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im sorry, did PEOPLE FORGET WE'RE BOYCOTTING EUROVISION???
people and their "activism" i swear.
boycott eurovision. free palestine. fuck the zionist occupation.
European countries: Thank you Germany for providing us with financial aid and basically paying for everything the EU does. How could we ever repay you?
Germany: You could give us some points at Eurovision
European countries: Absolutely not
Why Europe judges, why are you voting for Sweden's boring song
Serbia have you been listening to love love peace peace? Drummer guy and vaguely traditional
Norway and Finland never disappoint
I missed Nemo in the semis buT OH FUCK YEA SWITZERLAND 🎉🎉🎉🎉
OMG PLEASE I WANT THE NETHERLANDS TO THE FINAL THAT WAS SUCH A BANGER!!!!!!!
O shit Johnny Logan with a cover of Euphoria!!?! And it sounds so good- dare I say better than the original!!!!!
Ok NGL, Australia was pretty dang good! Loved the energy and the lady singer (didn't catch the name :( ) was pretty with a great voice!!
Watching eurovision first semifinal and man did I forgot how meme our song is XD
Watching the Finland - Sweden ice hockey match and the Swedes having a lead stings after Eurovision :')
finns are putting any and all of their green items on sale under the käärijä brand today and it's so cursed
Okay so was just scrolling through your masterlist and saw you write for some Eurovision guys, idc I don't really follow that, but you spelled "Bojan Cvjetićanin" correctly and that's a Serbian name and very hard for a non-native speaker to pronounce/spell so, as a Croatian myself (Croatian and Serbian are pretty much the same language), I gotta ask are you a native speaker bc I am just so interested
Hi!
Yeah, I'm actually Croatian myself so writing all that stuff was just easy for me. 😂
Thank you for the ask, fellow Croatian. 😊🇭🇷
Eurovision Masterlist
✭ - smut
♡ - fluff
➳ - angst
۵ - hurt/comfort
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Jan Rozmanowski/Jann
Gladiator - People find it hard to believe that Jan wrote Gladiator for you and his relationship with you, but once they look in the lyrics a bit better it all makes sense. [♡۵]
Perfection - Once Jan and you reveal your two years of relationship, you get hate comments and feel very insecure. However, Jan isn't having that. [♡۵]
So This Is Love - Jann noticed you randomly during one of his gigs. Eventually, you both realize that you will be competing in Eurovision as you start to date and experience the love you have for each other. [♡✭]
The Muse - Your next job was do design a new costume for a possible Eurovision star, but you never expected to fall in love with anything more than just his performance. [♡]
Pair Skating - Jan didn't have any problem with you switching to pair skating because of your injury... until he does. [♡]
Begging For It - dom!Jann smut [✭]
Birthday Surprises - On the day of your birthday, you just couldn't feel more loved. [♡]
Bojan Cvjetićanin
Ona - Bojan wrote this song about you and preformed it at one of the bands concerts for the first time. Through the song he started to spill his feelings for you for the first time after your breakup and you have a few thoughts. [➳]
Hi can I request another jann rozmanowski x fem (Figure skater reader) Where Jann is jealous of another figure skater talking/flirting with the reader? Really love your work!
Pair Skating | Jan Rozmanowski/Jann
Pairing: Jan Rozmanowski/Jann x reader (figure skater!reader)
Summary: Jan didn't have any problem with you switching to pair skating because of your injury... until he does.
Warning/s: a bit of jealously, PDA, mention of injury, possible grammar and spelling mistakes
Author's note: Here it is! Finally!! So sorry for the long wait. I hope you enjoy this and thank you for your kind comment!🤗❤️
It was hard for both you and Jan at first.
For as long as you rememberd you were always skating solo. Alone. You were one of the best known figure skaters in the world. You won many titles and there were were few people who didn't know your name. Loved and known by many, adored by many, admired by many, envied by many.
Your flexibility, speed and durability are the qualities that got you were you are right know. You were doing it alone and you were doing it good. Amazing even. You could always hear people whispering around you everywhere you went. Leopard, thay called you. Your ability to be fast and strong got you that nickname. And just like leopards, you traveled alone.
