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robotslenderman · 2 years

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Catching up on Eurovision. Watching semi finals 1:

Albania: Dancing is cool, eye candy is even better. Didn't think much of the song itself but it was growing on me towards the end and the special effects were awesome. Points are mostly for the choreography and technical stuff. 6/10

Latvia: I am getting secondhand embarrassment just acknowledging that this song exists. It would be a 1/10 but the execution was pretty good even if the song was awful. The words "tickle that peach" are forever burned into my brain. 3/10.

ETA: I told my mother to watch Latvia but not while sober. She ignored my warnings. She lasted five seconds.

Lithuania: Love this lady's aesthetic. Very sparkly, very sexy. Very beautiful, very powerful. It's also nice to hear a song that's purely in the country's native language and not English. I probably would've given Latvia a much higher score if I didn't have to comprehend the words "tickle that peach." Nice enough song, sparklies are cool, but ultimately not that interesting to actually watch. 5/10

Switzerland: The shadow stuff is pretty cool. Sad he's singing in English. Cool aesthetic. Actually I quite like this song, it makes me sad and I want to give him a hug. 8/10

Slovenia: Nice balls dude. Okay there's just one but I wanted to make that joke. Another cool aesthetic. And another song that's not in English, yay! The camera needs to stop zooming in and out though, it's making me feel nauseous and it's undermining the act. Does the band have any input on what the fuck the cameraperson does? Oh god seriously I am starting to feel seasick. Ultimately: it was a decent song but points docked because of that nauseating cinematography. Points added for not being in English. 4/10

Ukraine: oh this is gonna fuck me up isn't it? dang those colours are amazing -- okay. okay. this is not what I expected from Ukraine. Native language (yay!), costumes are actually kinda cool. Did not like this song at all at first but it's growing on me, I like the woodwind and it's actually very catchy. They're having a party and honestly they deserve one. I liked the song by the end, so 7/10.

Ad break. Lithuania lipsyncing behind the hosts after the break, lmao. Go lady, you rock that Vulcan haircut.

Bulgaria: Ever hear an opening and you're like "oh yeah, I'm gonna love this"? Yeah this is great. Immediate sad noises when I hear English. Love it when the coral thingy goes orange, great colour and OOOH BURNING!!! 8/10

Netherlands: Another "I'm going to like this" opening. Another neat aesthetic, and yay again for no English. Anyone who has a problem with singers singing in their own language can fuck right off. Her outfit is... interesting... now that I'm looking more closely. Is that a blazer with a croptop and sweatpants and sandshoes? Love the emotion of this song as well. I think Netherlands will join Bulgaria and Switzerland as a song I might actually get after this. 8/10

Moldova: Pure. Chaotic. Energy. Wasn't sure if this was going to be another Latvia or not but this is AMAZING. 9/10

Portugal: Another "I'm going to like this" opening. Sad because English again. But this song is beautiful, both to watch and to hear. It's giving me Feelings. Lots of head shaking. Also there's some Portuguese too! 9/10

Another break. Did they just imply that the hosts fucked or is my mind in the gutter

Croatia: More English :( Random dude on the stage to look broody. Dancing's not bad tho. Is... is she wearing combat boots with a formal dress? Overall a song that's not bad, not great either. Oh good, it's not ALL English. 6/10

Denmark: Cool to have a classic "singer at the piano". English again >:C Also I want to hand her a towel for her hair, but I love the colouring and her top and necklace. God DAMN that drummer's hot and she's having a GREAT time. Each member of this band has such a distinct personality, I love that. 7/10

Ad break? Was that host wearing turquoise earlier? Anyway he's talking about diversity but I stg most of the performers are white so I don't even know. At least the dude in black has his clothes straight now.

Austria: Cool hair lady. English again. Sigh. But dang I like the rhythm. The circle thing is cool. Actually damn this is a BOP. Chairdancer. 7/10

Iceland: Yay, Icelandic! Sounds nice, but not much to say. 6/10.

