why oh why are you so perfect

  • What she says: I'm fine.
  • What she means: Okay, but Allura never got to finish saying what the Blue Lion's qualities are? Why would she just skip over Lance?! Okay, yeah, he interrupted her, but what was she going to say? Will we ever know? Will the characters ever know? What if she was going to say something about how attached/close the blue paladin can get to people? What if it had something to do with Lance's insecurities? Maybe the blue paladin is supposed to be the confident one, so Allura felt like she didn't need to explain herself? I HONESTLY NEED TO KNOW LIKE IF THIS IS NOT ADDRESSED IN SEASON THREE I WILL RIOT because I need a scene where someone (preferably Keith because Ship™) asks Allura all casual, "oh yeah, what were you about to say?" and it ends up being this extremely deep thing that they all realize describes Lance perfectly and I just hate that Lance got completely glossed over about why he should pilot the blue lion and mAYBE IF ALLURA TOLD HIM WHY HE WAS PERFECT FOR THE ROLE HE WOULDN'T DOUBT HIMSELF SO MUCH. I think about this way too much. I am so distressed.
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Public relationships are a weird thing. No one has an entitlement to anything within them but once one thing has been shared, it’s hard to know where the line is between what anyone other than you or your partner should/shouldn’t know. What I do know though is that if that relationship comes to an end, it’s hard to avoid telling people whether they have a right to know or not. Given the amount of questions I’ve already had, the longer I leave it, the worse it could be for all involved. So…here goes.

Pete and I broke up.

A couple of months ago.

It’s so much easier to explain a break up when something…happens. When someone lies, cheats, uses, abuses or even falls for someone else and you can say that’s why. That’s why we broke up. But in this case, nothing went wrong. We just simply weren’t right.

That’s really all I can and want to say on it all. Pete and I are still friends, of course. We shared two and a half incredibly magic years together, we both taught each other a lot and we’ll continue to be in each other’s lives until the end.

I just ask that you don’t ask questions and you don’t do the whole “OH BUT WHHHYYYY?! YOU WERE SO PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER!!!”…because who does that help, really? We both appreciate that in any public relationship, especially a “youtube” relationship everyone feels very *involved* but only two people were involved in our relationship: myself and Pete and we’d appreciate it if everyone could respect that. We’re both okay and moving forwards and that’s the main thing.

Much, MUCH love and thanks.

<3

Beard Burn

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve likes to grow his beard out between missions, and you think its sexy.  He wants to know why you think so, then he gets turned on. (it’s just smut)

A/N: inspired by the goddamn soft!bearded!steve board.  y’all….just let me live. also i need to learn how to title things.  i called it fucking “beard burn.” @ myself come on…

Warnings: oral sex (fr), language

Words: 2148

Tags: @daybreak96 @feelmyroarrrr @jimtkirkisabitch 

Part Two

(this gif made me wet tbh)


Steve glances up over his book at the sound of you entering the room.  He smiles.  “Hey, doll.”

You stop dead.  “You have got to be kidding me,” you mutter, taking him in.  He’s lounging back on the bed in nothing but a pair of low riding sweats. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, he was still growing out his beard.  And—God help you—he was wearing glasses.

“Goddamn it, Steve.”

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He’s never thought of Hannibal as being capable of love. ‘Cause like most of us he probably had love put off on a kind of pedestal, as an idea, a more perfect thing, as he made the awful realization ‘Oh crap, maybe this thing I’m feeling is like love’. It’s so dirty and awful and… you know… I don’t know. I’m basically making this up on the spot, but that would be my answer for why he might not have arrived at or realized that thought. Because look at Hannibal and you could be like… nice suits, great kitchen, great conversations, nice hair, you know, but you wouldn’t go anything like… ‘Wow, what a loving guy’.
—  Hugh Dancy about why Will didn’t realize that Hannibal was in love with him sooner than Season 3
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EP 12: Yuuri’s Exhibition Gala + the pair skating we all wished for

I commissioned a modern Tarzan and Jane from the incredibly talented @punziella and here’s the final result!! I couldn’t be happier with it, it’s absolutely perfect and I just love it so so much I can’t stop staring at it, thank you so much Pauline!!

