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the RFA reacting to MC listening to creepy pasta

I’ll admit its been a while since i listened to any new creepypasta so these are pretty old ones but i figured since they arent mine and i dont really name them in most cases i should like them  jumin - russian sleep experiment yoosung - rapid blink (a my little pony grim dark fanfiction) saeyoung - the man who ate newborns zen -  mr. widemouth  and  dear abbey jaehee - to be honest i cant remember this ones title it was really good and i cant find it anymore so if anyone knows it send it my way cuz i only heard it once at a live reading at sanjapan I’d love to hear it again though

Jumin 

·        You were listening while knitting in his home office

·        He was working at his desk and paying no attention to the voice playing from your phone

·        Absently he comments that the piano background music was pleasant

·        You smile because of course that’s the part he notices.

·        As the story goes on you two sit in amicable silence listening to the story

·        Then a sickening crunch rings through the air and you see Jumin grimace out of the corner of your eye

·        “darling? Was that your story?”

·        “huh? Oh yes it was.”

·        “that sounded sickening” and indeed he was a little pale though you may have missed it if you didn’t know him so well

·        You tried to stifle your laugh “yeah I think it was supposed to be the character’s arm being crushed.”

·        “what?”

·        “you weren’t listening to the story were you?”

·        “I listened to the music”

·        “here you should listen to this next one it’s my favorite.” You said moving to sit in his lap as you began the next video

·        “its about this scientific experiment, where they locked people up and didn’t let them sleep. Eventually they end up going crazy. They mutilate and cannibalize themselves, super creepy.” You explained excitedly

·        He looked at you concerned for a moment before speaking

·        “is this what you were discussing with my new assistant yesterday before we went to lunch”

·        “yes! Actually she’s even more into it than I am she gave me some good suggestions.”

  Yoosung

·        “Puppy? I’m gonna run to the convenience store real quick okay?”

·        He leaned back in his computer chair to look at you upside down as you stood behind him

·        “okay MC! oh if they have honey”

·        “I know yoosungie I’ll grab you some if they have them!” you said leaning over him to kiss his nose “love you. I’ll be back soon.”

·        You grabbed your purse and headed out the door

·        A few minutes after you had left Yoosung noticed you had left you phone

·        Picking it up he noticed the quiet words that came from the headphones

·        Curious he put on the headphones and began to listen

·        It was a fanfiction. He recognized the characters from a show you watched every Saturday.

·        A cute reboot of a cartoon from your childhood hi figured the story would follow the same plotlines of friendship and togetherness

·        But as he listened it took a darker turn

·        The main character was trapped, stuck with no resources aside from the occasional clone of herself that spawned into whatever hellscape she was trapped in

·        Yoosung was horrified listening to the story describe how the broken and desperate character would slaughter her clone to build necessities in a hopeless search for escape.

·        By the time you got back he was in tears hugging your plush version of the character

·        You rushed to comfort him and saw what he had listened to

·        “oh puppy I’m so sorry I didn’t think you’d listen to my grimdark fiction!

·        “why do YOU listen to it?!? I thought you liked that show because it was cute!”

·        “I do! It’s so cute. But I like the horror stories to. The contrast is, it’s fun.” You explained gently combing your fingers through his hair

·        “it actually makes me think of you puppy” you say absently as you feel him starting to calm down

·        “what?!?!?!” he cried shooting up from your arms in an instant

·        “well your so cute and I love that your cute, but you can also be tough like when you went to the hacker’s headquarters for me. Your cute and manly, like that show is cute and can be scary. Your everything I love.” You explained

 Saeyoung 

-        He knew you liked creepy pasta he had seen your YouTube history

-        What he didn’t know was that you had it downloaded on your phone to listen to as you fell asleep

-        So when the silence of Rikas apartment is broken by the squeal of car breaks and shattering glass he was justifiably terrified

-        He was busting through the bedroom door to check on you

-        But all he saw was you halfway off the bed mid lunge for your phone

-        he watched you finish your tumble to the floor fumbling with your phone to stop the story that was playing

-        You looked embarrassed and a little sleep addled

-        “Sorry I thought I took that one out of my playlist”

-        He stood stock still for a moment

-        “I didn’t mean to scare you sorry! It should have been deleted its way to loud I think I did something wrong when I downloaded it.”

