#collective headcanons

[riddlersoupwrites]

Hii, congrats on 500 followers! !

I was just wondering what you thought Joe's characters freak level would be? Like if you were to rank them from most to least freaky? And maybe a little blurb on the level of freak they are?

You don't have to if you don't want to!!

Thank you and I love ur writing!!!

Thank u sm 🥹 also I loved this, like having them all in one post, I would be up for doing more of this kind of post if anyone wanted that 🫶

Okay coming in at number 5 we have Keys.

𖤓 He's vanilla, he likes to make love. He likes missionary, likes kissing you slow and deep, he'll do other positions, but it's all passionate.

𖤓 He loves to praise you, tell you how pretty you are, tell you how he loves you. He likes to compliment every inch of your body with kisses and featherlight touches. He loves to kiss down your neck, his hands are soft and gentle against your waist, your thighs, your jaw.

𖤓 Keys likes to switch between penetration and oral to make sure you come, he'll start off with oral, then switch for a while, then when he feels you getting closer, he'll switch back to make you come, then he lets you decide how it ends. Whether you'll go down on him or if he gets to finish inside you.

𖤓 He'll try things if he's comfortable with you, maybe a little bit of light choking or pulling your hair gently, but he wouldn't be rough with you, he loves you too much.

Number 4, Steve. Controversial I know.

𖤓 Again, Steve's a lover at heart. He likes to make sure things feel good for you. Likes to make sure you know he's got your pleasure at the forefront of his mind.

𖤓 He'll be a little rougher, as in he'll fuck you faster, he'll pull your hair, he'll bend you like a pretzel. But he prefers to be gentle with you most of the time. The rougher stuff is definitely few and far between.

𖤓 He likes positions like missionary, mating press, prone bone, anything where he just feels as close to you as possible, so he can kiss your skin, and feel your hands on him.

𖤓 He loves you to touch him, loves when you hold onto his shoulders or biceps.

𖤓He likes to tell you you're beautiful, and tell you how pretty you look. Won't be degrading or mean, will tell you how pretty you look when you take his cock, but that's about as far as he'll go.

𖤓 Praises you, talks you through it, telling you how good you feel, how good you're making him feel.

𖤓 Eater. Big Eater. Can come just from eating you.

Number 3: Gator

𖤓 Bang in the middle. Can go either way.

𖤓 Will be rough, will throw you around, fuck you hard, will slap you if you want him to, likes choking if you're into it.

𖤓 Position wise, in this mood he likes doggy, standing against the wall, reverse cowgirl. Anything that'll make the most noise from both you moaning, and your skin slapping against his.

𖤓 On the other hand, can be softer, can hold you close, tell you how good you feel. Buries his hand in your hair to hold your head against his shoulder, like he's trying to fuse the two of you together.

𖤓 Mating press, cowgirl, spooning, lotus, anything where he's pressed close to you and breathing in your moans.

𖤓 Interrupter. Loves getting in the way of you reading, if you're in the mood, he'll spread your thighs and tell you to keep focusing on your book as he teases you until you can't focus anymore. Loves interrupting you cooking to bend you over the kitchen counter, or lay you on the kitchen table.

𖤓 Is into some kinks, mainly handcuffing you to the bed, or even himself in some scenarios. Loves it when you ride him while he's pulling against the cuffs trying to touch you.

𖤓 Big eater again, also likes eating ass, but won't if you don't like it. If you do let him, he's moaning and jerking himself off while he's doing it.

Number 2. Kurt.

𖤓 Freak. Will do anything you want him to. He's more of a sub, but if you want him to take charge and fuck you hard, he will. He'll keep asking if he's doing it right, and if you're enjoying it, but he'll do it.

𖤓 His favourite positions are anything where you're in charge. Cowgirl, lotus, face sitting. Also likes when you've got your ankles against his shoulders and he can pull you back against his thrusts.

𖤓 Mommy kink for sure, loves when you spit in his mouth, and choke him while riding him. Praise kink. Loves when you call him a good boy and tell him he's making you feel good. Also came immediately the one time you slapped him, but won't ask you to do it again because he's embarrassed, even though he wants you to.

𖤓 Loves eating, loves 69 even more. He grips your ass so hard he might leave bruises as you suck him while he's fucking you with his tongue.

𖤓 Into filming it (obviously), even if you don't post the videos, he just likes watching them back, jerking off to them when you're not around. He likes watching how hot you look when he's making you feel good, praise kink goes brrr.

𖤓 Loves telling you how good you're making him feel but a lot of the time he can't get his words out, just a lot of whines and whimpers. Pathetic little loser virgin. Need that.

Biggest freak award goes to Travis.

𖤓 He'll literally do anything you want, like Kurt, but he's more confident about it.

𖤓 Positions wise, he likes anything. Literally everything, the more adventurous the better.

