A collection of MLQC fanfiction!

Hi, so you requested this, and another anon requested just ‘victor x MC anything’, so I thought this might be a fun concept to write, if you wanted a more serious piece, let me know, but thank you for my first Victor request, I hope I did this justice. I had a lot of fun writing this, especially the dialogue between the two.

Title: Irrational Behaviours

Pairing: VictorxMC

Warnings: Fluff, future fic (they’re married), very much establishedrelationship, affectionate teasing, 

Victor would always tell everyone that after a year of beingmarried to his dear wife, there was nothing she could throw at him that hewouldn’t be able to handle. She was predictable and he could read her like abook. However, after what just happened, he may have to reevaluate that sentiment.

Rating: SMUT

Word count: 6529

Summary: You’re boyfriend has been working himself to near death. After getting a key to his apartment you decide to plan a special little surprise for him with a few gifts.

Mr. Love Queen’s Choice Fanfiction

It was a holiday and your company was closed, yet Kiro still had work today. You worried for him sometimes, his manager seemed to book him every day of the week and gave him little downtime to himself. It wasn’t like Kiro was an idol just starting his career either. The starlit was renown already, every girl’s fantasy young and old. You knew this, Kiro knew this, his manager surely knew this. Yet, Kiro still had an extremely unrelenting schedule that made him work holidays, his birthdays, and everything in-between. It made you sad to think about how far your boyfriend pushed himself. Just because you where a public figure didn’t mean you couldn’t have a personal life on the side. That was no way to live, yet Kiro never truly complained. He’d smile and push himself. That’s why you wanted to make today extra special for him. 

It surprised you when Kiro was ever so willing to hand over a key to his loft when you asked. He didn’t even think twice just handed it to you with a cheery smile and told you to keep it. The gesture of having unlimited access to him made your heart swell. The undeniable trust he had in you to allow you into his personal space unsupervised was enough to choke you. You thanked him endlessly and he chuckled petting your head. 

“You’re my girlfriend!” Kiro exclaimed with a cheeky smile. “If I can’t share my personal space with you there would be a serious problem with our relationship!” The reassurance was nice, and you made a mental note to have a key to your own homemade for him. 

It’s been a few days since then, and you had everything you need to prep for the surprise you were planning for your little sunshine. Texting Kiro, you made sure he was already out of his home for the day. You didn’t want him to catch on to your plans as you made your way over, full bag in tow. You flushed carrying such items in public, but no one would really know what you had in your bookbag. You just looked like a normal girl with a bag, nothing more. Nothing was suspicious about you at all. It still did nothing to ease the tense you felt transferring such things. 

Soon enough you arrived without incident and let yourself into the building. The doorman was used to seeing you at this point. He greeted you cheerfully and you smiled back him hopping onto the elevator. The floors dinged by slowly, much too slowly until it reached Kiro’s floor. Stepping off you made haste to his apartment door and prayed the key actually worked. It did of course, and your doubt was foolish you knew. Kiro was an honest guy and wouldn’t do anything to embarrass you on purpose. 

You shut and locked the door behind you, leaned against it, and breathed. You made it. You were here. Opening your eyes and looked about the open concept loft with giant windows to let in natural light and keep it bright. It was a snazzy apartment, one that would make you faint if you saw the cost of rent for it. Sighing and scolding yourself thinking of the difference between your own and your boyfriend’s salary. It didn’t matter, but you could feel the gap between the both of you there. 

Shaking yourself out of that mindset you walked into the living/dining/kitchen area and looked about. You had been here over a dozen times since you’re relationship took a serious leap in the romantic department. There was an electric fireplace and a huge mounted television above it. The leather couch that was super comfy where you and Kiro found yourselves mostly snuggled in a blanket together watching the newest releases with the glow of the fireplace…You smiled realizing you both haven’t actually finished a movie together. The night would end with you both making out and getting to know each other physically. 

