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get-lost-in-fanfiction · 5 months

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I have been rewatching Lost and I love your writing! Can I request a soft Ben fanfiction, maybe where the reader is tending to his injuries? Thank you!

Ask and you shall receive <3

Because You're Injured

Paring: Ben Linus x F!Reader Word Count: 943

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The Island's night held an eerie calmness as you carefully tended to Ben's injuries. His usually confident demeanor was subdued by the pain etched across his face. The flickering light from the campfire painted gentle shadows on his features as you cleaned the wounds with utmost care. You didn’t speak about how he got injured like this, it scared you too much to think about what it would mean for you, your friends, and the Island.

"Does it hurt?" you asked softly, your voice carrying concern., distracting yourself from your thoughts of impending doom. However, the feeling still swooped in your stomach.

Ben winced slightly but managed a faint smile. "I've had worse, believe me."

Your fingers traced over the bandages, making sure they were snug yet not too tight. You had a lot of practice, helping Jack for all that time. It’s not like you had no medical training; you had taken some classes before the crash. Not that it mattered anymore; it felt like a lifetime away. His gaze met yours, gratefulness shining through the pain, making your heart ache almost painfully. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice barely audible above the rustle of the trees.

"You don't have to thank me," you replied, brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead with shaking fingers. "We take care of each other here."

Silence fell between you, the crackling of the fire filling the space. In moments like these, the barriers came down, revealing the vulnerability hidden beneath Ben's usually guarded exterior so few got to see. You felt a powerful emotion rise up in your chest, so you busied yourself with fussing over his bandages again to distract yourself. If you were being honest, you were scared of the attraction you felt for Ben. You didn’t begin on the best of terms, but now? Now he had become an ally and a trusted friend, at least to you; the others still didn’t like him as much. You couldn’t help to trust him, though.

"You're good at this," he remarked, his eyes fixed on the side of your head, which was the only thing he could see.

You smiled, feeling a warmth spread through you at his words against your will. You decided to take a chance and look at him. "Just practice,” you try to shrug as noncommittally as possible, “I've patched up more scrapes and bruises than I can count too."

Ben's hand found yours, a silent gesture of appreciation and perhaps a touch of vulnerability. Despite the impending doom that clouded your thoughts about the Island, in this intimate moment, it felt like the two of you were the only souls existing in that universe.

"You should rest," you suggested gently, noticing the fatigue weighing down on him.

"I'll be fine," he insisted, though his eyelids betrayed his weariness.

"You can be stubborn, you know that?" you teased lightly, earning a small chuckle from him.

Moments like these brought an odd sense of tranquility amidst the chaos. After all that had happened recently, you didn’t think you get another moment of peace like you did during the Dharma Days. As the fire crackled, painting dancing shadows around you, you remained by Ben's side, watching over him with a mix of concern and an unspoken affection.

The night deepened, the stars sparkling above like distant beacons, their serene light a stark contrast to the turmoil of the island. You adjusted the blankets around Ben, ensuring he was as comfortable as possible under the circumstances. His breaths came steady, hinting at the slumber that beckoned him, despite his stubborn resistance.

"You're not invincible, you know," you murmured softly, a gentle reminder.

A faint smirk played on Ben's lips, he opened one of his eyes. "You'd be surprised," he quipped, his voice barely above a whisper. You just laughed.

The tension that usually hung between you both seemed to dissolve in the night's quietude. You found solace in the shared silence, a language of understanding that didn’t require words. Despite the uncertainty that loomed over the island, here, under the canopy of stars, a fragile sense of peace enveloped you.

"I'll keep watch," you offered, your voice low but resolute.

Ben's gaze met yours, a hint of gratitude glinting in his eyes before he finally surrendered to sleep, his features relaxed in slumber. You sat beside him, keeping a vigilant eye on the surroundings, the fire crackling as the night deepened. As much as you were tired, you weren’t really sure what could happen in the cover of the night. While considering Ben's injuries, you planned to find the others in the morning. It would be difficult to trek through the jungle with the state he was in right now. But you knew that god healing sleep would help any soreness ben had greatly, even if he was sleeping on the ground.

At this moment, with the weight of the Island's still looming mysteries bearing down on you both, you found a strange sense of unity. Perhaps it was the vulnerability shared, the unspoken trust forged through adversities, or maybe it was simply the solace found in companionship amidst the unknown. You thought maybe something more could happen between the both of you, despite the idea scaring you beyond belief. Intimacy wasn’t your strong suit, after all.

