Hello!! Welcome to kiddiesmores nation, I’m myles/mike!! I don’t care which one you call me, usually people call me myles but mike is fun too!
I’m 21 and I use they/them pronouns!
Requests are always open, and I do accept nsfw requests as well! I have a tendency to accidentally fall off the face of the earth but i’m always on here regardless, and I’ll always try and write as quick as I can, just be patient with me!
Most of my fics are written in the context that the reader is black, but I try to keep it to the point where anyone can relate. But any specific hair texture, skin tones being mentioned will most likely be brown because i’m black myself! If you hate that, don’t know what to tell you!
Minors DNI 🌝 Please, spare me the trouble.
I write for Jschlatt, Ted Nivison, and maybe in the future Charlie, still learning more about him!
Any type of hate or disrespectful language towards me and anyone else is not tolerated and I DO argue back, so please don’t pmo.
also i do not write fetish content (pee, scat) or anything about abuse (domestic violence, sexual assault, etc) so please do not ask me to.
Love you guys! So excited to go on this journey with yall.
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Feminine terms, brief smut, (kissing and cunnilingus) mentions of grief (sick mother)
𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 4.3k (sorry, it should be longer but i’m evil)
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐞: hey….do yall remember me? i saw schlatt on saturday and was finally inspired to keep going, but yall know me, this could be it for the next year but ill try my best to be more frequent, dont hold me to that. also, reader from the way ive written is black if yall didnt know! enjoy!
dividers by @cafekitsune and all pictures from pinterest!
The day seemed to pass slower than usual. Schlatt couldn’t help but check the clock every five minutes, counting down the time until he could leave just to be back at your apartment for your date later that night. He was lost in his own head, smiling while thinking about you running around and picking a cute outfit and tripping over your cat's toys.
During a slow hour he’d check his phone, waiting to see if you’ve woken up yet, only to sigh in disappointment when he does see your name in the list of texts he has silenced.
It wasn’t until he was back in the office, looking over excel sheets of the inventory that he saw his phone light up.
Greeted with a picture of you, sleepy, with your cat tucked under you.
He smiled a bit, hearting the image before replying.
‘Two pretty ladies, how’d you sleep?’
The 3 dots popped up instantly, making him chuckle.
‘i slept okay, woke up because this diva was yelling in my face.’
He awes at that, typing back a response.
‘Cuz you’re starving her’
You laughed at that message, sending back a stream of sad and angry emojis, making him laugh as well.
‘nuh uh, she’s a bitch.’
‘Why would you say that about her.’
‘u don’t know her like I do.’
‘I will soon enough’
‘good, then you’ll see i’m not lying 🤬🤬🤬🤬’
Schlatt shook his head with a low chuckle, disliking your message before typing out,
‘Need to be against you soon, you were so warm this morning I almost went right back to bed.’
A pretty bold statement, one would say, which made him anxious that you weren’t replying fast enough.
The three dots popping up and disappearing and popping up and disappearing again.
He’s about to turn off his phone until he sees your message again,
‘yea it feels lonely without you next to me, we should have another sleepover soon’
Schlatt groaned at that, running a hand through his hair as he replied,
‘Maybe after dinner tonight’
‘fire 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 i’m gonna buy out the whole restaurant’
‘With what money?’
‘yours. the fuck.’
His eyes roll, ‘Just be ready when I get there 😒’
‘Okay 😛😛😛’
You screamed into your pillow, tossing your phone, Brooke laying next to you snacking on Cheez-Itz.
“I told you being bold wasn’t gonna kill you.”
“I feel like a whore”
“You are.”
“Oh my gosh??”
You shove her face with a huff, sitting up and swinging your legs off the side of your bed, yelping as she slaps your back in retaliation.
“You’re laying in the spot where he ate me out.”
“Eugh.” She mutters, getting up and sitting on the floor instead. “Im gonna kill myself later because of that.”
The day dragged on, 8 o’clock was still 5 hours away and you had no clue what to do to pass the time.
Schlatt became busy at work again, sending you a picture of all the tickets in the window so you couldn’t bother him. Brooke left for work, your cat was asleep, it felt like the universe was punishing you!
By 4 you decided to just start getting ready, blasting music in your bathroom as you sat on a chair you dragged in from the kitchen. By then your cat had woken up and decided to keep you company, hopping onto the counter and staring as you primed your face, eventually crawling into your lap for moral support.
Then it hit you.
You’re going on a date with your boss.
Even with Brooke and Charlie’s reassurance you were still stressed about it not going well, as if Schlatt didn’t eat you out the night before or spend the night.
