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petri808 · 15 days
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Kääryle 💚
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Look at me, look at me, look at me Tell me that you don't like what you see
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nekokvmaa · 2 days
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Quick drawing I did of Bambiethug cuz I was bored and they’re really cool
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diathadevil · 1 year
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I saw a video of them hanging out and I desperately needed to doodle these guys. 😭💖
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I wanted to share this with you all.
After the final i was very sad because i couldn't understand how they got only a few points while they recived so much Love on all platforms.
This numbers explain a lot for me and made me a little bit happy. lotl was not last in the public vote they only missed toi oftend the 11th place after which they actually recived Points.
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Bambie Thug by Becca Geden
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yrsonpurpose · 1 year
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my sleep paralysis demons
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lisbeth-kk · 1 year
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May 14 prompt: time (thanks for the tag @notjustamumj @meetinginsamarra @raina-at
The day we met
Sherlock’s undercover. In Liverpool of all places. Greg’s mentioned something about a football team being the city’s pride and joy. Sherlock’s deleted the rest of that information. Not relevant. What is relevant is the fact that Sherlock’s going to perform on live television. In front of the whole world. Apparently Ukraine won last year’s competition, but due to the war, and the UK coming second, Liverpool is hosting the Eurovision this year. Sherlock’s not totally oblivious, but he’s got no interest in the competition per se. The reason he’s present is that a threat’s been made, and Mrs. Hudson’s asked for Sherlock’s help finding the culprit. Normally he wouldn’t considered this sort of case, but Mrs. Hudson’s niece is the one who’s been threatened and she’s also one of the dancers in the show. Her fiancé is the one who’s narrowed down the number of suspects for some reason. Sherlock almost had an aneurism from mere boredom while Mrs. Hudson told him about the whole charade.
“The things I do for you, Hudders,” Sherlock had said before he kissed her cheek and headed out of Baker Street.
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So, here he is, all dressed up in a leather outfit in black and purple. According to Alice, the niece, it should’ve been black and red, but as Sherlock’s the only male dancer in this dance number, he went for colours more suited for his skin tone. Mrs. Hudson’s clearly warned Alice about him, because she just shrugs when he explains himself.
A short man with gold and silvery hair approaches them, a clipboard in his hand and an earpiece in his left ear.
“That’s John,” Alice whispers. “He’s the stage manager. You don’t want to mess with him.”
Sherlock gives this John a onceover and smirks. Ex-military most certainly. Sherlock licks his lips in anticipation. Maybe this case won’t be as bad as he feared.
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As John approaches Alice and this new fellow, he can’t help but cast an appreciative look at the newcomer. He’s tall and slender, pale, flawless skin, the most striking face John’s seen in a while and raven curls, meticulously styled. All of him radiates his posh upbringing. Public school, rich parents, arrogant, spoiled. All the things John despises, but if he does his job properly, John can at least enjoy the look of him while this last. There are ten days until the final, and John decides to make the best of it.
“Afghanistan or Iraq?” are the words greeting John.
Normally John’s not one to get startled, but the question, not to mention the voice asking, leaves him amazed.
“Sorry, no time for pleasantries today, I’m afraid,” John says brusquely. “I’m John Watson, stage manager. You are?”
“Sherlock Holmes,” the man says with a knowing look.
Of course he would have a posh and exquisite name as well.
John feels his face blush. He hasn’t done that since high school.
“Right. Welcome, Sherlock. You’re familiar with this dance?” John inquires as professionally as he can manage.
“Obviously,” Sherlock says and rolls his eyes. “Shall we begin the rehearsal anytime this month?
John rolls his eyes and summons the dancers. They go through the dance a few times. Sherlock’s an excellent dancer and falls into step with the others in record time. His lithe body moving around the stage in the sensual manner the dance requires, makes John’s mouth salivate considerably. 
“Alright. One last time, then you can all take a few hours break and some lunch,” John states.
