on my Corpse arc bc he’s the root of my e-’girl’ ‘phase’ (and Gender envy)
He/Him Prns!
Yn pushed his hair out of his eyes and turned to look at the empty walls of the mansion he had just inherited. "Thanks for the house, I guess Granny," Yn murmured. Yn picked up a box off the dark wooden floors before climbing the massive stairs to where he sorta remembered the master bedroom was.
When Yn pushed the door open, a king-sized bed covered in a dark purple blanket (pic at the bottom for ref!) almost seemed like it was waiting for him. Yn placed the box on the floor and ran his hand over the purple sheets before sitting on it and causing a dip in the bed. As he let his back rest on the plush covers, he wondered why Granny had never slept in this room.
Yn played with the canopy, smiling at the silky black fabric that almost felt like it was trapping him, but in a good way. Yn laid his head on the pillows and yawned. As his eyes slowly fluttered, he glanced at the door. A man with black curly hair and all-black clothing stood there, staring directly at him. One of his eyes was covered in a white eye patch and the other was blood red. The man almost appeared to smile at him.
Yn returned the smile before drowsily closing his eyes, then he opened them again to find the man was gone. Yn frowned and allowed his body to go off to sleep. A When a hand brushed across his forehead and a deep voice whispered, "Welcome back baby," Yn finally gave in and fell fully asleep.
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The sun's warmth was on Yn's face when he awoke. Yn pulled himself out of the comfortable bed and dragged himself sleepily to the connected bathroom. The same man from the day before was standing at the doorway behind Yn as he looked in the mirror. Yn spun around but frowned when the man wasn't there, asking, "Mister?" Yn croaked out, clearing his throat, and then made another attempt. "Sir?" Asked Yn.
As Yn exited the bathroom, he glanced about before focusing on the man sitting on the bed. "Who are you and why are you in my house?" Yn inquired, narrowing his eyes at him. "I'm Corpse and I'm a literal Corpse." Yn felt lightheaded. "So you're what a ghost." Corpse smiled up at Yn, "yep" popping the p.
Yn mumbled out, "oh my god," before his legs gave out and he fell to the ground, going unconscious after hitting his head on the hard wood floor. Yn awoke on the couch and heard a soft humming coming from the kitchen. Yn pushed himself off of the couch and went to the kitchen, where Corpse was cooking happily while humming a song.
--- 3 weeks later ---
While searching the hallways for his new ghost friends, Yn yelled "CORPSE" as he walked up and down them. "Crops?" Yn frowned and slid down a wall as tears welled up in his eyes. He had been searching for Corpse for days he called out again, "Corpsey," but had received no response. "Maybe he's asleep ghost need sleep right?" Yn asked to himself as he picked at his now-chipped black nails. Yn bit his lip in an effort to contain the tears that were attempting to pour.
Suddenly, Yn was startled by a loud knocking sound echoing throughout the mansion, which caused him to race to the front door. He took a deep breath and threw open the door before freezing there stood a man wearing black turtleneck and chain-adorned ripped pants. As his gaze wondered up to the face Yn was unable to speak "Corpse," He mumbled as tears once again welled up in his eyes. Corpse grinned at Yn and opened his arms Yn quickly jumped into his arms, giving him a hug.
Yn grabbed Corpse even harder, whispering, "I missed you, Corpsey." "Well, I'm Here now and I will be forever baby," Corpse said, bringing Yn impossibly closer.
i don't wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your lips (corpse x reader)
Summary: Corpse suggests you flirt with each other to mess with the fans. What happens when you suddenly catch feelings?
Authors Note: This has been in my brain for so long so I decided to write it. May or may not write a part 2, im not sure. Lemme know what you think! My requests are open for fic/headcannons aswell 💖
It should have been simple.
Flirt, mess with the fans a little, sit back and relax.
It should have been simple.
You remember Corpse coming to you with the idea.
“Why would we do that?” you had asked, frowning at your phone screen. It had been another late night phone conversation with him; something that was starting to become a regular occurrence.
You pictured him shrug as he answered. “Fun?”
“Are you so bored you wanna make a fake relationship with me?”
“Not a relationship. Just do what we do now, but like, more.”
You had agreed before your brain had even registered it. On paper it was straightforward. You already flirted a little anyway, you were naturally a flirtatious person, and so was he. It made sense; or at least you had told yourself that it did. You knew the fans already shipped you together, you saw the things they tweeted as you occasionally lurked the ynhusband tag on Twitter. It was just innocent fun right? No-one was going to get hurt.
