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[lost-inanotherlife]

Lost Rewatch S3 - Random Thoughts

As I've stated before, in stops and starts season 3 was quite cringe-y. Of course, we're still navigating high-quality storytelling waters but you know there's something a little wrong when writers admit to being in shortage of creative ideas by episode NINE (the much-talked about "Stanger in a Strange Land"). As a result this post might sound a bit S3-negative although, as I've just said, I'd never question the writers' command of the narrative. It's just that some stuff didn't really work out for me this time, that's all. I'll sprinkle-sprinkle some positivity too 'cause this season gave us all some mind-blowingly intense and beautiful moments, too. We can never forget those.

Starting off strong with our lovingly island-made love triangle: Jack/Kate/Sawyer that's not so slowly becoming a love square. Not a fan of how Kate and Sawyer got together, I'll be honest. Yes, the trauma of being kidnapped, forced to haul rocks and live in cages makes a human do crazier things, still... They put on a pretty dress on Kate and all of a sudden everybody goes "woa" (very 90's "chick flicks", didn't they have EYES before?), Sawyer is smashing rocks under the sun, sweating his own weight off but can't seem to resist the urge to look at her ass and kiss her, Kate herself is working her ass off (sorry for the pun, couldn't resist haha) and, well, the shots very much highligthed that by focusing on her ass... Guys, it was cringe to watch. And yes, the kiss was a distraction and blah, blah, blah. Again: cringe. All of a sudden Kate's madly in love with Sawyer which, you know, I'd have dug if they'd continued to show how their flirty relationship evolved instead of going from their sarcastic banters to extreme "I love yous" desperately screamed at gun point. Same goes for Jack by the way: for most of S2 Jack and Kate are on looser terms compared to the closeness of S1. after their kiss Kate's way closer to Sawyer because she chose him. Jack and Kate are not together and don't speak very much for, possibly, the whole duration of s3 and all of a sudden Jack's all "I love you". I don't see the crescendo of this love, therefore I don't fully buy it. Not gonna lie, the scenes were beautiful and very well-acted but these guys have spent weeks without talking to each other lol. They did the same exact thing in S2 as I've said before and I didn't particularly enjoy it in S2 so it's not like I wasn't gonna see it repeating itself in S3.

The majority of the flashbacks shown in this season are... how can I put it? Not au pair with the usual Lost-esque quality. Particularly not excellent, let's say, were the already mentioned "Stranger in a Strange Land", "Enter 77" and "I Do". Also, please but Desmond's and Kate's wigs in their flahsbacks are plain awful. Please stop.

Conversely, "Left Behind" was a fucking good flashback story. Kate-centric episodes are either meh or extremely good for me. I think she's one of those characters that when you find the right vein to write her, you write an incredbily layered, unbelievably complex character. When you don't, her character feels quite flat and it's a pity.

I might be in love with Juliet?! When I watched S3 for the first time in 2007 I deeply disliked her. Maybe I was too young to appreciate her character, she's not a clear-cut archetype like the other main characters are: more lived life helped me understand her better and now I'm deeply in love with her. I love how you can never predict what her little cute smirk means, she's a bit of a mystery but, unlike Kate, she's as such not because she has something to hide from her past (at least until now lol): she's enigmatic because that's who she is, she's very "torn-in-two" character. Love it.

I'm not liking all these dead women on my screen. Locke couldn't kill his father, couldn't kill Jack but he could sure as hell plant a knife in Naomi's back. The two persons guarding the submarine hatch had to be women and they had to die, didn't they? Of course, the mothers are dying on the island, of course the mob in "The Cost of Living" had to shoot just a woman, of course Bea Klugh had to be killed by Mikhail, of course "Tricia Tanaka is Dead". I was quite growing fond of Tom and was saddened by his death but I ultimately think that if they kept sparing white guys while killing off women and black people in general in the blink of an eye they'd have a real problem. Well, as a matter of fact they still do. They should've done better.

John's "shamanic journey" in "Further Instructions" is very offensive. Shamanic practices are serious things that must be done seriously. But hey, here's our "connected-with-the-island-lazarus-rising" white old man, let's have him enter a sweat lodge, prepare a slop of something so that he can have a vision and resolve this knot in the plot. No, thank you.

I don't agree with people bashing on "Exposé": I think it's a good episode. In fact, I appreciated the Other Losties' POV (Arzt you won't be forgotten!). The real problem is that it's just that: other, plot-unrelated people's pov, nothing really new was added and the characters were eventually killed off so what's the point lol? What I want to say is that it's a good filler episode and I enjoyed it but at this point in the series, filler ep for filler ep, I'd have preferred one that was "-centric" to one or more of the main characters. But hey, I get what I can and, all in all, good ep.

Now, I know that one of the main themes of this season is the impossibility of going back: it was very artfully written to lead us to the season finale's big reveal. Fine, good, intellectually I love it. Instinctually when in a story I see characters going from point A to B and then going back to point A in the span of the same episode or the following I... well, I don't take it well lol. It's a pet peeve of mine, really, but COME ON. It's a way to milk a narrative thread for all its worth. It's a way to buy narrative time without resorting to fillers. But sometimes you just need to let it go and come up with a better idea presto. I'm talking about Kate going back to find Jack as soon as she arrives at the beach. How in hell did Kate know that Jack was on the main island and not still on Hydra? And how did John connect the dots between the writing on Eko's stick and Jack's whereabouts? And why did the Others just leave their barracks, in which they had lived for years, instead of just killing Kate, Sayid and John? Come on. These guys have killed for way less.

The best fucking line of the whole season is Charlie's: "It's the five best moments of my… sorry excuse for a life. My greatest hits. You know, memories. They're all I've got." Chills, literal chills.

"Flash Before Your Eyes" is a totally cringe episode. Everything feels exactly what it is: a set, a prop, a wig on the actor's head, lol. Twenty years ago I was still a naive girl fangirling over Desmond and Penny's relationship but now I know better. Des was a lot of a dick toward Penny, let's be real. He was obsessed with this "honor", with feeling "worthy" and totally took it out on her. She was right, he was indeed a coward. I wish they had given a different backstory to Des. Maybe it's because it's so similar to (re it's the same as) Jin and Sun's story but it didn't land for me this time. I don't see the same "epicness" in their love story that I'd first seen back in the 00'.

Eko's "Redemption-Not-Redemption" arc is the best thing of this season. I have no words to describe it so I'll just leave his final speech here. INCREDIBLE.

I ask for no forgiveness, Father. For I have not sinned. I have only done what I needed to do to survive. A small boy once asked me if I was a bad man. If I could answer him now, I would tell him that... when I was a young boy, I killed a man to save my brother's life. I am not sorry for this. I am proud of this. I did not ask for the life that I was given. But it was given, nonetheless. And with it... I did my best.