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Stiles x Reader

Requested by Anon


Normally you’d cheer for Stiles, it had been a tradition since forever, no matter what one of you was doing the other would cheer you on. But today you didn’t feel like cheering. Stiles spotted you as he went to take his shot and smiled to himself, you were his lucky charm but as he swung to score you stayed utterly silent.

“Stilinski, we’re aiming for the goal not the carpark!” Finstock yelled at Stiles.

“Yeah s…sorry coach.” Stiles mumbled as he glanced up at you.

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Favourite lyrics of each "After Laughter" song

Hard Times : All that I want is to wake up fine. Tell me that I’m alright, that I ain’t gonna die.

Rose-Colored Boy : You say my eyes are getting too dark now, but boy, you ain’t ever seen my mind.

Told You So : I know you like when I admit that I was wrong and you were right, at least I try to keep my cool when I’m thrown into a fire.

Forgiveness : There’s still a thread that runs from your body to mine and you can’t break what you don’t see, an invisible line.

Fake Happy : I should’ve known that when things are going good, that’s when I get knocked down.

26 : Reality will break your heart, survival will not be the hardest part. It’s keeping all your hopes alive when all the rest of you has died.

Pool : You are the wave I could never tame. If I survive I’ll dive back in.

Grudges : Why did it take so long? Why did it take us so long to just let go? Why did it take us so long to stop holding on?

Caught in the Middle : Nostalgia’s cool, but it won’t help me now. A dream is good, if you don’t wear it out.

Idle Worship : Oh, it’s such a long and awful lonely fall down from this pedestal that you keep putting me on.

No friend : So throw your pedestal of stone in the forgetful sea as protection from the paper-thin perfection you project on me.

Tell Me How : You keep me up with your silence, take me down with your quiet. Of all the weapons you fight with, your silence is the most violent.

Tuesday Recommendations

The fics listed below can be old or fairly new, so this has no timeline. Neither an order of preference. It’s just a bunch of stories I loved and I’d like to share with you.


Steve Rogers

  • Hold on For Me by @poorcap - It broke my heart and then fixed it, but it was so damn good, guys.
  • Shape of You by @gruzovoy-vagon - I literally felt tingles in my lady parts, it’s like Steve was really there. Hot, hot, hot! Please, listen to the song for maximum effect!
  • Hands on The Wheel by @angryschnauzer - Dammit, this one was so good because I’d literally act like that next to this man… and then do the exact same thing. Probably why I love it so much and the ending is hilarious! Please, read this one.
  • Steve’s Little Insecurity by @mllx-anazra - Dying of cuteness and fluff, this is so beatufiul! My Stevie I love so much.
  • Photograph by @callingmrsbarnes - Fluffy smut, honeymoon and Steve Rogers, why would you want more?
  • Captain by @callingmrsbarnes - Oh, my God. Dom!Steve, I’m all for that, but this one is amazing, perfect even. Everything. Everything about it is pure sin. Literally had to take a cold shower. The writing is perfect.

Chris Evans

  • Nightly Routine by @theycallmebecca - Short and pretty light in the smut, yet really nice and hot.
  • Manners by @poorcap - Words cannot explain how much I love Aly’s writing and this blog is one of my favorites out there. Please, check out her Masterlist and enjoy!
  • I Knew A Woman by @the-violent-peach - Wow. Bow down. So beautifully written, it’s gold… it’s gorgeous. This is pure art. I really, really want you to read this one!
  • Picture This by @ariallane - Aaaah, what girl never thought about being a photographer and work with the hottest sweethearts in the planet. Like seriously. Read this, it’s so cool and another major turn on in this fic… DA FAMOUS RED BELT! Also, go read the Snowed In mini series, worth it!
  • Satisfied by @rookbcdhi - Discovered it on AO3 and finally found it on Tumblr after four months! Read and you’ll probably understand why I didn’t give up.

AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

HE’S SO FUCKN!!!!! GOOD!!!!!!!

My stomach turned to mush I love him

You’ve Got Something Just There

Originally posted by alyciadubnamcarey

A/N: This isn’t great but I had to, I genuinely couldn’t help myself. This is based off two (anon) asks someone sent @beronica-love because oh my god. I love them so much.

Summary: The Lodge’s are having issues with their car and Betty is unexpectedly skilled and willing to help 

Word Count:1,690

Warnings: NONE they are perfECT, my only warning is that they’re both perfect just in general

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Princess

Peter Hale x Reader

(NOT MY GIF)

*requested

Imagine: You have a major crush on Peter Hale, but, because of the Pack, you have to keep it a secret. One day, when he comes to your house injured, you are not able to hide it any more and comes clean to him.

Word Count: 1560


Being ordinarily human in a town crowded with supernatural creatures could be pretty boring sometimes; especially when all of your friends saw you as a fragile thing who could get broken if exposed to a high amount of shit. It was stupid, though. You were not a doll or anything related, for God’s sake; plus, even though fighting was not your thing, you could help on other stuff, like cleaning and bandaging the injured. Your aunt Melissa had taught you a lot of medical stuff, making you perfect for this task. However, bone killer Scott shut you out entirely, pledging you were too young to be on this life.

“As if I cared!” You snorted, angry. “Fucking Scott. Fucking rules. Fuck! Fuck!”

You threw, bored, the remote control on the couch’s corner, giving up on finding a decent show to take your mind away from the horrible powerless feeling you were experiencing. People needed your help and you were stuck at home, not able to do nothing about it. Why did you let people manipulate you like that?

“This calls for some booze”, you thought, standing up and heading to the kitchen. Sure, drinking would never solve entirely your problems, it’s not like it’s magic, however, you would at least calm down. Otherwise, it was very likely that you would rip Scott’s throat with your bare hands.

While trying to reach the highest shelf to grab the tequila bottle, you could not help but giggle, suddenly imagining what the pack would do if they discovered your secret crush on Peter Hale. Poor tiny human Y/N falling for a monster. It was ironic.

Finally getting hold of the bottle, you took a sip straight from it, not bothering to get a glass. The liquid went down burning and you smiled, enjoying the sensation. It was damn good, as usual.

Taking short steps, you went back to the living room, ready to put on some music and swirl your hips to it. All of that was probably due the alcohol excess, you were never a strong drinker. Yet, whilst you set up the stereo, you heard odd noises. As if someone was walking clumsily through wood sticks, breaking them with its feet.

“Shit.” You muttered, approaching the window and slyly looking through a brief shaft. There was nothing there. “I’m going crazy. That’s it.”

As soon as you returned to the room, you heard it again. This time, though, the door was swung open and a bleeding light brown haired man leant against the doorframe. What the hell was Peter doing here, at your place? Has he lost his mind?

“Hey, princess.” His voice was weak and he coughed, blood staining your carpet. “Care to help me a little?”

Your thoughts were mingled and confusing, but you propped up and went to help him. You pushed the door closed behind you and dragged him to the couch, staring deeply at his eyes. He seemed so defenseless!

“What happened?”

“Kate is back in town.”

“Kate as in Allison’s aunt?” Your eyes were widened as you quizzed him worried. “Fuck, wasn’t she dead? How did she come back?”

“As it seems, she was not killed. She was turned.”

“Into a werewolf?”

“Not quite, princess. We still have to figure out that part.” You could notice him struggling to talk and it shattered your heart the mere sight of your beloved hurt.

