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Mr. Love: Ike's Choice CH5 PT10

Alright people! We are one away from Chapter five being finished! This one was a super fun one to write. The fluff made me giggle like a school girl. Although, all good things come to an end! As you will see with this part in the series ',:) Stay tuned for mysteries finally being put together!!

Warnings: Not much besides the first bit of angst that we haven't had in a while!! Not to mention some ~Gayness~ so ya homophobes better watch out. (also get off my page you disgust me) Not to mention a cliffhanger that may cause you to beg for the next upload to come sooner >:P

(Chapter Five (Kiro and Youran) Prologue and part one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, and nine can be found here~)

((Please read the author’s note (and the beginning of the story) on chapter one part one if you’re new here :D))

(((And here is the Masterpost to the whole story for anyone who would like to dive into different parts of the adventure!!)))

Chapter Five:

Part Ten:

Gavin and I had spent the rest of that night at St. Richards, laughing together. I had introduced him to Hunter and, after a moment of inspection, Hunter had deemed him worthy of my time. Not that I needed it, but it was nice to see the smile that Gavin gave me after Hunter had said it. After I had told them both the story with Sam and Kiro, they were in stitches. That day had ended perfectly, and I got to watch it end as the sun rose through the window. Gavin walked me home and wished me goodnight at my door. Though it wasn’t out of his way, the thought of it was what made it perfect. So was the second kiss to the back of my hand that he had given me.

As I walked into my home and lay in my bed, sleep evaded me. All I could do was think about that day. Sam had woken up not too long after I had gotten to bed and we made breakfast together, enjoying each other’s presence and the good food as Sam kept the promise he had made me the night before. After breakfast, Bart had come to take Sam home. I walked him down to the parking lot and said our goodbyes.

That weekend had passed by in a flash and as soon as it had come, it had gone. I had returned to my work and was back to being the hardheaded boss I always was. Though, now it seemed more difficult to hold my usual poker face.

It was late as I sat at the desk in my office, looking through the plan I had just finished writing. There was a knock at my door. “Come in.” I said, keeping my eyes on my computer screen. The door creaked open slowly, as if the person behind the door was nervous to open it.

“Is the coast clear?” A hushed voice asked. I looked up and saw a head with a baseball cap and large sunglasses peering around the room.

“Excuse me?” I asked coldly, prepared for just about anything.

“Is the coast clear?” The head reiterated a bit louder. A suppressed smile seemed to be leaking from his pursed lips as he waited for me to play along with his little game.

“From what?” I asked, straightening my posture.

“From evil of course!” A familiar cheery voice came from the head as he looked at me, beaming. I rolled my eyes.

“You really think I’d work in an office with evil sitting with me?” I propped my head on my hand and arched an eyebrow.

“Good point!” The head said, opening the door further to reveal the rest of his body. He took off his hat and sunglasses and winked at me, “Heya, Super Stranger!”

“Hi, Kiro.” I hummed, turning back to my computer, “What can I help you with?”

“Well, I was just about to go to dinner with Youran when we realized, you should join us!”

“Youran?” I snapped my head back to Kiro. As I did so, music tickled the air. I looked behind Kiro and saw Youran holding a small music box in her hands. One I had kept on a shelf on display. I stood up and made my way over to her. Her eyes seemed to glaze over as she listened to the tinkling melody of the music box.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” I asked softly. Youran jumped; the box slipped from her hands. I swiftly caught it and grabbed Youran around the waist.

“I’m sorry I startled you.” I chuckled, steadying Youran as I spoke, “Are you alright?” Youran’s cheeks flushed as she nodded and stood up straight. I kept my hand around her waist for a moment, then removed it when I felt she was really ok.

“S-sorry!” She mumbled, “I didn’t mean to play it. I was just-”

“Don’t worry about it.” I smiled softly. I turned the key to the music box and let the melody play again, “Music is meant to be heard.” Youran’s once flustered state calmed as she listened to the song again. Her shoulders eased as she watched the box.

“What…” Her voice seemed far away, wading like the music after each note was played, “... What is this song?”

“Honestly, I don’t remember.” My eyes drifted to the music box as well, “I’ve known it all my life but I could never figure out the source. The song always seemed to comfort me when I was stressed so, when I was fifteen, Maria had given this music box to me that played the melody. So I’d always find a way to be… be calm.” The melody ended, washing the room in complete silence. I cleared my throat and placed the music box back on the shelf, “So, what is this about dinner?” I turned to Kiro. He was watching us, leaning back on the table and arms folded. But, his face wasn’t holding his normal brightness. It was cold. Ice cold. His eyes were sullen and his lips were pressed tightly together.

When our eyes met though, he quickly straightened and smiled brightly. “Sorry!” Kiro laughed, rubbing the back of his neck, “Got lost in thought.” He laughed. I kept my eyes trained on him. That wasn’t right. Who looks like that when they stare off into space? A warmth spread across my arm. I looked down and saw a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and caught Youran’s eyes. She smiled at me kindly.

“Is everything ok?” She asked this like nothing had happened. I slowly nodded and looked down. I was holding my arm in front of Youran, protectively. I quickly lowered it and coughed to cover a rising blush.

“So, Super Stranger!” Kiro made his way over to me and slung an arm over my shoulder, “How do you feel about Hot Pot?”

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We all settled in our seats as our waitress left to get us water. Youran bounced happily in her chair. “I have been craving hot pot for the longest time!” She drooled, deeply breathing in the savory smells that filled the air, “I haven’t had the chance to go because of work!”

“Same, Miss. Chips.” Kiro joined her in savoring the smells, “I’m starving!”

“Well I guess we will have to start a conversation before you end up eating one of us.” I folded my arms and leaned on the table, directing my eyes at Kiro, “So, why do you call Youran, Miss. Chips?” Kiro smiled widely.

“Oh yeah! That’s a good story!” Kiro repositioned himself in his seat, “So there I was, looking for a bag of chips. But not any kind of chips, oh no no! A special kind that had collector edition batman cards in it!!” I placed my head in the palm of my hand, listening intently, “When I had found it, there was only one left! So I went to grab it but another hand stopped me!” I looked over to Youran with a smirk. My smirk fell. Youran was smiling widely and her eyes sparkled with adoration as she watched Kiro. The way she smiled was so familiar… and captivating.

"Long story short," Kiro continued giddily, pulling me out of my head and my attention back to him, "she gave me the cards and it was the one that completed my collection! So I started calling her Miss. Chips because of it!"

"Cute." I said somewhat sarcastically as the waitress came with our drinks, "You guys seem close."

"We are!" Kiro flung his arms around Youran from across the table, making her already big eyes grow wide, "Practically inseparable! Especially after what happened in that basement!" I choked on my drink.

"Excuse me?!" I spluttered.

"Yeah!" Kiro answered almost nonchalantly, "Miss. Chips and I were at the hackers summit when-"

"You're a hacker?!" I snapped my head to Youran. She waved her hands frantically.

"No! No!" She squealed, "I was just reporting on a story!"

"Yeah! And I found her there! And she found out I'm," Kiro leaned in close and whispered, "Key."

"Right." I pushed his head from me, keeping my eyes bolted on Youran, "So, what happened exactly?"

"Well," Youran almost whispered, "There was a bomb."

"A whAT?!" Panic flooded my chest.

"We're fine!" Kiro quickly said, smiling reassuringly, "But, while we were running, we tripped into this basement! It had three rooms that… had… death traps- actually…" Kiro paused, face becoming grim, "... the basement kinda reminds me a lot of what we had fallen into, Ike." My breath hitched. Images rearose in my mind from that strange computer. They flashed by quickly but the one picture of the little brown haired girl on an experiment table lingered.

"What exactly happened?" My tone had unintentionally become dour. The air had suddenly become stiff.

"Well," Youran begun, "there were three secret rooms we had to get through. Each one harder to defeat then the last."

"They were targeted towards us specifically." Kiro gave me a knowing look. I clenched my hands under the table.

"Then," Youran's voice was soft. Her eyes were looking at the table but they seemed a thousand yards away, "Then there was this text. And… pictures." My heart stopped, "Pictures I don't remember… but-"

"Seem familiar to you." I finished. Youran looked up at me, locking our eyes.

"Yeah!" She said, shocked, "How did you-"

“Here we are!” A team of waiters brought over the ingredients for our hot pot. I leaned back in my chair and let them scramble the ingredients around the table. Kiro and Youran’s faces lit up as they immediately started digging in, dropping the subject at hand. I hadn’t quite gotten there yet.

I slowly picked up the chopsticks by my side as my mind raced to make sense of what I had heard. Youran saw the pictures too? Had she seen the same ones I had? And the text, was it the same? Was it black swan? It had to be. What other person was making a three tiered death trap, targeted to us specifically? Why was Kiro with her? What did he have to do with any of this? A picture came to my mind from the computer.

A picture of the brown haired girl laying next to a bright blond haired boy.

The boy’s eyes…

I dropped my chopsticks.

Kiro was in those pictures too. That would mean…

“Stranger?” Kiro’s voice sounded far away, “Are you ok?” I nodded slowly, unable to speak. I looked up at Kiro. Images overlapped in my mind. Not just ones from the computer, but ones from the most forgotten part of my mind. Images of a bright eyed boy, reaching out a hand to pick me up, making me a flower crown, smiling the world's most dazzling smile…

I stood up quickly from my chair. Kiro looked at me with worry. “Is everything alright?” He stood with me, reaching out a hand. I backed up slightly, mind still racing. If Kiro was there, then he was an evolver too. What was his evol? Could he have been using it on me without me knowing? Keeping me tied around his little finger? Is he a member of-

I felt a tug from my left side. I snapped my head down and locked eyes with Youran. She held my hand, worry filled her eyes. “Ike.” The moment she said my name, I felt my body relax, “What’s-”

“I-... I’m ok.” I cut Youran off, looking away from her and holding my head, “Sorry, I… lost my cool.”

“What happened?” Kiro came to my side, touching my arm. I jumped at his touch, but soon settled into it. No matter who he was, he was still Kiro. He was still the man who fought so hard just to make me happy and spent the best day of my life with me and my brother. His past may not be as innocent as I’d like to think, but he was still Kiro. He was my SongBird…

He was my friend.

I looked up at Kiro and met his eyes, “Sorry.” I said earnestly, patting his hand, “I.. I don’t.. S-sorry.”

“Don’t worry.” Kiro chuckled, smiling reassuringly, “Are you ok now?”

“I…” My mind still spun with questions and emotions, “... I’m going to need a minute. Excuse me.” I shook Youran’s hand out of mine and walked to the bathroom, ignoring the holes the Kiro and Youran bore into my back with their eyes.

