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Looking-Glass, by Jenn (R)
Fandom: SMALLVILLE
Pairings: Clark Kent/Lex Luthor; Clark/Lex/Lana Lang
Warnings: Hurt/Comfort
Length: 23,300 Words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
seperis
Author Website: Indulgence
Why this must be read:
Amid the devastation and death from the meteor shower accompanying the crash-landing of a small space ship, an assemblage of good folk of Smallville gather around the little unharmed occupant.
"Where is it?" Ethan's voice is hard, and Jonathan swallows, freeing himself from Nell before stepping back. Black and red stains criss-cross the soft flannel of his shirt, and her perfume clings to him over the smell of burned corn and fresh earth. He turns toward the truck, feeling a vague sense of unreality.
Behind him, he can hear Ethan draw his gun.
The creature looks up at him with huge dark eyes, uncomprehending, but reaches up with thin arms as Jonathan wraps the blanket close. Something in his chest tightens at the trust in the tiny arms that curve around his neck, but one look at Nell straightens him, and he can feel her eyes on him, dark and hard.
Men form a loose semi-circle around him as Jonathan deposits the bundle of dark hair and warm body on a blanket on the ground. He catches himself straightening it when the little body tilts over, and it gives him a slow, toothy smile, free and innocent.
Jesus. It looks so much like a real child.
"Where did you find him?" Ethan says, and Jonathan straightens, turning around.
"In the field." Even to himself, his voice sounds strangled. "There was a ship."
The low murmurs flow around him like water, and Jonathan takes a step back.
"It looks almost human," he hears Nell say in a low voice. "It--it killed--" Her voice trickles off into silence, and Jonathan finds himself watching how her face crumples again, hands shaking as she clenches them in the tails of her shirt. He's not even sure what he's doing when he wraps an arm around her shoulders, and she leans into him, her bones as thin and fragile as a bird's beneath his hand.
"Dig a hole," Ethan whispers...
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Martha Kent (although soon to divest herself of that surname and its attendant husband) is the wondrous force for survival in this engrossing story, for herself and for her little alien she's rescued from its brutal fate.
More than survival - survival, in style - and those involved will find that brutal cruelty is best served with revenge as stunning in elegance as it is in subtlety. Interwoven is a love story between young Clark and young Lex as they grow from childhood friendship into something more... hot.
Looking-Glass, by Jenn
Pairings: Clark Kent/Lex Luthor; Clark/Lex/Lana Lang
Warnings: Hurt/Comfort
Length: 23,300 Words
Author on LJ:
seperisAuthor Website: Indulgence
Why this must be read:
Amid the devastation and death from the meteor shower accompanying the crash-landing of a small space ship, an assemblage of good folk of Smallville gather around the little unharmed occupant.
"Where is it?" Ethan's voice is hard, and Jonathan swallows, freeing himself from Nell before stepping back. Black and red stains criss-cross the soft flannel of his shirt, and her perfume clings to him over the smell of burned corn and fresh earth. He turns toward the truck, feeling a vague sense of unreality.
Behind him, he can hear Ethan draw his gun.
The creature looks up at him with huge dark eyes, uncomprehending, but reaches up with thin arms as Jonathan wraps the blanket close. Something in his chest tightens at the trust in the tiny arms that curve around his neck, but one look at Nell straightens him, and he can feel her eyes on him, dark and hard.
Men form a loose semi-circle around him as Jonathan deposits the bundle of dark hair and warm body on a blanket on the ground. He catches himself straightening it when the little body tilts over, and it gives him a slow, toothy smile, free and innocent.
Jesus. It looks so much like a real child.
"Where did you find him?" Ethan says, and Jonathan straightens, turning around.
"In the field." Even to himself, his voice sounds strangled. "There was a ship."
The low murmurs flow around him like water, and Jonathan takes a step back.
"It looks almost human," he hears Nell say in a low voice. "It--it killed--" Her voice trickles off into silence, and Jonathan finds himself watching how her face crumples again, hands shaking as she clenches them in the tails of her shirt. He's not even sure what he's doing when he wraps an arm around her shoulders, and she leans into him, her bones as thin and fragile as a bird's beneath his hand.
"Dig a hole," Ethan whispers...
___________________________________
Martha Kent (although soon to divest herself of that surname and its attendant husband) is the wondrous force for survival in this engrossing story, for herself and for her little alien she's rescued from its brutal fate.
More than survival - survival, in style - and those involved will find that brutal cruelty is best served with revenge as stunning in elegance as it is in subtlety. Interwoven is a love story between young Clark and young Lex as they grow from childhood friendship into something more... hot.
Looking-Glass, by Jenn
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http://seperis.illuminatedtext.com/smallville/lookingglass.html
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I wish I had come to the rescue sooner - yay