[serene-sky-kid]

Just realised my reply to your ask a while ago where you called The Dragon "Mister The Dragon" made it seem like Mister was the wrong title for him! It isn't, it accepts Mister and Mx interchangeably! The kids were just arguing trying to get their dad's attention lmao

Ik this is like ages after you sent that ask but i just realised today and i wanted to let you know its chill to call him mister!

Oh, that's good to know! But in case you think you made me feel bad or something, don't worry! I really learned that day that "Mx" existed and that's good for me, it's like a new word for my dictionary :D

I honestly tend to get characters' genders wrong a lot, the sky fandom is the first fandom that's so strongly non-binary that I'm in and it's incredible to me I would say it was a shock, because in the Spanish version of sky all the characters do have gender, that's why in the Eko comic, she refers to the nesting guide as "she" because in Spanish, their name is "Guia Acogedora" if they were male or even non-binary it would be "Acogedor" After I made that comic I found out that all the spirits and skykids canonically don't have gender and that explains why most ocs don't either Until then, maybe how many times I got other people's characters' gender wrong, it scares me to think that I made someone feel bad during that time

But the point is, don't worry, I didn't take it the wrong way or feel bad, it's part of my learning ^^

[canyouhearthelight]

The Miys, Ch. 233

It is with heavy heart that I announce: This it. The actual journey of the Ark ends here.  There will be 1 more chapter after this to wrap up what everyone will be screaming and cursing at me for after you read this.

And then we will be done.

This is where you want to scroll down to the Read More if you don’t want to read the sappy stuff.

I started this story in, wildly, 2016. I had no intention of it being this long - it was initially meant to be a one shot response to a writing prompt. I was doing that a lot at first, but this stuck with me. And as a result, I have made incredible friends that I never could have imagined, developed a ton as a writer, and found something to hang on to when my life got crazy. Through too many deaths, losing family and gaining family, and through learning what I really believe when the chips are down.

I have accidentally predicted a pandemic, my future job, a national schism, and the billionaire space race.

And I have not, even once, accidentally saved the world.

To you. To me. To us. If you found even a little solace, or space, or saw a part of yourself in this story: To you, most specifically. Always and forever, to you.

“Hannah has everyone on Level Eighteen, Alistair is bringing up the rear,” Xiomara announced. “Everyone is carrying as much as they can. The comic books didn’t make it.”

I swore softly and shook my head the best I could. “We can manage without those,” I admitted begrudgingly.

“Sophia, you just signed up to teach Comics as Literature,” Eino announced.

“I - “

“Try to stop her,” Tyche cut me off. “Ignore the protests, she’ll do it.”

“Seven Eko-mari troopers left,” Charly sounded off. “But I wouldn’t suggest getting a craving for wings.”

“How much longer do we have before we have to give up and evacuate Level Seventeen?” Arthur demanded.

“Ten minutes.”

Charly’s laugh at Huynh’s response shot ice down my spine. “More than enough. Give us three to finish up, plus four to get everyone to Sixteen.”

The Ark rocked and Maverick growled. “You have five, total. Push the fight to relative port. Hannah, have everyone seal up and cross on the starboard side.”

“Maverick,” Hannah responded, clearly at the end of her impressive patience. “The ship is a spiral.  Skipping levels isn’t an option.”

Conor took over. “BioLab 6 is along the relative starboard side of Seventeen. You can cross through there.”

“That’s breached,” Arthur shouted.

“The whole damned level is leaking like a sieve and barely hanging on. It’s cross there, or risk losing almost half our people.” Conor’s tone was apparently familiar to Arthur, because he just nodded and started rattling off updates and directions again.

“Four minutes,” Maverick counted off. “Charly, Hannah, as soon as you are clear of the freighters, tell us. The same second, you got it? This is going to be… fun.”

“Mister Okima,” Alistair huffed through the comms. “I am not preferable to your idea of ‘fun’.”

“And I don’t like your idea of living,” Maverick snapped. “Get off the comms, dude. Yell at me later. I’ll even sedate Sophie so you can.”

“Hey!”

“I love you, but people with a triple digit count of near death experiences don’t get a vote right now…” His tone was sing-song, despite how tensely he was clenching both his jaw and the controls. Several people on Level One had to stifle laughs, situation be damned. “Ix’al, Brol. Status updates.”

“We’ve lost ten cargo vessels, prayers to their souls,” Brol answered. “We can recoup the credits, but lives lost are lost forever.”

A very quiet amen crossed the deck, and I was sure I wasn’t the only one hoping that it translated as something conciliatory and appropriate.

“Where are we on the data bomb?” Arthur forged ahead.

“Xale informs that most of their fleet has been infected, but the dreadnought has too many firewalls.”

“Pranav, you still have that dead man switch ready to go?”

“If my heart stops, Alice has thirty seconds to give the override command,” came the grim confirmation. “I have sent the command to her phonetically.”

“Dark but precise,” Evan added. “I like it. Two minutes thirty and counting. Charly!”

“They’re as clear as they’re going to get, and it won’t get better if you don’t leave me alone!”

“Michael!”

“I second that!” he shouted against the background of the wailing damned. “How the fuck are they screaming in vacuum?”

By this point, Grey had to be numb. It was the only explanation for their calm tone. “Bioacoustics reverberating through the hull once they are in contact, then coming up through your feet.”

“Zip fighters converging!” Arthur interrupted. “Targeting the drive!”

“Hannah!”

“Ten more…. Move your asses and the one behind you!” she shouted.

My eyes nearly popped out of my head as I turned to Alice. I had never heard Hannah raise her voice.

Apparently, Alice hadn’t heard her angry, because she was just as pale.

“Seven!” she continued. “Alistair, get our ass over here or I will come get you!  Five! We have one tenth gee, through the fucking box!”

“Ha - “

“Get your ass through this door right now, or so help me I will let you die!”

My mouth snapped shut, and I slammed the mute to her so that no one could speak to her. There was a tone, there at the end, that I did know, and it wasn’t anger.

Again, I was second to that conclusion, because Alice was halfway across the deck and screaming to get out. “Hannah, no….”

“Hannah is through!” Charly confirmed.

Alice whirled, face flushed and tears streaking down her face. “Hannah is not through until that level is sealed. She will go back to get people.”

That was all Charly needed. She snapped a nod. “Michael! Abandon combat, evacuate your team to starboard. Take Hannah Bodenheimer with you, by force if necessary.”

“Two minutes!” Evan counted off.

“We can do it,” Michael confirmed. “GK can run this under one point five, we can do it in point one.”

“I’m covering from behind,” Jokul’s voice cut in. When someone started to object, he forged ahead. “I suffer the least from gravity sickness, and I am the largest. I can push everyone if need be.”

