#i love ian i love him ahh!

[gardenerian]

hey mel! i was thinking about ian and mickey (shocker!) and i wondered, do you think ian was mostly worried about his bipolar disorder when it came to his relationship with mickey? he did think that caleb would have left him once he’d share about his disorder and with trevor even as he started being maniac, not wanting to be on meds etc. he didn’t think of breaking up for his sake. when ian is hiding, coming down from the mania and has a talk with trevor, he doesn’t really think that what happened might have made trevor sad/worried about him etc. ( as trevor didn’t care about him at all but mostly about the attention being shifted lmao ). i thought that if ian really cared about his other relationships he would have had ‘the talk’ about it like he did with mickey in season 5 and season 10, right? but both trevor and caleb seemed not to care and just mind their business whenever ian’s mood ‘shifted’. would it also be something that messed up with his self esteem, having boyfriends that didn’t seem to care, leaving him behind when it got too much or seeing as a bother? i mean. i do think that he has never loved anyone else apart from mickey and when i think of his past relationships and notice these things, i feel like he really just wanted a distraction or forced himself to move on gaslighting himself? what are your thoughts on the matter if you want to share your thoughts of course!

oh hi wow hello. been a minute since i got an ask like this, thank you! let’s see if my brain’s still got it, hmm?

i think…. ultimately, mickey is the only person ian ever saw a longterm future with. even when he was very sick, he saw mickey as his partner. once the diagnosis and its impact came, i think ian stopped seeing a future for a while. and though i do think part of the s5 breakup is for mickey’s sake, i also think it’s just a result of a desperate, clawing teenage grief. ian was always someone who knew himself and knew what he wanted… once that foundation was shaken, he just shut down. 

so much of ian’s relationship with caleb is combative - almost like he’s daring caleb to confirm his fears about himself/his past and leave him. even still, i think it’s less of a fear that caleb himself will leave him, but an overarching fear that everyone and anyone would leave him. he’s still healing and his post-diagnosis confidence is shaky. part of this journey for ian is just figuring out what’s possible. i don’t think ian’s feelings for caleb are particularly strong, i just think the relationship is a catalyst for ian to start moving forward. caleb is a poorly-written character and that whole arc is super disappointing, but ultimately it allows ian to start imagining a future for himself… just one without caleb.

i always thought that ian was a bit more invested in trevor… his feelings didn’t match those for mickey, ofc, but i think he was finding his way a bit more. or at least, he was enjoying who he was with trevor? still, i don’t think he was thinking of trevor in any longterm capacity - the pacing of that relationship was weird. i don’t think caleb or trevor really knew ian, i don’t think ian really let them know him. i think they saw either what they wanted him to be, or what he projected to them. and i don’t think he let himself know them, really, either. i’ve always said that ian was looking to fulfill different needs with caleb and trevor, but it was never partnership. you’re right, i think that made it easy for them to let ian go. ian always worried about what he had to offer... i think mickey is the only one who just wanted ian.

this is all to say that yes, i think mickey was the only person that ian wanted to be part of his future. he’s the only one that ian let himself imagine a future with. for a lot of his s6-s9 story, ian did a lot of rebuilding, but i don’t think it ever truly included love. he made a lot for himself, but it was never fully realized. mickey electrified it all, y’know? so when it comes to his bipolar, and moments when the future feels uncertain, i think it scares ian. if his mental illness makes him feel unreliable or unworthy, of course he’d worry about losing mickey again. this is the only relationship that allowed ian to be his true, entire self - but if you feel like you might lose yourself, what happens then? THANKFULLY mickey is steadfast and devoted and so patient, and ian learned to feel safe in that!!! he will trust himself!!!! and he will trust mickey to help him when he can’t!!! 

how’d i do?

[hayleythesugarbowl]

I need more ian hecox in my life!!

can I please get a fluff of them revealing feelings somehow through shayne's guess your celebrity crush video 🙏

or maybe ian winning their what would *blank* do? video (because he knows them so well 😊) and someone else in the cast making reader realize that he has big o'l feelings for them!!!

I love your work so so much!! 🫶

Celebrity Crush || Ian Hecox x reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • smosh masterlist  ⋆˚｡⋆୨୧⋆

summary: you have liked ian for some time now and despite your cast mates attempts at telling you that ian feels the same way, you don’t believe them. that is, until some interesting things are revealed through a video

word count: 1.8k

warnings: none

a/n: ahh i hope you enjoy this darling!! i kinda went with both of these ideas so i hope you like what i did 🤭

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     “And for the win—or, for second place, because Ian is in the lead by eleven points—if I could only eat one thing for the rest of my life, what would it be?”

     You smiled at the contestants, waiting. You were almost done filming ‘What Would (Y/n) Do?’ and Ian was smoking the other two competitors.

     Spencer and Courtney sat on either side of Ian, thinking on your most recent question. Ian was already writing something down on his whiteboard.

     So far, he had known almost everything about you. What your worst memory was, what item of clothing you’d want to wear if you weren’t scared to, what kind of cereal you most identified with. 

     You hadn’t known he remembered all of this stuff—some of it being things you’d only mentioned once or a really long time ago. You had known Ian for years. But, then again, you’d known Courtney and Spencer just as long.

     “Okay,” Courtney said, “I’m ready!”

     “Why don’t you start us off then,” you turned to her. “What food would I want to eat for the rest of my life?”

     “I said that one thing you get from Starbucks because I see you with it every morning,” they said, flipping their board. “And then I drew you at the bottom, see?”

     “Good answer,” you nodded at them. “And good artistry. Spencer?” 

     “I wrote pizza ‘cause your basic,” Spencer shrugged and everyone off-camera laughed. “And I think this game is bogus and rigged and also Ian cheated.”

     You giggled. “Guess who’s not getting any points this round? Anyway, Ian, last but certainly not least?”

     “Ok, remember back in 2017 when we went to that buffet for Keith’s birthday? You had that sandwich there that you said you’d sell your soul to eat for the first time again, so I went with that.”

     “I quit,” Spencer put the cap on his pen. “Courtney, you wanna go get some lunch?”

     They laughed, sharing a look. 

     You were too busy being shocked. You couldn’t believe he had remembered that. You hadn’t even remembered that. 

     “Wow Ian, I have to give you, like, 10 points for that because even I would’ve forgotten that but you’re so right!”

     “Courtney,” you continued. “I’m giving you 5, because I do love Starbucks. And Spencer gets none.”

     You smiled sweetly at Spencer and he flipped you off. You rolled your eyes at him.

     “And that means,” you finished. “With a total of 207 points—which might be the most we’ve ever had on here—Ian wins!”

     Everyone clapped and you began to do the outro, going on autopilot as you told the viewers to subscribe and click on the videos at the bottom of their screen.

     When the shoot was over, everyone began to disperse, all busy with different videos to film and edit.

     “Congratulations,” you told Ian. “I can’t believe you knew some of that stuff.”

     “Hey, what can I say,” he shrugged, looking almost embarrassed. “I pay attention. And you’re a very interesting person.”

     “I think we learned from all of the deatails here today that I’m not an interesting person,” you joked. 

     “Well, call me boring because I’m interested,” Ian said.

     You smiled, trying your hardest not to blush. You might have had a teeny, tiny crush on Ian ever since you had begun working at Smosh. 

     You stayed like that for a moment, before Ian said something about having to film a video and you said your farewells.

     He walked away and you turned around to find Courtney and Spencer waiting for you.

     “Um, what was that?” Courtney gestured to the set. 

     “What was what?” You asked them.

     “I think Courtney means the fact that Ian basically just wrote your biography,” Spencer added, putting his hands in his pockets. 

     “He knows you better than you know you!” Courtney exclaimed. They waggled their eyebrows, saying in a sing-song voice,  “I think he likes you.”

     “Dude’s obsessed,” Spencer piped in. 

     You shrugged. “What? No! We’ve known each other for a long time, that’s all.”

     “I’ve known you for a long time, and I wouldn’t have known that the item you wish you hadn’t gotten rid of was the necklace you wore to VidCon in 2018,” Courtney put their hands on their hips. 

      Okay, so they had a fair point. How did Ian remember all of this stuff about you? You refused to believe it was because he had feelings for you. Both Court and Spencer knew about your long-time crush on Ian, and they were probably just being nice.

     “He’s our boss, remember? He has to know his employees well,” you defended.

     “(Y/n), he didn’t know my first name was Charles until like last week,” Spencer said. “And yet he knows what you almost called the fish you won in second grade—which, by the way, Rover? That’s a dog name and I think Kevin is much better.”

