#ted nivison hcs

[writingduhh]

hi! saw your post saying you want Ted requests :)

maybe since Ted has a cinematography (?) degree he could enthusiastically teach the reader a bit about cameras and what makes good shots when they ask. and then ropes the reader into a sort of… photography date?? where they take turns photographing random objects/scenery and each other. this could also be an opportunity for having his hands over yours on the camera while he helps you position it a little. idk, I just think it might be silly and cute and fluffy :)

THIS IS SO CUTEEE OMGGGG

Ted Nivison || Cinematography Adventure

The late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of Ted’s living room, casting a warm glow across the cluttered coffee table. Empty soda cans, a half-eaten bag of chips, and Ted’s laptop sat between the two of you as another absurd video played on the screen. You were tucked against his side, his arms wrapped snugly around you like he had no intention of letting go. His head rested lazily atop yours, his glasses slightly askew from the way he was pressed against you, but he didn’t bother adjusting them. Instead, he just nuzzled closer.

His fingers moved absentmindedly along your leg, tracing little shapes, a steady, comforting motion that sent shivers up your spine. Every so often, he’d squeeze your knee or shift slightly just to pull you closer, like he needed the contact as much as you did.

“You’re way too into these niche food reviews,” you said, tossing a chip at him as the YouTuber on screen described the texture of a cheeseburger with unnecessary detail.

Ted caught the chip mid-air without moving from his spot against you, grinning. “Don’t knock the hustle! This is art.”

“Art?” you teased, shifting just enough to glance up at him. The movement made his glasses slip further down his nose, but he still didn’t fix them. Instead, he simply tightened his hold on you like he was keeping you in place. “I don’t think shaky camera work and greasy napkins count as art.”

He gasped in mock horror, his arms squeezing you dramatically. “I’ll have you know, there’s a craft to this. Framing, lighting, pacing—it all matters.”

That piqued your curiosity. “Alright, Mr. Film School, explain it to me. What makes a good shot? Like, how do you even start?”

Ted’s face lit up the way it always did when someone gave him an excuse to talk about something he loved. He didn’t move away. If anything, he pulled you closer, one hand resting lightly over yours as he launched into his explanation. “Oh, I thought you’d never ask. Okay, so…”

What followed was an enthusiastic crash course on the basics of cinematography. Ted went on about the rule of thirds, lighting, and angles, using random objects around the room for over-the-top demonstrations.

“See, if I film this soda can from down low, it looks super intimidating. Like, bam, dramatic soda,” he said, crouching on the floor and holding his phone at a ridiculous angle.

You rolled your eyes. “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Ridiculously cool,” he corrected, standing up with a flourish. “But seriously, you should try it sometime. It’s fun messing around with different shots.”

“I don’t even know how to work a camera,” you admitted, shrugging.

Ted’s eyebrows shot up. “What?! Okay, no. This cannot stand. We’re fixing this immediately.”

Before you could protest, he was already pacing the room like he was plotting something. “Alright, here’s the plan: tomorrow, we’re going on a cinematic adventure date.”

“A what?”

“A cinematic adventure date,” he repeated, grinning. “It’s like a regular adventure date, but cooler because I’m there. And I’ll teach you everything I know about cameras.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his enthusiasm. “Fine. But if you make me look dumb, I’m banning you from our snack afternoons forever.”

Ted gasped, immediately pulling you back into his arms. “You wouldn’t.”

“Try me.”

“Okay, now I have to make this a perfect lesson,” he declared, rubbing your back like he was sealing a deal. “I will be the best teacher you’ve ever had.

The next day, true to his word, Ted showed up at your door with a camera bag slung over one shoulder and a wide grin.

“Ready to become the next Spielberg?” he asked as you locked the door behind you.

“You’re setting the bar way too high,” you said, laughing.

“Good,” he replied. “I’m here to inspire greatness.”

The rest of the afternoon was spent wandering through the park, Ted guiding you through the basics of working his camera. At first, it felt awkward—fumbling with the buttons, trying to frame shots without cutting off half of your subject. But Ted was patient, offering tips with an easygoing humor and enthusiasm that made you forget to feel self-conscious.

At some point, he moved behind you, his hands resting lightly over yours as he helped adjust the settings. His voice was low and steady as he explained what he was doing, but all you could focus on was the warmth of his chest pressed against your back and the way his breath tickled your ear.

“You’re a natural,” he murmured when you finally took a shot you were proud of. An up close photo of a flower, perfectly framed against the golden afternoon light.

“Only because you’re a good teacher,” you replied, tilting your head up to meet his gaze.

He looked at you for a long moment, his expression softening. Then, without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your head.

“I guess we make a pretty good team, huh?”

Your heart skipped a beat, but before you could respond, he suddenly spun you around, keeping his hands on your waist.

