#Keith leak jr imagine

[blitzedbratart]

Smosh @ Renaissance Faire

[sassylegshayne]

finally made a masterlist of my works! all series will be linked with a masterlist of their own!

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support your local caffeine dealer

a long, slow burn, strangers to friends to lovers, mutual secret pining fic in which Shayne, a regular of yours, and you, a barista, fall hard and fast into love.

idiots present: how to fall in love with your best friend

you and shayne are convinced you're just friends, your friends help convince you guys otherwise.

buff baby

you find out you're pregnant and have the perfect plan on how to tell shayne.

can't take my eyes off of you

shayne likes teasing you since you like to look at him so much, that couldn't cause anything, right?

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆ spencer agnew ⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆

marry me, idiot.

another long, slow burn, chaptered fic. this time, you and Spencer, your best friend and coworker, find yourself in a fake engagement. the both of you are harboring secrets that are bound to come out with these weird circumstances you're stuck in.

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆ damien haas ⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆

cat distribution system

you can't stop hearing meowing. no, seriously, there is definitely a cat outside.

[writingthethought]

This is so freaking cute 🥲😭

[sweetdreamsshifter]

Hey guys! Please, please, PLEASE send in requests! I'm in desperate need for writing time, but I have no inspiration. Here's the people/characters I'll write for that I can think of. If someone isn't on the list, just ask, and I'll try to deliver! I'll possibly post a prompt list as well.

WHAT I WON'T WRITE: SMUT, ABUSE, PEDOPHILIA, RACISM, HOMOPHOBIA

(If any of these themes are present in a shows storyline, then there will be a warning in each story and a cut of where)

With that, enjoy!

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Smosh:

- Literally anyone in the cast/crew, new or old Smosh (Reader will be aged up, duh)

Stranger Things:

- Eleven

- Mike

- Dustin

- Will

- Lucas

- Max

- Steve

- Billy

- Jonathan

- Nancy

Teen Wolf:

- All the characters :)

Umbrella Academy:

- All the Hargreaves children. (Anything with Five will either be aged up or reader will be aged down)

Harry Potter:

- All characters (Golden Trio Era, Marauders Era)

[smloshie]

“Again and Again”

A Shayne Topp x Reader imagine

Word count: 3357

A/N: yo what’s up, another poorly written Shayne one shot.

So I know most of this stuff is inaccurate to the actual events that took place/sleeping arrangements/etc., but that’s the wonder of fan fiction! I can do whatever the fuck I want! In this one, Shayne goes on a quest to become a living Ken doll and cuts his dick off.

I’m kidding, that’s terrible. Sorry, I’m not funny.

Synopsis: During Smosh Winter Games, your boyfriend of 2 years breaks up with you over text. Shayne tries to assure you that everything will turn out okay. Angst and slight fluff.

TW: cursing, Wes

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When you were asked to be part of the crew for the Smosh Winter Games, you ecstatically accepted. What could be better than going to stay at a huge-ass log cabin with a ton of your closest friends?

The morning that you were meant to leave, you woke up without a single hesitation. You swiftly got dressed into one of your favorite shirts, a flannel, and jeans. You didn’t really have any other options as most of your clothes were packed into your suitcase, which was waiting by the door for you. You grabbed a granola bar from your pantry and ate it for a quick breakfast while pulling out your phone to call your boyfriend, Ethan. After 3 rings, he picked up.

“Hello?” His groggy voice came through your phone’s speaker.

“Hey! I’m leaving my place now so,” you grabbed your water bottle to fill it up, balancing your phone in between your shoulder and ear, “I just wanted to call you to let you know that I love you and I’ll see you when I get back!”

“Okay.” He sounded kinda off to you. He was either tired or irritated, but you were in too good of a mood to let his ‘I’m not going to tell you what’s wrong, but I want you to ask and make sure I’m okay’ attitude get to you.

“Uh, alright then! I’ll... see you in a few days!

-

Everyone was asked to be at the office relatively early, since it was a pretty long drive ahead of you. You and your luggage were escorted to a van. You ended up riding in what became, “Awesome Car One” and rode with Wes, Sohinki, Lasercorn, and Shayne. Before you knew it, you were off on the road trip to Big Bear Lake. After about 30 minutes of driving, a vlog camera was passed around and shoved into your face.

“(Y/N)! What are you most excited for?” Lasercorn asked, his eyes wide with anticipation.

“Sledding, a hundred percent! I used to do it as a kid but since it doesn’t snow in California, I haven’t done it since I moved out here.” You explained

“Okay, I didn’t need your entire damn life story.” He replied bringing the camera back to face him.

“Don’t be so mean, she was just reminiscing!” Wes came to your defense.

“Thank you, Wes!” You smiled at him. You felt your phone vibrate and looked down to see a text from Sarah.

Olivia just got car sink and threw up on the side of the road

*sick

You laughed and remembered part of the conversation you all had earlier.

“Hey, you guys remember how we were talking about Olivia not surviving in the cold?” You asked. They all murmured ‘yes's and ‘yeah’s.

“Well apparently she just threw up on the side of the road because of motion sickness,” you laughed.

“Oh shit, is she okay?” Shayne laughed slightly.

“Probably!” You shrugged your shoulders.

-

After hours of driving, you and everyone else finally arrived at the log cabin (or mansion.) You hopped out of the car and started to stretch. Being in a cramped car for a few hours straight was pretty rough on the joints.

You headed behind the van to help unload your group’s luggage. Shayne pulled your suitcase out for you and handed it to you.

“Thank you, kind valet!” You took the case from him and smiled.

“Valet? I thought I’d at least be butler status by now…” he said, looking disappointed as he grabbed his own bag from the back.

