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strnqer · 2 years

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something about you

— pairing: corpse husband x afab!reader

— quote: “did you mean it?”

— warning(s): cursing, hurt/comfort

(𝐲/n) sighed for what felt like the millionth time that day, she was contemplating on wether to post the cover song on her platform or not.

she rubbed her hands on her eyes to rid her of any desperation and replayed the song once more.

in my room,

singing along with you

and my baby

you know that i got you

(y/n) closed her eyes as she leaned back on her gaming chair remembering every face-time call they've had just to listen to music. they'd simply sit and take in each other's presence, corpse' eyes would remain on his screen as he watched her write on her journal or feed her cats(or just breathe), his longing stares would always remain unnoticed seeing as every time (y/n) glanced at the camera she'd be met with the comforting sight of darkness—

not that she minded, she loved seeing his outline, she'd memorized it by how often they'd call just for (y/n) to go on with her day as corpse watched with soft music playing in the background.

it was a safe space for corpse to come to when he needed a small escape from reality, every second spent with her was a moment more where he truly felt happy.

hit the road

i'm taking off with you

not in a hurry

there's something about you

late night drives were the highlight of her day, (y/n) loved how either her or corpse would randomly jump into their car and drive up to the others place to pick them up. most of the time corpse would appear on her doorstep late at night when he couldn't sleep, he'd ask her to take a drive with him—usually with (y/n) driving since she preferred having corpse fall asleep mid song. it'd give her a peace of mind knowing he at least slept for a few minutes with her.

aside from his naps, the air around them would be filled with loud chuckles and spilling of secrets, they'd always have some sort of calming music in the background mostly consisting of piano or guitar. (y/n) could always tell he had the biggest smile on his face underneath his signature face mask, she loved to know he was happy because of her. she loved him.

he looks just like a dream

the prettiest boy i've never seen

from the cover of a magazine

(y/n)'s shaky hand lifted up to press pause once more. she took in a deep breathe, deciding to post it once and for all. what's the worse that could happen?

her fingers moved efficiently across the keyboard, matching black nails that she'd done with corpse clicking against the letters. ' something about you cover — for you, bear; the man i'm fucking in love with ' she'd type, using the same nickname she'd given the older man long ago. (y/n)'s mind drifted back to what this decision might cause, the pain, the loss. . .she took in a deep breathe allowing her mind to relax before allowing herself to upload the video—patience is all that was left.

the video didn't take long to upload, in fact in less then 10 minutes the video was up and running on her youtube—fans had already begun their attacks, many were already suspecting and other were painfully clueless. she received dms and tags on all of her social medias but none were from the man she wanted most.

a few fans began a chain on twitter, they pointed on the fact that she was wearing corpse's hoodie and the painfully obvious one which were the lyrics. (y/n) let out a sigh of relief, everyone was taking it somewhat okay and the weight was finally lifted from her sore shoulders.

the pretty girl lifted herself up from her desk to make her way over to her bed but before she could even move a muscle the familiar ringtone flared noisily through the air. she winced at the sudden noise but accepted her fate, and with a shaky hand she answered corpse's call.

heavy breathing filled the tense atmosphere that surrounded the pair, no one dared to say a word. "cor—"

"do you mean it." corpse's voice ripped through her like a cut to the heart and suddenly everything became much more realistic. there really was a chance she'd loose him.

"i mean it." (y/n)'s voice wavered slightly, she shut her eyes tightly waiting for his rejection to come but nothing came. his heavy breathing filled her thoughts before suddenly it disappeared, she snapped her eyes open only to see he'd ended the call. . she should have expected it, she shouldn't have done it. words of rejection filled her head, voices flared their thoughts around her and loud ringing made its way to her ears. she was dying. she couldn't do anything about it, she felt herself explode yet nothing had happened, she still remained in the quiet room, everything was in order.

(y/n) lifts her hand as if to delete the video but decides against it knowing that it'd cause problems among their fans.

an hour passed, she'd lost any and all hope she had.

two. suddenly she was hyperventilating, the song she'd sang so lovingly for her best friend played over and over again in the background. large, hot tears made their way down her face, leaving a wet trail in their wake. she sobbed and sobbed yet no one heard, her heart hurt inside of her chest, she didn't feel a thing. a knock ripped through the moody air and straight into her chest, she stood, hope evident in her dull eyes as she walked over to her door. she hesitated slightly, her hand pulled back to wipe away her tears and runny mascara.

corpse waited patiently outside of her door. he had paced around his room in the brinks of a panic attack, the only person that could help him through it wasn't there—he was in disbelief, he felt stupid for how he ended the call. he couldn't imagine how terrible she felt at that moment, he punched himself repeatedly, over and over. he couldn't say those simple fucking words over the phone. he needed to tell her. corpse had determinedly made his way over to her apartment.

the door creaked open only to uncover her, oh how he wished he came sooner.

her eyes were rimmed with red, purple ish bags were already forming underneath her eyes from all the stress she—he had put her through along with the furious scrubs of her sweater clad hands against her weak features.

he despised himself. the way he felt now seeing her in such a fragile state pained him to the rim. he wished only to make it right and hoped that he wouldn't make a fool out of himself for trying.

upon opening the door the weight on her heart multiplies, the man of her dreams stood a few inches away wearing the same stupid mask he wears out in public that she unknowingly adored.

(y/n) takes in a deep breathe while pacing along her thoughts for words.

"i- what're you doing here corpse?" her voice broke slightly off at the end and the man whom it was directed to winced.

"i had to come see you.." her eyes casted to her feet before she took a few steps back into the comfort of her home, allowing him to move in and shut the door behind him.

as if he were in a trance, corpse practically ripped his mask off along with his beanie, then throwing it somewhere in the room.

as if on instinct (y/n)'s eyes cast down to the floor, suddenly the small cracks seemed interesting. she felt the taller man walk up in front of her which caused her muscles to tense. "look at me." he demanded, yet his voice was far from stern and his hands which now rested on her cheeks were far too gentle.

her eyes slowly trailed up his figure until they finally met his eyes. she took her time in memorizing his perfect features. he was everything she's imagined him to be and much more.

the slight tremor in corpse hands didn't go unnoticed, she gently placed her own hands on top of his, uttering those three little words that had corpse flush like a little kid. "you're so gorgeous"

his hands moved swiftly and efficiently as he pressed her against his body. his back hunched over as he shoved his face in the crook of her neck. (y/n) gently stroked his back as he took her in, "d. . .did you mean it?"

"i-i did." she took in a huge breathe, her muscles slowly tensing underneath his weight and soon he was laughing. laughing.

she closed her eyes, heavy tears building up and piling over as she waited for his rejection. but it never came.

corpse moved away from her for a split second before his lips came crashing down to hers, the salty mix of both their tears caused them to smile and soon enough the contagious sound of laughter forced its way out of their throats and their lips were no longer able to meet.

corpse held her tight, and she held on just as tightly.

a childlike demeanor overcomes the darker male as he excitedly asks her to sing the song to him.

