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vexillumalbum · 3 years

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MLQC boys being interrupted while having sex w/Reader

I think the title is pretty self-explanatory.

All I want to say is that I wrote it long ago so there might be some mistakes. Also please bear in mind that English is not my native language. Thank you! I hope you'll enjoy!

NSFW below!

Gavin

The orange rays of the setting sun warmed the naked skin of your back pleasantly from behind the windows. Your boyfriend's white button-up casually framed your waist, barely clinging to your forearms, previously sliding off your shoulders. You had to hold it with your hands to keep it from sliding completely off.

In fact, in that position, Gavin had a perfect view of your bare curves, with the shirt or without it.

He was lying on his back facing you, propped up on pillows with his arms behind his head. His watchful gaze never left your body, even for a moment. His amber eyes scanned your figure, gliding over your perky breasts, smooth skin glazed in orange and silky strands of hair dancing near your neck and collarbones with your every move.

He licked his lips.

“Come here.” It wasn’t an order, but also not a plea. It sounded more like a request of a man so in love with his girl that he couldn’t bear not touching her anymore.

You giggled - and Gavin could’ve sworn it was the prettiest sound in the whole universe - before wrapping your fingers around his outstretched hand, letting yourself be guided to his solid body.

Minutes later you were a moaning mess, your hips pinned to the mattress by two calloused hands, the devilish sounds coming from between your legs mixing with heavenly whimpers of your boyfriend’s name that were leaving your bruised lips.

The grip you had on Gavin’s hair tightened when he sucked on your clit in time with his fingers working magic inside your heat. In response you heard a growl as his hips started assaulting the mattress even faster. The beast has been awoken

Tingling on your skin came as a warning for the pleasure that was supposed to arrive next. Your muscles were squeezing Gavin’s fingers hard and he couldn’t wait for his cock to be enveloped by your wet warmth next. Heels dug into the mattress, fingers gripping white sheets, head thrown back with parted lips and ragged breath and—

Thump thump thump

“Are you guys okay in there?!” Minor’s concerned voice sounded from outside of the bedroom right after knocking. It startled you to the point where you jumped up, covering your bare figure with anything you could reach for, even though you were sure the doors were closed and the intruder wasn’t able to come inside the room. “I’ve heard some weird noises and I thought I’d check on you! You know, better safe than sorry!”

Gavin immediately looked over you, checking if you were alright, before turning his head to the door with a look that could kill. He palmed himself through his boxers, his erection still evident and painful.

“We’re alright! Thanks, Minor.” After a brief moment of silence you managed to say, not knowing if you should laugh or cry or maybe both. You heard a quiet “okay” and some shuffling - the intruder left the area.

In a moment of passion both you and Gavin had forgotten that Minor was temporarily living in your apartment due to AC disfunction at his place. He wasn’t a perfect roommate but at the same his presence wasn’t overbearing and you didn’t have any complaints… up until now.

“I’ll beat him up.” Through clenched teeth Gavin’s voice was low as he was putting on some shorts he took out of the drawers, and he now resembled the Super-Scary-Officer-Gavin more than Your-Loving-And-Doting-Boyfriend-Gavin.

“Don’t be so harsh on him. He was concerned.” You giggled only to be met with a doubting look from your boyfriend. “As he said, better safe than sorry.”

“I’ll give him something to be sorry about.” Poor Minor

Victor

The last few weeks have been pure torture. You were very open about how much you hated these business trips that both you and Victor had to take all the time to different places in the world. Your boyfriend was less outspoken, however the days of longing were taking its toll on him as much as on you. Sleepless nights, lonely dinners, unfulfilled lust…

Therefore, when there were no meetings, reports and proposals to write or filming sites to visit on the horizon, you jumped almost literally at the opportunity and took Victor to the wellness center.

It was a pleasant evening, the sun had recently set, but the heat was still there, aligned from time to time by the cool breeze. The white bathrobe your only cover as you and Victor relaxed on the private terrace of the apartment, with the sound of the bubbling jacuzzi in the background.

Sitting in his lap, your boyfriend was caressing your bare thigh with one of his hands, while the other was stroking your hair. It was an intimate moment shared between two lovers finally reunited and ready to spend some much needed relaxing time together.

Until…

It started as an innocent kiss between sips of fine dry wine selected by Victor himself.

He had you almost fully naked on his lap, with your robe slipping down your back, threading fingers in your silky strands and tasting your lips - which he had to admit - were even tastier than his favorite crimson beverage.

You were determined to get him naked, to free these gorgeous muscles from beneath the soft robe. With your nails scraping his skin lightly you were revealing more and more of his toned body earning sweet sighs from Victor as a reward.

His skilled fingers moved from your hair to kneading your butt, making your already wet pussy to rub on his clothed hard length. The added friction was like a cherry on top of the whole make out session but you didn’t want to stop there. Why would you settle for just a cake when you can have a full four course meal, right?

“Victor, I need it, please.” You begged when he didn’t want to give you what you wanted well knowing what was it that you desired.

“What is it, babygirl?” His question was whispered into the damp skin of your neck where Victor was leaving love bites. “Tell me what you need. You know I’ll give you everything.” He sounded so seductive, his low voice was making you shiver and you were sure your pussy was getting wetter and wetter with every word he said. “Just say it.”

“You.” You crumbled. “I want your cock. Please.”

He fulfilled his promise a few seconds later when you felt his girth stretching you out in the best way possible. Victor gripped your hips and with a look that was telling you to prepare for a ride, he started thrusting up while roughly bringing you down on his cock over and over.

You gripped his shoulders with one hand while the other was clamped over your mouth to make sure no-one could hear the moans your boyfriend was bringing out of you.

So close, you were co close, and when his thumb pressed on your clit, you could swear you saw stars and—

Bzzt bzzt bzzt

You jumped at the sudden sound, fear taking place of lust and passion. With a quick look to the side you saw that Victor’s phone was ringing and the caller’s ID was “Financial Director”. Thinking it was important you exited his lap, sliding to the next chair.

A low growl escaped him when you pulled away, his member still as hard as ever. His furrowed brows were the indicator of how much he didn’t like what you did, but you only smiled to him sheepishly and gestured to his phone.

A part of him was impressed of how much you valued his work and that you knew how important it was. Yet, the other part was furious that your love making fucking got interrupted.

He took a second or two or more who knows if he stopped time to admire your rosy cheeks and bruised lips and how you were panting after minutes of passion, before picking up his phone from the table and answering the call.

“Be quick.” The tone of his voice so much different than when he was talking to you, eyes narrowed and teeth clenched - he was mad. But that didn’t stop him from giving you a look that you could only describe one way: I’m not done with you yet.

Shaw

At times like this, you were immensely grateful for the almost deafening music that could be heard in the Live House all the time.

Usually, it annoyed you that the rumble from the speakers drowned out any other noises - like when you were talking to others, but now you liked that you had the freedom to moan as Shaw's hips were pounding into you to the rhythm of the club song.

Hands clutching his muscular arms, head tilted back repeatedly hitting the wall behind you, you were braced for a wild ride. Your boyfriend's hands tightly squeezing your ass supporting your weight, his hot lips nibbling at your neck marking you in every place he had access to, his cock driving into you with a reckless abandon.

And all of this caused by your short dress that showed a little too much skin in Shaw’s opinion (and he would never have thought that something like “too much skin showing” would be a problem for him but seeing every guy in the club eyeing you had his blood boiling) and your teasing ways.

During the break between songs, when Shaw had a chance to rehydrate himself for another hour on stage, your boyfriend decided to satisfy a different type of thirst. For your pussy

Sex with Shaw was always fun and wild and everything you ever wanted. But it was the best when he was hot and bothered and when envy was seeping through his body like a venom making him see red.

To be honest, you weren’t surprised when he grabbed your wrist right after exiting the stage and pulled you into the back room. You weren’t surprised when he pinned you to the wall, his lips already marking your collarbone as his hands were skillfully pushing your panties aside. You weren’t surprised when he unzipped his pants and pushed them down, freeing his hard cock.

And you sure as hell weren’t surprised when he slid into you with one sharp thrust while sucking on the sensitive skin below your ear.

“Tell me,” he panted in between the thrusts while his tongue was exploring your neck. “Do you enjoy making me jealous? Do you think it’s funny or something?”

As you were able to only whimper and moan, you didn’t respond. Of course you were enjoying making him jealous once in a while, especially when you were rewarded with his hips snapping into your in the back room of Live House.

“Answer. Me.” You swore he wanted to kill you with how intensely he was impaling you on his cock.

“Yes! Yes oh god yes!” You managed to choke out right before his fingers pinched your clit. Loud scream elected from your throat and you didn’t fail to notice the smirk Shaw was having plastered to his handsome face.

“Let me make this clear, baby.” He slowed a little as he leaned into you to have his mouth right next to your ear. “You are mine. Only mine.”

You wanted to respond. Say something, anything, but then—

“Shaw! We’re going back on the stage!”

Adam’s voice broke through the music and your pants along with a few pound knocks. You jumped at the sudden intruder, your eyes wide and lips parted.

Shaw on the other hand was totally unfazed when he started thrusting into you with a full speed again. And again. And again. And again.

He didn’t even say anything back, he just went straight back into fucking your brains out.

“I told you, you’re mine.” He murmured into your sweaty skin when he saw how startled you were. “So focus on me and only me.”

Lucien

You liked surprising your boyfriend. For example when you visited him at the university with some tasty lunch and a big smile plastered to your face, or when you learned how to brew tea so you could make him the best beverages when he was particularly stressed with work, or when you memorized all scientific names of his favorite butterflies to feel closer to him through joined hobby…

Or when he came back to his office at the Research Center after a tiring laboratory work only to find you wearing very skimpy purple lingerie and his lab coat, sitting in his chair with a smug grin and a twinkle of mischief in your eyes.

Part of him wanted to chide you for being reckless like that. After all, he would as much as kill, without even batting an eye, anyone who stumbled into his office with you being inside looking like that.

But other part of him the freaky part already imagined taking you in various positions, against different surfaces during his whole lunch break.

And so he started with face-fucking you on his desk, while pinning you to the mahogany wood with one hand as the other was palming himself through his trousers. Your panties torn and long forgotten on the floor, the lab coat loosely hugging your form with your legs wrapped around Lucien’s shoulders and hands grabbing his hair tightly.

This man’s mouth could not only recite poetry and name every flower in the garden, but also it was able to make you cum in a record time. You had to bit your lip very very hard to control the volume of your moans.

Your second orgasm was delivered to you by the scientist’s long nibble fingers exploring your warm sensitive flesh like his life depended on it. And in a way it did, because you were the sole purpose of his existence and making you feel good was his mission, so…

Lucien was preparing you for the third one, when you decided that enough is enough. After all, you came there to make him feel good, not the other way around.

So before your boyfriend could react you pushed him onto his chair and dropped to your knees with a grin, and when he stubbornly wanted to got up again, you batted your eyelashes a few times as you stroked his member through the fabric. He got the message and relaxed into the seat. But don’t be fooled, he was still in control.

“Such a good girl.” He praised you when you were undoing his belt. He gripped your hair guiding your face closer to his crotch.

You’ve given Lucien a blowjob so many times already, you knew exactly what to do. You licked, sucked, bobbed your head and massaged with your hands what you couldn’t fit into your mouth.

Every sigh from the professor was making you shiver so you worked even harder to hear more of them until—

Knock knock knock

“Professor, excuse me…” From behind the door the head of one of Lucien’s assistants peeked out and before you could do anything he saw the position you and your boyfriend were in and immediately panicked. “Oh my— I’m—I’m so sorry!”

He was long gone before you could even pull away from Lucien, but you didn’t miss the murderous stare professor had while looking at now - fortunately - closed door. You didn’t know if you should laugh or collapse into the ground from embarrassment.

You were sure your face was redder than a tomato. Luckily, knowing Lucien’s reputation no-one would be so stupid to tell anyone about this situation. Or so you hoped so.

Before you decided on your final reaction to the intruder, Lucien’s palm grabbed a handful of your hair and he brought your head closer again so that your nose was brushing his hard moist cock.

“I believe we have some unfinished business here, butterfly.”

Weirdly, you never saw this assistant in the Research Center ever again…

Kiro

Kiro loved music almost as much as he loved you and his snacks.

So he was taking every opportunity he could to show you around his studio, write music with you and compose.

And do other, less appropriate deeds.

For the longest time Sunshine Boy couldn’t find inspiration for his newest song. He tossed and turned in his bed every night and skipped meals because of it. He didn’t want to disappoint his fans and you, his greatest biggest fan!

But only if he knew that bringing you with him to the studio would be the cure for his lack of inspiration, he would’ve done it already days ago. Why didn’t he think of it sooner? You were his muse after all! Your moans were the greatest music to his ears!

So that’s how you ended up with Kiro pounding into you from behind tightly gripping your hair to guide your head nearer to the microphone so that every one of your whimpers could be recorded properly.

The speed of his thrust was setting a rhythm that he wanted his new song to be in which gave him a plethora of sounds escaping your mouth. Oh how much he loved those sounds.

Gripping your hips he angled you a little more so that he could go even deeper, take you even better. He was sure he was leaving bruises on your skin with the force of his grip, but he didn’t care. He would smother them with kisses later.

“More, Miss Chips. I wanna hear you more.” He murmured as his hand circled your waist and his fingertips pressed onto your swollen clit. If you didn’t know better, you would think that he wanted to kill you from the sheer amount of pleasure he was causing you.

Your moans were getting higher and higher and Kiro knew it was because you were getting closer to your release. He loved that moment, right before your orgasm when your muscles were clasping around his cock trying to milk him from everything that he had, and your eyes were rolling onto the back of your head and you legs were shaking like leaves on a windy day and—

Bam bam bam

“Kiro, what are you doing in there?! Our recording session starts soon!” Savin’s voice sounded from the other side of the door and Kiro cursed under his breath that he was interrupting his own recording session.

You on the other hand squealed and tried to move away from your boyfriend but he didn’t let you.

He slowed down his thrusts and clamped a hand over your mouth.

“We’ll be there in a minute!” Kiro answered but his agent didn’t seem to be convinced because he insisted on waiting for you two at the door.

