#i have never actually tried to lucid dream so this is a fucking suprise.

[autism-corner]

wait i might have actually lucid dreamed. wait.

so i was having this dream and it started at work. after a bit I began to notice something where the furniture wasnt right, like two coffee machines or my literal own personal wardrobe just. standing there. then, somehow they said it was friday evening, which isnt possible since i KNOW i have important irl stuff then. So i was trying to figure out if i was correct in the incorrectness. i started telling the supervisors that this wasnt correct and that the dates are wrong (not really the best decision in hindsight i think). they were looking at me like i was stupid and insane, so i just tried to wake up. which actually worked. wth.

[spilled-some-blood]

Deal’s A Deal

Freddy Krueger x F.Reader

Welcome to Charlie at 2 am writing for the Freddy fans instead of working on their job application because they don’t make good life choices

Summary: In which Freddy Krueger meets a child who seemed unfazed by him, ending in a strange bond over the years.

You opened your eyes, your hands brushing against cold stone ground. You swore you had fallen asleep.

Glancing around, it felt all to real, and yet not. Were you lucid dreaming?

That was perhaps the most possible explanation, you were in a dream. That makes sense.

You stood up off the concrete floor, leaves were piled around you. It was dark, still night time and there was a fog in the air.

You had begun walking to the exit of the alleyway you were in before a shadowed figure appeared ahead, walking towards you.

The sounds of screeching metal rang through the alleyway, and you were heavily confused.

Then the figure became more clear the closer he edged towards you. Strolling to you casually.

You didn't move, staring at the man with a frown as he came into view, making out the details.

A striped green and red sweater like one's your aunt would buy you for Christmas. Interesting choice, but you did like the feature of a fedora. You always thought those were cool.

"And who are you?" You rose a brow, intrigued buy the fact his skin... it was burned you guessed, or radiated.

"Your worst nightmare." He cackled, only a few steps away, and you took notice of the claw-like blades.

"That does not answer my question." You reply unfazed, catching him by suprise.

He walked closer, leaning down and his eyes met yours. "Freddy Krueger." He grinned, bringing the claw up infront of your face menacingly. "Are you not scared? I could kill you right here and now." He states, one of the blades brushed against your skin in a small prick.

"I've... seen scarier." You then state with a grimace to the fact. "And this is a dream, it's impossible to hurt me in such a state."

"You're much different from other seven year olds aren't you?" He says with an irritated look.

"Obviously." Was your reply before staring at him. "I'm eight, get your fucking facts right."

He raises a brow, "have not met a kid who swears." Bending down to meet your eye again.

"You pick it up after a while." You shrug. "And like I said, this is a dream." You roll your eyes, brushing past him to walk out the alleyway. You wanted to explore this strange setting. "So where are we?"

"Elm street." He scoffs, following after your smaller form. "You're not scared of me?" He asks for more confirmation.

Your eyes turn to him, widening when his eyes roll back, going into his head and bugs begin to pour out from the empty sockets. You shivered, yet you weren't afraid.

You saw him clench a hand, pulling a centipede from his eye before the eyes just roll back.

"That's disgusting, not scary." You snicker when he scowled, enjoying making him annoyed. You moved away from any bug that did try to crawl at you.

He grumbles something incoherent, and you turn back to continue your stroll, unfazed by his preformance.

You turned down the street, walking down the sidewalk

"Are you real?" You asked, then added; "like... do I know you in real life? I've heard that people you see in dreams you've met in real life."

You ask, curiously.

"I'm very real." He says in a tone that speaks menacing. Though he still follows you. "This is our first meeting."

You pause, turning your head to glance at him. "You say that as though it will not be our last."

"It won't." He states, and you eye him before turning your attention back to exploring the darker version of Elm street.

•▪°○°▪•

Like he had stated, it was not your last meeting.

You thought he was calling bluffs when you thought he couldn't hurt you physically, until he proved you wrong.

It was a single small cut on your arm, it hurt like a bitch. You'd tell him repeatedly, still thinking it'd be gone when you woke up.

But once again you were wrong.

You awoke with a hiss, feeling a warm liquid seep into your shirt. You opened your eyes to the dimly lit room, and saw the cut on your arm, still completely real.

You were wrong.

So you had turned more cautious. Not scared, but cautious of his actions.

And yet, he hadn't killed you. Or caused any more harm to your being, after seeing him be so smug as you confessed you were wrong.

Days of seeing him in your dreams turned to weeks.

Nothing in your strange relationship has changed, it seems as though you tried to get reactions from each other.

There was always that one night when he has always tried to scare you, to make you fear him.

In every situation you always said the same thing;

"I've seen scarier."

And them weeks became months.

Months to a few years.

•▪°○°▪•

You came home, groaning in frustration as you heard your parents fighting in the living room, again.

You snuck past it, not wanting to be thrown into the mess.

You had homework to do, senior year of high school has not been so easy for you. Although you could celebrate in some ways.

You were almost 18, a legal adult. Eventually you could leave this prison of a house.

You were never scared of the man named Freddy Krueger, because you didn't have many fears.

You have seen scarier, scarier than guts and blood, scarier than bugs or spiders.

You had grown up independently, unable to rely on your parents for even a single drop of support your life. They had always fought, and if they didn't fight one or the other would verbally abuse you.

You supposed it was an immunity you had created after such a long duration of exposure to their toxicity.

You didn't even know why they hadn't choosen to divorce.

Seeing Freddy every night in your dreams always reminded you he was the only possible "friend" you had.

It kinda hurt to admit it.

You were well aware of his past when you did your own research (- not snooping around or anything -) at the age of 13. A child murderer.

So why didn't he kill you?

Years past and yet you still ask this. Were you special in some way where he decided to spare you?

You snicker, probably not... though it doesn't answer my question.

He had found out about your life in the waking world when you were 14, breaking down as soon as you woke up in his realm. It had been because your father genuinely looked like he was about to hit you, so pent up in rage it's image was scarred into your memory.

They had never tried to hit you before.

It was the first and only time (so far) that Freddy had seen you in such a weak state. You hadn't let it happen again, regaining your lost composure.

You went into the kitchen, grabbing a granola bar before silently running upstairs.

You evening consisted of studying and homework, eating the granola bar as soon as you sat down.

You fell asleep late, exhausted, and hungry (by the fact you missed dinner, knowing they'd be downstairs.)

