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lexthenonbinary · 6 months

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lil spicy hc's for sdj

literally 18+, any and all blogs that's ageless DNI otherwise you'll be blocked. Any minors DNI.

so with all that out of the way, here's my personal thought process for the dang man. also this is going to be gn for everyone to enjoy. and try to censor myself as much as possible so i don't get clocked by tumblr lol...also added is that i only recently got into this game and that i don't know everything so im sorry if there's a lot of things that aren't really good listed...thank you <333

-of course if you played the extended demo, you know he loves to praise mc, right? Oh man now can you just imagine the power he has??? Mr. Jack will use that for basically anything like to condition mc to go back to him...sort of like pavlov's experiment.

-now, if you uno reverse poor jackie boy...the outcomes is without fail, so good. he'd be all flush and whiney, immediately just do everything he can just to be told he's good. he's not above groveling. just to hear mc call him "good boy" makes him into a puddle of jello.

-now putting into perspective of joseph/jack...one's weakness doesn't go away when they transform. the weakness is the filthiest sloppy toppy mc can give. it doesn't even have to be that good, pretty sure especially jack would just love seeing how excited mc is to give it...he's about to blow no matter what...

-he loves giving head, favorite thing ever to do. sure he can stick it in...but why would he do that when he can give mc the best head they've ever had in their life??? he has to make mc nut (i hate how i have to use that) at least, like 2-3x before he even Considers helping himself. what a gentleman.

-is 100% okay with letting mc top. proper equipment or bought equipment, doesn't matter, he would be so proud of mc. the entire time he's getting absolutely demolished and ravaged by mc, he's still praising them, telling how good they feel, and how good they are to him.

-obviously we've seen how he tops, how he absolutely loves tearing mc apart and putting them back together again...he just adores watching mc's face as they get closer and closer to the edge. the best pleasure for him is to see mc getting the pleasure they deserve

-most def a tease. he always wants to please mc, don't get him wrong. but also he loves how borderline delirious he's made mc, making them work hard and 'earn it'...of course his rewards is so delicious.

-now if mc would flip the table on him...he'd be putty in their hands...and he would be pouting the entire time. being unable to do anything but just sweetly beg for some release off his c*ck...

-if mc says anything about how big he is...it's a wrap. jack is not egotistical in the slightest, but he will no forget what mc said. will be thinking about it Forever

-we all know the premise of the game, he's so possessive it's safe to assume he'd leave Marks all over mc's body. only stops putting it in visible places when mc complains how many times parents scolded them for leaving the apartment like that

Here's a bit softer hc's i think:

-loves when mc and him laugh during s*x...it makes him so elated that even when mc is asleep, he replays the memory in his head over and over again

-he's been locked in that tape for so long...of course he's touch starved. this man Yearns for any form of affection.

-genuinely loves to get to know mc, their favorite music, and pictures, and just everything, it makes him so happy to know everything about mc

-going back to about how he wants so much affection and attention...literally is the epitome of when someone says "i want to crawl into their skin, that's the only way i can be close enough"...yea that's him. cannot stand being without mc's touch for a second.

-loves when mc does small...nothings. like simple things that most people would just skip over. take for granted...not him, not jack. jack would worship everything that mc does.

last one:

-jack/joseph love fat mc. like big belly, smaller belly, whatever. apron belly? muffin top? they eat that shit up daily. chef's kiss thank you for coming to my ted talk

#lemon #citrus #sunny day jack #somethings wrong with sunny day jack #swwsdj #sdj jack #sdj joseph #sdj x reader #sunny day jack x reader #sdj joseph x reader

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yanderelovlies · 1 month

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Note: Fluff :3

Character: Joseph

Fandom: SWWSDJ

Pairing: Joseph x Make-up artist gn!Reader

"Sit still." You giggled your tongue poking out of your mouth as you tried to study your brush. You had convinced your boyfriend Joseph to once again allow you to practice your make-up routine on him. Except this time, you wanted to pull a little prank.

Using the darkest shade, you could give him big chunky eyebrows. Then, using the brightest blue eyeshadow you had, you began to just put it all over his eyes' lids. After with the brightest pink you have, you began applying lipstick way over his lip line.

It was by this point that Joseph began to catch on as he began to wiggle. This wouldn't be a problem if you weren't sitting on his chest leaning over him.

"I know you up something doll." He chuckled as he continued to squirm."I know my lips aren't that big."

You couldn't help but laugh. "I beg to differ."

"I would think I know my own body." He scoffed.

You sat up straight, putting your hands on your hips, giving him the best stern face you could muster. "Who is the artist here."

Joseph pauses for a minute before straight faced responding, "I'm starting to question that too."

You gasped, putting down the pallet and the brush on the bedside table. "I'll have know-"

Before you could finish, Joseph flipped the two of you so your back was on the bed, and he was on top. He quickly got up, making his way to the bathroom to see the damage you had done.

"Damn it, babe! I knew you were pulling some shit!" He came back into the bedroom a playful smirk on his face. "Guess I'll have to pay you back."

Before you could question that statement, he was in top of you peppering wet sticky kisses all over your face. Each kiss leaves behind big pink lip marks.

You laughed as you weakly tried to push him off "Gross I can feel the lipstick!" He chuckled in response, kissing your face a couple more times before pulling away to admire his hands work.

He wiped the lipstick with his hand, smearing it slightly across his lips and on his hand. "There now you look as dolled up as me."

You playfully groaned. "Now I gotta wash my face again."

He smirked before leaning down close to you. "Or we could take a shower together."

You tried to surpress a laugh as you responded, "Maybe you should wash your face first. It's hard to take you seriously."

"Will you join if I do?"

You playfully groaned again "I suppose."

He chuckled quickly, getting up and going to the bathroom to wash his face. So much for make-up practice.

#sunny day jack #swwsdj #something's wrong with sunny day jack #x reader #sdj joseph #joseph x reader #sunny day jack joseph #sdj joseph x reader

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elfqueen006 · 2 months

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Siren

Continuation of "Trash"

Tags: drunk Joseph, emotions a lot of emotions, non-consentual touching, unrequited love

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You dragged a hooting Joseph through your apartment door, struggling to keep his arm slung over his shoulder.

“What a night, huh?” he slurred.

“Yeah,” you turned halfway to shut the door behind you. You advised him to lean on you while you took a second to think.

You seriously considered just tossing him on the couch and calling it a night. Though with the way he’s practically thrashing right now, you doubt it could handle him. You’d come in to find it knocked over or the legs broken come morning.

Instead, you opted for his bedroom. It was more comfortable, and stronger as to hold his large frame.

Besides, what’s a few more seconds of a sore shoulder?

Guiding him along down the hallway, you then reached his door, which you kicked open. And now that you’re inside his room, you take the opportunity to look around. You’ve never actually been inside, only ever catching short glimpses when he had a guest over before he pulled them inside for half a day of debaucherous sex.

There wasn’t a lot inside, just the closet, a dresser with no defining features other than a smeared vanity mirror and an ashtray sitting on top of it. And of course, there was a bed set with the comforter you lent him, but no sheets.

“Why didn’t you tell me you needed bedsheets?” You asked, voice low so as not to rattle him up or excite a headache.

