TYLER HOECHLIN in Superman & Lois: Tried and True

I know this is mayor fan service but may the gods have mercy on my soul. I am so grateful for this😭😭😭

I just saw a card that said “I love you for your personality but that dick is a nice bonus” and I’m not saying I immediately went “Winteriron Attempt at Romancic Marriage Proposal by Asking Sam to Help Pick Out a Card Goes Horribly Wrong” but I already wrote the fic so stay tuned

Vampire Tony meets Steve Rogers, which irrevocably changes the courses of both of their lives.

Hello people who love vampire romance and kinky dirty smut with it. If u are looking for something smutty and a gothic romance, this ain't it. Is way more!!! And trust me u will thank the writer gods for such a gift, it will keep u at the edge of ur seat, it will intrigue u, it will make u hot under ur collar and maybe question how kinky u really are, but it will also break u and rebuilt u, piece by piece. Is that good u fools! So hang on to ur phones or computers/tablets. Whatever just hang on and enjoy this lovely lovey piece by the writer goddess mama of our dreams Sabrecmc!

Astronaut Tony/Alien Steve, featuring EGGS!

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Did a bunch of Chack for a bunch of amazing chack writers!

First one is inspired by a fanfic called Spicerella by Silvarbelle

second one is inspired a fanfic called I Didn’t Know Jack Had A Cat by NINJA-RENKA

last is inspired be a fanfic called The Thing About Bad Pennies by CrystallicSky

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kid!Stiles AU

Stiles is adopted by Derek…

“hey,what’s going on?your teacher call me this afternoon…”

“…nothing.”

“Stiles.don’t make me ask the question twice.”

“…Jackson said i can’t be the batman…so.”

“so you punch his face?”

“but he punch me back!”

“Stiles…”

CAN SOMEONE WRITE A LONG STORY????PLEASEEEEEEEE

Well, I been itching to write some Sterek for the first time not sure if I am good enough but let me know what you think with this, okay?

Its been one hell of a few months for Derek. Not only did he lost both his last two remaining family members, he was now that reluctant Alpha leader of the Hale pack with only two members, himself and...

He took a deep breath and let it out gustily. Stiles was standing a few feet away from him, his shoulders hunch, his face down, chin almost touching his chest. From where Derek was standing, he could see how the ten year old boy kept fidgeting anxiously almost as if scared or worried about something. Derek may have an idea.

He delivery walk slowly and made his foot steps loud enough to both not startle the boy and get his attention. It only work for half that, since Stiles ended up getting startle anyway, when he got close enough he could see the older man's shoes in front of him (too lost in thought to hear him approach, he suppose) but he did get his attention. Stiles head snap up, round amber color eyes wide with surprise and was that? Shit. Derek didn't have to smell the air around them to know-not with that look on the poor boys face-he was scared.

Derek bend down to one knee, in front of the kid, enough they were eye level, keeping his arms folded on his lap. He tried to school his expression into something more calm and soothing for the weary boy as he spoke.

“Hey, what’s going on? Your teacher called me this afternoon…” He let the sentence open, wanting Stiles to try an explain himself first, before he came to any conclusion. Unfortunately, for once Stiles decided to stop being talkative and answered with mumble,“…Nothing.”

Derek sighed, he knew that adopting the late Sheriff son, out of guilt and some feeling of obligation after what happen with Peter hadn't been the best idea, but...

“Stiles don’t make me ask the question twice.” This time his facial expression was more stern, yet he still tried for an air of calmness. It seemed to work as Stiles shoulders seemed to draw back from his ears a bit.

“…Jackson said I can’t be Batman…so.” The boy shrug, not looking the least bit guilty at Derek's look of disbelief.

“So you punch his face?”

“But he punch me back!”

“Stiles…” He ran a weary hand over his face as he tried to make sense of the boy's logic. Thinking he understood better now, what his parents felt when Derek was young too and got himself in to petty fights with his classmates. The memories still hurt, even if its been years. Pushing does memories and feeling aside, he glance at Stiles his hand still on his face when he notice, the boys trembling shoulders, and one of his little fist clutching at the bottom corner of his blue batman shirt tightly as if needing to grab on to something. He was back to looking at his shoes, yet Derek could obliviously tell he was holding back tears.

Dropping his hand from his face Derek called Stiles name again, this time more gently as he cup the boy's rounded cheek lifting up his head so he could see into now golden honey eyes made brighter by unshed tears. With his free hand he grip Stiles arm, making the boys lower lip quiver as if he was preparing him for bad news.