"Wakey wakey, sugar-tits."

"That's a new one, when'd you think of that?" You roll your eyes as you get up off the ground.

Freddy watches you amused from where he stood. "You look more mentally drained than usual." He comments.

"Yeah, no shit. My parents are fighting again. And I had to deal with school." You let out a groan, sinking down onto a white wooden bench. He sat next to you, fedora tilted down to shadow his eyes.

To say you had gotten used to his appearance was an understatement. It felt natural to simply sit down and talk, like you two had always been.

You haven't been more comfortable around anyone else.

Which was a funny thing considering your friend was a killer.

You turned, laying back against Freddy with a sigh. "Can't wait to finally move out from their house."

You felt him chuckle, "why not let me kill them?"

"Because, I might be seen as a suspect. I'd rather move out, wait for a year, and maybe I'll ask you to kill them."

"Sure sure." He waved it off, slinging an arm around and layed it on your stomach casually.

You both stayed silent, and you had began to fall to a deeper slumber from your dream state, and he let you sleep the rest of the night dreamless.

•▪°○°▪•

You stood at your locker placing your binder and pencil case inside, and took out your small money purse and jacket from the metal box before closing and locking it.

You'd be getting yourself lunch today from a café close by. Knowing you have enough to buy yourself a small muffin too.

You slipping on the jacket; you walked outside, humming a melody you had heard in your dreams. You're sure it was from the little kids you saw every once and a while sing it.

It was actually very catchy.

You were stopped by the gates of the school yard. Of course, (B/n) and her gang steps in to ruin your day.

"Hey there (Y/n)." She snickers, stepping into your personal space.

"What do you want?" You ask, eyes narrowing before continuing your hum quietly.

She holds a hand out, "you'd be owing us some food." She smirks, eyeing the small purse.

"I believe I don't." You mutter, stepping to the side, though she mirror's your action. "Sucks makeup isn't edible, then your inside' could be as "pretty" as the out." You snicker when her face goes red, frustrating her was always as fun.

You were pushed back, still snickering as you hit the ground, fortunate that the layer of snow numbed the fall.

"I don't owe you shit." You grin, eyes challenging her. Perhaps you should ask Freddy to... take care of her for you, after all she has been harassing he freshmen too. She deserves it.

And everyone dies, why not have her date a little closer?

She clicks her tongue, "whatever, you're probably broke as shit anyway."

You laugh again as she along with her proxies walk away back to the school, and you felt her glare at your back as you got up.

Brushing off your clothing you walked off, towards the café with a smug look. I'll definitely bring her up to Freddy... you mentally noted.

You entered the warm café, the warm fuzzy feeling pooled in your stomach. You felt more at home here than at your own house.

"Afternoon," you greet the older woman at the counter, she was the closes thing to a big sister for you. The best family member you could ask for, and she's not even related to you. "Sandwich and tea, please." You tell her, scanning the various flavours of muffins. "And one of those please." You add, pointing to the most appealing.

She chuckles, "what kind of sandwich do you want?"

You grin, "suprise me."

She shrugs with a smile, holding a hand out. "$12.53," she says, looking at the cash register.

You hand her fifteen, muttering a small, "keep the change."

She smiles at you gratefully, and turns to make your order. "How are your studies going? I've told you before you can always come to me for help." She says as she brews your tea.

You shrug, the place was empty other than a few other teens sitting at tables, eating or chatting away.

"It's alright." You answer, then continue; "I promise that I'd come to you for help, I just get a lot on my plate right now."

The 23 year old woman nods, adjusting her dark brown hair pulled up to a ponytail. You had already planned on asking if you could move in with her for a while before getting your own apartment. So you could get on your own two feet.

She passes you the tea over the counter, and you wait as she brings your sandwich and muffin.

"Thank you," you say with a small smile that she returns.

"No problem, your signature spot is still reserved over there." She pointed to the table with two chairs by the window.

You nod, walking over there with your lunch and sat down. Listening to the music from the small speaker in the café as you ate quietly.

After lunch you left the café with a farewell to your "big sister."

You continued with your classes through the afternoon, taking the chance to go to the library when school ended.

You didn't mind going home late, your parents didn't really notice unless they needed you to do something.

You went to a secluded table near the corner of the whole library. You studied, and when you were done you decided to read one if your favorite series of books.

Due to your lack of sleep, you must've fallen asleep cause you felt a familiar set of claw-like blades dancing along your back from where you were hunched on the table.

"Freddy." You mumble with a yawn.

"Falling asleep in the library now? Maybe you should hold back on the late-nights, sugar."

You raise your brows, both a smile and a smirk grow on your lips. "Is that concern I hear?"

You watch him roll his eyes, "don't let it get to your head." You laugh, which makes him grin with amusement. "I'm pretty serious though."

You hum with the nod if your head, "I've been wanting to ask of a favor from you."

"Oh?" His eyes get a mischievous gleam. "And that is...?"

"A small group of bullies at my school, I was hoping you could maybe get rid of their leader? (B/n)?" You smile, not one of pure happiness and innocence. "Seeing their leader dead will most likely have them scrambling." You hum in thought then add; "and if not, I hope you don't mind me asking for you to kill the rest of them?"

He let's out a chuckle, taking the seat next to you and crosses his legs. "What'll I get in return?" He hums, leaning closer and tapping his cheek.

You raise a brow, snickering. "Yeah yeah, okay. Do me that favor though?"

"As long as I can bring this "(B/n)" along with a friend of hers, I'll be letting the other one escape."

"To what? Spread your name?"

"That's exactly it." He replies, laying back. "You'll be there to confirm it." He smirks making your brows knit, and a small scowl grow.

"Your making me join in on whatever nightmare your making for them?"

"Aw sugar, you read me too well." He teases - or is it mock? Either way it has you rolling your eyes with your scowl loop to a grin.

"Fine, I'll go along with this plan of yours." You agree, "now can you wake me up before I get in trouble?"

"No problem, sugar. See you in your dreams."

•▪°○°▪•

You walked down the street, looking around for any sign of the two Freddy would be dragging into his dream realm.

You never really had someone else in your dreams other than Freddy. So it may be interesting for a change to experience it. A part of you was giddy, though another part was nerve-wracked. While the thought of being blamed for the weird occurrence was exciting, you did not want to be in huge trouble because of it.

