#chuckle sandwich

[schlunk]

underchuckle sandwichtale

also heres them talking

[galatoma]

This has no business being that funny to me

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born to burn

she came from the fields with dirt on her knees, whispers of angels caught in the breeze, barefoot prophet with fire in her chest— said god had a plan, said she wouldn’t rest.

she rode like a ghost in silver and flame, soft voice speaking the loudest name. boys followed her into blood and gold, thinking heaven lived in the stories she told.

but they don't love girls who glow in the dark, with swords in their hands and light in their hearts. they called her mad, called her a lie, tied her to wood and kissed her goodbye.

ashes to saints, smoke to the stars— a girl touched by god, caught between wars. now she sings through cathedral stones, a song of fire, a crown, and bones.

in honor of my joan of arc tattoo, written by me

Source: born to burn

[steamingketchup]

can’t believe I haven’t posted this one yet

[wh0re-in-the0ry]

lowkey now that I've quit Character AI my Schlatt obsession has faded

To be honest I kinda went through the same thing too 😭

I think without the constant uploads from chuckle sandwich, my personal growing lack of interest in Sleep Deprived, and C.ai growing repetitive, I don’t have enough to work with to keep my fixation as strong as it used to be six or so months ago :/

I don’t think my interest in the Big Man will ever really die down (he’s fun to draw and I find his character more interesting than the cc!) but I’m not frothing at the mouth at his 7th compilation of reused reactions (also is anyone else tired of seeing those?)

[spoonmoment69420]

wyd if these three show up at your island and start a podcast

[pixiecaps]

​big fan of whatever this was

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born to burn

she came from the fields with dirt on her knees, whispers of angels caught in the breeze, barefoot prophet with fire in her chest— said god had a plan, said she wouldn’t rest.

she rode like a ghost in silver and flame, soft voice speaking the loudest name. boys followed her into blood and gold, thinking heaven lived in the stories she told.

but they don't love girls who glow in the dark, with swords in their hands and light in their hearts. they called her mad, called her a lie, tied her to wood and kissed her goodbye.

ashes to saints, smoke to the stars— a girl touched by god, caught between wars. now she sings through cathedral stones, a song of fire, a crown, and bones.

in honor of my joan of arc tattoo, written by me

Source: born to burn

[bigr4ck]

THIS IS SO FREAKING CUTE 😭😭😭

[burrs0up]

schlatt painting

[k4lenz]

HOW DOES HE KEEP DOING IT

[kkentobox]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀his tender loving! w/ jschlatt.

description: having a loud online persona, most assume your new york man is a hassle to keep around. there was no need to prove them otherwise, his gentle love was all yours.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀tags: fluff! sappy & soft schlatt, female reader!

authors note: i fell back in love with him after not watching his content for a good year, so i couldn’t help myself ^_^ reblogs & likes are always appreciated <3

⠀⠀recording days always amused you. you had very little information of who jay was before you had begun dating, so anytime you were in his home while he was recording; it surprised you. he was known to be very loud, cocky of who he was and how much he made. his charming humor would remain, but everything else always made you want to witness the scene up close.

with his booming laughter echoing the halls, you found comfort in the noise from your place in the living room. mindlessly scrolling through your phone while you patiently waited for his recording to end. quietness began to seep through the house, ultimately letting you know he had finally wrapped everything up. being under the same roof yet being separated for hours, excitement began to bubble in you as you awaited for him to find you.

as you predicted, jay had found you on the couch wearing nothing but shorts that left nothing to the imagination and one of his many sweaters. “you finished early, should i be expecting a good check soon?” you smiled through your teasing question as your arms opened up, needing him to lay on top of you to feel his warmth. “mhm, we’ll be getting you a yacht for the summer in no time, baby.”

having found his way into your arms, jay wasted no time in placing his warm hands underneath the sweater to hold onto your waist. his face snuggling into your neck, soft giggles could be heard from you as his facial hair tickled the sensitive skin causing him to chuckle in return. with your fingers twirling the ends of his hair, “you should keep cutting your hair like this. .” a whisper broke through. humming against your neck, “yeah? why’s that?” his tender voice being reserved just for you, he leaned his head back just enough to look at your face. his eyes gently tracing the features your face holds, features he’s grown to love oh so dearly. from the little crinkles of your eyes when you smile to the way your nose twitches when he can’t resist placing a kiss on it. “you have little curls in the front when you keep it this length, i like em’.”

and with that reasoning alone, he knew he would keep his hair like this forever. “i’ll do it just for you.” planting a kiss to your jaw led to many aggressive kisses being planted everywhere. people called it cuteness aggression, you were a victim of this every day, not that you minded. tugging on his hair just hard enough eventually made him stop, “you have a real problem with that, mister.” though the big dopey smile on your face gave away your true intention, “have no clue what you’re talking bout’.” he would grin right back at you. scratching the facial hair on his cheeks, you looked up at him with the biggest eyes. deciding to place one more tiny kiss on your lips, he leaned down only to linger a few moments more. “you’re going to be the death of me someday, toots.” “hoping it’s soon, your christmas album money is looking real good right now.” giggling together once more, it was always a comfort being yours.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ do not steal or plagiarize any work belonging to kkentobox !

[lunarsapphism]

i feel like im having a fucking stroke

[schlunk]

thinking abt the ice cream video again

[exactlymaximumgarden]

schlatt with a celebrity s/o. maybe you're famous from acting, from music, streaming, modeling, literally whatever. either way, you're famous in your own right.

so imagine schlatt is doing a simple gaming stream, specifically another drunk truck simulator. he has media share turned on to entertain himself while on the road, and his viewers are submitting the usual stuff they know will make him laugh. however, one submission throws him for a loop.

it's a thirst edit of you.

schlatt has to stop a second and watch, ogling at the screen as the edit plays. "god damn," he softly mutters under his breath. meanwhile, his truck slowly starts drifting to the wrong side of the road, half of chat laughing at his reaction and the other half screaming at him to pay attention to the drive.

"who sent that in? who sent that? that is- ope." schlatt quickly veers back into the correct lane. "that is not funny. do not send me edits of my girlfriend while i am on the road, okay?" he can't help himself as he starts dissolving into laughter. however, his cheeks have very visibly heated up. "i am not a distracted driver, chat! i will not become one of those... those drunk crashers they warn you about."

this, of course, only enables chat further. more and more edits of you are flooded into the media share queue, and every single time, schlatt can't take his eyes off you. he tries to play it off by laughing, yelling "STOP!" at chat, but he secretly loves it. any opportunity to admire you is a welcome one. however, finally, he pauses his game and playfully scolds the viewers.

"guys, guys. look, i love looking at (y/n) as much as you do. i do. but i really need you guys to curtail it for tonight, alright? i'm gonna flip the fuckin' truck again if i keep takin' my eyes off the game."

he squints at chat as the responses come flooding in.

"someone said, 'you know you like it, sclit.' i know i do! you got me, man, i do! my girl might kill me if i set a bad example on the road, though. y'know how it is."

[steamingketchup]

vghs stream studies god help me I can’t stop drawing him

[fullfoxzombie]

[spoonmoment69420]

schlaggot femcicle and bisexual ted <333