#jealous lex

[superbat-love]

Lex: Look at those spoiled brats. If it weren’t for their daddy’s money, would they even be worthy of attending this gala?

Maxwell: [glances over at Bruce, Clark, and Ollie, who are deep in discussion] I don’t know, Lex. You seem awfully preoccupied with them. You’ve been talking about them all night. Could it be… you’re jealous you can’t get into their circle, no matter how hard you try?

Lex: [scoffs] Me? Jealous? Of those brainless trust fund babies? Please. I’m leagues ahead of them!

Lex: And who is that man standing so closely to Bruce? The one with his arm around him?

Maxwell: Oh, that’s Clark Kent. He’s the son of a high official from a foreign country.

Lex: I’ve never heard of him.

Maxwell: Probably because he’s too old money for you.

Lex: [seething] Argh!

[choking-on-ice]

you can't tell me Lex wouldn't have been a angsty lil menace after seeing Jimmy and Clark in the zero-gravity chamber at the convention

okay so I may have gotten carried away making this one, but in my defense I did shrooms then got really excited abt Jimmy and Lex for no reason so I spent my hangover day on this lol

(and yeah maybe that's not what they actually said, but I didn't feel like looking up the quotes)

[rotten-bride]

I keep thinking about how if I had the power to enter someone’s mind, I’d make your head all fuzzy with naughty thoughts. So many that you’d have no choice but to come to me, asking for mommy to help you out. “What’s wrong, sweetheart? You’re having icky thoughts? Aw, you poor thing, I’ll help you feel better.

[devine-fem]

Lexie to Jon and Damian in Earth 16:

[mooncatcherxoxo]

❀ ᥣׁׅ֪unchׁׅ֮ Money ❀

Crying screaming throwing up, knowing I will never have what Caitlyn and Violet have.

The way they have me on a fucking chokehold.

I will never look at love the same way.

The bar is in hell and they are in heaven.

Mother and Mother.

Feeling fantastic.

They're so much more than a representation quota.

Soul and life through the frames.

Fucking amazing.

I'm not crying you are!

They're not perfect and their flaws make them human.

I love how easily I connected with them.

A love that burns bright and free against all odds.

[arietisart]

I won't touch it again until Friday, but I'll give you a preview of the last things I'm doing (?) I'm still drawing, but not much.

[dengswei]

not to be a jeremy stan but the 2LS in love of nirvana is soo strong

[jamescarstairs]

like i saw the posts about miss minutes being delusional when s2 aired but after watching 2x03 omfggg girllllllll you're an AI sit down 🤣💀

[mkarchin713]

An addition to the Muppets take Gotham movie plot.

During their search for missing cast members the muppets have to sneak into a super hero themed costume party being held at Wayne Industries to raise money for the Justice League.

Robin the frog insists on going as Robin and forces Kermit to go as Batman.

When a the Ventriloquist and Scarface crash the party they mistake Kermit for Batman.

Shenanigans ensue.

Miss Piggy, dressed as Wonder Pig, takes down goons trying to get at her Brucie-poo.

Scooter is wearing his superhero costume from episode 419 (look it up) and trying to find the right chapter in his “how to be a superhero book”

Rizzo is dressed as Super Rat and is devouring the buffet table and doesn’t even notice the rogue showed up.

Starler and Waldorf spend the entire scene heckling to rogue who gets sympathy from Fozzie.

The fight only gets stranger when the real Batman shows up and no one can tell the difference between him and Kermit.

I feel like Bruce Wayne projects the kind of amiable playboy 'fun' vibe that he'd be the type of celebrity that certain interviewers feel comfortable surprising with puppies.

You know the kind of shows I mean.

The late-night talk show situations where they're making benign small talk with their smiling guest, and there's a segment where animals get brought out, usually to talk about some sort of ecological relief effort.

So you're watching your trash TV talk show late at night, and you get to watch billionaire pretty boy Bruce Wayne be begrudgingly talked into holding a (relatively) harmless creature which inevitably gets a lot of delighted shrieks from the audience as it starts being a lot more active than the handler promised. And to his credit, Bruce doesn't flinch, he doesn't freak out. But his eyes are a little wide, and his voice a little tight as the smile on his face takes on a slight rictus quality before he's inevitably rescued by an apologetic handler who is also laughing because they all know there was no real danger, it was just funny to put Bruce, who is an undeniable good sport and already laughing along, out of his comfort zone for the sake of charity.

