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croworro · 19 days ago

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Can you write a short schlatt fic in which the fem!reader confesses her feelings to him on stream or on the SDP -- but totally on accident? And of course he returns her feelings (either on off camera. You choose) Thanks boo!

Accidental Confessions

Pairing: Jschlatt x fem!reader

Word count: 1k

Warnings: none really

Summary: During a chaotic Phasmophobia stream, Schlatt’s relentless flirting leaves you flustered and questioning what’s real.

A/N: hope this is everything you were hoping for!! I’m actually so happy with how this turned out hehe

Your streaming sessions with Jschlatt had become a highlight of your week, and apparently, a highlight for thousands of viewers. What started as a one-off collaboration turned into a weekly tradition that fans clamored for. Schlatt’s relentless teasing, sharp wit, and surprisingly endearing moments always made for entertaining streams.

Tonight’s game was Phasmophobia, you reluctantly agreed to play after weeks of Schlatt goading you on Twitter.

“You ready to cry on stream?” Schlatt’s voice came through your headset as you joined the Discord call.

“More like ready to carry you,” you shot back, smirking as you adjusted your mic.

“Carry me?” Schlatt barked out a laugh. “Sweetheart, you couldn’t carry a flashlight without tripping over yourself.”

“Bold words from someone who hides in the van at the first sign of danger,” you retorted, rolling your eyes.

Out of the corner of your eye you could see that chat was already in chaos:

[Chat]:

• “Here we go again with the bickering couple.”

• “Schlatt’s flirting is so painfully obvious, omg.”

• “They’re gonna kill each other before the ghost does.”

The game loaded, and Schlatt’s teasing began almost immediately.

“Alright, chat,” he said, his tone smug. “Place your bets: How long before Y/N panics and accidentally gets me killed?”

“First of all, I don’t panic,” you said, grabbing the ghost detector. “Second, if you die, it’s probably because you’re too busy flirting with the chat to pay attention.”

“Oh, sweetheart, if I was flirting, you’d know it,” Schlatt said, his voice dropping into a playful drawl that sent an involuntary shiver down your spine.

Your face heated, but you forced a laugh. “Good thing I don’t have to worry about that, then.”

“Sure, keep telling yourself that,” he replied, his smirk practically audible.

You busied yourself with the game, trying to ignore the way his voice lingered in your mind. The two of you explored the haunted house, with Schlatt cracking jokes and occasionally pretending to be scared just to make you jump.

“Y/N, the ghost’s name is Lisa. Think you can charm her into leaving us alone?” Schlatt asked as you stepped into the darkened kitchen.

“Why me?”

“Because you’re the one who keeps telling me I’m bad with women,” he said, grinning. “Let’s see you do better.”

“Fine,” you said, playing along. “Lisa, you’re a beautiful, independent ghost who doesn’t need to haunt this house anymore. Go find some peace, girl.”

Schlatt laughed so hard he almost dropped his flashlight. “Unbelievable. Chat, clip that. I need to save it for when Y/N tries to say she’s the serious one here.”

[Chat]:

• “I CAN’T WITH THESE TWO.”

• “Lisa’s shaking right now.”

• “Schlatt’s laugh gives me life.”

The game progressed, with Schlatt alternating between teasing you and pretending to be scared. When the ghost appeared out of nowhere, he let out a yell and ran, leaving you alone in the dark.

“Schlatt, you coward!” you screamed, clicking you keyboard keys frantically and fumbling for a hiding spot.

“Every man for himself!” he shouted from the safety of the van.

When the ghost finally disappeared, you stormed out of the house and into the van, glaring at Schlatt’s character.

“You are the worst teammate,” you said.

“And yet, you keep coming back,” he replied, his grin evident in his tone.

You groaned, but you couldn’t hide the small smile tugging at your lips.

“Don’t act like you don’t love it, sweetheart,” he added, his voice softer now.

Your heart skipped a beat, but you ignored it, focusing back on the game.

By the time the ghost finally killed Schlatt, you were too frustrated to even pretend to feel bad.

“Maybe if you didn’t spend half the game messing around, you wouldn’t keep dying,” you said, your voice sharper than intended.

“Aw, is that your way of saying you care about me?” Schlatt asked, his tone teasing but his words making your stomach flip.

“Of course I care about you, but I care more about winning,” you said quickly, not even thinking about what you had said.

“What was that?” he asked, his tone shifting slightly. Your eyes widened quickly when you realized what you had said.