Once I got to the restroom, I slumped over the sink and looked up at the mirror. I looked like a wreck. Worry wrinkles creased my skin, my hair was a frizzy mess, and bags sat prominently under my eyes… my blue eyes…

I grimmised as another wave of images crashed into my mind, stronger then it had before, but these images were new. Those of a small blond haired boy playing soccer with me, a raven haired boy feeding me a spoon full of pudding, a small child laying lifeless in the middle of a street, a teenager flying in the air, a little brown haired girl sitting under a sycamore tree.

I groaned and held my head, feeling a pulsing in my temples as I knelt to the ground. Why was this happening?! What did Black Swan have to do with those images? Who was the Qu-...

The images stopped spinning in my head, landing only on one. That young, bright brown haired girl, reaching out a hand to me. Smiling.

Youran

… Youran was the queen.

I didn’t know why that truth was so clear to me but, it was. She was the queen. She had to be. But what did being the queen mean? And why were those images only shown to the two of us? What did any of this have to do with me?

I stood up shakily from the ground. Chuching my head as I steadied my self in front of the sink. I turned on the water and splashed it on my face. This was all insane. First Montu and now this?! I sighed and looked in the mirror. My breath hitched as shock filled my chest. I was in the mirror. I looked the same as I did before. Worry wrinkles, messy hair, bags under my eyes and all.

Except the color of my eyes had changed to a crimson red.

I quickly stumbled away from the mirror. The image of the broken lab and a little girl standing over Youran came to my mind. That little girl with the bushy brown hair and the monstrous red eyes...

she was protecting her…

I was protecting her.

I-... I was the Rook.

My protective feelings toward Youran, her ability to calm me with one touch, to look at me and instantly make me feel peace, that must have been the power she held as the Queen. She needed protection and, of course, an Evolver with super strength would do just that. She had to have been planning this the whole-...

Except.. she couldn’t. When she talked about the images, she said she didn't remember them. That they only seemed familiar to her. Like they did to me. Was she also struggling with these headaches? Would she tell me if she was?... did she feel the same closeness as I did? Did she feel that same pull, that same ease in her heart, when I spoke?

My blazer pocket buzzed. I shook my head slowly and shakily pulled out my phone. It was a text from Youran.

Are you feeling any better? Do you need anything?

I paused, a calm drifting through my beating heart.

She was worried.

I breathed deeply, then looked back at the mirror. My eyes had returned to normal. A thought came to mind. One that could solve everything…

But it would cost more than I'd like to give.

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lia-jones · 2 years

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Resistance - Evol: Chapter 23 - Owen

Author's note: To @ashisbored, who gave me the brilliant idea of writing an Owen-focused chapter. I hope I did it justice. Lots of love to you, my dear.

Also, dear readers, if you haven't read chapter 22 yet, scroll down. This is the second chapter of the week.

Of all the days of the week, Saturday was definitely Owen's favorite. There was always something fun to do on Saturday, and Mom and Dad were always at home, their phones and laptops off and put aside.

When he didn’t have soccer matches, which were always exciting because he got to see his friends and Dad would always take him for ice cream after, he and his family would go to the market and find something tasty to cook for lunch. But there was something that he absolutely loved, that didn’t happen on a Saturday. It made him jump with joy as he put all his ‌schoolbooks into his backpack. The weekly chess game.

“I’m coming.” He ran to the living room, finding his father watching an old movie while holding a glass of whiskey. “I’m here.” He panted, smiling.

“Are you done with homework?” His father looked for the remote, turning off the TV.

“Yes.” He nodded enthusiastically. “I only had an assignment from Mrs. Burton. The rest I did at the hotel.”

“Let’s go then.” His father carefully removed the chess game from the cabinet, careful not to drop the pieces. “I believe yours were the whites?”

“Yes, and it was your turn to play.” Owen sat across from his father at the dining table, the chess game between them.

“If I recall correctly, I was about to get your horse.” His father teased, holding a piece in his hand.

“But you can’t, or I’ll get your bishop.”

“Well done.” His dad smiled. “You are becoming a very interesting adversary.”

“Yeah, Mom’s not really good at it.” They both chuckled.

This was what Owen loved about the chess games. He felt like a true gentleman, just like his father, playing a game of intelligence and strategy as they bantered and teased each other. He felt like the man he wanted to become, all that he could see in the adult in front of him: smart, elegant, strong.

His father paused again, lost in thought. But it was probably not about the game, his eyes weren’t fixed on the board as usual. He was sipping his whiskey again.

“By the way, how is she?”

“Mom?”

Dad cleared his throat, moving his piece to defeat his horse. Owen’s eyes focused on the board again, trying to figure out his father’s plan.

“And your bishop is gone.” Owen removed the black piece from the board.

“Is she doing well?”

“You don’t know?” Owen waited impatiently for his father’s next move.

“She has been busy finishing her thesis. We have little time to talk.”

“Yeah, she’s been staying up late working all week long.”

“How do you know?” His father frowned. “Aren’t you supposed to be in bed sleeping by that time?”

“I woke up thirsty one night.” He shrugged. “It’s your turn.”

Dad turned to the chessboard again, although he didn’t seem as interested anymore. He moved his tower. Owen smiled.

“I’m going to win.”

“What else?”

“What else? I’m getting your tower and putting your king in jeopardy.” Owen moved his tower. “Check.”

“What else about your mother? Is she just working, or is she doing something else?”

“I think she’s taking Krav Maga lessons again. I heard her talking to Levi on the phone.”

His father looked at his watch, drinking the rest of his whiskey.

“Maybe we should put the chess game aside for now and start dinner.” He took the chess board and returned it to its place in the cabinet.

“But I was winning!”

“Check is not a win. You don’t know what tricks I may have up my sleeve. I may still save my King.”

“You’re right.” Owen pouted. “Can we have pasta for dinner?”

“Macaroni and cheese with broccoli?” His father raised a brow.

“Yes!” He beamed. “Can I help?”

“Can you grate the cheese without hurting yourself?”

“Yes, sir!”

“Fair enough. I’ll have you as my sous-chef and evaluate your performance later.”

Owen loved cooking with his father. He had an apron just for him, and his father would always make an italian accent every time they cooked pizza or pasta. Mom would always joke and say he was a mustache away from being a Super Mario, which always made Owen laugh and his father blush, pinching her arm playfully.

And although it was fun to cook with his dad, his mom wasn’t there, so it wasn’t as fun.

“You sound like Super Mario!” Owen teased on his mother’s behalf.

But his father didn’t blush, and he didn’t tease him back. He pursed his lips, turning them into a sad smile.

“It’s better when Mom is around.” Owen pouted a little.

His father turned to the sink to wash the broccoli.

“You’ll see her again tomorrow.” He spoke after a long time.

Owen remembered the time Mina died, and his mother told him that maybe he should not bring it up for a while, because missing someone can hurt very much. So Owen dropped the subject, grating the cheese instead. It was clear Dad was missing Mom too.

“My name is Owen Lee and I live in Loveland. I have already lived in many houses. The first house I lived in was with my biological mother, who died when I was little. Then I moved to the orphanage with Miss Dillon, and she found another house for me, but the lady didn’t like me very much. So I went back to live with Miss Dillon again and the other kids until I found my forever family. So I moved to my Dad’s house in Loveland, a large apartment in a building that even has a caretaker, Mr. Andrews. He gives me candy sometimes. But now, my Mom has become really busy with work, so she needs another place where she can focus, so I have two places to live now. One is the hotel apartment where I live with my mother, and the second is my father’s apartment, where I used to live forever. The end.”

“Very good, Owen, good job.” Mrs. Burton patted his head. “Anyone have any ‌questions to ask Owen?”

“Are your parents divorced?” Jenny raised her hand.

“No, they’re not.” Owen explained. “It is only an experiment, because Mom has a lot of work to do and she needs to focus. It’s only temporary.”

“Is your father very loud?” Michael chimed in.

“No, I don’t think he is.”

“Then why can’t your mother work in the same house as your Dad?”

“Yeah, don’t your parents work at the same company?”

Owen froze, not knowing what to say. He didn’t fully understand the “experiment” his parents were in, he just knew what they had told him.

“Alright, children, maybe we should leave the questions for later and go to recess.” Mrs. Burton intervened. “Go get your snacks from Mr. Linton at the cafeteria and I’ll see you in 30 minutes.”

Owen sat by the cherry tree, absentmindedly turning his apple in his hands. His friends were waving at him from afar, but he didn’t feel in the mood to play soccer. Jenny sat next to him.

“It’s ok if your parents are having a divorce.” She looked at him. “It’s not as bad as it seems. My parents are divorced. Timothy’s parents are divorced too. And Gary’s mom is already married to another man.”

“My parents are not getting divorced.” Owen shook his head. “My mom wouldn’t lie to me. She would tell me if they were.”

“Ok.” Jenny shrugged.

“How is it like?” Owen eyed the girl sideways. What if she was right?

“Well, my mom explained that sometimes adults stop loving each other and they go live different lives. It’s kinda cool, actually. You get two Christmases, and you get a lot more presents. And they spend more time with you, when it’s just you and them.”

Owen let out a sigh of relief. No way Mom and Dad had stopped loving each other. He could see that they missed each other. If they missed each other, it could only mean that they still cared. And as he came to that conclusion, the subject simply slipped his mind.

Mom was the one picking him up from school that day. He almost missed her among the crowd of parents piling up at the school gate. Her curls were gone, and her hair was a little darker.

“Mom!” He threw himself into her arms.

“My little bug, I missed you so dang much!” She picked him up, throwing him in the air. “How was school? I want to know everything about it!”

“Your hair is straight!” He picked up a strand of her now light brown hair.

“Just trying something new.” She smiled. “How do I look?”

“You look beautiful!” He beamed at her. “Dad won’t recognize you when he sees you, you look so different!”

His mother gave him a soft smile, putting him on the ground.

“I thought we could walk home to the hotel today, maybe pick up some takeout on the way.” She took his hand as they started walking. “What do you feel like eating?”

“I had pasta yesterday with Dad. He made the Italian accent.”

“Nice.” His mother chuckled. “So no Italian food today. What else can we have?”

“Hot dogs?”

“Hot dogs are not very healthy, Owen. Can you think of something else you’d like?” She stopped. “Oh, hi, Levi.”

“Hey gorgeous!” Levi was suddenly standing next to them, pulling his mother for a hug. “And hi, little guy, how are you?”

Owen remembered Jenny’s words, and how she had told him Gary’s mom was married to another man now. And then he remembered how his father got the last time they ran into Levi. He immediately hated him.

“Fine.” He answered grumpily.

“Oh, is someone having a bad day?”

“I’m not sure…” Mom looked at him, frowning.

