#skam chill christmas challenge

[hjertetssunnegalskap1]

Skam Chill Christmas Challenge

I stress too much before Christmas and one of my big goals is to chill more. However, I’d still like to do something for the Skam fandom this winter. Something not too stressful. So I’ve made a small challenge, and if you want to try it, feel free to do so! If you feel too busy, well, “ikke stress!” Have a nice holiday instead.

Read more under the cut :)

This December (December 1st to 31st), do at least one of this things below, post about it on Tumblr or Instagram and mark it as #skamchillchristmaschallenge. If you post things on AO3 you can add it to the Skam Chill Christmas Challenge collection. I’ll make a masterpost of all our lovely work some time in the beginning of January.

Things you can do for the challenge:

Send an Christmas greeting (anonymously or not) to someone you know. It’s great if you post that you’ve done it, so that I can collect it in my masterpost.

Write a drabble/ fic/ fanart/ poem/ meta/ edit/ music list/ video/ podcast or what you like with a winter or Christmas theme of your choice. You can even gift someone with the thing you have made! 

Here are some prompts (they are probably a little weird so feel free to not use them):

Always Chill at the Cabin

Mistletoe and Alternative Universes

Holy Fuck (fy faen) you’re hot

A Surprise tied in a Bow

A Winter Holiday in the Sun

We need Shoes

Borek and Gløgg

A Winter Cosy Party

Winter Solstice

God and Cæsar Julebukking (scandinavian tradition)

Santa’s Helper with a Grudge

Big City Holiday

Wanting to be Lucia

Doing an Act of Kindness

Candy Canes and Condoms

Sleepy in the Holiday Traffic

Ugly Holiday Jumper 

Shopping and Annoying Music

Holiday Hymns and Heartbreak

The Mystery Gift

Cardamom Kisses  

Show something Holiday related that you’re working on, a work in progress (wip). It can be something you’re writing or some art you’re working on, or something else. 

Spread some Christmas love! Rec one (or more) Holiday fanfic(s), fanart or other fandom content.

Leave a like, kudos or comment on some Christmas, holiday or winter fanwork. Afterwards you can share that you’ve done it, and tag the post with the challenge.

Rules: 

In this challenge everything is allowed as long as it’s about Norwegian SKAM and has a Christmas/ holiday/ winter theme.

Please tag and rate your work well if your work has content that can offend others somehow.

There is no minimum or maximum threshold of participation - this is supposed to be chill!

If you share some love, please always link back to the work you reference to.

Any art, gifsets, graphics, etc. posted for this event should be original, not reposts of other people’s work. 

If you have questions, feel free to send me an ask! And. If you like this idea, I would love it if you reblog this post to boost it. Thank you! ❤️

[thegirlyouknow]

Merry Kiss My Ass (under the mistletoe) by TheGirlNoOneKnows5

Working in retail during the holiday season is a nightmare. Especially when Isak has to work right alongside his just friend and not at all crush, Even. Among freaky customers, secret santa presents and constant reminders of his one night of passion with Even, Isak doesnt know if he'll make it to the new year. If only he could figure out who was behind all the random mistletoes he keeps finding...

For the SKAM Chill Christmas Challenge

[nofeartina]

Skam Masterpost

So! A few days ago I made a promise to do a masterpost of my fics and I gotta keep my promises. :)

I posted my first Skam fic on the 27th of February 2017 (and yes, I am contemplating an anniversary fic….). It’s been such a good fandom to write in (and also Even and Isak! ❤️) so I just never stopped… ;)

I’ve divided the fics into their respective series, but other than that the list is arranged after date of posting. :)

Here is the actual masterpost:

Straight Up - series (completed) (post s3):

A series of smutty one-shots of Even and Isak as they are growing and figuring out how to be together.

Chilling at home (T-rated) (1k) - the one where Isak might be ready to take things further with Even

Show me you love me (3,4k) - the one where Isak IS ready to take things further with Even

Tonight (4k) - the one where Even enjoys Isak wearing a snapback and Isak discovers new things about himself

Push (3k) - the one where Even pushes Isak for more PDA

Good For You (4,5k) - the one with the nipple play

Everything Now (6,3k) - the one where they’re feeling possessive of each other and there’s cumplay

Slow Surrender (7,6k) - the one where they watch porn together and there’s overstimulation as well

Touch it - one-shot (s3 canon-fic) (5k):

The 5+1 fic with five times where Isak is overwhelmed by Even, and one time it is the other way around

Rearranged - series (completed) (Fuckboy!Isak/University AU):

The one where Isak is a sad fuckboy and Even really wants to be his boyfriend.

Bound Two (11k) - the one where Isak and Even meet

Don’t need to wipe tears, I’ve grown up (10 chapters) (11k) - the one where Even and Isak are learning how to be together

Nowhere to go (now) (12k) - the one where Isak realizes how bad he is

And just like that a spell was broken (15k) - The one where Even realizes just what it means for him to be with Isak

Send It Up (4 chapters) (29k) - the one where Isak starts to heal

Home is just a room full of my safest sounds (3 chapters) (24k) - the one with the happy ending

I’m living mine (G-rated) (2,2k) - the New Year’s Eve ficlet

Self Control - 6 chapters (getting back together AU) (28k):

The one where Even wants Isak back 10 years later

Eternity lives here - one-shot (Josak) (friends to lovers AU) (11k):

The 5+1 fic with five times that Jonas finds Isak attractive and the one time he does something about it.

Boys of Summer - one-shot (summer fling AU) (19k):

The one where Even is the townie that hates summers and tourists (until he meets Isak that is)

I’m Always Here - one-shot (for the Evakteket challenge) (Lifeguard AU) (9k):

The one where Even is a lifeguard and Isak spends the summer at the pool pining after him

Velkommen Hjem - one-shot (in Danish - skandi smut) (3,6k):

The one where Even has missed Isak

Alphabet Aerobics - WIP - 10/26 chapters (post s4) (56k):

The one where Isak makes them explore sex using the letters of the alphabet

(I’ll give it to) Someone Special - 3 chapters (Christmas fic for Evakteket’s challenge) (31k):

The one where Isak is oblivious to Even’s true feelings about him, but fortunately it only takes the Christmas holidays to change that

[toneelspeler]

Ah I've missed your acting posts they're always so fascinating and insightful! I was wondering (since you're mostly asked about season 3) what are your favourite acting moments on seasons 1,2 and 4?

Anon says: I love hearing other people’s opinions on the acting in skam. For each main, what were your favorite interactions? Like main + love interest or family or friends. Who did you enjoy seeing in scenes together? 

Hiya multiple anons! I hope you don’t mind putting these two questions together, bc they quite interlink with each other and i thought it might be better to join them than to answer with the same interactions/scenes twice haha. Thank you for these wooooonderful questions though; what a challenge! 🌼

S1: Eva 

My ultimate favourite acting scene in that season is probably the confrontation between Eva and Ingrid in the bathroom. Considering Lisa is not a trained actress, she is really astounding to me there. The way she gets really emotional (with her tears completely overwhelming her) but still manages to push through and tell her side of the story and her strength in wanting changes to be made in this situation and calming down again; wonderful work! I also really liked Lisa’s performances with Tarjei, particularly in the christmas party scene. Lastly, Eva’s conversation with Jonas in the skate park is also really well done; have to commend those two anyway bc they were the one couple that was already established before her season started.. and they’re were wonderfully comfortable and natural and felt like they had been dating for a while. So good!

