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[CN] MLQC’s Lucien Ice Flowers Date English Translation

⚠️ SPOILER ALERT!! ⚠️

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

Lyric Poetry Free SSR Event | Prologue+Day 1-3 | Day 4-6 | Day 7-9 | Day 10-12 | Day 13 (Ice Flowers Date)

[T/N: before reading the date, please read the prologue and event first. they're pretty short, plus the date references the event a lot and will make more sense with the event.]

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—[Part 1]— Video Timestamp: [00:02]

The sound of the alarm clock wakes me up from my dream.

There is a faint sound of drizzling rain outside the window. I squint and glance at the dark and gloomy sky leaking through the gap in the curtains, then turn around to snuggle up to the soft warmth beside me.

MC: Lucien... the alarm is ringing…

My brain is reluctant to kick into gear, so I let instinct take over, wrapping myself around Lucien like a koala clinging to a tree.

Strands of my hair are gently teased by his breath, carrying a hint of nasal sound as it grazes past my ear.

Lucien: Do you want to get up now?

MC: Let me lie down a bit longer…

I bury myself deeper into Lucien's embrace, and a trace of warmth falls onto the tip of my ear.

(🥺 he's pecking her ear)

Lucien: But this Miss specifically instructed me last night to wake you up on time today to find the last specimen material.

Lucien: Do you plan to postpone the plan?

Memories struggle to surface in my mind, and I bury my head deeper in embarrassment.

MC: How about... ten more minutes?

He laughs softly, his hand gently patting my shoulder. Not sure if he's urging me to get up or coaxing me back to sleep.

Lucien: Collecting material shouldn't take that long. You can give yourself a few extra ten minutes.

His nearly indulgent tone makes me snuggle closer to him even more unscrupulously, and I rest my head in the crook of his neck.

MC: Today is perfect for lazing in bed…

Lucien: [hoarsely] After all, the temperature dropped last night, and now it's only four degrees.

Lucien: [whispers] Compared to the cold room, it's indeed more comfortable here.

MC: Hmm...? Wait, four degrees?

I open my eyes in surprise, reaching out to fumble around the bedside table.

MC: Didn't it warm up yesterday?

MC: I specifically loosened the soil in the flowerpots, thinking about planting the seeds I collected...

Lucien leans over me, fetching my phone and considerately opens the weather app.

Lucien: The cold wave is more severe than anticipated. The temperature dropped overnight yesterday. But if today's weather forecast is accurate, it should clear up by noon.

I stare dumbfounded at the plummeting temperatures on the screen. Instinctively, I shrink back into the blankets.

As if he has read my mind, Lucien smiles and tucks the blanket around me, snuggles close to me affectionately, as if he too is a little afraid of the cold.

Lucien: (whispers gently) Since the weather isn't cooperating, we can just stay at home today.

Lucien: I happen to have a few movies I've been wanting to watch with you. We haven't found the right opportunity before, but maybe today is perfect.

He looks at me with a gentle smile, his warm body heat enveloping me along with the soft blanket, inviting me to sink back into the gap between dreams and reality.

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—[Part 2]— Video Timestamp: [02:28]

Staying in bed for the entire morning has provided comfort for both body and mind.

As noon approaches, sunlight begins to filter through the overcast clouds, signaling a clearing in the weather. The plan to go out and search for specimens is once again put on the agenda.

MC: Shall we just look around the neighborhood?

Lucien: Sure. Given the weather, there might be another rain shower later.

I retrieve two thick sweaters from the wardrobe, while Lucien brings matching scarves and coats.

This late spring chill is indeed quite fierce.

Despite the increasingly radiant sunlight, we still fully bundle up, and the air remains cold enough that I can't help but huddle close to Lucien.

As I nestle into my scarf, I scan our surroundings in all directions.

Although we're not going too far, I still want to try to find something sufficiently special to mark the end of this collection journey of over ten days.

MC: Those fallen leaves look quite beautiful! But considering we started with leaf specimens on the first day, wouldn't it lack a bit of originality?

Lucien: Hmm, plant specimens already make up a considerable proportion. We should indeed consider materials from other categories.

MC: Should we buy a butterfly specimen material kit to revisit the "original intention" of making specimens?

Lucien: But there's already a butterfly on the display shelf that you praised as special before.

Lucien: [with a hint of grievance in his tone] If your attention is taken by other similar specimens, it will hurt its heart.

The person next to me deliberately reveals a slightly distressed expression, yet he softly raises the corner of his lips.

Remembering the butterfly he made with clean and white fish bones, who knows how long it took him. I can't help but laugh and pull him away from the neighborhood.

MC: Let's go check out other places and seek some new inspiration!

Unfortunately, even after we leave the neighborhood, the situation hasn't changed much.

We went to our usual café, and took a stroll in the bookstore, but apart from getting a rosy nose from the cold, we came back empty-handed.

Seeing that it's about to drizzle again, I thought today's search might come to an end. However, Lucien quickly takes a couple of steps and leads me into the convenience store on the street.

The warm air, mixed with the aroma of cooked food, instantly dispels the cold from outside, like a small campfire amid a concrete jungle.

I relax my shoulders, which had tensed up from the cold, and lean in close to him as we walk to the counter, picking out a few skewers of fish balls, radishes, and other items for a warm hotpot.

MC: Convenience stores truly are an important part of the city…

MC: They provide warmth in winter, coolness in summer, and offer coffee and boxed meals for every working folks.

Lucien: It also serves as a resting spot for the little explorer who's been searching for a long time.

I hear the sound of a payment code being scanned. When I turn around, I see him grabbing two hot chocolate from the hot beverage section.

Lucien: Sugar helps activate the brain, encouraging people to make better decisions.

Lucien: After searching for so long without making a decision, do you have any particular thoughts about today's collection item?

He hands me one of the hot drinks, gesturing for me to sit at the bar table. Those calm eyes of his seem to have already seen through all of my thoughts.

I wrap my hands around the warm package, sipping the hot chocolate slowly, one gulp at a time.

The mild taste of milk softens the richness of chocolate, and the lingering sweetness dances on my lips and tongue. Normally, it might seem a bit too sweet, but at this moment, it tastes just right.

Perhaps because I’m back in a comfortable environment, the emotions that were lingering in my heart melt into the faint background noise, escaping from my lips with a shallow sigh.

MC: Do you think I'm too fixated on the idea of the "last specimen"?

MC: I always feel like what I find isn't special enough, and in the end, I come back empty-handed, spending the whole morning in the cold breeze for nothing.

The light rain pitter-patters on the window, leaving long streaks of water behind.

Lucien also opens his hot chocolate, speaking softly.

Lucien: Although it may require more time and effort, I believe this kind of perfectionism is also an indispensable part of life.

Lucien: Since these specimens capture fragments of our lives, I'm not willing to compromise when it comes to matters related to you either.

A light and tender curve graces his lips as he reaches out to re-tie my scarf, forming a neat and beautiful knot.

Lucien: Moreover, better options might unexpectedly cross our paths in the future.

Lucien: Just like the surprises you've brought me time and time again.

He rubs my hair.

Lucien: So, stay with me a little longer on this road to the future.

I smile at him, then half seriously point to the convenience store loyalty card that came with the bill after he paid.

MC: If we still haven't found the right collectable by the end of today, let's turn this into a specimen.

MC: Let's use the blank squares to remind me that better things always await us in the future.

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—[Part 3]— Video Timestamp: [06:35]

Returning in the afternoon, we add a new stamp to our loyalty card, and in our hands are snacks and drinks bought from the convenience store.

I was about to turn on the air conditioner when Lucien seemed to recall something and asked me to wait for a moment.

After a thorough search in the storage room, he brought in a small tea table with a built-in birdcage-shaped heater.

MC: What is this...? How did I not notice that we had something like this at home before?

Lucien: It's a gift from when the Bioultima Research Institute purchased machinery before.

Lucien: Thinking that you might enjoy the atmosphere of ‘gathering around a fire’ together, I stored it in the storage room. Finally, I have the chance to use it this time.

MC: What kind of machinery comes with a small heater as a gift?

Two completely unrelated things being connected caught me off guard for a moment.

Lucien: It’s from the manufacturers who provide constant-temperature incubators.

Lucien: During that period, they planned to expand their product line and started making electric blankets and heaters.

MC: Pfft…

I couldn't help but chuckle as I watched Lucien shrug his shoulders, plugging in the heater. I lay out a cozy "nest" with a blanket and waved him over to join me in one corner.

MC: Please step into the trap~

Lucien: I'm more than happy to fall into this trap.

He brought another blanket, further reinforcing our little corner.

The knob turns, and the heater lights up with an orange glow. The surrounding slightly damp and chilly air gradually warms up, becoming fluffy and cozy.

MC: Not bad, not bad. Indeed, it reflects the "scientific research standard"~ And using a small heater for warmth is much more romantic than turning on the air conditioner.

Under the blanket, I embrace his arm, his body temperature more comforting than the heater and snugly pressed against my side, we're all wrapped up tight under this flowery blanket.

MC: Since the heater comes with a small tea table, should we grab some things and warm them a bit?

MC: There's probably some oranges and snacks at home, and do we still have a big half-bottle of rice wine in the fridge?

Lucien: Mm. Besides the rice wine, there should be a jar of dried osmanthus in the kitchen cabinet.

MC: Sounds good!

I nod in satisfaction, already able to imagine how enticing this tea spread will be. Even the placement of each item is meticulously arranged in my mind, perfect in every detail.

Lucien: Aren't you going to get them?

Lucien's voice, tinged with confusion, pulls me back from the fragrant reverie to reality.

I sheepishly lift my head and stick out my tongue at him.

MC: It takes courage to face the cold head-on, and it also requires a bit of determination and time.

As I speak, I purposely blink at him and put on a pitiful expression.

MC: Or... could Professor Lucien do me a small favor?

Lucien: Well, that's a bit tricky. I'm reluctant to leave such a comfortable spot myself.

MC: Huh?

My tactic of being coquettish totally bombed, making me blink in a bit of surprise.

The gentle laughter ripples through the confined space. Under the blanket, he tightens his embrace around me, and with a sudden force, he lifts me to my feet.

Lucien: [whispers playfully] Since neither of us wants to leave the warmth of the blanket, why don't we just go together?

The blanket securely wraps us together as he takes slow steps forward, allowing me to move along with his stride.

His body warmth seeps through the fabric and onto my skin, providing a comforting warmth but this closeness also makes us stumble in our movements.

MC: We can't walk with you like this.

I laugh and try to poke him as usual, but almost lose my balance. With Lucien's quick eyes, his agile hands swiftly pull me back into his arms.

Lucien: For safety's sake, it's better if we stick together and move in unison.

He candorly spoke the childish suggestion, and as he looks into my eyes, they are sparkling with a bright smile.

I've always been helpless against him when he's like this, so I simply hug him tightly, raising a smile on my face.

MC: Then I'll take the lead~

MC: Left foot, right foot, left, right....

He cooperatively sways left and right with my "commands" as we move forward together.

The distance that was usually just a few steps away is lengthened as our body rubs against each other. Our laughter warms the blanket that gently brushes against our cheeks.

We move and drag our way slowly to the kitchen, teasingly hindering each other as we attempt to get the rice wine, fruits, and dried osmanthus.

