Since you're gone my empty arms have nothing left to hold

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 valhalla37 at the 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 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. )

Re-posting from the lostsquee '09 ficlet challenge.

Title: Pain d'epiches
Rating: PG
Characters: Sayid (implied Sayid/Nadia), Penny
Words: 692
Summary: Gingerbread was Nadia's favorite.
Spoilers: general until S5.
Disclaimer: not mine, not mine.
A/N: written for the prompts gingerbread and repulse. Probably because Sayid was the only one I could see capable of baking gingerbread properly and then it happened.

( He used to bake her cookies each week. )

Title: Faults
Rating: PG
Characters: Michael (as Kevin Johnson)
Words: 525
Summary: See, the problem is that if Michael ever had a flaw (fine; he has more than one, but let's say his worst flaw), it's that he loses temper.
Spoilers: general S4. I guess until 4x08.
Disclaimer: not mine, not mine.
A/N: written for the prompts irritable and delude. Using it for chem15try #4, thermodynamics, since at this point he was on the freighter too. ;)

( Fine, maybe cabin man is the perfect way to blend in, but it still sucks. )

Title: I've Been Everywhere 13/14
Rating: PG-13, will reach NC17 overall (-> next chapter)
Characters for this part: Sawyer, Jack, Desmond, Penny, Michael, Walt, Bernard, Rose.
Word counting: 6804 this part, 50000 ca overall.
Disclaimer: Lost is not mine and all the folk songs used here are not mine. The places really exist and I've never been there.
Summary: Sawyer is a rambling musician during the Dust Bowl, Jack a former doctor from L.A. traveling with him.
Thanks to: elliotsmelliot for the great beta job for which I can't be grateful enough and to fosfomifira for the title. I'd still be searching for one otherwise.
A/N: The song referenced in the beginning and the end is My Oklahoma Home, a traditional from the time which I only have by Springsteen and maaaybe Pete Seeger but I'm sure there are older version. The girl with whom Jack dances is the one from The Hunting Party which here is Gabriella instead of Gabriela because Gabriela in Italy does not exist. It's with two ls, dammit. The other two songs are Old Dan Tucker and Chicken Reel, which you can find done by a bunch of people and which are actually the same tunes in the dancing scene of The Grapes of Wrath, but I chose that stuff not consciously. Then I found out and had a laugh. And that'd be it. Next chapter (and last) should be out tomorrow or the day after at latest and it features the porn. Sorry for the wait. ;)

Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, Part VII, Part VIII, Part IX, Part X, Part XI, Part XII, Part XIV

( “What fun. You got a first class bitch, I had the most amazing girl and mine is dead and yours has your money. Ain’t this just a fun world?” )

The promised second part of the fic dump shall come tomorrow or the day after but meanwhile I'm going on with this one. These two chapters are grouped because they're both pretty short and nothing particular happens while from next part hell breaks loose. ;)

Title: I've Been Everywhere 7/14 and 8/14
Rating: PG-13 for both of these parts, will reach NC17 overall
Characters/Pairings for this part: part seven: Jack, Sawyer, Frank. Part eight: Jack, Sawyer, Penny.
Word counting: part seven, 2373 words; part eight, 2710 words.
Disclaimer: Lost is not mine and all the folk songs used here are not mine. The places really exist and I've never been there.
Summary: Sawyer is a rambling musician during the Dust Bowl, Jack a former L.A. doctor traveling with him.
Thanks to: elliotsmelliot for the great beta job for which I can't be grateful enough and to fosfomifira for the title. I'd still be searching for one otherwise.
A/N: the songs in here are How Can A Poor Man Stand Such Times And Live by Blind Alfred Reed and Shenandoah, traditional which I found by Pete Seeger and Springsteen but which I guess could be found by someone else, too. The election they talk about in part seven is the 1936 one.

Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, Part IX, Part X, Part XI, Part XII, Part XIII, Part XIV

( Sure, playing with Roosevelt watching you from behind isn’t exactly the best option; considering the atmosphere this place has when it’s full it’s like God is watching you or something. )

( “Hyperopia. You’re far sighted. It happens when you add strain to the eyes. And reading brings strain. And going to the cinema, I guess.” )

God, why, why can't I write comment length stuff? But this kinda wanted to be written and since I have this feeling that tomorrow's episode will absolutely ditch the premise I wanted to have it posted before.

