🖤 My name is Abby (you can call me ghost, ghosty, or abs, or whatever cute lil names you want), I’m a 21 year old emo ass college student and my pronouns are she/her. I also happen to write fanfics and blurbs about Jschlatt and Ted Nivison.
🖤 Home of the Camgirl! Reader x Schlatt series
🖤 My page consists of a lot of NSFW and all content related to that will have a content warning since I do write fluff just as much with my boys.
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🥀BOUNDARIES🥀
I will NOT write about the following content
⚫️ Piss kinks and anything of that sort
⚫️ Age play (not comfy writing about an adult acting like a child, just very uncomfy)
⚫️ Mental illnesses, (keep in mind this means romanticizing it, I will write about comfort with reader being stressed or sad but more than that I feel uncomfy about it and will not write about it)
what word is that supposed to be 😭 you don't have to say it just drop like a wordle style hint.... I can't watch an entire episode of chuckle anymore tbh
you and schlatt had been bickering for a few minutes now, over something probably stupid, but with all the stress you two had been dealing with lately, it just seemed to be the breaking point.
you had started to feel bad about arguing in the first place, now feeling dumb about doing so, that’s when you decided to bring the argument to a halt.
you had suddenly thought of something so fool proof, it had to work.
you just had to move quick with it, taking a quick second to step back as schlatt is scolding you, feeling a small grin tug at your lips.
“what the fuck are ya so smiley for?” he asks angrily
you don’t respond, instead quickly lifting your shirt up, giving him a few moments to stand there frozen as he takes in what happened before making a run for the opened door.
“wait!” he calls out running after you, “I’ll stop arguin’ jus’ give me another view”
A/N: sorry for the break in the Camgirl!reader fic can you tell I’m depressed BAHAH
I’m trying to find that peace of mind, behind these two white highway lines
Schlatt had left your apartment, quickly placing his things into his car before getting into the drivers side and taking off out of the parking lot.
His ride was silent, a 20 or so minute drive felt like hours. It began to rain, the small pitter patters of water hitting his car, almost as if the clouds were crying too.
Getting back to his house he ran inside with his things, as the rain began to pick up. The rain hitting the window was usually his favorite thing to hear, being able to hold you close as you both watched a movie, the thunder and lightning making your room feel cozy. But schlatt would find himself silently sitting in his room, the only comfort he had was from his cats who were oblivious to the fight you and Schlatt had hours before.
She’s singing baby come home in a melody of tears while the rhythm of the rain keeps time
All he could think about that night was what you asked him before he left so abruptly. “Are we done?”
Schlatt knew he had been lacking in the boyfriend department lately, he always wanted to keep your relationship private, so that meant in public he would almost pretend you didn’t exist. For a while you understood, people can be weird on the internet and he wanted to keep you and your life private and away from on lookers.
But it was exhausting. Your boyfriend who you loved so much pretending you didn’t exist when in public, if he even went out with you in public that is. Never letting you post or post about you, even in a friendly way.
Schlatt understood he may have crossed the line but, he was doing it because he loved you, to protect you. But god did he do it in the worst way possible.
He would lay in bed just contemplating the argument you guys had, how he could’ve said things differently, how he knew he was becoming more distant and to just take the time to show you how much he loved you.
Holding his pillow close, missing that feeling of you being in his arms, a tear would roll down his face.
I need updates on the schlatt camgirl fic urgently ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ I’m dying to read the next chapter❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ I’m going absolutely rabid over it ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Hey queen
I’m taking a break from tumblr for a hot minute, I’m so stressed rn I can’t even think abt writing. I love you guys sm and I’m so happy you guys like the Camgirl fic and I promise I’m not giving up on it I’m just ya know putting myself first and taking a break ❤️❤️❤️
HOW DO OU PRONOUNCE SCHLATTS LITTLE CAMGIRL USERNAME? I THINK ITS LIKE SCHLNT? I DONT KNOW BUT I NEED TO KNOW BECAUSE WE SAY IT OULOUD BUT IDK HOW TO SAY IT IN MY HEAD WHEN READING >:C IM STRESSING PLZ HLEP
I quite literally read it as shh-jlint BAHAHA (I am very unoriginal and if this were a real story reader would find out so fast it was schlatt who is her biggest donor)
CW: smut, working for your boss, work relationship, porn industry, parasocial relationship but schlatt is parasocial lmao
HAPPY FATHER’S DAY, ugh i wish to make schlatt a daddy. Guys i was ovulating while writing this so this chapter is FREAKY
“I’ve talked about my dick before on this podcast, Ted. It’s 7.5 inches and curves to the left.” Schlatt would say in a matter of fact type of tone, staring directly into the camera. “God you’re so fucking weird” Ted would respond back.
This is conversation is what you overheard as you listened to the newest chuckle sandwich episode while doing some more work for Schlatt’s new collab coming up. Subconsciously letting out a small whimper at the thought of his cock, how it would feel inside you.
