#schlatt hcs

[blushk1tten]

schlatt, who’s secretly married to you. he’s very diligent about making sure his wedding ring is off and hidden whenever he makes content. then, the fuck, marry, kill episode of chuckle sandwich happened, with tucker showing off his wedding ring and ted showing off all of his rings. when ted challenges schlatt to “bling himself up, like a little slut” in the future, schlatt decides it’s finally time. so, the intro to the next episode is schlatt showing up with his wedding ring on and showing it off.

“yeah, i got this ring a while ago. don’t know how much of a slut it makes me, but i’d do anything f’ my partner.”

[darkniters]

jschlatt who whispers to you

twitch dot tv slash jschlatt is online, and you’re well aware due to the loud personality voice schlatt has put on in the other room.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” he yells, the sound echoing throughout the house. you usually check into his streams, but right now your busy figuring out your hours for work and are in no need for distractions.

you look around the living room quickly for a red pen, needing to circle something on the page, but your efforts deem useless. you suddenly remembered schlatt took one into his office with him to do a bit.

you didnt want to find a different red pen because you knew where that one was, so you quietly make your way down the hall before schlatts office.

his fans figured out about you through a lot of bits schlatt would make where he would tag you on twitter or tag any girl he posts on instagram with your username, so you weren’t a private couple, but you still weren’t twitch or youtube public.

you open the door timidly, trying to bring as little attention to yourself as possible. unfortunately for you, the shitty tiktok schlatt was watching just ended, and his spiel afterwards was done.

his head whipped to your direction, and he gave you a grin. you gave him a smile back, and he reached his hand out for you to grab.

you grab ahold of it and make your way behind his chair, head resting on the back of it as your hands snake their ways around his neck.

he speaks briefly to his audience, as he rocks the chair gently from left to right, moving your head along with it. before he looks up at you, eyes full of stars like he’s seen the greatest thing of the entire universe.

“whats wrong?” he whispers, gently. its not a breathy whisper, its just making his voice quieter so the mic can’t pick it up as well (it does still pick it up)

“i know you have a red pen in here and i really need it” you whisper quieter, the mic unable to hear you at all due to you being farther away and also a lot less loud than schlatt.

“oh right yeah,” he reaches to the left of his desk, and grabs the pen. “just be careful its a bit finicky.” he mumbles. his hands reach up to where yours rest around his shoulders, and he gently brings it to his lips, kissing the back of your palm gently.

you smile, take the pen from his grasp, and then peck your head down to kiss the crown of his head, his hair ticking your face. you then break away from him, and thats when you remember he was still live. your face briefly flushes.

schlatt also seemed to have forgotten, as he stares at you grinning as you leave, before he brings his full attention back to the screen. the chat is running like crazy, simply saying your name in all caps and many awws. schlatts cheeks are painted red.

“alright alright chat moment of weakness, lets get a move on.” he continues to stream, but it seems after that encounter; he seemed much happier for the remainder duration of the time live.

[nvmadic]

schlatt just waltzing into the kitchen, slapping your ass with a sharp sting. hand lingering on your waist, his pelvis pressing against your ass. “mm, dinner smells nice, bub.” fingertips digging into your side, eager to have you in his hands. one hand snaking up your loose fitting shirt to cup your breast in his large hand. “can you hurry up so i can fuck you?” softly muttering, his desperation evident in his squeezing. “or, i can pull your shorts to the side and fuck you whilst you’re being a good little housewife, hmm?”

[know-its-for-the-better]

living w schlatt hcs

guys im down so bad this week and with today's p.o. unboxing i fear it only got worse. anyways i just had a bunch of thoughts ab what it would be like to live w schlatt while y'all are dating. so these are my hcs. (also i am like incredibly new to writing original material so lmk if this is any good fr)

-this is not the first or last time this will be said but this man is an ass grabber. as soon as he knows it's something you're okay with? he's doing it. not in public, bc in my head he's not big on PDA, but when you're at home? every time he passes by you it's a grab of the ass and a big cheesy grin and he sometimes even a kiss on the cheek

-again, not the first time anyone has mentioned this, but this man is giant. 6'4. so he's def a big fan of the hug from behind. he likes to tower over you and kiss the top of your head. whether you're cooking, cleaning, looking out the window, or admiring jambo on his cat tree; he will come up and squeeze you into a hug from behind with no warning.

-"toots, come here rq" just to ask for a kiss while he's working or editing. simply as motivation to keep going. he says "it's like a reward" and you happily oblige.

-since he doesn't really stream anymore, he doesn't play a lot of video games, but when he does, he lets you sit in his lap as long as you sit still and don't distract him... (obviously you do sometimes... not your fault you have needs and he looks so cute when he's focused...)

