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peskyrequeskys · 1 year
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Names for JSchlatt ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
1. Asmodeus
2. Behemoth
3. Azazel
4. Apollyon
5. Abaddon
6. Lucifer
7. Belial
8. Acheron
9. Andras
10. Charon
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eyzoa · 1 year
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Could you do some headcanons (relationship or general whichever is easier /g) for a schlatt irl who had Charlie Slmccl as a brother figure and got together with ted?
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Charlie's only concern when you started dating was who he should give to shovel talk to, other than that? he was so happy for you both!!!
Ted is a total dork when in love, like, he walks into walls because he was busy thinking about you, it's adorable.
Much to your dismay, Ted and Charlie are best friends who (affectionately) gossip about dumb shit you do behind your back.
If someone says you three have matching friendship bracelets, you have no idea what they're talking about, what a weird lie to tell, stop looking at me like that we don't fuck off—
When/if you guys get married, you and Charlie are each other's best men.
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felixirr · 8 months
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he doesn’t know what the fuck you’re talking about
[id: digital doodle of dream smp character jschlatt. he is wearing a suit and tie and is drawn with ram horns and ears. his face is scrunched up and he's asking, "what did you just say? cis...cishet??? what?" the gay and trans flags are next to him at a low opacity. end id]
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simpliao · 2 years
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Hi! I just started following you and oh my god you JSchlatt fics are so good, I can’t get enough!!! If you’re taking requests right now, I’d like to ask for a little protective Schlatt! With the internet being what it is, I can imagine that maybe it wouldn’t be to kind to Schlatt’s SO. Or maybe you might have another scenario in mind? Again, thank you so much for all your writing, it makes my day!!! ❤️
i will shoot you dead ; (irl) schlatt x reader
summary : he couldn't give a shit what people say about him; what actually irritates him is when those assholes involve people that have nothing to do with whatever they're bullshitting about. he's made it a point not to involve his personal life, but when it gets leaked and his s/o gets targeted; he isn't fucking happy.
info : swearing, protective schlatt, pet names, she/her, afab reader, mentions of harassment and death threats, and fluff.
a/n : this was such a good idea i couldn't pass up ah, thank you so much for enjoying ! i am and attempting to post around every two/three days but school is just starting so i'm unsure how well i'll manage. to everyone else that requested, still working on it so apologizes that they are semi-late ! hope this also lives up to your expectations.
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Being rich at twenty-three was a blessing and a curse, since he acquired all his wealth from being an Internet personality so to speak. Having what should have been a hobby bare so much fruit wasn't without its issues, and the drawback was most definitely the fame. People in his business, attempting to figure out his name and address, outraged from jokes and pretending that they understand him to a personal level; he was grateful for the normal ones, but one outspoken psycho made him rethink all his life choices.
It was never the audience's right to know or interact with his private life, to the creators that do let their fans have that window into their life was a privilege, not a right. So he never did tell anyone past his close circle of friends of his lover, Y/n, a blue collared worker not high up within her company but making good money to be independent. To Schlatt, she was his own little slice of heaven, always giving him the right kind of realistic advice while could always acknowledge and take in account his own feelings.
To some: she might be considered perfectly average, but he saw beyond the rest, she was more than just a pretty face anyways. He adored her ambition to work her hardest and larger than life aspirations. Despite knowing of the kind of money her boyfriend possessed, she never dared asked for a penny; he appreciated that she wanted her own individual success that came from her and not from outside sources. Being that she was also probably one of the most appreciate human beings he's ever had the chance to meet just added to her charm; she never let him so much as pay for a coffee without him hearing a thousand and one thank yous. She was his to love and adore, no one else should have been mixed up in their lives.
She had absolutely zero internet presence, and he liked it that way. Since she wasn't big into the public sphere she wouldn't be caught up in all the bullshit that followed him. Many people despised him despite not having spoken to or even knowing him beyond his flamboyant internet persona; it was fucking stupid, usually they never really bothered him no matter how much they so desperately wanted to cancel him and throw him off the internet. That's where he thought it ended, they despised him, they couldn't logically harass people that possible know him, right? Wrong.
