Sunday, May 6th, 2007 01:24 pm
fannish things to ponder
Okay, so. I feel all warm and cuddly in fandom's general direction, so.
Two options:
1.) Ask me about my fic--something I wrote, character, plotline, even a really short commentary--and I'll give you an explanation, snippet, or something. Kind of like a dvd commentary, but shorter and faster. *g*
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2.) If I've recced your fic and you don't know why or want to know what I liked about it and I was unclear (this happens a lot), ask. And I'll tell you.
Um, I'll do as many as I can, but I don't know how many that will be. So um, if you're interested, post.
Two options:
1.) Ask me about my fic--something I wrote, character, plotline, even a really short commentary--and I'll give you an explanation, snippet, or something. Kind of like a dvd commentary, but shorter and faster. *g*
OR
2.) If I've recced your fic and you don't know why or want to know what I liked about it and I was unclear (this happens a lot), ask. And I'll tell you.
Um, I'll do as many as I can, but I don't know how many that will be. So um, if you're interested, post.
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From:Wonderful Story
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From:*looks shifty*
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From:Hmm. You know there was a lot more. I could post it--it's the stuff that happens after the story. Y/N?
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From:"I'll build my own empire," Lex answers softly, and Clark draws his knees up, leaning into Lex with a deep breath of salty air, shutting his eyes. A gentle hand brushes the hair off his forehead. "What's yours?"
Clark grins blindly into the sky, settling more comfortably into the sand. "I don't need one."
I've chosen to read this as Clark is simply happy to be with Lex, that he doesn't need to build his own empires.
Am I correct?
Also, what do you foresee happening in this universe. In that, does Clark tell Lex about his powers? And if so, when?
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From:Um. They go back. Clark's parents argue a lot. Clark goes to college in Metropolis, and he has adventures with criminals. One evening, Lex is attacked by something while they are out together and Clark rescues him and Lex sees what he is. Lex is pissed that Clark never told him, and a month of silence ensues. Then Lex calls Clark, they talk.
After Clark graduates, they move in together and live happily ever after.
*g*
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From:I never finished it. It was set originally before the snippet adn was supposed to include it. After Breathe Dust, where Lex gets the copy of the audio that has his adultery on it, Daniel, one of Chloe's reporters, vanishes while tracing a story about some new cult that worships the sun. It turns out they worship a Kryptonian that came to earth a few years before. He's building up an army of followers and starts a rampage/conquest. Clark goes to the fortress to find out what to do and finally asks for something to reverse his change to humanity so he can find the evil Kryptonian. The Fortress has an idea, but cannot implment it, so Clark goes to Lex. Lex, thinking that he's going to lose Clark, researches and gets his people to figure out how to reverse it. After the battle, in which Clark is injured badly, Lex takes him to the fortress to recover, where he and Clark finally talk about what happened. Then when Clark's recoverd, they return home and after some time, they stay together and happily ever after.
I'm a huge fan of happily ever after.
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From:I'm a huge fan of happily ever after.
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From:Thanks for plot points.
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From:And I loved, loved, loved him growing up in Canada with Rodney. Dear God. That never stops being the funniest thing in history. I love to hear about their childhood and how they grew up. And I love how you put in SG1 to give this universe an entirely different feel from any other.
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From:Hmm. what happens next. Chloe blushes when she sees Clark at school the next day. And she--maybe--set it up so she would drop by teh farm more often when she knows Lex will be there. *g*
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From:1. How would it have ended?
2. What bad things would've happened to Lionel?
3. How did you envision Lex and Clark's next meeting? (i.e. Clark presumably has worked out where Lex's castle actually is, and given that Stella already spilled the beans to Lex re: Lionel, I assume he'll want to talk to Clark on that subject).
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From:2.) Retirement. *g* If it could be called that. I kind of wanted to kill him, but thought it wuold be more fun if he had to watch.
See next comment.
