janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid ♥)
Title: he said I was his friend
Pairing: Desmond/Sayid (plus alt!Sayid/Shannon and Desmond/Penny)
Rating: R-ish
Word Count: 2500 ca
Spoilers: up until the finale, said ep. included.
Warnings: I don't think it deems warning.
Summary: what really happened at the well when Sayid didn't shoot Desmond.
Disclaimer: Lost is not mine. This would have definitely happened.
A/N: extremely late luau fic for [livejournal.com profile] zelda_zee, who wanted Sayid and/or friendships. Er, this didn't want not to be shippy but the aspect is definitely included. And I hope you like it, in spite of writing it a month after you requested it. *hides* Using also for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix, friends first. Title from either David Bowie or Nirvana, as you like it best.

He was about to shoot. It was question of a couple of seconds. )
janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid ♥)
Title: he said I was his friend
Pairing: Desmond/Sayid (plus alt!Sayid/Shannon and Desmond/Penny)
Rating: R-ish
Word Count: 2500 ca
Spoilers: up until the finale, said ep. included.
Warnings: I don't think it deems warning.
Summary: what really happened at the well when Sayid didn't shoot Desmond.
Disclaimer: Lost is not mine. This would have definitely happened.
A/N: extremely late luau fic for [livejournal.com profile] zelda_zee, who wanted Sayid and/or friendships. Er, this didn't want not to be shippy but the aspect is definitely included. And I hope you like it, in spite of writing it a month after you requested it. *hides* Using also for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix, friends first. Title from either David Bowie or Nirvana, as you like it best.

He was about to shoot. It was question of a couple of seconds. )
janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid)
Haaai, this is me trying to post luau fic at the last moment. Expect another now and a couple/three between today and tomorrow, if I manage to do everything I want to do.

Title: the dice roll so deceptively
Pairing: Desmond/Kate/Sayid
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 1837
Spoilers: up until the finale.
Warnings: well, it's a threesome and sex happens..?
Summary: alt!AU where Desmond finds a way to spice up his time in jail with both Sayid and Kate.
Disclaimer: Lost is not mine. This would have probably happened...
A/N: LAATE luau fic for queens [livejournal.com profile] aurilly and [livejournal.com profile] j_corrosion, who wanted Sayid getting some love. They said het and slash were both fair game and Sayid/Kate was, too, and... uh. I hope shameless porn where one of the participants can't join in works for the both of you? Using also for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix, threesome, and [livejournal.com profile] au_abc, inmates. Title from Patti Smith.

Kate can’t believe that this is happening. )
janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid)
Haaai, this is me trying to post luau fic at the last moment. Expect another now and a couple/three between today and tomorrow, if I manage to do everything I want to do.

Title: the dice roll so deceptively
Pairing: Desmond/Kate/Sayid
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 1837
Spoilers: up until the finale.
Warnings: well, it's a threesome and sex happens..?
Summary: alt!AU where Desmond finds a way to spice up his time in jail with both Sayid and Kate.
Disclaimer: Lost is not mine. This would have probably happened...
A/N: LAATE luau fic for queens [livejournal.com profile] aurilly and [livejournal.com profile] j_corrosion, who wanted Sayid getting some love. They said het and slash were both fair game and Sayid/Kate was, too, and... uh. I hope shameless porn where one of the participants can't join in works for the both of you? Using also for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix, threesome, and [livejournal.com profile] au_abc, inmates. Title from Patti Smith.

Kate can’t believe that this is happening. )
janie_tangerine: (lost faraday)
Okay, first of the two luau catching up fics I have atm. I might have more this evening.

