Eurovision Imagines

Hello! Welcome, this is where I'll publish my imagination. I hope you'll enjoy! Requests are open :)

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Hello Friends

sooo this gal been gone for a while but like...

hit me up if you want anything

esc season has got me like ... fire

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Can I request that second part of Trees and Bees you already talked about in the tags, because I need more of this ship in my life (also your works are fantastic, you deserve so much more attention)

Yeah of course! I think I can post it somewhere this weekend since I’m kind of busy with uni work but it should be good! Also, thank you so much I appreciate that a lot! ❤️

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wHY DID I FORGET ABOUT THIS

I’m seriously so so sorry I know I’m unreliable and annoying

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Can I request that second part of Trees and Bees you already talked about in the tags, because I need more of this ship in my life (also your works are fantastic, you deserve so much more attention)

Yeah of course! I think I can post it somewhere this weekend since I’m kind of busy with uni work but it should be good! Also, thank you so much I appreciate that a lot! ❤️

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Mans and Petra are into each other. Could you write about how they feel when they are dancing together in the dance studio rehearsing for ESC 2016. And after the rehearsal they reminisce about melfest 2009(when they first met and Mans even kissed Petra when he found out he was going to the finals) and confess their feelings to each other. Thank you in advance <3

I posted it!! Hope you still wanted it after all this time. I’m very sorry I didn’t get to it yet, but I hope you like it nonetheless.

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Good old times || Mans Zelmerlöw, Petra Mede

GOOD OLD TIMES || MANS ZELMERLÖW, PETRA MEDE

Hiding their feelings for one another was something they had both become experts at. No one was to know how they felt about the other, especially the other. 

“One more time!” The choreographer yelled loudly, his voice echoing through the dancing studio. 

Both Mans and Petra had had enough of it, but walked back to their starting positions nonetheless. If they wanted this Eurovision edition to be a succes, they had to work hard for it. 

The music had started and they were supposed to be moving with it, but Mans stood quietly. He seemed oblivious to what was going on around him, caught up in his own world. Petra looked at him, trying to figure out what was going on his mind. 

Little did she know, that it was her he was thinking about. 

Lately, she was all he could think about. 

The fact that they were spending almost every minute together to prepare for the show, wasn’t helping him much. 

Petra waved her hand in front of his face, effectively shaking him out of his trans. The choreographer was still yelling on and on at them to take this seriously and not fool around, but they were focused on each other. 

He smiled at her and took her hand, sending electric shocks all over her body. He pulled her with him out of the dance studio and into his own changing room, ignoring every protest coming from the choreographer. 

“I was pretty done with it anyway.” He told her, grabbing a towel and a bottle of water. 

He offered her the other bottle of water. 

“You know,” He starts, “I never thought we would be standing here. Grounds of Sweden, presenting the Eurovision Song Contest.” 

“I never thought I would win it.” He confessed. 

“Well, I did.” She said, “I knew after Melfest 2009.” 

“I didn’t even win that year.” 

“Yeah, so? You didn’t need to win for me to see how much potential you have. Maybe, 2009 wasn’t your year, but 2015 sure as hell was.” 

That seemed to lift his mood. 

“I did get to kiss you that year, so maybe it wasn’t that bad after all.” He said, before realising what it was that he actually said. 

“What?” 

His eyes grew wide, staring at her in shock. “I- I didn’t- I didn’t mean..” 

Suddenly, the expression on her face changed from shock to amusement. “Sure you didn’t.” 

He quickly caught on to her joking manner, and felt embarrassment fade away. 

“You know what? Fuck it. I’ve been meaning to tell you this for so long I’m just going to do it now. But you promise me first, don’t freak out on me, okay?” 

“Yeah, okay.” She said and nodded her head. 

“So, I kinda like you. No, scrath that. I kinda like you a lot.” 

It was silent for a few moments, giving her time to process what that meant. 

“I kinda like you a lot, too.”

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Trees and bees|| Blanche & Kristian Kostov

TREES AND BEES || BLANCHE & KRISTIAN KOSTOV

“Hey Blanche.” Kristian calls for me. He oh-so-conveniently happened to be my neighbour with the tree-planting. 

