#kiro mlqc x reader

[kazuyaasai-serenaspencerli]

The morning sunrise hits upon your face, making you squint when you open your eyes. Sitting up, you yawn and turn to look beside you. And there he is, sleeping peacefully by your side. A smile forms on your lips as you shift more closer to him. Disheveled hair, calm breathing, his peaceful expression while sleeping. This image of his is stuck inside your head.

How lucky I am to be by your side... You mutter.

Your fingers reaches out and gently stroke his cheek and gave him a soft peck at the tip of his nose

"Good morning, love".

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MORNING

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PLAYLIST | MASTERLIST

[niphredil-14]

please send in requests. I’ll write pretty much anything. im desperate for inspiration. all my posts are queued.

[beneathashadytree]

KIRO ZHOU MASTERLIST

fluff: normal, angst: italics, smut: bold

Dark Horse (oneshot)

[darealkatastrophe]

This Account is both SFW and NSFW.

*WARNING MINORS DNI, READING 18+ MATERIALS AT THIS AGE WILL CAUSE ISSUES LATER ON IN LIFE. I'M NOT AN PROFESSIONAL, HOWEVER I DID SOME RESEARCH, YOU MAY ALSO DO RESEARCH YOURSELF. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!*

● I write about random things that come in head about the characters I like. I always like to learn new things. These headcanons could be both NSFW and SFW, read at your own risk. That way you can't say I didn't warn you.

● Writing does take time, so does editing meme videos especially if you're me for sure. Some take longer then I'd like to, but better later than never at all.

●I post something like this before but I wrote like 3 things after that which is interesting for me anyways, some still in drafts.

♡ Hope you have a Good Night/ Good Day ♡

[imagine-otome-games]

mother tongue [Kiro MLQC]

Pairing: Kiro x Female!Reader

Warnings: cursing probably

A/N: Hi i can actually write fluff i guess?? (( song insp- mother tongue by BMTH)) also, took some liberty with his Evol since I’m not entirely sure how it works. For angst purposes, I like to think sometimes he can’t fully control it, or high emotions can trigger it. Also, not aiming to be perfect on the first meeting thing. On top of that, I’m aware the end of Ch.8 suggests Kiro has known MC mayhaps but uhmm, don’t feel like dealing with that rn. whoop.

“I ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ sᴇᴇ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ I ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ғᴀɪᴛʜ, ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ’s ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ..”

Those three words were screamed his way constantly since he’d started to pick up in his career. That’s not to say he didn’t like it. He loved that he even had fans, people who liked his work and supported it. It was an insanely busy job, and at times he could maybe regret it, but only because he couldn’t just go out and do something like any normal person.

Can’t have your cake and eat it too, right?

Kiro enjoyed the love, but didn’t let it get to his head. The love mostly came to him because of his Evol. Of course, it came in handy, but it could also have someone just instantly ‘loving’ him, without him really trying for that. It’s sometimes jarring, having complete strangers saying they love you, without them really knowing who you are as a person.

There was no one that really knew him for him, knew him for all he was. Just fans, obsessed with the idea of loving a pop star and dating him. So, slowly but surely, he was sure no one would truly get close enough to really know him. Everyone just straight up loved him off the bat, They’d freak out and then swarms of people would follow suit. He told himself he was okay with it.

“’Tɪʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ I’ʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ.”

The last place he expected to meet you, was a grocery store. Right in the chip isle, where you grabbed the last bag of his favorite chips. He noticed the all too familiar look of recognition in your eyes, and waited with baited breath for you to just absolutely lose your shit. You didn’t though- you just smiled, opened your mouth and-

“Oh- you’re K-”

He hadn’t meant to, but his hand flew out, covering your mouth, “Shh. Someone might hear you.”

You nodded firmly, moving his hand as you whispered, “Right, sorry.”

There was a pause, mostly due his own inner shock, but the you spoke up.

“Were you trying to get these chips?”

“Uh, yeah.”, he’d replied, and so began the start of all of this. The one little miracle he’d been wishing for. Someone that could get close, someone that saw beyond the fame. Someone his Evol didn’t work on.

“I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ. I ғᴇᴇʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ, ɴᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ.”

You’d earned yourself the lovely name of Miss Chips. Day by day, Kiro learned of more to just adore about you. You were a hard worker- you were sweet- you cared about him just because. There was no ulterior motive. You weren’t seeking to gain fame or clout or whatever. You just liked being around him and he loved that. He began to love you, and he didn’t want to use that word so freely like everyone else did. He wanted it to still holding it’s meaning- still have a big impact when, if he ever, said it to you.

“I really wish I could see you more, it sucks we’re both so busy.”, you say, a little pout on your face.

“I know..”, he says, baby blues not lifting from you. “I wish I could just take you everywhere with me. I’d have so much more fun.”

The grin that splits across your face at his silly idea has his heart soaring, “That wouldn’t work at all, but it is fun to think about. I’ll just hide in one of your ridiculously big suitcases and sneak through security.”

He laughs at that, “Right? I’m sorry, Sir. She’s my emotional support human.”

The laugh that bursts from you is so joyous and lovely. He saves it into the deepest parts of his memory, where it will remain whenever he needs it. It’s a lovely and long laugh, coming from somewhere deep within you. He loves that he was the one to get it out of you.

“Oh man..”, you say, wiping at your eyes, “That wasn’t that funny but- I could just picture you saying that, I couldn’t help myself.”

You heave a sigh and continue, “Honestly if I could, I’d go with you. I dunno.. just.. I like being around you.”

You say it so softly, so unapologetically. It makes him so warm and fuzzy.

“I feel the same..”, he replies, warmth oozing in his tone, “I’d go anywhere with you..”

The look you give him says you agree, but it also looks a little scared. Nervous. He knows why. Fallings not easy, it never was, and it never has been.

“Sᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ғᴀʟᴀ ᴀᴍᴏ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ sᴘᴇᴀᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ I’ʟʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡ.”

It was spring. Flowers were blooming, sunshowers were common. The weather was almost perfect, save for some humidity and scattered showers. You wore a cozy and lovely sundress. The color went well with your skintone, making you pop amongst all the flowers around you. You’d come with him to a photoshoot, watching the photographers at work with him. However, you were blissfully unaware of him sneaking his own photos.