'uh, schlatt? I'm getting a lot of emails about you coming to my work email. Did you tell people about my job or anything?'
Being that for almost the past decade most if not all of his friends had taken to calling him by his last name it eventually became used more or less so by everyone in his life more than his real one. It wasn't that his girlfriend didn't know his name or hadn't asked, she also enjoyed the sound of it and ended up being the default thing she'd call him.
The text itself was unusual, he wasn't even sure if he knew her work email let alone tell it to other people.
'What? No. I don't even know your email. What are they saying?'
'I have it in my LinkedIn profile, they're asking what's my relationship to you. Some are threatening to message my higher-ups claiming I'm a racist? They keep linking me back to Twitter. I can't work when my important emails are drowned out in this. I had one threatening to come where I work and hurt me.'
'Listen, sweetheart, I'm so sorry I really didn't think that they'd find you. I'll do my best to fix this, I'll come pick you up from work today too so don't leave the building until I arrive.'
A spark of rage ignited from within him, he was sure to be careful about not revealing her identity or even mentioning much about her. He knew how bad these people could get and how low they would stoop because they had no lives and just wanted to get the better of him; he wanted to protect her and now all he felt like was a failure. He was quick to log into Twitter and type in 'Jschlatt Girlfriend' and it was almost immediate that he found the thread of the asshole that went as far as to dox him and figure out who and where Y/n was. "He is a bad person that deserves all the things coming to him." It was written with such conviction, as if dragging unrelated people into a stupid ass controversy about another testing-the-line joke he told. He didn't care what they did to him, but threatening to hurt those closest to him struck a nerve that made him want to do some... Fairly illegal things to these people.
So he hoped that most people had some common sense left, screen shotted the thread and the text from his lover and was quick to make a comment about it.
Say whatever the fuck you want about me. But actively try to dox and threaten my girlfriend when she has nothing to do with any of this bullshit online and I will shoot you dead. Fuck you.
He knew these saggy fuckers wouldn't dare try anything, not when they'd know he'd be right there waiting for them. Was he serious when he said he'd shoot them dead? Only half so. He wasn't scared to use the firearm that he kept at home for protection, and neither was he scared to do what he needed to for the sake of protecting the only bright spot in his life. She didn't deserve this. He knew the hate for him could get damn strong, and who knows who amongst them would be crazy enough to act on those words. He wasn't going to test it and he would clearly set the boundary; don't fuck with him in real life, or you have to deal with him in real life.
It can be said he was not in a good mood as he waited outside the glass skyscraper building for his girl, since the few hours that he tweeted out about the situation public opinion turned more into his favour. Although he still had those that were adamant that he was said bad person, vast majority agreed that the original poster of her information was the biggest asshole. The thread was deleted but he saved all the screenshots and had the username burned into his mind, may god save that asshole's soul should Schlatt ever get his hands on him.
Once he saw her exiting the azure-tinted building he was quick to slip his phone into his pocket and get out of the car, running up to the door to greet her. A sheepish smile graced her lips as she gave him a soft wave, he noticed how she wore his favourite blazer and skirt set and how gorgeous she looked in it, but a more important question left his lips first. "Are you okay?" A worried one captured her features, "yeah I am, you look so stressed out. I'm sorry if I worried you." He shook his head and took hold of the hand that reached up to cup his face, "don't apologize, if anything I should. Being involved with me got you in this." A sympathetic look flashed her features as he walked side-by-side with her, a soft smile growing to her own face.
