manorsuperman: (multiples)
[ooc: Normally this would be locked, but Lana has been lacking in interaction lately, so in an effort to jumpstart that, I'm leaving it open. Please keep all of that to this post and out of any continuity unless the both of us agree otherwise.]

1. It's not your fault. Stop blaming yourself.
2. You want to see the best in people. That's great, but even fairytales have villains.
3. Nell loves you. Stop taking her for granted.
4. Dean Winters is not the enemy.
5. Neither is Clark Kent.
6. When you have a gut feeling, don't ignore it. It's usually right.
7. Don't stay in a relationship you know doesn't work just because you're afraid of being alone.
8. All this will be worth it someday.
9. For the love of God, cut your hair. It looks better shorter.
10. Don't get married. Just don't.
manorsuperman: (broken)
[ooc: Set in the Langchester verse, somewhere at the tail end of Supernatural Season 4. Sam is [livejournal.com profile] likely_evil, Dean is [livejournal.com profile] winchesterjerk.]

"Um..."

Lana stood on her balcony, looking up at the stars. It had been many, many years since she'd attempted any sort of prayer. Since she'd learned the certainty of the existence of angels and demons, the subject had passed through her mind several times; this was her finally facing it.

"You probably don't care about anything I have to say." She gave a soft laugh. "I mean, who is Lana Lang?" She paused, pursing her lips before continuing. "There's obviously something big happening here, and the Winchesters are in the middle of it all." Another pause. "I know Sam—probably isn't your favorite person right now—and I don't exactly blame you for that—but he's a good man. He's really lost right now, but that doesn't mean he has to stay that way."

Lana took a deep breath. Her eyes were starting to water and it was getting harder to speak.

"Please...I'll never ask for anything else, just-bring him back from where he's going."
manorsuperman: (queen)
[ooc: Welcome to the world of meta crack, aka, fic that takes place in my headspace. Written for [livejournal.com profile] obscurum_in_is, this picture being the prompt. The Ruby speaking ([livejournal.com profile] bloodinmyear) and Kira ([livejournal.com profile] melodiousyellow) are mine. Baby daddy!Dean = [livejournal.com profile] hasperkynipples, demon!Dean = [livejournal.com profile] obscurum_in_is and other!Ruby = [livejournal.com profile] ilove_atallman, all mentioned with love.]

"I really don't wanna hear about it, Ruby."

"Why not?" The blonde dipped a fry into the pool of ketchup on the table before her. "Not like you remember the sex with your Dean—or should I call him yo baby daddy?"

Lana sent a look Ruby's way. "You should, because if I recall correctly, he's one of yours."

She nodded. "Yeah, guess you're right. Still—it was damn good. Thought you'd like the details."

"He's a demon."

"Please. Like you're not already screwing one."

"...that's different."

A smirk. "Why? Because she's a Ruby?"

"Shut up."

Ruby took another fry from the pile. "Does this mean you won't help me pick a nickname for my non-shortbus?"

"Go ask Kira. I'm sure she'll be less annoyed."

The demon pushed herself up to a standing position. "Whatever, bitch."

Lana did the same. "That's Queen Bitch to you."
manorsuperman: (woman in white)
ExpandPicture Prompt )

[ooc: More of Eli Lang. Clark is [livejournal.com profile] superfarmboy, mentioned in passing and with lots of love.]

Lana was just finishing her clothing search for the next load of laundry. When she went to collect Eli's socks from his shoes, she noticed him scribbling with a black crayon.

"What's my little man drawing today?"

"Cow," he said simply, not stopping to look up at her.

"Think you could draw Mommy a horse?"

"NO!" he insisted. "Cow for Unca Cark!"

"Okay, okay," she said laughing. "A cow for Uncle Clark. I'm sure he'll be very happy to have it."

She had only taken a few steps away when she heard a little gasp.

"Uh oooh..."

"'Uh oh'? What's 'uh oh'?"

"I bwoke my cwayon..."
manorsuperman: (downcast)
[ooc: [livejournal.com profile] hero_farmboy did it first, but I couldn't resist following suit. Normally, this would be so very locked, but as before me, it's fun to shake things up a bit from time to time. Just remember that what's in this post stays here and is not to be carried over into any continuity. It will also cover several verses, complete meta, and possibly fics I've written, so...yeah. Cross the verses if you want, since it's not like it counts.]

1. I kind of want to kiss Lois again.

2. Sam Winchester is like...the missing piece of my soul. I know feeling that way is going to get me hurt, but it doesn't change anything.

3. Part of me will always love Clark, but I want an equal. I don't want to stand next to someone for the rest of my life and feel like a tiny speck of nothing. I hate myself for feeling that way, but I do and I know I'll never get over it.

4. The previous confession doesn't stop me from having sex dreams about him.

5. I think Tess Mercer is the sexiest woman I've ever met, and if completely discreet...I might consider a one night stand.

6. I'm afraid to talk about my problems because I don't want to be a whiner.

7. Fine, I admit it. I'm kinky. I like biting and clawing and sex in corn fields.

8. I am in no way interested in or even attracted to him...but Dean's sex scenes turn me on.

9. I really did love Bizarro. I didn't want to kill him.

10. Bart Allen is a sex god.
manorsuperman: (single eye)
[ooc: Set after Supernatural 4.16 On The Head of a Pin, though not really spoilery. Sam here is [livejournal.com profile] likely_evil, used without permission, but I suspect I won't be demonically killed for it. [livejournal.com profile] reporter_chloe and [livejournal.com profile] winchesterjerk are also mentioned in passing.]

