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elfqueen006 · 16 days
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We Cry Together
Yeah, here's that toxic Joseph fic I was telling y'all about. It's May x Joseph in a swap!AU or Joseph in place of Ian. He's pretty shitty here - be warned. I wrote it on the fly, the grammar might be a bit sloppy and mismatched I think, cus I wrote one part before the other and forgot to edit some of them.
Tw: cheating, arguing, toxic dynamics
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Joseph chuckled in that teasing sort of way. The kind he only used with her. May cranes her head around into their kitchen to see him sitting on the chair at their bar counter.
He looked happy...
"Yeah? ... I'd like that..." He pauses, scribbling something down on a notepad. "Okay, see you then."
He hangs up the phone and his charming glow of mischief fades once he sees May standing a ways from him. A curious yet unreadable look on her face.
"Hey, what are you doing up?" He asked.
May tilted her head, "What are you doing up?"
Joseph wet his lips, sparing a shifty glance at his phone before waving it, "Taking a call."
"From..?"
"You know um... the girl, the producer's daughter? I don't know her- I mean I know her name it just" he laughs, "leaves me."
May narrowed her eyes, "Samantha? Yeah, you've been talking about her all week, I'd hope you remembered her name."
His eyes widened at that, "Why would you... hope that?"
May doesn't answer, instead her gaze lowers to the piece of paper in his hand. Joseph's hand reflexively slides over it. She approaches without warning and pulls it from under his palm.
Dinner w/ Samantha @ 4pm
"You told me you were being called back for another shoot." May said, voice devoid of emotion, yet filled with scrutiny.
Joseph finds his voice becoming very small, "I was... Samantha just called after."
"And why does she want dinner with you of all things?"
"Because she...wants to talk about my career."
May has seen Samantha. She's met her formally at one of their studio held dinners. Or about as formal as you could get. There was talk of Joseph being a new official cast member on a tv show he'd been an extra in, with a good few speaking lines.
Samantha only ever talked to the cast members, and she looked a big young for business. Not college young. But definitely inexperienced. She radiated amateur, especially as she asked the director for a role on his show.
When May tried to formally introduce herself or speak, she had a habit of cutting her off "conveniently". And Joseph would let her...
When she looked him square in the face, the subtle swallow in his throat all but confirmed her suspicions.
The light in May's eyes leaves - she gives him a half lidded gaze. Joseph shudders at the expression. It excites him honestly, how easily she gets annoyed or agitated. It's always been a small game of theirs to him, because he knows they'd end up spooning, fucking, or just generally in a good spot again. But he's honestly a little scared. May is a good girlfriend. She takes care of him. She supports him. She loves him. He knows he doesn't deserve anyone like her, but if she could give him another chance...
He follows after as she turns to leave, probably to cry, "Rosie, listen." He used her nickname, and he couldn't even get the usual response of playful annoyance.
"Get out." She said, cold and prompt.
"Get out?- May listen to me."
She turns to him with her same expression, only her eyes are wet. He hates the part of him in his body that says "gotcha". He's thinking about all the right words to schmooze her over and make her his again. He knows he's not being fair or nice or good, but all he can think of is making sure she stays hooked.
Joseph takes a gentle hold of her wrists with his hands, a silent plea to stay put and then he ran them up her arms, resisting a smirk at her goosebumps. He puts on a mournful expression when he meets her eyes. The half-lidded and lightless expression is the same, but they aren't cold like at first. They're misty and dim, like a humid April day, when you just know it's about to rain.
"Listen to me..." he began, his voice is lowered for only the two of them to hear, despite them being the only ones in the room. "This wasn't for anything personal. It was only for me."
May furrowed her brows, pulling away from him.
Wrong answer.
"What the hell does that mean?"
"What I mean is like, she doesn't mean anything. It's just for the job."
"So you were willing to fuck a bitch over your job?" May spat, "Did the fact that you have a girlfriend ever occur to you?"
Joseph was beginning to get exasperated. He looked up at the ceiling and rolled his eyes.
"May, you know I'm loyal to you. Honestly, my very word should be enough as well as like, what- over five years of commitment?"