A shaken sigh escaped your lips as you tried to focus, shaking your head and blending out your concealer as the music continued to play.
The music was no help either it seemed, making you grunt as you leaned over to grab your phone off the counter.
“Love you Ethel but I don’t wanna hear about you being pimped out right now.” You murmur, switching to a podcast instead, seeing a new episode was uploaded.
You spent about an hour listening music before you got his text,
‘Got Charlie to close the morning for me, coming now’
Oh fuck.
He sent that 5 minutes ago. The store is 10 minutes away.
FUCK
Doorbell.
Did he fucking speed here? How the fuck is he here so quick, your concealer wasn’t even blended in yet!
You side stepped as you opened the door, turning your head so he couldn’t see you.
“Hey.” “Hi.”
…
“Can I come in?” He chuckles as he speaks, trying to peep around the edge of the door to get a good look at you.
“Yes but let me go back to my bathroom first- DONT look at me.”
“Okay??” He laughs again, watching you take off in a sprint and slamming your bathroom door.
He shakes his head with a smile, walking towards your bedroom, sitting on the edge of your bed.
“Pspspsp here kitty”
mrow
“Hi baby- ohhh”
He groaned, picking up Missy, cradling her in his arms. “You’re fat.” he cooed “Chunky girl..”
“Don’t say that to her!” You scolded, arms crossed with your clutch in hand.
His head whips up, “Sorry sorry..” he recoiled, hands up in defense. God you looked gorgeous.
“Thank you..” You murmured, making him chuckle.
“You’re welcome…” He nods, not realizing he had said the second half aloud. He stood up, setting Missy in her cat tree to which she protested loudly, swatting at him to come back.
But he needed his hands on you, resting his big hands on your hips, pulling you closer.
“Ready to get outta here?” His voice was low, hands feeling the dip in your waist, his fingers barely lifting the hem of your shirt to feel your skin. You nod, heart pounding as you looked up at him and whispered a “Yes”
He groaned, his face in your neck as he whined about how he might throw up from anxiety, making you laugh loudly.
“Your face was between my legs last night but you can’t take me to dinner?”
“That’s different!” “Oh okay”
You got control of the music on the ride over after complaining about his old man taste, rolling your eyes when he said he was an ‘old soul’.
“We are only 3 years apart.”
“Coulda fooled my ass”
The two of you shared a laugh before falling back into a comfortable silence, your eyes staring out the window watching the people pass.
“Alright we’re gonna park here and walk a little bit, it’s just the diner up there.” He points.
You side eye each other the minute ‘diner’ left his lips.
…
“DONT even start.” He puts his hand up in defense.
“A diner” you mock, rolling your eyes playfully as you gather your things
“It’s actually a nice spot, me and my mom would come here when I was little.”
He grunts out matter of factly, opening his door and heading over to your side. His Mom? You hadn’t spoken much about his mother but you knew a brief amount from your coworkers. You knew she was sick and that she used to run Chops alongside Schlatt and his father but that’s the extent of it. You didn’t know if you should press him on the subject or to let it come out on his own time but-
“Helllooooo, can anyone hear me in there?”
Schlatt asked, tapping your forehead, getting your attention. “Oh I’m so sorry! I was thinking!”
You apologize, taking his hand to step out while he chuckles hard enough that his shoulders shake.
“I didn’t know you could do that”
“That was uncalled for.”
Your arms link on the walk to the diner, a bell chiming as you step inside and a sweet older woman greeting you both, inviting y'all to sit wherever you’d like.
Schlatt and the older woman shared a warm look that you didn’t notice as he guided you to a corner booth near the juke box.
“This isn’t helping my case I know but like I said I’ve been coming here since I was a tyke and their pancakes are really good.”
“Since I wassuh tyke” you mocked his accent
“We gonna keep doing this all night or you gonna run this to the ground”
“That one”
He sighed and dropped his head while you laughed, thanking the older woman as she brought you both a cup of water, pulling her server book out of her apron.
“I knew I recognized you, how are you sweetheart?” She teased, stepping back as Schlatt stood up and gave her a hug. “And what is going on with this?”
Her finger circled the air near his mutton chops, his brows furrowing as he touched his cheek. “What? Not rockin with the chops Miss Mae?” “It’s something that’s for sure..”
You all shared a laugh, Schlatt’s arm wrapping around the older woman’s shoulders. “Mae’s been my server ever since I was young, watched me grow up.” He explained. You nodded, “So nice to meet you miss Mae”
Mae took your hand and squeezed it, “Just Mae is fine beautiful! I’m already old, don’t gotta remind me.”