-the drunk chuckle sandwich episode had me thinking about you playing bartender for him and making him different drinks to try since he usually just drinks straight from the bottle. he would say some shit like "i'm ngl i didn't know you could make it taste that good." bc nobody ever really bothered to make him try different cocktails until you

-super domestic dancing in the kitchen to old music. duke ellington and etta james and all different kinds of jazz and old love songs, it doesn't matter bc he is spinning you around and kissing you softly as it plays in the background while he sings to you.

-not to be cringe but he would sooo be into that thing those couples do when the smaller partner says "uppies!" and then the other one picks them up. except it would just be a look you give him and putting your arms out with a grabby motion and he would know.(bc im sorry the thought of saying uppies makes me wanna gag) he would pick you up and carry you around like a koala with your legs wrapped around his torso AND he's happy to do it. but just at home bc like i said he's not really into pda.

-he would so take candid pics of you at golden hour. you'd just be in the living room looking out the window with jambo or {redacted} and admiring the sunset and next thing you know there's a disposable camera or the little girl camera right in your face. he would so say some stupid shit to get you to laugh and then snap the picture. but once he gets one, you force him to hop in the frame while holding the other cat so you can get a cute little family pic while the lighting is good. obviously, you made it your background within the next ten minutes. and he made his background the candid picture of you the second he got the pictures onto his phone.

ok so hi!! i hope these fed you a little im so incredibly new to this whole writing thing but this was a lot of fun for me so if you have any suggestions i think my ask box is open? idk how those work but im sure i can figure it out. thanks for reading i know i yapped quite a bit LMAO

[writingduhh]

Can I ask for a fic where you're in one if those 'all men are assholes' type of mood and you're just going OFF on him about this one prick who did something to piss you off and he's listening because you guys are like 🤞🏻 and then he just kisses you because like he loves you but also he was kind of just wanting you to shut up. (Schlatt btw)

Sincerely, All men are assholes

I. Understand. This. Heavily. YOU GET IT! Also absolutely this idea

Jschlatt || Shut Up And Kiss Me

You storm into the living room, practically vibrating with frustration. Your footsteps echo off the hardwood floor, each one more forceful than the last as you let out a huff of indignation.

"I swear, I don't know what it is with men today, but they are all-without exception-absolute assholes!"

You fling your bag onto the couch, not caring that it slides off and lands in a heap on the floor. Your hands fly up in the air, punctuating your words as you pace back and forth, reliving every infuriating detail. Schlatt, who had been relaxing on the couch with his phone, sits up straighter, immediately sensing that you're in one of those moods. He watches you with that familiar mixture of concern and amusement, his brows raised in silent acknowledgment of the storm that's about to hit. He doesn't interrupt; he knows better. This isn't his first rodeo.

"And this guy--this complete waste of space--has the audacity to talk down to me like I'm some kind of idiot! Like, who does he think he is?" you rant, your voice rising with every word.

"And when I call him out on his crap, he has the nerve to act like it's my fault! As if I'm the one who's overreacting! Unbelievable!"

Schlatt nods, his expression serious, though you can see the faintest hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"What an asshole," he agrees, his voice steady, designed to keep you going. He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he watches you pace.

"Exactly!" you exclaim, spinning around to face him, hands on your hips. "All men are the same! It's like they're programmed to be assholes from birth. I don't get how you put up with half of your species, honestly. I'd go insane if I had to deal with you guys every day.” He chuckles softly, shaking his head as he continues to listen.

"I'm starting to see why," he says, his tone teasing but gentle. You shoot him a look that's meant to be withering, but it's hard to keep the fire burning when he's looking at you like that-like you're the only thing in the world that matters.

"And another thing”, you continue, though the heat in your voice has cooled ever so slightly, "Why do guys think they can just-"

But you don't get to finish vour sentence. Before you can process what's happening, Schlatt is on his feet, closing the distance between you in a few quick strides.

His hands reach up, gently cupping your face, and before you can get another word out, his lips are on yours in a kiss that's both unexpected and completely disarming.

It's soft and firm all at once, the kind of kiss that takes the wind right out of you and leaves you standing there, breathless. wide-eyed.

For a moment, you're too stunned to respond. Your mind races, trying to catch up with what just happened, but then you feel yourself melting into the kiss, your hands instinctively moving to his chest, clutching at the fabric of his shirt as if it's the only thing keeping you grounded.

When he finally pulls back, you're left staring up at him, your heart pounding in your chest. His hands remain on your cheeks, thumbs gently stroking your skin as he looks down at you with that smug, self-satisfied grin you've come to know so well.