(y/n) nods with a loving smile on her face as she sits on the beanbag with her guitar.

corpse on the other hand has the widest smile he's ever had, his cheeks were almost strained and red from the amount of happiness he displayed for her, yet there he was,

asking her to play it again and again as he listened to her talking so lovingly about him.

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hxnguxng-jxn · 1 year

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Hello! Just read the requests rules haha! So is it okay to ask for enemies to lovers with wwx and lwj?? Also Can the reader be a wen? Maybe a war prize (you can ignore this part if it too much!) Oh! Can the reader be like evil at first??

Writers Note(s): I will be honest, I did not expect this to be the first trope in my first request, it actually surprised me! I think I can do almost all of these but a certain angsty trope above is swapped for another (you'll see below), but I will make it angsty!

Ship(s): WangXian × GN!Reader | separated and then together

Info on Reader: GN Reader (they/them, you/your), Reader is a Wen (undisclosed how they are related), and Reader is good at fighting (uses a sword/sabre/great sword here).

Genre(s): Angst | Eventual Fluff | Happy Ending

WARNING(S): Reader is treated more like a character insert (OC blank slate, basically), less of a true Reader insert. The Reader willingly follows Wen Ruohan's orders, with no reason given (for blank slate purposes). Physical abuse in the form of Reader not being given a weapon to train is shown, Reader being treated poorly (like the Wen's were) is shown. The Reader has be given a redemption and will LIVE in the end! Beheading is mentioned (if unable to stomach, skip the bullet with 🔴).

ENDGAME: A happy ending! Reader will have their happy ending!

Fujoshis DNI || Remember to read to your own safety!

Your mind has always been taught that you'll die for your family, and die when you need to. Of course, the closer to the main family of Wen Ruohan you are, the more you'll hear his paranoid and psychopathic ideals rattle off like that... but you'd never heard of his rambles until you were old enough to hold a sword.

The instant anyone could: Wen Ruohan would come sniffing.

Wen Qing and Wen Ning were distant enough to not be under his thumb, especially with how sickly Wen Ning was: but you're far from lucky. No matter how healthy or sickly you are, what your distance was to his main bloodline, or if you're simply married in... he seems to have taken a liking to your branch of family, but mostly in you.

From youth to young adulthood, you have lost track of all of the teachings of the demons of Gusu, the heathens of Yunmeng, the yellowbellies of Lanling, and more. It was just how the Wen's brainwashed you into believing the outside world to be how Ruohan saw it. Weak. Deplorable. Conquerable.

Future you, while laying in bed with your two husbands, laments and categorize your past as you are the last one awake so late into the night...

You had done many things in the backlines of the war started by your family patriarch, and no form of killing was off the table for your blade. You've survived the siege on Gusu, even though you didn't light the Cloud Recesses on fire. Yunmeng had been next, and you know that afterwards you became mostly a foot soldier after Wen Ruohan only trusted his direct sons and one certain soldier.

How foolish of Wen Ruohan to trust anyone, especially that one soldier (you later identify as Meng Yao) he kept at his side and who didn't have to crawl when speaking to him. It only takes one soldier to kill another man. And Wen Ruohan, no matter his psychopathic ramblings, was just a man.

After killing Clan Leader Nie, burning the Cloud Recesses, held the Night-hunt of the Xuanwu of Slaughter, massacring Yunmeng, attempted to wipe out the Martial Arts World of all that weren't Wen's, massacres of towns that didn't adhere to his laws, killing for something as dumb as a curfew... Truly, he did believe in some backwards ways. You lambasted the man's name to this day.

This man, who ruined the lives of all those he shared the surname with... even yourself.

During the First Sunshot Campaign you had been captured by some Lan nobody far from the grand steps where your patriarch was slain, and the sharp whistling of Chenqing dies down. The corpses stopped piling, blood stopped pooling, and sound seemed to have muted in the vacuum it left. Your fate was sealed as you were identified in the later parts of imprisoning your family members to places of servitude. But you were well learned and knew what the penalty for your entire family name was destined to be.

It was inevitable, and there was no use crying or wailing with the children and babies.

Because of your usefulness, you were put to use by training the youth and young adults in the camps as they took back their homes. You weren't given a weapon of any kind―oh no, that'd give you too much power―so you'd have to make do with dodging and hand-to-hand. Of course, eventually, you'll grow tired and then they'll be able to strike you.

You were basically their physical punching bag, their war prize that they know would not leave no matter the abuse. You're always moving with the main squadron and it seems the big names of Jiang, Lan, Nie, and Jin found it comfortable you weren't out of their sight for too long.

The kids were nice. Some kids are nice and wouldn't strike you without reason; good kids, all around. Some imitate their older classmates, who had fathers and mothers lost to war, and it seems like karmic justice somewhere in your mind.

Your only saving grace was the daily "random" wooden sword you'd find in the large water grace bear where they drag you to train the new wave. A certain younger, mournful looking twin Jade always seemed to walk the water path as you were dragged from your hut, so you have a good idea as to who your savior is.

Days and nights, in deep thought as you're forced to eat gruel to help heal your wounds, you can see your savior passing you hidden notes about someone you've heard from the late Wen Chou many times. That Wei Wuxian. What was Lan Zhan trying to tell you? You couldn't even leave. You probably just have to hold off, and so you remember doing so.

Finally, comes the day of Wen Ning's death and resurrection, and it hits your ears like a gong as waves of bloodlust comes from nowhere. After the defect of Wei Wuxian and the disappearance of all Wen's not underneath the direct law of the Four Clans, all Wen's seemed to die overnight in waves...

【🔴】 ... and your beheading reached your ears as well, like you could even miss it with the guards keeping themselves informed loudly by your hut.

Now or never... no guts, no glory!

Escaping while the families were busy infighting and dealing with the loss of Wei Wuxian from their side was the easy part. Turning around at the last second to see the youngest Twin Jade watching you leave―silent and mournful, as every day you see each other―you give a look of determination back...

... you could swear your eyes deceived you, but you could swear you saw his expression soften. Not grow gleeful, or joyous. But relax.

Without looking back, you head to where you're certain the note from Lan Zhan will carry you to your remaining clan members. And you're sure it'll be safe. If it wasn't, you'll aid Wei Wuxian all you can.

By the time you get to the Burial Mounds, your aid is just needed tending to fields or taking over as a babysitter for the young. This was where you could officially meet Wei Wuxian, who was weary of you but apparently someone put in a good word for you before you even took off for the plains.

