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THAT'S WHY IT'S CALLED A LEAP OF FAITH private , selective , & headcanon heavy roleplay blog for muses from abc's LOST. featured muses include shannon rutherford , alex linus , & hugo reyes. found by sof ( 30 • they/them )

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just here to say i love lost i wish it ( i ) would come from the war

[lexfoster]

In honor of the many mothers of Lost: Happy Mother’s Day!

“The last thing I thought I’d be good at was being a mum. You know, you should try it sometime.”

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happy mothers day to shannon @islandhearts how is sayid celebrating his baby mama today ?

[ohisms]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ THE 𝐒TAGES OF 𝐈NTIMACY.   a collection of various action prompts centered around the varying stages of intimacy.  feel free to adjust as desired. heavily mature content, dni with this post if you are under 18, & DO NOT use these prompts for non-con scenarios.  )

SETTINGS.

[01.] finding privacy in a cramped dressing room.

[02.] cramming into the backseat of a car together.

[03.] slipping into the lonesome alleyway behind the bar for "time alone".

[04.] pulling them away from a party after hours of relentless teasing.

[05.] getting handsy under the table at a fancy dining establishment.

[06.] taking the long way home and pulling over on a dark stretch of road.

[07.] staying behind at the venue after everyone else has left.

[08.] the hotel room door barely clicks shut before hands are on them.

[09.] a tent in the middle of nowhere where no one can hear anything.

NEW TERRITORY.

[10.] finding yourself staring at their mouth and getting caught.

[11.] pulling back from a kiss to look at them, then immediately going back in.

[12.] memorizing the shape of them for the first time with your palms.

[13.] that exploratory first kiss, reserved and shy.

[14.] a gentle first kiss that morphs into intense want.

[15.] feeling the shape of their body through their clothes.

[16.] asking for permission to remove one of their garments.

[17.] finally succumbing to the thick tension & colliding feverishly.

[18.] fumbling with buttons or zippers because your hands won't stop shaking.

[19.] admitting out loud that you've been thinking about this for a while.

HEATING UP.

[20.] pulling them into your lap in the midst of a heated kiss.

[21.] discovering that they're wearing [ GEAR / LINGERIE ] under their clothes.

[22.] kissing away from their lips, down the length of their neck.

[23.] desperately grinding on them through layers of clothing.

[24.] dirty talking directly into their ear to turn them on even further.

[25.] pushing them onto a piece of furniture before straddling them.

[26.] lifting them onto the countertop while making out.

[27.] tugging their hair to expose more of their throat to your mouth.

[28.] the wrecked way they say your name for the first time.

[29.] fabric tearing because neither of you has the patience for buttons.

[30.] removing an obstacle of clothing with your teeth.

UNRAVELING.

[31.] biting down on their shoulder to muffle how good it feels.

[32.] the sound they make when you find the spot that undoes them.

[33.] begging without any trace of pride left and meaning every word.

[34.] their composure cracking for the first time, they finally stop holding back.

[35.] repeating "don't stop" like it's the only language left in their mouth.

[36.] leaving possessive marks in places only they'll see.

[37.] whispering "look at me" right before you take them apart.

[38.] trying to be quiet and failing, so they clamp a hand over your mouth.

[39.] flipping positions so fast neither of you remembers who initiated it.

[40.] their nails dragging down your back hard enough to sting later.

[41.] being told to open your mouth and doing it before the sentence is finished.

[42.] having your hands pinned above your head.

[43.] the desperate scramble to get closer when there is no closer to get.

COMING DOWN.

[44.] fingers lazily tracing the marks they just left on your skin.

[45.] pulling the blanket over both of you without being asked.

[46.] that silent, dazed smile when they catch your eye across the pillow.

[47.] the shaky laugh when neither of you can remember where your shirt is.

[48.] going to get water and bringing a glass back for them without asking.

[49.] lying chest to chest, feeling their heartbeat slow back down against yours.

[50.] the quiet "hey" that means something completely different now.

[51.] "come here" said softly — not urgently. just wanting them close again.

[52.] the reluctant moment of untangling.

