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Drama

Alexander “Lex” Luthor x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1484 words

Warnings: none 

Summary: Lex spoiling his secretary, and when it starts to become too much, the real reason for his gifts comes out

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It was no secret that Lex could be dramatic.

He had been for all that time that you'd known him, making it abundantly clear that he appreciated anything that made an impact. That didn't change when it came to you, not even as his assistant.

For as long as you'd been working as his personal assistant, Lex would make a point to catch you off guard with extravagant surprises. Whether it was sending roses to your house without reason or gifting you a gold bangle on your desk after a long day of work.

Nothing was too much for you, as far as he was concerned.

However, for you, it was much too extravagant, and you'd told him that on multiple occasions. It didn't matter what you said though, because the flow of presents never ceased.

It was highly inappropriate to accept such expensive gifts from an employer, you knew that, but it didn't matter what you said or how many times you tried to send them back. Lex wouldn't take no for an answer.

At this point in your career, you still couldn't believe it.

You knew that he could be dramatic but what you didn't realize when you started was that Lex was also incredibly stubborn. Maybe you shouldn't have been surprised, given the reputation his father'd had but it would have been a lie to say you weren't.

"What is this, Mr.Luthor?" you inquired, not even bothering to knock as you entered his office with a start. Your heels clicked on the hardwood as you approached, but you didn't pay that any mind.

All you could think about was the large box you were holding in your arms, doing your best to keep from dropping it as you moved. The beforementioned box was sitting on your porch when you woke up this morning.

At first, you naturally assumed that there had been a mix up and it wasn't meant for you. No one in their right mind would send you such a large box, you were sure of it. However, when you checked the label, you saw that wasn't the case at all.

Right there on the side of the box, was your name, scribbled in messy handwriting.

You may have missed it, discarding it as some kind of mistake on any other day. Luckily, it was the same handwriting that you'd been reading and rewriting since you were an undergrad. There was no way you could physically misunderstand.

As soon as it clicked in your mind that Lex had sent this, you sighed. That, in itself, wasn't all that surprising to you. After all, knowing who'd sent it wasn't the problem. The problem resided inside the box, which when you opened it revealed a black cocktail dress. A black cocktail dress that was, most likely, more expensive than your monthly rent.

It was pushing the envelop, even for him.

You knew that you couldn't just let Lex spend that much money on you, especially with no good explanation. It just didn't make any sense, and would cause quite the uproar if the other members of the company found out.

There was no real reason for Lex to constantly try to buy you. He already paid you above minimum wage.

Frankly, there was nothing more that you could want that you didn't already have and you had to get him to stop. Money may not have meant much to Lex but it did mean a lot to you. There had to be someone else that he could spend all his money on, someone that he really cared about, for example.

You could only imagine how his father would react if he could see him now, blowing this much money on an assistant.

Lex only smiled at your intrusion into his office, grinning into his coffee cup.

He had been expecting you, albeit sooner rather than later. The male knew that as soon as he sent that package, he would be hearing from you about it. At this point, it was more than expected, as soon as you got his gifts.

However, your arrival was always welcome, even if he did wish that you would have come sooner. With a face like that, you could do anything you wanted as far as he was concerned, not that he would ever say that to you.

There was a thin line between flattery and harassment and Lex wasn't interested in crossing that. While he knew you didn't ask for his gifts, he couldn't help but send them. Speaking to you without upmost respect was a different matter entirely.

"You got my present" he beamed, getting an eyeful of the cloth hanging from your grasp now.

At your feet was the box, which you'd opened and discarded. Your focus was entirely on the black dress he'd bought, holding it out in front of you, clearly asking for an explanation. Though, Lex didn't have much of one for you.

He had went out specifically to pick it out for you, and he was sure that you would love it, just as the sales clerk at the boutique had assured him that you would. Lex just couldn't wrap his head around the fact that you weren't happy about it.

At the look on his face, you sighed.

"Yes I did. Why would you send me something like this?" you wondered, gesturing the price tag forward. You still couldn't believe that he would spend so much on a dress, it was simply too expensive.

Too expensive for you, at least.

