hello all !! my name is seraph/spencer !!
i'm a twenty-four year old writer, who goes by all pronouns! i mainly write for smosh (spencer mainly, but open to all!) and chuckle sandwich (ot3 + tucker) ! i also write for hatchetfield characters (from team starkid's musical series), and select other youtubers! i also write for k-pop idols, on a seperate blog!
i hope you enjoy my writings and shenanigans!
today is the 7th anniversary of the official collapse of defy media. the company that bought smosh, brought it to new highs and then nearly burned it into the ground. that nearly cost ian and anthony their friendship.
ian posted this seven years ago today. and i am still in awe of how he took charge of the collapse. and the way he chose to announce it. that picture of he and anthony, so so so young. i've always loved that photoset because it's a perfect encapsulation of the thing that they said built smosh; ian and anthony making each other laugh.
ian posted this 7 years ago today and he had no idea what the future would hold. no idea that he'd find a home for smosh. that he WOULD reunite with his best friend and buy their company back. that they'd become like a real family, that so many talented, hilarious, heart warming people would come to call smosh their home.
ian had no way of knowing the things that were coming, the good (mythical/angela&amanda&arasha&chanse/anthony's return) or the bad (covid/people leaving) but he took to social media to say; it's not over. i will not let it be over.
smosh has entered a golden age. and it's because ian hecox said; it's not over
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꒰ ͜͡➸ ease my troubled soul
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꒰ ͜͡➸ i'm a sucker for a good cuddle blurb!
꒰ ͜͡➸ reader implied gender neutral! also reader calls spencer silly pokemon nicknames
a long day, and spencer was finally home. the shoot week was tough, to say the least, and he just wanted to sleep. thank the stars above his partner had been home all day, so he didn't even have to wait for them.
keys jingle softly as spencer enters the shared apartment of him and his partner, thoughts melding together into one huge blob of... a mess. he couldn't even think straight. it was a little overwhelming how everything seemed to just buzz by at the speed of light. it wasn't often it got bad, but shoot weeks would be the death of him eventually...
... but maybe the smell of last night's chicken parmesan would bring him back.
"hi, spence!"
and the sound of his partner's voice.
spencer sheds off his jacket and places it neatly in the coat rack (a gauche chair his partner bought form some vintage store) before heading to the kitchen. "smells delicious, my little tilapia." he chuckles, arms slipping around [y/n]'s waist delicately before pressing his body against theirs. their warmth was always so nice... and suddenly, he wasn't too hungry.
"yeah, quite the chef i am. you hungry?" they ask, but to spencer it's all jabber, like any adult in the peanuts gallery talking to the kids. he has his other half, his partner, the love of his life in his arms. no filming, no posing for pictures on camera, no having to be online persona. just... him and his favorite person. it's silent for a moment and [y/n] only smiles, shaking their head. "takin' that as a no." spencer doesn't really clock what happens after that, but he feels them moving and he can only assume they're cleaning up the dinner they had.
before they can put it back in the fridge, spencer is letting them go before spinning them around to face him. there's a sleepy smile on his face, and his hands pull them closer to tuck his nose into their neck. spencer can feel [y/n]'s hands in his hair, keeping him close and spencer swears he could fall asleep right now. "... can we cuddle..?" he sleepily murmurs, and there's no answer, just a gentle tug of his sleeves. that's a yes in his book. he reluctantly pulls away and lets his partner lead him to the bedroom. he didn't care to change clothes, he just wanted his partner. the two head into their shared bedroom and spencer goes to flop on the bed, sighing at the familiarity and comfort. "c'mon, lovebug. i wanna hold you."
[y/n] rolls their eyes and they go to shed the sweatshirt they had on (which was really spencer's) before laying it on the dresser and laying in bed. "not even gonna get under the sheets, spence? c'mon, bubs." that earns a low groan from the male, slinging an arm over his partner and dragging them closer. his nose nuzzles into the juncture of their neck, inhaling their scent with a happy sigh. spencer lets his hand drift down to their hip, gently slipping his hand under their shirt to feel their warm skin. this... was heaven to him.
spencer lets his lips press soft, featherlight kisses to their neck slowly, his own lips tugging into a wide smile. he loves this, just laying with them and showering them in love. his fingers dance a light pattern on their skin, allowing most of his weight to comfortably lay in his partner. [y/n]'s arms hug around his neck, a hand traveling to his curly hair.
"hm... don't cut your hair, spenceaboo. this is a good length for ya..." they murmur lowly, almost too quiet for spencer to hear. he does though, and he snorts at that nickname.
'spenceaboo? what, like that pumpkin pokemon thing?" he teases before gently nipping at their neck. spencer can feel [y/n] shiver, and he grins.
"shut up, you call me weird shit all the time-! let me call you weird shit back!" they whine softly and try to shove him off. spencer, however, the stubborn little shit he is, only cackles and nuzzles closer. the two, cuddling, was spencer's favorite thing.
he could spend the rest of his life in [y/n]'s arms, and he'd die a happy man. he adores this person, and he honestly... hoped they ended up married. they could have their own little version of courtney and shayne's sudden marriage announcement...
"spence? you listen?" spencer blinks and he lifts his head to gaze at [y/n], eyes a bit wide. '... you're daydreaming again, aren't you?"
embarrassment flooded through him and his cheeks heat up a bit. "aha... maybe... sorry, lovebug." he chuckles softly, before leaning down to pepper kisses all over their face. "can't help it! you're so cuddly, like my own personal teddy bear... i'm listening now, though."
as [y/n] goes back to talking, spencer is technically listening this time, but he can't help but smile all dreamily. he was such a lucky guy..
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꒰ ͜͡➸ arasha nicknames !
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꒰ ͜͡➸ HIII IM BACK YALL FRFR full force.
OKAY HEAR ME OUT.... i feel like she is like . right between traditional, cutesy nicknames and cheesy, silly nicknames.... the main ones i'm feelin...
- pookie (as a joke)
- my nightengale (she jst thinks it sounds so pretty)
- your name (usually when at work me thinks... you and her agree to keep it professional)
- sunshine (you both call each other this...)
also if you speak any different languages, i feel like she would learn them just to call you "my love" or cheesy things like that... if i come up with more i'll update but YAS i adore arasha so bad