“Next challenge,” he announced. “Try to take a picture of this gorgeous man.”

You laughed, already lifting the camera. “Oh, so you mean the cute squirrel over there?”

Ted gasped, pulling you into an even tighter hug, swaying slightly like you’d physically wounded him. “Wow. Betrayed. I am right here.”

“Alright, fine,” you teased, adjusting the lens. “Smile, Mr. Model.”

He posed in his most nonchalant way, which only made you giggle. But as you lowered the camera, he leaned in just a little, his eyes warm as they met yours.

“Hey,” he murmured. “This is fun.”

You nodded. “Yeah, it really is.”

Ted beamed, taking the camera from you and snapping a candid shot before you could react.

“Hey!” you protested.

“Just documenting how cute you look,” he said with a wink.

Rolling your eyes, you stole the camera back. “That’s it. I’m deleting it.”

“Nope. Evidence of our amazing date.”

You smirked. “I guess we’ll need another picture date so I can get some candid shots of you.”

Ted chuckled softly, rolling his eyes. “Alright, I’ll let you take some. Only because I love you.”

[anotherfcknschlattsimp]

Kinktober Day 2

one bed trope

let's go

schlatt

jokes about taking the bed and you taking the couch, but overall wants to share the bed “for comfort’s sake toots”

very upset about it (or so you think)

tries to stay a respectful distance from you

dreams about you nonstop in more and more lewd ways. wakes up in the middle of the night with a b o n e r i tell you what

he had to fix that shit NEOW 

hopes you wont wake up while he’s desecrating the close friendship you two have built on trust

aka, jerking off next to his crush and best friend while in bed with them after dreaming about fucking them

gets VERY scared and insecure when you wake up and catch him, ready to flee

ted (im realizing i am not a ted writer)

offers to take the couch

you say you’d rather have him lay with you than sit in the cuck chair all night, his spine would be ruined and mess up his attitude for the next day of shooting

doesn’t take all that much convincing 

offers his arm for you to cuddle him if you wanted

also one to dream of you while trying not to think about how close and warm and pretty much perfect you are, pressed right up to his side

you wake up in the morning with ted spooning you and with something uncomfortably poking your ass

ted doesnt seem to be awake yet so you test a theory by rubbing yourself against him

he moans out your name among choruses of swears as he finally cums his pants

you can feel the wet patch but dont want to clean up before he wakes and has to deal with the fact that he did that

read: fuck you how he did in his dream

charlie

insists on taking the couch

i mean INSISTS

you have to drag him to the bed

you dont give him a chance at distancing from you, pulling him into a cuddling position

“cuddle me char-char” you say in an overly innocent tone

he finally sinks into the embrace and rests his eyes for the night, still nervous about what might happen

he’s had naughty dreams about you before and just prayed that it wouldnt happen tonight

you wake up and notice your hand drifted south to charlie’s hard cock

when you realize, you give a couple experimental strokes which were greeted by him humping your hand and his pretty little whimpers 

you make a hard decision (to wake him up to you sucking him off or you riding him)

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[obsessivestar]

Playing Minecraft with Ted hc's

Because I've been spending too much time in the Take It Easy minecraft server.

This colour is you talking

This colour is Ted talking

No warnings, all fluff :^)

- You're a streamer with a pretty big audience so you basically play whatever you want.

- Today you decided to start up a server with fans on stream.

- You're talking to them through Twitch but they type to you in chat.

- They're already off building cities, you go off on your own and make your own little cabin or whatever.

-Now, It's semi-public knowledge that you're dating Ted Nivison.

- It's just that nothings been officially announced.

- Like, a majority of your casual fans don't know but anyone that follows either of ur Instagrams kinda has the idea

- It kinda creates some drama within ur fans but it's kinda funny to you

- Because half of them are like "ugh guys stop assuming!!1 just cause they're hanging out doesn't mean anything!1"

- but the other half is just like "ok but it's obvious"

- Anyways, as you're playing, you start to see people in minecraft going nuts in chat.

- '????' 'wait--' 'Guys shh' 'SHH'

- "What--What's wrong? Why is everyone confused?"

- Twitch chat immediately gives it away.

- 'TED' 'TED NIVISON SIGHTED' 'TED JUMPSCARE'

- "WHAT? WHY??" You laugh

- You immediately goto discord and call him, making sure stream can hear.

- "Heyyyy..." actin' like nothing is wrong

- "You fucker." "Whaaat?" "Where are you?" "I'm at my house. What's up?" "Go fuck yourself, where are you?" "....Ok, I'm at the village."

- Ted had somehow picked the exact moment you weren't at your PC to hop into the server

- and had somehow told minecraft chat not to say he was there.

- just because he wanted to see how long they could keep the secret

- maybe he wants to see how well your fans can keep a secret..

