#ianthony fan fic

[lilac-hecox]

Hello! If you’re still accepting Ian’s Day prompts, i absolutely love ian’s adoration for animals. How he can’t help but pet and be openly affectionate to any animal near him so I was wondering if you could do an ianthony fic centered around them having a pet? It can be inspired by their previous pet or a new one entirely. Choice of pet is up to you! Also plus points if anthony spots similarities between ian and the pet and is completely fond of that (ex. Ian being orange cat coded and the pet being an orange cat)

Ian/Anthony - ianthony - Cat Dads

I wrote this based off this art done by @polterwasteist today for Ian's Day! It was too cute!

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It was supposed to be one cat. Ian went to the rescue with every intention of adopting just one cat, maybe one that was a little bit fat, happy to crawl into his lap and watch a movie with him. He had been doing a lot of research and he had talked to Shayne and Courtney and both of them had insisted if Ian got a cat, he should adopt two, so that the one cat wouldn’t be lonely.

Ian had remained sold on the idea of one pet cat until he walked through the different rooms of the rescue. He stops and investigates a wide glass window, looking into one of the elaborate cat enrichment rooms. There are kittens playing with toys, cats sitting on high up cat trees and staring him down, some cats eating, some sleeping. Ian feels overwhelmed by the choices. He scans the room and then he sees on the cat tree nearest the window, there is a wide circular bowl, and inside that bowl are two cats curled up together, snoozing happily.

One cat is a stark deep black, the other a slightly fluffy orange cat. They sleep with their heads tilted together; arms stretched across the expanse of one another. The worker notices Ian stopping and looking into the window and she approaches him.

“Oh, did you find one you’re interested in?”

“Uh, well, these guys are really cute.”

The woman’s smile dims momentarily before she brightens again.

“They are. I do want to say, if you’re interested in either one of them…they’re a bonded pair. They’ll need to be adopted together.”

“Oh,” Ian says. “How did they become a bonded pair?”

“They were found together when they were just under a year old. They likely aren’t litter mates, but instead cats who bonded together as strays. They get very stressed out when separated. It’s caused them to stay with us a little longer than we expected, but they’re both very sweet. They love treats and affection.”

The woman says it hesitantly, like she expects Ian to get upset or lose interest in the pair of cats.

He turns back to the two cats snoozing together.

“A bonded pair, hm?” Ian says, humming softly.

-

Just a couple days later Ian, Anthony, Obsidian, and Clementine are all on Ian’s couch together. Obsidian, the black cat, is curled in Ian’s lap. Clementine is on Anthony’s lap, her one paw extended so she is touching Ian’s leg too.

Anthony laughs as he snaps a picture of Obsidian being extra cute. He turns it to show Ian.

“God, we’re the worst kind of cat parents, and it happened so fast,” Ian says with a sigh.

Anthony shrugs. “How can you not take pictures of Obsi and Clem?”

“How long till we open an Instagram for them?” Ian asks.

“Okay, let’s not go that far.”

The cats had not only warmed up immediately to Ian and his place, but Anthony as well. The four of them are often found happily curled in a cuddle pile on the couch or on Ian’s bed. Clementine favors Anthony, curling on his chest, nudging his face with her own.

Though on more than one occasion Ian has woken up with Clem curled on his back, a solid weight on him, while Obsidian is nestled between Anthony’s legs.

Obsidian bats at Anthony’s sweater sleeve and he rubs the black cat’s head. Obsidian can be a bit of a menace. He had clawed up the end of Anthony’s yoga cloth that he keeps at Ian’s place, using it as his own personal scratching post.

Meanwhile, Clementine likes to sit on the counter, likes to watch Ian cook. Anthony has scooped her up and moved her more times than he can count while she meows like he’s torturing her.

“She’s a baby, just like you,” Anthony teases, as he sets Clementine down and she trots back to Ian, slinking around his ankles.

“Well, he’s like you,” Ian says, pointing to Obsidian, whose looking out the window, watching the birds fly back and forth between the tree and the bird feeder set up in Ian’s backyard.

It’s a joke that’s gone around the office. That Ian basically adopted the cat versions of he and Anthony, a bonded pair, a set, not to be separated from one another. Ian doesn’t mind. It’s sweet. He never really saw himself as a cat person until now having Obsidian and Clementine, and it makes it all the sweeter to see Anthony love on them, to see him interact with them, spoil them with weird little treats and toys and take all kinds of videos of them.

He doesn’t mind being a weird cat dad if it means Anthony is one right alongside him.

[femmmie]

Hi there! It's me! 😅 Idk if you want to but, could you write some fluff Ianthony while they are writting the Food Battle script? Like they being cute and laughing and being dorks, some sweet shit like that? PLEASE 🙏🙏

Omg you give the cutest prompts, I'm MELTING. I will try my best!!!

Eye contact

Genre: fluff, angst

"Ian, we're so good together. We work. We... I want you to be happy, and stay happy, and I don't know how many times I have to say that I will stay with you forever, but I will say it as many times as it takes."

read on ao3

"The crinkles around Anthony's eyes when he smiles and laughs. His proud little smile when he talks about what they have accomplished together.

Ian looks sideways at him as they hold a Food Battle marathon at Ian's house. Lately, Ian allows himself to 'look' at his best friend more and more. It is hard not to stare, though. Because Anthony is beautiful. So unfairly beautiful. Being in his presence always excited Ian but he never dared to look at Anthony longer than a second.

But now, after everything that has happened... why not? Why not sneak a peek at that chiseled jaw, those inviting curls, and that olive skin, a mature version of his BFF he remembers from school. Ian catches himself sighing. And so does Anthony. As they lock eyes, Ian quickly looks away, smiling down into his lap.

"This scene is so dope, right," Anthony points at them on the screen.

"Yeah, you're right."

~

It's the next day. They're at Anthony's house to work on the new Food Battle script.

Anthony looks at Ian with soft, admiring eyes. He loves one thing most of all. Above anything in the world. And that is watching Ian's creative process at work.

"This is so dumb. But what if I just give her a comically large piece of chewed gum right out of my mouth?"

"Ew, that's so gross!! I love it."

Ian laughs. Not the reserved chuckle he gives other people. But the hearty, all-out goofy laugh he only shares with Anthony.

"So, the wife dies... Sorry feminism, but the twist is... YOU were the wife the whole ass time!!"

Anthony giggles. "That explains the seven-year pause so well, oh my god. But... If I'm your wife, how does sex work?"

Ian shrugged matter-of-factly. "Duct tape and an empty Gatorade bottle." He makes a plopping sound to match his zany ass explanation and sends Anthony into hysterical laughter.

"Fuck, we have to put this into the script! We might get demonetized, though."

"Hey, if we really cared about money, we would just steal TikTok videos and put them in compilations on YouTube for the rest of our lives."

