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Last Saturday
Smosh
Damien x Reader
1,090 wordcount
No warnings, just more Smoffice™ fluff
Last Damien fic! This was def an extended quarantine project for me and I had a lot of fun trying something new :) I more than appreciate all the love I’ve gotten in likes, reblogs, comments, and asks! Perhaps I’ll be back in the future with a different person. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!!!!
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Damien eyes you up and down with amusement as you work at your desk, your foot bouncing along to your “Get Sh!t Done” playlist while you try to concentrate on the screen in front of you. Your hand idly taps a pencil to the beat and your head begins to bop along to the music starting to take over your thoughts.
Nothing would have been able to throw off your groove until you met Damien’s gaze. Your mini jam session slows to a halt as you look up, finding a wide smile and eyes that - while encouraging you to go on - made you self-conscious enough to stop. It wasn’t any easier having a hot guy stare at you, even if he was your boyfriend.
“Aw, why’d you stop?” Damien asks gently with a hint of mischief in his tone. “A few more songs and I think you would have been dancing like you did on Saturday.” He nonchalantly takes leave from his desk and gives you a quick peck on the forehead before slipping behind you to grab a cup of coffee. The feeling from his words and his lips on your temple leaves your cheeks blushed and your body warm. Thank goodness no one else is in here right now.
“You know what, regardless of what I did or did not do on Saturday, I don’t think you should be proclaiming that around the office” you retort, in only the smallest of annoyances. It was rare that either of you went out, much less stayed out, to party - but Courtney’s birthday was a special exception. And maybe things got a little more exciting than you cared to remember...but that doesn’t mean he gets to say anything about it. “Besides,” you calmly posit under a small smile, “I think I can recall a certain someone moving like a mid-40s, suburban father of three on the dance floor and crashing like one when we got home ‘cause he can’t handle his liquooorrr.” Your sing-songy teasing causes a tinge of red to appear under Damien’s collar as he rolls his eyes.
“Agghh alright true,” he concedes with a smile as he pulls up behind you with one hand on your shoulder. “Buuuut,” he continues while lowering his face to speak softly into your ear, “as much as I’m hearing you loved my dancing, I can bet you I definitely loved your moves more.” His entire presence seems to be whisked away as his voice and touch leave you, sitting back down at his desk and giving you a wink that makes you want to melt before diving right back into his work. Well somebody’s in a rare mood today...I’m not complaining...there’s just no way I’ll be able to get anything done now...
You fidget with your pencil and try your hardest to focus on editing. With nothing nearly as inspiring hitting you as hard as Damien’s comment, you decide to take a quick break to regain your headspace.
“I think I’m gonna go get a snack from the other room, do you want anything?” you ask him as you stand up to leave.
“I’ll actually be there in a bit cause I need to grab some stuff, so I can get it myself. But thanks, I’ll be right behind you.” He smiles at you brightly and you nod in response before teasing him more.
“Ugh, why you so obsessed with me?” you ask with a dramatic eye roll and a playful smile. You can hear him pity laugh at your half-joke as you walk down the hall to the other room.
Relieved at the chance to take a break and regroup, you begin to peruse your food options while the song playing in your earbuds from before makes its way back into your consciousness. Moving a bit to the music you take your pick of what’s left on the breakfast table, making sure to mind your head of the cabinets above you. And as promised, Damien strolls in almost immediately with a packet of papers in hand.
“Oh my god, Damien! How long has it been, I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever!” You flash a huge smile that nearly covers the trespass of that worn joke. Damien, thankfully in his good graces, replies accordingly.
“Oh my god (y/n)! I think it’s been the longest, barely 2 minutes of my life!” You both give each other tired smirks and you marvel at how hard he works on his comedy (and is genuinely the funniest person you know) and yet still indulges your lowbrow antics. “I finally finished my notes on this script so it’s time to crack open a cold one!” he says as he makes his way over to where you are.
“Good on you babe” you reply with general contentment that he remains so hot and so diligent. Still feeling the music flow through you and focused on which doughnut to get, you barely notice Damien’s muscular arm reaching over your head until you feel him tightly pressed right up behind your bent posture.
“Sorry babe it’s a bit of a squeeze, I just need to get into this cabinet....you don’t have to stop doing what you’re doing though.” The drop in his voice causes a brief horror to cross your face as you finally realize why this positioning felt so familiar:
Saturday.
The fear of anyone else in the office witnessing more than they did on that night jerks you upright, sending your head crashing into the cabinet above. Your body moves backwards in response to the blow, taking Damien down too, as you fall into him and he collapses on to the chair that forced the tight space in the first place. Holding your head, you find yourself sat on his lap with him grasping your waist, catching you. “Oh my gosh babe, are you okay???” The concern in his voice is matched with his hands turning you around, steadying you with one and gingerly feeling your forehead and scalp with the other.
“Goddamn….yeah, I’m fine” you sigh into a small chuckle as you struggle a bit to find your footing. Damien laughs with you and (and a little bit at you) but doesn’t let go and makes sure to watch your balance. You reassure him with a smile and he walks with his arm around you back to your desks.
Before you bite into your doughnut and resume work Damien quips, “Juuust like Saturday, huh babe?”
“Yeah,” you laugh, “just like Saturday.”
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hi hello I'm finally gonna start talking ab dad!Shayne!!! this man has me in such a chokehold and the thought of him with a mini him makes me want to explode. idk if I'm gonna make this a series or anything, but I'll probably be posting more dad!Shayne soon 🫣 I hope y'all enjoy and lmk what you think!! mwah xo lees
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Standing silently in your bathroom, staring down at trio of positive tests, an idea popped into your mind.
Your smile spread wider as you wrapped your arms around yourself, the smell of your boyfriend still lingering on the sweater of his that draped off of your shoulders. It felt like your heart was about to beat out of your chest, your stomach filled with butterflies.
You glance to your phone, realizing Shayne would be home shortly, shocking you back into reality. You're quick to shove the tests back into their box, and then shove that box far, far into the back of your dresser drawer.
For the first time ever, you're really hopeful Shayne doesn't try and keep up with the laundry.
"Honey, I'm home!" Shayne called out playfully, wandering through the front door, setting your nerves on fire.
You jump a bit as he bursts through the doorway to your bedroom, quickly grabbing your waist and pulling you into him. You can't help but laugh, letting your head rest against his chest as he holds you tightly, pressinga soft, chaste kiss to your forehead.
"Hey, baby." He began, the nickname that normally comforted you now had your heart in your throat as you look to him with raised brows.
"I love you, this is really nice and don't wanna nterrupt it, but I might shit myself if don't." You couldn't hold back a small groan as you roll your eyes, shoving him away playfully as he chuckled, a grin on his face. Shayne grabbed at your hands, quickly pulling you back to press a peck to your lips before heading into your bathroom.
You couldn't help but laugh softly at the thought on your mind- that's the father of your child.
"Might wanna light a candle, I'm sorry!" Shayne called out, laughing.
"I can't be the dad because that baby has one blue eye and one brown eye, just like her ex!" Shayne yelled out, slamming the card on to the the tabletop as everyone cheered him on.
"And another thing," He continued through laughter as you gave him a faux shocked look. "She just wants me to be the father because I'm a YouTube celebrity!"
"Are you gonna take that, Y/N?" Angela called to you, perched on the edge of her seat as your group was nearing the end of the game.
"Fine, I didn't wanna do this to you, Shayne, but..." You laid down your card slowly, keeping your eyes on the man sat across from you as the room grew quiet. "The lie detector test determined that is a lie."
Shayne gasped, placing his hand to his chest before moving his popularity down on the board, the final blow of the game.