"You done now?" he asks, his voice low and teasing, but there's a warmth in his eyes that softens the playful edge of his words.

You blink up at him, your mind still reeling from the kiss, and then you let out a breathless laugh. "You just kissed me to shut me up, didn't you?"

"Maybe," he admits, his grin widening into something that's equal parts mischievous and affectionate.

"But mostly because I couldn't stand another second of hearing you say all men are assholes when I'm standing right here." You roll your eyes, but there's no hiding the smile tugging at your lips.

"Well, you're the exception, obviously," you concede, still a little breathless from the kiss.

"Damn right I am," he says, his voice filled with that familiar confidence that drives you crazy in all the best ways. He pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around your waist as he gazes down at you, his expression softening into something almost tender.

"Now, are you gonna keep yelling, or can I kiss you again?"

You pretend to think it over, your hands sliding up to rest on his shoulders as you look up at him through your lashes.

"I mean, I was kind of in the middle of a rant," you tease, though your tone is light, playful.

He laughs, a deep, rich sound that sends a shiver down your spine.

"Yeah, I noticed," he says, his voice dropping an octave as he leans in closer, his lips brushing against yours in a way that sends your heart racing all over again.

"But I think we both know you'd rather be doing something else."

Before you can respond, he closes the gap between you once more, capturing your lips in another kiss--this one deeper, more insistent. It's the kind of kiss that makes you forget all about the jerk who ruined your day, the kind that reminds you exactly why Schlatt is the exception to every rule. And this time, you don't mind shutting up one bit.

[spookitapes]

jschlatt x reader; exhibition

do not…i repeat, DO NOT tease this man in public. don't be a brat, don't try to be slick, just don't…because if you do he's dragging your ass to wherever he can and fixing that attitude, asap.

─────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────────

schlatt will have you bent over a sink giving you backshots so hard there's gonna be bruises on your hips from ramming into the counter over and over again…and don't even think about covering your mouth or holding back your sounds. he'll have a hand in your hair, yanking your head back towards him so he can get close to your ear. 

"stop holdin back– wanna hear how fuckin pathetic you sound."

by the time your brain stops being fuzzy from the feeling of his facial hair on your neck, he lets go of your hair and there's the sound of his belt being drug thru the loops of his undone pants. when he's got it completely free your arms are being yanked behind you, binding them with the belt so he's got even more control over you. the expensive leather digging into your wrists only fuels the throb between your legs, adding more fog to your brain. he's forcing your back to arch now, slamming into you somehow harder and it's making you spill out all the pretty noises he loves to hear. it adds to his already inflated ego, and your poor pussy pays the price. 

i'm fr warning you bro…mans won't hesitate to pull you out of whatever club your in and press you up against the rough alley wall and have his way. people walk by the alley ?  he's going harder. you complain about the wall being uncomfortable ?  he's pushing you down onto your knees to choke on his cock, hand holding your hair in a makeshift ponytail to control the movements. he's so condescending about it, too…

"if you wanted something down your throat so bad all you had to do was ask, sweet pea." 

schlatt loves when you're bratty at home. he'll play along, fuck with you, fire it back, etc…but he expects you to be his good girl and on your best behavior when you're out with him. nothing less is acceptable.

so blame yourself when you leave your friend's bathroom with shaky legs and fucked up makeup. remember you asked for it when you're putting up groceries with a stinging raw ass and cum dripping down your legs. know there's no one else but yourself to hold accountable when your taking his dick– face smushed to the hood of his car with one hand, and a thumb in your ass with the other. you'll learn your lesson one of these days…and if you don't  ?  schlatt wouldn't mind that too bad, either ;)))

[exactlymaximumgarden]

probably a very niche scenario BUT. thinkin abt schlatt with a partner making their broadway debut!! (mostly gn reader, usage of "attagirl")

you've been interested in theatre, acting, and all that jazz your whole life, and your boyfriend is naturally privy to this

he knows how much you love your hobby

so when you land a role in your first ever broadway production, he's SO hyped for you!!

as soon as you tell him you got the part, he's doing that cackle laugh he always does as he runs to you, picking you up and spinning you around in a bone-crushing hug

"attagirl, baby!"

will gladly run lines/scenes with you if you ask, and will go ALL out with voices to make you feel more comfortable

he won't ever admit it, but when you're off at rehearsals or in another part of the house, he's in his room doing extensive research about the show and your part in it

i'm talking articles, video essays on the history of the show, listening to the soundtrack on spotify

he wants to be just as much in the loop as you are

your leg of the tour opens in new york city, and of course schlatt is front row

he's MESMERIZED by you, cheering the loudest for you after your numbers and during the curtain call

has the most lovesick grin on his face whenever you're onstage

brings you the fattest bouquet of flowers you've ever seen post-show, peppering your face in kisses

