#schlager challenge

[williaml0ver]

☆ <3 The way to a Forward's heart - a William Ellis story ☆ <3

[🖇️] word count: 4204 JESUS. That's a record, and i thought my Kevin fic was long...

[🖇️] warnings: g/n reader, William is sad 😔, but it's very fluffy, not proofread, not historically accurate ijbol, several cameos at the end

[🖇️] a/n: soo i have been recently experiencing a small burnout because real life has been a lot stressful lately BUT i really wanted to pull something out since it's been already a whole month since my first post ‼️ I swear it took me over a week to surpass the 1k words border, but i randomly felt inspired (possesed?) and pulled out 3K MORE on a single day... never doubt a delusional William Ellis lover. thank you guys so much for the support!! It really encourages me!!!! today i am delivering a William fic!!!!!!! It's so long hello??

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You weren't exactly sure how you ended up in this mess. But were you complaining?

"Hey... is it me or did the air get really, REALLY stinky right now?"

"OH MY GOD WILLIAM"

It all began when your boyfriend came back from a challenging match. Happens to the best of us. Constant body blocking, healing and of course rescuing his teammates, not to mention the desperate kiting til his final breath - he ended up chaired and no one came to the rescue! No matter how embarrassed the rugby star felt, it wasn't rare for survivor teams to go down like that. You've even heard that Eli, the seer, ended up under Emily's worried eyes, she apparently had to patch him up! You knew he was a very advanced player, so those news made you realize how serious that was. And your William?

You found yourself crotcheting a cute little scarf from scratch after discovering that this form of activity effectively made you relax. It was very helpful during those trying times. The piece of fabric you were using was very soft and had a beautiful salmon colour. With some schlagers playing in the background from the gramophone player Miss Nightingale gave you you've found yourself in your own small world. It was your way of escaping from reality, the strange place you've found yourself in.

Suddenly, loud steps could be heard from outside of your dorm. It was no one else than William Ellis himself! You felt thrilled to see him again. Truth is, the last time you've seen him was just a little over an hour ago, but you just can't help it. Being this giant man's lover meant receiving a lot of affection, you can't deny that you became a lot more clingier than you usually were after getting together. Due to regular training he was very buff, but you're sure his heart is even buffier. The needle in your palms was sloppily placed on top of the wooden desk as you quickly came to the doors. You couldn't contain your happiness and just tightly hugged him, but what you didn't see at first is how absolutely wasted he looked like. You thought to yourself how suspiciously silent your man is right now. That's unusual. Most of the times he would try to make you smile, tell you some goofy joke, slightly overdramatize his heroic attempts at rescuing. You then looked at his face and felt mortified. He had a big bruise on his right cheek and had several dirty stains on his face. Not to mention the small trail of blood coming out of his mouth....

It wasn't long until you started leading him to your shared bed and told him to sit. Yes, he was very sweaty, stinky and dirty, but that didn't matter currently, you would have to clean it sooner or later anyways. You weren't sure what to do at first, so you allowed him to decide what's next. All he did was request you to let him place his head on your lap, to which you happily obliged and began carefully petting him by his long hair. William then kept silent, as you didn't want to force him into speaking. After some time, you've got up and looked inside your small drawer. There were some emergency leftover bandages, plasters and a gauze. You got them, and with your boyfriend's permission you started cleaning his wounds and taking care of them, of course, all of them received William's favourite, most effective cure - a kiss. When you started disinfecting that nasty scar on William's cheek he started smiling a little. While you could tell he was drop dead exhausted, it made you relieved to see him calmer now. You placed a few plasters with Hello Kitty and Minions on his arms and nose, you've then felt his muscly arm pulling your head for a kiss. That's the good old William.

After a while passed, he started opening up to you, talking how terrible the match went, how he blames him for everything that went wrong. It made your heart ache hearing how he thinks he failed his teammates, how he failed Eli. Most of the times after a lost match you'd find him cheering and hyping up the others. Though, sometimes he could also have worse days, when he was feeling blue, thinking how they could win if he did a few things with a different approach which of course was normal and understandable - but you were having none of it. During moments like this, you would always try your best to cheer William up. He deserves so, considering how thoughtful he is to towards everyone. How thoughtful he is towards you.

"William, look at me, I know... it's okay..." you've put your hand on his healthy cheek. Each time he'd have you whispering comforting sentences into his ear, he felt like someone above sent him an angel to support him. Most of the time, the forward would quickly cheer up, but today was diffrent. Feeling your hand on him, feeling your kisses, hearing your words, following your eyes... he felt like something broke inside him. He started to tear up. Even for him, sometimes the matches in the manor could be overwhelming - having people trust you is both a blessing and a curse. You felt bad for him and a little ashamed yourself because you weren't exactly sure what to tell him. You ended up saying nothing, with William, words aren't needed. All you had to do was to be there for him. You stayed together cuddling in silence for over twenty minutes, yet to both of you it felt like a few seconds. You realized that William's clothing is dirty, usually, he wouldn't care, but you're sure he must be feeling nasty right now.

After undressing and freeing his from the heaviness of his clothes, your boyfriend felt much more comfortable. You then told him to lay on the bed, and after a few small kisses you began tucking him in like a child. You both have a huge collection of funky, extraordinary blankets, pillows and plushies - they all made your room much more comfortable and cute! Your eyes softened seeing him covered by all the duvets and comfortable fabrics. Not long after, you grabbed your favourite dinosaur plushie, mr. Rex, who was of HUGE size, almost as tall and big as William, you always took good care of it. The plushie meant a lot to you - since William once won it for you during a summer festival. You placed him on the right side of your bed. Quickly after turning off the gramophone and closing the blinds on the windows you went straight to lay with William. With you on his left and mr. Rex on his right he finally felt at peace for the first time this day. There was a small smile showing on his face. He felt grateful. After exchanging a few i love you's and cuddles he fell asleep. Usually he would pull some stunts to stay up longer with you by provoking tickle or pillow fights. He must have felt terribly tired.

You spent some of your time simply watching him and considered falling asleep as well, his arms were real free estate. Yet you couldn't help but think of how to cheer your dear boyfriend up. He'd definitely appreciate if he woke up to something nice. After a small brain storm, you decided to bake William his very favourite threat - a cherry pie. Your speciality. To be honest, you didn't know if it was your speciality because you were good at doing it, or because your boyfriend always devoured it as if it was final meal in this life ever. Either way, it did get Naib's and Mary's stamps of approval, so you were quite sure of your skill. Those two could be VERY picky on bad days, and they happened often.

It was finally time to get up. You had to be sneaky enough to leave your bed and avoid waking your boyfriend up. Thank God William fell asleep before you, otherwise he'd have a death grip on you. You waited a few more minutes to make sure he's in deep slumber and got out very slowly and carefully. You replaced yourself with some other plushie and wrapped the scarf you were previously working on around him. He looked absolutely cute. You were ready to get to work. You've went to your wardrobe and put on your favourite scarf on your head - so your hair won't make it's way into the food and put on a matching apron with some funky embroidment of it. If William was up he would probably be praising you for like five minutes. Truth is, he'd be all over you even if you wore a potato sack. Now, you could finally head to the manor kitchen.

The kitchen itself had a very relaxing feeling to it. It reminded you of your past life, no wonder you'd often find yourself helping all the servants making mealss. It radiated comfort among several soulless corridors out there. The kitchen's the heart of the whole house they say. Now, the cherry pie... you had to admit it was a fairly old fashioned recipe, a time consuming one on top of that - but it was worthy because your boyfriend love it. Well, he does like anything baked by you... or at least he tries. He even ate up your whole cake, which was entirely burnt at the bottom with a straight face. He may be an athlete, but one thing he can't deny is that he loves your cuisine. Quickly, you've began searching for needed indegredients: flour, cherries, sugar, butter... seems like everything was prepared! You were just about to do the first step and pull out the pits from the cherries when you heard footsteps that were approaching. Turns out it was Emma coming your way, asking for help. You weren't surprised though, all those huge sacks with garden soil could be very heavy, therefore you ended up offering the girl a helping hand. It can't take that long. The cherry pie can wait, right?

...Right??

Bump... bump... bump...

William has woken up due to weird noises coming from his neighbour's room. Seems like Ganji felt like relaxing and throwing his cricket ball onto the wall, the ball would jump back to him, creating a painful butterfly effect. Ganji was a good friend of William, but ugh! He will have to talk to him about it later, what's important right now is his precious love. He felt like he didn't express his gratitude to you when you took care of him after that terrible match. Facing mr. Rex, he turned the other way with closed eyes and gave you a gentle kiss. But hold on...

