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piepie-li · 6 months

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bro i’m begging you to post your header too, your drawings are so good

omg thank you so much😭😭😭here you goo!!!（with some other shit）

#ben linus #benjamin linus #lost tv series #lost tv show #michael emerson #abc lost #lost #lost abc #fanart #lost fanart #john locke #terry o'quinn #james ford #josh holloway

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likeafantasy · 2 months

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#lost #lostedit #lostgifs #lost tv show #john locke #james ford #sawyer #terry o'quinn #josh holloway #tvgifs #this lives rent free in my head #constantly

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a-map-of-gays · 7 months

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Guess what I finished watching last night!!

Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

#Sorry for the crunchy quality #I only made these for me and my sister but I'm posting them cause idc #Lost #lost abc #abc lost #kate austen #james ford #sawyer ford #benjamin linus #john locke #jack shephard #desmond hume #charlie pace #sayid jarrah #charles widmore #lost season 1 #lost meme

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bladerunnwr · 1 year

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lost (2004-2010)

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#lost abc #lost tv show #lost tv series #lost series #lost headers #lost 2004 #john locke #hugo reyes #jack shepard #charlie pace #kate austen #james ford #desmond hume #sayid jarrah #sawyer #twitter pack #tv shows headers #tv series headers

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ivebeendressingforrevenge · 2 months

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#lost tv show #lost #lost meme #lost abc #abc lost #jack shephard #sawyer ford #james ford

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riosnecktattoo · 9 months

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Josh Holloway as SAWYER ↳ LOST 1x09

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spockvarietyhour · 23 days

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Lost "Recon"

#look lost S6 may have shit the bed. But there were some sporadic good moments.#'put your damn clothes on jim' lives rent free in my mind #Lost #Lost ABC #ABC Lost #Recon #Recon (episode)#Sawyer #James Ford #James Sawyer Ford #Miles Straum #lostedit #tvedit #scifiedit #GIF #my gifs #Hide and Queue

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simptasia · 3 months

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LOST + text post part 161

#lost #lost text posts #james ford #ben linus #kate austen #jack shephard #charlie pace #charlotte lewis #daniel faraday #i really like this one

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aflawedfashion · 1 year

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Sawyer & Juliet | Lost 6x18 - The End

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muppetcube · 7 months

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Idk im watching Lost for the first time and i love watching them walk around together like a group of meerkats

#Lost #lost abc #kate austen #jack shepherd #idk man in just tagging people i can actually remember the name of #james ford #sawyer ford #james sawyer ford #john locke #claire littleton #charlie pace #hurley reyes #sun-hwa kwon #sun hwa kwon

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hldailyupdate · 3 months

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Louis followed HYPEBEAST and producer and songwriter James Ford on Instagram. (20 January 2024)

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#louis tomlinson #louis update #louis follow #hypebeast uk #james ford #instagram #january 2024

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shrenvents · 7 months

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Is This What You Wanted

Chapter three of the Miracle Aligner series

Warnings: Smut, swearing

Alex's POV

Reluctantly, my eyes peel open to reveal a bright daze of sunlight, seeping through the blinds of my hotel suite. I slowly shift and stretch my aching limbs, completely disoriented. Symptoms of a hangover begin to arise and I groan in discomfort.

Rising to my feet, I head to the restroom, paying no mind to the clothes that littered my bedroom floor. It was only until I glanced at the mirror that was I reminded of the night before.

Red bruises decorated my chest to my jaw. Though, one spot in particular was more significant than the rest: a bite mark that covers the left side of my neck. My lips part loosely at the sight.

Suddenly, my skull starts pounding as visions of last night's events cloud my mind.

1:57 am

After roughly swiping my key card, the force of Jennie's kiss causes my back to bang against the front door of my room, now awkwardly fiddling with its knob.

The door swings open and I flip our bodies around, backing her towards the bed with urgency. Our moans intermix as our mouths move together fervently and our tongues collide, fighting for dominance. I grip her body for support. I was utterly intoxicated by her cherry taste.

Jennie then rips away from the kiss to take a breath and I instinctively chase after her. My hunger for her was insatiable, and I could tell from the lustful look in her eyes, that the feeling was mutual.

I smirk as I regard her beautifully flushed face, dimly lit by the golden bedside lamp I left on. I affectionately caress the smear of faded lipstick that adorned her lips, and I imagine my own.

I touch my forehead to hers and her eyes flutter closed. I observe her chest rise and fall as we mellow out.

My own chest does the same, my heart hammering widely against my ribs.