- Once he's on though, he doesn't mess with you as much as you thought he would.

- You show him where your cabin is

- He immediately runs off for like a full-in game day. Won't tell you where he's going or why.

- He comes back while you're dealing with an Enderman in the morning. You hide under your house, you haven't aggro'd it yet but it's making you nervous.

- You hope Ted went mining and brought back some tools or something, Enderman seems to be completely ignoring him.

- "Hey." "Can you get that thing?? He's been fuckin' with me all night." "I got something for you." "Is it a sword?"

- He places a single poppy down

- "You're welcome :^)" "TED >:^("

- The Enderman snags the poppy

- "HEY! THAT'S NOT YOURS!"

- 'TedNivison was killed by Enderman'

- '[YourUsername] was killed by Enderman'

- You had forgot to put your bed down so you both respawn back at the village.

- You both go back, Enderman's gone, poppy's gone.

- "I'm sorry, I tried to get it back." "Oh don't worry, I have 29." "WHY DO YOU HAVE 29" "Well I HAD 30."

- You go and place your bed upstairs.

- "Do you have another bed?" "No, but I have the stuff to make one" "Ok, cool."

- "Ew don't put your bed next to mine--" "WHA--WHY NOT??" "I don't wanna lay next to you. Gross." "You don't have a problem--okay. Okay! Sure! Fine."

- He messed with you first, seems fair to mess with him back.

- "What were you gonna say, Teddy?" "Nothin'. Nothin'" "Nothing?" "I'm keepin' these lips closed, for now."

- He puts his bed somewhere else.

- You goto sleep for the night

- You watch as he picks his bed up, walks over to you, places it next to you, then goes to sleep for the night.

- 'TedNivison': :^)

- You let out a sigh, Ted starts chucklin', everyone in chat is speculating

- Getting to play minecraft with your fans is great.

- But getting to play minecraft with your favourite guy is even better ♡

[phxntomsdusk]

i’m so sorry for all of my requests

i saw this video and i was like:

“OMG IM GONNA WRITE THESE FOR WILBUR OR TED”

but i got lazy and didn’t

maybe you could?????

wilbur or ted, because you don’t write for tommy

Cliche tropes - Ted x GN!Reader

tags: @ax-y10 , @joviepog , @pheliiaa , @rqvii , @idontreallyexistyet , @ivvees-blog , @haunted-headset , @average-vibe , @vibestillaxxx (ask to be added!)

Partner who talks a lot + bf who listens

ted adores listening to you ramble about the smallest and dumbest things. he could sit down and listen to your words all day, all week, forever and ever. he finds it adorable when you get lost in a certain topic you adore, talking about your day, or even speaking of the things you love about him.

Partner with an attitude + bf who can handle it

even if you’re being a bit sassy with him, he still finds himself admiring and adoring you more than ever. he doesn’t care if you throw an insult his way because of your attitude, he reassures you that he’s able to handle it. if you think you’re being a bit too mean, he makes sure to reassure you with a kiss<3

Short partner + tall bf

oh how he loves how short you are compared to him. resting his arms on your head, or his chin. picking you up easily, and just overall taking advantage of the height difference. he’s always big spoon (but secretly loves little spoon), and adores how small you seem in his hold.

Partner who sends fit checks + bf who sends selfies

whenever you send him a picture he makes sure to compliment your outfit; especially when he sees you wearing his clothes. most of the time though he’ll respond by sending a selfie back. he’ll either be sporting a thumbs up or a goofy smile, and 9 times out if 10 he’s blushing

Overthinking partner + reassuring bf

you definitely mostly overthink because of his online presence. but he makes sure to tell you that you’re perfect no matter what<3 if you overthink your looks or anything, he makes sure to kiss all your insecurities over and over again until you’re reminded of how much he truly adores you

Partner who thinks the sky is pretty + bf who thinks they’re prettier

getting lost in thought while staring at the sky, with a soft smile on your lips. making sure to take pictures of sunsets and sunrises, always telling him how pretty the colors were, but he makes sure to respond with “you’re prettier” or “no you” each and every time

[nvmadic]

i saw an instagram reel about this and IM REELING THINKING ABOUT IT WITH BEST FRIEND TED.

– you're in high school and it's right after the first time you were really hurt by a guy you'd liked since forever. the boy had tried to take your first kiss without asking and then called you something mean for pulling away and telling him no. so of course, you'd ran to your best friend about it because he was the only person you could trust to tell about it, and he makes you a promise.

