#andrew;sawyer

[underratedbreadcrust]

Hope — Sayid Jarrah

Summary: after crashing on the island, you and sayid have a talk about reality and hope.

Warnings: some light profanity. can be read as either romantic or platonic.

a/n: this doesn’t really focus on the main plot beside the basic details. it physically pains me to see that no one write for this show or this man so i decided to take matters my own hands. this is my first fan fiction ever so i am open to constructive criticism :)

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It has been two weeks since the plane initially crashed. Everybody was at first scared out of their minds over the fact that they were stuck in the middle of nowhere with no apparent rescue on the way. Obviously there was that small group of leaders that stepped up to distribute jobs between everybody and give hope to the rest not to give up.

You, of course, were not one of these people.

You were more of a logical person, always being condemned for not being able to see the positive side of things. Always being called too “pessimistic” about situations. Of course, you never saw it that way. Always appreciating when people would be straight forward with you instead of sugarcoating unfortunate scenarios because they weren’t emotionally mature enough to handle it.

Which is why meeting Sayid was... confusing, to say the least.

Your first meeting with him was less than ideal.

It was the morning after the crash, and you were currently walking along the shore of the beach, looking for your suitcase. Due to the initial panic of the previous day, you had no time to search for your belongings and had to sleep with a shared blanket of a person whose name you still hadn't learned. After searching for 20 minutes, you were about to give up until you spotted a certain name tag hanging from the handle of a familiar suitcase.

It was your suitcase...and it was outside of Sawyer's tent?

Thinking perhaps he had mistaken your stuff for his, you walk over and kneel to begin taking your things.

"HEY! THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" You quickly turn your head around to see Sawyer marching from a distance towards you. His eyebrows furrowed and a prominent sneer on his face. At first you were confused, but you quickly realized that he took your things on purpose.

"I'm grabbing my shit," you said in a neutral tone, only sparing him a glance as you turned back to digging for your things.

"The hell you are," he grumbled as he finally reached your side and yanked the case from under you. "This is mine."

You, on instinct, latched onto the handle. "Really? Cause, as far as I'm concerned, that's my name tag I'm holding on to!"

He continued to try to wrench the suitcase from your hands, but you didn't let your grip loosen.

"Damn! Just let go—" "What is going on?"

You stop pulling the case, but neither lets go as the two of you whip your heads towards the source of the sound.

Sayid stood there a few feet away, with an exasperated expression on his face.

You took advantage of Sawyer's distraction to force your luggage out of his grip and attempted to make a run for it, but Sawyer managed to catch your wrist.

"You little bit—" "Enough," Sayid's voice broke through, and his arm reached forward to force Sawyer to let. Once your arm was free, you turned to walk away before Sayid called out to you. "Stop."

You huffed as you slowly turned around to look at him. He was looking at you with a dissatisfied look. "What happened?" he asked in a tired voice.

You shrug as you look between him and Sawyer. "Ask him. He's the one who decided to steal my belongings." "Now look here, Missy—"

"Can you prove," he quickly interjects, "that it belongs to you?"

Your hand reaches around to pull at the name tag at the handle. You flip it so the big letters of your name are visible.

He sighs slowly and turns his head towards Sawyer, opening his mouth, no doubt reprimanding him. However, Sawyer beats him to it and lifts his hand in surrender. "Yeah, I know, I know..." He says defeatedly as he walks inside his tent.

You once again attempt to head in the other direction before you are newly interrupted. "Wait one second."

This time it's your turn to sigh annoyedly, as you cannot seem to leave the spot in which you're standing. Your whole body shifts to face his, and you only see him motion with his head in to follow him before he begins his journey, heading straight into the jungle.

You momentarily debate leaving him behind before you huff and begin to follow him, suitcase still in tow.

You follow him for a couple of moments, panting from the force it is taking to carry your possessions this far. Hearing this, Sayid quickly looks behind him to see that you have not put aside your stuff. "Just leave it," he blurted, "nobody's going to risk coming all the way out here."

The two of you were barely at the entrance where the trees met the beach. You were about to argue with him, but seeing his stern look, you thought about it twice and decided it was best to just leave it. After all, the two of you were already far enough from the others. Against your better judgment, you sighed defeatedly and let it go.

Seeing this, Sayid whirled around and resumed his walk into the jungle.

This was the first time you had gotten the chance to talk to Sayid. Ever since the crash, you took notice of the way he took charge in such a desperate moment, almost as if he had experience with tragedies. Despite it only being a day, you were already intrigued by the reserved and serious man in front of you. Curiosity getting the best of you, you couldn't resist striking up a conversation.

