💖 joe 💖
@jfcjoe.bsky.social
🔞MINORS DNI🔞 | 32 | queer | 🏳️⚧️he/they🏳️⚧️ | OFMD, The Pitt, Conclave, and occasional weebing out |✨I ONLY WRITE HAPPY ENDINGS I PROMISE✨
dennis flushes. “okay.”
and robby didn’t exactly mean it like that, but dennis is cute in a way robby finds irresistible, so he doesn’t correct him. “get some sleep before then, ‘kay?”
“i will!” dennis says a bit to excitedly to play it off. “so, um… see you.” and he hurries out the door.
FIN💖
and robby didn’t exactly mean it like that, but dennis is cute in a way robby finds irresistible, so he doesn’t correct him. “get some sleep before then, ‘kay?”
“i will!” dennis says a bit to excitedly to play it off. “so, um… see you.” and he hurries out the door.
FIN💖
November 21, 2025 at 6:49 PM
dennis flushes. “okay.”
and robby didn’t exactly mean it like that, but dennis is cute in a way robby finds irresistible, so he doesn’t correct him. “get some sleep before then, ‘kay?”
“i will!” dennis says a bit to excitedly to play it off. “so, um… see you.” and he hurries out the door.
FIN💖
and robby didn’t exactly mean it like that, but dennis is cute in a way robby finds irresistible, so he doesn’t correct him. “get some sleep before then, ‘kay?”
“i will!” dennis says a bit to excitedly to play it off. “so, um… see you.” and he hurries out the door.
FIN💖
the guy wrings the duffel strap before thrusting a hand out. “i’m dennis.”
robby shakes his hand. “michael.”
dennis relaxes. “michael.”
“dennis.” robby pulls away. “see you next wash?”
dennis lets out a little laugh. “yeah. same dryer next week?”
robby chuckles. “sounds like a date.”
robby shakes his hand. “michael.”
dennis relaxes. “michael.”
“dennis.” robby pulls away. “see you next wash?”
dennis lets out a little laugh. “yeah. same dryer next week?”
robby chuckles. “sounds like a date.”
November 21, 2025 at 6:49 PM
the guy wrings the duffel strap before thrusting a hand out. “i’m dennis.”
robby shakes his hand. “michael.”
dennis relaxes. “michael.”
“dennis.” robby pulls away. “see you next wash?”
dennis lets out a little laugh. “yeah. same dryer next week?”
robby chuckles. “sounds like a date.”
robby shakes his hand. “michael.”
dennis relaxes. “michael.”
“dennis.” robby pulls away. “see you next wash?”
dennis lets out a little laugh. “yeah. same dryer next week?”
robby chuckles. “sounds like a date.”
the guy stuffs all of his laundry into a barely holding together duffel bag, then makes his way toward the door and robby
“thanks again.” he says. “and i’m sorry i, like…”
robby gives him a smile. “it’s no biggie. you looked like you needed the sleep.”
“thanks again.” he says. “and i’m sorry i, like…”
robby gives him a smile. “it’s no biggie. you looked like you needed the sleep.”
November 21, 2025 at 6:49 PM
the guy stuffs all of his laundry into a barely holding together duffel bag, then makes his way toward the door and robby
“thanks again.” he says. “and i’m sorry i, like…”
robby gives him a smile. “it’s no biggie. you looked like you needed the sleep.”
“thanks again.” he says. “and i’m sorry i, like…”
robby gives him a smile. “it’s no biggie. you looked like you needed the sleep.”
the guy gives him a funny look. “okay. um. thank you.”
“you’re welcome.” robby nods ahead of them. “looks like you’re up, slugger.”
the guy looks down the aisle, gives him an embarrassed smile, then hurries to his dryer.
“you’re welcome.” robby nods ahead of them. “looks like you’re up, slugger.”
the guy looks down the aisle, gives him an embarrassed smile, then hurries to his dryer.
November 21, 2025 at 6:49 PM
the guy gives him a funny look. “okay. um. thank you.”
“you’re welcome.” robby nods ahead of them. “looks like you’re up, slugger.”
the guy looks down the aisle, gives him an embarrassed smile, then hurries to his dryer.
“you’re welcome.” robby nods ahead of them. “looks like you’re up, slugger.”
the guy looks down the aisle, gives him an embarrassed smile, then hurries to his dryer.
the guy looks from robby’s shoulder to robby’s face a few times
“i am… so sorry. i don’t—… did i drool on you?”
robby looks at his sleeve. “doesn’t look like it. but it wouldn’t be the worst bodily fluid i’ve had on me today.”
