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gg-pedro · 4 months

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can you hear the music (ch. 2) - joel miller x reader

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summary: everyone in jackson is trying to distract themselves from something. you teach ellie piano and find yourself trying to help more than one miller settle into their new world.

chapter 2: navigating joel’s heart is a bittersweet thing. mostly sweet, though.

warnings: post outbreak!joel, jackson!era, joel x reader, AFAB!reader, platonic!ellie x reader, implied age gap, fingering, unprotected piv (don't do that tho), fairly tame aside from that, brief descriptions of an injury, mentions of blood, hurt/comfort, angst, weird feelings (and there's more where that came from!)

words: 2.5k

a/n: I wrote the majority of this while listening to clocks by coldplay. hope this helps. (also thank you for the love on chapter 1! glad I'm not the only ooey gooey joel miller lover.)

Joel, yes. Joel, yes. Joel, please.

Repeating his name like a metronome, a 2/4 time signature, the beginnings of a beautiful song coming from your lips and melting against the warm skin of his bare shoulder.

Your clothes had vanished somewhere in between the hall at the top of the stairs and the entrance of your bedroom. Joel grabbed you, nudging you back against your own creamy bedsheets. He took you in, all of you. He was between your thighs in an instant, head bowed between your parted legs like he was praying at the base of an altar.

“You’ve done this before, right, baby?” He pulled you by your hips, his big hands settling perfectly into the indentation of your waist.

You rolled your eyes and brought a hand up to cup his scruffy cheek. The answer was yes, you’d had sex before, but this? No, you had never been so wildly attracted to someone, so soaked from the start, so certain that your partner’s touch was the closest you were ever going to get to God.

“You don’t have to be gentle with me.”

“‘M gonna be gentle with you, darlin’. Tell me to stop and I will, alright? I will, you don’t feel bad about nothin’ here.” He bowed down to kiss you again, sloppy and warm, his fingertips ghosting the length of your torso. He made you shudder and gasp against his open mouth.

He found your slick entrance, teasing you with two calloused fingers whose grooves made your back arch and your mouth fill with saliva. You reached down to stimulate your aching clit as he pumped his middle and ring finger in and out of you, speeding up, slowing down, testing your reaction from the strangled sounds of pleasure escaping your lips.

You fell right into it, your form turning to putty underneath him. His fingers curled and hit that ribbed edge inside of you until your hand on his shoulder blades turned into a pleading vice grip, begging for more.

“Joel… Joel, I–”

He stopped immediately, unsure if your mumblings were that of pleasure or uncertainty. He hovered over you, his lips ghosting across your jawline. “Say it, baby. What do you want?”

“You,” you said without hesitation. You wanted to come undone with his dick inside of you. Just him, pure and raw and carnal.

His belt had already been undone, and he forced down his worn jeans and boxers to reveal his stiffened cock. You licked your fingers, bringing your hand around to stroke up and down the frontside of his length. It was a biblical sight: throbbing veins clearly visible, looking almost too oversized for you to take properly.

He grabbed your middle and pulled you upright against his body, legs bent and slightly parted on the bed. You fit perfectly between him, wrapping the two of you together as your lips found each other’s in another desperate fervor. You sank down onto his cock, your walls clenching around him immediately and involuntarily. Twin moans sounded from both of your throats, and Joel didn’t give you more than a few seconds before he was thrusting upwards into you.

The two of you shared the work, with him setting a sweet pace and you grinding your hips to meet it. Your bodies were both slick with sweat, faces reddenned; two burning silhouettes against a backdrop of patchy orange light.

Joel was gentle and balanced at first, his motions coordinated and purposeful. In your warm, tight walls, you knew he was unraveling. When his thrusts grew jerky, he forced you back onto the bed, nipping and biting at the skin across your neck and collarbone while you clawed at his back.

Joel. Fuck, yes. Please, I’m–

There it was again, that chorus you couldn’t sweat out.

“I’m here, baby, I got you. Drivin’ me up the fuckin’ wall with those little sounds.”

You couldn’t hold out any longer. Tears fought their way out of your eyes as you muffled uncontrolled moans into his shoulder. You saw white, and then things were fuzzy until the black faded from the corners of your vision. He’d fucked you blind, you were afraid.

That sent him tumbling over the edge after you, his entire body slowing and twitching as he gave the last few thrusts into your over-sensitive, aching hole. When he pulled out of you he cupped your cheek with one of his hands, swiping away the trail of tears with the pad of his thumb.

He kissed you again, and again, kissing you breathless and dizzy. He rolled over to the other side of you with a low grunt and pulled your body in close to him.

“Y’alright? Didn’t hurt you or nothin’?” He propped himself up to take another good look at your face. He was cataloging it– memorizing you.

You smiled and gazed up at him in the warm light. “No. You’re perfect. Stop worrying.”

“Yes ma’am.”

He smiled. It was a real smile, one you hadn’t seen before.

You both tended to yourselves in the bathroom afterwards before collapsing back into bed together. You slept for the first time in months. It didn’t matter how many nights had passed with you curled up in a warm bed in Jackson, away from the bitter wilderness or outside threats, you never could shake that nagging feeling that you were one wrong move away from death. You slept restlessly everywhere, waking up drowning in your quilted comforter and drenched in sweat in the still morning.

But this time, when you were startled awake from a restful sleep, sunlight dripping through the curtains–

He was awake, too. He cracked a grin as your fingers found their way into his unkempt hair.

“Go back to sleep, baby,” he whispered.

He pulled you close to his chest, hand placed protectively on the back of your head until it trailed down to your neck and shoulders, nails raking lightly over chilled skin.

Yeah. This was going to kill you. Both of you, more likely than not.

You slept anyway.

Joel came to you. Often.

The two of you had improvised a system. Of course you had, you were having sex with Joel Miller. You would leave your bedroom light on after curfew if he was free to come. It worked out well. Clearly, because he was sharing a bed with you more nights out of the week than not.

He would come in, a little more than tired, and melt right into your arms like liquid mercury. He wouldn’t say much at first, just mumbling that he missed you and couldn’t stop thinking about you while he was gone. Wanted to make sure you were alright. He’d pull back for a moment, scanning your features and any exposed skin on your body.

“I’m fine, Joel. Stop worrying about me.”

Tucking his head into the space where your neck met your shoulder, he sighed. “I know, I know. I can’t.”

That was true, you knew it was. And it was sweet. And it was reason enough to keep him wrapped in your arms all night.

Sometimes he fucked you, sometimes he didn’t. Sometimes, though, he fucked you raw and shaky and teary-eyed. It was always a surprise, but a welcome surprise, something that you could look forward to throughout the days in Jackson that tended to bleed together.

On one particular night, a few minutes past 10 o’clock, the front door knob turned, opened, and clicked shut in one swift motion. You came down the stairs to meet him, unbuttoning the cardigan you had thrown on over clothes. The expression on his face gave you pause for a moment. He was holding his left arm in an unnatural way, a little stiffened and sort of awkward. He looked exhausted and there was a pinch between his eyebrows.