“Hmm?” 

“I think mine looks better than yours.” He says, eyeing both mine and his own tree, which were now planted and had our names with it. 

I scoff at him, “Definitely not.” I say and place my hand on his arm shortly,  “But you tried.” I say and shoot him a sympathising smile. 

Kristian’s hand flies up to his chest and over his heart, faking to be hurt. “Ouch.”

I do everything not to burst out laughing. 

“Is your ego damaged now?” I ask him. a sarcastic tone in my voice. 

He grins at me. “Certainly not.” 

Right then, interviewers came up to us, asking for a quick chat with Kristian. He agreed and I took my chance to get away.

I was done for today and decided to head back to the hotel, and plan on spending the rest of my day there. 

“Hey Blanche.” I hear his familiar voice call for me once again. 

“You again, Kristian?” I grin at him. 

He throws his arm around my shoulders, “Do you get pleasure out of trying to hurt my feelings?” he jokes. 

“How’d you guess?”

“I don’t know, just a feeling I suppose.” He replies. 

Kristian drops his arm from around my shoulders, “Anyway, do you want to go do something together?” 

I didn’t expect him to ask that, resulting in me standing there and looking at him dumbfounded for a few seconds before I see a huge grin form on his face. 

“Oh, get that off your face.” 

“I do not know what you are talking about.” He says innocently. 

I roll my eyes at him, “Of course you don’t. Anyway, what did you want to go do?” I ask. 

“Eh, I didn’t really think of that yet. Just be ready at 7, I’ll come and get you.” He says and before I can agree or protest, he is already gone. 

I walk back to my own hotel room with a weird feeling in my stomach that I wasn’t able to identify yet. 

I glance at the watch that is on my wrist and see that it’s already 6, meaning that I only had an hour to prepare myself for whatever was coming. 

At exactly 7 I’m done. Only seconds later I hear a knock at the hotel door, and I realise that it must be Kristian. 

“You look nice, miss.” He says once I’ve opened the door. 

“Well, thank you. You too.” I say, and let him lead the way to whereever we were going. 

It ended up being a small and cozy restaurant. 

“I hate to say this, but it’s really nice Kristian.” I tell him, and immediately regret it. The look on his face was enough. “Oh stop that.” 

“I’m not even doing anything.” He defends himself. 

“Oh, whatever. Let’s just go eat dinner.” 

I’m surprised at how easy our conversation was flowing. It almost felt like we were long lost friends and had years of catching up to do. 

“I have more for you, though.” Kristian says as soon as we walk out the restaurant. 

“You do? What is it?” I ask surprised. I had expected that we were going back to our hotel now, but apparently that was not the case. 

“Shh. Just follow me.” He says, not giving away anything. He starts to walk in some direction, and not wanting to be stranded in the middle of a country that I didn’t know, I quickly followed him. 

We walk together in silence for some time, until Kristian speaks up. 

“Who would’ve thought you could have so much fun with me, huh?” Kristian says and hits my shoulder softly. 

“Who says I was having fun though?” 

“Oh come on, don’t go and deny it now. Not a chance in hell you didn’t have fun with me.” 

At this point I, too, couldn’t hold back a smile anymore. Either way, I still wasn’t going to give him what he wanted to hear. “Meh. It was alright.” I say and shrug my shoulders. 

Kristian stops walking, leaving us both standing there at the middle of a bridge, “Alright? You’re calling me alright?” 

“I just did, didn’t I?” I dare him by setting one step into his direction. 

He smirks at me, and mimics my actions, setting one step closer to me. 

“So, just to confirm, you’re saying that tonight wasn’t fun at all?” He says michieviously. 

I nod my head and Kristian decides to get even closer, our bodies almost touching now. “Not even now?” he asks.

I shake my head. 

Kristian wrappes his arms around my neck, moving his head the tiniest bit closer to me. “How about now?”

“No.” I stammer, and instantly get mad at myself for letting him affect me like this. 

He smiles, and moves his head even closer to mine just so are lips almost touch. Any movement from either him or me would make it that they did. 

