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YOU WRITE SCHLATT???

i do i’ll be reposting works to @slimeypaws if u want them

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hi. moved to @slimeypaws :) is this defeating the main reason of why i moved blogs? absolutely. do i care that much? no. after i transfer my works from here, i'll be deleting this blog. slimeypaws is much more organized like i want it to be. so if you'd like to continue reading my works, you can follow slimeypaws :) thanky and have a nice day.

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hi twitter!! so glad you found us 🥰 let's think before we put death threats in other peoples inboxes yes? let's use the huge brains you guys all claim to have and remember that the guy you're defending would probably actually hate you for your behavior. just food for thought

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can we kiss please

idk. probably not

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can we kiss please

idk. probably not

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u r bloo

ya. me like bloo.

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pup just hates me

can we kiss please

idk. probably not

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schlatt & reader. nsfw, mdni.

it starts… innocently enough. he’s on speaker, his voice low and gravelly, telling you about his day, but there’s this edge to it, this unspoken thing hanging between you. you’re curled up in bed, trying to focus on his words, but all you can think about is how much you miss the weight of him, the way he feels pressed against you.

and then he says it. “you miss me, don’t you?” his tone is teasing, but there’s something darker underneath, something that makes your stomach flip. you hesitate, but he doesn’t let you off the hook. “c’mon, baby, tell me. tell me how much you want me right now.”

your breath hitches, and your silence is all the confirmation he needs. you can practically hear the smirk in his voice as he murmurs, “that’s what i thought.” there’s a rustling on his end, the sound of fabric shifting, and then his voice drops even lower. “you wanna know what i’m doing? m’thinking about you. thinking about how you’d look right now, all worked up and desperate f’me.”

your hand slips under the covers almost instinctively, and he can hear the rustling of your sheets. “that’s it,” he murmurs, his voice rough. “touch yourself for me. let me hear you.”

and you do. you can’t help it. his voice is in your ear, guiding you, coaxing you, telling you all the filthy things he’d do to you if he were there. his breathing gets heavier, and you can hear the slick sound of his hand moving over himself, the occasional groan slipping out as he imagines it’s you instead.

“fuck, you sound so good,” he mutters, his voice strained. “wish i could see you right now, wish i could feel how wet you are for me. you’d let me, wouldn’t you? let me take care of you, make you feel so damn good.”

you’re trembling, his voice pushing you closer and closer to the edge. and when you finally fall apart, his name spilling from your lips, he’s right there with you, his own release hitting him hard as he growls your name like a prayer.

the line goes quiet for a moment, nothing but the sound of your ragged breathing filling the space between you. and then he chuckles, that deep, self satisfied laugh that always makes your stomach flip. “miss me yet?”

god, you do.

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just wanted to say i really hope you’re okay!!! some people on here can be actual fucking freaks. i know how it feels with people thinking it’s cool to just send whatever into an inbox because it’s anonymous and it’s tumblr (which it’s obviously not cool) and people straight up ignoring boundaries. it’s horrible and try your best to not let it affect you!! people suck and it sucks. hope you’re okay or that you feel better soon :)

aw thank you so much for this! it really means a lot cause… yeahhh… some people on here are genuinely so weird and it gets so exhausting sometimes, especially when it’s like. blatant boundary stomping ykwim? like it’s not hard to just be normal about stuff lmao. but seriously this was really sweet of you to send, i appreciate it so much! i’m doing my best to not let it get to me too much, it just really sucks sometimes. i hope youre doing good too btw! thank you again!

me smiling at everyone who interacts with me that’s normal and not weird!

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you can thank this anon for anonymity being turned off for asks now! gotta love it.

hi, so basically. i finished going through my asks a little bit ago, but i figured i should say this.

uhm. don’t send weird asks.

and by that, i mean don’t send in requests that go into extreme detail about personal mental health struggles, trauma, or anything along those lines. i understand that people look for comfort in writing, and that’s fine! but i’m just not comfortable writing those kinds of requests, especially when they get really specific or heavy.

if i get an ask i’m not comfortable with, i just won’t write it. simple as that. i want this blog to be a space where i can have fun and enjoy writing, so please be mindful of what you’re sending in. thanks.

