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haleripley · 5 months

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Other Worlds

Co-written with @swifteforeverandalways

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Summary: Alternate versions of Superman and Supergirl crash into the Emoverse (Earth-1386)

Notes: Alternate Kal El is portrayed by Tyler Hoechlin and Kara Zor El is portrayed by Sasha Calle. There is zero explanation why Derek and Kal look alike. If you have any questions @swifteforeverandalways and will happily answer

Warnings: Panic attacks, mention of torture, mention of sexual assault, a werewolf is hit while in wolf form, homophobia. Mention of incest but no actual incest

"Listen up, the Watchtower picked up two foreign figures falling from the sky and crashing near Smallville" Bruce, geared up on his Batman suit except for his mask flipped through a tablet.

"Friendly or not?" Kara asked. "Not sure yet, Starfire is looking for any wormholes just in case, Jason and Roy are ready to arrest them if needed" Diana said. Kara nodded, though she looked apprehensive.

"Could they be Kryptonian?" Clark asked. “I thought you guys were the last of the Kryptonians,” Mon-El said.

"As far as we know, Daxam was close to Krypton but a lot of you and your people survived"

“Let’s go,” Bruce said, picking up his mask. Diana readied her Invisible Jet for Oliver. "Dinah, can you and Barry watch the Tower until we get back?"

“Of course,” Dinah said with a nod. Barry whined but sat down at the computer. "Let's go" Wonder Woman grabbed Batman and flew off. Superman and Supergirl close behind them.

“So Bruce, how’s Kate been? Haven’t seen her in forever?” Kara shouted to pass the time. "She's in Chicago with her girlfriend"

"Which one?" Kara teased. "Small talk later guys" Green Arrow said. Clark and Kara landed hard.

They looked around. "Clark!" Kara yelled, running to two unconscious figures. Clark followed her.

Kara knelt down, Mon-El landing quietly by her. Clark looked at the male laying in a fetal position, fear in his face, eyes closed tightly. He tried to unravel the man.

"Clark" Kara gasped, turning the female over, the black suit she was wearing almost an exact replica of the one Kara herself was wearing, the House of El symbol on the chest.

Mon-El looked shocked. "What the hell?" Clark said.

"We need to get them to SHIELD" Kara picked the female up. Mon-El helped with the male. "He kind of looks like Jade's werewolf friend"

“He does,” Kara agreed.

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Kara watched over the girl, wondering who she was. They had to cut the suits off the pair, dressing them in hospital scrubs until they woke up. "What if they are from our family? Kal was so young...."

She shook her head, rubbing a hand over her face.

The girl shot awake, gasping in shock. "What the fuck?!" She ripped the medical equipment off of her, Kara and Mon-El running in. "Get away from me!"

“Whoa whoa, we’re trying to help you!” Kara said. "Oh I've been helped before sweetheart" She shook in pure anger, eyes glowing red. "Where's Kal?! I swear to Ra if you hurt him!"

“What do you know about my cousin?” Kara demanded.

"Your cousin?! My name is Kara Zor El, and I'm not going to lose him!" She shoved Kara into the nearest wall. "Kal!"

“Mon-El, run!” Kara yelled. He followed the other Kara. She listened for his heartbeat, yelling in anger. "Kal!" She bolted into an empty room, finding him sleeping in a hospital bed. "Kal, wake up"

“Why do you keep saying his name is Kal?” Mon-El called. She ignored him. Kal woke up with a groan. "Kara?" "I'm here" She whispered.

Mon-El crossed his arms against his chest, watching the scene. Kal began to panic when he saw what he was wearing. "No no no no"

“Shh, shhh,” the other Kara whispered. She hugged him close. "They won't hurt us again"

Mon-El inched towards the button to alert security. Kara sped over and grabbed him by his throat.

“Who are you! Where are we!” She yelled. She slammed him down to the ground, Kal knelt by Mon-El. "You might want to tell her, we're not always in a good mood"

Mon-El nodded hastily. "You're safe here, I swear" Kal punched the ground near Mon-El's face.

“Where are we?!” He screamed. Diana wrapped her lasso of truth around Kal's neck, pulling him to the ground. Kara grabbed Mon-El by his throat. "Let my cousin go or I'll snap his neck"

“She’s not bluffing,” Kal said. "Who are you?" The lasso glowed. "My name is Kal El, that's my cousin Kara Zor El, and if you don't let us go I will burn this fucking place to the ground" He growled.

“He’s telling the truth,” Diana said in shock. "Let me go. Now"

Diana released her lasso.

Kara threw Mon-El unceremoniously to the ground. "You're safe here, I promise"

"Shut up!" Kara screamed, activating her heat vision.

Diana pulled out her shield and jumped in front of Mon-El. The pair ran. "Superman! Supergirl!"

“Shit!” Diana yanked out her phone.

Kal and Kara ran into their counterparts. "This doesn't have to end in a fight" Clark said. "Yeah, let's be reasonable" Kara said

"Oh, this is us being reasonable" Kal said, scowling with absolute hatred. He threw a punch.

Clark caught it and tried to headbutt him. Kal shook the pain away and flew up just a bit and headbutted Clark with all his strength, knocking him to the ground.

A blade whizzed through the air, landing next to Kal. "The fuck?"

“Now, how about we all calm the fuck on down,” Jade said. "You don't know what we've been through" Kara said painfully. "We won't let you hurt us again!" Her and Kal flew off.

“Who the fuck were they?” Jade spun to look at Clark and Kara. Clark rolled onto his side. "They said their names are Kal El and Kara Zor El"

“But. But you two…..” Jade shook her head. "I'm not here to help completely but Diana called me about this" He pulled out a vial of Kryptonite. "Use this only if absolutely necessary"

Everyone looked at it. Oliver took it. "I could coat two of my arrows in it" “We aren’t killing them,” Jade said.

"Just in case" Bruce said. "They were scared" Kara said. “Which is why we shouldn’t kill them,” Jade insisted.

"I can try and track them down" Clark said. "Before they get hurt or hurt anyone"

“Do it,” Jade said. “I’ll update SHIELD.” "Thank you" Diana gripped her shoulder. Jade pulled Diana into a hug.

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Kara and Kal crashed near the Fortress of Solitude. They looked around. Kara ran her hand over the ice. "Home" She whispered.

Kal placed a hand on her shoulder. "Do you think Lex Luthor sent us here? We were about to crash his plane"

"If he did, I'll kill him myself" “Kal, where are we?” Kara said quietly.

"I don't know but they won't hurt us" “Those other two….the two claiming to….to be us….”

"I'll kill them too" “How….why were they claiming to be us?” "They don't deserve to even look at our house symbol"

Kara sighed and hugged him from behind. He gave her a gentle smile. "We've already been through the worst thing that could've happened to us"

"I know" Kara whimpered in pain. Kal hugged her tightly. "Maybe we should ask for their help" "Should we?'

"If we explain to them why we got scared" "Fine" They flew off. "Superman!" Kal yelled.

Clark exited, Kara following. “Are you two finally done running away?” Clark asked warily.

"We need to talk" Kara said. Kal nodded. "Follow us" "Please tell me you have our suits, we need to get out of these before I have a panic attack"

“We have them in safe keeping,” Bobbi said, walking up. Kal and Kara ran off, coming back in seconds with their black suits on. "We don't trust humans"

“Yeah well, not everyone here is human,” Clark said.

"He is" Kara pointed at Oliver. "And him too" She then pointed at Bruce. "When we came to Earth, we landed near a lab. They took us..." Kal said. "They tortured us, took our blood, cut our hair, experimented on us until we couldn't even remember what it felt like to not be in constant pain"

“Have you ever heard of the multiverse?” Bobbi asked. "It's a concept in our world" “It’s real. You aren’t on your Earth anymore.”

"Doesn't mean we have to trust you" Kal growled. "The hospital, you were acting out of fear" Mon-El said.

“You had us in an unfamiliar room!” Kal yelled. "Wearing this!" Kal ripped the scrubs. “Wow, you look even more like Derek now,” Bobbi muttered. "Who?"

“My mother-in-law’s bodyguard. He’s a werewolf.” "Your earth is weird" "Not really...."

"Just help us get back to our Earth so I can strangle Lex Luthor" “Ugh, your Earth has one too?” Clark scowled.

"And his sister, who I killed after she almost killed Kal" “God, it sounds like Lena is a bitch on every Earth,” Bobbi commented.

"You can't just kill people" Diana said. “Di, that’s what Jade does,” Bobbi laughed. Kal growled. “Who is this ‘Jade’ you speak of?” He demanded. "My wife"

“Your…..wife?” "Yup, big ol lesbian" Diana snorted. “Jade certainly is,” she mused.

"Do you not have gay people on your Earth?" Kal and Kara exchanged a look.

"We really don't care about anyone but each other" "Is anyone else getting a incest vibe?" Barry blurted out.

“Or they are just like Pietro and Wanda,” Bobbi said. Oliver smacked the back of Barry's head. "Barry" He hissed.

"Just help us get home" "Of course" Kal soaked in the sun, his strength and color in his skin returning. Jade walked up.

"You really do remind me of Derek" “The werewolf?” Kal asked. "Yeah"

Kal scowled. He flew back down in front of her. "I'm so sorry about what happened to you"

“What do you care?” "Because I care about people unless they hurt my family, I can see that's how you are with Kara"

Kal stared at Jade for a long minute. "She's my reason for living" “Yeah, I have one of those too,” Jade said softly, looking over at her wife.

"They tried to....hurt her.... sexually" Jade growled loudly at that. “Okay, what did you say to piss my wife off,” Bobbi said, walking up.

"Nope not mad at him, mad at the people who tortured them" Jade covered her eyes. Bobbi rubbed Jade’s shoulders.

"If they tried to do that to her, I'd volunteer in her place or kill them"

"I’ll help you kill all of them. Bastards who hurt people in….in that way,” Jade nearly trembled in anger.

"We already did, our powers grew strong enough, we killed everybody" “Good,” Jade said, green eyes like fire.

Clark landed with a sonic boom. "We might've found a frequency that belongs to your Earth" “What is your Earth like?” Jade asked Kal.

"Safe because we kill everyone" “Do…are there any other heroes?” "Uh, the Arrow, Frost, Blue Beetle, Bronze Tiger"

".....Arrow?" "I think his name is Roy?" “Harper? Damn, Ollie doesn’t exist in your universe,” Jade snickered. "At least my kid's still a hero!"

“What about our more New York based heroes? The Avengers and such?” Jade asked. "Who?" "What?" Kal and Kara said very confused.

“Nevermind,” Jade sighed. "We were tracking Lex Luthor because he had silver Kryptonite, if he used it on us he'd be able to control us"

“Dammit,” Clark swore before looking at Jade. “What about Outworlders? I know some kryptonites affect you guys. What about silver?” "Definitely not silver, mind shield" Jade tapped her head.

“If he tries to use it in her, I will put a bullet in his brain,” Bobbi said. Kal smirked.

“And everyone calls me the protective one,” Jade said. "You both are" Kara said, hugging her cousin.

“Do you want us to come with you guys?” Jade asked. "If he gets control of us, yes" "I’m down,” Jade grinned viscously.