"Freddy?" You call out, starting to get irked by the fact he nor anyone had shown up.

You heard a loud shriek from afar, your heart jumped and you ran towards the scream with adrenaline.

Even if you couldn't be so easily scared, you did for a fact enjoy seeing others scared.

You skidded to a stop as you turned at the sidewalk corner.

(B/n) stood there, petrified as bugs started to crawl up her legs from holes in the ground around her. Her friend stood a meter away, staring wide eyed at the scene.

You whistled, impressed, of course insects would work on someone like (B/n).

"(Y/n)?!" She screeched, "fucking help me!" She commanded, making you cross your arms with a smirk.

"Awh, (B/n) don't you remember what happened erlier today?" You reminded her, almost jumping when a snake was placed around your shoulders. It's face moved infront of yours, peering at you with curious eyes before its tongue slithered out to tickle your nose.

"Frederick." You acknowledge, feeling a hand press to the small of your back, though you didn't move your eyes from the fact (B/n) hasn't stopped staring at the bugs.

Another shrill scream left her lips as she tried to shake the bugs off, jumping up and down.

"Why are you doing this?!" Her friend cried out to you and your companion.

"I'm not the one who's causing it, deary." You smile bitterly.

Freddy moves from your side to them, circling them like a shark. A low and dangerous chuckle left his mouth, tipping his fedora.

And in a quick blink, he vanished.

"One, two, Freddy's coming for you."

Oh dear, here he goes again. You smile with a chuckle, the tune was far too familiar to you.

Two girls skip out from the front yard of a decaying house.

"Three, four, better lock your door." Instead now they began to skip around the two, their faces were blank.

"Five, six, grab a crucifix."

You pet the snake around your neck, waiting in enjoyment as fear flooded of their forms.

"Seven, eight, you better stay awake."

They giggled before continuing, the cement around (B/n)'s feet began to crumble away. Her incoherent yelling was silenced when centipedes crawled into her mouth. You saw her friend gag, trying not to throw up.

"Nine, ten, Freddy's back again."

She let out a loud scream, the ground decaying under her feet and she fell down into the darkness. Her screams echoing until the ground regenerated itself.

The bugs melted into a thick substance, pooling together.

"Would you look at that..." You were grateful that Freddy hadn't killed her in a gory mess infront of you. You walk up to (B/n)'s friend, crouching down infront of her.

"Tell them Freddy Krueger is back in town, will you?" You booped her nose, looking up at Freddy who crouches behind her.

She turns her head back slowly, eyes wide with fear as Freddy leaves a deep cut into her arm with his claw.

A dark laugh left his lips when she screamed, scrambling away. So with the snap of his fingers, she disappears in a cloud of smoke. What you guessed was she went back to the waking world.

You stood up after placing the snake on the ground, letting it slither off into the fog.

"That went more smoothly than I expected." You commented with a grin, sparing a glance at Freddy.

"All planned, sugar tits." He replies, turning you to him. "Wheres the trade, hm?"

You roll your eyes, "yeah yeah, a deal's a deal." You peck him on he cheek, grinning when you didn't miss the slight disappointment that flashed in his eyes. "Somethin' wrong, Freddy?" You played coy.

"Damn fucking tease."

You laughed, not expecting those words. "Indeed I am... though I thought you'd know that by now." You hum, "deal's a deal, what do I get if I do that?"

"The enjoyment." He grumbles, grabbing your collar and pulled your lips to his.

You snickered into the kiss, he wasn't entirely wrong.

•▪°○°▪•

You walked through the school yard, glancing at your watch. You were on time, had some minutes to spare too.

"You!"

You blinked, turning around 180 degrees and stared at the accusatory finger of (B/n)'s friend. The familiar face you saw in your dream stared at you in horror and clear fear.

"What was that?! (B/n) is dead." She said, far to loud than necessary.

You raise a brow, faking a frown. "Is... is that so? I apologize for your loss."

Her brows knit, "no... you were there, in my dream with her and that - that Freddy guy!"

Your face contorted to confusion, "I was in your dream?"

"Yes!"

"I'm pretty sure dreams can't be shared," you start your lie, "and plus, I don't remember dreaming at all last night."

From how her face changes, you could already hear the sounds of Freddy's laughter as you try to hold hers in.

"Then Freddy! Who's Freddy?! It was his fault then!" She bursts, stomping towards you.

"Look... I think you're being a bit loud on this," you glance around at the various students who stared. "I don't know who this "Freddy" is, perhaps try and search him up?"

Her face goes red, and you weren't sure if it was from embarrassment or anger, but she walks away, muttering under her breath with clenched fists.

You were far to amused, and the rest of your day was unbothered.

•▪°○°▪•

"I should thank you," you smiled genuinely, toying with the glove he treasured so much. "It worked out perfectly."

"All planned," he grinned leaning back against the couch cushions.

"Mhmm... all planned, you sure?" You nudge his arm, slipping the glove onto your own hand.

"You think I don't always plan ahead?" He raises a brow, tipping his fedora and turned your head to face him.

"Oh, I'm sure you did." You chuckle, before your lips could touch, you grabbed his fedora and jumped off the couch. Placing it on your head and snickered at his expression, taking him aback.

"Where is the fun if there's no real chase?" You smile wide.

•▪°○°▪•

Thanks for reading if you did -Charlie

[evakfanficsrecs]

EVAK FANFICTION RECS / PART 10

Halla! So, as time comes and goes, I’m here with another masterpost of some of my favorite Evak fanfics for you guys. As you can see, I’m trying to be a bit more creative and make these posts look at least somewhat more appealing, so I hope you like this little header I made (even though I suck at Photoshop).

As always, the list is divided into oneshots and chaptered fics. My personal favorites are tagged with a “ ★ ”. Completed chaptered fics are tagged with a “ ✓ ”

Without further ado, all the fanfics can be found under the cut. Enjoy!

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ONESHOTS:

the punchline to a very bad joke by clarabelle Summary: “Halloween?” Even inquires softly as he draws patterns on Isak’s bare shoulders. A shiver runs down the length his spine, and not from the cold October breeze.“ Lea asked me to take her. Pappa has to work, and Mamma…” Isak lets out a small sigh. “There’s no one else.” OR: Captain America, Vladimir Putin, and Princess Leia go trick-or-treating.