"Okay, and with that, we are ready to look at our test results, so if everyone would pass their packets to the person on their right." lan called out, Shayne leaning forward to hand you his as you passed yours off to Angela.
You slowly went around the group, everyone exaggerating their relief at not being the father. You tangled your fingers with Shayne's, gripping his hand tightly as Angela pulled your card.
"Y/N.. you are... not the father!" She squealed out, hugging you quickly as you grabbed Shayne's packet from your lap.
"Shayne.. I think we know how this is gonna end.." You began, laughing softly as you glance around, everyone else ending with the same result as you.
He nodded solemnly, taking a deep breath as he sat back in the seat. "I'm ready..."
You tried your best to hide your shakey hands as you pull out the card, the bright red box staring back at you.
"Shayne, you are going to be a father!" You called out, Shayne immediately jumping from his seat. He began storming off set quickly in a fit of exaggerated yelling and anger.
"Wait, what?!" Angela screamed out, her eyes wide as she registered your words.
"Did you say...?" lan began, the grin on his face was unmistakable as everyone began piecing it together, while Brennan was still following your boyfriend on his faux rampage.
You feel arms wrap around you tightly as Courtney and Angela begin to congratulate you, your cheeks blushed brightly as Shayne's yelling can be heard from off set.
Shayne chuckled as he cut the bit, turning to the camera behind him, the man behind it giving him a confused look.
"Did.. did you hear her?" Brennan asked, his brows furrowed— Shayne was way too calm to know what was happening.
"Yeah, I.. oh, fuck!" The brunette spoke, his blue eyes wide as he finally processed your words, sprinting back through the doors just as quickly as he left.
You barely have time to register his return before you're swept off your feet, finding yourself in a fit of laughter as you cling to Shayne's biceps.
Shayne felt like his face was about to split with just how big his grin was. He couldn't help but pull you closer, peppering your face with kisses before finally setting you back on your feet.
"You're serious, right?" Shayne finally asks, a bit out of breath from all of his screaming and running, his eyes searching your face as his hands gently cupped your cheeks.
"Yes, I'm completely serious!" You speak, barely able to contain your laughter as Shayne wraps his arms around you again, squeezing you gently against him.
You quickly slip from his grip, earning a pout as you grab your bag from off set, procuring the box of tests.
Shayne's hands began to shake as you brought the tests to him, the proof now sitting in his hand has a second wave of realization rushing over him.
He's quick to wrap you into his arms again, whispering his gratitude and love for you. You look up to him, his blue eyes brimming with tears as he presses a soft kiss to your lips.
You sniffle, tearing up a bit yourself as you reach up, wiping Shayne's cheeks as he laughs softly.
"Holy shit, that's a much more dramatic ending than expected.." lan laughed as he wrapped his arms around the two of you, squeezing you gently as he offered his congratulations.
"I can't wait for us to start making baby merch!" Spencer called from off camera, another fit of laughter erupting.
"Smosh's first baby!" Angela gasped, clutching her heart as her and Courtney coo'ed at the idea. The love, warmth and excitement in the room was better than you could've imagined.
"Well, uh, thanks for watching.." Shayne chuckled awkwardly, running a hand through his hair as the other stayed wrapped around your waist, holding you close to his side.
"You guys are gonna have a buff ass baby." Arasha mumbled, her eyes a bit wide at the idea as you chuckled, giving the camera a small wave.
#so soft so warm so fuzzy#i love fluff if yall cant tell#anyways pls lmk what yall think 🫶🫣#smosh#mine#shayne#shayne topp imagine#shayne topp x reader#smosh games#shayne topp#Shayne topp au#smosh au#dad!shayne#smosh imagine#smosh x reader
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I wonder if u might do a Spencer besties to lovers fic (:
‘Best Friends’
Spencer Agnew x Reader
a/n forewarning, i read through this like four times but i don’t have the time to heavily edit it. please overlook the mistakes lmao but i hope you guys like this one:)
Ever since your first day at Smosh, you have felt loved and important. They were like a huge family, just welcoming you in. There was one specific crew member that you grew close to and that was Spencer. Everyone was always giving the two of you shit because you were always glued to each other’s hips. They swore up and down that the two of you were going to pull a Courtney and Shayne but on the entire crew, announcing the fact that you and Spencer were together this entire time.
When in reality, he was just your best friend. You would give everything for it to be more than that but it never would turn out that way. He only sees you as his best friend, nothing more.
“Y/N!” Angela screamed while standing in front of your table. You were currently eating lunch while scrolling on your phone.
“Angela!” You attempted to scream back before giggling and almost choking on your chips.
“Your husband was looking for you.” Amanda announced while pulling up a chair beside you. You rolled your eyes and glared at her. “What did he want?” She just shrugged her shoulders and started to talking to Angela about the next shoot. Their rambling lasted for a good five minutes talking about some characters they were wanting to try out in Try Not to Laugh before you heard footsteps approaching from the corner.
You could immediately tell it was Spencer. You didn’t even have to turn your head to look and see who it was. “Hey Spice.” You said loudly while stuffing your mouth with more chips. Spice was some dumb inside joke, the two of you had from whenever you had to go get your wisdom teeth taken out. Spencer was the one to drop you off and pick you up. You could not get the name Spence out, you just kept calling him Spice.
“Another reason to add to the list of why I think they are soulmates. They can literally tell it is him walking up just from his footsteps. What the actual fuck?” Angela said to Amanda rolling her eyes.
“Hey short stack. I got you a coffee and a chocolate croissant from that one place you-“ He stopped talking for a minute while staring at you.
“What are you staring at me for?” You asked looking at him weirdly, mid stuffing your face with more chips.
“Isn’t that my hoodie?” Spencer asked while pointing towards the hoodie you have on. You had gotten cold and passed by his desk earlier. You noticed he had a hoodie thrown on his chair and figured, hey, he wouldn’t miss it?
You just smiled at him before grabbing the coffee and croissant. “You’ll have to pry it off my dead cold body before you can get it back. It’s comfortable and it smells like you.” You said before thinking about what you were saying and felt blush flooding your cheeks. “Wait, I mean it smells good.” You said really quickly while covering your mouth and looking at him and everyone else with a panicked look.
“I’m not complaining that you have it on. I was just wondering where it went earlier and literally told Shayne I bet that you had stole it. You look cute in it anyways. You can just bring it to me later whenever you come over.” He said with a faint smile on his face. “You still are on for tonight, right? For us to finish the next episode of Fallout?” He asked tilting his head while looking down at you, practically sliding down in your chair.
“Yup. I will be there.” You said real quickly, praying that the heat in your face will go away. He just nodded his head before smiling and walking away.
Angela, Amanda, and Courtney, who joined the table during the interaction, all stared at you while you tried playing it off as confused.
You just stared back at them, “What? Is there something on my face?” You asked while wiping at your face.
“Uh, nothing but the color red.” Courtney answered quickly before laughing and shaking her head. “When are you two going to admit the fact that you are head over heels for each other? It is so obvious.”
You could feel your face getting even redder while the three laughed over how much you’re practically melting due to the teasing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. So, tell me more about the character you were wanting to test out during TNTL?” You asked.
A few hours passed by and it was time for you to leave and head over to Spencer’s place. You were walking out of the office whenever you bumped into Shayne.
“I heard you and Spencer are gonna attempt to finish up the rest of Fallout. How are you liking it so far?” Shayne asked walking aside you.
“It’s been pretty good. I never realized how much I enjoyed watching a show like this with someone else. It’s so fun to just watch something like that together and witness their reactions while the stuff is happening.” You explained while getting excited over the thought of hanging out with the man and eating snacks.
