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LOST rewatch (season 4):

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episode 1 – The Beginning of The End:

Okay I have ABSOLUTELY forgotten about this season opening

Hooooly fuck like seriously I had forgotten about Hurley’s entire s4 plot apparently

Bloody Ben tied up to a tree is my aesthetic.

Sawyer offering to talk to Hugo about Charlie, Sawyer being there for the people he cares about, SAWYER HAVING THE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT HE DESERVES!!!! *cries forever*

Ben making fun of Jack while at the same time acknowledging that Kate was right? Abso-fuckin-lutely my jam!!!

Wait… where did John go?

Oh there he is.

“All I have ever done has been in the best interest of all of us.”

Has a season opening ever been more heart-breaking than this one?

Ben: “Jack, with your permission I’d like to go with John!” – Jack: “He’s all yours.”

DANIEL!!!

episode 2 – Confirmed Dead:

I can have never enough John-standing-in-the-rain-with-his-angel-smile-and-predicting-the-weather scenes

“The bullet went in one side, came out the other. I’d probably be dead if I still had a kidney there.”

“Karrrrrrllll. Now if you gonna sleep with my daughter I insist you call me Ben!”

When did Sayid get a haircut?

VINCENT!!! I feel like we haven’t seen him at all throughout season 3

Frank Lapidus – the best pilot in the world.

Oh Ben, as if John would really kill you.

episode 3 – The Economist:

That episode already?!?! Ooookay!

Naveen Andrews is so beautiful even khakis and a polo shirt can’t make him look bad yet that straightened hair?!??! That’s a problem we gotta talk about!

I’m very bitter that their “Berlin” doesn’t look like Berlin at all. You already know just by the café they’re in: that could be anywhere but sure as hell not in Berlin! Have you ever seen a café in this entire city that has... wallpaper? Matching furniture? Windows??!?!

Oh God that distorted voice of Ben on the phone so we don’t know it’s him is so unnecessary. They could have done the scene without adding the voice of the person on the phone.

The fact that the first time we see off-island Ben is in a vet clinic gives me the strong headcanon that he always wanted to become a veterinarian and now being off the island he’s finally able to #live his dream.

And he’s back at it with that Voice. Which is hot but... really... you still know it’s Michael Emerson.

episode 4 – Eggtown:

I cannot believe that’s a title of a LOST episode

“So here we are just like old times except I’m locked up in a different room and you are more lost than you ever were.” – fuuuuuck him up Ben!!!

Kate’s lawyer is hot

“If I was a dictator I would just shoot you and then go about my day.”

episode 5 – The Constant:

Fjsjfjggs this episode is one of the best ever!!! (as Desmond episodes usually are!!!)

Sayid and Desmond are the curlepower couple I always needed without even knowing I needed it

2.342 – I don’t think I ever noticed that’s The Numbers

The scene with rat Eloise makes me think of Flowers for Algernon

episode 6 – The Other Woman:

Oh, a rare scene of Ben being not injured, cut up or bruised <3

“This didn’t have a number on it, did it?”

#Locke sarcastically gives Ben a dollar

Honestly… I don’t get how there are people who actually doubt that Charles Widmore is the evil incarnate.

It’s the dinner scene!

episode 7 – Ji Yeon:

Oh fuck…. Is that THAT episode. The one where we end up thinking Jin’s dead?!?!? I’m not ready, okay!?!??!

Oh Bernard….

Who needs a heart, right?

episode 8 – Meet Kevin Johnson:

From all the sorta-stand-alone episodes this is by far the best.

I remember the first time around I didn’t like Michael that much until that episode came and I was like “woah, fuck yeah Michael, I miss this guy so much!” which is great because in every rewatch I did since I could appreciate him so much more

“and it’s getting betteeeeeeer…”

Sayid: You’re working for Benjamin Linus?!?!?!??!?!? – Me: Don’t throw stones, my guy!