All Those Little Things by Evakoorhelm Summary: Isak comes home to the apartment that he's shared with Even for two years. To a suprise.

even, isak, and the four-week-old kitten by hippopotamus Summary: “You know how elephants are scared of mice because they have the intelligence to recognise that they might step on them and hurt them?” “I did not know that, Isak, but are you saying you’re scared of this tiny cat?”

Did you hear oxygen and magnesium got together? OMg by sugarbeat24 ★ Summary: Isak and Even are chemistry partners. Fluff and chemistry jokes ensue.

wish i could live in your heart by cynical_optimist Summary: Some mornings, Even will untangle himself from Isak completely, rolling out of bed to make breakfast. More often, he will try, and Isak will hold tight, and Even will stay, chuckling to himself and murmuring about octopi. These are the mornings Isak prefers, the ones where he can stare at Even’s face until he slips back into sleep or curl into him, every part of himself warm and safe.- Or, domestic mornings and being in love.

Accidental Pride by shakespeareandsunshine Summary: Pride!au; Isak lets Even pull him along and show him the sights. Sights that yeah, he could’ve seen on his own, but not like this, not the way Even sees them. Or: The one where Isak goes to Pride. Unintentionally.

Would You Mind Closing The Bedroom Door? by allyasavedtheday ★ Summary: The boy falters in the threshold, eyes widening when they land on Even. “Oh fuck- sorry! Eva didn’t say anyone was home.” Ah. No wonder she was up late last night. Even can’t really fault her taste – the boy is beautiful. He’s got golden hair mussed and curling over his forehead and cheekbones not even Michelangelo himself could sculpt and the most well-defined cupid’s bow top lip Even’s ever seen. Also he’s shirtless. Did he mention that part? There’s a stunning, shirtless boy in his kitchen with pillow creases still on his cheek and Even can’t do anything about it because he’s Eva’s one night stand. Fuck.

a letter to isak by alltimemarrit ★ Summary: Even is going on a trip for a week and leaves Isak a letter. Or: Even loves Isak a whole lot and is a massive sap.

snuggles by hippopotamus Summary: Even is sick and all he wants is snuggles from his boyfriend.

Afire Love by pressurerin ★ Summary: Isak can't seem to stay out of trouble. A hot firefighter makes trouble seem not that bad.

Before or after? by thekardemomme Summary: Before AND after Even posted to Isak's instagram.

Love As The Stars Went Out by Salambo06 Summary: “In some universe,” Even whispers, lips soft against Isak’s neck, “you are walking back home and I’m on your path, Isak.”

hell yeah, you the shit (that's why you're my equivalent) by colazitron Summary: Even can't keep it in his pants, or his heart. Or: Sometimes your boyfriend proposes and you just really want to sit on his dick.

The Joke is on You by winterpassing Summary: Isak has been dealing with Even and Eskild's pranks for a while now, but the most recent prank has come with an unplanned surprise.

lucky for you (that's what I like) by thekardemomme Summary: Isak is trying to be sexy, and Even is just not having it.

sweet creature (but we're still young) by kittpurrson ★ Summary: summer camp!au; Isak meets seventeen-year-old Even Bech Næsheim at Tyrifjorden on his fifteenth birthday. Or: the one where Isak tries to convince the boy next door to put his hands on him.

don't wake up (i'll be here for centuries) by eatthatup Summary: Even doesn’t find it weird, he’s had lucid dreams before. And it’s normal to dream about people you think you’ve never seen before. It’s all good, until he dreams about the blonde boy again.

Our Steady True North by verlore_poplap Summary: parenthood!au; Five times Isak and Even were amicable; plus one time they just weren't.

Make a spark, break the dark, find a light with me by LostInAdmiration ★ Summary: Isak can't sleep, so spends his nights wandering around the street. Even works the night shift at the store around the corner, and they bond over their mutual insomnia.

walk this town by sweetwines Summary: Isak Valtersen is late for class.

Venus by Skamtrash Summary: Even buys Isak a buttplug and tells him to wear it all day in school. Isak's desperate, he's horny and Even fucks him into oblivion.

now i'm back with the boys again by Rine Summary: So here’s the thing: Sana never intended to be friends with Isak Valtersen. If someone had told her even six months ago that they could be friends, she would’ve laughed and rolled her eyes. But it turns out, he's actually quite easy to get along with. Or, a fic about Sana gradually becoming friends with Isak and Even.

I Love You (Don't Leave Me) by i_once_wrote_a_dream Summary: “Tell me a story?” They do this sometimes. When the real world is too much and all they want is to melt into each other. Isak slides so that only his legs remain in Even’s lap and pulls his man into his chest. It’s awkward but neither want to let go of the other. Alternatively, Even talks about his past, and Isak loves him.

like a willow tree, intertwined by sonhoedesrazao Summary: Isak’s hand is shaking.

Christmas Surprises by bashfulisak Summary: Isak and Even celebrate Christmas together by going to Even's house for dinner.

It's Just a Cough! by bashfulisak Summary: Even comes down with a cold and Isak is determined to take care of him.

a light in your eyes by verlore_poplap Summary: A little oneshot about our boys. Set during sesong 4, episode 5.

Close but never close enough by diamondjacket Summary: “Isak,” Even repeats, quiet and a little awed, like he’s testing it out on his tongue. Sana narrows her eyes at him, trying to work out his angle. She remembers the way he used to fixate and focus, used to throw himself relentlessly into his passions, both old and new. Used to live and love and care with his whole body. But she’s never seen him like this.

before it's all too much by thekardemomme Summary: “It's in the past, Even. You can keep it there if you want to.”  

Yes I'll meet you coming back (but we move forwards) by diamondjacket Summary: There’s nothing left to do but wait for Even to laugh, or yell, or leave. But, remarkably, Even doesn’t do any of that. Or: Isak tells Even about the thing with Jonas. It doesn't go the way he expects.

