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bowenandjohnson · 3 years

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Hi Sarah 🙋‍♀️

Well, since you asked... 😉 Can you rate your favourite “Sanas”? & perhaps could you include both Imaan and Esra (🇳🇱) in the ranking? 👼 (since Esra was in a sense also a Sana and she’s soo precious! 😻)

Thanks in advance! 💐

Love,

anonacht 🌃

P.S. Yes, I’m everywhere! 😈 Only friendly fire though! 💚

P.P.S. “nacht” = the Dutch word for night! 🤓 And it’s still a shame skamNL never moved beyond season 2! 😭

Hello, Twitter anon aka anonacht :) I love you too (also thanks for putting up with me on Twitter, because I am insufferable, at least to myself lol)

Thank you for indulging me, and requesting my Sana ranking.

1. sana bakkoush - skam

It’s kind of sad that no other Sana season has been able to top the original, at least in my opinion. But Sana Bakkoush deserves this crown, because she is a character who redefined Muslim representation onscreen. Iman Meskini was such a force in her season, and everything Sana felt, she managed to make me feel like that too. When she cried, so did I. When she was angry, I was pissed, and so on. I love her and her Yousef so, so much. She is everything, honestly. I hope Sana is out there, being a doctor and revolutionizing medicine as we know it.

2. amira naybet - skam espana

Ooh, okay. I know a lot of people won’t agree with me on this one, and that’s fine! Amira Naybet means the world to me. Like literally, she is my comfort character. As I began this past fall semester as a junior in college during a freaking pandemic, she and Hajar Brown took my heart and ran with it. I personally love that she was also the Jonas in Cris’ season, as it gave her so much depth before her season aired. Ultimately, I agree that her season was flawed, and I definitely think that her season needed actual Muslim writers involved, and not just consultants. Her season production was also hindered by the pandemic too, which sucks, because I think a whole episode was cut from her season, and there was a lot of rewriting in the back half so they could meet COVID guidelines. But overall, I’m glad the writers tried to be different with their Sana and change some things up. I still love Amira, and I do love her relationship with Dani (although I will never understand that Al-Queda joke in his first clip, it feels like a misguided attempt at Spanish humor that did not translate well at all). And I’m glad Hajar felt safe and secure with this team and was happy with Amira’s story, given the circumstances. (ps: she deserved the full nine episodes, I don’t care what Movistar thinks.)

3. amira thalia mahmood - druck / zoya ali - skam austin

AMIRA THE SECOND. I love her too. I especially liked that she was technically the first Girl Squad member introduced in Hanna’s season, instead of Miss Mia. I liked that change. I also love the friendships she had with Matteo and David, and that Matteo was saved as “idiot” in her phone. She was truly a queen. Mohammed is also a king, one of my favorites. I also liked that Druck also tried to change some things and make their Sana season more relevant, with the Christchurch references and setting her season outside of Ramadan. But sadly, like Amira N.’s season, it failed to really delve into the racism that Amira had dealt with in the GS from Kiki. If Nadia was able to apologize well, I don’t understand why Kiki couldn’t have done the same thing. Again, I feel that her season needed Muslim writers to really delve into these issues. Also, the whole eight episodes thing? Dumb. They could have delved more into Mohammed’s immigrant experience and Amira reintroducing him to Islam, etc. Why can’t Amiras just get their full seasons for once?

Onto Zoya, who sadly didn't get her season, but I feel like she was a great character, perhaps closest to the Sana from OG in terms of characterization. She was “no bullshit,” but also the fiercest, loyal friend out of the Austin GS, besides maybe Jo, who really had Kelsey’s back at the end of s2. I feel like we really missed out on seeing her story, as she was a Muslim teen living her high school experience under a Trump presidency and a Muslim travel ban (that’s now thankfully been repealed). I loved that she got Prom Queen in s2, but I hate that literally everyone dropped the ball when it came to supporting her. The GS basically ignored the locker graffiti aka a literal hate crime? *cough cough* hire POC and Muslim writers. She was a queen though, like all Sanas who came before her.

4. esra aydin & imaan elami - skam nl

Imaan was cool, I enjoyed her entrance in s1, which I rewatched just for this ranking. Her little car? The music? I love it! It sucks that she was absent for chunks of s1, but apparently the actress had personal issues, which is why she did not return for s2. Understandable. Long reign her entrance clip.

ESRA! I loved her! I’m so glad that after Imaan’s exit that they decided to cast another Muslim woman for Linn. I love her, I loved her relationship with Ralph and the other characters, and I have a feeling that Skam NL’s season 4 would have been about her. An Esra season would have been great because it would have given us an young adult main outside of high school, and probably further depth into the Esklid character. Again, pour one out for Skam NL :(

5. imane bakhellal - skam france

Imane seems cool. I haven’t watched much of Skam France outside of s3, parts of s6, and s7, which is currently airing. I’ve been wary to watch her season, because I’ve heard about her having to apologize to the GS, and things dealing with Ingrid and her brother... and Sofiane actually dating Manon???? Like, WHAT. IS. GOING. ON. Her Yousef seems cute but dumb. But otherwise, Assa is really pretty and really supportive of her fellow Sana counterparts on Insta, which has endeared her to me. And due to that fact, I will defend Imane to the ends of the earth, and I will watch her season eventually. I promise.

6. yasmina ait omar - wtfock

Yasmina is still a bit of a mystery to the audience, I think. But I do plan to watch her season, if only for Nora Dari, who is very pretty. Bel!Yousef, treat her right!

7. sana allegui - skam italia

No words needed.

#skam #skam españa #druck #skam france #skam austin #skam nl #anti skam italia #skam rankings #you ask i answer

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lilacpotter · 3 years

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Two hearts in one home

Isak watched the TV tediously. His eyes barely fluttering as a scene from an old 90’s played on the screen. His shoulders were tense, and his jaw clicked every now and then because of him grinding his teeth absently. There was an unknown kind of strain to the silence in the flat.

He shifted himself on the couch, his chest hinting at a dull ache as he did so. And he sighed, trying to ease the uncomfortable feeling there which had taken shelter since that morning.

That bright morning when he got the dreadful notification.

He sighed again, longer this time. And jerked suddenly when he heard the front door opening.

It was only Even though. Only him. His flatmate.

His only flatmate.

But hell, he didn’t have to be this gorgeous.

Isak watched Even stumble into the house with messy hair and a strong smell of coffee that followed along after him. Even worked at a coffee shop. As a barista.

“Oh hey, Isak.” Even greeted with that smile that always turned Isak into a soft mush from the inside.

“Hi,” Isak squeaked back, and sat a bit more straighter, bringing his legs closer. He was suddenly more nervous than before.

As he everyday was, whenever he had to talk to Even, or even look at him. At his eyes. Which were the reflection of a perfect spring sky.

How was he always so happy? Always smiling?

Even proceeded to remove his wrist watch and walk past him, giving Isak another smile as he did so.

The next few minutes saw Isak silently observing the sound of shower turn on, the voice of water drizzling. And he sighed. Why did he pine after Even so much?

Because he looks beautiful. Because he treats you so well. Because he is the man of your literal dreams.

Isak groaned silently. He was suddenly thankful for Jonas and his friends not suspecting his crush on Even.

Isak had moved into this flat eight months ago.

Before that, Even and his girlfriend lived here- like an actual couple. Until they then started having fights frequently and his girlfriend moved out.

Isak didn’t know much about her, but he heard that Even and her had broken up a month he after had moved in.

Even and him never talked that much. Their talks always consisted of how their day went, how they were doing. Isak knew Even was in Uni first year, and Even knew Isak was still in school. But they never exchanged anything more than that. Isak hadn’t even known what Even majored in, he got to know it from a very embarrassing amount of time that he spent stalking Even on the net.

Though they had never properly sat and exchanged conversations, there were moments which Isak couldn’t explain himself. Like the time when Even spotted him at a random party making out with a guy, and they both had stared at each other for such a long time with an unknown intensity that Isak’s hookup snapped at him for paying zero attention and left him. Or the time when Even introduced himself as Isak’s boyfriend to the douche at the bar who was trying to forcefully hit on Isak.

Isak couldn’t understand. What made Even do all this?

Isak hid himself in the room the first couple of months he arrived here, because he couldn’t stand all the butterflies that materialized in his tummy every time Even smiled at him. He couldn’t stand how his knees felt like giving out whenever Even and him stumbled into each other in their little flat, or how he blushed bright red whenever Even accidentally touched his hand while handing out the dishes or things. It was unfair.

He used to catch Even sneak glances at him every now and then. Or share his leftover dinner whenever Isak was too tired to make himself something to eat. Or making sure that Isak was always comfortable around the flat. And it made Isak feel like exploding out in happiness. It made him hope there could be something between them. Something more.

But then, he watched as Even started disappearing off at nights, not making it home for several days and returning back home tired. And Isak wondered if he was seeing someone. He often heard a young female voice coming from the inside whenever he walked past Even’s room late at night or in the afternoons during weekends. There would even be little notes left on the kitchen table next day, stuck on the fridge or by the front door with loopy handwriting, addressed to Even. Isak never read them. They weren’t for him.

Even was probably seeing someone. Who wouldn’t want to date someone who looked like that?

And it hurt. A lot. At first.

But then, Isak got used to it gradually. Got used to Even skipping dinner and nights at their home- their flat. His heart kept aching. How was he so foolish? How could he even expect? Even wasn’t into him. Could never be. It was all just fun. Even could never like him that way. Isak ignored the sneaky glances or shy smiles that were directed at him from then on. Whatever. Even didn’t mean them that way.

“Isak, you didn’t have dinner?” Even’s concerned voice broke Isak out of his reverie. And he looked around to find Even standing by the kitchen door, a hand at his hip.

“Uh, no. No, I didn’t.” Isak stammered, flushing.

Even pulled his eyebrows together before walking in towards where Isak was sitting. He placed his hands on the cushion’s top and leaned in. They were so close.

“Why didn’t you?” Even asked, looking worried. “Are you feeling alright?” He made a move to touch Isak’s forehead but Isak moved back quickly away from him.

Even’s face dropped at that, and he took his hand back with a ‘sorry,’ and god, Isak was such an ass, wasn’t he?

“Uhm, yeah. I’m alright.” Isak said quickly. “Just nervous I guess.”

Even frowned. “Nervous?”

“Uhm, yeah. I am getting my final’s results tomorrow morning.” Isak shrugged, looking down when he realized he had been lost in Even’s eyes again.

Even looked thoughtful for a moment. “I see.” Then, “Would you like to eat something now though?”

Isak could explode at their proximity. Even’s face was so close to him, they could kiss.

“Yes,” Isak replied, dizzy, then watched Even’s lips quirk into a smile as he moved away from him, breaking whatever spell was on till now.

“I’m going to make dinner for us both. And you are not stopping me this time.” He beamed before disappearing off into the kitchen, leaving Isak dumbstruck.

Twenty minutes later, Even reappeared with two plates of delicious looking chicken and waffles. Damn.

“Here,” Even handed him over the plate and sat beside him. Beside Isak.

“For me?” Isak asked, impressed at the food and its smell. He sniffed the air around like a mouse, making Even chuckle in amusement.

“Of course. Dig in.” Even beamed, taking a bite of his own.

The food smelled delicious, so delicious that Isak’s mouth watered embarrassingly for every bite he took and he almost moaned out loud at the taste. Holy shit.

The first couple of minutes were filled with pure awkwardness. Both of them remained silent, occasionally glancing at each other and then looking away with a small smile. They both sat there like two tensed up statues, and Isak kept biting his lip every now and then, internally making up a whole imaginary conversation with Even.

What was he supposed to say. The food is great? Fuck no, that wouldn’t be enough. I love your food?

Nah. That sounds stupid. Isak would never say that.

How are you? But it was all they ever asked each other.

But then, Even spoke, rescuing Isak from his internal panic.

“So,” He started, glancing at Isak shyly. Why did he look shy? “Finals, then?”

Oh.

Isak had almost forgotten about that.

Almost.

“Yes,” he said, biting his lip nervously. He watched Even follow the moment out of the corner of his eye. “The results are tomorrow. I think I did alright.”

Even hummed to himself, nodding. And Isak waited for him to ask what he was studying. Everyone’s next question was always that. What do you study? And when Isak replied with Biophysics, their reaction was always the same. Wide eyes, and impressed faces. Sometimes Isak wondered if all those people who kept hitting him up every now and then only talked to him because he was a smart ass. No, what the fuck, Isak. Who calls themselves a smartass?

Isak was used to those questions, so that’s why, when Even’s next words were, “I used to see you around the campus, you know. Last year.” his eyes practically bulged out of their sockets.

“Uh what?” He said, dumbfounded.

Even laughed at his reaction, melting Isak from the inside. “Yes, I was a third year at your school last year. I transferred schools because uh, of some stuff.” He shrugged. “And redid my third year media studies at your school.” He looked to Isak with a smile.

What the fuck.

“The fuck?” Isak spluttered. “How did I not notice you?” With a face like that.

Even laughed again, fondly as if Isak was being precious. His eyes crinkled. “Well, you were always pretty nose-deep into your science books. Of course you couldn’t see me.” He said. “You were a nerd then.” He added. “You still are, always holed up in your room.”

Isak couldn’t believe this. “I’m not a nerd!” He protested instead, feeling outraged and smiling at the same time.

“Yes, you are. What’s wrong in being a nerd?” Even challenged him with an eyebrow raise. He looked ridiculous. The hell was happening?

“Everything!” Isak said. “Nerds are not cool. I am the coolest. I can’t be a nerd.”

Even shook his head, grinning. “Yeah, sure.”

“What? You don’t believe me?” Isak asked. “I am the master of being cool. Ask my friends.”

“Okay, Mr. Cool,” Even laughed, clutching his stomach, and Isak flipped him off with an affronted grin.

“Fuck off.”

“sorry” another laugh. Holy fuck.

Isak couldn’t believe this.

“You have something on your mouth.” Even pointed out with his finger.

They both were practically touching each others’ sides by now. A while had passed, and Isak was feeling very relaxed by now. Like a cat relaxing on a soft cushion. He could purr out loud.

Maybe it was Even’s aura that calmed him down, or maybe it was because they had been talking a lot, bantering. Whatever it was, Isak was feeling oddly comfortable. He wished he could always attach himself to Even wherever he went, like the child of a hydra, or a like viscum album, the parasite.

Isak turned his face up to Even, not that he hadn’t been staring at him till now from the corner of his eye, but Isak had a reason to actually look at Even’s face now, without it being creepy.

“Oh,” he whispered, and rubbed the back of his palm across his mouth to wipe whatever it was. “Has it gone?”

Even was still looking at him, at his lips. “Uh, no. Wait.” He leaned in forward and brought his thumb to Isak’s lips. Isak held his breath. Oh. Even wiped the corner of Isak’s lip gently, and while he did so, their eyes met again, and there was an unknown feeling to Even’s blue eyes. They almost looked longing, a bit sad maybe. Before Isak could properly decipher what it meant and catch his breath, Even pulled his thumb away.

“It was sauce.” He said, wiping it on a tissue.

Isak licked his lips. “Oh, thanks,” he said, shy all of a sudden.