-Smallville-

A black wolf bounded towards Jade, sniffling at her and then gawking at Kal.

“Yeah, I know,” Jade laughed, petting the wolf. Kal growled at the wolf, eyes turning red. The wolf growled back.

"Derek, can you turn human?" Bobbi asked, throwing a sweatshirt and sweatpants down. Derek grabbed the clothes between his teeth and trotted off.

He came back after a minute, shaking leaves out of his hair. “What the fuck?” He said, looking at Kal. ,

"I could say the same thing" Derek and Kal stared down each other. "Where's Stiles and Eli?" Derek looked over at Jade.

"They're safe with my sister, I don't trust Scott or my uncle" “Has Scott always been that whiny?” Jade asked.

"Yes" “And that’s why I don’t like men" Jade joked. "You don't like Scott" “He’s whiny.”

"I caught a scent of two Lex Luthors and Lena" Derek said. Hurt briefly crossed Kara’s face before she masked it.

"Kryptonite doesn't have a smell to it but it gave me a headache" “Could be your werewolf heritage, or perhaps because you are such an integral part of my mom’s guard,” Jade said. "Probably both"

“Where did you catch the scent?” Bobbi asked. Derek shifted, ripping the clothes and ran, Jade followed.

The others did too. Derek laid against the grass, growling quietly at Lex. "This is crazy, controlling alternate Superman and Supergirl is impossible!"

Lena crossed her arms against her chest. "I swore revenge on her and I intend to get it"

Derek snarled at that, having heard the history. His eyes turning their Alpha red.

The others stopped behind Derek. He made small growls at Jade, looking for permission.

Jade gave a slight nod. He roared and attacked one of the Lexs. The two Kara’s launched at Lena.

Kal attacked the other Lex. Jade stayed back briefly, merely watching the scene.

Barry slid to a stop by her. "Help Kal and Superman!"" She said. He nodded and ran. "Stupid dog!" Lex punched Derek. Jade pulled out a warfan and launched at that Lex. “Don’t fucking touch him!” She yelled.

Derek whined, Kal speeding over to stand protectively in front of him. Lex pulled out a pink stone and held it towards the three.

Jade snorted. “Is that pink kryptonite?” She asked.

"Yes! Why?" "That's not a lethal type of Kryptonite dumbass" Kal said. "Then what does it do?!"

“Apparently it turns people gay,” Jade snorted. "What?!" “It wouldn’t work on her anyways. She’s already a lesbo,” Lena called.

"Derek, attack Lena" Derek did so. He snarled at the lone female Luthor. "Love your dog Okaia" "He's actually an alpha werewolf bitch"

Lena punched Derek in the face. He whimpered in pain. There was the cocking of a gun before the barrel was placed against Lena’s head.

"You'd be smart to surrender. Now" Bobbi said.

Kal grabbed his Earth's Lex and snapped his neck. “You wouldn’t shoot me.”

Someone shot her in the thigh, sending her to the ground. Bobbi placed her gun back in it's place on her jacket. "I won't, his husband would though"

Stiles ran up, looking pissed. Derek whimpered in pain, Kal watching over him

“Derek!” Stiles ran to him. He knelt by the wolf and petted his head. "You gotta stop scaring the shit out of me sourwolf"

Derek barked out a laugh. "Come on" He helped him back up. Clark, meanwhile, held his Lex in a chokehold.

"Lex Luthor, you're under arrest for the illegal distribution of Kryptonite and animal abuse" Stiles said. "That thing is a werewolf!"

“And he’s also a highly valued member of the Outworld guard. Be lucky we do not inform my mother of your actions,” Jade snapped.

Derek growled and bit at him. Kal and Kara laughing at Lex's reaction. Stiles snapped handcuffs onto Lex before walking over to Lena.

"Lena Luthor, you're under arrest for illegal distribution of Kryptonite and cruelty against a supernatural creature, as well as an attack on a superhero"

“And for insulting my wife,” Bobbi grumbled. Jade hugged her side. "This is for bringing us here" Kara punched Lena.

“I trusted you, obviously that was a mistake,” Lena spat. The other Kara walked up. She gave Lena an unimpressed look.

Lena growled and aimed a gun with Kryptonite at her when she turned around but Kal jumped in front of her

“Leave her alone!” He shouted. Lena pulled the trigger, hitting him in the chest and sending him to the ground.

Bobbi pulled out her gun and shot Lena in the shoulder.

Lena cried out and collapsed. "Kal!" Kara yelled, cradling him in her arms, ripping the Kryptonite out even as it hurt her.

“Shit,” Clark swore. He ran to the pair. "I can't lose him, he's all I have left" Kara sobbed.

“What do we do?” Clark asked. Jade ran over. She pulled out a warfan. "Hold him down"

“What are you going to do to him!” Kara shouted. "Kara! You need to hold her!" Bruce ordered.

Kara grabbed the alternate her. Derek leapt over, using his paws to hold Kal down as best as he could.

Jade shot Derek a quick smile. "Kal, I'm going to cut the Kryptonite out okay? It'll hurt like a bitch but it'll save your life"

“Do it,” Kal said through gritted teeth. Kara collapsed in the other Kara's arms, sobbing quietly. Jade raised her fan and stabbed down.

Kal screamed out in pain. Derek shifted back to human, not caring that he was completely naked. He gripped Kal's wrist and took his pain away, black veils crawling up his arm.

Jade reached in, searching for the kryptonite bullet.

She found it, feeling the pain but gritting her teeth and pulling it out. "Oh that fucking hurts" Derek choked out.

Bobbi pulled out one of SHIELD’s containers, flipping it open. She picked it up and locked it inside. "Derek" Jade covered her eyes.

“Sorry,” Derek said sheepishly. "I like it!" Stiles teased. “Please shift back or get some clothes. I really don’t like seeing….that,” Jade said, making a motion to the lower half.

"Stiles, where's our kid? I'm not in a lot of pain or getting hit so now I'm gonna yell at you, where's Eli?"

Stiles rubbed the back of his head. Derek closed his eyes. "You left him with Cora"

“What?” Stiles asked innocently. "You're sleeping on the couch tonight" Derek shifted.

“Thank you,” Jade said, finally uncovering her eyes. Kara held Kal in her arms.

“So what’s going on between you two?” Barry asked, motioning between the two.

"Barry!" Dinah yelled at him. "I've seen Game of Thrones!" “Of course an alternate Kara would be sleeping with her cousin,” Lena sneered.

"Apparently you're not allowed to just be really close here" “Nah, Lena’s just a fucking bitch,” Jade said.

Clark helped Kal up. Derek nudged him with his head. "Thank you" Kal petted him. Derek nodded.

Bruce activated the portal back to their Earth. “You’re welcome to visit any time,” he told the two.

"Thank you" Kara said gratefully. Oliver handed her a device shaped like a phone. "Just press that and it'll transport you guys back here if we need help"

"How was that made?" "Mother box technology, basically we had Cyborg smash them and turn them into teleporters"

“Just call us anytime. We would be glad to help,” Jade said. "Sorry I choked you" Kara said to Mon-El.

"It's okay" Kara kissed his cheek, smiling warmly at him. Mon-El blushed. Kal glared at him. "What?"

The cousins grabbed each other's hand and jumped into the portal. The portal closed behind them.

"No more multiverse shit for the love of God!" Dinah yelled. “At least for a while,” Jade agreed.

Barry sat on the ground, looking at the stars. Kara walked over to Bruce. "Do you think there's a version of you where you didn't lose your parents?"

“Sometimes,” Bruce admitted. "Seeing them.... reminded me that Clark and I got lucky"

Bruce smiled slightly. “Thanks Kara. And I’ll make sure to let Kate know you want to hang out sometime.” Kara clapped her hands and squealed with excitement.

“I haven’t seen her in forever!” Bruce chuckled, looking at the sky.

#my writing #crossover #emoverse #idk how to tag this #😂

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supermanandloisverse · 1 year

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Tyler Hoechlin shared these bts shots from Superman and Lois night shoots. He also reminded everyone that there is one month of filming left for Season 3!

#superman and lois #superman #tyler hoechlin #clark kent #kal el #smallville

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rachlovesactors · 2 years

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Loved all the daniel sharman content you shared with us! thank you for that❤

But as a crazy tyler posey fans i can't help but ask how was your experience with tyler? and do you have any more pics of him from the event? 🥺

Ahhhhhhh, I love Tyler Posey!!!! Did you see my post with all of my pictures of me & Posey? I ended up with 16 photos with him over the course of the weekend, including 6 selfies because I had 2 meet & greets with him and was a concert VIP. I was so freaking excited to meet him because I had never met him before and I've been a fan since night 1 of Teen Wolf. He did not disappoint! He is a great guy, he loves hanging out with fans, he's very generous with them, and he has boundless energy it seems. He did a concert on Saturday night at the convention and it was AWESOME!!! He and Phem told us in the meet & greet on Sunday that it was one of their favorite shows they have ever done because of the great energy the crowd had. It wasn't a big crowd, but everyone was belting out the lyrics and it was fantastic, the fans and Tyler & Phem had a great time. Several other actors came to watch too - Scott Porter, Shane West, and Joel Courtney were all over to the side, away from the fans, but Khylin Rhambo was in the crowd, and everyone recognized him and let him go to the very front, right in front of the stage, and he was dancing like crazy too! In our meet & greet on Sunday, for about half an hour there were only 2 of us with him and Phem, but then a couple press people came in for the second half. It was awesome. We were just sitting around, chatting, hanging out. He asked us about ourselves, he wanted to know about his fans, and he told us we were awesome because I'm getting a PhD to teach university, and the other fan was getting a Masters to teach history. We talked about movies for a bit, my Bachelor's degree is in film studies, so Phem asked me what my top 3 movies would be, for that day at least, lol! I feel bad, I can't remember what Tyler said his favorite movie is. He told us that he and Taylor Lautner actually come from the same town and have known each other since they were kids, auditioning for a lot of the same parts, but they had not seen each other in a long time. He crashed one of Taylor's panels at the convention, lol. I was able to get a photo op with Posey, Taylor, and Tyler Hoechlin.

I didn't have a great angle at the Teen Wolf Wolves panel to get good pictures of Posey, I was on the end of the front row and he was blocked from view usually by the panel host. So, most of my pics and videos from the panel only show Hoechlin, Daniel, and Ian Bohen. I could still post videos from the panel though, in which you can hear Posey. I do have a lot of photos and videos from the concert. I wasn't in the very front for that, but I still got some good shots.

I brought fake mustaches for one of my solo photo ops with Tyler Posey, and he was like "o, nice! I had to shave my mustache earlier this week. I loved my mustache." and I told him "I know, that's why I brought these mustaches."