With silent understanding, we wrap ourselves snugly in the blankets once again, nestling and rubbing against each other, as we slowly make our way back to the heater.

He doesn't release this prolonged hug until we both settle onto the sofa.

MC: It feels like you're exceptionally clingy today.

Lucien: [in husky tone] To ensure ample warmth, it's only natural to diligently protect the heat source.

MC: [laughs] Hmph, that's nonsense!

Although I say this, I happily share my body warmth with him, finding a more comfy spot as I lie down on his chest.

Snacks are placed on the tea table, carefully and slowly warmed. The mildly sweet aroma of heated rice wine mixes with the scent of osmanthus and citrus.

Lucien reaches out for a book, while I shelter inside his embrace and swipe my cell phone, allowing tranquility to sink and float along with the warm air in the room as we comfortably mind our own bussiness.

Occasionally, I take a few pastries and snacks to share with him, or pour two cups of rice wine. The delicate sound of clinking cups accompanies the smooth fragrance of the wine before it glides down our throats.

People are always particularly prone to indulging in sweet moments.

Whether it's the rhythmic flipping of book pages or the gradually equalizing frequency of sound in videos, my consciousness becomes entranced without me realizing it.

I don't know when I fell asleep, I just remember having a peaceful dream while wrapped in soft, cloud-like fabric.

As I stretch and yawn, I hear a soft voice coming from my side.

Lucien: Good Afternoon.

I look in his direction.

The late afternoon sun has sprinkled over the entire living room as if the previous cold and gloom were things of the distant past.

Amid all warmth and tranquility, beams of light shine generously and cordially, outlining his figure and casting a soft glow around him like a veil.

Lucien lazily props his hand against his face, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows gently curved into a soft arc.

The heater raised the indoor temperature, and his shirt was unbuttoned, showing off a lot of skin on his chest.

The blanket that was wrapped around him remains dutifully covering his body, cocooning him in coziness.

Everything is spread out in the sunlight, casting a sepia tone reminiscent of old movies.

Lucien: Why so quiet, are you still not fully awake yet?

He stretches out his fingers and waves them in front of my eyes.

MC: I'm already awake.

MC: I just woke up and was immediately greeted by a sight that delights the eye and warms the heart; I can't help but want to look at it a little longer.

I hook my fingers around his, letting the strands of my hair cascading over my shoulders slide down my back with the motion.

Lucien: Although I'd love to continue admiring you in front of me, I'm afraid I need to break this distance for now.

The unexpected answer left me momentarily stunned, just staring dazedly at him as his eyes unabashedly revealed a hint of grievance.

Lucien: You've been resting on my leg this whole time. I didn't dare to change positions at will.

Lucien: But it's really starting to feel numb.

MC: Pfft... You could've woken me up too, you know!

[a big fox who deliberately shows off his chest just to enjoy his lover’s stunned look and still uses the chance to openly ‘grieve’ as if he’s being ‘wronged’ pfft]

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—[Part 4]— Video Timestamp: [13:14]

The rice wine is still warm, and there's still half a box of snacks left.

Sweetness fills the entire space, and I let out a contented sigh as I pour a small cup of rice wine for both him and myself.

As I taste the wine, my gaze curiously falls on the screen of Lucien's computer—there's a paper that seems a bit beyond my grasp, and beside him, there's also a book with specimen illustrations.

MC: What book are you reading?

Lucien: Literature on specimen preparation.

Lucien: Among the specimens we've made recently, the less conventional ones seem to make up the majority.

Lucien: Since there's such an opportunity, why not take the chance to brush up on some relevant professional knowledge?

MC: As expected of you! So, what has our Great Professor learned?

Lucien: I realized that my understanding of specimens may have some misconceptions.

He sets aside the computer and pulls me into his arms, flipping to a page in the book with illustrations of plant specimens, and starts to speak.

Lucien: In the field of collection, the significance of specimens mostly lies in preserving a particular moment of life forms, much like taking a photograph or recording a video.

Lucien: It can be understood as a record of the past.

Lucien: But from the perspective of scientific research, it mostly serves the research and analysis of relevant topics.

MC: From what it sounds like, it actually seems more like some kind of reserve for the future, doesn't it?

The person behind me nods and gently rubs his chin against the strands of hair on top of my head.

His scent, mingled with the fragrance of alcohol, fills my nostrils, as I attentively "listen" to his lecture, yet greedily rub against his neck.

Lucien: The side branches we prune from the hydrangea will encourage more lush growth, and perhaps the seeds you've brought will sprout someday in the future.

Lucien: There are still many spaces left on the loyalty card waiting for us to fill.

Lucien: Compared to keeping records, it seems that our collection shelf has also unconsciously left many expectations for the future.

Lucien: I should also learn from these specimens to find the presence in life that will make you pay attention…

There's a dark undercurrent in his eyes that lures me to delve deeper, as if there’s a river flowing with honey, making me willingly and wholeheartedly drown in it.

Lucien: Then I'll put what I've learned into practice, and bring back home even more things that can make my little lady happy.

Lucien: And not to end up like today, "spending the whole morning in the cold breeze for nothing”.

A speck of warmth touches the tip of my nose, bringing back memories of the cold, wind-filled morning.

Not to be outdone, I pinch his earlobe. The blanket slowly moved, causing the book originally placed on me to fall to the ground.

MC: I thought you were going to announce some groundbreaking scientific discovery, how did we end up here?

Lucien ignores the fallen book and just grabs my wrist with his free hand, then firmly holds it with his fingers.

Our already close distance is further reduced, and I can almost feel his breath brushing past my lips.

Maybe it's from knocking back too much rice wine, but the heart pounding in the chest is loud and clear in my ears, yet I can't tell if it's his beat or mine.

Lucien: I thought this conclusion hit the nail on the head.

Lucien: After all, it's only through practical application that theory can truly prove its worth.

Our breath intertwines and circulates with each exhale and inhale, floating amidst the gaps of beautiful dreams, as the light, airy sense of haziness envelops my body once again.

I simply lean forward, closing the last bit of distance between us, and affectionately kiss his cheek.

MC: But for me, what leads me to look forward to the future is neither memories nor specimens.

MC: Rather, it's you.

His long eyelashes resemble the antennae of a butterfly, trembling ever so slightly as if confirming something, casting an alluring look.

MC: You gave me a hot chocolate, a little heater for warming the rice wine, a warm blanket, blank loyalty cards...

MC: And there's also an exceptionally clingy Professor Lucien.

MC: [smiles widely] It's you who brought romance and anticipation into my life.

Lucien's breath momentarily hitches, and then a warm sigh flows out from his lips.

Lucien: Then let's leave the last space on the shelf empty, we'll make this sense of anticipation our final collection. And together, let's wait for the next wave of happiness to arrive.

MC: Sure, leaving it blank does add a poetic touch.

Following my heart's desire, I kiss his eyelids. The gentle kisses and embraces weave a finely knit yet dense web, slowly making us fall into a light trance.

We enjoy the blurry and dizzying moment peacefully until a faint pattern on the window catches my eye in the hazy light.

I look towards the windowsill and find a delicate pattern drawn by ice crystals as if it were a fragment left behind by winter.

Lucien: What's wrong?

Sensing my distraction, Lucien softly pinches the nape of my neck, attempting to bring back my attention to what we were doing.

MC: I've discovered a happiness that has arrived unexpectedly.

MC: Lucien, look, there's an ice flower on the window.

With a smile, I break away from his embrace and casually pick up the book that had fallen aside for a long time, handing it back to him.

Lucien's gaze falls on that place, a hint of astonishment lighting up his dark eyes, which are even more touching than the view on the window.

MC: I didn't expect to see ice flowers. I'm starting to quite like today's cold air.

The gaze that had captivated me suddenly shifts, and the only thing reflected in those eyes is me, gazing back at him just as deeply.

Lucien: Then let's seize it.

His large hand covers the back of my hand, guiding me as our hands slowly glide along the window together.

The tips of his fingers seemed to shine with a faint, unnoticeable light.

Before I can ponder over it, starting from the point that we touched, ice crystals spread from the windowsill towards the center, spreading out into feather-like patterns.

I forget to breathe for a moment.

He continues guiding my movements until the entire window is covered with exquisite patterns we've drawn together.

MC: So beautiful!

I throw myself into his arms, my hands instinctively wrapping around his shoulders.

The tiny fragments transform into graceful patterns covering the entire window, imprinting the intertwined warmth and cold, weaving a flower that belongs only to winter in the spring.

I've heard that ice flowers on windows, just like snowflakes, each have their own unique shapes.

The beauty captured by him must indeed be a mark that belongs solely to him.

Lucien: Is this "material" enough to become our final specimen and deepen your anticipation for the future?

With a faint smile, he pulls the curtains further apart, allowing this scenery to be fully displayed before us.

MC: There won't be a better specimen than this!

MC: Thank you for personally "capturing" the future in front of me.

I tilt my head up and place a kiss on the side of Lucien's face, unable to suppress the smile at the corners of my lips.

MC: In that case, I'll try to give you more "now" as a gift in return.

A pair of slender eyes gently curve, quietly awaiting the words I'm about to say.

MC: I'm not as amazing as you, who is always able to see so far ahead...

MC: Always able to move forward with such determination, turning that mere anticipation of the future into reality, surprising me time and time again.

MC: But just like today, I can find various little sceneries around us.

MC: And then tell you, "Lucien, look, a flower is blooming over there."

The cold light outside the window filters through layers of ice crystals, refracting into tiny iridescent rainbows, and melting into his warm and flowing gaze.

A kiss, like an answer, lands on the corner of my lips, letting me taste a sweetness sweeter than all the drinks and refreshments in the world.

Lucien: [hoarsely] After experiencing happiness, people will naturally have expectations for the future.

Lucien: [x2] They’ll have the desire to relive the experiences they once had, again and again, or seek other happiness they haven’t yet experienced.

Lucien: [x3] But now, I feel that, compared to the distant future, the present moment is even more touching.

Lucien's lowered voice sounds a bit hoarse, reminding me of a big fox's subtle purring when it's in a pleasant mood.

Lucien: [x4!] After all, in the face of the immediate beauties, all hypotheses about expectations will seem too illusory.

Lucien: For example, the ice flower that bloomed in this window because of your attention.

The hand embracing my waist intimately confines me, and it feels as if the temperature inside the room has heated up again.

Lucien: And another example is you.

The heater emits heat that makes people cling to the warmth, and all the wonderful scents I can think of are blending and surrounding me.

Spring has just begun, and there are still many good days ahead.

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#PURRING BIG FOX #yes they impliedly make love and he was a bit disatissfied that she got distracted LOL #when i said that physical touch is lucien's main love lang I MEAN THIS they're soo clingy #anyway i usually wrote afterwords #but imo the date is already really clear abt the theme so i didn't #mlqc lucien #mr love queen's choice #mlqc cn #mlqc spoiler #mlqc #mlqc translation #mr. love queen's choice #mr love lucien #mlqc xu mo #mlqc spoilers

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9 Fandom Peeps to Get to Know Better

tagged by @defeateddetectives /o/

3 ships you like: *looks into void* do I even have 3 proper ships

1) MikoIzuTotsu (Suoh Mikoto x Kusanagi Izumo x Totsuka Tatara) - K

And no one was surprised. I MEAN ITS BEEN OVER TEN YEARS. BUT A GOOD CHUNK OF THOSE TEN YEARS WERE DEDICATED TO HOMURA TRIO (well technically... the real answer is Totsuka Tatara however we will ignore that for the sake of this meme). Get yourself two others who will go through it all with you thick or thin. Get yourself a leash i mean what. Get yourself a Kusanagi-san! Settle down in a bar and raise i mean gather a gang family!

