#joost ask

[j00stkl31n]

making joost fail no nut november during your first november together!!!!

Yesssssss!!!!!

He’d jokingly say he’s partaking in nnn so you decide to make this fucker fail haaaaaard X3

Just failing November 1st lmaooooooooo

It’d be like a week before November so you order some really fucking cute lingerie.

Having Joost leave your air bnb to go get some groceries or something.

Taking that time to get all dressed up for him, then covering your sexy lingerie with a boring ass robe so Joost doesn’t suspect anything when he gets back.

Him coming back with a few bags of things and you just greet him by opening your robe the second the doors shut.

Him dropping the bags to just run up and grab you bridal style and run with you to the bedroom.

Tossing you on the bed no fucks given, then quickly taking off all his clothes.

Immediately teasing him about failing no nut November on the first day of the month.

He shuts you up with a hard kiss and growls into your mouth as he kisses you.

He’d go to try and rip your panties off, you hear the elastic begin to rip a bit.

“DO NOT! These were expensive! Unless you’re planning on buying the whole outfit for me don’t fucking ruin it!

J-“Good thing I have the funds to buy you this set and more for you then huh?”

You let out a huff as he tears through the panties and throws them to the floor.

He laughs and crawls on top of you, grabbing your wrists on his way up, then pinning them above your head with a single hand.

He takes his other hand and caresses one of your tits over the lingerie. Trailing kisses from your neck down to your other breast.

Biting and marking any clear skin he can, making your tits look even hotter in this new bralette.

As he’s marking your chest he takes the hand that was palming your tit and trails it gently down your stomach, making you twitch from it tickling as he does so.

His hand reaches hips, then lower, then he takes his middle finger and places it at the wettest deepest part of your cunt and raised his finger up towards your clit. Just feeling how wet you’ve made yourself waiting to show your outfit off.

J-“Je hebt al een behoorlijke puinhoop van jezelf gemaakt, nietwaar liefje? Wachten tot ik je zie in dit sexy outfitje” //You’ve made quite a mess of yourself already haven’t you love? Waiting for me to see you in this sexy little outfit//

You’ve become quite familiar with the dirty words he likes to say to you in Dutch, so you understand him almost perfectly. You’ve also picked up on some words for yourself.

“Zo nat, alleen voor jou mijn liefde” //So wet, just for you my love//

He raises his eyebrows in surprise.

He was going to fuck you with his hand to make sure you were fully ready for his cock but, he can’t wait after that comment.

He takes his now mildly wet hand and jacks his dick off a bit as he lines himself up with your cunt.

He then pushes himself into you as quickly as your body will allow him to. Making you both moan so fucking loudly. His grip on your wrists tightening making you moan louder.

He’s making sure to keep himself up above you enough so he can see your pretty lingerie.

He’s fucking you as hard and as fast as he physically can. He’s moaning like a whore but so are you.

You’ve been begging to have your hands freed but with every beg he just laughs harder and harder and somehow fucking you harder with each laugh.

When his thrusting becomes off rhythm he finally breaks his hold on your wrists. He’s got to put his body as close to yours as he can. Doing fast and sporadic thrusts into you.

You wrap your hands around his shoulders and sink your nails in hard earning a small whine out of Joost.

You buck your hips into his thrusts desperately as you both cum.

He praises you so fucking much as he cums inside of you. Thanking you so much for wearing this, buying it, and wanting to show it off to him. Then just almost sobbing “I love you” over and over into your neck as he finishes.

You’re nodding and responding with “I love you too” as you also finish.

Joost takes a second to breathe, then pulls himself out of you, and gets off the bed to find his phone.

He takes so many photos of you from so many angles as quick as he can so he can return to being with you.

Once he’s done he lays down next to you with a wide ass grin so happy with himself.

You turn onto your side and lay your head on his chest. Laughing once you’ve rested your head.

“You faaaaaaaaaiiiiled so fucking badly dude holy shit!”

He just takes his hand and covers your mouth to silence you. Chuckling as he does so.

J-“I’m starting the challenge tomorrow instead.”

You roll your eyes and lick his palm hoping he’ll take his hand away.

He doesn’t.

You give him a glare and he removes his hand and laughs at you.

//please tell me if my translations are off 🙏🙏//

[joostabernichtklein]

based on instagram live: reader is in a secret relationship w joost. they’re on the tour bus in his bed and she’s trying to take off his makeup from the night before. he’s being an ass and keeps looking at/showing her instagram reels until he accidentally goes live and can’t figure out how to turn it off until apson joins. lol i thought this was a silly idea it can be fluffy or kinda nsfw idc

-Here you go anon!!

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-Joost Klein x fem!reader

-warnings: none

-word count: 2k+

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The hum of the tour bus was almost soothing, the gentle rattle of wheels on the road as it coasted along the winding highway, the soft creak of the metal as they rolled through the night. Inside, it was a different world altogether.

You slowly opened your eyes winking for a bit, It was early in the morning, almost too early for your liking. It was the kind of early that made everything feel like it was in slow motion. You hadn't planned waking up this early let alone getting up only if your bladder didn't have other plans. You slowly sat up as you rubbed your eyes looking around. The faint light creeping in through the bus window was a soft reminder that you were far from home — on the road with Joost, your boyfriend of almost 2 years, and the rest of his crew.

You didn’t even remembered falling asleep the night before. It is a blur of flashing lights, the screaming crowd and the euphoria of the performance. You’d barely had a chance to let your head hit the pillow before the movement of the bus lulled you into an uneasy sleep. But here you are, awake now, in a quiet, dimly lit space.

You reached for your phone that was laying beside you in your shared bed, the weight of sleep still tugging at you. You opened your phone squinting your eyes as the bright light hit them, the time read exactly 6:42 am. You exhaled deeply turning your phone off before you looked around the small room, until your eyes landed on your boyfriend still sleeping soundly next to you only in his boxers. His blonde hair was a mess and all over the place, his lips slightly parted in his peaceful sleep, and there was something about the way he looks. He doesn’t always show this side of himself. On stage, he’s always so put together, full of energy, a million miles a minute. But here, like this, he’s just Joost, your Joost.

