tww: season 4

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Who else is crying? 

I’m a girl and say “Ugh Girls”, I also say “Ugh Boys”.
I say “Ugh people” when they annoy me. I say “Ugh cats” when my allergy acts up.
I say “Ugh orcas” when I see them hunting baby whales in documentaries.
Just chill.
The girls together being “fake fake fake fake” got us all annoyed.

i see you (post Season 4)

Raven gets them down with minimal turbulence as promised. 

“Could have been smoother,” Murphy chirps, unclasping his seat belt. 

Raven groans from the pilot seat casting a bright smile over her shoulder.

“Should have floated you while I had the chance.”

“We gotta move,” Bellamy says, gruff, moving to the hatch. “We need to get to O.”

“Relax, Bellamy.” Harper chides. “We’ve got plenty of time.”

Monty nods. “Yeah, Bell. No Grounders trying to kill us.”

“No mountain men.” Echo whispers in disgust.

“No crazy AI’s.” Murphy smirks. 

“No death wave.” Raven finishes. 

Bellamy rolls his eyes and opens the door.

It’s been 6 years and 12 days since they’ve seen the sun and their eyes take a while to adjust to the bright light flooding the cockpit. They climb out one after the other. 

Bellamy’s boots hit the ground first. He breathes long and deep and tears spring to his eyes as he remembers the first time he tasted Earth’s sweet air. From behind him he hears the clang of boots on metal and then six thuds as each member of his family lands back on solid Earth… the twisted mistress. 

“Good to be home,” Emori says looking around at the green forest before her. 

“I thought you liked space,” Harper says pushing her shoulder. 

“I did,” Emori says smiling at her friend. “But if I never go back I won’t be sad.” 

They laugh together. Murphy senses Bellamy’s tension and pokes Monty in the rib. 

“Okay guys,” Monty claps. “Let’s get to Polis.” 

Echo snorts. “What’s left of it.”

Murphy rolls his eyes. “Oh cheer up, Grumpy. Wake up and smell the daisies!”

Raven cocks her head. “What?”

“It’s an expression, genius.” Murphy says rolling his eyes. 

Bellamy squints. “That’s not–”

“Shh!” Murphy drags his fingers over Bellamy’s mouth and strides past the older man as he sputters. He turns when he reaches the tree line. “You guys coming or what?”

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They’ve been walking for no more than 5 minutes when suddenly Echo halts at the front of the group. As an Azgeda spy, she’s able to sense danger from miles away, a trait her space vacation failed to take from her. The others know this… they stop too. Instantly dropping into defensive positions. They don’t have weapons but it’s better to be safe than sorry. 

A figure with red streaked blonde hair drops from the trees, back to them, as she crouches eyeing the forest before them. Her movements are full of purpose yet graceful… almost feline. It’s her. The Princess. They gasp in unison. Bellamy’s heart beats so fast and hard in his chest that if you looked hard enough you’d see his thin t-shirt jump with the vibrations. His voice cracks when he tries to speak. 

“Clarke?”

She turns. Blue eyes meet his brown and for a moment, the last six years and twelve days don’t matter… but then her eyes harden and she turns back to the trees. 

“We have to go,” she whispers. “Now.”

They follow her, of course, when she starts moving perpendicular to the path they were on. 

“How did you…?” Raven wonders, in a daze just like everyone else. She doesn’t finish her sentence but Clarke throws a smirk over her shoulder at her friend. 

“Nightblood.” She answers simply. 

“Are we running from anything in particular or…?” Murphy quips. 

Clarke’s shoulders shake with a startled laugh. “I missed you Murphy,” she says as she throws him a quick glance. “But yes.”

She leads them to a wooden hut. It’s big but quaint, shrouded by impossibly tall trees and covered in blooming algae, the door hidden beneath a thick sheet of the vibrant, green flora. She holds it open and motions for them to go inside never taking her eyes off the trees behind them. Her friends pass her one by one and she locks eyes with each of them, smiling as they pass. 

Bellamy Blake is the last one in. He stops in front of her, gazing down into her blue eyes. He sees the tears well and she smiles. He’d almost forgotten what she looked like. She jerks her head toward the others and he spares one more glance before he goes inside. The door closes with a soft thud. 

Clarke turns… seven pairs of eyes on her. She’d forgotten this feeling. To have so many people looking at her all at once. It’s strange… it stings. Leaves her chest feeling tight and her throat feeling swollen. She doesn’t realise she’s been fidgeting until Bellamy crosses the floor with long strides and engulfs her in his arms. 

They cry. 

The others join the hug. The eight of them circled around the girl with the golden hair. The girl who saved their lives. Whispers of “thank you” and “I’m sorry” float through the air between sobs. 

Everyone steps back. 

Except for Bellamy Blake.

His hands cup her cheeks and he leans his forehead against hers. Her grip on his jacket tightens. 

“I’m sorry,” he starts and it’s hard for her to shake her head with the way he’s holding her face but she does it.

“I’m glad you’re okay.” She says snaking her arm around his waist. 

He smiles. The brightest one she’s ever seen on him… but then it fades. A single tear rolls down his cheek from his closed lids.

“I thought I’d lost you,” he says, voice small. 

“I talked to you everyday,” she says pressing her body closer still. 

“Clarke,” he sobs. “I’m so–”

“No,” she says. Moving her head so that he looks her in the eye. “We’re okay.”

He nods. 

“This is cute,” Murphy says smugly from across the room. “But can you tell us what we were running from?”

“Klark? Ste bilaik yu?” A small voice comes from a room above them. 

Clarke’s eyes leave Bellamy’s for a moment to look up the staircase behind her friends. She looks back to Bellamy her eyes filled with a new kind of emotion and she smiles brightly. 

“Madi, em ste alright. Em ste nou em. Em ste ai friends.” 

A dark haired girl emerges from a dark doorway at the top of the stairs. The others watch as she descends and makes a bee-line for Clarke. She looks no more than 13 and stands proudly at the blonde girls side. 

“This is Madi,” Clarke tells her friends and already she can see Bellamy is in love. “I found her after primfaya.”

Madi nods at the group and they all smile and laugh for two beats, then Raven looks over Madi’s head at Clarke. 

“Clarke,” she says, a crease forming at her brow line. “What’s out there?”

Clarke frowns, a face they’re all so used to seeing. A face they never thought they’d see again. 

“They came five days ago,” Clarke begins. 


BOOM OUT. 

Season 4

What I absolutely love about skam season 4 is that you really don’t know for sure what is going to happen. I mean in season 1 it was pretty obvious that Eva and Jonas were going to split up and season two and three it was obvious that Noorhelm and Evak were going to happen. Except in season 4 it’s so freaking unclear. On one hand it’s like oh yeah they’ll end up together coz yknow… look at the sexual tension but then it’s like there are so many unanswered questions and…. even if you think you know, you can never be 100% sure bc this show is freaking genius

I think Julie was spot on in her portrayal of close female friendships.

Personaly, I have experienced a lot of resentment and jealousy towards my friends due to my own insecurities but also a lot of love and care for them as well. I really see a lot of myself in sana…especially in her friendship with Noora. I think that might be the reason why Noora is such a prominent character in this season. Sana’s friendship with her is partially a reflection of her own view of her beliefs and this is one of the main conflicts of the season. This is really cleverly done through the use of clothing (ie. whilst Sana dresses in black, Noora dresses in white but when the two grow closer to each other, they start to dress more similarly) I hope she stays true to her beliefs, no matter how hard it is to do so. I hope she eventually reaches out to other people. But most importantly, I hope she realises she is not alone. That there are other people experiencing the same struggles as her.