#muse: lex

[rosesonbreeze]

@euphoriclusts | Lucas Taylor and Lex Armstrong, Late Night at a Bistro in Paris

Four days. That is how long Lex can manage peace, quiet, and focus before he sets out to find the man of British intelligence. The same mission, but separate work. After all, there was only so much teamwork their nations expected before political interest won out. Yet still, Lex reasons that a fair bit of camaraderie couldn't hurt. Better to attribute it to his innate friendliness, than the image of Lucas' lips so prominently in his mind. It does not take long to track Lucas down. He's not a spy for nothing. Sitting outside of a bistro, the lights of Paris shining on his features, Lex watches him for a moment. Never has he seen a man so beautiful, with such a hideous personality. Finally, Lex breaks the silence, sliding into the seat opposite him. "Of all the bistros in Paris." Lex greets coyly, as if it is a coincidence and not a ploy on his part. "What are we drinking?" He asks, relaxing into his seat. His hand reaching for the bottle of wine at the table, inspecting the label.

[savingthrcw]

moved to its own post from here @galefcrce

❛ can’t sleep? ❜ from my Lex! @savingthrcw ¦ 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

Sleep and Gale were not always the most harmonious companions, especially when the ceaseless worry of the orb and tadpole persisted in his mind. Rest, an intangible consideration in such trying times. Yet, Gale found a small refuge in the canvas of the sky above. Gale sat out near the burning embers of the campfire, face cast upwards as he traced the constellations in his mind. The stars above momentarily transported his thoughts to the Astral plane.

Yet, a voice brought him back to Faerûn. The words didn't instantly register, but the comforting voice of an ally kept him at ease. A slow, gradual lowering of his head tore his gaze from the stars above to Lex.

"I would have thought myself alone in such sentiments, yet you've proven me wrong," he offered a warm smile, a finger gesturing upward. "Though, I suppose the stars above provide adequate company too."

After a lifetime of loneliness, Lex had no idea of how to deal with the fact that suddenly she felt responsible and, worse, worried, about multiple people at the same time, who for no reason whatsoever had ended up following her lead most of the time. Weren't people like her supposed to become aggressive and wish ill fates on others? And yet there she was, worrying. And there she was, living what was supposed to be a nightmare, and yet deep down knowing that she wasn't hating it simply because she had people now. For a little. Didn't matter if they didn't feel the same, only that she had felt a part of something.

So, seeing that Gale was still awake, she had decided to check on him, because he was one of the people she worried for the most. He and Karlach, who could be gone in a moment. "Always loved them," she agreed softly, sitting down next to him so she could look up and watch the sky. "But I'll admit I never felt like I had company, just that I was lucky something so pretty was free." Not exactly poetic, she thought to herself, but they had been traveling together for a while now, and speaking up her thoughts was unfortunately becoming more and more natural to her. "Why can't you sleep?"

[fazedlight]

(Discussion content note: Abuse & murder)

I really wanted to like this moment.

I tried searching around on twitter and tumblr to see what the live fan reactions were at the time, particularly if there were critiques of this moment. I couldn't find any (please link if you know one!!). The scene seemed to largely be loved by fans.

I think I get what they were going for in the scene. Because there is great power in walking away from toxic situations (particularly for those raised in abuse, breaking sometimes generations-long cycles). I think they wanted that moment to feel a lot like the ending of Labyrinth:

But it didn't land for me.

Unlike Labyrinth - where Jareth loses all power - Lex only gained power in this move, by assuming full ownership of LuthorCorp (which itself doesn't make sense, legally, to me - but I digress). The show frames it as Lex "getting everything he ever wanted", which is convenient for the plot.

But "get total control of LuthorCorp" never seemed like the primary goal for Lex when it came to Lena. His relationship is defined by manipulating her. His deal with the Monitor meant he could imagine Earth Prime however he wanted - but he specifically asked the Monitor to keep Lena's memory intact. He doesn't just want LuthorCorp, he wants an adversary to control.

