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herecomethefuzzz · 9 months

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hi sylv!! btw i wanna say quick tysm for ur support on my fics🥺💗ur always so kind in the tags it makes my day <3

i come w/ a request!! best friend! reader petsitting jambo + the other guy while schlatt's away and him coming back to see you sleeping on the couch with the cats and him realizing he has feelings for you🥺

-rabbitsrams <3

OHMYGOD HELLO ???? you have no idea how excited i got when i saw your user. i love your writing so much its actually amazing !!! anyway, here you go !! it might be a bit long and it probably sounds like i was rambling a bit sometimes because my brain literally. exploded. but uhh yeah !! i hope its okay (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

- a couple days ago your best friend, schlatt, asked if you could look after his cats whilst he went out to film something for his channel. he'd promised you they wouldn't be too much of a problem.

- of course you'd said yes, not wanting to let him down. it was only for the day, couldn't be too big of a job, right? oh my god you were wrong. those two cats were just so CHAOTIC when they were together.

- that day you learnt that a black cat and an orange cat are not a good combo.

- absolute hell. you had jambo running about, doing classic orange cat stuff, and the other little guy was so. loud. literally all he did was MEOW. it didn't help that he didn't let you pet him much, seen as he didn't know you.

- you'd tripped over them more times than you could count, and, honestly, you had considered calling schlatt and telling him to come home more than once.

- it got even worse when they started to get hungry. literally round your legs CONSTANTLY meowing. it was only when you walked into the kitchen that you realised they were hungry.

- once you'd fed them, there was finally peace and quiet. so you decided to go and relax on the couch. it was late, and you were beginning to get tired anyway. you curled up and went on your phone, mindlessly scrolling through twitter. (X?? idk i just call it twitter LUL)

- after around ten minutes, both cats pattered back into the living room. you sighed, expecting them to wreak havoc again, but instead they both jumped up on the couch, and came to lay with you.

- you put your phone down as they did so, and jambo came to curl up right in your arms, whilst the other kitty laid in between your legs.

- you smiled, happy that the two kitties had finally calmed down. infact, everything was so calm and quiet that you felt yourself drifting off.

- it didn't take long for you to finally fall asleep, with the two cats being snuggled up to you, they gave you a lot of warmth.

- not long after you'd fallen asleep, schlatt had gotten home. he was grinning as he got to his front door, expecting you to be up with the cats, waiting for him.

- he opened the door, shouting a, "hey toots! i'm back!" as he walked down the hallway. as he rounded the corner to walk into the living room, his jaw literally dropped. very dramatic reaction from mr. schlatt here.

- his eyes travelled from you, to the black cat inbetween your legs, then to jambo, and he felt himself smile. maybe he even felt himself go a little pink.

- the fact you were comfortable enough to fall asleep in his house made his heart beat just that little bit faster, but he had no clue why.

- and then it hit him. as he looked at your pretty face again, studying you as if you were an art piece in a gallery, he realised he had feelings for you.

this was originally meant to be like. a proper fic. but i then realised that my brain cannot comprehend writing an actual story right now so it got turned into a bulleted thing i hope you dont mind (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

#sylv's writing :3 #it is. 2:13am. help.#jschlatt #schlatt #jschlatt x reader #schlatt x reader #schlatt and jambo

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mcyt-cats · 6 months

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baby jambo pics from snapchat :>

baby jambo...

#mcyt #mcytblr #jschlatt #schlatt #cat: jambo #yall werent lying he really does post a lot of pics to snapchat!

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g-00-nz · 9 months

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even more jambo for the soul

#schlatt #jschlatt #jambo #little ‼��

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mack2732 · 6 months

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big man not knowing how to use Snapchat.