Lex seemed to forget one thing about you during all his shopping, and that was that you weren't anything more than his employee. You weren't friends, you weren't his partner, you weren't his girlfriend. There was no reason for him to shower you with so much of his wealth.

It was starting to get even more ridiculous than before.

The male seemed shocked at your comment, though you couldn't be sure if it was at the sentiment your words carried or the fact that you were asking in the first place. He'd bought it because he wanted to, of course.

However, rather than tell you that, Lex held his tongue. He knew that, while his quip was witty and clever,  it wasn't going to make you feel any better than before.

"I thought that you'd like it" he shrugged, a look on his face that was rather genuine, albeit confused. As simple as it seemed to you, Lex really didn't seem to understand what he'd done wrong.

As far as he was concerned, there was nothing wrong with a little gift giving now and then. Still, even though you understood that he meant well, you couldn't let Lex keep blowing his money so irresponsibly on you.

It was just too much.

"I do like it, but I can't accept it. You can't keep buying me all these expensive things, I'm just your assistant" you reminded, hoping that you could get through to him in some way, even if you were potentially crossing a line with your boldness.

It was rare for someone to talk to Lex like that, as he was pretty used to just getting his way and doing what he wanted all the time. However, he sat in silence for a moment or two, in quiet contemplation before speaking.

"You're fired"

Those two words left his lips rather quickly, shocking you. Naturally, you assumed that you'd gone too far and upset him in some way, but that wasn't it at all. There was no upset or malice in his voice, instead, he was smiling.

Almost as if he didn't just tell you something that you never thought you would hear.

"I'm fired? Why?"  you asked, at this point accepting the fact that you had nothing to lose if this was, in fact, that last time you would be standing here.

It didn't make any sense.

You knew that Lex had never had a better assistant than you, and likely would never have another again, so it didn't make any sense that you two were going your separate ways after all this time.

Though, before you could completely panic, Lex cleared his throat. It was a strange action knowing Lex who wasn't one for subtle gestures, but you didn't say anything for a second. It was against your nature, but you held your tongue for a second to let him explain.

It couldn't hurt.

"Because it would be a conflict of interest to ask my personal assistant to have dinner with me, but if you aren't my assistant, then there isn't a problem with my gifts, is there?" he asked, thinking through everything all at once.

He was more than a few steps ahead of you, but when you stopped to think about it, he wasn't wrong. All that meant though, was that those gifts Lex loved so much weren't going to stop anytime soon.

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Of the Red Adidas Suit, the STD and the Funny Face (Jason Todd x Reader)

Jason Todd Highschool AU

Jason Todd x Reader

Prompt:  I was making ugly faces at a friend in class and I forgot you’re right in front of me oh god you’re cute too this is so embarrassing please stop laughing.

Sex ed was the absolute worst. Not only was it your first class on Monday morning, it was also taught by one of the most spectacularly cringey man who assumed wearing a full red Adidas tracksuit made him ‘hip’.

You reached school a few minutes earlier today and just your luck, all your books fell out of your locker. You pinched the bridge of your nose, exhaling harshly. This was going to be a great day. You could tell.

You trudged your way to sex ed. You slumped down on a chair, massaging your temples. You probably shouldn’t have stayed up till 3am last night, reading all that fanfiction.

 You vaguely registered people filling into class, and your friend from the cheer team, (Y/F/N), sitting right next to you.

 You propped your head on your hand, your eyes fluttering shut as you were just about to return to dreamland. And then walked in your sex ed teacher, in a parrot green tracksuit, with a box of condoms in his hands.

‘Great,’ you thought to yourself, ‘more condoms that I’ll never use.’

“Pass them on”, he grunted out as he plopped himself on his desk, fiddling with the computer. You stared at the tin foil packet in your hand, utterly unimpressed. You had around fifty of these stashed in a drawer at home, which would probably never see the light of day.

 Where were the high school clichés when you needed them? You were head cheerleader and the closest thing you experience to a sexual encounter was that one party when Lex Luthor’s scrawny freshman brother decided to grab your ass in a drunken stupor. You never even had a boyfriend for Christ’s sake.

 (Y/F/N) said it was because the guys were too intimidated to ask you out. Well, you couldn’t help your resting bitch face even if your life depended on it, so oh well. Cheer leading and student government took too much of your time anyway.