Abusers tend to be at their most dangerous when the victim tries to walk away, which I wish people would talk about more. To me, it makes more sense for Lex to try to drag her back into the game (which he now has more resources to do!) - not go to the future (?) and fall in love (??) with a non-human (???). (Though it's not the first time the show has jerked around the narrative at the cost of previously-established characterization.)

I'll admit that I may have personal bias here, in that someone I cared about was murdered after walking away from her abuser. In real life, walking away is almost never a single moment where the abuser responds with "cool, I won". If you're thinking "Mel, it's just a show, it's not that deep" - maybe you're right. The show is always balancing real-world themes with magic superpowers, and there's a certain suspension of disbelief that comes with that.

But for me, the moment didn't land.

[cynicalramencrumb]

okay, hear me out, Charles is Kurt's uncle. Like, that has so much Kurt panic potential!?

Jean: Why are you calling him professor?

Kurt: Oh no! I cannot call him that? should I call him Herr? Meister? overlord??

Jean: ...

I was thinking something more along the lines of Uncle Charl..?

[mountmultimuses]

You know what? I'm bringing it back.

I know this is probably the third time I've taken something on and off my muse list, but I'm gonna go ahead and put Justice League Action back on my muse list. I'll actually have to watch the show for research, but if I can watch the entirety of Young Justice, then I can find a way to watch the entirety of this show too.

[leatafandom]

Ok, saw your summer prompts list, and while this isn't technically on the list, you could probably incorporate one or more into it.

So, I'm thinking Smallville is in the middle of an extended heatwave, and even though Clark isn't affected by the heat very much, he's very determined to find ways to help Lex cool down...and maybe that leads to a different kind of heat building up between them 😏

Oo yes, yes! The muse fell in love with this idea. I ended up picking Ice Cubes cause that's fun 😈 and semi-incorporated Lake Day because of the location, which I might come back to with a part two of this for skinny dipping. I hope you enjoy it!

Cooling Down

Rating: Explicit 

Warnings and Tags: vacation, smut, anal fingering, Clark takes care of Lex, Clark runs hot, overheated Lex, temperature play, ice play, ice cubes, nipple play, oral sex, heatwave, college student Clark Kent, season 4 au canon divergent 

Word Count: 3,552

Summary: Clark and Lex get away for the weekend during a record-breaking heatwave.

The heatwave was bad everywhere but in Metropolis it was breaking records every hour, and it had already been three days of heat. Without classes, Clark had been on the move constantly trying to put out fires and help where he could. However, when he returned to the penthouse he was sharing with Lex, after a particularly hot day, he could see how much the heat was affecting the CEO. 

“Hey, do you own a cabin somewhere?” Clark asked, wrapping his arms around Lex from behind. 

“Probably,” he responded, not looking up from the reports he was reviewing. Clark's arms held tighter to him, stopping his pacing about the living room but not managing to fully grab his attention. “Why?”

“Because it's cooler outside the city.”

“It's just as hot in Smallville, Clark,” Lex mumbled, making a mark on the report before flipping the page and leaning back on Clark's firm chest. 

“Doesn't have to be Smallville,” Clark retorted, kissing the back of his head and holding him closer. “I was thinking somewhere with a lake or something…” His eyes drifted to Lex's pen as the businessman fidgeted with it as he crunched numbers, “and without work.” His pointer and index fingers purposely pulled on the corner of the folder before gently flicking his papers.

A sigh rolled through Lex, his head going back and finally looking away from his paperwork. “I've spent all of your vacation working, haven't I?” A regretful frown pulled at his lips as he lowered his paperwork.

Clark shrugged, hands interlacing on Lex's middle. “I've spent most of it running around Metropolis and the Midwest. I just thought it would be nice to get away for a bit,” he said, turning his head to kiss Lex's cheek. “Get you out of the heat and out of these suits you insist on wearing every day,” the college student added while his hands moved under his light suit jacket. 