"So, what'd you bring me out here for?" You asked in an expectant tone, wanting to know if perhaps he found you as intriguing as you did him.

"I needed someone to help me collect wood for the signal fire," he stated bluntly, not looking back to you as he continued to trek forward.

You huffed, his answer breaking any illusion you had that he might find anything, beside the task at hand, interesting.

"And you couldn't ask another guy because..." you questioned in a confused tone. "You just happened to be the person that was the closest and most available at the moment," he responded, still in that no-nonsense tone that you hated sounded attractive. His accent is reaching your ears and echoing in your thoughts.

"Whatever..." you muttered as you finally came to a stop and began to pick up the wood next to where Sayid was gathering his pile.

After a few moments, the both of you had gathered enough wood and were beginning your trip back to the main campsite.

Not being satisfied with the lack of communication on his part, you try again at breaking the silence. "Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did."

You roll your eyes and ignore the sarcastic response. "What do you think our chances are of getting rescued?" At the words, he comes to an abrupt stop, causing you to almost crash into his back, before quickly composing himself and turning around to peer at you with a curious look.

"I think the same as everybody else, that it is only a matter of time before help comes," he states in clinical tone, almost as if he's reciting from a manual the words he should say in a situation like this.

You stare at him with a deadpan expression. "I am asking you because I want to know what you think, not everybody else."

His eyes are conflicted for a couple of seconds before they are overcome with reality. "I don't think anybody is coming."

Your eyes widen at the sudden confession. You knew that by asking Sayid, you were going to receive the truth, whether you liked it or not. That still doesn't mean you were fully prepared for it either.

Which leads you back to the present moment, sitting around the signal fire, which has been burning nonstop for 2 whole weeks. Right now, it was your shift to guard the fire, making sure nothing would put it out. You were too busy poking the base of the flames to notice a figure approaching you by the side.

At the sound of footsteps, you whip your head to see Sayid sit next to you on the log you were currently seated on. Ever since that moment in the woods, you hadn't had the chance to speak to Sayid again. It was certainly not by lack of trying, but he was always so busy, making sure that everything within the camp was running smoothly. After a while, you gave up making an effort to communicate with him, believing yourself to only be getting in his way.

"Hey," you greeted with a slight smile, wanting to make him feel as welcome as possible after weeks of no contact. "Hello to you," he replied back, although with a more serious demeanor.

You couldn't let go of the words he told you that day, despite being the ones you anticipated from a guy like him. Even you thought the words to be true before he told them to you. Yet, as the time passed by, you couldn't help but learn to appreciate the small community that has formed as a result of accident. 

"Did you guys manage to find anything out there?" Earlier that day, Sayid went out with a small group in hopes of tracing a signal that could lead to a rescue. His eyes only looked at mine for a moment before they resumed staring at the fire. "We found nothing."

You didn't believe him.

But you also knew that no matter what you said, he would not talk about it, so you also shifted your eyes to gaze at the fire.

"You know...even if you find nothing out there, I believe it's all going to turn out fine," you stated, with perhaps for the first time, an optimistic tone.

"You believe?" He asked with a doubtful expression.

Your eyes turned to stare into his, trying to project all of your thoughts into him. "Yes, I do. Sure, the whole plane crash was unfortunate, but the way everybody here has gathered and given their best, even knowing that they might not get home, is heartening." Sayid still eyed you with an unconvinced stare. "What I mean to say is that before getting on that flight, I used to think optimism was just something people used as an excuse to ignore the issues around us...but these past few weeks have changed my mind." My eyes begin to light up as I think of all the moments I have shared with the other passengers, good and bad.

"You are putting a lot of faith into something that has no evidence supporting it to be true," Sayid interjects, his eyes boring into mine, in an almost defiant way.

"Maybe... but I choose to believe that belief alone is going to be enough to get us home. Hope is one of the most powerful feelings; it drives people towards goals that appear near impossible to others. Haven't you ever fought your hardest for something, despite all of the signs indicating failure?" His gaze turns distant, almost as if he were remembering an instant like the one I described.

Multiple minutes pass by again, silence overtaking the midnight air. You assumed the lack of a response meant the conversation ended before Sayid spoke up again. "Perhaps you are right," he responds, with a feint and almost unperceivable smile.

"There just might be hope for us after all."

