haha i kind of laughed in horror

Patater Week Day 2

The prompt was: Wedding Day/Proposal/Honeymoon

“Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck.”  Kent paced in circles around his dressing room.  “I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.  I love Alexei but like…I’m totally tying him down.  I proposed to him on ice, like, what if he just said yes because he felt pressured to?  That was so shitty of me to do.”
“Kent, calm down.”  Bitty crossed his arms and raised one eyebrow.  “Do you really think Jack and I would let Tater marry you if he didn’t really want to?”

“No, but I don’t know, Tate might just be hiding it!  You never know!”  Kent groaned, flopping down on one of the chairs.

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Title: Metallic pt. 11

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Jumin Han x MC/Reader/You

a/n❗️ have fun reading, everyone!! this is the part 11 of Metallic!
also for those who have messaged me throughout the waiting for the updates and took their time to show support, thank you so much! i love all of you! you know who you are guys. pls never forget that ♡

Part 10.

Disclaimer❗️ this prompt is based on days 7 - 9 of Jumin’s route but i took it from there. fic might contain themes that is not suitable for some audiences. strong languages and curses ahead.
kidnapping and violence under the cut.
you’ve been warned!

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@the-sloth-woman ;; @yuri-luciel ;; @ell3nj0y ;; @yoruwasu ;; @jetblckcrow ;; @thewibblywobblyfamilybusiness ;; @brightandkawaii​ ;; @directorjumin​ ;; @ihavenotfallenyet​ ;;

❝ My best friend gave me the best advice..
He said each day's a gift and not a given right.
Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind.
And try to take the path less traveled by..
That first step you take is the longest stride. If today was your last day,
And tomorrow was too late...
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past,
Donate every dime you have?
If today was your last day... ❞

It’s dark.
You tried to move but you felt restrained – your hands seemed to be tied from behind as well as your feet. Your eyes were open and you instantly knew you were being blindfolded. You spoke but your voice came out only to be a muffled sound – something was put over your mouth as well.

Panic raged inside your system like a cloud of sheer darkness enveloping your whole being, choking you from inside out. You can feel yourself grow queasy as you squirmed only to find out you were perfectly restrained inside a moving vehicle.

You can hear the faint sound of a radio and a soft whisper of someone in your front only then you remembered what happened back at the hospital.
You were kidnapped.

Instantly, like the reflex any sane, panicking person would have, you tried your best to scream an ear-piercing dread only to be left with deep disappointment when you were answered by a frisky laughter of the one you assumed to be sitting at the front, manipulating this automobile. You can feel the car speeding up as he spat in almost a shrill frolicsome voice,
“Be a good little girl, alright? We’re almost there~”

And in that instant, you knew you were tied to your doom.

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Request: Demon Doll

Request: Can you do a one shot where the reader is extremely afraid of the movie chucky & Dean gets an idea and buys the doll and does scare prank on her that probably scared her for life and she gives him a silent treatment (they’re a couple btw) and you can just make it up as it goes ☺️ thanks!

Word Count: 770

Here it is, I hope you like it! Thanks!<3

“Dean, I don’t know.” You frown, for once doubtful of his movie choice, “I don’t think this is a good idea.”

“You literally fight worse than this every day.” He insists, “I’ve seen it before, and it’s not that bad.”

You shrug, “I’m just not sure. I’m not a big fan of creepy toys. Much less murderous ones.”

“Come on.” Dean wraps an arm around your shoulders, “If you get scared, just hide behind me.”

You narrow your eyes but nod, “Fine, then. But I’m coming crying to you when I’m scared shitless.”

“I’d expect nothing less.” He grins.

And so you’re goaded into watching Chucky. You’ve never seen it before but from what you know, it’s not your kind of ‘haha that wasn’t anything like real life I can sleep soundly knowing that it’s a load of crap’ film. One of the first cases you ever worked involved a creepy-ass doll and you aren’t a big fan of that horror tactic. Still, Dean could be right. Maybe you’re overreacting.


