j-schlutt

[j-schlutt]

Hi, so I struggle with severe anxiety that affects my daily life. And I now have nervous tics from.

Can I request some Schlatt helping with anxiety. And fluff. This is an awful ask but thank you if you do it. Or Schlatt comforting for anxiety.

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i also have severe anxiety so schlatt comforting for anxiety is so sweet :')

i hope you enjoy!

Sitting in the uncomfortable bar seat while Schlatt joked with his friends wasn't the issue that you were facing. The impending doom of day-to-day life consumed your mind, making it hard to be present in the moment. Below the table, your foot was tapping and your fingers were picked raw, all your subconscious mechanisms for dealing with anxiety were in full swing. It makes you jealous that some people don’t have the same problems that you face. They were free to live their daily lives unconfined by anxiety that held you hostage in your head.

A hand touched your leg, making you slightly jump. Looking up finally, you were met face-to-face with the concerned eyes of your boyfriend. You gave him an unconvincing smile, which he immediately caught on to, “You ok?” His voice was quiet, not wanting to draw attention to the two of you. The group at the bar continued to talk and joke, the loudness overpowering anything else that was happening.

“Yeah, I’m good…” Your voice shook as you said it. His hand squeezed your leg as a way to show his comfort and understanding.

He looked back up, waving his hand up to signal the bartender. “Can we close the tab, please?” Taking out his wallet, he handed his card to the woman who happily went over to the tablet and rang him out. Once she came back with his card, he looked over to his friend group, “Hey guys, we're gonna take off.”

The group was understanding as it was late into the night, all saying goodbye and giving handshakes and hugs. Schlatt held onto your hand as he maneuvered his way around the crowds of people to the exit. Once you were outside, you could finally take a deep breath. The cold air of the night acted as a comfort compared to the stuffy bar you were sitting in. “We didn't have to leave. I was fine,” you said as you made your way to the car.

He opened the passenger side door for you, “Eh, I was ready to leave anyway. Don’t worry about it, toots,” he gave you a small smile to show that he was being genuine. Closing your door, he rounded the car to the drivers side and got in. “What happened tonight? Just feelin’ anxious?”

Schlatt began to drive back home, his hand on your thigh. “Yeah… It was just getting a little too much in there…” Your hands were back on your lap, fingers picking at each other again. He grabbed your hand to stop you from picking, intertwining fingers and resting it on your lap.

“I get it. Why don't we go back home and watch a movie? I'll even let you pick one of your gross rom-com movies if you want?” He briefly looked over to you with a smirk on his face.

You rolled your eyes and let out a small laugh, “We can if you want…”

He squeezed your hand in his, “I would do anything for you, toots. And I don't say that very often…”

[j-schlutt]

Maybe some supportive Schlatt after the reader screws up really bad and loses some of her friends? He doesn't take it too seriously at first, but as she explains that she's at fault, he realizes that she's not always that bright sunshine he's thought her to be, and that makes her even more special to him?

They're both so flawed, but he absolutely loves her either way because everyone makes mistakes <3

i can totally see schlatt not taking it seriously at first cause that’s how he is but once he learns that it’s affecting you heavily he’s so supportive :(

i hope i did your request justice! thank you so much for sending one in! <3

Schlatt knew that the situation with your friends was affecting you, but he didn’t realize how much. He knows you as the strong, loving, and radiant partner you are to him. Since you’ve always presented yourself as the brightest person in his life, he has rarely (or ever) seen that persona crack.

So when he came into the bedroom to see you crying, he didn’t know how to react. He’s never been good with emotions. But, since it’s you, he had no problem trying to comfort you. All he wants is for you to be happy.

He creeps steadily over to your shaking frame near the end of the bed, squatting down to be level with you. “What’s wrong, toots?” He knew the question was stupid, so after he said it he winces, afraid of saying the wrong thing.

“Nothing it’s stupid… I’m stupid…” You say in between batted breaths, wiping your tears off your cheeks to appear fine. Your anxiety worsens as now your boyfriend has seen this side of you, the one that had also lost your friends.