'Like the time he was told of his fathers death.' He though and shook that thought away too, needing to focus on the now weeping boy. Big fat tears roll down red tinted cheeks, yet Stiles refuse to acknowledged them, and kept looking at Derek as if already prepare for whatever reprimand or harsh words the older man was going to say, maybe yell at him. He didn't push Derek's hands away though and for that Derek was both grateful and confuse. Even believing he was going to be yelled at the boy didn't refuse to being touch, he will wonder about that later, now he needed to clear things up.

“Stiles, what you did was wrong and I know your smart enough to understand that.” Stiles lower his eyes at that but nodded. Derek took a deep breath and continue, always staying firm but never raising his voice. “That is why your are going to be grounded for two weeks, with no video games, no TV and no going to Scott house till then understood?”

That seemed to have caught the boy by surprise making him look up again, though Derek had no idea why. He drop the hand on Stiles face to his other arm and waited for him to speak yet all the boy did was open and close his mouth one, two, three times.

Just when the older man thought  he somehow broken the kid into silence, with a trembling voice Stiles finally asked, “D-Does that m-mean, you aren't throwing me away?” Then the tears came back, even more now that the damn was broken as Stiles finally began to speak a mile a minute. His stress, sadness and fear coating the air between them, making Derek nose twitch at the sour smell, yet he didn't pull away as the boy rambled. “I-I thought after the teacher called you, t-that you be mad and wouldn't want me anymore. 'C-Cause Jackson said nobody would want a weird and obnoxious orphan kid like me. H-He said I was to lame to be Batman and that Derek would see I was lame too and abandon me just like my mom and dad died because they were too embarrass to be my parents.” Stiles was out right sobbing now and his words were barely intelligible as he hiccup and stuttered, yet Derek never stopped him, letting the boy get everything out of his chest, even if every word he said felt like a needle straight to the older man's heart. “P-Please don't abandon me too Derek! I-I be good, I p-promise and I be quiet, w-won't talk t-to much.” The rest was muffle Stiles hands as he cover his face, he was crying so hard he was shaking all over.

'Oh.'

Derek had no words, really. What had been clouding the ten year old's mind and his sent in fear had never been the fear of any other ten year old boys of getting punish. No, It had been the fear of being thrown away, sent away or discarded for being to much to handle, a burden. Derek knew that feeling of  fear of not being wanted of being cast aside and hated. For different reasons maybe, yet he and Stiles had more in common then he had tough. That didn't make him feel any better, if anything he felt more grief-stricken for the boy in front of him.

Finally Derek couldn't take it anymore and wrap his arms around the boy in hug that was slightly awkward on his part since he hasn't hug a lot of people after Laura, yet as soon as his arms engulf the small frame, Stiles latch on to him as if he was the only thing keeping him from falling apart. Maybe he was, but if Derek was being honest with himself it was the same for him. Holding tightly to the still trembling and hiccuping small body in his arms, Derek nuzzle his face on Stiles soft short chestnut hair and whisper, almost tenderly, “Its okay Stiles, I won't abandon you, not ever. Your my pact Stiles, my family. That won't change no matter what that little brat said.”

He smiled as the boy pick his head up a bit from where he had buried it in the Derek shoulder. His face was blotchy and cover in dried tears, his nose was runny making him sniff and even with all that he still gave Derek his patented 'I don't believe you but I really want to look' and the Alpha had to bite the inside of his cheek not to laugh out right, because with all that has been said and done Stiles was still Stiles and he wouldn't have it any other way.

“R-Really? Do you mean it Derek?” Stiles grip on his leather jacket tighten as asked, “You will stay with me forever and be my family? You pinkie promise?” The boy race a tiny hand and offer his pinkie. Derek couldn't help it and chuckle, but still race his lager hand and lace their pinkies together in a promise.

“I promise, I'll stay with you forever.” It was a childish promise and maybe one he should had been more cautious to promise to child who had lost everything, but the smile that he was rewarded with from him though, was so radiant and unguardedly happy for the first time in months that he couldn't give any reason why not to do everything in his power as werewolf and Alpha to always keep the boy in his arms always smiling.

ALSO into people who want kiss people in the same room as other people kissing people.

Didn’t want to leave my group-lovin babes out 😂😂😂

Here here! Why can't we all get along!? And kiss, not gonna forget that. There needs to be lots of more kissing people! Mainly to our awesome writer and tumblr blogger NCTS, cause she is one bad ass momma yama and good person. Thanks for always been honest and true to urself, ur still amazing.😍

One Reason Why (Chapter Two)

Welcome back! Holy long delay between chapters! But, I love these scenes between our boys– once they are “out of the closet” (ha) its very interesting to see how much Peter changes and how little Wade does. 

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First meetings between arranged pairs always went the same way.

