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alexander joseph luthor | 44 y.o ❝ you see, I don't want to do good things, i want to do GREAT things. ❞

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DICK GRAYSON·:

Everyone is worth the opportunity of saving, Dick knows that. It’s something he learned so long ago, something he’s always just known. Besides, all differences aside - Lex isn’t always bad. He did save Dick’s life from that damn bomb, after all. In a manner of speaking, at least. “C’mon, you know it doesn’t work that way.” Dick reminds him with a furrowed forehead, shaking his head as he glances around at the thugs who’d caught Lex in the first place. “The authorities will take it from here. You better stick around too, they’re going to want a statement. And you should get checked out by the medics.”

          IT WOULD'VE been fine perhaps, if lex had nothing to hide — which might've been the case if he drove to the docks for no other reason than to enjoy the view of ships and cargo. "i'm fine." he replies, curtly. "and i'd rather not have gotham's police department involved here." it's a stretch to hope nightwing would go along with lex's vague need for discretion but it would be near impossible to conceal anything once a third patry comes in. "not yet, at least."

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STEPHANIE BROWN·:

She watched the other’s actions. There was something a bit off about the other. Why would the other take a step back. Stephanie shrugged focusing on the other. “Oh really!” Stephanie smiled. “That’s pretty cool.” Stephanie hummed. “I had a goldfish names Lexy, I won her at a carnival.”She smirked. “Does that make you a bit fishy?”

          LEX BLINKED, silent for a moment, before giving an airy laugh, "i don't believe that's how it works." being compared to a goldfish, now that was something that never happened to him before. it was both oddly placed and slightly insulting. never mind the 'fishy' comment, his ego latched onto its fabled pea-sized intelligence. still, he kept a smile on and carefully wrapped the taco in his hand, ready for disposal. "but i'm curious now as to WHY you might say that."

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NATASHA ROMANOFF·:

Natasha glanced over her shoulder as the man entered the balcony. it only took her a moment to place him as alexander luthor, executive of luthercorps. it didn’t surprise her to see him at this particular gala; the place was swarming with new yorks richest. but why had he sought her in particular? to flirt? “a yes, byron.” she nodded softly and turned her attention back to the city skyline. “arguably the most emotionally unstable of the romantics,” she replied as she took a sip from her wine glass. “you’ll have to forgive me, as far as romantics go, i’m more of a tolstoy girl myself.”

          GREEN EYES lit up in pleasant surprise. "you, my dear, have fantastic tastes." he chuckled, moving to stand a polite distance away before resting his arms on the railing. "though i disagree with some of his beliefs as a person — as an author, his work is truly remarkable." lex knew of the woman beside him. her name and a short background check, nothing too personal. he had to get up-to-date with the heroes lurking in the city and oh were there a lot of them. it was almost sad how, despite their numbers, there still were problems in the world. but it served as example for lex's own suspicions. heroes caused more damage than good. "i don't suppose there's a need to introduce myself but for the sake of manners," he lifted a hand towards her with an easygoing smile. "lex luthor."

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RICHARD GRAYSON·:

Soft angst starters - accepting !

‘am i making you uncomfortable?’ - for @theluthcr

“You? Make me uncomfortable? I dunno what would give you that idea.” Dick asks with a raised eyebrow, watching Lex carefully. It’s not often someone like Luthor would come to visit him of all people - usually it’s Bruce, definitely more likely to be clark, but not Dick. So this is more of a surprise than anything else. “More curious than anything else, really. Is there something I can help you with?”

          HE BLINKS, taken aback, before busying himself with the lock on his briefcase. "if you haven't noticed, not many enjoy my company." given his history it isn't difficult to see why but grayson doesn't seem to be affected. there is no hostility or unease in his expression. it's almost comforting, if lex cared enough to worry about such things. there's an audible click and he rummages through the case. "bruce has been ignoring my calls."

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“Are you lying?” - From Karen

3 little words || @cfkarenpage​ || accepting

          "AM i?" lex asked with an arch of his brow. he came up to stand before karen, a hand behind his back and the other outstretched towards her in gesture. "ms. page, you've landed yourself in quite a tight spot and though i don't normally do favors, i'm willing to lend out a helping hand. seeing as i'm one of the ONLY people capable of doing so, can you really afford to question my sincerity?"

