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cloverrwritess · 2 days ago

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sweatshirt thief (spencer agnew x reader)

summary as the office thief, you finally find your passion—stealing people’s sweatshirts. it turns into an iconic bit that cameos in many video, but some cast members are surprisingly waiting for their turn..

warning swearing

gif cred belongs to @menchie

you were notoriously known as the office thief. it was a bit you had unintentionally started after some games gone chaotic in which you had been known, or more likely accused, to steal cards or other game related objects to either derail the game or benefit your competitive nature.

if anyone asked (and the fans started to), you would say it was angela’s fault, truly. she was the one who had yelled, after stealing penalty cards and slipping them into her spread during moose master, that soon you’d be stealing from desks. and so you decided it was only fair. the next day, angela was in a near panic trying to find her lucky frog—a small plush you had gotten her. and when she came to you, nearly in tears, to say she had somehow lost your sweet gift, you were holding him in your lap. from there, the thief rumors really started.

from pens to coffee cups to the shoe off of amanda’s foot, you were sneaky with your takes, but most everyone knew it was you after some months of shenanigans. even the fans, once amanda and shayne had you star on smosh mouth after the infamous shoe incident. but it wasn’t until about a month ago when you found your favorite thing to steal, and the fans loved it even more than you did—sweatshirts.

it started when you “arrived late” to a werewolf shoot. courtney had already given the intro and they had bantered a bit about the game before chanse gave the awaited, “aren’t we missing someone? where’s y/n?”

“sorry guys!” you called from just out of view and you watched jaws drop and laughter start when you romped onto camera, hands on your hips. you stopped in a “casual” pose, the iconic ‘furniture’ sweatshirt on full display to all. “traffic, you know?” shayne was almost in tears on the couch, face red as you took your seat next to angela.

“where did you get that?” he squeaked out, voice pitched higher in his hysterics. “i haven’t worn that in weeks!” his words sent the cast present into even further hysterics.

you just shrugged, keeping yourself impressively stone faced amongst the laughter. “i have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“are we just.. not going to address it?” shayne said after a few more minutes of more banter and explaining the game. he was still chuckling, eyes locked on the sweatshirt you had somehow managed to get your hands on.

“shayne,” you sighed, shaking your head. “you’re married, stop looking at my outfit.” courtney and angela gripped onto each other’s arms to steady themselves from their laughter as chanse gasped dramatically. and thus, the sweatshirt stealing began.

next was tommy, who was more in love with how you pulled it off than confused. then there was angela, who stared at her iconic arizona tea sweatshirt in shock for half of the video. your favorite for a while was amanda’s reaction, who at first was obliviously giddy that you had found the same striped pullover as her until you finally cracked and started laughing. you had even managed to get your hands on anthony’s ‘on the verge’ sweatshirt one of his rare days on set, which he found absolutely hysterical after being informed of your sticky fingers.

some of the cast watched as you and anthony laughed and talked, you still proudly donning his sweatshirt.

“who do you think’s her next victim?” angela asked.

“i don’t know,” tommy hummed, tilting his head. “maybe courtney? she told me she’s been waiting for a chance to get ian, but he doesn’t really wear sweatshirts.”

“you know who does wear sweatshirts all the time?” they shared a knowing look.

and to be honest, spencer was waiting his turn.

you and him had been good friends for a while, getting lunch together once a week and spending downtime in the office brainstorming and joking with each other. he was trying to be cool, downplaying his feelings for the sake of a comfortable workspace in the scenario that you didn’t reciprocate, but his connection to you was undeniable.

you were beautiful, hilarious, confident, and your personality radiated in everything you did. not to mention you two had amazing chemistry both on and off camera—your infamous stone face was hard to break, but spencer was one of the few who could catch you off guard regularly, a fact that the fans loved to point out. but even without the fans to point it out, your banter and teases at each other were natural and fun, and spencer cherished that connection.

so he was waiting for a sweatshirt to go miraculously missing, so he could have that moment of teasing you on camera for wanting his sweatshirt, but also for the selfish fact that he just wanted to see you in his clothes.

he was a little worried that he was being too obvious about it and that’s why you weren’t taking the bait. he had started hanging his sweatshirt on the back of his chair wherever he was while also starting to tease you about your sweatshirt stealing habits.

“you just want to be next, don’t you?” you had teased back one morning, raising your mug to your smug lips. spencer’s heart immediately sped up. he knew you were joking, but the thought of you immediately clocking him had his cheeks heating up.

spencer decided playing along was his best bet—denial would only make him look as desperate as he felt. he leaned against the counter, offering you a charming smirk. “i just know you won’t be able to stay away for much longer.” you let out a laugh, and his smirk grew into a smile. “if you think i’m irresistible, just imagine how comfortable my sweatshirt will be.”

you laughed again, shaking your head as you moved past spencer to return to your desk, “we'll see where the day takes me.” you turned and winked at him as he watched you. his heart could have exploded as you giggled. “see you later, spence.”

he felt like he had been emotionally blue balled when you pulled up to the next smosh pit video "late" and rocking one of damien's hoodies.

"sorry i'm late! traffic, y'know?"

then it was courtney, and then arasha. after two months of the bit, he was ready to beg. the joking flirting between the two of you, plus the genuine connection you had when hanging out was starting to haunt spencer. it was beginning to feel like everything was going so well, and yet there was a piece missing. as if the sweatshirt stealing would be the great crux to this growing tension and incessant pining.

of course, it happened when spencer least expected it.

it was a crazy week in the smosh office, with fitting a lot of shooting in to accommodate busy schedules in the weeks after. there was a lot going on on the games side and spencer quickly found himself deep in his work, nearly forgetting your sticky fingers with his efforts completely focused elsewhere. and that's where you got him.

it was the friday evening shoot--the very last thing he had to do before he got to relax for the weekend. it was a simpler edition of board af, with you, angela, shayne, tommy, and spencer. he didn't even think twice about you being late when tommy started the intro.

"but wait," tommy chuckled, "aren't we missing someone?" spencer's heart involuntarily sped up at the classic line that began to signal you. "where's y/n?"

"sorry i'm late!" and when you stepped into the light, it was as if all the weight in the world had been taken off of spencer's shoulders. from the long week filled with shoots, complicated scheduling, last minute brainstorm meetings and other stressors, the sight of you in his iconic legacy hoodie was the most satisfying relief he could have imagined. he didn't realize one of his hands had come up to cover his open mouth until the other cast members looked at him as they laughed. "traffic y'know?"

spencer had thought about how he'd react a thousand times, but in all of those times he had never imagined just how good you would look in his sweatshirt. still, he masked his internal freak out. he dropped his hand and shook his head. "it has been such a crazy week, i don't even know when you did that." he wasn't aware of just how big his smile was in that moment.

you bowed with a proud grin. "a magician never reveals their secrets... but you have a bad habit of leaving your sweatshirts on the backs of chairs when you take them off. it was only a matter of time."

he just laughed, internally patting himself on the back. he couldn't take his eyes off of you, even as you sat down. he shook his head as the rest of the cast still grinned knowingly at your pair. "well, you look great."

"i feel great," you sighed out contentedly. you offered him a subtle wink before sinking into the video, "so, tommy, what are we playing?"

it was a fun gaming session, with the usual chaos and yelling that usually ensued, but spencer felt a little more into it today. and maybe it was because his pulse rushed every time he looked over and saw the adorable sight of you wrapped in his iconic hoodie, but spencer felt like every joke and every move he made was right on the money.

once there was a brief lull as turns changed and you spoke, "i'm so sorry guys, could i take a bathroom break really quick? i'm really hydrated."

"go piss girl," tommy encouraged and you giggled before jogging away to the nearest restroom.

"so, spencer," angela spoke loudly. "bet you're feeling great right now." his entire body flushed--he knew exactly what she was alluding to, and the image of you entering in his hoodie with a grin flashed into his brain once again.

"actually, a little cold," he decided to sigh in response and the cast laughed out in response. he hoped that distracted them from the warmth he could feel on his cheeks.

"okay, sorry! i'm back!"

"that was quick," shayne laughed, brow furrowed. and then you came around the corner and his jaw hit the floor. spencer’s heart nearly stopped and his jaw dropped when you plopped back into your seat, wearing another one of his sweatshirts—the light green champion one he had been looking for for weeks. and, lord, if this wasn’t the best way to find it.

“i was wondering where that went!” he exclaimed, laughing amidst his shock. if no one noticed his blush before, there was no way they’d miss it now. “oh my god!”

you grinned evilly, and it was way too hot for spencer to handle amidst the chaos.

“you’re actually a klepto,” angela was saying when spencer could finally tear his gaze away from you and focus on his surroundings. you laughed out and he couldn’t think of a more beautiful sight than you doubling over in his crewneck. his mental camera was going to need new film after this.

they picked the game back up after this resuming the chaos that was slightly more amped from the hilarity of your thievery. there was another pause when alex called out, “hold on, guys.. y/n, can you come back here for a sec? it looks like you got the bad mic today.”

“of course i did,” you laughed, standing and moving behind the camera for them to correct. they all chatted on set for another second about something happening in the game before you came back in sight.

“YOU’RE ACTUALLY KIDDING!” angela demanded and you didn’t even make it to your chair before you were doubled over, face beautifully flushed in pride and hilarity at your own bit. spencer’s hands came up to cover his open mouth as he saw you donned another of his sweatshirts—the tan champion one he had literally worn yesterday.

if his face got any redder he thought all blood flow to his body would be cut off. his hands moved up to rake through his hair as he laughed out again, shaking his head. he was so giddy inside, and everyone's incessant laughter was only ramping up the hysterical situation and his adrenaline. "what the fuck!" he laughed.

"this should be a lesson to you," you spoke, pointing at him with a grin as you walked back onstage. "stop leaving your sweatshirts around! you know i'm the sweatshirt thief!"