Title: Upon The Dull Earth
Rating: hard PG13
Pairing: Daniel/Charlotte (peripheral Des/Penny, too)
Words: 2775
Summary: They keep on driving and they don’t meet anyone. Sometimes, Daniel looks at her like there’s something he knows that he won’t bring himself to say, and then it turns out he has some short memory loss problems, but it doesn’t matter. At least he isn’t completely nuts, right? And he has a nice smile. Also, he isn’t dead as most people they bump in these days.
Spoilers: let's say the entirety of S5. With an AU twist.
Disclaimer: nothing is mine here. Not even the way the apocalypse happens.
A/N: this was written for the lovely [livejournal.com profile] valhalla37 at the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee luau, with much apologies for being so late. She asked for tropes, and uuuh. This is a sort-of-fusion with King's The Stand, but you just need to know that everyone dies because of the superflu, there are no spoilers for the book. That said, it's apocalypse fic, and it has road trips, cuddling and being forced to share vital space. I hope it fits the bill? Using also for [livejournal.com profile] au_abc, Apocalypse. Title stolen from a Philip K. Dick short story that doesn't have zilch to do with anything else here.

If, before the epidemic spread like oil, you had told Charlotte Lewis that the world would end because of bloody influenza, she would have laughed in your face before going back to her research. )
janie_tangerine: (lost faraday)
Okay, first of the two luau catching up fics I have atm. I might have more this evening.

Title: Upon The Dull Earth
Rating: hard PG13
Pairing: Daniel/Charlotte (peripheral Des/Penny, too)
Words: 2775
Summary: They keep on driving and they don’t meet anyone. Sometimes, Daniel looks at her like there’s something he knows that he won’t bring himself to say, and then it turns out he has some short memory loss problems, but it doesn’t matter. At least he isn’t completely nuts, right? And he has a nice smile. Also, he isn’t dead as most people they bump in these days.
Spoilers: let's say the entirety of S5. With an AU twist.
Disclaimer: nothing is mine here. Not even the way the apocalypse happens.
A/N: this was written for the lovely [livejournal.com profile] valhalla37 at the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee luau, with much apologies for being so late. She asked for tropes, and uuuh. This is a sort-of-fusion with King's The Stand, but you just need to know that everyone dies because of the superflu, there are no spoilers for the book. That said, it's apocalypse fic, and it has road trips, cuddling and being forced to share vital space. I hope it fits the bill? Using also for [livejournal.com profile] au_abc, Apocalypse. Title stolen from a Philip K. Dick short story that doesn't have zilch to do with anything else here.

If, before the epidemic spread like oil, you had told Charlotte Lewis that the world would end because of bloody influenza, she would have laughed in your face before going back to her research. )
janie_tangerine: (psycho fanfic)
Oh dear WHAT HAVE I DONE FF WHAT HAVE I DONE. The luau is already making damage here.

Title
: the perks of being a space pirate
Rating
: light NC17
Pairing
: Charlie/Desmond, then ORGY. And when I say ORGY, I mean ORGY. In capital letters.
Words
: 6500
Summary
: the Lost/Firefly fusion where Sawyer has a ship, Miles is his second-in-command, Desmond is the ship's priest, a bunch of other people are there, the key word on the ship is free love and Charlie is the musician Sawyer just hired. And where the hero of Canton is Sayid, but he hates that song.
Spoilers
: er, AU? For Lost none really, for Firefly general premises and some stuff but really, it's a fusion so no one from Firefly actually appears.
Disclaimer
: I don't own anything. Joss Whedon, please forgive me for this. Darlton not so much.
A/N
: the gracious Queen [livejournal.com profile] toestastegood asked for 'the future' [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee luau. Today, I spent six hours in a library copying notes regarding Kant. I had the idea while doing that. Obviously it probably means I need my head checked, but still. I also wrote it while listening on repeat to the original Hero Of Canton song, and I probably shouldn't have. This is crack, sort of, so my only advice would be: don't take it too seriously. And I hope it fits the bill. ;) and since I'm here, using for [livejournal.com profile] au_abc, outerspace, and [livejournal.com profile] au_bingo, criminals. Oh dear what have I done. Also: all the planet names were used on Firefly and Wikipedia says it. I don't have the imagination for coming up with that kind of stuff.

Our love for him now ain't hard to explain, the Hero Of Canton, the man they call Sayid. )
janie_tangerine: (psycho fanfic)
Oh dear WHAT HAVE I DONE FF WHAT HAVE I DONE. The luau is already making damage here.

