every time i look at shayne's story i start crying again because this guy. this fucking guy who thought his career was over in his 20s. who joined smosh as a 'last resort', as a defeat of sorts as he mentioned many times. this guy. who met. his coworker at thE FUCKING AUDITION. WHO SAID SEE U AT WORK. AND THEN HE SAW THEM AT WORK. AND THEN THEY WERE SHIPPED. ANd they never dated, never realised they had something, probably due to all the pressure. later shayne mentions 'investing into his friendships' more than relationships as advice for finding the one. she mentions when he made her a care package when they were sick, and it proabably didn't occur to them for a while until shit slowed down during the pandemic, until there were less eyes on everyone. this guy who mentions being bad at dating. these guys who made a whole show about being 'bad at dating'. this guy who didn't know what to expect at smosh but made it spark up again, who helped shape it and make it what it is though hard work and immense dedication, mET THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE AT SMOSH. NO. HE MADE SMOSH WHAT IT IS WITH HER. THE PILLARS OF SMOSH. AND THIS GUY. IS NOW. FUCKING MARRIED TO THEM?? THEY'RE MARRIED???? WHAT THE FUCK
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i didn't even realise that neil grabs jean's sleeve before he leaves the car when he tells him grayson won't bother him again. his sleeve !!! because he knows not to touch him without warning. the same way he does for andrew. i'm literally about to cry on the train. neil josten the boundary-respecting consent king you are !!!
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Virgin Nanami
You notice him one day walking into the book shop you work at. He’s browsing through all the high fantasy novels and though he’s got headphones on you can hear the music blasting.
You wonder how he can read or focus with it that loud. Chuckling to yourself you walk over and tap his shoulder asking if you can help him find anything.
That’s how you end up getting his number and bonding over music.
The first time you hang out he’s sitting on your bed in your college dorm.
“I bet you were super popular in high school”
“No I was a dork for sure”
“A fit guy like you? Stop being modest”
“No really, I was never as strong or smart or cool as my class mates. I went to a tiny school too”
“Well you’re cool to me” you say shyly, a faint dusting of pink on your cheeks.
“Thanks” he looks away with a smile tugging at his lips.
“Yeah”
And before he leaves after the hang out you lean over and kiss his lips. It’s not his first kiss but maybe the first one he feels deeply about. Your hand rests on his chest and his finds yours on the bed as you both lean in.
And the next time he sees you he’s so self conscious of his every move. Until you seemingly inch closer, until you’re nuzzled into his side.
Warmth taking over both of you. And .. has he bulked up? Maybe it’s just your brain but you can’t help it. He’s so polite and bulking up would be an insane choice for someone so sweet and interesting as him.
And you can’t help when your lips find each others again. Softly and slowly turning into a deep kiss that melts into you both pawing st each other and panting.
Until you stop and whisper into the crook of his neck that you’re a virgin. But he says “that’s okay.. so am I”
And you’re blushing but not ready to go further “maybe another time we can do this again? But I’m just not ready for that”
“That’s fine” he replies simply. As if waiting is all he would do if you asked. Forever.
One day when you’re just simply listening to music and sitting next to Nanami in your bed, head resting on his shoulder. His hand slides between your thighs and it’s over for you. You’d been contemplating why you were waiting since you were so head over heels for him.
So you open your thighs and his attention perks up. Humming, he turns to you and kisses your neck, nuzzling into you. His hand sliding up your neck and pulling you into a desperate kiss.
Your first time together is sloppy and quick. But it’s special and with the man you love.
Plus you guys have so much time to learn together.
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