Greece: *Sighs in English.* Cinematography is interesting, but in a way that's markedly better than Slovenia. Is... is that live autotune underneath her vocals? It's a nice song though. It gives me Feelings. Another nice aesthetic. 7/10

Norway: I think this is one of the ones that made it through? In any ca -- oh my god what the fuck are those. What the FUCK are those??? Is this the -- oh god this is where the banana thing comes from. Banana Daft Punk. Oh my god. Oh my god. The song hasn't even started and I can't even.... I have no idea what to score this.

Armenia: So this is where the Taylor Swift part of this post comes from. Also. More fucking English. I am surprised that post doesn't have a sticky note in it, though, because that's a LOT of post-its. Ultimately not bad, not good. 5/10

#Eurovision #Dusty talks #I still don't know what to score Norway but I'm glad it exists

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ecoamerica · 22 days

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howdoesagrapewrites · 3 years

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𝗠𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝗶𝘅 𝘁𝗶𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗸 𝗵𝗰𝘀

Headcanons for the Arcana main six, inspired by interactions with @emerald-apprentice and the other anons <3

Warnings: swearing, very slightly implied nsfw

✨𝗔𝘀𝗿𝗮 𝗔𝗹𝗻𝗮𝘇𝗮𝗿

>He started an account for the shop, which evolved to a personal account, which evolved to a Faust content account, and after some time he's just "Faust's human, that is fine af"

>Monarch of the transitions, like, how??

>Does all the couple's trends he can with you (if you're comfortable ofc)

>Lucio's number one hater, it's amazing how creative he can get with the roasting.

>Absolutely does those "Pov you come out to your favourite pibling", videos he's so touched when queer babies say they feel safe with him. :((

>This tease will flirt in the comments just to see you assert dominance

✨ 𝗡𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗮 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘃𝗮

>Royalcore, elegant stuff

>Duets Lucio once in a while just to see him lose his temper in the next videos

>I don't think she lipsyncs but she likes looking at the camera, wink, and smile with classical music as sound.

>She's the official camerawoman for the m6's shenanigans.

>Her comment section is fulled with the "sorry, mommy? sorry, mommy? sorry, mommy? sorry, mommy?", "If you want a dog i can bark" type of stuff.

>Does hot royalcore besties shit with Asra.

✨ 𝗝𝘂𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗸

>He's so cursed.

>Begs to everyone to keep his phone away from him while he's drunk. No one does.

>The audios he makes being wasted af become trending in queer mentally ill tiktok

>One of the most popular are: "being single means i'm stuck with the hottest person i know, myself but it also means i got stuck with this depressed whore." "So i was thinking i must be a superhuman, MC just railed the shit outta me and all i ate today was a gatorade, oreos, and two cheetos i found under my bed." J: You can't send me to jail just for being this hot. P: Julian, you just tried to rob a Seven eleven.

>Half of his videos are thirst traps the other half are the most cursed weird shit you have ever seen.

>He lipsyncs musical theather songs, i don't make the rules.

-Knows how to do the little lad dance.

✨ 𝗣𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗮 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗸

>Cottagecore wlw queen

>Has so many videos of you on her account. And it's not even aesthetic stuff, some of them are just MC looks so adorable while they talk to Pepi"

>Shares recipes of flower tea <3

>Only likes Julian showing up in her account if it's to make fun of him

>Her account it's so pretty and organized, but you can find her being chaotic in Asra's, and Julian's account

>Duets homophobes to make fun of them

✨ 𝗠𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗞𝗼𝗸𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗶

>Made an account just to watch, not to post

>If he ever posts something, it's not his face or body, just his hands. He posts about the cute things he founds on the forest

>Appeared on Asra's account once and all the thirsting got him flustered for a month

>You'll have to use all your persuading skills of you want him to appear on your account

>Doesn't like the pranks that involve you ignoring him, well, he doesn't like pranks at all, but he hates those ones strongly

>Blocked Lucio but he gets banned so often it's impossible to keep him out of his fy page

✨ 𝗟𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗼 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗻

>Bitch.