2) Qin Jiu x You Huo - Global Examination

Felt obligated to include them since I'm currently trying to drag ppl to read this lmao. Also bc i have no ships to answer with, help. BUT THE CHEMISTRY! I mean, this is probably the first time I clearly see what people mean by the word ~ chemistry ~. Qin Jiu is such a chaotic menace, You Huo is such a chaotic menace, they are similar but also different and then put them together and everyone suffers, it's beautiful *wipes tear*. But they are also so so so soft together (i was going to say, in private.... but also in front of people's salad so!!!) *clutches heart*. The author, 木苏里 just does a create job exploring the two throughout the story, READ GLOBAL EXAMINATION! THERE'S ALSO AN ONGOING MANHUA THAT COVERS LIKE A THIRD. DO IT. and then send me liveblogs pls and thanks.

3) H-h-help... ships... are hard... I... don't ...

first ship ever: IzuTotsu (Kusanagi Izumo x Totsuka Tatara) - K Shamelessly links to that post where I sobbed over everything #Actual Marriage Goals The trust! The intuitive understanding! The communication! (sorry Mikoto, your grunting fails you) The ~ G o S s i P i n g ~ ! The mutual support and comfort ;_;! The domesticity of it all! The quipping and doting! The we're all in this (this = Mikoto doom but with matching wing tattoos) together! The seemless division of labor haha

last song you heard: i turned on my playlist when i saw this question so that by the time i finish answering the meme and come back to this question, i will have an answer… Anyways, so the answer is…. ~ wHAT A coINcindENce ~ Dark Night Fireworks, Lucien's season 1 theme from MLQC.

favourite childhood book: Uh........ idk.... Deltora Quest? Alex Rider series? If manga counts then maybe Detective Conan? lmao.

currently reading: I’m Not Shouldering This Blame (这锅我不背) Current novel in my danmei binging spree. 40 chaps in, enjoying it so far. Synopsis gives a pretty good idea of what to expect. Hordes of book transmigrators trying to derail or benefit from knowing the plot, military dealing with the supernatural mess and notifying MC and ML who are supposedly the villains, MC... just trying to work in peace cmon, ML... just trying to seduce MC cmon.

currently watching: Frieren: Beyond Journey’s End Just finished it over the last few days hence why there's a few posts in my queue. It’s nice and chill. I admit I was eyeing Himmel the moment he appeared in the first episode and didn't know whether to laugh or cry at his instant transformation / flashforward to old bald man. Was pleasantly surprised to see him appearing constantly in flashbacks haunting the narrative ethereal dead wife style lmao.

currently consuming: I waited for dinner to write this! Was lazy tonight so just a bunch of easy to prep in 5 min sides. Rice, Prawn dumplings, Chilli Bamboo (Fu Chi brand), Century Egg + Tofu + Pork floss, Smashed cucumber salad that I managed to ruin :/

currently craving: A reason to live A shiny new satisfying fandom obsession... Motivation and energy and wisdom to adult... A yakult and WangLaoJi... ... ...... *walks to fridge and grabs yakult and wanglaoji*

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A rare meme where I'm gonna actually tag!!! See what ppl are up to and eating these days >:)

@qserasera @chiaki-c @nervous-sheep @alice-chan-chan @jelly-cooperation

@laxmiree @caesurables @pu-san @vanishing-apples @dijeh

@ittybi @ellie-winthrope @bloomingmitsuri @a-justaway-is-just-a-justaway @constastan

As usual feel free to skip if tagged or do even if not tagged :> Edit: why is tagging not working *squints*

#askbox #k stuff #i havent used that tag in ages #stuff i post #placeholderrrrrrr #k project #global examination #frieren

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Verbal Warning

Tags: MLQC, Victor, MC, verbal abuse, verbal humiliation, angst.

This may turn into a full story, but for now, have a oneshot. Anytime I hear Victor being a dick to MC, this is what I picture. Enjoy the pain.

You were starting to believe it...

'Dummy'

'Are you an idiot?'

'Only a fool would come up with this nonsense and make these kinds of mistakes'

You ignored those jabs at first since it felt as though he was simply pushing your buttons to kickstart a fire under your butt. Words that were meant to solicit a harder push toward producing interest worthy reports.

At first, they worked. At first, you found yourself working hard into the night, sacrificing sleep, just to wipe that smug look off the stupid CEO's face. At first, those late nights gifted you with phenomenal episodes of Miracle Finder.

But all that glitters is not gold. Because lately, it seemed as though no matter how much you tried, your reports, your episodes, and your meetings were less than successful. Victor took notice.

In a small corner of your mind, you pleaded with whatever God was listening that day that your meeting with Victor, by some miracle, would help you gather your senses and get back into the swing of things just this once; that he might spare you the pain of his usual verbal lashings and just give you a deadline to resubmit your recent report instead.

Alas, that was a pipe dream; your luck had run out. And there you stood across from him, head down with tears burning your sodden cheeks.

After entering his office prior, no pleasantries were exchanged, only the sound of stapled paper flapping through the air and landing in a pile at your feet broke the previous deafening silence.

Your report.

You had reached to grab it, but he stopped you with his glare alone.

"Leave it…" he said sternly. "On the ground. Although if I could burn it where you stand, I would…"

Oh no…

"Is this really what I've chosen to invest my money into?" His leather chair creaked with protest as he reclined back, hands folded on his lap.

If looks could kill, you were certain you wouldn't be breathing in that moment. You let out a breath just to be sure.

"Sir, I-"

His eyes darkened.

"Fucking moron"

Shot 1

"I've explained this a multitude of times until I was practically blue in the face, and yet you still managed to produce this garbage heap of words. How fucking stupid can you be?"

Shot 2

"Sir, I'm truly sorry I-!"

"Your apologies won't pay back the time and money I've filtered into your shit show as of late. Have the low ratings, loss of venues, and canceling of guests not served enough as a slap in the face for you to stop dragging your damned feet and produce something even a CHILD wants to watch?" Victor cracked a crooked smirk. "Then again, I suppose one can't expect much of a person whose IQ matches that of a toddl-Look at me when I'm talking to you!" He frowned "Tears won't produce results. As of right now, I'm pulling my funding until you bring me a report thats worth a damn. "

"Please, no-!"

"Just get the fuck out, NOW"

Shot 3

You teetered where you stood. Was the ground even below you anymore? Because you were sure you were falling into a black abyss. The last thing you remember from that day was his large hand waving to dismiss you from his sight. And with one last pleading glance back at that ominous black suit sitting across the room, you disappeared. Crumpled report left behind.

Heart in pieces at your feet.

#opps pain #🤷🏾‍♀️ #victor #mc #mlqc #mr love queen's choice #angst #verbal humiliation #verbal abuse

[putufelisia]

[ MLQC ] Lucien’s Fanfic: Truest Color

Several times ago, I was writing a fanfic about Lucien several times. I was so moved by Hirakawa Daisuke’s version, which is, for me, there’s so much emotion and fragile side of him.

This time, I rewrite it in English. I made this as a birthday gift for him.

Happy birthday, Lucien.

I've always wondered why in front of Lucien's villa there is a bird’s cage which always empty. This man, why it is always difficult to predict his thought? I assumed, maybe he had an obsession, he used to want to locking things up but then he canceled the intention. But why?

 I saw Lucien's smile as he opened the door. That afternoon, she wore a flashy red sweater with brown trousers that matched her tall body and fair skin. His hair was neatly combed, as if he had just shaved.

  “Welcome home,” he showed his smiling eyes.  He opened the door wider to let me in.

 I felt embarrassed to hear the welcome. If I remember correctly, he was... more specifically Ares was—in the winter world, once offered to let me stay here. He in this world had also offered me a stay here just in case I got tired of hustle bustle Loveland.

 I remember, the first time I entered this villa, it was when we broke up for the first time. It was raining heavily. There is so much pain in my heart. The atmosphere of a cold house with colors only from scattered paper cranes. So sad, like my heart was broken into pieces.

 "Why are you absent minded? Silly girl, come on in," said Lucien again. He instead pointed to the bunny house slippers by the door. His smile grew again.

  "Why did you told me to come here?" I said confusedly. I took the house slippers to wear. The refreshing scent of the air freshener immediately wafted into my nose. I was surprised to see the house at this time. In addition to the projector and large screen in the living room, there is a new corner for tea drinking. Two cute oriental pillows are seen there. Considering Lucien was always alone, the corner took me a bit.

  "Come here," he called.

I walked over to Lucien to the corner for the tea. He then poured hot water into the cup, brewing tea.

"This is the kind of silver needle tea that's popular these days," he said, "Try it, there's also your favorite cake."

  "You haven't answered my question," I said, slightly annoyed. I memorized Lucien's habit of twisting the conversation until my head was dizzy. Instead of getting dizzy first, I just asked.

  "Why did I told you here?" he chuckled, “Hm, It’s been so long since you didn’t come….”

 My cheeks heat up instantly.

 “I mean, I've been wanting to try using this tea table for a long time. I have no choice but to summon this cute silly girl in front of me.”

  "Stop teasing me," I really wanted to hide my face at that time. Immediately, I covered my face with the file I brought with me earlier.

 "Sorry, it seems I'm too used to teasing you," Lucien laughed again, "Yesterday, I happened to be staying here. When you called me earlier, I thought you might as well meet here."

  "Oh."

  "Do you mind?"

  "No, of course not."

 "Then drink it first. We can talk about the new show over tea here. There are more collection of books and movies here. You can read or watch movies for reference.”

 “Th… thank you very much,” I lowered my head, actually more to hide a face that I thought was already as red as a tomato. Watching movies at Lucien's house usually ends with me staying at his place all night. This is not very good!

 "So, in this episode, we will discuss the influence of color on human psychology?" Lucien frowned, "This is quite a difficult matter."

  I gulped then put and pushed the folder on the table towards Lucien, “I'm sorry. I feel bad asking you for help, but, but….”

 Lucien laughed, took the folder and started to flip through it, “This is an interesting topic, really. Some people saying, color can cause an attraction that makes people passionate about something. That said, the illusion of color can also affect one's emotions."

 I looked down again. Suddenly, I remembered the tale of the artist and the butterfly. The more I got to know Lucien, the more I understood the metaphor behind the artist and the butterfly. The artist who being stunned by the color of a little butterfly. The artist was fascinated by the first colors that filled his world.

  “I…” I bit my lip, “Do you really want me because of the colors you see in me? Or do you still want me as the almighty Queen?”

  For a moment, Lucien was silent. He put the folder on the table, stood up, then approached me. There was a strange glint in his eyes as he looked at me. For a moment, my mind imagined Lucien's world when I wasn't around. Black, white, gray....

  “Do you want an answer from Ares or from Lucien?”