 Red Adidas turned on the projector, put on a movie about someone named Nancy who contracted an STD and promptly dosed off, many of the students doing the same.

Maybe it was the lack of sleep or maybe it was the prankster in you suddenly awakening, but when your friend tapped your shoulder, you contorted your face into the silliest one you could muster and snapped your head towards her with a new found energy.

 Oh crap.

Instead of finding your friends (Y/F/E) eyes looking at you, you found yourself gazing into icy blue ones. Your face was frozen into your current expression as Jason Todd, the smartest boy in Gotham shuddered with silent laughter.

 His shoulders shook violently as her laid his head on the desk trying to muffle his laughter. Your cheeks and ears were heating up. You were pretty sure you looked like a tomato. Coaxing your face into a normal-ish expression, you grumbled to yourself, ‘way to make an impression on your crush’

PS: Feel free to send in prompts and I’ll do them with any character from Young Justice, the Batfam and the Marvel universe 

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The Best Comics of 2018

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Another year in the books, another batch of incredible comics for you to read! These are the best comics of 2018.

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Comics, like all art, can be a mirror on society or a safe harbor from its worst tendencies, and thankfully again in 2018, we got some incredible books this year. I’ve been watching our pull lists since the calendar flipped in January, keeping an eye out for the best comics to share with you, and we’ve finally cut it down to just 10. But first, a few honorable mentions.

Yoshitoki Oima’s To Your Eternity was probably the best new manga I read this year, but I kept it off the list because as good as the newest volumes are, the first one is stellar and it was published too early. Transformers: Unicron is a great way to end a fascinating era of Transformers comics, one that (oddly enough) spent as much time exploring notions of gender, romantic love, and politics as they did making giant robots punch each other. Sean McKeever and Alexandre Tefenkgi’s Outpost Zero isn’t on the list, but it was exactly the kind of hard-ish sci-fi I needed at exactly the right time. I spent a lot of the year really wanting an Alien comic to love, and Johnny Christmas’ adaptation of William Gibson’s Alien 3 script is giving me precisely that. So did Corrina Bechko and Gabriel Hardman’s Green Lantern: Earth One. Annie Nocenti and David Aja’s The Seeds is baffling but gorgeous, and I think it’s going to end up being incredible when it finally wraps. Kel MacDonald and Tyler Crook's The Stone King feels like I just started a Zelda game.

And at the big two, there are five writers who are making The Leap. Kelly Thompson and Tom Taylor have both had career years. Sina Grace’s Iceman was the first X-book in years that connected with me, and Thompson and Taylor did that for team books in Rogue & Gambit and X-Men Red respectively. They are quite honestly the best X-Men comics in more than five years. And their other comics are just as good - Taylor defined Laura Kinney in All-New Wolverine, and Taylor’s story in this year’s Batman annual is as good as Tom King’s Ace the Bathound story was a couple of years back, while Thompson’s West Coast Avengers is a joy to behold.

Chip Zdarsky’s career is mind boggling. He used to be the guy who had his own convention in a hotel room in Toronto and wrote a notepad full of porn jokes about Marvel characters, and now he’s the guy who wrote the best Fantastic Four comic since Jonathan Hickman left with Marvel Two-in-One and one of the best Spider-Man runs of all time on Peter Parker: Spectacular Spider-Man. If he had been announced on Daredevil two years ago, I would have assumed it was all masturbation and Catholicism jokes, but now I assume it’s going to be really good, with a light sprinkling of masturbation and Catholicism jokes.

Speaking of Catholicism jokes, Mark Russell continues to be one of the best writers around. Lex Luthor/Porky Pig Special is as savage to tech culture as The Flintstones was to our...everything else, but Exit Stage Left: The Snaglepuss Chronicles was something else entirely. It was a glimpse at the gay rights movement in the US as it was being born, a muse on celebrity and acts we put on for the rest of the world and also a story where Marilyn Monroe and a pink feral cat hung out while Huckleberry Hound and NYPD Officer Quick Draw McGraw maintained a DL romance. What a world.

