#kurt kunkle hcs

[collectivecloseness]

Kurt likes to suck your fingers agree or disagree

Kurt pops them into his mouth and then slobbers and sucks all over them so his own mouth is creating a loud vacuuming sound. His tongue laps between each and every finger he can get his greedy little paws on, and licks up your fingertips. He even tries to bite down on your nails if he gets distracted. Kurt slobbers all the way down your wrist, and moans and groans and pants as he makes the wettest licking sounds, and the dirtiest sucking noises. He laps his flat tongue over your palm, up and up and up again, and he bites at the fleshy side of your hand. Curling his tongue all around your fingers, wrapping it around them, and trying to suck them further in his mouth. He waggles his tongue all over your hand, wriggling it over every surface. Kurt just does anything he can. And half an hour later when he’s satisfied and he drops your hand, no he’s not, because he’s done with your hand and now he’s begging you for something else to put his mouth on/in his mouth. And he won’t stop using that still somehow wet tongue, to whine and beg and plead at you, until you let him satisfy his oral fixation on any other part of you. When bobbing his cheeks around you again, all while occasionally staring up at you with the fattest wettest neediest big brown puppy eyes in the world

Agree ✅

[starlightshadowsworld]

Keep seeing the Hc of Steve Harrington being a triplet.

With his brothers being Joe Kerry's other characters.

Kurt Knuckle from Spree and Walter "Keys" Mckeys from Free guy.

My take on the idea is that the boys are orphans.

Their parents were involved in a car accident and the boys were taken to and raised in an orphanage.

The Harringtons adopted Steve, they could've taken the other 2 boys but refused.

Keys managed to track down Steve and they've all kept in contact in secret.

Because the Harringtons did not approve of Steve talking about his brothers. As they didn't want anyone to know Steve wasn't biologically theirs.

Steve tried to send as much money as he could to his siblings, allowing them to run off from the orphanage and rent out a place.

He got caught by his father, didn't end well for him but he never told them where the money went.

Keys is a freelance coder and developer and Kurt is a taxi driver/stand up comedian.

They meet up as much as they can but with the upside down shit going down they stop seeing Steve so much.

They both miss him dearly.

And know something is up.

Because when they do see Steve he's always covered in injuries. Steve brushes them off, blaming it on sports but they worry about him.

Steve is the middle child.

Keys is the oldest and Kurt is the youngest.

Deep down they share Steve's protectiveness for those he cares about.

They find out about everything after Starcourt, as Keys had changed Steve's emergency contact to him.

Once Steve let it slip his parents never show up.

Both Keys and Kurt have been threatened against coming anywhere near Hawkins by the Harringtons.

But as soon as Keys is called the hospital that Steve was bought in critical condition, both speed their.

Literally, Kurt drove like a madman. And for once Keys didn't complain.

Both burst into Hawkins General and we're immediately on guard seeing the people in Steve's room.

"... Are you guys seeing this?" Asked Dustin, looking at the duo in confusion.

Kurt ignored him, pushing past everyone and making a beeline for Steve and holding onto his hand.

"He's alive..."

Keys let out a breathe he didn't realise he was holding. Running a hand through his hair.

"Get away from hi- what the hell?!"

Kurt, not fond of anyone trying to make him leave Steve's side had pulled a large butchers knife.

.. From somewhere.

"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME OR MY BROTHER AGAIN!"

Everyone began freaking out.

Minus Steve and Keys.

Keys just sighed, tiredly. He needed some coffee, and stat. "Kurt, put the knife away. You don't wanna get us kicked out do you?"

Suprisingly to everyone else it worked. Kurt put the knife away, pouting like a kid but didn't move to attack anyone.

"....Wait, brother? Steve has brothers?" Asked Robin.

"No we just happen to look exactly like him... yes we're his brothers. Im Keys, this is Kurt." Said Keys, sitting down on Steve's other side and running a hand through his hair.

"How come we didn't know about you?" Asked Dustin, curious.

"Pfft, we're a secret. No ones supposed to know we exist." Said Kurt "but Stevie bee got hurt so..." his smile fell instantly.

"So we're here" finished Keys.

It was that moment Steve began whimpering, pleading for help and that he worked for Scoops Ahoy.

Kurt whimpered, poking Steve's cheek "Stevie, steeevie wake up. Your having a bad dream."

"... Kurt?"

Kurt grinned, he changed moods so quickly it gave everyone else whiplash "the one and only. Mr Partypooper is here too."

He eeped as Keys shot him a deadpan look and swatted his head.

"Keys...kurt...what you.." Steve cut himself off by coughing, hiding his side in pain.

Both immediately stopped their antics, nothing but worry on their faces.

Steve was always the toughest of them all, the strongest and it hurt seeing their big little brother like this.

"It's okay" hummed Robin, managing to soothe Steve back to sleep.

Any distrust the brothers had of her vanished instantly at that.

Keys turned to them all, thoughtfully. "I heard this was from a fire... So do you mind telling me what really happened. Steve seems to like you all, so I'd hate to hurt you."

"But if your lying..." Said Kurt, in a sing song voice twirling his knife.