For a little while that was true. For a little while he called you baby and you called him darling and it meant nothing. Your face didn’t feel flush when he commented on your latest Instagram post and your heart didn’t do a little flip when he would call you just to see how you were. The phone conversations were your favourite; curled up in bed with the phone on your pillow, trading secrets into the night. He had suddenly become this constant in your life, this almost routine familiarity like brushing your teeth or going to get milk.
You weren’t sure what changed, when it had gone from being innocent fun to meaning something. It was like someone had flicked a switch, and Corpse was no longer a warm glow but this bright, blinding light that hurt your eyes to look at too long. It was almost cruel, the way you wanted something so unobtainable; the universe’s idea of a joke had no humour in it. The thing with Corpse was he was so unaware of the power he had. He was mysterious yes, but he was faceless among a sea of faces; of course people were drawn to him. And you were just another.
You started to pull away. You played different games with different people, you ignored his tweets. It was easier, if you never interacted with him, you could pretend there was nothing but shallow feelings instead of the crashing waves that threatened to pull you under. The fans had started to notice; your streams were filled with questions that you refused to answer.
“Where’s Corpse?” you read aloud as you scrolled down the chat. “Probably in his house? Go ask him.” Your tone was bitter even to you and you inwardly cringed. He hadn’t contacted you in 2 weeks, and while you were thankful, you were hurt by it. It was stupid and hypoctritical of you to be upset by something that was your own doing, and you weren’t sure what you had expected from him. He had other friends, other people to talk to, why would he have cared about you anyway?
Your phone lit up next to you, and you ignored the pang of disappointment at Rae’s picture flashing up.
Rae: Among Us???
You hesitated for a second. The likelihood of Corpse being there was high, but you knew deep down he wouldn’t say a thing to you, not on stream or in front of your friends. You could just ignore him, like you had been doing and it would be fine. You weren’t sure you believed yourself anymore.
“Guys, you want to watch me play Among Us? I’m not sure who’s playing, other than Rae.” You looked at the fast flowing stream of affirmatives and emojis. Guess you had to do it now. You opened up the game and joined the lobby.
“-yeah she looks really fucking cute,” you heard Corpse say as you logged in. You looked down at your outfit,; he definitely wasn’t talking about you in your oversized t-shirt and sweatpants. You had been on stream for a few hours now; your eyeliner was smudged a little and any lipstick had worn off with the constant drinking and licking your lips. No, he definitely wasn’t talking about you.
“Hey guys,” you said tentatively, swallowing down the feeling of jealousy at Corpse’s previous words.
A chorus of greetings hit you, and you smiled at their enthusiasm. You had played with Rae, Sykunno and Toast a few times before, but Felix, Jack and Ash were new to you, though you knew of them.
“Hey Y/N,” Corpse said. You had hoped after 2 weeks he wouldn’t still affect you so much, but the way your stomach turned said otherwise.
“Hey Corpse,” you replied, hoping your tone was casual.
“I haven’t seen you in a while, how are you?” he asked.
“Oh. Uh yeah, I’ve been a bit busy I guess, how are you?” You looked down as you answered, picking at your nail polish. You glanced at the chat that was filled with messages.
corpsesbaby: You can always tell when someones lying coz they look down”
llamadelrey: why is this so awkward lmao arent they friends??”
simpsforrae: This is like is a breakup i swear
“I’ve been okay, thanks” Corpse answered, drawing your eyes off the chat and back to the game. You nodded as you muted your mic to go back to your stream.
“I hope I don’t get imposter, I always suck at that so much.” You watched as the screen counted down and the word IMPOSTER flashed up alongside Corpse’s name. “Guess I jinxed it guys.”
Great. Not only were you imposter, you were imposter with Corpse, which meant you would have to actually speak to him. Maybe you wouldn’t have to.
You both followed Rae as she walked up towards Greenhouse, and you cornered her while she did her task, killing her quickly.
“Everyone seemed to go right, so we should vent back towards cafeteria to avoid suspicion,” Corpse said.
“Okay,” you answered. You vented together, and you muted your mic to laugh. “This is kinda cosy guys.” You said to your chat. You briefly imagined what it would be like in real life to be so close to him.
You moved to Admin where Toast was doing his task. Before you could say a word, Corpse had already killed him and you both vented outside Cafeteria. “Fuck, that was so close,” you muttered, chuckling a little.