“Anyway, I hope to see you this week.” Levi shook Mom’s shoulder. “You slacked for a while. Your posture needs working on.”

“I’m not sure I can make it this week.” She tried to keep Owen steady as he pulled her arm.

“Is your husband working you hard? Gotta tell Victor you need some me time too.”

Oh, the audacity. Owen just wanted to kick him in the shin.

“I want to go home, Mom.”

“Just a second, Owen. We are on our way.”

“But I want to go NOW!” He screamed.

“Owen!”

“It’s ok, I should go too.” Levi pulled her for another hug. “I do hope to see you at the gym!”

Owen watched Levi leave with a sense of duty fulfilled. He would make sure that guy wouldn’t get near his Mom again.

“Are you ready to explain what happened just now?” His mother turned to him, looking slightly mad.

“I’m sorry I was rude.”

“You were very rude.” She scolded him. “But I’m more interested in why. That’s not like you at all.”

Owen looked downed, feeling ashamed. Yes, he had done the right thing by scaring the other man away, but still he had been impolite. His father would surely had done it differently, elegantly, without getting a scolding in return. He hadn’t been a gentleman at all. Mom walked with him in silence, crossing the park where Owen usually played soccer with Dad. She took him aside to sit on a park bench.

“Did you have a bad day at school? Did someone pick on you?”

“No.” He shook his head, afraid to ask the question.

“Come on, Bug.” Mom stroked his cheek. “Whatever is bothering you, you can tell me.”

“I don’t like staying at the hotel.” He finally confessed, his eyes glued to the ground.

“You don’t like it there? You’d rather stay somewhere else?”

“Why do we have to do an experiment?”

“I told you, Bug. I need a little while to be alone to think and to focus on my thesis.”

“Why can’t you do it at home? I promise I’ll be very quiet, and Dad will be quiet too. We can make the meals and do all the chores and you can just stay in your study and work.”

“Owen…”

“I just want to go home.”

His mother paused, making him look up. She looked sad.

“You want to stay with Dad?”

“No, I want to stay with you and Dad!” He grew frustrated. Why couldn’t she understand him? “I don’t want you to get a divorce.”

Mom blinked at him.

“Where did you hear that?”

“Jenny says adults sometimes stop loving each other, and they go live in separate places. It’s called a divorce. And then we get two Christmases, and sometimes the mother marries another man.”

“I see.” She nodded. “So your reaction with Levi…”

“You’re not marrying him, are you?”

Mom laughed. That made Owen’s heart feel a lot lighter.

“Levi? God, no.”

“You’re not divorcing Dad, are you? Or make me have two Christmases.” He looked her in the eyes, trying to understand what she was feeling. “It’s nothing like that, right?”

She paused.

“No, it’s nothing like that.” She got up from the bench. “And you know what? I actually feel like having hotdogs. As long as we have some soup before.”

“Deal!” Owen jumped. “Can it be carrot soup?”

“Sure, we’ll stop by the grocery store…” She turned to her purse. “Wait, I’m getting a call.” She looked at the phone, slightly confused, answering it. “Victor?”

She listened silently while his father spoke on the other end of the line, her expression turning to a worried one as she looked at him.

“I’m sorry, buddy.” She gave him a sad smile. “It looks like we’re not having hot dogs after all.”

“How do you want to do this?” Dad held the cardboard box.

Owen held his mother’s hand.

“We make a hole in the ground and we bury him.” Owen said. “Did you bring some candles?”

“I did!” His mother took some small candles from her purse.

His father took the small gardening tool, digging a shallow hole and inserting the cardboard box in it.

“Do you want to cover it?” He turned to Owen.

“Yes.” Owen kneeled on the ground. “Mom, light the candles, please.”

He covered the box with dirt, and Mom lit two small candles, placing them next to Mr. Lobster's burial place.

“He lived a good life.” She smiled at Owen. “He was a happy lobster.”

“Do you want to say any last words?” Dad spoke as he wiped off the dirt of his hands.

“Yes.” Owen closed his eyes, feeling the solemness of the moment. “Mr. Lobster, when I first came home, you were my very best friend. You couldn’t say anything back, because lobsters can’t talk, but I know you listened. And while I was still getting to know Mom and Dad, you made me feel less alone. I don’t know if God has a heaven just for lobsters, but I hope He does. And if He does, I’m sure you are there. Thank you for being such a good friend, I will miss you.”

Owen heard a sniffle behind him. Mom and Dad were tearing up.

“It’s ok.” He smiled. “I’ll miss him, but he had a good life. And I’m pretty sure lobster heaven exists.”

Owen was sad, but he knew that most of all, it was important for him to be strong. He wanted his parents to be proud of him and not to worry. They looked so sad already, even before Mr. Lobster died. He wanted them to be happy.

“What do you feel like doing now, Bug?” Mom kissed his forehead. “Should we get home?”

“Can we still go for hot dogs?”

“Of course we can.” She smiled, offering her hand for Owen to take. “There’s a place on the way home. Go kiss Dad goodbye.”

“Can he come too?”

Another pause. Mom and Dad glanced at each other, using that silent language only they knew, and Owen couldn’t understand. After a while, Mom spoke.

“Sure he can.” She smiled. “Would you like to go with us for hot dogs?”

“It will be my treat, then.” He motioned them to follow him to his car. “I’ll drive. I know a place that has the best hotdogs in town.”

After a short five-minute drive, they were sitting by the lake, enjoying the hot dogs Dad had promised. And he was absolutely right: they were delicious.

“Now that’s something I never thought I would see.” Mom joked. “Victor Lee shoving down a hot dog.”

“This isn’t just any hot dog. This is the hot dog. Artisanal bread and sausages, exquisite relishing…”

“How come we never came before? They really are delicious.”

Owen observed his parents, the initial tension between them gone. It felt good, just like before.

“We always preferred to cook at home, together.”

“Which is how we got the lobster in the first place.” Mom laughed.

“What does cooking have to do with Mr. Lobster?” Owen asked, intrigued.

Again, Mom and Dad looked at each other, the silent communication between them.

“Well, you know some people eat lobster, right?” His father started. “Like some people keep fish as pets, and still we eat fish sometimes.”

“That’s because they are ignorants.” Owen countered. “They don’t know how cool lobsters can be, and how smart they are. Mr. Lobster always greeted us when we got home.”

“Yes, he did.” His father looked at his hotdog.

“But what does cooking have to do with Mr. Lobster?”

“Well. In all honesty…” His father hesitated.

“Back when we were dating, your father took me to this restaurant.” Mom chimed in. “And Mr. Lobster was inside a tank, waiting to be picked by a customer to be cooked. But I started looking at him, and felt sorry for the poor guy, so Dad bought the lobster, took him home and kept him as a pet, saving him from the pot. And that’s how we got Mr. Lobster.”

Owen’s heart swelled with pride.

“You saved him?!?” He smiled at Dad. Dad looked at Mom, a surprised look on his face.

“He did.” Mom nodded. “He knew I would be sad if Mr. Lobster died, so he saved him for me.”

“Dad’s a hero!”

“He did something pretty special, yeah.”

“So did you.” His father replied.

Owen had no idea what they were talking about anymore, but it didn’t matter. They were smiling at each other, with that look in their eyes, and that was all that mattered.

Owen felt his eyes getting heavy on the way home, the motion and silent buzz of the car pulling him into relaxation. As his eyes were closing, he heard his mother talk.

“Poor little guy. This was a rough day for him.”

There was a beat of silence, and Owen almost drifted off, until he heard his father speak.

“Did you tell Diane?”

“No. Did you tell Goldman?”

“No, but he asked about you. Which was exactly what led me to think you didn’t tell his wife.”

“I thought maybe… At least until we know exactly what we want to do, maybe we shouldn’t tell anyone. You know, to avoid any gossip.”

“Until you know exactly what you want to do. I already know what I want.”

“Victor…”

“You put us in this position. You are the one who needs to figure things out.”

“Fine, sure, let’s disregard all the lying and all the secrets and just blame it all on me. I can take that.”

Another beat of silence.

“That’s not… I’m sorry.”

“It’s ok, I don’t want to fight either. Not today.”

“I agree.”

“Your hair looks different. It looks good on you.”

“Thanks.”

“I’m actually the one who should thank you. For covering up for me.”

“In the end, it was a very nice gesture. It doesn’t matter how it started.”

Silence filled the car again.

“You’re still wearing it-” His father almost whispered.

“So are you.”

“Like I said, I know what I want.”

Even with his eyes closed, Owen couldn’t help but smile. His parents still loved each other. Mom hadn’t lied, it was just an experiment, and it probably wouldn’t last long. They wouldn’t get a divorce.

And that knowledge lifted the heavy weight from his heart. He just wanted to have one Christmas. One with his family together.

#mlqc li zeyan #mlqc victor #victor mldd #love and producer fanfic #victor mlqc #growingtogether #mister love queens choice #victor x oc #love and producer #mlqc fanfic #mldd victor #li zeyan

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the-masked-ram · 2 years

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Written Commissions TOS

Commissions TOS-

I only do written commissions, NSFW/SFW are both available and payment plans are available for larger pieces.

Payment-

Ko-fi or Paypal only

Payment plans are accepted for larger works

General Prices- (new commissions will be updated to the new price of .015 per word)

500-800 words: $5.00 (USD)

1k-2k words: 20.00 (USD)

2500-4k: 30.00 (USD)

5k-7k: 65.00 (USD)

10k: 95.00

Past initial 10k: .015 per word (new comms .018)

Heavy Dark Content tax: Things like non-con, drugging, or torture (etc.) require a 10% tax

Additional characters passed 3 are an extra 5.00 ea

Species I will write:

Hybrid

Feral

Human

Anthro

(any mix of these)

NSFW kinks I will NOT write:

Scat

Pedo

Hyper Muscles

If there are things I haven’t listed you want to talk about go ahead and ask, the worst I can say is no, and trust me I won’t judge. Most of my no stuff is just because I can’t portray the reasons behind it correctly why someone would like it.

I do strongly suggest if you have preferred characters to use, is to send me a short paragraph of their general personality. I usually can understand them from that. If it’s NSFW and I don’t understand something about a certain kink I will ask. If you have a certain way you want the story to go, I suggest writing a plot summary in the form of bullet points. It doesn’t have to be really detailed unless you want it. I will ask if I have to. I will send a rough draft for approval before the final draft is complete. I also would like if you could provide a drawn ref sheet or a written description of any characters involved.

I reserve the right to use any written work I have been commissioned for as an example, though I will ask first if the commissioner wants to remain anonymous or want me to change names of characters/etc. before posting.

All my examples of furry work are older, but my current work has been in anime fandom, I still write furry it's just don't have anything recent to use.