S2: Noora

This is going to be a challenge because i have actually only watched this season once in its entirety, but what came up as the very first thing in my mind were the scenes with vilde; both the conversation on the bench as well as the scene in noora’s bedroom. these two girls who have dealt with similar problems try to talk about it with each other but still try to be vague enough to not make it too heavy. it’s a difficult and delicate friendship that would have had a big place in vilde’s future season, i imagine. those are probably my favourite scenes and interactions in season 2.

S3: Isak

I’m not going to focus too much on him cuz.. i have done so a lot already. but outside from his relationship with even throughout the season (which was very much so the focus of the season and, thus, a very easy fave to have); i’d say the interaction between tarjei and carl martin as isak and eskild was very beautifully and tastfully done, especially the growth from the annoyed teen and overly excited guru to a very genuine brother-like relationship between the two where isak just knew that the only person who he would want around when feeling absolutely devastated after the hotel fiasco would be eskild. there’s just.. a certain amount of respect between these two actors that you feel in every scene, certainly later in the season. 

S4: Sana

I didn’t have many moments during this season where i felt completely overwhelmed (because of the writing mostly.. it often really wasn’t from the perspective of sana at all and that hurt me a lot bc i was expecting an isak-style season honestly), but i had the most visceral reaction to sana hearing that her friends didn’t like her anymore. especially seeing iman as the very happy person she is (and reading that wonderful interview in costume) that scene must have taken a lot out of her to delve into such sadness and it was beautifully and heartbreakingly acted. one of my most favourite interactions is whenever iman was acting with simo; their brother-sister relationship was very tangible ~ you felt the quiet affection between the two very much, especially so in the scene on the swings. but then, they were also very much at odds with each other at times too; from silly joking to outright ignoring him. but they never made it too over the top! it felt very realistic (and lovely too; finally a sibling/family relationship on skam that wasn’t completely shit lol) furthermore, the scene between sana and isak where she tells isak why she didn’t tell him about even was very gorgeous; a friendship between two people who didn’t really expect each other to be so important for them. and that moment where isak tells her that she’s a good person…. like wow, that was so chilling! her reaction there is sooo good; so very vulnerable; so surprised bc she wasn’t expecting that from isak. gah.. that face!! 

So that’s it for me! probably have missed some scenes, but i think this is already novel-length, haha! thank you lovely anons for the questions! 🌺

[imyourliquor-youremypoison]

Off Limits (Skam - Chris x OC) Epilogue

Pairing: Chris x OC

Synopsis: Mara Magnusson has always had everything she ever wanted in her life, except for one thing. The boyish charm of her brother’s childhood friend had wrecked her poor heart and ruined her for any other guy – you can trust her, she has tried. She could see the way he looked at her, though she knew there were rules about not hitting on your best friend’s little sister. Luckily for her, there were no restrictions when it was the other way around.

Word count: 4.9k

A/N: THERE IT IS i’m sorry it took so long, I never thought it’d turn out this long. This ‘short’ epilogue somehow became the longest part of the story and I genuinely can’t say what happened. It could be a oneshot on its own - it’s detailed like that. There’s a big time jump at the beginning but I made sure to fill in what you missed ;)

Warning: all the otherfucking fluff; I hope you have a sweet tooth or else this is gonna give you some raging toothache.

MASTERLIST

Part 21 <<<

A few years later...

Mara continuously tried to grab the salt from Chris' hand while he kept adding some to the vegetables but he raised the hand holding the salt jar too high for her to reach it. He laughed when he heard her use her threatening voice and call his name as she gave him the look.

“Stop adding salt!” She pestered him but it served only to make him smile wider as he watched her struggle to try and grab the salt – and fail.

“I'm the cook and I say it needs more salt,” he replied, stepping closer to her only to look at her from under his nose as if he were a great chef whose authority no one could contest.

He motioned to add another sprinkle of salt when Mara literally threw herself at him and grabbed his arm to stop him.

“It'll be too salty, Chris!” She argued, miserably failing at her attempt to keep him from reaching  the jar of salt.

Even with their arms entangled and Mara's constant screaming, Chris managed to do as he pleased. He was smirking in victory and momentarily lowered his guard – it was enough for Mara to ceased the opportunity and confiscate the salt once and for good.

“Ha! Ha!” She exclaimed, holding her trophy against her chest so it would be safe from Chris' light fingers.

“Get out of my kitchen you vertically challenged thief!” Chris told her, chasing her off and he grabbed a napkin and threw it over his shoulder.

He was still much more skilled in the cooking field than Mara, although she tried her best and often helped him – even if she suspected he enjoyed his role of chef and only assigned her simple tasks which never allowed her to actually improve. With a twirl and a laughter Mara left him to his task – with the salt – and Chris had to repress a somewhat annoyed but fond sigh.

She didn't go farther than the other side of the kitchen island, where William sat and rolled his eyes at his sister and his best friend's antics. He felt like he was intruding but at the same time he wanted to be included a little more.

“Stop it, you guys!” He told them. “I didn't come all the way here from London to watch you go all domestic on me,” he said with a dramatic tone.

Chris ignored him – or maybe he simply didn't hear over the sound of the stove and the food cooking – and Mara merely shot him an innocent smile and took place on the seat beside his, leaning on the counter and letting her hand hang from the edge. William's eyes automatically switched to the eye catching ring on his sister's finger, like every time it caught the light, and was once again reminded of the fact that she was married to this dumbass over there.

“Why did you come then, brother?” Mara asked him, nudging him playfully. She set the salt down on the counter and chuckled, “certainly not for Chris' salty cooking.”

“I heard that!” Chris shouted. “And it's not too salty, it's perfect salty.”

“You're doing it again!” William cut them off before Mara could answer something silly and endearing, because he still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that his little sister was married to Penetrator Chris. He sort of got used to it, but it still blew his mind away.

“Says the one who looks at Noora like she's the sun and stars of your world!” Mara replied, poking Will's arm. “I know you think nobody notices when you gaze at her in awe, but we do.”

“So what? At least I keep quiet, you two are horribly keen on PDAs, it's like Senior year all over again,” he said in disgust, even letting a shiver run through his body.

“Shut up, or I'll take your beer,” Mara warned him and William, although he seemed unimpressed, brought his drink slightly closer to him.

“If you do that I'll go grab the Tequila – we already have the salt,” William shot back but still lifted the beer to his mouth.

It was the only beer left because Chris had invited his friends over this week to watch a game on TV, and they drank all of their alcohol. And he forgot to buy more, which meant they were left with one beer, and various kinds of strong alcohols – but Mara was nowhere near pouring them a glass of vodka on Christmas Eve before dinner. If the others wanted to make the most of the night and get hammered afterwards while singing vulgar versions of Christmas songs then so be it, but not before dessert.

“When is Noora's plane supposed to land?” Mara inquired, moving the conversation to a safer subject. “Should we pick her up?”

“She said she'd take a taxi,” he said. He didn't like the idea, it was written all over his face. “She should be there soon,” he declared after taking a look at his wrist watch and frowning.

He was so protective of her, Chris often teased him for it then asked Mara to slap some sense into him if he ever turned into an overprotective mother bear with her. Most of the time she snorted and reminded him that it was needless to tell her because chances were she would do it with or without his permission.