You smoothed a hand over his bearded face and took the arm gently into your hand to examine it. His jacket had a slash through it and a mixture of dried and fresh blood had seeped into the fabric of his flannel beneath it. He pushed you away, instead curling his good arm around your lower back and pulling you in.

“What happened?”

He looked away from you, inhaling sharply as you twisted out of his embrace to examine his arm again. “Fucked around too much with an old hunter’s trap. Clipped me good. I’m fine.”

You smacked his shoulder before turning to gather supplies from the kitchen. A wet washcloth, soap, and a stash of bandages you took from the clinic. Look, these were hard times, and you had yourself to think of, too.

“You’re an idiot,” you said from the other room. “I thought you could’ve been bit. Why didn’t you go to the clinic? Someone should’ve been on staff. Who were you with?”

He came to take a seat at the kitchen table, a shuddery little sound escaping his throat as he shed his jacket and rolled up one sleeve. Ignoring all of your questions, he said, “Bit? I wouldn’t fuckin’ come here if that happened.”

You thought about that scenario and what it would entail for a brief moment before shutting it out of your mind. Joel was here, with you, mostly in one piece.

“You’re still an idiot.”

You sat down in the chair next to him and brought his arm up so that it was flush with the table. It wasn’t so bad, just a few punctures. The part that concerned you was where he had evidently pulled it out from the metal and the skin had snagged.

The moment you started dabbing at it with soapy water, he flinched and pulled back. “You don’t have to do this. I ain’t asking you to do this,” he clarified.

Ignoring him this time, you situated yourself to access the wound again, dabbing away the dried blood around his arm. “Well here I am, Joel. If you aren’t gonna take care of yourself, I’m happy to do it. Tommy would. Ellie would. You don’t go to them, though.”

You go to me.

You cleansed the jagged tears with fresh water and patted it dry. “What did you think was going to happen? You come here, I ignore the gaping hole in your arm, we fuck and then you leave?”

He sat back and his eyes were glued to the ceiling. “No. I don’t fuckin’ know, alright? Ellie’s a kid, and Tommy… I don’t know what I thought.”

He raised his voice and you stared at him. When he met your eyes again, they were tired and glassy.

“‘M sorry, baby. I’m sorry. I just–” He brought his good hand up to your face, his thumb gliding back and forth against your skin. “I ain’t gonna be a burden on you. You’re too young, y’shouldn’t have to take care of me.”

Shaking your head and fighting back tears, you unwound a long strip of bandages. “Shut up. What’s gotten into you? You can’t just say shit like that.”

“–if somethin’ happened to me, I wouldn’t want you to–”

“Jesus fucking christ, Joel, I said shut up.”

If something happened to Joel, you were pretty sure the world would stop. Nowadays, yours was so small to begin with. You couldn’t just forget about him. Pretend like none of this had ever happened. You couldn’t unfeel the way he touched you, or unhear his voice, or unsee his silhouette reflected in the constellations as he laid next to you at night.

Joel’s face faltered. “Hey. Hey, shh, c’mere.” He pulled you into him, disregarding the sting as he held you in his arms. “I’m just worn out, sweetheart. It ain’t you, It’s me.”

You just nodded. Your breathing synced up with his, and for a second, everything didn’t feel so heavy.

“I’m sorry.” You said into the crook of his neck.

“Don’t say sorry.” He rubbed his wide hand up and down your back. “You’ll still finish fixin’ me up?”

And you did. Of course you did. You wrapped the gash up in 20 year old gauze, kissed his forehead and made him promise he’d get it checked out in the morning. You both knew he wouldn’t, but he smiled and promised you anyway.

Such was the way of your promises to each other. You couldn’t guarantee anything, but you could pretend. At least while you were in each other's arms.

Joel could hear piano music pouring out from every edge and crack of your home when he came by to walk Ellie to dinner. It almost made him smile– there was a distinct shift between Ellie’s playing and your demonstration to her.

He listened for a while before finally knocking hard on the door. He heard Ellie shifting around, and then flinging the door open to greet him. “Hey, Joel, have you ever seen Star Wars? The music is super cool.”

He could see the sheet music entitled ‘Princess Leia’s Theme’ resting on the stand. Something twisted in his heart, something mournful and nostalgic, and he had to push it back down before it started hurting.

“Thanks for the lesson! Can I come tomorrow, too? I’ll forget all that by next week,” Ellie said, turning to face you once her shoes and coat had been tugged on.

You smiled, leaning against the doorframe. “Sure, as long as Joel doesn’t mind me stealing you away again.”

Joel kept his eyes on Ellie. “It’s fine.”

Joel kept it curt with you, especially around her. You didn’t need to try to argue with his reasoning. A part of it hurt a little, if you were being honest. Your relationship was harmless. It would be even more harmless if the two of you weren’t sneaking around after dark like two teeagers. But you understood, as much as one could possibly understand Joel Miller.

“Good. See you then.”

Ellie still noticed. While the two of them walked away from your house after a successful session, she posed the question to Joel.

“Did something happen between you guys?” She kicked some snow up off the ground with the toe of her boot.

“No,” Joel replied.

“Then why’d you barely say anything to each other?”

He gave her a look, one that would signal to any other person to fuck off and stop prying, but she ignored it. “Don’t have to. You got a problem with that?”

“Yeah. I mean, it just seems like… pretty weird that you didn’t even say bye.” She went silent for a moment, mulling something over. “Does this have to do with that time you didn’t get me from Tommy’s? Or when I couldn’t find you at the stables? Or when–”

“–Stop yourself right there, Ellie, I’ve already answered too fuckin’ many of your questions,” he interjected.

That only made her grin. She laughed a little and smacked him in the shoulder. “Oh, man. Oh, this is good. You’re fucked. I totally know.”

“You don’t know anything,” and then, under his breath, “little shit.”

“Defensive and quiet? Fuckin’ hell, dude, you suck at this,” she said, laughing. “She’s too cool for you, man.”

Joel, trying his absolute best to fend off the smile at the corner of his lips, just shook his head.

“Shut up.”

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marymunchkiin · 3 months

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when you get this, put 5 songs you actually listen to, then publish. Send this ask to 10 of your followers (positivity is cool) 🎶

hii thanks for the tag! <3

I have jackass loads of songs that I like but my top 5 I think would be:

1.) Running in the Night (FM-84) 2.) Viva la Vida (Coldplay) 3.) Anchor (Skillet) 4.) Libertango (Astor Piazolla) 5.) Leaving This World Behind (Starset)

NPT: @corona-one @talesfrommedinastation @techs-goggles9902 @winniethewife @gonky-kong UwU

#answered asks

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ynsvnte · 3 months

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Sparks — Park Sunghoon

Genre: angst, fluff, death, memories wc: 1.8k warnings: death, crying, kissing, hugging. pairing: bf/husband!hoon x fem!reader

Synopsis: Sunghoon can’t get over you, even when gone. It’s only memories of you. You story ended to earlier. He’s alone.

Sing along at Lispenard St. (Series Masterlist)

Sunghoon sat on the bench staring at the view in front of him. Enjoying the peace and quiet of the place. No other person was there to bother him. Sunghoon looked down and sighed. Only if someone was here. Maybe a lover, but unfortunately that wasn’t what was going to happen. He tried not to think, but the memories keep coming in. It’s hard to live everyday. Especially when alone, having no one by your side. It’s always quiet. Yeah you have friends, but sometimes you have no energy to go out and hang out.