You all laughed again, Schlatt sitting back down to order, suggesting the french toast for you both to share to which Mae had already rang in when he sat down, walking off to get you both a drink.
Your eyes quickly panned around the restaurant, taking in the scenery. Multiple polaroids on various different colored pin boards, drawings obviously done by children, teal colored stools and booths and pink and white tile with hints of glitter, an actual juke box and not the ones you could tap to pay to play current hits like the ones in applebees or the shitty dive bar you and your friends frequent for karaoke.
It wasn’t until you went to talk to Schlatt again did you notice the pin board right next to your booth. You gasp, pointing, “No way is that-“
“Yeah that’s me, don’t make fun” He mutters as you stare at the picture of him eating a big pancake, cheesing hard as his mother wiped his cheek of the syrup he had all over him.
You couldn’t help but coo, poking out your bottom lip and looking at him.
“Why would I make fun? You look so cute!”
He rolls his eyes, thanking Mae as she drops off the food, cutting it up while you’re distracted.
“Yea well, I ended up getting sick from eating too much after, don’t tell Mae.”
You zipped your lips, looking back at him and seeing what he had done, thanking him softly before taking a bite, your eyes rolling at how good they were. “Jesus, this is good. Can’t tell if it’s just that good or if it’s cause’ I haven’t eaten all day.”
His brows furrow,
“All day? It’s 7 o’clock.” His expression gruff while his jaw shifts as he chews.
You shrug it off, leaning over to wipe his face, “I’ve had some snacks but, I knew we were eating tonight and wanted to save room.”
“Too much fuckin room, you’re not even gonna eat all of it, that’s not how it works dumb ass.” he points his fork at you in a mockingly threatening way
“What’s your beef? I’m like halfway done!” You argue, throwing your straw wrapper you had balled up at him making him cower and throw it back.
“Yeah whatever, needa start eatin more than once a day, ain’t good for ya.”
He continues, sipping his drink. “Shrinks your stomach or somethin, I dunno.”
You sigh, “Whatever you say mayo clinic.”
“M’serious! Just call me, I'll make you somethin.”
A teasing smile paints your lips, staring into his eyes with the fork pointed at him, “Yea? Like what?”
He smiles back with a shrug, “Whatever you want.”
You laugh, dropping the fork onto the now clear plate, “Planning a second date on the first one?”
“Was I? I thought I was just trying to make sure you don’t fall over and die.” “Right, isn’t that what I said?”
He shakes his head with a grin, grabbing his napkin to wipe his hands as he looks at you.
“Yeah sure, whatever you say.”
He smiled, watching you as you give him a teasing shrug, staring off into the distance as if you had no care in the world.
His head shook at your attitude, keeping his eye contact whenever you’d briefly looked at him, knowing it made you nervous the longer he didn’t speak.
“What!” You whine, dropping your hands in defeat.
“Nothing!” He chuckled, his hand stroking his chops.
“Just thinking.”
Your eyebrow raises, “About what?”
Schlatt signals for you to lean in closer, whispering in your ear as he laced your fingers together.
“How good you tasted..”
Your breath hitched, shoving him with a huff as you looked away embarrassed while he cackled and tugged at your hand.
“Don’t say that!
“What? Not what you wanted to hear?”
“Not with a picture of baby you and I'm assuming your mom is looking at me..”
“Maybe you’re right, sorry ma” He apologized to the photo, stroking the picture next to you with fond eyes.
But it was your bashfulness that made him chuckle, kissing your knuckles and rubbing over them with his thumb. “M’just sayin though,”
His voice is lower, now hyper focused on your hand in his,
“I really enjoyed it- enjoyed being with you last night I mean..”
He sighs,
“I like you, and I wanna keep taking you out and getting to know you. If you want that, that is.”
A soft smile graces your lips as you whisper,, “I do want that.” finger tracing over the back of his hand.
A noise leaves his throat as you both sit in a comfortable silence, feeling a tingle run up his arm while your finger traces his hand.
“I’m comin over there.” He mutters, standing up to sit on your side of the booth, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, craving the feel of you.
“You’re really warm” You mumble as your head rests on his shoulder.
He grunts, squeezing your arm a bit
“Yeah I run hot, dunno why I keep wearing these fuckin long sleeves.” He mumbled, taking another sip of water while you watched his every move.
You let out a small giggle, eyes drawn to his now wet lips.
“Well it’s comforting.”
He meets your stare, catching you staring at his lips, causing the corner of them to curl up in a sly grin.
“What’s that look for?”
“Nothin..”
He snickers as he shakes his head, “Cmere”
His palm cups the back of your head, turning his own slightly to press his lips to yours.