ExpandIt wasn't supposed to be more than a blind date )
manorsuperman: (you make me so hot)
[Completely Private]

Clark Kent.

No, it'll never work out, but God what I wouldn't give for just one night, just one.

Of course I can't, because it's never just one night or one kiss or one anything, and when it ends, it's never anything but excruciatingly painful.

Still...

I need a cold shower.
manorsuperman: (listening)
Uh...no, I don't think I have. If I did and I don't remember, it was probably Clark and he didn't want to tell me I said something embarrassing.

I know I've drunk posted, though. New years...let's not relive that, please.
manorsuperman: (shine)
[1]
I Survived You
Clay Aiken


I survived the crash
survived the burn
survived the worst, yeah baby, but I've learned
survived the lies
survived the blues
almost killed me, but I survived the truth
and when you wrote me off like I was doomed
I survived you

this heart's been torn in two
cut and bruised
with too many bitter endings
I'll be damned if I have thoughts of you
rain on my new beginning


Expandmore songs )
manorsuperman: (black and white pillows)
[locked from everyone but [livejournal.com profile] reporter_chloe]

  1. Part of me still wants Lex, and I hate myself for it.
  2. I've actually thought of taking my own life. How cowardly is that?
  3. As many bad men I've fallen in with, I wonder what that says about me.
  4. I read the letter Chloe wrote Clark sophomore year. (Sorry, Chloe.)
  5. When I came back to Smallville for my last year of high school, there were times my heart ached to see Pete Ross walking down the hall, even though I was dating Jason Teague.
  6. Clark Kent was born Kal-El on a planet called Krypton.
  7. I was never pregnant with Lex's baby. I only thought I was because he did everything he could to make sure of it. I've never told anyone (until now).
  8. I think Johnny Depp is one ugly son of a bitch.
  9. I kind of want to screw Oliver Queen.
  10. It might have made me a little crazy...but I think I might have enjoyed that kiss from Abby Fine.
manorsuperman: (with baby - unhappy)
[ooc: I blame you for this! OOC comments only, please! Obviously (as I've tagged) no one is seeing this!]

Dear little one,

I'm so sorry. I never meant for this to happen. I don't know what your life will be like, but I can't imagine it will be good. I don't know what kind of powers you will have or if you'll ever be able to enjoy a warm day at the lake. I should have known your father wasn't who he said he was. I was so stupid.

But that doesn't mean I don't love you or that you're a monster like him. He was what he was because of how he chose to live, not where he came from. You don't have to be like him. You can be whoever you want to be. You can overcome anything if you just set your mind to it. Trust me, I know.

We're going to get through this. I promise.

Love always,
Mom
manorsuperman: (black scare)
Ten People I've Hurt
(because those are easier to list)

1) Whitney Fordman
2) Chloe Sullivan
3) Clark Kent
4) Genevieve Teague
5) Buffy Sanders
6) Lex Luthor
7) Lionel Luthor
8) Lois Lane
9) Casey Brock
10) myself

[ooc: "Buffy Sanders" is not her real name, but her real name isn't actually mentioned so...yeah.]
manorsuperman: (pain)
Less candles.

Bubble gum.

Sam Winchester.

But to be honest, I don't wish for anything anymore. Every time I have and I've gotten it, it's never turned out the way I expected. Somehow, something goes wrong. My "less candles" could just be one big candle that tips over and burns down the place. The bubble gum could be already chewed, and Sam? With my luck, it wouldn't really be Sam, just some psycho with a shapeshifting ability who would like nothing better than to see me dead, or maybe a different kind of psycho would drop his bloody corpse on my doorstep.

Sorry, no wishes for me.
manorsuperman: (crying)
It was now just one hour into the new year and Lana had taken a cab from Chloe's back to the Smallville Inn where she was currently staying. She was more than a little drunk, but she managed to make it to her room just fine. As soon as the door shut, all the light and laughter faded from the night and the darkness crept in from all sides. It was a darkness she'd been trying to escape for some time, but it always returned full force, no matter what she did, no matter how she tried to nurture any bit of goodness she could find.

He's not like us, Lana. You might not want to admit it, but we understand each other.

Over a year had passed since he'd spoken those words, but she could still hear them as clear as if he was standing just behind her. It was one of the things she feared the most. She feared she understood Lex, and far too well. She feared her luck with men wasn't luck at all, that she was attracted to these men, who were eventually revealed to be more disturbed than the last, for a reason.

The darkness was there. She could feel it. She feared she could do nothing to stop it from totally consuming her.

Lana twisted the knob of the bathroom sink and splashed warm water on her face before staring back at her reflection.

Just face it, Lana. Inside, we're the same. We belong together.

She stared at herself for two more seconds before she pulled her arm back and sent her fist flying straight into the mirror.

Lana heaved a few deep breaths as she watched the glass shatter. The pain in her hand didn't bother her. Not really. After all, she deserved it after all the pain she'd caused, especially heartbreak she'd helped bring on the one man she'd ever loved who actually wanted to help the world. For that she deserved to die as much as Lex.

She didn't bother to wash the blood off her hand, or how she would explain, just removed the small shards of glass that had embedded themselves into her skin before climbing into bed, hoping maybe the stress that Clark's powers had taken on her body that day would finally take it's toll. Maybe she'd get lucky and she would just keep sleeping, and the world wouldn't have to suffer the Luthor she knew was still inside her.

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