#schlatt/reader

[pluckygreen]

Chombie Zomwich

No warnings for this one guys. Mostly exposition and dialogue. Was a pleasure to write though.

1k ish words yet again

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Chapter 2 - …until these guys showed up.

The old gang, back together again. It was a tearful reunion, as one could imagine. Tucker had told you about his wife, his old friends, and his colleagues. You went out looking for them together, for years. Tucker had finally agreed to a funeral service last fall. Yet, here they were, practically risen from the dead.

Bad choice of phrasing.

Tucker introduced you as his friend, and second in command. It would be a lie to say that being called a friend didn’t warm your heart, despite how obvious the label seems. 

You finally got to put a face to the names. Ted, the forwardmost man, was a looming presence. Tall (very tall), muscular, with a wide and sharp jawline. His brown, tearful eyes sat behind a pair of cute glasses. A wide smile was plastered on his face, clearly ecstatic to be seeing his friend alive. He reached out to give you a handshake. 

“I don’t want to cover you in gore, it's nice to meet you though.” You gave him a polite smile. He gave you a nod, processing the view in front of him. 

God, you really need to shower right about now. 

To his left, and closest to you, was a much smaller man, dirty blond hair cut into a choppy mess. He also had glasses, but one of the lenses was shattered. It made him look like a beat up nerd in a bad 2000’s movie. He was swaying gently, as if he could fall over at any second.

“Tucker, you gotta help Charlie,” The man furthest away from you began, his voice was rough and thick, like gravel mixed with honey. “He’s sick. We don’t know what it is but I promise you it isn’t a bite. I swear. We’ve been-”

Any second had arrived, and Charlie fell over. Two vultures helped lower him gently to the ground, and Ro dashed out of the room to get some help. We had no doctor, but we had someone who took a year of pre-med. That’s going to have to work. 

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After Mari, the pre-med student, gave the okay, you took your leave. There was no reason to stay in the medical area, Ted wasn’t leaving Charlie’s side, and Tucker wanted to catch up with his friends. You left the boys all together as you found your way towards the locker room.

The highschool you settled in was big, but useful. You, Tucker, and your friends had spent months getting it completely cleared and secure. The benefit of a Texas high school was the Ag barn in the next lot over, where abandoned stock show projects had been locked in, ensuring their safety. Now there was a small army of goats, sheep, and rabbits. Dirt was brought over and planters built to turn the football field into a garden, and the classrooms were converted into living spaces. It was far enough from town to have a limited number of undead, but close enough to make supply runs easy. The only real problem with it was that it was an enormous maze, and all the hallways would begin to look the same if you were tired enough. 

You got there, eventually. 

You unlocked your locker, and grabbed your provision of soap. Something about being in a highschool while the world falls apart felt right. Poetic justice for how highschool feels, made manifest in the events outside.

 You left the locker room looking like a living human again. 

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You went back to the nurses office to check on Tucker. His friends would need rooms, supplies, and a tour. That was your job. Everything here was your fucking job. You had the list of available rooms, you had the list of provisions. If there was a list, you had it. This community was your baby, and you knew everything about what it has and what it needs.

Tucker and Ted were sitting on some chairs, laughing, as you walked in. Charlie had finally drifted to sleep, Mari sat in the corner, pouring over a stack of textbooks. The third man sat by Charlie’s bed, rubbing his temples. He was clearly stressed.

You glanced around the room, deciding what to do next. Nobody seemed ready to leave yet. You decided to chat with Mari.

“Hey, how’s he doing?” You asked, taking the chair next to her. 

“He’s resting. He’s… I don’t know,” Mari said, sighing. She slumped down in her chair like a piece of thin paper leaning against a wall. “I don’t know what’s wrong with him. He’s just… sick. No bites anywhere, no infection. It could be a million things. It’s not like we can do a blood test.” 

You nodded solemnly, glancing at the notes on her clipboard. It was full of question marks.

“What’s next?” you asked.

“Next he sleeps for as long as he can, we feed him, and I try to figure out what’s wrong. I don’t want to drain our medicine supply but the only way I know how to do this is trial by error. I just wish it was Kayla and not me, for Charlie’s sake.” 

You agreed, Kayla actually had a degree. Emphasis on had. Now she doesn’t have much of anything.

Tucker spoke up from the other end of the room. 

“How many rooms are in the 300 hall?” 

“None in 300. All of hall 400 is open, but it’s not prepped.” You said.

