#haberdae

[ligmaballsbaby]

Forgotten Haberdae Family time (1)

Mother and Son

(Jennifer and Johnny and Joseph)

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Date:#/#/1977

Joseph was still out at work... I still didn't know what his job was... And honestly I was too tired to ask... All I really notice is that sometimes he'll be gone for days or all night even... I know he's not cheating... Joseph would never do that to me... After All we have spent our whole lives together and I just had his child... I didn't even know I was pregnant until my water fucking broke at the diner I was working at in front of everyone... turns out I had one of those 'cryptic pregnancy'... Becoming parents at 17 just added more problems we had... After all we did run away together to start a new less shitty life just a year ago... Honestly I don't regret it, even though we struggle a lot I would rather be here with Joseph then go back with my mom... And I know he would rather be here with me than go back to his parents... We would rather be like this for the rest of our lives then go back to her old shitty ones back home... But having a surprise baby was a lot harder for us financially and mentally... But at the same time we don't see Johnny as a curse... He's our cute baby boy after all... Plus it's not his fault he's just a baby he didn't ask to be born... It's not his fault the economy is shit, it's not his fault we weren't careful while you're getting down and dirty (if you know what I mean)... But I was still kind of offended by one thing... Even though without realizing it I carried this little shit FOR NINE MONTHS and he had the audacity to come out of me and look just like Joseph!, I mean how unfair!!!.

It was around 3:00 at night, I already knew I was a hot mess I have barely gotten any sleep since Johnny was born and I haven't showered in a few days because we couldn't pay the water bill or the light bill and I have been wearing the same clothes for a few days because we didn't have any extra change to go down to the dry cleaners to get our clothes clean because if it isn't obvious we are flat out very broke, and there was only me and Johnny in the small one bedroom apartment me and Joseph managed to rent a few weeks ago... and honestly I'm proud of me and Joseph for working hard to afford this... it's better than staying at those motels or hotels you usually see on the news for someone being murdered there...Johnny was still crying and I was still trying to rock him to sleep, I just fed him and changed him but he was still crying... To be honest I wanted to cry too... But I had to keep myself together... There's no time for crying... I raised my head up in frustration and sighed... Gosh I'm so tired... And stressed... I looked down at Johnny who was still crying and sobbing loudly, I still rocking him gently... Trying to get him to calm down and go to sleep, and to be honest I was praying in my head for him to calm down and go to sleep... He's been crying for 2 hours... How can a little thing make so much noise?...

Jennifer: "Johnny please... Go to sleep... I'm begging you sweetie... You've been crying for two fucking hours..."

Johnny:"*continues to Cry and Sob and wine very loudly*"

I begged, still trying to rock him to sleep... Johnny just continued to cry and Sob loudly... So I'll take that as a big fat NO... I whined... All I wanted to do was sleep... I never wanted to go to sleep so much in my life... I started doing little spins while trying to rock him to sleep... I didn't even realize I was doing that... I guess I was that tired and too focused on getting Johnny to sleep...

I wanted to yell so many curse words maybe make my own language just to say more cuss words... Sometimes I would slip up and curse in front of Johnny but I would immediately feel bad... Even though he's a baby he's not going to remember... Or understand... But anyway to avoid that I would usually just say gibberish or random words... And I really wanted to say some cuss words so I might have to use that strategy to not sound like a sailor.... I raised my head up again in frustration, still rocking Johnny, still doing little spins around the room without even realizing it

Jennifer:"Miko fricker, shifter, gimbal dang it... Bingo sucker.. jaycomooo"

Suddenly I heard a little cute silly baby laugh, I looked down and realized Johnny was laughing, yes he finally stopped crying!, oh thank Lord!!!!!... Thank you!!!!... Johnny was smiling, he had one of those smiles that made you want to smile too but not in a weird way...

Johnny:"hehehahehehahaha!"

I smiled... Even though he is a little shit he is still me and Joseph's baby boy... Plus he is really cute... Of course because he's a baby and almost all babies are cute... I laughed...

Jennifer:"aw,are you laughing?, do you think that's silly?, are you being a little silly Billy Willie?"

I said in a squeaky little girl's voice which made him laugh even more... To be honest all that stressed I felt a moment ago... Was gone (not all of it but some of it)... I loved moments like this... I just wish Joseph was here to laugh with us... I wondered what he was doing right now... But I guess I'll have to think about that later I have to get Little Johnny to bed... So I can get to bed.

After about 20 minutes of a bunch of laughing and silly shit... I finally managed to get Johnny to sleep finally!!!... I walked over to his crib which was just at the edge of the mattress on the floor me and Joseph slept on (I found it on the edge of the sidewalk in some rich neighborhood) and I gently put him down, I bent down and gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead

Jennifer:"sweet dreams my little sunshine..."

[veenomsart]

🚩R E D F L A G S 🚩

reblog to support the artist! <3 (me!)

[tylerusagi]

Sunny Daytober Day 1 -

Something old, Something new...

I’m sorry I’m late, I tried to finished this yesterday 😭

[alizera62quartz]

SDJ- Tired 80s man having some morning Coffee~

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[juli3ette]

I like Joseph better when he has heeled boots and bell-bottoms (and mascara) ❤️

[lichilly]

the familiar warmth of blood.

[bza-vix]

🎶⛓️I lose control

When you're not next to me (when you're not here with me)

I'm fallin' apart right in front of you, can't you see?

I lose control

When you're not next to me,

Yeah, you're breakin' my heart, baby

You make a mess of me🎶❤️‍🔥

[poespicklejar]

Other versions of pouty baby boo.

[clownwave-mp3]

Pastel edits of my mock 80s manga cover of Joseph. I like this in so many different color palettes haha. Now I know how Araki feels….

[jjellyfisharts]

drew this gorgeous guy in a horror-ish manga style. ♡

[kurokrisps]

Ready, Set, Jo!!

Since seeing those alternate color sprites of Jack where he's red variant and purple variant, I imagined a slapstick style slice of life comedy where Jacktor has three different versions of himself that are just sort of triggered by goofy scenarios.

If it's a good day and things go well, you get Sunny Day Jack! If things are in disarray and Jo is upset, you get Thunder Jack! And if Jo is sad and things just can't seem to go his way, you get Rainy Jack.

What's a guy to do?

[elfqueen006]

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.

[tylerusagi]

💙☀️Jack and Joseph🚬❤️

I randomly saw this trend on twitter and I wanted to try one, I wasn’t sure what character to draw and I thought Jack would be fitting, since Jack/Joseph got shot in a head on the right side.

(Also I forgot to put highlights on Joseph’s body but I didn’t bother it, too much work 😭)

The reference I used:

[alizera62quartz]

SDJ- Smokin' Hot 80's Actor Ms. Josephine Haberdae~

🚬❤️‍🔥🌹

[juli3ette]

Random Thought #13

Joseph’s the type of guy to drink milk straight outta the carton

[lichilly]

werewolf Joseph doodle from twt I forgot to post whoopsiesssss