#Compromise

[zoofzoofxx]

„OH MY GOD THAT’S JOOST KLEIN!”

(pt.1?????)

Pairing - Joost Klein x Fem!reader

Summary - As you and your little sister walk home, you notice a commotion near a car where a group of people is shouting excitedly. Your sister catches the name of a famous singer and eagerly wants his autograph. However, Joost seems more intrigued by you and proposes a compromise.

Genre - Fluff

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"Thank you very much,” I heard my sister express while embracing me. We were presently walking home; the evening was approaching, and we still had quite a lengthy distance to my flat. Several months back, I turned 22 and purchased a lovely apartment and moved out from my parents. My sister recently turned 16, so I invited her to my flat for the weekend, to go shopping, and then enjoy a delightful dinner as a gift. We were discussing the time my sister prefers to depart tomorrow because the journey to my parents' home is rather lengthy. Suddenly, we heard a cluster of individuals shouting and congregating near a rather luxurious car.

"What is happening back there?" my sister asked, wanting to go and see, but I grabbed her arm. "Let’s just go," I said while pulling her.

“JOOST CAN I HAVE AN AUTOGRAPH?!” “JOOST KLEIN PLEASE SIGN THIS!” “SMILE JOOST I’M MAKING A BEREAL!!!”

"Wait, was that Joost Klein?!" In a matter of seconds, my sister was by the car, fangirling like the rest of the group.

"Lorelei, let's just head back, I'm exhausted," I expressed, pulling on her jumper. The surroundings began to darken, and I had forgotten to bring a coat or a hoodie, assuming we'd return home early, but the chill was intensifying by the minute. I started to rub my hands together to generate some warmth. Lorelei continued to call out for the Dutch man who was sitting in his car, disregarding my words. I let out a sigh and decided to wait for her to meet Joost before we could head home. As time passed, the crowd dwindled, with many leaving, yet a few lingered. Eventually, it was Lorelei's turn, and she seized my wrist, pulling me along for moral support.

"HI JOOST, I’M SUCH A BIG FAN!" my little sister exclaimed. Joost chuckled at her excitement until his friend nudged him and pointed directly at me.

“Ey zij is echt mooi! (Ey she’s really beautiful!)” His friend grinned at me. I felt puzzled, so I returned the smile. Joost gazed at me, and we locked eyes for a moment before he looked away.

“Inderdaad. (Indeed.)” Joost said while nodding to his friend and then turning back to me.

"Feeling chilly?" the blond guy inquired, swinging open his car door and walking towards me. As he towered over me, he took a cigarette from his pocket and ignited it. He took a drag, glanced away, removed the cigarette from his lips, and exhaled the smoke. Then, he locked eyes with me, placed the cigarette back between his lips, and waited for a reply. I was at a loss for words. In the background, I caught my sister's amused chuckle, and I noticed a few onlookers capturing this moment on film.

“I’m not cold.” I say looking away. Joost didn’t hesitate to grab my hand.

"False. Your nose is pink and your hands are chilly. And I saw you rubbing your hands and attempting to heat yourself up," the blond man remarked as his strong Dutch accent was evident. He chuckled, unzipping and removing his coat, then passing it to me.

"I-I can't accept that," I stammered, motioning for him to put his jacket back on, but he remained still. My sister gently nudged me, signaling to take the jacket. I glanced at her, seeing her thumbs up, and suddenly, it felt like I was back in high school chatting with my crush and getting support from my best friend. Joost nodded for me to accept his jacket. After a moment of hesitation, I finally took it. He blew the smoke in another direction, placed the cigarette back between his lips, and helped me zip up my jacket. The scent of his expensive cologne filled my lungs. He turned to my sister with a smile clapping his hands together.

“Sooo… You wanted a picture and an autograph?”He inquired of her, and she enthusiastically nodded. He strolled back to his vehicle while his friends chuckled. He retrieved a sheet of paper and a pen, passing them to my sister.