>Posts storytimes of stuff that never happened, and gets angry when the m6 duet him to call him out

>Tries to argue with Asra, he loses

> He's good at lipsync tho

>Got stuck on straight tiktok and no one helps him to get out :(

>Bullies 12 year olds

#julian devorak #julian x mc #the arcana #the arcana x mc #the arcana main 6 #asra alzanar #asra the magician #asra the arcana #asra x reader #countess nadia #nadia satrivana #nadia the arcana #the arcana nadia #the arcana lucio #lucio morgasson

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kittykollision · 3 years

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My Bad Batch OC's vibes (so far...)

In a similar fashion to Sabine, she constantly changes her hair to the point no one (except maybe Tech) remembers what color her hair was to begin with

'Uhh Jedi? Oh you mean those space wizard guys? '

Her mum is a superb data analyst for the Republic, probably one of the best and brightest in the galaxy, but somehow she inherited her dad's chaotic dumbass genes instead

REALLY INTO MUSIC like she has a million songs on her main playlist and has made one for every Bad Batcher. She plays her music so loud in the cockpit but everyone is used to it at this point

If you're lucky, you might catch her lipsyncing and dancing in cockpit when she thinks no one is watching

As a trained pilot, just like her dad, she does think spinning is a good trick - do a barrel roll !

Would steal try to steal Tech's goggles, Hunter's bandana or Lula for a single cornchip (and for shits and gigs of course)

Such a shitty shot that both Hunter and Crosshair have given up on teaching her

She should really stop daring Wrecker to do dumb shit but its so funny...

-Omega finds herself in trouble yet again- , OC: [MUM MODE ACTIVATED]

Likes to think of the Havoc Marauder as her ship / baby / work of art when Tech doesn't fuck with it

Everyone seems to think she has medical training but she hasn't got a goddamn clue what she's doing

Flying the ship on the other hand, -chef's kiss- , it would make Anakin Skywalker proud

#i have no clue if i'll ever do anything with this #but the need for fanfiction is strong #oc #the bad batch #bad batch #star wars #tech bad batch #hunter bad batch #wrecker bad batch #crosshair bad batch #echo bad batch #omega bad batch #fanfiction #bad batch x oc #idfk

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bravenot · 4 years

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types of tiktoks the m9 would make. I value your additions and constructive criticism.

beau: tells funny stories that happened to her with that autotune voice filter, workout/thirst videos, parkour with nott

molly: also thirst videos, mock tarot card readings where he acts all serious then pulls a card that just says ‘bitch’

yasha: bone harp music, self defence tutorials, staged skits with her friends, depression shitposting

fjord: very serious chill aesthetic nature videos, accent challenges, only shows half of his face in any one video

jester: the classic; lipsyncing, sped-up dances, cosplay, magic tricks, interspersed with the MOST chaotic evil prank videos with a shot at the end showing the carnage that no one suspects her of. goes viral with a tiktok titled ‘stop saying i’m in a cult’

nott: 4-part rants, 'mom life’ videos, quick-cut makeup tutorials, pranks with jester, one where she’s stuck at the top of a tree with a crossbow and refusing to get down, you never know what’s coming next

caleb: frumpkin doing cute things, depression shitposting

caduceus: talking to animals TALKING TO RANDOM ANIMALS

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artificialqueens · 5 years

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[hey baby] i think i wanna marry you (Kasia) - PinkGrapefruit

A/N - I am here, I am queer, I have written Kam/Asia for this fic challenge! I used the trope ‘A and B are best friends who are secretly in love with each other and neither knows’ along with a healthy does of drunk marriage and it being on tour. Ot was lowkey inspired by this instagram. Thanks to frey for being one of my favourite tumblr humans (and also less importantly beta-ing this mess, it was chaotic.) There will be more whether you like it or not, Enjoy!

He wakes up with a pounding head and a heavy heart. He can feel the sweat on his back as the person pressed to his front shifts a little, erection pressing against his own. If he opens his eyes he might vomit, he muses to himself.