𖤓 Talks so much shit, will ramble about how good you look while he's got you folded in half, will yap about how good your tits look when they bounce in his face, talks about how perfect your ass is when he's got you bent over. He'll talk and talk because he knows when you've had enough, you'll shove your underwear in his mouth, and that really turns him on.

𖤓 Sexter. Every day, texting you things he's thought of that he wants to do to you. Sends you links with “can we try this?” Doesn't get disappointed if you say no, just finds something else instead.

𖤓 Biggest kinks are being blindfolded and restrained and letting you do whatever you want to him. Roleplay, specifically sexy nurse and police costumes. Having sex in public, the bathroom at a wedding, the store room at work, loves clamping his hand over your mouth to muffle your noises so no one can hear. Mutual masturbation, although he can't last too long with that one, he's got his fingers inside you and is sucking on your clit about three minutes in.

𖤓 Tries things randomly to see if either of you like them, small things like sucking on your toes as you've got your ankles on his shoulders, licking your ass once while he's eating you out to see your reaction, or putting a mirror by the bed to watch.

𖤓 Loves when you scratch the shit out of his back, has a folder of photos of your best work on his phone.

𖤓 Will cum on the spot if you call him daddy.

𖤓 Down for being submissive too if that's what you're into, will let you slap him, choke him, literally will let you do whatever you want and look up at you with the biggest puppy dog eyes filled with love you've ever seen.

𖤓 Always cuddly and sweet afterwards, kisses your hair and tells you how much he loves you.

𖤓 Just a big golden retriever who will do anything to make you happy.

[riddlersoupwrites]

how do you think joes characters would be if they were in the mood, and reader rejects them… like she’s not in the mood in the slightest

Yayyy more jkcu requests I love writing these🫶

Masterlist.

Incl: Gator, Keys, Kurt, Travis, Steve and Baron.

I hate to say it but Gator is a sulker. He won't be annoyed at you, but at himself. "What? I showered." And "will you at least jerk me off then?" When you snap at him he shuts up, lying next to you in bed and huffing, his hand will still rest on your thigh though. He's not good at differentiating when he's annoyed at you and when he's annoyed at himself, so it comes across like he's mad at you. If you confront him, he'll try to explain but get even more upset at himself. He never learned how to communicate. Eventually he'll roll to face you though, "you just make me horny. Sorry." He'll say, trying to push his way under your arm so you'll cuddle him.

Keys is sweet about it. "Sorry honey, no problem." He says, kissing your cheek and resting his head on your shoulder. He'll lace his fingers through yours and make sure you're okay. "Is there any reason or are you just not in the mood?" He'll ask about your day to see if you're stressed, or annoyed about something, or if you've been looking after yourself, eating and drinking enough ect. If you're simply just not in the mood, he'll cuddle and watch videos on your phone, or suggest a movie or something, because all he wanted was to spend time with you anyway.

Kurt instantly thinks he's fucked everything up. "Wh- why? Like, did I do something?" He panics slightly, sitting opposite you with his heart thumping in his chest, convinced that you don't love him anymore, that you're going to leave him, and that he did something so awful that you don't even want to touch him anymore. When you tell him you're just not in the mood, he still thinks it's a him issue. "Do i- do you want me to shower?" You end up having to explain to him that you do still love him, you do still want to be with him, and you do still want to have sex with him. Just not right now. He finally gets it, apologises, and suggests watching a show or playing a game together.

Travis turns it into a joke, self depreciating of course. "Yeah I wouldn't wanna fuck me either, I still haven't showered since before work yesterday." He laughs, resting his head on your stomach and pulling your legs over his shoulders, gently massaging your calves. Starts telling you about his day and he's forgotten about the rejection within five minutes.

Steve wants to make sure that you're okay. Similar to Keys in the way that he'll want to make sure you're okay, he'll want to make sure there's nothing going on that's upsetting you, or he's not upset you in any way. "If I've not pissed you off, hiding those boobies from me is just mean." He'll joke, and apologise when you shoot him a glare, he just wanted to make you laugh. He'll suggest you go out to do something instead, go drive around, or get fast food or go to the diner. Something out of the house to distract you both.

Baron just moves on, kisses your temple and goes back to whatever you were doing before. "You're okay though?" He makes sure, once you're settled back into reading, or cooking, or whatever it was you were doing. He'll nod when you say you're fine and just not in the mood, and offer to do something productive for you, like prepping something for dinner, or running you a bath, something to take that invisible pressure off your shoulders.

[riddlersoupwrites]

jkcu’s fav positions?

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Gator's favourite position is doggy. He likes the way you feel tighter from that angle, he likes the dominance, the sounds for your ass slapping against him as he thrusts. He likes to hold your hands behind your back as your face presses against the mattress, or hold your wrists to pull you back against each snap of his hips, or to grab your hair in his fist and pull your head back so he can see your eyes rolling back when he buries his cock as deep as he can inside you. He likes to flip you over into a mating press before he cums though, he likes to see your face, and feel as though he's cumming as deep as possible into you.

