Best of Smallville
The best Smallville fics, in my personal opinion.
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Manifest Destiny by Liviapenn
Fandoms: Smallville, Justice League & Justice League Unlimited (Cartoons)
27 Mar 2003
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Giant robots and things exploding.
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for daria234: Smallville futurefic where President Luthor, due to threat of natural disaster, is stuck for hours with that annoyingly ethical reporter Clark Kent. Since Lex is smart and Clark is a crap liar, once they're alone in a room together, Lex figures out that Clark must know something about him pre-memory-loss. Basically, Lex is brilliant and there's loads of UST (or ST that gets resolved ;) but also suspicion or antagonism.
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For jackycomelately: something on the aftermath of Doomsday killing Clark; Lex having to step in and help the Justice League when Wonder Woman asks.
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The seeds of the meteor shower sowed darker secrets than Smallville can imagine, and Clark and Lex find themselves trapped and at the whim of an unnerving malevolent force.
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Bookmarked by mayfriend
28 Dec 2019
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"Clark. Clark, are you with me? Do you know what year it is?"
"Nineteen eighty nine," the children offered in concert.
With an unsteady hand, Clark tried to wipe his face, and lost his balance. Swaying against Lex, he struggled to right himself. The meteor rocks seemed to pulse around him, waking up with him to drain more of his strength. His heart beat impossibly hard in his chest, but slowly, and getting slower. With hazy visions of laboratories and his father's warning rasp rattling in his head, Clark managed to catch Lex's arm, and squeezed. "You've gotta get me out of here, Lex."
"I will." It carried the weight of a vow.
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He isn't human, and there is no room for him in human error.
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Bookmarked by mayfriend
11 Dec 2019
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He thinks about Lionel Luthor, and the things he must have done to put so very many edges in the son he claims to love. He thinks about his own parents, too... good solid people who just wanted a normal son, a child they could love with no thoughts of aliens or secrets or government labs. He pictures his father getting up every morning in the cold dark to work himself to death on the fields that will eventually claim his life, or at least its better years. And then there's Lana and her endless, endless tragedy and the Fordmans' empty house and the three, soon to be four, fresh graves in the church yard.
Lex isn't his father, not nearly, but sometimes he thinks that isn't the yardstick Lex should be measuring himself against.
There's another truth here, and it's not one he's known forever, though he thinks it was always there to be seen.
He is in love with Lex. It's something that crept up on him so slowly it was an intrinsic part of him before he realized it at all. After tonight there can be little doubt that Lex returns those feelings, perhaps more so. Lex has always been braver than he is.
But the truth is none of that can matter. Despite what the song tells you, love hasn't conquered anything at all.
He remembers the feeling of Lex's weight on top of him, the warm intimacy of his breath as he whispered things into Clark's ear.
Everything.
Everything, and coming from Lex that wasn't just a word. Everything in the way only a Luthor could mean it, as only Lex could mean it. Lex thinks on scales that make Clark feel claustrophobic in his own head. At twenty-four Lex is already poised to take over the world, though it's somehow deeply tragic in ways Clark can't really explain that someone as brilliant and generous and simply amazing as Lex should feel the need to.
He can break the sound barrier when he runs, and bullets flatten like wet clay on his impenetrable skin. He can bend metal like paper or melt it with a glance and the only thing guarding the people of Smallville's secrets or fiercely defended privacy is his willpower on any particular day.
His parents, his biological ones, put a three year old child on a spaceship and sent him off to remake a world of six billion people in his own image.
He isn't human, and there is no room for him in human error.
Lex could make him forget that, make him comfortable in his own skin. Allow him to forget for one minute that he was anything more than himself. Instead of being alien Clark or superfreak Clark or future world tyrant Clark, he could simply be Lex's.
He has to stop for a moment, has to imagine that, too, before he can go on. The desire for it cuts so sharp he's shaking with it.
Lex's hand is warm on his jaw line and the little caress of his finger tips isn't helping at all. He feels as dizzy as if there were meteor rocks present, but it's just Lex himself. Lex has spent years looking for Clark's vulnerabilities and he's always thought it a little funny that Lex could never figure out he himself was a greater weakness than the meteors could ever be.
"Shh," Lex says, leaning up to caress the corner of Clark's mouth with his lips in a not-quite kiss. "It's all right."
And Clark wants to shout, shake him, force him to see what he does, if only so he doesn't have to be so alone here. Isn't Lex supposed to be the super genius in this relationship? How can he not see what is so very obvious?
But he nods, because having a mental breakdown Smallville's labyrinth of caves when you have completely no idea where you are or where you are going is Not a Good Idea. Lex tugs and he goes along. After a moment Lex wraps an arm under his shoulders again and Clark doesn't even bother with a token protest.
Everything, and no, Lex isn't lying about that, which is what makes it so dangerous.
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for daria234: Smallville futurefic where President Luthor, due to threat of natural disaster, is stuck for hours with that annoyingly ethical reporter Clark Kent. Since Lex is smart and Clark is a crap liar, once they're alone in a room together, Lex figures out that Clark must know something about him pre-memory-loss. Basically, Lex is brilliant and there's loads of UST (or ST that gets resolved ;) but also suspicion or antagonism.
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Bookmarked by mayfriend
04 Oct 2023
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“Please,” Clark said, desperate: he couldn’t go through this with Lex, not again. “I’m not your enemy.”
“Of course not,” Lex said lightly. “But you’re not my friend either, are you?”
“I could be,” Clark said.
Lex drew in a sharp breath. “I’m not sure you know what being my friend would entail.”
He looked so lost, so convinced that he was never going to be safe. Clark had already ruined the fragile détente he’d had with Lex as Clark Kent.
Clark had never been invulnerable. And it seemed like, even without his memories, Lex had always known that.
“Lex,” he said, “I know better than anyone else.”
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Clark's Kryptonian heritage, like Lex, is rich and powerful. And, like Lex, not entirely predictable. Because this is essentially a sex pollen story, issues of consent follow. Also, Lex gets beaten up, though not by Clark.
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Bookmarked by mayfriend
27 Jan 2020
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"Did you ever—did you love me?"
It wasn't a painful truth any more. It wasn't a secret from anyone but Clark. "Every moment of my life."
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When Lex first comes to Smallville, it's not the meteor mutants or his father that keeps him up at night. It's the crickets, but not for the reasons you'd think.
Bookmarked by mayfriend
31 Mar 2020
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Lex won't recall the day of the week that he first nearly died in Smallville. It was a weekday, which he only knew because the office staff was waiting for him and they hadn't been forced to come in on a weekend to do so.
There are a lot of details that Lex won't recall. The sun was shining, but he doesn't know if the sky was clear or riddled with small, innocuous clouds. He knows the river was cold and deep and clean, but he can only really recall the warm press of Clark’s mouth against his, Clark's hand against his chest.
They'll tell him afterward that there was a roll of baling wire in the middle of the road that he swerved to miss. He will never correct them, never tell anyone he has no memory of any such obstacle in the road. What Lex remembers is the initial confusion when he first sees a cricket on his dashboard and the fear (for his sanity, for his safety), when the insect calmly told him, "You should probably slow down before you--"
As Lex walks away from the riverbank hours after the accident to get into the waiting rental car, all he'll remember from before the crash was the cricket's scream of terror and afterwards, Clark.