#tyler posey #teen wolf #tylerposey58 #actors i love #convention #teen wolf convention #the fangirl life

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superman86to99 · 2 years

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Earth-Prime: Superman & Lois (April 2022)

We’re taking another time jump because we couldn’t resist talking about Tom Grummett’s return to Superman comics! For one issue, but still! This is a tie-in comic set in the world of the current Superman & Lois TV show, and we’ve known for some time that we have at least one fan of the ‘86-’99 era in the writing staff (there’s no other logical explanation for including freaking Sam Foswell). So, we were delighted but not surprised to see some shout outs to our favorite era in this issue. The comic includes three stories:

The Anniversary

Clark and Lois tell their kids the story of their first anniversary, which happened several days after it should have because one of them is a busy investigative reporter and the other is a busy investigative reporter AND a superhero. References we spotted:

We find out that this Clark shaves by reflecting his eye lasers on (presumably Kryptonian) metal, just like ours does, as established way back in 1986′s Man of Steel #4. Don Sparrow says: “Tyler Hoechlin (who plays Superman) has joked about how fine-tuned Superman’s heat vision would need to be to get his signature 5 o’clock shadow look, and here we see it in action.” Maybe he wants to do a full shave but his heat vision isn’t just as strong as comic book Superman’s?

Also, we see the Planet offices in the panel above and that’s obviously Ron Troupe there, but I wonder if the blonde is Andrea the intern, a secretly fascinating minor ‘80s-’90s character we gotta write an article about at some point (”Andrea” was a fake name; she was actually a supporting character in another comic who ran away to Metropolis).

Don: “Page 10 is a treasure trove of triangle era terrors, as we see not only Toyman, but also Hi-Tech, Killgrave, Barrage, Loophole, (another personal fave) Sleez, and Supergirl TV series Vigilante Philip Karnowsky all in one shot.” Barrage and Karnowsky being there is funny because Barrage’s name in the comics IS Philip Karnowsky, but the Supergirl show turned him into Vigilante. Also, are you sure that’s Professor Killgrave in the back, Don? Kinda looks more like Roger Stern to me.

Don again: “Superman also later faces off with Lobo (making me wonder if it’s the Irish SyFy version of the character, who I’d love to see on a proper Arrowverse show -- along with the excellent Brainiac from that series, while I’m dreaming). Lobo in turn makes reference to a female ‘redhead’ who has hired Lobo to track down Superman, which must be Maxima, given how often one of this issue’s writers talks about her on Twitter.”

Lobo then takes Superman to a place he “borrowed” from an old drinking buddy. Don: “This is it, ladies and gentlemen! Our first Arrowverse reference to Bibbo Bibbowski, albeit in the form of a Bubba Gump shrimp like restaurant, which Lobo steals entirely, Carmen Sandiego-style.” Wait, is this really the first reference to Bibbo in this universe in 10 years?! For shame. I would have started there.

Lois investigates a crooked politician who turns out to be in league with Intergang and the late (in our continuity) Bruno “Ugly” Mannheim. Also, just noticed that the cabbie below looks an awful lot like Professor Hamilton, who perhaps had a harder time finding work after his prison stint in this universe. (It was a missed opportunity not having him say the cab ride was $6,50, but I guess those prices are no longer realistic.)

Finally, the last page continues the long tradition of ending stories with a shot of Superman flying away from the Kent farm, started in Man of Steel #1. Don says this “should have been the issue’s cover” and I agree!

Father’s Day

A short story revealing how Pa Kent (and Robert Redford/Dustin Hoffman) inspired Clark to become a reporter and help people. No specific ‘86-’99 shout outs that we could spot.

Controlled Burn

The previously unrevealed origin of the evil Superman from the reality the show’s version of John Henry Irons hails from, who wears a black costume reminiscent of our Superman’s post-resurrection suit. Speaking of that storyline, we see a familiar scene regarding the DCU’s unluckiest city... Don: “Man, Coast City just can’t catch a break!”

This story includes an important appearance by “Morgan Edge,” but if you’ve watched the show you know the character is very different from his comic book counterpart. Also, a cameo by Magog, but since we’re living in 1994 we don’t know who that is (yet).

Don has much more to say on this issue, including references to other Superman eras and movies! Incidentally: Those who have read this issue, try to guess which page Don had signed by his personal friend/fellow Canuck Tom Grummett...

Art-Watch (by @donsparrow):

We begin with the cover by Kim Jacinto, and it’s… bad. Not good at all. I do appreciate that they included Tyler Hoechlin’s signature stubble, but otherwise, it’s a complete turnoff, especially in an issue where the interiors are drawn by the legendary Tom Grummett. To get pedantic: neither Hoechlin, nor Bitsie Tulloch have brown hair in the series. Tyler’s hair has no spit curl, his eyes are green, not blue. Jordan Elsass has light brown hair, not bright yellow, and no human being has faces like the super-sons are shown to have here. But I get that there are just as many readers who would prefer this cover over the interior art, and art appreciation is totally subjective. (And I admit, it’s entirely possible, and likely, even, that I’m just flat out envious, and wishing I could do a cover like this one.)

Inside, we’re thrown immediately into familiar surroundings, as we see the Kent farm in the moonlight, and it’s a great, comforting image to kick off the first chapter.

Everything we see is screen accurate, somehow without just looking like they’re tracing still images from the show. The cast here is a perfect blend of actor resemblance, and classic cartooning, so that you know who each character is, without slavishly looking identical to the performers. If pressed, I’d say Tom’s Lois looks the most like on-screen, but there’s not a wrong note for any character. The page layouts take a repetitive rhythm as you read the book, with the layouts being so similar page to page that it almost reads like an animatic as you turn the pages. The left page always has an action splash page taking up about 3/4s of the page, with a three-panel sequence of either Clark or Lois missing the other as they cover the tumultuous events of their lives as heroes and journalists, while the right side has a similar grid of the couple making plans, and doing their usual sleuthing. There’s no shortage of Easter eggs throughout, especially for a blog as devoted to the triangle era as this one! Page 4 has Superman taking on the Mechanical Monsters, looking for all the world like the ones in the old Fleischer cartoons (even the font on the newspaper on the following page matches the one from the cartoon).

Clark’s outfits and posture generally look more like Tyler Hoechlin than a traditional comic book version of the character. Page 8 is my personal favourite, as Superman goes toe-to-toe with Superman IV’s Nuclear Man, a character I love, as I’ve shown my young children that movie more than any of the other, more sophisticated Reeve films. That’s why I chose that page to be signed by none other than Tom Grummett himself at a recent signing. I did ask if I could buy the page, but he's hanging onto it for now!

Page 10 is a treasure trove of triangle era terrors, as we see not only Toyman, but also Hi-Tech, Killgrave, Barrage, Loophole, (another person fave) Sleez, and Supergirl TV series Vigilante Philip Karnowsky all in one shot. Superman also later faces off with Lobo (making me wonder if it’s the Irish SyFy version of the character, who I’d love to see on a proper Arrowverse show—along with the excellent Brainiac from that series, while I’m dreaming). Lobo in turn makes reference to a female “redhead” who has hired Lobo to track down Superman, which must be Maxima, given how often this issue’s writer talks about her on Twitter.

The story ends with a couple of great splash images, none better than Superman flying his bride to sunny Hawaii, in a spectacular image, which should have been this issue’s cover.

The next story, “Father’s Day” short though it is, is filled with still more great stuff. The opening page grabbed some headlines, perceived by many as a rejection of the over-protective Kevin Costner version of Jonathan Kent, as the TV Jonathan praises his son for saving a young boy, symmetrically from a bus disaster.

Grummett does a great job on the second page, with a glimpse at an unnamed Robert Redford and Dustin Hoffman in their roles as Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein in All The President’s Men. While I normally eschew real world politics in these pages, the leader of the free world being brought to justice through journalism is a fitting inspiration for this generation’s Superman, no matter which party to which he belongs.

We get another Easter egg as the helicopter Superman rescues (in a great image—dig the shadows falling from his arm, and bent leg!) recalls the red one from the Lois rescue/meet-cute in the first Reeve film.

The final story in this issue is well-drawn throughout, as loathe as I am to see yet another evil Superman. The story not only hints at the now-revealed Magog as the big crossover villain for this comic series, but also indicates that (spoilers from last season here…) John Henry’s red sun missile didn’t actually kill the Kal-El of his and Nat’s Earth. [Max: Is it me or would this story have rocked if they’d gotten Jerry Ordway to ink it? I’m a big fan of Norm Rapmund but I feel like Ordway’s shades could have added a lot to the atmosphere here.]

STRAY OBSERVATIONS:

It’s a cute callback to both Action Comics #1, and the first appearance of the Tyler Hoechlin Superman, that a green toy car is responsible for shutting down the press at the Daily Planet.

There’s some equal opportunity sex appeal, as both Clark, then Lois, then Clark, then Lois again are featured in a steamy shower conversation to move the plot along. I feel like a lesser story would only have Lois.

I wonder if Lobo’s comment about preferring Superman’s old outfit is a voodoo-doll like nod to fans like me, who miss the trunks on the otherwise perfect Hoechlin suit.

Superman & Lois is by far the best show on TV for my money, and my favourite part of the show is Lois’ journalism (indeed, the only thing lacking from the show is Clark-as-reporter, but you can’t have it all). So naturally, I love Lois in an Alias-like wig to get the scoop on the mayor’s dalliance with another triangle-era figure, Ugly Mannheim.

Plastino’s restaurant is of course a reference to longtime Superman artist, Al Plastino, perhaps best known specifically for his work on Supergirl, the character that birthed this TV show!

There’s an interesting symmetry with the Father’s Day story and the Controlled Burn story—the Clark Kent we know champions the meek reporters defending the world with holding the powerful to account, while the black-suited Superman of the alternate Earth still enjoys the support of the people, despite his growing authoritarianism, at least until he teams with his half-brother and destroys Metropolis.

The inverted newspapers with the cube “globe” are a wonderful and subtle nod to the Bizarro world storyline, even if “square” is misspelled on that second one.

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scottsumrners · 2 years

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I never got to ask, and since my only knowledge of him was on Now Apocalypse, what do you have against Tyler gut rearranging dick Posey? Like... what is the Teen Wolf stuff that I lack knowledge from?

hm. okay. i want to preface this by saying that i really don't care about him one way or another and i don't personally have any beef against him. that being said...

the thing with posey is that at some point, i think around season 3a or 3b of teen wolf, it kinda dawned on him that people... were not watching the show because of him. at least not the majority of people, anyway. like obviously there were people invested on his character, but the fandom was vocal the most about stiles and sterek. like, they may say otherwise, but sterek was the reason teen wolf blew up on tumblr, and it was definitely the reason people kept watching despite the show being A Mess(tm). and jeff davis - the producer - definitely knew that too, since he even made the actors do some deliberate gaybaiting (the unforgettable "we're on a ship! pun intended).

and then during the tail end of season 3b, they were doing interviews with the cast. someone asked a question to them about their characters' relationships. someone asked tyler hoechlin a question about a girlfriend for derek, and then mentioned sterek, which made posey go on a deranged tirade about how sterek was a "bizarre, weird, twisted thing, and I think that anyone who pays more attention to sterek than the show isn’t watching the show for the right reasons."

which is like.... i mean. come on. would anyone call a straight ship a 'bizarre, weird, twisted thing'? most people argue that it didn't come out of a place of homophobia, but jealousy - his star was eclipsed by the fact that both dylan and sterek were more popular than him, even though he was the lead of the show.

it didn't help at all that his characters' fanbase were (and are) insufferable cunts. much like the fanbase of regina mills from once upon a time, they were the kind of people who thought that a lightskinned latino suffered more than jesus christ on the cross because they *check notes* never faced the consequences for their actions. the show had his massive flaw where it would make its main character, who it kept saying was so pure that he became an alpha werewolf entirely out of the goodness of his heart, do some terribly shitty things (like ignoring his friend's calls while his friend is being attacked by a werewolf, or literally forcing derek to give the bite to the man who murdered his entire family even though derek had been telling him for years that the bite was some special) and then never acknowledging or making him face any repercussions for it. and every time someone brought it up, the stans would go 'well, what about when stiles did THIS-' even though stiles was like. openly a shitty person and not someone who's supposed to be a bastion of good.

anyway. after that p*sey got into another mess after he did a fake coming out video on snapchat. more recently, he had the gal to ask people to donate to a gofundme of his step-sister's....college tuition. highest bider got a zoom call for him. he couldn't just create a cameo, i guess lol

he recently came out as "queer" or something, on his onlyfans where he wants people to pay to see side shots of his ass or the base of his dick or whatever. more power to him!

at this point i'm pushing 30, so i don't care about this one way or another. he's not a good enough actor to warrant more than, like, "oh this guy again?" vibes. he already shot down his career by not listening to his agents and covering his body in ugly tattoos anyway lmfao

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ayankun · 2 years

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Insane stress dream

Some kind of DC superhero was in a tough spot, super desperate to do probably a good thing, but had failed. The Green Arrow had come over (to my parents' house) and shot a "You have failed this city" arrow at him, but also the protagonist maybe was also Oliver? And the arrow was like, omg, what, like, anyway he didn't shoot to kill, his vigilante justice was to leave behind this glowing green time stone? Less eye of agamotto and more minecraft emerald.

