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sassylegshayne · 1 year

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this is a bonus chapter for 'support your local caffeine dealer'

okay that being said AHHHHH!!!!! I've had this written for so long and ik chapter three of mmi is taking a bit so I wanted to post this now!! I love it, it's a peak into their relationship past the fic w lots of introspection from shayne, it's adorable! 2.8 words! enjoy xx mwah 💓

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Shayne woke up much earlier than he planned to, so he found himself sat in silence at your shared dining table, staring at his mug of coffee. He unintentionally mirrored your actions in the exact moment that brought him to this point today.

The start of your relationship was a bit rocky, filled with pining and misunderstandings, but Shayne wouldn't change a thing about it.

Four and a half years, one shared apartment, and two cats later, everything felt right. Not perfect yet, but close. Your lives meshed together perfectly in every little way he never imagined it would.

You had similar food tastes, but neither of you liked the other person's favorite snacks or cereals, so no arguments about stealing. You like opposing chores, making it easily to share the weight. You showered at night, him in the morning. You liked the same books, so you shared your libraries now.

You'd been promoted recently, the position allowing a bit more flexibility with your schedule; so you and Shayne often woke up together in the morning and arrived around the same time at night.

The welcome addition of you to his friend group even meant that making plans was extremely easy. Shayne was also immensely thankful to have you with him at pretty much ever group outting.

He felt like you two knew every small thing about each other, so the secret he was keeping weighed heavy. For three months and twelve days he has been keeping the biggest secret from you, and everyone else.

The small velvet box sat in the bottom drawer of your dresser, stuffed between a pair of jeans that were actually too short for Shayne and a pair of Halloween themed sweatpants that matched a pair of your own. He could find it blindfolded at this point with how often he took it from it's spot, almost four times a day, contemplating when it would be the right time. It didn't feel right until earlier in the morning.

Just at 7:39AM, Shayne shot out of his sleep, his heart fluttering as he glanced over his shoulder, finding you softly snoring. His alarm hadn't gone off yet, the two of you didn't need to be up until around ten.

You had the day off and Shayne only had one shoot on his schedule, one you were going to be apart of.

You had been in a couple of shoots in the few years since your relationship had been known to the internet. Some fans had recognized you from the crew and casts personal accounts, especially Kimmy and Damien's.

You were very well received in your first appearance at Shayne's graduation, your speech bringing him and most of your friends to tears. After that you had been brought into an 'Eat It Or Yeet It" video, getting your first chance to witness your boyfriend's grave mouth first hand. After all of the love for you came in, you appeared on a Board AF' episode and began making memes for 'Who Meme'd It?'

You kept your privacy and boundaries still, your social medias were all still set to private, making it clear that you'd appear on occasions, but wouldn't join.

Shayne was fully supportive when you told him this after he mentioned the idea of you coming in for a video. You loved your job, having moved up into management of the shop, the promotion coming as a huge surprise to you, but not to Shayne.

Today you and Shayne were do on set at 2PM, shooting another TNTL episode, as per request of the other's lined up in the shoot. Damien and Courtney were quick to shoot Kimmy the idea, which wasn't hard to greenlight when the producer was your best friend. The easy part was over, convincing you was much more difficult. It tooka lot of coaxing from your friends, but Shayne remained neutral. It almost pissed you off that each time you asked him for advice on whether or not you should do it, he'd say it's up to you. Shayne couldn't help it, he still finds himself not wanting to push you too far, he still wants to protect you from anything he can. Most fans loved you, but what if it stops? He was still in shock of how much everyone seemed to like you. His heart couldn't help but flutter with pride and joy each time he read a comment that spoke highly of you.

It couldn't compare to the love Shayne has for you. He writes every small, tender thought he has about you down in his phone. He isn't sure when they started now, but it was definitely before you had started dating.

He started off using it to get things off of his chest, to write down the words of admiration that he wished he could tell you. Overtime it'd had begun to be every thought he'd had about you.

"I told the stars about you"

"you're the only one want to wake up next to"

"I wonder what goes through your mind when someone says my name"

Damien and Spencer have heard almost all of them, extremely supportive of him, always quick to call it sweet. That's then followed with different ways to call Shayne a simp. It turned into a joke between them, dubbing them Shayne's Simp Notes.

Gears were turning as Shayne shuffled from your bed quietly, grabbing his phone from the night stand before wandering into the living area, brewing coffee.

He took a deep breath, unlocking his phone as he finished replaying his morning in his head before noting the time. 8:17AM is when the perfect idea strikes, apparently.

Shayne was quick to open the notes app and begin writing out everything. He's loosely planned sketches for the show before but this was much bigger, he wrote out every detail to make sure it'd go right.

After about an hour of nonstop writing with Shayne's eyes glued to his screen, his coffee long gone cold, your yawn echos down the hall.

A smile stretches across his face as he finishes his last line, closing out of the app before setting his phone on the tabletop. You enter the room rubbing your eyes as yOu mile softly at Shayne. His ASU shirt covered your top half, an old pair of gym shorts covered your bottom.

Without a word, you made your way over to Shayne's lap, straddling him as you rest your head on his shoulder while he rubs your back gently.

The two of you tend to lay in bed together and cuddle if you're up before your alarms, enjoying the peace of being together before beginning your respective days. On the off days where that doesn't happen, you tend to make up for that lost time whenever you can, like right now.

"Ditch me on my day off, I see how it is." You chuckled as you sat up, rubbing your fingers lightly through Shayne's hair as he groaned playfully.

"I'm sorry, you're just dating an absolute genius, and I had a breakthrough, baby." Shayne laughed softly as you rolled your eyes; he moved to cup your cheeks pressing his lips to yours softly.

The two of you sat there for a bit longer, chatting until your alarms rang in your distant bedroom. You sullenly removed yourself from Shayne's lap, snagging his mug of coffee before disappearing down the same halway you'd wandered out of earlier.

"Ew, Shayne this is so old! How long have you been up?!" You shouted as your turned off the ringing, prompting a laugh from Shayne.

He makes sure to bring you a fresh mug, prepared just how you like as you're busy getting ready later. Your heart swelled at the small action.

It wasn't anything out of the ordinary from Shayne, he loved using small, subtle ways to show his affection. You always had fresh flowers from the very beginning of your relationship, sometimes you'd have more than one bouquet at a time. He's been a big fan of ordering things to you while he's away, off on shoots or even while hest at work.

He once ordered groceries to your apartment and video called you to cook together when he was on a trip to visit his parents.

You adored him so much. This relationship had far exceeded what you thought it could be, and you couldn't be happier. You're heart swells at just the thought of your boyfriend and everything he means to you.

