[ilia's fics uses fem reader in them for they feel more comfortable to do so, but feel free to change the genders, pronouns, and other descriptions based on your preferences. do keep in mind that ilia's intention is for the writing to be inclusive, this is for anyone who wishes to read their creations...]
being a bestfriend of corpse, would include:
•Getting a text every friday that reads: "Happy Fonky Monky Friday!"
•You asking for fashion advice and him telling you "Fishnets"
•Going to his place to make (you guessed it)✨MUFFINS✨
•You going back home with his merch and hoodies.
•Sitting at the kitchen counter and him standing between your legs throwing a lot of curse words and "Stay still.".... for perfect cat eyeliners. (bitch you thought, gotcha!)
•The two of you being obsessed with ✨knives✨
•Being the first person to hear a demo of his music
•✨Bingus✨
•Ordering a lot of bubble tea.
•You always finding his eye patch for him.
•Embracing black with Corpse.
•Both of you laying in bed, dozing off after your daily ritual, yes, that's it... laughing at fanfics written by his fans.
•Painting his nails black, while you play with different colors.
•and did I tell you about ✨Bingus✨
•being able to calm each other when anxiety and panic attacks decided "oh hey let's fuck this day up"
•annoying each other by poking the side of your stomach
•deciding to live together after years of ✨friendship✨
•adopting a black cat and him being attached after almost throwing the cat away.
•Planning a murder that starts with a peel of banana laying "innocently" on the ground.
•Playing the speakers on the highest volume to annoy him and the karens in your neighborhood... that thing right there is what u called hitting two birds with one stone.
•Fighting over what to order, tacos or pizza.
•After almost 30 mins of debating, it's time for... doubting your decisions and agreeing to cook.
•Your✨PLATONIC✨ movie nights taking 6 hours. And that's just an hour or so for the movie, the rest is for prepping, teasing, and fighting which you would like to call "decision making".
•Teasing each other five minutes ago to be snuggled in his side right after.
•You being the big spoon as your hands dove into his hair massaging the scalp until he finds his way to sleep.
•You packing a lot... and I mean A LOT of lullabies before bed.
•Him protecting you from the internet.
•you being a whiny, emotional, short-tempered, bitch while on period...
•...him buying you sweets, massaging your lower back, and spoiling you. in short, giving you more cuddles in bed than usual...
•...then you telling him that you want a baby and his reply was, "woah slow down woman!"
•crying because of his reaction, and only stopping after he replied "okay, okay I'll give you a baby." then a heavy sigh.
•you going out, whilst Corpse is left on his own overthinking on how to give you✨THE BABY✨
•coming back home with a ✨baby✨ kitten, "isn't she cute! awww!"
•Corpse talking to himself, "I'm an absolute idiot!"
•and finally for the ✨bomb✨
•(which we did not expect at all)
• you falling in love with your bestfriend. and Corpse doing the same.
this is my first time ever doing a headcanon but if you guys like it i’d be open to taking requests for more once i open my requests again
also, i’m gonna use the season 13 queens for the sake of this headcanon because i’m in love with them all
since thursdays are corpse’s stream days, you both decided that fridays would be your designated “date nights”
so no streaming, no filming, no editing
just a lot of attention for you
but then one night, when he’s a little behind on videos, he asks if it’s okay with you if he edits a video before you two spend time together
he’s shocked when you say that’s fine
after editing for much longer than he expected, he comes out of his youtube room thinking you’re gonna be mad at him, only to find you invested in a show you’re watching
“what’s this?”
“rupaul’s drag race. tonight is the season 13 premiere. wanna watch it?”
he’s a little confused with it all at first and has a hard time keeping their names straight
“wait so they have to lip sync against one another in order to stay in? how is that a challenge, anyone can lip sync.”