(Some woman type sidekick was also with the green arrow but idk)

They peace out after leaving this judgmental rock, and, like, maybe the protagonist IS supposed to be dead at this point, but he's not, and now he's twice as desperate-- and he's not SUPPOSED to use the green time emerald to fix the original problem, but he wants to, and does sneak into the garage where the green arrow shot it, and does use it, but it's meant to imply that this is a mistake and/or learning opportunity, like even if time is reset, it's temporary or a time bubble and everything will go back to normal once the protagonist learns his lesson.

Okay but now he's used it, and it's not instantly apparent that any time-resetting has happened at all, he's out in the street and people are trying to stop him, other heroes and just neighborhood folk; there's nothing violent or threatening that he's doing, it's just dangerous to use that kind of power that you're supposed to CHOOSE not to use. And he hasn't done that. And it's revealed that, the concerns about this rock are VERY valid, as, off hand, he has certain people becoming unwilling flunkies (accidental mind control?) and together he and some of them start making a list of everyone who's ever annoyed him, and without necessarily meaning to, he just wipes them out of existence with a thought.

(This includes all the heroes and neighborhood folk and his family who live in my parents' house etc)

So two things evidently come from this. First, anybody who thinks they can stop him is either dissuaded or not-existed. Second, he lives too long (???) and won't die thanks to his forbidden powers, so he has a bunch of minions who are anthropomorphic sentient chickens and maybe other animals he has raised to serve him bc the humans are too afraid of him and gave up on him like millions of years ago.

(Oh, I forgot, during all this he's been more of a Tyler Hoechlin Clark Kent than an Oliver Queen, which makes more sense)

So he's like, this SCARY dude because he can end you with a thought and on a whim, and there's no defense against this. He also doesn't experience remorse or understand what he's doing/why it might be wrong, but we know that if he were in his pre-green-rock right mind, he'd be um, pretty upset about So much of what is happening.

Anyway, even though it’s implied that it's just so so so many years in the future, considering animal people scientists are doing unethical testing on animal people (he has weird creepy "I'm immortal but still experiencing the passage of time" ailments that they're trying to address?), there are still human people around, and some of them are like his party friends, like, hey, who DOESN'T want to party with the god-king ((((who can kill you instantly if he even thinks he doesn't like you nbd nbd nbd)))).

One of these people is Daisy Johnson, and she truly does seem unaffected by what's happening, but it's unclear whether that's due to mind control or not. One other person is ME.

(Yeah, I finally make an appearance in my own dream; you'd think the POV character would have been "me" but honestly a lot of the time I dream cinematically, and if there is a "me" it's more likely to be "the camera" who is capturing the POVs of the characters with narrative relevance.)

(Also I forgot the god-king has like a space station/tall evil lair tower for doing mad science and throwing huge parties in)

Daisy maybe has to go do a regularly scheduled superheroing, but maybe that's just what she thinks it is, and it's really being a thug for the god-king?? Either way, she peaces out of the tower party and just fuckin jumps out a window to get back down to the ground, very Daisy.

So I wander away from the main party (no point in staying if Daisy's not around LOLOLOLOL) and there's like a commoner section where poor gross regular humans sort of have a community or market place or something, there's other people there, is all.

I'm going to go take the commoners' elevator to get to the ground (unclear as to whether I myself am a super-powered individual, or what I was doing in the god-king's posse) but another couple want to squeeze into this elevator with me so I hold the door, but some other Bernadette Peter's type individual comes up and says something normal enough but also obviously cryptic and the couple are like "ooOOOooh, okay" and decide not to come on my elevator. So audience-me is like "well that means something is up with this elevator trip, better find out what :///"

(I could have just gotten off the elevator lol, but the narrative demanded I stick with it)

And, ya, the elevator gets hijacked on the way down in thee most dream-cinema way; it gets dark and there's hazy, multi-colored text to read -- forget cinema, this is how video games do it -- and not all of it is legible and there's this sense that an entity is struggling to communicate with me but is figuring it out in real time (there's a question that asks if I speak zombie, for example, and my audience-brain is like "ohhhhh Zombies is in the MCU confirmed") and finally things are readable in my language and the elevator arrives at its destination.

Which is like a vast underground/water secret resistance lair, which is heavily implied not to be in the same plane of existence from whence I came (it's not usually one of the elevator stops, for example). And Bernadette is there, and there's a bit about Anna from Frozen not realizing that she's in the Incredibles now, and I'm not sure if that's my character and I went back to camera-only mode, or if Anna is just also there and likewise was drafted into this secret Bernadette army who might have a chance to fight back against the Clark-Kent-Gone-Wong upstairs. The lair is a big tall open plan lair-like living room, it's like if Tony Stark's house and Edna Mode's house had a baby.

That's where I woke up, but, in conclusion, Disney owns 100% of my braincells except for the one the CW won't give them, the end.

#aya does a dream journal

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buckyseddie · 2 years

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revealed feelings

pairings — derek hale x fem!shy!stilinski!reader, featuring bff!allison argent x bff!fem!shy!stilinski!reader

summary — in which, her feelings for derek are almost revealed by her twin, forcing her into admitting what she’s been hiding from him for way too long.

word count — 3.7k.

warnings — angst, shy/quiet!reader, panicky!reader, embarrassed!reader, derek being the cockiest little shit use of pet-names [princess], fluff.

notes — i’ve had this imagine planned to write for awhile, so here it goes. gif and divider creds to owner!

p.s., feedback is very much encouraged and appreciated <3.

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BEING STILES’ TWIN SISTER CAN be undeniably stressful — [y/n] knows this more than anyone else.

stiles and [y/n] have always been close — they are twins, after all.

but, she’s always had to live in the shadow of her brother — always dealing with being treated like she’s incapable of taking care of herself.

this was something she hated more than anything in the world.

i guess, that’s understandable — she doesn’t always defend herself.

but, it’s not just her own brother who’s needs to constantly baby her — mostly, everyone in the pack treats her in the same way that he does.

although, there’s just a few other specific people that don’t treat her like that; allison argent and derek hale.

allison has always been like a sister to [y/n] — she herself knows exactly how it feels to be treated like she’s a fragile little girl.

so, the two of them usually bond over that topic on most days — especially, when allison is around and sees the way most of the pack treats [y/n].

and with derek, i guess him treating [y/n] like she can handle herself and only opening up to her because she never judges him, brought on romantic feelings.

but, with stiles being her twin, she just can’t ever admit how she feels.

it’s already to the point of her being completely in denial of her feelings — refusing to admit it to herself.

she refuses to admit the truth, mostly because stiles sometimes comes off as judgy and sassy.

and with being related to him — in her head — she can never come out with the fact that she’s in love the so-called sourwolf.

she couldn’t see that with time, her brother would eventually come to terms with the fact that she’s in love with his frenemy.

or maybe, she’s just terrified of him accepting it and trying to set her up with derek.

i think it’s pretty obvious that it’s the second one.

sure, if he ended up loving her back, that’d be a different story.

but, what if stiles budded in — like he always does with her issues — and derek rejected her?

that’d be even worse than her brother knowing the truth.

that’s exactly why she only told the one person she truly trusts in the entire world — allison.

sure, she’s really good friends with stiles and dating scott.

but, she — thankfully — knows that something as serious as her friend’s crush is to be kept a secret.

[y/n] could always count on her friend to have her back when it came to derek.

needless to say, they’re literally so similar to each other that you’d assume that they’re actually related.

there was rarely ever a moment where they disagreed on anything.

and with the whole feelings situation with derek, allison was always there for her friend in any way possible; [y/n] needed a distraction from derek? allison was there, dragging her away from anything that brought her sadness over feeling like she could never have what she truly wanted. she was feeling insecure and self-conscious about herself? allison was there, reassuring and comforting her and telling her all the ways she was too good for derek. she was feeling jealous over the countless girls that threw themselves at derek? allison was there, pointing out how none of those girls could ever compare to her. she needed an excuse to see derek? allison was there, being just that. she needed to avoid derek? allison was there, making sure that it was being done.

at the end of the day, i think allison was more than okay with helping her friend out because she understood how it felt to be scared to be with someone she thought she could never have.

with scott, it took too long for her father to finally be okay with her and scott being together.

and [y/n]? she was in the same boat with derek — scared of her feelings, scared of rejection, and scared of what her brother would do when he’d finally find out the truth.

but eventually, allison got tired of helping her friend out when it meant she was continuously hiding the truth from derek — it wasn’t fair to derek to be kept in the dark about [y/n]’s feelings, whether he reciprocated them or not.

of course, allison didn’t betray her trust and tell derek or stiles — like you’d think.

but, she did repeatedly mention to [y/n] that coming clean would make things a lot better for her.

but, of course, she refused.

i mean, who wouldn’t? everyone’s scared to admit how they feel towards that one person, at least once in their life.

and sure, keeping allison quiet wasn’t hard at all, considering how loyal she’s always been to [y/n].

but, stiles? that’s a whole other story — especially, the day that he finally finds out the truth.

it’s a normal day for [y/n] — at least — ignoring her feelings the best she can and hanging out with the pack at derek’s loft.

everything would’ve been completely normal, like any other day, if [y/n] just didn’t catch the longing and curious gaze of the hale werewolf.

just seeing the look in the werewolf’s eyes affects her more than she’d ever like to admit.

but, her heartbroken gaze hurts him even more than the whole entire situation does for her — she’d been non-discreetly avoiding him on purpose for months now.

it was only pack meetings that she was forced to show up to and uncomfortably be in the same room as him.

the conversation that mostly everyone is invested in, is quickly forgotten and tuned out by both [y/n] and derek as their longing gazes become much more intense.

allison, who’s sat comfortably beside her boyfriend, notices the interaction before stiles — or anyone else for that matter.

