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deathssunshine · 2 years

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Comforting Victor.

🍮 protect this man at all costs 🍮

Warnings: not really anything (I hope🗿) I've seen people put warnings for pet names before so: darling and baby both used once.

Genre: comfort

Word count: 645 words

Game: Mr love queen choice

Pairing: Victor X female reader

Notes: help

Description: Victor has a nightmare where he pushes you away with his harsh words when he didn't mean too.

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Don't go

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Everyone has nightmares, even Victor. Where as others would dream of monsters. He would fear losing you because of something that he knows he would never do but fears it still.

"You really think this is good? You really think this is going to cut it Y/N?" Victor shot a glance at her.

He picked up her report and looked at the charts on his laptop before standing up and walking to her. "This is crap! I can't believe I invested in an idiot. Even worse living with one. You've disappointed me Y/n. You really have" He towered over her as he said this.

He doesn't know what came over him. Why he was saying these harsh things. It started to suffocate him. He doesn't want to speak to you like this. He doesn't want to hurt you. He doesn't want you to cry. He wants to tell you how to improve. He wants to be nicer. He wants to show you his love for you. "Can't you be nicer?" He heard her voice quiver and she said that.

His heart shattered hearing this knowing what he has done. And with that she turned around and raced out crying. She didn't care if it put her job on the line, or if LFG wouldn't fund them anymore, she had built a good reputation for the show already. She was sure there were plenty of investors already out there who were willing to invest. He tried to chase after her but he couldn't move, he couldn't say anything.

It went pitch black. And suddenly he was in front of their house that they shared. He couldn't connect the dots that it was a nightmare at all. He ran inside looking for you, calling for you, worrying about you. He noticed your things around the house slowly started to fade away. As he opened the bedroom door there was a note on the bed.

"to Mr Li,

I'm sorry but I have to leave you. I will also be finding another investor who is nicer and will help me achieve my goals. I should've gone to Lucien and dated him instead of you. Goodbye victor.

-(Y/N)"

He had done it. He drove you away. He doesn't blame you. It was his fault. Everything started to spin as he dropped to his knees. Flashing memories of every time you smiled or laugh. How you would be kind to him. He didn't deserve you being kind to him at all. Darkness surrounded him as he looked up he saw you clinging to Lucien being lovey Dovey with him. How he treated you better. The suffocating feeling returned.

Then he woke up gasping for air. Drenched in sweat. The warm light of the lamp on his lover's side lit up. He looked in that direction. "Victor? What's wrong?" She reached out to him and put her cool hand on his warm cheek.

He couldn't help but cry. "Don't go .. don't leave me.." within seconds he had attached himself to her cold body compared to his warm one. She held him and stroked his back in a comforting manner. "It's alright darling..." She held him close as he cried.

She was right. It's alright because she is there. "I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry!" To lose you in any way is his worst fear.

He loves you so much.

You knew he had difficulties with apologising. So whatever happened in his dream must of been horrible. You pressed a firm but loving kiss on his forehead and moved away his sweaty hair to kiss it more and all over his face. "It's okay baby.." you kept him close to you.

"I'll never leave you. I love you" That was all he needed to hear to reassure him.

She gently kissed his lips as he kissed back. "I love you too..."

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lordsisterxotome · 2 years

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A Poor Substitute (Victor x Reader)

Fandom: Mr. Love Queen’s Choice

Pairing: Victor x Reader

Prompt: Phone sex | Wet dreams & “Prove to me that you deserve this.”

Warning: Smut! Minors DNI!!!🔞 Mutual masturbation | Phone sex | Voice kink | Praise kink | Dirty talk

Intended Audience: Female Audience

Word Count: 2125

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Author’s Note: Day 3 of @xxsycamore‘s Visions of Temptation event! I woke up with a sore throat this morning but luckily my one class of the day was canceled so I didn’t have to go out sick.

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Drawing up your knees, you reached between your legs with trembling fingers, sucking in a sharp breath when they brushed your swollen clit. Your teeth caught your bottom lip, worrying the flesh as you teased the bud, increasing the pressure with each rub.

You’d been so pent-up all day, it was embarrassing. Victor was gone for a week and you went sex-crazed? Ridiculous. You had grown too accustomed to his affection, which demanded he push you to the point of insanity with his tongue or cock whenever he could.

When he’d left, he’d asked if you would be able to handle yourself until his return, a stupid, teasing smirk on his stupid, beautiful face. You’d wanted to smack him and kiss the living daylights out of him at the same time, but now you just wanted him with you in this bed, his fingers between your legs instead of your own.

The mere memory of his fingers was enough to make you moan. His were so much thicker than yours, so much longer. Victor played your body like an instrument, drawing music from your lips and wet from your depths. He reached places inside of you you hadn’t known existed, making you gasp and writhe in the warmth and safety of his hold as you reached climax after climax until you were absolutely spent.

You imagined those moments now as you sank a finger into your core, trying and failing to imagine that it was his. Your chest heaved with frustrated arousal, hardened nipples straining against the fabric of your bra. Whining, you pumped the finger a few times before adding another, scissoring yourself. Two fingers of your opposite hand circled your clit, teasing the bud as you rolled your hips into your hand.