“but not everyone can make a lip sync as entertaining as a live performance”
the next week for your date night, he asks if you can watch the next episode
“are you sure? i was going to record it and watch it tomorrow”
“no, i’m invested. i have to know who the porkchop queens decided to vote out”
he was devastated that it was elliott
“i liked her outfit a lot. i like the leather pants”
was beyond thrilled when she came back literally five seconds later
you both picked which queen you think is going to win the season (corpse picks denali, you pick rose)
whoever has the winning girl (or the girl that goes the furthest) gets to pick some sort of prize from the loser
CORPSE GETTING REALLY HYPED UP WHENEVER THEY USE BRITNEY AS A LIPSYNC SONG
LIKE IMAGINE HIM GETTING HYPED FOR ROSE AND DENALI LIP SYNCING TO IF U SEEK AMY
he also lip syncs to himself and thinks you don’t see it but you do
he won’t even say it’s a guilty pleasure watch, he just says he loves the show
“i don’t see anything wrong with a guy liking drag queens. it’s an art. i can’t even make myself look good as a guy, let alone make myself look that good as a woman”
either rae or poki (or both) are also into drag race so the next time he streams with them he brings up that he’s watching it with you and they lose their minds with excitement
“date nights” basically become “drag race nights” until the end of season 13
but then you have the pleasure of telling corpse there’s 13 seasons plus the all stars seasons and the spin off shows from canada and uk and him wanting to binge the entire series
It is I!! With (yet again) another small Idea I JUST had
Imagine this: Corpse x Apartment neighbor reader, where one night Corpse just Scream to the top of his lugs and then the reader screams back just for fun and then they get to know each other that way
I found it kinda funny honestly but that's like a rough idea of what I just thought let me know if ya liked it, k?
-with love Miss Kia
PS: Remember to take care even if it's just sleeping a bit or a glass of water okay?🥰 Whatever you do is good enough for us
PS2: Please tag me with it done, if you do make it ☺️
Hi dear! I know it's been literal months since you sent in this request but I've finally gotten around to it and I hope the final product makes the wait worth it. Love you with all my heart, Vy 💕
Pairing: Corpse Husband x Reader (Gender Neutral)
Warnings: Mentions of Anxiety and Stress, Swearing
Genre: Fluff, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)
Summary: see request above
As you slump against the only standing piece of furniture in your otherwise barren living room, you can't help but sigh. Boxes surround you, silently judging you for leaving them in their status quo for yet another day. Postponing the inevitable unpacking awaiting you isn't much of a choice with your busy schedule but it is what it is and anything else would be making excuses. And there's nothing you hate more than making excuses.
You moved into this new apartment three days ago and yet you have only spent twelve hours in it total. Your stuff is still in boxes which you are quite frankly afraid to open, worried of all the broken crap you'll find because the movers you hired turned a blind eye to the large bold letters the word FRAGILE was written in.
Working two jobs is the only way you can pull through your final year of college but it's starting to feel like you're digging your mental health and sleep schedule a grave instead.
You wanna scream. Scream your fucking lungs out. But you can't with these shitty thin walls. You don't want your neighbors to think you're a nut-job. At least not already. Hell, they haven't even seen your face. You could be living next to Leonardo DiCaprio and have zero clue.
Ok, full disclosure, the building is filthy, so Leo is certainly not living next-door but a serial killer might be.
And speaking off....
Just as that ridiculous though passes your mind and causes you to chuckle, the aforementioned thin walls are straight up rattled by a guttural scream, the vibrations of which nearly bring the ceiling down on you.
You let several moments go by as the building settles in it's slot in the Earth following that vocal earthquake. You stare blankly at the wall behind which the scream emanated from, the wall separating you from your neighbor.
That serial killer thing seems to check out, you think to yourself as your loopy, exhausted brain hits the wrong instruction button, sending you in a fit of quiet giggles.
They can't think I'm a loose canon if they're just as bad, can they?
You decide they can't and go on and rip your friendly neighbor a new one. A scream much stronger, louder and longer that simultaneously establishes your dominance as well as deflates the tension that had built up in your chest.
It's the relief you've needed for a while now.
Similar silence follows your scream, leaving you to catch your breath, head tilted back with peace you haven't felt since you decided to move.
At least until there's a knock at your door.
"Hey, um, you good in there?"
The knock maybe put you on edge, but the voice is what seriously caught you off-guard. In all honesty, it intrigued you more than you'd like to admit. Not enough to get you to open the door, but enough to get you up from the couch and get you to approach the door at least a little.
"You're one to talk. You started the chain, pal." You retort without a second's hesitation which probably should have been considered, with the whole serial killer theory and all.
You hear the guy chuckle, "Desperate times call for desperate measures. It's not like I own a stress ball."
Another step brings you closer to the door, "I mean, they don't really do much. And therapy is expensive. Scaring your neighbors is free."
"I scared you?" He has the audacity to sound shocked, almost offended, "You scared me!"
"You bet your ass I did. Gotta let you know who the boss is around here." You sass right back, unable to prevent the bubbling laughter from escaping you.
It mirrors his, "Well, boss, wanna open this door? I feel a little looney and I probably look so too. Talking to a door and all."
His comments provokes a mumbled apology from you as you, against all the better judgement your 2-minutes-ago self possessed, go to open the door.
