I court the loveliest of crimes

Drabble for lost_in_108: Forget All Your Troubles (Juliet/Richard)

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 19:38:43 GMT

Title: Forget All Your Troubles
Characters: Juliet/Richard, mentions Ben
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Through "The Incident" to be safe
Summary: For lost_in_108 prompt #13: gift.

Ben makes sure she has everything she wants. If there's anything else, he says repeatedly, all she has to do is ask.

But it's so stupid. Women are dying and all she wants is one damn song.

She mentions it off-handedly once, without really thinking. Two weeks later, Richard, just back from from wherever he goes, sits next to her on her porch.

There's silence first, then he says, "Brought you something."

He hands it to her and leaves – and she's too amazed, too surprised to see the words Petula Clark to notice he's still watching her.

He tries not to remember her from thirty years earlier.

Drabble for lost_in_108: Scars Remain (Juliet)

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 02:27:42 GMT

~~GOOD LORD, I WROTE SOMETHING. APOCALYPSE.~~
I must be careful not to jinx it.
It's a crap title, I know. Drabble titles are hard. :(

Title: Scars Remain
Characters: Juliet, Sawyer
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Through LaFluer
A/N: For lost_in_108 prompt #11, "reminder".

By now Juliet's past seems a hundred years away. Despite it all, she's convinced she's done a fair job of leaving it behind, focusing instead on the here and now.

Ironically, it's the here and now that brings it all back.

She feels James hesitate, and he stops kissing her back and stares, his gaze suddenly hardening. At first she doesn't remember. But when she feels his fingers gently tracing the scab, the past (future?) is suddenly very present.

That's the purpose of the mark, after all – to remind her that she can never escape.

She feigns a headache.

James doesn't ask, and she hopes he never will.

Even a man who is pure in heart and says his prayers by night...

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 17:44:45 GMT

Day 01 → Your favourite song
Day 02 → Your favourite movie
Day 03 → Your favourite television programme
Day 04 → Your favourite book
Day 05 → Your favourite quote
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VS02xaTIdRI
Um, yes. This tickles my fancy. It tickles it a lot.
It would tickle it a lot more if I could find one damn site that would let me embed it. Because it's much more effective that way. *glares*

And if you're on my Facebook, sorry you're seeing it twice. Is it February yet?

Drive-by post. Or maybe I should call it a hit-and-run?

Tue, 17 Nov 2009 19:42:24 GMT

Damn, I knew The Prisoner was just a miniseries, but it ends tonight?! It's too soon. :(

Sooo, disappointed about that, but I'm excited to see what's going to happen next. Because right now I am VERY confused. Holding off and a full blown post about it until I watch the last episode...

♰ PLEASE STOP THE DYING. Who's writing this? Darlton? First 6's "brother", then 1112's boyfriend (what was his number? 909?), then 147's little girl, and then, apparently at least, Lucy/415... And I doubt they're finished. Somehow I get the feeling that 1112 is probably going to die. And then I'll be really sad because he already had to kill his boyfriend and he's just really, really adorable... But maybe I'm wrong. We shall see.

♰ I can't say I'm overly upset over the loss of Lucy, though, because I am 100% in favor of 6/313. They'll escape together, I'm sure of it.

♰ On that same note, sort of, I have a massive crush on Ruth Wilson. And James Caviezel, to a slightly lesser extent.

♰ IAN MCKELLEN. ENOUGH SAID.

♰ Icons. Need icons. Need screencaps first, though. Why can't I find any? :(

♰ And one last thing: Pigs. Pigs? PIGS?! O_O

And now I have to rush off to finish getting ready for work, and I know I'm leaving comments un-replied, but I will get to that as soon as I get home. Good day, all! ♥

She's alive! /endhiatus

Sun, 08 Nov 2009 21:47:52 GMT

HOLY SMOKES, BATMAN, GUESS WHO'S NOT DEAD?!

Hello, darling friends list. I have missed you guys! I honestly never expected to stay away so long. Can you guys believe it's the second week of November? Guh, time is getting away from me.

I've missed LJ! The plan is that tomorrow I shall make this post of epic proportions catching up on what's happened over the last six weeks. But, more importantly, what has been going on with you? I plan to do at least some reading on what I've missed, but I might still miss some things. How have you all been? Let's catch up~

That's all for today, I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm back. *hugs everyone* ♥

I'm just really into Prodigy... Now tell me who my father is!

Fri, 18 Sep 2009 03:01:27 GMT

day one. a song
day two. a picture
day three. a book/ebook/fanfic
day four. a site
The Ack Attack! You might know it would be LOST-related. This site is glorious. It's, as far as I know, the only place you can find the Benry Knows Best comics, and it the "Daily Dose of Lost", which is quotes from different movies, tv shows and such put with appropriate Lost screencaps and it's sooo funny. But the best part is the Lost episodes recaps. I swear, you've never laughed so hard in your life. My personal favorite is the recap of Some Like it Hoth. :D
day five. a youtube clip
day six. a quote
day seven. whatever tickles your fancy

Anyway, so, my "real" update doesn't consist of much.
~ I HAVE A FOUR-DAY WEEKEND!
~ Going to Monroe tomorrow, possibly seeing a movie.
~ I will have the house to myself for pretty much the whole day Saturday. And I am not leaving for anything. I'm going to sit at my computer and blare music and write on my fic. (Procrastination sucks, just f.y.i.)
~ Don't know what I'm going to with my other two days. Maybe rent some movies, or maybe hang out with Jodie if she isn't pissed that I don't want to leave the house Saturday (which she very well may be).
~ Just found out that Mary from Peter, Paul, and Mary died the other day. I was never a very big fan but they are one of my mom's favorite groups. So many people are dying this year. It's not cool. :(
~ Annnnd I think that's it!