As the night drifted on, you remained steadfast, a silent guardian in the shadows, watching over not just Ben, but the fragile semblance of peace that enveloped you both. You steeled yourself for another day, another fight, another journey. You would be ready for whatever would come because you had Ben by your side.

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#ben linus x reader #benjamin linus x reader #oneshots #reader oneshots #fic request #anon request #lost fanfiction #abc lost #lost tv series

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viviennevermillion · 1 month

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Losties of Tumblr if I start writing for this fandom again would anyone read it? Drop some characters in the comments you wanna read about and which of these you want:

headcanons

reader-insert oneshot

playlist

introspective oneshot

poem

#lost #abc lost #benjamin linus #ben linus #jack shephard #lost sawyer #james ford #james sawyer ford #sayid jarrah #kate austen #charlie pace #desmond hume #juliet burke #claire littleton #sun hwa kwon #jin soo kwon #daniel faraday #lost x reader

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qarl-grimes · 10 months

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does anyone have any Ben Linus x reader requests?? HIT ME UP

#lost #qarls talking shit #lost tv series #Ben linus x reader #ben linus #benjamin linus

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rumpykamon · 4 years

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To the nonny who asked for Ben/Reader, here you go:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27523903

#Ben linus #Benjamin Linus #lost #lost abc #fanfic #fanfiction #RUMPYKAMON #Ben linus x reader #Michael Emerson

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qarl-grimes · 9 months

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Hello and omg Ben x reader lover on 2023?!!!

I requesy Ben being thoroughly kissed pinned to the wall of his home library

Sorry this took so long! It’s short and sweet with a little backstory because I can never help myself.

Pairing: Ben Linus x Reader

Warnings: mentions of past abuse (doesn’t go into details), mentions of death, kissing.

It’s only afterwards that you’re able to touch him in ways that you’ve always wanted to.

It took you a while to love him. You were on the plane, on 815, and you lived through the manipulation and the hunting of the Others, if his people, onto yours. You were in the hatch when he was Henry Gale, and he watched you, even then.

You felt it.

And you always seemed to be drawn to him, didn’t you? You defended him weakly, insisting to Jack and Sawyer and whoever else decided to punch him that day, that maybe there were other ways to communicate with Ben Linus, other than a fist to his face.

And then people started dying because of Charles Widmore, and you became a little less sweet and a little more angry. You gasped and cried when Alex was shot, and you hugged Ben once the others had trailed off into the jungle, speechless and deciding that words could not help.

He looked at you, blue eyes wide and mouth a flat line, before nodding once in thanks.

You followed after Locke, Sawyer, and the others, and he didn’t touch you again until you were deciding whether to follow Kate to the helicopter, or stay on the Island. You weren’t…like the others. You were never keen to leave.

What awaited you, but a penniless existence, a dead family and an abusive ex?

He grabbed you before leaving Locke in the Orchid, his shaking hands touching yours. He opened his mouth to say something, but his words were stuck, and you smiled and cried and pushed him toward the exit.

‘You better come back for me, Benjamin Linus,’ you said. For all of us.

And then you were back with your friends, with Sawyer, but you were way back, back in time. You met him, met Ben, when he was little, and you think you understand him a little more. You met his dad, after all.

You knew that kind of abuse. You had lived it.

You remember thinking that if you died there, in the 70’s, you hated what a coward you had been for not kissing Ben before he moved the Island. You now realise that was the wanting feeling you felt whenever you looked at him.

Only Juliet suspected your feelings. In the years you spent together in the 70’s, she found you sitting outside of your little Dharma house, and she kicked your foot and offered you a warm beer. After a while of sitting under the stars, she said, ‘Ben?’

And you knew she knew, so you nodded and snorted and shrugged a little. ‘I don’t expect you to get it,’ you told her, smiling at the woman who had turned from Other to friend. ‘He made your life a fucking misery, Juliet’.

It was her turn to shrug. ‘I didn’t expect James,’ she tells you, love blooming in her smile. ‘And you certainly didn’t expect Ben’.

No, you think. You had not expected him to crawl under your skin. At least, not in the way he had.