You'd classify it as: strange. Not bad. Just strange. But after months of personally being Wei Wuxian's backbone, assisting the doctors, hunting with Wen Ning, and being attentive to Wen Yuan... You might say call the soft, complicated stare Wei Wuxian holds you in as strange.

But something might have clicked in your mind about what that look could mean, when a lone Lan Zhan appears in the town and is (adorably) held down by Wen Yuan. Wei Wuxian seems to have found it humourous, and might have leveled a complicated expression during Lan Zhan's whole stay.

Oh...

Oh!

Author's Note(s): I did not expect it to get that dark, but then I remembered how MDZS is normally and... well! I also want to say I used colored text to signify where romance (with each other all taken into account) starts for that character... *wink wink* (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

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goddesswritings · 3 years

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“Can I slap her for you?” - Corpse Husband | Part Two

Title: “Can I slap her for you?” – Part Two

Pairing: Corpse Husband x Reader

Summary: Being stuck living with the queen of YouTube drama and partying during the pandemic has seriously worn down your patience. Meeting Pokimane has changed your life for the better, making Among Us a pivotal part of your life.

Word Count: 5.2k

Unedited for now. I was eager to post. I will edit it later.

Corpse Masterlist

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<< PART ONE

After you left the apartment, you sat in the parking lot of some random store, trying to decide what to do now. Sighing, you opened your phone and went to Instagram. Corpse was probably wondering if it went okay.

Corpse: She left the stream, thank you!

Corpse: What exactly did you do?

Corpse: She’s sending Sean angry DM’s now.

Corpse: Hey, are you okay?

Y/n: Hey sorry, I had to pack. I’m fine, happy to help get her out of the stream. I switched off the power to her office.

Honestly, you wished you could have stood up against her more often than you did. She was four years younger, so you should have been able to have the say in things. But no, Olivia was a control freak and a spoiled brat too. She would no doubt tell your parents you started a fight with her, and she felt unsafe.

Corpse: Wow, you’re badass. Packing for what?

Y/n: Um, she may have kicked me out of the apartment, and I may have left without a fight because I’m tired of her shit. 🤷‍♀️

Corpse: Do you have a place to stay?

Of course you didn’t and you really should have thought about that before just leaving the way you did.

Y/n: Not really but I will find somewhere.

Well you hoped you could. There weren’t many people who were keen in taking in a friend during a pandemic.

Corpse: Poki’s going to call you.

At that message, your phone started to wring and sure enough, it was Poki.

“Hello?” You asked hesitantly.

“So someone let it slip that your sister kicked you out?” Poki said calmly.

“Is that someone, Corpse?”

“Yes, he said it out of shock but I’m glad he did. Knowing you, you would have kept it a secret from me.” She was right. You hated inconveniencing your friends.

“Damn you, Corpse.” You muttered making her laugh. “Yeah so I ruined Olivia’s stream and she started screaming at me before kicking me out. I didn’t fight it because I am tired of her.”

“Understandable. Well do you need somewhere to stay?”

“Yes but I will find some place.”

“Nope, you’re staying with me. Come over now or I am coming out to drag you back to my place.” Her protectiveness made you smile.

“Sure, I’ll be there in a few.” You hung up.

Y/n: Thank you for looking out for my stubborn ass, Corpse. I would have never told her.

Corpse: Stubborn is one word to describe you. Cute is another.

That comment made your face heat up from the sheer adorableness of it. Corpse seriously just called you cute.

Y/n: Can I say you have a genuinely nice hand. It’s marvelous.

Corpse: Hey, don’t make fun of my hand. It takes all the heat for me. That hand is very anxious every time I post him.

Y/n: Awe I bet. Give him hugs from me. Also tell him I’m a big fan!

The easy flow of conversation between the two of you was nice. You got along extremely well and talking outside of the game was nice, since you could focus on what you really wanted to say to him.

Corpse: He’s flattered!

This was great and took your mind off Olivia and the fact she just kicked you to the curb with nowhere to go. But Poki was there for you. You appreciated her more than she knew.

You pulled up in front of her apartment building, parking the car, you got out and grabbed your stuff. Typing in the code Poki had given you a while ago, you were let into the building. Entering the elevator, you made your way to her apartment.

Barely knocking, the door flew open to reveal Poki. She looked mad but also worried. She pulled you into the apartment and hugged you tightly.

“Can I slap her for you?” She asked calmly.

This made you giggle. “I mean I would like to slap her as well.”

“We should make a plan. Hey, the group is still on, come say hi.” She started to lead you to her office.

“Are they still streaming?” You didn’t want to reveal your face to the world, not like this.

“Oh no. We ended our streams when Olivia started talking about you. She completely wasn’t respecting your privacy and we weren’t about to let her spill it to our viewers.” That was so sweet of them to do.

You had left your bags in the other room while you followed her. An idle conversation was going on when you entered.

“Hey guys, I’m back.” Poki took a seat in front of the computer, she pulled up a second chair. “I have someone special here.”

Sitting down, you saw her nod for you to say something. “Hey, did you miss me?”

They went wild.

“Y/n! Oh we missed you!”

“Don’t leave us again.”

“I’m sorry I invited your sister to stream.”

“Hey Y/n.”

The mix of voices was overwhelming in a good way. Sykkuno, Rae, Sean, and Corpse pretty much spoke over each other which made you laugh.

“One at a time, guys. You can’t overload her.” Leslie told them.

“Sorry Y/n. We just really missed having you here. You’ve become one of our favorite friends to play with.” Sykkuno said sounding as sweet as ever. That man was just the best.

“Yes, I can say we agree.” Rae added.

It was nice to hear they missed you. It really helped to lift your mood as well.

“Did your sister really kick you out?” Toast asked

“Yes she did. But it’s not surprising at this point. She’s probably been gunning to kick me out as soon as she could.” Sad truth

“Well she’s the worst player ever. She can’t keep a secret at all. I really should have never agreed to get her into the group.” Sean said sounding sad.

“Hey Sean, please don’t worry about it. She’s always weaseling her way into things. It’s completely not your fault.” One of the things she loved to do was incessantly DM other youtubers for collabs or for free stuff. She really had no morals.

“Well thank you, Y/n. You’re literally the sweetest.” Sean said earning a bunch of ‘I Agrees’ from everyone else. That really was helping make the night better.

“Who’s up for some more Among Us to relax after that shitshow?” Lud asked making everyone laugh hard. It was agreed the group would do it. Luckily, you had your laptop and joined the call and game and stayed in Poki’s living room to play. Honestly, it was so good for you.

At the end if gaming, you said goodbye to the group. Then Poki showed you to the extra room that used to be her roommates before she moved out last month.

“Hey, are you looking for a roommate?” You asked as you put the bags on the bed.

Poki sent you a smile. “I am. Are you interested?”