“I think you just like the idea of hanging out with Spencerrrrrrrrr.” Shayne said with a huge smile covering his face. “He’s really excited to hang out with you too. It is literally all I have heard about today.”
You started to complain whenever he first teased you until you heard him comment about Spencer being excited to see you as well.
The two of you had hit the parking lot and were about to separate. “What do you-“ Shayne cut you off before you could even finish. “Y/N, please stop acting like you can’t see it.” Shayne laughed before smiling at you. “Sorry, that sounded a bit harsh but everyone can see it and I’m pretty sure you can too. That guy is so hopelessly in love with you. You can’t tell me he isn’t.” You didn’t know what to say, you just stared at him.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” Shayne said while giving a polite wave and walked off towards his car, where Courtney was waiting on him.
Some time passed by and you were finally walking up the steps to his house. Something about tonight felt different. For some reason tonight, you were nervous. It was just Spencer. He is your best friend, so you had no reason to be nervous. Shayne’s words were sticking in your head though. Any other time, it wouldn’t get to your head but man it was really fucking with you tonight.
You had a spare key to his house, so you just unlocked the door and walked in. “Hoooooneeey, I’m hooooooome.” You yelled trying, trying to not giggle.
“Hey Y/N.” You just hear Spencer respond and see him pop his head around the corner. “I’m just changing into comfier clothes. You can go onto the living room.”
All you could think was weird. He usually carries on with your comments whenever you enter his house.
You just thought, maybe he was tired. So, you tried thinking nothing of it and headed into his living room. You got situated on his couch and started pulling up the next episode of Fallout.
“I put your hoodie on the counter.” You nodded towards the kitchen area while forcing a smile at him. He just nodded his head okay and sat down beside you.
Spencer is usually the touchy type of friend. He is always touching you in some way, either it grabbing your legs and throwing them over his, arm against yours, something like that. Tonight was different though. He had a distance between the two of you.
“You ready to start?” He asked before nodding towards the TV and you just nodded your head yes.
It was killing you. There was something going on and you couldn’t tell what. It was like there was a blanket of thick tension laying over the two of you. You would look at him out of the corner of your eye and catch him glancing over at you. He would catch you looking over at him then looking back at the TV. It was starting to drive you insane, so you had to speak up.
You grabbed the remote and paused the show. “What is going on?” You asked while turning towards him.
“What are you talking about? We’re at the part where-“ You realized he was about to explain the part of the episode, so you cut him off. “No, what is going on with you? You seem upset tonight.”
He looked at you then stared at the TV for a few minutes. You sat in silence as well, thinking maybe he needed it till the silence got deafening.
“Spencer? I don’t understand? Any other night we hang out, we’re always cracking jokes with each other and talking about our days and tonight-“
It was like it happened within a flash.
Spencer turned to face you while you were talking and you thought he was turning to listen to whatever you were about to say. You couldn’t be further than wrong.
He grabs both sides of your face and cuts you off. “Can I kiss you?”
It was like all of the words immediately got stuck in your throat and you just stared at him in shock. He started laughing over the way your face starts getting red in his hands. “What?” was all you managed to squeak out.
He inched a little closer to you, “Trevor was calling me an idiot for not realizing how much you like me. At first, I thought he was ignorant, of course. I thought there is no way they would have the same feelings. I, then, remembered how you acted earlier today over the hoodie and the comment about liking how I smell. It was like something just clicked. You also blush anytime we have an interaction. I could be wrong and if I am, I’m so sorry for butchering this friendship, Y/N, but can I please just kiss you already?”
You couldn’t even get words out. All you could do was shake your head yes and immediately, it was like all of the words left your head. He didn’t do the stereotypical ‘starved’ kiss that happens with the friends to lovers trope. He just softly pressed his lips against yours while pulling you closer to him by your face.
This lasted for a minute before he slowly pulled back. Your hands immediately fell to his wrists that were under your chin and you both just stared at each other.
“Your face is probably the reddest I have ever seen it. I’m going to assume everyone was right?”
You just smacked him on the chest and then wrapped your hand around his neck and pulled him close to you, “Yes, you dork.” You kissed him again but didn’t last long before he pulled back again.
“Wait, mentioning earlier… I wanted to ask, so you like the way I smell?” He says with a stupid grin on his face and wiggling his eyebrows.
“Oh for fucks sake, just kiss me again already Spencer.”
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when my bf asks what I’m doing and I quickly switch apps like I wasn’t just reading the filthiest smuttiest fic of my life
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too cool pt. 2 | spencer agnew x f!reader
the hair i’m crying.
thank you for the love on the last one!! here’s part 1
i was so busy recently but i love this story so let me know what you think! new part soon trust
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In the days that followed their impromptu trip to the park, Spencer panicked over his feelings for Y/N. He hadn’t felt this close to anyone in a non platonic way in a while. After endless hours of thinking about her and their excursion, Spencer realized something haunting. No way was he cool enough for someone like her. Yes they could nerd out together, but why would she want to be with someone like that? He concluded that Y/N would never choose him as the ideal guy for her.
The next few days passed in a blur of meetings, rehearsals, and editing sessions. Spencer and Y/N maintained their easy rapport, but the unspoken tension simmered beneath the surface, growing more palpable with each passing interaction.
It was during a casual lunch break that the topic of relationships surfaced. They sat at a small table, sandwiches forgotten as they engaged in a lighthearted debate about romantic comedies.
"I've never been a fan of those over-the-top love stories," Spencer commented, taking a sip of his Kickstart.
Y/N raised an eyebrow playfully. "Oh, really? You’re too cool for a good slow-burn romance?"
Spencer chuckled, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. "Well, I suppose there's something nice about the anticipation, the build-up between two people. But maybe I'm just not cool enough to get it."
Their eyes met briefly, a shared misunderstanding of their words passing between them before they both looked away, the moment lingering in the air like an unspoken confession.
As the days passed, their dance of denial continued. They buried their feelings beneath layers of professional camaraderie, exchanging playful banter and supportive gestures while tiptoeing around the undeniable chemistry that crackled between them.
It was a delicate balance, a silent agreement to keep their emotions in check for the sake of their work and friendship. But with each passing day, the longing glances and fleeting touches spoke volumes, unspoken desires waiting to be acknowledged.
As the days turned into weeks and the unspoken tension between Spencer and Y/N continued to simmer, Spencer found himself grappling with a realization he couldn't ignore—he was falling for her.
It was an unusually quiet Tuesday afternoon in the office, the usual hustle and bustle replaced by a serene calm. Spencer sat at his desk, fingers tapping absently on the keyboard as he tried to focus. But his mind kept drifting, thoughts consumed by Y/N and the unspoken emotions that had taken root in his heart.
He replayed moments in his mind—the shared laughter, the stolen glances, the way her eyes lit up when they discussed their favorite games. Each memory was like a whispered confession, a testament to the depth of his feelings. Spencer leaned back in his chair, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. He knew he couldn't continue denying his feelings, couldn't keep pretending that his heart didn't ache every time Y/N walked away.
“Hey, you good man? You’re looking pretty… gone right now.” Spencer's friend and closest working relationship, Shayne Topp, asked him.
“Yeah… yeah uh what’s up?” Spencer coughed out.
“Well I was going to ask what your dinner plans are but… do you want to talk?” Shayne asked, his eyebrows sewing together in worry.
“No it’s dumb I don’t- I don’t even know what i’d say.” Spencer answered, slumping down in his chair farther.
“Shoot.”
“Well… I really like someone. I- I can’t get her out of my head. I can’t work, I can barely sleep when I could just stay up thinking about her.” Spencer admitted.
“Damn, to be honest I never thought I would see this day. What’s stopping you from getting her?” Shayne questioned, laughing at his school yard confession.