I write a lot of fanfiction (human), OC, AU, so let me know if you have an interest in any of the fandoms I write in (mostly anime) and what you may like (I can change any of these fandoms to hyrbid/feral/anthro if you wish). Also please be aware I will not write for a fandom I'm not a part of.

Fandoms:

BNHA

KnB

JJK

YYH

Genshin Impact (I cannot write all characters, but with research I can write most)

Haikyuu!!

Obey Me! Otome Game

Fairy Tail- Seasons 1-4 only currently

Tokyo Ghoul

Food Wars!

Inuyasha

7DS

BSD

MLQC

Wolf's Rain

Vampire Knight

Cowboy Bebop

DRRR!

Psycho Pass

Bleach- not available yet

Squid Game

Stardew Valley

Stranger Things

Supernatural

The Walking Dead

Baldur's gate 3

Ghostwriting-

1. GW contemporary romance

Commissions -

1. Tumblr knb dark content -(approved, editing)

2. Bnha fandom continuation (starting rough draft)

3. Dark content YCH stalker

Waitlist (no longer open)

1. Marvel tumblr comm

2. Resident evil x furry AU

3. Tumblr fanfic crossover yyh x the slayers

PLEASE BE AWARE! I struggle with tendonitis from writing too much, commissions can take up to 3 weeks to 2 months or longer depending on your status, to be completed.

#writing commissions #commissions #furry fandom #anime fandoms #multi fandom #commissions TOS

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multifandom-worlds · 2 years

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I'mma get the ask ball rolling for the Fanfic Writer Asks~

13) when did you start writing fanfic?

18) Do you prefer editing as you write or wait until it's finished?

22) Do you prefer making OCs for your fanfics or prefer using canon characters?

35) Where's your favorite place to write?

Feel free to pester me with these asks as well over at @purple-cat-demon 🤣👍

13) Good question. Honestly I can't remember. I remember writing a band related fanfic when I was a teen but can't remember the year. Writing for MLQC started in 2019!

18) I kinda edit as I go. Sometimes if I'm unsure about what I wrote I'll send it to someone to edit but usually just edit as I go

22) I tend to make my own OCs. It's a lot of fun building a character from scratch

35) that's a good question. I'm not actually sure. I kinda write everywhere. Thank you google docs 🤣

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rams-nebulous · 5 months

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Writing Commissions TOS

Commissions TOS-

I only do written commissions, NSFW/SFW are both available and payment plans are available for larger pieces.

Payment-

Ko-fi or Paypal only

Payment plans are accepted for larger works

General Prices-

500-800 words: $5.00 (USD)

1k-2k words: 20.00 (USD)

2500-4k: 30.00 (USD)

5k-7k: 60.00 (USD)

10k- 80.00

Miniseries- multiple 5k installments 65.00 (USD) each installment usually recommended for complex plotlines

Additional characters passed 3 are an extra 5.00 ea

Species I will write:

Hybrid

Feral

Human

Anthro

(any mix of these)

NSFW kinks I will NOT write:

Scat

Pedo

Hyper Muscles

All my examples of furry work are older, but my current work has been in anime fandom, I still write furry it's just don't have anything recent to use.

Fandoms:

BNHA

KnB

JJK

YYH

Genshin Impact (I cannot write all characters, but with research I can write most)

Haikyuu!!

Obey Me! Otome Game

Fairy Tail- Seasons 1-4 only currently

Tokyo Ghoul

Food Wars!

Inuyasha

7DS

BSD

MLQC

Wolf's Rain

Vampire Knight

Cowboy Bebop

DRRR!

Psycho Pass

Bleach- not available yet

Squid Game

Stardew Valley

Stranger Things

Supernatural

The Walking Dead

Baldur's Gate 3

I also write original commissions or furry ones

Ghostwriting-

1. GW contemporary romance

Commissions -

1. Tumblr knb dark content -(3/4 of the way through first draft)

2. Bnha fandom continuation (starting rough draft)

3. Anon fandom comm (1/2 finished)

Waitlist (no longer open)

1. Dark content YCH stalker

2. Marvel tumblr comm

3. Resident evil x furry AU

4. Tumblr fanfic crossover yyh x the slayers

PLEASE BE AWARE! I struggle with tendonitis from writing too much, commissions can take up to 3 weeks to 2 months or longer depending on the status and length to be completed.

#writing commissions #commission tos #commissions

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the-decaying-ramskull · 1 year

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Written Commissions TOS

Commissions TOS-

I only do written commissions, NSFW/SFW are both available and payment plans are available for larger pieces.

Payment-

Ko-fi or Paypal only

Payment plans are accepted for larger works

General Prices-

500-800 words: $5.00 (USD)

1k-2k words: 20.00 (USD)

2500-4k: 30.00 (USD)

5k-7k: 60.00 (USD) Miniseries- multiple 5k installments 65.00 (USD) each installment usually recommended for complex plotlines

Additional characters passed 3 are an extra 5.00 ea

Species I will write:

Hybrid

Feral

Human

Anthro

(any mix of these)

NSFW kinks I will NOT write:

Scat

Pedo

Hyper Muscles

All my examples of furry work are older, but my current work has been in anime fandom, I still write furry it's just don't have anything recent to use.

Fandoms:

BNHA

KnB

JJK

Fairy Tail- Seasons 1-4 only currently Genshin Impact (I cannot write all characters, but with research I can write most)

YYH

Haikyuu!!

Obey Me! Otome Game

Tokyo Ghoul

Food Wars!

Inuyasha

7DS

BSD

MLQC

Wolf's Rain

Vampire Knight

Cowboy Bebop

DRRR!

Psycho Pass

Bleach- not available yet

Squid Game

Stardew Valley

PLEASE BE AWARE! I struggle with tendonitis from writing too much, commissions can take up to 3 weeks to 2 months to be completed.

Supernatural

Stranger Things

Ghostwriting-

1. YA fantasy regular piece (on hold)

2. Present Tense Romance

3. Slow paced romance

1.Dark Content Stockholm Syndrome- Chisaki kai x Aizawa (rough daft 2/3rd done)

2. NSFW fluff, heat fanfic- Fem hybrid read x Gowther 7DS (rough draft 1/3 done)

4. FA furry Sanji x Haineko x Nel - Bleach commission (plotting)

5. TF/TG noncon- (waiting)

Waitlist

#writing commissions #commissions #fandom #original characters #furry

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darling-dummy-blogs · 1 year

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I posted 751 times in 2022

32 posts created (4%)

719 posts reblogged (96%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@perhaps-in-anotherdream

@cheri-translates

@times-muse-immemorial

@thedummysdummy

@lizzy011389

I tagged 30 of my posts in 2022

#mlqc - 28 posts

#mlqc victor - 26 posts

#mr love queen's choice - 24 posts

#mlqc li zeyan - 22 posts

#victor mlqc - 21 posts

#mr love victor - 21 posts

#mlqc fanfic - 19 posts

#mlqc fluff - 16 posts

#cassietalks - 12 posts

#mlqc angst - 7 posts

Longest Tag: 37 characters

#happy birthday @times-muse-immemorial

My Top Posts in 2022:

Saturday Mornings- Victor Li

Summary: A little peek into what married and parenthood life is like for Victor and Cassie: A peaceful Saturday morning filled with lazing around in the comfort of their home with their 1 year old daughter.

Paring: Victor Li x Cassie Li (OC)

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None!

Fandom: Mr. Love Queen's Choice

Word Count: 1.3k

Notes:

So this is a sneak peak into the married life + parenthood life is like for Victor and Cassandra Li.

Enjoy~

Saturday Mornings.. A day made for relaxation with your lover or your family. Saturdays became reserved just for that purpose once Isabella came home from the hospital almost a year ago:

It was a bright and early morning for the Li’s. The couple were still fast asleep in the comfort of each other’s arms, wrapped up in silk sheets and warm blankets. The only sounds that could be heard in the quiet bedroom were the sounds of Victor and Cassandra’s even breathing as they slept the morning away.

Everything seemed just as it usually is on a Saturday morning for the married couple. Only this time..

The sound of crying suddenly filled the room through the baby monitor that laid on the nightstand beside their bed. Both Cassandra and Victor stirred awake.

Cassie opened her eyes, her vision being blurry as she tried to adjust to the small light of brightness that peaked through the dark curtains of their bedroom. She sighed quietly, burying her face against Victor’s chest, mumbling out, “Victor….”

“Hm?” He mumbled in response, tightening his arms around his wife’s waist.

“Isabella is awake… who’s turn is it this time?” She spoke softly, nuzzling him gently to further wake him up.

He opened his eyes, glancing down at her, “I believe it is your turn, my love.”

She whined as she hugged him tighter for a little while longer, “Do I have to?”

Victor chuckled, kissing her forehead, “Yes, yes you do. Unless you want to let our little princess cry it out.”

Cassie sighs once again, “No.. I’ll go check on her… I’m just so comfortable…” She smiles slightly, pecking his lips for a brief moment before slipping out of his embrace and standing from the bed, stretching her limbs.

Cassandra made her way out of their bedroom, heading to the next room over which was Isabella’s nursery, stepping inside and over to her crib, smiling down at her daughter, “I’m here baby girl, it's okay.”

She softly cooed, scooping her up into her arms, cradling her to her chest, softly kissing her forehead as she gently rocked her fussy daughter in her arms.

“Shh… it's okay, Mommy’s here. I’ve got you…” She softly whispered to her. The more she rocked her and soothingly spoke to her, the quieter Isabella’s sobs got and soon enough she was a happy baby, curling up close to her mother’s chest, cooing and smiling up at her; a mimic of Cassandra’s bright smile.

Cassie giggled, “There’s my adorable sweet pea~” she booped her nose and wiped at her daughter's tears as she sat herself down on the rocking chair that sat in the corner of the nursery, away from everything else in the room and facing the window which had been covered in colorful curtains to fit the aesthetic of the nursery.

Cassie wrapped the blanket that was previously draped over the top of the chair, around Isabella as she laid her comfortably on her chest. She began to gently stroke her jet black hair as she gazed down at her now happy daughter, a soft look in her crystal blue eyes.

“Feeling better now, Isa?” She cooed, her daughter babbling and cooing in response, playing with long strands of Cassandra’s hair, practically being enraptured by it. Cassandra giggled once more, rocking back and forth in the chair.

“You’re just the cutest baby ever, aren’t you?” Cassie spoke to her, even though she knew she wasn’t going to get a coherent answer in return.

She continued on, gently stroking her hair and occasionally lightly pinching her cheeks, “I bet you don’t even realize that you have both me and your Daddy wrapped around your little fingers.”