“Can you write your sister her phone number?” He said gazing at me, giving me a wink as I averted my gaze sensing that my face would blush a light shade of pink. My sibling didn't even pause. She penned down the phone digits and aimed to pass it over but halted him.

"I want a hug too," she utters, and he chuckles.

"Let’s compromise, will you write her name and surname for a hug?" He said pointing at me, as I could hear his friends laugh, and I buried my face in my hands due to embarrassment. I could also sense the excitement among Joost's supporters who were laughing heartily.

"Of course! Her name is Y/n!" She mentioned writing something down and passing the paper and pen to him without any delay to offer her a significant, extended embrace. I caught her whispering something, and he burst into loud laughter. I simply grinned, relishing the sight of my sister's joy. Joost murmured something in return, and Lorelei stepped back and approached me. She began to quietly murmur something in my ear.

“No way-.” I said backing away and furrowing my brows.

"Please for my birthday!" She pleads, casting me those adorable puppy eyes.

"No Lorelei, that's an excessive request," I utter firmly, feeling utterly exhausted.

"Please." Joost emerged alongside my sister, giving me pleading eyes. I turned my head and exhaled deeply.

"What will you receive in exchange?" I inquire, exhaling and turning towards my sister.

"A meet and greet for an hour after his concert," she says, pleading with me and giving me those puppy eyes. I sigh and walk over to Joost, who's already lowering himself to my height. I glance at my sister, who's holding her phone out, waiting for the perfect photo opportunity. I just shake my head no, and she pouts. Looking at Joost, I notice he's smiling, his cigarette is gone. As I get a closer look, I realize he's actually really handsome. He gives me one last look and winks. I give him a light peck on his cheek, leaving a faint pink mark. The people around us go wild, especially his friends in the car. I glance at my sister, who's snapping a picture. I furrow my brows and turn back to Joost. His expression is gentle, and he's blushing, as am I.

"You smell pleasant." He chuckled, and I playfully hit his shoulder.

"Lorelei, go get the autograph and the image, and let's head back." I express, glancing at Lorelei as if nothing has happened. My sibling nodded, and a short while later, she bid her final farewell. Joost walked towards me, coming closer with outstretched arms for an embrace. I embraced him, then stepped back and started unzipping the coat Joost had given me.

"What are you up to?" He inquires as I glance up at him.

"Returning your coat. I'm warm, and it belongs to you," I mention, but he took my hand halfway and zips it back up.

"Take it, please, I insist." He casts those pleading puppy eyes once more. I exhaled in surrender, feeling weary and not in the mood for a conversation with anyone at the moment.

“Jij bent echt schattig. (You are really cute)” he said and I tilted my head to the side in confusion and he grinned. Embracing me once more and walking back into his car.

“Ik hou van jou! (I love you!)” Lorelei mentions, and Joost chuckles while glancing at the paper my sister handed him earlier.

“Ik hou van Y/n. (I love Y/n.)” He speaks, and my sister shrieks and pinched my arm while I remain confused. I simply grasp my sister's shoulder, and we depart. Glancing back one last time, I notice Joost Klein still gazing at me with a smile. He winks, offers a small wave, and raises his phone, indicating that I should check mine. I acknowledge with a nod, thumbs up, and a wave as we turn the corner..

After a few minutes of silence I heard a phone notification coming from my phone.

“Send me a message once you arrive home safely with your little sister.”

I passed my phone to my little sister so she could check the message, and she burst into screams of excitement once more. After what seemed like an eternity, we arrived at my place. Then, I heard yet another notification, this time from Instagram.

“@joostklein ✓ started following you.”

As we stepped into my apartment, the initial thing Lorelei did was play the track "Buurman Uit Berlijn" by Joost Klein and MCR-T. I strolled into my room and overheard my sister say:

"Y/n, remember to reply to Joost!" I just sighed and took my phone, sending him a brief message saying: "we got back home alright, appreciate the autograph and photo with my sister."

