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shelswrites · 10 months ago
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LIVESTREAMS [CORPSE X READER]
Your fans knew you were in a relationship with corpse, it was damn near impossible to hide. The original plan was to wait at least a couple months before telling anyone.
The only issue with that was that three months into your relationship, corpse was at your apartment more than he was at yours. Which you loved. However, since you were primarily a streamer and corpse was not exactly good at being quiet... people were naturally gonna notice.
The following is a list of things that happened on your livestreams before you finally gave in and announced that you were dating corpse:
1. A loud crash followed by a deep voice mumbling in Spanish
2. A mysterious hand that kept on appearing out of nowhere and giving you tea
3. Said hand would also direct your head out of frame and they knew whosever that was was kissing you
4. You would often say you were cold and then suddenly a hoodie would be chucked at you out of no where
5. Someone in the background regularly had problems cooking and caused the fire alarm to go off
6. Then of course there was the stream where you seemed to do the whole thing sitting on someone’s lap who’s head was conveniently out of frame
7. Every time you left to go to the bathroom the chat would be entertained by someone who seemed to find moving their hands in and out of the frame hilarious
8. No but really, it’s like you constantly have someone making you tea
Your fans were certain it was Corpse. The voice they heard was way too deep to be anyone else and Corpse had been hinting at dating someone.
So they knew you were together. They just needed you to actually announce it.
However you and corpse were not gonna be that easy on them. This was the perfect opportunity to mess with both your fans and you were gonna take full advantage of it.
Corpse would randomly put his hand into the frame while you were streaming. It would be out of nowhere and you would pretend like you didn’t even see it.
(Except for the one time where you actaully took his hand and pressed a kiss to his knuckles).
You would often speak in his livestreams as well. Giving him advice or asking if he wanted anything. He would ignore all of chat’s questions and act like it was totally normal.
Corpse loved live-streaming when you were around because he got to cuddle while doing it. Since he didn’t have his camera on, no one ever knew that he was streaming while sitting between your legs or with you on his lap. Quite a few times some whispers were heard and his fans were convinced (rightly so) that you were there somewhere.
When you eventually decide to go public, you do so by corpse announcing that he would he revealing something very important to him. He then proceeded to post a picture of you.
From then on it was actaully a little ridiculous how often he would do something on your livestream. Including one occasion where he was trying to make muffins in the kitchen and kept on yelling at you for help.
He would also ask you to come out of frame so that he could get a kiss all the time. He didn’t even try to come up with excuse, he would literally say “come kiss me” which you always obeyed because how could you not?
Overall, your fans were pretty sure you little shits would be together for life.
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delicrieux · 8 months ago
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☆ミ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 “𝚘𝚑”
PART 13: ...O-OH?
it’s the night of the big stream. y/n uncovers a strange, albeit deep, bond with charlie. corpse interrupts her garden date with sykkuno quite unceremoniously. tensions are high as ever; proximity chat reveals internal monologues and stray thoughts. y/n’s “batshit insane” energy affects everyone. this is, quite literally, the best game of among us bretman has ever played.
─── corpse husband x reader, sykkuno x reader (if you squint, it’s very one sided)  ─── soc. media + written fiction! ─── word count: 6.1k oops ─── ❥ reqs: sum people requested some interaction w bretman + jealous corpse + flirty sykkuno
author’s note: guys....GUYS WE’RE ON THE 3RD “OH” hope ur excited cus i am!!! this was rly fun to write, but then again, everything is better than writing an essay lmao! this is extremely chaotic and a bit seggsy but like a minuscule bit u wont even notice it i swear xx there’s not much social media in this one, mostly written lol. as always lmk wat u think n thank u for all ur kind words n sooo manyyyy ideassss!!! love u lots
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It’s happening, you think, picking the discreet, angelic white color for your astronaut - with a halo and all, truly, you are a seraph that stepped through the gates of heaven and descended onto earth to grace these morals with your presence...quite literally, you’re not only donning white in game, but also in real life, cute as a button or more like as a bunny. Cat girls are overrated - cat boys, on the other hand, you’ll ardently defend till your last breath - but bunny girls...Safe to say, your chat had been going feral. Your endless ego is fed well. You even swore on your heart that no devilish trickery would follow in this game - you had left your snake ways behind you.
No one believed you. The Roaches know you too fucking well.
The influx of new subs, however, do not. Look at this cute girl! She wouldn’t hurt a fly! You chuckle at the compliments. At the exact same moment, Rae pipes up on the discord call, “Y/n is leering and cackling evilly. No one trust her.”
Demon woman herself must be watching your stream before starting her own. You pout, all adorable and innocent, but your eyes gleam slyly. Truly, a mastermind of manipulation! Look at you go! The chat is swooning. The viewer number steadily climbs past 16K and you hum happily, welcoming all that decided to join your little clan, “Don’t listen to Rae. Wifey is mad because I said I’m not bringing her back a souvenir. Well guess what, bitch, I’m the gift.”
Your perfect image does not quite align with your tone, nor the affectionate nickname you call your roommate (bitch, not wifey). The new viewers are none the wiser though, just like your new stream mates.
There is laughter from people you don’t quite know. The lobby is almost full, but not everyone has trickled in yet.
“Filing divorce papers right now.” Rae mumbles, but you hear the smile in her voice. It makes you crack a grin, too. 
More hello’s and shy introductions to the people in the lobby. Sykkuno’s green astronaut pops in with a upbeat, “Hey, everyone! Hi, Y/n!” as his character circles around yours. A collective awww echoes in your stream chat as you, quite breathless at the wholesomeness, reply with a “Hi! Hi hi!” as well.
Corpse is next to join, mysteriously ominous. The discord call is pure chaos, everyone screaming over the other variations of his name while stressing different syllables. Silent as a grave, he just stands there, his black astronaut seemingly eyeing everyone in the lobby. 
Alas, when the noise dies down, he utters, “Whaddup, baby.” and it’s pandemonium all over again. You are screeching/laughing along with the rest. His astronaut swiftly glides to Sykkuno, still circling around you, “Hey, Sykkuno.” He says. The latter abruptly stops. The game hasn’t even started, and already - betrayal! Sykkuno starts circling around Corpse now, leaving you in the dust.
“Hey, dude!”
“Yo,” You interrupt, “I’m like here too, yeah?”
“Fight, fight, fight!” Pokimane jeers. You can’t see her, but you’re certain she’s pumping her fists in the air. 
“Let’s leave the bloodshed for the game, yeah?” Dream offers past her laugh ridden urging.
“No, fuck that, let’s start this shit right now,” Charlie declares - his monotone is strangely pleasant to the ear, and you lean back in your chair with a thoughtful hum. Something about his energy just clicks with yours instantly, but perhaps you’re judging too quickly- “Got my fucking knife ready to slit some throats. You can all pretend you aren’t ready to kill on sight, but that’s not me. I’ll teabag your dead fucking body.”
-yeah, no, your initial estimate had been correct! What a pleasant surprise, you feel like you and he will get along beautifully. 
“Way to be subtle, Charles.” Rae snorts.
“Subtle doesn’t make an interesting game, Rae,” He’s quick to bite back, “and if I’m Impostor, you bet your fucking ass I’m going after you first.”
“Noooooo!” She shrieks, rushing to your astronaut, which is still just standing there, abandoned, like the equivalent of that one emoji, “Y/n, protect me.”
“Of course, baby.” You purr. 
There’s mumbling in the discord call, though it’s barely audible. Corpse seems to be repeating the word to himself: Baby...Baby?...Baby...
“You’re gonna stab me in the back the first chance you get, won’t you?” She questions, already painfully aware of the answer.
“You know it!”
“Finally, someone that’s not fucking cowering in their boots and flaunting their real nature.” Charlie says, “Y/n, form a Big Dick Alliance with me.”
“Oh for sure, man.” You agree immediately, trailing to his in game figure, “Let’s show these virgins how it’s done.”
“This is going to be a mess, isn’t it?” Sean’s voice rings with a cheerful laugh, making you flustered. Yes, you’re actually playing with THE JacksepticeyeTM. You still haven’t fully wrapped your head around that part, “I’m very excited to see where this will go.”
“Nowhere good.” You say with unparalleled sincerity - every word you speak to him, the icon, the legend, the one of the few youtubers you actually actively follow, must be genuine. You doubt you can lie to him. He’s too good of a person. You admire him too much. Stuck between wanting to be a shady bitch and an absolute saint, you refrain from addressing him more - you are simply not worthy.
its the y/n trying to act like a normal person in front of jack for me
ikr she looks ready to join the monastery
each day we stray closer to gods light???
Your viewers are snide as always. Gosh, you love them.
The last player pops in, fashionably late, “Hey, y’all.”
“Hey, Bretman!” The call choruses somewhat harmoniously.
“Hi, daddy.” He’s speaking to Corpse now, a smile in his voice - you can hear it even past the static of his atrocious mic. Your eyes widen, eyebrows shooting up. Your friends are cackling, but confusion refrains you from doing the same - were you not the only one Corpse offered, seemingly so long ago!, to be his sugar baby? 
One betrayal after the other. You’re glad for the Big Dick Alliance. The name has a nice right to it, too. 
Corpse laughs, “...Hey, Bretman. How are you today?”
Damn, two sentences for him, but not even a word spoken to you!? You’re already scripting a very melodramatic paragraph you will text him after the stream. With poorly masked discontent, you mutter, “Wow, thanks for such a warm welcome, Corpse, my day’s going great, yeah, loving the company.”
“Now now miss girl,” Bretman chimes, “we can’t be all daddy’s favorite.”
“Careful,” Charlie drones, “I think you just got yourself onto Y/n’s shit list.”
“Right next to Corpse Husband and Valkyrae.” You agree, “Sykkuno!” You suddenly call him.
“Uhm-Uh-Yes?” Is his nervous reply.
“You’re safe.” You state coldly, “For now.”
“You are not going after Sykkuno on my watch.” It must be a belated holiday miracle because Corpse finally decides to address you. His words seem to awake something in him, “Hey-Hey-Hey-” He swiftly glides to you, standing right next to your minute virtuous angel, “When are you coming back to Cali?”
corpse stop acting weird challenge
literally omg lmao
he does bring up a good point y/n y u not in cali yet?!
^pack it up corpse simp he disrespected the queen when he didnt say hi
“Back off, buddy,” Charlie interjects, “this spot is for Big Dick Alliance members only.”
“I’m never returning.” You inform him, your voice cold like the Arctic snow, and the look in your eyes is no kinder. You feel like you’re having a stare down through screen. 
Silence stretches. Is this an intimidation tactic? Because if it is, it’s a paltry one. Your conviction to be petty is stronger than any vulnerability you might feel.
“Then I have nothing to say to you.” He admits and fucks right off with that. Fine, go join Sykkuno and Rae in their little corner of betrayal! Friendship ended with Corpse, now Charlie is your best friend.
“Okay, guys, guys, guys-” Toast, noting this is going to spiral any minute now, tries to catch their attention, “Let’s start?!”
You look into your camera, and the roaches know what you’re thinking. You’re twins like that, communicating telepathically. You are taking back your tender promise of not being a conniving bastard. It’s fucking on. You will destroy everyone in your path, starting with the guy you have a stupid crush on - maybe?! Feelings are confusing, you’d rather just not think point blank period.
With no objections from the cast, the counter ticks away seconds and, for the first round, you’re stuck as CREW MATE.
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Charlie is a gift. Truly, you had not expected such a sudden, wonderful relationship to bloom. How have you not known of him sooner?! It’s a crime that you hadn’t spoken to him earlier. You are a 100% certain if you had found him before you started streaming, he would’ve been a big inspiration. 
The two of you do your silly little tasks and curse like sailors, commenting about this and that thanks to proximity chat. You wouldn’t have been able to stand the claustrophobic silence if it was just a normal Among Us game - to think, missing out on all his foully worded quips! It almost springs a tear into your eye. He’s just as unhinged as you.
worried about this dynamic 
its a trainwreck lol i love it plz collab more plz
Caught in a headed discussion in Electrical - TikTok trends, or audios specifically - you defend the app the best you can. Charlie thinks it’s super cringe, and you insist it’s part of the charm as you connect wires.
“I mean, have...-do you know that one audio, the one that goes, like,” You’re spilling your words, heated, frustrated that he’s so dismissive of the app that literally saved 2020, “it goes like, uhm,” You clear your throat, prep your voice - even take a sip of your favorite drink. Drawing the syllables, you try your best to make it drop an octave - it must sound like you’re doing an atrociously bad and nauseatingly scratchy Corpse impression with an extra dramatic flair, “My assssssss, your cockkk, you do the mathhh.”
“Did-Did I just-” You freeze hearing Corpse’s voice, finally done with your task. Charlie is muffling his laughter behind his palm; Corpse’s astronaut stands in the doorway, “What the fuck did I just walk into?” He seems genuinely confused, though a strangely winded. You’re mortified. Your shoulders are shaking. You look at the stream chat but it’s going too fast for you to follow. Manic laughter bubbles in your chest and you squeeze your eyes shut, mouth split into a toothy grin, lowering your head and trying to hide the blush dusting your cheeks.
“Hey? Guys? What the fuck are you talking about?” He questions again.
“Honestly?” Charlie chimes, “No fucking clue. TikTok, I think. Ask Y/n.”
You can’t reply. You’re crying. You cover your face with your palms, muttering a soft oh my god before bursting into a full blow laugh, throwing your head back, the motion accidentally knocking your headphones off.
“Y/n.” Corpse calls you, “Fuck was that?”
You’re howling. Your stomach hurts. There are literal tears in your eyes. You think Charlie might be laughing too, but you can’t really tell over your loud screeching. Hastily fixing your headphones, you wipe away the tears stuck to your lower lashes, heaving, “S-Sorry, I-” You stutter, breaking into another fit of giggles. Corpse patiently waits you to calm down. Catching your breath, you start again with a sniffle, “TikTok, yeah.” You idly fix your hair, trying to bite down a smile, “It’s an audio.”
“What- What kind of videos are you watching?”
“The good kind.” Your reply is instant, merciless, “Also, why are you here? We’re having a BDA meeting, you know.”
“I-I...” He trails off, “I...I heard people talking and...I just came here to check it out, but...I’m regretting it.” There’s a lilt in his voice, and you know he doesn’t regret jack shit. You bet he’s smiling. You wish you could see it.
“Bitch, then leave!” You huff. You aren’t sure what is with him today, and you don’t want to stick around and find out - his playfulness makes your stomach flip at the most inappropriate times! Like when you’re trying to sound threatening. You must retreat posthaste, “No, wait, I’ll do it for you.” You say, brushing past his character. Charlie follows after you.
“Dude, you’re so fucking lucky neither of us are the Impostor because you’d be deader than I’ve been feeling since I was 10.” Your favorite companion comments. Charlie is truly a modern wordsmith. You’re pretty sure you adore him, because you’re nodding your head, so quick to agree with him that even you’re surprised. 
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A meeting is called. You spare a glance at your fallen crew mates. They will be missed. Sean most of all, God, why does heaven always take the good ones?! The game feels emptier without him, even if you really only passed him once on your trek to Cafeteria with Charlie.
You may or may not have been avoiding him, afraid you’d accidentally say something horrible and he would hate you. It’s a silly fear, though a deep one. And with Charlie keeping you company, you had not uttered a single objectively  good, or even coherent, sentence. Your parents can’t watch this stream once it’s uploaded onto your Youtube channel. They know you’re barely keeping it together in most of your videos, but here, now? Yeah, no. Charlie is already hard to listen to on his own for sensitive viewers, and hearing you agree with literally everything he says with your own chaotic ideas? Your dad would stumble into an early grave.
Mom probably wouldn’t mind too much, but you’d have to explain your relationship status again. She is under the assumption that everyone you collab with is your significant other. You’d say it began with Sykkuno, though the exclamation of “Finally! My daughter isn’t pathetically single! We need to celebrate.” had started with Rae. Truly, a scandal.
Speaking of which, Sykkuno is gone, too, but you had time to mourn him already. You found his body roughly ten minutes ago; so torn with the fresh agony of heartbreak, you could not do anything else but cry. It was Charlie, bless his heart, that reported it.
“Someone killed Jack,” You say, voice dripping with venom, “court is now in session. I’m ready to vote the fucker out.”
People speak all at once. Toast roars over them, “ORDER! ODER IN COURT!” as he slams his hand onto his desk repeatedly. That seems to work, though briefly.
“I think it’s Y/n.” Corpse says. You stare at him, hand gripping your heart, mouth falling open in surprise.
flame him
corpse boutta be a corpse fr
beat his ass queen!!!!!
“Pardon my french,” You grumble, “but nani the fuck?!”
“It’s definitely Y/n, I found her and Charlie conspiring in Electrical. Surrealist experience of my fucking life, but it’s definitely her.”
“Dude, we’ve been over this,” Charlie sighs, shushing Rae who was about to comment something - knowing your luck, it was probably in favor of the man throwing you under the bus, “we would’ve snapped your fucking neck the moment you walked in. But we didn’t.”
“Yeah, we didn’t.” Corpse notes, “I said nothing about you, I’m just saying it’s definitely her. She probably didn’t kill in front of you because of your stupid alliance-”
“Someone sounds salty because he wasn’t invited.” Pokimane snickers.
“-or possibly she did tell you and you won’t betray her for the exact same reason.”
“That’s some big brain logic you pulled there, genius,” Charlie says, absolutely unimpressed, “sure you didn’t have an aneurysm trying to connect all of that together?”
“Well,” Rae pipes up, “Y/n and Charlie did say they will kill right before the game started. If you ask me, it’s not unbelievable. And Sykkuno was sorta on the shit list.”
“I’m writing down your name twice, Rachell.” You spit.
“Not helping your case at all, Y/n...” Dream worries, “And Rae makes a good point. Charlie and you have professed desire for murder. I’m just saying! It’s a bit suspicious, you know?”
The next words to leave Corpse’s lips sound incredibly smug, “See?” He drawls.  The pressure is getting to you - you don’t understand where this beguiling talent of his to convince literally everyone comes from, but it doesn’t inspire any confidence. Your fist suddenly feels incredibly lonely, so useless - oh, how you long to swing at him, “It’s definitely Y/n.”
“I dunno...” Toast mumbles.
“It’s Y/n.”
“Corpse-” You try, but he's ignoring you - shocker, as if he hadn’t been doing that from the very start of this stupid game - and chanting your name like it’s a fucking mantra or something, a smile in his voice, knowing, relishing in the fact that he’s grating on your nerves, “FIRST OF ALL,” You scream into the mic, successfully cutting him off; catching your breath, you exhale, and continue, calmly, lowly,  “get my pretty name out of your mouth.” 
There’s a pause full of tense silence. 
Then, there’s a sound, seemingly stuck in the back of his throat, “...O-Oh...?”
“Second of all,” You continue, words like honey dipped in arsenic, “This is the clearest smear campaign I have ever witnessed. By how hard you’re trying to frame me for fuck knows what reason, I’m led to believe it’s you that killed them. You’re the Impostor.”