The two of you arrived on set a bit early, giving you time to mingle with everyone. You were quick to dart from Shayne, heading toward Kimmy and Courtney across the room.

Shayne stood off to the side, staring at his phone screen once more. He felt like he was gonna scream, throw up, and cry all at once. He just needed to get through this. It's just an episode with his friends, he's gonna tell jokes and do his characters, his girlfriends gonna be there, it's gonna be amazing.

The box sat heavy on his thigh in the front pocket of his jeans, the outline barely concealed by the flannel he had buttoned over his white tee in an attempt to hide it.

Shayne eyed Kimmy, chewing his lip as she finally departed from her conversation with you. He was quick to grab her, requesting something weird of her. He needed you to go last, this wasn't something he wanted to have as the opening bit.

He kept the reasoning to himself, and Kimmy didn't seem too concerned about it so she happily agreed.

Once the others had arrived, Noah only setting the shoot back half an hour, they began rolling. You did great, getting Damien out quickly with an inside joke the three of you had shared after a trip to Universal one night.

Shayne was so nervous he found himself laughing his way through his joke, which eventually got Damien after it had become evident that Shayne wouldn't be able to stop his laughter.

His nerves had settled a bit, his arms wrapped around your shoulders, small kissed placed on your forehead between your bits, hidden by the divider.

You grinned as the end of the video neared, you being called to the yellow stool last. You filled your mouth with water and gave a thumbs up as you heard rustling from behind the divider.

"Okay, this isn't my turn but just wanna do this real quick" Shayne called out, peering around the corner as you shrugged.

After a few seconds, a toy crow flew over the clothing rack as Shayne belted out a purposefully bad impression of Train. You spewed instantly as cackling sounded from your boyfriend.

"I hate you!" You called out as you refilled your mouth, shaking your head.

"No, you don't." He called back, laughing.

The others' bits flew by as Shayne stood behind the divider, his wig and phone clutched tightly in his hands as he took deep breaths.

Shayne told you to close your eyes as he pulled on the curly, bob wig from a character of his.

You had a hate/love relationship of Shayne's simp character, Sir Phillip Simpne, so he felt it was right for this occasion. He had his phone hidden behind an open book as he moved to stand beside you on the stool. He cleared his throat, offering you a smile as your opened your eyes.

You groaned, keeping your mouth shut as you shook your head, determined to hold it over Shayne that he couldn't make you laugh with this bit.

"I haven't a poem for you today, m'lady," Shayne begun, trying his best not to laugh as you stared at him blankly. "I offer you something better. I bring love notes that I have written about the fair maiden before me today."

Shayne's palms felt sweaty as he looked down at his phone, deciding to drop the accent as he read to you, the giggles from others were silent to him.

"l'm gonna start from the beginning, kind of," He smiled, nodding as he looked up at you, removing the wig. "I wrote 'I never planned to like you this much and never planned to think about you this often' right before we started dating."

Shayne couldn't look at you as he felt tears prickle at his eyes, his throat running dry as he knew he'd run out of time.

Nobody in the room was counting anymore. Once Shayne had gotten more serious, the air in the room shifted and everyone grew quiet.

You sat in the chair, head tilted in confusion when Shayne had dropped the character, the game leaving your mind all together as you tried to process what was happening.

"Uh, 'I wonder if we ever think about each other at the same time.'" He kept his eyes on his phone, a bit scared to meet your eyes. You stared at him in perplexion.

"Okay, on my birthday I wrote 'of all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you', then the next day wrote 'there's been a place for you in my heart since we first met.'" Shayne sniffled, looking to you with teary eyes, chuckling a bit.

You took in his appearance with your brows furrowed, his cheeks were bright red, his blue eyes glistening.

"So, yeah, those are some of my Simp Notes." Shayne spoke softly as he caught sight of you laughing, some water dribbling from your lips.

You stood from the stool, taking a few steps away as you swallowed, wiping your mouth. You were still clueless as to what exactly was happening, but the name had caught you off guard and made you laugh.

Shayne felt like time slowed down, everything was going too perfectly as he removed the box from his pocket, your back still to him as you laughed.

He found himself grateful for your unwillingness to laugh at him, you allowed him to tell you some of the things he hadn't been able to before.

The energy had come back to the room, everyone laughing as soon as you broke, the assumptions previously made now leaving everyone's mind until Shayne drops to one knee.

A few gasps are heard as you turn back toward Shayne. small shriek leaves you as your eyes widden quickly at the sight.

You two had talked about marriage before, and you both wanted to get married, but you didn't expect this. Nothing could've given this away for you.

"I wanna spend the rest of my life making you laugh." Shayne chuckled as you laughed a rolled your eyes as the purposely bad joke.

"Y/N, will you marry me?" Shayne's voice barely audible, the crew further back hadn't even heard him ask.

"Yes, Shayne!" You squeal, your boyf- no.

Your fiance is quick to grab you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he lifts you up. The two of you are a mess of tears, smiles, sniffles, kisses, and whispers as the room is filled with cheers.

You and Shayne are quickly enveloped with loads of your friends, the shock and excitement evident throughout the room.

After a few minutes, Kimmy hugs you and Shayne tightly, congratulating the two of you continuously, quickly gasping as she looks up.

"I can't believe you didn't tell anyone!" Kimmy sniffles, smacking Shayne's chest lightly as he laughed. You looked to him with wide eyes, quickly looking to Damien in confusion as he shook his head.

"Yeah, I've had the ring for... uh, some time now" Shayne laughed, blushing brightly as you at him in awe. "I wanted to surprise you, and| wanted to have a bunch of people we care about with us to celebrate, it just felt right."

Shayne couldn't hide his embarrassment as you wrapped him into another hug, the two of you embracing each other for a few moments, happy tears falling from and for the couple.

"Oh my god, we're still doing a video, holy shit." She laughs, wiping her own tears as she quickly moved out of frame, the rest of the crew following suit. The cast quickly surrounded you once more, each with bright smiles and tear stained cheeks.

You sit back on the stool, grinning as Shayne stands beside you, his arm draped over your shoulders.

"Pst." Damien called loudly from Shayne's other side. "You should give her the ring, Shayne." He whisper-yelled, causing a fit of giggles to ripple through everyone, both you and Shayne blushing deeply.

He fumbles a bit as he opens it again, pulling the delicate, ornate ring from the box before sliding it on to your finger.

You pressed your hand on to your lap, grinning as you stared at the accessory that fit you perfectly in every way.

"I could not imagine being a comedian and having to go on after this guy." Spencer called from out of frame, causing Shayne to cackle.