Also looks like he will be posting more frequently in order to make money, very cool :))

#jschlatt #schlatt #sclattchat #he’s just a dude #jambo and other

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ghostyoongs · 3 months

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i thought i was going insane because i kept hearing a cat meow in my headphones only to hear schlatt go "hehehehe" and see this

🥺🥺🥺 look at them

#schlatt #jschlatt #he's so fucking adorable #jambo #my screenshot #kitty.txt #chuckle sammy #chuckle sandwich

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espresso-lessdepresso · 9 months

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Cuteness overload

#im so soft for them #jschlatt #schlatt #jambo

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lights-on-the-ridge · 10 months

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Some Big Buy doodles + Jambo

(these are the result of 36 hours of no sleep👍)

#jschlatt #schlatt #traditional art #my art #reids art #jambo

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bunny-nivison · 2 months

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uuuhh hi!! cg!schlatt themed stimboard would be so awesome and cool!!! maybe include jambo in there ? :D

cg!schlatt stimboard (ft. jambo)

★ grey, yellow, orange + cat theme

★ taglist; @riverwritez @lilrammy @luv4luci (send an ask to be added!!)

once I have a moment to breathe, I will try and find all the credits for the gifs! until then, just know most are a combo of here on Tumblr and Pinterest 😔

#sfw agere #bunny stimboards.#bunny moodboards.#schlatt #jschlatt #schlatt agere #jschlatt agere #cg!schlatt #cg!jschlatt #cg!schlatt stimboard #cg!jschlatt stimboard #agere moodboard #agere stimboard #jambo

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sardonic-the-writer · 1 year

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—just for one day

SUMMARY | schlatt really isn't one for this sappy shit. but on this particular day, just for you, he'll make an exception

PAIRING | jschlatt x reader

REQUESTED | no. but this was a gift for a mutual of mine!

WORD COUNT | 1.4k+

WARNINGS | none!

AUTHORS NOTES | happy valentines day you guys :]

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If there was one thing you knew, it was that your best friend was shit at planning things.

Schlatt was always one for the more blunt approaches. He always had been. Preferring to just get things done instead of dancing around it. He claimed it was part of the reason he was such a man, but you knew it was also because he new next to butt fuck nothing about mushy stuff.

For instance, last Christmas? Instead of something like a nice sweater or some books, he had gotten you a fake glock to match the one he kept on his desk all the time. The thing hadn't even been wrapped. Simply being thrown onto your lap with in blur of black as Schlatt stood over you from your spot on the floor surrounded by a smattering of wrapping paper, looking at you awkwardly.

You still had the heavy bastard, actually. Resting in one of the drawers of your bedside table. Right next to a pair of fuzzy socks and some markers you had bought but never used.

It was just one of the many things that happened to remind you of the person that had gotten it for you. Not just the stupid mutton chops and his weird Pope Francis cardboard cutout. But rather the guy who would watch you pretend to shoot him with your christmas present while laughing, softly grinning at you as you continued to amuse yourself.

In all your time knowing Schlatt, he had come to be known as the very epitome of someone who spoke before they thought. A brash, loud, fucking whirlwind of a man that did as he pleased—finding time to cuddle with his orange cat in secret somewhere inbetween all that.

And belive it or not, you had come to love him because of it. All of him. Even the parts that didn't know how to give good gifts because he was afraid he'd fuck it up.

Which is why valentines day had been such a surprise to you.

"Why are you holding a blindfold?"

You brows furrowed in confusion as your attention diverted from the droning t.v in front of you to the new member in the room. Who, in fact, was holding a white strip of fabric.

Admittedly, as soon as those words left your mouth, you realized how it sounded. You watched the man across from you quirk his lips into a smile—amused with your choice of words.

"Kinky. But it's not a blindfold." Schlatt grinned. He was standing across from your resting form on the couch, one hand in pocket while the other clutched the aforementioned item.

"I wouldn't exactly call a cut up scarf a blindfold anyways." He shook the process of fabric in his hands for extra emphasis, still grinning at you with amusment.

"Alright then." You sat up straighter, back aching in protest at the movement. "So why are you holding a "not a blindfold" blindfold?" Your air quotes and sardonic grin were met with an eyeroll as you smiled playfully.

"Becuase." Schlatt grumbled. "Today's supposed to be a special day for people and friends or whatever."