You sighed as the pulse deep in your belly began to strengthen, heat seeping into your veins. It wasn’t nearly as much pleasure as what Victor gave you with a mere brush of his fingers, but it was enough to take the edge off as you slowly worked yourself towards your climax.

A sudden buzzing made you startle, eyes that you hadn’t realized closed shooting open and hands flying to either side of you as you bolted upright. Your eyes found your phone, ringing where it sat charging on your nightstand. Groaning, you ignored it, brows furrowing as you lay back and replaced your hands between your legs. You set a fast pace, rubbing hard in an attempt to drown out the phone’s impatient buzzing.

After what felt like forever it stopped…only to start up again a moment later. You snarled this time, cursing whoever had distracted you from your pleasure once more. Again the buzzing stopped, and again it started a few seconds later. With an annoyed huff, you tore your fingers from yourself. Laying limp across your bed, you exhaled a slow breath, taking a moment to accept the fact that your arousal had evaporated before snatching the phone off the nightstand and ripping the charger out in the process.

In your frustration, you didn’t bother to look at the caller ID, a mistake as, before you could even get a word out, a booming voice asked, “You were touching yourself, weren’t you?”

Victor - the object of all your desires and frustrations - had such impeccable timing.

“Hello to you too,” you muttered, clamping your thighs together against the embarrassing rush of arousal that flooded you at the sound of his voice. You really were ridiculous.

“Tell me.” The tone of his voice, deep and husky, brooked no lenience. Even so, there was something strained to his cadence, something you hardly recognized but that made you pause a moment before you answered slowly, “…Yes.”

A groan echoed through the receiver, making your breath catch and your pussy flutter. One sound had no business being so sexy. “Are-are you…?” The words came out higher and breathier than you meant them to. Something in your brain broke at the idea of Victor in the same position as you, just as desperate, just as needy for the other’s touch.

“Yes,” he answered, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

“Only all day?” you tried to laugh, but you could feel a moan bubbling in your chest. Your pussy was already wetter listening to his voice alone than it had been when you were fingering yourself. What a traitor.

Victor growled, the sound making you whimper as you wriggled against your pillows, legs spreading once more. “What were you doing before I called?”

“Fingering myself,” you confessed.

“How many?” Heavens above, his voice could shake mountains to their foundations - that’s what you thought as you covered your mouth to stifle your needful cry, pussy clenching around nothing.

“Two,” you answered shakily. Your fingers brushed through your swollen folds, the electric fissures you’d been looking for before all too happy to emerge at your touch with Victor’s rough breathing in your ear. “But it’s not you.”

He chuckled, the sound warming you from the inside out. “I keep imagining it’s your mouth or your pussy around my cock instead of my hand.” The warmth you felt turned molten at the thought that he was just as starved for you as you were for him, pleasuring himself to thoughts of you. “But it’s not you.”

The image of him, naked and flushed, muscles straining as he took his heavy, weeping cock into his hand, made you breathless, tiny mewls and gasps escaping as your fingers circled your opening. You imagined the pre-cum that would be beading at the tip of his thick head, the pulsing vein that ran along the underside, the slight curve of the staff. A burst of heat soaked your fingers, back arching into the bed beneath you as they slipped into your slick heat.

“Are your fingers in that tight pussy?”

You shivered, feeling his voice in your bones as you gasped an eager “Yes!” Setting the phone to speaker, you used your newly freed hand to grope your breast, teasing your hardened nipple through the lacy fabric of your bra. “I wish you were here.”

He was silent for a moment, long enough that you thought you’d lost connection, and then he commanded, “On your knees.”

You nearly knocked the phone off the bed in your scramble to do as he said. Each breath came rapid as you rolled onto your knees, keeping your upper body pressed to the bed and widening your knees. Your arousal dripped down your inner thighs in this position, making you shiver at the exposure it brought. How could you be so unseemly wet when he hadn’t even touched you?

“Have you done as I asked?”

The rumble of his voice, deep and smooth as honey, made you shudder. “Yes.”

Even so far away, you felt his smirk, felt the phantom imprint of it against your skin. “Good girl.” A shuffling sound reached your ears and you wiggled uncomfortably as you waited for his instruction. Closing your eyes, you tried to imagine your lover was there with you, his breath fanning over your skin rather than finding you through a phone receiver. You remembered the feel of his body against yours, pressing against your back, his cock nudging you open…

“Two fingers inside.” The sudden, harsh words made you jolt. “Use your other hand on your clit.” He spoke with all the authority of the CEO he was, ordering your pleasure as if it was his right.

A little shifting and shuffling found your hands tucked between your legs, your toes curling against the comforter as you did as he said. Two fingers disappeared inside of you again, two other fingers tracing circles into the swollen bundle of nerves at the apex of your thighs.

“Done,” you breathed, slowly beginning to thrust those digits in and out of your throbbing heat. The embarrassment you’d felt before as you’d tried and failed to get yourself off evaporated, replaced by a blank-eyed lust as you fingered yourself. “What…What are you doing?”