He half shrugged, “It doesn’t bother me none…”

You lead him around to his bed and get him out of his jacket. Easing him down to sit, you then lift up each leg of his to pull off his boots. They have a very pretty design of a rose and some other etchings on each side of them. He told you once they were his most prized possessions. And you wouldn’t be surprised if he were serious.

“Alright, come here,” you take a hold of his hand, and it's massive over your own. Massive and hairy. Even a guy like him has lonely nights.

You push him up the bed lightly and guide him down by the back of his neck.

“Theeere you go.”

Once he’s settled, you turn to leave, but he doesn’t let go of your hand, and in a split second you're pulled back and tumbling over his large frame. You grunt when you land face first in the pit of his arm.

“Jesus, Joseph!” You exclaimed.

You tried to get up again, but he just pulled you back down. You’re brought up to where your back is to his chest and you straddle one of his thick legs. He wrapped both of his strong arms around your torso.

Joseph rested his head on your neck and sang your name, “Where you goiiing?”

You huffed, “To my own room, Jo.”

“You don’t gotta do that,” He mutters, “Whatcha wanna do that for?”

“I like my own space.” You replied plainly.

“I like your own space.”

You pushed and struggled against his body, but he’s way too strong for you. It’s admittedly a bit frightening, especially when he’s in this state.

He pressed his lips into your neck and your face burns hotter than anything you’ve ever felt.

“What are you doing?!”

Joseph snickered, “What am I doing?” he buried his nose in your hair, sniffing deeply, “You smell good.”

“Well you stink.” And that was the truth, despite your attempt to shield your embarrassment with annoyance. His breath smelled of booze.

“Stop being mean to me,” he said, falling back onto the mattress again. And with no other choice, you follow. “Stay with me.”

He’s never been this close before. You’ve had your quiet moments with him before. And you’ve lived together long enough that he became comfortable with telling you a few breakup stories and trauma dumps. You even told him a few of your own in turn.

But it never escalated. Nothing changed.

“Stay with me, baby.” Joseph slurred.

For seemingly no reason, you felt tears prick your eyes. “No, Joseph.”

“I’ll…make you…breakfast…”

You shifted a bit to face him. He couldn’t even keep his eyes open in his drunken stupor. He looked so pretty while he slept. Wavy hair falling over his brow, lashes fluttering slightly from the struggle to stay in a dream and to open his eyes. Meanwhile, you were wide awake, feeling like a sailor being led to the rocks.

Breakfast did sound good in the morning, though.

#sunny day jack fanfiction #sunny day jack #somethings wrong with sunny day jack #sdj x reader #sunny day jack x mc #sdj joseph x reader #joseph haberdae x reader #sunny day jack x reader #my fics

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sunnydayjackass · 2 years

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gives you dat side eye got any kink hcs?

Oh I absolutely do, and I'm down to get into all of that more in time but for now, since this wasn't super specific, so consider this like a basic sampling. Have one for everyone- Joseph included. Just because.

Jack

Size kink. Jack absolutely adores if you're smaller than him. From the way his hands so easily engulf yours to how large they look tracing over your body or stretching you out around his digits, the way your body clings to him and can be so easily caged under him or pinned? It reminds him that he can protect you, that you're so delicate, that he can lift you and position you with such ease... in the bedroom, against the wall, hoist you up onto the counter tops or any elevated surface and you've still got to look up at him. Those big starry eyes of yours peeking out under those lashes just drive him absolutely wild. Ever the patient and gentle giant, Jack loves sinking his cock into you so slowly, watching you take each bit of him within your depths- how your stretch to accommodate him, how you clench and spasm around his cock so needily, you're so eager to be filled as your gummy walls try to flutter and entice him in faster to brush against those bundles of nerves to see stars. But Jack knows you need to accommodate to his size, he'd loathe to hurt you and he'd be remiss if he ever missed out on such a lascivious view.

Joseph

Dirty Talk. Now I know much isn't known about Joseph (at least by me so if anyone has any tidbits of info feel free to share lol) but the man can talk absolutely fucking filthy. He's a wordsmith- those lips and silver tongue work wonders on the regular; at work, in the bedroom, between your legs. He'll murmur them into your ear at the most inopportune times to rile you up, blushing all the way to the tips of your ears. And he'll do so doubly during foreplay and sex. "Look at you drooling around my cock with that pretty mouth...gonna fuck that little throat of yours...you look so good all cockdrunk like this." Joseph's purrs are sultry, there's sometimes a teasing lilt to the alluring low timbre of his voice that has you weak in the knees. And he's a man of his word- Joseph makes good on every sinful promise he growls or pants into your ear, what kind of lover would he be if he left you hanging like that after all? The dirty talk naturally can range to whatever's more your forte; praise, teasing, degradation or a mix of all three. Joseph is attentive to any detail that arouses you.

Ian

Somnophilia. To say that Ian had been shy and embarrassed to admit that he liked the idea of you fooling around with him or him fooling around with you while you were asleep was an understatement. But you’d soothed him through it- he liked what he liked, was looking to you for consent, joking with him it’s the most loving morning alarm to have. Part of it is the excitement; of having to be quiet and so careful with your body so he doesn’t rouse you too early but it also gives him ample time to appreciate your body, the soft hue of your nipples, the dips and curves of your body, how he delicately strokes your sex and seeing your sweet sleepy responses. Soft whimpers, your body responding so eagerly to his gentle hands and mouth- it’s really a thrilling experience because he’s usually shy to initiate. But if you’re the one acting on it- you’re just as gentle if not slower with your feather light touchings. You push a little and pull away, to keep him at bay, edging him and coaxing him along until he’s hard- heavy and flush in your palm or mouth that he groggily rouses from he thought to be a fantasy dream only to see you already at work. He keens hoarsely, catching his lower lip between his teeth as he takes in the sight of you between his legs, blankets bunched about. “...please...please don’t be a dream.”

Shaun

Roleplay/cosplay. The trend of Ghostface selfie thirst traps? Shaun may not have invented the trend but he perfected it. There’s a whole album of them in your phone that he’s sent you, some of you together playing his poor little victim sometimes making ahegao faces in the photos while he fake holds up your head by your hair. There’s just something hot about fucking in a costume. It can be as simple as you coming to the bedroom as a sexy version of one of the iconic final girls or Shaun dressed as a prolific horror slasher (if you have a mask kink- he’s the man for you). But he’s not opposed to the classics either- if you wore cat ears and a cute little tail plug, Shaun would be over the moon and get you a very special collar. He loves when the pair of you throw around little nicknames and pet names in these romps. For you things like “kitten” or “good girl” he keeps it relatively simple- and you best believe this man is defo a top and a (soft) dom as well but he’s happy to change it up to whatever you want and gets you off good. If you’re into it, getting into character, the sex likely skews a little rougher if you’re comfortable with it, a large hand at your throat, fisted in your hair, slaps to your ass until a visible imprint lingers on your skin of Shaun’s hand. Though of course after, he’s an absolute king of aftercare. Cleaning you gently, whispering praise into your ear, cuddling you up nice and snug.

#there's something wrong with sunny day jack #theres something wrong with sunny time jack #somethings wrong with sunny day jack #something's wrong with sunny day jack #sunny day jack x reader #sdj x reader #swwsdj #tswwsdj #sdj shaun #sdj shaun x reader #sdj ian #sdj ian x reader #sdj joseph #sdj joseph x reader #sdj

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sunbitesworld · 1 year

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Hello... Again! Haha sorry, just enjoying your writing and blog so much ^^" sorry if I'm bothering you too much...