“I don’t man have you seen me?”
“Uh yeah you’re the ideal man.”
“Very funny. But no I'm serious she’s- let’s just say she is way too cool for me. Very far out of my league.”
“Dude have you seen my relationship? If you like her that much it’s dumb to torture yourself like this.”
“Yeah but, we're friends. What if I screw it up?”
“But what if you don’t?”
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Random ianthony photos that gives me life
#no point of this post just wanted to share ianthony fluff#smosh#ian hecox#anthony padilla#ianthony#☀️🔎#☀️🔍#heart eyes padilla#ian heart eyes hecox#anthony heart eyes padilla#size difference my beloved#smol sized ian#ian pocket sized hecox
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What I Read: Week of May 20th
Okay! So, I haven't done one in a while but I've really been trying to take a lot of joy in what others creator in our fandom so I have a supersized one of sorts for y'all!
Hypothetically Yes (Theoretically Forever) by @xxmoonch1ldxx - Ian/Anthony - Ianthony
Very cute and set around Shayne and Courtney's wedding but with Ian and Anthony talking about whether or not they would individually get married some day and how it sparks up some feelings. Short and sweet!
Fight like cats and dogs by ObsessedSM - Damien/Angel - Damangela
An interesting concept where Angela slowly realizes that she is crushing on Damien and vice versa. Some nice hurt/comfort and a cute support system. (Is in progress last time I checked)
Migraine by HGTV_Rerun -Shayne/Spencer - Shayncer
Short and sweet little hurt/comfort where Spencer has a migraine and Shayne cares for him at the office!
never really said that i loved you too by Anonymous - Angela/Amanda - Amangela
Little bit of miscommunication and hurt/comfort with some fluff and a happy ending! Amanda texts Angela. Angela believes it to be a drunk text.
Lorsque Nos Deux Âmes Se Mêlent by @xxmoonch1ldxx - Ian/Anthony - Ianthony
Spicy fic! Super hot PWP but totally worth a read!! A bottom!Anthony as well!
off to the races (got my love jumpstarted) by Anonymous - Amanda/Angela - Amangela
Crack fic where Amanda and Angela are horses. It is still SO good and Ian and Anthony are farmers??? It's cute! We love a good crack fic!
in another life, you and me were seals by Anonymous - Amanda/Angela - Amangela
Fluffy and sweet little Amangela that is soft and makes you feel good!
always together by @ancientvamp - Shayne/Chanse - Shaynse
A sweet little domestic fic about Shayne and Chanse discussing marriage, kids, all the cute domestic stuff!
outsiders inside the home that we built by smoshbrainrotanon (I believe this author is on tumblr but I can't recall their url off the top of my head so let me know if you know!) -Ian/Anthony - Ianthony
A song!fic but also deals with the emotions of Ian and Anthony during the split and regarding Defy.
Meetings on Memory Lane by TheLoreOfItAll - Ian/Anthony - Ianthony (Again I am pretty sure this author is on tumblr so if you know let me know!)
A fic that is sort of like a retrospective on Ian and Anthony and their memories. It is being updated! Well written and I love Ian's POV especially as a kid.
my only angel by spourtastic - Amanda/Ian - Amandian
It is in progress but a really interesting idea and I am an absolute sucker for anything Amanda and Ian!
A beautiful mess by @japhan2024 - Damien/Anthony - Antmien
Anthony is a vampire and he and Damien have a toxic relationship including the fact that Anthony is hung up on Ian. I love the trope of Anthony being hung up on Ian and the resulting angst of it all!! I also love blood drinking scenes.
A classic mistake by @japhan2024 - Shayne/Spencer -Shayncer
Centered around rehearsals for the Smosh the Sitcom it involves Shayne and Spencer practicing their kissing scene. I love the fact that it is based on the live show!
You Stay On My Mind (Can't Help But Keep You Close) by @xxmoonch1ldxx - Ian/Anthony - Ianthony
Spicy but based on a prompt of "I want to see all of you." and bottom!Ian and it is so sensual and hot at the same time!!!
Driven Batty by @chu-tea - Ian/Anthony -Ianthony
VAMPIRE ANTHONY! Written based on a discussion had in the quad squad server and Chu has a beautiful and familar way of writing that is a joy to read. A slow burn and stretches through the journey of Ian and Anthony's time together. In progress but so, so worth it!
Smosh in the Hunger Games by d_s_t_e - Gen Fic
A take on the Smosh Hunger Games episode but with more humor and written in an interesting script like format. In progress!
Fungi by Wydrochka - Ian/Anthony -Ianthony
The idea of Ian doing magic mushrooms for the first time with Anthony and Anthony caring for him through the trip. I've been craving this idea for so long so I'm glad to have read it!
so no one told you life was gonna be this way by spacetimeinspector - Krungle/Kevin (Ian/Amanda)
Based on the Smosh the Sitcom focusing on the scene where Krungle and Kevin almost kiss. This captures the vibe perfectly and is a really interesting concept!
be with me, alone with me by eunaseo - Amanda/Angela - Amangela
Angst and cheating but I love some good angst where it hurts in the best way possible. Amanda and Angela are in love but because Amanda is married they can't really be together.
you like that? by @bowcrary - Chanse/Tommy - Chommy - Bowcrary
Based around the Smosh the Sitcom. Insanely hot and sensual af like wow! Bottom!Chanse and a bit of a dommy top!Tommy. UGH. So good!!
Flirting With Disaster (Throwing Kisses After) by @xxmoonch1ldxx - Ian/Anthony - Ianthony
A fluff of sorts where Ian and Anthony realize they like each other and there is some mutual jealousy and want on both their sides.
The Beast Inside Of Me, He Knows How To Train A Bad Dog by @xxmoonch1ldxx - Ian/Anthony - Ianthony
Spicy and based on the idea of puppy play with Bottom!Puppy Anthony and a very toppy!Ian. HOT AS ALL HELL.
Previous Weeks!
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Hey there! Maybe some more Angela Giarratana x reader if you're up for it? Something soft and domestic would be dope. Love your work so far :D
Sweeter Than Pie || Angela Giarratana x reader
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summary: when you are tired from work, angela cooks with you
word count: 1.1k
warnings: none
a/n: thank you so much for your support!! i hope you enjoy, love!! 🎀💋💌
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You’d been sitting at your computer for what felt like weeks. Your eyes burned, your fingers ached, and if you had to re-enter your password one more time because a webpage ‘timed out’ you were going to blow.
When you’d told your boss you’d take on some extra work you didn’t think he’d meant all of the company’s work for the entire year. You were exhausted and the only thing that was keeping you sane was Angela’s constant attention that if nothing else provided a much needed distraction.
She’d been bringing you food and getting you blankets when you were working late into the night and you were grateful for her.
Now you heard her footsteps approaching as you forced your eyes to stay open and look at your computer screen.
“Work stuff?” Angela came up behind you, laying her head on your shoulder.
“Work stuff,” you confirmed, continuing to type.
Angela wrapped her arms around you and planted a kiss on your cheek. You leaned into her touch.
She began to massage your shoulders. “You wanna take a break for a little?”
“Ange, you know I can’t.”
“Come on, I have never seen someone more in desperate need of a break,” she said, moving to stand in front of you now.
You shook your head at her sadly.
Angela pouted, “Please? For me?”
“I wish I could but—”
“How about we bake something?” Angela asked.
Ever since you’d moved in together, you had begun cooking together and trying different recipes—most of which came from Angela. She was an excellent cook. She could get a job in a restaurant—no, start her own restaurant—if she hadn’t gone into the performing arts.
You were not as skilled in the kitchen as Angela was but you loved baking with her and the offer was hard to turn down.