You guys were quick to wrap up your outro, Shayne still wrapped around you the whole time, placing a kiss to your forehead as they called for a wrap on the shoot.

This was the perfect he was looking for.

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jovenshires · 4 months

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THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS AU OFFICIAL SOUNDTRACK

THE BEST OF THE CHOSEN

the chosen is an alternative rock band, whose members are spencer agnew (lead singer / secondary guitarist), shayne topp (lead guitarist), damien haas (bassist / vocalist), and courtney miller (drummer / vocalist). known for their iconic guitar riffs and heavy bass lines, the band has been accused of relying heavily on their instrumentals to distract from their lead singer's vocal insecurity, to which they have not disagreed. hit songs include "short kings," "i was there man," and "nuclear rain." the band is inspired by the early 2000's alternative movement, specifically weezer, green day, and simple plan.

THE BEST OF FTC

ftc (short for full-time cast) is an indie trio known for their slow melodies and sad lyrics. their songs, typically written by their lead singer tommy bowe, are often explicitly queer, romantic, and yearning, though they also frequently feature themes of self-doubt and internal struggle. other members of the band are amanda lehan-canto (singer / guitarist) and kimmy jimenez (drummer / occasional background singer). with songs such as "creekside killer," "reading of the will," and "bones," ftc is inspired by artists such as boygenius, hozier, and mitski.

THE BEST OF KOLIVTION

kolivition is a hip-hop duo fronted by keith leak jr. (singer / rapper) and backed by olivia sui (pianist / dj / sound mixer). they incorporate r&b, funk, and rap into their music as well, with their soulful beats and psychedelic sounds. kolivition's songs typically revolve around romance in the modern world. the duo's hit songs include "life's a party," "give me all your money," and "bobby from the block." kolivition is inspired by childish gambino, frank ocean, and kendrick lamar.

THE BEST OF COVENTRY

coventry is a female-led punk band consisting of erin dougal (singer / guitarist), heidi ha (singer / drummer), and selina garcia (singer / bassist). they typically theme their songs around female empowerment and relationships - romantic, platonic, or otherwise. their hit songs include "sluts," "sunflower," and "wish i could (say the same)." they are inspired by paramore, no doubt, and veruca salt.

THE BEST OF LET'S DO THIS

let's do this, though a relatively new band, is an enthusiastic underdog pop trio. its members, chanse mccrary (lead singer / guitarist), angela giarratana (bassist / vocalist), and arasha lalani (drummer / vocalist), are clearly tuned into the pop scene and thus make current, upbeat, snappy music that is practically made for the radio, even if it's yet to take off. their songs rely heavily on romance, and are often either explicitly queer or gender-neutral. their top tracks are "i lied," "lost the room," and "coroner." ldt is based off of artists such as conan gray, maisie peters, and troye sivan.

THE BEST OF SMOSH

smosh is a moden reinvention of an early 2000's pop-punk / alternative duo. back after a 6-year hiatus and preparing to win a competition they've already lost, ian hecox (singer / bassist), anthony padilla (singer), and their rotating backup band are re-entering both battle of the bands and mainstream. their music centers around personal identity and how that identity affects one's relationships. though they are re-inventing their sound, smosh was and is still known for their heavy instrumentals and all-star vocals. hit songs include "shut up," "the sun," and "destiny," and the band was based off of twenty one pilots, fall out boy, and panic! at the disco.

THE BEST OF JACKIE UWEH

jackie uweh - also known as the most talented voice of our generation - is an r&b / soul singer who sells out football stadiums with her powerhouse vocals. her songs often feature themes of feminism, romantic relationships, and a continuous journey of self-discovery. this is her first year judging battle of the bands, and, according to her, hopefully not her last. jackie's hit songs include "buggin'," "over easy," and "been with." she is inspired by beyonce, rhianna, and lizzo.

THE BEST OF MYTHICAL

mythical, which consists of rhett mclaughlin (singer / guitarist) and link neal (singer / guitarist) and their fantastic backing band, is a country band notable for having won battle of the bands ten years ago. since then, they have created their own empire, complete with a record label and several signed artist - previously including ian hecox of smosh fame. though they are a country band, mythical is also known to incorporate alternative genres into their music, especially their most recent album, which has been by far their most controversial in terms of sound. their musical themes vary, sometimes instead focusing on story-telling rather than relatability, but typically they utilize love (romantic, platonic, and familial), religion, and self-expression and exploration. their songs include "will it?," "buddy system," and "let's talk about that." they are inspired by james and the shame, noah kahan, and the lumineers.

THE BEST OF TREVOR

trevor (that's it, just trevor) is a soundcloud-based rapper who's honestly just happy to be here. an up-and-coming (read: thus unsuccessful) artist, trevor is a part-time musician and a part-time sound designer and editor. after working on mythical's latest album, he was invited to emcee the battle of the bands and is ecstatic at the chance to promote himself. trevor focuses on the self-described subgenre "meme rap," which views modern life through a comical gen z lens. his songs include "another banger," "silly guy," and "o7," and he is based on yung gravy, yungblud, and danny gonzalez.

#smosh #smosh au #fic #rpf #playlist #edit #mine*#aued*#botbau #oh my god...... whew this took me OUT #writing up all the descriptions my detested. anyway hope you all enjoy! for any of you who picked up on the january 25th clues here's this!#idk when this series will be back?? just bc. that would mean either me having to write it or me figuring out what content to make next #but! botbau is out there for us all now <3 #or at least whats been sitting in my drafts anyway

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moviemandy · 2 months

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Not Strong Enough

Summary: How could anyone win a fight of will, when their opponent was Angela? Amanda sure as hell couldn’t, and she didn’t want to. Amanda enjoyed allowing herself to be enveloped in the solace of Angela, and reveled in the way her touches would burn her skin so beautifully. She wanted to be cared for and doted on, and Angela would never turn a blind eye to a friend in need, especially if that person is Amanda.

#finally finished my first fic of these two!!#the brain rot was too strong #never done a mood board before but this is the general vibe I felt writing it #smosh #amangela #amanda lehan canto #angela giarratana #smoshblr #smosh fic #my fics #also yes the title is from a boygenius song #I had the opportunity and so I took advantage of it #smosh fanfic

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shaynetopps · 2 months

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shayne & damien | angel dust (read on ao3/ playlist)

Damien is in love with Shayne. He also kind of hates him.

#shaymien #smosh fic #mine*#edit*#rpf #angel dust*#this is like my first real angsty fic so i hope y'all like it!!#i like to torture the boys a bit before they can kiss #if you like it PLEASE leave comments or asks #i wanna talk about my boys KFKJDFKJFG

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feral-teeth · 2 months

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A sound is still a sound around no one

(I’ve been waiting for you to love me)

by Arrow Valentine feral_tooth on archiveofourown.org

Explicit - minors DNI!