"it's almost like spencer wanted this to happen..," shayne muttered and spencer shot him a glare, but it seemed you didn't hear him over something angela was saying.

eventually, the game picked up without any further interruptions besides the occasional jest about the situation, and it ended with spencer taking the win.

"well, it looks like the spencer is the real winner today," angela sighed. "in many ways." she looked back at you and you all laughed again before shayne took the lead on the outro.

after you all signed off, spencer's gaze moved back to you immediately. you looked back at him after a moment, still smiling in that mischievous way that had his head reeling. "i'm pretty proud of myself for this one."

"i can tell," he chuckled, horribly aware of how hot his face still felt.

"personally, i'm so impressed," shayne laughed and angela immediately agreed.

"i will say," you nodded, "spencer wins comfiest sweatshirts." the others immediately complained.

tommy hummed teasingly, "i feel that's a little unfair! you only tried one of everyone else's, but three of spencer's! he clearly got an advantage."

you giggled, "maybe i'll have to draw more samples from everyone to really tell. i'll start a dance moms style pyramid." they all laughed, talking about what you could do, but all spencer could think of is how he hoped he would be the only one who you took multiple sweatshirts from.

soon after the shoot, as he packed his things for the day, spencer's mind was still reeling. he felt like he was on cloud nine, but he wanted to keep riding it. he wanted to ask you out or tell you how pretty you were, but above all he had the deep urge to just kiss you and let that do all the talking.

you approached spencer's desk with a sheepish smile and three neatly folded sweatshirts in hand.

"ask as you shall receive, spencer," you sighed and he raised an eyebrow at you. "you were the only one who asked me when their turn was, so i made it extra special for you."

"oh," he chuckled, his heart beginning to race just as it did earlier. "well, it was very appreciated. and you looked great." it came out more sincere than he had meant it, but he was glad when he saw a flush rising to your cheeks.

"why, thank you," you smiled. there was a moment where you both just smiled at each other before you held out the small stack to him. "well, i wouldn't want to keep you from them any longer. thanks for playing the game."

he almost didn't want to take them. what he really wanted was for you to put them back on and kiss you and compliment you and spin you around. but after eyeing them for a moment, he opted to just take them. "i'll always play the game with you, y/n." yet again, it came out so much more sincere than intended.

after a beat where it looked like you may say something, you just offered him a small wave, "have a good night, spencer." and in a moment of panic where he thought this might be the best chance he has, spencer grasped your hand just as you turned from him. you turned your head back to him, looking down at your hands as you paused. you sounded a little flustered when you spoke, "was there something else?"

"um, yeah," he gulped awkwardly. he looked into your patient eyes as he tried to form some smooth talking to convince you into a date with him, but the smile you offered him only proved to scramble his brain even further. so, he resorted to what he had been thinking for most of the afternoon and tugged you close as gently as he could. he made sure there was no hint of disgust in your expression just before he took your face in his hands and kissed you with a passion he didn't think he had left in him after such a week. but you had revived that part of him from its slump the second you walked on set.

spencer could've collapsed when he felt your arms wrap around his shoulders and your lips kiss him back with the same passion, if not a little more. it was like heaven to hold you, his hands moving so one was in your hair and the other held your waist, and it was even better to feel you pour your emotions into the kiss just as much as he was. he didn't know how long you two stood there, lost in the moment, but still wished it had been longer when you pulled apart for air.

he took a moment to think properly before speaking in a surprisingly level tone, "you've done a great job at flustering me all over the place today," you let out a surprised giggle, "i thought it was only fair to pay it back somehow." you laughed again, moving the inch forward to press your foreheads together.

"i definitely think you achieved that."

he smiled, praying you couldn't hear his heartbeat despite your closeness. "and i would love to repay it further. maybe with dinner?"

you hummed and the way you looked up at him, eyes shining with feelings he couldn't wait to decipher, nearly made him melt in your arms. "dinner sounds amazing. but only if it's carry out."

"oh, for sure," he nodded, leaning away from you so he could grab his keys off of his desk. he missed the closeness instantly. "we can eat at my apartment." he leaned down and picked up the sweatshirts he had dropped when he kissed you. he grinned as he offered them back to you. "but only if you wear one of these."

you let out a laugh and grabbed his legacy hoodie, teasing, "what, my fit isn't good enough for you?"

"oh, it is. you look great in everything," he assured, wrapping an arm around your waist as you two started toward the doors. he smiled down at you. "i just think we should pay tribute to what got us here." you hummed in response. "really, we should be thanking all the sweatshirts stolen."

"no. we should be thanking angela."

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cloverrwritess · 3 days ago

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Better to Leave it Unsaid

Summary: You were a certified yapper, always chatting with anyone and everyone around the Smoffice. Everyone except for one person. Inspired by the song Talk Too Much by COIN.

Pairing: Spencer Agnew x GN!Reader

Tags: Fluff, mutual pining, extremely light angst if you squint

Word count: 6.1k

Note: This is a huge one! I didn't mean to make this so long, but I just kept going lol… I decided to post the whole thing rather than separate it and make y’all wait for a part 2, hehe. I take a lot of inspiration from music, if you couldn’t tell. Please enjoy~!

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You had always been talkative, a chatterbox, and a yapper. Your mother used to tell people that when you were a baby, you learned how to speak in full sentences before you learned how to stand on your own two feet. You couldn’t help it, you just loved to talk. It took you years to learn how to think before you speak.

You enjoyed talking to people, it genuinely made you happy to learn about others and share your thoughts. It was a form of connection, whether it was a late night heart-to-heart with your best friend or joking around with a stranger in line at the supermarket. If you could list ‘conversations’ as an interest on your resume, you absolutely would.

This trait worked to your advantage when you joined Smosh as a cast member.

“You’re so good at talking”, Ian joked with you after your first month, “you always seem to know what to say.”

“Practice makes perfect”, you grinned back as he laughed again.

You had quickly become a fan favourite, especially on Reddit Stories and as a guest on Smosh Mouth, being praised for the chemistry you had with the cast members and how you played off each other in discussions. You struggled a bit more on the games channel, you had very little video games experience and you found it difficult to remember board game rules when you played them for the first time. But the subscribers seemed to love making video compilations of everytime you forgot a rule or had to quietly ask for help mid-game.

Working at Smosh was so much fun, not just because you loved your work, but because there was such a diverse and interesting group of people you had long and frequent talks with. You had gotten to know everyone so well throughout the past few months, both cast and crew.

Well.

Everyone except for Spencer.

When you joined Smosh and met all the people working there, you had taken to Spencer in a different way than the others.

The crush you developed on him was quick and severe. You had no idea what to do with it. You were never good with romantic attraction, the few times you made the first move with a potential partner, it always ended disastrously. When it came to someone you really liked, you clammed up. Every time you were around Spencer, you panicked, and your heart sped up when he spoke to you. All the words that normally flowed out of your mouth got all tangled up in your head and stuck in your throat. Even when you two were doing your jobs and he was directing you on a game video, you responded to his directions with a silent, tight-lipped smile without making eye contact.

You did not handle cute guys well. And Spencer was cute. With his big green eyes, cheeky smile, and quick-witted humour, he was exactly your type to a T. It infuriated you, the person you wanted to have a connection with the most was so distant from you, and it was your own fault. You wanted to be close with him like everyone else, having lunch together, hanging out after work, you wanted it all. He definitely noticed how weird you were about him, because he drew back, hardly ever reaching out to you and only speaking to you when absolutely necessary. You couldn’t blame him.

The invisible wall between you guys that you had accidentally built seemed to get taller by the day, and you wished there was some way to knock it down.

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“Cut!”

That was a wrap on the most recent Board AF video and it was finally lunchtime. You and the other cast members hopped up from your seats as the room was filled with post-recording chatters.

“Good job, guys!” Spencer clapped his hands, “Amanda and Chanse, that was amazing teamwork. Shayne, super funny, as per usual.” He was wearing his green Smosh merch cap and a white T-shirt today. God, he looked so good.

You pretended not to notice he praised everyone else in the video besides you.

“And great banter, Y/N”, he added before turning to Alex to debrief.

Nevermind. You almost skipped out of the room from the high you got from him complimenting you.

You could really enjoy your lunch break after that. Sitting down between Angela and Amanda, you dug right in, conversing with the others at the table as you did everyday.

“I was watching the shoot just then, you know?” Angela nudged you, speaking between bites, “what’s up with you and Spence?”

You almost bit down on your tongue in surprise.

“What?” You laughed to cover the worried feeling that rose inside you, “what do you mean?”

“You know what I mean”, she spoke quietly, this was between you two. The rest of the table were not paying attention, holding their own conversation about the schedule for the rest of the week. “You, like, don’t look directly at him and you just silently do what he says. No reply, nothing.”

“I didn’t think I had to reply to every direction given”, you shot back, eyes on your food. You were dreading where this situation was heading.

“Okay, okay, no offence”, Angela lay a hand on your leg, eyebrows raised so high it made you laugh, “I have never seen you skip an opportunity to say something.” When she saw your jaw drop, she quickly added, “I’m saying this as a fellow yapper, okay? It takes one to know one. You seem to talk non-stop to anyone until it’s with Spencer, then you shut right up. Are you mad at him? Did he do something to piss you off?”

You sighed and put your fork down.

“No, Angela”, you both leaned back in your chairs, facing each other, “I’m not mad at him, he did nothing wrong.”

“Then?”

“I-”, you quickly glanced around you, checking nobody was paying attention to you two, “I don’t know. Like, I just can’t talk to him.”

“But why?” Angela had her hands out inquisitively, like this was a great mystery she had been thinking about for a long time. “How are you not able to talk to somebody? You start chattering when you hear someone enter the stall next to you in the bathroom. It’s disturbing. Nothing stops you.”

“I don’t know”, you were a lying liar. You knew damn well why you struggled to speak to him. “I just can’t!”

She eyed you suspiciously. She was squinting at you so hard, you resisted the urge to ask if she needed her glasses. This was one of the rare times you actually wanted a conversation to end as soon as possible.