This was good. “Yes, I mean I still have to find another job since my main is still furloughing me until this pandemic gets better but I have some money saved up.”

“Hey, please don’t sweat it. Besides, I know a friend who’s in need of an editor, I may have mentioned your name and she really wants to talk to you about it. Is that okay?”

“Wow, that’s perfect. Thank you, Poki. You’re such a great friend.” It felt good to have someone there for you.

She pulled you into a hug. “Always. I am so glad I met you. You’re one of my best friends.”

This was an honor. “Don’t make me cry.”

“I can’t promise anything. Anyway, I will leave you to rest. It’s been a long night. Tomorrow I will give you my friends details.”

“Sounds good, night Poki.”

“Goodnight, Y/n.” She waved goodbye and closed the door behind herself.

Smiling, you sat on the bed. It was such a good thing that she was here got you. But also Corpse was the catalyst that got you to actually tell Poki was what happening. He was sweet and it seemed he was looking out for you.

After changing into comfy pj’s, you brushed your teeth before climbing into the freshly made bed. Opening Instagram, you saw that Corpse has messaged you.

Corpse: I don’t like being too forward but hey here we go. Can I please have your number so we can talk more easily?

A smile made its way to your face. For a tough man, he surely had a sweet way of getting to you

Y/n: Yes you can. xxx-xxx-xxxx.

The nerves jumped when you sent that message. Less than a minute later, you received a text from an unknown number.

xxx-xxx-xxxx

Hey Y/n, it’s Corpse. Would you mind if I called you so we could talk for a little?

You liked this idea truthfully. It only helped to show how genuine Corpse was being.

Y/n

Not at all. Please go ahead and call me.

Your phone rang, displaying Corpse’s name.

“Hello?” You answered the phone while pushing away the anxiety.

A soft deep laugh filled your ear. “Hey sweet girl. How are you feeling?”

His words made you want to sigh in the most lovesick way. That never happened these days.

“I’m good. Poki had an extra room I could crash in and well I might just be her new roommate.”

“I love that. She’s so much better than your sister I assume.”

“She is. Here I won’t have to deal with the incessant pandemic partying Olivia likes to do.” That selfish bitch.

“Shit, is she stupid? She does know she’s risking a lot of lives, right?” You loved that Corpse had the logic you craved.

“So she is stupid, and her response was always that it’s not her problem and that the vulnerable people should stay home.”

“She sounds like the typical beauty youtuber these days.”

“Yes, she is. She has no morals.”

“Well that’s not good. I guess that’s why her name keeps popping up all over social media. She really needs to be careful, before she becomes the next Tana.” He was right but you personally thought she was past that point already.

“It’s too late. She’s already passed the point of return with all of this.”

“Yikes. It’s good you got out of there when you did.” A soft but deep laugh was heard through the phone. The sound made you giggle. Hearing such a tough guy laugh the way Corpse laughs, made you feel giddy. “So about what I said earlier, I meant it.”

“Huh, what are you talking about?” You truly were a little lost by this.

Corpse laughed again. “When I called you cute earlier. I meant it.”

Heat filled your face and a small smile made its way to your lips. “Thank you, Corpse. That’s really sweet of you. I don’t like to show many people who I am because they will immediately connect me to Olivia, and I don’t want that.”

“I get that. I don’t show my face for fear they won’t like me when I do. All my fans have built up this expectation of what they want me to look like and now I just don’t want to let them down. Plus it’s nice being able to stay anonymous if I go into public, but of course people will hear my voice and know. Shit, it’s hard.”

“Awe, I’m sorry. I saw what the attention has done to some people, but I think not everyone goes into that headspace. Also, I think you should stay faceless if it makes you feel better. There is no rule that says you ever have to show your face. People who push you to do it have no boundaries.”

Corpse was quiet for a while and you thought you had offended him. “I’m sorry if I said the wrong thing, Corpse.” You squeaked.

“No, you said the right thing. I was just thinking. You’re right. A lot of people have been on me to reveal my face, but I never intend to. I want to be able to live my life without being swarmed by fans, or god forbid, them judging me by my appearance.”

“Which is really fucked. When I first appeared in my sister video, the comments were awful. They couldn’t understand how she was related to me, but I never thought I looked bad. But I guess they expected Olivia to be surrounded by people in her genre. It was so hard to see those comments.” Thinking back to it, Olivia had even added to it. Telling you that you should have tried to look more like her for the video. You should have worn something more colorful and put-on way more make up then you liked. But you hated that. That wasn’t you.

“I can’t imagine the things they said. Is that why you deactivated your twitter?” How did he know about that?

“Oh, yeah. How did you know about it?”

“I remembered seeing a story about it on YouTube last year. They didn’t show your face, so of course I didn’t know it was you. But I figured it out when Olivia joined the game tonight and she blabbered on about being your sister. I’m sorry you received that hate. No one deserves that ever.” His voice was calming you now.

“Thank you. Olivia seemed to add to it, as well. Fuck, she’s just the worst person.” Family definitely had the ability to be shitty. “Meeting Poki last year really was the best thing. But also joining this Among Us group has been so good for me. Thank you for accepting me.”

“Of course. You’re a natural in the game but you also fit very well with the group.” Corpse really hoped you believed him because this was true. The group had a whole conversation about it when Olivia finally left

“I’m flattered. The Corpse Husband is telling me I fit in with him and his streamer friends. Wake me up, I must be dreaming.” You knew his words were genuine because it was just easy to tell.

“You better believe it, baby, because it’s true.”

You stopped short when you heard him call you baby. Of course Corpse had used that word before but right now it felt more intimate.

Letting out a yawn you realized it was nearing 4 am. “I appreciate it.” You mumbled, feeling the events from the day seep in.

“You’re tired, aren’t you?” His deep voice was lulling you closer to sleep.

“No.” Another yawn broke through.

“You can’t lie to me, Y/n. Get some sleep and we will talk tomorrow.”

The words made you smile. “That sounds good, Corpsie. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, sweet girl.” Despite wanting to stay on the phone, you hung up. Sleep was quickly coming in to claim you. You can happily say you fell asleep with a huge smile on your face.

Waking up was easier than it had been in a long time. Normally you woke up to Olivia screaming at you or someone else. So it was nice to wake up to silence. It allowed you to relax and wake up properly.

Your phone buzzed from beside you. A text from Corpse is what you first saw, so you opened it.

Corpse

Good morning, sweet girl. I hope the night treated you well.

Sweet and to the point. His messages made you think he had a thing for you. Well you hoped he did but he also could just be treating you the way he treats friends.

Y/n

Yes, I slept well and for once I wasn’t awoken by my obnoxious sister.

It would he good not to live with her.

Corpse

I bet. Hey I hate to be the one to show you this, but your sister posted this on her instagram.

He then sent a link to the post. It made your blood boil.

