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natspats · 27 days

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“it was love at every sight.”

(quote: della hicks-wilson)

thank you ⁉️anon for the inspo for this story! ☺️

thank you for reading and enjoy! xx 💋

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schlatt groaned.

he didn’t understand why they had to bring this random chick onto the podcast. why couldn’t they have someone on that they BOTH knew?

ted had known her for about a year and a half, and they were best friends. but schlatt would be lying if he said he wasn’t a little bit jealous of their relationship.

ted had always been close with schlatt, but when the name “y/n” started being thrown around, he felt a pang of jealousy.

he didn’t even know what she looked like, he didn’t bother to look her up on any social media. he didn’t care much for this “y/n” girl.

ted caught onto this attitude of course and had been on his ass about being nice to her. “fake it till you make it!”, is what he had kept telling him. and-

“i’m not fake, i’m the real deal!” is what schlatt dramatically scoffed in response.

however, he decided it wouldn’t look very good on him if he was being rude to a girl in front of thousands of people.

so, he shoved his protests deep down inside, put on his regular persona, and decided to just get the episode over with.

as schlatt sat in the booth of their studio, ted was hurrying around, making the final arrangements to begin the session, when he suddenly stopped in front of schlatt.

“she’ll be here soon, are you ready?” ted arched a brow and stuck his crossed arms in front of his chest.

“do we haveeee tooooo?” schlatt sunk into his seat like a 3 year old in protest over not getting a toy at the store.

“yes schlatt we do, it’s too late to back out.”

“BUT I TRIED TO BACK OUT AND YOU WOULDN’T LET ME!” schlatt cried whilst kicking his feet.

“i owe her, and it’ll be good publicity to have an up and coming on the pod.” ted drops his arms.

“what do you have against her anyways? you haven’t met her, no?”

schlatt would never admit to being jealous. thus, he contemplated the correct response.

“uh- well- i don’t know her. and uh- you know her so well, so i think it’ll be awkward.” schlatt mumbled.

“it won’t! i promise. she’s very easy to get on with.” ted smiles with a pat on his shoulder.

“and who knows, maybe you might like her!”

“yeah right.”

bzzz bzzz

ted jumps and picks his phone up from off the table, swiftly checking it.

“she’s here! be right back.” he walks to the exit before turning around and pointing a finger at the mutton chopped man.

“best behavior young man!”

schlatt puts his arms up in surrender. “relaxxxx. you have nothing to worry about.”

ted swings the door open and mumbles as he walks out, “you better be right about that.”

best behavior? best behavior??

yeah right.

he was going to have EXCELLENT behavior.

he was going to prove ted wrong.

schlatt absentmindedly scrolled through his phone until he heard voices approaching the door. and once the door opened, his eyes shot up.

“here we go.” he thought to himself as he sat up from his toddler-esque slump.

the door clicked open, and in walked ted with-

oh.

suddenly the whole world around schlatt stopped.

he felt his throat get tight.

his heart began to race.

his palms got all sweaty.

did he look ok?

everything around him got all fuzzy, and she was the only clear thing to him.

she.

who was she?

“earth to schlatt?” ted waved his hands in front of schlatts face.

suddenly he was taken out of his trance.

“yeah-sorry, what?”

ted looked at him with a look mixed with suspicion and confusion.

“this is y/n!” ted presents her to him.

y/n reaches her hand out for him to shake.

“hi, it’s so nice to finally meet you! ted has told me lots much about you.” she beamed at him. schlatt takes her hand and shakes it.

among all of the scattered, racing thoughts in his head, one of the only thoughts that were clear to him was that her hands were soft.

a beat of silence passed before schlatt realized he needed to respond. he looked into her eyes and the faintest, but most genuine smile appeared on his face.

“it’s nice to finally meet you too.”

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about 45 minutes into the podcast, things were going great- at least in ted’s standards. he was worried schlatt was going to be a prick to her, but he actually had excellent behavior.

that was mainly because throughout the podcast, schlatt had been talking, but not as much be usually would be. and that’s because he was too busy taking in her all in.

it was like he was in a desert and she was his only water source.

he didn’t understand why he felt this way.

he hadn’t felt this was on any of the zoom calls full of girls on the love or host episodes.

he hadn’t felt this way for anyone, not even minx.

schlatt thought he was ok with not being in love or being in a relationship, but apparently he wasn’t?

not to mention, his behavior was unlike his usual self, so it was very noticeable during the recording.

schlatt was beginning to feel that pang of jealously, however, not of y/n. but of ted, and how close he was with her.

as schlatt sat there in his lovestruck trance, he was once again broken out of it by the sound of a soft voice.

“j?” she raised a bow with a confused smile.

J?!?!??!?!

his heart beat faster at that nickname and his cheeks flushed red. why the fuck was he freaking out? it was literally just his name. but nobody has ever called him J before. and-

“sorry, what’s up?”

ted snorted at this, beginning to catch on to this behavior from his dear friend.

and she just let her brows fall into a worried position, all the while keeping a smile plastered across her face.

“i said,” a light blush spreading across her cheeks, “do you think you would ever go on another love or host episode? i was asked by austin recently to have a go at it.”

his heart stopped for a split second.

for some reason, he couldn’t bare the thought of other guys having a chance with her. but then again, what if he was a contestant? what if he had a chance to win her over? what if-

“hmmmmmmmm. i suppose it depends on who id be competing for.” schlatt leaned back in the booth, manspreading.

“i second that.” she points in schlatt’s direction.

ted grins. (mwahahaha type grin)

“you know,” ted leans towards y/n, “i’m sure if you went on, schlatt would be a contestant.” ted flashes a shit eating grin at schlatt.

schlatt turns red and flashes him a look of “oh my fucking god i’m going to fucking kill your fucking dumbass.”

quickly recovering, schlatt scoffs with a “yeahhh righttt. i barely know this broad!”

“yeah well, im sure you’ll know each other well enough soon.” ted smirks and busts out laughing by himself.

what was he doing??

twitter was going to go feral.

schlatt glances over and accidentally makes eye contact with her. but surprisingly, she holds it.

and in the midst of the ugly laughter from their shared best friend, a big, genuine smile, spreads across their cheeks.

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after the episode is wrapped up and everyone is getting ready to leave, schlatt is sitting back at the booth on his phone.

he looks up from his phone and immediately feels his heart beat hard again.

y/n had walked up to him.

“so uh- i was thinking.” she looks down at her feet, that are rocking back between her toes and heels, then back up at him.

“i was thinking we could make a good team to gang up on ted. y’know- get revenge for today.” she’s wearing a small smile, one that suggests that she’s nervous.

schlatt nervousness falters at this and pushes up his confidence to try to make her feels better.

“i was actually thinking the same thing.”

“great minds think alike.” she lets out a giggle.

“right right. well then, you’re going to have to give me your number toots so that we can have a constant source of communication. all good teams communicate after all, right?”

and with that, they exchanged numbers, a smile , and she went back to her hotel.

ted locked the studio, and the pair made their way out to schlatt’s corvette.

and finally.

finally, ted got something out of his system he’d been waiting alllllll day to get out.

“told ya you’d like her.”