In less than 10 seconds, Joost replied, saying: "I have a lipstick mark on my cheek, thanks for that and the hug. You smell really good. If I were you, I'd check the jackets right pocket. I left a little surprise." With my toothbrush in my mouth, I headed to the living room, picked up the neatly folded jacket, and looked through the pockets. It was a letter that said ‘Y/n’ I opened it and inside were 2 passes for the Eurovision Song Contest… I almost chocked on my toothbrush, quickly grabbed my phone, and messaged Joost: “When did you slip those in!?” I hit send quickly and immediately got a reply: “When we embraced. Give one pass to your sister. I'll cover the flight and hotel, unless you'd like to stay with me in the same hotel room ;)” I knitted my brows in confusion. I hastily texted him: “I'm truly grateful. Goodnight.” And received a swift response: “Slaapzacht schat. (Sleep tight darling.)” I just left him on read going into sleep thinking about the kiss with Joost.

A/n- HELP THIS WAS MY FIRST STORY EVER ON TUMBLR DON’T HATE PLS 😭 HAVE A NICE DAY YA’LL 😊☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️

#JUSTICE FOR JOOST

#x fem!reader #x female reader #x you #x y/n #fluff #joostkleinxreader #justice for joost #stand with joost #joostice #joost #joost klein #compromise #cute #couple #free joost #joost klein x you

[pratchettquotes]

"I have to tell you, sir, that Lady Sybil has found out about the bacon sandwich arrangement. She said to tell you the game was up, sir."

"I am the commander around here, you know," said Vimes, with as much hauteur as he could muster on an empty stomach.

"Yes, sir. But Lady Sybil has a very quiet way of being firm, sir."

"She has, hasn't she," said Vimes as they strolled toward the building. "I'm a very lucky man, you know," he added, just in case Carrot may have got the wrong impression.

"Yes, sir. You are indeed."

Terry Pratchett, Thud!

#sam vimes #samuel vimes #sybil ramkin #carrot ironfoundersson #thud! #discworld #terry pratchett #marriage #hauteur #power #eat better #food #diet #compromise #persuasion #the bacon sandwich arrangement #very lucky man

[lorenzonuti]

Field of vision compromised.

#field #vision #compromise #error #glich #fatalerror #watergun #water #liquid #robotics #cyberpunk #retro #scifi #cyborg #android #lady #flesh #bag #battery #cables #head #netrunner #hack #illustration #drawing #digitaldrawing #digitalartwork #digitalsketch #digitalillustration

[luneariann]

#THIS TOOK AGESSS RAHHHHHHH #Anyway yeah them #dates :) #compromise #Ranpo hates Sherlock #why?? #he says it’s cuz it’s unrealistic but rly it’s cuz no one likes a mirror <3 #or smt idk #this whole thing came out of a convo w Afraid Of The Deep Sea! #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs fanart #bungou stray dogs ranpo #ranpo edogawa bsd #bsd ranpo #ranpo edogawa fanart #ranpoe fanart #bsd ranpoe #ranpoe supremacy #edgar allan poe #edgar allen poe bsd fanart #Poe bsd #poe bsd fanart #ranpoe #edgar allen poe bungou stray dogs #edgar allen poe bsd #domestic ranpoe

[sluggoonthestreet]

Ian and Charlie share an egg every morning to warm the former's head and the latter's bottom.