Meanwhile, up in the Justice League headquarters, several founding members of the League are wondering how fast they can get a fake Oscar award shipped to the space station because fuck off. Absolutely fuck off, Bruce. Where the fuck did he study? Juilliard? (Probably.)

(Clark ends up going to a novelty store during the commercial break. It's faster than trying to get anything shipped, even with the infrastructure Bats built for them. He finds it several days later taped to his console in a conspicuously empty briefing room. It's gaudy and awful, the words "Best Actor" engraved on the plaque. No one's around to see him smile. No one comments when it vanishes. Everyone thinks it's been yeeted out an airlock. Dick absolutely comments when it shows up in the manor, stashed in one of the trophy cases that sprung up for all the bat kids' school awards. Bruce has no idea how it got there. Must have been Alfred. (It was not.))

Anyway, consider, for your amusement, Bruce Wayne getting highjacked on The Gotham Toight Show with a handful of wriggling puppies and, for a split second, not having to pretend he's delighted to be there.

[garpen]

I can't believe Lex Luthor is president again. Lex Luthor is a narcissistic, egotistical, evil corrupt corporate billionaire, who is only in this for his own agendas. Did we not all see how it went down last time?

He is a power hungry man who sees SUPERMAN of all people as a threat when Superman has done nothing but help the people of Earth and bring us hope and assurance of justice.

He has relentlessly tried to get rid of Superman simply because he is an alien, even though the hero is more human than any of us. Luthor is clearly just jealous of our love and praise of the hero because he hates the idea of praise not being directed at him-he hates that there is someone or something more powerful than him.

Don't even get me started on his association with the Legion of Doom, Ra's Al Ghul, Vandal Savage, and many more horribly power hungry evil people.

[sasheemo]

Friday Thoughts

Pairing: Single Mom!Agatha x Babysitter!Reader

Summary: You’re just a babysitter trying to make ends meet, looking after the sweetest, most curious kid you’ve ever met. His mom? Oh, she’s no big deal. Just a drop-dead gorgeous, double your age, intimidatingly rich, wildly out-of-your-league enigma, with a voice like velvet and a smirk that could ruin lives

Tags: Babysitter AU, Single Mom Agatha, Mommy Agatha, Ex Wife Rio (not mc), Legal Age Gap, Flirty Banter, Mutual Pining, Power Dynamics, Ethics Are For Mortals, Soft Moments Amidst The Heat, Gay Panic But Make It Domestic, Nicky is Basically a Tiny Wingman, The Tension Is Tensioning, Jealous Reader, Domestic Bliss, Happy Ending, Fluff Ending, Slow(ish) Burn Payoff, Kitchen Sesbian Lex, Eavesdropping, Masturbation, Smut, Fingering, Oral Sex, Mommy Kink, Dom/Sub Undertones, Praise Kink

A/N: this story is not tagged as a slow burn but I’m kinda incapable of writing stories that jump straight into smut. That said, it won’t be as slow as When We Collide! I’m aiming for 4 or 5 chapters max.

Also, a little disclaimer: I know absolutely nothing about kids, so I hope Nicky doesn’t come across as too weird in how I’ve written him.

As usual, any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Thank you so much for reading 💜

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Bonus: anon reply w writing rambles and fic insight

Read it on AO3

[woso-story]

Jealousy

Alexia Putellas x Reader

The atmosphere at Manuela’s was infectious, a perfect blend of victory euphoria and celebratory chaos. Barcelona had just crushed Real Madrid in the El Clásico, and the entire team felt unstoppable. Drinks flowed freely, laughter echoed, and the dance floor was packed with swaying bodies. Even Alexia, ever the captain, usually disciplined during the season, had been coaxed into having a drink or two thanks to Mapi’s relentless insistence.