”you know y/n, if nothing happens for you or me by the time we're eighteen, you can have all my firsts.” you blink at him a moment and laugh, ”what? all of them?” his eyes never leave yours. ”all of them. i trust you with them.”

then your eighteenth birthday rolls around and ted comes to find you towards the end of the party. ”well you're eighteen. i'm eighteen. remind me, have you given away your first kiss yet?” he smiles, placing his cup of water down on the counter. you blush almost sheepishly, you knew what he was referring to because it hadn't left your mind once since he first said it. ”no teddy, i haven't.” now his smile turns into a smirk and he offers his hand out to you.

without thinking, you place your hand in his and he pulls you closer, moving your hand over his shoulder which moves your chest flush against his. he leans in, but not close enough to be within kissing distance. ”y/n, would you let me take your first of firsts if i give you my first of firsts?” you slowly nod and let your eyes flutter shut as he presses his lips against yours.

the next year on your nineteenth birthday, it's just a small get together with friends, but just like last time, he waits until the party is almost over to say anything. ”y/n, would you let me take your second of firsts if i give you my second of firsts?” despite knowing what he's referring to, you have no clue what he's talking about, at least until everyone is shuffling out of your apartment except for him. with a smile, he walks you slowly back to the sofa and presses his lips against yours, hand moving down to your thigh. for awhile, you just move around the sofa, kissing each other and groping around your legs and his shoulder before he pulls away, leaving you confused.

on your twentieth birthday, you almost forget about the question because you went out for a birthday dinner. but as per his new routine, he waited until you were alone in your apartment to ask you the question. ”y/n, would you let me take your third of firsts if i give you my third of firsts?” the question itself makes you a little hazy because now there's no doubt about what's happening and you nod at him the same way you did two years prior. ”this time sweetheart,” the nickname is new it rolls off his tongue perfectly and it makes you blush, ”i need you to give me a clear yes.” swallowing hard, you whisper out, ”yes teddy.”

he takes his time, getting your shirts off and getting back into your bedroom. kissing you and getting your riled up by letting his hands float over where you need him most. discarding the rest of your clothes and reminding you to tell him to stop if it gets to be too much. sliding the condom on and taking his sweet time opening you up with his fingers. there was even a time you could've sworn you heard him mutter ”m'so glad it's you..” under his breath, but you couldn't be sure with how dizzy you were on his cock.

on your twenty-first birthday, you're out with a group of friends at a bar. ted knew drinking might be the only first you would share with a group and he was fine with it, mumbling in your ear, ”congratulations on your fourth first sweetheart.”

by the time your twenty-second birthday rolled around, ted had acquired a new friend, schlatt, who was happy to provide him with another first you could have.

as per routine, everyone left and it was just the two of you. ”y/n, honey,” god you were going to die if he kept using those stupid petnames. ”would you let me take your fifth of firsts if i give you my fifth of firsts?” you tilted your head at him. ”well uhm, what is it?” from his jacket he pulled out a plastic bag and after about ten seconds of staring, you realised what it was. ”ted, is that even legal?” you'd asked, although you didn't really care, you were just nervous. he laughed, ”in this state, yes.”

before you knew it, you were sitting on your couch with him again. the same couch you'd had your first makeout session with, the same couch your shirts had been discarded on before you lost your virginity, and now the same couch you were getting ready to smoke on. and while ted messed with the wrapper, you realised it had all been with the same guy, and no matter how hard you tried to convince yourself you'd only ever be best friends, the last few years had proved otherwise. as ted lifted the rolled cannabis up to your lips, you realised that this was something you didn't want to end after all of your firsts were gone.

THAT ENDED UP BEING WAYYY LONGER THAN I MEANT IT TO BE BUT WHATEVER. (might have to make it a fic now who knows)

saint? hello? to just casually drop this in my inbox and to bless me yet again? please kiss me you gorgeous human being. this is so cute i want this tattooed on the inside of my eyelids so i can read it whilst i sleep.

[rabbitsrams]

thought about this earlier today: ted directing his musician s/o's music video!!

you two discussing ideas for the video: listening to the song and analyzing the lyrics to come up with the perfect video

him admiring you as you sing into the camera/act/etc., sometimes he gets distracted by how pretty you look and the producer has to get his attention lol

after he calls cut you run up to him and kiss for a bit hehe (till you have to shoot the next scene lol)

him not wanting you to see him edit bc he wants u to be surprised by the final product

you two doing a watch party for the mv and you're just. amazed. like the cinematography, the editing, the sets, everything all together in one place. all your ideas on screen and you're so happy with how it turned out :)

anyway i want director! ted bad :)

[pray4saint]

Omgomgimg okay but think about a scenario where you're on a date or out with friends or something and you start getting uncomfy (for whatever reason) so you call your bestie who has feelings for you (dteam and chuckle Sammy; spearate) and they come pick you up like how do you think they'd all react?

saviour

masterlist & descrip. tv-ma. 15+. fem!reader. ted pining after/crushing on reader. use of y/n. self centred blind date. best friend!ted. lying about medical issues. ted and his dirty mind brrr.