“I found a new recipe for a strawberry pie that I thought we could try,” she said, seeing you giving in as much as you felt it.
You smiled at her, “When did you get so persuasive?”
“When did you get so easily persuaded?” She shot back.
“Touché,” you said as she pulled you out of your chair. You let her lift you but as soon as you were on your feet you felt the blood rush to your head after sitting to long and you closed your eyes for a moment feeling tired all over again.
Angela steadied you, saying gently, “If you don’t feel up to this we can go to bed.”
“No,” you assured her, “I want to do this. I’ve missed being in the kitchen with you.”
Angela smile made it all worth it, you thought, as you followed her into the kitchen.
“Alright,” Angela’s eyes lit up as she began listing the ingredients that you would need.
You helped her gather all of them before leaning against the counter and asking, “what’s next?”
As you and Angela started making the pie, you felt yourself relax. This was familiar. This was home. Your work would always be there, you thought, glancing over at your laptop sitting atop the table.
But this? This was what was important. The smell of the strawberries and Angela saying you were even sweeter. Angela turning on your cooking playlist and singing as loudly as she could into the whisk like it was a microphone. You rolling the dough and Angela wrapped her arms around you from behind, getting sugar all over your shirt. Those were the kinds of things you would remember until you and Angela were gray and old.
You were disappointed when you and Angela put the finishing touches on the pie and stuck it in the oven to cook. You didn’t want this night to end, despite the fatigue you felt.
“Now we wait,” Angela said as she turned around to you and dusted her hands on her pants.
“Angela,” you said, trying to hold in a laugh, “you’ve got a little something—”
“What?” She shouted, indignant.
You took a step towards her, “You just have a little flour there. And there. And there.”
You stated by pointing at the white powder on her face but as you stepped closer to her you began kissing the spots where she had flour. On her nose, her forehead, and finally her lips. Angela smiled up at you, reaching over to grab more flour from the bag.
“Oops, clumsy me, I spilled more,” she threw the flour on her face expectantly and you rolled your eyes at her as you kissed her again.
Angela pulled away and looked at you, examining every feature on your face.
“What is it?” You asked.
“I just haven’t seen you this happy at all lately,” she said, grinning again and tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.
“Wanna make me happier?” You teased, as you stuck your hands into the flour and rubbed it on your face. “My turn.”
Angela laughed as she kissed you and you were almost sad when the oven dinged letting you know the pie was done.
You set it on the rack to cool and headed towards the sink to start on the dishes.
Angela stopped you, “Let me take care of those.” She made a show of bowing and sitting you down in a chair before beginning to wash and put away the dishes. How did you get so lucky?
By the time the pie was cooled and you and Angela had sat down at the table with two forks, you were starving. You hadn’t realized you had forgotten to eat all day until that moment. The pie looked delicious.
“Ready?” She said, practically bouncing in her seat.
“Ready,” you nodded and you both began to taste your creation. It was delicious, was the verdict. You never thought any of Angela’s recipes would be less than perfect. You let yourself enjoy this moment as the whipped cream from the top melted on your tongue. You shut your eyes for a moment while Angela kept filling her mouth with pie. You felt so calm—more than you had in a while. The music Angela had turned on was still playing in the background and you let the peaceful sounds wash over you.
“See (Y/n), isn’t this better than work?” Angela said through a mouthful of pie.
“Much,” you said quietly.
“So, what do you say, tomorrow we make raspberry tarts? (Y/n)?”
But you never heard Angela because you were already fast asleep, head resting on the table. You didn’t see Angela as she smiled at your sleeping, content form before cleaning up the rest of the dishes from the pie. You didn’t feel her as she put a blanket around your shoulders. And you didn’t hear as she kissed you on the cheek and said,
“I love you (Y/n). Even more than strawberry pie.”
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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope this is what you wanted!! have a lovely day <3💋🩰
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Title: love is stored in the soup
Ship: Ian and Anthony (Ianthony)
Rating: Fluff
Summary: Ian invites Anthony over for a soup night — and potentially more.
Notes: hello, ianthony lovers! i’m writing this fic as part of the smosh valentines exchange on tumblr. this one’s for @only-frann, hope you enjoy! i got inspired to write this after ianthony’s ep of culinary crimes where they mentioned making soup together. it fueled my ianthony brain rot and i just HAD to write this fic!
#ianthony#smosh fic#rpf#mine*#fic*#really hope you like it frann!!#it was tons of fun writing this#love giving my boys some tooth rotting fluff
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Daily reminder the United States is a terrorist organization who doesn’t care about any of its citizens. They have bombed its own citizens before. They don’t care about Israel committing egregious war crimes cause they’re making money. Also the United States is recognized as a 3rd world country by the world at large. The US has nothing and no one to fight for them except Israel and Israel will be the death of the US and honestly if they both take each other out thank god.
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Ianthony one-shot: 'Réveilles-Moi Tard Pour Me Dire Que Tu M'aimes'
"Anthony?"
Ian blinked awake in the darkness of the bedroom, slowly adjusting to it. He yawned, cutely, then turned his head around a little bit in order to stare at his lover.
Anthony was lying next to him, an arm around his waist, breaking in shy laughter on the pillow. His bright eyes turning into tiny crescents always melted Ian, especially when he hid his blushing cheeks by pushing his face against the pillow for a few seconds.
When he lifted his head, moonlight shined on his perfect face, illuminating his rested features. Even like this, in the dead of the night with his hair slightly ruffled and his eyes, tired, he looked gorgeous. Ian always felt breathless looking at him, even more so once Anthony tightened his hold on his waist and looked at him with a smile.
"Sorry for waking you up, babe. You can go back to sleep, I'm alright."
He was still smiling, blindingly so. Ian grew shy under his scrunting gaze. Anthony might call him the sun, but this was nothing against the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, along with those blindingly white teeth, Ian thought.
"I hope so, but, uhm, why are you still awake?"
"Hmm, couldn't sleep..." Anthony nuzzled closer to his body, inhaling the scent of his neck. Ian always smelt so good, a bit like baby powder and roses. Anthony could never get enough of this comforting odor. "I love you."
Ian couldn't help but giggle suddenly, biting the inside of his cheeks so his spouse wouldn't notice. However, he wasn't very discreet and it was his turn to bury his face in the pillow to muffle his laugh. His boyfriend, puzzled, moved closer to him, sticking to his back.
"What?...Did I say something wrong?"
Ian observed, from his peripheral vision, Anthony's hand moving across his chest instinctively. The tattoos adorning the white skin made him look even more delicate, precious and especially, hot as fuck. Ian liked that even when he didn't notice, Anthony always seemed to keep him closer and closer every time. This made him smile hard enough for him to bite the inside of his cheeks and slightly turn his head to face his perplexed lover.
"No...No, you didn't, but...Did you just wake me up in the middle of the night to tell me you love me?"
"I–I didn't mean to, I'm sorry for waking you up, I–"
Ian turned over to peck at his lips, effectively shutting him up. Anthony blinked a few times, confused and pouting a little bit. Ian thought it was adorable. Anthony, his Anthony who always overanalyzed and overthought even the most simple of things. His Anthony, who was so mindful of others and hated making anyone unsatisfied. As if Ian ever could in his presence. God, he loved him so much.
"Shut up."
Even though Ian had intended to, he was unable to stop the next words that came straight out of his heart from tumbling out of his mouth:
"I love you too."
Anthony's confused expression quickly turned into a beam, smiling so wide his teeth were showing. Ian couldn't help but to smile too, openly this time; he truly wouldn't mind being woken up every night of his life if it was to be told he was loved by the love of his life.
