#ianthonysmut

[heymoon97]

Can someone edit that short clip of Anthony making out with that girl in the sneak peek preview to Anthony totally kissing Ian? Please and thank you with my life.

[ur-angel-baby]

Lusting Insanity (Ianthony)

(I made this while listening to, first, this and then this, so if that helps better the mood of it!^~^) I sat in what used to be silence, allowing the dark to engulf me solemnly. The voices in my head grew louder, more demanding, some screamed for me to listen, but I ignored them all. My heart ached and my body felt numb. Hope for my sanity to return, at this point, had dispersed into nothing along with everyone else. I could not be helped, my beloved was in oblivion of my affection and I was drowning in it. My own best friend...my own heterosexual best friend...he could not love me. If he, even in slightest, knew what I hid behind protected blue eyes and forced laughs...he'd leave me...he'd forget me, he'd be disgusted by me...I wouldn't be able to live with myself. As my thoughts became vivid, the voices pestered more than ever and I held my head at the gnawing pain of insanity. I had to hold myself together for the rest of the day as he'd be here any minute. We were going to film a Smosh is Bored episode today and those were always fun. I waited for the knock on the door to echo around my quaintly furnished home before I stood to turn on the lights and plaster fake tranquility on my evidently troubled features. I gently opened the door to reveal him in his aura of blissful joy and his captivating brown eyes. The sun shined around him and I admired him. He was beautiful and, frankly, not many could deny it. He smiled down at me, drowning out the voices and replacing them with a soothing symphony, allowing me to smile back as well. "Ready to film a video, Ian?" Anthony said to me, lacing fond into his words with a thin string and careful precision. He entered the room and shut the door almost soundlessly behind him, leaving him to tower over me, awaiting my obvious response which came in a simple nod. He moved along to our small setup and took a seat. I trailed behind him, observing his firm walk of triumph and something taunting, as if he knew too much for his current position in the world. And when he sat down, I became lost in his stare. His dilated pupils seemed to always hold wisdom and lust for the deprived and unknown. I couldn't help but sigh in content as I sat beside him after pressing record on the camera. Hours later, after the sun had gone down and the moon's light was bright in every window, the video had been recorded, edited, and was ready to be posted the next day. It was quite an odd video, but it was a good laugh. I'd expected him to leave as soon as all was done so I could return to the comfort of solitude and frantic thoughts rather than have to deal with the emotions rising and destroying themselves inside my head any longer...but he stayed. "You know, Ian, I haven't properly gotten to spend time with you lately. You always have some excuse, you never feel well, and the only time I can catch you is when we film to which you always hurry me out because you 'have to be somewhere in a few minutes.' So tonight, no matter how much you protest, I am staying over and we will have fun, just like we did in high school." Anthony beamed at me. I quickly became mortified. It was so unexpected that I nearly tumbled over. How would I survive the night? Would he notice that something was wrong? Oh, who am I kidding, of course he would. Or maybe he already has.. "A-are you sure you w-want to do that? I-I mean, it's not that I don't want you over Anthony, but wouldn't you rather be in the comfort of your own home with your cat? He's going to miss you and besides, you-you haven't even gotten an extra set of clothes with you." I stated, hoping I'd win the argument before it even started. Daisy sat beside me as she entered the room briefly after the word cat. Daisy and Pip were, as Anthony and I, best friends. So the thought of Anthony and cat always seemed to alert her with joy. "Ian, I don't live very far. I could easily go home, get what I need, put Pip in my car, and come back in less than 10 minutes. As a matter of fact, that's exactly what I'll do." And with that, Anthony grinned down at me and went out the door. As promised, he returned in 5, maybe 6 minutes, with Pip and a gym bag. I was now in my pajamas, sat on my couch with Daisy, but she ran off to play with Pip and Anthony took her place. The TV was on and a low mutter came from it. Even then, I could only focus on the invisible space between us. He seemed so comfortable with it all, yet, I couldn't help but become tense. "Let's watch a movie, yeah? Is Dumb and Dumber alright?" He said as he stood to look through my rack of movies. ''Sure." I smiled at him. I thought that maybe I would enjoy tonight. Maybe spending time with him was what I needed to end the pain caused by him. He put in the movie, excused himself to the restroom and came back in only pajama pants. To say I gawked at his smooth, tan chest would be an understatement. He must have caught me staring because, I'm not sure if this really happened or not, but I think he smirked and winked at me. Either way, I blushed like a madman in the dark as he once again took his place on the couch next me. Half way through the movie, we both seemingly lost interest and stared blankly at the TV screen mounted on the living room wall. I felt Anthony's gaze fall on me. I could feel his eyes trained on me, watching me careful as if I would lash out at any moment. They studied me gently and would decipher every single part of me in a matter of minutes. It was unbearable, but having his eyes on me and only me was intoxicating. A part of me wanted this, yet, the other felt pressured and scared. That part of me felt like it wasn't good enough and the other simply bathed in the grand moment.

