LudraJenova
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After securing an exclusive interview with Lex Luthor at a special charity event, Lois Lane arrives late. She’s trying to find proof that Lex is still the evil mastermind they once knew, not this new version of Luthor, who is supposed to be good. In the private room, Clark and Lex shared an intimate moment, but they were interrupted by Lois. Mad at the scene, she confronts Clark with the “evidence” she has against Lex and his “evildoings,” disrupting the couple at that moment. Delighted that she saved Clark from evil, she believes their future should now be bright. At least, that’s what she thought at that moment.
No matter what she did, the future always ended in tragedy—whether with Clark dead, Lex dead, or both, or all three. And she would return on the same day to that painfully destined interview, like a loop of suffering with no escape. She knew she had to fix it but had no idea how or what to do to end it.
She only wanted Clark to be happy… and away from Lex… Is that wrong?
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Dreams are beautiful. Drive us forward, to fight for them and be really happy to see them become reality. Despite its beauty, many of them fail to materialize.
L has a dream, one that has wanted to fulfill all his life and which, for a tortuous life, he wasn't allowed to complete. What is his dream? Is not to catch Kira to all costs. The dream is so simple and beautiful. L wants to marry and have a baby.
What happens when in a moment of sentimentality, say this to Light?
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Supernova by ErisHunter
Fandoms: DC Extended Universe, Superman - All Media Types, DC Comics
24 Oct 2025
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Superman, el imbécil más grande de la historia, el fin de los sueños y esperanzas, el fin de todos los logros…
Un imbécil ególatra, sediento de admiración.
Alexander Luthor, sabía todo eso, y se encargaría de mostrárselo a todo el mundo, a pesar del peligro.
Sí, Superman podría ser un peligroso depredador, pero le demostraría, que él también podría ser una temible presa.
Sin embargo, no contaba con este gran contratiempo.
—I m p o s i b l e —Lex se aferró tercamente a la esperanza.
—Señor Luthor… Sé mejor que nadie, que lo que le estoy diciendo es… —Su médico lo observó el nerviosismo visible pero resuelto—… improbable.
—Imposible.
—Señor Luthor, jamás se ha dado un caso, usted… —El corazón de Lex comenzó a latir apresuradamente mientras sus manos comenzaban a sudar.
—No lo digas…
—Por imposible que lo creíamos y aunque no quiera aceptarlo…
—No sigas…
—Alexander, usted tiene un embarazo con aproximadamente 8 semanas de desarrollo.
~¿Cuánto de ti estarías dispuesto a perder, con tal de obtener lo que quieres?~
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01 May 2025
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Las mentiras no son un buen inicio para una relación y negarse a aceptar que existen podría hacerte perder lo que realmente amas.
*No agregar esta historia a ninguna Inteligencia artificial.Bookmarked by LudraJenova
25 Apr 2025
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EL ÚLTIMO HIJO DE KRIPTÓN. by T-H Amatista (Nerida6)
Fandoms: Smallville, Superman - All Media Types
30 May 2025
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Las tenciones entre el presidente Luthor y Superman están en su punto culminante. Después de años de confrontaciones Lex parece haber dado la estocada final y se apodera de la fortaleza de Superman haciendo uso de las fuerzas armadas.
Con lo que no cuenta es que las similitudes que comparten son mayores a sus diferencias. En un inesperado suceso del destino la inteligencia artificial escanea a Lex, Jor-El descubre su mutación genética y entrelaza para siempre las vidas de los dos.
Jor-El exige de Kal-El descendencia, oponerse a sus deseos implica revelarse al instinto primordial que duerme en él. Sin importar qué decida sus acciones cambiaran la vida de ambos, y el mundo, para siempre.
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24 Apr 2025
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Separated by custom, forced by tradition, bound by fate...
*previously titled Bound By Fate*
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It came over him like a deep-sea wave, surging and rocking; it drove into him, plunged, heavy as molten lead. There was one face that was there since the beginning, with a lopsided smile and burning auburn plaits, razorwire-sharp intellect spilling out of a mouth filled with lava and amaretto. One person whose loyalty never faltered, whose love was metamorphic rock, granite and stubborn; whose eyes were moss, ancient and unwieldy, but inevitable primary succession, terraforming a place to build a home.
“You…” Nathan whispered, in stupefied awe as he looked over at Pickles, who was watching him with eyebrow raised, “it’s always been…”