Running your hand along the back of couch fondly you walked towards the kitchen and started stocking it with the goodies you had bought Kiro. There were some homemade meals you put in the freezer for him to heat up at a later date, and some sweet you made as well. You might not be the best cook, but you weren’t the type of girlfriend to let you hard working man go hungry either! Leaving a love note and a key to your own home on one of the lids, you shut the door. Once the kitchen was put together you clap your hands together to congratulate yourself on your good work. 

Now was the time to set up the main attraction of the night. Your cheeks lit up and your heart hammered. It was bold and daring, but Kiro had once mentioned being into it, and you were willing to try. Walking with a purpose you let yourself into Kiro’s bedroom. It was a mess, the sheets were tossed about. Not that it surprised you any, he was a bachelor and he mostly used his home to shower and sleep, you knew. Smiling at the mess you started to pick up after him. Not that you wanted to mom him, but it would take away from the surprise you spent the week setting up. 

Soon the Laundry in the hamper, and you were curious if he had a washer and dryer in the apartment, but decided to leave it. You didn’t want to overstep the boundaries you were unsure of. Next, you moved to the bed and fixed the sheets. Once it was all organized you moved to your bookbag with a deep breath. You gathered two pairs of handcuffs from within, and fuzzy covers to keep them from digging into the skin. You moved over to the bed frame and you latched onto one side of each pair onto it; a considerable amount of space apart. Tugging you made sure they wouldn’t give and then you smiled in victory. 

Next, you looked at the accessory you had bought your boyfriend. Biting your lip you clicked the switch and it hummed to life with a soft buzz and bounced in your hand. You were gauging size, the woman at the shop said it was the most common size and fit most men. You really hoped it fit right. If not it would be an idea for another time. You set it on the bedside table along with warming lube. The woman at the shop recommended it. 

Lastly, there was yourself to set up. You looked into the bag and bite your lip nervous. You brought your make-up supplies and a change of clothes. Grabbing the bag you made your way into the bathroom dropping Kiro a text, asking how long he thought his shoot would run. It didn’t take him long to reply with a couple of hours and asking if you wanted to meet up for dinner. Dinner did sound nice, but you had already made plans for the both of you. You texted back telling him you’ll be waiting in his apartment, which earned a favourable reply. 

Kiro: Make yourself at home! I’ll join you as soon as I can! I can’t wait to see you! Gah! Now I’m excited haha~ The rest of the shoot will go so slow just to torture me.

You giggled thinking of the handcuffs you placed on his bed frame. He honestly had no idea what you had up your sleeve. 

You: Mmmn. Might have to pamper you when you get back after such a long day!

Kiro: Stooooooop! This is agony! This is cruel! 

Kiro: I love you! I’ll be with you soon enough, I’m needed back. Got caught texting. Lolol. 

i was going to upload something else, but im too tired ,, tomorrow ,,,

Victor

probably put sunscreen on before you came

wears a hat

carries bug spray and a map 

his backpack is usually 3 times more full than it needs to be

“But what if we need a tent cause we get lost? I’m taking a first aid kit, knowing you all, well need it within the first hour of walking.” (he looks at Gavin)

Kiro

backpack is more fashion than function

his water bottle has stickers on it

wears headphones and is probably snacking while he walks

constantly stops to take pictures of the view/selfies

probably makes a flower crown for everyone once they reach the end of the hike 

Gavin

acts like he was raised in the woods

pretends his internal compass is better than Victor’s GPS/map

refuses to bring a backpack and claims he can survive off of nature 

“see this berry? It’s very poisonous. Don’t touch it” (berry is not poisonous)

walks ahead of the group, but then stops to catch his breath

“me? tired? no i was just waiting for your slowpokes”

Lucien

only one with a reasonable backpack

maybe brings a book too depending on what is at the end of the hike

walks at a pretty good pace, doesn’t stop a lot 

will probably have to drag him away from the end of the hike to go back to the car

As posted yesterday I decided to write out my own fan fic of MLQC our favorite men crossed paths one night with you (MC) this is the lead up to the main event. I havnt really proof read as I just couldn’t wait to get writing, hope you enjoy!!