You always appreciated these little moments yet you never really told him, mostly because you weren't that good at talking about how you felt. It was easier to let the silence speak for itself. It had taken months of convincing from Joost before you agreed to go on this Europapa tour with him, and even now, the fact that you were actually here — with him — felt surreal.

It’s strange, this life you share together. You’ve been dating Joost for almost two years now, but no one knows, not anyone out of your close circle of friends. You didn’t start it this way, didn’t plan for it to go like this. But over the course of your relationship, it had just become easier to keep things private. You loved him, of course, but the thought of the paparazzi, the fans, and the pressure of public relationships just didn’t sit right with you. He understood, and as his career began to soar even higher, it became an unspoken agreement — the quieter, the better.

You think about it for a moment, your heart swelling with a kind of bittersweet ache. The brief touches when no one is looking, quiet kisses when the world is still.

You slowly got up letting your toes hit the cold ground of the tour bus. You were moving carefully towards the bathroom making sure not to wake up anyone in the bunk beds. As you stepped into the tiny bathroom, you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror realizing that you didnt take your makeup off from yesterday . You sighed and grabbed a makeup wipe, gently rubbing your face to clean up the mess. You needed to get it off before the day fully started. You remembered that Joost also didn't take his eye makeup off from yesterday, being too tired to even care about it, so before heading out of the bathroom you grabbed some makeup wipes along with you.

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Again you found yourself in the arms of the man you loved so much. He was of course still fast asleep when you came back, you really weren't expecting him being awake. As he snuggled closer to you he mumbled something agains your shoulder. You reach over, gently brushing his hair out of his face. He stirs slightly, his arm tightening around your waist in his sleep as if trying to pull you closer. You don’t try to fight it. In fact, you let yourself sink into the warmth of him, taking in the familiar scent of his cologne. You can’t help but smile. Joost’s eyes then flutter open, squinting against the dim morning light

“What time is it?” He asks his morning voice thick with sleep, his eyes barely open as he looked up at you.

You glance at him “It’s early,” you reply softly, feeling your lips twitch into a smile. “You’re up too early for someone who’s supposed to be on tour.”

Joost groaned, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand “Uugh, I haven’t had a real sleep in weeks.” His hand lingers on your arm, and when you look at him, he raises an eyebrow. “How long have you been awake for?”

“Not that long...i think i woke up like 30 minutes ago” you said turning to your side resting your chin on your hand. He rubes his eyes one more time before snuggling agains your chest one more time. It makes you chuckle.

“You should've gone back to sleep.” he mumures agains your chest before placing a soft kiss in the middle of it while his hands found your waist one more time. He looks up at you with his blue eyes a smirk tugging on his lips. His hand already moving from your waist lower until it founds your ass, squezing the soft meat uderneath his hands. Joost moved a little bit upwards kissing your jaw and slowly moving toward the neck to find the sweet spot of yours. You already knew what he's thinking. Its almost like you can see right through him.

You chuckled as you playfully pushed him away “You're such a dog Joost” you said as you turned to the other side so you wouldn't have to meet his puppy eyes that he always made whenever you said no.

“Please baby i would be quick I promise” he whispered almost begging you by kissing on the back of your neck. You rolled your eyes as you quickly sat up looking down at him.

He exhales dramatically “Whatever you are just mean” he said rolling onto his back. You just chuckle. You watched him reach for his phone.

“Love there are also other people in the bus if you actually mind....plus you look like a racoon” you joked as you grabbed the makeup wipes, opening the package taking one out.

“Here lemme help you get cleaned up” you said softly

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You now sat cross-legged on Joost’s bed, bent slightly at the knee, as you gently swipe the makeup wipe across his face. Joost laid sprawled out beside you, his eyes now glued to his phone screen. you glanced over at him, annoyed but amused at the same time. His finger swiped lazily through Instagram, bouncing from one reel to another, all while he shifted his body to get comfortable, half-buried in a mess of blankets. The faint hum of his amusement didn’t escape your notice, but it didn’t help that he was acting like an absolute child.

“You can’t be serious,” you mutter, not even looking up as you continue wiping at his face.

Joost doesn’t answer right away. You glance up, and sure enough, his eyes are still glued to his phone, his thumb rapidly flicking through Instagram Reels.

“Joost,” you say, exasperated, as you swipe the makeup wipe across his cheek a little more firmly than you intended. “I’m trying to clean your face here. Can you at least pretend to pay attention for five minutes?”

He looks up for the briefest moment, his lips curling into that familiar mischievous grin. “You can multitask, right? You can clean my face and watch funny cat videos. It’ll make your life easier, trust me.”

You sigh dramatically, already knowing what’s coming. “I don’t need cat videos, Joost. I need you to stop staring at your phone for two seconds.”

But of course, he doesn’t listen. He flips his phone around, showing you the screen, and despite your best efforts, you find yourself chuckling at the sight of a cat doing its best attempt at jumping onto a table and failing spectacularly.

“See?” he says smugly, clearly enjoying the fact that he’s distracted you. “Told you it would make you laugh. Cats make everythin better“

You rolled your eyes, trying to refocus on the task at hand. “You’re impossible.”

“Don’t lie. You love me,” he teases, nudging your shoulder turning his phone towards himself only for him to turn it back towards you in a milisecond, showing you another video of cat almost the same one as before, only this time playing with a string.

Joost chuckled while looking at you turning his phone towards himself one more time, but then suddenly his phone fell from his hands hitting his bare hairy chest. Joost's fingers must've slipped on the screen, because you heard the familiar sound of Instagram's live feed starting up. You froze in your moves. You hands with the makeup wipes still resting on his face.

He picked his phone up as he panicked. His finger hovered above the screen as he scrambled to stop it, but of course, his panic made things worse. He kept swiping in the wrong direction, trying to press the button to end the stream but he accidentally started pulling up the Instagram filters, then comments, then a live video of an old cat meme.

“Shit, shit, shit!” Joost cursed under his breath, desperately fumbling with the phone, his panic rising with every second that passed. “How do I turn this off? What the fuck, it’s live! What do I do?! How did I even do this?!”

He kept swiping in every wrong direction possible, flipping through screens and even accidentally pulling up Instagram’s live-streaming features. The fans of course started flooding in quick. The comments also came flooding in faster than you could read them. You still managed to get a little glimse of them.