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Rating: Explicit No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Other Fandom: Smosh Relationship: Damien Haas x Reader

Summary: You're in bed, trying to enjoy yourself. A man appears in front of you. Not just in front of you, but between your legs, fingers pumping in and out of you, just as you were imagining him to do to you only moments before. Not just any man, but the man of your dreams appears when you’re masturbating. but you know exactly what you want to do, because you’ve dreamed of this before so many times with the man whose fingers were now inside of you. So you move your hips, your head falling back. And you let it happen.

Tags: Smut, Dirty Thoughts, Masturbation, Masturbation Interruptus, Choking, Light Bondage, Oral Sex, RPF, Penis In Vagina Sex, Creampie, Come Eating, Come Swallowing, Come Marking, Come Shot, Come Sharing, Come play, Come as Lube, Explicit Sexual Content, Succubi & Incubi, Alternate Universe - Succubi & Incubi, Breathing Play

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Imagining him between your legs, licking, fingering passionately and moving fast, rubbing and slickly moving across your clit, rubbing his cheek against it and sighing in bliss.

It’s like he revealed himself as a mirage whenever you played with yourself, dyed silver hair attached to a scruff black beard in a crisp, white button-up shirt and striking black tie, appearing between your legs or behind you when you were bent over a counter, fingers reaching down to touch your slick folds as he quickly moved from different positions in your mind, from bent over licking your clit to fingering you, hips bucking against the air then your hips, then his hips slamming against your ass, his cock filling your pussy with so much cum it dripped onto the floor.

Fuck.

You couldn’t get him out of your head, especially when you were in bed.

You couldn’t get the image of him out of your head.

Until it became real.

but for now, he was just an image in your bed, inside you, flipping positions whenever you got bored of the current one and he switched as fast as a camera shutter to the next position in your mind.

It was normal until the fingers you felt were real.

Like some sort of mirage, the man that was only ever in your dreams was right in front of you, fingers pumping in and out of you just like you were imagining him to do moments before.

You should have been scared, should’ve been shocked and pulled away and told him to stop.

But you didn’t.

You pushed down and closed yourself over his fingers, your pussy twitching and tightening around them. Hands flying back to grab on the pillows behind you, already close with the work you were doing to yourself just moments before.

You didn’t want him to stop because if this was real, your biggest dream was happening right in front of you and you were so close, oh fuck you were close so you let the stranger finger and lick your cunt until you came on his tongue.

You grab his hair, softer than you could have ever imagined.

Pushing the hair aside to look at his dark roots that were growing out as you rode out your orgasm, a thin line between the lightness of the bleached hair and the virgin brown hair that peeked out underneath. Holding onto these small little details, something to look back on to go back to the memory, this moment. This passion and bliss.

Tightening your grip, you are so so close again and as your hips bucked and moved against his tongue.

It was like he was born to fuck you.

And to do this.

Just. For. You.

“Fuck! Damien, yes right there!” You scream, closer and closer to the edge.

His voice was gravely when you were finally done, breathing hard and gasping for breath.

and when he finally spoke it was one curt sentence.

His voice deeper than you expected.

“I’m not done yet.”

Damien unbuckled his pants, opening his shirt to show off the hair on his chest.

You touch it and he lets you.

He lined himself up with your entrance and looked at you, slowly rubbing your clit in circles with the tip of his dick. You watch him through hooded eyes, waiting.

He enters you slowly, watching you the whole time.

He tentatively pumps into you, grabbing your waist and pulling your ass to be closer to you.

He then reached up to hold your legs by your feet up in the air.

You grab the tie around his neck, pulling it tight. He moans, enjoying the new tightness around his neck.

Grunting and breathless, he fucks you, his thumb rubbing circles around your clit, just the way you liked it, as his other hand rubbed up and down the bottom of your legs, scratching your thighs with his fingernails, leaving red marks as he grips and grabs at whatever he could hold.

His head leans back, revealing the red and purple veins on his neck, the colour popping out against his pale skin and the bulge of his Adam’s Apple, that you reach up and stroke and prod at with the hand not holding the tie, pulling his skin taught with you fingers. You observe the pinkness of his neck, the tie making it grow a deeper red that lined his neck, rubbing your fingers over the lines.

He was too in it to care, growling and snapping at your touch.

You put your hands around his neck lightly and watch him in awe as he was getting closer to his climax.

You are too distracted by the beautiful man in front of you, and he was too busy in the throes of bliss and was so, so close to climax to say anything to you.

Your hand moves to the side of his cheek, feeling the bristles of his beard.

You wipe your thumb over his mouth, feeling the wet that was just between your legs, feeling the cum that was from you. It was on him, something that marked him as yours, even if it was just for today. Even when he would go to wipe it off, the memory of your wetness on his lips and tongue will always be embedded in his memory, on his tongue, on his lips, on his face, wetting that memory with love.

He came inside you , filling you up with everything that he had.

After a moment of groaning, his face scrunched up in his bliss, He pulled out, pumping his cock with his hand and you stuck your tongue out, tasting his cum on your tongue.

You will never forget the taste.

He lay forward, breathing heavily into your pussy and licked a stripe from the bottom of it to the top, tasting himself on you.

He places a finger inside you, making you flinch with the touch and gathers up his cum, brings it to your mouth, sticking his two fingers into your mouth, slowly pumping it in and out and in and out, making you taste him, the mix of both of your juices.

He grins at you, satisfied. He was finally satisfied with your thoughts that nagged him. He finally got to do what he always wanted to do, what you had always dreamed of.

And as fast as he had come, just like that he was gone.

His orgasming face, his black tie contrasting against his white shirt, against his pale pink and red marked skin. his sexy hair and face and the way he would grunt and moan still echoing in your mind, locked somewhere in the back of your memory. Locked away for safe keeping for when you would touch yourself again. Only thinking about him and his cum and him filling you to the brim that you almost couldn’t stand it, and that night. Oh *god* that night.

You finger yourself, rubbing the cum into your folds, trying to hold onto that moment more. You bring the cum up to your lips, sucking on your fingers and rubbing them into your mouth, thinking of him.

Rubbing it against your lips to maybe, just maybe taste him again.

And you would never feel him in you again, you would never get to taste him on your lips again. Just the memory of that night and the man of your dreams that entered your reality and then left just as quickly.

It was real, not your imagination, or a dream. Because it was just too real, and the cum that he left inside you mixed with yours that was now on a vial on your bedside table as a reminder of the best sex you ever had and will ever have.