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There was a picture of her, she was holding up a ripped picture of you. A huge frown was on her face.

oliviaxoxo It’s a shame when family starts to treat you like you weren’t the one to give them money when they needed it. This is my sister and she’s a bitch. For the last few years, she’s been the one editing my videos. Well I found out she was trying to sabotage me, so I had to fire her and kick her out. What a shame it is when family stabs you in the back. 🙃🙃

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oliviafan23 Is this true? Damn, f*ck fake people.

queenolivia Sueeee herrrrr!

lovinliv Family ain’t shit. Spill her info so we can drag her.

sykkuwu Whoa, why are you spreading lies about your own family?

queenolivia Why would you defend someone like that?

valkyrea You’re such a sad human for doing this. Stop lying.

pokimanelol Let’s see, none of this is true. Your sister has done so much for you and you’ve never appreciated it. Get some help for this.

corpse_husband This is sick. No wonder your name is always blasted everywhere. Do your sister a favor and stop talking about her.

oliviaxoxo I don’t know why you’re defending my stupid sister, but that totally makes you not hot to me anymore. Ugh.

valkyrea Uh, that’s what you got from this. Wow, you’re not worth this.

corpse_husband What can you expect? The covid must have gone to her brain. |

corpseandlivfan Whyyyyyyy Corpse, why would you stand up for her. Do you not realize how horrible Y/n is? Please tell me this is a joke!?!?

corpse_husband Well, she’s a good friend of mine and I won’t let people make up lies. So it’s not a joke.

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You were mad that she’d even say this shit publicly, but you should have known she would. She was nothing without her group of misguided followers.

Y/n

Can’t say I’m not surprised. This is so on brand for her. Thank you for sticking up for me. It means a lot.

Corpse

I would do it any day. She shouldn’t be able to get away with doing that to you.

Sadly, growing up, she did get away with doing the absolute worst shit and you always received the brunt of it.

Y/n

With any luck, she draws negative attention.

You clicked the link to view it again but instead were lead to a page that said the content was unavailable.

Y/n

I believe she just deleted the post.

Corpse

Oh, she did. That’s awesome.

It was. Olivia was never one to swallow her pride and admit any wrongdoings. That means she would never delete a problematic post, but she finally did

Y/n

I didn’t really read any other comments besides you and your friends and the top comments. I can’t imagine what her fans are really saying.

Olivia was completely okay with letting her fans attack people. It was seriously a huge mess. She fell into the category of YouTuber with the worst most entitled attitude.

Corpse

It’s good you didn’t read them, because they were horrible. I can’t believe she would let her fans do that.

Y/n

She’s done a lot of shady stuff. This is even before she blew up on YouTube. There is a lot of issues between us.

There was a lot that could be said about your relationship with Olivia and none of them were good. Forever it seemed, you had tried to make it work and hoped your sister would grow up and change but it never happened.

Corpse

I think she’s a vile human. From what I have seen and her complete lack of human decency, I just can’t help but feel she’s just not a good person and she never will be.

He was right. She would never change.

Y/n

You’re right. Hey, I have to go thank Poki for letting me stay but I also need to go back to that apartment to get the rest of my stuff. Can I call you when I get back?

Corpse

Yes, of course. Good luck heading over there.

Talking to him was pretty natural feeling. It was clear now that you were getting a massive crush on him. You had a crush on a man who’s face you’ve never seen. You couldn’t help it though, his personality just meshed so well with yours. He’d made you feel safe and wanted.

After getting dressed, you found Poki in the kitchen making breakfast. She sent you a sweet smile when you entered the room.

“Thank you for standing up for me against my sister on Instagram.” You were truly honored this group of friends liked you enough to do something like this.

“You’re welcome. I couldn’t just let her say that and get away with it. She’s done a lot to you, that you don’t deserve. Corpse messaged all of us the minute he found it and we all jumped into action. Sean and Felix were getting ready to comment when she deleted it.” She explained as she set a plate in front of you.

“I’m so honored. Thank you!”

“Of course, you’re one of us now and we will never let her get away with this stuff anymore.”

You could just cry with how loved they were making you feel. This is what had been missing in your life. Friends who genuinely cared about you and wanted to protect you from the nasty stuff Olivia was capable of doing.

“Would you come with me to the apartment to get the rest of my stuff?” You asked once the two of you finished eating.

Poki nodded. “Of course I will. You shouldn’t have to go alone.”

An hour later, you exited the elevator on the floor where you once resided. Your sister wasn’t home, which would be good but there was a chance she could return while you were packing. But you would deal with that when it came down to it. The two of you quickly got to work, packing your life up into the boxes you’d brought with you. Luckily, you weren’t one to collect a ton of stuff. You mainly just had to make sure your clothes and makeup were packed up.

You and Poki would fill boxes and pile them by there door, then you would take them down to the car when you acquired a good amount. In the end, you figured you would fill maybe 10 boxes which is actually not too many considering you’ve lived in that apartment for five years.

Poki had left to go take two more boxes to the car while you finished up packing up your last few items. The front door closed, and you assumed it was Poki, but it wasn’t.

“Oh look who’s here? My lovely sister.” Olivia’s voice was flat and emotionless.

You rolled your eyes and turned to find her standing in the doorway, glaring at you. “Hello, Olivia. I’m just packing my stuff and then I’m leaving.”

“Who said you were allowed to come back here?” She grumbled, eyeing the boxes.

“Well, this is my stuff and I have every right to come pick it up.”

“If it’s in my apartment, it clearly belongs to me.” She snarled.

You snapped. “Cut it out, Olivia. This was my apartment too, until you kicked me out last night. You can’t just claim my stuff as your because you’re salty about me having friends.” She was a spoiled brat, and you were done letting her get away with it.

“I’m not the salty one. Everyone can see it’s you.” God she was so annoying. You taped up the last box and turned to her. She held her phone in her hand. “Everyone say hi to my sister. You know, the one I posted about earlier before someone reported my post.”

“Are you live?” You asked, keeping your face expressionless. Olivia would do this.

“I bet some of you remember the few videos I did with her. Well of course that was before she turned against me and decided she was going to try and ruin me. Say hi, Y/n.” A sick smile played on her face.

“I never consented to being in your live, Olivia. Please stop.” You tried to keep your voice calm so that she wouldn’t have any way to make you look like the bad person. But regardless, she was already doing it.

Olivia cackled. “Well I think I’m free to do as I please in my apartment.” You could only imagine what her fans were saying. “You’re right, Andrea, she is an idiot, and I should have her arrested.” She spoke aloud making your blood boil.

“You’re so immature, Olivia.” You grumbled before grabbing the last couple boxes and moving towards the door. Olivia decided to swat the boxes out of your hand, and they fell tumbling to the ground. “What the hell, Olivia. I could have fragile stuff in there.” You growled at her.