#street art #sidewalk chalk #sharing #friendship #compromise

[haggishlyhagging]

It is said of the Goddess Demeter after her daughter Korê (named "Persephone" after being abducted by Hades and brought to the underworld) was stolen from her, that she compromised. She had stated flatly that she would not allow the earth to bear fruit again unless her daughter was returned to her. But, according to the patriarchal myth, when Zeus decided that Persephone should live with her husband (Hades) for three months of the year and pass the other nine months with her mother, Demeter set aside her anger and bade the soil be fertile. But Persephone had tasted of the pomegranate; she was possessed by her husband, and every year when the cold season arrived she went to join him in the deep shadows. The myth expresses the essential tragedy of women after the patriarchal conquest. The male myth-makers presented an illusion of reunion between Demeter and Persephone-Korê. The compromise can be seen as forced upon Demeter, but it was fatal for her to undervalue the power of her own position and set aside her anger, just as it was fatal that she taught the kings of the earth her divine science and initiated them into her divine mysteries. The patriarchal Greek myth-makers (re-makers) constructed a typical phallocratic plot when they (through Zeus) seduced her into the apparently satisfactory—even triumphant—compromise. However, the fact that the daughter was allowed to return for a "period of time" says everything about patriarchy.

-Mary Daly, Gyn/Ecology

#Mary Daly #demeter #persephone #patriarchy #compromise

[titleknown]

I will say, I've seen some folks saying that the legal precedent for "raw" AI art being automatically in the public domain, due to that case with the monkey selfie showing that art not made by a human is auto-PD, would be the "death" of AI art

But speaking with the people who actually care about the art side of AI art, most of us see it as not only a good compromise, but even as a win-win for everyone except the megacorps.

Cause, a lot of us into the ethical side of AI art still aren't much fond of copyright, because most of us are pinko leftist-types. And, it maeks sense from a principle of reciprocity that an artform that draws from the commons (Which is what AI art actually is rather than "stealing," but that's for its own post) should in turn contribute to that commons too.

And if that so happens to let AI artists continue practicing their craft while still preventing megacorps from laying off traditional artists (because megacorps want stuff they can own outright), well, that's three birds with one stone...

#art #ai art #copyright #policy #compromise #ai artists are not your enemies #at least the ones who aren't dicks about it #public domain

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

I want to feel loved without feeling like I'm begging for it..

#selflove #knowyourworth #unconditionallove #healthyrelationships #mutualrespect #compromise #security #cherished #valued #appreciated #affection #thoughtfulness #effort #reciprocity #consideration #asequals #partnership #intimacy #communication #vulnerability #nurturing #affirmation #authenticity

[tomorrowusa]

The thinking of tankies as well as Putinistas, bothsiderists, and Tucker Carlson fans is illustrated in that meme.

Those are the sort of people who would have sought "compromise" with Hitler.

Speaking of Schicklgruber, France and Britain attempted to compromise with Germany in 1938. The result was the infamous Munich Agreement of September 30th when Czechoslovakia was forced to give up the Sudetenland to Hitler's Germany.

Hitler observed his side of the agreement for just 166 days; on 15 March 1939 German troops occupied the rest of Czechoslovakia without warning. And 11 months and 1 day after Munich, Hitler invaded Poland and World War II began.

You can never sate an imperialist dictator's appetite for more land and power. Defeat of some sort is the only way to stop Putin once and for all.

#invasion of ukraine #russia #tankies #compromise #bothsiderism #territorial dispute #vladimir putin #adolph hitler #1938 munich agreement #dictators #imperialists #россия #владимир путин #путин хуйло #путлер #добей путина #диктатура #геноцид #военные преступления #путин – это лжедмитрий iv а не пётр великий #союз постсоветских клептократических ватников #геть з україни #вторгнення оркостану в україну #будь сміливим як україна #разом – до перемоги! #слава україні! #героям слава!

[twig-gy]

I HAVE TO GET RID OF MY GODDAMN WIRE CICADA FUCK MY LIFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

#twig.txt #last post before post limit #FUCK MY LIFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE #I LOVE THAT THING THOUGH #kind of. #eeeeeeee just looking at it gives me urges #so NOT REALLY BUT I LIKE IT OKAY #:( #FUCKIN #AND I DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE GIVING IT TO ANYONE ELSE #CAUSE IT'S SO PERSONAL #i'll post it b4 i throw it away #compromise #I HATE MY LIFE WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY

[macrolit]

There are a few rules I know to be true about love and marriage: If you don't respect the other person, you're gonna have a lot of trouble. If you don't know how to compromise, you're gonna have a lot of trouble. If you can't talk openly about what goes on between you, you're gonna have a lot of trouble. And if you don't have a common set of values in life, you're gonna have a lot of trouble.