"True. God, how I love this..." They smile at each other. God, Ian has such unnaturally light-blue eyes. Anthony notices that lately, Ian makes way more eye contact with him than before. Which is amazing, because he's always tried to get more out of him. More and deeper conversations. More emotion! But it seemed impossible.

At parties, Ian is outgoing, and Anthony gladly tags along. But when it's just the two of them, Ian likes to chill out with his thoughts. And that's fine with Anthony, but he can't help but want more. And now, since everything that happened, they finally talk. For hours!

"To think we both forget how great this is, writing together..." The sunlight that comes in from Anthony's window lights up Ian's eyes even more. Anthony wants to stare into them for all eternity. Those moments of direct eye contact send shivers down his spine, make all his hairs stand up and make him want to run some laps out of sheer excitement.

"Do you remember Star Stories?" Ian asks.

"Oh yeah, that shit was wild."

"Do you remember the George Michael one?"

They both laugh.

"Write about what you know, what you know, what you know..." Anthony mimics the old comedy show.

"There's this one bit," Ian says while laughing. Anthony loves it when Ian is so excited about something he already laughs at it before even telling Anthony.

"What?"

"It's when George Michael cries about his band mate leaving, and it's all dramatic, and then he's suddenly like, super unbothered and says "I'm over it." We should put that in. Like I'm crying about my wife for 1.5 seconds and then I'm like, okay let's do Food Battle, biiitch!"

"That's amazing."

"I know, I didn't come up with it."

"Shut up, you come up with brilliant stuff all the time."

"If you say so."

"Let's take a break," Anthony says.

They order some lunch and hang out on Anthony's balcony. They are drinking some flavored water.

"Any new dates?" Anthony asks suggestively.

"Nope." Ian doesn't elaborate.

"Ian, have you even tried?"

"I guess I haven't. But I'm really happy, Anthony. The right girl will come along, I'm sure."

"Or the right guy?" They never talk about Ian's bisexuality but Anthony wants to bring it up. He wants to know how he can help Ian get a date. Above everything, he wants to make Ian happy.

"Or the right guy, I guess. Or just a person in general. But boobs are a plus."

"Are you into man boobs as well?"

"Hell yeah! As long as I can suck on them... oh no, this is a terrible idea..."

Anthony's eyes light up. Ian's terrible ideas are genius 100% of the time.

"Ian, you must tell me..."

"One of the challenges should be a breast milk pump."

Anthony compulsively giggles through his words. "Oh my god! Ian, we can't show that on YouTube..."

"Can I at least suggest it? You'll say 'ew gross' and I will say, "Oh yeah, you're right... damn it!" And I'll look disappointed."

"We will work it in there somewhere."

Ian squints at Anthony. "Are you giving me more leeway because you're still cheesing about our reunion?"

"Maybe."

"You know you're playing with fire."

"Yeah, I know, hahaha."

"By the way, I'm still willing to burn Smosh to the ground with you."

"I think our fire will light up Smosh, warm the place up."

"With our looove," Ian says in his mocking voice.

Anthony kicks him fondly.

The bell rings: their lunch has arrived.

"I'll go get it," Anthony says, leaving Ian with his thoughts for the moment. He still can hardly believe how invigorating it is to work with his best friend again. It doesn't feel like work at all, they are just hanging out. This is them.

"Here is your gluten-free bagel," Anthony says with a tucked-in chin.

"Well have fun eating your vegan salad of misery," Ian counters.

"At least we are pretty and healthy!" Anthony uses his girly voice. He hasn't in quite a while.

"That voice takes me back."

Anthony laughs.

"For real though," Anthony continues in his normal voice, "you're becoming fitter by the day, the gluten-free diet is working, or are you also running again?"

"I'm hella running, dude. Every morning."

"That's awesome. I'm so happy for you, it used to be such a big part of who you were in high school."

"Yeah, it makes me feel so much better. And if I skip a day, I immediately feel worse. So it's kind of an addiction by now. Gotta go faaast!"

As they eat their lunch, a group of birds flies by. They are shimmering, bright green but their call sounds like nails on a chalkboard.

"Wow."

"Did you know birds have one hole for everything?" Ian suddenly says.

Anthony raises his eyebrows and snorts. "What?

"For everything." Ian looks him in the eye again. That sends Anthony and he doesn't recover from laughing until a few moments later, while Ian repeatedly says "It's called the cloaca, man, the cloaca!"

"Why are you so fucking funny, Ian. You're the funniest person I know. And that's saying something, with all our employees at Smosh."

"Aww, thanks Anthony! I think we just share a kind of humor. My jokes don't land like this at the office." He chuckles.

"Kids these days..." Anthony scoffs.

"Hey, come here, your hair is messed up. I'll fix it for you," Ian says suddenly and comes up to Anthony, closer than he expects. He puts the wayward curl that the wind has blown in Anthony's face, back on top of his head. "That's better. Now you can go back to being pretty again," Ian jokes.

"I love it when you do that kind of stuff," Anthony murmurs.

"What?"

"These little gestures of affection. I appreciate it so much."

Ian doesn't look him in the eye now. Anthony feels bad.

Because he knows.

He knows Ian likes him.

For all those years he's liked him. And he has sometimes taken advantage of that. Flirted with him so Ian would do work for him, that type of stuff. But he hasn't done anything like that since they reconnected. And he isn't planning to. This time, he wants to give Ian what he deserves. To truly appreciate him.

"Hey." Anthony takes Ian's hand.

"Don't do that," Ian tries to look the other way, but fails. They lock eyes once again.

"I'm being sincere, I promise," Anthony says. Ian blushes.

"Ian, we're so good together. We work. We... I want you to be happy, and stay happy, and I don't know how many times I have to say that I will stay with you forever, but I will say it as many times as it takes."

"That means a lot," Ian says. "Now cut it out with the sappy shit, you know I'm bad with that."

But Anthony holds onto Ian's hand stronger.

"It's not sappy, Ian, it's the honest truth. I love you."

Ian swallows. "Yes, and I love you, bro. I love you... and it's hard sometimes, you know? It's hard because when I look into your eyes, Anthony, I see... I see something I want to have. And it's this close, man. But I'll never have it and I've accepted that a long time ago."

"Come here," Anthony says softly, and pulls him into a tight embrace. He whispers: "I've done you wrong for so long, Ian. I want to give you everything... Anything you want. You can have it, whatever it is."

"Don't play with my feelings, Anthony."

"I'm not, I promise."

Ian slowly lets go, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Remember the staring contests?"

"Oh my god, those were always terrible hahaha."

Of course, Ian would break the tension.

"But this doesn't feel like a staring contest. We can finally look at each other honestly. Damn, it does feel good."

"Yeah."

"But Anthony, we have a script to finish."