"Don't beat yourself up about it, I reported it to HR and although it took a while to explain they made sure to notify security about it and I had one guy follow me around when I went out for lunch, he was nice about it too. I had to ask help how to set it so they'd all go to spam but we worked it out eventually. So, please, don't worry too much; I'll be okay I promise." He looked down to see her reassuring smile, he knew she'd worry more over him than her own safety. He knew working himself up was an overreaction, he doubted anything would happen; but should something do he wouldn't ever forgive himself. "So, don't shoot anyone?" His eyebrows shot up at this, "you saw my tweet?" Last time he checked this girl had an issue figuring out how to change her profile picture on instagram.
"Well, other people did. A lot of people caught wind that I was getting death threats so I ended up having to explain who you were and they found your Twitter. Please uh, don't kill anyone on my behalf?" An airy chuckle left him, as he knelt down to kiss her temple, "and leave you behind to go to jail, toots? You're gonna have to try harder than that if you want to get rid of me." Seeing his ease and cheeky grin come about, a sense of relief washed over her. "So then, you wanna go out to–" "no." "Huh, why?"
She separated from him for just a moment so she could get into the passenger's side of the car. "We can go out when this whole thing blows over. Until then I don't want you running out of sight." It may have sounded slightly demanding, but she knew that his anxiety must have been through the roof; overthinking was one of his flaws that they worked through together. It wasn't like it was all that big of a deal, chilling out at the apartment sounded just as nice. "Movie night then?" Her enthusiasm was infectious that he couldn't help but break a smile. "Yes, please."
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businessbois · 2 years
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1:01:42 TommyInnit meets jschlatt for the first time.
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Wilbur: “You know, from the day I met you, you know you— you remember how on the first day we met, you told me how much you loved the Wilbur and Schlatt content and how— you know…”
Tommy: “Yeah?”
Wilbur: “And y—y— And since then, every time, every time you talk to me about the funniest people you met, you always say Schlatt.”
Tommy: “True. Yeah.”
Wilbur: “And that’s— That’s not— I don’t think that’s embarrassing, I think that’s just, you know, that’s good. I like that you have a—
I’d say, you know, uh, there’s a lot of contention derived nowadays in, like, online media and YouTube and stuff that like— You know, It’s just YouTube, isn’t it? It’s just YouTube as a lot of people seem to think. But I think— I think— I think, you know, kids are getting a lot of their heroes from YouTube. And I— I— I don’t know if this is true, but from what I’ve gathered from you, Schlatt is pretty much the closest thing to your hero in terms of YouTube.
And, like, as much as people think that this is some kind of—that this whole event today has been some sort of weird, awkward, like, SMPLive taking away feom the Dream Team server, it really hasn’t been. It really hasn’t been. This was all for you, Tommy, to be honest, wasn’t it? This was— This was to— This is the highlight of your month, probably.”
[Tommy shakes his head in agreement]
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thgelittleggoober · 7 months
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Uhhhh I “animate” Sometimes 🥺
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rqs-arcade · 1 year
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🕹️ ⸻ c!jschlatt & c!quackity / c!pumpkin duo
ft; pink, romantic, soulmate stuff
► 🕹️
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ghommytommytime · 8 months
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GRABS YOU GRABS YOU GRABS YOU /POS
Hai hai could I get a hearttrio (Quackity, Wilbur, jschlatt) stimboard/moodboard if that's okay :0¿? Whichever is easier for u ^^ -⭐💜
RIRGHT AAWYA BOSS MAAN!!!
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finallygaycoldones · 1 year
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THIS is Schlatt to me
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kin-connections · 2 years
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🟥 🔴 🟥 || 🐐 🔴 🐮 || 🟥 🔴 🟥
C!Tommy and C!Schlatt stimboard for anon!