He sat there in silence. Before he gets up and starts walking to his car. Not noticing tears falling slowly.

6 years ago.

“HOONIE!!” You shouted and ran down the halls of the school running to Sunghoon, hugging him. And placing a kiss on his cheek. Sunghoon blushed at this action. “I missed you” you said, Sunghoon could only giggle. “Babe you last saw me at lunch…” you only frowned at this. “Lunch was 3 hours ago” lord you were clingy, but Sunghoon loved that about you. You were his. And he was yours. “I’m sad what if we don’t go to the same university.” You look up at Sunghoon. You were busy as a senior applying to the same colleges as Sunghoon. Definitely not to be with him. You told yourself that even if it was true. “We will.” He said calmly. Your parents weren’t surprised at this. You loved Sunghoon so much ever since middle school. Growing up together was a part of your huge crush on him. And the same goes for him.

“We'll always be together, promise. Even after death.” Sunghoon lifted his pinky. You smiled, wrapping your pinky around his.

“Promise.” You giggled.

4 years ago.

“I’m sick of college” you groaned, placing your head down. Sunghoon only sighed. “Yn..it’s only 2 months left and then we’re free..” you’re tired. Clearly. Senior year of college. All that education is finally paying off. You sat back up looking right at your computer screen before rubbing your face. “I’m done, I quit..” Sunghoon watched you silently. “You can’t just do that..” He knew you weren’t serious. He’s known you all his life. And you’ve been dating for 5 years. He knows your habits quite well. There’s no denying that. “Just get back to work.” You groan, leaning your head onto Sunghoon’s shoulder. He pats your head. “It’s okay..you got this” he tries to encourage you. Even in moments like this.

2 years ago.

“Will you marry me? '' Those words left Sunghoon's mouth. He was on his knee with a ring. You were shocked, tears filling upon your eyes. You nodded your head.

“Y-yes..” crap, how embarrassing. You noticed Sunghoon crying. Which makes you cry. He gets up hugging you. For a minute. He lets go of the hug and puts the ring on you. He looks down at you kissing you. Words can’t express this moment how much happiness you both felt. Finally one more step closer to being together forever. And nothing can stop it. Sunghoon pulls away from the kiss. Leaning his forehead against yours. “My soon to be wife” those words made you feel giddy. You were already blushing, but his words made you blush even more.

1 year ago.

“Hey hoon..” your arms wrapped around his waist. You just woke up from your best night's rest you had in a while.

“Hey princess what’s up..?” He asked you. You didn’t respond immediately. Enjoying the warmth of your husband. “Don’t go to work..” Sunghoon chuckled at this. “Baby..you know I can’t miss work..” He wishes he could, but how would you live without work.. “and why.. you asked him. Sunghoon put his phone on the nightstand before wrapping his arm around you, kissing the top of your head. “Need money to pay bills princess” you grumbled at his response.

“Sorry princess, promise to make it up to you when I get home..” you only stared at him which made him confused. “Anything wrong, aside from me going to work of course.” You shook your head as a no. “Then what is it..” you get closer to Sunghoon placing a kiss on his lips. Making him smile. “On second thought..” Sunghoon said. You place your hand on his chest stopping him. “No go to work.”

9 months ago.

It was around 10 pm. Sunghoon was waiting for you to get home, but by that time he had already fallen asleep. He was woken up by the sound of the doorbell ringing thinking it was you. He opens the door to see 2 police officers at his door. Concerned, he asked, “May I help you..?” Trying to be polite. One of the police officers looked at the other one giving him a look before speaking.

“Is Yn Park your wife..” Sunghoon nodded his head worriedly. “Yeah, is everything alright?” Panic is slowly starting to set in. The police officer sighed, “Your wife, she was involved in an accident..” Sunghoon felt everything go into a blur. What kind of accident..? Are you okay..? Sunghoon’s is panicking, but manages to speak. “What do you mean sir..?” The officer didn’t want to say anything but spoke. “She was involved in a car accident, she’s..she’s in the hospital..” Sunghoon looked down, He’s crying. Not a little bit, but full on sobbing. He could feel the officers stare at him. No..no you can’t die..you have to live for him, for your future kids. He wants you both to grow old together. He can’t imagine life without you. “D-do you know if she’s okay?..” Lord, he hoped for a positive answer. The officers didn’t know, only advising him to go visit the hospital where you were at. And so he went there.

Upon arrival. He entered the hospital, he got stares probably because of his current state, but that didn’t matter the only thing that mattered was whether you died or not. He goes up to the reception, asking for you..only to get told he’ll have to wait. No he can’t do that he has to see you. He’s your husband, he should be allowed too.

Hours passed, and Sunghoon was asleep by then in the chair. In an uncomfortable position. He heard footsteps making him wake up from his slumber. He sees it’s your parents.

“Oh Sunghoon!” Your mom said pulling him into a hug noticing his terrible state. He returns the hug. He feels slightly better. He greets your father. Your mother starts asking all kinds of questions. “How long have you been here? Is she okay? Do you know who did it?” He had no answers to any question she asked. He felt hopeless. He hasn’t gotten any answer since he got here. He just hopes you will open your eyes. See the sparks he sees when he is with you. That’s until the doctor comes out of your room, looking down at his clipboard. Sunghoon quickly gets out of his seat. Walking up to the doctor.

“Is she alright?..” He asked him. The doctor removes his glasses before looking at Sunghoon. “Sir..she-she..unfortunately has passed away..” No this can’t be. His love, his forever, his princess. All because of the stupid driver. He wanted all the answers now. Who caused it? Who took the only person who made him very happy. Sunghoon fell onto his knees sobbing. Eyes red at this point. He can hear your mother screaming, while your father is also in tears but not bad as your mother’s.. The doctors speak once more..

“I also have one more piece of news for you..” sunghoon looks up hoping it’s good news. Maybe oh I’m just joking! She has a chance! But the doctor’s next words make him feel even worse.

“Mrs. Park was..pregnant..7 weeks to be exact..” PREGNANT? You were pregnant with his kid, and he didn’t know. Why did you tell him? His world was crumbling very quickly just yesterday he was on cloud 9 and now..not anymore.. the doctor was about to leave when Sunghoon asked, “Can I Atleast see her?” The doctor shook his head. “No..” No!?! Sunghoon was already upset and in misery and now he can’t see you one last time?

“No!?! What do you mean no!?! She’s my wife, I have the right..!” Sunghoon was now more mad..he was desperate to see your face. “Her face is too damaged…” the doctor tried to reason. Bullshit Sunghoon thought. Sunghoon then tried punching the doctor only to be held by your dad. Trying to calm him down, to not cause a scene. Everyone was now looking in their direction only to see a now mad Sunghoon trying to get his hands on the doctor. Security pulled up taking him away. And just like that you were gone. He never saw your pretty face, or his unborn child.