“Corpse wouldn’t kill Sykkuno, though.” Rae comments, skeptical.
“Then the other Impostor did it.” You counter.
“Maybe you’re both Impostors.” Pokimane chirps.
“Y/n would never betray the Big Dick Alliance like that.” Charlie states.
You grin, “Charlie, I literally love you.” 
“Wait hold up now,” Corpse seems to get his bearings together, “what’s this about love I’m hearing?”
“I have none for you, dick.” You snap, flipping him off. Your chat cheers. While he can’t see it, you hope he senses it through the screen, “I officially hate you.”
“No, wait-”
“Boo, Corpse, you suck.” Toast laughs.
“Y/n, please-”
“Let’s all vote for Corpse Husband, okay?” You say it like it’s his full official name with an encouraging smile and multiple soft nods. Sykkuno can’t be here to nod, so you’ll do it for him. You eye the rapidly decreasing timer before clicking on Corpse’s figure and voting for him. The VOTED icon instantly pops up beside your adorable astronaut.
“Baby, I-” It slips past his lips so easily, as if he’s not even thinking about it, like it’s only natural to call you that and a spike of anxiety shoots up, making you glare. It’s only halfhearted. You try your best to ignore the rapid and uncoordinated pulses of your heart. Replace unwanted feelings with anger and hate - works like a charm, every time.
“You are not allowed to call me that.” You hiss. The chat spams snake emojis. 
“Wait-” Bretman chimes, “Hold up, y’all, slow down a minute. Why does Corpse never call me baby?”
“Yeah!” Pokimane agrees, “I want to be baby, too!”
Pokimane may not have been called baby, but you just single-handedly decided her nickname for her - Target 4. Welcome to the shit list, she is officially your public enemy number 1. You aren’t sure why the thought of Corpse ever referring to anyone else as baby makes you sick to your stomach (you actually do know why, but brain no think at the moment), but you wish this whole conversation never happened. You don’t like it.
20 seconds left. More VOTED icons appear by your friends. Corpse is the last one to cast his ballot at, you assume, you, as the rest wait for his quick explanation before everyone (or not) returns to the game, “...Because she’s my baby.”
Goodbye. Life had been sweet, and there was sorrow, though the amount of embarrassment you feel now is worse than when the internet found your cringe worthy high school pictures on your mom’s Facebook. It’s a mixture of dread and excitement - the pleasure of being noticed, cherished even, though anxious from vulnerability. Someone is screaming a very prolonged “WHAAAAT?!”, or maybe multiple people are, you aren’t sure, your ears start to hurt from the loud, conflicting cacophony of voices as you stare blankly at the screen. You received two votes, just like Corpse, Charlie got one, the rest skipped. With no one flung out, you all find yourself back in Cafeteria again.
Baby. My baby? My baby. My baby. The sentence is playing ping-pong in your mind, reverberating louder each time. You’re actually speechless for the first time in your life; your chest hurts, your heart beating so fast your hands start shaking. Had he meant it? Or was this a some joke? Was he trying to get a rise out of you again? You might just go insane from so many questions. My baby. Holy shit, this is a heart attack, this is what a heart attack feels like, dear God, you figured you at least had ten years before you get one!
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First round ends with IMPOSTORS raining victorious. Your sixth sense had been working wonders since, true to you previous estimate, it had been Corpse. His companion was Pokimane. For absolutely no reason what’s so ever, you change her name once more from Target 4 to Target 1. Normally, you’re all for girls supporting girls. Men don’t deserve anything, really, but now you’re so flustered and still reeling from what you are 80% sure was cardiac arrest that you genuinely don’t care about your established morals.
Round two starts without much deliberation. You get CREW MATE again; the game must sense your growing bloodlust, making sure that once you do get IMPOSTOR, you will not hold back. True power is granted to those who are ready and strong enough to wield it. You wait for your moment with bated breath.
Charlie is taken from you too early. The two of you were once again caught in a discussion - God knows about what, Minecraft, hentai, oh! your server! - as you tried to card swipe for the umpteenth time. The lights blew out and you just knew one of you was getting murdered there and then. Charlie’s voice abruptly cut off, and you think a part of you died with him.
It’s a cold meeting; with your new best friend being the first to go, everyone decides to skip. You proclaim you seek vengeance. When the meeting comes to an end, Sykkuno is the first to offer his condolences.
“I’m sorry, Y/n.” He says, and while he’s not in Brooklyn, you somehow feel him patting your back. You feign a sniffle.
“There’s nothing to apologize for...” You murmur sadly, “Unless...” Your voice turns sharp as the knife that was surely twisted into Charlie’s back, “It was you?”
“NO!” He exclaims, “I would never-you gotta believe me! I would never kill him. I know he’s important to you. I wouldn’t do that, I swear.”
“He was like a brother to me.” You admit, solemn, “Charlie, if you’re haunting me right now, know I will avenge you. I will not let this go.”
Sykkuno hums, circling around you, “Hey, I have a task in Greenhouse. Would you, uh--Would like to, uhm, join me?” Despite the shaky start, he finishes on a firm, pleasant note. He’s trying to cheer you up. Having lost your closest friend, he’s offering you his company. You accept with a soft smile and a cute “Yes, please!” and he releases an airy little laugh. The two of you make your way to your favorite place in map MIRA.
It’s difficult to stay sad for long when Sykkuno’s so sweet; the atmosphere of the Greenhouse is strangely calming; your problems seem to be left behind the shut doors. If you tried hard enough, you could imagine being in an actual Greenhouse - the warm, damp air clinging to your skin, the unmistakable smell of earth and vegetation, the pleasant silence broken only by yours and his hushed voices and clumsy footsteps.
The two of you are talking. Mainly about your choice of attire. Cat first, Sykkuno ponders aloud, doing his task as you watch the plants grow, now bunny, what’s next? You affirm that you will most likely dress up in cow-print next, or as an adorable sheep. He laughs, admitting you’ll look good in anything before he trails off. His awkwardness is really endearing. 
“Or!” You chirp happily, content with being locked away with him for the whole game. The idea must be playing in his mind, too, because he seems in no rush to leave, “I could, like, dress as someone from My Hero Academia. I watched the stream you did with Stella, the one where she made you look like Todoroki. It was really cute. You were really cute.”
“Oh, uhm-well, uh, thank you, thanks, I, uhm-” He clears his throat, and despite his stutter, you hear the smile in his voice, “I-I think you’d look better, though. Not as Todoroki. Or, probably as Todoroki, too. But, uhm, what character are you thinking about?”
“Maybe Momo?”
“Momo!” He yeps, “Momo is good. Yeah, she’s great. You’ll-uhm-you’ll look amazing. Really. Momo is awesome. Very pretty. Just like you.”
You are blushing. A stupid, toothy grin makes your cheeks hurt. Your eyes flicker to the chat, but again, it’s going wild. Giggling, you thank him for his sweet words, so giddy it’s honestly embarrassing. Why can’t you stop smiling? This is incriminating. You hide your lips behind your palm.
“...What’s this?” Corpse question. You had failed to note his sudden appearance, too busy gushing. “Am I interrupting?”
“Hey, Corpse!” Sykkuno greets. For someone so awkward and shy, he sure is good at hiding it when he wants to. Perhaps it’s all an act and you had been deviously tricked! Probably not, but you can’t help but narrow your eyes suspiciously, finally able to calm down. You definitely underestimated him, you just haven’t figured out how yet, “Not really! Y/n was sad Charlie died so I took her here.”
“You interrupted our date, dipshit.” You deadpan. 
“...Fuck you say?” Corpse dares, his voice low and somewhat menacing - for someone who exclusively portrays his emotions through only his voice, he’s incredibly hard to read. This is payback. Your love for wreaking havoc resurfaces suddenly. Serves him right for pulling all this ignoring shit at the start. Maybe you’ll make him say oh again.
Your sly smirk is promptly wiped. Fuck. He said oh, he literally said oh out loud. The Teruhashi fangirl in you is screaming. You had been so caught up in defending yourself you didn’t even register it at first. Alarmed, you look at the camera, then at the chat. First oh, then my baby. There’s no way he had been teasing you, and this proves it. Holy shit. You mouth the words “HE SAID OH!” for your audience only.
now she notices
snail pace baby we’ve been loosing our shit for the past hour 
corpse x y/n saikik au enemies to lovers 500k words slow burn im here for it
opening wattpad rn^
Your heart races in your chest - it might be considered an Olympic medalist at this point; flustered yet again, you wish you could cave into yourself. You should’ve brought your bright blue wig with you to Brooklyn. Turns out it would have been perfect for this stream. Yes, yes thinking about unnecessary details always works in distracting you from the butterflies throwing a fucking rave in your stomach. 
“I guess it is a date!” Sykkuno admits, “Kinda after a funeral, but still.”
Corpse hums. You’re still too stunned to say anything. The black astronaut with adorable cat ears approaches Sykkuno. 
“It’s not.” He states. Your mouth falls open in shock as your date, your companion, the Shoto to your Momo is murdered in cold blood right in front of you. His lifeless body, cut in half, lays on the tiles by the growing flowers, right beside you, “You didn’t see shit.”
“...I didn’t see shit.” Is all you can utter, breathless and terrified.
“Thaaaat’s fucking right, baby.” Corpse coos, “Now I’m gonna report it, and I’ll say we found Sykkuno together. Better stick close to me after the meeting, got it?”
If Sykkuno is Shoto, then Corpse is definitely Dabi. 
why is that kinda hot tho omg
didn’t know i needed dom corpse since now but i do
y/n looks like shes boutta throw up lmao 
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You follow him around like a lost puppy - because what else is left for you to do!? You’re helpless in this situation. He’s got you in the palm of his hand, successfully eliminating everyone you had previously interacted with. First it was Charlie, then Sykkuno, even Sean, who said hello in passing, was shot instantly. Real Sangwoo behavior. You almost want to scream warnings at everyone to not approach you. You cannot mourn another lost crew mate, you don’t think your conscience can take it. But words fail to form. You’re too weak. You fake cry to your audience. They’re quick to remind you to stop acting like a little bitch.
“Mean.” Is all you say, eyeing the comments.
“Hm?”
“Was talking to the roaches.”
“What are they saying?”
“That I should betray you.”
“...Better not.”
A shiver shoots up your spine and you half believe he will bust down your door and drag you into his basement for real. A nervous laugh slips past your lips, “I won’t, I won’t.” You reassure him, “Don’t worry, I’m sticking with you. I haven’t seen shit.”
“I like that you listen to me. You always this agreeable?”
“You’re kinda not giving me a choice right now.” You grumble, vending yourself a drink while he looms behind you, protecting you. From who?! Himself?!
“Oh my fucking God, finally,” Bretman exclaims, “girl, I’ve been running around the whole map trynna find someone, is everyone like, dead?”
You’re scared to reply. Corpse does it for you, “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, maybe? Not sure. Where have you been?”
“Oh you know,” Bretman grins, “doing tasks, talking shit, the usual. You two are not, like, Impostors right?”
You shoot a look at Corpse, but he obviously can’t see it. Biting your lip, you murmur, “Nope.”
“Just your regular crew mates doing regular crew mate things.” Corpse says, no, purrs. Because that’s not suspicious at all. You’d recommend Bretman to run, and not only because that sounded shady as fuck. But he seems to enjoy danger, or he just doesn’t care.
“Hmmmm, crew mates, sure. Miss girl Y/n,” He’s addressing you now; you smile anxiously, “How come every time I see you, you’re with a different man?! Like damn, leave some for the rest of us, for real!”
You like Bretman. You like his high-pitched whine and drawl. You would like him even more if not for the complex situation at hand. You fear for his life. Chewing at your bottom lip, you snicker, “Sorry, Bret. I can leave you Corpse if you want?”
He laughs, “Girl, I’d say yes so fucking quick, but I know he wouldn’t want that. Normally I wouldn’t care, but y’all are such a cute couple it’s making me not want to be a shady motherfucking bitch. Changing my ways, embracing the lord. Love it.”
 Corpse doesn’t correct him that you are, in fact, not dating. His lack of reaction unnerves you slightly. Does he...? No! No think! Only exist! You catch that train of thought and steer it away from forbidden territory. Looks like it’s up to you to clear the air, and that is exactly what you do after trying to swallow down the lump in your throat, “Uh, we’re not together, actually. We’re just really good friends.”
“Bitch, then move over,” Bretman says snappily,”go like, back to your other boyfriends. Or find another one. I think I saw Dream near Navigation.”
“Near Navigation, huh?” Corpse hums thoughtfully. It’s a subtle warning, but you catch it. Yeah, even if you try running, Dream’s going to join your other ‘boyfriends’ in the afterlife. Granted, killing someone by just talking with them is kind of cool. Or maybe Stockholm Syndrome is finally kicking in, “Bret, the thing is, Y/n’s scared of dying, so she asked me to stay with her.”
It’s disturbing how good at lying he is. It is also really really attractive, as bizarre as that is.
y/n stop being in a toxic relationship with corpse challenge
making fanart of this omg her face
its the blushing for me girl get your head outta the gutter!
^she cant, it lives there
“Baby, you’re gonna fucking die if you stick with her,” Bretman points out, “have you noticed the mortality rate of her partners? Rest in peace, daddy.”
“He’s right, you know.” You mutter, dramatically looking to the side, “I’m no good, Corpse.”
“Not leaving you, end of discussion. Bretman, join us?” Corpse offers, catching you by surprise. He might still be lying, though. Creating a false sense of security before eliminating Bretman. Probably would laugh while doing it, too. Wow, he truly is evil.
Turns out he doesn’t have to do any of that, because when Dream strolls into Cafeteria, he kills Bretman instead. The two Impostors are finally revealed. You promised not to snitch on Corpse, but you didn’t say shit about not exposing Dream. You press the REPORT button and say just that: “Dream just murdered Bret right in front of me and Corpse.”
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The last meeting is called. Dream had been voted out with the help of Corpse, and now only you, he, and Rae remain.
“Baby, you know what to do.”
The VOTED icon pops up beside Corpse’s astronaut. Rae wheezes, “No! Y/n, it’s not me, you gotta believe me, I swear it’s not me!”
“...I really don’t know,” You murmur, “I’ve been with Corpse a lot, and...Rae, I’m not sure...”
“Please! I swear it on my Kagayama cardboard cut out, I’m not the Impostor, please! You know me, I’d never lie to you like this.”
“She’s definitely lying.” Corpse says, sounding pleased.
“Don’t listen to him! Remember, during the first round, when he tried to convince us that you were the Impostor? He’s doing the same shit to me!”
“I also remember you agreeing with him.” You remind her.
“I was stupid! Small dumb brain moment! He was using us to win! He’s using you right now!” She votes, “Please, Y/n, make the right choice.”
You’re silent for a moment.
“I’m gonna...I’m gonna vote for who I think it is.” You lastly say.
A slow, lazy grin makes it’s way onto your lips, eyes gleaming mischievously. You had not forgotten your promise to your brother from another mother, you had not forgotten the pride of the BDA, you had not forgotten your beautiful friendship. Two miniature astronauts pop up by Corpse’s at the exact moment Rae screeches “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!”
“Fuck.” Is all Corpse says with a laugh.
The screen changes, informing of the first CREW MATE victory.
Your ears are assaulted with different voices as you appear in the lobby.
“Now that’s what I’m fucking talking about.” Charlie raves, “I swear to fucking God, Y/n, you even got me going for a second. Pulled some 1000 IQ shit right there. It was fucking amazing. Best back stabbing I’ve seen in a while, and I’ve seen a lot.”
“That was absolutely fantastic, Y/n.” Sean applauds, “I really thought you joined Corpse like some crew mate accomplice or something. Can’t believe you switched on him at the last second.”
“That’s my wifey!” Rae cheers, strolling to you, “Love you, mwah.”
“Hey, Corpse,” Charlie calls him, “How does it feel to be a fucking loser?”
“I’m surprisingly fine with it.”
yeah he would be lmao
mom is the best snake ever i love you sm y/n
rae and y/n’s friendship....the feeeeeels
As the rest sing your praises for another solid minute or two, the third round begins. CREW MATE again. Though, just because you’re stuck as an underpaid worker in a dying spaceship, it doesn’t mean you’re innocent. Your last round proved that quite well. You can’t help but silently snicker.
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TAGLIST IS CLOSED!
tags (in italics is those i couldn’t tag! make sure all’s ok w your settings!) : @littlebabysandboxburritos - @fairywriter-oracle - @tsukishimawh0re - @ofstarsanddreams - @bbecc-a - @annshit - @leahh19 - @letsloveimagines - @bellomi-clarke - @wineandionysus - @guiltydols - @onephootinfrontoftheother - @liamakorn - @thirstyfangirl - @lilysdaydreams - @pan-ini - @mxqicshxp - @tanchosanke - @yoshinorecommends - @flightsandfantasy - @liljennyx3 - @bingusmode - @unknown-and-invisible - @sinister-sleep - @fivedicksinatrenchcoat - @mercury--moon - @peterparkerspjsuit - @unstableye - @simonsbluee - @shinyshimaagain - @ppopty - @siriuslystupid - @crapimahuman - @ofthedewthesunlight - @mythicalamphitrite - @artsyally - @corpsesimpp - @corpsewhitetee - @corpse-husbandsimp - @hyp-oh-critical - @roses-and-grasses - @rhyrhy462 - @sparklylandflaplawyer - @charbkgo - @airwaveee - @creativedogs - @kaitlyn2907 - @loxbbg - @afuckingunicornn - @fleurmoon - @yeolliedokai
more tags are in the comments bcs tumblr only allows me to tag 50 people max 💙
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storiesforallfandoms · 5 months ago
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hand delivered ~ corpse husband
word count: 1498
request?: no
description: in which he surprises her with a visit, and she surprises him with something else
pairing: corpse x female!reader
warnings: swearing
masterlist (one, two)
i was inspired by corpse hand delivering sykkuno’s hoodie so i had to write a hella fluffy imagine on it
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“I swear to God Rae!” you exclaimed as Rae giggled at her actions.
The two of you were streaming GTA V together at Rae had taken an amusement to stealing cars and driving them towards you, narrowly avoiding killing you every time. For obvious reasons, this wasn’t exactly keeping you under the radar of the cops. Quite the opposite, actually. You were spending most of your time running from both Rae and the cops.
“We’re never gonna make any money at this rate,” you told her. “We’re gonna spend it all on bail fees.”
“Don’t be so dramatic!” Rae argued. “Just jump in, we’ll go to the next job.”
“I can’t jump in when you’re trying to run me over!”
Rae giggled again as your chat joked about what she was doing to you. You rolled your eyes at everyone, but you couldn’t stop the smile that was on your face.
Before you could jump into the car that Rae had recently stolen, you heard a knock at your door. You paused a moment, confused. You weren’t expecting anyone, and you hadn’t ordered any take out or anything. You decided to ignore it, figuring maybe it was a wrong place or something and if no one answered they’d leave. But the knock came again, this time a bit louder and faster.
