aintheroes — a private roleplay blog for james "sawyer" ford, from the tv show lost (2004). crossover & oc enthusiast. read my guidelines & preferences before interacting. this blog contains mature themes, minors do not interact.
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aintheroes — a private roleplay blog for james "sawyer" ford, from the tv show lost (2004). crossover & oc enthusiast. read my guidelines & preferences before interacting. this blog contains mature themes, minors do not interact.
HEADCANONS. MEMES.
hi dash friends! i will be leaving this blog for the foreseeable near future. maybe i'll be back someday <3 i still love writing sawyer and i will miss writing with y'all, so catch me on discord if you'd like to continue writing! i'm pacawrites on there <3
omg here comes another note of my absence. hello dash! recovering from the busy weekend, everything went swell but tiring. currently maybe planning to steal one of my parents' dogs for myself? also had to submit my research paper for an international seminar and i have no idea if i wrote anything coherent for it, but fingers crossed. which is all to say, sorry, so many things happening in my life rn!! i will probably slow down Soon and be back writing <3 but catch me on disco anytime!
reminder that i'm gonna be pretty offline this weekend! i graduate tomorrow (yay), and then have friends' celebrations on saturday, and my own celebration with my family on sunday, so it's gonna get busy. i will probably be slow ooc as well (as i already have been all week, oops!) and i'm sorry i didn't get more done here </3 but i will see you all on the other side friends!
despite herself , his description of boone draws a half chuckle outta her — though shannon immediately feels a sick guilt that it had. hugging herself tight , she reluctantly lets sawyer keep on talking. the mention of her sweetheart hitting her like a punch in the gut. is that what they are ? they haven’t exactly put a label on anything. instead of any of the uncertainty that fizzes just below the surface , she settles instead on annoyance. a signature roll of her eyes. " olive oil ? ” eyes , red and raw , manage an incredulous stare over at sawyer. it’s almost like he cares — though what a ridiculous notion. this is sawyer , afterall. “ what the hell are you even talking about ? "
sawyer can almost feel triumphant at the laugh he gets from her -- the noise sounding so alien after so many days of silence that he's half-convinced he's hallucinated it. either way, the way shannon seems to only grow smaller soon after it is no reason to celebrate. he sighs, something long and quiet that comes across as annoyance to mask his concern. " come on. popeye? popeye's girlfriend? " he scoffs, and folds himself down to sit by her side. he picks up the dropped bar and holds it out again, insistent. even if she won't eat, at least he'll keep her company. it might be good enough if he annoys her into moving away from this same spot for once. " you kids and your lack of good television. she was really skinny, sticks for legs, like yours. " he offers a shrug of his shoulders. " point is, you gotta eat somethin'. " then, uncharacteristically optimistic, in that soft way he always seems to favor with her, he says, " he's coming back, y'know. "
𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑-𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 … ( 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 ) set the scene with these modern & evocative prompts inspired by florals & their hidden meanings. themes: city living, devotion, sacrifice, healing & protection.
⁽ * ⁾ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊 → sentence starters
“I will always find you, no matter how lost you feel.”
“Let me take your pain—if I could bear it for you, I would.”
“You don’t have to stand alone—I’ll always be here to catch you.”
“Your scars do not make you less worthy of love.”
“Rest now. I’ll be here when you wake.”
“I will stand between you and the storm.”
“Tell me your story—I want to know every part of you.”
“Run. I’ll hold them back.”
“Let me hold you until the nightmares fade.”
"If they want you, they’ll have to go through me first.”
“I will always be your light, even in the darkest moments.”
“Come back to me. I’ll wait as long as it takes.”
“I won’t let them take you—I’d give anything to keep you safe.”
⁽ * ⁾ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄 → scene prompts
LAVENDER → A small, cozy apartment in the heart of a busy city.
CHERRY BLOSSOM → A rooftop bar with twinkling fairy lights.
RED ROSE → A luxury penthouse suite.
SUNFLOWER → A sunflower farm just outside of town.
RUE → A quiet, almost abandoned street in the heart of the city.
FORGET-ME-NOT → A run-down but charming vintage record store tucked between newer shops
BLACK VELVET PETUNIA → A chic, underground jazz club in a city’s artsy district.
MARIGOLD → A farmers’ market on a busy weekend morning.
MOONFLOWER → A secluded, trendy rooftop lounge overlooking a sprawling cityscape at night.
POPPY → An abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town.
MANDRAKE → A small, independent cafe nestled on a quiet street.
LILY → A serene, minimalist art gallery with bright white walls.
CARNATION → A high-end florist shop with glass vases of colorful blooms.
PEONY → A luxury spa retreat by the beach.
ORCHID → A rooftop garden in a sleek modern building.
