Ineffable (adjective) too great or extreme to be expressed or described in words// #1 in joostklein 27.09.2024 #1 in thenetherlands 10.10.2024 #2 in drive 15.10.2024 --- Note that everything in this story is fictional. Any event that is similar to actual happenings has been fictionalised for the plot. Do not take anything from this story as real or as real representations of actual people. Another Joost Klein fanfic because why not?

Screaming, disturbing, fuming, fucking. All the frustrations are being brought back to the surface by an old enemy who Elenor Roosvelt had cut ties with back in high school. That all came through as Eleanor gets out of the hospital after months and returns to her old job as Ski Aggu's manager. The complicated relationship from Joost and Eleanor's teenage years are brought right back where they left it off as she can't escape the man since she lives one bunk away from him in a tight tour bus. Will the hate turn into love, or will truth finally come out?

The moshpit is the place to be. The place to silence all of your thoughts. The place to numb all of your feelings. The place to fall in love with a guy you never thought you would see again. The Danish representative at Eurovision, Callista Raven, had a rough life. Switching from foster home to foster home her whole childhood, living on the streets of Berlin and so on. Her and Joost almost hit it off from the start but what he doesn't know is that she was the girl in the moshpit.

"𝐅𝐲𝐧𝐧, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭..." To go to one of his concerts was my biggest dream ever. I stumbled upon him like two years ago and since I was obsessed. I was obsessed with 𝐉𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐊𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐧. And now I was on my knees before him, in a hotel room, not sure how I even got here. _________ This is a gay (boyxboy) FF bc there are none at this point.

"𝙞 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤, 𝙞 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪" Joost Klein x (female) Reader After trying times, Y/N finds herself living in Berlin. Despite having left her music label and becoming roommates with Teun, a dutch Music producer, she still feels controlled by the grief and hurt of her past. Things take a turn when she meets Joost Klein. Will a new found love help her to finally heal, or will old wounds be opened up once more? - If you like overly dramatic fan-fiction, this story is for you. - Content warning: There will be a considerable amount of angst involved in this story. There will be mentions of depression, SA, loss of family members and grief. Read at your own discretion. Please don't be afraid to reach out for help if you're struggling with mental health, you are loved and you are cared for.

"It might have seen like a movie, but itʼs not a fictional character, itʼs fucking 𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘒𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘯. And we did this, in the corner of nowhere, he just struck up his lips upon mine and then he sung an 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 serenade." ** He was my kindergarten friend. We used to hang up everyday and play games. Life was great. However, since the death of his parents weʼve got separated ways... heʼs got a singing career and Iʼm a daydreaming booktok nerd. I havenʼt been up to him for a few years, but after Iʼve heard that heʼs became FAMOUS and that heʼs been to Eurovision, I canʼt just ignore this, right? If I think about it further, heʼs...cute. *** Inspired by "Pulse". This is a Joost Klein fanfiction so no real situations are involved (excluding Joostʼs backstory or that heʼs gone popular now). This is my first fanfiction, so expect to see grammar mistakes as English isnʼt my main language.