“Don’t worry, I got your back,” he replied, making your heart sing a little.
“Oh my hero,” you said, making a point of swooning to your chat, your voice high and airy. “How will I ever repay you?”
He chuckled, “You shouldn’t ask questions like that.”
You flushed at the suggestive tone he had taken, and you hoped it wasn’t noticeable but judging by the comments in your chat, it clearly had been. This was another issue you had with Corpse; he always made these type of comments with you and it was really annoying. You knew there was no chance he was being serious, and sometimes you wished he would stop it purely because it got your hopes up.
delilah: shes BLUSHING
dreamofme: uWu yn uWu
You opened your mouth to respond when Dead Body Reported flashed up, bringing your thoughts back to the game.
“Toast and Rae are dead,” Sykuuno said. “I found Rae in Greenhouse and Toast in admin.”
“I was in balcony, I went there from the cafeteria,” you said confidently. You hated being Imposter, especially being teamed with Corpse, who was so good at the game, you had a lot of pressure to do well.
“I was in MedBay, I didn’t see you YN,” Ash accused.
“You only see if they enter through the left door. She entered through the other door,” Corpse answered for you.
“And how do you know that?” Felix asked.
“I was in Cafeteria,” Corpse replied.
“You could’ve vented YN,” Jack said.
“No I couldn’t have, if Ash was in MedBay, she would have seen me. Unless she wasn’t in MedBay,” you suggested, smirking to your cam as you muted. “It’s not going too bad I don’t think? Always feel like I’ve been arrested when I’m Imposter.”
“Little sus of you Ash to say you were in MedBay when you weren’t,” Corpse said. You gaped a little at how easy it was for him to manipulate the situation, it was almost scary.
Ash argued as the other players began to agree and discuss among themselves. You smiled in success at the text on the screen.
Ash has been ejected.
You split up this time, and while you hadn’t really spoken during the game, you kind of missed Corpse’s astronaut next to yours, and you said that to your chat. “Haha, our colours did look cute together, I agree.”
Any previous trepidation you had had disappeared as soon as you had heard his voice; and you realised how much you had missed him. You would simply just need to deal with your feelings; they would go away eventually anyway. You just hoped it wasn’t too late for you to start again with him.
You walked to MedBay with Skyunno, making small talk as you did.
“I’m glad to see you playing with us, it’s been a little while,” he said and you felt bad that you would have to kill him. As you turned towards him, ready to kill as he did his task, Jack walked in. You mouthed oops at the cam.
“What’s going on here?” Jack asked, suspicion in his voice.
“I was just saying how nice it was to have YN here,” Sykunno replied. You stood and faked your task, watching the green bar fill as you did. It would be too risky to kill here.
“Ah yeah, Corpse has been asking after you constantly,” Jack said. You blinked at the response, it had caught you off guard.
“Oh?” you replied simply. You mentally shrugged it off. Of course he would have asked about you, you were friends, that was all.
DEAD BODY REPORTED
“Felix was dead in Reactor,” Corpse announced. “Oh Corpse, you’re taking a risk here” you said to your chat.
“I was in MedBay with Jack and Sykunno,” you replied, smiling as they agreed. “Where were you Ash?”
She sighed sadly. “I was in Labs, but I was doing a task, I swear!” You all agreed quickly that Ash would be the next voted out.
“2 to go,” you said triumphantly. “I thought I was gonna drag Corpse down, but it’s going okay!”
The round started again and you could feel yourself getting tired. Hopefully this wouldn’t be too much longer to finish the game.
You circled round Corpse a few times, hoping that he would understand your signal. Luckily he did, and you both vented to Decontamination where Skyunno and Jack were. The room had already started to emit steam, making it extremely easy for you both to vent unnoticed and kill them both.
You grinned at the Victory message that flashed up.
“Good game guys!” you said. The others congratulated you and Corpse on your win and you smiled at the sound of your names together. You had it bad.
“It was all YN,” Corpse said.
“Pfft you ssh being humble, it was all you,” you replied, taking your hair out of your ponytail and running your hand through it.
“Your hair looks nice,” Corpse commented and your eyes widened. Your heart started to beat a little quicker. How long had he been watching your stream?
“It’s bad to watch someone’s stream without telling them,” you replied, making a show of pouting for the camera.
He laughed a little. “What can I say, I’m a bad guy,” he said, singing the last words. You laughed at the sudden Billie Eilish.
“Guys, either play another game, or get a room,” Felix interrupted. You blushed a little and rolled your eyes, the chat going crazy from the corner of your eye.
