlier?”

He slightly freezes, then quickly resumes work like nothing happened

“I was...(you can see his eyes rolling for answers) rearranging furniture”

“At 9 AM?”

“......”

“Were you trying to reach the door handle?”

Because of Victor’s tall stature, the door to his office was higher than the others in the building

Naturally, that meant the handle was much higher

“.......”

You’re having such a hard time trying to contain yourself (does he even know how cute he’s being?)

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The rest of the day goes by without much difficulties

Because you had to go back to your company, the caring for Victor was in Goldman’s hands

He had to press the elevator button for him (his office was in the top floor, after all)

Once in a while, Goldman would text you updates of how Victor’s doing

He just finished today’s meeting. Everyone was distracted.

Complained about the coat rack being too high

He has to hold his phone with two hands now (you receive a photo of mini-Victor struggling to call using his huge phone). Later made use of speakerphone

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It’s the end of the day, and time to go home

Usually, Victor would pick you up on his car (he can’t drive if he looks 12 let alone even reach the wheel)

As you’re headed for the subway, you see a familiar black sedan pulling up to the front of your company

“Victor?” (you look at the driver’s seat, but it’s his chauffeur instead)

The window to the rear seat of the passenger’s side rolls down, and there he is in all his miniature glory

“Pfft...evening, Victor” (you can feel his glare on you, but that just makes him even more adorable)

You get in the car next to him, smiling all the way home

“If you’re tired, you can rest on my shoulder” (he’s still looking at some documents)

....you would have to turn your head 90 degrees if you want to rest on his shoulder

Kiro

When you first saw the commercial on TV, you thought BS Entertainment just hired a child actor

He looks just like Kiro!

Boy, were you wrong BIG TIME

Little did you know that it was Kiro, who turned into a child for unknown reasons

So when Savin asked begged you to come over and help, you thought he was overreacting (how much of a hassle would he be?)

BOY, WERE YOU WRONG BIG TIME

You enter his dressing room to find mini-Kiro running around, with Savin on his tails

“Eat my dust, Sav!”

Kiro was carrying a bowl of sweets, trying to avoid them being caught in the hands of his manager

Poor Savin was having such a hard time catching up to this mouse (seriously, are all kids this fast?)

Kiro spots you at the door, and his eyes lighten up

“MC!”

He hurls himself towards you (surprisingly, it doesn’t hurt at all)

Savin notices you too, and with a sigh of relief, hides the bowl of candy, and promptly sinks back in the sofa

“MC, look! Aren’t I adorable?” (he does a tiny turn to show you his full figure)

Indeed, he was more charming (not that he wasn’t before)

“Yep! You’re so cute, Kiro!”

You now notice the sailor outfit he was wearing (honestly, this outfit was made for him)

“Oh, this (he tugs at the collars)? My stylist has a nephew, so I borrowed some of his clothes”

He takes you to the basket where his old clothes are

“My clothes are here!” (of course, none of them are folded neatly)

You sit down on the sofa, and start folding his clothes

Savin is still out cold

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Now Kiro still had some filming left to do, and he wasn’t going to let his mini-self get in the way

He executed the shoots so professionally, you would’ve thought he was just a genius child star

Because Kiro debuted at a young age, it was like seeing his first moments all over again

If anything, he was shining so brilliantly now (because he has you in his life)

He constantly comes over to you after each take for compliments

“MC, how was I?”

“Do you think I should hold this higher?”

“MC, what do you think about this pose?”

You felt like a proud mother

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You had to help him carry the bags of snacks and candy to his house

You lost count of the people who kept giving him stuff

It made you wonder how long this mini-thing will last

Not that you were complaining, or anything

It’s just that Kiro would have a hard time with work if he was so small like this

“I’ll just take a break from work, then!”

Kiro, sweetie, you can’t just say things like that (you’ll give Savin a heart attack)

“But that means I’ll get to spend more time with you, MC!”

He gives you a baby bear hug (you instinctively hug him back)

Yeah...what Savin doesn’t know won’t hurt him

Lucien

You were one of the many students waiting for Lucien’s class

But he was a little late, which was quite a shock (he’s never been late to his lectures ever)

Did something happen?

You were about to call Lucien’s number when you heard familiar footsteps (they seemed a bit light, though)

Soon after, the hall doors creaked open and your worries were put to rest

At least, they were for like 2 seconds

Everyone in the entire room gasped, as a young child casually walked in

“Is...is that”

“I..I think so....but”

“What do we do....”

Lucien, as if he’s completely unaware of the fact that he’s TINY, nonchalantly sets down his belongings and grabbed some chalk

“Apologies for being late, class. Something minor had come up this morning”

It didn’t look like something minor (was on everybody’s mind)

Nevertheless, class began like usual

Soon everyone was getting used to a mini-Lucien teaching the class

But some completely lost it when he had to use a step-stool to write on the higher parts of the blackboard

They had to be dragged out of the room for excessive UWUs

Some were already in the nurse’s office (because they saw Lucien with his lab coat dragging on the floor)

You were still in the hall, but could NOT pay attention to anything he was saying

Your mind must’ve been playing tricks on you (because of how disorienting everything was)

Maybe he’s not Lucien, and is just a distant relative

As you were zoning out, Lucien catches this and shows a playful smile

“Miss MC, I assume you are understanding this material very well?”