(kisses on the neck of) best friends by birthmarks, desert_coffin & kittpurrson Summary: Five times Jonas watched Isak and Even, and one time they did something about it.

relax, take it easy by lovedisak Summary: “Actually, my other mom, Therese is the one who loves film. She teaches at the art academy in Oslo, actually, she’s a musician, taught me how to play guitar,” Even smiles fondly. Isak blinks.“What?” he asks. He knows it’s a stupid question, there’s nothing about what Even said that he could ask this to but. What. “What?” Even shoots back, shrugging. Or, Even has two moms. Isak did Not know.

i need a man that makes it right by highpraises Summary: He feels his skin draw tight, his muscles tensing, Even fucks him just like that right up until Isak is just about to come, but then Even’s pulling out and kissing along his jaw, murmuring, “Don’t come yet, baby.”

friday, i'm in love by bbyfruit ★ Summary: Five times over the course of one day that Isak falls in love a little bit more, plus one time he talks about it.

if you have lost a right track then i'll lead you right back by kittenmichael Summary: “Even,” he whispers, as if it’s a secret Norway’s nights shouldn’t hear, “my tongue feels really weird.” Even chuckles at his boyfriend’s antics, before realising that he’s genuinely confused. “Kind of like cotton?” “Yes,” Isak says. “Like cotton.” Or, Isak gets drunk.

The one where Even tells it all by Schedazzle Summary: “Babe?” there was a little cloud from Isak’s breath in the cold air. Even couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t keep this in any longer, but he also couldn’t say it to that concerned look in Isak’s eyes either. Desperately gasping for a bit for air Even dived his head forward. Hiding his face in his favourite place. Pressing his cold nose against the warmth of Isak’s neck and finally getting some oxygen into his lunges. Breathing Isak in.

and i thank god i'm alive by thekardemomme ★ Summary: 5 times Even looks at Isak and 1 time Isak calls him out on it.

Ice Cream Parlor by bashfulisak ★ Summary: AU where Even works at an ice cream parlor as a summer job and Isak really likes the ice cream and he and Even play a game where Even tries to guess Isak's favorite flavor of ice cream but every time he gets it wrong, he gives Isak the ice cream for free.

promises by Isabeauu Summary: Even’s enjoying the wind in his hair and the cold air turning his cheeks red, his favorite song of the moment blasting in his ears when all of a sudden the music stops and his ringtone replaces it. He’s riding his bike, so he can’t see who’s calling but going through all the people he knows, Noora definitely isn’t one of the few he’d expected it to be.

kiss with a fist is better than none by DarkBeauty_890 Summary: “What the fuck,” Isak sighs, and grabs Even’s arm, “I swear I used to be a really good fighter. Have I ever told you about last year with the Yakuza?”“I am so fucking mad at you right now.”

Careful by bashfulisak     Summary: Even rushes Isak to the hospital after the chaos with the boys and the next day Sana visits them.     

Emergencies by bri_ness Summary: Even and Jonas talk in the emergency room. Set immediately after 4x05.

all he wants to do is party with his pretty baby by highpraises Summary: Even and Isak attend Even's very first movie's premiere.

Bright Eyes by boxesofflowers & Eeyoreneedsahug Summary: Isak is a great singer. Several people are surprised. Happy karaoke where nothing hurts and Isak sings to his boyfriend.

Imagine All The People by samclarke0000 Summary: How the boys are feeling as Even performs and their reaction to him freezing - basically Isak worrying about his boyfriend.

We'll Be Okay by Dooka Summary: In which Even is drowning in his own guilt, Isak is boyfriend goals, and Sana gets some proper friends. Or, the aftermath of Episode 5.

Evak texts by Skamtrash Summary: Sexual Evak texts featuring a lot of memes and gifs.

settle down by allyasavedtheday ★ Summary: An archive of canon compliant oneshots. Can be read separately.

firing away as they gay by cosetties ★ Summary: Just because Isak and Even hooked up doesn't mean that Even actually cares about him, no matter how badly the meddling assholes he calls friends want them to be together.

Babysitting by bashfulisak Summary: Isak ends up having to babysit Even's seven-year old sister, Alissa.

Don't Come Easy by evakisgolden Summary: Even's last few loves were ruined by his bipolar disorder. Now he's fighting the aftermaths of a new manic episode, and he's certain that he isn't able to love Isak the way Isak deserves to be loved. He's positive that it will all end like his past relationships. It never comes easy with Even.

how far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart by elspethelf Summary: Isak and Even in the aftermath of the events at the end of 4x05.

No one gets to treat you like that by Gansey44 Summary: After Isak finds out what Mikael did to his boyfriend he decides to take matters into his own hands (literally)- no matter the consequences.

This feels like falling in love by ForEvenAndEver (yuraxchan) Summary: What if Isak had tried Grinder? Or, how Isak meets Even in the bathroom of a bar after a failed attempt at Grindr.

Draw The Line (Need To Know That You're Mine) by thesoulsailor ★ Summary: fake dating!au; Five times Even pretends to be Isak's boyfriend, and one time there's no pretend at all. Or the 5+1 Fake Boyfriend Evak AU we all deserve.

hold me close don’t ever let me go by sonhoedesrazao Summary: Isak is not beyond admitting that he might, on occasion, be a little dramatic.

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the city of illusions, the city of yearning by elisewin Summary: The whole point of going on a student exchange program is to meet people from different countries, learn about different cultures and so on. Isak, of course, falls in love with another Norwegian while in Rome.

Behind These Four Walls by Lisa94 ✓ Summary: AU in which Isak's mother is in a mental institution and one day when he goes visit her he sees a beautiful boy painting outside and as he waits for his mother to come join him he approaches the boy to see what is he painting and he sees, it's a painting of him. He sits right next to the boy who presents himself as Even and theycstart talking. Even explains he'd seen him coming to visit every weekend and thought he was the most beautiful boy ever.

Paint Me a Picture (With Your True Colours) by Evenbechbaesheim  ★ Summary: Isak frowns, rolling over to bury his face into the soft pillow beneath his head. Up until that point, he’d still been asleep, Even’s long fingers gently brushing down the curve of his spine, lulling him into a carefree, floating state. There’s something magical about the way Even touches him- Isak swears that there’s some kind of mystical power his boyfriend is hiding. It shouldn’t be normal that every time Even’s skin brushes against his, every electrolyte in his body lights up and starts firing on all cylinders. Even moves his hand away, and Isak feels like he’s going to implode. Or, a collection of moments, told in any order, in Even and Isak's new life together, taking place in and around season 4.

