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Jan. 30th, 2014
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Jan. 30th, 2014 03:34 amOh dear gods, no... I am not writing revenge fic. There's a scene in Smallville, season 2, Exodus that just BEGS to be slashed.
Down iun the caves. Clark goes down to find all the Luthor corp machinery. And Lionel find him there. He whispers a great secret to Clark, the key is similar in composition to the meteor rocks. They're so close Clark could be licked.
EEP!
And Lionel would do it out of revenge for what Clark did in the interstices/fanon of the episode "Red." (there's a lot of RedK!Clark/Lione noncon from that ep) and this would be the turn-about, the revenge for that...oh dear gods. WANT
And Lionel is offering Clark a key made of green kryptonite, making him sick, and weak and easily manipulated.... eep
Bad bunnies! Bad bad! back to your hutches.
I haven't done the squeeing fangirl thing in a very long time. It... doesn't sit as well as it used to.
And I do need to lay off Smallville. Mudd was unamused to hear a very Lionel-like statement out of my mouth today. I'm having work problems and the person in question is a Sullivan. I was discussing some of the chicanery she'd pulled last night and added, "Yes, I don't think our Miss Sullivan is long for this job..." And Mudd LOOKED at me.
I eeped and suggested I stop mainlining SV.
His response was "Yes, that would be a good idea." I heard the unspoken "because I make a terrible Martha." And if you get THAT reference, you've been reading my LJ Waaaaay too long.
Down iun the caves. Clark goes down to find all the Luthor corp machinery. And Lionel find him there. He whispers a great secret to Clark, the key is similar in composition to the meteor rocks. They're so close Clark could be licked.
EEP!
And Lionel would do it out of revenge for what Clark did in the interstices/fanon of the episode "Red." (there's a lot of RedK!Clark/Lione noncon from that ep) and this would be the turn-about, the revenge for that...oh dear gods. WANT
And Lionel is offering Clark a key made of green kryptonite, making him sick, and weak and easily manipulated.... eep
Bad bunnies! Bad bad! back to your hutches.
I haven't done the squeeing fangirl thing in a very long time. It... doesn't sit as well as it used to.
And I do need to lay off Smallville. Mudd was unamused to hear a very Lionel-like statement out of my mouth today. I'm having work problems and the person in question is a Sullivan. I was discussing some of the chicanery she'd pulled last night and added, "Yes, I don't think our Miss Sullivan is long for this job..." And Mudd LOOKED at me.
I eeped and suggested I stop mainlining SV.
His response was "Yes, that would be a good idea." I heard the unspoken "because I make a terrible Martha." And if you get THAT reference, you've been reading my LJ Waaaaay too long.
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Jan. 30th, 2014 09:21 pmI watched this tonight and kinda melted all over the chair at this.
That look haunts dreams throughout the cyber'verse.
It makes grown man's mouths go dry, and beautiful women wonder what it would be like to crawl to her feet.
It makes tops wonder if they've met their match and subs whimper with longing.
It makes Kinsey 5.75 men consider, maybe just this once, a touch of her hand.
It makes Kinsey 0.25 women imagine the same.
And then she's gone, in a sweep of black, leaving behind the faintest scent of honeyed wine and myrrh.
This one, on the other hand, is given only to her beloved. This is the smile that led David benEzra to defy his brother and marry. The smile that Ariel wishes he could have, but never will.
That look haunts dreams throughout the cyber'verse.
It makes grown man's mouths go dry, and beautiful women wonder what it would be like to crawl to her feet.
It makes tops wonder if they've met their match and subs whimper with longing.
It makes Kinsey 5.75 men consider, maybe just this once, a touch of her hand.
It makes Kinsey 0.25 women imagine the same.
And then she's gone, in a sweep of black, leaving behind the faintest scent of honeyed wine and myrrh.
This one, on the other hand, is given only to her beloved. This is the smile that led David benEzra to defy his brother and marry. The smile that Ariel wishes he could have, but never will.