Teamiplier x Fem!Reader (Poly)
Anonymous: Could you do a teamiplier x fem!reader (poly?? of you’re uncomfortable with doing that then just platonically) where the team goes to the beach, but reader isn’t changing into her swimsuit and everyone is concerned because its a hot day and she is wearing jeans. Reader then comes clean about having self-harmed on her thighs because she has big thighs. The team comforts her, and tells her she doesn’t have to change if she is uncomfortable, but they gave her the confidence to change and have fun?
(I requested the poly teamiliper at the beach) Can you add where someone or multiple people calls reader berry or strawberry because she has naturally very red cheeks? And where they still call Ethan blueberry even though he dyed his hair back?
A/N: I got really carried away with this one oops. I really like this request a lot! Look at me here with my shitty titles… and a Sanders Sides references WOWIE! also, I think Ethan said somewhere that he calls his mini cooper “Baby” so there is a reference to that Likes are nice, but reblogs are very appreciated!
As this is a request, I will not be able to rewrite this with other pronouns. If you would like to see something like this with other pronouns, feel free to send in a request!!
WARNING: This deals with some heavy topics. specifically self-harm and depression. If you are sensitive to either of those, please don’t read this.
Every day was an adventure when you were living with and dating five other people; even worse when those people are loud goofs who make videos for the internet. Today was an oddly peaceful day. The guys went to the store earlier to get some stuff and talk about something. You were glad the guys were finally out of the house. They had been acting weird, and frankly, it was just annoying. While they were gone, you were sitting on the sofa cuddling with Amy and Kathryn and watching a movie.
A few hours and one movie later, the guys finally came home. Ethan came running into the kitchen, where you were just about to start making lunch, with a basket.
"Berry! Hi! How are you?” Ethan asked out of breath.
"I'm fine blue, how are you?" You replied, curious as to why he was panting.
"I'm good! What are you making?"
"Mac and Cheese, of course!"
You all loved Mac and Cheese and ate it all the time
"Well, let's have some sandwiches today! In here!"
He put the basket on the counter.
"E, we don't have the stuff to make sandwiches."
"FALSEHOOD!!!!!" Came a screech from the doorway.
That screeching voice came from Mark.
"Mark, what the fuck was that for?" You questioned. Slightly annoyed at how strange they were acting.
“That is false! We do have sandwich stuff! Why do you think we went to the store today?” Mark said, completely glossing over your question.
“What the-? You guys went to the store just because you wanted sandwiches?”
“Sure..” Ethan jumped back into the conversation. “Actually, Berry can you go get Ames and Kat? Tyler is waiting out at the car. Can you three go out there with him? Mark and I will make these.” He patted the picnic basket in a short beat.
“You guys have been acting very strange today. What’s going on?”
“We have a plan for today, but we need you to cooperate with us.” Mark came up to hug you as he explained.
You returned the hug and sighed, “Alright. I’ll go get them and head out. Though we might change first.”
“Thank you, babe.” Mark kissed you in thanks, and Ethan kissed your cheek as you walked out of the room.
The three of you went to change out of your pajamas before heading out. You headed up to “Your Room.” It’s called that even though you all share rooms practically every night. Looking through your closet, you settled on your shirt from the “You’re Welcome” tour and a pair of jeans. Putting on your makeup, and your clothes, you looked at yourself in the mirror. You hated wearing pants all the time, especially in the heat of LA, but no one in the house knew about the scars on your legs.
When you were in your teen years, you were severely depressed and had low self-confidence. Your thighs were, and still are, quite large. You absolutely hated that, to the point where you had self-harmed on them. You don't cut as much anymore, and most of the scars have faded a bit, but there are bad days where you feel especially bad about your looks. The others don't know that, because you hide it as best as you can. You've never worn shorts/short dresses around them, never changed clothes in a place where they could see your thighs, and so much more. It was hard to keep lying to them, emotionally and physically. Living with all of them, you could hardly be alone for very long.
There was a knock at the door, “Hey Berry? Are you coming?” Kathryn knocked on the locked door, bringing you out of your thoughts.
“Oh, yeah I’m coming!” You replied grabbing a hat and going.