“Glaring at your watch won't make her come quicker,” she reminded him, laughing silently. “She's a big girl.”

“She's twenty minutes late,” he stated flatly, apparently not in the mood for jokes anymore now that he noticed how late it was.

“It's Christmas Eve, she probably had some trouble finding a taxi, 'is all,” Chris said when he walked round the island to grab the salt from under Mara's nose and squeeze her waist in the process. She gestured to her eyes then to his to show him she was watching him and his abusive use of salt but smiled thankfully for his intervention.

His word always weighted a lot in the decisions William was taking. Whether it be professional or personal, ever since the huge fight they had when Mara and Chris told him they were dating – it felt like a lifetime ago – they made it their priority to never hide anything important from each other again and asked for one another's opinion all the time.

Mara felt a little discriminated against since she was concerned too and was still left out of this tacit deal – though she still applied it with Chris. William on the other hand, had taken his distance since he moved away, and even if the two siblings were tight and loved each other, it wasn't the same as when they were foolish teenagers living together and throwing parties like no one else – no one but Chris, that is.

“Will, relax, I can see the vein on your forehead throb,” Mara pointed out with a faint wince and William finished his beer. “Well I hope you enjoyed it.”

He hummed in response and pulled out his phone to check if Noora sent him a text he might have missed. A soft knock on the door sufficed to make the tension leave his features and William jumped off the kitchen stool so abruptly he almost knocked his empty bottle of beer down. Mara caught it right before it fell, out of sheer reflex and when she looked up, ready to throw the bottle at Will's face, she met Chris' stunned expression as he was giving her an impressed little smirk.

“Ninja,” Mara said, placing it back on the counter. “He needs to chill, he's tight as a string!”

“Let it go Mara, you know how he is when it comes to Noora,” Chris told her with a shrug. “Come help me while he greets her, it'll probably take a while-”

“-especially if they decide to hide in the closet to make out,” she finished his sentence for him and they laughed at the expense of their friends, referring to the early stage of their relationship when they tried to hide it from everyone – besides Mara and Chris who were let in on the secret.

“Do we have a closet in the hallway?” He asked in a much too serious tone for someone who's been living here his entire life.

“Yes we do, Chris!” Mara said, her brows shooting up. “You are way too used to having a housekeeper.”

He shrugged but didn't say anything, what was there to say anyway? He really was a spoiled brat, he knew that, she knew that, everybody knew that.

“Will you call me stupid if I tell you I like it when you say 'we'?” She asked out of the blue. “I don't even know why I'm asking, of course you'll make fun of me.”

“It's so corny, Mara,” Chris joked. Mara leaned against him before helping him finish dinner as they kept talking. “You realize we're married right? Like, I'm your husband of two years, haven't you gotten used to the 'we' thing?”

“I just love to be reminded,” she said dreamily, though a little grossed out by her own lameness. She couldn't help herself.

“Contrary to William,” Chris coughed out, just in case his friend was within earshot. “His left eyebrow twitching every time he looks at your hand.”

“Oh my god, are you serious? I'll make sure to play with my glass during dinner, I need to see this for myself,” Mara giggled while stirring the pot of vegetable.

The conversation fell silent for the next couple minutes. There wasn't much left to do, the meat was in the oven, the sauce ready, the veggies cooking, the salad on the table and Chris' hands had nothing to do except grab Mara by the waist and pull her away from the stove and right into his arms. A breathy yelp tumbled from her lips when she felt herself being pulled from the middle and she dropped the wooden spoon seconds before her back hit Chris' chest. She felt his breath brush against her ear and his hands move up and down her body, from her navel to her plexus, making her melt in his embrace.

“Now's not the time to have wandering hands, that's for later,” she reminded him, biting on her lip and turning around to wrap her hands around his neck.

She always played with the hair on his neck and Chris had to admit it was the little things like this that drove him crazy about her. Mara also hadn't stopped biting her lip and if she genuinely wanted to make him stop touching her, she should cut it too.

“How many meals do you think we burnt because we somehow end up having sex instead of eating like normal people?” He wondered out loud. “Also, how boring are other people's lives if they have dinner instead of sex?”

“I stopped counting, and I'll think about this philosophical question later because today we can't afford to burn the food.”

“Did somebody say food?” Noora asked in excitement as she finally walked in, William following her shortly.

“Noora!” Mara exclaimed and rushed toward her friend to hug her. It had been so long since the last time they saw each other in real life.

Skype calls simply didn't do the trick when you missed your best friend. She hadn't changed one bit apart from her new haircut – she still wore that dark red lipstick Mara adored and her fingers immediately reached for her short hair. Noora made a funny face and shrugged, having no good reason to give her for this change in style. Mara's hair grew longer on the other hand, and though it was the at the very bottom of the list of reasons that made her grow it out, she knew Chris loved it too much for her to cut it.

Without taking her left arm off Mara, Noora used the right one to reach into her bag and pulled out a bottle of wine.

“I'm sorry for being a little late, but I didn't want to come empty-handed and alcohol is not authorized in planes. And even if it was I wouldn't have had the time, I almost missed my flight because my boss kept me at work longer than I expected!” She explained.

Mara smiled and took the bottle of her hand.

“You're perfect,” she said, smacking a kiss on her cheek. “Look Chris, someone thought about buying wine,” Mara said, giving a pointed look to her smirking husband.

“Did I miss something?” Noora asked and William leaned in to whisper in her ear.

“Only two hours of nonsensical banter,” he told her, making her laugh.

“William!” She slapped his shoulder. “I wanna hear it!”

“I threw an improvised party this week and forgot to refill our stock of beer... and wine,” Chris admitted with a guilty look on his face. “And Mara-” he emphasized her name and once again reached out for her, letting his hand dance on her shoulder and play with her hair “-hasn't stopped reminding me since this morning.”

This year Christmas Eve was on a Sunday, and all the stores were closed. This too she had made sure to remind him a good hundred times. Chris made it difficult for her to stay mad at him though, he knew an infinite amount of tricks to tame her quick temper and she was sad to say that she was easily manipulated when he did stuff like play with her hair, touch her thigh and constantly hold her against him. He was insanely good at avoiding conflict, he had wriggled his way out of crazy situations thanks so his sweet talking and charming smile.

Mara was usually immune to it, but sometimes he caught he in a weak moment and she gave in. Noora saw her inner conflict when Chris mentioned his forgetting, and she hardly managed to bite back her grin when Mara pursed her lips and gently bumped her hip against Chris' as a gesture of peace making.

“Don't you have a secret wine cellar full of expensive vintage wines?” Noora asked to tease him further.

“If there is one I don't know where it is, my parents never mentioned it,” Chris sighed. “Which was... probably wise.”

“Probably yeah,” they all said at the same time.

“It's a little late to search for a secret lever to a potential wine cellar at this point,” Mara continued. “We've already started packing and we're slowly moving into the apartment.”

Most of Chris' childhood house was empty now, except for their room, the basic stuff they needed to live, and the kitchen. They didn't need to furniture, everything would be left as it is and they would finally move to a place of their own and leave the house of Chris' parents. For a long time he struggled with the idea of leaving, but they left tied down here, and it was a constant reminder of the fact that his mum was unreachable and his dad too busy with work to even make it to their wedding. Schistad father made a quick appearance to give his best wishes and was on the phone no sooner than they thanked him.