“I’ll ask one more time,” He starts, “Did you have fun with me tonight?"

Without thinking I nod my head softly, at this point just wanting him to kiss me already. But instead of doing that, he backs away and grins proudly. “See.” he says, “I knew you enjoyed yourself.” 

“Oh fuck you.” I say, and grab the collar of his shirt pulling him closer to me and pressing my lips to his. 

Seemingly surprised by my actions, it takes Kristian a few seconds to react. But then he wraps his arms back around me and moves his lips in sync with mine. 

[ tell me if you want a part two, cause I kind of want to write one ] 

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update

Hi hi, Just wanting to let you know that I'm nearly done with the request that is in my inbox, I'm posting it tomorrow because I really have to go to bed now. I have to get up at 6am tomorrow to start work at 7.15am (it's my first week back at work and I honestly missed it so much. It might sound odd but I did) x n

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aaaa I loved this fanfic! I started crying upon reading the first few lines, this was so adorable, I especially enjoyed the parts with Erics thoughts. Thank you for writing it! :)

thank you so much! I’m so happy you enjoyed it, even though I kept you waiting for so long haha. sorry about that again! 

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After Eurovision Nathan Trent is on a tour around Europe and one day when he's in Spain, he sees Manel (at a restaurant, concert, etc. You decide!) who is crying and upset so Nathan goes and comforts him. Love your writing btw ❤

first, thank you so much! I appreciate that :) and yeah I have it out now, so I hope you like it

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|| Nathan Trent & Manel Navarro

 || NATHAN TRENT & MANEL NAVARRO

Spain was the third country I’d go to so far, and maybe also my favourite. The language was one I’d fallen in love with during the Eurovision journey, and the country itself was almost indescribable. 

Tonight was my first show, and in between interviews and promoting, I had found the time to explore a bit more. My stay during Eurovision had been rushed and left me with too little time to look around.

I walked down the beach, when I spot someone familiar. 

“Hey Manel!” I called out to him, but got no reaction. 

Wait, that is Manel, right? 

I walk closer to where I thought Manel was sitting, and came to the conclusion that it was in fact Manel and I hadn’t just embarrassed myself in front of everyone here. 

Although it sure looked like I did. 

I call his name again, but he doesn’t answer. 

I decide to walk over to him, and that’s when I notice. He’s not his being his happy, bubbly self, but instead, is crying. 

I don’t say anything at first. Partly because I don’t know what to say and partly because I’m not entirely sure he wants me here. 

“Hey, what’s wrong?” I decide to say. 

“It’s nothing.” He eventually says, after he’s wiped away his tears and shot me a fake smile. 

“I don’t want to be rude or anything, but you’re probably not crying over ‘nothing’.“ I say cautiously, not sure of how he will react. 

He doesn’t answer.

“I mean, you don’t have to tell me, but I’m here now.” I say and shrug my shoulders. 

“Yeah, why are you here?” Manel asks curiously. 

I pretend to be offended, “Do you not keep track of my social medias? I’m on my tour across Europe.” 

“Oh crap! I didn’t know Spain was so early on your list. I’m sorry.” he apologises. 

“Yeah, my first show is tonight. You should come.” I offer. 

“Thanks.” he says. “Really.”

“No need to thank me for that, I love having my friends at my shows.” I say and wave it off. 

“Not for that, for, you know.” He says and waves his hands around. 

“Oh.” I say, before I realise what he means, “OH, that, no problem.” I say, and lay one arm over his shoulders. 

“So, you coming tonight?” 

“Of course I’m coming. I’m not going to miss your show here.” He says

“Well, you DID forget that I was going to even be here, so.. you never know.” I joke, and I see Manel smiling. 

“Oh, fuck off you.”

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Eric Saade has a crush on Christer Bjorkman, being around him makes him happy. Maybe a conversation or moment that they have during the voting segment, when it looks like Sweden might win and Eric and Christer are sitting next to each other and Christer is very excited

I’m sorry you had to wait so long for this! but I hope I could at least make up for it, and I hope you like it :)

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Crushing || Eric Saade & Christer Björkman

Crushing || Eric Saade & Christer Björkman

“It’s not going to happen.” I say and shake my head. “There is no chance that we will stay in first place.” 