Characters: MC, Lucien, Victor, Gavin, Kiro.

Word count: 1, 328

Warnings: None.

Loveland Charity Event

Part one: “HE??”

There you were standing; glowing in your beautiful lavender evening gown you had chosen for this event, the dress wasn’t cheap either you had paid a pretty price for such a thing the store clerk recommended. It was an open back dress with lace sleeves, something you yourself wouldn’t necessarily have chosen but you had to admit you felt like a princess in it. To add to your look the hairdresser allowed your hair to rest gently to the side just over your left shoulder; pinned with a silver hair comb of crystal rhinestone pearl flower, setting aside your long curls. This exposed the right side of your face and neck, you added simple dangly diamond earrings to close the open space of your side. That evening you had chosen simple make up, light cover up and contour of the cheeks and mainly eye makeup… and truly did you ever look like royalty. Perhaps that’s why you’re here… stuck between a cross roads… that being Lucien, Victor, Gavin and Kiro… Each standing there glaring at one another… No one spoke a word but if looks could kill….. This charitable event would be a warzone. Four gorgeous horseman standing there waiting to sweep the princess off her feet and off into the night.

How’d this come to be? What are you going to do, or say for the matter? Let’s go back to last week…..

Mid-august, you were sitting at your desk reading over the report for the 14th time contemplating whether it was good enough to submit to Victor tomorrow morning. You’d worked tediously the past couple nights writing this report for a proposal on a new show, something to really boost the ratings (and your confidence as a producer).  You didn’t know why, but you couldn’t help but feel as though something was missing… Sighing heavily and rubbing the dark circles that were your eyes wondering if this was living up to all the expectations people had for you, just then Anna tapped you on the shoulder.

“Anna you can’t just sneak up on people!”  You explained startled.  Anna laughs,” it’s not my fault you’re zoned out staring off in space with such an expression on your face. To my defence, I did try to text you and couldn’t find you during clock off so here I am.”

Pulling your phone out to check and indeed, several missed texts and calls… Lord is I really that out of it today…  “Anyways, here look at this!” Anna pulls up an email on her phone to show. An invite to the Charity event happening next week here in Loveland, which was held once every 3 years to help the third world countries during horrendous tragedies. Usually such events were exclusive and only upper class citizens/business partners were invited however this event was inviting not just them but middle class citizens and businesses.  You’d checked the emails and indeed you too had received this and to your surprise you had caught a glimpse of the same email being forwarded from none other but…. Lucien!?!?!

“I’ve got the email but looks like Lucien also forwarded to me…” You trail off as you open the email and read aloud what was typed. “MC, our department has been cordially invited to the charity event and I’m here wondering if you do not have a date why not go together?  Call me when you’ve got a mome-…”

Anna burst out, “look at you! This email was only just sent out an hour ago and you’ve already gotten yourself a date! Well done!” Giving you a slight shoulder nudge not noticing how ruby red your face had gotten while Anna spoke boldly. You thought to yourself ‘I have no time for this I have so much work still to do’… Just then your phone begins to ring in hand.

Lucien…. What timing… Answering the call, “hey I was just about to call you” hoping your voice didn’t match the embarrassment of your red face. There was a slight chuckle on the other end then heard, “Why hello; I guess great minds think alike, did you get my email?”

Anna winks and mouths *I’m going on ahead* before turning and leaving you to talk. “Yes, I literally just read it when you called…” Your voice which you thought sounded quite normal…was not. “Well what do you think? Wouldn’t you agree? It would be much more fun to go with someone familiar; I heard it’s going to be the grandest event they’ve ever held?” ‘Really?’ You thought to yourself before noticing you had already answered his question with a simple. ”Sure, sounds like fun!” Eyes widen in disbelief you really must be out of it today… “Okay I’ll call you tomorrow to discuss the details” and then he just hung up. No goodbye; he was a mystery to you, one you never really quite could figure out… Today has been a day indeed, you reside as you pack your things to go home.