She gently tickled Isabella’s tummy, eliciting a giggle like coo in response to her statement. Making Cassandra’s heart melt, “Such an adorable little princess~”

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His One Regret- Victor Li

Summary: Victor was having a stressful week. He ends up having one too many drinks at a bar. As the night goes on, he runs into Chik and after countless drinks they end up going back to Chik's apartment. Fast forward to the next day, Victor woke up with a bad hangover, and him in bed with Chik. He regrets everything he did the night before...

Paring: Victor Li X F!MC (Mia)

Warnings: Alcohol intake, Mentions of Sex, and Mature Language.

Fandom: Mr. Love Queen's Choice

Word Count: 2.7k

Notes: Based on the prompt(s) below:

“If you loved me, you wouldn’t have done it.”

“I trusted you.”

Wrote this a while back, debated on posting it because I wasn't sure if I liked it or not haha

Enjoy~

The sunlight shone brightly throughout the bedroom stirring Victor from his sleep. As his eyes opened, he winced and let out a low groan. As his eyes tried to focus on the ceiling, But the room seemed to spin more and more. He shut his eyes.

‘What happened last night..?’ He thought to himself, as he had no recollection of what had happened the night prior.

All he knew was that after he had finished the last of his meetings for the day, he felt so stressed and exhausted that he went to a bar and had a few drinks. Everything else after that seemed to be a blurr.

Slowly, piece by piece things were coming back to him... After work, he decided to go to a bar for some drinks. However the more he drank the more he couldn’t stop.

It got to the point where he was downing drink after drink. Then suddenly, a woman appeared, she began talking to him, ordered more drinks for the two of them.

The more the woman and him talked, she began flirting with him. Normally in a sober state of mind he would never pick up on flirting.

Nor would he flirt back, especially considering his relationship with Mia, his beloved girlfriend.

However, in his drunken state, he flirted back, and before he knew it, he and the woman were heading back to her apartment, clothes were being removed haphazardly the moment they entered the front door and then the two of them were in bed together, relinquishing in the feeling of lust that loomed over them.

As soon as that all came back to him, it clicked into place. The smell of the woman’s perfume and sex lingered on him. And he became disgusted with himself.

Not only that but the feeling of guilt washed over him as well. No… It can’t be true. He was loyal to Mia. He would never cheat on her. Not now, not ever. However the movement he felt next to him, made him open his eyes.

He slowly turned his head, looking at the person who was laying beside him.

It wasn’t who he had wished it was.

It was Chik.

The woman who he had a relationship with long before Mia. If he could even call that a relationship. Chik had only been with him just to boost her fame. Even when they were together, it was a pretty rocky relationship.

There was no connection between them which is why Victor would not consider their relationship a real relationship.

So for him to see her in bed with him… Something, just didn’t add up. He sat up slowly, looking down at himself he realized that he was wearing practically nothing beneath the sheet that covered his lower regions.

His eyes widened.

No… No he didn’t…

His heart began to pound within his chest, the once painful hangover being long forgotten.

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Birthday Wishes- Victor Li

Summary: Victor is away on a business trip rather close to his birthday. Mia misses him dearly while he is away. However she comes up with the idea to call him just as the clock struck midnight on the 13th.

Pairing: Victor Li X F!MC (Mia)

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None!

Fandom: Mr. Love Queen’s Choice

Word Count: 872 words

Notes:

- This is Part 1 of My Gift to Victor <3 Happy Birthday, My Love.

- Enjoy!~

11:45PM

Mia stared intently at the dimly lit clock that rested on the nightstand as she laid in bed. Deep in thought. The bed felt rather lonely without the one person she wished to be with most at this moment

Letting out a resigned sigh, before moving from her position to reach out and grab her phone, turning on the once black screen encasing her in a bright light. A stark contrast from the dark bedroom she was in.

Should she bother him? He is probably busy. Chewing on her bottom lip she swiped open her phone, instinctively finding her contacts.

Tapping on the first contact immediately. Her thumb landed over the call button however she once again hesitated. Her thoughts getting to her once again.

'Maybe it's not the best idea.'

She gazed at the time on her phone once again. 11:50PM.

Mia took a deep breath, shaking her head. She wanted to do this. It was simply tradition.

With it being the day before Victor's birthday. He had to leave for an impromptu business trip. He had called her earlier that afternoon to tell her he'll be out of town and will be returning the next day but at a much later time.

Mia ever since then has been moping around. Feeling rather disappointed and saddened that he wouldn't be here in time to celebrate his birthday with her.

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44 notes - Posted January 13, 2022

Mother...- Victor Li

Summary: Victor calls his mother on Mother's Day. Telling her all about the current events that have kept him busy.

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None!

Fandom: Mr. Love Queen's Choice

Word Count: 528 words

Notes:

Will be told in Victor’s POV

Happy Mother’s Day!

Hello Mother,

It's been quite some time since we last talked. I suppose it's my fault… I'm sorry for that. I've been relatively busy these last couple of months.

I wanted to call you to check in with you.. How have you been? Anything new going on? Has Paris been treating you well?

…I'd hope so.

There has been quite a lot that has happened here in Loveland. That's partially why I haven't called you in quite some time now. I wanted to update you..

There was a slight pause in Victor's voice. Taking a moment before revealing the news

.. I found her, mother. The girl I've been searching for over seventeen years. She actually.. Is still the same as I remember.

A soft chuckle can be heard from Victor. The tone of his voice was light and gentle as he spoke fondly of the girl.

She's quite the dummy. And she can be quite stubborn and childish. But she is amazing. She is a hard working producer and does what she is best at and does what she can to benefit herself and her company. Which.. I'm proud of.

Of course, I never could tell her that. It would just go straight to her head. I have to keep her on her toes.

She is often slow at times too, but really shows her intelligence and strength the more I am around her. She has learned so much.

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47 notes - Posted May 9, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

A Valentine's Surprise- Victor Li

Summary: It’s Valentine’s Day in Loveland City. Cassie has a whole day prepared for her and her husband, Victor. Just to show how much she loves him on this special day. She even planned a little surprise at the end~

Pairing: Victor Li X Cassie (OC)

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None! Fandom: Mr. Love Queen’s Choice

Word Count: 1.7k

Notes:

This is my gift for you all for Valentines <3 It isn't much due to how crazy busy I've been as of lately but I hope you like it!

Happy (Belated) Valentine’s Day Everyone! I hope you had a lovely day spent with the ones you cherish and love most.

Enjoy~

The morning of Valentine's Day was rather peaceful and sunny. The sun shone brightly when the clouds parted in the sky over Loveland. Basking the busy city in a beautiful golden hue.

It was only 8:30a.m. The sound of Victor's alarm going off stirred him awake from his peaceful slumber. He shifted from his comfortable position to turn off the alarm, letting out a yawn and a small groan once the sound was shut off.

He then proceeded to feel around for what he hoped was his wife laying beside him, however he felt nothing but the soft silk sheets of his bed.

Opening his eyes finally, rubbing away the sleepiness in his eyes, he sat up, after fully realizing that she was not present, he felt confused.

Where is she…?

He gazed around the room. The sun peeked through the closed curtains, nothing seemed out of place except for the presence of his girl.

Gazing at his nightstand he acknowledged the time. He slept in. Something he rarely does.

Didn't he set his alarm before going to bed last night? How odd...

What is more surprising is that his wife was up before him. It's usually the other way around.

Victor stood up from the bed, dressing himself in a fresh pair of sweatpants, making his way to the bathroom to start his morning routine.

Once he had finished, he made his way out of the bedroom, he could faintly smell the scent of freshly made pancakes. Which gave him the indication of her whereabouts.

She's in the kitchen.

He headed in the direction of the scent, quietly making his way to the kitchen as the smell became more prominent and even more lovely.

The sight he saw as he stood in the doorway of the kitchen made his heart swell with love and appreciation for the girl who stood in the center of the kitchen busying herself with making breakfast.

The woman in question, unaware of his appearance, hummed along to a tune that was quietly playing in the background while she was surrounded by dishes and ingredients she was using for breakfast.

Clad in one of Victor's dress shirts, a pair of pajama shorts covered by an apron which was smeared in bits of flour, she made herself busy as she was preparing to surprise Victor with a lovely breakfast.

Cassie had a whole day planned for him, with a little bit of a surprise for him at the end as well. She wanted to show her appreciation for her husband and wanted to spoil him just as he always spoiled her.

Making food for him was something she often did whenever he didn't feel like cooking during the days that are less busy. However with the exception of it being Valentines Day; a holiday Cassandra loves celebrating most. She knew she wanted to be the first to do something for him.

While Cassie knows he is never one for surprises seeing as throughout the timeline of their relationship in which Cassie tries often to surprise him, he always found a way to surprise her first. Which only made her fall further in love with him over time.

Cassie smiled as she worked. She had just about finished making the meal; heart shaped pancakes sprinkled with a little bit of powdered sugar as well as a good amount of maple syrup on top. She was almost completely ready to present it to her lover.

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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neonanyx · 3 years

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So someone introduced me to this site and I’ve been having way too much fun with it the last couple of days and thought I would start sharing some of the quotes this generated between the guys and their respective OCs I made

#mlqc #mlqc incorrect quotes #someone needs to take this site away from me #I’m enjoying making these way too much #mlqc gavin #mlqc kiro #mlqc lucien #mlqc shaw #mlqc victor #my OCs from my mlqc fanfics

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fineillsignup · 4 years

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Once Bitten, Twice Shy (rated E, omegaverse) I finished a fic! Now this fic is only extremely tenuously connected to the MLQC fandom, as it is original male character/original male character... in fact, this is a spin off for a side pairing from my fic Love Comes in Spurts, which is itself a spin off for a side pairing from my fic Queen’s Choice(s). We are getting into perilous levels of meta here.

Now that I’ve finished it I thought I might as well share, especially since @lyonface drew Nick and Shine, the two main characters. I love them.

#let me tell you about my ocs #they're great #mlqc #my fanfic #omegaverse #alpha beta omega dynamics

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ikenbar · 1 year

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I've been wanting to write again so comment or dm me a number or a specific prompt with a name from someone from Mr. Love: A Queen's Choice or Obey me and I'll write a short story around your suggestion.

A few things before you leave a comment:

Specify a gender (Male, female, gender neutral, Trans male/female, etc.)

Specify the number or prompt specifically (ie, 1, 2, 3, or, "I still love you and I hate myself for it") (I can do multiple prompts at once)

Specify a character (Lucifer, Victor, Thirteen, Kiro, etc.)

I will NOT do any sort of sm*t or anything like that so dont expect it... I'm way too ace to touch that...

I will do hurt comfort so if you want a happy or sad ending let me know. Other wise I am one for happy endings

If you'd like I can also throw one of my OCs in the rink if you'd like me to write about them. Either my Obey Me or my MLQC OCs are fine but I won't do your ocs. I need extensive data to write those well and I'm not in the mood to do that.