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While the other dancers have lunch, Sherlock changes out of his costume and sends a text to Alice’s fiancé, Richard. They meet in Richard’s office, and Sherlock’s shown the little evidence Richard’s got. There are three messages. All of them spelled with cut out letters from The Times.
“How do you know it’s The Times?” Richard asks astounded.
“Please,” Sherlock drawls and rolls his eyes, but doesn’t elaborate.
Richard doesn’t pursue the matter. Mrs Hudson’s done her job at least. She knows he hates pestering and nagging when he states the obvious. The obvious to him, that is.
“Any suspects?” Sherlock asks, not too hopeful.
Richard surprises him. He’s actually quite astute.
“Eleanor, Cindy or Taylor,” he states with confidence.
Sherlock looks attentively at him.
“Eleanor is jealous of Alice getting the job. She was certain she’d get it, but she’s not half as good a dancer as my Alice,” Richard says affectionately.
“Alright. What about the others?” Sherlock prompts impatiently .
“Well, Cindy’s just a bitch on a regular basis, so that’s why I mentioned her. Not lightly her, but you said to be thorough when you texted me earlier.”
“Quite so,” Sherlock agrees.
“Then there’s Taylor. She…um…how shall I put it? She thinks of herself…well at a level above the rest of us. Her name isn’t actually Taylor at all, but she doesn’t respond when she’s called by her birth name, which is Anna, by the way. You see, she’s auditioned for Taylor Swift. It’s a few years back now, but after that, she started calling herself Taylor, and she’s totally weird. Doesn’t have to mean anything, of course.”
Richard trails off when he sees Sherlock’s blank face.
“You know who Taylor Swift is, yes?” he asks cautiously.
“Why would I? Is she, I assume it’s a she, relevant to this case?” Sherlock asks curiously.
“Er…no…I guess not,” Richard stutters.
“Well, then. Where can I find this Eleanor?”
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“You’ve lost your mind, Watson,” John mutters to himself.
After five days of rehearsal, the show’s looking promising, but John’s predicament is of a more personal matter. He’s totally besotted with Sherlock Holmes, and that’s a bit not good. John’s never been one to hide his feelings very well, and Sherlock seems to notice every tiny glance John cast Sherlock’s way. Not that Sherlock’s been dismissive, the opposite, rather. But it’s highly unprofessional, and John’s a man of principles, so there’s that.
“John,” a familiar baritone purrs in his ear.
“Jesus, Sherlock!” John exclaims.
John had been lost in thought and hadn’t been watching where he was going. He had stopped right outside the women’s dressing room and out of nowhere, Sherlock emerged. Not entirely true. He’d actually come out of said room.
“What have you been doing in there?” John asks suspiciously.
“Investigating,” Sherlock mutters while texting rapidly on his phone.
“Invest…”
“Don’t make me repeat myself, John,” Sherlock snaps.
He looks at John with narrowed eyes.
“I’ll explain it to you over dinner, if you’re so inclined. You’re dying to know what I’m up to, and you can finally answer my question from the day we met. Meet me at the entrance at seven.”
And with that Sherlock’s gone, leaving John speechless.
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Waiting for the time to pass, was agony, and John obviously knew time didn’t go slower than normal just because he was eagerly anticipating what might occur during dinner with Sherlock. Nevertheless, time seemed to have stopped momentarily. When he turned up at the entrance, he had to wait another ten minutes before Sherlock showed.
“Shall we?” Sherlock said without apologising for being late.
He was texting at his phone again, in an unfathomable speed. Just as John was about to ask if his company was warranted at all, Sherlock pocketed his phone and stopped outside an Italian restaurant.
“After you, John,” Sherlock said and held the door open for John to enter first. 
It smelled delicious of Italian cuisine and the interior was cosy and not as posh as John had anticipated. They were shown to a secluded table with a chequered table cloth, large wine glasses, and a lit candle. They ordered wine and pasta, and Sherlock asked his question again.
“Afghanistan or Iraq?”
Instead of answering, John asked a question of his own.
“How did you know?”