Kameron does this all the time. He’s a little proud of who he becomes when he drinks Tequila- happier, brighter, more forthcoming. What he’s not used to though, is when the man is still there by the next morning. From the vague smell of pancakes wafting through the crack under the hotel door, he deduces it’s probably around breakfast and he figures this is the best time to quietly kick someone out of the room (he assumes it’s his room with a great deal of hope, because there is no way in hell he could leave quietly). He brings the hand not sandwiched under the other person up to his face and rubs it hard, tries to tell if there’s any makeup left caked on there and is grateful to feel that it’s clear. Leaving the hand, he gently holds his head as he attempts to open his eyes. He closes them immediately under the assault of bright light.

If he is correct (and god knows he’s seen him asleep enough to think he is), the person curled into his side like a koala is no one other than Asia O'Hara.

He’s not angry, maybe just a little stressed, as he tries to slowly pull out his arm from underneath the sleeping man. Admittedly, it’s an adorable sight as he snuggles closer to Kameron in his sleep, a hazy smile gracing his lips. The taller man smiles to himself, a quiet, subtle smile. Once he’s released his arm from the numb hell of being a pillow, he makes to sit up, gently sliding in a way that removes Asia’s head from his bare chest. He stretches the arm lazily and he sees something glint in the early morning sun. He closes his eyes again, hopes it’s a mirage - a mind-forged hope for the future. Unfortunately, when he opens his eyes for the fourth time, it’s still there. He panics.

The steel feels hot on his finger, burning like a long forgotten sin or something like that. He removes it quickly but the mark remains - etched into his soft skin like an omen

Then Asia wakes up.

Eureka is just being Eureka and that’s fair enough, but when Asia calls him out for acting like he’s the ‘Kam whisperer’, there’s a flood of relief that flows through him like never before. He’s a ball of nervous energy at this point, let’s be honest - all of them are - and being in the top four means so much, but he can’t help to stare at Asia instead of actually writing the rap.

It’s not a problem (but then again, they didn’t think Vanjie’s outfit would be one, and yet here they are).

So he stares and over the course of the day (and the entirety of filming) he realises he might have a small (read massive) crush on Asia O'Hara. But it’s okay, not a problem. He hopes they’ll never have to lipsync against each other and moves on. Not a problem.

Asia wakes up and the reality of the matter hits Kameron in the face. It’s like a cargo train, heavy and loud, and suddenly he can’t tell if it’s the hangover or the anxiety that makes him want to throw up. It might be both but Asia’s reaction is worse.

He doesn’t react, not a smile, not a frown, just a blank expression as he stares Kameron down for a second.

“If,” he starts hesitant, voice shaking. “If I asked what happened, would I like the answer?”

Kameron frowns, if he squints enough he’s sure he’ll see Asia smiling on the other side of this hangover, but his head feels like someone is driving a spike through it with every ray of light he takes in. He shrugs, non-committal and easy. One look at Asia tells him this was not the right move.

They do not speak as Kameron shifts out of the bed, suddenly aware of his lack of clothing, as he tries to separate his stuff from the other man’s on the floor where they’d thrown them the night before. They do not talk as Asia twists the steel band on his finger round and round and when Kameron leaves without a word, Asia does not follow. He just waits calmly in the taller man’s bed, hopes that something good can come out of this, when all he has is a vow and a little bit of hope.

Fortunately, he has known the other man long enough, has toured with him for enough time, that he knows exactly where he’s gone.

The gym is pretty empty but it still manages to smell of stale sweat and rubber - the scents mixing in the air to form a displeasing aroma that hits Asia the second he walks through the door. He leans against a wall and watches as Kameron punches a bag with such power that he is a little glad the other man doesn’t get angry very often. It’s mesmerising and terrifying all at once to see the bag swing so ferociously. He waits for long enough to see him unwrap his fists, sees the drops of red on the white bandage and leaves. There’s an overwhelming feeling of violating his privacy.