“Jerking myself,” came his grunted reply, and you shivered, biting your lip against the smirk that threatened to unfurl. Was it possible that Victor was worse off than you? You always thought you were the more attached one in the relationship, but maybe Victor was just better at hiding it. “God, your pussy is always so tight around me, squeezing me,” he huffed. If you listened closely you thought you could hear it, the slap of his hand around his erection, pumping himself.

“You’re so much bigger than my fingers,” you whined, straining to reach the places inside of you he always did. You remembered the first time you and Victor had made love, how he’d had to stretch you and ease you open with his tongue and fingers before he would even consider putting his dick in you. “What else?”

“You always milk the cum out of me so well. Your cunt is always so hungry for it.” That made you blush, pussy clenching down on your fingers as if in agreement. It was true; you loved it when Victor came inside of you, begging for it as he fucked you closer and closer to your orgasm. You loved how close it made you feel, how tenderly he would hold you even as his hips ploughed into you mercilessly.

Still, you buried your face into your pillow, cheeks burning with a vicious blush. You were only masturbating on the phone with him, but hearing him praise you so freely was unusual. It made your heart flutter and your knees weak.

A long moan peeled from your lips, too loud in the too big space of your bedroom. You hadn’t realized how much space Victor’s presence took up until now, how he filled your everything so not a single part of you wasn’t marked with him. Your fingers moved faster as you rocked your hips into your hand. You knew he could hear each gasp, each mewl and cry. You wanted him to hear it, wanted to pet the ego that knew he could make you feel good, could make you cum to the thought of him.

“Victor,” you mewled. Your fingers slipped through the copious amount of wet your body was producing, your back arching and your knees spreading a little more in a useless presentation to a lover who wasn’t there. “I want to cum so bad.”

“Prove it to me,” he growled, curls of heat licking through your lower belly. “Prove to me that you deserve this, that you deserve to cum.”

“I need it! Baby, please!” You were so close, so close to obtaining the relief that had eluded you all week. “It hurts without you! I need your cock, your fingers, your tongue!”

“I know, darling.” His heavy breathing filled your senses, and you swore you could smell him, something of the taste of his skin on your tongue. “Such a good girl. Won’t you cum for me? Make those pretty noises for me to remember until I get back?” he coaxed, and your walls contracted, warning you, urging you on.

“I’m close,” you gasped, mewling with each plunge of your fingers. “Victor!”

“Cum, baby.” A part of your brain connected the strain in his voice with his own climax, with the way his defined abs would be tensing right now, his body curving around the pulsating dick in his hand.

You spasmed, crying his name at the same time that milky white spurted from the reddened tip, his seed gone to waste where it painted his thick thighs and pooled on his stomach. Collapsing onto your comforter, you lay boneless in the wake of the orgasm coursing through your limbs. Satisfaction, warm and fuzzy, settled in your abdomen.

Only one thing could have completed your happiness.

“I miss you,” you murmured, taking the phone off speaker in order to hear his voice more closely.

“I love you,” he answered, his voice soft as it only was when he said those three words, and your heart melted as you whispered the words back.

“Are you going to sleep now?”

“Mhm.” Rising on legs that were just stable enough to carry you to your bathroom, you cleaned yourself up, pulling on your fluffiest pajamas when you were done. “You?”

“I have a few emails to send.” That was your Victor, ever-dedicated to his work. The thought brought a smile to your face. “I couldn’t focus on them before.”

“Sleep soon.” Flopping back into bed, you pulled the blankets around you, cocooning yourself and trying to preserve the afterglow of your orgasm. “I’m waiting here for you.”

You could hear the smile in his voice as he answered, “Sweet dreams. I’ll be home soon.”

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jeex02 · 10 months

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Crying cause hes so cute 🗿🥹🤲💞

Anyways have some cute drunk vic fluff too

(Not profread and a year old 🧍‍♂️🏃)

Victor ended up being roped into drinking with some buisness patners. He ends up drunk somehow? *cough* whereisyourhightolerance. Anyways Goldman drops him of at home. Victor is leaning all his weight on goldman, poor guy. You open the door for him and try to help him inside and hes just like "excuse me dont touch me i have a wife" and you just let go and he somehow ends up walking into a wall and you just tease him about being drunk and hes just like??? After he figures out that he needs help he lets you guide him to the couch at least. Then he starts being like "what are you doing in my house? Where is my wife?" You walk out of the room and bring back some water to sober him up and then just tell him that you are his wife and he just stares in disbelive. Wispers to himself "im one lucky man" *insert drunk victor smile* you chuckle at his attidude and he just scoffs. He also argues with you about not wanting to sleep yet and wanting to stay looking at you. In the end you somehow manage to get him to lay down... He falls asleep on the couch while listening to you talk. The next day he just has an headache and is forced to stay at home by you. Me grumpy all day long. (Pfff Also you calling him a dummy under your breath while he drunk Cause damn he is )

Anyways he probably also still remembers everything cause yes he was drunk but dude has high tolerance??? Pls immagine him remembering that he said that you shouldnt touch him cause he has a wife to you (his wife) and he just *boom red* every time he remembers (would die from being flustered af if you continued to tease him about what he said the next day)

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kazuyaasai-serenaspencerli · 1 year

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

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

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

"Good morning, love".

