#angela thoughts
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new Angela photo just dropped
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New fav genre of Angela Giarratana pictures: resting head on hand(s)
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Her....
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Okay can we talk about this-
#angela giarratana#WHY DOES SHE LOOKS SO HOT#it's kinda giving cowboy or farmer#angela thoughts#hailey dilmore#okay hailey can get it#hatchetfield#nightmare time
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Sad I’m not currently getting fucked by ms giarratana hours
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Hello this is rp account also a blog and such mostly for smosh and hatchetfield rp and possibly Marvel
I am Izzy
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moicy coded screenshot redraw
#my art#moicy#moira o'deorain#mercy#overwatch#angela ziegler#saw that nikocado screenshot and thought#yeah that's moicy
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comments from smosh cast + crew on shourtney's wedding post!!
ft. mythical, thomas sanders, and www.chess.com?? lol
#courtney miller#shayne topp#smosh#shourtney wedding#shourtney#smoshblr#if i missed comments... umm im not going thru those comments again i cant think straight#thought it was funny how some of the smosh gang are also acting confused in the comments AS IF THEYRE NOT IN ON IT#theyre REALLYYY selling it if its just a prank#real or not i KNOW they were all laughing around the office abt this#the battle btw angela damien and sarah trying to get first LMAO#this day is going to go down in smosh history as the day the the fandom broke#tbh real or not im just really impressed with this whole thing#even if im dying for answers#head vs heart ykwim#“guys its literally april fools” vs “guys theyre literally married now”#now watch me try to tag as many ppls names as i can TT#angela giarratana#chanse mccrary#amanda lehan canto#anthony padilla#damien haas#sarah whittle#arasha lalani#noah grossman#olivia sui#trevor evarts#tommy bowe#ian hecox#spencer agnew
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Ok, this was funny but now I want Chanse and Angela to recreate the wedding photoshoot lmao
#wade's ramblings#smosh#smosh mouth#smoshblr#chanse mccrary#angela giarratana#shourtney#shayne topp#courtney miller#amanda lehan canto#silly thoughts
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keep·sake
#my art#fanart#moicy#moira o'deorain#angela ziegler#mercy#bit of a personal drawing#but I wanne keep stuff open for people to project onto#its angsty its gay its everything really#I hate that I love you#not sure if this needs rating thought
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going insane
#I’m gay I’m gay I’m gay I’m gay I’m gay I’m gay#THE ARMS#THE FACE#THE EVERYTHING#angela thoughts#angela giarratana#smosh games#getting on my knees
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Angela hands appreciation post
#bc i want them in me#what who said that#if you see this i’m not ignoring you#my wifi is so bad rn#i’m trying to post one thing#this thing#bc it’s so important#bc look at her hands#angela giarratana#angela thoughts
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i don't think there are words to describe just how much i want to smooth my hands over his torso and wrap my arms around his middle
to hug and squeeze him because i just know he gives good hugs and to feel his large firm hands wrap around me in return
THIS MAN HERE IS ETHEREAL... CELESTIAL
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Imagine playfighting with Angela, having fun until she then pins you down on the floor, trying escape her grasp only for her to smirk and give hickeys on your next knowing she wins the fight as she hears you whimpering.
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angela x reader pt 2
“Do you need help?” you call from on top of your bed.
“I- no!” Angela replies from the other side of the closed bathroom door.
“Ok!” you smile and sit on your heels, knees on the bed, waiting.
Another minute passes.
“Angela, there’s no shame in-“ you try not to laugh imagining your girlfriend fighting the harness’ straps. She’s not the most coordinated person.
“I’m good! I’m good, I’m almost ready,” she yells. The door opens a crack. “You have to promise not to laugh,” she says, her voice a little quieter. She opens the door all the way. Angela stands in the doorway, hair down and a little curly, wearing her white American Idol shirt with a black-strap harness over light pink underwear. In the harness carries the six-inch blue strap on the two of you bought on amazon a few nights ago.
She keeps her arms at her sides, fingers stretched against her thighs.
Your heart quickens immediately and you feel even more turned on than you did when she suggested tonight is the night you try it, and that really turned you on quick.
“Fuck, Angela,” you say a little breathless. “Believe me, I am not laughing.” You can’t stop staring at her.
She smiles her stupid little laugh smile that stabs you in the heart every time. You sit up on your knees and she crawls onto the bed to kneel in front of you. You kiss softly, her tongue touching your lips ever so lightly and it makes your head spin.
Your hands travel down to grab her ass and pull her closer. Her hips press into yours with the dildo between you flattening downwards against your center.
You can’t help but moan at the feeling.
“Lay down,” she pulls back to look into your eyes.
You nod and lay your head on the pillow behind you. Angela settles her hips between your thighs, hoisting one of your legs around her waist.
As you make out, the dildo ever so slightly knocks into your center every now and then and it drives you crazy.
“I love you,” she whispers into your neck.
“I love you, too,” you whisper back, both hands in her hair.