[y/n]’s eyes catches hers and allison shoots her a persistent look, as if telling her what she’s been reminding her for weeks now — for her to just speak with derek privately and just fess up to everything she’s been keeping from him.

[y/n] shakes her head, refusing to do anything as she tries to focus on the conversation between her friends.

but to no avail, her eyes impulsively glance back at derek.

stiles looks up, his words instantly going on pause as he finally realizes of the moment between his twin and the sourwolf.

“hey! eyes off of my little sister, hale!” stiles sputters sassily, glaring daggers at derek.

[y/n] groans inwardly as she rolls her eyes, snapping her head up in her twin’s direction.

“god. stiles, stop treating me like a little fucking baby! if he wants to look at me, he can! there’s no crime against that!” she blurts out, her words not fully registering as they leave her lips.

stiles stutters, brows furrowing, before he points at his baby sister with a suspicious look.

“wait a minute… why are you getting so defensive about that? and why would you want him to be looking at you in the first place?” he questions in his all-too-familiar interrogative tone.

upon hearing her brother’s question, [y/n]’s eyes widen as she realizes what she’d said and who she said it in front of.

“w—what? i—” she stutters, her shocked eyes catching derek’s confused ones from across the room.

gulping anxiously, she catches the glance of her best friend, who wears a sympathetic look, while everyone else watches in confusion.

“oh, god. [y/n], please, tell me that you don’t—” stiles starts, but allison abruptly stands up, her hand dropping from scott’s.

“—stiles, guys. why don’t we clear the room for derek and [y/n]?” she asks directly to stiles, ignoring the sternly scared expression on her friend’s face.

stiles sputters, glancing incredulously between his twin and derek, not trusting either of them to be alone together.

“b—but—” he starts to say, trying to find any excuse that’ll keep him from moving.

but, before he can continue on, lydia instantly notices allison’s expression, immediately beginning to take the hint. “—sti, c’mon. why don’t we go out and get everyone some snacks from the store? i’m sure everyone’s hungry and exhausted from all of the planning.” she murmurs gently, trying to distract her boyfriend and do her friend a solid.

stiles sighs, his gaze finally moving from both [y/n] and derek to his girlfriend’s soft eyes.

“w—what about derek and [y/n]?” he stutters, becoming completely clueless to the hint that’s being repeatedly thrown at him.

rolling her eyes, lydia grabs her boyfriend’s hand and pulls him to the loft door, yanking it open.

stiles sputters, still confused and trying to see if his sister and his frenemy are still in his view.

because of this, scott groans as the rest the group — aside from derek and [y/n] — follows them out.

the second that the loft door is shut, [y/n]’s forced to turn and face the sourwolf, who looks like he’s just about mastered the ability to pout.

sighing, she slumps back into the current couch she’d been sitting on, before all the accusations from her twin had started up.

it feels like almost hours as they simply sit in the silence, neither of the pair wanting to start the conversation.

when the stilinski girl finally looks up, her heart almost breaks at the very scene in front of her; derek, leant forward with his head in his hands, his elbows placed on his knees.

his hands are buried so deep into his dark locks that you’d think his hair would start to fall out.

from seeing the real and raw pain she’d caused the only person she’s ever truly loved, tears blur her vision, causing her bottom lip to violently tremble.

derek sucks in a breath as he senses her getting up and walking over to him.

as she gets closer, her breath hitches in her throat, before placing herself on the table that sits in front of the chair he’s placed on.

“derek…” she sighs, slowly and cautiously bringing her hands up to place them over his own that are still placed in his hair tightly.

“please, don’t do this. just… talk to me.” she says, slowly pulling his hands away from his face and out of his hair.

mostly, he only allows her to pull his hands away because her touch affects him that much — he’d never admit that out loud, though.

“don’t do what? ignore you, like you’ve been doing to me, since god knows how long?” he spits out, tears spilled down on his cheeks now.

taken aback by the amount of pain and anger mixed together in his voice, [y/n]’s eyes instantly tear up once more, realizing what her actions did to him, before she draws her hands away from him.

“i—i’m sorry… i didn’t mean to hurt you. that—that was never my intention.” she stutters, guilty and regretful thoughts consuming her as she numbly stands up from the table, stumbling over to the loft door.

but, before she can escape her feelings once more, derek abruptly stands up from his position in his chair.

“then, why did you do it?” he calls out to her, not understanding how she can go from apologizing for her actions, to trying to run away from them.

“w—what?” she stutters, coming to a halt, before she turns around to face him.

“if you’re so sorry, why’d you ignore me? you made me feel like i did something wrong.” he states more clearly, taking a small step closer to the anxious and nervous girl.

“that’s just it, derek! you didn’t do anything wrong! everything you do is perfect to me, and i can’t find one simple reason that makes me want to stay away!” she bursts out, wringing her hands into her hair wildly, tears streaming down her cheeks.

her emotions are raised at a higher level — this much derek can sense.

derek’s eyes widen in shock at the stilinski girl’s outburst, always having known of her as one of the strongest people in the pack — she rarely ever loses her cool.

without another thought, he steps forward, until they’re only inches away from each other.

then, he gently places his hands over her shaking ones and slowly pulls them down to her side, careful to not get her hair stuck and wrapped around her fingers.

“hey, look at me.” he says gently, trying to calm her down from another outburst.

when she does just that, his eyes immediately soften, still holding onto her hands and rubbing soothing circles onto them.

“now, can you tell me what you meant by that?” he murmurs gently, not moving his eyes anywhere but to her face.

“derek, i—i don’t know if that’s such a good idea…” she trails off, the fear of rejection distracting her.

as he senses the huge waves of anxiety and fear coming from her, he sighs, brows knitting together in concern.

“princess, i need you to be honest with me. i deserve that, at least.” he murmurs once more, moving his hands up to her cheeks, cupping them.

“but, it’s not that easy. what if… what if me being honest… just makes things worse?” her voice trembles as more tears escape from her now shiny [y/e/c] eyes.

with a flick of his thumb, the tears are gone, like they were never there.

“it’ll all be okay. i’m not going anywhere. just trust me, okay?” he murmurs seriously, giving her the confidence she needs to admit the feelings she’s been running away from for so long.

“stiles was right. or at least, of what he was about to say, before everyone stopped him,” she starts, pausing to gauge his reaction.

his brows are still knitted together as he pulls his hands away from hers to cross his arms onto his chest, listening intently.

“allison knows the truth — she’s known for awhile. i’m just not sure why she didn’t tell you herself because she’s been nagging me to tell you the truth for weeks now.” she starts, almost rambling.

“about what?” he asks in a persistent tone of voice.

[y/n]’s eyes catch his all over again, causing her breath to hitch in her throat once more.

“o—oh, right. um, it’s about my… uh… my feelings…” she trails off, brows furrowing as she becomes lost in her thoughts all over again, easily fidgeting with her fingers anxiously.

derek sighs, noticing the amount of drowning negative emotions coming off of her body.

hearing him sigh so loudly, she instantly snaps out of her thoughts.

“i—i’m sorry, derek. you do deserve the truth and… i’m going to give it to you. it’s just really hard to admit.” she states, moving to walk over to the couch that she was sitting on before, the nervous feeling in her gut getting impossibly worse by every second.

“it’s okay. take your time.” he assures her, moving to sit beside her as she turns to face him, holding her legs up to her chest.

“no, it’s fine. i need to tell you the truth.” she states seriously, before finally connecting her gaze with the man sitting beside her.

“i… i have feelings for you.” [y/n] says all in one breath, awaiting his reaction.

but, as she tries to figure out what it is, all she can see is his shocked expression.

“i—look, it’s okay, if you don’t feel the same. but, this all has been so suffocating — keeping this from you, and avoiding you at all costs. but, uh, i think i should go.” she murmurs dejectedly, already sensing the rejection coming.

as she stands up from her position on the couch, he reaches out and encloses his hand around her wrist, before gently pulling her back down.

“you’ve gotta stop assuming things, stilinski.” he states with a almost goofy smile.

“w—what do you mean? isn’t this the part where you tell me that i’m delusional and that we’re just friends?” she sputters out, confused on why he’s acting so casual about this whole entire situation.

derek chuckles amusedly.

“you really are clueless, huh?” he murmurs, barely giving her enough time to react when he begins to lean forward, causing her brows to furrow in confusion.

“wha—” [y/n] starts to say, but she abruptly stops herself when he slams his lips onto hers, in order to shut her up from any future ramblings.

a shocked strangle leaves her lips, her entire body freezing up as she starts to realize what’s happening.

as a few more seconds pass, derek pulls away from her lips, realizing she’s still frozen in place.

“you really need to stop rambling so much.” he murmurs, a smirk placed on his lips, trying to mask his nervousness with cockiness.

“w—wait. so… you don’t hate me? i—i’m so confused right now.” she mumbles as she becomes much more confused than she was before.

derek sighs, shaking his head at her cluelessness.

“did that kiss not show that i feel the same? or am i going to have to kiss you again?” he asks teasingly, quickly sensing the feelings and anxiety rolling off of her.

but, when she hears his next statement, it’s as if all those nerves she had in her system completely dissipate.

“o—oh… then, maybe, you should remind me?” [y/n] nervously says in the form of a question.

“there’s no need to be nervous, [y/n].” he teases, still smirking, obviously liking the effect he has on her.

groaning, she grows some confidence that leads her to grip his leather jacket’s collar and roughly pull him towards her.

he inhales deeply in surprise, before the smirk returns back to his lips as she slams her lips onto his, putting in every single amount of love she’s felt for him and buried for so long.

derek’s heart sores as he deepens the kiss, glad that the two of them have figured things out before either of them could get hurt more than they already were.

but, before they can continue on, the sound of voices outside and the loft door being pulled open pulls them away from each other, glancing at the entrance.

[y/n] sputters nervously, pulling away from derek anxiously. “uh…” she trails off, glancing from her brother to derek, when the pack gathers at the door, most of them watching the scene before them in amusement.

noticing her anxiety, derek places a hand on her thigh, in order to bring her some comfort — which, easily helps her calm down, just by a bit.

“so, i was right!” stiles exclaims excitedly, seeming to not even be bothered about catching his twin and his frenemy together.

at this realization, [y/n] knits her brows together in confusion.

“wait. so, you’re not mad that me and derek are…” she trails off, turning to face derek, confused on what exactly they are.

“together.” he clarifies for her, chuckling quietly at the flustered expression on her face.

but at this point, stiles is already rambling to lydia, totally forgetting about his sister’s question and the couple sat on the couch.

with a giggle, [y/n] turns back to her sorta-boyfriend, a bit confused on how her brother isn’t acting mad at her, like she thought he would.

he shrugs, reaching out for her.

before she decides to snuggle into his chest, she turns back to face her friends, only to see them all waving awkwardly and hurriedly walking out as lydia rolls her eyes and pulls her rambling boyfriend away with her.

sighing, she watches as scott tiredly pulls the door shut behind him.

“so…” she trails off as she turns back to derek, raising a single brow at him.