"Fine. But promise me you're staying over tonight?"

"Fine. Idiot."

"Dumbass."

They go back inside.

[shaynesunderstudy]

I rewatched the Palm Springs movie today and my brain went “this movie but with ianthony 👀”

and now I can’t get that out of my head.

Some plot stuff would have to be adjusted to have it fit a gay couple of course…

But I’d see

Ian as Nyles

Anthony as Sarah

I feel like a whole handful of the smosh cast, past or present could be Roy.

It’s almost midnight for me, and my insomnia is mixing with all the caffeine I had during the day, which is contributing to me thinking this up. Don’t take this too seriously.

[heart-of-the-card]

If I ever get my hands on a time machine,

I would travel back to 2012, and I would write a 200k ianthony fic with a Rhett and link crossover with the plot being that Anthony leaves smosh, not before asking Ian to come with him but Ian, and has a bunch of resentment towards Ian and Smosh as a whole since it was supposed to be just him and Ian’s thing that in his eyes came soulless and bastardized. Some time after Anthony cuts all contact which makes Ian sad so he sends Anthony a message how he thinks he’s losing him and on the other side Anthony feels the same but they both feel like the relationship is unable to be saved. Anthony spilts off and makes a whole other brand totally separate from Smosh as a interviewer to the point that a majority of people didn’t even know his history with comedy. And defy collapses completely out of the blue so Smosh was homeless for a hot second but then they were bought by mythical and Ian’s persona becomes bummer Ian where he’s like a depressed dad. But one day they end up reconnecting because of Ian’s friend and because they grew as people, Anthony realizes the magic is still there and so become close friends again. And one day at a party Ian asks Anthony about buying smosh back because he’s been thinking about it and Anthony starts going on a 30 minute tangent about his plans for smosh and so they decide to buy smosh back and drop the news on their fans with no warning and Anthony interviews Ian on his channel and Anthony tears up multiple times and Ian says “If we burn it to the ground, I’m happy to do that with you” as they softly look at each other. And as Anthony returns they become increasingly flirty with each other, and so much so that they make a whole mv about being “submissive and breedable” 

The fic would stop at present time and stay as unfinished so I could see everyone’s reaction towards it

[totallynotmeems]

What's your top 5 smosh rpf ships?

spommy

ianthony

trevrasha

shourtney

amangela

sorry to amangela fans, i just haven't seen any fics that seem like my thing so far. i'm still looking though.... feel free to leave recs

[sheisaquarius-blog]

Hope you're doing well! I'm just being nosy, but would you be able to spoil any of your prompts that are in the works or projects that you're excited to start?

this isn't nosy at all! or, if it is, i love it. i'll share what i'm working on, but fair warning it's a lot of spin offs/sequels/part twos of things, so this is an open invitation to hit up my inbox with suggestions of things you'd want to see! i can't always promise on delivery or timeline but i looooove tending other people's carefully planted seeds into whatever funky tree i can grow out of them. here's my list of wips!

i'm coming for you again: just posted the second to last chapter, working on the last. i also have 2/3 chapters for a flashback high school ianthony story set in this world, so that should start being posted pretty soon. i also have a few other side stories in the works, but mainly a big ol' epilogue to icfya that's going to be its own story. can you tell i've infected my own brain with this world? lol

reflection: i'm working on part 2, although the first chapter can certainly stand on its own if you like that ending. i posted a little preview to that last week i think. shocker, more angsty smut from me. unpredictable, i know.

love like magic: i'm working on a little ian-centric prequel one-shot (although it might end up with a more ian-anthony balance as i rework an anthony's day prompt into it, but we'll see...) about his burst and growing up with magic and how he and anthony end up together in that world.

for entirely new stuff: i'm planning a little amangela/courtrasha waitresses in ny au. i have a late anthony's day prompt of youtuber!anthony and fan!ian (sorry if you're the anon who sent it reading this! i'm getting there!), as well as a platonic ian and anthony prompt that i've been stewing on for a while about ian helping anthony through a hard day based of a lws comment. i also want to, at some point, work on/finish a gift fic for the lovely @lilac-hecox that i started based on "good luck, babe!" by chappell roan. some day!!

that's most of the ~real~ stuff i'm working on, but i'm always listening for more, and i'm always getting sidetracked, so if you throw something shiny my way i might just sink my teeth in!

[ao3userwalkingonfirex]

Ianthony Fanfiction

I meant to do this a looooooong time ago, but I'm a procrastinator. Basically, I used to write Ianthony (Smosh) fanfiction like crazy. Ever since Anthony came back to Smosh, I've seen a lot more activity on my fics from that era, so I wanted to make a masterpost here, not just for my own records sake (I have one on my main-blog, but this is my writing blog and I wanted it here too), but in case there are any new Smosh fans who have not read my stuff yet! To be fair, they're pretty buried on ao3 and wattpad because they're like over a decade old. Lmao.

Unspoken  - Standalone. NC-17. Smosh is over. Ian and Anthony don’t know how to live without each other. Angst. Smut. Wattpad Link Fanfiction.net Link

Hollow - (TW: Suicide Attempt/Accidental Overdose) Chaptered. NC-17. Anthony is getting married and he couldn’t be happier. That is, until he discovers the downward spiral that Ian is going down. Angst. Smut. Wattpad Link Fanfiction.net Link

A Loss for Words - Standalone. NC-17. Ian wants to know why Anthony’s been so down lately. Little does he know that he’s the cause. Angst. Smut. This was my first slash smut so it’s kinda cringey. Wattpad Link Fanfiction.net Link

Shut Up - Standalone. Ian wants to express his anger. Anthony just wants Ian to shut up. NC-17. Smut. Angst. Wattpad Link Fanfiction.net Link

A Christmas Secret - Standalone. PG. Ian and Anthony are spending Christmas together. Anthony has a surprise for Ian. Fluff. Wattpad Link Fanfiction.net Link

Anesthesia - (TW: Self-harm, alcohol and drug use, violence, suicide attempt) Standalone. NC-17. When Anthony uses Ian, he must find a way to cope. Angst. Smut. Wattpad Link Fanfiction.net Link

Bitter - Standalone. PG-13. Ian has a conversation with Kalel about Melanie and Anthony. Angst. Wattpad Link Fanfiction.net Link

Konstantine - (TW: underage, alcohol use) Standalone. NC-17. AU based upon the song by Something Corporate. Anthony loves Ian and will under any circumstances for eternity. However, when something terrible happens, he learns that simply holding on isn’t always the best option. Smut. Angst. Underage. Wattpad Link

There’s Something You Should Know - Standalone. PG-13. Ian wants to tell Anthony a secret, but little does he know that Anthony has something to tell him, too. Fluff. Wattpad Link Fanfiction.net Link