༻ ♡ ♡ ♡ ༺

MORNING

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PLAYLIST | MASTERLIST

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night-chant · 2 years

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MLQC Scenario - Hidden Talent

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

Featuring: MLQC Guys + reader

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

Warning: Fluff (except Victor’s??)

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Victor:

Creative writing

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You’re going to say it’s stupid.”

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

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

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

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

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

. . .

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

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

Lucien:

Painting

You enjoy nature, especially animals and landscapes.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kiro:

Dancing ft. singing

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gavin:

Knitting and needlework

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Thank you.”

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

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

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niphredil-14 · 1 year

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

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ontowanderlust · 2 years

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home + fluff + victor 🥺

Home., n.

It hasn't been that long since they started living together, has it?

Even before then, he knew she had been slowly been integrating herself in his life- be it through meetings, through their bantering, and even navigating through the whole Evol mess.

Slowly, slowly until the next thing he knew, he's been seeing her outside work, outside meetings until eventually she started coming around his house.

This outcome would eventually come, right? It only made sense so.

And yet, seeing her so blissfully unaware- at peace while she snuggled onto his pillow still gives his heart a skip.

How is it she had became the most important thing in his life? Scoffing lightheartedly, he stoop down and gave her a featherly light kiss on her forehead.

He really became a softhearted mess when it came to her, didn't he?

Oh well.

It's been a while since I last wrote for Victor huh?

I would also like to thank people who followed me for mlqc for putting up with my SVT shenanigans. I know most of you cannot understand the smaus I keep posting so I wanna thank you guys for your patience. (❁´◡`❁)

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jeexwith3ee · 2 years

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Drying Victors hair??? (random tought i guess)

Just imagine victor coming out of pool water running down his face, his wet hair hiding his eyes. He just walks around dripping all over the place so you run after him with a towel to dry his hair. He sits down infront of you on the floor for you to reach his hair better. You ruffle his hair with the towel and when you slip it down to his neck he shivers. He stands up to full height his hair sticking in every direction, you start to smile, trying to hold back a laugh, he just glares at you "Whats so funny?" And you just cant hold back laughing. He glares at you and you start running away giggling while he's trying to catch you. If he catches you, he throws you over his shoulder and jumps back into the pool with you fully clothed...

This shit old damn i love that sassy ceo

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darealkatastrophe · 11 months

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This Account is both SFW and NSFW.

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

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

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

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

♡ Hope you have a Good Night/ Good Day ♡

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deathssunshine · 1 year

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🍮I'm so bored rn so I tried to write fluff💀🍮

Warnings: none

Word count: 314

Game: Mr love queen choice

Pairing: victor X you

Character: Victor

Genre: Fluff I hope.

Description: Cuddling with victor and listening to music.

Extra notes: pudding makes a one second appearance.

Relax

My head lay against his chest as we rested on our plush bed in the comfort of our apartment. Victor played with my hair as he held me close. We were sharing earplugs as we listened to music together. We looked out the huge window at the beautiful city and night sky.

He rubbed my arm soothingly as he smiled to himself. We had been doing this for an hour now but both of us were far away from being tired of it. We had a bunch of different songs playing. From FAKE TYPE to Arctic Monkeys. Recently I've been trying to broaden Victor's taste in music instead of just classical music and surprisingly he enjoys it. I look up for my eyes to lock with his. I've never seen victor have such a soft look on his face before. The reflections of the building lights could be seen in his eyes as they gave his skin a soft glow. He had a homeish look to him. The strict tense CEO boss couldn't be recognised here. He had a smile on his face, a soft one, and his hair was all ruffled. His designer tie couldn't be seen around his neck at all with the top buttons of his shirt undone. I buried my face into his m̶i̶l̶k̶e̶r̶s̶ chest and breathed in the scent of sandalwood. It felt welcoming and peaceful. Victor pulled the blankets over us as pudding jumped on top of the bed and curled up next to us. He held me with both of his firm secure arms as he kissed the top of my head before leaning his head back and closing his eyes. I laid my head back in a position so I could look out at the city as I closed my eyes as well. We eventually fell asleep while listening to the playlist and bracing each other.

P.s- I hate Grammarly.

I'll try to post more lmao-

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duskvsdawn · 1 year

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MLQC Fanfic - Victor X Reader Smut

CW: Alcohol consumption, filthy filthy smut on his black couch

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Victor closed his laptop and rubbed his temples.

“It’s been a long day of work.” He says to himself as he gets up and stretches, cracking his neck, releasing the tension of sitting so long.

He then looks at the clock. It’s 9:18pm. He then remembers he can’t leave yet. He decided that today would be the day that he would try to swoop his personal assistant, [y/n], off her feet. He picks up his phone and dials her number.

“Hey [y/n].”

“Hello boss, anything you need?” He hears on the other side of the line.