a/n. i only had an idea and energy for one of the boys, ted sooo here it is

you probably should’ve known better, it was a blind date and you’d been set up by one of your friends who claimed she just 'couldn't bare to see you single anymore'. the man sat across from you just wouldn’t shut up about himself. he talked and talked and talked and he never asked anything about you. you barely got your name out when he asked cause he was so quick to start talking again. when he ordered for you, telling the waiter you’d eat something that you didn’t like and he looked over at you, saw your disgusted face and said that was all, that was it for you. “if you’ll just excuse me a moment.” you interrupt him and get up, fleeing for the restroom.

as soon as the door swings shut you’re pulling your phone out and calling your best friend, shooting him a text after the first ring to just please pick up. during the second ring, you heard the familiar click and then ted clear his throat. ”hey what's up, how's that date going?” you don't pick up on how sarcastic that last question sounds and you shush him. ”uhm, yeah about that. i need you to come get me.”

on the other end of the line, ted pulls the phone away from his face and exhales a sigh of relief to hear that the date wasn't going great. it wasn't that he didn't want you to be happy, that was all he ever wanted for you! but sometimes, or most of the time really, he just couldn't help wishing it was him. him who you went out with on dates and let keep you on his arm and showed off to all your friends. pushing the phone back against his cheek, he mentally prepared himself for the ridiculous escape strategy you wanted to use this time. ”and how exactly do you want me to do that?”

you smiled at his agreement and he could hear it in how you spoke. ”i need you to call me in exactly three–” you thought back on the stories your date had told about his exes, ”no, two minutes, and say you're coming to pick me up because my mom had a stroke when she was hanging out with your mom.” he bit back a laugh at the lie, ”okay y/n. see you in a few.”

leaving the bathroom, you smiled at your date who stood up when you sat down and followed suit. if it weren't for his massive ego and narcissistic personality he'd put on display during the duration of the date, he'd be the perfect gentleman. unfortunately for him, it wasn't something you could get over.

you faked interest in what he was saying until the rather familiar ringtone started buzzing your phone. ”i'm so sorry, i should take this.” the man across from you nodded simply. you slid the green across the bottom of the screen and put the phone up to your ear. ”uhm, hey y/n.”

”hi ted, what's up?” you weren't trying to emphasise ted's name but a glance over at your date told you that somehow you did. still, you pressed your finger down on the volume button so the man could hear what was going on. ”listen, your mom is on her way to the hospital..” you gasped. ”what? what happened?” across the table, the man looked equally as horrified as the show you were putting on. ted quickly muttered out the stupid story, which for once, was believable. ”can you come get me?” you ask, and your date looked confused. ”yeah, your location is still on, i'll be there in five.” with a quick nod and a sniffle of a fake tear, you bid him goodbye.

turning back to your date, you blink a few times. ”i'm sorry, i have to go.” he stands up as you do, and does a mini bow. ”i understand. we should reschedule.” you open your mouth to say something but then you close it and just walk away. there would be no second date, much to his dismay.

you weren't standing outside long when ted slowed and pulled over. ”c'mon.” at seeing his face, you smiled and ran around to the other side of the truck and you mumbled ”thank god.” as you shut the door. ted patted a small pile of clothes on the console between you both. ”i figured you'd want to change.” he keeps his eyes on the road, but he can still feel the glow of your eyes and your smile. reaching for the clothes, he lifts his arm so you can take them. ”thank you teddy.”

”did you get to eat?” he asks, and he's trying so hard to focus on the road when in his peripherals, he can see you sliding the straps of your dress off and down your body, leaving you with the dress hung around your hips and your upper half on almost full display. ”no, i couldn't have dealt with sitting through a meal with that guy.” you laugh dryly, pulling the large t-shirt over your head. he blinks away the mental image of your breasts in your lacy bra. ”alright, we'll stop at this new place i saw last week.” you nod, and start pulling the dress the rest of the way down, exposing your thighs and god this was going to be the death of him, your matching panties. ”sounds good.” your voice is a little out of breath because you're trying to pull the sweats around your hips in the seat and his mind wanders for a second. when he gets another glance at you, you're pulling your hair out of the style it was in to let it fall freely and you're wearing a shirt much too big for you with a hoodie in your lap.

you end up at a pullout with your food, talking about how shitty your date was. ”ted you would not believe how much he had to say about his exes! he described each reason they broke up and even though it was his fault or he was in the wrong, he blamed them! he was such a prick.” your voice is exasperated and you take another bite of the food in your lap, making ted chuckle. ”yeah, maybe you should stop going on blind dates.”

taking a moment to swallow your food, you raise your finger. ”you're probably right about that.”

