One shots of the ipliers and the septiceyes

Googleiplier x lovestruck reader (I hoped you were different)

How could i be so blind? I thought he would be good to me, I thought he would be kinder, I thought he would be more caring, I thought he would love me, I thoug— no I hoped, he was different. But I was so damn blind all along. Maybe happy endings do only exist in fairytales. If anyone is reading this. Please, don't trust him, he's not safe. You're memories are not real! NO ONE CAN BE TRU—
~~One week earlier~
After going to see the new Disney film in the cinema, my boyfriend and I decided to take a walk around the park. We had packed a picnic type thing to take into the cinema but it got taken away and given back to us once we left, so I guess we could eat that. We took our usual route, as we did happen to walk this way often. Through the forest, past the lake, under the bridge and around the daisy field. But today, we were staying in the daisy field. Perched by a large group of oak trees.
We actually had our first date in this field. God it feels like only yesterday, we were teenagers staying up past our curfew and sneaking out to meet each other. Those were the days. I miss doing the small things with him though. He's always so caught up in his work stuff nowadays. His boss must really have a stick up his ass for the amount of unpaid overtime he makes Google do.
Anyway, I'm getting sidetracked, as per usual. As i was saying, once we were in the daisy field he pulled out the picnic i had prepared for the cinema. Google says he does not need to eat to sustain himself but I convinced him to at least pack something. Cinema food is too damn expensive!
Since we started to see each other, Google has always said how he is emotionless and incapable of feeling puny mortal emotions. At the start of our relationship, that raised a few red flags in my mind, if he can't feel emotions then why did he ask me on that first date? If he can't feel emotions why did he kiss me with such passion? If he can't feel emotions, why did he fuc— sorry I got lost in my thoughts, yet again. So anyway, yes it did raise a few red flags, but as our relationship bloomed into what it is today, those thoughts melted away, almost like they were removed from my brain. Google loves me. All of me.
Inside of the picnic I had packed both Google and I's favourite snack, favourite drink and favourite sandwich. It wasn't really a lot, but Google said he had a surprise for after the cinema so I don't pack too much. I loved when Google surprised me, it was never what I expected it to be.
As we were idly eating away at our picnic, we heard a rather deep, masculine scream from what seemed to be just around the corner, behind the thick (thicc 😏) group of trees. Jumping from my place on the mint green grass, I looked at Google expectantly for some sort of reassurance on what to do but surprisingly all he did was shrug, weird. That's not like him at all. Google never shrugs. I don't think once in our relationship, I have ever seen him shrug. Fuck (Y/N), you're focusing on the wrong things. You can think about how weird you're boyfriend is being later. You're right me, there's more important things to think about at the moment.
Cautious of my surroundings, I snuck over to the approximate area that the scream originated from. Building up what little courage I had, I peered curiously around from the tree I was stationed behind.
It was in that moment I noticed the metal pressed roughly against my neck, it was in that moment I noticed the CD player, it was in that moment I saw the empty field. And it was in that moment, I knew none of this had been real. He implanted this in my mind! It was then I knew, this was the bitter end for me.
"Night night Princess. Don't let the bed bugs bite."