I Have A Type….

What is it about teenage girls with a blog literally dedicated to one singular man who they gush about everyday makes older men think they're available to them?

No matter how little it seems it’s still your best <3

If you can't handle me at my worst (really bad) then you don't deserve me at my best (slightly less really bad)

feeling an incredible need to be bent over

As a former twitter user I really hate that this is something we’re all feeling.

Tumblr harbors a community that avoids and doesn’t engage in drama and clearly the tripouts don’t understand that. Clique like behavior and apologies and gross behavior is not something tumblr was ever supposed to have.

It’s really disappointing to see the safe space that tumblr once was turn into something like tiktok or twitter, creating passive aggressive content and the inevitable consequences of saying slurs or weird comments is strictly for the platforms that thrive off that.

If you people can’t grasp the concept of tumblr being drama free, you should go back to twitter.

literally every time i open this god forsaken app

Capital B. Capital O. Capital A. Capital F. BOAF. Both? BOAF!!!!

i wonder what he’s like in bed.. 😵‍💫

ahhhh i love love love this

please i need opinions or thoughts or hc’s about the newest schlagg vlog!!!! his giggle when he was waving at all the kids 🤭🤭

hello moth feet! thank you for your ask <3

first of all i LOVE vlogger!schlatt. there's something so nice and mundane about these videos, especially ones like this where he's communicating exclusively through captions. did he go there by himself? bc he mentioned the old guy taking pics for him. either way i'm so happy he got to take a break and enjoy himself in japan. it made me a little sad when he talks poorly about himself ("hideous glut") and i just want to hold him and tell him how much people love him :( he also has this wonderful balance between humorous and respectful. i love how he has captions in japanese in english :] him meeting that fan and mentioning him in his video was super cool too. i tried really hard to hear his giggle but i couldn't </33

i'm thinking about him going on this trip with you as a way to unplug and get away from everything in the states. he'd record a few things here and there, but he primarily would want this to be about you two getting a break and spending time together.

schlatt clearly has talent with videography and even photography, so i imagine him taking pictures of you during some of y'all's activities without any intent to share them. both of you would enjoy taking pics for memories rather than content. he wouldn't do it too often though. maybe just one or two and then putting the camera away so you guys can live and enjoy the moment.

i also thought it was cute when he talked about being nervous around heavy machinery. he'd hold your hand the before, during, and after the cable car ride. he'd squeeze your hand when you guys got on and off and if the car shook during the ride.

seeing him wave at children would definitely activate the baby fever just a bit. he likes to act like he's this big tough guy, but it's clearly at least mostly an act. seeing this kinder, gentler, and more quiet version of him was extremely refreshing and maybe even surprising considering the persona he portrays online.

he'd hold your hand every step of the way in the city. he'd just want to make sure you're safe and secure next to him, not wanting you to get lost or bothered by anyone.

he'd want to be as lowkey as possible during the trip. i'm not sure how much of his fanbase is in japan, but you guys are there to get away from everything and just enjoy the country and each other. he'd say hello to fans if they approached him (if they did it respectfully), and kindly asking them not to take or post any pictures of or with him.

i'm just so glad he got to have some time to be a human.

♡

i spent another homecoming in the corner, you’d think i’d know after all the other dances - it’s never fun, im never asked to dance and i end up following someone i barely know like a lost puppy all night.

as i walked the ghost town of hallways listening to the clacking of my heels, i twirled my long skirt and i danced with the moon because even if it was alone, someone asked me to dance.

i remember at 10 i’d thought i’d have it all in high school, but i don’t have a license, or friends, or anything. as i still hold out for a first kiss and a first date, i’ll remind my younger self that if even for a moment, the moon wanted to know me. i danced to the quiet and my shoes sound, and the night loved me.