“Are you still at work, perhaps? And I told you to call me by my name, didn’t I?”

“I am, why do you ask? Ah, and yes, sorry.”

“It’s fine. I was wondering if you could come to my office for a bit.”

“What, why?! What did I do this time?!” You say in a panicked voice.

“You didn’t do anything wrong.” Victor says with a sigh as he pinches the bridges of his nose.

“O-oh… Sure, I’ll be right there.”

“Ok, bye.” He says as he hangs up.

As you walk to your boss’s office, you wonder what he wants to ask you. As you walk there you can’t help but let your mind wander to all the times he basically openly flirted with you. Practically eye fucking you when you would wear a certain blouse, licking his lips when you wore that black pencil skirt. Trying to undress you with his eyes when one of the buttons of your blouse popped open during the day. Yeah it was pretty obvious he had a thing for you. And the other women around the office were not amused about that, at all. And truth to be told, you kind of did the same to him if you ran into him when he basically wasn’t looking his usual. If he undid his tie and unbuttoned a button or two, you couldn’t help but let your eyes wander, basically wishing the other buttons were undone as well. You saw him in a tank top once, a quite tight one. You could basically count the outlines of his muscles. You shake your head as you try to set your mind straight and knock on your boss’s door.

“Come in.”

“Hey Victor.” You say as you enter and close the door behind you. Victor then stands up and walks to the door, locking it.

“Sit down, please.” He says as he points towards the black couch in the corner of his office.

“Uh… Sure…” You say as you sit down, putting your arms on your thighs, suddenly feeling very self-cautious.

Victor walks over to a cabinet next to the couch and opens it. He takes out a bottle and two glasses.

“Want a drink?” He asks you.

“Depends. What is it?”

“Whiskey.”

“I gotta get up early tomorrow.”

“I might make an exception for you.” He says with a wink. That damn flirting again.

“…Alright then.”

“Good girl.” He says as he pours the both of you a glass and sits down next to you, putting the bottle on the table.

“Tell me. Why are you suddenly like this with me?” You ask, feeling suspicious.

“Isn’t it obvious by now, [y/n]? I really like you. So I asked if you could come here, because I want to ask you something.”

“Alright, shoot.” You say as you take a sip of your glass, shaking your head as you feel the liquid going down your throat.

“What do you think of me? Both as a boss, and just a general person I guess.” He asks as he quickly empties his glass.

“You want the truth?”

“Yes.”

“As a boss, you can be quite demanding. And very cold. As a general person, of course I noticed you have a soft spot for me. You do nothing but flirt when I’m around.”

“Does that upset you, perhaps?”

“N-no… The other girls around the office seem to mind though. They get jealous I guess.”

“It’s not my fault they aren’t interesting to me the way that you are, [y/n]…” He says as he puts his glass down and puts a hand on your thigh.

You kind of know where this is going and you decide you need a boost of confidence, so you empty your glass as well.

“Seems you can handle a drink or two.” He says with a deep chuckle.

“This isn’t my first rodeo, being hit on by my boss.” You say with a cocky voice.

“Hmmm…”

He didn’t seem to like that very much. Maybe he’s jealous?

“I was just joking, Victor.”

“Oh. Right… Want another one?” He says as he pours himself another glass.

“Are you trying to get me drunk?” You ask him as you hold out your glass, signaling for him to fill it up.

“Maybe? What’s wrong in wanting to spend some quality time with my favorite person?”

“Oh I don’t know, with you I’m never sure what your intentions are.” You say as you take a sip. And another.

“My intentions? Truthfully, I would like to spend more time with you. A lot more time.” He answers with a dark, deep chuckle as he takes a sip. A chuckle that sends shivers down your spine.

“Alright. And what would you like to do during that time?” You say as you empty your glass.

“What I would like to do? I can give you a hint.” He says as he puts down his glass after he empties it as well.

He then takes you into his arms, tightly, and kisses you. The taste of his lips combined with whiskey sends your mind spinning. You instantly wrap your arms around him too, pulling him as close as you can while you give into the deepest kiss you’ve ever experienced. Both his and your hands start to wander, to all kinds of good places. Before you can protest, he pushes you onto your back and lays down on top of you. You don’t mind. You already had an idea that this was going to happen, and you have kind of wanted this for a long time anyway. After a little while, he breaks the kiss, both of you slightly panting from the intensity.

“Damn, [y/n]… You have no fucking clue how badly I’ve wanted to do this to you. For a long time.”

“I kind of wanted to as well.” You answer with a shy smile.

“Is there… Anything specific you’d like to do?” Victor asks with a sly smile.

“Basically everything we can. How about you?”

“I want to touch every single inch of you. Spoil you. And then fuck you till dawn. How about it?” He chuckles.

“Not sure if I would survive that till dawn, but I wouldn’t mind trying.” You say as you quickly peck his lips.

“Are you actually sure about this? You can leave any time you want.”

“Yes, I’m sure. Truth to be told, I have kind of wanted to do this with you for a while now.”

“Alright then… Now, let’s take that shirt off, shall we?” He asks as he winks at you, starting to unbutton your blouse.

