They Are Boyfriends

More jschlut smut

i cant seem to find the motivation to finish this so ima js post it.

Smut!! ,bottom/bratty schlatt, handcuffs 😳 and thats it lmk if i missed anything i haven’t looked at this in like a week. smut bellow the cut !MDNI!

Y/n looks down at Schlatt, a grin on her face. “You wanna be a good boy now?” She asks, reaching down to tug slightly on his hair, forcing him to look up at her. “Ngh-..” A whimper leaves Schlatt’s mouth. His cheeks are flushed red, his lips red and bitten, His cock leaking. “Fuck- Toots, please..” He begs, his hands moving from behind his back to her knees. “Please.. just- please fuck me..” Y/n makes a humming sound, pretending to think about his words. “Hm, nah, i dont think i will.” She replied, patting his cheek then standing up. “Since you were being such a tease earlier.. you’re gunna sit there, look pretty, and watch.” Slowly, Y/n begins to strip out of the little clothing she still had on. Schlatt watches as she once again makes her way back to the bed, sitting on her knees. Y/n reaches into the bedside drawer, she pulls out a pink dildo. Schlatt whines, mouth opening to speak. “You wanna be a good boy for mommy?” She asks, looking up from the dildo in front of her. “Yeah, but-“ “Then you’ll be quiet and take your punishment.” Schlatt sighs, looking away. Y/n, fed up with his bratty behavior, takes out handcuffs from the drawer. Schlatt catches them when thrown to him, looking at Y/n with an annoyed expression. “You want the ring too?” Schlatt shakes his head, being able to put the cuffs on himself after the many times he’s been through this. “Good boy.. maybe i’ll let you cum in me if you keep this up.” Y/n lifts herself up, slowly sinking down onto the silicone cock. Her face twisted in pleasure and a bit of pain. “Fuck..” She whispered, sitting with the base of the cock inside her. She could feel Schlatt’s gaze on her body. Y/n begins to bounce on it, making sure to exaggerate her movements. 

announcement

so erm, i’ve been waiting a little jschlatt smut fic and i honestly really like it so i might js make it into a multi part fic. !!

i haven’t died yet, im still here. I’ve been stalking everyone, looming in the shadows likes batman.

ermm what the sigma?

uhh forgot what I called this series soo uhh we'll js call it: What The Fuck Happened Here!!!

so uh I saw like a few fan arts where Sam's saying "Brown, my eyes used to be brown" and uh I really don't want to re-listen to Sam's playlist cause babe.. its a lot. So, could someone be so kinda and tell me what video it is (and maybe a itty-bitty explanation?)

Bonus: don't that I've forgotten ab you guys (I have forgotten.) I have been working on a few things (Its js me projecting on charcaters. and some one-shots)

ok thank you schlatt for putting me into the schlattmas spirit. i am so fucking pumped

updated intro!!

its been a year 😎

Helloo my name is lovergirlforlife, you can call me lovergirl or just girl idrc 🤷‍♂️

im in college and majoring to become a teacher!!

i like writing but im not good at it LMAO

some fandoms/interests i want to write about are..

Chuckle Sandwich, Smosh, Hadestown, DC, Yellowjackets, Politics (crackfics), BMC, DEH, Epic the musical, Shameless, and Heartstopper!!

If u want a fic js request it!!

this is a 18+ blog 😬

AND THEY KISSED?

woahhh i js saw a post that said milo and asher kissed in the 2022 solstice. Am i gullible or did that really happen?? i try to watch as many vids as i can but i haven’t watched them all. (the only playlist i’ve finished was Gordi’s)

Another episode of: Who The Fuck Is That!!!

I js saw a video of Redacted Fanart and who the fuck is Hudson, I read something ab them being "DJ Anxiety" and that js confused me even further. I also saw nothing ab them being the fucking inversion?? (Which I've been putting off finishing cause-yeah.) Um and I refuse to do any more digging cause my eyes are on fire and it's 4 am. SO SOMEONE PLEASEEE EXPLAIN AND SAY WHAT VIDEOS THEY POP UP INNN.

(extra: OH MY FUCK. THE APRIL FOOLSVERSE??? i'ma need some silliness to get me though all those unfinished series' during spring break. also- was springbuck a one time thing Orr should I be looking forward to that??)

what the actual fuck was going though my head. 😟🙏

Never Really Love An Anchor.

AN: i feel bad promising you guys shit that never happens so i made thing little blurb from last night <33

WARNINGS: a little angst, a bit of stalking (if you wanna think of it that way), could be ooc im not good at getting peoples personalities, reader is talking about but never really talks and stuff, use of y/n (like once), FEM Y/N, and that’s it !

based off of Never Love an Anchor - The Crane Wives

Smosh fanfic.

Pairing : Damien Haas x (female) Reader

Enjoy !!

Damien stood staring at y/n from a distance, leaning against a nearby wall and occasionally taking a sip from his red solo cup. Which was filled with horrible tasting cheap beer. Damien liked to people watch, even though it seemed odd to, he felt comfort in doing so. Although, would it count as people watching if he was just watching one person?

He watched as she danced around the room, jumping around and singing along to the songs. He wasn’t one to admire from a far, if this person was just aperson, he would’ve walking up to them and made small talk. Maybe going back to ones house for the night. But no, this was the person. 

Damien remembers it like it was yesterday. The way she looked when it happened, happy and care free. Then the tears covering her face in a blink of an eye. He still feels regret about what he said, if he hadn’t been so young, so dumb. He could tell she was angry, so angry she couldn’t speak. Young Damien couldn’t find it in himself to say anything to at least try and make up for his mistake. ‘It was the right thing to do.’ he remembers thinking to himself. 

Oh how stupid he was. Letting her go.

So there he stood, person watching. Drinking his disgusting beer, regretting past relationships, and sulking in the corner of the room. Watching as she bloomed. He hated himself for it, he hated the way he still loved her. He hated how much of in idiot he was. Therapy does funny things to you when you’re finally in a better head space. Damien finds himself wondering if she ever wondered why he never soothe her fevers, why they never tied her shoes, and why he never held her gently. Damien hated making her feel that way, he wished to be her anchor. 

he looks SO good i want it in ALL holes

snipbit

this isnt the whole thing to the mirror fic but i feel the beed to post something sp heres half of it! (smut under cut) mdni

“Fuck-!” Y/n cried out, Schlatt hitting every sweet spot she didnt even know she had. “Such a good girl f’me-“ Schlatt said in between jagged breaths. “Letting me fuck you like this, like a little slut.” Schlatt whispers in her ear, one hand leaving her hip to rub circles on her clit. 

Y/n faced her full length mirror that was positioned at the edge of the bed against the wall. Watching as her body jerked forward when Schlatt gave particularly rough thrusts. She was on all fours, her head raised to look at herself being fucked senseless. 

Schlatt grabbed Y/n’s hair, yanking her upper body up so that her back was flush against his chest. “Look at you.. looking like a fuckin’ whore, gettin’ fucked silly.” Schlatt kisses her neck, softly biting the sensitive skin. “Schlatt-Babe-“ Y/n begins, before yelping when Schlatt gives her cunt a slap. “Nuh uh, thats not what you call me is it baby?” Y/n moans, “Sorry- Fuck- Sir. I’m gunna cum soon-“ Schlatt chuckles, “Atta girl, such a good listener.” Schlatt sped up to a brutal pace, his grip on y/n’s hips was bound to leave some bruising.