“And that’s my cue to exit,” you said, yawning. “Bye guys, have a good night!” You wished everyone and your chat goodnight before closing the stream and leaning back in your chat. You couldn’t believe Corpse had been watching you. You hadn’t said anything too incriminating, but still.
You prepared for bed, settling back into the softness of your pillows as you grabbed your phone - a terrible habit you really needed to stop.
Corpse: Can I call you?
You gulped at the message that appeared on your screen, a gnawing feeling of nervous clung to your throat as you typed yes. His name came up almost instantaneously and your hand shook as you pressed to accept the call.
“Hey,” he greeted.
“Hey, what’s up?” you asked, trying to keep your voice even while your heart beat erratically in your chest.
“It was nice playing with you again,” he commented.
You sat up a little as you held the phone against your ear. “Did you call me to tell me that?”
“I haven’t spoken to you in a while.”
You sighed a little. “Yeah, I’ve been a bit busy, sorry - “
“You’re lying to me and I don’t know why,” he replied. You had never heard his voice like that before; so angry and hurt. You tapped your foot against your mattress as you thought what to say.
“I -”
“Did I do something?” he asked. You had been so selfish; blocking him out to avoid being hurt, but you hadn’t thought about his feelings. He was more popular than you were, you had assumed he would be fine, that he wouldn’t care if you were around or not.
“No, you didn’t do anything, I swear -”
“Then what? Because I thought we were friends, close friends and then suddenly you pretty much disappear. But you’re still streaming with other people. It’s pretty shitty of you.”
You chewed the inside of your cheek and looked up, the sting of tears threatening to fall. “It was really shitty of me, I’m sorry.”
“What happened?” he asked. “Please just tell me.”
“I don’t know what I’m meant to say,” you replied softly.
“What do you want to say?”
You blinked, the anticipation of unspoken words caught in your throat, making it hard to swallow. The taste of them was bitter on your tongue. “I...I have feelings for you.”
There. You had said it. There was no taking it back now, and you felt like your heart was about to shatter with every single second of silence that passed. You could hear him swallow on the other end of the phone. “Are you saying you’re in love with me?”
You bit your lip, taking in the meaning of the question he had asked. It wasn’t something you had thought of, you hadn’t conceptualised your feelings for him, not put them in a box labelled love or anything. “I don’t know. I feel something for you. And it kinda sucks being your friend and having those feelings. So I pulled away.”
“Why does it suck?”
You laughed bitterly. “Why wouldn’t it? Feeling something for someone that doesn’t feel the same is fucking shitty.”
“I asked you to flirt with me YN -”
“Yeah, for fun,” you interrupted.
“No, I said for fun, but really I just wanted you to,” he replied. “I feel something for you too. How could I not? Has anything I’ve ever said to you sounded like it was just for fun?” You smiled at his response, your heart no longer on the fit of breaking, but suddenly doing flips and soaring through your chest, radiating warmth through your body.
“Oh,” you said, your brain was overloaded with thoughts, and was apparently no longer capable of coherent sentences.
“Oh? That’s a great response, thanks,” he teased, but you could tell he was smiling as he spoke.
“I wasn’t expecting you to say that, I don’t really know what to say honestly,” you replied.
“Well, baby, how about you say yes to a date?” he asked.
background: y/n is a streamer who’s known for her soft yet chaotic ways and her love of an anime called my hero academia. she has a habit of saying dumb things when she’s up at night, and the result of one from 4am leads to her talking with a faceless persona from youtube. even with songs about cat and e-girls, he just might end up writing one about anime girls along the way.
taglist: @callmemaeve-y @letsloveimagines @therosyboy @hydrate-tion @clubfairy @hehe-red @kusuinko @fanworrior @caelestii-e @afuckingunicornn-blog @tacobellathethird @captain-willowwitch @ahmya-4 @autocorrect @woah2pointo @meowtella @cherry-piee @ophelia-enthusiast @girlontheblock-blog @shady-mastermind @matchesarelit @boiled-onionrings @majasophieanna @laurensxox @lost--in--the--moonlight-blog @unexceptional-h @the-real-comically-insane @local-baka @staysstrays @haqita-erlina @andycanbeeemotional (if you see this andy it wouldn’t let me tag you x)
[main taglist is closed due to the series being completed. if you would like to be in a separate list for random bonus chapters, however, just reply to this post]
"good afternoon, chat!" you said with a small yawn, smiling as your viewer count started to sky rocket and the chat went by as a blur.
today was going to be a special stream, a very special stream. it wasn't just special because you had a fellow streamer joining you, who was also going to be staying at your house, but also because you had a special announcement.
