#arasha reactions

[creeksidekiller]

[sage-lights]

courtgela at arasha’s bday party presenting her with a hot dog!!! 🥹🥹🥹

[hipsternumbertwo]

It's A Minigame Party!

[vc55bughead]

this moment is hilarious in hindsight lmaooo

👀🤭🤭

[shaynetopps]

arasha did not give any fucks

[wishywashysmoshy]

[autismsmosh]

i love this duo

this was the cutest thing ever

[8rtisoc]

Trevor vs. Tom Cruise

[billysjoel]

hurricane katrina? more like hurricane tortilla arasha

[theweirdvault]

[shesmore-shoebill]

one of the flipside benefits of Arasha's Deadpan Queen Of Lies reputation is that sometimes we get to see her reaction when someone else pulls a beautiful, outrageous lie to her face without breaking, perfect deadpan.

SPECIAL bonus when it's Angela after saying some absolutely WILD stuff <3

[nightwriter357]

Smosh Summer Games: Ships 5

Hello friends! Here’s Part 5 of myDamien x Reader series centered around Smosh summer games. This one is definitely smut(18+) so prepare for that. Hope you're still enjoying the story and my ask is always open for suggestions or just general questions.

Love you allll

Part 5: Why won't anyone dance with me? Cause I wanna fuck you.

The group gathered in the lounge, excitement buzzing in the air. You and Damien exchanged a look, a mix of anticipation and nervous energy building between you.

Courtney nudged you with a mischievous grin. "So, what do you think the next game is?"

Before you could respond, the door burst open, and Spencer sauntered in with exaggerated flair. He was previously seen in a long judge's robe with an old-timey wig, but now the robe was cut to the same length as a miniskirt, revealing hairy legs and red flip-flops.

The wig was gone, but he still wore the whistle around his neck. He strutted into the room, dramatically posing as everyone turned to look. For a moment, there was a stunned silence, followed by an eruption of reactions.

Spencer raised his arms theatrically. "Behold, the new and improved judge!"

Everyone burst into laughter, some doubling over while others clapped in amusement.

"Oh my God, my eyes!" Shayne groaned, shielding his face.

"That is the worst thing I've ever seen," Amanda said, unable to stop laughing.

Ian leaned back, trying to keep a straight face. "That's... certainly a choice."

Arasha shook her head, grinning. "Spencer, what happened to you?"

Chanse managed to get out. "Dude, you look ridiculous!" Before going right nack to laughing again.

Trevor, however, was all smiles. "That looks awesome, bro!"

Spencer rolled his eyes good-naturedly, striking another pose. "Alright, alright, enough with the comments. Clearly, someone tried to sabotage my look, but all they did was make me even sexier."

He shot a glance at Courtney and Shayne, who both tried to look innocent, but their eyes darted to you and Damien.

Arasha's eyes widened. "Oh my God, you guys cut up his robe!"

Noah looked between you and Damien, realization dawning. "That makes so much sense. That's why you were being so weird this morning, you were distracting us."

Amanda nodded, laughing. "Oh yeah, you guys were acting crazy. Now it all makes sense."

Shayne, catching on to everyone's comments and piecing things together, added, "We did it yesterday, actually," giving you and Damien a knowing look. His tone implied he suspected there was more to your recent behavior.

Angela raised an eyebrow. "So there's no explanation for you guys being weird this morning?"

Damien shrugged, smirking. "We weren't being weird."

You chimed in, playfully addressing everyone who had commented. "Yeah, you guys are weird."

Spencer cleared his throat, regaining everyone's attention. "Alright, listen up! The next game is... Just Dance! Each ship gets one duet, and Ian and Anthony will have the final dance duel!"

Ian and Anthony exchanged a look, their playful rivalry flaring up immediately.

"Oh, you're going down, Padilla," Ian quipped, puffing out his chest.

Anthony smirked, crossing his arms. "Bring it, Hecox. You're about to witness dance perfection."