“Only if I’m allowed to do it to you as well.” You whisper as you reach up to take off his tie and unbutton his own shirt.

“You look absolutely gorgeous…” He says in a husky whisper as he lifts your torso up slightly to take off your bra.

“Hehe, you look pretty delicious yourself, Vic.” You say with a shy giggle as you let your hands roam around his torso, tracing the lines of his muscles.

“I kinda like that nickname.” Victor says as he leans forward to take one of your nipples in his mouth, teasing the other with his index finger and thumb.

“A-ah…” You say in a barely audible moan as you hold on to his shoulders to not lose your mind completely already.

“Be louder with me, please.” He says as he gently bites down on your nipple, pulling harder on the other.

“Ah! Victor!”

“That’s right sweetie, that’s more like it. Scream my name.” He whispers into your ear as he licks it, letting his other hand slide down to lift up your skirt.

“Mmm… N-no… Not my ears… Please…”

“Is that one of your sensitive spots, perhaps?” He asks in the sexiest voice you’ve ever heard him use.

“Y-yes, god yes!” You answer in a breathy moan as he bites down on it.

“I wonder if I can find the other ones too…” He says as he moves his lips down to kiss your neck, and then your collarbones, and then your neck some more.

“Oh Victor… Feels so good…” You softly moan as you move your own hand down to unbuckle his belt and stroke him through his pants.

“That’s right baby… Touch me all you want… I’m all yours.”

“Yes sir~” You say as you put your hand down his boxers, slowly starting to stroke him.

“That’s a good girl…” He says in a soft growl as he puts his own hand down your underwear and starts rubbing your folds.

“Ah… This would be easier if these clothes weren’t blocking us.”

“You’re right sweetheart.” He says as he moves to get up to take off his remaining clothes. You follow suit and do the same.

He then sits back down on the couch.

“Come here sweetheart.” He says in a coy voice as he signals for you to sit on his lap.

“Wait… I want to do something else first…” You whisper as you get on your knees in front of him.

“Oh my… Never expected you to do this…” He says as he gently grabs onto your head as you grab a hold of his cock.

“Anything for you, boss.” You moan softly as you take him into your mouth and start sucking, stroking the part your mouth can’t fit.

“I-if you wanted a raise that bad, there were other ways to get it.” He whispers in a low growl as he closes his eyes, enjoying everything you’re giving him.

You decide to take your chances and attempt to deepthroath him, even though he might be way too large to do so.

“Don’t move.” You whisper as you take a deep breath and relax yourself, slowly sliding his member way deeper into your mouth, and eventually your throat, than you ever imagined you could.

“Goddamn woman… You’re fucking good at this.” He groans as he gently plays with your hair, trying to not put too much force on you.

After a little while, he stops you.

“Hold on. I want to give you something nice too.”

“Mmm, I’d like that.” You say as you wipe a little saliva from the corner of your mouth.

Victor lays down on the couch, and you know what to do. You place your bottom near his face and continue to suck on his member.

“Now then, let me have a tasty of this dripping pussy of yours. Never thought you sucking me off would turn you on so much…” He says as he starts licking your folds, rubbing your clit with his index finger.

“Mmmm…” You moan as you keep on sucking, sending vibrations through his skin.

“Damn it… You’re way too fucking good at this.” He says as he dips his tongue inside of you, continuing to rub your clit.

You know that deepthroating basically was close to driving him crazy before, so you decide to do it again. You take him into your throat as far as you can. After you’ve relaxed your muscles a little, you start sucking a little rougher and faster. Hearing him moan and growl only eggs you on to please him more. On top of that, feeling him moan against your folds like that turns you on even more, if that was even possible. You take a break to take a breather.

“Ah… Victor… I think I’m getting close…” You pant as you continue to suck him, softly fondling his balls at the same time.

“[Y/n]… Me too sweetheart…” He moans as he puts two fingers inside of you and starts to suck on your clit.

“Mmmm… mmm!” You finally moan as you cum, but you continue sucking to get him over the edge with you.

“Argh… Damn!” He finally says in a throaty growl, as you feel him release into your mouth. You swallow it eagerly.

It tastes salty, yet sweet. Must be because of all that pudding he’s been eating recently.

You lift yourself off of him and lay your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“Fuck, [y/n]… That was amazing…” He finally manages to bring out, slightly panting.

“Hell yeah…” You say in agreement as you feel him playing with your hair.

“So, are you ready for round two, love?” He ask as he kisses the top of your head.

“Oh god yes.” You say as you get off of him.

“Heh, good. How would you like it sweetheart?”

“Anyway you want…” You say sheepishly as the situation of what’s about to happen kicks in. And you don’t want to stop it. Not for a thing in the world.

“Alright then.” He says as he softly pushes you onto your back, getting in between your legs on his knees.

“Please… Make me yours, forever…” You whisper as you wrap your arms and legs around him.

“I will… Ready?” He asks softly as he places butterfly kisses all over your lips, your neck, and your collarbone.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” You reply as you kiss him deeply, guiding his hips to your own using your legs.