"So you think that gives you a pass to fuck another woman? You've been so fucking good you should just have access to other bitches as a treat?"
"Stop calling her a bitch, May, it's tacky and you've barely talked to her." Joseph snapped back, "and I mean that it shouldn't matter. I mean, I love you and you know it!"
"No, no I don't. Because if you loved me you'd know me and know I don't fucking share!" Her voice cracked as she spoke, "I don't care if it's for your job or your dying granny or anything, Joseph Cullman, you know that the very idea of even touching another woman should be off-limits when you're with me!"
Joseph then laughs. May narrowed her eyes, expecting him to fill her in on the 'joke'.
"You know, I really think you're the last person to be saying that."
He seemed satisfied to see she was stunned - something that didn't come often with her. But it came with women. Women he'd argued with, and when they were in that state they often out of an argument. He took that as his cue to head into their room.
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When Joseph woke up, May wasn't there with him. He gripped the sheet under him, feeling something cold in his chest at the absence of her. Maybe she'd already gone to work?
He sat up with a sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He'd have to apologize. He knows he would. Otherwise she'd ice him out for a whole month, especially with what he had to do. It wasn't personal at all, really. But he felt a weird territorial urge to defend his keep, if that was what he was calling it. He knew Samantha liked him, but he only was going to entertain her for the role on the show. Maybe he would've rather gotten it honestly, but when he and May were living off of takeout on her salary, there wasn't any time for that.
He wanted to get something his way. And it wasn't like May was some angel, neither. She had all the money a girl could ask for, and the girls boyfriends she screwed back in high school certainly didn't add to any of that. At least he's trying to do something for them. It just happened to be in a kind of shitty takeaway. Maybe if people actually did their jobs the way they were supposed to, he would have a better chance of climbing the ladder.
But it was time to do business - Hollywood's way.
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It went about as well as he'd hoped. As expected, going to bed with her wasn't ideal. But hell, she was fun at most. Good looking at least. Not exactly up to his standards. But it made him feel prideful on the fact that after all that, he'd be getting what he paid for. It feels a bit like college.
He snickered at the thought.
He tossed the dinner receipt in a random trash can way before driving home.
As he pulled up to the parking lot in the apartment, he saw a moving van. Something in his chest dropped at that, and he didn't even know why. Could she have..?
As he got out of the car he got a good look at the movers coming out from the back of the doors. They were carrying boxes full of boots, belts, tees, and dirty magazines. His heart raced. He came up behind one of the men and pulled him aside.
"Hey, who's boxes are those?"
The man shrugged, "Some girls' ex-boyfriend's things."
Joseph's eyes widened as he looked up at the apartment window where their room would be. He could see May's silhouette and her dark fingers holding the curtains before they shut.
He pointed at the movers, "Don't move another inch, don't move!" Before running up into the apartment.
He hissed multiple curses as he dug inside of his jeans, searching for his keys that seemed to be nowhere, conveniently. After what felt like an hour he finally produced them and wasted no time going in.
Inside was could only be described as a bad dream realized. Movers were taking down every trace of him in his apartment. His suggested decorations, his pictures, his clothes, his old playbooks. All of them being packed up and shipped away in boxes.
And May was in the middle of all of it, advising them like she were the director of her own fucking movie set while smoking a fucking cigarette - something she said she always hated, and continued to do until she quit.
When she finally paid mind to him she sneered. Joseph folded his arms, giving her an expectant look.
Tell them to leave.
May took a long drag of the cigarette, before blowing the smoke his way. He stroke towards her and pulled her by her wrist into a corner. She tried to flick the cigarette ash on him, but he shook her arm so she'd drop it before he stamped it out. May grimaced at the now ruined part of her carpet.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Joseph hissed.
"What do you think?"
"I think you're messing up our life, that's what."
May shoved him in the chest roughly, "And where the fuck did you come from, huh? What'd you do to make it better - tell me!"
Joseph glanced around at the movers, some of them were glancing their way, but it didn't matter much to them. This was actually one of the common occurrences for when they did a job.