#schlatt fluff #chuckle sandwich #jschlatt #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt x you #schlatt x reader #jschlatt x y/n

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renranram · 21 days

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Is there any chance you could make a jschlatt x streamer reader 1shot where she admits she has a small thing for jschlatt on her stream because her viewers asked if she had a crush on any streamers she watches and jschlatt happens to be watching her stream because hes a fan of her🤭 i think its such a nice fic concept :))

Crush

sfw

fem!reader x schlatt

basically the submission hehe

" chat, i am not smashing tommyinit, he's a child! " you roll your eyes as drag the photo of tommy at the 'pass' side

you've been playing smash or pass with your twitch chat for a few minutes now, ' but he's 20 now ' ' he's a grown man ' ' he's a grown man with a husband and a girlfriend ' your chat spams

" well... during my time, he was a child, " you reply, dramatically rolling your eyes as you lean back your seat, talking about your dsmp phase

" but in all seriousness, id still pass him, he's literally like my little brother chat, dont be weird " you chuckle as you scroll to the next option, wilbur fucking soot, you pause, staring dead into the camera

before dragging the thing's photo out of the frame, you let the silence sink in as you glance at your twitch chat

poggerina; o7

y/n4lyfersmwa; mb guys he got out of his leash

bhielatkiffy; WHY IS THE BRIGHTON BITER THERE 😦😦😦😦

you read as you chuckle, " ... anyways.. " you added, scrolling down as a tts donation caught your attention,

y/nsfavkitten donated $15, ' hello y/nn, just wondering if you had any small crush on an old dsmp member? ' the tts reads out

as you shift on your seat, " a small crush? " you repeat, before chuckling, " well.. if you donate another 100 ill tell you " you play it off as a joke

and continue on with the game, you put charlie in smash, ted in smash, jack in pass ( banter ), niki in smash, until the donator actually donated a $100, taking you in surprise

" oh my fucking god, y/nsfavkitten, i was just joking " you chuckle, " should i give you a refund? " you offer, not thinking it'd be serious

y/nsfavkitten: nononono but can you answer my last question? :3

you pause sighing out, before nodding, " for you y/nsfavkitten, fine, i did have a small crush, like a veryyy small crush on someone there " you confess as you can see your chat speeds up

akh1rah_1r: WHO

y/nluvsme: WHO???

jojosiwayouscareme: HELP WHO??

numberoneschlaggot: no way dont tell me you liked dream

" ewww " you squirm, chuckling as you shake your head, " ... i used to have a thing for schlatt " you confess

mitskimybeloved: AHH I CALLED IT

immacomebacklikeaboomerang: ship

renranram : Y/N X SCHLATT CANON FR

you groan out, as you chuckle, " guys dont make it weird " you mumble, a faint blush on your cheek as you shifted on your seat

meanwhile schlatt on the other hand wanted to do backflips, like genuinely, he was like a monkey getting excited over a piece banana

and he thought, why not shoot his shot,

@.jschlatt • 1 minute

same i ship it too, @.y/n'swebbie

↳ 11 ⇆ 9 ♡ 201

as you saw the tweet, your face turned redder like a tomato, chuckling like a teenage girl seeing abs for the first time

" chat, this is all your fault "

#chuckle sammy #chuckle sandwich #jschlatt #jschlatt x reader #schlatt #schlatt fanfic #schlatt x reader #sleep deprived podcast #jschlatt x you #schlatt x y/n #schlatt x you #jschlatt x y/n #jschlatt fanfic #schlatt fluff

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know-its-for-the-better · 2 months

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taking care of a sick schlatt hcs

since the big guy is sick, but still streaming, here are some of the thoughts i’ve been having about what it would be like to take care of him as a partner (being extra parasocial today)

-he would be reluctant in accepting your care at first. a. he doesn’t want to get you sick bc then you will just both be miserable and he would rather take care of you b. he would hate to be the reason you start feeling bad c. he’s super protective over you and doesn’t want to see you sick it would make him sad

-however, after some compromising to make sure you don’t get yourself sick with his cold, he lets you begin to baby him

-in the morning, you wake up in the guest room, so the two of you don’t share too much of the same air (as much as it kills you to not be near him)but you go and make him breakfast before he wakes up

-as much as he bitches about not liking the taste of honey, you make him a special warm drink you think he will like containing whiskey, lemon, cinnamon, and just enough honey to help him, but not enough for him to notice. (a hot toddy, also known as the south’s cough syrup) this should help with his sore throat even though his morning voice combined with his sick voice and rasp makes him very hard not to kiss. it’s very sexy.

-once you know he’s awake you bring him his breakfast in bed with a smile on your face and a kiss on the napkin in your red lipstick that he loves so much. the two of you were usually very affectionate and the necessary distance has you losing it a little bit.

-once he’s awake he’s already back to work bc “the grind doesn’t stop baby” he says. but you are popping in every hour to make sure he doesn’t need any medicine, tissues, or water

-throughout his work day you are bringing him mandatory visits from jambo and [redacted] for snuggles that you can’t give him. you say “this cuddle is from me except it’s jambo bc you refuse to give me your sickness”

-you had the great idea of using the throat numbing spray(chloraseptic) you’d bought for other reasons… for it’s actual intended use. grabbing it from the bedside drawer you bring it to his office. “woah toots i appreciate you wanting to make me feel better, but i think that breaks our agreement on not getting you sick” he says. “nice try but i was thinking more about its medicinal use. open up and say ah.” you tell him as you spray it down his throat. “feel any better?” you ask. “no wonder you like this stuff so much! i can’t feel a thing and plus it tastes like cherries!” he says as he pokes at you

this next part is so long it is literally a one shot oops but i had the idea and ran with it! and it fits the theme!

-you tell him if he refers to blowing his nose as “blowing a load” on stream again there will be hell to pay. ofc he doesn’t care and does it anyway and you make him pay for it later on in the bedroom

end note: hello!! hope you enjoyed!! most of this is inspired by stuff he’s said on stream today and yesterday and the little interaction i had with him on todays stream (still freaking the fuck out over it btw. if you haven’t seen the clip i posted it on here. not to brag but i made the mf cackle)

#jschlatt headcanons #jschlatt hcs #jschlatt smut #jschlatt x you #jschlatt fluff #jschlatt x reader #schlatt hcs #schlatt headcanons #schlatt x you #schlatt x reader #schlatt #schlatt fluff

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444seraph · 10 days

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♱ summary ; schlatt takes you to your first concert

⊹ ࣪ ˖ genre ; fluff, headcannons

⟢ pairing ; schlatt/reader

ᡣ𐭩 warnings ; alc mention, suggestive, teasing, spice but no smut

٠ ࣪⭑ you tag along last minute

٠ ࣪⭑ he’s nervous to take you, especially since it would be your first time going to a show like this, but you reassure him that you’d be fine

٠ ࣪⭑ he picks you up from your place

٠ ࣪⭑ he’s like 10 mins later than he said he’d be,, bc of course he is

٠ ࣪⭑ but god DAMN does he look good in black jeans and a band tee

٠ ࣪⭑ he must think the same about your outfit, since he won’t stop looking you up and down the whole time you’re together

٠ ࣪⭑ hand on your waist in line

٠ ࣪⭑ he definitely forgot to take everything out of his pockets and ends up getting something confiscated at the metal detector

٠ ࣪⭑ when you get inside, he immediately starts to order you both drinks

٠ ࣪⭑ hes getting you fun fruity drinks and getting himself shots of straight liquor

٠ ࣪⭑ when you ask to try his drink you immediately regret it, it tastes like shit and he laughs at you as you struggle to swallow it down

٠ ࣪⭑ when the opening band comes on, you go to dance, and he watches you with a grin from the bar

٠ ࣪⭑ 100% still eying you up

٠ ࣪⭑ at the same time, though, he’s PROTECTING your drink

٠ ࣪⭑ protecting it like mans life is on the line. he’s holding it by the top and everything

٠ ࣪⭑ every few songs you come take a few sips and give him a big kiss on the cheek

٠ ࣪⭑ as you get more and more tipsy, this evolves into kisses on the lips, which evolve into mini make out sessions right there at the bar

٠ ࣪⭑ when the main band comes on, Jay goes to the floor with you

٠ ࣪⭑ he’s still holding your drink of course

٠ ࣪⭑ you’re grinding up on him

٠ ࣪⭑ “stop it, y/n” he says, laughing

٠ ࣪⭑ “you know better than that, baby”

٠ ࣪⭑ “god, you’re driving me crazy”