Present

Sunghoon managed to get home. Life was still the same empty. Every time he walks inside it’s a living hell. He stares at your bookshelf with books you read and unread books that were never to be read. He sees the book you were reading on the coffee table picking it up. It’s still untouched. He places it back down. Walking up to his room. He enters seeing the bed you once shared. Many memories are made in this home. He looks down at his wedding ring. He was going to get justice for you. He was lucky enough to get your wedding ring. Having it protected. He’ll never let it go. He enters the closet seeing all of your unworn clothes, jewelry. He even sees the necklace he got you for your very first date. He changes before walking to the bed and stares at your vanity, all your makeup there. Some probably expired. He gets up walking towards it seeing a photo hanging. It’s a photo of you and him. You were still both in college. You look at Sunghoon with admiration in the photo. He places it down. Looking around your vanity, seeing your perfume. The old bottle you last touched, he even bought a whole new one to not get rid of your fingerprints. He loved that scent you always carried, every night before bed spraying onto the pillow you used to sleep with. Always hugging it. He turns off every light, and lays on the bed before going through his phone seeing his message unread..knowing you’ll never respond to them. He goes to his camera roll and clicks on his album named “my love ❤ ️” it’s photos, and videos of you together on dates, events, even your wedding, you looked so beautiful. The memories start coming back. They’ll never go away just like his love for you. You were his missing piece and now you’ll be missing forever. He can’t anymore but he’s doing this for you. He sets his phone down.. turns off the lamp going to bed. He looks up at the darkness before speaking.

“I should have hugged you tighter and longer the last time I saw you” he closes his eyes. Sleeping.

Author’s note: I cried writing this fun fact has to listen to my song on repeat and it was sad of course longest fic I wrote! Anyways hope you liked it?? I’m to in my angst mood rn sorry 😔 if it’s not you by pryvt was on repeat btw

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rainbowchaox · 7 months

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Round 2 of “canon” ships at war

We have the top four: Pissa, Fitpac, Slimeriana, and barely coming in fourth is spiderbit.

I find it interesting that the canonical husbands are barely making the cut. (Wonder if because they are canon they lost the something else other ship pairs has). I was legit thinking Frubbo would have made it. Spiderbit is legit only .1% above frubbo. Congrats frubbo shippers your ship may be recent but you almost made spiderbit be out of the running

Now onto the main event!

#pissa #Qsmp #Qsmp pissa #fitpac #qsmp fitpac #qsmp slimeriana #slimeriana #qsmp spiderbit #spiderbit #round 2!

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fancylala4 · 1 month

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I saw some of you anti Ts posts they are funny and I need to Rant. sorry.

I am so FUCKING sick and TIRED of being relatable being cool! Fuck! If I wanna listen to someone they need to sound good! Way better than ME! Why is being average so overhyped! Bring back actual talent! Bring back people who can sing! Really sing. I want to be awestruck. I want to me in mesmerized. For fuckss sake Taylor Swift is only that popular because she is average and these swifties identify with her.

And fucking hell I AM SO TIRED of this bitch! I am so tired that they act like only her achievements count and as if achievements of other artists don't fucking count!

The Weeknd has a song with 4Billion streams on Spotify.

Drake has one song with 3 Billion and one with 2 Billion

Post Malone has one with 3 Billion and two with 2 Billion

Dua Lipa has four with 2 Billion

Justin Bieber has 3 with 2 Billion and 1 with 3 Billion

Coldplay has 3 with 2 Billion

Bruno Mars has 3 songs with 2 Billion

Ed Sheeran has 3 songs with 2 Billion and 1 song with 3 Billion

Taylor fucking Swift just recently as one song with 2 Billion streams! ONE! if she is so big? Why doesn't she have more? I can answer you this. Because her stupid fans only care about first week streams. They care about getting her on the chart. That is what spotify and billboard pushes. These morons will mass play her music all night so it get streams. It's so embarrassing.

If she didn't release shit constantly and her stans weren't some pathetic losers wanting her to chart so she just charts there is no WAY in fucking hell she could compete with todays artists.

Fucking hell and they compare her to Michael Jackson! Taylor Swift does not have the LONGEVITY. SHE DOES NOT. Not Mariah Careys, Britney Spears, Elton John or the Beatles. There's more but here's a few.

Michael Jackson had a top ten hit in 5 DIFFERENT DECADES. ( 6 if you count the Jackson 5) And probably will have another one after the biopic comes out!

If Taylor Swift would do this she would have to be able to have a TOP TEN HIT in 2030 and 2040. There is no way she would be doing this.

Mariah Carey in 4 DECADES SINCE THE 90'S!

Britney Spears the same as Mariah!

Elton John in four from the 70's- 20's missing the 00's and 10's.

The Beatles in the 60's 70's 90's and 20's.

Like i hate it so much how much this woman is pushed! And swifties gon act like as if she is the only artist being this succesful! SHE IS NOT! It's more impressive that Rihanna still gets high streams beside not releasing anything for YEARS! BTCH i wanna see Taylor Swift not releasing anything for 7 Years and see where she's at. Let's find out. But this woman is to coward to ever do that. She is so damn desperate for validation it's embarrassing.

HOW THE FUCK IS SHE NOT EMBARRASSED WINNING ALL THESE AWARDS OVER PEOPLE WHO ARE 10 TIMES MORE TALENTED THAN HER?!

This btch is absolutely not humble because i would be embarrassed. Literally. It's like how can you shit as tour gain so much money when you know you can't dance and are a mid singer.

And these faces of acting shocked when she wins an award! With that open mouth and GOD! Yes we get it you won again "suprisingly."

How the fuck does she have more AOTYs than any other fucking artist ever? How the fuck does this mediocre ass woman have more than Janet, Michael Jackson, Amy Winehouse, Whitney Houston, Mariah Carey, Stevie Wonder.

And don't let me start on her victim card that she has used has her brand since fucking Kanye West had to go up on stage and embarrass her. He literally started this whole shit. You can never criticise her for anything. Because if you do you are a misogynist who just hates succesful women. She's always the fuckin victim and swifties romanticize it so much! They want her to be this struggling underdog who rose to fame cause that is what fits their damn wattpad story!

Taylor Swift wants to be the Man. She wouldn't be as succeaful if she was a man. Point blank period. Her shield to protect her self from any criticism wouldn't work. The only thing she has to be oppressed about is being a woman thats why her and swifties milk it so fuccking hard!!!

Thanks, and it’s ok. This whole blog is just a bunch of rants anyways.

But everything you said was true. I didn’t know she of all people have more aoty awards than those you mentioned. This just proves that the Grammys are a joke.

#asks #anon #anti taylor swift

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What the JJK characters listen to part 2

warnings: swearing!! proofread

RULES !!

DO NOT COPY OR REPOST MY WORK PLEASE

REQUESTS: OPEN

NAVIGATION

WHO DO I WRITE FOR?

Nobody asked for a second part. Do i care? no.

Characters included: Yuuji, Megumi, Nobara, Inumaki, Yuuta, Maki

idk if im missing anyone anyways YO THIS IS FUN

part 1

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Yuuji Itadori

Honestly, he screams Shakira to me, and Jennifer Lopez too.

His entire music taste consists of 2000s pop music thats super nostalgic and at the same time makes you cringe.