And you would still feel him between your legs every night, but you knew nothing would top what you felt that night.

And you would have sex with others, trying to fill the hole that him not being there beside you in bed , between your legs, left in you.

But none of them ever did.

The cum that filled you that night was the only cum that could fill you so deeply, that changed you for good.

A flash of silver would appear between your legs every night and you would think of how well he filled you, so perfectly lining up to the inside of your pussy.

But it would never be the same like that one night, with no one else.

It was only him.

It would always be him.

He was the only one that would ever satisfy you to your fullest.

And you knew that.

#damien haas #damien haas x reader #smoshblr #smosh smut #damien haas smut #smosh #feral-teeth fics #feral-teeth fic #feral teeth fics #feral teeth fic #damien haas fic #smosh fic #smosh fanfiction #my fics #i hope those who haven’t read this eats this up like i do every time i read it #eat up damien babies #eat up 😈

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blondeforyou · 3 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Smosh Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Spencer Agnew/Courtney Miller Characters: Spencer Agnew, Courtney Miller, Various Character(s) Additional Tags: Episode Related, Guess Who Kissed Me Challenge, Kissing, First Kiss, Pining, Miscommunication Summary:

“Can I guess who kissed me?”

Spencer hopes the fuck not.

#Yes it's the fic based on the can I guess who kissed me video that will never be #I'm normal #my writing #smosh fanfiction #smosh rpf #spourtney #spentney

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shesmore-shoebill · 1 month

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happy friday, i got a burst of motivation and sped-wrote a small, fluffy amangela scene about the "seals in another life" comment from the games livestream and Amanda's "... yeah. Yeah." after the comment. So!

Written pretty quick in one go, so, yknow. Adjust expectations accordingly.

As always: RPF with F as in fiction. Not at all meant to speculate on the real people who I don't know.

Platonic, short, fluffy.

----- start

Amanda is the one to bring it up the next day, lounging on the couch in the break room, checking her emails. Angela is squished up against her shoulder, idly scrolling through TikToks, when Amanda clears her throat. "So."

Angela pauses her scrolling, adjusting her position so she can look up at Amanda's face from where she's wedged against her side. There's a hint of amusement in Amanda's tone, that could either be very good or very bad.

"You and me as seals, in a different life, huh?" Amanda looks over her shoulder at Angela, grinning. Angela, mid adjustment, rolls her eyes, flopping back down to prop her head up on Amanda's shoulder. "Shut the fuck up." She groans. "You know what I meant. It's like. You and me. In the sun on some rocks or snow. Lying around. Barking at each other while rolling around. Swimming together."

Amanda hums quietly. "Yeah." She says thoughtfully. "Hell yeah. We could share fish, or like. Go murder penguins together."

"...Okay, morbid."

"What? They do that. I saw it in a documentary."

"On People.com?"

"Okay, well, obviously PEOPLE dot com is not going to have documentaries about SEALS, ya silly goose." Amanda drops her voice into a funny accent for the last few words, and Angela giggles, despite herself. The room quiets for a bit, as Angela resumes scrolling on her phone.

"I think it'd be nice." Amanda breaks the silence again, and Angela adjusts her position again so she can look at Amanda's face. Amanda looks thoughtful, but when her gaze catches Angela's, its full of affection. "You're so right. You and me. Seals in a different life. Hanging out."

Angela beams up at her, warmth blooming in her chest. "Thank you. Exactly. ....even if you think I'd be a walrus."

"You'd have a moustache! It would be perfect!"

"You're the one that LOVES moustaches."

"You like them too! Don't lie to me."

"Okay then that means we would BOTH be walruses."

"Wait I want to be a hot seal though."

This gets a full laugh out of Angela. "You want to be a HOT seal?”

“Well, I don’t want to be an UGLY seal.”

"Oh yeah, can't have our alternate universe seal selves be ugly, can you imagine."

"Yeah, our seal selves need to be HOT. All the other seals should be tripping over themselves to catch our eye at the seal bar." Amanda slips further and further into a goofy voice as she speaks, Angela now giggling uncontrollably.

"Then we can go on dates with them, have a terrible time, and debrief with each other after like "UGH, can you BELIEVE how disappointing that was?" and we can watch Seal Dateline and paint each others nails." Amanda pauses. "...Flippers."

“Good to know you have us visualized as teen girl seals.”

“You were thinking of us like old man seals, weren’t you. Floating around in the water. Complaining about our wives. Eating fish.”

“And hanging out in the sun. Swimming. And just barking away with each other.”

“...”

��Sounds good, right?”

“...Okay, fine, we can both be walruses.”

“THANK you. That's fine.” Angela drops her attention back to her phone, relaxing back into Amanda’s side and propping her head back on her shoulder. “Told you. We were seals together in another life.”

Amanda laughs, dropping her head to the side to rest on top of Angela’s. “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” There’s a warm smile in her voice, as she picks back up her phone as well, humming once before admitting.

“Sounds pretty nice.”

"....I'd be the hotter walrus, though."

"Okay, LISTEN-"

------- end!

#amanda lehan canto #angela giarratana #amangela #smosh rpf #cheers! i need to leave my house now lmao #its just such a cute comment idk #might port this to ao3 later we'll see #smosh fic #my fic

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lilac-hecox · 3 days

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Title: All's Well That Ends Well (To End Up With You)

Pairing: Ian/Anthony - ianthony, Side pairing of Shayne/Courtney

Rating: Spicy

Summary:

“It’s beautiful, right?” Ian hears Anthony ask, his voice drawing Ian from his own thoughts.

Ian looks up and sees Anthony standing there, a long sleek line in his dress shirt and pants, his tattooed hand curled around a flute of champagne that matches Ian’s own.

Ian nods in agreement and sips from his own flute before he answers Anthony.

“Yeah, it is, and kinda crazy.”

The two of them are on the sidelines of the party as they watch Courtney and Shayne fuck around by the pool with Chanse, and Arasha, and Spencer. The group crouched near the water while Angela filmed the whole lot of them, cackling and filling the air with joyous laughter.

“I think this must be what parents feel like when their kids get married,” Anthony says as he watches the other cast members laugh and celebrate.

“Anthony, we aren’t that much older than the rest of them,” Ian scoffs.

Notes: This was written as a commission from @shaynesunderstudy who wanted Ian and Anthony confessing to one another at Shayne and Courtney's wedding reception party and hooking up.

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yourinterestisnotcringe · 3 months

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"Codependents lack enough emotional stability and willpower to overcome the soul-crushing feeling of being lonely, the fear of being left behind. And it just so happens that some of them become serial killers together: them vs. the world."