Keys's favourite position is missionary, he likes the way you feel pressed against each other, he likes to be able to kiss you, and watch your face as he rolls his hips. He likes to be pressed right against you, your bodies growing slick with sweat, breathing into each others mouths, moaning softly as you run your hands all over his shoulders and back. He likes when you scratch him, not too hard but enough to leave a little mark, it lets him know he's made you feel good. Alternatively, he also likes the speedbump position, his chest pressed against your back, whispering absolute filth into your ear. It's the only time he does dirty talk, but you wish he'd do it more because he sounds so good.

Kurt's favourite position is cowgirl (surprise). He likes to watch you do your thing, loves the way you look as your tits bounce in his face, or when your head is thrown back as you roll your hips. He likes the different paces you can set depending on how you move, and he likes when you surprise him by changing it up. When you start slow, grinding your hips against his with his cock buried deep inside you, then change it up by leaning forward to bounce your hips harder, that has his squirming underneath you, blunt nails digging into your hips. Bonus; he also really loves just fingering you. Whether you're sat on his lap with your legs spread over his, his hand reaching around to slowly pump his fingers into you, or whether you're laying down and his palm is slapping against you with every movement on a desperate mission to get you to squirt. He loves it.

Travis is a weird one, he's super adventurous so likes to try out all different positions, it's hard for him to pick a favourite because you've done so many, but he finds himself having the most fun when he's doing anything where you're standing. He likes hiking your legs up over his arms, and resting your back against a wall, or shower tile. Or, if you're sat on a table or counter and he can stand between your legs after he's successfully distracted you from cooking. If he's really locked in and you're doing some kind of roleplay cough cough mask kink cough cough, he's a fan of putting you in a headlock while in doggy, not squeezing hard enough to cut off air, but just enough so you can feel his bicep against your throat.

Steve likes spooning. Especially when you've just woken up, and his hand slips between your legs, your head tipping back against his shoulder when he guides himself in. He likes the slow, lazy pace and your soft little morning moans. He'll lift your thigh over his arm so he can reach your clit, rubbing circles in time with his thrusts. He moans down the back of your neck, sending shivers down your spine as you rock back against him to meet his thrusts. He likes to press soft kisses along your shoulder, and whispers sweet praises into your ear between kisses.

Baron also likes spooning, but he prefers facing each other with your leg hooked over his hip so he can kiss you, and watch your face. He likes to cup your face with his hand, his thumb trailing along your jawline as he slowly rolls his hips. His other favourite position is to have you stand as he kneels in front of you to eat you out. He holds onto your hips and looks up at you with those wide brown eyes as he guides you over his tongue. Usually has you stand in front of the bed or a table so you can sit down when your legs get too shaky to stand. Because they will, he'll make sure of it.

[riddlersoupwrites]

How do you think the jkcu characters like getting a blowjob?

Mhm. Good question 🙂‍↕️🫡

Masterlist

Incl: Gator, Keys, Kurt, Travis, Steve and Baron

An: Gator and Travis's get a little rougher so skip those if that makes you uncomfy.

Gator is a fan of face fucking. He likes holding your hair up while he thrusts into your mouth. Doesn't care if it's slow thrusts that just brush the back of your throat, or if he's pulling on your hair until your nose is pressed into the coarse hair at the base of his cock, the tip throbbing in your throat. He just likes watching his cock moving past your lips, obviously he likes when you deep throat him, but he just loves getting his dick sucked in any way he can. Loves telling you how good you look, and how pretty you are, and how your mouth was just made for his cock. His favourite though, and you don't do it often, is when you're lying on your back, your head tipped back over the edge of the bed, and he can see his cock bulging in your throat, he traces the outline, or rests his hand over your neck to feel it constrict as you gag.

Keys likes those soft, slow mornings where you're laying in bed together and your hand goes wandering and before he knows it, you've got your lips wrapped around the tip of his cock and are slowly sucking at it, you don't take more than the tip in, just suckling at it, running your tongue over the slit in the top, and the vein underneath. Not very vocal with words, but will moan and hiss when you get the right spots. He's got his hand in your hair, his thumb moving gently over your head as he moans, keeping his eyes on you as you suck and lick at the tip of his cock until he cums in your mouth. Always returns the favour.

Kurt loves it when you kneel under his desk as he plays video games, edits videos, or even while he's live streaming. He likes trying to focus while you're swallowing his cock down your throat, even though he can't. And his viewers definitely notice when his hand keeps disappearing underneath the desk. When he's not live, he'll tell you how good it feels, stuttering and whining and whimpering. He only lasts five minutes before he's turned off the computer and is sat back, watching your head bobbing as you work him.

