#kon-el

this is how the 1998 young justice comic went right??

these r my favorite panels of timkon ever actually

these r my favorite panels of timkon ever actually

unknownunseenunheard:

Clark: So, it looks like we all have multiversal counterparts

Lex: Really? Who’s yours?

Clark: Steve Rogers. Kon’s is Spiderman, Batman’s is Wolverine, Diana has Storm, and- oh. Oh

Lex: What?

Clark, unconvincingly: It’s nothing, Lex. Nothing that you have to worry about

Lex: … Kal-El, who the hell is my counterpart?

Clark: Come on, Lex, it doesn’t matt-

Lex: Clark Jerome Kent-

Clark: Fine! Red Skull. You’re counterpart is Red Skull

Lex: …

Clark: …

Lex: … WHY IS MY COUNTERPART A FUCKING NAZI!!!

Clark: I don’t know!

Lex: That’s it. I need to kill Red Skull on principle alone

Clark: Lex, NO

Lex: Lex, YES

Clark: Lex no

Lex: LEX YES!

the-rebellious-one:

Kon: Wow, I can jump into a volcano in this new costume.

Lex, dad mode on: That’s fine, just bring a jacket with you.

Kon:

Kon: Hey, that’s not a half bad idea.

the-rebellious-one:

Green Lantern: So how’s being divorced?

Superman:

Superman: I’m not divorced?

Green Lantern: My man, your former bestie took the kid, your spaceship, half the Fortress, and your holographic parent is sulky he’s not around more often.

Superman:

Green Lantern: See, where I come from, we call that a divorce.

Superman:

Superman:I-

Superman:Batman-

Batman: Don’t drag me into that.

tornbeth76:

sloaners:

(Dad!Lex Au: Lex Luthor knows where babies come from. Until he doesn’t.)

——

The stork opened their beak, light shining out of their mouth. “I AM HERE TO DELIVER YOUR BABY.”

“What,” said Lex.

“I AM HERE TO DELIVER YOUR BABY. WHAT IS THE NAME OF THE BABY?”

“What the fu—“

“CONNOR! AN EXCELLENT CHOICE.”

“Stop right there,” Lex finally cut in. “I’m not having a baby,” he argued.

“YOU MADE A WISH AND IT WAS GRANTED.”

Lex scoffed. “This is ridiculous. I know I’m dreaming.” And clearly projecting his subconscious insecurities, but he was not going to dignify that by saying it out loud.

“YOU ARE.” the stork agreed. “YOUR HOME IS ALSO DIFFICULT TO BREAK INTO WHEN AWAKE.”

“Fine, let’s push this charade along,” Lex said, as he made a mental note to look into dream defenses later. “So, what, I wished for a dream baby by magic?” he accused.

“NO. BY YOU AND YOUR PARTNER’S DNA.”

The stork then thrusted a pamphlet into Lex’s hands. The front read: Your Non-Magic Baby and You.

“READ FOR ADDITIONAL INFORMATION. I DELIVER BABIES, NOT BIOLOGY LESSONS.”

Lex’s jaw twitched. “The flaw with your gambit is that I don’t have a partner,” he corrected, ignoring the slight for now.

The stork squinted their flaming eyes at Lex, like he was a particularly dim bulb. They declared, “IN THE EVENT OF DENIAL, THE DONOR IS TO REMAIN ANONYMOUS.”

“Anony—? That’s unacceptable. Who is the other parent?” Lex demanded, crushing the pamphlet in his hand.

“THE DONOR IS TO REMAIN ANONYMOUS,” the stork repeated.

“Then I refuse,” Lex said, despite the weird twinge in chest. He ignored it.

“YOU ACCEPTED THE BABY WHEN NAMING IT.”

“Oh fuck you—“

“NO RETURNS OR REFUNDS.”

The stork had Lex backed into a corner on this, but only for now. Fucking dream logic. “Fine. I suppose I have no choice but agree to the conditions,” he ground out.

“YOU ALREADY DID.”

“I’m waking up now,” said Lex.

clambuoyance:

[DC] lord give me one more chance