For some reason, Even’s face looked red, flushed. Why?

“You have nice lips.” He said, glancing at Isak’s lips once more.

Wha- Isak choked on his food, and his throat burned. Even shifted closer immediately to pat him on the back.

“Shit, are you okay? Do you need water?”

Isak shook his head at his worried tone. “N-no. I’m okay. Just.” You can’t just blurt out things to me like that.

Isak calmed down few minutes later, and Even was still watching him. A guilty look on his face.

You have nice lips.

Isak kept repeating it in his mind like a mantra, to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. You have nice lips. Even had just said that to him. Isak blushed.

You have nice lips too.

“So, is the food okay?”Even asked a few minutes later, and not until a few seconds after did Isak realize he had been staring at Even till now.

Fuck. He looked down to his plate, blushing again. “Uh, yeah. It’s awesome.”

Even smiled. “Yeah?”

Isak gave a nod to him before taking another bite. “Not better than what I make for myself everyday though.” He shrugged.

“Oi,” Even widened his eyes dramatically. “Liar.”

Isak scoffed. “Liar? Me? What are you talking about?”

“You are comparing this to a buttered toast?”

“Fuck you. It tastes alright. Besides, I can make so much more.” Isak argued back playfully.

“Oh yeah? Like what?” Even shifted bit closer, his hand falling beside Isak’s.

“Why should I tell you?” Isak muttered, flustered.

“See? You can’t even lie to make up yourself. Not cool, Isak.” Even shook his head as if he was disappointed.

Isak wanted to scream. “Fuck off.”

“Just accept I make better food.” Even said, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Never.” Isak bit back. But he was grinning too.

“We should have a challenge someday then,” Even suggested, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, we should.”

“You will lose. Really badly.” Even warned him, and Isak felt Even’s hand shift a little beside his’. Their pinkies were touching each other.

“I will show you by winning then,” Isak shrugged. And he moved his hand a little too, tentatively, trying to gauge Even’s reaction when he laced their little fingers.

Even’s face showed none, and even if he did notice it, he was very good at keeping a straight face.

“Isak, you are living a lie if you think you will win.” Even teased him, shifting a bit more closer. Isak’s pulse raced.

“Okay, then. Let’s see during the day of challenge.” Isak raised his chin slightly, not too much as to convey something else to Even. Just enough to show that he was being smug, not asking for a kiss.

Even gave him a brief shrug. “Alright then. Prepare to lose. I’ll fix the date soon.” He said with a grin.

Isak nodded back.

Somehow, the thought of Even seeing that mysterious someone felt foreign to him now. Maybe it was just something Isak had made up in his head. Maybe she wasn’t his girlfriend. Maybe.. maybe she was his ex? There were so many possibilities, and Isak felt at peace for once. He couldn’t really tell the reason why, but his heart felt full.

And if both their fingers were laced tightly an hour later, their linked hands resting on the tiny space between them, then no one needed to talk about it, or even acknowledge it for that matter.

They could just carry on their conversation without making a big deal of it.

“How did you know I didn’t have dinner?” Isak suddenly asked out of blue.

Isak had no idea how or when this happened, but somehow him and Even both were almost on top of each other now, the plates were empty and Isak had his head on Even’s shoulder. On his shoulder. The taller boy meanwhile had his arm around Isak’s back casually. They both were almost snuggling on the couch lazily.

It had been what? Three hours? Four hours? Isak had no idea, all he could see and hear was Even, Even, Even. He was drunk on Even’s voice and gazes.

They talked about Isak’s classes, teachers, friends, and the silly jokes. About Even’s projects at Uni, cooking and parents. They mulled about their interests, passions, theories.

Isak told him about the parallel universes and the conversation turned dark until Even broke the tension off by promising to make a movie on them both with a stupid title.

They wrestled when Even kept teasing Isak about his sneaking off to his room with a blush on his cheeks everyday as soon as Even entered home every evening. Home. Not flat.

They laughed together when Even shared that he secretly liked gabrielle’s music and danced to it every chance he got.

They had talked so much that Isak barely recognized himself before this evening. Why did he avoid Even till now? With every banter they had, Isak felt himself only falling deeper for this boy. For this ridiculous, handsome, dorky boy.

Even looked into his eyes with a smile, tilting his face, and Isak could feel Even’s breath hitting his cheek lightly.

“Because the groceries you bought for yourself yesterday remained intact.” He replied.

“You checked my shelf?” Isak frowned.

“No, you kept them in the fridge, remember?” Even pointed out.

And oh, yes Isak remembered. How did Even know about where he kept his groceries? Did he always observe him? Fuck.

Isak blushed.

“I might have snooped in a bit through the dishes too.” Even continued. “I apologize for this uh, but I have this habit of checking up every night if you had dinner or not.” He added timidly.

You make sure I have dinner every night?

Fucking hell.

Isak wished he could kiss him right then and there. He was the man of his dreams, life, everything.

“I wish I could kiss you.” He blurted out to Even all of a sudden.

Silence. A painful pause.

One, two, three..

The seconds ticked by and both of them stared at each other as silent as a rock. Isak’s mouth was shut with shock.

The horror dawned upon him. He had just said that. Fuck.

What the fuck, Isak. Just what the hell!

“No, uh, no, I didn’t mean that! I wasn’-” Isak lifted his head off Even’s shoulder abruptly, his face a bright red as he stumbled on his own words. “Sorry, shit, fuck. I didn’t mean-”

“-You didn’t mean to say that?” Even cut him off with a look that couldn’t be deciphered by Isak.

“What?” Isak said, dumbfounded.

“You didn’t mean to say those words to me?” Even said again, his face was somehow much, much closer than before, and it was getting very hard for Isak to breathe.

“uh, no, no? No!” Isak shook his head intensely. “Of course not. I didn’t mean to, I’m so sorry! I’m just stupid. I never meant to- Fucking hell!”

He paused his garbling for a second and just looked. He gasped when he realized Even was this close to him. So close. Isak couldn’t help but glance at his lips every now and then.

When he noticed Even doing the same while licking his lips, he felt butterflies in his tummy. What.

Were they.. Were they going to kiss now?!

Isak shivered from his head to toe embarrassingly.

No, this couldn’t be happening. Even wasn’t into him. What the hell. Was Isak having hallucinations?

Even’s eyes darted from Isak’s eyes to his lips, and was that a blush on his cheeks?

They both were breathing heavily, beads of sweat forming on each others’ foreheads. And Even leaned in much further into his space.

Shit. Isak gulped. They were going to kiss. Even was going kiss him. Gosh.

Even leaned into him, closer.

How? Why? What was happening? All these questions flew out of Isak’s mind the moment he could lightly touch Even’s chapped lips.

They were about to kiss, and Isak was just about to taste the sweet skin of Even’s lips when the taller boys’ phone rang. Loud and breaking the dead silence like a glass shattering to pieces when falling to the floor.

They broke apart suddenly with a gasp, and Isak could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He and Even stared at each other for a beat too long before the taller boy turned away to find his phone.

“Marie?” Even said, blinking excessively and Isak watched him from his place. His face was hot, and he knew he must have turned red. Fucking hell.

They were about to kiss. Kiss.

“Oh, shit.” Even muttered, checking the time on his watch. Isak did too. It was past eleven thirty.

Who was Marie?

In the dead of silence, Isak could hear the light voice of the female speaking on the other line. And it sounded similar though Isak couldn’t understand the words.

Isak’s pulse was still racing, and he wanted to disappear.

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” Even suddenly said, glancing at Isak with what seemed guilt on his face. He got up from the couch and paced around in worry.

Isak watched him with a frown. What was happening.

“But it’s so late now, Marie. Can’t we do this tomorrow?”

Pause. Do what tomorrow?

“Are you kidding? A month? You will be gone for a whole month? Why didn’t you tell me before?”

Pause.

“But you can’t just do that. You know- you know I need you.”

Isak’s frown deepened, but for some reason, his heart ached. Who was this Marie? Why would Even need her?

“You never said you would leave me like this.” Even said, and he sounded tired, sad a little.

Pause.

“I can’t stay this long without you here, Marie..” Even’s voice dropped when he said the last sentence. “No, I can’t! I can’t find someone else. I won’t find someone else as good as you.” Even argued.

And it made Isak even more suspicious and worried. His pulse was racing for a different reason now.

Even gave a small, fond chuckle then.

Was she..

Isak’s heart started breaking.

“Fuck. Okay, I’m coming. Yeah. Bye. Love, ya.” Even hung the call up the same moment Isak realized who that voice belonged to. It was the same one that he used to hear often from Even’s room often. Same one who left notes for Even early morning.

The same one who Isak never got to see.

The very same one.

Marie was her name.

And she was Even’s….

“I’m sorry, Isak. I have to go.” Even said, looking torn and guilty as if he was regretting. Regretting what? Regretting trying to kiss Isak? Or regretting that he had tried to make a move on Isak while already seeing someone else?

“I just, uh, it’s kinda important?” Even said, already putting on his watch and shoes. “I have to go. I’ll uh, return back in-” the morning?

“-It’s okay, Even.” Isak cut him off sharply. Even looked up at him in surprise at his tone. “It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me anything. It’s your life. You don’t have to apologize or explain.” Isak shrugged, all the while his heart shattered inside him.

Even was good at breaking hearts. And Isak was good at getting his hopes up.

“I understand. Or, not really. Who cares? But, maybe just, could you maybe warn me that you are seeing someone the next time you try doing something like this with me? Because I don’t think have much self-control around you and I don’t really like people who cheat. So, I don’t want to spend the rest of my life regretting for taking bad decisions.” Isak’s voice broke at the end, and he knew he was going to break down any moment.

Even watched him dumbly, as if he couldn’t understand a thing Isak was saying.

“Just please don’t try to play me again.” Isak said, getting up from the couch, thanking whoever Gods there were for stopping the almost-kiss at the right time before it became a mess.

“Isak, wait-”

Isak turned to Even once more when he reached the room of his door. “-No, Even. It’s okay. If I could, I would have just moved out of this house right now. But I don’t have anywhere else to go. So guess I’ll have to stay here.” He cut Even off. “Goodnight. You are getting late to your girlfriend’s house.”

And with that, Isak left Even standing blankly in the living room. The moment he shut the door of his room, Isak broke down. He was a mess.

His heart was a mess. His life felt like a lie. So unfair.

Isak spent the rest of the night sniffling, and breaking down every once a while. Fuck Even. Fuck his charms and games. Just fuck everything.

The next morning, Isak woke up to a slight headache and a dozen of delicious smells coming from the kitchen. He got up, squinting at the bright sunlight.

The curiosity drove him to the source immediately.

There wasn’t anyone, but the table had a plate filled with some really amazing looking fried eggs, bacon, toast, veggies and a drink on the side. There was a folded note beside it, and Isak immediately recoiled, thinking of last night. His eyes were puffed up, and he was sporting a snotty nose.

Fuck no. He couldn’t deal with this anymore.

He was over that shit.

Fucking Marie or whoever must have returned back to here with Even. They both probably must have spent the whole night in Even’s room. Good for them.

Had Even planned to break him apart like this from the beginning? Had they both planned together? Did he like watching Isak get hurt and cry? Was Even a monster beneath all those bright, happy and kind layers of him?

Isak shook himself out of those painful thoughts and decided to just dig through his shelf and make food for himself.

He was about to walk away when he noticed the handwriting, it wasn’t loopy like it always was. It was different, and then Isak noticed his name at the top.

To, Isak

To him?

Isak frowned as he took the note out and opened it, it was big.

Isak, I’m sorry. I’m sorry last night had to go the way it went. But I think it was better we didn’t kiss, or take it any further.It could have been a bigger mess by now. I should have asked you first. I know, I’m a douche. But I was barely thinking.

I can’t ever think clearly when you are around me. It sounds cheesy, straight out of a movie, but it’s true. I have wanted you since the first I saw you at the campus. You were like this reincarnation of the sun.

But I had Sonja then, and I couldn’t think of you that way. It would be unfair to you and her. But you turning up a year later at my flat… coincidence? I didn’t think so.

It was a nightmare to live so close to you yet feel so far away. It hurt whenever I found you hooking up with someone else at parties. It hurt. Because I want you, Isak.

And I am not seeing anybody. Never saw anybody else since you moved into my flat and all I could see was you. I am bipolar. And Marie is my therapist, she’s one of my blood relatives too! And she’s happily married to her husband of five years. Isn’t that cute?

She turns up at my flat every now and then to check up on me, and makes sure to leave notes as she leaves the flat a while later for me to remember drink enough water the next morning, eat certain food, avoid others. She is travelling abroad with her husband for a month from today, and that’s why I needed to go see her one last time before she got on her flight this morning. I recovered from an episode recently, as you might have guessed from all the times I wasn’t at home. I spent the days at my parents whenever it got too bad. So it always calms me down whenever I go see my therapist. She had actually been suggesting me to go find a new therapist, but it isn’t really possible, or helpful, because she knows me so well, and I don’t think someone else might be able to help me out while she’s not here. No therapist knows me as good as her.

Okay lol. I ranted a lot there.

But, yeah. Marie isn’t my girlfriend. The thought of it scarred me for life.

So yes, there, I told you my secret. I couldn’t muster up the guts to tell you face-to-face and so I wrote this note. You can call it a cheesy letter if you want though ;D

Isak, I’m sorry. Once again. I like you a lot. I think I am in love with you. Fuck, I’m sorry if this is all scaring you. It’s more than okay if you don’t like me back. It’s okay. I’m used to people leaving me.

I just wanted to clarify things with you. And if you are feeling uncomfortable in any way, I’ll try searching up a safe flat share where you can live, away from me. Without anymore of my bullshit.

Lots of Love,

Even.

P.S : The food is for you. I know you can’t make tasty food for shit.

Isak felt numb for several minutes as soon as he completed reading the letter.

Then came the feelings: regret, guilt, sadness, anger at himself. How stupid was he?

Why did he never take his time to ask Even about where he was heading to? Fuck.

Isak dropped onto his chair and held his head. He hated himself.

Even. Even was never even seeing anybody, he.. he was after Isak all this time. Isak couldn’t believe it. Just couldn’t.

But it was true. Even had said so himself. It felt like a dream come true. It was a dream come true.

Isak grabbed the letter again and re-read it. Again and again until every word Even had written had registered in his mind.

Even was bipolar. Marie is his therapist. And he thought he might be in love with Isak?

Isak couldn’t believe it. I might be in love with you too.

So the almost-kiss wasn’t a hallucination, and all the strange gazes from Even in the past and yesterday were.. because of this. Because he liked Isak. He wanted Isak.

Isak finished his breakfast, slowly enjoying every bite just as his broken heart felt like blooming again. Everything seemed to be mending back slowly, and Isak could barely feel the hurt from previous night.

But he did feel the guilt, for not talking to Even and instead making his own assumptions in his head.

He grabbed Even’s letter and read it once more (with a blush this time) before stuffing it into his pocket. He had been so foolish, god. He felt bad wondering how nervous Even might have been while writing this letter.

An hour later, after regretting his words from the previous night a thousand times and hating himself for it, and exploding over the fact that Even had just confessed to him in a letter, Isak got up from his chair to walk back into his room, and that’s when the front door opened and in walked Even.

