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Day 1
Title: Butterfly
Rating: PG
Character/s: Claire, Charlie, mentions of Lindsey and Thomas
Spoilers: set between Par Avion and One Of Us
Summary: She used to have black hair, black clothes, black everything. Claire reminisces on her gothic years with Charlie. Written for
lostsquee’s season 4 hiatus challenge day 1. Written for the lyric prompt (lyrics are in the cut for anyone interested)
Disclaimer: I promise I’m only borrowing Charlie and Claire! Darlton and co. can have them back very soon.
( I thought if I acted like someone else, I’d feel more comfortable with myself. )
Day 2
Title: Neon Filth
Spoilers: up to 4x01
Summary: A man sits alone in the neon filth of Los Angeles and remembers the luminous colours of the island. Spoilers for the first episode of season four. For
user’s season 4 hiatus challenge day 2. Inspired by the photograph and the quote (which is featured in the cut)
Disclaimer: Lost isn’t mine, I just borrow it from time to time kthx.
( In the mornings I would wake in different cities, underneath different stars. Only they were the same cities, too, in a way. They were still the same stars. )
Title: Butterfly
Rating: PG
Character/s: Claire, Charlie, mentions of Lindsey and Thomas
Spoilers: set between Par Avion and One Of Us
Summary: She used to have black hair, black clothes, black everything. Claire reminisces on her gothic years with Charlie. Written for
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Disclaimer: I promise I’m only borrowing Charlie and Claire! Darlton and co. can have them back very soon.
( I thought if I acted like someone else, I’d feel more comfortable with myself. )
Day 2
Title: Neon Filth
Spoilers: up to 4x01
Summary: A man sits alone in the neon filth of Los Angeles and remembers the luminous colours of the island. Spoilers for the first episode of season four. For
![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Disclaimer: Lost isn’t mine, I just borrow it from time to time kthx.
( In the mornings I would wake in different cities, underneath different stars. Only they were the same cities, too, in a way. They were still the same stars. )