Oh Travis, my Travis. He loves 69. Because he's got his favourite view in front of him, your ass and pussy, and you're working at his cock with your hands and mouth. He loves the way you moan around his dick when he's fucking you with his tongue and/or fingers. He loves the way you play with his balls as you suck his dick, and the way you take it all into your throat. He'll moan against your pussy, telling you how good you taste, and how good you're making him feel too. If you'll let him, he'll hook his leg over the back of your neck to hold you down onto his cock till you're gagging, then let you go. Constantly checking in to make sure you're enjoying yourself too. Also likes when you suck him off whilst he's driving but doesn't want to cause a road traffic accident so you've only done it a couple of times.

Steve loves when you suck him off in the shower. There's something about the way your wet hair clings to your skin, and the water droplets that run down your face as you slowly move your head. He's a moaning, whimpering mess when you keep your eyes locked on his, moving your hand with your mouth as you fit as much of him in your mouth as possible. He's leaning back against the tile, watching your hollowed cheeks and your perfect lips wrapped around him as you move up and down his length. He also likes to cum on your face, which is why he likes the shower, because you can clean it off easily.

Baron likes the soft lighting of your bedroom in the evening, you knelt between his thighs with a cushion under your knees, because he doesn't want you to be uncomfortable. He likes to lean back onto his hands and watch, he likes it when you go slow, so he can savour every second of watching his cock disappear into your mouth. He likes when you spend a long time teasing him first, with long slow licks up his length, tiny sucks to the tip before eventually you move further down. He likes when he can tell it's turning you on too, when your hand moves between your legs to pleasure yourself as you suck his cock. He'll drag you up to ride him slowly, watching you in the soft light with his hands on your hips.

I think I need a cold shower now.

[riddlersoupwrites]

Hiya!! Could you do headcanons on how the djolings would react to walking in on their girl covered in bruises/injured?

I'm assuming you mean because she's had an accident or something, so that's what I'm going with lol. Also I gave Keys' girlfriend a nickname, so now we have Pickle and Noodle.

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Gator comes home from work and there's no noise, which is the first red flag. Usually you're blasting your music while painting, house renovation was your idea of a day well spent, and Gator liked that you had such a clear vision of the home you wanted to live in. "Y'home sweet?" He shouts as he pulls off his coat, and throws down his keys.

"Yeah." Your reply comes from the kitchen, and he furrows his brows, and walks through the house. He stops when he gets to the doorway, and sees you sat on the kitchen floor, covered in paint, with a bag of frozen peas over your ankle.

"What happened mama?" He asks, crouching to your level, using two fingers to brush your hair off your shoulder.

"I was painting the ceiling-" you gesture upwards and he looks at the half sage-green, half white ceiling, and then back down to you. "And the stool broke, and I fell." You say, gesturing at the stool you'd been using to stand on haphazardly.

"...Okay.." Gator says, looking at the small stool on the floor. There's no way falling from that caused an injury bad enough to need frozen peas, unless- "N'was the stool on the floor, or the counter?" He sighs, looking at you.

You give him an embarrassed smile. "The counter." You say quietly, knowing that it was stupid in the first place, and he'd absolutely told you not to do that.

He nods as he bites his lip, now isn't the time, but he's desperate to say 'told you so.' "Broken or sprained y'think?"

"Broken." You reply, and he slides one arm around your back, the other under your knees.

"Alright, let's get ya to the hospital." He says, lifting you up, watching as you wince when your ankle moves. "Idiot." He adds, pressing a kiss into your hair as he carries you to the car.

When Keys rounds the corner of your shared apartment, and sees you sat on the couch with your head tipped back, and holding a bloody tissue to your nose, his stomach drops.

"What happened noodle?" He rushes forwards, watching as you lift your head to show a yellow and purple bruise around your eye.

You laugh self-deprecatingly and roll your eyes as he moves to the kitchen to get an ice pack, and holds it to your face as you tell him what happened.

"So, you know it's your birthday tomorrow. Obviously." You say, avoiding his eyes.

"Mhm." He nods as his eyebrows furrow, not taking his eyes off your bruise.

"So I bought you something, but it didn't come pre-assembled, so I had to build it." You continue, your eyes focusing anywhere but his face.

"...Okay." He says, lifting the ice pack to look before gently pressing it against your skin again.

"And I almost had it. I was holding half of it up with my foot while I screwed the other half together... But my foot slipped, and it hit me right here." You point at your eye.

Keys pauses his care and looks you in the eyes as you finally bring yours away from the wall and to meet his. "You know that I would've been fine building it." He muttered, brushing your hair back out of your face.

"I know, but I wanted to surprise you. Like I wanted you to go into your game room and it all be set up and perfect for you." You gestured to his gaming room and then crossed your arms.

He smiles softly, his eyes flicking over to the door and then back to you. "What'd you get me?"

"It's a surprise. I'll finish building it-"

"What'd you get me?" He asks, lowering his voice to that soft tone he knows always works on you.

You sigh and pout slightly. "Display case." You mutter, sinking into the couch as he rests his free hand on your thigh. "And Legos to build and put in it."

