#chuckle sammy fluff

[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.

[renranram]

Is there any chance you could make a jschlatt x streamer reader 1shot where she admits she has a small thing for jschlatt on her stream because her viewers asked if she had a crush on any streamers she watches and jschlatt happens to be watching her stream because hes a fan of her🤭 i think its such a nice fic concept :))

Crush

sfw

fem!reader x schlatt

basically the submission hehe

" chat, i am not smashing tommyinit, he's a child! " you roll your eyes as drag the photo of tommy at the 'pass' side

you've been playing smash or pass with your twitch chat for a few minutes now, ' but he's 20 now ' ' he's a grown man ' ' he's a grown man with a husband and a girlfriend ' your chat spams

" well... during my time, he was a child, " you reply, dramatically rolling your eyes as you lean back your seat, talking about your dsmp phase

" but in all seriousness, id still pass him, he's literally like my little brother chat, dont be weird " you chuckle as you scroll to the next option, wilbur fucking soot, you pause, staring dead into the camera

before dragging the thing's photo out of the frame, you let the silence sink in as you glance at your twitch chat

poggerina; o7

y/n4lyfersmwa; mb guys he got out of his leash

bhielatkiffy; WHY IS THE BRIGHTON BITER THERE 😦😦😦😦

you read as you chuckle, " ... anyways.. " you added, scrolling down as a tts donation caught your attention,

y/nsfavkitten donated $15, ' hello y/nn, just wondering if you had any small crush on an old dsmp member? ' the tts reads out

as you shift on your seat, " a small crush? " you repeat, before chuckling, " well.. if you donate another 100 ill tell you " you play it off as a joke

and continue on with the game, you put charlie in smash, ted in smash, jack in pass ( banter ), niki in smash, until the donator actually donated a $100, taking you in surprise

" oh my fucking god, y/nsfavkitten, i was just joking " you chuckle, " should i give you a refund? " you offer, not thinking it'd be serious

y/nsfavkitten: nononono but can you answer my last question? :3

you pause sighing out, before nodding, " for you y/nsfavkitten, fine, i did have a small crush, like a veryyy small crush on someone there " you confess as you can see your chat speeds up

akh1rah_1r: WHO

y/nluvsme: WHO???

jojosiwayouscareme: HELP WHO??

numberoneschlaggot: no way dont tell me you liked dream

" ewww " you squirm, chuckling as you shake your head, " ... i used to have a thing for schlatt " you confess

mitskimybeloved: AHH I CALLED IT

immacomebacklikeaboomerang: ship

renranram : Y/N X SCHLATT CANON FR

you groan out, as you chuckle, " guys dont make it weird " you mumble, a faint blush on your cheek as you shifted on your seat

meanwhile schlatt on the other hand wanted to do backflips, like genuinely, he was like a monkey getting excited over a piece banana

and he thought, why not shoot his shot,

@.jschlatt • 1 minute

same i ship it too, @.y/n'swebbie

↳ 11 ⇆ 9 ♡ 201

as you saw the tweet, your face turned redder like a tomato, chuckling like a teenage girl seeing abs for the first time

" chat, this is all your fault "

[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.

[doubledizzy1258]

this may be the most stressful day of my entire life!! I'm praying for the election because if trump wins, i will literally have rights taken away from me, CHUCKLE SANDWICH IS FUCKING ENDING?? and by the end of the day I may not have a partner anymore! so uhm what the fuck is going on im literally so stressed right now.

[hearts4court]

maybe ted nivison who loves holding his gf's hand all the time??

A/N: currently writing this at 1am. this is like, blurb hcs. (kinda? idk) this was so short cuz i ran out of ideas but i hope you like it, angel<3

pairing: Ted Nivison X afab!reader

warnings: swearing, ted being a cutie(like always), kissing, smut, etc.

lemme know if i miss anything!