But I read your doing Joseph now so- Can't help myself-

Was hoping to request for an MC who can fight? Or at least knows how to protect themselves and kick ass, and looking good doing it too?

You're good hun, I appreciate all your requests! <3 I put this in the form of headcanons, hope that's okay.

DISCLAIMER: This is the work of fiction, if you try this you could face criminal charges.

GN! Reader

Warnings: Slight violence, use of doll & dollface.

Now playing:

It had started off a fun night, you were just partying with some friends at the local bar.

Joseph lingered around, watching you have fun and just listening to the music.

He took his eyes off you for one minute and you were already in a fight.

Some guy had tried to touch one of your girlfriends and being the kickass friend you are, you did NOT let this slide.

He watched in shock and awe as you punched a grown man square in the nose.

"Fuck yeah, kick his ass Doll!"

He probably shouldn't be encouraging you, but hey.

No one else could hear him, so it's not like he would get in any trouble.

You just looked so cool beating the crap out of someone <3

Though he did pull you off when he heard police sirens in the distance.

To everyone else it just looked like you fell, but no.

Joseph forcefully yanked you off, he was not about to let you go to jail.

"Let's get out of here, Dollface. I'm not about to sit in a jail cell with ya."

You both quickly ran home, thankfully you didn't get in trouble for that either.

You both plopped down on the couch, with a small moment of silence.

"...Ya looked so fuckin' hot out there, Doll."

You just rolled your eyes and playfully pushed on his chest.

"Oh hush, I was just protecting my friend."

He just smiled and grabbed your hand, gently kissing it.

"Maybe you don't need me protectin' ya after all."

Even so, he would always be there to protect you just in case.

#sunny day jack x reader #swwsdj #something's wrong with sunny day jack #sdj jack #sdj joseph #sdj joseph x reader #joseph cullman #male yandere #male yandere x reader #yandere x reader #sfw headcanons

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sunnydayroleplay · 1 year

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Could you do Joseph and Jack with a mc who has a alt/grunge style? I'm talking piercings, double platform boots, ripped clothes, cool makeup, stuff like that. Only if you have the time or feel comfortable. Hope you have a good day/night

Sweet and simple, gotta love those.

I also saw your DM saying to add Shaun and Jean, so don't worry dearie, they're in there too~!

And with that, let’s write.

Contents Inside: Soft Flirting, Ear nipping, Neck kisses, Love Marking, Use of Sunshine, Baby, etc.., Sight jealousy…

18- DNI, this is a NSFW post and so is the game it is based off of. This is an 18+ community. It is for your own safety, and you interacting not only jeopardizes that, it jeopardizes mine, and the creators of the games. For SFW + 18- safe content, check out my art page instead. @feralhalfnhalfcreamer

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Joseph

Joseph doesn’t really know the term “alternative fashion”, but he definitely dresses the part.

Those slick, hand stiched rose boots of his..

The chains and rounded studs all over his pants.

The beautifully well taken care of his.

His tattoos, his occasional necklace..

He’s not over the top, but he’s a big deal.

While he isn’t used to extreme fashion, such as full on gothic, or full kawaii-core, he’s open minded.

You’re having fun, and it aint bothering him, so why should he care?

Would he try out some of the styles himself?

Probably not, but if his sweetheart was into that sort of thing, he’d support 100%.

Not like he has any room to judge anyhow.

It was late in the afternoon when Joseph came home from work.

Stains of his red clown makeup still visible on his cheek and nose, his eyes droopy.

What he wants most right now is a well deserved cigarette and some lovin’ from his baby.

Slugging his bag over his distressed shoulders, he sloppily opened his bedroom door.

He quickly got himself all changed before he went out with you for the night.

You officially got to know him while you were on break and he was as well.

Slowly but surely you got to know him better, and you’re going on your first date with the guy.

Due to your work’s dresscode, you couldn’t wear platforms and your extreme sense of style at work, so no one had really known.

Boy, was he in for a shock.

After about a half hour, you received a knock on your door.

Excited, you answered it, and stood in the doorway was that same brown hair, muscle man.

You were decked out in your attire.

Piercings ranging from your septum, industrial, lip

Your platforms that damn well made you now only a few inches shorter than him.

Joseph was quite shocked.

He was surprised and slightly intimidated in a good way.

He pulled you closer by your waist.

Your noses touching as he looked at youu tenderly.

“Why aren’t you just peachy~ You’re beautiful.”

“Awh, don’t say thattt~”

“It’s true, you’re stunning!”

He pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. extending out his arm for grabs.

“Shall we?”

You grab his arm all blushy.

He pressed his mouth closely to your ear, whispering softly inside.

“You’re gonna flush a guy to deathh~”

He gently kisses the tips of your ear after he finishes talking to you.

The way his lips felt was heavenly.

It was warm and filled you with such joy.

You wanna see what more can do after the date~

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Jack

Jack was your bestest friend!

He loved you no matter what you were into.

As long as it wasn’t illegal and it wasn’t hurting you in any way, shape, or form, he was all for it!!

Jack loves being your biggest supporter for anything.

And your fashion choices were not an exception.

The first time he’d ever seen you with your crazed and teased hair, your chunky platforms, he wasn’t used to it that’s for sure.

Despite his shock, he loved it.

“Sunshine! You look so cool!”

“How do you get your hair to do that?”

“How tall do those boots make you?!”

“Do they not hurt?”

Jack asked question after question because he was genuinely interested in his sunspots interests.

He acted like a dog scratching and jumping at the front door when you promised to take them out for a walk.

It was sweet how he wanted to know everything.

The hows, whats, and whys.

You gave him a big hug, and he just squeezed you.

He picked you up off your feet from his big bear hug and he showered your face with kisses, not caring if he got some of your makeup onto him.

You had a nice laugh whenever he kissed your cheeks, lips and neck.

He just loves to love you!

Picking up that yellow gloved hand, he pushed some hair out of the way that he messed up hugging and kissing you, and he tried his best to fix it.

He's extremely supportive.

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Jean

Personally, Jean doesn't care nor pays any sort of attention to what anyone wears.

..Depending.

If Jean doesn't like an outfit someone's wearing, he'll just quietly side eye and sneer in private.

If he saw his lover in an outfit he's not too particularly fond over..

Such as crazed and messed up hair..

Shoes that make you twice his own size, which only worsened his insecurities..

Your rather.. interesting sense of style if you want to put it simply.

He's not too fond of it, and he'll tell you.

"Wh- What is that?! Change, now."

Most likely, it's because it's too flashy, and he wants to be the only person looking at you, not random pedestrians staring as you walk side to side.

It's a jealously thing.

Or if the outfit is particularly revealing? Oh hon, don't even mention the possibility of wearing it in public.

You and your beautiful body are his.

You're his, and he's yours.

You are not to be shared with anyone else who isn't worthy to be kissing and loving up on your body.

Only he is.

"Where do you think you're going wearing that?"

If you don't change your outfit, he'd pin you against a wall.

Oh, he'd shower your neck and stomach all with beautiful kisses and hickeys.

In general, any bare skin with his own love-marking. So that everyone that were to walk by the two of you, know you're his.