[precodesoul]

Chorus girls from Footlight Parade (dir. Lloyd Bacon & Busby Berkeley, 1933)

[notdampeterjohnson]

ALL FOR THE GAME AS HEATHERS, THE MUSICAL (I am going insane)

For some context Palmetto University needed to raise funds for a new project and what better way to do so than force their stars, the foxes, to present a musical? (they all want to kill themselves)

that being said, this are the characters they would be playing:

Dan: Veronica (don’t think about Dead Girl Walking)

Kevin: JD (don’t think about Dead Girl Walking)

Allison: Heather Chandler (iconic)

Renee: Heather McNamara (love her)

Katelyn: Heather Duke (actually enjoys this project)

Nicky: Kurt Kelly (he thinks its the funniest thing)

Neil: Ram Sweeney (Nicky forced him)

Marissa: Martha Dunnstock (the only other student willing to participate)

Betsy: Mrs Fleming (hates her character but wants to support her foxes)

Wymack & Abby: Veronica’s parents (they’re being forced to do this)

Matt & Aaron: Kurt & Ram’s parents (originally meant to be Andrew and Aaron but we all know that wouldn’t happen)

Andrew: officer 1 (he was forced to participate and it was the only role he would accept)

Erik: officer 2 (is here to support Nicky)

PLEASE tell me you see it

[straycalamities]

Hi, same person who sent the "Who are your TMA blorbos ask". I know the current braiworms is Marble Hornets, but I was wondering if yor OCs were avatars of a TMA Entity (or just a victim of them) which one would it be? Pick as many or as little of your OCs as you'd like C:

no this is great actually because i’ll always talk tma

hmmm rly good question

Entre - The Corruption/Desolation either can work depending on the angle (avatar 100% but not before going through the horrors. his narrative would be his descent i think) he’d be a good victim of The Desolation so that’d add spice to his becoming

Andrew - The End if avatar (because necromancer duh) The Lonely as a victim

Spook - The Hunt/Spiral/Stranger/Web/Eye all work depending on the angle I think (for the hunt/the stranger i think it’d be chosen to be an avatar and have to struggle with that, for the other three it’s just being tormented)

Ace - The Lonely/Spiral/Vast/Desolation all would kick his ass because they all focus on a different insecurity of his. he would be a good avatar of The Web or The Eye, but it’d be more fun to torture him one way or the other :)

Daisy - The Hunt is rly good for her as an avatar BUT being as one of her main inspirations as a character is Jane Prentiss I have to go with avatar of The Corruption.

Kian - avatar of The Hunt or The Slaughter no question about it. i honestly doubt any of them torment him more severely than any of the others. his weak points are like…slaughter-related? but also he’s fucked about them so he likes it. made for this

Eren - hmmm she’s a thinker. i think she’d be a good avatar for The Lonely or The Vast. i also think The Desolation would be terrible for her to deal with or The Buried.

i’ll stop there because these are the most known that i have something interesting to say about

if i had to put them all in the same story i think id go with the formula of: Entre becoming an avatar of The Desolation while also being thrown into the horrors about it, Andrew being haunted by The Lonely, Spook being harassed by a tag-team of Web + Eye, Ace being juggled by The Spiral and also dealing with the repercussions of being around a budding avatar of The Desolation and an established one of The Vast, Eren being said Avatar of The Vast she honestly means well despite her inclinations but Yaknow. The Nature., Daisy as avatar of The Corruption and Kian as avatar of The Hunt being evil and having a fun time of it

[shamelessly-obsessed]

Sillies

[z0mbicide]

ANDREW N. SAWYER

b. July 8, 1996 - d. October 31, 2020

aka: Andy, A, Andyrew, Andr-ew, Dandy Andy, Shortie, Fussy Fangs, Keebler Elf

The moody vampire trying to be better.

[sawyerspookie]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!!!!!

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

[jasonfender]

I will actually kill for The New Normal S2 with Sawyer as a teenager

[mydevotiontostyle]

I know I am many years late to the party and this Fandom is nonexistent but I just finished The New Normal and I am obsessed it's so good it's so funny it's so sweet. It's a shame that it only got one season. I need to know who else has watched this because I need to post more about it

[maggotsinricepudding]

Smoking cigs but not in a sexy way, but in a stressed out Winona Ryder kinda way.

[yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere]

Happy Bisexual Visibility Month with this edit of my favorite/most important TV/MOVIES BISEXUAL PEOPLE♥

it's my 2nd edit, my 1st one here: https://yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere.tumblr.com/post/701335471288205312/bi-bisexual-bisexuals-in-tv-with-the-song-that

/they mean EVERYTHING to me/

in the edit:

#ACD #AlexClaremontDiaz #NickNelson #JesperFahey #AvaSilva #MagnusBane #NoraHolleran #AnnaTaggaro #NinaZenik #AJCampos #HopeMikaelson #KittySongCovey #YasminaFadoula #VadaCavell #TimmyAndrews #GarLogan #LiShang #PeytonSawyer & #RachelGatina & #BrookeDavis (all 3 are bi to me) #JeremiahFisher #AkiMenzies #Brooklynn #KenjiKon #MichaelGuerin #AdrianIvashkov #RoseHathaway (last 3 have too much bi energy to ignore it)

