#ted nivison x platonic reader

[frogmoisturethief]

pssst… psssssstttt…… hey artists..

you can just. draw a character wearing an outfit that you own. you could just do that, if you wanted. go ahead, pretend they borrowed it after a cutesy sleepover, or maybe a NOT SO CUTESY sleepover, if you’re one of THOSE people (😳 love all my “those people” out there🫶)

better yet! draw them in it and pretend they gave it to you!!! “what? nooo, this isn’t from Walmart! this is from- GILLION TIDESTRIDER, CHAMPION OF THE UNDERSEA, HERO OF THE DEEP, THE CHOSEN ONE, IN NEED OF A DAD, FRIEND OF PRETZEL, EATER OF- (various titles) and NO I did not buy it oversized, it’s just big on me because it belonged to a BEAUTIFUL BUFF BOY ❤️”

things could be done with this, trust

[k4lenz]

i loved you first ✮ chapter 1 - “that’s just the way life goes”

(ted nivison x fem!reader)

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a/n: i’ve been listening to the song 'i love you, i'm sorry' on repeat, and something hit me really hard about it. so i decided to write an angst fic very much loosely based on the lyrics! childhood best friend!ted that you used to do everything with. i was crashing out hard while writing this, can you tell?? anyway enjoy chapter 1 ahhhhh ALSO I KNOW THIS IS ANGST I SWEAR CHAPTER 2 ITLL GET BETTER IM SORRY but also chapter 2 is gonna be more of this song coded oops. idk if i love this but i hope u guys do :)

playlist: click right here bb

notes: angst, fluff, dating, growing up together, YEARNING, underage drinking, dating, drugs, coming of age, highschool, university, that damn Toyota Tacoma, lunch club + SMPlive mentions, parents mentioned

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2008. Your parents moved into his hometown in Massachusetts when you were just shy of 10, and became friends with his parents who lived just a few streets away. You shyly greeted him for the first time, and you two just clicked.

You were inseparable from then on, and your parents were so thankful they sent you to the same primary school. And then it continued into middle school, and even highschool. Attached at the hip.

For his 16th birthday, 2014, you bought Ted a polaroid camera. Shabby money you’d gathered up from chores around the house and a job at a cafe. You’d bought him an album for the pictures too, your both signed the back of it. Nonetheless, it still got you the gift. From then on, it was his favourite gift he’d ever gotten. Even if you told him he didn’t have to say that, you’d sparked an interest of photography in him from the beginning.

People, especially your friends, were always suspicious you two were dating. Rather, you’d both always wave it off with a “gross!” and a laugh.

Despite the lingering touches, on your waist, a hand around your shoulders, a jab in your side, a squeeze in your hand, your hand in his hair.

You two were just friends.

✮

Halfway through the winter, the ground icy and snow piling. January 17th, 2015. He was freshly 17, slowly growing out of his boyish features with his very own 2002 Green Toyota Tacoma and a proper license. So proud of himself.

He’d not come to school on the day because he’d had his test (and he hadn’t wanted to waste his birthday-day doing it the day before).

4pm sharp he was out the front of your house, beeping the horn of his newly owned car and a that big childish grin on his face. The look on his face was familiar to you, like home, recognisable throughout the years and never changing.

You ran out the front door giggling, tripping over your own feet in excitement as he got out of his car and came around to open the passenger side door for you. Giving you a little poke before getting back in the car.

“Y’like it?” “I’ll like it more when you drive me to school every morning! “If I have to.” He’d sigh, albeit exaggerated, but secretly his heart would warm. He’d made you take a picture of him with the car, too. And he’d snuck one of you with it when you weren’t looking.

The winter weather slowly faded, preparing itself for the blossoming flowers of Spring.

Valentine’s Day, 2015. He was beeping again out the front of your house, to your parents usual annoyance and a disturbance to your neighbourhood.

But to give him credit, you’d told him to pick you up 5pm because you’d asked him for more time to get ready. And it was 5:05pm.

You came out of your front door with the biggest smile on your face, cheeks tinged pink, tucking your hair behind your ear, as he stood there with one hand behind his back and the other holding the passenger door open for you.

“What’cha got there, Teddy?” You teased, as he handed you the bouquet of roses, proclaiming they were platonic and watching you giggle.

“Thankyou. They’re beautiful.”

You’re beautiful. is what he wanted to say. And they’re not platonic. And I love you and I always have, since the minute I laid eyes on you.

But instead he grabbed his polaroid camera once you’d sat down in the passenger seat, wanting to snap a picture of you holding the flowers. He used the camera to hide the blush on his cheeks.

Click. He was just saying it in his own way.

You two drove down to the lake, sitting in his car eating snacks you’d bought on the way there and laughing about everything and nothing. Just you two against the world.

His eyes glanced at your lips, and then met your eyes again. Your eyes stared through his soul, your lips found his as if that was all they were ever made to do. The night ended in soft whispers, giggles, his hands on your waist and your arms around his neck, lips interlocked as if they could never part again. as if you were each others air.

Quiet promises of relationships. You two never announced it, but you didn’t ever need to, you came into school holding hands and nobody batted an eye. Like it was bound to happen. As if everybody but you two knew and kept the secret to themselves, waiting for you to finally figure it out.

✮

Many nights were spent sneaking into each other’s houses, into each other’s beds, holding each other close. Beds warm with each other, he typically preferred sneaking into your house. Your sheets warmer, fluffier. More you.

You studied together, stayed together, and worked hard for your final moments of highschool.

You couldn’t have done it without him, and he couldn’t have done it without you.

May, or April, 2016. Prom night. You couldn’t quite remember. The memories got fuzzier as time passed, you’d admit. He waited downstairs, talking to your parents in his best suit and tie, the colour matching your own dress as you finally came down the stairs. He was speechless, his eyes simply absorbing you. He had to make sure the flowers in his hand didn’t drop as he handed them to you and your hand found his chest.

“You okay there, Teddy?” You laughed fondly, eyes glittering and amused.

“You’re the most stunning thing I’ve seen in my entire life.” He’d reply, entranced. Your parents shared a look, raising eyebrows to each other knowing he was the right one for you.

Most of your night spent on the dance floor, twirls and dips and laughter. Your friends altogether, but to him it felt like you were the only person in the room, when he dipped you and kissed you to his favourite song. Your friends gagging playfully, saying you two were straight out of a Disney movie.

The night held a party after with everyone in your year, at some guy’s house you hardly remember. The taste of alcohol on your lips, and Ted’s, you recalled. Snapping drunk Polaroid pictures and singing (screaming) the most popular music like you’d never hear it again.

June 16th, 2016. You wore your graduation caps and robes. He picked you up at 9am, the ceremony started at 11.

He knocked on the door, hair styled, glasses on, robes on, and his graduate cap. Greeting your parents with warm smiles, hugs, and congratulations at your front door as you told them you’d go with Ted and meet them there. It felt like home. He felt like home.

Your parents snapping a picture of you two walking down the driveway hand in hand and sending it to his parents. That picture was your lock screen on your phone for a good long while.

That same stupid damn truck waiting for you in the driveway.