His heart did a happy flip in his chest at Even’s beam.

“Halla,”

They both stood awkwardly by the kitchen door, glancing at each other shyly. Even’s eyes darted from the kitchen table to Isak’s pocket where a yellow strip of his letter was visible outside.

Isak watched Even’s cheeks bloom a lovely pink. “You, uh, you read the le-”

“-Yes, I did, Even.” Isak interrupted him.

“Oh,”

Another awkward pause.

“Um, so I was thinking,” Even started then, slowly, as if he was choosing his words carefully. “Why don’t we spend some time at the garden, this evening?” he looked up at Isak nervously. “I mean, for fun. We could get to know each other more. It doesn--”

“Like a date?” Isak smiled.

Even’s eyes widened. But he nodded nevertheless, slowly. “Yes, like a date.” Pause. “Would you, uh, like that? I mean, uh, you don’t have to. I was just, fuck. It’s okay if you don’t want that. You might not want to date me because of my bipolar. It’s ok-”

“-Even!” Isak cut him off again with grin. His boy was an adorable dork “Yes, I would like that.”

Even watched him as if he couldn’t believe this was happening. “huh” He said.

“I said I would like that.” Isak said, sounding more firm. “I want to date you. Your bipolar doesn’t change anything.”

Even’s eyes widened in shock and surprise. “Yeah?” Isak couldn’t mistake the smile in his voice.

“Yes,” He nodded. “It’s a date.”

“It’s a date.”

None of them had any idea who made a move first, but soon, they were kissing. Gentle and full kisses turned to long and passionate. Their hands roamed each others’ bodies in shy curiosity, loving exploration.

And soon their whole morning was spent in Isak’s bed, rolling around and discovering the others’ pleasures and secrets.

And if both of them forgot about their date at the garden that evening, and instead spent the whole day cooking, teasing, bantering, being a sappy domestic couple, and celebrating the results of Isak’s finals, then no one needed to know.

#skam #skam drabble #evak drabble #isak x even #this was supposed to be 1k words but not it's almost at 6k #so yeah #long one #evak #my drabbles

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sionnables · 4 years

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So…

Zoey’s Extraordinary Playlist, you guys.

Let me explain something first: the Broadway musical First Date is my SHOW. I mean, it’s NOT-- I had no part in the creation or performance of it, obviously. But it’s “mine” in the way that people tend to take possession of things they like, you know?

“That’s my song!”

“That’s my precious fictional baby!”

Or, I guess, like that weird thing sports fans do when they insert themselves into their favorite team, like, “we need to box out the endzone and get some points on the board” or whatever.

First Date is mine not only because I loved it, but because it felt like the creators reached into my heart, plucked out all my experiences and emotions, and put them up on stage. I mean, it went to TATTOO LEVELS, so you know it’s both serious and a little ridiculous.

Six years later, I still fucking love that show.

(The intensity has gone down a bit, but that’s probably the best for everyone.)

So when I happened to find out that the book writer of First Date was the creator/writer of Zoey’s Extraordinary Playlist AND it was a musical, I obviously wanted to check it out. It was delayed slightly by a deep-dive into a Schitt’s Creek hyper-fixation (David and Patrick can have my entire heart and, like, overall existence), but I finally started watching a few days ago.

And it is delightfully First-Date-y.

It’s also a really good “I can’t handle anything too sad or heavy right now due to reality” option. There’s some romantic angst and family tragedy thrown in, but it’s not like This Is Us: The Musical or anything (thank christ-- seriously, how does anyone watch that show? It’s Ugly Cry Central over there).

I’m not going to do the plot summary thing because Google exists. But here’s the thing: yes, there are multiple tropes here that have been done to death (*cough*lovetriangle*cough*), but you know what? The show is cute, the cast is really talented, and the writing’s pretty effing funny. I don’t need groundbreaking television to be entertained. And I’m a sucker for “nice comedy” nowadays, you know? Like, I could never get into Glee because the characters were HORRIBLE to each other. I can’t do a show full of selfish, mean people, it just doesn’t work for me. Give me a well-written ensemble comedy where everyone messes up but they’re ultimately trying their best and growing, and I’m pretty much in.

That all being said, here’s what I need to discuss (spoilers ahead, obviously):

1) Zoey’s definitely got that whole Zooey-Deschanel-adorkable thing going on, but you have to appreciate a show that is like, “STEM Women FTW!” because we need that. Also, maybe it’s Fellow Millennial Empathy, but I appreciate that she has no idea what she’s doing and is still trying so hard to be a functioning and successful adult, WHILE dealing with family tragedy, AND sudden musical powers, AND being a woman in charge of a department full of men (girl, been there done that), AND confusing mushy feelings. It helps that Jane Levy is so talented that I was convinced she was British (she is not).

2) Mo. Is. Everything. More representation of gender-fluidity is wonderful to see, for one thing. But he’s also the smartest character on the show, as well as the most well-balanced and emotionally mature. And his VOICE, okay? I love that it seems like Mo is going to sort of be Zoey’s guide through all of this, and I’m looking forward to seeing their friendship grow.

3) Simon is a gorgeous, gorgeous man. If he was at ALL single, I’d be like, “Zoey, hit that IMMEDIATELY”. But I don’t love the direction that their relationship is going (HE IS ENGAGED, FFS) OR the whole Jessica vs. Zoey thing they’re pulling. I’m willing to give the first part a pass because both of them are grieving and emotional instability can definitely equal bad decisions (we may not like it, but you can’t say it’s unrealistic). But that second part? Simon is way more to blame than Zoey. No more girls hating on girls, okay? Like, I don’t want Jessica and Zoey to necessarily become besties (that whole “it’s always about your dad” comment was way too awful for me to like her THAT much), but you know what I mean. The longer this goes on, the less I like Simon. And it’s such a BUMMER, because I feel like Zoey and Simon could really use each other, platonically.

4) Speaking of not liking people, Zoey’s brother is a dick. Not ONLY because of the shit he pulled with going out to bars instead of being with his PREGNANT WIFE/STRUGGLING MOTHER, but that whole thing about him having to “convince” his wife to have kids when she didn’t want them? YUCK. He’s the one character I do not like at ALL and I hope that Emily leaves him and ends up an awesome single mom with a hot boyfriend. I’m glad Zoey told her what was up. GOOD. WHAT A JERK.

5) Zoey’s mom is amazing and deserves the world. That is all.

6) Full disclosure: I am 100% Team Max. But within that 100%, I’m 50% Zoey Is Clearly Not Ready To Date Him Or Even Process Her Feelings About Him Right Now So He Needs To Just Be Her Friend and 50% Zoey Is Clearly Terrified Of Feelings And Max Might Need To Push Her a Little To Get Her To Get Past That. This is coming from a place of experience, because I was once terrified of feelings and commitment and basically my husband is only my husband because he chose to ignore the many, many times I tried to break up with him and was very persistent with me. Please note that this DOES NOT MEAN that Max needs to be all pissy about “friendzoning” and/or pushing TOO hard, TOO quickly. Which he’s sort of toe-ing the line with, at the moment. I don’t think that Zoey ever really gave him the impression that she was interested in him romantically before the whole “flash mob” debacle (I cringed when Mo said that touching his shoulder and having him come over to watch a movie was leading him on, because please don’t do that, writers, Mo is too smart and progressive for that BS), and the flash mob itself was a really weird, out-of-character move (at least thus far) for him. Look, I get the whole “omg, Max can hear her/no wait, there’s real singing” thing was an unexpected twist, but I’m not a fan of twists over characterization. Max knows Zoey, and I think he’d know that declaring feelings in public while making her the center of attention would not be her thing (but I find public proposals super cringe-y, so maybe that’s just me). I’m sort of not happy with that. What I DO think is appropriate is him asking for some time/space after she asks to just be his friend-- I count that as being respectful of her decision and needing some breathing room to disconnect his romantic feelings towards her. I also don’t blame him for being upset that she knew his feelings way beforehand and didn’t say anything, or for being upset after seeing her sing to Simon. The singing thing is not Zoey’s fault at ALL, but that is some serious emotional whiplash! Nevertheless, I hope these two are endgame and don’t hurt each other too much in the process. That boy will do ANYTHING for her, and I kind of love him for it. Please don’t turn him into a “Nice Guy”! Also, can we all agree that he outsang EVERY SINGLE ONE of the Jonas Brothers with “Sucker”? Goddamn!

7) Tobin is so stupid, but WOW is that character a brilliant representation of every single, straight, young, insecure, emotion-denying, Reddit-using, product of toxic masculinity gamer boy that you’ve ever met in your life. Holy SHIT. They’re nailing it with him. He is 100% the guy that yells a “make me a sandwich” joke in front of his friends and then goes home and cries about not having a girlfriend. I have met 10,000 versions of Tobin in my life and he CRACKS ME UP. Bless him.

8) Leif is Draco Malfoy and I hope that Joan is using him for sex and then ditches him in a humiliating fashion. IF THEY MAKE HER FALL FOR HIM I SWEAR TO GOD. She’s too smart for that. I want Joan and Mo to take over the world together.

9) I don’t want to talk about Zoey’s dad. HE’S FINE. EVERYTHING’S FINE. HE’S TOTALLY GOING TO GET BETTER. THIS IS A HAPPY SHOW.

Okay, I think I got all of my thoughts and feelings out. Until next week, at least.

#zoeys extraordinary playlist #zoeysplaylist #ZEP #this is too long #i apologize #but i mean #we're all stuck at home so at least it wastes some time #mention of a broadway show that i will not tag because reasons

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thedyingmoon · 5 years

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💜 This I Promise 💜

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LXVII. Finally

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(F/N) and Jonas rode as fast as they could towards the Scouting Legion Headquarters in Trost District, hoping to catch up to Captain Levi before he and the rest of the Soldiers leave for the Expedition.

And catch up to him, they did. For there, standing in the midst of the chaos and buzz created by the ecstatic crowd, was the man, himself, clad in his own battle gear. He was as solemn as a man, who will face death, can be, and he was looking at something in the horizon that she could not see.

But, despite the serious look on Levi's face, (F/N) and Jonas failed to notice the reactions on the Soldiers' faces.

"She came!" exclaimed Nifa excitedly, unable to conceal her feelings that kept bubbling within her. "She really came."

"Be quiet, Nifa!" scolded Moblit. "We're supposed to go on an Expedition, right?"

"I know we're ordered by Squad Leader Hange and all, but," asked Keiji. "Is it right to lie to the Captain, as well?"

"I agree." added Eren. "I mean, he's bound to find out sooner or later, right?"

"He'll surely get mad." whispered Armin.

"If he's going to get mad at the Squad Leader's final plan to get the two of them back together," Mikasa threatened in a seriously creepy and low voice. "Then, he would give me enough reason to hate him even more."

"Guys, she just dismounted!" observed Sasha, who couldn't avoid being too obvious as she pointed at both (F/N) and Jonas.

"Alright, people! Just like what we practiced." ordered Jean in a voice as soft and hushed as possible. The others heard the order and instantly pretended they didn't see the visitors because they were busy doing some stuff.

(F/N), who was blissfully unaware of the things that were happening around her, approached the Captain carefully with renewed strength. She knew she had made mistakes, and she knew she had to make things right.

And she knew it was her only chance before it was too late.

Levi, on the other hand, felt that someone was approaching him. And when he turned around to face whoever it was, he was both shocked and stunned at the sight of the most beautiful bride he had ever seen, wearing the most beautiful wedding dress made entirely of the most delicate silk, lace, and chiffon.

The same dress that he dreamed of his future bride to wear on their own wedding day.

But, wedding day, dress, or no, he was still confused of her presence right there in front of him.

Or was it just the trick of the light, or his own hallucinations? Maybe he was really going to die on this mission that different images have started rumbling inside his head?

Nonetheless, he had to know,...

"(F/N)?" he muttered. "What are you doing here?" Thes, as if to make sure, he started looking around. "Where's Erwin?"

"He's not here, Levi." she answered.

Levi's heart did multiple flips upon hearing her say his first name.

Oh, God, he thought. I must be dreaming,...

"Then, what are you doing here? You're going to be late on your wedding." he said, putting an emphasis on each word, effectively making himself clear and also effectively giving him an instant heartahe.

"No." she simply answered. (F/N) knew that Levi could still not believe her presence there. So, she initiated, being the guilty person that she was for pushing Levi away for who knows how many times, and said, in a much clearer voice, "The diary. Do you still have it?"

Oh, Levi thought disapppintedly. She just wants her diary back,...

"Here." Levi answered in a low voice as he took the thing out from his coat pocket.

There! (F/N) thought. He still has it! I was right!

(F/N) couldn't help but show her smile as she touched Levi's hand that held the diary with both hands and pushed it gently back to him, making him even more confused.

At her small but noticeable action, some of the ladies, who were still supposedly busy preparing for the Expedition, let out a collective sound of "ahh!"s and "ohh!"s, making the men look at them with wide, alarmed eyes.

Levi, on the other hand, could not say "ahh!" or "ohh!".

"Oi, I thought you wanted it back?" he said.

"Yes."

"Then, why are you - ?"

He was interrupted as she pushed a bit further, making the diary land softly on his chest. Making her even closer to him.

Her sweet scent hypnotized him, her eyes bewitched him, but he still had to make sure.

"What is the meaning of this? Don't you really want it back?"

"Of course, I do want it back." she answered, the smile on both her eyes and lips still confusing the hell out of him.

"But, why won't you take it already?!" Levi almost screamed, getting enough of her ploy, whatever that was. "We're leaving now, and if you intend to play with feelings, go do it with someone else!" he begged.

"I'm not playing with your feelings, Levi! I do want it back."

There she goes with my name again,...

"Lady, I don't care whether you're a Duchess' grandchild or not, but you are lacking in some respect! I' am -"

"Give it to me when you get back."

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I said, give it to me when you get back from the Expedition."

The ladies may be a bit emotional as of the moment, but the men sure couldn't hide the fact that they were beginning to tear up due to the subtle confession that she said.

However, poor, innocent Levi could still not get it.

"What do you exactly mean by that?"

Jonas, who just joined Eren and the others and heard what Levi said, simply slapped his forehead, and muttered under his breath, "What a dense, idiotic man!"

"What I mean to say is, I want you to stay alive. For me." (F/N) said in clarification.

His eyes widened, not just for a fraction of a second. Levi seriously thought his death has come early and that he has gone into Heaven. The vast majority of the ladies took out their handkerchief to wipe away their tears. The men, on the other hand, tried to divert their eyes, wanting to look busy, when all they could feel was the stinging of their own eyes.

"Stay alive for me, and when you return to me safely, I'll let you return my diary." (F/N) exclaimed in a shameless declaration of affection.

"You,... will?" he had to make sure he's not a goner.

"Yes!"

"Then, you'll let me stay for a bit longer?"

She giggled at this. "For as long as you want!"

"And you'll explain why?"

"Levi, I will tell you everything." she whispered, then went closer towards him, her nose almost touching his. "And I will remind you for the rest of our lives. Forever."

Levi finally gave in and smiled, a feeling of both relief and affection rushing through his system.

For this enchanting female he will adore and care for, for the rest if his life.