You waited with a quirked eyebrow for him to finish, having a feeling that wasn't all.

"And?"

He glared at you, although no real malice was behind it. You just smiled.

"And Ted might have told me he would fly out here and beat my ass if I didn't do something for you today."

"Yeah that sounds about right." You snickered, earning you a punch to the shoulder as Schlatt scoffed.

"Listen bud I'm trying to do something nice for you. I even took the time to google how to do this shit." Schlatt shook his head in false disappointment as you laughed. "The least you could do is put the blindfold on."

"Alright, alright." You stood up from your spot on the couch, plucking the blindfold from his hands as you tied it on. "I just hope whatever you've got planned for me isn't an execution squad, because that's what it feels like."

"Well fuck." You heard him snicker as you momentarily struggled to tie a knot. "There go's my plan for the day."

"If I could see where you were right now, I'd punch you."

"Sure you would toots."

Your neck warmed in the slightest when the next sensation you felt was the gentle touch of Schlatts hand at your lower back; presumably to guide you into whatever he had planned. You just hoped he wouldn't notice the way you blanched for a minute, opting to cover it off with a roll of your shoulders, as if sore from sitting down for so long.

"Lead the way, big guy."

Nothing was said for the next few moments. The only noises as you walked in whatever direction his hand guided you was the occasional sound of your joints popping, (damn you felt old hearing that) or Jambo meowing as he rubbed up against your leg.

"Okay. Stop. Hey. Stop. No dont—"

The very distinct feeling of a wall hitting your face sent you stumbling backward slightly, rubbing your head with a hiss where it had been the hardest. The action resulted in Schlatts hand drawing away from your back. It left a considerable feeling of cold lingering behind, which made your heart falter for a moment.

"Thanks for the heads up dude." You groaned to the very man who was, probably, behind you. You couldn't tell. The makeshift blindfold was doing a really good job at obstructing your vision for some reason.

"Hey, I tried to fucking warn you dumbass. Did you go deaf or something?" He rolled his eyes, which you couldn't see. "Now, could you hold still for a second."

Any snippy comeback you were going to respond with died in your throat as Schlatt squeezed past you, hands momentarily skimming over your waist to keep himself steady.

"Alright, now, take off the fucken blindfold."

You didn't know what you expected to see when you took it off, but it certainly wasn't this.

It was all you could do to not fall to the ground with laughter upon seeing Schlatt, the absolute skyscraper of a man, struggling under the weight of a giant bag of beef jerky bigger than the size of your right leg.

"Holy fucking—" You wheezed as he stumbled a little, grunting and adjusting his weight. "—holy shit Schlatt. Where—where the fuck did you even find that shit!?"

"I would tell you." Schlatt strained his voice with another grunt. "But I'd like to put this shit down before I do."

You followed after him with a smile, watching as he set the ginormous bag of food down next to his bed, plopping down on said piece of furniture before looking at you with a cutious glance.

"So, uh, happy valentines day?" He scratched the back of his neck, eyes darting around the room awkwardly as you snorted.

"What? Regretting being nice?" You teased. "Second guessing your gift?"

"Uh, maybe?"

Your joking stopped at that, taking a better look at the unsure way he was fiddling with his hands—busying them by scratching behind Jambo's ears as he laid in his lap lazily.

He really wasn't one to do things like this just because Ted told him too, or whatever other reason he had gave earlier. If you had to guess, he had probably done this on a whim. Probably scrolling through amazon late at night haphazardly adding things to his cart hoping you'd at least like it.

Or maybe he just wanted to get you a five pound bag of seasoned jerky. Who knows.

"Ah don't worry about it man." You set a hand on his shoulder, lightly punching it with a smile in hopes of cheering him up. "It's the thought that counts, or whatever. Just dont expect me to share any."

"Bitch!! I bought that for you. Do you know how much that bastard cost!?"

"Should have thought about that before getting it for me big man."

"Fuck you!" He laughed, eyes scrunched up at the corners.

"Fuck you too loser." You said, mirroring his smile with just as much enthusiasm. "And happy valentines day."