"you did amazing, doll. i'm so proud of you, ya know that? so fuckin' proud."

he recognizes that you'll be away for a while during the show's tour, and despite him being insanely happy that you're pursuing your dream, he's not ready for you to be away for so long

ALWAYS begging for pictures or videos of your performances that he can't attend, plus you having to remind him that bootlegging is a crime 😭

this doesn't stop him from asking your mutual friends that attend the tour to sneak some footage for him lol

nightly phone calls or facetimes (he definitely prefers facetimes so he can see that pretty face of yours)

texting you allll the time too

he misses you so bad :(

sends you little care packages periodically!! full of honey lozenges, saline spray, teas, and aloe vera drinks to aid in your vocal health

he's the happiest guy in the world when you finally come home!

although you're slumped in his arms out of sheer exhaustion, nothing beats the feeling of having his lover close to him again

[titishq]

Fratboy!Jschlatt - Headcanons

⤷ pairing: fratboy!jschlatt x gn!reader

contains: swearing , mention of bimbos— , mentions of partying & drinking , angst if you squint , overwhelming toothrotting fluff

summary: headcanons of fratboy!jschlatt falling for you & your relationship!!<3

⋆ jay thinks he’s the biggest and toughest person, but in reality he’s a total softie.

⋆ he hates when he finds himself falling for someone that isn’t a stereotypical ‘bubble headed blonde bimbo’, meaning he’ll actually have to try to get noticed by them. he especially hates when he found himself falling for you.

⋆ you were just some nerd compared to him, you didn’t care for sports, you didn’t show up to parties or games, you were just focused on your studies and graduating college—!

⋆ at first he started annoying you; throwing papers on your desk, bumping into you, knocking your bag over. when he finally got a reaction from you, he was over the moon, even if you essentially told him to ‘fuck off’.

“jesus christ, jonathan! fuck off, you’re so annoying!” you groaned and grabbed the piece of paper he threw at you, looking back at him and tossed it right back. you didn’t understand why he was smiling so much at you.

“thanks, sweetheart.” he smiled and grabbed the paper, un-crubbling it to see the small note he had written for you, one asking you on a date. he couldn’t help but feel a little sad that you didn’t notice, but he knew one day you’d realize what the papers meant.

⋆ the second you started giving him attention, he was using it to his advantage. moving into bright colored sticky notes so they’d pop out on the brown desk, if they stuck to your black bag it was obvious he was messing with you.

⋆ he’ll follow you around the school when he can, making excuses like he’s simply going to class or lunch, but in reality he’s just attempting to admire you.

⋆ be purposely started failing the class you had together so the teacher would force you to help him, causing the two of you to become closer somewhat, but you were still insanely annoyed by him.

⋆ he would act so dumb when you point out an obvious answer, looking at you with big doe eyes in an attempt to get you to just give in and kiss him already; but we all know that’s not gonna happen (yet).

⋆ he starts inviting you to parties, not surprised when you decline his offers at first, but after so many times you give in and show up to a overcrowded frat hour at 12 AM.

“jay, what the hell?” you looked at him with a worried expression, seeing him already downing shots in the kitchen with his friends, who were busy hyping him up. he looked up at you with a soft gaze, approaching you and leaning down to whisper in your ear. “just have fun, toots. let loose a little.”

he had convinced you to have one shot of pure vodka some kid has gotten his hands on, the liquid burned going down, causing you to gag and reach for the nearest soda, which just so happen to be jay’s. you snatched it from his hand, drinking it quickly to get rid of the taste. “god, that was disgusting!” you didn’t even realize he was staring at your lips, thinking about how you technically kissed because your lips touched the same spot of the fan.

⋆ this boy can’t let it go. the sight of you at that party will forever be embedded in his brain. he had managed to get a picture of you with a wide smile on your face, his arm around your waist, and his lips making contact with your temple. which that picture was now his lock screen.

⋆ the first time you caught a glimpse of the picture, your face became red. he tried to ignore it, but simply couldn’t, finally giving in to ask you on a date.

⋆ he went on a whole rant about how much he liked you and how pretty he thought you were, his own face becoming flush as he waited for you to say something—anything!

⋆ of course when you said you felt the same, he practically lost his mind! this beautiful person he had been crushing on for months, liked him back?? it was unbelievable!

⋆ he was a little afraid to tell him frat bros at first, but was happy when they were cool with it, and even let him invite you over occasionally.