“You look incredible.” He murmured in your ear, voice as sweet as honey, pulling you in for a kiss as soon as he’d opened the door for you to get in the car. You were sure your parents were still watching, but you kissed him back anyway. “You’re not too bad yourself, handsome.”

You sat at the spot near the lake in the car again, for that extra hour you had. You weren’t too heavy hearted, not at all, because you’d both gotten accepted into Ithaca College in New York. Even though everything would be changing, you would have everything changing together. You’d even found a sweet little apartment together, close by to campus. You’d gotten a job at a café down the road, and he was doing editing on YouTube.

You were reminiscing on your best memories of Massachusetts. Of how you met. Of school.

You two against the world.

You and your family cheered loud when your boyfriend got up on the podium and accepted his certificate, your parents sitting right next to his, and you still waiting in line.

His eyes first found his parents, your parents, and then you.

It was always you.

Him and his family cheered loud when you got your own certificate. He was already lined up with the rest of the fellow graduates, holding up his certificate. But he was simply entranced by your wide smile and laughter.

Your eyes first found your parents, his parents, and then him.

It was always him.

Always each other.

You went to a party, laughing getting drunk with your friends. Celebrating what you’d call freedom. Hand in hand. You’d stumbled back into his house, which was now allowed according to your parents and his, because you were both 18.

The next day you were hungover, eyes dreary and heavy with a bit too much alcohol. Regret, pancakes, and those prized hours of sleep.

The day after you were ready. That dumb Toyota Tacoma once again sitting in your driveway at around Midday. Ready for you two to make the trip to Ithaca. The sweltering heat of the start of summer coming down on you two in heavy rays.

Loading your boxes into the car, your parents and his parents chatting in your house. Playfully nudging him while you two walked down the driveway, he gasped.

“Oh, so you want me to drop your precious valuables?”

“No!” You’d squeal, as he set another box down in his boot and lift you up to spin you around. The joy in the air undeniable. Independence and your very own space to yourselves, together.

Everything together. Not a statement, but a promise.

Soft goodbyes to parents, long hugs and promises to call, tears pairing with the new feeling of independence. You felt upset, but also happy. Happy you had set life plans, that you’d graduated and now knew what you were doing, alongside the love of your life.

Ted would always be the love of your life. You were so sure of it at the time.

Endless chatter filled the car as you two drove to Ithaca. He’d insisted on driving, teasing you that you’d crash his car when you’d told him to take a break and let you drive. A few pit stops and many cans is sods and bags of chips later, you were in Ithaca and loading your boxes into your dorm.

Sharing looks at the state of said dorm, but embracing it as your new home anyway. You’d make it your own.

✮

College was hard, but you made time. You were both doing your degrees that went for the same length, and yet you still found time for each other. You always would.

It wasn’t hard to find friends, and considering you and Ted were always attached, you fit in well to a friend group together. Days had studies or work, smoking weed and drinking and parties were what weekend nights held. Kisses and shotgunning, and so much more. Your parents would kill you and his parents would kill him if they knew, but hey, that’s the fun of college.

You watched him start off his YouTube career properly in 2017, as a part time kind of thing. You encouraged him, even, sometimes appearing in the back of his videos. In 2019, sometimes you’d be in a Lunch Club video or two, simply as ‘Ted’s Cool Girlfriend’, and you’d play on his account on SMPLive. You met all of his other friends, and familiarised yourself in his world as the end of your degrees neared.

And yes, you were the girlfriend, with your dad in town, that he had to cancel on when he went to a misfits party during the day, because he did indeed have a 400mg edible. His friends continuously sending you videos of him stuck on the couch, questioning his entire life choices, chugging water for his cottonmouth. Shaking, while narrating the whole situation like it was a storybook. Trying to tough it out. You still have the video on your phone of Schlatt putting a handheld massager on your boyfriend who looks half dead. You’d also made his friends use that old Polaroid camera to take a picture, knowing he’d want to look back at it and laugh.

You’d lied through your teeth to your dad, still laughing at the videos, which hadn’t helped anyway because about a month later Ted posted a video on it anyway. He most definitely got reprimanded by his parents and your own.

✮

As the end of college edged closer, nights were spent studying, or in the library together. Comfortable silences, with the occasional jab or joke. It was all so perfect.

And yet, it almost felt like for once in the last 12 years, you two were living separate lives. Not simply attached at the hip anymore, you two were so different.

You were close, always, but something felt off.

✮

Before you two had began college together, you’d sat in the back of his Toyota Tacoma down at the lake, laying on pillows wrapped up in blankets staring at the stars. A few weeks before highschool graduation.

“We should travel the world together, Teddy. Go see everything amazing out there. You could make a short film of it, or something. Travels with Ted.”

His eyes lit up, the prospect of it making him yearn for the future.

“That’s a stupid name.” He teased. “But I like that.”

You giggled, playfully hitting his chest. “I’m being serious!”

“As am I, that’s a stupid name. And I want to travel with you.” His lips found yours, he kissed you softly, carefully. To show he meant it. “We can start saving.”

✮

And you did start saving, you both were still saving.

And yet you hadn’t talked about it since at least 2018, hadn’t had time to even think about it. Far too busy with the whirlwinds of the world of New York City and College.

You sat on the couch, May 3rd 2020, exactly one month before your graduation.

He sat on the floor while you sat on the couch, his head between your legs facing away while you two watched a movie. His hands on your legs, your hands in his hair. But something felt distant, you felt distant.

You were lost in your thoughts, anxiety creeping up in your gut. Crawling through your body, seeping into your head. You watched his head move to look back at you, and you blinked.

“Are you okay, honey?” He murmured, those big brown eyes finding yours, his voice soothing but ringing through your ears.

“Yeah. Yeah. I’m good. Why?” You managed to stammer out, tone laced with nervousness. You were never good at lying.

“I said somethin’ about the movie and you didn’t reply.” His eyes narrowed, concerned. It was then he noticed your laboured breath, and the rhythmic tapping of your foot against the floor beside him. He reached for the remote to pause the film, and sat beside you on the couch. His hand finding yours, and his shoulder touching yours.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” The words made your throat feel heavy, your lips parting to speak but nothing coming out. “You look like you’ve got something on your mind.”

I do. The thought rattled in your brain, as you built the courage to speak.

“I do.” You could hear that your own voice was shaky. You swallowed hard. “I was just, thinking.. um..”

“That’s rare.” He teased quietly, holding your hand. You laughed quietly, shaking your head.

His joke brought just that little bit of relief, if only for a brief moment. You found your voice.

“I was thinking about our future.” You paused for a moment.

“I was thinking about us.”

You saw his eyes process the statement that was more of a question, with a blink. A thousand unspoken words on his tongue, and your own too.

Are you still coming with me? Is what you were asking. Are we still going to travel together like we always said we would?

He hesitated, and you knew. A little part of you just knew.

“Everything is going really well for me, here.” He almost sounded shameful. His eyes unable to find yours, you knew they were filled with guilt and empty promises.

You hesitated, this time.

“I don’t want to stay.” You were breathless as the words tumbled out of your mouth.

And at that moment, for the first time, you felt worlds apart. His hand on yours felt distant, nothing else in the room but just.. you. You and your own thoughts.