You weren’t overreacting. Dean was wrong. It was horrible and awful and it took you until half past four in the morning to even think of sleep, and you only managed because Dean was there, right beside you. He merely laughed it off, though, as if it doesn’t matter that you’re scared.

You sleep fitfully, mind plagues with images of a red-headed doll. When you wake up at about eight, the other side of the bed is empty but for a note.

Gone on a quick supply run, it reads in Dean’s somewhat sloppy script, Be back in an hour or two. Love you –D

You smile slightly, rolling over and out of bed. You pull a loose robe over yourself and leave the bedroom, bare feet padding against the cool wooden floor. You find your way to the kitchen, pour a cup of coffee, and go over to the fridge to get milk. You open the door and-

Ah!” You yelp, only just catching yourself from falling backwards as you scramble away from the demon doll that’s residing in your fridge, “What the hell?” You find yourself shaking like a leaf and blinking back tears, sheer panic flooding through your veins.

Dean, on the other hand, moves from behind the door. He’s laughing until he sees your terrified expression. He sobers up quickly as you kick the door shut, your whole body feeling light and shaky.

“Y’know,” You say, more to yourself than to him, “I might just drink it black this morning.”

You pick up the coffee and make for the library, going back to the books you were cataloguing yesterday. When you arrived here, the logs of what books were where and when had been almost totally destroyed and so you and Sam have been trying to log all of them into a blank ledger that you found. You’re only about halfway through.

Still, every time a floorboard creaks or a pipe whistles you spin around, a little freaked. After about a half hour, you hear real footsteps and almost knock the bookshelf over, until you hear Dean’s voice.


You stay silent, though, not willing to talk to him.

“Y/N, come on.”

“Talk to me.”

“I’m sorry.”

“That was really mean and I shouldn’t have done it.”

“Please don’t give me the silent treatment.”

“Come onnnnnn.” He whines. He doesn’t come any closer to you, though, for fear of you spinning around and smacking him one. He’d deserve it.

“Alright, I know I deserve this but you’re nice. Forgive me?”

To his credit, he doesn’t leave the library for three hours while you work, writing things down and going through dusty old tomes, occasionally getting sucked into reading a passage or a page or a chapter. He doesn’t talk much, though. After exactly three hours (he’d been counting from the clock on the wall) he stands up.

“Look, I know you’re mad at me and I was a total dick and I’m sorry. I don’t like it when you won’t even look at me, never mind talk to me!”

You turn around, looking at him properly for the first time, “Yeah, you were a dick. I told you I was scared and you just ignored that.”

“I’m sorry.” He says, voice small, “I threw the doll away.”

You offer a smile, “Good. But next time I say I’m scared of something, you gotta-“

“Respect that. I got it.” He takes a step towards you, opening his arms. You can’t resist going ahead and hugging him tightly, letting his arms envelops you in their safe embrace.

anonymous asked:

How would each member react and who would be the most timid if they all went on a horror experience, thank you :)

Oh my god, um. I bet they’ll do this one day so I’ll predict that —

Okay so, I have to be careful. Cause in EXO I thought Xiumin would get scared shitless and he walked right through that thing so —-

I’d say Yugyeom might cry, lmfao.

I think Bambam would be the one that laughs and screams at the same time, you know those kinds of people?


I think Jaebum would like jump slightly and he’d try to be cool, and he’ll walk through trying to like distract himself so he can be cool leader-sama.

Mark and Jackson would scream their heads off, Jackson would over-react (of course) but Mark would be laughing at him half the time and scared shitless the other half.

Youngjae might be the one that’s just like walking through that crap like Ironman, literally maybe with some coffee in his hands just leisurely walking through.

Jinyoung would be a screamer, he’ll like — go through and talk to himself and try to predict where they are but then he’ll be scared half to death because he found out where one of the ghosts were or something. 

So I think Yugyeom is the most timid, but hey I might be wrong. I don’t know, he’s the baby so I’m putting my bets on him haha!