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generaltrashshecox · 7 months
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So I watched the Twitches video sjsj
(also Ian was so smiley and laughing so much in this video sjsj)
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lilac-hecox · 21 hours
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Another Gaza donation fic! This time for @punk-gremlin who asked for a flash fic of Shayne and Ian being nsfw in the office! Note this also has a scene of playing a boss/employee kink but it is mutual and consensual for the scene.
Shayne/Ian: The Boss
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Ian sets down Shayne’s drafted script and Shayne would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous to see what Ian thought.
Ian’s eyes settle on Shayne, a bright blue. Shayne tries to keep his face neutral. It’s a blur between lines of Ian’s thoughts both as Shayne’s boss and his boyfriend. That particular line has been blurred for the better part of six months.
“What do you think?” Shayne asks.
“It’s genius,” Ian says, “I don’t even know why you were nervous to show me.”
“Okay, so boyfriend Ian thinks it’s good. What does my boss and owner of Smosh think of the idea?”
Ian laughs, “I’m only one half of the Smosh owner, but boss Ian’s opinion is no different than boyfriend Ian.”
“So you think I should officially pitch it at the next meeting?”
Ian nods.
Shayne settles close to him on the couch in Ian’s office. The door closed despite the fact that it’s after hours and really just the two of them are hanging out. He sets his head on Ian’s shoulder, and he feels when Ian ruffles a hand through his hair affectionately.
“Ian,” Shayne says, an idea filling him as he glances up at his boyfriend.
“Hm?”
“What if we, uh, do a scene?” Shayne asks.
Ian blinks a moment before he understands what Shayne is asking.
“Oh…oh. Really? Here?”
Shayne presses a kiss to the side of Ian’s neck, as if trying to butter him up to the idea.
“Yeah, can we? Tell me Ian. Tell me what I can do to get my live show made.”
Ian sucks in a breath.
“Fuck, Shayne.”
Shayne glances at Ian and smirks sweetly, innocently.
“Tell me what I can do, Boss. I’ll do anything.”
They play this game often. Shayne is hooked on the idea of playing up their boss and employee dynamic. It isn’t their real dynamic at all, just a game, just fun, but Shayne is addicted to the feeling, to the playful idea that Ian is his boss and can tell him what to do.
Ian’s eyes are dark as he lets out a breath.
“Oh, you want your show to be made that bad. Bad enough that you’d whore yourself out to me?”
Shayne nods, and then he slides from the couch so he’s on the floor of Ian’s office and he finds himself between Ian’s spread knees.
“Tell me what I can do for you.”
Ian cards a hand through Shayne’s hair sweetly.
“You can suck my dick for starters.”
Shayne moans and he happily goes for Ian’s belt and zipper and gets them down. He gets Ian’s half-hard cock out and he curls his fingers around the base, feeling Ian hiss in pleasure. Without preamble, he closes his mouth around the head of Ian’s dick, sucking at the hardened length and feeling the pulse of his dick throbbing, tasting the bitter of Ian’s pre-come.
“Look at you,” Ian says, slipping into his role, “so desperate to get your ideas made that you’ll suck your boss off in my office.” Ian presses down on Shayne’s head, urging him to take more, “Such a good boy, Shayne.”
Shayne moans around the length of Ian’s dick, letting Ian sink further and further into his mouth. He hums around the cock, the familiar taste of Ian on his tongue. It’s comforting and Shayne flicks his eyes up to meet Ian’s gaze. He moans again when they stare each other down and Ian’s breathing is quicker, his face flushed, eyes darker and turned on.
Shayne pulls off a moment to breathe and his hand replaces his mouth, stroking Ian from base to tip.
“Please, Sir,” Shayne says, “I believe in this idea so much. Please help me get it approved.”
Ian cups Shayne’s face strokes his cheek before he rubs his thumb across Shayne’s bottom lip where it’s beginning to get red and swollen.
“Make me come first and we’ll see,” Ian says.
Shayne takes Ian back into his mouth, takes him down until the head of Ian’s cock touches the back of Shayne’s throat. He’s not so good at deep throating so he doesn’t push himself more and instead comes back up.
“What would your co-workers say if they saw us like this? If they saw how easy you get on your knees for your boss? How far you’re willing to go to succeed here. Do you think they’d wonder if you’ve been fucking your way to the top all along? That your Smosh’s golden boy because you’re willing to go down on me in my office any time I ask for it.”
Shayne aches in his pants. It took a long time for Ian to get comfortable with these types of scenes, but when he is, wow, he’s perfect and it makes Shayne so hard. None of it is real or true and he knows that, but the game, the pretending of it all. It gets Shayne so hard.