And my, oh my, did you win the neighbor lottery. You got a lethally cute one.
"Hi there, neighbor." You greet the taller figure crowned by a mop of messy dark curls. His dark eyes barely peer through the curtain.
But you still manage to make out his smile, even with the mask blocking it from direct view, "Hello to you too, neighbor."
"Y/N, nice to meet ya."
"Corpse, the pleasure's all mine."
His name wouldn't help his serial killer case if you weren't so focused on the few features of his you could see.
There's a brief beat of silence he puts an end to with a shy yet still witty comment, "I know you're supposed to bring baked goods to new neighbors but I can't cook for shit....I got beer though?"
A smile brightens up your face which clearly releases some tension from him, "Say no more, Corpse. You got my full attention. Even if you might be a serial killer."
His eyes blow wide, "What?"
So do yours, "What?"
Well, if that isn't the most rom-comy thing ever. Hallmark and audience approved.
hiii! can you write dating corpse hc please? thank you❤️
Of course, darling! Hope you enjoy 💕
Pairing: Corpse Husband x Reader (Gender Neutral)
Warnings: Mentions of anxiety/anxious tendencies, Swearing, Mentions of panic attacks
Genre: Fluff, Romance, Comfort, RPF (Real Person Fic)
Corpse, as we all know, is a very private person
All his life he's convinced himself it's more convenient to be single than fall for someone only for it along with him as a person to fall apart when it wouldn't work out
He's been used to relationships not working out all his life
And sadly had the same outlook when he met you
But, you were his reason to believe in happy endings after all
Well, not exactly endings since the two of you are still going strong
Here are just some of the things that have helped it be that way
Ordering for him at drive-thrus
Keeping the relationship on the downest of lows
Being in the room with him while he streams to keep him company and keep him feeling safe and calm
Listening to him filming horror story narrations (which easily put you to sleep)
Being there for him through the toughest nights and brightest days
Making him smile even when tears are running down his cheeks
Turning him into the cuddliest teddy bear
And getting used to being treated like the only important person in the world
Because that’s exactly how Corpse treats you
He never misses an opportunity to express his love to you and shower you with his adorable gestures of affection
And that’s why the two of you are relationship goals
Living for the tall reader stuff as someone who's 6'3. Maybe some amigops headcanons with tall reader if you're up for it? Also no YOU are epic
Oh you got it hun! Enjoy 💕
PS: No YOU are epic 🥰
Pairing: Amigops & Reader (Gender Neutral)
Warnings: Swearing (?)
Genre: Platonic Fluff, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)
- Ok let's start with Rae
- Someone who doesn't hide how envious she is of you for the extra foot you have over her
- To be fair, she's envious of anyone taller than her but since you're a really close friend, she feels comfortable actively expressing it
- You roomed with her at one point when you were between apartments and you were very close to pursuing your idea of charging her every time she asked you to grab something for her from a high-up place
- You also made the fatal mistake of saying:
- "Why'd you put something up there if you know you can't reach it? How'd you even put it there in the first place?"
- To make a long story short, you had to buy her ice-cream as an apology
- Moving onto Toast
- Although there's roughly a six inch height difference, you never let him forget it and always just HAVE to mention it whenever he tries to roast you
- You were playing poorly, pfffttt, nothing like how short he is
- You were being a cocky shit throughout the game, as if, nothing compared to the high and mightiness brought on by your height
- It's all in good fun though
- Especially when Toast starts cracking jokes
- Most of them lame like 'What's the weather like up there?'
- But some make you laugh like for example: "Hey Y/N, might wanna duck, a plane just took off."
- All in all, 8.5/10 would recommend being Toast's tall friend
- Then going over to Corpse
- He's the one with a height closest to yours so the two of you only relate on what it's like to be tall while the other three give you shit for it
- Of course, it's an act meant to provoke a reaction and everyone involved knows that but that doesn't take any of the fun away from it
- It's still hilarious, especially when Rae really gets into character
- "Speak up, we can't hear you from up here!"
- "Need us to step away so you don't break your necks while looking us in the eye?"
- "Just fucking make out already, we get it!" Toast's comebacks are usually what puts an end to the act because very few are strong enough to not break character when he cracks a line like that
- And last is Sykkuno who is the same height as Toast and is quite chill about the difference
- He's happy with his height and teasing him won't get you much of a reaction because of it
- However, as coached by the others, he can certainly crack jokes of his own, making you and everyone else laugh
- "Awww, Sykkuno, you're just adorable. Just wish you'd speak up, I can barely hear you." You'd reply after a particularly good roast