They were lovely, and he’d be sure to show you later. The wind blew at your hair and dress- the flowers surrounded you so well- your face was practically beaming in the sunlight. Gorgeous.

“Kiro!”, you whisper-shout, pulling him into a secluded area.

He’s confused, yet also flustered. Hidden in between set props and other things, you were both pressed chest to chest. You put a finger to your lips, waiting on someone to pass.

“You deserve a break.. I heard about some..”

Your voice trailed off in his head, he heard you, but not what you were saying. Somehow you’d noticed his fatigue from afar. Saw how his smile didn’t get quite as big as usual, and that thought had him feeling like he was on cloud nine. Even more so at your tone. He knew you well.

He knew those words you wanted to say..

“Nᴏ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴄᴀɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ, ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs, sᴏ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ.”

You took him to some ice cream parlor. It had a variety of flavors and treats. The place was pretty empty, considering most people were swarmed around his set, trying to sneak a peek of his photoshoot. He’s not quite sure how you managed to sneak him out, but he won’t question it.

“Oo, Ki- oh uhm.. I mean, come look at these, Mister Chips.”

His heart jumped in his chest, where’d that come from, “Looks lovely, Miss Chips. Wanna go half with me?”

You grin, “Absolutely.”

He smiles back at you, “So. Now it’s Miss Chips and Mister Chips?”

You nod, turning from him so he can’t see the flush of your cheeks, “Yeah, I mean, can’t be Misses just yet.”

“Right.”, he replies, voice a little shaky. He’d give the world for a Misses Chips..

Your little moment is interrupted by the cashier, “How cute! How long have you two been together?”

For once, Kiro is at a loss for words. He’s not sure how to respond. Saying no  could just ruin what’s begun to establish- but saying yes doesn’t seem right. There was no official say in anything. He was sure you were more than a friend to him but.. he wasn’t sure if you were quite his girlfriend just yet-

“We’ve known each other for a while.”, you say, “But we kinda just started, you know?”

This time you look at him, eyes searching his for something, though he’s not sure what. He wasn’t sure if you were just talking on the fly to get attention off him in his ill-made disguise, or if you meant it.

You looked pleased when he agrees though. Something in your eyes flickers ever so slightly, and he swears he sees your cheeks flush-

“That’s sweet. Your order will be ready in just a second, you can have a seat while it’s made.”

“I ғᴇᴇʟ sɪᴄᴋ ʙᴜᴛ I·ᴍ ʙᴜᴢᴢɪɴɢ, ᴏʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ I’ᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ. I·ᴍ sᴏʀʀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴍᴇ ɢᴜsʜɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ I ᴅᴏɴ·ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡᴇᴛ.”

Nothing was really said after that. The two of you ate in comfortable silence, nervously bumping hands once in a while. He couldn’t deny that he wanted to just take your hand and hold it over the table. he wanted to run his thumb across the top of your hand- feel your smooth skin under his. He wanted to lace his fingers with yours, see how your hand might fit in his. Before he could gain the courage, his phone went off, clattering against the table and ruining the serenity of the moment.

“...It’s my agent..”

“Oops..”, you say, “I guess we were out too long- he’s probably never going to let me come along with you again. Sorry-”

“No.”, he says, firmly, “I won’t let that happen. I wanted to come here with you, plus, I finished my work so, whats the harm? Right, Miss Chips?”

You laugh softly, “Right, Mister Chips.”

“Plus, I did say I’d go anywhere with you. It would be rude of me to go back on my word.”

There’s a soft look in your eyes. He’s sure he knows what it is, and the mere thought has his heart swelling in his chest. It fills him with warmth and fuzzy nerves.

“That is true.”, you say, tone soothing, yet somehow has his cheeks burning. “I’d go anywhere with you too.”

“Bᴜᴛ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄʜᴏsᴇɴ, ʟɪᴋᴇ, ᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴛᴇs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴏᴠᴇɴ..”

He got into a bit of trouble, but he’d do it a thousand times over if it meant to leading him here. It’s not a romantic spot- there’s no dim lit candles or rose petals. It’s not the scenery one dreams of, but is that what really matters? He could be out in a dingy park or up in an airplane, it didn’t matter. What mattered was the moment- the soft spoken words in the middle of a rainy night.

The air was cooler now that the sun had set, the rain added to the slight chill. The street corner store was empty, save for a cashier. Said cashier was tired and had not a single care for any type of customer service. Just get your little map and go was his overall vibe. Clearly, he did not like late night tourists.

Your laugh is exasperated, “How do we get lost and have our phones die? I swear I had mine fully charged.. oh, we’re so dead..”

“Yeah.”, he nods, using his arm to cover the map from getting wet, “..but, we did have some fun. I’d do all this again, no matter how much trouble I get in.”

You spare a glance at him, fighting a smile, “Kiro, we’re going to be in huge trouble- I can see your manager just losing his shit right now- he’s having a cow, I swear.”

“I’d still do it again.”, he says, tone softer. 

This makes you tilt your head up from the map to look right at him. His blue eyes seem piercing. They bore right into your very soul, aiming to tell you something he’s kind of scared to. In this little moment, huddled together under the overhanging signs of a street corner store, he is very vulnerable. In this moment, ou could honestly just break him, but why would you? You’ve felt this way for so long, and to see him look at you like this, golden locks damp and just barely brushing your forehead- blue eyes asking a million questions, all for you. His face looks soft, free of the stress of his job, of the stress of wondering if he’ll be able to see you again after this. He’s looking at you, just as he is, baring his very soul to you with a look. So?

You smile, brightly, so wide your eyes crinkle.

“Kiro..”, you whisper, pressing closer, lips a breath away from his, “.. I love you.”

It was as if the floodgates opened. His eyes go wide, his jaw goes slack. Shock silences him and steals his breath as well as his sense of mind. He looks like a fish out of water, mouth opening and closing, fighting to respond. His reaction makes your smile widen. How powerful you must be, and yet are unaware. No one makes him speechless quite like you.

You shock him even further, placing the softest and sweetest kiss upon his waiting lips. he’d only dreamt of kissing you like a thousand times over. To have it be real? Insane.

Of course, he had to react to that, repaying in kind, baring his heart in any form he could. Sure, a kiss doesn’t show much, but when real and pure emotion is behind it? It does.