“Let’s just put them down our hall.” Tucker said.

You felt a flash of an intense blend of emotions, something between panic and anger. You don’t put people down that hall. It’s the hall next to the library, the most isolated area in the building, and the only people who have ever stayed in it are you and your family.

Now, it’s you and Tucker’s hall. Nobody else’s.

“What?” You asked. You knew it was pointless, he’d just rephrase.

“Our hall. Just in the rooms next to us.” You breathed a sigh of relief. The rooms directly adjacent to you and Tucker have never been filled. 

You were grateful you didn't have to go clear out your family's stuff. You were grateful you have never had to go into their rooms at all.

[pequins]

schlatt confirming ‘toots’ is his go-to pet name has made my week

schlatt writers abt to go crazy

[kkentobox]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀his tender loving! w/ jschlatt.

description: having a loud online persona, most assume your new york man is a hassle to keep around. there was no need to prove them otherwise, his gentle love was all yours.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀tags: fluff! sappy & soft schlatt, female reader!

authors note: i fell back in love with him after not watching his content for a good year, so i couldn’t help myself ^_^ reblogs & likes are always appreciated <3

⠀⠀recording days always amused you. you had very little information of who jay was before you had begun dating, so anytime you were in his home while he was recording; it surprised you. he was known to be very loud, cocky of who he was and how much he made. his charming humor would remain, but everything else always made you want to witness the scene up close.

with his booming laughter echoing the halls, you found comfort in the noise from your place in the living room. mindlessly scrolling through your phone while you patiently waited for his recording to end. quietness began to seep through the house, ultimately letting you know he had finally wrapped everything up. being under the same roof yet being separated for hours, excitement began to bubble in you as you awaited for him to find you.

as you predicted, jay had found you on the couch wearing nothing but shorts that left nothing to the imagination and one of his many sweaters. “you finished early, should i be expecting a good check soon?” you smiled through your teasing question as your arms opened up, needing him to lay on top of you to feel his warmth. “mhm, we’ll be getting you a yacht for the summer in no time, baby.”

having found his way into your arms, jay wasted no time in placing his warm hands underneath the sweater to hold onto your waist. his face snuggling into your neck, soft giggles could be heard from you as his facial hair tickled the sensitive skin causing him to chuckle in return. with your fingers twirling the ends of his hair, “you should keep cutting your hair like this. .” a whisper broke through. humming against your neck, “yeah? why’s that?” his tender voice being reserved just for you, he leaned his head back just enough to look at your face. his eyes gently tracing the features your face holds, features he’s grown to love oh so dearly. from the little crinkles of your eyes when you smile to the way your nose twitches when he can’t resist placing a kiss on it. “you have little curls in the front when you keep it this length, i like em’.”

and with that reasoning alone, he knew he would keep his hair like this forever. “i’ll do it just for you.” planting a kiss to your jaw led to many aggressive kisses being planted everywhere. people called it cuteness aggression, you were a victim of this every day, not that you minded. tugging on his hair just hard enough eventually made him stop, “you have a real problem with that, mister.” though the big dopey smile on your face gave away your true intention, “have no clue what you’re talking bout’.” he would grin right back at you. scratching the facial hair on his cheeks, you looked up at him with the biggest eyes. deciding to place one more tiny kiss on your lips, he leaned down only to linger a few moments more. “you’re going to be the death of me someday, toots.” “hoping it’s soon, your christmas album money is looking real good right now.” giggling together once more, it was always a comfort being yours.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ do not steal or plagiarize any work belonging to kkentobox !

[exactlymaximumgarden]

schlatt with a celebrity s/o. maybe you're famous from acting, from music, streaming, modeling, literally whatever. either way, you're famous in your own right.

so imagine schlatt is doing a simple gaming stream, specifically another drunk truck simulator. he has media share turned on to entertain himself while on the road, and his viewers are submitting the usual stuff they know will make him laugh. however, one submission throws him for a loop.

it's a thirst edit of you.

schlatt has to stop a second and watch, ogling at the screen as the edit plays. "god damn," he softly mutters under his breath. meanwhile, his truck slowly starts drifting to the wrong side of the road, half of chat laughing at his reaction and the other half screaming at him to pay attention to the drive.