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“Pain changes people.”

3 little words || @realwhenitsuseful || accepting

          IT WASN'T OFTEN that they spoke in public, much less in private. there was no charade to be made for reporters to see, no business deals to be had, and batman seemed so secluded, there wasn't much needed for appearance's sake. they had no reason to speak... yet here they were. lex was seated on a marble bench, surrounded by well-kept greenery. he spared a glance at the other man before looking back ahead. "no, LOSS changes people. pain fuels them." be it the loss of a loved one or the loss of hope... when something is taken from a person, it forces them to realize the true worth of what will no longer be theirs. an unfortunate price for living in this world.

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“Want a kiss?” From Remy xoxo

3 little words || @sixofgambits || accepting

           LEX STARED AT THE MAN like he'd grown a second head. he had been peacefully reading a book when the question filled what was once comfortable silence. it took lex a moment to realize who it was directed at but he was still trying to figure out the why part. it was rare for anyone to catch lex off guard but between the randomness and clear lack of cleavage pressed against him, it was far from anticipated. "... what?"

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“I killed him.” fucikeksk this is dark but Ily dudikd

3 little words || @bladesmite || accepting

          A DEAD BODY laid before the young man, eyes glazed over and mouth parted slightly. lex stood just a few feet behind him, hands stuffed in the pockets of his black coat. his eyes flickered, unfazed, between the two. “so you have.” he debated on whether or not to walk over to him, put a hand on warren’s shoulder as some form of reassurance; but lex was not the soft, understanding kind. even if he sympathized, any form of physical contact would be forced on his part. they already had a newly deceased person in their hands, they didn’t need unnecessary awkwardness added into the mix. THAT and… who knew the mental state warren was in right now. “you did what you had to.”

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“I stole it.”

3 little words || @gatadenoite || accepting

          LEX DIPPED his head in acknowledgement, “naturally.” green eyes assessed the diamonds before him; all smooth, intricate cuts of various sizes, dangling above and around each other to form one of gotham’s priceless necklaces. lex gently placed the accessory on his desk and waved for her take it as he stood up. “you’ve stolen a great plenty, catwoman. pray tell, what do you do with it all?”

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“You haven’t changed.” from diana

3 little words || @gildedamazon​ || accepting

          “ON THE CONTRARY, i’ve changed plenty.” lex replied, hands clasping behind his back as he turned to face her. “you just refuse to acknowledge it.” the difference between him and wonder woman was that he played on both sides. he’d been a villain and he’d been a hero, he saw the faults and the aftermath of both. he went through it all and he CHANGED. but his word alone meant nothing without action. that was all anyone cared about, really. what he did. who he’d hurt. it was easier to don a costume and defeat crime, to follow the rules and play nice. but in a world like that, nothing could be accomplished. there had to be risks and someone had to take them and if it painted lex luthor as the bad guy then so be it. he was pushing humanity forward, whether or not they saw it.

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“It’s our song.” ;D

3 little words || @undeadpoolbro​ || accepting

           never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down…never gonna run around and desert you…

          THE SINGER’S VOICE bounced along the chipped walls of a narrow hallway. its sound was accompanied by heavy static, emitting from an old radio that miraculously still worked. the echoes would’ve made it almost disturbing if not for the god-awful lyrics. they were in one of lex’s old laboratories, abandoned after some idiot accidentally let loose the failed experiments instead of destroying them like he was ordered to. a lot of RESEARCH was lost that day. and a few scientists. lex had returned to salvage what he could of the former and with the creatures likely still alive, he needed a meat shield that could fight. an immunity to toxins was a bonus. “how touching. now get in here.” he beckoned for the other to enter the room, scanning for any signs of movement before walking in further.

