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jschlanket

Jul 15

List O' Fics

ADDING MORE

Schlatt X fem Reader

Phone sex (Smut)

Good morning, Toots (Fluff/light smut)

Under The Desk Service (smut/roommate trope)

schlatt HC

Based on bdsm results

Holy no more

fancy schlatt series

Emo schlatt

Ted x Fem Reader

Lovingly Devoted

jschlanket

Jul 17

I'm actively busting a fat nut

Jul 17

Nothing like holding my love

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Jul 17

notschlatt

Schlatt. That's it

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Jul 17

Someone please edit schlatt to this 🙏🏻🛐

Jul 17

here we go again

Hubba bubba

Jul 16

Holy no more ⛪

Priest schlatt x Fem Reader mdni smut

🦴✝️⛪

(I'm making him protestant)

It was Sunday, and you were waking up for church. A breathy yawn escaped your mouth as you awoke from your bed. You enjoyed your church days, especially when the priest was present. That man could take your heart and shovel it underground and you'd still say thank you. You stretched your limbs and wiggled your way out of bed. The plush carpet of your flooring felt nice underfoot. Walking to the mirror, you saw a dress that was calling your name peaking out of the closet. A white dress, complete with lace. Wasn't church appropriate but eh.. who cared. You weren't really there for the service anyway. You took the dress of the hanger, pausing your descent into the bathroom. You tossed the dress onto your bed, throwing a pair of white tights alongside some white dress shoes. Walking to the bathroom again, you put your hair in a high ponytail, with a lacey bow clipped onto the band of your scrunchie. You put your pink lip liner on and some pink eyeshadow, and then got dressed. Walking to the car was a painful task. Mentally anyway. You were already soaking just thinking about him. Fuck. You got in, and started the car. Driving there was almost impossible without humping your seat at least a little bit. When you pulled in, you saw him. Fucking hell he was so sexy. His mutton chops looked better today than they had ever before. His eyes traced your figure appreciatively, before remembering he was in the house of the Lord. He approached your car specifically. You were hyper aware of every little movement he made, and every little glance he gave you.

"good morning, toots." He smiled. You'd only ever heard him use pet names around you. Special attention, you'd guess.

"good morning." You squeaked out. It was impossible to get a full sentence out around him without at least stuttering two times. God, you were so whipped.

"come, I have something to show you you might like." He winked. Fuck. There's only two places that this could go and you were hoping it was the latter. He led you to his office around the back of the church. It was nothing special really. What you'd imagine a priest's office to look like is probably it.

"sit, love." He commanded, pointing to the couch in the corner. You obeyed, being the submissive slut you were. He moved to sit beside you, his hand coming to rest upon the upper part of your thigh. His grip squeezed once, twice. His head moved to look at you.

"I know you're not just here for the service, toots." He teased, his voice low and sultry. Your face turned a special color of fuchsia, confirming what he initially had thought.

"why don't you let me take care of that for you, eh?" He leaned in closer, his warm breath fanning against your ear. You nodded almost aggressively. His fingers ripped a hole between your legs, showing off your pretty pink folds and sensitive bundle.

"oh? Wet for me already? Good girl." He praised. He moved you to lay down, lifting your legs over his shoulders. He placed a kiss on your clit, before eating you like a starving man. You almost passed out with how good it felt.

"fuuuck.." you moaned. His teeth scraped your clit hood, sending jolts of pleasure up your spine. He hummed.

"good girl. Now, cum for daddy." He sucked on your clit, his tongue finally diving in your hole. You almost screamed, your hand reaching down to keep him flush against you. Once you were overstimulated and shivering he sat you back down properly. He slapped you thigh.

"now. Church service."

#jschlatt x reader #jschlatt smut

jschlanket

Jul 16

Green Monster 💚

Mdni shy emo schlatt x Fem Reader all chara 18+ p2

His eyes widened, the bell echoing across the hallway. His face visibly reddened.

"hey, what class do you have next?" I asked, genuinely curious. He took a few deep breaths and met my eyes.