The words had triggered an argument, tears, a fight or flight response. You slept at your friends dorm that night, yet you’d hardly slept at all.

You came back to open arms the next morning, whispered apologies, flowers and pancakes. And the salty taste of tears.

But it felt over. A certain sinking feeling in your gut, eating you up. You knew he felt it too.

Your greatest fear was right there in front of you. Making your hands shake and your knees weak. You and your other half.

You two were finally growing apart.

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[dogstarbytes]

greenie

pairings: platonic ted x gender neutral reader, platonic schlatt x gender neutral reader

pronouns used: they/them

summary: schlatt + ted helping you through a green-out (separate drabbles)

trigger warnings: vomiting, greening out, marijuana

w.c: 1,018

ted nivison

you knew you were going to green out; you hadn’t smoked in weeks. but you still overdid yourself, smoking a joint and a half with your close friend, ted nivison. 

he knew almost immediately when your voice trailed off that you were gonna green. so, like the good friend he was, he got up from his seat and went to the kitchen to fetch you some snacks and aplenty of water before coming back out to the living room. 

“here,” he pressed the bottle of water against your cheek until you grabbed it from him, “drink up.” setting the snacks on the table in front of you, he brought a hand to the crown of your spine and massaged gently. 

you hummed a ‘thank you’, taking slow gulps of water as he continued to alleviate your anxiety. 

after a few moments, you tried to munch on some crackers. but, to your misfortune, your mind rejected it, believing that if you ate anything you’d get sick immediately. though, with a bit of encouragement from ted, you took a small bite and chased it down with water. 

it wasn’t too long after that you were hunched over the toilet, ted kneeling next to you with a hand on your shoulder, squeezing gently as a way to comfort you. you hadn’t thrown up yet; you were mostly just dry heaving. but it still freaked you the fuck out. 

“teddy...?” your voice was dry and ragged. you could’ve sworn you tasted your snack from last week in your saliva. ted squeezed your shoulder again, moving his other hand up and down your spine. 

“’m right here, dude. i've got you.” 

you took a deep, shaky breath, reaching for the bottled water on the bathroom sink and taking a drink. “god, i feel like i'm gonna die.” you propped your elbow on the toilet seat, leaning against your palm for support. “can you, um... can you turn on--” 

before you could finish your sentence, ted was already pulling out his phone to go to your spotify account. you laughed dryly when you heard ‘call this # now’ by the garden play from the speakerphone. 

“you know me so well.” you hummed. ted chuckled. 

“i’d hope so, you’re my best friend.” 

your heart melted at hearing that. “you’re my best friend, too.” 

you threw up almost immediately after that, heaving your guts out while ted pulled your hair away from your face while simultaneously rubbing your back as a form of comfort. 

“there you go, dude, there you go.” 

you couldn’t handle the smell; it was wafting up into your nostrils and making you want to throw up more. “fuck, this sucks.” 

ted pulled out some kleenex from its box, wiping the gunk-filled saliva off of your chin. 

“i know, i know. you're doing great though, dude, just try to relax.” he motioned to the bottle water; you nodded, and he grabbed it, twisting the cap off and putting it to your lips. you reached your hand up, but he shook his head. 

“i got it, just... open your mouth.” 

you do so, ted pouring some water in slowly. you cringed at the taste of the acidic spit mixing with the water and washing down your throat. 

“that’s fuckin’ rancid, jesus fuck.” 

ted chuckled softly brushing your cheek with the pad of his thumb gently. “you feel a little better though, don’t you?” 

you glanced at him from the corner of your eye. “yeah.” 

after a few more minutes of hunching over the toilet in case you threw up again, you were in bed with ted, scrolling through netflix to find something to watch. you leaned against ted, resting your head on his shoulder with a contented hum. he smiled, wrapping an arm around you and clicking on one of your favorite shows. 

“teddy?” you whispered; he hummed in response. “thank you.” 

ted smiled and gave your shoulder a squeeze. 

“anytime.” 

jschlatt

"fuck...” 

you're hunched over the toilet, dry heaving your guts out. you didn’t understand why you were so close to greening; you didn’t even get that high.  

or, at least that’s what you thought. in reality, you’d gotten pretty fucked up, and the little voice in the back of your conscience knew it; you were just in denial. 

a knock wrapped against the bathroom door, and you didn’t even need to guess who was on the other side before it opened. 

“hey, greenie, food and water.” schlatt said, setting the snacks down on the sink counter before handing you the bottled water. “drink up.” 

you reached out and grabbed it, thankful that he’d already unscrewed the cap as you drank. schlatt, big arms crossed over his chest, can’t help but chuckle. 

“jesus christ, you’re fucked.” 

you groaned, flipping him the bird. “get fucked.” 

“hey, don’t gimme that. you're the one that went ham on the weed.” 

“i didn’t smoke that much!” 

schlatt laughed in disbelief. “not that much? you had three and a half joints, dumbass!” 

you broke out into a small fit of dry laughter, still hunched over the toilet. 

“it’s not usually this bad.” you defended, taking another swig of water. 

schlatt huffed. “coulda fooled me.”  

after a few more minutes of him distracting you, you finally had your ‘cleansing barf’, schlatt having to pull your hair into a half-done bun as you hacked up whatever snacks you’d eaten earlier. 

you groaned, squeezing your eyes shut as the vomiting subsided. schlatt patted your shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze before speaking, 

“think you can move?” 

“nuh-uh.” you mumbled. 

“well, you’re gonna have to.” 

after a few moments of back and forth, he finally got you into bed, head in his lap as he scrolled through youtube, trying to find some random video to play. his hand patted your head, playing with your hair as he finally chose a video. you hummed, eyes puffy and half-lidded. 

“mm, schlatt?” you muttered; he hummed in response. “thank you.” 

you couldn’t see his face from where you were laying, but you knew there was a small smile pulling at his lips. 

“yeah, don’t mention it.”

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a/n: i hope you enjoyed! uh, i realize i never got that birthday schlatt fic out like i said i was going to, and i dunno if it's tooooo late for one or not, but i might do like a birthday-reader fic or something with him + maybe ted to make up for it.

[literallykenmaandshoyo]

Hi Kenma! i was wondering if i could request high school or college shenanigans with the chuckle sandwich boys? with a gender neutral reader too please

just them being platonic besties <3

and could I be dragon anon?

High School Shenanigans with the Chuckle Sandwich Boys

Chuckle sandwich x reader (gender neutral) (platonic)

Requested by dragon anon

Proofread: Nope

Music: It's All Futile! It's All Pointless by LoveJoy

Warnings: Underage drinking, partying, ditching class, being chaotic

Author's note: Hello! I love this! Of course, you can be dragon anon! This is gonna be a mix of headcanons and scenarios that I have in mind! I'm basing most of this off of my own high school experience lol

-Mod Kenma

Being friends with the trio that called themselves 'Chuckle Sandwich' was a handful to deal with. They were all chaotic in their own way, which made high school interesting.

You met Ted first. You were taking theater as an elective class and he sat behind you. He was super funny and you always laughed at his jokes. You two got closer when the class did an improv session. He pretty much carried and you played off of him pretty well. The teacher saw the potential between the two of you and ended up pairing each other for almost every project. Let's just say the two of you ended up with easy As.