“Maybe some other day. Just not today,” you laughed. The two of you began to walk towards the front door of the cabin. Sarah walked up next to you guys.

“Hey guys! (Y/N), we’re staying downstairs,” She said. She wasn’t carrying anything, so you assumed she had already settled in.

“Okay, awesome- oh, wait! How’s Olivia doing?” You asked.

“Oh right, did she throw up anymore?” Shayne tagged on to your question.

“Yea, yea. She’s fine! Actually, she literally started complaining about being hungry immediately after she threw up so…” Sarah responded. You giggled at her seemingly quick recovery.

Once you stepped into the place, you looked around for the staircase that would lead downstairs.

“It’s this way,” you heard a voice say behind you. You turned and saw Shayne smiling at you, standing in front of the staircase. You smiled back and followed him down the stairs.

“Jesus Christ, the size of this place is kinda terrifying…” You nervously laughed and looked around at all the log and stone decorations. You were pretty sure you even saw fake bear skins hanging from some ceiling beams.

“Yea, but it’s kinda really awe-“

“Y’know this huge-ass mansion is basically built on stilts, so it could all come down at any second!” Lasercorn came in, interrupting Shayne. He looked at him, disapprovingly.

“Shut up, we’ll be fine.” Shayne placed his hand on the wooden wall and leaned back casually. The floorboards above you guys creaked, causing Shayne’s eyes to widen and Lasercorn’s smile to grow.

“Yea, I’m sure we’ll be fine…” he laughed and walked away, leaving just you two in the room.

“I don’t know who else is staying in this room, but I’m for sure calling the top bunk.” You said, chucking your suitcase to the top of a bunk bed with the might of Zeus.

Shayne laughed, “I guess I’ll go bottom bunk then.” He placed his bag on the bed underneath yours.

“Shayne Topp is now… Shayne Bottom…” you whispered to yourself. Shayne heard you.

“That joke sucked.”

-

After everyone settled into their rooms, beds, and spaces, a few of you decided to go to the living room and hang out with each other. Pizza was ordered, drinks were had, people were testing out the hot tub, and the whole night was just like a big family reunion. It was rare that you all were in the same place at the same time, so you just kind of looked around the room and took it all in. Your thoughts were soon interrupted by Shayne's presence. He hopped up and sat on the back of the couch, behind you. You looked up at him and smiled.

“Hey,” you said, casually.

“I wanna play ping pong but I need another player; you down?” He asked you, raising an eyebrow.

You laughed, “Sure, but I’m kind of a natural Forrest Gump at ping pong.”

He called your bluff, “Yea, okay. Sure.” The two of you giggled as you headed to the game room.

-

After 4 matches, the two of you were tied up.

“Loser has to put his dick in a mound of snow.” You said, playfully.

“Wh- hey! Are you assuming that you’re going to win?” He defensively raised his hands.

“Is it really an assumption if it’s so obviously going to happen?” You quipped back.

“I- what?” He shook his head, “whatever, I’m into snow anyway. She’s my babe.”

You giggled as you bounced the ping pong ball and hit it gently towards him. He hit it back. You hit it at him, he hit it back. This went on for a while, (y‘know, like a game of ping pong?) Eventually you did whatever the ping pong-equivalent of spiking was. It bounced so hard on his side of the table that it ended up flying over his head. Your mouth formed an O and your arms shot up as he failed to hit the ball back.

“OOHHH SHIT! Have fun catching hypothermia, frosty dick!” You teased.

“You were serious? I thought you were kidding…” Shayne whined.

“Okay so maybe don’t pull down your pants and do it, but you gotta put snow down the front of your pants.” You reasoned. Shayne groaned.

“Fine, I’ll be right back.” He stepped out of the room to run and get a handful of snow from outside. While he was gone, you decided to check your phone. You saw that you had a text from Ethan so you unlocked your phone to read it.

Honestly, you were expecting a ‘good night’ text, as it was pretty late. Instead, your eyes focused on the words ‘I’m sorry’ in a sea of other words and phrases. Phrases like ‘it’s just getting too hard’ and ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ and ‘I hope we can still be cool after this.’ Your stomach dropped.

Was this really happening?

Shayne burst into the room, interrupting whatever thoughts were racing through your mind.

“Okay, I’m back! I had to run past everyone before the snow melted, so that’s going to be fun to explain later.” He was almost out of breath, “you ready?”

Like a switch was flipped, your face lit up as you turned to face him.

“I think the real question is, are you ready?” You laughed, trying to wash what just happened out of your brain

-

You woke up the next morning on the top bunk. Normally, your first instinct would be to check your phone, but last night’s events suddenly came flooding back. You decided to hold off on checking the phone for now. Instead you just laid on your back, staring at the ceiling. You went on like that for a while before realizing that the room you were in was eerily quiet. However, you could hear voices coming from upstairs. Everyone must have been awake already. Though you were dreading it, you leaned over to check the time on your phone. 11:34 A.M. You were all going to go sledding at 12, but in all honesty, you didn’t think you could. You really wanted to get your mind off of Ethan, but you also wanted to stay isolated so that you could have time to process your feelings. Almost on cue, as always, Shayne entered the room.

“Are you still sleeping?” He asked. He stepped onto the second leg of the ladder leading to your bunk, and peered over the edge to look at you.

“No I’m awake, just… hanging out.” You responded, trying to sound as normal as possible.

“Oh, okay. Well get ready! We’re finally going sledding!” He excitedly shook your blanket and jumped down from the ladder.

“Uh- actually, Shayne?” You called out. He turned to you.

“Yea?”

“Just, um… I don’t know if I’m really- y’know I’m just really not… I’m not really feeling sledding right now.” You managed to say. He looked confused.