#smosh#ian hecox#anthony padilla#ianthony#fanfic#this is just some mindless fluff dont mind me#theyre in love your honor#🔎☀️#☀️🔎
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Imagine:
You are apart of the Smosh crew and as a “prank” surprise for you, Smosh books Cory Mylchreest to read Reddit stories with you and Shayne Topp.
Word Count: 1,525
TW: 1 curse word, pure fluff, barely edited :(
A/n: So i’ve been recently getting back into the creative flow, as well as my obsession with Smosh videos b/c they remind me of a time when I was a little kid with no worries, sooo please do excuse this poorly written imagine that is really an excuse to distract me from actually being an adult 🫡
You walk into the reddit room, saying hi to Brett and Kiana before sitting down on the couch. Shayne walks in shortly after, walking up to the ipad sitting on a table, unplugging and walking up to Kiana, whispering. He looks at you, smirks cheekily weirdly, and turns back to Kiana smiling widely, looking at the ipad and back up to her again.
Based on his mannerisms, you assume he’s conversing with her based on whatever reddit stories you were reading today. The schedule read, “Crazy Fangirl Stories” which you thought was fitting for you to have been picked, seeing as how your gimmick on the channel is being a massive fangirl of literally every cute white boy, your latest obsession with the Young King George star, who you have let everyone in the office know, more than once. You also have some pretty crazy stories resulting from your obsessions, which make for some funny icebreakers.
Tim calls for 10 minutes until shoot, making you look up and realize there’s more people in the audience then usual, in fact it looks as though the whole cast and crew showed up to watch the shooting today. Everyone one of them talking and smiling with excitement, confusion etched all over your face.
The cameras start rolling to test for any unforeseen difficulties that need to be fixed, while Max, or audio man as you like to call him, hooks up your microphone, turning it on asking you to test it.
“1. 2. 3. annnnd 3. 2. ONE!” You yell the 1 at the end getting a thumbs up from audio man, and a totally manly cry, as he yanks off his headphones rubbing his ears. You laugh as you watch him connect Shayne in as well, him testing even louder than you did, absolutely shattering audio man’s eardrums.
Shayne walks over and sits on his chair, looks over at you, smiles, then looks over at our audience.
Remembering that everyone is there, you finally ask Shayne,
“Hey, why is everyone here? I thought we were just reading Reddit stories? Everyone’s whispering and looking at me like they know something I don’t. And i don’t like that.” You say jokingly (maybe) glaring at your friends watching.
Shayne just shrugs his shoulders and smiles.
“I’m not sure, I think everyone just found some free time, and plus this is our only shoot today, because it’s Friday.”
You squint your eyes at him, both of you know he’s lying, but only one you actually knowing exactly what he’s lying about. You’re about to open your mouth to ask another question, when Kiana yells out 10 seconds until the intro.
You decide to put it off for now, kicking off your shoes and tucking your feet criss cross style on the couch. Seeing as how this is your 1st Reddit read story, you’re pretty nervous, but also excited since this is an area you’re familiar with.
With 5 seconds left the stage door opens and the last person you ever expect walks in, already mic’ed up, and walks (practically in slow motion) towards the couch, THAT YOU ARE ON.
You scoot over, mouth agape, the camera pointed at you, closing in on the interaction. Shayne laughs loudly, as always, and introduces you, special guest Cory Mylchreest, and the topic of the video. You look around the room seeing everyone laughing and cheering at your expense. You finally close your mouth, looking to the right of you at Cory and then at Shayne.
“So y/n, how are you feeling right now, I feel like I can see your thoughts” Shayne jokes.
Corey laughs, making you whip you head at him.
“I think i’m just in complete and utter disbelief as to how vivid this dream is.” Everyone laughs, including Cory.
“I promise it’s not dream (he grabs your hand) see!” He squeezes your hand, putting emphasis on his words.
You internally scream, but calmly lift your intertwined hands up, displaying to the camera, making a face of shock.
“Guys Cory Mylchreest is actively holding my hand. I just want you all to see this and understand what’s going on right now.” Laughter fills the room once more, before Shayne changes the subject and starts the video, telling everyone to like, subscribe, and comment who else they want to see Smosh surprise me with, I chime in with no one because my poor heart won’t be able to take anymore.
Cory laughs at that, fueling you with so much confidence that you just start cracking jokes the whole shoot, aka doing your job but like 10x better, in the hopes just to hear his laughter.
Throughout the shoot, Cory holds your hand the ENTIRE TIME never letting go, even when getting a drink of water. You were practically staring at him with heart eyes the whole time.
To your disappointment, you get to the last Reddit story. Shayne starts reading the title , him smiling as he goes on.
“AITA for saying my almost girlfriend isn’t hotter than Cory Mylchreest?
Me (23F) and this girl i was with at the time (22F) got into an argument while watching Young Charlotte because I jokingly (maybe) said Cory Mylchreest could run me over and i would apologize. She starts joking along with me until i call him hot. She responds back ‘not hotter than me though, right?’ I don’t respond because I don’t want to hurt her feelings. She immediately starts packing up her stuff and starts to leaving. I don’t stop her, because I feel as though she was being a childish, I mean no one’s hotter than that guy, but before leaving, she called me an asshole. So Reddit, am I the asshole?”
You open your mouth wide, for the 2nd time that shoot, covering it, with the hand not holding Cory’s of course, filled with immediate embarrassment.
“How did y’all find my account?” You say defeated. Everyone laughs hysterically at your embarrassment.
“So y/n, this story is 100% real? For the viewers at home who may not know for sure, could you just clarify.” You glare at Shayne knowing he only wanted you to admit it, because you were sitting right next the man who you would let run you over.
You look at Cory,
“I am so sorry.” He giggles squeezing your hand.
“That’s okay, I’d say the same about you” He smiles. You internally screaming, squeeze his hand back smiling, before looking at the camera-
“This story is 100% true. That girl and I are no longer seeing each other, seeing as how Reddit sided with me and also agreed that they too would let Cory run them over.” You finish your monologue with a deep breath, earning some cheers and whistles from your packed studio.
Shayne finishes the outro and thanks Cory for agreeing to come on and scare surprise you while promoting his show. Like a true gentleman he thanks Smosh, saying he had a fantastic time, whilst pulling you into a side hug/ cuddle on the couch. You smile, your cheeks warming up at least 10 degrees more.
Cut is yelled, and Cory is still side hugging you, pulling you off of him, he smiles at you once more before pulling you back in for full on hug saying cute things like ‘It’s so nice to meet you’ ‘I’m glad they introduced us’ ‘You’re so pretty’
You hug him back just as hard thank him, before pulling off, realizing where you are. Getting the mics and other equipment off, Cory pulls you out into the hallway away from everyone and their chatter.
“Hi” He says sheepishly.
You giggle saying hi back.
“I know this is forward, and that it’s unfair of me to ask because I am still traveling for promo and wit won’t be for a while, but do you think I could get you number so that we could go on a date?”
He looks down at you, the height difference only being a few inches, due to your amazing genes.
“I- you want my number? for a date? really?” You tilt you head in a questioning manner. He only nods his head profusely, before taking out his phone and giving it to you.
You start to type in your number before you remember,
“Wait a minute… are you even going to text me? You have built quite the reputation for yourself in recent interviews Mr. Mylchreest.” You point a finger a him, poking at his chest with it. He lets out a small giggle grabbing your finger, opening your hand, encasing yours in his saying,
“If it’s you texting, I’ll always reply.”