Half Blade and Half Silk by smokeshop ★ ✓ Summary: uni!au; Isak's friends introduce him to an art student at a college party. He won't stop calling Isak baby and Isak's bad at pretending to hate it. College AU where Isak's past is a little more colorful but Even still won't leave him alone.

catch me a catch by Bellakitse Summary: Even and Mikael get kicked out of Bakka for a mysterious stunt and transfer to Nissen in the middle of their 3rd year. Even hates everything about it, except for the cute 1st year he’s seen around the school. Mikael doesn’t hate Nissen and in fact, has taken to amusing himself by spreading wild rumors about why they got kicked out and by the fact that his best friend has a crush on some kid. Still, Even his best buddy and he’s going to help him out. * A story where Even is mooning for Isak from afar, Isak is intimidated by the hot 3rd year everyone at school is whispering about, and who he’s caught staring at him and Mikael is the best the wingman ever.

boom! by ImSoSupernova Summary: Isak just wants a summer job. Eva's trying to figure herself out. But it only takes a bouquet of flowers, some newspapers, and some hot blondes to change both of their lives.

evak & yousana | the hot baristas by WritenStuff Summary: coffee shop!au; When Isak finds perfection works in the local coffee shop, he can't resist dragging Sana there for their biology study date.

Isak by sira89 Summary: Even sees Isak for the first time.

think i know where you belong by CarolineMiller Summary: childhood friends!au; Feeling exhausted, Even took the page out of the sketch book, tearing it and folding it carefully before placing it in the bottom drawer of his desk, along with all the others he had never dared to show Isak. With all the others he desperately wanted to show to Isak. "Another day ..." he murmured to himself, closing his window with resignation. Or, a childhood AU/friends to love in which Isak and Even spent their lives exchanging messages written on sketchbooks through their windows (and keeping many other messages, full of unspoken stuff, in the bottom of their drawers).

Come On, Set the Tone by boxesofflowers & Eeyoreneedsahug ✓ Summary: HateToLove!au; Isak is a recently out popstar who wants to prove that he is not just another pretty face in pop music and has the skills to make his own way in the musical world (just like his newly found idol, Even Bech Naesheim). Even is a self contained, indie singer songwriter who takes shit from nobody - anyone in his cult following will tell you (including a certain popstar). Shortly after a public feud between the two begins, they’re forced together for a nationwide tour. 9 weeks, 50 shows, and countless hours (together) on the tour bus leave Even writing cryptic love songs and Isak wondering if he should leave everything he knows behind. Ft. BL!SS, Balloon Squad, Wireless Problems, Jonas, and the Wobbles.

Oh when you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect? by Blueskyblack Summary: "You should really stop doing that", Even tried to reason. It was the middle of the night and though his guard was up, as usual when being around Isak, he wasn't in the mood to uphold it much longer. "Doing what exactly?", came the innocent-sounding response. Even raised his eyebrows at that while turning towards the only other person currently being in this kitchen with him. "Don't play dumb with me, Isak." Even sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, leaning against the cabinet opposite the kitchen counter where the sneaky little bastard was sat with his legs dangling in the air, observing every move Even made. Even let his eyes wander, took in the guy in front of him. Sure, there was no denying this guy there on the counter was attractive. Even could admit that, there was nothing wrong with that. Isak was cute. And attractive. Yeah. He just wasn't for Even.

let me count the ways by anathema (azirapha1e) Summary: The worst part, the humiliating part, is that he’d thought he was over all this. He had been. He hasn’t thought about any of it in months – but sometimes life fucks you over, and sometimes a boy you tried to kiss, a boy who pushed you away, shows up to your first-month-of-living-together party unannounced, and sometimes you end up bolting out of your own apartment to have a panic attack where nobody can see you.

as if by magic (thoughts of you are gone) by hippopotamus ✓ Summary: Isak hates being the third wheel to his best friends, until that means he gets to sit next to a handsome stranger on a rollercoaster.

Someone Somewhere Loves You by ReadingDreams07 Summary: uni!au; Even never thought that he would fall in love at first sight and on top of that at his school library. Now he is on a search to find the love of his life again. Too bad that this damn university was so big. But he never gave up and he will make this come true.

Crash Into Me by endlessandinfinite ★ Summary: "One boy who loves with his entire soul. Another boy who barely knows how to love at all. This is what happens when a shattered mind meets a lonely heart." Or: Isak and Even have hella issues but they can't help falling in love no matter what universe they're in. Even saves Isak. And Isak saves him right back. It's not all sunshine and rainbows. It hurts. But it's love.

torches (life's too short) by xxLeviBech ★ Summary: "My mom used to tell me my thoughts would pour out of my ears if I kept thinking too hard." Isak threw back another fry, keeping his gaze down. "That's pretty fucked up, man." Even deadpanned, making Isak snap his head up in a laugh ."Fuck you," He giggled, tossing one of the soggier ones at Even and being decidedly unimpressed when he caught it in his mouth. Or, a canon divergence AU in which Isak's childhood is exponentially more severe -- where he can't remember coming to school without bruises, a bottle of hand-sanitizer, and long sleeves. It's fine, he's fine. It wasn't for his friends, though; and that's how he wound up here, in a fold-up chair every Tuesday and Friday, talking about his experiences with other post-secondary kids diagnosed with some kind of PTSD. It's also where meets a guy whose name starts with the same letters as everything, because that's... exactly what he is.

LUST FOR LIFE. by kosektivet Summary: "In these stolen moments, the world is mine." An AU where Isak is 19 and out of the closet, but he's still pretty bitter. Even is 21 and he never met Sonja, but he's still charming as all hell.

don't wanna fight no more by boxesofflowers & Eeyoreneedsahug ✓ Summary: The events over the hiatus told in short form. Sana and Evak's friendship mostly. Updated daily.

I could fall, or I could fly. by Superflysister342 Summary: Even was nervous. Considering it was his first day at a new school, it shouldn’t have been that much of a surprise. But to Even, it was. This is how it all started... Or, the events of s3 told from Even’s POV.

Picture Perfect by Angelevak Summary: Isak is a semi-professional photographer living in LA, California. On his search for models to take photos of, some of which you wouldn’t see in a normal modeling company, he meets Even, an insecure boy who traveled to LA to become an actor. Even;s career hasn’t taken off yet, but with the help of Isak, can he finally get out there enough to achieve his dreams?

Nothing To Kill Or Die For by i_once_wrote_a_dream ✓ Summary: It’s Isak. His Isak. Bowed over, hands holding his face. Even doesn’t react immediately, but the others are pushing Isak back; yelling, screaming, hitting. Alternatively, Even and his thoughts during and after 4x05.