“Hey, don’t get us killed, I gotta go AFK for a second,” you told Rae. You heard just a piece of her response as you set your headphone aside and made your way to your front door.
You were looking down when you opened the door, prepared to tell whoever was there that they were at the wrong house, but instead your gaze landed on a pair of familiar hands holding a black and red hoodie, folded in a way that all you could see was the familiar fanart of Corpse Husband.
Against your better judgement, you let your eyes trail up to the face of your visitor, the real life version of the face on the hoodie, smiling down at you. Your eyes widened. It was the first time you had ever seen Corpse’s face, and it felt illegal to be standing here looking at him. You quickly covered your eyes, willing yourself to forget what you had saw.
“(Y/N),” Corpse laughed. “You don’t have to cover your eyes.”
“I saw your face!” you said. “I-I saw your actual face! I have to gouge my eyes out or something!”
You felt his cold hands taking hold of your own, lowering them from your eyes so you could look up at him again. Although you tried to stop yourself, you let your eyes wander over his face, taking in every detail. It occurred to you in that moment that this was the first time you were seeing the face of a man you had been crushing on for the past six months.
“Come in,” you said, realizing that he was still just standing outside. “Come, get comfortable. I’m-I’m streaming, I’ll be right back.”
“You don’t have to end your stream early because of me.”
That voice! It comes from an actual person! A real, living person!
“You really think I’ll be able to return to my stream for another few hours while you’re here?” you questioned. “It’s fine, it’s just GTA with Rae. She’ll probably play with Sykkuno instead when I get off.”
You felt like you were in a daze as you returned to your room. You quickly told Rae you were hopping off stream and you’d explain to her - and to your viewers - why later on. Your chat started asking what was wrong, but you ended the stream before responding.
When you returned to your living room, you saw the back of Corpse’s curly, brown haired head sitting on your couch. Your heart was racing with so many different emotions. You couldn’t believe he was actually here, that the voice you had befriended nearly half a year ago was actually sat in your house.
“Wait a second,” you said, realizing something. “Don’t you live like...five hours away? Corpse, did you drive five hours to come visit me?”
He looked up at you and shrugged. “Yeah, so?”
“So?! Corpse, you have nerve issues! You can’t even sit straight for ten minutes!” You were suddenly starting to feel guilty, although obviously you hadn’t asked Corpse to come visit you.
“I’m fine!” he assured you. “Do I look like I’m in pain? I wanted to come give you your merch, and I figured this would be a nice surprise too!”
You went to sit next to him, your heart beating faster the closer you got to him. You were sure this was just a dream and you’d wake up in bed at any moment. To test your theory, you slowly inched your finger forward to softly poke Corpse’s cheek. He chuckled as you jumped back, shocked by the success of your touch.
“You’re real!” you blurted, causing more laughter.
“I am real. Are you surprised?”
“Just a little,” you admitted.
You both sat in silence, just looking at one another. You weren’t really sure what to say. It was like every possible topic you could bring up, or every joke you could make, was suddenly gone. It was obvious Corpse was feeling the same as he was usually the one who could keep a conversation going.
“Try on your hoodie,” he finally said, passing you the hoodie he was still holding to you. You took it excitedly and slipped it on over your head. The warm material engulfed you immediately. It was definitely a few sizes too big, but that was your favorite part - the bagginess of it.
“It’s perfect,” you told him. “Thank you so much for bringing it to me.”
“I told you I would. I really wanted you to have at least one article of my merch. You were so excited for it when I released it.”
You held the hoodie close to your nose, taking in the scent of Corpse that still lingered on it. There was so much happiness bubbling up inside of you that you felt like you were going to burst at any moment. You really did not think things could get any better.
“Can I hug you?” you asked.
Corpse smiled and opened his arms as a response. You immediately lunged into them, wrapping your arms around him and hugging him tightly. It was the last confirmation you needed that this was all real, that Corpse was really there.
The hug was prolonged and eventually Corpse was pulling you into his lap, squeezing you back as if afraid that you would disappear too. You rested your head against his shoulder, feeling his curly locks brush against your face. You never wanted to let go, and you could tell that Corpse felt the same way.
When you finally pulled away from the hug, you looked down into Corpse’s eyes. His hands were still resting on your hips, and yours were on his shoulders. Before you could stop yourself, you were leaning forward to kiss him. The minute your lips collided, it was like someone had set off fireworks inside your small apartment.
You pulled away almost immediately, realizing what you had done. “I-I’m sorry. That-that wasn’t right of me. I’m sorry.”
There was a small smile on Corpse’s face as his hands came up to cup your face and pulled you to him, attaching his lips to yours again.
Just when I thought today couldn’t get any better.
Forgetting the world around you, you became lost in one another. Your arms were back around Corpse’s neck, holding on to him as if you were afraid he’d disappear if you let go. One of his hands was still on your cheek as the other slipped behind your head, your hair tangling around his fingers. There was so much passion in the kiss that it made your head spin, and when the two of you finally pulled away it felt like your head was spinning.
“You don’t have to apologize,” Corpse told you. “I may have been hoping something like this would happen when I got here.”
“What?” you questioned. “Why did you never tell me how you were feeling?”
“I could ask you the same thing,” Corpse teased. “I was always flirting with you, I had hoped you’d get the message.”
“Corpse, you flirt with everyone!”
The two of you laughed. You couldn’t help but dip your head to kiss him once more. His lips were intoxicating, and you just wanted to kiss them all the time.
“How long were you planning on staying?” you asked.
“I don’t know. I was going to see how well this visit went and go from there.”
You giggled and cuddled into Corpse’s arms. “Well, you’re welcome to stay as long as you want. I think I’ll have a hard time letting you go now, though.”
“I think I’ll have a hard time leaving.”
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letsloveimagines · 10 months ago
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Title: A friend that is a girl
Pairing: Corpse Husband x female!reader
Requested by: @melmachh
Request: Request about Corpse and fem!reader where they are just chilling on a call and reader is like, kinda being flirted by idk dream or felix (can be anyone) but they are clearly friends and then corpse gets like suuuper jealous and protective and starts calling reader pet names and then something like "y'know she's my girl, as in my girlfriend, right?" and everyone is just "😀what" and reader is "are we doing this rn 😌?"
Word Count: 1903
Warnings: a little swearing but mostly fluff
Note: The images doesn’t belong to me, all the credits go to the respective creators. I only made the collage. Also, I will not make anything to make Corpse uncomfortable, if he ends saying he doesn’t like fanfiction about him, I will delete this.
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"We need another player." Exclaimed Rae while texting all her contacts to see if anyone was available. "Nobody is answering me, however."
"I don't have anyone either." Felix said.
"Same here."
"My friends are all busy."
Corpse cleared his throat, trying to clear his voice and make himself heard among so many people. "I think I can see if Y/N wants to join us..."
"Oh yeah! It’s been a while since we played with her. ”
"Isn't she busy?" Sykkuno asked.
Corpse hummed thoughtfully, drumming his fingers on the wood of the desk, and grabbing his phone checking the time, and checking to see if he had any messages from Y/N, which he didn't. “The last time I saw her she was in the living room watching Stranger Things again, but I will try to convince her. Wait a little.”
He silenced the microphone, took off his headphones still being able to listen to the background noise of his friends talking at the same time, got up from his gaming chair and left his recording room, crossing the hall.
When he got to the living room, Y/N was half lying and half sitting on the couch, with a soft blanket over her legs and hugging a pillow on the verge of tears.
"Why do I do this to myself?" She questioned sadly when she saw him approaching. "I thought Billy's death wasn't going to affect me again! He was an idiot but he grew on me! It's the last time I rewatch this show, I won't go through this again."
Corpse couldn't control himself, dissolving into deep laughter when he gave her a long and tender kiss on the lips, which she sighed contentedly. He played with her hair, watching her close her eyes in appreciation and smiling softly at him.
"We need another player, Lily had to leave… come and play with me."
"Baby…" Y/N whined trying to look at the TV when she moved away from him, leaning back on the couch again. Corpse placed himself in front of the screen preventing her from seeing the screen, and as much as she tried to push him away, he did not move. "I was going to watch Vikings next."
"Please, babe…" Corpse pleaded with the saddest expression he could, giving her kisses on the right cheek. "I miss playing with you, come on. I promise that I will make a pause, and we can watch what you want when  we're done."
"Even if it's Game of Thrones again?" She asked with a malicious gleam in her eyes.
Corpse paused, pressing his lips together and frowning in confusion: “Again? How many times have you watched that fucking show?”
"One or two times." Y/N responded vaguely, trying to finish watching the episode. Seeing Corpse's incredulous look, however, she gave up. "Well... five times, maybe."
"Every season?"
"All seven of them." She exclaimed, making her boyfriend laugh knowing how much she hated the eighth season of Game of Thrones, preferring to pretend that it didn't even exist.
Corpse sat beside her, playing with the knuckles of her right hand, pulling her hair away and giving her sweet little kisses on the skin of her neck making her laugh.
She knew this was just one of his many attempts to get her to agree. "Are you streaming?"
"No, but most of the others are."
"You know I'm awful in Among Us." She complained.
"It doesn't matter." Corpse said, pulling her closer to him.
"I'm going to have to play on my phone, I don't feel like going to get my laptop from our bedroom." She spoke at last, but at the same time trying to make him change his mind.
"No problem." Corpse guaranteed.
Y/N sighed affectionately, paused the episode and kissed Corpse once more, looking him in his brown eyes and admiring his mess of curls. "Let's go then."
Corpse gave her a bright smile and pulled her into the recording room. He gave her the cat-ear headphones he had kept in a desk drawer (the headphones had been a gift from him when Y/N started playing with them sometimes, even though she wasn't a gamer), and watched her sit on the small black pouf nearby.
"She is going to play." Corpse warned when he sat down again and activated the microphone.
"Good!"
"Awesome."
There was a small characteristic sound of someone joining the call, the circle with the picture of Emily from the movie Corpse Bride appeared and Y/N exclaimed, "Hi guys!"
"Y/N, I missed you." Rae said excitedly.
"Oh, so did I." The girl replied as she went to the laptop on the left counter, and placed the small crown on the head of her white avatar.
Felix interrupted, apologizing: "I pressed start unintentionally guys, get ready."
"We will talk more later, Y/N." Poki ensured at the very moment the game started, everyone silenced the microphone and went on their way.
Corpse's desk was in a corner of the room, near a window that was almost always closed. Corpse leaned slightly to the right, craning his neck as far as he could while looking at his girlfriend's cell phone, trying to decipher whether she was the imposter or not. When she saw him, she gave an indignant cry hiding the object from his sight, while the young man tried to look as innocent as he could.
"Don't try to look, you cheater." She said laughing as Corpse offered her a smirk, and put on the eye patch he had forgotten. "You are lucky that I can’t see your screen from here, or else I would do the same to you."
Corpse's little black avatar approached Y/N’s, giving her a kiss and quickly running away while he winked at the girl who was looking at him lovingly. "My queen."
The lights were turned off, Y/N being quick to get out of the reactor and enter the electrical accompanied by Sykkuno who turned the lights on again. The girl searched the room, and fortunately she did not find any bodies cut in half waiting for her in the dark.
Sykkuno's little avatar danced around her, and Y/N accompanied him to the medbay where she saw him stand for a few seconds on top of the scan machine. Thinking he was safe, she danced too and left him to go complete her tasks.
She was now in the administration swiping the card at the central table when a distinctive sound was heard, and the huge red signal appeared on the screen with a green avatar pressing the emergency button.
Surprisingly, no one had died yet.
"Uh, Y/N?" Sykkuno spoke sheepishly.
The woman's eyebrows shot up in confusion when she unmuted the microphone, and exchanged a look with Corpse who was already looking at her.
"Yes? I didn't do anything! I went to turn on the lights with you, I saw you doing a scan so I went to the admin to do the card task."
"I know, I'm not doubting you."
"Oh, so why did you call the meeting?" She asked, unsure.
"How are you?" He asked in an extremely youthful and innocent voice.
"I'm fine and you?" 
"I’m good as well."
 The other people got together quickly without understanding anything.
"Did you call a meeting just to ask her how she's doing?" Rae exclaimed, confused.
"Yes."
"Oh my god, skip guys!"
One by one they were skipping while Sykkuno said: "Hey! I understand that it may seem suspicious, but she doesn't play with us often and we didn't even ask her how she was because Felix started the game immediately as soon as she entered."
"That’s sweet." Y/N commented touched by having such good friends.
Sykkuno laughed. "I will be your bodyguard in this round, wherever you go I will go and nobody will kill you."
Corpse who was the one who still had to skip, stopped and said quietly: "Sykkuno?"
"Yeah?"
"You understand that she already has me to protect her, right?"
"Well Corpse, the last time that I saw you, you were alone on the other side of the map and left her unprotected."
"She is my girl, I am the one who has to protect her." The amusement was in the deep voice of the curly-haired boy.
"WHAT?" Everyone shouted at the same time, but the count dropped quickly and the meeting ended.
Laughing, Y/N went down from the cafeteria to the administration quickly accompanied by Sykkuno and Corpse, one on each side of her white character. She went to the table to try to do her task once and for all, when again a meeting was called, this time by Pewds.
"Can you let me finish swiping the card, please?" Y/N questioned indignantly.
"Did anyone else hear what I heard?!" Felix practically shouted.
"What just happened?" Sean joined screaming.
"She's your what?" Rae sounded shocked.
"She’s my girl?" Corpse repeated extremely confusedly, moving away from the desk hitting his knee with his hand and indicating Y/N to approach, which she was quick to do. With the cell phone in hand and the cute cat-ear headphones, Y/N kissed him on the lips and sat on his lap (Corpse peeking at her phone and being able to see that she was not really an imposter).
"You little cheater." She laughed, pinching one of his cheeks and kissing the other.
"She’s your girl?" Poki spoke slowly.
"Guys, what's the problem?" Y/N couldn't understand it, and Corpse didn't understand it either.
"The problem is that I don't understand what he meant here."
"That she is my girlfriend, what else should it mean?" Corpse exclaimed loudly, placing one hand on her waist and the other tickling her belly.
"I think I'm dreaming. I entered the Twilight zone by mistake and didn't notice?" Sean wondered.
Felix commented, "I'm literally pinching myself right now."
Y/N's facial expression showed confusion and bewilderment. "You didn’t know?"
"NO!"
"I told you before." Corpse was quick to assert.
"You said she was your roommate." Toast refuted.
"I said that she was my girlfriend who lives with me."
"No…" Sykkuno interrupted innocently. "You said she was your girl friend."
"Yes… like a friend that is a girl." Rae continued.
Y/N and Corpse exchanged a stunned look, with strange expressions on their faces for a long and silent moment... Until they dissolved into so much laughter that it was even difficult to breathe. Corpse slammed a hand on the desk, while Y/N laughed so hard that her phone slipped out of her hand and would have fallen to the floor if her boyfriend wasn't quick to pick it up.
"Are we really doing this right now? I can't believe you!" She exclaimed through their laughter.
The couple took a deep and calming breath, Y/N leaning completely against Corpse's chest as he laughed calmly through her hair, kissing her ear affectionately.
"I am outraged!" Poki said.
"I've never been more shocked in my life!" Rae was quick to scream.
"Well… Uh, I'm so happy for you guys. I think I want you both to protect me then, I guess." Sykkuno commented, and they could almost visualize the sincere smile on his face.
And with another exchange of glances the couple had another attack of laughter, amid the angry screams of their friends.
                                                         ♦⋅☆⋅♦
Tag List: @breathygasps​ @unicornblood4ever  @mintchip17  @jay-jay-love
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corpseglider · 10 months ago
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pairing .. corpse x youtuber!reader (gn)
summary .. two faceless youtubers betting the looks of their appearance
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"What if I just..” Your voice trailed on, the volume being monotone from the boredom you were facing. You’d been streaming for hours now, trying your best in countless games, winning and losing some.
The time seemed to move at snail speed, the energy having died down in the last hour or two. All you wanted was a little pick-me-up to get the gang going again.
“What if I sent a picture of my face to one of you guys?”
You surprised yourself with your suggestion, wondering if this was a good idea or not, before deciding that you could trust these people. After all, they were your friends and they knew how important a face reveal was to a faceless youtuber.
“Are you sure, Y/N?” Rae asked, worried for your privacy. “That seems like kind of a big deal, we don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”
You spoke into the mic, reassuring them of your decision. “It’s alright, guys.” You ran your little character in circles around the three crates. “I trust you.”
As you finished responding to Rae, an idea popped into your head. A genius idea that would for sure get the group excited. “What if we all played hide and seek, and I was the seeker?”
“And whoever I find last gets a selfie from your’s truly?”
Everyone laughed, gaining interest in your little bet. They all thrived on competition no matter what the prize was, the idea of your face was nothing in comparison to the idea of victory.
“You’re positive about this, Y/N?” You hear Corpse ask right as the timer began to count down from ten. A blush formed on your cheeks, hearing his concern for you.
You unmuted your mic, having turned it off in preparation for the round. “Thanks for worrying, but yeah I am.” 
With that, the round began, you luckily gaining the role of Imposter on the first try. You vented in front of everyone in the cafeteria, turned lights off, and waited as they all ran in opposite directions.
You took a minute to recite the sixty seconds in your head, giving them plenty of time to find a good hiding spot or a strategic position. You looped around the cafeteria in a large circle, immediately finding Felix in the corner.
“I don’t understand him sometimes.” You laughed, expressing your complete and utter confusion to your viewers. “You know what, that’s kind of funny. We’ll let him live for now.”
You ran around Felix twice, letting him know that you were sparing his life and exited the cafeteria, running into an empty admin room.
Sighing, you then made your way to storage, seeing little leftovers of a white game tag underneath the pile of boxes. Clicking your kill button, you ended them, not even knowing who it was.
The game continued on, you sparsely finding your friends here and there, killing them as you ventured throughout the dark spaceship.
At this point, you assumed that there were about two or three people left alive. Sean, Charlie, and Corpse were your best guesses. The three of them were absolutely amazing at the game.
However, you soon spotted Charlie in shields, hiding behind the large wall. His death was quick, surprising you as the Victory screen arose.
It was Corpse who had won your little game of hide and seek, the faceless man being proud of his little victory. “Guys, I was just standing in electrical the entire time and somehow no one went in there?”
“Are you serious?” You facepalmed, realizing your mistake. You hadn’t gone into electrical for the sole reason that that was where lights were. You’d completely forgotten about it.
Corpse laughed, most likely nodding his head in amusement at how bewildered you sounded. “Y/N!” Felix cooed, “I believe Corpse has a prize that he needs to collect!”
You rolled your eyes, pulling your phone out of the conjoined pocket of your sweatshirt. The camera flashed before your eyes as you took a quick selfie, sticking up your middle finger in the process.
You studied the photo for a second, deciding if it was worthy of your standards. Brushing away all of your doubts, you quickly found Corpse’s contact in your phone and sent him the photo.