-        “what? MC was that your phone?” he asked confused

-        “yeah its um it’s the, the story where the guy tries to kidnap the new born but gets in a car crash, hence you know the um screech crash clang. Sorry”

-        His back hit the wall and he slid to the floor wearily

-        “MC you’re going to be the death of me”

-        “um I, I got it off my playlist this time.” You offer “I think.” You add under your breath

-        He held out his hand to you and you sheepishly placed you phone in his hands quickly he tapped away before handing your phone back to you

-        “thanks” you say softly crawling to sit beside him on the floor

-        “so living with a bomb, and being hunted by a hacker isn’t spooky enough for you? You’ve gotta listen to scary stories too?” he asked tiredly

-        “well the bomb and the hacker, they aren’t scary if you’re here. I mean even if the worst happens I think it would be okay cuz I got to meet you”

-        He groaned and let his head fall to his knees

-        “you really are going to kill me aren’t you” he said as you saw his ears turn pink

 Zen

-        Zen thought You were adorable literally just the cutest thing possible

-        That’s why he was shocked when one of his cast member who was a big horror fan mentioned a scary internet story and you immediately jumped into the conversation

-        “mr. creepypasta? Or creepypasta jr. ?” you asked

-        “Oh mr. creepypasta! I didn’t think you’d listen to creepypasta which ones your favorite?” the cast member asked

-        “nothing beats “MR.Widemouth” for me gotta love a monster that tries to make you do his dirty work for him”

-        “oh definitely but I like “dear Abby” myself that one is chilling

-        You spent the rest of the shoot chatting with him quietly at the far side of the studio so you two didn’t disturb the shooting

-        Zen had to admit it was getting to him

-        You were HIS girlfriend why didn’t he know about this interest of yours.

-        And why were you so happily chatting with another guy about it

-        He confronts you on the way home

-        “I knew you weren’t into it Zenny it’s not a big deal”

-        “you talked to him all day MC. you know I’d listen to you right? Even if it’s not my thing why didn’t you tell me?”

-        “here how about we do a spa night tonight and I’ll show you my favorite so you don’t feel left out next time”

-        He chuckled and kissed your temple

-        “well I can’t turn down my princess can I”

-        So that night you ran a bath for the both of you

-        You leaned against his chest and each did a facemask as you queued up the playlist on your phone

-        You could feel him tense at every sound effect and could hear him grimace at the stories more gruesome details

-        You chuckled a bit before saying “zenny you don’t have to listen to them you know”

-        “just, why are they all so dark?”

-        “because that’s the point their supposed to be spooky”

-        He tried he really did. He listened until you two where drying off after the relaxing soak

-        He sighed dejectedly “you were right jagi it really isn’t my thing” he said as he toweled your hair dry

-        “but you tried and that means so much to me babe” you said leaning up to steal a kiss from him

 Jaehee

-        She knew about them but she wasn’t a fan of horror

-        So she had never paid any attention to those videos as she browsed the internet

-        And she certainly didn’t expect to walk into the café one morning before opening to you pulling a cake out of the oven and listening to a deep voice graphically describing a head wound

-        “MC what on earth are you listening to?”

-        “it’s a creepypasta!” you chirped brightly

-        “those scary stories from youtube” she questioned further as she made her way around the counter

-        “yeah in this one this guys tries to cure his depression but cutting out a chunk of his own brain”

-        “that’s awfull” she exclaimed

-        “well yeah. It doesn’t end to well for him either”

-        “of course not!” She said shaking her head as she tied her apron on to help you prepare to open the café.

-        The day went on fairly normally but as you closed she turned to you

-        “that story, it’s not true.”

-        You looked at her a little confused before nodding “of course not”

-        “no one could survive that” she muttered to herself

-        “no one” you agreed growing more puzzled by the second

-        “how could people even come up with something so awful” she asked you setting a broom to the side

-        “I don’t know? Jaehee are you okay?” you ask looking her in the eyes

-        “I, yes MC I’m fine. The details in that story simply shook me up I suppose”

-        You were careful from then on about listening to your stories only with headphones

-        Jaehee wasn’t weak by any stretch of the imagination, but if something made her uncomfortable than you weren’t going to push it.

-        You loved her after all

jumin: “I can’t decide which idea I like better. the thought that you need me so desperately you could never leave, or the hope that you never needed me at all and chose of your own volition to stay because you wanted me.”

this quote brought to you be dream jumin who visited me last night said this and then promptly bought the mall i worked at so he could renovate it into really weird apartments. thanks jumin that was a weird trip.

can i talk about the rarely mentioned loss of identity that comes with a relationship with jumin han?

like if you were seeking any kind of recognition for your skills, hard work, passion, or talent before meeting and falling in love with jumin you would have to basically give it up to be with him

and not because of him either don’t get me wrong he has some controlling tendencies that both of you would have to discuss but the real problem would be everyone else

let’s say you were a passionate artist and your art while not national aclaimed was fairly popular then you marry jumin and suddenly all the news stories about your art refer to you as wife of C&R corporate heir Jumin Han. there’s whispers about how you probably got the gallery opening because of Jumins influence and that the only reason you can stay home and create art is because Jumin provides for you and i bet jumin paid for your lessons and that’s why your as good as you are

the same goes for ANY career even remotely in the public eye we even see this with jumins mom when zen mentions she was a singer but she was more famous for her marriage than her singing don’t get me wrong jumins mom may have been a gold digger i don’t know but i can absolutely see how upsetting it would be to put so much time and effort into something only to have all that work be dismissed because of who you love.