When you wanted to move away again, disappointed that you wouldn’t be getting the realest that you wanted, Kiro brought you closer to himself again and started snapping his hips into your once again. His hand still clamped tightly over your mouth.

“Well, maybe our recording is over but we can at least finish this.”

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yourssinfullyquiche · 3 years

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Trust, Love and Consolation

Hello, all you beautiful people❤️ I had a really bad day today and needed some comfort so I wrote this drabble. I hope anyone having a bad day could be comforted by this too.

This story has no particular LIs and could be viewed as whomever you want.

WC: 506

Beta: Quiche

Warning: slight angst

I hope this piece comforts your heart.

Tears streamed down my face as the negative thoughts cloud my mind, like a film replaying over and over again, like a loop — like a never ending song. It consumed my whole being and I wondered if there would ever be a way out of this blackhole of troubles. Everything was zoned out from my mind except the sound of my soft cries not wanting to alert him.

I never liked crying in front of others — it was a sign of weakness. I knew it was an erroneous belief yet the thought of vulnerability invoked a fear in me. A fear of being a burden. I wallowed in my agony while contemplating whether to hold back my oncoming tears and return to the comfort of my bed on which my boyfriend was currently sleeping or to continue crying my heart out. Before I could make a decision I heard light footsteps padding towards me.

Why can’t I do anything right?

I felt him carefully moving closer to me as if I was a ticking bomb. He reached out for my hand before turning me around slowly. I instinctively pushed him away, covering my face with the back of hand; not wanting to let him see me in this sorry state but he wouldn’t budge and pulled me in for a hug resting his chin on the crown of my head.

His way of saying: “It’s okay, I won’t see your face. Just let me comfort you.”

I fisted his shirt in my hands, forcing myself to avoid losing control and making a mess. But I felt a kiss — light as a feather grace my hair like a soft pleading, wanting me to let go of my tears. Unable to control myself any further, I give in, feeling the material dampening quickly.

The minute I stand up and build myself back, another meteor hits me, crumbling my spirit...

The thought swarmed my mind and as he held me tighter, the warmth of a beautiful spring touched my heart but it was also the switch for my louder sobs to emerge. I could feel my body shaking against his while my breathing failed to calm down.

Showering my head with more kisses, he massaged my neck before drawing out random objects on my back, or so I thought before realizing that those were hearts. His occasional saccharine voice soothed my pain mellowing my tears slowly. I finally had the courage to look up — no doubt my face was a painter’s discarded mess. His eyes were sad but full of love; his sweet smile drew an image of him piecing back the broken shards of my soul as I held the unbroken part of it.

It felt liberating being vulnerable as there was no scintilla of doubt in his eyes in that image, or when viewing my insecurities bubble over or now as he held my cheek. I leaned into his hand before sensing the warmth of his lips on my forehead.

A gentle kiss signifying trust, love and consolation.

Thank you for reading!🥰

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among-starz · 3 years

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MLQC/MLDD boys react to finding you asleep on the bathroom floor.

TW: Mentions of nausea and vomiting

A little backstory, a few years back I used to get horribly nauseous for seemingly no reason, but I'd never throw up. It was always so late at night that I'd eventually doze off on the bathroom floor T-T (I eventually learned it was all an anxiety thing and that's why I never actually puked lol.) So, I thought, might as well get some comfort from some fake boys for this little problem of mine.

Gavin

-Gavin was just getting back from a late-night mission.

-He went to your shared bedroom and was a bit confused as to why you weren't there

-Finds the bathroom light on and the door slightly ajar and he runs walks over to find you asleep over the toilet.

-What?

-He kneels down and gently rubs your back until you stir.

-"You feelin' okay, Pumpkin?" He asks when you're lucid enough to understand him.

-When you tell him you're nauseous, he's immediately on the floor next to you rubbing your back some more.

-He sits extra close so you'll warm up from his body heat to prevent you from catching a cold.

-He'll quickly hold your hair back if you actually vomit and whisper sweet nothings in your ear.

-Or, he'll just sit with you until the nausea passes, watching you drift in and out of sleep. When you finally feel okay enough to go back to bed, he'll carry you there.

-"Sorry."

-"You don't have to be sorry, Pumpkin." He says as he sets you down in bed and tucks you in.

-"You must be tired but you sat in the bathroom with me."

-Gavin brushes your hair away from your face as you drift to sleep, "I'll never be too tired to take care of you, silly"

-Stays up a while longer just in case you feel sick again, but will eventually go to sleep when he's sure you're alright.

-Wakes up early the next day to make you breakfast and some tea.

-Will be hesitant about you going to work, but he'll eventually cave after you explain how you're feeling perfectly fine now. He'll let you go on the condition that you take good care of yourself is texting minor and threatening telling him to keep an eye out on you.

-Since he just got off a mission he has the day off and will be there at the speed of light if you start feeling sick again.

Lucien

-My man's a light sleeper, so when you get up to use the bathroom he's awake too.

-What a puppy, he can't sleep without you.

-When ten minutes pass and you haven't come back, he's a bit confused, but brushes it off. His butterfly may just be constipated, he'd been telling you you need to eat more fiber.

-But after a few more minutes, he's padding his way to the bathroom, knocking on the door.

-"MC?"

-No answer

-He tries the door nob, thankfully you left it unlocked.

-Of all the things Lucien thought he would find when he opened that door, you leaning against the wall of the bathroom asleep was not one of them.

-A part of him wanted to laugh, but he was also concerned. He knelt down and gently shook your shoulder.

-You wake with a start, rubbing your eyes.

-"Are you feeling alright, butterfly?"

-You shake your head, "I feel sick" you say, scooting closer to the toilet and hovering over it, afraid you'll puke.

-If you do puke, he'll hold your hair back and gently rub your back until you feel a bit better.

-But if you don't, he'll lead you back to bed and offer to make you a cup of tea or just get you a glass of water.

-Will 100% rub your stomach and cuddle until you fall asleep. But as soon as you're asleep Lucien is trying to think of what could have caused this bought of nausea. Food poisoning? Pregnancy? Anxiety? Maybe all three?

-He'll definitely want to take you to the doctor.

Victor

-When you decided to head to bed early, Victor wasn't at all surprised. You'd been working yourself to the bone lately, and you definitely needed the extra sleep.

-But Victor, being the ever-busy man he is, stayed up to get some more work done.

-He hears you go through your bedtime routine and go to bed.

-And then he hears you go back to the bathroom 10 minutes later.

-He's confused but is so swamped with work it slips his mind. Forgetful? Victor? It's more likely than you think.

-But when he finally finishes his work and gets up to brush his teeth, he finds the bathroom light still on and remembers he never heard you leave.

-He opens the door and finds you laying on the bathroom floor, asleep.

-He gently picks you up and carries you to the bedroom. Despite his efforts to be gentle, you wake up.

-Your turn to be confused, but this sudden ride has got you more nauseous than before, so you don't say anything.

-"Do I want to know why you were asleep in the bathroom?" Plz Victor, just tell her you're concerned.

-"Felt nauseous." you say as he places you down in bed. You stay sitting up, afraid that you'll puke all over the bed if you lay down.

-"Dummy, you'll catch a cold like that, sleeping on the floor."

-Tired, nauseous, overworked, and emotional you start crying at that remark. Great job Victor

-He gently wipes the tears away but on the inside, he's all "Shit shit shit, she's crying."

-He places a kiss on your forehead and leaves the room, coming back with a plastic bucket/trash can, a glass of water, and some crackers.

-Will sit in bed with you until you puke or fall asleep, and he won't get any sleep that night because he's too busy worrying about you making sure you don't puke all over his expensive sheets.

-Is extremely mad with himself, first he overworked you to the point of vomiting, and then he made you cry? He'll insist you take a few days off to recuperate RIP Anna

-During your days off, he'll pamper you. Make you meals that taste amazing and are easy on your stomach, doting on your every whim.

-Will definitely learn to tell when you're overworked and need a break, and if that doesn't help the nausea, he'll take you to see the best doctors around to figure out why you're getting sick.

Kiro

-Kiro's 100% a heavy-ass sleeper, so he doesn't wake up when you get up and go to the bathroom.

-His bladder wakes him up early the next morning, and he finds your side of the bed empty.

-He gets up to use the bathroom and finds the light on.

-"MCCCCC, hurry up! I need to peeeeeee." He's currently dancing around like a toddler.

-He tries the door and is relieved to find it unlocked. He'll pee in the shower if he has to, goddamn it, he's about to die here.

-Thankfully, the toilet is free and he doesn't have to resort to that yet.

-Where are you? He doesn't question it. bladder full, head empty

-When Kiro's finally done, he turns around to wash his hands an-

-"AHHHHHHHH!"

-Kiro finds you, screaming on the floor of the bathroom where you were sleeping seconds before.

-"What the hell, Kiro?"

-"You scared me!" If he hadn't just gone pee, he woulda peed himself (Jesus I'm sorry)

-"What were you doing on the floor?"

-"I felt sick, I must have fallen asleep."

-Suddenly, Kiro is sitting down next to you, hand on your forehead, checking your temperature "Did you sleep here all night?" Kiro is worried

-"Uhh,,," He'll take that as a yes

-Suddenly, you're in his arms being carried back to bed. He sets you down and wraps the quilt around you tightly.

-You tell him you have to get ready for work soon, but he won't hear it.

-"You're staying home today, Miss Chips."

-"But I don't feel sick anymore."

-"You slept on the BATHROOM floor, MC!" He's right

-If Kiro can help it, he's staying home with you. Pampering you with warm drinks and foods that won't upset your stomach. No chips or sweets for you today. Kiro, you're starting to sound like Savin.

-But if he absolutely has to be somewhere, he'll call or text you every chance he gets, making sure you're feeling okay and that you're eating properly.

-Will probably want to take you to the doctor, but won't force you to go.

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otonymous · 3 years

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Happy Birthday, Shaw! ⚡️🥳

Y'all know I'm super weak for this rudeboy and his electrifying brand of sass, so I'll be doing my part in wishing him a stupendous birthday with a specially curated reading list! 🎁🎂 Much love and happy reading y'all! 💖

Fics/Drabbles:

Moving Violation: Shaw x Reader (NSFW)

One Stormy Night: Shaw x Gavin x Reader (very NSFW)

Careless Whisper: Shaw x Reader (parody)

A Bolt From The Blue: Shaw x Reader (NSFW)

Lessons: Shaw x Reader (NSFW)

Scent: Shaw x Reader (NSFW; read it on my Patreon - please see link on my pinned post)

Headcanons:

Come Up To My Room: How The Boys Would Seduce You (NSFW)

The ABCs of Shaw (NSFW)

Sexxxting In Public (NSFW)

It's The End Of The World: How The Boys Would Respond To You Choosing Another Partner

"The Most Beautiful Girl In The World": The Guys As Fathers

Make It Bounce: The Boys And Their A$$ets (NSFW)

Call Me Daddy (Twitter Thread HC)

A Softer Touch: The Boys In Lingerie (NSFW; a collabo with @meowlayn-art)

Lemme See You Sweat: The Boys' Favourite Ways To Train

Dance For Me: The Boys Giving Lap Dances (NSFW; read it on my Patreon - pls see link on my pinned post)

Kiss Me: How Kisses With The Boys Would Feel Like (NSFW; read it on my Patreon - pls see link on my pinned post)

Fingers Or Tongue: Who's Got Game? (NSFW; read it on my Patreon - pls see link on my pinned post)

Love Letters:

Choices: A Letter From Shaw

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queens-hoes · 3 years

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Loving the MLQC boys

(semi-nsfw content below cut)

Kiro

Loving Kiro is

Innocent love that never fails to bring the widest smiles to your faces. It’s the purity of first love and the excitement of youth. It’s racing across amusement parks and winning the biggest stuffed animal and sharing cotton candy. It’s walls covered in candid photos and photobooth strips to relive every happy moment of your relationship. It’s the endless optimism of a newlywed stage that never fades away and a constant stream of sunshine. It’s running across an airport and into his arms, tickle sessions and makeouts in limos and getting scolded by his stylists after messing up his hair. It feels too good to be true and sometimes you fear it really is just a dream, only for a cheerful yell of “Miss Chips!” and a noisy kiss against your cheek to bring you back to reality. Loving Kiro is the giddiness of experiencing all your firsts together and feeling like the sun still hasn’t set, even in the middle of the night.

Gavin

Loving Gavin is

Passionate love that works to make up for lost time. It’s the thrill of reconciliation, of reuniting with someone you haven’t seen in what feels like an eternity. It’s his warm embrace around you every morning and the sound of his heartbeat against your ear every night. It’s the weightlessness of flying, the feeling of constantly being protected and of knowing you’re safe, it’s freedom from the constant hustle and bustle of daily life. It’s tracing his scars and pressing gentle kisses against each one, silently reassuring him that you think they’re beautiful. It’s appreciating the simple things and knowing you could be happy with anything as long as he’s by your side. It’s feeling like a lovesick teenager again, of being proud of your boyfriend while constantly stealing his jackets to wear over your own, of wishing on stars and finally watching them come true. Loving Gavin is undeniable warmth at every minute and the surprise over finding home not in a place, but a person who adores you.

Victor

Loving Victor is

Majestic love, the type embodied in royalty AUs. Elegance in everything, from the plating of your meal to the way his fingers glide across your skin, or the way they pull at the knot of his tie before he slides the sleeves of the dress he bought you off your shoulders. It’s red roses to accompany every date and the faint whisper of classical music in his apartment, the lingering smell of caramel on his clothes and the taste of red wine on his lips as you drown in one another. It’s nights at the opera in his private booth, his hand slowly travelling up your skirt in the middle of an aria, hands that have broken and built entire companies, that have brokered countless deals and have saved you more times than you can count. It’s the deep whisper of his voice against your ear, making you vows in every language he knows before ravaging you. Loving Victor is embracing classic romance at every instance and never settling for less— after all, he’s always there to remind you just how much you deserve.