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nschlatt · 7 months
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One of my partners drew me and my twin ^0^
I'm the pink one heheh
Us with the transtwin flag <3
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simpliao · 2 years
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that was the moment he realised ; (irl) schlatt x reader
– part one , – part two , – part three , – part four , – part five , – part six
summary : a weekend getaway vacation, just what the pair needed to get away from busy city lives. in just enjoying the moment, what once was a silly, dismissive thought to the male, now hits him straight in the face. and for once, he's okay with it.
info : fluff, mild swearing, she/her pronouns as well as reader being described as a woman (pretty girl), sappy, like really sappy but i adore it.
a/n : i actually adore fluffy schlatt, i always got the impression that he hides the fact he's the biggest softie out there to pretend to be more macho than he really is. considering i am sadly very much single, having some fluff like this is a comfort to me. so this is kinda just a comfort post where i have them gush about being in love. <3
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The lack of any rustling but that of the leaves of the trees was a different, and almost bizarre thing to wake up to. Almost expecting to suddenly hear the burst of a car horn reminding him of his apartment being right on a busy street; and yet this peace remained. Pure rays of light slipped through the blinds, filling the bedroom with a gentle golden glow. Under his arm, Y/n slept cuddling into his side for warmth; the rented out cottage wasn't exactly the best insulated. With the utmost care, he slinked his arm away from her, mindful to not jostle her awake. Her form wrapped up in a French linen comforter, disheveled sure, but to the New Yorker she was too damn gorgeous for her own good. His eyes lingered before retreating from the room, short steps leading down into the open concept living room and kitchen.
Today was Sunday: the end of the weekend and their last day before they had to go back. It was oddly serene, seeing the living spaces highlighted by morning shine. Just checking the fridge, it was already pre-stocked with bougie shit that he didn't recognise. Even the milk was some kind of unpronounceable brand, acting as if it was above all the other milk brands. The memory of Y/n sometimes buying these kinds of things didn't pass him, a smile grew to his lips as they'd debate if fifteen dollars for specialty cereal was really worth it. That was when she has initially moved in, now he didn't bat an eye when things around their home moved around or suddenly gained new items that he was unsure about.
She slowly changed what was once a stinky bachelor pad into a presentable home, warm and cozy, especially when she made it a point to hang up pictures of the pair and establish a colour scheme for interior designing. Just thinking about it made him homesick, he even started letting her come to the office and change things around just so he could have reminders of her in his space. Although the two started their relationship in private, only really friends and family knowing and teasingly keeping it out of public eye for the sake of privacy. It was ultimately in vain since despite it being Schlatt's wish, he ended up spilling it to his viewers after having her show up in countless streams and endless twitter interactions. (All painfully flirty.)
Considering Y/n was also a public figure, some part jealously irked him when fans would inevitably ship her with other people. Getting it out in the public at least made that mostly die out, his liberal use of nicknames like 'my girl', 'sweetheart', 'doll', and 'pretty girl' even in front of the camera cemented the pair's bond. Considering the two's interactions were thousands of times cuter than her platonic interactions with friends, her fans ate that shit up.
"Good morning." Speaking of which, she groggily came down the stairs with a tired yawn. His shirt dressing her body, and despite what anyone else might've thought; all he saw was a goddess that descended from those steps. “Did I wake you? I was going to get started on breakfast.” Which wouldn’t be anything fancy since Schlatt wasn’t exactly the best cook. “It got so cold without you. I figured if I couldn’t sleep anymore might as well follow the heater downstairs.” She huffed out, fully descending the stairs to approach her boyfriend. Sitting atop one of two barstools of the kitchen’s island. He snuck glances in between of gathering things from out of the fridge. Her features highlighted by early light, easily one of the most angelic things he’s ever seen. Her eyes heavy as she was still in the rices of fully waking up, yet still remaining with a lazy smile as she watched from a short distance. “Take a picture.” She mused, rubbing her eyes slightly whilst teasing the male with one of her devilish smiles. “It’ll last longer.” “Oh shut up.” He dismissed despite holding one of his own.
