TBH really irritates me when people think Dans music opinions are the end all be all. Like this boy knows how to play one instrument and is not even properly trained in any sort of music or similarly related topic this boy AINT KNOW SHIT I mean like seriously his options should not control yours like these hoes need to chill tf out about dan being some great music guy as a music major some of the shit he's says is😒but I mean like I said this boy ain't know shit abt music y'all needs chill
dan howell is the last word on music i dont know what you’re talking about
Sana is hurt right now but this is SANA BAKKOUSH we are talking about! She is a strong and powerful Muslim woman! She is upset but this girl is about to bounce back. This is the girl who blackmailed Isak over weed. This is the girl who managed to get 20 girls to pay for her Russ bus. This is Sana “Control Your Hoes” Bakkoush. The most intimidating and most radiant girl in all of Norway. Sana Bakkoush was suspicious about Sara and she was right to be. Now that she knows to stick with her gut feelings, Sana will be on a war path. Imagine the exposing that she’s about to do. Sana Bakkoush will get her justice and I’m 100% for here for this.
This will be long ass post because I use gifs because I love using gifs. So..Sorry peeps!
I thought about this so much. First I wanted to answer this by saying every final episodes of every seasons…
(I’VE NEVER INTEND TO USE GIFS OF ISAK’S FOR S1 AND S2 ENDING BUT I COULDN’T FIND THE ALL TOGETHER IN ONE PLACE SO..)
Because every season ended quite happy. I mean main characters were happy and this is enough to make episodes my favorite..
And then because of skam is ended with “finale” episodes
I agreed that maybe they are not that much my favorite.
So I choose season 3 (OMG WHAT A SHOCKING DECISION!!) episode 2 as my favorite episode.
In episode 2, Isak and Even were just trying to know each other. They just spend time together and every line, every eye contact, every word were so precious… Even if one of them has crush for other one, I’m like %100 sure they fell in love in this episode. Even just knowing this makes this episode my favorite… But also there are these reasons, too…
ISAK STALKING EVEN
“CONTROL YOUR HOES”
SAME ISSY… SAME. *TALK SHOW HOST PLAYS ON THE BACKGROUND* (this scene still takes my breath away)
I STARTED TO SHIP MAGNUS AND VILDE
ISAK WATCHED ROMEO AND JULIET JUST BECAUSE HE LEARNED THAT EVEN LOVES IT’S DIRECTOR AND MY BOI CRIED FOR IT.. (i hate seeing him crying. even for a movie..)
ISAK DOWNLOADED GRINDR AND GOT MESSAGES (HAHAHAH)(and his password was grindr1234. this kis is soooooo stupid i love him so much♥)
ILLUMINATI SQUAD IN GENERAL
ISAK BUMPED INTO EVEN AND WE HEARD THAT ANGELIC “HALLA”
NOT OKAY!1! I LIED!! LOOK AT HIM!!
EVEN LIED ABOUT HIS ID AND HE INVITED ISAK TO HIS HOUSE (LOOL SO EXTRA)
THEY SMOKED TOGETHER AND THEY FELL IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER MORE AND MORE
♫ you are my sunshine my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey
THEY MADE TOASTS AND KILLED ME WITH EVEN THIS KIND OF CASUAL THING.
“CHILI. ALWAYS CHILI.”
“WE CAN’T TURN BACK NOW” “NO WE CAN’T TURN BACK NOW”
THOSE PRECIOUS FACIAL EXPRESSIONS ♥
“E-BOX GIVE ME THE BEAT” (every person who knows me knew that I choose ep 2 as my fav because of this scene. sorry not sorry)
AND EPISODE ENDED LIKE THIS. NOT A SINGLE THING DIDN’T HAPPEN AFTER THIS MOMENT. THEY INTEND TO KILL ME WITH THIS EPISODE BUT I HAVE TO SAY I’M SO FINE BY DYING BECAUSE OF SKAM
To all of you who have been misled to believe that I, for some STRANGE reason, “ship Jikook”, whatever this Jikook thing is, I am deeply apologetic. I honestly have no idea what this Jikook thing is, and if anything I may have said or done has led you to believe that I am a “Jikook shipper” I am deeply, deeply sorry if I have offended any of you in anyway.