His laps capture yours, and his hand cradles the back of your head, fingers tangling in your hair. Breaths become raspy and ragged as your hands move up, one running through his hair while the other keeps your grounded by holding onto his shoulder. His lips are wet and cool from the rain, a direct contrast to the heat of his breath, which fanned over you when he stopped to breathe.

“I love you.”, he says, once, twice, three times over. He says it so breathlessly- says it with a shaky voice. The rain picks up, wind blowing it towards you both, and because of it, you can’t tell if the wet rolling down his cheeks are his own tears, or the weather. He kisses you again, pressing you closer, need and yearning swallowing him for a moment. His lips are hungry, breaths heavy against yours. His scent and taste fills your senses. The ice cream parlor still lingers on his tongue, and his soft words add to the sweetness of it. He smells of the rain and the grass he’d had to lay on earlier that day.

Your senses just scream out for more. You want him closer- you want nothing in the way, but such a greedy desire can’t be fed here, or so soon. Even when the heat of the moment simmers down a bit, you’re both still nose to nose. You pant along with him, eyes half-lidded as you gaze up at him. His eyes seem brighter, in  a way you’d never seen before.

Want. Need, Love.

You swallow, parting your lips to speak, “.. I dropped the map.”

He raises a brow, and laughs a little, “Thats what you have to say now?”

You smile in return, “I’ve already said everything I needed to.”

“Mhm, but what if I didn’t hear everything I needed to?”

“You have a liftetime of opportunities to.”

Kiro smiles widely at that. He pulls you into a hug, burying his face into your neck, “Yeah. We do.”

You hug him tightly, not caring that the map continued to get wet on the ground. Ink running into the concrete, smudging.

There, in the rain, under signs of a dingy street corner store, he heard you. He held you and got to feel the love radiating from you in the tight embrace of a long over due hug. You’d have a little head cold in the morning, and he’d be whisked away for a two day shoot in a far away city, but he’d be back. Now he really wouldn’t go anywhere without you near. There was no reason to be separated and he made that known.

He’d heard your mother tongue, and you’d heard his..

“Aɴᴅ, ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʙᴀᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs, ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴛᴜʀɴs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ..”

[night-chant]

MLQC Scenario - Hidden Talent

If I miraculously and accurately linked your actual hobby with your favourite dude, how??--- I-I mean, yes it was on purpose of course! (I didn’t even get mine right XD)

Featuring: MLQC Guys + reader

Synopsis: You have a great passion for your favourite pastime, but for some reason, you’re too shy to let anyone know about it but then he finds out on his own.

Warning: Fluff (except Victor’s??)

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Victor:

Creative writing

Sometimes poetry but often, creative writing since you loved spending time working on your historical romance novel. You never showed it to anyone, in fear that it would be ridiculed for any cliché use that you cherished.

At first, Victor assumed you were just writing a report on your laptop but sometimes, your eyes would light up as you eagerly typed out multiple sentences.

Did you find your report on Miracle Finder’s plummeting ratings that entertaining to analyze?

“How’s the progress?” he asked from behind and you hastily flipped the computer shut.

“Okay, I guess.” The light in your eyes instantly vanished.

Huh. He should’ve known. “The deadline is in two days. Did I give you too much time to spare?” When you didn’t answer, he went on: “What are you writing?”

“You’re going to say it’s stupid.”

“If you expect me to say that everytime a dummy does something, I’d lose my voice already. I only say if it is truly disastrous. Let’s see it.”

You reluctantly handed the laptop over. You started a couple of pages on chapter 18, but you expected he’d glance at the first few lines and turn back to you. Instead, he took a few minutes, perusing with a blank scowl.  

Any hope shattered when he started pointing out all the grammatical errors and that the plot so far isn’t logical. Your face felt hot. He was treating even your story as a report.

“The girl should’ve told him the truth in the very beginning,” Victor said, “so none of this mess would happen.”

Your blood was boiling. What, now he’s the CEO of some publishing company?? “Yeah, well, maybe he’d just call her a dummy and dismiss what she says like he always does!”

. . .

Victor would turn and leave with your laptop. Starting from page one, he would read each dialogue and analyze the characters more carefully.

You two will not end up like that couple. Not if he could help it.

Lucien:

Painting

You enjoy nature, especially animals and landscapes.

Sometimes, Lucien and you took a stroll around the forest by the Loveland University so you could get some real-life references.

No matter how vibrant the pigments were, they never drew Lucien’s attention away from you and your concentrated scowl and the slight peek of your tongue as you carefully painted an arc for the branch of a willow tree.

“They don’t look right,” you mumbled, breaking his trance. “But I’m not sure why.”

“Your hand is shaking,” he said, reaching out. “Here, I’ll hold it still for you.”

Maybe it’s because you were embarrassed that you didn’t realize the issue before or maybe because he was leaning very close, but your hands were shaking even more.

However, with gentle guidance, the branches you drew together were natural and lovely, interlaced with one another just like your hands.

Kiro:

Dancing ft. singing

If the rhythm is inspiring or if it’s just your favourite song, you’d probably be in an imaginary music video in the next moment. (Of course, when you were alone.)

Back to reality, it was Kiro who dances but he usually sings more in his performances in concerts.

He didn’t expect you to be a dancer too.

Kiro came home earlier than usual one day. Savin had let him go ONLY because he wasn’t acting too rebellious that day.

Before Kiro even opens the front door, he heard blaring music, almost reverberating off the wall.

His approaching footsteps were completely muted and a familiar voice was singing both parts of a duet song. Then after, an eerily familiar song . . .

You didn’t notice him as you were dancing away to his latest single.

But when you do, all you wanted was to hide in a closet.

But he thought Miss Chips was adorable and gushed about your accurate choreography.

You both probably ended up dancing to Kpop or Disney songs.

Gavin:

Knitting and needlework

Your mother taught you the basics, but you loved the activity so much that you made your own small, simple projects.

Sometimes, Gavin returns from missions with torn clothes and you were always willing to sew them up again if possible.

He finds your talent in knitting very intriguing, how your fingers and yarn and needles danced around one and another like hummingbirds.

Subconsciously, he thinks about the future, when you two would be older and when you would be making knitted garments for your two’s grandchildren.

Wait what do you do with all the clothes you knit now?

One day, he informed you that he would be away for a long mission.

You were bummed. “You have to return on the 20th or earlier! Or else I won’t stop knitting this very scarf until you do!”