The scene was serene, Y/n's gaze glued to her boyfriend of close to two years. While he always noticed her far off looks, he never realized it was because she was completely enamoured by him. Always watching over his figure, habitually dressed in basketball shorts and sweatshirts. (Of which she stole constantly, never bothering the brunette considering he adored seeing her wrapped up in his clothing.) Eyes always fixated on his face, whenever the pair were alone she got the privilege of seeing him in his softer side. Grins teasing at times, but commonly genuine and so loving. His intensely dark brown irises so filled with love whenever they met hers, always feeling like when she first fell for him; the butterflies never left. Where could she even begin with his curled caramel brown locks? Her fingers twitched, yearning for the pair to snuggle up and put on a movie; giving her the perfect opportunity to run her hands along his scalp.
In the grand scheme of things, they hadn't been together very long, neither having knowing each other long before completely falling into this state of love. What started as limerence grew to real, seldom true love. In such a simple scene, where the New Yorker had prepared (mostly uncooked) scrambled eggs and (slightly burnt) buttered toast, retiring to a seat beside his lover where the two chatted about whatever came to mind. The pair always having gazes filled with such enamour, adoration like their partner had hung the stars and moon.
"You know, I kind of wish we could stay." Y/n had spoken offhandedly, spooning the yellow mass onto one of her slices of toast. She followed up her comment soon after taking a bite, "I love this cottage... But, I wouldn't mind spending forever anywhere as long as I'm with you." Forever. The word poignant and sticking within his mind, spending forever with her, it was a thought he always briefly had. His insecurities drowned it out, fear of falling out of this kind of honeymoon, fear of her no longer looking at him like he looked at her. He feared that later down the line she wouldn't see him the same, he was scared to commit to her.
And yet, with her affirmation of always wanting to be with him, even if she spoke it in passing with it seemingly escaping her lips and being forgotten soon afterwards, it filled him with some kind of comfort unlike perviously when it'd fill with with anxiety and dread. Rather than worriedly question and wonder about the future, if she was his forever, from this moment on he realised just what kind of bliss that would be. Memories flashed his mind of what they had done this weekend, of what they'd done during the entire duration of their relationship... How it showed no sign of ever slowing down from the past two-ish years of their love. How he wouldn't trade all the money in the world for his darling, his pretty girl.
Just looking at her now, soft smile directed towards him, a kind of beauty he couldn't form into words radiating off her. He could spend forever like this. Mornings of home cooked breakfasts, afternoons working alongside each other and evenings of either going out or staying in. Everything seemed to make him excited, he craved to experience it all, experience it all with her at his side. She was his certainty, she would be it. His number one, his forever.
"Yeah..." He muttered out softly, pushing the mug to his lips to take a sip of bitterly black coffee. "I could spend forever with you too." Just seeing the way her eyes slightly squinted as she smiled made his heart burst, his hand found itself reaching over to brush his thumb over the edges of her lips to rub away crumbs. "You eat like a baby, you know that?" "But I'm your baby." She grinned, letting his hand linger on her cheek as his stare was nothing but overwhelming tenderness. Yeah, she was his. And in that moment he decided that he'd be sure to make it official, more official than just the common titles of boyfriend and girlfriend.
Because, that was the moment he realised... This was the girl he was going to marry.
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ohbabydollie · 2 months
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jschlatt x reader who’s so much more confident through text and so shy irl and when he finally meets u he can’t help but tease u the entire time about how shy u are
😁👍 slightly suggestive
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you guys became mutual friends accidentally, being in a random discord server together talking on a call that lead to a friendship people didn’t expect
he had only known you online, never meeting you in person and painting a picture of you
he thought you were bold and not shy remotely
calling him mid-stream
“hey, if jambo and [redacted] still need a mommy i could volunteer, you can call me mommy too if ya want” you say smiling as he shows the stream your facetime
the chat blew up with ‘she’s a baddie’, ‘schlatt, if u don’t fuck her i will’, ‘she can fix me’, ‘she can make me worse’, etc.
