#wtfock robbe

[ijzermansdriesen]

I guess it can't be too often that two people can laugh and make love, too, make love because they are laughing, laugh because they're making love. The love and the laughter come from the same place: but not many people go there

-James Baldwin • If Beale Street Could Talk

WtfOCK | Vrijdag 21:21, 29 November 2019

Happy five year anniversary to Robbe and Sander ♡

[conscbgb]

7 years (and a week) ago the first episode of SKAM Season 3 was released...and everything changed 💫

From that day we had the chance to watch 7 remakes of the same storyline, set in 7 different countries...it was magic for real 💥💫

[theluigianapurchase]

is the skam fandom still alive 😭😭 if there are any living members please be my friend

[thinking-wtfock]

Robbe and Sander

[zoennes]

“People need people.”

16 NOVEMBER, 2018 ✦ 16 NOVEMBER, 2019

[j2rules]

what a couple❤️

[seeminglyunconcious]

Eros in Chains [III/IV]

Where is the boundary between love and lust? Why were they so allergic to communication? And why- did they have to make things so intimate in a game about climbing out of hell?

Explicit [[tw: breath play]]

Inspired by Pankey's playthrough of Chained Together and the wtFock pool scene.

Chapter I | Chapter II

Read online or down below!

They were silent, simmering in emotions that had been left unchecked and ignorant about for the past year. Oh—you could also add-on the fact this was one of their longer gaming sessions they’ve had in a while. One that was filled a slew of emotions ranging from delirium, frustration, brief shots of rage, and the constant bouts of lust; it really made for a very chill hangout session.

The younger brunet was swimming in the deep pit which housed the cold water in this digital hellscape, while the other brooded on the water’s edge, playing with the links of the chain that kept them together.

The issue could’ve wholeheartedly been ignored by them  as they had done so in the past. Logging off was a simple process. Waiting till tomorrow to glaze over the “talk” would’ve even been simpler— hell, they’ve done that almost every other time. Why was today so different?

It vexed Lukey, Pangi’s issue of identity and sexuality. It was understandable at first, the very first time they’d done something unfamiliar—a kiss at Twitchcon.

His own feelings started to get twisted and become guilt-ridden the more their trysts went on. The kiss, a lingering hand here and there, the bathroom stall in which they almost both got concussions from, the hotel bedroom, and even after they separated ways: hints of needy lust in texts and messages, a risque picture here, an “accidental” photo there, then late night calls which deteriorated into silent gasps and moans. All of it was nice, Lukey enjoyed it all, but each time it was swept under the rug of insoluble shame that came from the other.

He liked the chase, usually it wasn’t even him to initiate anything. The younger man was as needy as he was for the other, which resolved things on that front, but emotionally… Lukey wanted something more substantial.

Was it unfair? He didn’t think so. It wasn’t really a secret between both of their communities and circle of friends that there was something going on between them. They naturally gravitated towards each other, often at the expense of others. A couple times while in person, perceptive eyes noticed switched t-shirts or a suspicious looking bruise peeking out under a collar. Which led to them being great at diverting the topic or even glossing over it as a triviality.

Each time however was like a hammer upon Lukey’s heart, slowly chipping away at what he’d originally thought was just casual fun and exploration between friends. One does eventually get curious where lust ends and love begins.

For Lukey, it was after one of their midnight talks.

Nothing serious, at first it was about their character lore for the Realm. They were on opposing sides this time around, skirting between the lines of what could be considered PDA while streaming to their audience (not that they really cared, in fact they enjoyed it despite the endless messages of bricks) and in-character jabs about lives-past. Pangi was genuinely confused on how to proceed and why his character kept coming back to him… it was a little cute.

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“Sooo, I don’t know what to do with my lore. I keep coming back to you, but I don’t really have a reason why in character.” Pangi got straight to the point once the call was answered. “I think chat may have started to notice that I just want to hang out with you.”

Lukey laughed breathlessly, why did he know this was gonna be another dumb excuse to call him. “Are you being serious or…? Do you just want to talk to me?”

“Hmmmmm, why can’t it be both?”