Have Faith in Me - Chaptered. NC-17. A night of passion between the Smosh boys and a stranger results in something unexpected and before they know it, the boys are left to raise a baby girl. Ian couldn’t be happier, but Anthony is less than enthused. He must learn to live with this new lifestyle and feelings between himself and Ian that have been brewing for years. Angst. Smut. Fluff. Wattpad Link Fanfiction.net Link

Synesthesia - (TW: Dubcon, self-harm, alcohol and drug use, suicide attempt) Standalone. NC-17. Ian makes Anthony feel things he can’t comprehend. Anthony’s pov of Anesthesia. Smut. Angst. Wattpad Link

[jovenshires]

hi katie jovenshires im a big fan. if ur ok with sharing, what ships are in the botb au and what are the vibes for each 👀

thank you so much!! <3<3<3

hmm i've been thinking about this and i think i'm only deadset on spommy, ianthony, kolivia, and amangela as far as like. my canon goes. not sure what if any other ships im gonna include... ive gone back and forth with shaymien and shaynse too but not sure!!

but, i will say, for the most part the edits are mostly left up to interpretation so you can all decide whatever ships you want really!! (or if you don't want any ships at all that's cool too <3) like i've said to me the botbau is a little collaborative barbie world that we can all make whatever we want out of. like i told someone the other day - if you wanna write a fic or make an edit or something for this and it doesn't exactly line up with what i might write or think ab the au... PLEASE go for it. it is out there, public domain now, do with it what you will. and i will love and eat it up no matter what!!

as for the vibes in MY head, i will throw them under the cut so this post doesn't get too long KFNLKNKFNF

spommy: i've covered this a little before here so if you want the full version check that out but BASICALLY spommy is kind of rivals-to-friends-to-lovers except tommy has an Extremely one-sided beef and spencer just thinks he's cool and wants to be buds. eventually spencer wins him over and then... uh oh! love! once again skimmin some details that, if i ever Write A Fic for it, will be spoilers. but that’s the idea you know

ianthony: taking this directly from my dms to lilac but basically. ianthony botbau my beloveds....... to relearn how to co-pilot something with someone that should come so second-hand to you but you're both different people now but your feelings carry through anyway for who they were and are and will be........ yeah theyre everything to me. in a way it's a mirror to life/what actually happened to them with smosh (art imitates life) but the divorce era was even MORE famous because they're like a household name so it was a lot more pressure. idk yet if they were together beforehand and then broke up and now they're getting BACK together or if they had unresolved feelings they never dealt with and now they're struggling to reconcile them with their renewed friendship AND reunited band/the fame that comes from that... but either way they are Messy. im obsessed.

kolivia: kolivia in this au fascinates me because in my head keith is kind of known for being a player and fucking around but i think he stopped that Ages ago because. these two are basically dating. like they don't put a label on it and it's not public and i don't even know if THEY know how in love they are. but they live together. they sleep together "just to blow off steam" (come on now). they don't date other people. everyone can see it but them type beat. olivia's like "he's not my boyfriend" and then picks up the phone and is like "hi baby do you want chinese for dinner" NDLFKNANKSFLN like they are exclusive and they have deep feelings for each other but they are both so deeply in denial that they swear they're not dating. they have realistically been in a relationship for like five years.

amangela: RIVALS TO LOVERS AGAINNNN i have talked about this one a Lot with baflegacy bc like. they are my roman empire. at least these two have met on multiple occasions and actually fought with each other - they keep meeting at gigs/in bars and bickering. angela "clearly abba is the best band ever" giarratana and amanda "WHAT about fleetwood mac you DUMB ASS" lehan-canto. like they meet a bunch and EVERY time they end up bickering. meanwhile angela keeps seeing thirst traps of amanda on tiktok and being like "why are all the lesbians obsessed with her she SUCKS" and chanse and arasha, who have heard this three million times, are like "yeah okay buddy whatever helps you sleep at night." meanwhile amanda is living her bliss <3 and then they realize they're both in battle of the bands and uh oh! things come to a head!

[wallpaper-inside-my-heart]

💛Smoshblr December Asks Final Day💙

IMPORTANT NOTES (that I forgot to include in todays ask):

If you aren't done with answering all your questions yet, but want to; then don't feel any pressure to do this today 🤗 Just bc it says december on the tin, doesn't mean I will appreciate getting your answer any less, if it's in late january or smth 🫶

also: I promise I will get around to looking at & interacting with everyone's responses! I promise I did not forget about you, I have just been/still am incredibly busy irl 🙈

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Alright, buckle in folks, this is a long one 😅✨

(Split into three parts like the other asks; No pressure to any of you to do the same tho, I just really like this format and it suited my thoughts/organizing needs)

My favourite smosh related memories of 2023 (chronologically):

Tldr:

1.) Joining the smoshblr community 💚

2.) Spommy nation 💜

3.) Smoshblr December Asks 💛💙

now for anyone who is interested in me rambling way too much:

Joining the Smoshblr community 💚

I got into smosh at the start of this year bc of the Reddit stories videos (I watched a couple smosh vids over the years before, but never consistently followed their releases). They became smth I looked forward to every week and lead me to check out more smosh videos in general! I also remember checking the tumblr tag for smosh back then and being a little disappointed, that the fandom was fairly inactive, barring a few exceptions <3

And then the reunion happened and it took me like 3 whole days or so to actually realizewhat went down 🙈. Bc I saw the thumbnails for the interview and the 2t1l vids and was just like “Aww, it’s so nice that they are friends again and doing a collab! 😊 (I’ll watch these later tho…)” Little did I know that finally watching them would turn my year around in a way that I could have never seen coming!

Suddenly the Smoshblr community exploded with activity and so so many lovely ppl joined and started sharing their thoughts and feelings about the reunion. And while I wasn’t an OG fan by any stretch, it really felt like there was magic in the air/ on this platform! 😹💕

I’ve been into fandom for more than half of my life by now. But I’ve never really gotten “personally” involved in any active communities. Just someone hovering on the sidelines and simply liking & reblogging stuff from time to time.

But with this community smth just started to click for me and made me to get “more out of my shell” or whatever idioms might apply here. And this allowed me to meet so many awesome people!! 💖 Special shoutout to @wiggog-y-hecox 💜, who was literally my first friend in this community! I still so fondly remember our talks about your cool smosh AU concepts! 🤗💙 And also to @swiftllama 🩵 for discussing so many taylor swift lyrics and ianthony with me (+occasionally good omens too 😹💕) And also @japhan2023! 💚 I know we’ve been chatting on and off since the beginning, but I am also so so happy that this month in particular allowed us to grow even closer!