  “I just… don't want to speculate,” I replied quickly.

  Lucien sighed. For a moment, I seem to see Ares back and felt a strangle on my neck. Another moment, I saw the Lucien I remembered among the pills in the lab. My mind and heart were racing until my chest suddenly felt tight.

  "Do you really want to know?" his voice turned soft. In an instant, I was drawn to his arms... I sensed his  grassy scent. I closed my eyes. I feel the warmth around me. The sound of his breath sounded so close to my ears. Soft... so immersive that it felt like I could lose my sanity just to be in his arms like this.

  “I… only want you. Can't that be?"

[op-peccatori]

Match ups are closed!

Everyone who requested—thank you!!! 💗 I’ll try my best to post a few every day 🙌🏼

#ive got about 44 in the box rn #mlqc #ikemen vampire #mystic messenger #mlqc match ups #ikevamp match ups #mysme match ups #match ups 💗

[maladaptivedaydreamsx]

Now that I've finally figured out how to change their contact stuff lmao, I'm hopping on the bandwagon and sharing what I saved the boys as! What did you all put for the main leads' names or descriptions in Tears of Themis?

I didn't really get to do First Impressions names this time cause I took too long, so I just tried to be lame and come up with jokes for everyone. I'll probably change them in time when I come up with better stuff or have more plot refs 🥴✌🏻

#l'hôtel.tearsofthemis #l'hôtel.tot #aerin.jpg #my post 📫 #tears of themis #tot contact names #attempted memery 🔫 #iirc my first impression names in mlqc were.. uuuhhhh... #bossman (v); labcoat (l); babe♡ (g); puppy (k) #jgjdjdjffjfj and they just stayed there forever bc i felt that they were very fitting somehow #problem is.. i didn't wanna end up recycling those names here bc the tot guys do match up a lil bit #so lame names ftw ig 🤧✌🏻

[that-cheer-up-anon]

Can somebody PLEASE smack my wallet out of my hands before I go to my pharmacy bc they have a clearance cosmetics sale when I ONLY HAVE $8 IN CASH

#Ella life #my thoughts #PLEASE!! #also the foundation I bought for $15 a few days ago actually doesn't match me liie I thought it did and now I'm not sure if I can return it #bc it's already been opened and used #WHY IS FINDING MATCHING FOUNDATION SO HAAAAAAARD #seriously though I think I have an addictive personality and I don't mean it in the way that people can't get enough of me #bc my siblings have DEFINITELY proved that it's possible to want me to just shut up #I mean that I can get sucked into thi gs easily and spend all my money and time thinking about it #I've spent over $200 on mlqc which I am ASHAMED OF and really showed me I have a problem #I guess I'm just glad that I have no idea where to get or how to do recreational drugs or gambling like a casino #I barely make any money as is #well I guess I know about snortjng cocaine powder but THAT LOOKS PAINFUL!!! #accidentally snorting water in a pool hurts! how can you do that ON PURPOSE W POWDER??! #I don't get it man but I guess I'm glad I don't

[silvanable]

Match-Up : Mr. Love: Queen’s Choice

@liliqina

hello! may i ask for a mlqc matchup if possible? ＾＾

to start off: i’m a heterosexual female (she/her). i’m an isfj. my alignment is neutral good. and my house is hufflepuff!

so personality wise… i’m either seen as outgoing and friendly or reserved and quiet; it depends on who’d you ask. for the most part, i’m generally quiet, but i think i’m pretty easy to talk to and i’m actually social even though i may not look it all the time. i enjoy meeting people and being there for them if they need someone to listen to them. i tend to be really sensitive to others (well i guess sensitive in general haha c’:), and i try not to upset them in any way. i just really dislike confrontation and unnecessary drama. however, i’m trying to be better at voicing my real opinion, and being more assertive and confident in myself. but that’s a long process aha. i’ll always doubt myself on some level lol. on a different note, i guess i am an emotionally withdrawn person.. i have a bad habit of bottling up my feelings. i also don’t really like doing things outside my comfort zone. most of the time, i need someone to push me to do something new.

anyway— i think it’s kind of funny that my friends view me as a « mom friend » because while i worry about them excessively, i try not to nag! :”)) i’m generally a positive person— i try to look on the bright side of things always. also.. i’d say i’m really serious and hardworking when it comes to things i care about— tbh, i’m kind of a « try hard » in the sense i put way too much effort in things that don’t necessarily need all that effort. with my close friends, i feel like i can relax and let down my guard.. i feel i can say what i want without being anxious that i said something wrong. sometimes, my form of humor can consist of light hearted teasing and sarcastic remarks… but i really only do that with people i can trust. i also am a fan of making puns! so uh yeah i’m a little dorky in that sense??

some things that i like are rainy weather, cute stationery, laughing / hanging out with friends, c a t s, beautiful scenery, astrology, anime, manga (particularly shoujo), writing, reading, daydreaming, and sometimes drawing!

some things that i don’t like are people who don’t work hard, when people cry (i just don’t know how to help them and feel so bad >< ) and fights/ drama. there’s probably more, but i can’t think of them off the top of my head- sorry!

in my free time, i play sports (basketball being my main sport), read, write, draw (i’m not that good tho c’: ), surf the internet, or watch tv. i really don’t do that much haha. school work or homework takes up a lot of my time. i try to have a plan on how to go about my day- so that i can be somewhat productive!

some random facts/trivia about me is i have a fear of failure and the unknown.. uhm, i don’t do well being put on the spot. i get really nervous around people i like,, so, more often times than not, i make a fool out of myself. oh also! i tend to be really competitive when i play sports, especially if it’s against the boys haha.

i hope this isn’t too much info! sorry for rambling about myself.. :”)) but thank you so much for taking the time to do this!

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oh please don’t apologize! this is such a beautiful description and i appreciate you putting in the time & effort to make a request ( which i’m super excited to do for you! ).

you sound like an absolutely amazing and adorable person. i hope you enjoy the match-up!

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↪  GUIDELINES

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ー GAVIN

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i see you & gavin as a very adorable and mellow sort of match.

you both have fairly complimenting personalities, were you are both very caring, reserved, and supportive of those who are close to you.

i find that it would be a very doting & sweet sort of relationship because the both of you would constantly be looking out for one another & making sure you’re taking care of yourself.

you especially need someone to look out for you & gavin is that man, because he knows you have a tendency to sacrifice yourself for others.

not that he has anything against your altruistic nature but he knows you will push yourself too far if someone isn’t there to remind you that you need a rest sometimes too.

it’s very evident that you have a big & loving heart, it’s one of the things he loves most about you, is the way you care so much for everyone & how empathetic you can be even ( you called it sensitive but you’re just blessed to feel emotions ).

another thing he adores is how cutely organized you are & the schedules you have set for yourself to remain as productive as you do.

not to mention how organized your work space is, everything properly displayed & all within reach ( your desk would be much easier to navigate than his ).

while you appear to be a very friendly & outgoing person, you are also very introverted, meaning you really do value the peace & quiet, preferably over the ordeal of socializing with others, and gavin understands this entirely.

gavin would be one of the people who you would grow very close to very easily, he has a very laid-back personality & a calm aura about him that allows you to relax.

you both compliment each other in work as well.

not that you both would have the same job, but gavin can see your dedication and persistence in your work, to the point you might work too hard over little details even.

he is never one to push you out of your comfort zone, not harshly at least.

he understands your boundaries & how somethings make up uncomfortable, especially when you struggle in your self confidence & finding a way to balance your inner & out voice.

gavin is gentle in coaxing you to try something, he asks & if you say no, he leaves if for a while, saying maybe next time and only when you’re ready.

being very close i can see you playfully teasing him a lot.

gavin despite seeming like a stereo-typical bad boy™ you find he is the exact opposite.

he is easily flustered by your playfulness & teasing at times, mostly because you say some of the cuteness and dorkiest things to him that he’s never really sure how to respond.

you two would play sports together & i can’t see it any other way.

it would be an afternoon that you’re out shooting hoops when he stops by and asks if he can join you. you agree of course and this poor boy had no idea what he was getting into.

for someone so mellow and well-tempered gavin is absolutely surprised at the sudden competitiveness from you while playing sports. it certainly catches him by surprise.

dates would be personal & pleasant.

gavin would most certainly take you to your favorite bookstore & a small cafe afterwards just up the street.

really he would do absolutely anything to see you smile, so no matter where you go he’s content as long as he sees your smile.

another date idea ( that was entirely an accident the first time ) would be to settle in with each other during a raining & calm evening to do nothing but watch tv & snuggle.

this would be something gavin would love to do with or without the rainy weather though, especially after tiring shifts at the station.

though gavin, going back on gavin actually being a soft & easily flustered cutie, he would only be truly affectionate when the two of you are alone.

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#mr love queen's choice #mlqc #mr love gavin #mlqc gavin #match-up #mr love queen's choice gavin

[blueberry-writingblog]

Hello, I'd love to submit my matchup request for Mr Love Queen's Choice please! I'm 5"2, have a bubbly and social personality, I love getting playfully sassy with friends, but also treasure late night talks about anything and everything~ I definitely have a travel bug and will go to new places on a whim lol. For hobbies I do special effects makeup and am trying to learn photography. Thank you so much for reading my submission! ^^

Of course hon! Hope you don’t mind the wait!

I ship you with!

Victor!

Why? I hear you ask!! Let me explain

He loves the fact that you’re outgoing and love being social, this drew him to you

He loves your playfulness, he loves it when you’re cheeky with him. This gives him a break from his usual stoic lifestyle

He loves the late night chats the both of you share, Victor gets awfully sentimental in the evening and enjoys talking about it. And he loves to hear about the things you get sentimental about

Whenever Victor has travel plans he’ll take you with him, though he frequents certain places often the two of you like discovering new restaurants or park walks while abroad

Victor loves it when you show him all your favourite places.

He’s not going to lie but sfx make-up creeps him out a little bit. He doesn’t fully understand how you can make fake wounds look so real. Be careful when pranking him with sfx make-up he might just take it seriously

Victor finds you the best photography classes he can and enrols you into them as a spontaneous present

On his stressful work days if you drop by he is so happy. Especially if it’s with a cheeky lunch

He tries not to be too material with gifts because he doesn’t want to overwhelm you with lots of things

Victor often cooks you both dinner but on the off chance that you cook he totally swoons at seeing you in the kitchen, no matter how bad you culinary skills

Apologies for the lateness! I just haven’t been too creative the past few days ^^;;

#ask #submission #match-up #mr love victor #mr love #mr love queen's choice #mlqc

[otonymous]

Do you think you will do match ups for MLQC

Hi there Anon!

Likely not at this moment because I’ll be focusing on churning out more 🍋-related material, especially with Kinktober coming up!  Thanks so much for asking though! 😊

#q&a #anonymous #mlqc #mr love queen's choice #love and producer #match ups

[laxmiree]

[CN] MLQC Lucien's Lyric Poetry Event Translation (Day 4-6)

⚠️  SPOILER ALERT  ⚠️

This post contains a HEAVY SPOILER for the event that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

Lyric Poetry Free SSR Event | Prologue+Day 1-3 | Day 4-6 | Day 7-9 | Day 10-12 | Day 13 (Ice Flowers Date)

Translation under the cut!