[Serial Killers I. Hecox & A. Padilla AU]

scenario 0: the foundation, ca. '05

[other au moodboards]

(x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. inspired by my talks with @smoshidiot x)

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hoohoobeanie · 4 months

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pretty like the sun - a spommy college au

as a little birthday gift to the rest of you, here's a sneak peak into the plts universe!! (the fic will be dropping later, probably february due to exam season) but here's an edit with the song that inspired some of it!!

spencer agnew is a struggling college student, pushing to make his way through his junior year of his film program. when he gets an assignment worth a big part of his final grade, he looks to tommy bowe, star theatre student, for help.

#more content to come!!#pls send asks with questions if you want to know more abt this before its finished #plts #kits bday #pretty like the sun #spommy #rpf #spencer agnew #tommy bowe #spencer #tommy #smosh #edit #my edit #my writing #fic

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zilaphone · 4 months

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Smosh fic writers + readers I have a question: when you write/read characters like the Chosen, Augustus, Brianna, JDB etc- do you picture their exact cast member as you write them? a younger them (a good chunk of fics have them in high school)? cartoons? I'm genuinely so curious

#this sparked bc so many writers mention that they're writing about the character not the cast member #so i wonder if that distinction carries over to how you see them too #me personally it's like I'm watching a nickelodeon sitcom with all the traditional actor blocking for the camera's sake #notably i don't see them as their 30 y/o actors somehow my brain has hazily deaged them to about so random age but like. edgy ofc #smosh #shayne topp #the chosen #damien haas #ausgustus st cloud #courtney miller #Brianna Boho #spencer agnew #john d. bad #john down bad #smosh fic #smosh fanfiction

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sassylegshayne · 1 year

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marry me, idiot. chapter two

SURPRISE UPDATE!! I wasn't planning on posting chapter two yet but I'm just so excited that you guys are enjoying this piece so much!! I'm honestly having so much fun writing it!! chapter two is 3.5K words! lmk what y'all think!! xx mwah

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"what's your ring size"

The text from Erin, the executive assistant, lit up your screen just past midnight.

You quickly responded, noting that it may have been a bit urgent if she texted you about it. You made sure to question her, your curiosity got the best of you.

"I have to buy you a ring before tomorrow Imfao, need a ring for the shoot"

The what? Spencer had failed to mention exactly what changed in his schedule, prompting you to quickly check your own.

"Spencer," You chastised him as you shut off the television, the episode of Friends almost over, causing a groan in frustration from him. "You didn't tell me we have a fucking shoot tomorrow!"

You huffed, your brows furrowed. Spencer couldn't hide the turn of his lips, his smile cracking through.

"Calm down, honey, it'll be fine." He put emphasis on the pet name, his voice just a bit lower than normal. Your eyes widened, surprised at every part of it, even more so as he placed a hand on your bare thigh.

"You okay?" He quipped, reaching across your lap for the remote, turning the show back on. Spencer gave your thigh a soft squeeze, enjoying this intimacy with you and the confusion that was written on your face.

"Did you lose your mind, Spence?" You felt like omething was short circuiting or misfiring in your mind because this isn't your Spencer. Your Spencer is nervous, fumbles with his words, making the most out of pocket comments in any situation, he doesn't do wel| with physical affection.

This Spencer was touching you, on purpose. He seemed so calm, do relaxed that it was managing to put you on edge.

"What? What're you talking about, dude?" Spence furrowed his brow, shaking his head lightly. "You're gonna be my wife in like a year, we can't start fighting the day we get engaged, it's a terrible look."

"The shoot tomorrow is gonna be chill, I was texting lan about it. Everyone at work is gonna know that it's fake so we'll be okay. He said that we're gonna stick to poses he seemed 'subtly romantic, whatever the fuck that's supposed to mean." Spencer was nonchalant, waving his hands around a bit as he spoke.

You nodded slowly, brows furrowed.

"Okay, yeah, that's fine. But what does that mean? Are they gonna make us be all cute and cuddly?" You sighed, nerves evident.

"Aren't we already?"

You would find out the following morning after the two of you arrived early to the building, clocks just shy of 7AM.

You rubbed your eyes, yawning as you entered wardrobe together, quickly being pulled in opposite directions to get ready. Spencer found his mind wandering to you as he went through the motions, curious about how it looked for you, what your time was entailing. You two finally met again at the front of the office, where you're greeted with a small group. Kiana, Spencer, and Brennan chatting as they awaited you.

You couldn't help but take in the simple outfit Spencer wore, it suited him well. He had a short sleeve, olive green button-up on, paired with dark khakis. It fit him so well that you knew Ki had picked it.

Spencer was glad to be ushered out of the building, finding himself speechless as soon as his eyes landed on you. You had on a tea length, light green dress. It had soft layers, accenting everything about you so beautifully; swaying with you as you walk.

Kianna had been saving the dress to gift to you, but as soon as she read the email, disregarding whether or not it was a joke, her heart called for it. She had the vision in her mind in an instant.

She's always known about the feelings you and Spencer had for each other, but couldn't bring herself to spill your guys' secrets. So she adapted early on, deciding to constantly poke at the two of you, dubbing you two work spouses.

Somewhere in the years since it started, as your feelings grew for each other, and Kiana heard everything from both of you, all she wanted was for the two of you to get together. She was so beyond excited with the stupid situation you'd put yourselves in.

Brennan drove the three of you out, both Spencer and you surprised to find that this was going to be a location shoot.

Kiana explained the ideas to you, talking about the field she had found that she thought was adorable. She went over some of the photo ideas, showing the two of you some references. She grinned as she spoke, evidently excited.

"Kiana, please take a deep breath, you're making me anxious." You laughed a bit, brows furrowed as she rolled her eyes. "I'm just excited, it's gonna be so cute and I'm excited to see y'all all cuddled up together."

She cackled a bit, turning around to grin at the two of you as Brennan tried to stifle his laughter.

With all the effort Kiana had already put into this, you could only imagine the delight she's taking in this.

Once you arrived, you stretched, yawning as Spencer approached you, tangling his fingers with yours, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. You smiled brightly up at him, turning after a camera shutter sounds off. You find Kiana behind the lens.

On instinct you raise your free middle finger at her, used to this treatment already. Spencer copied you, his mind on the exact same page as yours.

Another shutter as Brennan and her laugh, Kiana giving a thumbs up as you and a Spencer hold in laughter.

"You guys nailed it, that's the perfect vibe for the shoot. Go get lost in the field while we set shit up." She waves you off, popping the trunk of Brennan's car.

Spencer hums the theme for Animal Crossing as you wander, laughing softly.