     “Spencer’s right, my guy,” Courtney patted your shoulder. “Not about the fish thing—but Ian does, in fact, have a good, old-fashioned crush on you.”

     “This is ridiculous,” you said. “Just because I like him, doesn’t mean he likes me. And after one video of him knowing some facts about me, you think you have it all figured out?”

     “Oh it’s not just this video,” Courtney said. “You think Ian leaves little notes on all of our desks? Do you think he gets all of us coffee every day? Do you think he smiles that big when all of any of us enter a room?”

     You opened your mouth to speak, but stopped. You kind of had thought he did all of those things for everyone. You just thought he was a nice person—it was part of what attracted you to him—but you didn’t equate it to him thinking you were anything all that special. 

     “And you guys are sure?” Was all you said.

     Courtney smiled knowingly. “Yes. It’s honestly adorable. Trust me, from our perspective, Ian totally has it bad for you.”

     “That or he cheats at games, which we still haven’t completely ruled out,” Spencer teased. 

     Could all of this really be true? You tried to think back on all of your previous interactions with Ian. He had always been kind to you, interested in what you had to say, complimentary and supportive. In truth, you had mostly been blinded by your own attraction to Ian to every really focus on how he acted towards you. 

     “If Ian has feelings for me,” you stated, “which I’m not saying I think he does, what would I even do?”

     “Ask him out,” Courtney shrugged. “It’s about time, you’ve been in love with each other for years now.”

     Were you really going to do this? You felt your heart beating faster, your stomach already flipping at the thought of telling Ian how you feel. But, if your friends were right, then maybe he would feel the same way. 

     “Okay,” you looked at both of them. “Okay, I’ll talk to him.”

     “Yay!” Courtney cheered.

     “Go get ‘em,” Spencer added.

     You walked off the set, and as you left you heard Spencer talking to Courtney as they made their way in the opposite direction.

     “I’m just saying, I think I should have at least gotten a couple points for Kevin!”

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     Finding Ian was a lot harder than you had thought. He was busy filming all day, and you could never find a foot time to catch him in between shoots.

     Whenever you did see him, he would smile at you shyly and then suddenly need to be somewhere. You thought he was acting a bit weird, and it might have just been his busy schedule and the tiredness that accompanied it, but he almost seemed…nervous for something? 

     Finally, you gave up trying to talk to Ian and sat down against the wall to watch as they filmed the ‘Can Shayne Guess our Celebrity Crush?’ video.

     From the sound of it, Shayne was nearing the end of the video. You only partially listened as you scrolled on your phone. 

     “Well, damn,” you heard Shayne say. “Really thought I had that one. Then again, did I really except to get someone from art department right?”

     “Moving on to the next set of crushes,” he continued. “We have Bridget Mendler—good choice. Kesha—I think I know who this is already. And…”

     Shayne paused, and the whole studio became quiet. You looked up.

      “…(Y/n),” Shayne finished. You looked towards the monitor, seeing the images of the two other celebrities and yourself on the screen.

     Shayne looked at you off-camera. “This list is crazy. I’m going to take a wild guess and say this is Ian.”

     His eyes landed on a spot in the distance and you followed them, seeing Ian leaning against the wall, a ways away from you. You searched his face, but he was looking anywhere but you.

     “Is it Ian?” Shayne pointed at the screen and, sure enough, a picture of Ian’s face popped up. 

     You felt the breath leave your lungs. What had just happened? Had Ian just admitted to having a crush on you through a video? 

     Back on set, Shayne was running his hands through his hair, saying, “Well, that’ll give the fans something to think about…”

     But you could only watch Ian, making your way to where he was standing. You were aware of everybody’s eyes on you.

     “Really?” Was all you said once you reached him, your voice coming out as a whisper.

     Ian smiled at you. “Hey, you’re on famous birthdays, I think that counts as a celebrity.”

     That was all the encouragement you needed. Just like that, you kissed him. And he kissed you back, wrapping his arms around you. 

    “Yeah baby!” You heard someone shoot, and you pulled away to see Courtney beaming at you.

     “I promise I didn’t know that was going to happen,” Spencer grinned, holding his hands up from his spot by the computer. “I don’t actually go through these things before we shoot.”

     You giggled, turning back to Ian. 

     “Did you really not know?” He asked you. “I always thought I was kind of obvious.”

     “To everyone but me, I think,” you told him, chuckling. “I was to busy having feelings for you.”

     “And look at us now,” Ian joked, putting his arm around your shoulder. You couldn’t stop smiling. 

     “I just wish I’d had the guts to put you as one of my celebrity crushes,” you told him. 

     “Who would I have beat out?” He asked you. “Austin Butler?”

     “Let’s not get hasty,” you teased. 

     But suddenly you had an idea. You walked over to where Spencer sat. “Hey, Spence? Have you guys done my list yet?”

     “Not yet,” he whispered so Shayne wouldn’t hear him. 

     You turned back to look at Ian, who was watching you like he had finally found you and didn’t want to lose you. 

    “Can you still edit those things? Because I have a last minute adjustment,” you told him, smiling as you showed him a picture of Ian. 

     “Let’s give the fans even more to think about.”

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you had fun with this one. check out my other ian fics if you want more like this 💋

[nidhi-writes]

Kalvare - Vaanathi x ArulMozhi

The young maiden with her trembling hands as she walked into the chamber that will be shared by her and her love, the one that stole her heart for a long time, her Prince, her King and her husband now.

What if she couldn't satisfy him or his needs? What if she was not that beautiful for him to admire? Her covered body would be fully visible to his eyes now and only his forever. Will he leave her, seeing she is not a woman enough for him?

Each step she took made her heart thump faster, and at last, she reached inside. Her eyes looked around to find no one, as the dim lights made the place more surreal. Cold hair brushed her face and made her hair flow, and just like that, her eyes found the one she always searched for: her love and her heart.

He stands on the balcony, and the moonlight shines through him, making him look like Devendhiran(Indira), who could steal anyone's heart with his shining beauty.

And just like that, all the trembling thoughts left the young and beautiful princess as her husband's soft eyes shined upon her, pouring so much love out of them.

He slowly raised his hand and opened his palm, indicating her to place hers, which she did. A simple touch of their hands made their legs go jelly, but luckily, he was there to catch her, as always.

"Finally, my wife found the way to our chamber as she did with my heart," he whispered. The Arulmozhi Varman smiled at Vaanathi, his love and his princess, whom he would always cherish and never let go.

He placed her before him, her back resting against his chest, his arms encircling her protectively. They stood in silence for a moment, simply feeling the warmth of each other's presence.

"You find your comfort?" He asked, to which Vaanathi hummed 'Hmm' as she looked at the moon and the stars shining down upon them.

"Is the chilly weather okay for my Queen?" Arulmozhi chuckled as he whispered into her ears, causing Vaanthi to blush as she hummed again, 'Hmm.' This caused him to smirk as he looked at her, who was trying hard not to look at him because of her shyness.

"Will you tell me your wishes tonight? Or just humming with your sweet voice for me to decrypt it?" he whispered as his lips brushed against her ear, causing her chest to heave and her breath to be rapid.

Vaanathi turned slightly, just enough to look into his eyes. With a smile, she opened her mouth only for a beautiful melody to be left from her mouth.

En Aasai En Aasai Naana Solvaen En Aasai Naana Solvaen En Aasai Neeyae Sonnal Kannalae Aamam Enbaenae (What my desire is…I can always tell you. But if you can express (guess) it yourself. I will concur with my eyes.)

His hold on her tightened as he smiled at her words and how she sang her feelings. "Is that so?" He replied as he lifted her and walked down to their bed. He placed her gently like a flower and settled beside her. He chuckled once again at her shyness. "What happens next, then?" he asked, smirking at her. Vaanathi once again replied with a song as she continued her feminine desire to be outspoken with her song to her thief.

Engengae Udathum Poagum Angangae Uyirum Pogum Anbala Aalacholvaenae Valimigum Idangal Valimigaa Idangal Thamizhukku Therigindrathey Valimigum Idangal Valimigaa Idangal Thangalukku Therigindrathaa (Wherever your lips are going. My breath is following them. I am asking you to rule me with your Love. The parts that pain. The parts that don't. Tamil(ian) always knows. The parts that pain. The parts that don't. Do you know at all?)

Arulmozhi left her speechless as he smiled, 'Ahh.' He slowly lifted her face and cupped it, playing feather-like kisses all over her face. His hands started to untie her saree, slowly removing the jewels that had hidden her beauty.