Now all Chris wanted to do was move on and not look over his shoulder ever again. As it turned out, his side of the church was far from empty, it was filled to the brim with his friends and the former Penetrators who wildly cheered when they saw him wearing a suit and tie.

Mara's parents weren't really present either – though they did show up at their only daughter's wedding, and did pay for the whole ceremony. William now worked with their father in London, and Mara sometimes got a random phone call of her mum, telling her of her adventures and the new friends she made during her travels. She mostly talked about herself and rarely asked Mara how she was doing, and almost never bothered to ask her about Chris. But then again, she didn't really care about maintaining some sort of bond anymore. Mara and Chris were both adults now, and they came to terms with the idea that they would never have a picture perfect family. They had the financial stability they provided, and they had freedom because none of them gave a damn about their children it seemed.

“At fifteen we were making fake IDs to buy booze and at twenty-six we drink coke at a party,” William said as he pulled out four glasses, and Mara took the coke out of the fridge.

“I think I'll drink to that: a well spent youth we made the most of!” Noora proposed a toast and raised her glass of coca cola with a straight, solemn face, like they weren't cheering with soda.

Without questioning it for a second, they all mirrored Noora and raised their glass as they cheered and drank together. Noora and Mara caught up while eating pretzels and laughed quietly, meanwhile the boys had their own conversation and downed the first bottle of coke as if it were liquor. The girls tried to fill the other in about all the things they have missed during the months they haven't seen each other.

Noora finally got the job she dreamed of and became a journalist, which was great because it kept her busy and allowed her to travel so she wouldn't be waiting home while William worked late hours – they both tried to balance work and personal life. Sometimes it felt like they were neglecting one another because they spent so little time at their shared apartment, but they loved each other to pieces and the absence made their time together all the more precious. Noora cherished it, as much as she loved her job, she loved William more and if he ever needed her to be present, she would be – and everyone knew it worked the other way around as well.

Mara couldn't place a word on the feeling, but she felt something between pure shock and utter bewilderment at the thought that these two hadn't made things official. Among the Penetrators – she couldn't help it, she still thought of them as the Penetrators, even if the group of friends didn't call themselves that anymore – there used to be a bet going on, the boys bet on who would get married first, and only two bet on Chris.

Mara didn't even bet on Chris – she genuinely didn't see it coming, and to be perfectly honest it still felt surreal sometimes. It was nothing spectacular, not a grandiose proposal with a lyrical love declaration – it wasn't anything special per se. One day Chris came home with a funny look in his eyes and he was in his thoughts for most of the night, to the point where it frustrated Mara because she was talking to an unresponsive Chris – might as well be talking to a brick wall – and suddenly he blurted out – completely out of the blue – that he loved her. Now Mara wasn't easily endeared and he knew that it wasn't enough to make her forget that he spaced out during their conversation throughout the whole evening but then-

Then he grabbed her hand and told her to get up, and they grabbed their jackets on Chris' demand. It was late already, too late for them to go out during the week when they had to go to work the next day, but fatigue was kept at bay by the curious restlessness that took them over. Before she knew it, Mara realized Chris had led them at the diner where they once ate waffles at in the middle of the night. She laughed and they talked for over an hour while order waffle after waffle and suddenly he just said 'marry me'. He sounded a bit tired now, and excited, and impatient – the words in themselves sounded like one of those crazy ideas you get when you stay up way past your bedtime and you can't think straight anymore. This could have been a disastrous idea, the worst ever; it could be rushed, and he might regret it in the morning when the sun and his common sense are back in the picture. But the same restlessness that brought them here was still in the air. Chris was smiling – for a second time froze and Mara saw everything she loved about him: the crinkles at the corner of his eyes when he smiled genuinely, the fact that his hair fell in front of his face at the end of the end, the way he looked at her, the way he loved her.

Chris was crazy, but so was she. Mara couldn't think any straighter than him; she said yes, yes, yes.

The first time Noora heard this story she cooed every two minutes and listened intently, her head resting in her palms, her eyes filled with stars – Mara rolled her eyes at her and told her to chill because there was nothing to say about this, it wasn't very romantic, it was just them.

Even today Noora mentioned it sometimes, Mara didn't know if she did it merely to push her buttons or because she wasn't over it either. Chris Schistad tied the knot before all of his friends, and if that wasn't a good example of character development then Mara wasn't a Magnusson.

Well, she wasn't anymore on the paper, only at heart.

“Mara,” Chris called her while Noora laughed at something Mara said.

The two girls stopped talking and Mara looked over her shoulder right when Chris' hand came to squeeze it. Contact. Constant contact. It wasn't a reflex, nor was it a habit. It was a necessity. Chris became restless and unease when he kept his hands off her for too long. Mara grew fidgety and unfocused if she couldn't touch him. They were addicts.

He didn't add anything after gaining her attention, but Mara followed his eyes and she saw the clock.

“Alright, time for dinner!” She announced, clapping her hands and hopping off her stool. “Will, you set the table while Chris and I take care of the food,” she gave her instruction like she was born to give orders – which wasn't a far-fetched idea at all, and also a little bit of professional deformation.

“What?” She asked, raising his hands. “I'm a guest!”

“No dude,” Mara said sarcastically. “Noora's a guest, you're just my brother.”

Chris muffle a laughter and Noora didn't even bother to try and hide hers. William grumbled something but went to grab the plates anyway.

“Oh, I'll help you William,” Noora said as she joined him and took everyone's glasses. Soon they were out of the kitchen and in the living room to set the table.

No sooner they left than Chris placed a hand on Mara's waist and pulled her toward him. She gasped at the gesture, not expecting it, and crashed against his chest, finding him smirking down at her – she knew that smirk, it was his mischievous smirk.

“What is it? Why are you smiling like that?” She asked.

“For nothing.” He shrugged but the smile was still there. “I'm just... in a good mood, I guess?”

Happy. The word he was looking for is happy.

“Christmas spirit and all that shit?” Mara stuck her tongue out and laughed at her own words.

“Maybe.” He shrugged again, remaining vague. Mara frowned a bit but kept quiet since she wasn't going to complain about Chris' pleasant state of mind.

He didn't give a flying f- about Christmas, he cared about the woman in his arms. The sexiest wife on earth, the cheekiest life-partner he could have dreamed of, the equally insufferable little brat who share his life.

His fingers curled around the tender flesh of her hips; his lips brushed against her cheekbone when he leaned in and gently teased her before kissing her. Chris constantly flirted with his own wife – some people found it silly or even pointless, but he never took her for granted and liked to know that he could drive her crazy anytime.

Mara melted in his arms whenever Chris did that. The fact that he kept seducing her, every day, all the time, it was sweet, it was hot. She pressed herself up against him as though she wanted to merge their bodies, and wrapped her arms around his neck t bring him even closer to her if it was only possible. Their kiss deepened quickly; as their breaths mingled the became intoxicated by one another. The separation was all too abrupt.

“To be continued,” Chris said when he pulled away; he punctuated the sentence with a final chaste kiss. “You naughty,” he called her and booped the tip of her nose and he smirked wider and winked.

Mara had to bite back a comment and reminded herself she had her whole life ahead of her to get back at him for booping her nose. A smile rivalling his spread her face and in a common gesture, they went to grab the food and carry it to the living room.