He got close and stopped her hands before she tried to hit him again, "Keep your voice down." Joseph growled.
"Why? You were so sure of yourself last night. I bet you feel real good now, don't you?"
"Shut up-"
"You fucked that bitch didn't you?" She sneered.
He pushed her up against the corner, his nails digging into her wrists with their harsh hold.
She jerked in his grip, "Let go!"
One of the movers approached them, "Hey, hey man, that's enough."
Joseph's eyes were full of white hot rage as he pointed at him with his free hand. "Don't fuck with me, get the fuck back."
"What you gonna do, hit me?" May said suddenly.
"Shut up."
She jerked away, "So, for what? So you can hit me when they ain't looking?"
"Nobody's gonna fucking hit you!" Joseph hissed.
"But you want to though," May pushed, "You wanna fucking hit me because I'm exposing you for a selfish fucking bastard-"
"May!"
"- who wanna fuck a random bitch to feel like a man, can't even act for shit so you hoe yourself out-"
"What the hell do you want from me, huh?!" His voice boomed throughout the apartment, startling the rest of the movers. May even stopped. When she didn't reply, Joseph continued, "I already do so. Damn. Much for you! I clean the house when you're at work, I cook because you don't know how! And you would deny me the opportunity to actually take care of us?"
"So I fuck some girl to keep the lights on, it isn't the first time I've done it either." May's eyes widened at that, "Yeah, I did that shit for us. And they still didn't mean shit to me! I believe just this once I should be allowed to make us some actual money instead of living off your shitty yogurt salary!"
After that, it fell deathly quiet. So much so, one could only hear the whirring of the ceiling fan.
By this point, Joseph already knew he didn't have a spot in the apartment anymore. But he refused to be perturbed, even as May's eyes welled up with tears or one of the movers began to dial 911. He simply folded his arms, looking his soon-to-be ex dead in the face.
"Well... If I'm not doing enough then you can take yourself somewhere you don't have to slum off my mediocre salary." May said, her voice cracking. Only then Joseph's gaze softened, but he had enough sense not to argue or plead or beg, then he allowed himself to leave.
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hig4nb4na · 7 months
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Reunited (?)
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myngxy-sue · 7 months
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Okay, but Joseph and Sanne struggled to find someone willing to officiate their wedding. Why? Despite it being almost 14 years since interracial marriage was legalized in Texas, quite a bit of people were still opposed to the idea. Some hid behind the excuse of religious reasons, other were upfront about their disgust. Hell, there were even people trying to talk them out of it. But Sanne and Joseph were gonna marry each other no matter what, and if they had to go elsewhere to do it, so be it.
Thankfully, though, they were able to find someone to officiate the wedding.
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softmangoes · 2 months
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fic - never let me go
[joseph haberdae/cullman x female OC]
Synopsis: In El Paso, Joseph finds his sunshine.
"I could stay with you," he blurted, the words tumbling out of his mouth before he could decide whether it was right to say them. God, what was he doing? This was crazy. He was crazy. This would be the end of any hope to be in her life. "I can cook and clean. If there's anything you need to get done, I'll do it."  When she didn’t say anything, he wanted to take everything back. Her eyes studied his face, as if she was trying to determine whether he was actually serious.  "There's only one bed," she said after a moment, sheepish. "And it's not very big." 
on ao3
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hig4nb4na · 5 months
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Lisa & Joseph
When he want her so bad...
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elfqueen006 · 6 days
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Once Again, Nevermore
Joseph Cullman x May-Rose (OC)
Tags: Drama, Hurt/comfort, past mistakes, lemon/smut, modern au.
Part two to this
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"Good morning, Sunshine!"
"What the fuck!?" May flinches away from the doorway, her arm coming out in a swing as the man in front of her reeled back to keep from getting hit.
"H-hold on-"
She swung again but her wrists were caught by the larger man. She hissed and cussed at him, while jerking around in his grip.