The entire room (or those that are left, anyway) glances at you

“No...no professor....” (you hide your face in your arms)

Oh he’s Lucien, alright

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He asked you to stay behind for a bit after the lecture

Everyone gave you a pitiful look (some even pat you on the back)

Lucien was busy gathering his materials, neatly organizing them into his briefcase

You helped by erasing the blackboard for him (your knees nearly gave out when you saw the little step-stool)

“Are you not curious?”

“Huh, what? (you were zoning out again) About what?”

“About why I’ve become younger like this”

It certainly has crossed your mind, but you figured there was a mishap with one of his experiments

“Hmm...yes, but....”

He looks at you inquisitively

“But....?”

“As long as you’re not having any difficulties, I don’t mind”

He’s a little surprised after hearing this, but immediately goes back to his usual smile

He grabs the step-stool to get just below your eye level, noses nearly touching

“What if I say that I am?”

Please, it’s only 11 AM right now

Gavin

You heard a thud coming from upstairs, where Gavin should be resting after returning from a mission late last night

“Gavin?”

You don’t hear anything, so you go upstairs to check

“Gavin, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”

After a pause, you hear his voice on the other side of the door

“Y-yeah, I’m fine”

He didn’t really sound fine (was his voice usually this high?)

“I’m opening the door, Gavin”

“No! Wai-”

Too late, you already opened the door and found him slumped on the ground

“Ga...Gavin...? (you couldn’t believe your eyes at the sight in front of you) Is that you?”

Clothes barely hanging onto his now-shrunken figure, Gavin stares at you awkwardly

“Yeah....but...”

“You...you’re small”

“Yeah...”

“And you don’t know why?”

“.....yeah”

Neither of you say anything as a slight breeze enters the room, as if it’s trying to fill the void of silence

Your eyes go to the oversized clothes he was wearing

It was cute, but definitely not efficient

“Well, let me go to the store and buy some clothes for you”

“I’ll go with you” (honey, in that state?)

“No, it’s just around the block. I’ll be fine, Gavin”

He looks a little let down (his hair is covering his amber eyes, which are brighter than usual)

“Why don’t you retrace your steps while I’m gone? Maybe you can figure why this happened to you”

“...alright”

“And Gavin?” (he looks up at you)

Snap

“You look adorable, by the way” (his face gets so red)

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As expected, you had a great sense in style

He looks so cute in that jersey you bought for him

It’s a little big on him, but still much more manageable than his old clothes

He had to wait until you were done taking pictures of him

He felt embarrassed, but still cooperated with you (you’ve never been so ecstatic lately, and he didn’t want to ruin that for you)

As you were saving the photos to your hard drive, he glances at the window

“MC?”

“Yeah? (you were too busy looking at the photos)”

“How about we spend some time outside today?”

You’re surprised at his suggestion (I thought he would prefer staying inside)

“Are you sure? It’s your only rest day for this month”

As if to reassure you, he gives you a beautiful smile while grabbing your hand

“I’m positive”

He tries to help you get up, but ends up falling into your embrace instead

You laugh while his face gets red again (you wrap your arms around him, not letting him escape)

“Gavin?”

“...........what”

“You’re so adorable”

“......(he’s hiding his face) please stop”

You can feel the wind rustling up outside

The balcony windows were open, so the leaves were carried into the apartment

You ended up canceling your date outside to clean up the mess

You never let him forget this day

Shaw

Alleyway. Now.

This was all you saw on a pleasant Saturday morning, and you were a bit annoyed that your precious rest was disturbed (work was pretty tiring these last few days)

But you knew that if you didn’t go, that would be more tiring to deal with

You quickly get ready and head to the alleyway

He didn’t even need to mention which one, because there was only 1 alleyway that mattered to you both

You expected to see him there, back pressed against the brick wall like usual

Instead, you find a group of people huddled together in a group

“Are you okay? Are you lost?”

“Do you need any help?”

“Did you get separated from your parents?”

To your surprise, you see a little boy in the middle of the circle, arms crossed over (he looks irritated)

You want to go over and see what was happening, but your view is blocked (if only you were a bit taller...)

But you’re here for Shaw anyways, so you hurriedly try to look for him

You take out your phone to call him, but as you turn your body, your eyes lock with the boy from before

?? He looks a little familiar....

His expression becomes even more irritated as he pushes his way out (he’s walking towards you?!)

He grabs your hand and drags you out of the alleyway, sighing in annoyance

“Ah! Wai-”

“You’re late”

You can recognize this voice quite easily

After all, it was drilled into your head for these many years

“Shaw?!”

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So neither of you could figure out why he suddenly turned in to a mini-Shaw

But he wasn’t complaining

Not. One. Bit.

He made you carry him on your back as punishment for making him wait today

Only when he was satisfied, you could let him down

You’re sitting at a park bench while waiting for him to come back with food

He told you to sit tight and not run off (you’re the child in this relationship, smh)

Shaw comes running back with loads of delicious snacks in his arms, his hair rummaging past in the wind

He was younger than you anyways, but now he just looks the part

Actually, it was pretty adorable (but if you say this to him he would just give a smug smirk)

“Guess what I have?” (he places everything on the bench, with little room left over)

“How did you pay for all this?”

“I didn’t (he looks so proud right now). Luckily for you, your boyfriend is irresistible at all ages”

“So you’re telling me that you charmed the street vendors to give you food for free?” (you can’t believe you’re actually saying this)

“And you think that’s a problem? Didn’t you hear me?”