The families would meet in a private room, away from prying eyes so neither the Alpha nor the Omega felt pressured or vulnerable in anyway. The Omega would present themselves to the center of the room, eyes downcast, neck open so the Alpha could scent them to make sure their biologies were compatible. Then the Alpha would present the Omega with a small gift or trinket, something to make the Omega smile in hopes that it would ease the way for the bonding that would take place later that night.

Everyone expected the first meeting between Peter and Wade to go fairly well. After all, Peter was an Omega Prince raised to be proper and appropriate in every circumstance, and knew full well that this marriage and the resulting treaty was necessary to keep his Kingdom and people safe. Wade was an Alpha who needed the bond for his own mental health, as well as to secure a treaty that would avoid pushing his country into another war, so why would he do anything to jeopardize it?

The families expected the meeting to be perhaps a little awkward, but had complete confidence that any potential mishaps would be handled quickly and quietly.

They were wrong. 

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After all this time, well lets not doddle on my absence. I am way behind an need to catch up. This I knew was coming. Way to easy for them to get along like in the previous chapter, not with Peter being a lil shit and Wade, no wait is still woderful, crude but wonderful. Bratty Omega Prince(is freaking annoyingly adorable) and his freaking doting yet wise guardians, seem to have this most under control. On the other hand...Francis, enough said.

One Reason Why (Spideypool)

Welcome to the story! This is an Arranged Marriage, ABO AU ft. Alpha!Prince!Wade and Omega!Prince!Peter with a touch of soulmate shenanigans. Also, this uses “old world” abo dynamics ie: omegas are expected to be submissive/ are treated as less than Alphas/ the weaker sex, so keep an eye out for some of that sort of thing– don’t worry, none of it comes from Wade, but other people are stupid lol Just a heads up since that’s usually a trope I don’t write about. 

This doesn’t take place in a specific time period– I sort of cherry picked my favorite pieces of castle-era history and crammed them all together! Holla!

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“Does the Royal family know that you hide in corners and spy on them?”

The deep voice startled Peter, and he whirled around to stare up and up at the Alpha that had somehow snuck up on him.

“Does the Royal family know that you hide in corners and spy on them?” he retorted, and the Alpha grinned down at him, flashing a set of fangs long enough to make Peter’s heart jump to his throat.

“Easy little Beta.” a big hand at his waist turned Peter back so he was looking through the curtains again, spying on the parlor where the ruling Betas and the visiting Alpha King were talking. “I won’t tell on you, if you don’t tell on me.”

“Right.” Peter swallowed nervously. The Alpha thought he was a Beta. The suppressants were working. “Neither one of us will tell.”

“Have you heard anything good?” The Alpha pressed closer, his chest brushing against Peter’s back as he leaned in. “Anything about the Omega Prince?”

“Uh– no?” Peter was a terrible liar, and was glad it was fairly dark in the little alcove to hide his red face. “But I’m trying to find out things about the Alpha Prince. I know plenty about the Omega already.”

“Like what?” The strangers arm came to rest on the column next to Peter, surrounding him with a wash of warmth and the heavy scent that could only be Alpha, thick and musky and oh why was it so good?

“Tell me things about the Omega Prince.” the Alpha suggested, twitching the curtain aside enough so he could get a glimpse into the room as well. “What’s he like?

“Why so curious?” Peter asked defensively, forgetting for a few seconds that the Alpha didn’t realize that he was the Omega Prince. Not with the suppressants, and not in the dark.

Take it down a notch, Peter.

“Maybe don’t sound so jealous with in the first five minutes of a date.” the Alpha suggested, laughing good naturedly and squeezing at Peter’s waist with his free hand. “I’m all for possessive little Beta’s but other Alpha’s might hate that.”

“I can promise you–” Peter couldn’t help the arrogance in his tone. “–that I couldn’t care less what you or any other Alpha thinks of me. Also–” after a few seconds of thought. “–this isn’t a date.”

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“Gypsy Wicked” (Spideypool)

Based on @chiby-chan prompt for a Gypsy!dancer Peter and nobleman Wade, with Tony as Peter’s father.

(I had a Romany-style background originally planned out for Wade in SAMABOAU before I scrapped it, so this was fun to write, getting to explore a little further into that world)

(Also, for those of you who don’t know this about me– I love to belly dance and could practice/watch for hours. It is much more than a “Sexy dance” – there are cultural connotations that go back thousands of years, different styles of dances, different meanings to the different costumes they wear– its honestly lovely)(Much like the hula- its been demoted to a “sexy dance” in western culture, but it is just so much more than that)

(Also also, I spent alot of time on this, please scream accordingly lol)

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“My Lord?” the servant hovered uncertainly by the door. “If I could interrupt…?” 

