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How it feels to request a fic and the writer actually writes your request
LITTLE (online) MOMENTS // jschlatt x reader
part 2
wc: not sure, over 1k tho
synopsis: little moments from schlatt/yours streams, videos, etc. chat doesn’t know you guys are together
warnings: suggestive jokes/flirting, obvi he’s a lil mean but it’s only persona,
reader is written as female
a/n: wait idk how to feel about this one, lowkey most dialogue/clips are take from other streamers and made to fit them. enjoy!!!
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“Holy shit, there’s so many creepers” You heard Schlatts voice ring out through your headphones after a few moments of silence. You two had been recording a video for your channel on a minecraft server that you owned and was open to a few of your close friends.
“Don’t go near them.” You replied as you mined a few hay blocks in a desert village, minding your own business.
“No man you- you don’t understand.” He replied nervously as he walked closer towards you with you knowing.
Something about the way schlatt is just a lil pudgy to me is absolutely adorable. Love me a thick man ngl and I cant help but giggle at how cute he can be but also I feel he would Def use his height, length or arms/legs, and his weight against you to.. ya know.. pin..
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The way I think about this all the time!!!! I love big boys so so so much, yall have no idea. Enjoy :)
Jschlatt x reader, sfw + nsfw, afab reader, no use of (Y/n)
Wc : 1,056
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SFW :
⋆ Are you average or above average height? Schlatt is still taller than you. He likes to tease you ironically about your height, just to irritate you a little. He loves anyone shorter than him because it fuels his ego (let’s go shorties).
⋆ Boosts his ego even MORE when you joke about being able to fight him.
“...I just think I could take you in a fight,” you snickered, knowing exactly how to get on Schlatt’s nerves. “Nuh uh.” “Yeah huh.” “Nuh uh.” “Yeah huh.” Your back and forth goes on until Schlatt can’t stand your smug insistence. He’ll simply grumble under his breath while he gets out of his stupid Eames desk chair to swiftly pounce on you as you giggle. Large, steady hands grabbing you by the waist and hauling you up onto his shoulder or pinning you onto any nearby couch / bed / chair with a proud smirk on his face.
⋆ He’s not just tall, he’s BROAD. Something about a big, strong back always gets you going. You often find yourself running your hands along his shoulders and back whenever you two hug and cuddle. Feeling his sturdy frame and muscles always gives you butterflies.
⋆ Tummy, tummy tummy. A man who eats whatever his wife or momma cooks him with no complaints (surprisingly). You always thank whatever higher power out there for Family Mart famichiki in the quiet moments when you both are half asleep and he doesn’t mind you feeling up his stomach. Sometimes he’s insecure and hides it behind a self deprecating joke or two, but you’ve made it your mission to reassure and compliment him whenever it pops into your brain. You swear your heartbeat races every single time you get a peek at his soft stomach while he adjusts his shirt or takes off a hoodie. Your brain damn near shut off the first time you saw him take off his shirt for the first time, your cheeks bright red and your expression in a daze.
⋆ Schlatt acts tough on the outside, but you know he’s the biggest softie ever. He 100% gives the most gentle and sweet hugs, his long arms encircling your upper back and waist in an embrace that radiates pure comfort. Most of the time he has to bend down slightly for you both to hug, and it makes his heart melt to feel you hug back twice as tight. You’ve memorized how his relaxed smile looks and how his sigh of relaxation sounds whenever you smother him in the tightest hug you can manage. Schlatt isn’t huge on PDA, so it makes his hugs all the more special while you’re in private.
⋆ Speaking of, he's a huge cuddle bug in private. His favorite thing in the world is when you curl up on him like a cat and nap (he always compares you to Jambo and REDACTED). When you sit on his lap while he's at his desk, he'll automatically rub your back soothingly and kiss the top of your head every so often like it's his second nature. Schlatt loves how your head tucks so perfectly into his firm chest or shoulder, snuggling into his gentle embrace like you want to mold into him like clay. It also makes his little possessive streak flare up when he can hold you tightly and never let go even if you try to wiggle away.
⋆ 100% puts a few things on higher shelves so you call for his help every time. He loves to see your slow progression from climbing on the counter / dragging over a stool to ALWAYS calling him over to reach what you need. He absolutely eats up the little relieved smile you give him as he comes to your aid. Sometimes you’re just pissed and annoyed about it, but he enjoys the little frustrated looks you give him just as much lol.