"It all started in 83"

[bruniciobrunaldo]

Hello, my name is Bruno, I'm 21 and I'm trying to get back on track with writing (also lost my old account) I'm thinking of using this account to express my love for all the fictional characters I love (not only Ash)

Either way, I write for different fandoms, being my thing writing for male readers and readers under the trans umbrella mostly

Who I write for

Slashers

Michael Myers (RZ's too)

Jason Vorhees

Freddy Krueger

Candyman

Leatherface (Bubba Sawyer)

Leatherface (Thomas Hewitt)

Chop Top Sawyer

Nubbins Sawyer

Pinhead

Billy Lenz

Ghostface (Billy Loomis, Stu Macher and Mickey Altieri)

Brahms Heelshire

Vincent Sinclair

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Pennywise (1991 and 2017)

Leslie Vernon

Josef (Creep)

Kurt Kunkle

Norman Bates

Martin (1977)

The Creeper (Creepers Jeepers)

Albert Shaw/The Grabber

Marvel

Steve Rogers/Captain America

Bucky Barnes

Bruce Banner

Loki

Mantis

Nebula

Peter Quill/Starlord

Scott Lang/Ant-man

Deadpool

Quicksilver (any)

Jack Russell

Steven Grant

Arthur Harrow

Khonshu

Peter Parker (any)

Doc Ock (Olivia or Otto)

Hobie Brown

Gwen Stacy

George Stacy

Miles Morales

Pavitr Prabhakar

The Spot

DC

(movie or series versions)

Bruce Wayne/Batman

Edward Nygma

Edward Nashton

Arthur Fleck

Joker (Ledger)

Oswald Cobblepot

Jonathan Crane

Abner Krill (Polka Dot-Man)

Harley Quinn

Barry Allen/Flash (movie only)

Ratcatcher 2

Rick Flag

Chris Smith/Peacemaker

Adrian Chase/Vigilante

Disney

Quasimodo

Judge Frollo

Dr. Facilier

Scar

Lottie LaBouf

Jim Hawkins

Madrigal family

Dead by Daylight

David King

Jeff Johanssen

Ace Visconti

Jane Romero

Kate Denson

Felix Richter

Mikaela Reid

Vittorio Toscano

The Trapper

The Nurse

The Doctor

The Huntress

The Legion

Oni

Trickster

Skull Merchant

Other characters

Ash Williams

Carrie White

Dewey Riley

Robert Van Helsing

Coach Boomer

Jareth The Goblin King

Willy Wonka (Chalamet's)

Renfield

Dracula

The Janitor (Willy's Wonderland)

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Jonathan Byers

Dewey Finn

Beetlejuice (Keaton's)

Hellboy

Abe Sapiens

Prince Nuada

Oc

Mostly for nsfw purposes (mainly monsters)

Yes!

One-shots

Hcs

Drabbles

Nsfw

Freaky nsfw (the monsterfucker kind)

Gore

No!

Long fics

Omegaverse

Scat/Puke

[steddie-luvr]

kurt’s basically a cam boy at this point, fucking himself silly everyday on those websites. jerking off, fingering himself open, riding his favorite dildo; whatever the case.

which is why he’s currently getting plowed from behind by a fuck machine while sloppily deep throating another one of his favorite dildos. he’s thrusting himself back onto the toy to meet it in the middle. he’s being jostled forwards n backwards by the force and speed of the toy.

his eyes keep fluttering shut, trying to keep eye contact with the camera lens on his desk. spit is dripping down his chin, onto the floor, down the silicone shaft and his wrists. chime after chime after chime is heard from the laptop, viewers spending god knows how much on the scene in front of them.

kurt moves back slightly so the toy can fuck deeper into him. the toy impales his prostate oh-so-well and his mouth drops open around the other toy in his mouth,,, “ahh — fuuck, deep. so deep” he takes the toy out of his mouth and sort of throws it beside him, his chest laying flat on the ground.

the side of his face pressed to the floor, staring intently at the camera. he’s thrusting his ass back so hard onto the machine,,, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me —” . he reaches around to spread his cheeks wider, giving the toy easier access, eager to getting his hole fucked more n more.

“love being split open on your cock, my favorite feeling. feels so good, ahh — shit, so good.” he reaches back next to him for the forgotten toy, holding it with one hand and kitten licking the head.

“mmh, love being filled. fill me up, please, pleaseplease” chimes keep coming one after another from the laptop, which connect to the machine, making it move faster n faster with each chime that sounds. kurt’s eyes roll back into his skull, mouth dropping open.

he whines high in his throat, tiny “ah, ah, ah”’s sounding in-between the whines.

“ahh, fuuck. need’a cum, need’a cum. wanna be a good boy, though. your good boy, please lemme cum, please” his eyes focus back onto the camera lens. a robotic voice sounds from the laptop,,,

“be a good boy and cum for me, baby” kurt smiles dopily, face flushed n fucked out, eyes droopy n glossy. his mouth drops open again, using his tired muscles to fuck himself back into the toy for the last few times. after four thrusts, he slams back onto the toy.

clenching hard, back arching like a pornstar, eyes rolling back into his head, thighs quivering and flexing. he lets out a loud, pathetic whine and cums n cums n cums n cums. his dick hanging heavy between his legs and spurts n spurts n spurts below him.

“ahh — ‘m cumming, ‘m cumming. shiiit” the machine is still steadily fucking into him, letting him ride out his orgasm. he pulls himself off with a whimper when the overstimulation becomes too much. he’s still face down ass up, hole clenching around nothing. he’s panting, mouth agape.

he awkwardly smiles and lifts a peace sign up to the camera,,, “kurtsworld96 cum counter is now a 5” he sits up on his knees and reaches for the forgotten dildo beside him. he kisses it a few times, teasing the camera. “whadd’ya wanna see next?”

[steddiehickeys]

Now hear me out, reader is friends with kurt and so they watch his streams and just chill there talking to him (they're literally the only viewer ) and one day kurt us jerking off thinking about the reader and it's on stream because he missed the stop button, or generally anything with kurt jerking off thinking about the reader does the job for me so yeah

pairing: kurt kunkle x gn! reader

tags: SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI, kurt being weird, exhibitionism (jerking off on live), reader kinda liking it

a/n: i like to think kurt’s wayyyy pervy. like if you were to call him out on it he would say he missed the stop button, but he fully did it on purpose. he knew he would have one set of eyes on him.

also i did not proofread this fyi

“well guys! i think it’s time for me to you know, log off for the night. don’t forget to subscribe and share this stream if you enjoyed! later kurties”

you knew you were the only one watching as he threw up his signature peace sign

cya kurt you lazily type onto your phone as you wait to see the big “STREAM ENDED” pop up on your screen, but no?

all you see on your screen is what looks like kurt’s ceiling. you’re about to close out the app before you turn your volume up to see if your ears are deceiving you.

moaning?

