masterofmidgets: (guitar hero)

Persephone by Vixy and Tony

You came to summer's daughter in the twilight of the day
You swept her off her feet and made to carry her away
And a wordless bargain sealed us, long before our tale was told
That whenever I should come to you be time of grief and cold
And it was capture of a kind, but it was never what they think
They all forget I had a choice, you know
I could have chosen not to eat or drink

But you only knew me in winter
When the leaves had all finished their fall
Yes you only knew me in winter
So how could you know me at all?

And when you send me back to springtime, there is no one who will know
That a part of me remains with you beneath your frozen snow
For an ageless age ago, when there was no such thing as sin
When I pledged to love the darkness, I could see the light within
And they were grieved and shocked, those ancients, for they could not understand
How there could be such truth and joy
How lay such tenderness in such a heavy hand

But you only knew me in winter
When the leaves had all finished their fall
Yes you only knew me in winter
So how could you know me at all?

And I loved you as you were, but you refused to understand
And I cannot be of your keep, and you will not be of my land
If I could plant a winter blossom, would it make you think of me?
In the silence of the summer
In the dawning of the day
There are worlds that you have never tried to see

And once you thought to turn me truly to your queen in more than name
When you saw you were succeeding, did you feel a pang of shame?
For the way you rule your kingdom makes me turn aside and weep
But you rouse in me desires that make me cry out in my sleep
Now even standing in the sunlight, there are shadows in my hair
I feel your cool hand on my throat, oh yes
No matter where I am, I feel you there

But you only held me in winter
When the dead leaves relinquished the fall
Yes you only knew me in winter
No, you never knew me at all

If I had any vidding skills at all I would make a Lex/Clark vid to this song in a heartbeat, and it would be epic and wonderful. Alternatively, if I weren't lazy and uninspired, I would write an AU where Clark is Persephone and Lex is Hades. Either way, this song is gorgeous.

masterofmidgets: (wtf)
Context: [livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore and I were talking about the writing exercises we did today for our respective fiction writing classes. Mine (will post soon) was about stripper cake. This...rapidly veered off into odd directions. Starting with me introducing her to the Lex Luthor and the Forty Cakes meme.

[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : ALL IS EXPLAINED
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Looks like he lost one off the back
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : And yes, all is explained.
[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : he's a bad cake thief
[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : as evidenced by the fact that he hasn't noticed he is clearly stealing /pies/
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : He miscalculated the size of the cakes, though
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : And he stole pies
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Plainly he just grabbed the first baker's wagon he saw
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Because, you know, he's /Lex/. Stealing baked goods. Because he's too embarrassed to admit that he plans to jump out of a cake and strip for his boyfriend.
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : That's one thing I can actually imagine Lex feeling embarrassed about.
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore :Not much else.
[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : and because he's Lex, he feels the need to do it perfectly, so he PRACTICES. OBSESSIVELY
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Yes
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Not just any old jumping out of a cake and stripping will do
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : It has to be perfect. Graceful. Exactly the right spray of frosting. Like something from a movie.
[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : YES. THIS.
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Clark: ...
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Lex: What? It makes perfect sense!
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Clark: It's a cake, Lex. It will be different /every time/
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Lex: *makes evil plans for cakes to be exactly the same*
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Clark: *boggles*
[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : Clark: I'm, no, you know what, I'm just going to be over here with the normal people. Who EAT cake.
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Lex: You don't love me? *wibbly*
[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : Clark: not enough to watch you embarrass your multinational corporation by stealing cake.
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Lex: Fine, /you/ steal the cake.
[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : Clark: NO ONE IS STEALING CAKE. Seriously, Lex, I know this may be a foreign concept to you. But there are bakeries. People will sell you cake. And pie!
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore :
Lex: But they might ask why I wanted it!
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Clark: It's a bakery. They sell cakes for a living. They usually assume people have /parties/. Where they /eat cake//
[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : Lex: don't be ridiculous, Clark, parties are for shrimp cocktail and Ecstasy. Not /cake/.
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Clark: Right. Hey, normal people! What's up?
[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : Lex: fine. I'll be in my lab with the clones.
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Clark: No! Um. Where do you eat cake, then?
[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : Lex: *rolls eyes* Off of someone's stomach. Where do /you/ eat cake?
[livejournal.com profile] telyanofcelore : Clark: *eyes glazed over* Off... someone's... stomach...
*some time later*
Clark: You're right, we'd better not buy cakes from bakeries. They might ask what we do with them.
[livejournal.com profile] masterofmidgets : Lex: and that would be terrible.
masterofmidgets: (cap/iron man)
I have no idea where this came from or where it was supposed to be going, but have some random Clex anyway.



Surprisingly, Bruce is the one who asks the question.

He's never told anyone about Smallville, about those years when the world was simple, if terrifying - dances, dates, shape-shifting monsters -  when sex was Lex Luthor drinking bottled water - when the words Lex and friend could be used in the same sentence without any death threats between. Having it thrown back in his face now, the way Lex had, in front of everyone he'd kept it from, is jarring. The lines between Clark and Superman are supposed to be clearer than this.

"Are you in love with him?" Bruce asks. It's not the question he expects, but trust Bruce to cut straight to the heart of the matter.

"I'm in love with the man he used to be," he says distantly. "And sometimes I wonder if he ever existed to begin with. Or if I was just in love with the man I thought he could be. But not him, not now. Not for a long time."

It's not as much a lie as it could be. That has to count for something.
masterofmidgets: (Default)

Ardently not thinking about school. Or the fact that I am leaving in two days and haven't done any of my laundry. Or that my cell phone hasn't come yet, the bastards. Or that I don't know if I'm going to get the job in the library that I really need because it's the only thing I am qualified for/really want to do, and gods do I need the money, or I won't be able to go to YaoiCon. Or, you know, buy food and textbooks, which is almost as important. NOT THINKING ABOUT THAT.

Instead, I am thinking about cross-dressing prostitute!Draco, and the outfit that Hannah put him in. He has the most outlandish sort of Renaissance-Goth leather jacket, heavy on the bondage - lots of chains and leather straps, jet buttons, satin panels on the front, mandarin collar, some sort of weird Greek style sleeves she described that I cannot for the life of me picture. She drew it out, and she's going to scan it and send it to me. Yay! Meanwhile, I just have to work on getting the dialogue not pathetically awful-sounding. I hate writing dialogue. I hate it I hate it I hate it!!!!!! Especially when I have no idea whatsoever what kind of things you're supposed to say when soliciting a hooker...

The last few days, I've been reading a lot of Clex slash from the Smallville fandom. I feel very...dirty and teenagerish. It's so silly. I totally buy it, but it's still silly. I think I'll keep my Gundam and FF, thanks.

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