Wet can be sexy. Rachel's been doused in enough water as a model to know that. Drops of water running down the body just so. Maybe even a little mud smeared here and there. Totally hot.

This, this is not hot. This is weeks of soul-crushing, hair ruining, roof leaking horror. You know what else is not hot? Trudging around in rain boots and giant rain ( Read more... )

In London, the snow had never been white. It hadn't snowed often but, when it had, it had been grey like ash, which made sense when, most of the time, the world had felt like it was on fire. On the island, the snow is white and thick and it's like icing on the wedding cake of a hut that her and Babe find themselves living in. Nelson's wearing ( Read more... )

Dated November 21, 2009: Mid-morning on a beautiful Saturday, the island had its very first polygamist wedding. And yeah, all the grooms showed up this time.
[ HERE | Some threads still On-going | A very fluffy PG]

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In the end, she all but takes the hut apart.

There's a certain sort of person that survives by not letting very few people meet the real them. Eden became one of those people when she was not much older than four. Later, she became Major Sinclair, and she all but forgot that she'd even got a birth name, for a while. But she never forgot her ( Read more... )

Pepper couldn't remember the last time she felt so harried. Planning something this large on what was essentially short notice would have been taxing back home, but was all the more difficult on the island, which lacked most of the conveniences that made party planning actually enjoyable ( Read more... )

Dated October 3rd, 2009:
Eden finally sucks it up and goes to tell her best friend that she's getting married. Alice reacts...well, pretty much exactly the way that Eden thought she would.

[HERE | ONGING | PG]

It's not surprising. He's been here far too long for it to be that ( Read more... )

Something in Walt’s brain clicks when Sgt. Colbert shoots his smoke grenade, blue gas escaping from it, but the car doesn’t stop. He faintly remembers the LT telling Brad he doesn’t like the idea of this, that they’re here to stop suicide bombers, and smoke grenades basically do shit, really. Maybe it’s sleep deprivation that makes him do it, maybe ( Read more... )

In the rec room, a slightly sunburned Babe Heffron carefully lines up a shot on the pool table with his pool cue and puts another ball into the corner pocket. It plucks into place as it always does. Babe's good at pool, but not as good as other people, one of whom isn't here anymore. Doing this now feels pretty damn flat. It ain't like he's got ( Read more... )

August 7th, 2009:
On the first day of the first Homeplot weekend, Eden Sinclair wakes up back in Glasgow and finds out that Babe and Davos have come along for the ride.

[ HERE | FTB| PG for some swearing]

August 20th, 2009:
After Babe proposes Eden goes to find Davos.

[ HERE | Complete| Suitable for all]