“Who's hands are those?!” “Joost’s live? What’s happening?” “Joost’s panic attack, part 1 😂” “Is she his girlfriend???” “OMG ARE THEY DATING??!”

You tried to grab the phone from his hands, but he pulled it away, too caught up in his frantic struggle. “I can’t turn it off! What is happening?!” His voice cracked slightly, and you could tell he was spiraling.

Your hands quickly came up to your body to rest againts your side as you relized that the people in the live could still see them on Joosts face. You sat still watching Joost getting redder by every second passing by. It felt like your stomach did a whole flip. You started to stress out already a bit. You were aware of what his fans were capable of and it scared you a little.

And then, as if the universe itself was playing a cruel joke on you two, Joost accidentally tapped the “Invite to Join” button. The screen flashed with the message: “Appiemussa has joined the livestream.”

You placed your head in your hands trying to calm down. “What the hell is going on?” you then heard apsons voice throught the phone, he also sounded like he just woke up.

Joost froze in terror, looking like a deer caught in headlights. “Apson, help! I didn’t mean to do this, man! How do I turn it off?!”

Apson blinked, clearly just waking up, his disheveled hair and sleepy face now live on the screen for all to see. “Bro, how’d you even accidentally go live? You’re killing me,” Apson said already grinning at the screen and you could hear the amusement in his voice.

Joost let out a frustrated groan, holding the phone as if it were an alien object. “How do I stop this?” Apson now literally exploded with laughter “Dude you just gotta click on the button on the top left” he said before adding “Wait did people see you and—” and before he could finish the sentance with your name, Joost finally tapped the right button, and the stream abruptly ended.

Silence

For a moment, there was just silence, everything felt quiet again. Joost sat back on the bed, staring at the phone in his hands like it was a grenade that had just exploded. His chest rose and fell rapidly with his shallow breaths.

You finally looked up at him and also leaned back against the pillows, feeling the weight of the moment settle in. “Well, that was fun. Wasn't it?”

Joost slumped beside you, covering his face in embarrassment. “I swear the next time im throwing your phone out of the window” you chuckled trying to lighten the mood.

Joost let out a long sigh. “Great. Just great. I can’t believe I almost accidentally made you public. Sorry...I'm so sorry”

You placed a comforting hand on his thigh as you looked him in the eyes "No, no, it's fine, really. I mean, they only saw my hands, right? A small mistake has never been the end of the world… am i correct?"

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

-Thanks for the ask!

-This actually took something within me so I hope you enjoyed!

-Not proof-read

-Don't forget to send more asks we are slowly working on all of them (>ᴗ•)

[xeeljii]

I need joost whimpering into my neck so bad its not even funny anymore IM GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE (touching grass rn thanks)

can i write a little something .... ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

WARNING! Explicit RPF! 

CW: 18+, f! reader, dry humping sorry im in my dry humping era, drunk! Joost, established relationship, needy so needy Joost.

Late at night the window to your shared apartment is still open letting a little breeze in, it is the middle of summer and you are just laying on the living room couch watching TV ready for bed when you finally hear the ring of the doorbell. Joost had been gone since the midday with his friends and now so late you guessed he must have had a good day if he wasn't even able to use his keys.

You get up, turn the TV off and open the door with a soft smile on your lips, he is hanging between Appie and Stunje, red to the tip of his ears and so obviously drunk. His eyes are closed, his face is hanging low, he looks like a rag doll as both his friends hold him trying to keep him from falling, you laugh slightly at the sight.

"Thanks for bringing him home." You say voice low to not wake him but as soon as the words leave your mouth he raises like coming back to life at the sweet familiar sound of you.

He opens his eyes quickly, pupils unfocused and hair all tousled on his forehead. He smiles brightly his whole face lighting up and the so beloved dimples appearing.

"Liefde!" He all but screams as he lets go of the shoulders of his friends and throws himself all over you.

He is never mindful of his size even less so when he is drunk, he rests all his weight on you and you do everything to hold him and not fall backwards. You place a hand securely on his back as he rubs his face against your neck, he bends down in an awkward position to sniff at your perfume. You feel yourself blush quickly when he starts placing kisses on the exposed skin still very aware of the presence of his friends who break in laughter when they realize what he is doing.

But he doesn't care, he can't care when you smell so nice and feel so good and soft under his hands.

"I'm so sorry." You say mortified, they just continue laughing before Appie speaks.

"This one kept whining about missing you at the bar then when we got in the taxi he kept trying to call you but couldn't figure out how to unlock his phone so he threw a fit." You can see the image so clear in your mind it is so embarrassing and so adorable all at the same time.

"You are his screensaver you knew that right?" You blush deeply, you didn't know, but it is not surprising Joost is practically bordering on obsessed with you.

Joost is holding you tightly and shamelessly planting kisses on your warm skin completely ignoring the conversation happening right in front of him, then he gets bolder and starts sneaking his hand right under your sleeping camisole. You wince.

"Okay we are leaving." Stunje says saving you any further embarrassment you throw him an apologetic smile and a thank you before everyone says their goodbyes and leaves.

When the door is finally closed you can breath a little easier, you pull hard at Joost's shirt trying to peel him off you.

"You are such a handful." You say, so much love dripping from your tone it comes out with no bite.

"I missed you~" He whines into you stretching the last syllable.

"I can see." You start pulling him towards the bed room, he stays pressed close to you not allowing you to leave his embrace even by an inch.

When you get to the bed he finally releases you a bit but only to push you down onto the mattress, you fall with a soft thud in the middle.

"Hey!" You chide.

"I missed my baby." He says with furrowed eyebrows standing over you, he is so whiny when he is drunk, he is so clingy and so needy.

"Just take your clothes off and come to bed." You say rolling your eyes, you do have work early and whatever he is trying to get at can't happen.

He quickly does as he is told and starts crawling on top of you only on his boxers.

"I have work in the morning." You remind him softly before he gets ahead of himself.

"I know." He mumbles, cute little pout adorning his puffy lips. But knowing doesn't stop him from much and he makes himself a little place between your legs wrapping the muscle around his hips before he lets himself fall right on top of you.