Title
: the perks of being a space pirate
Rating
: light NC17
Pairing
: Charlie/Desmond, then ORGY. And when I say ORGY, I mean ORGY. In capital letters.
Words
: 6500
Summary
: the Lost/Firefly fusion where Sawyer has a ship, Miles is his second-in-command, Desmond is the ship's priest, a bunch of other people are there, the key word on the ship is free love and Charlie is the musician Sawyer just hired. And where the hero of Canton is Sayid, but he hates that song.
Spoilers
: er, AU? For Lost none really, for Firefly general premises and some stuff but really, it's a fusion so no one from Firefly actually appears.
Disclaimer
: I don't own anything. Joss Whedon, please forgive me for this. Darlton not so much.
A/N
: the gracious Queen [livejournal.com profile] toestastegood asked for 'the future' [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee luau. Today, I spent six hours in a library copying notes regarding Kant. I had the idea while doing that. Obviously it probably means I need my head checked, but still. I also wrote it while listening on repeat to the original Hero Of Canton song, and I probably shouldn't have. This is crack, sort of, so my only advice would be: don't take it too seriously. And I hope it fits the bill. ;) and since I'm here, using for [livejournal.com profile] au_abc, outerspace, and [livejournal.com profile] au_bingo, criminals. Oh dear what have I done. Also: all the planet names were used on Firefly and Wikipedia says it. I don't have the imagination for coming up with that kind of stuff.

Our love for him now ain't hard to explain, the Hero Of Canton, the man they call Sayid. )
janie_tangerine: (lost -> general)
Augh. I was sure I had LESS stuff to re-post. Anyway. These are all either for the Five Acts meme or from the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle back in January. Not using my usual header format, but if I did this would clog up half of your f-lists and really, not. These is all Lost and all slash. Het is coming tomorrow along with the fandoms that are NOT Supernatural. Which is coming on Sunday.

--

Desmond/Sayid:

The Flesh Is Weak
Desmond/Sayid; S4 spoilers. 613 words, NC17; not mine.
Sayid probably doesn’t even know, but the way his hands are sure and practiced as he picks the broken engine part up and breaks it in pieces and observes it, the way they’re dirty with grease but still functional is making things to Desmond’s stomach.
A/N: originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle, for the prompt gear; using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #36, quickie.
Because the flesh is weak, the old saying recites, and it’s generally true.

I Gazed A Gazeless Stare
Desmond/Sayid; 6x12 spoilers. 1372 words, NC17, warning for light bondage and breath-play; not mine.
“Brother, I just was tryin’ to get a reaction out of you. Seems like I did it, aye?”
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] wandersfound for the Five Acts meme (prompts: breathplay, hurt/comfort/kissing); using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #3, kink. Title from Nirvana/David Bowie.
Desmond’s eyes open up and stare right back into Sayid’s and if he’s surprised at having been tied against the tree, he doesn’t show it.

We'll Meet On Edges, Soon
alt!Desmond/alt!Sayid; 6x13 spoilers. 814 words, light R; not mine.
“Aren’t you afraid that someone will catch you, eventually?”; “I reckon that one day they will, but by then my job will be done.” Desmond shrugs, and Sayid doesn’t ask what the job is. He’s sure he won’t get an answer anyway.
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] aboutbunnies for the Five Acts meme (prompts: fugitives, kissing); using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #12, motel.
At times, Desmond disappears and Sayid stays at the motel.

---

Jack/Boone:

You Look At Me Now And Don't Think I Don't Know
Jack/Boone; S3 finale spoilers. 295 words, PG13, warning for drug use and Nirvana!Jack; not mine.
“You can’t do this to yourself,” Boone keeps on, a hand on Jack’s wrist squeezing it lightly and it’d feel just so good, so warm, so alive if only Jack’s fingers weren’t brushing against Boone’s own wrist. There’s no pulse. He can’t even have a proper delusion, these days.
A/N: originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle for the with the prompt pills; using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #15, intoxicated. Title from Steve Earle.
“You should quit them,” Boone says softly, sitting on the edge of Jack’s battered mattress.

