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conscbgb · 6 months
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7 years (and a week) ago the first episode of SKAM Season 3 was released...and everything changed 💫
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From that day we had the chance to watch 7 remakes of the same storyline, set in 7 different countries...it was magic for real 💥💫
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baby-can-wear-throw · 23 hours
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when-speak-never · 7 days
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peachesobviously · 1 year
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All of skam in every universe
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annadriesen2121 · 6 months
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Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly 🦋🦋🦋
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skambigbang · 6 months
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We're celebrating today the incredible art for an incredible collaboration. "A Safe Place in All Universes" written by @annadriesen2121 and @paralleluniversesfan spans multiples continents, timezones and Skamverses as it traces Sobbe and Evak path forward. And the art to accompany it by yedinleaf is just stunning. Savor it and then go check out the fic
The Skam Big Bang is a fandom event that pairs writers and artists to create a 10K+ story and artwork inspired by it. Every year we’re graced by an amazing wealth of creativity in the various pieces of art and this year was no exception! Though the bang is officially over, we’re gonna be highlighting the artwork and their stories over the next few weeks as we put out a call for new mods to carry it on! Enjoy the eye candy, check out the stories and show our artists and writers some love!
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lavenderbuckyy · 10 months
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Stucky Week Day 4: Teenagers
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17-year-old Bucky Barnes likes a lot of things. He likes astronomy class and books and loud music. Most of all, he likes his boyfriend, Steve — likes going on dates and sneaking out to meet him late at night.
My fill for @stucky-week's day 4 prompt, "Childhood/Teenagers" and @buckybarnesbingo 's C3 Free Square, which I chose to interpret as "High School AU".
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jackfrostsander · 1 year
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Happy 21:21 to parallels!
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Image credit: @annadriesen2121
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bitching-barista · 1 year
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Is it just me or does Wylan from Shadow and Bone look like he could be one of the Isaks from Skam? specifically somewhere between Robbe from Wtfock and Lucas from Skam France
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conscbgb · 2 months
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Sander & Robbe missing hour 💙
They gave us this and then...🥺 and THIS song!
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drijmns · 6 months
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k-wame · 2 years
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Willem De Schryver (Sander) · Willem Herbots (Robbe) ᴡᴛFOCK · Skam Belguim · 2019 · S3·E07
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birthdaysentiment · 1 year
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so take it how you want it, take all my love take it how you got me now after breaking down my heart take it how you want it, take all my love
HAPPY THIRTY-SIX MONTHS ANNIVERSARY SOBBE ♡
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zoennes · 7 months
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Parties at Senne’s: May 3rd, 2019 x October 2nd, 2020. 2.02/2.03 𒀭 4.05
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ayellowcurtain · 4 months
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They always knew they wanted to buy a place for them to live.
It was never an easy task, but they both needed a secure place that nobody could take and break apart. Maybe it’s the broken family syndrome from one and the desperate need for as much security as possible from the other mixed together.
Their apartment is far from perfect, but it is more than enough at the same time. It wasn’t the newest and was far from a dream location, but the whole process of renovating, cleaning, and painting felt so grounding that Sander couldn’t think of ever moving from here.
He’s feeling off this morning, but he managed to make some things to get himself in a better mood.
He nailed their coffee this morning and didn’t forget it until it was room temperature and disgusting. It’s hot, perfect, warming his hands wrapped around his favorite mug, drinking slowly.
Their wood floor feels nice against his bare feet. They sanded everything, and now it feels soft and grounding, still with what seems to be old paint stains here and there, but that’s what makes Sander love it. The thought that, at some point, someone who loved art lived here.
And he’s naked, standing in his living room, staring at a bunch of pictures he took from Robbe over the past few years since they met. There are a few of the two of them together too, and one silly one Robbe took of him after a very special night spent at their hotel. Sander smiles, aware there’s a photo taken a second before the one he’s looking at.
He saw Robbe with his camera and teased him, not covering anything. He remembers Robbe's soft laugh, looking up from behind the camera, and asking Sander to put his hand in front of him. Then Robbe went behind the camera and took the second picture. He’s sure Robbe keeps the other one somewhere safe, where only he can sneak a look from time to time.
Sander made sure to put that photo as high as possible on the wall gallery, in a corner nobody would find. He never had enough space for this many pictures to be exposed, so he’s happy to spend the first few hours of the morning creating this masterpiece after postponing for some time since they moved.
In the back of his head, there are memories from last night: the stranger at the bar, acting like they were all friends after a five-minute conversation. Robbe was tipsy, being a little too handsy and not giving two cares about people seeing it, and that was enough for the dumb stranger to think he should comment about how Robbe seemed so in love and Sander so cold.
Even after too many drinks, Robbe came back from his trip with the comment, his alerts going off, knowing Sander was about to be rude right back.
“I promise you, there’s not a thing about this one that’s cold.” He tried to be nice and polite, as always.
All their friends were also loud, in disbelief, saying how much that stupid human was wrong. But Robbe cut the conversation short, grabbing their beers and passing them to their friends to go hang out somewhere else at the bar.
Sander felt stupid for letting that be the final trigger he needed to stop procrastinating on hanging all these frames.
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His head is so heavy, it’s tempting to roll to his other side and fall back asleep. That would be sooo nice, but the bed is cold and empty. His headache would appreciate the coldness, but he can’t force himself to sleep alone.
So Robbe slips to a sitting position, finding his underwear right on his feet on the floor. He puts it back on, running his fingers through his hair to push it out of his eyes. When he opens their bedroom door, the coffee smell is so tempting it makes his stomach growl.
As he turns around the door to look for Sander, he finds him a couple of steps forward, watching their tall living room wall that’s not empty anymore. Robbe smiles because every morning is a repeated realization that this naked, painfully good-looking, messy hair with a mug in his hands is his boyfriend. This is his life. If he tried to dream about a perfect reality, it wouldn’t come close to what this is.
“Always a good morning when I find you naked around the house.” Robbe sounds as sleepy as he feels, melting against Sander’s back as soon as he’s close enough, closing his eyes for just one second. Sander’s smell is also better than the coffee smell.
He feels when his boyfriend snorts.
“Did I wake you?”
“Not even a worldwide invasion would have made me wake up this morning.” He forces himself to adjust his posture to look over Sander’s shoulder, wrapping both arms around Sander’s waist, and resting his chin on his boyfriend’s shoulder.
He looks at all the horrible pictures of mostly him on their wall. Sander thinks he is so beautiful it made his self-esteem improve since they met, but it’s still too many pictures of him. They’re all from good memories, at least.
“We finally have your wall.”
Sander nods his head, finishing his coffee.
“That's a good idea. If we ever move anywhere. There will always be a Robbe wall.”
Robbe loves the way his name sounds when Sander says it. Maybe that’s his thing from now on. Record the love of all his life saying his name in every possible situation and play it over and over again.
“If you say so…”
“I do”
“Okay.” Robbe kisses his neck, taking a deep breath against his skin.
“Maybe that’ll make me warmer.”
Robbe snorts just like Sander does constantly, letting go of him to grab his empty mug to refill it for himself.
“If you warm up just a little bit, you’ll burn this house down. You’re like a heather. That's why I like sleeping better when I’m all wrapped around you like a snake, trying to steal your painfully good warmth. And sexiness.” Robbe winks at Sander when he looks at him over his shoulder with his eyebrows raised and a lazy smile on his lips.
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