“i am… so sorry. i don’t—… did i drool on you?”
robby looks at his sleeve. “doesn’t look like it. but it wouldn’t be the worst bodily fluid i’ve had on me today.”
November 21, 2025 at 6:49 PM
the guy looks from robby’s shoulder to robby’s face a few times
“i am… so sorry. i don’t—… did i drool on you?”
robby looks at his sleeve. “doesn’t look like it. but it wouldn’t be the worst bodily fluid i’ve had on me today.”
“i am… so sorry. i don’t—… did i drool on you?”
robby looks at his sleeve. “doesn’t look like it. but it wouldn’t be the worst bodily fluid i’ve had on me today.”
the buzzer for a dryer rings out about 25 mins later, and the guy snorts awake
he tucks into robby’s shoulder for a minute, then bolts upright, horrified
“oh shit.”
“morning, sleeping beauty.” but robby’s smiling. “sleep well?”
he tucks into robby’s shoulder for a minute, then bolts upright, horrified
“oh shit.”
“morning, sleeping beauty.” but robby’s smiling. “sleep well?”
November 21, 2025 at 6:49 PM
the buzzer for a dryer rings out about 25 mins later, and the guy snorts awake
he tucks into robby’s shoulder for a minute, then bolts upright, horrified
“oh shit.”
“morning, sleeping beauty.” but robby’s smiling. “sleep well?”
he tucks into robby’s shoulder for a minute, then bolts upright, horrified
“oh shit.”
“morning, sleeping beauty.” but robby’s smiling. “sleep well?”
robby sits down beside him, scrolling thru a news app
until the guy’s head lolls to one side onto his shoulder
robby thinks about shrugging him off, but it feels… nice
plus the kid’s got eyebags for days, so he needs all the sleep he can get
until the guy’s head lolls to one side onto his shoulder
robby thinks about shrugging him off, but it feels… nice
plus the kid’s got eyebags for days, so he needs all the sleep he can get
November 21, 2025 at 6:49 PM
robby sits down beside him, scrolling thru a news app
until the guy’s head lolls to one side onto his shoulder
robby thinks about shrugging him off, but it feels… nice
plus the kid’s got eyebags for days, so he needs all the sleep he can get
until the guy’s head lolls to one side onto his shoulder
robby thinks about shrugging him off, but it feels… nice
plus the kid’s got eyebags for days, so he needs all the sleep he can get
i’m gonna deadleg you on an escalator
November 19, 2025 at 11:31 PM
i’m gonna deadleg you on an escalator
pov: ur my phone seeing me react to this in real time at my desk
November 19, 2025 at 3:52 PM
pov: ur my phone seeing me react to this in real time at my desk
listen i’m from washington and if you know our history we are no stranger to b*astiality cases but like
the fact this is a possibility
has me pacing around a room and muttering “a fucking /horse/“ to myself on loop
the fact this is a possibility
has me pacing around a room and muttering “a fucking /horse/“ to myself on loop
November 16, 2025 at 8:35 AM
listen i’m from washington and if you know our history we are no stranger to b*astiality cases but like
the fact this is a possibility
has me pacing around a room and muttering “a fucking /horse/“ to myself on loop
the fact this is a possibility
has me pacing around a room and muttering “a fucking /horse/“ to myself on loop
alone in the lunch room
“dr. robby?”
“mmhmm?”
“hair or no hair?”
robby, slowly turning around. “…sorry?”
“i know you heard me.”
“…”
“i just wanna know,” he licks the yogurt off his spoon, “so i’m prepared.”
“…are you ask—”
“if you prefer your guys with hair.” he smiles. “i can wax for you.”
“dr. robby?”
“mmhmm?”
“hair or no hair?”
robby, slowly turning around. “…sorry?”
“i know you heard me.”
“…”
“i just wanna know,” he licks the yogurt off his spoon, “so i’m prepared.”
“…are you ask—”
“if you prefer your guys with hair.” he smiles. “i can wax for you.”
November 13, 2025 at 9:34 PM
alone in the lunch room
“dr. robby?”
“mmhmm?”
“hair or no hair?”
robby, slowly turning around. “…sorry?”
“i know you heard me.”
“…”
“i just wanna know,” he licks the yogurt off his spoon, “so i’m prepared.”
“…are you ask—”
“if you prefer your guys with hair.” he smiles. “i can wax for you.”
“dr. robby?”
“mmhmm?”
“hair or no hair?”
robby, slowly turning around. “…sorry?”
“i know you heard me.”
“…”
“i just wanna know,” he licks the yogurt off his spoon, “so i’m prepared.”
“…are you ask—”
“if you prefer your guys with hair.” he smiles. “i can wax for you.”