Hihi im soory I haven't posted anything, life and work has been crazy(Friday the 13th ftw$$) its calming down now so Im hoping to write again soon
Also to the person that sent the non binary request, I've seen it, im just trying to figure out how to write it cause im cis so it's not something I've experienced
How they react when you're upset
ft. angela, ian, damien, and spencer like always
i had a bad week at work
let me know any comments, thoughts, or feelings
orrr if yall wanna see anything or anyone else, also lmk
Angela ~
She’ll be super worried and start overthinking ways to make you feel better. She just kinda, tries to give you as much positive energy as she can. She’s super chatty, so she starts talking your ear off about one of your favorite niche topics. She talks with such enthusiasm and the biggest smile that you can’t help but mimic it. She always radiates the sweetest and infectious cheerfulness that it shifts your own energy. Once you guys get home, she’ll pamper you and do anything to make you feel relaxed. After you guys cuddle into bed, she’ll run her hand along your back as she says, “i know you weren’t feeling great today, but i don’t want you to feel like you have to hide it from me, i’ll always be here for you”
Ian ~
As soon as he notices that you’re upset, he makes it a mission throughout the day to cheer you up in any possible way. He’ll spam your phone with hundreds of memes, send you cheesy pick up lines, and send you random facts throughout the day(you both know that he should definitely be working, but that doesn’t matter when you’re upset). Before the end of the work day, he’ll sneak out to grab you your favorite snacks and take out for an easy movie night at home. He’ll let you lay on his chest while watching your favorite movie. Eventually, he’ll ask if your ok, and you’ll talk about why you were so upset all day. You both end up falling asleep like that on the couch while a random show plays quietly in the background.
Damien ~
He's learned all your tells so well over the course of your relationship. He's learned everything there is to know about you, so he's able to tell immediately when you're upset. He won't say anything, you'll tell him when you're ready. He still wants to make you feel better, but he'll be very subtle about it. He’ll do little things for you throughout the day to try and cheer you up. He’ll find quiet places in the office to relax during breaks, run his fingers through your hair while laying your head on his chest. He’ll end the day with your favorite dinner, cuddles, and movies.
Spencer ~
Once he notices that you’re upset, he might pester you a bit about opening up about what you’re feeling. After shutting him down multiple times and telling him you’re ok, he relents and decides to give you time and space to hopefully open up when you’re ready. He tries not to act differently and upset you further, but he becomes more soft spoken and gentler with you. At some point, he finds you with your head on your desk, staring at the wall next to you. He’ll come to sit next to you and lay his head on your desk facing you. He gives you a soft greeting and an ever softer smile that doesn’t fail to melt your heart. He reminds you that he loves you and how amazing you are, and leaves you with a kiss on the cheek. If or when you decide to open up to him, he’s eager to listen to you, and ready to comfort you or find a way to fix what upset you in the first place.
Description: While shooting a gentlemen's video, y/n decides to mess with her boyfriend by purposely flirting with him in order to get him to break character.
Warnings: None, just fluff. A few sexual innuendos and typical 'gentleman' banter.
Notes: Thought I'd give you guys a break from all the angst I've been writing lately, lol. Enjoy :)
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It was generally easy to make Spencer laugh. Though his ability to make others laugh easily surpassed her own. It was one of the reasons y/n fell in love with him in the first place. There was a certain charm to the way he made normally offensive jokes funny and it was such an endearing quality.
But when it came to playing characters, Spencer was almost unbreakable. He of course had moments where he cracked, but he was able to compose himself and disappear back into whatever character he was playing. This was most evident with his Gentleman character.
Y/n had been with him for almost three years and had known him far longer. But she'd never seen him commit to a bit so hard before. She didn't fully understand what happened to him, but whenever he put on that top hat and tailcoat for a video, Spencer fully transformed into a different person.
Today was one of those days, and this time y/n was going to be in the video. She was determined to make him break character.
The other gentlemen were Shayne, Angela, Arasha, and Tommy. Y/n, however, was not dressed in the typical getup. Her wardrobe was a little different, as she had requested beforehand. Nobody else, especially not Spencer knew about her plan.
She was wearing a black maid dress with a frilly white apron and matching white thigh high stockings. On her feet were black heels, making her a few inches taller than normal and she carried a plastic white feather duster.