ALSO, he has the Backstreet Boys on repeat. Like literally on loop all the time.

Tried, keyword tried, getting into classical music just to seem cultured and fancy but he ended listening to piano covers of Call Me Maybe and Britney Spears.

He´s the type of person you´d take with you to do carpool karaoke cause you know he´s gonna play the songs everyone knows.

Honorable mention: NewJeans (cause he´s secretly not so secretly a kpop stan)

Megumi Fushiguro

Isn´t it obvious?

He´s SO Lana Del Rey coded.

ALSO, he had a Melanie Martinez phase that´s really not a phase but he says it is.

Other than Lana, he listens to soft beat type of songs, like Cigarettes After Sex, Men I Trust or Clairo.

Even if its not his usual vibe, he lowkey highkey really enjoys Coldplay after Yuuji showed him one of their songs, especially their softer tuned songs. (aka Sparks im gonna cry hol up)

Honorable mention: Billie Eilish

Kugisaki Nobara

SHES A BARBZ ALL THE WAY

Her whole vibe is hot pink and a hot girl typa gal. That applies to her music taste as well.

Shes very much into female rappers like Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion too.

And lets not forget the classic pop stars like Ari or Jessie J.

Shes honestly in that sense a lot like Yuuji. They both connect because they listen to a lot of older pop music, except Nobara listens to more girly ish songs or in general songs that are very much female empowerment (queen behaviour)

Honorable mention: SZA (she had Kill Bill at full volume on repeat every time the boys annoyed her)

Inumaki Toge

Okay listen. I see a lot of headcanons that Inumaki is a huge gamer, like Fortnite type of gamer.

The first thing i thought of when i thought of this was dubstep and electro music. Also underground beatboxing.

Like bro i´m sorry im not but to me gamers are equivalent to that when it comes to music and im telling yall cause i had A PHASE (very cringe one we do not talk about it)

I also feel like he tried to be emo once but he only got as far as listening to Twenty One Pilots which isnt even emo so.

Honorable mention: Pitbull, he started listening to him as a joke because of the memes but its not a joke anymore

Yuuta Okkotsu

Ok ok to me he´s very soft boy coded, kind of like Megumi but more bright and cheerful.

HES A SWIFTIE. I dont make the rules sorry

You know that 2020 phase where everyone listened to soft music like Clairo, mxmtoon, Conan Gray, etc? Yeah he never got out of that phase.

BUT, hes evolved yall, his top genre is indie music.

lowkey feel like Inumaki got him into Twenty One Pilots and now he uses their music as an excuse to scream. He´s hella good at rapping their songs too like zayum.

Honorable mention: One Direction cause he never got over their disbandment

Maki Zenin

HEAR ME OUT

Before yall say anything listen to me.

I had to think this one through but shes very much rapper vibes to me, like og 2000s rappers like 2pac and Eminem.

I dont even know WHY but she just screams west coast thug life type of music.

Disses on modern rappers except Kendrick Lamar and MAYBE Travis Scott but thats saying too much.

I´m also convinced Yuuta introduced her to Joji and she cried in her room afterwards.

Honorable mention: Bruno Mars, dont ask

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Kevin Korchinski appreciation post

[list below in no particular order. Also a warning that I will bully Blackhawks in this]

number #55 (look, i just like the number 5)

defenseman (d-man)

ankle-breaker-defenseman (aka he likes to dance around with the puck confusing opponents (ref.1))

1st round, 7th pick overall

1st goal

2nd goal

5 assist

Lil’ scar under his right eye (story)

tried to become an influencer (0:25)

found out he was drafted to Seattle Thunderbirds @ school during a test (0:55)

says "pants" like a little british boy (1:33)

has wanted to rock a fishbowl (5:10) for at least a year

changes his laces every single game

values his NHL EA rating (reportedly)

so pretty it's annoying

his friendship with bedard, although not shown a lot it is quite nice

supportive teammate

followed his father into the WHL (western hockey league) to bond with his father

THIS article by the NHL.

coach (luke richardson) has faith in him

turns out a lot of coaches like him (2:51)

is on the top line of defense (17/12/23: although korchinski is out due to personal matters. Edit: KORCHINSKI’S back baby!!)

this isn't really about korchinski but it's just a cute article

"big bad kev" (11:26)

plays guitar (13:10)

played piano when he was younger as his mum thought it would make him smarter

had to start playing piano sister didn’t like it (18:34)

better piano player than guitar player

this photo (look okay he's pretty i'm sorry for speaking the truth)

chicago is apparently a crazy city (3:24)

his mum is a sweetheart

mama's and papa's boy

was competitive with his older sister (10:33)

according to his mum he was an energetic kid (19:21)

his grandad used to call him the "energy bunny"

he has no idea what his goal song would be but if he had to pick it would be an upbeat rap song

likes country (i'm sorry kevin but no)

coldplay guy (because of his dad)

plays morgan wallen, zac brown or coldplay on guitar

Favourite show is Suits

#kevin korchinski #chicago blackhawks #nhl #nhl hockey #nhl imagine #ice hockey #watching videos for this made me realise that i like every other team but the blackhawks #i cannot believe a blackhawks video has actually made me mad #but lets not focus on that lets focus on lil' chinski #the What Chaos! podcast episode pissed me off an unreasonable amount it was crazy #nhl x reader #cecilias nhl post

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TOP100KPOP X 29 dic. 2023

Jimin & Jungkook (BTS RM Jin Suga)

BTS' JUNGKOOK was named the best K-POP maknae in 2023!

BTS was named the best K-POP group!

BTS' JIMIN was named the best K-POP vocalist in 2023!

JIMIN's Like Crazy was named best MV by a K-POP soloist!

BTS's JIMIN was named the most handsome face in K-POP in 2023!

FACE by JIMIN was named the best K-POP album of 2023!

BTS's Jimin was named the best K-POP artist in 2023!

TOP100KPOP X 29 dic. 2023

Jimin & Jungkook (BTS V)

TOP 60: MOST STREAMED KPOP SONGS OF ALL TIME ON SPOTIFY

1. BTS - Dynamite (1.776B)

2. Jung Kook feat. Latto - Seven (1.241B)

3. BTS - Butter (1.200B)

4. BTS X Coldplay - My Universe (1.170B)

5. BTS feat. Halsey - Boy With Luv (1.112B)

8. Charlie Puth feat. Jung Kook - Left And Right (850M)

10. Jimin - Like Crazy (769M)

12. BTS - FAKE LOVE (731M)

13. BTS - Life Goes On (673M)

16. BTS - Permission to Dance (642M)

18. BTS - DNA (604M)

23. BTS - Euphoria (546M)

25. BTS - Blood Sweat & Tears (532M)

30. BTS - Spring Day (459M)

34. BTS - BLACK SWAN (435M)

35. BTS - IDOL (432M)

36. BTS - ON (430M)

38. BTS - Filter (414M)

43. BTS - Run BTS (389M)

45. Jung Kook - Dreamers (387M)

47. V - Christmas Tree (371M)

51. V - Sweet Night (355M)

55. BTS, Steve Aoki - The Truth Untold (342M)

56. BTS - Go Go (341M)

57. BTS - I Need U (341M)

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Year-End Poll #68: 2017

[Image description: a collage of photos of the 10 musicians and musical groups featured in this poll. In order from left to right, top to bottom: Ed Sheeran, Luis Fonsi and Daddy Yankee, Bruno Mars, Kendrick Lamar, The Chainsmokers, Migos, The Chainsmokers, Sam Hunt, Imagine Dragons, Post Malone. End description]

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It's easier more than ever to see the effects of streaming on the pop charts. As electropop and club music become a distant memory, the pop music of the late 2010's works better with individual listening. As mentioned before, streaming works better for album listening, much more than the iTunes era which encouraged the purchasing of individual songs (which was great for singles artists, but not necessarily for albums). Some artists were able to hack this system. For example, Drake's Views (featured on the previous poll) was notable for having 20 songs on its tracklist -- which is a lot for a pop release. Unlike the iTunes era or even the CD era before, longer albums with shorter songs flourish more in the streaming landscape.

