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something had happened in the minutes that sayid had stepped away from their table at the restaurant, leaving hurley and his wife to make conversation on their open-- what happened, exactly, he's unaware. but that wasn't to say that the truth wouldn't eventually come out. he's observant; habits an ex-interrogator for the republican guard can't quite shake. though the last thing sayid wants is to feel like he should be interrogating nadia, his own wife.
nadia's demeanor over the course of their ride home shifts, subtly. he stops himself on more than one occasion to ask, and it isn't until they've parked in their driveway-- engine turned off, keys in his hand, that nadia draws his attention to her. his head turning and his brows furrowing in response, but patient, nonetheless, as he watches her. and then she asks. 'can we talk about what happened on the island?'
and all of the pieces start to click together. sayid's certain that she could see the processing, the oh so brief panic in his eyes as he realizes what she means by that question. hand not holding his keys tighten around the steering wheel, drawing a deep breath before his face shifts into a more neutral resolve. he glances away from her, then, leaning and reaching behind his seat to retrieve his suit jacket, folded neatly on the backseat. "what did hurley say to you?"
the moment she saw the panic in his eyes, guilt immediately seized her. she shouldn’t have said anything. she knew that she shouldn’t have said anything until she tried to dig more into it herself but she had said it and she does not regret it, at least not yet. maybe it had not been a great time to bring it up but she had been wanting to talk about the plane crash properly for sometime. now with these little details not matching some of the story she had believed to be true, she did not know how she could have sat with this. it did not feel fair to him, to either of them. it did not feel fair that she had kept it silent till now either. even as sayid looks away, she still continued to try and study his reaction.
“ he did not tell me much, but what he did tell me did not make sense with what i believed to be true. and some of it did not make sense in general. ” sayid’s brief expression of panic fills her mind though and nadia feels a pit form in her stomach. she forces herself to look at him for a moment longer before she turns away again. she swallows, she lowers her voice. “ he said something about more people being alive than who you all said. ” shannon. she will not say the name yet, not when she can only imagine that this woman who he cared so much for and died must be on his mind whenever he thinks of the island. nadia remembers, and she makes a silent promise to herself to not forget. “ he implied something about people being left behind… though i suppose he did not say it before and the said something about the island moving but that makes no sense. ” none of it did. especially not the idea that he might not have told her about all of this. she cannot bring herself to get beyond the confusion and even then, that is tempered by her worry for him.
finally, nadia looks away, at first staring at her dress before lowering her gaze to his arm, her hand, feather light resting on it. “ we do not have to discuss it now, in a few hours, or in a week, or in a month, a year… ” though there is a pleading in her voice and in her eyes, she’s sure even if they are not looking at each other he can feel it. “ i only asked now because i could not stop thinking about it. it’s something we do not talk about. ” she looks back up at him. “ you know you can talk to me about it, yes? ” her tone still patient, soft, not a trace of anger or hurt, just that gentle worry. if he did not want to talk about it, she would not make him, but she had to make sure that he knew he could should he feel comfortable doing so wish to. though she wants answers, that is just as important to her.
the amount of relief that she felt upon seeing sayid for the first time in years was indescribable. she thought him dead, or suffering a fate worse than death. he haunted her. her guilt had haunted her and, of course there was still a part of that guilt remained and stabbed into her at the thought of him having to go through a plane crash ontop all the other things she was certain he had been through over the past seven years... what else was she supposed to do when she thought she saw him alive on the television other than book a flight down immediately to see if she was seeing things or if her eyes were playing tricks on her? now in hawaii, though, she felt sort of in limbo, finally feeling like she could breathe for the first time in years, but also having no idea what to do next.
she had been watching the sunset when the man had approached, one of the survivors she knew so lost in thought that she did not even notice herself shivering, so for a moment she stared at him confused until she realized.