“Come on, Capitana,” Mapi had teased earlier, nudging Alexia with a cheeky grin. “One drink won’t kill you. Live a little!”

And against all odds, Alexia had agreed, the sight of her relaxed and laughing with a drink in hand as rare as the team losing on home turf. She didn’t stray far from you at first, dancing with her arms loosely around your waist, her fingers brushing against yours as the two of you swayed to the rhythm of the music.

“See? This isn’t so bad,” you teased her, pulling her into a spin.

Alexia’s laugh was soft, barely audible over the thumping bass, but it was real. “It’s tolerable,” she conceded, her lips curving into a small smile.

After some time, though, Alexia excused herself to find some quiet, heading to a booth on the edge of the bar with a glass of water. She didn’t mind letting you have your fun; she loved watching you light up, carefree and full of energy. For a while, she was content to sit back and observe, her eyes following your every move as you twirled and danced with Mapi, Patri, and a few others.

But slowly, one by one, the others left the dance floor, retreating to catch their breath or refill their drinks. When they returned to the booth, Alexia’s gaze flicked between them, her brow furrowing.

“Where’s Y/N?”

Mapi shrugged, stretching her arms out along the back of the booth. “Still dancing, I think. That one’s got endless energy.”

Alexia’s lips twitched with amusement, but when she turned back to the dance floor, her expression froze. You weren’t dancing. You were talking to someone—another woman Alexia didn’t recognize.

You were laughing.

Not just a polite chuckle, but a full-bodied laugh, the kind that made your eyes sparkle and your shoulders shake. Alexia’s stomach churned as she watched the woman lean closer, whispering something in your ear that made you grin even wider.

She set her water glass down a little too forcefully, earning a questioning glance from Patri.

“You good?” Patri asked, cocking her head.

“Fine,” Alexia replied shortly, her eyes never leaving you. She watched as you and the woman moved to the bar, still talking, still laughing. The sight made her chest tighten, jealousy bubbling up despite her best efforts to tamp it down.

For several minutes, she tried to stay put, telling herself it was nothing. You were just being friendly. But the way you leaned against the bar, your body language open and easy, made it impossible for Alexia to relax.

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’ll be back,” she muttered, standing abruptly.

Mapi raised an eyebrow. “Where are you going?”

“To get Y/N,” Alexia said shortly, already striding toward the bar.

You didn’t notice her approach at first, too engrossed in whatever story the woman was telling you. Your laughter rang out again, and Alexia’s jaw clenched.

When she reached you, her hand closed around your arm, firm but not rough, and you turned to her with a look of surprise.

“Lex?”

She didn’t respond, simply tugging you away from the bar and out the front door. The cool night air hit your skin as she led you a few steps away from the entrance, finally stopping to face you.

“What the hell, Alexia?” you asked, still reeling from the sudden exit.

“Who was that?” she demanded, her voice sharp.

“Who was who?”

“The woman you were talking to,” Alexia clarified, her eyes narrowing. “At the bar. Who was she, and why were you laughing like that?”

You stared at her, dumbfounded. “Wait…are you jealous?”

“I’m not jealous,” Alexia said quickly, but the redness creeping up her neck betrayed her.

A grin tugged at your lips, and you struggled to keep your laughter in check. “Lex…”

“It’s not funny,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest.

“It’s a little funny,” you countered, stepping closer to her. “Baby, you don’t have to feel threatened. She’s just the owner of this new café I’ve been going to. We’ve chatted a few times when I’m there. That’s all.”

Alexia’s expression softened slightly, but her jaw was still tight. “I’m not threatened,” she muttered, though her voice lacked its earlier edge. “You’re mine. Nothing’s going to change that.”

“And I think it’s adorable that you think I’d ever want anyone else,” you said, your tone gentle but teasing. You leaned in to press a kiss to her cheek, your lips brushing against her flushed skin. “I love you, Alexia. No one could ever compare.”

Her shoulders relaxed at your words, and she let out a small sigh. “I wasn’t jealous,” she insisted, though the corners of her lips twitched upward.

“Of course not,” you teased, taking her hand in yours and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Now, come on, let’s go home. I think we’ve had enough excitement for one night.”