"uhm.. calculus. I fucking hate math, though." He rolled his eyes. I nodded in enthusiastic agreement. He let out a breathless laugh.

"what teacher?" I tilted my head, my eyes twinkling with friendly adoration. Fuck, he's cute.

"uhm..Wilson. you?" He smiled slightly, the sides of his lips ticking upward.

"no way! Me too! Since it's free seating, we should sit together." I suggested. His face was almost scarlet now. He thrust his half-drunk monster energy into my hands, obviously a peace agreement.

"uh..what's this for?" My eyes didn't leave his face. He didn't meet my eyes.

"uhm. I didn't want it. You can have it. And yeah, I'll sit with you." He began to stand up, and since our ears were still connected by wired earbuds, I followed after. The walk to calculus wasn't bad at all. We cracked some corny jokes and he laughed at practically everything I said. We walked into class maybe 10 minutes before the tardy bell. The bells were really spaced out because students here fucking sucked at keeping tabs on times. He took his seat and I took mine beside him. His thigh brushed against mine, sending a jolt up my spine.

"uhm..sorry." he profusely apologized almost immediately.

"no, no. It's fine, babes." The pet name slipped out of my mouth without meaning to. Shit. I guess it was my turn to apologize now.

"oh gosh, uh.." I watched his face blush the deepest red it had all day. He buried his face into his hands, letting out an adorable squeak. My hand came to rest on his thigh. You know what, I guess I should shoot my shot. I traced his upper thigh through the skinny jeans, feeling something grow beneath my thumb.

"in class? Really?" I teased, leaning down so my breath fanned against his ear.

"you dirty slut." I whispered and that managed to pull a whine from his cute, unmarked throat. I left a single, messy, hot kiss against his neck, earning a whimper.

"oh, you're whimpering? Such a good boy. Maybe we should take this elsewhere, mm?" I whispered in his ear. He agreed almost immediately. I wrapped my lanky fingers around his wrist and dragged him alongside me to the teachers bathroom on the other side of the school. The one no teacher really used anymore, and was kinda the universal fuck spot. I closed the strong door behind me and locked it, backing him up against a wall. I pulled his hands away from his face to get a good look at what I was working with.

"such a pretty boy." I leaned in and kissed him. His hands found my hips and landed there. My tongue found the inside of his mouth, licking intently, as did his. He whined into it, his hips bucking against my thigh.

"you wanna get sucked?" I pulled away to breathe against his lips. He whined.

"yes.. please." His hands tightened around my hips, pulling me closer. I slid down to my knees, unbuckling all those studded belts of his, as well as unzipping his jeans.

"oh goodness, you're leaking already." I teased, leaving open-mouthed kisses down his v-line. He let out a sharp whine. I licked a stripe up his sheathe before sucking it into my mouth. His hips bucked against my face, fucking it. I held his hips down with one hand, rubbing his balls with the other. I met his eyes with a lustful gaze. He whined. I felt his balls tighten, his orgasm impending.

"cum for me." I gargled around his cock. The vibration must have sent him over because less than a minute later, his warm spurts of cum coated my throat. I swallowed. I pulled off with a lewd pop, leaving him dripping with my salvia. I put him back without cleaning him off, because God, he's gonna wanna feel that for a while. I stood up, left an obvious hickey on his neck, and dragged his ass back to class.

#Spotify #jschlatt x reader #schlatt smut

jschlanket

Jul 16

White monster 🖤🦴

Emo twink schlatt x Fem Reader mdni 1 of 3 (1st person pov) no smut yet (very cliche and/or sappy) 🖤 (all characters over 18)

Ah, yes. High school. Sweaty boys running through the halls, nerds getting shoved into lockers, popular girls soaking themselves in stolen perfumes from their moms, the emo kids huddled in their respective corners. And then..there's me. Didn't really fit anywhere. I mean, I was interested in a little of everything. But not so much that I was able to be grouped into one place. It was the middle of the school day, and I was miserable. God, I really just wanted to go home. The bracelets on my wrists clicked together, my converse shuffling as I moved to my locker. One earbud dangled loose above my ear, just so I was aware of my surroundings. My best friend, Lyn, approached me. She was rather popular, but never abandoned me for anyone.