It was slow and sweet, hearing the quiet smacks from your lips in your ears as you kiss, a content hum escaping as you pull away.
“That all you needed?” his voice was low
You tap your chin, pretending to think.
“One more?” You tease, pulling him back in for more to which he chuckled and folded immediately.
After a few more kisses, he pulled apart with reddening cheeks, suddenly self aware of the public setting
Mae strolled back over, pretending she didn’t witness the makeout sess while placing the ticket on the table with a hand on her hip.
You nudge schlatt to stand so you could go to the bathroom and once you’re out of sight, Mae turns to him
“She’s pretty,, I’ve never seen you bring others so I really have no one to compare her to.”
Schlatt rolls his eyes, sitting back down
“I like her too. Maybe you’ll see her more often.”
Mae looks towards the bathroom with a soft smile,
“I hope so, your mama woulda loved her.”
Schlatt smile falters slightly, staring down at his cup and stirring the straw around absentmindedly, his voice softer as he thinks about his mother.
“Yeah she would’ve.” He clears his throat, shaking his head with a half hearted chuckle
“How is she?” Mae asked quietly, rubbing his shoulder.
Schlatt cleared his throat, “From what dad says it’s hard for her to stay awake most days. Skinnier.”
He shakes his head as his voice cracks, Mae putting up a finger signaling him to stop as he starts to get upset.
“Hey, It’s okay, don’t talk about anything you can’t handle.” She looks around, nodding towards the bathroom. “Does she know?”
He sniffs, “Haven’t gotten that far yet.” He wipes his face quickly as he sees you walking from the bathroom, “But we’ll get there,” he nods, “Hopefully.”
Back at your apartment, Schlatt held you close under your covers, his large palm rubbing your back soothingly as your legs tangled together, your lips pressing soft kisses against his neck as he laid with his eyes shut.
You were completely naked beside him, exactly where you wanted to be while he buried his nose in the crown of your head.
“My turn..” He mutters, sliding down to press kisses into the right side of your neck.
“Two days in a row, I don’t even know who I am anymore..” You joke. He smacks his teeth, pinching your side making you yelp.
“M’just that good huh?” he spoke into your neck
“After that? Fuck no, get out of my bed actually.”
He laughs, whining and pulling you into another kiss. His eyes close, letting out a deep sigh as he pulls apart, squeezing you tight.
It’s quiet for a bit, you press your ear on his chest listening to his heart pump faster.
It was honestly concerning, his heart beat so loud you could hear it even when you pulled away from him to sit up.
“Are you having a heart attack?”
He shakes his head quickly, eyes slightly widening before narrowing at you.
“It’ll calm down soon enough.” He murmurs, looking away as his face reddens.
You sit up on his chest with a coy, “Oh? What’s this?”
You touch his chest, “Fast heart beat.” Then his forehead, “Warm head, can’t hold eye contact-“
You gasp dramatically.
“You want me sooo bad.”
“Now you’re the mayo clinic.”
He grumbles, still not looking at you as you tease him, a groan of agony escaping him.
“Aww, you like me near you? That’s so cute.”
“What the fuck ever, get offa me! Put some damn clothes on, I want ice cream”
He grumbles, side eyeing you as you slipped on your underwear and a shirt. “So demanding. You’re getting too comfortable.”
He tsks, “Damn right I am, don’t know what I was doing before sleeping in this bed.”
“Probably suffering”
“You need your ass whooped.” He gripes, smacking it as you walk down the hall causing you to whine.
“Owwwuuh!”
“You’re so dramatic.”
He grabbed two bowls out the dishwasher while you pulled out the gallon of buttered pecan ice cream out the freezer.
“BUTTERED PECAN?? But I’m old.”
“That has to be a microaggression."
He grunts as he playfully pushes you, cackling when you dramatically fall to the floor in protest.
You lay there lifeless as he scoops out a hefty amount, deciding to forgo the other bowl when he realizes how much he put into the first one, throwing two spoons in.
He looks down at you on the ground,
“Are we eating in bed or in the living room?”
“Leave me here to die, you hate me”
“Oh my godddd” He griped, grabbing your leg with one hand and hauling you down the hall, stifling a chuckle when you bump your head on the raised floorboard.
“Oh watch your head”
“Fuck you!” “You’re in recovery right now or else I would”
You whine and rub your head as you stand up, getting in bed with a pout, yanking a spoon out the bowl as you start to dig into the ice cream, trying to keep the scowl on your face as you shove him only to laugh whenever he flops on his side.
The two of you took turns giving each other bites until you eventually spoke up,
“Can I ask you something that might make you uncomfortable?”