Olivia was just laughing. “This is funny. What else should I do, guys?” She asked as she panned the phone around the room.

Her immaturity was giving you a headache. Poki walked in and saw Olivia.

“Oh hey guys, look who’s here. Pokimane.” She panned the camera to Poki who frowned. Olivia just laughed and started talking shit until she was cut off by the stream just ending. “What the hell.”

You gathered the last few boxes, and Poki came to help while Olivia attempted to start another live.

“What the fuck, it won’t let me go live.” She growled while stomping her foot like a child.

“That’s what happens when an influx of people report your live.” Poki spoke as you both had gathered the boxes.

Olivia was frowning. “What did you do, Y/n.” She wanted to pounce at her, but Y/n and Poki were already at the door.

“Y/n did nothing, but I got word of your little livestream and contacted some friends for help. It will be at least 24 hours before you can have another live. But with the amount of people who reported you, well you may be banned for a while.” With that, you and Poki left Olivia standing there is absolute shock.

You and Poki put the last boxes in the car. “Thank you, Poki. How did you get so many people to report it?”

“Well it was actually Corpse. He texted me and informed me that she was doing a live and bothering you. He had his fans go report it, but apparently Sykkuno and Rae also sent their fans. I was going to send mine, but they had it handled. So this was all Corpse.” She explained.

Hearing this made you feel so soft for Corpse. “Awe wow. That’s so sweet of him.”

The two of you entered the car. “Y/n, can I tell you something without you telling him I told you?”

You looked over at her. “Yes, sure.” Your heart rate kind of picked up.

“Well the other day, Corpse admitted he has feelings for you, but he wasn’t completely sure if you felt the same way for him. But I mean I can clearly see you do. Your whole face just lit up when I mentioned him. So do you?”

Heat filled your face and you suddenly felt shy. “I do, yes. Which is ridiculous because I just met the guy, and I don’t even know what he looks like. But gosh, I like him so much. When I talk to him, I feel happy. He’s been so good to me through this crap with Olivia.” You admitted, knowing she already knew.

Poki smiled and squealed in complete happiness. “You two are just the most adorable people! It’s not ridiculous. We pretty much knew from the first time you joined us, that Corpse was into you. But oh my god, you’re into him. You need to tell him!!!!”

You agreed, Corpse deserved to know. “I do. But how? It’s been a really long time since I’ve told someone I liked them. Shit, I feel like I’m in high school again!”

This made Poki giggle. “Calm down, Y/n. I have a plan. Let’s get back to the apartment and we will talk about this. Rae also wants to be involved in this.”

Back at her apartment, you had jumped onto a call with Rae and the three of you talked about what your plan was for you to tell Corpse what you felt for him. Rae and Poki decided to organize an Among Us game strictly for fun and no one would stream, they would also use Proximity chat.

“So we will get him to follow you around until one of us is imposter, then we will lock you into wherever you end up. Do it then” Rae explained sounding so excited.

“Okay, that can work. Let’s do this!” You were nervous but also excited to finally do something good for yourself.

You and Poki set up for the gane and Corpse sent you a text.

Corpse

Are you joining the game tonight?

Seeing a text from him, made you feel giddy.

Y/n

Yep I am. So I will see you in game?

Corpse

Yes you will, angel.

Cue the insane butterflies.

The lobby loaded and it was you, Corpse, Poki, Rae, Sykkuno, Karl, Tina, Sean, Toast, and Leslie. All streamers you had grown to like a lot in the time you have been playing with them.

“Y/n, I am so happy you’re playing with us!” Tina gushed as her little character ran around yours.

“I’m happy to be here.” You really were.

“You’re sister is a piece of work, Y/n.” Sykkuno said.

You giggled. “Don’t I know it.”

“What did she do this time?” Sean asked.

“Decided to film a live when we went to get Y/n’s stuff from the apartment.” Poki explained.

“Oh, that’s gross.” Karl commented.

“I have to thank Corpse for helping.” You stated to the group.

“Yeah Corpse was quick to text us.” Sykkuno added.

“You’re welcome, Y/n. I wasn’t going to let her get away with what she was doing. Truth is, I got a bunch of fan DMs that were telling me what Olivia was doing. So a lot of my fans were already reporting it, but the tweet helped.” Corpse’s deep voice soothed you.

“I appreciate it so much. She was just being an immature brat as always.”

The group laughed before deciding to start the game. Poki and Rae agreed to text you when either of them were imposter. Now it was a matter of getting Corpse to follow you.

The group was on the Polus map, which seemed to be a favorite for everyone.

Rae

We should lock them in weapons.

Rae had texted you and Poki through the group text.

Poki

That’s the best place for them.

Y/n

Okay but I still have to get him to follow me.

Rae

He will. Just wait, I have a plan.

You trusted Rae and Poki to help you. Now it was time to admit it all to Corpse and hope he genuinely liked you back.

Y/n

Let’s do this!

PART THREE >>

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☆. . . corpse baby

ft. corpse husband + gn! reader

note: it's hinted that the child is biologically related but the reader isn't gendered

small fingers clasped tightly around a larger, ringed finger. a gasp fell from corpse's lips as he stared at the small infant in awe; fatherhood was something the young man had never thought he'd experience and the tiny human resting in his lap left him breathless. her long lashes resting downwards, eyes shut as she sucked on her flower patterned pacifier. corpse felt somewhat envious of her: he hadn't gotten much sleep since her birth and with streaming, releasing new music, and his physical and mental health, his hands were tied.

the baby emitted a small yawn, the pacifier slipping from her toothless gums. she started to squirm and her once peaceful face bunched up. your daughter let out a wail as her tiny hands balled into loose fists. corpse let out a sigh, "okay, pretty girl. let's go get your bottle."

he gingerly swaddled her in her blanket, tucking her close to his chest as he made his way from the living room to the kitchen. with the fussy baby in one arm, he opened the fridge with his unoccupied hand and retrieved a pre-made bottle and heated it up. before you went upstairs to take a much needed nap, you made a few bottles and placed them in the fridge, kissing both your boyfriend and daughter before laying down. corpse insisted on watching her while you rested, ushering you upstairs even when you assured him that you were fine.

your daughter continued to let out hushed whines as she impatiently waited to be fed. corpse chuckled, kissing her short curls, "alright, baby, i hear you, i hear you; no need to get violent."

he made his way to his previous spot on the couch, the man supporting both her head and neck while holding the bottle up to her lips. the baby eagerly attached her lips to the nub and her small fingers wrapped around the bottle, almost as if she were worried the bottle would be ripped from her at any moment.