"Hey girlie!" She cracked her perfect smile. I gave a slight nod back. I don't know what it was, but something was off.

"Hi Lyn." I closed my locker with a thud. I clicked the lock back into place and twisted my body to look at her. She had the fattest, most annoying grin on her face.

"what now, Lyn." I said with a defeated sigh. Her grin grew wider. She sharply turned her head to a tall, lanky emo boy in the corner. His hair was buzzed (unusual with emo boys), clad in a my chemical romance shirt, black skinny jeans, beat-up converse, studded bracelets, holding a white monster between his black painted nails, iPod in his lap. Lord have mercy, he was hot. I gulped.

"he's been staring at you all week." She said, as if it was a casual statement and not something that deeply excited me.

"should I go up? Man..I don't know though. Emo dudes are usually antisocial, right?" I said, meaning to keep that in my head, but it managed to slip out. As soon as I finished talking his head tipped up, and his eyes caught mine. Holy. Shit. His eyes were even more beautiful than his body. His face flushed, obvious against his pasty skin, and he tilted his head down to stare at the ground. I groaned and buried my head in my hands. Fucking emo boys will be the death of me.

"go up to him!" Lyn whispered loudly. I gulped.

"I'm not trying to make this awkward! But okay. whatever." I hoisted my backpack on my shoulders and made my way to him. I could feel my heart thumping, my face growing redder with every step. I sat down by him, not too close, but not too far away.

"hi." He muttered.

"hi." I whispered back.

"want an earbud..?" He asked, obviously timid.

"sure." I took the earbud from his grasp and lifted it to my ear. And before I knew it, the bell rung.

Working on the 2nd one soon

#Spotify #schlatt

jschlanket

Jul 16

You like that, toots? 🖤🪾

Mdni dom schlatt x Fem Reader

rough x exhibitionism smut

🎩♣️👞

It was the evening of a mid summers day, the dimming sun still high and beating on your back. You wore a black corset paired with a pleated mini skirt, black fishnets, and expensive YSL heels your boyfriend bought for you. Schlatt, your partner, walked beside you, his intimidating frame dwarfing yours. He was carrying your purse for you, since you asked him to. His calloused fingers were intertwined with yours. Walking to the arm museum wasn't as horrible as you thought it would be, being miles away. And hey, you volunteered. Schlatt wanted to take an Uber, anyway.

"babe, I gotta sit down. My heels are aching in these stilettos." You complained. He looked down at you with a sympathetic look twinkling in his eyes.

"yeah, okay, love. There's a park bench there, yeah?" He smiled. You smiled back up. Steering you towards the bench, his hand left yours and both came to rest upon your shoulders. Fucking hell, it felt better than it should, being just his resting hands. But nevertheless, his touch felt nice anywhere. You sat on the wood bench, your back arching out slightly.

"you look good today, toots." He smirked over at you. Your face flushed but decided you'd better play along.

"mm, thanks, darling." You said, your voice dropping to a sultry tone. Your hand slipped to his thigh. He growled slightly under his breath.

"babe. Not here. Well.." he considered. His eyes got lost momentarily before meeting yours again.

"one more wood and I'm dragging you behind these trees and fucking you until you can't breathe." You could feel his warm breath behind your ear. You shivered.

"please do." You whined in response. He lifted your small frame bridal style and carried you off to the forest. The woods weren't too thick, but they were thick enough. He pushed you against a tree, his frame towering over yours.

"you teased me too much." He snarled in your ear, placing sloppy kisses down your neck. You whined and arched into him

"please.." you whimpered.

"please what, sugar? Use your words." His eyes bore into yours. You were already wetter than water.

"please..fuck me." You begged needily. He turned you around and pinned your back against the tree.