Donnie Cates didn’t write any historical fiction with Hanna Barbera cartoon characters in it. He just wrote straightforward, over the top comic book fun in Thanos and Venom, and put in an all time classic run on Doctor Strange.

10. Mandela and the General

John Carlin (W), Oriol Malet (A), Plough Publishing House

The true success of Mandela and the General, a comic from the journalist who wrote the source text for Invictus, is its simplicity. It’s presented as a story told by Constand Viljoen to Carlin about his relationship with Mandela, entirely from Viljoen’s point of view. And, PS, Viljoen was the general who nearly started a war between the South African far right and Mandela’s ANC in the ‘90s.

There’s nothing flashy about it. No narrative tricks, no cloying attempt at humanizing or romanticizing people who were clearly wrong and bad. It’s got some explanation in it for Viljoen’s perspective, but it’s largely just “I went here, he said this.”

That’s a brilliant presentation choice. This subject matter is so charged, especially in today’s world, that even the slightest deviation from that straight line narrative might lose some of the audience before a payoff that is as brilliantly simple as the rest of the book: a conversation between Mandela and Viljoen in Mandela’s house that ends with them shaking hands and agreeing on a common interest. Malet’s art is beautiful and loose where it needs to be, and sparsely but effectively colored. This is a great book to read right now, and probably will be for the next few years.

Buy Mandela and the General here!

9. Judas

Jeff Loveness (W), Jakub Rebelka (A), BOOM! Studios

Judas is an odd book in that the first half of it feels really blasphemous, while the ending is probably where the hardcore blasphemy actually takes place. Either way, I assume Jakub Rebelka is going to be a lot more famous next year.

Rebelka’s art is intricate and detailed. He renders Hell wonderfully, showing the breadth of the horror and the vastness of the realm. He spends no less time on his acting. His characters are expressive and well rendered, and there’s a faint hint of Frazier Irving to his figures. I’m not sure if that is his natural style or if he tweaked it for this story, but either way it fit perfectly. The exaggerated long faces really help you get good and sad with these characters. Loveness’s story is terrific and unexpected, full of alternating rage and tranquility, horror and purpose. The two together make a fascinating, gorgeous book.

Buy Judas here! Much cheaper than 30 pieces of silver.

8. Nothing Special

Katie Cook (W/A), Komikaki Studio (C), (Line Webtoon)

Ten years ago, I’m not certain that Nothing Special makes this list. It’s a really good webcomic about a fantasy realm and a band of friends questing in it, but the web is littered with the remains of pleasant fantasy webcomics, many of which were as charming or well thought out as Nothing Special. What makes this comic stand out is what a smart storyteller Katie Cook is.

The LINE Webtoon format is basically “Whatever you feel like doing but remember most of our readers are on phones.” So while an artist really digging down into a Comixology original might make a standard comic with guided view in mind, Cook sets Nothing Special up for a vertical scroll and then plays with comic storytelling conventions to make the comic reading process work better for her story. There’s a hide and seek sequence in chapter 6 of season 2 that just flies because of smart layout. It’s a ton of fun to read, and even more fun to dissect.

Read Nothing Special here for free!

7. The Dreaming

Simon Spurrier (W), Bilquis Evely (A), Mat Lopes (C), Vertigo Comics

Spurrier is one of my favorite writers of all time. When he’s on, he’s incredible and you get comics like The Spire or Numbercruncher or really anything X-Men that he’s written. But his non-X company owned work too often feels like “Simon Spurrier Writing Venom” and not “Venom." Not so on The Dreaming.

DC is in the midst of pushing a new Vertigo reinvigoration of sorts, with new books in the Sandman Universe and a wave of interesting indie-feeling series. Of the Sandman books, The Dreaming feels the most like a continuation of the old universe, which is an amazing piece of writing mimicry from such a distinctive voice. It has his own flourishes, but Merv and Lucien and Matthew and the rest of the crew feel like they’re still being used by Neil Gaiman.

read more: The Triumphant Return of Vertigo

Bilquis Evely is a revelation as an artist. There’s certainly elements of Jim Cheung and Jim Lee in here, but there’s as much JH Williams and a splash of indie cartoonist mixed with Dan DeCarlo that I find fascinating to look at. The Dreaming is a ton of fun.