"who sent that in? who sent that? that is- ope." schlatt quickly veers back into the correct lane. "that is not funny. do not send me edits of my girlfriend while i am on the road, okay?" he can't help himself as he starts dissolving into laughter. however, his cheeks have very visibly heated up. "i am not a distracted driver, chat! i will not become one of those... those drunk crashers they warn you about."

this, of course, only enables chat further. more and more edits of you are flooded into the media share queue, and every single time, schlatt can't take his eyes off you. he tries to play it off by laughing, yelling "STOP!" at chat, but he secretly loves it. any opportunity to admire you is a welcome one. however, finally, he pauses his game and playfully scolds the viewers.

"guys, guys. look, i love looking at (y/n) as much as you do. i do. but i really need you guys to curtail it for tonight, alright? i'm gonna flip the fuckin' truck again if i keep takin' my eyes off the game."

he squints at chat as the responses come flooding in.

"someone said, 'you know you like it, sclit.' i know i do! you got me, man, i do! my girl might kill me if i set a bad example on the road, though. y'know how it is."

[eurusuru3]

bro Schlatt ‼️‼️‼️ just ONE chance bro ‼️‼️‼️ I'll sign the NDA ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[ohbabydollie]

flashing schlatt mid argument.

omg that’s crazy

you and schlatt had been bickering for a few minutes now, over something probably stupid, but with all the stress you two had been dealing with lately, it just seemed to be the breaking point.

you had started to feel bad about arguing in the first place, now feeling dumb about doing so, that’s when you decided to bring the argument to a halt.

you had suddenly thought of something so fool proof, it had to work.

you just had to move quick with it, taking a quick second to step back as schlatt is scolding you, feeling a small grin tug at your lips.

“what the fuck are ya so smiley for?” he asks angrily

you don’t respond, instead quickly lifting your shirt up, giving him a few moments to stand there frozen as he takes in what happened before making a run for the opened door.

“wait!” he calls out running after you, “I’ll stop arguin’ jus’ give me another view”

who tf wrote that???

[rencantstopfalling]

Jschlatt Boyfriend HC

Jschlatt x gn!reader

Cw: NSFW MDNI 18+

Sfw:

-He outwardly says he doesn't like your dog but constantly gets caught cuddling the thing, and giving it's treats all the time

-if you work, he will get up with you and make you coffee and a bagel so you have breakfast on your way to work

- on that's same sentiment, if he isn't to busy, he will bring you lunch, either homemade or takeout

-Pretends to be grumpy when he has ro get you period products but he actually doesn't mind, he has all your favorite products written in his notes app with pictures

-absolutely adores when you take interest in his favorite shows or games. Loves to play DayZ with you and do that's stupid podcast

-he's the little spoon, ALWAYS. I'm sorry I can't think of a world where this man doesn't just want to be held and praised. Running your hands through he hair as he lays on your chest

-Spoils the hell out of you. It's actually hello shopping with him cause everything you touch, look to long at or express any type of interest in he's throwing in the cart. YOU NEVER PAY FOR ANYTHING

-Doesn't like you driving. Your his lovey your to delicate to drive. He wants you all nice and pretty as his passenger princess/prince (i also hc he drives like a maniac so sorry if you get motion sick.) It's always a fight when it's time to go out

-Learns to cook just to try and impress you

-tells you you don't have to work cause he's able to support the two of you, wants you to just pursue hobbies and he wants to fund them.

-Always takes you on vacation! Not just to japan, but anywhere you wanna go.

Nsfw:

-He curves to the left. Nothing else for me to say on that

-Definitely owns a few toys for himself, from before you guys started dating, like a flashlight, and cockring

-this guys loves missionary, loves to see your fucked out face and chest, loves to mark you

-hes not a rough guy, those most rough je will be is some deep thrusts, and maybe light chocking if you ask

-gets hard over literally everything, and is always ready to to

-loves to go down on you whether you got a pussy or cock he is down there ALL THE TIME, often wakes you up with it

-loves getting his hair pulled like a slut

-I wouldn't say he's a bottom but maybe a service top

-hates degrading you but will do it a little if you beg him, like a few dirty sluts but not much more

- however he likes to be degraded, call him all type of names, he is your much, he is your little man slut, your whore

-falls asleep right after sex, this dude just collapses on top of you, still in you. You gotta push the beast off of you in order to just breathe

- Although he doesn't like being to rough, give him a few swigs of whiskey and he will do anything you ask of him. You want him to absolutely destroy you, slap you, call you all types of names, get him drunk

-its because when he isn't drunk he severely overthinks everything and gets in his head that he won't be able to hold himself back and he will seriously hurt you, but once he is a little loose all those thoughts go away

-while he was drunk, you guys have definitely broken the bed...