“You’ll get shot - “

“They don’t have kinetics and he’s wearing fur if they use electrics,” Charly snapped. “He’s a big boy, he can take a punch. Go!”

“Where is engineering?” I asked, panicked.

“Fourteen,” came several voices. The majority conceded to Huynh. “It won’t hold everyone, but your man is protected.”

That worked. “When everyone is clear of Level Seventeen, don’t even bother finding a shelter, just strap yourself to the nearest solid object with whatever you have handy,” I demanded.

“Thirty seconds!”

As much as I adored Evania Josue, right now I was cursing her with everything from crotch fleas to moist dermatitis.

“Twenty seconds!”

“CLEAR!” Hannah’s voice shouted. “I have Alistair, but lost a religious text. Mona has a spare, he’ll live.”

“Ten seconds! Brace for - something. Just brace!”

One deep inhale later, I was being pushed against my ersatz-seatback with the force of an invisible hand, and it wasn’t gentle. Those not secured were swept up by the walls, and then across the floor.

“Braking maneuver completed! Conor, status!” Mav panted, shaking out his hands and flexing his fingers.

“Drives are getting hot from the backwash, hull integrity at Level Seventeen is below forty percent,” he rattled off before his tone became stern. “If you do that again, we won’t have any drives.”

“There may be no choice,” Xiomara muttered. “Pranav, where are we at?”

“We are as close to ready as we will ever be.”

“Ix’al, Brol. Do we know if what that databomb does will take out their dreadnought?”

Ix’al responded this time. “There is only thirty percent chance that it will stop their vessel, and less than one percent that it will force it to jump.”

“That is beneficial to the Ark,” Odvub added, confusing the hell out of me and apparently several other people, judging by the noises I heard.

“Clarify?” Xiomara asked, as a member of the Confused Contingent.

“If the Eko-mari dreadnought were to be forced into a jump at this distance, it would force the core of the Ark to breach, killing everyone on the vessel.” The clarification was the opposite of comforting, and - joy of joys - it continued. “Additionally, there are still two infected Eko-mari vessels embedded in the hull of the Ark. They are small, but will still cause an estimated additional five percent loss in hull integrity.  Due to evacuation status of that level, no loss of life is anticipated.”

Arthur rubbed his face forcefully with both hands. “Maverick, Alice, is this the best we can expect?”

“Unless you are getting out to push, pretty much,” Alice confirmed after a brief glance at Mav.

It was only because I had swiveled my head over to the person speaking that I caught the frantic smacks Tyche administered to both our pilots, followed by the looks Maverick and Evan shared.

Oblivious, Xiomara started to speak. “Pranav - “

“BELAY!” Maverick shouted, more forceful than I had ever heard him. “S’crirs fleet, evacuate the field of combat, by any means necessary.  Do not - I repeat - do not allow any Eko-mari ship close enough to sweep you in their well when this goes off! Do not respond, three minute delay.”

“Maverick - “

“Xiomara, respectfully, those are your allies, and you have given battlefield command over to me.” He glanced at Alice, who nodded, before he continued. “That virus is in their ships, and it will go off no matter what once triggered. There is no reason for them to walk through a minefield for us when they can get out of the blast range without changing the outcome.”

“The dreadnought.”

“Is my responsibility,” he doubled-down. “As is this ship, her integrity, and every life out there. With all due respect, I refuse your command as unlawful under Pan American Uniform Code of Conduct.”

She blinked, shook her head, and blinked again.  Finally, she slowly raised her hands in surrender. “I am relieved of duty,” she rasped hoarsely before lowering herself to a seat and hooking her ankles beneath it.

“What the fuck just happened?” Parvati hissed to me, shaking my arm.

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly for a moment, trying to recall. “Pan American Uniform Code of Conduct… Oh. Oh.” When I remembered what it was, I swallowed heavily. “Maverick just relieved her of duty due to… I think commanding a course of action that is illegal under Global Parliament rules of engagement?”

“A war crime!?” she hissed again.

“To keep her from committing one,” I clarified. “He refused an unlawful order, and then relieved her of duty to remove… her from chain of command? Technically on medical grounds, I think? Basically, he formally declared she isn’t in the right frame of mind to be giving commands during combat, and she agreed.”

“And if she hadn’t…?”

“Not a lawyer, but I can guess it wouldn’t be great.”

“Not insurrection, I’ll take it.”

“S’crirs!” Maverick called out, oblivious to our hurried debate. “One minute! Please confirm!”

“We still have ships in range.” Brol was as close to despondent as the translation software could get.

Arthur started switching feet impatiently. “How close can you get to dreadnought without getting shot?”

“With absolute certainty? Further is preferable.”

“With fifty percent certainty,” he insisted. “With your craziest pilots and a lot of hope, how close?”

Brol burbled for a moment. “If we maintain shields, we would still be out of the dreadnought’s gravity well.”

“Drop the shields. Let’s be really crazy.”

“We would be vulnerable to enemy fire.”

Arthur sighed. “Ask Xale, please? Because without that, you’ll be vulnerable to the fact that the enemy sucks, in the worst possible literal sense.”

Ix’al’s voice was next. “Xale insists that if we evacuate the cargo vessels and place them on programming without shields, they may survive, and we would avoid the most casualties.”

“Do it!” I screamed, realising what Maverick was suggesting. “Fewest lives at risk, lossable targets, and it will give a distraction while everyone else gets the hell out of dodge.”

“Thirty seconds,” Maverick counted off. “And I can’t delay that. The Ark will come apart if I don’t do something soon, and right now I can’t change her trajectory.”

Tyche’s head twitched like she was following a particularly close fly. “Maverick. Maintain course for one additional minute.”

“The Ark - “

“Ninety seconds. That’s what we need. Sending plan now.”

It took all of five seconds - the heaviest, longest five seconds I could recall - for him to scan her idea. “S’crirs fleet. You have ninety seconds from mark.  And…. mark!”

Odvub’s voice shimmered across us. “Pirate vessels drawing in proximity to Eko-mari dreadnought, closer than safety protocols. Eko-mari fleet is diverting to those vessels. Communications suspect mass retaliatory detonation of cores - “

“We really should have thought of that,” Arthur muttered.

“Programming now,” Brol apparently agreed. “Our populated vessels are beyond all Eko-mari gravity wells.”

“Pranav!” Maverick turned his attention. “Activate data bomb in five.”

“Four.”

“Three.”

“Two.”

“Brace!”

The Ark rocked and klaxons blared violently, yanking the ship side to side like a car fishtailing on a flat road. “Embedded vessels micro-jumped before detonation,” Huynh confirmed. “Hull integrity at thirty-three percent.”