Vaanthi smiled as he slowly made her lie down on the bed. He then started to worship her and teach her everything she needed, and soft music once again left her mouth for his ears alone.

Kalvarae kalvarae Kalvarae kalvarae Kanpugum Kalvarae kaikondu Paareero Kankondu Saereero Kalai Solli Thaareero (O Mr.Thief (!!!!)… Who is immersed in my eyes. Looking through hands. Entering through the eyes. Please teach me that art. )

The room dimmed with laughter, moans, and lovable words echoing through it, sealing the life of two gentle hearts.

Note: I am planning for another one-shot of my favourite couple, VanMozhi, where the gentle Prince teaches her the art of intimacy. Then, I heard this song, Kalvare, from Raavanan. My god, is this a coincidence or what? My hand couldn't wait to type everything so that I could read them.

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[passionartx]

Hi!! Firstly, I LOVE your Tangled AU, so glad to see Tails getting more focus in AU’s. I wondering: Do you have any general Tails related headcannons?

Hiya! 💛✨ Thank you so, so much! And ooo this is such a fun question. Tbh, I have too many, I could write an essay! This account isn’t as popular as my au blog since I’m pretty inactive on it so probably only like 3 people will see this… but I hope those hypothetical 3 people enjoy my inevitable waffle and chaos! <3

Will also use this opportunity to hype up some friends and people who’s work I admire!!!

A few of my favourite Tails Headcannons! :

- I love the idea that him and Sonic were 4 and 11 when they first met.

- Sonic will always be Tails’ big brother first and foremost… however, as Aosth Tails put it: “You’re my mom, you’re my dad and you’re my picket fence!”. Sonic having accidentally become the closest thing Tails has to a parental figure has a hold on my heart and I love how writers like @chaoxfix and my homie @myyla-x portray this in their fics!

- After having first met (and honestly even a few years in) if Sonic ever had to leave Tails alone for a while for whatever reason, maybe to protect him from a particular battle, Tails would deal with hardcore abandonment issues. Poor lil guy would fear Sonic wouldn’t come back, that he didn’t want him around anymore (which is made 10 times worse if you headcannon he was abandoned by his parents). Lil guy wouldn’t know what to do with himself <\3

- Tails reminds Shadow of Maria. Probably my favourite Tails headcannon! Though I guess it’s more of a Shadow headcannon… am I using this as an excuse to talk about it? More likely then you’d think. But ahh, those blue eyes, yellowish fur, sweet gentle childlike wonder, love of life and learning + Ian flynn has confirmed given her upbringing Maria was prob a bit of a science kid. Ah <3 Plus that brings the idea of Sonic and Tails’ dynamic reminding him of his with Maria’s and that makes me want to cry. I actually have a WIP fic about this headcannon but it’s been a wip for like a year… hopefully one day I’ll finish it cause I’m literally obsessed with the idea and want to see it through.

^ Also extra nostalgic about this headcannon cause my friendship with @sh-0-w-1-sh literally started cause they were looking for art ideas and I was like TAILS REMINDING SHADOW OF MARIA!!! And here we are almost a year later!

- For better or for worse he’s picked up a lot of his big bros traits. I’m talking puns, poses, that lil nose rub and foot tapping, occasional cockiness, being self sacrificial, the list goes on. Once he realises this or anyone else especially Sonic points it out, he’d probably be super embarrassed and deny it <3

Speaking of picking up habits…

- While he would definitely be scared by certain situations like this ( << the Starline issue 35 and 36 situation being a good example with other people being at risk and him not really understanding the situation or his role in it ) I think Tails would be pretty desensitised to being kidnapped or hostage situations at this point. He’d probably just find it an inconvenience more then anything or be entertained by the hypothetical villains incompetence. Me and @myyla-x had a conversation about this idea once and… it’s been like 6 months and we’re still talking about it. One day that’ll make sense. We got a lil carried away. Just a lil. Anyway someone get this kid therapy. <3

- An already pretty popular one but I felt the need to mention it cause I relate, but he gets so sucked into projects and his inventions that hours and hours can go by and he just zones out and forgot to eat… well, anything but mints at least.

- Tails is a theatre kid. :D Is this self projection? … maybe. If nobody else gets me @guiltypandas gets me <3 :,)

- I think Tails would be in denial if Sonic died. As smart and logical as that little guy is, given how Sonic has beat the unbeatable, has come back before and seems invisible… yeah. <\3 I think he’d always hold onto the hope that it would only be a matter of time until Sonic comes back… even if this time that wouldn’t be the case… my friend @whitecatindisguise actually wrote an amazing fic about this when we talked about the idea called He’s (Not) Coming Back (which if you haven’t already you should totally check out cause it’s amazing! And a heart breaking! The best kinda fic :,) )

- I think Tails has a heart of gold…but I also think depending on certain circumstances if he hadn’t have met Sonic he could have gone down a much darker path (which I guess ended up being somewhat proven with Nine in Sonic Prime!). Me and @casperangel have screamed about this too many times then I can count and it haunts me.

- Tails is a sweetie, a cutey patooty, like an adorable little house cat… but similarly (and yet again as proven thanks to Prime!) Tails definitely has a feral side. Especially if he hasn’t gotten enough sleep or gets his mints confiscated. @dunkinbublin and @studioboner ‘s accounts are absolute goldmines when it comes to Tails multitasking being an adorable lil guy and a feral lil menace!

- Tails and Tangle have sibling energy! I mean, Tails is basically everyone’s adopted little brother, Knuckles and Amy especially, but I think him and Tangles dynamic isn’t talked about enough and I’m super glad we’ve had some sweet moments with them in the comics! @pocketscribbs is feeding the Tails and Tangle nation fr <3

This was super fun! Thank you so much again for asking and I hope you have an amazing day! And if someone actually read all of this… you’re a trooper :,) <3

[phantom1111]

Not from around here

Homelander x female reader

Prologue ~

A loud beep startles me awake, groaning i turn to shut off my phone to stop the alarm, sitting up groggily in an attempt to wake myself up and yawning. I open up my phone and am greeted by 20+ missed messages and a few missed calls from my groupchat. Blinking in annoyance and still half-asleep i open the app up and lay back down.

Francis 🤑: Heyoo!!! We still hanging out tomorrow gang 😎😎

J-boss ⚡️: get this shit off my screen bro

Jack 💥: i mean if yall are down i got nothing planned this weekend

J-boss ⚡️: will there be bitches?

Izan 🧐: perchance…

Ian 🔥: GUYS WE SHOULD GO TRY THE NEW FLAVOR AT LITTLE CEASARS

Sandra 💋: shut up fatass… and im only going if y/n and carla are going 💁🏻‍♀️.

Carla 🧚🏻‍♂️: francis already asked our parents and they told him he can only go if i come with⚡️⚡️⚡️

Francis 🤑: i hate u

Jack 💥: i wouldnt take that man 😭

Izan 🧐: Y/N ANSWERRRR

Izan 🧐: wait all of you are going right?

Everyone: Yes!!

*10am*

You: hi guys im going

J-boss ⚡️: nonchalant ahh

You: im gonna stop you right there pal

I roll my eyes and throw my blanket off me, planting my feet onto the carpet floor beneath me. I walk over to my closet and rub the sleep out of my eyes, the only light serving me is the one coming from the sun seeping through my window.

After picking out a cute outfit i go and wash up, throwing on my clothes and looking myself in the mirror. I had chosen a black, lowcut longsleeve, tight shirt with a denim backless zip up high rise jumpsuit that flared at the ends i decide to finish off the outfit with a pair of black boots. I do a little twirl, satisfied with my smooth eyeliner and good outfit choice. Opening my phone back up to quickly text them that im ready and for someone to come pick me up.

I hear a knock at my front door and grab my black star shaped purse. “Bye mom!! Ill see you later love you!!” I call out and she reminds me to text her when im on my way back. I skip out the door and lock it behind me. “Sooo the mall right? Is everyone there yet” jack shrugs “i dunno everyone just said to hurry, also j-boss is in the backseat” i step into the passenger seat of his car and we head to the mall.

About 20 minutes later we pull up to the parking lot and walk into the macys, quickly spotting francis and carla talking to each other until they notice us “HEYYY Y/N” i wince at carla’s enthusiasm “heyy we should probably quiet down being out in public and all” she giggles and latches onto my arm. “Hey dont forget IM in charge of the card” francis snatches a card from carlas hand and they start bickering. I roll my eyes and sit down at a bench with jason and jack “hey when did Ian, Izan, and Sandra say when they were coming?”