⋆ you had grown lowkey close with his best friend, ted, the two of you ganging up on jay occasionally and making fun of him.

⋆ for anniversaries he begs ted to help him set up stuff for you, it’s small at first, but as the numbers and amount of time get bigger, the more insane the date was!

“jay, where are you?” you called out into the empty frat house, furrowing your brows at the fact the lights weren’t on and most people were probably asleep, forcing you to use your phone flashlight to not wake anyone. you made your way to his room, slowly creaking the door open, being greeted by the entire frat house shooting confetti poppers at you and screaming their heads off.

“jesus! what are you guys doing?” you pushed the confetti out of your face, looking up to see jay holding up a bouquet and a poster reading out ‘happy 1 year!’. you could feel the blush rising to your face, smiling widely and rushed into his arms, earning a kiss on the head and him mumbling against your hair. “i love you, sweetheart.”

⋆ by the time you two graduated together, everyone was fully convinced you were gonna get married. even professors knew you two were dating, some purposely seating you two far apart so you wouldn’t be all up on one another— even though you weren’t.

⋆ he had bought you a necklace for graduation, one that matched a ring he wore on his ring finger. the entire time he was waiting for your name to be announced, a wide smile on his lips as he finally heard it, probably being the loudest to clap and cheer.

⋆ after your friends all met up with each other, you tucked under his arm and his hand rubbing your side. he occasionally placed a kiss on your forehead, mumbling against your skin about how he was so proud of you and how much he loved you.

⋆ of course— you moved in with each other, living in the same apartment complex as some of his buddies, where all of you would often meet up and hold small parties, just like the ones in college.

tags: @teddysboy , @riverwritez , @asterjaxx , @luv4luci

[pequins]

i compiled a schlatt playlist from his public playlists ! they fit him so well, food for us delulu schlatt lovers <3

[pray4saint]

My friend, do you think you could write something for dteam and chucky sammy about if they were having to sleep on the couch or something after an argument?

in the doghouse

masterlist & descrip. tv-ma. 15+. arguments. established relationships. bf!ted, bf!charlie, bf!schlatt. suggestive endings for ted & charlie, fluffy ending with schlatt.

started july 29th, finished sept 5th.

a/n. i'm writing dteam and chuckle sammy separately so here's chuckle sammy, tags: @st4rrybear & @slxtmeri

a/n 2. took like, a month off from writing this but here it FINALLY IS / as i'm finishing this, all of these feel a little out of character, esp schlatt's bc it was rushed but WHATEVER, lmk what you think

ted nivison

you don't even tell him anything, you just bring out a pillow and a blanket to the living room

your boyfriend laughs, ”are you serious?” you nod, ”as a fuckin' heart attack.” your arms remain crossed while you turn to storm off to the bedroom. he looks at your fleeting figure almost questioningly, like it still confuses him. at least until you slam the door behind you, then it becomes so much more real.

unfortunately for ted, he knew he couldn't sleep without you in his arms, or at the very least by his side. after a moment of thought and going back and forth over if it was really worth it to upset you again, he made his way down the hall and pushed the door open without a second thought. his eyes are trained on the floor when he first speaks, ”y/n, angel, honey–” and then he gets choked up, his gaze moving up to you, bare-chested. ”ted i told you to sleep on the couch!” you cross your arms over your chest and ted shakes his head, stepping closer to you. ”you know i can't do that.” he doesn't stop, his steps only getting closer. his arms find their way to yours, and his eyes train themselves on yours. ”teddy, go.” you pull one hand away and point behind him at the door. ”i can't do that either.”

you sigh, trying to keep your angered tone. ”and why is that?”

”because i'm not used to sleeping without you.” he puts on his best dramatics with his next words. ”if you send me back out there, my love, i'll just wait for you to fall asleep and find my way back in here to sleep with you anyways.” you try so hard to bite back the smile that wants so badly to peek out and say hi to him.

with matched dramatics, you let out another sigh. ”fine, but you're gonna have to make it up to me, you know that right?” you look up at him, smile tugging at your lips, and he pulls your chest flush against his chest. he leans down, voice barely a whisper in your ear. ”can i start now?” you nod breathlessly, and ted's lips attach to your neck. ”your wish is my command angel.” oh.

charlie slimecicle

'you know what charlie? you can sleep on the couch tonight.'

he yells back at you. ”but baby, i'm sorry!” you suck air in through your teeth, shaking your head at him. ”it's too late now charlie, now i'm going to bed, i suggest you get some rest.”

charlie waits for you to get back to the bedroom, genuinely debating with himself if he should just sleep on the couch and give you space or go on and beg for forgiveness. ultimately, charlie decided he'd try to sleep on the couch, alone, without you. the thought of it alone sent shivers down his spine and chills up his arms.

your boyfriend tossed and turned on the couch, trying to get comfortable, but he just couldn't. not without you. he sat up, groggy. then his head whipped around at the sound of your footsteps padding down the hallway. the flick of a light switch and the buzz of the lightbulb turned on revealed your figure, sloppily walking in, trying not to wake up too much. but it was too late for charlie, now he was invested in getting back in bed next to you.

he trotted his way back into the bedroom, trying to think of any and every possible solution to make you forgive him.