“Leave me be.” Wade shook his head, didn’t turn from staring into the fire. “Leave.” 

“But there are travelers seeking protection within the castle walls.” The servant persisted. “Only wanting to park their caravan for a few nights to wait out this storm.” 

“Send them on their way.” 

“My Lord.” The servants lips thinned in disapproval. “Even your father, as cruel as he was, would not have turned away someone simply wanting shelter from the storm.” 

“My father.” Wade rolled his eyes, hand flicking up to tug his hood further over his face. “You are correct about him being a cruel man.” 

“I will grant the travelers safety inside the walls, as long as they keep to the courtyard.” the servant decided, three decades as the former Lord’s advisor giving both the confidence, and the pull over the other servants, to make such a decision. 

“As you wish.” Predictably, Wade shrugged it off, waving his hand listlessly. 

“They are gypsys, my Lord.” the older man continued. “Romany, you know? Entertainers and dancers, the lot of them. It would do you good to leave these gloomy rooms and see if they might put a smile on your face.” 

“Hmph.” Wade made a non committal noise and waved the servant off again. 

“You hide away in this room as if any one of us care about your incident.” softly, carefully, the servant keeping his voice low. “But we have raised you from a child, my Lord. Nursed you back from all sorts of incidents. This one is no different, hm?”

There was no answer from the huge chair pulled in front of the fire, so the servant bowed shortly, and closed the door on his way out. 

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This deserve a second, third and maybe fifty chapters! Okay maybe not that many, but I wish it did! It sooo good as expected of NCTS, she always makes it better that I could ever expect and I expect great things from her. You'd laugh, and be seduce with the wicked dancer gypsey Peter and be charm, and fall just a little bit inlove with the scar nobleman Wade, plus learn some cool things about Romany culture. Really, this was so AWESOME!!!

Bloom (SWS #35)

For @musicprompts who requested::  I really liked that flower tattoo au you did for Prince of Thorns and was wondering if you could another one shot in that AU for Spideypool Sunday?

HOLY SHIT THE FLUFF!!!!!

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(From Lord of Thorns, a Beauty and the Beast AU)

Every significant moment in your life is inked on your skin in the form of flowers. A first kiss, a perfect day, a favorite memory, a wedding, the birth of a child, and of course, the death of a loved one. Some people have flowers with specific meanings– blooms that signify compassion and care decorate teachers. The best lovers are covered in red flowers for passion and love. Others simply are covered in every flower imaginable, the random colors and designs filling their skin like a meadow filled with happy memories. But then, some people have thorns winding through their flowers, black slashing through the colors.  These are the people to avoid, the worst people, the people whose souls are so stained with their misdeeds, that it spills out onto their skin for the world to see. And some people never bloom at all. These are the people to pity- to live a life without flowers is a lonely, dull existence.

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“Hello?” Peter pushed the hood back from his face. “Is anybody here?”

Lost in unfamiliar woods, desperate for some shelter, Peter discovers a dark castle he’s never seen before. It is empty, startlingly empty, except for the tall figure hiding in the shadows, watching from beneath a cloak and hood.

There’s a boy in the castle. Wade knows he should let the boy go, but Peter is the most beautiful person he’s ever seen, and after that wretched witch had cursed him, he never thought he’d see beauty again. So he keeps Peter prisoner, unwilling to let him go, drawn to his sweet nature, his soft laugh, and eventually Wade falls in love. He knows he will never be beautiful again, cursed to live with these thorns climbing his body, growing worse with each passing year, but he is unable to keep himself from soft touches and hesitant kisses, unable to resist the way Peter stares, not at the thorns but at the man underneath.

The prettiest rose blooms among the worst thorns. Find your Rose, and break your curse.

That’s what the enchantress told him, but Wade doesn’t know what that means. And how could Peter, with his perfectly blank skin, be the one to cure Wade? How could Peter in all his innocence be the one to wipe the thorns from Wade’s skin?

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Ok, I love Lord of Thorns, since NCTS was wonderful and wrote it, and it was perfect and my favorite Spideypool ever! This slight Epiglo was the sweetes most perfect thing and made me tear up. I am so happy!!!

Wherein, Steve’s issues have issues, but he can’t stop thinking about a certain Omega.  

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I love Sabrecmc! She always caughts me off guard and this new chapter was brilliant and OMG! It is not enough! I swear, her writing should have a warning, like careful read this and you will never be able to stop re-reading it. In other words, IT IS ADDICTING!!! And yes it is 1 am and I gotta get up for college in a few...I do not regret this!