“Drive cores detonated,” Brol added. “Increased damage to Eko-mari dreadnought due to proximity.”

“No Eko-mari ships detected beyond dreadnought,” Arthur huffed, fighting to keep his balance. “No loss of S’crirs fleet detected beyond intended. Fleet confirm.”

“Confirmed.”

“I am thrilled to know everyone is okay.” Conor’s voice was entirely genuine. “But at this speed, when we hit the gravity well of the star, the Ark is going to come apart and we’ll be face planting into a nuclear bomb.”

“If that dreadnought doesn’t take us out first,” Arthur agreed. “We’re basically in a race for who kills us faster, Maverick: them or us, and they have the lead.”

“Thought you grew up in Pan Am, Farro.” Maverick ground out. When I focused on them, it was clear that both he and Evan were holding the ship on course with force of will, a firm grip, and determination.

“Former California region…” Arthur said hesitantly. “What does that have to do with anything?”

“All hands, brace for maneuver.”

I scrabbled for purchase with not only my hands, but in a vain attempt to brace my feet against structures just too far to apply any force to. It was nothing compared to the efforts of some, who were nowhere near a solid surface despite nearly forty hours of Maverick’s piloting.

“Okima, what does that have to do with anything?” Arthur asked again.

“Batter up,” Mav grunted.

Evan shouted, “Acceleration maneuver, mark!”

As I watched, it looked like the force of the maneuver was pulling Tyche’s body into a sitting position.  I honestly thought nothing of it, at first, because I was so focused on the pilots and listening for any sounds of damage - like the Ark falling apart.

It was when her arm drifted into Evan’s field of vision, only to be swatted away to drift, that I started freaking out. “Tyche!” I shouted. “TYCHE!”

Almost reluctantly, one of her arms pulled in, and her hand clenched to put one finger across her lips. “Shh,” she admonished quietly. “It’s all or nothing now. Just watch.”

“Watch wh-”

Klaxons. Again. “Hull integrity below ten percent. Full breach beginning at Level Seventeen.”

“EVAN!” Maverick shouted suddenly. “CRANK IT!”

All at once, the Ark wrenched to the side and lurched forward. What I could only describe as a full body - full ship? - shudder sent tremors through everyone and everything.

“We’ve lost the drives!” Conor shouted. “Repeat - we’ve lost the drives! They are on a direct collision course for - Mav you son of a bitch!”

“It. Was. Tyche’s. Idea,” Maverick ground out as he forced the Ark on course with Evan’s assistance. “It. Was going. To tear. Loose. Anyway.”

“Pilot Okima,” Noah buzzed in a hideous tone that sounded like flat out panic. “The Ark is not on trajectory for a gravity brake.”

“We’re aware!” Evan forced out. “We should be on course to hit the steam on the hot side!”

“Drives to strike Eko-mari dreadnought in ninety seconds,” Odvub advised.

Evan nodded. “And that should make us fast enough to keep from being yanked into the atmosphere!”

“There is no data to support your conclusions,” Noah insisted angrily.

“Sure there is,” Maverick gasped. “We do this all the time.”

“There is no record of any human using planetary gravity to safely land a vessel,” came the retort.

Arthur started laughing insanely, only to be joined by Charly and Huynh, sparking concerns for everyone’s mental health.

Even our co-pilot was grinning maniacally. “Stop looking for safe landings, and start looking for controlled crashes.”

“Drive collision with Eko-mari dreadnought in three… two… one.”

The closest I could come to describing what happened next was a lurch. Except, we never stopped lurching - it was like riding a slingshot, waiting to see how long the shot lasted. Everyone who wasn’t secured was plastered against the same wall of Level One, grimacing against the pressure.

“Eko-mari dreadnought destroyed.”

I would have cheered if I could draw a breath to do it. They were gone.

“Hitting Kepler Four Four Two gravity well in four.”

Wait, what?

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One.”

A jolt, and the pressure gave up slightly. “Trajectory on course for Von,” Evan gasped. “It won’t be pretty, but we’re on course. No bodies in system to divert course.”

“Please tell me we are on course for the cold side?” I begged miserably.

“Not enough atmo,” Evan argued. “We need the cushion on the hot side. Tropical steam is thick.”

“And no mosquitos,” Tyche added dreamily. “It will be nice, right?”

I cut her a glare, knowing she wouldn’t see it. “Gotta live to enjoy it. That whole thing.”

“On track for Von atmosphere in ten minutes,” Odvub advised.

Charly rallied herself to come over and physically shake me into action - at least until Antoine swatted at her and said something about puncturing a lung.  To be fair, he was irritated enough that he could have meant hers.

“All hands,” I gasped over comms. “Ten minutes under current acceleration to brace for impact with atmosphere.” Taking another breath, I groaned a bit. “We trained for years under more pressure than this,” I assured the ship as much as myself. “We can at least get to safe locations to brace. The safe rooms are open on Levels Three through Ten. Full of smooshy shit. All the water and hard things have been taken out.”

As much as I wanted to get up and help, Antoine only double checked my bandages and pulled a few knots tighter to make sure I didn’t, in fact, get up. One conciliation was stuffing something soft between my spine and bench I was braced against. “Pillow from bunk room,” he added shortly. “We can’t heal spine fractures if this goes right.”

I didn’t even bother trying to ask what would happen if this went wrong.

“Life pods have made impact,” Odvub provided. “Locations centered on the pole designated From, beacons are being tracked by the S’crirs fleet.”

“Noted,” Arthur muttered as he moved to sit against the wall being indicated by slowly flashing lights.

The entrance to Level One irised open, startling everyone. When several people moved toward the door in defensive postures, three hands reached through - two with short stubby fingers, one spidery with too many joints. “I am coming to assist in securing everyone against impact,” Noah buzzed, this time coming from the door rather than the ceiling.

“Five minutes,” Maverick updated us around the time that most people were in secure grips and thick, mushroom feet were vanishing into the deck.

Eino, of all people, struggled the most, insisting that everyone else be secured before he was. Finally, he briskly walked over to Arthur and shoved him to deck, using only the element of surprise. “You are no use dead,” Eino admonished. “Secure your own mask before assisting others.”

“Three minutes.”

Arthur opened his mouth to argue, but Eino shook his head in a - motherly? - disapproval. “No. We are controlling the crash. There are no tactics. There is only surviving.”

More bewildered than I had every seen him, Arthur slowly stood and made his way to where everyone else was being secured against impact. Eino followed closely, waited until he seemed satisfied that his mentee was safe, then surrendered to Noah’s insistence.

“Two.”

“Mav,” I shouted. “You’ve gotta be secured.”

“Noah can secure me here,” he argued. “We still have minor attitude thrust, and I’ll need them to the last minute.”

“Evan, talk some sense into him!”