When Gavin got back, he noticed that the scarf was pretty long.

“You did take breaks, did you?” he asked, holding your hands as he examined them.

You rolled your eyes when he took your joke to heart and so literally.

You wrap the long scarf around him (maybe a couple times keep it clear from the ground, even considering his height).

Good thing the scarf was big enough to cover part of his face because his ears and cheeks grew pink from your gentle gesture.

He untangled the scarf just enough to loop it around you too, narrowing the distance between you two until you were against his chest.

“Thank you.”

He liked to wear it during autumn and winter ever since.

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I’m writing this as I wait for a game to download reeee

Masterlist

[zomaeliet]

A cold wind battered against your skin, your cheeks rosy from the cold as minutes ticked by. The bus was late due to the frozen roads. The bench was too cold to sit on, feeling practically like burning against your exposed thighs from beneath your skirt. You should have prepared more for the weather, but you hadn't expected it to get so cold today. The weatherman said it was going to be nearly 60°F today, but instead it was below freezing because of a sudden cold front no one was expecting.

Right as you were giving up on the bus showing up and steeling your nerves for a long trek home, two arms wrapped around your torso and gave a gentle yet excited squeeze. You were momentarily stunned before you glanced behind you, a cheeky grin on the young man's face.

He spoke tenderly, "You look cold, here, I'll warm you up." As a long scarf wrapped around your neck, you suddenly felt much warmer. Not because of the clothing, but the warmth and affection that flowed through every one of his actions. A soft kiss was placed on your cheek as your fingers laced together, he spoke again, "Let's go home."

For characters like: Kaminari Denki, Kiro Zhou, Hinata Shoyo, Yoosung Kim, and Hanta Sero.

[tartagilicious]

yanno that tiktok trend? thats like ‘call a guy pretty and see his reaction?’ can we get mc saying it to the boys? like the mlqc boys?

ehe i like the way you think, anon!

✧･ﾟ: victor:

- when you call him pretty for the first time, it’s when you’re on vacation together and notice that the flower petal that’s landed in his hair matches the colour of his tie

- for a second, he’s not sure how to react. he assumes you either called him by the wrong thing by accident or it just slipped out, but when he looks down at that, he sees none of that in your eyes.

- so, he just coughs to cover the rising blush on his face and thanks you

- you, of course, notice this, and continue to call him pretty just to see the man get flustered

✧･ﾟ: lucien:

- loves it, doesn’t try to hide it at all

- “gendered” things aren’t really important to him, all he hears is a compliment from you, which he will obviously take in any circumstance

- in this situation, it’s completely natural, but it’s more likely that by the end of it, you’ll end up being the flustered one instead LMAO

✧･ﾟ: gavin:

- also loves it, honestly — but will be the first to ask if you meant to call him that. he’s just confused, having never been called pretty before!

- it makes him bright red

- the compliment just seems so heartfelt, and somehow softer than anything he’d otherwise hear. such a thoughtlessly sweet compliment makes him feel a different way, like more peaceful if that makes sense?

✧･ﾟ: kiro:

- it really comes naturally, because he is pretty! thanks to that, he also doesn’t really find it out of the ordinary, he’s been called things like that by fans, so it’s more of a normal compliment

- still, it is nice to hear for you! i can imagine it carries more of a different weight since you aren’t just one of his fans

✧･ﾟ: shaw:

- straight up asks you why you called him that. he would probably tell you to call him something like “rugged” instead AGSJHD

- but you’re persistent!! and shaw is pretty!! he needs to know!!

- over time, he’’d begrudgingly get into it at first, but when he expects it, it somehow means more T-T sometimes he looks at himself in the mirror and wonders how you find his mischievous eyes and worn leather jacket pretty, but you say it so genuinely, so it must be true

- he’ll never tell you, but whenever you call him pretty, it makes him happy!!

[kazuyaasai-serenaspencerli]

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Dragging your feet back to the office, you sigh for the nth time this day. Everything didn't go well according to plan?! You were expecting that the filming would wrap up in time with a good outcome but ended up in a mess.

Slumping yourself in your seat, tears starts forming in your eyes for having such a bad day. Wanting to have a peaceful time to think and calm yourself, you put your phone in silent and wipe your tears of frustration.

Resting your head in your hands, you sigh again, tired of what happened earlier during the day.

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Knock knock knock

The knock on the door wakes you up. Anna opens the door and pops her head in. "I'm going out boss! See you tomorrow!

"See you tomorrow Anna. Have a good night." You nod and smile. Without knowing, you dozed off to sleep due to the tiredness and sleepless nights in these few days. You pick up your phone and open it to check the time and saw a missed call and voice mail. "8:10. 3 missed calls, 1 voice message." And it's all from him. Clicking the voice mail, his voice fills the silent office.

"How are you? It's getting late now, want me to come over and pick you up? Just message me and I'll be there."

All of the pent up frustrations went away after hearing these words from him. A smile forming in your lips at his thoughtfulness and you press the voice mail again.

"I'm having a bad day..." You messaged him.

"Wait there, I'm picking you up. We're going somewhere."

"Alright. I'll be waiting." Always

Is he some sort of healer? You chuckle to your self. It seems like whenever he's there or feel his voice and presence, you feel ok and feel like everything will be alright, like every problems will be solved and go away. Smiling, you pick up your bag and went down stairs, fatigue and frustrations going away.

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PLAYLIST I / MASTERLIST

[starrygalaxy04]

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."

[niphredil-14]

give me a character to write a death scene of im bored and trying to procrastinate my wips

[married-to-google-translater]

Yandere Kiro

Kiro is a clinging and slightly delusional yandere.

It would start as a very innocent friendship.

He would really enjoy your company and sense of humor.

And soon Kiro would become dependent on your company and love.

But it starts so innocently and unnoticed that it is not noticed.

Kiro is truly an innocent and harmless yandere.

He would just like to spend a lot of time with you and hug you.

He will come up with a lot of reasons why you should stay with him and spend a lot of time with him.

However, Kiro is busy and it annoys him very much.

After that, he is even more clingy.

Kiro really believes that you love him a lot too.

And he doesn’t want to believe if you’re trying to say that the feeling isn’t on both sides.

He believes it's just a bad joke.

Kiro would never punish you.

He would just shut you up in a tight hug and refuse to let you go.