"This is chill, right? Like, Ki didn't pick out terrible stuff for us to do like, pose wise." Spencer shrugged as the two of you came to a stop. You stood, squinting as you faced him, the sun shining brightly now.

"I'm cool with everything, but can we agree to say something if we're not cool with it?" You held up your hand, your pinky finger extended to him.

Spencer scoffed, linking his finger with yours and shaking.

"Hell yeah, dude," He laughed as he kept shaking your intertwined hands. "Consent is key."

You doubled over in laughter, clutching your stomach as you shook your head. Spence rested his hand on your shoulder after a few moments, trying to calm you down.

"You really are The Chosen, Shayne was so spot on." Spencer rolled his eyes, pulling you into a hug. You rested your head on his chest, your arms wrapped around his waist.

You smiled as you finally caught sight of Kiana and Brennan positioned in front of you two. They were far enough away to be out of earshot, done purposefully by Kiana's call, but close enough for Brennan to work his magic.

Everyone of you had a very busy day ahead, so this would be a quiet time for each of you to enjoy.

You lifted your head, pulling Spencer's attention as he followed your gaze, laughing softly.

"You think they've been there a while, babe?" He asked, his tone shifting in the same way it did yesterday. He pressed a kiss to your forehead, squeezing you softly as you smiled at the camera.

You shifted a bit, chewing your lip as you tried to pretend that his tone and names didn't have an effect on you.

"They definitely have, I think Ki's gonna cry soon." You stated, turning to smile at Spencer, your heart melting as your eyes met. You played the moment up as he chuckled, knowing you were right, you cupped his cheek softly. Spencer followed your lead, resting one hand on your waist as his other rested atop your hand on his face.

"Oh shit," Spencer jumped a bit, Kiana's gasp heard as loud as could be as you two separate. He dug in his pocket for a second before grinning. "You need this."

He held his hand out, presenting your ring to you. It had completely slipped your mind, the conversation with Erin felt like it happened days ago.

It was a simple ring, but it was perfect. The silver band held a single faux diamond.

"Erin said it's stainless steel and cubic zirconia, you can wear it as much or as little as you want to, I think." Spencer spoke as you laughed, holding up your right hand, giving him the chance to slip on the ring for the first time.

The both of you could feel an intimacy in this moment, a shift in the air.

"Wrong hand!! Wrong hand, no!" Screams pulled your attention from the moment as Ki and Brennan frantically yell at you two, waving their hands around wildly. You two laugh as you lift up your left hand now. The tension you both felt in the moment had dissipated quickly, Spencer making no show of putting it on now.

You fiddle with it for a second before flicking your ring finger to the pair that had interrupted your bubble. Spencer laughs as the camera shutters again.

You liked to imagine that everytime your heart fluttered was when Brennan shot, because you hadn't noticed the sound again until now, so lost in your time with your best friend. He breaks you from your thoughts as Spencer grabs your waist, bracing your back with his other arm as he spins you away from the camera. He dips you as your mixed laughters fill the air around you once again.

The two of you spend a bit longer together, Kiana yelling instructions for how to pose before calling you in closer. The closer shots were very full of natural smiles and laughter, as your small group continued to crack each other up.

You soon wrapped, finally checking your phone, finding it just past ten in the morning. Your stomach growled as you all piled into the car again, agreeing to hit a drive thru.

"I'm honestly really upset with the two of you." Brennan spoke solemnly as Spencer and you slummed into the backseat, out of his eyesight in the rearview.

"I'm gonna be editing all day because there were too many good shots. I'm gonna have to stare at you two all day long."

You arrived back to the office, Erin's schedule, the one she rushed to add to your calendars this morning as you both changed, directed you towards the Pit stage.

Kiana was quick to push you two back to wardrobe, claiming that you couldn't wear your same outfits, it would out everything.

You slipped your jeans back on, and opted for a black pizza place shirt you kept at your desk. You greeted Spencer back at the stage, finding him in the same pants, now with his navy blue shirt from this morning.

Two identical yellow stools sat centerstage, a table placed in front of it. The lighting seemed more dim than usual, and maybe a more warm toned, too.

Eventually the pair of you were situated at the table, being told over and over again to scoot closer as they check the framing for the cameras.

"Okay!" Kiana clapped loudly as Spencer adjusted himself on the stool, looking to you with furrowed brows. You two were used to being close and touching, but it felt weird on camera.

You both decided to keep the physical affection to a bare minimum on screen, not wanting the internet to run too far with their ideas. It didn't mean the two of you were great at remembering that, but for the most part, this was the closest you two had been durning filming.

The weight setting in as you realize this would also be the first video with just you two, and it was a big joke.

You giggled a bit, earning a glare from Ki that silences you quickly.

"We're gonna do our announcement video. wanted to wait until you guys were more comfortable with faking a relationship, but we need this in case it leaks or anyone posts anything about it." She grinned, nodding. The both of you nodded along, Spencer rubbing his palms on his pants nervously.

He felt like he wanted to scream at the top of his lungs until his voice gave out. There wasn't a project Smosh had presented to a Spence that scared him, but he was a bundle of nervousness and terror right now. He was so scared by how natural all of this came to the both of you, granted, it had only been the one photoshoot. Still, the ring on your finger that you continued to fidget with weighed so heavily on his heart; he wanted so badly for it to be real.

"Spence? You good?" You ask, smiling softly as you glance at him, taking his right hand in your left, squeezing it gently. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he felt the cold metal of the ring press into his skin.

"Yeah, let's do this shit." He nodded, squinting his eyes as he smouldered at the camera, causing you to chuckle.

"Okay, let's do an intro, just introduce yourself and your roles, then you guys can take any explaining you'd like to do from there." Kiana grinned, giving you guys two thumbs up as she stood offstage.

You tooka deep breath, giving Spencera small hug before settling back in place, smiling brightly.

"Hey guys," You grin, waving at the camera.

"The editors are taking over the channel, Shayne and Courtney are no more." Spencer grinned, laughing softly. You rolled your eyes at him as Shayne's laugh is heard off camera.

"If you don't know who we are by now, this is Spencer." you gesture to the man beside you as he waves at the camera. "He's an editor here, and my best friend."

"Thank you, thank you. My college here with me today is Y/N." He began, grinning softly as he watched you pose, resting your head on your hands. "She's also an editor here, she's my best friend, and she's my fiance.'

He swiveled back to the camera, grinning brightly as you squealed, holding your left hand out proudly to the fans. A bright blush was apparent across your cheeks and Spencer's.

"So yeah, that's what this whole video is about today, which is probably a big shock to you guys, so we'd like to explain a little bit." You smiled brightly, grabbing Spencer's hand from his thigh to intertwine your fingers.

