'Day five of anonymous Scottish seaside and there's Luna across the booth, menu up, gold-rimmed faux-Phoenix-feathered sunglasses creeping inevitably down the bridge of her nose.' After the war ends, Harry and Luna take a holiday.

One day, Dean will stop being invincible and what will Sam do then? Pre-series. Sam/Dean. Title from Muse.

Sam watches panic rip its way across Dean's face like a line of salt scattered, eyes huge, glassy, green. Pre-series. Sam/Dean. Warning: incest.

Dan and Charlotte meet in an alternate reality, after the bomb goes off.

The sub does not blow up. Juliet and Jack go home. AU, pre 3x-13. I've messed around a bit with the specifics of the canon timeline. Title from John Lennon.

She stands inert at the window, two fingers pattering on the glass, a nonsense rhythm, her favorite song. It's a song about stars and rainy days and it suits her perfectly, Jack thinks. Post S5-AU. Warning for incest.

He reaches to touch her cheek, his calloused hand suddenly too big, unwieldy, rough against her soft skin, her transparent intentions. He stares, as he always does, disarmed, surprised by what he sees, afraid that it will vanish. Future!fic. Angsty-ish.

His fingers feel like the press of phantom metal, long-extinguished fires searing into her skin. Juliet/James. Post-Season 5.

Charlotte taught him to shoot--she did, or she tried; or, no, she will. Or maybe she is, at this very instant, this moment in time, and he just doesn't--or does--know it yet. Daniel/Charlotte, post-Season 5.

Repetition is his only constant. He memorizes the address, the room number, her new name--this time he will ask for "Noreen," for "Anna," for "Susan." Jack/Kate AU.

He wonders if they really want him back or if they only say they miss him to keep him away. Harry goes on holiday. Post-DH; canon-compliant.

It is silly to let old things govern the new. Peggy goes out dancing. Vague spoilers for Seasons 1-2. Pete/Peggy.

She will turn sixteen tomorrow. Sleeping Beauty; prompt: thorns.

They live in Sydney, in a dusty flat near the airport. The walls rattle every time a plane comes in for a landing. Aaron/Ji Yeon; T for very brief language.

He is speaking far too quickly and his mind is blocked up and cluttered with too many things remembered and too few forgotten. Possible spoilers for the entirety of Season 5.

A dead girl's voice chimes in his head and his blood runs colder with every breath. Warnings: AU! Spoilers for the Season 5 finale. General weirdness.

Kate pays Jack a visit while on the run. AU, post-island, no flashforwards.

Sawyer's having some trouble with a newfangled invention, and it's Jack to the rescue. Post-Island AU. Completely self-indulgent schmoopy fluff.

The plane lands without incident. Jack tries to make sense of it all. Season 6 speculation; spoilers for the Season 5 finale. T for brief language.

He wants to say 'you're not on your own now. You're not on your own.' But he doesn't, because he doesn't think he could stand it if she said she still was. Even now. With him. AU; Jack and Juliet are left behind; there are no flashes.

Fifty sentences to fifty themes, some AU, some canon-based. Jack/Kate. Spoilers through 5x15; written before the finale.

Jack jumps from the chopper. AU. Kate/Sawyer, but with J/K undertones overtones? because I am a cheater. This gets very, very dark.

He only sees her when his eyes are closed. Jack/Kate; spoilers through 316. Dark.

The light makes him look even older, and she wants to tell him to shut up, to stop, to go home and get some sleep and come back thirty years from now. Jack/Juliet. Spoilers through 5x11. T for brief strong language and implied substance abuse.

She is crying tears of blood. Jack/Juliet. Warnings: angst, character death, very AU, spoilers for the Season 5 finale. This was hugely influenced by Vienna Teng's "Passage."

A blade of grass tickles whisper-soft across her sun-warmed cheek and Teddy's low whistle hums in her ear. Jo/Laurie; my apologies to Louisa May Alcott for the egregious liberties I've taken with her characters!

When Jack was ten years old, he thought the world would end in an explosion. This is what he dreams about at night, when he dreams at all. Jack, with Sarah, Christian, Marc, Carole, Kate, Sawyer, and Juliet.

Susan doesn't like birthdays. And she definitely doesn't approve of wine. High PG; I blame Bacchus.