His eyebrow raises, nodding as he set the bowl on the bedside table, “Go ahead”
You took his cold hands into yours, holding them in your lap. “Your mom got brought up a couple times today and from what I've briefly heard-“
“What’ve you heard.”
You look up at him, blinking at his forlorn eyes, making you wanna cradle him.
“That she was sick…and that she used to work at Chops..that’s all I know.”
He grunts, sighing and looking away for a second or two with closed eyes before exhaling.
“She wanted that restaurant her whole life,” he starts, his eyes stuck on your lap unable to find your eyes as he explains.
“Ever since I was little my mom loved to cook. She would take me to all these different restaurants to try new foods and she’d try to replicate them at home for dinner. My grandma also had a bunch of recipes in this old box my mom would let me pick through for dinner every day. One day when I was in high school she and I went to Mae’s after I’d gotten home and she told me that her and my dad had found a spot to finally open a restaurant.”
He clears his throat, looking up to see if you were still listening, which you were, paying full attention as you nodded for him to continue. He gives you a sad grin, “It was slow at first yknow, the menu was experimental, never the same if you came in a week later until she found her groove. Named it ‘Chops’ cause’ it was what I called pork chops as a kid. ‘Ma I want the chops tonight’ or some bullshit.”
“Oh you weren’t born with those? That’s not what the logo suggests”
You both laughed, letting him pull you closer. “It was smooth sailing afterwards, I started as a busser, she was a cook and a manager along with my dad. N’then outta nowhere she just-“
Schlatt looked off into the dark corner of your room as his voice trailed off, making you cup his cheek, a small gesture that whispered for him to come back to you.
His head shook, “She just passed out. Thought it was from the heat from the kitchen until she barely started getting outta bed. She was sick but doctors didn’t know what, still don’t.”
His eyes noticed your concerned gaze, “Don’t worry…she ain’t dead or anything she’s just not herself anymore.”
He didn’t realize tears were coming out his eyes until you wiped them away, making his eyes squint shut.
“Stop that,” You whisper, cupping his face, “You can cry m’just cleaning you up..”
He shook his head again, “No, no it’s fine. That’s basically it. Basic sob story that I haven’t fully processed.”
“Any normal person with the concept of human emotions wouldn’t be ‘over’ this.”. You cut in, eyes looking over his solemn features.
“…thank you for telling me” you whisper, sitting up in his arms, wrapping yours around his neck while he holds onto your hips.
“Thank you for listening” He murmurs, kissing your lips briefly before holding onto you tighter.
Your noses bump together a bit as you lean back in for more, the kiss slow and intimate as he slowly leaned you down onto the mattress, hovering above you.
His lips left yours to travel down to the left side of your neck now, his hands under your shirt feeling your plump midriff.
“You feel so good..” He hums, voice rough as he nips your skin, a soft noise coming out your mouth as made himself comfortable between your legs.
He looks up at you through his lashes as he pushes your shirt up further.
“You watched me cry, do you feel bad enough for me to let me eat you out until I feel better?” He asks with a wicked grin
Your hand covers your mouth as you let out a loud laugh, "You're terrible! And! I would've let you even if you didn’t cry, but yes, if it’ll make you feel better go ahead.”
“There really is a God out there.” He groaned, licking the soft cotton material of your underwear that kept you hidden from him, the tip of his tongue teasing you through the material.
A weak noise left your mouth, “Don’t tease me, I'm doing you a favor..” you whimper.
“You’re right, m’sorry baby..”
He pulled your panties to the side, laying his tongue flat against the soft wet flesh making your hips jerk, only for him to hold them back down so you couldn’t run.
“Stay still for me as much as you can okay?” He murmured as he kissed your slick folds, rubbing your outer thigh as he rests his cheek against your inner thigh, looking up at you, admiring your slightly agape lips and the way your tits went to the side as you laid on your back.
In another life he was born with 4 arms and as many mouths he could sprout just to lick and touch you everywhere at once, he thought, licking another stripe up your pussy.
“M’really sad…” he starts, teasing your clit with his thumb, “and Imma need as muuuch help that you can give me.”
His eyes are stuck on your face, watching it scrunch as he pressed down harder.
“Let me stay the night, hm? Might be down here for a while.”
A whine escapes you again as you nod,
“You’re perfect,” He whispers against your heat, "Squeeze me tight, just like I told you”
He murmured, making his way between your legs again while all you could do was pray that Brooke didn’t come home tonight.
if you ever see me getting manipulated by a dark haired masc who's taller than me, wears glasses, and has an attitude, do NOT intervene. i'm exactly where i want to be
warnings/tags: female reader, no use of "y/n", the sims 4 "woohoo", pillow underneath reader, graphic descriptions of sex, "i love you's" are said, i can't think of anything else but let me know if anything should be added!
brief summary: you're playing the sims while listening to music when ted comes home and watches your gameplay until he rests a hand on your shoulder.