"Uhhhhhhh... what the heck?!"

The forward groaned, opened his eyes and saw a medium sized, green neon-like colored bear. You either left him while he was sleeping, or some evil witch turned you into a plush bear as revenge and now he had to take care of you, hopefully, it's the first option. William noticed he has a warm, pinkish scarf wrapped around his neck, hmm, wasn't it the one you were working on when he entered your shared dorm already one leg in his coffin? He smiled to himself. It was time for him to return the favor, but first of all, he had to find you.

William stormed out of his bed, quickly tucking mr. Rex and the green bear in. He put on some random clothes and his bunny slippers. After leaving his room, he started checking every possible place you could be in. Annoying him with Ganji? Nope. Playing with dolls with Memory? No. Thirdweeling Ada and Emil? No! Learning italian with Luchino? Neither... You've lately befriended Annie, maybe you're at her place? No, she told him she hasn't seen you. On a walk? He looked through the biggest windows in the manor, he couldn't see you admiring the greenary anywhere. So where could you be? At some point, he was just aimlessly walking around the corridors. He was supposed to give up already, but just when he was walking back to your shared, William felt a little hungry. He decided to sneak into the kitchen and grab some snacks from the refrigerator, he's lately thought about eating some of Naib's favourite gingerbread cookies, the mercenary won't notice if a few them will go missing, right?

Walking into the kitchen, William saw a few indegredients on the table, but there was no one else here. The servants have a day off, so who's taking care of this? Despite the products looking awfully familiar, he couldn't put his fingers on who exactly is behind this. Well, he wouldn't know if he didn't see a piece of material hanged on a wooden chair. It was a scarf, it was bright blue with some cute white embroidery on it.... that's your scarf! Suddenly, everything clicked. You were baking his favourite treat for him, or at least William hoped so. A light blush appeared on his cheeks. He felt very fuzzy inside.

You must have taken a break, the forward said to himself. He then felt like surprising you. Maybe he could help a little...? He's seen you baking a cherry pie a few times, the products are already there, he more or less remembers the procedure. It can't be that difficult! William wore an apron with some corny saying on it, it belonged to Luchino - he liked cooking fun lunches together with Robbie, but he was sure the lizard man won't mind it if he cleans it later. He was actually a very polite man against all odds. Truth is, even with an apron on, he still wasn't properly dressed, he's going to end up very dirty. But does it matter if he's about to spend some quality time with his dearest beloved? He took a deep breath. Alright. What was the first step...? Oh yes! It was the crust. William did all in his power to try to be as accurate as possible. It would be kind of embarrassing if he messed up his lover's hard work... he finally began mixing all the products. The crust ended up looking nice. The kitchen was much messier than when you were making one, but at least it didn't explode! What was next? He was pretty sure you usually would take the pits out of all cherries. Alright...

Helping the gardener took you a hot minute, but you managed to live through it. The clothing of yours was now a little dirty, and the exposure to sun made you sweat, but you were glad to help. You were coming back towards the kitchen, but something felt slightly off... you could literally bet you heard some annoyed grunts. Oh my, did the servants take over the kitchen? Weren't they supposed to have a day off?! Whether yes or no, you knew you had to step in before they did anything. Expecting the worst, you took a deep breath and went to the kitchen. To your surprise, there were no servants. It seemed like there was just you and your thoughts. At least you thought so. Something certainly happened here. First of all, there were many flour stains on the table, no, everywhere, besides, you've noticed an opened package of butter. Hey... how on earth was the pie crust already prepared? Did someo- WAAAH!!

You've suddenly felt a hand grabbing you from under the table and let out a diabolical scream. At some point, you were just about to call someone for help, this felt like a horror scene where some evil demon chases it's victim and later sacrifices their body to some ancient deity. Despite strange, scary stuff happening in the manor, you were still terrified, untill you noticed the hand looked strangely familiar... is that..? The arm was very bulky. Hold on, William?!

Seems like your bonding time with Emma took way longer than expected. Suddenly, all in his glory with a huge grin, William crawled out and stood up. He was wearing some loose clothes and a ridiculous, stained red apron with "KISS THE COOK" sewed onto it. He looked very amused knowing his trick worked out, meanwhile you were convinced he's going to tease you about it until the very end. First things first, you reached out and gave the cook himself a kiss on the mouth. You found it sweet how he wanted to help. William always wants to lend a hand, even if you're the one helping him at times. Not only that, looks like he also memorized the recipe?! You don't own a cookbook or anything, he must have learnt some things while watching you baking many times before. The crust was already finished and the pits were almost all freed from the cherries Sure, the flour maybe was all over the kitchen, the pits were pulled out a little messily, but did it matter? You were happy you could spend time together with your boyfriend. Give him a few chances and he'll be your best "little" helper in the kitchen. The entire process of baking your pie went swiftly. With William, everything is much more enjoyable. He would spin you around during random moments, smear a little flour on your face. give you pecks on your cheeks and sing out loud. Little did you know, the silly "flour attacks" from his side were the beggining of the end.

Everything was done. The pie just had to grow and warm up in the oven.

"Allow me, gorgeous."

William put on baking gloves on his hands and picked up the pie. He then put it inside. You loved how confident he attempted to look, despite this being his first time. Cutie. You gave him yet another kiss on the lips. He loved those little moments.

Now, it was time for the longest process - waiting for the pie to grow. William couldn't contain his excitement. You exclaimed that he can help you clean up the kitchen. Time will surely pass faster, but William had a different idea. A VERY mischevious one on top of that...

"William, love, i've brought two brooms. Here's one for y-"

You couldn't finish your sentence, since suddenly you were attacked with grains of flour. William burst out with laughter and exclaimed you not only have an expression as if you saw a ghost, but also look like if you were on. That guy... you took a sack of flour and counter attacked. You knew he could get very competitive during such play fights, even you don't get a "significant other treatment". He has no mercy, especially on you.

The fight lasted LONG. Even your scarf couldn't secure your hair from being filled with flour. Good luck with cleaning it later in the bathtub. Your face was entirely white, you were sure you looked whiter than Andrew himself right now. Your clothes, your everything was covered in flour, and so was William. He sat on the floor and let you sit on his lap. You though the war was over, until even more flour landed on both of you. It was Robbie! The fight resumed for yet another few minutes, until the three of you grew tired. You on William's lap, Robbie in yours, he was the first one to fall asleep. Not only the three of you were full in flour, so was the kitchen, you will surely get scolded. Honestly, you have no idea how no one has yet noticed the fight and put an end to it.

"I love you." Said William, holding your hand, he then began feeling a strange smell...

"Hey... is it me or did the air get really, REALLY stinky right now?"

"OH MY GOD WILLIAM"

It was the apple pie! William quickly wore the gloves and took it from the oven. It was black like charcoal, not to mention the smoke. The two of you were coughing like crazy, meanwhile Robbie was sleeping, unbothered by the event. William did feel somewhat responsible for what happened. He put one of his hands behind his hair and started rubbing it out of embarrassment. You both sat dawn on the floor again.

"Y/N, listen baby, i'm sorry... we just had so much fun together, i forgot about the pie. It's my fault, i shouldn't have helped you..." he looked like a sad puppy which has done something bad.

You reassured William that he shouldn't blame himself. It was an accident. They happen to everyone. Sure, the pie may be ruined, but we had a lot of fun while baking it. That's more important than some stupid cake. And while you DID worry about cleaning the kitchen, you didn't want to make William even more sad. Besides, you've heard that, apparently, Annie and Tracy created a weird machine that helps you clean - it sucks out all the dirt! Or at least they said so... wasn't that called... a vacuum? William eventually cheered up a little thanks to you.

"Sleep, i'll help you cleaning up after we wake up from a nap." He murmured, trapping you in his arms.

You weren't exactly sure how you ended up in this mess. But were you complaining?

The first person to notice the absolute mess in the manor kitchen was Helena. She was supposed to make some tea for herself, but she quickly forgot about that after seeing the three of you asleep together, tons of flour EVERYWHERE and a burnt pie on the table. Yuck. It wasn't long until she called for a few residents to help her. She's heard William had a difficult match today and thought you wanted to cheer him up. She didn't have the heart to wake you up. A few minutes later Martha, Tracy, Annie, Kurt, Xie and Fan appeared. Their reaction to seeing the kitchen wasn't much diffrent from Helena's. They all agreed to help you and cheer the both of you up. But first, they had to get rid of that mess.

