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Clark never leaves Bruce's side.

"Bruce you must hold on, I need you to wake up. Listen to my voice and grab onto it, wake up"

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This Tangerine

with this Ladybug

AU Fantasy

Two warriors

~ I saw Kraven's trailer, and I think Ladybug needs another alpha 😏 ~

[steel--crusader1785]

Chapter 4....

Another Alpha has found Clark first...

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Shadow of the Black Frost

Chapter 8: Eighty Feet

The sounds of the furious knocking filled the royal bed chamber. The two guards standing outside were arguing with the man demanding entry.

"Help me with my cloak," Clark said, becoming the voice of the King.

Bruce grabbed the heavy velvet robe draped over the chair and settled it over Clark’s shoulders. He quickly pulled on his own tunic.

Bruce walked to the door and threw the bolt. He pulled the heavy wood open.

Lex Luthor stood there, flanked by three nervous-looking members of the High Council and two of his own private guards. Lex was dressed in impeccable black and green. His bald head gleaming as a smirk already playing on his lips.

"Captain," Lex said, looking at Bruce with disdain. "Step aside. I am here to see if our dear King survived the ordeal, and to see what sort of..."

Lex stopped.

He had expected to find a King bedridden, weak, and bleeding, hidden.

Instead, His Majesty is standing in the center of the room, framed by the blinding morning sun. Clark stood tall, imposing and holding the heir to the throne with an ease that suggested he could crush armies with the same hand.

"Lord Luthor," Clark said. The room seemed to vibrate with the power of his voice. "You seem disappointed to find me standing."

Lex blinked, his smirk faltering for a fraction of a second. His eyes darted to the bundle in Clark’s arms. "Your Majesty. I, that is. The Council... were concerned. Rumors of a difficult labor."

"The labor was long," Clark admitted, stepping forward. The solar energy seemed to flare behind him,"But the result was worth it."

"The child," Lex pressed, stepping into the room uninvited. "The succession must be secured. And, of course, the matter of the father. The Council cannot recognize a bastard born of..."

Bruce stepped into Lex’s path. He just stood there, a wall of muscle and silent fury.

"Mind your tongue, Luthor," Bruce said, low and dangerous.

Lex laughed, "Careful, Guard. You forget your place. You are a servant here."

"Actually," Clark interrupted and walked up behind Bruce, placing a hand on his shoulder.

A pure gesture of intimacy and possession that made the Council members gasp.

Clark raised his left hand. The sunlight caught the iron band on his ring finger, and the companion band on Bruce’s hand.

"He is not a servant," Clark declared, his eyes burning with heat. "And the child is no bastard. He is Prince Richard. Born of my body, and born in wedlock."

Lex’s eyes widened, staring at the rings. "You... you are married?"

"I am married to my partner," Clark corrected, "And you are speaking to the King Consort. I suggest you bow, Lex. Before my husband decides to throw you out of that window."

Bruce crossed his arms, a small, dark smile touching his lips. "I believe the drop is eighty feet, Lord Luthor.”

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"In Another Life"

AUFantasy 

Julian puede llegar a ser una criatura acuática, parecido a un "Encanto", un criatura que le gusta atraer a jovenes de ambos sexos, preferiblemente de entre un 17 a 30 años a las lagunas o grandes ríos prometiendoles la felicidad de su mundo. 

Seria de ojos mas claros y con una voz suavizada, seductor y con una voz y actitud elocuente, seria siempre amable y comprensivo, y estoy segura que su compañía seria agradable. 

Se presentaria como un joven de vestimenta humilde, siempre estaria empapado,con su ropa mojada como si acabara de salir del rio y se excusaría que le gusta el echarse un chapuson, cuando su victima le tenga suficiente confianza lo invitaría a entrar al agua y lo atraparia. 

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