"Hey hey! It's okay! It's me!" The man said. May froze at the familiar sound of his voice. She lowered her fists, finally taking the time to a good look at his appearance. He was wearing a blue wig, red face paint marking his cheeks, chin, and nose. He was wearing a blue jacket over a t-shirt with a red and yellow streamed design and brown pants. Any other time, she would have considered this man a run of the mill freak but when catching his dark doe eyes she thought...
That's my freak!
"Joseph, what the hell is this?" She exclaimed.
He took a step back and cleared his throat. May narrowed her eyes as he put on a performative smile.
"Good morning, sunshine! My name is Sunny Day Jack! I just thought I'd come by and brighten your day a little, if you didn't mind! Oh, by the way, are you subscribed to Channel Seven? That's the best way to get in touch with me and my friends, The Sunnytime Crew... on the Sunnytime Crew Show!"
May scoffed, feeling a snide smile spread on her face.
"Joseph, is this what you meant about showing me something?"
Joseph dropped the act and sighed, "Yeah. Yeah, I thought you'd be interested since you used to watch that show as a kid."
"You thought you could come and win me over with a kids show?"
"I'm not trying to win you over! I just... I want us to be on good terms again." He said.
She shook her head, "I feel like we were on fine enough terms."
"You mean you were fine being bitter over me?" Joseph said, his voice raising a bit with his rapid growing agitation.
May shrugged, looking indifferent. "I wasn't thinking about you." She said, "I don't want anything to do with you either. That's about as good we can get."
When Joseph didn't reply she continued, "For what it's worth though, I'm happy for you. You got to where you wanted at least." She then gripped the door, ready to close it on him.
"Wait!"
May paused, raising a brow. "Rosie. You don't have to be with me-"
"I sure don't."
"-but you can't be able to throw us all away so easily."
"You threw me away, Joseph. I expected you to do one thing, and that was respect my boundaries and not fuck other girls." May said.
"...that's two things." Joseph replied.
"And you basically told me to fuck off when I told you not to. What kind of idiot do you think I am to take you back?"
Joseph sighed, "I don't...I don't think you're an idiot. I just... I don't know what I'd do without you. You were there for me when no one else was."
"So was Ian."
"What are you bringing him up for..?"
At that, May averted her gaze. Unpleasant memories of high school came to mind. College wasn't much better either. She, Ian, and Joseph had ended up going to college, despite the former and ladders' previous disdain for the other. Ian had once been good friends with Joseph, but that all stopped one fateful day.
"Joseph, do you remember how you and I used to hate each other? And you told Ian not to hang out with me-"
"I didn't- I hadn't told him not to I-"
"You told him I was a "slut". And that I only liked attention... which was kind of true. Honestly, I knew he was into me. I even considered dating him for the hell of it."
Joseph narrowed his eyes at that. May couldn't decide between scoffing at his nerve to judge her and feeling ashamed at how careless she was with Ian's affections. She decided to just focus on the now.
"It wasn't just him though, you told everybody. You acted like you were better than me." Just like I did. "But then you came around and tried to be just like everyone else. Sleeping with the "fast" girl and acting like she was the only slut in the school. For what? To piss Ian off?"
"I wasn't trying to piss him off! I was trying to show him how you- how you were. You weren't any angel, May, I'm sorry but you weren't!"
"And neither were you! Who sleeps with their friends crush to prove a damn point?" May said.
"You did." Joseph bit out. It was so surreal seeing him in the costume of Sunny Day Jack as they had this conversation. Almost like the ghost of childhoods' past had manifested itself in front of her to shame her behavior. Children's shows are often made to educate and shape young minds not only to encourage a thoughtful youth but a better person when they grew into adulthood.
Her face flushed involuntarily under his scrutiny and she sighed. "What I'm saying is... we aren't good for each other."
"No- I-" He then growled, putting his hand to his head, "May, that shit is in the past!"
"We're still doing it, though!"
"I only did what I did to help us get by!"
"Joseph, you did that for you ! I wasn't fine with that! And you didn't respect that I wasn't fine with it! You did it because you wanted to act like you were some big man who had a say in our income!"