“Awwwww, well I’m all ears now. I’m surprised your still awake. ” He leaned back on his chair with a groan, decompressing from the stream he’d just ended. They’d done another lore heavy week and the emotions he’d had to brew today were at their peak. It almost exhausted him. The culprit was in call with him.

There was silence on the other end. “Pangi? You still there?”

“Turn on your camera.” Pangi’s voice was deeper than usual, breathier, a little heavy with desire. Lukey did as he was told, a natural response almost, although he’d never admit.

The video came on, showing off Lukey’s flushed skin and messed up hair from the many times of running his hands through them from acts of frustration. He was slightly slouching in his chair: relaxed, open, vulnerable. The colored lights of blue and red mixing into hues of purple converged right over him at the center, as if presenting a prize to the beholder. He was wearing all white (what a surprise).

“I’m here.” A small smirk mirrored itself on the screen.

There was no response except for the quick breaths that managed to get caught in the other mic.

“You’re already so worked up? I didn’t even do anything. I thought we were gonna talk, something serious.”

“We are. Just… you look good tonight.”

Lukey rolled his eyes, eliciting a laugh from the other boy. “You always say that, come up with something new or else I’m hanging up.” A lazy hand mocked reaching forward.

“...You’re looking angelic tonight, did you fall out of heaven?” Both lines went silent.

Lukey brought his hands to his face. “Alright, I’m hanging up.”

Pangi burst into laughter on the other end whilst begging between gasps of breath for the other to say.

“Okay, okay- Hooo! I’m serious now! Locking IN!!!”

“Yeah, locked in on getting off…”

Almost immediately after, Pangi’s camera opened up showing the messy-haired boy with his hands up and staring directly into the camera. “Your honor, I’m innocent!”

Lukey laughed, “Oh yeah~? Stand up and show the court the evidence of your crimes.”

Pangi comically looked down beyond the scope of the camera’s view, before looking back up with his brows furrowed. “I have the right to remain silent.”

They both giggled, it was moments like this that reminded him that they were lucky to hit it off so quick: easy, fun, and a little head-empty.

“Be serious Pangi, isn’t it getting pretty late for you? I also want to go to bed.” Lukey was being honest, they didn’t really intend to stream this late, but one thing led to another. Pangi kept coming back again and again, sticking them both into an endless loop of angst and borderline in-character/ooc PDA—actual whiplash.

“Alright, yeah… My question is real though. I don’t really know what to do with my character. I like doing my own thing, but there’s nothing happening on the server right now so I just end up going back to you. Your doing lore, so I don’t want to go there ooc and ruin it, but I’d rather be chatting with you than doing some grinding again.” Pangi leaned back in his chair, his mouth was angled downwards in thought.

“It wasn’t an issue before, but I want it to mean something ya know?”

At some point Lukey had brought out his knife and was swinging it around his hands in deep thought. The clicks and clacks of it colliding with itself echoed in their video call. Pangi rolled his eyes at the sight.

“Have you heard of the story of Cupid and Psyche?”

“Mmm, no. I don’t think so? I mean, I’ve heard of Cupid.”

“Yeah, his famous love arrows originate from this story. It’s fascinatingly one of the few Greek myths that don’t end in tragedy for the mortal involved. I mean there’s still the hero’s journey in a way with struggle and such, but it's still- you know what, you’ll understand when I tell you.”

The retelling didn’t take long, Pangi didn’t interrupt, in fact Lukey noticed him writing things down. He told him of the basic story from what he remembered of the tale and even added his own insights of the story.

“I think you’re like Psyche, always trying to find me but everything that separates us is an impossible task. The impossible task being us communicating.” Lukey breathlessly laughed, it had become an ongoing joke now that their characters can do ANYTHING but talk about their feelings. How ironic, in real life they do the same.

So a seed was planted, one that was born from a story about love.

Pangi wasn’t convinced, “I can see it but… I feel like that other guy. Not Sisyphus, but the tree guy.”

“You know Tantalus, but not Cupid!?”

“What can I say, I know what I want, but can’t seem to have.”

Smooth.