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SFW:

Ted loves your hands. He loves holding them in public, kissing them, painting your nails. he lets you paint his too, he loves to rub your temple with his thumb, also likes when you do it too. He loves how soft they are, how small they are compared to his. And oh god. he LOVES the way you squeeze his hands when your nervous or when you get excited.

“Ooo! Ted! look how cute this sweater is!”you say excitingly, squeezing his hand as you touch the sweater holding it up to you.

“looks good on you. lemme buy it, baby.” he says rubbing your temple with his thumb, “oh no, dear, i’ll buy with my own money.” you say pulling your wallet out, making him snatch it and take out his own card.

“Sorry, love, wanna spoil my baby.” he says making you frown before laugh.

“Okay, Ted. You can pay for it, but i’m buying dinner tonight.” you say pushing his chest lightly, making him smile.

“Deal.” he said, bringing your hand up to his mouth and kissing it softly.

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NSFW:

Remember how i said that Ted loves when you squeeze his hand when your excited? Well, that goes with y’all are having sex too. Hell purposely hold your hand so that when you get overstimulated, it’s a way to show him how excited you are. And when you want him to stop but can’t get the words out.

“Oh! Ted—fuck, fuck, fuck!” you moan as your back arches, your face turning red when Ted grabs your hand with his free one that’s not on your waist, he kisses your hand lovingly, loving the way your walls tighten around him and your hand squeezed his as he presses soft kisses to your wrist and hand.

“There ya go..” he cooed as he felt you relax into him no longer tense from all the pleasure you were experiencing. “your doing such a good job f’me, baby..”

[brookynnbabygirl]

𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓!𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐓 pt.1

Hello this is a cute little hc of schlatt as ghost from COD HOPE YOU ENJOY! (Some angst at the end)

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Wears the skull balaclava half way up, only can see his chops and some scars on his face always wearing a toothy smirk around the barracks

Loves it when his favorite little rookie (you) calls him ‘sir’ or ‘ lieutenant’ gives him a rush of power as he towers over you and can tell you get flustered with his teasing

“Look at ya, toots. A big gun for a big girl huh?” He teases you as your both about to leave on a mission

Isn’t social or talkative at all, most people find him too intimidating or scary since he is a 6’3 gun expert and just a tank of a man not to be messed with

When you both spar his dog tags always dangle above you as he gives you a cocky smirk and brags about how easy you are to handle (you let him win and he knows ;3)

On the field he’s serious and scary, never misses a shot and is very stealthy doesn’t make mistakes and is always thinking ahead.

Calls you ‘princess’ as a code name through the radio and refuses to change it “the buildings clear, copy princess?” You can hear the shit eating grin under his mask “fuck off” you respond with a slight blush tint in your cheeks

After you go on a mission alone and you come back hurt or battered he corners you with this fire in his eyes this anger you never seen him have as he pins you against the wall and grabs your cheeks forcing you too look up at his eyes

“Ya think you’re hot shit just cause you’re in 141 huh?” his voice low and raspy yet firm and clearly holding back just screaming at you “look at ya, all bruised n shit…you wanna worry me by being a big girl and doin shit by yourself now?” He leans in and whispers in your ear sending shivers down your spine. As you look into his eyes they are soft and full of concern as he examines your face.

Secretly only kind to you and does a lot of actions to show you he cares a lot even if he stubbornly denies any of it.

Taught you how to be a sniper, you mastered it perfectly even better than him, he tries to deny it but is proud of you

Checks up on you frequently durning missions and makes sure your not in danger or in potential cross fires, also learned a little bit of first aid just in case you need it but will never tell you that

Falls more in love as he sees you beat the shit out of anyone or when your unhinged shooting your gun at the enemy, it’s what’s he’s into especially if it’s you

Would take a bullet for you.