Joseph hit the doorway, making her flinch. He so wanted to scream "Didn’t I have a say?!" But as much as he wanted to argue, she had a point. He felt his face burn with all the frustration, pushing himself past and pacing himself inside her apartment. He stops to look around, his heart dropping at how much has changed without him. It's only May's Esscence and scattered celebrity magazines on their table instead of his Rolling Stone issues. Her incense sticks were burning, the fumes ingrained in the air. He used to feel like they were too suffocating and sweet smelling, but she can have them any time they want now that he's gone.
He then looked at the woman before him fully. She was still beautiful. Sad and hurt, but beautiful. And she'd always be that way without him.
"May-Rose, we can't leave it like this."
"We can't really go anywhere from this, Joseph." May replied.
Joseph stared at her, giving her body a slow once over. It was then she knew she was in trouble. He took slow steps toward her until he and her were right up against the other's body. He settled his hand against her waist and used the other to stroke her cheek with his thumb.
"Maybe I could have something to remember you by."
May scoffed, but she made no mood to push him away. Truth is, her skin was burning at his touch. It was worse when he moved his hand from her waist to the upper half of her thigh. Goosebumps rose from his touch, despite him wearing gloves.
Her legs involuntarily squeezed together. The action made him smirk.
"At least I know some parts of you still miss me," he then tilted her head up to look him in his hazel eyes. "Isn't that right, sunshine?"
May was in a daze, her head fogged up with numerous visions of the positions they can put themselves in...and the numerous other places to do them in.
"Jo..." She whispered.
"What is it, princess?"
"... stop fucking around and kiss me already." She huffed. This elicited a gleeful smile from her ex, who wasted no time smushing his lips against hers, gripping the small of her back to pull her close. She pulled him in by his head, their lips parting to slide their tongues against the other.
May sucked his tongue, making him moan into the kiss. His knees almost buckled beneath him when she rubbed her hand against his bulge, which strained against his pants. A little payback for earlier.
May broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting them. She then leaned in next to his ear, "This is how I have you. By your round... smooth... pretty balls." She kneaded his bulge for emphasis of each word. His breathing became shallow as he rolled his hips in tune with her actions.
"Rosie. Fuck, I need you."
"I know baby." she cooed, "but you know who's in charge, right?"
"Yes, yes, fuck-"
"Who is it?"
"It's you, baby, it's you, it's always been you!" He whined, feeling himself throb. At this point he might just come in his pants. While her hand was heavenly, it wasn't enough. He needed to be inside her.
"May, please. Let me... let me make you feel good."
May's eyes softened at the plea in his tone. It reminded her of college, when they finally started dating in their sophomore year. Ian had avoided the both of them during the summer and all through college. They drifted toward the other involuntarily. They took classes that were vastly different. But May had attended Ian's plays even when he paid her no attention. Joseph was there as well, trying not to be bothered over Ian's flippant replies and ice cold remarks.
Once the two got over their stubbornness they admitted exactly how alike they were, in personality, and taking advantage of someone who was their friend. Then they started spending nights together. And they saw parts of themselves that were so desperate and raw. Something they'd never show in the public aside from when they were in the corners of Greek mixers and pre-game parties.
May's eyes drifted down to his smiling belt. An iconic mark of the iconic clown character. Her hand moved up and over the ornament, her finger tracing the red mouth.
"Buddy belt," Joseph chuckled upon noticing her new focus, "I guess he's kind if in our way right now, huh?"
"Mhm."
He helped her undo the buckle and pull off his pants. She then laughed upon seeing the loose tape on his boxers. "They tried to tape your dick down?"
Joseph flushed as he rubbed the back of his head. "They said something about not wanting to repeat the same thing from the last show."
May snickered. Her mother, Hailey Daye, used to be Cloudy Belle Sue on the original shows airing. She told her that their shows' routine was to go into people's houses and educate the kids. But the original actor was apparently so attractive he'd gotten a slew of inappropriate fan mail and phone calls from mothers, single and married.
Joseph had his share of admirers even after they'd got together. Surprisingly though, the idea of him being seen by female fans and mothers, hadn't bothered her. Just look at where he was after all.