“so?” he asks, raising his own eyebrows in question.

“so… we’re together now?” she asks, smirking, growing shocked at her own confidence.

derek raises a brow, smirking himself. “what… you don’t like it?” he asks, sensing the anxious emotions coming off of her, once again.

“no!” she quickly blurts out, almost losing her chill.

derek’s eyes widen at her small outburst, almost incapable of keeping the small laughs from leaving his mouth.

“i—i mean that i wasn’t sure if you actually wanted to be official like that. so, i want to make sure — that’s all.” she quickly explains, so focused on clearing up her small mistake that she doesn’t even notice the amused glint in his eyes or the way he’s desperately trying to not laugh at her nervousness.

he continues to wheeze in laughter, bringing [y/n] to hit him a few more times with complaints to stop making fun of her.

“okay, okay! i—i’m sorry! just, please, stop hitting me.” he yells out, having had calmed down, waiting for her to stop her attacks.

sighing, she glares at him as she crosses her arms over her chest, waiting for him to explain what he found so funny.

“now, would you like to explain what was so funny?” she asks in an annoyed tone, unmoving as she waits for him to respond to her.

he chuckles, finding amusement in the situation once more, before moving his hands to her hips, settling them there.

the particular touch brings [y/n] an insane amount of butterflies, her heart slightly fluttering at just that.

and even though, she knows that he can sense her emotions, she still tries her best to mask what effect he has on her.

sighing, she waits, trying to remain patient — although, it’s quite clear to derek that she’s not in the mood to be waiting all night.

she doesn’t like being laughed at — that much he can tell from just her expression.

with one more amused laugh, derek pulls her by her hips to straddle him.

a squeak of shock and surprise leaves her lips, her heart going off in a very erratic pace.

once he senses her nervous and flustered emotions and erratically beating heart, he smirks.

“i wasn’t making fun of you. i just think it’s cute that you get so flustered like this — especially, when it comes to me.” he states seriously, waiting for her nervous response.

[y/n]’s eyes soften, feeling idiotic for reacting so dramatically. “o—oh.” she softly whispers, his statement not fully registering in her head.

“wait! did you just call me cute?” she asks in a suddenly teasing tone, cocking her head to the side, after his words fully click in her head.

“maybe, maybe not.” he shrugs, acting as if it’s not that big of a deal.

“now, on to more important things,” he states, pausing, which brings [y/n]’s brows to knit together in curiosity, now listening intently to him.

“will you be my girlfriend?” he asks in a suddenly nervous voice.

her brows raise and then a giggle erupts in her chest.

“of course!”

and with that, she wraps her arms around his neck and connects their lips in an excited and love-filled kiss.

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sourwulf · 3 years

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just take the bed — derek hale x reader

༄ word count — 1,094

፨ characters — derek hale

☓ tw — none

⊹ cw — blood, gore

☇ prompt list — # 17 & 21

✎ masterlist

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“you’ve gotta be shitting me,” you said, looking at the motel key stiles held in front of you. “i’m not sleeping in the same room as him.”

“it’s just for one night. scott is going with me, and allison is going with lydia. that just leaves the two of you. and i’m not paying for four rooms.”

“stiles-”

“no. no buts. you’re gonna stay in a room with him, you’re gonna sleep, and then we leave in the morning. you don’t even have to talk to him.”

you sighed, reluctantly taking the key from him. you looked over at your car and saw derek getting his bag out, groaning to yourself. you walked over and looked at him, crossing your arms.

“i guess we’re roommates for the night.” he looked at you and had a passive aggressive expression plastered to his face.

“great.” he shut the trunk door before you could walk over and get your stuff, smiling cockily to himself. he grabbed the key out of your hand before walking off.

when he was a few feet away, you mumbled to yourself, “asshole.”

“heard that,” he called.

when you’d gotten your bag, you slowly hiked across the parking lot to the room labeled with a large twelve, and you took a deep breath.

you and derek had a history. he’d never liked you, not even when you met. you weren’t sure why or what you’d done to him, but he just immediately decided he had no interest in being your friend.

every single time something happened to your friends, they wanted derek there, against your protesting. they always said he could help, but you were usually convinced that you could figure it out without him.

but despite the act he kept up, you knew he didn’t hate you.

the night after you turned eighteen, you were t-boned about three miles from your house at almost midnight. they were going 60, driving drunk. they were passed out when they hit you, but you were trapped in your upside down car on an empty street.

you were bleeding from your side and head, and you were out of it. you’d slammed your head against the steering wheel and window, and a large piece of glass was impaling your side right under your ribs.

only a couple of minutes after the collision, derek showed up. he called nine-one-one and pulled you out of your car, keeping pressure on the massive bleeding wound.

he rode with you to the hospital, making sure you got there safe before leaving.

but ever since then, as much as you hated to admit it, there was chemistry between you two. chemistry, actually, was an understatement. you saw how he stared at you, how his eyes were drawn to you.

and you refused to admit that you felt the same. maybe it had to do with him saving your life, maybe it was just that, even though you were supposed to hate him, he was attractive. he was one of the most attractive men you knew, and you couldn’t not admit that.

“you can come in,” he said loudly from inside the room, making you realize you’d been standing there for a few minutes.

rolling your eyes, you pushed the door open.

“oh, god.” there was only one bed. of course there was only one bed. he was sitting on it, texting someone on his phone. you walked in and shut the door, setting your bag down on the table.

‘i’m gonna kill him,’ you thought, knowing stiles got you guys a one-bed room on purpose.

“i’ll take the floor,” he said, not looking at you.

“i’ll take it, you take the bed.”

he looked at the floor. “this floor is disgusting.”

“better than sharing a bed with you.”

“jesus, y/n, just take the bed.”

“no.”

just then, you saw a cockroach crawl out from under the bed, which he crushed under his shoe. your mouth gaped open in disgust and he looked at you.

“you sure you don’t wanna just share the bed?”

—

laying in the same bed as derek was awkward. you were tense, and the silence was heavy in the air. you had enough room to not touch him, but you still were keeping yourself on the edge of the bed, facing away from him.

he scooted in closer and you tensed your body.

“i will set this bed on fire if you don’t stay on your side,” you said, hearing him chuckle. “it’s not funny.”

“it’s hilarious, actually.”

“how is any of this remotely funny?”

“we hate each other and now we’re being forced to sleep in the same bed.”

“yeah, well, it would be a lot easier if we didn’t talk.”

he was silent for a few seconds. “maybe i don’t hate you entirely.”

you rolled your eyes again. “yeah, i have a hard time believing that.”

“why?”

you groaned, rolling over to look at him. he had a smug expression, almost as if he enjoyed how frustrated you were.

“maybe because you get mad when i’m around, or you don’t like me tagging along with stiles, or that every time i speak, you ignore me.”

“doesn’t mean i hate you.”

you recoiled, a disgusted look forming on your face. “please don’t tell me you’re one of those guys who shows me they wanna be my friend by being mean to me.”

he was now on his side, your faces inches away from each other.

“no. no, that’s not my intention.”

“okay, then why are you mean to me?”

he didn’t answer for a moment, thinking of what to say. “i... have a hard time with emotions. showing that i’m attracted to someone is difficult for me. and i’m not trying to make you feel-”

“what?”

he raised his eyebrows. “what?”

“you’re... attracted to me?”

he realized what he said, but just stayed silent for a few seconds. “yeah, how could i not be?” you laughed, and he smiled at you. “what?”

you shook your head. “nothing.”

a second later, he was pulling you in for a kiss, which you gladly accepted and returned. his hand landed on your hip and pulled you in closer, allowing him to deepen the kiss.

you were the first to pull away, a smile creeping onto your face.

“that was nice.”

he nodded. “yeah.”

“are you done being a dick to me?”

his eyes flashed down to your lips and back up to your eyes. “no promises.”

you slapped him on the shoulder and he chuckled. “so that’s a no.”

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angywritesstuff · 3 years

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The one with his personal Lois Lane

Summery: you play Lois Lane in the new “Superman & Lois” on the CW and you’re Henry’s girlfriend.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x reader // platonic Tyler Hoechlin x reader

You still couldn’t believe that you were going to be interviewed by Jimmy Fallon. You had met him before while accompanying Henry for his interviews, but this was the first time Jimmy had asked to have you on his show and you were thrilled.

When you got the part in “Superman & Lois” you had hoped the show would have been a success but you could have never thought it would have happened so fast. Only four episodes had been aired and you had picked for two more season already.

“Hey”- you turned looking at Tyler; one of the reason you had auditioned for the part was because of him: you and Tyler were old friends and you couldn’t have missed the opportunity to work with him

“Hey, you ready?”- you asked

“Yeah, I didn’t see Henry, I thought he was going to accompany you”- he frowned knowing your boyfriend had promised you he’d come with you to help you stay calm.

“Yeah”- you huffed -“His agent called this morning, he had a meeting that couldn’t be postponed apparently. It’s gonna be ok, I mean we have had interviews before”

“This is your first with Fallon thought right?”

“Are you trying to make me more nervous”- you laughed

He was going to say something but you could hear Jimmy presenting you two

“It’s only at the begging but people are already going crazy about it. People let’s give a welcome to Y/n Y/l/n and Tyler Hoechlin, our Clark Kent and Lois Lane in Superman &Lois” - you heard and started walking

“Hello everyone” - you and Tyler said while waving

“Hey guys thank you for being here”- Jimmy said

“It’s our pleasure really”- you sat on the sofa

“Believe her, she’s a big fan of your show so you’re really doing her a favor”- Tyler laughed

“Oh my god shut up!”- you playfully slapped him on the arm - “but he’s not lying”- you smiled

“I like you already”- Jimmy said -“Well guys I’m gonna say I’m really impressed by your show, it was kinda refreshing”

“Right? That’s what I thought when I read the script”- you said - “I’m a huge fan of all the films and the previous shows but what got to me was how family centered the show was. You know, it doesn’t focus on Superman’s origin, but it starts where usually the previous shows stopped”

“I think that’s why it is going so well already, because it’s something new you can sit with your all family watching”- Tyler added

“So how do you guys like working with each other? Do you ...” - Jimmy started before stopping -“excuse me for a moment”- he said before standing up and going to talk with someone behind the stage

You looked at Tyler trying to understand if he knew what was going on but he just shrugged

“I’m so sorry guys”- Jimmy said while sitting back -“there was a little mistake and the guest I was supposed to have after you two is here already and can’t wait. Do you mind if I let him in?”

“Of course not”

“Thank you. Ok let’s give our welcome to Henry Cavill ladies and gentlemen”- Jimmy said smirking

“What?!”- you said and you knew Jimmy had heard you because he was laughing so hard

“Hello everyone “- your boyfriend was in front of you in all his beauty and you weren’t sure what was going on

“Hey baby”- he said looking at you lovingly

“What are you doing here? I thought you had a meeting with your agent?”- you asked

“Sorry that was me”- Jimmy said and you laughed

“You got me, I had no idea”

“Well I couldn’t help myself but I had to have two Superman and a Lois Lane at the same time”- Jimmy laughed - “so I gotta asked Y/n who is your favorite Superman?”

“I play the fifth”- you said and everyone laughed

“Ok ok I’ll ask something else how is it to date Superman both in fiction and real life?”