✧ [Day 4] ✧

The rain is pattering outside the window. I quickly open the umbrella and shake it dry. Then, I take out a small packet from my bag, still damp with a few drops of water.

I quietly spread out several rain-soaked flower buds and place them on the table.

MC: Recently, I've been eagerly anticipating when the flowers along the roadside will bloom...

MC: But today, on my way back, I discovered that many flower buds had been knocked down by the heavy rain.

MC: Do you think these can be preserved as specimens?

Lucien slightly raises his eyebrows, sets down the book he was reading, and then gets up to fetch a towel from the bathroom.

Lucien: Of course, it's possible. However, for long-term preservation, we need to remove excess moisture first.

Lucien: The same applies here.

With a soft towel draped over my head, he gently wipes away the raindrops that had splattered onto me.

(he's so gentle and considerate :")

Lucien's post: Although the plan to enjoy the flowers has been postponed, I’ve gained a special decoration as a result.

MC: You’ve received a gift from spring~

Lucien replied to MC: It's you who made it become our collection, so in this light, perhaps you are the spring.

Lucien’s note: Perhaps next time we can try drip glue craft together and make some more practical "specimens", like matching keychains.

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✧ [Day 5] ✧

I stare at the package in my hand a bit dazedly—an exquisite storage box containing a beautifully patterned small stone.

MC: This is...?

I look at Lucien with some uncertainty.

Those slender eyes curve into a handsome arc, with a hint of slyness lingering in them.

Lucien: Mineral specimens are also a major category of specimens.

MC: Are you saying this is a piece of crystal?

Lucien: No, it's not.

MC: Then... what rare mineral is it?

Lucien: It's not a rare mineral either.

Lucien: It's just a charming little stone.

Lucien: But when I saw it, you happened to message me at the same time.

Lucien: That's the happiest moment for me today.

(CATCH ME SOBBING)

Lucien: The newly opened dessert shop nearby has freshly baked egg yolk pastries.

Lucien: Do you want me to bring back a piece for you?

MC: Yes, please! This shop always has a long line, and I've been curious about it for a while.

Lucien: If it's delicious enough, will it become the specimen we'll work on tomorrow?

MC: What a pity, just a moment ago, that honor already found its recipient.

Lucien: Judging by your tone, it seems I can only patiently await the arrival of tomorrow.

Lucien’s note: I'm quite certain this is also a kind of specimen. ^^

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✧ [Day 6] ✧

MC: Ta-da! This is today's "specimen"!

I proudly place the small box into Lucien's hands.

Lucien: Does this little fox also hide some mysteries?

MC: Hehe, when Professor Lucien sent the message yesterday, I was aimlessly browsing the internet.

MC: After replying to you, the origami tutorial for this little fox was the first video that caught my eye.

Using the same method as him before, I return it to him intact.

The orange little fox sits obediently in his palm, waiting to move into its new home on the shelf.

Lucien’s note: Because the little fox is too cute, I always want to secretly take it away from home and move it to my desk at the Bioultima Research Center.

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#PERHAPS YOU'RE THE SPRING and I sob #THE RECIPROCATION #such a cute event huhu #mlqc lucien #mr love queen's choice #mlqc cn #mlqc spoiler #mlqc #mlqc translation #mr. love queen's choice #mr love lucien #mlqc xu mo #mlqc spoilers

[tartagilicious]

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

ehe i like the way you think, anon!

✧･ﾟ: victor:

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

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

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

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

✧･ﾟ: lucien:

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

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

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

✧･ﾟ: gavin:

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

- it makes him bright red

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

✧･ﾟ: kiro:

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

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

✧･ﾟ: shaw:

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

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

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

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

#mlqc #mr love queen’s choice #mlqc victor #mlqc lucien #mlqc gavin #mlqc kiro #mlqc shaw #mlqc x reader #mlqc headcanons #shorter headcanons for this one D: not much to say hopefully that #-is okay!

[lilsuzn]

MLQC Lucien - NSFW abc headcanons

Sorry I was gone for so long. I was busy doing hot girl shit.

Fandom: Mr. Love: Queen's Choice

Warnings: S.M.U.T.  (the reader is gender neutral, but I quote Lucien’s “silly girl” at one point so idk)

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

It’s probably because of this relationship you two have. One that Lucien thought he could never have.

Frankly, he didn’t really want one. Even with you.

But it was impossible to stop himself from jumping into that rabbit whole.

You are not even a human for him. You are far superior.

A goddess.

A greater being that must be worshiped. Cherished. LOVED THOROUGHLY and Lucien can't stop himself from doing all that.

He would help you clean up with so much care. Hold you like he’s about to lose you. Wisper praises and declarations of love into your ear.

Prefers to stay in bed, but wouldn’t mind to do it in a bath either.

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

He never really gave it much thought, but if you’d ask him, he would probably say - his neck.

Because he noticed how much attention you give it. That given a choice you would always kiss and bite on the neck.

And the unreformable tease he is - he loves your ears.

The way you twitch and squirm when he licks the or softly blows around them. The way you flush when he leans in to whisper directly to it.

All those small reactions get his blood pumping.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

A big fan of cuming onto you.

Your ass is his staple favorite, but chest, stomach, back or… basically anywhere else is not bad at all either.

If he ever comes inside you without a condom… and gets to see his seed dripping out of you… IT’S SUCH A BEAUTIFUL CHANGE OF PERSPECTIVE FOR HIM.

Nothing can beat the look of his seed spilled on your pretty butt, BUT… damn that’s a nice sight.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He doesn’t believe that some deeds can be dirty or naughty.

He's a scientist. Explorer of human's brain. He knows that every single of those is a normal, human thing.

But given that we all know what is this question all about…

Lucien really liked to draw when he was a kid and he still does it from time to time.

And what else could he sketch in his free time if not the most beautiful creation of this world? You. Naked.

He has countless amounts of those at this point. Every part of you has a separate piece. He likes to go through them from time to time.

Meaning every day when you're not around.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Lucien is not a virgin but he had never been in a real relationship before you.

He had some one night stands. A few booty call relationships, but he had never been with someone the way he is with you.

So you were still a challenge, because he could not allow himself any shortcomings when it came to you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

That’s a spoiler for the future, but Lucien is more than willing to try everything and he doesn’t really feel any special bond with a particular position.

However he does have a particular group and if you remember what I said in C above, you know where I’m going.

From behind. Seeing your butt shake. He’s an ass man. (would love to try anal if you’d show an intrest in that)

Major bonus points if you turn your head to the side and look at him. With your lovely, beautiful face that he loves oh so much.

He instantly speeds up to the point that no man should ever reach and will happily carry you around for a day or two - you’ll need it.

Because after that there could never be only one round. Or even two or three.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

I wouldn’t call it goofy.

It’s very intense. Almost in a spiritual sense.

For Lucien sex is a metter of high importance. There’s no room for fooling around.

He needs to focus, so afterwards you’re completely spent, blissed and fucked to the point where you could never enjoy sex with any other man.

Toxic trait of this cutesy otome boy - possessiveness, and although he won’t try to control what and with who you do... 

(the man has some dignity and respect for your autonomy)

He will make sure you won’t be able to forget who makes you feel so f*in' good and being ‘goofy’ won’t make the statement.

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

I think Lucien would be somewhat groomed, but not bold.

Shaving just isn’t natural and therefore necessarily good for one’s body.

Therefore, if you shave he might try to convince you to stop.

I want to touch a woman, not a girl - he would say.

Carpet matches the drapes (however I like to think that Lucien has ginger pubes dontjudgeme)

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Said first in A, now will be more specific.

With Lucien sex is some kind of a ritual of worship.

It’s a sacrifice for his goddess. His energy, his time, his most attentive care.

Love beams from his eyes even stronger than light does from the sun.

The foreplay will be elongated. You need to come at least twice before he enters you (see T).

During he roams your body with his hands. Boldly, but not aggressively… unless you’d like it.

Afterwards… well, just read A again.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He’s a very busy man, so he doesn’t get many chances, but…

When he can he’s right at it… thinking of that pretty ass of yours.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Lucien is quite kinky.

He's in for anything that doesn’t go under N conditions. Anything. 

Likes bondage. No. He loves it. On you. And blindfolds.

SPANKING.

DOM BOY, but wouldn’t mind to go sub from time to time for you.

You want you to submit thoroughly, so he can thoroughly please you. Give you all that can be given.

Lives for roleplaying.

He also is really into body worship. He will praise you to the point of incredibility. 

See T gir. It’s really an intense game.

Lives to hear you beg for him.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He likes to be in a private, comfortable place, when he doesn’t have to worry about any interruptions or other inconveniences.

Best in your or his place.

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

First of all he really needs no convincing.

BUT.

The beast is awake momentarily when you wear his clothes. Like his sweater when you're cold. Or a shirt after a passionate night.

"You make a very nice sight indeed."

Other thing is lingerie. He likes it dark and erotic. Satin and straps. Maybe some nice, sheer mesh.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No humiliating one another.

Nothing that even comes close to making you feel like he might have attempted to disrespect you.

Also - no outsiders.

And no hiding one another's fantasies. He’s there to please and satisfy you. Don’t take it away from him.

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

Eghem.

Can you stay up all night

Fuck me till the daylight 

34+35

If you don't get it yet, it means he wants to 69 with you.

All night. Every night.

The taste of you in his mouth is heavenly.

The feeling and sight of your mouth enveloping his groin is pure ecstasy.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He doesn’t have much of a fav.

It all depends on his mood.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Meh...

It’s not like an unacceptable option, but he prefers delayed gratification.

Will agree if you insist, but won’t ever offer.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

OF COURSE. YES. PLEASE.

Why would he ever limit himself to known and obvious, when there might be something far, far superior to what both of you already know.

He enjoys erotic literature. Sometimes reads online articles about interesting positions, toys or new ways to make you come harder and faster.

Won’t shy away from many things. Just remember about what I said in N.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

This man rarely sleeps. Rarely even rests.

This man is a rabbit.

It's more likely you will pass out of exhaustion then that he will take a break from fucking you. Weather it's with his hands, dick, lips or… other things. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Speaking of other things.

And fucking.

Lucien invested in a nice collection for the two of you. Vibrators. Rings. Suckers.

He likes to please you in every way he can. 

While the toys take care of you, you suck onto him.

Sometimes you just embrace yourself as the toys take care of your needs. And you go like this for hours. Until you can't take it anymore.

And let's not forget the bondage equipment. Ropes, handcuffs, blindfolds, gags, whips….

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Obvi. What did you expect?

A lot.

For hours.

Until all you’re able to say is “Lucien” and “Please”.

Edging is not negotiable. Happens every time. Often to the point when you come so fast and unexpectedly he just couldn’t stop on time.

Will talk dirty to your ear in public to then “accidently” stroke your nipple or if he feels particularly bold that day - your crotch.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Not shy at all. No shame.

Will moan, groan, pant and hiss all he wants and as loudly as he wants.

Let the neighbors hear. Why would he feel ashamed of fucking you?

LOVES when you do the same.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He would love to take you for a weekend trip. In the mountains. Renting a nice cottage.

Necessarily with a fireplace. And a jacuzzi.

He would have it decorated with many, many gleaming candles. Set all around the cottage.