“yeahhh…y/n…j-just like that…”

you audibly chuckle to yourself while feeling yourself to grow embarrassingly turned on from this. was he really jerking off on live? thinking about YOU?

i mean, he definitely knows what you look like. you have dozens of pictures posted; he even took the liberty of liking some from four years ago, how sweet.

“you’re my biggest f-fan, aren’t you?” he asks no one as you continue to listen to the rapid sound of wet skin slapping.

little do you know, he knows you’re there. he wasn’t asking no one, he was asking you

he’s not even moaning anymore, he’s whining.

his whines get closer together and you can tell he’s about to cum.

with a final whine of your name leaving his lips, he’s cumming all over his stomach and black sweatpants.

feeling embarrassed for staying to listen to that, and for how hot and bothered you’re suddenly feeling, you decide to quickly close the app and get ready for bed.

the next morning you’re surprised to see the notification on your lockcreen from the streaming app.

New Direct Message from KurtsWorld96!

your heart speeds up a little bit as you slowly unlock your phone and open up the message. your eyes widen as 5 words sit on your screen.

did u enjoy the show?

-

ok wait why did i kinda love this jddjjdjdjjdjd

[acciojaeyun]

day 1: somnophilia (kurt kunkle)

pairing: kurt kunkle x fem!reader warnings: non-consensual, 18+, dark themes, masturbation, oral (f receiving), fingering, perv!kurt, reader is uploading masturbation videos on ph, masturbation (m), marking

a/n: phew, i got carried away!

When Kurt stumbled upon her PornHub account, he had to remember when he had seen her. Not the persona she had to muster in front of the camera tilted in such a way anyone who watches her video would get a glimpse of her in such intimate personal view — the real her.

Now, Kurt might’ve taken a huge amount of his Spree trying to remember who she was and when and where he did exactly meet her, zoning out and driving silently instead of chatting up with the passengers for content; that was, until, when Facebook notified for a new memory to look back into, that’s when he remembered she was the Y/N Y/L/N. The only woman whose ground Kurt worshipped incessantly.

And it took not days, weeks, but months of stalling before finally having the confidence to message her on her account. Kurt might have spent half of his Spree savings on Y/N, sending her donations and whatnot, and while it gave him the satisfaction of seeing her smile in front of the camera as she mentions his pen name, it wasn’t the same as feeling the real thing now.

After a couple of messages here and there, the man had finally made a connection with the girl; with sensitive details being divulged as how she takes sleeping pills because she has a hard time sleeping on a Sunday night before her retail work in the morning.

It was in the same conversation when Kurt finally coaxed her address out of her, promising her that he’d meet them at 8 o'clock on Sunday – leaving an important detail, the exact time when he'd be exactly meeting her.

Y/N waited for confirmation on Kurt's end, even though she promised herself not to get too attached to the mystery man behind the donations she receives whenever she goes live. Hence, she fell asleep after having her pills five minutes before eight in the evening.

It's been five minutes since Kurt started staring at her figure immersed in deep slumber.

"C-could just take you right here, yeah?" Kurt whispered most likely to himself. Retrieving his phone from his back pocket, he turned his phone into silent mode before walking towards her figure sprawled out on the bed.

Kurt ran the back of his hands across her cheek, tucking her hair behind her ear so gently, in the hopes of not waking her up. "Y-you look so fucking pretty like that, i-it's not fucking fair," Kurt groaned, feeling his erection strain across his dark grey joggers.

With the lights of the room turned off, he turned on the flash of his phone, and for a split moment, he thought of taking a photo of you in your vulnerable state.

That is for another day.

He practically jumped on her sleeping figure, not even caring about the way that she could eventually wake up had he been a bit more careless about the whole ordeal.

But Kurt was more than careful, in fact, he could care less. He held her jaw in his hands, manoeuvring her face so that it was facing him with cheeks puffed out by the pressure of his hands gripping both sides of her face.

For the first time in his life, Kurt had been so quiet. It was like taking an examination that was worth his life, he committed the frail time in taking in her appearance, memorising parts of her which he'd be much more familiarised with in the long run.

He pushed his thumb inside her mouth, reeling in the feeling of her thick tongue on the pad of his thumb. Kurt, groaning at the sensation, adjusted his position, placing his crotch right above her cunt as he started to grind while his thumb moved inside her mouth.

Holy fuck, you're a heavy sleeper, Kurt thought to himself.

Pushing himself above her figure in slumber, he pushed her nightgown until her collarbones, exposing her body right before him. And it took all of Kurt's willpower not to grab his dick and mercilessly pound himself into you.

"I-it's as if you knew that I was visit - going to fuck - going to make love to you so hard," he moaned before looking at her face. Kurt leaned forward, licking the expanse of her temples down to her cheeks, groaning at the taste of her body and sweat that has started to form.

It was as if your body was reacting to whatever he was doing.

"You taste so good," he moaned, before licking down to her jaw, down to her neck, before situating himself on her breasts. Biting down on the crevice between her breasts, Kurt was determined to at least mark her, she wouldn't mind, he'd convince himself.

And that was all it took before Kurt decided to litter her torso with hickeys, varying in dark blue and purple after its fresh magenta hue. His hands grabbed Y/N's left breast, his hand slowly kneading and squeezing, and as he had grown accustomed to it, Kurt squeezed her nipple, hard, and slapped the side of her boob.