And then you were back in your time, and so many more of your friends died. You cried and you ran, and you did it, all of you, you saved the Island, you stopped him from leaving.

And Juliet died, and Sawyer’s screams will live with you forever.

And afterwards, when Hurley asked Ben to be his Number 2 and Ben said yes, Hurley turned to you and said, ‘You’re staying too, right?’

And Ben looked at you, wide-eyed and open in a way that had changed since you first met him, years ago. The manipulation and lying were like an old coat he had shrugged away. You smiled, cheeks dry with tears. Somewhere in the distance, you hear a plane leave the Island.

‘I’m staying too,’ you agree, and Ben’s shoulder sag. ‘Where else would I go?’

You take the house next to his. Next to Ben’s.

It’s the one he just kept insisting was the best during rain season. You’re sure it has nothing to do with the fact that your bedrooms face each other, a little apple tree sitting between the windows.

It’s two weeks after the end, after burying Jack and hearing from mainland that Kate, and Sawyer, and Claire, and all of them made it home okay. There’s a lot of graves on this Island, but Jack’s hurts to dig the most.

Live together, die alone. And he had made sure that you’d lived together.

Hurley stayed behind for hours after Jack’s burial. You didn’t see him walk back into the barracks until the early hours of the morning.

You’re a little braver after…after everything. Before, you were a mouse. People stomped all over you, and you let them. You rarely took what you wanted, because you so rarely got what you wanted.

Now, though, you knew. You wanted him. You wanted Ben. You wanted him, knowing his past, knowing his faults - but thats’s what this Island is, isn’t it? It’s a second chance.

And you’re quite sure he wanted you back.

You’re not sure why you suddenly decide to do it that night. Perhaps it’s the relocation after nearly two weeks of knowing it’s all over, that no longer will you be flashing through time or struggling to survive or mourning new deaths. Now, there is only mourning those already lost, in making a new life for yourself. You were young, you had all the time in the world.

You were starting to find you loved the Island, and that made you happy. Finally, a home you enjoyed, that you respected.

It’s a Thursday night, and the Barracks are quiet. Hurley’s house was dark, and you slip out of yours after spying from your bedroom window the lights still on at Ben’s.

You were nervous, but dizzyingly so. It felt good.

You knock on his door and he answers quickly, and you wonder if he had been watching you already. You wonder if he had seen you hurry from your house to his, his face hidden behind the curtains of his home.

The thought doesn’t bother you as much as it should.

‘Y/N!’ He greets, smile polite and cheeks a little red, and you grin, because you can’t really help yourself. You step forward and he watches you. ‘It’s late, are you-’

And you kiss him, because it’s all you’ve wanted to do for years, now. After the shit you’ve been through, all of you, you deserve some good.

He makes a huffing sound, one of surprise, and then he’s kissing you back, arms around your waist and mouth solid against yours.

And you push, because you were a mouse before, but you refuse to be one now. You push until his back is against his bookcase and your hands are grasping the buttons of his shirt. And you like this - this control, because it’s something you’ve always lacked, isn’t it?

You wonder if Ben might quite enjoy relinquishing his control, just for a moment.

You make a noise and he rumbles in reply, holding you all the tighter to him as your mouth moves to his jaw, and then he does make a sound - a low, needy one that has you surging forward to kiss him harder, with more warmth.

You feel the last slot of your happiness fall into place. Yes, you think, you could imagine a life in this Island more fully now. With him.

You would bicker and discover and live.

You stop after a few minutes of grabbing hands and sharp groans, and you realise with a flush that you’d unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt. Ben gapes at you, flushed and breathless, and you giggle a little at the sight.

You’d figured out, then, what drew the man speechless.

‘Sorry,’ you said, a little bashful. ‘Been wanting to do that for a while’.

Ben blinks and, finally, shuts his mouth. His smile is a little teasing. ‘Don’t let me stop you from doing what you want to do, of course,’ he shoots back, mouth quirking a little at the corner.

‘If you insist,’ you tease.

So, you kiss him again, shorter this time; sweeter.

You figure they’ll be room for plenty more.