He doesn’t show his face to anyone except for people he cares about. He takes off his mask for the first time infront of you as he lays there wounded not knowing if he will make it. “Don’t cry toots….youll be alright” he weakly smiles and wipes your tears and you hold him close waiting for help

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@ezraholmes

[s0ftl3]

Ted and jschlatt react to you sending them a snap with a message after that just says "don't open that in public <3" ??

Teehee I love things like this, I do this to my bf all the time.

𝑻𝒆𝒅 𝑵𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏:

The fact that you even snapped him, is his first red flag. You never use Snapchat to just talk to him. So, when he sees your bitmoji pop up, letting him know you're typing, he knows it's a warning.

"Don't open this unless you're alone <3." Thankfully, he's in the comfort of his office, alone. He opens the snap and is greeted with the image of you, in a lacey pink set. A pair of white thigh highs riding up your legs. Thank god he's in his office because after only seconds of looking at the photo and he's hard in his jeans.

𝑱𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒕:

He was at the grocery store buying some snacks for your movie night when he got your snap. Before, opening the message, he had assumed it was going to be a sappy text about you having missed him in the twenty minutes he had been gone. The he saw your second message.

"Don't open this in public <3." He quirks an eyebrow up taking it as a challenge rather than a warning about the content ahead. He opened the snap, and his eyes are met with the image of you kneeling in front of a mirror. You were in nothing but one of his shirts, one of his replica pistols, aimed at your center.

He's never rushed out of a grocery store and back home so quick.

[canisguts]

under the influence

pairing: jschlatt x reader

pronouns used: they/them

summary: making out with schlatt while cross-faded and listening to Spoon

trigger warnings: marijuana, liquor, making out under the influence, tooth rotting fluff

w.c: 695

you invited the smoke into your lungs, 'The Way We Get By' by Spoon booming loudly in your ears despite the music being faint; bleeding into the background. your head lay contentedly in your boyfriend's lap, eyes glued to the way his adam's apple bobbed as he drank from his familiar bottle of whiskey. you took another drag from your joint before swapping it for his liquor.

you enjoyed little moments like these; perfect, comfortable silence shared between lovers. you wished you both had more free time to spend together, but with your schedules, it was hard. so, you made the most of what you could, with what time you could spare.

you swapped the liquor back for the joint, dragging from it slowly. he watched you with tired brown eyes, the bottle to his lips; no liquor went into his gullet.

"what're you thinkin' 'bout, sweet man?" you asked, joint pressed between your lips, the pads of your fingers tracing the folds of his sweatshirt.

"you." he breathed; you smiled.

"what about me?" you hummed, dragging from the joint before stubbing it out. he huffed softly, a small smile ghosting his lips.

"just so pretty," he whispered; his knuckles brushed your cheekbone. "so fuckin' pretty."

your face flushed. you shook your head and opened your mouth to protest; he flicked your temple playfully. you gave a mock pout before breaking out into an uncontrollable smile, giggling. he grinned, caressing your cheek.

"you really are so fuckin' pretty," he whispered again; you took his hand in yours and kissed his knuckles. "you're prettier." you muttered, your eyes fluttering closed as he continued to stroke your cheek.

when you looked up at him again, he was still gazing down at you, a smitten-ridden grin glued to his face. you chuckled, raising your hand to cup his cheek.

"a picture'll last longer, y'know." you teased. he scoffed, rolling his eyes before guiding you to sit upright and pulling you into his lap, snaking an arm around your waist. your mouth hung open slightly. you hadn't expected that; not that you minded. he let out a soft huff, his eyes flickering all over your face, pupils dilated.

you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pressing your forehead against his. your noses brushed against one another, and you giggled, smiling like a giddy idiot. he let out a breathy laugh, thumbs tracing circles into the small of your back.