She shook her head determinedly. “Same here. We go down, I go down.”

“One.”

“Noah!” I screamed. “Do something! Sedate them!”

“I regret that we have very little control of the Ark at this time,” Noah admitted as two of their bodies went to the pilots, both basically sitting on Tyche to secure her to the deck before wrapping all limbs around the pilots as carefully as possible without restricting their arms. “If they state they can improve our chances of survival, I have no choice but to acquiesce.”

“MAVERICK!” I begged. “Please, please…. I know we need you now, but I need you after this. Conor needs you after this. We need you to live…”

“Brace for impact in thirty seconds.”

“NO!” I kept screaming, shouting for Maverick and Tyche until my voice until the last second.

“Impact in ten.”

“Tyche!”

“Nine.”

“GODS DAMMIT, LET ME GO!”

“Eight.”

“NO! NOOO! GODS DAMMIT, I’LL KILL YOU!”

“Seven.”

“Please,” I sobbed. “Please… one of you, both of you…”

“Six.”

“Mav, please.” I could barely breathe, and the last thing I was thinking about was impact.

“Five.”

“TYCHE!” I tried shouting. “This isn’t funny.”

“Four.”

“Sophia, stop!” Arthur shouted. “You’ll kill them if they get up.”

“Three.”

“FUCK YOU!” I spat at my best friend, the taste of metal sharp in my mouth.

“Two.”

I tried to draw a breath, but choked on the blood in my throat.

“One.”

Everything in me shook with pain, and then it was all black.

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[cantovi]

1. Ohh, we got a hand chopper master here, so what I’m hearing is that you can beat Baku on this one?

I see you’re trying to pull me in the card game crowd, but honestly, if I ever come across it I might try it since people say it’s a little easier than other types. Kaji would be like “I’m not one for murder, but I do think we got to kill this guy, mister russian pirate.” by how bad I’d be malding over it.

Oh, it happens in HxH? With more than one antagonist or just one?

2. Fair enough, a re-read of jojo is a lot work no matter how much I love it, it was ages ago for me. Ah, I gotcha you, I didn’t mention Eko on my read because she adds a whole other level to the discussion (it being exemplified by what you just said about her influence on Baku), I keep calling her Echo because of how her ideals (ha!) echo through the story right to the end. I 100% agree with you Baku still needed a lot of fortune to play in his favour for things to work as they did, even if he did account for many possible scenarios and variables, I believe that’s very much in line with the theme around life in Usogui and jojo too, it’s never one thing only presiding and influencing over what happens. And the thing with gravity is that you still have to, I don’t know how to say it, “make an effort to go towards it” in a way, like how Dio had to travel to meet people and how Baku had to create bonds and ask them to help during protoporos.

3. Hehehe, I know, but I’d hate to come off as a Kaji hater this later on.

Yeah, no I agree with you, what I mean, it’s misogynistic that Kishimoto women were either boy crazy or useless like you said that the romance would only feel actually believable between the male characters there (the whole meme where it goes “I’m no gay because I like men, I’m gay because I hate women” but in manga form for me lol). Still marriages of convenience are such a sad thing to me as a mere idea.

Their dynamic as real allies this time around can be so good, I can taste it. If Kakerou was already a powerhouse with just one of them, I cannot imagine how wild things could get in a gamble involving those two given how much they understand each other. Not forgetting that it appears that Souichi is going to be the one gambling for Baku’s heart (look at this gayass sentence, man, I can now imagine a shoujo style fanart of Baku in the center clutching his heart while Souichi and Gonen guy have a staredown).

What also contributed to my Kyara and Baku thoughts was finding this one jpn artist on twitter, but their type of dynamic is bread and butter.

I can see the Kaji and Baku vision (I can bet I know what post you’re talking about too, hehe), a lot of one-sided pinning to be had there.

The thing with Nobuko is so funny to me, I read it as she had a crush on him and Souichi liked her as an ally\friend, because of two very autistic moments he had with her (asking for food while she was showering while not even being fazed at her being naked and the when he corrects her grammar when she was high and flirted with him).

I still have the chapter and page saved if I ever feel like making the edit, I love the “I hauve Covid” thing, truly speaks for the human experience there.

I'm at chapter 136 of Usogui (a.k.a. barely 1/5th through, guess who's losing this time gamble? It's me!) and I can finally say I'm have started to truly enjoy it, let's go!

I'm really enjoying Baku as a character, the guy is what I want from a gambling manga protagonists, smug smart guy who's a wimp at fights. I'm not feeling Kaiji, but we'll see...

[rumpykamon]

New Ben Linus fic!

In answer to @imelopsittacus post in which Ben looses his memories, I give you... The fic that corespond! Here are the links:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10721193

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12462119/1/My-name-is-Ben-Linus-I-m-from-Iowa

Why are you still here? Go read it!

[nightcoremoon]

oh my god lost is just jacob’s ladder x the sixth sense x silent hill shattered memories

they were all dead the moment the plane crashed

the others were purgatory. everyone who either died or got off the island were released from their attachments to the living world.

james hadn’t yet killed mister sawyer. kate was going to prison for a war she didn’t commit. jack was drunk on the way to bury the father he never got closure with. locke couldn’t accept being forced into a wheelchair. michael had lingering resentment towards his ex wife. sun and jin were hiding their dirty secrets from each other, her adultery and his technically murder, and only by accepting their partner’s mistakes were they able to stay together until the very end so they could move on together. boone and shannon had their incest and only after releasing the fake attachment they had on each other could they move on. libby and ana lucia probably fit the theory. charlie was just chasing the next high and never got the chance to make up with his brother. sayid committed war crimes and needed to find Nadia, who ben said died so sayid continued continued to do bad things for ben, so even then he could only be allowed to move on by sacrificing his life to save his friends. rose and bernard just wanted to grow old together, free of cancer, maybe with a dog, and vincent was there to be a good boy. claire had a baby to give for adoption, a baby she didn’t want and couldn’t support and didn’t have abortion as an option. hurley had what he truly believed to be his bad luck that caused so much harm to other people. mr eko I could write an entire essay about because holy shit his arc is so good upon first glance and so heartbreaking when you learn what the smoke monster actually wanted. nikki and paolo killed a guy and stole his diamonds and they were forced to remain in purgatory forever, paralyzed, and slowly suffocating in dirt for the rest of eternity. I guess.

everyone else died like bitches BECAUSE they weren’t interesting enough to have a reason not to move on. sorry, steve. “his name’s Scott, dude, Steve’s been dead for weeks” oh whatever

[menemennpastirma]

Eko Fresh - 60 Gastarbeiter Bars (prod. by Phat Crispy)