Streaming also helped to continue blurring the line between genres and audiences. Without going too much into it (because this is a topic I could ramble on about endlessly), genres were not handed down to us from Mount Olympus or something. Genre is a tool of marketing, and the lines drawn between them can have a variety of cultural, racial, economic, gender, religious, and other variables between them. These lines were more prominent in previous years before streaming made it easier to access just about every kind of music at once. This is when we start to see the rise of a concept known as the "monogenre". In order to cater to as wide an audience as possible, everything starts to sound like everything. A little rock, a little indie, a little trap, a little tropical house, a little festival EDM. There were also those who criticized the streaming era in how it promotes a more "passive" listening style, since playlists and algorithms could continue playing ad infinitum without the listener needing to seek out new music themselves. While I certainly see the evidence of that on the charts, I don't think this tells the complete story.

As a less cynical counter-argument, streaming has made it easier for listeners to find music that otherwise wouldn't have been marketed to them. I believe that this could be one of the factors behind reggaeton finding a growing audience among English speakers. Obviously reggaeton did not originate this year. The roots of the genre can be traced back to the 1980's in Panama where it would later grow an even larger audience in Puerto Rico. The genre would grow in popularity in the States as well, especially in the early 2000's. But if you weren't paying attention to Spanish language music (and you didn't grow up in the Southwest), it was easy for mainstream audiences to miss it. Reggaeton includes influences from dancehall and hip-hop, so it makes sense that the genre would find a mainstream English-speaking audience when those two genres were also shaping pop music. Because Despacito wasn't just big for a reggaeton song. It wasn't even big for a Latin pop song. Despacito led to Daddy Yankee becoming the sixth most listened-to artist on Spotify in 2017, and led to an influx of Latin and reggaeton artists who were able to cross over without English language remixes. Billboard magazine has an article here about the "Despacito Effect".

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What Am I To You?

Different kinds of love: JJBA edition.

Synopsis: How they saw you, did they love you? Did they only liked you as a friend? Did they at least noticed?

Warnings: Heart breakdown, Unrequited feelings, character´s death, spoilers

Jonathan Joestar

The one that held you dearly and loved but not in a romantic way

- Both born from noble families with business involved, both born with a golden spoon on the mouth.

- Jonathan was always the kind and golden star child that everyone knew that was going to have only happiness in his life, you were the crashed little girl with a pompous dress bigger than your body that maybe was going to be a beauty because you were little and for your lineage.

-Then you weren't as beautiful as other expected and Jonathan was what everyone expected.

- He was there for you when the other kids were cruel, he was there for you when your mother didn't show the same care and attention that she showed your sisters, all great beauties, or your father with your brother.

- He was there for you, low and below, in those tender and hard years of childhood.

- Jonathan was bounded to someone, you learned that from a book, for every prince there was a princess, he had a princess somewhere.

- So, with your 6 year old self, you wished him good luck with his love while your love and heart were buried underground by your own tiny hands to spare you a bigger pain in the future, just like the books said: princess were beautiful, gentle and sweet, you were nothing like that description.

- It did help when a certain blond girl appeared, Jonathan was in cloud nine after been with her only for a day, meanwhile you only cleaned the new revolver that you father gifted you the other day.

- And then there were some... strange events that you didn't even have the energy to try to give a proper reason, but in the bat of the eye Jonathan was already married and boarding a cruise to his honeymoon with his loved wife.

"I'm worried about you" he was always so concerned for you, from the moment you got your first gun to the moment you survived all the strange events.

"You are only gone for a few weeks, I will survive" you never told him that you have been recently seen a man, the son of a business partner of your father on Norway, he was decent, he was kind and funny to be with, sometimes kind of strange when he was talking to a wall with that curious red book on his hands.

- You wanted to invite him to your wedding, be the best man of your groom if possible, because he wasn't a social person but you knew that they would get along.

- You were the first one to be there to welcome Erina when she finally arrived to the port, a baby in her arms and another on her womb.

- You promised to Jonathan's empty coffin that you and your husband would help her to overcome all.

Joseph Joestar

The one that was too late to notice

- You didn't have much options to be honest, Joseph was always on the top of the world and he used it to his benefit in some occasions.

- You were born the same year in the same household, both of your grannies best friends, the Joestar household was warm, something interesting to do at any time because 1) Joseph always had this strange never ending energy inside of him and he always put the both of you on trouble, 2) you always had the red magical book of your grandfather, sometimes he would lend it to you or it would appear on your hands from thin air when you wanted it, 3) your big imaginary friend was always there for you doing metal trinkets.

"You are seriously a weird one" Joseph was such a pest sometimes, specially when he caught you with some strange little metallic thing on hands and saying thank you to the nothing.

"Says the guy who uses some kind of weird magic to open a soda"

"Ripple, it's called ripple!" How strange that such a name was on your grandfather's book, with something related to the sun and other things that you didn't understand.

- One thing lead to other, before you noticed you and Joseph were in Italy and you saw the handsomest man that you have ever seen.

"He is hot" it was a mere whisper, but Joseph heard it, he thought that you were talking about him and his new outfit, he did a weird pose in order to still had your attention, but he noticed that your eyes weren't on him.

- You were seeing that Italian bubble guy bastard jerk of Caesar.

"You are a crazy woman with bad taste!" He was so loud, you turned red in a moment, even more when the blond guy looked at the both of you.

- Joseph wasn't aware of his feelings for you, Erina was exasperated by this, "I will never have great-grandkids at this rate", she would feel her blood pressure worsening when she noticed her grandson flirting with other girls when he literally had you at his right reading that red book.

- Joseph didn't take it well.

- When he was finally aware that maybe you were kind of attractive you were seeing another person, it was one of Caesar's friends, before you even noticed you both were on each other hands, hearts and mind.

- If Caesar was a womanizer, this guy was worse, why did you have such a terrible taste on men?

"Caesarino, you...!"

"JoJo, stop doing a fuss, it's normal for mature people to fall in love"

- Caesar smiled at him, showing proudly at you and the other guy in a little trattoria near the port, kissing, Joseph shouted bloody murder the entire way back to the island, Lisa Lisa throw them both to the pit.

"This is all your fault!"