The chat was blowing up in excitement for Corpse’s reaction, your friends clapping and cheering to see what would come next, while you sat in anxiety—worried if he wouldn’t like the way you looked.
“Oh wow.” You heard Corpse mumble into his mic. He went silent for a few more seconds before following up with a question. “Y/N is this really you?”
You frowned, thinking that your appearance wasn’t good enough in his eyes. “Yeah,” you shrugged, screaming at yourself internally. “That’s me, I know it’s not much.”
Corpse scoffed, pulling his mic closer to his mouth. “Are you kidding me?” He asked, directing his words to you and only you.
“You’re absolutely beautiful.”
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struggling-with-time · 10 months ago
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Can I have my sweater back? [Corpse x reader]
Paring: Corpse husband x Female!reader
Summary: “corpse and reader are like roommates (and are dating, but no one knows yet) and while they’re both streaming with the usual among us gang, they accidentally let it slip *insert tik tok audio* and everyone is like “wait what?” Requested by @julimelodi
Warnings: Soft!reader, meantion of virginity?
Words: 1k
A/N: Open for requests
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“Y/N! HI!” Seans voice blasts through your headset as you join the discord call.
“Hey Sean.” Your soft voice replies. You quickly get your stream started and greets the early birds to your stream. Your favourite parts of streaming is always in the beginning and the end. You like interacting with your chat, and they enjoy listening to you answer their questions. As more people join you take a step back in the discord call. You’re not too much of a people person around loud noises, and they can be loud.
A couple of more minutes passes as you answer chat questions before some directs you in the discord call. “Y/N, where’s Corpse?” It was Felix.
You pull up the long sleeves from Corpses hoodie you stole. “He should be here soon, I can go check up on him. Be right back chat, I’ll just see if Corpse is getting ready too.”
You mute your microphone as you get up from your setup in your old room, and walks into your shared bedroom with Corpse. You’ve been roommates and stream partners for years. But this relationship is fairly new. Or fairly new in both of your standards, it’s been a good 5 months since Corpse officially asked you to be his girlfriend. It was over a bottle of wine in the middle of a movie. You kinda didn’t believe him until he asked you again over breakfast the next morning.
You softly knock on the bedroom door, and open it to step in. Corpse is in the middle of adjusting his microphone as you step in. “Hey…” Your soft voice greets him. The two of you opposites like day and night. Corpse is rough, edgy and scary. You’re everything cute, soft, and loveable.
He looks over at you. “The others are asking after you, I just wanted to check up everything was going okay in here.” You smile at him, as you cross the room and wrap your arms around him from behind.
“All good here babe, you can go back to your own, I’m joining now-“ Corpse turns around as you let go of him,”-Is that my sweater?”
You giggle as you bop his nose, “Just join we’re only waiting for you.” Corpse grins at you, before stealing a kiss, and joining the discord call.
“I heard you were missing me.” He says into the microphone. You stifle a laugh, as you walk out the door, making sure to close it after you, as to not create echo. You quickly get in your chair and back onto the call. Nobody seeing how you nearly tripped over the headset wire. There were pecks to being faceless.
“And I’m back again.” Your soft voice nearly drowns in the sea of voices greeting Corpse.
“Let’s get started!” Felix exclaims and a few seconds goes by as Crewmate shows up on your screen. You sigh in relief, not having the nerves to start out as impostor.
The game consists of you, Rae, Corpse, Sean, Felix, Sykkuno, Toast, Lily, GreaseBall and Michael Reeves.
You team up with Rae to do shields, and you watch over her as she does too. You’re on your way to Nav when a report comes up.
Felix is dead.
“I found the body in medbay. Sean was with me.” Sykkuno says.
“That’s true.” Sean says
“Did you see anyone nearby?” Corpse asks.
“No, they could’ve vented to cams or electrical.” Sean sighs.
“I can clear Corpse, we were over in admin.” Toast says.
“Me and Rae did shields.” You tell the rest, Rae hums
“I was with Michael and Grease.” Lily says.
“So no one sus?” Rae concludes.
“Let’s just skip.” Sean confirms.
Two more rounds pass by each with one kill and nobody being suspicious. You’re doing your last task in electrical with Rae, as Corpse and Toast went into the room, doing a quick double kill taking you and Rae down. You sigh as you become a ghost, you follow Corpse around now that all your tasks are done.
“I’m gonna haunt him for the rest of the game.” You murmur to your chat, as you float in circles around Corpse. The two of them went into Cams, right before Raes body gets reported by Grease.
“Y/N and Rae was dead in electrical.” Grease tells the rest of them. “Where were you?”
“I was in Nav.” Sykkuno says.
“I was on cams with Toast.” Corpse calmly answers.
“LIAR! I just walked out of cams and there was nobody nearby.” Sean yells into his mic. “You couldn’t possible come into cams without having passed me. You’ve had to vent in.”
“So Corpse and Toast?” Sykkuno asks.
“Definitely.” Sean replies as he votes, all their voting icons goes up. The only one not having votes being Corpse.
“I didn’t even get a chance to defend myself.” He grumbles, as the timer runs out and his astronaut floats across the screen. CORPSE was an Impostor.
“I didn’t get to live.” You poke back at him.
“Well for that comment I want my sweater.” Corpse jokes back.
“Then I want my virginity back.” It flies out your mouth before you realise what you just said.
“WOAH WOAH, keep it pg in here.” Felix jokes.
Both of your chats are blowing up with questions abouts what just happened, and if you’re a couple now.
“So um… We might have been together for a few months now.” Corpse tries to clear things up.
“This was not how I ever imagined this going.” You laugh at the situation.
Your chat racing to fast to be read by any human, as you rest your blushing head in your hands.
“Well now that the cat is out of the bag. Watch out simps, she’s mine.” Corpse warns his own stream.
You groan in response.
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thefanficmonster · 7 months ago
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Corpse Husband Masterlist
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⨀ - Angst  
* - Fluff
💝 - Valentine’s Day Special
1. Nervous *
2. Unlucky *
3. Falling Faceless *
4. You Call It A Mess, We Call It Baking *
5. Switchblade ⨀
6. Caring *
7. Lucky Me (Sequel to ‘Unlucky’) *
8. Power Couple *
9. Love For The Faceless *
10. Inky Memories ⨀ *
11. Just Two Sad Roommates ⨀ *
12. What’s It To You? ⨀ *
13. Tell Me It’s Not Too Late (Sequel to ‘Switchblade’) ⨀ *
14. An Impostor In Love (Sequel for ‘Love For The Faceless’) *
15. Unconditionally. Completely. Infinitely. *
16. Corpse’s Girl ⨀ *
17. When The World’s Unsteady *
18. There Are Two Cat Girls And One Impostor Among Us *
19. Broken Bottles And Broken Hearts ⨀
20. The Same Amount Of Fragile ⨀ *
21. I’m Gushing Aren’t I? *
22. Stole The Show *
23. Let Them Talk * ⨀
24. Peace Was Never An Option *
25. Miss You ⨀
26. The Cursed Tape (Experience ⨀)
27. The Pining Game *
28. Always Got Your Back *
29. A Little Childish *
30. Priorities *
31. I’m Right Here ⨀ *
32. Keep Your Eyes On Me ⨀ *
33. The Ruins We Call Homes ⨀
34. The Angelic Impostor *
35. Doodles *
36. The Audacity! (Sequel to ‘The Angelic Impostor’) *
37. Intimidating *
38. The Voice Of A Broken Heart ⨀
39. Stalker Alert *
40. Not Cool *
41. The Cliché Of All Clichés (Sequel to ‘Broken Bottles And Broken Hearts’) *
42. Locked In My Heart  ⨀
43. Perfect Plans * ⨀
44. Timid * ⨀
45. Lap Snuggles *
46. Dynamic Duo *
47. What You Fail To See ⨀ *
48. A Voice To Simp For *
49. Life Support *
50. Never Satisfied [Teaser] (Collab)
51. The Pain We Share ⨀ *
52. Thin Walls *
53. Silver Lining ⨀ *
54. Best Accidents *
55. Rap My Heart To Pieces *
56. #ONLYSIMPS (Sequel to ‘I’m Gushing Aren’t I?’) *
57. The Gloom’s Sunshine *
58. One Decision At A Time *
59. Duet Of Love (Sequel to: ‘One Decision At A Time’) *
60. Steal My Girl *
61. We Have Us * ⨀
62. Tattoos Together *
63. Fooled Me *
64. Lie Detector *
65. Never Satisfied [Chapter 2] (Collab)
66. Faces In Hiding  * ⨀
67. An Impostor Of My Word *
68. Smack Talk *
69. Hold My Earrings *
70. Champagne Problems ⨀
71. Wishful Thinking (Sequel to: ‘Intimidating’) *
72. A Hit On You (Assassin AU) *
73. Don’t Stand A Chance *
74. Flawless 💝 * ⨀
75. If Life Was A Movie 💝 *
76. So It’s A Yes? 💝 *
77. Brother’s Blessing 💝 * 
78. I’ll Drink To That *
79. Wouldn’t Be You *
80. Heart Eyes *
81. Laugh, I Dare You *
82. Highlight *
83. Worrier *
84. Stories In Songs *
85. Never Satisfied [Chapter 3] (Collab)
86. Over Walls And Fences *
87. Lie To Me (Sequel to: ‘Locked In My Heart’) ⨀ *
88. Friendly Fire *
89. A Little Jealousy *
90. In The Arms Of A Stranger *
91. Devilish *
92. Experimenting *
93. Cat Ears *
94. In Too Deep ⨀
95. Safety Blanket *
96. Doubtful * ⨀
97. My Menace *
98. It’s A Ship *
99. Ma Chérie *
100. Hung Up ⨀
101. Kitty’s Got Claws *
102. Hoodie Hogger *
103. Morning Smiles *
104. Badass Nonetheless *
105. Swear Or Die *
106. Ever The Optimist *
107. Not So Tough *
108. Five Hundred Miles ⨀
109. Grudges *
110. Thigh Guy *
111. Cat Bond *
112. The F Word *
113. Opinionated *
114. Never Without You ⨀
115. Hopeless Case *
116. Repeating History *
117. Weirdo *
118. Rough Days *
119. Tearstained Pillows ⨀
120. What’s Not To Like? *
121. Safe Embrace ⨀
122. A Little Bit Of Honesty ⨀
123. Blind World ⨀ *
124. A Pinch Of Effort *
125. And They Were Roommates *
126. Midnight Coffee *
127. Once Burnt ⨀ *
128. Never Satisfied [Chapter 4] (Collab)
129. No Hard Feelings *
130. Urban Legend *
131. Trouble *
132. No One’s Gotta Know *
133. Chaotic *
134. Tightrope *
135. Stealer, Schemer *
136. Helping Hand ⨀ * (Whole gang, platonic fic)
137. Exile (Sequel to: ‘Champagne Problems’) ⨀
138. Tripped Up (ft. Sykkuno) * ⨀
139. Double Trouble *
140. Saving Melody *
141. Movie Moment *
142. Good Aim (Sequel to: ‘A Hit On You’) *
143. Under Pressure *
144. Needy *
145. Superhero *
146. Rumors *
147. Corpse x Disabled!Reader Headcanons *
148. When Two Worlds Collide *
149. Darling *
150. Live A Little *
151. Never Satisfied [Chapter 5 - Filler Chapter with MASSIVE TW] (Collab)
152. Photographer *
153. Impulsive *
154. Proper Delinquents *
155. A Natural *
156. Real Smooth *
157. Convenient *
158. Ruining Lives *
159. Dream On *
160 Selective Hugger *
161. Gloomy Day * ⨀
162. I Like Your Friend *
163. No Telling 
164. Give You Hell *
165. Trust me, I know *
166. Never Forget *
167. Vibe Check *
168. Views And Likes * 
169. Schooled *
170. Simping Amplified *
171. It’s Only Fair *
172. Light And Dark *
173. Sleepless Nights *
174. Filterless ⨀ *
175. Take That! * ⨀
176. Make It Loud *
177. Private Investigator *
178. Oddities *
179. When You Put It Like That *
180. Never Satisfied [Chapter 6] (Collab)
181. Cheesy Route *
182. Breathing In (Sequel to: ‘In Too Deep’) ⨀ *
183. Faux Innocence *
184. Vampire Girls *
185. Corpse x Witchy!Reader Headcanons *
186. Caught Red-handed *
187. Friend Snatcher *
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fandomlit · 11 months ago
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requested by anon “Could you do a Corpse Husband where the reader is simping for him over call and everyone's making fun of them for it because they are very shy and quiet and overall kind of a gentle baby™ and they are all teasing the poor reader but corpse fuckin joins the call but no one notices and they keep teasing them about it and corPSE HEARS”
a/n i am once again apologizing for my inactivity
imagine fangirling over corpse husband’s voice
“-did you react when you first heard his voice?” was all corpse heard when he finally joined the among us call. he immediately knew the conversation was about him, and refrained from making his presence known.
you giggled. “uh.. did you guys see jason sulli’s reaction to corpse’s voice?” they all responded positively. “it was.. kinda like that, but internal.”
“butterflies in the ass and everything?” felix teased, his tone serious. 
everyone laughed and you laughed, “no! no, in the stomach.”
“sure..,” felix trailed skeptically.
“seriously,” you giggled, “the first time i heard his voice..” you trailed off softly and giggled to yourself.
“simp,” jack coughed.
just as jack finished speaking, corpse finally spoke, “well don’t stop now.” you froze. “what happened when you first heard my voice?”
everyone barely heard the sound of your head hitting your desk as they burst into hysterics. when you finally lifted your head, your face was bright red.
“continue, y/n,” corpse encouraged, leaning back in his chair with a smirk.
“uh..,” you squeaked, moving some of your hair out of your face. “nothing. i didn’t say anything. i’ve never spoken ever, and i never will.” you muted your mic and dropped your head again.
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cathedreal · 6 months ago
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jealous. [Corpse x Reader]
Corpse Husband x Reader (Any gender applies but there is a brief mention of wearing dresses so if that makes you uncomfy, see it as fem reader!)
Warnings: Mentions of insecurity
Word Count: 3.3K
Summary: While you’re too afraid to finally tell Corpse that you like him in a not friendship way, another streamer who seems to be Corpse’s match made in heaven joins an Among Us stream. To your annoyance, Corpse and the new streamer flirt to their heart’s content while you desperately try to keep yours from getting broken.
Author’s Note: 1) This has an happy ending! Don’t worry! 2) This got very very long. I don’t know if I should apologise or say you’re welcome so here is both.
------- You don’t get jealous often and that is a good thing, given that the person of your desire is famous and has loads of followers who want nothing more than to date him.
Corpse is often painfully unaware of how wanted he is among people, or maybe he did know and just denies it to himself, plays it down so he doesn’t have to think about it.
But you think about it, you think about it a lot. Sometimes, on the bad days, you would look through the photos he liked, the people on the images prettier than you are, or so you always figure. It’s difficult not only to see but place yourself among them too as a person who Corpse could possibly desire. It just wasn’t a possibility that existed in your mind.
Maybe this is what prohibits you from acting on the crush that you have developed over a couple of months of playing together. The innate fear of Corpse not thinking you are pretty enough often leaves you frozen and unable to get a word out, even if the timing is perfect. 
You don’t fit his preferred aesthetic after all, you like to wear softer looking clothes, linnen that flow softly around your body, pastel colours and comfortable t-shirts that are a little too big on you. It’s nothing like the chains and bold makeup, the fishnets and thighs clad in belts. 
“Good afternoon, Corpse,” you say sweetly when he comes online on Discord, joining the voice channel to prepare himself for Among Us. He wasn’t streaming yet, he always did that later than every other streamer and you keep quiet to let him concentrate on setting up the game after he greets you back.
When people speak of Corpse’s voice, it’s always in terms of how hot it sounds, how gravelly and rough it is. But to you, though you definitely think his voice is hot, how could you not, it sounds soothing too. His voice is almost like a spoken lullaby that helps you drift into sleep when you think you can’t again and you put on one of Corpse’s past streams to cope with the insomnia that plagued you sometimes.
“I haven’t spoken to you in a while, Y/N,” Corpse says, the voice you have been thinking about shaking you out of your thoughts. “Where have you been?”
You laugh softly, inching your character closer to Corpse’s. You almost boop your head against his but you refrain, afraid it would make things awkward which was the last thing you want.
“Busy studying, finals are hell,” you answer with a small shrug that Corpse couldn’t see anyways. Your voice is almost painfully neutral, anything to avoid signalling Corpse to the crush you bear for him.
You can’t risk the friendship the two of you have built in the months that you have been streaming together. You can’t bear thinking about the late-night conversations stopping or not having Corpse in your life anymore to play stupid phone games with, anything to hold his attention on you for a little bit longer. 
Corpse laughs and the sound travels through your entire body. Your heartbeat speeds up a little and you almost feel like everyone who is watching the stream can see plainly on your face what you are feeling in this moment, can hear your heart frantically trying to beat its way out of your chest. But the chat doesn’t look different from normal so you heave a relieved breath and tune in to listen to Corpse again.
“I don’t know how you do it,” he says, his voice soft and almost fond, proud if you searched more behind it but that is probably wishful thinking. “Studying and streaming? Most people have trouble consistently streaming alone.”
“When you do something you like, it doesn’t become work anymore, it’s just a hobby?” you say with a small smile. Streaming truly has become your hobby and you don’t mind spending multiple hours a day on streaming and editing the streams for your Youtube channel. You like playing games with your friends and you like making people happy with your content, which is streaming all in one.
“Very wise,” Corpse says with an audible smile before someone joins in who you haven’t seen before.
“Hi! I’m Alex, Rae invited me!” you hear, a sweet girl’s voice pouring out from your headphones. You introduce yourself amongst the others and quickly look up who you are talking to while everyone is getting ready to start.
Oh.
She is pretty, very pretty and the others catch onto that quickly too as you aren’t the only one who has pulled up her stream to take a look. She is dressed a lot like the girls in Corpse’s Twitter likes are and you immediately feel an unreasonable sense of hatred even though you know she has done nothing wrong. It was just that she is Corpse’s type and is happily chatting about his music to him, telling him how much he inspires her.
“From the looks of it, you inspire me,” Corpse replies, his tone flirty and smooth. 
You suddenly want to punch something, very badly. You almost did when Alex laughs but manage to ball your hands into fists at the last moment. It’s dumb for you to be upset. Corpse isn’t yours but after months of pining, you feel a sense of possessiveness that is beyond yourself. You liked him first, it would only be fair if you get the chance to try and flirt with him first but…
Flirting was not something you did often with Corpse. It happens sometimes but Corpse is usually more a stuttering mess around you and it happens so often nowadays that you distance yourself from him a bit, figuring you’re making him feel awkward and the last thing you want is to upset him. Still, you wish he flirted with you as he does so easily with Alex. 
You inspire me.