“Out of my suit?” Lex's lips crooked in a smile turning his head to look fully at the brunette. “You should have led with getting me naked, Clark,” he teased, closing the folder completely. “I'll make a few calls, find out if I own a cabin by a lake,” he smiled at Clark's excited grin and the happy shimmer in his eyes. “Preferably one where we don't need swim trunks.” 

Clark laughed more at that. “That sounds perfect,” he said, dipping his head to steal a kiss while turning the older man in his arms. “Why don't you take a shower, cool off, and change first?” The brunette asked between kisses adoring the way Lex seemed to melt against his front. 

“Gonna join me?” Lex questioned even though he was already pulling Clark from their living room towards the master bath. 

The long weekend in a wooded area beside a lake had been a wonderful idea. While it wasn't much cooler there, the easy access to water and the lack of need for clothing around the secluded multi-floor cabin made the heat more appealing than anywhere else. They had spent most of their first day by the lake or within the water, but by the time the sun was high, Clark had gotten worried about Lex's fair skin and urged their return to the air conditioner and fan-filled vacation home. 

Lex hadn't made much of a fuss at being corralled by a nude and wet Clark Kent, especially after riding the always eager man on the couch. However, once Clark had filled him the heat was all that was on the human’s mind. His eyes roved over Clark's heat-resistant body, the man barely sweating while Lex felt like he was melting. He couldn't help his glare of jealousy at the alien's biology as he lay pressed against the younger’s broad chest. Lex groaned, shifting off of Clark's lap and out of his hold before moving further away from the too-warm body. 

“Sorry, Clark,” he huffed when the brunette tried to pull him back into his arms. “It's too hot to cuddle with a solar panel today.” 

Clark frowned, looking affronted before he took a closer look at the sweated man beside him. His lips twisted with guilt at not realizing how hot Lex was feeling as he took in his flushed cheeks and the exhausted collapsed position he was in on the curved sofa. 

“I'll get you some water,” Clark said before he was gone and back again. 

“Thank you,” Lex hummed, taking the glass and enjoying the wind Clark made with his super speed. 

“Should I turn up the air conditioner?” 

Lex shook his head finishing the glass. “No,” his eyes roamed the large living room of the estate that was modeled after a hunting cabin. “This place was my father's,” he said, wiping his sweated brow while Clark turned more towards him. “I don't remember this place,” he said, squinting with a tilt of his head as he tried to think of a time he or Lionel had come here but failed to, “I imagine the wiring hasn't been updated in decades. I don't wanna overload it and spend our vacation time fixing it.”

Clark frowned, using his X-ray vision to look over the house, having learned some repair skills from helping around the farm. “I could take a look,” the alien offered, only to sigh when the older man waved off the idea. 

“I'll be fine,” Lex reassured his worried partner. “I just need to cool down,” he added, handing the glass back to Clark.  

The brunette took it, gracing Lex with a fresh breeze of air when he ran and returned with it refilled. “Take another drink,” he said as Lex relaxed into the breeze. Clark pressed the cool glass against his forehead, cooling his brow before handing it to him and adding, “Then a shower.”

Lex wasn't one to enjoy being babied, but at Clark's concern and how horrible he felt, he didn't argue. He did, however, refuse Clark's request to carry him to the large shower, mainly because he didn't want to feel the heat from Clark's bare skin. Instead, Clark promised to try and get their bedroom cooler. 

Lex thought he would find Clark waiting for him in the bedroom, however, when he walked out from the bathroom he only found that the younger man had added two fans to the room in addition to the small window unit. He smiled at the fans that hadn't been there and hummed at the breeze the diagonal oscillating fans were making across the bed they shared. He groaned as he stretched before laying out on top of their cooled bedding, humming as water droplets dried on his skin under the breeze cooled by the struggling air conditioner. 