You always had a thing for bad boys, that was true; however, when Peter tagged along, you knew he was different. Sassy, slightly bossy… Heck, a perfect match for you. Still, you had to keep it a secret from him and everybody else. No one was allowed to know about your feelings, because it would turn out to be a major problem, considering how overprotective your cousin could get. Argh! You hated it. All of it.

“Y/N?”

“Yes.”

“Are you okay?”

“Sure I am.” Your reply came out with a fake laugh and a awkward gulp. “I think I should be asking you the same thing.”

“Uh, I’ll be okay. I only a need a shower.” He smirked tenderly, reaching to touch your right cheek. “Your heart is beating like crazy.”

Yes, this you could not hide or disguise. Seeing him hurt and in pain made your heartbeat go crazy. More than it would normally get when you were around him.

“I’m just…” You licked your lips, fighting to keep it together. “You scared the hell out of me.”

“Uh, I’m sorry.” Hale seemed disappointed, which made you bit your bottom lip. “You were the only person who came into my mind.”

“I’m flattered you considered me as an option.” A sarcastic remark slipped. “People tend to treat me like I’m made of glass.”

“What?” Peter sat up straight, wincing in pain by doing so. “You’re so tough, princess. So resilient. I bet you would make a badass werewolf.”

“Damn, this is so good to hear.” A smile curved your lips, for you were genuinely satisfied. “Now, enough with this. You need to shower and I’m going to find you clothes.”

“All right.” Hale nodded and tried to get on his feet. You could nearly feel his ache to walk and, once more, made your poor pumping organ skip a few beats. “Where is the bathroom?”

“I’ll take you there.”

Right then you realised how hard this situation was going to be. You cared too much about him to keep your shit under control for that long. It was a true challenge for your sanity; one you hoped to win.


Twenty minutes later, you found yourself lying lazily on your bed, staring at the white ceiling and pulling carelessly the soft fabric of your denim shorts while waiting for him to come out.

You took a deep breath in order to relax; yet, before it made any effect, the door was opened and a shirtless dripping water Peter walked through it, looking refreshed. This tore apart any chance of relaxation. Matter of fact, it made you more tensed up than ever.

As you sat upright, your gaze locked on him and you licked your lips, nervous. Hale must have found it pleasing to watch, for he chuckled, delighted, leaning to grasp the bundle of clothes that were by your side.

“Do you like what you see, princess?”

“I would appreciate if you call me by my name.” You retorted, looking away. “Why don’t you get dressed already?”

“Does my nudity bother you?”

“Yes. I mean, no. Why would it?”

He traced your jaw with his long slim fingers, getting you to look at him. Once you finally gave up and rose your chin, meeting his eyesight with yours, you found them soaked with tenderness. His blue eyes engulfed you like a high strong wave.

“Confess.”

“Huh?”

“Confess.” The raspy voice requested, his thumb stroking leisurely your cheekbone. “Tell me you love me, because I can hear your heartbeat from miles away.”

“Please, don’t make me do this.” You did not break the eye connection, no matter how quivery your voice were. “I don’t want to say it.”

“But you do love me.” He knelt in front of you. “God, you’re beautiful.”

“Why?”

“Why I find you beautiful? Because you are! So perfect and freaking gorgeous.”

“No.” You shook your head, giggling. “If you know how I feel, why do you want me to confess it?”

“Well, I wouldn’t want to make a fool of myself by falling for a girl who wasn’t in love with me as well.” A sinking feeling hit your stomach as you slowly understood what he was saying. “Oh, fuck! Did I scare you?”

“No, you didn’t.”

“So kiss me, please.” Peter asked, smoothly. “Go on, princess.”

A smug smirk enlightened your face and then you crashed your lips onto his, tasting all at once. He grasped your waist and pulled you closer, whilst you tugged his hair, wanting to release all the tension built up. It was so much better than you had imagined! His tongue fought with yours for dominance, the whole kiss heating up the place.

