#lex.

[urpheonix]

cs user lex. and cs user lexphobic enemies to lovers arc

now kith

[lifeforms]

lexmas is so incredibly devastating because it's like... at face value, you THINK it's an episode about lex being shown how easy it would be to just cut the shit and get everything he Truly Cares About (a real family) (the respect of people he also respects) (a life where he doesn't constantly have to prove himself because he doesn't feel like all of his self-worth / worth in general are riding on The Luthor Name). but then it's actually about how he can't bring himself to believe he's not already past saving, in a way? like, he saw the path. but now he also understands that he isn't brave enough to actually go down it by himself. and from that point on watching his arc is just... two seasons of being constantly aware that his worst fear is very much still becoming His Dad Or Worse. being constantly aware of how deeply he still cares (and has always cared!) for clark and lana. and how it just won't matter because the doors that actually need to be open to him as a person like. aren't. sorry i got a little [garland briggs vc] the possibility that love is not enough in here but. anyway. it never is 💜

[rejectory]

@pu1itzer *

‘ethanol’ is one way to put it, and that’s omitting the ensuing hangover. lex observes the effects of the truth serum, off-branch lexcorp-cooked, being R&D’d as they speak, in full.

his head cocks birdlike. what did you drink, lois? isn’t there an unspoken sorority rule about big bad spiked drinks?

but don’t let him interrupt.

testing, testing.

❛walk me through,❜ say, ❛a recently exhibited example of your erratic behavior.❜

[lgbtcorp]

@geniuscorp.

[incorrectbatfamandfriends]

Bruce: How can you afford this on a reporters salary?

Clark: Oh Lex owes me child support.

Bruce: What?

Clark: Yeah, any damage Kon causes as superboy I mark as “after school activities.”

[junkfoodcinemas]

ALIEN Franchise (1979-2024) + Protagonist

[theerurishipper]

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First <- Part 15 <- Part 16 -> Part 17

Masterpost

[frownyalfred]

Bruce Wayne is so much stronger than me, because if I was him I would walk straight up to Lex Luthor at a fundraiser, lean down, and whisper you want to fuck Superman so bad it makes you look stupid in his ear before flitting away with zero context.

[mentallyadinonugget]

“undercity’s gonna eat you alive”

🤭

[mashmoshmoosh]

THEY ADDED SEX TO THE WARNINGS

WERE BASICALLY PROMISED CLOSE UP SHOTS OF THEIR LABIAS SLAPPING TOGETHER

[blu-ish]

Another days work for SuperSonic Nikki

[lifeforms]

horrific accidental parallel in here that i do not want to be perceived. perceiving 🥴

[evillex11]

canon behavior

og by Myszka ⭐ (@sweepswoop_) on twt ! ↓

[lgbtcorp]

Face it. You never would've helped if you knew the truth — you're just as myopic as they are sometimes. That's okay. But you need to understand it. They're like ants, Lee. You take away the queen, and the colony dies. Is that a world you want to live in? One so... existentially dependent on a man in a cape that it forgets how to tie its own shoelaces? The problem with reliance on such a basal level is that it has to fulfil a strict set of conditions. They sit, fat, lazy, because it simply doesn't matter anymore — Superman will save them! It is anti-evolution! They need encouragement, they need resilience! Can you hear them? They're only just starting to wake up! It's Darwinism on the most profound scale! So now, sis — sit back, have a drink, and watch the world evolve! @geniuscorp.

[alienzil]

Nanny Danny

“That is a whole ass baby,” was the only thought running through Lex Luthor’s head when the scientist proudly showed him the tube containing Project KR. It was not remotely the sort of thing he would normally think and most definitely not what he had expected to be thinking the first time he saw the clone.

He’d been pleased when he’d read the reports indicating the success of KR after years of failures. Lex had poured millions of dollars and literally his own blood into ensuring a clone of the alien could be made, one that would be under his total control instead of the unknown aspirations of Superman.  He’d wanted to see the fruits of his labors personally but this…

It. No, not an it. He scrunched his tiny face and smacked his lips and…did he smirk? Was that HIS SMIRK on that baby’s face?! No. No. Babies this small didn’t smile or smirk. They passed gas and their sleep deprived and addled parents mistook it for an intelligent response. He’d heard enough inane conversations in the Lexcorp office about the various progeny of his employees to pick up on that but still. This child had Kryptonian DNA, not to mention his own contribution. Surely, he was far more advanced than the dribbling potato shaped lump of an infant whose pictures he’d been forced to smile and nod over when Mark from accounting had rudely shoved them in his face at the last quarterly budget meeting. Yes, that was definitely a smirk. His, that was his smirk.