“I… Love you…” He whispers as he finally enters you.

“Ah, oh fuck!” You hiss as you let your body adjust to his size, wondering how you ever managed to get it down your throat before.

“Damn… You alright there?”

“Y-yeah…”

“You feel so nice… I’m not sure I can hold back.”

“Then don’t.” You say as you bury your face in his neck, sealing your fate.

As he starts thrusting in and out of you continuously, you can’t help but moan loudly. Feeling his thick cock rubbing against your walls makes you dizzy with pleasure. And all you can do is moan, yell his name, moan some more, and keep asking him for more. He happily complies as his thrusts become deeper inside of you. As he slightly moves you in his arms, lifting up your torso a little to snake his arms around you, you feel a sudden spark as he now rubs against your g-spot. You can’t help the string of explicit words and moans that leave you at this point. As he leans forward to lick and suck at your neck, you are pretty sure you are in heaven. And if it couldn’t get any better, he moves you slightly again. Not only is he hitting that delicious spot inside of you, but now he also grinds against your clit. You can’t help it. If he keeps this up, it won’t take long until you reach your climax.

“V-victor… I… I’m so close…” You whimper in desperation, so close to finally breaking.

“Me too honey… So close…” He moans against the skin of your neck as he quickens his pace one last time.

“V-victor… I can’t…”

“I just realized… I forgot a condom…” He groans in frustration as he suddenly remembers it.

“That’s alright… I’m on the pill… Please… I’m so close…”

“Alright sweetheart… I’m not sure I can hold back any longer myself.” He whispers, a hint of desperation in his voice as he is close to losing it.

“P-please… Give it to me.” You say, and then smash your lips against his for one last intense kiss as both of you reach your climax, him only a few seconds behind you.

Then you hear a scream. And then you realize it’s you. When suddenly, all goes black.

When you come to, you see Victor hovering over you, looking into your eyes, face covered in sweat, sweet relief in his features.

“Hey sweetie, thought you’d never wake up.” He says with a chuckle.

“I… Did I just faint or something?”

“Not sure, but you were gone for a few seconds. Glad you’re back.” He says with a sweet smile you have never seen on his face before.

“Mmm… Me too…” You say softly as you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him in for a kiss.

“I love you. And I will never get enough of you.”

“What a coincidence. Because I haven’t had enough of you yet.” You say with a smirk.

If you didn’t know better you’d say his bottom jaw practically fell off.

“Are you sure about that? Because if we would keep going, I’m not sure if you’ll be able to walk afterwards.” He says with a sly smirk as he pulls you up for a hug.

“I guess you’ll just have to carry me then.”

“That’s a deal.” He says as he moves down to suck on your nipples.

And so, it went on until dawn after all.

#mlqc #mr love queens choice #fanfic #fanfiction #smut #lemon #victor #reader insert #victor x reader

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jeex02 · 11 months

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Pls his broad back under your thighs and you just feel him tense up under you as you try to ease the knots in his back. Imagine he moans on acciedent as you brush your fingertips against his neck. And he just feels you tense up on his back and he just goes like woosh red face, red ears and pls you can see him blushing cause his neck turns a slight red tempting you to touch it again. Pls hes so ashamed and flustered i- baby he is 🥹🤲 Anyways shoulder and back kisses he 100% would enjoy that. (Random shit i wrote at 1 am + art cause it fits the drawing ig) not me posting old stuff

#mlqc victor #mr love victor #mlqc victor x reader

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kazuyaasai-serenaspencerli · 1 year

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

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

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

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Knock knock knock

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Alright. I'll be waiting." Always

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

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PROMPT REFERENCE: @/yumewithyou twitter

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#mlqc #mlqc gavin #mlqc victor #mlqc kiro #mlqc lucien #mr love #mr love queen's choice #mr love victor #mr love gavin #mlqc shaw #mr love shaw #mr love lucien #Kaz's povs #cc x reader #comfort chatacter x reader

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night-chant · 2 years

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MLQC Scenario - Miss. Love: King’s Choice (Role Swap AU)

Wait no hear me outt

Featuring: MLQC Guys + reader

Synopsis: There’s this new otome game but there’s no way he’d have any interest in these sort of things. That is until he saw a certain pixelated character through the screen . . .

Warning: None---enjoy the madness loool

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Victor:

stage 1: denial

When Victor first heard of Miss. Love: King’s Choice, he was really put off by it---the title sounds ridiculous, the game mechanics doesn’t seem entertaining cuz really, why would he get excited over virtual cards?

stage 2: curiosity

Apparently the game is really successful, proven through the engagement on social media posts and promotions about the game online.

The algorithm would constantly feature you---front and center with your beaming smile as you sat on a floral swing adorned in roses. It was your most iconic SSR . . .

aHEm forget his phone, he would still hear passerby talked about it---he would never admit how much his attention sharpened at the sound of your name whenever they talked about you, your elegance and courage found within your dates and chapters.

Eventually, he would download MLKC as a joke, ready to nitpick everything about it, internally promising himself to uninstall if---I mean WHEN it gets boring.