Once the food was on the table conversation came easily and everybody roared with laughter and told stories and ate and drank. Chris fetched the single bottle of wine in the fridge and began to pour some to Noora and William who were too caught up in a conversation to even notice. Chris went to pour some in Mara's glass but she placed her hand over her glass.

“What?” Chris asked in a high pitched exclamation. “You can't be serious, you've been nagging me all day about not having any wine!” He said in a chuckle. “C'mon, have some, there's enough for all of us and William can't even drink too much because he's gotta drive tonight.”

He motioned again to pour her wine, but Mara replaced her hand on top of it and shook her head firmly.

“No Chris. It was for them-” she explained, making a little head movement to designate Will and Noora who were still paying to attention to their surroundings or their hosts. “I'm not drinking.”

It sounded rather final, and Chris' brown shot up in a confused frown. His hand was still raised mid-air, holding the bottle of white wine. He placed it down, accepting that Mara wasn't going to drink any. He was beginning to wonder if she wasn't feeling sick when he spotted the sheepish little smile on her lips, and the way she bit down on them.

“No-” Chris said, in disbelief when he finally added two and two together. “You can't- no-” he repeated, shaking his head. “Mara?” He asked for confirmation, a growing smile making a featuring appearance on his face. He almost cracked with joy and was suddenly a bit scared of her answer.

“I'm not sure yet, but- yes,” she admitted.

“Yeah?” Chris asked again – no way this was real; it couldn't be happening, his body couldn't contain that much joy he was going to burst.

“Yeah,” she whispered.

The whole exchange had been quick and discrete – the couple sitting across them had no idea what just unfolded before their oblivious eyes and it was fine this way. Mara moved her chair slightly closer to Chris, and he placed a hand on her leg while doing a terrible job at not grinning from ear to ear.

“Hey,” Mara hummed to get his attention. Frankly he wasn't sure he could give anyone his full attention anymore tonight, at least not until he got over the shock of it all. “I promised that you'd never spend another Christmas alone, right?”

“Well, you sure don't fuck around with your promises, do you?” He snickered, tightening his grip on her.

“A Magnusson always-”she started but Chris cut her off.

“Are you seriously going to use a Game of Thrones line on me right now?” Chris huffed. “Also, you're hurting my feelings you know? You're a Schistad now.”

Were it in any other context, Mara would have rolled her eyes at his being dramatic and said something about her going from being the hottest Magusson to the hottest Schistad and start bickering back and forth with Chris – there was never any winner to their pointless arguments, they just liked teasing each other and taking it to bed.

“I meant it, Chris. I still do.” Her tone was solemn. Chris fondly pinched her chin and Mara licked her lips and looked down – she hated that this made her blush.

When she looked up Chris mouth three little words that only made her cheeks redden a shade darker. Then they both realized it was oddly silent, and when Chris and Mara tore their eyes away from each other, they saw Noora and William staring at them like two emotional parents, both proud and a little grossed out by the moment of intimacy they witnessed.  

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Merry Kiss My Ass (under the mistletoe)

by TheGirlNoOneKnows5

Working in retail during the holiday season is a nightmare. Especially when Isak has to work right alongside his just friend and not at all crush, Even. Among freaky customers, secret santa presents and constant reminders of his one night of passion with Even, Isak doesnt know if he'll make it to the new year. If only he could figure out who was behind all the random mistletoes he keeps finding...

For the SKAM Chill Christmas Challenge

Words: 9831, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: SKAM (Norway)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Even Bech Næsheim/Isak Valtersen

Additional Tags: SKAM Chill Christmas Challenge, Christmas, Co-workers, Friends to Lovers, Mistletoe, Retail, seasonal depression, Not So Unrequited Love

source http://archiveofourown.org/works/17210357

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Chris has dreamt about being Lucia since she was small...

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Skam Chill Christmas Challenge - Works in progress (WIPs)

Happy December 1st! I am kinda excited about my Skam Chill Christmas Challenge (even if I end up being the only one doing it, hah). I wanna start out this challenge posting about something I am working on. One of my works in progress is a Norwegian fic, my very first, and I am kinda nervous about it. It’s horribly cheesy. But hey, who cares, I’m having fun so why not post a little snippet from it! I am planning to post this in some time now in December. 

The fic is called “Mine egne meninger” and it’s a future fic, and I used the prompt “always chill at the cabin” and “holy fuck (fy faen)”. It’s a friends to lovers thing from Eva’s point of view. She has brought her friends Isak, Even and Vilde with her to her cabin. There will be some winter swimming, a bonfire, lots of gløgg and quite a bit of hooking up. Smut, too. Warning, though: This is very cheesy. And unbetaed. And, of course, Norwegian. Here goes:

De ryddet vekk spillet etter at Isak hadde vunnet med brask og bram. Isak ble ganske så høy på seg selv etterpå, og krevde kyss fra Even i premie. Kyssene deres utviklet seg raskt til å bli mer hooking enn kyss, og Eva lurte på om guttene kanskje var blitt litt påseilet av all drikken, de også.

Hun kikket raskt på Vilde, som stirret oppslukt på Isak og Even. 

Eva prøvde å ikke tenke på at hun godt kunne tenke seg å kysse Vilde.

Stillheten i rommet ble plagsom og Eva visste ikke hvor hun skulle se. Hun så ut gjennom vinduet og nippet til vinglasset, kjente varmen spre seg i kroppen. Det var mørkt ute, men hun kunne likevel skimte at snøen falt tett der ute nå, noe helt annet enn det grå sluddet i oslogatene. I morgen tidlig kom det til å være borte, da. Var ofte sånn her ved sjøen.

Noen prikket henne på ryggen. Eva snudde seg og møtte det gråblå blikket til Vilde og det kjentes som hun falt. Hun rødmet og smilte raskt. – Går det fint?

– Ja da, smilte Vilde. – Mer vin?

– Takk, sa Eva og rakte fram glasset. Akkurat nå var hun veldig glad hun hadde noe å holde seg fast i.

Vilde fylte opp glasset og satt seg nærmere, søkte Eva med blikket igjen.

Eva kjente at suget i magen ikke ville gi seg. Hun lurte på om Vilde noen ganger kunne føle det samme. Vilde hadde jo sagt at hun ikke gjorde sånt, men Eva hadde noen ganger lurt, likevel. Det var noe med måten Vilde så på henne noen ganger. Som om hun hadde noe hun ville si, men ikke turte.

Eva ble var at Vilde satt veldig nært. Hun kunne kjenne varmen fra kroppen hennes der de satt tett sammen i sofaen. Det hele var ganske distraherende, plutselig var Eva hyperbevisst på seg selv, på hvordan hun satt og hvordan hun pustet. Varmen fra kroppen til Vilde var for mye, og når skulle egentlig Isak og Even slutte å kline?

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About the Mother of Nights and Yule and everything

I am writing a Norwegian fic where Even is Frey (Frøy). And yeah, I know it’s a pretty silly project but I’m having so much fun with it. I started on it ages ago, but I think I’m finally starting to get somewhere. The fic is set on December 21st, on Winter Solace, and of course the story is filled with Norse traditions and weirdness. Because, of course a lot of our Christmas traditions evolved from old heathen customs and from a time where Yule was about celebrating the sun and life and about animal sacrifices, drinking alcohol, about goblins and porridge and Frigg’s misteltoe and Thor’s goats and Frey’s pig and only the gods knows what not. To be honest, not much has changed, hah. 

