warning

Don't threaten me with Clark/Lana fic. I can do it ickier than you can.

( the proof, cut for the squeamish )

Greenlit (SV, PG-13)

Apparently my writer's block is clearing up, cos here's another story done and ready to go. In another recent trend, this is all seperis Jenn's fault -- no, really, it's a flashback for her latest epic, for which she requires much stalking and prodding from all her fans.

It's also grrleloquence Val's birthday present, or the part of it she's getting close to her actual birthday, anyway. It was actually yesterday, and I missed it cos I suck and wasn't paying attention. Happy Birthday, Val! Mwah!

And, if I can cajole her into accepting it at this late date, it's also part of Kassie's Crayola Challenge.

Finally, this will be posted to the SSA once it's back up, hopefully soon.
edit: Archived. Follow the link for the final version.

( Greenlit )

other fic in my LJ

random insanity strikes again

My boy won. As if there was ever any doubt?

Never mind who can kick whose arse, who's the one you want to lick the sweat off when he comes home from saving the world?

Batman vs. Superman

And whoever came up with the above-linked site is on ever so much crack.

allegory

Jesus is hanging crucified, thorns digging in his scalp, half-healed whip weals on his back, spear-wound bleeding down his side. Two other Jesuses are standing before the cross, each with similar wounds.

Jesus-3 turns to Jesus-2. "Does it hurt? Let me see."

Jesus-2 spreads his arms, and Jesus-3 probes a finger into the gash in his flank. The pain is singular, shocking. When Jesus-2 can see and feel again, he's alone, Golgotha deserted but for him. He doesn't know the way to the tomb.


If you have no idea what that was about, you aren't supposed to. If you do, well, I don't need to tell you what you ought to do. Ought to have done.