+we NEED more bisexuality in media: https://yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere.tumblr.com/post/746941244472786944/so-alright-here-are-the-moviesmedia-that-make

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bi ig highlight : https://www.instagram.com/stories/highlights/18280848235083086/

also i recommend this podcast ‘A Little Queer Podcast’ by two incredible bisexual people Capri Campeau and Ashley Whitfield. episode linked here, ‘Debunking Bisexual Myths and Stereotypes’ :https://open.spotify.com/episode/3wcP8HBIY0IyVxROjpZPNg?si=TIHDv-eFQi-mdsCS6zKzNA (all covered here for real!) +also check ‘A Bit Fruity Podcast’ by Matt Bernstein (very educating one!!)

BOOKS TO LEARN MORE ABOUT BISEXUAL HISTORY & ACTIVISM:https://www.tumblr.com/ruimtetijd/686000390089621504/list-of-books-about-bi-history-and-activism-from &https://www.goodreads.com/review/list/139102124?shelf=bi-bisexual-characters-done-well

The Bisexual Flag, its meaning and history!:https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/762664140472008704?source=share + Lani Kaʻahumanu talking about how bisexuals have ALWAYS been around!:https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/762663819491328000?source=share

.https://anythingthatmovesarchive.carrd.co/ &https://anythingthatmovesarchive.carrd.co/#scans &https://anythingthatmovesarchive.carrd.co/#about

THIS song (bi bi bi THIS IS OUR SONG!!) by Sub-Radio (the lead vocalist Adam Bradley is bisexual♥) :https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/765512527066087424?source=share &https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/765512891127480320?source=share + THIS BAND SINGING THE BLACK PARADE but make it ever more queer pride parade♥ :https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/765565710891155456?source=share &https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/765565917201612800?source=share (you’re scaring Ron you’re scaring Rooonn) + an awakening with HSM(?) :https://www.tumblr.com/yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere/765565797378719744/mndvx-subradioband-happy-pride-yal-anyone?source=share

(+IMPORTANT) (Nov,2023)-A Bit Fruity Podcast (created by Matt Bernstein (gay American Jewish man) Ep with Moe Dabbagh, a gay Palestinian American with family currently in Gaza. ‘Queers for Palestine & The Power of Pinkwashing’. Palestine has been occupied for more than 76 years now, since 1948 year. This ep gives you a LOT of information, especially if you are one of the people who can’t see right through the propaganda; or the ones who go ‘well if you’re gay then go to Gaza and see how that goes for you’. Queer Liberation is a liberation of Palestinian people. We can’t have one without the other. Free Palestine. Free all the people that are not yet free. This is where we start!! Ep on youtube :https://youtu.be/Xsgdk-DDSXc on spotify :https://open.spotify.com/episode/62WOjKJYih6lhuisP8tmZH?si=soRArGs1QeWqEzEaiSVlUg on iheartcom:https://www.iheart.com/podcast/269-a-bit-fruity-with-matt-ber-117844074/episode/queer-palestinians-the-power-of-129612460/(keep learning & keep showing up!)

!!.http://alqaws.org/siteEn/index & https://queersinpalestine.noblogs.org/ + https://www.instagram.com/queersinpalestine/

[anths-girl]

Finally finished Lost, tonight - YES, watching it for the first time...

I've NEVER watched a show that's title was so thoroughly appropriate.

Because bitch, I am SO VERY LOST... 😵‍💫

P.S. I fucking LOVED Sayid, though. That man is absolutely BEAUTIFUL...

[monoxology]

A bit of Arcane style study featuring Andrew

I like it a lot actually but but I don't think it can accommodate for characters with more complex designs that have a variety of colours all in one place but I guess I could try it out on someone like Creature or Sawyer and see how it goes?

It'd also be very hard for me to replicate constantly lol

This is Sawyer btw i forgot to post him

[straycalamities]

i might put more on here eventually? but for now i think these four are good enough anyways i'm doing artfight this year (team werewoof)

[jameswilsonsupremacy]

Please this is such a reach but does anyone have The New Normal (2012) on Google drive anymore😭

I literally cherished that Google drive like it was forgotten poetry but then I never made a copy and it’s gone please I’m begging guys 😭😭😭

ik this is pathetic but its making my brain go brrr I literally cannot find this show ANYWHERE and I don’t want viruses pls

[z0mbicide]

"I'd have an easier time solving a Rubik's Cube using nothing but my bare nipples."

-Andrew Sawyer