”of course i'm right.”

you lean forward and punch his shoulder. ”find me a decent boyfriend, and then i'll stop going on these stupid blind dates.” he couldn't lie, that hurt a little bit. but then again, there's no time like the present. ”date me then. that would solve your issue, right?”

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

[schlattsdoll]

How would poly!tedschlatt react to reader being especially bratty 🙏

minors dni

WE'RE SO BACK BOYS

ok, so, schlatt (as a fellow brat), is kinda okay with it. he'll punish you but overall he just knows you're trying to get a rise out of him.

schlatt's favorite punishment is probably edging or spankings but like with a belt.

ted, however, is a BRAT TAMER hardcore. he'll let you have your fun at first, but once you get too bratty for his liking, he's putting you in your place.

says things like "oh, sweetheart... you keep running that pretty little mouth of yours, let's put it to better use huh?"

when you're bratty to BOTH of them? RIP to you babes.

you wind up in one of their beds, legs spread with a vibrator tied to you while they have fun watching you become an overstimulated mess.

"wanted to be a fuckin' brat, couldn't wait f'us to finish filming doll? don't worry, we're gonna make damn sure you're fuckin' screaming for us."

[ohbabydollie]

MASTERLIST !

last updated 03-17-2024

JSCHLATT ☆ﾐ

❥ mutual break up series

❥ interview

❥ short reader

❥ activist reader

❥ trans masc reader

❥ sheep reader, cockwarming with c! schlatt

❥ latina reader: pt 1, pt 2, la pulga

❥ gf that acts like a dude: pt 1, pt 2

❥ drunk schlatt n his gf

❥ confident over text, shy irl

❥ overdressed/high maintenance gf, hyper fem s/o

❥ famous metal gf

❥ bigger streamer, secretly crushing on schlatt, schlatt hiding his crush

❥ first kiss

❥hitting a creep

❥ guilty pleasure: pt 1, pt 2

❥ first time smoking w him

❥ bimbo reader,

❥ valentine’s day

❥ sub schlatt

❥ villain schlatt: pt 1, pt 2, pt 3

❥ goofy dad schlatt

❥ comforting him

❥ home sick

❥ hugs from behind

❥ house wife: pt 1, pt 2

❥ pregnancy: can’t resist, tittymilk, milk thoughts, finding out he’s gonna be a dad

❥ schlatt gets sick

❥ unpaid intern: thoughts, pervy jay, apart of the stream, cumming early, chokehold, worships you

❥ johnny (otk iq test): johnny n bimbo reader, play fighting, the bet

❥ Jay n Johnny: pervs, johnny finds jay’s stash, teaming up, johnny fucking jay, wrong name, the parent trap, jay’s first date, jay and johnny mutual break up, ass or tits, arguing over your underwear, jay’s first date pt. 2, fucking you at the same time

❥ vtuber s/o

❥ restaurant au: thoughts, hcs pt 1, hcs pt 2

❥ sensitive waist

❥ inappropriate songs

❥ crunchy gf thoughts

❥ pierced nipples, fresh piercings

❥ getting you to sleep

❥ british s/o

❥ finding you online

❥ kissing you on stream

❥ breeding kink

❥ southern/cowboy schlatt: hcs

❥ sensitive nipples

❥ oblivious s/o

❥ LC! schlatt: nervous, hcs

❥ eating u out on a call

❥ comfort

❥ shaking ass laying down

❥ FWB

❥ Lingerie

❥ short s/o

TED NIVISON ☆ﾐ

❥ teddy and theo mutual break up

❥ teddy and theo ass or tits

❥ theo n bimbo gf

❥ the bet

[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.



[anotherfcknschlattsimp]

Kinktober Day 8

power imbalance

charlie doesnt really do anything? i asked three people what i should do for him and the only conclusion was something parasocial or editor related

let's go

schlatt

his dad owns (a share of) the company, remember?

so you better get on your knees like a good bitch

if you tell anyone, youre fired

runs his thumb over your lips, smearing your lipstick as he talks down to you

“gonna be a good li’l whore for me, doll? gonna let me take advantage of that mouth so you can keep your job, toots?”

calls you into his office every morning and every night before one of you leaves

Fluff-

takes you on one-on-one work lunches (dates but he doesnt want to weird you out and have you quit so he just keeps fucking you as his assistant instead of his lover)

gets you flowers and chocolates randomly as a “thank you”

drives you home every night and picks you up every morning

sneaks out of his office to make you a cup of coffee when he had to give you more work than usual as an apology

will never let you know that he’s in love with you, he totally just wants to fuck you all the time. Nothing more. We’ll go with that.