She puts some space between you to watch as she pulls down your underwear. They’re tossed off the side of the bed. The fingers of her right hand feel how wet you are as her left hand keeps herself upright beside your head.
“Want to use the lube or just go for it?” she asks.
You can’t help but laugh a little. “I mean, don’t, go for it, but,” you emphasize the phrase. She lets out a laugh, too. “Let’s try without first.”
“Ok,” she nods with a smile and goes back to kissing your neck. Her fingers gather the wetness already there to wet the tip of the dildo as much as she can.
“Ready?” she asks.
Your body is filled with more anticipation you’ve ever felt. It feels like waiting in line to sit front row seat on a rollercoaster but somehow more.
“Yeah,” you whisper and lean up to give her a quick kiss. She leans back a bit and uses her hand to guide the strap to line up correctly.
You can see how wet it is from yourself as the tip pushes against you.
“Please just do it,” you whisper.
“Needy girl,” she looks into your eyes and kisses your forehead.
Angela gives a very slight experimental push of her hips and your abs flex. You whine slightly and turn your head to the side.
“Is that ok?” she licks your earlobe.
“Mhm,” you manage. Your hands grip the comforter below you.
“Can you take more, pretty girl?” Angela whispers as she kisses your cheek.
“Mhm,” you hum again with a nod.
She pulls out, but not completely, before pushing back in more but still so slowly.
“Angela,” you moan.
She cautiously and shallowly rocks in and out, getting the feel herself, until the strap gets less resistance from the wetter you get.
She slides in and out easily now, though still not all the way in.
Her arms drop to the elbows, one hand in your hair. The other hand grabs your boob, hard. You gasp and she swallows the rest of your gasps in her kisses.
The hand then travels down and she uses her thumb to press on your clit. Your legs tense and come more together.
With a sudden force, Angela pushes your knee into your chest. You whimper loudly. The new angle allows her to go much deeper.
“That good?” she says smugly, knowing the answer already.
“God, Ange,” you moan. The sound of your bodies hitting each other fills the room.
“I love you,” Angela whispers again into your ear. You grab her ass, pulling her as close to you as possible. Your hips press together, her body creating incredible pressure against yours. She ruts her hips into yours, her face buried in the pillow beside your face. She whimpers softly.
“I’m so close,” you pant.
“Y/n,” she says just as breathlessly.
Your hips try and match her pace but she’s pressing so hard into you it’s hard to get any movement and you love it. You love when she has all the power.
“Fuck, Angela,” you moan as your legs begin to shake and your nails scratch her back underneath her shirt.
“That’s it,” she whispers, stroking your hair, slowing her movements.
Once your legs go limp, she stops, though still inside you.
“You ok?” she asks gently, kissing your nose.
“Fucking perfect,” you say sincerely.
She laughs and slowly pulls out. She goes into the bathroom to take off the harness.
A few moments pass.
“Y/n!?” Angela gasps, her voice cracks from the bathroom.
“What!?” you ask concerned, getting out of bed.
“What the fuck!?” she yells with a huge smile, exiting the bathroom, shirtless, showing you her back. Her back is… well… covered in scratches.
You try to refrain from smiling but it’s not working. “Oh.”
“Oh my god,” she laughs, exasperated, walking back into the bathroom.
You follow and press your front into her bareback as you two stand in front of the mirror.
“Sorry,” you say insincerely with a kiss to her shoulder.
She looks at you through the mirror. “You’re lucky you’re so cute.”
“Mm, you’re so cute,” you bury your lips into her shoulder once again and reach around to grab her boobs. “Come on, your turn,” you mumble into her back before peeling yourself away and head back into the bedroom.
“Uh,” she begins. You turn, tilting your head. “I already did,” she says sheepishly.
“Are you serious!?” you ask, astonished, eyebrows raised.
“You want proof?” she jokes back, taking off her underwear and holding it up.
“No!” you say.
She shrugs with a cute expression and the underwear on the ground beside the harness.
You walk up to your now completely naked girlfriend, pinning her between the sink and yourself. You trail your hand down her body, ending at her center where you feel for yourself.
“Yes, you did,” you say. “That’s actually really hot.”
She smiles widely. “Really? Guess I’ll make it more of a show next time,” she says. You look into each other’s eyes for a moment.
“I can’t believe how much I love you,” you tell her, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Come on,” she says, pulling you into the shower with her.
#i am a menace to society#how i haven’t got the fbi knocking down my door yet is a mystery#angela thoughts
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I would kill for a scene where the 118 is joking around and doing mock British accents and then Oliver just speaks in his regular voice
And everyone’s just like
That definitely doesn’t sound British
#yes I have terrible humor I know#I just thought it would be funny#evan buckley#911 on abc#oliver stark#buddie#eddie diaz#edmundo diaz#ryan guzman#peter krause#angela bassett#aisha hinds#kenneth choi#jennifer love hewitt#athena grant#bobby nash#hen wilson#chimney han#maddie buckley#caro talks
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