He affectionately ruffled her hair ( her thin lace veil being abandoned ages ago on her way to Trost ), then said, "Promise?"

She smiled at him, a single tear of happiness falling down her eye, and gave the most precious words he would cherish until the day he dies.

"This I promise."

The crowd, despite Hange Zoe's strict order to act natural, went wild with cheers, startling the couple.

"Everyone," Gelgar's voice boomed amidst the noise of the celebration. "Beer's on me!"

The Soldiers even got wilder, making it difficult for Levi to be heard. The women cheered, and Sasha, Nifa, and Christa all blew their noses on their handkerchief simultaneously.

"Oi, oi, oi!" he screamed. "Why are you acting like pigs out of the slaughter house?! Weren't we supposed to be on a mission and not in celebration?!"

Mike came forward and simply put a huge hand on top of his shoulder.

"Congratulations, Humanity's Strongest." Mike said, then sniffed contentedly. "But, I'm afraid to say you two have been taken for a ride."

"What do you mean by that, Squad Leader?" (F/N) asked, feeling her cheeks getting redder by the second upon the realization.

"What he means is,..." Hange, who just arrived in the scene of abundant celebration, sang. "... that you two have been set up. There's really no mission today! We planned all of this to get you, two idiots, together."

Levi's eyes widened in anger and (F/N)'s color changed to that of a beetroot.

"Shitty, FUCKING, eyes!"

"Miss Hange, that's rude!"

Hange laughed and linked her arms on both the Captain and the runaway bride. "Well, at least, finally, you're together for real now, right? No disguises, no deceptions, it's just you two now, right?"

She was right, and the couple knew this, as well.

The celebration went on for the rest of the day, and all of those who witnessed the dramatic scene that unfolded right before their very eyes considered that particular day as the day that Humanity's Strongest Soldier finally had his heart stolen by the woman who deserved him. By the person he rightfully deserved.

The cheers went on until the late hours of the evening, and as the two fated people lovingly held each other's hand and stared at each other's eyes that same night underneath the numerous stars and that big, blue moon, they could only think of wondrous things they would do for the rest of their lives. They promised all of these with as little words as they could. With as much passion as they can.

And as they seal all of these plans with the sweetest kiss they would remember until their last breath, and probably beyond, they could not do anything else, but look forward to their days ahead together as one,...

... always,...

... and forever.

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~ @levi4mikasa , @yepps , @chocolate-mmilk , @nerdyphantomlady , @unhappysap , @shewolfofficial , @super-peace-fangirl , @fangurl-ontgeside , and @emilyackerman78 . 💜

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💜💜💜

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#shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #levi ackerman #captain levi #this i promise #levi x reader #levi x you #chapter 67 #finally

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lena-haloways · 5 years

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Can you say what you like the most in every remake? Like, what do you think every remake has done the best or something like that.. basically, what is your favorite thing from every remake or something you like the most, something positive.. I hope you understand a question haha ❤

Sure, I think I do understand, and thank you for the question anon! 💜

Okay, so...

Skam France - well, I already said this but even though this is not my favorite remake, their version of season 3 is my favorite. I think they did an amazing job with that season, and they generally made lucas a great character. He is my favorite isak and they developed him so good, along side with his relationships with everyone - mika, manon, eliott, emma, imane, daphne... He is so much more approachable and friendly than any other isak to be honest and I really believe in his friendships with everyone and love them. I will forever be sorry we didn't get a developed noora x isak friendship from the og, but I am so happy we got lucas x manon and it was great. Also, eliott is a great character and I really love their relationship and I think they handled bipolar storyline very well. So, for me, the best thing that came from skamfr is season 3.

Druck - honestly, the crew. They really developed them awesome, their friendship is the best thing ever. Druck was the best in making girl squad and boy squad one squad (or crew 😂) and it was done so naturally. You really believe in them being such a great friends. This abi clips we got last week were a real blessing and I just love how everyone were having fun, really as one. Everyone were dancing and having fun with everyone and they were all taking pictures with each other and were making insta stories with and about each other. Also, they included alex in that whole dynamic perfectly, he is not fully in the group, but he is a part of it just enough. They are all really best friends and it seems so natural. So, the best thing that came from druck - friendship between girl and boy squad.

Skam Italia - I think they have the best boy squad dynamic and giovanni is great and his friendship with martino really is the most like isak x jonas if not better. The scene in the og where isak tells jonas he likes even is my favorite scene from season 3 and one of the best in the whole series. I like it sooo much and I have rewatched it so many times. Jonas is great in that scene and everything feels so natural. I got the same feeling while watching giovanni x martino scene. Giovanni was amazing, just like jonas, and my boys were so precious. So, I would say the best thing on skamit is boy squad.

Skam Austin - SA storyline. I didn't like season 1 of this remake, and season 2 was better, and wilsen grew on me while watching season 2, but it was still not the best. But, SA storyline was. They nailed it. It seemed so realistic and was handled the best im my opinion. Kennedy was so good, she proved that she can be an amazing actress when she has a good material, and grace was so relatable. She also came to be so strong and right when she told daniel that she was the victim and not him. I also like how they developed jo much more. But, definitely the best thing here is how they handled SA storyline and kennedy's portrayal of grace during that storyline.

Skam España - just how druck has the best boy x girl squad dynamic and italia has best boy squad dynamic, I think skamesp has the best girl squad dynamic. They are so suppprtive and connected and probably the most healthiest. I really see them as best friends and, along side with skam nl girl squad (I will talk about that one in a bit), skamesp has really bulit this squad the best.

Skam NL - their girl squad is also greatly developed, and I think is the best along side with skamesp girl squad. But, there is actually one more thing skam nl did the best - it's focus on the characters individually. In season 1, we got a bigger insight into isa than we got when it comes to any other eva, and in season 2, thah was emphasized even more. Season 2 of skam nl really was about LIV, instead of NOLIV. Yes, noliv played a big part, but most of the season was focused primary on liv and her relationships with everyone, instead of just her relationship with noah. Skam nl is just the best in focusing on the characters they are telling a story about more than any other remake or even the og, and I think they give the best insight into their characters.

wtFock - zoenne. Or more specifically, senne. Season 2 is still not done, and we didn't see senne's reaction to everything, but they gave us the best william in senne because they gave us the best insight into him and zoenne. They developed him more and actually made us care for him and how he would feel about everything. They got us actually understand him better and his reaction even if they make it bad or like the og. They gave us reasons to understand his side too. They made him the most like the og william, but better because it's like they realized everything that was wrong with the og and change it with senne. He understands his mistakes, he apologizes for them, but also gives valid reasons for them. And they also developed zoë x senne relationship more and with all the extra scenes we got of them, we believe more in their love because it feels so natural.

~ask me anything skam/remakes related~

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isaksforelsket · 5 years

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Since you’re rereading tosf, what are your favourites parts from that fic? 💗

The Oceans Shall Freeze

Must I choose? Can’t I say I adore the entire fic?

BUT here are a few parts that I genuinely love:

Even pulling his fur over Isak’s head and protecting him from all the sounds on the boat the night he was taken. (”Isak started to cry at the sound and he tried to muffle it with his hands but Even heard. Through his cloak, he covered Isak’s ears with his hands.“)

Even saving Isak from the bear trap and Isak being scared of Even taking the quilt from him and clenching it tightly and Even had to uncurl his fingers from it!!! The cutest, sweetest thing, this Isak was so so soft. (”When Even reached out to grab his hand, Isak jumped, thinking he meant to rip his small comfort away. Even only gently uncurled one shaking hand from the cloth before pulling it to his chest and wrapping it in gauze.”)

“Isak clung to him, ashamedly taking comfort from his captor once again. Dully, he noted that he had never heard Even plead for anything before. But he had pleaded for Isak not to cry.” - Stab me in the chest and rip my heart out, why don’t you? I don’t know why, but when a character pleads for their partner to please not cry, it makes my heart clench. It’s such a specific thing that I adore in fics but it’s one of my faves.

Even associating Sol with Isak while teaching him to read. My God sir, you are one romantic fuck and I love you. (”The second letter of your name. The sun melts the iciness of it,” Even told him. “That is why your hair is so golden.”)

The event at the tavern. It was very dark, but Even protecting Isak, and while all these crude words were spoken to him he was whispering about how he’ll protect him and kill anyone that even looks at him the wrong way. (“I would like to hear him whimpering...” “I would cut off his ears if he tried.”; “...Besides, a thrall like this simply needs bending over and fucking.“ “If anybody touches you I will chop their hands off.”)

The comfort after the tavern, particularly the hug. I just.... The sweetest, most precious thing ever. (”The words broke Isak; he moved forward, his arms circling around Even’s waist, his head pressed into his chest.“)

The entire scene after Isak escapes and the men leave him outside of Even’s hut. Literally all of it. Even cutting the ropes. Isak calling the place his home. Even comforting him and holding him close. Yes, yes, yes. (”“You are safe,” he told Isak again, though the boy did not stir. The only sound between them was Isak’s fractured breaths and the crackle of the fire beside them.”)

Even calling Isak Lille Sol for the first time, and every other time he did it. *chefs kiss* (““Come on, Lille Sol. ” Isak did not know why Even was calling him that, but he turned around at the moniker. “)

THE FIRST KISS!!! Holy fuck, that moment. Wow. Even gripping his chin??? Isak thinking that he doesn’t want him but then Even grips his thighs and picks him up?? Isak closing his lips cause he didn’t want to appear too eager??? Both of them being hard and grinding against each other?? Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Yes. (”He waited to see if Even would strike him; he shuddered with something like fear when he saw Even raise his hand, but he simply gripped at his jaw and tilted Isak’s head higher.”)

This sentence, that’s it: “Every inch of skin Isak allowed Even to touch was a privilege, no patch taken for granted. If Isak decided that he did not want Even’s hands on him anymore, Even would only say, “Thank you.” for all the times he had.”

And this sentence, wow: “If Isak chose to slit his throat, Even would probably hold still so he could get a clean cut.“

Honestly, the entire scene of this shaving thing. It was so hot, and so fucking good, and then the end made me real sad but let’s ignore that. (”He held Isak’s hips in both hands and grinded upwards. When the head of his cock caught on Isak’s hole he heard Isak cry out and he felt his hips stutter.”)

Isak thinking he’s not experienced enough for Even. I don’t know why. I just love it. (”“I believe he thinks I am beautiful but maybe it is not enough. Maybe he desires someone who… who understands how to please him.”“)

The hug after Even agreed to go to Jolablot. So precious. (”“It was for you,” Even admitted, his voice deep but soft in the quiet of the homestead. Isak’s heart in his chest threatened to overpower Even’s voice when he said, “It is always for you.””)

Honestly, the entire thing after Jolablot. Elias grabbing Isak and Even killing him, Even picking Isak up and carrying him home. Taking care of him and washing him. It was beautifully written and I adore it. I’m a whore for hurt/comfort, and this fic delivered. (”“Calm, Lille Sol. I am right here. You are safe,” Even soothed, wiping his wet cheeks, and then kissing them as he forced out apologies through tears. Although Isak was sure the rest of his body needed scrubbing more than his face, Even insistently wiped at Isak’s face, catching all the tears until Isak stilled again, limp.”)

Isak taking hot baths after what happened and Even trying to get him to stop, but particularly this moment, purely because it makes my heart clench: “If Isak had been in a right frame of mind he would have yelled back like he usually did but with his heart delicate from Even’s absence, he had not been able to stop himself from bursting into tears.“

The first sex scene. I’m a whore for smut, and this was beautiful. Sweet, hot, intimate, oh and did I mention hot? (”“I think I’ll keep you like this forever,” Even sad breathlessly, like it was a secret between the two of them, “You’ll stay in my bed and you’ll never wear clothes because you’ll always be full of me. I’ll keep you happy every day and fuck you every night, I swear to the Gods.””)

Isak being there for Even when he’s depressed. So sweet. (”“Well,” Isak floundered for a moment, “You are a great warrior and deserve to go to Valhalla but I am not. And I wish to be with you forever so Helgafjell will have to do.””)

Even comforting Isak after he tells him his mom killed herself. (“”Oh Min Sol,” Even said as he pulled Isak into his arms. “It was not your fault, none of it was your fault.””)

The whole scene where Jonas and Isak talk about God. We stan two idiot friends. (”“I’m not young ,” Isak spat out the word like a slur. “And that’s foolish. Is your God going to fuck you on his cock? Or allow you to fuck him? Will your God hold you at night? Only a person can do that.””)

Honestly.... Kind of the entire argument before Isak falls through the ice. I like things that make my heart hurt and make me cry, it was so good. And the comfort afterwards, Even saving him and taking care of him. (”Even’s body next to him felt more familiar than his own. He pushed back against it, wrapped the strong arms around his chest, murmured never let go. But he was not fully conscious, did not know if he was saying it or only thinking it.”)

Even saying this and making me cry: “But you are better than any God, because you are here. I can see you, and feel you. I can taste you. And that makes you more remarkable than brave Tyr or blind Höðr or any of the other faceless men that we are told as children to believe in.”

Even and Isak watching the Northern Lights!!! Yes!! It’s fun and sweet and I love their interactions together. And them having sex in the snow!! Wow, amazing. (”Isak felt a rush of blood to his cock and he grabbed Even’s furs, pulling him on top of him. “If you are scared of the lights, watch my face only as you thrust into me,” he told Even. Even’s face twisted in pleasure, and he leaned down to kiss him.”)

And can I just say, from the draft that they posted, Isak and Even having sex and Even making sure that Isak moans loudly so that Chris hears it and gets jealous. When Even sees Chris watching he starts talking about how he’s going to eat Isak out when they get home. Just.... Yes. Yes. I love it, I wish we got that, I wish we did. Amazing, showstopping, incredible.

And every other word that was written in this fic.

I genuinely don’t know how to show enough love and appreciation for this incredible fanfic. I wish I got the chance to tell the authors how much I love it while they were writing it, but I didn’t. So now all I can do is constantly talk about it until I become a stan account just for this fic. It was a gift, it really was. And so where the authors that wrote it, they were both so incredibly talented and I am grateful that we got to witness them create this work of art. I am so happy that I have had the privilege to read it and revel in the beauty of it.

#anon #i adore this fic with all my heart #i really really do #skam #skam fic

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spacereadinglesbian · 5 years

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Lovesick Teenager

Summary: TJ and Cyrus fall more in love with one another every day

Word count: 1568

It’s a cold winter morning when Cyrus wakes up in his bed, but he’s not alone. He wakes up next to a lanky body who has stolen most of the blankets. He looks over at his long face, with his messy blonde hair creeping into his eyes, and can’t help but fall a little deeper in love with him. The best thing about falling asleep next to the person you love is waking up to them, well at least that’s what Cyrus thinks. He loves when he wakes up first because he gets to look at him, he truly gets to look at him, and take in all of his beauty. He gets to look at his freckles on his nose, and the way his chest moves up and down when he breathes. He gets to look at his lips, and think ‘damn I’m so lucky to be the only one who gets to kiss those.’ And he gets to look at his eyelashes. The myth is making a wish when an eyelash falls out, but Cyrus makes a wish every time he’s next to TJ and his beautiful, lengthy eyelashes, and every time his wish comes true. As Cyrus is admiring his boyfriend, he sees that he is starting waking to up, and snuggles up to him just a little closer. When TJ fully opens his eyes, a bright smile appears on his lips, and he can’t help but think that this is what his life should be like forever. Shaking himself out of his thoughts, TJ takes Cyrus’s hands into his own and says “Goodmorning sunshine.” Something about TJ’s morning voice makes Cyrus weak, and he doesn’t quite know why. It might be because he’s a little bit more vulnerable, or just because he can’t get over how adorable he is.