I'm behind, as always...

Thu, 17 Sep 2009 03:47:19 GMT

Catching up with the "Week of Sharing" meme.

day one. a song
day two. a picture

My animals! ^___^
day three. a book/ebook/fanfic
The Life and Times of Tom, AKA Mr. Friendly
I couldn't think of a book to recommend (well, of course I could, but I've probably told most of you about them already), so I decided to go with a fic. This fic really stood out in my mind - for one, it's about a character who doesn't get a lot of fic, and two, it's just plain awesome. It's kind of sad that some of Lost's minor characters will never get any kind of backstory, so any fic that attempts to fill in those blanks is fine by me. Plus, I wanted to pick something that I wasn't a hundred percent certain that most of you guys had already read. I hope you guys like it as much as I did. :)
day four. a site
day five. a youtube clip
day six. a quote
day seven. whatever tickles your fancy

I have an early shift tomorrow and I need to go to bed, so I don't really have time for a proper update, but I promise to have one tomorrow. :)

Writer's Block: The truth is out there ...

Sat, 12 Sep 2009 21:30:54 GMT

If someone discusses UFOs at a party, do you assume they're a visionary or bonkers? Do you consider yourself a believer or a skeptic?

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I would reserve those kind of assumptions until after I've heard they had to say. They would definitely be the person at that party I most want to talk to! :P

Hopefully we could have an intelligent conversation on the subject. But, I swear, if they mention "Star Child" or the "face" on Mars or try to tell me that aliens built the Pyramids/Stonehenge/etc, the conversation is so over. Period.

I'm skeptical, but, like Fox Mulder (it's worth mentioning that when I was about ten years old I was madly in love with him), I want to believe. ;D In a way, it's kind of egotistical of us to think that we're the only intelligent life in the universe. I think it's possible that there is life on other planets and even in other galaxies, but do I necessarily believe it? Not really. If some peice of information comes along that convinces me, great, but I'm not holding my breath. I'm kind of hard to convince about things like this. It's going to take a hell of a lot more than crappy video footage and the testimonies of supposed abtuctees to do it.

And if extraterrestirals do exist, I don't think that they're so much more advanced or enlightened. I mean, why is it so impossible that they might be as fucked up as we are?

I can't believe I just made a whole post about aliens. :P

A real update is coming before the night is over. Promise~

A new beginning always starts at the end.

Tue, 08 Sep 2009 04:25:59 GMT

First off, thanks to everyone for the input on my last post. You guys are awesome! My fic is moving along smoothly, even if it is running a tad long on me. But that's okay too. I had planned to take a small break from it this week to write a thing or two for this promptathon that is happening, since there are some great LOST prompts and even a few – gasp! – Dark Shadows prompts, but I don't know if the muse is going to allow that. This current fic is kind of eating my brain.

Also, I intended to post last night, but I had a small scare (well, it was more like a big scare at the time) and thought that I might have virus on my computer. Thankfully I don't and I got new anti-virus software to keep from getting one. Because the last thing I need is for my month-old computer to crash and burn.

I basically did nothing at all today except wait for said software to download updates on my stupid dial-up internet. Which took, literally, most of the day. But I did go to town and I bought some super cute pink skeleton earrings and a purple petticoat. Halloween is awesome. :D

Oh, and I watched a lot of Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader? and the Golden Girls. Two different channels were having a Golden Girls marathon. How great is that?

In other news, just when I had almost decided that I might possibly stand a chance of driving myself to and in Dallas next month without getting run over and/or killed, my dad decided he'd drive me. That just means that I won't get completely lost and have a panic attack and ruin an otherwise wonderful trip. So, yay!

This post is soooo boring.

Your result for The Quick & Painless ENNEAGRAM Test...

4- the Individualist

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you chose BY - your Enneagram type is FOUR (aka "The Romantic")

"I am unique"

Romantics have sensitive feelings and are warm and perceptive.

How to Get Along with Me

• Give me plenty of compliments. They mean a lot to me.

• Be a supportive friend or partner. Help me to learn to love and value myself.

• Respect me for my special gifts of intuition and vision.

• Though I don't always want to be cheered up when I'm feeling melancholy, I sometimes like to have someone lighten me up a little.

• Don't tell me I'm too sensitive or that I'm overreacting!

What I Like About Being a FOUR

• my ability to find meaning in life and to experience feeling at a deep level

• my ability to establish warm connections with people

• admiring what is noble, truthful, and beautiful in life

• my creativity, intuition, and sense of humor

• being unique and being seen as unique by others

• having aesthetic sensibilities

• being able to easily pick up the feelings of people around me

What's Hard About Being a FOUR

• experiencing dark moods of emptiness and despair

• feelings of self-hatred and shame; believing I don't deserve to be loved

• feeling guilty when I disappoint people

• feeling hurt or attacked when someone misunderstands me

• expecting too much from myself and life

• fearing being abandoned

• obsessing over resentments

• longing for what I don't have

FOURs as Children Often

• have active imaginations: play creatively alone or organize playmates in original games

• are very sensitive

• feel that they don't fit in

• believe they are missing something that other people have

• attach themselves to idealized teachers, heroes, artists, etc.

• become antiauthoritarian or rebellious when criticized or not understood

• feel lonely or abandoned (perhaps as a result of a death or their parents' divorce)

FOURs as Parents

• help their children become who they really are

• support their children's creativity and originality

• are good at helping their children get in touch with their feelings

• are sometimes overly critical or overly protective

• are usually very good with children if not too self-absorbed

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Nothing from nowhere, I'm no one at all.