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TONY STARK·:

❝     WHY ,   THANK  YOU .     that  was  a  compliment ,   right  ?     ❞     tony  knows  iron  man  wouldn’t  exist  if  it  weren’t  for  the  assistance  of  yinsen .     and  yet ,   he’s  never  shared  yinsen’s  existence  to  anyone ;   kept  that  secret  in  the  caves  whilst  he  carried  the  guilt  with  him ,   always  trying  to  ease  his  conscious  with  their  shared  work .     yinsen  had  told  him  not  to  waste  his  life ,   and  tony  has  been  trying  ever  since .     ❝     you  don’t  think  some  of  us  already  evolved  ?     there  are  people  that  were  born  with  powers .     ❞     there  seems  to  be  a  different  between  mutants  and  mutates ,   and  yet ,   regardless  of  whether  their  powers  were  genetics  or  some  kind  of  force  operating  on  them ,   they  live  as  outcasts .     tony  doesn’t  think  he  can  begrudge  them  that ,   especially  when  some  of  them  make  up  the  x - men  and  assist  in  saving  the  world  when  they’re  under  threat .     ❝     maybe  we’re  monkeys  in  comparison .     ❞

          THE EDGES OF HIS LIPS tug into a frown and lex tears his gaze from the view to regard the other man. that one comment held the very cause for his obsession with superman. for one to even think the majority are nothing more than monkeys in comparison to the 'gifted'. lex scoffs at the very idea. "hardly. the homo superiors, as they like to call themselves, were not graced by celestial beings as some may think. they are the result of an inhumane experimentation that got loose and infected the population worldwide." these mutants were created by none other than the us government and up to this day they're still trying to cover up their mistakes. it wasn't easy finding evidence for his suspicions but as a man who'd devoted his life to studying metahumans, he did everything in his power to uncover what he could. the truth was, and still is, worth all the effort. and losses. "others mutated from man-made toxins to meteors falling from the sky. various circumstances can make a man glow green, mr. stark, just as an anomaly can give birth to a two headed lizard, but by no means can it be seen as our EVOLUTION." lex takes a sip of champagne and wonders belatedly if he took it a step too far but decides: no. he simply didn't nod and agree.

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3 LITTLE WORDS... || starter pack

Send me one to see how my muse reacts. Some are fluffy, some are angsty, some are smutty, some are something else entirely…

Some of these may be triggering or NSFW!

“I love you.”

“I hate you.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“I guess so…”

“I guess not.”

“Love me, please.”

“Don’t say that.”

“Don’t do that.”

“Don’t touch me.”

“Please, hold me.”

“Pain changes people.”

“You haven’t changed.”

“Please don’t go.”

“Look behind you.”

“Go kill yourself.”

“I can change.”

“Don’t ever change.”

“Want a hit?”

“Do you smoke?”

“Fuck me now.”

“Take my hand.”

“Lead the way.”

“Duck and cover!”

“Just go home.”

“Take me home.”

“Walk me there?”

“Everyone, shut up!”

“Just shut up.”

“Please stop it.”

“Please don’t die.”

“I need you.”

“I want you.”

“Want a hug?”

“Want a kiss?”

“Are you sure?”

“Are you lying?”

“That’s the truth.”

“I’m not lying.”

“Oh my God.”

“For fuck’s sake!”

“I got it.”

“I found it.”

“Call me later.”

“Text me later.”

“Don’t call me.”

“Are you crying?”

“I wasn’t crying.”

“Please don’t laugh.”

“Please don’t cry.”

“That’s a lie.”

“What’d they say?”

“What’ll it be?”

“It’s last call.”

“It’s almost midnight.”

“Do you promise?”

“That’s a promise.”

“Are you serious?”

“Don’t bullshit me.”

“I punched him.”

“I killed him.”

“I kissed him.”

“I love him.”

“I hate him.”

“I lied before.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I’m not sorry.”

“I’ll come over.”

“Can you come?”

“Want to cuddle?”

“Maybe we should.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t.”

“You don’t say.”

“Make me come.”

“Did you come?”

“I stole it.”

“I broke it.”

“Any bones broken?”

“Are you okay?”

“Are you hurt?”

“That must’ve hurt.”

“He was lying.”

“It’s our song.”

“Can I help?”

“Help me out.”