“So as you can see its growth is well within expected parameters and we’re planning to start phase one of accelerating the maturation process tomorrow once the testing is do-”

“Take him out.”

“Sir? The testing can all be accomplished while it remains in the tube. There’s no need to-”

“I said, take him out. The project is cancelled.”

“What?! Mr. Luthor you can’t!”

“I think you’ll find I can. Now get me my son.”

*****

Two years later

“Call them again”

“Sir, I’ve called them seven times. They won’t answer.”

“Then call another agency!”

“There isn’t another agency, Sir”

Lex glared at his assistant who stared back at him impassively. Mercy stood by the door staring off into the distance and pretending she didn’t notice him being bested by his own secretary.

He stopped himself from shouting again and took a deep breath before asking, “Then what, exactly, do you propose I do Mrs. Anderson? Adjust my entire schedule around naptimes? Find a toddler size lab coat and safety goggles and bring my son with me to tour the new clean energy project on Thursday? Perhaps buy a tiny business suit while I’m at it for the next board meeting?”

“I’m not suggesting anything of the sort, Mr. Luthor. I’m telling you that no childcare agency in Metropolis will return my calls anymore. Most won’t even answer.  You’ve gone through 27 nannies in the last 3 months. You need someone better suited to your son’s…special needs.”

Lex snorted. “Special needs might be a bit of understatement. He can lift a car over his head and his favorite word right now is No.”

He sighed and rubbed his forehead. “Thank you for…clarifying the situation, Marjorie. If there’s nothing else, you can leave.”

His secretary didn’t move. She looked at him like she was waiting for something and now that he was paying attention, he saw she was holding a file.  “Did you have a suggestion?”

Looking pleased with herself she responded, “Actually, yes, I did.”

“Well?”

She set the file on his desk and flipped it open. He looked down at the first page and raised an eyebrow, “What am I looking at here?”

“This,” she responded pulling out the top set of papers and spreading them out, “is the employee file and background check for Daniel J. Fenton, an intern that started in our engineering department about 4 months ago. He has one sibling, two parents and several close friends he regularly meets with. His current supervisor has nothing but good things to say about him and reports he gets along well with all his coworkers.”

She set out the next set of papers, neatly arranging them on the desk to be easily seen. “These are newspaper articles and screenshots of social media posts regarding a small town vigilante locally known as Phantom. The same small town, Mr. Fenton is from coincidentally. Also coincidentally, Phantom made his first appearance only a few weeks after Mr. Fenton was involved in a minor accident in his parent’s home laboratory when he was 14, the medical records for the incident are included.”

“Hmm,” Lex said observing several photos of Phantom and a younger Fenton arranged in order of similar poses and facial expressions and printed out side by side.

“Finally,” she said handing him the last set of papers directly, “this would be a report from the lab Mr. Fenton works in from an incident that happened yesterday. A test with a new protype went wrong and started a fire. Everyone evacuated per protocol when the alarms went off but one of the other interns was working on a programming issue off to the side of the lab while wearing headphones and didn’t hear the alarm or notice the fire. Mr. Fenton noticed his absence and returned to the lab to get him out.” She stopped talking and let him look at the last several pages in the file, a series of photographs of the lab.

“Is this ice?”

“Yes, it is. It’s several inches thick and covers half of the lab. It completely put out the fire leaving minimal damage.”

“This machine was moved?”

“It was. It was very close to the flames and would have required replacement if exposed to extreme heat or cold. That particular piece of equipment also weighs several thousand pounds and was bolted to the floor.”

Lex read through everything in detail then clasped his hands under his chin and stared at the photo of Daniel Fenton for several moments before turning back to his waiting secretary.

“Have HR send Mr. Fenton up. I’d like to offer him a promotion.”