Courtney leaned in closer to you, her voice low and teasing. "Are you going to be able to focus with Damien all up in your space?"

You felt a mix of excitement and nerves tighten in your chest. Being this close to Damien, especially in front of everyone, was thrilling but also made you a bit anxious. You shot Courtney a look, trying to play it cool, but the smirk on her face told you she saw right through you.

Damien, catching the tail end of your conversation, leaned in, his voice flirty but low enough that no one else could hear. "I guess this means I get to touch you after all."

Your heart skipped a beat as you met his gaze. "Just try to keep up."

Courtney watched the exchange, clearly amused, knowing there was more going on between you two than you were ready to admit. Shayne, who hadn't even been told anything explicitly, seemed to be putting the pieces together too, exchanging a knowing glance with Courtney.

As the game was about to begin, you couldn't help but feel both happy and nervous. Being close to Damien, especially under the watchful eyes of everyone else, felt like walking a tightrope between excitement and the fear of giving too much away. You weren't sure how much people knew, but with the way Courtney and Shayne were acting, you were beginning to suspect that maybe you weren't as subtle as you thought.

As everyone gathered around the makeshift dance floor, the Just Dance game loaded up on the screen. Spencer, still looking gorgeous in his outfit, stood at the front, twirling his whistle on its cord. "Alright, let's get this party started! First up, we have... Arasha and Trevor!"

The opening notes of 'Uptown Funk' began to play, and Arasha and Trevor stepped forward. Their routine was full of energy, with Trevor throwing in some goofy moves while Arasha added flair with her sharp, confident steps. The two played off each other perfectly, getting the group hyped up with their enthusiastic performance.

Next up were Amanda and Angela, who danced to 'Single Ladies.' Amanda leaned into the choreography with sassy confidence, and Angela matched her energy, both clearly enjoying themselves. The room erupted in cheers when they nailed the iconic hand flip and ring finger move, everyone clapping along to the beat.

Courtney and Shayne took the stage next, performing to 'I Wanna Dance with Somebody.' Courtney's enthusiasm was infectious, while Shayne's moves were surprisingly smooth, showing off his hidden dance skills. They had the group laughing and cheering as they added their own twists to the routine.

Shayne grinned at Courtney and then turned to the others, confidently declaring, "There's no way we're losing this one, guys. 'Peg-leggers' for the win!"

After Noah and Keith's electrifying performance to Michael Jackson's 'Smooth Criminal,' Spencer called out, "Next up, we've got Damien and Y/n!"

The familiar opening notes of '(I've Had) The Time of My Life' filled the room, and you felt a rush of nerves. Dancing had never been your strong suit, and the pressure of performing in front of everyone-especially with Damien-was making you feel a little clumsy. You exchanged a quick look with Damien, who gave you a reassuring smile.

"We've got this," he whispered, his hand lingering on your back as you got into position.

The dance began with Damien dipping you low. His grip was steady, and for a moment, everything felt perfect. But as the routine continued, you found yourself getting more flustered. Damien's hands on your waist, guiding you through the steps, were distracting in a way you hadn't anticipated. You stumbled slightly as you spun out of his hold, catching yourself just in time.

"You okay?" Damien asked, his voice soft but amused.

"Yeah, just... trying to keep up," you replied with a sheepish smile, focusing on his movements to steady yourself.

The dance continued, and though you missed a step here and there, Damien was quick to cover for you, his hands finding your waist again and pulling you back into rhythm.

His touch was gentle but firm, guiding you through the more complicated moves. You couldn't help but feel like you were messing up more than usual, the combination of your nerves and the closeness to Damien making it hard to concentrate.

The room's attention was on you both, and you could hear a few whispered comments and cheers from the group.

"Damn, they're really into it," Noah whispered to Keith, who nodded in agreement.

"Look at those moves! Go, leg-peggers!" Tommy shouted, his voice filled with encouragement.