“Nothing,” you said quickly, feeling heat creep up your neck.

“Nah, nah, you said something,” he pressed. “Come on, don’t leave me hanging, sweetheart.”

The chat went wild:

[Chat]:

• “WAIT WHAT DID SHE SAY???”

• “CONFESS CONFESS CONFESS.”

• “Schlatt, stop bullying her, omg.”

You groaned, ending the game and pulling up your stream controls. “Alright, chat, that’s it for tonight. Goodnight, everyone.”

The protests from viewers were immediate, but you ignored them, ending the stream and ripping off your headset. Your phone buzzed almost immediately.

Schlatt: Call me.

You stared at the message, debating whether to respond. Finally, you sighed and hit the call button.

“Bit of an abrupt ending, don’t you think?” Schlatt said as soon as he picked up, his tone light but probing.

“You didn’t give me much of a choice,” you replied, crossing your arms.

“Alright, fair,” he admitted. “But seriously, what’s was that about?”

You hesitated, your heart pounding. Schlatt’s teasing was usually easy to brush off, but tonight felt different—more personal.

“It’s just… I don’t know. Sometimes it feels like you’re not joking, and I don’t know how to handle that.”

“What if I’m not joking?” he asked, his voice quieter now.

Your breath caught, your pulse racing. “Don’t mess with me, Schlatt.”

“I’m not,” he said firmly. “Y/N, I’m not joking. I flirt with you because I like you. Hell, everyone in chat sees it. I thought you did too.”

You swallowed hard, trying to process his words. “I didn’t want to assume,” you admitted.

“Well, you don’t have to,” he said, his tone softening. “I like you, sweetheart. I have for a while.”

A nervous laugh escaped you. “You sure know how to make a confession dramatic.”

“It’s what I do,” he replied, and you could hear the smile in his voice. “So… what do you say?”

“I think we should play another game,” you said, a smile spreading across your face.

“Another game?” he repeated, sounding surprised.

“Yeah,” you said. “But this time, you’re not leaving me to die.”

Schlatt laughed, his usual confidence returning. “Deal. But if you keep calling me a coward, I might have to change my mind about liking you.”

“Too late,” you teased. “You’re stuck with me now.”

“Good,” he said, his voice warm. “That’s exactly where I want to be.”

#jschlatt x reader #jschlatt is hot #jschlatt x reader smut #jschlatt #jschlatt smut #jschlatt x y/n #jschlatt x you

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croworro · 19 days ago

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OKAY MOMMY IS ACTUALLY LOCKING IN NOW I PROMSIE 😭

I’m ripping the penjamin and getting to the requests 🫡

#charlie slimesicle x reader #jschlatt x reader #ted nivison x reader #jschlatt is hot #jschlatt x reader smut #charlie slimecicle #jschlatt #ted nivison #i love chuckle sandwich #charlie slimecicle smut

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croworro · 22 days ago

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Mornninggg!! Don’t worry cuties I’m getting to requests I promise! Me and my partner are in the process of moving right now which is terribly chaotic 😵‍💫

Here’s some pics to bless your feed this fine morning! (I miss his long hair 😭)

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croworro · 22 days ago

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PLEASE MORE SMOKE SESH SMUTTTTTT imagine pink shotgunning a joint with you. Like you teasingly ask if he’s ever shotgunned a joint before and he’s like yeah once or twice, and reader is like oh! Wow 😳 and he’s like why you wanna try 😏 and he holds her chin while he does it!!!!! Oh my lord anywayyyy, I’m getting carried away

Smoke Sesh Pt. 2

Pairing: Randall ‘Pink’ Floyd x FemReader

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, p in v, heavy flirting, dirty talk, no use of condom, drug use, mentions of hickeys, relationship talk, fluff

Summary: Finding yourself in Pinks garage again, sadly not alone this time, he still finds a way to tease you until suddenly it becomes too much. A desperation slowly killing you both.

word count: 2.8k

Masterlist

Part 1 ←

Ever since that night you had become a little more shameless when it came to the way you looked at Pink. If everyone wasn’t so oblivious they’d see the desire written all over your face, eyes cast over his form, lips trying to remember the taste of him. The bad part was it had proven difficult to find that kind of alone time with Pink again. If it wasn’t Slater it was Kevin, or Wooderson, probably Don, even Benny, and whoever else felt the need to get in your way. It was driving you nuts and you were desperate for a taste of him again. Anything at this point.