“Really? But you were so excited! Are you sure?” He had a right to be confused. He knew you wouldn’t skip out on what you had been looking forward to most. At least, not for no reason. But not only did he know when something was wrong, he also knew your limits and when you really didn’t want to talk about something.

“Yea, maybe later today.” You pulled your blankets up over your shoulders.

“Okay then… is there something bothering you that I should know about? Anything at all?”

You sniffled silently. You prayed he didn’t hear that, “No, no… I’m totally fine! Just y’know sometimes people just don’t feel like doing stuff.” You tried to justify yourself in the most vague but reasonable way possible. Shayne finally decided to let it go.

“Okay,” he began to walk towards the door but hung back in the doorway, “See you later then?”

You were near tears, so you didn’t want to verbally answer. So instead you nodded, but remembered he probably couldn’t see you. You shot a thumbs up into the air for him to see. He hummed in acknowledgement before closing the door and heading back upstairs.

This shit really hurt. Not only did you just get broke up with by someone that you were planning a future with, but you had to keep it hidden from everybody. You didn’t want to be the one to ruin everyone’s time and make their fun getaway into some comfort-fest, where you were the guest of honor.

Tears streamed down the sides of your face. You rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but you just couldn’t. Instead you put in your earbuds and listened to some music, while staring at the ceiling. You stayed like this for a few minutes.

A few minutes turned into a few hours.

A few hours turned into the whole day.

Shayne came in after sledding to bring you some food, but you dismissed him. You told him you weren’t hungry. He didn’t believe you, but he could tell that you still weren’t ready to talk about whatever was bothering you yet. He wanted to give you time.

-

Everyone eventually filed into their rooms and bunks to get ready for bed and go to sleep. The lights went out and people started falling asleep. You couldn’t sleep, so you quietly got out of bed and walked up the creaking wooden stairs and into the kitchen.

It was sweet of Shayne to bring you food earlier, and you regretted turning it down. As you opened the fridge, your stomach growled. It was pretty loud, considering the house was quiet. Every once and a while you’d hear giggles, snores, coughs, and other various noises.

You grabbed the milk jug out of the fridge and gently placed it on the counter behind you before tip-toeing to the cabinet and opening it carefully. You made yourself a bowl of cereal. You sat down at one of the kitchen island’s stools and began eating, though something felt off. You felt a presence in the room. You slowly turned your head and looked into the pitch-black doorway that led to the living room. You saw a shadowy figure staring back at you.

“Hey Shayne.” You directed your attention back to your bowl. He approached you with a smile.

“Did I scare you?” He asked, casually assuming the position of leaning against the kitchen island, across from you.

“Not really, I knew it was you.” You shrugged with a silent laugh.

“What? How?”

“The outline of you is… distinguishable? I think that’s the right word. I dunno, muscular.” You paused. Was that weird to point out? I mean, everyone made jokes about his… buffness. Why were you thinking so much about this?

“Oh, why thank you!” His smiled grew and he looked down at his feet.

“Though, I will admit; I hardly recognized you without your beanie.” He looked back up at you and made a face.

“Well yea, it's… nighttime. I don’t sleep in it.” He laughed, “so are you going to tell me what’s up?” His smile quickly switched to a more caring demeanor. You couldn’t stop looking at his kind eyes and sweet smile. He really wanted you to be okay.

“Ethan… broke up with me.” You looked down. Saying it out loud was weird. The words fell out of your mouth and seemed to float in the air and hang in front of your face. The realization hit once more, and so did the crying. You blinked back tears, but each time you moved your eyelashes, more and more fell. You brought your hand up to your eyes and wiped your face. He wasn’t saying anything, so you looked up at him. His brows were furrowed and his jaw was clenched. You waited in silence for a while. He finally spoke.

“I always fucking hated that guy.” You didn’t know how to react to that. You couldn’t exactly be offended, but it was definitely a crude reaction. “Sorry, sorry. I just meant that- well… I just always got that weird feeling that he was going to hurt you.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” You wiped more tears away with your hand.

“Well… I always wanted to. I would overhear you talking about manipulative things he would do, but then the next day you were fine. And while I didn’t like seeing you hurt, I knew that it wasn’t exactly my place to talk.”

“That’s… bullshit.” You said. He seemed taken aback, “Sorry. I just- I get it. But I really wish you had said something. It would’ve been so much easier for me to end things from a friend telling me what they saw, instead of him ending things for seemingly no reason. I guess I’m just sick of losing people that mean a lot to me. I’m sick of forming relationships with people that leave me.”

He looked so sad to hear you say those words. You should’ve stopped there, but the floodgates were open. You began rambling like a frantic mess.

“How is someone as fucked up as me supposed to ever share myself with someone again? H-How do I know I can trust someone before I give a part of me away to them? How will I know they w-won’t leave me like everyone el-“

He cuts you off by grabbing your body and wrapping his arms around you. You hadn’t realized that during that time, he had circled the island and appeared by your side.

“Hearing you think like that is so… upsetting. I know I can’t say or do much to prevent you from thinking that way, but please- please just know that you still have your entire life to find the perfect person who will make you feel like you’re worth every second.” He seemed to plead with you. He was begging you to see yourself how he saw you.

In that moment, in that position… you realized you liked having his arms around you. The feeling it gave you was sheer perfection compared to how your ex made you feel. With your ear on him, you could hear his heartbeat and it was beating fast. You managed to stutter out a few words with your face pressed into his body.

“Thank you.” You removed your head from his chest, and looked up at him. You were met with his bright blue eyes. While you couldn’t hear his heartbeat anymore, yours became increasingly more noticeable to you. Your tears stopped falling, and time seemed to slow. His face inched closer to yours, and you tilted your chin up. You didn’t know what was happening, but it felt like a magnet was pulling you towards each other. Eventually, after what seemed like way too long for your liking, your lips connected.