Thu, 03 Sep 2009 22:17:27 GMT

My internet decided to spontaneously die for about a couple of days. And it's been acting finicky today, randomly kicking me offline. Stupid, shitty internet. :(

Not that you guys have missed much. I'm going to keep September nice and boring. I need to save money. So I'm going to stay home when I'm not a work and read and write and sew and have all the fun I can have without leaving the house. :P

Cause I need all the cash I can save for October. Cause that month? Is basically going to be amazing.
~ October 1 & 2 = New Orleans!! ♥
~ October 20 = EMILIE AUTUMN CONCERT!!!!!
~ October 24 = Northeast LA Celtic Festival!

Yep. Lots of fun for Joy. :D

So, I've pretty much accomplished nothing today. Went to get the oil changed in my car, then to the library. Moved my old desktop into my brother's room. And I've basically spent the rest of the day window shopping online, which is a really stupid idea since I can't afford to buy anything right now. But I can ohh and ahh.

Fic writing is slow, but it's coming. My three-part fic has turned into a two-part, but I'm still going to write the third one; I just decided it didn't fit quite right in the same set as the other two. And there's this other fic that keeps pushing to the front of my mind and begs to be written first. Which is probably a good idea, since it won't be nearly as mythology-heavy and daunting as the others. LOST mythology is so big and complicated and intimidating. It scares me. :(

Also, I finally got my pictures from my birthday trip. And what sucks is that a lot of them didn't turn out at all. Feh, I should have taken the digital camera even if it is sucky. (Guess what I'll be asking for this Christmas.) But a couple did turn out pretty good, so here you have them.

A couple of the exterior of the Old Capitol building.

Unfortunately, most of the pictures of the interior are too dark, even though I used the damn flash. And it really sucks because I took pictures of the stained glass windows and ceiling and the spiral staircase... Stupid, cheap camera.

And these are of the famous mirror at the Myrtles Plantation. It's the only thing inside the house you are allowed to take pictures of. Can you see the ghosts? Yeah, me either. This is the part where I'm supposed to be surprised.

Supposedly there are images in the mirror that reappear no matter how many times the glass is changed. There's supposed to be face and a hand print and what could either be blood or water from the Mississippi River dripping down the inside of the glass. I'm a skeptic, but I lap this shit up. :D

All the pictures I took of the exterior turned out dark and fuzzy. That was, obviously, the work of the ghosts.

I suppose that's it for now. I'm off to write a little, so I can say I actually did something constructive with my day off.

Sacred_20 Prompt Table

Sun, 30 Aug 2009 03:33:19 GMT

Claim: LOST, general

01.	Miracle.	02.	Saint.	03.	Sinner.	04.	Superstition.	05.	Healing.
06.	Dogma.	07.	Genesis.	08.	Apocalypse.	09.	Blessing.	10.	Curse.
11.	Desecrate.	12.	Faith.	13.	Sanctuary.	14.	Atonement.	15.	Fate.
16.	Reverent.	17.	Confession.	18.	Forbidden Fruit.	19.	Writer's Choice.	20.	Writer's Choice.

Annnnnnnnnnnnd the adventure begins. :D

Subjects are for losers.

Sun, 30 Aug 2009 03:19:19 GMT

I'm seriously lazy. Just pointing that out.