NEXT DAY at LFG (6 days till the event)

You make your way to Victor’s office for your report hand in, greeting Goldman at the door, “Victor in?” He looks at you and quickly replies, “Yup! In you go” opening and then closing the door after ushering you in… How strange.  You look over and see the CEO staring intensely at a file … He looked upset; something you didn’t quite see often from the calm and sarcastic boss of yours, yikes! Sheepishly you announce yourself, “umm good morning sir here with the proposal report” your voice seems to break his concentration, with a raised eyebrow and even bigger frown he says, “Sir?”

You’d called him sir previously when you were to run into each other or at interviews. Matter of professionalism but Victor never really liked it… Not from you anyways. “Sorry sir- I – I mean Victor, we had an appointment?” slowly raising the file to half block your eye sight. He replies, “Just give me a moment I’m nearly done” before returning to the file he had in his hand. You take a seat on the chair just a couple feet from where you were standing, and bling bling your phone begins to go off! OH NO, you hurriedly go to silence the phone not to disturb Victor and you accidently answer the call!! AHH with no choice left now but to talk in almost a whisper, “hello?”  “MC, it’s me. I’ll be off in an hour why don’t we meet at the Café near your studio and discuss next week’s arrangements?” Lucien’s’ voice seemed to have filled the silent room. “Uh sure I’m busy at the moment but I’ll be there.” Ending the call, praying Victor wasn’t angry. Slowly raising your eyes after putting your phone away you noticed Victor didn’t seem all that bothered, Phew!! Until, “next time turn your phone off before coming in here… idiot.” He places the file down meeting your eyes and waving you forward. You stride over as casually as possible and hand over the report… Victor grabs it and immediately starts looking it over, “Looks alright few minor adjustments needed, will you be attending the charity event next week?”  You’re puzzled as you knew there was going to be something in the report he’d pick out… wait what? Whys he asking about the event? “Uh yea I think so.” You ask with a slight look of confusion on your face. “Right, I’ll pick you up at 6 then.” He adds dismissing you to leave. You stand your ground staring at him dumb-founded before adding, “I’m sorry but I’ll be attending with a friend of mine, he had asked me yesterday and I’ve committed.”

‘He? Who’s He?’ Victor looked at you void of any emotion on his face but in his mind was like fireworks of sadness, anger and… jealousy?? All revolved around one word…. HE!

 To be continued

ok i tried making this one a little more formal? aAh who is she :0 but lmk what you guys think! this was just fun to write haha,, feeling quite writerly at the moment im jk yall pls dont flame me

mlqc high school au

victor:

You, along with the rest of the entire school, knew Victor Li as the boy who was destined to become the CEO of a multi-million dollar worth conglomerate at some point of his life. The strikingly good looks, those severe grey eyes, the money that was basically leaking from his pores… yes. He was something else.

Although his admission to any prestigious university was pretty much guaranteed, Victor spent most of his free time at the library. Reading textbooks for advanced economics classes he hadn’t even taken yet, scribbling over tests that he definitely aced, and revising essays– the amount of manual labor he did for somebody as academically privileged as himself was almost frustrating.

Aside from the occasional group project, Victor tended to stick by himself. He was by no means socially inept– in fact, his debonair mannerisms and sheer charm swept basically every girl off her feet; but he simply seemed more content within his own little bubble.

But the rare instances he’d step outside of his bubble, he’d catch himself looking at you. The way you’d scrunch up your nose when a book got intense, the dimples in your cheeks that deepened with every smile… why was he, Victor Li, staring at an underclassman? And why couldn’t he get you out of his head?

kiro:

If your high school was a food chain, Kiro Zhou was the behemoth shark. An effortless wink was all it ever took for Kiro to charm his way up to the front of a line. Tucked in the back pocket of his designer skinny jeans were invites to exclusive house parties that he never attended, because although he was the most popular boy at school– he was a relatively clean student.

Kiro hung around the popular kids. The ones that were gifted luxury cars the second they turned sixteen, who belittled students that cared about their grades in any capacity, and wanted to clean up their Instagram feeds more than their Smirnoff addictions. But he was different, and people knew this. He didn’t find any gratification through casually bullying his peers, nor did he value illegal IDs more than his grades.