"shut up," tangling a hand in your hair and pulling you impossibly closer, he caught your lips in his. you melted instantly, fingers grasping at the back of his sweater.

your brain was fuzzy; you could barely think. maybe it was the marijuana, but the taste of liquor on his lips felt like heaven on earth. it made you dizzy—you loved it. you needed more.

taking his bottom lip between your teeth, you tugged lightly. he parted his lips, and you immediately slipped your tongue into the cavern of his mouth with a shaky moan. his arm around your waist tightened, pressing you closer against him, if that was even possible.

your tongues danced together, your movements fluid and simultaneous, yet messy and coveted. when he pulled, you pushed. when he tugged on your hair, you bit and pulled his lip.

"fuck, j.." you whispered, your chest rising and falling in sync with your breathing. schlatt grinned against your lips.

"what, bite off more than you could chew?" he teased, rubbing circles into your back gently. you hid your face in the junction of his neck and shoulder with a whine. he chuckled, pressing kisses against your shoulder.

you stayed like that for a while, just holding each other, listening to each other's breathing, Spoon still playing faintly in the background. you're at peace; something you very rarely feel anymore with how chaotic everything has been, for you and him.

"jj?" you whispered against the skin of his shoulder; he hummed. "i love you."

he smiled, "i love you too, bubs." you smiled, pulled away slightly, and pressed your forehead against his, noses brushing familiarly. you gave him a small peck on the lips; chaste, sweet, short. smitten.

"thank you."

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a/n: thank you so much for reading !!! currently fixatedddd on this man so much istfg , i can't wait to write more for him (and ted cough cough pls send me some asks for him) .

[slxtmeri]

ted brain rot going crazyyyyyy I just want to lay in his lap all sleepy and be edged

that’s all 😊

this is so so real

♡ especially after a long day, ted would happily let you lay against his chest, spreading your legs apart and resting them across his own lap.

♡ working two of his fingers into you, pulling them away when he feels you clench around them just a little too hard.

♡ you'd be whiny, throwing your head back against him, begging him to let you come.

♡ after an agonizingly long time, he finally lets you come, and he cleans you up, kissing you and telling you how good you did for him.

♡ afterwards, he slips under the covers next to you, and the comforting sensation of his arms around you lull you to sleep, and he follows soon after.

a/n: im so eepy rn and this made me happy thank you ray <33

[manticore-fangs]

opinion on girl dad ted. PLEASE

I NEED to see what others think about it. I love dadted so much omg RAAASSGSGGH

(and may I be ⭐️anon if you accept anons :O?)

im so sorry ⭐️ anon! and ofc!! you are my first ever anon ever!! im so sorry it took so long to get to your ask, jesus. but my opinion on girl tad ted?? ooohhh boy..

i feel like ted would have four daughters, all of them are so openly queer and i love them for that. i think i went into depth about here! BUT.. how about how ted raised them?

i feel ted was the father that always dressed them up in the most funkiest stuff depending on what hes dressing up as, matching father daughter stuff.

when they were just little babes, he loved them to bits. would hold one of them against his chest while the others are sleeping in their designed cribs and i think he'd just speak to them about everything, anything he could think of he would tell them ALL about it. like something about space and old fashioned movies, he'd tell so many facts about those two mostly i feel like, i have no clue why but i FEEL IT.

once their in their toddler stage, only the one of them is reckless while another is a bit scared of everything, anxious if you wanna say while the other two are so calm they dont mind anything. (because he prolly passed down the adhd gene, COUGH.)

poor ted would be getting no sleep with the toddlers, i feel like two of them would have weak immune systems and the other two have absolutely metallic immune systems, nothings getting past there. so there will definitely be sleepless nights with trying to put the girls to bed, luckily.. if their all not sick their easy to sleep. put them in their little beds and put on some rain noises, maybe some lullabies for them on special nights and closes the door, then he does whatever he needs to do.. editing mostly if its late at night, if the girls are just having a nap then he'll probably record a chuckle sandwich episode.

once they are kids.. they are the most spoiled kids. but not in a "im going to be a brat." ted says they need to earn their keep! and they will, letting them earn their "keep" by doing chores, mostly fun chores. but once in awhile he will have them do the laundry or wash the dishes if needed, but mostly he does it. he spoils them if they do it with loads of shit. like- so many toys like- ted no, they dont need three barbies mansions, yes i know you watched the movie but no we are not doing that.