"You can't sleep like that, you are crushing me." You pull lightly at his hair to get him to move but he doesn't and you already know that he won't.

"I really missed you." He says in that airy breathy tone that has you dampening in your panties.

He reaches a hand over your camisole stopping over your breast, his head is pressed right against the crook of your neck. He starts softly massaging at the mound of fat over the fabric and you can't help but sigh at his touch. He is kissing at the sensitive skin over your pulse and licking intently to pull more sounds from you.

"Joost." You whine unsure if you are asking for more or chiding him again, but he just likes the way you say his name so it only spurs him on.

He feels the nipple harden against the soft fabric and wants to touch directly so bad, he pulls his hand away before moving it to the hem of your shirt and pulling it up all over your breasts. At that he finally pulls slightly away from you just so he can admire at your beautiful forms, without even touching him he is already twitching in his boxers and a dark wet spot forms at the fabric of his underwear.

"So pretty." He says before he bends down chasing back after your warmth again.

He goes straight for your nipple wraps his lips around the sensitive skin and starts sucking as much of you into his mouth as he can, his other hand massages at your chest. His hips start moving against yours, he is grinding hard against your pelvis, moaning agains your tit on his mouth and groping hard at the other one with his big warm palm. You involuntarily start grinding back, back slowly rising from the mattress to match his pace.

You feel him so hard against your core, his length pushing right against the fabric of your shorts, he is breathing so heavy against your chest nose buried against your skin moaning as he sucks on you. He keeps rubbing himself on you, harder, faster, he is going to crush you, you really feel his whole weight on you as he wildly uses your smaller frame to get off. You feel him twitching even between the layers of fabric still separating you, you already know his body so well.

He pulls away from your nipple, grabs with both hands at your waist moving you harder against his body, you feel his hips start to stutter, he bends down again and searches for your neck, he is panting and leaving wild kisses and love bites everywhere he can reach, he can't help himself he needs to mark you so bad right now, alcohol high on his bloodstream he forgets any reservation.

"Let me come." He says in a whisper accentuated by a hard thrust.

"Can I come baby?" He asks sweetly as he licks under your ear.

"Please" He whines against the sensitive skin of your neck, you feel his deep voice sending waves directly to your cunt, you are so wet, your clit is so hard and throbbing at his words alone.

"Please touch me." He whimpers right against your hair.

"Please touch my dick." He is begging now, so close, just needs a little help, just needs the smallest touch from his sweet kind girlfriend to get off.

And who are you to deny him?

So you move a hand low between the two of you, reach inside his boxers, you don't even bother pulling them down and just stroke him hard and fast, your hand clenching around him tightly just how he likes it and twisting around the tip. Just within a few movements he is coming, on your hand, on his underwear, on your pajamas. Long white stripes dirtying everything with delicious heat.

"I love you, I love you, I love you." He continues mewling against your throat as he weakly thrust against your palm with the last waves of his climax.

He pulls enough strength to kiss your lips messily before he finally collapses onto you with a deep content sigh.

You still feel yourself throbbing inside your shorts but before you realize it he is already fallen deep asleep holding softly at your tit with a big warm hand. Sleeping so peacefully like an angel, like he didn't just use you to get off. You roll your eyes with so much fondness.

"You really are a handful." You say almost in disbelief kissing at his cheek as his face rests pressed on your neck breathing softly.

You pull your hand away and wipe it on the duvet. He is going to have to wash that tomorrow, and your pajamas and his boxers, it is his fault it all got dirty. And he will probably wake you up with head as an apology for leaving you high and dry and you will most likely not make it to work on time because he won't be happy with making you come just one time, no, for the grieve offense of not making you finish he will want to pull as many orgasms from you as he can before you are begging for him to let go, all overstimulated and pretty on his mouth. But all of those are problems for tomorrow you, so you just wrap your arms around him and pull him closer before his comforting weight over your body on you drags you to sleep.

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A/N: idk where this came from idk lol not proof read etc

ps. this is not THE DRY HUMPING fic this is just me being insane

[handlewithcare-delicate]

Ok so based on the most recent info...we can all agree that all Joost did was stick up a middle finger at a someone who was filming him without his permission, right? We can all agree that it was extremely manipulative to imply what he did was way worse by describing it as "threatening a female member of staff" and just letting it just hang in the air, effectively making it sound as if he had (sexually) assaulted a woman, right?

[guiltyfemcel]

I'm the only one who's crazy about the thought of Joost fucking ur mouth while smoking a cig?... yes? okay 🙄

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no cause imagining the smoke curling in the air as your sat between his black jeans. one hand wrapped around his lighter, the other smoothing down your cheek, thumb dragging over your lip. He’d pass it to you as you pumped him in your hand, watching your lips wrap around the cig as your hand worked his tip. You would purse your lips, blowing the smoke out slow before wrapping your lips around him. He would hold back your hair for you, taking a long drag as you sunk down on him, shuddering out smoke when you hollowed out your cheeks on the way back up. You’re quick to set up a brutal pace, he tries to hide his moans with hits of nicotine but grunts out everytime your nose brushes the blonde hair at his pelvis. You’d take it all, gagging at the base before you pulled off for a breath. His hooded eyes would gaze down at you, half smoked cig hanging between pink bitten lips. His grip on your hair would tighten, guiding your panting lips to his tip and swiftly down his shaft. You couldn’t rip your eyes from his face, brows furrowed as white smoke billowed from his mouth, whiney moans following close behind. You would moan around his shaft and he would lose control, picking up the pace as drool dripped down your chin and around him. The wet sound would fill the room, his head tipped back he pushed your head into him. His thighs would clench as his climax barreled toward him, sputtering warnings from around the white filter. He’d pull you off, stomach tensing as you pumped him over the edge, spurting cum over your tongue and lips. He would pull the last hit from his cigarette, ash stuck on his sweaty chest as he passed the smoke to you in a kiss.

But idk maybe we’re both crazy anon

[doomdoomofdoom]

If you've been boycotting Eurovision, you may have missed out on how bad it truly was, so here are a few events in no particular order:

The opening act of the semi-finals was Eric Saade, a swedish-palestinian singer who participated in Eurovision 2011. He wore a keffiyeh, a palestinian headdress, around his arm like a wristband.