“Right”, she finally conceded, a strange expression on her face, “totally. Yeah. You just don’t know.”

You nodded, smiling like nothing was bothering you. You could tell she wasn’t satisfied with your response but you were just glad she wasn’t pushing it anymore. She was very empathetic, so she could probably feel you were getting uncomfortable.

“Anyway”, she shook her head, poking you gently as she changed the topic, “what are you scheduled for tomorrow morning?”

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“And then I told him that I didn’t know where his wallet was and that I was sorry”, you explained, hands gesturing wildly.

“I mean, yeah”, Tommy responded while nodding, “you literally met him five minutes before, how were you meant to know?”

You were telling him a story about some guy you befriended at a bar a while ago when you heard someone clear their throat behind you. You spun around to see Spencer standing there, holding his laptop. You didn’t even hear him approaching while you were talking, how long had he been there?

“Hello”, he waved, you silently waved back and Tommy replied with his own ‘hello’. “I didn’t want to interrupt, but I need to speak to Y/N about an upcoming video. Sorry, Tommy.”

“No problem, don’t worry about it”, Tommy replied before heading back to his desk, “see you guys later.”

You wanted to yell for him to come back so you wouldn’t be alone with Spencer, but you were left with no choice but to quietly follow Spencer to the games set. He was going to quickly go through how to play a new board game you were set to play with a few of your cast mates because your schedules didn’t line up and you couldn’t be there when he taught the others.

“Okay”, he sighed, plopping down on the large grey couch. “Please sit down”, he nodded his head at the space next to him.

You carefully sat a respectable distance away from him, close enough to properly listen to him but far enough to not get you flustered. As he began to teach you the rules and show you the different cards, you tried your hardest to focus. He made it so difficult, he just looked so gorgeous. His curls were sitting just right today, one stray strand dangling down his forehead, and he was wearing that Creed shirt he always looked good in. His glasses slowly slipped down his nose when he leaned down and you bit your tongue as he adjusted them. You were trying to remember what each card did in the game, but your thoughts kept going back to how nice his voice sounded. He didn’t speak too fast and he kept the volume low since it was just you two sitting on the set, it tickled something in your brain.

“Y/N? Y/N!” His voice calling your name drew you out of your own thoughts.

A single ‘huh?’ was your clever response.

He sighed, seemingly a little frustrated.

“Did you hear anything I just said?”

“Yes”, you responded defensively, vaguely repeating some of the main points you managed to retain from when he was talking.

“Okay”, he nodded, “you did remember a few things. Sorta.”

He picked up the deck of cards and slid them back into their box as you silently watched his fingers work.

“Any questions?”

You looked up at his face to see him looking back at you with his eyebrows raised in question.

“Uh… no”, you flatly replied. You could feel your face and neck gradually get warmer the longer he looked at you.

“No? Any comments? Anything at all?”

You shook your head. Hopefully, this interaction would be ending soon before something devastating happened, like him noticing how red your face was or how clammy your hands were. You looked away and your eyes darted around the set. You didn’t like being speechless, it was an uncomfortable feeling for you.

“Y/N”, he gently pressed. You froze in place, eyes glued to the small table in front of you. “Why…”, he trailed off, not finishing his question before he stood up, “uh, nevermind. We’re done here, I guess. See you around.”

And then he was gone.

You felt relief and anxiety mix together at the bottom of your stomach. You wanted to talk to him so bad but you were so in your own head about him, about your feelings for him. In another world, where you could get over your feelings for him, you could be best friends. You could be talking all day long, asking about each other's days, how your families were going, what your weekend plans were.

Instead, right now, you were the only person in the room, left sitting alone on an empty set.

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“What is their problem?” Spencer grumbled, partly to himself, partly to Alex and Shayne, interrupting the conversation they were having right next to Spencer’s desk. They both turned to look down at him, borderline sulking in his chair.

“Y/N?” Shayne hit the nail on the head immediately. Spencer didn’t often talk about his strained relationship with you, but the few times he did have been with these two in particular.

“Yeah”, he lifted his glasses to rub his eyes, “I just met with them to explain the new game we’re playing tomorrow.”

“Awkward?” Alex grinned.

“So awkward”, Spencer threw his hands up, “I really don’t get it! They just refuse to say anything to be besides ‘yes’, ‘no’, and ‘huh?’”

They could tell Spencer was getting frustrated, not quite angry, moreso confused and unsure on what to do.

“It’s been months since they started”, Shayne crossed his arms, tone neutral, “have they not had a proper conversation with you even once?”

“Never”, Spencer replied, “what about you guys?”

“All the time”, Shayne replied sheepishly.

“Yeah, all the time”, Alex nodded, almost apologetically. “I talked to them this morning about Fortnite for like half an hour. They asked me to explain it to them.”

“You’re kidding me”, Spencer whined, he just could not wrap his head around why you guys just didn’t click. “I would have killed to explain Fortnite to someone for the first time.”

The other two seemed bemused by his turmoil. Spencer feared they may not be taking this seriously. It was serious. Over the past months, he had watched you grow close with other people at Smosh, chatting and bonding so naturally it was as if you had worked there for years. Whenever he saw you, you were always in the middle of a lengthy conversation with someone; you had gained a reputation around the office as an amazing listener who would be easy to talk to for hours. Spencer thought you two could get along great, he was not the most talkative, but he loved to chat and loved to listen. However, Spencer seemed to be the one person in the company that you refused to talk to.

It didn’t help that he thought you were very attractive. It drove him insane, he felt this inexplicable draw to you and yet you avoided even making eye contact with him. Did you find out about his crush on you? Were you grossed out? Was that why you avoided speaking to him? There was no way though, he hadn’t told a single person about how attracted he was to you.

“Look, man”, Shayne gained his attention again, “if it really bothers you, you have to talk to them. They can’t read your mind, they might not even realise they’re doing it.”

That made Spencer laugh, you definitely knew you were doing it.

“Yeah, what Shayne said”, Alex chimed in, “talking to them is going to be a way better approach than sitting on your ass, ripping out your hair trying to solve it.”

“Maybe”, he groaned, turning back to his computer to continue his work, “I’ll think about it.”

Alex and Shayne shared a knowing look before leaving him alone.

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The next time you spoke to Spencer alone, he accosted you in the break room.

You were stirring the tea you had just made when you heard footsteps behind you slowly coming to a stop.

Before you could turn around and greet whoever it was, you heard Spencer’s apprehensive voice, “Alex mentioned you were showing an interest in Fortnite.”

You almost dropped your mug, but you managed to keep a firm grip on it as you turned around to face him. You tried to say something but faltered before closing your mouth and nodding. You already knew this was going to be another failed attempt at a conversation. You might as well have run for it then and there.

“Okay, well”, he put his hands in his pockets as he continued, “we could play together sometime? Or I could arrange for us to play on the channel in the future or something.”

You blinked a few times. He was asking to play Fortnite together. You felt so excited, you wanted to chug your tea down like a beer and give him a huge kiss but you controlled your impulses. You were curious about the game because of Spencer talking about it all the time and showing Angela how to play, so you enquired about the game from Alex a few days ago. You saw a chance to get through the invisible wall, conquer your feelings, and really get to know Spencer. You were determined to get over this stupid crush of yours for the sake of befriending him, you were tired of being the only person that didn’t get to enjoy his company.

“That sounds fun”, you managed to blurt out, both you and Spencer seemed shocked that you were actually speaking to him. “I mean, I’m not very experienced with video games, but it looks like a lot of fun”, your voice was quivering from nerves and you just prayed he didn’t notice, “I think all the cosmetics are really cool too.”

“Yes!” Spencer seemed to almost jump at the opportunity to talk to you, “they released a Sabrina Carpenter skin. You like her, don’t you?”

Your heart was going a mile a minute, were you actually managing to talk to him? And how did he know you were a fan of Sabrina Carpenter?

“Yeah, I love her!” You found yourself actually smiling, even though you were resisting the urge to find the nearest escape route like some kind of prey animal, “I didn’t know she had a collaboration with them. I actually just ordered the Short n’ Sweet Deluxe vinyl record I’ve been wanting for ages, it took me, like, an hour to decide which colour to get.”

“And which colour was that?” He asked.

“The blue one”, you quickly replied, “the white pearl one was pretty but I wanted the brighter colour. I thought it would look cuter on my record player.”

You were so excited that Spencer seemed interested in talking to you, it almost outweighed the incredible amount of nerves you were experiencing in that moment. You were trying your absolute hardest to form normal words and sentences in his presence. Having his whole attention on you as you spoke was so foreign and just as scary as it normally was, but it was also sort of thrilling. You felt like a teenager again, trying something new and rebellious that you figured you might regret later. There was a paradox of wanting to talk to him like this more to aid in your mission to get over your feelings for him, but the more he looked at you and spoke to you, the more you felt yourself falling.

You were making crazy progress on holding a conversation with him, though. You were definitely being more reserved than when you chatted with other people in the office, but this was breaking the record for longest talk you’ve ever had with him. It made your heart beat so fast you were scared you would pass out.

You had moved onto the topic of music and your record collection, the one you had been working on ever since you moved into your own apartment.

“I have about 30 now”, you had a small, proud smile on your face, “it’s growing slowly, I try not to blow all my money on them.”

“No, I get it”, he said back, grinning, “that is so cool, frankly.”

You felt your entire upper body flush with heat when he said that, your face feeling red and tingly. Part of you wanted to squeal at his compliment and the other part wanted to disappear, dig a hole into the floor and hide in it. Yapping came so naturally to you, but it was still proving difficult to speak to him. Your brain was in overdrive, trying so hard to pick the right words to say and string them into coherent sentences, stuff that was as easy as breathing when you spoke to anybody else.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Spencer sounded worried all of a sudden. When you looked at him with a confused expression, he pointed at your mug, “your hands are shaking pretty bad right now, you might want to put that drink down.”

You hadn’t noticed, you were indeed shaking, little ripples running through your tea from the movement.