“Easy, tiger.” You whispered, splaying your hands on his chest as Hale was inches away from popping your shorts open. “I didn’t think you were this excited to be with me.”

“Ever since I laid my eyes on you, I knew you were going to be my doom.” Peter pecked your lips and continued. “The worst was that I didn’t care at all. I wanted you to crush me with your love. I wanted you to break my walls.”

“Did I?”

“Damn hell you did.” Both of you chuckled. “What about me? Did I crack Mrs. Y/N Y/L/N?”

“You know you did.” Your voice was soft. “I am hopelessly in love with you.”

Peter Hale hid his face on your neck, smiling against it, half surprised half glad by your statement. He stayed quiet for awhile, just sucking on your skin and leaving love bites behind. When he finally reached your ear, he could not help but mutter the words you wanted to hear:

“I love you too, princess.”

Your heart warmed up upon hearing that and you sealed your lips once more, realising how deep were your feelings towards each other. You two were meant to be. Definitely a love written on the stars.


Tempt

My first submission for Ash’s 2k Challenge :D for the threesome prompt. SO sorry it was late and I hope it was worth the wait!

Negan/Reader/Arat

Synopsis: Negan always had a talent for reading people. All it took was seeing you look at one of his strongest lieutenants to get the wheels turning in his head.

Contains: threesome smut, fingering, cunnilingus, blowjob, penetration,  language

All it took was a look. One simple look. You had allowed your eyes to linger on her pretty features and athletic curves a second too long. It was all he needed to see to get the wheels turning in his head.  You remember that day well. You remember the mischievous smile that curled his lips when he followed your gaze to Arat. You should have known right then and there, your dear husband was plotting something.  Negan always did have a remarkable talent for reading people. He could pick up on the most subtle of twitches in the features and be able to interpret their meaning. He could learn a person’s weaknesses, fears, aspirations and desires simply by speaking to them for a brief time. His keen hazel eyes flickering over their every move, analyzing their body language in order to serve his own needs. In your spare time, you’d often wonder what his occupation was before the world went under with the walking dead. 

 It wasn’t long after that, you noticed Negan had Arat coming by the wive’s quarters more and more for seemingly unimportant tasks. More often than not, the pair had simply shot the breeze in his study, sipping whiskey and engaging in some witty banter. They would usually ask you to join them, much to your delight and embarrassment. When it was just the three of you, you learned Arat was a significantly different woman. In front of the other Saviors, she was fierce, tough and formidable. Determined and hardworking. Around the other men, she remained serious and stone faced, never once even cracking a smile. But when there was no one around, Arat proved to be a rather charming woman with an enticingly smug air about her. Truly, she was everything you aspired to be. You both admired and envied her for that. And though she was not one of Negan’s wives, it was no surprise that the Savior leader had proposed to her before. Many times. But Arat seemed to enjoy serving Negan in other, more useful ways. Being one of his top lieutenants certainly had it’s fair share of perks after all. 

Before the dead started walking, there were times when you fantasized about being with another women. Several occasions where you touched yourself to the mere thought and there were more than a few that had caught your eye. Unfortunately, besides a couple of raunchy drunken make out sessions with other equally curious friends in club bathrooms, you never got the opportunity to fully explore. And it wasn’t as though you weren’t currently surrounded by the other beautiful wives, some who perhaps shared in your desires as well. But Arat was different. And maybe it was because she was different, that drew you to her.

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Heart lattes

Cr.

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook / Reader.

Genre: Coffee shop AU, fluff

Summary: You had never liked coffee and, really, you were too busy to take on another job. However when you spot local heart throb, Jungkook, working at a cafe, you may or may not be convinced to take that extra leap.

Word count: 2828

Note: This is just fluff. Pure utter fluff from my lonely, deprived single mind. This is for my hoe @1lalisaa because I know how much you love the Junglecock, and hey bitches help each other out ;))) Plus I felt like some fluff after the fuck tonne of angst I’ve been writing.