He’s standing on the bench with his chest pulled out, arms crossed

“Listen, I didn’t steal. They GAVE it to me. MC, you really need to learn how to do business around here”

You smack your forehead as your headache starts coming back again

You decide that your words have no effect on this guy, and plop back on the bench (he’s begun to chow down on some snacks)

You casually wipe his lips as he gets food on it, not thinking too much about the situation

His face goes red as he pulls back, covering his mouth with the back of his hand

He sat a little further away from you after that

UGH

This was so much to write (but so worth it)

Thank you so much to @snipersiniora for requesting this prompt!

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r3almellow · 4 years ago

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Gavin’s First Time With His S/o

Thanks to the anon that requested this! I must be honest...no amount of writing from me will do Gavin’s First Time with the love of his life justice! Like...I have SOOOO MANY IDEAS! I also didn’t intend for it to be this looooong! Make sure to hit the read more!

Warning: Smutty

Tagging: @breathe-in-spiration because I love feeding you!

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Your first time with Gavin is one of the sweetest experiences of your life.

Even if you’ve had sex before, he’ll make it feel like its your very first time.

It probably happens after a night out with your coworkers after another successful show and he offers to take you home afterwards.

With it being as late as it is, you invite him to stay.

Gavin has spent the night twice, but nothing has come from it except heavy make out sessions in your couch.

With the way he kisses you, you’re not sure how you’ve managed this long without jumping his bones. Like goodness... He leaves your lips swollen and you’re practically gasping for air when he pulls away.

Gavin, tries to be the ultimate gentleman when it comes to you. He never wants to force you into anything, but it gets hard (pun intended). Especially when you start grinding on him and the tightness of his pants becomes almost unbearable! He, himself, is not sure how he’s lasted this long. Maybe it was the respect he had for you and the thought of you seeing him as the type that only wanted one thing.

Tonight, however, the two of you make a mutual decision to take things to the next level.

It’ll start with harmless kisses while the two of you are snuggled up on the couch and end with you taking his hand and leading him into your bedroom.

This should go without saying, but Gavin will put all his focus on you. He wants to make you feel good in every possible way.

He’s very attentive to your needs and will pay close attention to your movements and the sounds you make. He wants to learn about your body!

Loves leaving kisses along your torso just to have you writhing under him. You’ll be getting a lot of hickeys while hands caress every dip and curve of your body.

NECK KISSES! Is all for leaving a hickey or three on your neck for people to see.

Feeling insecure? Gavin will pay extra special attention to areas he knows you find unflattering. Worried about stretch marks? Scars? Hate your tummy? You’re absolutely gorgeous in his eyes and he’ll leave a plethora of kisses just about everywhere to make sure you know you’re beautiful.

Being someone who is really good with his hands, Gavin is a pro with using his fingers. You won’t notice his hands slipping between your legs until you feel him gently glide a finger against your slickness.

And when he slips two fingers inside of you, you can’t help but fuck yourself using his fingers. You’re a goner once he starts using his thumb to brush against your clit.

Rest assured his fingers aren’t the only things you’ll be feeling. You won’t even have to ask, Gavin will willingly eat you out. And he is so good at it! The way his tongue swivels around your clit then slides along your folds has you losing your mind. He’ll have to hold your hips in place to enjoy his meal.

You’re going to have to remind him that this is a two way street before he makes you forget your own name. This is supposed to be a pleasurable experience for the both of you, so you have to make that be known.

Once you get him on his back, you show him the same amount of love he gave you just moments ago.

You kiss every scar you can find as your lips travel down his body. You’re already stroking him before your lips make it to his hardened member, precum seeping from him.

Whether you’ve done this before or your friends are a great source of information, you’ll leave your man shook. It will take everything he has not to cum right there.

When you can see he’s close, you’ll crawl your way back up to his lips and straddle him, kissing him passionately. You love how you can taste yourself as your tongues mingle together.

Not breaking the kiss Gavin will roll you two over, reclaiming his position on top.

Gavin entwins his fingers with yours. His gaze falls upon your flushed body beneath him. When the tip of him presses against your entrance, your breath hitches. His cock slides along your pussy, your juices coating him.

“Just breathe. I got you.” He’ll say this as he slowly sheaths himself inside of you, groaning as he does so.

Once you’ve grown accustomed to his size he begins moving at an agonizingly slow pace. This is partially because he wants for you to adjust to his size and the other reason being that he didn’t want to lose himself and hurt you with his recklessness.

The way you clench around his cock made it extremely hard to hold back. The things he wanted to do to you wasn’t how he wanted your first time with him to go. Gavin made it his mission to be gentle with you, but the way you roll your hips to meet his thrusts has him heavily reconsidering his plans.

You can tell he’s holding back and once you feel comfortable enough you’ll encourage him to give you everything. You want him to give you his all. You want Gavin to let go and enjoy this moment with you.

When you give Gavin the go ahead to let loose, there’s a switch within him that flips and that gentleness you’ve grown accustomed to was replaced with something dangerous.

The way he fucks you with abandon is surprising but definitely welcomed. He’ll cup your ass with his hands, pulling your lower half up to meet his thrusts. You lock your legs around his waist afraid that you’d lose him if you didn’t.

With the sound of your bed creaking throughout your room, your skin slapping against his and your moans growing louder with each passing second; you might have to apologize to your neighbors later on.

Gavin will praise you non-stop.

“You take me so well. Keep making that face for me. You look so beautiful when you moan my name. That’s a good girl....ah...hah... You’re...ah...you’re so amazing.”

The whole experience will be so emotional. ESPECIALLY with the way he looks down at you with a faint blush coating his cheeks and nothing but love in eyes. You can’t help but cry.