“I’m okay”, you tried to grin widely, but it felt like a grimace. You tightened your hold on your tea, willing yourself to stop trembling. You realised you had probably reached your limit on talking to Spencer for today. Any more and you may have a heart attack. “Just a bit of the shakes, I have weak arms”, you lied.

“Are you sure-“

“Yes!” Your reply was too hasty and too loud, “yes, of course! I really need to get back to work though.”

He nodded as you cautiously stepped past him and almost jogged towards the exit, careful not to spill your drink.

“Talk to you later, Y/N.”

You paused, looking at him over your shoulder. You could have sworn he looked worried, nervous even. You felt extra light on your feet knowing he wanted to talk to you again.

“Yeah”, you couldn’t help the smile that took over your face, cheeks red and hands damp with sweat, “yeah, talk to you later, Spencer.”

He smiled back in a way that made your chest hurt and you couldn’t figure out if there was actually a halo of glowing light around him or you were hallucinating. You had to turn away and keep walking or you would have burst into flames with how warm your entire body had become. The gentle way he spoke to you replayed in your head over and over and over.

How the hell were you going to get over him?

☆

Spencer couldn’t help smiling to himself as he typed. He was a little distracted from his work today.

“What’s gotten into you?” Alex asked, alarmed at his behaviour. “You’re acting weird and happy and giddy.”

“Excuse me?”

“No, it’s just… did something happen?” Alex abandoned their desk and came over to him. They could be such a gossip sometimes. “Did you finally ask Y/N what the problem was?”

“No”, Spencer stopped doing his work too, turning to look at them, “but we had, like, an actual conversation.”

Alex’s eyebrows shot up, “wow, really?”

“Yes, dude, we talked about Sabrina Carpenter in Fortnite and their record collection”, he was obviously excited, “and it wasn’t a long talk, but they spoke actual sentences to me.”

“Good for you, buddy”, Alex patted his back, trying not to laugh as Spencer turned back to his monitor with a huge smile on his face, “good for you.”

☆

It had been a week since you had that discussion with Spencer and you were still reeling from it. You both got very busy and you didn’t really find yourself alone with him after that. You were both excited and very scared about the next time you could potentially talk. You had been mentally hyping yourself up before work everyday, just in case. You were determined to push your feelings down as far as possible, so you could have a longer conversation next time.

It was a sunny Friday morning when you breezed through the door, mood high because the barista at the cafe remembered your order and gave you a dollar discount. You greeted every single person you walked past and gave Courtney a huge hug when you saw her.

“You’re in a good mood”, they laughed, “happy Friday, huh?”

“I just feel like today’s gonna be an amazing day”, you hummed, pulling away and grabbing her hand. You swung them around between you wildly as you spoke, “the weather’s gorgeous, my coffee tastes extra good this morning, you look beautiful. It’s been great so far.”

She leaned forward and laughed hard.

“Are you sure it’s not because you’re filming with Spence later?”

“What?” You stopped swinging your arm, looking at her with wide eyes, “that’s not why- no, I didn’t even know, no, well, I did know but, that’s not a reason to- like, I don’t even…”

“Okay, breathe”, Courtney was wheezing with laughter now, “I was just teasing, Y/N. You’re okay.”

You fanned your face lightly, why was it so hot in here all of a sudden? Did they know about your feelings for Spencer? You swore you were working on that. Hopefully, the mention of him won’t make you feel like this soon.

“I’ve never seen you stumble over words like that before”, they started swinging your arms again, “what was that about? I thought you didn’t like him.”

“It’s not that I don’t like him”, you explained, shaking your head, “I like him! I like him a lot!”

Another weakness of yours that came along with being a yapper was your bad habit of over-explaining. You couldn’t shut up if you tried, unfortunately.

“You… like him a lot?” Courtney raised a single eyebrow, “never heard you admit that before. That’s very interesting.”

“No!” You let go of her hand to wave yours in front of her in a panic, “no, not like that!”

“Yeah”, she replied, slowly stepping away from you and heading back in the direction she was originally going, “totally, yeah. You didn’t mean it like that.”

You rushed away to your desk, cheeks flared up and your head down to hide it. You didn’t see Courtney look back at you with a mischievous smirk.

☆

“Y/N is on one today”, Courtney gasped as everyone was trying to catch their breath. You had told an off-hand, low-brow joke that you did not expect to land, but apparently everyone at Smosh had the humour of a 12 year old boy. Your chest swelled with pride, not from making everyone at the table laugh, but for making specifically Spencer laugh so hard, he was covering his face with his hands.

You silently thanked the heavens that you got to film a Moose Master video with Spencer today without going through the emotional and physical torture of sitting directly next to him. In your opinion, he looked super hot today, he was wearing a hoodie and pushed the sleeves up instead of taking it off when the game really heated up. All you wanted was to stop looking at the cameras and just stare at his tattoos to commit them to memory. Making him laugh while he looked so good was like doing crack. Or what you imagined doing crack was like.

As the game continued, the volume in the room only increased, more rules making people screw up and yell at each other. It was getting intense.

“You said her first name!” You pointed at Noah accusingly, interrupting the tirade he was on, “you broke a rule! I got your ass!”

“Y/N”, clearly frustrated, Noah put his hand up in your face, “shut up for once!” He then continued with the argument he was having with Amanda.

The comment was played for laughs, clearly all in the lighthearted spirit of the game. You had to admit the way he worded it hurt a little bit. But at the end of the day, you knew he didn’t mean it, you had all said stuff you didn’t mean in the heat of the moment. It wasn’t a big deal, so you got over that twang of pain pretty fast.

Seeming to notice you had become uncharacteristically silent for a moment, Spencer locked eyes with you from across the table. He silently raised his eyebrows and gave you a miniscule nod, you knew this meant ‘are you okay?’ Your cheeks flushed at him paying attention to solely you amongst the chaos and you nodded back in assurance before returning to the game.

His consideration unleashed a thousand butterflies in your stomach, it was clearly not a big deal, but he still wanted to check on you. You almost wanted to be mad at him for being so cute and sweet. He really was not going to let this ‘getting over your crush’ thing easy.

☆

After an hour, filming wrapped and everyone slowly dispersed. You lingered back a little, discussing something random with Courtney. You two walked off the set a little slower than the others, and once you were back in the main section of the office, you bid Courtney adieu as they went off to take care of something else.

“Hey Y/N”, you jumped a little in surprise, you hadn’t realised Spencer was standing by the door, just out of sight. “Can we talk for a second?”

Oh my god, here we go. You had been gearing up for your next one-on-one conversation with Spencer, you wanted this one to go off without a hitch, leaving him thinking you were charismatic and clever. The problem lay in the fact that when you were finally alone with him, and his beautiful eyes were gazing into yours and only yours, your mind went completely blank.

“Yeah”, you replied, exhaling. You didn’t even realise you had been holding your breath. You were glad nobody else was around to see you embarrass yourself.

“Did…”, Spencer scratched the back of his neck, “did what Noah said during that video upset you? I mean, I know you nodded like you were okay, but I just wanted to check on you to make sure, because that was a pretty rude thing to say”, his eyes were avoiding yours this time, “even though I know you know he didn’t really mean it. That doesn’t make it okay, though. Okay, I’m rambling right now, I’m gonna stop…”

You stared at him speechlessly. He was being so unbelievably cute right now. The care he was showing for you and your feelings endeared him to you so much it hurt.

“Spencer, you’re making this so hard”, you groaned without thinking. When you realised what you said, you wanted to run again. Flight or fight activated.

He furrowed his brow in confusion, “making what hard?”

Now you’ve gone and done it. You were incredibly embarrassed, searching the floor for some sort of way out of this situation.

“No, Noah didn’t make me uncomfortable”, you said in a monotone voice.

“Y/N, what am I making hard?” He ignored you and took a step forward, you started to panic.

“That’s what she said”, you couldn’t even laugh at your joke. He didn’t laugh either, and that made you feel even worse.

“Y/N”, Spencer slowly reached for you, as if you were a skittish wild animal. You tried your hardest not to flinch when he gently put his hand on your upper arm. “What’s going on? You can tell me.”

You finally looked up at him. There was an entire galaxy in his eyes you wanted to explore. He had gotten so close to you, but you wanted him even closer.

“I know you don’t really like talking to me, but”, he swallowed, “I really want to change that. You just need to tell me what to do.”

“I do, though”, you mumbled, your face felt so hot, you could probably cook an egg on it. “I want to talk to you all the time, it’s just-”, you shut your mouth, not daring to say anything further.

“What am I making hard for you, Y/N?” He was whispering now.

There was a beat of silence. It couldn’t have been more than ten seconds, but it felt like it stretched on for hours.

“Getting over you”, you whispered back meekly, hands balling into fists by your sides. “Getting over my big, fat crush on you”, you said a little louder, you were diving into the deep end, laying bare your soul for him.

“What?” Spencer’s eyes had widened to the size of saucers, entire body almost recoiling in surprise. “That doesn’t make sense. I thought you didn’t like me. You talk to every single person in the office like they’re your best friend except for me.”

“Y-you make me nervous”, you shifted your weight from one foot to the other, “I’ve never been any good at talking to cute guys I like.”

Spencer’s cheeks flushed a deep red. He seemed almost as flustered as you.

“But!” You were fighting to save the situation, the last thing you wanted was to completely fuck up the work environment for both of you because of your schoolyard crush. “I promise I’m trying my best to get over my feelings for you. And then it’ll be so much easier to chat, and we can yap all day long together! I just need some time to work on it, that’s all.”

“Stop”, he murmured, tone pleading. He had stepped even closer, you could feel the heat coming off his body. Or it was just the heat your own face was generating. You were pretty sure you were visibly sweating. “Stop that.”

“What-”

“I don’t want you to”, he gently took your hand and you felt like you couldn’t breathe, a shiver ran up your spine, “I don’t want you to get over me.” His green eyes bore into yours, your heart thudded against your ribcage as you willed yourself not to break eye contact. “I haven’t been able to get over you, you know”, he spoke to you in a quiet tone you had never heard from him before, “ever since we talked in the break room, I’ve been thinking about you all the time.”