His mouth attached to her right, tongue swirling and teeth biting down on the sore, hardened nipple. His hips grinding on her crotch, Kurt detached his mouth from her breast, gasping for air, before switching his ordeal. His right hand, which was primarily unoccupied, was now fondling her pillowy breast.

His left hand travelled down, and with his mind complaining how her nighttime thong had been nothing but a restraint between his clothed cock and her pussy, he pulled down the thong just a bit, and oh, fuck, she was fucking wet.

Kurt wasted no time, plunging his fingers inside her, he almost whined at how her body seemed to react to his intrusion. Cunt easily letting his long fingers slide inside, and its walls tightening just right around him.

"God, baby," Kurt groaned loudly, and he was sure he was close to coming at the feeling of her. He looked down in disbelief, he was finger-fucking her. At the thought, he immediately plunged in another finger, and what has been two fingers became three, and now it was four.

The lad chuckled, "Could fit my whole fist in here and you'd still be in your slumber, huh, babe?"

He hoisted himself down whilst his fingers were still in her dripping hole, and Kurt didn't waste time latching his mouth on her cunt. Kurt smirked at how her body involuntarily jerked, a reaction he was hoping he could witness.

The pace of his fingers and mouth quickened, with his fingers curling into her, and his teeth occasionally biting her labia. Kurt was almost in a lustful haze, he was grinding on the expanse of the bed, and as he felt her walls tighten more, he knew, she was close.

He expanded his fingers, widely scissoring her and he bit his lip, looking at how her thighs were practically shaking, "Fuck, yes, tighten yourself around me, are you gonna come now, baby?"

"Yes, you are, you're going to fucking come," he laughed in disbelief, on how it was easy making her fall apart, and he halted his hips, knowing full well that it wasn't his pants on which he wanted to come, it was her.

And he gasped as she did come, in such a heavy amount, at that. He gaped, at the warm liquid crippling on his fingers, and he had to remind himself to push his fingers out, a string of cum following his fingers. Then, pushing his fingers inside his mouth, he almost cried at her taste, it was addicting.

Momentarily lost at the taste that she exuded, Kurt's thoughts were halted as he felt her slightly move in her slumber, making Kurt freeze. He then pushed himself up, knees knelt beside each of her legs, and he slightly pulled down his trousers mid-thigh before wrapping his hands around his member in such haste, and he immediately found the rhythm towards his orgasm.

He pumped himself harshly, thumb running across his slit every once in a while, he gathered some of her releases and wrapped it around his shaft, making her cum makeshift lubrication to replace the one your pussy has when he finally pushes his dick inside you soon.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, bloody - shit, gonna come,"

It was pathetic. How easy he is to fall apart just by fingering her, kissing her, and marking her, as her consciousness waved off in sleep.

He tugged on his throbbing cock, and sooner enough, without him even registering at first, he was coming - hard. Harder than she ever did. He aimed his cum to be released on her stomach, then to her thighs, and just atop her pussy.

Kurt thinks she had pills, anyway.

After coming, his finger stroked down your stomach, tracing with his fingers soaked in his cum, his initial.

Y/N was Kurt's.

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kurt taglist: @nega-omega

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[love-toxin]

Omg do you have any little Kurt hcs?

☆ if you ride with him in his spree often, the front seat is reserved for you! he makes it comfy with a little pillow and puts drinks and even a little box of snacks under the seat that you like for when you join him, and nobody sits there no matter how much they tip.

☆ you also ride for free! even if he's giving his dad a ride too, he always makes him pay but never lets you, even if you offer. he'll even cancel rides he's accepted just to drive all the way across town to pick you up if you ask him to, but he won't admit he was in the middle of a drive because he doesn't want you to worry--and even moreso because he doesn't want to deter you from asking in the future.

☆ and if riders make you uncomfortable, they're gone. any kind of harmless flirtation Kurt will shut down right away with a hand on your thigh and a sharp comment, but if they ignore that or straight up harass you or make unwarranted comments, Kurt will kick them out even if he's on the highway or in the middle of nowhere. and if they refuse, well...that's what his gun's for, no?

[berrymoos]

kurt kunkle is an age regressor and if someone would’ve been there for him he wouldn’t be a literal murderer and i stand by that. (i am definitely joking)

okay im trying to answer asks in order but this one just. caught my eye bc i think ive seen like, ONE other user make a kurt kunkle agere fic??? i can't remember their user for the life of me 💔

& genuinely, anon? ik you're joking, but at the same time ... you're not exactly wrong HSKFHSKFJ

like iirc - ive only seen a bit of the movie for myself & then the kill count video deadmeat posted - the whole reason kurt went on that spree (pun intended) was bc he wanted to be internet famous but nothing was working!!! he was literally just a normal guy until that thirst for fame on the internet got to his head!! seriously if somebody just took his phone, threw it across the room, & gave him a hug he'd simply melt. if somebody had been there to tell him that his worth is not defined by the number of views & likes he gets, he'd simply be a little guy!!

on that note kurt is deff an ipad kid BAHAJSK sticky & cracked screen despite the screen protector, absolute horrendous posture, the whole getup. his caregiver has to drag him outside to do something other than break his spine watching gameplays of fortnite 😵‍💫

(once again anon ik ur joking but at the same time it's 3am so. mh)

[mehidktbh]

Showering with Kurt HC

Pairing: Kurt Kunkle x Fem!Reader

Warning 18+: Sex mentioned, smut/NSFW, suggestive themes, mentions insecurities with the reader, Kurt being a perv, the reader is hot and Kurt is hot

A/N: This is my first time writing for Kurt, hopefully, he’s not out of character 😭 So scared over how this turned out, don’t know how I feel about it. But oh well.