I'll give you the brightest sunshine by iheartpeterhale ✓ Summary: parenthood!au; It was something that they new would always happen, a life being brought into their lives that would make all the gloomy days into something so bright.

Martini Shot by BraveKate ✓ Summary: It’s not like Even had never spent any substantial one-on-one time with Marianne before. He just wishes Isak had more faith in all three of them. And worried less. Also, so there would be no war or hunger in the world. Simple things.

[xxcowardicexx]

Dreams or Nightmares

I’m just not allowed to have dreams anymore I guess. When I dream, on the rare occasions that I do have them, they’ve been kinda messed up. If you know what lucid dreaming is, it’s basically when you can control your dreams. It normally happens in the middle of the dream, like when you’re doing something in the middle of your dream and something alerts your conscious that you’re not actually awake, but dreaming. Many people have had these dreams and agree that most are splendid, mainly because when you learn you’re in the dream you can do whatever you dream of. Well, except for me apperently, a long time ago in my sophomore year of high school I had a 8 month long experience that when I fell asleep in this realm, I awoke in the dream realm. Well in the dream it was pretty much hell, another story for another day, and when I went through the day there and fell asleep in the dream realm I awoke here in “reality”. Let’s just say it felt like I never got sleep and It pretty much drained the life out of me, and I can’t forget what I experienced in that realm even though i wish i could. I don’t have those dreams anymore, mainly because I’m pretty sure I died in a collapsing building, not for sure, but pretty sure.

After that experience I didn’t have many dreams, just falling asleep and waking up rested was enough for me to be greatful, I did have an occasional dream, but it didn’t last long and were semi lucid dreams, basically right before I woke up I realised it was a dream and normally cursed myself because I would get excited and wake myself up before I could actually enjoy the dream

Well last night I had a dream, or a nightmare. I don’t know why, or understand why my dreams are like this, and it makes me question my sanity. Like the fact I remember more of my dreams than I remember where I set my phone or wallet, which bothers me slightly less than the dreams I have to remember… like this one.

*I awoke in a bed of tall grass, laying on my back I could see a thick canopy of autumn leaves above as glimmers of sunlight barely braking through the branches, I could hear the wind rustling through the grass and the whistle of it flowing through the leaves. The air was humid and warm, generally pleasant as I started coming to my senses. I rubbed my eyes naturally, because I had just woken up.*

*After rubbing the sleep from my eyes I can’t help but notice, my hands aren’t hands. They’re paws, which instantly made me realise that I was dreaming, which kinda excited me due to the fact that I should be able to control this dream but made things seem even more off. I gave myself a quick check as I realised that I was covered in a reddish/orangish/golden hued fur.*

(To those that know me, yes I’m a furry. But I also believe everyone has their own spirit animal, and how they act and hold themselves shows what kind of spirit animal you are, but you can’t really determine it by yourself, though you can always have a good idea what you are, it takes others to help you define it yourself)

*I laid there for a “small” amount of time, pondering what this feeling I was feeling inside was. Almost like anxiety, mixed with fear with an underlying amount of panic. I was feeling like I was in the same spot for to long, my heart began to race slightly as I cautiously picked my head up over the top of the tall grass and checked my surroundings*

*The forest around me was full of larger older oak trees and thinner ashes and maple trees. There were birds singing their songs and for a moment I felt like an idiot, seems like I had fallen asleep on a sunny afternoon on a nice and peaceful day. I stood up and looked around and noticed that there wasn’t a path anywhere, literally just a spot in the forest where I had been laying down.*

*I cocked my ear to the side, listening to the wilderness. Nothing out of the ordinary, so I just picked a random direction and went. The going was easy, just some flatland forest, the leaves blew in the wind and swirled the foliage of the beautiful autumn scenery. This went on for a while, like what felt to me to be a few hours. The whole time as I walked I cautiously, watching every step I took and listening to nature as I tried to be as quiet as possible.*

*I noticed the woodland creatures, the chipmunks and squirrels skittering around the trees and piles of leaves, the bees flying around and gathering pollen, I almost stepped on an anthill even. Everything seemed so tranquil. I was completely baffled on this dream, nothing, I mean nothing made sense. I didn’t question it, I didn’t have anything to really question. I was genuinely enjoying the trip through the woods, but deep down inside I couldn’t understand this feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach. It burned and churned my stomach. My only conclusion was that maybe I was hungry?*

*eventually I found a few berries, no idea what kind but they were pretty sweet, but had a tart aftertaste. It calmed my stomach, at least stopped the churning. Not long after words I stubled across a small brook, and knew that a little running water should lead to a larger Body of water. So I followed the brook to a stream that eventually led to the top of a Cliffside waterfall, it wasn’t more than 1 story tall but the view was just amazing, the rainbow mist coming from the falling water, the ripples that reflected the light on the waters surface. And the fact that there was more than likely fish in that pond made me think “why not” and I dove from the top of the cliff into the pond below.*

*I instantly regretted that decision. The water was frigid cold, literally enveloping every one of my senses with its freezing chill. As I looked around I didn’t see any fish, the water hurt my eyes and the need for breath drove me to the surface. It seems that this pond was much deeper than I had originally thought, I swam harder to the surface but it seemed like it was pointless. I was being pulled down by the current the waterfall was making. Panic, fear, self hatred for being stupid. I felt like I was actually going to die there, at the bottom of a pond, I couldn’t hold my breath any longer and as I watched the bubbles leave my mouth and my vision start to fade to black..*

*it was in those remaining seconds when my lungs filled with water and I hung there in a weightless mass, and my eyes started to close, that it happened. Something that made my whole body literally freeze up, more than bone chilling water could ever.*

*in front of me materialized figure of a man, one that was composed of a literal solid black form. He had no features, literally just a silhouette of a man, about the same size as me. At first I was suprised, but my suprise was the replaced with the excruciating pain, my whole body began to be enveloped with a burning sensation, it made me physically want to scream at the top of my lungs, except they were filled with water. The silent screams of agony, the writhing underwater as my past came up to the surface. I saw every atrocity I had committed out of lust, anger, envy, pride, came into my head. The torment it caused me, to others, I couldn’t not cry. The being in front of me smiled a large, razor sharp smile. As if it was laughing almost, mocking me and my horrible life I’ve had to endure, the secrets I haven’t told anyone that haunt me to this day. It seemed to enjoy this.*