okay he did buy the three barbie mansions for them..

once they are teenagers, their probably the smart, the one kid who was a reckless toddler is the smartest of the bunch but doesnt know how to deliver their words. the one who is scared of everything is smart and knows how to deliver her words well but is absolutely petrified of talking in front of people. she couldnt do it. ted may have gotten them gaming laptops or pcs if they were interested in youtube or the gaming community at all and wanted to start their own career.. but if their interested in something else, oh he will definitely give them stuff. like fabrics, crafts, wool, anything that his teens lay eyes on hes grabbing for them.

anyways.. yeah thats my thoughts on dad ted!

[buckys-goodgirl]

this is how i know im going insane.

i’m sitting in class and they bring up warren buffet this mega rich stock guy and of course my ass thinks “warren buffet? like jimmy buffet? like margaritaville? GOING TO EVERY MARGARITA VILLE TED NIVISON VIDEO MENTIONNED!!”

but i also want people to think im normal so i just take my notes and stfu

[pray4saint]

i currently fixated on the ‘i hate everyone but you’ trope with jschlatt… or like a situationship with him

asshole (with a soft spot)

masterlist & descrip. pg-13. 13+. use of 'y/n'. established relationship silly situationship.

a/n. wrote this as established relationship but edited it afterwards to be more situationship-like

he will be yelling at chat and then if you happen to walk into his office he quiets right down during stream so you're comfortable

when you're in a big facetime call and he's cussing everyone out he'll say 'but not you baby y/n' at the end to make his point clear

you friends being soooo confused when you tell him he's a big softie because he barely ever says a word to them and even when he does the words come out cold, detached and unkind

ted texting you that schlatt left their call in a bad mood and you just text him back 'wdym?? he's making popcorn and we're gonna watch a movie' – context for this; you were hanging out at his place and he had to take a call about rescheduling for filming the podcast

this one is self-indulgent; tells his friends he's not going to see barbie movie but if you ask to go he'll tag along happily

him muttering 'i miss y/n' at the most random of times, even if he's alone, he just says it aloud

your place is where schlatt gets an uber to drop him off after he's knocked back a few too many – bonus if he turns into a blubbering mess about this person he really liked

chat noticing he gets really excited when he looks at his phone sometimes and him just yelling at them to shut the fuck up because it's none of their business

will purposely not go to hangouts if you're not there

less obvious situationship ;; he'll text someone else in the group and ask if you're going and he tries not to make it obvious that your decision impacted his

more obvious situationship ;; he'll text you separately and ask if you're going and then immediately respond to the group chat based on what you told him

death glaring anyone who looks at reader in public even if they're not even really looking at you

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

[renranram]

schlatt x reader japan trip 🙏🙏

Japan

sfw + fluff

introvert female reader joining schlatt for a trip in japan :3

schlatt's and your relationship have been pretty lowkey ever since it started, especially coming from a huge content creator like him some of his fans can sometimes be too overbearing

and to avoid that, the two of you to agreed to keep it lowkey, you weren't really a huge fan of travelling, you being a huge introvert and would pray and manifest that all your events would be cancelled or give you an excuse to not attend them

so it surprised schlatt that you actually agreed to go with him to japan, even agreeing to be in his and jack’s vlog, but introducing yourself as his close friend

so there you guys are, entering a cat shop, jack vlogging the entire thing for memorabilia and content as you follow behind schlatt, smiling in awe with the tons of cats inside

schlatt himself would of course glance at you from time to time, hoping you're enjoying and comfortable throughout the whole trip, “ yo, y/n, what do you think about these little fellas trapped inside of those? “ he asks