I'm excited to write again so don't hold back and leave a comment/dm :D

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lia-jones · 2 years

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Resistance - Evol: Chapter 29 - No matter what happens

“This will hurt a little.” He warned, gently pressing the gauze pad with Betadine on my cut. “Let me know if I’m pressing too hard.”

I nodded in silence, enduring the sharp sting on my hand as he applied the antiseptic. I couldn’t even face him, ashamed of my meltdown. Not long before, I had left him. I had rejected him, blamed him for his past, when mine was even worse. He was the one that had every reason to want to be away from me. And still, he was tending to my cut, his white shirt stained with my blood and tears.

“You should’ve known better than to pick up the shards.” He scolded me.

I nodded again, resigned, taking whatever backlash he had saved for me. I had been a coward. I still wasn't sure if I was one for trying to take my life or for not going through with it. He let out a tired sigh.

“I’m sorry. I’m not very good at this.”

I felt despicable. Not only was I keeping very important secrets from him and adding to his burden with my problems, but now I was making him feel guilty and inadequate. I held his shoulder with my left hand.

“You’re doing great.” I managed to speak through the lump in my throat. “Thank you for doing this.”

“You don’t need to thank me for any of it.”

He looked me in the eyes. I could see an ocean of sadness in that beautiful gray.

The sounds of the outside world trickled into our silent conversation: A door opening, followed by children’s laughter. My brother’s voice fooling around soon followed.

“They’re here.” I jumped from the bed. “And Cristina is here with the kids too. They can’t see-”

“Go greet them downstairs.” Victor got up as well, his poker face on. “I’ll clean it up.”

I looked myself in the mirror. My eyes were puffy, my makeup was a mess, and there was a large bandage on my hand. I tried my best to clean the smudged mascara, hoping a little attitude would help cover up.

“Hey, Bug!” I opened my arms as I reach downstairs, welcoming him into a hug. “Oh God, I missed you so much!” I squeezed him in my arms. “How was your day?”

“We went to the Science Museum!” He practically shone as he spoke. “We made a lot of cool experiments, learned about insects and smaller organisms, and we got to pet a dog!”

“A dog?” I smiled, confused.

“It belonged to an old lady we came across on the street, but the dog was nice, and she let us pet him.” He looked down. “What happened to your hand?”

“Just a minor accident, nothing serious.”

“Dad?” Owen looked behind me. “Dad!”

Victor barely had the time to lift the towel he was holding before Owen wrapped his arms around his waist.

“Careful, this is sharp, it can hurt you.” He put the towel full of mirror shards on the counter, kneeling to hug his son. “And I should wash my hands too, I must have glass dust on me. But I think one hug won’t be a problem.”

“I didn’t know you were here!” Owen walked around his father, as he dumped the towel in the trash. “Aunt Cristina took me and Ana to the science museum, I was going to tell you all about it when I called you tonight.”

“Was that the bathroom mirror?” Josh pulled me aside, whispering to me. “What happened? I told Dad he shouldn’t have let you come with him, what did he do to you?”

“He did nothing to me.” I pulled him to the greenhouse before he remembered to go throw punches. “He was there for me, he bandaged my hand.”

“Stop defending him! I know Mom was up to something, this feels like Daniel all over again.” Josh gritted between his teeth. “And if he hurt you in any way, Tiny, I swear to God-”

“Quit being a twat, he’s not Daniel!” I smacked him with my left hand. “This is nothing like Daniel, Josh… He is a good man, he’s nothing like him. If anything, in this situation, I’m Daniel.”

“Andy, no, don’t say that…”

“I am.” I looked him in the eyes. “I’m the one hurting him, not the other way around. I’m the toxic one. He’s better off without me, trust me. Actually, everyone is.”

“That can’t be true…” Josh half smiled at me. “Andy, what happened on that island? Is it still your illness, you’re pushing him away because you are dying, is that it?” He looked at me with tears in his eyes. “Tell me, are you?”

I remembered having the weight of impending death on my shoulders, the fear of what and who I would leave behind. Those days felt so simple now.

“No, it’s all under control.” I gave him a weak reassuring smile. “I’m not dying.”

“Then what’s happening, Andrea?” He almost pleaded.

“Where’s Vó Bia? And Dad, for that matter?”

“Vó Bia didn’t want to stay for lunch, she drove back north with the uncles.” Josh shrugged, resigned with my non-answer. “Dad said he wanted to lie down when we were in the car, I guess that’s where he went.”

“It’s almost noon, these people will want to eat.” I walked towards the kitchen. “I’m fine, you don’t need to worry about me.”

“You’re really not going to tell me?” Josh stood in place, a hurt look on his face. “Your own brother?”

“There’s nothing to tell, Josh. People die, marriages end.” I smiled weakly at him. “And we move on.”

I found Victor in the kitchen, wearing an apron, cutting vegetables for lunch. Cristina was beside him, yammering about everything they had seen at the science museum, almost as excited as the kids. Beneath her loose shirt, one could tell a baby bump starting to show. I noticed my father looking at it, sitting by the kitchen island, an empty glass and a bottle of whiskey beside him.

“Undecided?” I sat beside him.

“Your mother wouldn’t let me drink before noon. Today is about her, I should respect her wishes.”

“Do I have to respect her wishes?” I took a glass from the cabinet, taking the bottle to myself.

“No alcohol before lunch.” Victor casually took the bottle away. Like a devoted husband. Like we were still together. I didn’t argue back. That small familiar gesture, that little piece of warmth, it brought me comfort. A reminder of happier days.

It’s weird how the lack of one can make a whole place feel empty, no matter how many people are in it. And I guess everyone could feel that emptiness because they let it be filled with silence, each one of us lost in our own thoughts. I left the kitchen and went to the room that led to the greenhouse, where my piano was. I sat at it, noticing how empty the straw chair beside it looked. The chair where she sat.

Play that one I like.

Tiny Dancer, an Elton John song. Actually, my love for Elton John and his prowess at the piano came from her, and from how happy she looked whenever I played his songs. I opened the piano lid slowly, tracing the keys with the tip of my fingers. I had been feeling so lost lately, maybe the music would remind me of who I was. But that seemed to be long gone. I couldn’t make a sound of it.

“Undecided?” I heard my father speak from behind me.

“Something like that.” I closed the piano lid. He sat in my mother’s chair.

“Your husband is here.” He whispered softly, smiling at me.

“You called him, didn’t you?” I gave him an accusatory look.

“He called me, asking for permission to come. I said that, as always, he would be welcomed into my home as one of my own children. And now he’s making us lunch.”

“Yes.” I smiled briefly, looking at the door. For someone whose life was practically spent bossing others around, it was uncanny how Victor understood the value of these little acts of service, and how willing he always was to do them.

“And for the first time since you got here, the shadow in your eyes is gone.”

“Dad…”

“Victor told me he would be returning to Loveland tomorrow morning. Maybe he could give you a ride home.”

“You need me here.”

“Your family needs you more, Andrea. You should be with them.” My father raised his hand, preventing me from retorting. “Don’t worry about this old geezer, he’ll get back on track eventually. We all must move on with our lives, that’s what your mother would’ve wanted.”

“I’m not leaving you alone.”

My father looked down, letting out a heavy sigh.

“Your mother was always better at this than me. But she’s not here, so I guess I’ll have to do her job. I don’t know what happened between you two, but by the way you were holding hands at the funeral, it can’t be that bad. I know every marriage has its problems, and some do seem unsurmountable, but you know what is harder than marriage? To lose the one you’re married to.”

I looked down, feeling somewhat ashamed. But then again, my father didn’t know what he was talking about. I have to admit that I had considered going back, after that kiss in the kitchen. But now that I knew what I was up against, I couldn’t involve him again. Victor deserved to live a long happy life with his son. Even if that meant without me.

“Thanks, Dad.” I nodded to my father, getting up from my piano.

“Promise me you won’t throw your life away.” He held my hand, stopping me for a moment. “No matter how bad it looks, you two can work it out. Don’t give up on your happiness just yet.”

My father’s words were sweet and hopeful, but the reality was that there was no happiness to look forward to. I had changed, life had changed, so dramatically it was impossible to go back to where I had come. The best I could do was to leave my past silently, leave the people I love basking in the safety of it, and face my future alone. Owen would have a family, Victor would too.

That was worth any sacrifice.

“Who do you think the most resilient creature is?” Owen asked as I tucked him in.

“Hmmm, I would say cockroaches.” I caressed his curls. “They can survive nuclear explosions, and will survive for days with their heads cut off.”

“Wrong.” He made a playful face. “It’s the tardigrade. Let me show you.”

He opened the book he brought from the museum, showing me a picture of a small gray creature, almost looking like a cute caterpillar with legs.

“That little fellow?”

“They are also called water bears, because they are aquatic creatures. But they can survive the harshest conditions, even in outer space. They make a glass cocoon around them and get into a sort of coma, and they can remain like that for nearly thirty years.”

“That is kind of cool.” I smiled.

“Sort of.” He shrugged.

“What?” I nudged him. “I think anyone would like to be able to protect themselves from danger in case of it.”

“Well, yes.” Owen stared at his book. “The glass protects them, but it also keeps other things away. If they surround them self with glass, how can they be with the other tardigrades? They must feel lonely.”

I remembered that night in the hotel room in Kehpui, Victor telling me how keeping his Evol a secret had left him to a life of solitude, a life he chose to endure for the sake of protecting the ones he loved. Including me. During the years we’d been together, all the pain that his past brought him, or most of it anyway, he felt it alone, so he wouldn’t burden me. So he would keep me safe.

Now that I was in his shoes, I understood perfectly why he had done it. And watching him be so strong in it all, and at the same time so kind, made me love him even more. Along with that love grew the resolve to return his favour in kind, by keeping the pain all to myself to protect him.

We kissed our son goodnight and left the room. Victor took his jacket, slowly walking to the front door.

“You could come with us.” He glanced behind as he walked. “The jet is big enough for three.”

“My father needs me.” I felt my heart tighten. “Thanks for coming. And for the cooking. And for taking care of us. Of me.”

“I told you, you don’t need to thank me for any of those things.” His eyes lingered on mine for a moment. “Good night. Get some rest.”

I watched him turn to the door and take the handle, turning it. Each second that passed was pure agony. I wasn’t sure if I would see Victor again.

“Come have a drink with me.” He suddenly turned, taking a deep breath.

“Sure, I’ll stay a while longer.” My heart beated faster. “I can pour you a drink.”

“Do you mind if we go somewhere else?”

I instinctively looked backwards, unsure of what to do.