Lucien

Loving Lucien is

All-consuming love that overpowers you completely. It’s sweet smiles across a lecture hall and warm cups of tea in niche cafes, walking arm in arm and flashing polaroids that make you feel as beautiful as he thinks you are. It’s peaceful afternoons and diabolical nights where you let him take you in a million different ways in your apartment, in his apartment, anywhere you happen to be. It’s the dark glint that enters his eyes from time to time and not knowing if it comes from another filthy daydream or that part of him he refuses to speak about but you both know is there. It’s the looming sense of tragedy and the bitter sting of betrayal soothed only by his lips on yours. It’s letting him claim you over and over even though you both know you should stay away from each other. It’s the crash of your lips with his, coming together like two magnets that can’t survive without the other. Loving Lucien is knowing you’ve fallen in love with the wrong person but being too addicted, too attached to ever want someone else— it’s his shadow constantly in the corner of your eye, watching you, guarding you carefully because you belong solely to him.

Helios

Loving Helios is

Addictive love that you know you’ll never recover from. It’s your heart shattered on the floor and the taste of blood on your lips. It’s the cold feeling of metal against your back as you look up into eyes you recognize but still can’t find answers in. It’s the shock of seeing a stranger in someone you once knew like the back of your hand, of seeing eyes that were once filled with light drowning in darkness. It’s the odd familiarity of his body against yours, yet knowing that it can’t possibly be who you think it is, only to return again and again. There isn’t any romance or affection to be found, no sweet words or adoring gazes, just straight-to-the-point actions that make you feel full while also making you endlessly want more despite knowing it’ll only hurt you. Loving Helios is knowing that the fruit is forbidden and still going back for another bite— it’s knowing that he can only promise danger and you gladly letting yourself be damned.

Shaw

Loving Shaw is

Mad love that feels like adrenaline coursing through your veins. It’s constantly being on the run from something, whether it be the cops or your responsibilities, but knowing that you’ll never get caught as long as he’s with you. It’s throwing caution to the wind and trying everything at least once, even if you know you’ll hate it. It’s his signature smirk whenever you think you’re being subtle, or the way he dramatically leans down whenever he looks you in the eye. It’s the annoyance of never getting your way but the secret satisfaction of knowing he always gives in to you in the end, albeit with sarcastic comments inserted in-between. It’s the feeling of bass in your chest and your shoes against the pavement and the electric feel of his tongue in your mouth. It’s raking your hands through his soft lavender locks even when he asks you not to because you know he secretly enjoys it, that it soothes him far more than he’ll ever admit out loud. Loving Shaw is knowing you’re playing with fire and happily submitting to the flames, to hell with being burned.

#mlqc #mr love queen's choice #love and producer #mlqc victor #mlqc lucien #mlqc gavin #mlqc kiro #mlqc shaw #mlqc helios #li zeyan #xu mo #bai qi #zhou qilou #ling xiao #mlqc headcanons #mldd #mr love dream date

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little-butterfly-writes · 3 years

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Married Life - Shaw and Gavin

Howdy! This was a request made by @voltage-vixen . I’m so honored to write for you, thank you so much for requesting and being patient. This is sorta meant for a fem reader. I’ll edit if I need to later, too lazy atm. Enjoy~

Warnings: Brief mentions of sex, swearing

Shaw

Beginning

The beginning of your marriage is very passionate. Shaw just can’t get enough of you. On your trip back home from your honeymoon, you have to lean on Shaw so you can get in the plane. Even when you get back, he’s still ravenous for you. Even though he has a higher sex drive after your marriage, it’s mainly just soft love making session. It surprised you when you felt how gentle he was going. Of course, he still was a little rough. In general, Shaw seems happier and has a bit more pep in his step.

Day-to-Day Life

Once things calm down after the first month, life is simple. Shaw doesn’t visit the Livehouse as often. In his own words, “I gotta watch you or you might go running off with a new man.” He won’t admit it, but he wants to spend more time with his beloved. Shaw starts going to classes more because you nag him so he can finish his degree. You still work at the career you had before.

Leisure Activities

When you two have some time to relax, you mainly just relax and watch trashy shows. Shaw puts up with it if you let him rest on your chest or vice versa. If you go out somewhere, you usually go to a bar or to the Livehouse on occasion. You love how he can still play in a band after being away for days or weeks at times. He especially loves when you get dressed up all nice as well. Vacations only happen if you have time.

Later in the Marriage

Things are still mostly the same. Shaw still loves you so much and you can’t stop your adoration to him. You two are definitely at max comfort with each other. His ass is still a tease, but you wouldn’t have him any other way. If you want kids, you’ll most likely talk about it. Shaw will see a snake and leave small hints that he wants one, so you get a family snake for your anniversary. Let’s just say Thunder saw a bit too much that day.

Gavin

Beginning

The beginning of your marriage is super soft. Gavin is elated. Every time he looks at you his eyes fill with warmth. Gavin is even more radiant around you than he was before. He makes the sweetest love to you, like you’re made of glass. You get to see a light blush whenever you smile at him. When coming back from your honeymoon, you feel refreshed and well loved. Gavin is the happiest he’s ever been.

Day-to-Day Life

After the honeymoon, work sadly returns to ruin your peace. Gavin tries to not go on any missions unless they’re urgent. Minor bothers you nearly everyday about Gavin details. When you’re cooking dinner, Gavin will sometimes hold you from behind. He will always help you cut vegetables if he’s home in time, no matter how tired he is. You two make it a ritual to say ‘I love you’ before falling asleep.

Leisure Activity

On lazy days off, you two will sleep in and cuddle together. Gavin likes to see you in the morning sun with your drowsy face. If you go out, it’ll most likely be somewhere simple like the park or a hike. You’ll usually eat takeout or at a restaurant. Grocery shopping occurs during these times, it’s the small things that make Gavin happy.

Later in the Marriage

Birdboy still helps out stray animals. You tell him as long as they’re not infectious or aggressive, he can rehabilitate them. The two of you got a dog. Definitely sweet and gentle, but strong and protective against anyone who can harm you or steal his mommy away. If you want kids, Gavin is more than willing to give you what you want. You get him succulents and a gardening book on your anniversary. Just to see him flustered. Of course, you give him a better gift when he gives you your gift.

#mlqc #mldd #mlqc fluff #mlqc headcanon #mlqc gavin bai #mlqc gavin #mlqc bai qi #mldd bai qi #mlqc shaw #elex #mlqc xiao ling

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rinharu-purple · 3 years

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Also a head canon about how STF tease Gavin about their sister in law?👀 I’m sorry if I’m asking a lot lmaooo. Hope you take care of yourself and doing well☺️✨

Happy August dear anon, I ate 3 home made macarons today, does that count as taking care of self? 🐭 I hope you're also having a nice week and enjoying summer ☀️☀️☀️

Pt. 3 Wednesdays are for Headcanons: STF- Special Tease Forces

Monday: Gavin comes to the HQ later than the usual. The team make a pack to play with his biological clock...(by setting all the clocks in the headquarters forward one hour, hoping they can go earlier :D)

Li Yu: Hey Captain you've made it right on time for our 10.00 am briefing!

Gavin: But it's 9..

Eli: Hey Gavin if you keep chit chatting you will miss the briefing.

Gavin: hmm... OK, when you're all set then let's start.

....

Tang Chao: Alright everybody let's have lunch!

Agent 1: thank God, I'm starving!

Agent 2: Let's eat a second breakfast for lunch today.

All: Agreed!

...

Minor: Hey bro Gavin we're going to trudge together in an hour right? (they also dragged him into this)

Gavin: But I'm going to dinner with MC first.

Minor: She says she can't make it, so let's go.

Gavin: What a weird day

MC furious at 6 pm: Didn't you promise to have dinner with me before you meet Minor?! Where are you?!!

... Poor guy has missed an hour of his day for coming 10 min late to work on 15th of February 🤖

Tuesday: Eli catches Gavin washing tupperware in the kitchen.

Eli: If you wanna become a true househusband you need to...

Gavin: Three

Eli: What?

Gavin: Two

Eli: I think you forgot some rest around the bottom of the cup

Gavin: One

Eli: You should also start cooking for her you know?

Gavin: If one has met the right one, being househusband becomes a role you don't mind. Maybe you'll understand one day what I mean. How's your love life going? (warned you)

Wednesday: Gavin disappears during the mission and reappears 20 minutes afterwards.

Once he's back everybody acts as though they wouldn't see or hear him and then when Gavin.

Tang Chao: Hey everybody, Captain Gavin has obviously left us so let's head back.

Yu Li: Yeah, he surely must have more important things then... You know... Saving the city?

Eli: He surely sets his priorities straight. Too bad that we're only his band of brothers looking out for his back, spending sleepless nights, going through hell and back.

Agent 1: I wonder how many laps would be my punishment if I did that?

Gavin: The mission is over since 1,5 hours. The question is, why are you all dozing off here? You look like you have lots of time in hand, I could fix That!

All: Gotta go captain, see you around! (all disappear to dust in 0,00001th of a second.

Thursday: Gavin receives a huge package at work and it's the job of the newest rookie to hand it over to him.

Rookie: Captain Gavin this package has arrived for you. I've scanned it with my evol. It's safe sir (his Evol is ultravision and can see through objects)

Gavin: How did you scan it exactly?

Rookie: ehmm... Because I wanted to make sure that I don't put your safety at risk and to eliminate all possible dangers, in accordance with the STF code number 12...

Gavin: Just give me a direct answer!

Rookie: The eye mask with a bunny on it, a bottle of massage oil with ylang ylang aroma, a package of heart shaped cookies and the note "for my unassailable monument hero" all proved to be cleared... sir.

Gavin: So is this what you wish to be written on your tombstone? *sighs... You're new here, so I'm only going to warn you this once. When you see a package from the Sender MC, you will not touch it. Understood?

Rookie: Yes, sir! I'll inform lt. Eli as well.

Gavin: hm?

Rookie: Lt. Eli supervised me while scanning the package to make sure I don't make any mistakes.

Gavin: And?

Rookie: Agent Tang Chao was present to make sure I'm telling the truth, Yu Li transferred the information to...

Gavin: to?

Rookie: Data process team.

Gavin: 185.

Rookie: Sir?

Gavin: Laps around the HQ building. Go!

Friday: Tang Chao catches Gavin lying all day long and decides to be the lucky winner of the week.

Eli: Hey Gavin, let's go grab some drinks after work.

Gavin: Can't, I have to modify my bike.

Tang Chao: For 30 minutes, then he is picking Mrs. Commander up.

---—--------—

Yu Li: Captain Gavin, have you ever used make up?

Gavin: Never

Tang Chao: He applied make up on his fiancée.

---—---–—---

Agent: Captain Gavin, would you ever drive a Ferris Wheel?

Gavin: What am I? 12?

Tang Chao: He gives his fiancée Ferris Wheel rides whenever she wants and secretly enjoys it.

------—----—

Gavin enters the break room while the squad is reading an article about military men.

Agent: What does it mean "Military men are always horny, because they're away on missions regularly"?

Eli: That's really nonsense, military men can go weeks without their beloved ones.

Yu Li: Funny you say that Lt. Eli.

Eli: How about you hot shots?

Yu Li: My girlfriend is still mad at me, so I have other concerns right now. I'm out.

Rookie: Oh Captain Gavin! How is it with your libido?

All:.... (oh no you didn't)

Gavin: Drill Manager

All: What?

Tang Chao: Don't worry everybody I got this.

Gavin: Tang Chao

Tang Chao: Ready. I already know what you're thinking... Starting this weekend... For 3 days... Non stop... Thirsty... Sleepless nights... Outdoors... Burning hot... Hell... Mission... Volunteer... Tang Chao.

Tang Chao: Wait what?

Gavin: LI Yu, did you transfer the order to the drill manager?

Li Yu: Affirmative.

Gavin: I'm leaving now. You can congratulate this week's lucky winner when I'm gone.

----—----—-----

That's it folks!

I hope you had something like this in mind dear anon ^_^

Masterlist

#wednesdays are for head canons #Military #Special Task force #Stf #mlqc #mlqc gavin #mlqc bai qi #mlqc haku #mlqc baek gi #mr love queen's choice #koi to producer #Mldd gavin #Mldd #mr. love gavin #Headcanons #Teasing gone bad #mlqc eli #Mlqc minor #Mlqc Tang chao

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xumos-hoe · 4 years

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Mlqc boys jealous of boys flirting with Mc

Mmm hot guys fighting over you😌✨💅 hope you enjoy babe❤️

MLQC crew react to MC getting flirted with

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Victor

It happened to be one of LFG’s top executives, who’d attended a conference regarding the annual financial reports

These type of things didn’t concern you, but if Victor hadn’t promised you a dinner date afterwards, you wouldn’t have been waiting in the lobby until the meeting wrapped up.

A swarm of finely dressed businessmen flooded the exit of the conference room—led by none other than the man you were waiting for; marching forward with so much dignity and authority, no one in their right mind could mistake this man as anything besides the CEO.

You raised your hand to wave him over, only to lower it slowly when you realized he was already in deep conversation with someone (other than Goldman).

Goldman was trying his best to keep up with the duo, furiously scratching notes.

The third man was someone that blended in with the environment perfectly—tailored suit, sleek shoes that glimmered with every step, and a handsome face to top it all off (obviously not as handsome as Vic’s but a close second)

It seemed Victor was already aware of your presence because he’s begun to walk towards your exact direction, both Goldman and the stranger following suit.

Goldman is the first to give you a meek greeting, but says nothing more. The conversation reaches a lull as soon all three men have reached you.

“We’ll discuss this in greater depth at the next briefing, but for now, I believe I’m needed elsewhere.”

He makes a subtle gesture towards you, catching the attention of both men—especially the stranger who does a quick double-take when he glances at you.

The stranger’s gaze flitters between you and Victor before landing on you with an out-stretched hand.

“I don’t believe we’ve met before.”

The attractive smile on his face is anything but welcoming. In fact, it puts you off a bit, but you return the gesture anyway

“Ah! I don’t actually work—”

Victor cuts you off swiftly, saving you from the embarrassment of explaining your position.

“MC is the president of a production company LFG is currently funding.“

Remembrance flickers in the man’s eyes. “That must mean you’re the producer of Miracle Finder!”

Before you can say anything more, he takes your hand in his and grins.

“I’ve been a fanatic of your show since I was young—you have no idea how much it means to finally meet you.”

He pauses briefly, taking a few seconds to stare at your more intensely than earlier, before adding: “I didn’t realize the producer of Miracle Finder was such a beautiful, young woman.”