The relief unfortunately didn't last more than a few moments before Lex started to feel too hot all over again. The breeze from the fan brought a modicum of relief but only for the few seconds they were on him and so long as he stayed completely still. He closed his eyes, living for the few seconds of wind the fans brought as they swept the cooled air over his naked body.

“You're still too hot?” 

At the sound of his lover's voice, Lex's head rolled to the side, eyes cracking open to see Clark in all his sun-kissed glory standing in the doorway holding a metal mixing bowl and a large bottle of water. Blue eyes roved over the farmer's tan the alien still managed to have and the slight gleam of sweat over him. 

“Not all of us have the benefit of Kryptonian stamina and resistance, Clark.” His words were clipped, annoyed at his own inferior biology, but still taking the time to appreciate the brunette's body. When Clark frowned, shifting on his bare feet, Lex shook his head and rolled his eyes at himself. “I didn't mean it like that. It's just hot,” he amended, in a way of apology, realizing his tone and recanting his words, knowing the younger man was only fretting out of concern, not because of some idea of Lex being weak. “I'll be fine,” he added, seeing the other's worry and letting his head rest back on his pillows. “Even you can't control the weather.”

The brunette sighed, shifting the metal bowl and bottle he had brought with him before stepping further into the room. “I know, I just…” Clark walked towards him, sitting on the bed and placing the water on the nightstand and the ice-filled bowl on the bed between them. “You haven't had a break either, Lex.” His brows pinched as he spoke wanting to press closer to him but kept his distance. “I want you to enjoy being here and the whole point of coming here was to cool off.” 

Lex hummed, opening his eyes again to look up at him. “Clark,” his left hand raised to pat his broad chest, knowing the other was abstaining from touching him due to his naturally warmer skin. “Trust me. I am enjoying being here with you.” His brows lowered, leveling the brunette with a serious stare. “We haven't had clothes on since we got out of the Porsche. I am enjoying myself.” 

Clark smiled at his partner's reassurance but still didn't like the color on his cheeks. “I brought water and something I think will help.” He shifted the cold bowl, ice clinking against the chilled metal. “I ran out and grabbed some ice.”

Lex smiled up at him imagining how far and quickly Clark had gone and returned while he was in the shower. His eyes closed, humming when warm fingers pressed a bit of ice against his lips, rouge moving to greet the intrusion. 

Clark hummed watching him as he glided the ice across his lips, before running the melting chunk of ice over Lex's chin and along his jawline. The overheated man sighed at the cooling water that ran down his neck and throat as the ice melted. He tilted his head back offering more skin for Clark to smooth the ice over. Lex kept his eyes closed as the brunette shifted beside him on the bed attempting to keep his distance. The bald man huffed at the action and despite the heat radiating off Clark, Lex moved closer.  

“Better?” 

Clark's voice was soft and close to his ear as he spoke, cool wet fingers running over Lex's neck. The older man could only nod at Clark's gentle touch and the cool press of his normally warm hands. 

The brunette’s fingers left to gain another chunk returning in a breath to swipe it behind his ears. Another half-moan left the stretched-out man at the relief it brought and how much better the fans felt on their next breeze over him.

“Much better,” he finally replied as his hips shifted as Clark tended to his sweaty brow. 

“Then let me take care of you,” Clark hummed, kissing the crest of his ear and reaching for another piece of ice. “I think I have a way to cool you down inside and out.” 

Lex released a huff of air, lips parting in a gasp at the tease of cold against his collar. Clark hovered his hand just over his too-hot skin and a ghost of cool air caressed him. His head rolled slightly to the side against his pillow, blue eyes opening, half-lidded, focusing on Clark. 

The brunette had shifted beside him, propped up on his elbow with his right hand gripping the melting ice. The smile that teased on the brunette’s lips was a delicious mix of lust, intrigue, and pride. It made the older man swallow, momentarily overwhelmed with being the center of Clark's attention. His breath caught as the spherical chunk of ice dripped onto him, melting in the stifling heat. 