You liked Shayne.

The two of you kept kissing, neither of you really wanted to stop. It grew increasingly more intense. This was something that Shayne had been waiting for. Not just for the kiss, but for you. His hands were placed firmly on your back, and slowly began to adjust to your body. Your hands ran through his hair, silent sighs escaping your mouth. What you were doing felt so good, but you knew it had to end. You pulled away slowly, and gently opened your eyes, where you were once again met with his.

“Sorry, that was way too soon. I shouldn’t have done that.” He began nervously running his hand through his hair. He looked kinda really hot like that...

“No it’s okay! That was good. I’m… good. I liked it.” You tried to keep him from overthinking it. He looked up at you with hope in his eyes.

“Really?”

“Yea really. I agree that the timing was kinda… poor. But it was a good thing that I would like to happen again.”

“Again?”

“Yea… again. As in, I would like to kiss you Shayne. Again… and again...” You smiled and looked down at your feet. He bit his lip to prevent an excited giggle from escaping. He cleared his throat in an attempt to keep his cool.

“Do you… want a hot drink?” He asked. You nodded.

-

The two of you spent the rest of the night, sitting on the couch and talking. About Ethan, about each other, about… everything. You held the warm mug of hot cocoa in your hands. You couldn’t drink it, your stomach wouldn’t allow you; there were way too many butterflies doing acrobatics in there. Eventually, the two of you decided to turn in for the night.

The next day came, and you went sledding.

[a-singleboat]

Just for Laughs

Word Count: 2.7k

Request:  Could you do a Noah fanfic with either the sixth or eighth prompt on Fake Family!? :) - anon

There were three things you knew about living in Los Angeles. The first was to never walk anywhere alone at night. Between the constant tourists and the fact that you were vertically challenged, it was easy for you to get lost in the crowd. The second was to never forget to bring your pepper spray with you--which you had. It was an honest mistake. In between rushing out of the house that morning and spilling lukewarm coffee on yourself, you figured you could allow that one slip up. 

The third thing you knew about living in Los Angeles, however, was that you could always call on your best friend to get you out of a sticky situation if you ever needed. 

So now, at two in the morning, you called him up and explained your situation. After wrapping up the closing shift at the bar, you realized that you had let the time slip away from you yet again. The trains stopped their service at one am, you knew that, but the tourists in the area didn’t. 

“Again,” you said, drawing your black cardigan closer to your body. “I’m really sorry about this, Noah. There were some late customers and Phil had already left for the night so I didn’t really know what to do and by the time I actually managed to kick them out, it was two.”

“It’s fine, Y/n,” he assured you over the phone. You heard the jangling of keys on the other side as a door closed, his car starting up not even a second later. “But you have to make this up to me.”

You shivered slightly in the November chill. While the weather during the day wasn’t terribly cold, the nights could prove hypothermic. 

“Fine,” you said, rubbing your arms to generate what little heat you could. “I’ll do whatever, thank you.”

“I’ll be there in ten,” he promised before hanging up. You slipped your phone back into the small bag you carried and drew your keys. If you didn’t have your pepper spray, you’d at least be able to defend yourself with the semi-sharp pieces of metal. 

Thankfully, you didn’t have to stab anyone that night. True to his word, Noah arrived ten minutes later, honking his horn twice. 

You clambered into his car, apologizing and thanking him profusely yet again. He waved you off, signaling to pull away from the curb. 

“It’s really okay, Y/n,” he said, setting off toward your apartment. “Besides, mom would kill me if I just left you to fend for yourself.”

You giggled. Mom. He was of course, referring to his own mother. After yours had died when you were very little, you had bonded with the strange boy that brought you flowers the day after the funeral. And while Denise couldn’t truly replace your own mother, she acted enough like her to gain the title. 

“So you know how I said you’d owe me?” Noah asked, finally pulling into his assigned parking space. 

You nodded. 

“Well…” he rubbed the back of his neck. “We’re doing recording for a Smosh Pit video next week and Courtney’s bringing her sister and I was thinking…”

“You want me to be your sister for the video as well,” you guessed, getting out of the car. He killed the engine and got out as well, locking the doors before the two of you headed toward the building. 

It was lucky that the two of you had managed to find a place with two vacancies. You were separated only by an older woman named Barbara and her three cats, which neither of you minded considering you were both avid cat people. 

The two of you walked up to your floor, the elevator being out of service for the time being. He told you a little more about the premise of the video, in which you and Courtney’s sister would essentially be going through embarrassing moments and videos of the two from their childhood. 

“So basically I get to make fun of you to your fans while they all think that I’m your biological sister?” you asked, key already in the door. You already knew you were going to say yes, after all, you owed him. You twisted the handle and removed the key, opening the door. “Am I getting paid?”

“Uh, yes,” Noah said. “If you agree to it, Ian, my boss, will send all the information to you and the paperwork and stuff as well.”

You propped the door open with one foot, reaching in slightly to hang your keys on the hook just inside your door. You held your hand out to the man, who gladly shook it. 

“I’ll be there,” you promised, inching into your apartment. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I wish to no longer reek of alcohol.”

Noah laughed. “Yeah, and other things.”

You hit him with your bag, not hard enough to hurt, and laughed as well. 

“Goodnight, Noah,” you said, waving to him.

“Goodnight, Y/n.”

A week later and you were really feeling the nerves. You’d gone to the address that Noah had sent you and after a brief reunion with Keith, you were buzzed in and brought up to the studios. There, you said hello to a few people you remembered from an event Noah had hosted in his apartment before being directed to where Noah’s desk sat. 