just some thoughts

listen to me

mc getting her and jumin matching white cat kigurumi’s with blue eyes

she greets him when he comes home from work wearing the kigurumi with its cat eared hood up and holding elizabeth she leans up and stretches on her tiptoes to kiss him but still can’t quite reach his lips he’s smitten because she have never looked cuter he can’t help the chuckle that falls from his lips as he leans down to meet her with a gentle peck

she tells him she wants to watch a movie with him tonight since it’s their date night she shows him his matching kigurumi he tries not to smile but can’t quite manage it

you two spend the evening cuddled on the couch with elizabeth wearing matching kigurumi’s

fun fact

i truly believe one of the reasons jumin takes so much pleasure in tiny every day intimacy’s (you picking his tie, him brushing your hair, cooking together) is because it’s these things that highlight long term relationships. they emphasize slow comfort and familiar domesticity. they aren’t the newlywed heated puppy love he’s seen in his fathers short dime a dozen relationships. they say “it’s okay, we have a lifetime to do whatever we need, take your time” it’s a reassurance that your here to stay.

the more tangled you two become in the small everyday routines of life the hard it is to separate from eachother.

listen you cannot convince me that jumin didn’t do this at his and MC’s wedding imagine jaehee pushing the stroller with elizabeth the third as the cutest little ring bearer. the second she reaches the new couple she meows to mc which MC responds to by giving a soft happy smile and saying “yes elizabeth i promise to make jumin the happiest i possibly can”. jumin is taken aback by this but elizabeth just settles herself down contentedly like that addressed all her concerns perfectly making him chuckle press a quick kiss to MC’s cheek. mc giggles and mock scolds him, “jumin the kiss comes later!” and everyone in the audience is like “oh my god this couple just gave me diabetes their so sweet”

The Ring Bearer understood his mission 

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may my lord and savior have mercy on my sinning soul because this idea HAS me

imagine his hands guiding yours his voice low and intimate he’s done this so many times it’s second nature his eyes are focused on your face you are trying to memorize the movement your brow creased in concentration and he smirks before leaning down and kissing your forehead chuckling

“you have a lifetime to learn dear it doesn’t have to be perfect the first time” he says and you blush and mumble.

“i just, i thought if i got it right you might praise me” and suddenly his arms are around you lifting you to kiss him and you can feel the smile on his lips and feel the vibration of his soft laugh before your back on your feet own two feet his forehead against yours as he says

“i love you more than you could ever understand” and your giggling and who cares if his tie isn’t tied yet he was right after all you’ll be with him for a lifetime you’ll practice everyday you’ll pick his tie each and every morning tie it with him his hands over yours and maybe you’ll feign ignorance a little longer just so he’ll show you one more time the same way you know he buys you dresses you can’t zip yourself because he enjoys helping you the same way he offers to brush your hair or asks you to show him how you french braid it for special occasions. small moments little excuses to touch and feel each others warmth tiny domestic intimacies that weave you into the fabric of each others daily lives.

when i was young my father called it “stirring the oatmeal romance” to find the beauty and joy in even the most mundane activity’s like stirring the oatmeal. to imagine that with jumin is bliss. sorry i’m simping again >.>

i— i know how to tie a shoe, i only dont know how to tie a tie😭😭😭

You know what, that's also respectable. They make it seem like it's harder than it what it is. There's just a trick to figuring out how much of the fabric that you need to feed into it when you're trying to make the knot. Hm, why don't you ask Jumin himself how to do it because it seems like he would quite enjoy guiding your hands to the answer?

i call jumin. i tell him that today i had a 70 yr old patient hit on me. i tell him he made inappropriate comments and stood between me and the door. i tell him how uncomfortable i was. how much i wanted to just go home after ward.

he’s there faster than anyone and he’s holding me. i can feel him shaking with anger as i cry into his chest. he tells the doctors at my office and because he is a man, because he is wealthy and smart and professional they listen and suddenly i am not required to do work ups not required to be alone in dark rooms with men who make me scared. men who tell me that a 44 year age gap is fine and that they have “experience”. i don’t have to try to ask them about their medication only for them to tell me that they’ve never needed “the little blue pill”

jumin stands up for me and that night he holds me rubbing my back and pressing chaste kisses to the top of my head. he lets me sleep in my warmest pajamas and doesn’t push me to do anything i’m not comfortable with. he gives me time and space and understanding. he doesn’t blame me or tell me he’s proud of me for NOT doing something bad to the man he doesn’t ask why i didn’t do more. he makes me feel safe again. he reminds me that my worth isn’t in the “services” i can provide. my value isn’t my gender and i don’t deserve that treatment.