cutthroat. jschlatt x reader.

seven.

'how dare you i am a good catholic man'

'doesn't seem like it'

(y/n) and schlatt kept in contact, occasionally playing imessage games with each other and teasing the loser. they also kept up the occasional public tweets to each other, schlatt often saying how much she sucked at games from her videos and her saying how much he sucked at imessage games.

it had been a week and a half before (y/n) invited him onto her stream. of course, she rather suggested that he more so crash her stream instead of simply streaming with her, but no mind to that at all.

it was a friday night, and she was playing some hardcore minecraft. she wasn't all that great at minecraft, but she wasn't as bad as her chat wanted her to be. she occasionally made some fuck ups, just to appease chat, and whenever she died, she'd over exaggerate her response. 

after dying for what felt like the fourth time that night, (y/n) slammed her hand on her desk a couple of times and threw herself back in her chair. her face cam was on, so her fans saw everything. she took a deep breath and went to look at chat.

"chat! i am NOT baby raging!" she yelled at chat, who was currently spamming the baby rage emote, and slammed her hand on her desk a couple more times, "take it BACK chat!" 

she adjusted how she was sitting and moved back up in her chair, looking at chat while the new world was loading. "who's in chat? why are you all freaking out so much?" she read chat as it whizzed past. "wait, is schlatt here?"

(y/n)'s chat spammed his name and 'yes' very quickly, and she struggled to keep up with it. "woah guys, slow down and use your words, schlatt is here? after breaking my heart? schlatt how DARE you show up onto my stream uninvited?"

schlatt simply sent a donation of five dollars for her text to speech, 'call me on discord.'

"why should i? because you gave me money? chat what do you think?" she looked back at chat to see that they overwhelmingly wanted her to call him, "seriously? i should call him? fine, i'll do it," she clicked around a few times, starting a call with schlatt.

as soon as he picked up, he immediately started yelling at how bad she was at minecraft.

"shut UP schlatt, don't give chat any ideas-"

"no, no, no! you don't understand! you DIED to a CREEPER, are you dumb? it didn't even sneak up on you!"

"oh my god, schlatt PLEASE," she slammed her hand down once on her desk and stared right into her camera, "chat, i can't believe you wanted me in a call where i'd get ridiculed like this,"

"join this server and i'll show you how to ACTUALLY play minecraft, idiot," a link was sent in her discord conversation and she quickly put up her stream starting soon screen. (y/n) grumbled about the insults before adding the server and joining it with schlatt.

the stream went on for a few more hours before she had to call it quits. she did a quick outro, read some donations, and finally said goodbye to all her viewers. as soon as her stream was ended, schlatt apologized if he sad anything that went too far.

"schlatt your fine, i get bullied by my chat all the time, it's kinda my whole thing," she laughed, making her minecraft character crouch and creep up close to him before punching him.

"yeah, yeah no, i get it. i just don't wanna push it too far," he sighed, closing minecraft on his computer and leaning back, "i can't believe your chat called me a simp when i helped you find diamonds though, i am a lot of things, but simp is not one of them,"

"oh, okay mr. simp,"

"you know what they call me (y/n)? they call me the simp slayer," suddenly, his character appeared back in the world where he'd been standing, looking over at her character who was still crouching, "and i think i see a simp right there," the item in his hand switched from cobblestone blocks to a diamond sword and he rushed at her.

for another hour, schlatt and (y/n) just ran around their world, often screaming whenever they died and just having fun in general. after they both finished, (y/n) opened twitter, typing up a tweet.

'@jschlatt is a simp no cap'