#honestly this is hilarious to me at this point. Cmon guys how stupid can we get. I’m just gonna keep a running list of dumb ways I’ve been

[chaos-lioness]

AGAHIUDHAN I GOT SPOILED BECAUSE NOTT’S NAME WAS IN A POLL ISTG.

[tame-a-messenger]

i enjoy damien and angela together in videos (mostly because im a fan of either of them seperately) but i really cannot see them romanticaly together lol, or being that tight with each other even as friends. is that a cmon thing in the damngela ''ship'' here? i cannot decide if damngela is as big of a thing some twitter users make it out to be or if they are just exagerating because of how much they hate it? one of the first things that comes to my mind when i try to picture them romanticaly/or that close is in the video ''why we are bad at first dates'' with angela and courtney, angela talks about how she doesnt like it when his date has a lot of selfies with cringy faces etc. just in general cringe factor gives her the ick. and i love my boy damien but he is so unapologetically cringe on social media while also posting a lot, his instagram presence reminds me of older instagram where people whould post random selfies with bad lighting or just post random stuff that now mostly go on stories, most other people now (esp famous people but even non-famous people have the tendency of posting like they are lol) use insta as this curation of really well picked pics while dam just posts whatever and loove making those dumb faces lol. this is small but it reminded me of him when i first heard that and it made me giggle thinking about the possiblity of her cringing to those

I really enjoy them as a duo!

Damangela definitely isn't as big as Twitter makes it out to be, ESPECIALLY with shipping them. I have only come across a small handful that actually romantically ship them, and even then they aren't being weird about it (opposed to Shourtney shippers or Ianthony shippers, some of those guys go a little wild)(Referring to invasive shippers)

Personally I can see why someone WOULD ship them, they both are big theater kids (they have stuff in common), they are both very attractive, they do a lot of 'flirtatious' things to each other sometimes so I don't find it too weird for people to see that and say "They like each other!" especially since I know what it's like being a teen and seeing two people that you like (and maybe crush on) and want them to be together.

It's a totally natural process that I've experienced before, no shame, IT'S FUN. (being young and figuring out what you like and who you like is a big part of growing up).

I do think a lot of people that are really aggressive towards Damangela is coming from not liking Damien or just being hyper focused on other Angela ships? a lot of the accounts that I've seen not liking them are big Amangela and Courtgela shippers (it quite honestly looks like shipping wars from back in the day lol) Which again, no shame in shipping! I find those ships fun too! it just seems really weird to be attacking another ship because you don't like them. (anytime I've perused twitter looking for edits or content of Damangela I mostly see people hating on it, it's weird)(I don't post about ships I dislike? but freedom of speech <3)

"angela talks about how she doesnt like it when her date has a lot of selfies with cringy faces etc"

I think this is hilarious considering whenever Damien makes stupid faces Angela is ALWAYS pointing and laughing at him, and saying she loves it when he does it lol. I really don't think that's a reaction of cringe, if anything she thinks he looks lame and wants to bother him about it BECAUSE IT'S FUN. (does she not realize she does stupid faces too? "waitress in a small town" face anyone?)

I have things that I get the 'ick' from too, but if I really liked other aspects of a person it wouldn't bother me as much, if at all. I'd probably (and have) ended up really liking the thing that gave me the ick if the right person was the one doing it. (thin line between love and hate kinda thing)

I can see why people would be acting weird about Damangela because they want male/female relationships to not always be seen as romantic. That makes sense to me, but I still think it's weird to be hating on shipping at all. Unless it's incredibly invasive. (Personally I think it's weird to say shipping Amangela is fine and Damangela isn't, because Amanda is married and not into women, I could make the argument that that's also weird and invasive to be shipping them going by some of the logic I've seen)(just some food for thought)

Regardless of shipping, Angela and Damien have really good chemistry, so it's not a big wonder people would like them together!

They way they make fun of each other in particular is something that I find different to every other duo at Smosh. They just feel like they're on equal ground? like Angela really looks up to Shayne as like a bigger funnier brother, and Chanse like a knucklehead little brother.