~fin~
#cory#cory mylchreest#young queen charlotte#netflix#imagine#fanfic#fiction#fluff#imagines#oneshots#romance#books#novel#romcom#funny#mylchreest#india amarteifio#smoshcast#source: smosh#reddit#smosh squad#smosh pit#smosh reddit
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You are in love
Spencer Agnew x reader
A/N this was inspired by you are in love by Taylor Swift. Yes, I’m a big swiftie lmao. This isn’t so focused on the lyrics or anything specifically in the song. I just thought the idea of him realizing he was in love with his partner was really cute. This is gonna be a really short one but it’s cute. Simple but sweet:) also, forewarning. I do not get to heavily edit this, so you will have to overlook the typos. I have to go study for my exam tomorrow now. Hope you all have had/are having a good day<3
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Spencer realized he is falling harder and harder each day. It was so cliche but he felt like a teenager falling in love for the first time. He honestly felt like there was no time or use for things like this during this period of his life but then he met you. You were new two years ago to the cast. You were hired on in the art department and had to help Spencer out one day with something for one of his characters. It was like love at first sight for him, as cheesy as it is to say. You just had such a carefree energy. You were also always so happy. You were like a big cup of coffee. Anyone who spent any time around you was in the best mood and ready to kick the days ass.
“Hey loser.” You said as you flopped down in a chair beside his desk. It was the end of the day and usually, the two of you would go to his place and order food then watch something or play a game. Tonight, you two were going over to Shayne and Courtney’s home for a little celebration. “You ready to head out?” You asked giving him a soft smile.
Just your smile alone flooded his chest with the craziest butterflies. He felt heat flood to his chest and he smiled and nodded his head at you. “Yep, we’re going to Courtney and Shayne’s house, aren’t we?” He asked while turning his computer off and grabbing his stuff.
“Yes, I’m gonna go get absolutely plastered and you are gonna have to take care of me for the reeeeest of the night.” You said jokingly, throwing your arm over his shoulder.
Just you touching the man sent sparks flying throughout his body. “Yeah, right. You will take one sip of a drink, complain about it not being good, then give it to me to finish.” He said glaring at you.
The two of you headed out of the office hand in hand, to your car. You were in your head thinking about some of the stuff you had to get done tomorrow and realized someone was burning holes into the side of your head. You looked out of your corner of your eye and seen Spencer staring at you.
“Whatcha looking at, pretty boy?” You asked giving his hand a small squeeze.
Spencer tried laughing it off, slightly embarrassed that you caught him staring at you. He shot his eyes forward then glanced back over at you again, “Something beautiful.”
The two of you finally reached his car and got in to make your way to Courtney and Shayne’s home. There wasn’t much talking. You just played music over the aux while zoning out. Spencer could do nothing but stare at you. There was just something different about you tonight. He didn’t know if it was a certain way you had done your hair or the outfit you were wearing or what. He just felt like he was staring at the graphics in a new video game or something. He couldn’t get over how ethereal you are.
You finally made it to the party and started greeting people as the two of you walked in. You ended up splitting up, as he went with Shayne and Tommy and you went with Courtney, Kimmy, and Amanda.
The three of you stood for a while talking whenever Amanda noticed a certain someone kept glancing at you.
“If someone turns his head to look at you anymore, his neck is gonna break.” Amanda whispered while nodding her head in Spencer’s direction.
“I genuinely don’t think I’ve ever seen him so.. love struck before.” Courtney said giggling. “Ever since the two of you have been hanging out, he just seems so much happier. You just bring so much light to him.”
You started shaking your head while smiling, “No, no. It’s not me that has caused that. He’s just happier in general.” You explained while staring down at your drink and stirring it.
“Y/N. I have never seen that boy blush before until he started talking to you. You are like the sunshine to him.” Amanda said softly smiling at you and you couldn’t help but to blush.
“He honestly makes me really happy. Every other partner I’ve had in the past, I’ve never felt so comfortable with like I do with him. He is like my best friend.” You said while pushing your hair behind your ear.
Courtney just starts giggling while looking towards Spencer, “Literally every time he looks over here, his face lights up. It’s so freaking cute.”
Angela and Arasha walked up, so the five of you started talking about work and Courtney and Shayne.
Over at Shayne, Spencer, and Tommy’s table, they were drilling him about you and giving him shit.
“If you look at Y/N anymore, your eyes are going to burst of your head Spencer.” Tommy said while laughing at him.
“I wasn’t look at them, what are you talking about?” Spencer said while shaking his head and tried to change the topic to a new movie that is coming out. Of course, this didn’t work because he glanced over at Y/N and it was like his brain went to mush. They were standing directly under a light, so it was like a spotlight was on them. They just looked perfect. His words kept getting jumbled together and he kept stuttering. He finally just stopped trying to talk and stared at them for a minute. All he could think about was wanting to go over and kiss them. He was just so enamored by them.
Shayne was looking at him smiling because he knew exactly what it was he was feeling but he didn’t say anything. He knew that feeling because that is exactly how he felt whenever he started falling for Courtney.
It was suddenly like Spencer’s brain just broke down even more than it all made sense to him. All he could think was, holy shit I am in love with Y/N. His chest felt like it was on fire and he started shaking due to nerves.
“Are you okay dude?” Shayne asked noticing that the guy looked like he was about to start crying.
“No. I’m fucked.” Spencer whispered to himself before he chugged the rest of his whiskey.
“What’s wrong?” Tommy asked aloud, looking at the two in front of him.
“I think I’m in love with them.” Spencer mumbled while just staring at the table in front of him. Tommy and Shayne lost it and started shouting nonsense while acting like teenage girls. They never thought they would see Spencer like this because he was always someone who shut down his feelings. They couldn’t get over the fact that Spencer had finally found his person.
Y/N caught on to the two freaking out while their partner sat, looking like he was having a meltdown at their table. You stayed at the table staring at the three till you noticed Spencer was visibly tearing up and starting to cry.
“Oh, shit. I’ll be back, I think something’s wrong with Spencer.” Y/N said before jumping up to go grab Spencer and walk outside. You grabbed a water bottle while on the way and approached their table. “Hey boys, sorry to break up the party for a few minutes. I’m gonna grab curly headed goober here for a second.” You said giving Tommy and Shayne a soft smile.
Spencer just stood up and walked towards the back door that lead to the backyard. You followed behind him and shut the door behind him.
“Hey you, are you okay?” You asked, sitting down beside Spencer on the swing. You placed a hand on his thigh and started rubbing your thumb across his leg then handed him the water in your other hand. “Thought maybe you could use some water. You know, gotta stay hydrated.” You said whispering.
Spencer forced a smile back to you while grabbing the water then shook his head while getting a sip of it. “I’m fucking terrified.” He said while staring at the ground.
“Why?” You asked, taking your hand off his leg and wrapping your arm around his shoulder then resting your hand on the back of his head. You started lightly scratching the back of his head while staring at him, hoping maybe this would calm him down. Little did you know, the little signs of affection you were giving him were driving him absolutely insane. He just wanted to shout that he was in love with you.
You turned a little in the swing to face him but kept your hand on the back of his head. You were giving him a few minutes to try and calm down before asking anymore questions. Out of nowhere’s, Spencer just blurts, “I’m scared because of this.” It caught you off guard. All you could think was, I fucked this up. He’s going to break up with me.
Spencer felt you tense up and all he could do was laugh. “I’m not meaning it in a negative way. Actually, maybe a little. I’m just terrified I’m going to screw this up.” Spencer explained, finally looking over at you.
“Spencer, you could never-“ He immediately cuts you off. “I’m in love with you. I mean I am head over heels, infatuated with you. The second I wake up in the morning, you’re the first thing on my mind. The second I hear news that is exciting, I want to run to find you and tell you. The second I accomplish something, I want to find you and tell you. You give me a reason to be excited about the world, Y/N. I know we’ve only been together for almost eight months but god, I am so in love with you and just want to experience the rest of my life with only you.”