ted

director and photographer, ted nivison

there was no better choice for your brand new merch line

you dropped a set of cute and comfy undies, meant to be worn under a boyfriend hoodie

but you didnt have a boyfriend to steal the hoodie of for the photo sets

that’s his in

he offers you *his* hoodie, fresh off his back

it’s warm and smells really good and it takes you a moment to move cause youre just so enveloped in the comfiness of the cloth

has you repay him after the shoot when you come by to return the hoodie

somehow rizzes you up even though he stumbles through everything but kept talking so confidently about himself

calls you his “perfect lil model”

takes very high quality pictures (uses his personal ancient polaroid camera) of his cum leaking out of you

Fluff-

writes “first date” and your phone number on the back

finds a reason to talk to you everytime he spots you

brings breakfast to your room every morning to wake you up

he’d usually have an assistant doing it for him but, and he wont tell you this so i will, he wants to be the one to see your smile as you process the beautiful breakfast he made (read: bought and plated) for you everyday

charlie

you were so excited for your new job as an editor for the slimecicle channel

that excitement didnt exactly wear off as the time passed

you had been editing for him for about 2-3 months when you get a text

“hey, we need to talk” the five words you’ve been dreading might come

you did your best on all the projects he gave you, you really did, but you guess he didnt feel the same way

you ask what’s wrong, and he tells you not to worry, he just had a new proposition for you

In exchange for keeping your job and earning a raise, you just had to do whatever he told you whenever he told you

that sounded innocent enough to you, you thought that was what you were doing

until he offered to fly you out for a “special assignment”

said special assignment was to be his personal sex toy for the next week but of course he left that part out

slowly works up to it

ssks to hold your hand, then a kiss, then he holds your job over your head as he politely but firmly requests a blowjob

and so on and so forth

Fluff-

takes you to breakfast and dinner everyday while you’re there

really just wants to have you be his partner for the week but what if that was too far? what if you decided that was the line and you were gonna quit and tell the world about what he did to you? those worries only lasted as long as his poor cock could handle jerking off to secretly recorded voice chats and your instagram posts while he sniffed one of your shirts that you just assumed you didnt pack

so not very long

offers/asks for cuddles everyday, whenever youre both free, but not the same way he “asks” for sexual favors

you can say no to the casual physical affection (even though it would break his little heart)

[realsp1ke]

my genuine reaction when a writer i love interacts w me

[phxntomsdusk]

dad!wilbur and/or dad!ted and the morning routines with their partner/spouse and their child

Morning routine - Dad!Wilbur + Dad!Ted (bonus Mom!Softball!Wilma)

note: ax you are obsessed with dad!wilbur and dad!ted, but honestly same

just a bunch of headcanons !!

tags: @ax-y10 , @joviepog , @pheliiaa , @idontreallyexistyet , @rqvii , @ivvees-blog , @average-vibe , @haunted-headset , @vibestillaxxx , @lillylvjy (ask to be added!)

Dad!Wilbur:

- this man is a girl dad through and through. he’ll make sure the night before he picks out your daughters clothes so it’s easier to dress her in the morning

- he’ll purposely wake up before you to make sure he can get everything done and prepare your day. he’ll change your guy’s daughter, make breakfast, turn on your favorite show for when you come downstairs

- when he hears you waking up, he’s quick to be by your side again. while you’re in the bathroom brushing your teeth or doing skincare, he’s coming up behind you and hugging your waist

“you look so pretty, love.” he kissed the side of your head, smiling lightly as he rested his chin on your shoulder. “i don’t get how you think that.. i just woke up. my hair is a mess, my eyebags are pretty noticeable-” your words were cut off when he pulled you into a quick kiss, but parted your lips before you could react. “you’re still beautiful.”

- occasionally bring greeted by your daughter giving you small gifts that wilbur had bought you, which results in him acting as though he didn’t buy it

- it takes him around an hour to change out of his pajamas from the night before, he’s too busy focusing on you and your daughter to realize he hasn’t changed

Dad!Ted

- boy dad. that’s all i’m gonna say

- he’ll have you trapped in bed until your son is jumping on you guys, yelling for you to get up and make him breakfast

- ted insists that you get changed and take care of yourself while he focuses on the kid, to which he throws your son over his shoulders and carries him downstairs

- the entire time you can hear ted and your son talking about you, whether it’s what you’d want for breakfast, what you might wanna do today, or just how much they love you

“what do you think they want?” he raised a brow at your son, earning a dramatic hum as if he was thinking, before he turned and shouted upstairs. “WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR BREAKFA-” he words were cut off with ted’s hang covering his mouth, staring at him with a fake annoyed look. “hey! it’s a surprise!”