Every other relationship Angela has at Smosh feels like she's trying to garner favor, whereas with Damien she is already in his favor, (by virtue of him being extremely kind and her being awesome) so they get into this cycle of picking on each other over things that don't really matter to them. Like Damien being a nerd, she doesn't actually dislike him for it she just likes to rile him up about it, and because he gets riled up he makes fun of her and calls her names back!

They both seem to be people that love to debate and argue! (I love debating so no wonder I love their dynamic <3 those that get it get it, those that don't don't)

So to wrap up, it's totally fine not to like a pairing! but it is weird to put other people down for something you are also doing. There are a PLETHORA of reasons why someone would ship something and unless they are being extremely invasive about it they aren't doing anything wrong.

[mackdaddynate]

fall in deep part 2- nathan mackinnon

A/N: this is pure fluff again, soft nate is all that matters to me ok

WC: 1.5K

You paced around your apartment, trying to figure out what the hell to make for dinner that wasn’t boxed mac and cheese for the third day in a row. You sighed and flopped down on the couch, deciding whether you wanted to order food or just save the cash right as your phone buzzed.

Nate: Wanna get food or something?

Y/N: idk, kinda already have a date with my couch... or something

You sat there grinning, thinking about how great it was that Nate actually liked you. You had always loved teasing him, but now you got to make out with him too, so you pretty much had the perfect setup.

Nate: cmon, we haven’t even been on a real date yet, your hungover ass spending the entire day in my bed doesn’t count :///

Y/N: Fineee, come pick me up in like 15?

And now you were blushing like it was middle school or something, immediately texting Layna about your date.

Layna: omg Y/N, grumpy Nate has such a soft spot for you. Wrap it before you tap it ;)

Y/N: hahah you’re the worst, ok I gotta go get ready!!

After a few minutes of trying to make yourself look a little less tired, there was a knock at your door.

“Hey, you,” Nate flashed you a smile as you leaned in to give him a hug.

“Not to be dramatic, but I kinda missed you.”

“Pshh, you’re always dramatic, but I kinda missed you too,” he said, laughing. “Tacos?”

“You read my mind, MacK.” You were so drawn to him it wasn’t even funny, and you were debating reaching for his hand before he set it on your waist and guided you out of the building.

“Oh, so you do this when I’m not blackout drunk too?” you looked up at him, feeling giggly and warm against the cool spring air.

Nate shrugged, “It’s hard to keep my hands off of you.”

“Then don’t,” you smirked. “Just keep it family-friendly when we’re in public, Nathan.” That earned you an eye-roll, and then you both cracked up.

Dinner was gone as soon as it started. Nate was scarfing down tacos while you told him about the research you’d been helping with and and all of the stupid things you and Layna had done in the past week; you were scarfing down tacos while Nate was being way too humble about the ridiculous season he’d been having.

“I��ll go cheer you on sometime, make you a sign or something. I’m literally going to be such a nervous wreck every time you get hit though.”

“You can wear my jersey, how cute would that be? God damn Y/N, you’re gonna be the best hockey girlfri-” he paused. “Are we doing the girlfriend thing? Like, can I call you that? I know it’s only been one date but...” he trailed off.

“Why not? You’re the only person I can see myself with right now anyways,” you replied.

“Me too.”

Your legs were tangled together with Nate’s under the table because in reality, you couldn’t keep yourself away from him either. You both blushed when your waitress pointed out how you two were just so adorable, but you figured she was kind of right.

Nate picked up the check, even though you protested, telling you that the least he could do for not asking you out sooner was buy you some tacos.

Neither you or Nate were particularly extroverted, but conversation was so easy with him. It felt so much more comfortable than with other guys you’d dated. And you hated that you already felt so clingy towards Nate, but he was acting the same way. Maybe this was what you both got for those three years of suppressed feelings.

“Ugh, so you’re really going to be gone for the entire weekend for hockey? How am I supposed to keep myself entertained?”