Though you don’t see it, because the stranger has practically blocked Victor from your view—your boyfriend’s perpetually stone-cold expression has hardened into displeasure and annoyance.

And Goldman is looking nervous as fuck.

To say the man’s comments and enthusiasm are uncomfortable is an understatement, but you can’t seem to do more than politely continue to shake his hand and smile.

You almost say something before an arm snakes around your waist and tugs you to Victor’s side.

The sheer strength of his grip gives you absolutely no reason to question his sudden movements.

“And this ‘beautiful woman’ and I were just about to head out for dinner together.”

Victor’s voice dips an octave deeper as it leans close to your ear:

“Weren’t we, MC?”

The blush in your face practically speaks for itself—you nod slowly before Victor calls over his shoulder.

“Goldman, cancel the rest of the today’s agenda.” He gives your side a little squeeze, before dipping down to press a sound kiss to your lips.

“I intend on spending the rest of my day with my partner.”

And suddenly, the two of you are stalking past Goldmab and the executive without another word—thoroughly stomping on the man’s pride along the way.

You don’t need to see it for yourself to know the color has drained from every inch of the his face and he’ll probably be standing in place for a long while...

But a certain something about Victor’s actions felt empowering—the satisfaction that you managed to make one of the most powerful men in the country jealous.

Rather than feel embarrassed, you revel in the sweet feeling and lean into his grasp with every intention to fulfill your boyfriend’s wish of spending the day with you.

Lucien

Whenever jealousy entered the equation, it was typically you who was feeling jealous over the fact that your boyfriend was a natural chick-magnet.

This was the first instance it had ever gone differently, though.

You didn’t care much for his lectures nor the students that attended—you fell asleep more often than you cared to admit and hoped he wouldn’t mind.

Maybe it was your appearance or clothing that had somehow fooled the red headed student beside into thinking you were also a student because he immediately takes that impression after seeing you for the first time.

You had felt a heavy gaze on you during the entire lecture—no doubt coming from the student beside you.

Towards the end of the lecture, just as Lucien was beginning to wrap up, you felt someone tap your arm with a pen.

You turned towards the source of the tapping to find that very student staring back at you fondly.

He slides a tiny piece of paper in your direction, containing a row of digits that spoke for itself.

Instead of accepting his number, you shook your head gently as to say ‘no, sorry’

And you think he’s understood, nodding to himself with a thin smile before taking back the paper. His gaze returns to the front of the room and says nothing more for the rest of the lecture.

6 o’ clock strikes and students begin to file out. You lose track of Lucien amongst the crowd, and rise up from your seat to look for him when an unfamiliar grip pulls you back.

“I haven’t seen you around campus before—are you a student?”

The arm belongs to the redheaded student. You meet his smiling gaze, to find that it feels so much colder than before.

“Ah, I’m sorry, but I’m in a bit of a rush...”

The smile on the student’s face is replaced with an impatient frown before he pulls out the same piece of paper from before.

“Aw, don’t be like that—what’s it gonna take to get a pretty girl’s number?”

You’re almost about to pull your arm back before a third voice interjects:

“For your information, Mr. Lee—she happens to be taken.”

Both you and the student turn to find Lucien observing the situation a few aisles away—but even distance cannot conceal the coldness in his gaze when it flickers towards the redhead: ‘Mr. Lee’

You’re stunned silent by how quickly Lucien makes it to your side, pulling you back himself before snaking a protective arm around your waist.

“I’d appreciate it if you’d refrain from touching my girlfriend—unless you’d rather have campus security interrupt next time.”

If the atmosphere hadn’t been so tense, you would’ve laughed at the expression on the student’s face the moment he made the connection between you and Lucien.

Pure, unadulterated shock and embarrassment.

The glimmer of superiority and danger in Lucien’s gaze juxtaposes the smile on his face as he stares the student down until he leaves the lecture hall entirely.

You breathe a sigh of relief and allow Lucien to walk you out afterwards—just before he pauses by a trash bin to discard of a familiar piece of paper.

As the paper glides to the bottom of the bin, Lucien’s grip on your waist tightens before he whispers something by your ear.

“I realized he was moving on you from the very beginning... If I could help it, butterfly, he’d never have the chance to lay a single finger on you.”

Kiro

You learned to live with Kiro’s favor in the public eye—which came with a barrage of fan girls and thirst tweets that used to bother you in the beginning of you and his’ relationship.

But you were long past that jealousy and learned to even take pride in your boyfriend’s popularity.

Kiro’s label arranged for a collaboration between him and another popular singer that you happened to be a fan of.

You were excited when Kiro first told you the news and begged him to bring you along to the recording studio for a chance to meet the star in person.

Unfortunately—Kiro would soon come to regret this decision as soon as the star seemed to be taking interest in you.

Besides Savin and Kiro’s execs, the nature of you and his’ relationship was relatively clandestine.

It was only expected that the star would also be under the impression the two of you were nothing but business partners.

The star was mostly laid-back and pleasant. But even after the starry-eyed pleasantries and introductions, he couldn’t seem to focus on anything but you.

“It’s pretty inspiring that you’re running a whole production company by yourself.”

You smile timidly as the star stared at you fondly—and all the while, Kiro is mentally seething.

Who the fuck gave pretty-boy the permission to talk to his girlfriend like that? And why’d you seem to be enjoying his company so much?

The final straw is the moment he dips down to whisper something in your ear, but the telltale pink in your face afterwards suggests that it was much more than friendly..

He steps out of the room to compose himself and grab a bottle of water, but when he returns, he’s greeted with the sore sight of the star’s arm around you shoulders.

“Do you happen to be seeing anyone? I doubt anyone as gorgeous as you is still single...”

The unease in your expression is a far-cry from all the excitement it held earlier. You seem to be tripping over words to tell this man that you’re actually very taken without revealing your relationship with Kiro.

And luckily��you don’t need to struggle any longer, because a hopeful hand smacks away the one currently violating your personal space.

“—And too bad she isn’t!”

You’re instantly thrust into Kiro’s embrace, who wraps you safe in his arms. You peer up at his face to find his pupils constricting dangerously and a deep-set frown on his face.

“It’s dangerous to mess with another guy’s girl, so don’t let me catch you touching her again.”

Surprise and irritation is written all over the other man’s face as his gaze flitters between you and Kiro.

He finally lets out a dry laugh and raises his hand in defense.

“Hey man, look—”

Without giving him another second to speak, Kiro turns towards you with a bright grin.

“We have a couple hours before recording starts—how about grabbing a bite before, yeah?”

He pulls you out the studio, slamming the door shut with a bang that resonates throughout the empty corridor—effectively cutting all the previous tension and giving you a chance to feel at ease once more.

Gavin

Birdcop never thought he’d feel jealous over a simple exchange between you and the guy working the counter at clothes store the two of you were currently in.

But there he was!

Originally, he’d offered to drive you to the mall so you could pick up a few outfits—but upon endless insistence, he wound up accompanying you the entire day.

With a heap of clothing in his arms (because of course he offered to carry all of your bags), and you holding nothing but your purse and a drink—the two of you made way to the register to check-out everything.

The only person working was a tall, smiley man that brightened up upon seeing you. He only turned to look towards Gavin once before focusing on you for the rest of the checkout

“Hi. Will this be everything today?”

You smiled and nodded before beginning to open your wallet.

Though you didn’t see it but Gav sure did, the cashier was sneaking in glances at you every so often as he scanned each article of clothing with a smile that was beginning to look anything but pleasant.

He watched the way the stranger’s eyes raked every inch of your appearance, taking advantage of your obliviousness as you searched for your card.

“Ah, this will definitely look great on you! Oh, this too...I believe we just received a shipment of this yesterday...I think I have a couple extra discounts for you!”

You giggled at his attempt to spur conversation until the cashier finally turned towards Gavin—who, all the while, watched the scene play out with a clenched jaw and urge to punch the guy.

“...This your brother?”

oop—

You paused awkwardly and almost corrected him before Gavin slung an arm around your shoulder.

“Nah—her boyfriend.”

The atmosphere turned icy in an instant. Even the cashier’s movements had stilled as the seemingly-perpetual smile on his face became sheepish.

With his free hand, Gavin fished for his own credit card before laying it flat on the counter.

“I’ll pay—and we won’t be needing any discounts.”

The cashier’s shaky movements, along with Gavin’s cold gaze that seemed to be telling the man ‘hurry the fuck up’—you wanted to shrink away from the whole situation and the awkwardness of it all, but a small part of you found it a littleee funny.

The man had finished scanning and bagging everything in the blink of an eye, shoving them in your direction with a mumbly “have a nice day”.

Gavin grabbed all the bags in one swoop without so much as glancing at the cashier, who was already looking anxiously for the next customer.

You scolded Gavin lightly after the two of you had left the store, to which he responded with a defensive: “I didn’t like the way he was looking at you!”

You rolled your eyes and continued to walk with him before mumbling,

“You should’ve at least accepted the discount...”

Shaw

It was a sleazy fucker at the club who thought his comments were actually piquing your interest.

You had to admit that you dolled up a little extra when Shaw invited you out dancing—so you should’ve expected that your boyfriend’s eyes wouldn’t be the only pair on you that night.

He left you on the floor to grab a couple drinks, and the high-energy of the club was beginning to tire you out, so you left to find a place to sit.

There were two empty seats by the bar counter—originally meant for you and Shaw, but it didn’t take long until a stranger swept in to take the seat instead.

His sudden presence caught you off guard, but before you could say anything about the seat being reserved—he shot a grin in your direction.

“Did you come alone, beautiful?”

The way the stranger’s eyes scrutinized your figure put you off immediately.

“Actually, no, but I was saving that seat for someone...”

“If it’s for your friend, then I’m sure they wouldn’t mind if I stole you away for a little.”

The man’s voice lowered slightly, and the sparkle in his gaze spoke for itself.

“Don’t worry, I won’t take long—just saw you dancing earlier and just wanted to say how great you looked...”

A beer bottle slammed by your side before you felt a familiar presence intrude upon you and the stranger.

“It was fucking hot, wasn’t it?”

Tendrils of lavender hair and a piercing, gold gaze caught your eye as soon as Shaw shoved himself between you and the man.

“I was actually just about to tell my girlfriend how good she looked as well.”

You hardly have a second to react before Shaw’s lips crash into yours—earning not only the surprise of the man, but the gaze of several onlookers.

But he didn’t care. Shaw kept on kissing you; thoroughly ravaging every region of your mouth with his tongue—saliva dribbling and teeth clicking until you felt yourself becoming dizzy—as though Shaw were trying to subdue you.

in reality, it was all an attempt to tell the bastard “fuck off my girlfriend”.

He peered over his shoulder while kissing you, making sure the man was long gone before pulling you out of the passionate frenzy.

You were surprised to find that the man was no where to be seen, but Shaw was smiling to himself—adjusting the collar of his leather jacket before downing his drink.

While settling into the barstool by yours, he took quick notice of your wincing as you lightly touched the bite marks on your lips.

You still seem dazed and so thoroughly kissed, he’s honestly pretty impressed with his work.

Clicking his tongue, Shaw leans on the back of his chair before slinging an arm over your shoulder and pressing a sound kiss to your cheek.

“Sorry, doll. But I didn’t want that fucker getting any ideas.”

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stories2you · 2 years

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MASTERLIST

Anime

Mr Love Queen's Choice

Haikyuu

Idolish7

Moriarty the Patriot/Yuukoku no Moriarty

Hypnosis Mic

Genshin Impact

Free! series

Yu-Gi-Oh!

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timelessduet · 3 years

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For Victor: 2nd Entry

I’d like to dedicate this work to @sayumiht, a co-Victor stan who made this suggestion. Hope you like it. <3

Subtle Jealousy

Victor is a serious guy. As a CEO, he exudes intimidating and powerful aura wherever he goes. You can probably say everyone fears respects him. That includes her. But it was only at first.

MC still has high respect for Victor as a boss and investor of her company but things were different now. Before, she was as intimidated and fazed to the CEO of LFG like everyone else. That maybe he was just all business and nothing else. He wouldn’t waste time on nonsensical things especially if it won’t bring him any good or benefit. But now... she doesn’t feel that gap anymore.

It‘s probably because she's the object of his hidden affections and love. At first, he was indeed annoyed and mad at her for doing things wrong or talking back to him. He couldn’t tolerate such behavior. With her though, that he changed. He tried to be more patient and accept such changes to his once constant and uneventful life.

Victor admits he suppressed his feelings for her because he had a promise to fulfill for someone in his past. Who would’ve thought that the person he searched for the longest time was her all along?

The people closest to Victor know he isn’t a vocal person. He never really tells what he’s feeling. No matter who it was. That is until he admitted all his feelings to MC after confirming she also felt the same.

He was adamant to confessing first. It wasn’t because of pride or fear of being rejected. Victor considered her side and what she’d feel if that situation was to happen. Him telling her what he truly felt which was out of his character and her being put in a tight spot. He knew of all people how kind the girl he fell in love was. If anything, she’d give a dumb face out of surprise but in the end smile.

But Victor also thought how it would be in her shoes. He wasn’t the one who’d be dealing with a confession from him. It was her. She’ll have the burden choice whether she’ll accept or reject it. And depending on her decision, she’ll have to face the corresponding repercussions. He was well aware being linked to him meant the scrutiny of the public and everyone at work.

Luckily, she felt the same and they got together. After all those years of waiting, Victor is finally with her. Although there were slight changes after being in a relationship, one thing hasn’t change: he was still unable to convey what he felt into words properly.

Victor: What are you doing? You’ve been texting on your phone for quite awhile now. Don’t even think about complaining to me that you’re feeling dizzy or your head hurts later.

MC is currently on her way to work together with Victor in his car.

MC: Almost done. I’m currently talking to Professor Lucien and asking his advice about the current program we’re doing.

Considering the field of work, Victor understood MC had to meet and talk to different people everyday. Even he had the same thing going on. But he can’t help but feel a sudden distaste upon hearing another man’s name. He kept his eyes on the road but had a change in mood instantly.

Victor: Professor Lucien? You could’ve just come to me for advice.