Keys smiles softly and presses a soft kiss to your forehead. "I love you." He hums before pulling back. "Let me finish the case, you can help with the Lego."

"Okay."

Kurt gets home after 1am, driving drunk party goers home, and when he gets to his bedroom and you're not there, he sighs. Not because he's annoyed you're still out on your night out. But because he just wanted a cuddle, his last passenger had been a handful, and he just wanted to collapse against you and sleep.

He pulls his phone out of his pocket and calls you, expecting to hear loud music and laughter on the other end, so when it's super quiet, and just your tipsy voice, the one that's all low and raspy and really gets him going, he's confused.

"Hey baby, where are you?" He asks, sitting down in his gaming chair and stretching out his legs.

You giggle on the other end and he smiles at the sound. "So, don't be mad at me." You start, and hit brows furrow. "But... I may have fallen off the curb, actually there's some dispute to whether I fell or was pushed-"

"Baby." He says, reminding you to stay on topic.

"Yeah?" You giggle, and he pinches the bridge of his nose, exhaling slowly. It's not that you annoy him when you're tipsy, it's just that you seem to develop short term memory loss.

"Where are you?" He asks, looping his keyring around his middle finger, tapping his keys on the desk.

"The hospital." You say, casually, like it's normal that you're sat in the emergency room waiting area.

He's up and back out of the house, in his car quicker than ever. "I'm coming to get you."

"Okay I love you." You say, he can hear the smile in your voice, just happy to be seeing him soon.

"I love you too." He says, hanging up the phone and turning his car back on, he smiles and shakes his head before setting off to the hospital.

When Travis comes to pick you up from the gym, the last thing he expects is to see, is your arm across the shoulders of your PT as he half carries you outside, with you limping at his side. He's out of the car and jogging over to scoop you up in his own arms, noticing the nasty looking purple bruise around your knee.

"Pickle, what happened?" He asks, nodding at your PT and carrying you to the car.

"I fell on the treadmill." You admit a little sheepishly.

"Is it the new sneakers? Did the laces come undone or something? I said you should've worn them for a walk or something before wearing them to the gym. Damn, Pickle. You think we need to go to the hospital?" He rambles as he sets you in the passenger seat and buckles you in.

"I'm fine." You wince as you shift in the seat.

"Liar. You just hate hospitals." He says, leaning his forearm on the roof of his car as he leans down to talk to you. "Let's get it checked out anyway."

You protest immediately. "It's fine, it'll be fine with just some peas or-" he shut the door halfway through your sentence, and you huffed.

You waited for him to round the bonnet and get in the driver's seat before you finished. "-Something."

He looks at you with a deadpan glare as he turned on the car.

"Were going to the hospital, pickle." He says softly, reversing out of his space. "I'll get you a McDonald's on the way home."

You huffed again, folding your arms over your chest.

"Only if you stop sulking with me though."

"Fine."

Steve bolts when he hears Dustin saying something about you being hurt, he runs until his lungs burn, skidding on the gravel and falling over himself as he reaches you, crawling over to you as you lie on the floor.

"Are- what- h-" He stutters over his words as his hands hover above the cut in your side, left by a Demogorgon claw.

"It's fine." You hiss, resting on your elbows, your hand clamped to your injured waist. Steve's already shedding his jacket, and pulling off his t-shirt to shred it.

"Don't move." He says, gently moving your hand away from the cut and wincing as he sees the full extent of the gash. "Okay." He inhales, leaning forward to press the fabric of his shredded shirt to your middle, wrapping it tightly and tying it off as your nails dig into his bicep.

"You're okay." He mutters, more to himself than to you, as if he's trying to convince himself that you're going to be okay for his sake. "You're gonna be fine- look at me." He says, cupping your face and turning your head towards him, his blood streaked thumb brushing your cheekbone.

"You're gonna be fine." He says, nodding until you copy him and then slides his arm underneath your knees, the other around your back.

"Steve, I can walk-" You protest, but he's already lifting you up against his chest, and mumbling how he's got to get you to the ER.

Baron comes home after visiting his mom, well, your home. He practically lives with you now anyway. He freezes when he gets to the bathroom and sees you cradling your arm in your hand as you move around with your headphones on.

When you turn and see him, you scream slightly, startled by his presence, and then bend down, cradling your arm.

He steps forward and takes your headphones off your ears for you.

"What's happening there, honey?" He asks, gesturing at your arm.

"Nothing, I'm fine. I fell." You say, wincing as he gently takes your wrist to move your hand. When he sees the purple and yellow bruise flowering over your forearm.

"Off what? The empire state? Honey that's broken." He says, turning your arm in his hand gently. "At least fractured."

"It's fine." You say, and his eyes flick up to yours.

"It's not, come on." He says, leading you out of the bathroom with a gentle hand on your shoulder. "What'd you fall off?"