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah

Ey yo, vorausgesetzt, ihr mögt das Leben, brauche ich nicht rumzureden Wir sind doch mehr als nur paar Ausländer in Dönerläden Laufe auf den Kölner Wegen draußen und es stürmt der Regen Überlegen: Man, hier aufzuwachsen, war der größte Segen Wir feiern jetzt das Gastarbeiterabkommen Denn auch Deutsche ziehеn sich heute Baklava rein in Tonnеn Deswegen stört's mich nicht, wenn da auch paar Arschgeigen kommen Und meinen, ich sei eigentlich auf gar keinen willkommen Aller Anfang ist schwer, wir waren ganz weit entfernt Mussten voneinander lernen wie von 'nem anderen Stern Salam Alaykum mein Herr, ich hab dein Land in mein' Herz Sie riefen: "Arbeitskraft", aber es kam Insan hierher Ja genau, es sind schon 60 Jahre, wow Früher in Tagebau, jetzt moderier'n wir Tagesschau Mit Einfluss auf die Sprache, Sound, Mucke, was wir tragen, auch Damals waren die Straßen grau, dann malten wir sie mit Farben aus Dieses Jubiläum steht für Nachbarschaft am Gartenzaun Es steht für Partnerschaft von Mann und Frau Von Ankara bis Castrop-Rau' Salam, wie sieht die Lage aus? Wir sind ein Teil von Almanya, und ich mag dich auch Geben zur Begrüßung immer Küsschen links, Küsschen rechts Die letzten Jahre waren viele wohl ein bisschen rechts Doch damit ist nun echt Schluss, denn wir wissen jetzt Dass wir nicht ohne einander können, hab' ich nicht Recht? Denn scheinbar haben sich die Kulturen echt lieb Aber was weiß ich schon, ich bin nur Ek' Freez Ein ganz normaler Sohn von einem Gurbetci Salze nur mein Steak, wie Nusret Vieh Naja, es waren auch nicht so schöne Etappen Sarrazin hielt' mich für 'nen genetisch blöden Kanaken Oder die Özil-Debatte war noch ne größere Sache Doch jetzt starten wir von neu wie der Phönix aus der Asche Ein Deutscher, Hälfte türkisch, Hälfte polnisch, so wie mein Sohn Er ist vierte Generation, das ist wirklich Integration Ihr Gastarbeiter-Kinder seid die Würze dieser Nation Es ist für mich wie 'ne Passion, dass möglichst viele das know'n Also, los geht's, verfolge deine Ziele, Mister Doch pass gut auf, denn Rassismus hat viele Gesichter Es gibt so viele Kids da draußen, werd' nicht siegessicher Sonst stehst du doch nur an der Seite, wie ein Linienrichter Ich riech' nach Zwiebel, Dikka, Ich kauf' bei Lidl, Dikka Ich bin so vieles, Dikka, vielleicht auch ein Ziegenficker Eins kann ich dir versichern: Hör mir öfter diesen Mist an Hass ist vielleicht Stark, aber kommt trotzdem an Liebe nicht ran Du fühlst dich jetzt schon unter Druck gesetzt? Längst, als ob du runterfällst? Menno, ist das ungerecht Denkst, dass man dich unten hält, belächelt oder unterschätzt Dann kommt die Familie Şahin, rettet hier mal kurz die Welt! Lass mich erzählen euch: Du musst schon gut zuhören Ich kann nix sehr viel Deutsch, Sohn gehen Schule Muss aber immer lernen, Mois Heute wird er lesen viel, morgen hat er Verdienst [?] My Grandfather war ein Migrant Ich krieg Gänsehaut, wenn ich an sein Life denk Nordrhein-West-Hype-Rap mit Türkei-Swag 60 Gastarbeiter Bars, wenn ich das Mic rap Irgendwie stehen für Germany-style-diversity Es hat sich nichts geändert, ich rule immer noch auf Türkisch Beats Deutsche Land, du weißt, dass dich der König liebt Wir sehen ihn, hören ihn, fühlen ihn, den German Dream

#music #rap #hiphop #ekofresh #60gastarbeiterbars

(via https://youtu.be/KWd-OCDaTtQ)

[zazu75]

Lasso

Anath belongs to @pkmtrainerbenny​  Eko and Ray belong to @thethird-eye​ 

Anath grabbed the next patient file and read it while he walked. Someone named Eko.... Yudhistira? Mid 20s. Rope injury? Anath’s first thought was mildly judgmental, but he steeled his expression when he entered the room.

“Alright, Mister... Yudhistira?” He greeted, “Did I pronounce that right?”

“Y-yeah, but it’s Eko.” He sounded pained. “You can call me Eko.” 

“Alright, Eko, what’s the problem? File says it’s a rope injury?”

“Yeah, uh....” Eko held up his arm. There was a rope tightly wrapped around the middle of his forearm. His hand and the rest of his forearm was swollen and purple. “Me and my friend were goofing off making lassos and this happened. We couldn’t get it off.”

 Anath walked closer and inspected the knot. This wasn’t a lasso knot, but that wasn’t the problem. “I can’t get this off without cutting you.”

“Yeah, I figured that’s what would happen,” he replied, “so I thought that getting a doctor to do it would be better.”

“Smart. Let’s see your hand.”

-x-x-x-x-

Tip the writer?

[bunnerz-lalonde]

While trying to sleep it occurred to me that Patrick is the only character in Zogi to speak one language, so here's some fun facts:

Patrick speaks English, but understands enough of French and German to read the room. I imagine he's still got a bit of an Irish accent and sort of a gruff voice.

Leon learned French as a child but was primarily raised speaking English after his parents died. I imagine he always sounds tired.

Wysteria was raised speaking English, but learned French from Leon. She probably sounds more like Patrick than she'd like. Even when she's being nice she still sounds condescending, even in her tone.

Vivian was raised speaking English, but picked up a bit of French and German from her friends. I imagine her with an accent like Patrick's, but a but softer since she wasn't raised in Ireland.

Zogi speaks English, French, German, and Japanese, among others. I imagine her with a somewhat deeper voice, probably a bit rough but not quite raspy. Part of her training is learning languages, especially since strength and endurance training are sort of useless for her.

Eko speaks rarely but when she does she speaks Japanese almost exclusively. She understands almost every major language and is at least conversational in them, but she makes a point to speak in her native tongue by default. I imagine her with a very stern voice, always sounding angry or threatening even if she isn't trying to.

Eko's island is formally unnamed and is treated with fear and fascination by the mainlanders, since nobody is ever allowed to go there. People who have haven't come back. There are a few outer islands people can safely go to, but they're still broadly too close for comfort.

Ulrich and Melek were immediately friends largely due to both being immortal creatures with potentially godlike power and a keen awareness of the supernatural. They enjoy telling bad jokes and discussing historical inaccuracies either misattributed to magic or that are magic, but are believed to be mundane.