While Annie brought with herself that strange thing named vacuum, Tracy proudly explained to the two brothers and the explorer how it operates. Helena on the other hands put earplugs into your ears.

"Are you sure that creation of yours isn't going to explode? This place already looks like a battlefield." stated Martha. One way or another, her question wasn't answered, as the invention began working. The rest grabbed grooms and proceeded to help, while Kurt went to the hunter part of the manor to notify that someone should pick little Robbie up. He eventually came back with Michiko. Not much later, the kitchen looked, well, not shiny clean, but clear enough. Kurt then suggested to make a cherry pie from scratch again. It was not an easy thing to do, but everyone agreed and did everything in their power. In the meantime, the Wu Chang brothers decided to take you somewhere comfortable. Your butts will hurt if you'll sleep on the floor too long. They weren't sure where your shared dorm is located, so they brought you to the living room and placed all of you on the sofa. Helena then covered you with a warm blanket.

After some time, the pie was finally ready, and the kitchen squeaky clean. They all sneaked into the living room and placed a cloth onto the table, and put a huge, fresh pie on it. Michiko made tea, even Naib helped and shared some of his snacks: cookies, leftover cakes... everything looked delicious. They all sat on their chairs, waiting for you to wake up.

After the three of you regained consciousness, you weren't sure what's going on. You were in a completely diffrent place, surrounded by so many people. Mmmm.... what?!

It appears they saw you laying on the floor and wanted to cheer you all up by making a new pie. This one was even bigger than yours! On top of that, there were also other sweets. The table looked quite rich. Sure, you probably still looked like clowns, with so much flour on you, but that won't stop you from having fun. Later on, even Eli, Emma, Norton and Emily joined the meeting. You appreciated the gesture from everyone else. Everyone had a friendly conversation with delicious food on their plates.

Suddenly, William sat up and took a cup of tea.

"I... i would like to make a toast!" everyone, including you, quickly stood up.

"A toast for my loveliest, prettiest, smartest honeybun, Y/N!!!" he cheered loudly.

You were stunned and quickly began to blush when William grabbed you by your waist. It felt so embarrassing, yet you felt flattered. So loved. Everyone took their teacups in their hands and celebrated. The atmosphere was lovely!

The party lasted for a few hours. You even managed to forgot about the mess in the kitchen, Tracy however explained how they cleaned it up, thank God. You were thankful to your William and your friends.

"Hey, Annie, mind explaining to me how that... vaccuoom works?" you asked...

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I can't believe i've wrote something so long help. Fun fact: I bake on like a weekly basis but i've actually never seen a cherry pie with my own eyes, i was just listening to Cherry pie by Sade and was like yeah it fits... anyways i had to watch some tutorials on how to make one so i can know what's going on 😭😭 By the way pookie if you are reading this I'VE SEEN YOUR GANJI REQUEST I WILL GET TO IT LATER... (the one i received two weeks ago, not the one i got today, but i'll get into that one as well dhdhdjej) anyways, thank you again for all the support. wishing all of you a good day or night☺️

#idv #idv x reader #identity v #william ellis #william ellis x reader #identity v x you #identity v x reader #idv forward

[eurovision-revisited]

Dublin 1997: Televoting

It was only natural for Eurovision countries to try to select the meta if they wanted to do well. A stubborn, conservative and stagnant consensus had formed. The ballad-schlager axis.

Occasionally a new strand would emerge accidentally (traditional Celtic/Irish music), and there was a rush to exploit it. It did not last long, and once again Balladageddon re-established itself. In the real world, these songs were not selling.

There was a push to encourage national selections to be braver and some were, but nothing managed to challenge Eurovision orthodoxy. It was time for the EBU to take action.

The juries were the problem. Not only did they consistently fail to vote for the new or experimental, they also tended to favour neighbouring countries or countries with similar musical cultures to their own. Block voting had been an issue as far back as 1963 when there were accusations that the Norwegian jury changed their results to favour Denmark. It had never really gone away, and now it was discriminating against the newcomers.

The juries needs a shake-up.

Luckily there was a solution. Telecommunications technology had recently begun being able to handle televoting. Short phones calls to exchanges that could record numbers and could cope with a sudden burst of incoming calls. It had been used in several national finals for some years, even if there were some teething problems like those that afflicted the Finnish national selection final in 1996.

In 1997 the EBU took the plunge. Five countries with the most experience at running televotes were selected to replace their juries with 100% televoted results. These could be gathered and verified during the interval act. There was only a short time for voting, but it was enough. It had the additional benefit in that those televotes cost the callers money, so there was income to be generated, although at first that reward was taken by the telecommunications companies themselves.

Even in 1997, the results were there to be seen. Some counties that scored reasonably highly with juries, did not with the televote:

Slovenia got 60 points and finished 10th, but it didn't get a single point from the televoting countries.

Spain got 96 points and finished 6th, with 17 counties giving them points. Among those that gave them nothing were three of the televoting countries.

Malta, the perennial English-language boosted nation got 66 points, finishing 9th, but no points came from the televote.

Other countries were more favoured by the televote but not at all by the juries.

Iceland got all but 2 of its 18 points from the televote

Denmark got 10 of its 25 points from just three televoting countries

Bosnia & Herzegovina got 13 of its 22 points from four televoting countries in possibly the first case of televoting sympathy for a country recently at war (although I know it's hard not to vote for Alma)

There were still some oddities, and there was some neighbourly voting clearly remaining. The German televote gave Türkiye 12 points which could be the first instance diasporic voting, but Türkiye's song finished with 121 points and finished 3rd overall, so possibly not.

Was it a success? Well more data would be needed, but there were some shifts in the direction the EBU wanted to go. That data would start rushing in during the 1998 Eurovision Song Contest. The first one to be 100% televote. Well except for the three countries that still had juries. What would the brave new jury-less world look like?

#esc #esc 1997 #eurovision #eurovision song contest #dublin #dublin 1997 #televoting

[musigrusi]

Aight this is Pt.2 of my list, enjoy

Part 1

Farah

HABIBI MY SISTERRRR

Will cook Couscous all day every day for her istg

Inshallah may your days be forever blessed and your plans always sucessful

Mashallah

The rEAL kind of Tea Time with pine nuts and everything, fight me

Will probs bicker about different pronounciations, 10/10 tho

I will make use of all the bomb/arab jokes I have been told and rate em with her. Will also make use of my new bomb skills I learned from Soap lol.

Throwing shoe contests

Alex

I feel like he would be the kind to speak arabic with that horrible western accent

Will defo tag team with Farah to make fun of him

Will also console him when he feels bullied

"You're doing great baby, it aint your fault you are linguistically challenged. DW we still love you"

That kind of shit

Will teach him niche curse words and tell him it's a compliment

Will watch from afar how he gets decked by Farah lol

He has a crush on Farah, say what you want. And I will bully him relentlessly about it.

I will, however, be his wingman and tell him all the things she likes/dislikes. Will teach him how to cook and season AND, most importantly, how to evade the flying shoe™

Laswell

MOTHER

I wanna be adopted by her and her wife

Will chase her with adoption papers until they are signed

That is all

Thank you for comming to my TED Talk

Valeria

The love hate of siblings, but make it two sisters.

Don't touch my stuff or I will eat your liver

But also don't touch her or I will eat your liver

Will throw chanclas at her for no reason

I can see her make my blood boil by teasing and annoying me

But I would give that vibe back tenfold

Will start a new rumor abt her and Alejandro every week

Will make and execute plans to lock her and him in a room and shit like that.

Gift her a cool shirt and wait until she wears it comfortably as her PJs before telling her that it's Alejandro's

Will send video footage of her sleeping in it and then her finding out to Alejandro and all of Los Vaqueros

Roach

I don't have too much to go off of him but the mother instincts are tingling

Teach me ASL, this is not a request, thank you

I *will* mother him just as badly as Gaz and Rodolfo, if not more.

Can't handle spice? Blasphemy, but I shall make you a serving with minimal spice.

König

Strap in, this is gonna be a long one

Listen up you Austrian Fuck

Honestly, I feel kinda bad for him because,

If he speaks English, I would have a meltdown over his pronounciation

If he spoke German, I would have a laugh flash over his dialect.

There is no way he could evade my bullying

Constant bickering over whose pronounciation is correct.