" oh- " part of her wants to assure him that it is quite alright, that she should have packed a coat, but hugo’s expression gives her pause and she simply pulls the coat closer. “ thank you. ” a gentle smile stretches on her lips. she looks up at the sky briefly, debating on whether or not it would be a decent time for conversation- after all these people had been though, but she would need to know who to return his jacket to after everything, wouldn't she?
her hand extends, " my name is nadia. " she smiles. " ... i know it might be strange for me to be here, but i was... " a friend of sayid's? she did not know if she could call herself that. it was all so complicated. this man had been through enough complicated. " i grew up in the same town as sayid. " that would have to be good enough. she just had to hope that no one would ask her again until she figured out something better to say. " ... foolish question, but how are you doing? "
[ JACKET ] : @faithcrashed , hurley gives nadia his jacket after seeing her shiver in the cold.
eid mubarak! the palestinian people continue to face a genocide at the hands of israel. this eid, i am donation matching all donations made to the al-sir family at their gofundme here. their family was displaced from khan yunis without clothes, furniture, blankets, or gas. his youngest son is only a few months old and baby formula is extremely expensive. please consider donating to his family at this link.
so tumblr dot com right as i’m ready to make my writing comeback has decided to bully me and make it so i can’t login to any of my blogs on my laptop, but all the same, im going to try and write this weekend ( hopefully it will be fixed by tomorrow ) it wont take place on this blog too much since most of what i have is memes, starters or already cut threads but things might be a bit weird for a moment im sorry
Your Emergency Contact Has Experienced an Emergency, Chen Chen
anyhow tonight is a cry about nadia night i am so sorry if this reflects about replies
Grit: A Poetry Collection, Silas Denver Melvin
Grit: A Poetry Collection, Silas Denver Melvin
a girl of fear, a woman of anger— look how we've grown
girls contain multitudes, heather o'neill / king, florence + the machine / The Affront (L'affronto), by Antonio Piatti / In the Dream House, Carmen Maria Machado / this pin / cassandra, florence + the machine / What If This Were Enough?: Essays by Heather Havrilesky) / crush, richard siken / the closest thing i could find was this soundcloud link / a womans beauty, susan sontag / a vision of fiammetta, dante gabriel rossetti / stop me, natalia kills / fury, yevgeny yevtushenko
everyone say god bless you to @pe4rl-diver for the sources
❤︎ ˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 & 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 ! ( a collection of 75+ kisses. feel free to specify the initiating muse. potentially mature content within. UPDATED 02/25 ! )
finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for.
pulling them in for a kiss while showering together.
a kiss shared during a game ( truth or dare, spin the bottle, etc ).
kissing your lover to show you forgive them.
a coy, chaste kiss meant to say thank you.
an intimate kiss full of relief the second you're finally alone.
wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them.
a kiss muffled by laughter in a library, hidden away among the shelves.
lazy kisses on the sofa while the television runs.
kisses while wrapping your legs around your lover.
a quick peck on the cheek as one party rushes off.
a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them.
a kiss to convince them not to leave bed in the morning.
a kiss to distract them from stitching a wound.
a parting kiss before one party goes away for a long time.
biting their lip amidst a kiss, drawing blood.
heated kisses while tugging on their hair.
abruptly kissing a stranger to scare off the people following you.
an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears.
a bruising kiss full of desperation and urgency.
distracting your lover from a task by kissing their neck.
standing on your tiptoes to kiss their forehead.
kissing down the column of your lover's neck, leaving marks.
a kiss while being reunited after a long time.
kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy.
a dutiful kiss with no true feeling behind it.
kissing your lover to take away their pain.
colliding with a wall, then each other's lips.
a kiss placed over their freshly bandaged wound.
a kiss while slow dancing close and intimately.
sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger.
an abrupt , heated kiss during the middle of a fight.
a kiss motivated by a dare from a third party.
an adrenaline-fueled kiss while standing on the ledge of a rooftop.
kissing them to shut them up.