”y/n?” you jump back when you hear his voice combined with the feeling of his hands on your hips, pulling you closer. ”charlie what the fuck? you scared me.” his shoulders slump down, oops. ”i need you to forgive me. please? i'm sorry.” your eyes adjusted to the darkness quickly and when they did, you could see charlie sat on the bed, legs crossed, hands reached out to thumb circles into your sides, eyes trained on your face even in the dark.

”baby–” you place your hands on his shoulders and he lets out a deep breath. in all honesty, you'd forgotten your anger at him an hour ago, but you still knew he was like soft clay in your hands and under your gaze. ”i can forgive you, no problem, but..” his eyes brightened up and you could feel how his hands tensed against your hips. ”i need to know how you're gonna make it up to me.” your hands flip up so it's just your fingertips dancing along his shoulders. your tone is laced with faux patronisation but he doesn't pick up on it. his hands squeeze at your sides before moving around the front of the waistband of your underwear. ”maybe..” you pull the edge of your bottom lip under your upper teeth with a smile. ”that could work.”

jschlatt

'you can sleep your ass on the couch tonight.'

schlatt tilts his head at you with this condescending look. ”drop the attitude.” at his statement, you return to your argument, getting in his face about it. he tries to bite back the amused smile tugging at his lips at how upset you are before he reaches for your arm, holding you still. ”did'ya not hear me doll?” he pauses for a second, looking down at you. ”drop the fuckin' attitude.”

you have to fight the urge to laugh. ”yeah, no. i recognise that tone, you're not domming your way out of this one.” even though you said it, you weren't a hundred percent sure if you meant it, but still, you held your ground. your boyfriend groans, and his tone of voice changes. ”baby are you serious?” he's almost pleading, and it surprised you how quickly his attitude went from trying to fuck his way out of trouble to being seemingly on the verge of tears. you nod at the taller man, ”yeah. i'll bring you a pillow and a blanket.” you tell him, shaking your arm out of his hard grip before rubbing gently over the spot on your arm.

”but.. no. no no no.” he's calmer now, but still upset. he follows you all the way back to your bedroom. ”i'm sorry baby.” he says almost sheepishly and for a moment, you consider just letting it go, after all; you knew he didn't realise how important the argument was to you. but you had to hold your ground, it'd been a mistake you'd made in past relationships. ”sorry for what j?” you ask, turning around in the doorway to face him – or more accurately, look up at him. despite how much bigger he was than you, you and him both knew that you were in charge here, and despite how difficult it was to get it out, he apologised, again.

”see, now was that so hard?” you ask, a smile spreading across your face as your hands reach up to hold his cheeks. he scoffs and fights the urge to roll his eyes. ”n-no.” you pull his face closer to yours and press a small kiss to his lips. ”you can come to bed later, alright?” he perks up and moves his arms around you, nodding with a wide grin. by later, you meant when he was actually ready to go to bed because you know streamers (no matter how rare they stream), basically nocturnal. ”i love you sweetheart.”

pray4saint© do not copy, translate or repost my work without my express permission.

[blushk1tten]

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."

[darkniters]

jschlatt who likes to kiss

in moments of true serenity, in the wee hours of the day, schlatt often times finds himself peppering your face with small, gentle kisses.

anywhere and everywhere where he can slot his lips, they’re there. on your forehead, the apple of your cheeks where he can see them get red under where his lips grazed. he kissed the bridge of your nose, from between the eyebrows to the very tip of your sniffer. he finds the corner of your mouth, not going you the satisfaction of kissing it directly, but pecking at the edge of your lips.

he finds your jawline, dont assume thats safe from him either. and then his escapade lowers down the core of your neck, before he trails his head to the side and nips and tickles your neck.

you love when he does this, as not only does it show the affection that he builds up, but its the fact that its so unfiltered him, showing off love that you wouldnt want demonstrated by anyone else.

your favorite thing is when he lulls his journey, and when you can just feel his facial hair tickling your face in regards to where he stopped. he doesnt stop often while hes doing this, but when he finds himself whispering proclamations of love, it seems he forgets how to multitask.

in a more intimate setting, he finds his tongue bullying its way into your mouth.

he skips the foreplay, not using any time to soften your face, simply crashing his lips into yours and separating his lips to have his tongue peek out, in an attempt to get your mouth to open up.

theres not many times you dont let him in, allowing him to explore and dominate the inside of your mouth. both of your eyes are drifted closed, not being able to see eachothers next move but feeling it inside the crevasse of your mouth.

when you break away due to the importance of oxygen, your faces are dyed red, both your eyes are glossy but have a hint of a new feeling hidden inside of them, and a thick, durable string of saliva holds your lips together, like tape that doesn’t separate the lovers.