The song they’re talking about is obviously “E-Girls are Ruining my Life” and it hurts more now than anything that you don’t fit that aesthetic, that you have even tried on an outfit for shits and giggles and it just fell flat. You aren’t worthy of Corpse’s attention and romantic interest, or so you tell yourself, you don’t fit the mold he creates with his lyrics.
You watch your screen intently, trying to drone out Corpse’s and Alex’ voice while you wait to see what your role is for this round. Crewmate… Figures…
The round starts and you run off. You love playing with proximity chat but now you absolutely loathe the thought of being around your crush and the girl he seems to be a match made in heaven with.
“You’re quiet,” Ludwig tells you when he walks into specimen, his character watching as you do your tasks. “What’s up?”
“Nothing,” you lie, putting up a happy voice to ease his mind a little. You don’t want people to make this a huge thing, it was just a crush and you will get over it with time.
But that isn’t entirely true, even though you try to convince yourself otherwise. You are actually starting to like Corpse, a lot. Maybe it is the calls at 3 am that does it for you or the texts during the day, the one coffee meet-up you had a couple of weeks ago, the way your stomach still burns at the thought of Corpse trusting you enough to show himself to you.
“Maybe I’m just a little tired,” you say, sighing a bit to make it sound convincing. And you are tired, but not for the reason Ludwig is thinking now.
Ludwig almost audibly frowns but he keeps quiet. He probably just doesn’t want to impose and you adore him for being so considerate with your feelings.
A meeting is called unexpectedly and your eyes widen when you see that two people are dead already.
“I was with Alex the entire time,” Corpse says and now it’s your time to frown. His voice… It sounded almost like…
Is Corpse simping for her?
You feel your blood boil a little, a sickening feeling washing over you at the thought of Corpse simping for a random streamer who has never played with the group before while he never simps for you. You don’t know if you want to burst into tears or just leave the stream altogether but instead, you remain seated and silent.
Ludwig vouches for you, thankfully, and then you’re back on the map, running away immediately just like you did last time, trying to process the fact that Corpse has actually shown his preference during the discussion and that you can do absolutely nothing about it. 
You wanted to tell, say that by now you had talked so much to Corpse that you know when he is lying, something he sometimes did to you while trying to tell you that he wasn’t tired, that he drank enough water during the day.
It would have sent the fans into a frenzy, though, and you could hardly say that the other reason, the real reason, is that you are jealous and you want Alex to be swung out of the spaceship so you can walk around the map without being scared you’d walk in on them flirting again.
“You were quiet during the meeting,” you hear in your left ear, jumping a little at Corpse’s sudden voice. “Everything alright?” You wanted to say something, anything to let Corpse know how much you were hurting but apparently, Alex had tracked along who laughed a little. “Leave the poor kid alone,” she says teasingly and you just awkwardly laugh to not make it weird. “Come on, Corpsie, you promised we’d do tasks together!” Corpse is whisked away again and you try not to let it get to you but your throat feels as though it is stuffed with something you can’t swallow around.
You can’t help yourself but follow them, though. You actually do have to do tasks in electrical so it was not implausible that you had to go there eventually, it just happens to be that you want to spy on them a little, see how serious it is so you don’t set yourself up for further heartbreak. It is inevitable you hear the flirting anyways, it is probably going to be all over Twitter too so it’s better to embrace than run from it.
“Alex!” you hear as you walk in, a dead body between Corpse and Alex. Your eyes widen and you’re not sure if you are going to die now too. “Oh… Hi, Y/N.” “What the fuck?” you say, not daring to move. The “report” button hasn’t popped up yet and you don’t know how long it has been since the last kill, if Corpse is an imposter too. Maybe he is and he is trying to protect you or he isn’t and he doesn’t know what to do either.
“I’ll keep you safe if you don’t tell,” Alex singsongs in that sweet voice of hers and you agree, just to be safe but also to be a part of this team, to maybe reign in the flirting with your presence.
But then… You jump when the kill animation plays and you watch in horror as your ghost floats above your body, Corpse’s exclamations in your ear but still… He doesn’t report the body. “Wow, thanks, Corpse,” you say to the camera with a laugh but even you can hear how shaky it sounds.
Not only did Alex convince you to be a part of her team and keep you safe only to backstab you but now Corpse isn’t saying anything at the meeting, only that he was with Alex and that she didn’t do anything.
You bear a couple more rounds after that, your mood only worsening with every passing second and when it’s finally time to close the stream, you don’t even answer Corpse’s: “Goodbye, Y/N!”, you just close off your stream and slide into bed, the tears finally rolling down your cheeks.
You realise that it had been foolish of you to think you and Corpse might actually feel the same way at some point but you know better now. Alex, the beautiful and sweet e-girl has Corpse’s attention in the way you always wanted it.
Your phone buzzes and you almost don’t want to open it but you are drawn to it still so you grab it off the nightstand and click the notification.
Are you okay?
Of course Corpse would ask you if you’re alright because he is sweet and he cares so much about his friends.
I guess, why?
You bite your lip as you wait for a response back, watching the dots move before they stop and then move again. This happens a couple more times which makes you increasingly more nervous before a message finally comes through.
Can I call you?
The message is left unanswered for a couple of minutes before you finally replies with a simple:
Yeah.
Corpse calls you almost immediately and you let the phone ring for a few seconds as you muster up the courage to answer.
“Hey,” you say quietly before clearing your throat. “Why did you want to call?”
“Seemed easier,” Corpse answers and pauses for a moment. “Y/N…”
“Corpsie,” you mock back almost instinctively and close your eyes tightly, hating how bitter you sounded while saying that, knowing Corpse heard it too.
“Talk to me,” Corpse almost begs and you heave a sigh, playing a little with the bed sheets you’re sitting under. “I don’t know what to say.” “Why did you call me Corpsie?”
“Is only Alex allowed to say that?”Corpse falls silent, clearly taken aback by the way you snapped at him.
“I’m sorry,” you whisper and your breath hitches a little before tears roll down your cheeks again. You wipe them away almost angrily and wait for Corpse to say something again, anything but this torturous silence.
“Twitter says you were jealous,” Corpse starts after a few moments. “Is that true?”
You feel like your throat is blocked again but worse than before. “Twitter also says your name is Randall,” you counter, just to say something, to save face for a little longer.
“Well, for one, I told them that and secondly…” Corpse sighs and you hate that you made him exasperated. “Just tell me yes or no.” “Will my answer influence our friendship?” you ask, your voice small and vulnerable.
Corpse seems to think for a couple of seconds. “Maybe but not in the way you think.” “Why did you simp for Alex?” you ask instead and you can feel that Corpse is getting impatient but you’re not ready yet.
“Jesus, Y/N,” Corpse swears and you can hear him walking around his apartment now, heavy footsteps thudding on wooden floors. “Just answer me.”
“Why should I answer? It doesn’t fucking matter, you simp for Alex.” “It was one round!”“You let me die and then stuck up for her.” “I was trying to be nice!”
Corpse is really agitated now but you can’t stop yourself from pushing further.
“So you call flirting nice?” you ask with a bitter laugh. “Then you were never really nice to me.”
“You’re jealous,” Corpse says this time, not phrasing it like a question anymore. “Why didn’t you just say-”
“Say what?” you ask, your voice bordering on hysterical. “Hi, Corpse. I hate the way you simp for Alex and flirt with her because I have liked you for the longest fucking time and I wish you treated me like this. Yeah, no, great idea. I love ruining friendships because I can’t get my shit together.” You breathe in and out for a second before you feel your heart slow a little again, Corpse still silent on the other side, taken aback by your outburst. “Just forget I said anything,” you whisper and hang up, flinging yourself into bed again, crying tears of mourning for the friendship you held so dear.
It’s maybe an hour later when the doorbell rings. You’re already half asleep but manage to stumble through your apartment to the door, not registering who is standing in front of you until he spoke up.
“Wha-” you start, stepping back when Corpse almost barges in, taking your hands in his own before he even realises himself what he is doing.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asks and his voice is so soft, so pleading, you just want to wrap him in your arms, apologise for being such a coward.
“I was scared,” you admit, squeezing Corpse’s hands. “I’m sorry,” you add and your bottom lip is shaking again. You’re still trying to comprehend that Corpse is here, that he drove all the way to you to talk about this with you.
Corpse laughs wetly and shakes his head. “Don’t apologise, I was scared too.”
“Of what?” you whisper, almost too soft for Corpse to hear but he does it anyways and leans forward, his forehead now pressed against yours.
“The same thing you’re afraid of,” he whispers and you almost want to protest that he couldn’t be afraid of the same thing, that he doesn’t even know what you’re afraid of but then he’s glancing at your lips and you sway into him instinctively.
“Can I-”
“Yes,” you breathe out and then his lips are on yours, his hands on your waist when he pulls you closer, deepening the kiss until it leaves you both breathless.
You feel lighter than you have in forever and you’re suddenly very grateful that Corpse is still holding onto you. 
“I don’t understand, why did you flirt with Alex then?” you ask, your brows furrowing in confusion. “If you liked me back then…”
“I wanted to make you jealous,” Corpse confesses, brushing a lock of hair away from your eyes. “I didn’t… I didn’t know how to flirt with you without making a fool out of myself because every time I tried I just became this stuttering mess so I wanted to see if it did something to you in a different way. It wasn’t right but… It seemed like a good idea at the moment, I never wanted to hurt you.”
You shake your head with a soft laugh and pull Corpse down for another kiss, marvelling at the fact that you get to do this now, that Corpse picks you up and sets you down in his lap on the couch so he can be closer to you.
“I was jealous, so it worked,” you say with a small shrug, grinning when Corpse laughs. “Don’t do it again, though,” you warn then, sticking your finger in Corpse’s face for emphasis which he tries to bite with mischief in his eyes.
“I won’t,” Corpse promises and pulls you down to kiss him again and again and the anger and hurt from before washes away with every press of his lips against yours.
In a fleeting moment of awareness, you realise you had nothing to be jealous about in the first place and vow to yourself to remember this as you face this relationship together. It’s not too long after that you sink into Corpse’s arms again and the only thing left to think about is Corpse.
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PURE [3] - Corpse Husband x Fem! Reader
A/N: Over 1 thousand notes. You guys are insane. I can’t see any other explanation.
Thank you so much for all the love and support under the previous parts, all those comments just absolutely made my day! I would never expect this story to receive such a positive feedback, which I’m extremely grateful for! 
Anyway, I decided to add some additional plot to this story - mainly, the sudden criticism and hate directed on Y/N after the last Among Us stream. I thought it would make things more interesting.
That being said, I hope you enjoy the third part ^^
part 1
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part 5
PURE [3]
Y/N stared at her phone screen, reading through the latest tweets of her friends inviting their fans to watch their streams. It was Thursday evening and just as it was planned, everyone was getting ready for another game of Among Us. Just as she would do if it wasn’t for all those comments...
The last stream caused sudden, unexpected amounts of attention on her social media. She probably shouldn’t be that surprised by it, given the fact that by appearing in Sean’s and Felix’s videos she wasn’t all that strange to their fans. But people who watched Rae, Toast, or Corpse’s streams didn’t know her. And apparently, some of them weren’t that happy to see a new face among the group of well-known gamers. 
She always tried to avoid the unnecessary spotlight as much as she could, preferring to stay hidden somewhere behind other, much more popular streamers. And it never bothered her. She was never one to enjoy too much attention anyway.
That’s why when she discovered how upset, or even angry, some people were when she played with all those famous streamers, she was quite shocked, to say the least. 
Like all those comments under Poki’s tweet, in which she mentioned who’s gonna be playing this time...
“Duh, why’s that Y/N chick supposed to play with them again? There are at least hundreds of other, much more popular streamers I can think of who would be better than her.”
“Who the fuck is she anyway? Why’s she there?”
“lmao, some random girl who got lucky enough to know jacksepticeye. Don’t get why she’s playing with them though.”
“NOT HER AGAIN. I SWEAR TO GOD SHE WAS SO FUCKING ANNOYING LAST TIME”
Sure, she wasn’t as famous as Felix, or Sean, or Rae, or anyone else for that matter. Her audience wasn’t very small, but it was nothing compared to the number of fans other YouTubers had. It was understandable that most people didn’t know who she was, and didn’t understand why she was there in the first place.
She was, in fact, just some random girl who was lucky to have Sean as her friend. But in a group of such great and well-known streamers, she definitely stood out like a sore thumb. 
Y/N almost jumped in her seat when her phone beeped with a new message, Sean’s nickname showing up at the top of her screen. 
Jackaboy: We’re starting in a few kiddo
Jackaboy: But join the call now so we can both make fun of Felix
After the last game, she was so excited and couldn’t wait for this evening. She looked forward to cooperating with Sykkuno again, to arguing with Toast, to laughing with Sean and Felix, to murdering other people with Corpse... Yet now, all this excitement seemed to vanish just like the mood to play, let alone talk with other people. They would surely see right through her and try to make her spill the beans, which would ruin the stream. And the last thing she wanted was to ruin their game.
Jackaboy: You there Y/N??
She sighed, thinking of some believable excuse that wouldn’t arouse suspicion, but her mind was flooded with all those comments and DMs she received over those past days, which expressed nothing but hatred towards her. 
Y/N: I’m really sorry Sean, but I don’t think I will be joining you today... I don’t feel very well. 
She waited for Sean’s reply impatiently, expecting him to send her some angry emoji or tell her to move her ass and join the discord call. What she didn’t expect though, was that he would facetime her. 
Her first instinct was to throw her phone across the room as if it would make Sean stop calling. He wouldn’t stop unless she’d tell him the truth. 
So she cleared her throat and plastered the widest smile on her face, before answering his call.
“Alright, what is going on?” Sean asked right away, staring at her with his brows furrowed. He wasn’t in his recording room, but in his kitchen, which meant that he left his stream to call her. “And please don’t tell me you’re sick cause I won’t believe it anyway. And neither will Pewds.”
“I’m tired, Sean... I was working late again and I really need to rest.” she lied, trying to keep her voice steady and calm. She really didn’t want Sean to interrogate her now, not when his fans were waiting for him. “I’m sure you’ll find someone else though. Please tell the guys that I’m sorry”
“Y/N, c’mon, cut this bullshit. What’s wrong?” he asked softly, moving his phone closer to his face. “You know you’re a terrible liar, just tell me what happened. If you don’t wanna play then neither do I.”
“Sean, please don’t do it” she shook her head with a sigh. “Your fans are waiting for you, I’ll be fine.”
“Well they’re waiting for you too you dummy, I already promised them you’ll be playing with us tonight” he stated matter of factly, rolling his eyes. Y/N remained silent for a moment, and Sean suddenly furrowed his brows, narrowing his eyes at her in a suspicious look. “Did someone tell you something rude last time we played? Who and what?”
“What? No, Sean, oh my God. Everyone was super nice, it has nothing to do with the last stream... not with you guys, at least.” she mumbled under her breath, dropping her eyes from Sean’s confused face.
“What do you mean not with you guys? Y/N, what the hell happened?” he demanded, slowly getting more and more worried. She wouldn’t tell him though, too scared that Sean would just laugh it off, even though he also sometimes had problems with dealing with hate. And just as if he was reading her mind, Sean sighed, his face softening in a sad smile. “You’ve read the comments, didn’t you?”
She felt so stupid for being so easily offended by comments of some random people on the Internet, that she just nodded her head meekly, still looking anywhere but at the man. 
“Look kiddo... I’m not gonna tell you to get yourself together and just ignore them, cause it won’t help, and I know cause I’ve been there. Hell, I’m still there.” he chuckled to himself and continued “Anyway, you really shouldn’t be worrying yourself about people who don’t even know you. They don’t know you, Y/N, why would some complete stranger’s opinion matter to you?”
“They said I shouldn’t be playing with you guys... that I’m nothing but a burden and you should be playing with someone who’s at least recognizable.”
“Well excuse me Miss, last time I checked I could choose who the fuck I want to play with.” Sean scoffed, clearly irritated by such comments “You’re one of my best friends Y/N and I don’t give a fuck what some haters say. And neither should you.”
“Maybe you should just invite someone else... It would make everyone happy.” she muttered almost inaudibly, but Sean almost barked at her when he heard her words.
“I told you to cut that bullshit, Y/N! Everyone couldn’t wait for this game and now you wanna back out? C’mon, kid. Do you have any idea how heartbroken Sykkuno’s gonna be? When you left so quickly last time, he kept complaining that he has no one to team up with.” she couldn’t help but smile at that, letting out a tiny giggle. “And Corpse? Have you even seen his last tweet?”
“What? No, I- I don’t follow him...” she said, wondering what Sean was talking about. She quickly searched for Corpse on Twitter, still being on facetime with Sean, and her heart almost dropped when she saw the last tweet.
@.Corpse_Husband Really excited for tonight’s Among Us stream, 8PM PST.
Jacksepticeye
Valkyrae
Pewdiepie
Pokimane
Sykkuno
Disguised Toast 
Logic 
Mr Beast
and, hopefully, my partner in crime - Little Y/N 
:)
She stared at the screen with her eyes widened, and her lips corners curling up in a small, bashful smile. It was so nice of Corpse to mention her as well, especially with the nickname that he seemed to like so much since their last game. 
“God, if you could see yourself right now. How’s it that my pep talk didn’t do shit, but Corpse’s tweet magically made you smile, ugh.” Sean reminded her of his presence, and she quickly returned to the call, trying to somehow control her burning cheeks. 
“It’s not like that, Sean, I really appreciate that you’re trying to cheer me up... I just didn’t expect your friends to like me...” she admitted quietly, and if Sean could, he would probably strangle her at that moment. 
“I JUST TOLD YOU THAT SYKKUNO KEPT BUGGING ME ABOUT YOU FOR TWO FUCKING HOURS. YOU THINK HE WOULD TALK ABOUT YOU IF HE DIDN’T LIKE YOU?!”
“I just... what if they’re just being nice, but they don’t actually want me to play with them?”
“I’m done.” Sean groaned, shaking his head furiously. “Alright, here’s what you’re gonna do. You stay away from your phone, join the discord call, say hi to everyone, and we’re all gonna have fun, okay? If not, Pewds is gonna murder you, cause he was already growing impatient even before I called you.”
“I’m still not sure if that’s a good idea, Sean...”
“But I am sure, Y/N! Now come on, we’re playing in five. I’m telling everyone you’re joining as well.”
And before she could even reply, he hung up. Y/N groaned, rushing to her computer to turn it on. Now it would just be plain rude not to join the game, especially after Sean wasted his time talking with her, while he should be talking to his fans. Just as he suggested, she kept her phone far away from her desk, deciding to stay away from Twitter and all those comments for a bit. Maybe it would help her clear her mind and at least try to have some fun. 
An invite to the group call was already waiting for her, along with a message from Sean with a code to the game. Y/N put her headphones on before joining the call and quickly typing in the code. 
“... so let me repeat myself. I ALWAYS sound guilty, no matter what. Please, guys, don’t vote me out!” 
Y/N shook her head with a smile on her lips when the first thing she heard after joining the call was Felix’s pleading voice. Clearly, he was already trying to save his own ass even before the game began.