SFW

- Kurt probably tells you he washes his hair like every 2-3 days. But in reality he’ll totally forget that he even has hair and never washes it. Which is why you’ll always see dry shampoo spray bottles all over his bedroom.

- He tries his best to appeal to his Spree customers (victims) and you. For example, if you ever go out on a date, he’d spray his hair like crazy with shampoo.

- But Kurt can also just not do any of that, for example in the movie how his hair is oily or whatever. There are times when Kurt doesn’t care and he’d rather skip it. He feels more comfortable and confident around you, so going out with you makes me feel like he doesn’t need to do that.

- Kurt would also accept any request for him to join you in the shower. The thought of him being so close to you in the shower, naked bodies and all. He’d die trying to get in there.

- So the only way to get him to shower is if you do it with him. Or if you are not comfortable, treating him like a child and telling him he’ll get a “special” reward if he does. Which he falls for every time

- You will expect Kurt to let you handle all the washing, for example. He’ll make you rub his back, stomach, face and just everywhere on him. He doesn’t mind what body/hair products you use, he’s happy if you happy. So you could make him use girl products and he’ll be fine. Smelling like you every day all day is a dream come true.

- He’d also clean you too. What’s the point of a boyfriend if they don’t return the love you give them. He’s nervous at first but eventually he comes around to it and soon enough he’s your professional massager.

- Kurt would also be super playful too, he’d totally splash water at you from time to time. Or drop the soap just for you to pick it up. Just don’t turn around.

- Kurt gets it if you are insecure too about your body, he respects your opinion and boundaries. If you ever feel uncomfortable or he’ll notice you sadly standing in the corner. He’s more than happy to get out, a man of his word.

NSFW

- What’s showering without Kurt’s horniess.

- Going back to Kurt washing you, there are times when you are so relaxed and focused on how Kurt is washing you. You don’t know that his hands are rubbing up and down your thighs. Or he’ll make a whole point on why you should let him clean your breasts. Which instead turns into him teasing you.

- He’s a little clumsy in the shower too, probably not the best place to fuck. But Kurt’s too impatient to get out, and he’d rather you hold onto him for dear life.

- Talking about insecurities, Kurt would love to shower you with his affection and love. He’d spend hours showing you how beautiful you are. So he can be a very lovely Dovey, groping you and squeezing your skin. Hickeys everywhere, all over your things to your neck. You come out not walking than before.

- Hopefully, when you do take a shower with him there’s no one around. Either his parents or your parents, any friends or guardians are going to hear. Kurt’s a moaner and there’s no denying it, he whimpers and can’t seem to quiet down when you tell him to. So if you live alone, it’s a plus for Kurt. Knowing how noise can easily bounce off the walls makes him stress less. (Not that he minds)

[collectivecloseness]

In quick hc, how do you think Kurt Kunkle kisses?

Sloppy as all hell

Like at first he is so anxious and frozen about touching you and stuff, but during his first kiss with you he is not able to stop all his drool. He’s not even thinking about it, because all he’s thinking is ‘oh my god I’m kissing them. They’re kissing me, we’re kissing!!!’

He tries very hard, bless him, because he is super eager. But sometimes that can be a little much. You will pull back, both of you breathing hot and heavy, because Kurt would rather suffocate then come up for air, and there is a string of his spit still attached to both your lips. You’ll have to swallow some of his slobber adding up in your mouth and down your throat, to get through the kiss.

Also, when he first remembers about tongue, when coherent thought can actually hit him about kissing you, his tongue is going wild trying to explore you. Maybe you’re his first kiss, or his first kiss in a long while. Kurts just trying to explore as much of you as possible. Taste you. Make you feel good. He also thinks jamming his tongue as far in as it can go is a good thing. (Well, it is, but not for your mouth).

But hey, if you like overeager, frenzied, sloppy kisses, then his will immediately start sinking that delightful weight in your stomach.

Kurt just wants to surround you in his kisses. He absolutely wants to eat your face up. He is sucking on your tongue. He is licking all up and over on the inside of your mouth. He is trying to taste you so so so badly. You’ll have his spit on your chin, the corners of your mouth/cheeks, and in that space below your nose, with him trying to kiss your mouth.

But it can definitely be sexy, if you’re into that.

You might have to give him some kissing lessons, at least just like, more casual ones, and he gets that, he can get overexcited about you still, but you tell him you still like that about him. And to his credit he does get better at kissing! ...But Kurt also reallyyyy likes seeing you covered in his slobber.

[starlightshadowsworld]

Keys and later Steve needing to wear glasses.

So Kurt gets a pair of sunglasses that he doodles eyes onto so he isn't left out.

[steddiehickeys]

Kurt has a mommy kink and a praise kink. Change my mind

that’s a fact that i’ll go to my grave saying

but like mdjsjejxjskkskdkd you know this man has never felt the touch of a woman so he’d be listening to anything you tell him wjth wide eyes and excitement the entire time

AND WHIMPERING WHENEVER YOU PRAISE HIM NDJJSJDJDJDJJSJDJFJSH

[slowdiived]

You asked for Kurt requests! so how about (some hc or fic whichever you prefer) Kurt with an s/o that is constantly praising him and giving him attention for things he does to help? Like even if it's not anything *super* helpful they'll still give him plentiful praise for being such a helpful good boy. Bonus points if Kurt becomes addicted to this kind of approval from them and reader figures out hes only fishing for compliments. Thanks love! >:3

YES PRAISE KINK KURT IS MY FAVORITE

he’s a star! 🌟 (kurt kunkle x fem reader)

cannon to my other stories :) smut mentions (boob sucking) but that’s about it for warnings💙

kurt came over and insisted that he could help take you to get your laptop fixed. you had went to open your macbook and of course, it didn’t turn on. you were pissed, this thing was so wishy washy most days but you relied on it heavily for vlogs and videos. he reassured you multiple times that he was fine with editing all the videos but it made you upset that he had to do all the work on his own.

you just didn’t have the right amount of time to go to the apple store and of course, who wants to go to the apple store? that was purgatory. it always feels like your brain is overloaded and melting once you stand there for five minutes. you explained that to kurt over the phone on the morning of your day off. he was quick to rush over to pick you up.