But even the best animals in the wilderness have their downs. On one gloomy Saturday morning you were injured during your trainings. You didn't see it coming, nobody did, truth to be told, but it happened. So fast.
You were quickly transported to the nearest hospital and your twisted ankle was at bay.
Jan, your boyfriend, almost had a heart attack. He was in Poland at that time and you knew that not even your convincing words would stop him from taking the plane and flying off to you.
At first it all went fine. Your ankle was recovering pretty quickly and you accidentally felt great. You could stand on your own again and you could walk around normally again. Very soon, you could even run! It was too good to be true. You felt like you were ready to step back onto the ice and your trainer agreed, but on one condition. For the time being, you had to switch to pair skating.
It wasn't going to be for forever! Your trainer insisted on it for your own safety. Until you were completely healed and back in your old condition. You didn't mind it at all! It was perfect. You didn't have to be all alone and you would feel safer with completely healthy skating partner. You weren't the one who had any problems with it. It was Jan who didn't really like the idea of it.
Don't get it wrong here, he actually loved the fact that you would be safe, especially considering your current state because of your injury. He loved the excitement and enthusiasm that you showed every time that was brought up in the conversation. Jan loved the idea of it, actually. Until he didn't. More precisely, up until your new skating partner decided that it would be a good idea to flirt with you.
Jan wasn't someone who gets jealous easily. He came to your training sessions every time you invited him. He was fine with your new skating partner, Liam, and you doing a bit more mature programs and everything. He didn't mind the touches, the holding, the closeness, he was pretty sure that he wouldn't even mind if you just had to kiss Liam because of the performance. Why? Because he trusted you completely and he knew that that would never change. He even had the trust in Liam to not make any moves on you up until one day.
You called Jan to pick you up after your practice because your car was taken by your parent for a day and so you didn't have a way to come home. Jan was delighted to come and get you. He walked into the building, security guard recognized him and let him in. He was walking down the hallway towards the training room.
The moment he walked in he could see you both. Liam and you were talking to each other as you drank your water totally obvious to Liam's pathetic attempts to flirt with you. Jan slowly started to walk towards the two of you, not realizing that he was even moving before he reached you.
"Hello, Liam." Jan greeted with the fire in his eyes as he slung his arm over your shoulders. Liam eyed him a bit, his whole face just radiating "annoyed". Despite of that, he greeted Jan back and continued to mindlessly flirt with you in front of him. You didn't realize what was going on as the conversation kept going. However you could guess what was up as Jan started to touch you in front of Liam more. It started out as him slowly pulling you towards him, then wrapping his arms around you and finally he started to kiss the back of your neck.
"I think it's time to go, my love." Jan spoke up after few more minutes, you still in his arms as he turned to Liam.
"Liam." He nodded at him before pulling you away, but not before kissing you passionately, roughly even, as you exited the training room. Jan was very aware of Liam angrily staring at his back as he took your breath away with the kiss. He couldn't help but to smirk at the thought of it.
"What was that all about?" You asked him as you walked down the hall, holding hands. Not like you weren't aware of what happened, but you just wanted him to say it.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He told you, innocently, but you knew better. One thing was for sure. You weren't going to give up on this.
"On you know." You started to explain, clearly teasing him. "The touches, the neck kisses and that kiss you gave me just a minute ago."
"Oh, that." He stuttered a bit. "It was nothing."
"You were jealous." You finally said it, smirking at the blush on his cheeks. "Weren't you?"
"No, I wasn't." He immediately denied it and your suspicion was 100% confirmed.
You placed both of your hands on his face as you gave him a sweet kiss, nothing similar to the passionate, hungry, even lustful one that he gave you in front of Liam.
"Oh my God, you are SO jealous!"
"No, I am not!!"
would you ever write for kris <3
Hi! I can't believe that I finally found time to answer anon requests. I'm so sorry that I couldn't do it earlier, but I was so busy I practically didn't have any free time. But I'm happy to say that I will try to get around every request.