"They aren't going to ask about how long you've been out with the costume?" May asked.
"I'm supposed to be going to a few more houses advertising the show before five so I'd say we have... a good two hours or so." Joseph said with a smirk.
May held eye contact with him as she hooked her fingers in the side of his boxers, sliding them down, "Isn't that a bit wasteful, Sunny Day Jack?" she asked innocently.
"Nothings wasteful... if you spend the time with someone you care about, sunshine."
May didn't reply, instead removing her shirt and basketball shorts. Joseph's mouth went dry at the sight. No underwear top to bottom. Her brown, voluptuous body on display for him. He'd be lying if he thought he ever had a hope in seeing it again. His dick throbbed and rose in attention for it. The head bright red like a heat seeking missile.
"The couch." He said, not wanting to waste anymore time. The woman sat down, and then lied back, making a show of throwing her legs up and settling them onto the cushions. She wanted him as much as he did her. But she still wanted to torment him, just a little.
He wouldn't be seeing this again. You sure about that? Her traitorous conscience supplied. She shooed it off - this wasn't the time to process a bad decision. She could always hate herself later for it.
Joseph kicked off the pants and boxers at his ankles. "Spread yourself for me." He said. She raised a brow, prompting a sheepish smile from him, "...Please."
Satisfied, she opened her legs, giving him a nice view of her wet folds. He grinned, "I knew you'd be wet."
May rolled her eyes at his newfound cockiness. He pulled off the yellow gloves and slid his hands over her soft thighs. He rubbed and kneaded them like he were touching her for the first time. May sighed at the action, memories of late night massages coming to mind. Him spooning her when she'd had a rough day, and her him.
Moving his hands towards her upper thighs, he took two fingers and probed her entrance. She gasped softly, hips bucking softly as they moved up and down over her labia. Finally, he pushed them inside. May's head fell back against the couch arm, gasping and crooning as Joseph pumped his thick fingers in and out. Her back arched and moved in rhythm with his ministrations.
Joseph leaned over her body, hand pressed against the couch arm. He watched her intently as she gasped and moaned, eyelashes fluttering as he brought her close.
Not yet.
He pulled out his fingers all the way, ignoring May's upset griping as he tasted them. "Don't tell me you want to come from just my fingers." He remarked slyly.
May slapped his shoulder, "You knew what you were doing, asshole!"
"Yeah, I did..." He then propped his knee up beside her, lining himself up with her entrance. He wasted no time pressing forward. The tip alone made her insides expand. A moan caught in her throat as she gripped the couch cushions. Sweat was making her hair stick to her face. He brushed her curly bangs from her forehead, leaning down and kissing it.
Finally, with a sharp thrust, he was fully seated inside her. They'd both cried out. May's pussy was already clenching around him, and he was just about ready to blow. With a shaky breath he held her by the hips and began pulling her towards each thrust.
They started out soft and slow, before gradually picking up momentum. Their moans got louder and louder. May wrapped her legs around Joseph's waist, while he pulled her into each sharp thrust.
"Jo, I'm so close!" May's tone was more subdued, trying to keep from being too loud enough to alert the neighbors.
"I know, I know, me too." Joseph didn't care however. It's not like he lived there anymore. But he wouldn't mind if anyone thought he still had a place here with his baby. She was all that mattered in this moment. And he couldn't hold anything more back.
He took his thumb and rubbed circles on her clit, this got May to cry out along with the finality of his sharp thrusts. The feeling of her fluttering pussy around him had him coming right after.
Joseph groaned as his lie down over her. Their labored breathing sounded around the apartment.
Clarity then came over the two. May huffed as she realized what had just occurred. "Why'd you come inside?"
Joseph's eyes widened as he pulled back, looking between his exes face and where they were connected.
"Shit, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
May sighed, "It's fine, I can just go get something from the pharmacy."
After that it was quiet. No more words were exchanged as Joseph got up and went to get something from the kitchen to clean her and himself up. He put on his costume and adjusted himself, checking his looks on his phone. He cursed to himself, the makeup was smudged.