٠ ࣪⭑ his talk is dirty but his tone is warm

٠ ࣪⭑ hes just smiling at you and watching you with passion in his eyes

٠ ࣪⭑ eventually, when it’s time to go home, you’re walking on wobbly legs

٠ ࣪⭑ so he slings you over his shoulder and takes you to his car

٠ ࣪⭑ he buckles you in and kisses you softly before taking you back to his house

٠ ࣪⭑ he carries you inside and ticks you into his bed, bringing you a glass of water and helping you drink from it

٠ ࣪⭑ watching his strong figure towering over you, you can’t help but run your hands along his chest, blinking up at him

٠ ࣪⭑ he smiles and leans down, kissing and biting at your neck as his hands make their way down your body

٠ ࣪⭑ his hands find their way to your hips, and you’re shivering with anticipation

٠ ࣪⭑ still smiling warmly, he pulls back and wraps his arms around you, laying down beside you

٠ ࣪⭑ when you whine in complaint, he pony gives you a hardy chuckle and a kiss on the shoulder

٠ ࣪⭑ “goodnight, y/n…”

#⋆˚࿔ schlaggot hours 💍 𝜗𝜚˚⋆#⋅ᯓᡣ𐭩 mine #⋅ᯓᡣ𐭩 writing #⋅ᯓᡣ𐭩 headcannons #jschlatt #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt x you #jschlatt x y/n #jschlatt fanfic #jschlatt smut #rpf #schlatt #schlatt x reader #schlatt x you #schlatt x y/n

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blushk1tten · 3 months

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Ok, imagine you're a guest on Chuckle Sandwich, and the topic of Ted going to every MargaritaVille and the Rainforest Cafe comes up. Then, it turns to how you and Schlatt should go to every (whatever restaurant) in the country as a challenge. At first it was a joke, but then it slowly became something you and Schlatt started planning on. And during the trip, you guys starting getting closer and closer, knowing each other more and more. Where at the point you guys are flirting, touching, kissing, and even to the point you guys have sex.

I can even imagine that during one of the hotel rooms you guys were staying at, you accidentally see Schlatt full body naked. And seeing Schlatt absolutely embarrassed about it, you show Schlatt your naked body to make things even between you two.

i’m sorry this took so long but this prompt had me frothing at the mouth. i hope you enjoy <3

"no, because i loved when you went to every margaritaville and rainforest cafe," you explained to ted as you sat sandwiched between him and schlatt on their podcast. "i've had a similar idea for a while. i want to go to at least one cat cafe in every continental state, and along the way promote some shelters for people to adopt at."

ted raised his eyebrows curiously. "really? that sounds pretty cool. maybe you should take schlatt with you, since he's a lonely cat man and all."

"ignoring the fact that having two cats does not make me a lonely cat man," schlatt shot back at ted. "that sounds like a cool idea. i know there's plenty of cats like jambo and the other guy who need adopted."

you couldn't help but laugh a bit. "maybe ted's right. you sound pretty passionate about it for a totally not lonely cat man. you could come with me, and not be so lonely."

"fine!"

with that final word from schlatt, you had accidentally and officially locked yourself into the trip with him. he began to help you research cat cafes and shelters in every state, and helped you to plan the road trip map as well. that was only the start of the two of you getting closer. on the trip, it was a whole different thing.

"let's play twenty-one questions!" you suggested after leaving the cat cafe in austin, heading for your hotel and the next one in louisiana. after all, you had a roughly eight hour drive ahead of you.

schlatt scoffed, looking over at you. "isn't that a game for teenagers tryin' t' date someone?"

"no," you protested back. "it's for people to get to know each other better! i'll go first if you're going to be a dick. what's your favorite animal other than cats?"

he paused for a minute, then admitted his answer in a gruff voice. "bearded dragons. i used t’ have one when i was younger. he was a chill dude."

"see, that's nice, and i learned something new about you," you gave him a small smile. "now you ask me a question."

"are you a virgin?"

"schlatt! i'm not answering that."

the game continued to go similarly, with you asking genuine questions to get to know schlatt, while he asked raunchier questions to poke fun at you and get under your skin. about halfway through your journey though, you gave in, and began to answer him.

"what's your biggest turn on?"

"any kind of intimate touch."

he raised his eyebrows, surprised that he finally got an answer. "intimate touch? what does that mean?"

you could feel your face grow hot as you tried to explain. "any touch from a partner of mine, even if it's casual."

"even if they, like, shake your hand?"

that eased the tension, and you burst out into laughter as you shook your head. "okay, maybe not any touch."

with each leg of the trip, the two of you learned more about each other and grew closer. about halfway through the trip though, was when things began to heat up between the two of you. it wasn’t uncommon for the two of you to flirt or use pet names with the other.

“hey, toots,” he called to you, keeping his voice quiet so he didn’t startle the cats. “look at this one. i think it likes me.”

you couldn’t but giggle from your spot on the floor, where a gaggle of cats and kittens had been swarming you for affection. throughout your trip, you had come to find that most of the cats preferred you to schlatt. some found his large stature imposing, while others just didn’t like men, so it was a special moment whenever any cats would come up to him. this time, it was an old, graying tabby, purring loudly from its spot on schlatt’s lap.

“the first time you’ve ever gotten pussy in your life, big guy?” you teased, standing up and moving to sit beside him.

“oh, fuck you,” he scoffed softly, though he looked at you with a smile. “he just knows i’m the better person out of us. look, he’s not interested in you at all.”

it was true. the cat was completely content with schlatt and paying no attention to you. meanwhile, you couldn’t help but pay attention to schlatt. with a soft smile on his face as he scratched the cat’s chin and back, he looked endearing. dare you say it, he looked handsome. you couldn’t help it when you leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

schlatt stopped petting the cat instantly, looking at you with surprise in his brown eyes. then, after a moment, he spoke up. “you missed.”

this time, you could feel the surprise on your face as he leaned in again and kissed you on your lips, soft and tender. it wasn’t until the cat on schlatt’s lap meowed in displeasure at the lack of pets that you broke apart.

“i’ll— i’ll edit that out.” you stammered, glancing at the various cameras you had set up while schlatt resumed petting the cat.

“yeah,” he nodded, a light blush on his cheeks. “that sounds good.”

from that point on, flirting and pet names came with the addition of kisses. sometimes they happened on camera in the cat cafes, while other times one of you would invite the other over to their hotel room for a heated makeout session. soon enough though, the trip was coming to an end. you only had a few more cat cafes left before the road trip was over. that would mean an end to the flirting, the pet names, and the kisses that managed to steal your breath each time.

you were thinking about it forlornly as you headed to schlatt’s hotel room, hoping for a nice makeout session to cheer you up. he had actually given you the extra key, so you didn’t think twice as you swiped the card and opened his door. however, you didn’t even make it a step in before you noticed schlatt, completely nude with his bath towel in hand.

“oh my god!” you exclaimed, catching his attention as well.

the last thing you saw before turning on your heel and slamming the door was a glimpse of something massive between his thighs, heat filling your face as you ran back to your own room. you had no idea how you would address that incident, nor did you know if you wanted to. the flirting, pet names, and kissing was one thing, but seeing him naked and anything beyond that was something else.

eventually, you heard the buzz of a keycard opening up your room, though you kept your gaze firmly on the floor as you sat at the end of your bed.

“doll,” schlatt spoke up after a moment. “i’m not mad at you or anything. i gave you a keycard t’ my room so you could come whenever you wanted. i should’ve changed in the bathroom or said somethin’ when i heard the door.”

you shook your head, hoping that any embarrassment on your face was gone as you looked up. “no, jay, it’s my fault. i should’ve knocked before coming in.”

he sat down next to you on the bed. “we both could’ve done stuff differently, but hey, shit happens.”

you nodded, the wheels in your brain turning. you wanted to make it up to him somehow. then, it hit you. the best— or possibly the worst— idea that you had ever had. “i could get naked and let you see to make up for it.”

schlatt went silent for a moment, staring at you as if you had just spoken another language. “what?”

