madwomanwithabox

...don't ask. I don't know. 'Fandom and cheese' just go well together.

ANYWAY! *ahem*

Dear LOST,

THERE you are. My show, my beautiful show with that *points at icon* beautiful man being beautiful. This has been a really great season so far and I love me some Faraday, but seriously.

*points at icon*

Thank you for waking up my muse and giving me fanfic ideers again.

Love and lots of it,
Me


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Thus ends my nonspoilery review of LOST. Carry on.

Title: No Consequences
Rating: PG for some violence
Pairing: None
Warning: Spoilers for the season finale LIVE TOGETHER, DIE ALONE...originally written for fandom_muses, the topic: "If you could do one thing and there would be no consequence to doing it, what would you do?"

Completely unbeta'd, so blame me if it sucks. We all need some captive!fic, tho, and since I haven't been writing much fic lately...my SawyerMuse offers this in compensation. See how much I love you guys! ;p

( The bonds at his wrists cut into his skin...but Sawyer had gotten out of stickier situations. )

Because ZOMGSAWYER! *izded* :P

Old and new here, so repost ahoy. Want, take, have, comment, credit. Easy.

TEASER:



( Thank you, *boar* expert!... )

Our LOST theorists, uberaeryn and alliecat8 are not only brilliant, but being scrutinized. Yes, that's right...SawyerMuse is listening.

_complex_guy_

This is my amalgamation of your fantabulous theories, and my own speculation on what Sawyer was thinking when he...well...y'know...froggie. (See? I am so NOT spoilery. Bwee.)

Spoiler warning if you haven't seen ONE OF THEM yet...and you all are lucky SawyerMuse LET me warn you. ;p

Title: Thief In The Night
Pairing: Jack/James "Sawyer" Ford
Rating: NC17 for slash and YES, SMUT, I DID IT!!!
Summary: Think you know? You have no idea...
Warnings: AU, slash...SMUT! From the world of SCIENCE, FAITH, AND FATE...or IS it? Ummm...sap. Lots of it. And spoilers if you have no idea yet what SCIENCE, FAITH, AND FATE is.
Disclaimer: the LOST boys aren't mine...damn it. But I'll put them back in JJ's toybox when I'm done playing.

A/N: Unbeta'd, so if it sucks blame me. One-shot Valentine's Day present to my f-list, so enjoy the goodies. For those that have seen THE LONG CON? This may have familiar allusions. If you haven't? Don't worry...not spoilery, 'cause trust me, this is NOT what it sounds like.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, EVERYBODY!!!

( "Olly olly oxen free, Doc!" )

Title: Science, Faith, and Fate
Pairing: none yet, but eventually...well, you'll see. ;p
Rating: PG for some cussin'
Summary: In Jack's head, everything that was broken needed to be fix...*wanted* to be fixed.
Warnings: AU, slash...SMUT! But not here and not yet. ;p Potential spoilers for episode 2.01: MAN OF SCIENCE, MAN OF FAITH
Disclaimer: the LOST boys aren't mine...damn it. But I'll put them back in JJ's toybox when I'm done playing.

A/N: Unbeta'd...I'm not only impatient, but euphoric. The writer's block is melting like a milkshake on a hot day. *randomFoxysquee* This is probably gonna suck, but here you go...feedback is love, concrit is very welcome, but be gentle...you know how writer's block can wear a body out, just don't leave any bruises. ;p

And please, please, PLEASE, everyone...tell me: do you want this to continue? This whole fic is just one great big random idea and I could use input.

Just FYI, this is an AU fic...extrapolated from MAN OF SCIENCE, MAN OF FAITH.

For artemis1701 for ever pointing Sawyer out to me, rogueapprentice 'cause the whole obsession thing is HER fault, and for uberaeryn 'cause she's a better writer 'n me and needs to post more of her new fic LIKE NOW!!!!!! *this CAPSLOCKOFDOOM(tm) has been brought to you by SawyerDay*

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*in the shower this morning*

*a tap rings out on the glass of the shower door*

Me: *sticks her head out* What the?!?...YOU!!
SawyerMuse: *smirks* Mornin', Specs.
Me: I'm in the *shower*, you big pervert. Couldn't this wait?
SM: Well sure, but y'know? I might just ferget what I was gonna tell you in the interim...
Me: *eyeroll* I'm naked and wet and NOW he decides to talk...where the hell is JackMuse when you need him?
SM: Hey, can you think of a better time t' be comin' up with dirty stories?
Me: *another eyeroll* Point taken.
SM: Good...now leave the damn Doc outta this...fer now. 'Cause that's why I'm here...ya know he said he'd come back and fix me up, right?
Me: *puzzled*
SM: *eyeroll of his own* Yer fic last night?...
Me: Oh! Yeah?
SM: *raises an eyebrow and waits* And I still got that gun...
Me: *blinks* Ooh.
SM: *winks and nods* Glad I could be of service, Specs.
Me: You're gonna give JackMuse a run for his money yet, fella. Now if you stick around and actually help me write this thing? There may be some Skate in it for you.
SM: *raises an eyebrow* Oh *really?*
Me: Yes, really. Now get the fuck out of here, I have to finish getting ready for work.
SM: *blinks*
Me: What? You're a figment of my imagination. Come back when you're flesh and blood...THEN I'll haul you in here with me.
SM: *grumbles with a roll of his eyes and leaves the room*

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Translation? SEQUEL!!! I think. I hope. *types furiously*