manorsuperman: (lanois)
Of all the traditions they'd started together, Lois and Lana's favorite was dragging Clark to the Planet's annual Christmas party.

[POST @ MUSEBYSENTENCE]
manorsuperman: (lanois)
Today a very special snowglobe will arrive on Lois' doorstep. With it is a hand written note.

I thought of you when I saw it. Now the pixies will never leave you, considering you can keep from breaking the thing. Hope you have a wonderful birthday.

Love always,
Lana
manorsuperman: (crying)
"People have scars in all sorts of unexpected places. Like secret roadmaps of their personal histories, diagrams of all their old wounds."

[ooc: Please remember that this is history from a previous pan-fandom RP I participated in, and the Bart Allen in this, though of Smallville canon, is several years older than Lana.]

She sat on the edge of lavish sheets, arms limp and shoulders slumped, eyes staring bleakly at nothing. She'd been avoidant in the past few days, barely leaving the room let alone the mansion. Even with Bart she was distant. She flinched at his touch, had to force herself to even look at him. Part of her felt dead. If it weren't for the emotional sting, she would have thought maybe she was.

She thought she'd escaped Isobel Thoreaux forever, that her ancestor was part of her past that was far behind her, but nothing was ever really over in this God forsaken city. Whatever beings were in charge here decided what would and wouldn't be. They brought her here from her own world, and others from theirs, past, present and future. She was grateful to know and love Bart rather than Lex in any form, glad to use the resources left behind by the latter to help rather than harm, more than happy to have known a version of Lois Lane who could be her best friend instead of an annoying pain in the ass. Then there were Kara and Jack. Kara wasn't from her world and Jack was a Power Ranger from 2025, but the both of them were like her children, even if neither was much younger than she was.

For all of this, she wanted to stay. The rest of it was killing her, slowly but surely.

*** )
manorsuperman: (concern)
Haven't heard from you in a while. You okay?
manorsuperman: (working)
[locked to Clark, Eirene, Chloe and Lois]

What a week. Is it over yet?

Just letting a few of you know that I'll be out of town this weekend. Not sure where I'm off to just yet, but you have my number if you need me.
manorsuperman: (playful yeah)
GENERAL:
(001) Your gender: Female
(002) Sexual orientation: Straight
(003) Single? No.
(004) Do you want to be? Absolutely not.
(005) Your birthday: August 12
(006) Age you wish you were: I'm good with 22.
(007) Your height: 5'4"
(008) The color of your eyes: Hazel
(009) The color of your hair: Dark brown.
(010) Piercings: Ears.
(011) Tattoos: No.

Read more... )
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: (playful yeah)
Forget socks. This one is better.

You Are Designer Panties
You demand the best, from head to toe.

And your panties have to be pure couture, for your own luxury.

Men feel like you're a worthy challenge, though you can be difficult to catch.

You exude a polished, sexy vibe that tends to attract confident men.


You know what this means, of course.

I might be spending too much time with Lois.
manorsuperman: (with lois)
[ooc: Inspired by the April Fools fun with [livejournal.com profile] reporters_lane and [livejournal.com profile] chloeas. I haven't asked permission from anyone, so...for now I'm going to say this is just fic, not to be applied as actual history, yada yada, unless you decide it does. Even though it kinda does have [livejournal.com profile] reporters_lane and a mention of [livejournal.com profile] chloeas. PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! I just HAD to write this!]

Femmeslashy. There, I warned. )
manorsuperman: (sweet)
You Should Light a Berry Candle
You are creative yet down to earth. You have unique tastes, but you aren't snobby or picky.
You crave new experiences. You enjoy unusual things even more once you can get your friends into them.

You're the type of person who's a trend setter and an innovator. You know what's fated to become popular.
You find the world energizing and inspiring. For you, there's nothing like the thrill of discovery.


More quizzes. )

Same quizzes, different Lana. QBL!Lana to be exact. )
manorsuperman: (lanois)
[ooc: Lame!prompt response is lame. Filling the request of [livejournal.com profile] reporter_chloe made a couple of months ago for what she refers to as "Lanois". AU Season 8, negative Brainiac and Clana hookup. Doesn't apply to any Lois muses out there, of course. Unless you want it to, but I seriously doubt that. It's slightly femmeslashy, but not really. I would rate it...a high PG13. I warned, so don't yell at me. It's just an inside joke, anyway.]

This isn't going to work, Lois. )
manorsuperman: (black and white hot)
[ooc: This is not marked with a point in canon, because it's unclear how far ahead in the future the AU timeline of Apocalypse is and there's no way of knowing when Lana would go to Paris and meet her husband, Pierre Rousseau. So I've left it kinda open.]

Lana was alone at the home of her Aunt Nell and Uncle Dean, taking a break from Met U. The semester had just started and already she was starting to feel overwhelmed. Maybe it was because she was anxious to be done with college already and make the move to Paris. She told herself it wouldn't be much longer, to just hang in there, but it didn't seem to make anything easier. She was just thankful for this time alone.

Or she would be, if someone wasn't knocking on the door just as she was preparing to make herself a pot of coffee.

> Who is at the door?
>>> Jimmy Olsen with a confused look on his face.
>>> Pete Ross with a single rose.
>>> Lois Lane in jeans and a low cut top.
>>> Nell. She forgot something.
>>> Sam and Dean Winchester, complete with suits and fake badges.
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.]

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