"woah, easy! it's not going anywhere," he smiled, shaking his head as his baby girl quickly downed the milk, sucking on the bottle like her life depended on it.

once she was finished, he set the empty bottle onto the cafe table and patted her back, the infant belching and he wiped her mouth with the bib around her neck. he nestled her on his chest while he scrolled through his social media, liking and reposting a few of his fan's content to his story. your daughter's eyes grew heavy as her father rocked her, humming a melodious tune while he scrolled through his twitter time-line. she was still a newborn, which meant she spent most of her time sleeping (well, when she wasn't crying, eating, or being showered with affection).

corpse was so engrossed with his phone and the baby that he hadn't realized you'd woken up. it was only when he heard you yawn that he looked up, dark eyes softening at your half-asleep form, shirt wrinkled, standing there with a lazy smile.

"glad to see you didn't burn the house down," you teased and corpse scoffed,

"i only burnt her bottle once and you know it an accident," he was referring to your daughter's first week home when he attempted to warm up her milk in the microwave. he ended up heating it for too long and created a scorching fireball: the bottle formed into a singed heap of plastic. you were both - and still are - learning the ropes of parenting, you couldn't really blame him.

"mhm," you mumbled and sat next to him on the couch. your eyes landed on your baby's tranquil body, admiring every feature of hers. she was almost an exact copy of corpse, she had every detail that you'd fallen in love with when you met her father. no older than two months old, she had a head full of thick curls and the most alluring doe eyes and delicate button nose. she was also fond of corpse's favorite shark plush that he'd gotten from ikea before she was born, and she loved to play with the rings on his fingers.

"i always wondered what happened to 'i could never have kids'," you smirked, hinting at something he said in one of his old streams. honestly, before the two of you met, the thought of having kids one day only briefly crossed your mind. it felt so foreign and even frightening then.

"well, that was before i met you and you stole my heart," he admitted, matter-of-factly, "practically ripped it from my chest."

you cringed at his graphic words, lightly hitting him against his shoulder, "but you enjoyed every second of it."

"sure did."

you only hummed in response, resting your head against your lover's shoulder as you reached out to stroke your baby's hair. your heart warmed at the sight of her father caressing her cheek with his thumb as she dozed off. he was absolutely smitten and his love-struck smile was evident of that.

"i was thinking," you started and corpse made a noise in acknowledgement, "i've thought about it and i really wanna post her, ya know? no one even knows she exists yet."

corpse paused for a moment, rocking the bundle in his arms, "corpse twitter is gonna go absolutely feral," he laughed, "but are you absolutely sure you wanna do this?"

only those close to you knew of your baby. you can recall all of his friend's reactions when you showed them your newborn over various facetime calls, all of them eagerly wanting to meet her. however, all of your socials were radio silent; there wasn't any tweets or photos of her. you hadn't even announced that you were pregnant to began with. corpse's following only knew that you two were in a relationship.

you weren't a popular streamer like corpse and his friends but when he announced your relationship, you gained a larger social media following. most of his fan base was respectful but you did receive your fair share of hate. it was ridiculous what conclusions they came up with: someone really said you were probably with him for his money. you were more than thankful for those that showered you with positive comments.

"i think i'm ready - i really wanna show everyone our beautiful girl,"

"if you're ready, baby, then so am i," he agreed.

with your daughter still in his arms, you snapped the photo. of course, his face would be cropped when you posted it but the original photo was precious. his large hands rested over her sleeping body, the black nail polish and silver rings contrasting against her pink onesie as he looked down at her with hearts in his eyes. you both posted the photos to your socials, proudly announcing your baby girl to the world.

the photo on corpse's twitter was black and white, the caption reading,

baby corpse 🖤

just like he predicted, the post quickly garnered a lot of attention. your daughter had her own trending hash tag on twitter. fans were fawning over the sweet picture, or expressing their surprise that he had a child.

'i leave twitter for two days and corpse had a fucking baby?'

you laughed as you showed him one tweet. corpse joined in, "she's only two months old and already has more clout than i ever will. you broke the internet, baby," he kissed her nose as she began to wake up, drowsily smiling.

"love you, corpse baby."

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packetofsuga · 3 years

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Kiss of Death - Corpse Fic

Prompt: “He’s a bad kisser”

Backstory: Y/N is a streamer and secretly dating Corpse, not even their friends know. Other than Dave, of course. They’re playing proximity chat among us with Valkyrae, Toast, Sykkuno, Pewdiepie, JackSepticeye, Pokimane, Ludwig, and Dave (boyinaband).

Genre: Fluff + humor

Content warning: Light swearing

Word Count: 1631

A/N: Okay. First of all, writing an author’s note really threw me back to my Wattpad days but, anyway. I just wanna say feel free to send little prompt requests in my ask box for fics. I won’t write smut, I know I have for kpop artists in the past and I may write smut again in the future but for now, it’s a hard no for all fics. I will write mainly for Corpse Husband, Valkyrae, BTS, and Dream Catcher. Possibly other YouTubers or kpop groups just ask and I’ll let you know! I also will write for some book fandoms, I can’t list all of them so again just ask, please. I’ll get to requests whenever I can so please be patient while waiting.

Until then please enjoy the random prompts I’ve found that I thought would be cute :)

Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction

You were playing among us with your friends and your boyfriend, as usual. The only difference was you were using the proximity chat mod which you had never done before. Because you guys were using that mod every time Corpse got imposter he was doing his “kiss of death” thing.

As you loaded into the game you saw the word crewmate pop up on your screen. Everyone started joking about being a crewmate or imposter and you chuckled to yourself. “I am just a crewmate doing crewmate things. I am doing keys, because I am just a crewmate.” You stated while walking over to the keys task, knowing that you don’t even have keys this round.

“Y/N’s faking keyyysss.” Poki called.

“She’s just reminding everyone to fake keys, guys, everyone fake keys right now,” Sean said, moving his character on top of yours in front of keys. The was a chorus of agreements as almost everyone did the same. Once that was done you split off from the group.

“Guys… I think it’s Poki, she didn’t fake keys.” You said to your chat, laughing to yourself. You went around doing your tasks. You came across Sykkuno in O2, “Hey Sykkuno, whatcha doing?”

He paused in the doorway of the tree room, “Oh! hi Y/N. I’m uh just doing my tasks.”

You cleared the trash shoot, “Oh yeah? Just a crewmate doing crewmate things?”

Sykkuno giggled, “Uh, yep. Just doing crewmate things. Hey, you- you wanna stand on this vent with me?”

You hesitated, knowing there’s absolutely no way for you to figure out if Sykkuno is just being himself or is actually the imposter, “I- You know what yes I would love to Sykkuno.” You walked into the tree room.

“Oh- really? That… Was very enthusiastic.” The two of you walked onto the vent by the tree, stacking on top of each other, “You’re not the imposter, right? You’re not gonna kill me.