“Well it’s something for sure, even though if we want to be precise I’m dating Henry in real life, while I’m actually married to Tyler on the show, so Henry is falling a little bit behind” - you smirked and your boyfriend gasped. You knew you were going to pay for it later tonight but you couldn’t help yourself

“And we even have two kids so”- Tyler added and you laughed

“Oh come on you two”- Henry groaned - “They’re always teasing me when they are together”

“So I guess you guys like to work together?”- Jimmy asked you and Tyler

“Yeah we do, Y/n and I have known and have been friends with each other for years, so that has actually helped a lot with filming”- Tyler answered

“Tyler was the one who convinced me to audition actually.”- you added smiling at your friend. You were always going to be grateful for your friendship with Tyler. He was such a precious human being

“Is it weird not to have your real girlfriend as your Lois Lane Henry?”- Jimmy asked

“I like to think she’s my real-life Lois Lane, so I can give her up as my work-life Lois for now”- Henry answered

“Oh my god he’s so precious, isn’t he”- you smirked while caressing Henry’s thigh

“Now Henry, the Snyder’s cut is out. Are you excited?”- Jimmy asked

“I really am, I know it’ll reward all the hard work everyone has done. I hope everyone will enjoy watching it”

“Did you guys watch it already?”

“Oh my god are you kidding? Of course we did the day it was released. It was amazing, I can’t wait to watch it again.”- you said and you could see Henry smiling at you. He always appreciated how supportive and enthusiastic you were about his work. It made him happy knowing you were proud of him.

“Well thank you guys for being here and don’t forget to watch “Superman & Lois” on the Cw and “Snyder’s cut Justice league”.”- Jimmy said to the camera.

“You should’ve told me Jimmy invited you too”- you whined to Henry once you were at home

“You were mad when you thought I wasn’t coming, admit it”- Henry smirked

“I wasn’t mad, maybe a little bit disappointed”- you shrugged

“We still haven’t talked about the most important part of the interview though”- he said while hugging you from behind.

“Such as?”- You start caressing his hands

“The fact that you think I’m falling behind compared to Tyler since you guys are married”

You laid you head on his shoulder laughing and he exploited your position to kiss your neck. You moaned softly and he smirked knowing how much you loved when he kissed your neck.

“You know I was kidding right?”- you tried to focus back on the conversation at hand. The last thing you wanted was to pressure Henry in any way. You were sure in your relationship and even if you thought about marrying him you weren’t in any hurry.

“I know, but there is always some truth in jokes” - he gripped you a little harder but you turned in the hug anyway

“Listen baby... do I ever think about marrying you? Of course, otherwise we wouldn’t be here. If I didn’t see a future for us what would be the point? But I’m ok with being your girlfriend right now. I love you, I just wanna be with you”

He smiled and started kissing you; his hands descended on your butt and he squeezed it hard making you moan.

“Our babies will be a lot cuter than yours and Tyler’s”- he blurbed while kissing your neck, you weren’t even sure he meant to say it out loud.

“Do you wanna practice a little bit?” - and you laughed when he put you on his shoulder to take you to your room.

Once in your room he laid you on the bed before caging you under his body.

“I’m gonna have so much fun with you tonight”- he smirked and you knew he meant it because his eyes were burning with passion

“Yes please baby”- you moaned. He was kissing your belly but you both wanted him to just go lower, so why wasn’t he.

“Does my girl want me to kiss her pussy?”- he asked

“Fuck yes”- you closed your eyes waiting but when nothing happened you opened them to look at him. He was between your legs smirking without doing anything

“You just have to say I’m your favorite Superman and I’ll do whatever you want”

And you groaned... you knew that not answering Jimmy’s question was going to come back and bite you in the ass. You had just hoped it would have been a little bit more literal than that.

He was never going to let you forget it... you were sure of it

Sooo another one shot. Let me know what you think... any kind of feedback is always welcomed ❤️

I’ll start working on my series soon I promise.

Forgive me if there are any mistakes but English is not my first language.

P.s. I used to be shipshipshipau in case there is any confusion

Henry Cavill’s permanent taglist: @xxxkatxo

Permanente taglist: @jwspiter

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fandom-imagination-ss · 3 years

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Imagine: working in the Daily Prophet When Clark Kent walks in on his first day of work and you whispered out too your friend/ desk mate how Hot he is.

“Oh the new guy looks lost.” Sarah stated she was looking at her computer as you looked up seeing who she meant. The new researcher Clark Kent you heard about him.small office. You heard he was staring today, you didn’t hear How incredibly hot he was. You stumbled at your desk spilling your drink as you fumbled catching your cold ice coffee. As he walked passed. He’s chisel chin, the glass frames that looked amazing against his cheeks. The dark hair.

“Holly shit. Why didn’t anyone tell me he was a damn Greek God.” It came out before you could stop yourself as Sara laughed loudly. Seeing the newbie turn he caught your eye as your cheeks burned. “Shit..” ou breathily said. Under your breath. Shit hopefully he didn’t hear me. You prayed. Sarah spoke up, ‘you lost?”

“ugh.. no sorry..”

he walked off as you turned too Sara as you mouthed out, ‘Holly Hell’ She laughed loudly. As he spoke, ‘I never seen you act like a idiot towards the opposite sex. That was funny as hell.”

“Oh God that guy needs a warning label with how attractive he is.” Sara laughed at your comment. As Clark by then was across the office but heard and couldn’t help but smile brightly hearing that. He couldn’t wait too work here now.

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lgraewrites · 2 years

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I'm having fun writing short ficlets from random prompts. Feel free to send me ideas! You'll be credited in the story notes if it's added to Howl at the Moon.

Teen Wolf

Fluff, Smut, and anything in-between.

Pairings:

STETER/STEREK/STETOPHER/PETOPHER/STARGENT/STETEREK/DARGENT

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lxndonorris · 3 years

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stay - Tyler Hoechlin

Y/N x Tyler Hoechlin

Theme: Fluff, a bit angsty, (not too explicit)

you asking Tyler to stay at your place for the first time in your relationship x

word count: 1210+

Today has been very important for you because it was the day of your third date with Tyler, who you’ve met nearly three weeks before at a party of a mutual friend. Sparks and butterflies were flying right away and everyone said that you should go out on a date with each other. At first, you were skeptical, when did good things ever happen to you? Why would a man like him even want to meet you another time? However, he got your number from one of your friends and called you three days later, actually asking you out to dinner with him.

It went really well and it didn’t take long for the two of you to get together. Still, you were not sure if it would be a good decision to rush this and turned his offer down to get back to his place after your second date. Somehow, you felt really bad about it, afraid that he would be mad at you, but this wasn’t the case. Tyler was understanding, even apologizing if he might have crossed a line. This made you really happy and after a week of you thinking deeply about the next possible steps, you asked him to visit you at your place, order some takeout and just see where the night would take you.

Now, you’re sitting on your sofa, your legs casually lying on his lap while he strokes your thighs gently. The leftovers of your dinner, two huge boxes with one last slice of pepperoni pizza, and an empty bottle of wine are resting on the wooden table in front of you, showing how much the two of you actually enjoyed the date. Right then, you’re browsing Instagram on your phone when you catch Tyler starring at you from behind your phone screen, blushing slightly when you put it down.

“What?” You say, smiling shyly, enjoying the sight of this huge guy being flustered by you. “It’s nothing.” He says quickly, looking at his hand still stroking your thighs before he watches you from the corner of his eye. “Really, I can see you lying.” You smirk playfully, nudging him with your foot. “Okay, but don’t laugh, okay?” Tyler giggles nervously, his face shining brightly red. “I promise.” You pout, letting your hair fall right into your face. “It’s just- You’re so pretty.” He says carefully, hoping that you would not hear him.

Now you’re blushing as well as you throw your hair back to watch into his gorgeous eyes looking right back at you. “Thank you.” You say, placing a hand at his shoulder, stroking his arm tenderly to his warm hand. He slowly leans into you, with you closing your eyes in expectation of his lips on yours and as soon as he kisses you, you feel sparks flying everywhere. You’re embracing him completely, kissing him again and again, each kiss more passionate than the one before.

However, you cannot help yourself and yawn right into his mouth, causing him to giggle shyly. “I’m sorry.” You say, holding back another long yawn without much use. “It’s fine, it’s pretty late, to be honest,” Tyler says, looking at his watch before his eyes meet yours once more. “Yes, can’t believe it’s nearly midnight.” You say, smiling brightly. After a moment of silence, his whole body stiffens, and his face tenses harshly. “Uh, I think I should go.” He says, putting your feet down to the ground, and gets up from the sofa.

Thinking about what to say, you get up as well and follow him to the wardrobe while he takes his jacket and turns back towards you. Before he can say anything, however, you reach for his arm, holding him tightly. “Tyler?” You say shyly, causing him to raise both of his eyebrows. “Yeah?” He says, confused but happy at the same time. “Would you stay the night?” You say, hearing your own voice breaking slightly. “Oh, sure, if you want me to?” Tyler smiles encouragingly, holding his leather jacket close to his chest.

“Yes, please.” You say, pulling at his arm as he puts his jacket back in the wardrobe. “Okay, can’t deny that request.” Now, you’re placing a hand at his chest, leaning in for another long and loving kiss. After you separate, he yawns too, even rubbing his eye carefully. “You’re so cute.” You caress his cheek gently, tracing his firm jawline to his chin, holding his face tenderly. “You’re one to talk,” Tyler says, booping your nose, causing you to giggle shortly. “We should go to bed.” Without waiting for his response, you lead him through the living room, the hallway, and right into your bedroom.

Unable to say anything, he just giggles the whole way, squeezing your hand lovingly. As soon as you are in the room, you turn the light on and open your closet, looking for anything to wear for the night. Once you find your favorite shirt and pants, you turn around to see Tyler standing there, shirtless, just taking his watch off. Blushing at the sight of his well-formed body, you stutter, trying your best to regain your composure. He notices you all flustered now and blushes as well. “Oh, I hope you don't mind. I don’t have anything with me.”

Your eyes wander from his chest back to his face, catching him smiling nervously, not sure if this crossed a boundary. “Just if you’re comfortable.” You shrug, closing the closet, and walk past him, into the bathroom to change into something more comfortable. Taking a deep breath before getting back to him, you have a last look at yourself in the mirror and open the door, seeing him already in bed, his shirt lying in front of you on the floor. Still blushing, you walk to the other side of the bed, with him watching you closely. Then, you turn the lights off and climb into the bed, sliding underneath the blanket.

You can feel him moving, so you reach for his hand and he embraces yours instantly. “It’s okay.” He takes a deep breath, and because of your eyes, slowly adjusting to the darkness of the night, you see a tensed expression on his face. “I don’t wanna rush it, you know,” Tyler says quietly, squeezing your hand warmly. “Me neither, but- It feels right.” You say, smiling encouragingly as you see him relaxing. “I know. I feel the same.” He says and you move closer to him, feeling the warmth of his body spending comfort immediately.