I'm off tomorrow and I have things to do:
~ Get up early. This is the toughest part and if I screw it up, the whole day is shot.
~ Go walking.
~ Clean up my room. I'm not going to clean completely, but I think the massive clutter has a lot to do with why I'm feeling so... meh. So that has to go.
~ Lock myself in my room with a day's supply of music, caffeine, and brain food (aka, saltine crackers) and start on the first of three connected fics.
~~~ Bite off more than I can chew with that last part?~~
Shut up, Joy. You can do this.

All of this means that I'm going to have to put off watching the last two episodes of Being Human until another day. Hopefully it will be for a good cause... I officially hate working Saturday nights. It messes with my show. :(

In real life, nothing much is happening. Work is basically the extent of it.

Oh, except I do have news. And it's news that I've seriously been waiting 22 years to give.
I'M GOING TO NEW ORLEANS!!
Don't know when yet, but my boss and two of her daughters, another girl I work with, and I are going to stay at least one night in New Orleans sometime in the near future. And it's going to be fucking epic. Because I love New Orleans. And I can NOT stand that I've lived my entire life in Louisiana and have never stepped foot in it's most awesome city. I doubt I'll want to leave once I get there. Guh.

Anyway, that's all for tonight.

Ohhhh, wait. I guess it would help if I actually claimed my prompt table. So I'll be back in like five minutes.

Birthday wishes and random junk...

Wed, 26 Aug 2009 16:23:51 GMT

A very happy birthday to two very lovely LJers: tellshannon815 and zelda_zee!!! I hope you ladies have a great day! ♥ ♥

I don't really have much to say. I think I've decided on a prompt table and I've got some plot bunnies hopping around. Only I'm a little anxious about them. I don't know if I've got the skills, talent, etc to pull them off. I'm definitely going to give it my best shot, though, and do my best to tell that big, mean voice in my head to shut the fuck up.

Also, it's time again for a little thing I like to call LOST is Everywhere. Dad had The Green Mile on last night. Horace Goodspeed is in it! :P

Okay, I'm off to attempt to make myself do something constructive. (Oooh, look. I made a joke.)

I dream of home. ♥

Tue, 18 Aug 2009 00:50:30 GMT

First, a meme, because ~~I'm a total sheep~~ memes are fun.
Ask me my fannish Top Five [whatevers]. Any top fives. Doesn't matter what, really! And I will answer them all in a new post.

Watched National Treasure last night and had a fangirl moment. (You know, separate from the ones I always have when I watch that movie.) Anyone in a five-mile radius probably could have heard me squeal "OMG IT'S JACOB!!" Also, I'm pretty sure Liam Pace is on NCIS right about now. LOST is everywhere.

Got my birthday present today. So I'm officially learning to sew. YAY! The learning experience begins tomorrow. Should be tons and tons of fun.

I'm getting these boots. Cause they're amazing. And they're only fifty bucks which is insane, but I am so not complaining. :D

Tonight was soft taco night. And we had chips with white cheese dip. And it was spectacular. Excuse me while I explode.

Why do my shows love to break my heart?

Sun, 16 Aug 2009 14:23:38 GMT

I'm now caught up with Being Human!

Well, since I came across some spoilers when I first started watching the show, I already knew that Owen pushed Annie down the stairs. But it was still an awesome episode and I wanted to snuggle her so bad. Gilbert... was annoying. In a way he was sort of sweet and cool in an obnoxious 80's dude kind of way. And he listened to the Cure, so that counts for something. But, seriously? He was in love with Annie? After, what, three days? He fell in love with her that fast and that was what he'd been needing since 1980-something so that he could pass over? WTF? :|

And there you have my first official complaint about Being Human. :P

But it's all okay because of that one brief moment that Mitchell and George were practically spooning on the couch. *LOVES*

Seriously, those two are so cute I can barely stand it. ♥

Awwww, George and the mean nurse lady! Him being all jumpy and nervous before their date is the most adorable thing ever. Can I just congratulate them on using the sex-just-before-the-transformation thing? Because it's totally hot... *whistles* And awwww when he came home and was all "I HAD SEX WITH NINA" and dancing, and Mitchell just came in all "Owen killed Annie" and ruined it. Poor George! ^__^

~~So, I'm starting to kind of sort of like Herrick. He's cool in that annoying evil bastard kind of way.~~ Lauren, on the other hand, I still can not stand. I was not buying the whole "stop me from killing" thing when she came to Mitchell for help and then she was just being bitchy some more. And the vampire underground cult is all of a suddenly going to respect Mitchell's wishes and leave him alone? This was obviously a trick. And if it wasn't, well... let's not think about that just yet.

Now for last night's episode... Can we just take a second to marvel at the really bad special effects at the beginning, where they were showing all of the different phases of Mitchell's life? :P

God, this episode broke my freaking heart in every possible way. I felt sooooo bad for Mitchell when he realized that Bernie had gotten the vampire DVD instead of Laurel and Hardy. Oh, god. And then the angry mob ensues. And then George breaks up with the mean nurse lady. And Owen practically kicks them to the curb and his orange girlfriend is trying to take over the house and Annie is pretty much dying.

And then Bernie gets hit by a fucking car.

Why is my new happy place show making me whimper and cry like a freaking season finale of LOST?! :(

But I have to say I like that they turned the kid into a vampire. Kid vampires are interesting. (Even if I didn't like Interview With A Vampire, I liked Claudia.) And it's sweet, you know? In a way.

I love that people can see and touch Annie now that she's finally starting to let go of Owen!

And George and the mean nurse lady are back together!

And Mitchell's gone and joined the dark side!

Oh, the drama! *squee*

Also, "There is one E in pedos!" Oh, George. ♥ ♥

Also, I was totally geeking out at the fact that George and Mitchell were watching the silent Phantom of the Opera! :D

Time for work. Guh.

Catching up on the Luau some more!

Fri, 14 Aug 2009 18:20:19 GMT

I wanted to wait until I had a few of these so I could post them all at once and reduce the spam for my flist. ;D

Four drabbles/ficlets for former Queens!