also, i know i write nsfw, but please be mindful about the kinds of requests you’re sending. just because i write suggestive/explicit content doesn’t mean there aren’t limits to what i’m comfortable with. i’ll be making a boundaries post soon so you’ll know what i’m okay with and what i’m not — and that can change over time. so before you send an ask, please check it first.

and just because you’re anonymous doesn’t mean it doesn’t matter. i still see everything that gets sent in, and i still have to read through asks even if i end up deleting them. so if you wouldn’t say it to me directly, maybe don’t send it at all.

oh, and don’t be weird in my dms either! i really prefer interactions on the dash — please reblog or comment instead. i love seeing what people think about my writing, and it’s way more fun to interact that way. unless you’re a close friend, there’s not really a need to dm me.

thanks again!

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hi, so basically. i finished going through my asks a little bit ago, but i figured i should say this.

uhm. don’t send weird asks.

and by that, i mean don’t send in requests that go into extreme detail about personal mental health struggles, trauma, or anything along those lines. i understand that people look for comfort in writing, and that’s fine! but i’m just not comfortable writing those kinds of requests, especially when they get really specific or heavy.

if i get an ask i’m not comfortable with, i just won’t write it. simple as that. i want this blog to be a space where i can have fun and enjoy writing, so please be mindful of what you’re sending in. thanks.

also, i know i write nsfw, but please be mindful about the kinds of requests you’re sending. just because i write suggestive/explicit content doesn’t mean there aren’t limits to what i’m comfortable with. i’ll be making a boundaries post soon so you’ll know what i’m okay with and what i’m not — and that can change over time. so before you send an ask, please check it first.

and just because you’re anonymous doesn’t mean it doesn’t matter. i still see everything that gets sent in, and i still have to read through asks even if i end up deleting them. so if you wouldn’t say it to me directly, maybe don’t send it at all.

oh, and don’t be weird in my dms either! i really prefer interactions on the dash — please reblog or comment instead. i love seeing what people think about my writing, and it’s way more fun to interact that way. unless you’re a close friend, there’s not really a need to dm me.

thanks again!

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im (not so) sycretly in love with you

Hi, newcomers 😘

I'm Sycret, and this is an 18+/Age Restricted I am what is known as an Adult, and will talk and/or write about Adult Things (sex, y'all, that means sex), so if that's not your cup of tea, run along, okay?

Minors will be blocked (if we knowingly encounter one another). Ageless blogs will be vetted to determine age, and blocked if under 18.

I'm not here to corrupt anyone, or make anyone uncomfortable. I'm just here to have a little fun, let off some steam, thirst over some celebrities.

You guys down with that? You cool with that?

Xo,

Sycret 💋

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this feels like im six again, sitting in my room while my parents argue in the kitchen

can everyone double wield and rapid fire machine guns at pup

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wait what the fuck do i do to be deemed cute

btw if yall get off to my fics (AND ARE AN ADULT PLEASE) u should tell me. author wants to hear about dead vibe batteries or whatever the ao3 tag is

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jay i am literally going insane over schlatts bdsm test results. exhibitionism at probably 70????? my brain is going fuzzy. my panties are off. i’m jorking it. i need him.

schlatt & reader. nsfw, mdni.

★ schlatt’s exhibition kink is lowkey a power move for him. he loves the thrill of being seen, of knowing people are watching him, but more than that, he loves knowing you’re the one who gets to have him. it’s possessive in a way, like he’s showing off what’s his.

★ he’s not reckless about it, though. schlatt’s too, uhm, calculated (?) for that. he’ll pick his moments carefully—crowded bars, dimly lit corners, or even just a risky spot in the house where someone might catch you two (i.e. in front of a window ngh..) the risk of getting caught is half the fun for him.

★ he loves teasing you in public. nothing too obvious, just little things like resting his hand a little too high on your thigh under the table, or leaning in close to whisper something filthy in your ear while you’re in the middle of a conversation with someone else. the way you try to keep your composure drives him wild.

★ if you’re at a party or event, he’ll find a way to sneak you off somewhere semi private—a balcony, a bathroom, a storage closet—just to have his way with you. he’ll make sure the door’s unlocked or slightly ajar, just in case someone walks in. the thought of someone catching you two is enough to make him fuck you harder.