Tuesdays with Morrie, Mitch Albom

#mitch albom #tuesdays with morrie #love #marriage #values #trouble #respect #compromise #relationships #quotes #quote

[pratchettquotes]

"Well now, my dear, didn't you once say that a life without danger is a life not worth living?"

Moist patted her hand and said, "Well, Spike, I married you, didn't I?"

"You couldn't resist, could you? It's like a drug. You're not happy unless someone is trying to kill you, or you're in the center of some other kind of drama, out of which, of course, the famous Moist von Lipwig will jump to safety at the very last moment. Is it a disease? Some kind of syndrome?"

Moist put on his meek face as only husbands and puppies can do and said, "Would you like me to stop? I will if you say so."

There was silence until Adora Belle said, "You bastard, you know I can't do that. If you stopped all of that you wouldn't be Moist von Lipwig!"

Terry Pratchett, Raising Steam

#moist von lipwig #adora belle dearheart #raising steam #discworld #terry pratchett #marriage #relationships #compromise #being known #happy #adventure #danger #drama #center of attention #adrenaline junkie #habits #husbands and puppies #some kind of syndrome

[nice-bright-colors]

415 breweries in the state of Colorado. This one is a mere 20 miles away.

Yes, you’ve read that correctly…14.7% bourbon barrel aged imperial stout. Breckenridge Bourbon barrels for 12 months mind you.

This stuff is absolutely phenomenal, and at $25 a 4 pack (of 12oz cans) it better be.

#my god do I miss bourbon #I don’t miss Mr. Hyde though #compromise #bourbon barrel aged stout #best of both worlds #I know what it’s worth

[quotelr]

To sell your soul is the easiest thing in the world. That's what everybody does every hour of his life. If I asked you to keep your soul - would you understand why that's much harder?

Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

#Ayn Rand #The Fountainhead #quotelr #quotes #literature #lit #compromise #life #self #soul

[swedehole]

Promising Young Woman is just a watered down version of American Mary and I'm sick of pretending otherwise.

#american mary #promising young woman #katherine isabelle #compromise #soska sisters

[eretzyisrael]

Golda Meir on Compromise

“I guess we have no choice. Either we do everything that is possible, and may seem to others as impossible, and just give up. Or we do everything that is really impossible and we remain alive. There’s one more basic thing that I think that people outside of Israel must realize, and if they understand and accept that, maybe other things will fall into place.

For instance, we’re not the only people in the world who’ve had difficulties with neighbors; that has happened to many. We are the only country in the world whose neighbors do not say, “We are going to war because we want a certain piece of land from Israel,” or waterways or anything of that kind. We’re the only people in the world where our neighbors openly announce they just won’t have us here. And they will not give up fighting and they will not give up war as long as we remain alive. Here.

So this is the crux of the problem: it isn’t anything concrete that they want from us. That’s why it doesn’t make sense when people say, “Give up this and give up the other place. Give up the Golan Heights,” for instance. What happened when we were not on the Golan Heights? We were not on the Golan Heights before ’67, and for 19 years, Syria had guns up there and shot at our agricultural settlements below. We were not on the Golan Heights! So what, if we give up the Golan Heights, they will stop shooting? We were not in the Suez Canal when the war started.

It’s because Egypt and Syria and the other Arab countries refuse to acquiesce to our existence. Therefore there can be no compromise. They say we must be dead. And we say we want to be alive. Between life and death, I don’t know of a compromise. And that’s why we have no choice.”

#golda meir #compromise