Outside Looking In
Jack/Boone, Sawyer; spoiler-free, set in S1. 701 words, NC17, warning for rimming and voyeurism; not mine.
Where Sawyer is innocently taking a walk and stumbles over something he really wasn't expecting to see. Ever.
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] haldoor for the Five Acts meme (prompts: rimming, voyeurism). Using for [livejournal.com profile] 2x5obsessions #5, entwined.
Well, he figures, next time he needs a free peep show, he can keep an eye on those two.

--

Other pairings:

When You're Down And Out
Miles/Daniel; spoilers up to 5x08. 589 words, PG13; not mine.
If you had asked him on the freighter, he’d have laughed in your face. Because really. Sharing a bed with Daniel Faraday in the seventies in the worst tropical heat ever existed?
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] ozmissage for the Five Acts meme (prompts: kissing, hot nights, sharing a bed, domesticity). Using for [livejournal.com profile] chem15try #12, transition state. Title from Simon & Garfunkel.
Miles is actually fine with it, all things considered.

At Dusk The Stars All Appear
Jack/Sawyer; set early-ish in the series so spoiler-free. 670 words, light r; not mine.
Jack never asked him what was in his letter, and Sawyer won’t ask him why he inks stars on his biceps.
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] gemjam for the Five Acts meme (prompts: tattoos, stars). Title from Bruce Springsteen.
Sometimes Sawyer thinks he should ask Jack why the hell would he get stars tattooed on his arm.

It's A Long Way Down To Nothing At All
Jack/Sayid; early S6 spoilers (set before 6x05). 639 words, light NC17; not mine.
“I don’t care what they said,” Jack whispers low as he pushes Sayid back against the wall of the Temple’s room with the pool, feeling like he needs closeness to say this, “you’re not dead or going dark side or whatever he means. You’re not. Hear me? Not under my watch.”
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] mollivanders for the Five Acts meme (prompts: worrying for someone, wall sex). Title from U2.
Jack needs to make his point.

Black Becomes Me Well
Jacob/Man in black; spoilers up to the S5 finale. 432 words, PG13; not mine.
The chessboard rests on the sand, undisturbed by the waves; they just don’t reach it, nor the two men sitting on the opposite sides of it.
A/N: originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle, with the prompt chess. Title from a quote from The Seventh Seal.
The one dressed in white has the black side, the one dressed in black has the white.

It'll Wash Away
dead!Boone/dead!Charlie; spoilers up to the S3 finale. 1058 words, PG; not mine.
“I’m the only one who remembers, but you all… arrive like this. Anyway, your name is Charlie Pace and you were with me in a plane crash.”
A/N: originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle, with the prompt amnesia. Title from Steve Earle, sort of.
He had sort of hoped that with Charlie it would be different.

Sacrifices Suck (but it could be worse)
Boone/Charlie/the smoke monster; spoilers up to the S5 finale, warning for tentacle sex, utter and unrepentant crack, wackiness and possible mental scarring. 1431 words, NC17; not mine, in this case luckily.
The only sensible answer they agreed upon was trying to stop the smoke monster from interfering; without such an ally out of the field (for not-John, of course), things would have been at least evened out; and then the problem became, how the fuck were they going to distract the smoke monster?
A/N: originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle, with the prompt tentacle sex. This is all [livejournal.com profile] toestastegood's fault, by the way. And I warned you up there. Don't say I scarred you for life.
Sometimes Boone thinks that if there were prizes for people who didn’t learn their lesson even after death, he and Charlie would have won them all already with honors.

---

Duuuh. Will probably crosspost tomorrow so that I don't clog all fic comms at the same time. :/
janie_tangerine: (lost -> general)
Augh. I was sure I had LESS stuff to re-post. Anyway. These are all either for the Five Acts meme or from the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle back in January. Not using my usual header format, but if I did this would clog up half of your f-lists and really, not. These is all Lost and all slash. Het is coming tomorrow along with the fandoms that are NOT Supernatural. Which is coming on Sunday.