Kiro was genuinely a nice boy. The teachers dismissed his friends as the fabulously wealthy troublemakers, but they knew Kiro for his warmth. Behind those bleached blonde locks were kind eyes– bewitchingly kind eyes that stirred the stomachs of the entire female student population.

But those eyes only ever flitted to you. Whether it was a passing period in a busy hallway, or after school, Kiro would find himself staring right at you. Your nose was pretty much always buried in a book, and you weren’t strikingly different from the rest of your friends appearance-wise… but there was something about you. He was captivated, to say the very least.

gavin:

Ah, Gavin. The brutish, yet ruggedly handsome senior that exclusively rode a Harley Davidson Night Train motorcycle to school? Yes, you knew of him. You were ashamed to admit it, but you’d made a habit of observing him at lunch. The way his chestnut bangs only ever flicked to one side, the mysterious scar running down his collarbone, and his ragtag group of friends… he was definitely a rather interesting person.  

But behind his stoic walls were the shards of a kindhearted person. You saw the fragments of Gavin’s gentleness on rare occasions– whether he was helping an elderly person cross the street, caring for an abandoned animal, or simply laughing with his friends. There was more to him than that arrogant badass who stole lunch money for cigarettes.

Gavin was also seldom in class. Some teachers simply stopped calling his name during attendance. Although his truancy seemed like a big problem, he still graduated with all of his classmates at the end of the year. Rumors about extortion and blackmail swirled around Gavin like a pesky swarm of gnats, but he never seemed to care.

That was his take on most things. He couldn’t care less about the gossipy girls or the boys that dared to challenge him. He only cared about… you. The girl that covered a mewling kitten with a handkerchief in the rain, the one that looked a little dorky, but fascinatingly cute? Yes, you.

lucien:

There was a classmate you knew of, but didn’t quite know. Of course, you’d listened to your parents rave on and on about his amazing academic success, just as you’d heard your friends whining in disbelief about his SAT scores. His name was Lucien Xu. He wasn’t the most popular student, but he gained the reputation of the smartest guy in school. The fact that he was growing into his looks didn’t necessarily lessen the attention either, but he didn’t seem to mind. His friends were those that he met through Physics Club, Mathletes; typical academic extracurriculars. 

Lucien frequented the science labs the most. Your school had recently remodeled the entire STEM wing, resulting in fifteen fabulously refurbished new labs. If you ever walked past the room he was in, you’d see him hunched over his notes, scribbling things onto the board, pouring the contents of one beaker into another. He truly was passionate about science, and wasn’t just trying to become a doctor to satisfy his parents’ wishes. 

You understood this because you used to be friends with him. As children, you two were inseparable. He’d go on for hours about his new science experiments, and you’d listen (as if you even understood a word coming out of his mouth). But as the years passed by, the bond broke. You doubted Lucien was even aware of your presence in high school.

Fandom: MLQC

Warnings: Angst, spoilers up to chapter 13

Summary: It’s not Gavin turning on her, it’s Gavin’s evol turning on both of them.

Tags: Gavin

Author’s Note: Just a teeny tiny ficlet because chapter 12 gave me Gavin-feels.

Kiro and MC go grocery shopping together: Kiro buys different flavors of chips and other snacks, ice cream to make sundaes or parfaits for dessert, and ingredients to cook dinner with MC, such as shrimp scampi pasta, linguine with clams or shrimp and mussels in red sauce, carbonara pasta, fried rice, or Cantonese style pan fried egg noodles with grilled pork. They play video games together after dinner.

Victor and MC go grocery shopping together: Victor teaches MC how to select the best ingredients while grocery shopping, such as organic vegetables and fruits, fresh seafood, how to select a good bottle of wine, and pair wines with foods. He also teaches her how to use a sous vide for cooking meats and cooks steak, prime rib or filet mignon, veggies, other side dishes with creative, tasty sauces, and his special caramel pudding for dessert for MC. Victor and MC will watch a movie together after dinner, go for a drive somewhere not far from the city, or watch the city skyline from a rooftop.

