⚠DISCLAIMER: This will contain some scenes that are triggering to some audiences, viewers digression is advised!⚠
We've been playing for 3 hours now and I have to run some errands that I pushed aside so I could stream and so I told everyone. Everyone else thought it was a good idea to end it there.
"Let's keep in touch so we can do another stream together! have a great day or night to where ever you are!" I say while waving at my camera logging off. I mute my mic and do my outro then I end the live steam.
'Now let's get editing...'
_-=*Time skip brought to you
by garbage maker IntrovertedHermit*=-_
(Making fun of myself and my insecurities lol sorry I'll leave~)
I finish editing and upload the stream to YouTube for the ones who couldn't join, could watch at their leisurely.
I shut off my pc and monitors opening the door I look back turning off the lights and closing the door behind me.
'Alright let's get this time-consuming boring shit done.'
I started to clean up my apartment starting with the dishes, then laundry, vacuuming, dusting, and then had to finish writing lyrics for a new song of mine. Called one of the drunks, which was inspired by streams like the one I did earlier.
(One of the drunks is by Panic at the disco/ P!atd. It's not mine so credit to the original owner. Y/n also published another song that got you known as a musician and producer that song was Jokes on you by Charlotte Lawrence. Her other job other than being a YouTuber is being an actor. Also, I am making Y/n a talented person because she had nothing but herself to entertain herself. She sang to and for her mother, she danced for physical activity since gym didn't interest her at all. She daydreamed about going on adventures alone because she never went on any or had any friends. But no one is perfect, right? She is emotionally a disaster and has other issues that will be revealed as the story goes on, so Y/n is not perfect( Not saying that you are like that, It's just how I want to portray the main character. )
I go to the drawer in the kitchen and take out the binder of lyrics that I've written.
While writing I suddenly hear his voice softly call out over and over again.
"It's cute when you fangirl." My heart suddenly started to slow and I felt at ease. I am always anxious even if I don't show it. I am an anxiety-filled bean always overthinking causing my insecurities and anxiety to shoot through the roof.
But hearing his voice... Calms me?
'Odd, maybe we could collab together since I heard he made a couple of songs..'
I finish up, feeling hungry, I go to the kitchen to make myself something to eat.
I open the fridge to be welcomed by a half-empty fridge. I close the fridge door going to check the cupboards to see if they were empty. They were just as empty, great.
'Guess I have to go to the grocery store.'
I go and put my jean jacket over my white tee, finding my short combat boots. I grab my keys and purse heading out the front door. Locking my apartment door double-checking that I did cause I forgot to lock it once and was robbed like what the heck!? The first time I forgot to lock my door, is someone out to get me?
I look around to see if anyone was in the hall, no one except for me. Or was it just that they could see me but I couldn't see them...?
'Stop overthinking stupid shit.'
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Secrets A Corpse Husband x YouTuber ff
FanficThe mysterious Corpse Husband who joined the day that you streamed Among us to your beloved fandom filled with 14 million people. Y/n is mainly a YouTuber and started streaming recently but who would have thought that you were his neighbor, his muse...