"how is everyone?! I'm doing fantastic! I hope you guys are doing well!" you smiled brightly at the camera. "so, I'm sure you've read the title, I'm joined here by corpse!!"
you looked over to where corpse was standing off screen and held your hand out, to which he quickly locked his hand with yours so you could pull his hand on screen.
"see! see! here he is!" you said, still smiling. you pulled the mic closer and whispered; "chat, compliment his hands please."
the chat went by quickly, but slow enough for you to make out some of the messages.
"AH YES, NICE HANDS"
"very nice hands you have there sir"
"I LIKE UR HANDS"
"look, corpse, chat likes your hands." you smiled as you looked out of frame again, this time looking down to where your hands were still interlocked. corpse giggled quietly and the chat started spamming 'uwu'. "anyhow! we wont be playing any games today, just chatting!"
the stream went by quickly, even though it was 3 hours long. all you did was answer questions from the chat. but, you had to ignore a lot of them.
there had to be over a million questions asking if you two were dating, but you just had to wait.
"someone just asked how long you're staying. wanna answer that one?" you asked corpse, grinning at him cheekily.
"yeah, I'll be here for..." corpse paused, laughing to himself. "a while." the chat started going crazy speculating how long a while could be.
"okay everyone, it's getting late, should we end the stream?" you looked over to corpse and he nodded slowly. "the boss says yes! but, before we go, we have one last thing to tell you."
you smiled giddily into the camera, preparing yourself and your chat for the announcement. of course, nothing could prepare them for what you were about to say.
"me and corpse have been talking for a while now, so he's moving in with me!" you said after a pause. the chat went wild.
"ARE THEY DATING OMG"
"OMG IS Y/N SIMPING????"
"NO WAY LMAO"
"SIMP?!?! IM CONFLICTED"
you laughed as the chat continued to zoom by, only reading a few of the very confused messages, but you weren'tgonna answer any questions. not yet at least.
"good night everyone! we've gotta go setup corpse's pc and stuff." you said, tightening your grip on his hand. "let's raid Rae, okay? you can ask her questions and see if she'll answer them."
"bye." corpse said, and with that you ended the stream and sent all your viewers to your bestfriend valkyrae. let's just say she was not prepared for the spam she got from your subs.
you and corpse were ready for a long night of setting his office up, but that didnt work out. as soon as you made it to the living room you two passed out on the couch and cuddled all night.
what you didnt expect was for rae to tell your viewers that you two were dating, ruining the surprise, but also giving you both a surprise.
when you woke up you had over a thousand mentions on Twitter, all saying something along the lines of;
"I KNEW IT! I KNEW @Y/N AND @Corpse_Husband WERE DATING!"
or if not something like that, it was something like this;
"omg I never would've thought @Corpse_Husband and @Y/N were dating!!"
but nonetheless, the secret was now out into the open and you had to address it.
"good morning chat." you said, stretching because you just woke up and turned on the stream as soon as you heard what was going on. "I guess I have some things to tell you all-"
you were interrupted by corpse walking in, "babe, I ordered breakfast. wait, did you start the stream yet?" he wasn't in frame, thank god, but the chat still heard.
"yeah, I'm live, but that pretty much explains this situation." you said, scratching the back of your neck and smiling slightly. "everyone, me and corpse are dating. we have been for a couple months now."
"no shit, sherlock." corpse said, smirking at you, sleepily. "rae already told everyone. are you ready for breakfast?" he was definitely not a morning person, and it was adorable seeing a grumpy corpse husband.
"yes! always am." you turned back to the camera. "I'll be back tonight at my normal streaming time, and let's hope by then we set up corpse's office so we can play a game! sorry for the short explanation, but I really didnt expect this to happen so soon. anyways, goodbye!"
and just like that, you ended the stream. there were so many unanswered questions that you didnt hear the end of it on Twitter for weeks. but that didnt matter at the time, you were too hungry to think about that. breakfast comes first, or, rather, corpse comes first.
SCP AU BC I LOVE THEM AND I THINK IT LOWKEY FITS CORPSE (not in a bad way scps are rlly fucking cool)
tw: needles, blood
SCP-096 aka Corpse
Euclid
Will chase down and devour any victim who views its face.