“hey,” you gave him a kiss on the cheek as he came in through the door. “give me like ten minutes before we leave, i have to finish getting ready.”

“that’s more than o-okay!” he said with a forgiving grin.

you run to your room and finish fixing up your hair, trying to do something with the lifelessness of it. once you were satisfied with it being in a low ponytail, you got your shoes on. the high top converse complimented your brown cargo pants and baggy red t-shirt. you smile at yourself and then run to the bathroom that was across the hall. once you got in there you noticed that you roommate’s cat had tipped over the bag of cat litter that sat next to it’s box.

“fuck dude!” you yelled, grabbing the cat and putting it in your roommate’s empty room.

you were pissed since you had to get to the appointment for your macbook in forty minutes. kurt ran over to make sure you were okay.

“i can clean that up for you,” he said as stress ran through your face. “where’s your broom?”

“no, i got it,” you started walking out of the bathroom until he catches your waist.

“no i’m serious,” he smiled. “i want to help my girl.”

you started blushing and rolled your eyes. a smile couldn’t escape your face.

“okay fine,” you point to the hallway closet. “it’s in there.”

he ran over to grab it and ran back to the bathroom. you sit on the toilet lid and watch him as he cleans up. he was pretty fast, scooping and sweeping it into the dustpan, then dumping it back in the bag.

“you are so helpful baby,” you say, your voice sweet and smooth. “you’re a fast cleaner.”

he perks up as he gets the last of it into the dust pan.

“yeah, my mom makes me clean a lot for her,” he set the bag up in a corner where the cat couldn’t push it over again. “i also clean my room everyday, i just like cleaning things.”

he washes his hands that were covered in litter and you let the cat back in. she meowed at you and rubbed against your leg. you gave her a few little pets, careful not to spoil her since you were still pissed at her.

“princess, do that again and i will never give you any catnip again,” you quietly mumble to her.

kurt giggled at you and shut the light off in the bathroom.

“are you ready to r-rock and roll?” he pulled his keys out and flicked them around his finger.

you rolled your eyes at the stupid saying and then walked towards the door. you went to open it but turned around to face kurt, placing your tote bag on the ground for a moment. you hug him, your hands wrapping around his waist in a tight hug. he full embraces it, his arms around your shoulders.

“you are too good to me,” you giggled into his chest. “thank you.”

“of course,” he pulls away and you give him a quick peck to his jaw.

-

the apple employee told you it would be a few hours until they could return the macbook so kurt took you around some stores. you guys had gotten something to eat and were ready to walk into target. you had a coffee in your hands and you both were walking up to the doors. before you knew it, a car whizzes by you super fast. it was super close to hitting you and you drop your coffee out of panic.

the liquid splashed back onto your pants and drenched your shoes. kurt had a grip on your waist from yanking you away from the car.

“today is just not my day.” you sighed, pissed off that your pants and shoes are now wet and smell like coffee.

he walked you to the main entrance that was out of the street.

“let’s get you a new pair of pants and shoes,” he said, his hand now wrapping on the back of your neck, his thumb on your jaw.

“i don’t think i have enough money to do that,” you sighed. “i’m gonna have to pay for my computer and stuff-“

“no, it’s on me (y/n),” he smiled, pulling your hand to go inside.

“no way,” you ran up to catch him as he lead you inside. “i can’t let you do that.”

he giggled.

“i will do anything for you, i promise it’s fine.”

he squeezed your hand to reassure you and your heart fluttered. you guys walked until you could find the women’s clothes and you went through the jeans. he held onto you, his arms snaking around the back of your waist. his hands pressed into your stomach and his head rested against your shoulder. he gave input on certain jeans that you pulled out, finally picking a pair of baggy ripped ones.

he was excited to buy you something. he hadn’t really spent his money on anything other than food for you. he wanted to shower you with gifts and love and help. he would do anything for you, he was dying to do anything for you. he loved the feeling of his chest whenever you told him ‘thank you’ or just praised him. he just never gets told thank you or shown any appreciation and when you show it, it fuels him.

you had picked out a pair of knock off slip on vans and headed to the self checkout. you scanned the items and kurt pulled out his card.

“thank you again baby,” you held onto his bicep. “you are such a good boyfriend.”

god! he could take you and fuck you on this register just for the beautiful words you play for his ears.

“i just like seeing you happy,” he put the receipt in his pocket. “i want to make you proud of me.”

“i am proud of you,” you gave him soft puppy eyes, your cheeks red. “i’ll always be proud of you.”

after that, you got changed and you guys went back to the car. you weren’t interested in most of the stores since you were tired and wanted to just get your computer and go have a lazy day at home.

kurt kept leaning over to the passenger seat to give you little kisses on your shoulder or your temple, making you giggle.

“you are needy today,” you placed a hand on his thigh. “a good needy boy.”

you laughed but his breath hitched. he smiled wide and bit his lip.

“i like when y-you call me that,” he said with a tone that warmed your entire body, just so sweet and innocent. “i want to be your g-good boy.”

you grabbed both sides of his face, leaning i’ve the center console.

“always.”

you kissed him after your reassurance, his hands set on your neck. you pull away to your phone ringing, your hand shooting to your back pocket and pulling it out. the apple store was calling.