The soothing music would play.

His fingers would play with your sex while you soak yourselfs in the jacuzzi.

Then he would lay you on a soft carpet in front of the fireplace and make love to you. True, unmistakable love.

It would be a trip to remember for the rest of your lives.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

First off all, see this meme.

He just emanuates that massive dick energy. That’s just facts. No one in the bunch can relate. I’m sorry stans of the other 4, it’s not my fault, don’t @ me.

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

High. Very high sometimes.

Okay - usually very high, sometimes extremely high.

All nighters will happen at least once a week unless one of you really has a tough week or just had one and still tries to get everything together.

Otherwise no mercy. His lover needs to have all her needs fulfilled. Lucien would never allow you to walk around hungry or cold. Why would he let you be unsatisfied in this category, silly girl?

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not right away for sure. 

He wants to watch you fall asleep. And then see those cutest expressions you make in your slumber.

Sometimes he just grabs a book and holds your hand until you wake up.

Other times he isn't able to resist it and falls asleep. You in his arms. His world at peace.

#mlqc #mr love queen's choice #mlqc fanfic #mlqc hc #mlqc headcanon #mlqc lucien #mlqc smut

[thatfanfictionchick]

MLQC : Kiro x MC : Show Me

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Rating: 18+; Explicit

Summary: Award show shenanigans ensue when you remind Kiro that he’s not the only reckless person around.

Warnings: Dry humping; Public flashing; Unprotected vaginal intercourse; Choking; Forced orgasm; 

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“Kiro, aren’t you done yet? We’re gonna be late!” I sat on the couch in the penthouse where Kiro was staying, admiring the way my heels shimmered in the light before slipping them on my feet.

Kiro was being honored at an award ceremony for his performance on one of our shows. It wasn’t any surprise for him, but for me this was a huge deal. I couldn’t believe that I was going along with him, that I would be at such a flashy event with my company name being honored alongside Kiro the Superstar. The fact that I was secretly dating said superstar was an extra adrenaline fueled bonus.

“Kir-oh!”

He stepped around the corner, fixing the buttons on the sleeve of his suit. Savin had, for whatever reason, decided an all black ensemble would fit the occasion best. The only hint of color otherwise was an intricate design sewed with jewel blue thread on one lapel of the jacket. His usually messy hair was carefully styled and he’d changed his earrings to two matte black studs to match the rest of the outfit. I felt my cheeks burn and stumbled as I stood quickly. He was gorgeous.

He looked up and I recognized at once the look that swept over his face. He hadn’t seen me while I was getting ready. Hadn’t seen the sparkly strapless mermaid dress before with its sweetheart neckline and slit that ran nearly to my hip.

“We’re going to be late.” I said again, breathless, gripping my matching clutch tightly. My heart raced under the look he gave me. 

“So?” The barest raise of his eyebrows. His hands frozen in place even though he had finished with the buttons. I took a step toward him. A moth drawn to his burning flame. It was just one little word but I knew from the low tone exactly what is encompassed. The temptation to stay. To let him peel the fabric from my body. To let him bare me with his confident hands before driving me to pieces beneath him.

The knock on the door startled us both and a moment later Savin stepped inside, uttering a surprised but pleased greeting at my presence, Anna at his heels. Anna buzzed with excitement and we squealed our compliments about each other’s outfits as Savin herded us all into the hall.

“-Kiro will come in the first car with me, and-”

“No, she should come with me.” The bare edge of the command sent a shiver down my spine as Kiro inclined his head towards me. “It makes more sense for the producer to be with the star.” Savin started to disagree but Anna stopped him.

“He’s right.” she said. “The photographers will be expecting to get the two of them coming together.” Neither of them had been told about the relationship between Kiro and me, but at times like these I wondered if Anna had figured it out on her own. 

I swallowed hard, the heat from Kiro’s hand at the small of my back as he opened the car door had my face burning all over again. He sat next to me, radiating a sort of scorching intensity, jovially greeting the driver before pressing the button to raise the blackout soundproof partition between the front and back of the car. We pulled away from the building and I trembled as Kiro turned in the seat to face me. I took a deep breath before lifting my face to his. I knew that the look in his eyes would be enough to send me spiraling.

Those big blue eyes were dark, pupils blown wide as his fingers touched my jaw, tracing a line up to my ear before tilting my head, his tongue sliding between my lips to tangle with my own. I thanked my lucky stars that I had chosen to go with a smudge-and-smear proof stain instead of lipstick as his teeth caught my bottom lip, tugging softly. My fingers dug into the seat, scraping at the leather to keep myself from mussing his clothes or ruffling his hair. “You look amazing,” I managed to whisper against his lips. His hands were gliding up my thighs, under my dress, his thumbs digging into the skin as he urged me to open my legs to him.

“That’s my line,” he murmured before hooking the back of my knee and pulling me to straddle his lap. Shoving the fabric of my dress aside he gripped my ass, his arms bracing against my thighs. The thin cotton of my underwear was less than useless at stopping the sensation as he ground my sex against his already stiff cock.

“Kiro, your clothes!” I tried to pull away but he only held me tighter, his lips chasing mine until his tongue had effectively silenced me. 

“Just for a minute.” he urged quietly between feverish kisses. I accepted defeat with a whimper, pressing down over him, the two of us dry humping in the back of the limo like a pair of randy teenagers. The hotel was only a few blocks away from the venue, there wasn’t time for anything more. I desperately wished for some kind of road block, something to offer us even five extra minutes. I wanted so badly to feel his cock stretch me, to sink down on it over and over until he came. The idea of walking down the red carpet and accepting an award on a stage in front of thousands of people, all of it televised, all the while with Kiro’s cum slowly leaking into my underwear had my perverted little heart racing wildly.

But all too quickly we could hear the racket of the media as the limo joined the cue in front of the venue. With a soft disappointed groan Kiro let me go. We didn’t speak as I fished my clutch off the floor and Kiro cracked the windows, the cool air helping disperse the flushed color of his cheeks as he fought the urge to run his fingers through his hair. The tension was crushing; we didn’t need to speak to know that both of us would be on edge until we’d finished what we’d started. It seemed counter productive but not speaking helped us more than attempting to make light of the arousal pulsing through our bodies.

The limo stopped, the door was opened, and Kiro and I stepped out into an explosion of flashing lights. The smiles on our faces betraying nothing of the unbearable want that was plain to us in the way I gripped his arm, the way he covered my hand in the crook of his elbow with his own when I stumbled over a wrinkle in the carpet. The journalists would write about how polite he was as he smiled serenely at me and asked if I was okay, none of them would take note of the protective tone or the possessive glimmer in his lust blown pupils. 

Once whisked through the doors the noise dimmed significantly and almost immediately we were offered crystal flutes of champagne on a silver platter. There was approximately 90 minutes before the ceremony was scheduled to start, plenty of time to mingle. There were actors and dancers and other musical artists, but none of them attracted a crowd like Kiro did. I slipped my hand out of his hold, bidding him good luck with a grin as I allowed the others of his calibre to swarm, crossing the extravagant reception area to talk to two people I recognized as Loveland TV employees, waiting for Anna’s arrival.

We did nothing but share occasional smiles paired with smoldering eyes for the next hour as Kiro was passed around, introduced by Savin to one fellow star after another. Anna left me to talk to a former colleague and I found myself alone, standing next to a long table that glittered with crystal and silver dishes bearing various small morsels. There were several more just like it and this one so far was the least visited. Kiro caught my eye from 10 feet away, I caught the way his tongue peeked out to slide along his lower lip before briefly sinking his teeth into it. My heart sped up and I felt heat flash along my spine and over my cheeks. I leaned forward to grab another glass of champagne and barely managed to stifle the gasp that sucked my breath away. The corner of the table had slipped beneath my dress and right between my thighs, the fabric of my panties catching and dragging deliciously against my clit. I hadn’t realized how wet I was until the drenched fabric was pressed to mold against my body. Stepping back, blushing furiously, I turned as if to survey the artwork hanging on the wall, watching the crowd out of the corner of my eye as I slipped my fingers between my legs through the long slit of my dress. They came out glistening and wet, my underwear soaked, and now that I was acutely aware of it I could feel the way my thighs stuck together, the flesh tacky from my arousal. 

At that moment an usher came to call on everyone to start making their way to their seats and the crowd slowly started to filter into the two large doorways that led to the stage. A wicked thrill shot through me and I quickly opened my clutch, pulling out my phone as I followed the others. Kiro was a little ways ahead of me, talking animatedly to a pair of adult siblings as they waited for the crowd to thin before stepping into the dim hall. I heard the jaunty message tune and he laughed, “better put that on silent!” as he fished his phone out of his pocket.

 I knew the moment he read the words. Saw the way his jaw clenched, heard the crackle of plastic as he accidentally gripped his phone too hard. The siblings were talking to Savin now and Kiro took the smallest step back, his eyes absolutely frigid as they stared at me. I tried not to smile, blinking innocently with the slightest tilt of my head. I knew the five words I sent had him fighting to keep from making a scene.

[My pussy is so wet.]

His eyes darted around, surveying the last of the crowd as we stepped into the hall, he and the others still several feet ahead of me. I saw the way his throat bobbed as he swallowed before he met my gaze again. I felt like a bumbling baby fawn under the hungry gaze of a predator. His tongue dragged along his bottom lip again and he slid his phone in his pocket. His lips curled in a small smirk before slowly mouthing “Show me.”

My breath caught in my lungs. Surely he couldn’t be serious! His eyes were burning in their intensity and as his smirk grew into a full sneer I realized it was a taunt. He didn’t think I’d do it, he just wanted to see me squirm. I looked side to side, lifting my hands as if checking my hair. Other than the few ushers who were busy cleaning up the tables, there was no one else behind me. We were the last of the crowd slowly filtering down to the seats. 

My heart racing, my palms slightly clammy, I couldn’t quite meet his eyes, choosing to look at the bow of his upper lip as I twisted my fingers in the silky fabric of my dress. Bottom lip caught between my teeth I lifted the sweeping fabric, making tactful use of the high slit to expose myself. I prayed fervently that none of the others turned around.

Kiro was thunderstruck, his mouth briefly hanging open as he stared at the dark wet spot on my underwear. I knew he was thinking about how easy his cock would slide inside me. The way the dim lighting flashed off the marks down my thighs had his hands curling into tight fists that he shoved in his pockets, using them to disguise the way his cock thickened and swelled. The look in his eyes was positively feral and I knew if he could he would slam me against the wall where we stood and fuck me until he could barely stand. It wouldn’t be the first time.

He turned away abruptly as I let my dress down, his face switching immediately to a peppy mask. He didn’t look at me again as he made our way down the hall, laughing softly at whatever Savin was saying. There was another hallway that intersected at the very back row of seats as the main hall opened into a wide aisle and he said something quietly to Savin before ducking down it, gone by the time I hurried to peek.

Several minutes later, as I was nearing the front row where our seats were he still hadn’t returned. I started to worry that I had upset him. Maybe I had misread his intentions somehow? Anna was standing at the end of the row of seats with Savin and I realized quickly I’d have to make something up. 

“Anna.” I whispered just loud enough that I figured Savin could catch what I was saying. “You wouldn’t happen to have a...feminine product with you, would you?” 

