It took two sessions with a combined total of over eight hours of tattooing to get my Conchita Wurst portrait complete. Reading her book was the only thing that got me through all of the pain and now I couldn’t be happier with the end result. The year Conchita won Eurovision is the year drag took over and changed my life. As a symbol of individuality, tolerance and hope, Conchita helped me become a phoenix rising from my old, isolated persona. I can’t wait to show this to her when I’m in the front row of her Sydney Opera House show tomorrow night. Happy Mardi Gras!
2p!Axis (with 2p!Prussia) and how they would spoil their s/o?
2p! Italy: He would spoil you with a surprise bubble bath. Vanilla scented candles set everywhere in the bathroom. He’d chuckle and recommend you to take your clothes off so you could get in the bath tub with him. He wouldn’t mind if you didn’t want to take your clothes off. He’d pull you into the bath tub either way.
2p! Germany: He would TRY to prepare breakfast for you. Only to fail miserably and end up burning the eggs and wurst. You’d still be happy because he at least tried. You both would clean the mess he did and he’d help you prepare a nice breakfast.
2p! Japan: Well, I think that he’d just go classic and buy your favourite type of flowers. Also, he could give you a massage if you were too tired.
2p! Prussia: This dork would think all day and write a little cute poem for you. He’d be too shy to read it out loud but he’d try. He’d stutter a lot while reading it though.
If you don’t want to type out my whole username when sending me an ask or a message on chat or whatever reason it might be (except tagging me on stuff), then you can just call me “Donut Wurst” for now on if that makes it easier XD