Alexia hesitated for a moment, her gaze lingering on yours, before she nodded. “Okay.”

As the two of you walked hand in hand toward the car, the tension from earlier melted away. The night had been full of unexpected twists, but one thing remained constant: Alexia’s love for you—and yours for her.

[nelkcats]

Conner Phantom, learning to live

It had been a few years since Vlad and Danny had stopped being enemies, years since Amity had been at peace with the ghosts. Danny spent his days teaching his children (he assumed they were his children) about well, everything.

Dan and Ellie had prefabricated knowledge, the halfa couldn't quite get it, but the point was that while they knew who was the creator of the chemistry, they had no idea how to do 2 + 2, so he made it his homework to fill in all the gaps.

No one at Amity blinked at the 30-year-boy-who-was-actually-12 and the 15-year-girl-who-was-actually-4, Danny guessed they had gotten used to the weirdness. One day, Vlad called and pointed out that someone had entered his database a few months ago (apparently he checked his digital security very little when he didn't make "evil" plans) and they had stolen the plans for the cloning capsule. Danny had a bad feeling.

Of course, it was after a month of searching that he found out about Lex Luthor's little "project." To say that he was angry was an understatement; he found the poor Superboy being mind controlled. He felt sad when he remembered Ellie's situation and well, he ended up stealing a clone child and destroying some laboratory. Like old times.

The world did not know of Phantom; Amity was suspicious, almost jealous that their protector could be taken away if they said a word, so they didn't say anything out of the city. It's not like the League did anything when they called. Danny didn't care, less tedious meetings and contingency plans for him. Besides, he wasn't excited about going back to the field if he didn't have to, as long as Amity was safe, the world could be destroyed for all he cared.

He wondered if spending too much time with Dan was affecting him, but in the end he dismissed the thought. Upon arriving home, Superboy had woken up and was being interrogated by the Phantoms. He chose his name to be Conner (sounds good apparently) and agreed to take classes to fill in the gaps of knowledge, just like Ellie, he seemed uncomfortable with the gaps.

The poor boy looked uncomfortable, waiting for the other shoe to drop, but it never did. After finding out whose clone he was, he wondered if they would take him to Superman, but Danny just snorted. By the end of the week, Conner was a Phantom, and he was fine with that. Danny even told him that he could live normally if he wanted to, and the boy happily accepted the offer. Conner didn't want to be a hero, at least not that early, and Danny was happy with his decision.

Danny frowned thinking of all the heroes who would say that is "selfish" for someone with power to not to use it. But he believed that they were doubly selfish. Being a teenage hero wasn't fucking easy. He hugged Conner, welcoming him to the family and within days, the whole town already knew about him (they also knew whose clone he was, but they didn't really care, they weren't snitching).

Curiously, it was Tim Drake who noticed the strange family visiting Gotham (a 23-year-old seemed to be berating a 30-year-old for stealing tires, he snorted at the irony). However he froze when he saw Clark?, but much younger, speaking in Kryptonian and laughing. He called a meeting in the batcave and tried to call the family, but as soon as they saw the expression in his face they vanished from sight.

Hell, he needed to report it to Bruce.

[evilminji]

Oh... my god? Ghost Reporters.

Imagine it. Their office is in the Zone. They literally FEED of hunting for The Next Big Scoop! And Revealing The Truth! Every honest reporter that got silenced for getting a little too close to the facts. The bloody, beating, heart of societies underbelly.

Every Lois Lane that had no Kryptonian to stop some rich and powerful jackals putting them in the ground.

Well Death sure didn't stop THEM! They STILL want answers! But now they have co-wokers. Oh~ and SUPERPOWERS! And best part?

The newly appointed KING is going too and from the living world. That must mean it's okay now, RIGHT? Your majesty? You're not a RAGING HYPOCRITE, aaaaare you? :) 🎤

And... look. Danny knows full well what these piranhas are up too. He's not stupid. But Madeline Fenton raised a lot of things. Fool? Not one of um. That a LOT of reporters with sharp, sharp teeth and bloodlust in their eyes. He wants to half-live.