2. Spommy nation 💜

So we’re moving into the middle/end of summer now on the timeline for this one. I was in the middle of writing my bachelor thesis and really going through it mentally bc of that. Getting deeper and deeper into the Smoshblr community also lead me to check out more smosh fanfics in general. Which is how I discovered the fic the right side of my neck (still smells like you) - jovenshires (imdeansgirl) - Smosh [Archive of Our Own] by our beloved @jovenshires 🩷.

Now I’ve told Katie <3 this story before so I’ll keep it brief here; but basically smth about this fic was incredibly comforting to my overworked brain. And I’ve reread it more times that I’ve ever read a fanfic in my life before that. And I truly think it has forever changed my brain chemistry, and also made me very attached to this ship (aside from the fact, that spommy is genuinely such an amazingly adorable ship with incredible amounts of potential, like!! I don’t wanna downplay that bc of the chemical reactions in my brain around that time 🙈) Some more stuff happened which eventually lead me to become friends with Katie, who is truly one of the ppl I treasure the most in the world at this point 💖

But I also wanted to mention Spommy nation as a whole, bc this subsection of the fandom is filled with so many kind, creative and just generally amazing people!And I also just love all of us freaking out whenever we get new crumbs for this ship lmao 😹💕

Special shoutouts to @soupy-girl 💛, Kit! @hoohoobeanie 🖤, Mer!!! @tommybowefuneralattendee 💜, @ancientvamp 🤍 & Snel @blondeforyou 💙 for being some of spommy’s nations strongest soldiers 🫡 and also absolutely lovely and incredible people in general, who I adore so so much🫶🥰

3. Smoshblr December asks 💛💙

I doubt anyone didn’t see this coming 🙈😹

So, I had been meaning to do smth inspired by the “Shayne guesses” series for a while now (also the fact that the official smosh compilation of those vids dropped this week, near the end of this challenge, is so funny to me for some reason). But I never quite figured out how to do it, since I knew guessing for eachother would be difficult. And if I just started randomly messaging all the blogs I’ve followed with an onslaught of these questions, it might get a bit weird or overwhelming 😅…

⚠���slight too personal ramblings ahead, that I don’t wanna force on anyone without warning⚠️

And then, towards the end of November, I gotta be honest, I was really not doing well, especially mentally. (First masters semester and I was still sorta dealing with the damage I caused to my brain while writing the thesis and barely getting two weeks between defending it and starting the new semester to truly recover from it all) And I knew december would get worse, bc I still hadn’t finished all the Christmas presents for my family, assignments were piling up & I kept on catching way too little sleep.

So all of these stressful thoughts made me think “You know, a lot of other ppl are probably struggling with similar stuff rn, especially during these dark & cold times of the year. So why not try to do smth that might bring some joy or fun into other ppl’s lives?” And that’s how I literally typed up that initial post, two days before December started without having planned it for more than a literal day or so 🙈😹 (I did already have a long list of questions, bc I started doing the top 3 stuff in my friendgroup, but rearranging everything to fit the sorta 3-day cycle I wanted to do, still happened up until last week lmao; tho I always knew that this would be the last question <3)

(end of rambling ⚠️)

And I was genuinely, positively overwhelmed by how many people wanted to join in for this silly little game!🥹 I love and appreciate all of you, whether you stuck around for the whole month, might still be catching up on some of the questions (which, no worries, I know there were a lot 🤗) or just answered a few of them! 🤗💖 And as I am currently fighting the urge to tag every single person who participated in this activity, I cannot help myself but atthe very least tag the ppl that I feel like I have grown closest to/gotten to know a hell of a lot better, over the course of this month (some of which I may have known/followed for a while now, but some I also got to know mainly bc of them joining in on this journey with me in the first place: @ceilidhasworld ❤️, @fantasticduckchaos 🩶, @notthatalex 🖤, @natashasbitxh 🧡, @shaynetopps 💜,  @only-frann 💛, @smoshmonker 💚, @smoshidiot 🩷, @craintheodora 🩵, and so so many more of you guys! I just don’t want this entire post to become a taglist or send this to too many ppls notifications 🙈🫶

Note:

I know that I am super behind on interacting with everyone's responses! 🙈 And I promise that I will get to each of them eventually! 🤗 I am just super busy with assignments and exam prep atm. And also get very easily overwhelmed by talking a lot to people, even if it's just online 😅 (I love and appreciate ppl reaching out, asking questions or otherwise trying to have a conversation with me tho! It might just take me a good while to respond in some cases, which I promise has nothing to do with how much I value any of you 🥹🫶💞)

PS: The month might be over, but I do have something special planned in honor of this event and everyone participating in it 👀🫶

💚 Smoshblr December Wrapped 💚

[jaxthejester]

i’d love some ianthony hurt/comfort fics where one of them gets hurt or injured by someone on set and the other gets all caring and protective!! bonus points for including the other smosh cast members too hehe thanks so much!!

im not a huge ianthony fan, but i tried! sorry its short 😭

Ianthony- A Big, Big Mess on Our Hands Tonight

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"So, Eat It or Yeet It, Ianthony Edition, ey? Sounds great!" Anthony proclaimed.

"Yeah! I'm so ready to fuck ALL this shit up!" Ian chuckled. Garrett looked at the two men with a glint of nervousness in his eye.

"I, uh, hope you know not all of these dishes are going to be bad, right?" he asked. Both Ian and Anthony's faces fell.

"Well damn."

The cooking went off without a hitch, even with Ian and Anthony fucking around, still overjoyed to have the other back. Garrett took most of the actual cooking, while the other two did the prep.

Soon, it was time to shoot the episode. A chorus of "Eat It or Yeet It!" rang out.

"Hello and welcome to a very special Eat It or Yeet It-" Courtney began, pausing momentarily. "I say that every time, don't I?" they asked aloud.

"Anyway! I have reason to say it on this fine evening- it's the Ianthony episode!" Cheers came from the table as Ian and Anthony both smiled to the Garrett cam. "Here are the rules!" Courtney said for the edit.

"Garrett wouldn't let us torment you guys... that much." Ian commented. Spencer, on of the contestants, rolled his eyes.

"Don't make me threaten to kill myself again." Spencer sighed. Ian chuckled.

"No promises!"

The first few rounds went as well as any Eat It or Yeet It does- Damien got some weird pasta dish that everyone else refused to taste, Tommy got a plain ass tortilla, Angela got a vegemite donut, and Spencer got an overcooked pizza in a "My Favorite Pizza Place" box.

Issues arose when the big bite came out. Anthony had pitched a dish to be served on fire for the big bite, and Garrett helped him prepare a cherries jubilee flambé.

Anthony had worked a deal with Courtney prior, ensuring Anthony could light the dish himself.

"When this dish is presented, make sure nobody is near it! We wouldn't want an accident..." Garrett had warned. Anthony had mumbled an acknowledgement.

The five people sitting around the table made small talk as the last round was being prepped.