To answer your question, dear anon, I don't see why not! Sure, I would love to. If you still have an idea, feel free to send a request. Have a great day/night!🤗❤️
Ona | Bojan Cvjetićanin
Pairing: Bojan Cvjetićanin x reader
Summary: Bojan wrote this song about you and preformed it at one of the bands concerts for the first time. Through the song he started to spill his feelings for you for the first time after your breakup and you have a few thoughts.
Warning/s: possible grammar and spelling mistakes, mention of mental breakdown, maybe one curse word, bad breakup.
Author's note: Here is one for out golden retriever beautiful boy. I hope that you enjoy this one! Feel free to send in requests if you want me to make something specific with him. Oh and, btw, here is the translation for this amazing song. Your welcome. 😉
It was so bright out there, it started to hurt your eyes a little bit. You were standing somewhere in the middle of the crowd watching the love of your love. The love of your life... that you decided to let go because you felt like you weren't good enough.
You were attending yet another Joker Out's concert, but it felt different this time. Maybe because Bojan and you weren't together anymore.
Joker Out was here, in Croatia's capital city of Zagreb. This was the next stop for their concert. This is where the two of you met. Right here in Zagreb on a hot, sunny day in a crowded city. In your hometown. In the breathing country where you were born and raised in.
So here you were. In your hometown where Joker Out was performing. The first time that you heard that they will be performing in Zagreb, it felt like someone punched you in the stomach. But then you felt something different, you felt the need to see him again. Even if he doesn't take a notice in you as you stood in the middle of the crowd that was dancing and singing along. So you decided to go.
The moment that they stepped onto the stage you felt like you would cry. You missed them all so much. You somehow found the strength deep in your soul to look at Bojan. And so you did. He was just so gorgeous. He looked even better then when he did on the day that you left him (Lana Del Rey anyone? No? Okay...). He still had long hair, he was tall and just oh, so handsome. You noticed one thing however, his playful and mesmerizing, so radiant, smile or his playful smirk wasn't pressed onto his face like it always was. It worried you, truly. You watched as they got in their possession and as Bojan took the microphone.
"So... for the first song I will be singing something that hasn't been released just yet." He spoke in Serbian (it's actually very similar to Croatian, you know?) as he watched the crowd go wild with excitement as they claped and shouted and screamed with pure joy, with pure excitement.
"This song is also very special to me." He said, his voice was deep as he looked down in what seems to be sadness.
"It's about a very special person about who, I hate to admit it, I didn't get over and I don't think that I ever will." He paused for a moment so he could take a deep breath so he could continue to speak. "I met her right here, actually. In the beautiful Zagreb a year ago and I can honestly say that I fell for her harder then I ever did for anyone." The crowd was cheering, screaming, in excitement as Bojan introduced Joker Out's unrelated song.
"This one is for her." He said as the rest of the bend slowly started to play the chords. You felt your last bit of your breath leave your lungs as you felt tears pricking in your eyes, your vision getting blurry. You couldn't move. You couldn't breathe. You couldn't think.
But once he met your eyes deep in the crowd, where you stood, just as he started to sing, you felt like you were going to collapse.
Hodam opet njenom ulicom
Brutalno se vuče otkad nisam više s njom
Stanem ispod njenog prozora
Jedna njena senka da me spasi očaja
Bojan was walking around the dark cornered alley in the middle of the night. It must have been midnight by now. As he walked, he could see his breath in the cold of the Zagreb's winter, cold night. As he watched his breath become visible in the cold, dark night, he found himself pulling his dark coat closer to himself. It was truly a good attempt to keep himself from freezing.
Before he knew it, he found himself walking along the familiar road. The road that he walked along too many times to count, but right now, he was all alone. He looked up so he could be met face to face with the moon. It was shining so brightly in the middle of the dark night's sky. It was staring right at him, it seemed like it was mocking him. It was mocking his heartbreak and his loneliness. It was mocking him.
Suddenly, as Bojan looked down, he felt like the last breath was knocked out of his lungs. You were skipping along the frozen road, your steps quickly increasing as you went towards your apartment.