As if on cue they walk into the macys, all arguing about who gets to ride shotgun next time. “Hi guys!! Looks like the whole gang is here right.. heh!” I playfully jab jack on the side waiting for everyone to laugh “good one right…!” Sandra cringes and only Izan laughs “if izan is the only one laughing thats a sign you should stop trying to be funny” I look over at jason with a glare.

*3 hours later*

“Ok i think thats enough shopping..” i look over at sandra and carla, all of us carrying multiple bags on each arm. “I should have let francis keep the card.. dads gonna KILL me” carla groans and we continue walking through the mall, or more like trudging along with all our bags. Until we finally catch a glimpse of all the boys in a vr video game store screaming “what the fuck are they doing??”

Sandra walks in and we see them all connected to the same game, their point of view projected on a giant screen. “I think its like a zombie apocalypse thing ive played this before” i sneak up behind ian and pinch his neck, he squeals and throws the headset off, turning to me with his fists raised ready to fight. I raise my hands in mock surrender and burst out laughing with sandra and carla, the boys take off their headsets to look at ian, bewildered, sending us into a further fit of laughter.

The store owner walks up to us and tells us to leave “whoops…” i let out a last laugh and wipe a tear from my eye. “Bro ian youre really getting butched around by y/n” they laugh at him and we walk out of the mall after buying ourselves a drink at one of the stands. I take a sip of my horchata and giggle. “Hey wait i gotta tie my laces!!” We turn to Francis who is far behind us and as i begin to walk towards him i feel the ground below me slip from my feet. I scream and feel myself plummet, my skin feeling as though its warping around me until i slam against a grassy surface.

I look up and groan, hearing the rest of my friends make noises of pain and confusion behind me. “What the hell..???” I sit up and look around, there seems to be a television crew but they look startled and start making their way towards us, along with a group of random bystanders. I try to stand up and i look around me, noticing we are in a completely different city “yo where the fuck are we??” I hear jason exclaim behind me. Ian points at the giant building in front of us “is that the fucking vought tower” i gasp and my jaw drops, the crowd around us getting larger and i notice some of them wearing vought merch “theres no way this is real right?” I turn to look at them trying to make sense of the situation.

A loud thud surprises me and the crowd breaks apart, now taking photos and turning their attention partly to the person. The figure gets closer and I realize its THE homelander.

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HII thank you to anyone who read this, I’ve never posted any kind of writing and i kind of just came up with this on a whim. I know it looks like WATTPAD writing 🫣 but please let me cook, by the time anyone is reading this i would have probably have published more parts so if you like it lucky you, if you don’t then im sorry for releasing more of this vermin onto earth 😭🙏🏾 (tips/ideas welcomed)

[blocked-zombieartist]

More reactions to the Brothers Hawthorne

Warning: Spoilers

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I guess I can see why people want this guy to play Jamie in the tv series. I just feel like Jamie is taller and broader tbh

Reactions!

“But then it wouldn’t be a gift from his father.” Pg. 166 Jamie, my boy, my sweet precious bean let me hug you

The fight with Rohan, pg. 190: Ma sexy Jameson 🥵

Pg. 191. “Jameson excelled at pissing people off, and he’d always been taught to play to his strengths.” Lmao

pg. 194. Oh, only three broken ribs, Jamie? ONLY THREE?? Someone help this man

pg. 204, Rohan: “I’d be wagering on the likelihood that Ms. Grambs breaks up with him within the year.” Stfu Rohan, before I beat yo ass

pg. 215: Squeak and limes. That’s all imma say lol

Pg. 217: “Tobias Davenport” oh really you little shit? How bout you rise from the dead and catch these hands bro?

pg. 224 and 225, what ifs with Acacia. My sweet Gray-Gray…

pg. 230: WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WITH THE STUFF IN THE DEPOSIT BOX???

pg. 235: Okay, so you’re telling me that that damn old man straight up and told Grayson TO HIS FACE that HE was gonna inherit everything?? I swear, if that bitch wasn’t already dead I’d kill him myself

pg. 238: WHAT THE HELL IS JAMIE’S SECRET THEN, GOOD GODS

Basically all of chapter 55: STFU EVE. Bonus, pg. 268 of chapter 55: Eve- “I’m alone.” GOOD, YOU MANIPULATE, SORRY EXCUSE FOR A DUMPSTER FIRE!!! And whose fault is it that you’re alone? 🙄🙄🙄 Disgusting

Pg. 276: AHH GRAYSON’S TICKLISH?!?! I love that, thank you JLB

chapter 60: lmao, how’s that “one track mind” working for ya now, Jamie? Ya girl distracting you a lil? Lol

pg. 307-312 I cannot believe Emily. Bloody hell, two brothers within ten seconds. Good gods, girl belonged on the streets

Pg. 318: THE KEY ON THE COVER???

pg. 336: lol, Gigi’s reaction to shirtless Nash

chapter 75: STFU IAN YOU SORRY EXCUSE YOU DO NOT DESERVE MY JAMESON

PG. 358: AVERY—“You’re better than fine.” PARALLEL TO PAGE 223 IN THE INHERITANCE GAMES?!?!? THE BATHROOM SCENE? WHEN JAMIE SAID TO HER THAT SHE IS “BETTER THAN OKAY”??? HELLO?? I jumped up to grab TIG so fast when I read that. Also: POWER COUPLE ❤️❤️❤️

All of chapter 76 really. What a climactic character.

[midnightmah07]

ahh hi hi the ask game looks fun!!

hfdsfshs this might be too obvious but 💬 for damali and jamil? :0

Hey hey Ian!! It is plenty fun I really like it😭😭😭 (would love to see you doing it if u were interested)

Also ty for the request!! This was actually something I began writing when Vil's event first came but I never finished it, so I'm taking the opportunity to do so now!

Jamil jumped once he felt the soft contact of Damali’s lips against his ear. He quickly walked away, covering his ear and looking at the girl in disbelief. She, on the other hand, looked just a bit confused, as she touched her lips while her eyes widened.

“I thought that was your cheek.”

“That was my ear–” Jamil managed to say despite his embarrassment, his face a blushing mess. “What do you think you're doing?”

Damali chuckled, a playful smile on her face.

“Well, since you smell so nice I needed to make sure to leave a mark on you so other women would stay away.” She explained, pointing towards her lips, her lipstick to be exact. “But I guess I missed the spot.”

“Because I smell good?” He was even more confused as Damali simply laugh.

“Did you forget? My dear, I'm certain you look stunning at the moment, but I can't see.” Jamil pouted at that. “The smell of your cologne is what caught my attention.

“Right…” Jamil mumbled, taking his hand off his ear and noticing the slight stain that had managed to get caught in his fingers. He blushed. “you got what you wanted. My ear is marked.”

Damali clapped, a happy smile appearing as her eyes sparkled. “Really? Did I really manage to make it stained?”

"Yes, congratulations." Jamil sighed, looking around for a piece of paper. "I'm gonna need to clean that off."

"Of course not!" Damali quickly grabbed his arms, stopping him from walking away. She had a frown on her face, she looked like a child. "I kissed you to mark you, it'd defeat the purpose if you washed that off!"

"I– you're crazy." Jamil rolled his eyes. "I can't go outside by the side of Vil Schoenheit with a lipstick stain on my ear."

The girl pouted but let him go. Jamil quickly walked around and found something to wipe the lipstick off his ear. As he did so, he couldn't help but notice Damali frowning and fidgeting with her fingers.

He sighed.

"Dama, you're smart enough to know I can't walk around like that, why are you suddenly being so immature?" He asked genuinely. She wasn't like that, yes she was a bit of a trickster and liked to poke fun at him but she wouldn't demand something so outrageous.

It was when Damali mumbled something about girls being all over beautiful men that he finally got it.

She was jealous.

That was very interesting.

"Don't tell me... You're jealous?"

"I am not."

"You look like you are."

"Well, if you need to somehow mark me." Jamil lifted her head, making their faces close and he couldn't help but rejoice when seeing her blush. When he finally had her in his hands, and not the opposite for once. "There's a place where lipstick wouldn't really catch any attention."

With that, Damali giggled, quickly understanding what he was doing.

"What's gotten into you so suddenly? You almost never flirt back."

"Then try not to waste this opportunity."

He didn't need to say it twice, as Damali's lips quickly crashed against his.