[klintoris]

Jorking it to schlatts new video, oh my glob.

[l4ndoflies]

Take it

Schlatt x reader

Smut, 18+ minors dni!!

Sometimes Schlatt gets into a very particular mood. He loves you, god, he loves you so much but sometimes, what he needs is to fuck you like he hates you. Sometimes he needs it dirty and rough, and sometimes it's cold and calculated.

But damn, if it isn't the best sex you've had.

It's the kind of sex where he doesn't wait, where he wastes no time in getting your bottom half accessible to him so that he can thrust into you, making you take the entirety of his cock in one smooth stroke. He doesn't wait for you to adjust, instead, he smirks at the way your breath leaves your body as he immediately pulls out and thrusts back into you so hard that your body jostles with the force.

For a second, the pleasure-pain is so intense you are physically unable of making any noise. You're left staring up at him, mouth dropped open on a moan that is stuck in your throat, eyes rolling back when he spreads your legs wider to get a deeper angle.

With every deep thrust, he knocks the wind out of your body, you can't catch your breath and you're left pleading with him to give you a break.

"Jay." you gasp, "Fuck- baby, I can't-“

"Shut up an' take it" he growls in your ear, pushing your legs further back against your chest, hips drilling into you, "Be a good girl, and take it for me."

His lips smash against yours, and you whine against him, hands digging into his shoulder blades and down his back, no doubt leaving red marks in their wake.

"Fuck," you moan, nearly screaming when his hand comes to rub harshly at your clit, " can't." you whine.

"Thought you were my good girl?" Schlatt says, voice low and deep and impressively steady for the brutal pace he's keeping, "Don't you wanna be my good girl?"

"Yes," you whine, long, drawn-out and needy, "Wanna be good."

"well" he hisses, biting down on your bottom lip roughly, "then shut up, and fucking take it."

And take it you do, because you are nothing if not his good girl.

[storiesforallfandoms]

the hotel room ~ jschlatt

word count: 2341

request?: no

description: in which they stay in a $4k hotel room, so of course they have to put it to good use

pairing: jschlatt x female!reader

warnings: swearing, rpf, smut (fingering, oral m receiving, praising, unprotected p in v, lil bit of rough sex, multiple orgasms), yet another $4k hotel room fic

masterlist (one, two, three)

"You spent how much?!"

Schlatt merely smirked as he got out of the car he had rented for your Japan trip. You turned back to the huge hotel that stood before you. The look of it alone made you feel extremely poor, and now knowing how much he had paid for it made you feel unworthy of even being on the premises.

He opened the car door and nodded for you to get out. "Come on, we gotta see this fucker."

You followed him into the hotel, with Trevo following behind both of you with the camera in his hand. When you had asked him if he was staying in the same hotel on the ride over, he started laughing. Now you knew why that was his reaction.

The room was huge. Basically big enough to be an apartment. Which made sense because it was the price of rent for an average apartment in New York. Honestly, classifying this as a "room" felt like an understatement. You were almost afraid to touch anything because of how expensive it all felt.

Schlatt and Trevor filmed around the room ("Now it's a tax write off," Schlatt had joked) while you sat on the bed. Even though the room was so expensive it was intimidating, you had to admit it was the comfiest bed you'd ever laid on. Even better than your and Schlatt's shared bed back home. You had also noticed the bathroom, which had a huge walk in shower and a jacuzzi bath tub in the shower, and you were beyond excited to get to use it.

The video concluded with Schlatt showing Trevor the terrace. You followed them outside upon Schlatt's request to see the beautiful view. You were tucked against his side as Trevor shut off the camera. His hand was idly running up and down your arm, so that plus the welcoming heat from his body was starting to lull you to sleep. You had had a long day of travel and you wanted nothing more than to get a hot shower then slip under the covers of that super comfy bed.

"I'm gonna shower," you mumble sheepishly.

"Okay babe," Schlatt said, kissing the top of your head. "I'm gonna finish my beer with Trevor. I'll kick him out if you go to bed before he leaves."

You chuckled. "You don't have to do that, but if he is gone by the time I get out, then I'll see you tomorrow Trevor."