As the song built toward the iconic lift, you felt your heart race. This was the big moment. Taking a deep breath, you ran toward Damien, who lifted you effortlessly into the air. For a few seconds, it felt like everything else disappeared. The room erupted into applause and cheers as Damien held you steady, both of you grinning like idiots.

"Wow, didn't think they'd pull that off," Courtney muttered to Shayne, clearly impressed.

The performance ended with Damien lowering you gently back to the ground, both of you out of breath but smiling. The group erupted in applause, with a few hoots and whistles thrown in.

"That was incredible!" Angela yelled, clearly impressed, sipping on a glass of paint.. water.. it's probably water.

You glanced at Damien, who gave you a wink. "Told you we could do it, lover."

Next up were Chanse and Tommy, who danced to 'Toxic' by Britney Spears. Their performance was full of exaggerated moves and hilarious facial expressions, clearly playing up the dramatics for the crowd. The room was filled with laughter as Chanse did his best Britney impression, while Tommy leaned into the over-the-top choreography with a mischievous grin.

Finally, it was time for Ian and Anthony. As the first notes of 'You're the One That I Want' from 'Grease' played, the room buzzed with anticipation. Ian, always the performer, threw himself into the role of Sandy, prancing around with exaggerated hip sways and dramatic hair flips. Anthony, taking on the role of Danny, tried his best to keep up but ended up laughing halfway through as Ian's antics became increasingly ridiculous.

As the song reached its climax, Ian and Anthony leaned into each other, their faces inches apart before bursting into laughter. The room erupted in cheers and applause, everyone clearly enjoying the playful rivalry between the two.

Spencer stepped forward, trying to keep a straight face as he held up his whistle. "And the winners of this round are... the Peg-leggers!"

Ian pumped his fist in the air, grinning with satisfaction. "Yes! That's how it's done!" He turned to face the camera, his expression smug. "The score is now: Seamen: 2, Peg-leggers: 1. We're coming for you, Anthony."

Anthony rolled his eyes, but he couldn't hide his smile as the group cheered and laughed, everyone still buzzing from the excitement of the dance battle.

As you caught your breath, you couldn't help but feel a mix of relief and exhilaration. Dancing with Damien had been nerve-wracking, but it had also been... fun.

He leaned over to you, "you know, I've really had the time of my life, and I do owe it all to you".

You smiled back at Damien, "you swear that's the truth?"

The sun had set, casting a warm, amber glow over the dining area as everyone gathered around the long wooden table. After the intense Just Dance competition, the group had taken some time to freshen up, and now they were enjoying a well-deserved dinner.

You looked around the table, taking in the different conversations happening all at once. At one end, Arasha and Trevor were locked in a spirited exchange, their banter aimed squarely at Ian and Anthony, who were content to let the younger duo have their fun.

Trevor leaned in with a grin. "You know, Arasha and I were obviously the MVPs tonight. We're still in our prime, and sooo young compared to you old farts."

Arasha grinned mischievously. "You know, Trevor, every time I'm out in public, people ask me why I'm not at school. They can’t believe I'm old enough to be out on my own."

Trevor laughed, nodding in agreement. "Same! I get asked if I'm selling girl scout cookies all the time. I guess I just have that look about me."

Arasha smirked, leaning closer as if to share a secret. "Oh, and did you know that these guys," she gestured toward Ian and Anthony, "created a channel called ‘Smaush’ or something on YouTube… like 40 years ago?"

Trevor gasped, playing along. "No way! I didn’t know that, Arasha. Is that true?"

Ian and Anthony exchanged amused looks, but before they could respond, Arasha nodded seriously. " I saw it on tiktok so it must be true."

The two of them dissolved into laughter, high-fiving each other as the rest of the table chuckled along.

Across the table, Amanda and Angela were too absorbed in their own conversation to notice the banter.

Amanda pushed her chair back and stood up, gesturing animatedly. "Okay, so when we did this move," she demonstrated a quick dance step, "I was thinking, you could come up behind me and do this," she said, mimicking the action.

Angela nodded, standing up to join her. "Yeah, and then when we do that, we can hit the 'oh-oh-oh' part right on the beat!"