“Fuck your mouth feels good. So good for me,” Ian says, tugging just a bit on Shayne’s hair, “you’re getting me there. I’m going to come soon and when I do I want you to swallow it all. I want you to swallow every single drop, okay?”
Shayne nods, still sucking, still looking at Ian as he quickens his pace and sucks harder and he sees the way Ian’s eyelashes flutter against his cheeks in pleasure, the way he can’t quite control how his own hips twitch upwards and he presses himself deeper into Shayne’s mouth.
Shayne knows after he makes Ian come it’ll be his turn and Ian will press him on to the couch and get him off with his hand or his mouth, or both, and he’ll be so affectionate to erase any bad feelings of this scene between them but for now Shayne wants to make Ian come and he wants to swallow every drop of come just like Ian asked him to.
“Shayne,” Ian moans and his head tips back as his cock throbs in Shayne’s mouth and then he comes.
Shayne swallows rope after rope of bitter come and he shivers in pleasure as he takes Ian’s load. Shayne keeps Ian in his mouth until Ian begins to soften, until he whines and then grips Shayne’s shoulder. Then, Shayne releases him, giving one last lick to the head.
“Was I good enough?” Shayne asks, voice rough from sucking Ian off, “will you greenlight my live show?”
“Absolutely,” Ian says, wrapping a hand around Shayne’s muscled arm and tugging him upwards so he can lean in and kiss Shayne, chasing the taste of himself on Shayne’s tongue.
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hipsternumbertwo · 1 month
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Favorite Angela Moments 13/∞: "Everyone always comments on how excited and little sibling energy I am when I’m around everybody." x
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ianthoni · 2 months
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OMG EVERYBODY STAY CALM. ITS HAPPENING EVERYBODY STAY CALM.
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squig-s · 2 months
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We’re onto you smosh
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bowcrary · 2 months
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what a week it's been (it's still monday)
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sloanegabe · 2 months
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"It's so wonderful to be married to my best friend."
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ammnd · 3 months
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"Throughout Heaven and Earth, She's Alone, and The Honored One."
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lehan-canto · 4 months
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Who Is The Father? (The Maury Game)
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heart-of-the-card · 19 days
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Editor Kourtney you will always be famous part 2
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wishywashysmoshy · 7 months
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Not all heroes wear capes....
...Some create playlists for every video that each individual Smosh cast member shows up in
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generaltrashshecox · 4 months
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Holy fuck wow uh more shian thoughts! I just finished last week's reddit stories and I was thinking about something. The last story really hit for some reason.
Not like... Grief but Shayne coming to terms that with Ian there's always gonna be a place for Anthony in his heart. Whether it be completely platonic or something else he understands it. He doesn't get mad or jealous like others would expect and maybe that's because he understands how the human brain works or maybe it's what keeps him sane. I don't know just knowing Ian's close to Anthony and he knows it's something he can't change nor wants to. Anthony brings out a light in him that, while it hurts just a bit, only he can bring out. But he also knows that he's the one Ian chose. The one Ian comes home to at night. The one that he talks to first about things that are bothering him or complains about work to. Ian chose Shayne and that's good enough for him.
I don't know this is probably dumb but yee I love these two y'know??
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lilac-hecox · 9 months
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Shaymien at a fair/carnival? I just think it’d be cute to read about them going around playing carnival games, going on the rides and eating the classic fair foods together. It could just be them going as friends at first and then it sort of turns into a date? Up to you!
Shayne/Ian - Carnival
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"Point out which one you want," Shayne says, flexing his muscles in an overexaggerated way, "and I'll win it for you." He waggles his eyebrows at Ian.
Ian snorts out a laugh, he has a small fond smile playing at the corners of his mouth. His clear blue eyes scan the row of dumb, cheap, stuffed animal prizes strung across the top of the tent. He nods towards a weird looking elephant with huge floppy ears and a crooked trunk.
"That guy," Ian says.
Shayne smiles, slaps down a five dollar bill on the counter, and waits for the carnie to hand him three baseballs, the leather worn around his fingers from other people's countless attempts at the game.
"One elephant coming right up!" Shayne says, lining himself up with the metal bottles stacked in a triangular formation. Shayne knows these types of games are usually rigged, usually unwinnable, but he's also seen those videos that show you tips on beating the 'unbeatable' games.
Shayne lobs the first baseball and it is too far off to the right, missing the bottles entirely. Ian is quiet next to him, but Shayne can tell he wants to make a joke, that the only reason he isn't is to spare Shayne's feelings and the fact, that, you know, the two of them are on a date right now or whatever, and Ian Hecox has the tact to know not to rag on his date.
Shayne throws the second ball, right for the lower corner, that's the trick the pros all say, aim there and not the middle. The ball collides with the bottles and they fall away from each other as Shayne successfully topples the triangular formation.