texting him flirtatiously which his chat has caught on multiple occasions whenever he shows them his phone
he has his mods do damage control for the hundredth stream in a row
even just posting photos with flirtatious captions he knows is directed towards him
a picture of you in a sheep themed bikini with a caption of ‘he makes my daddy issues act up’
EVERYONE IS FREAKING OUT
so many angry simps bashing schlatt for ‘stealing’ you
everyone is FLABBERGASTED from how straight forward you’re being, how obvious you are and how you’re so much bolder than before
they couldn’t wait until your meet up with schlatt and a few others to make some summertime content
everyone thought fan service would be amped up
it ends with you shyly looking up at schlatt, a soft “hi” leaving your mouth
ted acts like a dad whose trying to get his kid to tell the waitress what they want
“c’mon n/n, schlatt doesn’t bite” ted says pushing you towards him
“i won’t unless you’re into that” schlatt says flashing you a smile as you go red in the face
any second the both of you are alone he’s on you
“was that all over the phone just big talk?” he asks cornering you
“n-no! your height is just intimidating” you say putting your hands on his chest
“intimidating? huh? i bet it is for a shy little thing like you” he says smiling as you feel yourself blushing
it’s humiliating and embarrassing
schlatt would take any chance he gets to fluster you and flirt
if you run off to get drinks, he’s slapping your ass and calling you a good girl
if you make him something to eat he’s making a joke about eating you out
any chance he gets to make you blush he’s taking it
“this is the second best thing im gonna eat tonight” schlatt says biting down on a burger before looking at you, “you’re the first”
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Anyway on the list of confirmed Tubbo Dads we currently have:
Lee_500 (the OG, the actual father of Tubbo irl)
CaptainSparklez (the GOAT, we stan the Sparklez-Crumb-Tubbo family dynamic in this house)
Chayanne (the eight year old is most certainly a parent in this house, no pls don't call CPS)
Freddie Badlinu (we stan a king that can trick his friend into signing adoption papers in this house)
Philza Minecraft (terrible DSMP parent, I believe he was technically c!Tubbo's dad, but we love him anyhow)
Iskall85 (I know nothing about him, but I Trust in my Tumblr mutuals in assuming that he's a good person)
BONUS
jSchlatt (fanon dad of c!Tubbo. Terrible, terrible character. We don't talk about what happened in '99)
Quackity (mama q, lol. in here for the shits and giggles, he is. um. he's not the most present parent in the qsmp.)
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st4rryfics · 10 months
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Hiiii! Can we please get very possessive cc!dtk with very amused and entertained by their antics, please?
possessive hc’s - SFW
cc!dtk x gn!reader (separately) | cc!jschlatt x gn!reader
a/n: hello anon! thank you for your request i love this idea :] this was harder than i thought bc i imagined them being all v similar so sorry if it was bad. tbh it wouldve been easier if i made it nafw LOL so maybe ill make a dirty version. also sorry for lack of activity. my dad is in town so i’ve been spending a lot of time w him.
dream
he would get possessive over the silliest things
even if someone just looks at you he’s pulling you closer to him by the waist or grabbing your hand
not the biggest fan of excessive pda but will make out with you if it means proving a point to someone else LMAO
there’s something nice about his possessiveness though. it’s cute and shows he really cares and it makes you feel safe
you definitely tease him about it and he would turn red and get defensive
“babe i swear they were looking at you a certain way >:0” dksnkd
george
posts you all over his socials to show you off
sometimes people reply/comment with rude comments like “your partner is hot”
“they’re mine, idiot” imagining him responding in a different way but this is a sfw post LOL
irl though i wouldnt be surprised if he barked yelled at someone and told them to back off for bothering you
he would check on you to make sure you were ok too :’)
he’ll get aggro if he needs to but you can tell he loves you sm
sapnap
the type to give you jewelry with his initials or a chain w a little lock on it 🥰
wearing his clothes too >>>>
glares at people and pulls you closer to him but would also yell at people if they were getting way up in your face or smth
“dude, fuck off they don’t want you”
it’s cute when he gets protective and you love it
holding your hand and kissing you on the temple constantly <333
karl
constantly touching you in some way in public
loves holding hands and rubbing circles with his thumb
less aggro then the others but definitely will complain to you
“i don’t like the way that person looked at you”
you simply just reassure him that you’re 100% his <33
thinking about y’all wearing coordinating outfits 😚🩷
jschlatt
gives people dirty looks if they look at you in a certain way or for too long
would confront them too if they got too bold 😳 honestly he would kill someone for you
like dream, he would also make out with you in public to prove a point
“you got a staring problem, pal?”