“hello?” you answer shyly.

kurt watched you, studying your face and your eyes. he could get lost in them forever, drift away in the feelings and further explore. he loved the way your nose scrunched up when you said certain words or the way you nervously take your lip between your teeth. he couldn’t even focus on your words, just how much he cared about you.

you hung up the phone and his eyes were still love drunk on you.

“so they are keeping my computer overnight,” you said in a frustrated tone. “so we can just go back home and lay in bed or something.”

he heard your words but he just still kept his eyes on you.

“earth to kurt?” you laugh.

“what?” he grinned.

“let’s get home.”

he obliged and you guys set off. if kurt wasn’t here, you’d probably just be crying over how overwhelmed all the minor inconveniences felt today. you still felt exhausted as it was only two pm but having kurt next to you settled your nerves. you still felt like being quiet and you stared out the window and held kurt’s free hand.

once you got home, you guys ran to your room and shut the door. you fell back on your bed with a huge sigh.

“today sucked,” you mumbled out. “i just want to lay here forever.”

kurt leaned over you, his legs between yours.

“let me make you feel better,” he smiled, kissing you deeply.

you guys go at it for a moment but he pulls away, getting up. he goes to the shoes and pants you threw on the floor, picking them up and soon disappearing from the room. you sit up, confused to what he is doing.

you shrug it off and you get back up to take off the new jeans you bought to put on a pair of comfortable shorts. after you had kicked off your shoes, kurt comes back and you hear the washing machine starting.

“did you put my stuff in the washer?” you asked with a giant smile.

“of course!” he shut the door behind him.

you start taking off your pants and putting on the shorts. he sat on the bed and took off his shirt. he had finally gotten comfortable to be shirtless when you guys hung out. you loved it, kissing his stomach or his chest constantly.

you crawl up next to him and kissed the back of his shoulder. he smiled and turned to face you.

“c’mere,” he gestures with the motion of his head to his lap.

you sit on him and he starts pulling you close, kissing your neck slowly. it turned you on and was ticklish. he went down to your exposed collar bone and you let out little whimpers.

he soon tugs at your shirt and you pull it off, placing it next to you on the bed. he kisses all over your chest, then over the top of your breasts, making your whimpers turn into moans. he then gestures for you to lay on your back and you follow his instructions.

he starts kissing you all over, your stomach to your thighs, your arms and hands. he went all the way to your ankles. you giggled at how happy and sensitive it made you all feel.

“do you feel better?” he asks, a large grin plastered on him.

“you make me feel amazing,” you say, propping yourself on your elbows.

he smiles and starts kissing your chest area again only to pull your boobs out of your bra. you moan at the contact of his hand, every touch making your burn with lust.

he gently kisses your breasts, giving them equal attention. he then takes a nipple into his mouth and sucks gently. you throw your head back and grab a fist full of his slightly greasy hair.

“you are doing so good baby,” you moaned out, making sure he knew you were excited by his actions. “such a helpful good boy.”

that ignited a fire in him and he was determined to make you feel as good as you made him feel.

[friday-the-400th]

okkkk kurt kunkle dating hcs that no one asked for... i just felt like ittttt mostly based around male or gn sorry women

-greasy hair. unless you propose a bath where you wash his hair, then its fluff time. despite being a murderer, he still likes affection. like a puppy. he even looks like a dog. greasy. like a dog. when he met you it was love at first sight. assuming you like murder and have been a long time fan of him, you and him just clicked. like ctrl+shift. and yes, you get free rides.front seat only, no exceptions. and he has the console (box between the front seats) stuffed with snacks and stuff. and a phone cord you both share. but one extra just in case.

-dog boy here would be honored to have you mention him on a post. just @ kurtsworld96 and youve got a new best friend. but say you get closer. hes gonna be super sweet you, and only you. hes more chill with injuries than other slashers, so he’ll just be like: “hey, you good? you...uh, does that..hurt or anything? like we can go to the pharmacy or something...i have pain killers at home, we go home and get it.” hes sweet, hes really trying, i swear. i also swear hed never hurt you (not on purpose)

-when he said “a follow for a follow” he wasn't kidding. this means he likes every picture or video you post on any site or app, yes he did take your phone, but only to see your accounts and follow them. no other reason. he trusts you, dont worry. if you cheat hed kill them not you, (i think hed assume you just need more attention. BUT DONT CHEAT YOU ASSHOLE) hes so sweet why would you even?

-yes he lets you use his phone, and his gaming stuff and his phone and his everything. yes he lets you post videos on channel since he already introduced you to them on a few occasions. but you share everything because he trusts you and you trust him. he didn't kidnap you, you went to his place willingly, you guys are best friends and partners cmon. an yes hes sharing those shoes he reviewed that one time. this is trust pact so that means hes allowed to use your phone an wear your clothes and if you have a gaming thing (like a switch or ds or ps whatever) then he gets to use it to. its an unsaid rule you both agree to, shut up.

-the bottom line is, he loves you trusts you and hopes you trust and love him to. sweet dog boy.

[nofoundboy]

HELLO THERE 👀

Masterlist

Ao3

(in ao3 I just work with my ships)

First:

I write only for male/nonbinary/gender non conforming readers. Transfem readers are welcome too if they want representation.

All the hcs and imagines and stuff are female and as a trans dude myself, I want to write for the ones who struggle to find things with male/gn pronouns.