Zogi was born in Japan somewhere in the 17th century. Her father was a Dutch trader and her mother was a customer of his. The two had no formal relationship, and Zogi has no idea who her father is. She died when the church finally came to "purge" her town, as they had been dealing with a foreign kingdom to obtain undead labor in exchange for bodies. Her corpse was one of many donated to Ulrich in exchange for labor.

Patrick led the charge against the undead in her home, cementing him as "Mister Cleric" in her mind.

Eko drinks literal poison. She is immortal and nearly invulnerable, meaning there is next to nothing in the world capable of killing her and she can push herself beyond normal human limits. Exactly how she gained immorality is unknown, as she refuses to discuss it and her clan has either been dead or hiding for centuries. She's become very jaded by immortality, having been everything from a valiant knight to a sadistic villain. Now, she's content to do whatever she wants whenever she wants.

Eko wants very dearly for Zogi to permanently die, as she as been unable to shake the child for almost four hundred years. Unfortunately, whenever Zogi does die, she inevitably winds up back in her life. Eko has tried to destroy her soulstone, but Ulrich's warding prevents it from suffering physical damage or degradation. She's resigned to her fate at this point.

Each time Zogi comes back from being destroyed, her brains get a little more scrambled. Her soulstone is basically a save state and it tries to reconcile her memories at creation with her memories after destruction. Wires get crossed sometimes. Given enough time, the soulstone will mostly correct this. That's why she's been unable to mature for so long, her soulstone is basically a save state.

[apicturewithasmile]

LOST rewatch (season 3):

[follow the entire rewatch-tag here]

episode 1 – A Tale of Two Cities:

Time for Dooooowntooooown!!!

“So I guess I’m out of the book club.”

Aaaah it’s THAT Jack flashback episode aka the lowest he’s ever been aka

It’s not that Matthew Fox is a bad actor… it’s just that everyone else on the show is better than him. It becomes even more apparent with the presence of Michael “I single-handedly invented acting” Emerson being around there to stay now.

Sawyer solving the bear cage puzzle is so cute I wanna hug him.

episode 2 – The Glass Ballerina:

Awwww yaaaaas Ben’s round glasses jkdgnidfgnoidsfg

It always baffles me how long it takes for the credits to finish. Going on minute 8 of this episode and they still rolling.

It’s Sally Slingshot

Only Ben Linus can use a camping chair as a dramatic prop

“My name is Benjamin Linus and I’ve lived on this island all my life.”

episode 3 – Further Instructions:

John being speechless after seeing naked Desmond running through the jungle – #same

Wait… is that the sweat lodge episode? If so it means sweaty topless Terry O’Quinn and my body is absolutely and 100% ready!!!

Charlie just made the same “you don’t call, you don’t write” joke on John that he already pulled on Eko

It’s probably the only totally… useless John flashback. Like… we don’t really learn anything about his character that we didn’t already know. I still enjoy every second of John screentime we get but… I wish they had used this one for something else.

“amendable for coercion” is probably what Ben has written in John’s file as well

episode 4 – Every Man For Himself:

Oh shut up Charlie, you jealous ass.

It’s the episode in which Ben knocks Sawyer out with his phallic baton.

“the big kahuna”

First time appearance of the true star of the show: bunny #8

I love that of all the characters on the show, Sawyer’s the one who reads every book he can get his hands on.

Murder cactus hair!!!

Ben’s Bunny Bag™!!!

episode 5 – The Cost of Living:

Sexy linen outfit, Ben! Love the abundance of chest hair!

“Do you believe in God, Jack?” – “Do you?” – “Two days after I found out I had a fatal tumour on my spine a spinal surgeon fall out of the sky, and if that’s not proof of God then I don’t know what is.”

“I guess he’ll be expecting us.”

episode 6 – I Do:

Yet another bad wig for Evangeline Lilly

Random Nathan Fillion

I love the cage frickle frackle scene

Nice psychological warfare, Benjamin fucking Linus!

episode 7 – Not In Portland:

 I love Juliet’s curly hair <3

“I’m Tom btw.” – nice timing, Tom!

RICHARD ALPERT!!!

Ben just lying there, chilling with his back cut open… getting some fresh air on that spine.

There it is: Angel Hair Pasta story 2.0

“I wanna know what he said. You owe me an answer.” Good God what is it with Jack and this overly possessive behaviour? Why does he always have to know everything about the women in his life?!?!?! That’s not healthy, Jack!

episode 8 – Flashes Before Your Eyes:

More Desmond, hell yes!

istg that blue semi-unbuttoned shirt is such an iconic look for Desmond and it’s also hot as fuck

OF COURSE Charlie is playing Wonderwall

episode 9 – Stranger In A Strange Land:

The worst episode yet it gives us topless Benjamin Linus.

Seriously, I have hardly anything else to say about this one.

“Your bedside manner leaves something to be desired, Jack.”

Good fucking God, Jack you entitled self-righteous asshole!

episode 10 – Tricia Tanaka Is Dead:

Roger Workman!

Where’s Sayid btw?!??!?! Haven’t seen him in a while!

Aaaah there he is my bebe Sayid!!!

“SHUT UP! Red…. Neck… Man….”

episode 11 – Enter 77:

It’s the Mikhail Bakunin episode!!!

Oh wait…. Is that a Sayid episode? The one with the cat that I had completely forgotten about until now?!?!?!

I loves Sayid’s flashback hair in this episode.

NOT EVERY NOOK AND CRANNY, JOHN!!!

Oh John, what is it with you and beeping computers?

episode 12 – Par Avion:

“Remind me why we’re keeping him alive?” – “What do you suggest? We shoot him like a dog?” – “No. I like dogs.”

I love you, Danielle!

“The John Locke I know was…” nice time travel foreshadowing

Claire’s aunt is such an asshole!

John throwing Mikhail through the sonic fence is my jam!

DADDY SHEPHARD!

Okay but… if you can just go over the fence? Then why does Smokey not just… fly over it?!

episode 13 – The Man From Tallahassee:

OH NO NOT THAT EPISODE!!! Right in the feels!!!

John finally reunited with his future island husband.

The bedroom scene! Yassss!!!

“The man from Tallahassee? What is that, some kind of code?” – “No, John, unfortunately we don’t have a code for: there’s a man in my closet with a gun to my daughter’s head. Although we obviously should.” FUCK YAAAAS!!!!

“I know you, John Locke. […] Tell me John, did it hurt?” – “I felt my back break. What do you think?”

I like Tom Friendly – he really lives up to his name.

I can’t believe that Jack – the only doctor the survivors have – wants to leave the island all because Kate fucked Sawyer. Sounds like something a guy would do who’d detonate a hydrogen bomb because his girlfriend left him.