Angela and Arasha were the first to spot her, and both of their jaws dropped. Y/n immediately broke into a grin and giggled.
"Oh my god! What are you wearing?". Angela exclaimed.
"You like it? It's for the video."
"You look amazing. But what's the deal?". Arasha tilted her head.
"I'm gonna try and get Spencer to break character."
"I have a feeling you'll break more than that, girl."
The three of them burst into giggles.
When Spencer finally saw her for the first time, he had to do a double take. His eyes widened as she approached him. He had his top hat in hand.
"Eyes are up here, bud."
"What the fuck." He breathed out a chuckle.
She giggled. "What do you think?".
"I think... you are out of your mind. You're wearing this for the video?".
"Mhm." She hums. "Problem?".
"No, no. Just... why?".
"That's for me to know and you to find out."
"Okay, that's not cryptic at all."
When they were all set to get started, the cast sat around the Board AF table while y/n stood behind them all. Shayne and Tommy were both surprised by her outfit, but mostly amused.
Spencer did the intro in character with a fake cigar in hand. But in typical gentleman fashion, not directly addressing the audience. Then y/n began her plans.
While the cast played poker, y/n played her own character as a maid. She didn't interrupt the game at all, but occasionally butted in with a cute quip or response to one of the gentlemen. She pretended to clean the set with the feather duster.
Shayne broke first, and that was due to her accidentally walking into one of the fake plants at the side. That was not a bit, and it happened to be directly in his line of sight. She just smiled sheepishly at him.
Angela started cackling when she purposely brushed past Spencer, almost knocking his hat off.
"I say!".
Y/n gasped. "My most sincere apologies, sir."
"It's quite alright. Nothing a glass of brandy won't fix."
"Of course. Anything else I can do for you?". Her question was directed at the table, but Spencer clearly saw an opportunity.
"How about a quickie after the game? I'm sure the wife won't mind, but the mistress may take issue with it."
As soon as the words left his lips, he sat back and watched the rest of them crumble. Arasha managed to keep her composure. Shayne, Angela and Tommy were gone. And y/n... she bit her lip to keep herself from breaking. But she played into it.
"Perhaps that could be arranged."
Spencer didn't break, but she knew the look in his eyes all too well. He knew what her game was, and he could play it too.
The moment passed, and y/n continued her casual flirting. Her fleeting touches became more frequent. Just brushing the back of his neck with her finger or his shoulder blade with her hand. One of the times made him shiver, but he pushed through.
"If you insist on touching me like that, you might as well come here."
She paused, unsure of what he meant until he patted his lap.
"You must be tired walking back and forth like that. There's a seat for you here if you'd like."
Y/n wondered if she could use this to her advantage. "Well, I suppose I could take a break."
He moved his chair back to make room for her as she sat in his lap. When she was comfortable, her arm wrapped around the back of his shoulders. He had one hand to continue playing the game, but his other hand now rested on her thigh under the table, mostly to steady her. Only then he realised he didn't have a third hand for his fake cigar.
"Be a lamb, will you put the cigar back in my mouth?".
She nodded, doing as asked. "Of course."
She had to admit, it was hard not to break watching him play poker one-handed, still in character. It was rather attractive of him. But she was determined, so didn't let it affect her.
Since the tops of her thighs were exposed because of the stockings she was wearing, his hand made contact with her skin. And even as a misogynistic character, at heart Spencer was an actual gentleman and made sure she wasn't exposed more than she'd like to be.
It was such a sweet gesture, she almost broke. Almost.
But she refused to give him the satisfaction.
"You better watch where you put that hand, sir. We're not alone yet." She commented, despite knowing his hand was nowhere near anywhere inappropriate.
"Perhaps my impatience outweighs my need for privacy." He replied smoothly, unfazed by her attempt to fluster him.
It was clear at this point that nobody was actually trying to play poker anymore. They were more interested in who was going to break first. However, for content, they of course continued playing. Angela and Shayne had both given up on keeping up their personas, letting themselves laugh at their friends' antics. Arasha was still going strong, though she cracked a smile a couple times and Tommy was just vibing, transitioning between gentleman and himself.
The longer the shoot went on, y/n eventually started to feel a little self-conscious considering what she was wearing in front of so many cameras and a whole crew. She was wearing shorts underneath the dress, but still.