SCP-939 aka Yn
Keter
A red quadrupedal predator who can mimic the voices of its victims.
Yn was strapped to a stretcher; her body hurt; her head hurt; everything hurt. She peered around and turned to face the doctors, who assured her that she was well and asked her to calm down. When a pink-haired girl remarked that Yn could fully trust her based on her aura, Yn took a deep breath and said, "Where am I?" " You're at the scp lab," the pink-haired female answered. Yn whimpered while tugging on the straps.
"sh sh you're ok Yn I'll take care of you, I promise, and I'm going to unbuckle you right now, but you have to be very calm with me, okay," Niki said. Slowly nodding, Yn glanced at the two other doctors: one was a tall, with brown hair who wore spectacles, and the other was a mean-looking, shorter bald man. "Hey Yn calm down that Jack and Wilbur they won't hurt you," Yn snarled as the bald one -Jack moved toward the pink-haired woman.
Yn's arm was grabbed by Jack as he rolled his eyes. When the straps were removed, Yn jumped up and growled as her skin started to turn red, her one pair of legs had changed into four long, red ones, spikes had sprouted from her back, and she had a long tail. Her head had also changed to resemble a dog, and she was now 7.2 feet tall (pic at the bottom). Yn didn't like being touched at all.
Yn turned and ran along the hallways, twisting and turning till she came to a stop in front of dark cage. She then carefully stepped towards the enormous cage and slowly sniffed at it as she calmed herself her 7'2 frame shrunk back to (ur height) If Yn had been in her Scp form, she could have sworn her tail would be wagging as she kept peeping into the glasses and watching as a man hurried past and into the back corner, one red eye stared back at her.
A different voice yelled, "Yn come on sweetie you can't be back here," causing Yn jump and turn around. Niki was standing next to a purple-haired girl with two black horns protruding from her head, and Yn whimpered and spun around to peer inside the cage. Niki approached her and said avoiding looking in, "That's SCP-096 or Corpse as he calls himself." Yn observed as Niki pressed a red button and asked, "Hey Corpse, how are you today?" "Who's that," a deep voice responded. Niki smiled while continuing to avoid looking at the SCP. "This is SCP-939 or Yn," Niki sprang back as she heard a thud on the glass.
Yn couldn't help but fixate on the man. Niki said, "Yn, come on, let's leave Corpse alone." Yn whined and glanced at Niki "If you behave for testing, I'll allow you visit, if that's okay with him." "I'm down," Corpse muttered as he examined the new SCP, a gorgeous SCP with e/c eyes and h/l h/c hair she was interesting. Yn twisted her head back to the Scp. He had curly black hair that fell into his face. A mask sat over the lower part and half of his face. The mask looked like a purple bunny.
Niki nodded and grinned, saying, "Come on, let's get this over with Yn." Yn instantly followed Niki, calling out, "Niki," while gazing at the girl. "Can you please tell me more about Corpse." Niki chuckled, "Corpse is a very special SCP," and flipped to the correct page in her notes. "Corpse will become upset, cover his face, and cry if anyone ever dares to look at his face. Soon after, he will begin hunting the victim with the intention of killing them. Regardless of whether they are locked or not, doors and elevators cannot stop Corpse because it will rip them open in order to catch up to the individual."
"How do you stop him?" Yn questioned. Niki frowned, "you can't. Corpse would stop at nothing to kill anyone looks at his face." Yn frowned, "don't worry Yn. I don't think he'll hurt you.... I think he likes you," Niki said with a smile to the girl. Yn blushed because of Niki's teasing, "he doesn't."
----
The testing was simple enough—just a few needles, then Yn was made to enter her SCP form so they could test that—but as soon as anyone touched Yn, a huge bang would rock the lab, stopping everyone except Niki from working. Niki inquired, looking around, "you want to go visit Corpse now?" Yn wagging her tail as Niki petted her head. Yn nodded before standing up on her four legs.
Yn was almost like a shadow standing over Niki, if the person were 5'5 and the shadow was 7'2. Niki moved swiftly along the corridors. After entering Corpse's room while closely following him, Yn practically raced up to the glass, "Hey, pretty puppy." Corpse cooed, Niki carefully observed the two before pressing the button "Okay, here's what's happening Corpse, I'm going to leave you two, but you must behave and don't open the door," she said.