“ poor creatures “ you respond smiling at him as jack approaches the tiny kitten aiming his camera in the poor thing's face, “ jack, he looks like he's scared of you “ schlatt jokes as you giggle

“ schlatt look, he looks like you “ you point into a black, kind of chubby cat who's meowing at you, “ oh god it is! “ jack chimes in as schlatt smiles at you, before glaring at jack, “ really? this one looks exactly like you “ schlatt mocks jack by pointing on a sphinx as the man puts an unimpressed face as you chucke at their banter

“ .. i actually like the bald one “ you smile, fixing your glasses as jack cheers, “ see! even your bestfriend agrees im a good-looking cat “ jack spoke with his british accent, smug

“ i am so disappointed “ schlatt comments, shaking his head, being overdramatic as you can only smile and look at your boyfriend in admiration

the whole trip went well, and there was only a day left before going back to texas again, so, the two of you spent it together, alone and intimate as you visit a deer park, no cameras, no vlogging, no nothing more just two of you, enjoying your last day in tokyo

the two of you held hands as you chuckle, feeding a deer it's food as you smile, watching the deer bow, “ he's a polite fella isn't he? “ schlatt smiles, at you and the deer

“ he's very very polite “ you chuckle, “ very cute too “ you add, “ you two are very cute in my opinion “ he shrugs

“ cheesy fuck “ you reply, as he pecks your cheek, fixing your hair, as you gasp, “ look at that one! it has antlers “ you exclaim, pointing at a larger deer with one antler

“ do you think he's polite too? “ you ask, “ i bet he'll bow down in a 90 degree angle “ he replies as you break the food in half, handing the half to schlatt so he can also feed it,” what if we feed him at the same time and he chooses his favorite “ you challenge him

“ he's gonna choose the handsome one “ schlatt replies as you roll your eyes playfully as the two of you offers the food at the same time as the lather large deer bows, before choosing schlatt's

“ aha! see “ schlatt exclaims as you chuckle, the deer now feeding onto your offered food, “ so smug “ you comment, pecking your cheek

“ it's kinda hot “ you comment, smiling, as he didn't hesitate to remove his cap, putting it on you, “ should we go back to the hotel then? “

“ but it's like.. way too earlyy “ you reply as you sigh, before gasping, “ can we uhm…go to arcades and uh.. ive heard they have silly photo booths “ you suggest

and after hearing those, he spoiled you , going to the arcades and photo booths you wanted, as the two of you sat at the balcony of your hotel room, your head on his shoulder as you held hands

“ can't believe it ended so fast “ you sip on some random drink you two got from a convenient store on the way back, “ mhm, i wanna stay here with you longer “ schlatt caresses you hair

“ you know.. i was kinda surprised you actually came with us “ schlatt mentioned as you hums, “ really? “

“ yeah.. i thought we'd have to vc eachother again during the entire trip “ he added as you chuckle, “ i don't know.. it's just.. i wanna atleast spend some moments with you “ you answer

“ well… im glad you came, im just.. so fucking happy “ he cups you by your cheek, pecking your nose, “ im glad i chose the right decision then “ you smile

“ jay… i want to promise something “ you mumble as schlatt nods, shifting on your seat, “ yeah? “ he asks

“ … i wanna uhm.. try new stuffs with you and uhm… travel with you, and do cool things “ you smile, “ i wanna… get out of my shell.. so i can be with you “

“ y/n you know you dont have to force yourself just so you can be with me “ schlatt replies, caressing your face as you shake your head, “ no no, im doing this for myself too “ you fix your sleeves as you face him

“ i promise “ you reassure him as he chuckles, “ so fucking proud if you toots “ he ruffles your hair, “ im glad you're trying out new stuffs “

“ … wanna make japan more memorable? “ he pecks your neck, and you immediately knew what he meant as you nod, smiling, lifting you up without a challenge, entering the back to the room as he trace kisses around your face

-

@.schlatt4layf • 11 hours ago

my friend from japan just spotted schlatt with a girl?????