Despite not making any political statements or drawing attention to his accessory, he was reprimanded by the EBU for "compromising the non-political nature of the event".

During their semi-final performance, the Irish contestant had the word "ceasefire" in old irish runes painted on their face. They were ordered to change it for the final, as it was deemed too political.

The contestant from Israel was not allowed to mingle with the other contestants, due to supposed security risks.

During an Interview, she was asked if she felt any concerns over her participation potentially endangering the event and the people present. The host told her she did not have to answer this question. Dutch contestant 'Joost' asked "why not?"

Joost, while not openly antagonizing the Israeli contestant, has made covert critical remarks about the EBUs decision to allow Israel to participate.

On Friday, the day before the Finale, Joost was investigated by the swedish police for a supposed incident where he threatened an EBU crew member. Thursday, a female camera operator had followed him off-stage to continue filming, even though there was an agreement not to film him off-stage. After she ignored his requests to stop, he threatened her with some sort of gesture.

Joost was disqualified mere hours before the finale. He was slotted to perform just before Israel and considered a favorite and potential winner.

The show itself did not address his disqualification. The dutch entry was simply skipped with no further comment.

Israeli broadcaster KAN was confirmed to have broken EBU rules during their coverage of the Irish act in the Semifinal. The commentator spoke negatively about their act, condemning the very scary goth aesthetic, and noting their willingness to criticize Israel's actions.

Despite Irish contestant Bambie Thug lodging a complaint with the EBU, there was no penalty or other repercussion.

If you were hoping that the event itself would turn into some sort of protest, I have to disappoint you:

Despite rumors of other contestants dropping out over Joost's disqualification, all of them performed.

There was audible booing every time Israel was on-screen, including their performance, announcement of points, and every time they received points. There was equally audible cheering.

No contestant or spokesperson directly addressed the ""controversy"" (read: ongoing genocide being artwashed), although very few made covert remarks about peace, love, dignity, and equality.

The most explicit it got was the Austrian spokesperson, saying something along the lines of "It's hard to find only positive words in a time where heartlessness prevails. But we hope everyone can unite through music and show that everyone deserves to be treated equally"

No one stormed on stage or held up a palestinian flag or anything, if you were hoping for that. I certainly was.

Israel gave its 12 points (both Jury and public) to Luxembourg. The singer is half-israeli and born in Jerusalem.

Jury votes mostly ignored Israel, netting them a total of 52 points through jury votes, which put them somewhere in the middle of the scoreboard. Norway, Cyprus, and Germany awarded them 8 points each, making them the main contributors.

In contrast, Israel received 323 points from the public voting. They were second only to Croatia with 337. 15 public votings, including "rest of the world" awarded Israel their 12 points, more than any other country would receive. The only countries not to award any points to Israel in the public vote were Croatia and Ukraine.

Israel thereby placed 5th out of 25.

But hey, at least the winner (Switzerland) was nonbinary, diversity win amirite. Notably, they had to smuggle in their pride flag, since EBU guidelines only allow flags of participating countries and the rainbow flag. (This is also why palestinian flags were not allowed. It's not a new rule, but they certainly weren't going to start bending it now.)

If there's one thing to take away from this: Do not ever think the rest of the world is on your side, just because your social media is. The rest of the world has shown their allegiance, and it lies with Israel and Genocide.

Do not stop fighting for what is right.

[f1owermoon]

[killerlookz]

50/ 46/ 62 <3

thank you for the ask <33 | if you'd like to participate in the heartbeat! au OTP ask game, the full prompt is here

46. what is their favorite intimately sexual thing to do to their partner? 50. what is their favorite position with their partner? 62. who likes to walk around the house naked and who tells the other to put some clothes on?

pairing: heartbeat! reader x heartbeat! joost content: 18+ MDNI, smut, oral (f! receiving), penetrative sex, angst mentions, not proofread

explicit RPF below! please do not interact if that makes you uncomfortable !!! 18+ MDNI

46. what is their favorite intimately sexual thing to do to their partner?

Joost's favorite thing to do is eat you out, hands down. You're stressed? He'll eat you out so you can relax. You're mad at him? Let him eat you out to show how sorry he is. You can't sleep? He'll eat you out to put you in that perfect blissful state so you can just fall right to sleep. He's just got back from tour? He's eating you out because he missed how you taste.

Truthfully, you hadn't expected him to be so into giving you head, and you much more expected for him to prefer it the other way around. When you first met- with his fluffy hair, ill fitted skinny jeans, and Supreme shirt you thought you had figured out his type, hype beast, fuck boy, who idolized american soundcloud rappers, thinking he was hot shit in his fake designer belts and unnecessarily expensive sneakers. The type of guy who fucked for his pleasure, and his pleasure alone.

How completely and utterly wrong you were. Joost had charmed you enough to let him take you out on a first date, so charming in fact, you'd end up "giving it up" on that first date. You hadn't expected to, but you couldn't resist him. You'd gone back to his place for some after dinner drinks, one thing led to another and you found yourself in his lap, lips pressed together, hungry. Until that point you had never had a make out session so intense, hands roaming each other wildly, unable to get enough of one another. Without a doubt, Joost had noticed the way you pressed your hips into his, with your skirt bunched up around your thighs, all that separated you from Joost were your panties, which had been, embarrassingly soaked for having only been making out. You were barely cognizant of the way you begged for friction against the seam of Joost's jeans, the fabric growing stiff under Joost's own rising arousal. Both of you were desperate for more, and Joost was ready to make the first move.

Joost pulled back from the kiss, lips shiny and swollen, lightly ghosting over yours as he speaks,

"Will you let me eat your pussy, schatje?" So forward. His voice is just barely above a whisper, but it's enough to hear the pure yearning he speaks with.

"Huh?" You hadn't dated around too much before Joost, but never had a man asked to eat you out on the first date, needless to say you were a little taken back.

"You can say no but-"

"Please." You cut him off ready to fully give into him.

Very soon after that Joost had been on his knees on the hardwood in front of you, head between your thighs, with your legs wrapped around his shoulders as you sit half off the couch. One hand is at your waist and with the other he uses his fingers to spread apart your folds as he laps at your cunt.