#qarls talking shit #lost #lost fic #Ben linus x reader #Ben linus

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plutoswritingplanet · 2 years

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MASTERLIST

My AO3 Profile (there’s a lot of old cringey stuff there btw)

Stranger Things

Peter Ballard (Henry Creel/Vecna/001)

White Rabbit (x Fem!Reader) PART 1 , PART 2

Ptolemaea ( x Fem!Reader oneshot)

Peter Ballard and Child!Reader (requested, oneshot)

The Skin (x AFAB!Reader requested, oneshot)

Moon Knight

Jake Lockley

Release (x Fem!Reader oneshot)

Arthur Harrow

Knives Out (x Fem!Reader oneshot)

The Black Phone

The Grabber

Stop, Hammer Time (x AFAB!Reader oneshot)

Peter Pan 2003

Captain James Hook

Lady Disdain (x AFAB!Reader oneshot)

Arcane (League of Legends)

Silco

And I’ll Be Like Sugar (x AFAB!Reader oneshot)

Attack On Titan/Shingeki No Kyojin

Zeke Yeager

Cross The Line (x AFAB!Reader)

Far Cry 3

Hoyt Volker

Moon River (x Reader)

One Piece (Live Action)

Dracule Mihawk

Taking What’s Not Yours (x Reader)

Buggy The Clown

You Started It (x Reader) - Part 1. Part 2.

Mortal Kombat (games and movies)

Shang Tsung

Unpunishable (x F!Reader)

The Saw Franchise

Mark Hoffman

Enabler (x F!Reader)

Supernatural

Lucifer

Ring Of Fire (x F!Reader) - Part 1. Part 2.

Dune (Villeneuve movies)

Feyd Rautha Harkonnen

It’s A Special Death You Saved (x F!Reader) - Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4.(finale)

Strip Me Down And Paint Me Black (x F!Reader) - Part 1.

Fallout (Amazon TV Series)

Cooper Howard/The Ghoul

Hand That Feeds (x F!Reader) - Part 1. Part 2. Part 3.

Lost (2004 TV Series)

Benjamin Linus

The Secret of Drowning (x F!Reader) - AO3 link

#masterlist #my writing #peter ballard x reader #henry creel x reader #001 x reader #jake lockley x reader #arthur harrow x reader #stranger things x reader #moon knight x reader #captain hook x reader #silco x reader #zeke yeager x reader #hoyt volker x reader #buggy the clown x reader #dracule mihawk x reader #feyd rautha x reader #ben linus x reader #cooper howard x reader

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get-lost-in-fanfiction · 3 years

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MASTERLIST!

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Series

LOST - Another Story

Pilot Part 1

Pilot Part 2

Tabula Rasa

Walkabout

White Rabbit

House of the Rising Sun

The Moth

Confidence Man

Solitary

Raised by Another

All the Best Cowboys Have Daddy Issues

Whatever the Case May Be

Hearts and Minds

Special

Homecoming

Outlaws

…In Translation

Numbers

More Coming soon!

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Oneshots

Just Friends - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Not You - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Anything - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Nightmares - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Reconciliation - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

So It Begins - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

Anything (2) - Sawyer x F!Reader

Of Plans and Sandwiches - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

Born to Make Amends - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Fireside - Sawyer x F!Reader

Second Meeting - Ben Linus x Reader

I’ll Have You, Dr. Linus - Ben Linus x Ilana!Reader

The Rules - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

Worry - Sawyer x F!Reader

Destroying the Monster - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Not Coming Back - Sawyer x F!Reader

The Return - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Stealing Shirts - Sawyer x F!Reader

Twilight - Sawyer x F!Reader

Because You’re Injured - Ben Linus x F!Reader

When You're Locked in A Hatch - Sawyer x F!Reader

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Prompts

Otp Prompt #38 - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Otp Prompt #32 - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

What Do You Want - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Secrets - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

How’s Your Day? - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

The Whole Picture - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

I’m With Him - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

At Least No One Died - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Tragedy - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Manipulating - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

She Doesn’t Love Me - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

A Symphony - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Sleep - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

I Didn’t Do It - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Rule Book - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

You Are A Solder - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

What Will Happen? - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

Understand - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

My Heart - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Trust Me - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Another War - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

Keep Your Sorry - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Crazy - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Intriguing - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

Love You - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Scared of Falling - Ben Linus x F!Reader

Something Better - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

Go to Hell - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

What Do You Know? - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Forgive Me - Ben Linus x F!Reader

Indestructible - Ben Linus x Amelia (OC)

You Don’t Scare Me - Ben Linus x Reader

Alive - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Scared of You? Never. - Ben Linus x Reader