--

Desmond/Sayid:

The Flesh Is Weak
Desmond/Sayid; S4 spoilers. 613 words, NC17; not mine.
Sayid probably doesn’t even know, but the way his hands are sure and practiced as he picks the broken engine part up and breaks it in pieces and observes it, the way they’re dirty with grease but still functional is making things to Desmond’s stomach.
A/N: originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle, for the prompt gear; using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #36, quickie.
Because the flesh is weak, the old saying recites, and it’s generally true.

I Gazed A Gazeless Stare
Desmond/Sayid; 6x12 spoilers. 1372 words, NC17, warning for light bondage and breath-play; not mine.
“Brother, I just was tryin’ to get a reaction out of you. Seems like I did it, aye?”
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] wandersfound for the Five Acts meme (prompts: breathplay, hurt/comfort/kissing); using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #3, kink. Title from Nirvana/David Bowie.
Desmond’s eyes open up and stare right back into Sayid’s and if he’s surprised at having been tied against the tree, he doesn’t show it.

We'll Meet On Edges, Soon
alt!Desmond/alt!Sayid; 6x13 spoilers. 814 words, light R; not mine.
“Aren’t you afraid that someone will catch you, eventually?”; “I reckon that one day they will, but by then my job will be done.” Desmond shrugs, and Sayid doesn’t ask what the job is. He’s sure he won’t get an answer anyway.
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] aboutbunnies for the Five Acts meme (prompts: fugitives, kissing); using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #12, motel.
At times, Desmond disappears and Sayid stays at the motel.

---

Jack/Boone:

You Look At Me Now And Don't Think I Don't Know
Jack/Boone; S3 finale spoilers. 295 words, PG13, warning for drug use and Nirvana!Jack; not mine.
“You can’t do this to yourself,” Boone keeps on, a hand on Jack’s wrist squeezing it lightly and it’d feel just so good, so warm, so alive if only Jack’s fingers weren’t brushing against Boone’s own wrist. There’s no pulse. He can’t even have a proper delusion, these days.
A/N: originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle for the with the prompt pills; using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #15, intoxicated. Title from Steve Earle.
“You should quit them,” Boone says softly, sitting on the edge of Jack’s battered mattress.

Outside Looking In
Jack/Boone, Sawyer; spoiler-free, set in S1. 701 words, NC17, warning for rimming and voyeurism; not mine.
Where Sawyer is innocently taking a walk and stumbles over something he really wasn't expecting to see. Ever.
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] haldoor for the Five Acts meme (prompts: rimming, voyeurism). Using for [livejournal.com profile] 2x5obsessions #5, entwined.
Well, he figures, next time he needs a free peep show, he can keep an eye on those two.

--

Other pairings:

When You're Down And Out
Miles/Daniel; spoilers up to 5x08. 589 words, PG13; not mine.
If you had asked him on the freighter, he’d have laughed in your face. Because really. Sharing a bed with Daniel Faraday in the seventies in the worst tropical heat ever existed?
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] ozmissage for the Five Acts meme (prompts: kissing, hot nights, sharing a bed, domesticity). Using for [livejournal.com profile] chem15try #12, transition state. Title from Simon & Garfunkel.
Miles is actually fine with it, all things considered.

At Dusk The Stars All Appear
Jack/Sawyer; set early-ish in the series so spoiler-free. 670 words, light r; not mine.
Jack never asked him what was in his letter, and Sawyer won’t ask him why he inks stars on his biceps.
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] gemjam for the Five Acts meme (prompts: tattoos, stars). Title from Bruce Springsteen.
Sometimes Sawyer thinks he should ask Jack why the hell would he get stars tattooed on his arm.

It's A Long Way Down To Nothing At All
Jack/Sayid; early S6 spoilers (set before 6x05). 639 words, light NC17; not mine.
“I don’t care what they said,” Jack whispers low as he pushes Sayid back against the wall of the Temple’s room with the pool, feeling like he needs closeness to say this, “you’re not dead or going dark side or whatever he means. You’re not. Hear me? Not under my watch.”
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] mollivanders for the Five Acts meme (prompts: worrying for someone, wall sex). Title from U2.
Jack needs to make his point.