Gavin knows the reason for your tears. He knows that the love between you was overflowing in this moment. He was sure that he too would succumb to such a powerful feeling as it was too much for his heart.

He’ll lean down, his thrusts slowing as he kisses your tear stained cheeks.

“I love you so much.” He whispers against your skin.

“I-I lov...ahh...” Through soft moans and sharp gasps you try to find the words to respond, but words alone don’t seem to express your true feelings. You love this man so much and sharing such an experience with him meant more than even you realized.

Using your body is the only way you can properly convey what would have been lost on your tongue.

You reach for him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a searing kiss. Hopefully this kiss is enough.

Gavin will apologize, afterwards, if he feels like he was too rough with you. You’ll have to remind him that you’re not made of glass and if you tell him you like how rough he is, he’ll turn super red and try to play it off.

Gavin is a master of aftercare. He’ll have you cleaned up and a hot bath drawn for you to relax within minutes. If you’re up for it you might get a round two in the shower.

Expect cuddles soon after. What better way to end a night like this than with the person you love holding you in their arms.

If anyone was wondering, no condoms were used.

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I don’t know how this happened! My fingers slipped and this was the result. This is the main reason it takes me 2000 years to respond to requests. I have no resolve!

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this!

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otonymous · 5 years ago

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The ABCs of Shaw (MLQC Headcanon - NSFW)

Dearest Nonny,

Thank you so very much for your lovely comments! 💕 And I'm SO GLAD you asked for Shaw’s dirty alphabet because god knows my thirsty ass can’t think of anything else 🤣 Take care of yourself as well and hope you enjoy the read!

Warnings: NSFW/18+: Explicit/graphic language - reader discretion is advised. Specific spoilers noted in the appropriate section(s) below.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Surprisingly sweet and tender. Shaw is actually a bit of a teddy bear once he's decided to let you in his life

Sex is very passionate with him: often hard and fast, at times desperate and rough — the two of you will typically come down from the high of release with your foreheads pressed together, feverish bodies cooling as you both gasp for much needed air in between deep kisses, punctuated by the occasional chuckle at the fact that neither of you can keep your hands off one another

A marathon cuddler: his lithe yet strong arms will wrap tightly around you, as if the strength of his emotions could be conveyed through his embrace alone

Chatty Cathy: Shaw actually loves to talk after sex. Topics could range from something as mundane as what to eat for dinner to contemplating the meaning of life. He’s a great conversationalist (partly because he’s got such a wide range of interests).

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Shaw loves his cock. It’s huge — long and thick. He also loves the way you respond to it: immediately on your knees with your mouth wide open 🤣

He loves your eyes. He loves how expressive they are. He loves their honesty - the way you can never truly hide what you’re feeling. And when they crinkle at their corners when you smile? That’s the best thing in the world, as far as Shaw is concerned

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Loves to pull out just enough to cum on the folds of your pussy. Will then proceed to use the head of his cock to slowly smear it along the length of your slit, still trembling in ecstasy

Sk8ter Boi is instantly hard again if you dip a finger in it and bring it to your mouth (tbh though, his refractory period is pretty much nonexistent)

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) - ***SPOILERS***

He’s in love with his brother’s girl

Loves the smell of your pussy on his hands

If he could, he would never wash them after fingering you

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Don’t judge a book by its cover: despite his youth, his sex game is strong

Not only is he experienced, he is also adventurous and up for experimentation (grad students need to conduct research after all 🤣)

F = Favourite Position

Pressed up against a wall: because 85.72% of the time, this man can’t wait until he’s in a bedroom

Neither will you, to be honest, especially if Shaw’s engaging in one of the following activities: playing bass guitar, cruising effortlessly on his skateboard, speaking oh-so-eloquently about his archeological research and studies, blinking, breathing, etc.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

Post-coital giggles and a few seductive chuckles leading up to intercourse, but Shaw is nothing but serious when he’s actually making love to you

Sex is raw and intense

At times, it actually feels spiritual: identities merge and unseen wounds are healed

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Your man is nicely trimmed and neatly groomed

And no, the carpet is not lavender as well 🤣

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Very intimate and romantic — Shaw is actually quite the sensitive soul. This is true even when the sex is rough and fast, such as when he’s banging you to within an inch of your life beneath an overpass or backstage before a set

There are rare moments (usually when he is particularly frustrated) when Shaw’s tough-as-nails façade slips and you get a glimpse of the melancholy that resides in his heart. You cannot help but sense that he’s been deeply hurt in the past. This won’t be something he’s readily willing to talk about at the beginning of your relationship, only when he feels like he can really trust you

Thus, there are times when sex feels like a form of emotional healing for this man. It is more than a means by which to sate his physical desires. The intensity of his love and feelings for you remind him of his humanity. The fact that you can love him reminds him that he, too, is deserving of love and affection

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He’s young, healthy and a grad student. Of course he jacks off 🤣

On average, a few times a week

The frequency increases during exams as a way to relieve stress (though this guy remains unflappable most of the time)

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Director’s Cut: Shaw LOVES, LOVES, LOVES to film your sex sessions

Even better: making love while watching clips of the two of you going at it

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Shaw isn’t really that picky tbh — any place is fair game when the urge hits

Still, he has to admit that your bedroom is pretty comfortable

That time he fucked you doggy style against a lectern at Loveland University was pretty hot too - he often thinks about that experience 🤣