Cause wtf is Jikook. Idk what Jikook is I mean–
wait, I can explain–
STOOP. THIS DOESN’T MEAN ANYTHING–
WTF GUISE. IM TRYING TO–
…okay, so maybe I kind of know what it is.
Just a little bit.
Like low low key.
…here have some more.
That being said, this is kind of like a thanks to my followers as well. I’ve never gotten so much love in so little time in all of my history on tumblr pretty much ^^ We can all be trashy together I love all of you and all the support you’ve given me <3
And you know what,
P.S. Why are all off “Jimin’s wives” so rude. Damn boy, control your hoes. That’s the second one I’ve seen harassing the interwebs within a month >.> jimin would never love you back >.>
We pulled up at a empty parking lot. It looked like it came straight out of a sketchy horror movie. Only a few streetlights illuminated the dark area and there were several cars parked across the lot from us. “Luke?” I looked over at him nervously. “It’s fine princess,” he smiled down at me before getting out of the truck. Swallowing my nerves, I got out and followed him closely. A group of about 10 other guys came striding across the parking lot to meet us. I recognized a few of them from classes. They belonged to another fraternity that I couldn’t remember the name of. “What’s up fuckers?” A tall, curly headed boy stepped forward. I vaguely remembered his name. Derek, I think. “Hey what’s your guys’ deal?” One of Luke’s frat brothers, Ashton, asked. “You mean what’s our deal with you guys selling weed in our neck of the woods, to our clients?” Derek asked, his jaw set hard. “I’m sensing some hostility,” Ashton commented, a sly smile spreading across his face. “You think I’m hostile? Of course I’m a little hostile about you dick heads trying to get your money made on our property,” Derek said.
Looking between the two of them, I could sense the tension. And knowing frat boys it wasn’t going to take long for them to get physical. I subconsciously took a half step closer to Luke. He looked down at me, sliding his arm around my waist and slipping his hand into the back pocket of my jeans. “Look, we aren’t doing it on purpose mate. If the people want good weed they’re coming to us. Sorry you sell shit,” Ashton shrugged. Derek lurched forward to swing, but Ashton was too quick to step back. “Oh are you scared I’m gonna mess up your face?” Derek taunted. “Like you could do real damage,” Ashton retorted. “Luke,” I tugged his sleeve. If someone was about to wipe their face on the floor, I didn’t want to be around to see it. “You okay princess?” He leaned down closer to my ear, speaking softly. “Can we leave?” I looked up at him with big eyes, chewing my bottom lip out of nerves. Luke opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by Derek speaking up, “Hey pretty boy? You gonna let your hoe control your fun?” Luke tensed up beside me, pulling his hand out of my pocket. “What did you just call her?” He all but growled. “Oh? Sensitive topic? I didn’t realize you were a pussy,” Derek continued. “Just leave it, Luke,” I clutched onto the back of his coat. “Why don’t you come prove how much of a man you are. Or are you going to let this bitch control you?” Derek challenged. Luke stepped forward, out of my grip, “you done with the name calling? Got anything else? Or are you all bark and no bite?” He was standing just inches away from Derek now, fuming. Derek swung first, giving Luke a solid hit to the face. I couldn’t control my gasp, hands coming up to cover my mouth. Luke hardly flinched. He reacted by giving Derek a blow to the face, resulting in a bloody nose. “That the best you got?” He shouted. Derek wasted no time swinging again and then it was arms all over the place. I watched as Luke fell to the ground after a kick to the gut. I tried to rush forward, but calum caught me by the waist. “He’s got it, he’s got it,” calum mumbled in my ear, holding me back. I couldn’t do anything but watch as Luke pulled himself from the ground to finish the guy off.
“Talk shit about me and my boys or my girl again and you won’t fucking walk, prick,” he spat as he gave Derek a final kick to the side. Calum released me from his grip, but I didn’t move. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Luke looked back at me. Blood was coming from his lip and another cut in his eyebrow. I didn’t even want to count the bruises right now. He looked back down at Derek and the stepped away coming back over to me. Derek’s frat brothers lifted him up and everyone separated, heading back to their cars. “This isn’t over!” They called back at us as they peeled out of the parking lot. Luke’s brothers clapped him on the back as he walked past them. I, however, stood with my arms crossed over my chest, glaring at him. This fucking idiot. “Princess?” He mumbled, coming closer to me. I held my hand out,“keys.” Giving me a confused look, Luke shook his head. “Luke,” my voice was firm, “give me the damn keys.” Digging his hand into his pocket, Luke reluctantly handed me the keys. Turning on my heel I headed for the truck. I could hear the boys saying their goodbyes and the scuffing of Luke’s shoes on the pavement.