She leaned into Spencer a little more, and he naturally shifted to accommodate her, like he didn't even think about it as he cashed in some of his chips. He noticed how quiet she'd been and decided to bring her out of her daze.
"I see my proximity has rendered you speechless." He gently nudged her.
She rolled her eyes playfully. "Maybe you just bore me."
"Is that so?".
She sighed. Clearly her plan wasn't working. But perhaps flirting with him wasn't the way to go. She had to use something else to her advantage.
Remaining on his lap, she thought for a while. There was only so much time left, so she didn't have long to come up with something. She just watched the rest of the cast play poker and laughed along with their silly gentlemen antics.
She absentmindedly ran her finger along his shoulder blade. Spencer felt it, but didn't say anything about it in character or otherwise.
Leaning into him, she spoke quietly to avoid it being picked up by mics.
"Shayne's gentleman seems like he eats crayons."
It wasn't meant to be a bit. It was just something she thought of and decided to share with Spencer. He didn't outwardly react to it, but she happened to notice the subtle smile he tried to hide by looking down. A real smile. And suddenly she had an idea.
"Angela's gentleman has no idea how to play poker. He just wants to fit in."
He gently swatted her hand.
"Quiet down, dear. The men are talking."
Oh, she was so getting him back for that.
If she couldn't make him laugh, she could certainly make him feel guilty.
She laughed along with everyone else, but shifted a little and sat in a way that no longer allowed her to lean into him. And she felt him tense up.
For the rest of the shoot, she ignored him. She didn't laugh at his jokes (though it was hard not to) and only laughed when someone else made a joke. She brushed his hand off when he tried to hold it under the table. It was all an act. She wasn't really offended by what he'd said.
Spencer, however, was freaking out internally. That was what finally broke him.
"Okay, I can't do this anymore." He dropped the fake English accent. "Y/n, please look at me."
She glanced around the room for a moment before her eyes landed on him. She hadn't moved from his lap.
"I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't mean to upset you. You know I'd never say that to you and mean it. I'd hate to let you think that for another second. I'm sorry, y/n."
Her expression immediately brightened as her arms shot up above her head. "Yes!".
Spencer furrowed his eyebrows. "What?".
She started giggling. "I wasn't really upset, Spen. I just wanted to get you to break character."
"Well, you did more than that." He sighed in relief, putting his hand on his chest where his heart was. "Nearly gave me a fucking heart attack."
She chuckled, patting his cheek before getting up off his lap.
Perhaps she hadn't considered the fake tension she'd built in the room because the crew looked pretty much scarred and the cast burst out laughing at the look on Spencer's face. But she broke him and that's all that mattered to her.
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The gentlemen video was the last shoot of the day, so after changing y/n packed up to go home and said goodnight to those who were still around, also about to head home.
Spencer walked up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder, making her jump.
She glared at him and hit his arm playfully. "Spencer! Don't do that!".
He chuckled. "Well, normally I'd feel bad and apologise. But after what you pulled today, I don't think I am all that sorry."
She giggled. "Okay. I guess that's fair."
He smiled softly. "Ready to go?".
"I feel like I'm forgetting something."
Tilting his head, he looked at her desk. "Phone?".
"Got it."
"Bag?".
"It's here."
"Laptop?".
"In my bag."
"Keys?".
She frowned. "Not here...".
He smiled, revealing the house and car keys from his own pocket. "Well, would you look at that? Apparently I'm responsible too."
She pursed her lips. "Why do I still feel like I forgot something?".
"You didn't. I think you're fine, honey."
She hums. "You're probably right."
He squeezed her hand. "Shall we then?".
"Yeah."
The two of them walked out the building together and across the parking lot to Spencer's car. Before they got in, he gently stopped her.
"Hey."
She tilted her head.
"Just for my own peace of mind... what I said in the gentlemen shoot, it didn't upset you at all?".
She smiled slightly. "You're still thinking about that?".
"I probably won't stop thinking about it if you don't say no."
"No, Spencer. It didn't upset me."
"Are you sure?".
She nodded. "I know you didn't say it to hurt me."
He shrugged. "Even so. It doesn't matter if it ended up hurting you."
"Spen, I'm okay. I promise. It was just an act. I'm not even a little bit offended."
"Okay...". He trailed off.