He glances at Ian with a satisfied grin and Ian raises his eyebrows, smiles in amusement.
"Consider me impressed," Ian says.
The carnie is less than thrilled when he comes to ask Shayne what he wants for his prize. Shayne points to the weird little elephant toy.
"We want the elephant."
The carnie is back seconds later with the floppy eared, trunk too big, elephant that Ian had pointed out. He hands it off to Shayne, and Shayne holds it in the air triumphantly as he and Ian walk away from the tent and down the row of bright and noisy games, the barkers calling out from their own tents, beckoning them to try their games of chance.
Shayne stops a moment later, under the glow of the yellow hazy tent lights and offers up the elephant.
"Your elephant, sir," Shayne says.
Ian laughs. He isn't really the sentimental type, he has no real use for this dumb and ugly stuffed elephant, but he still takes it from Shayne, tucking it safely under his arm.
"Thanks Shayne, you're my hero or whatever," Ian says with a smirk, but his eyes seem to sparkle under the lights from the tent.
This date had been Shayne's idea. The LA carnival was not exactly Ian's ideal date, but Shayne had asked and by some miracle Ian had agreed and here they were. This was their third date. The first one had been something of a group date with other Smosh members, something where the lines had blurred between friendship and flirtation, something that led to the two of them staying in the restaurant long after everyone else had left and talking for what felt like hours, realizing that something was there between the two of them.
The second date was a long drive in one of Ian's fancy ass rich guy cars and then a picnic just off of a secluded hiking trail that Ian liked. Now this, the carnival on a Thursday night, Ian with his stuffed elephant and Shayne desperate to do anything to see Ian smile.
It was getting later, the sky a thick purple that would soon fade to black. They probably wouldn't stay too much longer, but there is one more thing Shayne would love to do with Ian, if Ian will oblige him.
Shayne reaches out and takes Ian's hand, causes Ian to look into his eyes.
"Can we ride the Ferris wheel together?" Shayne asks.
"God," Ian says with a laugh, "Alright, alright. I guess it isn't an authentic carnival experience without the Ferris wheel."
Shayne feels himself fall a little more, every day, like it is the easiest thing in the world for him now. Maybe all along he's always loved Ian and that love is shifting into something powerful, something strong.
The two of them walk to the Ferris wheel. Considering it is a Thursday night the line isn't too long. They stand shoulder-to-shoulder. There are couples in front and behind them, all waiting to ride the Ferris wheel.
"This was really nice," Ian says, "I'm having a good time with you."
The words from Ian mean a lot because he isn't one to be overly mushy, Shayne has learned this, has learned to read between the lines with Ian.
Shayne reaches between them and takes Ian's hand, squeezes it softly.
"I'm having the best time with you."
"And our son." Ian says, holding up the elephant.
"Wow, third date and we're already raising a kid together," Shayne jokes.
Before more can be said it is their turn, the carnies lining up their empty carriage. They sit together, pressed warmly next to each other. Shayne puts his arm around Ian's shoulder.
The wheel turns and begins leading them upwards, lifting them into the night sky. The two of them can see the lit neon carnival grounds, the bustle of people walking around, the light row of tents where Shayne had won the elephant.
Shadows and glittering lights cling to Ian, reflect in his glasses, making him look ethereal, a vision. Shayne's heart clenches in his chest. The hand on his shoulder brushes the back of Ian's neck, and Ian turns to look at him as they reach the peak of the Ferris wheel, stopped at the very top.
"Would it be cliche to kiss you right now?" Shayne whispers, as if speaking too loudly would break the moment.
Ian's eyes are soft, "Yeah, but do it anyway."
Shayne nods, leans in, and presses his lips to Ian's. Their first kiss. Ian tastes like overpriced lemonade and the sugary sweetness of a funnel cake. Ian's hand spreads open along Shayne's jaw as their lips move together softly.
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Weeks later, when Shayne is coming over to Ian's for dinner and to watch some weird ass movie that Ian will not stop talking about, Shayne walks into the living room and spots it. The weirdo elephant that Shayne won for Ian that night at the carnival is tucked on to a shelf next to some books and other odds and ends. Shayne had expected Ian to toss it off the top of the Ferris wheel after their kiss, to give it away at the office, the last thing he expected was for Ian to designate a home for the weird little guy amongst his possessions.
The thought of it being there, of Ian wanting it there, it makes Shayne smile.
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d4ydream-girl · 2 months
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comments from smosh cast + crew on shourtney's wedding post!!
ft. mythical, thomas sanders, and www.chess.com?? lol
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ianthoni · 2 months
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The fact that this is coming from an actual chess.com account and Shayne and Courtney is confirmed married now. So Ian and Anthony... when?
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squig-s · 2 months
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A smosh dads dream
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