They both laughed, trying to synchronize their movements in the small space beside the table.

You couldn't help but smile as you watched them. The whole room felt alive, everyone caught up in their own little worlds of conversation and camaraderie. But despite the lively atmosphere, your attention kept drifting back to Damien, who was sitting in front of you, his presence impossible to ignore.

Every now and then, you felt his leg brush against yours under the table, a subtle but deliberate touch that sent a shiver up your spine. You tried to focus on your food, but it was hard not to be distracted by the warmth of his thigh against yours, the occasional graze of his hand against your arm as he reached for something.

Courtney, sitting across from you, caught your eye and smirked, leaning in slightly. "Are you going eat? Or is someone a little too distracted tonight?"

You rolled your eyes playfully, trying to brush it off. "I'm fine, Court. Just... enjoying the evening."

Damien, catching the exchange, leaned in closer, his voice a low murmur. "So, with the way things are going, do you think we could sneak off ? Just us?"

Before Damien could respond, a burst of laughter at the far end of the table caught your attention. Spencer had just made a playful jab at Tommy. "Spencer, you really don't think highly of me, do you?"

Your heart skipped a beat at the suggestion, and despite the temptation, you shook your head with a smile. "No way. That would be too suspicious, we've been going to bed early two nights in a row."

Without missing a beat, Spencer replied, "I actually think about you a lot when I'm high."

The entire table erupted in laughter, the unexpected punchline catching everyone off guard. You laughed along with them, feeling the warmth of the camaraderie wrapping around you like a comforting blanket.

As the laughter died down, Courtney leaned in again, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Okay, you have to spill. You guys definitely didn't just accidentally kiss just once. I saw the way Damien was acting yesterday. I mean, when we walked in and saw you two with the mattresses put together, I knew something was up. Damien would not let you sleep on the floor."

You sighed, realizing there was no getting around it. "Okay yes, we've slept in the same bed, but only because it was uncomfortable. And the proximity... it's the only reason we kissed. We just got caught up in the moment, that's all. Nothing more is going to happen."

Courtney smirked, clearly not entirely convinced but willing to let the subject drop for now. "Alright, if you say so. Just know, I'm keeping an eye on you two."

You glanced at Damien, who was engaged in conversation with Noah across the table. He caught your eye and gave you a small, reassuring smile.

As the evening wound down, the lively atmosphere of the dinner began to quiet. Conversations slowed, and laughter became a background murmur as people started to drift away from the table. One by one, guests said their goodbyes, heading to their rooms or heading out for the night.

Soon, the only sounds left were the distant footsteps of the last few stragglers heading to their rooms and the occasional burst of laughter from the hallways. Damien and you eventually made your way to your room, later than usual, but the quiet of the house reminded you that you were among the few still awake.

As the door to the room clicked shut, the quiet of the night enveloped you both. You turned to Damien, your heart racing with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. "I need you tonight," you confessed, your voice almost trembling.

Damien's eyes searched yours, a mix of desire and concern. "Are you sure?" he asked softly.

You nodded, your resolve firm.

Damien stepped closer, his hands brushing lightly against your skin, causing you to shiver with each touch. His fingertips traced a path along your arms, down to your waist, and across your lower back. His lips followed, placing soft, reverent kisses on your exposed skin.

You let out a soft moan as his hands roamed your body. His breath was warm against your neck and you felt yourself craving more of his touch. You wrapped your hands behind his neck and lifted your head up to meet his lips. Kissing Damien was just as nice as it had been the night before but this time there was something more.

The kiss grew more intense as you both found your way to the bed. You pulled your shirt over your head, barely noticing Damien's eyes taking you in before you went to kiss him again. You both undressed as best you could, not wanting to break the kiss or stop touching.

His fingers alternated between light feathery touches and nails digging into your skin. Mostly he was on your thighs, squeezing and letting his fingers stroke over every part of you except for where you really wanted him. You broke the kiss and gently guided his hand to show him what you wanted.