Sherlock’s rapid deduction made John gape. Before he could praise the precise analysis, their waiter brought the wine and shortly after the pasta. John was famished, so he decided to eat first and ask further questions later.
Sherlock wasn’t much of an eater, so between his nibbling on the garlic bread and rigatoni, he told John about why he’d been inside the women’s dressing room.
“So, if you solve the case before the final, you’ll be heading back to London?” John asks with a sinking feeling in his stomach.
“Normally yes. The other dancers aren’t dependent on me. However, I have other interests than the case,” Sherlock says.
Suddenly he looks shy, something John didn’t think Sherlock was even capable of. The wine makes John relax and he feels a bit bold, so he reaches over the table for Sherlock’s hand. While stroking Sherlock’s knuckles with his thumb, his eyes meet Sherlock’s and the look in those cerulean eyes, makes John shiver.
“Care to elaborate?” John asks hoarsely.
“Mm, after dessert,” Sherlock answers. 
Decided to pay a little homage to Eurovision from last night, but I've been struggling all day with this after 4 hours of sleep, so go easy on me...
@totallysilvergirl @calaisreno @missdeliadili @topsyturvy-turtely
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karisworldofwords · 1 year
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Because I can't keep quiet anymore, I'm just gonna tell what I have planned.
A domestic AU in which they all work everyday jobs or go to school in Hamburg. The main characters will be Jere, Bojan and Chris - especially Chris though. Some things I got planned already in terms of who works as what:
Chris - He's a music label owner coming from and living in Hamburg who specializes in bands and solo artists in the Rock, Metal and Alternative genre. Chris is very laid back, enjoys having a coffee on his balcony during the weekends whenever the weather is warm and sunny and occasionally writes and produces some songs himself.
Jere - He works as a tattooist and owns his own shop called "Sunrise parlor". The shop's motto is "It's crazy, it's party" which fits well with how Jere lives his life. People normally call him by his Finnish tattoo artist name Käärijä, his trademark is the Rammstein tattoo on the left side of his chest that he likes to show others as much as he can - he's very proud of it.
Bojan - He's a Slovenian barista working in the café Ljubljana. A bright and always smiling guy who's one of the four owners of the café he works in. His work days are usually Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday from 6 AM to 2 PM. Sometimes, he manages the café's bar in the evenings, but that almost only happens on Sundays.
Fatima - A well-known sommelier from Canada who's always on the lookout for the best wine and thus travels around the world a lot. Very fashionable and doesn't allow anyone to tell her what to do. Her commonly used name outside of home is La Zarra.
Marco - He's an Italian voice actor who usually synchronizes children's cartoon characters. Very kind and loving, and cares a lot about his friends and family. He sometimes babysits for a friend whenever he has the time - he doesn't mind doing it either, since he knows he's good with kids, and kids love him simply for existing.
Pavel - A therapist from Moldova who decided to go to Germany to see more of the world - what he also left in Moldova was his birth name Pavel, as he now normally goes by Pasha. He's a bit of a hippie and loves traveling more than anything, preferably to a new place every time he travels. His office hours are 8 AM to 4 PM Monday to Thursday with the exception of Friday, the only day that he works until 1 PM.
Alessandra - She's a college student majoring in music who frequently travels between her campus home and her actual home in Norway. It's easy to excite her and she loves adventures more than anything. Often times, she's seen singing to herself while doing school work.
Luka - An actor from Serbia who does modeling on the side. Because his non-Serbian manager often had trouble pronouncing his surname, Luka quickly adopted the name Luke Black and now goes by this name most of the time. Only his closest friends and family now call him Luka. Due to his perpetual baby face, he still has to give out his ID often enough that it's become almost embarrassing to him, but nobody knows that. He's a little mysterious and very focused on his work but still great at always being there for his loved ones, no matter what.
Remo - Another music major who shares some classes with Alessandra. He loves working with kids and singing to them the most, knowing it makes them smile which always makes him just as happy. Whenever he has a break from school that's long enough, he fetches himself a train ticket from Germany to Switzerland and goes straight back home to his family, staying there for as long as he can every time.