[lexfoster]

I want to be in love To believe in us, sans sabotage

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unfortunately super shayid pilled STILL

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technically , the mostly full bottle of dharma brand tequila is for everyone to share , along with the rest of the bottles and boxes and cans in the beach's makeshift pantry. it's bad form to just take it , but shannon can't say she particularly cares as she snatches while no one is looking. there's always so much going on , she hardly thinks it'll be missed. besides , she has plans -- and this particular bottle plays a vital role. half-heartedly hiding the stolen goods under the blanket wrapped around her shoulders , she moves back across the dark beach , firelight growing further and further into the distance as she makes the now familiar trek towards the structure she and @islandhearts share. that he built just for them.

" you were worth waiting for. "

sayid's words , soft and warm , greet her as she pulls back the tarp and enters their oasis -- and despite herself , shannon beams. she also , of course , rolls her eyes. " i was only gone for like five minutes , " the words are a tease on her tongue as she finds her place beside him. the flickering candles cast dancing shadows across his skin , and she feels the intense urge to try and match their movement , fingers tracing the twisting shapes as they move across his body. but not now. no , that'll be for later. now , she simply holds up the tequila , a mischievous glint in her eyes. " i got us a little something , but-- " she pulls the bottle back before sayid can take it. " we're gonna use it to play a game. "

[likeafantasy]

[bellamysgriffin]

ULTIMATE SHIPS CHALLENGE - Hurt/Comfort Scenes [3/5] ↳ Why do you have to bring so much?

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need @islandhearts to wake up because i have a cute shayid thread idea

[drive-shafts]

LOST parallels ↳1x22 Born to Run // 2x17 Lockdown

[islandhearts]

it had been a suggestion on sayid's part, and while that defensive anger of hers would usually irritated him-- instead, he checks the idea off the mental checklist he forms. his eyes are still searching the beach, his mind still mulling over the alternatives. sayid wouldn't say that he's entirely optimistic, but his mind does briefly wanders to sun, then kate. although kate's gone for the time being, he isn't writing off the idea of asking those they can trust.

shannon grasps his upper arm and his head turns towards her, taking only a moment or two to register the action, and focus on her. noticing the tears that well up in her eyes, the slight fear in them-- his own eyes softening in turn. "why would i be mad at you?" he asks gently, his hand lifting once again to brush along her hairline, pushing stray hairs out of her face. "i believe you. and i'm not mad at you." sayid instead attempts to reassure her, leaning to press a kiss to her forehead before he pointedly meets her eyes. "we'll figure it out. together."

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there's a rational voice in the back of shannon's head -- one she's been bad at listening to since crashing on mystery freakin' island -- that knows sayid is being practical. and that she needs practical. though while that voice is there , it's easily overpowered by the pounding of her heart , the uneasy flutter of her chest , the absolute desperation she feels to be close to him. it's only when his features soften , eyes finally stilling on her , finally seeing her , that she remembers how to breathe a full and proper breath. right now , it isn't even the possibility that scares her , it's any distance -- physical or mental -- between them.

together. coming from him , it's maybe the best word she's ever heard. eat your heart out , live together die alone. lump in her throat , she lets out a half sob , falling against him , arms once more wrapping around him. while it isn't her top priority , she is aware that they aren't alone on the beach , that people might stare or talk or , god forbid , try to come up and talk to either of them. it's that sudden , perhaps misplaces , self-awareness , that leads her to pull back after a moment , desperate hands squeezing his tight. " first-- do you think we could just go home and rest ? " she sniffles , swallows , not even realizing she'd called their little structure home. " i think we both need it. "

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boo !! I am still alive and obviously still love lost just been a bit overwhelmed with work and hanging out ( shitposting ) over on @thrillor . but fear not , I shall return soon to cry about Shannon and the rest of my lost babes

[islandhearts]

a more exasperated sigh is quick to follow. it'd been wishful thinking on his part, maybe-- that she would've agreed. but shannon had been the one to touch upon the subject to begin with. is sayid supposed to pretend that she hadn't? apologize for suggesting such an idea? his lips part to protest, but press together in a firm line as she continues. both of his hands rub at his neck, pushing upwards to sift through the edges of his beard and, once he reached his temples, his hands drop by his side again.