Noooooo, DANIELLE!!!!

episode 9 – The Shape of Things to Come:

I have never been more #not ready

Oh right… they had to take away Ben-screentime for that useless plot about Jack’s appendix -.-‘

Oooooowwww I forgot about Ben’s cut off shot gun. Exactly my jam!!!

fhfosdlfnfafdöa another incredible appearance of the phallic baton

“I need you to stay close to me.” – yeah, I also need John to stay close to Ben! Thanks for catering to me.

Goodbye @ all the red shirts on John’s team

Dean Moriarty! So subtle!

So… Ben did a time jump of about 9 months, do I get that correctly?

I also didn’t remember that is was this episode in which Ben “recruits” Sayid

Fuuuck Ben looks so good with that sand coloured scarf – really makes his eyes pop

I cannot believe the last thin Alex had to hear was that she means nothing to Ben. I hope she knows he was lying because that’s what he does!

And I am so here for Ben switching to auto pilot and I’m convinced he never leaves this mode until Hurley asks for his help in the finale

“He changed the rules.”

Ben’s off-island hair is the reason I am attracted to men!

Sayid calling him “Benjamin”? My jam, too!

That smirk on Ben’s face after Sayid agrees to do the dirty work for him? Here for it!

SMOKEY!!!!

Can you tell this is my favourite episode by the amount of bullshit I have to say about it?!?!?!

FUUUUCK THAT SEXY LONDON OUTFIT SIGN ME THE FUCK UP!!!!

The red shirt, the leather gloves… THE HAIR!!! Fuuuuuuck meeee!

“I’m here, Charles, to tell you that I am going to kill your daughter. Penelope, is it? And once she’s gone, once she’s dead then you’ll understand how I feel and you’ll wish you hadn’t changed the rules.”

fuck me this is the best episode ever I wanna cry myself to sleep because it’s so good an Michael fucking Emerson killing the careers of every other actor in the history of motion picture is what I’m here for

episode 10 – Something Nice Back Home:

Why are Sawyer, Claire and Miles surprised to find Danielle and Karl dead? Like… Alex said it through the walkie that they got killed and they all heard it, didn’t they?

Seriously Jack, stick your hero complex where the sun don’t shine – nobody needs it right now

Oh Jack stfu you never learn, do you? Let Kate have a private life in which you are not the centre of her attention

“I’m the one who saved you.” – yeah if it hadn’t been for Sawyer jumping off the helicopter you’d all be dead now so SHUT YOUR FUCKIN MOUTH!

episode 11 – Cabin Fever:

Oh of course…. John is getting another flashback <3 I was trying to figure out what the fuck kinda flash forward he’s gonna get but it’s not a flash forward at all – it’s about baby John!!!

Ben watching John as he sleeps? Be still my fucking heart.

“I used to have dreams.”

“These things had to happen to me. That was my destiny. But you’ll soon understand that there are consequences to being chosen. Because destiny, John, is a fickle bitch.”

Hurley sharing his chocolate bar with Ben is the beginning of a wonderful friendship

episodes 12-14 – There’s No Place Like Home:

It’s okay. They’ll think that we’re in shock.” – “We are in shock, Jack.”

Sawyer carrying the baby - *cries forever*

Fuck yeah @ Sun buying her father’s company

That Hawaiian birthday party for Hugo tho

“I wasn’t being entirely truthful.” – “When were you ever entirely truthful?!”

Ben surrendering himself to Keamy breaks my heart. Ben doing the right thing for once fndangdgn

“How many times do I have to tell you, John, I always have a plan.”

Also when Ben says “Anthuriums” you can already see in John’s face that he doesn’t have a fucking clue what Ben’s talking about.

Terry O’Quinn is looking hotter with each passing season tbh

“Well, Jack… you put a gun to my head and pulled the trigger. I was hoping we could let bygones be bygones.”

“It’s not an island. It’s a place where miracles happen.”

John and Ben acting like an old married couple.