A hum left his lips as the cold water ran down his sweaty collarbone to the mattress beneath him. Lex's head rolled closer to the crook of Clark's bent elbow, the brunette’s palm supporting his head. Lex leaned to each drop of cold water from Clark's hand, the alien letting it drip slowly over his flushed chest. The older man's skin prickled slightly, and a breath left him when the oscillating fans returned, blowing cool air over the cold water on his heat-flushed body.

Clark drank in his every reaction, hand moving higher as the ice disappeared from his grip. “Feel better?” He asked, caressing his cold palm over Lex's neck.

A shiver ran down Lex's back at the shock of cold that ran straight to his hardening cock. “Mmm, yeah.” His words were stolen by a gasp when Clark wrapped his wet hand around his nape. 

The college student smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to Lex's parted lips. He smiled into the kiss and cupped the back of his neck with his cool hand. Lex relaxed under Clark's guiding touch, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. Distracted by the contrast of temperatures and the press of Clark's lips, Lex was surprised when new drops of ice water landed over his left nipple. 

He groaned into the kiss, left hand moving to tangle in Clark's soft locks as his member twitched in interest. His chest arched, leaning closer to the tease of cold as the younger's hand pressed the ice against his quickly pebbling nipple. Lex's tongue licked over Clark's bottom lip, his skin prickling further when the melting ice circled his areola. 

Clark hummed into the kiss, pressing his lower half against him as Lex rose to meet him. His fingers held tight to the melting ice chunk, rolling it around the hardening bud. Lex groaned and broke the kiss, head falling back onto his pillow at the press of Clark's shaft against his thigh and the caressing cold across his chest from his left nipple to his right. As the fan blew back towards them Lex shuddered, body cooling further at the blow of air over his chilled chest. Green eyes roved over the expanse of Lex's chest, watching as water ran down towards his abdomen before looking back to the hard buds.

When the ice was gone, cold fingers toyed with each bud. Fingertips circled the perk nubs, cold and teasing and pulling a moan from Lex's parted lips. The older man's hand fell from Clark's hair, holding tight to his shoulder as the large hand traveled down his abdomen. 

“Still feeling overheated?”

Lex released a sound of distracted thought, his shaft hardening further when Clark's hand came close but not nearly close enough to his fattening cock. “It's a record heatwave, Kent. I think I need more ice.” Blue eyes rolled up to him, and the devilish smirk that had woven across his lips only grew when Clark answered with a dimpled smile that was too bashful to be wholesome. 

“Good thing I grabbed so much.” 

A whine nearly escaped Lex when Clark took his hand away to grab more ice, fingers brushing against his length. The clinking of ice within the cold metal bowl caused his breath to hitch with anticipation. His eyes didn't leave Clark while he shifted beside him, sliding an oblong ice chunk into his mouth. The brunette smiled, sucking on the cube and chilling his lips, bending and moving down Lex's body. The bald man released a sigh of contentment at the cold press of lips against his side, spreading his legs when Clark kneed at them. 

The younger man hummed against his hip, nipping at it while sliding between Lex's spreading thighs. When Clark's hands finally returned, they were both colder than Clark's naturally warmer skin. Lex moved easily under his familiar grip, the brunette slid his hands down the fronts of his thighs before pushing his knees up. While he adjusted Lex's position, raising his legs and bending them at the knee, his mouth continued to leave cold kisses and bites along Lex's hips and towards his groin. The older man shivered under his cool wet touch, hips raising trying to wordlessly encourage Clark closer to his aching length. 

Clark chuckled against the cooling pale skin as Lex rocked up to him. “You're supposed to stay still,” the brunette said, pulling back to sit on his heels. 

“Don't tease me in this heat, Clark,” the billionaire groaned, eyes rolling over Clark's naked form between his spread knees. 