It wasn’t long before your best friend came and gathered you, wrapping you in his arms and messing with your hair. You swatted at him, telling him to back off before using your phone’s camera to fix the rat’s nest that he had created atop your head. You were’;t really annoyed, having spent no time doing your hair. The most you’d done that day was put a bit of product in to contain the frizz. 

Humidity really was not your friend. 

“You ready to go?” he asked, pointing over his shoulder with his thumb. “They’re pretty much ready for us.”

You stood up from his seat, grabbing your phone but leaving your bag. “You never told me exactly what you guys were filming today, Noah. Like, you said it was a Smosh Pit video but didn’t really explain what it was.”

Noah rubbed the back of his neck. “Well, there was a reason why I told you to bring an extra set of clothes.” 

Right. Last minute that morning, Noah had texted for you to bring an extra set of clothes. Just in case, he had stressed. 

“Basically, it’s like newlyweds but with sisters,” he explained, weaving through various equipment pieces and clothing racks. You’d worked in entertainment before, you know how chaotic behind the scenes could get. This was clean for a production day. “Sarah, one of our producers will ask us questions that we’ll try and answer. If we answer the same, we get a point. If we don’t, we don’t get a point.”

You tried to think back to who Sarah was. You knew Keith and Courtney, two of Noah’s work friends, but knew none of the rest of them. Sarah… She must have been the bubbly half American, half-Korean producer and Social Media manager that appeared in videos from time to time. 

“Seems simple enough,” you replied, bouncing on the balls of your feet as you waited next to him. You had stopped outside of the studio doors to wait for Courtney and her sister, Kari. Between the two of you, Kari had more Smosh appearances under her belt than you did--not that you had any to begin with. 

It didn’t take long for the sisters to arrive, Courtney greeting you with a massive hug while you and Kari settled for the, “hey, we just met but this is polite,” hug. 

“You never really explained why I needed to bring an extra set of clothes,” you said, poking Noah in the side. They had allowed you into the studio at that point.

“The losing team gets pied,” Courtney supplied, looking at Noah. “Why didn’t you tell your sister that you were getting pied?”

You looked over at Noah with an incredulous look. “Noah! I think that would have been important to know.”

“It just slipped my mind!” he defended himself, laughing as you swatted at him. Neither of you bothered to correct Courtney’s claim that you were siblings. You figured she knew and just referred to what everyone else called you.

You chatted a bit longer, just getting to know each other and get more comfortable with each other when someone came over to attach microphones to your person. You let them do their job, thanking them when they backed away. 

Another woman came over, this time dressed a little more like a show hostess. 

“I’m Sarah,” she introduced herself, holding out a hand for you to shake. You gave her your name, laughing at the comment she made about how you and Noah had different last names. 

“It happens sometimes,” you joked, shrugging your shoulders. You figured that at this point, if they didn’t know you weren’t actually related, you wouldn’t try to correct them. 

Soon enough, filming started and you were handed a whiteboard and a marker, an eraser sitting on the table between you and Noah. You listened as Sarah explained the rules of the game. In order to gain a point, the answers had to be correct, or had to be similar or even the same. If you don’t answer it right, you didn’t get the point. At the end of the game of three rounds, the losing team would be getting pied. 

“First question is for the Grossmans!” Sarah announced, turning slightly so she was facing you and Noah. “What is their star sign?”

You scribbled ‘Aquarius,’ knowing it right off the top of your head. You kept your eyes on your own board, only looking up at Sarah when you were finished. She called time and you both revealed your answers. 

“Aquarius,” Sarah read, looking at your board before moving to Noah’s. She read out your star sign, which you confirmed was correct, gaining the two of your a point. You gave Noah a high five as you went to erase your board. 

The game continued on, you getting almost every question right while Courtney and Kari practically tied you at every question. 

“Okay!” Sarah said, setting her cards down. “Here’s a tie breaker for the two teams. Whoever wins this will not be getting pied and, in fact, will be receiving this ten-dollar gift card to Starbucks that I stole from Matt Raub’s wallet earlier today.”

You laughed at the joke, laughing even harder when Matt Raub himself yelled, “Hey!” and then, “Not sponsored!” from off-stage. 

“Our last question is…” Sarah opened the glued-together piece of paper, reading the question before saying, “What’s a secret that only the two of you know?”

You looked over at Noah, silently asking how that was a question valid to the newlywed game. He just shrugged and picked up his marker, writing down his answer. You picked up your own marker and jotted something down as well. 

A few moments later, Sarah called time and you recapped your marker, setting it down on the table.

“Okay,” she said, clapping her hands together. “Since we started with Noah and Y/n last time, we’ll let Courtney and Kari go first this time.”

You watched as Kari turned her board around first, her secret scrawled on the whiteboard. 

“Um,” she said looking down at her answer. “I said a secret that the two of us shared was a time when we were exploring one day and Courtney had dropped her phone over the cliff. We told our dad that she’d actually just dropped it while walking and didn’t tell them about how we scaled the cliff to get it back.”

“No!” Courtney cried, flipping her board. “I said the time when I drove into the fence and you lied and took the blame for it because I didn’t have my license yet!”

All five of you laughed as Courtney told the story, playing up the humor for the cameras. 

“Well, Courtney and Kari,” Sarah said, frowning, “sadly you did not answer this correctly so we’re going to go to Noah and Y/n.” She turned to face the two of you. “Noah, Y/n. If you get this right, you will be crowned the winners. Are you ready?”

You nodded nervously, picking at the corner of the whiteboard. 

“I’m ready,” you affirmed, looking at Noah who replied the same. 

“Okay,” Sarah said, holding a hand out to you. “Y/n, please reveal your answer.”