NSFW :
⋆ This man folds your ass in half on the regular, he for sure uses his full weight when he puts you in a mating press. You can barely breathe with the air knocked out of your lungs, your pussy being slammed into loud enough that you’re sure the neighbors can hear, and the bed rocking against the wall. Being smothered with a big, moaning mess of a man is heaven on earth.
⋆ The size kink goes crazy. He can easily pin you down with no chance of escape no matter how much you squirm. Regularly likes to plow you from behind into the mattress, put you in a slight chokehold with his arm, and pin you there with his body weight until you cum on his dick over and over.
“P-please-!” You whine, arching your back off the bed as much as you could manage. Schlatt was laying on his side next to you, your arms above your head held by one of his hands. He trapped your legs under one of his own, his other hand rubbing teasing circles into your clit. “Please what, sweetheart? Use your words,” he nearly purred as he pressed a soft peck to your flushed cheek. You let out something mixed between a frustrated groan and pathetic whimper as you tried to buck your hips against his hand. “P-please stop teasing.” Your frustrated plea fell on deaf ears as he grinned and continued to refuse to stick his fingers inside or give you what you desperately wanted. He chose to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck and pepper kisses into your heated skin.
⋆ Big hands or a heavy arm pinning your hips down as he eats you out like a man starved. You try to roll your hips against him but he simply tightens his grip on you and groans into your pussy as you shake and moan your pretty head off.
⋆ Schlatt really is such a sweetheart in bed, always so careful with you and always asking if you’re alright because he cares about you so much! But every so often he loves to grab you by the hips / waist and rut into you like you’re nothing but a toy. His warm hands grasping all over and leaving little bruises on your skin as he lifts your plush hips off the mattress and slams into you with no rhythm (yum).
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aftercare
pairings : schlatt x fem!reader
cw : bit of post-smut, just overall lovely and gentlemanly schlatt
authors note : hi lovelies ! this is a bit of a drabble for what I put in the nsfw + sfw hc’s :) if you want to read that first i’ll link it in below :) also still wanted to add that ageless blogs will be blocked from my page ! MDNI too !
link : here
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You were still half-curled into the blankets in the shared house you have with Schlatt. It was the Friday when Schlatt would take you out to a bar or restaraunt and after a few drinks you would go back home and fuck. It became almost routine and you both never got tired of it.
You were too busy daydreaming when Schlatt’s voice came out from the door of the en-suite
“C’mon.”
You looked up. He was leaning against the doorframe, boxers on. His hair was still a bit sweaty from the sex you just had
“Hm?”
“Bath’s running.”
“You ran me a bath?” You blinked at him
“You’re asking too many questions.”
You smiled tiredly. Schlatt walked over to the bed and lifted you up to get you standing properly
“Atta girl. You got it”
He pulled you up carefully, one hand steadying your waist when you wobbled slightly.
“Easy there.”
“Rude.”
“You’re the one walking like a newborn deer.”
You laughed softly as he helped walk you into the bathroom
The bathroom was warm already. Steam curling up around the room, soft light on, your favourite bath stuff already sitting on the edge. It was vanilla scented, the one that he bought you for your anniversary because you never stopped going on about it.
He helped you sit in the bath before kneeling beside it.
The warmth hit immediately. You practically melted, your shoulders immediately relaxing and a long breath coming out of your body
“There she is,” he muttered, stroking your cheek. A few minutes later after you got comfy properly; he reached over for the loofah on the side of the shower, grabbing the body wash and pouring some onto the loofah
You looked at him.
“What’re you doing?”
“Helping.”
“You do not have to do that.”
“I know. I want too.” His voice was soft.
He wasn’t trying to be the obnoxious persona he puts on for the camera. Only you got to see this side of him.
He gently ran the body-wash filled loofah over your shoulder and your back, while you sat there trying not to completely fall asleep.
His touch stayed careful. Unhurried. Like he had nowhere else to be.
“You okay?” he asked quietly after a while.
You nod.“Yeah.”
“Good.”
His thumb brushed briefly against your shoulder.
“Wanted tonight to be nice for you, you deserved it, toots.”
“It was nice.” You smile at him
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Later, you were back on the couch in one of his hoodies with your hair half-dried while Schlatt disappeared into the kitchen. He returned carrying snacks. Your snacks.
Favourite drink. Favourite sweets. Everything.
“You robbed a convenience store?”
“No comment.”
You laughed.
The TV flicked on.
Reality show immediately. The absolute trashiest one possible.
“Judge all you want,” you warned.
“I am.” He sits down next to you, moving your head to be on his lap as he plays with a few strands of your hair, passing you a packet of snacks
“You watched three episodes last week.”