For crowgirl, who requested divination.
Jacob, Richard; PG; 100 words; spoilers through "The Incident"(?)

The child studies each stone carefully before he reaches for one in the third row, fourth from the left, and turns it over.

"What does that symbol mean?"

Jacob had known Richard would choose that particular one.

"It's called an ankh," he explains. "It's the symbol of eternal life."

Richard's dark eyes widen. "Does that mean I'll live forever?"

"Would you like that?" Jacob asks seriously.

The boy considers this for a while, then he meets Jacob's gaze and nods. (Would it change his destiny if he'd said no?)

Jacob clears away the stones. He'll get his wish soon enough.

For tellshannon815, who requested the missing years.
Sawyer; PG; 110 words; spoilers through "LaFluer"

There was never supposed to be a Jim LaFluer.

It's easy to pretend – too easy, in fact, and that really should raise a red flag. But Locke will be back soon, Sawyer thinks, and this will be over.

Only Locke never comes back. And day after day Sawyer gets better at playing LaFluer.

Until one day he's not just Jim LaFluer anymore. He's Jim LaFluer, Head of Security. And that's when it hits him. He stares at himself in the mirror, donning a brand new jumpsuit that displays his title, hand shaking over the pistol on his belt, and wonders when the con became reality.

When did Sawyer become LaFluer?

For hitlikehammers, who requested airplanes.
Kate; PG; 150 words; "reset" fic; spoilers through "The Incident" to be safe;

Turbulence rocks the plane and jars her awake. Her head is spinning, her heart is pounding, and when she reaches up to rub her forehead handcuffs tug at her wrists.

And it feels wrong.

The plane lands and people fill the aisles but she can't move.

He gets up, reaches for his keys, when a voice behind him says, "excuse me".

"Excuse me," he says and moves out of the way so the girl can squeeze by, smiling at them. Kate's eyes land on the girl's pregnant belly and her own stomach lurches.

And she can't stop the tears that stream down her face as she watches the girl disappear down the aisle or the sobs that shake her whole body – and she doesn't care that Edward and everyone who passes by is staring at her.

Something is missing, will always be missing. But she never had it at all.

For roseys_fics, who requested Dan/Charlotte.
Daniel, Charlotte; PG; 250 words; spoilers through "The Variable"; includes dialog from S4 and S5 (some of it's sort of paraphrased because I couldn't remember the exact lines)

His heart stops beating. He stops moving, stops breathing. But he doesn't stop thinking.

Memories – faces, voices, words, phrases – come in bright, violent flashes, jumping from one to the other in no apparent order, and he tries in vain to make sense of it all (because it seems like it should make sense).

Secondary protocol. I'm calling my bloody constant. She and I are old friends. I suppose you're here for your bomb. Thirty-one minutes. Really bad jet lag. Doesn't scatter quite right. Morse Code. Don't tell me what I can't change. Three cards. Fifty years from now this island will still be here.

Charlotte. Charlotte. Charlotte.

That name keeps screaming in his mind, louder than everything else.

He almost remembers her.

He suddenly starts to wonder where he is, when he is, if he's any place or any time at all.

Then there's another voice, different and closer; it quiets the others and when he hears it the rest starts coming back.

I'm just making sure your father does what he's supposed to. I'm not allowed to have chocolate before dinner. It's okay, I won't tell. We are the variables. You sent me here anyway.

He opens his eyes. It's dark and all he can see is her sitting next to him. He reaches out and touches her face to make sure that she's real.

"Did it work?"

I'm going to detonate a hydrogen bomb.

She smiles a little. "If it did, neither of us would be here."

I hope you ladies enjoy these! :)

I should be catching up on reading and commenting in the next few days.

PS, before I forget: Happy Birthday to haldoor!! Hope you have good one! ♥

Fic: My Ghosts Are Gaining On Me

Mon, 10 Aug 2009 19:35:59 GMT

Title: My Ghosts Are Gaining On Me
Characters: Desmond, Charlie Pace, Charlie Hume
Rating: PG
Word Count: 359
Spoilers: Through 5.14 "The Variable"
Disclaimer: LOST is not mine, obviously. Title belongs to Evanescence.
Summary: He's spent three years hiding from the island, and when it finally catches up to him it hits hard.
A/N: A late Luau offering for jenthegypsy, who requested Desmond. I hope you like it!

It's not possible. He's dead. Desmond knows this because he saw it happen, and he's seen it over and over again every day for three years. He knows it was real.

Yet here he is, in broad daylight outside the hospital, squatting in front of Desmond's son, talking to him with that familiar grin on his face.

For a long time Desmond is frozen – he's afraid, he can admit that – and when he does find his voice doesn't seem right, the name he calls sounds foreign even though he's said it a million times.

"Charlie?"

They both look up and Desmond realizes how much they look alike. And he has absolutely no idea how that can even be possible but it is, he's not just imagining it. Little Charlie toddles toward his father while big Charlie's smile widens.

"Cute kid."

Desmond picks up his son and instinctively takes a step back as Charlie gets closer.

"What?" He pretends to be offended. "Don't you say hello anymore?"

"How..." Desmond fumbles for the words. There are no words for this, for anything that's happened to him in the last few days. He's spent three years hiding from the island, and when it finally catches up to him it hits hard. First the sudden memory of Faraday, then Jack and Sun trying to go back, and Linus, who Desmond honestly hopes is rotting on the ocean floor (and if he isn't, he'll wish he was if he they ever meet again).

And now Charlie. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here," he starts slowly, tweaking little Charlie's nose and only half-paying attention to Desmond, "because it's time."

Desmond's stomach is in knots and he has to ask, even though it's bloody obvious and it's the last thing he wants to hear. He can ignore Faraday and that woman and Jack, but he's afraid if Charlie says it, it will be true and he won't be able to hide anymore. "Time for what?"

Charlie rolls his eyes as if reading his mind. "Time for you to go back," and then he looks Desmond in the eye and adds with a smile, "brother."

Fic: Sometimes They Just Need A Little Push

Mon, 10 Aug 2009 02:46:56 GMT

Title: Sometimes They Just Need A Little Push