This episode in particular, schlatt seemed to have a lot of sexual build up, always bringing up sex any chance he could.
“I want a woman who will put there entire weight on me when they sit on my face” another out of pocket remark he made. Making you shift in your seat, feeling your cunt get wet at the thought of sitting on his face, his chops rubbing against your inner thighs while his tongue licks and sucks at your needy clit, begging for him to let you cum.
Your needs were getting the best of you, getting up from your desk to go to lay on the bed in your spare room. Removing your shorts and panties. Seeing already how wet you were just from the thought of schlatt.
“Fuck” you whisper to yourself. Opening a shelf next to the bed that had miscellaneous sex toys inside. Digging through you pull out your favorite, a pink rabbit. Lubing the toy up with your spit you lay your body down on the bed. Inserting the toy in your tight cunt. Turning the vibration in to its highest setting. Moaning and screaming Schlatt’s name, finally feeling that familiar feeling in your stomach as you came, legs shaking, continuing to shout his name.
-time skip-
It was time to stream again. Getting into the shower to get ready for a night of pleasing your audience. Getting dried off you looked through your drawers, deciding what type of lingerie to wear for that night. Your eyes stumbled upon the set that scjlnt sent you. Feeling the fabric between your fingers you pull it out of your dresser, then proceeding to put it on. Looking at yourself in the mirror you were quite astonished how good you looked too. Taking some time to take photos of yourself to post later.
Setting up your assortment of toys on the bed, you went to your computer, pressing live and waiting for people to flood in. You’d lay yourself across the bed, the camera pointed downward slightly, making great view of your cleavage.
Money would come into your account, reading off donations while you asked politely for a certain amount before taking your clothes off. Your audience wouldn’t have to wait long, especially now that scjlnt was in the chat.
$600 from scjlnt “show us that pretty pussy baby, we’ve missed you so much” it read.
“Awe you miss me? You miss thinking about fucking my holes?” You reply back. Taking your panties off to tease yourself and your chat, rubbing your clit delicately, feeling yourself get wet from such small touches.
You’d get tiered of this slow build up, wanting to get something inside of you, your cunt pulsating around nothing the more horny you got. Getting one of the dildos you had set aside, you sit yourself up, positioning your ass toward the camera, the dildo underneath you, as you slowly sank down onto it. Letting out a hiss from how big it was.
“Fuck, you like that?” You ask, moving your body up so the toy would fall out of your cunt, showing your chat how wet you were, how needy you were.
You’d place the toy back inside you, making small movements as you rode it, letting out whines and whimpers as your juices would spill down your thighs.
Changing positions again, this time laying on the bed with your pussy to the camera, lifting your legs up so you could still fuck yourself. This position left you a moaning mess, yelling obscenities, begging your chat to let you cum, edging yourself until you hit a certain donation amount.
$1000 from scjlnt “god I wish that were me fucking you right now sweetheart” finally hitting that money goal you’d let yourself go.
“Fuck, schlatt, y-yes. Oh my god you feel so good”
A slip up
You didn’t even realize you had said your bosses name on live until after your high. A few chatters asked who schlatt was. And you panicked a little. Trying to go about the rest of the stream as usual. Once your breathing went back to normal you’d say your thank yous and goodbyes, blowing a kiss to the camera before clicking end stream on your computer.
Then the panic really started to set in “oh my god I just said Schlatt’s name. Fuck what if he finds out, what if someone tells him” biting your nails. Trying to take deep breaths. You’d try to forget what you said by cleaning up your room, putting it back together and constantly checking social media to see if anyone said anything, anywhere.
Schlatt pov:
He just got done sending in $1000 dollars to y/u/n, fucking into his hand he was close to cuming. His eyes were shut tight as he listened to your moans, the sounds of your wet pussy being fucked by a dildo. Wishing it was him. That’s when he heard you say his name.
He would instantly cum, hot white spurts would go across his stomach and chest. By far one of the biggest orgasms he’s had before. Physically groaning out your username in the process.
“Holy- no fucking- oh my god” he’d say out of breath, not even sure what he heard was real. Deep down he knew he heard you say his name, it was hard not to understand with the way you moaned his name so loudly.
His cock would twitch just rethinking about the incident. His high would come down, letting him clean himself up before coming back to his desk chair.
All he could think about was the possibility of the Camgirl he’s been obsessed with knows who he is, maybe a coincidence, but definitely weird how things were coming together for him.
This new social media manager he hired wanting lighting equipment, being gone and won’t text him back when the cam girl is live. Fuck just the way you sound was comparable to y/u/n.
Had a nightmare schlatt actually turned into a twink again and i was so disgusted. Also actively debating on doodling fanart from the camgirl series cuz with power comes great porn lmao - 📸
I would actually be frightened too I do not blame you
Also… like you totally don’t have to… but if you did make fan art from the Camgirl series I would not be opposed, in fact I encourage it 🤭🤭