“Good-morning, Teej.” Cyrus says softly, only loud enough for the other boy to hear “how’d you sleep?”

“With you next to me? I slept like a baby. I always do, that’s why I keep you around you know. So I’ll sleep well.” A grin appears on TJ’s face that then makes Cyrus smile

“Well is that the only reason you keep me around then?” He says this rather playfully.

“One of them. The other being I just love to spend time with you.” TJ begins to play with Cyrus’s fingers, one of his major weaknesses.

“We should probably get up and go to breakfast. You know how my mom gets when you sleepover.” They are both 17 but neither of their parents are too fond of the other spending the night, but they’ve been together for over 2 years so they let it slide, with the precaution of the door always being open.

The two boys make it downstairs and are greeted with the smell of pancakes, bacon, and freshly brewed coffee.

“Hey sweetheart, how’d you guys sleep?” Mrs. Kippen is always happy in the morning, it’s one of the reason why Cyrus loves her. She thinks a happy morning will make a happy day, that’s something all three of them can agree on.

“I slept good Mrs.Kippen, thank you for letting me stay over.” Cyrus says this with a genuine smile

“Cyrus, you’ve been dating TJ for over two years, how many times have I told you, you can call me Kara.” TJ gives Cyrus this look, one that says ‘don’t get on her bad side’ while taking a sip of his coffee.

“Well, KARA, thank you again.” Kara responds with a smile, picking up her purse, coffee, and keys.

“I’m heading to work, have fun guys! Don’t forget to clean the house!”

Most people hate it when they have to clean the house, but TJ and Cyrus love it. The reason they love it so much is that they can put on any type of music they want over their speakers, dance while not getting judged, and they get to spend time together. They usually end up cleaning for about an hour, then go out.

“So Mr.TJ what are your plans today for this lovely snowy January day.” Cyrus asks rather sarcastically.

“Well, I have a few tricks up my sleeve, so shush. Just go get your jacket and meet me in the car.” TJ drives a light blue 2012 Subaru Forester. It’s not the nicest car in the world, but it’s always clean, and takes him from place A to place B with no problems. TJ soon joins Cyrus in his car and automatically plugs his phone into the aux. He goes into his music and clicks a playlist that says ‘happy thoughts and Cyrus’. The playlist is filled with love songs and some of Cyrus’s favorite Disney hits. The first song that comes on the playlist is “She” by Jake Scott, a song that Cyrus actually introduced him to. The reason why Cyrus loves this song so much is because it’s everything he can’t put into words on how he feels about TJ.

Ive never heard this touch before

The kind that taught me

What my eyes are for

Every piece of her I just want more

She's the one I can't ignore

As the last verse ends, Cyrus reaches out to grab TJs free hand which was resting on his thigh, as he grabs his hand and intertwines their fingers, Cyrus leaves a soft kiss on the top of his hand, looking him in the eye Cyrus says

“God, I’m so lucky to have you.” While he squeezes his hand just a little tighter. TJ looks over, with a slight blush on his face

“Don’t go soft on me now Cy, it’s only 12. We’ve got a whole day to be sappy.” Cyrus can see the joking impression on his face, while “Introducing Me” by Nick Jonas is starting to play from the speakers. At this very moment, while he and his boyfriend are singing to a Disney song, in a beat up Subaru, he doesn’t want to

Change a thing.

About 15 minutes later TJ pulls the care into a parking lot, one that Cyrus has never seen before. The building in front of them is brick, with few windows. The sign says ‘Roller World.’ Cyrus gives TJ a questionable facial expression then says

“TJ where the hell are we?”

A smile erupts on the taller boys face

“Well take my hand, and go inside with me and you’ll see.”

So the two boys go hand in hand into the brick building, and a smile appears on his face. They are at a roller skating rink that is supposed to be set in the 80’s. The carpet heading to the skate desk is a velvet green and the seats in the booths are a neon yellow. The two boys walk up to the skate rental and are greeted by a rather peppy girl. She has curly hair and is wearing a bright yellow shirt that says ‘ROLLER WORLD’ on it. The boys get their skates on and before Cyrus hesitantly says

“TJ I’m not good at rollering skating.”

“Either am I, so let’s make fools out of ourselves together.” So they got up, hand in hand, and headed to the actual skate rink. Tj stood I front of Cyrus was bike they were holding hands and went around the rink together. After the first time around Cyrus got more comfortable so he and TJ ended up racing each other throughout the rink, getting weird looks from 9 year old girls, and constantly falling from all the laughing. When the song ‘Don’t Stop Believing’ comes through the speakers TJ grabs Cyrus, and whispers in his ear, “I’m so glad to be here with you.”

After they finished skating, they went through the McDonald’s drive thru to get dinner, they spilt a 20 piece nugget, a large fry and got two chocolate milk shakes. TJ parked the car, and they ate in silence while watching the stars, and listening to soft the music play in the background. The best thing about their relationship is that they don’t always have to be talking, even just being in company of one another is enough for them.

After they finished eating TJ pulls into Cyrus’s driveway, silently wishing he didn’t have to leave.

“Welp, this me, thank you TJ, for such an incredible day.” Cyrus says this with a special sparkle in his eye, one he only gets around TJ.

“Cyrus, don’t thank me. I love making you happy. You

Might not know this but your smile is my most favourite thing in the world, and I would do anything to protect it.” With that Cyrus leans over in his seat, and puts his hand underneath the taller boys chin, staring at him like he is the most precious jewel in the world.

“God TJ you’re driving me crazy. In the most amazing way possible.” And with that TJ leans in and kisses him. He kisses him with passion, something that they often do, but this kiss was filled with ‘I love yous’ and nostalgia, this kiss with filled with want and need, this kiss was everything they’ve ever wanted. And after the two boys break out of the kiss, Cyrus says his goodbyes, filled with I love you, and goes into his house. But he doesn’t close the door until he looks back to see his boyfriend looking directly at him.

#andi mack #buffy driscoll #cyrus goodman #tj kippen #tj x cyrus #tyrus fanfic #tyrus andi mack #andi mack fandom #andi mack fanfic #jonah beck

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vitaminxiu · 5 years

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Run Into You | Chanyeol

Hey guys! So this is the first thing I’ve written in like 6 years, and certainly the first thing I’ve written for EXO, so don’t be too hard on it. 😅

Member: Chanyeol

Genre: Straight up angst, based on a song?

Word Count: 1,500+

Rating: rated E for everyone lol

Summary: No real plot, basically it’s after a breakup with Chanyeol. Inspired by the song “Into You” by Julia Micheals

Haven’t been to my favorite restaurant in months. I just can’t stand the thought of all those memories flooding back to me. Memories that I once held as precious. The sound of his laughter as I watch him double over at the dumb joke I just told. The way his eyes light up like the stars when he talked about all of the new projects he’s working on.

“Oh, you’ll never believe what Junmyeon did the other day.” The way that he speaks slightly too fast when he gets excited.

It’s these things that I’m worried I’ll be reminded of if I step into that little Italian place at the end of the block. It’s these things that keep me cooped up in my third-floor apartment, ordering takeout for dinner yet another day.

I thought about moving to a different state, a different country. Maybe that would be better. Then the possibility of seeing him wouldn’t exist, and maybe if it did happen, just maybe, it would be fate.

Last week I was out buying groceries, and I thought I saw him. I didn’t know whether to hide or try and follow. All I saw was little wisps of brown hair on top of long arms and legs, but it didn’t stop me from thinking of him. Somehow, I managed to drag myself through the remaining aisles of the store and past the checkout before I realized I’d forgotten to pick up bread and the latest Nicholas Sparks movie. If I couldn’t have love in real life, I was damn well going to enjoy imagining myself as Rachel McAdams.

I wish we didn’t have so many friends in common. But I guess that’s not fair to say given that so many of them belonged to him first. Minseok, Junmyeon, Kyungsoo, and Jongin had met him when they were all kids. Back when we were together, he had shown me pictures of the “five amigos,” as they had called themselves. Although he was the oldest, it didn’t take long for the other boys to outgrow Minseok. The younger boys looked up to Minseok so much, even if he was the shortest. When they hit age thirteen, they all started to even out, but not him, not the ex-love of my life. He continued to grow until he was a whole head taller than all of them. According to him, he was the tallest boy in all his classes, and I believed him. That boy could say anything in that smooth, deep voice of his and I’d believe him. It’s one of the reasons that I fell for him in the first place. Yeah, he was hot… okay, still is hot, but his voice… it has this certain quality that makes me feel all giddy inside, like I’ve become 12-year-old me again and I’m at a Jonas Brothers concert. I hate that I miss it.

On the first day of our second year of college, the first thing he told me was about these two guys he had met in class: Baekhyun and Jongdae. They were just alike, all three of them had the same personality. (Later Minseok and I would refer to them as puppies). They are as equally loving and cute as they are raucous and loud. (Just like puppies). On any given day you could find them all in the library being too loud, or in Baekhyun’s apartment having a “jam sesh.” Jongdae and Baekhyun loved to sing while he would play the guitar, or piano, or whatever instrument he had with him that day. How I miss them so much. I still have a class with Jongdae, and occasionally I’ll see Baekhyun in the hallways or he’ll send a funny meme through text, but things just aren’t the same anymore. They’re practically always with him, and though I know they would still treat me as they always have, it’s still too much for me. Even the mere mention of his name makes my skin prickle and long to feel his warm touch.

Yixing and Sehun were originally my friends. Both of them I had tutored before we began to truly know each other. They complemented each other well, Yixing the sweet, innocent boy, and Sehun the clever, sassy one.

When they first met him, we weren’t dating yet. It wasn’t even something that had crossed our minds. It was simply me introducing two of my best friends, to my other best friend. Both of them grew to love him and love seeing us together. Yixing said it was like the sun came out from behind the clouds when the two of us were near each other. When I told him about our breakup, I think he was almost more devastated than me. Almost.

Sehun and I have become very close recently. He went through a rough time last year and seems to understand how I feel better than anyone else. Sehun has taught me a lot about myself. That I don’t need someone to be happy. That I am my own person. That even though things didn’t work out, things will turn out okay in the end. I know the words that he says to me are true, but it doesn’t make me hurt any less.

I wish we didn’t have to walk around our problems. I still don’t know how we got to where we are now. We used to be so happy. Another thing that I loved about him was his passion. His name literally means passion. He showed this trait in many ways, competitive to a fault – I can’t count how many times I had to cheer him up after he lost a game with his friends – but also passionate in the best of ways. He has so many things that he’s talented at, and his passion only amplifies those talents.

Unfortunately, sometimes his thirst for life came out in a different form. When we would argue, it didn’t take long before voices were raised and we were both yelling. My insecurities definitely didn’t help the situation either. I always questioned if he really loved me like he said he did. He was my first real relationship, and I couldn’t find the right balance between wanting all his attention and needing my own space.

So many birthdays that I missed, and I feel terrible about it. Jongin, who is literally the sweetest boy ever, turned 25 last week. He had a small party at the bar downtown, and I know he wanted me to be there for him, but I just couldn’t force myself to go. I knew that he would be there. My wounds are still too fresh, and it would kill me to see him and his lopsided smile having the time of his life while I’m sitting in the corner, downing my drink like it’s water. There was always the possibility that he would be a no-show, but he never misses the chance to spend a night with his best friends, especially not on someone’s birthday.

My best girlfriend tried so hard to convince me to go. She told me that I was never going to get over him if I just kept avoiding him and that this would be a good way to ease back into normalcy. “It’s not like it’s just you and him. There will be plenty of people there and you won’t even have to look at him if you don’t want to.” She was very persistent, but so was I.

I don’t want to give him all this power. I’ve even changed my daily routine because of him. After the almost run-in at the grocery store, I make sure to go when I know that he’ll be in class or busy with his other schedules. Everybody knows when we’re in the same vicinity I die too. It’s not a secret from anyone. Thankfully, they don’t mention it too often. Sehun did bring it up once, but after he saw my face, changed the subject instantly.

It’s been weeks since I’ve had the free time or the will to go out and do something fun, but finally, the opportunity came. Jongdae’s parents own a little plot of land at a lake that’s only about a 2-hour drive away. Jongdae has been saying for a solid year that we all need to go and see it, and the weather is just now in that perfect spot where it’s not too cold or too hot and the plants are starting to come back to life, so we all figured there is no time like the present. I’m actually really excited to go see the place.

Yesterday, Yixing and I met up with Minseok and his girlfriend to go shopping for tents and sleeping bags. We got a little carried away and bought a bunch of extras, but I’m convinced that it’s not really a camping trip unless smores are involved.

“Baekhyun just texted me. I’m so sorry, Chanyeol’s coming.”

Every time that a friend gets a text saying he’s gonna be there I just don’t go. So I don’t run right into him. Even though that’s what I want.

#exo #exo scenarios #chanyeol scenarios #exo imagines #chanyeol imagines #angst #kpop imagines #my work #chanyeol angst #exo reactions

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whippedkoalas · 5 years

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Hello everyone! I’m late, because I forgot my computer last night and I posted it on the wrong blog this morning (lol), but here is the promised fic for Christmas.

I hope all of you are spending these holidays like you want to. Thank you for always being lovely to me. I’m sending big virtual hugs to every single one of you.

Take care.

Christmas time is always special. You hear about Christmas on TV, the streets and shops are decorated, you might even be on holidays. It’s the time where the year ends, too.

A lot of people associate family time with Christmas times. And that’s where it starts being complicated for people who aren’t in touch with their families.

For the past 5 years, Noora and William have spent Christmas time on their own. Just the two of them. Their friends all have family gatherings to attend and they really don’t want to spend time with their respective families. The first Christmas they spent together they went to New York. The second one they stayed in Norway, but went to Flaam. Then they stayed in Oslo the year after. Last year they went to Prague.

This year, they’re staying in Oslo because they just bought a house in the suburbs of the city and do not have the budget to do anything fancy.

Furthermore, Vilde organized a party with everyone.

All the girls will be there. Isak and Even, Jonas, Chris, Yousef, Elias, and Eskild as well.

It’s not something they can do a lot because they all have their own lives now, but this year they really wanted to do something special.

They’re having a Christmas Eve Brunch. Vilde has been sending forms and messages and emails to organize this for months now and it was her idea to meet in the morning so that Chris, Jonas, and Eskild could come.

They all have been sent a list of things to come with.

They decided to organize a Secret Santa as well.

MONDAY 24TH 09:07

Vilde doesn’t live too far from their new house, and the weather isn’t terrible this morning, so Noora and William arrive early. The whole house is decorated already.

Noora and William were in charge of fruit juices.

“Vilde?” Noora shouts, entering the house.

They hear noise in the kitchen, probably the reason why Vilde didn’t hear them knocking.