Ben is regretting big time that he even started the whole magic box metaphor because John just can’t let it go

“If you mean time-travelling bunnies, then yes.”

Sawyer jumping off the helicopter djfgoidshgsdogh

Jack just cannot live with the fact that Sawyer’s been the true hero in this situation

I hate Keamy so fucking much

I mean… I know Ben wasn’t doing the right thing by stabbing him but I support him getting his revenge for Alex. Keamy deserved to die for what he did! And likewise, Ben didn’t deserve to be a better human just yet for what he did.

And yet here I am also supporting Sun for wanting to kill Ben. This show really fucks with my moral compass. But then again… Benjamin fucking Linus is my fav character so what moral compass are we even talking about?

“Well, John, I really wasn’t thinking straight. Sometimes good command decisions get compromised by bad emotional responses. I’m sure you’ll make a much better job at separating the two and I ever did.” – I’M NOT CRYING, YOU’RE CRYING!!!

“Goodbye, John. Sorry I made your life so miserable.” – HELP ME!

“I hope you’re happy now, Jacob.” – I can’t anymore, okay, it’s all too intense and I am feeling too much for Ben right now. This guy will be my demise!

I’m not ready for that Desmond and Penny reunion scene

BEN IS LOOKING SO FUCKING HOT!

“It’s dark, Jack. Very dark.” – oh the shade

#Maddie rewatches LOST #lost show #lost abc #4 8 15 16 23 42

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bts-dontknowher · 7 years

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Best Friends Don't Do This || Park Jimin

Bestfriends Don’t Do This || Park Jimin

Words: 2,159 (fuuuuuuck)

Genre: SMUT

A/N: oh my god I’m back at it someone stop me someone send me Jesus bc I need it. I am trashhhh. Anyway, lol, requests are open! Send us some of your deepest desires and we will get to it! ^.^

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Spending time at Jimin’s always meant something would go down that night. Whether that would be a movie night, a sleepover with lots of icecream and snacks, or random bruises from mini fights you two would have. Jimin is your bestfriend, has been since you guys were just ten years old. You’ve seen everything about him- from the bad to the good. Bad hair cuts and breakups, to movie nights and prom dates. Now, sitting at the early ages of twenty, you guys both are realizing the differences between then and now.

A piece of popcorn was thrown at your face, hitting you dead smack in the middle of your forehead. Jimin giggled at your cross eyed glare you had given him.

“Excuse you, sir, could you fucking not?” He only laughed harder. The Captain America movie was no longer being paid attention to, as it only seemed to turn into background noises.

“It’s movie night ma'am, get off your damn phone! This is our tiiiiiiiiiimeeee,” he wailed at you, throwing another piece of popcorn at you. His missed this time. Glaring at him, you threw a Twizzler at him. Though not at his beautiful face- wait, what? Shaking your head from that bizarre thought, you messaged your friend to stop bothering you- that you were with Jimin. She messaged you a few dirty emojis back. Rolling your eyes, you locked your phone and placed it on the cushion next to you.

“Sorry, Y/F/N is messaging me weird shit,” you told him. His eyes scrunched up and a smirk took over his lips.

“What kind of weird shit? Tell meeee!” He demanded. You shook your head, “Nuh-uh! Not telling. Just weird stuff you don’t need to know, trust me,” you laughed it off. You curled yourself into the couch more, resting your feet onto Jimin’s lap. He made a face at you again, but ignored it, paying attention to the movie finally. Poor Chris Evans.

The room felt quiet. Which was extremely odd because Jimin is almost always making some sort of noise- humming, singing, muttering, snoring, and lets not forget… yelling. Yes. The amount of times Taehyung has come over during our friendship nights is astounding. And whenever he does come over it’s constant noise times five because Taehyung. Yes, you probably understand.

Taking a peek over at Jimin, you see that his eyes are focused on the movie. You mentally shrug and continue to watch the movie. Suddenly, he grabs your feet and tugs you down the couch. You let out a squeak of surprise and grab onto the side cushion for dear life.