"The side of the bath. I was trying to catch a spider."

"You're adorable."

[riddlersoupwrites]

joe’s characters and cockwarming? have u done this before if so i am so sorry 😭 maybe like cockwarming while cuddling or watching tv or something

I've never written anything about cockwarming before so I hope this is alright lol

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I see Gator enjoying this in the morning, like he wakes up hard because you've got your ass pressed against his crotch. His hand lazily moves from your hip to between your thighs, kissing the back of your neck as his fingers drag through your folds. He likes the sleepy little noises you make, and the way you moan softly. He rolls you over so you're facing him, hooking your leg over his hip so he can slide inside. He lets out a satisfied groan as his cock nestles inside you, he doesn't move, just traces his fingers over your back. You hum softly, pressing kisses against his jaw, feeling every twitch of his cock as it stays stationary inside you.

You bury your face into his neck as you listen to the sounds of the morning coming alive, the birds twittering, the horses snorting. His fingers tighten on your back with every minute movement you make, and you can feel his cock twitching more frequently. When you eventually roll your hips, just once, he flips you underneath him and fucks you with slow, deep thrusts until you're both panting and grasping at each other's sweat slick skin.

Keys can forget about everything when he's working from home. He forgets to eat, to drink water, just too busy locked in on his monitor, and fixing bugs in the game. He also forgets about you, but that's okay, because you can remind him by heading into his office in just his t-shirt, no underwear.

You pull his chair back and sit yourself down on his lap. "W- babe, I'm working?" He protests. You can hear his colleagues in his earphones as you shift your ass against his crotch, keeping your eyes on his as he tries to maintain composure.

"Keep working." You hum as you palm at his cock until it's hard, before sliding his pants off his hips and sitting yourself down on his cock.

His jaw tightens as he tries to stay quiet, his hands fly to your hips, fingers pressing into your skin as he shifts in the chair to accommodate you in his lap. You don't move. And he knows he's fucked up by ignoring you all day.

He tries to keep working while his cock sits inside you, so tight and warm around him, his fingers twitch on his keyboard, his colleagues are asking him what's wrong in his ear as he bites softly on your shoulder, trying not to moan.

He lasts five minutes, which is longer than you thought, but in his defence, you were starting to wiggle your hips. He ends his call and leans back in his chair as he guides your hips to circle slowly, just how he likes. His head falls back against the headrest and he moans softly as you fuck him slowly.

It's torture for Kurt, and he loves it every time.

He's lying on his floor mattress, watching you play your video game, he's not sure what made him hard, he just knows that he is.

"Babe." He nudges you, and you glance at him, and the obvious straining in his sweatpants.

"You're so horny, like all the time." You mutter, looking back at your game.

"Just touch it? Please? Just a little." He begs, in that whiny tone that he knows will grate on you just enough to where he gets what he wants.

"Kurt." You say, unconvincingly.

"Please?" He whines, reaching for your wrist.

That's how he ends up lying on his back, with you straddling him, and his cock nestled deeply inside you.

He's a whining, flushed mess after five minutes, his toes curling, fingers twisting into the sheets, begging you to move.

You shake your head, keeping your focus on your game, batting his hands away when he tries to touch you.

He's whimpering by ten minutes, his cock twitching, desperate for you to move, his hips squirm underneath yours. You look down and see his eyes squeezed shut, his lip quivering. You smile and shift your hips ever so slightly, and he's moaning, his hands flying to your hips to guide them.

He lasts less than two minutes. He makes it up to you.

You're lying on the sofa watching a movie when Travis squeezes himself in behind you. You feel the hard press of his cock against your ass instantly. His hand splays across your hip as he grinds himself against you softly.

"I'm watching this." You gesture at the TV.

"You've seen it before." He says as he presses kisses down your neck, his hand sliding underneath your shorts.

"Travis." You say, and he hums against your neck innocently as his fingers find your clit.

"Just wanna put it in, don't have to do anything." He grinds against you again, the pad of his middle finger tapping your clit.

You lift your hips and he grins, pulling your shorts down, then his boxers. His tip nudges your hole before he slides it inside with a satisfied groan.

He holds you against him, his arm slung over your waist, but he keeps his promise, he lets his cock rest inside you, he doesn't thrust, or move.

The stretch is distracting, especially when his hand slides underneath your top to rest on your breast. He doesn't roll your nipple between his fingers like usual, just cups it, and relaxes.

It's you that breaks first, pushing back against him and activating him like a sleeper agent. He lifts your thigh up and lazily thrusts into you as his face buries in your neck.

Steve comes to your house after work for his cuddles, it's a ritual at this point. He's spooning you in your bed, his hands keeping you tight against him as he relaxes.

You feel him getting harder, like you'd expected when you decided to just wear your underwear for when he got home.

"Wanna fuck you but I'm tired." He mumbles against the back of your neck when he grinds his hips against your ass.

