You Can't Wake, I Can't Sleep

Goes along with this fic , which I still need to finish. And I haven't made a graphic yet either, but whatever.

1. Crosses - Jose Gonzales
2. Inconceivable - Leah Andreone
3. Overlap - Ani diFranco
4. Jump Then Fall - Taylor Swift
5. Anticlimax - Kat Flint
6. Suddenly I See - KT Tunstall
7. Power of Two (acoustic) - Indigo Girls

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Pairing: Kate/Claire
Rating: PG
Notes: Kinda incredibly sappy. That's me :p


"I just ran into Sawyer downstairs and he WINKED at me! And then I asked if he was going round to Miles' and Richard's place tonight, because we never returned their ricer, and he got all snappy and said he didn't go round their place EVERY night, and he had his own life and his own 'stuff to do', but I could tell he was going over there and - oh." Claire blinked and stared at Kate. "You look-"
Kate reached up and touched her hair self consciously, biting her lip.
"You look... amazing."
"I...thank you." She smiled.
"You always look amazing though, you know," Claire finished quietly.
"I made tacos," Kate blurted out. "I mean, they're probably cold now, but I can reheat them."
"No, I'm sure they're wonderful." Claire was smiling, flushed, and her eyes were tired but shining, ocean blue, her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, moonlight-colored lovely, and Kate realized she'd never really seen her before. Never noticed how impossibly pretty she was, all creamy skin and warm smiles, how she was all lit up from within, as though bathed in a soft glow. It wasn't just the way she looked- it was, like, her aura. Oh what a creepy, hippie Dharma Initiative-y word! Had Claire always looked like that? Or was it just now? Or was it only when she was looking at...her? Snap out of it, Kate, she told herself. She began walking towards the dining room, and Claire followed.
She heard a faint gasp. "Kate!" Claire chirped in her adorable accent, which always made it sound more like she was saying "Kite."
Kate spun around and Claire was on her all at once, hugging her tightly. "Daisies!! You bought daisies!!" she squealed. Then she broke off and giggled. "And you smell like me!"
"Oh, I borrowed some of your perfume. I hope that's okay."
"Of course it's okay! How did you know...?"
"Aaron told me you liked them."
"That's funny. I don't think I-" Claire paused. "Thank you, Kate!! I could just kiss you right now!"
Kate's mouth dropped open.
"Oh, I didn't mean..."
"Tacos," Kate gestured at the table, her heart beating fast.
"You didn't have to do all this, you know," Claire said, sitting down.
"But I wanted to," Kate smiled. "Having you and Aaron around is like. It's almost like having a family."
"Well, we are your family," Claire smiled back warmly. "And you're our family. So, you know, we're not going anywhere. Not without you."
Kate blinked back tears. That kind of sentence should have made her feel trapped, restless, ready to run, but she didn't feel any of those things. She sat down and watched Claire merrily digging into her dinner, and knew she was exactly where she wanted to be.

Hottest super naughty Kate/Claire fic of endless GUH.

http://community.livejournal.com/fic_flail/127046.html

I'm just like...completely gone right now.....I can't even....!! sfhjhljkjljjhkj!!!

"6th avenue heartache" - the wallflowers

And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in

"take care" - copeland

It was a straight faced lie
I believed
It was a straight faced lie
You would ever leave me...
I'll take care of you oh
Have faith that when you call my name
I'll be there
I'll be right there
So keep breathing oh
Keep that sweet heart of yours beating
I'll be right there

"gravity" (live) - sara bareilles

Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.
You hold me without touch.
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.

"back to you" - john mayer

back to you
it always comes around
back to you
I tried to forget you
I tried to stay away
But it's too late...
leave the light on
I'll never give up on you...
back to me
I know that it comes
back to me
doesn't it scare you
your will is not as strong
as it used to be

"lonelily" - damien rice

And you let me down
You could have knocked off the evening
But you lonelily let him push under your bone
You let me down
It's no use deceiving
Neither of us wanna be alone
You're coming home, you're coming home

"the lighthouse song" - josh pyke

So we are moving to a lighthouse, you and I
While seas drown sailors, we'll be locked up safe and dry
And though our doors may knock and rattle in the wind
I'll just hold you tight and we'll not let those fuckers in


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Comments are always so much love! :)

Day 27 — What you’ll miss the most about LOST

Kate Austen! And wondering whyyyy what how when HUH?!