You were crazy. Completely and utterly mad. That was the only conclusion you could come as you stood behind the counter of your local cafe, glowering furiously at the coffee machine that flashed and shrieked angrily at you. Cursing under your breath, you flipped the machine onto it’s side, jamming your fingers into every button in the hopes that it would finally shut the fuck up. Sadly however, the machine not only didn’t switch off, it screamed louder when you, as you assumed, cranked the heat up. Yes, you were mad to be here; you didn’t even like coffee, so at that moment, it was a complete mystery as to why you were standing there. Your answer came in the form of two arms slipping past your waist you yank the plug out of it’s socket, cutting the shrill cry off,  and a breathy chuckle that made the hair on your neck stand to attention.

Tilting your head back, you gazed sheepishly at the boy behind you. Oh yeah, this is why you worked here. Jeon fucking Jungkook.

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Let’s talk about Mordo

You know what I love about Mordo? You know, besides his wonderful arc in Doctor Strange, besides the fact that Chiwetel Ejiofor played him wonderfully. Besides the fact that I now have another black character to stan for.

It’s the fact that Mordo, by simply existing as a black man within this new narrative, pretty much destroys the MCU’s favorite excuse for not giving love to Black characters (and really, every fandom is guilty of this). 

How many times have people said, “Well, I don’t look at the main characters because the villains are SO much more interesting”? Even though the “heroes” are given plenty of love in fandom spaces…but only if they’re white. People love Thor, and Captain America and Iron Man, but that same love is NEVER extended towards Falcon, or Heimdall, or War Machine. And when these characters (specifically black characters) are brought up, people always have the SAME excuses.

“They’re just not that interesting”

Despite Phil Coulson and Clint Barton (two characters who had very little to do in their respective roles besides dying/being mind controlled) having a huge fandom following post-Avengers. 

We’ve had black villains/antagonists in the MCU (see Raina, Mike Peterson, and  Korath the accuser) but those characters NEVER get the same love as Killgrave, or Loki. And when this issue is brought up people always have the same excuses:

“Korath was a one and done villain, no need to invest in him.”

“Mike and Raina were on TV shows, if they were on big budget films then it would be different” (despite Killgrave being on Netflix, and still receiving more love than either of them).

But now, we have Mordo. A black character/antagonist who is not only well acted, well-written, and interesting, but he’s also poised to be an important part of the MCU mythos moving forward. He has all the makings of a three-dimensional character (his views are well defined, and he has a code that he sticks to.)

And people are straight up ignoring him. He’s essesntially become the fandom’s new Rhodey (a wonderful black character who is ignored in favor of everything else…in the case of Doctor Strange, that “everything else” would be a sentient piece of cloth. 

And no, the excuse of Mordo being “badly written” (which I disagree with wholeheartedly) is not a sufficient excuse either. Not when fandom goes out of its way to assign intricate backstories to random characters (take Darcy Lewis, for example)

So, thank you Mordo. Thank you for providing another wonderful example of the MCU fandom’s fuckery, and providing a perfect retort to their tired old “Villains are just more interesting.” 

Well, if that were true, why am I not swimming in Mordo love? 

Why is Mordo either ignored within fan spaces, OR completely stripped of his nuance and character traits in order to easily vilify him?

Oh…yeah. That’s right.

Originally posted by marvelcast

Mandatory Date (Laurens x Reader)

Words: 3800+

Warnings: cussing, mentions of sex

A/N: this is something I wrote for @always-blame-jefferson and I decided to post it here as well! enjoy!


“For the last time, no, I’m not going to your wedding,” You said to your friend Alexander. He frowned, helping you fold your clothes.

“But why? Is it that hard to get a date?” He said, smirking at you slyly. You threw your bra at him, and he jumped away from it. “Hey!”