Maria - She's a dance teacher from Portugal who wanted to bring some Iberoromanic passion into "the dreary Hamburg only zombies can half-assedly enjoy", so she mainly focuses on dances such as salsa, tango and sometimes samba, with Alessandra and Remo being two of her students. Her bright attitude and dazzling smile are often times so infective, even the grumpiest grandpas can't help but smile at the sight of her. Her students lovingly call her Miss Mimicat.
Teodora (Teya) and Selina-Maria (Salena) - These two run a podcast together - after having been competitors for a good while - about all kinds of things they usually talk about called "The Teya & Salena Chronicles". They're especially popular in their home country Austria though their popularity amongst especially German and Swiss people has risen drastically as of late. The two love snickering about inside jokes to each other here or there and often crack jokes whenever things are too boring for their liking.
I think twelve characters should be enough for now, lol. I'll post a small teaser soon, if my upcoming finals don't kill me first, that is.
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jaarijani · 12 days
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Is it weird that I still want to watch Eurovision tonight? It's only to see how everyone handles Joost being disqualified, Israel in general and the whole voting section (and for Norway, Croatia and Estonia, I love their entries).
Trust me, I understand why people will boycott it (and rightfully so), yet I still want to see how it all will go down (I won't vote, never have anyway).
It's not weird, it's like this giant blazing dumpsterfire: hard to look away.
For me it was very hard to decide to boycott because Eurovision has been such an important staple event for me for years, and this year for the first (and last) time ever I've been following every Eurovision development very closely from the very beginning. But watching the first semi filled me with so much guilt and shame, and watching the second wasn't enjoyable at all for me. So I finally decided not to watch the final, to boycott for real.
AND THEN the whole Joost ship came crashing down. And now I'm so very glad I don't have to watch this shit show anymore.
I understand wanting to watch the drama unfold and wanting to see how your faves do in the final, but I can assure you that it will not be a fair competition, and after the loss of so many viewers who have left because of Joost the results are very highly stacked in Israels favor. If you can I do want to urge you not to watch the final, don't give these people your money, and definitely do not vote.
You can read about all the drama later and I know of at least one person who will be streaming the final illegally tomorrow so you could watch that if you truly want to see. I can't stop you, but at this point it's just not worth it to watch.
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Joel just doing shit with his hands
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lexiklecksi · 20 days
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My top 3 picks for ESC 2024
Dear non-watchers of ESC scroll past, I gotta take a moment to celebrate the ESC on main, so here are my 3 top picks after watching some music videos. I added my unfiltered unhinged thoughts below the music videos.
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They blended traditional choir singing with modern hip-hop and folk vocals. The song unfolds in layers, at times it feels like it should be sung in a church. But then the rap vocals bring it into our time. There's a deep sense of longing and cultural history reverberating through the sounds and deep vocals. It is astounding how the brought this song to life, the musical genre mix shouldn't work as well as it does. Ah, I really wish for peace in Ukraine.
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I love everything about this! The dance moves, the positive vibes, the catchy tunes and of course the singing and the lyrics! Seems like Vesna started a trend with extra-long braids for ESC performances, and Italy, Luxembourg and Ukraine continue that trend. Tali and Angelina look so similar with the braids, at first I thought they were the same person XD Italian is a beautiful language, and I'm tempted to learn it. But it's only spoken in Italy, and I can already order food in Italian, so that's sufficient.
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What a phenomenal, energetic song! I will try to learn the Greek lyrics by heart. I love Athens, such a beautiful city! I visited my godmother there three times and we took trips to see the Akropolis, some temples, the Oracle of Delphi etc. Also I love the irony of the music video making fun of tourists that only see one side of Greece. The stereotypical side is Ancient Greece's history, traditional music and food. Truly, Athens is a vibrant city with an enticing urban culture. I took so many photos of street art and graffiti in Athens. I think it's supposed to be a German tourist, which made me laugh as a German tourist. Then again, my mum is from Cyprus so I grew up bilingual with Greek culture.
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