"Promise me that the both of you will take care of each other"

- You were in some kind of honeymoon phase, Joseph was disgusted and didn't even try to hide it, not even the disgusted expression on his face everytime that he saw the young man that was constantly trying to make you fall deeper on his hold.

"I don't like that guy"

"Joseph, the one that needs to like him is me"

- He would accept it, you were sure, he just needed some time.

"Don't worry, I assure you that JoJo will be fine, idiots don't die easily"

"Caesar, you...!"

- It broke your heart when Joseph appeared later with that singular headband on hand.

-Joseph was there for you when you started to cry due to your broken heart.

-Then you also lost Joseph, who was always there for you from the very first moment of your life.

- Your grandparents, granny Erina, Smokey, Messina and Lisa Lisa were there for you when you were alone, heart broken and pregnant, with a child whose father was simply missing.

- And then Joseph appeared out of nowhere, shouting at Suzi, his wife, and then at you.

"How come that you are pregnant?!"

"How come that you didn't contact anyone?, more importantly, how come I wasn't a maid of honor?!"

- Joseph helped you with your kid, and he also helped when your first grandchild started to use that same strange Hamon thing that he and Caesar did, could it be associated to the fact that your child married someone of the Zeppeli family?

- He was so confident that your son, from another marriage, would marry Holy when they were older.

- He shouted bloody murder when Holy appeared with her japanese boyfriend, a ring on her finger, while your son with his own special other gave the news that they were expecting a baby.

- Your grandma once told you that Joseph would pay some kind of karma in the future and Granny Erina nodded besides her in agreement while drinking angrily her tea.

- He helped to raise your kids and all your grandchildren.

"Granny Erina once told me that your Grandma helped us a lot, it's no problem"

- He was there for your grandchildren, maybe because his own was too far away back in Japan, spoiling your grandkids rotten instead.

- And, years later, when he and Suzi had a trip to Egypt, Avdol was introduced in your life.

"I can see that you have a great spirit Madame" not knowing of what was he talking about you only nodded, before seeing some kind of fire dinosaur man standing behind the young man.

- Joseph didn't understand shit.

- And then he did when out of nowhere he got one and could finally see your so famous 'imaginary friend', your monster looking imaginary friend with all it's twisted fangs and metallic like skin glory.

"OH MY GOOOOD-" anyway, he stopped calling you crazy altogether.

- Then, without many notice he took one of your grandkids and got to Japan, when you finally noticed what was happening you were already with Suzi and Holy waiting for them, you almost killed him again when you saw your grandkid with so many healing scars and other open wounds, possibly a psychological trauma!

- Years passed, and before you knew you were already in your moment.

- Joseph was there for you, that brat that put you in so many troubles that almost got you killed, he was there since your first moment when your grannies put the two together in the same crib and now he was there for you, holding your hand firmly when you left the world of the living.

- Even without you there, Joseph was still looking after your family.

- He was so sure that you would have loved Josuke and Shizuka, but you would also try to kill him again because of him being involved in an affair.

"You know? You look so much like your grandparent, it's cute" he acted senile in front of the youngest of your grandkids and they always bought his act, or maybe he wasn't acting?

- Sometimes he could be day dreaming about your youngest grandkid getting married to his son Josuke.

Jotaro Kujo

The one that choose to try for a normal life over you but failed

- You only knew that grandpa Joseph had a grandson.

"He must be around your age" he would say while helping you with your Hamon, you were nowhere near him or his ability, but a little ripple was better than nothing.

- Meeting Jotaro, such a guy with an aura that screamed cool to even you would recognize at the second, was life changing.

- Seeing his Stand almost made you faint.

- When you were a kid only your grandma believed you when you told her about the strange ghost that was near you, after meeting Avdol you understood that said ghost was a part of you.

- Jotaro was so strong in more than one way.

- Even when everything was in the worst state possible Jotaro would be the MVP of you all, he almost didn't make it many times, but he was proudly standing at the end of the day.

"Now I can say that I know you since we were kids" both of you and Polnaref were kids a few minutes ago due to another Stand user, Jotaro only said his usual line before leaving you alone.

- Jotaro was always so cool that you almost forgot that he was human, someone that had flaws, you saw him as someone perfect.

- But no one was perfect, you weren't perfect, you were late and you were weak, and who were dear to you were already gone when you only caught your breath.

- The nightmare that Dio was in your book felt short to the real deal.

- You returned home, wounded physically and emotionally, but to the warm arms of your family were there for you.

- You and Jotaro were closed to others most of the time after that, but it could be said that you were closed together.

- Grandpa Joseph was happy when you told him that you liked Jotaro.

- You tried to make him fall in love with you, it worked, just to some extent, sometimes the both of you would go out on dates, or you felt them as dates, you would talk and laugh, he would listen to you and smile in rare occasions.

- Two Stand users in the same place always lead to trouble, not even once your dates were spared by others, Jotaro was still strong, he was invincible.

- He looked troubled when you used your stand, so you stopped using it.

- Then Jotaro got his things and got himself on college, he was in his own world while you always tried to be in contact.

- Jotaro told you that he wasn't ready to be in a relationship yet, so he left you in the nothing, trying to ask him what you did wrong, what you could do to improve, but he didn't say another word to you for almost a year.

- What you got after that year of radio silence was the news that he was already with another girl, they were getting married and she was already pregnant.

- The picture that you had of the perfect Jotaro of your teenage years was crushed to pieces.

- You didn't attend his wedding, only a few people were invited and you weren't among them, you tried to put distance.

- Your little sibling wasn't aware of that and was still attached to the idea of the perfect Jotaro that you put in their mind, about how incredible the Joestar family was, they didn't know a thing so you couldn't be angry at them.

- Surprisingly Jotaro was good to them, but you were worried that he spent more time with your sibling than with his own new family.

- You needed to interrupt in Morioh when Grandpa Joseph called you, already a police officer, to help his grandson and son, it was still complicated, to caught a serial killer.

- It was so silent when the both of you were on the same room alone.

"It's good to see you" he was the first one to talk, quite the shock to be honest.

"I guess" it was so strange to talk to him again.

- it wasn't so bad at the end of the day, Josuke was a great and sweet boy, you were trying to adapt to the little town, before you knew it a position in the police department of Morioh was open to you.

- You decided to stay there.

- Jotaro looked at you as if you grew another head when you told him that you weren't returning with them, chosing to stay in Morioh and live there.

- There were good and strange things, worthy enough to be around a little longer.

"Why are you shoplifting if you are a recognized mangaka?"

"Because the experience is what I need!"

- There was interesting and crazy people around that you liked and wanted to know better.

"Are you sure that you want to stay here?" In the past those eyes made you weak on the legs, now they made you the strongest to stand by yourself.

"I'm sure" Jotaro didn't say anything back, he just smiled before saying his usual line.

- It was the first time in years that the both of you smiled at each other.

- It wasn't fair, but when your son was old enough Jotaro re appeared yet again at the door of your house, saying that it was better if he trained your kid with his Stand, you wanted to ask him what in hell he was doing in Morioh when his daughter just got out of the correctional.

- It wasn't fair, but neither you or Rohan could do something with your kid's Stand, so Jotaro took Rei with him to the Speed Wagon Foundation.