"is that what we are, then? nothing?" he asks in slight disbelief, wincing soon after the words leave him-- hearing himself. where is he, on an island in the middle of nowhere, or back in grade school? "i wouldn't be out here if i didn't care about you shannon. i do care about you, and if anything were to happen to you, i..." sayid trails off, but doesn't allow himself to dwell on the thought. ignore the pit of dread collecting deep in his chest. "i'm not going back without you."

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shannon can hear the hurt in his voice and it almost gives her pause — almost. of course they aren’t nothing , of course he cares , but right now , that isn’t what she needs and it hurts her more than she can say that he can’t understand that. she’s never had to fight for sayid to see her before , to understand her. there had been moments of uncertainty, sure. blocks that kept them apart — sometimes for hours , sometimes for days , but this feels different. she takes a breath , trying to steady herself before she turns to look over her shoulder and back at him. “ then why don’t you believe me ? ”

she lets the question hang for a moment , suspended by her own hurt. but even though her eyes are red , she isn’t crying. she isn’t begging , either. in front of her , vincent stops walking , nose digging into the dirt. shannon stalls in place , turning around more fully to face him. “ if you care about me so much , why is it so hard to believe that i’m telling the truth ? ”

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ LOLA YOUNG - I'M ONLY F**KING MYSELF (2025) LYRIC PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

i'll make him think i'm fine when i'm not.

go get a life and get a job.

i still love you and i don't know why.

he's been blowing up my phone.

you'll get sick again.

turn the light off, i'ma wet the sheets.

i just wanna fuck guys who don't like me and don't mind.

yeah, tell my dealer i'll miss him.

suck me dry like you did before.

i've been fucking like no other and i don't cry.

i got shut down in therapy.

why is it so damn hard to love me?

i did some damage to my ex, but goddamn it, i should have broke that prick's face.

i should probably take my medication.

you can clean up the kitchen, your dirty dishes have been sitting there for days.

i just wanna fuck girls who don't love me, they don't mind.

i'll walk all over you.

my heart, it aches, but as it starts to race, i can feel a taste of what it's like to be happy.

no small talk, the shit's too long.

so, where do i begin?

life's a game and i just can't win.

i wanna make you feel so nice.

i'm not usually like that.

my phone got stolen.

if lying was a talent, baby, you'd be an expert.

i'm so glad we're over.

baby, and i don't mind.

they didn't do it, how you just did it.

when i'm lying in bed, i got post-sex clarity.

i'm not gonna love you like a dog.

there's no other way around it.

nowadays, it's hard to feel alive.

i want you right under me.

i think i'm dying.

you've told me plenty of times that i'm needy and i'm greedy and i'm unreasonable.

i'ma give you that one thing.

i've been going 180, wind in my hair.

darling, you've been dying since birth.

get in your car, don't cause a scene.

i wanna kiss you slow, wanna fuck you rough.

don't wanna talk about it.

everybody wants to know ya, but me, i only want one thing.

i've been busy getting high.

i don't even want your number.

you're pissing me off now.

blame it on the gods so we don't feel like we did something wrong.

make me feel like i'm not incomplete for once.

if being mean was a habit, you must be addicted.

it's hard to imagine what world you think you live in.

let's not pretend we don't find it hard just to accept the people we are.

i got a little kick out of declining your call.

i'll never let him know that i spent all week doing a whole load of nothing.

i wanna get away, far from here.

don't say you don't understand.

i said that i could manage.

every other man didn't mean a goddamn to me.

we can put on our little show.

nowadays, i don't really go outside.

it feels like when my father told me that he must go away.

well, you're stressing me out now.

i love to feel, but i don't wanna die.

i'm not done lying to your face.

i know when we talk about it it's always the worst that we could do.

you'll kiss me slow like you don't have any doubts.

i'm lonely and i'm hurtin' and sometimes i feel alive.

please don't be unreasonable.

i wanna pull you closer.

so, yeah, this is a bit of blabber but give me a message.

i can't say that i'm happy, but at least now i'm heading the right way.

it feels so right when i'm acting so wrong.

i'm really, really grateful, i'm grateful for you.

am i happy? truth is, i don't really know what that means anymore.

i spent all day wishing the day was over.

it's getting hard to hear the things that you said.

if i'm being honest, i'll take anything as long as it hurts.

i'll create a penny out of nothing.

please don't ever let me let you go.