Ben and John out-sassing and manipulating each other is foreplay tbh.

“I was born on this island…” LIAR!

THE MAGIC BOX!!!! Fgnidgnidflsgnlkdd FUUUUUCK!!!! SHIT’S GETTING REAL!!!

Also a very rare occasion in which Ben’s beautiful face has no wounds, scratches, bruises…

You can see I adore this episode by how much I have to say about it even if it’s just a ramble of feels

And now it’s bondage John!

“And then you came striding out of the jungle, John, to make my dream come true.”

episode 14 – Expose:

Wow… I can’t believe I’m already that far down into my rewatch.

Unpopular opinion: I actually love Expose. It’s so… useless and dorky that it’s amazing!

“I’m just a guest star and we all know what happens to guest stars.”

It’s Boone and Shannon *cries forever*

I can’t believe someone called Maggie Grace and told her “hey, we know you got totally screwed over and we killed your character before you could have any substantial character development but… we need you back for an episode, you gotta scream your fucking lungs out of your body once more!”

Seriously…. This is the creepiest death on the whole show.

episode 15 – Left Behind:

Hahahaha it’s the one where Hurley tricks Sawyer into being nice

I loooove Cassidy and I love they mirrored this flashback with the Kate-and-Juliet-are-handcuffed-together episode

“My name is Kate.”

episode 16 – One Of Us:

It’s the one where Ben is very very creepy

That’s probably the only episode in which I can somehow understand the people who dislike Ben…. But I still love my dear rat boy!

episode 17 – Catch 22:

Ooowwww I love Desmond episodes

Oh Kate…why?!?!

I deadass forgot the whole freighter plot, like… I knew Miles & Co. where about to appear but I forgot how this whole thing started

episode 18 – D.O.C.:

Jin’s the only one who has a nice dad and a terrible mother

Also I just typed “John” instead of “Jin” which makes me wonder: where’s my bald jungle baby?

Aaaah first mention of fake 815

episode 19 – The Brig:

Fuuuuuck I’M NOT READY!!!

They made me miss my dear John for two (three?) entire episodes only to come back with this to totally rip my heart out

The “previously on” bit already wrecks me

IT’S THE PINS AND NEEDLES SCENE!!! Also known as: Ben tries this “flirting” all the cool kids are talking about.

Terry’s looking hot as fuck in that entire episode

Ben knocking out Anthony Cooper with his walking stick is my aesthetic.

Danielle causally poppin by to get some dynamite

“little hot for heaven, isn’t it?” – I would looooove this whole red herring if it weren’t for the “they were dead the whole time”-crowd

God that Anthony Cooper = The OG Mister Sawyer reveal is AMAZING!

“I thought I was special.” – “Well, everyone makes mistakes.”

Yes, James, KILL THAT ASSHOLE!!!

“I’m on my own journey now.”

episode 20 – The Man Behind The Curtain:

My precious Carrie Preston!

Uncle Horace

“Call him Benjamin.”

“You are the man behind the curtain – the wizard of Oz. And you’re a liar.”

Namaste!

Sterling Beaumon was the best casting choice for baby Ben!!!

Mikhail Bakunin still running like the devil’s chasing him (literally, kinda, considering Smokey revived him.)

John: [Ben] and I are going to see Jacob. – Everyone else: Wuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?

Ben really has a history of very shitty birthdays.

And this is making me very emotional because it reminds me of the “video of tears and pain” which makes me wanna cry my fucking soul out.

“Kinda hard to celebrate on the day you killed you mom.” Oh fuck off, Roger.

Ben’s Bunny Bag™ back in action

“I don’t wanna go back there. I hate it there.”

The way Richard talks to baby Ben is soooo similar to the way Ben talks to John I’m gonna scream!!!

Okay but this is no kiddon the best episode of this entire show so far. Like… Nothing that happened up until this point compares to this!!!

I FORGOT ABOUT BEN SPEAKING TO AN EMPTY CHAIR!!!!

Still baffles me they thought they could slap some fake hair and make-up on Emerson’s face and make him look like a 20yo – when he was already older than Ben is in our now-timeline… like… was there no 20yo actor with a big nose and bug eyes around?!?!

“Goodbye, Dad!”

“The Dharma Initiative. They came here seeking harmony, but they couldn't even coexist with the Island's original inhabitants. And when it became clear that one side had to go, one side had to be purged, I did what I had to do. I was one of the people that was smart enough to make sure that I didn't end up in that ditch, which makes me considerably smarter than you, John.”

John Locke seriously bringing a knife to a gun fight!

alright kiddos, I am #fucked up now.

episode 21 – Greatest Hits:

How many episodes actually start with someone running through the jungle?

Danielle just showing up to blow something up!

According to Jack this is day 90? So it takes another 18 days for them to actually get off the island at that point?!?! Wow.

Guess that’s the end of bunny #8

episodes 22 & 23 – Through the Looking Glass:

OH MY GOD IT’S THE FIRST FLASH FORWARD!!!

“WE HAVE TO GO BACK, KATE!!!!”

“I’m a dentist. I am not Rambo.” – I love these two so much!!

Can you believe they thought it was a good idea to give Ben round glasses that make his eyes look even bigger than they already are? He looks like straight out of a manga.

There really is a lot of fatphobia in this episode.

It’s taller ghost Walt

ALEX AND DANIELLE MEET FOR THE FIRST TIME!!!! WELP!!!

Ben letting himself be tackled and punched by Jack is such a power move. I am 100% convinced he let it happen on purpose because it’s already canon that he can easily knock out friggin Sawyer!!!

NOT PENNY’S BOAT

From Ben’s perspective this is once again John “striding out of that jungle to make my dream come true”

“I don’t wanna shoot you.”

Remember when you watched that finale for the first time and didn’t know all the time it was a flash forward and not a flashback?!?!? And then Kate steps out of that car and you were all like WOOOOAAAAHHHH?!?!?!

Remember when you didn’t know whose funeral they were talking about?!?!?!

That last scene was the first time I found Jack actually likable and relatable!

WE HAVE TO GO BACK!!!

[pondmelody]

congratulations!!! although i'm not surprised at all. you probably know this by now but i am from the craptastic united states and 🌟 (hai i'm jenna 😋) along with that chess piece that my phone won't let me send. choose between: mister eko or danielle rousseau from lost. congratulations again!! ♥

heyy tysm, dear! (and omg yasss, lost♥) i’ll tag you when i post it! 

(the name edit is under the cut)

celebrate 2.5k with me ♥

★ name edit;

[dirgabhakti]

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[thelittlegirltree]

Mr Eko versus Nyan Monster

[elsalapizza]

list of lost characters i like: mr eko 7/?

[face--the--strange]

[sparklyjacquelee]