“Owen is safe, your father will keep an eye on him.” Victor argued. “I don’t know when you will return to Loveland, and…” He swallowed. “We need to talk.”

That was my chance to give him closure. Maybe if I put the cards on the table, if I told him I had no intention of going back… Maybe he could rebuild a life without me. Without the hope of having me back. I let him call the car and drive us to the city. I recognized the hotel the moment the car parked.

It was the same room, with the same illuminated patio from years ago. From the day I defended my thesis, the day I introduced him to my family. It was the same bed where we had made love, on the day he gave me my bracelet, where I would keep collecting memories of us together. I brought my left hand to my wrist, turning it softly.

“I remember the last time we were here.” He smiled casually, pouring both of us some brandy. “You were so happy. I was so proud of you. I had been on edge all morning, wondering if you would like to see me in that auditorium, if I was imposing by practically forcing you to introduce me to your family. Wondering what they would think of me.”

“They loved you.”

“That was also the day when I gave you your bracelet.” He pointed at my wrist. “I didn’t have the nerve to tell you back then, but the V did stand for my name. I figured that if you were willing to wear it, that would mean… That you were willing to be mine.”

Each and every charm on that bracelet was a testament of our lives together, our commitment to each other. Every step we had taken together, big or small, was somehow represented in one of the ornaments. The bracelet was still half empty, waiting for more charms to come. I mentally mourned for the space that wouldn’t be filled, the moments we wouldn't live, yet promising myself that I would never take it off, even after we parted. Goodbye is hurtful, but it doesn't erase what once was lived.

“I have never seen you without it ever since. The only time you were without it was because I had to take it off…” His throat tightened. “The day you fell into that coma and had to be hospitalized.”

He took a long sip of his brandy, placing the glass on the wooden table with a thump.

“I have gone through many hardships in my life. Things that changed me, things that scarred me for life. But I have to confess, the hardest one of all…” His eyes turned red. “Was to hold you in my arms, waiting for you to give your last breath. Knowing I was going to lose you.”

“Victor…”

“For some reason, I didn’t. I still don’t know what happened, but I was given the chance to see you smile again, to have you in my arms again. I know what it’s like to lose you. I will not go through that again.”

“No, please. Don’t do this.”

“I know how much I hurt you. I know I broke your trust. And I had dreaded the day I would tell you ever since I fell in love with you, because I knew it would change how you perceive me, and perhaps what you feel about me.”

“This is not about you.”

“No, it’s about us.” He walked towards me. “With the Evols coming back, change was inevitable. I changed, you changed, even your past has changed right in front of your eyes. The people you knew became someone else, and you had to deal with things you couldn’t possibly grasp in one night. It is only natural you feel confused. And that’s why I watched you leave. Because I hoped that, if you returned, it would be with a renewed confidence in us. I must admit my fate had faltered, but my heart never did.”

“You talk about it like it was just some bump in the road.”

“And isn’t it?” His eyes searched for mine. “Some couples have money problems, some others have loyalty issues, we have our baggage. I have my fears, you have yours. But that doesn’t mean we can’t solve them.”

“How? How do we solve them?” I raised my voice in frustration. “You have said it yourself, everything changed! And I really wish we could go back, but we can’t. We made an impossible promise to keep, Victor. We can’t always be the same people. I have-”

With a decided step towards me, he took me in his arms and pressed his lips into mine. And with a single gesture, in one split second, all my reasoning fell through, my glass encasing broke, and I was again exposed to the elements. But with his arm around my waist, I didn’t feel any fear. With his hand threading my hair, I felt like I belonged somewhere. With his lips, he was leading me back home. He broke the kiss softly, watching me carefully, like he was reading my bare soul. And I had no choice but to let him.

“This hasn’t changed.” His fingertips moved softly on my cheek. “What I feel about you hasn’t changed, even if we have.” He blinked slowly, like he usually did when he needed to focus. “But if you feel like the change is so great that we can't move past it, tell me now. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll let you go.”

Fear tugged at my heart again, telling me the exit was the best way to go. Without me, he and Owen would be safe. He wouldn’t need to relive the trauma of his past. Owen could grow up happy and protected. I looked him in the eyes, decided to tell him it was over. But as I saw what was in them, the love, the longing, the softness… I couldn’t say a word.

“You owe me nothing, Andrea, except for the truth.” He insisted, his heart beating so fast I could see it pulse in his neck. “If the divorce is what you really want, I will give it to you.”

I held my gaze in his, preparing myself to unleash the lie.

“I…” I faltered.

“The truth, Andrea. No matter how painful it is. That’s all I ask of you.” He pleaded with a pained expression. “What do you want?” He wasn’t sure of what I was going to say. He was expecting me to reject him.

And how much easier would that be, to just pull the bandaid and let him lick the wounds I had inflicted, hoping he would bounce back eventually, maybe find love again, lead a simpler life without Black Swan and roles and dangers or expectations? But he was not asking for me to stay. He was asking for the truth. And my heart was screaming it.

“I want you.” I blinked away the tears I was fighting so hard to hold back. “But I’m scared.”

His eyes lit up.

“Scared of what?”

“Hurting you. Being unworthy.”

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, his thumb wiping a tear from my cheek.

“Idiot.” He croaked.

Scared was an understatement. I was terrified. But most of all, I wanted to believe. With him, everything made sense, I felt like I belonged, that I could undertake whatever challenge life threw at me. I was safe. So when his lips grazed mine, I selfishly chased that feeling and deepened the kiss. And from that moment on, our bodies did all the talking.

His hand held the back of my head, sliding down my spine, pulling me closer to him. His tongue, tender but probing, taking all he could get and I was willing to give. I wrapped my arms around his neck, not wanting to lose one inch of proximity, instinctively wrapping my legs around his waist as he pulled me up and carried me to his hotel bedroom.

Yes, this was where I belonged, and there was no other place I’d rather be. However, I was keeping secrets from him, and it wasn’t fair to just let things roll without him knowing the whole truth.

About who I was. And what I’ve done.

“Victor…” I pushed away weakly.

“Mmm?” He mumbled as he nibbled my ear. I almost lost my nerve to speak.

“No, wait.” I shivered as he trailed kisses down my neck. “Victor, we need to stop.”

He froze, lifting his head to look at me, a hurt look in his eyes.

“I’m yours.” I caressed his cheek, trying to smile as my eyes filled with tears. “I want to try, that hasn’t changed.”

“Then what?” He frowned.

“If we are going to do this, it has to be all cards on the table.” I took a deep breath. “We need to talk.”

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the-gods-are-laughing · 4 years

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Far From The Ginkgo Tree pt. 11 - MLQC Gavin x Eirie (OC) (NSFW)

They traded gentle kisses. Lips to start, shyly pressed together. Then they wandered, exploring eyes, cheeks, neck.

Gavin gently laid her down.

"Gavin...?"

"It's okay. Don't be scared." He kissed her eyes, her nose, her neck. "I want you to feel how loved you are. If you feel uncomfortable or want to stop, just say so. Okay?"

She nodded, one tear escaping from her still closed eyes.

Slowly, he covered her in kisses. He whispered to her of love, of devotion, promises of a future she'd thought impossible just days ago.

Her tears continued, a silent stream. But they were not of sadness nor fear.

They were of hope.

When his lips came back to her face, she kissed him then moved back, removing her shirt.

Gavin looked away, ears pink.

"We don't have to, you know, do anything. I don't want you to feel pressured -"

Her hands gently cupped his face and turned it to take in the sight of her, body as bared as her soul.

There were no words. It wasn't necessary.

The rest of Gavin's clothes followed hers in the growing pile on the floor. Their kisses grew more heated, panting softly in between.

Eirie rested her head on his shoulder, gently kissing a scar. "Be gentle."

He held her as though there were nothing more precious in this world. "I will."

He laid her down and adjusted his positon before looking at her for confirmation one last time. Face flushed, she nodded.

He began with one finger, then two, helping her adjust and get wet enough to accept him. When she seemed ready, he eased himself into her, eyes shutting automatically. God, she felt good. It took all his self-control to ease himself in slowly.

Gentle. He concentrated on that word. Gentle. Gentle. Gentle.

Finally, after what felt like forever, he was all the way in. His fingers dug into her hips as he held himself in check, letting her adjust.

When she moaned his name, he began to move, thrusting gently in and out of her body.

They held each other tight as they made love, the soft slaps of flesh and heavy breathing blending with their murmured whispers of love and need.

In both an eternity and no time at all, they arched, Gavin filling her and feeling as complete in doing the filling as she did being filled. All of it had felt... Right.

They cleaned up in the motel room's small bathroom before returning to the bed, cuddled as close as could be.

And in the dark, unsure where one ended and the other began, they fell asleep.

A new future began tomorrow. But for now, it was just them, and that was all they needed.

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theinariakuma · 3 years

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I work full time and I am going to school part time. I also have a nearly 9 month old Husky(August 2021), so I often get busy. I'm someone who grew up in an abusive household so I have always used fanfiction, books, roleplay, and fandoms to escape and as I got older it became a fun hobby and quite a passion. So, I just have fun with writing when I can.

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Jurassic Park and The Lost World by Michael Crichton

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Caraval by Stephanie Garber (There are two sequels, Legendary and Finale, though I do not like them as much as first book)

One of us is Lying, Two can keep a Secret, and The Cousins by Karen M. McManus (One of us is Lying has a sequel called One of us is Next. Again, I did not like it as much as the first book)

The Paris Architect by Charles Belfoure

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darling-dummy-blogs · 2 years

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Character Profile

Meet Cassandra Monet

♡Married Name: Cassandra Rose Li

♡Nicknames: Cassie, Cass, My Love (Victor), Sweetheart (Victor), Darling (Victor), Dummy (Victor), Ma Chérie (Victor), Mon Amour (Victor), Baby Girl (Victor), Mommy (Isabella), Mom (Isabella), Big Sis (Liam & Gabriella), Sissy (Liam & Gabriella), Dearest (Aunt Amelia)

♡Gender: Female

♡Pronouns: She/Her/Hers

♡Birthday: July 20th ♡Zodiac Sign: Cancer ♋

♡Age: 25

♡Height: 5’6

♡Evol: ??? (Yet to be decided…)

♡Personality:

Cassandra is a sweet and loveable young woman who can be the bright ball of sunshine you need. She always is sweet and caring towards everyone she interacts with. If you were to grow close to her, she’d take on a rather nurturing/mother hen role in the friendship/relationship and would treat you to anything and everything you need with no questions asked regardless of if you are older than her or not. She would be the type of person to put you before herself and would do anything to make you smile/happy. She’s understanding and honest about her feelings, especially when it comes to expressing them. Careful though, she can be rather sensitive due to past experiences/trauma she’s gone through and is definitely very in touch with her emotions. She’s the type of friend to be by your side no matter what it is and will not leave unless you tell her to. She can be an encouraging and interactive person in social situations, however due to past trauma this may be hard at times. (Also because of this she also grew rather shy and had a lot of self-doubt in herself over time.) Especially when it comes to those who try to force themselves onto her/into her life. She is a hard worker, can be very compassionate and takes pride in what she does. No matter what, this girl will be your friend till the end of time.