Joost was beside himself, musing with gentle mumbles about how good you tasted, about how he'd never be able to get enough of this-enough of you, his low voice sending vibrations right through your sensitive nerves.

And Joost was right, he would never get enough of you.

Post breakup, Joost doesn't eat you out as much as he'd like to, he worries its to intimate and it is.

But there are always those nights between you where it hits you just how profound your emotions towards each other are, how deeply and utterly in love you still are- and those nights Joost will find himself with his head between your thighs again.

50. what is their favorite position with their partner?

Without a DOUBT it's missionary. Call it boring, call it vanilla whatever. You two love fucking in missionary.

At first it's loving, neither of you wanting to take your eyes off each other. Joost will carry you to the bedroom, carefully placing you on the bed, hovering over you as the two of you make every soft and love felt move towards getting it on. The position allows for you to be so close to each other, Joost usually opting to fold over as much as he can, so his chest is nearly pressed against yours, his breath hot on your face and neck. Occasionally he'll pull back, watching you under him, the way your face writhes with pleasure, and you desperately grip the sheets below you. And - well, he loves watching the way your tits bounce while he fucks into you.

As your relationship progresses and tensions rise, and eventually you two break up- missionary becomes a way for you to get in one another's face while you inevitably end up "hate fucking" during an argument. Angry sex includes a lot of mocking and taunting, looking each other in the eyes, face to face as jaws clench between harsh words spat at one another. Neither of you relenting or willing to admit you're wrong. You try to remember whatever it is you're arguing about while Joost slams into you at a near brutal pace, your fingers ripping into his shoulders, sure to leave some marks for the next few days.

One of you will end up shutting the other one up with a fierce kiss, unable to stand the sound of their voice nagging and bickering any longer, wanting nothing more than to just reach your orgasm. And you will. Joost collapsing on top of you, a thick tension still lingering in the air. Aftercare is non-existent on some of those nights, the persistent anger having been unresolved by sex, leading to you wanting nothing to do with each other.

Other times, Joost will gently pull out of you, wordlessly making his way to the bathroom to get a warm washcloth before coming back to clean you up. You'll only share a few words for the rest of the night, maybe a quiet "I'm sorry" if you're lucky- but nobody needs to say it, you can feel it, the regret that fills the room, its almost suffocating. After he cleans you up Joost will join you back on the bed, pulling you to his chest, your naked bodies intertwine. He'll press a few kisses to your forehead, and you'll mumble your "I love you's" before falling asleep, hoping for a better day tomorrow.

62. who likes to walk around the house naked and who tells the other to put some clothes on?

Reader. But truthfully neither of you wear much clothes while you're together. It's not uncommon for the two of you to spend the entire day together at home only in your underwear, being skin to skin just feels better anyways.

But in terms of actual nudity, yes, reader. Joost prefers to not be completely naked, sometimes even during sex, occasionally opting to just pull his underwear down to his thighs instead of taking them off entirely.

If you've fallen asleep after having sex, and find yourself still naked in the morning, you won't bother to find something to put on before getting up to go run and grab a cup of water in the kitchen.

Or after a shower when you don't feel like getting ready right away you'll lounge around on your phone in bed, sometimes only in your towel, sometimes in nothing at all.

Joost will jokingly chastise you for constantly being naked or minimally clothed while the two of you are together, but he never actually means it. Obviously. He's obsessed with the way you look, clothed, or unclothed, and I mean- completely enamored. And he won't ever try to hide in, shamelessly staring at you, wherever and whenever he pleases, unable to fathom you're his.

Or post break up... deeply deeply regretting you're no longer his. Sometimes he'll remember that Michael has seen you like this too, filling his body with a hot pang of jealousy. He wishes he could be the only one to witness you in such a state, but he know's he's fucked that chance up.

[emocafe247]

[k0juki]

Hiii! So, I know you've written for a jealous joost but how about joost comforting(or teasing, teasing sounds more like him) a jealous y/n??

You went to one of his shows, wanting to make a surprise for him! She would meet him backstabbing but then a very pretty girl, tall, red hair, tons and tons of tattoos... you had to admit... she was gorgeous, she had a huge smile on her face, and she was greeting Joost with a hug?? Hold on! Maybe they were friends? But.. Joost never talked about her, of he did, you'd probably remember, right?? But... they look so close... they're saying something I. Dutch... you can't understand Dutch very much...(even though joost is trying to teach you.) nor English or Dutch are your first languages, they are laughing together, joost is blushing, his hand is too close to her... you want to cry. You know, you definitely know Joost would rather die than to cheat on you or hurt you on any way. But... why do you feel so hurt? Is it because she looks so perfect? Is it because she has a certain "intimacy" with him by speaking the same mother tongue? You don't know. But you know you want to get out of there.

You were thinking about going home and chicken out of your plan to surprise your boyfriend but you went too far now! So you just waited outside. Until joost was done talking to his fans when suddenly you look away for a few seconds and a warm, big pair of hands covers your eyes. You get a bit scared of the hands but you feel a comforting smell of Joost's cologne and cigarettes.

"Guess who is it?"

You knew who it was, you'd recognize that voice anywhere, anytime. Joost, but you wanted to tease him.

"Hmmm I don't know... maybe a hint would help?"

"How rude! You don't recognize the love of your life?!" He said in a fake offended tone

"Wait. The love of my life? Omg it's Henry Cavill???" You said, with a fake excited voice

Joost takes off his hands of your eyes and looks at you, with an offended look on his face and a hand on his chest, emphasizing his offense. You knew he was only joking so you greet him with a warm hug and a kiss.

"Hi baby."

"Hi dear.... so.. what is my beautiful girlfriend doing all alone at night outside of this club?"

He seemed genuinely concerned, were you waiting outside for too long? Are you cold? Hungry? Something happened?

"Nothing just... just wanted to see my amazing boyfriend on his performance.. you truly know how to deal with crowds."

You say, trying to calm him

"You could've warned me you were coming! We could've come together, and you could've be in the front row!"

"I know.. but seeing the surprised look on you face is so cute."

"I think I saw you... but I thought I was hallucinating by how much I missed you..."

"Well, you aren't going crazy I was waiting for you backstage but...."