 Y/N could hear Sean’s loud voice as he commented on Felix’s plea with some snarky remark, later also catching the sounds of Rae’s laughter. Everyone was already there, they’ve been clearly waiting for her to join. 
“Hey, look who’s finally here! Hi Y/N!” Poki noticed her presence first. 
“Hello everyone” Y/N said, as shy and quiet as usual.
“Oh, Y/N! It’s so great to see you again, I was worried you weren’t joining us tonight” Sykkuno said, a pout clear in his voice. 
“WELL ABOUT DAMN TIME” Felix all but yelled, making her roll her eyes with a smile. “What did I tell you about being late?!”
“Give her a break Felix, her mic wasn’t working again... Luckily, I was there to save the damsel in distress” Sean said, and even though she couldn’t see him, Y/N was almost certain that he was smirking. 
“Yeah, I’m really sorry guys to have kept you waiting so long...” Y/N said, feeling genuinely bad. Maybe Sean was right after all? They could have just invited someone else, and yet they decided to wait for her.  
“It’s okay, you’re here now and it’s all that matters” a deep voice sounded out, and whether she liked it or not, Y/N grinned like an idiot with a blush rising up her cheeks. 
“Shit, here we go again...” Felix sighed, making everyone else laugh. Y/N bit at her lower lip, feeling her heart thump in her chest as she felt a sudden wave of courage, deciding to speak up despite her initial shyness:
“Well... I couldn’t just leave my partner in crime alone, right?” she asked, and she could swear she heard Corpse stutter as if he completely didn’t expect her to say that.  
“Ah yes, after all, killing wouldn’t be the same without her, right Corpse?” Toast teased, repeating Corpse’s words from the last stream. Everyone in the call laughed, Y/N included. She couldn’t stop herself from smiling, even though just mere minutes ago she was on the verge of crying. “It’s good to have you here, Y/N/N. Maybe I’ll actually get a chance to finally kill you this time.”
“Jesus Christ, Toast. You sound like a psychopath. Hey, I’m happy you’re here, lemme stab you in the back, please?” someone whose nickname was MrBeast spoke up with a chuckle, before directing his next words to Y/N “I believe we haven’t played together before, I’m Mr Beast, it’s really nice to meet you Y/N”
“Yeah, pleased to meet you!” another player, Logic, spoke up “I also didn’t have a chance to play with you yet, but I’ve seen Sean’s last stream... Let me just say, that Toast murder was absolutely perfect!” 
“Wow. And here I almost managed to block it out. I’m fucking traumatized Y/N, you should be ashamed of yourself” Toast scoffed over Felix’s laughter. 
“You should be proud of yourself!” Sean interfered “Just so you know lads, Y/N may seem like a little angel, but she’s a little demon. You’ve been warned.” 
“Yeah, she’ll charm you with her voice only to snap your neck next second.” Felix scoffed.
“Just like she did with Corpse!” 
“Charm?!” Y/N gasped, her cheeks burning.
“I don’t recall Y/N killing me...” Corpse said in his low voice. 
“I love how that’s the only thing he denied” Poki pointed out in a teasing voice, which only made Y/N sink further into her chair. 
“Can we please start the game now?” she asked in a pleading voice, hoping that everyone would stop making fun of Corpse and her. She could only imagine how uncomfortable he felt, for some reason being the target of their jokes... They must’ve made him feel awkward, right? 
“Jack, did you tell Y/N how we’re playing tonight?” Sykkuno asked, and she sighed in relief that they dropped the jokes. 
“Oh, right! So there’s this mod called proximity chat, where we’re able to hear each other as we pass by another person, and it seems quite fun so that’s what we decided to try out tonight.” Sean explained to Y/N, and before she could ask another question, he added “I’ve just sent you the link, it’ll take a minute to install it.”
“Oh, okay. Thank you Sean” Y/N said, before downloading the mod and quickly installing it. When everything was set and ready, she pulled up Among Us again and typed in the code, and the game finally began. 
“Woah”
“Holy shit!” 
“Guys this is so cool!” Sykkuno exclaimed, his voice so happy and excited that Y/N couldn’t help but giggle. 
“Okay, I’m scared now. I feel like encounters with Imposter are just gonna be perfectly cut screams” Felix chuckled, as they left the dropship and moved down the map. That’s when Y/N gasped in surprise, upon seeing the locations completely different than those she was used to.
“Wait- is that a different map?” she asked through her mic, hearing Toast’s distanced, devilish laugh. There was only Rae and Sykkuno beside her, as everyone else have already split up to do their tasks.
“Oh yeah, that’s Polus, it’s much more fun than the one we were playing in last time.” Rae explained happily and Y/N groaned. She didn’t know that map.
“Great. I don’t even know how am I supposed to do tasks in here...”
“Oh, it’s not that hard. They’re in most cases similar to those you already know, they only look a little bit different.” Sykkuno said in his kind voice, before asking “Do you want to team up again, Y/N?”
“I thought you would never ask Sykkuno” Rae chuckled under her breath.
“Yeah, that would be great! I need someone to show me around” she smiled. The trio finally moved from their spot beside the dropship and went to the left where, as Y/N later realized, was electrical. She quickly did her task in there, being under the watchful eyes of both Sykkuno and Rae.  
Before the latter could do his own task, the first body was reported.
“The body is in the lab” Felix said, and Y/N couldn’t help but smirk as she saw that it was Toast who was murdered first. One less person to accuse her or try to frame her, if he was the Imposter. 
“I just ran towards the lab from the left side, I only saw Poki on my way there” Corpse said right away, and the accused girl was quick to try and defend herself:
“Okay, I wasn’t in the lab, I was doing that engines task which is next to the lab.” 
“Did you see someone else there?” Jack questioned. 
“Nope, just me and the engines.” 
“Okay. Sykkuno, where are you?” the lime astronaut was next on Jack’s list of suspects, which made Sykkuno groan. 
“Why do you sound so suspicious right away?” he asked in disbelief, causing the rest to giggle “I was with Y/N and Rae all this time, we were all doing our tasks in electrical.”
“Is that true Y/N?”
“Yes Sean, that is true” she rolled her eyes with a laugh “I don’t even know this map, I have to stick with someone so I don’t end up like Toast.”
“Alright, what about rest? Logic? I think I saw you in admin but then you disappeared somewhere.” Felix said.
“Yeah I’m with Mr Beast in the office”
“That’s right” Mr Beast confirmed, which didn’t bring anything new to the investigation, so everyone decided to skip.
“Wo- Okay where are we now?” Y/N asked in surprise, when the new round began in some completely new place Sykkuno didn’t manage to show her yet. She could hear as Corpse laughed at her shocked voice, which made her smile widely.
“Yeah, I’m also not used to this new map yet” he admitted, his black astronaut walking up to her white one “Hey, wanna see something cool?”
“Sure!”
-
*Meanwhile Sykkuno*
“Okay this is bad guys, we lost Y/N” Sykkuno said to his mic, running around the map to find the girl he was earlier teamed up with. “I thought she followed us when the new round began, but she must’ve gone the other way... What if she’s dead already? Not good, not good...” 
-
"Woah! This looks amazing! Is there some task here as well?”
“Yes, there’s temperature recording right here” Corpse said, standing by the lava pit, watching as Y/N’s character ran back and forth over the pool of lava. 
“I wonder if you could jump into it. What do you think, Corpse?” she asked curiously, standing close to the edge. 
“Not that I’m aware of it...” he mumbled coming closer to the edge as well “Why would you jump into it?” he asked with a half-smile on his face. 
“So Felix can’t stab me in the back.” she whispered, even though there was no one around them. 
“You think it’s him?” Corpse mirrored her voice, and she hummed in response “Why?”
“He’s constantly suspicious of everyone, last time we played he also kept interrogating us all, without even telling his own location.” she stated as if it was very obvious. Corpse couldn’t help but let out a laugh “What? Why are you laughing at me?”
“Not at you, Y/N. I’m just impressed by your investigation skills” he admitted “In that case, we better both jump in. Felix likes to frame other people.”
“You wanna jump into the lava with me?”
“Sure I do.”
“There you are!” Sykkuno’s lime astronaut came out of nowhere, followed by Mr Beast. Two of them walked up to Y/N and Corpse, and before the latter could even say anything, Mr Beast snapped Y/N’s neck.
“WAIT, NO-”
“OH GOD, OH GOD” Sykkuno yelled in panic.
“KILL HIM CORPSE” Mr Beast screamed, frantically running around.
-
“What the heck?” Y/N stared at her screen in shock, her dead body laying over the lava pit. Mr Beast had already fled to the left, leaving her, Sykkuno and Corpse standing between two of them. None of them said anything for a moment before the black astronaut finally spoke up.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry, Y/N” he kept repeating, regret clear in his voice. “And Sykkuno, I- I can’t even express how-”
He was cut off by Felix’s scream, who reported the bodies before Corpse could kill him as well.
“IT’S CORPSE ALRIGHT” Felix yelled right away “HE’S STANDING OVER Y/N AND SYKKUNO, HE HAS THEIR BLOOD ON HIS HANDS”
“That is- I did not kill them” Corpse replied, calm as ever, as opposed to his frantic apologies. 
“Then why were you standing there?! Without reporting the bodies?!”
“I was... mourning their death.” he replied, which caused the whole group to burst out laughing. “Seriously guys, you think I would murder Sykkuno? And Y/N? I would never even think of hurting them.”
“The simp is strong, we get it, but it doesn’t really save your situation” Rae laughed. 
“Let’s kick him out guys, he can’t even defend himself” Sean chuckled, and everyone else didn’t need to be told twice. Soon enough, Y/N watched as Corpse’s black astronaut was thrown into the lava pit... Oh, the irony...
The game continued with her wandering around the map, doing the rest of her tasks to at least support somehow her fellow crewmates. She stumbled upon Corpse’s ghost at some point and laughed wholeheartedly when he started circling her little character in something she read as an attempt to apologize. 
A little while later another body was reported, this time it was Felix who lost his life. Y/N didn’t really focus on the conversation this time, glancing at her phone instead. There was this urge to reach for it and check how people reacted to her joining the game, but she kept repeating Sean’s words in her head. There was no point in worrying about the opinion of somebody who doesn’t even know her... or at least that’s what she tried to convince herself to think. 
Her attention was brought back to the game when she heard the sound of a new message from someone who was also dead. She clicked on the chat, seeing that it was one of the Impostors.
Corpse: :(
Corpse: I’m sorry 
Y/N thought it was sweet of him to apologize for it, even though it was his main goal to murder everyone after all. She believed he was genuinely sorry for it, just like she was each time she was an Impostor and had to kill somebody.
Sykkuno: Welcome to the afterlife, Corpse!
She laughed at Sykkuno’s constant happiness, which was evident even in his messages, before typing one as well:
Y/N: We’re all corpse here
Sykkuno: Oh, so it means we’re all really cool then ^^
Y/N: Fair point
Corpse: See Y/N
Corpse: I told you I would jump into the lava for you 
Y/N: You didn’t exactly jump...
Corpse: :(
Y/N: But let’s say it counts as well :)
Corpse: :)
Before they knew, the voting ended. Mr Beast was thrown into the lava, which ultimately lead to the victory of crewmates. Y/N cheered happily, when the blue sign appeared on her screen, right above everyone else who was innocent. 
“Yaaay, the first time I wasn’t killed in the first game!” Sean announced enthusiastically, his astronaut running around the dropship.
“Yeah, and the first time it went so fast...” 
“Right? Corpse, I’m disappointed in you. What happened to the King of Impostors?” Rae asked.
“Well.. no matter how good you are, you can’t always win, right?” Corpse replied calmly.
“Hmm, you seemed kinda absent-minded during the game, though...” Poki suggested with a smirk hiding in her voice, and Rae was very quick to pick on it.
“Oh, you’ve noticed that too? Almost as if he was distracted by something” 
“I don’t know what are you talking about” he chuckled nervously, and Y/N just sat in her chair confused about what was going on. “Anyway, who’s up for another round?” 
“Yeah, I have an idea” Sean said, effectively shutting everyone up “What if we play something along the lines of hide and seek? Let’s have one impostor, and everyone else needs to get their tasks done before he finds them.”
“That is...” Felix took in a dramatic breath “THE BEST THING I’VE EVER HEARD ABOUT”
“Yeah, I think it will be fun” Sykkuno replied. 
“It sounds really cool, but let’s maybe tell who’s the impostor? I think it would be more fair” Rae suggested. 
“I think it’s a good idea” Sean concluded, before changing the settings for one impostor only. Y/N waited patiently for the game to begin, and when she saw that she was a crewmate again, she sighed in relief. Only to gasp in a panic a second later...
“It’s me.”
Everyone stumbled out of the dropship as Corpse admitted that he’s the impostor. It seemed that knowing exactly who can murder everyone made the whole game a little bit terrifying...
“I don’t know where the heck I’m going” Y/N mumbled to herself with a nervous laugh when instead of doing her tasks, she searched for the perfect place to hide. When she entered security, she spotted Mr Beast fixing the wires, so she decided to join him.
“OH SHIT- god damn it, you scared me to death!” he all but yelled when she appeared next to him, doing her tasks. 
“Sorry” she giggled, quickly finishing the wires, before speeding out of the room. On her way to weapons, she stumbled across Felix’s dead body, and could hear some screaming in the background... but didn’t recognize who was murdered next. 
Y/N managed to do most of her tasks without meeting Corpse, whom she hoped not to see probably for the first time since they played together. She was just leaving decontamination when she heard Sean’s panicked laughter:
“...tee, bitches love me?”
“Wrong.” Corpse’s voice almost made her squeak in surprise, only to really scream when he suddenly snapped Sean’s neck. 
“Retreat, retreat!” Y/N laughed as she sped past oblivious Rae and Logic, Corpse hot on her tail. She quickly returned to the decontamination room, hoping to flee from her inevitable death, when Corpse’s black astronaut walked in, and the door closed. 
“Please don’t kill me” she chuckled, even though there was no hope for her. 
“Finish my lyrics, and I’ll let you live...” he began, and Y/N furrowed her brows in confusion “ I spilt wine...”
“Wait- what lyrics? You sing?” she asked, completely dumbfounded. Corpse was silent for a moment as if he didn’t understand her, before bursting out laughing “What’s so funny again? Corpse, come on!” 
“Yes, Y/N, I do sing, I was actually hoping you’ve heard some of my songs...” he admitted, still chuckling to himself. She felt a blush rising up her cheeks.
“Oh- I- I didn’t, I-... but I will, okay? I’ll do it right away!” she promised, quickly jumping up to grab her phone and listen to Corpse’s song. She was genuinely shocked, she would never expect him to sing! 
 She unlocked her phone with a wide, somehow nervous smile on her face, which, however, dropped the moment she saw her notifications. Hundreds of notifications. 
“You there, Y/N?” Corpse’s voice reached her after a moment, when she still didn’t say anything, just kept looking at her screen. “I hope my music isn’t so bad that you passed out from listening to it...”
She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, her phone gripped tightly in her shaking hands.
“Um, Y/N?” his voice became more worried now “Is everything okay?” 
Y/N cleared her throat and quickly wiped her eyes, closing them for a moment to steady her breathing.
“Yeah, all good Corpse” she forced herself to smile, so her voice wouldn’t sound weird. “Look, um, I need to leave, can you tell the others bye from me?” 
“Is something wrong?” Corpse asked confused.
“No, of course not!” she laughed through her tears “Something just came up and I really need to leave.”
“You sure you’re-”
“Bye Corpse. It was nice playing with you.” 
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A/N: I hope you guys are not too disappointed in me... It didn’t turn out as I initially thought it would. Isn’t it too dramatic? And is this hate plot fine? Or is it not? What do guys you think? 
TAG LIST IS CLOSED!
@slytherin-chan @pillowjj @afuckingunicornn @love-and-virtues @ignooynim @crapimahuman @hannahjsworld @laugh-like-the-moon @fallengoddess772 @kingric03 @dolphinpink310 @paigeyisme @bunnychano3o @dxrtygxrl28 @z-nyx @baby-iyania @trashygeek
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bunnnotfound · a month ago
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♡︎𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚'𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐲♡︎
♡︎Paring♡︎ ⋮ Corpse husband x fem!reader
Warnings ⋮ N/A fluff
♡︎Summary♡︎: Corpse trys to get your son so say dada but fails as he's a mamas boy.
(masterlist)
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"Come on Jack say da-da." Corpse told your son. His innocent e/c eyes stared up at your husband before smiling showing his gums. "MAMA!" he shouted. Corpse sighed dropping to his knees. "My child's cursed..." He mumbled. "Come on just say da-da one time pls for me?" Corpse begged. "Mama!" Jack squealed again this time making grabby hands at you.
You waved at your son while continuing to brush your teeth getting ready to head to bed. "You cursed our child...what did you do to him?" Corpse playfully glared at you while Jack grabbed at his curls. You scoffed spitting out the toothpaste in your mouth.
"Oh I don't... carried him for nine months, sacrificed my awesome body, had to deal with you being worried 24/7-" you shot a look at the male who looked away like he didn't know what you meant. "Oh and breast milk! I gave him that too." You added on. "Ew, I don't wanna hear about your boob fluids." Corpse scrunches up his nose. "Milk?" Your son called out innocently. "Oh, so you can say Milk but not dada- unbelievable." Corpse gave up playfully pushing Jack on his back tickling him.
The room filled with giggles at you finished up in the bathroom. "Mama!" Jack called out reaching for you. "Your mama's not going to save you!" Corpse continued to tickle your son. Swooping jack up in your arms you pinched his cheek peppering kisses all over his face. "Mommy's here to the rescue." You cooed.
You looked over seeing Corpse pouting with his lips poked out. "Aww does my big baby also want a kiss?" You ran your hand through his black curls. Standing up Corpse leaned down to you only to get met with a small hand to his face.
"No!"
"No?"
"No!" Your son denied again. "My mommy!" Jack nuzzled himself into your neck while Corpse sat there jaw dropped. "You little-" Corpse took jack out of your hands tossing him in the air before wrapping him up in your bedsheets. "My woman." He stuck his tongue out. Cupping your face in his hand's Corpse pulled you in for a loving kiss despite little Jack's protest in the back and a milk bottle to the back.
"We have to get a daughter soon..."
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shelswrites · 9 months ago
hi can i ask for something where rae and corpse are constantly fighting over y/n like "no she's my baby" and "no she's corpse wife" and the gang finds it hilarious but y/n thinks it's the most entertaining thing because jealous corpse is her weakness, ty :)
Alright this is adorable
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It starts off as a joke because you’ve actually known Rae for longer than you’ve known Corpse. It comes up in a meeting one time where you’re trying to decide whether to vote Corpse or Rae off and Rae brings up that you’ve known her longer and so should trust her more.