You shivered as his fingers pressed up against you panties, "Damien, I need you now."

He started with a teasing touch, feeling the wetness of your panties through the fabric. "You're already wet," he murmured, his breath hot against your skin. His fingers lingered, stroking the fabric as he watched you squirm.

The slow removal of your panties felt almost ceremonial. Damien's touch grew bolder, his fingers gently brushing against your bare skin. His gaze was intense, filled with admiration and hunger. "Your body is so fucking perfect," he breathed, his eyes never leaving your face as he explored your body.

Your fingers found their way to his hardened cock, your touch tentative yet eager. As you stroked him, Damien's breath caught, his pleasure evident. One of his fingers slid inside you, moving with a deliberate rhythm. Your bodies were close, the heat between you palpable.

Damien's hands were a masterful combination of tenderness and need. One hand worked skillfully by your crotch, pumping into you, while the other grasped your breast, his nails gently digging into your skin. You responded to his touch with an eager passion, practically riding his finger as you let your hand run up and down his throbbing cock.

Damien's gaze was locked onto yours, his expression a mix of awe and hunger. "You feel incredible," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "I can't get enough of you."

You panted, your breaths coming in short, ragged gasps as you moved against his fingers. "Damien," you whimpered, "please."

He pressed his body closer to yours, his eyes never leaving your face. "I want you so badly," he said, his voice a low growl. "Just seeing you like this, feeling you around me... it's everything."

The connection between you was electric, each touch, each kiss intensifying the moment. Damien's finger worked in you with a steady rhythm, pushing deeper, his movements expertly timed to match your needs. The way he touched you made you lose yourself in the pleasure, every sensation heightened.

Finally, as he positioned himself above you, his eyes locked onto yours. He entered you slowly, inch by inch, his gaze intense and filled with a mix of reverence and hunger. The sensation of him filling you up completely was overwhelming, his movements deep and deliberate.

The initial thrust was painstakingly slow, his cock stretching you out as he eased deeper, savoring every reaction on your face. His hands cradled your cheeks, his touch tender as he brushed away the sweat and tears from the corners of your eyes. He could feel you adjusting, accommodating his size, and he watched you closely, his breaths coming in steady, controlled pants.

As he continued to move inside you, each thrust was measured and deep. He could tell you were doing your best to take him fully, your moans growing louder with each inch he pushed deeper. His cock filled you completely, stretching you in ways that made every touch and movement feel profound and intimate.

Damien's hands roamed to your back, stroking and soothing as he watched the way your body responded to him. The overwhelming sensation of him filling you up was evident in your strained breaths and the way your hands clung to his back. Your legs wrapped around him instinctively, pulling him closer as if trying to meld your bodies into one.

Damien's voice was low, but commanding. "Can you be quiet for me? I need to fuck you harder. Look at me-I want to see you."

His thrusts grew faster and more intense, each movement hitting deep and hard. The rhythm was no longer slow but a relentless pounding that drove you both wild. Every powerful thrust elicited loud moans from you, your hands gripping his back desperately and your mouth finding places on his body to bite into to muffle your cries. Your body responded to his urgency, your legs clenching around him as he slammed into you with a fervent, almost frantic pace.

Damien's grunts and moans matched the intensity of his thrusts, his focus solely on the way you felt around him. He seemed addicted to the sensation, the feeling of you tightening around him, and he moved with a fierce, consuming need. The impact of his movements was overwhelming, a perfect storm of pleasure and pressure that had you crying out for more

As you neared your climax, you begged him, "Please don't stop, Damien. Keep fucking me like this, please."

Damien's response was a fervent promise. "I won't stop. I'd keep you like this forever if I could. Just watching that pretty expression on your face, hearing those sweet sounds from your lips... it's fucking perfect."

The intensity of your orgasm was overwhelming, your body clenching around him, driving him to his own release. He filled you completely, his final thrusts deep and powerful. You both collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily, the room echoing with the sounds of your shared pleasure.