[renee-writer]

Jamie and Jenny Chapter 21

AO3

“It has to be special,” she is telling Claire, “it being his first and all.”

 

Claire is impressed by Jenny’s  thoughtfulness. It is, after all, their first Father’s Day without Brian.

 

That she wishes to make sure Jamie is honored, remembered, as her de-facto dad, that says a lot about her. All good.

 

“I think something that comes from the heart would be best. Something that shows how you feel.”

 

“Thanks Claire.” She hugs her and runs off.

 

She brings him breakfast in bed.

 

“What is this then?” He sits up and grins at his sister.

 

“Happy Father’s Day.”

 

He blinks away the tears that are threatening to fall.

 

“Jenny I, ahh thank you.”

 

“I ah, wrote you something.”

 

She shyly hands it over.

 

He reads it and the tears can no longer be held in.

 

‘Jamie,

Happy Father’s Day. Thank you. Thank you that I am not in care, grieving the loss of dad and mam alone. Thank you for seeing to me, I know you didn’t have too. Thank you for holding me when the nightmares come, for making sure I do my homework, for not fussing to much about Ian. Thank you for being the best big brother and dad a lass could have.

I love you. “

 

“I love you too. So so much. Thank you Jenny. I will cherish this.”

 

He has it framed and hung to her great joy.

[crystallizsch]

Hello Ian! ♡

Can I get 💬 for Yuuna and Riddle please? (I was tempted to say Ace or Deuce but I think Riddle would be more interesting!)

I know I've told you this before but I love Yuuna, and I can't wait to see more content for them!! ♡ (I love Yuusha too though!!)

Thank you! ♡

AHH HI HI thank you for the ask sheep!! 💕💕 (ask game here!)

GHSKDLFJ yeah adeuce is really obvious 😭 (but im still not against getting asks for them if anyone else is interested)

and actually!! i have something for yuuna and riddle so this is a really good excuse to actually show some of their dynamic :D

Yuuna & Riddle ━━━━━━✦

🌹: What kind of books do you like, Prefect?

🩷: I... I don't know. I don't read that often to know. Why are you asking?

The Heartslabyul Housewarden looked at the Ramshackle Prefect with disbelief and sighed.

🌹: ...That explains your slightly below average grades. I'm asking because I want to recommend you a leisurely book to read.

🩷: Oh, is that why you invited me to the library?

🌹: Of course. You're a frien– I mean – you're essentially an honorary Heartslabyul member, funnily enough. You're always at our Unbirthday parties after all. Additionally, if you get into the habit of reading, maybe those habits will rub off on Ace, Deuce, and Grim considering how close you all are together– –Ah, there it is.

A familiar book on the shelf caught Riddle's eye and went to get it for Yuuna.

🩷: Ooh, it has a cute cover. What is it about?

🌹: It's a really condensed-down version of a history of Twisted Wonderland. It's written for children. I think you'd like it, Prefect.

🩷: Th-thanks...?

Despite the implication of choosing this book for them, Yuuna still smiled sweetly at Riddle.

🩷: I appreciate the thought.

Their hands brushed against one another as Riddle handed the book over to Yuuna. Even if they both wore gloves for their school uniforms, that fleeting touch caused a slight jolting sensation throughout Riddle.

On top of that incredibly kind smile on the prefect's face, Riddle felt emotions that felt very new. Was it embarrassment? Awkwardness? Whatever it was, it felt unbecoming of him. He tried to shake it off, but the feeling persisted.

As his cheeks started to turn warm. Riddle couldn't help but wonder if he was coming down with something, but deep down, he knew that wasn't the case.

🌹: Ahem. In any case, finish reading the book as soon as possible and don't delay it any further.

[sam-loves-seb]

Hi! I loved your fic about Ian and Mickey's car accident, and the psychological and emotional impact it had on Mickey. I reread it a while back, and a couple days ago I started thinking about what it'd look like for there to be another accident (car or otherwise, even just getting whooped by a sickness) but it's Mickey who's hurt real bad, and how that'd look for the impact on Ian and also how Mickey handles actually having someone (more than one someones) who cares about him.

I don't know if you take requests, so if not, just take this as a little thought i wanted to share!!

ahh thank you so much ! i'm so glad you enjoyed my little story 💙

i'm right there with you, i love a good hurt!mickey fic where ian has to take care of him in some capacity and mickey has to deal with letting him do shit for him. you mentioned a sick!mickey fic and i have one of those written already that i'll link here !

as for other whump-type fics with hurt!mickey, i have a couple that i'll link here, here, and here, but i don't think i have one (yet) that has mickey quite as hurt as ian was in we've got time. though i would like to see, like you said, the impact of that on ian, so maybe i'll write something with that soon 🤔🤔

anyways, thanks for the ask 💙💙

[hayleythesugarbowl]

U should write more Ian x reader, like a besties to lovers one? No pressure if ur busy ofc <3

More Than Friends || Ian Hecox x reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • smosh masterlist ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

summary: you have been ignoring your growing feelings for your best friend ian, but when you are chosen to do a romantic scene together will those feelings stay hidden?

word count: 3.5k

warnings: mild cursing

a/n: ahh thank you so much for this request ml, i’ve been meaning to write for ian again!! hope you enjoy this and have a wonderful day!! 🎀☁️🍒

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     “Ok, hear me out. The story is ‘getting a root canal’ but we make it a full on musical with production numbers and everything.”

     Angela’s loud voice broke over the chatter you had been drowning out and you looked across the table. 

     You had been sitting in an early-morning writers meeting discussing ideas for a new sketch for what felt like hours. 

     Whoever thought it would be a good idea to make you and everyone else be creative at 8:00am….

     “Angela,” Chanse chided.

     “What? I had a dentist appointment this morning and I was inspired.”

     “Anyone else have any ideas that don’t have the words ‘root canal’ in them?” Chanse asked.

     “What screams Smosh more than a root canal musical!” Angela looked around the room for help.

     Alas, it didn’t look like you were getting anywhere anytime soon. 

    You watched as Ian, who sat to your left, let his head slip from his hand where it had been rested on the table.

     “Look alive, Mr. President-of-the-company,” you whispered to him, covering the fact that you had definitely been watching him longer than was friend-like.

     Looks like you weren’t the only one who suffered from drowsiness that morning.

     “I was totally paying attention,” Ian yawned. “Something about boats.”

     You rolled your eyes and smiled at your best friend. You’d known Ian since you two were little—in fact, he was the reason you'd got your job at Smosh all those years back.

     You’d been staying with him for the past week while your apartment was being renovated and you'd definitely stayed up too late last night watching reruns of friends. Which probably contributed to you both nodding off during this meeting.

   “Twenty bucks says someone suggests kiss currency part two,” you whispered to Ian.

     “Are you kidding? No way I’m gonna take you up on that, I don’t have spare cash on me.”

     “Did someone say kissing?” Courtney waggled her eyebrows. 

     “Yeah, (Y/n) was just begging me to suggest a kissing sketch,” Ian teased.

     You smacked Ian’s arm, feeling your cheeks warm. “I was not!”

     “Ian just wants to kiss you, that’s all,” Anthony leaned over his friend to tell you conspiratorially.

     Ian pretended to gag. “I’d rather kiss Shayne.”

     “Hey!” Shayne threw up his hands in outrage.

     You laughed along with everyone but you couldn’t stop yourself from clenching your fist around your coffee mug.

     You couldn’t exactly pinpoint when you had begun to have feelings for Ian that were more than friendly. One minute he was just your best friend Ian and the next he was this funny, attractive guy who made your pulse race when he touched your arm or gave you one of his smiles. 

     You knew Ian didn’t return your feelings—you were sure of that. This new development was entirely one sided. Which was why you were absolutely, definitely never going to tell him. Ever.

     You sighed as you watched Ian lean away from you and towards Anthony to whisper something to him.     

     Everyone was silent for a moment and you leaned back in your seat, running a hand through your hair. 

     “Hey, to piggyback off of the kissing thing,” Anthony started, his voice breaking through the silence, “what if we did an ‘every dramatic love confession scene ever’? It’s been a while since we’ve done that style of video.”

     “Ooh good idea,” Ian said, “Those ‘we want the old Smosh’ people will love that. I can already see the views.”

     “Always ‘the content’ with you,” you teased him.

     “He’s right though,” Spencer chimed in, “Especially if we had you and Ian do some scenes together. People would eat that up; it’ll give ‘em more material for their edits. I’m talking Shourtney part two.”