Sitting in the truck, he reached his hand over and placed it on my thigh and gave it a light squeeze. I didn’t slap it away, as much as I wanted to. “Princess,” he tried again, looking over at me. “Luke, I just want you to know, you’re a fucking idiot,” I sighed, lacing my fingers with his as I pulled out of the lot.
“I’m sorry,” Luke muttered for the hundredth time as we walked in the door to his fraternity. “Shut up,” I groaned, pulling him along behind me. It was sort of cute, how guilty he felt. He didn’t even know what he’d done wrong yet he was already apologizing. I pushed him into the bathroom, pointing for him to sit on the counter. “Would you like to tell me why you’re upset?” Luke pouted at me, sticking his bottom lip out. I frowned at the site of his battered lip, his lip ring was covered in dry blood. Letting out a sigh, I ran my fingers along his legs, “I just don’t think you should’ve taken it that far.” “I couldn’t just let him talk shit about you,” Luke tried. “You hardly know me at all,” I pointed out, digging through the cupboard for gauze and disinfectant. “Doesn’t mean I don’t care about you,” Luke furrowed his eyebrows, “I have feelings.” “And a short temper,” I rolled my eyes. I couldn’t ignore the flutter in my chest when he said he cared about me. Just as I was about to take hold of his face, Calum appeared in the door frame. “Y/N?” He asked quietly, glancing at Luke. Luke’s head snapped up at the sound of Calum’s voice, “What the fuck are you doing here?” I placed a firm hand on his chest, holding him still, “Luke. Not now.” Calum looked back at me, “I’ll just wait in the car.” Nodding, I turned back to Luke and Calum retreated back into the living room. “Stop trying to fight with every boy that talks to me or about me,” I scolded Luke. “I’m sorry,” looked down, playing with his fingers. “And stop saying that,” I giggled, pouring hydrogen peroxide onto a cotton ball and tilting his chin up so I could clean the cut on his eyebrow. “This might sting,” I warned, dabbing the wound lightly. Luke sucked his bottom lip between his teeth and his fingers dug into my hips as I cleaned him up. “God you have so many bruises,” I breathed, my fingers brushing over the purple marks. Goosebumps spread across Luke’s inked arms and his grip on my hips softened. “I just don’t want you getting hurt because of me,” I mumbled. Moving his head up just a bit more, I moved to start cleaning his lip. His eyes were fixed on my face as I worked. Gently moving his lip ring out of the way I went to work on the nasty split in his lip. Luke’s fingers were now rubbing circles in my skin, causing goosebumps to rise on my own skin. As I finished, Luke spoke up, “And I don’t want you getting hurt because of me. So I understand if you don’t want to hang around me anymore. I didn’t think it would get this violent tonight.” his baby blue eyes were filled with guilt, his gaze glued to mine. Running my fingers through his hair, I let out a sigh, “I’m not just going to leave you because of one night.” I tenderly moved his lip ring back into place, letting my finger tips ghost over his soft lips. Luke pulled me closer to him, leaning his head down to press him lips on mine. Something about this kiss was different. It wasn’t rushed or heated as the others we had shared. The only thing that mattered was his lips on mine, the two of us ignoring every sound that was echoing through the halls of this house. I had never felt so lost in a kiss before. With my hands in his hair and his fingers burning holes in my skin, it felt like it was just the two of his in the world and the rest of the room fell away as we clung to each other.
He was the first to pull back, resting his head on my chest as I leaned my chin on the top of his head while continuing to run my fingers through his hair. Here I was, kissing a near stranger, yet I felt closer to him than I had with anybody else. “You can’t get rid of me that easily,” I teased him quietly. I felt him smile against my shirt as he mumbled, “Good. I’m not letting you go anywhere. You’re too good to me. I’m going to make it up to you, I promise.”