Impractical Jokers x Reader Scenarios

Q: Your older brother was throwing a part at his house, and his best friends were attending. You've known them since kids..Surprisingly, they actually have their own show, and are worldwide famous. You knew them dearly, and loved them. They were hilarious, and they never failed to make you laugh..but there was one you felt different about. Brian. You don't know why, but he's the one that spots out to you. You'd always have your eyes on him during challenges, and you'd sneak looks at him during conversations. You walked around the house, greeting the people, trying to make up small talk. As you were talking to your brother, the door swung open, and in walked in the four famous people. Everyone smiled at them with excitement as they passed by, then approached your brother. "Hey, Joey! Crazy party.." Joe greeted, commenting sarcastically as he looked around the near to vacant living room. "Shut up, it's getting there. You guys arrived early." He chuckled. You giggled, causing everyone in the little group to look at you. You looked at Brian first, who was smirking, "Hey Y/n," he chuckled, "Shocking to see you here." He joked. You smiled, then played along, "Yeah, I was surprised to even be invited..!" Sal rolled his eyes, then looked to Murr, "I like to flirt in the most secretive way." Sal suspiciously mocked in a girly voice. You blinked, blushing lightly, then played cool by laughing. "Why don't you show us around the new place..?" Murr asked after a sigh, looking at Joey. Joey agreed, but Q decided to stay with you to keep you company. You guys caught up with what's happened in weeks of not seeing each other. The night went on with you and Brian sticking together, making each other laugh.

Sal: You were at a skate park, reading a book on one of the empty bleachers, on the first row. Everything was normal..until a man in a pink top, and pink glittery short shorts walked to the rim of the pool in, with a skate board. You knew something was up with this man right when you saw him. You scanned his body, seeing knee cap protectors, a helmet, gloves, basically anything that could protect you if you fell..not to add the two pillows strapped on his stomach in back. His face looked about as red as it could get. Slowly, he sat on the skate board, muttering to himself as he scooted forward, gliding down the curves on the empty pool. You laughed silently as he went up the curved wall forward..then down the curved wall backward. After his show off, he sighed, mumbling something along the lines, 'I hate you guys' then approached me. My eyes widen in slight fear, then I smiled at him with concern. After he was in front of of, he sighed, looking away with embarrassment, then slowly took another step towards me. "Hey buddy..um, I like my space..so if you could-," I was interrupted by him leaning towards me, and whispering in my ear, "I like your face." Blushing, I took that insanely weird...I mean, he's crazy! I laugh, then nod, "Thanks..I like your face too.." he shuffled back a few feet, thank god..his breath did smell good though. "Can you surrendered your number to me?" He asked. "..yeah, I don't think so.." "pleasssse?" He actually seemed desperate, bouncing on one leg to the other. His green eyes pierced mine. After staring at this man, I sighed, "Fine." I wanted to help him, so I put my hand out, waiting for his phone.

Murr: You were at your best friends house, Sals crazy clean house, slouching on his couch, waiting for your blind date. All you knew about your date was that his name was James, or Murr, and he looked like a ferret. You didn't really believe that last part. "When will he be here..?" You grumbled, looking up from your phone to Sal, who was staring at something past your head. "Soon, Y/n. Don't lose your patience yet." You roll your eyes at him, then smiled, looking back at your phone. After three minutes there was a loud knock on the door, making Sal rush over with relief covering his features. "James, shit, I thought you weren't ever going to arrive!" You felt butterflies in your stomach, feeling more anxious than You was three minutes ago. You got up, shoving your phone in you pocket. You slowly round the corner that separates the door from the living room. Sal moved out the way for you to see Murr. He didn't actually look as bad as you imagined. Sal smiled, then cleared his throat, "This is the beautiful Y/n, Y/n, this is the pizza boy." He joked lightly. You playfully scowled at him, then shyly waved, "Hey." James scanned you quickly, then smiled widely, "Hi!" He's a dork. You found that cute. You and Murr said bye to Sal, who murmured good luck to you, then you two drove off to Y/F/R(Your Favorite Restaurant). You enjoyed being around him more than anyone. You two swapped numbers, then continued the night with light chatting.

Joe: You sat on a bench, gazing around at the beautiful scenery, then felt a quick harsh tap on your shoulder, "You're it!" Yelled a man, who started running away from you. You blinked, then looked around, back to the man who was now lightly jogging, looking over his shoulder. 'Come on' he mouthed, then slowed down, "I said you're it!!" It was childish, but you got up with a grin, then ran at the random stranger. His eyes widen in alarm, then he faces forward again, starting to actually run. You were quick though. You shoved his shoulder, out of breath, "You're it!" You called out, stopping to sit on the ground, your legs in the 'V' shape as you leaned back, your arms supporting you behind you, catching your breath. The man laid next to you, his arms lose by his sides, "You're a good tagger." He complimented, seeming amazed. You laugh, "What can I say.." you took in a deep breath, "Tag is my fucking life." That made the man chuckle. "I'm Joe..um..and thank you for letting me get a thumbs up.." still laying on the ground, he brought his arm up to lazily give a thumbs up. You tilted your head, "What?" "Just.." he took a deep breath to motivate him to sit up, then gave you a piece of paper that read in a sloppy handwriting; Thanks for giving me a thumbs up ;) Here's my number for the exchange, ___-___-____, ..I'm Joe, oh, you were on tv ya clueless glump.