Yule started on December 21st, the longest night and the mother of all nights. The celebration lasted for three days, but Yule lasted even longer, until the Midwinter blot on January 12th. This makes it very interesting to set my story on December 21st. 

Anyway. I kinda love that this holiday has become this lovely melting pot of traditions. In addition to Norse traditions and Christian ones there are influences from all over the world. To me that means that we can all find meaning in this holiday, if we are religious or not. No matter what we believe it’s a celebration of the sun and the light and of life, family and giving. 

Now, about that fic. I’ve decided to have a chill December but I still hope that I’ll manage to post at least a first chapter of my Frøy fic by Friday the 21st. - As long as I don’t get lost in all our strange holiday traditions it might happen. We’ll see. 

Until then - happy holidays! <3

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Six Sentence Sunday

I am writing on a small Vilde fic that I might or might not finish this December. But here’s a snippet from it:

At least it wasn't snow, Vilde thought as she hurried across the wet grass and into the main building of the polyclinic. She wouldn’t mind a green Christmas at all. She rushed down the hall trying unsuccessfully to juggle all of her books and papers. Several times she had to stop and pick up papers as they fell from the folders under her arm.

Vilde took a deep breath and pushed open the door with her shoulder, preparing for another long day.

Just then someone bumped into her. Someone pretty; the tops her cheeks rosy from the cold or her exertions or both, her mouth full and soft-looking while auburn curls peeped out from under her beanie. She smiled, her bright eyes sparkling, and Vilde’s body recognized her before her brain did.  Vilde felt like she froze and melted at the same time.

Eva.

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Kapittel 3 er ute på AO3!

Next chapter of «Den lengste natta» is coming up. This is a teaser. 😊 Håper det faller i smak!

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My Fanwork

Do you want stuff to read or art to look at? Here are the fandom things I have made these last two years, maybe you can find something? 

It’s a lot. I can’t believe it’s this much, to be honest. Anyway. It’s presented more or less chronological. If you find something tempting, I hope you enjoy!

This is a long post. So. It’s all under the cut. :) 

SKAM FANFICTION

Multichaptered fics

Don't leave me (alone): Isak/Even, 106 674 words,  6/6 chapters. Explicit. Slightly magical AU where Even never transferred to Hartvig Nissen, but Even and Isak meet as adults.  

The Very Personal Shopper: Isak/Even, 21 986 words. 2/2 chapters. Explicit. Part of the Apps of Love series. A shopping service AU (an alternative first meeting for #SkamFicWeek). Isak is too lazy to shop his groceries, and too fed up with Eskild’s complaints, and finds that a shopping service would be perfect. But what can he do when his personal shopper turns out to be the most gorgeous guy he has ever seen?

Different, but same: Isak/Even,  31 615 words, 2/2 chapters. Explicit. Post break up fic. Even goes on a ski holiday with Yousef and Elias to get over it. At the cabin he meets a guy who looks like Isak, except his dark, buzz cut hair, well trained body and rough, charismatic personality. The fact that he calls himself Markus Simensen is even more confusing. Translated to russian here. 

Drunk on Your Colours: Isak/ Even,  71 500 words, 4/4 chapters + bonus info. Mature.  When Isak starts at Hartwig Nissen, he is confused by all the eyes with bright colours he can see. He has a strange gift that makes him see colours in certain people’s eyes, and the colours reflect who they are and how they feel. Now there are kids with colours in their eyes everywhere, and one tall, gorgeous guy has the colours of the whole rainbow. Friends to lovers AU where Even is in third year at Hartvig Nissen when Isak starts in his first year.

My Very Personal Ski Trainer: Isak/ Even, 28 181 words, 5/5 chapters. Explicit. This is part of the Skam Stories Christmas Challenge and part of the Apps of Love series. Even has just broken up with Sonja and is recovering from a manic and depressive episode. Sana has invited Even and her other friends to a Holiday cabin trip, and Even needs to get in shape so that he can beat his buddies in Sana’s planned ski race. He tries out a personal ski trainer app and meets the hot ski trainer Isak Valtersen. A different meeting AU. 

The Secret Santa App: Isak/Even,  25 591 words, 5/5 chapters. Mature. Part of the Skam Secret Santa. Part of the Apps of Love series. In this world, Isak and Even met at Nissen, but they were never brave enough to do anything. Isak (25) is a stressed-out salesman for playground equipment. Even (27) is a freshly educated, burned out and lonely children’s psychologist. They meet again when Sana, Eva and Vilde arrange a Secret Santa party. Without knowing it, Isak and Even end up as Secret Santas for each other and they chat with each other on the Secret Santa App. Things happen.

A Fucking Bet: Isak/Even, 32 793 words, 7/7 chapters. Explicit. SKAM Big Bang 2018 collection.  A fuck buddies AU/ Canon Divergence in Isak’s POV (and one chapter in Even's POV). Isak and Even are just friends. They make a bet and decide to fuck only five times and then go back to being friends again. Isak hopes that he might be able to fuck his crush out of his system, once and for all. Who knows what Even’s motives are.  

Around the Corner (My Very Personal Christmas Shopper): Even/Isak, 51000 words, 4/4 chapters. Explicit. Evakteket Christmas Challenge 2017 collection. Isak (22) works in a record shop for Jonas. Isak’s best friend Eva works in the shop, too. Even (24) comes and asks for a job. The two get off on the wrong foot, although Isak finds Even irritatingly attractive. To complicate things, Isak has just gotten a personal Christmas gift shopper, who turns out to be very flirty.This is a Holiday movie AU (inspired by “The Shop around the corner”, 1950), and it's part of the Evakteket Christmas Challenge. The two other prompts were “Bah, humbug!» and Snowglobe.

To Write a Good Ending: Sara/ Ingrid, 13205 words, 2/2 chapters. Explicit. Evakteket Birthday Challenge.  This story starts the summer before Sara starts at Nissen. Sara is ambitious, but struggles to feel like everybody else. This is a 5+1. Five times Sara kisses someone for the wrong reason, or one time she kisses for the right, or five times Sara is a part of someone else’s story ending, and one time she writes her own ending.

The Cuddle Snuggle App: Isak/Even,124934 words, 10/10 chapters. Explicit. Part of the Apps of Love series. Halfway through Even's third year, he is diagnosed with bipolar disorder. When Isak is 16, he moves away from his troubled mother. Both boys have turned their lives upside down, and their new lives are more or less lonely and touch deprived. They meet when Even downloads a cuddler app (mostly for his film project, but also because he needs the touch) and Isak becomes his professional cuddler. They are both determined to keep the cuddling friendly and platonic, but it proves to be difficult.

Mine egne meninger: Eva/Vilde. Norwegian. 16,871 words. 6/6 chapters. Explicit. Eva kunne allerede kjenne hjertet banke raskere. Hun visste det var tullete, men med ett bare visste hun at hun kom til å slite med å dele rom med Vilde. Hun kom til å bli gående rundt en feberhet tåke og tenke på Vilde hele helga. Til ingen nytte. Fy faen. Dette kom jo til å bli en helt strålende romjulsferie.  