"I can't believe I got the big bite AGAIN." Shayne groaned, head resting on his forearm to ensure no cheating.

"My brother in christ, you didn't even try to hit the bell." Spencer retorted.

"I do think hitting the bell is a vital part of the game..." Tommy added.

"I know! I was the one who pitched this show, dammit!" Shayne snapped in false anger.

"Ohhh, I'm Shayne!! I pitched this show because I like the pain I go through!" Angela mocked.

"Holy shit, are there two Shaynes here?!" Damien joked.

"Okay losers, it's time! Open your eyes!" Courtney called out. Everyone did as they asked, but instead of Courtney, Anthony stood in the center, revealing the dish.

"Five...?" The count started. Anthony pulled out a pocket lighter to flambé the dish.

"Four..." With two clicks, the lighter lit, and Anthony put the flame to the dish.

"Three..." It caught instantly, blue flames climbing the dish.

"Two...!" The flames climbed higher than Anthony inticipated, though, and it made contact with his hand.

"FUCK-" Anthony yelled, quickly yanking his hand back.

"Oh my god, cut, someone get a medic!" the director called.

Anthony would blame the adrenaline, but events after that were a blur. The medic showed up and walked him through the proceedures. It was nothing more than a small first degree burn, but it still hurt like a bitch.

As the medic finished up bandaging Anthony's hand, Ian walked into the room. "Anthony, are... are you okay?" he asked.

Anthony looked to the medic. "Yeah, he'll be fine. Just be careful around the area." she smiled. "Take care now." And she left, leaving Anthony and Ian alone.

"That's... good." Ian said, running a hand through his hair.

"Yep. I've had worse, anyway. I was a teenager once, you know." Anthony joked. Ian didn't laugh, and shifted his weight.

"I was worried. About you."

Oh. Anthony felt a pang in his heart. He walked over to Ian, bringing the other into a hug.

"I'm sorry. I'm okay, I promise."

Ian smiled. "I'm glad."

[generaltrashshecox]

So they mentioned at the end of today's Smosh Pit Theater that the next one would be fanfics and I- I'm terrified 💀💀 because they asked for some submission from fans on Discord...

But I'm also excited because most of the gen fics (they can't have just ianthony fics y'all) include Damien and Anthony so like... Imma get fed either way (hopefully). But I'm stuck in this purgatory of wanting them to choose what I wrote and also if they did I would drop dead in the spot lol

Mine is literally the only other shippy fic that's not ianthony please-

(also if they did Damien please don't hate me 😭😭)

[lilac-hecox]

Maybe your interpretation of the one bed trope with amangela?

Angela/Amanda - Amangela - One Bed

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It’s Vidcon season and everyone has been assigned rooms in the hotel. Angela wasn’t worried because she already knew she’d be paired with Amanda. It makes the most sense and they had paired together the first year at the hotel.

When the whole Smosh cast, leadership team, and the handful of their crew arrive at the hotel it’s Selina that starts handing out room keys. There are people you’d expect. Courtney and Shayne share a room – obviously – and then Ian and Anthony share a room even though Angela knows they had been offered to have single rooms because they are on the leadership team – and because they own the freaking company – and then there is Amanda and Angela.

It's Amanda that takes the keys and passes one to Angela.

It isn’t until Amanda and Angela lug their suitcases up to the room that Angela realizes there’s just one bed.

“Uh,” she says, looking at her key. “Is this a mistake?”

“What? The one bed? I don’t think so. Court told me they are trying to save money this year by having a lot of us share a bed.”

Angela flattens her lips and sets her key down on the desk in the room.

“Save money? Yeah right. I bet Ian and Anthony just said that so it wouldn’t look weird if they shared a room.”

“Honey, money or not, we both know they would have shared a room.”

Angela laughs and then flops down on the bed, spreading out starfish style. Amanda comes to the bed, leaning over it sideways so her face is floating above Angela.

“Do you not want to share a bed with me? Should I be offended? I thought we had fun last year!”

Angela sits up too fast and lucky Amanda pulls back so they don’t knock their foreheads together.

“I did have fun! I do have fun with you!”

It isn’t that Angela doesn’t want to room with Amanda. It’s just…maybe she’s been nursing a not so small crush on Amanda for months now. Sharing a bed with her for a weekend, it isn’t bad, it’s good but that’s the issue, it’s too good.

Amanda ruffles a hand through Angela’s hair.

“Good, we’re going to have fun. I brought my tarot cards again.”

The rest of that day passes quickly. The whole Smosh group in attendance goes out for dinner, not Bucca because they have a history of saving that for the last day of Vidcon, but a place with good food and drinks. Once they finish dinner and head back to the hotel, Angela toes off her shoes and tosses her jacket on to the chair at the desk. She flops into bed and rubs her belly with a sigh.

“I ate too much pasta.”

Amanda calmly takes off her own shoes and then her earrings. Angela watches and there’s something wonderfully and terrifyingly domestic about it all.

“I didn’t think that was possible,” Amanda teases.

Angela raises her middle finger lazily from the bed as Amanda grabs some clothes from her suitcase and then slips into the bathroom to change. As much as Angela doesn’t want to, she also forces herself up and then grabs her own pajamas.

“I’m changing out here!” Angela calls.

“Got it!” Amanda responds, her voice muffled from the closed bathroom door.

Angela quickly changes into a soft T-shirt and a beaten-up pair of shorts. Amanda comes out in a long pair of pajama pants and T-shirt. Her hair is down around her shoulders, and she’s taken off her make-up and though she’s dressed down Angela’s heart still flutters in her chest.

They do have to get up early the next morning for the beginning of all the Vidcon stuff. They have a loose schedule of panels, of socials, of free time to explore, and collaborate with others. Angela knows on Saturday she is due to dress up like Ian and explore the con for a member’s video, but either way, they can’t stay up too late fucking around.

Angela crawls back into bed, feeling weirdly nervous, and a little sick from the excess pasta. Amanda settles down too, tucking her legs under the heavy comforter on the bed. Angela follows suit, sliding under the covers. This isn’t the first time they’ve shared a bed, but the first time they’ve shared a bed for real.

Almost immediately Angela can feel Amanda’s body heat, cozy and warm under the cocoon of the blankets. She looks more angelic than she should with her head back on the pillows, dark hair like a halo around her head. Angela wants to scream.

“Ang?” Amanda says.

“Huh?” Angela says, suddenly pulled back into the here and now.

Amanda smiles brightly and affectionately. “Where’d you go, honey?”

Angela feels a heat on her face.” I was thinking.”

“About?”

“Work,” Angela lies.

Amanda tsks softly, “You’re such a workaholic, Ang.”

It’s true and Angela giggles nervously and nods. “I gotta work on it.”