no one would try to pick a fight with him LMAO
the type to put his hand on the small of your back and guide you, especially in crowded areas <333
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wasabidottie · 6 months
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nail polish (Jschlatt)
Summery: you convince schlatt to let you paint his nails
A/n: this is purely self indulgent. im literally obsessed with men w/ painted nails. and all the guys i know irl won't let me paint their nails.
Schlatt sat on the couch, his arms crossed and a scowl firmly etched on his face. He had never been one for nail polish, and the very idea of letting someone paint his nails felt like a ridiculous notion. However, he couldn't deny the earnestness in your eyes as you stood before him with a small bottle of nail polish in hand.
"Come on, Jay, just this once," you pleaded, your voice laced with a hint of excitement.
He sighed, reluctantly uncrossing his arms. "Fine, but don't expect me to enjoy this."
You couldn't help but chuckle at his grumpy response. "I promise I'll make it quick and painless."
With a resigned nod, Schlatt extended his hand toward you. You grinned, carefully selecting a shade of deep crimson that you knew would look striking against his skin. As you began to paint his nails, Schlatt couldn't help but squirm and fidget, his initial discomfort evident.
"Stay still," you admonished gently, your concentration unwavering.
He huffed in response but did his best to comply. As the first nail was painted, he glanced down at the vibrant red hue that now adorned it. He had to admit, it looked better than he had expected.
You continued to work in silence, your touch gentle and precise. Schlatt couldn't help but watch your focused expression, the way your eyes sparkled with an intensity that matched the color on his nails.
As you finished the last nail, you held up his hand, admiring your handiwork. "There, all done."
Schlatt examined his newly painted nails, a mix of astonishment and amusement playing on his face. "Well, I'll be damned. It actually looks... kinda good."
You laughed, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips. "See, Schlatt? Sometimes trying something new can be fun."
He grumbled but didn't resist the affectionate gesture. "Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, Toots."
A few days later Schlatt was in the middle of a livestream, his usual brash personality on full display as he ranted about something unimportant. He'd almost forgotten about his painted nails, caught up in the fervor of his monologue, until he glanced down at his hands and saw the crimson polish glinting under the studio lights.
"Oh, son of a bitch," he muttered under his breath, a flash of embarrassment briefly coloring his cheeks.
But Schlatt was no stranger to internet fame, and he certainly didn't tend to give a damn about what other people thought of him. He straightened his posture, his usual brash personality shining through as he leaned into the camera.
"Alright, chat, let's get this shit show started," he announced, ignoring the inevitable flurry of comments about his nails.
The chat was relentless, filled with playful taunts and jokes about his unexpected manicure. Schlatt couldn't help but roll his eyes, his irritation evident, but his signature smirk was tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, you idiots," he grumbled, holding his hands up to the camera. "You think I give a damn about what color my nails are?"
The chat exploded with laughter, and Schlatt couldn't resist a smirk. He might have been a little embarrassed at first, but he wasn't one to back down from a challenge. If anything, he was more than willing to lean into the absurdity of the situation.
With a sly grin, he lifted his middle finger, flashing it at the camera. "There, satisfied?"
The chat once again breaks into an uproar, "Y'know, I'll keep these nails," he declared, a wicked glint in his eye, "just to piss you off."
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