That’s why even though only a mere foot in front of you sits Pink with a hazy smile and eyes glued to your body, you can’t do a damn thing about it. It’s hard to keep your eyes from traveling down his chest and eyeing the bulge in his jeans. You’re in a tight circle in Pink’s garage, Kevin, Slater, and Michelle all coughing through the sheet of smoke. If only they knew what you had done to Pink a mere week ago in this very spot. You’re reminded of it every time Pink’s eyes catch your own and passes you the joint in his hand.

“Ooh I got one, I’ve never made my own G-station” Kevin states, leaning back in his chair as an arm wraps around Michelle. The group of you were trying to come up with things you hadn’t yet done when it came to weed before. With this group that was a hard thing to do.

“Well I’ve never greened out” Michelle says and the rest of you laugh, Slater’s turning into a heavy cough. Michelle had been greened out permanently since the 9th grade but none of you were daring enough to actually point that out.

“Okay, I tap out man. I don’t think there’s anything I haven’t done” Slater says after his cough dies, having tried to come up with something for the past hour. Unsurprisingly he had said yes to every thing you all had asked him. A weed connoisseur apparently.

“What about you doll?” Pink asks, motioning his hand as you pass back the joint, knee bumping his own from where you sit. The group circle a little too tight.

“Um I don’t know. I guess I’ve never shotgunned before” you shrug like it’s nothing, you hadn’t done as much when it came to weed but after the last year it had been easy to keep up. What you don’t expect is the shocked faces from everyone around you.

“You’ve never?” Pink asks, gulping lightly and you’re confused why there is a sudden shock. Why his gaze suddenly darkens even more when he looks at you.

“No. I mean I’ve always just taken the drag myself or was never presented the opportunity. What’s the big deal, I smoke with you guys all the time and you never do” you answer uneasily, feeling a bit put on the spot. What was the big deal anyway?

“I don’t know, just seems crazy to me that no one’s asked you before” Pink says with the shake of his head, hair falling on his forehead, the trim he got earlier this week saving it from falling in his eyes.

“Well what about you? Have you ever shotgunned before?” you ask with the cross of your arms, a little annoyed by how much they seemed to be judging you over something this silly.

“Yeah, a few times actually” and your shoulders fall, not having expected the answer and suddenly feeling a little embarrassed you haven’t. It didn’t help your stomach was now swirling with jealousy over how many people he had shotgunned with before.

“Oh, wow. Okay I guess it really is just me” your eyes can’t meet his now, a little ashamed and also afraid to show the jealousy that could possibly be painting your face.

“Do you want to try?” Pink asks after a moment, seeing all your friends watch the interaction with anticipation. Your eyes widen, surprise taking over as you look at him. He wears his soft Pink smile, no teasing or judging glare coming your way. It was just genuine him, happy to check this off your list.

“You sure?” you ask uneasily but he doesn’t even answer, instead closing those perfect lips around the end of the joint, drawing in a heavy drag as he maintains eye contact with you.

As of right now, nobody else in this room exists. You just sit there frozen and watch the handsome boy in front of you, the very one you’d been dying for a taste of all week. When he moves the joint out of the way his eyes lock on yours again, free hand grasping your chin and drawing a gasp from your lips. He moves you close, lips practically ghosting over yours, a near kiss and what you had been waiting for all week. Your whole body is buzzing as his eyes gaze down at your mouth, grip firm on your chin, and it reminds you of the hold he had on your waist not that long ago.

Eyes locked on each other, he slowly blows the smoke into your mouth, barely any seeping out the sides with his lips sealed against your own. Heat pools in the bottom of your stomach, knees pushing together, and you know Pink notices by the way he smirks against your mouth. When he’s finished you’re dizzy, from him or the weed, you’re not sure. What you do realize as you inhale the heavy cloud is that there are still people around you. Kevin is the first to clap his hands and you realize you gave your friends quite the show. Good thing they were probably too high to notice the need pulling at you both.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about” Slater says with a heavy nod, long hair bouncing against his shoulders as Pink passes along the joint. He wears a wide smirk, trying to pretend that he isn’t hiding a hard on underneath those tight jeans. If your need wasn’t desperate before, it definitely was now.

“Sure looks like something you’ve done before” Kevin points out but you’re still a little lost in the weed and the mere taste of Pink. Frozen in place and unsure of what to do with yourself.