“What are you doing, asswipe?!” You screech out at him. He only smirks and climbs on top of you. Sitting on your legs and pinning your arms to the couch. He then grabs at your phone, making your eyes widen in fear. Shit.

“No no no no no! Hey, put that down!” You yell at him. You knew he was going to find those text messages. Your friend is extremely dirty and you guys would talk about interesting topics. By interesting topics, you mean sex. And by sex, your topic of the day was thigh riding. And somehow your friend had mentioned Jimin’s thighs and you had somehow agreed that he had nice thighs. And now here you are. Being encased by said thighs and you couldn’t help but quickly glance at them… because he was coincidentally wearing shorts.

Jimin only smirked as he clicked the home screen button. The lock screen showed the selfie of you and Jimin at the carnival from the last time you guys were hanging out. Thank god you had a passcode on it. “Hah! That’s right, so get off me ya lard butt-” you started but,

“Hahaha!” Jimin had figured out the passcode, “now let’s take a look at those messages.. mhmm…ah! Y/F/N..” he muttered.

“Please no, please I’ll do anything! Just give me my phone back! Please!” You begged out. He stopped what he was doing and glanced down at you underneath him. Your hair was sprawled out around your head and in your face a little. Your eyes looked at him as you chest heaved up and down because this whole time you have been fighting and struggling to get loose from his grasp. What you didn’t know is that Jimin liked this. You beneath him, sweating, begging. Yes, he liked you. And he definitely knew what those texts were about.

Still smirking at you, he locked your phone and tossed it to the ground. You looked at him and noticed something much different about him, yet you couldn’t tell. He let go of your arms and slowly trailed his hands down them, and to your back. His trail left what seemed to be fire as your back arched by itself. Jimin then lifted the top half of you up and soon enough you were face to face.

“Uhm, uh thanks. For-for ya know. Uh not looking at the messages,” you stuttered out. He nodded in acknowledgement, but his hands never budged, but to be honest, you didn’t want them to move. You almost whined when you felt his right hand move up to the back of your neck. Your breath caught in your throat and your eyes looked into his. What was he doing? And why weren’t you stopping this?

“You’ll do anything? Anything for me?” He asked you. Too caught up in the moment and paralyzed from his touch, you just nodded back at him. He softly chuckled and went with his gut for the first time in a while. He lowered his face close to yours and instead of backing out, you closed your eyes and just went for it.

Soon enough, his luscious lips were attached to yours. Your mind went blank and nothing around you seemed important to you anymore. Not the movie, not the time and definitely not your phone. You cupped your hand to his cheek and shimmied closer to him. He dipped you back down to the couch and lowered himself down with you, lips never detaching. Holy hell you were kissing your best friend and you liked it. You liked it a lot.

You two separated for the briefest of moments and looked at each other. You were both breathing heavily and as you looked back down at his lips and back to his eyes, he reattached his lips to yours again. You were in heaven. And he thought the same. He slipped his tongue out and ran it against your bottom lip. Moaning, you parted your lips and let his tongue in. Never in your life have you ever thought about French kissing Jimin in his apartment.

Too caught up in the moment again, you gasped as Jimin flipped you around. This time he was underneath you and you groaned at all the dirty thoughts that ran through your mind. Jimin’s hands trailed down to your waist and quickly pulled your sweater over your head and threw it somewhere in the room. A low moan rippled though the back of his throat and you could feel the heat pool in your stomach. His hands attached themselves to your breasts and massaged them, casually tweaking at the perky buds. You were a mess at this point.

“Ah, Jimin, I think, oh god, I think you’re wearing too much,” you moaned out. You tugged at his shirt, and he got the hint. He pulled the t-shirt off. You didn’t holy your moan in at all when you saw his upper half. Dear god, you ran your hands down his tanned skin and lowered yourself down to kiss his torso.