“i’m serious,” you told him. “i got to see you, so you should get to see me. then, we’ll be even.”

his throat bobbed as he swallowed. then, he nodded. “well, toots, better get to it.”

with that, you stood up and began to strip, first pulling off your top, then tugging your shorts down. the whole time, you could feel your heart pounding. you’d gotten naked in the past for others, but something about doing it for schlatt, the same schlatt you’d been growing feelings for, felt different. still, you continued, taking off your bra and underwear as well until you were finally naked in front of him. schlatt’s first words were the same as yours.

“oh my god, doll,” he took a sharp breath as he looked you over, his eyes beginning to smolder with lust. “you look perfect. like everything i’ve imagined and more.”

you couldn’t help but blush, though you were a bit surprised as well. “what do you mean everything you’ve imagined?”

schlatt blinked, his lust fading in confusion. “doll, you have t’ know how much i want ya by now, i just— i didn’t want t’ make you uncomfortable, so i took what i could get.”

“what do you mean when you say you want me?”

“platonically, sexually, romantically. whatever i can get.”

it felt like a weight came off your shoulders when schlatt said that, and you couldn’t help but smile as you walked forward to sit on his lap. “what about all of the above?”

he nodded, then like so many other times, he leaned in to kiss you. this time though, it was different, full of a special kind of passion that came with knowing your feelings were reciprocated. of course, there was also the fact that you were completely naked in schlatt’s lap, his hands running over every inch of skin he could reach.

“jay,” you whined between kisses. “wanna fuck you.”

“fuck, hold on, doll. lemme get my clothes off and get you prepped.”

he didn't take long in stripping, allowing you to finally get a good look at his body. that included his long, thick cock, hanging heavy between his thighs and curving slightly to the left.

"how is that supposed to fit?" you mumbled quietly to yourself, though schlatt chuckled as he heard.

"don't worry, doll," he promised, moving down and pressing a kiss to your clit. "i'll make sure you're nice and wet f' me."

you couldn't help but gasp as he dived in, your fingers tangling in his hair as he ate your pussy like it was his last meal. his own fingers were busy playing with your clit, as he drank up the slick coming from your cunt. "jay!"

schlatt moved and pressed a kiss to your clit before pulling back with a grin, switching to sliding two fingers in your pussy. "c'mon, doll. we're just getting started,"

a high-pitched whine left your mouth, and your back arched as he began to search for the spot that would make you fall apart. it didn't take long either, his grin growing as you called out for him again. "there it is. that's my pretty girl, soakin' my fuckin' fingers. are you gonna cum, baby?"

you nodded, crying out as he began to suck your clit as well. it was your undoing, and you quickly reached your orgasm as he continued to pump his fingers. "i'm cumming, jay! i'm cumming!"

he pulled off and gently pulled his fingers out, face shining slightly with your slick. "good girl. did that feel okay?"

once again, you nodded, panting for breath. "felt amazing."

schlatt leaned in to kiss you, a string of slick connecting your lips as he pulled back. you both laughed, and he pulled back further to break it. "so, are you ready for the rest?"

"yes please," you murmured, him carefully getting into position over you. "just be gentle."

"i promise." he replied, leaning in again to give you a quick kiss before he pushed in.

despite how wet and open you felt, schlatt was big enough that it was a stretch. your nails dug into his back, and you couldn't stop the whimper that escaped you. "oh my god, oh my god—"

he stopped for a minute, looking down at you in concern. still, you could see how hard he was working to keep still. "you okay, doll?"

"just give me a minute. your dick is fucking massive."

the two of you stayed in silence, each trying not to move until you finally gave the go ahead. this time, as schlatt finished pushing in and began to move, you could feel pleasure starting to run up your spine.

"feeling better?" he grinned, his smug attitude beginning to return as the pleasure was clear on your face.

"mhm," you agreed, beginning to roll your hips in time with his thrusts. "feeling a lot better— fuck!"

he adjusted your position into a mating press, making it so you could hear the wet sounds of your pussy as he thrust in, and let out a groan. "fuck, doll. your pussy's so wet f' me. gonna pump you full of cum, get ya even more slick,"

you couldn't help but whimper, clenching around his cock at that statement and making him chuckle a bit. "you like that idea? me fillin' you up with all my cum, gettin' your tummy all round?"

"please," you begged with a sob, making him pick up his pace with another groan. "please breed me, jay!"

"shit, doll, is that it? you want me to make you a mama?"

you nodded, drunk with pleasure. "mhm, please, jay. need your cum so bad."

"you'll get it doll," he grunted, moving his hand down to your clit as well. "just give me a minute. want you to cum too."

sure enough, it didn't take much longer for schlatt's thrusts to grow sloppy and his breathing to grow ragged. "you ready, baby?"

"yes, jay," you moaned, back arching once again as you felt your orgasm building. "gonna cum!"

"then cum, doll. need you to cum so i can give you a baby." he grunted, fingers continuing to dexterously play with your clit.

that was all it took for you to peak, tumbling over the edge with a cry. you could feel yourself milking schlatt as you came, causing him to cum shortly after. you couldn't help but feel tears prick at your eyes from the full feeling. it was everything you could have dreamt of with schlatt and more.

he helped you clean up afterwards, gentle and caring, before snuggling with you in bed.

"so," he eventually murmured, playing with your hair. "we're going to keep this up for the rest of the trip, and even after, right?"

you smiled softly, cuddling closer to him and giving him a kiss. "i think we'll be doing this for a long time to come."

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nvmadic · 9 months

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i’m a big whore for an asshole to everyone but you trope. schlatt getting drunk with you and a couple of friends at a bar, as friends.

throwing back a shot of vodka, gruffly exhaling as it seared his throat. “fuck you, dude. buy your own fuckin’ drinks,” schlatt furrowed his brows, slamming the shot glass back onto the bar, eyes lagging as he looks over to a friend who insists that he buys the group another round of drinks. a drunk accidentally bumping into schlatt a tad too hard, muttering an apology which falls on deaf ears before schlatt’s insulting him. “watch where you’re going you stupid fuck.”

the chatter amongst themselves, barely discernible over the music, before schlatt is suddenly aware of your presence. cradling a glass in his hands, leaning against the bar his eyes finally manage to fall on you, drifting up and down as he takes your outfit in. liquid courage draining any self respect he had as he admired your body.

“you look nice, buttercup.” he smiles at you softly, disappearing before the compliment even sinks in. an impish glimmer lingering in his eyes as he shoots you a look across the bar with a subtle smirk teasing the corner of his lips.

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espresso-lessdepresso · 10 months

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*.✧500 follower fluff event✧.*

Fluff Alphabet 2.0 HC: abcd, efgh, ijkl, mnop, qrst, uvwx, yz

A - Apprehensive — How apprehensive is he when he falls for someone? How long does it take for him to open up?

Schlatt had never expected to harbour feelings for you. You were his friend, someone he got comfortable with after knowing for a long period of time. You were the person he would talk to and text at the most random times of the day about even more random topics. Messing with you and bullying you slowly turned into friendly flirting, calling you 'sweetheart' and 'darling' on the occasional discord call. And him forgetting how to speak if you use his own tactics against him, calling him 'sweetheart' and 'handsome', noticing the red crawling up his neck and ears and eventually his face. He would throw the most absurd innuendoes at you because you rolled with it, even firing some back at him to keep up the back-and-forth banter. It was all done so effortlessly, he didn't think too deeply about it. Not until he had to come to terms with what his actual feelings for you were, and why you were the last person he thought about before going to bed and the first person when he'd blink his eyes open in the morning.