You shut the bathroom door then turned to the shower. You were expecting it to be extremely hard to operate, but you were surprised that it was a very simple, single shower handle. You turned it to nearly as hot as it could go and undressed. You closed the shower door and stepped under the hot water, signing in relief as the hot water hit your body. You washed your hair, letting yourself enjoy the water as you washed up.

The hot water steamed up the shower door enough that you didn't see the bathroom door opening and someone slipping in. You didn't hear the clothes hitting the floor either. When the shower door opened, you yelped. Schlatt chuckled as he slipped in behind you.

"Is Trevor gone already?" you asked.

"Yeah, he also wanted to get back to his hotel and go to bed." He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you flush against his chest. You tried not to notice his hard length pressing against your back. "Jesus, this shower is nice."

"It better be for $4000 a night," you said, leaning into his arms.

"You're not gonna let that go, are you?" he said with a laugh.

"Of course not! That's, like, the price of rent!"

You words were cut off by a gasp as Schlatt cupped your breasts. His fingers rolled one of your nipples between them as his lips lowered to your neck. You moaned as he nipped at the sensitive skin of your neck. It was getting harder to ignore the hard cock pressing against you.

"Have you washed yet?" he whispered in your ear.

"W-What? N-No."

You nearly whimpered as Schlatt pulled away, leaving you missing his body against yours. You watched as he picked up your body wash and squirted some onto his hand. He lathered up both hands and stood behind you again. His soapy hands cupped your breasts again, lathering them up in the sweet scented soap. One hand stayed massaging your breast while the other started moving down. It skimmed your stomach, moving in slow circles to keep lathering the body wash. He ran his soapy hand over one inner thigh, then over the other. Despite the hot water still running over you both, you were shivering with anticipating.

Two fingers ran through your folds before applying pressure to your clit. You moaned as Schlatt started rubbing agonizingly slow circles against your clit. His lips found their way to your neck again, kissing and biting you, undoubtably leaving marks. Your body jolted involuntarily and pressed your ass further against Schlatt. He groaned, his cock twitching against you.

"I think," he said, his mouth right next to your ear, "I should be very thorough in cleaning you."

And with that, he slipped a finger into you. You cried out in pleasure as he slowly fucked you with his finger. The palm of his hand pressed against your clit, picking up where his fingers had left off. You were quite literally putty in his hands. The hand on your breast moved to wrap around your middle, holding you up as your legs began to tremble.

"You gonna cum for me baby?" he asked. "I can feel you tightening around my finger. If I give you another one, will you cum for me?" You nodded, but he grabbed your chin and turned your head to look at him. "Use your words, toots."

"Yes!" you cried. "Yes, Jay. I'll cum for you!"

He smiled and slipped a second finger into you. It didn't take long for him to coax an orgasm out of you. You trembled in his arms, your walls spasming around his fingers. The sounds of your moans echoed off the bathroom walls. Schlatt whispered praises into your ear as you came down from your high. You whimpered as he pulled his fingers from you. He held his hand under the water, which had started going cold, to rinse your juices from them.

Schlatt reached past you to turn off the water. You turned to face him, almost immediately noticing he was still hard. You reached down to stoke his cock. He grunted as your hand touched his member. You pumped him a few times before moving to kneel, but Schlatt stopped you.

"Not here," he said, breathless. "Wouldn't want you to hurt those pretty knees on the tile floor."

He led you back into the room and sat you on the comfortable bed. Schlatt stood before you, stroking his cock as he looked down at you in admiration. He ran his free hand through your hair.

"Open."

You did as he commanded, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue. He smirked at you. "Good girl."

He smacked his cock against your tongue before slowly pushing it into your mouth. You wrapped your lips around him, keeping your tongue on the underside of his cock. He moaned as you took him as deep as you could go. You looked up at him, his head thrown back in pleasure, beads of water from the shower still dripping down your body. You felt yourself becoming wet (or rather wetter) between your legs at the sight alone.

He was slow and gentle as he fucked your mouth. He didn't want to accidentally gag you or hurt your jaw (it had happened before and he still felt immensely guilty for it). He wanted to savor the feeling of your warm, wet mouth wrapped around him, and the sight your beautiful eyes looking up at him. But god, he'd be lying if he said he didn't just wanna fuck your face until drool was running down your chin and he was shooting his load deep into your throat. You were so beautiful and perfect, and he just loved when he got to ruin you because you were his and his alone.

When the feeling of your mouth around him became too much, he pulled himself from you and said, "Up on the bed on all fours."