“No that was definitely her first” Pink confirms and you don’t have the brain process to even question what that means. Instead you watch him wear that cocky smile and lean back into the couch, knees nudging against your own.

You’re sat there for nearly two hours before they all decide to leave. You’ve barely said anything since Pink’s lips had touched your own, barely managing a goodbye as each of your friends left. You only become aware when the garage door shuts and it’s finally just you two. Pink sits with a grin, legs man spread before you, just waiting to see what your next move could possibly be.

“That wasn’t fair” you tell him and he gives a curious glance, desperate for you just as much as you are for him.

“What wasn’t?” he asks as if him offering to shotgun with you wasn’t some evil scheme to get under your skin. You had been burning for him for so long and to tease you like that was torture.

“Shotgunning with me. I’ve been dying to kiss you all week you tease” and the admission brings the first genuine smile to Pink’s face.

“Why haven’t you then, you can kiss me whenever you like” he tells you and you roll your eyes because he knows that isn’t the case.

“And tell our friends what, that after years of friendship we finally discovered how much we like to fuck?” your words are blunt but Pink takes it with stride, not letting it phase him.

“First of all I don’t care what they think, second of all I care about you too much to just fuck. There’s real feelings here and I hate that I’m just noticing them now” the honesty makes you blush, unable to form a response, yet Pink doesn’t need one. Instead he reaches for you, lifting you from the chair and guiding you to straddle his lap. You follow the motions with ease until you’re settled right above him, hands digging into your waist. Your whole body feels on fire.

“I’ve had a thing for you since middle school” you admit in a quiet whisper, the blush deepening on your cheeks. Yet Pink is over the moon to hear this, a hand leaving your hip and sliding behind your neck.

“Does that mean you’ll finally kiss me now?” and you answer by leaning into his touch until your mouth is lined up against his. This was what you had wanted, what you had been aching for, so when he draws you in like a breath of fresh air you melt in his arms. His lips are soft but firm and desperate to get a taste of you. You have to hold his shoulders to balance yourself as he kisses you like his life depends on it. When you open your mouth his tongue tangles against your own, curling against it softly, and if you weren’t wet before you definitely were now.

His fingers slowly slid under the fabric of your shorts and your body feels like the lit embers inside the very joint he shotgunned you. He was the best drug you ever had and you were certain you could never get enough. So you kiss him deeper and harder, unable to stop the roll of your hips against his own. He’s evidently hard, desperate to be freed from those tight jeans, and you’d happily do it yourself just like last time. That’s why one of your hands leaves his shoulders and dips down between you, grasping his length through the fabric of his pants. He grunts into your mouth, member twitching against your palm, and you’re desperate to have him inside you.

“Sometimes this doesn’t feel real, I’ve fantasized about you for so long” you admit when his lips begin to trail down your neck. You’re certain he’s leaving his mark, teasing your skin and claiming you as his own. Yet this time the idea of getting to wear them proudly and label him as yours makes your heart soar in your chest.

“I haven’t been able to get you out of my head all week, everything I do I wish you’re with me” which is new for Pink. He was used to one night stands and no emotional attachment. Women were just an object he desired but you were his friend. One of his best friends to be exact. Someone who had rode shot gun in his car a hundred times and came over all the time to smoke weed. There was love already there, overshadowing his attraction. With a single taste you revealed something within him, a desire to have you in more ways than one.

“I’ll go anywhere with you Pink” you tell him, hands unbuttoning his shirt as your lips kiss anywhere you can. Forehead, eyelids, nose, ears, collar bone. You wanted to cover him with love and admiration, show him you were more than the girls who kissed him for fun at parties.

“Like a date, tomorrow night, 8 o’clock?” the question surprises you, having already guarded your heart from him. The same boy you’ve watched break dozens of hearts and collect them like trading cards. Yet the Pink before you, with a genuine look in his eyes, is different from the one you had known.

“Yeah, I’ll go on a date with you” you agree, a smile unable to run from your face, and he kisses you. Teeth knocking against your own since the smiles are to big. But this was real, you were both Seniors now, adults soon to be thrown into the real world.

“You’re the best thing to ever happen to me” Pink admits against your mouth, talking like he wants you to swallow the words and feel them in your stomach. Carry the weight of how real this all was.

“Same, now please let me ride you” your sultry voice whispers against his skin and the way his dick jumps beneath you has you lifting from his lap and popping the button of your shorts. Pink watches as he does the same, shimmying the jeans off his waist and around his ankles. When you’re unclothed from the waist down you return to place above him, grinning mischievously. His tip barely grazes your core, already covered in slick. You have been wet for him practically since you got here.