He took the key for Kameron’s room and not his own, so he returns to the bed, making himself comfortable on the covers that housekeeping had smoothed and fluffed in the time he’s been downstairs. He notices Kameron’s ring on the bedside table, tries to convince himself it wouldn’t be smart to wear a ring when boxing, and settles into the cushions. Waits, although for what - he’s not sure.

Asia pulls him aside in the interval, smiling like a Cheshire cat, and practically begs him to do a stupid dance at the closing. He doesn’t say no, wouldn’t be able to - not when he’s slightly in love with the man under all that makeup. It’s been a long, slow-building crush but he’s not mad - couldn’t be, his brain chose mighty well. The queen in question is currently in half drag - a product of having an hour to do a costume change - and the way his jeans fall on him is sinful (Kameron isn’t wearing a shirt, he doesn’t really have the right to declare anything sinful).

He’s convinced pretty quickly by the way the man’s tongue dips over his lips to wet them halfway through a pleading ‘just copy me,’ and he really can’t say no.

They dance like idiots and it’s the most fun he’s had all tour, the grin on his face giving it away the second he looks at Asia.

“I should make you dance stupidly more often,” He says as they step off the stage, Kameron’s smile still wider than ever. “That was cute, Kam.”

Kameron doesn’t think the smile will ever leave his face again.

He calls Aquaria. He’s not entirely sure why, and later will decide it was a pretty terrible decision, but he calls the man nonetheless - searching for answers. He picks up on the fourth ring.

“Hey Ant, what’s up?” His voice is high and chirpy and it makes Asia want to throw up or throw something - maybe both.

“Hey Gio, you - ” It takes him a second to decide on wording, he doesn’t need to make this weird or obvious or involve Kam, he just wants answers. “You wouldn’t happen to know what happened last night, would you?”

Aquaria sighs down the phone and he can picture him running a hand through his hair.

“Let me guess, you got fucked?”

“NO. No, nope nothing like that.” He defends quickly, prays the younger man cannot hear the stutter in his voice as he lies through his teeth.

“Look, I don’t know - we were at a bar and you and Dane took a bunch of Tequila shots and then fucked off to somewhere. Call me back when you find out, I wanna hear the details.”

Asia hangs up.

When Kameron gets back, he does not expect the other man to be curled up in his duvet, drinking coffee and watching ‘Golden Girls’. That’s what happens, but he does not expect it. He also doesn’t expect the warm smile he gets, or the amicable nod when he lets the other man know that he’s just going to take a shower, he shouldn’t be long.

He lets the hot water pummel his body, wash away any blood from his knuckles and the soreness from his muscles. Hopes it will wipe him clean of the previous night like holy water, cleanse him of his sins till white roses grow in the cracks of his skin instead of moss.

When his mind is a little clearer and his skin a little softer, he returns to the bedroom. They have to talk it out.

So they did have to lipsync against each other eventually and it was terrible and awful and Asia has never felt such an overwhelming urge to quit and never come back. It’s like an ocean has hit him all at once, knocking down years of strong floodwalls that they all thought could withstand anything. He starts running the second he leaves the stage and when Kameron follows, mere seconds later, he pulls the shorter man into a bear hug. He needs it.

They stand there for what feels like hours, Asia holding on for dear life, as Kameron drops kisses on his forehead and tells him it is all going to be okay. And maybe he doesn’t believe him yet, but he thinks he might be able to - one day.

They both sit there a little nervous. If the energy in the room was set alight, it would burn the hotel down easily, but that’s not what they need when they’ve got a show to rehearse for in six hours.

Asia starts when he gets impatient, a little huff escaping his lips which Kameron finds utterly endearing.

“Why did you leave?” he asks and though the other man feels there are more pressing questions, he can’t really answer this one.

“Because - because I was scared, I guess?”

“Yeah. But of what?” Asia rolls his eyes a little, wants to probe into the answer so much that he knows the raw emotions Kameron is hiding behind his walls.