[606writings]

HC: Valentine's Day date [Gavin]

A/N: I wasn't planning this one, lol. I felt inspired for a moment and wrote it on a whim, but i really hope you all like it <3 If you want to request something or donate to my kofi, check my description :P

Knowing Gavin, he probably would try to clear up his whole day to focus on you and your Valentine’s Day date.

Since early in the morning, he’d wake you up with breakfast; your favorite foods accompanied by a glass of orange juice and a bunch of forehead kisses ready to go.

He whispers “Good morning, babe. Happy Valentine’s Day”.

Throughout the day all your plans would consist of Gavin trying to spoil you.

Even when you told him you wanted to do something for him too, he didn’t let you with the excuse that it wasn’t every day that he could be a bit more romantic.

You gladly accepted, acknowledging that even though Gavin was a very sweet and attentive boyfriend, he wasn’t the romantic kind.

In the afternoon he took you to the cinema, a new romance movie was premiering that day and he tried very hard not to cringe at the cheesy lines from the male lead.

He was about to give in and make a remark about how unrealistic the fight scene to protect the female lead was, when he turned his face around and caught your eyes sparkling wide, excitement filling them.

Pursing his lips, he only smiled and paid more attention to what was making you so excited.

When the sky was finally getting darker and the stars were shining brighter in the sky, he took you to a spot he recently found while scouting the area.

The place had the most wonderful view you had ever seen; with the city far enough to forget about the night hustle, a big and flat rock with enough space to lay a blanket and sit there, staring the stars, and the wind being a little bit chilly, only enough to be covered with Gavin’s jacket.

The brilliant moon gave the final stage of your date that special feeling that made you think back on the great effort Gavin was taking to make that day perfect.

“You didn’t like that movie, did you?” You asked smiling sympathetically.

He looked ashamed, his cheeks with a slight pink tint.

“It’s not exactly my type… Sorry.”

“You don’t have to force yourself to watch things you don’t like, Gav”.

He stared at you, the far city lights reflecting on his eyes, giving them the spark that made him look even more stunning than he already was.

“I wanted to focus on doing only things that make you happy.” He said looking down from the big rock you both were sitting at.

You chuckled, happiness overwhelming you seeing what a wonderful boyfriend you had.

You placed a hand on top of his and replied:

“Every day with you is a happy and special day. You don’t have to overwork yourself.”

He sighed; half relieved half ashamed by your words.

“That’s exactly what I think when I’m with you.” He leaned towards you and placed a soft kiss on your cheek.

You blushed and turned your face around to look at the night sky.

“The stars look beautiful.”

Even though that was just you trying to hide your shyness, Gavin saw that comment as an opportunity to imitate those male leads from the romance movies you like so much.

He cleared his throat and replied: “Not as beautiful as you.”

You opened wide your eyes, surprised by his sudden boldness. That was something you never expected him to say.

You laughed out loud when you noticed his cringing face.

That comment was not something he would say, but working so hard to make you happy; that indeed was something he would do for you.

“Thank you, Gavin”. Your words implied that you weren’t only referring to his compliment, but to everything else.

You stared at him, your gaze conveying all the love you felt from him.

Gavin stared back at you. Seeing you sitting under the moonlight, wind gently blowing your hair and your warm hand holding his; he felt how head over heels he was for you.

“Y/N.” He whispered your name with love. “I promise I’ll work harder next year to show you my feelings.”

“There’s no need for that.” You spoke. “I only need you by my side.”

He leaned again towards you, brushing his warm lips against yours.

“That is a given.”

[simplyotometrash]

Valentine's Day

I was wanting to write for Kiro so here we go!

Genre: Fluff

MC is gender-neutral!

Valentine's Day. A day you were used to spending on your own. It never bothered you, considering the holiday is deeply rooted in how much money is spent. You mostly enjoyed the mass amounts of discounted candy and stuffed animals the very next day.

Then came Kiro. Kiro turned your entire world upside down. He loved you like you'd never been loved before. He was a superstar idol, the world's favorite sweetheart, but he loved you more than anything else. Nothing could compare to you in the eyes of Kiro. Everything you did had him backing you. He was your biggest supporter, your greatest fan. Your relationship was rock solid. Now, the adorable superstar knew that taking you out for a day-long date would be incredibly difficult. Hiding his face could only do so much and it was still easy for some people to recognize him. His die-hard fans would know him from his speaking voice alone. It was impressive and scary. So he had to think about what to do. Perhaps just staying in would be a good idea? The two of you could just enjoy being together, something that didn't get to happen often with his work taking him all over the globe. Even when he was in Loveland City it could be hard to get together. He had to be in the studio so much or do events constantly.

"Happy Valentine's Day, sweetheart," Kiro exclaimed as soon as you opened your apartment door.

You couldn't even see Kiro behind the large stuffed animal he bought. It was a giant stuffed bunny. He waddled his way inside with the giant plush and set it down in your living room. You could barely blink before his arms were wound around you. You could feel the smile against your head. "I'm so happy I get to spend today with you, MC." "Aw, Kiro," you smiled and hugged him back just as tight. "Happy Valentine's Day, sunshine." As Kiro had showed up before you had the chance to make breakfast, he insisted that you let him cook or that you cook together. Cooking together was your choice. It was nice to cook with him. You made eggs, bacon, and pancakes. Kiro was very insistent on trying to make the pancakes heart-shaped, and they didn't turn out too bad once he got the hang of it. "I was thinking we could stay in for most of the day," he said in between bites of breakfast. "I did a lot of digging but Souvenir is supposed to be open for a short time tonight. I wanna take you there for dinner. Then we can go on a walk!" "Staying in most of the day sounds good. Trying to go anywhere would be such a hassle," you said. "Everywhere is going to be crowded with couples trying to do stuff together." "That's what I was thinking!" "We could watch some movies, play some games, and cuddle!" You were liking the sound of this already. A day to snuggle up with your sweetheart without getting rudely interrupted by his manager? A dream come true. "Then it's settled!" He produced a nicely wrapped box of chocolates from his bag and presented it to you with a grin. "I took the liberty of buying these for us...I mean you! I want some, but Savin might kill me if I break my diet too much." A pout formed on your lips. Stupid diet. "We don't have to tell Savin anything. You work yourself to the bone all the time. You're dedicated and you stay in shape. I think you deserve to splurge on whatever you want to eat. Our secret." His eyes lit up and he rushed to your side of the table to smother you in kisses. "You really are the best partner anyone could ever ask for!" ~~~ Your day went on as you two had planned. You set your phones to 'Do Not Disturb' for the day and got settled in to watch some movies and snuggle together. It was such a nice time that you both fell asleep halfway through the third cheesy rom-com you picked to watch. You woke up first to a very sleepy Kiro resting with his head against your chest. It made you smile just seeing how peaceful he was. It was nice getting to spend the day with him.