↳ 9826 ⇆ 7923 ♡ 11228

oh what the fuck??

[writingduhh]

Chuckle Sammy || Falling Asleep In His Lap (HC)

(In this HC you fall asleep on their lap at a party / get together)

Leave me some detailed or vague fic requests or HC ideas plz I’m all out and I need some inspiration 😭😭😭

❥ Jschlatt:

▷ The second he notices you’re asleep he goes protection mode.

▷ He won't allow anyone within a 5-foot radius of you, fearing that their presence might wake you.

▷ He knows how hard you’ve been working lately and insists that you catch up on sleep, even if it’s at a party.

▷  Whenever someone close to you makes an obnoxiously loud noise, he'll respond with a stern glare and a finger to his lips.

▷ He tenderly traces soothing shapes on your back or arms with his fingertips.

▷ Definitely takes this opportunity to take some silly pictures. Using Snapchat filters or just terrible angles and lighting

▷ He will take some wholesome pictures too, of course. Spamming his snapchat story with your face.

▷ As the night progresses, and people get louder he makes the call to head home.

▷ He doesn't bother waking you up; instead, he simply scoops you up in his arms, carefully carrying you out to the car.

▷ On the drive home, he ensures the car stays at the perfect temperature, keeps the music volume low, and skillfully navigates around any potholes.

▷ Once home he takes it upon himself to get you ready and into bed.

Once home, he takes it upon himself to get you ready for bed. Carrying you inside from the car, he softly lays you down on your shared bed, while he rummages around the closet to find one of his hoodies for you to wear. Gently he’ll change you out of your party outfit and into his oversized hoodie, possibly waking you up in the process.

“Hm? Where are we?” You mumble very confused by the chnage in surroundings.

“Shh we’re home now toots, let’s finish getting you ready for bed.”

You easily complied as he instructed you to lift your arms, then he pulled his hoodie over you.

"There we go," he says, his voice now deeper as he too was growing tired.

Together you both cuddled up together in your bed, falling asleep nearly instantly.

❥ Ted:

▷ Once he realizes you’re asleep he goes full mom mode.

▷ He'll take care to delicately adjust you, making sure you’re comfortable and preventing you from waking up sore.

▷ Looks around for a blanket. If he can’t find one he’ll use the jacket/button up off his own back to keep you warm.

▷ I can see him being the type to still mingling around at the party as you sleep on the couch but he’s never more than a few feet away from you, constantly looking over and checking in

▷ If he's not up and mingling with other partygoers, he's right by your side, talking casually to those closest to him, running his hands through your hair, and tracing your face as you lay on his legs.

▷ As the night winds down and people start to leave, he'll softly wake you, ensuring you're okay and offering a refreshing glass of water.

"Y/n, come on, it's time to go," Ted softly spoke, gently rubbing your shoulder.

"Hmm?" you grumbled, slowly sitting up from where you lay on the couch.

"It's getting late, hun. We should probably get going," he explained, offering you his extended hand.

Slowly, you grabbed his hand and rose to your feet, resting your body against his.

He let out a soft laugh before saying, "Would my tired baby like a piggyback ride?”

You nodded, rubbing your eyes. Swiftly, he bent down, allowing you to climb up onto him before securing your legs with his arms. Sleepily, you laid your head against his shoulder, the subtle movement of his walking occasionally swaying your tired head.

▷ Once to the car he softly places you in the passenger seat, buckling your seatbelt before placing a soft kiss on your forehead.



[doubledizzy1258]

rewatching/watching old slimecicle videos (mostly the ones with char, schlatt, and chrbrg) and eating candy because i just had a breakdown !!! yippie! (its 1 am and i have an 8am class)

[hearts4court]

me on sunday night watching school morning routines so that i’ll be motivated to do mine and go to school that week:

me reading other people’s fan fics to become motivated to write my own:

spoiler alert: i don’t do either of them.