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Shaw is most turned on when you show him that you love him — please give this guy plenty of care and affection

The swing of your hips when you walk also makes his cock twitch

He also loves watching you eat: he thinks you’re absolutely adorable when you react to tasty food with unadulterated joy

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Not into name-calling during sex (e.g. “slut,” “whore,” etc.), although he would do it if you so desired

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

As much as Shaw loves to have your lips wrapped around his pole, he’s actually a bigger fan of eating you out

Sk8ter boi isn’t afraid to get down and dirty: he will bury his ENTIRE FACE between your legs when he goes deep sea diving, refusing to surface until you’ve come several times and made his face a shiny mess

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Capable of both, but tends towards fast and rough because y’all are typically boning all over the place

Guess that’s what happens when you can’t keep your hands off each other

You also don’t really have the leisure to be slow and sensual when there’s a line-up for the restroom at the Live House

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

(please see “Pace” above)

Quickies happen often and thankfully, are just as enjoyable as proper sex

Let’s be real: any sex with Shaw is great sex

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

As mentioned previously, this grad student is quite adventurous and game to experiment

Take your bag of kinks and feel free to have him root through it for something that might intrigue him — he’s down for whatever and would never judge you

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Can generally last pretty long during a given session

But his true talent lies in frequency — with a practically non-existent refractory period, Shaw is raring to go in no time at all

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) - ***SPOILERS***

this man charges them with his Evol

Boy’s got that Hitachi Magic Wand and isn’t afraid to use it (What? He’s got stiff shoulders from all that studying!)

Is definitely down to use electronic aids on the both of you

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Despite being snarky when you’re both fully clothed, Shaw is actually quite straightforward when it comes to activities of a more lascivious nature

He would like to be able to tease you, but most of the time he’s already got his pants down around his ankles by the time thoughts of sex run through his head

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

FUCKING LOUD

(Rapid, heavy breathing + ample dirty chatter) x (moans so sexy it should be illegal coming from a man’s mouth) = such a bad combo for discrete quickies but a turn-on nonetheless

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Shaw is also a b-boy. He knows his windmills get you hot.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

You have to see it to believe it. Shaw has actually been hiding an ANACONDA in those ripped jeans all this time!

This snake happens to be circumcised

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

HIGH AF. Nuff said

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Typically likes to cuddle and chat for a bit before falling asleep in that nice, post-coital haze

Please forgive him in advance: Shaw has been known to wake you up on occasion with the slide of that juicy boner between your legs LOL

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ontowanderlust · 3 years ago

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Express., v.

"Is it just me but do you think that the English language is boring when it comes to expressing love for people?" she asked as soon as she entered his office, casually walking towards the couch as she placed her belongings down.

"Good morning to you too, dummy." he deadpanned, not even sparing her a glance as he finished reviewing the report sent to him by Goldman.

"Yes, yes, good morning, love." she waved, nonchalantly. "Now back to my question."

Victor finally looked up, removing his reading glasses as he studied her features. "Are you that confident with your report that you're already distracted with your musings first thing in the morning?" he asked, mirth dancing in his eyes as he folded his hands together.

She smirked as she placed her report on his desk, feigning reverence. "Yes. Now humor me!"

He let out a small chuckle at her antics. "Well, I suppose what the language lack in expressing should be compensated by the actions of the person expressing the feeling," he mused.

"But Victor... don't you want to have a term that you can use to name this all too consuming emotion deep inside us?" she rebutted. "Wouldn't it be nice to have a word so powerful that you can actually feel what the person's emotions? To understand what's going through their mind with a single utterance?"

"For a word to have such an impact that you would have no choice but to get lost in the feeling?"

He tilted his head, eyes glancing over her determined look, watching her as she made her way towards his. "...what brought this on?"

The distance between them had slowly diminished step by step, her eyes blazing with such determination, such want that he couldn't help but let out a small gasp when she finally leaned over him.

"I love you." she whispered, the air around her shifting as she felt his hands placed themselves on her hips, providing support as she leaned over him.

"I love you." she uttered, her hand slowly making its way towards his lips, her thumb swiping across in a gentle caress.

And as their eyes met, she could see his gaze towards her soften as she slowly leaned her head, her eyes momentarily flickering towards his lips. "I love you."

Letting a small smile, he let her capture his lips in an all too searing kiss that had them both engulfed in a world that the two of them built in that moment, not caring about anything so long as they have each other.

So. I’m in a mood for some Victor fluff and here it is.

This is more of an actual product of rambling that I was about to post last night but then I realized that this is more of a prompt material so I held off my post and simply turn the rambling into this.

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maomao-words · 4 years ago

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Ok but I actually love your writing!!! I read, saving from a failed blind date, with a stupid smile on my face. I loved it!! When I got to the end I audibly went “wait no I want more this is too cute.” anyway, love your work

My darling, your words are too sweet for my poor heart (✿´‿`) Thank you so much dear, your message made me smile like an idiot!

You know what, in exchange for uplifting my spirits, let me offer you a little something! I wasn’t really thinking of completing nor posting this piece of work, but I hope this will make you as happy as you made me!

It’s mostly fluffy with the slightest touch of angst. I hope you enjoy! ♥

MLQC Boys Having a Nightmare about MC:

Gavin:

Gavin’s heart was beating out of his chest as sweat beads trickled down his muddy forehead. The frosty wind howled loudly in his ears, but the sound of the heavy rain falling blocked its loud cry. Gavin clenched his teeth in despair, his eyes firmly locked with your teary ones as you whispered.