His eyes fluttered open and he yawned. "Mmm...what time is it?" "Half-past two," you mumbled after taking a look at your phone. The half-eaten chocolate box lay on the table in front of where you two were together on the couch. Kiro sat up to stretch, an action that made you miss his warmth immediately. "We could take that walk now instead. Get some fresh air, stretch our legs?" "Sounds like a plan to me." You got up from the couch with a large stretch. Your stomach showed just a bit from where your shirt raised up and Kiro wasted no time in tickling your exposed belly. It was never a dull moment with him. He stopped as soon as you were laughing breathlessly with a grin on his face. You guys got ready to face the crisp, cool February air together. Kiro had to ensure his face was covered with glasses and a mask otherwise he ran an even great risk of being recognized. That wasn't what he wanted. Not when you two were together. It had happened once before, he still felt guilty over that date getting rudely interrupted. Kiro adored his fans, he just wished they would treat him like a person and not something to gawk at. It was something all celebrities had to endure, unfortunately. The cold air outside filled your lungs as you started your walk. Things were still quite muted in February. There weren't the bright colors of fall or spring nor the greenery of summer. Winter's beauty came with snow and there wasn't even a flake in the sky. "So when does Souvenir open tonight?" You hummed, your gloved hand holding his tightly as you made your way to the park. If it had been warmer then the two of you would have probably had a private picnic. "It opens at 6. I think we should go there a bit early to ensure no one else gets in before us if the owner lets anyone else in at all. They're only open until 9 so it's a three-hour window." Kiro really did work hard to get that information. He explained to you that he had gone there every single day for over a month waiting for them to be open. All because he wanted to ask if they'd be open for Valentine's Day. What luck that they were! Souvenir was Kiro's favorite place to eat whenever they were actually open. ~~~ Your walk had lasted longer than anticipated and you never did manage to go home before dinner. You weren't dressed lazily, which was a good thing. You looked pretty presentable for dinner even though no one else was in the dining area of Souvenir. "This is our first Valentine's Day together. I really hope you had a good time," Kiro rubbed his hands anxiously while you waited for the food to come out. You took his hands in yours, rubbing your thumbs over his knuckles. "I had the best time. I'm not big on Valentine's Day stuff. I think a lot of it is overrated. I don't need a special day to be able to show you that I love you, Kiro, but you made this day so wonderful just by being with me." Kiro opened his mouth to respond just as Mr. Mills returned with your meals. You let go of your boyfriend's hands and thanked the older man for the food. It looked and smelled divine! You'd eaten there with Kiro on a few separate occasions, you could understand why it was his favorite. The calm atmosphere was honestly pretty relaxing and romantic as well. A perfect way to end your day together. You talked and laughed together while you ate, happily enjoying each other's company. You scarcely realized that the three-hour time frame that the restaurant was open for was about to come to an end. Kiro insisted on paying for the meal and the two of you decided it was better to make your way home. "Kiro, look," you whispered excitedly and pointed at the sky. Snowflakes had begun to fall from the darkened, starry night sky. "It's beautiful." He wasn't looking at the falling snow. His eyes were trained on you and that happy look on your face. This was the perfect end to a perfect day.

[night-chant]

MLQC Scenario - April Showers

A rare occurrence when I liked how all of them turned out --- have a look!

Featuring: MLQC Guys + reader

Synopsis: Not every rainy day is a sad day :)

Warning: Fluff but there is 15% sad thoughts somewhere and 5% suggestive elsewhere . . .

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Victor:

99% prepared. (Ahem, see photo.)

Watched weather channels to plan accordingly. Layers, an umbrella, etc.

Meanwhile, you were the opposite.

You left your office and were met with a downpour.

Even Kiki had an umbrella. What had your life come to?

Before you made a run for it, someone got out of their car that had been parked a few metres away. He was approaching you.

Maybe it wasn’t too late to run.

His dark eyes emitted disappointment but there was that smug, low-key attractive smirk as he offered his black umbrella.

You volunteered to hold it for you two but his height difference wasn’t helping.

Didn’t say it, but hoped you’d forget again so he could have an excuse to be with you.

Lucien:

Usually, Lucien could be found carrying an umbrella whenever it was drizzling around campus or the laboratory.

But away from those establishments, he would lower it and let the rain soak his hair and down his face.

If he was feeling particularly distant that day, he would stand by an intersection and stare at the shimmering asphalt for a long time.

You spotted his tall figure in the distance and you called for him. He didn't hear you. The rain and memories were much louder than your voice.

But you only thought it was because of the distance. You spoke up, louder this time as you dashed towards him. You were so excited to share the good news.

You hugged him from behind and when he didn’t move, fear crept towards your heart.

Wait did I mistaken some random guy as Lucien?

But the familiar scent of mint and lavender reassured you as your body warmth did for him.

Your bright, beaming smile hardly wavered as Lucien turned to you and you started to ramble about the success of your proposal. The rainfall was distant somehow as if a fantastical sun was clearing up the clouds and bathing the world in warm light and saturated colours.

“It’s all thanks to you!” you declared, as you held the umbrella over him. “How can I repay you?”

Instantly, he pulled you into an embrace. It lasted longer than you expected and when you tried to pull away to read his emotions, his arms tightened around you.

“Unfortunately, I am feeling quite greedy today,” he murmured, his former self slowly returning. “You need to stay a little longer.”

Kiro:

Some people called it careless, but you and Kiro defined it as carefree.

You two were playing an old video game when the room started to dim, making the screen glow bright.

“Finally!” Kiro said, feigning exasperation as he peered out the window like a puppy eager to take a walk. He smiled back at you. “Let’s go!”

With only the thin sweaters you two were wearing and a rickety umbrella with a size that was clearly intended for children, you scrambled outside into the April showers.