♡Looks:

Cassandra is a beautiful girl (at least to those who love her); she has long flowy dark brown hair that is usually straight however depending on the situation she’d curl it to give it some waves, she has bright cerulean ocean blue eyes that often have a hint of a sparkle wherever she is fascinated by something or is happy being with someone she loves. If she is saddened, they become dull in color. She has pale skin, soft round cheeks (that everyone just seems to love to squish) and small yet plump lips. She has the figure of an hourglass however she is on the thick side when it comes to her thighs, breasts, and ass if we were to talk in detail. She has no beauty marks, at least not that she is aware of having or have yet to discover. Her usual style for outfits can be considered casual; she usually can be seen wearing summer dresses/floral dresses, skirts with cute blouses, paired with flats, heels (typically 4-inch ones) or wedges. Depending on the weather; if cold, she can be seen wearing leggings and skinny jeans as well as a pair of converses as well as lots and lots of different types of sweaters (fuzzy, knitted, lace, zip ups or hoodies). (Typically all her clothing is usually a variety of colors but mainly between pastels and light colors) When dressing up for a formal occasion she goes all out and can look absolutely stunning. (typically the color she does look best in is red… I wonder why.) Make up wise; she doesn’t wear a lot nor feels the need to wear it. However if she feels like she needs it she will apply light makeup that consists of eyeliner, mascara, and foundation with a small touch of lip gloss to her lips. However she usually goes without makeup. She prefers to show her natural beauty as she is slowly gaining back the confidence in herself she once had.

♡Family Members + History Background:

Mother: Arianna Kate Monet (Deceased, 35)

Mother's Maiden Name: Adrianna Kate Collins

Father: Henry Monet Jr. (Deceased, 38)

Younger Brother: Liam Alexander Monet (20)

Younger Sister: Gabriella Claire Monet (20)

Aunt: Amelia Monet (48)

♡Offspring:

First Born Child;

Name: Isabella Mae Li

Nicknames: Isa, Bella, Bell, Mae, Mon Amour, Baby Girl, Sweetie, Sweetheart.

Age: 4 years old.

Evol: Time Control

Relation: Daughter of Cassandra & Victor Li

Second Born Child;

Name: Zachariah Charlie Li

(Name credit goes to @times-muse-immemorial 💕)

Nicknames: (Yet to be determined…)

Age: Newborn Infant

Evol: ???

Relation: Son of Cassandra & Victor Li

♡Nationality/Ethnicity:

Cassandra is part French and part American. Her mother, Arianna grew up in America while her father, Henry grew up in France. However they met and fell in love in a small city outside of Loveland. Her father taught her French personally growing up before he passed away. Due to Cassandra being a quick learner, she grew to become fluent in both the French and English language. She can read, write and speak French but usually resorts to English and prefers it more now. Her French Accent tends to come out whenever she gets angry, is upset/hurt, or whenever she talks to (French) associates through business.

♡School Experience & Job Experience (Before Loveland):

Her father, Henry and her Aunt, Amelia co-owned an established business and since it became funded by LFG, after her parents passing, her aunt taught Cassandra all she needed to know about the family business and that’s how Cassandra grew to take business classes and get a degree in business once she hit high school and college. She was able to go to the best schools due to her aunt being able to afford it from business profits. Her Aunt did offer her to take over and become the CEO of the company however Cassie politely declined and opted to work separately from their family business. She had a few minor jobs to support her financially before she moved to Loveland.

♡Life Backstory:

Cassandra lived with her parents and younger siblings in a rather small city outside of Loveland City for the majority of her childhood. Her childhood was considered modern and her family were considered to be upper middle class. Her family wasn’t rich by any means, but her father did have a very well established business (which she found out was being funded by LFG) and had a relatively good relationship with her parents and younger siblings. However after a tragic car accident, her parents passed away when she was 10 years old. (Her twin siblings would be approx. 5 years old) Because of that, she and her siblings were taken under their aunt's custody which she then became their primary caretaker for their teenage years. However, due to how busy of a woman their aunt was, Cassie took care of her siblings whenever their Aunt couldn't. She helped her with everything, even when her siblings grew up and were preparing for college. Cassie finally moves out at the age of 23. She moves to Loveland to start anew and ends up living in an apartment complex where she ends up finding a job at Miracle Company as an assistant manager to Mia.

♡Relationships:

♡Status with Victor Li: Significant Other/ Love of Her Life.

*Co-workers, best friends, lovers , married couple.

History: Cassie's relationship with Victor started off rather professional than personal. They were strictly co-workers as she worked under him through her boss, Mia; she started her job at Miracle Company a few months after Miracle Finder was gaining their boost from their final episode. She made good friends with her boss and had learned about Victor through Mia who often talked her ear off about him at times. (Back then she assumed that Mia had feelings for him–not the case AT ALL) She was cautious and a little careful around him when she first met him at a charity/gala event. However, after having a conversation or two, the two surprisingly got along. Was definitely a little awkward; she was still cautious of him and he was still a bit closed off. But they became good friends as time progressed. Shortly after that event, they get to know one another and spend more time with each other outside of work; Cassie soon develops feelings for him. However, she didn't think he felt the same way. (Unbeknownst to her that he did in fact feel the same way) (She really thought that he’d have feelings for Mia) Which made her try to stray away from him for a little while. He noticed her odd behavior and how she was avoiding him. Soon he realizes of his own growing feelings for her and decides to tell her by asking her on a (ironically starry night) date at his house.* He tells her how he feels and she tells him how she feels. From then on, they were together for about 2 years before getting engaged on their third year anniversary. A year later they were happily married and had welcomed their first born child; Isabella Mae Li into the world the next.

*Will eventually post a story on how they became a couple!

♡Status with Lucien Xu: Good Friends, Old Neighbor.

History: Cassie's relationship with Lucien started off just as acquaintances. Her boss, Mia had her meet him through work as he was just a guest on Miracle Finder. The two hit it off pretty well, however at first she was a little cautious of him due to how flirtatious and mysterious he seemed but over time as she grew a relatively good friendship with him, she began to question him less and less and stopped being cautious around him. Surprise surprise, he (and Mia) was also her neighbor(s) when she lived in the same apartment complex before she moved in with Victor.

♡Status with Gavin Bai: Close Friends, Big Brother/Little Sister Relationship

History: Cassie's relationship with Gavin started as the two being complete strangers. However one day when she was with Mia, at Mia's favorite restaurant having lunch and discussing their recent show. Gavin had come into the restaurant and had spotted Mia to which she then introduced Cassie to him and although it was awkward because of how closed off Gavin was at the time. He was still polite and shortly after getting to know her more, he was more relaxed around her. Cassie also picked up on his little high school crush that he has for Mia and loves to tease him about it every chance she gets. (He also loves to tease her about her crush Victor- this, of course was before they confessed to one another) They now have a best friend bond and honestly act like a brother and sister at times to each other.

♡Status with Kiro Zhou: Friends

History: Cassie's relationship with Kiro started off as acquaintances like with Lucien. However when Mia introduced her to him during a time when he was a guest appearance on Miracle Finder, the two hit it off very well. After that, the two get to know each other more and from there out the two become close friends.

♡Status with Shaw Bai-Ling: Friends, Little Brother/Big Sister Relationship

History: Like with Gavin, the two start off as strangers. Mia told her about Shaw but they never met. However she had often seen him hanging around Mia and had introduced himself to Cassie when Mia had invited her and him to hang out outside of work. Of course she was a little wary of him but after learning more about him, they got along pretty well. He'd try to flirt with her but she always laughed it off and teased him as she knew he was much younger than her. After also finding out that Shaw and Gavin were indeed brothers, she treated him like a little brother (which never changed to begin with)

♡Status with Mia (MC): Co-worker(Boss/Employee), Old Neighbor, Best Friends.

History: Cassie's relationship with Mia starts off as Co-workers as she had recently applied for a job at Mia's company: Miracle Company. The two got along great and became best of friends through work and outside of work as time went on. Mia was the first to know of Cassie's crush on Victor and she had even tried to encourage her to try to confess. However with how shy she was back then she always refused. So she definitely got a few teases from her. When she found out that they were also neighbors, they definitely had spent time at each other’s apartments for sleepovers and hangouts when the week wasn’t as crazy busy as it usually is. Over time though, they have a very strong friendship.

♡Status with Cole (@times-muse-immemorial ’s OC): Best Friends, Sister-In-Law

History: Cassie's relationship with Cole starts off as strangers. (WIP.. Will add more detail later!♡)

♡Multiple Universes:

♡Universe 1: Cassie and Victor

Summary: In this universe, it mainly focuses on Cassandra and Victor’s relationship, which has been built on trust, friendship, respect, love, and intimacy. This universe goes into detail of how their relationship came to be what it is now and how their relationship has blossomed into a true form of love.

Details of their relationships (past):

Cassandra’s Past Relationship:

Ex-Boyfriend: Andrew Lewis (25 now, met at 16.)

Details of Relationship: Cassie and Andrew met in high school and were together all the way from high school and throughout college. They were high school sweethearts and were a pretty popular couple amongst their school. However while it seemed like a perfect relationship on the outside; their relationship was much different behind the scenes... (WIP..Will add more detail later!)

Victor's Past Relationship:

Ex-Girlfriend: (WIP.. Will add more detail later!)

Details of Relationship: (WIP.. Will add more detail later!)

♡ Universe 2: Cassie Before Loveland

Summary: (WIP.. Will add more detail later!)

Details: (WIP.. Will add more detail later!)

♡ Universe 3: Cassie and Victor + Cole (←Victor��s Younger Sister)

Summary: (WIP.. Will add more detail later!)

Details(present): (WIP.. Will add more detail later!)

♡Works Cassie is Featured In:

... (WIP.. Will add links later!)

Author's Note: So I decided to post this seeing as I think it was time to shine some light onto my character Cassandra! She has become more prominent in my blog and I'd love to share with you all who she is and what she does in the MLQC Universe(s)! Keep in mind that some information is still under works and will be added over time as I continue to write and grow her character! But I hope you all enjoy learning about her! ❤

Special thanks to @times-muse-immemorial for helping me add more to Cassandra"s character by creating a new universe in which allows Cassandra and her character, Cole to interact! It has been a blast and I cannot wait to add more to their universe! 💕

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