You, Kathryn, and Amy walked out to the car where you found Tyler sitting in the driver’s seat. You opened the door, and the three of you climbed in the back seats.
“Where are Mark and Ethan?” Tyler questioned looking at the three of you in the rearview mirror.
“They wanted to have sandwiches, and insisted on making them.” Tyler nodded knowing something the three of you didn’t, which just added to your confusion.
“Ty, pass the AUX cord back here. I made a new playlist, and want opinions.” Amy said scrolling through her Spotify.
Tyler reaches forward and grabs the cord and hands it to Amy. She plugged it into her phone, and music started playing throughout the car.
Mark and Ethan came out with the basket in tow. Mark climbed into the seat next to Tyler in the front, and Ethan poked his head in the window next to you.
“I gotta drive in Baby because there's no room in here for all of us. I’ll meet you guys there. Mark, Ty, do you need me to get anything else? I have all the stuff packed in Baby so we don't spoil the surprise” He addressed everyone in the car
“As long as you have all the stuff from the store, and the food, I think we’re good” Mark spoke up looking at Tyler for confirmation, who simply nodded.
“Alright! I’ll get going then. See you guys there!” And with a collective “See Ya!” from the group in the car, Ethan walked over to Baby and drove off.
“We ready to roll out?” Tyler asked everyone
Everyone in the car responded, with Mark being the more enthusiastic. Tyler started the car and drove off.
Upon arrival of the “secret place”, as the guys called it, you realized where we were. The beach. Your hopes that we were just passing by, were crushed when you saw Baby, Ethan’s car parked in the lot, and Ethan climbing out. You got quite nervous, remembering that no one knows about your scars or the history behind them. Your mind was eased as you looked down and realized you were wearing jeans, and don’t have a swimsuit.
You actually haven't gone swimming since before you started having the depressing thoughts, and started cutting. So as a result, you hadn’t bought a swimsuit since then.
“Surprise!” Mark, Tyler, and Ethan, who had since come up to the car, said, dragging you out of your thoughts.
“We realized its been a while since we had a date, with all of us, and wanted to surprise you guys,” Ethan said as you, Amy, and Kathryn climbed out of the car.
“That’s so sweet!” Amy and Kathryn remarked while you stayed silent, nervously looking at your shoes. You didn’t realize that Mark had taken notice of your behavior. Everyone started to unpack Ethan’s car, and get stuff set up.
After about 10 minutes, everything was set up. All there was to unpack was the chairs, umbrellas, the cooler and the picnic basket. Amy took a sip of her drink. "Ya know, I'm surprised you guys fit all of this in Ethan's car, AND had enough room for Ethan." She said relaxing in her chair. "Yeah, it was a right squeeze. Can we put some of it in Tyler's car on the way back? It was really risky driving when I could hardly see out of my back window." Ethan chuckled nervously. "Yeah of course! It's not a surprise anymore" Tyler spoke up. "Speaking off surprises!" Mark said jumping up and running to Ethan's car. "There's more!?" You, Amy, and Kathryn asked in unison, which caused a wave of giggles to flow throughout the group. "Don't worry guys, it's not much." Tyler reassured the three of you.
Suddenly as you were waiting on Mark's return, a fabric covered your eyes. You yelled in shock. Not even a second later you heard Amy yell, then Kathryn. You pulled the cloth off your face and looked over at them. Mark, Tyler and Ethan started laughing at the three of you. "What the hell?" Amy said as she pulled the fabric off her own head, and Kathryn did the same. She looked down at what was in her hands. "Mark you just threw a fucking swimsuit at me?" She fake yelled. Knowing what Amy sounded like when she was mad, you could tell she was just messing with Mark.
You looked down at what Mark had thrown at you.
In your hands sat a light blue 2 piece swimsuit, your size. You could hear Amy and Kathryn thanking guys for everything, and hearing the guys respond. All words escaped you. You could just sit and stare at the swimsuit.
"I didn't know what colors and styles to get so I got primary colors." Ethan said. Amy was the first to speak "Its perfect. Thank you guys." Kathryn nodded and thanked them also. "Yeah...th-thanks..." You couldn't hide the fear and shock in your voice. "Y/N? You okay?" Mark asked you quietly. "Ye-yeah I'm fine." You gave him a quick smile to reassure him. It was obvious he didnt believe you, but didn't want to draw everyone's attention to you.