Shreds - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Terrible Choices - Ben Linus x Reader

Trouble - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Died - Sawyer x Amelia (OC)

Prompt #1085 - Sawyer x F!Reader

#lost #abc lost #lost fanfiction #james “sawyer” ford #james ford #sawyer ford #james “sawyer” ford x oc #james ford x oc #sawyer ford x oc #lost tv series #ben linus #benjamin linus #james “sawyer” ford x reader #james ford x reader #saywer ford x reader #ben linus x reader #benjamin linus x reader

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get-lost-in-fanfiction · 3 years

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if you still do requests for ben-centric stuff, could you do reader/oc time travels and meets baby ben in the 70s? or something similar >//> thank you! -❄️

Second Meeting - Oneshot

Paring: Ben Linus x Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

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There’s something to be said about how quickly three years can go by. You can still remember how bad your headache was during the flashes. You still remember clinging tightly to Ben’s shirt before he descended into the Orchid. You didn’t know what was going to happen or if you were ever going to see him again. But the last 3 years have been a blur, full of everything DHARMA Initiative, and yet he still hasn’t left your mind.

You miss Ben terribly. Despite the many date offers by the Initiative members, you never allowed yourself to go on any of them. Juliet had tried to encourage you to go on some, even set them up for you. She knew it was pointless, and that even after three years you still held strong feelings for her old leader.

When Jack, Kate, and Hurley showed up you felt a shred of hope. You went with James to meet them, heart full of joy. It all sank when Kate never mentioned Ben at all, and you were too afraid to ask if he had come along. You were even more shocked to learn Locke had died, and were desperate to know how. You didn’t want to push it though, and your heart and brain was so full of shock you could barely get a sentence out.

You rode in silence with James back to the Barracks. You both had a silence agreement to not ask each other how you felt. That was how your friendship worked, and that’s how it always worked. From day one to now, it’s a silence agreement that neither of you two are okay but you won’t press for information.

You two are back at James and Juliet's house, rummaging through his wardrobe, grabbing shirts from hangers quickly. Juliet enters and you don’t hear her until she speaks.

“Hey,” She says and you look up while James keeps looking.

“You seen my baggy sweatshirt, the one with the bulldog on it?” He asks, still frantically pulling clothes together. You just stand there, looking at the shirt in your hands.

“It's in the laundry. James... what's going on?” Juliet asks, and James finally turns around. He gives a pained look to you, and you know exactly why.

“They're back,” You half whisper, and Juliet looks between the both of you in disbelief.

“I'm sorry. Who's back?” She asks.

“Jack, Hurley, Kate,” James replies, and Juliet has so many emotions on her face it’s hard for you to decode them all.

You tune out the conversation. Juliet’s expression did something to you. It shoved some sharp in between the cracks that were already there and threatened to shatter you. You were shaken from your thoughts as James drops the bag of clothes and sits on the bed beside Juliet. You realize you’ve been standing still for a while now and drop down beside him.

James sighs, “I don’t understand it any more than you do. But they're here, and I gotta find a way to bring 'em in before somebody else finds 'em and they screw up everything we got here.”

That's when it hits you, “There's a sub coming in this afternoon,” you say with your voice raised slightly and a sliver of hope comes back.

The next hours are a blur of trying to get Jack, Kate, and Hurley into the Initiative without raising any red flags. You think it seems to go smoothly enough, but nothing is ever simple. Especially not when Jack, Kate, and James are back involved with one another again. You watch Juliet very carefully throughout the day, and her expressions. You realize as you watch, that life as you know it has come to an end. God, planes do so much emotional damage.

When you get word there’s someone out in the jungle, some part of you screams that it’s Ben. They’ve taken him as a Hostile, which is not good. Your mind is already spinning with ideas on how to get him out. But then James gets word on his walkie that it’s Sayid, and your heart deflates. You’re not upset that Sayid is here, you just desperately wished it was Ben. So you volunteer to ride out with James to the Flame to see what’s going on.

Just as you expected, James turns you down. He says you need to keep an eye on Jack, Kate, and Hurley and he says he’ll take care of Sayid. You find yourself nodding, feeling numb. There was no one else with Sayid. You can almost feel hope draining out of your body and onto the grass beneath your feet.