Based on the way Savin’s cheeks flushed and he turned away, he’d heard.

Anna gasped softly. “Oh honey, no! Not now!”

I grimaced. “The absolute worst timing! You guys go sit, I’m gonna go find a bathroom, I’ll hurry.” I turned and walked quickly back up the aisle, greeting the handful of people I knew before reaching the hall he had gone down. It was slightly darker, and I could hear voices and what sounded like the clatter of dishware the farther I walked. I realized I hadn't been paying attention to the signs and made to turn back, wondering if I had passed the restrooms when someone grabbed me by the arm and pulled me through a side door.

I barely registered the blonde hair, a dull almost-gray in the dark room before his lips were on mine, all teeth and tongue with unrestrained ferocity. It was a wonder I didn't lose a shoe as he pushed me backwards. Something solid stopped me and immediately his hand was dipping under my dress, fingers probing the fabric over my slit with heavy strokes.

"Fuck!" Kiro rarely swore so the word, uttered in a soft growl against my lips, sent another wave of electric arousal shooting through me. His fingers dug deeper, sticky cotton rubbing my clit as he pressed tight circles around it. "Baby you're fucking soaked." He pulled back and I chanced a glance around. We were in a kitchen prep area and I was pressed against a wide island counter. There was an open doorway to the left and the faint sounds of people talking and laughing.

His hands were rapidly undoing his belt and my throat suddenly felt very dry. "Kiro…" His cock came out, swollen and red and leaking and just as suddenly my mouth felt too wet. "Kiro, the - the award show…" Not even I believed the breathy words were a protest as he pulled the crotch of my underwear to the side and I leaned back on the counter, spreading my legs wider as his cock slid between my puffy lips.

"I don't fucking care," Kiro hissed. My cunt throbbed as he filled me with one smooth stroke, the action accompanied by a wet sounding squelch and I bit back the sob in my throat. "The only thing I fucking care about is this." Every thrust was punctuated by obscenely slick, wet noises as he fucked me hard and fast. He grabbed the neckline of my dress and hauled me forward to kiss him and that's when I noticed the trickles of gold bleeding through his eyes. 

So that's how this was going to happen. I shivered, pussy clenching as he bit the plush of my lower lip before his tongue was licking into my mouth, catching my own with broad hungry strokes. I hadn't realized I had pushed him so far but I couldn't say that I wasn't eagerly awaiting the fallout. 

He released me with a low snarl, his hand closing loosely around my neck and I whimpered. The silken skin of his shaft now dragged inside me, stirring my fluttering walls with slow precision. His eyes were luminous pools of liquid gold and I knew I was trembling like mad with anticipation as his forehead softly touched mine. His lips curled in another smirk.

"Can't wait to take you on stage full of my cum." I tried to make a sound but he shushed me, his fingers squeezing tighter around my neck. His other hand smoothed down my waist and held my hip tightly as he bottomed out inside me. "Now be good and keep quiet while you cum on my cock."

My head fell back as my whole body shuddered, my lips parted in a silent scream as waves of pleasure washed over me. The sensation only heightened when he grabbed my hips with bruising force to mercilessly split my clenched walls over and over with his cock as he chased his own orgasm. He filled me with a hoarse groan, coating every inch of my pussy with shallow thrusts. I shakily wrapped my arms around his shoulders and hugged him tightly, feeling the warmth of his breath wash over my neck.

When he pulled out he made sure to fix my underwear, running his hand between my legs one last time. I couldn't help giggling as he fixed his own clothes, squinting at his lap in the dark trying to see if his pants had gotten dirty. "Serves you right!" I teased. But not even I was immune to his pout and after we stepped out into the lit hall I made sure his clothes were stain free. As I went to walk on he grabbed my hand, pulling me back and kissing me softly in the middle of the hall. I squealed and looked around wildly. "Kiro! What if we get caught!?"

He sighed and let me go, his face pinched in anger. "So what if we do?" He waved his hand down the hall, toward the crowded stage. "I'm tired of this, you know? I'm tired of not being able to hold your hand in public. I'm tired of seeing pictures of me with every girl who clings to me at an event speculating whether or not they're my girlfriend. I'm tired of saying 'still single!' during interviews. It's like we're supposed to be ashamed and I'm so tired of it." The malice in his last few words was sharp.

I knew exactly how he felt. When Kiro came back his return to stardom was in a fragile state and it seemed safest to keep the romantic nature of our relationship a secret. I realized that his increased agitation tonight wasn't just because of what happened in the limo. This has been brewing for a while.

"Do you love me?"

"More than anything." I answered without hesitating. He held his hand out, the expectation in his bright blue eyes was clear.

"Then show me."

#i guess it got a little angsty there at the end didn't it lol #what is genre i certainly don't know #clearly cannon is an overcooked noddle and this is made up of bizarre bends #mr love queens choice #mr love queens choice smut #mlqc #mlqc smut #mlqc kiro #mlqc kiro smut #i don't think i've written a single Kiro fic that doesn't make reference to Helios in some way #likewise #i don't think I have a single Helios fic that doesn't draw back to Kiro

[op-peccatori]

Match ups? I've never done this before, so here's about me, I'm in my early 30s(I often get people assuming I'm younger) and artist about 5'5 I have epilepsy love reading(fan fics... lol) love playing video games with friends. I've never actually been in a relationship so I don't know what my pet peeves would be, as long as they're honest. I'm a bit quiet until I get to know you. I play MLQC and ikemen vampire. Thank you! 💖

Hiiii!♡ Thank you for requesting, I hope you like it!

The characters I chose for you are: Lucien (MLQC) and Isaac (IkeVamp)

The biggest factor in choosing them was you being new to a relationship, and I felt that these two would be wonderful companions to have on this journey, warm and supportive as you explore together, as these are characters who aren’t all that familiar with relationships either.

While they wouldn’t play video games as much on their own, they’d always be down to play with you if you asked! Especially if it makes you happy ☺️ They would be your partner and your friend. Isaac would always be honest with you, and while Lucien isn’t exactly one for outright lies, he is more inclined towards hiding his thoughts. Nonetheless, knowing how important honesty is to you, he’ll do his best to be forthright.

They’re very patient, especially Lucien. You mentioned epilepsy, and I think Lucien in particular would be a wonderful support system to have. Isaac too, would do his best to understand as much as he can and be there for you.

Both of them would LOVE to see your art if you’re comfortable sharing it with them, always intrigued by your process and what inspired you to do something a certain way.

#deanobsession #mlqc match ups #ikevamp match ups #mlqc lucien #ikevamp isaac #match ups 💗 #mlqc #ikemen vampire

[ginkgomoon]

Gavin and MC’s High School History- Detailed Timeline

Dedicated to my amazing and kind friend @cheri-cheri- one of the Queens of the MLQC fandom on Tumblr! I literally didn’t know how to use it before but I had learnt how in order to keep up with her posts. Without her work, I literally wouldn’t be on here making my own blog either. Thank you, Cheri!!

This is a timeline following the years of high school that MC and Gavin had together. Compiled of dates, rumours and secrets, calls, texts, and other from multiple servers. The source will be shown allocated to its corresponding sentence. I created this because I was really moved when I rewatched Gavin’s Old Days Date and suddenly thought of the many things other players could have missed out on regarding their high school years. If there is anything you need clarification on, or if you would like to add anything in, feel free to send a post/ask or just comment and I’ll try to incorporate and adjust accordingly! 

Based off of true correspondence of the Chinese education system in Shanghai, where the schools there are very strict, with specific responsibilities and events students must have and attend to. In addition, this is different from Western school systems where years 7-9 are in a seperate schools from years 10-12 before university. Dates and seasons mentioned will also be noted as accurately as possible to suit the Loveland storyline in which different events occurred. I felt like a detective trying to piece a fractured storyline together to solve a mystery, honestly...

Prepare your tissues, your milk tea and your soul because even I almost didn’t make it to publish this...

Timeline

2008

Gavin enters high school.

2009

MC and Minor enter high school. MC does her hair in a nice ponytail, one of the only hairstyles she ever had in school.

Gavin is a grade above her. He is in his last year of high school. [Spring Festival Date]

Late Autumn of October 2010

“I noticed who you were before you ever noticed me.” 

On a rainy first day of school, Gavin helps Mr Keller move the tables and chairs in the classroom. 

Without taking an umbrella, Gavin leaves. 

At the same time, MC saves a cat in the rain with her handkerchief, attempting to shield it from the incoming rain under a roof. She gives it snacks from her bag while sheltering it from the rain. 

Gavin thinks she was nerdy-looking, but couldn't take his eyes off her and watches her from a distance for a long time. He feels out of place standing.

She looks back at him in astonishment, not knowing how long he stood for. 

She smiles at Gavin.

Gavin notes that MC’s smile just like her eyes, were pure and comforting as they start filling his vision. 

The rain starts to get heavier and MC shivers. 

Something stirred in Gavin’s heart as he notices this, and kicks a can in frustration then shelters her with his jacket. 

He runs away as MC shouts, “thank you!” 

She didn’t know it was Gavin who gave her his jacket at the time.

MC goes back and is then told by her fellow classmates that the boy she encountered was the “tyrant school bully”,  and “the Underworld Senior Gavin”, and that she should stay away from him. [Tilted Time- Rumours and Secrets]

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MC finds piano dull to play the same songs over and over again.

MC in her spare time practices and sings to Liszt’s Liebestraum No. 3 (Love Dream) for a talent show.

At the rooftop, Gavin is wounded by a gangster’s knife. A gradually intensifying melody is heard. 

Gavin kicks the gangster boss but then is pursued again. Outnumbered, wounded and losing consciousness due to major blood loss, the gangster boss kicks Gavin off the roof. 

Gavin reaches out, to something- anything. 

A heavy, surging melody sounded, transcending through time and allows Gavin to reflect on his past- to his father, to his late mother, and invokes deep reflection and epiphanies. 

Heavy notes seep into Gavin’s ears as he almost hits rock bottom. He feels his limbs emerging with the wind and awakens his wind evol. 

Gavin is now reborn.

The music continued to play. Gavin ends up humming with a bird. 

He then hears MC’s singing.

MC stops, mesmerised by the ginkgo leaves flying through the wind. The ginkgo leaves falling was her favourite time of the year in high school. This vivid sight is still engraved in her memory after many years.

Gavin vows to protect her for the rest of his life. [Campus Date]

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Gavin saved Minor from bullies. 

Minor also happens to be MC’s outgoing, talkative desk mate who sometimes helped old ladies cross the street. How he managed to hang around Gavin and not get beaten up, nobody knew (except us). He would often copy MC’s homework but never dragged her down with him if he got caught. This was MC’s biggest impression of him. 

During science class, MC cooked noodles for Minor on the Bunsen burner when he was hungry. The recipe was Shrimp flavoured instant noodles, mix two eggs in well, then add a dab of sea salt and black pepper. [S1 Chapter 7-1]

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Gavin is always at the school gates at 7:30am. Carrying his flat school bag, he orders fish balls at the snack kiosk on the north side of the school. It was the third day in a row that Minor notices this. [Minor’s Memory Book]

Gavin would occasionally travel around on his bicycle. (Pre-debut Sparky??) He says he was good at riding it. [Lost Love Date]

It was hard to find Gavin as he’s rarely at school, so she didn’t see him until 3 days later when MC went to the library at sunset. 