urgent, messy kisses as both parties scramble to undress.
a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning.
sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain.
kissing your lover just above their waistband.
kissing your partner to seal a marriage.
pushing your love down onto the bed to worship their body with kisses.
a possessive kiss to stake a claim.
a kiss to resolve suppressed ( romantic / sexual ) tension.
a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay.
kissing the top of their head as you hold them.
a risky kiss between forbidden lovers.
a kiss while hiding away from flashing cameras.
a kiss that means absolutely nothing.
kissing the swell of your lover's breast.
a kiss that leaves lipstick stains.
a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun ( sets / rises ).
a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand.
sensual kisses down the length of their back.
kissing them to confess your true feelings.
sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out.
a kiss to forgive one another after a fight.
a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps.
an ( accidental / mutually ) drunken kiss.
an unexpected kiss during a fake dating scheme.
kissing your partner after they've given you head.
caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them.
a kiss after receiving good news.
an emotional kiss, relieved to find your lover alive.
crowded, heated kisses in the backseat of a car.
a tentative , exploratory kiss between friends.
a kiss shared between enemies during combat.
a kiss that smears blood everywhere.
kissing them even though you know you shouldn't.
kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them.
a kiss after a devastating event , meant to comfort.
a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party.
kisses while pulling them into your lap.
a heated kiss while holding them by the throat.
kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing.
a kiss to seal a promise that you just made.
kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning.
holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them.
holding their face, kissing the tears from their cheeks.
a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body.
an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation.
sleepy , domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast.
a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work.
a final kiss shared while holding your dying lover.
ghost quartet: the musical lyric sentence starters.
all lyric credits go to dave malloy. feel free to change pronouns & etc.
❝ now i don’t know, but i’ve been told — and that’s true of everything i think i know. ❞
❝ i don’t even know how to begin. ❞
❝ i stay awake most every night. ❞
❝ where’s my ghost in the mirror? ❞
❝ i’ve got a thousand one stories. every single one of them’s a lie. ❞
❝ i don’t know if this is me at all or just some ghost of me. ❞
❝ creepy. ❞
❝ hold me tight, hold me tight. ❞
❝ i’m a little confused, and more than a little frightened. ❞
❝ i am a ghost in the eyes of my god. ❞
❝ i will light myself on fire. ❞
❝ it’s time to get out of bed and be the starchild i can be. ❞
❝ there’s a man on the platform screaming about the apocalypse, screaming about the day of revelation at hand. ❞
❝ i dread the future. ❞
❝ why did you leave me? why did you disappear? ❞
❝ i am a soldier. as a soldier, i’ve gotten used to death. ❞
❝ ghosts don’t bother me anymore — i know i’ve got mine coming. ❞
❝ if i told you i loved you, would you give me some honey? ❞
❝ if i told you this is special, and love is more than chemicals, that it’s me and you, would you believe me? ❞
❝ do you believe in love? ❞
❝ i won’t come back to haunt you. ❞
❝ if you could be a dead guy, what kind of dead guy would you be? ❞
❝ i am filled with wonder from the stars. ❞
❝ i never saw anything i couldn’t blame on my mind, so i don’t believe in ghosts. ❞
❝ and maybe that’d be sad for you, but maybe it’d be great for me. ❞
❝ so why don’t you just shut up! why don’t you just have another fucking drink and shut the fuck up! ❞
❝ i’m a pretty bad lover, and i’d probably be a deadbeat dad. ❞
❝ look into my telescope, tell me what you see. ❞
❝ i have a lot of memories, and i have a lot of sadness. ❞
❝ i’m haunted by that memory of who i used to be. ❞
❝ will you read me a story? ❞
❝ when i kill you, i will miss you. ❞
❝ why don’t you just go fuck all your fucking books? ❞
❝ this terrible night will pass. ❞
❝ this has all happened before. ❞
❝ you know, that moment before you die is such a gift. because you get to choose what goes through your head. what your last song will be. ❞
❝ i will try to forgive myself. ❞
❝ guess i messed up, guess i made a bad call, but i have no idea what i could have done different. ❞
❝ i am not a hero. ❞
❝ the only tune that the fiddle would play was the dreadful wind and rain. ❞
𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 & 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 (a series of nonverbal prompts . mature themes present , ‘ my ’ muse belongs to the one who posted the meme - send “ + REVERSE ” to reverse the prompts .)