As the last waves of climax subsided, you reached for each other, pulling into a tender embrace. The closeness was comforting, and you felt overwhelmed at what you had just shared.

'That was amazing," you whispered, your voice filled with wonder and satisfaction.

Damien nodded, his smile warm and genuine. "It was. I've never.. wow."

In the quiet of the room, with the weight of the night's passion settling over you both, you held each other close, savoring the intense bond that had just been solidified.

You looked over at him, with your cheek practically glued to his chest. " You are so not a shellfish lover."

He smiled at you, "but you do really grab everything with two hands".

Despite what just happened between you there was still a part of you that craved his closeness and still got a bit flustered and nervous when his lips touched yours.

You let out a small laugh as Damien pulled you into a kiss.

[cuecrynsleep]

Being Transparent

Angela can't stop thinking about Amanda choking her for a bit. After a startling realization she has an open and honest talk with her. This is based off of the recent Smosh Games video when Amanda (jokingly) choked Angela.

Tags: Implied sexual content, choking kink, open kink communication, established relationship

Disclaimer: This is not meant to be a representation of those in Smosh, rather a fan made perspective on the characters they portray online. Remain respectful.

Word count: 1,308

It was never rough, nor too hard. It was exaggerated, the way Amanda's hands in Tinky Winky's gloves wrapped around her character's neck. She lightly pushed her around back and forth, but never once squeezing just to be careful. In fact her gloved hands wrapped around the bottom of her neck, touching her collarbone to make sure she didn't hurt her.

It was an instinct how Angela found herself reacting, grabbing onto the purple gloves on the base of her neck. She lightly squeezed Amanda's hands, unintentionally pushing further. There was a little constriction. Feigning off her realisation and panic she over exaggerated her reactions. She leaned back and forth, holding onto her hands as she erratically opened and closed her mouth pretending to struggle to get air. Egging her on was the sounds of the crew laughing, she could hear so clearly Shayne's side comment. Then as soon as it ended, it was over.

The moment remained in her mind after that, staying there, brewing, constantly reminding her of Amanda's hands. Except they weren't covered by purple gloves from a costume. Except they weren't in a room with their fellow cast and crew. They were alone, by themselves, in the comfort of Angela's apartment.

She could imagine it all so vividly. Amanda's voice, deepening as she whispered in her ear. The plush couch cushion avoids Angela's knees to weaken and fall. Amanda's knee separated Angela's thighs as she pushed further. She could feel the pressure radiating down to her core, as she waited with bated breaths to feel it more. Then she's taken back to the moment.

Amanda's hand on the nape of her neck pushing her forward towards her. A brief kiss on her lips leaving a tingling sensation. Then her hand swiftly moves forward around her neck, squeezing at the base of it. Her thumb pushing against her throat, constricting her breaths making it come off more desperate. The pressure makes her pant deeper sharper breaths as her mind gets clouded with lust.

She could feel every passing second making her more wet with want and need. A throaty moan, muffled by a choke, as Amanda's grip softened. She took in a sharp breath, carefully breathing in and out as she instinctively pushed her neck closer to Amanda's hand. She'd look up and saw her beautiful face with a smirk, knowing full well both of them were enjoying this.

-

Angela bursted up out of bed, her hand on her chest, as she felt her racing heart. Her mind clouded with the memory of the dream infecting every corner of her brain. She ignored the uncomfortable pressure in between her legs, squeezing her thighs as she let out a shaky sigh.

"Shit," she cussed. She looked around her room as if she'd get any answers as to why she had that dream. Her hand reached to run through her hair, as she leaned back against the headboard. This has gotten way too far. Soon enough, Amanda would notice even the slightest difference to how she's acting. Which would then mean Chanse would notice, which could only translate to other people noticing from Courtney to Arasha and so on. The thought itself made her panic.

It's not like it was weird for Angela to have these types of thoughts about Amanda. They were dating for Christ's sake. Though what made her hesitate, what made Angela panic, was the line they were yet to cross in their somewhat new relationship. Never had rushed hands, pulling at clothing, and desperate kisses lasting longer than they should ever make it past there.