Title: We Three
Rating: hard R
Characters/Pairing: Desmond/Penny/Sayid in any possible combination
Word counting: 2246
Disclaimer: if Lost was mine... why. What the hell. This'd be canon.
Spoilers: for the S5 premiere.
Summary: Yes, Penny thinks, it’s insane.
A/N: written for the battle at lostsquee for the prompt stars. Using for lostpicksix #34, femslash, because erm, how am I supposed to write femslash with a m/m pairing otherwise? Title stolen from Patti Smith. Also, wandersfound? I don't remember if it was you with whom I was discussing an eventual Des/Pen/Sayid threesome ages ago but since I think you might not be adverse this is your surprise for that meme? ;)

( Sayid turned in order to get out, but then Desmond had said 'don’t' and Penny hadn’t exactly been surprised. )

So yes, that scene so ate my mind that I spent half of last night in a sort of writing frenzy and still totally high from the joys that Des/Penny brings shippers. So yes, I need to get this out before I get all chocked up on watching it again.

Title: Days Aren't Long Enough
Characters/Pairing: Desmond/Penny
Rating: R
Disclaimer: For once the same thing would have happened if they were mine, but they aren't, trust me.
Word count: 1600
Spoilers: For There's No Place Like Home 2 and 3.
Summary: The week on Penny's boat before the Oceanic Six leave.
A/N: Using for 10_shakespeare, "We that are true lovers run into strange capers.". Title stolen from a Steve Earle song. Not totally angst free, but well, it's mostly happy stuff. Now I hope I didn't get too sappy here but I said it, I'm totally high on that scene and in a total I want them too make out till there's no tomorrow mood, so well, I warned. Won for best het fic at lost_fic_awards, May 2008.





( They kiss for hours; Desmond only counts two 108 minutes intervals before he loses track of time. )

So, thing is, I realizes I'm this close to finish this damned table and while I'm not too enthusiast about this one, I didn't know what the hell to make out of that prompt (I mean, I tried with four different bunnies and there wasn't one that sounded right) and decided to go with it. And I'm pretty sure that the Charlie section is sort of not good. However.

Title: Your Own Personal Jesus (or five times in which Desmond was one)
Characters: Desmond, plus Locke, Sawyer, Charlie, Penny and Sayid
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: Desmond isn't mine, Lost isn't mine and Personal Jesus belongs to Depeche Mode.
Word count: 3106
Spoilers: Up to 4x09.
Summary: Exactly what the title says.
A/N: for philosophy_20 #8, faith. The last section is not based on spoilers. I just speculated on what Ben did in 4x09. The idea definitely occurred while listening to that song in a completely random moment but apart from title, concept and section titles I didn't steal that much. Well, guess I stole much to begin with but whatever. I don't even know what I think of it myself. I only hope I didn't go OOC with anyone.

( The last thing he remembers is Desmond saying he was going to see him in another life, then everything started to tremble, there was a blinding white light and he had lost his senses. )

This was actually one of the first fics I had an idea for that challenge but something was missing. Then those prompts there gave me a hand and here it is. Hoping it's good ;)

Title: It's Been a Long Time Coming
Characters/Pairing: Desmond/Penny, Sawyer
Rating: PG13 to stay safe
Disclaimer: they're all Darlton's. And this is AU, so didn't happen, never will.
Word count: around 4000
Spoilers: For Through the Looking Glass.
Summary: For philosophy_20 #18, and if the answer is no/can I change your mind?. The three years just passed have been the lowest point of her life and at the worst, she was sure that Desmond was dead. Sincerely, knowing that he is alive is much better than she could have hoped. She’s still in time to kick some sense into his head, as their seemingly mutual friend James Ford said, if he’s alive. She isn’t surprised anymore, nothing could surprise her right now and whatever happens, Penny is sure to be able to take it.
A/N: So, this actually covers three of the prompts for the first day of the S4 hiatus challenge at lostsquee. Character prompt: Penny. Quote prompt: We are changed souls; we don’t look at things the same way anymore. For there was once a time when we expected the worst. But then the worst happened, did it not? And so we will never be surprised again.. AU prompt: in this one the boat was Penny's, everyone got rescued three days after the S3 finale, the whole Minkowski/Constant matter doesn't exist and Charlie didn't die. Wouldn't have worked otherwise. As usual, the title is Springsteen's even if the song doesn't have nothing to do with the fic. I lose at titles, damnit.

( “Please, tell me that this is a joke.”, Penny says, staring into the pale green eyes of the man in front of her, hidden beneath blond bangs a good two inches longer than they should be. )