But as soon as he would come to accept that maybe he likes you more than just a friend, he could not help but think of all the ways it could go downhill. Sure, he believed that you should always shoot your shot, but at the same time, somewhat hypocritical of him, he doesn't want to lose you or create any awkwardness between the two of you. Not only that, it's simply so easy to have a pessimistic outlook these days, and with how the internet is, anxiety would creep up on him when he would think about how you two would navigate the relationship-- thinking all this before even confessing. There would also that small cynical part of him that doubts if you would truly like him back.

Though he was apprehensive about having a relationship with you, all the negative thoughts and anxieties looming over his head like a dark cloud, he could not let those thoughts push away someone so dear to him. Likewise, he could not let some nerds on the internet scare him and affect this part of his life. Countless late-night calls would be held between the trio, Ted, Charlie and himself, just talking about all the things he could and should do. Since the other two are already in a somewhat public relationship, they'd have ample advice for him along with his own ideas on how to go about it. Hearing one of them offhandedly say, "...take too long and someone else might swoop in and take them." might ignite a new sense of urgency in him.

B - Backrubs— Does he like getting backrubs or massages from his partner after a stressful day? And does he reciprocate?

Schlatt is a big guy, standing 6'3 and towering over almost every person he meets. He has already mentioned multiple times about how his back is always hurting. Now pair that with a day loaded with work and being hunched over his desk. The awful posture would surely strain his spin along with his shoulders and neck. You would hear him groan and wince every now and then when he is seating himself next to you or getting up to grab some water. When you would offer him a back rub or massage, he wouldn't be able to decline. "Oh honey, you don't have to do that..." but he'd already be craning his head to the side as your hands would press on the nape of his neck, applying enough pressure to release some of that stress stored in his muscles.

When you would sit next to him or hold him and rub the length of his back, an odd but relaxing sense of relief would wash over him. Difficult to describe- it's entirely and wholly comforting. The feeling of your palm caressing up and down his back, or side to side on his shoulders, occasionally dipping past the hem or neckline of his shirt to feel the soft and warm skin underneath. Your fingertips would raise goosebumps and he would hum, the touch making him feel simply satisfied-- happily content to have someone like you to share these tender moments with. It's a rather small but important act of affection.

Schlatt, him and his big ol'hands-- look like they would give such amazing massages and backrubs. He kind of wouldn't know what he's doing the first time, treating you a bit like how he would treat Jambo and hoping you feel somewhat relaxed. It's the thought that counts, right? So you might have to direct him where to put pressure. He also seems like the type to watch videos on how to properly give a massage after the first time.

When you would be glued to your desk, Schlatt would be the one to come over quietly, placing something to eat on your desk and asking you when you'd be finished with work. As he's talking to you in a low voice, careful not to disturb the focused atmosphere of the office, his large hands are on the balls of your shoulders, squeezing gently and working their way down your arms.

When you both would be laying down on the bed or on the couch, your back flush against his chest, almost absentmindedly his hand would start rubbing circles or squeezing you along your hips and waist, slowly moving towards the base of your back. He would run his thumb up and down the curve of your spine, being anything but surprised if you'd fallen asleep because of him.

C - Camera — Does he take pictures of you or you two together? What does his gallery look like after being with him?

Not too many, but enough to see your face pass by with every scroll of his thumb. Perhaps in the beginning, he held back from taking any pictures. Since he wasn't too comfortable with having a camera angled towards him, he would probably not pull out his phone often for that matter. He is also a pretty private person, not the type to whip out his phone at every moment, but once you two break the ice that comes with dating, pictures of you would slowly start to take up a majority of his camera roll. A smaller majority compared to Jambo that is.

There would be pictures of you two together—one where your faces are smooshed against each other's and it takes over the entire frame. Your hand can be seen pressing his face closer by the chin, his eyes squinting as he tries to hide his smile, pretending to be annoyed; one where you're both dressed up for a date, where he's a bit reluctant about being in the picture with you but when you lean your head against his chest and he sees how perfect you two look next to each other, he happily complies; one where he's fallen asleep on you and you open the camera on his phone to take a picture of the precious moment, his face pressed against your neck and your fingers lazily in his hair.

There would be solo shots of you, one where you asked him to take a picture of the sky and its changing colours, but instead, he takes the picture with you against the sunset. It would always makes him lose his train of thought when he would look back at it. There are ones where you're in his hoodie or covering your face with one of his hats. And the ones of you where you're in the kitchen with him, covered in the aftermath of his foolery, white flower on your head trailing all the way down to your pants. Whenever you would look at that picture, you'd be pulled back to that moment and remember his shit-eating grin as he was taking out his phone to take the picture.

And of course, he would have a special album for all the blackmail material against you. The sequence of pictures where Schlatt caught you in your not-so-finest moments which are then followed by half-blurry pictures where you chase after him or grab his phone out of his hands, a failed attempt at deleting the pictures because he locked his phone at lightening speed.

There would be a picture he would hold so close to his heart that he might even consider having it printed and framed for his desk or wallet. It is would be heartwarming picture of you and the two cats, all curled up on the couch fast asleep. He would take quite a few different angles but his favourite is the top-down view, fully capturing the moment. You're wrapped up in a soft throw blanket, Jambo under your arm and the black cat curled by your lap laying on top of the blanket. He would be just smiling to himself like a goof whenever he'd be looking at the picture.

D - Date Night — How do dates with him usually go? Are they fancy and romantic or more casual and fun? [This is different from the previous one, which was first date]

The usual dates would be casual and laid back. You would get off of work and Schlatt would pick you up from your place or you would agree to meet up at the restaurant. A hug, a kiss on your cheek, then you'd be walking towards your table. Dinner and drinks with quiet conversations between you two as he would reach across the table to hold your hand. And if you two were sitting on the same side of the booth, he would put his arm around your shoulders. Sure, you two might have already had dessert but why not get some ice cream and drive around a bit after that?

And there would be some casual dates that would be more than just going out to eat. Sometimes it would be going to the arcades or amusement parks, where one of you would beg the other not to on the scary rollercoasters or thrill rides, but would end up going anyways. And one of you would be screaming at the top of your lungs while the other would somehow manage to laugh and enjoy the ride. Schlatt might not be able to win against the crane games, "They're all fucking rigged I tell you." but he would be able to get you one of those tall stuffed teddy bears. His skilful shooting and aim would come in full use as he would knock down all the cans or pop all the balloons with the toy rifle, all while a cocky grin would be plastered on his face.

It would be nice to go out on more romantic dates every once in a while. Seeing you all dressed up would make him ditch the hoodie for something more classy like a freshly ironed button-down shirt with dress pants [black button-down schlatt I repeat black button-down schlatt]. He would try to make these romantic and fancy dates unique and memorable from the others. One time it would be on the top story floor with the entire city as its view, another time it would be something more extravagant. He would want to make each date better than the last one, wanting to see that smile and surprise painted on your face. But he would also tier himself out, trying to figure out what the next date should be and instead stressing himself out.

At moments like these, you would suggest having a more simple date night, like the ones you had at the beginning of your relationship. Movie or game night dates with [an attempt at] a homecooked meal. The alcohol would already be buzzing in your head, bringing a warm red blush on Schlatt, as you would figure out what to cook together. When the food is on the stove, Schlatt's arms would be wrapped around your waist, hugging you from the back. His hands would slide to your hips and slowly sway you to the tunes playing in the background. With another sip of his liquid courage, he'd be more daring in his steps, bringing you out to the open area of the kitchen. A soft smile would set on his face as he would twirl you and try to gracefully dip you with one arm holding the small of your back, before pulling you back up to meet his lips.

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s0ftl3 · 4 months

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Any of the boys with a partner with sensitive thighs??

(calling myself out a lot little here <33) -✨

Hiiiii sparkle anon i missed your asks!! Welcome back and I am happy to write this for all three boys. It'll be good practice for a Charlie one shot I have coming up!

Ted Nivisonꨄ

He accidentally discovered your thighs were sensitive while on a short road trip one weekend. His hand was absentmindedly rubbing your thigh as he drove, the other steering. The way you squirmed in your seat had piqued his interest, so, experimentally he squeezed your thigh, watching as you jumped and let out a small sound of pleasure.