He felt like a staker, even though he wasn't one. He slowely started to go after you, something was pulling him towards you. That invisible pull was there again, just like it first appeared when he saw you for the first time.
After a while, you finally came into your apartment. You leaned against the window with a heavy sigh. Bojan could see you from the street and as he watched you he felt like he was suffocating.
Bojan loved you. You know what? Scratch that. He loves you. He longs for you. He wants you to be safe and as he watched you quitly from down below, he once again exposed his pain for the Croatian girl to the moon. To the moon, to the darkes and the cold winter in the middle of the street.
Nisam ni zaslužio da završimo uživo
Jedna poruka i via more
Snegovi u avgustu sad po meni padaju
Dok tebe sunce greje, mi amore
It felt like it was a good day. Truly. Bojan and you went out to get lunch and to explore the city. You were just hanging out together and it felt so good to do it. However, all good things have to come to an end.
Bojan didn't expect it at all. It struck him like a bolt of lightning. Out of nowhere, just when you think the day is going to be beautiful, and it hit hard. Really hard. In fact, it hit so hard it hurt.
"I'm sorry, Bojan. I really don't want to do this, but I think it's for the best if we break up."
That was it. Bojan could still remember those words echoing in his mind even though you never said them out loud. You told him this through text messages and maybe that's why it hurts even more than it would if you told him that to his face.
You loved him so much. You still love him so much that it hurts. Joker Out was starting to be a big band that has so much potential, and with that came so much more fame. You just didn't want to be in the way. You felt like you weren't good enough for him. You felt like he could do, and deserves, so much better than you. You were so happy with him, in fact, you were happier than you have ever been. But you didn't want to be in the way. So you made a hard choice.
Nobody could ever know, nobody could ever describe the pain, suffering and all that misery that you felt that day. That miserable feeling you felt when you pressed that little "send" button on your phone. As you watched the message being sent, you cried so much that it felt like you were going to collapse. After that you cut all of the contacts with him.
It was for his own good, that's what you told yourself. It's what you always told yourself as you broke down in the middle of your bedroom floor.
Znaj, bebo, znaj
Celu noć sam plakao zbog tebe
Taj osećaj
Da za mene živo ti se jebe
Ubija me
Bojan felt like a part of his soul was ripped away from his body as he read that message over and over again. He cried so much it started to hurt. He has never felt this way before. He hated to admit it, but he has never loved anyone as much as he loves you. It was intoxicating, but most of all it was painful and infuriating.
It lasted too long. Jan didn't know what to do anymore. Bojan just kept on crying, he was crying for so long, in fact, it was already dark outside. Jan was afraid that something was going to happen to him if he doesn't do something. And quick. It looked like Bojan wasn't breathing anymore. His broken soul didn't allow him to take a break, even just so he could breathe.
So Jan panicked and before he knew it, he was calling you up. He watched Bojan from the other room as the grip on his phone tightened. He found himself silently begging you to pick up your damn phone and answer him.
And so you did. After the millionth ring and after about two hundred messages later. You picked up the phone.
Jan told you everything. You were crying before he called you and it took everything in your power to not break down while being on the phone call with Bojan's band mate and your friend. You were practically kicking yourself for your decision, but there wasn't much that you could do.
From that day on, Jan tried everything in his power to get you two to at least meet. And for the first time, in a very long time, he succeeded. He managed to convince you to come to their concert.
In the city where you met.
Znaj, bebo, znaj
Celu noć sam plakao zbog tebe
Taj osećaj
Da za mene živo ti se jebe
Ubija me
Ubija me
As Bojan sang the last few chords of the song, he never broke the eye contact. You felt a few tears betraying you as they ran down your cheeks. Before you knew it, you found yourself whispering the words for which you barely found the strength to say.
"Celu noć si plakao zbog mene." You said, practically out of breath. It felt like you were kicked in your stomach as he continued to hold your gaze. You felt more tears as you found yourself repeating the words you just said.
"Celu noć si plakao zbog mene..." You couldn't do this to yourself anymore. You couldn't do this to him anymore. It was too much. The pain and suffering was getting out of hand.
You had to fix this.