Nothing is impossible anymore. Eustace/Jill; completely unnecessary schoolboy fluff/angst.

A flower starts it all. OT4 with bonus Lancelot and eventual Arthur/Gwen.

Sayid and Kate share a quiet moment aboard the Searcher.

Driveshaft is on all the damn time, even two, three years after the fact, as if their music is suddenly bettered, sanctified. When the lead singer howls you allllll everybody it sounds eerie, like spirits. I'll see you in another life, brother.

She's quiet for a bare instant and then she sighs against his neck. "It's just," and her voice is dull and muffled in the dark, "it's just that it feels like it did before. Like it might be the end." Quadrangle plus Ben. Title from The Smashing Pumpkins.

Don't be afraid," he tells her time and again, when all other words fail. "I'll protect you." She hears "I'll keep you safe." Jack/Kate, Sawyer/Kate, Jack/Juliet, Sawyer/Juliet. Character death.

Jack still looks at her the same as always, like he's startled by what he sees and scared that she'll vanish. Prompt: "I'm awake and you're breathing." Kate/Jack.

The alcohol, smooth and mingling with the harsh bitterness of her lipstick as it slides harshly down her throat, it cuts sharply through her and helps her remember the last time it'd really poured like this. Prompt: "I'm drunk." Margo Shephard.

Kate has always been fascinated by the concept of adultery. Shippers beware--this is more about deconstructing Kate's brain than it is promoting any particular ship. Prompt: "Always wondered what this'd be like."

No one wants to be the first to fall. Kate-centric. All relevant permutations of our twisted little quadrangle are noted, though my final intent is Kate/Jack.

The sub leaves first thing in the morning. Sawyer/Juliet. References to Sawyer/Kate and Juliet/Jack.

Time passes between their linked fingers like pearls on a string, and it's the same ridiculous nonsense as ever, pattern as old as the universe, but somehow it's different. Sawyer/Juliet with past Sawyer/Kate and Sawyer/Cassidy. References to Kate/Jack.

Kate always killed the men who loved her. Kate/Tom, Kate/Sawyer, Kate/Jack.

She and he, they're always just slightly out of tandem, like a waltz performed with the two dancers perpetually out of sync, never knowing who should lead or when to stop. Kate/Jack with past Kate/Sawyer.

The irony of the situation didn't escape him. That he was the one to leave in the end, after he'd so fervently dreaded her departure for so long. Angst. Title and lyrics taken from the song by Radiohead.

Hurley and Charlie's thoughts on the infamous quadrangle. Dialogue-only, set circa season 3, slight pro-Jate bias. Pure, unmitigated crack.

She is smiling at him, not a trace of irony in her eyes, and that is how he knows it is a dream. Pre-season five. Implied Jack/Kate.

Susan cannot sleep until she sees that her siblings are safe in their beds. One-shot.

Growth is a tricky thing. The Pevensies should know. Written for a "circle" prompt. One-shot.

Corin is convinced that the best type of an adventure is mischief-making. Cor isn't so sure. A very short and silly one-shot; written for an 'adventure' prompt.

Hermione's immediate reaction to Ron's departure in Deathly Hallows. "Hermione's eyes were puffy and red; she looked as if she had not slept." - DH, p. 312, American Edition. Angsty little one-shot.

Peter's thoughts on Susan and Caspian's relationship. Movieverse, obviously. If you don't like CaSue, then please, please, I implore you, don't read this fic. For those who do read: it's meant to be taken with a very large grain of salt.

Emmett discovers fanfiction, much to Edward's annoyance. Need I say more?

He stood in the doorway, watching over her like some forgotten sentinel, some gloriously timeless watchguard. And perhaps she subconsciously sensed his protective presence, because before long the shuddering stopped and the sobs quieted. Mild JasperBella

Jasper is repulsed by himself and by his actions at that fateful birthday party in New Moon. What has he become?

It's the most wonderful time of the year . . . Or it's supposed to be. Hermione Granger's Christmas is turning out to be less than wonderful as she prepares for the evening's Yule Ball, which hangs over her head like a death warrant. One-shot.

He needed her to fill that hole in his heart, to infuse it with her fiery passions, to heal it by bringing something vigorous, alive to this fragile prop, this cardboard perfect pretty boy that he had become. He needed her to love him. Lily/James.