“It’s okay. Let me fall.”

Gavin’s hand holding yours in a tight lock trembled. His gaze moved past your figure to the raging ocean right underneath your feet; the sea which would soon become your grave. The cliff’s ragged rocks dug further into Gavin’s chest as he watched you slowly slip from his grasp and dangle further into the empty space.

A loud string of “no, no, no, no, not her, not her” echoed in Gavin’s head as the wind sped further and the sky turned darker. Hot tears gathered behind his eyelids every time he tried to gather up all of his strength to pull you in. But no matter how much he clenched his teeth and focused his hazy consciousness, your hand continued to slip away from his fingers, inch by inch.

Soon, just as a vicious howl was heard in the distance, Gavin watched in horror as he lost strength in his hand and you dropped down the cliff, a soft smile still plastered on your bloody lips.

Gavin’s cry echoed across the quiet bedroom as he woke up with a startle. With his heart beating in an attempt to escape his rib-cage, Gavin felt panic subduing in his chest as he realized it was just a dream. A small mumble echoed from his right side and warm lips were soon kissing his flushed neck.

You sleepily asked what was wrong, but Gavin gently pushed you back into the warm blankets, cradling you in his arms as he lay beside you. You happily hummed, nestling your face into his sturdy chest and inhaling his familiar scent.

Few hours had to pass before Gavin was assured enough to finally close his eyes once again, still tightly holding you close.

Victor:

“I hate you.”

Your words, dipped in bitter venom, echoed across Victor’s office, rendering his speechless for the first time years. Your eyes, the ones that used to look at Victor with raw love and pure adoration, were now filled with bottomless hatred, shaking him to the core.

Victor opened his dry mouth to ask for an explanation but you were one beat faster than him as you spat more hatred and scorn, grinning in abhorrence as you crossed your arms; “You, with your haughty manners and arrogant demeanor, do not deserve any happiness in this life, Victor.”

Victor’s eyes trembled with raw emotions as he watched you take off your ring and carelessly toss it to the side, heedless of where it dropped. Victor desperately wished to move closer to you and peer into your eyes to read your thoughts. His lover, his treasure, his most beloved dummy would never say such words to him unless he has committed the gravest of sins. But as if he were tied to his chair, Victor couldn’t move an inch to even cradle you in his arms and beg for forgiveness.

Bound to be an immobile spectator, Victor watched for a very long time the woman he loved tear his heart into shreds until a distant scream jolted him awake.

You was right beside him, hair unkempt and lips trembling as you tightly clung into Victor’s arm, shaking him in a panic. Finally seeing your lover awake after watching him suffer through a long nightmare, you gasped, voice cracking as you desperately whispered his name. Victor blinked his eyes in a slight confusion before reality settled in and he realized that he was simply dreaming.

Victor’s arms soon found their way to your waist, pulling you closer to his side before softly pecking your lips. He inhaled your familiar scent, feeling his racing heart finally slowing down to a normal pace. You were there in his arms, and Victor could not wish for anything more.

Kiro:

“Please, don’t!”

Kiro begged and begged but the blood continued to trickle down your neck with no end in sight. His heart was burning with an excruciating pain, as he agonizingly struggled to breathe through the clotted blood in his mouth. Kiro could feel the crimson liquid seeping through the deep wound on his own chest through the thick material of his shirt until it gathered around him in a large puddle on the floor.

But none of the pain nor the ache registered in Kiro’s mind. His eyes were tightly glued to your figure, just a few feet away from him, tied to a wooden chair. Your eyes were open but they were empty of any life, not even flinching every time the knife sliced away at your already torn flesh.

“Don’t hurt her, please!” Kiro cried again, his voice hoarse after hours of screaming his lungs out at the dark figure standing behind you, calmly torturing you for Kiro’s crimes. “It’s me who deserves death, not her...”

But no matter how loud Kiro begged or how many tears he shed, your blood spilled on the dirty ground, drop by drop, pushing Kiro into a maddened state as he felt the world around him fade into nothingness.

Bright light suddenly greeted Kiro’s eyes. He blinked, trying to get his hazy mind to focus on the distant voice calling his name from afar. Only when soft hands swept his damp bangs out of his eyes and a soothing scent enveloped him that Kiro realized he was only dreaming.

Kiro clenched his long fingers into your sleeping gown, pushing his face into your chest and biting his lips to stop the tears from falling. You gently hummed, allowing Kiro to push himself flat against you as you ran your fingers through his golden locks in an attempt to soothe him.

Under the influence of your tender touch and soft whispers, Kiro fell back into sleep, his arms still tightly holding you, refusing to let go.

Lucien:

Lucien trembled. The air was freezing cold, the ground heavily damp with the rain that continued to fall, disregarding his wishes.

Lucien’s hands, still holding on to the bloodied knife, refused to budge. The wind howled in mockery of the devil who tried to wear the mask of an angel, ruffling your hair and making you wince in pain. You weakly coughed, fingers trembling as you slowly extended your hand upwards. Your soft touch against his cold cheek sent unpleasant shivers down Lucien’s back, forcing his gaze downwards to look at the gaping wound in the middle of your chest.

“I won’t... forgive you.” Your whisper was close to a haunting curse. Your smile widening in twisted joy as your hand on Lucien’s face dropped down, leaving a trail of black blood behind. Lucien instinctively knew you have stopped breathing but he could not move an inch, neither to save you nor to escape, eyes still locked with your deep wound as if refusing to acknowledge the work of his own hands.