     You watched as Shayne and Courtney looked at each other and grinned. Damn it, why couldn’t you and Ian be like them!

     But, Spencer wasn’t wrong. Ever since you had begun working at Smosh, fans had been convinced you and Ian were dating. You guys had always laughed about all of the comments and posts together. 

     You and Ian? As if!

     But lately, as you watched the fan edits and read the YouTube comments, you couldn’t help but wish that you and Ian actually were what all of these people thought you were. 

     “I can see it now: April 1st, 2025, Ian and (Y/n). Shourtney part two” Ian echoed Spencer’s comment and nodded. “Zach Justice and Tara level shipping.”

     “You know who they are, grandpa?” You snorted.

     “For the last time, I’m four months older than you!”

     You laughed as Ian spoke again.

     “I mean, I’m in if you’re in,” he turned to you,  “For the sketch. If you don’t mind pretending to be into me. I know it’ll be hard not to fall hopelessly in love with me.” 

     “How will I ever manage,” you deadpanned sarcastically, even as your palms began to feel sweaty. Ignoring your feelings on a daily basis was hard enough, let alone doing a love scene together. But you couldn’t very well refuse and have everyone, including Ian, wonder why. 

     Besides, it could be fun. It’d been a while since you’d done a sketch, and regardless of how you felt about Ian, he was still your best friend and you would get to spend a lot of time on set with him. 

     You took a deep breath. You were probably going to regret the next words that came out of your mouth. 

     “Let’s do it”

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     “Shut up and kiss me,” you said, throwing your pretend purse to the ground as you stepped forwards.”

     “Not until you promise me that I’m the only one,” Ian sniffed dramatically. “I cant lose you again, baby.”

     “It’s only you,” you yelled, “It’s always only been you.”

     “Then kiss me,” Ian took a step towards you. “Kiss me like you’ve never kissed anyone before.”

     “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear you say that,” you leaned in. 

     “And then we kiss,” Ian said in a lighter voice, breaking character as you ended the scene. “I feel like it should be raining in the background of this, damn. Ooh, note to self: talk to them about fake rain.”

     “Right,” you smiled shakily, trying not to let the scene have affected you. You were at Ian’s place—your apartment still wasn’t livable—and Ian had suggested you rehearse your scene again for the shoot the next day. 

     You had just received the script and were already panicking a how real it all was. The two characters in the scene were friends who fell in love with each other. Just your luck.

     You silently cursed whoever had written the whole thing. 

     “So do you want to rehearse the kiss before tomorrow?” Ian’s voice brought you out of your thoughts.

     “Oh, um, I think it might be better if we just wing it. You know, realistic first kiss and all.”

     “As long as you don’t pull a Jennifer Lawrence on me,” Ian laughed, “No garlic fries.”

     You placed a hand to your chest in mock surprise, “Wow Ian, two pop culture references in one day? I’m so proud.”

     “I learned from the best,” Ian booped your nose and you felt your heart flutter. 

     You flopped down on your couch-bed in the middle of the living room and kicked your pajama-pant-clad legs out in front of you. 

     Ian sat down next to you and picked up the TV remote. “Do you mind?”

     You shook your head as he turned on the television. A show was playing that you’d definitely seen before, but you weren’t paying attention. 

     You couldn’t focus on anything but Ian’s presence next to you as he scooted closer to you and laid his arm over the back of the couch behind you. He smelled like pine and soap and a hint of the day’s cologne and the scent was so familiar and so damn attractive that you couldn’t ever imagine a time when you hadn’t wanted him all over you. How had you been so ignorant then?

     You rested your head on Ian’s chest and let out a sigh. All of this was so normal—you two laying there, watching TV, falling asleep next to each other—and yet it felt so different. 

     Ian kissed the top of your head gently and mumbled “Goodnight, (Y/n).”

     You muttered a soft, “‘Night.”

     Sometimes, when you were really desperate, you imagined that your best friend felt the same way about you that you did about him. In all the little ways that he made you feel special and loved, you found an almost something. It was times like these that you let yourself imagine, what if?

     But then you reminded yourself that you and Ian had always been this way. The only difference was your pulse racing and your heart jumping into your throat whenever he looked at you or touched you. 

     You let your eyes close as the sounds of whatever comedy was on played in the background.

     It was strange how you could feel so anxious and so comfortable at the same time. Despite all the new uneasiness that came with your romantic feelings towards Ian, you were still calmed by his presence. You still knew him better than anyone else. You still wanted this forever. Which is why you couldn’t let yourself change things. 

     You felt Ian wrap his arm around you and you shifted slightly on the bed. This felt right, you thought. How could you dare mess that up with unrequited love making everything difficult?

     Because that was scary. Changing everything was scary. Losing him was scary. But this? This was comfortable, you thought. And it was true. 

     You had never felt more comfortable before in your life.

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     You had never felt more uncomfortable in your life. 

     You’d thought last night was awkward, reading through the script with Ian. But today, as you reminded yourself you’d have to kiss him and not make it seem like it meant anything to you, you were sweating through your floral-pattern dress. 

     “Hey (Y/n)!”

     You spun around to find Ian wearing a full on tuxedo, complete with a boutonnière and everything. 

     “Wow, you look—”

     “Like prom threw up on me? Yeah, I know,” Ian joked, “But you look like the lead in a romcom so thumbs up costume coordinator.”

     You looked down at your dress. You had gone to costuming earlier on and had just come out of hair and makeup. You hoped you hadn't already sweated it all off. 

     You looked back up at Ian. He looked—well, aside from drop dead gorgeous—like he had eaten something that didn’t quite agree with him.

     You opened your mouth to ask if he was feeling ok when you were called to set by one of the directors.

     “Looks like that’s us,” Ian smiled but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

     You walked over to the set that you would be using, which looked like the outside of a building that could have been a school or a convention center. Apparently Angela had just had it lying around from a previous play. It looked really realistic, almost too realistic.

     You took a deep breath as you stepped onto set and Ian followed you. 

     You got this, you told yourself, you know all of your lines and you’re not going to mess this up.

     You looked out at the rest of the Smosh cast and crew, busy on set or waiting for their scenes. 

     “Ok and rolling…” you heard the director call.

     You prepared yourself. Ian stepped to the side of you. “You ready for this?”

     “Yeah,” you whispered, “definitely. Are you ok? You look pretty pale.”

     “I’m good,” Ian assured you with a nod, “just ate some weird pistachios at the snack table. I’d stay away if I were you.”

     “Noted,” you giggled.

     “…And Action!”

     You immediately were thrown into the scene. Ian had the first line and you tried to get into character.

     “What is your problem, Amy?” Ian said.

     “My problem?” you spat, trying to channel your inner romcom protagonist, “Are you really going to make me sit here and spell it out for you, Jake?”

     “That’d be nice,” Ian—Jake—scoffed.

     “Fine,” you made your voice shaky, “You wanna know what my problem is? My problem is that you came here with Veronica when you knew that all I wanted to do was be your date tonight.”

     “How would I know that? Was I supposed to just guess? You’re my best friend, Amy, why wouldn’t you just tell me!”

     “You want to know why I didn’t tell you?” You—Amy—asked him. “Because you’re my best friend. That’s why. I’ve had to sit here and watch you with girl after girl while all I wanted was as to be one of them.”

     You stepped closer to Ian as you kept saying your lines, trying to summon tears “I have been in love with you for years. Years, Jake. But I couldn’t tell you because I didn’t want to lose this.”

     You gestured between the two of you, trying to clear your mind and do what you had rehearsed. You refused to let any of your own thoughts slip in. 

     You continued, “I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. So go ahead. It’s ruined now. Go back to your date and have the best night with her. I’ll just be here on the sidelines like I always have been.”

     You turned and pretended to walk away and as planned Ian grabbed your wrist and you spun around.

     “You don’t get it,” he started, “I love you. I always have loved you. From the moment I met you, I have loved you. I love the way you tie your hair up when you’re working on something. I love the way your nose scrunches up when something amuses you. I love your perfume and the way it kinda makes me dizzy when I’m near you. I love you. I have never loved anyone more.”

      Ian’s eyes were intense as he looked down at you. 

     “And I never told you because, look at you. You’re way out of my league, I was lucky to have you as a friend. But, it’s always been you. I love you so much and I can’t believe you love me back. I’ll keep saying it as long as I am still breathing. I love you, I love you, I love you.”