if you didn't win, you'd throw the closest thing to you or punch your fist through the wall like it was made of sand.

i'm actually really grateful for life.

who fucking cares? 'cause it's definitely not me.

somehow you always make me feel at home.

i want you so bad.

i've been fucking on your baby and i don't mind.

i don't wanna cry.

guess i had to let you go to know that i didn't need you in the first place.

i'll drive to your house.

you can call me impatient, yes, i'm impatient.

it feels good, it feels great.

i want you to stay.

i was a sad little bitch, but if i'm honest, shit, i've barely damn changed.

who you've been sleeping with's no longer my business.

oh, hi.

don't you dare walk away.

you fucking absolute cunt.

this ain't no way to live, and every day, i get up and run 'round in circles.

real love? no, we haven't found it.

okay, i love you, talk to you soon, bye.

no, i'm not okay.

i spent all day tryna be sober.

i don't stalk your instagram 'cause i don't care to know, mate.

i'll make a fool out of a man.

i'll see the truth behind your dark brown eyes.

i don't have a lover, and i don't need one.

i'm grateful that, you know, uh, that there are cows.

i've just got a little bit older and a little bit closer to death's gate.

you know where i wanna be.

the jokes that you made about me weren't even ever really that funny.

i've been right down in the gutter.

i've been kissing on the ladies up on the stairs.

there's people who need real help.

spent all week just tryna do something.

been waiting for you all my life.

best of luck to you and i hope you're happy someday.

there's plenty enough for me to go 'round.

i want you to trickle right down my throat.

i guess that means i don't need your dick at all.

i'm grateful that i'm here and i'm makin' art.

you put me onto the right track.

what a waste of my fucking money, i'll just do it myself.

i've been smoking on your father, giving him head.

i still love him the way i did when i was nineteen.

life's about learning and it can show you that the hard way.

now i'm locked out, got nowhere to go.

i'll cry to radiohead hoping my ex still cares.

you look so cute with no clothes on.

i don't know if i'll ever forgive myself if i go ruin everything that i'd like to be.

i wanna eat you up.

can we ignore it, baby, even for just one day?

you should get therapy or a punching bag.

i wanna take you on a little ride.

i guess life sucks dick, but especially if you sniff it all away.

tonight i'm your only lover.

i mean realistically, i just need a new set of friends.

that's nearly the worst that we could do.

why do i feel better when i hurt you?

not everyone is broken.

do you know the difference between me and you?

you can keep your sad sob story 'cause i won't read it anyway.

what don't you understand about this?

no more fighting, then trying, then fighting again.

can we just get into bed?

i don't even like the way i look, let alone the way i feel behind.

maybe i should take a walk 'cause fuck all the running.

i'm quite amazed you think i'm just gonna pick your shit up.

let's not even talk about it.

i play with fire, kinda like the way i feel when it burns.

my heart's heavy.

if i look on the bright side, at least i'm not fucking myself anymore.

by the way, i don't have much to give, it's all the same.

there's so much i wanna give.

i wanna cook you lunch.

i need a doctor, got a sickness and it's just getting worse.

can you just live a little, let your hair down?

i need a little bit of something to take off the edge.

you're so sick that you made me miss my best friend's birthday.

but in the meantime, who fucking cares?

i like a dopamine hit more than a fat kid loves cake.

you loved me for your ego, i loved you for you.

you're a sweet baby.

can you please leave the house?

i just came to my senses, and i still don't regret it.

i wanna love you, babe.

save that big dick energy for my mouth.

it's not like you're perfect, baby, you're far from it.

i wanna make you feel appreciated when you're deep up in me.

fuck, i didn't need a lecture.

i wanna show you just what i like.

i should get a fucking grip.

if you love me like you say, you'll let me escape.

i'll make an atheist forgive.

i'm not coming back for fifteen years.

i don't even know my name.

don't say a lie.

you make me feel like i could fly away.

i'm a dumb little addict, so i've been trying to quit the snowflake.

darling, you're mad.

please kill all the spiders.

she bent me over in the garden.

it's been days, and i'm running out of lies.

my next man, yeah, he's gotta be magic.

he's probably having great sex with that girl i knew was an idiot.

[lostecho815]

Can you imagine this being the last thing you see before you die? Just this man's dumbass face.