“Oh, of course not, Sykkuno. I mean, you know, maybe.” You love making yourself look extra suspicious to him because that’s how he plays, “Here. I’ll click the spot where the kill button is and we’ll see what happens, okay?”

“Oh, Jesus-” He gasped.

You clicked the spot on the screen, “Hear me clicking?” You both laughed.

“Uh yeah I do, that means it can’t be you huh?” He said, “Here I’ll do it too.”

You yelped a little as the body reported screen came up, scaring you.

“I thought I just fucking died.” You said, trying to calm your breathing.

“Honestly, me too.” Sykkuno said, “There’s so many people dead.”

Poki reported the body and the screen showed that Toast, Sean, and Dave were dead, “So Rae and I just walked up on Toast’s body. And I don’t think it’s Rae, I’ve been with her for a good chunk of this round.”

“Soo it could be both of you.” You pointed out.

“Why are you susing me right now??” Poki exclaimed.

“You didn’t fake keys!” You yelled.

“She’s right!” Pewds yelled, remembering that from the beginning of the round, “What the fuck, Poki?”

Corpse laughed, “That’s a little sus Imane.”

Poki laughed, “I can’t believe I’m getting sussed cause I didn’t fake a task.”

“Anyways, I think it’s Rae and Poki. It definitely couldn’t have been Sykkuno, we were chilling on a vent.” You stated. Corpse hummed to himself.

Sykkuno vouched for you, “Yep that’s true. And we did a foolproof test so it’s not either of us.”

“What was the test?” Lud asked

“Well, we both clicked the kill button and neither of us are dead, so.” Sykkuno pointed out.

“You clicked the kill button?” Rae asked, “Wait, so you’re both imposters? You clearly can’t kill each other if you’re imposters.”

You sighed, “I don’t know why Sykkuno had to say it like that but we clicked where the kill button should’ve been and nothing happened. So it’s not us.”

“So there’s two pairs.” Corpse mused to himself.

Pewds brought his mic really close to his mouth, “Get ‘em out of here.”

You yelled over him, “Hold on hold on, it’s seven we can’t vote on seven. Kind of sus that you’re pushing to vote on seven.”

“I’m not sus you’re sus.” He declared.

“Let’s skip, I’m gonna stay with Sykkuno and protect him.” Lud announced as the ‘I voted’ sticker popped up next to his name. Everyone started voting to skip.

“If Ludwig dies it’s Sykkuno.” Pewds concluded as the timer ran out.

“What???” Sykkuno wailed. You quickly ran to go to Lab on your own, afraid of Rae and Poki.

Rae walked behind you into Lab, “ Ahhh- Hi please don’t kill me.”

“No no no I would never,” Rae said, making her voice sound sarcastic on purpose as you guys walked into decontamination. You started to scream dramatically.

“Heeeeeeelp. Heeeeellppp! She’s gonna kill me.” You pushed your character into the door to specimen, desperately waiting for it to open. Once it finally did you rushed down into specimen and she ran after you. You ran around specimen with her chasing after you.

“Stop running. Y/N. Y/N! Hey- Stop running!” She yelled after you.

“Nooooo.” Corpse walked into specimen from the bottom and stood off to the side watching the two of you, “Coooorpse, protect me.” You yelled. He moved his character between you and Rae.

“Yeah, uh, of course. I’ll protect you don’t worry.” He said. Rae stopped in front of him.

“I said I wasn’t gonna kill you Y/N.” She insisted.

You fake cried a little, “You didn’t say you couldn’t kill me though! Corpse, please. Wait-” You realized Corpse could 100% be the imposter right now, “Corpse… It’s not you is it?”

“No no, I’m gonna protect you.” He promised.

“....Does that mean it’s you but you’re gonna kill Rae to protect me?” You asked. They both laughed and Rae backed away from Corpse.

“She knows too much Corpse, she knows too much!” Rae yelled. You started to scream for help again and run around.

“Hey hey hey, relax.” Corpse said, following you. You ran towards bottom decontamination, getting stuck at the door again, “Don’t worry. Y/N, shhh. It’s okay, just-” He made a smooching noise and the kill animation popped up on your screen.

You let out a shriek. “I can’t believe- Well, hi chat.” You giggled and started reading the chat again, “‘You got a kiss from Corpse, how do you feel?’ He’s a really bad kisser, guys. I mean it, did you see that? He kissed me and then STABBED me. An awful kisser.” You shook your head. A body was reported and the meeting screen popped up. They discussed yours and Poki’s death Corpse and Rae vouching for each other and Lud and Sykkuno vouching for each other, leaving Pewds the only one without an alibi and got him voted out. The defeat scream popped up showing Rae and Corpse as the imposters.

Corpse POV

Before joining the lobby again he decided to read chat for a second and talk to his fans. “I’m sorry I can’t really look at chat that much while we’re doing this mod it’s just hard cause everyone can hear you, you know.” He read through the recent super-chats, thanking people as he went. He quickly scanned the rest of the chat. People were spamming that Y/N had called him a bad kisser, “Wait- she- Y/N said what??” He joined the lobby, “Y/N what the fuck?”

“What’d I do??” Y/N questioned.

“Did you really tell your chat I’m a bad kisser? Why are you lyyyying?”

“I-” The whole group started gasping and talking over each other, “I meant in the game! You- everyone shut up oh my god please-”

“Okay okay okay, let her talk guys. Try and talk your way out of this Y/N.” Corpse chuckled.

“Okay, before I get myself into a scandal. In-game, before you killed me, you gave me a little kiss. Then my chat was like how do you feel and I was like you know what, that was an awful kiss I died from it.”

“Ohhh, that makes sense.” Corpse said.

“Wait!” Rae interrupted, “What else would she have to go off of other than in-game?…” There was a long silence.

Corpse was the one to break the silence. “You know what, gamer bladder. Bathroom break.” Everyone laughed and reluctantly agreed.

Y/N POV

You tried to stay calm and talk to your chat about any other topic but your chat was going insane speculating about you and Corpse.

Corpse came into the room and you quickly held up one finger off-camera to tell him to wait a second.

“Uh, hold on just a second guys.” You muted your headphones and took them off. You started to work on turning your webcam off but he reached over and grabbed the arm of your chair, rolling it towards him.

You squealed, “Corpse! What are you doing?”

“I’m a bad kisser, huh? I’m a bad kisser?” He started peppering your face with kisses. You giggled. He planted his hands on the armrests of your chair, practically trapping you in place. He raised an eyebrow at you, a smirk plastered on his lips, “Hmm?”

You cupped his face and kissed him. He started to pull you closer to him but you pulled back, “No, you’re not a bad kisser, baby. You’re the best kisser.” He kissed you again and then went back to his filming room. You slid your chair back to your computer, pretending as if nothing happened. You put your headphones back on and scanned the chat. There were a couple of people being like we saw that hand but you ignored it and continued playing.

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