You wasted no time in doing what he said, a small smile on your face as you did. He chuckled to himself at your excitement as he climbed up onto the bed behind you. He put a hand between your shoulders, guiding you down onto the bed until your face was buried in the pillows and your ass was in the air, presented to him.

"The bed isn't against anything, so I can go as hard as I want without worrying about the headboard," he said, running his cock through your folds in a teasing way. "If I go too hard, you'll tell me, right?"

"Yes sir," you said, your words muffled by the bed sheets.

"What's the safe word, princess? I need to hear it before we start."

"P-Pineapples. Fuck, please fuck me, Jay. Please."

"Who am I to say no when you're beggin' all pretty for me?"

He pushed himself into you, filling you completely with one thrust. You cried out, muffling your noises with the sheets below you. As he started thrusting at a brutal pace, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled your head up from the bed.

"Don't you dare try to muffle those pretty noises," he growled. "I wanna hear how good I'm makin' you feel."

You had no intentions of holding back your noises, mainly because you didn't think you'd be able to. He had you so cock drunk that all you could focus on was the feeling of his cock abusing your g-spot. You gave him exactly what he wanted, your moans filling the room and mixing with the sound of his skin slapping against yours. Once you were able to focus on anything else, you had to admit you were impressed with how little the bed was moving even with Schlatt's roughest thrusts.

He let go of your hair, allowing your head to fall back onto the bed, to grab your hips with both hands. His fingers dug into the fleshy parts, definitely leaving more marks on you. Not that either of you minded. You loved when Schlatt marked you up. You wore the hickies that he gave you with pride, letting everyone know who you belonged to. With this new grip, though, he was able to pound into you harder, which you didn't think would've been possible. You cried out as you felt the familiar pressure building in your lower stomach again.

"Are you gonna cum again?" he asked. "Gonna cum all over this cock like a good girl, babe?"

"Y-Yes!" you cried. "Yes I'm gonna cum again. F-Fuck, it f-feels so g-good."

"That's it, baby, cum all over my cock. I'll give you want you want then, I promise."

He didn't have to do or say much else to get you to cum again. You were already on the edge of your orgasm, and you weren't sure you'd be able to stop yourself even if you tried. You gripped the sheets so tight in your hands that you could almost feel your nails digging into your palms through the fabric. You screamed Schlatt's name as your orgasm ripped through you, hitting you harder than your last one had.

Schlatt wasn't too far behind you, his thrusts growing sloppy and his cock twitching inside of you. He reached for your arms, pulling you up so that you were pressed against him once again. You turned your head to meet his lips as he thrusted into you one final time, spilling himself completely inside of you. He held you close, his body trembling from his own release. His hands wandered to and part of your body he could touch, until he finally settled on wrapping one arm around your waist and the other across your chest. He was whispering praises into your ear again as you both came down from your high.

Eventually, when he started to soften, he gently lowered you back onto the bed then pulled himself from you. You rolled onto your back, watching him as he disappeared back into the bathroom and came out with a wash cloth for you.

"I hope they don't charge for us using the fuckin' towels and cloths," he said as he passed you the warm cloth.

You giggled. "You already spent $4000, what's another couple dollars to clean up after sex?"

"I'll tell you one thing, this is the nicest fuckin' room I've ever had sex in. Nothing else will ever compare."

"You're right. We may as well just stop having sex once we leave this room."

He gave you a look. "Okay, I didn't say that."

You giggled again as he got into bed with you. He pulled you into his arms and pulled the covers up over the both of you. Your body immediately relaxed into his side, and into the most comfortable mattress you've ever laid on in your life.

It was silent for a moment, and you were starting to fall asleep, when Schlatt suddenly woke you by exclaiming, "There's a fuckin' button to close the blinds!"

You opened your eyes to watch Schlatt click a button next to the bed, and suddenly the large, black out blinds started to slowly draw shut on their own.

"Jesus, I fuckin' hate rich people," Schlatt muttered.

"And yet you're the one who booked this room."

"Okay, we've been over that. Time to move on."

You playfully stuck your tongue out at him before mumbling, "Goodnight, Jay."

"Goodnight, babe." He kissed the top of your head. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

[kinascum]

yeaH SING HO !!!