You stand next to Phil in silence through the whole Orientation and picture taking. Everything seems like a blur and you’re not really present in your own head. Stuck in 1977 without the man you love.

“Okay,” Phil says and he claps his hands, shaking your from your thoughts, “Right on. So you guys have the rest of the day to get acquainted with your security protocol handbooks waitin' in your new digs. Now some of it may seem a little scary, but I promise you all, we are perfectly safe here, okay? So make yourselves at home. Come on. We got hamburgers. We got punch.”

Phil’s walkie goes off and you hear James’s voice through the other end “You there, Phil? We're coming in with a 14-J.”

“Roger that, Mr. LaFleur,” Phil’s replies and turns to you. He nods and you nod back, preparing to see your friend again

A DHARMA van stops and Phil speaks up again, “Okay, if I could get everyone to hold back, please, we have a minor security situation.”

James, Jin and Radzinsky step out with Sayid. You watch them all, and you and Sayid make eye contact. You’re surprised to see his eyes widen slightly at the sight of you. You don’t nod or make any acknowledgement that you know him, Phil is too close.

“Move,” Radzinsky says and you can’t help but flinch as they march him away.

“I guess we found Sayid,” You can hear Hurley say and you privately think that this is going to end up being a horrible shit show.

You follow the group despite Phil’s protests as you tag along while they march Sayid down the stairs of the security office and into a prison cell.

“All right, you can hang out here until we can figure out what the hell to do with you,” James says to Sayid and you have to remind yourself his tone is just for appearances sake. You don’t understand why you’re so sensitive

“What are we gonna do with him?” Phil asks James, giving you a sidelong glance. You and Phil have never gotten along. He didn’t like a woman working on the security team, but James insisted.

James sighs deeply before answering, “Bring the man some damn food. We're not savages.” James turns and locks the cell and gives Sayid a glance before walking away.

You want to stay and talk to Sayid. You want to ask him about Ben. Is he still on the mainland in 2007? Is he alive? Did he come with them on the plane? You’re torn and want to stand up for yourself, but Phil tells you to “come along” with a firm grip on your elbow and to have to comply. You give Sayid a tortured look behind Phil’s back and Sayid responds with a sad look and a bowed head.

You win by getting Phil to allow you to watch the security cameras. He sits at his desk, pretending to do work, but you know he's watching you. You sit in one of the chairs facing the screens and just start at Sayid feeling forlorn.

You hear the door open but don't bother to look up. You've been sulking this whole time feeling sorry for yourself. Your ears perk up when you hear a young boy’s voice

“Hey, Phil,” the boy says and you turn around, “I'm just gonna go in there and deliver him a sandwich.”

“All right”, Phil replies, nodding at you to keep an eye out. Your eyes widen as you watch the boy. He looks at you and your eyes lock.

Your heart explodes in familiarity at his eyes and you're in disbelief. The boy turns and walks away, obviously oblivious to what just happened with you. You scramble to your feet despite Phil’s protests and tag along with the boy.

You two enter the cell room. Sayid looks between you and the boy. The boy doesn’t seem to notice

“Hello. I brought you a sandwich,” the boy says and holds a bag through the bars, “I didn't put mustard on it, but if you'd like some, I could get some.”

“This will be fine. Thank you,” Sayid replies. The paper bag crinkles and your throat is dry. The boy looks up at you and you smile apprehensively at him. It’s meant to be reassuring but you don’t think it comes off that way.

“Are you a Hostile?” The boy whispers, looking at you with a terrified expression. You’re unable to say anything.

“Do you think I am?” Sayid shoots back, flicking his eyes over to you every few seconds.

“What's your name?” The boy replies, and it’s a game of questions. You squat down next to the boy, ready to pull him away if Sayid gives away too much information.

“Sayid. What's yours?”

“I'm Ben.”

Suddenly your ears are ringing. You almost fall over but catch yourself on the wall. Sayid is looking at you funny, seemingly shocked as well but more shocked at your reaction.

“It's nice to meet you, Ben,” Sayid replies with his eyes on you.

It’s Ben. It’s young Ben. You had no idea he was with the Initiative. Was he the one who started the Purge? ‘Oh my god’ you think. Young Ben leaves, giving you a weird look. He doesn’t recognize you, but how could he? Time is so fucked up, and you’re not even sure if this is the same Ben that you fell in love with. Will they grow up to be the same?

