#music contests

[stone-cold-groove]

You could make $30,500 with that song that left the music heavies cold. The 1975 American Song Festival promo ad.

[giovanicomposer]

The Tesla Case_ Film music contest 2024 _FFM003

One of my recent works ...

[mysharona1987]

[sexypeople-contests-2025]

Art of Poseidon by Neal the Illustrator seriously guys go check out their YouTube channel

[kropotkindersurprise]

May 2024 - With Eurovision coming up, and the fascist state of Israel being allowed to pinkwash their genocide of the Palestinian people once again, let's remember Icelandic anti-capitalist band Hatari who showed their support for Palestine in 2019 when Eurovision was being held in Tel Aviv, and were fined for it (€5000,- lmao). Later that same month they brought out the pro-Palestinian song Klefi / Samed (صامد) together with Palestinian artist Bashar Murad.

anyway, the BDS movement is calling for a boycott of Eurovision 2024!

[tsuchinokoroyale]

Bedhead 🐮👅

[bruciemilf]

Aphrodite: Mama didn't raise no bitch, we keep going

Ares: No no no, mama raised a bitch, let’s go

Hephaestus: Mama didn't raise nobody actually, my mom was absent

Ares: Oh my god-

Aphrodite: [Wheeze]

[euroconfessions]

Muting audience is the WORST decision they did this season 🫤

[xbugs]

Distraction

Lukas x Reader

fluff

reverse comfort

massage

romantic

established relationship (I think)

I'm sorry to any poor soul actually reading this - this was written at like 1 am while I was very tired so this probably has no depth whatsoever.

1.4k words - one shot

This is almost like a test fic but I still hope you enjoy it! :) Also there are like almost no fics so gotta rectify that. If you're interested in an Alanas fan fic please check out my friend @milk-bby

The streets of Vilnius bustled as you ran down the paved streets, the trams and traffic passing you in your peripheral vision. The plastic bag grasped between your fingers rustled quietly from your fast paced steps. You looked around to make sure you turned the correct streets in the bustling city. You were still getting used to the intricately laid out streets of Vilnius having moved to live in the cityscape a few months back. It was late spring and the humidity prophesied incoming rain and the clouds swirled in multiple shades of grey. You looked around diligently before lightly jogging across the street to cross, nearing your location. You were supposed to bring Lukas lunch, even if he didn’t know that. You had decided to do so and he would have to deal with it. 

Eventually, the familiar studio came into view as you traversed the streets. You walked towards the glass door with the white lettering engraved into it to signify passerbys of the studio's name. You stepped inside, relieved to hide from the brewing rain and hustle and bustle of the city, politely greeting the receptionist that took care of all the studio bookings. She didn’t question your arrival, smiling politely, having seen you around a few times in the past. Almost as if on instinct or muscle memory you made your way up the steps, heading to the hallway with studio doors and busy artists. As you paused outside of a familiar door faint music filled your ears, familiar beats and guitar strums quietly filtering through the soundproof foam on the walls inside. 

Once the music came to a stop, signifying a break or an end of a song, your knuckles rapped on the door. There was some shuffling inside before the door opened and a familiar figure met your eyes, a mix of blonde and brown streaks falling in front of his blue eyes, the familiar eyebags that seemed to always linger mimicking yours. He looked surprised to see you, almost like you were the uninvited kid at a birthday party. After an almost ritualistic and usual staring contest he shifted out of the way to let you into the studio cabin, his demeanour easing up. You automatically looked around, feeling overwhelmed by all the buttons and dials, almost as if you were in a spaceship of some sorts. 

“What are you doing here.?” He murmured, an overworked hand running through his hair that seemed to constantly fall in front of his eyes. You jokingly considered buying him hair clips as a joke. 

“I brought lunch.” You replied, glancing over at him, your voice matter-of-fact. You held up the bag in your hand, the food sealed behind the white rustling plastic.

His gaze seemed to almost immediately soften with gratitude, his lips parting for a moment before he spoke. “You didn’t have to..” He muttered. “But what did you bring?” He followed up almost instantly. You definitely had to.

You smiled, almost slyly, but not all the way there. “Koldunai. Kepti.” 

Without missing a beat he pulled up a chair for you, silent gestures of kindness. The two of you sat down as you unravelled the styrofoam food box with the fresh dumplings inside. You carefully handed it to him along with a plastic fork. He rushed a thanks before making sure the sauce was adequately mixed with the dumplings, trying not to drop any. 

“They smell good, thanks.” He stated before beginning to poke through the shell of the dumplings and eat, careful not to drop any. “We’re not really supposed to eat in here.” He said with a sense of defiance in his tone, eliciting a chuckle from your lips. 