Pre-order The Dreaming on Amazon here!

6. Black Bolt

Saladin Ahmed (W), Christian Ward (A), Marvel Comics

I gave Black Bolt as a Christmas present. That may not seem like a big deal, but think about it for a second. I gave someone a pair of trades starring the leader of a band of moon weirdos who doesn’t speak. And when I gave it, I told the giftee “You gotta read this, it’s the best Absorbing Man story I’ve ever seen.”

Saladin Ahmed has had a great year in comics with Abbott and the delightful Exiles relaunch I never knew I wanted, but here he took the most ineffable member of the Illuminati, made him sympathetic and even relatable, and then put him in a book that made me root for Crusher Creel and Titania. Hell, I even cried a little at the (spoilers but not really) funeral for Absorbing Man. Unbelievable.

Christian Ward should be allowed to draw whatever Marvel space comic he wants. Whenever he wants it. He has almost no peer in his ability to draw weird abstractions in a way that is so clearly laid out and understood. He’s a magnificent storyteller, and he helped make Black Bolt another in a nice stretch of solo character hits for Marvel.

Buy Black Bolt vol. 1 on Amazon here!

5. The Highest House

Mike Carey (W), Peter Gross (A), Fabien Alquiler (C), IDW Publishing

Carey and Gross are long-time collaborators, working together on Lucifer and The Unwritten. But it’s The Highest House where their work reaches its pinnacle. This is a masterful comic by exceptionally talented creators.

Gross and Alquiler get to play around with a different format. The book as it hits shelves is enormous, letting them lay out the comic more like something European than a traditional American comic. The layouts are lush and sprawling, and the detail work is incredibly fine. Gross draws extreme darkness to look almost like scratch art, and it’s enthralling.

Meanwhile, Carey’s success in crafting the story comes from playing with your expectations. The plot isn’t all that innovative - it’s a fairly standard fantasy yarn about a slave climbing the ranks of society. But there’s a swerve at almost every level: Moth, the slave kid making good, has systemic change in mind, rather than being the wide eyed just-happy-to-be-noticed attitude that too many of these protagonists usually are. Obsidian is actually a monster and a demon, but he’s also a good friend to Moth. Lady Shu is introduced like a Disney princess, but by the end of the first arc she’s extremely not one. Moth’s master, Lord Demini, isn’t a domineering monster who’s the secret villain of the series but a kind man being dragged to change by Moth. The Highest House is a terrific comic that will probably show up on next year’s list too.

Buy The Highest House vol. 1 on Amazon here!

4. Upgrade Soul

Ezra Claytan Daniels (W/A), Lion Forge Comics

Ezra Claytan Daniels has some serious artistic chops. Upgrade Soul has a great story - a sci-fi writer who is a great friend to hard sciences and his brilliant geneticist partner are early investors in an untested longevity project, agree to be the first human subjects, and then get Black Mirror-ed to hell by their own pride.

How he tells that story is amazing. His art is a combination of conventional layouts with hard-indie figure drawing and expressiveness and a superhero artist’s sense of pacing and perspective: there’s a sequence of several pages early on in the book when gauze is being removed from someone’s face, and it’s presented from the point of view of the patient as the gauze comes off, with light breaking through and the faintest hints of people behind the gauze. That was the moment I knew Upgrade Soul is something special, and the rest of the book didn’t let me down. I’m excited to see what’s next from Claytan Daniels.

Buy Upgrade Soul on Amazon here!

3. Monstress

Marjorie Liu (W), Sana Takeda (A), Image Comics

There’s not a lot more to say about Monstress and Marjorie Liu’s writing that wasn’t already said by the Eisner committee. She cleaned up there this year, and she deserved every award. However, we should probably say a little more about Sana Takeda’s art, which gives me hand cramps every time I look at it.

It is some of the most intricate art I’ve ever seen in a comic. Every page looks like it would take a mere mortal weeks to draw. Even the huge two panel/splash pages have so much detail, so many lines put into it. And the amazing part of the linework is that every one is important. It’s not needless nonsense crosshatching like Takeda was inking early X-Force. Monstress is a stunningly beautiful comic that’s easily one of the best of the year.

Buy Monstress vol. 1 on Amazon here!