“I’m going to hate myself forever for not noticing you sooner” he mutters when your hand closes around his now bare cock, grunting softly and trying not to finish already. You smile, running him through your folds before slowly pressing him inside.

“At least you have me now” is the last thing you whisper before sinking down onto him. His hands instantly jump to your waist, guiding you down him slowly until you’re fully sat in his lap. At first you don’t move, relishing in the feeling of him inside you. As if struck by lightning you both begin to remove the rest of each other’s clothes. Your hands shoving the shirt off his shoulders as his begin to tug yours up your form. His stomach jumps when he sees you’d forgone a bra. He had a feeling you did but he wasn’t sure. Now with your breasts directly in front of his face, he’s unable to stop his lips from closing around one of your nipples.

The sensation is what brings you to lift slightly and slide back down him. He alternates between each breast until you can’t take it anymore, pulling him back to kiss his lips before bouncing up and down his length. He tries to steady you, hips meeting your own, but you’re to addicted to the way it feels when he touches that certain spot. Both meeting each other in the middle and drunk with the way this feels. To be so attracted and carry so much love for the person. It was a new feeling for you both, one you never wanted to let go off.

“You’re perfect” Pink moans and the words make you clench around him, a chain effect that puts a stutter to the rhythm in his hips. You’re both close, bodies like jello as you both try to reach each other’s release.

“You are too” you tell him when his fingers meet your clit. He teases your bundle of nerves quickly, trying to stay steady as he pumps into you. Your moves are getting sloppy but when he kisses your shoulder gently you’re coming undone above him. Drooping against him with pleasure and exhaustion. The way your orgasm clenches around him has him lifting you off of him and back against the couch. Blissed out you watch as he pumps himself gently in his hand before finishing on your stomach, a grin crossing your face.

“We’ve made quite the mess” you chuckle as he lies beside you, reaching for a stray t-shirt of his. Slowly he wipes you clean, pressing sweet kisses along your chest and shoulder.

“Was worth it though, thought I was going crazy without you this entire week” he says and you giggle as he throws his now dirtier shirt towards the door to bring inside to clean. He snuggles against you, content with staying here all night.

“Maybe after our date you can come over, be with each other somewhere other than this damn garage couch” you say, a spring digging into your back and one of the cushions stained with beer. Yet it didn’t matter because any moment with him was special, even on this ugly couch.

“I’d like that, I like you” he says and you giggle, his words so simple and childish. Yet they mean so much, he means so much.

“Yeah well I like you too, probably more than I should” and that earns you another sweet and deep kiss. You smile and hug him close, content with staying here all night, as long as you were with him.

“Who do you think will freak out the most when they find out we’re together?” His question makes you smile, a way of confirming it was only you he wanted. A label he was offering that he never agreed to with anyone before. So you mull it over, thinking of each of your friends before looking over at him.

“Don for sure” the answer has you both falling into a fit of giggles, already imaging the beef head guy confused more than anyone. A start of a relationship with none of the awkwardness.

Two people simply always meant to be.

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croworro · 22 days ago

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schlatts fingers. oh my goodness!! o need them in me!!! they don’t even look rough they look weirdly soft and smooth ☹️

i also LOVE his moles. they’re so cuteness ☹️!!!

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croworro · 26 days ago

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Nah cuz these 4:30 am shifts are gonna be the death of me 😭

I’ll be so good. I’ll be a perfect little housewife, I will cook and clean. I will do anything if he just promises that I never have to work a day in my life. Just one chance please😭😫🙏

#jschlatt x reader #jschlatt is hot #jschlatt x reader smut #jschlatt #please schlatt #I can’t go back to work #i’m just a girl #i’ll be a good girl #I’ll be your housewife

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croworro · 26 days ago

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Is it greedy to want all three of them in my bed right now?

#charlie slimesicle x reader #jschlatt x reader #ted nivison x reader #jschlatt is hot #jschlatt x reader smut #charlie slimecicle #jschlatt #ted nivison #slimecicle #slimecicle x reader #i’m just a girl

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croworro · 26 days ago

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Schlatt and ted w a model reader will heal my heart!!!!

Beyond the catwalk

Pairings: jschlatt x Reader, Ted Nivison x reader

Warnings: Fem! Reader, sort of poly dynamic?