You met Schlatt in your English class. Your class was reading The Great Gatsby and Schlatt always had something to say. He would also crack jokes but his would be darker. You would roll your eyes and chuckle at every quip he threw out, finding him annoyingly funny. When seats were rearranged, you two sat at the same table. Your other tablemates were never in class so you two were pretty much left to your own devices. At first, he would play devil's advocate to piss you off, making it hard to get any work done. Slowly but surely, you two were able to get along when it came to what you were passionate about.

And finally, Charlie. You met Charlie in your chemistry class. Your schedule had to be changed since you weren't given the right science class. You were sat at a table with only one student there, Charlie. He was a jokester and got scolded for talking in class. The teacher had hoped that you would straighten him out a little. With all that pressure on you, you assumed Charlie was a bad kid. When you watched him work, you realized that he has a knack for comedy and is really smart. You ended up opening to him more and became more comfortable around him.

One day, you were in line waiting for lunch. They were having your favorite and you honestly needed a pick me up. While in line, you were shoved into someone. You almost fell and the weight of your backpack wasn't helping. You were ready to just give up and cry till the person you ran into stepped back and held your shoulders. "Are you okay?" You looked up and saw Charlie, concern written all over his face. "It's been a rough morning." He nodded slowly and helped you move through the line. The two of you grabbed lunch and walked out of the cafeteria. Before you could scout out your own table to sit at, Charlie offered you a seat at his table.

At first, you didn't want to bother him. He had his own friends and you didn't want to intrude on that. But the smile he gave you made you give in. You followed Charlie to his table and were pleasantly surprised to see Ted, Schlatt, and a few other faces you sort of recognized. You sat down awkwardly, giving yourself enough space from the others. Not that you didn't like them, it was that you had never talked to any of them outside of the classroom. Little did the four of you know, this was going to be the beginning of a brilliant friendship.

You four end up eating lunch together more often till it becomes a daily thing

The first 'outside school' thing you guys do is study. I know it sounds boring but it was for a test you all had

So you two went to Charlie's house and studied. Well, kind of studied

It was the four of you goofing off while trying to get work done. It was a good time

You four have your own inside jokes that nobody understands

You know some of the bits from Chuckle Sandwich? You're in on them and you two reference those inside jokes all the time

The first birthdays in the friend group were chaotic. You guys had birthday bashes and spent most of the time playing video games and just hanging out

On days when one of you isn't feeling good, the other's will ditch class and focus on whoever doesn't feel good and try their best to raise the mood

Charlie got stung by a stingray and freaked you guys out

Like, how does one react in a calm manner when one of their best friends gets hurt in such a way

Most of the time, it's Ted and Schlatt trying to convince you and Charlie to ditch. It's always for some dumb reason too. Like Schlatt is hungry or Ted wants to sneak into the cafeteria to get milk cause he didn't get any at breakfast.

Sometimes, you guys will leave school early and play DND at Charlie's house. He teaches you guys and he is SO proud. The campaigns you guys play are so fun and you always have a good time.

Now, sometimes Schlatt gets invited to parties by his friends (Wilbur, Dream, Skeppy, Quackity) and spreads the invitation along

Most of the parties consist of loud music and drinking (pretty boring in my opinion)

So when you guys go, you hang out with other people

You usually sit and chat with Sapnap and Punz, watching them stroke each other's egos with a smirk and an eye roll

Schlatt is egging people on to do stupid shit while Ted is trying his very best to get Schlatt to stop

Charlie is just laughing at everything, especially when someone does something stupid

Honestly, you four have gotten caught doing stupid shit on campus. Here are some examples: Talking too loud in the library, stealing drinks from vending machines, accidentally breaking a printer, making those sticky note window art stuff, trying to highjack the speakers and play music, somehow playing apex on school computers, and the list goes on.

But at the end of the day, these three idiots are your best friends and you wouldn't change it for the world

[trashland-llamas]

Acts of affection I associate w/ Chuckle Sandwich

Gn reader

Written in 2nd/3rd person as that was the easiest way to write these

Overall

Randomly squishing your cheeks

If you fall asleep on the couch during a movie, they’ll wake you up towards the end

Is totally 100% down w/ sharing food entries; like you get one & they get something different & then you both give each other half

Takes candid pics of y’all; let's you pick out the best ones

Charlie

Scratching your scalp

Pinky promises/linking pinkies

Writes little bits of poetry or lists about what personality traits they like best about you on scraps of paper

Would let you have the last slice (pizza, pie, cake)

If you dye your hair periodically, they’ll help or even ask you to dye a small section of their hair

Will make random music playlists for ya

Seeing your eyes strain, they'd place your glasses on for you (if you wear glasses)

Jschlatt

Greeting each other w/ a middle finger or ‘what’s up fucker?’

When you’re not paying attention & are about to run into someone/something so they yank you out of the way

Whatever generation you’re apart of (Millennial, Gen Z, Boomer), it’s one of their many nicknames for you

Will make you a cup of tea, not say anything about it except placing within view

When holding hands, would squeeze your hand

Keeps a running list of stuff you recommend for them to watch/listen to & vice versa

Noogies

Ted Nivison

Sticks one of those fruit stickers on you

Tickle Fights

Will put their hand in your hoodie/jacket pocket in a ‘this is our pocket now’ way

Always forgets a umbrella when it rains; instead you’re both booking it while they hold their jacket above your heads

If you consider a step to be too high/tall, no problem, they’ll help you up in offering a hand/shoulder—little boost

Doesn’t matter your size, will offer you a picky back ride

Noticing your glasses are dirty, would softly take them off and clean them before handing them back (if you wear 'em that is)

[algea]

Sandwiches for Chucklers

Prompt: You met schlatt through an interview on chuckle sammy, but you didn't realize you lived next to him.

platonic!Chuckle Sammy x Fem!Reader

In remembrance of Charlie :( I cried when the episode came out.

Warnings: Cussing, jshart being himself, reader is siblings with Ted Nivison, Chuckle Sammy being Chuckle Sammy, best friends with Charlie!!

n/n means nickname!

It was only 10 o'clock in the morning when your older brother, Ted, called you.

The phone vibrated loudly, and you were quick to pick up and answer.

"You only call when you want something, Teddy." You sighed, but nonetheless a smile graced your facial features.

"You didn't even give me a chance to say 'hello,' Y/N!" Ted whined, stress weighing on his voice.

"I know. But is there something you actually need? You sound stressed as hell, Ted." You muttered. Even if you and your brother had a love-hate relationship, you two still cared very deeply for each other.

"I'm just...I'm just super stressed. The person we were supposed to have as a special guest on Chuckle Sandwich quit at the last second, and I'm really struggling to find someone else. That's why I called, to see if you could be our special guest." Ted sighed. You could invision Ted holding his forehead in the palm of his hand.

"Of course I'll come, Ted. I'd do anything for you, bro." You smiled.

"Thank you so much, N/N, I couldn't be me without you." Ted said, a soft, grateful smile evident in his voice.

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You shielded your eyes from the bright Los Angeles sun as you stepped out of your car in front of a large building. You sized the building up and started to walk to it. Ted strode to you from the building, where he swooped you up into a big warm hug.

