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

This be my finale reaction fic. Which is not what I should've been doing but I needed it out. Also because I WROTE LOST UNPROMPTED FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE THE VARIABLE. \o/ Sort of.

Title: But I'll know my song well before I start singing
Rating: PG
Characters: alt!Boone plus a bunch of other alt!people
Words: 3470
Summary: Then again, he figures, there’s a reason if he remembers. Or, alt!Boone's POV on pretty much everything.
Spoilers: heavy and major for the finale. Summary is visible just if you highlight just to be absolutely sure I don't spoil you, even if it's vague.
Disclaimer: Lost isn't mine, pfffff. I wish.
A/N: I needed to get this out. Physically. Also, today I ended up bawling so much that even if I can't cry anymore my vision is blurry, therefore forgive me for anything that might have been caused by poor vision. Title from Bob Dylan.

( He smiles to himself, and figures he can be patient. )

So, this isn't exactly what I had hoped to finish but hey, I did finish one. Maybe now I'll also finish the others.

Title: On Two Different Sides
Rating: PG13
Characters: dead!Boone, the Oceanic 6 (there's some kinda Jack/Boone thrown in the end)
Words: 700
Summary: He wishes Sun hadn’t been there; he wishes he could do something; he wishes Aaron wasn't born when he was born; he wishes he understood her; he wishes he could resent Sayid; he wishes he had died when the beechcraft fell.
Spoilers: nothing beyond the S4 flashforwards.
Disclaimer: Lost is not mine. Boone wouldn't be dead *rolls eyes*.
A/N: for un_love_you #17, wish I didn't love you. The first five sections are drabbles, the last is 200 words because I just couldn't be brief. I don't have an idea of where it came from but hey, it was cooperating, I went with it. Nothing of the happy sort.

( It doesn’t exactly hurt, not anymore, but still, he wishes he could do something. And he can’t, just like he never could when he was alive. )

By the way: this is the last really gen one. Slashing somehow begins next chapter.

Title: I've Been Everywhere 12/14
Rating: PG-13, will reach NC17 overall
Characters for this part: Sawyer, Jack, Hurley, Ben, Locke, Danielle.
Word counting: 3658 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 Do Re Mi by Woody Guthrie (you can also find an excellent John Mellencamp cover).

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

( See, Jack won’t ever, ever tell Sawyer or anyone because he just doesn’t talk about his old man to anyone as a rule, but before they found him dead in some alley in Salinas some fifteen years ago with a suspiciously empty bottle of whisky by his body, he had a thing for gambling that was second just to the thing he had for drinking. )

Blame this on the fact that I couldn't bear the same Kant lesson twice in a week. And now I'll go thinking about that other crack fic.

Title: Ghosts Get Bored, Too
Rating: PG? There's mentioning of m/m sex, but really nothing else.
Characters/Pairing: Hurley, Boone, slight Boone/Shannon and Jack/Boone mentioning
Word counting: 770
Disclaimer: Not mine. This would have happened.
Spoilers: S4 Hurley flashforwards.
Summary: “Yeah, so this is like, the proof I’m still hallucinating. Dude, you talk like Charlie. I’m just making you up.”
A/N: using for un_love_you #7, prove it. Won second place for challenge #81, friends, at lostfichallenge. Might be set some time between The Beginning of the End and the finale, but I swear there isn't any angst. Cookie for whoever guesses the Dark Tower homage. Because I call it homage.



( Geez, I wasn’t here to tell you to go back, you know? )

Right, this is a bit of cheating but I had this one half done for a while and it fit perfectly with the Queen's prompt, so I polished it up while my friend over here had a shower.

Title: International House of Pancakes
Rating: PG13 for some swearing but nothing really
Characters: Hurley, Sawyer
Words: 1380
Summary: Sawyer and Hurley have breakfast together.
Spoilers: up to the S4 finale.
Disclaimer: sooo not mine really.
A/N: for Queen alemyrddin at lostsquee, who asked between things for food. If I manage to do you some graphics when I get the time you'll have some late gifting, too ;) and by the way, I actually checked the International House of Pancakes site and copied all of the menus from there and from wikipedia. Shoot me.

( “Jesus. The International House of Pancakes. Can’t believe you actually remember that.” )

I never should give in to plot bunnies during lectures.

Title: I'm Headed Nowhere But Downhill
Characters: Hurley, Sayid, Kate, Jack
Rating: PG13, but sort of deals with drug use. What's with me and drugs?
Disclaimer: If they were mine they wouldn't have been in the FFs situations to begin with...
Word count: 400
Spoilers: Up to 4x10.
Summary: Jack isn't the only one with Oxycodone related issues.
A/N: so I wrote more than half of this in the interval between two lectures today. Drabbles again and yeah, Steve Earle stolen title and everything again. What's with me, Steve and drabbles? Inspired by his Oxycontin Blues. And I checked, Oxycontin and Oxycodone are more or less the same thing. How would I have had the idea otherwise? ;) Massive angst alert, hell yes. Entering for lostfichallenge #72: the Oceanic Six (and yes, I spared Sun all the drama) and using also for 10_shakespeare, “True is it that we have seen better days.”

( In retrospective, Jack knows he should have taken something lighter than that. )

Okay, first of the icon meme drabbles. Drabble is a big word, since it's more than 500 words, but hey. I can't write drabbles. I thought it was clear.

For lenina20 who chose this icon. ♥



Title: Good To See You Again
Rating: PG
Characters: Sawyer, Hurley
Word counting: 576
Disclaimer: Nah, not mine.
Spoilers: For Tricia Tanaka Is Dead.
Summary: When he says that it’s good to see him, too, he means it, he really means it.
A/N: uhm, nothing canon hasn't said but I so love that scene. Random title as usual.

( If there’s a kind of person Sawyer isn’t, well, he isn’t whiny and never has been, so he isn’t going to start whining now. )

Title: How Desmond got his blue shirt
Rating: PG-13 (reasons in the warning.)
Characters: Charlie, Hurley, Desmond, some Claire, Locke and Sawyer and of course the blue shirt!
Summary: The title says it all.
Spoilers: through 3x03, 'Further Instructions'
Word count: around 2500
Disclaimer: Lost isn't mine, Desmond's shirt isn't mine, no one is mine except for the plot. Like it's worth something.
Warnings: lack of clothing and common sense, mention and actual presence of Locke's underwear.
A/N: a mention of honor to elliotsmelliot, who made me remember I once had this plot bunny which I had stopped to feed with cruelty and that now jumps merrily in the Craphole Island jungle, and to lasamy who betaed this. This was meant to be serious, because I really think that the blue shirt was Sawyer's once, but it wanted to be crack. I tried to make a deal with it so that it wasn't too crack-ish, but I can't guarantee. First time of me writing Charlie and Hurley (kinda) seriously, you're warned. FB and concrit appreciated! ;) Was nominated for Best Humorous Fic at lost_fic_awards, January 2008. If you're feeling bold, you can venture also the dvd commentary, as cracktastic as the fic!



( When Locke disappeared to go towards his tent, Charlie’s intention was plain, simple and very understandable. He was going to find Claire, maybe play his guitar a bit and go to sleep without even thinking of a polar bear. )