Their conversation dies off as Amanda plays on her phone and Angela mindlessly scrolls on Instagram. Before too long, it’s time to go to bed. Angela lays there in the dark, hearing Amanda’s soft breathing, the gentle way she shifts as if she doesn’t want to disturb Angela.

It’s Amanda’s rhythmic breathing that lulls Angela to sleep. She sleeps and it’s sometime in the night, the sky and room are still dark when Angela wakes. She isn’t sure what has woken her up, but she’s awake, and she’s more than ready to go back to sleep except she realizes that her face is warm. Her face is warm because her cheek is against Amanda’s back.

Angela should move away. She should get back on her own side of the hotel bed. She doesn’t even know how she wound up pressed against Amanda, with her arm looped loosely around Amanda’s waist. It’s hazy, warm, and comfortable. She’s pressed almost completely against Amanda with Angela’s front to Amanda’s back.

As Angela breathes, Amanda’s hair that’s fanned around her face shifts and tickles her cheek. Angela can smell the sweet shampoo and lingering perfume that Amanda uses. She wants to sink into the scent, wants to stay right here. She can’t stop herself from squeezing Amanda around the middle.

Amanda hums sleepily.

Angela aches for this to be real, for Amanda to be hers, to always fall asleep this way, wrapped around Amanda, warm and close, burying her face in Amanda’s hair and hearing all those small and sleepy sounds from the other woman.

It’s not her life though and none of this belongs to her. It’s creepy that she’s even holding Amanda the way she is now. If Amanda were awake and Amanda knew, surely…she wouldn’t want it, would she? Or she’d be weirded out? Amanda is touchy but this is beyond even that in Angela’s mind.

Angela sighs softly, feeling Amanda’s hair ruffle with her breath.

It takes all that Angela has to force herself to release Amanda, to force herself to turn away, rolling on her side and inching away so that she and Amanda are no longer touching. The hotel bed is much colder now and Angela feels lonely even though Amanda is in the same bed as her.

[femmmie]

Anthony... I.. I..

Ian couldn't quite say it, but his eyes, wide and extremely blue, told Anthony everything.

Ian and Anthony's adult friendship had many new dimensions to it. From deep talks at Anthony's house to long dinner nights out with Ian's friends. From working together again and searching for creative solutions whenever there was a disagreement, to getting high after hours when they were the only ones left at the Smosh office.

Anthony still didn't quite believe it when he would look into his best friend's eyes, and they would look right back at him, beaming. No more pent-up frustration, no more grudges to be held. And Ian would ask what was the matter, why was he tearing up. And he could only answer that he was happy because that bell of truth was ringing loud and clear in his heart.

And he knew his friend was happy too. Not only did Ian look better every day, fresh clothes, bling and haircut. But he demanded the attention of the room, wherever he was. Everyone would laugh at his jokes - of course Anthony would make an effort to still laugh the loudest - and he, in turn, would laugh at Anthony's jokes, something he only rarely did before.

All Anthony needed in a relationship was for the other person to love him unconditionally and affirmatively. It was no coincidence, therefore, that he fell a little bit in love with his best friend. The one who chose him so vociferously, after everything, after all those years. Every time he looked at Ian, his brown hair, his sharp nose, his full lips. And those eyes he hadn't been able to look into for such a long time. They were bright, blue, and a true window to Ian's soul, however cliche that might sound. Anthony loved staring into them. They were intoxicating... he forgot where and when he was altogether, but he didn't care. He wanted to get lost in that mysterious blue world.

And because of that forming crush, which he didn't quite realize yet, Anthony made an effort to look his best every day too. He'd spend a full hour in front of the mirror, practicing expressions and fixing his dark mane of curls. Ian once jokingly mentioned "Wow those pants look hot" and he would only wear that sort of pants ever since.

And then it happened.

Ian spotted a lonely eyelash and and carefully wiped it off of Anthony's cheek. Their cast member Courtney was sat in between them. Otherwise, Ian would surely have noticed Anthony's blushing gasp. Anthony couldn't think of anything else the rest of the day and laid wide awake all night, this new truth crashed into him.

I love Ian.

Anthony called Ian to come over. When he arrived, all kinds of scenarios shot through Anthony's mind. But he knew he must keep the walls down and tell Ian everything.

"Ian, I love you, you know that, right?"

"Of course. I love you too" Ian laughed a bit sheepishly.

"Well, haha that's so great! Um.." Anthony gulped. But he took a careful step towards Ian.

"Ian, ever since we've become friends and best friends again, you've been the most wonderful person.. the best person in my life. You've always been that, even during our worst moments."

Did Anthony see that right? Was Ian blushing?

"And.. well haha! You know me, I'm an awkward little freak!"

The joke cut through the tension a bit. But Ian didn't cut him off with more jokes. He took a step towards Anthony. Total panic. But he couldn't go back now.

"Ian, when.. when you are with me, I can do anything in the world. Without you, I'm a mess. And I've just realized.. I love you, like.. I'm in love with you."

Ian's mouth fell open. His eyes widened and he breathed in. He took another step towards Anthony. They stood really close now. Anthony was shaking. Slowly, he willed his hand up and fixed Ian's quiff for him.

"Anthony... I.. I.."

Slowly moving closer, nobody knew who took the initiative, but all of a sudden, their lips touched, and Anthony's entire body felt like it was on fire. Never in his life had he experienced this sensation. He felt himself open his mouth and invite Ian's tongue in. He felt Ian's soft and warm hands pulling his waist close while they held onto the back of his shirt. With shaking hands, Anthony stroked Ian's cheeks, his neck. Ian's beard tickled, and Anthony giggled through his nose. Ian did the same.

They took a moment to catch their breath. They looked at each other, carefully smiling, and Anthony felt tears run down his face. Before Ian could comment, he said "tears of joy," and kissed Ian, his Ian, his and only his, again.

[shaynesunderstudy]

palm springs au for ianthony:

ian (~nyles) is having the worst day of his life because anthony is getting married (not to him? to someone he doesn't like?) and smosh is about to announce him leaving tomorrow -> falls into a time loop, tries to do things differently but figures it's the best cus at least they're still friends on this day

(also accidentally traps the neighbor ~jk simmons in the loop)

(smosh cast as guests? ppl who live nearby/crashed the party?)

anthony(~sarah) has been regretting the decision to get married since the morning but decided he can get through the day and figure it out tmr since everyone came all the way to this wedding -> accidentally follows ian to the cave -> they have all the time in the world for heart to heart talks -> motivated to leave so they can actually become ianthony again

Beautiful! I love it. I wish I was talented enough as a writer to pull this off but alas I’m not. I would love to see a Palm Springs ianthony fan fic though 🥹

[iridescentpull]

《 Maybe Next Year 》

Summary: Anthony doesn't win the 'Show of the Year' award. Ian comforts him.