"Sorry about that." May said, noticing. "And holding you up."
Joseph shrugged, "I gotta do this same gig tomorrow. Besides, I asked you, didn't I?"
He then head to the door, May followed. They said their goodbyes. Joseph went down the hallway outsidde, about to go head the stairs when May called out, "Joseph."
He paused, looking back at her.
"We can't do this again."
He held her stare before leaving without a word.
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Wooo! I FELT this in my bones! I did this whit! Hope y'all enjoyed.
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myngxy-sue · 8 months
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"It seems silly now but it felt so amazing having someone who wouldn't deny me stuff like frozen yogurt. I was so used to missing out."
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myngxy-sue · 8 months
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"I've never had cotton candy before..."
"You're joking, right?"
"I'm serious. Mother thinks it's one of those things that only boys can enjoy."
SunnyDaytober Day #3: Cotton Candy
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myngxy-sue · 8 months
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"By pure luck, we found each other again. Though we said we'd be just friends, deep down we were yearning for much more. It was only a matter of time"
SunnyDaytober Day #16: Loving Gaze
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myngxy-sue · 8 months
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It's been a hot minute since I did a mundane Haberdae headcanon so here's another one.
Thanks to their respective cultures, Sanne and Joseph tend to use a lot of gestures while speaking. There are also a lot of moments where they just communicate by gestures a lot.
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myngxy-sue · 8 months
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"There were times where we'd do nothing but hold each other close and stay like that for a while. Hell, we still do."
SunnyDaytober Day #10: Cuddles
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myngxy-sue · 8 months
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"That was my most brazen act of rebellion. She wanted to believe that I was just being manipulated into loving him. But I proved her wrong..."
SunnyDaytober Day #8: Protective
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myngxy-sue · 8 months
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"She was hard to read at first. I couldn't tell if she really liked me. But then I saw how her eyes lit up when she looked at me."
SunnyDaytober Day #2: Cookies
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myngxy-sue · 8 months
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"We met in '72. We were different back then. Much different. But we love each other all the same."
SunnyDaytober Day #1: First Encounter
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myngxy-sue · 8 months
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Time for more mundane Haberdae headcanons because I feel like it.
Anyways, while both Sanne and Joseph are capable of cooking, they have to split who cooks what and when due to their different working hours.
Joseph is responsible for breakfast since he has to wake up and go to work earlier while Sanne deals with dinner since her work shift ends earlier.
Of course, this doesn't mean they always cook. Once again, like I established in a previous headcanon, they don't feel up to it on occasions.
Sometimes, they just do away with instant meals, takeout or even go out to eat if possible.
When neither of them have to deal with work, it becomes random somewhat. But they also like to cook together when they get the chance.
They always cook together on special occasions, like making a Christmas meal, for instance. Depending on what that occasion is, they will make food from their respective cultures.
And as a little bonus mostly for myself...
Joseph had to figure out how to cook for himself since it wasn't always guaranteed that his mother would leave anything for him. And when she realized he could cook for himself, she no longer felt obligated to make sure he was fed.
For Sanne, she was taught by her mother since she was a girl, and traditional values dictate that a woman's place was in the kitchen.
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Sanne's mother was hoping that sending her daughter to high school would scare her back into her arms. She never wanted to send her daughter to a public school but Sanne wanted it so badly. She was betting on everyone being cruel to her daughter. After all, the girl had been sheltered her whole life and many people found her cold personality off putting. No one would like to hang out with her, right?
Sanne was actually very close to dropping out and going back to being homeschooled when she met Joseph.
Sure, he didn't quite understand her, and he also found her strange. But he did genuinely want to hang out with her. After all, one thing they did have in common was being social outcasts in some way.
And while he wasn't the best company to have due to being a troubled teen, he still introduced her to the outside world and helped her adapt.
Thanks to him, she realized she wanted to be part of the world, not just in it.
And because of that, Sanne's mother is very resentful of Joseph. She blames him entirely for ruining her bond with Sanne when it was already becoming strained by the time they met. But most importantly, she believes he corrupted her.
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