Listen you fuckwhipe, it's "Brätzel" with a nice and short ä NOT "BREEEEETZEL" OR WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU CALL IT.

This would all be in good humor

Not

Will bond over mutual hate of English and American"bread" listen, i dont know what bread ever did to offend you so much to lead you down such a dark path of mutilating its recepie but pls come back to the light

Cook off, because I like Austrian dishes and I will bribe him with Maultaschen, Röschti and Fondue.

Will have him speak French for comedy (have you ever heard an Austrian speak French? You are missing out on A-tier commedy my friend)

Mutual agreed silence

The germanic awkwardness is not felt between us.

The 'tism will also be happy, 10/10

Will force it to cuddle

Horrible Schlager and Après-Ski playlists playing on enless loop just to piss him off

Will use increasingly cringey pet names on him

Mausi/Müüsli, Schatzi/Schätzeli, Schnuggeli, Gaggibolle, Pupser, Zuckerschnute, Zimtschnecke/Schnäggli, (Creme)Schnittchen, Spatzi/Späzzli, Schnuggelpupser, Hasi/Hääsli, Bärchen, Entchen

Listen I have an endless list not only in German, but Swiss German too, which is infinitely more cringe fight me

I would not be above using French and Italian terms of endearment either because, do you know how sappy they are? You'll get a stroke just hearing them

Mon bijou, Amore, mon chéri, Caro, mon âme, Tesoro, Chouchou, mon coeur *insert gagging*

Can't rlly curse him out in my dialect since there's a 85% chance he'd understand it all, but also

He could not curse me out in his dialect bc there's an 90% chance I'd understand it all lmao.

Can and will constantly complain that he is TOO DAMN BIG and promptly abuse him for whatever one can use a large strong man for.

Will compliment on said strength and revel in his subsequent shyness over the compliment.

I could see myself be overly agressive with compliments for the sole benefit of turning him beat red or very quiet.

I love Nietsche and Kafka, two german speaking authors that the majority of german speakers hate with a burning passion. Naturally, if he were bed ridden with injury or sickness, I'd read him works of the two to him.

I am such a kind and compassionate friend, am I not?

Anyways that is all lol enjoy

#könig #koenig #konig #cod mw #cod mw3 #cod #call of duty #modern warfare #valeria #los vaqueros #alex #kate laswell #laswell #gary roach sanderson #roach #gary sanderson #farah #farah karim #karim #alex keller #valeria garza

[aurelianasrandomramblings]

Characters from stories I probably never will write 1: Aethra

I like to come up with characters and fragments of worlds but I'm not good with coming up with a full and good story. I'm okayish with beginnings and promises but I never got an idea how to fill the story.

So I will just show the characters I got.

First is Aethra, the main figure from my dark kingdom idea. I will write about the world later.

Aethra is the new queen of the dark kingdom.

Species: rekanan (Iron)silver-elf

the elves of this world are metal themed, and the two metals "melted" into one people on this continent, Silveriron would sound better but "Silbereisen" is the name of a well-known german Schlager-singer.

Look: Grey silverish skin and hair. Golden Eyes. Pointy ears. About 1,70m high. Scarred on her whole body after surviving the red plague.

Likes: books, magic, family, ravens and crows

Dislikes: chess, dancing, her reflection,

Aethra is one of the former kings grandchildren. They aren't related in blood but the king saw all of his spouses children as his own children.

Orphaned early she grew up in the castle and was tutored in magic by the court wizard before studying magic at an academy.

There she and her best friend and valet Marisa contracted the red plague sweeping the kingdom, Aethra survived, Marisa didn't. She headed back home and found her grandfather in a worse state than he ever would admit.

Since he was the first king to have an absolutly deadly illness (magic can't heal illnesses in this world and an effective treatment of cancer is still centuries away), the thrones spirit didn't know how to act and simply kept him alive while the cancer spread and spread. Aethra had to succed him via mercy killing instead of the traditional fight.

Now she reign a country that lost at least a third of its inhabitants to a epidemy and whose treasury is almost empty and other challenges. She wants to make it better again but isn't sure how.

Plans for her story:

Her friendship with her first wife Margaretha

Catching and befriending a "hero" and his little brother

Trying to start trading with the fantasy-chinese empire via the newly invented teleportion portal -> getting blown off in a very rude way by an unpopular emperor -> sending some elites to send a message by leaving a letter under his pillow during the night, the elites decide to ally with the rebellion against him ínstead. -> Aethra has to lead an army there and fights the dragon emperor (who can turn into a dragon) personally -> receives a "useless" (in the new emperors eyes) small province bordering the ether-wasteland as thanks. -> New trade town.

#DarkKingdom #OC #my story

[leoninapelliolovesconchitawurst]

ENGLISH TRANSLATION (by me)

queer.de (01/08/22)

How did the first ZDF show from SchwuZ, Conchita Wurst, come about?

The new music show "Music Impossible" will start on ZDF on Friday - moderated by ESC winner Tom Neuwirth. We spoke to him about the unusual concept, the first guests and the queer recording location in Berlin.

Drag icon, ESC winner and performer Tom Neuwirth aka Conchita Wurst moderates a new ZDF music show: "Music Impossible" juxtaposes artists from opposite genres who are supposed to perform their own song in the style of their counterpart. Neuwirth supports the participants with advice and action, but also surprises them with one or two additional tasks. The on-site spectators at SchwuZ in Berlin decide, based on the strength of the applause, which person is better at leaving their own comfort zone.

In the first two episodes, pop singer Marianne Rosenberg and rapper Eko Fresh as well as heavy metal artist Doro Pesch and pop star Mike Singer fight for the audience's favor. The first show will be broadcast on ZDF on Friday 2 September at 11.30pm, with the second following a week later at the same time. The episodes will then also be available in the ZDF media library.

We had the opportunity to ask Tom Neuwirth a few questions after the recording.

Q: The title "Music Impossible" describes an almost impossible task: how difficult do you find the challenge of "assimilating" another genre?

A: At first glance, the musical challenges seem impossible: a rap as a hit, a pop song in a heavy metal guise... hence the title of the show. The subtitle is "My song. Your sound." – that pretty much sums up the format. And I think the challenge is very difficult.

Q: What aspect makes the concept so entertaining for you?

A: That you look beyond your own nose - both musically and in the presentation of art. I hate narrow-mindedness and the stupid idea that everyone has to stay within their own boundaries. What are our limits, who sets them? What I like about "Music Impossible" is that established stars step out of their comfort zone and visibly endure insecurities. It's something that should encourage us all. Because it shows that we are all only human.

Q: In addition to the genre rearrangement, viewers can also look forward to additional challenges?

A: The additional challenges are very different and should actually be completely new for the artists: hitting and holding high notes in the head voice, rapping a certain number of syllables, playing guitar riffs - none of these are impossible challenges, but also a bit outside of the comfort zone and completely new for the artists.

Q: Can the desired stylistic change work?

A: Of course it can work - the finished new songs on the show are the best proof of that! And I think the idea of ​​reworking existing material and immersing it in a new perfume is wonderful - that's what I do with "Rise Like a Phoenix", for example, which originally has a bombastic orchestral accompaniment. At concerts I've been playing it in a very reduced way with acoustic guitar accompaniment lately - and it already seems completely different, almost like a different song.

Q: How successful do you think the composition of the artist duos was? According to which criteria were the artists combined?

A: I think the combinations are great! Schlager meets rap, or the pop star Mike Singer meets the queen of heavy metal Doro Pesch - the musicians couldn't be more different, and yet there are connections in all of their paths in life or in their work, which we can find out through the talks on the show. On the one hand, the genres should be further apart, and on the other hand, with our successful and hard-working artists, it is always a question of the availability of dates between their own concerts and projects.

Q: Could you imagine yourself participating?

A: Yes, I could definitely imagine taking part myself - and I would have liked to swap genres with all the previous artists! I love different styles - that's why none of my songs sound like another! (laughs) Personally, I would find death metal or folk music quite challenging, I think.

Q: How many episodes are planned?

A: We shot two episodes of 50 minutes each. And of course we hope that we can go into series and shoot a whole season - many artists have shown great interest, now we just have to find suitable dates for the different duos! And I would be extremely happy if we could expand the offer to Austria and Switzerland, because there are also excellent and versatile musicians there!

Q: This is your first own ZDF show: How important is TV presenting in your career at the moment?

