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@thewrongwomen
`*✴ indie ( selective ) canon divergent and multiverse LEX LUTHOR from DC comics ✁ -- mainly smallville - based, with comic / movie inspirations. CURRENTLY WATCHING/READING : smallville, superman all star, superman for all seasons.
✁ TW ; death and murder, drug-addiction, blood mentions, childhood trauma, child abuse, abuse of power.
✁ penned by mer ( promo ; icons ; memes )
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" me? " he exhaled an amused breath at the thought. it sounded too good to be anything but a dream. " i can't say i thought about it, " he replied earnestly. "i haven't really explored my options just yet ... " he admitted with a quiet tone, embarrassed to reveal out loud that farming was the only option he could see in his future so far — which wasn't the most desirable path he'd like for himself.
" why not ? " lex's tone is geniune and warm. he really worries about his friend, aimless and easily settled with being stagnant in his life. lex's life is not easy, but he does have a laid out path. if only he could offer a better opportunity than working for luthorcorp to clark... but he's only just beginning to gather the power he needs to set free from his father. " with all the running around uncovering the mysteries of our beautiful town you do with miss price, one would say anything doing with press would suit you well. "
starter call / " — you talk like a politician sometimes, " clark remarked with a warm and playful tone. " you ever thought about running? " / @thewrongwomen
" you know what — that's not such a bad idea, clark. " his tone is teasing, high-spirited. content smile extends, transforming his face into a childish visage. " ever wanted to be a press secretary for a political campaign ? "
starter call / " ever considered you could just ... ask me directly? " dean said, a slight jitter in his voice. " or, do you just investigate every person you come across? " he spoke casually, but beneath the calm was a man terrified of facing such scrutiny. / @thewrongwomen
a chuckle ripples warmly in his chest, words light. " there's only one way to really be sure you won't lie to me, dean. " taking two beautifully decorated glasses and placing them in his office table, he pours both of them a whiskey. " but don't feel too special yet, i do investigate every person i meet. " it pays to be informed, it pays to be prepared.
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it was finally time you moved from your parents barn, clark. i did offer you a brand new apartment, but this is ... nice. cozy. ( CONGRATS ON YOUR OWN BLOG CLARK :)
" well, let's not get too excited ... my parents' place is still my main home... "
lex could make a cure for every illness in the world easily. this is confirmed multiple times in the comics, for he is the smartest man alive indeed. is he going to do it ? no. don't be insane. where's the profit in that when lexcorp can rank in billions just with its pharmaceutical branch ?
... unless he can make superman kneel, call him a friend and trust him blindly.
𝐌𝐀𝐃. 𝐌𝐀𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍. while the two of them had their differences ... lois lane had the unique capability to feel absolutely nothing about lex luthor. cons ... he was a maniacal, self - serving corporate asshole. pros ? he made her rich and famous. two items that seemingly cancelled each other out. ( plus, acting aloof seemed to piss him off even more. )
and while lois wants so desperately to smile at luthor's inane pouting, she shoves it down. masks it with a roll of her eyes. " i'm not the one chasing you around our good city ... " ( this time. ) her voice is distracted, gaze flitting between the viewfinder of her binoculars and the notepad in her lap. she was pre - occupied but, half of the fun of lex luthor was being able to maintain any sort of power leverage she could. he was meaningless to her. words on a page. ( not entirely true. he was entertainment, sparingly. )
" sorry to disappoint my biggest fan ... " said smarmily. she cracks a smirk. " but i do write for other guys. my pen goes many ways. "
the daily planet. they truly infuriated him, those rugged so-called reporters — leeches, leeches running like headless chickens, stumbling into his very-private affairs here and there. lois lane is probably the most annoying one of them all, writing many of the articles «exposing» luthorcorp over the years. even if she's as unconsequential to his life as a mosquito would be, the bites she has slowly left on him are starting to itch and bother. and now, making him chase her around. . . the people he has had to question, the men he has deployed to keep her observed, all because she wouldn't answer luthorcorp's calls at the damned daily planet.
" oh, i am deeply hurt by that. i thought you reserved your pen just for me. " he teases jokingly, voice lowering to a whisper as he leans to watch over her shoulder, spotting the subject of her focused attention a block away. yes, just as he had predicted. " though i understand how this could be more deserving of your penmanship, miss lane, gotham's number one crime leader running around our good city. " his smirk extends to a mockery of a smile, as he turns back to face her, eye to eye. " guess why i'm here ? hint : it has to do with our criminal friends over there. "
" if there is a tournament, the rest of us won't stand a chance against the reigning champion, " clark accused, tone calm and nonchalant but with just enough edge to cut.