He laughed at that, “You’ll probably just drunk snapchat me the whole time. But if you’re up for it tonight, you should come over for a bit. You know, to make up for this weekend.”

“Ok I might end up falling asleep on you, but I can’t turn that offer down.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time,” he countered.

The two of you decided to put on a movie. You intentionally sat down just close enough to Nate to be touching. You were barely through the opening scene when you felt his hand sliding up your thigh.

“Couldn’t even make it five minutes in huh?” you said, while looking up at him.

“Well,” he bit his lip, “maybe if you weren’t sitting there teasing me.”

“Me? Teasing?” you feigned offense.

“Sitting this close to me and trying way too hard to focus on the movie? While looking that good? Definitely teasing, Y/N.”

You raised your eyebrows at him. “Fine,” you said, closing what little gap there was between you and practically sitting in his lap as you leaned in for a kiss. You started the kiss slowly, wrapping your hands around his neck. Nate followed suit, one hand running through your hair and the other squeezing on your upper thigh.

He deepened the kiss, speeding up a bit. You’d kissed Nate before, but that was in the morning when your head was pounding from the mistakes of the night before. But this time felt different, fiery and a bit hungry. And honestly? You’d be perfectly content to just sit there and make out with him for like, hours, which was weird. Your roommate had told you that one of her hookups had “the lips of an angel,” which was hilarious, but now you were beginning to understand it.

Nate squeezed harder on your thigh, causing you to whimper. You looked him up and down, swollen lips and his dark eyes locked on you. He pulled you back in quickly, moving his hands under your sweatshirt and settling at the clasp of your bra. And as you were thinking about how ridiculously turned on you were, Nate pulled away, leaving you looking at him with puppy dog eyes.

“Uh, sorry, I think we should probably go to my room so Tyson doesn’t walk in on us like this.”

Right. Roommates.

You laughed, following him back to his room, “Bold of you to assume that I’m the type to fuck on the first date. I will gladly crash here though, you’ve got a pretty good mattress.”

Nate gave you a look, but couldn’t keep himself from grinning, “God, you’re such a tool.”

“Yeah, but I’m your tool,” you said, grinning back as Nate laid down, gesturing for you to come join him.

You did just that, rolling over to be closer to him as the two of you alternated between making out and talking about life until your eyes started to feel heavy.

_________

You woke up to laughter from the kitchen. Those boys. You sighed, rolling over and wishing for 10 more minutes of sleep. If it wasn’t for recent events with Nate, you’d probably believe it if he told you that he was dating Tyson. They acted like an old married couple, even more so than you and Layna.

You slipped out of Nate’s big t-shirt you’d worn as pajamas, and back into your leggings and one of his hoodies. The hockey team gave him so many, the least you could do was take a few of them off his hands. At least, that’s the excuse you gave Nate.

“Morning babe,” Nate said as you walked into the kitchen. You gave him a half awake smile and a kiss on the cheek.

“Okay, so you guys are disgusting. Y/N, or should I say new roommate, are you going to start paying me for rent or...” said Tyson, in a way that only he could. Nate was making himself coffee as you sat down on the stool next to Tyson.

“At least let me have some food or something before you start attacking me.”

“Nate makes a mean omelette, but the rule is that I get omelette priority over girls.”

“Nate can cook?” you asked, genuinely surprised since your expectations for college boys were quite low.

“Not at all, he’s only figured out omelettes so far,” Tyson said as the two of you shared a laugh.

“I’m so glad the two of you can bond at my expense,” Nate scowled, coming up behind you to rub your back anyways. You looked up at him and had to use all of the willpower you had not to kiss him.

“You guys are like a fucking Hallmark movie,” Tyson huffed.

“Don’t you have to like, pack or something?” Nate chirped back, going over to tend to his coffee.

“Don’t you?”

You broke into a fit of giggles, Tyson and Nate doing the same. And as you were trying to compose yourself, you noticed Nate, focused on you and softly smiling. The sun had just started to peek through the window, making his eyes sparkle a little bit, and you couldn’t help but smile right back at him.

You could definitely get used to this.