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β i can talk to speedsters ... you think that's gettin me do you know what β
he said what ... its so over.
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super-fathead says what
β i can talk to speedsters ... you think that's gettin me do you know what β
he said what ... its so over.
@imperiouslex
the concept of the matching tattoos being of lex's initials.....
@s0fias: we're working with @imperiouslex on this.
waylon: a white man? no!
can you sign this latest exposΓ© you've written on my unsavory ties to the mayor? and can you make it out to "my biggest fan?"
ππππππππππ | ππππππ πππππππππ
πππππππππππ, ππππ πππππ πππ ππππ ππππππ. the man who sat next to her earlier sheds his sunglasses ... and transforms into multi - billionaire lex luthor. while she stares at him like he has three heads, lois accepts the paper and marker like it was the easiest thing in the world.
she doesn't look down, just writes his request and signs her name quickly. hands it back to him. she blinks a few times. " lex, what the fuck are you doing sitting in my ob/gyn office. how did - how did you even know i had an appointment. "
β @imperiouslex
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βοΈ-- "I could just launch you into space and be done with all this. You know that, right?"
He could, but he never would.
GET LEX FOR ME DIANA!!!! DEFEND MY HONOR!!!
CONSIDER IT DEFENDED, BIG BLUE!!!!!!!!! also i think @imperiouslex is trying to clone you again idk that one might be out of my hands...
while they are largely humanoid in appearance, is there any notable anatomical or physiological differences between korugarans and terrans that may only be noticed in certain, intimate scenarios?
β sinday for sin.estro!
If it isn't the size of the man tucked into that itty bitty skin-tight flightsuit that gives it away on first glance, it'll be obvious soon enough. Coarse, sandpaper tongue, like a feline- it isn't painful when it presses into a deep kiss, but it's undeniable when it's sliding across sensitive br.easts or gen.italia. Then comes the Korugarian's own endowment- larger than any sensible human should engage, fleshy (sturdy) barbs line the underside, ridged at the base. & the kn.otting-?? Not to mention the heat cycles. On a less er.otic standpoint, I think getting more intimate with Sin.estro would allow someone the space to see the more subtle differences- the way his torso is longer than a human's, the ridge of extra ribs, the folds of extra muscle groups to make up for it. A heart that settles on the opposite side of the chest, the increased body heat- tougher nails, pitch black.
mercy, grab the biggest can of raid you can find, please. there's a giant bug crawling outside my window and I want it gone.
truthfully, spider-man hadn't ever spent much time in metropolis. new york city was his home & it was hard to be a 'friendly neighborhood' anything if he was halfway down the coast. however, peter parker was another story. he had work to do in the city, filling in for a sick photographer for the daily bugle... so why wouldn't spider-man take advantage of the view.
right now, he was stuck to a building many stories above the rest of metropolis. he knew the view he was after would involve a bit of trespassing but why should lex luthor be the only person looking over metropolis. spidey is a little too pleased with himself when he's noticed. maybe he should be more careful, but reading luthor's lips through the window is enough to make him laugh.
" oh no, not raid! " he's not sure if lex can hear him, but he's sure to dramatically place a hand on either side of his face. the lenses of his mask widen in mock surprise. did he leave footprints on the window? oopsie! he presses his forehead to the glass in his faux dramatics," it's my greatest weakness. what ever shall i do? "