Characters: Jacob, Miles, Charlotte, Daniel, Frank
Rating: PG
Word Count: 800. It could easily be separated into four stand-alone 200-word drabbles. Word limits are fun.
Spoilers: Through "The Incident"
Disclaimer: LOST is not mine, obviously.
Summary: Jacob visits the freighties.
A/N: A very belated offering to aurilly who requested Jacob and Jacob/freighties. I set out to write something slashy Jacob/Miles, but alas... I ended up with this instead. Hopefully your former Majesty approves anyway.

This isn't how he usually works, lurking in the shadows of a child's bedroom. He prefers hiding in plain sight, but it's virtually impossible to approach a three-year-old without alerting the mother. She's sleeping peacefully in the next room now, completely oblivious to Jacob's presence.

The child, however, is very much awake, sitting in his crib with his face pressed against the wooden bars, watching him more with curiosity than fear. He doesn't cry out, even when Jacob approaches the crib and reaches in to hold him. He doesn't resist, he just leans back against Jacob's arm and studies the man's face seriously.

"Are you a ghost?"

Jacob smiles at the irony. "Have you seen ghosts before, Miles?"

Miles shakes his head. Jacob runs his hand gently over the boy's forehead. A gift, he thinks but he doesn't say it, knowing that's the last word Miles will ever use to describe it. A curse, a burden that he never asked to bear. One day, Jacob thinks. Maybe one day Miles will understand why Jacob chose him.

"Give it time," Jacob says and tucks Miles back into his crib, making sure the child is sound asleep before he leaves.

* * * * * * * * * *

"I've seen you somewhere before."

Actually, she hasn't. And she has. Of course, there's no way she'd understand that yet.

"I just have one of those faces," Jacob says.

"You're lying."

"Hasn't your mother ever told you not to talk to strangers?"

His tone pisses her off. He can see I'm fifteen years old, I'm not a child, thank you very much written all over her face but she just scowls and looks out the bus window, tucking a red curl behind her ear.

"I'll tell you where you've seen me if you promise me something."

"What?"

"Go home, Charlotte."

She laughs more than a little bitterly. This isn't the first time she's run away, and it won't be the last. Not that she has anywhere to go. But she keeps trying, keeps searching. One day she'll find the only place she's ever belonged.

"Alright, deal," she says. "So let's have it."

Jacob puts his hand on her shoulder. "I'm from the island."

Her head jerks around to face him, blue eyes wide. She stares at him, speechless, as the bus comes to a halt. Jacob gets to his feet and turns to her one last time.

"Don't give up."

* * * * * * * * * *

Knowledge has always been Jacob's curse. He knows exactly what is going to happen to each and every one of them sometimes before they're even born. He feels no regret for the sacrifices that have to be made, but at times, like now, knowing the end of the story before it ever begins is a burden.

He stands against the wall of the crowded hallway, waiting, and sees the tragedy that will eventually come of a supposedly chance encounter.

Then Jacob sees him coming down the hall, head down, and he speaks up casually as he passes. "Excuse me? Are you Daniel Faraday?"

The man looks up. "That's right."

"I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time." Jacob shakes Daniel's hand, and they move a little to the left, to just the right spot.

"Oh!"

The woman's books tumble to the floor and Daniel spins around. "Oh god, I'm so sorry," he mutters and bends down to gather her scattered papers.

"It's okay, you don't have to do that," Theresa says.

Their eyes meet for a second and there it is – the beginning. Jacob smiles and walks away completely unnoticed. Only he can see the end.

* * * * * * * * * *

"Two hundred bucks and my left nut says they don't have shot in hell."

"What makes you so sure?"

"The Sox'll never win the Series. It's destiny or something."

Jacob laughs, continuing to feign interest in baseball long enough to slide one last drink in front of the man sitting next to him. "One more, Frank?"

Frank hesitates. "No, I really shouldn't. I have a flight in the morning."

Jacob pushes the beer in front of him anyway. Frank may have lost count of the drinks he's had, but Jacob hasn't. He's kept him talking, kept his mind on baseball so that he doesn't think about his flight the next morning.

He'll already be too hungover to fly. Jacob pats him on the back. "Trust me, one more won't matter."

Frank raises his eyebrows and picks up the bottle. "What the hell."

They talk more about the World Series and the Red Sox's doomed fate, and half an hour later Jacob makes sure Frank is in a cab and on his way to the hotel.

He already knows what Frank will tell them the next morning, already knows that Seth Norris will pilot Flight 815 in his place. It's destiny.

Joy lives for a day.

Sat, 08 Aug 2009 02:17:33 GMT

Hello, flist! I intended to post yesterday but our home phone is mysteriously out of order so I couldn't get online. So I'm behind on commenting but I promise to catch up tonight. Right now I'm hanging out in my hotel room taking full advantage of this glorious invention called public high speed internet. Just so you guys know, it took me two minutes to download an animated LOST mood theme for my journal. At home that would have taken more hours than my poor dial-up would have stayed connected. And I uploaded it too, now just to put it up here. I'm off to download more stuff. :D

And hopefully (*knock wood*) finish at least one extremely late Luau fic.

Seriously guys, I feel awesome. A change of scenery is exactly what I needed.

So, took the tour at the Myrtles Plantation earlier and it was pretty freaking awesome. No ghosts (yeah, big surprise there) but it was a lot of fun! You're not allowed to take pictures inside the house (except of the famous mirror which, if you believe the tour guide, will play all sorts of tricks with your camera), but it's gorgeous. Going shopping and whatnot tomorrow in Baton Rouge. Fun, fun~

PS, am I not using the most adorable icon ever? ♥

Mini Picspam for the loverly that_evening

Wed, 05 Aug 2009 02:22:31 GMT

All hail Queen Jess!

I come bearing a mini Richard picspam in her honor. Because I will look for any excuse to remind the world of how ~~sexy~~ badass he is.

Is there a minimum number of pictures you have to post in order for it to qualify as a picspam? Because, if there is, I'm pretty sure I missed it. Anything much bigger would break my dial-up. D:

