fanfic peeve of the week

[buggery]

Because I'm finding myself with plenty enough to gripe about at least once a week.

It's in the details, people:

Lex's desk is glass, not wood; it has metal legs and no drawers; it's really more of a table. The chair behind it is neither padded nor leather. These things are clearly visible in numerous episodes.

Or is there another show people are watching that I've missed out on? From the number of stories in which Lex swivels his leather desk chair for a blowjob, or Clark fetches lube out of the desk drawer, or someone gets bent over his heavy wood desk and grips the sides of it, I'm starting to wonder.

Comments

[lexcorp-hope.livejournal.com]

I don't think they are. I think he likes having them around, and he obviously uses them, but I don't think they actually belong to him. Of course, I have no evidence one way or the other, but I can't imagine Lex's place in Metropolis having a pool table. He uses it more as a tool than a toy, something to put between himself and the people around him, a focus and a physical manifestation of his mood.

And I'll give you a card on it saying something about Lex that he continues to use the glass table as a desk. What, I don't quite know though. It's late and I used up all my intelligence arguing morphology with Jen. *grin*

[buggery.livejournal.com]

I can't imagine Lex's place in Metropolis having a pool table.

Prolly not, but that doesn't mean Lex didn't just buy them specifically for the castle. (I really should go check my tape of the pilot and see if there was one hiding under a sheet during the fencing match with Heike.)

I haven't decided what 'something' I want to read into the glass desk, either... partly because there are so many possibilities, many of them complementary. There's definitely a conceit there, though, if a subtler one than Clark's telescope.