All you could do was just stare at him. “I’m not proposing to you right now, if that’s what it sounds like.” Spencer said while chuckling. “I’m just saying that one day, I want to marry you. One day, I want to do the thing old married couples do with you.”
“Can you say that again?” You asked staring at him in shock.
He looked at you with confusion, “I’m not proposing to you?”
You just laughed and shook your head, “No, no. What you said a minute ago.”
He just nodded his head slowly for a second before turning in the swing to face you. “I am so in love with you.”
All you could do was pull him into a hug and to hold him for a minute. “Is this why you were crying?” You asked laughing a little, pulling back to look at him. He just shook his head yes while looking at you. He looked like he was mentally shitting himself but you realized it was because you had not said anything to him.
“Oh shit, wait, I love you too, you dork.” You said back while giggling. You cupped the side of his face and just brushed your thumb over his cheek for a minute while looking at him.
“God, I am so in love with you Spencer.”
#spencer agnew fluff#spencer agnew imagines#spencer agnew x reader#smosh x reader#smosh imagine#smosh imagines
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Flufftober Masterlist
Day 1: Petnames - Sam Winchester ♥️
Day 2: Headcanons - Castiel 🧡
Day 3: Cuddles - Dan Avidan 💛
Day 4: Date Night - Jared Padalecki 💚
Day 5: Falling Asleep Together-AnothonyPadilla 🩵
Day 6: Nightmare Comfort - Ethan Nestor
Day 7: Reading Together - Brennan Lee Mulligan
Day 8: Late Night - Ted Nevison
Day 9: Marriage Proposal - Sam Winchester
Day 10: Road trip - Platonic! Garrett Watts (Maybe ADHD reader???)
Day 11: Sharing Clothes - Hasan Piker
Day 12: Baking Together - Matpat
Day 13: Love Notes - Jshlatt
Day 14: Scary Movie Night - Kurtswurld96
Day 15: Drawing Each Other - Viktor (Arcane)
Day 16: Picnic Date - Castiel
Day 17: First Kiss Memories - Anthony Padilla
Day 18: Friends to Lovers - Shane Top
Day 19: Arts & Crafts - Damian Hass
Day 20: Shopping - Jerma985
Day 21: Music - Dan Avidan
Day 22: Adopting a pet - Sam Winchester
Day 23: Helping When Sick - Jacksepticeye
Day 24: Patching up wound - Jared Padalecki
Day 25: Hobbies Together - Jinx (Arcane)
Day 26: On a walk - Markiplier
Day 27: Watching a Meteor Shower - Dan Avidan
Day 28: Coffee Date - Misha Collins
Day 29: Self Care Night - Moist Cr1TiKaL
Day 30: Halloween Costumes - Sam Winchester
Day 31: Going Trick or Treating - Sam Winchester
Day 30,31 is like a two parter (:
Made this with my awesome friend @rats-write ♥️
Also theirs a lot of repeats because I don’t write for a lot of people srry! Tomorrow I’ll probably post about 3 to catch up so they’re probably gonna be short but I hope you love them!
(Same props dif peps)
#jared paladecki#sam winchester#matpat#castiel#fluff#flufftober#smosh#game grumps#dan avidan#anthony padilla#ted nivison#dimension 20#brennan lee mulligan#ethan nestor#crankgameplays#markiplier#jacksepticeye#garret watts#jerma985#hasan piker#jshlatt#damian haas#shane topp#misha collins#moist critikal#jinx arcane#viktor#kurtsworld96#cute#love
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i’d love some ianthony hurt/comfort fics where one of them gets hurt or injured by someone on set and the other gets all caring and protective!! bonus points for including the other smosh cast members too hehe thanks so much!!
im not a huge ianthony fan, but i tried! sorry its short 😭
Ianthony- A Big, Big Mess on Our Hands Tonight
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"So, Eat It or Yeet It, Ianthony Edition, ey? Sounds great!" Anthony proclaimed.
"Yeah! I'm so ready to fuck ALL this shit up!" Ian chuckled. Garrett looked at the two men with a glint of nervousness in his eye.
"I, uh, hope you know not all of these dishes are going to be bad, right?" he asked. Both Ian and Anthony's faces fell.
"Well damn."
The cooking went off without a hitch, even with Ian and Anthony fucking around, still overjoyed to have the other back. Garrett took most of the actual cooking, while the other two did the prep.
Soon, it was time to shoot the episode. A chorus of "Eat It or Yeet It!" rang out.
"Hello and welcome to a very special Eat It or Yeet It-" Courtney began, pausing momentarily. "I say that every time, don't I?" they asked aloud.
"Anyway! I have reason to say it on this fine evening- it's the Ianthony episode!" Cheers came from the table as Ian and Anthony both smiled to the Garrett cam. "Here are the rules!" Courtney said for the edit.
"Garrett wouldn't let us torment you guys... that much." Ian commented. Spencer, on of the contestants, rolled his eyes.
"Don't make me threaten to kill myself again." Spencer sighed. Ian chuckled.
"No promises!"
The first few rounds went as well as any Eat It or Yeet It does- Damien got some weird pasta dish that everyone else refused to taste, Tommy got a plain ass tortilla, Angela got a vegemite donut, and Spencer got an overcooked pizza in a "My Favorite Pizza Place" box.
Issues arose when the big bite came out. Anthony had pitched a dish to be served on fire for the big bite, and Garrett helped him prepare a cherries jubilee flambé.
Anthony had worked a deal with Courtney prior, ensuring Anthony could light the dish himself.
"When this dish is presented, make sure nobody is near it! We wouldn't want an accident..." Garrett had warned. Anthony had mumbled an acknowledgement.
The five people sitting around the table made small talk as the last round was being prepped.
"I can't believe I got the big bite AGAIN." Shayne groaned, head resting on his forearm to ensure no cheating.
"My brother in christ, you didn't even try to hit the bell." Spencer retorted.
"I do think hitting the bell is a vital part of the game..." Tommy added.
"I know! I was the one who pitched this show, dammit!" Shayne snapped in false anger.
"Ohhh, I'm Shayne!! I pitched this show because I like the pain I go through!" Angela mocked.
"Holy shit, are there two Shaynes here?!" Damien joked.
"Okay losers, it's time! Open your eyes!" Courtney called out. Everyone did as they asked, but instead of Courtney, Anthony stood in the center, revealing the dish.
"Five...?" The count started. Anthony pulled out a pocket lighter to flambé the dish.
"Four..." With two clicks, the lighter lit, and Anthony put the flame to the dish.
"Three..." It caught instantly, blue flames climbing the dish.
"Two...!" The flames climbed higher than Anthony inticipated, though, and it made contact with his hand.
"FUCK-" Anthony yelled, quickly yanking his hand back.
"Oh my god, cut, someone get a medic!" the director called.
Anthony would blame the adrenaline, but events after that were a blur. The medic showed up and walked him through the proceedures. It was nothing more than a small first degree burn, but it still hurt like a bitch.
As the medic finished up bandaging Anthony's hand, Ian walked into the room. "Anthony, are... are you okay?" he asked.
Anthony looked to the medic. "Yeah, he'll be fine. Just be careful around the area." she smiled. "Take care now." And she left, leaving Anthony and Ian alone.
"That's... good." Ian said, running a hand through his hair.
"Yep. I've had worse, anyway. I was a teenager once, you know." Anthony joked. Ian didn't laugh, and shifted his weight.
"I was worried. About you."
Oh. Anthony felt a pang in his heart. He walked over to Ian, bringing the other into a hug.
"I'm sorry. I'm okay, I promise."
Ian smiled. "I'm glad."
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