Did I-- kill her? Lucien felt a dreary coldness slowly rising up in his core with the question, spreading further and further until it clasped his throat and squeezed it harshly. He tried to breathe, but as if the air around him ceased to exist, he gasped in agony instead as his lungs burned with the effort to inhale. Lucien raised his hands to clutch at his throat but the dried blood on his palms stopped him in his tracks, pushing him to lower his head at your corpse. An animalistic scream was lodged deep within his chest.

“I’m here, I’m here!” Warm arms pulled Lucien into a tight hug and a familiar voice mumbled sleepily in his ears. Lucien blinked his weary eyes at you, the first rays of the rising sun illuminating your shared bedroom and allowing him to see your worried expression.

Lucien slumped in your embrace before cradling you weakly in his arms. The nightmare he just had felt realistic enough for Lucien to shiver, even with your continuous assurances echoing in the room for hours to come.

#mlqc #mr love queen's choice #mr love victor #mr love gavin #mr love kiro #mr love lucien #maybe I should add Shaw?#feel free to request adding Shaw to these HCs!

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little-butterfly-writes · 3 years ago

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Hiii I hope you are having a good day I’m kinda new to tumblr so Idk where to request and ask stuff but yeah can you write something where Victor (MLQC) has like a very weak child I just want some domestic stuff 🥲

Of course dear! I apologize for being so late. I hope this was what you were looking for, I'm not too proud of this in all honesty. ^^'

Notes - The name Hao is Chinese and means 'perfect' or 'well'. I thought it'd fit well! Hao is around 6, making him a kindergartener.

Warnings; Bullying.

Word Count - 1980

Our little boy Hao was a product made from me and Victor’s love. When we decided we wanted a child on our first anniversary of marriage, we tried nonstop until the single line turned to two lines. I remember how happy Victor was when I told him the news. He held me tight against his chest and whispered how much he loves me.