"Baby..you're mine. I don't want all these scrubs of "men" staring at what my treasure is~ I don't need anyone stealing it~"

He doesn't mean to hate on your outfit choices, he secretly enjoys them.

He just wants everyone to get a little hint.

And don't you forget it.

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Shaun

I mean, look at him.

Really?

How do you think he's gonna react.

How do you think he's REALLY gonna react?

He's into alternative styling of course.

Maybe not the same sub-type or category, but he loves it.

When you first went all out for him to go out somewhere special, he was so happy.

"Oh my god. You look amazing! Wow!"

"When did you get into [Insert category of fashion] styles?"

"You look absolutely stunning."

Shaun was somehow even more head over heels for you.

He asked questions, you asked questions back.

It became this new topic that you could both share opinions on.

Shaun asked you to dress him up in your style.

You asked him to dress you up in his style.

You learned more about the history of your guys' fashion styles.

Shaun would bring you out shopping for matching jewelry, piercings, tattoos.. matching everything.

Even if you weren't into stuff like that, he loved you so much.

The two of you explored more common middle grounds off fashion.

He loved finding this new part of you.

The only thing he's really upset about is that he didn't find out sooner!

Christmas and birthday shopping would've been a hell of a lot easier.

#jacktor #sdj jack #sdj jacktor #sdj joseph #sunny day jack #swwsdj #somethings wrong with sunny day jack #sunny day jack joseph #sunny day jack roleplay #sdj jean #swwsdj shaun #sdj shaun #sdj shaun x reader #sdj jean x reader #sdj joseph x reader #sdj jack x reader

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veenomsart · 7 months

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threadsun · 6 months

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If you watched Looney Tunes, then you know this reference. Scenario for SDJ boys and Bo, reader turns to them, looks them in the eyes with a dead serious expression then says. "I wanna start a family with you."

Which of the boys would 'take this as an invitation to fuck them stupid with the intention to start a family', 'takes this as an invitation to fuck you until you're a jelly-legged mess without thinking of a family' or 'actually wants to start a family without thinking of fucking first'

You decide how to word this out. U da best have a gold star bby ⭐

Fucks You To Knock You Up:

Jack - You don't need to ask him twice! You want a family? He'll put as many babies in you as he possibly can. I hope you like being pregnant, because he's not gonna stop with just one~

Nick - Look, the planning can come later. He needs to lock you down asap. He's gonna cum inside of you before you can change your mind and decide you don't want his babies anymore!

Barry - What you do with the baby once he's knocked you up isn't really his concern. You want a family? Go right ahead, he'll put a baby in you! Don't expect him to treat you well, though.

Bo - Look, he's always trying to knot you and put a litter in you. So when you're actually asking for it? He's pouncing on you immediately and trying his best to make sure it takes this time.

Fucks You To Creampie You:

Ian - Honestly, the moment you say it he sort of gets lightheaded and dizzy and can't think about anything but fucking you hard, and deep, and cumming inside of you. Ideally, more than once.

Jean - He's not super into the idea of having a family, but he's very into the idea of cumming inside of you. And watching you get pregnant. But mostly just cumming inside of you.

Rory - Is that an excuse to fuck? Because it sounds like an excuse to fuck to him! And he's always up for an excuse to fuck! If you actually want a family, tho, you'll have to explain that to him.

Taylor - He doesn't like thinking too hard about parenthood, so he's just gonna focus on the fact that you've just given him permission to fuck you raw and cum as deep inside you as he wants.

Starts Family Planning:

Shaun - He would love to have a family with you. The moment you bring it up, he's already talking about baby names, and good houses to raise a family in, and budgeting for children...

Joseph - If you're gonna have a family, you're going to do it right. He won't let another child come into this world to parents who are unprepared. He won't be the unprepared parent.

Elias - Having a family isn't something he takes lightly. He wants to make sure you're both on the same page about it, and that everything is ready before you even start trying.

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lemonmelonboy · 6 months

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Lonely for the First Time Ever

Jack x Reader

TW: Ian /j, Cheating, Loneliness

Content: GN!Reader

Word Count: 3317

Summary: My own fun take on Day 1 (?) of Somethings Wrong with Sunny Day Jack.

18+ Readers ONLY - Minors Do NOT Interact! Minors/Ageless Blogs will be Blocked!!!

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You had just dragged yourself out of your apartment after being called in to cover your flakey co-worker for possibly the millionth time that year. You surely missed your days off at this point, wishing to have just one every week rather than every other week. You sighed heavily walking down the sidewalk, as Jack trailed alongside you. It was cold and stormy, the rain was pelting the sidewalk and cars were passing by in a slum. It was such a peaceful walk.

You walked silently with Jack politely carrying your umbrella; you had protested but he very much insisted he take it for you. The rain soothed your racing mind, but that only made it so you thought slower about the things on your mind. You ran over what had just happened before you were rudely interrupted by your boss’s phone call. How Jack had held you so close, how you imagined kissing him for a brief moment, and how you wish you had. You mulled it over and over, unable to shake the image of the cuddly Jack. How Jack had looked at you with those love sick eyes. How bad you wanted to stay. Thoughts raced about why, which brought up feelings from the past few months. But as you slipped into your thoughts Jack gently bumped your arm, a playful event that he’d tend to do on your walks. It made you smile, he always knew how to make you smile, especially with little things like that. You look around trying to keep yourself in the present, but the pittering of the rain on the umbrella and sidewalk luls you back into thoughts of Jack and your loneliness.

“Sunshine?” Jack's voice cooed kindly. You looked up to him, suddenly pulled back.

“Hm?” you looked around as you realized you almost walked straight by your work. A soft embarrassed blush works its way across your cheeks.

You slip into the door, walking to the back to set your things down, ignoring Barry’s comments on how thankful he is you could come in and how absolutely sorry he is for having to do it. When you come back from the back of the store you find he had already left. You sigh as you find yourself alone in the shop, going through your list of menial tasks for the day. You work quietly as Jack hangs around, quietly helping when he can. It's weird to have him be so comfortable with how quiet you’re being. Usually he does anything to try to fill the silence, like whistling a small tune. However the man who stood before you now would only give you an encouraging smile whenever you looked at him and never said a word, not until you spoke up.

“Jack..” You sighed his name as you relaxed against the counter having finished all the tasks you needed to. You didn’t even have anything to tell, least not in a way you knew how. He perked up like a puppy being offered a treat.

“Yes, sunshine?” he asks sweetly. You looked at him and could feel your body warm as you saw his happy face and his kind eyes looking at you almost needingly. You mull over a single thought in your head and he can see you are resisting saying what you were thinking. “Is everything alright?” his happy look slowly fades to concern. Then he looks away with a soft blush on his cheeks. “It's okay to want that.. to want to be wanted..” he said breathily and quietly, almost like he was embarrassed by his own words.

“Wh-what are you saying?'' How did he know? You were sure you were only thinking to yourself, and you weren’t a vocal thinker.

“I just… sometimes people are like that for you, and it's okay to have a person you want to be with all the time… to want them to want you… and wanting them..?” He ended it like a question, almost like he wanted you to just admit it all to him right then and there.

“Wha- I- '' You didn’t know what you should say to him. You were so embarrassed at the implication that he was who you wanted- or the implication you wanted someone else.