“Don’t be so negative, Eric.” I hear Christer say. Immediately after I feel an arm draped over my shoulders and I don’t have to look to see whose it is. “Your performance was great, everybody loved it, have a little faith in yourself.”

With every word he speaks, I can feel my face getting more red. 

God, what am I doing?

I mentally yell at myself to get it together, and at that moment Christer drops his arm back to his side. Part of me is sad, part of me relieved. 

“I’m not being negative, it’s called realistic.” I defend myself. 

At that moment Sweden gets another 12 points, and the camera is directed at me. I don’t have time to think, so I just mouth a thank you to the camera and wave the Swedisch flag around until it turns away. 

Christer looks at me. 

“Don’t say anything.” I warn him, already knowing what he wanted to say. 

I told you so.

He puts his hands up innocently, “I’m not.”

The more countries announce their votes, the more sure Christer gets that Sweden will win this year. Or in other words: the more sure he gets that I will win. 

Although Sweden was in second place right now, we weren’t far behind on the first. 

“It’s not happening this year.” I repeated for the umpteenth time. 

“Eric, stop being so insecure. This probably already is Swedens best result since, what, 1999. No matter what place you end up in, this is amazing.” Christer says excitedly. 

I can’t help but smile at how excited he is. “Do you really think so?”

“I wouldn’t say it, if I didn’t mean it.” He replies, and watches the scoreboard, the only thing he was concentrated on. 

Him being the only thing I was concentrated on. The proximity between us didn’t seem to bother him as much as it bothered me, and I couldn’t help but think that my feelings where a lost cause. 

He was never going to like me the way I liked him. 

Christer’s voice shakes me out of my thoughts again, “Look, Sweden is in first place again!” he says excitedly.

I hadn’t even noticed that. 

Our first place didn’t last that long though. Soon enough Azerbaijan and Italy passed us, and we were in third place. It stayed like that until the end of the final. 

After the show has ended and we finally arrived back at the hotel, I stay downstairs instead of going up to my room. 

Christer once again wrapped one arm around me. “This is still great.” he says. 

I raise one eyebrow and look at him sceptically. 

“Really, I mean it.” He says, “This is Sweden’s best result in years. You can be proud of yourself.” 

He releases his arm from around me and pats my shoulder once, before he walks in the direction of the lift to go up to his room. 

Instead of doing the same, I wait until I see one of the other contestants. I ask him to go grab a drink with me, and he does.

So I drank, and I forgot. 

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Thank you for your answer! If you have health problems or if you have to focus on your studies and are too tired to write, then your well-being comes first, so don't worry about the delay, i completely understand.

Thank you! I felt extremely guilty for not getting it done because I literally said that the requests were open so yeah. My exams are over this Tuesday so if I feel good enough I will start writing your request on Wednesday and probably have it out either that same day or Thursday. Hope that’s okay 😌

(ps. your request is so amazing I want to start on it as soon as I can now 😂)

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Hi, I sent a request for a fic around 2 months ago, at first I didn't say anything because I assume it takes time to write one. I don't want to seem pushy, but I wanted to make sure you got the request, as it's possible you might have not gotten it at all.

Hi there! I did get your request so don’t worry about that. It’s just that I’ve been very ill for the past months and on top of that my final exams have started a week ago and these are exams that I cannot miss, so that is why I haven’t been able to write it yet! I’m really sorry about it :( don’t worry, you don’t seem pushy at all, I’d be wondering too. I know I should have explained it in a post but I have been so exhausted constantly, that I haven’t gotten to do it. I’m trying to get your request out as soon as I can!

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Can we still send requests or is this blog inactive?

You can still send in your requests! I’d love that :)

I’ve just not been getting requests so that’s why there haven’t been any posts

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Send in your requests!

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Can I please have 'Sabotage' from the perspective of the lady who was trying to sabotage Eurovision 2015?

Sure thing! 

Sorry it took so long, but it was delayed a bit due to personal problems for both of us. 

I hope you enjoy it nonetheless, and you got a little insight in the mind of our mysterious woman ;)