“What was that sweetheart?,” he squeezed your thigh again soaking in yet another sweet little moan you let out, “Is my baby sensitive there?” and of course even without an answer from you he knew the answer.

And ever since he’s found out about your sensitivity he’s never missed an opportunity to use it against you. It’s especially useful to him when he’s going down on you. He squeezes, bites, and sucks hickies into your thighs while he's there, not missing a chance to show them the love they deserve.

Jschlattꨄ

Schlatt’s a bit more sinister about his discovery. Much like Ted, he never misses an opportunity to use it against you, and I truly mean use it against you. You’ve been acting bratty during dinner with friends? His hand’s on your thigh, squeezing and pinching, watching you try to contain your sounds.

And the way his chops feel against the inside of your thighs as he eats you out like a man starved? It’s a big part of the reason he’s kept them for so long. He’s also a big hickey giver, there’s not been a day since he found out, that there weren’t pretty bite marks and hickies adorning your thighs.

Charlieꨄ

Honestly, you use your sensitivity against Charlie more than he does you. On nights you feel like teasing him, or if he’s been disobedient (which, let’s be honest he rarely ever is.) you make him fuck your thighs, instead of giving him the satisfaction of fucking your cunt like he so badly needs.

And he’s such a good boy that he’ll thank you for the entire interaction, because he’s just the most polite good boy. He’s happy to take whatever you give him. He especially loves when you make him clean up his mess by having him kiss, lick, and suck on your thighs.

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purplifield · 7 months

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WHERE IS THE TED AND SCHLATT KINKTOBER FIC...my best friend and i have been waiting we were literally counting down to it 😭😭

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Kinktober

KW: exhibitionism, voyeurism, degradation, oral

When you thought of a great idea to move in with two other people, you were ecstatic! I mean split the bills into three and you can afford your monthly nail salon session. Life was going great and the two roommates were… guys. Best friends; guys. They were fun to hang around and especially with Schlatt, no boundaries were set between your vulgar conversations.

So no shit you ended up lowering your body on his dick, whimpering at the girth. Schlatt loved ass so you were facing away, using his knees as leverage. He laughed how much you were struggling, planting a slap on your rear.

“Joked you can take three guys at once, am I size of four or sumn?” He chuckled. He hissed and bottomed out for a second as you finally fully sucked in his cock, whining. It was a dick you needed a bit time for. His hands found their way on your cheeks, fondling with the soft flesh.

You slowly started to move, his head and veins felt intense. You were out of it, before you knew it, Schlatt laughed a bit again. You looked back and noticed that he was not looking at you, instead just forward; so curiously you looked at where he did.

Ted stood with the grocery bags in hand, eyebrows raised as he took in the sigh you tried to hide so desperately. But Schlatt was sick and smart: he purposely got all blankets and pillows away, now held your hips to stay in place.

“C’mon hun, don’t hide” he reassured, lifting his hips to hit a new deep and make you moan sharply “I mean look at him, he’s hard from watching you split on me” he drew some lines on your back “pathetic, no?”

Ted walked into the kitchen for a minute, and you had the courage to start moving again, your cunt spazming around his dick, letting out soft whines, eyes closed.

Until, you felt something near your mouth. Your eyes shot open and looked up. Ted, with glimmering soft eyes, held his tip against your lips and breathed out “can you?”

You confirmed by kissing his tip and around softly, before licking and finally wrapping your lips around his head.

Sensation was unreal. If you ran from Schlatt’s dick, you got deepthroated, if you ran from Ted, you felt sharp pain on your ass. Do you complied, letting them use you. For a while.

As you felt the climax building, you moaned more, sending vibrations through to Ted, his hand on your head. Schlatt kept his pace and soon, saw a white cumring forming at the base of his cock. Your eyes rolled back, you saw stars and felt how warm liquid filled your mouth, some dripping at corner of your lips. Right as you were to say too much, you felt emptiness in your cunt. You looked back to see Schlatt jerk himself a bit before ropes of white substance were on your ass, dripping down onto his abdomen.

You definitely will live with them for a long while.

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writingduhh · 6 months

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Jschlatt || “We Can’t Fight Under The Mistletoe.”

Pairing: Schlatt x Y/N

Type: Angst but ends with fluff

The day had started wonderfully, with you andSchlarr setting up your Christmas decorations, watching classic holiday movies, and even embarking on the joyous task of wrapping gifts. The day had been filled with shared laughter and the warmth of the season, until an unforeseen argument cast a shadow over the evening.

"Why can't you ever just pick a fucking restaurant? You're so damn indecisive!" Schlatt grumbled, his grip tightening on the steering wheel as frustration began to seep into the car.

"Well, sorry I actually take time to think about things!" you shot back, noticing him clenching his jaw in response.

"You take too long to think! It's like, do you even have a brain in there?" He shouted, pointing at your head with an accusatory tone.

That comment caught you off guard. You had always grappled with insecurities about your intelligence, and this unkind remark certainly didn't help. (Feel free to make it that you're exceptionally intelligent or not, as you prefer.)

"Go home," you sternly replied, your gaze fixed on the passing cityscape outside the window.

"Why? Let me guess, you're not hungry now?" He scoffed, tears now forming in your eyes.

You didn't reply. Instead, you kept your attention outside the car window. Fortunately, you hadn't ventured too far from home, which made the drive back a brief journey. The anger-infused silence hung in the air like an unwelcome guest. The moment you pulled into the driveway, you swiftly exited the car, not casting a glance back at Schlatt, who remained seated in the running vehicle.

Inside, you didn't even bother taking off your coat as you stormed to the bedroom you and Schlatt shared, neglecting even to lock the door behind you. As you began to change into more comfortable attire, you heard a familiar voice from the doorway.

"Y/n, I'm sorry. I'm such a jerk. I was just lashing out because I'm so overwhelmed with this Christmas season, but I know that's not an excuse," he admitted, causing your anger to wane ever so slightly.

Without responding, you continued to change, with him still standing at the doorway. After you had completed your change, you tried to pass by him, but he wouldn't let you.

"Y/n, you don't have to talk to me, but please forgive me. After all, we can't fight under the mistletoe, can we?" he said with a mischievous grin, pointing to the decoration hanging above your heads.

Now, you couldn't help but till your eyes and smile, willingly accepting his tender kiss.

"Does this mean you're not mad anymore?" he asked, his arms still cradling your face from the kiss.

I could never stay mad at you, just don’t do it again. " you smiled, leaning in for another heartfelt kiss.

After sharing a few more affectionate moments, you suddenly realized something. Why was there mistletoe hanging above your bedroom door?

"Hey, uh, Jay, why is mistletoe hanging above our room?"

"Well, I wanted to put it somewhere we both walk a lot so I could have an excuse to kiss you even more," he confessed, his arms encircling your waist.

"You never need an excuse to kiss me," you reassured, leaning in once again for another sweet and passionate kiss.

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samantha-rae-velcher · 8 months

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The Hunt

Jschlatt x Fem!YouTuber!reader

Requested by: absolutely nobody!

Warnings: Smut, Swearing, Schlatt being Schlatt.

A/n: 18+ NSFW! if you don't like the warnings please don't read! PLEASE KEEP MY COMMENT SECTION AGGRESSION FREE!

Summary: a harmless game of Minecraft prop hunt goes from being PG-13 to rated R once the cameras are out 👀 not much of a summary...but you get the idea

Tag: @goldenstarofthunderclan ❤️

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"Five...four...three...two...one!" Schlatt yelled, the funny mic distorting his voice.

Y/n and Tommy turned into mossy slabs, they book it for the nearest hiding spot once they see Schlatt's character appear from over the hill. Tubbo flew passed them as a parrot, while Wilbur and Philza slide into place as blocks of sand.

