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hailthedoll · 3 days ago

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random joey<33

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jon-ddavis · 4 months ago

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whose kid is this??

#jd korn #jon davis #jon ddavis #jonathan davis korn #korn roleplay #korn rp #korn #slipknot #joey jordison #murder dolls #80s #90s #roleplay #2000s #nu metal #metal

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poxyran · 1 year ago

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#i love this pic so much #joey jordison #slipknot #❤#murder dolls #numetal

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bl00dycraniumm · 4 months ago

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JOEY JORDISON

drum lessons, gn reader (🍒)

☆ 𝐀/𝐍; HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO @50-shades-of-looser, if this didnt go how you wanted it to, dm me again and i’ll fix it! just for a sidenote…i dont play drums so sorry if you do and its a little confusing! this is lowkey shit im sorry :P.

☆ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; none.

ミ★ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭; For the request can it be like I come home from college half day or from whatever I was doing in the day and I get a message from Joey saying Litrally anything and if you want you can take it from there? Idm

i finished up all of my work for today, earning a college half day. i was ready to call it a day, going back to my dorm and relaxing for the rest of the day. i get changed and climb into my bed, before hearing my phone ding from across the room. i let out an annoyed groan, going back towards my desk to grab my phone, but i smile when i see it’s from joey.

are u busy?

he didn’t ask yet, but i knew what it would revolve around.

you; kinda

j; doin what?

you; laying down

j; get ur lazy ass over here to the studio, layin down aint doin nothing

i laugh at his message, before changing. it was starting to get chillier as it transitioned to fall, so jeans and a sweater were good. after getting ready, i messaged back.

you: alright, alright, ill be there soon

i get there soon enough, squeezing past sid and corey, who were arguing about something. mick and clown were doing their own stuff. i pull a chair out, sitting next to joeys drum set. he gave me a small smile, "hey, babe."

"hey, what did you need?"

"these stupid fucks have been fighting all day. clowns annoyed by them, mick is...i don't know, but i need someone to listen to this." he explained, pushing the paper of notes into my hands before picking his drumsticks up. "yeah...yeah, i can do that."

i didn't really like giving my opinions to him. one, i wasn't a drummer. two, i dont want a song to sound poorly because of my advice...but i did it, even if i didn't know what i was talking about. joey didn't take 'i don't know' for an answer.

joey played the part he wanted me to listen to. it honestly didn't sound horrible...but there's things that could be changed. "..so, how was it?" he asked, brushing a strand of his hair back behind his ear. "it's good, i like it."

i don't know what gave it away, but his eyes narrowed, "you're lying."

"just tell joey, it's ass and he needs to fix it." sid said from his seat. i guess his and corey's argument finally died down. "hey, i wasn't asking you." joey muttered, “go back to doing your dumb shit.”

“so…be real, what can i do to fix it?” joey asked.

i looked over the note page, before turning the page to him and showing him a section, “can you play that part for me again?” so, he played the part again.

“try changing these notes…to maybe something faster, y’know?” i explained and his eyes trailed over the page before taking the paper and changing them. “alright, listen to this one…” he played the changed notes and i listened.

“yeah, that sounds much much better.” he nods, reading the notes over again, probably trying to memorize it, “my savior.” he says humorously.

“i know, what would you do without me?”

he laughs, “oh, really?”

“mhm.” i nod, smiling. “well, get over here, then. show me how its done.” he says smugly, getting up and gesturing towards his drum set. “oh..i can’t..” i say before he cuts me off. “come on, you can at least try.” he grabs me by the shoulders and makes me sit down, handing me his drum sticks.

“this is stupid…” i mumble as i take the sticks. “stupid? you were the one boasting, so lets see it, drummer.” joey raises his hands, putting air quotations on the last word. i sigh, looking at the paper. god, i didn’t even know where to start. joey laughs, “come on, darling, you’ve gotta try.”

“i’m trying.” i roll my eyes. i wasn’t. i didn’t even know how to try the notes. “okay…here, like this.” he scoots his chair closer to mine, leaning over so his hands grab my wrist.

“start off on this side.” he murmurs, showing me a drum thats more on my left side. i follow along with him.

“alright…then you fade more onto this side..” he says, motioning his head to the right a bit. “and then you just go all out…but on the right terms, you know?”

“i know what you mean..but i can’t play that fast.”

he shrugs, “yeah, so? we all start somewhere. just play slow.” i play slow…very slow. each time i move my hand, joey has to show me which drum or symbol to play. by the end of the song, i still hadn’t really learned anything.

joey looked over at the clock, patting my thigh. “alright, drummer, you’ve had a pretty hard set,” he teases, “you’re gonna need your rest.”

“hey, i tried.” i say, getting up with him. “yeah, yeah…wanna stay at mine?” he asks. i glance at corey and sid, who weren’t arguing as much anymore…but still the occasinal insult. “not really…wanna stay at mine tonight?”

“yeah…yours sounds better.” he chuckles as he also looks in the two’s direction.