"arch for me, love." His large hand came to rest on your lower back, causing your spine to dip. He was already undoing his belt. His cock sprung free, thick and hard. He growled in your ear, lifted your dress and tearing a hole in your fishnets. He took a few seconds to admire your silky pink folds before roughly pushing himself in. You moaned, your back arching even more. He didn't give you time to adjust before setting a rhythm that had you squirming beneath him.

"you like that, toots? Yeah, I know you do, you dirty slut." He growled in your ear. You whined and moaned and pushed back, trying to get more friction. You were helplessly close already.

"please..I'm gonna.." you whined loudly. Before you could finish your sentence, the white hot pleasure of an orgasm shot down your spine, pushing an involuntarily loud moan out. He released his ropes of cum into you as soon as he felt the pulse of your velvet walls. He kissed your neck, helping you clean up with some creek water nearby.

"well..art museum?"

#schlatt smut

jschlanket

Jul 16

Lovingly Devoted 🤍

Milkman ted nivison x Fem Reader mdni fluff/slight kissing

🤍🐻‍❄️🤍 (ty for the idea that one ant pfp person)

It was a late morning in the small town you lived in. You, dressed in a casual morning gown, sat outside, waiting for the milkman. He was running late. Again. You tapped your sock clad foot against the wood of your porch, getting impatient. Your coffee was surely getting cold in the pot. You were just about to go in when the sound of a bulky metal truck rolled up. An exhausted ted nivison stepped out of the blinding white truck.

"Sorry, doll. I woke up a bit late." He scratched the back of his neck intently. "Here, milk's on the house." He offered the crate of milk with two outstretched hands. You took it, feeling the heat creep up behind your neck like it always did when he was around.

"thanks. Hey, you should come for dinner later. I don't have anybody else to cook for except me and my cats." You smiled gently. He reciprocated. His eyes were impossibly soft, something you'd never expect to see on a man's face which was that of teds.

"I'd like that. What time should I come?" His face was etched into the absolute epitome of sweetness. He was visibly melting with every word you said.

"around six. Don't get all dressed up either, it's just a plain dinner." You quipped. The man was practically a puddle on the floor by now.

"yes ma'am." He smiled. "See you then!" He beamed. He was definitely soaring. You smiled. This would be fun.

6 P.M.

You were standing over the stove, stirring your pot of chicken and dumplings. The condensation lingered in the room, making it feel slightly hot and sticky. The doorbell rang. Must be Ted! You walked to it and opened it. The man, who wore the milkman outfit before, was now wearing a plain white tee and some Levi's jeans. He looked sexier than ever. His eyes traced your figure, which was now clad in a silky red dress.

"Hello, Ted. Come in." You opened the door fully to allow the man to come in. His tall figure dwarfed almost all the furniture in your home. He smiled down at you. Oh you poor, poor, short soul.

"hi, doll." He crooned. The pet names would always get you. You visibly blushed, not the first time. He sat on your couch.

"I have a few minutes before I have to check the chicken and dumplings." You said while sitting down beside him, a little too close. But Ted didn't mind. His hand found its way to your thigh, landing there and squeezing every so often. You leaned into him, your head now resting on his shoulder. He smelt like sugar and expense.

"Ted?" You questioned, your voice low. He tilted his head to look at you slightly.

"mm?" He hummed. God, he was sexy.

"can we..?" You pulled from his shoulder a few inches and met his eyes before letting your gaze trail to his lips and back up. His face flushed a second before just softly grabbing your chin and pulling you in for a kiss. He licked the inside of your mouth with intensity, as you did the same to him. You both pulled away after a few seconds, a string of shared salvia connecting you two before snapping. You climbed onto his lap and cuddled into his chest. His hands hovered for a half second before coming to lay on your hips.

"I love you, Ted." You mumbled into his chest with undying meaning.

"I love you too, sweetheart." He kissed the top of your head. The chicken and dumplings were now simmering, forgotten as the two of you cuddled all your worries away.

#ted nivison #ted nivision x reader #Spotify

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fumeshroom

Jul 16