AGH BABYYY
congrats ml!!! k, s, and x with schlatt please!!
thanks hon! here you go <3
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゚。 schlatt ; K, S, X
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genre; fluff
type; headcanons
read below!
K: Kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they kiss their s/o, and where do they like to be kissed?)
schlatt likes to give lingering kisses, yknow what i mean? like he'll press a kiss to your forehead and just stay there for a second. he loves to kiss the top of your head or your forehead! he likes being kissed on his lips, he's pretty traditional!
S: Security (how protective are they? how would they protect their s/o?)
insanely protective. he's like your big bodyguard, and you know it. he's another one that has scary dog privilege. he likes to stand behind you so he never loses sight of you. he's definitely one that will get in an argument in your honor.
X: Xtra (what’s a random hc for them?)
he uses the absolute worst shampoo and conditioner known to man, but SOMEHOW his hair is still super soft and has tons of volume.
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hi bestie!!! 🫶🏼 i’d like to formally request more sub!schlatt pls
you’re doing chores around the house and schlatt does a task for you, when he’s done you call him a a “good boy” and go about your day but he can’t stop thinking about it 🤧 he does a million other tasks for you to hear you say it again but you don’t bc you don’t get what he’s in it for yk
he starts being more… obedient
lots of “yes ma’am,” looking to you for approval before he does anything, being a good pup
i rly just want my subby baby boy pls
headcannons or a fic or a blurb or whatever I just NEED sub!schlatt
thank you!!! 🫶🏼
oh my god vic you are so right.
he’s my little niño🤲🏻
**use of ma’am targeted at reader**
it was sunday which meant one thing; chore day.
though schlatt was still curled up in bed, a pillow tight in his grasp, you were already gathering all of the laundry strewn around the house.
with one load in the washer, you started to sweep and dust; waiting to vacuum until schlatt was awake.
as you got wrapped up in your chores, you didn’t realize the creaking of the bed and the footsteps that followed.
arms were placed around you as you wiped down the counter and you jumped.
“jesus, hey baby,” you said with a breathless smile as you craned your neck back to peck schlatt’s cheek.
he smiled sleepily and pulled off. it was very evident he was still half asleep as he mumbled something quietly.
“what’s that?” you hummed, continuing to wipe down the counter. he was quiet. that’s when you turned to face schlatt completely.
he was in his typical sleep attire; his wilson hoodie and a pair of plaid boxers. his hair was disheveled and his eyes squinted.
“i said goodmorning.” he said with a small grin, starting to come out of his sleepy trance.
you smiled back, “goodmorning to you too.” you paused for a moment. “hey! don’t get all lovey with me so that you don’t have to do chores.” you said firmly. “go wash up, mkay? you’re on garbage duty.”
schlatt groaned and sauntered off to the bathroom.
it wasn’t long before he was behind you again, grabbing at your waist as you finally made breakfast.
“be patient, sweetheart. did you even take the garbage out yet?” you asked, your eyes not leaving the frying pan.
“mhm, it’s all outside.” he responded, his chin rested on your shoulder.
“good boy,” you praised, reaching back to rub his hair.
schlatt wasn’t sure what had clicked inside of him when those two words left your lips. he knew you didn’t mean it in that way, right?
schlatt tried to ignore the fluttering sensation in his chest and play it off as a joke as he pulled off of you and grabbed a cup of coffee.
"d-do you want some?" he painfully sputtered. he mentally cursed himself for sounding so stupid.
"yeah that would be nice, thank you love," you said sweetly.
schlatt was a mess now, every pet name buzzed around his head and straight down to his stomach. it was embarrassing really; the two of you had been together for years and he still got flustered over things like this.
oddly enough, schlatt loved the feeling and found himself doing anything he could to hear those two words fall from your mouth.
"j, baby, can you please clean the bathroom after we eat?" you asked gently.
schlatt nodded quickly as he poured your cup of coffee. "yes ma'am." he responded, passing you your cup of coffee.
the rest of the day went relatively smoothly, at least you thought so.
schlatt continued mindlessly doing tasks; changing the bedsheets, finishing off the laundry, cleaning the mirrors throughout the house.
you were surprised with how motivated he seemed. towards the end of the night, the two of you sat on the couch cuddled up next to each other.
"you were really good today j," you mumbled into his shoulder as his eyes focused on the tv screen.
you felt his breath hitch and a small shudder as he exhaled.
you picked your head up to look at him confusedly. it started to piece together in your head but you wouldn't make that evident.
"you were a huge help baby, seriously," you spoke again.
schlatt couldn't help it as he buried his face into your lap out of embarrassment.
you chuckled to yourself and ran your fingers through his messy curls,
"good boy." you whispered.
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If you're looking for requests...how about reader dating dad! Schlatt?
dating dad schlatt headcanons!
THANK YOU THIS IS SO CUTE!!!
dating dad schlatt is like having two children of your own
whether it’s cats or children, he will always take their side in any pointless argument
“jay, the cat scratched the couch again”
“he’s just a little guy”
he LOVES planning little outings and dates for the three of you.
playground date? he’s bringing a blanket and some snacks for you two to sit in the shade while you watch the kid on the playground
my mans literally melts whenever he sees you and the little one curled up together on the couch.
he snaps a picture of the two of you and it’s been his lockscreen ever since
SCHLATT TEACHING HIS KID TO PLAY BASEBALL??? HELLOOOO???
imagine sitting on the warm bleachers as you watch schlatt pitch the ball
hearing his absolute delight when your child hits a home run
schlatt who always gets your children the “fun” gifts at chirstmas.
the drum set got put in the attic by december 27th after a stick was thrown at a vase on the mantle
watching fondly from the door frame as schlatt tucks in the kiddo
he gets all into the bed time story, using voices and theatrics
him almost falling asleep as he reads
family grocery shopping on sunday is always an adventure
schlatt driving, his hand holding yours over the armrest as he keeps peeking at the kid in the mirror
he really is a great dad and you adore him for it <33
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