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“What’re you thinking about?” Pangi’s voice echoed out to him. He was still in the water, a toned figure that Lukey had more than one occasion fantasized about, been teased about, and had jealous thoughts of the fact that other people might have seen him in person, touched him, like that.

“Nothing. Thinking.” He didn’t want to talk about it, not like they ever would.

“Ohhh, dangerous thing, you thinking.”

“Fuck off.”

“We could.” A flat retort, but suggestive all the way.

Silence. It was quite eerie considering the ambience of the game itself didn’t exactly make this a place to cultivate romantic or dramatic atmosphere. Distant screams and screeches that repeated themselves was layered over some deep, quiet but tense organ tones.

It definitely wasn’t in the realm of calming another person’s feelings either.

“Why do you do that!?” Lukey exploded.

“You have this constant need to push things away for some— not even subtle implications of sex. You’re just direct about it now.” He waved his hands this way and that in an attempt to release his emotions, as if it would help paint a better picture.

“I WANT to talk about us Pangi. The serious shit! The feelings. The kisses. The implications!

I-I know you probably weren’t expecting this playing some stupid game about being stuck together as we traverse fucking hell. But, it nags at me. You. Me. Fuck—us!” He laughs, running a shaky hand through his hair. “It’s like marriage. And we can’t ev—”

Klink-klink-klink. SPLASH!

Lukey fell into the water mid-sentence. He was greeted by the cold temperature seeping through the tunic and meeting his skin, shocking him into taking a gulp. In a panic, he struggled to get himself to the surface- except he felt a force holding him down. With barely opened eyes he saw the culprit, it was Pangi. Of course it was him, it was always him.

Yet... Lukey's heart beat. He looked ethereal, a cross between a Greek statue and a mermaid floating in the depths. The light refracting off the waters surface stretched their rays down upon his body, sculpting muscles with shadows and making hair glow like halo. It was beautiful.

And the dream only came closer, hazel eyes crowned with light staring back into his. They were asking a question, asking if he was okay, asking for permission for something more.

Lukey nodded as he felt the hands on his shoulders tighten as he was pulled forward. Cold lips met his. He couldn't help but open his mouth, letting water in as well as the breathe breathe being given by the other.

He closed his eyes. Gentle hands caress his head just beneath the nape of his neck as another force pulls his body closer, frustration building as a dull thud reminds them of the chains around their waist. Before long they were rising, together.

Two heads broke the waters surface, both gasping for breath between interludes of connected mouths and bubbling laughter.

Lukey leaned forward and met Pangi's. Smiles visible on their faces along with the red flush that spread from their cheeks to their necks. Hands still placed around the other, afraid to let go.

"Wh-what was—"

"Shhhh," Pangi silenced him with another kiss. "Let me talk now." The brunet carefully broke away, slowly holding a hand out to lead Lukey away from the edge of the pool where he'd fallen in.

"Come." Lukey followed reaching out to keep their hands connected, unaware of the smile on his face and the fading anger in his heart.

"It's not that I don't want to talk about it or address it. I mean I kind of just thought it didn't have to be said. The feelings were always there... you probably could tell too right? That night at Twitchcon, just the two of us." Pangi swam in circles around Lukey who kept their gaze intact. "It was electric. I felt alive. Like- like..."

He shook his head unable to complete the thought.

"Like something finally clicked into place?"

Lukey watched the joy radiate from the younger man. "Yes! The world looked even more perfect afterwards, I felt like I could fly in that moment. And I just knew I couldn't let you go. Ever."

Warmth filled his heart at the confession.

"But you just couldn't see it. So, I waited. Giving hints so obvious that it was kind of embarrassing at times." Pangi swam closer and nuzzled his nose with Lukey's before giving it a light peck with a giggle. He swam away again, not too far.

"I did this everyday I could and watched you when I could. So, don't think I didn't see you getting jealous!" Laughter erupted from the both of them, the tense atmosphere from before had long evaporated.

"Your brows furrow together when you get jealous. And when you get upset at me, your smile drops a little before settling back to that sunny look you seem to default to when talking with me."