A: I've been doing TV since I was 17 - that was my real start in the entertainment business. And I've also had the privilege of moderating many programs in the musical field: the Amadeus Austrian Music Awards, the Green Room of the Eurovision Song Contest in Vienna, Stefan Raab's European Song Contest and much more. In short: I love to moderate and above all to have conversations with people. And I have the feeling that TV makers are realizing more and more which formats I really like.

Q: Do you already have other TV projects in mind?

A: None for me to talk about! (laughs) When it comes to television, it's often important that someone at a large desk approves a project. So that I can still offer my fans as much entertainment as possible, which is produced according to my own rules, my team and I founded wursttv.com - my own video streaming platform! Netflix for the Wurst, so to speak! (laughs) I think the extension of TV to the Internet is extremely important and will become even more important in the coming years. "Music Impossible" is also available in the ZDF media library - around the clock and everywhere!

Q: The queer cultural stronghold SchwuZ in Berlin-Neukölln is the venue: To what extent does the show have a queer self-image?

A: The presenter of the program walks through Germany with make-up and in high heels, and we don't make that an issue, it's just the way it is. I don't think there can be more queer self-image! Of course there is a lot to do for queer rights, but the show is mainly about music and the stories of the protagonists. My own queerness slips along as a matter of course, and that's what I like about the format.

Q: How do you rate the representation of queer artists in this country?

A: I think that a lot has happened in terms of queer representation in the German media - just what Riccardo Simonetti does, for example, is irreplaceable queer work on TV! But while there's always been a lot of queerness in the arts, music, and entertainment industries, I think it's best if it's taken for granted that each person is who they are. But that will probably take a while...

Q:In the first episode, the five-time participant in the ESC preliminary round, Marianne Rosenberg, is there. Is this Eurovision reference intentional?

A:I don't think so - Marianne is an icon of the German music landscape and I actually still can't believe that she's there for the start of the show! Because in addition to all the joy and professionalism, I have to admit that every time I meet the artists, I am one thing above all: a huge fangirl and very "starstruck"! (laughs)

#conchitawurst #wurst #tomneuwirth #singer #artist #esc2014 #escwinner #music #songwriter #performer #celebrity #interview #article #translation

[hoff-a-day]

[sirpatze]

Ein großes Dankeschön an das gesamte Team der @e.on_se #bündelnlohntsich #challenge am gestrigen Abend im #Technikum im #München es war a #gaudi mit @mosespelham @vanessa.mai und meiner bezaubernden bessere Hälfte @boussa.thiam #MiaSanAlleEnergie #musicislove #Schlager meets #HipHop (hier: Technikum) https://www.instagram.com/p/BsxVXH2HHgF/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xtzg70fe0rgr

#bündelnlohntsich #challenge #technikum #münchen #gaudi #miasanalleenergie #musicislove #schlager #hiphop

[borisbubbles]

Eurovision 2010s: 15 - 11

15. Ieva Zasimauskaitė - “When we’re old” Lithuania 2018

[2018 Review here]

~wen wir owld HOOOOOOOOOOOO~

So close to the endgame it’s time to open all of the emotional registers. Much like Hovi, I did not expect to love Ieva as much as I do, however unlike Hovi I had already fully embraced Ieva and “When we’re old” long before rehearsals started.

And for good reason because Ieva fucking disarms me every time without fail. She herself is of course a hilarious, relatably weirdo indie girl, this time in the guise of a Born Again Hindu who ~FELT A COSMIC PRESENCE~ on the stage with her. 😍 Telling the true story of how she overcame depression by falling in love with her hubby. Flanked by holograms that project Ieva’s life dream: to be happy and grow old with the love of her life. All my hopeless romantic triggers are activated by this song. ALL OF THEM.

People are generally divided on Ieva’s voice, but um hello welcome to BorisBubbles. I ranked Nina Kralic and Jana Burcheska hellow-high. I LOVE Ieva’s husky, nasal, ovine, falsetto whine of a voice. It makes “When we’re old” for me. Ieva injects so much vulnerability and authenticity into a song that whenever she performs it, all I can do is sit in silence, tears welling up in my eyes, bleating along with the WHAOHHHHHs. Time truly stands still during “When we’re old” and I’m speechless.

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14. Conchita Wurst - “Rise like a phoenix” Austria 2014

You can be damn’ sure the highest ranked powerballad on this list is “Rise like a phoenix”. It isn’t as much as a song as it is an INSTITUTION. 

Which is why, symbollically, “Phoenix” is a very important winner. It’s a plight for overcoming hate, for overcoming bullying, from being yourself in the face and of adversity and rising from the ashes reborn, reinvented, reinvigorated. Its presentation is provocative, yet secondary, putting vocals and song on the foreground. It is rooted in the political zeitgeist of its winners, like most modern winners, obviously, 

however, ask yourself this:

Would “Phoenix” have won if it hadn’t been a great performance of a great song? 

I don’t think it would have. Take away the powerful composition and leave just the politically correct message, and you get Bilal Hassani. Take away the beard and you have, well, a really good song bond theme by a talented vocalist, that probably would’ve finished top ten, if not top five in most years. 

It’s easy to get distracted by Tom’s stick because a “Bearded drag queen” provides a lot of cognitive dissonance, which I personally love because it forces me to think, keeping my mind sharp. The use of a gimmick does NOT cheapen the talent on display here, however. Tom’s delivery of the song is flawless, hitting every note, delivering both ‘feminine’ nuturing comfort and ‘masculine’ strength to his glorious song. He even throws in some small nuggets of fierceness, providing levity, reminding us of Conchita’s drag queen roots

The act is cut from the same professional cloth; it is maybe a tad provocative, but at it’s core it remains dignified and classy, maintaining a moral high ground that instantly sheds a bad light on any hater. You may pull her down, but she’s gonna FLYYYYY.

Conchita Wurst is the best winner of this decade, period. No winning performance is as ironclad, vocally, musically or stagingwise as hers. No other winner has shown as much raw performance talent as she has. No winner has been able to make such a statement while at their core maintaining a high-quality musical standard. No winner has been such a champion of those whose voices are trampled for being different. To use Conchita’s own words after she won: “WE ARE UNITY. AND *WE* ARE UNSTOPPABLE.” 

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13. Zlata Ognevich - “Gravity” Ukraine 2013

This is the last female fronted act from 2013, you know what that means: EPIC ENTRANCE TIME 😍

What a beautiful dreamscape. I felt bad ranking Elina Nechayeva in a fairly low 39th place, but honestly, “Gravity” vibes very similarly and does the same things a lot better: Breathtakingly regal woman, a mirage of near-divine grace, stunning visual effects... SIGN ME UP ALREADY. At the core we of course find Zlata, the winner of the Best Human Award in 2013. Zlata’s backstage bits were rife with personality facts that instantly endeared her to me. A praraphrased selection from her infinitely quotable interview gold: ”I PRACTICE BIG VOICE BY HOLDING BREATH UNDERWATER”; “I COME FROM PLACE IT’S CALLED CRIMEA, IS LARGE ::reads from online dictionary:: PEN...EEN...SYOO..LA(?) WITH BIG MOUNTAIN AND LARGE SEA ^_^”; “I LOVE UNICORN IS FAVOURITE ANIMAL”. GODDESS. 😍

Fortunately her overpoweringly loud, yet disarmingly weird personality is also omnipresent during her big screen performance. “Gravity” is a mirage of Disney mojo and Zlata absolutely fucking hits it like A SHTRIKE OF DUNDAR

I don’t think I’ve ever listened to a song that is legit quotable at every interval? There is not a single line in “Gravity” that doesn’t bring out the bedroom karaoke: “IMMA LIIIKA BADDERFLYYYYY.” “NOTHING COMES FROM PRIDE, -*HAYLALE*” “NOW I FEEL NO FEEEEE-AAAAAAR.“

And I’m not even done because Gravity ALSO features an excellent backing choir (the male backing vocalist is incredible). It’s just a perfect example of world music, conjuring three minutes of pure, unicorn-endorsed magic. IMMA LIIIKE A BADDERFLYYYYY. 🦋

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12. Juliana Pasha - “It’s all about you” Albania 2010

YUARDAWAN 😀 YUGIMMEDATSAMTINANEED 😀 ITZMI 😀 ENDAMFOLIN 😀

We are at #12, which means we’re at that Olympian milestone where every entity ranked is a fucking supernatural force. In Juliana’s case a forced of pure, unfiltered, streechy harpism. 😍 It is so weird to think that she was the first of Albania’s now iconic ‘Shrieking Boss Hag” archetype because it feels like a alliance older than time, sealed and styled in cuneiform onto a shard of Sumerian pottery, blessed by the Annunaki and then embedded into the muddy banks of the Euphrates. 