     Even though it was acting, you’d never seen Ian like this. Not even when you were rehearsing. This was raw and emotional and it was hard not to let yourself believe it was real. The air was thick and you were both breathing heavy, the room silent except for the synchronized sound of your breathing. You stepped towards Ian, preparing to tell him to ‘shut up and kiss you’, as the script said, but he kept speaking.

     “I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to say all this. But, I want to be more than friends. And now that you know, will you be  more than friends with me, (Y/n)?”

     You jolted at his use of your name and not your character’s. None of this was in the script, as far as you knew.

     “Ian—” You whispered, looking around. 

     He took your hands, swallowing hard. “This is real, (Y/n). And I meant every word.”

     You couldn’t process what was happening. You searched Ian’s face and he looked honest and hopeful and a little scared. But he was sincere. You didn’t see any evidence that this was some kind of practical joke. Was Ian saying…

     You moved to stand even closer to him. 

     “Shut up and kiss me,” you said hesitantly, saying the line you were supposed to say earlier. 

     A slow smile came to Ian’s face, getting what you were doing. “Not until you promise me that I’m the only one, I cant lose you again, baby.”

     “It’s only you,” you whispered, “It’s always only been you.”

     “Then kiss me,” Ian said. “Kiss me like you’ve never kissed anyone before.”

     “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear you say that,” you leaned in. 

     And scene, You thought, So much for not letting this be real.

     And then your lips were on his, and you were kissing him. And Ian was kissing you back. He grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to him. You ran your hands through his hair and you felt him shiver beneath your touch.

     As you kissed Ian, your best friend, you silently thanked your luck—that this had happened, that Ian returned your feelings.

     Ian pulled away gently, brushing your hair back from your face.

     “Wow,” you breathed, “that was—”

     “That was everything I’d imagined it would be,” Ian said.

     And then, all of a sudden, the entire studio burst into applause. You looked out at all of your friends and cast mates clapping and cheering for you. Had they been in on this the whole time? Had they all known that Ian would break character and confess real feelings for you?

     “Just to be sure,” Ian said, “You do actually like me back right? You weren’t just finishing the scene?”

     You laughed, “Yes, Ian, I like you. A lot.”

     “Phew,” Ian laughed, calling out to the people gathered, “It’s a yes guys, she said yes! And sorry about ruining the shoot!”

     “You kidding? That was the most realistic love scene I’ve ever seen. How could we not use that?” Anthony called back.

     You giggled and placed your hands on Ian’s chest, “About that, I didn’t know you could be so cheesy and romantic.”

     “Only for you,” he said. “And I wouldn’t say cheesy. Poetic and beautiful, maybe.”

     You rolled your eyes at him, but you’d never been happier. You wouldn’t be able to stop smiling for days. And you didn’t want to. 

     All this time, as you’d been battling your own feelings, Ian had had feelings for you. You no longer had to pretend, because everything you wanted with Ian was already happening. 

     You smiled up at him, “I love you, Ian.”

     You had said it so many times platonically, but it felt different now. And yet the same.

     “I love you so much, (Y/n).”

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     You put your hair up into a ponytail as you walked towards Ian’s office. You had changed out of your romcom dress and back into the clothes you wore to the studio today. Now that you were done with the shoot, Ian had said he wanted to take you out. Your first real date. 

     You rounded the corner and went to enter Ian’s doorway, but you stopped when you heard voices. 

     “Hey, thanks man,” Ian’s voice carried into the hallway. “Thanks for suggesting that sketch.”

     “Anything for my friend,” Anthony said. “When your best friend whispers ‘hey can you suggest a sketch where me and (Y/n) have to be romantic together’ you step up.”

     You strained to hear. What? Was Ian saying he had planned that whole thing? He was the one who wanted to do that sketch?

     “Besides,” Anthony continued, “I didn’t even really do anything. You wrote the whole thing. Speaking of which, damn man, warn somebody! I’ll bring tissues to set next time.”

     You couldn’t believe it! That entire scene, about two random characters, Ian had written it all for you and him. 

     “You wrote all that?” You stepped into Ian’s office a look of shock on both men’s faces.

     “(Y/n), how much of that did you hear?” Ian asked nervously.

     “Enough to be even more in love with you than when I walked over here, if that’s possible.”

     Ian looked relieved as he came over to you and put his arms around you. “Well, then yeah, I wrote it. And I meant every word I said about loving you.”

     “Wow, I gotta work on my speech writing skills,” you teased, “I didn’t know I was best friends with The Bard himself this whole time.”

     “It’s a gift,” Ian smiled, kissing you softly. “And I had plenty of time to practice being poetic, being in love with you for years.

     “I’m going to go,” Anthony’s voice interrupted, “because I feel like a third wheel and not because my eyes are watering—damn allergies. I’m so happy for both of you.”

     Anthony left the room and you both burst into laughter. 

    Ian placed a soft kiss to your lips again, and you smiled. You couldn’t believe this was your reality. 

     Some of your best memories and moments were with Ian as a best friend. And now you got to experience a whole new world with Ian your boyfriend. You couldn’t wait.

     You were wrong the night before, you thought, as Ian wrapped his arms around you.     

     This, this was the most comfortable you’d ever been. 

     “Hey, I hate to interrupt,” Angela peeked into the room, “but now that we’re done with the operation-get-Ian-and-(Y/n)-together sketch—congrats by the way—where are we at on Root Canal the Musical?”

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope y’all enjoyed this!! if you did, check out my other ian fic + my ian hcs 🤭🍓💌

[acidheaddd]

The Sims is love. List 5 facts about a favorite sim couple of yours, and why you love them so much. Then pass this on to 5 others, whose sim couple(s) you also love. 💘💕 :D

Ahh! Thank you for the ask. This gives me a chance to really introduce Ian and Clover's dynamic. TW for a small mention of child abuse.

Ian is absolutely a golden retriever boyfriend and wouldn't hesitate to die for Clover. Thankfully, he hasn't had to yet, but he did get a tattoo of a clover on his hand for her -- which to him might as well be dying as he was terrified of seeing any blood while he was getting it done. 😂

Around the time of Clover's graduation, her and Ian had a bit of a falling out before she re-invited him, but neither of them were able to make it because before the ceremony, Clover's mom hurt her badly enough to put her in the hospital. Ian stayed with her and advocated for her until she woke up days (weeks? I can't remember, Julie and I talked about it so long ago 😂) later.

After Clover woke up at the hospital, it became obvious she suffered from amnesia. Which is a whole thing I'm not gonna get into now, but. The first real thing she remembered about Ian was when he tripped over his own feet, then spun around, did a dab and said "parkour". 😂 When she told him she remembered it, he told her to forget it again.

Clover has a son from her relationship with Sebastian. Ian pretty much loves him like his own and didn't hesitate to agree to meet him when Clover felt comfortable enough to introduce them to each other.

Their relationship begun because they both dated Christian (Heath and Ariel's son) and he dumped them both for different reasons. Ian and Clover 100% had better chemistry together than with Christian anyways. 😂

[reggieservices]

Hi! I was wondering if you still do bowers gang ships and if I could get a ship :)

I am an Asian girl about 5 feet I have black hair medium length hair and brown eyes. I wear douyin makeup. My style is either soft style or big shirts, flannel and jeans. I love making people laugh and am funny, and use sarcasm. I like listening to music and have mommy issues

no hate all y'all short as fuck i feel like a giant😭

I pair you with...

⭐Henry Bowers⭐

⭐Okay so I knew I had to pick Henry the second I saw flannel and jeans im sorry-

⭐He’d constantly give you his clothes, despite you being a literal foot shorter than him

⭐Parades you around school with his baggy ass flannels which end at the end of your thighs

⭐Likes your makeup alot, thinks you look so cute

⭐Dont even think about asking to put it on his face

⭐He doesnt care he will DECK you (or so he says)

⭐He will eventually let you do his make up

⭐But only if you'll sit on his lap while you do it (nasty ahh mf)

⭐Make sure you dont snap a picture he will hunt you down

⭐Sarcasm you say? this man will win that fight every time, dont even TRY

⭐Will play with your hair all. the. time. not even joking he just wants to feel how soft it is 24/7

⭐Most likely listens to the same music as you, I imagine him as one of those people that listens to everything (yes even country, Ian Noe is his shit)

⭐Would even listen to your music if he didnt like it, as long as he could spend quality time with you he doesnt care

⭐Mommy issues? something for you 2 fellas to bond over ya welcome

My bad for being dead y'all lmao the comeback boutta be crazy (it wont im probably gonna be gone by tmrw)

[sunnydayroleplay]

Ahh could we get a coulrophobic sunshine x Jack scenario? I hate clowns but Jack is such a comfort character for me 😭😭💕💕💕

Sorry I got to this so late! Drawing them stripper boys is a lot of work! Will post those on my art account! @feralhalfnhalfcreamer

Thanks for such the cute idea, I didn't really like clowns before Jack, but Jack is just a huge comfort to me now. That said, let's write it! Contents Inside: Coulrophobic Sunshine, Some mentions of scream/panic, otherwise very wholesome and sfw.