“Do you… want me?” he asked, quieter than ever. He was still pretty blunt with it- looking at you with a pair of hopeful puppy eyes that made your body scream for you to just say “yes” and let him hold you. “I know it's hard to say- but I can help you learn what words to use to express these feelings.” He gently urges, moving closer to you reaching out almost as if he was ready to hug you, and hold you and possibly never let go.

“But- I- it's just that’s- you can’t just ask something like that- I-“ He moves closer, his hands resting on the counter behind you, he makes a point of not touching you yet, but wanting to get closer to you. A warmth spreads over your face into a sweet blush as you figure out how to answer. You felt in that moment that you wanted him to hold you, to grab you the best he could.

“I want to be there for you- whether you want me like that or not.. I’ll be there for you however you need me- I just want what’s best for you- What will make you happy-'' suddenly your phone starts ringing, interrupting Jack and causing him to step away. A soft frustrated look comes over his face as he looks away. You take up the cell phone, glad to have been interrupted right then, afraid if he continued your heart would have given out.

“Oh- Uh- I'll be- back!”

Jack nods slightly, “It might be important- so- don’t worry alright? I’ll still be here when you get back!” He said encouragingly as he let you walk past him.

You really shouldn’t be taking calls at work, but you didn’t care. You also didn't care if the call was spam and you picked it up without checking the name plastered on the screen. You quickly ducked to the kitchen camera blind spot.

“Hello?” You spoke with that pitch in your voice encouraging the person calling to speak. You were hopeful it was something that would take your mind off everything.

“You picked up-“ an all too familiar voice came through, in awe, and dripping with desperation. You froze, the last person you ever wanted to hear, especially with how your day was going. Ian. “Hey..” He spoke again, trying to fill in your quiet response. You hadn’t forgotten about him, but you hadn’t expected he’d call you while you were at work. “Are you alright?” he asked with concern in his voice.

“Ye-yeah, I’m fine..” You could hear him sigh softly in relief as you responded.

“I-I’ve missed you… and your voice..” he almost whimpered into the phone.

“What- what do you need Ian. I’m- at work, you can’t be calling me like this” You asked quietly, surprise still filling your tone more than any anger or demandingness.

“I-I know,, I didn't expect you to pick up! I-I’m sorry…” Ian said, he sounded so sad, and you do feel a little bad. He was your life long friend, and what felt like even longer lover. But he hurt you, and objectively you know you shouldn’t feel sorry for him, or how you treat him.

“You’ve said.. And I don’t forgive you Ian.. You know I am still mad at you.” There’s silence from him. You bite your quivering lip, pushing back a sob, thinking he must be feeling the same. “I-” You huff out, collecting yourself before you continue. “I’m trying to move on.” You say, a little sad hearing yourself say it.

“You’re- You’re what...” you can hear his heart break more in his voice, and you might’ve felt it just a bit yourself. “You’re not,, with someone right? Because… I am trying. I am going to fix this… And-” You cut him off

“Ian... Its not your problem whether I am with someone or not… We aren’t… We are not us anymore. So- what I do isn’t any concern for you...” You speak in a soft frustrated tone, you try to give him patience especially since you’ve trapped yourself into this conversation.

“But... can't it? Be, my problem? I-I need to make this up to you… You’re… All I’ve had since we were little- and… We’ve been through so much I- and I know this is my fault- and I need to fix this. Please. Let me fix this… Fix us…” he begged, and somewhere in you, you could feel the need to let him, to just give him the time to “fix” what he did, just so you could have him back. So you could feel less lonely. But no, you wouldn’t be able to handle it if he cheated on you again.

Breaking up with Ian was just as big of a loss for you as it was for him. You both lost someone you never thought you would. And God you had loved him. And who knows, maybe you still did, just a little. He took your silence as an urge for him to continue making his case. “I know I can make it up to you... I promise... I miss you so much- I-I want you so badly. And- I’ll be there soon to show you that what I’m saying is true '' he ends his statement with a happy hum, almost proud. You couldn’t take it anymore, you could hear customers in the front of the clowny yogurt shop come in, chatting modestly among themselves

“Goodbye... Ian.” you say, colder than you would’ve thought you could. You hung up before he could beg you to stay and talk to him more. You take a few slow calming breaths and turn to leave, noticing Jack standing in the doorway of the kitchen.

“Jack…” you mutter to yourself, afraid he might’ve overheard the call. He looks to you with a concerned kindness, one that he tends to give you whenever you notice Ian called you and left another message. You look away from Jack and walk quickly past him into the store, slapping on your customer service face and attitude.

Greeting the group of boys mulling in the front of the store. They seem preoccupied going through the yogurt flavors, which unfortunately gives you the time to think through things again. Your mind drifts, thinking of memories of Ian, clearer now than they had been that morning. One memory in particular, it was how he had looked when you kicked him out after finding out he had cheated on you. After running that memory in your mind a few times the memory of meeting Jack slowly started playing too. It hadn’t been long after Ian had left either, and you still weren’t completely sure where he came from. If he was a hallucination, could it have been your loneliness that made you imagine this pretty clown man to befriend you? Maybe that was why he was so attached to you? But, Jack certainly felt real, everytime he touched you, it felt real and so very safe. Maybe you did want him? Your thoughts were broken by a shy dark haired boy who stood in front of you. He couldn’t have been much younger than you, and he sported a gray and black shirt with a large black coat.

“We’re ready- to uh- pay- whenever you are?” he seemed nervous, a light blush spreading over his cheeks as he looked away from you, shifting nervously on his feet. One of the guys in the group set down the last of the three yogurt cups onto the scale, and you finish up their transaction. As two of the three guys start to leave the guy in the dark clothing lingers, glancing slyly at you, trying not to stare but also seeming to also want to admire you. “So- uh- you- work here often?” His blush deepens and he looks away again, clearly embarrassed. You can't help but be confused, annoyed and a little humored by his awkwardness.

“Yeah- unfortunately” you reply, attempting to give a light hearted air to your words.

“C-cool- Cool.” he pushes out, almost relieved you didn't call him an idiot. He seems at a loss for words now too, wanting to continue the conversation but feeling too awkward. He makes small noises before he takes his frozen yogurt and walks out. Once he’s gone you give a sigh and a light smile lingers on your face as you think about how silly that interaction was.

The rain continues to pound outside and your day drones on uneventfully and lacking any customers. Soon enough it was time to close and you did so quickly and happily. By the time you were finished with your last sweep you almost skipped out of the store. Jack smiled softly to you as you locked the door, him holding your umbrella once again. Once you were ready you turned around and the pair of you quietly walked home. He nudges you again about half way through the walk, his familiar gentle motion to let you know he was still around.

Once home you quickly kick off your shoes and flop onto your couch with a heavy sigh. You relax with your eyes closed and a gentle sigh. God you needed this seat.

“Hey.. sunshine?” Jack's soft cooing voice sang as you felt his weight and warmth settle in next to you. “Can I ask- who’s Ian..?” he asked softly. You rolled your head up to look at Jack.

