GUESS WHO FOUND ANOTHER CHARLIE FAMILIAR AUDIO

Can't even remember if I already reblogged this, but even if I did, it deserves a second.

Hello! Can I request something with Schlatt?  Ive binge read every post of your and oh my goooooddddd its just <3 

Can the request with schlatt be suggestive/or nsfw, where schlatt is trying to get into kinks? (being new to it all). The kink can be anything you want, your writing is just so amazing. all the best!

also can i be, if its not taken, 🕷anon?

Hello friend! I really had to wrack my brain for this one, because I've got a list of kinks I could've pulled out here, haha. ^^; This one is a bit...out there, so please let me know if there's something else you would've liked to see! Enjoy!~

Please note: This is not what fully encompasses a session with this kink! Anything mentioned is extremely brief for the sake of the story! Thank you!

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When you first brought up the concept of your hypnosis kink with Schlatt, the man was...skeptical to say the least. Nobody really thought that stuff worked right? Nobody truly in their heart of hearts believed that some werido swinging a pocket watch around was gonna get them to listen to their every command...right?

Yet the more you talked to him about it, how it worked and how you would never ever dare to make him do something against his will, Schlatt started to consider it. It was going to take a lot of trust, but it was something he was willing to delve into with you. He finally approached you after what he felt was one of the longest days of his life, a pleading look in his golden eyes.

You had him sit in his favorite chair in the office, and while that, coupled with the soft, lulling music would've seemed normal, you couldn't help but be amused by the confusion painted across his features. "What's that for?" Schlatt asked in a slightly accusatory tone. He pointed at the dark, knotted toy that was stuck to his desk.

"Trust the process," you told him, kissing his fuzzy cheek sweetly. "Now just lean back and let me handle everything alright?" The ram squinted at you, hesitant already about this so-called "process". Yet he conceded, folding his hands together and leaning back.

"Good," you chirped, letting your voice take a slower, lower octave. "I want you to close your eyes for me Schlatt, just listen to my words for a few minutes." You watched him visibly relax in the chair, your voice working to calm him and verbally rub the knots out of his body.

"Take a few nice deep breaths for me now," you guided, watching as the feared president of Manburg melted under your words. Schlatt followed your instructions to a 't' as you watched with slight awe as his muscles tightened and loosened when you asked. You watched with delight when he slowly fell apart, fingers falling limp, jaw going slack. If one didn't know any better, they'd probably accuse him of falling asleep at work.

"Can you hear me Schlatt?" you tested softly, letting yourself undress as you spoke. You had a special plan for this stubborn ram and this little toy. You watched with rapt attention as he nodded slowly. "Very good. I want you to open your eyes and look at the toy on your desk."

Golden orbs that were glazed over opened just enough to lay sight to the object of attention. "Take notice of how it looks just a bit too similar doesn't it," you spoke, making sure your voice carried a level of certainty to it. You wanted him to believe you after all. "In fact, the longer you look, the all more familiar it becomes to your own cock. Every ridge and curve the exact same. And it's going to take the place of your cock Schlatt. Every single time you see me use this toy, all sensation will transfer to you. You won't be able to escape the pleasure when you see me stroking it or riding it. Do you understand?"

Once more, Schlatt nodded, letting his heavy eyelids fall shut once more. You chuckled softly, silently stepping over to rub at the base of his horns. "Very good sweet ram," you cooed. "Now I'm going to bring you up out of trance at the count of ten. You'll wake feeling very relaxed, like you just had the best nap of your life, remembering as little or as much of this as you'd like. Ready?"

The process of bringing Schlatt up out of trance was slow, but sure as you had told him, you speaking the word "ten" was like a gentle alarm clock the nudged him to full consciousness. The ram hybrid yawned loudly, stretching big as if he truly had just gotten up for the morning. You smiled brightly as his eyes opened, practically popping out of their sockets when he saw you naked with the toy in your hands.

"The hell did I miss?" Schlatt muttered, more to himself than you. Before he could consider what exactly happened that he couldn't recall, he watched your hand stroke up on the toy. A jolt of pleasure shot through his body like an arrow, his member twitching to life beneath his slacks. "Wh-what the fuck?"

You giggled deviously, letting saliva drip from your lips onto the toy as you continued to stroke it. An uncharacteristic high keen fell from Schlatt's lips as he bucked at the air. His memory finally caught up with his groggy state as he recalled your words from trance.

You watched eagerly as pleasure coursed through Schlatt's body with every movement you made on the toy. You continued stroking the silicon dick until you could see his thighs quiver with need. Slowly, purely just to tease, you let it slip between your legs. Both of you were moaning in unison, your ram from the pleasure of feeling you completely encompass him yet not at all, and you from the fullness of the toy.

When you started to move, Schlatt started to ramble. Words of praise, pleas for the you to "not fucking stop, dear god please don't stop," and more fell like the prettiest song you've ever heard. He was bucking his hips against nothing until he finally came, practically screaming out for you.

You slowed yourself to a halt, toy buried inside you and all, a knowing smile on your lips. "Had enough yet?" you smirked as you gingerly pulled the silicone from your aching hole. You yourself weren't done, but Schlatt very well may have been.

A cocky grin was what greeted you when you met his eyes. "Oh doll," he chuckled darkly, standing up to approach you. "We're just gettin' started with this little magic trick of yours."