The Origin and the Fulfillment: Isak/ Even. 81,026 words. 14/14 chapters (13 + epilogue). Explicit. Collab with @evakuality​.  Isak, an alpha, and Even, an omega, meet on the tram on their way to school. From there, they deal with first heats, pining, miscommunication and lots and lots of tension. They both have issues with their own, and other people’s, assumptions about being alpha and omega.  

Oneshots

The Fake Boyfriend App: Isak/Even,  7 239 words, 1/1 chapter. Mature rating. Part of the Apps of Love series. AU where Isak is desperately pining for his flatmate Even, and downloads a fake boyfriend app to get over him. When he discovers that the Fake boyfriend is a human, and not a bot, he is sceptical.

An Early Friday Morning: Eva/Jonas, 2 115 words, 1/1 chapters. Explicit. This is a future fic/ ficlet. Eva and Jonas wake up and take the chance of a quickie while the kids are busy. That's it. It's a pwp, basically.

Trollbundet/Spellbound: Isak/Even, 16 425 words, 1/1 chapters. Explicit. Evakteket Summer Challenge. A summer fling soulmate AU. Isak has graduated from Nissen and he’s attending Trolsk (Enchanting), an alternative Fair/music festival with his friends. When he meets a guy called Even, they bond. However, Even is reluctant about bonding. Is a summer fling all they will have? Prompts: Camping, summer fling you can’t forget, bare feet.

The Rule of Reciprocation: Noora/Eva, 9952 words, 1/1 chapters. Teen and up. SKAM Reverse Bang 2018.  Noora knew too well that she had fallen in love with Eva. She didn't know exactly when it had happened. It was something that snuck up on her gradually, and one day she realized she was gone for Eva, for her laughter, her sense of humour, her bright eyes and the way she always was so open to so many things. Noora had most likely fallen a long time before things ended with William, she just hadn’t known it yet. She hadn’t allowed herself to know.  

My Tie Is Blue: Even/Isak, 1 185 words, 1/1 chapters. Teen and up.  Ficlet based on Julie Andem’s New year’s gift and this anonymous prompt: «Has anyone ever written a backstory for "my tie is blue and i love you"? I imagine them bickering, Isak says the tie is blue and Even insists it's black and it goes on for over half an hour of light insults and playful shoves and at some point Even realizes he's wrong but he won't admit it and in the end Isak settles the argument by saying I love you»

Not an aberration, but rather a truth: Even pov. Collab with @evakuality. 2780 words, 1/1 chapters. General Audiences. Skam Chill Christmas Challenge.  It takes Even a little while to figure out who he is, and it's not as clear cut as he might once have thought.

Den lengste natta: Isak/Even. Norwegian. 22101 words, 1/1 chapters. Explicit. Skam Chill Christmas Challenge.  Det er fredag den 21. desember 2018 og vintersolverv. Fruktbarhetsguden Frøy, i Evens skikkelse, må for første gang gjøre seg fortjent til den gaven han ønsker seg aller mest; kjærlighet. 18 år gamle Isak syns kjærligheten virker uoppnåelig, helt til han kommer hjem til Oslo på juleferie og besøker Jonas og Eva på kafeen Eldrimni. 

All Good Things Life Has to Offer:  Vilde/ Eva. 10,721 words. 1/1 chapter. Explicit. She hadn’t really had butterflies in her stomach since she went out with Magnus, half a lifetime ago. Magnus was sweet. But the butterflies today were for Eva.

Don’t you let me go tonight. Isak/ Even. 2 209  words. 1/1 chapter. Written for the smut prompt making love.The first time Even and Isak make love, it’s not particularly slow and tender, at least not at first. Some would maybe not even call it making love, they would call it getting off, or fucking. Not that Even cares about that. But the point is, the first time they make love, it’s not really planned.

Just A Summer Dream: Isak/Even. 9,105 words. 1/1 chapter. Explicit. Even knows that this thing is temporary. And yeah, he knows that to do this, here, probably is a stupid thing to do.  He knows that it’s just a summer fling and that he’s too invested and a quick fuck in this bathroom will do nothing to help that, but the thing is… he doesn’t have the energy to care. He wants Isak so much, and he wants him now.

Touch yourself: Isak/Even. 924 words. 1/1 chapter. Explicit. “Touch yourself for me,” he commands, voice still a whisper, but determined.

Hvis senga hans kunne snakke: Isak/Even. Norwegian.  3,662 words. 9/9 chapters. Explicit. Hvis senga hans kunne snakke, / ville den fortelle om / drømmene han drømmer. / Om alt som truer med å / flomme inn / gjennom sprekkene i veggen / og ta pusten fra han. / Drukne han.

A Mouthful: Isak/Even.  5,157 words. 1/1 chapter. Explicit. “What do you want?” Isak says, looking tired, although there’s a hint of recognition in his face as he watches them.Even grins. "Meeting the love of my life."

DRUCK FANFICTION

My Poison of Choice: 2456 words, 1/1 chapter. Mature. Part of the Temptations series. Matteo has an intoxicating crush on his best friend, Jonas. They have a smoke. Jonas wants to try shotgunning. This fic is translated in Russian here.

My Sweetest Elixir:  2,539 words, 1/1 chapter.  Mature. Part of the Temptations series, more or less free standing sequel to My Poisin of Choice. Written before we knew David’s name. – Good? Matteo asks casually, and the guy nods. His cheeks are slightly pink. Matteo’s face is burning. Damn. He wants to lick into those lips. He wants to bury his hands into that thick, dark hair. He desperately hopes that he doesn’t imagine that there’s something heated in the guy’s eyes, as well.

LOVLEG FANFICTION

Draumekvila: Gunnhild/ Luna.  5,112 words, 1/1 chapter. Norwegian. Mature. Det er noko der imellom dei, er det ikkje? Ein tone som strekkjer seg mellom dei og skjelv. Ein melodi som summar under huden. Det er vel ikkje berre noko Luna innbiller seg? Luna trur ho kan sjå noko i auga til Gunnhild, men ho er ikkje sikker.

Blue Moon:  Gunnhild/ Luna. 1,134 words, 1/1 chapter. General audiences.   Gunnhild is pining for Luna.

SKAM FANART

Even and Isak Fanart 

In Eden’s Garden 

Ingrid and Sara Fanart 

Isak and Even Pride Kiss 

Isak blowing Even (explicit)

Isak and Even good times (slightly explicit)

Isak and Even kissing in bed 

Sculpturer Even and Isak (explicit)

Young Even in Winter  (Skam Chill Christmas Challenge )

Aurora and Steve (Isak and Even kissing,  Evakteket SKAMenger Hunt)

Eva and Chris doing Holiday Chores - Fanart (Explicit, Skam Chill Christmas Challenge)

Trans Even and his Isak

Isak and Even (Explicit)

Isak ready for a fight

LOVLEG FANART

Ukulele

DRUCK FANART

Matteo and David

Beautiful Minds

David and Matteo Smitten (Michelangelo's David and Michelangelo's San Matteo)

Birds

Davenzi

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Chapters: 4/6 Fandom: SKAM (Norway) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eva Kviig Mohn/Vilde Lien Hellerud, Even Bech Næsheim/Isak Valtersen Characters: Eva Kviig Mohn, Vilde Lien Hellerud, Jonas Noah Vasquez, Isak Valtersen, Even Bech Næsheim Additional Tags: Future Fic, Friends to Lovers, chill at the cabin, SKAM Chill Christmas Challenge, Smut, Fingering, Romjula 2018, hyttetur, venner til kjærester, Strand, bålpanne, Sauna, vinter, juleferie, ja jeg tester ut norske tags okei? :)

Summary: 

Eva kunne allerede kjenne hjertet banke raskere. Hun visste det var tullete, men med ett bare visste hun at hun kom til å slite med å dele rom med Vilde. Hun kom til å bli gående rundt en feberhet tåke og tenke på Vilde hele helga. Til ingen nytte.