“Patience,” he said, hands digging in the ice bowl only pausing when he found a larger spherical piece. “Let me cool you down.” 

Lex's hands twisted in the sheets as his hips shifted on the bed. “Cool me down faster,” he retorted, watching Clark push another chunk of ice into his mouth.

The younger man scoffed, rolling the ice around his mouth before bending back over his partner's erection. At the first press of cold lips, his toes curled. Lex's lips parted as Clark dragged his cold mouth down the side of his shaft before leaving wet kisses around his base. Lex's hips rocked up to the slide of dripping ice water as it escaped Clark's lips. His head rolled to the side, watching as Clark moved back up to his tip, ice crunching between his teeth before his lips parted and encased his tip. 

A punch-out groan left Lex's lips, body jerking and curling towards Clark's steadfast grip. He shuddered feeling Clark's nimble tongue swirl around his aching tip. A moan hummed through him as Clark groaned at the drop of pre-cum that had splashed over his taste buds. The brunette shifted, pulling Lex's legs over his shoulders and digging back into the bowl. 

Lex's fingers tangled into Clark's chocolate locks, gripping them tightly. The alien didn't move under the tugs of Lex's hand, tongue teasing his tip while his fingers slid an oblong chunk of ice between his cheeks and against Lex's puckered star. The bald man groaned, head going back as Clark's fingers dragged the ice against the clenching muscle. 

“Are you hot inside Lex?” He teased, his breath chilled against his throbbing cock. “Want me to cool you down inside too?” 

Lex nodded quickly and without thought, the teasing press of cold and dripping water stealing his breath. “Fuck, Clark… Yeah, yes, I'm so hot,” he groaned, rocking back towards the melting ice. 

Clark hummed tongue swiping over his tip to stroke over his cockslit, cold tip digging slightly into it before sucking him back into his mouth. Lex huffed the lukewarm embrace of Clark's mouth paired with the push of ice into him. He rutted back to the chilling sensation and the uneven edges of it, clenching around the melting shape as it was pushed past his rim. A chill ran through him as Clark's head bobbed slightly on his cock, shuddering as the ice melted too quickly within him needing more. He groaned, licking over his parted lips wanting a larger piece inside him, unwilling to let the spine-tingling cold vanish so quickly. 

“Bigger one, baby please,” he groaned, fingers digging into and massaging the brunette's scalp. 

Clark hummed around his cock, the sound of ice clinking filling Lex's ears. His eyes closed, moaning as Clark dropped lower on his length and a thicker oblong piece of ice was pushed into him. His hips rocked and Clark's free arm braced him, wrapping around his waist to keep him still. Lex groaned at the use of strength in Clark's arm, feeling the ice shift and push deeper into him before melting within him. Lex groaned, feeling the ice water inside of him as Clark kept moving on his cock, lips tight around his shaft. 

“Clark,” Lex groaned, trying to move with his quickening pace. 

A huff left him as Clark's finger pushed into his cooled canal, biting his bottom lip as Clark's tongue swirled around his shaft on his next stroke up. Lex's eyes opened as his body jerked within Clark's hold, toes curling as Clark pushed two larger chunks of ice into him along with two fingers, still open enough from taking the younger's thick cock earlier. A moan left him at suddenly having so much inside him and Clark's warm tongue lavishing his shaft with each move of his head, pushing him closer to the edge. 

Clark's eyes rolled up to Lex, always loving to watch the older man fall over the edge because of him. He groaned around him, his own cock heavy and throbbing, fingers twisting around the melting ice within him before fucking them into him. Another groan left him at the impossible tightness around his thrusting fingers, feeling Lex's building orgasm and pushing him over the edge with a swipe of his tongue. 

Lex's body stiffened, toes and fingers curling as a stream of curses and Clark's name left his mouth. Clark didn't let up, working him through his orgasm and grinding against the bed as he swallowed around Lex's spurting cock. Lex huffed a hard breath, collapsing back against the bed as Clark's fingers slowed, and the younger man pulled back from his spent shaft. 