Needless to say, Schlatt was very much a fan of your "magic trick".

OH MY GOD

THIS NEW ONE FOR DANNY-

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Is it bad that even though I have so many fucking things in my inbox, I want Eddie requests?

I couldn't help but imagine this as me and my friends. Me= y/n, Judy = Kate, Matt = Toby, JJ = Jeff

Toby: People who sleep without socks on make me worry

Kate: People who sleep WITH socks are not to be trusted

Jeff: People who sleep are weird

Y/n: I was a sock once

Hello love, I hope you're doing well, if you write for Michael Myers I was wondering if you could do a nsfw fic/headcanons/blurb, really anything you'd like, of reader constantly caring for him, feeding him, etc, and so one day he repays them by just absolutely dicking them down and getting them a collar (If you're comfortable with it) as he's grown to care for them, gender doesn't quite matter to me, thanks baby have a lovely day/night <3.

OMFG ANON YOU ARE SPEAKING MY LOVE LANGUAGE! Yes it is midnight. Yes I have work tomorrow. But I dont care, this NEEDS to happen now. Let's get into it.

Michael Myers x GN reader

Warnings: Soft boy Michael Myers, Soft smut, 1978 Halloween, pet names, love making and any more i forgot

You were what people considered a doting lover. Whenever Michael would come home after a spree, you would immediately assess his wounds and run him a hot bath so you could read to him while cuddling in the tub.

You never thought that Michael would reciprocate the care. But one day he walked into your room with his hands behind his back. You look up from your book and into the beautiful blue eyes you had grown to love behind that mask.

"Michael? What do you need baby?" You ask, tilted your head slightly, almost mimicking him when he was looking at a victim. He slowly pulled out a beautiful red collar from behind him, the word 'Michael's' monogrammed on it. He pulled out a sign in his other hand which read 'I thought this would be fun. Do you wanna try it?' in his messy handwriting. You smile and motion for him to come over while putting down your book. He lays his head down in your lap and you ask for permission before pulling off his mask.

"I'm glad you were thinking of me, Mikey." You say in a loving tone while scratching his scalp, causing him to lean into your touch and moan happily.

☆Time skip by Michael's huge cock☆

You groaned as he tugged on the collar, pounding into you gently. Your face held a dopey smile and you reached up to tangle your fingers into his curly brown hair.

"Faster Mikey, please~" You moaned as his cock nudged against that special spot. He nodded and smiled as he did as you pleased, making you feel a way you never had.

You pulled him by the back of his neck into a soft kiss. You felt him smile against your soft embrace, lips molded to fit each others perfectly.

"I...I love you~" Michael's voice called out to you for the first time.

You gasp as you hear his beautiful, raspy voice. You tear up in happiness in response.

"I love you too baby."

Alright anon! I had a lot of fun writing this. I hope you enjoyed!

Hey everyone! I'm so sorry I haven't been posting lately, I've been working on my shop and now im redoing my room. When my room is done, I will start working on your requests. I can guarantee they will all be done by December 5th. Hope to see you all soon!

DUUDEEE THIS SOUNDS SO MUCH LIKE THE REQUEST I SENT IN TO @icarus-star ITS CRAZY

HDISJCLSNCNS

(And at like the 23:40 mark i love the part where i goes “but i obeyed your command. i didn’t touch myself” ITS SO FUCKING CUTE IDK WHY JSKSKOAN)

Reblog if you think fanfiction is a legitimate form of creative writing.

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HE’S GOT NO BUSINESS BEING SO WHINEY WTF 😭😭🙏🙏🙏

Oh look more dumbass quotes but instead its just a compilation of me and my siblings being shitheads

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Masky: WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT CAN'T YOU SEE IM EATING A CHEESE CAKE DEPRESSINGLY??!?!?!?

Y/n: I WANT YOU TO ACTUALLY SEE A THERAPIST YOU CHEESECAKE EATING FUCKER-

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Jeff,liu(sully actually) and sally went shopping and are returning back

Sully: WHAT THE FUCK JEFF YOU ALMOST CRASHED INTO THE MANSION

Masky comes out of the house

Masky: ARE YOU SHITHEADS DUMB??? YOU ALMOST FUCKING CRASHED INTO THE MANSION

Jeff: sorry dude but wanna know smth? I don't give a shit also i think the kid got smth to say

Sally: I don't care either!

Masky: YOU-

Sully : IM NOT WITH THEM I STG BUT I WOULD LOVE TO WATCH JEFF GET BEATEN SO INVITE ME WHEN YOU TELL THE OPERATOR

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Ej is listening to chemical romance

Jeff whispering to ben: look at that fucking emo i bet he still has pictures of his ex

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Ben: sorry i was eating cheerios on the bathroom

Hoodie: you mean in?

Y/n: nope i was in the attic with him we watched the office

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x-virus and y/n are shopping

Y/n: omg cody look

Points at a box of nerds

Y/n: it's you!

X-virus digs through the shopping cart y/n was pushing pulls out a box of y/n's fav candy and throws it across the aisle hitting a stranger that was facing the shelves

X-virus: come on you introverted fuck tell that stranger it was your fault

Y/n: satan fears you

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Ok that's all lmao looking back we do cuss alot ig it's our platonic love language