[squinch-depraved]

wennie's masterlist !!!

bold = 18+ (MDNI)

!please alert me if a link isn't working!

jschlatt:

schlatt waking you up and using you however he wants

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

bratty munch schlatt

sex chocolates

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

cnc gunplay with schlatt

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

breeding kink with schlatt

schlatt hires a hot secretary and can't stay away

giggly sex/mating press with schlatt

phone sex with schlatt

schlatt x fwb!reader hcs

schlatt buys you a maid outfit

schlatt but reader's being a brat (camping p1)

breeding kink but this time he makes your belly bulge

shibari japan fic p1

cnc lc!schlatt

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

sexy cool reader takes schlatt's virginity (college au)

schlatt eats pussy for the first time (college au)

jealous schlatt (college au)

schlatt steals your panties

hole inspection w/ schlatt

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

priest schlatt

spooning and jerking off schlatt

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

shower sex + piss with schlatt

feederism/eructophilia with schlatt

mild cnc/intox with schlatt

schlatt x single mom!reader (how you met hcs)

schlatt x single mom!reader p1

schlatt catches you humping a rammie plushie

lc!schlatt halloween party intox

schlatt feeds you leftover halloween candy

schlatt short blurb 1

schlatt nsfw alphabet

ted nivison:

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

smoking with ted and he gets really shy

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

ted shower sex

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

ted oral fixation hcs

ted cnc stoned reader free use

ted and cscoop three way

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

taking ted's virginity (college au)

ted eating you out with a mustache

tedschlatt:

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

cooper cscoop:

ted and cscoop three way

intox + cnc high and scared reader with cooper

soft smut cooper with chronically ill!reader

cscoop sfw & nsfw hcs p1

cscoop sfw & nsfw hcs p2

cooper takes your virginity

cooper taking pictures and videos of you hcs

long distance video call sex with cooper

cuddly sex w/ cooper

cscoop nsfw alphabet

charlie slimecicle:

asking him to take you home from a party leads to more

buying charlie a toy to use while you're gone on a trip

charlie begging to sit under your desk so he can taste you

trying for a baby with charlie

taking charlie's virginity (college au)

making charlie film himself jerking off in a mirror

virgin!college au:

part 1 (taking schlatt's virginity)

part 2 (schlatt eats you out for the first time)

part 3 (taking charlie's virginity)

part 4 (how schlatt finds out about you and charlie)

part 5 (taking ted's virginity)

part 6 (schlatt finds out)

part 7 (foursome...?)

[pequins]

𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

• doting to the point of annoyance. do you need anything? are you comfortable? are you hungry? thirsty? did you take prenatals today?do you want a blanket? you need a blanket.

• absolutely clueless about what he’s doing, but he’d put on an act like he knows what he’s doing, secretly calling his mom for step-by-step instructions.

• tells everyone you’re pregnant. random cashier? their pregnant btw!

• talking to your tummy as soon as he finds out you’re pregnant and swears the baby can hear him.

• “i will love you forever, unless you’re a red sox fan.”

• definitely forces the baby to listen to his christmas album

• starts referring to you as ‘momma’ much to your dismay

• suggests baby names like ‘blender’ and ‘playbutton’

• stays up for hours on google researching ‘what to do when pregnant’ and giving himself anxiety.

• his research leads him to believe that you need to be in bed! all the time!

• he attends all your appointments and somehow gets more emotional than you

• absolutely pretends like he knows more than your obstetrician, google said so.

• already practicing his horrible dad jokes

• "what did the ocean say to the beach?" "what?" "nothing, it just waved."

• takes pictures and videos of your bump, every. single. day.

• nests harder than you do, buys unnecessary gadgets, organizes baby clothes that wont fit by month 2.

• tries to paint the nursery himself but accidentally getting paint all over himself and the walls.. and the carpet.

• definitely bought himself a ‘worlds best dad’ mug

[kkentobox]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀money talks! w/ jschlatt.

description: only your man could spend money like it was nothing, especially when it came to you. whatever baby wants, baby gets!

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀tags: gender neutral reader! established relationship, suggestive content, surprising public display of affection on schlatt’s end, schlatt just needs to keep it in his pants.

author’s note: rewatching his expensive new york hotel video sparked this idea ;p reblogs & likes are always appreciated <3 do not steal or plagiarize any work belonging to kkentobox !

⠀⠀despite his hate for the big city, there was nothing more satisfying to jonathan schlatt than buying whatever your heart desired when walking down the expensive streets of new york. “anything you want baby, it’s yours.” he’d whisper in your ear anytime he noticed your hesitation in picking up an item.