[nvmadic]

put a finger down if you want a broad, cuddly man with mutton chops to let you lay on him. your head cradled in the nook of his chest, his fingers daintily grazing along your scalp as you drift off into sleep. wearing his hoodie as your own whilst he whispers you sweet nothings. “you’re so pretty layin’ there all peacefully like that.” his voice low, gravelly but affectionate.

[know-its-for-the-better]

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

-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)

[writingduhh]

listen im lowkey obsessed w the idea of schlatt x reader who doesnt stream or anything but is a guest on chuckle sandwich

Ok I LOVE THIS! My mind immediately went to when Charlie was still on the pod so hope that’s ok! (You can just pretend it’s tucker for all the tucker lovers)

Also, this is Fem reader!

Jschlatt || Podcast Cameo

You’ve always been a little outside the world of streaming and content creation. While your boyfriend, Schlatt, was making waves online, you preferred to stay in the background, supporting him quietly. You loved the privacy, the comfort of your normal life, and the knowledge that while he entertained millions, he came home to you.

But one day, that quiet routine was interrupted when Schlatt casually mentioned, “Hey, how would you feel about being on Chuckle Sandwich?”

You looked up from your book, eyebrows shooting up in surprise. “Me? On the podcast? Schlatt, I don’t even use social media. No one knows me. What would I even talk about?”

He grinned, leaning against the doorframe with that mischievous look you knew all too well. “That’s the point. You’re not like anyone else we’ve had on, and I think it’d be fun. Plus, it’s a chance for the world to see why I’m so obsessed with you.”

You rolled your eyes, your heart fluttering despite yourself. “Obsessed, huh? You’re laying it on thick today.”

“Can’t help it,” he shrugged, walking over to sit you, pulling you into his arms. “I just think you’d be great. Besides, you already know and like the guys. They’ll make it easy on you.”

You hesitated for a moment, then sighed, resting your head on his chest. “I don’t know, Schlatt. I’m not used to being in the spotlight like you are.”

He tilted your chin up, his gaze softening as he looked into your eyes. “You’ll be fine. I’ll be right there with you the whole time. And if you don’t like it, we never have to do it again. But I really think you’ll surprise yourself.”

With his arms around you and that earnest look in his eyes, it was hard to say no. “Alright, fine. I’ll do it. But only because you asked.”

“Good choice,” he murmured, leaning down to press a slow, lingering kiss to your lips. “I can’t wait to show you off.”

The day of the recording arrived faster than you expected. You felt a mix of nerves and excitement as you walked into the recording studio with Schlatt by your side. Charlie and Ted greeted you warmly, as they always did, immediately making you feel at ease. They were as goofy and charming in person as they were on camera, and it wasn’t long before you were laughing along with them.

“So, what made you decide to put up with Schlatt here?” Charlie teased, leaning back in his chair as the recording began.

You shot Schlatt a playful glance, “Honestly? I think it’s his weird mix of sarcasm and sweetness. It keeps me on my toes.”

Schlatt grinned, resting his hand on your thigh under the table.

Ted jumped in, his voice full of curiosity. “So, how do you handle the whole ‘dating a youtuber’ thing? It’s gotta be pretty different from a regular relationship.”

You thought about it for a moment, feeling Schlatt’s thumb gently stroking your leg. “It is different, but it’s also kind of nice. I love that he has something he’s passionate about, and it makes the time we spend together even more special. Plus, I get to see a side of him that the audience doesn’t. A side that’s softer, sweeter… maybe even a little bit shy.”

Schlatt laughed, his hand giving your leg a light squeeze. “ Me!? Come on, you’re making me sound soft.”

You turned to him, your eyes sparkling with affection. “You are soft, sometimes. Especially when we’re alone.”

The guys erupted in playful jeers and teasing comments, but Schlatt just leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. “Keep talking like that, and I might just have to show you how rough I can be.”

Your breath hitched slightly, your cheeks flushing at his words. You shot him a look that was both amused and flustered, and he chuckled lowly, clearly enjoying your reaction.