He compromises. Illusion of control and all that. Yeah, yeah, they all tooootally respect his authority etc. Give them Them Scoop! He, wisely, gets the fuck out of the way. Whoosh! Off they go!

Thats.... probably gonna be a problem. *siiiiiips his morning coffee* But it's not HIS problem. Not right now.

And? Suddenly all these politicians and business leaders are getting fucking AMBUSHED. Oh? You thought you'd get soft ball "aren't I a man of the people. Buy oil!" Bullshit questions? HA! Where were you on June 27th, 1978, at-

And "according to YOUR words, exact quote as follows-"

Just? They BEAT the leader with the STICK. "Oh but you'll lose access". They'd love to see HOW! They can go through WALLS! Answer the question, coward. "Your gonna make powerful enemies!" Oh nooooo, what are they gonna DO?

Shoot us TWICE?

Hey Mr. Family Values! How's the three mistresses your wife doesn't know about?? "No comment"? That's fine. We already have THEIRS. >:D Good luck with your upcoming election!

And like? As newspapers are shutting down and turning clickbait all across the country? This ONE(1) tiny, middle of nowhere town? Somehow has a horrid, horrid, ARMY of Satan's own Reporters. All apparently willing to die for the News. Throwing themselves at dictators and Supervillians alike.

"We see no God here but the Truth" is literally their papers MOTTO.

The damn thing is basicly a BRICK. You get a paperback of news. Entire planet AND THEN SOME. How?! How are they reporting, IN DETAIL, on the break down of talks between two planets 16 galaxies over? Hal says it's accurate. But what Earth paper would even HAVE that information?

And?? The whole town treats this as normal? There are human children, complaining about the weight of papers, because it makes their paper routes a pain in the ass. Soccer moms discussing alien celebrity drama. Farmers muttering over foreign unrest and how it will impact their corn harvest.

Fucking Lex Luthor, clearly deciding to roll with it, coming to sign himself up for a paper. Gaining a new life long Nemesis upon meeting Vladimir Master, whom he decides is both hot and unbearable. Someone is heard shouting "oh god, there's TWO OF THEM!"

And?? Look. Clark isn't MAD. Or JEALOUS. Nor is he in a secret Reporting War with Jerry from the Amity Chronicle. Because that would be petty and childish. He's just SAYING, maybe they should check the place out!

Maybe Jerry is a DICK and deserves it, is all. (Lois stop laughing.)

@hypewinter @hdgnj @ailithnight

[yanderelovebites]

Don’t have much of a concept for either yet, but a) imagine neglected batsis (bio for bonus) and for years they pretty much deem you useless and unneeded. Maybe batsis’s mom is a villain or at least a Villian type so they don’t want to get close. Then they end up one day having no choice but to introduce them to their friend because they happened to be getting something from the kitchen, only for the friend to immediately like batsis. There was no warning, just straight up when batsis awkwardly left they say honestly “I like her, she’s cute.” I feel like Damian or Tim would try to downplay batsis but Jon or Conner is like “so…?” Especially in Damian’s case because Jon who could be like “says the guy raised by assassins???” But also Conner would be like “You do know I am technically the son of Superman AND lex Luther right? It’s important to me that you know that.” They get jealous of batsis , but slowly they get to know her through them and they’re like “wait she does martial arts?” “What do you mean she’s been down town helping (insert charity)?” “Since when did she get in to robotics?!” Etc. They end up now jealous of their friend which will confuse batsis

Now b) is neglect but instead of the whole family rejecting batsis imagine she stopped attempting after Damian. Case, Duke, and Steph are basically out the loop as to why she doesn’t talk to any of them and first they all let it be. That is until they see how close she is to Alfred and they ask what the deal is, does she just not like anyone else in the manor? Then Alfred explains she used to try with the first five (Barbara included), but they all pushed her to the side or made it clear they didn’t like her. He says Damian was her breaking point so she ignores them so she knows they can’t hurt her. Cass would be the most fragile to hearing the reason behind her distance I think. Duke would probably start pushing more and Steph would be conflicted. Duke would probably also be the one to break down the little Barrier she has up. She’d give them a chance only because of Duke but would continue to hide from the other five until an incident occurs.