Vilde accepted to host the Christmas brunch in her grandmother’s house. She has been living in this house for a while now, since her grandmother’s death.

When they get to the kitchen, they find Vilde cooking.

“Hello, Vilde ?”

Vilde turns her head instantly.

“Noora! Oh is it 9:30 already?” she looks at them in panic and only relaxes a bit when they tell her no.

Soon, Vilde gives them tasks to do. Before they know it, everyone has arrived.

They all settle in the living room. The decoration is outdated and even terrific but Vilde swears on her life she hasn’t had time or money to redecorate the whole house.

MONDAY 24TH 10:18

The whole table is full of different food everyone has brought. Everyone is talking and laughing. Only Vilde is a bit stressed.

“it reminds me of Sana’s Eid party,” Noora says to William, who nods in agreement.

“do you want some orange juice?” he asks in response, even though he has a glass for her already in his hand. Noora nods.

Chris is not far from them, chatting with Elias and Eskild. Eskild is trying to get the number of one of Chris’ co-worker.

In a corner, Yousef and Sana are arguing about the table decoration. Yousef is smiling fondly at his fiancé who is struggling with the napkins.

Vilde and Even are in the kitchen, trying to hide the birthday cake for Sana.

Isak and Jonas are chatting together with Eva, like old times.

Christina is sitting on the floor, playing with Vilde’s cat.

Noora watches them all doing their own thing but together nonetheless, tears in her eyes.

William takes her in his arm.

“Hey, what’s up?”

Noora shakes her head and snuggles against him. “I’m just emotional. It’s a great gift to have them still in our lives even five years after.I can’t wait for them to open their gifts.”

William smiles.

MONDAY 24TH 10:43

Vilde asked them to sit down around the living room’s table again. She and Chris have organized a game.

They are playing “two lies and one truth, Christmas with high school friends edition” according to Chris, which means that they have to find situations that happened (or not) with someone who is in the room or at least during their high school years.

They decided that Eva was the first to go, even with her protests because she doesn’t have any ideas.

“okay. 1. when we were in middle school, Isak discovered that Jonas and I were together because he found us making out in the school’s toilets.”

Isak chuckles.

“2. Christoffer and I actually dated for the first six months of our last year but we didn’t say anything. Or at least I didn’t.”

Eva smiles cheekily at Chris.

“3. Christina and I went to a double date once. It was shit, I ended up going home alone, but Chris got luckier and went home with my date.”

“There is no way those stories happened and you didn’t tell us.” Sana points out. “no way. They are all lies”

“You didn’t date Chris” William says.

“it’s for sure the first one because Chris would have spilled the tea about the double date on the group chat, while she was banging Eva’s date” Vilde adds.

Chris starts laughing out loud.

They all start giving argument to guess what is the truth when William says in Noora’s ear “Jonas and Isak are quiet. So the first is the truth.”

Noora gets one point.

They continue sharing stories about each other. They learn that Yousef had a crush on Sana since basically forever according to Elias.

Chris reveals that William had a discount on their russbus because he slept with the girl who was selling it. (“That’s prostitution,” says Noora.)

Jonas’ truth is that his mother asks him every time she sees him if he’s going to marry Eva someday. (No.)

Vilde reveals she still sees Magnus once in a while.

Chris tells them Sana and she sold their russbus for much more money than they should have.

Noora says she lied about Eskild’s birthday to Eva’s to go on a date with William. (Eva hadn’t realized.)

While Eskild tells everyone he used to steal everything he needed from William and Noora back when they lived together, Noora snuggles into William’s embrace and tells him “you’re next. Do it now”

Trying not to get the others’ attention, he replies “are you sure?”

She nods. “I would have laughed. But you won’t. So do it.”

When it’s his turn, William tries to be as serious as possible.

“1. Chris and I spent a night in our school. By accident, but we did.

2. Noora and I are having a baby.

3. Last year, when we went skiing, the boys and I lied to you girls, and we went to drink something instead of skiing like we told you”

Chris, who is the only one who knows what is the truth, still takes a few seconds to register what’s happening.

“Holy fucking shit! No way!”

Everyone else is silent, trying to guess if William is joking or not.

Then when they realize that he’s not and yes, William and Noora are having a baby, they start talking and screaming and cooing all at the same time. Noora just nods, shyly. She’s still sitting almost on William’s lap. He kisses her forehead.

“so yes. We didn’t plan on telling you through a game, but I haven’t spent the night with Chris in Nissen and we really went skiing with the boys last year…” he says, while the others are watching him with wide eyes.

“but I am definitely pregnant” Noora tells them, wiping tears from her eyes.

“fuck hormones” she adds, which makes everyone laughs.

MONDAY 24TH 11:33

After congratulating the new parents, they decide to give the secret Santa gifts. They all receive a copy of Noora’s first ultrasound as a special gift. That’s how Noora and William had planned on telling them.

They had agreed not to give anything too fancy or expensive, but not one of them has followed the rule.

They all laugh together and try to guess who is their secret Santa.

Some gifts are funny, like the sweater with dicks on it Christina found for Eskild, some of them are more personal, like the necklace William gives to Noora, with “in love since 2015” written inside of the heart. she tries to mock him because it’s a sappy gift, but she immediately started crying when she opened the box so she lost credibility.

Some gifts are surprising, like the beautiful purse Christoffer gives to Vilde, making sure she knows William did not help him.

After the distribution, Vilde suggests they could take pictures and they spent the next hour taking pictures of each other to be sure to keep those memories with them forever.

MONDAY 24TH 12:58

They all sing Happy Birthday to Sana. She didn’t really expect to have a birthday cake because she’s throwing a big party in two weeks, but she’s very happy to be surrounded by all of her friends for this special day. She makes a wish, as always. And Jonas makes a speech, as always.

“today, I wanted to tell you how much I am thankful to have an amazing group of friends. We’ve been friends forever and we still are.

But I feel like I should tell you that I am glad to grow up and grow old with you. I am happy to be able to see you going for new adventures, like parenthood. I think what we have is precious. We might not be able to see each other every week, or we might not all be the best of friends, but we care for each other and we are here for each other and I think that it’s a very rare bond that we have. So happy birthday, Sana. I can’t wait to see you blow out the candles every year”

#noorhelm #drabble

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a-good-finder · 6 years

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the malec playlist ♥

Ok, so. Hi!

I’m not very big on fandom things, so bear with me. Months ago, I created this playlist on Spotify with songs that touch my Malec-strings. I’m here to share it with you lot, in hopes you all can cry at them with me or even point out other songs which you consider Malec-y.

This is it: the malec playlist :)

Below, you have a list of all the songs, some with excerpts cos I’m a bitch for lyrics that remind me of my favorite couple. It’s a very eclectic playlist, you see.

[Btw, some things might be off or wrong cos not only is English not my first language I’m feeling too lazy to search for spelling and etc, sorry >D]

So, we’ve got...

- All of Me, John Legend

- Little Do You Know, Alex & Sierra (due to this amazing fanvid)

- Grow Old with Me, Tom Odell (cRY)

- “Read All About It, Pt. III”, Emeli Sandé :’)

- Nobody Wants to be Lonely, Rick Martin & Christina Aguilera [sERIOUSLY, look: your heart is cold and lost the will to love, like a broken arrow (...) time is precious and it's slipping away, and I've been waiting for you all of my life (...) can you hear my voice, do you hear my song, it's a seranade, so your heart can find me, ohh. and suddenly you're flying down the stairs into my arms, baby, ohh (me singing and crying this sHIT IS GOOD)]

- Shape of My Heart, Backstreet Boys

- OBVIOUSLY War of Hearts, Ruelle (um hino desses)

- True Colors, Cyndi Lauper :’’’’’’)

- Wide Eyed, Billy Lockett (3uheuwhuhuehuehuehruheu3heu)

- Two Men in Love, The Irrepressibles (so so so so bEAUTIFUL)

- And Then You, Greg Laswell (seeeeeee: and how my dreams they spin me 'round, and how my dreams they let me down, and how my thoughts they spin me 'round, and how my thoughts they let me down... then there's you, then there's you, then there's you, then there's you...)

- Duet (feat. Stephanie Briggs), Penny and Sparrow (ok I’m sorry but tHIS ONE IS GOLD: because I’ve seen you, and I know you, and I’m not going anywhere)

- Strong, One Direction

- What Makes You Beautiful, One Direction (heuhuehuhe)

- You & I, One Direction

- Can’t Help Falling in Love, Elvis Presley (wISE MEN SAY ONLY FOOLS RUSH IN aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah)

- Better Love, Hozier

- Can You Hold Me, NF & Britt Nicole (this one has become such a favorite, seriously, listen to it)

- Old Skin, Ólafur Arnalds (I’ve heard this song first in an Evak fanvid, but if fits bOTH so well...)

- I Choose You, Sara Bareilles (#ImmortalHusbands)

- I’m Yours, Alessia Cara (BUT HEAR ME OUT!!! She says: cause I’ve had my heart broken before, and I promised I would never let me hurt anymore. but I tore down my walls, and opened my doors, and made room for one. so baby I’m yours, and honestly the whole song is so dhjfhjfbjhbfj I cry a little)

- Do I Wanna Know?, Arctic Monkeys (I’ve taken this one from another Malec playlist on spotify, Take You As You Are, it fits pretty well lol)

- Certain Things, James Arthur (this is such a fanvid song lol)

- Love You Any Less, Rag’n’Bone Man (mAN, another one from Take You As You Are, and it’s so so so so touching, seriously; listen to it while you watch the 2x15 scene ;D)

- Underneath, Adam Lambert

- OBVI: The Other Side, Ruelle (2x18 break-up vibes)

- Brave, Riley Pearce (yes, the one from their last 2x18 scene, but just listen to it)

- Vulnerable, The Saturdays (same vein as “I’m Yours”, very Magnus-y)

- Surrender, Natalie Taylor (since we’re talking about Malec-break up, look at this fanvid)

- Beautiful Mess, Kristian Kostov (another amazing fanvid :D)

- Run Away With Me, Carly Rae Jepsen (such a fun song)

- Nobody ‘Til You, Lindsay Lohan (I mean: 'til you I was nothing but lonely nights, there was nothing but sad goodbyes for me to fall through. come true, my dreams are awakening, somebody is making me the only one in the room. what nobody could do, nobody 'til you)

- Hurry Up!, Superfruit (I’ve seen this one in a very cute gifset, but for the life of me can’t I find it D:, but the bit was this one: hey baby, I've never been in love, but I wanna be, I wanna be, so hurry up)

- Never Gonna Change, Broods (I’ve always loved this song, and it made me really happy to be able to add it to this list)

- Wildfire, SYML (HONESTLY SERIOUSLY FULL-HEARTLY nothing is as beautiful as the love in this song. Someone on tumblr once pointed out how Malec-y it is, and just- listen to its softeness)

- Turning Page, Sleeping At Last (#weddingfeels, also: nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart?????? I mean, shit!)

- In the Name of Love, Martin Garrix (heart emojis)

- Venus, Sleeping At Last (after a while, I thought I’d never find you. I convinced myself that I would never find you. when suddenly I saw you. at first I thought you were a constellation. I made a map of your stars, then I had a revelation. you’re as beautiful as endless, you’re the universe I’m helpless in)

- Only You, Cheat Codes & Little Mix (dUDE)

- Atlas: Two, Sleeping at Last (first time I heard this song I couldn’t stop thinking of Malec and /sigh/, help: I know exactly how the rule goes, put my mask on first. no, I don’t want to talk about myself- tell me where it hurts. I just want to build you up, build you up til you’re good as new. and maybe one day I will get around to fixing myself too ring any bells?)

- Bloom, Troye Sivan (hueheuheuheueh)

- I Found, Amber Run

- Saturn, Sleeping At Last (crying forever)

- Stronger, Proper Gentleman & Mr. Gabriel (mAN, woMAN: I am not here to stay, I am not far away, and I can be with you if you need me. I wish that I could say I feel your pain, lost in your shame, and the hardest part is believing... you are stronger than you look in the picture. you are brave, even as you are falling apart)

- Don’t Forget About Me, CLOVES (played during 2x5, Jocelyn’s funeral)

- Show Me What I’m Looking For, Carolina Liar

- When You Look Me In The Eyes (I can’t access the Jonas Brothers’ version, maybe it’s cos my spotify is Brazilian or something, so this is a cover, but dANG this song)

- Fear of the Water, SYML (ok, listen!!! so much sense!!! and also watch this beautiful incredible fanvid)

- Take Care, Florence + the Machine (Drake’s is also so touching and soft and beautiful, yes, but I kinda like the violins in this one lol)

- Dressed In Black, Sia (added yesterday, but everyweek it seems I find another song for this playlist-- if you’ve never heard it, take a look at this chorus: you found me dressed in black, hiding way up at the back. life had broken my heart into pieces. you took my hand in yours, you started breaking down my walls, and you covered my heart in kisses. I thought life passed me by, missed my tears, ignored my cries. life had broken my heart, my spirit. and then you crossed my path, you quelled my fears, you made me laugh. then you covered my heart in kisses)

That’s it, so far. I hope listening to it is an eye-opening experience as it always is for me, and we can talk about it all in caps? That’d be nice.

Also, #SaveShadowhunters :D

EDITED, October 13th.

- Telepathy, Christina Aguilera, from the Get Down, which should also have been saved (yes, it’s a Thizzee song, but dAMN)

- Never Enough, Loren Allred, from the Greatest Show Man (another musical, and also another dAMN, just listen to it)

- Come What May, from yet aNOTHER musical and also from Glee (yes, both versions) cos both are amazing and deserve to be listened to always.

#malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #shadowhunters #saveshadowhunters #sh #savesh #♥#tracklist

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luffysfakebeard · 6 years

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basically all my freaking out while watching the Sense8 (obviously this is 100% spoilers so it’s under the cut for easy avoiding)

- Starting with baby Wolfie 😭 he just wanted to protect his mother!!

- Shit I forgot Wolfgang had been captured

- Kala reaching out to Wolfgang and being so gentle with him!!!!! it’s what he deserves!!!

- Lito explaining the cluster and how it feels to Dani and Hernando and Hernando being the most precious artsy bean about it

- Will using all his police interrogation training on Whispers 👌🏻 👌🏻 👌🏻

- Whispers is such a fucking psycho jeeeeez talking about cutting Riley’s brain open

- Poor Amanita talking about her dreaming of Paris, but wow Nomi’s beautiful speech about marrying Neets was such a tear jerker

- Lito still worrying about his acting and then having a cabin fever meltdown omg classic Lito

- Wait Wolfgang’s mother was his sister???

- Oh god Wolfgang’s dad raped his step-daughter that’s so awful

- “You’re still my mum” baby Wolfie never fails to make me cry 😭 😭 😭

- Wolfgang is so smart and brave and strong I will always love him and I really hope his escape sequence isn’t a dream

- Oh my god there’s like 100 sensates in those beds

- Kala talking Wolfgang down from suicide ☹️ poor Wolfie must be so tired of fighting he’s been doing it his whole life

- Bug fan girling over the cluster is too sweet he is the purest soul

- Poor Sun; coming from a country where honour is so important and having to hear that her family’s scandal is “the story of the decade” must be hard

- Sun FaceTiming her detective boy!!!