MC: Huh? Should I ask advice from you regarding a neuroscience topic for a show? You’re being a bit weird today, Mr. CEO. The topic is Professor Lucien’s specialty. Plus I heard from Goldman you have a very busy schedule these past few days so I wouldn’t want to bother you with such matter. It’s all taken care of. Don’t worry.

The girl explained it to him but for some reason that even he couldn’t explain, he was silently becoming more and more irritated. With the looks of it, everyone at work will be his outlet.

Victor: Can you tell me what this is?

Victor said while looking sharply at the department heads. He was already in a foul mood after what happened while going to work and as much as he didn’t want to vent his annoyance to his subordinates, they weren’t being any help.

Department head 1: Sir it’s... we’ll revise the report as soon as possible.

Department head 2: We’re very sorry about this, Sir.

Victor: As you should. Get back to work. You’re all dismissed. Send me the revised report through email by the end of the day.

This wasn’t a great day at all. Victor was used to having tons of work and meetings but today particularly, he felt stressed and fatigued.

Goldman: Sir, MC called and just informed she’d be cancelling her meeting with you today. She said there was a sudden event invitation from her alma mater that she needed to attend to.

For one, Victor didn’t believe in luck. But why did it seem like he was quite unlucky today? He pinched the bridge of his nose before asking his secretary if there were still things he needed to attend to for the day.

Goldman: The last on your schedule for the day is with Miss MC, Sir. Since she cancelled, should we have the teleconference with A Company moved this afternoon instead?

The supposed meeting with MC was business related and her giving him a report but he also considers moments like that as some time off from his busy schedule. But now...

Victor: Don’t change anything. We’ll proceed to having the teleconference as scheduled. I’ll take my leave early so have the car ready.

Goldman was surprised the CEO would leave work very early which was unlike him but he didn’t say a word and did as he was told.

Seeming as to how he’s becoming more and more restless, Victor decided to give her a call. What happened next made him feel like he’s been soaked with freezing cold water.

Gavin: Hello, you’ve called MC’s phone. This is Gavin. I’m taking the call for her since she went for the restroom and left her phone with me. What’s...

Without hearing any further, Victor ended the call. It was rude and very unlike him to do have such behavior considering his professionalism and objective way of doing things but this...

Goldman: Sir, aren’t you going to Loveland High to meet Miss MC?

Victor: Change of plans. I’m tired. Go straight home.

Victor was sure MC wasn’t doing anything unfaithful or of the likes behind his back but what was it he was feeling? It was very unpleasant and foreign to him that he just couldn’t explain.

After reaching his home, Victor did his usual routines and finally rested on the sofa. He wasn’t fond of watching television but since his girlfriend produced tv shows... he bought a tv for the living area. Opening the tv, the program on was an interview with a famous superstar.

Interviewer: I see. This is a question many of your fans are curious about. Can we know what our favorite superstar’s future dream projects are?

Kiro: I think I’ve been able to do many projects thanks to my management and fans. But now, I really really want to have a project produced by MC. MC if you’re listening lets do a program together.

So even this young superstar knows his girlfriend. At this point, he wasn’t surprised. Coming to his senses, Victor thought this was normal. She was a producer earning her own reputation in the industry. He should be happy and proud about it and yet... he can’t keep his emotions in check.

Turning off the tv, Victor let out a sigh. He was lost in thought. Why was he feeling this way? He opened his phone thoughtlessly and flashed was his wallpaper. It was a picture of him and her the day they became official.

The picture was rather candidly taken to say the least. They were both wet after what happened in the pool but because of happiness and the effect of alcohol, she insisted on taking that photo on his phone. It was a selfie of MC’s tipsy self smiling while Victor instead of looking to the camera, had a look of tenderness in his eyes directed to her. There was no doubt that was the happiest day of his life.

With all the things that happened, Victor dozed off on the couch. He woke up to a warm hand intertwined to his.

MC: Victor, you’re up. Sorry... Did I wake you?

Victor: It’s fine. I think I dozed off for a while. What time is it?

MC: It’s 9 pm. I’m sorry about suddenly cancelling our meeting earlier. That was wrong of me. I promise to make up for it by doing whatever you want!

Victor: Dummy, you’re being too loud. It’s already late.

MC: Seems like Mr. CEO is back to his usual self after a good nap on the sofa. You still looked formal while sleeping though. Just a little less intimidating? Hope your back isn’t aching. I did want to wake you and bring you to bed but you seemed so peaceful. I didn’t want to disturb your precious rest.

Victor: Idiot. You were apologizing just now for cancelling a meeting and here you are now blabbering about nonsense.

MC: !

Victor: You said you’d make up for it by doing whatever I want. I want you to just listen to to me and not say anything. I’ll only say or be like this once so listen carefully. Being with you made me into a dummy. You always smile and find meaning in the simplest of things. You’re kind to the point that you’ll unknowingly be taken advantage of. You complain about gaining weight but still heartily eat my cooking. You’re most of the times scared but put on a brave face and stick to your decision until the end. You’re probably the epitome of contradiction to me in every possible way.

Before, I worried how things would be if I told you how I felt. You’d be the object of everyone’s eyes and criticisms. You’d be looked upon differently. The burden of being with me concerned me more than anything else. Who would’ve thought I worried for nothing. You were a dummy who was capable of handling herself without my help or anyone else’s.

You’re probably thinking why is Victor being very outspoken today and if it’s already the end of the world... I know what’s in an idiot’s head that’s why. I felt strange emotions today. At first I couldn’t pinpoint what it was exactly but I think I figured it out. You may be all the things I’ve mentioned MC but you are my equal.

You are the only person who worries me and yet assures me everything is going to be alright. You are the balance in my life I never knew I needed until now.

I’m well aware of the fact that being with me has a lot of weight in it. Still you accepted me without hesitation. I’m sure this idiot will meet people... people far better than me and be fascinated by them. They’ll show or make her realize things I may not be able to. She has so much ahead of her and that I know very well more than anyone else. All I could ever do is wait for her and be the support she needs. She’ll stumble and cry but I hope she knows by the end of the day, she has me.

MC: I’m not sure if this is what I think it is but... is this Victor’s jealous side? Hmm...

Victor: Idiot. Think whatever you like. And didn’t I say you were only suppose to listen and not say a word?

[Author’s Note]: The lines above were supposed to be part of the story but since it kinda affects the speech of our dearest CEO...

Anyways, ahhh I hope I was able to do jealous Vic justice. 😭 He isn’t one to talk his emotions so I hope it still fits his character. What’s it like seeing a jealous LFG CEO? It isn’t the usual, right? Of course, he is Victor Li after all.^^

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janumun · 4 years

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Weathering With You - General NSFW Headcanons (Gavin and Shaw)

Almost two weeks late in dropping these NSFW head-canons for Shaw’s birthday and since it’s in honor of Lightning McFingers’ birthday, I present to you this long and horny retreat for sweet man, Gavin as well.

Tags: body worship, jealousy, vaginal and oral sex, edging, dry humping.

Happy Reading!

Gavin

Your first time with Gavin is a night you have to set the ball rolling.

Regardless of the amount of time you’ve been together (be it two weeks or two years), Gavin would never ask you to sleep with him unless he was absolutely sure you were ready to take the next step in your relationship.

The two of you often find yourselves in each other’s arms; inquisitive fingers rushing across the other to touch and hold. Gavin is intent on mapping and memorizing each and every single one of your reactions.

How the swipe of his tongue against the seam of your lips makes you shiver in his grasp, the way your fingers sink into and tug at his hair asking for more. The way your breasts press, impossibly soft, against the hard planes of his heaving chest. Gavin is here to commit to memory each and every single response: what makes you feel good, what makes you melt within his arms. Every. Single. Thing.

Sweet kisses transforming into sultry make-out sessions.

The two of you hot and bothered, hands threaded within and tugging at those impossibly soft locks, limbs entwined as you grind your fully clothed pussy against the ridge within Gavin’s pants. Low groans escaping into your mouth at the stimulation and you’re here, empty and aching for him before Gavin stills your hips. Damp lips drawing back from yours with a soft smooch and you’re mesmerized by the sight of his lips: swollen and glistening with the way you’d been kissing him moments earlier.

Gavin breaking the spell with a resigned pull of those lips into a smile, “We should stop for today.” Pressing his mouth against your temple in a chaste kiss before he climbs off of you entirely, immediately leaving you bereft of his warmth, unable to gather words to call him back to you.

Enduring weeks of similar back-and-forth before you finally decide to pitch the ball into his court and let him decide. You’re ready and if he is too —

Guiding Gavin’s lips back to yours, just as he moves to withdraw after having seen you back to your front door after one particular date night.

Your lips are fervent as they move against his; almost as desirous as the assured hands you feel trailing across your back to pull you closer into him. The need to breathe is what finally wrenches you apart, chests heaving against each other’s.

Gavin‘s a hot mess. Pupils blown wide, hair mussed — painting a sexy picture, only God knows how he manages to maintain — thanks to the conquest of your fingers. Mouth wet and slightly parted… before it curves into a loving smile. The blush barely dusting his cheeks is difficult to discern under the defective flickering light in the hallway. But you know it’s there after your particularly steamy kiss.

If you’ve learned to read him even the slightest bit over the course of your relationship, you know the thumbs slipping across either sides of your hips in tentative, delectable circles - leaving heat to spark and bloom at your very core - are clear signs of his reluctance to let go of you.

Letting himself feel you for as long as you allow him before he bids you farewell, leaving you with another night and a serious case of blue ovaries.

Not tonight if you can help it.

You finally throw the question out there and the prolonged silence that follows has you doubting all your plans and thoughts before Gavin swipes your mind clean of everything except for the feeling of plush lips that press against yours, until you’re both walking back into your apartment, unwilling to let go of each other.

His hands are everywhere all at once: gentle fingers carding through the strands of your hair, worshiping hands that cup and squeeze around the shape of your breasts. Your nipples hardening beneath the cups of your bra to feel the heat of his caressing thumbs, even over your clothes. Your resulting moan swallowed up by his eager mouth.

It’s not until you blindly stumble back into furniture within your still dark apartment, does Gavin hoist you up and into his arms. Striding towards your room in quick, purposeful steps even as you refuse to let his mouth stay idle.

Trapped in between the comfort of cool sheets beneath and his hard, unyielding body above, your heart does an odd pitter-patter before it stumbles altogether over its own beats when Gavin’s lips, reassuring and gentle, press against your forehead.

Clear brown eyes meet yours, the love in them so overwhelming; your breath catches in your throat at the sheer intensity of it before Gavin asks you once more, lifting your palms and folding a kiss into the skin apiece, “Are you sure about this?”

And when you nod, it’s as if it’s him who has been granted a great gift — a tender smile pulling across his face — instead of you who gets to love and cherish this amazing man for the entire night.

Meticulous and attentive in his ministrations; his fingers thrust and scissor into you, coax wetness to spill abundant onto pastel sheets.

You’ve never been this aroused, never ached this terribly for a man and a sigh of relief, unbidden, leaves your mouth when at last, Gavin slides his cock into you, filling you up just as you’ve wanted for so, so long.

Gavin’s style of lovemaking relies heavily on bodily worship.

The man likes to take his time during foreplay. Never one to rush; no matter how his lust begs him to take you right that instant. Gavin enjoys witnessing pleasure as it blooms unfettered across your face as much as he enjoys being inside you.

Pink tongue sweeping a path across moist lips before he moves to capture a nipple in between, tongue swirling across the puckered flesh as he sucks it into his mouth. Your body arches against the sensation of Gavin’s lips and fingers, teeth sinking into the plush of your lower lip as you attempt to regulate the sounds issuing from your lips without restraint.

You’re so incredibly wet; you hear the obscene squelch of your arousal as Gavin’s fingers sink into you. Drawing out moisture to drag across your clit until you’re moaning for him to take you.

Gavin is rarely assertive, tending to avoid ‘foisting’ his desires onto you but when your Officer gets jealous…

The way the LFG CEO offers a crooked elbow for you to take. Dark eyes following your movements, the subtle stretch of a smile Victor thinks he hides well despite the bite in his words. calling you an idiot as you stumble in your high heels. The arms that come around your waist to steady — the final nail in this coffin, scattering Gavin’s rationality and self-control to the winds — before your boyfriend can move forward, much to his chagrin.

The only thing left for Gavin to do is watch as you accompany Victor as his ‘business date’ to an official gathering; a celebrity event he volunteered to stand guard for; his cover as a Loveland Police Department’s Officer—

The cheek you left your kiss against before you parted ways, feels cools to the touch as gloved digits try and chase the phantom heat from your lips, long gone. An indescribable emotion, intense and turbulent gathering form within Gavin to watch how Victor keeps you close to his side, the careful way he guides you across the dance floor and the blood Gavin bites back to see you within the arms of another. He’s at his limit.

Sweeping you away from the throng of guests you excuse yourself from, you find yourself pinioned into a shadowed alcove by Gavin’s strong body, away from prying eyes.

Heated lips and pulsing tongue working against your neck in between short bursts of breath as if Gavin’s trying to reign in control — a task he’s miserably failing at.

Possessive hands he hooks around your hips to propel you against him and you moan to feel the hard ridge of his arousal grinding against your mound.

Gavin’s hardly sparing you breaths in between the sultry kisses you two exchange, tongue meeting yours in aggressive strokes. No words are exchanged and you’re pressed in place, unwilling to let go, under that fiery gaze; lust and jealousy sharpening his arousal to a keen edge.

You rarely see this unbridled side of him but you can’t bring yourself to tamp down the gush of wetness it floods in between your legs to witness him in this manner.

Gavin adores the way you look. It doesn’t matter whether you fit into society’s conventional standards of beauty or not; whether you’re short or tall, whatever your skin color, your proportions — Gavin has loved you from the moment he witnessed the girl with the low, side ponytail, dashing across the street in her soaked blazer.

Has loved the delicate fingers that danced across the piano keys while he listened on in silence from outside the music room’s window; hidden among the foliage of his usual gingko tree.

And he loves them still as he watches them card through those silken locks he so loves to bury his face against once he’s inside you — your digits combing through and undoing the careful braid you’d put up for the night as you sit in front of the vanity. Reaching for your make-up wipes as you carefully peel away the layers you put on to face the world: his confident and beautiful girlfriend.