She could only be glad that both her and Amanda were off today as she reached towards her bedside table. Quick hands grabbed at her phone, unplugging it from the charger, as she looked at it anxiously. One of the first steps in a relationship was communication, which would then come hand in hand with honesty. Amanda valued both and Angela knew that. She knew that full well. With a deep breath, she checked the time, noticing it was early afternoon as she pulled up Amanda's contact. A text message asking if she could call was quickly replied to. Then as the familiar ringtone rang through her ears, and the sound of Amanda's voice made her smile, she spoke.

"Hey," she paused. "You see there's actually a reason I'm calling you today."

"Oh?" Amanda asked. "Okay, lay it on me. What is it Ange?"

Angela sighed. Somehow those words made it harder for her, as she struggled to find a good starting point. "Okay, wait, before I start I just want to make something clear." Amanda hummed in response, showing she was listening. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable, so if I do, just tell me and I'll drop it immediately."

"Is everything okay?" She asked, concern evident in her tone.

"It's just that we didn't exactly get to that stage in our relationship yet." Angela said slightly hesitating over her words. She could only hope Amanda would understand what she was referring to.

A beat of silence passed and she couldn't help but wish that she could see Amanda's face. Maybe her comforting touches on her knee or a lingering hand on the small of her back would've made this all easier.

Then, as blunt as ever, Amanda replied. "Are you talking about sex?" she asked. "Because that's like the only stage I think you could be referring to."

"Yeah," Angela awkwardly shifted.

"Well, obviously we both thought about it before," Amanda started. "So what's different?"

Angela sighed. She sank deeper and deeper into her bed as she pulled her blanket up to her chin. Her phone placed beside her head, as anxious hands grabbed at the blanket as if it'd help ground her into the moment.

"I had a wet dream about you." She started. Her voice continued on before Amanda could even respond, let alone fully process her words. "Do you remember when we were filming that poker video for Smosh Games? You were playing Tinky Winky and I was some fucking dude that just wanted coffee."

It sounded incredibly stupid now that Angela was putting it into words. The mention of a teletubby of all things and the thought of how many jokes she made during that shoot made Angela internationally cringe. She let out a silent groan, hating her subconscious for even pulling that thought in the first place.

"Uh," Amanda awkwardly started. "Where is this going?" She asked, before quickly adding on in a rushed voice. "I'm not judging you! I'm just confused!"

"Okay," Angela laughed this time. "Not what you're thinking, I'm sure," she said. "Look, you were choking me." She finally admitted, Amanda's words had helped calm her down. She always felt seen and listened to by her. Though the conversation wasn't exactly wholesome, and the context that started it all was nothing but silly, she couldn't help but smile.

"Oh, okay," Amanda said after a brief moment of silence. "So, you think you're into that?"

"Yeah, probably," Angela said. She looked up at her ceiling, her hands still fidgeting with the blanket.

Amanda let out a light chuckle. "That's cool," she said. "If you want to try it out at some point, we can.”

Angela could feel the smile pulling at her cheeks as she could feel a familiar twist in her stomach. "Thanks Amanda." A comfortable moment of silence followed, and Angela let herself let go of the blanket, putting her phone against her ear.

"So, do I need the Twinky Winky gloves or can we do without? Because personally, I really don't want that teletubby anywhere near something like that."

"Shut up!" Angela said, before breaking off into a genuine laugh. "I know it's stupid how this all originated! I blame my subconscious mind if anything!”

[whiskeythefishski]

okay so the karaoke stream reminded me of your college theatre au because what says “theatre kid cast party” more than karaoke and now I’m thinking about Trevor deciding to be brave and sing something and everyone’s reactions when he absolutely crushes save a horse ride a cowboy (specifically Arasha’s reaction because…)

OKAY SO I ABSOLUTELY AGREE???

