What I Wrote Ten Weeks Ago In A Post, Here About How Sawyer Felt About Jack When They Were On The Island:

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.

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":

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.

This is the NSFW hc ask!

1, 2. 3, fire!

THANKS 🫡 for enabling my rants about my babies being nasty... you made my morning!

Ok so disclaimer: I mostly have Jawyer headcanon filling my brain (though my fanfic explores the other dynamics) because they're both incredibly precious and furiously hot at the same time, I just can't deal 😅

OK so here's my headcanon about how it felt to go from friends to lovers.

And here's the song I associate with that, if you're interested. It's... hot.

Without going into too much detail about the circumstances, it was evident for both these guys as soon as they slept together for the first time that they'd probably never get enough..

James had never slept with a man but always found them attractive. And he always found Jack particularly attractive (I mean... have you seen him???)

Jack had experience, and he wanted to test that out with James. He had an inkling that their friendly chemistry would probably translate to something quite enjoyable... so he was the one to actually ask for it (I mean, after plenty of overthinking... he's still Jack).

James had always been one to please, in bed, and focused on the other person's pleasure. But with Jack, it unlocked something else. Not the wish, not the desire, but the drive, the need to please someone. The insurmountable urge to be the one to make him plead and shake under his touch 🥵.

It awakened something he feared he would never be able to put to rest.

In turn, Jack's initial attraction to James turned to wildfire as soon as he entered him for the first time. To hell with clichés, it truly felt like a piece of him he only then realised had been missing. James' eagerness to please him, to do him exactly how he wants, allowed Jack to give into shamelessly chasing his pleasure and asking for more 🤤

So, as we could have all guessed, their freaks just perfectly matched each other.

And as time went on, the love they shared grew as did the passion of their reunions. Now, each time they're together, it feels better somehow.

But this also makes it incredibly harder when they have to separate...

Honestly, could you blame them? 🫣

Since you asked me, I'm asking you back.

What got you into writing fic?

What's your favourite and least favourite thing about writing fanfic?

Thanks Nalu! 🤍

Well, honestly, I've also always loved writing stories. Thing is, nobody sent 10 year old me the memo that said you could do that for existing characters. So mini Em would mostly try to craft original fiction... with differing levels of result. As you said, I reread my works and it's a bit cringe, but oh my god, im so proud of her.

Then I heard about fanfiction years later, well into adulthood, from a friend reading and writing for Harry Potter. But neither HP, nor any other piece of media I'd enjoyed at that point made me go, "Oh, I would love to do that."

Then Lost came back into my life last year ❤️ It knocked the wind out of me how much I loved each and every one of these characters with my whole heart. Also never fell in love with a character the way I did Jack, I'm still amazed to this day... Suddenly, the idea of having these characters interact some more, of getting dynamics and pairings I couldn't get on the show, and of making them so happy by making them fuck... All of these prospects sounded amazing.

Spoiler for the show below

First draft I started, two months and a half ago, was a funeral scene for Jack on the Island, held by Hugo and Rose. I couldn't get through it cause it was too depressing lol so then I quickly let that go for my AU where Jack actually never died. That's been way easier to cope with lol.

So, yeah, long story short, Lost brought me to fanfic. Specifically @forever-erica, who showed me there was still a vibrant and active community writing for the show 😭 Thanks again for that and also your support and help in putting out my first chapters!

I love so many things about writing fic. I'm truly so happy to have started. But if I had to choose, what I've loved most is writing the story I'd love to see. Sometimes, when I get high, I can reread parts of my manuscript and forget for 5 seconds that I'm the one writing it. And I'm like "Oh shit i love this!" I'm so happy to be able to do what I've been doing in my head for yearsーfixing shabby love triangles with the power of polyamoryーfor a show I love so much and characters I feel like I know intimately.

What I've hated most, and it's not hate really, but it's what would discourage me most from keeping on, is the space these stories take up in my brain. It can be a bit overwhelming. And while I can yap about it on the internet; as of now, it's really something I keep to myself in my personal life. I've told most people I'm writing, but less than half know it's fanfic. And, like, I haven't told anyone what it's about. I'd be hard pressed to explain to my mom for instance that I'm making my blorbos discover the power of battling your angst through mind-shattering sex lmao. So yeah, it's more that it feels debilitating how much I love these guys, want to write about them all the time, and want to talk about 'em when I'm not writing about 'emーbut I can't really talk about it IRL.

So thanks mutuals for yapping together online about these magnificent meow meows 😻

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

Chapter 3: Have a Seat, Baby

Guys, guys guys guys. Guys. The smut has finally arrived. After a month of telling you guys this is a smutty story, here is where I start earning my E rating.

Still lots of cute pining and a nice dose of angst, just because that's how my babies are.

This week has kind of been a bitch to me and writing these three doing nastiezzzzz has been the best distraction, ngl. Lost to the rescue, once again.

Please tell me how you like it lol, there's so much more smut coming. I wanna make sure you guys enjoy 🫶🏽

My three babies, battling their debilitating angst through mind-shattering sex. This is what I wanna always write tbh.

@lost-fanfic-promoter

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!!!!

These two... Love them so much.

Good morning 🥴

Morning kisses with you ❦

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?”