You twirled around with him, jumping into any puddles in the empty, quiet street.

Then you had an idea.

When Kiro was distracted by the mauve clouds, you cupped your hands together and rain started to gather into your palms.

“Kiro!”

When he turned, he was greeted with a splash of water in the face.

He laughed, his eyes sparkling. “Didn’t think you’d be so cruel, Miss Chips.” With that mischievous grin slowly creeping onto his lips, you knew you were in trouble.

He shook the damp umbrella at you and managed to get rain onto your face despite your efforts to shield it.

“Aw, did it get into your eyes, Miss Chips?” The next second you blinked, Kiro was already right in front of you, faces centimeters apart.

You didn’t realize how soft his fingers were until he stroked your cheeks gently.

Now he was the one who found you distracted.

Quick as a beat, he kissed your cheek before sprinting away, laughing.

Who’s in trouble now?

Gavin:

The date was going so well.

Did your research on the annual lily festival, both of you had a day off and no Minor trying to butt in.

So, of course, there was a random storm. And of course, you were wearing your favourite white shoes.

Instinctively, Gavin took off his denim jacket to shelter you.

Ashamed, you tried to stop him, but the hefty bouquet of lilies in your arms is not helping, as it appears to be in Gavin’s favour. You managed to get the flowers in one hand but you were already engulfed by his jacket.

“I don’t want you to get cold,” you reasoned but the denim felt pleasantly warm and dry in contrast to the incoming rain.

His smile was soft as he looked down. “I’m fine. I have something better.”

You followed his gaze. Your hands were intertwined and you hadn’t realized it. It felt so natural together.

His brown hair was dripping wet already. Neither one of you were in a rush to seek refuge and so the fields of lilies swayed around you both in tranquil privacy.

You started to fumble to unbutton your blouse.

Gavin’s face paled as his amber eyes averted away. “Umm, you’re going to get sick.”

“I have your jacket,” you said. “Don’t worry, I have something underneath.”

It didn’t matter if you did. He’s pretty confident it wouldn’t change his reaction, so he held your hand again. “It’s alright. I’ll be fine.”

“But I want to dry your hair,” you insisted, knowing your tone and your big, sad eyes always made him give in. And it did.

“Then you can do it tonight,” he spoke in a low voice, firmly holding onto your fingers. “After we take a shower.

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Ermememe idk when the next one will be cuz it’ll be busier after April for me but I’ll do my best to post the rest!

Masterlist

[yourssinfullyquiche]

Vexed

Finally finished this headcanon after a long episode of procrastination and laziness. I struggled a lot with our man Luci, he's such a complex and a mysterious character that requires profound understanding. That being said, I hope I have done all our boys justice!

This headcanon revolves around you being annoyed with our boys. However, I wanted to leave the angsty notes out of this headcanon for next time (an upcoming one perhaps, if it permits, unless my imagination spirals to other ideas).

MLQC boys x F! reader (You)

WC: 1856

Beta: Quiche; special thanks to @playheej for helping me out on Luci

Warning: Fluff, teeny-tiny suggestive for Lucien.

I hope this leaves an exciting taste to your life.

Enjoy!

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Gavin

It was 3 in the morning and you finally finished your proposal due tomorrow. You had to stop procrastinating and missing out on sleep.

“Finallyyyyyyyyyy” you lazily drawled out.

You almost entered the REM stage when you heard light footsteps padding towards you.

Your eyes immediately shot open, narrowing to find a silhouette masked by the pitch darkness of the room — his hand outstretched towards you.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”, you shot your leg up in the hopes of hitting somewhere, anywhere but were caught swiftly by the trespasser.

Beads of sweat formed at your temple and your heart was hammering against your chest as you struggled to release your leg when you heard:

“Hmm, this defense is at least a little better from when you screamed for the police,” a light chuckle followed by muted lights began flooding your bedroom and eyesight, causing you to squint. “Although you could get caught like this. I suggest -”

“OMG! What the hell Gavin! Wh-Why did you do that and what are you even doing here? You exclaimed.

“You scared me to death!”, you clutched your chest, heart still beating from the adrenaline.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he worriedly said.

“Didn’t you think I wouldn't be scared from that?! Please, stop jumping in from the window and use the door like a human being,” you swatted his shoulder.

“Well, the door would be locked right? I didn’t want to disturb you.”

“It’s okay to give me a call, just don’t scare me like that.”

You glared at him but softened when you saw the apologetic gaze he was giving you.

He cupped your hand over your beating heart before climbing into your bed, and resting his head on your chest.

You snuggled closer to him, carding his chestnut hair as you began relaxing.

“So, what happened? It’s so late, shouldn’t you have gone to sleep? I’m sorry I kept cancelling our dates — I had work to do.”

“I missed you. I wanted to see you. Don’t worry about the dates, we can go again another time and...I’m sorry, I’ll not do that again but in times of emergency you know I would.”

“Was this an emergency?” You teased him.

He buried his face closer to you, voice muffled against your clothes. “Yes, I was looking forward to our dates, I really wanted to see you. I wanted to hold you…”

He sighed contentedly as his breaths warmed your chest. You missed him terribly too.

*A/N: Uhhh Why is it so hard to be angry with this man? He’s so honest, it makes me wanna cry. Btw, REM or rapid eye movement stage is the primary “dreaming stage” of sleep and occurs about 90 minutes after you’ve fallen asleep (Google).

Also this was actually inspired from a freaky hallucination that I experienced🙃

Victor

“Ahhh, I can’t wait for Victor to taste this”, muttering happily to yourself, you continued stirring the jus.

You had tried recreating the seared steak with fondant potatoes and red wine jus, that you had in Paris.

You knew it was fairly ambitious for you to execute it without his help but you wanted to dampen his smug attitude — not that that’s gonna change him.

Victor had just finished a meeting when he smelled burnt aroma wafting from the kitchen.

What is this dummy up to now?

“Could you not burn down my house. The minute you start cooking, everything goes up in flames”.

“Hey! I took out the potatoes in time, okay. Aaand I made dinner! Remember you took me to Les Classiques and we had that amazing dinner, I tried cooking it…

He scoffed at you. “You? Dinner? Since when did you cook something edible.”

Can’t this man keep his snooty mouth shut for once!