You flipped the board, letting the cameras and the room read the words written there. 

“What?” Sarah asked in disbelief, reading the board. “Is this real?” 

You laughed. “Yes, this is real. Noah and I aren’t actually siblings.”

Noah turned his board around too, revealing that he had written the same thing. He laughed as Sarah fanned herself, playing up her disbelief for the camera. 

“We always joke we’re siblings, but someone didn’t realize we were joking,” you explained, laughing. You set the whiteboard down on the table. “So we were seeing how far we can carry this out and apparently twenty years is the answer.”

“We would’ve kept it going but we thought you guys had already caught on,” Noah said. “Sarah even made the last name comment earlier.”

“I was joking!” Sarah said, laughing. “I thought Y/n was married or something, I don’t know!”

You shook your head. “Marriage will not be anytime soon, but I appreciate you taking it with stride, Sarah.”

Everyone laughed, Courtney and Noah doing part of the video’s outro before the video cut out so they could rearrange the room so they could pie Courtney and Kari.

“Wait,” Sarah and Courtney stopped you from moving too far away from them. “So Noah and you aren’t really related?”

You laughed. “No, but his mom is basically my mom. We grew up next door to each other and instead of falling madly in love I got a really cool older brother that brings me to his job and gets me into videos.” 

They called for Courtney and Kari to stand on the tarp in the middle of the room, setting up the pies on the table in front of them. You met back with Noah, who had disappeared to use the bathroom, and linked arms with him, standing to the side. 

“Can I just say, I am so glad we’re not the ones getting pied today,” you joked, watching as Courtney and Kari were given ponchos that would try to save their outfits. 

“Same here,” Noah said, grinning as Courtney looked upset as she slipped the plastic poncho over her head. 

When they were finally set, Sarah waved Noah and you back onto the set. She handed each of you a pie, positioning you both in front of the sisters. 

You were paired with Courtney while Noah was put in front of Kari, pies at the ready. You listened as they did a mass countdown, squeaking out an, “I’m so sorry,” before pushing the pie into Courtney’s face. You held it there for a moment, moving it back and forth before letting it fall off her face. 

It splattered onto the floor, getting a bit on your shoes. You kicked the pie away from yourself, laughing as Courtney tasted a bit of the whipped cream. 

“This is really good,” she joked, scraping a bit off her cheek and sucking her finger into her mouth. 

You helped her clean the pie off her shoulders while Noah pied Kari, both of you laughing when the entirety of the pie somehow fell out of the platter and over Kari’s shoulders. 

“Thank you for watching!” Noah said, still laughing as he tried to clean some of the pie off Kari’s shoulders. “You can find Kari on Instagram at Karimiller and you can find Y/n at [instagram handle]!” 

“Thank you guys for coming and hanging out with us!” Courtney said, reaching over to hug her sister. Noah grabbed you in for a hug as well, waving at the camera as Matt Raub yelled, “cut!”

[smoshimagine]

~Mod Lilly (: -the pictures are owned by the smosh members, the tweet and edit of the pictures are mine- I hope you guys like it!

[iasip808]

Smosh Marching Band au?

it's marching season again soooo

ian is back field drum major/pep band drum major but before he was he marched clarinet. sings the loudest during hey baby & pretty fly. in charge of stretches & pt.

mari is front field drum major who plays baritone for pep. she occasionally stops by the low brass section to bully shayne since she was section leader the year before ahaha

lasercorn is def trumpet. he's a chaotic section leader who makes the section do lots of exercises that seem Very weird but they all help

joven plays the tenor sax and has the best technique on the whole field. him and sohinki are usually the last 2 left in drill downs.

sohinki is on horn/mellophone. runs runs runs!!! always complains about not being able to see mari or ian conducting because of the size of his bell. always wears gloves & cleans so his instrument is shinyyyyy

wes is in battery. he plays quads and is like the only one so he works real hard to get all the cadences down since they're all pretty much centered around him

boze is in pit. she plays aux so she has like gong and triangle. the bells are too heavy & tall for her to get to the field so she makes keith & noah do it

damien is alto sax. him and shayne compete to see who can play the loudest/longest and shayne is almost always louder but damien's air lasts longer

shayne plays tuba and got one of the new ones since the people they were meant for dipped on the marching band (maybe im projecting...). Very loud. also very good at horn snaps. another competition between him & damien is seeing who can count louder during band camp.

olivia plays piccolo. she often plays the highest notes she can into shayne's ear just to scare him. shayne usually screams as she scuttles away to her locker.

courtney is also in battery. bass tingz. she memorizes her own music and everyone else's cause she's beast like that.

noah is in the color guard. he's rifle!!! one year during a run through he accidentally hit courtney in the head with the end of his flag and the sound of it was in time with the music

keith is our front ensemble boy. he plays marimba and his fingers are all beat from using 4 mallets at a time. he also giggles a little when he hears boze hit the triangle in the show.

kimmy! she plays synth during show and has a cheat sheet on the piano of all the different effects she has to use during show but the judges can't see from all the way up there so she's allowed to use it. but she has it mostly memorized, its just for when the nerves kick in and the muscle memory fails.

[frogocado]

can you do #166 with noah?

166: “ Okay.. This is new. ”

this is focused around drug content (marijuana) and consent. While this is a p mild drabble, I wanted to give y’all a warning so you can all keep ya’selves safe. This is based on something that actually happened to me and my friends?? I just wanted to tell the truth somewhere u kno

You and Noah had been seeing each other the past few weeks after Keith had introduced you at a party. You had known about Noah from being friends with Keith, of course, but you were so removed from the internet scene that most times you saw your friend, there weren’t any cameras except those on each other’s phones. Noah would be scarce on those occasions, normally busy with other things. You weren’t sure if it was just the LA heat that made you feel so bubbly around him or the way his eyes would crinkle into a smile whenever he’d say your name. 