DAFFODIL → A trendy brunch spot by the lake.
TULIP → A chic urban loft filled with large windows and tulip arrangements.
CAMELLIA → A sleek art deco hotel lobby.
JASMINE → A night-lit garden terrace attached to a modern apartment.
SNAPDRAGON → A secret garden tucked behind an old café in the city.
LOTUS → A chic yoga studio with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking a busy street.
AZALEA → A late-night food truck park.
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LOST 1.07 — The Moth
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light's on but nobody's home
good morning sawyernation! after a mostly offline weekend i am afraid i also have a busy week ahead, running a bunch of errands because i graduate on friday teehee! and then have a weekend full of celebrations (of my friends' and my own) which will be a delight, i'm so excited. but i'm gonna try to write replies here and queue them out so you don't forget me!! i also hope to get back on #lostwatching so there's maybe more shitposting in my future. cage arc my beloved is still not over, i'm living my best life. have a good day and kiss your pets for me <3
good morning eli sawyer nation! it's a long weekend here until monday, so i have a lot of plans with family (snuggling my parents' pups until they can't stand me anymore) and with my bestie (going to the movie theatre to remember life is worth living etc) so i probably won't be doing many replies here! but i am around ooc to yap and you can more easily find me on discord @ pacawrites !!
i tell the truth. it's the one thing i got going for me.
@drkarev : an independent, selective portrayal of dr. alex karev from grey's anatomy. as written by danny. sideblog to leastproblematic. a study in being let down, raising yourself, repeating mistakes, and learning to be better.
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@leastproblematic : an independent, selective portrayal of dr. mel king of hbo's the pitt. as written by danny. a study in sisterhood, isolation, care, and getting to know yourself.
listen i'm confident in my lesbian identity but there's really something about jack in that hydra enclosure. it's the hydra enclosure that makes you insufferably hot. when he starts hysterically laughing because ben says the red sox won the world series. oh i'm twirling my hair
i was rewatching some sawyer juliet scenes and i need you all to know that he does a cute little "hmm" hum every time he leans in to kiss her
@heartscalpel sent : karev is found drunk by sawyer. is it liquor alex stole from sawyer's stash? did he get a head start on the dharma beer in the abandoned vw? who can sayyyyy
immediately, sawyer feels as if he's stumbling upon something secretive. something he was not supposed to see. because he's made his way through the thick of the jungle, cutting over vines and stepping over roots, he's trekked into some less known patch and he found a goddamn van that looks like something that's been sitting abandoned since the 50s. but that's not the part that feels secretive. because he also found alex karev, sitting by the vehicle's open door, and with eyes that meet his with too much honesty and openness right off the bat. he holds a can in his hand and sawyer nearly trips over himself arriving at the whole scene.
"wh-- i'll be damned, dr. anastasia. you plannin' on keeping this all to yourself?" he huffs, stepping closer, eyeing the van cautiously as if it might morph itself into a monster and jump out at him, at any moment. it sure gives his gaze an excuse not to focus on hazel eyes that are looking at him like that. he's been under their attention for two seconds and he's already trying his best not to squirm. "what the hell is all this?"
@pinnedwings as jack sent : sender crawls into bed with receiver
sawyer wakes up as soon as he feels a disturbance in the area, which, tonight, comes as the sound of footsteps right outside his tent. he's been a brutally light sleeper since they crashed, so the smallest shuffling will make him stir. his eyes blink open, but he doesn't move, waiting as he is, laying on top of his makeshift bed stomach down, half of his face pressed into the tarp. he listens when the feet shuffle, and shuffle, before eventually his tent is being pulled open and a figure crawls inside.
it's probably ridiculous that he knows it's jack before he even makes it in -- something about the nearly silent sound of his feet on sand tipped him off. james is not ready to unpack that. he waits, and jack enters. sawyer is half-expecting a kick to the shins or something, but surprisingly, he gets a shivering, but still warm body flopping down next to him. even if jack can't see his smirk in the dark, surely it's evident in his voice when he says, "got cold out there, doc?" but the joke is ultimately on him, when he gladly shuffles to drape his arm over jack, craving the shared heat between them just the same, against the cold winds from outside. the tarp does a good job of maintaining temperature, but the degrees have been dropping severely the last few days. people are starting to pile on layers of clothes and huddling together to sleep through the night, or taking shifts by the fire. he got a hold of a jacket pretty early on and that has kept him safe enough, but now -- the hand he has reached out is touching the bare skin of an arm so cold, he almost considers that maybe the doctor dropped straight dead by his side. "son of a bitch, are you crazy or just stupid?" he hisses, pulling back and leaning up to try and properly see jack now. "you didn't get anything extra to wear?!"