You opened your mouth and closed it a few times, completely in shock and searching for words that were not coming to you. You were so accustomed to knowing what to say in reply to pretty much anything, the constant flow of conversation buzzing at the back of your head came to a screeching halt. There was nothing but a heavy silence in your head as the man you’ve been pining for was metaphorically grabbing your heart out of your chest and claiming it as his.

“Just… thinking about you and how funny and bright you are”, he kept going, you had never heard Spencer word-vomit like this and it made your heart soar, “you talk so loud, but I love it because I can still hear you even though you won’t talk to me”, that made you laugh, your free hand coming up to cover your red face. “Your jokes always get me, and I love how you laugh with your whole body. I’m just always thinking about your smile, and your humour, and how kind you are to everyone, you’ve been driving me crazy.”

You covered his mouth with your trembling hand. You were so flustered, you felt like you were going to melt into a puddle any second. He looked at you with expectant eyes, round and imploring, like he was asking a silent question.

“You’re talking more than me for once”, you inspected every part of his face, you rarely had the opportunity to do that, you had been avoiding being close to him all this time after all. He chuckled behind your hand, the way his eyes crinkled a little in the corners when he smiled made you want to scream. You worried that he might be able to feel your racing pulse. “I never thought you would like me back.”

He slowly pushed your hand away from his mouth, “and I never thought you would like me. You acted like you hated me.”

“Okay”, you started, cutting yourself off with an embarrassed chortle, “I was panicking every time I saw you, I’m sorry!”

You joked with each other like that for the next few minutes, your heartbeat slowing slightly as you calmed down. Your chest tightened with excitement as you realised he had inched even closer, almost touching you. He looked at you with so much affection in his eyes when you laughed at something he said. You felt like you were on cloud nine.

“So”, you looked down at your fingers still interlocked, “what does this mean for us then?”

“Well”, Spencer pretended to think really hard, “if you can actually stand talking to me for more than five minutes,” he ignored you as you smacked his chest in fake offence, “would you like to go on a date with me?”

You hummed, also pretending to think really hard. He grinned at you, eyes fond. You wondered if he had been looking at you like that all this time.

“Yes, I think I’d like that”, you answered softly.

Feeling bold, you leaned in slightly, wondering if you could get away with kissing him on the cheek. He had other plans, tilting his head so his lips were almost grazing yours. He stayed still, waiting on you, always waiting on you. Both of you had your eyes half closed, transfixed on each other’s lips. Your stomach flipped as you took the leap, moving forward and pressing your mouth against his. It was absolute bliss.

Just like that, the invisible wall between you came tumbling down. It was like it was never there in the first place as Spencer’s hand squeezed yours tight.

☆

Note: Thank you for reading, please let me know what you think! Also, I am happy for people to send requests, I want to try writing shorter fics, so that would be perfect! If you have sent me an ask, please be patient with me as I work through them, thanks guys. <333

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cloverrwritess · 5 days ago

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not a request but you posting an angela imagine on my birthday was perfect timing, thanks for the best present!! and now happy pride month ✨

Omgg!!! What a coincidence! so happy to see people love that fic 🥹🫶🏻 happy pride month ✨️❤️

#smosh fandom #angela giarratana #thank you for the support

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cloverrwritess · 5 days ago

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do you write for shayne?

Hello! To answer your question, I don't write for Shayne to respect for his marriage with Courtney, maybe there are some authors here on tumblr, but I don't take requests for him 🍀

#smosh fic #fanfiction #fanfic

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cloverrwritess · 6 days ago

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everyone's a suspect (surprise!smosh x reader)

summary after seeing something they weren't supposed to, some of the smosh cast know you're dating one of your--and their--coworkers. they make it a personal goal to see if they can figure out who..

warnings (more of a preface than a warning) reader is referred to as she/her but implied as queer

a/n PLEASEE send in smosh requests y'all im begging

gif cred belongs to @shmoo06

angela ran up to courtney's desk, where chanse, tommy, and the girl herself were sitting peacefully, eating their lunches together.

"yeah?" courtney prompted, taking in angela's wide eyes and slightly dramatic stance. "you okay?"

"i-i don't mean to be a gossip," angela said, slightly breathless and extremely exasperated as her eyes darted around her friends.

"of course not," tommy immediately abided, but propped his head onto his hands and leaned toward the brunette.

angela continued, "i was heading to chat with ian about something and y/n was leaving his office when i walked in, and there was a stack of papers on his desk that looked like the workplace relationship disclosure form."

courtney's hands slammed against her desk as tommy's jaw dropped and chanse gasped. "wait, how do you know?" courtney immediately tracked. "before we make assumptions." chanse and tommy slightly relaxed at the suspicion.

"because it said it at the top."

now tommy was standing, hands over his mouth as the other two's jaws dropped.

"i don't want to gossip!" angela repeated, waving her arms. "i don't want to spread rumors or anything! but y/n is our friend, and this is crazy information and i really wanna know!"

"oh, i wanna know so bad," chanse said, bringing his hand over his mouth. "who do we think y/n's dating? this is crazy! how could we not know?!"

tommy, who had started pacing a small line by courtney's desk, paused and brought his pointer fingers together. "this has gone from accidental snooping to an opportunity." they turned to him as he began to smile. "we were just saying how slow it's been around the office lately.. and now we have a chance to play a game. or, not a game per se, but.."

"watch a show," chanse offered excitedly.

tommy grinned, pointing at him. "yes!" angela offered a considering face.

"let's not dig too far into her business!" courtney spoke, holding a hand out. they all nodded respectfully. "y/n has her right to privacy.. but let's just.. see what we can see." they all nodded again, eagerly now, grinning at each other.

and just a moment later, y/n passed by as she walked to her desk, damien at her side. they both had food boxes from the same place, chatting with each other avidly as they passed. y/n offered their group a wave and they smiled back before sharing looks when the pair was farther away.

"and so, the search begins," tommy hummed slyly.

"all of our friends are suspects."

...

later that day there was a board af shoot with courtney, shayne, angela, and amanda. it was shayne's turn in the game when courtney watched as you entered behind the camera, approaching spencer's director chair. you leaned down and spoke something to him, getting close so you wouldn't disrupt the shoot. you were grinning as you looked at him, and when he turned his head to meet your eyes, your faces very close, he grinned too. he spoke back to you in a tone they couldn't hear, but even the dim lighting behind the camera didn't mask the blush courtney saw creeping up his neck.

you spoke one last thing to spencer and he chuckled, nodding at you and saying something else before you turned and left. she watched as spencer watched you go, gaze flicking from you to the set and back a few times before you were completely gone. courtney snuck a glance over to angela, who was already looking at her with slightly widened eyes, obviously having seen the same thing.

"wait, no, i didn't like that," amanda said, pointing between angela and courtney. they froze, giving a classic and completely real deer-in-headlights look.

"what? what happened?"

"they just shared a look," amanda said, shaking her head. "a sneaky one- are you cheating?!" they both let out an invisible breath that their scheme wasn't caught onto, instead playing into amanda's bit. but they shared one last knowing glance before locking back in to the game.

...

tommy was headed into the kitchen for a midday coffee break when he saw you and arasha giggling by a warming kettle, shoulders pressed together to look at something on her phone. tommy was immediately suspicious as he watched arasha watch your reaction to what she was showing.

"hey guys," he greeted casually and you both looked up and greeted him. "whatcha looking at?"

"arasha's showing me the tiktoks people have made shipping us," you giggled as arasha scrolled to another with a smile. "apparently they come up on her page all the time, but i somehow haven't seen any!"

"they're awesome," arasha affirmed, showing her phone to tommy. tommy, instead of assessing the edit itself, zoned in on the like count: less than a thousand likes. which means that the algorithm specifically picked this niche according to arasha's likes and searches.

tommy let out a chuckle as the edit ended with a heart surrounding you and arasha in goofy outfits for some bit. "that is good." he gave arasha a look as she moved her phone away, tilting his head in a way he hoped she perceived as knowing. "you two make a cute pair."

you, still giggling casually, wrapped your arm around arasha's back as tommy watched her cheeks darken. "we do, don't we?"

...

angela was chatting with you at your desk about some scheduling thing when damien walked by. you looked up and gave him a casual greeting just before he intentionally bumped into your desk, knocking down one of your trinkets.

"oh, i'm soo sorry," he spoke dramatically, righting the trinket after tossing a folded piece of a paper on your desk. you just giggled at him as he walked away with a grin, holding your eyes a beat longer than was necessary.

"what's that?" angela asked, eyes darting between you and the note.

you picked it up with a smile. "damien likes to leave me notes sometimes. usually some goofy, cheesy motivational quote." you unfolded the paper and angela held her breath before you read, "'it's a trash can, not a trash cannot.'" you shook your head before opening one of your drawers and angela had to stop her jaw from dropping as you placed the note with a hefty stack of ones with damien's handwriting. "he's sweet."

angela let out a short laugh. "yeah, that's sweet alright."

...

you, chanse, and trevor was setting up for a smosh pit video when erin interrupted the intro to say that trevor's mic wasn't working.

"hold up, i can.." you moved over to trevor, lifting the back of his shirt to get to the pack tucked into his belt and trevor let out a high-pitched yelp, jumping when your fingertips brushed his back. you and chanse immediately laughed.

"sorry! i wasn't expecting to be touched," trevor spoke with a teasing smile, looking over his shoulder at you as you fiddled with the mic pack.

"i'm sorry," you chuckled, meeting his eyes and leaning a bit closer to him despite your already close distance. chanse's eyes widened. "i should've asked before lifting your shirt, i'm sorry."

"y/n, you never have to ask," trevor teased as your jaw dropped.

"hey, so your mic is on now."

you all laughed out again, you slipping back to your podium and chanse caught trevor sneak a glance at you as he chuckled.

