17 Works by diamondjacket
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He’s searching the lineup for a glimpse of an Andorian’s telltale blue skin, when someone else catches his eye. Someone whose skin is decidedly not blue.
No...this guy’s skin is pale, with a delicate pink pallor that matches Even’s own. His hair is equally soft-looking and fair, his mouth wet and red and bow-shaped, his eyes a deep, earthy green. He’s tall—nearly as tall as Even—and he’s lean, though he fills out his Science blues rather...enticingly.
He’s beautiful.
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He’s reverted to his previous task of lacing up his shoes when Even walks through the locker room door, practice bag slung over his shoulder and a heartbreakingly weary look on his face. By all accounts, he looks like shit.
Doesn’t stop Isak from wanting to climb him like a fucking oak tree, unfortunately.
Or: A professional tennis AU.
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“You’re the only one who can help me!” Magnus says, desperation plain on his face. “Or should I ask Even, instead? If you guys would just tell me who takes it up the bu—”
“Magnus,” Isak says warningly. “For the love of God, not again.”
Or: Five times the grasshopper becomes the guru (and one time...well, you get it).
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- Part 3 of A little help
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He slowly, cautiously lifts his gaze.
And his eyes run smack into blue ones he thought he’d never see again.
Those blue eyes widen immediately, and that soft, pillowy mouth—the same mouth that had tasted Isak’s, not long ago—drops open in shock. “Isak?”
For Day 7 of SKAM Fic Week. -
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Even is deeply, utterly, monumentally screwed.
Also, if Even could actually get deeply, utterly, monumentally screwed by the dude in front of him, preferably into a mattress in the next forty-five seconds, that would be great.
For Day 3 of SKAM Fic Week.
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- Part 6 of Tumblr ficlets
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“What did you do to your hair?” he blurts, and it maybe comes out a little sharper than intended, because Isak winces pretty hard at his tone.
But...he just walked through the door...like that. Like it was no big deal. Like the Earth hadn’t just shifted on its fucking axis. Like Even’s entire reality wasn’t suddenly crumbling around him.
Or: Isak buzzes his hair off on a dare. Even suffers through the five stages of grief.
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- Part 5 of Tumblr ficlets
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Coming into this last-minute coffee date, Even had honestly thought that once the sheen of the previous day had worn off, things would be different. That he could see Isak and keep a level head, that he wouldn’t be overcome with the urge to just...taste him everywhere. Maybe now, in the harsh light of a new day, he can look at him with fresh eyes and find that he doesn’t feel much at all.
No such luck.
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- Part 2 of Idle hands
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The point is: Even is great. Even is perfect. So perfect, in fact, that the alarming and ever-growing disparity between them, in terms of boyfriend-ing, has become impossible to ignore.
Try as he might to talk himself down, Isak can’t quite stop that ugly fear from gnawing at him—the fear that Even will wake up one day and suddenly realize, fuck, why in God’s name am I doing all this work for a smelly, socially awkward slob with no money and no skills and Dorito crumbs in his bed?
Or: Isak decides he's gonna boyfriend the hell out of Even. It does not go to plan.
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- Part 4 of Tumblr ficlets
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Yes I'll meet you coming back (but we move forwards) by diamondjacket
Fandoms: SKAM (TV)
07 May 2017
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There’s nothing left to do but wait for Even to laugh, or yell, or leave.
But, remarkably, Even doesn’t do any of that.
Or: Isak tells Even about the thing with Jonas. It doesn't go the way he expects.
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- Part 3 of Tumblr ficlets
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“Isak,” Even repeats, quiet and a little awed, like he’s testing it out on his tongue.
Sana narrows her eyes at him, trying to work out his angle. She remembers the way he used to fixate and focus, used to throw himself relentlessly into his passions, both old and new. Used to live and love and care with his whole body.
But she’s never seen him like this.
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- Part 2 of Tumblr ficlets
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This guy—this profoundly, unfairly, deeply good-looking guy—is going to...put his hands on Isak? On his thigh? And, like...move them around?
Listen, he’s just starting to maybe, possibly come close to beginning to acknowledge that he might not be one hundred percent heterosexual, all of the time. It’s slow going—okay, fine, it’s borderline glacial—but he’s getting there.
He didn’t need this today.
Or: Isak’s doctor tells him to get a massage. Even delivers…and then some.
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- Part 1 of Idle hands
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He had understood, in theory, that one goes to the gym to work out, and that Even going to the gym with his friends would result in some form of vigorous exercise, on Even’s part. The logic was there, the science checked out.
He just hadn’t considered what the sight of it would do to him.
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- Part 1 of Tumblr ficlets
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Isak is starting to lose the plot of the syndicated crime drama blaring on the television—and trying to figure out a way to get Mahdi to explain it to him without sounding stupid—when it happens.
Before Isak can open his mouth to speak, Mahdi turns to him, clears his throat, and casually asks:
“So…what’s Eskild’s deal?”
Or: Mahdi thinks Eskild is hot. Isak just wants to get through this with his sanity intact.
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Isak, who didn’t want to kiss him on the street—even as Even’s mind was shouting yes yes please let’s show them let’s show them—but now shoots him a small, coy smile, who leans in and brushes his wicked mouth over Even’s, softly, without much fire but with so much heat, it leaves Even trembling, quaking inside. He feels his hands involuntarily clench into fists at his sides, and he almost chokes with how much he’s trying to hold back, to resist the urge to grab, to take. But oh God, he wants.
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Isak can pinpoint the exact moment that Even notices what’s different about him, because his brows shoot up and his body goes still, and his eyes are darting around like he doesn’t know where to look first.
And then, a slow, wide smile blooms on his face, and it’s blinding. “Wow,” he says, awed. “You look…”
“Stupid,” Isak offers. Even shakes his head.
“Beautiful.”
Or: Isak discovers something about Even’s past, and he realizes he still has some growing to do. Also, lipstick is involved.
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“So…” Even starts, and it’s only now that Isak notices that his expression is a little haunted. “I’m not totally sure, but it’s possible that Eskild just saw me naked.”
Or: Four times Isak’s friends were way too invested in his sex life, and one time they regretted it.
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- Part 2 of A little help
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“Do you ever go down on Even?”
Judging by the way Isak’s eyes bug out of his skull and how he almost chokes on his sandwich, Magnus probably should have eased into the topic a little more.
“Um, what?”
Yeah, he definitely should have. But it’s too late now.
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- Part 1 of A little help