“He’s..” Your gaze falls away from the kind caring clown. “An ex..” You gently hug yourself as you feel yourself become warm from all your emotions washing through you. You wanted to talk about him with Jack. You wanted to get it out. You haven’t really told anyone about what happened. Jack wraps a comforting arm around you after seeing you close in on yourself. His other hand rests on your arms, encouraging you to open up. You swallow your emotion like its pill stuck in your throat, then you continue. “He was all I had since we were kids.. Best friends forever- least we were supposed to be..” You felt your lips gently quiver before shaking your head to try to push it away. “and,, as we had gotten older we became something.. More. I don't think we ever officially labeled it- but we both had the mutual understanding that- we were who the other wanted for,, forever..” You huff softly as you feel the sadness hit you harder than before and Jack pulls you into him. He hugs you just to let you know he’s listening and understanding, to let you know you’re safe.

“So why does it seem like you’re so upset with him.. if you,,” he lingers before continuing “if you.. love him” that question hung in the air for a while. After you don’t respond for a while Jack gently leads your head to look up to him. “I’m sorry if that was too much, sunspot. If you can’t-” You shake your head softly, almost nuzzling into his hand.

“No- no it’s okay Jack,,” you mumble while looking up to him with sad eyes. “Ian.. cheated on me..” You mutter before turning away, almost ashamed to admit it. He pulls you back, running his thumb over your cheek to soothe you.

“I’m so sorry…” he whispers sweetly to you. He was making you feel so cared for and safe and you craved every touch he gave.

“And…” you felt your eyes slowly start to water. “He was all I had for so long... that when I made him leave I… became so very lonely.” You almost whimper to Jack, trying your best not to cry as you spoke. “I miss him so much Jack...” you whisper as you hide your watery eyes against his hand. “Then you came and you were so safe and I'm afraid I don’t feel genuine enough- like I should for you… or if I just feel these things for you because I can’t for Ian.” Tears pour from your eyes as you bite your lip, your voice and body shaking as you fight back sobs. Jack kindly rubs your back and swipes away the tears running down your cheeks.

“And because of that- I'm- afraid I make myself more lonely by pushing you away because I- don't wanna hurt you…but I still probably do hurt you..” You shake your head looking away and leaning against Jack's chest. He softly shushes you and hugs you tightly as you gently sob into him. “And you're so open, and honest, and kind and I don’t know if I’m completely able to feel all of this emotion as much as I want to- just… feel you hold me like this” you whimper as you cling against Jack, gripping his shirt tightly in your hands.

“It’s okay... I’ll be here for you however you need me… always” he promises you, resting his cheek against the top of your head and gently nuzzling. “You don’t have to tell me what you don’t feel you can,, you don’t have to do anything- feel anything you don’t want to feel.” He gives you a firm squeeze as you slowly calm down “You’re perfect…you didn’t deserve what they did to you- but it's okay to feel bad… or even miss them...” His words are like honey, slowly creeping into all your painful thoughts and soothing them, lessening their raw, burning pain. Being heard, letting it out, had helped tremendously. Especially with how Jack was holding you, close and warm.

“I’m sorry...” You murmur, feeling Jack’s hand on your back slowing. “I’m so sorry if I’ve hurt you,, or disappointed you or burdened you or- '' Jack sits up and grabs your face gently. Holding you on either side with his hands, making you look him in the eye.

“None of that sunspot.” He said firmly, his eyes full of nothing but determined care. “You. Are. Perfect.” he says again “You are so amazing- Please never say any of that again” he demanded, his thumb running over your cheek. You look at him with adoration and understanding. You were so close. You nod softly and nuzzle into his hands, soaking up his sweet comforting warmth.

“Jack...” you whisper before looking up to him again with your eyes lingering on his lips. Before you know it, your body draws itself into Jack’s more and your lips find their way to pressing up against his. You feel him push back against your kiss, his hands holding you firm against him. You reach up and gently take one of his hands to lace your fingers together. You felt so overwhelmed with love at that moment. You didn’t want to pull away, but you felt Jack’s lips slowly retreat. You open your eyes and spot Jack’s deep red cheeks and fond eyes looking at you.

“I'm so glad you’re feeling better sunshine.” He says sweetly, and you instinctively nuzzle into the hand against your cheek, turning your head and gently giving it a kiss. That only seems to fluster Jack more. He pulls you against him again, similar to how the pair of you were seated earlier that morning, but this time you didn’t hesitate to kiss Jack as soon as you were situated. The pair of you layed there, trading soft and passionate pecks. Jack occasionally whispers loving praises to you, and soon, you fall asleep in exhaustion against his chest.

#somethings wrong with sunny day jack #swwsdj #sdj #sdj ian #sdj jack #sdj x reader #sunny day jack #sunnydayjack #sunny day jack x reader #sunny day jack x mc #sdj nick #joseph cullman #joseph haberdae #jack haberdae #sdj jacktor #gn!reader #gn!mc #gn reader #gn!y/n

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xlycorisxradiatax · 6 months

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Reunited (?)

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lexthenonbinary · 6 months

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I love you headcanons for sunny day jack. I was wondering if you have headcanons for Joseph Cullman too? You don't have to if you don't want to, but thanks for reading this!

yesssssss i would absolutely love to do this. sorry it took a second, i'm recovering atp. but yea!!

THIS IS 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI OR YOU'LL BE BLOCKED AND ANY AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED TOO

with that out of the way, enjoy <3 gn as possible

-Joseph.......loves praising mc???? but like also in a degrading way than the way jack would. think more towards 'you're such a good sl*t' etc etc

-loves public s*x...there's no way you can look at the man and say he doesn't. of course doesn't want to get into trouble with the law or terrify children, but think of it as a game. see how many times mc can nut on his fingers. before the two of them have to finish this...elsewhere

-loves to tease, doesn't matter about what, just to see mc flush and try to hide is just so appealing to him. even more so when they're going at it in the bedroom and watching mc fall apart with his c*ck and his voice??? mmmm he'll take that everyday

-loves pet names. mc calls him something like "my love" or "baby" or "honey" don't ask him why his first response is to get excited...he's such a lonely man.

-if you want to try things in the bedroom? he doesn't care. mc wants to call him different names/titles? 100% is on board. when him and mc figure out the best title? oh man he's gonna use it against mc everrrrrryday.

-just like last post, he's absolutely for sloppy toppy. he can't get enough of it. tho it's more like an appetizer than like him actually wanting to finish, mc other holes are his main dish he wants in all the time.

-instead of praising when mc tops? filthy talker. goading mc to go harder/faster with whatever equipment they got (bought or organic is fine, he's not picky). even will ride mc to get the results he wants. he's not no pillow princess

-doesn't really sub, more like less domineering than anything else. doesn't mean to? but will laugh in mc's face if they suggest being in charge.

-shouldn't tell him how much you love any part of his body...especially his c*ck....he's gonna be an unstoppable force of nature and it's so sexy scary seeing how he uses this to his advantage

-love's bondage, especiallyyyy on mc. seeing them wrapped in whatever rope/silk? hard, matter of minutes. so turned on

-size different? esp if mc is shorter than him? he's in heaven. he loves that mc gotta crane their neck to him to do anything

softer hc's i think i got all the major k*nks i can think of.

-loves being little spoon. like don't get him wrong he loves dominating mc, and caring........but sometimes he wants to be held??? wouldn't flat out ask for it, but if mc does it on their own? joseph's smitten.