"Hey there, N/N. I'm so glad you could make it." Ted grinned, letting go.

"You can't be you without me, Teddy." You responded, intertwining your pinkie with his for a moment and then letting go.

"Charlie's inside. I don't know if you've met schlatt or not, but I know he wants to meet you." Ted said, walking beside you as the two of you made your way inside. You shifted your glasses on your face, a pair exactly like Ted's.

Inside, you were greeted with the Chuckle Sandwich set, and many people scurrying around. But you couldn't miss the energetic voice of your best friend, talking enthusiastically to someone. There Charlie stood, cracking a joke to one of the set people.

"Charlie!" You exclaimed. His head whipped up to you, and his smile only grew larger as he ran to you and gave you a giant bear hug, lifting you off the ground.

"How's my favorite Nivison?" Charlie smiled, setting you back down.

"If I was any better, we'd be twins." You laughed. Ted clapped the two of you on the shoulder and smiled at you two. The both of you smiled back, knowing you were going to have a fun time today.

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There was much prep that went into the podcast, and you still had yet to meet schlatt, who was running late. So you, Ted, and Charlie all talked for around 45 minutes about anything and everything. Suddenly, the door slammed open, revealing what looked to be a middle-aged man.

"This fucking city is so shit, I had to get delayed two fucking hours from Atlanta." The man screeched, a New York accent laced heavily in his voice.

"Shut the hell up bro and come meet my sister." Ted bit back, a smirk glossing his face.

"You have a fucking sister?" The man gasped. His brown hair fell over his brown eyes for a moment before he put it back with a headband. You studied him a bit more and found that he was just a little shorter than Ted, who was around 6"3. Something about him felt so familiar, but you just couldn't pinpoint what. The man looked at you with a face of stone before giving a hint of a smile to you.

"Names Schlatt, you're the better Nivision kid I suppose?" Schlatt said finally, offering out a hand to shake.

"Yes, Yes I am. I'm Y/N." You smiled. You took his hand and shook it, and that was when it hit you.

"You're my neighbor aren't you? I live in the Austin Highrises (I made this up, this isn't where schlatt lives guys, i would never state where they live)." You questioned. Schlatt's eyebrows furrowed and his mouth opened slightly.

"So you're the one that plays the guitar everytime I try to stream." Schlatt sighed, releasing your hand.

"Yeah...Sorry about that by the way." You laughed.

"This is so fucking weird guys. Now Y/N knows everyone personally on Chuckle Sandwich. Maybe she should just be a part of the podcast now!" Charlie exclaimed, smiled at Y/N happily.

"Well, N/N? I could never turn down an offer to my baby sister." Ted asked, placing a hand on your shoulder.

"Charlie...Teddy...You guys I-..." You pondered. You looked at each of the members before smiling.

"I think I'll join." You stated, puffing your chest. Charlie jumped up and swooped you into a hug, where then Ted joined and Schlatt followed.

You had a feeling you were going to feel right at home here.

[supernatural-bias]

going to the fair with slime boy- cc! or c! <333 (bonus points if theres a little blurb where he comforts sick reader after they get home from all the spinning)

Charlie was super hyped about the fair all day. Practically bouncing off the walls even before drinking any sort of coffee. Probably sat in the car ten minutes before you were even supposed to leave just becuase he was so giddy about spending time with you.

The only cameras that are pulled out on the trip is to take a picture or two for your seperate social media's, but other than that it's just a day for the two of you to eat way too much junk food and ride too many rollarcoasters. You even convinced each other to get face paint.

At one point Charlie had gotten a face time from Ted and Schlatt. It was enough to make the both of you pause and sit on a nearby bench to talk with them, the two—mainly Schlatt—poking fun at how ridiculously in love you two were. Charlie had just laughed as you stuck your tounge out and flipped the bird before reassuring Ted it wasn't directed at him.

("We love Ted in this household. But mutton chop boy can go fuck himself."

"Hey!")

After that it was a drive home light by nothing but dim streetlights and car lights.

You both fell asleep in each others arms as soon as your heads hit the pillow <3

[og-penningpoppies]

k actually? chuckle sandwich boys and minor, ftm, reader is a little brother figure to them and them defending him, on the internet or irl. im thinking about that time u wrote ab ted protecting reader from a pedo :( i have no idea if this makes sense. it doesnt have to make sense 🪲

Sure thing!

Ted

Bullying strikes a nerve within Ted, it's the quickest way to piss him off.

He's the quickest to react to situations, blocking people without giving them more than one chance if he notices anything going on.

He'll always check in with you after the stream to make sure you're okay.

He gives you a safeword of sorts to use if you need to get out of a situation.

If you're in chat, he doesn't want you to feel pressured not speak up for fear of upsetting people. So, he gives you the word and he'll make up an excuse for why he needs to go.

If you two are out somewhere, he has no shame in making a scene. If someone's going to be bold enough to be mean, he's bold enough to confront the situation.

He's a physically imposing guy, so you definitely have scary dog privileges.

People in real life tend to not say anything because of Ted's size and fear of a confrontation.

Sometimes, they'll still push him online because they don't think he'll do anything and they can hide behind a screen.

But he absolutely calls people out on their shit.

He's got a lot of words that'll cause their message to be automatically held for review by mods.

Charlie

Charlie gets the most worried about this kind of thing because he's seen a lot of weird and rude stuff in his time.

That being said, he would be the least likely to have a direct confrontation.

He doesn't want you to get hurt and he refuses to let people be mean to you around him.

It bothers him more when it happens online because he wants you to feel safe and happy being on the internet.

For the most part, his chat is a pretty good place where he doesn't have to worry about it too much. But sometimes stuff still happens.

If it's online, he blocks it without warning and makes sure he keeps a close eye on it.

If it's in person, he'll do his best to get you out of the situation and reassure you that nothing said was true.

If it's a situation where he can report the situation to someone, he definitely will because he doesn't want anyone else feeling that way either.

He'll focus more on if you're okay than actually confronting anyone.

If you don't see it then he won't mention it and will do his best to avoid going into details if you or chat asks.

Schlatt

Schlatt is probably the middle ground between Ted and Charlie when it comes to how he reacts.

It's a hard line for Schlatt when he's live. His chat and he himself makes a lot of jokes, but he always tries to make sure it doesn't get out of hand.

Because of how his chat is, you were a bit anxious to spend time there. Especially after you came out. But he makes sure his chat is safe for you and isn't going to be upsetting.

He makes it clear there are some topics that are off limits and people aren't allowed to make jokes about them.

Any trans jokes are a hard no for him and he blocks without warning if he sees any of it.

Not wanting to focus on negativity, if he has to give a warning, he keeps it short and pretty much down to just "don't be a dick."

If people keep pushing, he's quick to call them out on it before blocking them and moving on.

When stuff like that does happen, he tries to lighten the mood. He'll make so many jokes with you and try to keep the spirits high.

If it's in person, he'll be way more likely to actually confront someone than the other two. There have been times when you genuinely thought he was going to end up fighting someone for how they treated you.

[technowoah]

Chuckle Week

Its Chuckle Week and you flew out to LA to see your friends again

- Ted, Charlie, & Schlatt x platonic! reader

-gender neutral reader!