...

"the cruel thing here is that it truly could be anyone," angela spoke seriously and the group nodded. they all decided to confer for lunch again a few days later specifically to address their findings. "because honestly, to me, it just looks like everyone at smosh has a crush on y/n." tommy let out a laugh.

"and who could blame them?" courtney giggled, tapping her fork to her chin. "but you're right, i don't think we've named an interaction yet where there isn't reasonable suspicion. like, everyone is acting like they're in love with y/n."

"not acting," chanse assured. "every suspect is in love with y/n, it just comes down to who she loves."

"this is all getting a tad dramatic," courtney sighed.

tommy shook his head. "not dramatic enough, i say. anyone seen anything recently?"

"i saw her and shayne being sneaky talking in a corner today.."

"angela, you know i'm married to shayne, right? it's important to me that you know this."

"no! yes!" angela defended as chanse snorted. "no as in, no she's not dating shayne, but maybe they were speaking so secretively because he knows something!"

courtney shook her head. "no-go. we already gossiped about it, he doesn't know any more than we do. unless he just figured something out.. in which case he'll tell me later." she smiled as angela nodded.

"you know what we haven't considered?" chanse said. "ian himself!" courtney gasped as tommy nodded.

"you're so right," angela said, tangling her hands in her hair. "oh my god, he could've been filling out the form with her!"

"she does seem to have a lot of meetings with him lately..," tommy considered.

"what if we just asked?" chanse proposed and their heads all snapped to him. "like, not tell her we know anything, but ask if she's crushing or what she thinks of spencer or someone we suspect.."

and just then you, with convenient timing as always, walked past with an innocent, "hey, guys!"

"y/n!" tommy called over the others greetings. "come join us, won't you?"

you gave him an apologetic smile as you paused your walking. "i'm sorry, i've got a meeting with ian before i take my lunch. next time for sure!" you resumed your trot with a wave goodbye and they all shared a look.

"see? so many meetings.."

...

they were about to give up a week later. it seemed like every interaction was suspect, everyone was a possibility, and you were just yourself as usual. it was starting to annoy tommy unreasonably.

"i feel like i usually have such a good sense for this!" he whispered with exasperation to angela during a shoot set up. they were getting ready to record a new TNTL, a large portion of the cast being there and involved for the undertaking. all of their suspects were milling about them without knowing they were suspects. "but i can't clock y/n!"

"she's a tough cookie," angela nodded in agreement. "she's just so happy and sweet with everyone, it's impossible to tell."

"maybe it'll be the person that she's not usually herself to," chanse butted in, coming to stand between them with his hands on his hips. courtney wandered over when she noticed them congregating. "like, it'll be the one person she doesn't greet like everyone else." they nodded with consideration.

"i just wanna know!" tommy whined before going to get his mic set up. more cast members started to file in, including their special guests that everyone greeted in a loud chorus as they entered--anthony and ian.

"wait, anthony's real?"

many laughed at damien's comment as they continued to mill about set. eventually, tommy wandered back to their little pod as the cast for the video filed onto the stage, prepping for a big intro. you greeted them enthusiastically as you came to stand next to tommy.

"we all excited for another soak session?" you joked with your usual excitement, referencing an inside joke that made them all chuckle.

"oh, for sure."

you looked over as anthony and ian came to stand next to you. anthony gave you a smile as he peered down at you, and angela could have rolled her eyes at the sweet look in his eyes. yet another person with the hots for you. "hey, y/n."

"hi, anthony."

and there it was. it wasn't obvious, but the slight subdue in your tone from how you had just talked to them versus how you spoke to anthony immediately caused a click in their brains. angela couldn't stop her jaw from dropping as chanse gasped, then slapped a hand over his mouth, tommy's eyes going wide as courtney's lips formed a silent "oh".

you were dating anthony.

but you had no clue that they had just made the connection. you gave them a confused, but amused look. "you guys good?"

"oh for sure," tommy nodded breathily, and you just shrugged when anthony raised an eyebrow. you all focused as emily began to give directions.

after letting ian and anthony introduce the video, they moved to sit in stools first and the rest of you moved off. they watched you share another smile with anthony, him watching for a second as you walked away before looking elsewhere.

"this goes all the way to the top!" angela whispered dramatically as they moved to the dressing area and the other three laughed out, elated in their discovery and with shock still deep in their systems.

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cloverrwritess · 7 days ago

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hi! can i request an angela giarratana x reader where courtney, amanda, and chanse try to get r and angela together? r isnt sure if angela likes women and angela isnt sure if r likes her, but its VERY obvious they like each other? tyy

Title: Party Kiss

Angela Giarratana x Fem! Reader

Request: Yes | No

author’s note: omg thank you for requesting this! I was waiting to write an Angela fic!

MASTERLIST

Angela and Chanse were getting ready for the Smosh office party. Work ended early for everyone to go back home and have time to get ready. They both decided to get ready at his place since it was closer to the office.

“Did you see her today? She looked so so pretty holy shit”

“Listen bitch, if you don’t go up front with your feelings, I will tell her myself” Chanse spoke to Angela, picking up two different hangers to see what shirt he would wear for the party.

“Please don’t I’ll absolutely cry myself to sleep if she rejects me” Angela begged falling on her knees, clasping her fingers together.

“Reject? I swear you’re so blind when it comes to seeing her act around you, this is a lost cause”

Chanse sighed before taking his phone and texting rapidly. He had an idea in order for Angela to stop moping around—he was getting tired of her overthinking too much of being ‘rejected’. Anyone with eyes could see the feelings were mutual, well besides both of them apparently.

He opened his messaging app and looked for Courtney’s number, he started asking if she would join the office party, once he got his answer which was a yes, he started telling Courtney about hopefully getting the two to confess their feelings towards each other and finally let the office be quiet for once.

________

“Angela wearing that white tank top today did things to me” I said to Courtney, knowing she was tired of me.

They sighed and put their hand on my shoulder “I’m telling you she has a huge crush on you, I’ve never seen Angela act like this towards anyone”

“Stop it, I told you already that I don’t know if she likes women or not” Sighing from defeat “It would be so awkward to tell her how I feel just for her to tell me she wasn’t into girls”

Courtney’s phone buzzed in her pocket, taking their phone out before typing on her screen.

I continued getting ready, letting her reply to whoever she was typing that rapidly to.

“Are you ready to go?” Courtney asked, taking their purse and ruffling her hair.

“Yeah, let’s go” I replied, straightening my clothes and looking at my face from the mirror one last time to check my makeup had no smudges.

________

We could hear the loud bass from outside the building. As we entered the building, the music was echoing. Courtney and I both got greeted by Anthony and Ian, pointing at the table with drinks and food prepared.

Both of us got a red solo cup and poured a punch. We both danced for a while before Courtney was taken away by Shayne.

“I’ll catch up with you later! Be safe, okay?” They yelled, I couldn’t quite hear them that well from the music.

I eventually was stuck in a conversation with Damien, about how his recent anime voice acting was doing.

He left for a bit to use the restroom. I was alone standing near the corner of the space where the party was held—I looked around the crowd until I made eye contact with her.

Angela was next to Chanse and Amanda, I felt my heartbeat quicken, seeing her cute quirky smile made me follow her facial expression. She raised her cup and winked.

I was then pulled away, looking at whoever was pulling me, It was Courtney. “Bathroom Break!”

________

Courtney was putting her lip gloss on her lips. “Give yourself the opportunity to tell her” She closed her lip gloss tube and turned to look at me.

“It’s now or never”

I sighed heavily, knowing I can’t get out on this one now “Maybe, you know, waiting for the right time?”

“Now or never”

They grabbed my arm and we went outside the bathroom to immerse ourselves in the party again.

“Court, there you are! I need you for a sec!”

“Yeah we totally need you”

Both Chanse and Amanda, grabbed Courtney by their arms away and walked away “Great, alone again”

“Are you feeling alright?” I turned to the owner of the voice—seeing Angela, still holding her solo cup.

“Yeah, I’m okay, Chanse and Amanda just dragged Courtney away from me that’s all”

Angela hummed before taking a sip from her cup. "Can I tell you something?”

We both made eye contact again and felt my face heat up.

“I don’t have the balls to do this if we were alone but I like you a lot—actually love you. Ever since we started working together and hanging out a lot, I knew I was feeling something for you, you’re way out of my league and we can pretend this didn’t happen if you don’t feel the same”

“I thought you weren’t into girls that’s why I never made a move on you” I chuckled “turns out, we were just idiots”

We both laughed and she held my hand, interlocking our fingers together, staring into each other's eyes.

“Can I kiss you? Please”

Next thing I knew, we were basically making out in front of the bathroom. It felt like it was just us in this big building.

I pulled away first and smiled. “You’re perfect”

“Not to interrupt you guys but I really need to use the bathroom” Angela and I turned to the direction of the voice and found Arasha holding her stomach.

Angela and I laughed, she gestured to the bathroom door like a butler. “This way

Madam”

“Let’s go to my place, more privacy”

“Sure thing, babe”

I got a hundred missed call from Courtney the next day.

Thanks to Angela, I'm 20 bucks richer xoxo Courtney

#smosh fanfiction #smosh fic #smosh x reader #fanfiction #fanfic #smosh imagine #angela giarratana x reader #angela giarratana

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cloverrwritess · 8 days ago

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Title: BREAKING NEWS | part 4

Ian Hecox x Fem!Padilla! Reader

Request: Yes | No

note: this is the end of the fem! padilla! reader series! 🫶🏻

MASTERLIST

We started giving out hints to our fans while filming for youtube like pairing together in teams, whispering in each other's ears and laughing, and sitting next to each other all the time when we were scheduled for videos together.

Ian and I started posting on instagram with pictures of us.

ianhecox ✔️

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ianhecox ✔️ she said "happy hour on a tuesday" @namepadilla

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user1638 they’re not even hiding their relationship at this point

-> user1739 right lmaoo

user0486 been waiting since 2018 for this to happen

angelagiovanagiarratana and none of yall invited me???