When Niki departed, Yn's form shrank back to normal and she was a girl again. She raced up to the control panel, picked up a mug to set on the intercom button, and then sat down in front of the glass. "Hey baby, how you doing, how was the testing? They didn't hurt you, did they?" he asked. "No, the lab would shake every time they touched me." Corpse smirked as Yn replied that, while he hadn't possessed that power, he had a friend who owed him a favour.
Yn grinned and said, "You're really pretty Corpse," "So are you, Yn," he said.
----
Yn dozed off against the glass but awoke as the doors were flung open and a furious Jack came in, followed by Niki. "Jack, just leave them," Yn growled. "NO WHAT DO YOU WANT SCP-096 TO BREAK OUT SO THEY CAN GET IT ON AND HAVE MORE MONSTERS," Jack said. Niki cried, "YN NO CALM DOWN," as Yn got up, her blood boiling with rage. " You get back to your ca"-, Jack glared at Yn as he turned around. When Jack's gaze first landed on SCP-096's exposed face, everything stopped and the sound of wailing filled the room. When Yn glanced back, she saw the corpse sitting with his face covered and his shoulders shaking.
In an instant, Yn dashed to Niki, altered into her SCP form, and stood over her. The cage's glass broke as Corpse stepped through it, eyes fixed on Jack. Jack stumbled back and collided with Yn's legs who shoved him to Corpse. She then turned and sat in front of Niki. As Jack screamed, the sounds of Corpse's cries faded, and everything fell silent. Then, Yn felt a hand touch her back Yn instantly pulled away forcing herself back into her human form and hugged Corpse, cuddling up to him. Corpse joked, "we're definitely going to get in trouble for that."
requested by @Ravennnnnnnnn2 on wattpad with they/them prns
tw: meantions fighting, bruises, blood and attempted seggual assualt (i wont go into detail with it bc it makes me uncomfy)
also Yn wears a skirt even tho they’re they/them so i apologize if u dont like it </3
Yn sat up, glancing down at their bruised hands, before tossing the blanket away and walking over to the monitor. Yn had two separate lives, one online persona and the other in real life. Yn glanced at their screen to check the time before dressing a red plaid skirt, a black cropped tank top, and an oversized zip up hoodie.
Yn pulled on a pair of Converse before taking their small bookbag and wallet and leaving their house, making sure to lock the door behind them. Yn thought of their online bestfriend. Corpse, was a sweet guy with a deep voice who often scared Yn when he appeared out of nowhere in a call.
Yn and Corpse frequently collaborated for recording, and Yn even saying uwu in a handful of his songs. As a result, they shared a large number of fans, which Yn didn't mind because they actually enjoyed it, and Corpse and them had more to talk about.
Yn walked into an alleyway they regularly uses, disregarding the trash and guys laying on the ground, the majority of whom were trying to look up their skirts. When Yn turned the corner, they were grabbed and pushed against the wall, knocking their breath out.
As they kicked and yelled, Yn felt a hand slither up their legs, but no one heard them, and if they did, they didn't care about Yn.
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Yn collapsed to the ground, emotionless, tears streaming down her cheeks. The man had since left, leaving Yn feeling dirty. They had no idea how long they had been laying there, when they had called Corpse, or what they had said to him.
A shadow loomed over Yn's frame, making them back up "Yn?" a familiar deep voice said, making them raise their e/c eyes to the face of the shadow "corpse?" Yn managed to say as he knelt down and carefully lifted Yn up. As their eyelids fell shut, he gently walked to his car, taking care not to trip or walk too fast. He somehow managed to open the passenger door and set Yn in. "I promise to protect you from now on Yn," Corpse whispered quietly before closing the door and slipping into the driver's seat, allowing Yn to drift off against his shoulder.
Before completely giving in to the peace, Yn felt a set of lips kiss their forehead.
Summary: You're a faceless youtuber that sings cover songs. What happens when a certain faceless streamer slides into your DMs after you cover one of his songs?
Author's Note: Apologies for the delay! Ive had like no motivation smh. Thanks again for all the notes, its really appreciated and i hope you like this part 💖 ps i dont fancy the grinch but i do love martha mae
Summary: You're a faceless youtuber that sings cover songs. What happens when a certain faceless streamer slides into your DMs after you cover one of his songs?
So I think we've got one final part and then we are done! Let me know what you think 💖
Masterlist
The view from the top of the hill is beautiful, a whole city reduced to nothing but lights. It’s a little chilly, the once warm air below is now replaced by a breeze that wraps itself around your bare arms. You curse yourself for not bringing a jacket as you watch Corpse unfold a blanket and placing it on the grass. Sitting down, you cross your legs underneath yourself and rub your arms in a poor attempt to warm yourself up.