Corpse, of course, is highly offended by this line of argument and makes that very clear. He also gets very petty and says shit like “I will only make my side of the bed for the next month if you continue with this I swear to god”
From then on, it becomes a huge joke with the whole group and everyone is trying to make corpse jealous of the relationship you have with Rae. You also find it hilarious and even flirt with Rae a little just to get on his nerves.
One time, you and Rae were together at the snowmen and Corpse literally called a meeting. His only justification was “Rae was a little too close to my wife and it made me uncomfortable.”
Rae then calls Corpse sus which makes him shout “YOU’RE SLEEPING WITH MY WIFE YET I’M SUS?”
He just completely overacts for the joke and the chat finds it hilarious. He also threatens you with ridiculously domestic things like “I’m cooking dinner and I will add too much pepper” or “I’ll only buy that one brand of tissues that you don’t like”.
Naturally, Jack is the one that antagonises this the most because obviously.
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delicrieux · 6 months ago
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26. SINGLE IN 7 LANGUAGES
✼  ҉  ✼  ҉   MAKE YOU SAY OH ✼  ҉  ✼  ҉
pairing: corpse husband x f!reader author’s note: everyone was spamming my inbox asking if therell be a happy ending and all i can say is OFC THERE WILL BE 😭. this is a CRACK FIC. anyway fighting quack is my new fav thing and corpse in hello kitty pjs deserves some commotion 💖💕💓 as always lmk what u think!! 
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ultimate masterlist.  ҉  myso masterlist   ҉   previous . ҉   next.
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TAGLIST IS CLOSED! SMAU MADE W SOCIAL MAKER & SOCIAL DUMMY
tags (in italics is those i couldn’t tag! make sure all’s ok w your settings!) : @littlebabysandboxburritos - @fairywriter-oracle - @tsukishimawh0re - @ofstarsanddreams - @bbecc-a - @annshit - @leahh19 - @letsloveimagines - @bellomi-clarke - @wineandionysus - @guiltydols - @onephootinfrontoftheother - @liamakorn - @thirstyfangirl - @lilysdaydreams - @pan-ini - @mxqicshxp - @tanchosanke - @yoshinorecommends - @flightsandfantasy - @liljennyx3 - @bingusmode - @unknown-and-invisible - @sinister-sleep - @fivedicksinatrenchcoat - @mercury--moon - @peterparkerspjsuit - @unstableye - @simonsbluee - @shinyshimaagain - @ppopty - @siriuslystupid - @crapimahuman - @ofthedewthesunlight - @mythicalamphitrite - @artsyally - @corpsesimpp - @corpsewhitetee - @corpse-husbandsimp - @hyp-oh-critical - @roses-and-grasses - @rhyrhy462 - @sparklylandflaplawyer - @charbkgo - @airwaveee - @creativedogs - @kaitlyn2907 - @loxbbg - @afuckingunicornn - @fleurmoon - @yeolliedokai
more tags are in the comments bcs tumblr only allows me to tag 50 people max 💙
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storiesforallfandoms · a month ago
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unimaginably happy ~ corpse husband
word count: 1414
request?: yes!
“Can you please write some corpse husband fluff? Just something cute and sweet. I need some cute stuff I've been having a ruff few days”
description: when his two year old son crashes his stream, he can’t help but talk about how amazing parenthood has been and how he admires the strength of his baby mama
pairing: corpse husband x female!reader
warnings: swearing
masterlist (one, two)
*i started writing this for corpse’s birthday but had a lot happen between then and now, so uh...happy belated birthday corpse!*
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The door to his streaming room creaked open just in time to stop Corpse from yelling out a four letter word that started with F. He looked over to see his two year old son, Leo, stood in the doorway, holding his favorite stuffy by its arm.
“Hey buddy,” Corpse said. “What’s wrong?”
“I wanted to say hi,” Leo responded.
“Is that my little bestie?!” Rae’s voice called through Corpse’s headphones.
He unplugged the headphones from his PC so Leo could hear them. “Leo, say hi to Aunt Rae.”
“Hi Auntie Rae.”
Rae squealed excitedly as the rest of Corpse’s friends began to talk all at once, saying their “hello”s to Leo and gushing over how adorable he was. The chat was mirroring their excitement as it filled with messages about Leo’s sudden appearance.
(Y/N) stood in the doorway and smiled at her two boys. “I’m sorry, I was on the phone and he came down when I wasn’t paying attention.”
“It’s okay. I don’t mind,” Corpse assured her. “And I’m sure no one else minds, right guys?”
Everyone began talking over one another again. Corpse looked up at (Y/N) and smiled. She smiled back and crossed the room to kiss him on top of his curly hair.
“Can I play with daddy for a while, mommy?” Leo asked. He looked up at (Y/N) with his big puppy dog eyes, a mirror image of Corpse’s.
“Yes!” came Rae’s voice again. “(Y/N) please, we’ll be family friendly I promise.”
“Corpse isn’t even family friendly,” (Y/N) teased. “But yes, if it’s okay with daddy you can play with him for a while.”
“I never say no to a streaming partner.”
(Y/N) smiled and left the two to their “playing”. Corpse plugged his headphones back in so he could hear his friends better. As he adjusted Leo on his lap, he read the quick incoming messages in the chat about being excited for Leo to join the stream.
Leo was a pretty good stream partner to have. For starters, whenever Leo was around Corpse was instantly 10 times happier. It was hard to feel any sort of negative emotions when the little person he created was asking to play video games with him. Besides that, Leo also just spent the whole time curled up in Corpse’s arms. Most nights he even fell asleep there.
The little boy settled back against Corpse’s chest, watching with wide eyes at the bright colors on Corpse’s screen. Although his friends were able to freely speak, Corpse found himself struggling to keep it clean in front of Leo. It was the one downside to the boy joining his streams.
He glanced at his chat for a moment before muting himself in the Discord call.
“I see a few questions in chat from new fans,” he said. “I’ll clear some things up for people who don’t know: Leo is my two year old son. My girlfriend, (Y/N), who you heard earlier, found out she was pregnant shortly after we got together, and we both decided we wanted to keep the baby. I’ve always wanted to have kids and honestly, Leo has been like a dream come true. He’s such a great kid, and getting to raise him, seeing a little mini me grow and become an actual person is the best feeling in the world.”
Corpse felt Leo’s weight slouch against him, a signal that he was starting to get tired. Corpse smiled down at him and kissed his head.
“(Y/N) has been incredible since the moment she found out she was pregnant,” Corpse continued. “She had a hard pregnancy, but she really pushed through it and acted like it was nothing. And she’s been so...just amazing with raising Leo. I can’t imagine having anyone else by my side through it all, or having a better life partner to help me raise this little guy.” He looked down to see that Leo had already drifted off to sleep. He chuckled. “Who, by the way, is now sound asleep on my lap.”
He unmuted himself and waited for everyone to quiet down enough to say, “Leo’s asleep, so I think this is LG for me. I’m going to put him to bed when we’re done.”
“Oh my gosh, he’s asleep on your lap?” Bretman asked. “That’s the cutest shit ever! I love the idea of daddy Corpse.”
Although it wasn’t the first time he had heard someone say that, Corpse couldn’t stop the blush that crossed his cheeks. He was so glad he didn’t do facecam streams.
When the game ended, he said goodbye to his friends and viewers and signed off. Once the screen was off and the room had gone dark, he was careful as he shifted Leo in his arms and stood. The little boy stirred just a little bit, but only to reposition his head on his dad’s shoulder before sighing and going back to a solid state of sleep.
He walked slowly and silently to Leo’s room, then gently placed the sleeping child down onto his bed. Instinctively, Leo took hold of his blankets and pulled them up under his chin. Corpse tucked Leo’s stuffy under the blanket next to him and softly kissed his head before quietly backing out of the room.
(Y/N) was waiting by the door when Corpse exited. “How long till he fell asleep on you tonight?”
“I’d say maybe 15 minutes,” Corpse responded.
(Y/N) chuckled. “I knew that was gonna happen. He was fighting with me about going to bed. The minute he went to your recording room I knew it wouldn’t be long.”
Corpse stood in front of (Y/N) and took her into his arms. He enveloped her in a loving embrace, resting his head on top of hers. She giggled and buried her head into his chest, taking in the familiar scent of his cologne as she did so.
“What’s this for?” she asked, her voice lightly muffled by the fabric of his hoodie.
“Just because,” he responded. “Some people were asking about Leo in the chat and I was talking about when we found out you were pregnant, and it got me reminiscing on the past few years.”
(Y/N) lifted her head to smile up at Corpse. “I know what you mean. I find myself thinking about that almost every day, especially when Leo learns to do something for the first time. It’s crazy to think he’s two already. He’s a tiny person now!”
Corpse chuckled and pulled away from (Y/N). He took her hand in his and led her down to their shared bedroom. Corpse shed himself of his clothes while (Y/N) changed into one of his shirts, her usual nightly attire. When they climbed into bed together, (Y/N) took her place in Corpse’s arms again, resting her head on his chest. He played with the hair on the nape of her neck, something (Y/N) had often told him she loved.
“I never imagined actually having kids,” he admitted. “I always wanted them, but with all of my health issues, and the agoraphobia, I never thought I’d actually be able to have any.”
“And now that you do have one, what do you think?” (Y/N) asked.
“What do you mean?”
“Like..is it what you expected? Or did you expect anything?”
Corpse thought over the question for a moment. “I wasn’t sure what to expect when you told me you were pregnant. I thought, originally, that it couldn’t be true. Then I was afraid that I wouldn’t be healthy enough myself to take care of a baby, or that before Leo was born you’d realize how much wrong I had going on with me and you wouldn’t want to have him with me anymore. Now that he’s here though...I can’t imagine ever being as happy as I am.”
(Y/N) smiled to herself in the darkness. “Really?”
“Really. I mean, as cliché as it is to say, he’s perfect. Everything about him is perfect. And I really can’t imagine having anyone else as his mom.”
(Y/N) had to blink away the tears forming in her eyes as she lifted her head to find Corpse’s cheek. She placed a light kiss there before mumbling, “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” Corpse responded. “And Leo. I love our little family so much. I’m so unimaginably happy with everything.”
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imnotevenhere9 · a month ago
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Cuddles {Corpse Husband x  male! streamer! reader}
↳ Type: fluff
↳ Summary: After a game of Among Us your boyfriend demands cuddles
↳ Word count: 471
↳ Warnings: neck kissing, cuddles, Corpse being a softie in the end
↳ A/n: A little bit shorter, but I still think it’s kinda cute xd
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“CORPSE!” you yelled in disbelief. Your boyfriend just killed you in electrical and vented. This whole time he was following you around to ‘protect’ you. But the second the lights went out? He betrayed you like that.
You took a glance at your chat and returned to finishing your tasks, so you could hopefully still win the game as the crewmate. Even tho with Corpse being an imposter, there was a small chance that you would win.
You watched as Corpse continued to kill your crewmates, resulting in him winning the game. Exactly as you thought would happen.
“I can’t believe you’ve done this to me, Corpse.” you said once you were in the main lobby again
“I’m sorry Y/n, it had to be done...” you could tell he was trying to be serious but failed miserably as he started laughing
“Oh, so you’re laughing now? Wait until I get imposter next time and kill you as well!” you couldn’t help but start laughing too. You were never able to be mad at him for too long because of a game, he’d come to cuddle with you after every stream. And who are you to refuse the cuddles because of some game?
"Hm, I'll be waiting."
You played a couple more rounds before deciding to end the stream, shortly after your boyfriend did as well. You pulled off the headphones and went to the kitchen, pouring yourself a glass of water.
You felt someone hugging you from behind and resting their head in the crook of your neck. You didn't freak out, you were used to Corpse hugging you out of nowhere by now.
"Hi."
"Hi, babe." you smiled and leaned against him
"Today's stream was fun, don't you think?" he chuckled
"It was, except the part when you betrayed me and killed me instead of protecting me like you were supposed to." you said with a hint of teasing in your voice
"That was the best part..."
You didn't even have to look at him to know that he was smirking.
"I did revenge myself when I was the imposter, so I'm not even mad anymore." you laughed
"Good..."
He started to leave a trail of kisses on your neck, going up to your hair and planting a few kisses there as well.
"I want cuddles." Corpse said
"You're hugging me right now, preventing me from moving!"
"That's not the same as cuddling." he defended himself
"Alright, let's go cuddle..." you said softly
You ended up laying on your back in the bed with Corpse resting his head on your chest. Your fingers ran through his curly hair, massaging his scalp. None of you spoke, there was no need to. You were simply enjoying each other's presence, absorbing the moment as much as you could.
"I love you..."
You heard him mumble into your chest. You smiled, planting a kiss in his hair.
"I love you too..." you whispered back
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corpseglider · 11 months ago
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pairing .. corpse x youtuber!reader (fem)
summary .. in which corpse lets you win a round of among us
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You smirked as the large bold letters scrolled in front of your eyes, Imposter.
It felt as if it’d been ages since you’d gotten the challenging role. In the last round, your little worker’s life had almost immediately ended after being killed by Rae.
You’d spent the entirety of the round as a ghost, answering viewer’s questions from your livestream, and trailing along with Rae’s murderous streaks.
You’d been playing as a group for nearly two hours now, which was about halfway through your livestream—and this was the very first time you’d gotten Imposter since you started the game.
“First time of the stream.” You muttered underneath your breath, speaking quietly although you were on mute. You moved your cursor around the screen, watching as everyone ran from the cafeteria.
Sean and Felix stuck together, making their way to weapons—while Sykkuno, Toast, and the others headed towards storage in a large group. The only one left in the cafeteria was Poki, who was AFK for a bathroom break.
As your little character entered med bay, you gasped to yourself, seeing Toast alone and in the middle of a scan. You laughed to yourself as you watched his body fall, taking one win for your team.
You vented out of med bay and into electrical, running into Corpse while you exited the newly lit room. Your partner, Sean, had shut the lights off, allowing you an alibi for why you were leaving electrical.
Corpse ran around you in circles, gesturing for you to follow him as he lead you up the hallway and into shields. “Hey, Corpse.” You said to yourself, the smile on your face being seen through your words.
“I guess we’re sticking with Corpse now, guys.” 
The chat immediately blew up. Fans had grown to ship you and Corpse ever since you’d begun playing Among Us with the group, noticing the flirty interactions that never failed to occur.
@user: corpse x y/n is back!
@user: omg what if she kills him
@user: you guys are literally my parents..date.
You stood by as he began to do his tasks, the Simon Says one being the first of many. While he was distracted you ran to the top vent, leaving Corpse alone for a moment, before killing Dave in the med bay hallway.
Faster than lightning, you returned to Corpse’s side, praying that he hadn’t seen you vent or have any suspicion of you being the imposter.
You held your breath, waiting to see if he’d ran to the cafeteria to call a meeting, before letting it out slowly. The beating of your heart subsided as he continued on as if nothing happened.
“Okay guys.” You said to your viewers, following Corpse as he led you out of shields and back down towards electrical. “I think we got away with that one.”
Corpse then proceeded to perform some of his tasks, while you did as well. You stood by the walls, pretending to complete your missions—ensuring that the green bar moved every time, of course.
There were little moments where you’d abandon him for a split second, murdering one of your bystander friends, and then reuniting with the crew member in the midst of tasks.
Sean had been ejected from the ship after the first emergency meeting. Felix calling it, having seen him vent right out in the open.
It was obviously not the most ideal scenario to lose your partner, but you thought that you still had this round in the bag, no matter if Sean was there or not.
By now, you were positive that Corpse had no suspicion that you were the Imposter. He definitely would’ve said something by now if he did have any witnessing thoughts on your disappearance. 
“Oh no, oh no, oh no.” You mumbled, frantically preparing yourself to lie and lie as the report alert flashed across your screen. “Time to put my game face on.”
A loud gasp escaped your lips, faking shock at the amount of people already dead. “Oh my god, Sykkuno!” You yelled, adding on to the effect of innocence. “I can’t believe you killed Poki and Felix this time!”
You’d chosen to continuously blame Sykkuno for each and every one of your victims after the bodies were reported. He was all on his own, giving him no alibi or player to defend him.
It was now between you, Corpse, and Sykkuno to determine who won or lost the round. You hadn’t snagged a win in quite a while as Imposter, so your fingers were crossed tight for the final vote.
“Corpse, buddy!” Sykkuno said, directing all of his persuasive energy into his words. “You have to believe me, it was Y/N!”
You scoffed, pretending to be shocked by his accusation—when in reality you were snickering, smirking at his panicked explanations.
Corpse was laughing hysterically. If you could see his face, there’d most likely be tears running down his cheeks from the amount of belly-aching giggles leaving his mouth.
The ‘voted’ sticker popped up next to his avatar as well as Sykkuno’s. You held your breath before choosing to vote as well, clicking on the latter’s name and hoping that Corpse did as well.
“Yes!” You screamed, jumping up from your chair in excitement. The sight of your victory brought joy to your senses. “I can’t believe I actually won like that!”
As everyone began to unmute their mics, congratulating you on your win, Toast brought up the big question that was racking your mind earlier.
“Corpse, did you really just let her kill me and get away with it?”
Your crush was silent, the others agreeing with Toast in the fact that Corpse was a major simp for you and only you. He’d do anything to make you happy, even if it meant throwing a game.
“I wouldn’t have let her get away with it, if you hadn’t let yourself get killed.” Corpse responded, humor laced in his words, “and Y/N’s great company. I love chasing her around.”
You blushed, happy to hear that he liked spending time with you even if it was with computer characters and in complete silence.
“Hey Corpse,” you smiled, running around with him in circles around the crates. “Want some company in the next round?”
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struggling-with-time · 10 months ago
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Off Cam Kisses [Corpse x reader]
Paring: Corpse x female!reader
Summary: “I will always find cute the idea of reader streaming and corpse just walking to her and cupping her cheeks or pulling softly her collar to kiss her off camera.” requested by anon
Warnings: Fluff pure fluff
A/N: Have a nice day! <3
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You are currently streaming, when you hear your studio door open, you look over to smile at Corpse as he walks in. You return to answering chats questions, when Corpse keep just out of frame to read it with you.
“What’s my favourite… Oh no I can’t say that on stream.” You laugh, and points the question out to Corpse, who lets out his own laugh at it. “Someone is asking if you can answer the questions.” You look at him as, he leans against the chair beside you. Still standing up. He nods.
“Okay, favourite food?”
“Tacos, but you refuse to get them from anywhere but the place three roads down.”
“That’s true… That’s true…”
“Your favourite colour? Green.”
“Let me answer a couple for you.” Your viewers can see you turn your head to Corpse, a pout on your face.
“Go on. What’s my favourite tv-show?”
“That’s a trick question, we don’t pay for television, and your favourite show is that anime…” You trail off, the title lost on your tongue. “The one with those people, that does those… things. I know this one! Just give me a second.”
“I’m hurt baby, you hear this chat, she doesn’t know my favourite show.” Corpse teases you for all your viewers to hear and for them to see the embarrassment on you. As you lift your head a chat message catches your eyes.
“Corpse are you streaming right now?”
“Yeah, I left to go look how you were doing.” He chuckles, oh how you love that chuckle.