“Why are you making it mandatory to have a date at your wedding? That makes no fucking sense, you idiot.” You stuck your tongue at him, folding your shirt in half. “And why the hell did Eliza agree to this?”

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Flustered

Pairing: Steve x Reader
Words: 1018
Requested by Anonymous:  Hey, can I request something? Its okay if not. Could you write a cute Steve x reader fic where Steve walks in on reader taking a shower and gets all flustered and leaves, and maybe he can’t look at reader without blushing anymore, just adorable steve 



You continued singing to the song playing from your speaker as you got out of the shower. You dried off your body pretty well before throwing your hair up in a towel to dry some while you got dressed.

           Just as you were about to put on your underwear, the door swung open, making you scream involuntarily.

           “I’m so sorry,” Steve stood there frozen as you did your best to cover yourself up, “Sorry,” he said again, backing out of the room and closing the door again.

           You felt bad for Steve. He looked so embarrassed that he had walked in on you. You had to assure him that it was okay. You didn’t want him to feel bad.

           You hurriedly got dressed and got your hair down out of the towel so you could go find him. You hurried through rooms, but Steve was nowhere to be found. Had he really left completely?

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fauxmoon22  asked:

hey! new im a new tumbler user but i loooove your blog, its so fun. and i love mystic messenger so even better. for valentines would you consider writing about how the guys ( seven, jumin,zen, yoosung ) have planed the "perfect" valentines date ( in their own style)but things keep going sooo wrong its funny, but mc can see they're trying so hard and convinces them that its perfect by just spending the day with them? they could be a couple already or a first formal date hope you like the idea!

Thank you for your request, you’re so cute *v* i really hope you like it!

Yoosung

  • Mc will love this cake ;)
  • He made it with a lot of love!
  • Oh, but he needs to organize this place too, let’s see…
  • Candles are always something romantic, doesn’t it?
  • Why doesn’t this light up? Why this is hard?!
  • When he finally did it, he’s just smiling
  • “Done ;)" 
  • But he forgot the tablecloth…
  • Ok, no need to be nervous…Let’s just take the supporter of the candle gently…
  • SHIT, the fire went out
  • Not this again T-T, so he yeah, it was some time before he could light this up again.
  • Everything is perfect!

  • Wait…How many minutes he’s here…?
  • THE CAKE!
  • Ok, when he was going to take the cake off the oven, he forgot the gloves
  • The cake is on the ground now…Yoosung is crying.
  • You came home earlier to see this scene when he sees you his eyes widened
  • "No…! Don’t see this disaster…Oh no no no, worst boyfriend ever!”
  • You laugh and then you give him a hug “It’s alright Yoosung…Don’t cry!”
  • He looks at you, with his puppy eyes “I want to do something special…”
  • You smiled, so cute!
  • And then you got closer “Being with you is already something special”
  • His eyes are so bright now, and he’s blushing…After a while, he gives you one wide smile.
  • Both of you will go see some movie, a romantic one!
  • But hey, Yoosung is already thinking about next year…Those candles will not beat him again!

Zen

  • Ok, first things first, he pick a big sack of petals that he was keeping hidden for all this moment
  • He’ll put all these petals in bed, romantic right?
  • You’ll be so surprised! It’s going to be so great! This will be one unforgettable Valentine’s Day!
  • So he did it, he fills the bed with those petals, he’s with such a wide smile on his face while he’s doing that
  • Just to think about…Calm down beast!
  • When he opened the door to go to the living room, he noticed that the bedroom window was open!
  • It was like a slow-motion scene in a movie, he was screaming “Nooooo”  while he was running to the window…
  • But the worst happened, a strong wind came and made the petals fly…
  • And because he let the door to the living room open…The petals are in the living room now too.
  • It’s just a big mess!
  • He ran to the living room to pick those petals before they go to the bathroom, kitchen, he doesn’t know!
  • But then he sees you in the door…You were out to buy something to one special dinner…But you came home you early!
  • “MC?! Why are you here so early?!”
  • “…The market was closed…” You look at all this mess “What happened…?" 
  • "A DISASTER!” He said sighing, you can see he’s so frustrated, you know how he is always waiting for Valentine’s Day, he’s the romantic type of guy.
  • “Hey” You got closer to him, putting your hand under his chin, making him look at you “You’re here, i’m here too, this is all we need to have the best Valentine’s ever” you smiled.
  • He smiles too.
  • He understands with that simple quote that what matter is not what he does…What matter is that you’re with him.
  • And you’re not going to leave this house today anymore, let’s just say that.

