No Thoughts, Just Hanging Out With Jack And Putting Make-up On Him 🥰

my toxic trait to myself these days is uttering the words "I don't care" approximately 20 times a day while caring so much, so intensely, in fact, that I could easily throw up from it.

Three’s always a crowd

Chapter 1: Has It Really Been Five Years?

Happy Valentine's everyone ♥ To celebrate love, my fanfic about love, passion, grief, pain and acceptance is finally OUT ! I can't believe I'm posting my writings online, 10yo me would be so proud I'm crying for her 😭

This is chapter one of nine and I hope to post twice a month. This is so close to my heart I feel like I'm handing it to the world. But it's worth it if it can make me exchange about my favourite blorbos.

Warning: The story has spoilers for the whole show. Read at your own discretion.

As you'll see in the notes, this story has been thought with a playlist in mind. Some songs actually appear within the story, so to get in the mood before reading, check out the song I've linked 🎵

happy valentine’s day 😁

Hum, this is the cutest shit omg. Thanks so much 🥺

Happy Valentine's ♥

I don't have a candy to give back... So here's a song I associate with the James & Juliet love ♥

Please can someone with a bigger brain than mine analyse this shit, it's crazy.

I've always loved that John's sacrifice, while for the good of the Island, was pretty much only for Jack's sake.

You have to die to show how convinced you are of your beliefs and, in that, you'll make others believe.

I mean, it worked, but how tragic is that?

Following the honorable @lost-inanotherlife's lead, please can we talk about Jack and John's relationship at length? Once you start thinking about it, it just plagues your mind. they're so intricately linked, it makes me head hurt.

And you know what I find crazier after everything? It's that Jack never found out John was paralysed.

“So what’s the difference between a martyr and a prophet?”

hum literally I've been living in the AU where Jack survives and I won't leave it. I just won't.

canon means nothing when I can shelter my blorbo and keep him alive through the power of archive of our own

Three’s Always a Crowd

Okay, sorry if this is cruel baiting you with a seemingly regular update post, when this is actually to announce I'll be modifying my posting schedule. 🙈

I'm still incredibly in love with the story I'm writing, but my personal and professional circumstances have changed quite a bit since I started writing in January (good things for the most part!)

This gives me way less time to write, unfortunately, so I'm thinking of switching to updating every month at most. This will let me breathe in between chapters and not feel pressured to finish in a rush.

GIF of discombobulated Jack is actually Em when she opens her manuscript and realises how much she still has to edit.

The story itself is all mapped out, so be assured it will be coming out, it's just a matter of when. I want writing to keep being fun, and for that I need to release the pressure of bimonthly updates.

Thanks for everyone who's following this story, thanks for understanding, and hoping to bring you more good smut soon 🙏🏾

Em

LOST really said here's a love triangle with two men who, when they're not busy standing up to each other in a really homoerotic way, down right make googley eyes at each other.

When they're not busy doing that, they're making googley eyes at the girl who, herself, keeps going back and forth between the two because, well, look at them...

So tell me LOST, how is that even a triangle and not just a damn circle?

Hey, I'm sorry man, but I swear you help so much.

I'd never bind you tho. Except if you asked for it iykwim.

What I wrote ten weeks ago in a post, here about how Sawyer felt about Jack when they were on the Island:

His school girl antics with Jack in the first seasons were just the manifestation of his crush in a way he himself couldn't grasp.

What I found yesterday: A French pop song from my youth (so the early 00's lol) sung by a then middle-school girl, to which the lyrics, when translated, say:

Test me, detest me. Love me, look at me.

Test me, detest me. But above all, look at me.

For a gesture, a word from you, I'd give anything I have.

Test me, detest me. Love me, look at me.

Test me, detest me. But above all, look at me.

And I mean, there's no better way to express his way of acting with Jack. It's so on the nose it made me lol for a while when I realised the parallels.

It's giving I'll tease you, call you names, have you break up the fights I'm a part of, follow you around making dumb jokes you're not in the mood for, volunteer for every risky thing you're also a part of, kiss the girl you're obviously crushing on, get injured so you can help me, and if all fails, I'll actually ask you to play courtyard games with me for a while... anything.

Anyting but, please, please, look at me.

Please, let me fuck you. (heyyy, I have smut on the brain, can you blame me?)

Anywayyyyyyyyyyy... Case closed.

Trying to give that man exactly the real good time he needs. It's like a life mission at this point.

you could ship jack shepard with a rock and i'd go: "mmmh, you know what? i see it, totally":