Amphibia Oneshots!

🎶 Victorious 🎶 (Darcy x Corrupted!Reader)

Hey guys! Here's another random inspiration fic! Buuuuuut, this time it's a SONG FIC!!!!!

Using (As shown above) "Victorious" by Panic! At the Disco.

So the reader gave into her Calamity powers WAY too much, and it took its toll on her. She joined Darcy, and in this AU, they won without having to use the Amphibia Moon and are having a party before conquering other realms! ;)

Y/n's Calamity powers had corrupted her until the point where her sweet personality  turned more wicked and a little emotionless towards her friends, and in turn her powers shifted until they were completely white.

Little side note- Bold dialogue will be the song for each character, but underlined bold words are Y/n AND Darcy (Chorusing).

⚠️ Underage drinking ⚠️ (Not much but still there)

ENJOY THE CHAPTER!

Y/n strode into the throne room, her f/c-undersided white cape rippling behind her as she moved. She surveyed the area, strolling aimlessly through the loose groups. 

Her slightly twisted smile grew while she observed the celebrations. She eyed Darcy, who was standing near King Andrias, out of the corner of her eye, and they gave her a matching grin.

She listening and followed along to a song as she walked. (Start song)

"Tonight we are victorious! Champagne pouring over us! All my friends were glorious! Tonight we are victorious!" She spread her arms to the entirety of the room.

She nodded her head to the song while she sang, newts around her joining in the harmonizing. "Victorious!"

Y/n sidestepped around groups of Amphibians and frobots, tripping a few passersbys and tapping them before leaving swiftly, a mischievous expression crossing her face. She snuck around Andrias, coming up behind Darcy and wrapping an arm around their shoulders and tapping their helmet's antlers playfully.

 "Double bubble, disco queen! Headed to the guillotine! Skin as cool as Steve McQueen." She pressed her hand to her heart, grinning at Darcy. "Let me be your killer king!"

"It hurts until it stops, we will love until it's not! I'm a killing spree in white!" Y/n wrapped her cape around herself with an arm, eyes flashing to neon white instead of e/c for a moment. "Eyes like broken Christmas lights!"

"My touch, is black and poisonous." Darcy stepped in for that part.

Y/n snatched a glass off a passing tray, uplifting it at the last line. "And nothing like my punch, drunk, kiss I know you need it. Do you feel it? Drink the water, drink the wine!" She took a small sip of the glass before tossing it to Darcy, who threw it to the side.

"Oh, we gotta turn up the crazy!" Y/n grabbed their hand. "Livin' like a washed up celebrity! Shootin' fireworks like it's the Fourth of July!" She dragged them over to the front of the throne, and Darcy raised their intertwined hands with a smirk.

"Until we feel alright!"

They continued on with Amphibians cheering in the background. "Until we feel alriiiiight!"

"I'm like a scarf trick, it's all up my sleeve." Y/n gently yanked Darcy closer with a smug grin at their slightly flustered reaction, their faces inches away. "I taste like magic, waves that swallow quick and deep!"