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*

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.

Comments

[raincitygirl.livejournal.com]

Re: Hooker!Clark, I know that WIP became an official WIR (work in retirement) a long time ago, but I was always curious as to what vague thoughts you had sketched out re: future events in that plot. Since you can't answer everything, I'll give you a selection to pick 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).

[seperis.livejournal.com]

1.) It would end with Clark and Lex slowly and sinuously taking over Metropolis nad LuthorCorp together. One of the more fun things I have snippeted somewhere is Stella and Clark seducing one of the LuthorCorp board and then blackmailing them, which helps Lex take over. IT was fun.

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.

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[seperis.livejournal.com]

3.) Here is their meeting.

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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[raincitygirl.livejournal.com]

Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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[seperis.livejournal.com]

Clark takes it as an invitation, permission, and moves, almost too-fast but not quite, Lex-skin under his hand, so perfectly smooth, like Lex has never needed to shave. "I--"

"I have plans for you." And like he was never asleep, Lex is sitting up, no bleary-eyed groping, just pushing Clark down on his back, and kissing him with slow intensity. Hands on his shoulders push Clark into the pillows, and Clark is perfectly happy to just lay here, Lex straddling him with a pleased grin, like everything in the universe was here just for his entertainment. Life is so much *easier* like this, it's like he could just stay right here and be *this*.

"So, looked around the castle?" Lex straightens, sitting back on Clark's waist like a comfortalbe chair and--Lex wants to talk *now*?

"I--" Yes, I have. When I lived in this town. "Um. Not really. It's--big." Lex is neatly undoing his cufflinks with little, electric flickers of his fingers, slowly revealing the length of a delicate wrist. Clark tries not to stare.

"It's that." Lex balances himself with his knees, and Clark forces back all thoughts of Lionel Luthor and Marian and everything else wrong. Time with Lex is too rare, too valuable. He can't waste it. "You're too thin."

Clark blinks. "I--"

Slim hands pull at the t-shirt gently, stripping it off, work the button of the jeans gently open. They've been looser recently, Clark thinks, drowsy contentment washing through him. Maybe he has lost weight. "I could keep you here," Lex says, and Clark almost tenses, but Lex is stroking down his chest, nails grazing his skin like electricity. "Like this. You wouldn't need them."

Clark swallows. His throat feels tiny and shuttered, and his hands clench helplessly at his sides. What comes out of his mouth doesn't sound anything like his own voice. "Would you?"

Both hands brace on the bed on either side of Clark's shoulders, and Lex kisses him again, too fast to do anything but taste. "I would. I could. I want to."

Clark thinks of Silvia in the car, the silence below the radio, the way she'd left the minute she'd settled him in bed. Lex knew, he *had* to know. "Lex--"

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[raincitygirl.livejournal.com]

Oh God, you're a horrible person. You quit writing right before THE conversation. You're evil and soulless.

At least have the decency to give me a two-sentence summary of how the rest of the scene would've gone, if you'd gotten that far.

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[waverly.livejournal.com]

I'm very pleased to have these scenes!

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[greenheart8.livejournal.com]

Tease. I could pay you for more...wait no I couldn't. :( I could give you my cat? She's very lovely. Any way, thanks for this little bit wonderful as always.

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[jamjar.livejournal.com]

I know it's been ages since you wrote this, but I kind of randomly stumbled across it just recently and wanted you to know that I enjoyed it and it's good to know it would have ended with blackmail and devious plots and Lex petting Clark while Stella was off being fabulous somewhere, and probably Chloe was too.

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[niccy07.livejournal.com]

This reply is late but I had to ask about your comment:

One of the more fun things I have snippeted somewhere is Stella and Clark seducing one of the LuthorCorp board and then blackmailing them, which helps Lex take over. IT was fun.

Is there any chance this snippet would see the light of day? If not that's ok. I was just curious. Thank you for the snippet above ^_^