"Um...I have to use the restroom." I excused myself and nearly ran into the restroom around the corner. I checked for something that might be on my face, I looked over my lazy, but comfortable, appearance. I took a few moments to organize myself back to normal because I slowly felt myself becoming a giddy mess of hormones. I mustered the courage to retake my place on the couch next to Anthony. I very slowly made my way back and he seemed to notice. "Ian.." He patted the seat next to him. I obliged without a word, knowing he had more to say. We were now facing each other, legs crossed, eyes studying one another, and nothing was said. That is until his soft voice broke the silence. "I know something has been bothering you.." To this I looked down, playing with the hem of my baggy t-shirt. "Look at me." He demanded in almost a whisper. Unexpectedly, he put his hand under my chin and lifted my head to meet his eyes. His touch gave me chills and I was in my very own wonderland. "You know you can tell me anything, I'm your best friend and I want to help." He held my hands and I was filled with a feeling I couldn't describe as either lust, love, or anything I've ever known. It was, in a way, more. "Anthony, truly, I am fine. I've just...been very tired lately. I haven't slept well. I-I think it's the pillows. I'll replace them soon. But it's-it's nothing." I rushed to him and faked a smile. Excuses, excuses. I didn't want to lie to him, but there was no way I could ever tell him the truth. I wasn't sure if he'd be mad that I hadn't told him sooner or if he'd be disgusted by it and the possibilities frightened me. What if he knew? Was it obvious I was gay? Was it obvious I wanted everything to do with him and more? "No, none of that bullshit, Ian. Tell me what you're hiding. What's pushing you away from me? What's keeping you in your home, away from the world like you're afraid of it?" The worry in his eyes ate me alive and I couldn't take it. I suddenly broke into a mess of sobs. I ran to my room, tried to hide myself, tried to get away from the worried brown eyes, tried to break free from the secrets and the lies that I've told. As I ran into my room with my hands over my face, barely able to see where I was going, Anthony caught me by my waist and pulled me into his bare chest. I fought a bit more, still trying to get away, but he only held me closer as the violent sobs wrecked my body. He slowed back onto the soft duvet sprawled a bit messily on my bed and took a seat, pulling me onto his lap. This way easy for him because he was taller and stronger than I was. He silently massaged circles into my side with his thumb, my head was buried in the crook of his neck, hiccuping still, but no longer sobbing. I knew he was going to ask, I knew he wanted to help, I knew he wanted to understand, but there was simply no way...He'd never understand because he didn't know what it was like to fall in love with oblivion. I wouldn't force him to love me either because then he'd be unhappy...and it seemed odd to think about it, but Anthony's happiness was my support. I make a fool out of myself just to see him laugh or smile. But, of course, after some time, I calmed down and we sat in silence. My eyes fixed on our worried pets sat at the door, side by side, heads tilted in question. When they saw me staring, they went off into the living room, feeling the sorrow mood thick in the room when they wanted nothing more than to play around. Then, once again, Anthony spoke. "You can't pretend you're okay anymore, Ian, you have to tell me what's wrong." He pushed me forward a bit, enough to be able to look me in the eyes. I considered telling him about my sexuality, at least. But the position we were in, a motion he saw as friendly, would quickly become odd and uncomfortable. He would leave and I'd never see him again...and even if he stayed, he'd only stay because he felt sorry for me and he would treat me differently. Yet, if I didn't tell him, he'd pester me all night about it...then he'd eventually give up and leave...or maybe he'd simply leave, upset that I couldn't trust him enough to tell him what bothered me. "Anthony.." I whispered. I was trying to tell him, I really was, but I couldn't. I tried to scramble out of his lap and onto the bed, but I guess he was afraid I'd run away again because he gripped my waist, stopping my actions. "I'm not going to run again.." I sighed. "I promise." Looking into his eyes, I found that there was a mixture of hesitance and worry that didn't look good on him. His eyes deserved to be happy all the time, not so sorrow, especially because of me. He let me go and I sat on the bed, beside him. I did not look into his eyes and he did not push any further. He sat still, waiting for me to say something. Something I didn't want to say because I was afraid...yet...I said it. I did not tell him I loved him, I would not tell him I loved him, but I would let him know part of the truth. "Anthony, I've held this secret within myself since I had realized it, which was in middle school... some time before I had even met you.." I quickly glanced up at him and he nodded to let me know he was listening to what I was saying. His eyes now held expectancy, as if he knew what I was going to say, as if he'd already known this moment would come. "I-I don't know how it happened or how I found out...I just...knew." I took a deep breath and gathered myself enough to look him in the eyes properly. Then the words escaped me and it felt like Hell had risen from my shoulders, but I was...okay.. "Anthony...I'm gay." -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- Hello! So I thought I could put my writing skills to use and write a fanfic. An Ianthony fanfic. This was a thought/prompt that I thought of and I just HAD to share it with you all. Um, well, if you like this, I could make it a full on fanfic, for those who want to know what happens next from here. So, erm, yeah, tell me what you think and we'll see where it goes from there. Thanks if you read this and I hope you liked it even in the slightest! xx

[calumdingo-blog]

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[london-swift13]

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