“That was research.”
“Liar.”
Now you’re just listening to the TV in the background and the steady sound of him breathing. His fingers moved through your hair absentmindedly. Slow. Careful.
You were almost asleep when you heard him quietly:
“You deserve nice things, y’know.”
Your eyes stayed closed.
“Mm?”
“You.” His hand paused briefly against your hair. “You deserve being looked after sometimes. And i’m glad i’m the one to do that for you.”
The last thing you felt before drifting off was him pulling the blanket onto you and him pressing a kiss to your forehead. The TV kept playing. And Schlatt stayed exactly where he was so he wouldn’t wake you.
anyone else sick with lust? no, just me? okay.
baby you
pairings → jschlatt x streamer!reader
warnings → mentions of sex, jschlatt babying sick reader :p
summary → y/n tries to push through a stream while sick, but schlatt has other plans.
You’d been sick the entire stream.
Not deathly sick, just enough to make everything feel heavy. Your head hurt, your throat burned, and every time you laughed you regretted it.
But chat had been nice today, donations were good, and you kept saying you’d end after “one more game.”
At this point even you knew you looked miserable.
“You sound awful mama” one dono read.
“Oh I’m okay! thank you so much for the dono sydney” you said, pulling your blanket tighter around yourself as you queued up.
after losing yet another round you leaned back in your chair with a groan.
“Okay, maybe I should get off.”
The chat instantly flooded with people begging you for one more round, saying you can’t end on a loss.
You stared at the monitor for a second, already giving in with a soft sigh.
“…Okay maybe one mor-“
Your bedroom door opened.
You glanced over to your boyfriend schlatt, confused by how sudden he had pushed open the door.
He walked over next to your desk and pressed the back of his hand against your forehead.
He paused, feeling how hot your skin was.
You looked up at him in confusion.
Without a word, he reached over and said “bye chat” before clicking your mouse, and ending the stream.
The monitor went quiet.
“Wha-“
“C’mon.”
Before you could argue, he leaned down and picked you up out of the chair.
“Schlatt-“ you gasped automatically, grabbing onto his shirt.
“Let’s get you to bed, yeah?” he said quietly. “Your fever’s gettin worse.”
You opened your mouth to complain, but honestly you were too tired to try.
Instead you just let your head fall against his shoulder with a sigh while he carried you down the hall.
The bedroom was dim except for the lamp beside the bed.
He set you down carefully against the pillows before walking over to the closet.
You watched him through half-open eyes while he grabbed one of your oversized shirts and a pair of sleep shorts.
“I can do it” you said quietly, your voice a little rough from being sick.
“Arms” he muttered softly, ignoring your words completely as he sat down beside you with the clothes in his lap.
You sighed but lifted your arms anyway, too tired to actually fight him on it.
“You’re treating me like a child” you said while he pulled the oversized shirt over your head carefully.
“Oh, you don’t want me to baby you? You usually like that” he said dryly, trying not to smile.
The shirt fell past your hands once he fixed it properly on you.
“Oh fuck you” you muttered, though a small smile still grew on your face.
“Trust me baby, I would love to, as soon as you’re feeling better yeah?” he replied.
“Jerk” you whispered under your breath as he grabbed your sleep shorts from the nightstand.
“I heard that” he said while kneeling in front of you, looking up at you as he carefully slid the shorts up your bare legs before moving them back under the covers properly.
“You were supposed to” you said, squinting down at him sleepily before curling deeper into the bed, looking at him with a dazy expression.
Schlatt brushed your hair back from your forehead again before pressing the back of his hand there for a second.
“Jesus” he muttered. “You’re burning up.”
“I’m okay” you mumbled with a small reassuring smile.
He pulled the blanket up over you properly.
“You should’ve ended stream hours ago.”
“I know.”
“And stop reading chat when they tell you to keep going when you’re clearly tired, especially when you’re sick”
“They were being nice.”
“They were enabling you.”
That made you smile a little.
Schlatt looked at you for a second before reaching over to turn the lamp off.
The room went darker instantly.
Then the mattress dipped beside you.
You barely had enough energy to react before he pulled you against his chest, pressing a kiss to your head.
“Get some sleep toots” he muttered.
You nodded against him, already half asleep.
“I love you” you whispered sleepily.
“I love you more” he whispered back, smiling softly against your hair.
author’s note: thinking about making a jschlatt taglist reply with “💌” if you want to be added! :p I like writing cute little one shots like these!
ive never been more aroused in my life