The Only Four Richard Ships That Matter

Richard/Glasses

Richard/Torch

Richard/Gun

Richard/Blue Shirt

Maybe there's a light at the end of my tunnel after all?

Mon, 03 Aug 2009 19:34:25 GMT

I actually did a little writing last night. So it looks like the muse might not have abandoned me entirely.

My birthday is less than a week away! Whee! I'm leaving Friday and staying in a hotel that night. I'm taking the tour at the Myrtles Plantation that night. Ahem, totally hoping to see a ghost. ;D Yeah, then I'm spending Saturday in Baton Rouge. Hopefully the change of scenery will do me worlds of good. I'm going computer shopping tomorrow, so if I get a laptop I'll leave early Friday and hole up in hotel room and poke the muse. (And take advantage of the hotel's free high speed internet, aka download tons of crap.) I've got plenty of ideas and I pretty much know what I want to write, I'm just having the hardest time putting it down. It's frustrating. My mind keeps wandering the things I want to write that are not Luau-related. But I did write on a Luau fic last night, it just needs a little more work. And then I gave up and worked on a work-in-progress that's not for the Luau. My brain is tired, therefore it refuses to concentrate. Guh.

Anyway, for now on to happier things. Like the second episode of Being Human!

Oh, George. *snuggles* He's so innocent and impressionable. And Tully is a very, very bad influence. I felt so bad for George when he was trying to flirt with that nurse. And when Mitchell and Annie were picking on him for being Tully's mini-me. And when Tully told him he was the werewolf who attacked him. Poor George. :(

Also? He visits old ladies in the hospital on his day off. Have can you not be in love with this guy?

Can I just take back what I said in my last post about there not being anything cute about Mitchell? I stand corrected. :D He was so excited about all their visitors and he's totally in Casablanca... You can't actually see him of course, but he does knock over a chair and you can see that. Yeah... he's pretty adorable as well. ;D

So, Tully is a major douche. I almost felt bad for him when he was talking about how he used to have a wife and son, and I guess he was trying to use George to replace his son or something. But only almost. I mean, he was purposely trying to drive George and Mitchell apart. And look what he did Annie. And he was trying to turn our sweet George into his mini-me. So, no sympathy from me, Tully.

This show is addictive. *loves*

Told you I'd post this tonight!

Fri, 31 Jul 2009 02:52:04 GMT

So, I have a new love and it just might keep happy while I'm pining away during the LOST hiatus. It's called Being Human and it is all kinds of amazing. I know I have at least two friends that are fans of the show, so... let us discuss!

Well, honestly I had never heard of the show until my aunt messaged me on Facebook. She said it sounded like something I would like, that it was basically about a vampire, werewolf, and a ghost who live together and try to have normal lives. So I did a little searching and I got really interested. Then I saw the trailer on BBCA one day and I pretty much knew I was going to love it.

Also, in the course of this I said a few choice words regarding Twilight. I just want to say that I mean no offense to anyone on my flist who is a fan. I love you regardless. :D

GEORGE! ♥ Poor boy. I want to snuggle and love him. He made me squee and awww pretty much every time he was on screen. He is just so cute and so sweet and, so far at least, my favorite character. That whole scene when Owen came to the house and George was trying - a failing, miserably - to act natural. God, that was so great. And when he came home to find Owen at the house again. And he screamed like a little girl? *dies* ^___^

Of course, I love werewolves anyway. Have I mentioned that before? I'm sure I've mentioned my vampire love/hate, but I love my wolfies too (thank you, Dark Shadows, on both counts). The transformation scenes made me squeal with delight. That's not weird, is it? They were so well done! I loved the detail and how realistic it looked. And smart thinking on George's part to get naked before he starts to change, so he doesn't ruin all his clothes. Smart thinking also on the writers' part just to have him naked for like 1/4 of the episode. *nod*

Mmm, Mitchell. This show hits me on both levels - you've got George, the guy that is beyond adorable and inspires lots of fangirlish squealing and just makes me want to hug him and wrap him in a bow and take him home, and you've got Mitchell, who is just flat out HOT. There's nothing cute about him, he's just... RAWR. *licks*

When done properly (as they so rarely are these days, IMO) vampires have the ability to make me weak in the knees. Especially when they are this pretty. Tall, dark, and pretty. And Irish. IRISH. And he's got balls. He's not some Edward Cullen pussy vampire. He doesn't fucking sparkle. Take notes, Stephenie Meyer. Seriously.

I'm much more interested in Mitchell's personal history than this vampire uprising or whatever the underground vampire community is starting. Of course I'm guessing his history goes hand-in-hand with theirs, but still, I want to know more about this guy. And since he's over a hundred years old there's a lot of history there. I love old guys. :P

I also love Annie! How weird for me like all of the main characters! I'm already spoiled about part of her story, thanks to a little too much online reading, but I don't really mind.

I wanted to cry so much when that girl that George liked died. *pets him* :( And poor Mitchell feels so responsible. Of course, if you want to get right down to it, he sort of is. Which, you know, makes it even more sad. And, um, who is this creepy guy in the ugly hat who seems to be following George? Guh, and why do I have to work Saturday night? D:

Also? Fandom has clearly rotted my brain. Because throughout the entire pilot I kept thinking to myself, "I could totally ship George/Mitchell". *headdesk* I'm so new to this, why am I even thinking that already? And why are they so perfect together?!

And why do I keep asking these unanswerable questions that begin with why?

I'm going to need icons soon. Yes indeed.

I guess that's pretty much it. Now I'm going to bed. Good night! ♥

Mythical Creature Meme...

Thu, 30 Jul 2009 23:25:14 GMT

... because I can't write. I keep trying and it doesn't work. And I'm about ready to scream or pull a Hemingway or something. (Ah, that makes me think of the Golden Girls. Need to watch that episode. Like, now.) The list is growing. Sigh. I think I'm just tired. Work has been stressful but the worst part is behind us now, thankfully. So things should be getting much better soon and hopefully I should be able to resume my normal life.