Anyway, Juliana earned my HEART once she greeted us with her uncanny-valleyesque diction and cheshire-catesque leering, all YUARDAWAN! and proceeded to throw everything, both vocally and facialexpressionly, into the mix, in ascending degrees of deafening loudness. 😍

With a criminally addictive electronic schlager song too boot! One which, like Zlata features an INCREDIBLE supporting cast in a bangin’ gospel choir, as well as a very generous dollop of ❤ ELECTRONIC VIOLA REALNESS ❤

One of the fave musicians of NaziPope, btw. “It’s all about you” is such a Triumpf of the Shrill. 😍

Anyway, this high quality list of ingredients make for a very replayable ride that never spoils or grows stale, no matter how often I listen to it. Which is actually a lot. I’ve looped “It’s all about you” at countless occasions since 2010, making it perhaps the song on this list that I have to the MOST often. (Or second most because there IS a song I still have to rank that may challenge Juliana for that title.) If that ain’t a hallmark for quality, I don’t know what is. 

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11. Koza Mostra ft. Agathonas Iakovidis - “Alcohol is free” Greece 2013

Has life been letting you down? Have you been struck by a financial crisis? Do you no longer know how to continue living. Fear not, because :cracks knuckles: we are about to embark on a MASTERCLASS of unabashed drunken REVELRY:

Um a small disclaimer though. This song has a really really, really, REALLY irresponsible title. DO NOT at any circumstance use alcohol as a coping mechanism, engage in drunk driving or other activities under influence that you may life to regret later, if you live to regret it later. Also don’t drink if you’re underage. Also also, alcohol can cause obesity and cardio-vascular arrest. and cancer, possibly. Drink, but do so RESPONSIBLY. 

HOWEVER, what if this song is... a PSA???😈 An Anti-Crisis PSA that is, lol. A group of folk hipsters literally PARTYING AWAY the misery of the financial crisis in a delightfully self-deprecating fashion is just the pinacle of fun for me and Koza Mostra fucking ROLL with it. Watching them dart out in all wind directions, interacting with each other gives me LIFE.

It’s exactly that sort of industriousness which sets “Alcohol is free” apart from other party songs. There is a LOT of randomness going on in the background and it gives you ZERO time to process all of it, making every rewatch an easter egg hunt.

This approach to staging usually doesn’t work, but here it is actually very intelligent and I’ll explain why: The act places a lot of focus on Agathonas (which it should because he’s the lead singer despite his featured status), but by the same token offers constant distraction by all the Koza Mostra shenanigans in the background...  In other words, it’s an act that forces your attention away from the main event by confusing your senses, requesting all of you concentration keep up with everything that’s going on... which is actually a brilliantly accurate simulation of how 'being drunk’ works.

(btw if you listen closely you can hear the sound of Agathonas tapping his skull lol <3)

So the next time you listen to this song, pour yourself a drink (ONE drink!) sit back and embark on a Waldo-esque hunt to see how many beautiful nuggets you can find hidden in that splendid act, as the upbeat sirtaki madness fills your head with cloudy thoughts. As far as I’m concerned, Koza Mostra have WON the Eurovision Fun Contest. 

EVERYONE RISE AND APPLAUD THE  10 BEST ENTRIES IN THIS DECADE:

From now on, I’ll only include maximum 2 songs per update :o

And in this update we finally say goodbye to Greece, Albania, Ukraine, Austria and Lithuania. Read my thoughts on them, below:

LITHUANIA

Lithuania was hands down the worst country in the 00s and look at their chart now. They are slowly getting their shit together and it shows. Keep on going, darlings!!

AUSTRIA

God Austria are so boring. At least they occasionally provide us with a great entry here or there, but they’re so inconsistent in their entertainment. 2 great - 6 okay - 1 terrible is NOT a great ratio by any means. 

UKRAINE

ALBANIA

Albania are very hit-or-miss, but I really like their presence in Eurovision actually. Like Georgia they entries are so left-field that they are always *interesting* even when they’re not good. Except “Fairytale”. Fuck “Fairytale”.

GREECE

Fuck this decade was ROUGH for Greece. They are a shattered nation and if you think this chart is bad, let me remind you that their best result in the past five contests is 19th place. Same in fact, as San Marino’s highest and lower than the highest placements of Albania, Montenegro, Slovenia, UK, Ireland, North Macedonia,...

#Eurovision #Eurovision Song Contest #Greece #Albania #Ukraine #Austria #Lithuania #koza mostra #Agathonas Iakovidis #Alcohol is free #Juliana Pasha #it's all about perspective #Zlata Ognevich #Gravity #Conchita Wurst #Tom Neuwirth #WURST #Rise like a phoenix #Ieva Zasimauskaite #When we're old

[kiiruna-a]

`  ☆┆ TRIVIA .

kristoffer’s favorite music is all upbeat & happy. he loves dansband, pop, schlager & country music. usually the songs he play on repeat are about love, summer, confidence, etc. he likes things you can dance to, even if he doesn’t like to dance in front of people, just in the kitchen when nobody is watching. some favorite hits include: typisk norsk by katastofe, greedy by ariana grande, put your hands up för sverige by samir & viktor, sun by iro, all the feels by renaida, bad boys by zara larsson, solo by demi lovato, trouble by aviici, galen i dig by rasmus gozzi, coffee cuckoo by stefan & viking, the nights by aviici, leende gulbruna ögon by vikingarna, din dumma dialekt by kindbergs, tommy tycker om mig by carola & so many more.

his favorite colors is green, & not a specific type of green, but all shades of green. everything from pastel to lime to deep forest, he completely adores. second place comes yellow & orange, as it is colors that bring him a lot of warmth & makes people smile. both the colors are somehow associated to nature for him; one the color of nature & the woods where he grew up, the others that of the sun.

his favorite part about moving to the big city is the food. nothing else about the big city life appeals to him in comparison to what he had back up north, but the fact that there are so many varieties of food, & as available as it is, amazes him to this day. when he grew up they had to drive 45 minutes to the closest grocery store, & now he can have food delivered to his door in 15 minutes by a click on his phone.

he loves food in general, & is that person who moans a little too loud when he eats. he is not a picky eater, but will take just about anything as long as it’s made for human consumption. he has no allergies, & is up for any new type of experience of challenge. he does not like eating the same food several times a week, but needs variation in order to gain the “best experience”, by his own words.

he is never not hungry. he is hungry or less hungry, & will never say no to eating if someone suggests it, even if it’s right after dinner.

he also drinks a lot, & is always walking around with a water bottle or a sport’s drink of some sort.

despite that, he only drinks two cups of coffee a day; one at 9 am, & one on 2 pm. it’s very little compared to some people, but if he doesn’t get these two cups of coffee, he will be extremely bothered by it. so, no more no less, & preferably always at those exact times.

kristoffer also has a very complex relationship to his body. he deals with something between body dysphoria & dissociation. his body often doesn’t really feel like his own, & it often feels wrong, but he can never really point out how it is he wants to look. he feels uncomfortable being too aware of his own body, & also other people looking at him for too long. he tends to wear casual layers, such as a hoodie on top of a t-shirt, & shorts on top of tights. layers make him feel less conscious of his own body & how it looks, or what other people might be thinking about it.

his fixation on his body & how it feels “off” can also end up showing in different ways. when he is having a bad phase, he usually shaves frantically. you can also catch him shifting uncomfortably, as if he is sore, & scratching himself more than usual.

the way to spot kristoffer is uncomfortable is to see how he smiles with his mouth, but not his whole face. once kris is being genuine, he laughs a lot. he is the type of person who chuckles about anything & everything, & his smile brightens up his entire expression. when he is only smiling with his mouth, it’s his way of coping after being exposed to something he really didn’t like.

the lockscreen on his phone is his kiss with andrew on live tv in russia, & the home background is a picture of the two of them at pride, with andrew kissing kristoffer’s cheek.

kristoffer’s favorite dessert is apple pie, but he likes it best with a side of vanilla ice cream.

in high school, he had his nose pierced. he carried a thin ring in his nosewing for about two years, & everyone in his surroundings hated it, but it was his own little act of rebellion. sometimes he still misses it, but he has his tattoos instead, & he feels that they make an even better statement of his individuality (although, he has considered a tongue piercing a bit more than he likes to admit).

he has a really difficult time being jealous, which is one of his best traits. when kristoffer sees someone doing good or having something he wants, doing something he wants to do, he really likes to be encouraged by that. he gets happy seeing other people happy, & he gets proud over people he doesn’t even know. when he sees someone doing something he wishes he could do, he just tends to look at that person as a role model, & it gives him more motivation to work for it.

if he had to quit hockey, kristoffer would like to be a family psychologist, or a barista.

slowly but surely, he is experimenting with wearing nail polish. it has started to become more & more of a trend, & while still nervous & very giddy about it, kristoffer does like to put some on & likes the feeling of it. however, he isn’t completely comfortable yet, & that’s why it’s great that it is winter now, so he can hide in his gloves when the attention just gets too much.

he talks to family members on the phone at least once a day. either it’s his parents, his older sister, his older brother, or his younger brother. he tends to talk to his little sisters through the phone with his parents. he has great contact with all of them, and thus his phone tends to get a lot of calls, since the bloms are all much fonder of talking on the phone rather than texting each other. it’s something that many find a little annoying, but kris wouldn’t change it for the world.