A/N: sooo this is my second smut/x-reader and i don't know how great this is, but i hope you guys enjoy it! this was inspired by a post i found on pinterest that i'll put below this. any tips/constructive criticism are greatly appreciated! also, this is a sorta song fic of "king of my heart" by taylor swift :3
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“And you move to me like I’m a Motown beat”
In the bedroom, soft lighting and whirring of the PC, you're sitting at your desk and playing the Sims 4, listening to music through your headset. It’s been about six hours straight of you playing the Sims, the time spent creating your sims and building their house. You’ve finally reached the actual gameplay part of the game and your motivation to play starts to wane. After about ten minutes of doing the starting gameplay things, you decide to be funny- you make them woohoo. Watching them climb into the bed and under the blanket, the hearts start to appear as the sims giggle. That’s when you feel a hand on your shoulder, causing you to turn around quickly and pull off your headphones simultaneously. Your fear immediately disappears once you see who’s standing behind you.
It’s Ted.
“Whatcha doing there, hmm?” He mutters amusingly.
You roll your eyes at him, “Playing the Sims”
“Well, I can see that, but what are they doing?” He grins and is clearly wanting to laugh, but doesn’t.
You stiffen and your eyes widen when you realize what your sims were doing. “Leave me alone!” Your hands reach to cover the screen.
His composure finally breaks, his laughter filling the room.
“How long were you standing there?” You question as you close out of the game quickly.
He takes a moment to collect himself, slowing his laughter, “Long enough to know that you made us in the Sims and made us fuck” His laughter growing again.
You groan as you cover your face with your hands, your face bright red, “I’m so embarrassed”
He speaks through his laughs, “Hey, hey, I think it’s cute” He kneels in front of you and pulls your hands away from your face.
As he pulls your hands away, you just frown at him not saying anything. He holds your hands in his, pulling one up to meet his lips as he kisses the back of your hand. He looks back up at you, meeting your gaze, “Want to know what I’m thinking?”
You tilt your head slightly at him, “What are you thinking?”
He stands up, still holding your hands in his and pulling you up from your desk chair. “Well, since you obviously are thinking about it…” He pulls you over to the edge of the bed.
You feel your face burn even hotter than before, “I…”
“No pressure at all, but if you want to…” He continues when you don’t continue your thought.
You sigh to yourself before pulling your hands from his and climbing onto the bed, turning to face him and smile softly. He smiles back and giggles softly as he pulls his shirt off before climbing onto the bed. As he moves to hover you, your lips meet in a soft, loving kiss and you lie back on the bed. His knee slides in between your legs, resting it against your core.
"and we rule the kingdom inside my room"
The kiss quickly becomes more desperate, your hands tangled in his hair and his hands wandering around your body. Without breaking the kiss, you slowly sit up and he sits up, following your movement. After a few moments, you both slightly pull away from the kiss, breathing heavily, and you pull your shirt off before pulling him into another kiss.
Through the kiss, your desperate breaths fill each other’s mouths. Ted reaches around to unhook your bra, still keeping a hand on your thigh. Without pulling away, you slip your bra off and toss it away before he pushes you until you’re flat against the bed. Using one hand to hold himself above you, his other hand travels to your chest, softly brushing his thumb across your nipple.
Desperation fills your veins, as you continue to kiss Ted hungerly, your body starts to rock against his knee that’s pressing against you. A smile forms on his lips, pausing the kiss. He moves his hand from your breast, sliding down your stomach, and slipping under your waistband of your leggings and underwear.
“Holy shit, you’re this wet from just kissing?” He speaks deeply and quietly.
You roll your eyes at him and just as you’re about to say something, his fingers start to dance around your core, making your back arch slightly. “Oh, Ted-” His eyes flicker with delight at your reaction to him. He leans down again into a kiss, still working his fingers over your clit. With one hand gripping his shoulder, your other hand slides down his body, until your hand gets to his bulge and you rub his cock through his jeans. He pulls back slightly and groans at your touch before he places a kiss on your forehead and removes his hand from your pussy. He slinks off the bed quickly, standing at the foot of the bed as he unbuckles his belt. You crawl to the end of the bed and start to unbutton and unzip his jeans. You tug on his jeans, pulling them down with his boxers. His cock flicks forward and snaps back against his body once it’s freed. You can’t help it, staring at it for a moment too long. Though it’s not the first time, you still haven’t gotten used to seeing the size of it.
