Kate: Is There Anyone Here Who’s Actually Straight?

Three’s Always a Crowd

Chapter 4: Well, We're Gonna Have to Remedy That.

Omg guys, another one in the books. I'm so happy to be reintroducing chapters with music, I've been listening to this track so much. I just love where it appears in the story and can't wait to have you guys' feedback.

Writing without pressure has been feeling so fun, the juices have been flowing, and the long weekend just helped me power through and finish this chapter.

I missed posting, missed sharing the story. So there you go:

Another really smut-heavy (they're pretty much all going to be from now on 🫣) chapter to feed the love story and, in this case, to highlight the ease these three babies ended up finding with each other in time 💞

Thanks to anyone who's been following the story, hope this one pleases you as well!

@lost-fanfic-promoter

Jack IS babygirl. Babygirl IS Jack.

I'm not making up the rules, that's just how it is.

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.

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 🎵

THAT'S WHY I NEED THEM ALL TOGETHER STAT!!

whenever two are happy, one is miserable.

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.

the tragedy of Jack Shepard is that he's the character obsessed with fixing everything, meanwhile you have me watching him religiously screw up his life, thinking *i could fix him*

What's in a language?

The floral scent of Kate’s hair brings him back to earth. How sweet it is to lay in her arms. Their relationship had grown even stronger since his release from hospital three months earlier. The impulse to share his desires with her had seemed at times selfish, at others completely ludicrous. Why risk wrecking their perfect balance for a whim?

This is a snippet from my WIP, a part I'm so happy about.

I've been writing fanfiction for two months, and I'm still amazed at how incredibly hard it is to convey things in a language that's initially not my own.

I've been studying (partly) in English for years, did my Master's degree in English, I've been consuming content in that language for almost half my life and yet...

Actually writing out something that's well crafted, that flows, that engages the reader (I'm my first reader and, as a lot of other writers I suppose, my worst critic),... is so incredibly difficult to me.

In many ways, it feels like work.

But I wouldn't say that's a bad thing. It's a task I love taking on because the result, when it's done right, fills me with incredible joy.

I do resort to Deepl at times, because I'm so used to writing prose in French. But I feel like this doesn't impair the result and helps me feel less stuck on the page.

But man, I really would have never guessed before starting this how slowly it comes together.

Mad respect to all writers out there, none of it is easy. But today, I'd like to pay madder respect to non-native writers because dude, that shit is even less easy.

been thinkin about this a lot. Jack's masculinity is a special one, esp when considering this show came out in 2004.

apparently back then it was kind of a joke how much Jack cried (arh-arh, how original and funny), but the writers still made their show's hero: sensible, caring, willing to cry, willing to admit (sometimes with difficulty) his mistakes, did i say caring, with an immense capacity to love, protective, and again, caring.

i think it's probably a bit magic that we got to see that representation of masculinity hoisted as a valuable one (this character ends up saving humanity) in the early aughts. we might have been blessed or smth.

btw I love the fact that jack is so emotional and driven by his heart and he falls in love so easy and. god. you don't often see male characters act like that and it's. still pretty refreshing! like yeah boys do cry!!!!

Fire edit with a fire song for a fire show 🔥

And they lived happily ever after