" i just came to warn you about what i heard, because i don't want to see you get hurt again, " he explained with a kind of coldness that he despised getting accustomed to. he hated when they fought ; because every time they did, it felt as if clark was losing him to something darker, something even more powerful than him, something he could never come from if he kept pursuing it. " believe it or not, lex, i still care about this friendship. " he reminded with a tone that remained cool and distant, yet carrying a truth that couldn’t be dismissed.
anger, his oldest and most loyal friend, the only one that will never abandon him, a friend that fuels him to live, spitefully. it slowly conquers his expression, jaw locking tight, teeth clenching and eyes closing with the inmense effort he is making to calm himself down. breathe in. breathe out. don't throw anything at him. don't scream. " funny, clark. i thought i would be judging. " he follows up the joke without bite, voice lowering to almost a whisper. these fights with clark — well, they make him feel alive.
lex scoots forward, at the edge of his office chair, elbows coming up to rest as his mahogany desk, fingers intertwinning underneath his chin, hovering. forcing a smirk onto his rage-twisted visage, he speaks, biting. " friendship ? " a laugh, bitter and cold. a raise of his left eyebrow, a tilt of the head as he lays it onto his own hands. " thank you, clark. you are such a great friend. worrying about me and my father, about luthorcorp. " words are spit, playful and cutting, as he stares at his one and only friend. " it quite stings, that you don't think i know by now who my father is. who i am. "
i am feeling a bit sick TT i really wanted to get my replies done today but i don't think im gonna, im really tired and uninspired with this sickness.. tomorrow tho, ill lurk and write, promised !! catch me on discord if u wanna !
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Lex Luthor in Smallville S03E05
been watching a chinese drama with fake dating / fake marriage tropes and i think i NEED a plot like that :) anybody would be interested maybe ?
@wantdead said ; " whatever helps you sleep at night "
insomnia is a common ocurrence in the luthor manor. as a child, he used to stay awake trying to squeeze every single minute left with his mother by his side. as a teen, a cocktail of drugs helped keep his eyes open for days at a time, party after party after party. now, at twenty-five years old, the dark bags under his eyes have become a permanent fixture of his visage, a beacon of his distress, only getting more and more pronounced each day. he spends his nights drinking, whiskey to numb daylight away, to forget his doubts and drown his loneliness.
" i sleep just fine, dean. silky sheets, a glass of wine, and i'm out cold. " his tone is playful, friendly and light. his smile, gentle and kind. the kind of smile a hyena might flash right before devouring you. " what my father does is none of my business. i will not continue paying for his sins. you should do the same. " a second of silence, hanging between them, heavy. " we already have to pay for our own sins. "
@nosuperm4n said ; " he's lying to you "
" is he, clark ? is he lying now ? and how exactly would you know ? got experience, don't you ? " he spits out, bitter and angry, neck veins about to burst. he's scared, he's always scared when he's confronting clark. the only thing that's his. his one and only friend. if he loses him. . . yet he cannot stop this investigation, this doubt, the venomous obsession and childlike wonder spreading underneath his skin and poisoning him whole. he sits back down on his office chair, defeated.
" is there anybody who's not lying to me, clark ? victoria, helen, my father, you. lying to me is smallville's official sport by now. i'll have to organise a tournament one of these days, get some equipment for the high school team. "
@metropolois said ; " don't look at me like i'm the only one lying. "
eyes rolling back as far as they could go, he tries to keep his expression as neutral as possible while disappointment wades betwix them, crashing and reforming like waves, overflowing from the cracks in his façade. " i think we both know i'm always lying to reporters, miss lane. " exhaustion tinges every word, as if he had finally gotten tired of their little cat-and-mouse game. genuinely, he enjoyed their back and forth banter when he was in the mood. he's not in the mood today.
" don't you pride yourself on honesty and such ? bringing the unfiltered truth to the so-called populate ? i find your dishonesty much more disturbing than mine. "
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Clark Kent and Lex Luthor in Smallville S03E03
im reminding everybody i got discord upon request !! to plot, or just chat, i wanna be friends with y'all ooc too :)