You watched him eat for a while, ready to offer a napkin at moments notice. Your elbow rested against the empty ledge of the table of buttons, eyes trailing his form. He did offer you some but you insisted you had bought it for him. In reality you may have grabbed a small snack on the way to the studio. You even discarded his trash for him as the moment he was finished he was back in work mode. You huffed before stretching and moving to stand behind his seat, watching him work over his shoulder.

”I can’t concentrate if you’re staring.” He said in a passing whisper, his hands typing away on his keyboard.

”Well, maybe I don’t want you to work.” You retorted, a few wind tousled strands of hair falling in front of your eyes. Lukas let out a soft breathy chuckle, slightly rolling his eyes at your statement. 

“You never do.” He reminded you, his words playfully chastising. “That’s why I usually don’t let you in. You’re a distraction.” 

You playfully nudged his shoulder, not enough to cause any harm if he were to press the wrong button. “Take a break.” You urged, voice half playful and half serious. He scoffed playfully, glancing up at you momentarily.

A soft hum left your lips, ignoring his dismissal of your urgency. Your hands gently ran over his shoulders, attempting to soothe the tense muscle under his greyscale shirt. He tensed for a moment before his shoulders started to relax and drop down, occasionally shifting into the pattern of your hands. He let out a satisfied grunt as your hands moved from his shoulders and up his neck before tangling into his bleached hair. “Maybe I can take a small break..” Lukas said quietly before his eyes fluttered closed, his frame leaning back into the seat, almost moving it side to side on its spinning mechanism. 

A satisfied smile graced your lips as he gave in, that’s usually how it went. Your hands moved through his hair, fingers brushing his scalp in a combing manner, almost like the calm waves of Palanga when you visit in the late summer evenings. You watched in relief as his features softened, relieved with the chance of a break amidst the chaos of work and deadlines. “See? It’s not that bad.” You teased quietly, not wanting to ruin the calm.

He nodded weakly, his eyes peacefully shut and lips ever so parted. You leaned a little closer, lips brushing against his neck in a ghosting manner. He hummed in recognition but didn’t attempt to stop you. The dim lighting in the studio added to the calming atmosphere, the foam padded walls eliminating any hustle and bustle from the outside. It could’ve started raining by now and you just wouldn’t know, lacking the pitter-patter on the nonexistent glass panes. Your hands left his scalp, moving back to rest on his shoulders, thumbs massaging the tense muscles. Your lips moved up to his jaw, the pressure of your lips holding more weight now, proper kisses. His hand reached up, finding one of yours on his shoulder before tangling his fingers with yours, his hand giving yours a grateful squeeze. 

“You always do this..” He complained with no real malice, his hair tousled from your hands combing through it moments before. 

You gently pulled your lips away, fingers still intertwined with his. “Do what.?” You played innocent, managing to hold back an incriminating smile as you hovered behind him.

“I’m not even going to argue with you.” Lukas retorted, rolling his eyes playfully. Not wanting to ruin the relaxing sensation of the moment between the two of you. 

“You wouldn’t win anyway.” You huffed with pride in your eyes, watching as his hand holding yours shifted.

He raised an eyebrow in disbelief, words stunted at your playful audacity for a moment. He raised your hand to his lips, placing a kiss to your knuckles before glancing up at you. “Do you want me to pretend I didn’t just hear you say that?” He teased, a smug smirk on his lips as he let go of your hand.

Your fingers gently twirled a strand of his hair around them gently, the motion slow and soft, the blonde perfectly swirling around your skin. “Yes, please..” You muttered, letting him inflate his ego for a moment.

You didn’t mind. You never did.

[mint-chocolate-flakes]

I think Liir and Callie would’ve been friends

Doodles cuz art block

All I know about Liir is that he got his mom’s bisexuality. Idk how to draw him either

I am also tripping balls rn

[daaedoodles]

the only thing you wanna do is…

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Bye mom, bye dad Meow, cat, please, meow back Don't cry, just dance Rim-tim-tagi-digi-dim-tim-tim

[teatune]

To everyone who decided to boycott Eurovision because of Israel's participation, don't do that

Like, if everyone that doesn't want them to win doesn't vote and everyone who wants them to does, they're gonna win

[someawesomeamvs]

Warning: Potential spoilers, violence

Title: Cheesecake

Editor: DrPenguin

Song: Do It All The Time

Artist: I DON'T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

Anime: Delicious in Dungeon

Category: For fun

[euroconfessions]

suggested by anon ✉️

Send a link so I can add it in the post! Thank u 🤍

[tavi-time]

Wanted to challenge myself to make a baseball themed glam with vanilla items (excluding the bat and baseball obv lol) and actually love the end result so much !!! yes I listened to baseball organ music on repeat while making it