"Ki, how long have we been together? Cut this part, also, just, yanno.." Spencer trailed, waving his other hand around as he squinted, looking for Kiana.

"I'd say no less than two or three years." She shrugged, a few people mumbling in agreement.

"Four?" You shrugged, as Spencer mirrored your movement squeezing your hand.

"Cool, all good now, carry on." He laughed, as you shook your head, smiling at him as he began to get back on track.

"We've actually been dating for a little over four years now" He chuckled, chewing his lip glanced over at you. "We kinda just kept it to ourselves for a while, unintentionally. Like, we already posted about each other and cuddled and did super couple-ly shit, so the title change wasn't a big deal."

You couldn't stop yourself from staring at Spencer as he spoke, sounding so sincere and genuine that it tugged at your heart strings.

"We did also talk about keeping it from you guys, which wasn't easy, but we liked having the privacy of our relationship; it was fun to think that no one but us knew about us." You turned a bit, bumping your knees with his as Spencer stared down at his lap, grinning. This felt unreal. He couldn't believe this was something you two were in for together.

"We didn't intentionally keep it from everyone at Smosh, though!" You were quick to defend yourselves, eyes wide.

"That was an accident, but they found out when we moved in together, like, two years ago, so it's all cool now!" You grinned, winking at you gave the camera a thumbs up, Spence unable to contain his laughter beside you.

"It was just because we weren't quite prepared for how everyone on the internet would react, more so me than Spencer." You chuckled as he raised his brows, shrugging.

"Now I'm excited as fuck!" You grinned, bouncing in your seat a bit as Spencer laughed again.

He huffed, rolling his eyes as he pouted.

"C'mon, we're gonna have to edit that." He spoke low, causing you to fall into a fit of laughter, which spurred Spencer into a fit of his own. You two continued laughing for a bit, wiping tears when you calmed down, mindlessly creating more work for yourselves, again.

"We figured since we were gonna tell you guys about it, or since the internet figures everything out, why not make it more interesting? Plenty of people around Smosh have gotten married, sure." He scoffed, waving his hand as he spoke, feigning seriousness. You couldn't contain your giggles as Spencer spoke, nodding along with everything he said.

"Not once in those weddings were both of the parties Smosh employees, let alone two that were shipped online already!" He exclaimed, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, tugging you into his side for a warm hug.

You wrapped your arms around his waist as you grinned at the camera, resting your head on his shoulder.

"What all of that means is that this wedding is a pretty big deal for everyone here at Smosh. Especially with so many of our close friends being our coworkers." You spoke, gesturing to the people behind the cameras. A small cheer rang out from a few people in the crew, causing the both of you to smile.

"Soon, we will be uploading wedding themed Smosh videos!" You squealed, jumping a bit as you squeezed Spencer before you sat back onto your stool.

"We're not gonna do like, wedding videos, but themed ones, kinda like how the Smosh Games series worked. That means you're gonna get to see our usual content, just with a wedding twist. We have a Wedding Party Try Not to Laugh planned, right, Ki?" Spencer grinned, feeling the excitement bubbling in his chest the more he spoke.

Kiana called out an excited 'yes', her thumbs up again as some cheers erupted from the crew. Spoiling an upcoming video was not a concern for her at the moment as she watched her two best friends fall more in love with each other.

Ki was thankful that the lights were still bright enough to keep her from your sights as she stood, teary-eyed, her hands clutched at her chest.

"I think we have some video games, maybe a couple of our other original series too!" You grinned, nodding as you looked to Spencer, finding him already looking at you.

You two were pulled away as Kiana called for an outro. You were quick to start the end card part, glad to have an excuse to stop yourself from staring into Spencer's blue eyes.

The two of you quickly took off your mics before heading in opposite directions for lunch. You brought up the idea this morning on your way in together.

You were worried that Spencer would get tired of seeing you so much, especially with everything happening this quickly.

He was quick to insist that your assumption was false, claiming he'd spend forever with you, winking. Spencer was allowed to make these jokes now, you two were literally, well, more technically engaged. Still counts.

It was almost ironic when you enter your office to find Spencer eating at his desk.

You had initially headed in the opposite direction to find Patrick, needing to talk to him about a scene in a new skit.

You couldn't seem to figure out how exactly he wanted to timeline to run in the video, so it was fairly important.

After no luck with your search for the writer, you headed back towards your office, settling on ordering delivery.

You sat in your chair beside him, laughing softly.

"I thought you didn't wanna spend time with me on your lunch break." He chuckled as he wiped his mouth, setting down a container in front of you.

Spencer knew you well enough to order your food for you, expecting to find you seated beside him eventually. You like to make lunch plans with others early, you didn't often eat by yourself. You'd turn up at your desk after not making plans. He cared about you so much, fuck.

You couldn't help the blush the appeared on your cheeks every single time that Spencer did this, no matter how often it was.

He'd come in after you most mornings, greeting you with a kiss on the forehead as he places a coffee on your desk before sitting at his own. He'd check the time before you did, mindlessly ordering lunch for the two of you as you got lost in your work. You had a habit of accidentally working your way through your break, unless Spencer set a box in front of you, unaccepting of any money you tried to give him.

It was the little things that made you fall in love with you best friend. Love wasn't a word you used to describe your feelings to Kiana, scared you'd have to watch her explode, but you knew you were in love with Spencer.

You love him, romantically, and he loves you, platonically. That's fine.

"Spencer, I love spending time with you," You huffed, pouting softly as you popped open the box, finding your go-to order inside.

You hold your left hand up between the two of you. "I'm literally, technically about to spend forever with you, dude."

He laughed, flicking you off as he placed his headphones on, choosing to squeeze in some editing on his lunch break in-between your shoots.

In reality, Spencer didn't think he could spend his break talking to you like everything was normal. He still wanted to scream, maybe until he passed out now.

You scrolled on your phone, occasionally nudging the man beside you to show him something, Spencer huffing a breath of air out of his nose each time.

When you stood, Spencer was quick to pull off his headphones, rubbing his eyes a bit.

"Call time, big boy." You chuckled, reaching your hand down to rub his shoulder softly before you made your way towards the Pit set, again.

Spencer followed behind you, brows furrowed when his eyes landed on a certain someone standing on the stage. He subconsciously knew you had stopped to stare in confusion too.

#ahhhHHHHHHHHH #oh my god I love this fic #tell me who yiu guys think it is please omg thatd be so fun #please do it yall #im begging ngl #smosh #mine #smosh au #spencer agnew imagine #spencer agnew x reader #spencer #spencer agnew smut #spencer agnew #mmi #mmi tag #kiana parker

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