"Shame." You tease, wiggling against him, he laughs softly, his hand wandering underneath your underwear, gathering your arousal before pushing a finger into you.

He moans at the feeling, tight, warm and wet. "Fuck, I gotta put-"

He's out of his boxers with his cock pushing into you slowly. He hums when he's fully seated inside of you, and closes his eyes, keeping you pressed against him.

"Steve?" You ask when he doesn't move, his thumb stroking the skin of your stomach.

"Hm?" He hums sleepily.

"You gonna move?" You ask, laughing breathily.

"Nah. Comfy."

"...okay." You shake your head slightly before settling back against him, letting his cock rest inside you as you cuddle.

"But you don't want me to actually-" Baron's confused, he was just minding his business, reading on the couch when you came and asked if you could sit on his cock.

"No like, I don't want to have sex, I just want to sit on it." You said, shrugging. "If that makes sense."

"It doesn't." He laughed softly, tilting his head as he looked at you. He watched you sigh, your expression dropping to disappointment. "Hey, no, I didn't say I wouldn't do it, I just don't get it."

He was only half-hard when you finally got him out of his boxers, but by the time you sat back against him, your pussy stretched around his cock, he was fully hard.

"...And you don't want me to move?" He asked, his voice strained from the feeling of you so tight around him.

You shook your head and turned on the TV, finding a show you liked and leaning back against him.

His jaw tensed with every time you shifted, his hand big and warm on your thigh as he tried to concentrate on his book, his hips twitching, desperate to thrust up into you, and feel more of you squeezing his cock.

He's so relieved when you finally roll your hips, he drops his book, his hand moving up to your breasts as you lean your head back against his shoulder, letting him fuck you as you played with your clit.

[riddlersoupwrites]

joe’s characters reactions to walking in on reader getting changed when they’re still only friends ..?

Ooooh yes, I've written like 4 of these today I'm back on my bullshit.

Masterlist

Incl: Gator, Keys, Kurt, Travis, Steve and Baron.

It would be on a Friday after work, you'd gone into the bigger bathroom to change into your outfit for meeting your friends for drinks. Nothing fancy, just swapping your blouse for a t-shirt, and your work pants for some jeans. You were in just your jeans and bra when Gator walked in. He froze, and you spun around to see him, instantly pulling your t-shirt up over your chest. "Uh- I-" he stuttered, head tilting back and staring up at the ceiling. You could see the way he was fighting off the urge to look at you again, and also the flush creeping up his neck. "You're-"

"Gator get out."

"Yep. Sorry." He kept his eyes on the ceiling as he fumbled for the door handle and left quickly.

You didn't talk about it for weeks, he avoided looking at you, and talking to you. Until you were in the evidence locker, filing away a report and he stormed in. "I can't stop thinking about you." He'd confess, he wouldn't tell you about all the times he'd pictured you in your underwear as he jerked off, but he would make it clear he wanted to see you in that context again.

Your roommate Keys always knocked or asked if you were there through the bathroom door before he came in. But he didn't know you were home, he thought you were still at work, because he'd come home early. He opened the door right onto you in only your underwear, no bra, no t-shirt, brushing your wet hair from the shower you'd just had. You dropped the brush into the sink, your hands coming up to cover your bare breasts. "Sorry! I didn't know you were home, fuck, sorry!" He'd stumble out with his hand over his eyes, slamming the bathroom door behind him. He didn't take his hand off his eyes until he was in his own room, the image of you topless burned into his mind. He couldn't see anything but that every time he looked at you from then on, and it did not help the huge crush he had on you anyway.

You'd invited Kurt over to join you on one of your streams, and while getting ready, you pulled off your hoodie, unfortunately, your t-shirt stuck to the inside of it, and you weren't wearing a bra. Kurt's eyes widened, fixed on your breasts as you fumbled to pull the top back down, his cock stood to attention immediately at the sight, and he grabbed one of your pillows to cover his lap as you finally managed to get the hoodie off and your t-shirt back down. Kurt swallowed thickly as he saw your flushed, embarrassed face when it appeared out of the hoodie. The sight only made his cock twitch.

"Um. Sorry." You said, turning away to hide your embarrassment, and clearing your throat. "You, um... You ready?" You asked, aimlessly moving things around on your desk. He shook his head.

"Ne-" his voice cracked. "Need a minute." He said finally, his voice too strained. When you glanced at him, you noticed the pillow in his lap that definitely wasn't there before you accidentally flashed him.

You thought Travis had left, and he had, but he'd gotten to his car and realised he'd left his headphones in his locker, and had come back to get them. He hadn't expected to open the door on you topless, changed into a pair of gym shorts and just your bra. You covered yourself with your t-shirt as he blinked and shook his head. "I uh, I left my.." he gestured at his locker, speechless for the first time in his life. His eyes slid back to you, he couldn't help it, and he pointed at the little tattoo on your hip. "Tattoo." He said, immediately shutting his eyes and shaking his head slightly, cursing himself for sounding like a toddler. "You're, um, it suits you." He said, blinking out of his trance and opening his locker.