If you're female I can't stop you to interact here but please, don't be disrespectful. This profile is a safe space for all the LGBTIQ+

Requests are: OPEN

Current Requests: 5

Kiss Prompt thing

Who I write for:

Slashers

Jason Vorhees

Brahms Heelshire

Vincent Sinclair

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Michael Myers

RZ Michael Myers

Bubba Sawyer

Chop Top Sawyer

Nubbins Sawyer

Thomas Hewitt

Billy Lenz

Poly Ghostface (Billy and Stu)

Mickey Altieri

Daniel Robitaille (Candyman)

Jesse Chromeans (Chromeskull)

Leslie Vernon

Billy Chapman

Kurt Kunkle

Josef (Creep)

Pennywise (2017 version)

Norman Bates

Tiffany Valentine

Carrie White

Martin (1977)

Ash Williams (I know he's not an slasher stfu)

Star Wars

Obi-wan Kenobi

Luke Skywalker

Han Solo

Leia Organa

Lando Carlisian

Qui-Gon Jinn

Rey

Jynn Erso

Marvel

Peter Parker (any version)

Stephen Strange/Dr Strange

Otto Octavius

Arthur Harrow

Khonshu

Bucky Barnes

Pietro Maximoff (any version)

Loki

Sylvie

Mantis

Deadpool

DC

Joker/Arthur Fleck

Joker (Heath Ledger)

Jerome Valeska

Edward Nygma/Nashton (any version)

Oswald Cobblepot (any version)

Jonathan Crane

Abner Krill (Polka Dot Man)

Harley Quinn

Barry Allen (Ezra Miller's, I didn't watch the show)

Ratcatcher 2

Bruce Wayne/Batman (any version)

Clark Kent/Superman (any version except Smallville one)

Other characters I write for

Steve Harrington

Jonathan Byers

Will Byers

Eddie Munson

Beetlejuice

Dewey Riley

Jimmy Mcgill/Saul Goodman

Hutch Mansell

Dewey Finn

Tommy Bomowski (Coach Boomer)

Jareth The Goblin King

Abe Sapiens

Jason Dean

Robert Van Helsing

Dennis Rafkin

Ships I write for

Zsaszmask

Vigilmaker

Nygmobblepot

Octogoblin

Lokius

Stuilly

Batjokes

Harlivy

Stucky

Jinnobi

Sambucky

Harkrill

Danbert

Spideypool

Josef x Aaron

Josef x Sara

What I write

Headcanons

One-shots

Fluff

Angst

Nsfw

What I don't write

Full fics (only one-shots and headcanons)

Incest

Omegaverse

P3d0phil14

Any bathroom kink.

[collectivecloseness]

imagine Kurt being too scared to hold your hand because he’s sweaty 🥺

Kurt is scared to hold your hand for multiple reasons anyway. Which only exacerbates his clammy hand.

You can see him struggling though. I mean wow his hand is actually trembling as his fingertips gently inch out closer to yours, while they stay right by his black sweatpants.

When you make the move (because the poor boy, he really needs some encouragement that you are okay with him) and you hold his hand first, Kurt nearly pulls his right back from yours in fright.

He’s not used to gentle touch </3. Or any physical touch really. So it kind of startles him. Especially because oh my god you were holding his hand first, and, maybe it was an accident or something?

But then when you keep a tender hold and smile at him, asking “Sorry. Is this okay?” His heart is nearly falling out his ass, in a good way. You... you’re asking about his boundaries? You care about him?

You can hear Kurt swallow. And he nods his head, humming before he can speak. “Mhm. Y-Yeah. Yeahhh... that’s good.” He’s so breathy and whimpery and cute and submissive and breedable.

You’re rubbing the back of his palm with your thumb, while your hands wrap around each other, Kurt having followed suit. He’s gritting his teeth as he watches because he thinks maybe you’re trying to wipe away some of his clamminess, but he soon knows you’re not! And then you holding his hand, tenderly, and rubbing it with your thumb in soothing circles holy shit-.

Not only is what you’re doing nice for Kurt but the fact that maybe you’re doing it because it feels nice for you to circle your thumb there too, and you want to hold Kurt’s hand, and it makes you feel happy too?? What? Kurt really has not had anyone be affectionate to him, or nice, for a long time. Especially not in person. And especially not this far.

Kurt imagining he could make you, you, feel happy, just by letting you hold his hand, letting you lovingly touch and hold and stroke him like this. Kurt feels like he wants to kiss your hand. Then he realises he’s probably a little drooly right now and maybe he shouldn’t. And then Kurt has to remind himself not to use his left hand to wipe his drool away, because then you would be doing so also.

He doesn’t even get bad thoughts about his spit and your hand or any of that either. Although he does think if he hadn’t quickly used his shoulder sleeve it would‘ve been a bit embarrassing. Kurt is genuinely just so happy thinking about the fact you two are holding hands! Finally!

If Kurt hadn’t fallen hard for you before, he was most certainly in deep now.

Kurt wants to get his phone out and film your hands swinging in each other’s as you walk. But he quickly bats those thoughts away, actually having impulse control when it comes to his influencer career for once. And also being mad at thinking about content creation, because he really doesn’t want to think about anything other than you in that moment, so he wants his brain to shut up so he can still keep walking in pace, and answering your talk with actual human speech, and focus on giving you that lovesick dumb smile, as his eyes drink in every single detail of what’s happening here.

But then he realises his thought of get your phone out from by your ass now, was actually because he wanted to film your hands together for himself. So he could keep the memory, just like he was trying to do with his gushy fluttering brain and sweet brown eyes right now. Kurt wanted to take a video of your hands together for him. Not for anyone else.

Kurt liked growth, like any good content creator. He wasn’t the biggest fan of changes. But he liked this. He really likes you.

And even when you try and point something out, or scratch your nose, or tuck back your hair, Kurt’s big hand is going to be clamped in yours, each time you move it. Probably even more so, so you don’t accidentally let go, or think he wants to stop this early either.

So prepare to have Kurt’s hand touching your face if it is one of the last two. Mostly prepare for Kurt nearly whining like a puppy because you’ve let him gently touch your face now.