“Hmm, steak and...is that supposed to be fondant potatoes? Well Pudding would surely be happy for this thoughtful meal. Don’t be disheartened if he rejects your dismal food.”

Amused by your apparent annoyance, he starts slicing the steak and picking it apart; inspecting it as if he’s Gordon Ramsey.

Victor Li might be the crowning food critic in Loveland that nobody asked for.

God you feel like an idiot sandwich.

He finally eats it and just gives an unperturbed “hmm” as a response.

“Well…? Is it worthy of thy praise?” You sarcastically ask.

“It’s bearable.”

“Ughhh, why are you so mean to me? Shouldn't you be kinder to your girlfriend? Not only are you cold at work but at home too…

“You just need to put in more effort. I’ll teach you.”

You huff loudly and avoid looking at him out of sheer pettiness.

“Am I that unkind?” a soft voice rings to your ears.

“At times, you are and you say all these nasty things...”

“Dummy, I just want you to do your best because I know what you’re capable of.”

You blushed and pouted. “I know.”

Victor smiled lovingly at you before going off. “The steak is a little dry, and you know the fondant potatoes are slightly burnt and it’s bland.” He stops to give you an I expected better from you look — “And don’t get me started on the jus.”

“Here we go again.” Yep not once.

Kiro

Being a renowned idol means abstaining from certain worldly pleasures such as all those sinfully delicious food.

Despite Kiro understanding this, it’s only human nature to give in to what one likes.

Needless to say, Kiro is mischievous when hogging snacks, or sneakily eating that cheesecake he somehow managed to surreptitiously hide from Savin.

At times when you’re on set, you do partake in his devilry shenanigans because of his irresistible puppy face that you can’t say no to.

It ranges from helping him sneak in snacks, to covering his fingerprints and lying about his food intake at home.

Savin however has a keen eye on you — it’s a wonder how you keep escaping with your facade when he eyes you so narrowly almost as if his eyes would disappear.

All you can do is sheepishly smile away while secretly gesturing to Kiro to run away.

Till now, Savin has never actively scolded the both of you.

Until…

He catches Kiro stashing away packets and cans of Pringles into his wardrobe compartments.

You freeze when Savin immediately stares at you, your hands full with bags of chips.

His gaze — akin to a mother disappointed in her kids.

We got caught red-handed.

“So do you have anything to say for yourself?”, he nods disappointedly to Kiro and shifts his gaze towards YOU.

After a long lecture from Savin with him repeatedly saying that “You encourage Kiro” and him threatening Kiro of revoking your pass privileges to the sets, he finally lets the both of you go with only 10 minutes left to the shoot.

You were fuming with annoyance at Kiro

“It’s not my fault and yet I got scolded. It’s your body the chips are going into! You’re on your own from now on! (｀Д´)

“Miss Chips, please don’t be mad. I promise I won’t let Savin scold you ever again and I’ll do my best to stop myself!”

“Just don’t get angry — We’ll go to a new all-you-can-eat dessert buffet shop I found later!”

He looks at me excitedly while listing off the variety of sweets the shop has.

“Kiro, do you want Savin to get upset again? You know you have to shoot your MV tomorrow. What if you get a stomach ache? I wouldn’t want you to perform badly or worse — Savin breathing down my neck again! You rolled your eyes.

“But...Miss Chips...you know...I can’t...resist…”

“You just said you would try your best.” Wait, what was that crunching sound???

“KIROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”

Lucien

I wonder what my little fool is up to?

“Lucien, I challenge you to a chess showdown!” a voice proudly imbued the living room.

“Oh, well I suspect that I can’t back down from this can I? Well if it’s my butterfly’s wish, then I shall fulfill it. However, I can't say I've played chess much before…” His violet eyes reflected a certain curiosity and playfulness — almost like a cat. You were caught off guard when he suddenly pulled you to sit on his lap.

“Maybe you can refresh my memory,” his silky voice reverberated in your ears, hot breaths tickling them while your exposed nape shivered as heat began rising to your already flushed cheeks.

“S-sure”, you stuttered as you looked away not wanting for him to tease you.

You hated how easily you lost your bearings around him and like a prey escaping from a cage, you escaped from his sweet embrace despite wanting to be pampered with it.

You composed yourself rather clumsily earning a gentle laugh that was uniquely his.

“I’m quite surprised to hear that you are not accustomed to this game. Well, no worries! I’ll teach you, so please focus.”

You were determined to show off your skills.

Such an entertaining butterfly; observing you was his most favourite thing and he couldn’t miss the chance after seeing your bold and serious attitude displayed.

Explaining the basics to him only took a few minutes which didn’t surprise you considering how intelligent and tactical Lucien is.

After one practice game (which you won easily — not that it counts), you boldly declared: “Since you are now refreshed, let’s start a new game. And I’m not going to go easy on you!”

“Oh, I surely wouldn’t want that. Please, do not refrain for my sake.” Another gentle smile greeted your smug demeanor.

Unfortunately, your smugness wore off after multiple consecutive losses, each loss triggering an even more annoyed look directed at Lucien.

Lucien, calm as ever; swallowed each stare like a deep ocean, silently beguiled at your attempts to defeat him.

Six games passed and finally your grumpy voice made your chagrin known. “You lied to me about your abilities right! Pretending to be bad at it when you knew how to play all along!”

He chuckled softly at your antics.

He had the AuDaCiTy to chuckle??? You pouted, your lower lip protruding clearly.

“Now where is the fun in saying I could play? You looked so serious and said it would be fun and I was having fun. Did I make you angry by having a little fun teasing you?”

You childishly stuck out your tongue at him to which Lucien laughed warmly and opened his arms prompting you to come towards him.

Your displeasing eyes vanished, succumbing like a sassy cat who still craved tender pats.

You climbed gingerly, making yourself comfortable in his arms — “I’m still angry at you.”

His distinct chuckle sounded different from this close. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to lie, I just wanted to see how determined you were.”

“Hmm, can you teach me how to play like that?,” you demanded softly

“Of course.” He lightly kissed your forehead.

*A/N: Cats have been referenced a lot to describe Luci’s as well as your behaviour. It’s purely coincidental but I realised that it’s because I have been watching many cat videos recently. Ahhhh they’re so cute💖

Mildly inspired by a fanfic I read about MC teaching Gavin chess, I’m not sure who it was from but It was from ginkgomoon, thank you🥺

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