"That's too bad. Guess I have to settle for you."

"Hi. I'm Isak. I think you've made me go blind."

There's a certain mystery that surrounds her. The girl in the hijab.

"Isak, babe. This is me. This is the costume that speaks to my soul."

"Is it too early to say I'm falling for you?"

—Vas tras mi corazón, ¿verdad? —dijo Even, apoyándose contra la barra del bar. —Pensaba que ya habíamos establecido eso —Isak sonrió. O, Even es el barman favorito de Isak y hay algo de mutua añoranza involucrada.

"Don't you have any real friends?" "Aren't we real friends?" Isak huffed out a laugh while simultaneously shrugging and shaking his head. "No." "Why not?" Chris asked and Isak couldn't tell whether he was joking or not. Or Even goes abroad for a year and Isak gets a new friend

Promise to love someone until death while knowing it would come sooner rather than later had the same effect. There was happiness with the promise of unconditional love ruined by bitterness of being deprived a happily ever after. Marriage would be associated with concepts of happiness, white, cake, love and stamped with a timer: Soon to be expired.

He is here again. Doing bench presses, all red in the face and groaning softly with the exertion. Even can't even do anything about it. He's stuck behind the staff counter, willing away his third 'gym-rat' fueled boner this week.

What I felt was a horrible, stinging pain in my arm. I looked down to see vivid red letters were appearing on the inside of my wrist in sharp, bold strokes of handwriting and rapidly forming a name. Nikolai Magnusson. I had a soulmate. I stared, wide eyed, at the soulmate mark that was now permanently a part of me.

"I don't know if I'm into guys or just you." Alternatively, a Being 17 au that literally no one asked for. Or even thought about.

OONE-SHOT - Skam ¡¿Mutantes! (Son cosas que salen de los cerebros ociosos jaja) Al final encuentran al Squad en su escondite, y Even tiene que ponerle fin a todo. Balloon Squad, Boys Squad y Girls Squad. TODOS CON SUPERPODERES!

William and Noora enjoy their afternoon in Oslo's hippest neighborhood. Or, how the not-a-date date goes. (Continuation of my series, originally published to AO3)

There was no note, no text, Noora just left. She returns to her friends in Oslo and William stays in London. Noora doesn't tell her friends why and he struggles with the silence in the apartment that once was theirs. Or, how Noora and William deal with her return to Oslo.

Where Eva finds Noora's life more interesting than Gossip girl. Or Noora and Eva enjoy a lazy Saturday afternoon. (continuation of my series, originally posted to ao3)

William makes breakfast, or the continuation of my series (Paradise and You Like Me)

"How did you say you got your injury?" the doctor asks nonchalantly from behind her computer after having bandaged Isak's aching hand. Isak gazes at Even who bites his lip to refrain from smiling and the doctor raises her eyebrows looking at their silent conversation. Or again things don't go quite as planned...

William's car eventually stops and Noora looses herself in his company and the hot cocoa. Or the continuation of my Paradis fic.

2x05 Coldplay starts to play in the background and Noora overcomes her hesitations, basically what happened right after the episode, I might continue this - originally posted to ao3

Ehkä nyt jossain toisessa ulottuvuudessa Christoffer ja Isak suutelivat katoksessa suojassa sateelta. Isak maistaisi veren suussaan ja Chrisin kädet olisivat polttavat hänen ihollaan. Tässä universumissa Even kaipasi Isakia Jenkeissä, ja Isakilla ei ollut aikomustakaan pilata heidän suhdettaan.

Soft, sweet kisses between two boys who love each other.

Noora is desperately trying not to fall in love with the wrong type of guy, just to remain loyal to her beliefs and her friends. What happens when a certain guy just won't let go? Christoffer/Noora.

"Can you just stop thinking for a second? I can see how you're thinking about everything else than me," he answers shifting his position on the bed a bit upwards. Isak is trying to connect the dots to figure out what Even wants him to say – how to sugar-coat that it just really wasn't working for him. If there was a way to put it nicely anyway. Or Even tries to de-stress Isak.

In a way falling out of love can be even more painful than a broken heart as it gracefully lets you overlook years and years of happy memories. Or then it might paint them black because the very things that made you fall in love are now making you fall out of it.

"Yeah, I got the reference f**kface. But I think he has statues of his parents in there," Isak retorted trying to control his amusement and get back to his previous erotic mood, however, failing miserably. "I just can't believe you would say something like that right now," Isak said finally and lay himself next to Even wrapping his arms around a pillow.