- “NO MORE CARBS IN THE HOUSE I’LL EAT THEM ALL” same Lito

- Did Rajan accidentally lead BPO to the cluster ffs

- Rajan you were not ready to know everything omg his face

- Rajan loves Kala so much she needs to tell him that she loves Wolfgang too it isn’t fair

- The French club owner being gay for Riley #relatable and Will agreeing to pistols at dawn for Riley’s love 😂😂

- Oh wow that woman talking about the Paris attack, what a beautiful little speech

- Wait if they all ran then where is Whispers?? Where are they keeping him??

- Will’s “bad cop feeling is buzzing”. he’s basically Spider Man

- Omg Capheus spraying the van scene

- Dani and the gun wow I’m gay

- Dani talking to Whispers about being an abusive shit you fucking go girl

- Mr Hoy is back!! But....he’s going to kill himself isn’t he? ☹️

- Chairman has a real Darth Vader vibe going on

- Wolfgang egging the chairman on to shoot him in the head damn boy

- Hernando knowing Lito’s movies better than he does!!! Dedicated boyfriend alert

- Lito dressed as the most stereotypical Frenchman ever with a dozen baguettes omg

- “Gay?” “We wish.” “Two at the bar are cops” wow Dani just because they didn’t want to buy you a drink!! 😂

- Sun and Capheus fist bump!! Amazing!!

- Sun in a glittery crop top 👌🏻👌🏻

- Okay but if Rajan was with Wolfgang then surely he saw Wolfie air kissing Kala, AKA HIS WIFE???

- Mun came for Sun!!!

- Lila shooting everyone and kidnapping Whispers dang

- Wow, Kala LITERALLY going behind Rajan’s back to connect with Wolfgang how shitty. Wolfie deserves better than to be a side piece and Rajan doesn’t deserve to be blatantly cheated on. Decide, Kala, or see if your boys are happy to be in a polyamorous relationship like Litnando and Dani.

- “Guys, how about some BUBBLY?!” Rajan seems to be taking everything well omg

- Wolfgang’s thank you speech 😭😭😭 my baby boy deserves this family and all the love so much!!!!

- Oh my god, the old church is beautiful

- The whole Lacuna thing was INTENSE

- Riley sharing her music with the cluster and their spouses was so pure

- FELIX AND WOLFIE REUNION!!!!

- Omg Wolfie’s favourite toy the rocket launcher returns

- “I think I’m going to enjoy killing you” damn right Wolfgang

- OH FUCK I FORGOT RAJAN BROKE HIS DICK ON THEIR HONEYMOON OMFG

- God Puck is gross

- Trojan horse? Nah mate Trojan condoms

- Aw the episode titles is Love Conquers All

- The tourist scene 😂😂

- Wolfgang in soft pink 😍

- Rajan being shocked by Kala killing someone but then immediately asking to be taught how to shoot because he understands that this isn’t a black and white situation 💜 we stan one (1) good husband

- I swear to God if anything happens to Felix Imma flip my shit AND AS I WAS WRITING THIS HE FUCKING GOT SHOT AGAIN HE BETTER BE FINE

- Sun just fucking climbing that guy to take him down what a hero

- MUN GOT HURT NO

- God I hope nothing happens to Rajan

- KALA GOT SHOT NO SHE NEEDED HER HAPPY ENDING WITH WOLFGANG

- Kala directing her two men to save her life fuck I’m weeping

- Rajan thinking of the taser thank god

- Jonas killed the chairman!!!!! damn!!!!!

- Sad that Wolfgang didn’t get to shoot the chairman, but happy he got to use his rocket launcher on the helicopter Lila and Whispers were on 👌🏻

- THEY ALL GOT TO GO BACK TO THE EIFFEL TOWER

- Wolfgang smoking 👌🏻 I really shouldn’t find it as attractive as I do haha

- HOY LIVES!!!! I’M SO HAPPY!!!

- Awww Capheus bringing his family to Paris! he has so much enthusiasm for life

- Sun is cleared of all charges!!!!!!

- SUN’S DOG RETURNS!!!!! (”she wanted to introduce me to her family” cuts to just the two of them and her dog. AMAZING)

- OH MY GOD THIS IS NOMI AND AMANITA’S WEDDING

- Capheus introducing Sun as the spirit of Jean-Claude 😂

- Will meeting Riley’s dad and telling him meeting Riley was the best day of his life I can’t

- Oh dang Amanita’s free loving mum meeting Nomi’s shitty mother this can only go one way

- Not the way I expected but you can clearly see the difference in their families seeing as Nomi’s parents didn’t even know how they met

- NOMI AND AMANITA BOTH LOOK FLAWLESS IN THEIR DRESSES

- Bug walking Nomi down the aisle and both of them thanking each other for being family I’m crying 😭

- Riley’s dad playing the piano at their wedding makes me so happy

- Amanita’s speech was so powerful and Nomi’s was so wholesome and full of love I’m so happy for them

- The firework sequence!! Beautiful, exactly what they all deserve after all the struggling!!

- Rajan and Wolfgang with their arms over each other’s shoulders cheering fireworks wow 😂 so glad the show didn’t pit them against each other in the finale

- Bug meeting a woman!

- The acoustic Nothing Matters When We’re Dancing made me cry

- Wolfgang and Rajan dancing terribly together at the rave music omg

- Kala chugging her drink when Will asks her what she wants wow 😂 her not knowing storyline has literally lasted the whole show she’s clearly just having both of them at this point good for them

- Of course the Nomanita wedding serves pot brownies 😂😂

- “Nomi! I don’t know what I was thinking; it’s a beautiful name!” I am crying so much I’m so happy for Nomi to get to hear her mother finally say that

- Dammit I was hoping to avoid another orgy scene but I guess it isn’t Sense8 without one

- Riley’s starry bra is super cute I want it

- Wolfgang’s face in the bed when he’s trying to convince Rajan to have a threesome 😂😂

- Wolfgang/Rajan kiss!

- Oh no they’re doing callbacks to the couples through the show I can’t it’s too emotional and reminding me that THIS IS THE FINALE

- I can’t believe the last shot of the finale of this incredible show was the strap on 😂😂

- The cast and crew video through the credits 😭 I can’t believe this amazing show is over

#Gael makes a post #Sense8 #Sense8 finale

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singledarkshade · 6 years

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The Lost Ones

Part Two - Michael

It was the kind of bar people came to drink and forget their problems. It was dimly lit with music playing in the background so people didn’t have to listen to their own thoughts.

Casey Miller, owner of the bar, had taken it over when her father died. Just over five foot with curly blonde hair and green eyes she didn’t look like she could handle the type of clientele that frequented the place. But she had grown up here and the regulars were all old friends of her father so she knew how to look after herself.

Casey poured a shot of whiskey for the man standing at the bar in front of her before she placed it behind her making him frown.

“I thought it was customary to serve the drinks you pour,” he glared at her, his English accent confirming he was not a native of Central City.

“For customers,” she smiled sweetly at him, “But you work for me.”

His blue eyes filled with ice, “Not at the moment.”

“Okay then, Michael,” she countered, “As your friend,” holding up his hand to stop him retorting, “Your only friend, I will let you have this once you eat something.”

“I don’t need anything to eat,” he snarled back leaning forward over her.

Casey rolled her eyes, despite the fact she was almost a foot smaller than he was, she wasn’t even slightly intimidated, “Seriously man, your clothes are beginning to wear you.”

He continued to glare at her sighing when she didn’t budge an inch, “Fine.”

Casey smiled patting his shoulder, “Pick me up my usual while you’re there.”

Michael Burns, once known as Rip Hunter, left the bar appropriately called ‘Anonymous’ heading to the Chinese Takeout a few blocks away that he and Casey ate from so often they didn’t have to actually order.

The name he’d adopted was deliberate.

Michael was the name he had been raised with, so he answered to it without thought, and not unusual so no one would think twice when hearing it. His surname however had taken some more consideration. He’d originally thought about using Coburn, the surname Miranda had chosen, but knew that it would be a bit obvious to the Legends so he went instead with Burns.

Luckily he had planned ahead for all eventualities when he started the Bureau ensuring there was money he could access that no one knew about if he needed to. He really didn’t want to live on the streets again.

Rip had decided that this was the best time period to stay in for the moment. The Bureau wouldn’t look for him so close to them. The Jumpship was too big a piece of tech to hide so he’d sent it back, making sure that the moment it reached its destination a virus destroyed all evidence of where it had been. Even then he’d uploaded a great deal of false information within its databanks just in case.

Luck had been on his side for once, Casey had been looking for a bartender after her last one was arrested due to a few outstanding warrants in Star City. The bar also had an extremely small apartment above it but it was fine for his requirements.

Noise behind him made him frown and stop walking.

“Look,” Rip stated coldly, “I am not in the mood for this. Either get lost or I will make you truly regret trying to rob me.”

A harsh laugh from behind him made Rip sigh. Sensing the prospective thief directly at his back Rip spun, grabbing the other man’s wrist twisting so the knife he was holding fell to the ground. Twisting even more the thief screamed when Rip snapped his wrist before punching him in the jaw sending him crashing to the ground into an unconscious heap.

Picking up the knife Rip examined it for a few moments before tucking it into his belt and walking away murmuring, “I told you you’d regret it.”

Casey smiled when Rip brought the bags of food into the small room behind the bar. She was right; she was his only friend here. He knew letting her this close was stupid because getting close to anyone was a bad idea. Everyone he cared for was taken from him.

But Rip was lonely.

He’d spent years being the only physical being on a time ship but had always had Gideon to talk to, to argue with and tell him when he was being an idiot. She’d been his lifeline when his family had been taken from him and without her...

“As promised,” Casey placed the glass of whiskey on the table in front of him.

He frowned at her as he opened his food. Eating Rip let the music Casey had put on wash over him.

He’d been here just under six months and did his best to remain hidden. Though, on a few occasions, he had put himself in position to witness a few incidents that were significant in the timeline of a few of Central City’s heroes because he couldn’t resist the chance to see them.

He was brought out of his thoughts when a breeze hit him, turning he found Casey standing on the small patio outside lighting a cigarette, her blonde curls blowing in her eyes.

“Thought you were quitting?” Rip asked.

Casey shrugged at him, “You quit drinking and I’ll quit smoking. Besides I make sure to smoke out here so I don’t ‘pollute your lungs’.”

Sighing Rip rubbed his hand across his eyes before tossing down the shot of whiskey, “I’m going to go get some sleep. See you tomorrow.”

“Michael,” she called to him, “I do worry about you.”

Rip stared at her for a moment before replying, “I’m fine. I’m not trying to kill myself. I just don’t care.”

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Rip lay in the small bed staring at the ceiling trying to get the energy to move after another sleepless night. Sleep didn’t come easy to him; his nightmares were no longer soothed by Gideon entering his dreams. He usually had one full night’s rest every few weeks when the exhaustion chased them away. Glancing to the bedside cabinet his eyes focussed on his pocket watch showing the picture of Miranda and Jonas. Next to it sat the blackened cube that should have been Gideon’s refuge but was now only a reminder of the fact he’d failed to save her.

He’d failed everyone who was ever important to him. He hadn’t been lying when he told Casey he wasn’t trying to kill himself because he wasn’t. There were days when his losses became too much to bear that he couldn’t bring himself to care about anything.

Dragging himself out of bed Rip had a quick shower before dressing and heading downstairs to get the bar ready for opening. About half an hour into his shift Casey appeared, she handed him a roll and sausage smiling amused at his frown.

“You need to eat,” she reminded him, “I don’t want you to faint while serving drinks.”

Rip frowned, “You’re almost as bad as Gid...” he stopped sharply at the pain that went with saying her name.

Casey gave him a look that he knew meant she was desperate to ask but their unspoken agreement was that she didn’t ask about his past and he didn’t ask about hers.

“Just say thank you,” Casey rolled her eyes.

“Thank you,” Rip replied annoyed but he took a bite of the roll.

Working at the bar wasn’t that bad.

Rip knew it helped that this was the kind of place people didn’t expect conversation, just the alcohol they ordered. It also kept him busy so he didn’t obsess on the hideousness that was his life.

And then the worst possible thing happened.

“Do you not know any normal bars, man?” Jax’s voice came through the door.

Rip quickly ducked into the back of the bar, catching Casey’s arm, “You need to serve them.”

“Who?” Casey asked worriedly.

Rip took a quick look to check who was there, “Big mean looking guy, tall cheerful guy, the kid and blonde woman.”

“Michael?” she placed a hand on his arm concern in her eyes.

“They cannot know I’m here,” Rip stated intently.

She nodded, “Okay. I’ll serve them and you head upstairs. I’ll let you know when they’re gone.”

“Thanks, Casey,” he murmured, taking a few breaths to remain calm and not just run until he had a reason to.

She squeezed his arm before taking over the bar while he jogged up the stairs. Entering his apartment Rip quickly booted up his tablet and opened up the surveillance he had set up in the bar.

“So, we agree,” Sara noted as she sat with a beer in her hand, “Next time Mick does not get to choose the bar we go to.”

“Agreed,” Jax and Ray said while Mick just chuckled.

Jax sighed, “At least we were able to meet up. Though did anyone hear from Nate?”

“He’s helping the Star Labs team again,” Ray told him, “What about you? I heard you’re working for the Time Bureau?”

Jax shrugged, “Because of my experience with the time drive they offered me a job.”

“And you took it?” Mick demanded.

“I’m not the only one,” Jax said turning to Sara.

“What?” Ray gasped.

Sara shrugged, “Agent Sharpe recommended me to help train recruits. I did not want to go back into retail so I took the job. Besides they’re fixing the Waverider for us and it means I can keep up to date on the search for Rip, who apparently was the one who didn’t want us working with his precious Bureau.”

“Is Rip still missing?” Ray asked with a frown.

Sara nodded, “And they’re not happy. Apparently every bit of tech they use he had a hand in creating so he’s managed to subvert all their efforts to find him.”

“Good riddance,” Mick said.

Sara frowned at him, “Who gave him the scotch and told him his room was free?”

Mick shrugged, “Gideon had just died. I didn’t want to trip over him being miserable. How was I supposed to know he had tools and a way out in there?”

Rolling her eyes Sara ignored him, “Anyway, the Jumpship reappeared about three months ago with all information completely wiped. There have been a few sightings but they haven’t been able to find him.”

“I hope he’s okay,” Ray said softly, he frowned at the looks the others gave, “Come on, he might have...”

“Betrayed us and his new shiny Time Bureau?” Sara suggested with a smirk.

“Gideon was the last part of his family,” Ray reminded her, “You saw his face when she...died. He was utterly devastated.”

“Rip saw her as a person,” Jax reminded Sara, “We both saw that in his mind.”

“He was also our friend,” Ray stated.

Sara rolled her eyes, “When it suited him.”

“You do know you sound a bit like the dumped girlfriend you mocked him as,” Jax told her, dodging the swipe she aimed at him.

“Okay,” Ray finished his drink, “Can we find a slightly less grimy bar now we’ve had a drink here?”

Sara chuckled, “Fine. I think there’s a sports bar a couple of blocks from here.”