He reaches up to grab your hands with caution, not wanting to startle you or do the wrong thing. When your hands rest in his, he looks back up to you, thinking about what to say next, “You’re not stupid. It’s not stupid if it’s making you upset.”

“I’m just not supposed to be like this…” Your head is still down, eyes focusing on your lap to avoid the concerned eyes of your boyfriend on you.

“Like what?”

Biting your lip, you think of how to phrase it, “I just don’t want you to see this side of me. It’s all my fault that I lost some of my friends cause of a mistake I made. It’s not your problem to deal with my emotions…”

His whole mindset of you shatters. But, not in the way you feared. You hid your feelings from him in hopes to not overwhelm him, but the reality of the situation was that he wanted you to be able to come to him for comfort. He realized his mistakes of not presenting himself as the most comforting person to you, while also realizing that you had made mistakes too in this situation. His love for you grew once he realized that you were both flawed, it made the relationship appear more real to him. He’s always perceived you as completely flawless, but this made him realize that he was wrong. “Oh, toots…” He reaches up to pull your hands to his face, kissing them. “I know that I’m not the best person with emotions, but I don’t want you to hide from me. You don’t have to. I could never see you differently no matter what… Unless I actually turn fully gay or something like that…”

A smile appears on your face at his lame joke at the end and he smirks back at you. “You’re an idiot,” you joke back.

A wave of silence falls between you two until Schlatt speaks up, “Why don’t we go to that new ice cream place down town and talk about it all? I can even give you some of my own advice?”

You let out a breathy laugh, wiping the remaining tears off your face, “Yeah, we can…” You finally look up at him, seeing his eyes focused only on you. “Thank you,” you mumble.

“For what?”

“For being you.”

[j-schlutt]

After work cuddles (fluff)

Jschlatt x GN!reader

As you lay on the couch, Jambo curled up on top of the blanket covering your lap, you hear screaming from the other room. It’s not unusual since your boyfriend is constantly screaming while making content for his youtube and podcast. Slowly over time, the TV started to drown out the noise coming from the other room—along with Jambo’s continuous purring.

After about an hour of switching from TikTok to the TV show playing, your boyfriend emerges from the hallway leading into the living room, the other cat in tow. When he sees you cuddled up with Jambo, his persona immediately softens and becomes the Schlatt you fell in love with.

Striding over to you, he ruthlessly picks up the purring cat on your lap, giving him a kiss and mumbling, “Sorry, dude.” After putting him down on the ground, he lifts up the warm blanket (to your protest) and crawls underneath, shimmying up your body to lay directly on top of you, mimicking Jambo. The comparison makes a smile tug at the corner of your lips while your hand instinctively comes up to his hair, running your fingers through the semi-long hair that has grown out since his last cut.

Schlatt lets out a long sigh, finally fully relaxing. You raise your eyebrow, “Tough day at work, big guy?”

“I don’t wanna talk about it…” He jokes back, looking up at you through his lashes with a smirk. You roll your eyes and he gives a small pinch to your side as a warning, making you jump slightly.

Looking over, two sets of judgmental eyes stare at you. “The cats need dinner…” You go to sit up, but Schlatt is reluctant to move.

He mumbles a small, “They can wait,” while snuggling deeper into your chest, his arms wrapping tighter around your waist.

Ultimately, you give up trying to get up due to Schlatt’s strength (and affection toward you). You lay back down with a defeated sigh, expressing faux disappointment at the situation. But, Schlatt sees right through it and continues to cuddle further into you.

[j-schlutt]

hello!

my name is em and i am 19. this is my first time writing on tumblr so any help is appreciated! i mainly write fluff, smut and angst for schlatt, chuckle sandwich, and a lil bit of misfits + dream smp.

feel free to send in requests! (blurbs/ideas/hc/etc.)

scuffed list of rules for my blog:

- minors dni pls!

- i won’t put a full list of things i wouldn’t write since i don’t want to think of all of them off the top of my head, so feel free to to send in a request and if i am not comfortable writing it then i’ll delete it.

- no hate or disrespect toward anyone or anything is tolerated on here (no i won’t entertain you it will be deleted lmao).

- anons are accepted.