“Fuck, baby,” Jimin moaned out. His hands moved down to your waist and rubbed his hands around. As you began to suck small little marks onto his collarbones and neck, he lifted you up off him.

“Okay, baby. You said you’d do anything, right? You can’t go back,” he told you. You didn’t care at this point. You nodded. He could get you to do anything and you would care. He propped himself up on the side cushion and smirked.

“Ride my thigh, baby.” He patted his thigh. You just blinked. So he did read the messages. Fuck. But looking at his thigh, you threw all caution to the wind and straddled him. His smirk got wider and his hands gripped you hard against him.

“You ready, pretty girl?” He asked you. All these pet names got you off and you were more than ready for this. Nodding, you bent down and kissed him again. His hands moved your lower half back and forth, the rocking motion sending your mind into overdrive. The amount of pleasure you were received was insane.

If Jimin were to be honest right now, the vision of you, getting yourself off only by the sheer friction of his thigh, could have him cumming himself in no time. Your body glistened with sweat and mixed with his, and he thought that must have come second to things that make you incredibly hot. Just everything about you could get him off.

“Oh, fuck, Jimin. Oh god, you’re so good,” you moaned out. His shorts would bundle up and run at your clit and send you into overdrive. Sure enough when you looked down, you notice the wetness that was slowly running along his thigh. Fuck was that a sight. You looked back at Jimin and notice his eyes were screwed shut. You decided to help him out a bit. Running your hands down his chest again, you let your hand trail into his shorts and grab his dick. His eyes shot open and stared into yours.

“Oh baby girl,” he groaned out. You swiped the precum that gathered onto his tip and brought your fingers to your mouth and sucked. “Fuck,” he dragged out, flinging his head back as he moved you faster along his thigh. You squeaked out at the friction and nearly cummed right there.

You grabbed his length again and ran your hand up and down. The moans coming from him pushed you further to your orgasm and you tried moving even faster to help him reach his. One of his hands reached up and brought your face down and kissed you hard again. And just in seconds you were sent into oblivion as your orgasm ripped through you. Your sight blurred and gasps left your mouth. The sight of you jerking and gasping, pushed Jimin to the edge and right after you, he let go and white spurts spotted his chest and your hand.

You collapsed onto his chest, not caring about his mess sticking all over the place, cause really- you left a mess on his leg anyway. Who cares right now. Breathing hard you managed to speak out,

“Oh shit, Jimin. What the fuck… just happened?” His hand ran up and down your back as you leaned a bit back to look at him.

“Something that should have happened a while ago, ahh,” he was now blushing and you couldn’t hold back the grin on your face, “this is so backwards but uh, do you wanna go on a date sometime?” You leaned your face back into the crook of his neck and gave him a peck. “I would love to,” you whispered into his skin. You could feel the shit eating grin on his face and he snuggled you closer to him. Resting there longer, you could almost fall asleep.

That was until-

“Hey guys! Guess what Jungko- WHAT THE HECK GUYS. Did I come at a bad time- oh my god!” Shouted Taehyung. Jimin threw the nearest pillow at him.

“Get the fuck out, Tae!”

You heard the door slam back shut, loud yells of disgust still being shouted down the corridors. You couldn’t help chuckling a little as you knew that Taehyung will always be Taehyung in the end. Jimin shifted a bit underneath you and you looked down at him curiously. His face looked a worried.

“Umm, I’m not so worried that my dick was hanging out for Tae to see, but uh, I got a second confession for you,” his voice was small and scratchy, but you just shrugged and let him continue, “okay, so this was kind of planned?”

“What does that mean? What do you mean plan, Park Jimin I will end you!” You started grabbing at his bare chest with your hands.

“No no no! It’s not what you think really! What I mean is is that Y/F/N was basically trying to get you to think about me like that because I told her that I liked you…” he trailed off, a bit embarrassed.

“Park Jimin… I have liked you for a very long time,” you giggled a little, “uh, thanks for finally doing something. But, oh is Y/F/N is a dead man.”

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