Jumin

  • Last year you said to Jumin that something meaning is better than anything money can buy.
  • So instead of going to a restaurant or something, he’ll cook something for you.
  • But Jumin’s so confident today, he can make you pancakes, so this recipe will be easy!
  • Everything goes wrong.
  • His first attempt, the food got burnt.
  • His second attempt, the food was raw.
  • In his third attempt…What has happened here? Is this food?! Or he created a monster?
  • He’s so pissed off right now, he’ll call some help, you’ll never know!
  • But you got home too early…You weren’t supposed to be here, Driver Kim should make you wait even more in the shopping!
  • WHY
  • Your eyes widened when you see the mess…Oh god, even the couch is dirty with food.
  • You see a dress in the couch, it’s dirtied too.
  • Jumin saw this too, he’ll die.
  • “Oh no…The dress…!” He runs to it, picking it up, he look at you, “MC…I’m sorry, i’ll make up to you, i’ll but anything you want, we can go on a trip or some—”
  • You cut him out, with a laugh.
  • This is too funny, and he’s too cute like that!
  • You pick an apron, putting it, and then you just smile looking at him “Let’s do this together!”
  • Jumin froze, just looking at you…After that, he just gives you a genuine smile.
  • “Yes, my love…”

707

  • He’s creating another robot for you, this time a robot of him.
  • Now he’s just recording something, so when you press a button, you’ll listen to it!
  • “MC…I love you” He smiles, and when he recorded the press the button…Nothing.
  • And then he tries and tries, again and again, his sweet “i love you” is angry and stressed, “i love you”.
  • Until he has enough of it “Go to hell, stupid thing!” He sighs, throwing that on the couch. 
  • And then he realizes…The place is a mess, you’re used to it…You know, see all those metal bits on the floor, but today is supposed to be a good day!
  • He looks at the window…Well, at least you guys can see the stars ;D
  • It starts to rain, what the hell!
  • DAMN IT! He screamed, and this woke up, you get out of the bedroom and walk toward him “Saeyoung…?What’s the matter?” He widened his eyes, oh shit, he didn’t think about a solution yet!
  • “Oh, hi MC…!” Stay calm…Act normally….Smiles…Smiles…
  • “What happened here?” You ask laughing “Oh, nothing MC, i was just…DON’T TOUCH THAT!”
  • You were picking up the robot “Why not…?It spits fire?! But it looks like you, it’s cute!”
  • “This doesn’t work…I couldn’t make it talk” He sights walking towards you.
  • “Really?” You push the button and then you listen Saeyoung’s voice “GO TO HELL, STUPID THING” Your eyes and Saeyoung’s eyes widened 
  • “MC THAT WASN’T SUPPOSE TO BE FOR YOU, IT WAS FOR THIS DAMN ROBOT!” You laugh.
  • He sighs, this Valentine’s Day got out of control.
  • “Hey, we can try to make another one…Together, come on, teach me!”
  • He never thought you were interested in this… Oh, you actually want to spend some time with him? Trying to make him happy?
  • While he was thinking, you pick his glasses from his face putting on your face now “NOW I FEEL LIKE I CAN DO ANYTHING!!”
  • He laughs, while you laugh with him and then he picks your hand, dragging you to the bedroom “What are you going Seven?”
  • “I’LL SHOW YOU SOME STARS!”