Also I have an au in my head where during like a cast party or a karaoke event or something he convinces a couple other people (Chanse? Shayne? Tommy? Damien? IDK) to learn the choreography to a Big Time Rush song to surprise her or something??

(On a separate note I love the idea of it being a really THEATER KID cast party and we get Angela/Amanda/Arasha/Courtney/Kimmy/Jackie doing Cell Block Tango?? Ange and Chanse and some of the other boys doing King of New York?? Ange and Chanse doing What Is This Feeling??)

[thelesbianluthor]

I have been pissing myself laughing the whole time while watching the Church Game video.

I don't know if it's the catholic trauma coming up in the funniest most insane way for Angela especially, the competitive spirit taking over or Amanda, Angela and Chanse leaving Arasha lost and confused with all the christian lingo but I swear this video has become one of my favourite game videos now.

Also this game is always the funniest with Angela. It's insane how she has managed to find a way yo bypass her dyslexia (which makes it hell) and use the others talking to get it. Love this woman.

I have also being watching Nerdy Prudes must die reactions today so church girl Angela is right on time with my Grace Chasity spiral

[guide-for-the-untrained-eye]

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I apologise now for the many tags, but this is important, as many algorithms have just been pushing down these.

I come as a messenger of the good word of Tinlightenment to remind y’all that this Tin Can KS is ALL OR NOTHING! This means if we don’t get that last 90k, NONE of these are going to happen.

If y’all liked Headless from Shipwrecked’ Comedy (which idk how yoh wouldn’t lmao), we’ve got some amazing people from Headless in these projects, like James, Tom Lenk, the obvious babes with the bros, Curt, and OF COURSE MK! Thats just for Spy Another Day, as we have folks like Gabe in Solve It Squad and which also has Ashley from Poe Party AND The Lizzie Bennet Diaries! I feel like all these amazing amazing people deserve the chance to do more projects with each other in this circle!

I also know many of you like Joe Walker, and Joe said he’d come back for this, BUT said on stream that if they don’t get this, he’s not coming back to acting AT ALL. And I know no one wants that, let’s not let Joe down there!

And for a bonus draw to the StarKid fandom, especially the OG potterheads, just like with the Wiggly, Corey will be giving away a copy of the AVPSY script to a backer. If you want to put in for the drawing, just make sure you have backed!

Now to the Pulp fans, we’ve got 3/4 main leads in the Spy Another Day show! We would get Mariah as the lounge singer at the start, James as the informant, and Curt as, well, Agent Curt Mega. But ONLY if we get this!

As for y’all Smoshheads (do y’all have a fandom name idk?), the only way we get the amazing trio of Arasha, Angela, and Chase on The Great Debate is if we GET THIS LAST 90K! If y’all enjoy Arasha lying to everyone and the reactions to that, The Great Debate is right up your alley, I guarantee!

Not to mention the NEW NEW projects like Gross Prophets AND Intelligent Life which we just will NOT get if we don’t reach the goal, and that quite genuinely would be so upsetting, especially with Gross Prophets as this is the FIRST TCB project to have two AMAZING women (Ali Gordon and Angela Parrish) taking the helm on original music which would be AWESOME to see!

And for overseas peeps this also allows them to do shows out fo the US for the FIRST TIME EVER! Not only will they be doing a smaller version of Spy Another Day, but the reason they’ll be in the area is to also do the EDINBURGH FRINGE FEST with Solve it Squad which would be MASSIVE! Plus we will also get stuff in Adelaide as well! Alongside those we WILL get digital tickets for many of them, so even if you aren’t in the area, don’t let that deter you from pledging!

If anyone is waiting because they don’t have money now but will at the end, DO NOT WORRY! Just like with all Kickstarters prior and in the future, the money doesn’t come out it until AFTER the campaign is over! So get those pledges in now babes! Please we need all of your help!

Please, please go to tinlightenment.com and pledge, even 10-20 dollars is enough to help the bros pull off so many of these cool projects that ONLY can happen with your help. If you like any of these creators, please please help!