Drabble

Ted is endlessly fascinated by your career

He loves attending your fashions shows and photo shoots

Your biggest hype man

He would always be there on the sidelines with a treat for you after, or a bouquet of flowers

He has a second Instagram account dedicated to photos of you that he has taken

He also has helped you put together your entire professional portfolio

Always gives you a goofy pep talk before shoots or shows, making you giggle and loosen up

"You're literally killing it out there," or "Who else could pull off this look? No one!"

Ted is also super supportive of your crazy schedule

If you have to fly out or travel for a project he sends you billions of reassuring texts and of course FaceTimes you to hype you up

Ted is also fiercely protective (so is schlatt)

He is the first to stand up for you if you face any criticism, but also understands that you require criticism to grow in the field

He encourages you to listen to the feedback and does his best to lighten your mood

If you land a big gig Ted is not shy about celebrating

He will throw a huge celebration

He is also constantly hyping you up (bragging about you) on his socials

His playful attitude grounds you in the serious field

While schlatt on the other hand…

Schlatt is a bit more reserved but his support is no less intense

Schlatt provides unwavering stability

He’s not the loudest cheerleader but his pride in you is evident in everything he does

Although schlatt will brag about you at any chance he gets

“Yeah my girl was just on the cover of vogue, no big deal”

Whenever someone asks about your career career, Schlatt will drop your latest achievement with a smug grin. "Oh, they're doing another photoshoot today. You know, for a pretty major brand. You probably haven't heard of them... it's fine."

He likes your more casual unpolished side, like when the three of you are home just in your sweats

He may pretend to not care about fashion, but he secretly loves hearing you talk about it

He even starts recognizing designer names

He also spoils the ever loving shit out of you

Door dashing you food on set, sending flowers to set, bottles of champagne to set… the list goes on

He will gladly hold all your bags while you shop with his card

While schlatt is quieter in public he will snuggle you for hours and tell you how proud he is of you

You love dressing them both up for events, and honestly they love it too

Red carpet? They’re there with you

Ted loves the cameras while schlatt is a bit more reserved

But damn if y’all don’t look hot as fuck together

Modeling all of their merch of course

Schlatt also bases one of the gamersupps designs off a photo of you

Internet is honestly baffled with how these two oafs landed a hottie like you

You start doing influencer stuff with the help of schlatt and Ted, eventually building your own following

You’re honestly the glue of the relationship, balancing out their demeanors

Outings with the three of you are adorable, with your rise in popularity you occasionally attract paparazzi, leading to often adorable candids of your outings

Ted and schlatt are often seen carrying your things and using their height to block you from the paparazzi’s view

They basically act as your personal bodyguards, and before people find out the three of you are in a relationship they actually think they’re your bodyguards (at least the people who don’t know they’re YouTubers)

The three of you decide to go out for dinner at a trendy, upscale restaurant one night that's become one of your favorite spots.

As you three exit you are bombarded with flashes of light and yelling

Ted would immediately notice and wrap an arm around you

He would wave at the paparazzi to take the attention of you, maintaining a goofy demeanor but still being stern and keeping you safe

"Hey, yeah, we're all here! You got what you need? Okay good bye.”

Schlatt would steer you three through the crowd, his quiet protective nature taking over

Will push paparazzi away if they’re hassling you too much or getting too close

Focuses on keeping you calm

“Don’t worry, we’ve got this. We’re almost to the car.”

With your skyrocket of popularity the three of you are under constant scrutiny

You become overwhelmed with guilt

Constantly apologizing to schlatt and Ted, for the strain and unwanted attention

Ted just laughs it off and stays unwavering in his support

"Oh please, don't apologize. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't get to be the coolest guy in the room," he teases, wrapping an arm around their shoulders.

"Besides, what else are partners for? We take on everything together," he adds with a wink. "Plus I always had an inkling that you were going to be a star.”

Schlatt is always the calm voice of reason (surprisingly)

"You're not the problem," he says, his voice soft yet firm. "This attention comes with the territory, and we knew that. It's just part of the package. You're doing amazing."

Literally the most supportive boyfriends ever

This is actually so cutie, they would be such good boyfriends

I hope I did a good job with this, and that this is what you had in mind 😅💋

#jschlatt x reader #ted nivison x reader #jschlatt is hot #jschlatt x reader smut #ted nivison #jschlatt #tednivison is so hot #i love chuckle sandwich #chuckle sandwich #poly Ted and schlatt

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