Gavin always finds you stunning but the thought of him being a person you’re comfortable enough with, to let your hair down and... just relax; completely devoid of the masks you don on in public — both physical and emotional — shed to reveal you to his sight alone.

And when you meet his eyes in the mirror and catch him watching you… the blush, that smile spreading radiant enough across your face, your eyes crinkle at the corners in your happiness as you ask him to tie your hair up for you.

Overwhelming love and desire within him rising to a crescendo as he moves to stand behind you. Careful fingers sinking into your hair as he moves to tie it up. His lips pressing against the crown of your head, trailing down; soft kisses left into the crook of your neck as you shiver within his embrace.

Your hands guiding his against your breasts, your stomach… further down underneath your skirts as you ask for more. Gavin is helpless to resist.

Gavin has never been one for jokes; ribbing just not something he finds amusement in.

Until you.

You see how Gavin attracts the female populace at your work place; the sheer number of eyes that follow him whenever your boyfriend drops in for a visit.

Leather clad fingers reaching to remove his helmet; a hand he runs through those soft, mussed locks to make himself presentable before dismounting his bike. Long, purposeful strides he takes towards you. Those keen amber eyes that stay fixated on yours, a barely discernible smile pulling the corners of his mouth to catch sight of you. Your breath catches in your throat just as the countless, woeful sighs rising from your surroundings to be blessed by the sight of the ‘Boss’ Hot Cop Boyfriend.’

It’s as if Gavin doesn’t even realize the extent of his own destructive sensuality.

And your insistence upon letting him know just how gorgeous he is — multiple times — often spills a blush:, faint but sure, across his cheeks.

And when you do so in bed—

Gavin is pulling you under him; that beautiful body exposed to your sight alone and the red flares hotter across your cheeks now. The corner of his mouth pulling into a handsome smile, rendered even more devastating by the amusement put in it by the knowing twinkle in his eye. Flattered by the absolute knowledge of his effects on you.

Your mind is completely gone by the time he pulls your hands across his broad chest, fingers brushing against the firm pebbling of his nipples on their way down his torso. Mapping across his abdominal ridges. Tracing each perfectly toned line and dip. Down, down until your fingers wrap around the length of his cock and you moan to feel how hard his desires leave him for you. This beautiful man; yours alone.

And when you stroke his cock, Gavin’s dipping towards you; eager mouth parting yours to let his tongue taste hot against yours. You’re intoxicated.

Shaw

Romantic entanglements have never held any particular meaning for Shaw.

The emotional intricacies of sex incomprehensive; almost foolish in his eyes. Extending no farther than the physical pleasure he derives from it. Sex has always been more of a need that requires fulfillment — the same as food or water — for Shaw. The ‘wham bam thank you ma’am’ policy is the one he holds true to.

He’s not ignorant enough to believe love does not exist in between individuals; rather, he accepts that ‘love’, no matter how celebrated and strong, does not last. Fading into indifference — if not hate — until nothing remains of it. That belief stems from his perception of human nature. Their emotions at any given moment; are transient and will not last—

—is what he considers true. Until he meets you.

Indeed, Shaw has never been one to dally during the act of sex. No kisses exchanged in affection, no attachments nurtured (at least, not from his side); it’s almost a cold, calculated sort of union despite all his facetious energy in bed. But with you, it’s different. Somehow important. The pieces he does not yet possess, of a rather disconcerting puzzle.

Shaw likes to take his time with you. When you two have sex, Shaw finds himself enjoying your body’s reaction to his touches, much to his initial surprise.

When Shaw has you in bed with him — those skilled fingers and mouth are constantly busy mapping their path across your body. Plucking a myriad of responses from you, as deft as the work of his digits across the bass when Shaw is up on stage.

The way your nipples pebble into erect tips, begging for his attentions when he releases his mouth from around the wet nubs. Your breasts when they tremble with the intensity of your arousal; struggling for every single breath in between moans of his name. When a blush spills fast and wide across your chest to voice your desire to have him in between your legs; even as your fingers twitch and thread through lavender strands to drag that infuriating smile down to where you want it.

Has he ever held a woman this attractive underneath him?

He isn’t quite sure, although he’d never breathe a word of how you leave him incredibly hot and aroused.

The soft parts of you are what Shaw likes to sink into — burying face, teeth and fingers into yielding places.

Nosing and biting along your thighs, your ass; the feel of your skin in between ravenous teeth. The grin that tugs to hear the sounds he wrenches from you, the desperate claw of digits into the sheets to hold yourself grounded but Shaw is here to let you know: your efforts are futile in the face of his desires.

But what he truly enjoys is when you let him bury his face into the supple flesh of your breasts. The size of them hardly matters when what he truly finds an almost… sense of comfort in, is your scent. The feeling of being surrounded by you, your heart beating steady beneath his lips.

It also lets the man conceal unwanted emotions that flit across his face, in rare moments of vulnerability. The attachment he feels toward you, this sense of belonging. Feelings he’s not yet ready to pick through, although you are lovers… after a fashion.

And when you try to pry (deeper) into his mind, his heart; Shaw is turning his head to bite at your breasts, pulling a gasp from you. Distracting you with nips and kisses as his fingers find your opening once more to dive into your wet warmth.

Despite how you find the man an enigma; a capricious bird in flight — every now and then, you discover just how lucid Shaw’s emotions can be. Readily expressed through gestures and giveaways you might’ve turned a blind eye to earlier in your relationship.

In contrast to his surface deep insouciant attitude; sarcastic, flippant smiles thrown your way, it irks Shaw to see the extent of your care and affections for those four men in your life.

Like an itch he’s not able to completely banish. A constant feeling of simmering displeasure to see you throw yourself into the jaws of danger time and again, without a single thought for your own safety to save these men who have been by your side far, far longer than he has.

Disquieting emotions he’s usually able to tamp down… far out of reach but that tight fisted control does not hold when he finds Gavin standing tall as the object of his jealousy.

You’ve always been far softer — your smiles easily given in Gavin Bai’s presence.

The thought sparking bitter across his veins until it manifests in barely smothered, sour possession. Ferocious, frenzied bites — marking you as his own — sinking into your skin wherever he can reach, cock pounding into you over and over until it is his name that leaves your quivering lips in lust and desire.

During such moments, he’s unusually quiet, choosing to stay that impudent tongue instead of hurling gibes at you. The only sounds in the room of your moans and Shaw’s harsh pants; his actions, however, are anything but tranquil. The intensity of his emotions impossible to ignore, although he does not realize how you read him. The unrest within Shaw manifesting in cool, white streaks of electricity rending the skies; bringing down an onslaught of storms and thunder. Your screams he swallows; lost within the hot moisture of his mouth and drowned beneath the raging torrents outside.

Nothing turns Shaw on more than to see how you react to his words; his provocations.

Shaw lives and loves to tease; his goading testing the limits of even a good, little saint like you.

The expressive raise of an eyebrow. A reprimanding slap across his bicep…. or when he pushes hard enough, a smart clap-back you deliver with a roll of those eyes, that has the grin on his face spreading wider and the cock within his pants turning harder.

When he stretches your patience (and frustrations) far too thin in bed; the decisive hook of your ankles around his waist to pull, letting the slide of his throbbing cock send delicious sparks skidding down your spine before you clench out, all niceties shed — “Put your cock in me before I do it myself you infuriating ass.”

Shaw has always had a healthy sexual appetite; as is the norm for a young, hot-blooded male like him. A one-night stand here. Catching up with and finding himself tangled within the sheets of an old sex friend there.

But meeting you seems to amp that switch higher within — every single word, every inane action seeming to flare that desire within him to uncomfortable heights.

Shaw is insatiable when it comes to sex with you.

The lazy, almost endearing way you put your hair up and out of the way into a top-knot. Specs too big for your face sliding down the bridge of your nose as you push them up with an impatient index.

The slow gyrations of your hips to the music on your phone as you whip up lunch in the kitchen; standing in front of a boiling pot of water for your ramen. The curves of your ass enticing enough that he’s reaching to pull you flush against him, impish laughter sending hot plumes of breath against your reddening ears and when you gasp with the tug of wicked teeth on your earlobe — Shaw is grinding his rapidly hardening arousal against the ridge of your ass, asking if you’re ready to let him have his meal yet.

And when your skin’s ruddy and enticing beneath the cup of his fingers, completely naked on his bed. The rise of your ass as you press back against the dripping head of his cock. Flushed cheeks lifting into a devious grin you angle his way, over your shoulder. Asking him if he’s ready yet to have a taste of these cheeks.

Shaw is ruined. Cock throbbing. Mouth dry and parted in horny shock. Pink tongue running slow and sensual across the arc of his lips. A feral light sparks within devious, amber eyes before he sweeps down, burying face and teeth into the swell of your ass. Nipping and biting generous across your skin until you moan out loud.

Shaw is pulling back, the sight of your skin marked beautiful in red... he can hardly hold himself back any longer. Long fingers taking hold of his cock, pumping slow and savoring, before he guides it in between the soft flesh of your thighs. Instructing you to tighten up for him and when you do, thrusting in between the space you’ve allowed for him, just him.

You’re so fucking sexy.

Frankly speaking, Shaw finds an easy target in you for his amusing (not very much so for you) tricks and deceptions.

A novel bait; you often jump at opportunities to show him who’s the boss around — not often realizing in your vexation how this Sly Sha(w)rk sets the stage for you to lose.

“Not giving up yet then?” A tickled sound; the flash of teeth in a grin that sets your jaw tight in frustrated arousal. A colorful string of words just at the tip of your tongue before you’re interrupted once more with the press of long, tapered digits deep against that one spot that almost sends you hurtling towards your release but — you hold on. Again. Not willing to give him the pleasure of seeing you lose the bet by meeting your end.

Clamping down on his fingers hard enough to hear the squelching sounds of your arousal ring loud within your ears. You flush. And the bastard above you is not ready to let go of this opportunity.

“Do you hear yourself? God, you’re so erotic, baby.” He pumps his fingers into you in a slow sort of torture, thumb brushing just shy of your sensitive clit. “You wanna know what else gets me harder for you?” Shaw leans in deliberately, lavender strands brushing a soft path against the crest of your cheek before his breath brands hot at your ear. His voice, equally silken; the Devil’s strings — “The feeling of your tight, wet cunt when it clenches around my cock as you come.”

And you’re a goner once more; filthy words sending you hurtling towards an orgasm vehement enough you see stars.

End Notes: Thank you for reading!

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yourssinfullyquiche · 3 years

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Coffee Anyone?

Had a period of writer's block. So I avoided writing anything for fear it would be subpar.

And suddenly a few days ago, a random idea struck me while I was dragging myself out of bed —

The boys as types of coffee!

I hope you coffee lovers enjoy this. If you don't like coffee, it's okay, I don't too. So, I'm wondering how this idea came about to me😐

WC: 551

Beta: Quiche

As always thank you @playheej for being my trusted advisor❤️

Warning: Coffee...espresso espresso espresso.

I hope it's caffeinated to your liking.

Enjoy!

Gavin

Macchiato.

Essentially espresso combined with steamed milk.

Fairly traditional and may symbolize a reserve character — seems like Gavin.

Macchiato isn’t as smooth and creamy as a cappuccino or a frappuccino but it’s not as strong as the flavour of an espresso.

Similar to how Gavin’s not as smooth and cheerful as Kiro but he's also not sharp like Victor.

Instead his presence is of a gentle sweetness that surrounds you.

He is affectionate and tender only to the person he sets his eyes upon yet he’s bold and strong when the circumstances demand him to be (especially when his loved ones are involved).

Just like how the sweetness of the steam milk does not wholly remove the intensity of the espresso but creates a delicate taste.

Victor

Espresso.

Shouldn’t be hard to understand why:

Made from finely ground, extra-dark beans which are pressurized in a machine to produce only one shot.

But a highly concentrated shot.

It’s exclusive, robust, sharp, straightforward and unclouded which is everything Victor.

To me, Victor is elegant, frank and intelligent in the way he carries himself. He may come off wrongly to some. He says things plainly without hesitation.

But don’t forget that although espresso is bitter, it’s deemed healthy.

To me that reminds me of his harsh remarks that carry a touch of gentleness.

He doesn’t sugarcoat words in order to feed you fantasies, instead he ensures that his candid words and actions prevent you from being swallowed by a tunnel of troubles.

Lucien

Matcha Espresso.

My initial thought was this because matcha reminds me of calmness and peace

It’s also an acquired taste which for me symbolizes how his mysterious personality appeals to one.

Not all may love it but some really do.

Coupled with espresso, it carries an astute aura.

Lucien may not say things as harshly as Victor but his words can catch one off guard especially when it’s masked with a nonchalant poise.

However his mysterious personality can also be regarded as pockets of surprise throughout the story, as such I thought of:

Spiced coffee.

Spices are subtle yet they add a little kick to the coffee.

Kiro

Caramel Frappuccino!!!

Ice blended, milky creamy coffee with buttery caramel sauce drizzled throughout the layers.

Extremely high in sugar.

Caramel sweetness reminds me of Kiro because of his unrestrained sweetness.

Kiro radiates vibrancy and just like the sunshine, his presence lights everyone up from having a dim day.

Like when flowers bloom excitedly when touched with a dash of sunbeam.

Just like Kiro, a caramel frappuccino makes one blissful and overcomes you with a sudden burst of energy.

Also, frapps are just an excuse to savour creamy ice cream, and Kiro definitely loves indulging in all things sugar.

Does Savin allow Kiro to drink them often?

All we know is that Kiro is a master at sneaking.

Bonus: Helios

Caramel Frappuccino Affogato-Style.

Since Helios is an alter ego of Kiro, there’s still the “Kironess” in him, hence the caramel frappuccino.

With a steaming shot of bitter espresso poured over the creamy golden caramel frapp, it melts the exterior creating a marbling effect — akin to the intertwining personalities of Helios and Kiro.

With its bold flavour, the espresso cuts through the sweetness of the frapp.

Similar to how Helios’ personality severs from Kiro’s.

A/N: Thank you for reading!😚 I'm drowning in WIPs — I'll do my best to get them out T^T

Thank you also to Google, I couldn't have done this without you and the chart, Play.