The best part about it? Keith didn’t mind when the three of you would be hanging out and he’d catch you and Noah looking at each other over his twists. 

Now that all of you were of age and legalization in California was a reality, you wanted to thank Keith for his matchmaking genius. And, with Noah having texted you earlier in the day, you figured an afternoon with your favorite boys was the only logical thing to do. Beyond your budding romance, Noah’s IGTV videos were slowly gaining in popularity and, Smosh was just getting started again. The three of you deserved this final weekend of summer.

After gathering your spoils, you and Keith traveled together to Noah’s place. When he answered the door, he grinned at both of you. “Hello, comrades. I have the entire afternoon planned.”

Keith held up the discreet paper bag and replied, “Sans the plan, bro. Your girl brought something special for us.”

“My girl?” Noah raised his eyebrows as Keith pushed his way into the house, kicking his shoes off at the door. Noah turned to greet you and you gave him a light kiss on the lips, his hands warm on your hips. “Planning? I’m not sure which part of that blows my mind more.”

Keith was emptying the bag on the kitchen counter as if they were artifacts meant for a museum. “You spoil us, Y/N.” Your friend grinned and shook his head as he rounded the counter and approached you and Noah.

In his hands was a chocolate bar. He broke off a piece and popped it in his mouth before offering a piece to each of you. Noah made a face and shook his head. “Dark chocolate?”

“Special dark chocolate,” you replied, wiggling your eyebrows as you turned the piece over in your hand before popping it into your mouth. 

Keith offered a piece to Noah, who reluctantly took one. As he chewed, he made a face. “There’s nothing special about it, it’s just shitty chocolate.”

“Bro, it has weed in it,” Keith said as he ventured for the living room.

Noah’s eyebrows slowly rose until you were positive they were going to escape his face. “Did you guys just dose me?”

“What did you think Keith meant when he told you I brought special things?” You asked, tugging on his hand to bring him into the kitchen. He looked at the counter before turning back to you.

“I just thought it was special because he called you my girl!” Noah exclaimed. As you began to laugh, he shook his head. “How was I supposed to know?”

You handed him the chocolate packaging before bringing a joint into the living room. Noah was quiet in the kitchen as you and Kieth chose a movie and before you sparked the joint, you ventured back into the kitchen to check on Noah. 

“It says THC right on the back of the bar,” he said to you as you approached.

You folded against him in a light hug. Only tall enough to reach his chest, you could hear his lungs open as he relaxed against you. “Sorry, bear. I just wanted to give you and Keith a fun afternoon.”

“It isn’t like you gave it to someone who isn’t used to it, I just didn’t expect it.” He wrapped his arm around your shoulders, cheek resting on the top of your head. “My girl though, huh?”

You rolled your eyes before detangling from him, tugging his hand towards the living room. “Keith and I wanna watch Coco.” 

The three of you started the movie and the joint and waited for the edible to kick in.

“Okay…” Noah said as he melted further down into the sofa halfway into the movie. “This is new.”

You laughed lightly as his head bumped against your shoulder, his arms closing around your waist. “You okay, bear?”

“Yeah, I’m just… very aware of my teeth and my eye sockets.” 

You rested your arm on the back of the couch, running your fingers gently through his hair. “But okay?”

He looked up at you then, eyes glazed and alight. “More than okay,” he responded with a grin.

[smoshfamfanfics-blog]

Hello Friends!

I am new to the Tumblr scene, but I really want to start writing fan fictions and imagines for the smosh fam and I figured this was the best place to put my writing! I am going to start off writing for only some smosh members, but eventually I want to start writing for all of them! For now, I will write for 

- Shayne

-Damien 

-Courtney

-Ian 

-Noah 

-Keith 

-Olivia

Like I said, eventually I want to start writing for other members of smosh (past and present) so I will gladly take requests for them as well, it might just take me a bit longer to get to them. 

I am open to writing most things (smut, fluff, angst, etc.) but I am definitely a sucker for happy endings! There may be a few topics or scenarios I am not comfortable writing about, but I’ll handle each request on a case by case basis. 

I am hoping to have my first imagine up within the next 24 hours, so be on the lookout for that! And if you enjoy my writing don’t forget to follow me and send in some requests!

Much love, K.

[sassylegshayne]

hey guys! I know I haven't been active in a while but I wanna work on some smosh content so if you guys have any ideas for imagines, aus, moodboards or really anything, shoot me a message!! xx

[writingthethought]

Yoooo..he got that look after spanking Keith 😭😏

[badsmoshaus]

koah au

where noah is accidentally insensitive towards keith and keith pushes him into oncoming traffic

[smloshie]

Me rewatching every SSG/SWG knowing full-well what teams win each year

[a-singleboat]

Prank’d Proposal

Word Count: 1,149

8:30 AM

“Hey guys!” you spoke into the camera, smiling wide. Everyone had arced up behind you, starting with Damien on your left and ending with Courtney on your right. “So you may have noticed that we aren’t in our regular recording spaces and that is because today, we’re at Disney!”

You paused so you all could cheer together, allowing everyone to show their excitement as a group. The whole group started to splinter off into their quote-unquote designated groups. “Keith and Noah aren’t with us today, sadly, as they both are off visiting their respective families. We do, however, have me and Damien, Courtney, Olivia and Sarah, and Shayne and Ian. Every time you said a group, you panned over to where they stood where they waved to the camera.

Courtney walked up close to the camera and spoke softly to the lens. “We’re gonna have a fun time and we’re gonna share it with all of you guys!”

You laughed as Courtney retreated back into her group before setting the camera to watch what’s in front of you. 