“Scared of what, Dane?” He tries again, softer, as the Nashville queen comes to rest his head on the pillow next to where he is sitting. Asia runs his fingers through his damp hair, twists it and plays with it as the man thinks.

“I guess, Tequila Dane is more confident than regular Dane. And I know that I want it, maybe not in this exact way but I want it. And I’m scared that Tequila Antwan wants things you don’t.”

He sighs into his hands, palms rubbing his face till it’s a little red, eyes screwed shut to avoid looking at Asia who’s fingers are still intertwined in his hair. The other man looks worried, eyes soft and warm as they gaze down on the taller man.

“I have seen Tequila Dane before,” he muses to himself. Kameron removes his hands from his face and rubs them up and down his towel.

“I like you.” He says calmly and without hesitation. “Like, like you,” he adds with a small smirk. Asia raises an eyebrow, matches the other man’s face with a practised ease - teeth white like snow.

“Well, I ain’t mad about this.”

They’re running, Asia'a hand in his, as they power down a back alley heading towards a gaudy looking chapel. Its entrance reflects neon into the puddle between the cobblestones, Kameron’s feet slipping every so often causing the other man to catch him (not that that would be much help, they are hammered).

When they reach the front door, Asia pulls the taller man’s head down to his, kisses each cheek before letting their lips melt together- slow, languid. It is a moment of warmth in a downpour, the water from Kam’s hair dripping down his face like tear tracks but happier. With their combined bodyweight, Asia still wrapped in Kameron’s arms, they push through the door together. This is a terrible idea, they are both drunk.

Kameron moves his head so it’s on Asia’s lap and convinces himself it’s so that he can play with his hair easier - doesn’t think about why he’s enjoying it so - or why he feels like he’s on fire with every touch.

“So,” he muses after they finish a fourth episode of ’Golden Girls’. “What do we do now?”

Asia shuffles down so he’s lying, faces close enough that when he sticks his tongue out it touches the other man’s nose.

“We could do this?” He says before surging forward, lips on Kameron’s with a fervour he’s never felt before. It’s like the drop on a rollercoaster when you’ve been waiting in suspense for too long - free falling but knowing that you are still safe, and warm, and loved. It’s deep sea diving and knowing you’re wearing the mask and are attached to the boat - freedom within comfort. He yearns for more, just like oxygen- it’s the only thing that keeps him going, and Kameron’s teeth are on his lips and on his neck and god. He didn’t know kissing could feel this good.

They stop when they realise that Kameron is dangerously close to getting a hickey that would not be covered by his outfit - a mistake they don’t need broadcasted to the entire cast. Instead, they cuddle as they both quietly slip their rings back onto their right hands this time - no one needs to know.

“I feel like this is all the wrong way round,” Kameron mumbles into Asia’s head as they snuggle under the duvet and he feels the man go stiffer under the covers, his body suddenly tense.

“No, no not like that hun,” he quickly soothes, “I mean, Antwan, my dear husband, would you like to go on a first date with me?”

“No strings attached?” he jokes.

“Sure baby, I’d love to.”

“Do you, Anton, take Daniel to be your lawfully wedded husband?” The officiant looks bored, like he’s not even trying anymore and to be fair, it’s the worst side of midnight so he can’t really be blamed.

“Uhuh,” Kameron nudges him, falling slightly in a fit of giggles.

“Sorry, yes, I do.”

“Do you, Daniel, take Anton to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

Asia smiles, a big bright white smile and even in his Tequila haze, Kameron falls a little more.

“I do.”

“Well, with the power vested in me by the Internet, I now pronounce you husbands. Kiss.”

When they do, it is sloppy and messy and they are drunk at 3.am. in a fast chapel. But they’re both a little in love, and it’s okay. It’s perfect.

#rpdr fanfiction #asia x kameron #kameron michaels #asia o'hara #fluff #angst #drunk marriage #fic challenge #pinkgrapefruit #concrit welcome #submission #rare pair #s10 #canon compliant

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