-> ianhecox sorry only both of us got the invitation

co_mill invite shayne and I next time!

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namepadilla ✔️

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namepadilla ✔️ forced him to buy sylvanian families with me ☺️

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co_mill adorable omggg

-> namepadilla right!

shaynetopp its so tiny

-> ianhecox like you lol

-> shaynetopp guess who's leaving smosh the second time

anthonypadilla interesting...

-> user9492 OHHHHHHH

-> user2918 they haven't told him 🫣

user2103 this is like watching shourtney all over again

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Ian and I were giggling on his bed just reading the comments on our recent posts.

“We might need to tell a certain someone about our relationship” I played with his hair and stared into his eyes.

“You mean Anthony? I really don’t want to get my ass beat by him, we already reconciled like a married couple who almost got divorced”

I chuckled “I don’t want to be the reason why he leaves again”

“Don’t think like that. He will support us, I'm sure of it”

________

I texted Anthony a day later to join me for lunch in a restaurant near the smosh hq. I felt my hands get sweaty just thinking of telling him about Ian and I’s relationship.

Once he arrived, we gave each other a hug before we sat down and ordered what we wanted to eat.

“So I have some news for you” I played with my food on the plate from how nervous I was on telling him.

“Let me guess, you and Ian?”

I closed my mouth and stared at him while slowly nodding my head up and down.

“Listen, I’m not mad, I’m actually so happy for you guys. I’ve seen how Ian has been tiptoeing his feelings towards you for years now, I knew one day he wouldn’t be able to keep it to himself” Anthony shrugged his shoulders and grinned.

“We’re all adults now, you know how much I care for you and I want the best for you, I know he will treat you better than your other exes did”

I heart felt full from how much Anthony was so supportive. “Thank fuck, I thought I was going to be the reason about Ianthony breaking up again”

We both laughed and spend the entire lunch hanging out.

________

Going back home after telling my brother about my relationship with his best friend felt like a thousand pounds were taken away from my shoulders.

I unlocked the door from Ian's place with a key he gave me and put my jacket on the clothing rack before closing the door.

I saw Ian sitting on the couch, watching the tv—a cooking show was playing. "Hey, I'm back"

I walked towards him and gave him a kiss on his forehead. "How was your day?"

"It was great, how did it go with Anthony?"

I played with his hair "It went great, better than I thought it would"

"Told you, he won't mind. You need to stop overthinking too much"

"I know"

________

The next day, we both decided to finally hard lauch our relationship on social media.

ianhecox ✔️

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ianhecox ✔️ kept these pictures from years ago, knew it would important one day. @namepadilla

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co_mill is this a confirmation or…

-> ianhecox yes

-> namepadilla yes

shaynetopp finally holy shit

phatchanse @angelagiovanagiarratana pay up

-> angelagiovanagiarratana fuck you

user3940 just opened instagram and now my day is better

tomeybones congrats guys!

anthonypadilla treat her right or I’m leaving smosh again and taking her with me

-> ianhecox on god

-> namepadilla that just gave me an ick never say that again

arashalalani_ mom and dad omg

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namepadilla ✔️ took you years to finally man up @ianhecox

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anthonypadilla brother in law?

-> namepadilla jesus christ

-> ianhecox 🫣

co_mill YESSSSSSSS

shaynetopp look at this old couple

angelagiovanagiarratana sobbing hard right now

user3048 NOT ANTHONY COMMENTING BROTHER IN LAW 😭🤍

-> user2048 RIGHT I’m actually crying

user1098 I basically grew up watching Ian fall in love with [reader]

erindougal the office were making bets, thank you for making me rich this week

spennser I can finally stop cutting out multiple clips of you guys giggling like highschool couples. So happy for you guys.

filmingamanda mom and dad of smosh ft. anthony

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Seeing everyone so supportive of our relationship made me so happy, I can’t wait where the future takes me now that I have him on my side.

[End]

#smosh fanfiction #smosh fic #smosh x reader #fanfiction #ian hecox x reader #fanfic #smosh imagine

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cloverrwritess · 9 days ago

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Title: “Toucans”

Spencer Agnew x Fem! Reader

Request: Yes | No

note: I came across a tiktok video on my fyp and it made me inspired to write here on tumblr

here is the link for y'all to see

also thank you so much for the love you guys gave for my first Spencer fic! 🫶🏻

if anyone is confused by the joke, there is an explaination at the end of the story.

warnings: boob joke 🏃‍♀️

MASTERLIST

Another day, another filming day for Board AF video. The theme for today was 1950’s glamour and my costume was a velvet red halter neck dress. I was sitting down on a chair, while some of the crew was doing my makeup and hair for the video.

I was scrolling through instagram when I heard a catcall whistle behind me. Turning my head—I saw Angela wearing a tuxedo with her hair slicked back.

“Damn okay you look good” She said, staring at my whole outfit “That dress was made for you holy shit, I mean that in a platonic way”

“Not bad yourself, Mr. Giarratana” I tipped my imaginary hat to her, laughing.

“Everyone, filming is about to start in 2 minutes let’s go” Emily peeked her head at the divider. “Looking good [name]”

“Stop I can’t handle all these compliments”

I checked my outfit and hair at the big mirror, straightening any wrinkles and fluffing my hair a bit. I pushed the halter dress up to my chest to make sure it was secured well before walking towards the set.

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“Oh my god look at you Ms. Stunning Model” Courtney clapped, hyping me up.

“You should honestly sign up for a modeling agency babes”

I chuckled “No way, none of the models would get my humor like you guys do, besides smosh is my home”

Shayne, Angela, Spencer, Courtney and I finally settled down and got into character before the cameras started rolling.

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“My god the photographers couldn’t stop taking pictures of me while I was walking here” I dramatically sighed, while looking at the cards in my hand.

Angela lost the first round and we decided to do another one again.

“Spencer, press the button twice or scream out ‘I love eating ass’ really loud” Laughing at the dare I chose for him.

I turned my attention to him—realizing he wasn’t listening to me. His eyes were focused on something. I followed the direction before noticing he was staring at my chest.

I snapped my fingers to get his attention, He finally snapped out and we made eye contact.

“Hey! my eyes are up here”

“Sorry what did you say? It was something about cans”

This made the other three burst out in laughter, with Shayne holding his stomach and Angela falling from her chair from laughing too hard.

“Stop looking at my toucans sir, that is highly inappropriate” I got into character, yet giggling from getting him caught on camera.

“Sorry sorry, It was staring at me first” He put his arms up in a defeated pose.

“I’ll let you stare at them whenever you want Spencer, just ask”

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authors note: this story was also inspired by that smosh mouth episode where amanda was wearing a cardigan with toucans (the bird) design and fixed it since the lace of her bra was showing.

since the boobs are also referred to as “cans” so having two makes it “two cans” and it sounds like “toucans”. 🥫

#smosh fanfiction #smosh fic #fanfic #smosh x reader #smosh #spencer agnew x reader #spencer agnew #fanfiction

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cloverrwritess · 10 days ago

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heyyy could you write queerplatonic ian x m!reader having a movie night together? maybe with some cuddles and ian nerding out over whatever film they’re watching? /nf

Title: Rest

Platonic! Ian Hecox x M! Reader

(Can be also read as GN! Reader)

Request: Yes | No

authors note: thank you for this request! I’m not an expert at writing m!readers and afraid to butcher it but I hope you like this one anon! I chose ‘Titanic’ since I don’t usually watch a lot of English movies. 🙇‍♀️

warning: one really bad titanic joke (as Ian would definitely make one)

MASTERLIST

It was finally the end of the month where smosh hq takes vacations after filming multiple videos for different channels. I asked around the cast and crew if anyone would be down for a movie night but almost all of them had their own to do—Luckily Ian gladly took the offer and said he had nothing to do and said he would be the one in charge of the snacks.

I cleaned up my apartment and made the living room a sleepover mansion, with many pillows that could be made into a pillow fort and lots of blankets to keep us warm. I lit up a scented candle, adding to the cozy vibe. I looked at my reflection on my wall mirror and fixed up my hair and straightened my clothes.

I heard my doorbell ring and walked towards the door and took a look at the peephole to make sure It was Ian and not some stranger. Unlocking the door, we greeted each other with a side hug and helped him bring the snacks he brought to the coffee table.

________

“Wow you really decked out in the decorations, the candle adding a nice touch” Ian said and sat on the couch, letting himself get comfortable.

“Thanks man, I wanted to add a cozy vibe to the place. Do you want to choose the movie we’re going to watch or should I pick one randomly?” TV remote in hand, I opened my Netflix and looked through different movies we could watch.

“Um, how about Titanic? I heard from the others you haven’t watched that one yet? He shrugged his shoulders, holding a pillow to his lap.

“You sure? I heard from others it’s emotional but after seeing so many memes on the internet for years, I don’t think I’ll take this movie seriously”

“Yup, go for it dude”

________

We sat down, leaning ourselves on the couch while eating the snacks he brought. I had to pause the movie for a little while to get us some drinks and continued.

I had an idea in my head to break the silence. I positioned myself the same way Rose did while Jack was drawing a portrait of her.

“Ian, paint me like one of your french girls” I wiggled my eyebrows, putting my hand up to my temple, doing a dramatic pose.

That made him pause and start mimicking the way Jack did and kept looking up from his imaginary paper.

“Hmm yes yes, the proportions are totally good”

That made me grab a pillow and smack him with it. “I better look good or else”

“Ow! Be careful, I have old bones, you know that” Ian put his arms up, covering his face from the pillow.

We had our fair share of laughter and before we focused on the movie again. We weren’t nearing the end of the move when I felt my eyes feel heavy.

I felt my head start bobbing—trying to hide how tired I was getting.

Ian must have seen me from his peripheral vision and turned to look at me “You can put your head on my shoulder you know, rest your eyes for a bit before we watch another movie. Waiting for the ship to sink does take a long time” He joked before tapping his left shoulder, signaling for me to put my head on it.