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among-starz · 3 years

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Can we have the mlqc boys as dads

I'm gonna be honest with y'all, I was very hesitant about writing this one because I cannot see myself ever having kids in the future, and putting myself in the shoes of someone with kids is kinda difficult. But, somehow, I managed to write something I really don't hate, so enjoy!

MLQC/MLDD boys as dads

Gavin

-Initially very lenient with his kids.

-His father wasn’t a good man, and he doesn’t want to be anything like him.

-Only when one of his kids gets into a small skirmish at school over a swing does he realize that, while he shouldn’t be harsh like his father, he also shouldn’t let his kids do whatever they want.

-He knows what it’s like to be a violent kid, and that’s another thing he doesn’t want for his kids.

-His kid gets punished for the fight, and Gavin starts dishing out more punishments, but only when necessary.

-When you two have your first child, he immediately gives up going on missions in favor of becoming either a standard city police officer, or someone who does work behind the scenes.

-He wants to be as present in his children’s life as possible, and that means he can’t up and leave unexpectedly for days, maybe even weeks at a time.

-Will definitely want to play all sorts of sports with his kids, but if they’re more into arty activities, he’ll try to join in, even if he’s horrible at it.

-Is the dad to coach his kid’s little league team

-If they want to, he will let his kids dress him up to their liking “Daddy’s a princess now!”

-Kept the star lamp he bought on the furniture city date and puts it in the kid's room.

-Flies the kids around a bit, much to your horror “Gavin! Get down here now!” “Higher daddy! Higher!”

The rest of the boys are under the cut :)

Kiro

-Dad jokes galore.

-“Hi hungry, I’m dad!” “Dad, shut up.”

-As soon as you tell him you’re pregnant, he’s stepping down from the spotlight.

-He knows what it’s like to grow up with thousands of eyes watching his every move, and he doesn’t want that for his kids.

-Will probably do freelance coding work from home.

-Stay at home dad!!

-Gonna be honest, probably let himself go a bit did anyone say dad bod?

-Don’t get me wrong, he still works out and keeps himself in okay shape, but without the whole world watching and Savin breathing down his neck, he’s allowed a little more freedom the extra pudge is a good pillow anyways, I’m not complaining.

-When his kids start school, he may be tempted to change his legal name so no one treats his child any differently.

-Will do anything so his child can grow up normally.

-Packs the best lunches for his kids. Like those cute bento boxes with cute, themed picks and sandwiches cut into fun shapes.

-He can put his foot down when he needs to, but he usually feels really bad about it.

-Constantly singing and playing music to his kids, you’ll play the piano, he’ll play the violin, and the kids will sing to their heart's content.

-Will enthusiastically watch their concert put on in the basement, will cry, and demand an encore.

Victor

-Harsh dad.

-He’s a complete tsundure to his partner, no way is that changing too much when he has a kid.

-Despite that, he always puts his kid before his work. Your kid has a soccer game while he’s supposed to be on a business trip? He’s sending a representative in his place.

-And will make time in his busy schedule to play with his child, anything from playing in the yard to letting his kid pretend he’s a pony is fair game.

-Cooks the best food but is a little annoyed with the picky pallet of a child “I’m not putting ketchup on your eggs and that’s final.”

-Will relent when his kid refuses to eat, but cringes at their every bite.

-Doesn’t say I love you often, but when he does it’s so full of emotion his kids know he means it.

-Is less shy when dishing punishments than Kiro and Gavin, but never gives unfair punishment.

-He knows his kids are growing up in a privileged household and will instill the actual worth of money in them so they don't go into adulthood thinking everyone can just up and fly to Dubai.

-Is pretty strict when it comes to grades but encourages his child to take the classes that interest them.

-Isn’t about to try and dictate what his child does with their life, not matter what they end up doing he’ll be proud.

Lucien

-When you give birth, his work habits don’t change much.

-The only thing is, when work can be done at home, he’ll likely bring it home.

-He usually has a lot of paperwork to do and, if he were to do it all at work, he’d never be home.

-Best tutor in the world.

-Will help his child with any homework they have, is the king of helping them with their science fair projects. “No, you’re not making a baking soda volcano.”

-Is pretty strict about grades too, like Victor, but since he’s always there to help with homework/studying grades probably won’t be too much of an issue.

-He’s pretty much involved in every hobby his kids might want to pick up I mean, photography, painting, reading, I wouldn’t be surprised if this man learned to build rockets in his free time

-Is very open to sharing his hobbies with his kids, and on the off chance they want to try something he doesn’t know how to do, he’ll be right there learning beside them. “Dad I wanna skateboard,” Lucien, in all the skater boy attire, “Way ahead of you.”

-Doesn't like punishments, is much more into lectures about why what they did was wrong, and trying to figure out why they did that.

-His child will grow up very emotionally mature.

-Punishment is the last resort, and his kids know they really fucked up when they get grounded.

-Is at every game or event of his child’s. 100% the embarrassing parent yelling his kid’s name. “Daaaad, please never do that again.” Sorry, but he will be doing that again.

Shaw

-Does not want kids.

-Will adopt a few weird animals like a lizard and a ferret and call himself their daddy, but that’s about it.

-Kids are loud, smelly, and gross, no way does he want to go within 10 feet of one of those fuckers.

-If you really want kids, Shaw isn’t your best option.

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beneathashadytree · 3 years

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VICTOR LI: A-Z FLUFF HEADCANONS (PART 2)

Warnings : slightly suggestive in some parts (nothing descriptive), this is not proofread, reader is gender neutral!

Genre : even more tooth-rotting fluff, a dash of hurt/comfort if you squint a bit

Word count : 5.5K words

Additional notes : This is the A-Z fluff headcanons thingie, but since Tumblr has a paragraph limit (grrr), I was forced to split it into two parts. This is part two, from letters N to Z.

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Masterlist

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

• To most normal people, having someone call you a dummy, an idiot, or a fool would be considered a major insult---and normally, that would indeed be the case.

• But to Victor, whose voice always takes on a teasing, affectionate, almost-helpless tone when he does call them these names, they're his own personal terms of endearment. He finds it adorable how they always try to bite back at him and match his seemingly-vitriol words, and how they progressively become fond of his name-calling. He really means them no harm, after all. And if ever they did take offense to it, he'd immediately stop poking fun at them, no questions asked.

• He isn't always a terrible tease though, sometimes his words take on a much heavier, gentler intent. And it's at times like these that he can't hide how absolutely smitten he is, be it by the loving voice he'd taken on or by the overwhelmingly intimate name itself.

• When he falls, he falls hard. And that's the only viable explanation as to why his gentlemanly ways are evident in the pet-names he chooses.

• "My love" "darling" "sweetheart" tumble from his lips like a prayer he reminds himself to say daily---only it's not as much of a chore, since he says them with abandon; like they're the last words he'd ever utter. Sometimes, he even wishes that they really would be his final mutterings.

• And these loving nicknames never cease to cause their heart to flutter, especially once paired with the doting look his eyes have taken on. They scream every single word he has trouble voicing to express his unshakable emotions (Victor you tsundere).

• Often enough, he'll shorten their name without even noticing that he'd called them that. It was incredibly soft; the way he'd smiled sweetly while absent-mindedly calling them with a mono-syllable version of their name. Often, the same name would slip into the bedroom, when he's lost in the throes of pleasure---though, in all honesty, he'd much rather call them his love as a reminder of just how meaningful this moment is, wrapped around each other as their bodies find the same enthralling rhythm.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

• Victor's poker-face is his own signature thing; can't have the CEO of LFG without a completely blank expression that never slips!

• His job and profession demand that he deals with everything with directness and little to no emotions attached, or else he'd be forced to face consequences for years down the line.

• When Victor falls in love however, it seems that he's become more pliant. While his dummy might not yet be aware of his growing affections, everyone else seems to have caught on.

• After all, it was impossible to turn a blind eye to the way his eyes visibly lit up with a certain shine to them without seeming too eager; how the lines on his face seemed less taught and his edges more softened; how deep chuckles escaped him in their presence; how he was less likely to snap at his team when they blundered after they'd paid his office a visit.

• Even the most mundane every-day events he'd looked past before felt much more appreciated now. Wanting to share these moments with a certain producer sent his heart into a frenzy and drew a smile on his lips.

• He wasn't an outright sap, nor a fool in love; as a matter of fact, all aforementioned signs might seem rather silly and insignificant to most people, but to those who work underneath the unpopular boss, they're damn near losing their minds. Is the end of the world nearing? Has the sun risen from the west already?

• But no, it hasn't; Victor Li is just very much in love with the 22 year-old who'd ensnared his heart. And in his own way, he makes sure to show it.

• While he might not be that big on verbal affection or anything too sickly sweet, his point comes across very clear in other love languages.

• Needless to say, he'd drop whatever is in his hands in a heartbeat if it meant spending time with the person he dedicates everything to. Whether they need assistance, or they cheerfully invite him for a fun day out, or all they crave is just his calming presence, he'll willingly bend the rules of time and space for them to find him by their side.

• He'd never ever leave them wanting. Window-shopping is an impossible feat to accomplish around him, because the very moment he notices his love's eyes drifting off to the side, whatever they'd wandered to look at instantly becomes theirs.

• And when they grumble about how they now have to compensate for a lot of things he'd bought, he begins to buy them increasingly heartwarming (and ridiculously expensive) gifts for no apparent reason. No excuse given aside from, "It reminded me of you, dummy."

• He might be busier than he'd hoped he'd be with them, but there is no doubt that he'd cross oceans and dimensions just to have them by his side.

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

• He's a man that couldn't give two fucks less about what others think---and time and time again he's proven that to his s/o. No amount of hatred or scrutiny directed his way could ever deter him.

• However, he's a man who values privacy very much. It isn't exactly because of him being the infamous CEO Li; he just firmly believes that whatever intimacies shared between them ought to remain sacred and between just them both.

• In clarification, he doesn't brag about his significant other in the normal sense. Instead, he resorts to escorting them to events that showcase their incredible talents---an award show, an international premiere, or a gala they'd MCed. That way, his prideful smirk and sharp eyes would need no explanation or interpretation, aside from the fact that this ridiculously successful and brilliant person was all his, and he theirs.

• If media outlets were to find out by themselves one way or another (the damned paparazzi nearly always weasled into their lives to pry information from behind the bushes), Victor wouldn't even bother dispelling rumors.

• He's a rather brash man; forgive him if he seems dismissive. He really isn't; he just doesn't see what the big fuss is all about. However, once official steps in their relationships are made, he forces Goldman to go through the hell of releasing public statements through the PR Department that clarify just exactly what is going on (engagement news, wedding declarations, possible heirs to his empire... etc.).

• In public, when the chance arises, he never shies away from softly placing his lips over theirs, a gentle notion to show just how proud he was of being their lover, without doing anything too extreme or improper. If his s/o happens to become slightly needier and clingier, he usually entertains them in avoidance of growing sadness from their end---but, all within the limits of public decency! He's a refined man of high status, after all, even if one seems to forget that with the way his eyes shine with adoration at their antics.

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

• While some might call him emotionally constipated, Victor is actually a very empathetic and compassionate man whose thoughtfulness knows no limits. Rest assured, this man can enter a room where his darling is seated and understand within seconds how they're feeling at the moment, just by glancing at their posture, observing the creases on their usually-smiling face, and every single movement of theirs, starting from their fingertips to their eyelashes.

• This comes in very handy when his lover struggles with expressing how they feel, words failing them as they just can't articulate the point they're trying to get across. Some days, they simply find no energy in them to even bother explaining themselves, wanting nothing more than to burrow in the warmth of his chest in bed.

• And at times like these, he almost seems to possess telepathic powers, with the way he instantly gets just how they're feeling, reacting in the way he deems best. This incredible ability of his makes it wonderfully easy for the producer to open up to him.

• After all, how can they not; with the way his eyes gently flit over their body curled up against him, intently gazing at them as they speak, reacting every now and then to show his engagement, and offering input whenever he feels it's ok to do so. Having Victor Li devote his entire existence to someone translates into him being the damn best listener there could possibly be.

• This never fails to encourage his significant other to speak up with whatever is on their mind and be unfailingly honest---a far cry from the crippling intimidation they felt the first while they'd known each other, don't you think?

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

• Dear God, if anyone is a sap when in love, it certainly is Victor. He's possibly one of the most romantic individuals in all of Loveland City, should they ever decide to create a list like that. He'd probably even rank somewhere in the top 10 spots too, despite the grand population.

• He has a rather old-fashioned, idealistic image of love in his brain. It's what he yearns for and it's difficult to convince him of otherwise. After all, he's always wanted what he's read about in classic novels in the passing, and he'll be damned if he won't try to have something even better with the fool he's fallen for.

• But rest assured, he isn't living in some sort of Utopia in his head; he knows damn well that love is a rocky road and there will be occasions when they might stumble and fall. He's idealistic in the sense that he believes in the purity and power of everlasting love, not in the sense that he's foolish enough to think there'll be no conflicts at all.

• His romantic mentality means that he'll stop at nothing to please his s/o. And while it might seem stupid or silly to others, he knows his little glutton loves nothing more than eating his food, with a particular affinity for his pudding.

• For Victor, it might even count as an individual love language all by itself. Nothing gives him greater joy than seeing them sitting on the kitchen island, munching happily on a snack in one of his shirts as they watch him cook. He always does a wonderful job of it, the kitchen soon filling with mouthwatering aromas, but his eyes often dart to his lover who was dangling their legs as he roasted duck and fried eggplants and sautéed vegetables and---oh no, what were they doing?! This was absolutely disgusting and unsanitary, they must get off immediately---

• After each specially made dish that leaves nothing to be desired, he always hands them a bowl of sweet pudding that seems more of an "I love you" than anything, what with the way his mouth curved up softly as he set the dessert down in front of his eager sweetheart.

• While he does love showering them in gifts and the occasional tender words of affirmation, he prefers to work his way to their heart through their stomach---and it has proven to be quite effective, he might add.

• Typically, he does a mix of both cliché and creative things---after all, some things like a candlelit dinner no longer count as cheesy when he's flying them halfway across the world to dine in a classy rotating 5-star restaurant on the top floor of a ridiculously tall tower. The man has the cash, and he will absolutely spoil his darling whenever he feels he wants to (which is all the time, honestly).