A deafening silence. Joost wanted to ask what was wrong but he felt like you wanted to speak first

"Joost?"

"Yes, my love?"

"Who was that red-haired hottie back there?"

"Oh, an old friend of mine, why?"

A few seconds until it clicks on his mind

"Ooohhh is somebody jealous?~"

"Y/n L/n is jealous of lil-o-me?~ hehe~"

I'm sorry my creativity is over 😭😭😭😭

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Omg I-

This is one of the best prompt ever... I will write this asap and all the credit will go to you. 🙏🩷🤩

[j00stkl31n]

https://x.com/joostsubs/status/1822047498061467706?s=19 🫣🤪

- ＼(^_^)／ anon

Broooooooo 🥴🥴🥴🫣

[joostabernichtklein]

Hi,

I NEED a NSFW alphabet

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-ofc anon, here you go!

⋅ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅Joost Klein NSFW alphabet⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

He's so sweet after every single time even though he's sometimes so tired aftewards he always tries to comfort you in any way. Maybe running you a warm bath for you to relax or cleaning up the mess you both made before cuddling you to sleep

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also partner's)

He loves everything about you, but his favourites are definitely his parners thighs/ass/chest, but also your face. He just loves your eyes a lil too much

For him i feel like he likes his hands just because of you. Maybe your hands are smaller than his so it makes him feel a bit bigger...he also finds it kinda hot. He also likes his hair and tattoos

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He has a runny and not really sticky cum. He would love to cum in you if you're okay with it. If you're not then he loves cumming on your belly or chest just because he likes seeing you covered in his cum. He also loves seeing you swallow it after sucking him off

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

While you were both in your talking stage, the type of one that you just know the person loves you back yk, he would ask for pics of your outfits. You thought it was a cute gesture from him, but he actually secretly used to get off on them. Its the same when he saw you post a pic with you in a swimsuit. It drove him absolutely insane. You definitely have a secret album in his gallery

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

He for sure had atleast 2 partners before you so he knows what he's doing, but its still a work in progress. He loves learning about you and your body finding out what makes you feel good

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

he's DEFINITELY a cow-girl enjoyer. Watching you bounce on his cock, seeing how your face twists in pleasure? HE LOVES IT!!!

And he loves the ol' missionary, who wouldn't tho? You don't have to move a finger, just existing and being pretty/handsome, while he chooses the pace? Count him in!

I can't forget doggy style- he escpecially loves how his cum drips down on the bedsheets when he creampies you (it'll definitely make him hard again)

I think it's safe to say he'll try any position with you, and if you both like it, he won't have a problem with doing it again ¬‿¬

G = Goofy (are they more serios in the moment? Are they humorous? ect.)

He's definitely more on the goofy side so he's not 100% serious during sex. One time when you were overstimulated and he instead of answering you got really quiet reaching for his phone, the next thing you know his song BOOM BOOM starts playing on full volume. After he had his laugh he stopped the music and got back to work

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? ect.)

Let's be real...he has a bush. He doesn't really shave but will make sure if you mind it or not. If you do so he has no problem with shaving.

I feel like his pubic hair is the same color as his moustache, something like dirty blonde

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

It depens on the mood honestly. He is a bit silly druing it. When it's your birthday he makes the whole day about you, ofc. The sex would be slow and very romantic. I see him most likely being messy rather than clean. He'd be gentle with you in the start but slowly starts to get rougher toward the end

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He seems like that kind of guy who masturbates every day ('case of his high sex drive 'n stuff). But after you guys start dating/sleeping together, he's totally satisfied, masturbating only if you two don't see each other for long (which i think he'd tell you proudly)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He definitely has a degrading kink- lemme explain!! while I think he'd be more on the dominant side, he still loves getting called someting like a 'bitch in heat' or a 'whore' (tho pls praise him afterwards)

Dunno I can call it a kink, but he definitelly has a thing for thighs- no matter how big or small they are, he loves marking you there (if you want to ofc) and most of all, he LOVES cumming on them, he always feels so desperate afterwards too :(

Other thing that gets him going is praising you. It makes his ego thrive to be the one with power, to be the one to make you feel good with his words and he also loves calling you petnames (some of his favourite pet names and nicknames include: pretty thing, love, sweetheart, good boy/girl etc!)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Like i already said he's more on the vanilla side he loves the good ol' bed. He also likes shower sex, he finds it so hot. I also feel like he would want try different places for having sex kinda like all around the house like on the couch, in the kitchen, ect

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It's literally anything that has to do with you. If you're changing infront of him don't be suprised if 5 seconds later he's up your ass touching all over you body. Also being close to you turns him on so much. You two could be just laying in your shared bed cuddling and he just gets hard from being so close to you

N = No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

Anything to do with piss or shitting. Anything to do with hurting you or anything with age-play, daddy kink etc.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

When i tell you that Joost is a munch i mean it. I mean this video speaks for itself...so he definitely KNOWS how to work that tongue. He loves to eat you out/give you head whenever he can. Waking you up like this is also a must. He loves when you give him head as well. He finds it both cute and so hot when you try to fit his dick down your throat, getting dumb on his cock

P = Pace (are they fast and rought? Slow and sensual? ect.)

This honestly depens on the situation you're in. If its in the morning he definitely likes to slow and takes his time with you. I can so see him waking you up with either eating you out/giving you head

If the sex is after a show or a long time of you two not seeing each other he's definitely gonna be faster and more rough with you because he's just so pent up and missed you so much

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Again i feel like he's not really into quickies. He doesn't mind them before his shows or before you two are supposed to go out somewhere

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? ect.)

He's willing to take the risk honestly. When he's drunk he doesn't really care if somebody catches you two in the act. When he's sober tho he would be a little unsure but if he's really pent up he wouldn't mind giving in

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

He can get a good 2 rounds in if you give him a few minutes to rest after the first one. The 3rd round would be really pushing it for him, but he would try his best for you ofc

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them on a partner or themselves)

I feel like he wouldn't have any toys himself. If you owned one he wouldn't really mind and some time later in your relationship he would also use them on you or even compete with them. Aftewards he would ask you what felt better

If you didn't own any before you started dating I think he wouldn't mind buying a few just to try them out on you later

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

I already said this but he LOVES teasing you. Even tho he's really bad at it and often when you would beg him do to something more he'd give in pretty quickly

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, ect.)