-since he's not rich/doesn't make a lot of money...his idea of love and showing affection is just mostly spending quality time. oh mc gotta do grocery shopping? he's with them. doing basic tasks? follows like a an obedient puppy.

-loves soft touches. when mc just randomly touches him? cups his face? strokes his hair? trace his back? it's a wrap. he's literally gonna be so smitten and soft for mc

-never had someone care about him. so when mc see's he's struggling? and helps give him a 'self care day'? he doesn't know how to react. genuinely stuck between wanting to cry and rejecting the idea of it. fully accepts it after awhile. it's his favorite thing to do with mc

-loves when mc plays with his hair, likes brushing it? and just being so gentle? (actually figuring out that 2-in-1 isn't actually good) and takes the time to let mc take care of his hair. it's so soft and nice now.

-can only cook the essentials...........like eggs and ramen. if mc can cook better than him? well he's been sold for everything else, but this is just a bonus.

-doesn't really speak. genuinely loves hearing mc talk about their day/in general because he thinks their voice is so lovely.

-wants to take care of mc no matter what. mc is the first person to care for him, he wants to make sure they're taken care of.

personally this is a little adhd snippet? i personally hc him that has adhd

-he's weird? he can maintain eye contact, but if you're talking to him, he's walking while listening. so he can actually Listen

-was always shit on for having hyperfixations, esp as a kid...mc makes it safe for him to explore himself and his childhood.

-cannot watch anything without subtitles. it's like...without the subtitles he can't understand shit

-can get really good at something in a matter of days then just dip....because it doesn't stimulate his brain as much as it did

enough adhd content, also it's MY hc because i have audhd, skip over it if you don't want to read it

-joseph loves all shapes mc would be in....just really really loves fat mc. like he loves tummy.

#sunny day jack #somethings wrong with sunny day jack #sdj joseph #lemon #citrus #joseph cullman #sunny day jack x reader #sdj joseph x reader

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yanderelovlies · 1 month

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Note: It's self-indulgent, honestly. Also, it's my way of slowly getting back into writing. I'm clearing out my drafts slowly but surely.

Character: Joseph

Fandom: SWWSDJ

Leaving for work today, Joseph knew something was...off with you. Usually, you wake him up with a warm smile and kisses. This morning, you clung to him like your life depended it on it and used every excuse in the book to keep him home. It took everything in him, not stay, but today was another shooting day, so he HAD to be there. He promised to make it up to you later before kissing your forehead and leaving.

You were on his mind all day. The director had to call for his attention multiple times during that shoot until he eventually yelled out a disappointment. "Let's take a break!" Even then, Joseph worried about you.

When he got home, a part of him expected the smell of dinner, followed you, coming to the door to greet him with a kiss and hug. However, the more logical part of him was right when he opened the door, and it was dark. The smell of pizza filled the air because you still wanted him to come home to something.

Joseph navigated through the dark house to the room that he last left you in. As he opened the door, he frowned, seeing you laying bed. He quietly walked to his side of the bed, climbing in the and wrapped his arms around you, holding you close to him.

"Hey baby." He whispered as he gently kissed the top of your head. "Anything I can do for you?"

You were silent for so long that Joseph thought you were asleep. "Just being here, and holding me is enough...." Your voice is quiet and rough show casing that you haven't talked since that morning.

"Okay, doll." He makes sure you two are close and his arms are wrapped tight yet comfortably around you. His head rests on yours, his eyes looking at the wall. He wants to ask you about it but doesn't want to overwhelm or upset you. So instead, he holds you like he requests and waits for you to say something or sleep takes him.

Hours passed, and Joseph's eyes were slowly closing when he felt you move. On instinct, he opens his arms, allowing you movement. Instead of getting up, you turn to face him before burying your head in his chest.

With the new position, Joseph rewraps his arms around you, and one of his hands comes up to massage your scalp. "Comfy?" You nodded but keep your face buried in his chest.

You pulled away slightly before speaking "I....don't know why I feel like this......I just..." You seemed to be struggling with words.

Joseph kisses your head, gently shushing you. "Shh.. It's okay. You don't need to explain or even have an answer. Just know that I'm here for you."

There was a pause before you responded again. "Thank you..."

"Anthing for you, doll." He kissed the top of your head, settling down for the night.

#sunny day jack #swwsdj #something's wrong with sunny day jack #x reader #joseph x reader #sdj joseph x reader #sunny day jack joseph #sdj joseph

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elfqueen006 · 2 months

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Trash

Tags: roommates, the 80s, alcohol mention, Joseph sucks a bit in this, unrequited love, canon divergent

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“Come on, baby, please?”

You hear Joseph’s voice in the living room as you throw on some clothes. You decide to listen in, curious. Who’s on the chopping block this time?

“Just… please send me some cash, I’ll take you out and we can have a sweet time tonight.” he said, speaking honey sweet words into the receiver. “I’ll make it worth your while. What do you say?”

You push your door open carefully so as not to make a sound, stepping out into the hallway.

“No- no, baby! Baby…” he pleaded profusely before his expression soured. “Fucking bitch!” he yelled, slamming the phone onto the hook. At the same time you shut the door and hurried out from the hallway.

“You called?”

Joseph pinched the bridge of his nose, “I said fucking bitch…”

“Oh, thought you said (Name).”

Joseph chuckles and his initial bad mood seems to be forgotten once he sees you’re carrying a wallet. “I was wondering where that was. Couldn’t find it in your jacket.” He nods to the aforementioned, hanging on the coat rack. When you moved in it had just been there. ‘Came with the room,’ your landlord said, but you thought better of that. You just assumed someone left it and brushed it off with a shrug; after all, who doesn’t like free stuff?

You raised a brow, “You went through my jacket?”

He smiles, “Of course I did.” Of course he did.

“Besides, you told me to help myself to whatever I wanted. Your food is mine, mine is yours, etcetera…”

“I was referring to the kitchen and television, Joseph.”

You don’t even know why you were explaining that. He obviously knew, otherwise he wouldn’t be giving you that “yes I’m a bastard but don’t you wanna pinch my cheeks?” face.

“I only found sixty-two cents anyway.” he muttered.

“Did you keep it?”

“No, It wasn’t even enough for a pack of cigarettes.”

“The economy…” you said.

Joseph shrugged and flopped down on the couch, his massive weight pushing it back a bit. You wince when it hits the wall.

“Easy on the couch, you know shit here is cheap..” you said.

“So you should have no problem buying another one.” Joseph replied. He barely helped pay the rent enough as is, so why would he pitch in for the furniture? You supposed you couldn’t hold it against him though, his ex-girl over the phone was probably going to be half of this month’s rent.

He sees you throwing on your jacket and raises up slightly, “Where ya going?”

“To get a drink,” you said. The man’s eyes light up at that and he instantly hops off the couch.

“Oh, hang on! Lemme get my jacket too!”

“I’m only getting a pack of wine coolers.” you said, but Joseph was already coming back in his ratty corduroy.

“I’ll take a smidgen of anything with alcohol in it right now, let’s just go!” he then began to pull you along with him out the door.

You didn’t get wine coolers like you planned. After a lot of hassling from Joseph he convinced you to come to a small bar on the side of the wall of a building. One of the places he frequented most likely, as everyone knew him by name. The bartender regarded him with annoyance and mild amusement as he spouted some schmoozy words about his day and why he’d be late on his payment that day.