“You should go back!”
“I think, I can answer one more question, what’s my favourite activity?” You watch in confusion as he looks at you. “This.” He puts his hand into frame, and gently pull you on the collar you’re wearing, for you head to be out of frame. Your viewers only left to speculate what’s going on, but by the time your face returns, it’s red flustered, and your lips are swollen.
“Have a good stream, baby.” He gets up from the chair, and chat can see him pet her head. You watch him as he walks out your studio. Before returning to your stream as if nothing happened, and your chat isn’t blowing up.
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thefanficmonster · 3 months ago
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When You Put It Like That
Corpse Husband x Reader (Female)
Warnings: Swearing
Genre: FLUFF, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)
Summary: After a long time of trying to convince the angel-like Y/N to utter a single bad word, Corpse’s attempts are finally met with success but not the way he expected.
Requested by Anon. Hi hun! Thank you so much for this fluffy request, it was a ton of fun to write! I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long to complete and post it but here it finally is and if you happen to come across it and read it, I hope you enjoy the experience hehe. Love, Vy ❤
“Wait, wait, wait, what did I miss?“ I say as I hop into the Discord call and the Among Us server, running five minutes late since I got carried away reading my chat. My fans tend to do that to me - make me lose track of time and everything else. That’s why I usually try to connect to the call and game before I turn to look at my chat. Unfortunately, I forgot that bit today.
“Omg, Y/N! Put the cat ears on! It’s for the greater good, just trust me!“ Rae commands urgently. Amusingly enough, in the background, muffled a little by her voice is Corpse’s, telling me not to.
“Not that I need a reason to wear cat ears...“ I trail off, equipping the cat ears both in-game and IRL. Yes, I own a pair of cat ears, is that so surprising? “But can someone fill me in on what’s happening?“
“’Cat girls are ruining my life’ just surpassed twenty million views on YouTube, so we’re celebrating! And Mr. Popular Pants over here keeps being a party pooper, saying it’s not a big deal and refusing to put on cat ears.“
That’s when I notice that Corpse’s avatar is the only one wearing a different accessory than the rest of us. It’s this kind of tantrum-throwing-toddler that gets me laughing my butt off every single time. Add to it the witty sibling banter between him and Rae, fun for the whole family. Well, ok, not quite for the whole family with the curse words they sometimes drop left and right.
Speaking of cursing, I don’t do it. I was raised in a household where a curse word would earn me and my siblings a punishment - always different and never not creative but most importantly - always intense enough to make us regret saying a no-no word with our parents or grandparents around. That’s kind of stuck with me and I can’t really get over it. Even when I’m upset, the first thing that comes out of my mouth is that censor word YouTubers use to not get demonetized. I’ve been using those words all my life: shoot, freak, frick, crap, darn etc. - so my channel is always kept kid-friendly in that aspect.  Now with that context in mind, you’ll understand better the shock I received for this next move I made.
“Corpse, Corpse darling, listen to me. It’s not a big deal, it’s a HUGE deal. Don’t play the humble card with us, we know you too well. Allow us to be as excited as you were when you find out!“ I start off sweetly enough, “Sounds good?“
Corpse hesitates for a second, mumbling something under his breath before replying, “Ok, I guess.“
“Great!“ I clap my hands together, “Then put on the fucking cat ears!“
To say everyone in the call, especially Corpse, is stunned would be an understatement. Hell, I’m even stunned for a second or two, my eyebrows raising at my own out of character words. And, as a person who’s only cursed a countable-on-the-fingers-of-one-hand times in her life, boy did it feel freeing and relieving. Why haven’t I been doing it sooner, for fuck’s sake?!
This must be a huge success for everyone present, once again - especially for Corpse who’s been trying to get me to curse basically since the start of our friendship. He seems too shocked to even claim and flaunt his win over my willpower to keep my language clean, which I honestly appreciate.
“Well, when you put it like that...“ He finally mutters, his voice barely reaching me through the ‘oh my Gosh‘ squeals from Rae, Poki, Lily and Leslie who never thought their tries would lead to success. On the screen, I watch as his little black colored avatar equips the famous cat ears, “...How could I possibly complain?“
“Hell fucking yeah!“ I shout, clapping my hands together, “Wooo fucking hooo!“
“Ok, how the hell are we gonna stop her now? Is there a switch we can flip?“ Toast asks, faux concern in his voice.
“Shut it, Toast. I’ve worked far too hard to have her going back to being an angel!“ Corpse retorts, sending me and the rest of the players in a fit of laughter.
It’s true! He’s been working hella hard to get at least one curse word out of me, bribing me with immunity, threatening to kill me first in Among Us, offering an alliance or being my bodyguard or whatever else I could possibly fall for.
Hey, at least I didn’t get bribed into it, right?
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cloudybarnes · 10 months ago
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Corpsie | C.H
Pairing: corpse husband x reader
Summary: based on the prompt, "you're the only who who can call me that."
Word Count: 600+
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"Hey stream!" I grinned as I finally got my computer to start working. I loaded up my discord and Among Us as I read through some of the chats. "Yeah, I can't wait to play! It's going to be a good group of people again; same as always."
Once I got into the discord chat, I could hear Rae and Sykkuno playfully arguing.
"Sykkuno! You can't just say you trust me and expect me not to sus you out! You never say you trust me." Rae exclaimed.
I let out a little giggle, exposing myself to the group.
"Oh! H-hi Y/n." Sykkuno greeted. "How was your day?"
I smiled, "Hey Sykkuno! Hey everyone! I've been pretty good; I'm excited to play with you guys."
"Y/n, did you see the new armor I got in Minecraft?" Sykkuno asked. "Abe and John were both hitting me with their best weapons and I wasn't taking any damage."
I gasped, putting in the Among Us code. "No way! I'm going to have to check it out some time."
Abe interjected, "Y/n, his armor is crazy. Like John and I were literally hitting him with our best and so consistently he should have taken at least some damage. You really need to come see later."
Ludwig chimed in, "Sykkuno, how come you didn't invite me to check out your new armor?"
Sykkuno stammered, "Well you could, uh, also come... Ludwig. You know, if you want to."
I giggled, "Sykkuno, that doesn't seem like a genuine offer."
"Wait, what?!"
Ludwig cackled, "Sykkuno! You don't actually want me there?"
I left them to bicker and looked over to chat to see what everyone was saying. A lot of them were going on about where Corpse was.
I muted my discord mic to talk to chat for a second. "Guys, I'm not really sure when Corpse is going to be coming. I want him here as much as you guys, but if he's busy right now we have to be patient." I lightly laughed.
I toned back into the conversations, but right as I unmuted, Corpse joined.
"Corpsie!" I exclaimed.
A deep chuckled rumbled through my headphones. "Hello, Y/n."
"Oh, h-hi Corpse." Sykkuno mumbled.
"Yeah, hey Corpsie." Toast teased.
"Hi, Sykkuno. Hello, Toast." Corpse replied.
"Oh, so we can call you Corpsie, now?" Ludwig joked.
Corpse chuckled, "Please don't. Only Y/n calls me that; it's too embarrassing."
I gasped and pouted, "Corpse! If you didn't like it, I would totally stop calling you Corpsie. I just thought it was, like, cute and funny."
"No, no, no. I don't mind when you call me that. You're the only one who gets to call me that. It's like- I just- fuck. Okay. I just think it sounds nice but only when you say it. It sounds weird, fuck. Sorry," he awkwardly chuckled.
It was quiet for a few seconds, my chat blowing up and my face became hot.
"Corpse, that was literally not smooth at all." Rae laughed. From that, everyone joined in laughing, including Corpse.
"Just forget about what I said, it's so embarrassing." He chuckled.
"It wasn't embarrassing." I smiled, "It was kind of adorable."
"Oh," he responded, "nice to know."
Poki chuckled, "Alright, everyone. You guys ready to play?"
We all agreed, and soon the game started, but not before I got a message from Corpse saying I think you're kind of adorable.
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cathedreal · 12 days ago
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𝟑:𝟒𝟖 𝐚𝐦. [ 𝐜.𝐡. ]
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Conversations at night carry more weight and yet we hold them anyways. We ignore sleep to grow closer to the people we care about and risk it all for those we love.
Corpse and Y/N have a habit of talking over Discord when the night falls because everything is easier said in the dark.
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─── corpse x gen!reader
─── falling in love, friends to lovers, no tw
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author's note: i adore this fic so much and i hope you do too
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“Talk to me.”
The clock hit 3:48 am.
The outside world had been doused into hues of black, a lone star twinkling at you teasingly from above. You should be in bed right now, you should be asleep, you should be doing anything but talking to the person who had occupied the late hours of the night since you met.
“I don’t know what you want me to say,” you laughed, rolling your desk chair back and forth a little bit. The soft creaking sounds were probably not audible over the voice call in Discord and yet you still wondered if Corpse was imagining you sitting at your desk, curled up in your chair with one leg sticking out to move yourself around, a blanket tightly wound around your body to protect yourself from the biting cold of the night.
You were imagining Corpse. Not exactly what he looked like, you had never cared about that. Why would you? Whether you were able to put a face to the name that haunted you even in your dreams, didn’t matter. You cared about this; long night calls, the slightly nauseous feeling in your stomach from the lack of sleep, the peaceful quiet of the night.
No, you were imagining Corpse. You pictured how he would tap his fingers restlessly against his own desk as he waited for you to talk him through the night, how he would take a sip of tea as he hummed at your story when you finally did talk, how he was pressing his earbuds deeper into his ear to hear your voice more clearly.
Corpse sighed for the umpteenth time and you would have felt like you were disappointing him if it wasn’t for the teasing tone it held. Even his sighs sounded teasing, never mean or angry. You felt as though Corpse was softer around the edges around this time of the night, like he had been stripped bare of the barbed wire he had wrapped around his skin.
“Something,” he mumbled. “Anything.”
His voice sounded hoarse, as if he had been screaming all day and you almost wanted to ask if he had been screaming all day. You often nagged about him screaming for songs and not taking care of his throat after.
But tonight was not meant for those conversations.
Everything was quiet, peaceful. Goosebumps rose on your arms when a gust of wind travelled into the room but it woke you up a little as well so you welcomed it.
Tonight was a night for secrets.
“I’m afraid,” you whispered, wondering if it was loud enough to be picked up over Discord. Corpse made a questioning sound. You got your answer.
Corpse paused then before speaking carefully, as if he could cut you with every wrong syllable he uttered out. “Everyone is afraid of something.”
“Not everyone lives the life we live,” you answered and there it was, the root of the problem, the thing that has been on your mind since the moment you started streaming.
“Relevancy?” Corpse guessed and yes, it was part of that. You could lose your job and income within seconds. One bug that deleted your account, one mishap of yourself, one split-second, and your livelihood would be gone.
Relevancy, though, didn’t cut it exactly, not the way it did for Corpse. You knew how much importance he lied on relevancy, how convinced he was that he wouldn’t be loved anymore by the end of the year no matter how much you tried to tell him that the world was at his feet.
“Entertainment.”
“Ah...”
You sighed and twirled the cord of your headphones around your finger, watching it slide off again when you tilt your finger down and repeat the same action again until you felt like you could move the conversation forward again.
Silences with Corpse were never awkward, never uncomfortable. Neither of you ever felt the need to keep talking just for the sake of making sounds. Every word meant something, every sentence was uttered because you wanted to, not because you felt the need to.
“Among Us is getting old, Corpse,” you said, clicking onto your YouTube channel to mentally count the parts you have made. You get to twenty then stop. There is more when you scroll down. “Fans are getting bored.”
“Then we find something else to play,” Corpse said simply as if it’s easy as that. Just a new game to play until it’s streamed one too many times, and then you do it all over again. “There’s always a new game, a new-”
“We?” you suddenly asked, interrupting Corpse mid-sentence. You would apologise later, but you needed an answer now.
You could hear your heartbeat in your ears and wondered how the heart and ears were connected. Maybe you were making it up in your mind or maybe every body part reacted to Corpse’s hoarse laugh, a quiet and fleeting thing.
“We.”
“So you’d follow me to another game?” you asked, a smile permanently painted on your lips.
Corpse cleared his throat softly. You could hear hair swishing against the earbuds he must be wearing, almost as if he was shaking his head ‘no’.
“I’d follow you anywhere.”
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“I don’t deserve it,” Corpse said, his voice small and defeated as if he carried the world on his shoulders and crumbled under the weight of it at the same time. “The fame and attention and money. I don’t deserve it, Y/N.”
It was late, or early, you couldn’t quite distinguish the difference during these hours.
The hours past 1 am were cast into nothingness. Time wasn’t real at 4:16 am. You were small and big all the same, the only person in the world and one of billions, tired and sated. You could do everything you wanted to do at this time, the possibilities seemed endless. You wondered why you always felt the need to go out and scream up at the sky at 4 am, you wondered why you felt like you were magical when you looked at yourself in the black screen of your second monitor, you wondered why everything felt possible.
“You deserve the world, Corpse,” you replied, voice tired and soft. The words sounded slurred but it somehow made everything easier. Sounds formed sentences and they slipped out of your mouth easier at night.
Corpse was silent for a moment, but you didn’t feel afraid. You knew that this was okay, you knew that you could speak freely tonight.
“Stop,” Corpse finally whispered, almost pleadingly. “Stop, before I fall in love with you.”
All boundaries gone, no hesitation.
4 am was for recklessness.
“Would that be so bad?”
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“Y/N?” Corpse asked, the sudden sound of his voice forcing your eyes open. You had been dozing off as a lull in the conversation stretched on for a little too long. Even after all these late-night talks with Corpse, you could never quite manage to stay up for the entirety of it. You always dozed off at some point. Sometimes Corpse woke you, sometimes you woke up yourself hours later, still on the call with him.
Recklessness and adrenaline and the need to explore had been replaced with drowsiness, drooping eyelids, your body feeling heavier and slower than before. You curled up under your blanket, tucking yourself in to stay in the cocoon of warmth that you had created.
“You woke me up,” you mumbled, your head falling to the side a little as you squinted at the screen in front of you that lit up with a new message.
Corpse laughed softly, his laugh nearly carrying you back into sleep. Corpse’s voice was comfortable to you after so many nights of accidentally falling asleep in the middle of conversations with Corpse, him still rambling in your ear about everything and nothing. His voice brought you back, though, because you wanted to hear what he had to say, a habit you couldn’t quite shake, even during streams where you were mostly focused on him.
“I’m sorry but this was important.”
You huffed and waited for your computer screen to unlock again.
“What is more important than sleep?”
“A lot of things,” Corpse replied cheekily. He didn’t even sound tired yet. Maybe it was true when he told you in a mischievous voice that he was a creature of the night. “But most of all… Cats.”
“Fair enough,” you laughed and clicked on the video, sent at 5:21 am. You giggled when a kitten was gently lifted. The owner shook the kitten back and forth a little and its eyes closed happily. You could hear soft sloshing of what you assumed to be milk.
“Apparently,” Corpse said, watching the video alongside you probably. You could hear him laughing too. “Apparently, if a kitten drinks too much milk, it sloshes in their stomach.”
You cooed softly and then you watched it again, laughing softly to the rhythm of Corpse laughing in your ear.
You felt delirious, you probably both did. You laughed and talked and laughed more. The room was spinning off its hinges and you were just along for the ride as tiredness set deep in your bones but you weren’t ready to give over to it.
You only had Corpse like this in the privacy of the night. Leaving now wasn’t an option.
It never had been.
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“People wake up at this hour,” you said, watching your phone with small eyes as it sprung to 6 am on the dot.
“Crazy people wake up at this hour,” Corpse mumbled back and you just knew that he was exhausted. You had tried coaxing him into bed when he called you around 2 am and here you were, 4 hours later, feeling like you might succeed this time.
“Corpse?” you asked carefully and smiled at the groan you heard on the other side. A petulant child, you once called him and it was no less true weeks later. “You already know what I’m gonna say.”
“I’ll miss you too much.”
If only he knew what it did to you to hear that. Maybe he did know and maybe he used it against you to trick you into staying. Or maybe it was the truth and Corpse felt as vulnerable as you did.
You said nothing for a moment and watched as the sky lit up instead, casting the night into blues and oranges. You both felt ready to redo your entire life and bone-tired at the same time. There was something about mornings that represented new beginnings and maybe this could be the start of one.
“Come on now,” you said with a soft laugh but Corpse must have known what it meant.
“I mean it,” he replied. His once soft voice turned serious, undeniable. He formed a brick wall with this statement, not letting you get around it but trapping you in until you couldn’t do anything but surrender.
“Corpse…” you whispered softly this time. “Go to bed.”
You squeezed your eyes shut and looked at the early morning sky again, silently apologising to it for being a coward.
Every night ended this way.
Though both you and Corpse let words fall that nobody else would hear and even though both you and Corpse always hung up with a bittersweet feeling that followed you into your sleep, neither of you was willing to take the step.
Too much was on the line. The year of friendship you carried with you, the comfort between the two of you that was visible even for the audience, the risks that would make all of the safety you had built between the two of you come undone.
This night was different.
Corpse took the step.
“I wish you were here,” he mumbled, this time he sounded hollower, though it could also be because he switched to the voice call on his phone. You could hear bed sheets rustling after all.
You closed your eyes and imagined what it would be like to slide in next to him. To sink into the warmth he had created with his own body and add more of your own, to feel the planes of his skin against yours as you tumbled into sleep.
You laughed but it came out choked. “Tell me again in the morning.”
When you’re not on the brink of sleep and gripped by the feeling of hope that new mornings bring. When you’re not high on sleep deprivation and your brain doesn’t tell you that it’s okay to confess your love to your friend because sleep is there to catch you when that same friendship is ripped away from you. When you’re not making rash decisions just to keep me even though you know I will stay if you ask me to.
“If you tell me tomorrow I’ll be there, I promise.”
“Okay, I will,” Corpse said and it took one, two lingering seconds, and then the call was ended.
You wondered if you could ever fall asleep now but you still stood, shaking out your legs as they had fallen asleep long ago and somehow made it to your bed. You slipped in and hugged your pillow to your chest, picturing Corpse was wrapping his arms around your waist as you drifted into sleep.
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It was 10:57 am and a message on Discord was already waiting for you when you opened your phone, squinting against the sudden light.
I kept my promise
It read and below it was Corpse’s address.
You held your phone to your chest even though you were the only person living in this small apartment covered in plants and books and art and new hobbies that were only half-finished.
There was too much power given to you in that single message and for a moment, you questioned your own sanity. Perhaps you were dreaming and Corpse hadn’t sent this message to you after all, but after pinching your arm, leaving behind the faint ghost of your own fingers, you realised how much Corpse must have trusted you to hand you this.
The trust that he had in you, visible in every typed out letter of his address, brought tears to your eyes and then you were typing back as quickly as your fingers would let you.
And I will keep mine
You smiled, already walking to your bathroom to get yourself ready for the new beginning you wished upon when the day broke in.
I’ll be right there.
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