★ schlatt’s the type to leave marks on you in places that are hard to hide, just so he can smirk when he sees them later. he loves knowing you’re walking around with reminders of what he did to you, even if no one else knows. on the contrary, he also loves watching you stumble over your words as you try to explain the marks on your neck.

★ he’s not shy about getting handsy in front of others, either. if you’re sitting on his lap, he’ll let his hands wander, squeezing your thigh or brushing against your waist in a way that makes your face flush. if anyone notices, he’ll just laugh it off like it’s no big deal.

★ schlatt’s also into the idea of you showing off for him. he’ll encourage you to wear something revealing or sit in a way that draws attention, just so he can watch other people look at you. but the second someone gets too close or stares too long, he’s pulling you into his lap, making it clear who you belong to.

★ semi off topic but he’s definitely got a thing for praise, too. he’ll call you his “good girl” or “pretty thing” in front of others, just to see you squirm. it’s one of his ways of being possessive.

★ if you’re ever feeling shy or hesitant about his exhibitionist tendencies, he’ll reassure you in that deep, smooth voice of his. “c’mon, sweetheart, don’t tell me you don’t love the idea of everyone seeing how much i want you.” and honestly? it’s hard to argue with him when he puts it like that.

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This is my plea for Soft Dom Charlie content.

He's so hot and you can't tell me he wouldn't be good at it

soft dom! charlie & reader. nsfw, mdni.

★ charlie is the kind of dom who’s always checking in with you, always making sure you’re okay, always asking, “you good, love? you still with me?” in that soft, raspy voice of his. he’s so attentive, so careful with you, and it makes you feel so safe and loved.

★ he adores how responsive you are to his praise. the way you light up when he calls you his “good girl” or “good boy” or just his “good fucking baby” has him absolutely feral for you. he’ll say it over and over, just to watch you blush and squirm.

★ “that’s it, sweetheart, you’re doing so good for me… fuck, look at you, taking me so well. so perfect, always so perfect for me.” he’s constantly murmuring sweet nothings to you, his voice dripping with affection and just a hint of that dominant edge that makes your knees weak.

★ charlie loves how eager you are to please him. you’re never bratty, never testing his patience, and he finds it so endearing how much you just want to make him proud. he’ll reward you with little kisses, soft touches, and so much praise it makes your head spin.

★ when you’re fucking, he’s so gentle with you, even when he’s wrecking you. he’ll cradle your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing over your cheeks as he whispers, “you’re so beautiful like this, y’know that? fucking gorgeous, all mine.” (as if he’s not overstimming you to hell).

★ he’s a sucker for body worship. he loves taking his time to explore every inch of you, his hands and lips trailing over your skin as he murmurs how beautiful you are. “god, look at you… so pretty, so soft. i could spend hours just touching you like this.” he’ll kiss every freckle, every scar, every curve like you’re his favorite work of art.

★ when it comes to sex, charlie is all about making you feel good. he’s so patient, always checking in with you, making sure you’re okay. “you still with me, love? tell me what you need.” he loves overstimulating you, but he’s so careful about it—building you up slowly, watching you fall apart under his touch, and then coaxing you through the oversensitivity with soft words and gentle kisses. “shhh, i’ve got you… just let it happen, sweetheart. you’re doing so well.”

★ charlie loves when you cling to him during sex, your arms wrapped around his neck or your fingers digging into his back. he’ll hold you close, his chest pressed against yours as he fucks you slow and deep, whispering how much he loves you, how beautiful you look like this. “you feel so fucking good… never wanna let you go, never wanna stop.”

★ he’s big on aftercare, always making sure you’re cozy and taken care of once you’re done. he’ll wrap you up in a blanket, get you some water, and just hold you close, peppering your face with kisses and telling you how amazing you were for him.

★ charlie loves it when you’re clingy after sex, when you nuzzle into his chest and sigh contentedly. he’ll stroke your hair and murmur, “my sweet baby, you did so good for me. so proud of you, always so proud.”

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“what are you going to do about the jinx situation?” nothing? lmfao. i write rpf. i have zero moral high ground to say anything about that situation. don’t come into my inbox and ask me about it because i don’t care.