⠀⠀“should i get this pair in black? or would it look better in white?” holding up a pair of shoes, a gentle pout on your lips as you contemplated your choices. though, you knew what his response would be. “get em’ in both, easy.” like it was nothing, jay’s nonchalant response to spending an endless amount of money made you want to fall to your knees. you weren’t in it for the money, nor were you someone who valued it over true love; but god did it feel nice to be spoiled by your man.

⠀⠀jewelry stores were always his favorites, always holding up the items that sparkled the most, “how bout’ we get you this one, doll?” with a wide grin across his face. “i’ll do you one better,” moving from your place on his side, you pointed at the section that carried the gold plated initials, “what if i got your initials on that lovely chain you have there?” with the way your eyes shined up at him, how could he resist? “you planning my funeral?” a clear yes with the way he spoke. the idea of having you underneath him later with his initials displayed on your soft skin was enough for his knees to buckle.

⠀⠀his hands were glued to your hips as he stood tall behind you in the mirror, the attendants having the brilliant idea of having you wear it in the store. “christ, i’m hard.” he grumbled, gaining a laugh and a gentle slap to his arm. “keep that to yourself, big guy.” focusing back on the view ahead, his eyes not having teared from the way the necklace suited you so well. “you’re a sight for sore eyes, toots.”

⠀⠀turning around to face him, throwing your arms over his broad shoulders, “i take it you like the necklace.” humming in pride over how fond he looked, “like it? doll, i’m ready to rip your clothes off with my teeth in front of these uptight assholes.” “hm, if you hadn’t just bought me these new clothes i might’ve just let you. .” anyone with eyes could tell there was a couple in the store with a clear passion for one another. “careful. i can always replace em’” leaning down to seal a kiss to your lips, he had long forgotten where they were.

⠀⠀always weak for jay, you indulged him. allowing the kiss to deepen a couple seconds longer than what could be seen as a normal kiss. his hands beginning to pull you closer to his body, sensing that you were losing yourself the more you felt his chest flush against yours, you pulled away; his lips instantly chasing yours. “take me to a couple more stores and we might be able to find a changing room.” “start walking, baby.”

[exactlymaximumgarden]

no thoughts, just hotel room sex with lowkey cocky schlatt <3 inspired by this image a little bit ngl. also bc it makes me go feral LOL. nsfw under the cut.

it's been a long day. schlatt brought you along with him on his trip to japan, and of course, this whole first day has mainly consisted of sitting in an airport, sitting on a plane, sitting in another airport, and trying to regain your bearings as you gradually work to acclimate to the new country, all of which is par for the course for such a trip. you're just lucky schlatt has been here before and seems to know what he's doing.

however, you're exhausted. you need some release. and he is more than willing to give it to you.

the hotel room lights are dimmed since it's later on in the evening. schlatt lays beneath you on the couch, his large and calloused hands firmly planted on your hips as you sit perched on his lap. your naked body is illuminated by the moonlight pouring in through the windows while schlatt's shorts and boxers are slid down to his ankles and his hoodie slightly pulled upwards on his stomach. the prick.

your hips roll furiously against his, his cock repeatedly hitting that perfect spot within you. a string of soft moans spills from your lips, your head tilted back in ecstasy. schlatt's got a hazy look in his eye, and a smug smirk tugs at his mouth. the more your movements speed up, the more you chase your climax, the lighter his grip on your hips becomes.

he doesn't even have to do the work. he'd much rather watch you unravel above him.

this change in his grip does not go unnoticed. you emit a high-pitched whimper of frustration, gazing down at him with half-lidded eyes and a pout. "hold me," you quietly beg, barely able to form coherent sentences longer than a few words. "can't feel you..."

"can't feel me?" his voice comes out more gruff than intended. "lemme fix that for ya, huh, toots?"

he barely gives you any time to react before his hands are back on you, holding you in place hovering above his hips as he begins to thrust upward. it's quick, the way he switches. his quiet breaths and groans from before turn into frenzied grunts as he snaps up into you. your moans only increase in pitch and volume, and you have to fight to keep your voice down out of fear of other neighboring guests hearing you.

it isn't long before your high washes over you, your body wracked with pleasure as you release all over schlatt. he follows soon after, his already sloppy thrusts declining in consistency and strength before he comes to a stuttering halt. you can practically feel his cum painting your insides.

"felt me now?"

[yourleastfavoritesimp]

I like when he spreads his legs U^ェ^U