- not requested

an// I just wanted to make a Chuckle Sandwich imagine in honor of Chuckle Week!

⚠︎: a lot of dialogue, mentions of the lunch club, idk about this one yall- I mean its okay but im really picky w my work

My Navigation!

"There they are!"

You had gotton off the airplane snd tiredly went to baggage claim and now you sre rolling your bags over to your three taller friends who called you. You had a big smile on your face even though, in contrast, your eyes were bloodshot and wanted to shut close.

Finally you made it over to the three friends who waited impatiently for your arrival. You stopped rolling your bags and went to Ted who's arms were out awaiting a long overdue hug from you.

"It's been too long." Ted said while squeezing you.

"We'll its not my fault you moved out to LA." You teased.

"Not you too."

You laughed as you gave Charlie a huge hug as well.

"Yeah its all your fault Ted." Charlie said while letting go of your hug.

"No its not-"

"You made y/n come all the way out to LA just to see us. Smh my head." You heard Schlatt say while leaning on your rollerbags.

Ted laughed in annoyance. "Okay can we stop slandering me and get the fuck out of here. Im tired."

"I am too. Ive been on a plane for hours, next to a creep." You sighed

You all made light conversations about life and the trip here while walking between Ted and Charlie while Schlatt rolled your bags even though earlier you tried to get him to give you your things back.

This week they decided to fly you out to Los Angeles for Chuckle Week. You were supposed to be on their podcast later on today. You were a youtuber like the other three that walked beside you. You had met Ted through a friend who said he was in college for film and you were interested in the same degree.

You two had gotton along well and he had opened a bunch more opportunities for you in college. Soon after you learned he was a youtuber and in a group called the Lunch Club. When Ted invited you to meet the whole group you had only gotton along with two other members which happened to be Schlatt and Charlie.

That was basically how you all met and you four stayed close ever since then. You enjoyed hanging out with them, but when you all moved you all stopped hanging out in real life and replaced it with facetime calls.

This was the first time in the past year that you all have met up with one another.

"So where do you wanna go?" Schlatt asked from thr front seat. Ted was in the driver's seat, and Charlie was in the back with you.

"My hotel." You said bluntly.

"Why? You just got here!" Schlatt complained

"Cause I have luggage and I dont wanna keep it in the back of Ted's car." You said back to the man.

The plane ride wasn't exactly the most pleasant plane ride. You've traveled better, and it drained you out. At least you werent driving all the way to LA.

"Fine."

"I agree, but lets go sight seeing first!" Charlie tried to convince the group to follow his idea.

"I dont know." Ted thought about the situation.

"I mean if we go to Y/N's hotel they're probably gonna leave us in the lobby while they sleep." Schlatt said looking back at you.

"True."

"Okay but, Y/N's clothes can get melted in the back of Ted's car in the Los Angeles heat it'll be fine! Lets do something." Charlie jokingly complained while Ted continued to drive through the busy streets.

Ted sighed while shaking his head. "Fine Charlie what do you wanna do?"

"I dont fucking know."

Ted rolled his eyes while Schlatt groaned. You and Charlie were laughing in the backseat at the two men complaining in the front seat. You missed them, so Charlie's idea of doing something was a great idea.

"There's beaches here right?" You asked.

"Yeah."

"No shit."

"Let's go there! Ted pick a beach!" You exclaimed.

"Okay there are only like, three beaches I know and they are all gonna be full." Ted said while switching lanes. "Pick a number one, two, or three."

Ted gave us numbers keeping it secretive even though he said all of the beaches would be full, so there would be no difference.

"One!" You exclaimed.

"Three." Schlatt shrugged. "Three is a good number."

"You're doing that on purpose." Ted laughed.

"Doing what?" Schlatt laughed.

"Picking a different number! Now its all on Mr. Slimecicle back there." Ted pointed back at Charlie.

Charlie was in a thinking pose before taking forever and finally saying his number. "Oh! Um, two!"

"Ah c'mon!"

"Dammit Charlie!"

"Hey you said pick a number! And I like-"

"Im picking two! Im driving we're going to beach two~!" Ted yelled over the three.

"You should've done that in the first place Ted."

"I know."

"Welcome to Santa Monica pier!" Ted said while walking slightly a head of the other three.

"This is it?" You asked.

"Yeah? You're not impressed?" Ted asked back slightly surpised.

"Thought it would be more LA." You joked.

You've never been to LA before. There was one time Ted invited you to join the Lunch Club on their trip to LA, but you denied because you didn't want to intrude, and also you didnt get along with the other guys. Santa Monica pier was really pretty, it was a small amusement park type deal. It was cute.

"What gets more LA then this!?" Schlatt waved his arms gesturing to all the people around him.

"There's a ferris wheel. You wanna go on that?" Charlie asked stopping in the middle of the pier.

"Lets just go to the beach part. I dont want to be stuck with yall on a small box." You chuckled while taking a good look at the places around the area.

"Hey! Thats a privilege! You know how many people who would wanna be stuck in a small box with one of us?" Ted joked back to you.

"No one." Schlatt laughed. "What kind of messages do you get Ted?"

"You dont want to know man!" Charlie answered.

"Okay since we're so unorganized-"

Ted interrupted you. "We know what we're doing here! Okay, lets get some funnel cake or whatever and go to the beach."

"Yeah and we can watch Schlatt die of heat." Charlie added while bumping your shoulder and walking along with Ted towards a restaurant.

You turned around to see schlatt in his regular attire which consists of a huge hoodie and shorts which the whole outfit seemed hot. You laughed because apparently nothing has changed.

"You know I havent seen your arms Schlatt. It hot out here." You poked him.

"Yeah I know and you're never gonna."

"I hate sand. Its coarse, rough and irritating-"

"Dont even start!" You laughed at Ted while he sat beside you in the sand.

He was right, the beach was full probably because its the weekend. You were sitting next to Ted eating your funnel cake they bought for you. Schlatt and Charlie were off somewhere near the water, the last thing you heard and saw was something about water and recording.

"I cant believe this is the first thing I eat after a long ass plane ride." You sighed while using the fork they gave you to stab at the cake.

"At least its something and you're not starving. I mean they gave you a lot!" He pointed out.

"Exactly Im not gonna eat all of it." You began to hand it to him.

"I dont want that shit. I already ate all of mine. Eat all of it."

"No I'll just give it to the other two if I dont eat all of it." You sighed.

"Speaking of, where are the other boys?"

"Who knows. Who cares." You joked.

"Hopefully they didn't drown." Ted said while leaning back onto his hands.

"Yeah that would be tragic." You laughed pretending to not care for your two friends.

"Remember when you said you didn't want to come with us to LA the first time?" Ted asked you.

"Not really. Why?"

"Why the sudden change of heart?"

You thought about how to phrase your answer then answered Ted's question. "I didn't like the others. It would've been weird if all of your attention was on me or all of your attention was not on me and I became a third wheel just because I wanted to go to LA."

You paused before continuing with your statement. "The only people I liked were you and Charlie cause he was so inviting and wanted to be my friend, he reached out first after the meet. I thought Schlatt hated me at the time, but it turns out he dosent. Or he did and turned around to liking me. I just never got to the other boys" You laughed at the past memories.