Black Becomes Me Well
Jacob/Man in black; spoilers up to the S5 finale. 432 words, PG13; not mine.
The chessboard rests on the sand, undisturbed by the waves; they just don’t reach it, nor the two men sitting on the opposite sides of it.
A/N: originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle, with the prompt chess. Title from a quote from The Seventh Seal.
The one dressed in white has the black side, the one dressed in black has the white.

It'll Wash Away
dead!Boone/dead!Charlie; spoilers up to the S3 finale. 1058 words, PG; not mine.
“I’m the only one who remembers, but you all… arrive like this. Anyway, your name is Charlie Pace and you were with me in a plane crash.”
A/N: originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle, with the prompt amnesia. Title from Steve Earle, sort of.
He had sort of hoped that with Charlie it would be different.

Sacrifices Suck (but it could be worse)
Boone/Charlie/the smoke monster; spoilers up to the S5 finale, warning for tentacle sex, utter and unrepentant crack, wackiness and possible mental scarring. 1431 words, NC17; not mine, in this case luckily.
The only sensible answer they agreed upon was trying to stop the smoke monster from interfering; without such an ally out of the field (for not-John, of course), things would have been at least evened out; and then the problem became, how the fuck were they going to distract the smoke monster?
A/N: originally written for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle, with the prompt tentacle sex. This is all [livejournal.com profile] toestastegood's fault, by the way. And I warned you up there. Don't say I scarred you for life.
Sometimes Boone thinks that if there were prizes for people who didn’t learn their lesson even after death, he and Charlie would have won them all already with honors.

---

Duuuh. Will probably crosspost tomorrow so that I don't clog all fic comms at the same time. :/
janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid)
Title: We'll Meet On Edges, Soon
Rating: NC17
Pairing: alt!Desmond/alt!Sayid
Words: 814
Summary: “Aren’t you afraid that someone will catch you, eventually?”; “I reckon that one day they will, but by then my job will be done.” Desmond shrugs, and Sayid doesn’t ask what the job is. He’s sure he won’t get an answer anyway.
Spoilers: up and included 6x13.
Disclaimer: Lost isn't mine, duh. We would have seen this happening.
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] aboutbunnies for the five acts meme; the prompts were fugitives and kissing. Using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #12, motel. Title from Bob Dylan.

At times, Desmond disappears and Sayid stays at the motel. )
janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid)
Title: We'll Meet On Edges, Soon
Rating: NC17
Pairing: alt!Desmond/alt!Sayid
Words: 814
Summary: “Aren’t you afraid that someone will catch you, eventually?”; “I reckon that one day they will, but by then my job will be done.” Desmond shrugs, and Sayid doesn’t ask what the job is. He’s sure he won’t get an answer anyway.
Spoilers: up and included 6x13.
Disclaimer: Lost isn't mine, duh. We would have seen this happening.
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] aboutbunnies for the five acts meme; the prompts were fugitives and kissing. Using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #12, motel. Title from Bob Dylan.

At times, Desmond disappears and Sayid stays at the motel. )
janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid *g*)
Title: I Gazed A Gazeless Stare
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Desmond/Sayid
Words: 1372
Warnings: light breathplay, some bondage.
Summary: “Brother, I just was tryin’ to get a reaction out of you. Seems like I did it, aye?”
Spoilers: heavy for 6x12, kinda goes AU from there.
Disclaimer: Lost isn't mine, duh. We would have seen this happening.
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] wandersfound for the five acts meme; the prompts were breathplay, kissing and hurt/comfort. And I threw in the bondage too because I had to. Using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #3, kink. Kind of more serious than the summary makes it sound, but it was the least spoiler-y line I could find. Title from Nirvana or David Bowie, as you see fit.