“Put it on my tab? Thanks.” Joseph said with a smile.

“Can I just have a coke?” you asked.

You heard Joseph scoff beside you, “Really? What happened to wine coolers?”

“The stuff from here is too pricey…”

“I literally come here because the shit here is cheap!” Joseph said.

“If it’s so cheap, why don’t you pay your tab on time?” The bartender said, pouring you a glass of coke.

“I just never have it when I need it!”

“When you need it, you’re spending it on booze.” You muttered into your cup.

Abruptly Joseph stood up, waving the two of you off. “Fuck the both of you…”

Sighing, you continue to nurse your drink. Then, deciding to look over the menu’s cheaper options, you decide it wouldn't be a big loss to spike your drink a bit. You hold out your cup to the bartender asking him for a shot of low quality liquor in your coke.

Joseph is taking a while to come back from…wherever the hell he is. At first, you assumed he was going to the bathroom. You hoped he didn’t ditch you with the tab.

The bartender leaned down on the bar counter, getting eye level with you. “So, you with him?” he asked.

“Yeah but I’m not paying for his tab.” you replied simply.

“No, I mean like, is he your man?”

You scrunch your nose and you can’t tell if it’s because of the question or your drink’s sharp taste. You simply shook your head, looking elsewhere.

The bartender hums, “Do you like him?”

“Yeah… he’s nice.” A quick glance at the bartender told you he wasn’t impressed with your answer. He was clearly digging for more. Perhaps some gossip. And while that wasn’t your thing exactly, you found yourself confessing to something you didn’t think would come out of your mouth.

“I don’t date guys like Joseph.”

“What are guys like Joseph?”

“...”

Trash. Scheming, whorish, trash. Like many other bumpkins, Joseph came to the city with a dime and a dream. They often leave with nothing, get lucky, or scrape for the scraps the big dogs leave behind. He was a lost puppy that couldn’t be kept and wanted something different than what you could give him. When he didn’t want anymore he left without warning, and took to the streets.

He was cut from an imbalanced cloth; born with good looks, a big dick, and bad judgment.

But you liked him. It was hard not to, he was attractive. He was funny. And he was confident, even when he was wrong. You were pretty sure that your fascination went beyond just wanting to sleep with him. But you knew who he was and his type. He’d confessed to trying to steal from you for chrissakes.

You couldn’t say you knew the exact outcome for Joseph, seeing as he was fairly new to the city. And there were times you wanted to help him get to where he’s going. But you didn’t want to be that person who fell for a grifter, sweet talked into giving when you had enough until you had nothing. Even if there were a chance he’d want you, convince you to elope with him on a motorbike, heading to wherever the wind took you – what would you have to show for it when the man you’d rely on had no sense and not a penny to his name?

Love?

“Well-”

“Guess who just got forty dollars easy, you bitches?” Joseph triumphantly boasted, slamming a couple of twenties with some change on the counter and sliding it towards the bartender.

“How’d you come up with that so fast?” you asked.

Joseph smirked, “I have my ways.”

In the next second, an older flushed man hastily pulled his pants up as he scrambled out of the bathroom; you gave an impressed nod.

“Lemme just…get that,” you swiped one of the twenties and pocketed it.

“Wh- hey! That could’ve covered half my tab!” Joseph protested.

“And now it’s covering half your rent,” you said, grinning at him.

Joseph sucked his teeth. “And here I was thinking you liked me for my smoldering personality.”

“Add on a bank account to that personality, and I might like you more than I do now.”

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i think i'll make a part 2 to this. I originally planned for there to be smut, but I'm burnt out lowkey. I got several different drafts on the backburner.

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I just found your blog and I’m absolutely in love with the way you write headcanons! If you don’t mind, could you write some angsty hcs about Jack trying to differentiate himself from who he used to be as Joseph, wanting to be someone new as Jack and trying to reinvent himself? Maybe with an MC that wants to know who he used to be, but Jack keeps insisting that he’s only ever been ‘Jack’?

Jack absolutely does not see himself as Joseph in any way. As far as he's concerned, Joseph is dead. To him, to the world, that isn't who he is nor will he be. That past part of him buried as deep as he could

He had thirty years locked in that that vhs tape has given Jack plenty of time to perfect his persona as best he can, to be the best man he possibly can be, a better, real Jack

When it comes to the initial asking, Jack will simply introduce himself as such. Sunny Day Jack, that's all there is to him. It's who he is now and who he was meant to be. Not just for his own sake but for yours as well.

Jack holds nothing but ill will for his former self and will absolutely hide anything and everything regarding it from you

Joseph was troubled, or was trouble, it doesn't much matter to Jack but he can't have that kind of toxic influence you, now can he? Joseph coped with unhealthy vices, was rebellious, modified his body for attention- you don't need that sort of negativity in your life.

But fact of the matter is, Jack is Joseph and Joseph is Jack whether he likes it or not and you can see those cracks in the veneer from time to time; where is less of the sugary sunshine and more of the cynic. There's this palpable dichotomy of confidence and self loathing within him

Jack won't call this a phase or facade, this is who he is and when he says this to you- it is spoken as an absolute. It's who he is now, who he wants to be, he has a second chance to do everything right this time and to do right by you-he wouldn't let something so trivial as a ghost of himself ruin that

What will be more difficult is, as time goes on, to whom and how to shift the blame when it comes to body count and violence. Is it Jack? Or is it Joseph? (It's both but blame is so easier to to pin on a name you don't like)

Like I'd stated before, no matter how you press or pry, Jack won't ever give up the gig and will work all the harder to prove to you that he's not hiding anything. And to him, he isn't. Nothing he says is technically a lie because I mean...he did come out of a vhs tape, why wouldn't he take it's former contents as reality

When Jack thinks the convincing is for your benefit, it's really for his own. When he asks for your validation, he needs it as Jack. Proof that what he's doing is right. That killing and retooling himself was the right thing to do. Nobody needed Joseph. Nobody wanted Joseph. But Jack? Oh, he was-and is- adored.

He prides himself on that, this shiney new repackaging of himself. Bright as the sun, beaming with optimism, healthy influence to positively impact your growth. Jack's is a face you can trust, not one with under eye circles and smelling of tobacco.

Really, Jack is a hypocrite. He always ran and changed himself rather than confront his issues but your issues? Your problems? Well...he might be able to forgive you needing his help, but really Jack would sooner view this all as him not wanting you to make the same mistakes he had a lifetime ago. He just wants whats best for you but if that requires his intervention (perhaps without your knowledge) well...why burden you with it? Some things just need to be wordlessly put to bed or buried.

Despite it all, the slips of Joseph through Jack I don't think are ones he really weighs too much. Because when it comes to you, they want the same thing. But with this reinvention where Jack likely equates Joseph to being dead and gone, he's just dormant. They're both pretty dominant and really, it's just two sides of the same coin. They're one and the same but Jack will fight tooth and nail for otherwise.

Because otherwise, what does all of this amount to? What does he amount to? It puts all he's done and how far or short he's come under worse scrutiny. Jack/Joseph is a deeply complex character who is hesitant to let you get too close to knowing him and the many facets, it's for your safety despite that he can, and will, know anything and everything about you by any means necessary.

I might revisit this one too, it felt a lil short-- I hope it's okay OTZ

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