Ted hummed and nodded your head at your answer. "I mean you could've gave them a chance."

"Ive watched their stuff before! Some of them are nice." You said playing with your fingers now unsure of what you said.

"I mean you missed the highlight of my life! When I got extremely high and thought I was gonna die." Ted laughed and you did too remembering when the three men joined you on facetime to tell you the story that night.

You looked out by the water and see Charlie and Schlatt trudging through the sand towards the both of you.

"Oh shit there they are." You laughed.

"Damn I wanted the podcast to myself." Ted laughed as well.

"Just generate AI versions of Schaltt and Charlie. You'll be fine."

"That was the plan all along!" Ted joked and you laughed as you sat up to greet the other two men.

Schlatt flopped doen into the sand infront of you while groaning.

"Where did you come from?"

"The water."

"We wanted to go in the water, but decided not to because we would be wet all the way back." Charlie explained in more detail

"Im glad you decided not to cause I dont want your wetness in my car." Ted said back.

"Ew."

"Ted, we're gonna get sand in your car." Schlatt said while laying back in the sand and immediately getting back uo because of the sun.

"Brush it all off." Ted bluntly said back to the man.

"Guys I love the bickering, but what time is it?" Charlie asked shielding his eyes from the sun.

"You have a phone Charlie." You laughed.

"And you do too! So check!" He pointed.

You smiled and brought out your phone seeing it was 3:30 pm. Your eyes widened as you realized that the time to check in your hotel was around 3:00 and 4:00.

"It's 3:30 and I need to get checked in to my hotel." You said while getting up and brushing the sand off of your body.

"Holy shit we're supposed to record at 4:00." Ted said while getting up and the other two following suit.

"Time flies huh." Schlatt says while following behind all of you guys.

"Schlatt hurry up we got a podcast to run!" Charlie exclaimed beside you.

"And my clothes are going to melt in Ted's car lets go!"

"Thank goodness we're here!" You leaned against the receptionist counter while the woman behind it was typing on the computer infront of her.

"And your clothes didnt melt which was a miracle in of it's own." Charlie said while leaning one of your roller bags.

You had gotton the cards to your room and the number and floor it was on. You thanked the woman before getting out the way for the person behind you to get checked in.

"We'll wait for you down here-"

"Just throw your bags in the room and come back down. Take the stairs." Schlatt interrupted Ted who

"How long are you staying?" Charlie asked while giving you one of your bags.

"A week! Starting from today!" You exclaimed loud, but not loud enough to disturb anybody else in the lobby.

"Really?"

"That's great!"

"You picked the wrong people to spend a week with." Schlatt laughed.

"I think I made the right choice."

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[yettobedetermined7]

Imagine being interview by Chuckle Sandwich Podcast

[rnebbie]

HI ITS SUMMER 😊😊😊😊😊school ended last week but I’ve just been finishing stuff up and kinda busy but NOW summer has officially started and to try to avoid summer depression and try to feel productive I am on my WRITING SHIT🔥I promise I’m going to try harder now. I need more discipline in my life soooo idgaf send hate in my inbox LMFAOOO call me a lazy bitch idc.. anyway ya. I love all ur requests esp all the jesse pinkman stuff so YAYYY also maybe u guys should send some platonic ted nivison requests bc I’ve been searching for some as of recent and there are not enough. 😕😕😕😕 anyways yeah! Happy summer and I hope everyone’s doing well. If not don’t hesitate to reach out, my inbox is always open. Love u piggyjeans nation <3 also hbd lana del Rey my mama

[vneuns]

For the Writers Appreciation thing

If anyone's looking for weird stuff to read but not really crackfics, I got a Finding Nemo Marlin x Gill one & a Origins SMP Zootopia Au (x)

Fundy's Nick Wilde & Techno's Judy Hopps

Currently been writing a lot of DSMP one shots this past year. Lot of it's x reader though. Can find stuff for Sapnap, Karl, Niki, Tommy, Wilbur, Techno, Jschlatt, Ranboo, BBH, Quackity, Philza, Slimecicle, Fundy, & Ted Nivison. All of its platonic.

All the links go to Wattpad so lmk if tumblr yeets them into the void.

Got a few WIPs at the idea stage where they haven't been written just yet.

-Sapnap

Zootopia au seems quite interesting ngl

@mitzimania look

[literallykenmaandshoyo]

Teether

Chuckle Sandwich x reader (SFW Age Regression) (gender-neutral reader)

Requested by: Anon through dms!

Genre: Comfort

Proofread: Nope (in the wise words of ao3 tags, we die like Ranboo)

Music: Hatsune Miku songs to feel old and nostalgic to

Warnings: Mention of reader's teeth falling out (nothing too graphic), mention of blood, reader regressing out of panic, mention of going to the dentist, mention of pain killers, little to no dialogue

Summary: You find yourself having teeth pain and tried to not let it bother you so much. But when the pain becomes too much and one falls out, all hell breaks loose. Thank god you have your caregivers by your side.

Author's Note: Thank you so much anon for the request! This is adorable! I love it so much! I'm basing this off of what my mother used to do when I was a child when a tooth would fall out. This won't be too long so I hope I was able to make sense. (Also I did research and it is possible to keep your baby teeth. It's called Adult Baby Teeth. Isn't that crazy?!)

-Mod Kenma

When the dentist told you that some of your baby teeth were going to take a while to come out, you weren't too bothered by it. It was something that you weren't expecting but took it in stride. Most of them had already fallen out and you were just waiting on the last two or three.

The boys were aware of this and made sure that they were there to support you. Whenever your teeth hurt, one of them would have some painkillers and something soft to eat. Today, your tooth was hurting more than usual. You weren't sure why and it was getting frustrated. It had been a while since your teeth had started to hurt and man, you were annoyed. You didn't want to deal with this aggravating pain. You tried to ignore it as much as possible but the frustration was only growing.

That's how your caregivers found you. Schlatt sighed and hugged you. "What's up buttercup?" He always seemed to read your body language quicker than the others. You buried your face in his chest and complained about your teeth. Schlatt nodded and rubbed your back. "Why don't we have some lunch? After that, we'll get you some meds." Charlie ran his fingers and offered to make sandwiches. You nodded and let go of Schlatt.

Ted had wrapped you in your favorite blanket and picked you up. You squealed, not expecting the action. The three were trying to get you to regress, to hopefully take off the edge you seemed to have. Ted took you to the couch and let you choose something to watch on the tv. You felt yourself slowly slip when Charlie came back with the sandwiches. The four of you began to eat but after a couple of bites in, your mouth felt weird. You moved your sandwich away and saw a tooth sticking out of it and blood on the bread.

A whimper left your throat as you felt the blood swimming in your mouth. Right before the tears started to fall, Ted noticed the blood and tooth on your sandwich. "Shit." He muttered, taking the sandwich out of your hands and picking you up. He quickly took you to the bathroom to wash out your mouth. Charlie took the tooth out of your sandwich and threw the now bloody meal away. Schlatt and Charlie rushed to the bathroom and helped reassure you.