She tries to retrieve “Byron’s Poetry Collection” from the top of a 2-metre shelf, and since Gavin was a head taller, he was able to help her get it. 

He musters up the introduction that he recited many times- but MC quickly thanks him and leaves before he could speak.

Minor notices Gavin watching after MC and that he was SMIL-ING. 

He helps him locate MC and reports that every day after school she would go to the library for afternoon revision, always sitting in the same seat. 

Gavin sat at a corner not far, quietly flipping through textbooks he hated. People who were reading in the library would be driven away because they were scared of him LOL

MC would then leave at 5pm sharp to go back home. 

Gavin commits to walking back 10 metres behind her with Minor every day on forward. [CN Tilted Time Rumours and Secrets] 

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Gavin saves Minor from bullies again. Minor dedicates himself to be his “bro”. 

He finds out that MC is an honours student, but doesn’t know that she’s the school orchestra leader. [Mystery Wings Event] and [Mark Date] However, he does know that she’s renowned as the “campus belle/ school flower”.

Minor idly mentions that more people were giving MC love letters.

Gavin tells Minor to collect all the people who were planning to confess their love to MC. Minor doesn’t want to be wingman anymore HAHA

Gavin stared those boys down as they trembled with fear. He tells them to take them back and if they scare her, he’ll make them regret it. 

Minor realises Gavin’s feelings for MC. [Minor’s Memory Book] 

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MC eats from a small stall outside the school gate selling red bean puffs. ($3 for one, $5 for two. What a deal!) 

She also encounters the stall that sells sugar figurines [Gift of Life- Sugar Figurine Call]

MC ate chocolate sticks often at school. It's also a memory of student life for Gavin, as well. [CN 2021 March Sign-In Taste of Happiness]

Students would scramble for the small swing set in the school garden. MC never went at lunch breaks, but she watches the sunset on it after school. Gavin is sometimes nearby. MC never noticed him, but she does however notice the ginkgo leaves dancing in the wind. [Mini House Small Happening- Leisure Time]

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Gavin isn’t his usual self anymore. He sees MC out in the library everyday and starts reading “5 Years of College Examinations and 3 Years of Sample Questions” (book for colleague entrance examinations).

MC watches a basketball match at school. She calls someone from an away team “dashing” because they won with a dunk. This has been engraved in Gavin’s memory ever since. [Dreamers Date]

Gavin found out that he was very fond of basketball success stories, rushing into the court to try hundreds of shots after. He writes “I will beat you” beside Sakuragi Hanamichi from a Slam Dunk poster alongside “not a step back”.

(Slam Dunk starts out with a boy wanting to play basketball to impress his crush.)

Gavin then injures his head badly :(

He realises that basketball couldn’t help him to protect anything he wanted. He determines that he will do whatever it takes (to “beat” himself”). [Mystery Wings Event]

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Gavin leans against a tree as he watches MC hurry down the corridor as she clutches a textbook. [Boundary Rumours and Secrets]

MC would eat pocky. Gavin would eat them too. [2021 March Sign-In Moments]

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MC faints during a sports meet because she didn’t eat breakfast.

Gavin hurries to carry her to the infirmary. [CN Delightful Search Date]

He leaves bread and milk before she wakes up.

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MC is on duty during PE class, which happens to be on basketball. 

Minor was careless about his aim and the ball almost hit her in the head. Gavin slams the ball away. [Minor’s Memory Book]

Gavin glares at Minor as MC thanks him.

Minor also “accidentally” pushes MC towards him.

Gavin glares again.

Gavin later is continuously shooting hoops. 

MC returns late at night to clean up the gym but all had been returned neatly in the basket. MC wanted to thank him but couldn’t. [CN Basketball Court Date]

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There was a school sports competition that they attended. Gavin participated in the 10 lap race and came first by an impressive large measure. [Minor’s Memory Book]

MC participates in the sprint race, too. Gavin is worried about her performance, and if she would faint again. 

Gavin requests Minor to take a photo of her on his phone (which probably ended up as the photo that he carried with him in his early days at special training where the other men teased him about hiding a photo of a girl.) 

Approaching the End of October 

Gavin, Minor and MC are walking home. 

The weather is cold, and Gavin notices MC shivering in the distance. Gavin, conflicted by this, tells Minor to buy MC a hot drink without telling her that it was from him. [CN Tilted Time Rumours and Secrets] 

MC would occasionally spot a hot drink or a carton of strawberry milk in the piano room. [Chapter 31-12]

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Gavin one day is conflicted by their early exchange, recalling how MC looks startled at the entrance of the library after seeing each other. His spirit depletes, kicking himself (metaphorically) in the corner of the classroom at how he might have scared her. 

Minor rushes in with a pink bandaid from MC for the wound at his mouth. 

He carefully took that bandaid, treating it as if it was his world’s most precious treasure.

This pink bandaid was always taped on his heart and whenever he stepped into the swamp-like darkness of the night, it gave off a faint warmth. [Mystery Wings Event]

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MC starts to notice Gavin everywhere. At the corners of windows, she would see his figure. At the library, he would help her retrieve books from higher places. She would also see books laid out on his table, but most of the time he would be sleeping. Beneath his overlapping arms, he sees “Byron’s Poetry Collection”. Gavin doesn’t understand the poems, though. 

Lord Byron's "Don Juan" - Canto the Ninth, XVI 

"To be, or not to be?" — Ere I decide I should be glad to know that which is being? 'Tis true — we speculate both far and wide, And deem, because we see, we are all-seeing; For my part, I'll enlist on neither side Until I see both sides for once agreeing; For me, I sometimes think that Life is Death,

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At the music rehearsal room on the fifth floor, she would see a corner of his shirt in the wind. 

MC thinks Gavin is friendly and slowly lets down her guard. 

At the canteen, he would offer her the last bottle of water. 

She begins smiling at him when they see each other, with the small arcs forming on her lips, soon becoming smiles that made her eyes squint.

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MC would walk along the Senior hallways and subconsciously stop at a certain classroom- catching the sight of Gavin sleeping. On one particular day, she sees him standing by the window, staring at the sky. 

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Minor asks Gavin if he could form a band with him. Gavin rejects him. He then asks Gavin if he wanted to join the school’s singing competition. Gavin rejects him again, saying that he didn’t perform for unimportant people or have others tell him how well he could play.

MC plays “Falling Slowly” on the piano. Gavin hearing this, learns to play the guitar. He doesn’t know the name of the song but familiarises himself with the melody. [CN Music and the Past Call]

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Whenever school let students out early, she would go to Lynn’s Kitchen. MC gets her noodles with clear broth, chopped scallions and a half-boiled egg. Gavin usually gets his spicy noodles with garlic, cilantro, thinly sliced beef.

Gavin remembers her favourite order. 

MC leaves a post-it note at Lynn’s Kitchen, “I might never see you again and I didn’t even get to say goodbye. I miss you”, about a friend who transferred schools. 

Gavin knows she hates people who leave without saying goodbye the most.

Gavin, also in the vicinity near Lynn’s Kitchen, writes a post note.  “Until I met you.” [Mystery Box Game]

He saves Mr Noah’s son from an accident, immediately takes him to the hospital and pays for the medical fees. [Anime]

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Gavin dismisses rumours of high school romance. 

“If you confessed on the 7th step of the stairway in the corner of the 3rd floor then it’ll succeed, or if you carved your name and another person’s name on the 6th tree in the courtyard at the back then your misunderstandings will be resolved, or if a guy gave the girl he liked the second button of his uniform on graduation day then the two of them will end up happy together.”

At lunch, he hears MC talking about the second button, and upon seeing her yearning face, he raises his head in thought, suddenly couldn’t wait for graduation. He tears off his second button. [Mystery Wings Event]

Gavin is just in love at this point.

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Gavin sees one of the top students stealing money from a shop outside of school. The shopkeeper doesn’t believe him. 

He stops the student on his way home to hand him back the money. 

MC sees him at the alley then leaves.

Gavin spent all the money on a walkman he wanted for a very long time.

Mr Keller was the only one who believed in him. He said to him, “Since you can’t change what others think of you, you might as well just listen to your heart.” This had a great impact on Gavin. [Campus Date] 

Winter 

In the snowfall, the school allowed additional ten minutes of break time. The class next to MC’s stuffed Minor’s shirt with snowballs.

Gavin thought of helping him with a counterattack but MC had already returned a snowball to the male student who pulled the prank. 

Gavin looks at MC the whole time. [CN Recovery ASMR]

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MC overheads girls in her class say that Gavin had bullied students for lunch money that morning. 

MC rides her bike back home after studying at the library for her finals. 

MC sees Gavin being handed an envelope full of money at Lynn’s Kitchen in an alleyway. 

She mistook it for him taking protection money. 

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Summer of June 2011

On a humid afternoon, MC looks outside the window of the classroom in boredom. A boy in a loose-fitting school uniform ran by. She couldn’t make out his face. [S1 Chapter 7-23]

MC begins to distance herself from Gavin. She rushes out of class and goes straight home instead.

Gavin is sad. He broods by the piano room, goes to the library to brood, then stares at the place MC sits to brood some more. 

Minor wonders how he’s able to stare all afternoon at an empty space in the library but sleeps all day during class hours. [Minor’s Memory Book]

Before graduation, Gavin’s father expresses his thoughts for Gavin to join the organisation for special training. Gavin refuses, but his father uses MC to influence him to agree. 

Gavin remembers the panic and timidity in MC’s eyes when she first met him. He recalls that moment was probably the hardest to bear in his life.

Gavin in his short period of freedom writes a letter to MC. He ponders about what to say, thinking about their first encounter, and how she started to distance herself from him. But all he writes is-  

“Saturday 9am, I will be at the school library waiting for you.

-Gavin.”

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MC attends the flag-raising ceremony and rehearses her speech. She then leaves to study for her exams. 

Meanwhile, Gavin finishes a fight with other boys from school in an alley after they talk inappropriately about MC. [Old Days Date]

Gavin, bloodied and bruised, asks Minor to make another copy of his letter. 

This is the only thing that Gavin had asked Minor to do so of course, he agreed. [Chapter 7-11]

Minor thinks the letter is a symbol of passion and fierce love due to the bloodstains and decides to keep the original. 

He writes “GAVIN” and places it on MC’s desk for her to see the next day. 

(In the Campus Date, the older MC is the one who finds him instead of Minor and treats him to his injuries. She ends up seeing the contents of the letter to find him later on.)

MC mistakes the letter as a threat and throws it away. 

That Weekend

Gavin sits for 14 hours in the library waiting for MC, scanning the library every now and then.

With a fingertip, he rubs “Byron’s Poetry Collection” and carefully sandwiches a dried and yellowed ginkgo leaf into the book. He suddenly felt a measure of self-deprecation.

He stands up, and leaves, his heart filled with regret that he didn’t give it to her personally. [CN Tilted Time Rumours and Secrets]

After Summer Break- July 

Minor never saw Gavin, and neither did MC. 

“We met often, but never passed by each other. I remember every moment I saw you in school. Time, location, weather, your expression, your clothes...

-I remember them all.”

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