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Refraction Point by UndersleptAndOverexposed
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, jschlatt - Fandom
15 Apr 2026
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“C’mon Schlatt, tell me. What’s your plan to become unfuckable?”
“Already achieved it. Grew out the mutton chops and gained some weight. And let me tell you it worked.” He adjusts his cap with a wide smile. “I wear a fucking headband now. Bingo. Nobody wants to fuck me.”
I drag my eyes over him. Slowly. Deliberately. “Really Schlatt…”
“What?” He straightens up, catching my look.
“You’re gonna have to try a whole lot harder than that.”
OR On the set of a Markiplier production, Jschlatt is confronted by a woman who knows how to take charge - and it’s enough to break a man
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Better in the dark by mipsclips
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Real Person Fiction, jschlatt - Fandom
12 Apr 2026
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Your streamer friend forces you to go to a party, when you get there you see a hot guy through your shot glass and make your move.
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After pissing off a coven of witches with his chauvinistic bravado, Alpha Dean Winchester is going to be taught a lesson. Though the hunter has seen many a strange thing in his time he never expected to wind up in an Americana version of the 1950s. He much less expected to find himself as an Omega.
How the hell is he gonna get out of this one?
And by the end of it, will he really want to?
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The name travelled in whispers, passed between omegas like a warning no one dared say too loudly. It was where the difficult ones were sent. The defiant. The ones who didn’t learn fast enough. No one quite knew what happened there. Only that it worked.
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Castiel Allen is a social failure. But his grandmama, Lady Celeste Novak, is determined to establish him in society so that he can embark on a political career. After a spectacular disaster at the event of the Season, Lady Celeste decides to take charge.
“I know that you have many good qualities Castiel, but we are both aware that those good qualities seldom show themselves in company...”
Castiel is silent now, one scone still remaining untouched on his plate, his tea growing cold.
Celeste sits up a little straighter and smooths the silk skirts over her knees. “And so I have made a decision.” She pins Castiel with her gaze, like a collector might pin a butterfly. “I will select an omega bride for you.”
His gaze whips up from the hearthrug and his mouth falls open.
“You will marry,” she says, her jaw set firmly against any protestations. “ And then you can finally take up your place as my heir.”