“Please, for me?”

“Anything for you.”

“I doubt it.”

“I believe you.”

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EDWARD NYGMA·:

it’s a long shot. but it’s a shot that he was glad he made. nygma cackled under his breath, playing with the gold plated trophy on the desk. LIFETIME BUSINESS ACHIEVEMENT AWARD. a few years ago, he couldn’t begin to imagine sitting in some CEO’s office, having lex luthor on the phone.

it felt good to be important. respected … to be LISTEN to. it felt almost as good as cheating the system and getting away with it. ed spun a fountain pen between his gloved fingers, tracing the engraving on the trophy plate. 

‘ how much are you offering? ’ he returned, ‘ how much will you offer, for … a potential device that can subdue the wearer’s superhuman abilities? — i know you are wary of superman, so to speak. and i’m with you. at least my vigilante needs a cable to glide between buildings. kryptonite must run out sometime. even with ample supply, a man of your rigor and intellect must be exploring options. don’t put all your eggs in one basket and all. ’

          THE BILLION-DOLLAR QUESTION presented to him had long since been answered. what would he offer to keep superman from harming their world? well, what hasn't he? his years of work, of foiled plans and gained knowledge. money practically grew out of the palm of his hands that any financial sufferings the company took for his sake was fully compensated in a month or so. it was not too important and so that too had been set on the table. yet still, nothing CHANGED. lex gritted his teeth and forced himself to relax. "i'd rather not put a single one in a basket that could collapse the moment i pick it up." the thing with potential was that it went both ways. even if its success rate was up at 85% there was still that 15% possibility of it backfiring on him and that — that simply wouldn't do. "i'm willing to offer my TIME to see this device for myself. if it proves capable, we can cover the subject of payment in person. if not, then..." he trailed off and and faced his desk, reaching out for the report he had yet to finish reading. "you've come this far, mr.  nygma. give me a valid reason to pay you for your efforts."

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STEPHANIE BROWN·:

“I agree. That’s why Mexican food is my second favorite.” Stephanie hummed as she bit into her taco. She had plenty of time before her next club meeting. And teaching others abou her food was fun. “Malaysian food has a lot of variety but my favorites that aren’t spicy are  Hokkien Mee,  Rujak, and Fish head curry.” Stephanie took out a pamphlet from her bag. “I think the annual Malaysian Heritage Festival is coming up. I just transferred but it sounds like a good time.”Stephanie gave the other a small smile. “I’m Stephanie by the way.” 

          "I'LL KEEP THAT in mind." whether or not that was true had yet to be determined. he cocked a brow as she presented him with a pamphlet and leaned over to take a look. a heritage festival, oh joy. he feigned interest, eyes scanning the colourful images and tiny words. none of the information soaked in but it was the gesture that really counted. the girl seemed pleased enough. "lex." he greeted in return and drew back to a more polite distance. "you know, stephanie, your name originates from the greek masculine: stephanos which, ironically enough, means CROWN." lex shot her an intrigued look and teased, "seems to me you were meant for one all along."

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          "I FIND THOSE able to hold their own without inborn abilities are more respectable than those with. it proves that they are able to adapt — to evolve, no matter the situation. they are a prime example of man's capabilities." lex would not deny his bias views and utter hatred for all things super but to him it made perfect sense. they were a convenience. an unstable, dangerous convenience that could last for only so long before something went wrong and the superhumans turned against them. what then, world? what could be done when mankind was slowly beginning to rely, to trust, in them? that was were the innovative, genius minds of homo sapiens came into play. to prove once again that humans are just as powerful if not more so.

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           IT WAS NOTHING SHORT of an embarrassment to have been kidnapped by a group of wanna be super villains and be saved by a superhero. he doubted the act was anything but reluctant — who would ever willingly save lex luthor? — though he appreciated it nonetheless. massaging his wrists, lex walked over to pick up his open briefcase and collected its contents. "thank you, nightwing." most of the vials were still intact, luckily. he'd hate to think of what might happen if everything got destroyed from the struggle. lex eyed the unconscious men with a sour look, "i'll take it from here."

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