#( the l i o n h e a r t ) // headcanons .

[eurovision-del]

56. 1999 – Sweden – Take Me To Your Heaven  

This song used to play on one of those kids rides that you get outside stores sometimes at my nearby supermarket. And in some ways that kind of makes sense, the overall sound of this song is very cheesy and accessible. There’s nothing I can really hate about this song, it’s a straightforward schlager track, too positive to dislike, but there’s nothing I particularly like about it either. I feel it lacks substance. I also feel Charlotte’s performance isn’t quite high energy enough to match the mood of the song, though she does have solid vocals, and prioritising those is never a bad thing. Honestly my favourite part of the whole performance might be the outfit, though maybe I only like it so much because Petra paid homage to it in Love Love Peace Peace.

In Its Year – There Were Better Songs

There was one clear standout entry in 1999, and it was Marija Magdalena from Croatia. Other than that, I find this a pretty lacklustre year. Belgium and Iceland are both good, and I think both should have challenged for the win rather than just Iceland, but there’s not much else that I find memorable, so I do understand how Sweden won. Even if Croatia had a far better song, since it did use pre-recorded vocals, I don’t really mind it not winning.

#eurovision #winners ranking

[gncrevan]

germany send some fucking schlager to eurovision again challenge

#esc18

[bloomuengaged]

Not A Number: Alumni Couple Turns Struggle into Support

Hakeem Thomas and Coleen Schlager found each other on a dating site in the spring of 2013. They soon realized they had enrolled at the same university. That university was Bloomsburg.

Messages turned into letters, which turned into Skype chats. The two met in July before moving to campus in August; Coleen as a Psychology major and Hakeem doubling in digital forensics and criminal justice.

As a first-generation college student, Coleen’s lack of experience on how to navigate campus life was amplified by an undecided career path. Hakeem’s transition included physical and emotional trauma from a recent military deployment. He wasn’t ready for that first year, and his dismal GPA eventually resulted in an academic dismissal from the university and added feelings of failure to an already heavy load.

“I hated being home, knowing my military team was still overseas. The guilt destroyed me, and then I was dismissed,” says Hakeem. “In the military, we are ‘mission first,’ and I had failed my mission as a college student.”

The feelings of guilt, failure, and uncertainty led Hakeem to take his own life. Fortunately, a call from Coleen interrupted the potential tragedy. A few days later, Hakeem met with Bob Heckrote ’12/’15M, academic adviser and supervisor for the Office of Military and Veterans Resources, for help with being reinstated.

“Bob understood what I was going through and believed in me,” says Hakeem. “He went door-to-door until faculty and administrators agreed to give me a second chance.”

After Hakeem was reinstated, he and Coleen began concentrating on more than grades, and the pair became involved in student organizations that met their personal and professional interests. Coleen led the Aging Special Interest Group (ASIG) and created basic computer classes for community members. Hakeem and other ASIG members provided technical assistance.

"It was a wonderful learning experience for them, but it was also a great social event. Hakeem was able to use his technology background to facilitate an effective series of courses.” says Coleen.

“We showed them how to create Facebook pages to connect with family and use Word and Google for everyday things,” says Hakeem. “I taught a couple how to use facetime to talk to their grandkids. The pure joy in each class made it one of the greatest things I’ve done.”

Coleen cites her involvement with ASIG by instilling a more confident career direction.  

“The experience reinforced my confidence in choosing psychology as a major because my primary goal is to help people and develop their skills/abilities,” says Coleen. “We  made it our goal to maximize our involvement with organizations.”

Hakeem connected on campus as president of the Bloomsburg University Student Veterans Association (BUSVA) and turned his pain into passion by raising money for suicide prevention with the Veterans Suicide Walk. Each November, BUSVA continues the tradition Hakeem started in 2015 by walking 23 laps around the academic quad; one lap for each of the U.S. veterans that commit suicide every day.

“BUSVA, ASIG, and volunteering played a huge role in why I’m not one of those 23,” says Hakeem.

Hakeem’s visit to the office of Alumni and Professional Engagement (A&PE) for a resume review was another turning point . The A&PE staff convinced both to attend the Career Intensive Boot Camp (CIBC), a weekend program that provides last-minute preparation for the transition from student to professional.

“Those meetings helped me mentally as well as professionally,” recalled Hakeem. “I learned how to network and how to eat a meal in front of coworkers. It was a real transition to the professional world.”

“We both needed professional guidance,” says Coleen. “I had a lot of difficulty with interviewing and networking, and the CIBC wrapped all of those experiences into one. It was outstanding for developing my confidence in professional settings.”

The contacts Hakeem made at CIBC led him to the annual Student Veterans of America Conference in Anaheim, Calif., where he was offered an internship with Northrop Grumman Corp. He received a Professional Experience Grant (PEG) to fund his move to California and was offered a remote position while completing his degree. Hakeem declined the full-time offer that followed in favor of a job with the Department of Defense Emergency Notification System. He now manages the alert systems at U.S. military installations worldwide.

After graduating, Coleen and Hakeem Thomas married in September 2018. Coleen is now pursuing a master’s degree in industrial and organizational psychology. The practical applications of BU’s psychology program have allowed her to explore her career options and continue to be successful.

“My professors have strongly impacted my motivation and drive,” says Coleen. “The mentorship I experienced has made me highly successful and confident. I couldn’t be more grateful.”

Drawing inspiration from their struggles as students, Hakeem and Coleen remain involved, volunteering virtually and financially supporting students via the CIBC, BUSVA, and the Veterans Suicide Walk.

And despite their busy schedules, they both made the trip back to campus in the fall of 2019 for the 10th event celebration of the CIBC, volunteering as in-person resume reviewers and alumni panelists.

“I wanted students to have the same experience that I did,” says Coleen. “We now have the opportunity to be a positive influence on students.”

“At the last CIBC, I met some amazing students whose personal journey rocked me at my core,” says Hakeem. “I took the challenge of helping them work through and channel it to reach their goals. ”

Boot Camp, BUSVA, and other student events and organizations like it at BU, thrive on alumni providing an edge to fellow Huskies and people like Coleen and Hakeem make it possible. There have been over 250 unique CIBC volunteers since February 2016, and more than 30 of them were participants as students. To help defray the cost to students, the program has benefitted by over $20k in corporate and individual sponsorships since 2016.  

“If not for my professors and the boot camp, I wouldn’t be here,” says Hakeem. “My wife, volunteering, and my work keep me from going back to the dark place. It will be a process, but I’m all in.” 

We would like to invite other alumni couples to volunteer! Let us know if you’d like to help!  

#professionalu #BloomOnward #Husky4Life

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Neomimic

Described as the kin of other, “lesser” mimics, neomimics bring some interesting possibilities to the table even if your campaign has no relationship between the two creatures. Instead of mimicking objects, neomimics can mimic creatures, be they plants, humanoids, animals, or even magical beasts, although their talent doesn’t extend to mimicry of specific individuals. Their nature is even more pliable, though, letting them shift density and force to vary their Strength, Dexterity, and Constitution. A neomimic’s touch is far from harmless, too, smearing foes with a dreadful adhesive; they can suppress it but otherwise, it’s time to break out universal solvent or some really strong booze to get your weapon free. All in all, neomimics are fun, offering possibilities from occult horror and urban fantasy to the classic dungeon denizen, and they aren’t too bad on the statblock and capabilities either. Challenging for a very new party but survivable, with a range of fun talents.