“Better?” Clark asked, pulling his fingers from him and letting his legs down off his shoulders. 

“Much better, Clark,” Lex reassured, having momentarily forgotten about the heat under Clark's imaginative touch, the ice, and the breeze from the fans. “Good enough to cuddle my solar panel,” he teased with a satisfied smile that only grew when Clark returned it and pulled him to him.

[halfagone]

Make sure to read this chapter first before going forward and reading this:

Double update, baby! I hope you all enjoy it. >:3

[etherealsinners]

My only comment about the idea of a verse with matthew apart of the vampire chronicles universe, is the fact that marcus pointed out the whole vampires like people being scared of them kink from day one. so when he inevitably pretends/claims to not associate with the majority of his species like the introvert he is, I just shake my head at him x)

[lingeringscars]

Layla did genuinely love asher, but it also was different than the love she felt for spencer or Jordan. Spencer was devastating for a number of reasons, but it was also easier to believe that spencer loved her back, in a way, than it was for asher. After learning about asher & olivia and her own feelings for spencer, it was easy to convince herself that what they had was just convenience.

They made sense. She was the popular it girl, class president, and he was was the football star. They ran in the same circles. They both felt isolated from their families, although I don't think this was ever discussed between them just something that later would be recognized as comforting in a way. They were supposed to be together, and after he life changed dramatically, she clung to that even as the feelings drifted away.

So it's very easy to look back and think the feelings were never there in the first place, but they were. It was real, and for a short time, it was very important to her. But it was very easy for her to believe it didn't mean anything to him at all, that he didn't actually love her, and that he felt stuck out of obligation from the very beginning. These feelings intensify after learning about spencer confessing his love to Olivia right before hooking up with her because she constantly feels like this placeholder until people find something (someone, Olivia) better.

[rosesonbreeze]

@euphoriclusts | set in the 1960's, our muses are longtime rivals turned partners-in-spying!

"If you glare any harder, we may fail to convince these people we're simply here for fun." Lex, short for Alexander, heeds with a glass of scotch in hand. Their competitive banter was fine out in the regular world, or in the privacy of their agency. But on a mission, there was no room for it... And still, he manages a quick smarmy smirk. "It's not my fault I wear a suit better than you." Despite himself, his eyes glance over at him. That may not be as true as he wished it to be.

[savingthrcw]

[ NAUTILOID. ] A starter where our muses awaken on the beach after the nautiloid crashes. // from durge celegorm to lex :D @curufiin @unluckystars

Having spent most of her time in captivity attempting to free more people from the pods, she wasn't surprised to find others had survived the crash. After all, why not? There was no reason whatsoever why she should be alive and yet there she was. And where the hell was Lae'zel anyway? In her place, there was now the elf, to whom she offered her hand. And suddenly she saw what he saw - felt confusion, the mind swap again. "Hey, are you alright?" she asked, cringing slightly as the ache in her head dissipated when she didn't attempt to get into his head. "Any idea of how we survived the fall?"

[alukardtheabysswalker]

I'm just imagining an unconscious Luthor on the ground during all of this possessing Flash and also joins in on the argument with the others.

He gets sidetracked cuz Grodd had the same idea and he's pissed a twink from Metropolis beat him to the punch and now they're fighting inside Barry's brain

[cynicalramencrumb]

James Mcavoy and Micheal Fassbender (Their dads too ofc, i.e, the sirs) were such good actors that they could make a superhero movie franchise feel like it had a soul and was not mass produced for money. Can I just say, AcTiNg✨

[kerorowhump]

[taintedlxve]

@lex-inlicitus replied to your post “"After being forced to eat a king sized bag of the...”:

"Either way you're still eating a bunch of cheesy air. But you do you."

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"ACAB includes the food police y'know."

[underground-hip-hop-affiliated]