Moving closer to him, she pulled him in for a hug, which he accepted. He kissed her head when she rested her cheek on his shoulder.
"I think if it was anyone else, it would've upset me."
He chuckled. "I have no idea what that means."
She pulled back to look at him. "It just means... you can get away with saying those things because I've never felt unsafe around you."
His expression softened. "Shit."
She furrowed her eyebrows. "What?".
"Nothing. It's just... you should really be careful saying stuff like that."
"Why?".
He smiled slightly. "Might make someone break character."
would you ever write anything for amanda x fem reader? 🫶🫶 love the new stuff
Of course:)
Thank you for requesting this it was fun and I love having prompts to go off of
(we're not gonna talk about me editing this days later<3)
You loved Amanda.
You loved her in the way that you’d wake up extra early in the morning so that she can wake up to a warm breakfast and hot coffee. You loved her through candle-lit baths and back massages after an arduous week at work. And you loved her through all the moments of hugs, stolen kisses, and whispers of encouragement in between.
You loved her in every way you could. You made sure to love her loudly, softly, publicly, and privately.
Sometimes those feelings hit you all at once, and you had to show her how much you loved her before it became too much to bear.
Today was one of those days.
It was such a simple message. She just said to drive safe on your way home from work.
You rushed into your shared apartment to find her on the couch. Amanda barely had time to react before you were in front of her. Kneeling on the cushion next to her, you took her face in your hands to give her kisses all over. You left kisses on her cheeks, her nose, and the space between her eyebrows.
Amanda couldn’t contain her smile and you continued to leave kisses along her skin.
“What-”
You matched her smile, her hands reaching up to cradle your cheeks and tuck some fallen hair behind your ears.
“That tickles” she mumbled.
You hummed in response, pressing your smile into her cheek before moving to leave more kisses against her skin. Cheeks, ears, brows, eyelids. You refused to leave any inch of her skin unloved.
“What are you doing?” She giggled.
Your kisses started to trail further down, to the underside of her jaw and to the sensitive spots behind her ear.
“Kissing you” you muttered, lips brushing against the corner of her lips.
“I noticed”
You pinched her side, “Then why do you ask?”
She tried moving away from your tickling fingers, her laughter falling out, causing your love to intensify.
“Yea, but why are you kissing me?” she questioned. Before you could lean back, she grabbed your wrist and pulled you against her. She absent-mindedly played with your fingers, as she gazed upon your face, eyes filled with love. You wouldn’t mind being looked at like that for the rest of your life.
“Because,” you moved your hand up to rest on her neck and stroke her cheek with your thumb. You couldn’t stop smiling, nor did you want you. “I can. And I Iove that I can. I never want to stop kissing you. I love you so much, Amanda.”
This only made Amanda laugh again, “I love you too, my love”
She loved you by ordering your favorite pastries from the bakery where you first met, or by softly combing her fingers through your hair as you laid against her chest. Her love was leaving sweet notes with small doodles on your desk or through gentle touches when passing each other at work.
After so many years, her love still made your heart jump.
“Good!” that was the only warning she got before you moved to sit in her lap, bracing yourself against the arm rest behind her. She made a noise of surprise before devolving into laughter again.
“Now,” you started, “can I keep kissing you now?”
Amanda’s hands rested on your hips as you moved to press light kisses along her forehead, her rose-tinted cheek, and a lingering one of her lips.
You paused to peer into her eyes. She reached up to twirl your hair around your finger before tucking it behind you ear again.
“Yes,” she gave a tender smile, “you can keep kissing me.”
Ngl guys coming back to this blog feels like walking into a full auditorium and trying bad stand up while everyone stares at you in silence but the lights are off so you dont know if anyone's actually watching you I dont know if that makes sense but thats how I feel
I dont even know if the other admins are active on tumblr anymore
Hi, I’m a little confused but what’s been going on with the Smosh cast recently? I haven’t been keeping up with them as of late.
Bro I haven’t been keeping up either!!! It’s absolutely wild!! If you go look at the post I made asking, @zerrzzee (if I remember right but I still can’t @ them) sent a post with all the information!
I don’t wanna go into specifics here Incase I have any information wrong or I cause anyone to be uncomfortable or trigger them! If you wanna dm me @the-unsusual-fan I can send you the post if you don’t wanna look for it! Or I can just tell you what I know!