"Stunning Red." My compliment makes Jennie's eyes open, peering up. She grins instantly and I shudder at the sight. Her eyes flare with a wicked thought.

Unexpectedly, Jennie drops to her knees in front of me, hands sliding down my chest until they reach my thighs. My jaw drops at once. "Christ," is all I can muster as her hands rise to meet my belt buckle. The clasp opens and I rejoice in the release of my waistband. My head tilts back. When she draws me out of my slacks I whimper, "Jennie."

"Alexander," she replies pleasantly as if she isn't holding my cock in her fist. Becoming exasperated by her attitude, I warn, "Don't start."

"Okay." She politely utters, abruptly dropping her hands from my body. My eyes go wide and my head shoots to look at her knelt-down frame. "Don't be a tease, you know what I meant," I growl at her.

Till I met this woman, I didn't know just how pent-up I'd been. I feel as though I've been unleashed and now need her more than anything.

Without hesitation, I pluck her up from the ground and toss her onto my bed, making her yelp. I briefly gape at her scrambling on her back, shuffling the bed sheets around. Looking at her I demand, "Fuck, tell me what you need."

...

"Fuck." I rub my hand coarsely against my slack jaw. My eyes then pop in my reflection. Rushing back to my bed, I behold the empty mattress. Disappointment blackens my chest.

The redhead from yesterday was nowhere to be seen. My shoulders slump in defeat.

Surely last night had not been so bad she had to flee at dawn? From what I could recall, that was not the case. So where had she gone?

Glancing to my right, I take in the mess of papers scattered across my desk. Making my way over to it, I noticed the newfound placement of my sheets meant my lyrics were read by my recent guest. Reading them now, I can't help but be self-conscious. They really were grim, and seeing how things turned out last night, Zach and James had a point.

Millions of ideas were racing through my mind; I couldn't stop the urge I had to sit and write, thinking about what happened hours ago.

"Anything you need, tell him what you're needing."

"Get down on your knees, get down on your knees again."

2:08 am

My bare body flattens against her lush one. I take mental notes of her figure, deliberately engraving every curve to memory.

Jennie flips us around, hovering above me with a sinful grin.

"What 'I' need?" Her sensual voice echoes throughout the room, and I nearly melt into the sheets.

A groan is the only response she receives before slamming our lips together, and I react energetically.

Our bodies interlace and I place one hand between her shoulder blades, and the other through her red locks, gripping it at its roots as my mouth deepens the desperate kiss. Her arm, in turn, wraps behind my neck, embracing me, while the other gropes my tricep. Jennie then wrenches her lips from mine, "What I need is you inside me Alexander."

I stare at her awe-stricken, my thoughts incoherent. To stop myself from almost begging, I attach our lips once again in confirmation. Jennie straddles my waist while her palms enthusiastically roam my body. When our lips break apart, I study her aligning her base with mine, marvelling at how heavenly she looks as she rips open a condom.

I suck in a sharp breath once my tip pierces her entrance.

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"You're hovering above my bed looking down on me."

"Dracula teeth, lipstick on my pillow via my cheek."

I smirk mindlessly at the page.

After two hours of pensive reminisce of yesterday's affair, I devised at least two songs worth of lyrics. I can already visualize the sound for them; their titles are as clear as day, and dedicated to my mystery woman.

My phone's incessant buzzing takes me out of my thoughts. Moving towards my bedside table, I click on the text notifications, ignoring the 27 missed calls covering my lock screen. With a scowl, I begin to read my texts.

8:46 a.m. Zach: Where the fuck are you? I get you're still upset but we've got work to do Al.

9: 27 a.m. Miles: Darling I've been calling you non-stop. Pick up if you're alive.

12:31 a.m. Jaime: OOOIIIIIII

Just before I close the app, I notice a text from an unknown number.

1:03 p.m. (1+416-555-0144): Heyyyyy it's Mickey (the bartender from last night)!! You left your 🎸 here. If you don't come and get it, it may or may not be sold on ebay ;))))

Immediately I wince. After Red took me by surprise, I clearly neglected to remember the $3,000 guitar I travelled with. My favourite guitar. I wail out a cry of frustration. Then I pause. Now I had an excuse to see her again.

I bolt around the room, grasping at clothes left and right, then heaving on my boots. Hurriedly, I search Les Cactus on Google Maps and head straight for the door.

Chapter 4

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skylarbee · 6 months

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there are so many things happening here: miles coming on for 505, james ford being there, alex and miles holding/shaking hands, miles kissing jamie's head... + alex and jamie smiling so sweetly after being touched by miles. the power of miles kane, everyone.