After taking a few shots of the park and ending up in front of the castle, you stopped the group. “Hey,” you panned the camera over to Shayne. “Do you remember when Keith and Courtney got engaged here and you said it was a bad idea?”

Shayne gave you a look that read something along the lines of, ‘Don’t you dare do what I think you’re going to do.’

“We should do that again!” 

The girls up front chimed in, voicing their opinions that it was a good idea while Ian and Shayne shared odd looks with Damien. 

Damien cleared his throat and perked up as if an idea had come to him. “That’s a great idea! Who’s going to propose to whom?”

Olivia held up her arm, pointing it to the sky. “I know!” She lowered her hand and pointed it towards you and Damien. “You and Damien should, for sure!”

You laughed at the thought, nodding along. “Okay, we gotta go get a ring though.” 

12:30 PM

“So it’s been a few hours and the park has really started to fill up.” Damien swung the camera around to face himself. “I’m with Shayne and Ian right now and we actually have a secret to share with you guys.”

Shayne moved into frame, holding up a red velvet box and popped it open for the camera to see. “I’ve been lugging this ring around for about a month for Damien and he was actually going to propose today. The girls are off getting their own lunch and we went off to the castle.”

Ian took the camera from Damien so that it would look at him. “Honestly, I had no idea any of this was going to happen today.”

“Yeah,” Damien said off-screen. “Ian’s the only clueless one in this situation.”

“Anyways,” Shayne pulled the camera away from Ian and refocused on himself. “The girls went off to get a fake ring to give to Damien so he can propose later but that’s not gonna be the ring she’ll get. This time, it won’t be a bad idea.”

“This time it’ll also be for real,” Damien smiled. “And babe, if you’re watching this later, which will probably be during notes now that I think about it. But if you say no, I will cry. Fair warning has been given.”

“Let’s go do this!”

2:00 PM

“We’re here in front of the castle again, waiting for Damien, Shayne, and Ian to get back from their lunch.” You had the camera focused on yours and Courtney’s faces. Olivia and Sarah were in the background, talking to each other. “We bought the ring and it’s kinda cute, I’m not gonna lie.”

You showed the twenty dollar ring off to the camera, allowing the sun to catch off the gem on it. “It’s a really cheap material for a really expensive brand.”

Olivia and Sarah walked over, both excited for what’s to come. “They’re coming!”

You passed the ring over to Sarah and she walked over to Damien, passing the ring over.

When the boys reached you, Shayne took the camera and Damien slung an arm around your shoulders. He pressed a kiss into your hair and started your walk to the center of the compass in front of the castle. We stopped there and he took both my hands. 

“I know this is a prank proposal but I do want you to know that I really love you. The past five years together have been the best five years I’ve had in my life. You’ve been there with me through thick and thin, from whenever I struggled with my own body image to when I’ve struggled with my own mental state, you’re always patient and I love you for that.” He looked down before looking back up into your eyes that had already started to water. 

“I love you and I want to be able to spend the rest of my life with you. To have children and grow old together.” He got down on one knee just as the tears threatened to blur your vision. He pulled out a red velvet box and held it out in front of him.

“Now, I know this isn’t the ring that Sarah gave me, but I hope you’ll still accept it.”

By now, a crowd had formed around you two. So many people were sharing this moment with you and you were crying.

He flicked open the box to reveal a gorgeous ring that reflected in the sunlight. “Will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?”

You sobbed out a yes and pulled him up into a kiss. Everyone around you two cheered as you pulled away, still sobbing. He slid the ring onto your finger and pulled you in for a hug. He pulled you back over to your friends and the girls converged on you while the boys congratulated Damien.

“I can’t believe that just happened,” Courtney all but shouted. “Damien, you sly dog!”

He shrugged and brought the boys closer to become one full group. 

“Who knew?” You questioned them, giving Shayne the stink eye. 

“Okay, yeah I knew. I’ve been holding onto your ring for a month and he was going to do it today anyway.” Shayne laughed and pulled you in for a hug. “I get to be the maid of honor, right?”

“Oh yeah, definitely,” you agreed, breaking from his hold and slotting yourself under Damien’s arm. “Is the camera still rolling?”

“Yeah.” Ian held the camera up to your face. 

“Thank you guys for watching and if you want to see another proposal sometime soon, make sure to spam the comments asking for Olivia and Sam to get married soon! Make sure to like and subscribe to see more content! Bye!”

[vaguesilentfilms]

Dating Noah Grossman Includes

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-LETS GET THIS GOIN ASSHOLES 

-This dude is huge on you wearing his clothes, especially his glasses

-bad ideas are a given in this relationship. Graffiti on abandon buildings? Why the fuck not. 

-Shoulder kisses are Noah’s favorite kisses to give and receive.  

-Date nights include two choices, making the dinner yourselves, or option two; going to the nearest movie and eating popcorn till your stomach can’t handle it. 

-He loves seeing you flustered, your ears turn red and you stutter? Well there goes his balance. 

-  It’s a must to be friends with the squad, A MUST. 

-you volunteering to make his dinner, since he’s so picky. 

-Going to Disneyland every year on your anniversary.

-Fights rarely happen but when they do they’re over stupid things, like why he didn’t fold the laundry or wash the dishes. They always resolve in being wrapped in each others arms. 

-Blaring your music down the road while you two have the times of your life, always slowing down when there’a cop car. 

-Occasionally getting featured in a few videos, but when you do make a appearance you’re always sat in his lap or by his side, his arm draped around your shoulders.

-always teasing each other but never taking it too far

-monthly water balloon fights or nerf gun wars at the office

-Joe and Sunny wanting you to be apart of the squad, but want it to be a surprise when they add you.