Gavin and MC go grocery shopping together: They buy hotpot or BBQ ingredients to cook or grill together at home. Gavin rarely has well-stocked foods and ingredients in his home, but he normally buys protein shakes, protein bars, bread, instant ramen, sometimes milk, and eggs. Gavin and MC play video games together after dinner and sometimes, he plays the guitar for her.

Alright, here we go. This got dirty pretty quick but I’m assuming that’s what you wanted. There is some game dialogue, but only enough to set the scene. (also we’re going to assume Lucien knows that MC is on birth control because you should always practice safe sex folks) 

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“Lucien?” I whisper. “They’re gone. We can go out now.”

“Hold on. Let them get a little farther away.”

Lucien pulls me even closer. In addition to his heartbeat, I could now feel his chest rising and falling and his slow and steady heartbeat was even louder.  My cheeks heat up.

“…Okay.”

The silence was deafening. I close my eyes and wait.

“Now?”

“Not yet.”

I sigh nervously. “How much longer are we going to wait?” I  look up at him and in such tight quarters, his mischievous smirk had nowhere to hide.

I’m such an idiot.

“You! You played me!” I hiss, lightly punching his chest.

Lucien chuckles softly. “Can you blame me?” He puts a hand on face and allows his thumb to stroke my cheek softly. I feel Lucien shift and lean closer to me. His breath mingles with mine as his lips touch mine gently.

My eyes close and I move closer to Lucien, looping my arms around his neck as he deepens our first kiss, adding a lot more passion to the mix. His hands from my face to tangle in my hair and he playfully nips at my lower lip before sliding his tongue past my lips and wraps it around mine expertly. I moan and Lucien moves hands from my hair to my waist and pulls me as close to him as possible. I feel a heat rush to my core as my hips align with his groin. Lucien is very very turned on.

The kiss breaks and Lucien moves to plant heated kisses on my jawline.

“We…should probably stop.” I gasp as Lucien’s hands drift under my shirt. He leans against the wall of the shack and puts me in his lap, rocking his hips forward.

“Why should we? Lucien whispers.  “No one’s around…and the noises you’re making are driving me wild.” He kisses me again, more roughly this time and rocks his hips forward into my core, causing another jolt of sensation. Another moan escapes my throat. One of Lucien’s hands drifts under my skirt and pushes my panties aside to allow one of his long, thin fingers to brush itself across my sex.

Lucien breaks the kiss and his face breaks out into a mischievous grin. “You’re this wet already?”

“S-shut up.” I mumble. My cheeks burn and Lucien chuckles and shakes his head.

“No need to be ashamed. It’s only a natural biological reaction. It means you’re ready.” He winks and pulls me into another brief kiss.

Lucien fiddles with his belt and unzips his pants, allowing his cock to find itself where his fingers had been moments before. It presses against my entrance and I meet him halfway and slowly begin to sink down on his length.

Lucien buries his head in the crook of my neck as he thrusts his hips into mine. “You..feel amazing.”

He felt amazing too, but I was too embarrassed to tell him that. I probably wasn’t capable of human speech at the moment, to be completely  honest.

I silently hoped no one was around to hear the sounds of our skin slapping together as Lucien bounced me up and down onto his cock over and over again, the waves of pleasure getting stronger and stronger with each thrust. I bite my lips to keep myself from screaming as the pleasure got more and more intense.

“You’re close, I can feel it.” murmurs Lucien against my neck. “Let go. I’ll let go with you.”

I close my eyes and move against Lucien even faster until the waves of pleasure begin to break as we came together. I feel Lucien fill me with his release and it only makes the sensation last longer. I collapse against Lucien’s chest as he pulls himself out of me.

We lay in silence for awhile as Lucien strokes my hair. Finally, Lucien breaks the silence.

“We should probably get going now.” He kisses my forehead and helps me stand. Lucien and I leave the shack as if nothing had happened.