Y/n giggled when she heard Schlatt sniffing close by, "I can smell your perfume, Y/n. I know your around here somewhere."

She held her breath as he ran up and stood on top of her, looking around for any movement.

"Where are you, my love?" He whispered. "Daddy is coming for you."

Wilbur bursted out laughing, "That is genuinely fuckin creepy."

"Yeah?" Schlatt asked. "I bet it got Y/n blushing from head to toe, didn't it?"

"Mhm.." Y/n covered her face, trying not to show her viewers the effect her boyfriend had on her.

"Where are you though. You guys are actually really well hidden."

"You're standing on Y/n."

"Tommy!" She yelled. "Why would you tell him that!"

Y/n took off sliding across the map with Schlatt directly behind her, "Come here, sweetie pie. Daddy has a present for you, all you gotta do is stop running."

"AHHH!" Y/n yelled, racing up a flight of stairs and changing into a watermelon. She slowly made her way over to a patch of melons as camouflage, as Schlatt passed by her.

"Where did you go?"

Y/n giggled, watching his character look around clueless as to where she ran off to.

"I heard that cute little giggle." He growled, making Y/n rub her thighs together.

Tubbo attempted to fly next to Schlatt, but got shot with an arrow.

"How did you know it was me!?" He cried.

"I had a fuckin feeling! Only you would be stupid enough to fly that close to me!"

Y/n took this opportunity to slowly creep away and turn into an ocelot, fallowing Schlatt as he scoped out Philza and Wilbur.

"Come here you little bastard!" He yelled, chasing a block of sand.

"Wilbur." Y/n whispered.

"Yeah?"

"I'm the little kitty next to you, fallow me."

The two of them found Tommy and watch from the roof of a building as Schlatt stalked Philza. unbeknownst to them, Tubbo was coming up behind them.

"Run!" Tommy yelled, making the others freak out and scatter.

Wilbur got caught, Tommy hid as a block of leaves, and Y/n hid in a pond as a sea pickle.

"Okay." Schlatt said. "You guys go after Tommy. Y/n is mine."

His words sent a shiver down Y/n's spine, the thought of being hunted by him was kinda intimidating in a fun way. She hopped out of the pond and hid behind a tree, going into third person view to check where Schlatt was.

"I'm coming for you, Y/n." He whispered. "You can't hide from me."

She let out a moan into the mic, making Schlatt stop and stare at the tree she was behind. There was silence for a second, just the blank stare of his character making her feel uneasy.

"Just you wait till this game is over."

Y/n shrieked, flying out from behind the tree. He chased her passed the other guys, through the lake, and back to the starting point where he finally got her.

When the stream was finally over, Y/n went down stairs and grabbed a soda out of the fridge. She cracked it open, taking a swig and setting it on the counter. When she looked up, Schlatt was standing there leaning against the wall.

"What was that?"

"What was what?" She asked.

"That moan."

"Oh...that? It was nothing."

Schlatt shook his head, slowly walking over to her.

"That wasn't nothin, princess." He whispered, taking her hand and pressing it against his groin.

Y/n's heart raced at the realization of just how hard her moan had gotten him, she bit her lip and pressed her hand down harder.

Schlatt leaned in close, his lips grazing the shell of her ear, "Feel that? You feel what you do to me?"

"Mhm." She moaned, palming at him through his sweats.

Schlatt groaned, pushing her against the counter and trapping her there with his large form. He attacked her neck, trailing hot wet kisses over her skin.

His hand pressed between her legs, making her whimper, "Mmm, so sensitive." His words making her knees weak.

Schlatt quickly turned her around, dropping her lounge pants down to her ankles, a long with her panties, she stepped out of them and kicked them away. He pulled out his cock, bringing her hips back a bit and lining himself up.

"You want this, baby girl? Huh? You wanna feel Daddy's cock inside you?"

Y/n whined, making Schlatt smile and thrust into her. She gasped at his size, after all this time she's never gotten used to how big he is.

"There we go, precious." He groaned, taking a hold of her hips and rutting into her, "Fuck you're so tight, does Daddy not fuck you enough?"

Y/n whimpered, shaking her head.

"Aw, is my poor baby deprived? Do I need to use you more often?"

"Y-yes."

"Finally, she speaks." His voice was dark, and full of lust.

Schlatt pushed her head down against the counter, his thrusts getting harder and faster. Making Y/n cry out when he hit that special spot.

"Is that it?" He asked. "Is that where you want Daddy to fuck you? Is that where it feels good?"

"Mhm...p-please don't stop!"

"I'm not stopping. I'm not stopping till I make my girl cum."

His hand slid down between her thighs, rubbing tight circles against her clit. Her legs shook and her hips jerked back making him hit her G-spot hard. Y/n cried out once again as she felt her orgasm wash over her.

"Ahh! J- Im cumming!" Her knees gave out, she fell to the floor out of breath.

Schlatt chuckled, tucking himself away. He slowly brought her to her feet, wrapping his arms around her so she wouldn't fall again.

"Let's get you cleaned up, Princess."

THE END ❤️

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renranram · 13 days

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Your stories r so good qigehwjw I keep rereading them when there hasn't been a new one updating, but would like to ask which u can freely ignore.

What if schlatt takes us once again to Japan and we try out a kimono he's either filming her or someone else it's up to you🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 once again have a great day!!

Kimonos

sfw + fluff

this is like the part 2 from the last japan related schlatt one shot i wrote

a/n; HI YANNVI!! IM GLAD YOU LIKE MY WORKS SKSHSHFJ + YOUR IDEA IS SO CUTE OFC I CAN'T JUST IGNORE IT ILY ( PARASOCIALLY )

schlatt and you return again to japan, this time it's just both of you two, no cameras, no nothing

the photo booth pics of you two are still in the back of his phone, showing you off but in a lowkey way, as you two scroll through a small festival in japan you two look around as schlatt pause, approaching a small stand before picking up a small pink cat plush

“ it looks like you “ schlatt smiles as you chuckle, “ do i really? “ you ask, standing next to him as you pat the small plush before gasping, grabbing a large brown bear

“ it looks like you! “ you giggle, as he chuckles back, gently grabbing the bear from out of your hand as he poses with it

you grab out your polaroid, before snapping a photo of him and the bear, “ you're so cute “ you mutter out as schlatt could only pull you for a peck in your cheek

“ i thought we agreed on not bringing any cameras hm? “ he gently caresses your shoulder before you respond, “ i knoww, i just wanted to snap some photos “ you reply, “ preserve the memories you know? “

“ of course you would “ he states, before glancing at the two plushies, “ do you want them? “ he asks

“ uhm.. but what if they're too expensive? “ you ask, he always spoils you without a problem so why would he care now?, “ there's nothing to expensive for me “ schlatt retorts patting your hair as he grabs both of the plushies

respectfully paying for the toys, as he looks at you proudly, holding the bag, “ it's us but if we're plushies “ you added he intertwines his hand with yours, as you two continue to walk around the festival

you two ate traditional foods, looked at shrines and even paid respect for the spirits by lighting up some candles

your polaroid collections started growing and growing with every shot of you two, that was until fans of his spotted you two, both are wearing kimonos as they reluctantly approaches schlatt

“ hi! we're such big fans “ the boy, who looks about 15 and his friend, a girl, who looks older smiles at them as you glance at schlatt, happy that he was recognized, “ hey im glad you like my content “ schlatt replies

the two kids looks at you before gasping, giving him a cheeky smile, schlatt scolds the kids in a playful manner, “ we keep this a secret alright? “ he daps up the kids before the two nod, being a chuckling mess

“ can we take a photo with you? “ the girl asks as schlatt glances at you, looking for permission as you respond with a small nod, stepping away a little as the two kids, pose, and snaps a photo with their idol

schlatt pats both of their shoulders, “ we're so happy to meet you! “ the kids state in unison as they bow in unison too, “ me too, “ schlatt pauses before glancing at their attire, “ hey, before you two go, can i ask where'd you'd get those? “ he asks nicely, pointing at the kimonos