- You didn't knew many things from him since then, only your son returning home from time to time and telling you that Jotaro said "hi".

Josuke Higashikata

The one that didn't notice before it was shoved right at his face

- You arrived to Morioh with your backpack full to the brim, your red book on hand and a first aid kit on the other.

- Jotaro looked at you before saying his usual phrase, you packed everything that you could get your hands on, like you were going to the war, and maybe you were, that being one of the reasons that Jotaro didn't liked the idea of bringing you with him.

"Don't you worry, Mister Jotaro, I'm ready"

- You read about every adventure of the Joestar family in your red book, which everyone knew at that point that was a Stand, such heroic acts that filled your mind as a child, dreaming for the day that you would live the same some day.

- Learning that there was no Joestar of your age that would give you adventures like your grandparent and elder sibling almost killed you when you were a kid, but out of nothing, and some sensible topic that the adults didn't let you heard, now there was one.

- A boy of your age, being tall as far as you knew was obviously a trait of the Joestar family.

- When you met Josuke you expected some kind of incredible explosion on the background, but there he was, after Jotaro said that it was okay to finally meet each other, trying to accommodate his strange hair style before saying hello.

"Good afternoon, my name is Higashikata Josuke, it's a pleasure"

- By the way that he said it you thought that his first name was Higashikata and Josuke his last name.

- The cultural shock is real.

- Josuke was way too normal for a Joestar, every move from him made you consult your book to see if this was something that a Joestar could do or like.

- Another point of importance, at least for you, was the fact that Josuke apparently wasn't aware of what having Joestar's blood on his veins meant at all.

"That water is muddy, you don't know what is in there!" He tried to stop you, but you simply got along and followed Mister Jotaro by the muddy path without thinking twice, Josuke was on the verge of a mental break down.

- You almost knocked Crazy Diamond out with your Stand when Josuke said, jokingly, that he didn't believe what your red book said because it talked about vampires.

- Okuyasu would talk constantly about you and Josuke, not exactly to put you in an embarrassing position but being near to Koichi and with his girlfriend possibly around every corner in the street made you sweat quite a lot.

"I feel killing intentions near me..."

"Oh, I will bring Josuke right away!"

- Things got pretty weird before you even noticed, and you finally got your so awaited adventure, it was funny (not really), you were always on edge and finally the first lost almost got all your breath away.

- Jotaro was there to say some good things to you, or at least he tried.

- It was ironic that Josuke and his "normal" self were the ones that could give some kind of tranquility at the moment.

- Josuke was a good boy, he didn't deserve nothing of this, but yet again, he had the Joestar family blood on him and you started to see that as some kind of bad thing.

- You were able to finally be put on the red book when everything ended, the names of your friends were there, also the people that you lost, it wasn't good, it wasn't bad, but it was what it was and you couldn't change it.

"You know, Josuke should take you to eat something good one of these days before we go back home"

"Shut up, you old man!"

- And then you had that problem.

"I swear, back in my days a true man would take the person they liked to at least drink a tea or to the cinema, Josuke, being young isn't eternal, before you know it they are going to be married off to someone else!"

"Like I said, shut up!"

"I want to see my grandkids at least before I die!"

- Apparently Grandpa Joseph finally lost his last sanity, and there was also...

"What? Your older sibling and Rohan?!"

"Don't tell Grandpa Joseph, he is going to have a stroke, he still wants to be matchmaker and get them married to Mister Jotaro even when he is already married"

"Jotaro-san is married?!"

"Yeah, with a little kid" You broke Josuke that day.

- At the end, you returned home with Grandpa Joseph, Mister Jotaro and baby Shizuka.

- No one knew that Josuke talked to you in private before returning.

"I know this place" he started to say while you were reading the red book on your hands, your gaze drifted to him, his ears tinted pink, he was looking everywhere except you with a hand on his neck like it wasn't a big deal, "It's a good one, it's Italian food, the real deal... I think?" he was already saying any word that passed his mind at that point, "You are part Italian, right? I've never eaten that before back there but I can say that the restaurant is good, but if you don't like it then-"

"I would love to" you weren't looking at him, glued to your book, but he smiled anyway.

- Josuke carried your survival backpack all the way.

- He didn't tell you that your eyes would be drained of any tears when you got a gulp of water.

- Both of you still had many adventures ahead.

Giorno Giovanna

For him, you are the love that got away

- You were muscle, you were no brain, you would punch him in the face.

- You didn't even knew that Giorno was a Joestar, you ended up on Italy after reading your red book, seeing different places that were depicted on those pages.

- It could be said that Giorno found you that day, when he was in the streets with some kind of strange lighter in hand.

- One thing lead to another, Giorno saw that you had a good Stand, he added you to his side because you would be of use at some point, you needed the money that he got to extend your trip.

- No one was warm to you or Giorno, at least you weren't associated with them so they didn't do shit to you, maybe it was related to the fact that your Stand almost killed someone that tried to grab your body in the streets, Golden Experience was also at the call but your stand was faster.

- Giorno was feeling funny when he saw the man imploring mercy already on the floor and you with your angry face that didn't even change.

- Narancia was the only one that didn't realize that Giorno was quite literally blooming flowers around him when you were beating the shit out of someone, it was quite the contrast to see Giorno there with so many flowers and then be colored by the blood of your victims.

- But Giorno decided that it wasn't the moment, everything had a time, so when the time comes he would ask you out directly.

- You were merciless, so when you put two plus two you were nothing but direct.

"One day I will meet someone, we will live incredible adventures"

"That sounds promising" He wasn't sure if you were referring to some kind of destined pair, because you didn't look as someone that believed in those old stories, so he just thought that you believed in some kind of love, he could be that person with a little more of work.

- You thought that he and Mista had something when you and Narancia saw them in quite a loud intercourse.

- Mista denied it to death when you asked, Giorno flushed and looked at you like a lady being questioned by her lover.

"Were you mad?" He was doing a pose that had his hand covering his mouth and his pink cheeks, looking at you like he was expecting something.

"I'm getting mad right now because you are so cringe!" And the expectations in his eyes dried.

- Most of the guys were at the limit with Giorno trying to be suave around you, Bruno believed that it was cute being so young again but with the things that Giorno was already involved he knew that this wouldn't last.

- He was right.

- You finally got something, your book finally showed you information that would help.

- At some point you crossed paths with someone that was noted as "Trish's father, DopiolovaiD, passed by your side" it was strange, but it was something, it was important!

- Before you noticed someone was behind your back, but you could see Narancia's stand near, you put your red book on it and it flew away.

- You were muscle, you were strong, they needed time, you would give them so much time as far as you could.

- The book arrived safely, but it didn't last long.

- You died that day, the red book gone from Giorno's hands and turning to ashes, that was the moment that Giorno knew that you were most likely dead already and he couldn't do anything to stop it or reverse it.

- From then on, Giorno got what he wanted but also lost too much, he did everything he could, he contacted your family and gave the news.

- Giorno loved you dearly, he still does, it pains him greatly, his heart got broken and his clothes reflected his mourning, because he now was on the top, he couldn't let his enemies see that he was still an "emotional kid" that couldn't let go of the dead.

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