TW: N/A

Fandom: Smosh

Pairing: Ianthony (ambiguous)

Note: This is a work by a fan for other fans. Please no harrasment, block me or my tags.

《 I wrote this to heal myself from this night lmao. Fuck C, all my homies hate C 》

《 Fic under cut - reblogs appreciated - ao3 》

Anthony feels his hands shaking, trying his best to calm his anxiety down. It's the final award of the night, and his show is nominated. His show. His show that he poured his blood, sweat and tears. His show that saved him when he didn't know what to do with his channel. His show that was a stepping stone in fixing his and Ian’s relationship. His show.

As Mat stood on the stage, the curly-haired male felt a hand poke his arm. He looked to his left and saw Ian give him a reassuring smile. "Breath." He reminded him, grabbing one of his hands and gently holding it. "You can't accept an award if you're passed out."

Anthony laughed, shaking his head. "You're right." He said, quieting down when the nominees were being said. 

He felt an unbelievable sense of pride when his show was announced and the crowd cheered loud and clear. Maybe this year he'll win. Maybe this is his year. Those past three nominations were just stepping stools for this. This was it. 

The taller felt his body freeze when Mat revealed the tables had the answer hidden in them. He felt like he couldn't move, anxiety and adrenaline paralyzing him. He could see Ian stand up immediately, turning over his chair and searching underneath the table cloths. Ian was frantic, asking Ale and her partner to search on their seats as well. He turned to Anthony, adrenaline on his expression. 

The table shook their heads, confirming there was no paper on their table. Anthony's eyes looked around, trying to see if tables around him had the papers. He felt his heart quicken when he saw an E and a D. 

Maybe. 

Just maybe…

And then there it was. He looked to his right where a woman was walking to the theater, holding a piece of paper containing a singular letter. 

And that letter was a C. 

Anthony felt the adrenaline leave his body. He felt his body crash against the chair he was sitting on, exhaustion finally crashing on him. He lost. Again. For the fourth time, and now third time in a row. 

He could feel frustration tears well up in his eyes but he forced himself to stop. The dark-haired male took a deep breath and forced a smile, standing up and clapping when the show of the year award was announced. 

Feeling Ian's stare, he cheered for her at her speech and laughed with those around him. Then the final song came on, and he felt Ian quietly move to stand beside him. 

They stood beside each other, watching the dancing and singing around them. They stayed quiet, observing and processing the night they just had. So much had happened in so little time. 

Eventually it was over, and the after party began. Ale and her partner said their goodbyes, once again congratulating Anthony on his nominations and wishing them both a good-night. Both men wished them a quiet good-night, before turning to each other. 

Anthony knew Ian wanted to say so many things, but didn't know where to start. It was fine, he didn't know if he could manage to answer without tearing up either. 

They were interrupted by some influencer, probably a TikToker of some kind approaching them. "Oh my god! Smosh!" They exclaimed, a huge smile on their face. "Can I take a picture with you guys?"

Anthony nodded, plastering a smile on his face. Ian glanced at him and bit his lip, before turning to the kid and nodding. After a quick selfie together, the person grinned. "Thank you!" They said, before turning to Anthony. "I'm sorry you didn't get it. It's wild you've been nominated four times and haven't won- luck is not on your side!" 

The male gaped as the kid went along, stopping in front of Link and asking for a picture. Damn, that comment kind of hurt. 

Ian huffed and grabbed his best friend's hand, pulling him away from the center of the crowd. They went to a less populated corner, where a few people were talking. Ian stopped them and as soon as Anthony faced him, the shorter pulled him into a hug. 

Anthony froze, not knowing what to do. Ian rarely initiated hugs or any form of physical contact. It was unexpected, yet as the seconds went by, Anthony could feel his body melt against Ian's. And it was nice. 

The brunet ran his hand against the others back, trying his best to soothe the other. He knew how much that award meant to him. To be acknowledged and praised for something he created. He understood. 

Which made it hurt more when the absolute crushed expression slipped onto Anthony's face when the realization struck him. 

After a few minutes of the hug, Ian pulled back but only slightly. He gave the other the most proud smile he could. "That was wild, huh?" He asked, glancing at the theater beside them. "I never expected to present an award with you again." 

Anthony smiled softly. "Yeah." He chuckled. "We are so not getting invited next year. Eating the mask? Really?"

Ian shrugged, amusement on his face. They stayed quiet, enjoying each others company. The brunet grabbed the other's hands. "You know I'm proud of you, right?" He started, glaring at the other when he tried to interrupt. "Shut, let me finish. I know I didn't say this enough, but I'm so proud of how you evolved your channel and the content you created."

He stopped, glamcing to where Michelle stood with her award. "And I know the award meant so much to you, but listen." He looked back to the male. "An award doesn't represent your success or worth. You are amazing, and I'm so proud of you."

Anthony felt his eyes tear up, but from completely different reasons. He let out a watery laugh. "Since when did you learn how to process emotions?" 

Ian rolled his eyes. "I've been taking a crash course." He mantioned, smiling at Anthony's laugh. "Also, don't worry too much- there's always next year."

"Next year…" The taller started, giving the other a soft smile. "Next year it'll be us. We're definitely gonna get smosh nominated on something." 

The brunet chuckled. "We'll see." He said, looking at the crown partying and having a good time. He cringed, the thought of being pressed against so many bodies not calling him. He turned to Anthony, who was also cringing at the crowd. "Wanna get outta here and have a drink at my place?"

The male pulled a face. "Wouldn't we look rude for ditching? It's part of what we were asked for, after all."

Ian waved a hand. "Nah, we were asked to present an award and we did. We're done here."

Anthony thought for a moment, before shrugging. "You know what, fuck it- lets get outta here." 

Ian smiled and pulled Anthony to the doors, leaving the building. As soon as both men entered Ian's car, Anthony looked at Ian and smiled. "Hey Ian?"

"Yeah?" The brunet asked, turning the vehicle on. 

"Thank you."

[xxmoonch1ldxx]

In regards to your last anon: Anon do you even watch this new era of Smosh? Where Anthony has talked about reading fic? Where they both said ianthony is a good ship? Where they actively play it up and are not afraid of being affectionate with each other?

Also, posting about ianthony, creating and writing for ianthony does not invalidate any relationships the boys had/have irl. You're on tumblr yet somehow don't understand the concept of fan fiction and shipping?? Respectfully, go bother someone else and leave Moon alone.

THANK YOU!!

This shipping content is all for fun, and obviously I'm wishing the best towards Mykie and Anthony together, I'm not trying to push my gay agenda into anybody lmao

And the boys are fetching very well for themselves, I'll say, considering what they say to each other everyday 💀 Hope they feature my fic on the next smosh pit theaters that Smosh asked for themselves :p