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I was watching Hercules and that movie basically Superman so I drew some doodles because I also love Clois
DC’s Power Couples.
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Batfamily x PhD student reader
(This takes place around 3 years after the Intern. )
The Intern: Day one The Intern: The Laughing Fish The Intern: Outreach Gala
After interning in her hometown, Y/N was recruited to do her master's degree fully funded by Lexcorp. She had developed an attraction over the 3 years working with Lex Luthor, yet his controlling behavior led to Superman warning Y/N about the CEO's affections. Her master's thesis was on the environmental impacts of Kryptonite use and storage.
Gotham City's explosive tonight. The annual environmental gala has somehow brought fresh life into the sallow streets.
The gala's decorator deserves a raise. Lush vines descend from the high ceiling wrapping around the pillars. I narrow my eyes. Are those real carrier pigeons? Every flower from any climate you could possibly imagine flood the walls in a sweet cascade of fragrance. The sweet aroma tethers me to the present. Dick and Tim give me sly smiles from across the ballroom. Stumbling past the walls of plants, Bruce gives me a thumbs up.
"You clean up nice."
I give him a small smile before glancing down at my Wayne sponsored garb. The long satin dress hugs my hips in an almost risque manner. A respectable slit begins at my mid thigh showing off my red and black pumps. I grimace at the unknown cost.
"You know you didn't have to go all Pretty Woman on me Mr. Wayne." I joke smoothing out my silk gloves, "I do have a paycheck."
Bruce smiles. It takes me off guard. A real smile with squinted eyes and smile lines. As goofy as the most attractive man in the room can be. Compared to his work persona, it's nice to see.
"Ms. L/N, I would never ask you to spend your money to play dress up for a gala I invited you to."
I nod not knowing what else to say. An entire styling team showed up at my door this morning with rack of dresses to choose from... and the shoes... well let's just say it would have made Cinderella run back home and demand to know why she couldn't have gotten Bruce Wayne as her Godmother.
His eyes gravitate to the pendant draped across my neck. A sting of pain registers on his face. I shift uncomfortably once he starts to stare. At my discomfort, Mr. Wayne apologizes.
"I'm sorry Ms. L/N. I haven't seen that necklace in a very long time."
I raise an eyebrow. Mr. Wayne never divulges this much personal information.
"Old flame?" I joke wiggling my eyebrows.
He shakes his head with a pained smile.
"That was my Mother's necklace."
My eyes widen. Martha Wayne's necklace. Instinctively, I reach to take it off. I already couldn't afford a ruby necklace, but a Wayne family heirloom? Hell no.
"I can take it off if you-" I start reaching for the clasp.
Mr. Wayne stops me in my tracks.
"Don't worry about it. That was a long time ago. "
I still hesitate. I glance awkwardly around the ballroom.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes," Mr. Wayne weighs carefully, "Besides, it might make for an interesting headline."
I scowl.
"I'm not going to like this am I?"
A devilish grin appears in response to my dismay.
"Welcome back to Gotham Ms. L/N."
Bruce's sons materialize a few seconds later. If I wasn't used to them suddenly appearing in my office, I would have shrieked.
"Tim. Dick." I greet with a nod, "Always a pleasure."
The younger boy looks at me like I am a puzzle piece he can't quite figure out where to put yet. Dick is as charming as ever.
"Y/N, I can't believe Bruce roped you into being his date. Have you ever considered unionizing?" He teases with a grin.
"At least, I'm getting paid to be here. What's your excuse?" I tease lightly hitting his shoulder. "Don't you have a hot date tonight Bludhaven?"
A painfully familiar shadow interrupts the conversation.
"Mr. Luthor."
Turning around, my legs begin to shake. What a wonderful... surprise. Lex nods to the three men before setting his sights on me.
"Mr. Luthor,"
Saying his formal title feels wrong, yet calling him Lex wouldn't be right either. Not after everything that has happened. Timothy's analytical gaze burns my peripheral.
"Ms. L/N, would you join me for a dance?"
I hesitate eyeing the audience that is forming. Extending his hand, Lex continues, "For old times sake?"
Three people stopped talking to gawk. I don't have much of a choice. With the amount of gossip mongrels here tonight, if I say no my face will be plastered on every gossip column in Gotham... If I say yes, well at least it will only be in Metropolis Gossip columns. I don't have much of a choice.
"Of course... Mr. Luthor." I agree through gritted teeth letting him drag me onto the dance floor.
If I thought agreeing to a waltz would quell speculation, I was poorly mistaken. Dozens of eyes follow our every movement including my boss's.
"You are only feeding into their curiosity." Lex whispers in my ear, "Those vultures know when you are weak."
"Is that what I am?" I question finally looking into his green eyes, "No need for flattery Alexander."
"There isn't any other way to explain your disappearance."