Day 28 — Your favorite thing about LOST

The characters!

Day 29 — What do you plan on doing now that LOST is over?

Reading all the books ever referenced on LOST :)
And writing fanfic to fill in the story gaps.
And making fanmixes. And re-tumblring other ppl's LOST picspams.
And really the fandom's just gonna thrive forever, it seems like.

oooo or maybe the answer to this should be "get a life"?
yeah, that's not gonna happen...sorry.

Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancy

This song is always stuck in my head and it makes me happy.

"And don't get a DUI and don't get a DUI and don't get a DUI..."

They rode home in silence.
Kate chewed on her lip nervously. She could tell Aaron was in a "mood." Being a mother never seemed to get easier.
"Did you have a nice time at Mark's?" she finally asked.
"I guess," Aaron said sulkily. He looked down at his lap. "Mark is like me."
"Trouble, you mean?" Kate joked, ruffling his blonde hair, soft and fine like Claire's. She had worried the play date might be confusing for him.
"I have two moms, and Mark has two dads."
"That's right," Kate said with a smile. She braced herself for the questions that lay ahead.
"But...his dads sleep in the same bed. And sometimes, they kiss."
"Well, there are lots of different kinds of family situations-" Kate began. She had rehearsed this speech already.
"Why don't you love Mama Claire?" Aaron looked at her accusingly now.
"What?" She hadn't anticipated that particular question. "Well, I love your Mama very much, it's just-"
"Not like Mark's dads."
"We have a very different relationship. There are all kinds of relationships and..." she trailed off. She sounded so condescending, and she wasn't sure how she meant to end the sentence anyway. Sawyer once said that kids could smell bullshit a mile away, and she still didn't see how his dropping in on Clementine on weekends at his convenience qualified him to give her parenting advice after all her years raising Aaron, but whatever. He had a point. Arrogant bastard, she thought to herself, somewhat affectionately. Aaron was looking at her with irritation now.
"Why is it different? Don't you think my Mom's pretty and nice?"
Kate laughed nervously. A silly question. Claire was beautiful and amazing and strong and sweet and wonderful, wonderful...
"Why can't you just be like normal parents?"
"Normal parents?"
Only in L.A., Kate thought to herself.
"Maybe if you brought her flowers or something," Aaron continued. "She would like that. Mark's dads do that sometimes."
Kate envisioned Claire's face lighting up, home from her classes and exhausted and...flowers. Yes, Claire loved those, and she loved surprises. Well, good ones. It wasn't the worst idea.
"She likes daisies," Aaron said, staring at Kate intently the way he did sometimes that freaked her out a little.
"And how do you know that?"
"Because!" he rolled his eyes. "She's my MOM! She tells me things."
"Okay, okay, we'll stop off and get her some daisies then," Kate smiled at him.
"She likes when you make tacos. And when you wear your hair down and it's, like...not curly...but...like..." Aaron twisted his own hair with his fingers.
"Wavy?"
"Messy," Aaron said decisively. "And she likes when you laugh a lot and your eyes get all crinkly like this." Aaron squinted. It was pretty adorable, but the whole conversation was unnerving.
"And she said all this to you?"
"No," Aaron shrugged. "I just know." He grew quiet again.
Aaron seemed to "just know" a lot of things lately, but she and Claire never discussed it. They didn't discuss a lot of things, it seemed.

I made a Kate/Claire mix, but it's only five songs so I'm gonna add more before I post it.
And I started like a little post-island "Aaron has two mommies" fic in my head, but I can't seem to actually write it. Boo!

Oh right. The meme!! I missed a day, so Days 25 and 26.

Favorite Lost Actor and Favorite Lost Actress. Well, I'm sure you can guess!

But ooo I found a pic that covers both in a very appealing way, so here -



Josh Holloway and Evangeline Lilly <3!