Hearing of a mimic’s pitiful quest to become more human, the arcanist Rarione set out to “enlighten” the aberration through a series of strange arcane experiments. Although not any more human, the newly christened “neomimic” is much more able to assume human form and move in society, and often accompanies Rarione as a bodyguard. Unknown to the arcanist, the neomimic is copying his notes, hoping to create more of its kind and trying to figure out the arcane steps necessary.

Always looking over his shoulder for things in the dark, Christoph Schlager was dismissed as the town eccentric. Until a group of adventurers uncovered that the stranger watching him was no man at all but a grey-green blob of flesh that could reshape itself into the form of men and beasts. Tracing the creature into its lair reveals just the tip of a trail involving greys, conspiracies, and a nightmare dragon’s plot to steal away a kingdom of the waking world to populate a dreamscape to be her own private shadowy terror.

As they attempt to probe the depths of a dungeon, a group of adventurers notice strangely out-of-place surface animals watching them, mundane beasts that have no place here. While they rest, the group finds themselves approached by a group of similar races, actually neomimics who are seeking to worm their way into the party’s good graces, then steal their equipment – with whatever violence necessary – to pass themselves off as adventurers, the only humanoids they’ve encountered other than the morlocks they were watching before.

- Tome of Horrors 4 171

#pathfinder #D&D #dungeons and dragons #dungeons & dragons #frog god games #tome of horrors #aberration

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So much for this being shorter, lol…

✪ One way the mun and the museare alike. (x3)

We haveboth used swords. Granted, I’ve neverkilled anyone, heh, but technically, yes… I’ve used swords. I used to fence,and I’ve used foils, epees, schlagers, short swords, daggers, and I even got touse someone’s saber once. I did SCA fencing, not modern. SCA = Society for CreativeAnachronism. It’s fencing with a lot of the same protective gear, except we don’tjust have jacket and helmets, we have boots, gloves, hoods, gorgets, and ourhelmets protect the backs of our heads as well. This is because it ishistorical fencing, not competitive fencing, so anything is a target.Therefore, we have a lot more important areas to protect like throat, groin,armpit, wrists, and ankles. We wear armor and period clothing when we fight,and it’s just great fun. My persona was a European style, and most in myregional kingdom (yeah, we organize ourselves into kingdoms…. Bunch o’ nerds,we are, lol) were European style fencers. But there was one guy with an Arabianpersona, a Japanese guy, and a Chinese guy. So it was pretty interesting. Andwe all use different weapons forms. My favorite form is cases of swords (twoswords, I prefer them to be of equal size but one can be slightly longer thanthe other). But other people used sword and cloak, sword and dagger, singlesword, two daggers… there really are no rules except be safe heh. So yeah… gome for using swords. Although Ardeth is much better at it than I am andfrankly, he makes it look better than I do too. XD

We bothlove animals. Can I tell you how muchI love Horus? I get teary-eyed every time he gets shot in the damn movie. And Ijust love those scenes where Ardeth is gently stroking him. It’s like… (sigh) Okay,a battle-hardened warrior gently stroking a small animal with loving care?UNNNNNNF. Am I right folks? ;) But anyway… yeah, I have had a LOT of animalsover the years… Can I list them? Sure? Maybe? Let’s try. A cat, a canary, fourrabbits, five iguanas, umpteen mice, two rats, two guinea pigs, umpteen hamsters,snails, fish, water fleas (they’re so cute!), a couple Madagascar hissingcockroaches, a couple stag beetles, two painted turtles, a snapping turtle, anda grass shrimp named Cornflake who lived for 3 years, haha. So yup… I amdefinitely an animal lover. And Ardeth is too from what I’ve seen. Not onlydoes he treat Horus with care and his reaction to him getting killed was almostlike he was losing a beloved person, which broke my heart, but have you evernoticed how he treats his horses and camels? I mean… midst of battle situationsaside, he doesn’t kick them overly hard, or hit them, or yell at them likevarious other people in the movie do. He treats them gently and with respect.

Neither oneof us is a wild child. Ardeth and I… we stick to our personalmoral codes. We have our routines and we don’t stray from them… because webelieve in what we do. If we’re forced outside of our comfort zone, we can geta little bitchy about it (the “Why can’t you people ever keep your feet on theground?” comment comes to mind heh), but sometimes we end up having fun inspite of ourselves (his face on the plane in the first movie, omfg haha). Butwild or Chaotic-aligned things don’t cross our minds to try first, if at all.We look for stable, longterm, sure-thing solutions, rather than quick fixesthat can be reckless and dangerous. Having said that… if we’re pushed, werespond accordingly, and in a pinch, we might throw caution to the wind if we’veexhausted all other options. It’s in our personalities to foster agreat amount of conviction about certain principles in life and the way weconduct ourselves, we hold other people to the same standards, and we don’tunderstand other people when they don’t do the same, heh. Compare that to myother muse, Nuada… who THRIVES on being wild. He NEEDS it, or he goes stir crazyand gets very upset. Excitement and chaos and reveling in freedom works forhim, and it doesn’t for me and Ardeth. We don’t just live rigid lives becausewe believe in them, we live them because we need to. It’s our natures to adherestrictly to our personal codes. Without that anchor, we feel very disorientedand adrift. We don’t really know any other way to function in life. It comes down to a Lawful vs. aChaotic alignment on the morality scale. Nuada can be very lawful to certainpeople, but largely in his life he is Chaotic. About his personal freedom andhabits he is definitely Chaotic. Ardeth and I are Lawful. We thrive on routine,laws, rules, codes, etc. We don’t throw wild parties, haha.

★One way the mun and the museare different. (x3)

Ardeth is Muslim, whereas I am Wiccan. I… know very littleabout the Muslim religion, and so Ardeth is a very challenging muse for me towrite. I could just gloss over his religion, but if I was going to do that, I feelI have no business writing him. He is an incredibly devout soul, and to striphim of that identity would do him an injustice. I was raised Roman Catholic,but by high school I quickly realized that was not at all for me for at least47 different reasons. Now I suppose I would call myself Wiccan based on what Ibelieve, but really I just hold to a few core beliefs and try to be a goodperson. I don’t go nuts with religion at all as far as praying or keeping to aschedule or going to religious meetings or being in any religious groups. Iknow I have a strong moral compass, and I’m an okay person I think, so I juststick with that, heh. But generally, if I had to say what my “god” or “goddess”is, it’s just nature. I just believe I the forces of nature and theinterconnectedness of all things. I believe in the Threefold Law (what you putout into the world you get back threefold) and the general axiom “If it harmsnone, do as you will.” And I mean, this is something I’ve always wondered aboutArdeth, because the muslim religion is a peaceful one. So how does he reconcilewith Allah all the violence that he’s involved in? Sure, it’s for the greatergood, but does that make it okay? I am not familiar enough with Allah myself toknow, really. Maybe he feels it is a necessary personal sacrifice, or one thathe believes in anyway.

Ardethprefers swords or semi-automatic firearms, whereas I prefer a bow and arrows. I have used swords inthe past but honestly, my favorite weapon is my recurve bow. Of course, I onlydo target shooting, but still. Ardeth is… either in your face with swords orstrafing shit with the Thompson, haha. I really like the physical mechanics,beauty, and challenge of the bow. It’s just a lot more fun for me, and frankly,if I was going to use it as a weapon, I wouldn’t have to get up close andpersonal, which is better for my tiny arthritic self who could not overpower afluffy bunny. XD

Ardeth hasa great sense of direction, while I get lost in the stupidest ways. This man can wanderout in the desert BY HIMSELF with NO MAP in the MIDDLE OF NOWHERE… and neverget lost. Because to him, it’s not nowhere, heh. He grew up in that desert. It’shis home. Even with the changing sands, he probably knows every inch of it. Ireally envy that, because… (sigh) I get lost if you just look at me wrong. XD Ican go to the same place every month for years during the day and the firsttime I go there at night? Lost. I can go there every day in sunny weather andthe first time it rains? Lost. All it takes is one wrong turn, one detour, onestore to put its sign in the wrong place, or one tree to get cut down, and boom…Lost, lost, LOST. I get lost… even when using a GPS. -_- I… I am a disappoint.XD So yeah, if I was ever plopped out in the middle of the Sahara, kiss my assgoodbye because I’m NEVER finding my way out, lol.