I'm still minus a laptop, by the way. I took the defective one back to Best Buy to exchange it and wouldn't you know they were out. Whatever.

Centaur:
[] You are rather wild, and let your instincts run you.
[] You get drunk a lot.
[] Bravery and boldness is second nature to you.
[x] You have a deep love for astronomy and the universe.
[] You like to read your daily horoscope.
[] You have a high level of pride in yourself.
[] In the woods is the best place for you to be.
[] The horse is your favorite animal.
[] You are possessive and territorial.
Total: 1

Elf:
[] Your ears are slightly pointed at the tips.
[?] You are very intelligent.
[] Your five senses are extremely keen.
[] Your weight is quite a bit lighter than the average person at your particular height.
[] You always wear elegant clothes
[] You speak as politely as possible.
[x] You are most at peace when you are gazing at something beautiful.
[] You look very young for your age.
[x] You rarely get sick.
[x] You are a very hard worker.
[] Above all other superpowers, you would love to read minds or see the future.
Total: 3

Fairy:
[] You are happy a lot of the time.
[x] The best superpower to you would be to fly.
[x] You are very shy.
[x] You love the forest and plant life in general.
[] You are always willing to help others, even if you might not be the best to offer aid.
[] You are young and short.
[] Dancing is one of your favorite pastimes.
[] If someone ticks you off, you are very clever with getting them back.
[x] Your clothing isn't always presentable, but you are comfortable with what you wear.
[] Circles are a wonderful symbol of unity to you.
Total: 4

Gnome/Dwarf:
[x] You are excellent with crafts and handiwork.
[x] In social situations, you tend to be a little awkward.
[] You are short for your age.
[] You are an isolationist.
[] You love to play practical jokes on people.
[] You are extremely fascinated with jewelry.
[] You look older than your age.
[x] You love the woods and the mountains.
[] You are well off, or come from a family that is well off.
[] You have a short temper.
Total: 3

Harpy/Siren:
[] You are best at talking bad about people behind their backs and not to their face.
[] When you are annoyed, you will go to a great extent to torment whoever did so to you.
[] You often take things that aren't yours.
[] You are easily angered.
[x] Death fascinates you.
[x] You are female, or a feminine-looking man.
[] You associate yourself with the wind element.
[x] You can switch quickly between your light and dark side.
[] You love to trick others.
[] You have a ravenous appetite.
Total: 3

Mermaid:
[] You love the beach more so because of the water than the shore itself.
[] Fish are some of the most beautiful creatures to you.
[] The ultimate superpower to you would be to breathe underwater.
[] You enjoy looking at ships, but not riding them, as well as you like ships for traveling, not hunting in the sea.
[] You are good at swimming.
[] You like to collect shells.
[] You use sea items as jewelry or decoration.
[] You enjoy learning about the ocean and the life inside it.
[x] You are extremely against ocean pollution, and someday, perhaps you will work to stop that.
[] Legs on land are not as important as a fin in the sea.
Total: 1

Vampire:
[x] You're a night person.
[x] You have a fascination with blood.
[x] You are extremely pale.
[x] You wish you had a bat as a pet.
[x] You are not religious at all.
[x] Tight spaces are not scary or uncomfortable for you.
[x] The sun's glare annoys you all too often.
[] You hate food with lots of garlic in it.
[x] To you, a kiss on the neck is more romantic than a kiss on the cheek or lips.
[] You don't like sharp objects near you.
Total: 8

Werewolf:
[x] The full moon is the most beautiful scene to you.
[] You have a lot of body hair.
[x] The ability to shape shift is the best superpower to you.
[] You prefer gold over silver items.
[x] You lack self control.
[x] You find it easier to have sympathy for animals than for humans.
[] You have a deep respect for wolves and wild dogs.
[x] You like to be alone.
[] You have a terrible secret and you only tell people you trust 100% about it.
[] You'd rather be outdoors than indoors.
Total: 5

Wizard/Witch:
[] You love chemistry.
[] You are intuitive and good at analyzing people, to the point that people seriously or jokingly say you're psychic.
[x] The most amazing supernatural power to you is controlling the elements.
[x] You are a nature lover.
[x] You have a strong sense of responsibility
[x] You spend a lot of time alone.
[x] You usually hang around with a certain animal all the time when you feel lonely.
[] You are spiritual, but not necessarily religious.
[] Cooking is one of your favorite things to do.
[x] You enjoy learning about Wicca and the occult.
Total: 6

Zombie:
[x] You are pale.
[x] You are hungry a lot.
[] Many activities you do every day make you feel mindless, or like a drone.
[] Most of the time you or a part of you is cold.
[] You love to eat meat.
[] You would resort to cannibalism if that was the only source of food.
[] You make grunts and moans a lot.
[x] You enjoy learning about psychology because you study the brain.
[] You usually walk slowly.
[x] You are not afraid of seeing a lot of blood or getting a lot of blood on yourself. (Unless it's my own blood. Then we have a problem.)
Total: 4

Satyr/Faun:
[x] You are very passionate about the things you like.
[] You like to get drunk and dance.
[] You're very amorous.
[x] You like art and music.
[x] You enjoy feasting with friends.
[] You love nature, but more for the animals than the trees and plants.
[] You like getting rowdy and having a good time.
[x] You laugh a lot.
[] You love the chase almost as much as the capture.
[] You wish you had horns
Total: 4

Centaur: 1
Elf: 3
Fairy: 4
Gnome/Dwarf: 3
Harpy/Siren: 3
Mermaid: 1
Vampire: 8 Yeah. I'd show those sparkly Twilight pansies how it's done.
Werewolf: 5
Wizard/Witch: 6
Zombie: 4
Satyr/Faun: 4

By the way, I know I have like three other memes I need to be doing... Guh, lazy.

Also, a Being Human-related post is coming soon. Tonight. Before I go to bed. I promise. :D

I'm off to work, but before I forget...

Thu, 23 Jul 2009 19:19:40 GMT

A very happy birthday to ozmissage!
*throws confetti*

ADSLKJKLJD; keyboardsmash

Thu, 23 Jul 2009 02:53:42 GMT

BRB, FANGIRLING!

EDIT: WTF? Can you guys see the video? Cause I can't now. But that could just be my crappy internet connection.