“Oh, no. I’m fine, thanks,” you say.
He scoffs. “You’re shivering. Just take the jacket.”
He scoffs. “You’re shivering. Just take the jacket.”
“But you’ll be cold,” you reply as you wrap it round yourself. It smells like him and you resist the urge to bury your nose in it, to cover yourself in the scent of him. A bold idea runs through your mind and you know it could either way by suggesting it. “We could share it?”
Corpse looks at you in questioning and you open the jacket, showing the space beside you. You can see him thinking it over and you’re about to change the subject but he moves close to you, pulling the jacket over his shoulder. You’re not quite touching, but the close proximity radiates heat against the side of you.
You sit in silence as you watch the city move below you, though unlike before, it’s not awkward but comfortable.
“I’m glad you came,” Corpse says, and you turn to face him. He’s beautiful up close, like no-one you had ever seen before.
“Me too,” you reply smiling. He glances briefly to your lips, but it’s so quick you would’ve missed it had your eyes not been glued to his face. There’s a tension between you, like the moment’s about to happen but neither one of you wants to make the first move. You sit staring at each other when his fingers move to your cheek.
“Eyelash,” he states simply and you’re holding your breath as he brushes it off, fighting every urge to shiver at this slightest of touch.
“Thanks.” The tension is still there, more so now that he’s crossed the boundary of physical touch and you can’t help but sneak a glance at his lips and when you look back up, he’s still staring at you.
You decide to listen to your heart rather than your head, and move into his space, pressing a chaste kiss before retreating, your heart beating wildly in your chest. It’s barely a kiss, more a quick touch of lips but you just had to see what it was like. He looks surprised, but not confused or angry.
“What’d you do that for?” he asks, a smile forming on his lips, and your body releases tension you didn’t realise you had. Maybe you should listen to your heart more often.
Placing a finger against your chin, you pretend to think. “Hmm just wanted to see if I liked it.”
He raises an eyebrow, a smirk on his face and you blush slightly. “And? What’s the verdict?”
“I think more testing is needed,” you reply, laughing as he pulls you close, his hand on your waist, the jacket falling from both of your shoulders as he peppers your cheeks in kisses. He pulls away, and you can see his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows before he leans in, kissing you once, twice.
You’ve kissed before; boys and girls, strangers and friends. But this, this felt different. It wasn’t fireworks, it was warm and comforting, like a cup of tea on a cold morning. The rest of the night is filled with stupid conversation and sneaking glances at each other. As the night draws to a close, you begin to feel sadness at the prospect of not being around him until you meet again.
“Wait, give me your phone,” Corpse says as you stand. You look at him puzzled before unlocking it and handing it over. He snaps a picture of himself before grabbing a bottle and leaning the phone against it. You watch in amused bewilderment as he stands behind the phone, leaning so far down he may aswell be lying on the ground. Jumping over the bottle, he grabs your hand and positions you both so your back’s facing the camera.
“We make a very attractive shadow couple,” you comment as he hands your phone back.
He hums in agreement. “We do. I’m glad you didn’t write me off after the first time.” You’re touched at the genuine tone to his words, and you smile at him.
“Well, I kinda like you.” you reply, shrugging.
You take a few more pictures together, and you take one of just him, his back to you, the city below him like he’s a ruler. You’re packing up to leave when he turns to you.
“Want to know a secret? I kind of like you too,” he says.
You grin and scrunch your nose up. “Ew, we’re bordering on simp territory.”
“I’m okay with that.”
You walk down together in silence, your hands brushing against each other with each step, and eventually Corpse grabs your hand, lacing his fingers with yours. You glance down at your intertwined hands and smile.
“Guess I should head back,” you say as you reach your car. You feel that sadness again, this heaviness in your heart that you try to swallow down, offering a tight smile at him.
“You could,” he starts before pausing, like he’s trying to work out what to say. “You could come to my place? If you wanted, get some sleep and leave in the morning.”
“Oh I -”
“It’s fine. I can sleep on the couch, you can take the bed,” he interrupts.
You mull his words over, a little nervousness creeping into your head. “I didn’t bring anything though.”
His brow furrows in confusion before he realises what you mean. “Oh, uh, you could borrow a t-shirt or something?”
“Okay, sounds like a plan.”
He grins at your response and you walk back together, a lightness in your steps at the thought of spending more time with him.