Pangi smirked at him, "Do you want me to keep going? I notice things about you too when were close enough. Things I try to engrave onto my mind, sounds I try to remember for when distance separates us again."

"Alright stop!" Lukey was already beet red. He could imagine where Pangi was going with it, the sudden shift into a deep sultry voice also helped jog his own memories of their intimate moments.

"But.. why didn't you ever say anything? Call me... something else besides Lukey?"

"What- like babe? Or honey? Or- my sweet little angel that fell from the heavens..?" With every word Pangi swam closer to Lukey till he was right behind him, directly whispering words just behind his ears, eliciting a tremor from the older blond.

Just like that, Lukey felt a smile form from behind his ears and a shocking reverberation of realization coursed through him as Pangi said something else, "You're mine now."”

Then he was tugged across the water's surface, chains wrapped around his body like a rope.

[wikitpowers]

try to convince me this ain't kit looking at ty i'll wait

[ahhhhhhh-e-i-e-i-o]

this is ur free pass to talk about ur hyperfixation. i have no idea wtf it is but i want to hear

You dont understand how happy that just made me, I literally giggled and jumped up and down like a little girl.

Ok so it's this show called SKAM, or Shame in norwegian (and I'm deep in it rn). So it's basically this Norwegian teen drama but there's a ton of remakes around the world (so far I've seen Skam France and WTFock which is Skam Belgium, but there's a ton, like Skam Italy and Skam Austin). But the cool thing is when it aired it was in real time and random, so basically if there was a clip of an episode that took place at 5:30 on Monday, it would air at 5:30 on Monday and then at the end of the week they would release the whole episode. But ALSO, they would randomly release texts between the characters AND all the characters had Instagram accounts run by the show that would post randomly. And so basically each season follows a different character and the OG only had 4 seasons but some of the remakes have many many more, and the remakes have to follow the same characters and general storyline of the first four seasons, but then they can do whatever they want and it's really cool.

So basically everyone's favorite season (and the reason I watched) is season 3 because it's about these guys Even and Isak who fall in love (and we love queer romance) and it's actually soooo good. Basically Isak is gay but super in denial and has all this internalized homophobia that goes out the fucking window when he meets Even, a raging pansexual with enough charisma to make a lesbian fall for him istg (ok maybe not a lesbian but at least a straight man I'm sure). But, mild spoiler, Even has bipolar disorder and has this intense manic episode around Isak which fucks everything up and his ex is like super toxic, but then they get over it and have some of the cutest scenes I've ever seen in TV history.

I've really onyl watched season 3 of Skam France and WTFock, and just clips from the other ones, but from what I can tell, Skam France is very similar to the OG, and WTFock is a little darker (like at one point they get beat up on the street by homophobes). But I really like the remakes because the characters aren't exactly the same even though the story is. So like Robbe (Belgian Isak) is super adorable and little tiny baby and like Isak is too but not in the same way. And like Eliott (French Even) has more of a temper and he's a little more "cool guy" and yeah idk.

I also love love love season 5 of Skam France because it's about Arthur who is the love of my life (dear lord he's so hot) and he goes deaf and I think it's a really great story. I also really like television that focuses on a sense (or lack thereof) especailly hearing because you can do some really cool stuff with it. I think the show did some things about it really excellently and some things I would've done differently just to evoke a different or stronger emotional reaction but I still think it was really cool.

Idk I just love it sm it gives me so much dopamine and just like. joy. ahhhhh thanks for letting me rant even if you don't read it I love talking about Skam and my friends are probably so happy I'm talking about it here and not to them anymore haha.

[ijzermansdriesen]

WtFOCK | 3.08: endless tenderness for @pamouche ♡

+ bonus

[lblogss]

Coming back for a minute to scream over this picture cause HOLY SHIIITTT. It's been so long!! I'n so incredibly happy to see them together again 🥹 And what a picture it is aaaahhh

[theluigianapurchase]

POV: Hijack/Frostcup in another dimension

[thinking-wtfock]

Robbe and Sander

[zoennes]

DONDERDAG, 07:21

[everydawnsamountain]

wtFOCK couples