“Never make that awful joke ever again” I muttered, feeling the fatigue take over my body. I put my head on his shoulder and moved position a bit to make myself comfortable.

Ian pulled the blanket closer to me before putting his head on top of mine.

“Rest for a bit”

I finally felt my fatigue take over and closed my eyes.

#ian hecox x reader #m!reader #smosh imagine #smosh fic #smosh fanfiction #fanfic #smosh x reader #fanfiction

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cloverrwritess · 11 days ago

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 50 likes!

Thank you so much for the likes!! This gives me motivation to write more for you guys so please send requests you'd like me to write 🥹🫶🏻✨️

#50 likes #tumblr milestone #thank you #smosh fanfiction #smosh fic #smosh x reader

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cloverrwritess · 11 days ago

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Title: Dinner Posted | part 3

Ian Hecox x Fem!Padilla! Reader

Request: Yes | No

part one part two part four

MASTERLIST

I knew right after Courtney’s confrontation in my office, everyone would keep a close eye on our interactions. I sighed and continued to answer emails to pass time. I didn’t know how long I was focused on doing work till my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID and saw it was Ian.

“Hey what’s up?” I continued to scroll through important emails “Hi, It’s now 6pm and I’m waiting in my car, did someone give you a ride home?” He asked.

I immediately looked at the small clock on my table, it read 6:33pm. I turned off my computer and started shoving stuff inside my purse. I put my phone on my shoulder with my cheek pressing on the screen to keep it stable. “I’m actually still in my office, I didn’t realize how fast time went by, I’ll be right there” I walked out the room and locked the door while running to the exit whilst trying to listen through my phone.

I ran to his car and waved for him to notice me. Once I was sitting in the passenger seat, I sighed loudly. “I’m so sorry I didn’t realize time went by so fast, I was so focused on answering emails left and right, sorry for giving you a scare”

“Hey, hey It’s okay, don't apologize, we all get lost in the job at times” He rubbed my back trying to comfort me. “Let’s go get dinner in that new restaurant that just opened nearby, how about that?”

“Yeah that would be great"

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🔔 namepadilla ✔️ posted on instagram!

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co_mill Hanging out after work you say?

-> shaynetopp rightt

-> user8390 [shipname] is sailing?????

filmingamanda As he should be

phatchanse all I see is a queen being treated like a queen

anthonypadilla 🤨

-> user2949 OH???????

-> user2524 bro Ian out here making moves on your sister

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I turned off my phone and stared at Ian. I felt a smile creep onto my face just seeing him in front of me. “I want to say that everyone in the office is suspicious about us, I just want to let you know”

He wiped his face with a napkin to get rid of sauce and laughed “Who cornered you? Mine was Shayne”

“Mine was Courtney, I’m telling you they’re onto us” I continued to eat my food while hearing him talk.

For the rest of the night we ate our dinner and I decided to stay at his place for the night since I didn’t want him to drive me back home at 11pm.

For the past few days, I’ve noticed him buying similar skincare I have in my place, knowing he bought some for me to use at his place made my heart beat faster.

This man will be the death of me.

________

I was scrolling through instagram and felt his bed dip, I looked to my left and saw Ian staring at me, I turned my phone off and looked at him. “Sleepy already?”

He smiled and played with my hair “I know this is not the most romantic place to ask you, but can I be your boyfriend?” He squeezed my hands three times.

You can say the rest of the night was spent with kisses and cuddles till we fell asleep.

________

#smosh fanfiction #smosh fic #smosh fandom #ian hecox x reader #smosh imagine #smosh x reader

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cloverrwritess · 11 days ago

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hiiii!!! I was wondering if you could write a Spencer Agnew x fem!reader fic (or gender neutral) where it’s kinda a he fell first and he fell harder scenario? Like maybe he’s had a thing for reader for so long and reader is just so oblivious. Like he stares and always wants to sit next to her while shooting and always looks over at her after he cracks a joke even when not on camera to make her laugh? And maybe one scene is where they are filming tntl and he goes extra hard on a bit for her to make her burst out laughing? And in the end they end up together ofc after fans and other smosh coworkers both clearly see the longing and help them get together? Thanks!!! (Sorry if that was a lot lol)

Title: Another Office Couple

Spencer Agnew x Fem! Reader

Request: Yes | No

note: hello! thank you so much for this ask! he is such a sweetheart and makes the most funniest jokes. we need more spencer fanfics fr

warnings: one dirty joke for tntl, swearing

MASTERLIST

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It was another day of filming for the Smosh Games Channel, Spencer was scheduled to be part of another Gentlemen game. He was sipping on some Mountain Dew Kickstart when he heard multiple laughs to his left and turned to look.

He found her with Angela laughing together, he would thank whatever he did in his old life for being in the same job as her. He sees that she was already in her gentlemen's outfit before sitting right next to him. He felt his face heat him—not expecting her to sit beside him; he was used to her being in front of him.

He kept taking little glances at them till she noticed and smiled at him. “Hi Spencer, how was your lunch? I know you were too busy to buy and pick your lunch so I was the one that picked it for you, hope it was good”

His mind started to spin after knowing she was the one that picked his lunch for him. “Yeah, yeah It was great actually. The best food I’ve had in a while” Spencer felt himself start to jumble his words for how flustered he was. She raised her left eyebrow before smiling again and continued talking to him.

“I’ll be right back okay? I need to ask Alex something” He stood up before running towards Alex.

________

She followed him with her eyes and turned to look at Angela again. She saw how Angela was already looking at her with a certain facial expression. “What's that look for?”

“Really? "Oh the food was sooo good, It’s the best thing I’ve eaten in a while, AND you still can’t even see what I’ve been telling you?” Angela was whispering but it didn’t even sound like it from how frustrated she said it.

“What? He’s busy editing videos, he probably haven’t eaten right on time”

Angela rolled her eyes at what the girl in front of her said and slammed her hand on the table “I swear to god I’m going to smack you—”

“Woahhh I left for a few seconds and now you guys are killing each other”

________

Once the cast was all seated, they started filming and making improv bits and jokes for the video.

“I have dinner with my second husband later so we have to make this quick” I put my smoking pipe on my lips and looked at the others. Shayne was already losing his mind and couldn’t stop laughing.

“Hmm yes the council did put up an announcement you were looking for a third husband? I’d like to apply for that” Spencer said, still focused on playing Mario Kart.

The others immediately started to look at each other, basically communicating with their eyes away from both Spencer and his crush.

“Oh god, not again”

________

“I sweat so much wearing that stupid tuxedo” She was muttering things to herself while fixing her hair looking at the mirror and was getting closer to look at her makeup to see any damage from laughing and touching her face during filming.

Spencer was staring at her while he was next to Alex. “Dude you look so fucking creepy in my perspective right now”

He immediately looked at Alex and made a disappointed face. “Can you not say that please? You make me sound like a creep”

“I mean you kinda are from how much you stare at her like a weirdo”

“Shut up” Spencer nudge Alex with his elbow, signaling him to stop making fun of him

“Everyone in the office knows you like her dude, we’re all making bets when you actually start making moves on her”

“Fuck off”

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It was the next day where we were going to film a Try Not to Laugh. I was the first one to go first and had to make Shayne laugh, I did succeed while getting spit water combination on me because of him.

Finally it was my turn to sit down and patiently waited for anyone to make me laugh. Spencer came out of the divider and immediately kneeled in front of me.

He was wearing a black vest with fingerless gloves and a hat with a feather on it. He did a small bit before saying another line “I’m certified in Scuba, uh After Effects, and Cunnilingus”

That made me burst out into laughter and spit out the water from inside my mouth “Holy shit I wasn’t expecting you to say that while wearing that fucking outfit”

Spencer put his hands in the air as a winning pose for making me laugh. Others took turns before we ended the video.

“Did you like the Cunnilingus bit I did?” He rubbed the back of his neck while staring at her. “Are you kidding? That was so funny, I wasn’t expecting you to say that”

He felt flustered from her compliment.

While the two were busy talking to each other. Both Angela and Shayne were plotting on how to get Spencer to confess. They decided on the place where Winnie the dog always hides during Hide and Seek videos.

“I’ll get her and shove her there while you do the exact same thing for Spencer?” Angela whispered to Shayne, Courtney was next to him listening in. “Are you guys trapping both of them? Are you sure this will work?” They asked

“Yes 100%! We can finally rest from how much of a hopeless romantic he is for her, I’m so sick at this point”

It was finally lunch break when Spencer asked her to sit with him. Both were ready to sit down till they both felt hands on them and dragged into a room, they got shoved in together and heard the door lock. “Tell her or you’re not leaving, I am SICK seeing you guys being in love” Spencer guessed Angela was the one screaming.

“What do we do now?” He heard her say, confusion laced into her voice. He felt bad for her being dragged into this.

“Hey I’m sorry for dragging you in this situation, since we’re both stuck here and likely can’t get out unless I tell you something. I like you, and I mean like like you. I always make sure I sit next to you when we are scheduled in videos together, I always give you half of my Kickstar whenever you want a drink, and you know I never do that with anyone in the office” He bit his lips hoping he wouldn’t regret confessing his love to her.

She didn’t say anything until she took his hand and squeezed it three times, indicating she felt the same. “You know how shy I get talking about my feelings out loud but I like you too, I guess I’ve been overthinking how you don’t feel the same way as I do since we both work in the same company”

He leaned in “Can I kiss you right now? I really need to kiss you”

She nodded and there in the small space, they shared their first kiss.

They both got interrupted by a knock on the outside. “Hey are you guys done yet?? Lunch break is about to end in like 10 minutes” Angela screamed from outside.

They both sighed and she grabbed his arm before yelling for Angela to open the door.

“Thank God, Shayne was tired of gripping the handle so you guys can’t escape”

“Another office couple everyone!”

#smosh fanfiction #smosh x reader #spencer agnew x reader #spencer agnew #smosh fic #fanfiction

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