You press your back up against the nearest wall and slide down onto the floor. Your heart is pounding a bruise into your ribcage and you're lightheaded. Sayid looks at you, seemingly nervous to speak. You wouldn’t know what to say to him anyway. You're feeling way too many things at once to even be able to think about anything but oxygen to your deprived lungs.

Eventually, Phil comes storming in, pulling your shocked form off the floor, and sending you home. It's dark and chilly outside. All the lights of the houses are out except for James and Juliet’s. You don't go see them, you have to go home and process this whole day.

You make it home, barely flicking on a lamp before collapsing into bed in your jumpsuit. You manage to kick off your shoes and shimmy under your bed blankets. Maybe you don't have your Ben back, but at least you have a Ben.

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“He’s… he’s dead,” You stutter as you stare at the lifeless body of one of Widmore’s lackeys.

“He was trying to hurt you,” Ben replies, wiping down the gun and putting on gloves to make the murder look like it was a suicide.

“I… I know,” You shakily reply, and realize your hands are trembling. Ben finishes his task and rests a hand over yours. You look into his wide blue eyes.

“I had to do it. I can’t-” Ben pauses, regaining the composer he holds so tightly, “I can’t let anything happen to you. I had to-”

“Hey, hey! Look at me. I know, okay? That motherfucker was going to kill me. You saved me. I’m just...” You look away from Ben and push some of your hair away from your sweat lined forehead, “Shit. I’m just shocked, I guess?”

“But not scared?” Ben asks, regret and hopefulness mixing together to make a strangled tone that rips through his throat as he speaks.

“Of you? Never,” You reply in a near whisper, and you can almost see the shiver go down Ben’s spine. He interlaces just hand in yours possessively and pulls you out of the alleyway.

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I’ll Have You, Dr. Linus - Oneshot

Paring: Ben Linus x Ilana!Reader

Word Count: 504

Note: Hi guys! I just wanted to write this using the Lostpedia transcript of Dr. Linus. I don’t claim ownership of the dialogue.

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You're sitting there, eating a mango. You’re still shocked at what Linus did to Jacob. You never thought Jacob could die yet here you are. You focus on the mango, trying to get every last bit of fruit out. You look over at him with a hard expression. He’s staring at you for a long moment, then he throws his makeshift shovel into the air and starts running.

“Hey!” You shout, scrambling with your gun to try and catch up with him.

Linus is running through the jungle, just barely out of your reach the whole time. Suddenly a clearing comes up, and there is a rifle. You catch up with him just as soon as he picks up the rifle and points it at you.

“Drop it! Put the gun down!” Linus shouts and you flinch, quickly setting the gun in the ground and raising your hands.

You think he's going to shoot you, and when he doesn't you huff, “What are you waiting for?”

“I want to explain,” Linus says a bit tearfully.

“Explain what?” You reply, feeling a burning feeling in the back of your throat and you lower your hands.

“I want to explain that I know what you're feeling,” Linus says with a hint of softness in his voice.

“You have no idea what I'm feeling,” You respond, feeling tears prick at your eyes and your voice thick with emotion.

“I watched my daughter Alex die in front of me,” Linus begins, his tone the same as yours, “And it was my fault. I had a chance to save her. But I chose the island over her. All in the name of Jacob. I sacrificed everything for him. And he didn't even care. Yeah I stabbed him, I was... so angry...confused...I was terrified that I was about to lose the only thing that had ever mattered to me - my power. But the thing that really mattered was already gone. I'm sorry that I killed Jacob. I am, and I do not expect you to forgive me because...I can never forgive myself.”

“Then what do you want?” You ask, feeling a range of emotions shoving against the mask you’ve carefully constructed.

“Just let me leave,” Linus pleads, but he never lowers the gun. Your heart never stops pounding against your ribs.

“Where will you go?” You ask again, barely able to make sentences without choking up.

“To Locke,” Linus replies and you feel your heart sink.

“Why?” You feel redundant asking so many questions, but it’s the only way to get to the heart of the issue.

“Because he's the only one that'll have me,” Linus finally says, raw and real and full of emotion. He’s off his guard, and the gun is lowered. You feel a wall slowly begin to fall down.

“I'll have you,” You reply, trying as best you can to keep your voice steady. Emotion still slips through the cracks. You turn around and pick up your gun and leave without another word.

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