"and all at once, you're all i want"
Ted chuckles softly as you stare, causing your gaze to break and look up to meet his eyes. Suddenly, his hands wrap around your shoulders and he moves you to lie back. Once your head rests against the bed, his hands move to your waistband and slides your leggings and underwear off, his movements smooth and quick. After tossing your bottoms to the side, he moves around the bed and grabs a pillow, moving in front of you again before lifting your lower half and sliding the pillow under the arch of your back. As he lowers you, he moves in between your legs, pressing himself against your core.
“Do you still want to?” His hand tucking your hair behind your ear with a gentle voice.
Your head moves towards his hand at his touch, “Yes, do you?”
"the taste of your lips is my idea of luxury"
“Absolutely” He leans down, his lips meeting yours. Using one hand to keep himself from crushing you, his other hand grabs his cock and moves it along your slick folds before slowly pushing into your entrance. As he pushes into you, the pressure and burning sensation forces a wince out of you. You tightly close your eyes and grip the blanket underneath you.
“Hey, are you okay?” He brushes his thumb across your cheek softly and stops pushing into you further.
“Mhm, I’m okay, I promise” You whisper softly. Ted nods, leaning down to kiss your nose before pushing into you further. Once he’s fully inside, he waits a moment for your body to get used to him before slowly thrusting in and out.
“Fuck, Ted-” Your utter breathlessly, his cock stretching you out. He smiles at you softly as he starts to quicken his pace slightly. He leans down and starts sucking your nipples gently, keeping his pace steady. Your hands travel, one to hold his hair at the back of his head and the other down to your clit. Your fingers move in synchronicity with his thrusts, while his tongue wanders your tits.
“Mhh, you feel so fucking good” His breath hot against your chest. He straightens and grabs your waist before increasing his pace rapidly. The grip of his hands on your hips holds you still while his thrusts deepen further. You start to feel the building pressure in your stomach, pleasure rushing through your body. The sounds of your bodies slapping against each other and breathless moans fill the room.
One of Ted’s hands meets yours, pushing it away and continuing to rub your clit. Having the sensation come from his fingers instead of your own furthers the imminent orgasm building. Your hands grip the blanket beneath you again, your head tilting back as you moan loudly.
"king of my heart, body and soul"
“Shshsh” Ted utters through soft giggles. Your legs start to close, but he moves his hand from your waist to hold your thigh down. Feeling your walls tighten around his length tells him you’re almost there. He leans down and whispers into your ear, “You’re close, let yourself go”
Your eyes roll and goosebumps form across you. The burning sensation rushes through your veins as the wave crashes over in your stomach. Pulling on the blanket tightly and your body starting to vibrate, Ted continues his thrusts and keeps his fingers dancing on your clit.
“Oh fuck, I’m so close”. His words shake through his breathlessness. Once you hit your climax, your pleasure erupts from your mouth in moans and screams. Your walls spasm and clench, the pressure pushing Ted over the edge. His thrusts slow, but continues through both of your orgasms. Loud groans and sighs come from him as he releases his warmth into you.
The breathless sighs echo through the room and Ted’s movement comes to a stop. He meets your gaze and you smile lovingly at him as he leans down to kiss you gently, your hands reaching up to hold his face. “You’re fucking amazing, you know that?”
His face is only centimeters from yours, his hot breath against your lips. “Oh, stop it” You giggle quietly, his lips meeting yours again for a moment before pulling away completely. He slowly slides his length out, a feeling of emptiness in you in his absence. He moves to lie beside you, wrapping his arms around you as you move into him, resting your head on his chest.
Ted’s heart pounds against your ear, slowly becoming less rapid. His fingers run through your hair, softly scratching your scalp. After a few minutes of sitting in comfortable silence like that, Ted places a kiss to the top of your head, “I love you”
His voice rattles through his chest, coming out extra deep and raspy. You move slightly and tilt your head to look up at him, “I love you too, Ted”
"and all at once, you are the one"
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a/n: hi!!!! my awesome amazing mutual @frostedsugarcookiehearts has nominated me to share the love and pull up some of my favourite chuckle sandwich fics/writers, so here we are !! sharing the love rn *rubs hands together evilly* and i’ll def be adding more to this over time!!
i don’t really know who to nominate because all of my close mutuals have already done it so erm PLEASE ANYONE WHO SEES THIS AND WANTS TO DO IT JOIN IN!!! you can say i basically nominated you
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ted
writers: @laambfuzz , @obsessivestar
cinematography adventure by @writingduhh
i love me a good fluff fic, and this is super cute !!!!