Hao, our son, quite literally lives up to the meaning of his name. He is perfect in every way. He has my eyes and nose, and the rest of his features take after Victor’s. Hao is always so kind to others and is as intelligent as his father.

~~~~~~~~~

I’m still half asleep, clinging close to my husband still. His arm around my waist hugs me possessively to his body. I can feel his fingers running gently in my hair. Victor has always been extra cuddly on the weekends, Especially on Saturdays, when no one has to get up early. Hao is never picky about getting up early, but he likes to get extra sleep when he can.

I snuggle closer to Victor. Morning cuddles are always my favorite. Victor is always slightly disheveled, much more different from his everyday look. He kisses my forehead softly. I’m nearly asleep again when I feel Victor’s weight shift. A small body crawls in between us.

Hao takes Victor’s spot for his snuggles. Victor huffs and holds us both to him. I can imagine the small pout taking place on his face. I chuckle and hold my son close to me. “Mommy! Time to get up!” He says, burying his face into your neck. “I’m up, I’m up.” I say, giving Hao a kiss on his forehead. Victor’s baritone voice pipes up, “Are you hungry?” Hao nods vigorously. “I still wanna cuddle mommy though, give me a few minutes.” I pat his inky hair, giggling at Victor’s disgruntled face. “Are you excited for school tomorrow? It’s your first day!”

Hao nods with a starry look in his eyes. “I’m so excited to start!” Victor chuckles. “Don’t be late like your mother.” I huff and pout. “It was ONE minute Victor…” Victor smirks. “One minute and fifteen seconds.” I try to banter, but he’s already getting out of bed to make breakfast. Hao and I get up as well and make a beeline to the dining room.

We spend our Sunday lazing around, making sure Hao’s bag is all ready for tomorrow, and relaxing on the couch. After tucking Hao in around mid even, Victor and I head to bed as well.

The next morning, I gently wake up Hao and tell him to get ready while Victor makes breakfast. I hop in the shower for a quick wash and get ready myself. We all meet in the dining room and eat our food in peace. A thought crosses my mind as we walk out the door and I panic. “Victor, we didn't pack him a lun-” He squeezes my hand. “Dummy, I packed one for all of us. Don’t worry.” I sigh and walk to check Hao’s seatbelt before we drive to drop him off.

We follow Hao to his classroom and meet his teacher. After a few pleasantries, Victor and I take off for work. He drops me off at my building before heading off to LFG.

I walk to Hao’s school to pick him up since filming ended early today. I wait on the bench in the school’s exit and keep an eye out for him. He’s talking to a group of boys by the gate, so I decide to let them finish talking. He must’ve made new friends already.

Hao walks over to me a few minutes later with a solemn look on his face. “Hey, honey. Are you okay? You look upset.” I say placing my hand on the top of his head. “It was fine. I’m just tired.” I notice my son’s voice is a bit softer and donning a tone of sadness. “Little Hao, are you sure? You sound upset.” He shakes my hand off and holds it with his tinier one. “Yes, I’m sure. Can we go home? I want to take a nap.” I can feel my maternal instincts screaming at me to prod on, but I end the conversation there.

Around late afternoon, Victor comes home. Hao doesn’t greet him like he usually does when he sees him. He says hello and goes back to his room. I find it odd for someone his age to act like this. “Victor,” I sigh. Victor holds me to his chest. “Is Hao okay?” He asks. I shake my head no. “I was just about to say, I don’t think he had a good day at school. He’s been like this all day.” I melt as Victor strokes my hair. “We’ll keep an eye on him tomorrow after school. I’ll make him pudding tonight, maybe he’ll feel better after eating that.” I nod in agreement. Despite all our years being married, Victor never stopped caring about me or Hao. Even if his love was still a little rough on the edges, his actions always show it.

During dinner, Hao is still quiet. We try asking him questions about his day, but only receive half hearted responses. Then I noticed some bruises on his arms. “Hao, did you get hurt at school today?” I say putting my hand over his. He nods yes, “I fell at the playground today. It’s fine.” Victor and I share a concerned look. “Is someone bothering you at school?” Victor asks gently. “No!” The three of us are startled by Hao’s sudden outburst. “No daddy, no one is bothering me at school.” Victor doesn’t seem convinced, but he lets it go for now.

Victor brings out the pudding after putting our dishes in the dishwasher. Hao refuses, saying that he’s still full from dinner and asks to be excused. I nod yes, placing both of our puddings in the fridge, not feeling happy enough to eat it myself.

This seems to go on for a few more days. Hao’s little bursts of anger, the sadness in his eyes, distancing himself from me and Victor. Victor decides to arrange a meeting with the school’s faculty to see what could be causing this.

On the day of the meeting, Victor’s hand is on the small of my back, comforting me softly. It’s dismissal time, so there’s a myriad of students exiting the building. Despite all the noise and chatter, I hear a familiar yelp. Victor seems to hear it too seeing as how we both move to the direction of the noise.

There we see it. A boy perhaps in the same grade as Hao or maybe one above hitting our son in a secluded area. I shout out to him and he looks over our way, seeming to be just as relieved to see us. I kneel down and hold his shaking body to mine. The other boy tries to find a way to escape, but a glare from Victor stops them dead in their tracks. I leaned to whisper in Hao’s ear, “I know you’re scared, but I need you to go get your teacher. Can you do that for me?” He wipes his tears while nodding and heads off. I grab Victor’s hand and look up at him. I can see the scowl on his face, nearly red with rage.

In the office with the boys and Hao, we wait to talk to the principal. Hao sits on Victor’s lap, giving his arms a small examination for any more bruises. I hold onto Hao’s hand, occasionally giving a small squeeze to reassure him.

The minute the mother of the other child is here along with the principal, Victor stands Hao near me and bolts up.

We walk into the office, Hao now relaxing on my lap. Victor is to my right and the other family is next to him. I have to fight back my tears of anger and guilt as Hao clings as tight as his small body can to me. “Did you have any idea that this was going on? My son has been bullied for days since the beginning of school. You can see the purple marks on his arms.” Victor says, nearly sounding feral. “It’s the beginning of the year, it's been so stressful for all of our teacher’s to notice-” Victor cuts the principal off. “I don’t want to hear any excuses. I don’t care if it’s the beginning of the year. I’m pretty sure it’s easy to notice signs of a bully.”

The child’s mother spoke up, “They’re just boys being boys. You and your son are overreacting.” I roll my eyes and bite my lip. “Excuse me, but if that was the answer Hao wouldn’t be coming home depressed and angry.” I hear her scoff. “Tell her Jin, you were just playing, weren’t you?” Jin sneers, “Yeah, it was just playing. You’re whining for nothing.” A gasp escapes my lips.

Hao grips onto my shirt. “It wasn’t playing! I didn’t like it, I was getting hurt..” I cradle his head to my chest and press a kiss on a tuft of hair. Victor’s knuckles are white from his grip on the chair’s arm. His voice is venomous, “It’s very clear to me that this school isn’t right for Hao. If you didn’t notice this, then what else haven’t you noticed? We’ll be transferring schools immediately.”

Hao’s lip quivers hearing his father’s voice like that. The principal tries to reason, but to no avail. Victor has already made up his mind. “I will also be pulling my funding from this school. I see no benefits from it.” Now the principal is having a full blown fit. Our family headed out of the school and on our way home.

At home, Hao eats his pudding while sniffling as Victor and I sit on opposite sides of him. I have a small ice pack for when he wants to put them on his welts. “Hao, why didn’t you tell us about this?” My voice sounded like a plea. He puts his spoon down and his head droops. “I thought I could be strong like daddy and take care of it myself, but it seems like I can’t even do that…” I look up to see Victor’s reaction. His eyes are wide and his mouth slightly agape.

Victor places a hand on Hao’s back. “Hao, you don’t need to be like me.” Hao tears up, “Yes I do! You’re always so brave and strong! I wanna be like you so I can take care of mommy more.” A small hiccup leaves his mouth.

“Hao, you don’t need to be like me. I never started out this strong and brave, it takes some time to become like this. Your mommy helped me gain courage.” He says with confidence. “Daddy, do you promise?” Victor nods, drawing Hao into a tight hug. “I promise. And no matter what, I’ll be proud of you.”

~~~~~~~~~

I wake up on a Sunday morning to a cold bed. I get up and walk up to the window, seeing Hao and Victor walking back from their jog around the block. We decided as a family we would walk together after dinners. Victor and Hao made an agreement to go on runs together on the weekend. I giggle and sneak a picture of my two boys, setting it as my wallpaper and send it to Victor.

I walk downstairs just as they walk through the door. Hao’s eyes light up and he rushes to hug me. “Little Hao, are you excited for school tomorrow?” He wiggles in my arms delightfully. “Yes, yes! I like this new school a lot more!” Victor smiles and squeezes us both in a tight hug, leaving a kiss on my forehead.

#mlqc #mlqc victor #mlqc victor li #mlqc fluff #little-butterfly-writes

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