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

• If Victor wasn't as helpful and attentive as he is, he probably would've never bonded with the producer in the first place. After all, they burst through his door with rock-hard determination, but with little to no clear goals and plans set in stone---which he knew, with his own years of experience, would spell failure.

• Despite that, he saw the sheer will-power they possessed and understood that their potential was much greater than they showed---and that was more of an encouragement for him than anything to assist them in making their dreams come true.

• But Victor Li is a strict man, and incredibly fair, often to a fault. That meant that in no way would his soft spot for the producer mean that he'd go easy on them. He scolded them, reprimanded them, guided them firmly, but never harshly. His favoritism only showed in the fact that he didn't reduce them to tears every time he calls them to his office. Aside from that, he was ever-diligent in his work, which forced them in turn to do the same.

• It showed within a very short time as their popularity and success sky-rocketed, while developing sturdy foundations for their company. They know that Victor doesn't bluff when he threatens to withdraw funding if their work doesn't improve. Their desire to keep their father's legacy alive hardened their skin and made them trudge on no matter what to improve themselves.

• Victor's much-needed advice and pointers stem from his deep-rooted belief in them. He knows more than anyone that they can and will do anything they set their mind on doing, and he knows that all they need are those tiny final pushes from him. And he'd gladly aid them when they turn to him for help; after all, they're his only long-term investment.

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

• Victor himself tends to be a man of routine, waking up at specific hours, following healthy diets and workouts, setting periods for work and breaks for relaxation, and writing schedules in notepads that he follows by the date. He enjoys that feeling of stability; it grants him a sense of control which he very much likes.

• When it comes to his relationship however, he doesn't mind either. If it's routine they like, he'll happily settle on one with them that would fit to their needs and wants the both of them. Even if they wanted to set a precise hour for couple activities, he wouldn't mind in the least. Sure, them taking matters into their own hands draws a smirk out of him, but aside from that he doesn't seem to comment on it and agrees while adjusting his timetable.

• This is especially handy during busy work seasons; ensuring punctuality and never neglecting one another while keeping up with their never-ending paperwork and shoots, respectively.

• If spontaneity is what they prefer, he's more than willing to tag along on any and all of their antics---at the end of the day, he values these precious moments more than anything; the times when he's pleasantly surprised and thrilled with them by his side as they experience new things together.

• If it's him plotting sudden dates or activities, it warms his s/o's heart like no other, knowing that he enjoys himself around them just as much as they do with him, and that he trusts them to see that slightly childish side of him come out to play. Never had they thought that they'd be seeing him look so laidback and elated in their presence.

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

• As I've mentioned above, Victor knows his lover like the back of his hand. Every nook and cranny in their endearing personality; every fold and bump of their warm skin; ever thought that might've crossed their mind, Victor has it all down to a T. He isn't one to half-ass anything, especially not loving someone so dear to him.

• His empathetic nature when it comes to them really shines in dire times, when all they want to is to crumple the bed sheets in his arms, momentarily shutting out the problems that had been overwhelming them for the entire day. Somehow, any upcoming events are no longer scary when he's taking care of them.

• Him knowing them so well also comes in very handy when they're feeling rather insecure or unsure about themselves---especially if it's concerning their relationship. Victor's highly in-tune with their emotions and probably has their thought process memorized, so it's no wonder he rushes headfirst into providing reassurance.

• Whether in the form of loving words whispered in earnest, or feather-light touches that leave them shivering happily, or self-care days spent together just to highlight how much they mean to each other, Victor knows exactly how to react to his darling's doubts that come creeping in when they least expect it. He'd spend the rest of his days deciphering the code to themselves if it meant that he'd always understand how they're feeling to take care of them.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

• As a very practical and goal-oriented man who lets nothing stand in his way, it's only natural to expect him to place nothing above his company; the child he nourished with his own blood, sweat, and tears for years on end, seamlessly climbing up the hierarchy built by society and deeming himself la crème de la crème of the upper class.

• But here comes the pleasant surprise: in actuality, his darling comes first, and hence so does their relationship. Never does he dream of prioritizing anything other than the very person who's the reason why he works so tirelessly at night, and why he hopes with all his might that he'll make them live comfortably further down the line.

• If he's at work for the monthly meeting with investors and they call him up with a tearful voice, the meeting is adjourned and delayed until further notice. If he's seated on his bed flipping through files and they burst through the door with barely-held back excitement at a new achievement, his chest is rumbling with merry laughter as he holds them close. If they've drawn back into themselves, he's going through hell and back to bring them back to their past self, just like he always has.

• If he were forced to retire on the spot or leave his sweetheart, there's no doubt he'd drop all the money and power in the world for their sake. Victor does things in extremes; working too hard, cooking too deliciously, and subsequently loving too fiercely.

• For a man who possesses the most complicated and game-changing EVOL of all, he knows the future he so desires won't make itself happen even if he had all the time and space in the world. It needs heart and determination, both of which Victor has in plenty.

• He didn't spend half his life scouring the earth for the person he'd already deemed as his other half all for nothing. He didn't tie his mind, body, and soul to them for fun. He might not be the most verbally affectionate person, but he gives love in abundance and will continue to do so even if his empire collapses.

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

• Sometimes, even seemingly-invincible men have tough days when their hobbies can't help them much, no matter how desperately they hope they would. Victor is included among these fine gentlemen, of course.

• When he's had an especially hard day when nothing seems to go the way it should, and he nearly rips out his black locks out of frustration, that's when he unabashedly turns to his s/o for a little dose of love.

• They know what's coming when a tired half-smile crosses his face, leaning against the bedroom door with terrible posture, his tie undone, weary eyes, and tousled hair---a far cry from his usual put-together appearance.

• "Care for a walk?" would be his simple question, one that his lover can never deny, in hopes of bringing back the man they love dearly to his full happiness meter.

• Whether they're bundled up during winter in trench-coats and scarves till only the top of their heads are poking out from their attire, or wearing breezy clothes that show off just how beautiful and at ease this couple is, their hands are always entwined and he's thumbing their ring finger, whether empty or not.

• They chatter away as their voices are lost in the fresh air, memories of their footsteps staining each and every sidewalk, imprinting each other's words in their minds. With the way they're walking so close that they're almost always touching, it's impossible for Victor's heart not to feel lighter, seeing their eyes all lit up and shining like he was the most precious thing in their world.

• He never ceases to be amazed by the gentleness of their touch when they're back home and they're pulling him down to their lap, even if he was still annoyingly much taller than themselves.

• Minutes and even hours pass as they sift their fingers through his soft hair, occasionally scratching at his scalp, enjoying the deep sighs he has to offer. With the way they successfully calm him down, he can finally open up about what's been bothering him. The tender kisses peppered all over his strikingly handsome face are a surefire way to see that stunning smile grace his features once more.

• While he might seem like a typical alpha-male more often that not, he still melts in his beloved arms and adores the way they dote over him. How can he not, when he's dreamed of this for so long? When he's waited his entire life for someone to love him so openly? When he's prayed for nights on end for a person to genuinely care for him without expecting anything in return?

• He's all blissed out, and any negative thoughts have been instantly washed away when his s/o places their deft hands in his. They're so strong and yet simultaneously so fragile with their big heart and loving self; he'll always stare at them in wonder.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

• Will Victor Li internalize most of his intentions and emotions out of habit? Yes, he oftentimes will. But will he find other ways to express himself? Undoubtedly yes.

• He has the power to bend space and time, altering it by crossing realities, and that power showed him just how vital its importance is. He understands how short one's lifespan can and might be, and that gives him even more of a reason to make the most out of his days with his precious dummy. And never will he let a day go by without him reminding them just how much they mean to him in his own way.

• Perhaps he doesn't have honeyed words dripping from the tip of his tongue every second, but he does have hands that have memorized every curve and crevice in their skin, he does have a body that was made for holding them impossibly close, he does have eyes that are melted obsidian when watching them just be themselves, he does have a heart that's honest and works his mouth into leaving sincere kisses.

• While he does sometimes render them speechless with words that leave their stomach a fluttering mess, he mostly prefers to let his entire body do the work. Intimacy, for him, lies within the mere act of touching them.

• Ranging from dizzyingly hot open-mouthed kisses against their throat and have breathy groans escaping them, and fiery make-out sessions that could stretch for hours and leave their lips swollen, to little pecks against their forehead as they sigh happily, and cheek kisses smooched with so much playful ardor no one would believe that that was coming from him.

• After all, seeing his idiot stumble over their words and struggle to form a coherent sentence as a raging blush bloomed on their cheeks was more than amusing to him, causing him to smirk at his accomplishment.

• And he'll never get enough of the way they tumble into bed, sometimes bleary-eyed at the crack of dawn, other times so early they seem like a toddler. No matter the hour, he waits for them patiently in bed, coercing them to have a healthier sleeping schedule in avoidance of "bothering him" (as if! He'd willingly cross oceans for them).

• Once they do crawl under the covers with him, he wraps them tight into his chest, regardless of the weather. He couldn't care less honestly; comfort be damned if he wanted his darling to lay down in his arms then they will. The AC will be cranked on, the windows will be cracked open, the covers will be thrown away; anything to make sure that no matter what they won't stop cuddling each other in bed. He's just clingy come nightfall.

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

• He's spent the entirety of his life depending on no one but his own self, never bothering to chase after irrelevant personas that seemed to fade after a while in the business world. He'd grown up to be quite the loner, his stand-offish attitude often repelling people, his indifference and aloofness causing a distinct rift between him and his peers. He's never known what it felt like to rely on anyone that wasn't family.

• This ever-so-independent man finds it shocking, the way his heart jumps a little in his throat every time his dummy locks the door behind them. His head gets filled with a million questions within seconds: Where are they going? What will they be doing? Is it safe? Do they need anything? When will they be back?

• That last question strikes him hard; he didn't expect his own brain to betray his heart, reflecting his yearning in his train of thought. Why does he miss them already? They're not permanently leaving; they're just popping out for groceries for God's sake, it's not the end of the world!

• He usually busies himself with doing a little reorganizing of his (already perfectly arranged) office files, something he prefers not to do when they're spending the little time they have together.

• But God forbid his darling leaves on a business trip that might have them staying abroad for weeks on end. When that happens, it counts as a nightmare month in LFG. The usually-fair boss becomes unapproachable and insufferable, barely maintaining his cool for minutes before snapping at the slightest inconvenience.

• He really can't help it though; he's not used to pining after someone when they're merely away for work. Suddenly he's picturing them everywhere and at anytime; laying curled up beside him in bed, typing away on his leather office couch, bumping hands with him behind the counter in Souvenir's kitchen, leaning against his shoulder on the park bench, holding onto the crook of his arm on the red carpet... he's really just a sap who misses his lovely s/o so much that he becomes frustrated and touch-deprived, thus causing him to lash out so terribly at work.

• He buries himself in an incredible amount of workload, hoping that that will distract him from the onslaught of miserable feelings that he tries his damn best to deny existing. While that might sound like a great strategy, it just spells out hell on earth for Goldman as he has to follow after his work-crazed lovesick boss.

• Facetiming and texting them whenever the chance pops up is undoubtedly something he makes sure to do, but that doesn't make him miss them any less. Nothing will be normal again until they're in his embrace once more, and returning his hungry kisses.

• This tsundere though; he'll crawl through hell and make it back before he admits just how needy he is. He'll pretend to be aloof and act normal, but it's fairly easy to see through the act when he's resting his chin on his hand and staring at them with a dazed smile and tender look in his onyx eyes that spelled love in a thousand languages.

• Whenever his lover catches on, they make it a point to initiate speaking of how much they miss him and how lonely it's been without him. Seeing them so open and honest about their feelings encourages Victor to speak up himself, a faint, almost-indiscernable blush dusting his cheeks as he catches himself softly saying that he's missed their dumb self more than he'd thought he would, and that things just don't feel the same or half as enjoyable without them.

• Words of love might not come to him that easily, but he's a brutally honest man, and once he stops fearing bruising his ego and hurting his pride, he opens his heart to spill out what's really on the inside.

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

• Victor would certainly put everything on the line for the producer, no questions asked there. As a matter of fact, he's done it more than a million times already, and he's willing to do it a million times more if he must.

• He's cheated death, time and time again just to make sure that he won't ever leave them on their own without his love. He's joined forces with criminals and surpassed others just to ensure their protection no matter what. He's crossed the universe back and forth on his own two feet just to bring them back to his side. As a matter of fact, without them, his life would've been fairly normal and even boring, even with his EVOL.

• But things aren't limited to his supernatural powers. His power as the CEO of the biggest financial firm in the entirety of Loveland City and among the biggest companies in the world is also dispensable for their sake. If his lifestyle were to pose a threat to their happiness or cause them any true grief, he'd certainly come up with a sensible plan B, stepping back and handing the company over to someone he trusts would take care of it almost as much as he did all these years. While it's difficult to find someone so immaculately hardworking, he'd take the risk if it meant his lover would be happy.

• He's not a stranger to the concept of getaways; it's happened more than a few times that his darling would start feeling a bit uneasy with all the news channels covering them and the headlines of Victor's supposed affairs and rumors of their infidelity, and that would cause Victor to whisk them away on a magnificent island far away from prying eyes. So if living like criminals on the run is something they'd prefer for their comfort, Victor will gladly accept that.

• Over time, he's learnt to humble himself and set his booming pride aside. As their relationship progresses, it teaches him that love is a unity, not a battle of wits and stubbornness. While he might remain as teasing and often annoying as he normally is, he's shrunk down his ego to face his partner as an equal, not as a competitor. That alone took a lot of self-reflection on his part.

• He's reassured them a dozen times: if they were ever to change their plans and decide with finality that their company no longer brings them any satisfaction or joy, he'll gladly support them financially, regardless of whether or not they pursue another career afterwards.

• Whatever may come their way, Victor wants nothing more than to stand beside them, unwavering and unaffected as the metaphorical storm outside rages on. He'll be whatever they want; an observer, a supporter, a benefactor; whatever it is they ask for, he'll comply to their needs. No pressure, no expectations, no manipulation---he does this because he 100% wants to. It's what Victor Li does when he's completely, irrevocably, undeniably, and happily in love with his dummy.

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