The conversation continued, flowing effortlessly from topic to topic, with Charlie and Ted keeping the mood light and fun. They asked you questions about how you and Schlatt met, your life as someone without social media, and what it was like dating someone with such a large online presence. You answered honestly, with Schlatt chiming in every so often with a sarcastic quip or a teasing remark that had you all laughing.

At one point, the conversation turned to pet peeves, and you couldn’t resist poking fun at Schlatt. “He leaves his clothes everywhere. I swear, it’s like a trail of evidence from the front door to wherever he is.”

Schlatt groaned, but there was a playful look in his eyes. “And you’re perfect, huh?”

You shrugged, giving him an innocent smile. “Pretty much.”

The banter flowed naturally, and before you knew it, the recording was wrapping up. Ted turned to you with a grin. “You did great. You’re super entertaining. Ever thought about starting your own channel?”

You shook your head, laughing. “Oh, no. I think I’ll leave that to you guys. I’m happy just being the supportive girlfriend.”

Schlatt wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close. “And I’m more than happy to keep you all to myself.”

As the recording ended and the mics were turned off, you felt a wave of relief mixed with a sense of accomplishment. You’d done it. You’d stepped out of your comfort zone and had actually enjoyed yourself.

Charlie and Ted both gave you hugs, thanking you for being a guest. “You’ve got to come back sometime,” Charlie said with a wink. “We’ll make a regular out of you.”

“We’ll see,” you replied, smiling. “Maybe I’ll make a cameo every now and then.”

As you and Schlatt left the studio, he slipped his hand into yours, giving it a gentle squeeze. “See? Told you you’d be great.”

You leaned into him, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. “You were right. I actually had fun.”

“I’m glad,” he murmured, his voice softer now that you were alone. “And just so you know, I wasn’t kidding when I said I wanted to show you off. I love that you’re mine, and I wanted everyone to see how amazing you are.”

Your heart swelled at his words, and you stopped walking, turning to face him. “You know, for someone who tries to act tough all the time, you can be really sweet.”

Schlatt grinned, his hands finding your waist and pulling you closer. “Only for you. Don’t go spreading that around.”

You laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck as he leaned in, his lips touching yours. “Your secret’s safe with me.”

[rabbitsrams]

Stupid sweet domestic schlatt hcs NOW! 😤

please 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

YES this is my fav thing ever🥺🥺i'm gonna make a little spin on it by adding y'all living together for the first time!!!

♡ moving into an apartment together

♡ this is yours and his first time living with a partner and it's a bit nerve-wracking but also very exciting!

♡ schlatt was the one who asked you to move in with him but you also were thinking about possibly living with him

♡ you have been together for about a year and a half at this point

♡ decorating the house with things from yours and schlatt's previous places

♡ it's a nice little blend of both you and schlatt <3

♡ you guys have a whole shelf filled with little knick-knacks, books, albums and more of yours and of schlatts! it's in the living room by the tv <3

♡ the cats and any pet(s) you may have all have their own little areas with food, toys, trees, etc.

♡ your bedroom has the two little bedside things for you and schlatt, chock full of your essentials

♡ the bathroom has your respective toothbrushes, toothpastes, face wash, etc. on either side of the sink

♡ can you tell i've played unpacking

♡ doing chores together/dividing the work

♡ putting on music as you clean/cook/etc. and dancing like absolute dorks

♡ also cooking for each other and together!! so you don't order from delivery apps all the time lol

♡ okay this is gonna make me sound like a dork but... i would LOVE to go grocery shopping w/ schlatt.

♡ like idk, buying shit you both need together, unloading the car then putting everything away together? i need😭

♡ also doing your morning routines together or it overlapping!!!!!!

♡ you and schlatt making sure you have everything you need + also you eat before going to work/going out for the day

♡ you have a shared office where one side schlatt records/streams/edits/etc. while the other side you do work for your job

♡ the pets have their own little trees/areas where they chill if they want to keep you guys company

♡ you coming into the office while schlatt's working to bring him food if he hasn't eaten

♡ his twitch chat LOVES you.

♡ they love when you come in to say hi or bring him smthn and beg him to bring you onto the stream

♡ on occasion you do come on stream or during recordings and he loves it bc he loves showing you off

♡ but you try to keep it to a minimum since you want more privacy lol

♡ making a couple of vlogs on the schlagg channel of some domestic stuff (cooking a new recipe, setup tour ft. your desk, etc.)

♡ you becoming his cameraperson for those vlogs when he goes out

if yall want a part 2 please lmk i will write 100 of these i love them sm