do u have a favorite skam scene that made u laugh out loud? mine is the scene where isak throws all the boys out and magnus is screaming SHOES! SHOES!!! his comedic timing is just brilliant lmao and the scenes where isak drags him 'i was gonna ask u the same thing but then i remembered no one will have sex with u' and 'doesnt mean u have any more game tho' omg i screamed a little lol
Oh maaaaaaaan, I have a few!
I ALWAYS find myself laughing at the part where, during the first kiss, after the little girl walks in on Even and Isak, THEIR REACTIONS. AND HOW THEY FLEE FROM THE SCENE. I ALWAYS, ALWAYS LAUGH AT THAT!
Urmmm, another one would DEFOZ be when Isak throws the boy squad out, I LOVE that moment too!
I know I shouldn’t, but I always laugh at the scene where Isak calls Emma “That girl from Stranger things that looks like a boy ….” like, I FEEL SO BAD, but I … can’t help but laugh at that OH GOD FORGIVE ME.
AND ALSO WHEN ISAK RUNS FROM THE POLICEWOMAN IN THE FIRST EPISODE, AND JONAS IS WAITING FOR HIM ON HIS BIKE, OH MY GOD THE WAY ISAK CLINGS ONTO JONAS AND THEY BOTH RIDE OFF. OH GOD LMAOOOOO!!!
In other news Park Jimin is the fakest hoe I’ve ever seen, boy runs around with that squishy smile and baby hands acting all soft n cute like he just the Purest Bean in the bunch and then u put him on stage and he somehow gains +2000 Daddy™ points and grinds so fine the earth quakes I don’t wanna be played like this, u gotta pick one personality u chimchiminey shit I don’t have time for these games
wHEN WILL LITTLE MIX RULE THE WORLD, THEY PERFORM LIVE BETTER THAN THEIR FUCKING STUDIO VERSION, THEY ALWAYS GETTING ALONG, THERE’S NO DRAMA WITHIN THEIR GROUP, THEY LVOE EAHC OTHER, THEYRE FANTASTIC WITH FEMINISM AND GIRL POWER, THEYRE ALWAYS GRINNIN AND TRYING TO MAKE EVERYONE HAPPY, WHEN WILL THEY RECEIVE THE RESPECT THEY DESERVE. WHEN WILL ALL THESE OTHER WACK ASS CELEBS BE TOSSED ASIDE FOR THESE GEMS??? W HE N
Kenma recognizes him from the broad lines of his back and the strong muscles that cover his shoulders and biceps. He doesn’t move much but when he does, they ripple like water, flowing so smoothly it’s mesmerizing. Kenma can’t see much at all; there’s no moon out and the street lights are down, but he knows this body well enough.
Kenma opens the door softly and steps out. From the slightest stiffening of Iwaizumi’s shoulders, he knows the man is aware of his presence, which is impressive since he’s always been quiet in his movements. He walks forward and grabs onto the railing, the cold metal biting into his skin.
It’s rare for Kenma to initiate a conversation. It isn’t lack of interest so much as it is the fact that he’s rarely comfortable enough to start talking to someone. But his curiosity is far too great when it comes to Iwaizumi. The man is different from the others in the band. He never asks Kenma questions, never tries to pry, and respects his personal space, though he does smile at him occasionally and he makes great coffee.
Iwaizumi doesn’t turn to look at him but he smiles a little, his dimple barely visible. “Yeah, it’s just one of those nights, you know?”
Kenma nods because he does in fact know. Leaning forward, he rests his chin on the metal and winces when the cold hits him harder than he expected, but it’s not a bad sensation. The wind feels nice, just this side of chilly, and the silence is welcome. They don’t live in a good neighborhood, and there’s always fighting and loud music and an absurd amount of yelling.
But on this night, at 2:47 in the morning, with the stars hiding behind the clouds and the moon nowhere in sight, Kenma has never liked this place better. Iwaizumi’s presence is strangely comforting, and the sound of his every inhale followed by a soft exhale makes Kenma unconsciously sync with him.
“Do you like it here so far?”
The tone of Iwaizumi’s voice makes it abundantly clear that Kenma is free to ignore the question if he wants to. He appreciates that, and decides to answer honestly.
“Haven’t really been here long enough to decide,” he says, eyes sliding shut, “but I think I’m going to stay just a little longer, if that’s alright with you.”
Iwaizumi huffs out a laugh, and it’s strangely endearing. “No problems here.” He brings the cigarette to his lips and takes a long drag, and Kenma watches as he blows out the smoke with a sigh, a white cloud forming into the silent darkness of the night. The metal of his tongue piercing shimmers when the headlights of a passing car shines on it, and Kenma’s breath hitches in his throat.
Iwaizumi offers him the cigarette without turning to look at him and Kenma accepts it gratefully. He takes a generous drag of his own and the feel of the smoke calms him with its familiarity. Blowing out the smoke with a lengthy exhale, he hands it back to Iwaizumi, and he feels a new bond form. It’s intimate in a way he’s never felt before, warm even when it’s cold, and he actually likes it. Might even get used to it.
He finally turns to face the man and takes in his profile, and it keeps surprising him, how handsome the raven-head really is. “Has Kuroo always been this insufferable?”
Iwaizumi’s eyes widen at the question before he starts laughing, loud and deep, and Kenma finds himself smiling along.
“You could say that, though Oikawa is right up there with him.” Iwaizumi winks, a playful smile dancing on his lips, “Don’t tell him I said that though.”
Kenma covers his mouth dramatically and Iwaizumi nods his approval. The two grin and face the street again.
The view isn’t terrible, if Kenma’s being honest. They aren’t high enough for him to feel anxious, but he can easily see the park a few metres away. A sigh of content escapes him and Iwaizumi mirrors it and they just stand there, shrouded by the comfortable silence between them that mingles with the silence of the night.
Shout out to the verbally abused kids who are told it doesn’t count because there are no bruises.
Shout out to the abused kids who aren’t taken seriously because they were acting up/asking for it/there are no marks to ‘prove’ it.
Shout out to the manipulated kids whose parents guilt them into thinking they deserve those shitty words and actions they get.
Shout out to everyone and anyone who is abused or has been abused.
You are strong and wonderful and I hope that one day you can get away and be happy and have the life you want.
No one deserves that kind of treatment. I love you.