“ oh our parents rented these in a nearby store… like over there! “ the kid points at a shop, who's only a few blocks from where they were

“ alright, thank you “ schlatt gives them a little bow as the kids run away, giggling, schlatt approaches you, noticing you looking in awe at a beautifully decorated shrine while chewing on her dango

“ hi toots “ he greets you again, his hand on your waist as you smile, “ they seem like nice kids “ you commented as schlatt nods in reply, “ i wanna try something with you “ he added as you raise your eyebrow in interest

“ oh? “ you blink as schlatt gently grabs your wrist as he starts pulling you behind him, “ what is it? “ you ask, smiling, “ just something “

you nod in defeat as schlatt and you stop at a kimono shop, you gasp, “ what's this for? “ you ask him, “ wanna try those kimonos with you “ he nudges your shoulder

“ really? “ you squeal, before nodding, as two staffs comes up to you two speaking in japanese but they're generally greeting you in their shop

you two were separated by them as they let you chose the preferred color of your clothing, unironically, you and schlatt chose the same color, light blue

the staffs gently dresses you up with the obis, such as ( obi-age, obi, obi-dome and obi-shime ), they were that kind to even gently put on the tabi on you, even letting you borrow a tradional umbrella and a kinchaku

schlatt of course paid for everything, the staffs calling him handsome and he could only bow and chuckle in response flustered

as you got out of the dressing room, schlatt swore he fell in love again, he smiles, your hair was put up, the staffs cooes at you two as you chuckling, noticing the same color you two wore

“ we're twinning babe “ you approach him as schlatt pulls you by your waist as the staffs squeal like teenage girls

you two chuckle as schlatt pulls out the polaroid before approaching the staff, whispering something at them as they nod, even with the language barrier schlatt just hands them the polaroid before going back to you to pose

“ ah “ you mutter, his hand on your waist, as the two of you pose, after with a small shutter, schlatt bows in gratitude as the staff returns the camera, all smiles, “ uh…you return in… hour “ the staff states, her broken english is very obvious

the two of you continued to walk around the festival even managing to get into a petting zoo, before it was you who was taking photos him and this time it was him taking pictures

it was an adorable sight really, you chuckle, scrunchiour nose as you feed a lamb, another shutter, “ you keep taking pics of me “ you mumbles, fixing your hair

“ it's cause you're adorable toots “ he smiles at you, “ plus, it saves the memories you know… so.. if we do get children in the future we can show them how pretty their mother is “

you blush like a teenage girl, “ awh come on, it is real tho, i want us to have a photo album of us, a photo album dedicated to you, showing how much we love eachother “

“ … you're so cheesy “ you can only comment, as schlatt pecks your cheek, “ it is real tho, i wanna share these memories with them in the future “

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Hiiii can I request a Tommyinnit x fem!reader where it’s during the ‘making 100 friends in one day vlog’ where Tommy meets the reader and he gets sad when he didn’t pick up the courage to ask for her number but the reader sneakily snuck it in his pocket.

I read this request right as I started to play that video, so I'm taking it as a sign that I was meant to write this.

Final Friend

Pairing: CC!Tommyinnit x Fem!Reader

He’s trying to get his final five friends when he sees you. You’re just reading a book on a bench, maybe for school or for fun, but his eyes are drawn to you for some reason. And now that he’s seen you… well.

It’s just natural to notice that you’re pretty, right? Because you’re really pretty. Ash nudges him after he stares for too long with a knowing grin.

“Fuck off.” “Are we talking about how you were staring at that girl?” Elodie asks from behind the camera. “You should go ask her to be your friend.”

“No!” He immediately protests. “I can’t do that!”

“Because she’s pretty?”

“Exactly! Wait-“

“Talk to her at least.”

“Maybe.” He concludes.

And by maybe, Tommy means no. While he’s perfectly fine asking strangers whose opinions he doesn’t give a shit about to be his friend, he isn’t with asking you. Mostly because you’re a pretty girl whose opinion he actually cares about.

About ten minutes later he’s gone through four more new friends, leaving him just one person short of a hundred. He can’t help but glance over at you. It was a weird coincidence that you were still here, he needed one more friend, and that you were the closest person to him. Elodie and Ash had been nudging him towards you, eagerly trying to hype him up to talk to you.

Worst case scenario you tell him no, right? Technically yes, but then his ego would be bruised and he’d be embarrassed.

(and his shot with you would be gone)

Best case scenario, he gets your number and maybe even a date! But, as Dream would say, that was a one in 7.5 trillion chance. “Ask Schlatt for advice.” Elodie suggests. “Content.”

The idea that Schlatt would decide for him was the most disastrous idea ever. But the thought of it was making him smile so he starts FaceTiming his idol.

“Hey Schlatt.” He greets, acting all mopey for the camera. “I’ve been trying to make a hundred friends, and I have one left, but…”

“But what Tommy?!” Schlatt yells, face too close to the camera just like Tommy’s. “I don’t have all day!”

“I- too many bitches, yeah?”

“Yeahh!”

“So there’s this girl that is just really pretty, and Elodie and Ash are trying to get me to ask her to be my friend but I-“

“You know what I always say Tommy?!”

“Shoot guns?”

“No, no, the other one.”

“Monkey balls?”

“Eh, close enough. Go for it, Tommy. Ask her to be your friend or whatever. Fuck failure.”

“Fuck failure.” Tommy repeats, nodding. “Fuck failure! Thanks Schlatt!”

“Now hurry up and do your fucking tasks!”

Schlatt hangs up on him, and Tommy doesn’t give himself time to think it over. He turns and marches right up to you, holding his mic. Maybe he’ll even ask for your number!

“Hi! Uh, so I’m new to New York and I was trying to make a hundred friends! I’m Tom, by the way.” He holds out his mic to you, watching as you close your book with an amused smile.

Shit, he forgot to ask if you’d be his friend.

“Are you British? Sorry, the accent surprised me.”

American. He doesn’t know why it surprises him, he’s in America, but it does. Somehow he still finds himself completely absorbed in your voice.

“Yeah, yeah.” He nods. “I’ve moved here for two weeks. I’m trying to become a true New Yorker though.”

“Really? Good luck with that. Have you been to the Statue of Liberty yet?”

“No.”

“Good, no New Yorker actually goes to it.”

“That’s what everyone else said!” He laughs. “So, would you be my final friend?”

“Gladly.” Gladly! You said gladly!

“Great! Could we get a photo?”

“What good is a friend if you don’t document it?”

He sits down next to you on the bench, holding out his phone. After the photo he gets up. “Thank you so much!”

“Anytime.” It’s only after he heads to dinner for the day that he realizes he never got your number. All of that conversation and he still didn’t manage to string words together to ask.

Fucking sucks, because he genuinely thought you were a cool person. Just from that brief conversation he knew you wouldn’t be leaving his mind.

The rest of the dinner passes in miserable thoughts of “what if.”

What if he had asked for your number? What if you two would’ve became close friends through texting? What if you two would've had a great romance all because he had asked for your number? “You look so sad.” Elodie points out to him.

“I forgot to ask for her number!”

“Or her name.” He forgot to ask your name! Tommy just kept fucking things up, didn’t he? “Fuck.” He groans, tucking his hands into his pockets. Upon feeling paper, he freezes.

Tommy definitely didn’t remember having any paper on him. Maybe it was a receipt he stashed there? Pulling it out, he stares down at it.

Not a receipt: it’s a sticky note. He flips it over and grins. Your name and number. How you had managed to slip it to him he had no idea, but he was glad you did.

Ash points to it curiously.

“Her name and number!” He cheers. “I’m going to message her right now.”

Grabbing out his phone, he opens up his messages and inputs your number. Then, he begins to type.

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