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From:Clark wakes up with an unfamiliar grogginess, the kind that comes only after sleep, the real kind, the kind that lasts forever, rested everywhere, every muscle loose, feeling--God, good. So good. Good enough not to want to move, just lay there, surfacing by inches, first to the warmth of the bed beneath him, the heavy, unfamiliar bedclothes, the slide of fine cotton sheets against his skin at his first experiemental shift. So good. So *fucking* good.
The room's warm and not familiar at all. Clark could care less. It's enough to be here in the big, warm bed, tasting nothing but sleep, hearing nothing but night-sounds, nothing like Metropolis--
Night sounds that are *nothing* like Metropolis.
Oh God, he's in Smallville.
Sitting up, Clark jerks the sheet back, then hesitates. What's he going to do? Run back? That's not suspicious at all. Blinking, Clark takes in the sparse grandeur of the room. Luthor Manor. Years ago, he and Pete sneaked in to look around after a childhood of hearing the stories about the place, all sheet-covered furniture and dust. They hadn't stayed long enough to get more than impressions of 'really huge' before security, making an occasional round, came too close for comfort.
It's not quite as he remembers, but he supposes the lack of sheets make a difference. Another shift, and Clark freezes at the sounds of another body. He's not alone.
It may be dread, or just normal, garden variety what the fuck. Lex is sleeping a few neat feet away--God knows, the bed is big enough for it--still in his business best, tie loosened but still circling his throat, cufflinks gleaming in the faint light from the window. Socked feet. Like Lex came in and just collapsed flat out, and he defniitely wasn't here when Clakr went to sleep. Slowly--though really, this size a bed, Clark could probably do jumping jacks and Lex would never notice--Clark shifts back down and onto his side, studying Lex sleep. It's never the same twice, like a snowflake. Lex looks tense now, and Clark fights the urge to touch. Lex probably knows, and he's still here, which means something, he guesses, though he's not sure what.
God, he wants to touch, and he's not sure he should. He digs his fingers into the sheet to quell the urge that's as instinctive as breathing now.
He's not sure how long he lays there, just watching--the spalsh of moonlight slowly crawls up the bed, a hazy square of silver that seems destined for Lex, and Clark watches it flow over long legs, narrow hips, up the slim, boneless body that's collapsed into a liquid sprawl, just touching his chest when the blue eyes open, suddenly and completely awake, like Clark is at Marian's, when he's never sure what he'll wake up to. A flickering second where Lex doesn't even seem to be breathing, just watching, then that slow, thick smile. "I've missed you."
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From:I might think of more, but that's the first story that popped into my head. *g*
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From:I'd love to read anything you have to say about that fic really or the strange-verse, which I adore.
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From:After the first time, he spent weeks avoiding personal interactions with everyone. Too freaked out by what they saw. After a while, normality came back and John sort of got over it. And as he got to know his team better, saw them at their worst and best, it became--easier. Less exposing that they saw him like that. When the second time hit, of course, it was just Rodney and Teyla, which made it much easier--still embarrassing, but not the horrific feeling of utter exposure.
Hmm. I kind of want to do some snippets on both timelines from John's pov now. Darn it.
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From:Here.
http://seperis.livejournal.com/312605.html
It pretty much happened like that. After posting and reading all the comments, it got stuck in my head, and I had the first scene, with Rodney seeing Sheppard for the first time. Creating their crimes was the best part; it was so easy, and so natural to turn what they are to the dark side.
Part of it also came from all the sociopath John discussions. I never got along with that theory, but the idea of him being one in some AU just would not get out of my head. So there it went. And you know, Rodney the psycho mad scientist and Carson the unhinged Mengele and Elizabeth teh charismatic cult leader--God, too perfect.
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From:I tracked you via theme_clex _recs, and I recently read your stories, Landscape and the Yard. And I would like to know if Landscape is finished and where i can find it, or if not, then PLEASE finish it. I LOVE your writing and the way you portray Clarck and Lex in Landscape, and would very much like to know how the story ends.
Thanks.
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