→ 𝐈 . GENERAL
❛ hush . raise a finger in a gesture to silence my muse . ❛ sit . gesture for my muse to sit down . ❛ door . hold a door open for my muse . ❛ tap . tap my muse on the shoulder to garner their attention . ❛ hunger . give my muse something to eat / drink . ❛ cook . present my muse with home - cooked food . ❛ brush . work a brush / comb through my muse’s hair . ❛ read . silently read a book alongside my muse . ❛ hand . hold out a hand for my muse to take . ❛ dressed . help my muse put on an article of clothing . ❛ note . give my muse a note saying : [ content ] . ❛ amplify . turn up the music in the car .
→ 𝐈𝐈 . ANGST
❛ patch . help my muse patch up a wound . ❛ night terrors . hold my muse after they wake up from a nightmare . ❛ company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them. ❛ hospital . my muse is told that yours is in the hospital . ❛ revelation . show my muse evidence of a lie they told . ❛ indulge . find my muse drinking to cope . ❛ downfall . find my muse collapsed on the ground . ❛ console . comfort my muse as they cry . ❛ nurse . give my muse company in the hospital .
→ 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . AFFECTIONATE
❛ wink . wink at my muse . ❛ wrap . wrap an arm around my muse’s [ shoulders / waist ] . ❛ caress . gently caress my muse’s face . ❛ tousle . mess playfully with my muse’s hair . ❛ chest . place your head on my muse’s chest . ❛ comb . comb fingers through my muse’s hair . ❛ grasp . run to my muse & jump into their arms . ❛ lean . lean on my muse’s shoulder . ❛ tender . kiss my muse on the [ forehead / cheek / nose ] . ❛ abrupt . kiss my muse out of the blue . ❛ chaste . chastely kiss my muse . ❛ good morning . kiss my muse the morning after . ❛ volumes . gaze at my muse in a way that silently says ‘i love you’ .
→ 𝐈𝐕 . VIOLENT
❛ strike . [ slap / punch ] my muse in the face . ❛ gun . wield a gun at my muse . ❛ twist . twist my muse’s arm behind their back . ❛ throttle . aggressively wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ parch . burn my muse with a hot object . ❛ take down . forcefully bring my muse to the ground . ❛ gouge . wield a sharp object at my muse . ❛ shunt . shove my muse backwards . ❛ stickup . yell at my muse to put their hands in the air. ❛ shoot . [ fatally / non-fatally ] shoot my muse . ❛ stab . stab my muse with a [ knife / other object ].
→ 𝐕 . NSFW
❛ surprise . send an unexpected nsfw image to my muse . ❛ pin . push my muse against a [ wall, table, other ] . ❛ go down . go down on my muse . ❛ choke . intimately wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ belt loops . pull my muse closer by their belt loops . ❛ skinny dipping . go skinny dipping with my muse . ❛ rip . tear a piece of clothing from my muse’s body . ❛ mark . leave a mark on my muse’s body [ specify where ] .
live together - die alone | independent selective multimuse featuring the characters from lost | connected by ali
also can i get a hell yeah for tumblr getting rid of the awful update
my want to write when i’m off work versus my 7am doctors appointment tomorrow
anyhow i have two more hours at work ( which means probably three plus till i can write but ) i am going to reblog my call, maybe a meme or two ( because i deserve it ) , and post my promo…
my want to write when i’m off work versus my 7am doctors appointment tomorrow