2. The Divided Earth

Faith Erin Hicks (W/A), Jordie Bellaire (c), First Second

Getting a blurb from Bryan Konietzko, one of the co-creators of Avatar: The Last Airbender for a book that shares so much design sensibility with one of the greatest American cartoons ever made, sets the bar really high. And yet, Hicks’ first two volumes in The Nameless City trilogy were so good that I made The Divided Earth one of my first trade paperback preorders ever, and I was not disappointed. Everything about this comic is so good.

There is so much energy in every panel. Even shots where Rat or Kai are sitting and reading, the panel is dripping with emotion. Hicks has created a book full of characters who are immediately recognizable and interesting, thoughtful, and vibrant. It looks a lot like Avatar, but it also shares the same hopeful, positive worldview and was every bit as fun to immerse myself in. Faith Erin Hicks is an amazing talent.

Buy The Divided Earth on Amazon here!

1. Mister Miracle

Tom King (W), Mitch Gerads (A), DC Comics

It wasn’t going to be anything else. Mister Miracle was the pick of the year from about issue 6, when Barda and Scott were talking about expanding their condo while breaking into Highfather’s palace and I slowly realized why they were talking about it. When I got the payoff (a page before the comic did), at that “Oh shit” moment, I knew that Mister Miracle had moved beyond a good comic and into something I’ve never experienced before.

read more: The New Genesis of Mister Miracle

At one point I was worried that Tom King and Mitch Gerads weren’t going to stick the landing. I was so invested in the end of this story that I was ready to drop another 20,000 words analyzing the placement of the glitches in Gerads’ art to try and figure out if Scott, after his suicide attempt in issue 1, was hovering near death or if he was trapped in the Omega Sanction. I was almost certain it was the Omega Sanction and had reference guides lined up for Funky Flashman and Lump, and I had clipped the screenshot from “For the Man Who Has Everything” of Superman’s face when he realized the Black Mercy and Mongul made his kid up. I was there. And then the actual ending hit and basically said “sure, it’s all real if you want it to be,” and my gast was flabbered by how perfect it actually was.

Mister Miracle took the insanity of Jack Kirby’s Fourth World and turned it into a slice of life story while keeping the epic mythology operative, twisting your mind around comic continuity, and also managing to be a love letter to the form and to superhero comics in general. I read one of the greatest comics ever published as it was coming out, and I’m extremely happy about that.

PS: I’m not sure what it says that King made King Kirby Scott Free’s surrogate father and Stan the Man the one Scott trusted to care for his child, but that realization still makes me cry a little.

Pre-order Mister Miracle on Amazon here!

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Partners

Alexander ‘Lex’ Luthor x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1322 words

Warnings: none 

Summary: Lex has been skipping sleep just to work through the night, but his lady isn’t having it. 

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Alex was a man full of ambition, and dreams for the future. His ideas were brilliant, and his plans perfectly thought out, each one documented carefully in the recesses of his mind.

The only problem with having so many ideas held in his head was that it became hard to sleep with so much bouncing around in his skull.

You'd woken up a thousand times to cold, empty sheets at your side. So many times in fact, that it became hard to recall when the last time you'd actually seen him sleep through the night.

Until it finally began affecting your own sleep schedule.

"Alexander Joseph...why are you awake?" you asked, your bare feet padding lightly against the floor of his lab. The florescent glow of his LED lights were the only ones on in the house, which didn't help your eyes, still full of sleep.

Lex chuckled, swiveling in his desk chair to turn toward you. The sight that met him was humorous if nothing else, the sight of you in your pajamas, hair ruffled was never unwelcome as far as he was concerned.

"Full name, and middle? I really am in trouble now" he joked, trying to lighten the mood and your anger as best he could. You frowned, rolling your eyes at his antics, ever the theatrical.

You really were unhappy with him, not only for ruining his own sleep but for ruining your own as well. There was no way in the world for him to continue his groundbreaking work against the kryptonians if he wasn't able to keep his eyelids open for more than a moment.

"I've told you a million times that lights out is when I go to sleep, I'm tired of waking up without you" you huffed, crossing your arms across your chest which only made your cleavage that much more visible to his wandering gaze.