Although he complains about aspects of it, he never really did???

stage 3: embarrassment

Will hide it from anyone from a two-meter radius.

When Goldman walked nearby, Victor would stare at the calculator app so...stiffly…

stage 4: acceptance

He will get over his embarrassment soon (you bet he would get your top-up cards yesssss)

You know that lead board for every love interest in Momentos for Bond Points? Victor was always ALWAYS at the top for yours.

And so when it was your featured day in Box Office, everyone gotta watch out cuz he will be at the top in Box Office too XD

Lucien:

The toys at the orphanage didn’t appeal to one of the children and she was bored out of her minddd

Lucien tried to offer ideas and the more the little girl reject every one of them, the more crazy his ideas got just to mess with her lolol

Like noo professor sir I don’t want to read that Quantum Physics textbook plz noo XD

He finally managed to make her happy when he offered his phone. He didn’t have any games on it, but she was welcomed to download some as long as he approved of them. (He wasn’t a dad but that didn’t stop him from acting like one lol)

He was expecting like dress up games or UNO but what she chose ... well..

“Are you sure?” Lucien asked as he carefully eyed the preview contents of MLKC. “It seems harmless but unfortunately, I don’t think you’re the target audience.”

The little girl pouted. “But this lady looks like a superrr beautiful princess!! Did you see her hair and dress? Look look!” She swiped to the image of your profile. Robed in a simple yet stunning lavender dress, you held elegance in your posture and innocence in your eyes.

The little girl poked Lucien’s cheekbone. “Why aren’t you saying anything? Is that a yes?”

He smiled after recovering from his daze. “It seems that the princess has convinced me too.”

They were your firm loyal supporters from then on lol

He was always pushed into dealing with the gacha pulls especially after you came home to him many times aww

Even after visiting the orphanage, Lucien might admit he read all of your unlocked dates on his own lol

Kiro:

He ain’t picky with any kind of games, his phone was full of all sorts of them (he had the dream phone storage space sighh)

He has rpg, shooting, ones where you just raise farm animals ,...webkinz?? So an otome game isn’t a strange exception.

Although he didn’t really download it for the romance, he instantly gravitated to your charisma to the MC player. Your compassion made his heart swoon and now all he thought about was romancee

And when you sung happy birthday to him on his special day?? His heart almost couldn’t handle your angelic, lovely voice.

Screenshotted your dates all the time ---he demands new content asappp

Kiro consistently voiced his support to you like the biggest stan to anyone who would listen (i am so sorry Savin the car rides to the tour performances will feel much longer now)

Kiro got excited over any event and raved about how gorgeous the art in your karmas are.

His manager sighed as Kiro was nearly bouncing off the walls. “What are you going on about now??”

“Savinsavinsavin look at the new karma I got! Doesn’t Miss. Chips look perfect??”

“Kiro, that is a R karma.”

Offended, Kiro wrapped his arm protectively around his phone as he glared at Savin. “!! ANd I need to frame it on my wall.”

He had all your merch in his room. Your posters, your pins, your figurine, your body pillow--

Lately, his songs was all about one girl and fans had no clue who was his secret girlfriend cuz the only one he ever posts about was a game character??

Gavin:

When it came to media, this guy lived under a rock. The latest movie’s gigantic, bright ad could be flashing in front of his face and a lone smol bird by the streetlight would catch his attention first.

So how on Earth was he gonna find out about the mysterious, subtle mobile game Miss. Love King’s Choice??

Uhhh

He was kinda peer pressured by Minor . . .

Minor: yooo brooo i know a girl who is sooo your type and she is right here!

Gavin: Really? Where?

The only pedestrians in the streets were an elderly couple.

When he sees you in Minor’s phone screen, he was concerned. He had two thoughts:

1) Minor played dating simulation games?

2) Oh no why does this virtual character look cute?

Cute was an understatement. How you cuddled with big fluffy dogs in your SR or how you were very much embracing the look of your long veil in your wedding SSR.

Gavin acted/tried to convince himself he wasn’t interested in playing MLKC but nevertheless, he would look over when Minor was doing the dailies in order to get a chance to have a glimpse of you.

“C’mon, bro, drop the act and download the game!” Minor said when he caught Gavin low-key eyeing over at his phone. “Do it and I’ll stop tapping on your girl’s forehead.”

Gavin glared. “Stop doing that.”

(but then how was he supposed to read the next dialogue?? Anywhere else would earn Minor sthg way worse than Gavin’s glare QAQ)

If Minor knew what was good for himself, he gotta make it clear his favourite character was NOT you.

Gavin maaybe did some research about a certain character…

”Huhhh?? I didn’t know she could control flowers and plants???”

”Minor, there were clear hints: lilies grew where she walked at the end of chapter 2.”

Eventually, Gavin ended up playing the game. He enjoyed the moments where his MC player gets to save you in dangerous moments of the story.

He always associated you with cuteness until he read your Valentine SP’s Mind Quest his face is completely red aAH

He was a bit defensive when people criticize your character though so watch outtt

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This is my second attempt to make you smile lol I hope you enjoy it!!

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