Desmond’s eyes open up and stare right back into Sayid’s and if he’s surprised at having been tied against the tree, he doesn’t show it. )
janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid *g*)
Title: I Gazed A Gazeless Stare
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Desmond/Sayid
Words: 1372
Warnings: light breathplay, some bondage.
Summary: “Brother, I just was tryin’ to get a reaction out of you. Seems like I did it, aye?”
Spoilers: heavy for 6x12, kinda goes AU from there.
Disclaimer: Lost isn't mine, duh. We would have seen this happening.
A/N: originally written for [livejournal.com profile] wandersfound for the five acts meme; the prompts were breathplay, kissing and hurt/comfort. And I threw in the bondage too because I had to. Using for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #3, kink. Kind of more serious than the summary makes it sound, but it was the least spoiler-y line I could find. Title from Nirvana or David Bowie, as you see fit.

Desmond’s eyes open up and stare right back into Sayid’s and if he’s surprised at having been tied against the tree, he doesn’t show it. )
janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid)
Title: The Flesh Is Weak
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Desmond/Sayid
Words: 613
Summary: Sayid probably doesn’t even know, but the way his hands are sure and practiced as he picks the broken engine part up and breaks it in pieces and observes it, the way they’re dirty with grease but still functional is making things to Desmond’s stomach.
Spoilers: for S4.
Disclaimer: Lost isn't mine, duh. We would have seen this happening.
A/N: originally written months ago for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle, using gear for a prompt. Using it for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #36, quickie.

Because the flesh is weak, the old saying recites, and it’s generally true. )
janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid)
Title: The Flesh Is Weak
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Desmond/Sayid
Words: 613
Summary: Sayid probably doesn’t even know, but the way his hands are sure and practiced as he picks the broken engine part up and breaks it in pieces and observes it, the way they’re dirty with grease but still functional is making things to Desmond’s stomach.
Spoilers: for S4.
Disclaimer: Lost isn't mine, duh. We would have seen this happening.
A/N: originally written months ago for the [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee fic battle, using gear for a prompt. Using it for [livejournal.com profile] lostpicksix #36, quickie.

Because the flesh is weak, the old saying recites, and it’s generally true. )
janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid)
This = my fic for [livejournal.com profile] scifibigbang. [And I'm sort of using it also for another table. *cough*]

Title: Devil's Arcade
Art: totally awesome art by [livejournal.com profile] divka
Pairings: Desmond/Sayid (main), Jack/Sawyer, Boone/Charlie (both sort non-explicit but there); most canon (male) characters appear. Sawyer/Kate and Desmond/Penny are sort of referred to, but they're both backstory.
Word Count: 32800
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: The rating is not only for a sex scene, but I went for it mostly because since it's a war fic it gets very violent, there's some gore, a full battle description, probably touchy/triggering subjects and everything that goes with the setting. (Though it's not a death fic.)
Summary: WWII AU; Desmond and Sayid (plus Charlie and Sawyer) are British soldiers at El Alamein. This follows them and others (Jack, plus Boone) in their unit from 1942 until 1945 (and sort of later, too).
A/N: first of all, endless thanks to [livejournal.com profile] elliotsmelliot who did an awesome beta-ing job for this in a very short time and whose help was just priceless beyond any possible description. Thank you so much again for it. And to [livejournal.com profile] divka who did the awesome art and who had to stand my complete and utter failure-ness with PMs. Also, this is the result of brainstorming over one fic idea for a year and a half. I just hope it did end up being a good effort. ;) Also, title stolen from Springsteen. Yes, I know you were all totally NOT expecting it.

Prologues [England, Iraq]; Part I [El Alamein - first]; Part II [El Alamein - second]; Interlude I [Tunisia]; Part III [Italy - Sicily]; Interlude II [Italy]; Part IV [Italy - Cassino]; Part V [Italy - Rome]; Part VI [Italy - Rome and Reggio Emilia]; Epilogues [Paris and New York]; Notes and references and research post; art by [livejournal.com profile] divka
janie_tangerine: (lost des/sayid)
This = my fic for [livejournal.com profile] scifibigbang. [And I'm sort of using it also for another table. *cough*]