Lex nodded, only partially listening as he focused his attention more on your shorts than your upset, though he truly did care about what you had to say. It was just that, he'd heard it so many times before.

"You know how important my work is Y/N, I can't help that it needs me" He assured, his voice casual as he gestured out toward you. He wanted nothing more than to feel the lull of your skin against his own, warm and comforting.

You knew how much Alex wanted to feel loved and accepted, something you tried to give him, even though he was essentially a child, fighting against you tooth and nail no matter what. "I'm not your mother Lex, I just want my boyfriend in bed with me...sometimes" you sighed, the argument was so played out, what was the point when he wasn't going to listen.

"I'm in bed with you plenty sweetness, but right now I'm busy" you wanted to smack him, for being arrogant or for being stupid, you weren't sure. "Fine Alex, be busy then" you scoffed, turning away from him in earnest, if he wasn't going to listen, then you would just have to make him understand.

Lex knew you were mad at him, of course he knew. There was no one alive who knew you better than him, and he liked it that way. But you had to understand that he was dealing with things much bigger than himself, things that couldn't be ignored, no matter how clingy you got.

Unfortunately, he couldn't stop himself from following you back to your shared bedroom, knowing well enough to leave his lab coat in the kitchen on the way. You hated lab-wear in the bedroom, it just reminded  you of how busy and unattainable to love of your life had made himself.

Sometimes it felt like he did it on purpose, treated you like one of his assistance instead of his other half. It was annoying and you felt you had every right to be upset.

When Lex finally made it, you were back in bed with your back to him, pouting. You were lucky he had such a soft spot for you, or else he would still be down analyzing the components of kryptonite. "Are you really not going to talk to me?" he asked, sliding in behind you in bed, his arm tossed lazily over your shoulder.

It took everything you had to shove him off, keeping your eyes locked in front of you in the darkness. He thought that he could get away with whatever he wanted just because you loved him, but there was much more to it than that. "Nope" your voice was slight and quick, clearly letting him know that you were still upset.

Lex sighed, letting his breath fan the back of your neck to let you know how close he was to you. All you had to do was turn your head and his lips would have been on your own, but you weren't going to give him that satisfaction.

"I've devoted everything to you, given you my heart...my everything, and you act like I'm a burden, a child"

You wanted to yell and scream at him, but your words fell from your lips just above a whisper. You understood how much stress he was under and you didn't want to add to that, but you weren't going to let it go on for any longer.

Lex chuckled, re-positioning himself in the bed to lean over you, his hand wrapped totally around your middle to bring you that much closer to his waiting frame. "I understand how much you've given up for us, and I appreciate your sacrifice" he started, stopping you with a blunt finger to your lips before you could interrupt.

"I appreciate you, but that's why I have to do this...so I can protect you from him" He finished, using the same finger that he just been pressed to the pillows of your lips to gesture above him. You knew what he was referring to, the same thing he always talked about, his reason for doing all of this in the first place...Superman.

It was sweet, endearing even that Alex would share that with you, considering how guarded he was with his feelings, and you agreed with him. There was no way to justify relying on some space alien to solve all of the world problems in good conscience  but there had to be another way.

There had to be a way that you and Lex could work together toward your goal, so that you could help him shoulder the burden without feeling so tossed aside.

Your lover seemed to share your opinion, his eyes focused on yours shining in the dark. You were the most beautiful being he had ever laid eyes on, and the thought of something, anything harming you filled him with rage, even if that something was him.

"I understand that you want a more active role in my affairs, I can make that happen if it's what you want" he hummed, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your jaw, soft and comforting. Everything about you was so comforting and familiar, ever inch of your body was mapped out in his mind, and he wouldn't have had it any other way.

He knew exactly where to press and touch to get you closest to him, and sometimes he used your feelings for each other as the best way to get out of the doghouse, though it was wrong. "Yeah, I think that would be a good start" You cooed, returning his affections with a light kiss to his waiting lips, which he smiled into the moment you made contact.

"-But Lex...stay with me now" you suggested, deepening the kiss for him well-being and your own.

The next morning, you were made an official partner in LexCorp, but more importantly you were made that much happier with Alex in bed with your each night, right on time.