Just because this is SFW Content, does not mean minors should interact with this post, and this game as it is an 18+ community only. For SFW/Non-18+ Related content/artwork, go follow my non-roleplay account(s) mentioned above. ___________________________________________________________

Jack goes through that T.V screen of yours was absolutely horrifying, no doubt about it.

But seeing that he was a tall blue hair ghost clown as well?

Even more horrifying.

Poor thing, you were just in the corner screaming for dear life while Jack kept trying to calm you down.

Which only made you scream more.

After countless days of 'off and on' sleep, you tried your best to rationalize.

He hasn't hurt you the entire time he's been here.

All Jack ever has done was try to calm you down when you went on one of your tangent panics.

He's cleaned up your house, and wonderfully at that.

He's even made you breakfast!

Who doesn't love a good homemade pancake with delicious fruits and sticky syrup?

Jack's been trying his best to take his time with you.

You can tell from the way he approaches you slowly and refrains from sudden movement, like if you were approaching the neighborhood stray to pet it.

Slowly but surely, you decide to reach out to him for the first time.

As he's cooking your breakfast one morning per usual, you stand next to him and watch the magic happen.

Jack takes notice and side eyes you.

A small smile crept from his lips for a quick second before he put his attention on not burning the cake.

When he finishes, he hands you the plate of flap-jacks.

You tell him to sit next to you, and he obliges.

He slowly pulls up a chair and scoots in beside you, hands on the table and with a soft gaze.

You couldn't help but smile back, he was so sweet.

You felt bad, but he could understand.

I mean he came out of nowhere, and how was he supposed to know you were afraid of clowns?

No hard feelings at all!

You look at him and manage to mutter a good morning to him.

"Morning! H-How are you? Are you alright?"

His tone was energetic and excited.

This would be the first time you ever talked together normally.

He slowed himself down because he didn't wanna scare you off as he just began to make progress.

"I'm alright, thank you..how are you?"

And with that, the two of you began to make conversation. It was rather nice.

You got to learn about Jack a bit more, other than the fact he was a mysterious clown that can come out of screens.

Jack got to get to know you better, and he got you to trust him just a bit more.

That's all he ever wanted, for his sunshine to not be afraid of him.

You appreciated that he took his time with you, and that he worked alongside instead of pushing.

Ever since Ian, it was really needed.

It was perfectly timed almost.

Probably a coincidence though, right?

As a few months passed by, your relationship grew with Jack in the best way possible.

You guys would talk about the most random shit together.

You'd bake goods together, cook something up for dinner.

You let him sleep beside you instead of the couch.

And soon enough, it got more personal.

Sentimental cuddle hours..

Bubbly bubble baths..

And some even more personal things in bed~

And when it came to the question in mind:

"Do you want me to be your boyfriend?"

You couldn't be happier.

You lunged into his arms and he picked you off your feet.

He showered your beautiful face with as much love as possible. The two of you couldn't be in anymore joy than this.

Jack finally earned your trust, and earned the love and devotion you wanted, deserved.

You finally earned someone who loves you and wouldn't hurt you for the world.

[giggly-squiggily]

OKAY TIME FOR SILLY LITTLE HEADCANON NUMBER 2

Oh no! Ducky’s self indulgent on main!

Finral is so totally deathly ticklish under his arms.

That’s it.

That’s the post.

Just kidding- I know how vague that is.

HOWVER-

After talking to Ian Sinclair, and learning that he is pushing Magna’s superiority agenda, I think that our resident delinquent gets so fed up with Luck and Finral pranking him that he just goes to town FR 😭

Magna’s unnatural man strength vs itty bitty. Who would win 😳😵‍💫🫶🧍‍♀️👉🤨😅✨🤫🫡🤭👉😳✨😳🤬🫡😊😫❤️😇‼️☺️🥺🤣😳🥹🛏️

{Headcanons to Dabbles: CLOSED!}

KLEJKRJKEJKR DUCKY! Your headcanons never fail to make me grin like a fool! This is so cute AHH! I love Finral, and I adore Magna- so this is perfect! I've gotcha covered :P

Finral knew he should have said no.

Luck grinning like that never promised anything good, and Finral had a bad feeling he was gonna be stuck with the aftermath of whatever antics the blonde got them into.

Alas- Luck was born with a natural charisma that made it literally impossible to turn down. That is where we find our dear portal master; back against the wall and eyes wide with Magna before him. “M-Magna! D-Don’t forget, I rank hi-igher than you!”

“Save pulling rank for someone who cares. You think after a prank like that you can get away?” Dark eyes flickered to the grimoire floating by Finral’s hip, a smirk pulling on his lips. Finral flushed, caught in the act. “Nice try though.”

“Magna- Magna don’t- stay back!” Finral squished as far into the wall as he could when the other lunged, grabbing his wrists before pinning them overhead. The grimoire poofed away just as fingers dug into Finral’s armpits, going straight for the kill.

“AHH! AHEHAHHAHAHAHAHHA MAHAHAHAHAGMHAHAHAHHA!” The spacial mage all but spasmed against the wall, knees giving out immediately upon the feeling. A knee was placed between his legs, catching him before he could hit the ground. “DOHOOHOOHOOHN’T!”

“Oh man- Vanessa was right about you! Ehehehe- you’re so ticklish!” Magna cackled, laughing just as much as he carried on gently prodding and poking into Finral’s pits. Even the airiest of grazes sent his head flying back, smile wide and cheeks pink as he giggled himself silly. “I think you might be worse than Asta! Never thought I’d see the day…”

Around the corner, Luck poked his head in to watch the sight. “Oh no! Mister Finral got caught! Whatever shall we do?” He giggled as he ran over, fingers already sparking. Without any warning he grabbed Magna’s hips.

“AHHEHA!” The flame mage full body spasmed, unprepared for the sudden tickle. Twisting around to glare, he just missed Finral opening a portal against the wall he leaned on. “Luck you son of a- Wait, I’m not done with-”

The rest was deafened as the warp closed, Finral collapsing in a heap of giggles against rose plush carpet. “Heh, Magna got you good, huh?” Vanessa smiled from her vanity, two glasses before her as she finished filling the second one with wine. “Wanna drink, Fin?”

“Hehe..hehehe…y-yeah, yes please.”

[generaltrashshecox]

smoshblr tag game!

Thank you to @japhan2024 for tagging me!

1. how long have you been watching smosh?

Ooh an embarrassing one. It's been a year now though I've known about them for a loooong time but Anthony coming back definitely started my journey.

2. favorite smosh cast member(s)?

Damien, Shayne, Ian, Anthony (but I love everybody honestly! This was a hard one honestly)

3. favorite pairing(s)?

Hmm I wonder what it is? Lol but seriously antmien has my heart and it doesn't even make sense why but here I am. (Have you seen my layout??)

4. favorite reoccurring character?This is a basic bitch answer but the moment I saw The Chosen I was changed as a person. You don't even understand how many times I say "impressive" in his voice. I want to cosplay him one day ajjs

5. favorite smosh video?

Hmm this is a tough one... On the top of my head maybe the Hide and Seek video with Anthony? It's just such a good one.

6. first video that got you into smosh?

Um... We Bought Smosh 💀💀💀 listen once again I heard about them knew Anthony left and actually watched Anthony's content and for that to happen was a shocker! Maybe even Ian's ISADW (which made me fall asleep which was wild because at that time I could barely get any rest. Did I ever say I was having a mental breakdown when I started watching Smosh? Yeahhhh)

7. favorite picture of the cast?

Just look at them all!

8. favorite picture of your fave?

Honestly-

(submissive and breedable)

9. what smosh series do you want to see more of?

Hm I don't really know. I would say sword af but I haven't even the second season yet (I was on top of it but then life happened and ajsj ahh I need to catch up)

10. dream guest on smosh mouth?

Uh I actually don't know! My YouTube tastes are all over the place so I don't know who would fit with them. Ooh since they came in the Ten Minute Power Hour maybe the Game Grumps? Idk lol

Tagging whoever wants to do this!