While he opens his arms, you get even closer, resting your head on his arm, and put a hand at his bare chest, feeling it bulging against the palm of your hand. “I’m happy you’re here.” You say, stroking his chest gently. “I’m happy you asked me to stay,” Tyler says, kissing you once, then twice, his sweet taste mixed with the sour taste of alcohol lingering on your tongue. “Always.” You say, kissing him one last time, before you snuggle up against his body, leaning your head against his chest. “Good night, Y/N.” He says, stroking your back carefully.

“Good night.” You say quietly and it doesn’t take long for the two of you to fall asleep inside each other’s arms.

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inlovewiththefictionalcharacters · 4 years

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CHORES

Summary: Derek doesn’t do his chores, but instead created new ones for the reader to deal with.

Pairing: Derek Hale x Reader.

What does one expect to do when they come home after a long day of work? Well, their options ranges from relaxing, watching their favorite movie or series while lounging on the couch to just directly calling it a night and sleeping. She also thought to do something in between those after going home and getting refreshed.

Sliding the loft door shut behind her, she switched the lights of the loft on and went further inside. Dropping her bag on the couch, she walked into the kitchen to drink some water, only to stop in her tracks as soon as her eyes landed on the kitchen island. All the groceries that she has bought that morning were still lying on the counter. The dishes were piled up again, not to mention the mess that was created near the stove and the oven. The kitchen looked like a disaster and she couldn’t help the groan that left her lips.

Realizing that it’s just the beginning, she decided to do a full inspection of the loft, trusting the Hale man to not do a single chore that he was supposed to do and only adding more to the plate, she walked into their bedroom.

The bed that she was pretty sure that she made that morning looked like a car crash.

“Why does he always do that when he doesn’t do the bed?” she sighed in exasperation.

Her eyes then landed on the closet that was open and a few of their clothes were strewn carelessly on the floor. She walked into the bathroom and sighed in relief.

At least the bathroom looked neater, apart from the dirty socks and clothes of his that never made into the laundry basket, but were lying around it.

With a huff, she pulled her hair into a messy bun and started doing chores along with the ones that Derek has created.

*****

After helping the McCall boy, Derek went back to the loft and when he entered the loft, he already knew that she was home. The lights were on, the kitchen was cleaned and most importantly, he could her heartbeat.

With a smile, he went into their bedroom where she was and found walking out of the bathroom with the laundry basket in her hand. Derek smiled looking at her and walked towards her.

After kissing her passionately, he caressed her face and said “I love you.”

She smiled sweetly at him and shoved the laundry basket into his hands.

“Stop saying I love you to get out of your chores” she told him and he gave her the best puppy dog eyes.

She smiled at him, kissed his cheek and walked towards the bathroom, but stopped and tuned around to find him already looking at her.

“And, I love you too, darling” she said and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her, leaving a very giddy Derek behind.

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in the face of death - derek hale

fandom: teen wolf

words: 1765

warnings: talk of blood and violence, death, teen wolf spoilers, if you haven’t finished the series? werewolf!female!reader

summary: derek faces the anuk-ite and the confrontations opens up old wounds that never really healed.

author’s note below.

“Derek?”

Derek turns around, a feeling not quite like panic but awareness of the danger he’s in making goosebumps erupt through his skin and the hairs at the back of his neck to stand, his eyes closing quickly when Lydia’s warning from earlier echoes in his head: shut your eyes!

“Derek,” he frowns, because he knows it’s not her, is completely aware that (Y/N) left for Gerard’s armory with Lydia and Stiles, but it is her voice. He spent years familiarizing himself with the tone and pitch, tattooing it to his memory at first unwillingly, but then welcoming the knowledge of how (Y/N) sounded like when she was in danger, when she was frustrated or angry at him, when she was in mourning or in love.

It was only a part of what it meant to fall for someone like (Y/F/N), and now he knows her well enough to understand that it's not her, talking to him and walking from the end of the hallway, nearing him with careful, calculated steps.

Still, he tightens his jaw and draws his claws out because knowing isn’t enough. Derek’s been away from home for too long, not as long as he expected but definitely long enough for him to miss her terribly. Their lousy goodbye in the middle of the fucking desert left a lot to desire; if he could turn back time he would’ve kissed her straight on the mouth instead of dodging her sad eyes and closing his own to press a rough, long kiss to the crown of her head.

“Derek, it’s okay,” the voice calls for him, he can hear it closerclosercloser, but he can’t move, can’t turn around, he’s not sure that if he does he’ll fight the shapeshifter off of him or fall straight into its game. He panics, for a moment, wonders if the reason why the Anuk-Ite is so good at pretending to be (Y/N) is because he’s already got to her before Scott could fix any of this, even before Gerard’s hunters had a chance to fight her first.

A shiver, his fingers tremble at how bad he’s tensing them, his jaw and shoulders ache.

“It’s over,” it tries to win him over, and the soft fingers clutching his right shoulder catch him off guard even if they shouldn’t. And, damn it, it has got (Y/N)’s touch down to a T, too, skin perfect despite the fights and battles she’s gotten into, a werewolf’s healing nature erasing any physical scar she might’ve acquired during their suicidal-like stunts to save the town from the supernatural and vice versa.

But Derek knows none of them have gotten out of them truly intact, is more than aware of those wounds hidden deep inside their minds and not so easy to notice, impossible to really truly heal from them completely.

It takes Derek a moment too long to shift away from the hold and he knows, he knows he’s trapped, done for, as good as dead as Peter, who was waiting for him, Scott and Malia at the entrance of the school, features forever caught off guard and set in stone if they don’t fix this soon. “It’s okay, you can look now.”

“You’re not real,” he bites back, turning around suddenly and throwing a punch so blind not because his eyes are closed but because Derek’s always been weak when it comes to her, and since he came back they’ve barely shared a couple of stolen looks before Scott sent them all on different ways. As he faces Death right now Derek can only think I hope she knows how I feel. He hopes that those looks conveyed everything he was trying to say, the I’m sorry I left, I still love you, I don’t think I ever stopped missing you-

“I’m right here,” there’s a smile in those words, Derek’s been away for a while but he remembers what it looks like and how it tastes, and the memory of (Y/N) grinning sleepily back at him as the sun rises through the windows of his loft, eyes soft and happy and Derek’s sure hand on the small of her back as if that simple touch could protect her of every evil in Gerard Argent’s bestiary. is the only thing keeping him from opening his eyes and surrendering.The moment he does the memory fades, left behind on the back of his eyelids and forgotten as he’s turned into stone. “I’m here, Derek, and so are you, you came home. I didn’t think you would.”

His tightly shut eyes soften almost involuntarily, there’s nostalgia and residual hurt from when he drove away and left her standing outside the abandoned church, and this is the kind of reprimand he expected to be thrown at him when he came back, yet it still feels like a sucker punch to the stomach. He momentarily forgets this isn’t the girl he left behind and lets himself be swallowed by the guilt of his actions.

When he first came back to Beacon Hills after the fire he realized that he wasn’t the best at running away, and the second time he left he expected to be better at it, except now he’s got something to run to rather than away from, and that’s how he realizes, he was always meant to end up here: in the middle of a war he’s been fighting his entire life for just being what he was born as, but willing to give his life to it if it means (Y/N) won’t have to live with the repercussions of their kind.

“But you did, you’re here,” she coos, soft and somehow incredibly personal. It’s not everybody (Y/F/N) doesn’t acknowledge with an almost harsh sarcasm Derek’s sure she got from hanging out with Stiles too much. There’s a hand reaching for one of his own and it's amazing how quickly the claws draw back, he lets it be held despite knowing better. “You came back, that’s all that matters to me. Derek, please, open your eyes.”

He shakes his head almost imperceptibly, even when she guides his hand to rest on top of her heart, feeling it beat underneath his fingertips and being too unfocused, blindsided to realize that he can’t actually hear it, a sound he’s learned to identify as easily as her voice.

No, for now, he trusts his touch, his fingers as they follow the path to her face through her collarbones and the slope of her neck, sighing out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding in since he decided to drive back to Beacon Hills as (Y/N) leans into his touch, the weight familiar against his palm.

“We can skip town,” she suggests, light and hopeful with an underlining of satisfaction as he remains putty in her grip. Derek’s too enamoured to notice, resolve weakened by the presence of the shapeshifter that’s been haunting his hometown and his traitorous heart, which insists on focusing on literally anything but the matter at hand. “Get in your car, drive to wherever the hell we want. You always wanted a home away from the city, we can do that. I wanna go with you, Derek, please let me go with you.”

I’d take you anywhere he admits to himself, a fact he wasn’t ready to acknowledge a year and a half ago. It had taken him less than an hour into his drive to realize how true it was, but at the time he was convinced that it was the right thing to do, letting her go and trusting she’d be safer with a pack that had people like Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski in it. However blind their optimism and suicidal their plans could be they were good kids, and were certainly better at protecting the people they cared about than Derek had been his whole life.

“Please, don’t leave me behind again.”

“I wouldn’t-”

“Then look at me,” she insists, and the air reeks of something Derek can’t recognize, at least nothing he relates to (Y/N) at all, and that should be one of the many warning signs he should’ve taken into consideration to realize that he’s letting his guard down so quickly it’s so fucking stupid. There’s a hand in his hair, slowing down to settle at the back of his neck. “Please, Derek, don’t leave me, look at me-”

“I-”

“Why won’t you look at me?” she covers his hand with her own, and the intensity of her grip along with the fire in her voice is what makes him pull away, too out of character and out of place for the Anuk-Ite to keep the charade any longer, to pretend it’s something, someone it’s not. Derek takes his hand back with a harshness to his movements, his claws back in display and fangs ready to fight his way out of it.

Its voice, shaky with a fury that does not belong to (Y/N) and never has in the years Derek has known her, breaks the spell, and if he weren’t in so much fucking trouble, the born werewolf would laugh. The Anuk-Ite’s greatest advantage in a fight has just become its downfall, unable to perfectly recreate the only person Derek knows better than he knows himself.

After all these years sometimes he fears he’s forgotten the voices of those he lost in the fire, their mannerisms and their familiar expressions. If it weren’t for his mother’s visits in his dreams, his family’s eyes and manners alive in Cora’s and Peter’s faces, he would’ve.

But there’s no way he’d forget her, he knew it the first time after he spent the whole afternoon with her in a injured daze with a wolfsbane bullet deep inside his arm, he knew it when he left her behind in that desert with the taste of salty, bloody skin imprinted on his mouth, still tingling as he drove away and watched her through the rearview mirror until (Y/N) became nothing more than something else he’d left behind in Beacon Hills.

And he knows it now, as he opens his eyes, helpless, aware that the last thing he is going to see is the one monster he couldn’t save his hometown from. His thoughts blur together into a senseless babble inside his head, I hope they make it out, Scott, does he have enough time, please, take care of her for me, tell her I’m sorry, tell (Y/N) I love-

He gives into the darkness.

i wrote this like seven months ago and just wrote a quick ending so i could upload something, mostly cause its been over a year since i have written anything, let alone completed it and i’m still working on the requests you have been sending out.

its been a long year with a horrible writers block but i kinda do like this, so here it is, for you. i hope you like it. i also have a vague idea for a scott piece i wanna write but im not sure i will, lmao, tho writing for teen wolf is really, really easy for me, idk why. anyways, whatever.

stay home and stay safe.

- e.

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