Title: Devil's Arcade
Art: totally awesome art by [livejournal.com profile] divka
Pairings: Desmond/Sayid (main), Jack/Sawyer, Boone/Charlie (both sort non-explicit but there); most canon (male) characters appear. Sawyer/Kate and Desmond/Penny are sort of referred to, but they're both backstory.
Word Count: 32800
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: The rating is not only for a sex scene, but I went for it mostly because since it's a war fic it gets very violent, there's some gore, a full battle description, probably touchy/triggering subjects and everything that goes with the setting. (Though it's not a death fic.)
Summary: WWII AU; Desmond and Sayid (plus Charlie and Sawyer) are British soldiers at El Alamein. This follows them and others (Jack, plus Boone) in their unit from 1942 until 1945 (and sort of later, too).
A/N: first of all, endless thanks to [livejournal.com profile] elliotsmelliot who did an awesome beta-ing job for this in a very short time and whose help was just priceless beyond any possible description. Thank you so much again for it. And to [livejournal.com profile] divka who did the awesome art and who had to stand my complete and utter failure-ness with PMs. Also, this is the result of brainstorming over one fic idea for a year and a half. I just hope it did end up being a good effort. ;) Also, title stolen from Springsteen. Yes, I know you were all totally NOT expecting it.

Prologues [England, Iraq]; Part I [El Alamein - first]; Part II [El Alamein - second]; Interlude I [Tunisia]; Part III [Italy - Sicily]; Interlude II [Italy]; Part IV [Italy - Cassino]; Part V [Italy - Rome]; Part VI [Italy - Rome and Reggio Emilia]; Epilogues [Paris and New York]; Notes and references and research post; art by [livejournal.com profile] divka
janie_tangerine: (lost des/charlie)
Title: Dignity (Is Often An Overrated Concept)
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Desmond/Charlie
Words: 1840
Spoilers: er, AU that implies that they got together in S3, got safely rescued and shacked up together. Nothing really except for Desmond having visions.
Summary: There are times when Charlie really, really hates Desmond. This is definitely one. Damn, he thinks, this is a bloody blow to his dignity, that’s what it is. Because he’s not ever, ever, ever sharing a fucking pink tartan quilt even if the heating is broken and he’s seriously freezing.
Disclaimer: er, no, Lost is not mine. Charlie would be alive and etc. etc. etc. as usual.
A/N: for the most awesome Queen [livejournal.com profile] toestastegood who wished for Charlie and established relationships at [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee. And er, since ages ago she had asked me the same pairing in association with quilt for another meme, here I comply that other request too. ;) And er, since I have too much time on my hands and I had a precise pattern for the quilt in my head, have a look at this awesome tartan before reading so that you know what poor Charlie is dealing with. ;) Er, the title sucks but I couldn't come up with a more decent one. *hates titles*

There are times when Charlie really, really hates Desmond. This is definitely one. )
janie_tangerine: (lost des/charlie)
Title: Dignity (Is Often An Overrated Concept)
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Desmond/Charlie
Words: 1840
Spoilers: er, AU that implies that they got together in S3, got safely rescued and shacked up together. Nothing really except for Desmond having visions.
Summary: There are times when Charlie really, really hates Desmond. This is definitely one. Damn, he thinks, this is a bloody blow to his dignity, that’s what it is. Because he’s not ever, ever, ever sharing a fucking pink tartan quilt even if the heating is broken and he’s seriously freezing.
Disclaimer: er, no, Lost is not mine. Charlie would be alive and etc. etc. etc. as usual.
A/N: for the most awesome Queen [livejournal.com profile] toestastegood who wished for Charlie and established relationships at [livejournal.com profile] lostsquee. And er, since ages ago she had asked me the same pairing in association with quilt for another meme, here I comply that other request too. ;) And er, since I have too much time on my hands and I had a precise pattern for the quilt in my head, have a look at this awesome tartan before reading so that you know what poor Charlie is dealing with. ;) Er, the title sucks but I couldn't come up with a more decent one. *hates titles*

There are times when Charlie really, really hates Desmond. This is definitely one. )

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