All of this panic made you feel incredibly small and fragile. Big tears were falling from your glassy eyes as Ted inspected your mouth. "It was a clean pull. There is just a lot of bleeding. Schlatt could you grab a red popsicle from the freezer?" Schlatt nodded and ran off while Charlie stayed and played with your hair. "You're so brave, sweetheart. Your big kid teeth are ready to come in." Ted said, rubbing your cheek. Schlatt came back with a red otter pop already cut open.

You opened your mouth and let Schlatt hold it for you while you began to suck on the red ice. The cold treat helped numb the pain and soothed your soft cries. The three took you back to the couch and continued what you four were watching. You cuddled up next to Schlatt and played with Charlie's fingers. Ted played with your hair and casually talked about whatever you all were watching. The three would crack jokes and complain about inconsistencies. You didn't mind though. Their voices helped lull you to a comfortable sleep. Charlie was the first to notice you asleep and shushed the other two. One at a time, the three kissed your forehead. They turned down the tv and kept the bickering to a minimum. Hopefully, by tomorrow, you'd be feeling better enough to celebrate your tooth coming out.

[og-penningpoppies]

Headcanons for Ted and/or Charlie being protective of the reader? Sfw like they genuinely see him as a little brother and are constantly ready to beat the crap out of someone for him.

Sure thing!

Ted

Ted's the very definition of "this guy bothering you?"

He makes it very clear that you're not to be fucked with and keeps a close eye on what's going on.

He's the more vocally protective one over you.

He'll try to diffuse situations with his words before he'll get physical. But he's not afraid to do it if it gets to that level.

He'll try to distract you if you're upset after the situation is handled, wanting to focus on something positive.

Charlie

He's normally a very calm guy, but you're different.

He is constantly ready to throw hands if he needs to. He's very protective over you.

It's always a point of his to make sure you feel comfortable, around him, in his chat, everything.

He doesn't start anything, but if he sees anything going on, he'll step in and take control of the situation.

After something happens, he's always quick to reassure you that person was wrong or just a dick.

[og-penningpoppies]

Hi! Headcanons for if reader (minor) was at a party or smth, got drugged, and the chuckle sandwich boys (seperately not at once) protected/took care of him? Like took him home and kept him safe.

Sure thing!

Ted

-Ted's...Distracted, to say the least when you approach him.

-You're wobbling on your feet, suddenly feeling very drunk even though you hadn't had anything, and it filled you with fear.

-You felt like you'd wandered for hours to find him at a beer pong table.

-Your fingers caught the edge of his long-sleeved shirt, tugging it gently to get his attention. He was smiling when he turned to look at you, but his face immediately fell.

-His mind went to the worst instantly and an arm wrapped around you.

-He was asking you something, but you didn't quite catch it. It didn't matter. He helped you outside and away from the party, holding onto you the entire time.

-You apologize for ruining his good time, but he quickly shushes you and tells you that you did nothing wrong.

-You felt too badly to argue, so you just clung to him tighter as he helped you both into the back of a car.

-His own mind is quickly sobering up, the stressful situation forcing him back into reality.

-A million thoughts are on his mind, but he tries to stay strong for you. He knows you need him right now.

-So, he just smiles and tells you he won't let anything happen. And you nod, fully believing him.

Schlatt

-Schlatt is the most open when you find him. He's away from the crowd a bit, messing around on his own.

-His eyes rose when you approached him and his expression was almost unreadable to you.

-He asked you what happened, but you couldn't find the right words. For a few moments, he tried to rephrase to get information about what happened.

-He wasn't sure what was going on, but he knew something was wrong with how you were acting. And he knew he needed to handle it.

-You could tell he was tense as he took your hand and led you back out of the party.

-Immediately, you felt better being with Schlatt, knowing he wasn't going to let anything bad happen to you.

-Helping you into the passenger's seat of his car, he kept talking to you.

-Him talking gave you something else to focus on instead of what was going on.

-Him just being there was helping more than he knew and you were just grateful to be out of that situation.

-He helps you into his bed once he finally gets you home and leaves the door open, telling you to call or make some noise if you needed anything.

-Sitting Jambo down onto the bed with you, he disappears into the living room and stays awake all night. Just in case.

Charlie

-You were crying when Charlie found you.

-You didn't know what was going on and you felt guilty for accepting a drink, convinced this was your fault.

-He was helping you off the ground when he found you, asking you what had happened and if you were okay.

-Through your tears, you couldn't find your words.

-He assured you it was all okay and helped you to go get some water, keeping you away from everyone else as he did.

-Suggesting to go to the doctor freaked you out, but he told you that it was the safest option.

-You were still scared, but he promised you it was okay.

-You were clinging to his arm the entire way outside, not wanting to be alone.

-He kept talking to you the entire way to the ER, helping you calm down.

-And when you finally arrive, he stays with you the entire time, making sure you know you're not alone.

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how would the chuckle sandwich boys comfort a minor!reader after a nightmare? im thinking cuddles and possibly jambo is also involved

Sure thing

Ted

-Ted's asleep when you go to him. Of course, he is. It is late, after all.

-You try to be as quiet as you can as you crawl into bed with him, not wanting to wake him up. You'd already felt bad enough about going to him so late.

-A selfish part of you wished he was awake to comfort you, but you'd take what you could get.

-It doesn't work out that way, though. He stirs awake about halfway through you snuggling up to him.

-Of course, he's confused and you do your best to explain, suddenly very embarrassed by the situation. You were a bit old to climb into bed with him because you had a nightmare.

-But he's understanding.

-He doesn't push you to talk to him, just wrapping an arm around you and cuddling you closer.

-Before he falls back asleep, he lets you know you can always wake him up if you need him.

Charlie

-Surprisingly, Charlie is still awake when you come to his room.

-He's cuddled up in bed on his phone and you didn't say anything as you moved to sit down with him.

-He lets you rest your head against him, but he quickly notices your red eyes and the grimace on your face.

-His voice is gentle as he asks what's going on and you tell him about your dream.

-He hugs you after, letting you tear up again, not letting go until you're pulling away.

-You two spend the rest of the night playing games and watching movies.

-He just does his best to get your mind off of the nightmare until you feel ready to go back to sleep.

-You end up falling back asleep there in his bed, a movie still playing in the background and more pleasant dreams finding you.

Schlatt

-Schlatt isn't the most outwardly affectionate. He's never really known how to comfort someone who's so upset.

-So, when you go to him, he questions why. Ted is more cuddly, Charlie is more supportive, he's just...Well, he's just Schlatt.

-But he doesn't say anything to you and he definitely doesn't send you away. He's not a dick.

-He's quiet as you climb into his bed sniffling, thinking about what to do. He doesn't even know what to say.

-But then an idea pops into his head.

-He excuses himself for just a moment, promising you he'll be back.

-You're confused, but you're too tired to argue.

-A few minutes later, he's back in the room and plopping Jambo onto your lap.

-He sniffs at you, seeming like he can sense you're upset before he nudges his head against you.

-You couldn't help but smile at that, hugging Jambo and cuddling him closer.

-A hand finds your shoulder, just holding it for a minute before Schlatt promises it'll be okay.

-Schlatt isn't comforting in the way people typically expect, but he knows how to make people feel better.