“what if it’s all a romcom?” by @obsessivestar
I’m actually obsessed this series is so so cute and i love it!! ted is really well written and the plot is gorgeous :)
first meetings by @laambfuzz
I LOOOOVE THIS ITS SO SO CUTE (scroll down for teds bit)
dilf next door by @laambfuzz
the plot. the idea, the writing, the everything. ALL IMMACULATE.
um. okay so this fic had me bawling my eyes out. teddy is an incredible writer especially fluff, but this angst was beautiful. jaw dropping crying sobbing actually beautifully written and i loved it so so much. im also def not biased bc teddy is awesome ok.
86 mahi-mahi! by @kiddiesmores
this series holds a special place in my heart. it’s the first series i showed my friend when she finally got into chuckle sandwich and UGH i love it so so much !!! <3
my heart is buried in st. lucia by @memento-rory
this series is so beautiful and incredible, and one of the first schlatt series i read when first getting into tumblr. i know everyone’s already recommending it, but it genuinely deserves all the praise ever.
temporary amnesia by @kiddiesmores
SMUT. giggles and kicks feet
hockey!gf headcanons by @michibap
makes me kick my feet and giggle every time. there’s a few more drabbles with hockey!gf and i love them all
lunch munch club by @laambfuzz
SMUT ONCE AGAIN. i love this series so much aagaaagggggh goes feral
charlie
writers: @slimeypaws , @frostedsugarcookiehearts … is it crazy for me to say these two r my only favs.. I LOVE YOU MOOTS
talk nerdy to me by @slimeypaws
RAHH RAHHH RAHHHH I LOVE IT. I LOVE IT.
you’re a part time lover and a full time friend! by @frostedsugarcookiehearts
can y’all tell i js love teddys writing? <3
jeremiah 17:9 by @frostedsugarcookiehearts
wowee. this is actually just the cutest ever.
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guys i don’t read that many charlie fics.. i love him so much but my only favs r my moots… GO READ THEIR FICS AHH
ted + schlatt
writers: @memento-rory , @michibap
meeting ted and schlatt at a halloween party by @rabbitsrams
this is SMUT do not click on it if you don’t like smut but i love this fic and the plot sm.
the three of you call it quits. by @memento-rory
crying heart shattering
cool for the summer by @michibap
holds this fic close to my heart and hugs it
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go send love to all these amazing people i love them all
if you want to be untagged please lmk im v sorry !
re-reading over 86 mahi mahi again and I miss that series so much. The buildup and the flow of everything was perfect. You did such a great job characterizing everybody and making everything come together with it. I started watching that one bistro huddy series on tiktok and it reminds me so much of 86 (I am going through withdrawals)
bistro huddy my goat 🔥🔥 i thank god that drew keeps posting because it only fuels me even more whenever i think about 86 schlatt.
i hope you won’t have to miss 86 mahi mahi for too much longer, i keep getting burnt out but i really want to get it out for you guys! life’s been so busy, but the more i work the more things i think about to include into the story so basically im just method writing fr
authors note: hi yall. ik it’s been a while, yes i’m evil and terrible IM SORRYYYYYY. ive finally gotten over not wanting to write anymore so hopefully this is the kiddiesmores comeback!! love u so much!! i swear the dry humping is coming btw. also i called this pocket ticket bc its just a short little drabble of things i cant stop thinking about, we will pick up on the main story soon!!
86 Schlatt who stays over at your apartment on the days he has to come in at 6am because you’re closer to the store (and because he gets to lay in your silk sheets).
86 Schlatt who kneels by your bedside in the early morning before work, your hand in his as he rubs your knuckles and shushes for you to go back to bed.
86 Schlatt who loves to sneak kisses out back where the cameras don’t see, whispering in your ear how soft and warm you still felt after being in bed just a few hours ago.
86 Schlatt who does your grocery shopping whenever he notices your fridge is getting too low and he can’t cook anything for you for dinner.
86 Schlatt who makes just the right amount for you and your roommate so you guys don’t have to eat out so much throughout the week.
86 Schlatt who loves to listen to you complain about all the terrible guests you’ve had that day while you blow whatever new vape flavor in his face out back, rubbing your knee as you sit on unopened boxes.
86 Schlatt who threatens to go on the floor and beat them up for you just to make you laugh.
“I can print their faces out and say ‘No Longer Welcome’ and slap it on the front door for ya.”
86 Schlatt who, whenever the kitchen doesn’t need him, is cozying behind you at the POS systems, leaning on you while you put food in and peppering a soft kiss on the side of your head.