He's not ashamed to moan or cry out your name, he loves to let you know how good you make him feel. He loves being loud just because you told him how hot you find it (cuz tbh who doesn't love a whiny men fr). He doesn't mind the neighbors hearing you two fuck. In short he's really loud

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I'm 100% convinced he had a specific wet dream about having a threesome with you and Aggu. You sucking on his cock, choking on the base, while Aggu fucks you in doggy style, making you moan their names prettily.

X = X-ray (let's see whats going on under those clothes)

He himself once said that he's circumcised so lets get that out of the way. I mean we've all seen some SPECIFIC photos/videos, like the one clip from Glassie Water (right?). So i would say he's a good 16,8 cm, 17 cm if he's really hard (6,6 - 6,7 inches) and lets just say he uses them well. His dick is a little bit curved to the left, not too much tho. The thickest of his dick is not too thick but also not too thin, just the perfect one to strech you out nicely

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Let's be real...he's a horny mf all day long everyday. He knows that his libido is high and would be totally okay if dont want to do anything but will definitely give you the biggest puppy eyes after you say no

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Most of the time he falls asleep quicker than you. Before he does tho he always checks on you to see if you're all set and comfy. He also loves to give you cuddles before falling asleep

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟

-not proof-read so if you see any mistakes my apologies

-hoped you enjoyed reading as much as i did writing this!!

-don't forget to send more asks!

[xeeljii]

How do you think joost would react to reader squirting for the first time? 👀👀

oh he would go so crazy .... (,,>﹏<,,)

WARNING! Explicit RPF! 

CW: 18+, f! reader, well squirting duh, not proof read etc.

Joost is thrusting deep into you hard and fast holding you by the thighs as he moves you easily, your back arches from the mattress like a bow about to snap but he doesn't let up at all, so completely lost in pleasure panting over you. He just came back from tour so he is more pent up than usual and more aggressive too as you are, you both wanted each other so bad you hadn't even touched yourself in his absence so it is no surprise you are extra sensitive.

"You are so wet schat, did you miss me that much?" He says.

"Yeah, wanted you-" You can't finish your sentence as he hits the spongey spot deep inside you that has you gushing around his length.

"What? What to you want?" He asks letting go of your side to put his hand in the middle of your chest he loves it, feeling you heart beat as your pussy pulses all around him.

"Wanted you to fuck me so bad, want you to cum inside me please." Tears are streaming down your face, words wet and whiny as you come every second closer to your high.

His hand sneaks down your torso feeling the plush warm skin covered in sweat, feeling the muscles of your stomach twitching, it feels so familiar the sweet warmth of your cunt but there is something else brewing under the surface.

He is pounding you into the mattress so hard you have to grab at the sheets with fists clenched so you won't hit your head against the headboard. His big palm travels south still splayed on your stomach but his thumb reaches for your clit and he starts pressing hard fast circles, his hand applies soft pressure right over where his dick is hitting deep into you.

"Joost wait-" You whine all of a sudden feeling a strange sensation deep inside your tummy. Your eyes go wide trying to find his but he is not even able to hear you over his budding orgasm sending a quick bolt of lighting to his spine.

He pulls your body closer to him as he thrusts deeply cumming on your pink walls with a loud moan, without meaning to he puts more weight on his hand that is resting on you and right as his pelvis hits your own you feel the biggest drop of your life, you feel the air leave your lungs as you uselessly try to warn him, your pussy clenches wildly all over his dick like you are having orgasm after orgasm rolling over your body, your eyes go white when you feel yourself squirting clear shiny liquid all over his lower stomach drenching him.

You scream loudly like a mad woman every nerve of your body completely fried, your back lifts completely from the mattress like the soft white fabric is burning you, the sensation doesn't stop a continuous line of pleasure taking over your body, you feel yourself throbbing, pulsing against him, the intrusion of his thick length against your walls is too much and you push at him as you scoot away desperate scared by the intensity of the pleasure.

He is looking at you fascinated, as soon as he felt the wetness his eyes kept jumping from your face broken in pleasure and horror, in delight and disgust so surprised by your own release; to your cunt so pretty, so open, so deliciously wet and clenching so hard on him he almost couldn't pull out when you pushed at him. He still finishes in you, some inside before you pulled away, some on the lips of your pussy that is completely drenched and shiny. He has never wanted to eat you out more badly than right now.

You are learning to breath again, your brain doing a superhuman effort to blink and inhale at the same time while he goes to grab at the back of your thighs to spread you for his viewing pleasure. He is completely hypnotized with the way your thigh hole is gaped and throbbing, clenching against nothing as bits of his own release drip from you. He reaches one hand to your core and pushes it back inside softly as you shy from his touch still too sensitive. You can only hear the sound of blood pumping in your ears.

"Again." You can barely register his words, you feel like he is speaking to you from underwater.

"What?" You whisper, throat dry from the screaming.

"Do it again schat." He is looking at you with big fascinated eyes, pupils blown wide.

"I don't think I can." You shake your head slightly, nervous with the way he is looking at you with so much hunger. "I didn't know that I could" You admit bewildered, still out of breath but he looks ready to go again.

"You can." He speaks so sure of himself like he is speaking it into existence.

"Joost-" You warn still a little dizzy from the hardest orgasm of your life.

"Please, please, I love you." He pulls you closer by the thighs, he is already hard again in an instant, you feel it as his wet dick starts rubbing against your folds, he pushes against his tip agains your clit so softly but it still makes you twitch.

"I need you baby." He looks famished, he looks pathetic, he looks like he is about to eat you whole at any second.

"Yes?" He asks like if you say no he might actually die, with big puppy eyes staring back at you it would take someone much stronger to say no so you just nod softly as he pushes inside you. And if you had any plans of walking the next day .... well good luck.

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A/N: i need to start replying with just yes and no i cannot keep doing this lmao

[starryeyedobsessions]

I woke up this morning to an Anthony Fantano review of Unity. Never would have expected this in a million years. And it's a somewhat positive review too!! (Even though he missprounced his name the whole time)

Also Joost and Tantu commented!! (Review spoilers)

[scaredforboomboom]