"Thanks." You said warily, pulling your t-shirt on.

"Yeah, no worries. You're um, cute.. the tattoo. The tattoo is cute. Jesus Christ." He pinched the bridge of his nose as he slammed his locker shut and stuffed his headphones into his pocket. "Bye." He said before turning and striding out before he could say something stupid, like how perfect your tits were.

You hadn't noticed Steve standing in the doorway as you stared at yourself in the mirror, your shirt abandoned, and your fingers tracing over the scars left by the demobats that had attacked you. Ugly bite marks and scratches that had scarred, raised above your skin as they'd healed. It was only when Steve cleared his throat that you turned your head, seeing him leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. You weren't sure which part to cover, the scars across your stomach, or your breasts, only covered by your bra. You stuttered but no words came out as your arms crossed over your stomach, because Steve had seen you in a bikini before the scars, so those were what you chose to cover. His eyes dropped before coming back up, and pushing off the doorframe.

"What are y-" your breath hitched as he reached up and pulled off his own shirt, displaying matching demobat scars across his chest and stomach. You swallowed as he took your hand and pried it away from your own scars.

"You're still beautiful." He murmured, pressing your palm against the biggest scar on his stomach. Your eyes flicked up to find he was already looking at you, his gaze intense as he slid his hand up around the back of your neck, and he leaned down to kiss you.

One of the residents had spilled his food on your scrubs, and you were in the staff bathroom with your shirt off, scrubbing at the stain in the sink when the door opened, and Eda's ridiculously handsome son, Baron walked in. "Oh, oh I'm so sorry I didn't know-" he said, freezing in place as your eyes met his.

"It's, uh... It's fine." You said, holding the still dirty shirt up over your front and smiling awkwardly as a flush spread across your cheeks.

"Um, baking soda is supposed to be good for tomato stains." He said, gesturing at the red splodge on your shirt, while still avoiding direct eye contact.

You nodded, letting out a breathy, relieved laugh that he wasn't being awkward about it. "Yeah. Um.. thanks." You said, he nodded again and left the bathroom.

He was still there when you went to check on Eda later, who was sleeping, and you noticed two bunches of flowers. Baron stood, and grabbed one of them, holding them out to you. "Just to say, y'know... Thank you for taking care of her." He said, rubbing the back of his neck anxiously.

"Oh. Thank you, that's so sweet-"

"And I was-" he cleared his throat. "I was gonna ask if you were free this weekend." He said, before gesturing at the door, "I mean, I was gonna ask anyway before... Never mind."

"No I'm, I'm free." You smiled.

[riddlersoupwrites]

what do you think jkcu would be like with a partner who likes to playfully smack their butt when they walk past ?? or just whenever

I love this sm

Masterlist.

Incl: Gator, Keys, Kurt, Travis, Steve and Baron.

The first time you smack Gator's ass he whirls around and glares at you like, "the fuck are you doin'?" Because he's never had anyone do that to him before. He's absolutely gobsmacked when you say "what? You're walking around in them tight cargo pants and I can't appreciate your butt?" Like he genuinely doesn't know what to say, he can't fathom that you've just said those words to him. The next time you do it he turns and smacks your ass back, smiling slightly when you giggle. Over time it becomes a game, you smack his ass and run away, he drops whatever he's doing to chase you through the house until he gets you back. Often it ends up with him pinning you against the bed to get his own back.

It's a competition with Keys. There's a whiteboard on the kitchen wall where you tally how many times you've managed to catch each other through the week. You managed to get him fresh out the shower, he got you while you were cleaning. The loser buys the winner takeout at the end of the week.

Kurt gets shy when you outwardly show any appreciation for him or his body, so it becomes more of a challenge to see how flustered you can get him by smacking or squeezing his ass. Especially if he's filming something for his channel, and you just walk by and smack his ass and he forgets what he was saying and has to start over. He still doesn't know if he's got permission to do it back, even if you've told him repeatedly, so he doesn't do it often.

Nothing really phases Travis, I fear you could walk by him and stick your finger up his nose and he wouldn't even blink, the weirder you are, the better. So smacking his ass is just second nature. He'll turn and smack yours too if he's not occupied, and if he notices you haven't smacked it in a while, he'll go to you and ask if you hate him, or stand there staring at you until you do.

Steve strikes me as the kind of guy who'd stare at you and say, "uh, that's my job," and then smack yours back. He'd act offended every time you do it, "hey! Stop it," but he likes it really. He also loves when you put your hand in his back pocket when you're out in public.

Again, I feel like it's second nature to Baron, you'll smack his ass, he'll smack yours back. It's not even a talking point, just a given that it's something you do, as natural as hugs and kisses to him. He still smiles and says "hey!" when you catch him off guard though.