- earning a kiss as soon as you get downstairs

- switching places with ted so he can get changed, fix up his hair, brush his teeth, etc. and you take the time to watch your son, and of course talk about ted <3

Mom!Softball!Wilma

- girl and boy mom, specifically older son and younger daughter

- hearing her round them up in the morning as if she’s coaching a team, followed by rapid footsteps downstairs and into the living room or kitchen

- she makes sure you take care of yourself before focusing on the kids, persuading you with a bunch of kisses and promises that she’ll let you wear one of her old jerseys for that day

- getting the kids ready for a day out — which just means taking them to the local fields and batting cages

- hearing her tell the kids to keep it down so you can have a bit more peace in the morning, only for them to get loud again when they see you, bombarding you with hugs

“guys, come on. they need some peace while getting ready!” she groaned and picked up your daughter, grunting when the small girl jumped from her arms and ran over to you. “oh, hey baby.” she wore a goofy smile, walking closer and leaned down to kiss you.

- she always makes you your favorite breakfast, which the kids do try to steal, but she always threatens to use them as a hitting target at the batting cages

[nvmadic]

hey charlie <3 just putting in some thoughts about fwb! ted hehe

the sex is really good and you have a good time and plus after he's always really cuddly and sweet n stuff and so you're starting to develop feelings for him. and you know he wants to keep it strictly hooking up without any feelings so it's just agony ):

so you start to text him less and meet up with him less because your feelings get stronger every time you hook up.

then one day you run into him at the grocery store or smthn and he asks why you've been distant and you just blurt out a confession before running out of the store.

-stella <3

you get back home, head in your hands because in all honestly it felt like you had completely embarrassed yourself. your phone pings and you begrudgingly look down at your screen to see that he had texted you, inviting you over to talk.

you get there and ted explains that he's liked you this entire time but felt like you had lost interest or were pursuing somebody else so he didn't press too much on the matter. safe to say you made up for the absense of sex after that.

[saystrinity]

haaaaaaaapppyyy haaaalllooweeeennn!!! this has been scheduled for a week because im out of the country for the actual day :,(

contains: fem presenting reader, weird formatting bc i had to edit on mobile :////

༘⋆☾. chuckle sandwich ; halloween hcs ࿔‧๋࣭ ⭑

꒷꒦ charlie:

- lydia deetz & beetlejuice because of course.

- ^^ absolutely busting out songs from the musical for karaoke

- so proud of (and violently hot for) your costume he’s following you around all night, phone glued to his hand, camera right in your face - capturing every conceivable angle, flattering or not

- ⤷ “charlie!” “what? i want to remember this!” “you’d remember a lot better if you put that damn thing down.”

- no candy left for trick or treaters because he’s been straight snacking on it for the past two weeks

- channeling genloss ep1 charlie hard (goo goobie)

୭⊹ schlatt:

- had to talk him down from doing jackie and jfk

- ⤷ ”it’s insensitive, jay!” “..okay? not like they’re gonna see it."

- morticia & gomez instead

- he absolutely doesn’t mind the switch of jackie’s pink pillbox hat and matching tweed set for morticia’s raven hair and a tastefully low cut, batwing-sleeved shirt

- in fact, that entire getup is guaranteed to be discarded; in a heap on the living room floor the moment you’re home (from the party he begrudgingly went to)

- fighting for his life with the cobweb decorations you put up around the house (constantly walking through them, getting stuck and having to call for help)

✧࿔* ted:

- kermit & ms piggy, 100%

- will try (and fail) to do the kermit voice. time and time again. throughout the night. yes, it’s as painful to experience as it sounds. no, he doesn’t get any better at it (in fact, you’re pretty sure it’s devolving)

- ⤷ nonetheless, he’s looking to you with the dopiest grin each time, arms outstretched to his sides; “pretty good, huh?” ”..sure, ted.”

- the digital camera instagram dump about to go crazy

- gravely serious about any and all pumpkin carving throughout the month; this is his olympics

- ^^ you get a cute pumpkin patch date out of it though, so.. who’s complaining?

[schlatt-love-bot]

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Masterlist:

Skyfall (DSMP!Schlatt) - Part One, Part Two, Part Three

Chuckle Diner - Prologue, Chapter One

"Hey Toots!" - Part One

Shy Schlatt - First Time Meeting (HC)

Under the Desk - Schlatt Smut (NSFW!)

Babysitters Club - Babysitter Schlatt (HC)

Classroom Dad - Schlatt x Elementary Teacher!Reader (HC)

Yuck! - Schlatt x Reader - Part 1, Part 1.5 (NSFW!), Part 2, Part 3

Pretty Momma - Schlatt x Female!Reader (NSFW!)

Struck by the Arrow - Schlatt x Reader - Part 1

Swing, Batter Batter - Pro Baseball!Schlatt

So Hot You're Hurting My Feelings - Schlatt x Reader

Chuckle Diner - Prologue, Chapter One

Chuckle Diner - Prologue, Chapter One