Rip watched his former colleagues leave the bar, hating how they now thought of him but he’d chosen his path for a reason. He’d been trying to protect them and the entirety of time because he’d accidentally created a bureaucracy. One who couldn’t decide the colour of the bloody pen to use for filling in the forms to start the process for his tribunal, never mind deal with a creature like Mallas. It was his own fault for trying to make a place completely different from the Time Masters because it had ended up going too far the other way.

A knock came at the door, “They’re gone, Michael.”

“Thanks,” he opened the door to her quickly saying, “It’s a long complicated story.”

Casey nodded, “I know the feeling. Can you go back to work?”

“Just give me ten minutes so I’m sure they’re completely gone?”

Rolling her eyes Casey headed back downstairs.

Rip rechecked his security feed watching the four people he’d once called his friends walk away. Finally they were far enough away he felt safe to head back down to finish his shift.

It took about a full three weeks before Rip felt secure again in his surroundings that he didn’t jump at every sound. It made sense Mick knew this bar. It was the kind of place he would have frequented before he joined the team.

He took the small risk of hacking into the Bureau to check on what he’d overheard from Sara and Jax. Rip had created several back doors into the system to allow him access whenever he needed. He knew it was a risk but he had to be sure they had no idea where or when he was. Which was why he made the trip to 2654 before making his incursion, just in case they did manage to track him despite the fact he was almost completely sure only Gideon could have caught him.

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It was quiet as he wandered around the shops trying to get everything he needed before he picked up the items Casey wanted. She’d had handed him a list about a mile long when he mentioned on his day off he was going to the mall. Rip was almost certain there was no way he’d run into anyone who knew him but even then he made sure to go as early as possible.

It was getting to the stage he was beginning to think about moving on. The problem that presented was where and when. Without the Waverider it wasn’t an easy thing to research.

Grabbing some tea at the closest coffee shop he paused when he spotted Barry Allen and Cisco Ramon walking nearby discussing something as they drank their own coffee.

Rip sipped his tea sadly remembering when he would be watching two of Central City’s greatest heroes for a specific reason and not just because he happened to be walking nearby. His musings were interrupted when a little boy ran past him, the mother calling the child back. Seeing the boy turn Rip felt his breath catch in his throat at the blond hair and big blue eyes, so like his own son.

Finishing his tea Rip quickly walked the other way to get away from the memories.

He needed to leave.

Part Three

#fic #rip hunter #gideon #legends of tomorrow #supergirl #alex danvers #kara danvers

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Soooo :D after you all requested it (about 3 ppl did - but just let me exaggerate in peace) here is part 3 of Isak and Even doing trust excercises <3 it starts up right where part 2 ended so if you want to read those first: Part 1 / Part 2

When they stepped back from each other Isak looked over to Magnus and Vilde. Vilde had a frown on her face that changed into a too bright smile when she caught his gaze. Magnus looked a bit deflated when he saw how close Isak and Even had been. The other two had stopped close in front of each other when both decided this was as close as was comfortable, but there was still a hand length between their bodies.

They had been pretty happy with themselves (especially when most of the other couples had stopped a meter or further away from each other) until their eyes landed on Isak and Even. Who were obviously trying to morph into each other to be closer, toes stacked, noses pressed against each other, touching from chests to knees.

Even shot Mags an encouraging smile as the woman – maybe Lille? – announced the next test.

“Everyone, take one of these scarfs,” she said as she went around and handed each couple one of the colorful fabrics.

“I want the light blue one,” Even stage whispered to Isak who rolled his eyes with pure fondness. “You’re a child, Even.” But nevertheless he hurried over to where the women was and plucked the light blue one from her arm (this got him a rewarding cheek kiss).

“Blindfold your partner and take your place behind them,” came the instruction. Even raised his brows at Isak and grinned.

“So, nothing new there,” he said as he turned his back to Isak who snorted at his words.

Magnus gave a high pitched “What?” at that which got ignored by the other three.

The next exercise was to guide your partner just with your voice through an obstacle course that the woman – Laura? God, he knew it had been something with L – placed on the ground in front of them.

While the woman talked on about how important it was to completely trust your partner for this Isak rested his hands on Even’s hips and his chin on Even’s shoulder. Even leaned into him a bit and tugged on one of Isak’s hands. He understood the gesture and wrapped his arms around Even’s middle. When it was time to start Isak placed a quick kiss to the shoulder his chin had been resting on and untangled his arms from around him.

“Ok, go one step forward. For the record, we are talking about normal human-sized steps.” Even laughed and took a relatively moderate step forward.

“Don’t do any of your long spider steps.” This got Isak an offended scoff.

“Spider legs? Really, babe? I call you adorable animal names all the time and I get spider?” Even shook his head which made the blue tail of the blindfold bounce. Isak grinned.

“Lift your leg a bit - I’m sorry I forgot for a second that spiders are a delicate subject when it comes to you (*) – forward and then to your right.” Even grinned. Isak could only see the back of his swoopy blonde head but he just knew that he grinned.

“And anyway – now crouch down a bit, yeah like that, and now one step to your left and forward – you call me monkey. What is adorable about monkeys. They smell,” Isak continued. Guiding Even through that little ‘parcour’ was more than easy and didn’t stop them from keeping up their banter.

“What! I call you baby monkey which is the most adorable nickname anyone has ever come up with.” Isak’s grin at his boyfriend’s dramatics got bigger as he asked “Are you saying you are the master of nicknames?”

Even laughed and he saw the back of his head nod. “I’m saying that.”

Isak only let out an amused “Hmm” before Even continued with “I won’t argue the smelling part, because…” Even let his voice trail off and Isak laughed (loudly, which had Vilde startle next to him and send him a scolding look).

“Fuck you, Even. I kinda want to make you trip now,” he teased, the smile clearly audible in his voice.

“But you won’t,” Even replied. It wasn’t a question and was said with a warm certainty which made Isak want to cross the distance and get his arms back around his boy.

“Nei. I won’t.” He agreed.

Then it was Isak’s turn to be blindfolded and guided. in the process of getting the scarf over his eyes Even kept giving him cheek kisses and nuzzled his nose into his jaw. But it was ok because even though they kept talking and Even was taking his sweet time getting Isak ready for his round they were still faster than the others. -- Vilde had cast Isak an annoyed look after they discussed the nicknames and told him “I call Magnus lion! Because of his huge-“ which was thankfully interrupted by Magnus crashing over one of the obstacles in front of him, since his guide had not been paying attention to him.

“Now, trust is important in a relationship, but for it to be healthy you also need communication.” The woman was collecting the blindfolds again as she began the new instructions.

The women all made wiping gestures that Isak assumed were meant to make sure their makeup was intact. He himself blinked a few times, the room bright after having his eyes closed for a while.

“Communication doesn’t just happen verbally, but also silent.” Isak scrunched his face up at that and threw a huh look at Even, who nodded as if he totally agreed and Isak should listen. Tsss, smartass.

“So, all of you sit down in front of your partner. Don’t touch, don’t talk, but sit as close as you’d like. And then you look each other in your eyes. You will do this for two minutes,” she said and gestured to a clock that hung over the door of the living room they were in.

There was commotion as everyone took their seat. Isak and Even sat in front of each other, legs crossed. This time it was Isak who raised his brows which was answered by a teasing smile on Even’s full lips. Isak’s gaze dropped down.

“Hey, eyes up here,” Even said with a shake of his head, pointing to his eyes and Isak let out a “pfff” with a roll of his eyes. They grinned at each other again.

“Everyone ready? Good. While you look each other in the eyes, try to communicate to your partner what they mean to you. Communicate with your eyes.” The exercise (if you can call sitting on the floor and doing nothing an exercise) started and silence stretched through the room.

At first they both kept their teasing looks and smiles on their faces, both making fun of the idea to communicating through their eyes. But after a few moments something shifted. Communicate to your partner what they mean to you. Isak looked at Even’s clear sparkly blue eyes and something in him melted. What Even meant to him? He meant the world. All his dorky little quirks, the embarrassing songs he serenaded Isak with, the old and cheesy movies he made Isak watch and about which he could hold a passionate speech for hours, all the times Isak had woken up from a bad dream or couldn’t fall asleep and Even had been there. Had held his hand and stroked his back and combed those lovely fingers through his hair. All the post-it notes he found everywhere in his school books with little drawings on them of the two of them or Isak with Jonas or Isak with Sana or Isak with Even’s parents. All the times Even had made him feel like he was the most precious and perfect person to walk the earth. All of it, all of Even meant the world.

Isak saw how Even’s eyes grew soft and loving and he felt a million sparks go off in his stomach. His head felt fuzzy with the idea that Even was thinking the same stuff about him right now. That Even loved him just as much as he did him. Isak placed his hands that were laying on his knees on the ground beside him and pushed himself forward, closer to Even.

Their knees knocked gently against each other and Even’s eyes got smaller when his mouth widened into a fond smile. His teeth showing which normally made Isak’s eyes zip down to the lips of his boy, but right now their stare was too intense to break. Even leaned forward unconsciously which brought them even closer.

The proximity was so small that Isak felt himself go a bit cross eyed, but he didn’t want to lean back. It was all he could do not to climb into Even’s lab and wrap his arms and legs around him. He knew Even would chuckle warmly at him and bring his own arms around his back. He’d whisper “See, you’re my baby monkey” with his deep voice, only meant to be heard by Isak, and...

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR they both jumped when the alarm of Lisle-or-what-ever went off.

“Woah,” Isak let out, sounding as breathless as he felt. He heard Even breath out a laugh as he closed the distance between them by leaning forward, giving Isak a gentle kiss.

“Yeah,” Even agreed and he sounded just as breathless as Isak.

“That was awkward, huh?” Magnus said loudly beside them, gaining him a relieved chuckle from the rest of the room. Isak and Even both smiled in his direction but after that exchanged a look. That wasn’t awkward. That was intense.

“Good. Everyone stay seated. Now that you told your partner non-verbally what you think of them, it’s time to use words!”

Even made a small gasp as if he had been waiting for that forever and Isak could just barely cover up his laugh with a cough. Slapping his back Even looked more than satisfied of himself for making him laugh. Isak couldn’t help but adore this idiot.

“Tell your partner three things you love about them. Three characteristics that made you fall for them or made you love them even more.” The woman rolled up and down on her feet as she said this, clearly the most excited about all of this from the entire room.

“I can’t name just three things.” Even complained, putting both his hands on each of Isak’s knees. Isak rolled his eyes.

“It’s not your cheesiness, that’s for sure.”

Even leaned back and put one of his hands on his chest, offended. “Excuse me, you told me I am the man of your life and I’m the cheesy one?”

“That was more than half a year ago.” Isak protested and went to grab the hand on Even’s chest, placing it back on his knee, leaving his own over it.

“Oh, so that has changed?” Even asked, brows high. Isak shrugged, pursing his lips to keep from smiling. “Maybe.”

“Is it too late to switch partners?” Even asked and pretended to look around the room. Isak giggled and tugged on the hand he still held. “Nei. You are the best thing in my life, Evi.”

Even looked back at him, a mix of wonder and fondness in his eyes, as if he was a bit taken by surprise by Isak switching from their banter to this.

“Three things.” Isak said to divert the attention from himself, his cheeks a bit pinker than before. “Go.”

Even grinned but nodded after a second longer of intensely looking at him.

“Hmmm. I love your loyalty,” Even said and counted it off with his fingers of the hand Isak wasn’t holding in a firm grip. “Your patience. Aaaand” his eyes growing teasing again, “your squishy nose.”

Isak looked at him startled for a second, still very much occupied with his faltering heart at the first two statements, before he threw his free hand up. He sputtered out a laugh and shook his head, huge grin betraying his outrage.

“Hva faen, Even?” He asked, which got him an innocent look.

“You are meant to point out characteristic. And don’t call it squishy. Eskild does that.”

Even shook his head, gesturing Isak to stop, “Eskild got that from me. I said it first.”

“You said it first.” Isak's voice was disbelieving.

“Ja.” Even shrugged with a proud smile on his face, as if he expected praise.

“I repeat: hva faen, Even.”

“What? I love your nose! Remember when I told you it was my favourite part of you?” (*) he said an and reached up to Isak’s face – or rather, to his nose – and stroked over his nose with his thumb. “It’s the softest! And just so bendy. It’s perfect,” he finished his explanation, not putting his hand down but continued to press into Isak’s nose.

“You’re ridiculous,” Isak said, sounding more nasal than usual, but leaned a bit into the touch. His boyfriend was officially the strangest person he knew – he loved it.

“It’s still against the rules to name a physical attribute,” Isak protested which made Even roll his eyes for once.

“Pfff. Oh physical attribute. Mr. big words. Ok, you can name two characteristics and one physical attribute, too.”

Isak nodded his ok, Even’s hand finally stopped to squish the nose and slid to Isak’s neck instead.

“Ok,” Isak started, “so, I love your hands,” he said and held one finger up to signalize one.

“And second-“

“My hands?” Even grinned widely, his eyes almost vanishing from the force of it. He lifted the hand that was on Isak’s neck and wiggled his fingers.

“This hand?” Isak rolled his eyes and grabbed for it, entwining their fingers of both hands.

“Both of them, yes.”

Even’s smile grew soft and he leaned forward a bit but not crossing the distance, which left Isak to initiate a kiss (which he did, of course). So, after two (or five) pecks Isak continued, “Your positivity and your strength.”

Even’s face sobered a bit at that and Isak saw him swallow and then, to his surprise, there was a slight blush on Even’s cheeks.

Even was barely ever shy or blushy and when it happened it made something primal bloom in Isak. He wanted to just throw Even over his shoulder and lock them into their bedroom for the rest of the week.

Isak squeezed Even’s hands and leaned forward again, nuzzling his nose over the pink tinged cheeks of his boy.

“You’re cute.” Isak murmured against Even’s skin and closed his eyes when he places tiny kisses from one cheek over Even’s lips to the other cheek.

Some time later that day:

They were at a party, Isak and Even sitting on a wide couch with Jonas. Mahdi and Magnus sitting on the little couch table in front of them.

“You two seem even more cozy than usual,” Mahdi noted, handing the joint over to Magnus.

Isak looked to Even at Mahdi’s comment and couldn’t help the lovey-dovey smile that took over his face. They were not only sitting close, but almost half of Isak’s back was pressed against Even’s chest, hand on Even’s leg.

Even had his arm around Isak’s shoulder and his hand lay flat against Isak’s stomach.

Even mirrored his fond expression and leaned in, placing a soft kiss to the tip of Isak’s nose. Isak’s eyes drooped shut at this.

In the back of his head he registered Magnus telling (complaining to) Jonas and Mahdi all about the trust seminar, but Isak’s focus was pulled back to Even when the hand on his stomach began to gently stroke over it. Isak hummed his contentment and melted further into Even.

#isak x even #evak #isak valtersen #even bech næsheim #skam #isi's HCs #this was so much fun to write #and i linked 2 of my earlier HCs in there bc #they mention stuff that happened in those and without knowing those i dont know if it makes sense #so before i get asks going /tf are you talking about - hva faen du snakker om/#ill just link those in there #with a *#ok ok ill go pay attention in class now #*snorts* sure isi sure #if you want to read it on ao3 i will post it there too #but laaater #bc class #*sigh*#so for now: enjoy the cheese

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