Ethan, not hearing the short exchange between you and Mark, was practically bouncing with excitement. "Go put then on!! I wanna see you guys in them! Then we can go swimming too!" "Little horndog trying to get the three of us in bikinis" Kathryn teased. It was obvious it had worked by the way Ethan's eyes went wide and his face flushed, "No! I just was excited-I-Aaaaaaaa" Everyone laughed together. "Aww don't worry E! I'm only teasing." Kathryn said as she walked toward the bathrooms, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Amy followed her, but paused when she realized you weren't with them. "Berry! Come on babe!" Amy called out to you. "C-coming!" You stood and ran after them. "Come back and model them for us!" Tyler called after you.
They can't find out this way.
You looked at yourself in the mirror. In the swimsuit, there was absolutely no way you could hide the scars.
I can't do this. Not now.
You turned and put your clothes back on. Once you were dressed, you looked in the mirror. There, out of sight, out of mind. They'll never know. You grab the swimsuit and walked out of the bathroom.
As you went back outside, you saw that Amy and Kathryn were already changed and out laughing with the guys, who had changed into swim trunks.
God, they look fantastic.
You walked over to the group. Looking at your feet, and spoke up "I'm sorry guys, I'm-im not feeling too well. I think I'm gonna just sit for a while." You obviously couldn't tell them why you didn't change, so you did what you've gotten better at since you moved out here: lie and make excuses.
"Y/N, something is obviously wrong. And it's not that you're sick. You know you can talk to us. We won't be offended." Mark said kneeling by your chair.
"I...i just don't know how to tell you. I'm shocked I've been able to hide it for this long."
"Hide it? Hide what babe?" Ethan asked walking over, everyone else following him.
You look around at all of them. They're looking at you with concern in their eyes. Mark is still kneeling to your left, while Ethan and Tyler stand to your right. Amy is sitting on the edge of the chair, by your feet, and Kathryn is standing by her.
"When I was...when I was a teenager, I got severely depressed. And with my mind in that state, when I would look at myself in the mirror, I wouldn't see me. I would see all the bad things my brain was saying about me."
Amy had scooted closer to you, and was now holding your hand.
"And most of those bad things were centered around my thighs and how big they are. I absolutely resented their size, and still do, it's just not as bad now. But anyway. I started to cut myself, the one place on my body I hated most. That's why I haven't worn shorts, or skirts or dresses that could show my thighs since I moved out here. I..didnt want you guys to know. I haven't cut in a long time, but I still hate the size of them." You were crying by the time you finished talking. Looking up at everyone, Amy, Kathryn, and Ethan were all crying. Mark and Tyler were close to it.
"Sweetie, I-We had no idea! I'm so sorry." Kathryn remarked.
"No, no! I hadn't told anyone here. Only my friends and some of my family back home know. Don't worry."
Amy didn't say anything, she just scooted even closer to you and leaned in to give you a hug. In just moments, everyone else joined in.
"I love you guys...so much." You choked out between sobs. Everyone else repeated your words.
You all just stayed like that for a while, them all comforting you,muttering soft words of comfort.
"You're so brave darling."
"You're absolutely beautiful."
"I love you sweetie, no matter what size any part of you is. I love you"
You just absorbed all their kind words and the warmth of their hugs. Slowly they all released you. Everyone had started crying at least a little by this point.
"Sweetie, there is no pressure for you to change now, but just know, you have no reason to hide your scars from us. If you still want to, it's totally okay. But just know that you don't have to hide them, at least from us."
Suddenly, you got a burst of energy!
"No, you know what!" You said jumping up and grabbing the swimsuit.
"I'll bee right back!" You ran off to the bathroom. As you ran, you could hear everyone giggling and cheering for you.
Alright! The swimsuit actually didn't look too bad! They chose well. The adrenaline was still running through your viens, until you walked up to the door. No, I'm alright! It's okay! you thought. Holding your clothes in one hand, you grabbed the door handle, walked out, and didn't look back.
