i mean, this is prose, not poetry

So I’m having one of those introspective, “I’m in my thirties” moments, and I wanted to share. The thing is, I was never that interested in a fabulous career or a pile of money or whatnot. I just wanted to write stories and to have people read them. And I’ve got that. I’ve got you. So. Success looks like different things to different people, and what I have probably isn’t what most people would think of as success. And admittedly, it’d be nice if the rent was less stressful and I had more to give to npr. But overall, I’m happy with what I have.

So thank you, for giving that to me. You’re all awesome.

(I’m not going anywhere, btw, so no one worry. But I’m hormonal and emotional and the transformation from “that girl who ran a marathon” to “that girl who Runs Marathons” present tense and plural is making me extra reflective. And I just love everyone in this bar.)

Title: Your Day
Pairing/Character(s): Ben Linus, Blaine Anderson, Eloise Hawking, Roger Linus (briefly). Shannon Rutherford, Charlie Pace, and Richard Alpert all mentioned.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Spoilers: Mentions of some PTSD (Room 23-related), mentions of abusive parenting (courtesy of Roger Linus)

Disclaimer: I don’t own Glee or LOST, and am making no profit from this.

Summary: Ben never really celebrated Father’s Day with his own father. But now he has Blaine, and they’re off the Island and out in the world, and if this is what Blaine wants to do, this is what they’ll do.

Author’s Notes: So last year, I celebrated my conflicted feelings about Father’s Day with some Ben!Verse. This year, we’re doing some Because You Left. Partially because — after over a year of hiatus — I am actually really truly working on that story again. But also because if I were to actually just write LOST Father’s Day fic, I would have to deal with what happens to Alex, and I can’t fucking deal with that.

So instead, have Ben and Blaine’s first Father’s Day. For those of you who might be a little confused as to where this falls in the Because You Left timeline, this is a few months after Ben and Blaine arrive in L.A., and therefore not all that long after Ben spent all that time in Room 23. Also, Blaine’s probably about to turn seven, but he’s not quite there yet.

This is actually fluffier than I thought it would be. Blame little!Blaine for that.


Spring is giving way to summer; it’s drier here than on the Island, but the heat is at least something Ben is familiar with — boat shoes worn without socks, collars open and sleeves rolled up. There are banners in the stores, displays of greeting cards, but he is learning to tune these things out, to focus on what he needs and let the rest fall away from him. It’s something he’s vaguely aware of, another of the holidays that people here seem to be so fond of, but it isn’t something he particularly thinks about.

But then he wakes up one Sunday morning and Blaine isn’t in his little bed on the other side of their shared bedroom. He isn’t in the room at all.

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(But just an FYI in case anyone’s concerned - although I don’t always have a super-duper time with Father’s Day for various and sundry alcoholic drug-addicted probably in jail again reasons, today’s terrible awful no good very bad-ness has less to do with That Guy and more to do with the fact that working in retail means working with people, and sometimes people just suck.)

Lookninjas and the terrible, horrible, awful, no good, very bad day.

Because I’ve seen this a lot lately:

It’s important to note that while the MiB/Giant Smoke Monster seems to primarily take the forms of those dead people whose bodies have ended up on the Island (not necessarily people who DIED on the Island, just people whose bodies ended up there), it seems pretty clear that when the ghost of Isabella comes to visit Richard, it’s actually the GSM. It’s safe to say that her body is in Tenerife, not on the Island. Therefore, it’s not accurate to say Smokey can only take someone’s form if they died on the Island. He does seem to need to see the person, but his memory scans will suffice for that. (Hence the scanning of Eko before Yemi shows up - yeah, Yemi’s body is on the Island, but. Uh. He looks a little different.)

Just had to get that out. Sorry.

Every time Arnzt gets blown up, an angel gets its wings.

Excuse me, ARZT.

But on the bright side, I just sent four chapter of Because You Left to my wonderful, soon to be very long-suffering betas, so if I don’t die within the next two weeks, I might actually have enough written/planned to tentatively start posting!  Sometime.  Eventually.

If I don’t die, of course.  I may die.

Watching Exodus pt. 1 and I just. Sun. And Jin. And Walt. And Shannon. And Vincent the fucking dog, and I just. Not even gonna pretend I’m not weeping.

DON’T YOU CUT OFF CICELY TYSON YOU UNFEELING MONSTERS

So today, I discovered some LOST season 3 that I taped when the episodes first aired, and the promos between are advertising “16 brand new episodes in a row, no repeats.”

Imagine that. 16 episodes in a row.

Shit, I’d even take the repeats.

It’s okay to fuck up sometimes. I promise, I promise, I promise.

Also, i’d like to apologize to everyone who followed me because of fic about cute boys in short shorts only to have me abruptly switch into LOST mode and drown them in my Ben Linus feels. BUT HE’S SUCH AN INTERESTING CHARACTER WITH SO MUCH DEPTH AND COMPLEXITY AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.

(Seriously, though, I can’t believe no one’s unfollowed me over this.)

Title:  What Matters Now
Characters:  Ben, Eloise
Rating:  PG
Spoilers/Warnings:  If you don’t know how LOST ends, you shouldn’t read this

Summary:  Ben and Eloise have always had something very important in common.  It’s a shame they haven’t realized it until now.  But then, now is all that really matters.

Author’s Notes:  Fic takes place after “The End,” in the flash-sideways verse.  Why I felt the need to write it tonight, I have no idea. 


He could leave, if he wanted to.  But he doesn’t.  He sits on his bench and he waits.

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