"-That's not fair."
The fire in his eyes leaves me speechless. This was not how I planned to spend my Saturday evening. For a moment, I fantasize on how this night could have gone. I could have had an early night enjoying take out... exchanged my favorite book with the cute guy next door. Slept in. Instead, I am bickering with a man who could be my Uncle over the fact I didn't take a job offer...and potentially start a relationship with him.
"Okay, so I cut you off." I start, "I'm sorry I hurt you, but things couldn't keep progressing like that. My project ended. It was time for me to go."
...and Superman told me that you started tracking my whereabouts... along with bugging my apartment... Go to therapy.
Lex shakes his head.
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"You were offered a complete stipend. A guaranteed job offer. Why would you turn that down?"
My lips press together into a fine line.
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The orchestra roars into a crescendo. The dance speeds up.
"You know why...." I hiss trying to keep up with his increasing tempo.
I've never been good at multitasking.
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"-Say it," Lex demands gripping my fingers tighter, "Tell me."
The ring on his left hand gets caught on my gloves tearing the beautiful silk right down the center. The radiant green draws my attention. Kryptonite. After all this time, he still wears it. Rage causes my face to go hot. I stop dancing to grab his ring.
"This is why Lex," I snarl, "Because I am sick of watching you destroy yourself. You've read my research."
A smart ass grin stretches across his face. The onlookers exchange curious glances at our lack of dancing.
"I paid for it." He replies smugly.
"Then you should know how ludicrous this behavior is. You are going to die before you win."
His eyes get sharp. I must have hit a nerve. A vein in his forehead grows prominent. Another couple dances past us. Lex tears me out of the way before I get bulldozed. A few beats later, we are back in the dance. His hands grow tight around mine like he's afraid I might disappear again. My knuckles turn white from the pressure, but I won't give him what he wants. Pain laces up my palms.
"So, you would rather waste your career working for a halfwit like Bruce Wayne?"
I freeze for a second. This is what this is really about. Lex is jealous that I chose to work for Bruce. If it was anybody else, he could convince himself that I was downgrading, but I went to his direct competition. Thinking of the conversation I had with Bruce earlier, when nobody else is around Bruce has a strange intelligence in his mannerisms. He had initially joked about not reading my research, yet the intensity behind his questions later that week proved otherwise. How did my job search end with watching the boys club battle it out?
"I will only say this once: My life is mine. What I choose to do is my decision. Say what you want about Mr. Wayne, but at least he respects my privacy." I growl ripping my hands out of his grasp. "Have a nice day Mr. Luthor."
Storming past the "Garden of Eden" display, I slam open the double doors. God.... Everyone there probably thinks I slept with him.
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As requested by @madametamma!
Kid Lois & Clark riding a bike!
(Clark blushing from the close contact to Lois and Lois having a determined expression! ☺️💞)
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As requested by @ckducky!
Little Lois dragging little Clark into her crazy adventures! 😊💞
Don't blame Clark for his anxiety😭
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Kid Clark & Lois stargazing! :3
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Enjoy some Maws kid Clark & Lois chibi's! 💞💞
I think about this tweet all the time because they would've been SO powerful...
Like Brendan IS the lovable "oaf" superhero, and Sandra IS the no-nonsense, competitive journalist. The VISION:
"You're not my weakness, you're my strength"
dceu otps: wondertrev, batcat, clois
“i wish we had more time.”
“you are my world.”
“i love you. marry me.”
did i honestly spend 3 hours of my life on this???
the answer is yes bc i am trash for all these ships
enjoy modern sitcom no capes au starring: clois, batcat, wondertrev (bc i was too lazy to do more lol)
the one where they live in nyc and reenact my fave cheesy au’s
lois & clark still work together, live together and are essentially new york’s cutest non-couple. much to the annoyance of literally everyone that knows them, lane and kent remain in blissful denial, refusing to acknowledge the growing tension and chemistry until a new love interest forces them to confront what has been building between them ever since clark first tripped in front of her.
bruce is a rich guy looking for purpose in his life. and this is the story of how he accidentally adopts a bunch of orphans, which does a lot for his will to live but not a lot for his love life. this all changes, however, when he stumbles upon selina kyle, a witty and beautiful woman that works at a struggling art museum and is not afraid to call him out on his bs. he finds himself showing up at said museum a lot more than necessary, especially when his kids begin to get equally attached to her. yep, he’s definitely screwed.
diana is the ceo at an amazing company; steve is her personal assistant. need i say more?? though they’ve always been a great team and well aware of their own chemistry, diana’s hesitant to cross the line (bc once you do, you can never go back ya feel). when diana is forced to bring a fake date to boost appearances for the board, however, she turns to the man who knows her better than anyone—fake dating’s nothing when real feelings are involved.