*thoughts streamed through my head. How I can’t forgive myself for the things I’ve done, the guilt that forever binds me to the fate that I will have to face, much like this hell I’ve been going through at this exact moment. How horrible I’ve been to everyone I care about. The Pitiful, worthless sack of shit I am and how out of everyone I know I’m the worst. And how I know it is all true. My soul felt every tinge of despair and sadness, hatred and how if I near others all I will bring them is just that.*

*I sat there for what seems like years, contemplating every reason, every fault I’ve made, and how I deserve everything I’ve been given in my life because that’s what I gave out for years. I sat there accepting my fate, and to just endure it the best I can, no matter how unbearable it may seem. And just as I was about to go to sleep, I thought I felt a tug at my tail, I turned my head slightly to have my view drift to a soft light. My body was numb by now, I could barely think, I was apperently moving, but I couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Where was the grinning man? Am I dead? What’s going on? My vision went black for a while? I don’t know how long*

*when my eyes opened I was throwing up all the muddy, mucky water I had inside me, the ground was dirt and rocks. My everything hurt, my bones, my head, my skin. I felt like I was sitting on a block of ice, so cold that it burned. After ridding my body of what felt like gallons of water, I rolled on my back, my breathing was ragged. But God did it feel great to breathe.*

*I was delirious, the least to say, I was shivering intensely, coughing still as I tried to make out where I was. There was a small fire next to me, above It was a stand made of some sticks, which had a few fishes roasting on it, I wasn’t far from that waterfall. Again my mind was racing. How, who, what happened? Why am I alive? I began weeping, of joy? Sadness? I couldn’t tell, I just hated myself and everything I had done, the things I haven’t done, the things I should have done. But I was glad to be alive, to breathe and to appreciate not being at the bottom of that forsaken pond*

*I rolled onto my left side, still coughing up little bits of water. And I tried to push myself up off the ground. My arms were like rubber, and I collapsed audibly as my body hit the ground. I was exhausted, but I heard some footfalls from the right, I looked over to see a tall solid black creature walking this way and my heart felt like it was exploding in chest. Like I needed to run, run as fast as I could and get the fuck out of here before anything else could happen, but as I tried to get up and book it my body was still fighting me. My first step was pretty ok, the second didn’t get anywhere close and I sent myself sprawling across the ground. Knocking my head against something as a sharp pain knocked my senses out again.*

“No, no please oh please no, I’m sorry, I’m sorry so sorry”

*I was petrified, I was broken, and barely alive. And sure as hell didn’t want to go through that hell again. But I knew what I deserved would always come back and serve me my justice. I was holding my hands up pleaing for forgiveness and mercy, from this solid black creature with what looked like the smile on its face looking down at me, on my back accepting my defeat.*

*I couldn’t help but cry when this was happening, the creature grabbed both of my hands and held them together and shook me, In that moment I thought I was going to actually die this time when the shaking stopped. I was holding my precious breath when all I hear is*

“Calm the fuck down and stop being a little bitch, like holy fuck you’re a hand full” the voice was that of a woman’s

*my eyes were closed, but as I slowly opened them I realised that it was a solid black fox with eyes that were whitish gray. I looked at her confused and scared, and almost intranced. I couldn’t tell what was going on. I was completely confused, I stared at her blankly*

“You’re something else you know that, what dumbass jumps head first into a shallow pond?! I’m suprised you didn’t break fucking your neck! Then I’M the one that has to carry your fat ass from the bottom to surface AND drag you all the way over here AND take care of YOU when I can barely do that for MYSELF. AND NOT EVEN ONE THANK YOU!” Her eyes felt like ice, her stare was cold and angry. But behind the icy stare it felt like she was generally concerned for my safety and I hadn’t done anything but be a bother to her and that it was also annoying her.

*I looked her back in the eyes, glanced over to the waterfall in wonder and fear. Then back to her, both of her hands had mine in a vice grip. I swallowed the lumps in my throat that I had gotten from crying and looked at her and sniffled.*

“T-thank you, I-im sorry, I thought you were going to kill me…”

“Why the hell would I do that? If I really wanted you dead I would have left you in the pond”

“Paranoid…”

*she rolls her eyes and looks me directly in the eyes*

“I’m going to let your hands go, and you’re gonna stop freaking out on me alright?”

*I nod*

*she relased her grip from my hands, and took a step back, and looked at me with eyes that shouted “you don’t want to fuck with me” as much as they showed “are you okay?” *

*sat up on my elbows. We just stared at each other at first, but I cast my eyes away.*

“Really, thank you, in all honesty I felt like that’s how I was going to die”

*I picked up my eyes and looked back, her eyes seemed softer as she picked a seat across the fire from me and sat*

“You’re welcome” she said then staring into the fire

*as I tried to sit up my arm gives out and I collapse again into the dirt*

*she sighs heavily, gets up from her seat and comes over to my side as I struggle to sit up, when she pushes me back to the ground.*

“Sit still”

*I look at her slightly confused, but too weak to do much against it.*

*as I try sitting up again she pushes me back down, more aggressively than the last time and shoots me a warning glare. I decided to stop resisting, she picks up a fish on a stick and begins pulling the fish apart. Eventually handing me a few pieces.*

“You didn’t have t-” I began

“Shut up and eat” she stated

*I take my pieces of fish and eat quietly*

*After finishing our pieces of fish she goes and gets a small wooden cup that was made from a branch, and fills it up with water from the pond. I’m laying on my back overcome by fatigue, when she gets next to me sitting on her feet and picking my head up and resting it in her lap. She holds the cup up as I state.*

“You shouldn’t h-” I slowly started saying

“Don’t tell me what to do.” She stated

“Yes mam”

* I hesitantly take a sip of the water, it’s cold, but not as cold as before*

*I finish half of it and she takes the other half of the cup for herself, fatigue and exhaustion start overwhelming me. As I’m about to pass out I look up at her…*

“Thank you so much…”

And drift into my consciousness in the real world I wonder why I’m so weird. Why any of this happened, and what does it mean to me and those around me. I defiantly need to strive to be a better person to those around me and help them by being there in any shape, way, or form. And don’t blame anyone that doesn’t want to be around me. I don’t want to be around me. But if there are those that do want to be in my life I’ll do everything and anything in can to do what I can to help and support them, and try to not just better my life as much as I can but better the lives around me.