#love the colors but yeah the struggles are real 💀

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Hello can I request a Marcy x Shy depressed male reader who is a great singer and is scared of singing in public but Marcy encourages them to sing in the battle of the bands

I first saw this in the early morning when I woke up to check my notifs but thought all day that I dreamed it 💀 anyway im glad this is a real request because it’s such a cute idea!

Warnings: the reader talks negatively about themself :(

Relationships: established Marcy x (male) reader

This is a bad idea, you thought nervously, pacing back and forth backstage. You had agreed to plan your own act so hastily, wanting to help Marcy and Anne ease the tension when Sasha broke off to start her own group with Toady, but now you were regretting it. Everyone is going to see me!

You were taken by surprise when Marcy ran up beside you and engulfed you in a hug. “Hey! You look great in your costume!” She said, holding you at arms length to appreciate it. “Super cute,” she added with a big smile.

You blushed, looking down at yourself. “Really? It’s so… colorful.” You wore a pair of comfortable yellow and pink striped pants, a pale yellow dress shirt, and a hand-sewn fluffy yellow and pink cape— the outfit was modeled after the rosy maple moths in the area.

You personally thought the outfit was too flashy. So many people you didn’t know had complimented it already, it was making you anxious.

“Of course you do!” Marcy said before breaking into giggles. “Look, I got some glitter on you,” she said, still laughing. She brushed her hand across the shoulder of your furry cape, and showed you how some green glitter from her costume had come off on you.

You smiled. “I like it, now we match.”

Marcy grinned wide, and pulled you into another hug. “Thank you so much for doing this; having you perform will definitely chill everyone out!”

You immediately felt your chest tighten, and your face dropped into a frown. “Um… Marcy?” You said, struggling around the lump in your throat. You patted her on the back and she pulled away from you, concern written on her face.

“What’s wrong?” Marcy held your hand, squeezing it reassuringly.

“Nothing,” you replied automatically. Pretending to be okay was a bad habit of yours. “I mean— I don’t know. I’m sorry.” You said. Your face felt numb from panic. You sat down on a nearby log, pulling Marcy with you.

“You don’t have to apologize, it’s okay.” Marcy said. “I love you.”

You nodded, feeling a little better. Marcy loves me. She knew that you were often in doubt of that, and always knew when she needed to remind you.

“I’m scared.” You admitted, trying to keep your voice from shaking. “I don’t want to go on stage.” Just imagining it made you feel sick. “I can’t do it.”

Marcy leaned into your side, providing a comforting weight to ground you, and nodded. “It’s okay to be nervous. Stage fright is totally normal!” She said adjusting her grip on your hand.

“But I don’t want to let you down,” you explained, still staring at the muddy ground.

“You could never disappoint me, even if you tried.” She said firmly. “But anyway, if you really want me to talk you into it…” she stood up and stood in front of you.

You paused a moment and then nodded, looking up at her.

Marcy smiled. “You’re the bravest guy I know. We’ve been in Amphibia for months and you’ve been by my side the whole time!“

“Yeah, I guess—“ you recalled your time in Amphibia, living with Marcy in Newtopia, going on adventures with your whole group of friends.

“But not just that! You’re talented. I know you love to sing, and I know you’ll have a great time if you get up there and do your song.”

You glanced over at the crowd of frogs waiting for your opening act. It’s just for fun. No one will care if I mess up.

“Plus, I’ll be here to cheer you on!” Marcy said, throwing her arms in the air. “Even if it’s a tough crowd, they’ll definitely get into it when I start cheering.” She said with a small laugh. “So, how about it?”

You stood up and took a deep breath. “…I’m gonna do it.”

“Yes! Now let’s get you up there!” Marcy took your hand and pulled you up behind stage. “Ah, I’m so excited, I love hearing you sing!”

You could hear the frogs murmuring behind the curtain, the buzz of gnats and flies all around the swamp, your deafening heartbeat… the night was so quiet, you could hear everything.

Marcy paused a moment, a look of indecision crossing her face. Before you could ask her about it, she leaned forward and gave you a quick kiss. “Just for luck,” she said shyly, blushing. “Not that you need it. You’ll knock ‘em dead!” She rambled, laughing awkwardly before running off stage to pull the curtain up.

You turned to the crowd as the curtain raised, and the music you chose turned on. Heart beating fast, face heated from the kiss, your mind was empty of the negativity that had been so constant the past few years.

Opening your mouth to sing, you felt a weight lift off your shoulders. Oh, this is it… you had forgotten how good it felt to indulge in something you loved.

You spotted Marcy at the edge of the crowd, standing next to Anne, both of them cheering along with the excitable frogs.

As you sang through each verse and chorus, you felt your smile grow wider, watching everyone in the crowd dance and cheer.

All too soon, it was over, and Anne and Marcy were making their way up to the stage for their song.

You only had a moment with Marcy before she had to sit down at her drum set, but it was enough.

“You were spectacular! Just like I knew you would be,” she nearly jumped into your arms.

You laughed shakily, feeling jittery from leftover nervous energy. “Thanks,”

As you snuck into the crowd to watch Marcy and Anne’s performance, you felt happier than you had in a long time.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed <3 sorry it took so long! I’ve been on vacation

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