Fy faen. Dette kom jo til å bli en helt strålende romjulsferie.

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Skam Chill Christmas Challenge - Masterlist

This challenge became a really chill thing. I had one goal and it was to post at least one thing in December. I managed that and then some. I had plans to do some fanfic recs, but that will have to wait until I have more time.

I am so happy that somone else actually tried out this challenge, too! Thank you to those who contributed! This is a small masterpost over the things I have found. It seems like searching the tag doesn’t work 100 % so let me know if I have missed something! 

WIPs

Works in progress (WIPs) - @hjertetssunnegalskap1

Six Sentence Sunday(WIP)  - @hjertetssunnegalskap1

About the Mother of Nights and Yule and everything (WIP) - @hjertetssunnegalskap1 

Fics

Not an aberration, but rather a truth by evakuality, hjertetssunnegalskap (Crazyheart)  

Merry Kiss My Ass (under the mistletoe) by TheGirlNoOneKnows5 / @thegirlnooneknows5 (the Tumblr post is here)

Den lengste natta by hjertetssunnegalskap (Crazyheart) 

Mine egne meninger by hjertetssunnegalskap (Crazyheart) 

Fanart

Young Even in Winter by hjertetssunnegalskap (Crazyheart) 

Chris Sankta Lucia - @hjertetssunnegalskap1 

Eva and Chris doing Holiday Chores - Fanart by hjertetssunnegalskap (Crazyheart) 

Teaser for Den lengste natta (fanart) - @hjertetssunnegalskap1

Posts

Holiday Love - @hjertetssunnegalskap1

Here’s the collection on AO3, and the tag on Tumblr / Insta is #skamchillchristmaschallenge. Thank you so much everyone and have a very chill year! :)

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Thanks for showing interest, anon!

Hmm, which story should I talk about?? Imma go with Merry Kiss My Ass (under the mistletoe)

This is one of my favourites. (If ya haven't read it, check it out. You'll like it, I swear! 😉) This got long, but when doesn't it rip

I knew I wanted to write something for Christmas because I'd never written an Xmas themed story before & I love fluffy shenanigan-filled skam fics, which is essential for a holiday fic. Then hjertetssunegalskap1/Crazyheart announced she was going to do a Skam Chill Christmas challenge and invited anyone take part. There was a list of little things that could be used as prompts like ugly Xmas jumpers and other funny things which gave me the idea; isak & even pining over each other against the backdrop of the nightmare that is holiday retail

I used my experience working in a jewellery store over the Christmas period, as well as various horror tales & anecdotes from friends to piece it together. Meaning Isak's voice in this story has a lot of me in it. Particularly his observation that the holiday season turns people into dicks ;) Every retail & hospitality worker knows what I'm talkin' 'bout. Moral of the story is retail sucks ass, but unfortunately we need money to survive, so there we go

The story turned out much funnier than I'd even planned and it ended up getting really well received. One of my favourite writers, who's also a huge inspiration to me even commented that she really enjoyed it! The response took me a bit by surprise, which really warmed my heart. Especially considering the family was still recovering from a loss. This made the story really special to me

A few little fun facts; I was going to set it in a department store before deciding a toy store would be cuter. Customers were supposed to mistake evak as a couple in the store, but I completely forgot I'd planned that and left it out lol. Linn's seasonal depression was inspired by a particular post I'd seen the year earlier about someone who always got lonely around the holidays. It's the way I get around New Years, and I wanted to include it to let anyone who feels that way know they're not alone

Anyhay, this is probably more than you even asked for but sometimes I can't shut up 🙈. Have a lovely day/night, anon ❤

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One of my favourite scenes

This is an edit of one of my earlier posts, that was part of the Skam February Challenge.

I want to talk about the clip “Deilig er jorden”, in episode 9 in season 1 of Skam. A lot of fans love this clip. I have ranted about it before, many times. But I still want more people to realize excactly how fantastic it is. It`s so good!

The clip starts with this lovely christmas party, where the 1th year girls are enjoying themselves. They hav invited the 1th year boys (the most overlooked and underappreciated boys at school), and they are all forgetting all about the “game”, the “rules” and the chase after the 3rd grade boys. Eva, Noora, Chris and Sana are sitting there, waiting for Vilde. Everything is "chill". And then Isak comes, and we get to see that heartbreaking scene between Eva and Isak in the kitchen. We know that Eva has discovered that Isak has tricked her, and told Iben that she kissed Chris, and she is ready to confront him. We know that Isak is struggling, because his father left his mother, and his mother have had some sort of breakdown.

I know I have said this many times before, but this scene is just so good, so well written, directed and played. Eva is pretending to be just nice, but we can see the anger behind her mask, and she finally confronts Isak. Isak on the other hand, is smiling, playing cool, but he has the saddest eyes in the world. Eva wants to know why, and Isak tells her to guess. He is certain that she knows, that everybody knows. Of course Eva has no clue and she guesses wrong. As  we know, this is mirrored in season 3, when Isak asks Jonas the same question, but finally dares to tell him the thruth. But not this time. Here Eva guesses wrong, and Isak plays along. And he continues to keep his facade up for another year.

I know I am not alone in loving Tarjei`s acting here, it`s really something special. But that`s not all. This clip has more.

Then Vilde shows up, deadly drunk, and our girl squad comes to the rescue. And we get to se that iconic scene where the awsome muslim girl Sana in black carries the norwegian drunk girl Vilde in white. The contrasts are just beautiful. And Sana is like a heroine her, a saviour. She seems to have this fantastic integrity, strength, and compassion at the same time.

And then we see Sana and the other worried girls comforting Vilde, trying to help her wake up, and throw up. And then.. Vilde pukes on Sana. Sana`s look is really something here… And we see the girls laughing… And Sana shows up dressed in white. And they are all comforting Vilde. Everything happens to the sound of the christmas carol “Deilig er jorden” (”Fair/lovely is creation /earth”). This hymn, or tribute to the beauty of the world, is effective as a contrast to the images of a deadly drunk kid throwing up.

All the contrast here are kind of magic in a way. I think this scene, this whole clip, is important. I guess it`s here our girls finally becomes the girl squad that we know. And I just love it. If you haven`t seen season 1 yet, it`s worth to see, just because of this scene.

 Here is an english translation of the lyrics of Deilig er jorden:

Fair is creation

Fair is creation, Fairer God’s heaven, Blest is the marching pilgrim throng. Onward through lovely Regions of beauty Go we to Paradise with song.

Ages are coming, Ages are passing Nations arise and disappear. Never the joyful Message from heaven Wanes through the soul’s brief sojourn here.

Angels proclaimed it Once to the shepherds, Henceforth from soul to soul it passed: Unto all people Peace and rejoicing, Us is a Savior born at last.