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bia-wayne-west · 4 months

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Mornings and waffles – Clark Kent x Reader

Characters: Clark Kent [Superman], Jon Kent [Superboy], Conner Kent [Superboy] and fem! Reader [You]

Synopsis: You have been married to Clark Kent for 12 years, and you live in the farmhouse in Smallville. You have two children, Jon Kent and Conner Kent. On a sunny morning, her two children jump on the bed to order pancakes and good morning kisses. You couldn't have a more perfect family.

Warnings: Superboys being super cute. N/A: I thought about doing something similar to Batmom but Superman. I always imagined what it would be like to be the mother of two super boys. Hope you like it. I hope you like it and that you feel how cute Superboys are. I'm a Latina girl who doesn't speak fluent English, so I want to apologize for any writing errors you find. Feel free to correct me.

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The sun was shining on the farm. The light came in through the window, but you didn't bother because you were hugging your husband's huge body. Clark used to sleep completely clinging to you, so the sun didn't hurt him.

You were about to wake up, but you could have a few more good minutes for you and Superman in bed together. Well, you planned to stay in bed until you decided to leave, but your children didn't want to contribute to your wish.

You felt two heavy bodies jumping on the bed, on top of you. Your eyes snapped open, and you sighed wearily when you saw Jon's bright blue eyes staring back at you. He and Conner were in bed, trying to wake their parents.

“Waffles!” Jon yelled, jumping on you.

Jonathan was ten and Conner was eighteen, but they still liked to jump into their parents' bed on a Sunday morning to order coffee. They could just ask Martha or wait for you to wake up, but it was more fun to jump on you.

“Jon it's still five in the morning, go to bed.” You grumbled, running your hand through your youngest son's hair.

“It's time for coffee, Mom. And the father has to fix the barn again.” This time it was Conner who spoke. He was hunched over Clark's body, who kept his eyes closed, was awake, but still didn't open his eyes.

It was hard to get Clark to accept Conner. At first, he treated the boy with utter contempt and it broke your heart. There were hours of conversation, and he only accepted his eldest son after having a conversation with Bruce, which made your husband open his mind.

Conner suddenly came into your life, but you can't imagine a complete family without their pretty boy. It took Clark a few years to accept the clone as a son and call him that, but when he called the boy son for the first time, your heart was full of love.

“And we want waffles.” Jon said again, sitting up in bed. He was in his pajamas with a dinosaur design on it and his hair was totally disheveled, and his face was crumpled up from sleep.

“Then let's make waffles.” You said, giving up. Their children uttered an exclamation of joy, making a high-five between them. “There will be waffles for you too, Mr. Kent.” You whispered in the ear of your husband, who now had his eyes open and smiling at Jon.

“Come on, Jon. Whoever gets to the table first will get the most coffee.” Superboy suggested, getting out of bed in the field. Jon also got up, and the two ran to the kitchen, betting on a race.

You let out a weak moan, hugging your husband again. He hugged you back, pressing a soft kiss to your neck.

“Let's get up, we have to feed the two beasts.” Clark joked, taking off the blanket so he could put his feet on the ground.

You smiled, repeating your husband's act and going to the bathroom. Within minutes, you had washed your face, brushed your teeth, and changed your clothes.

You were already in the kitchen, putting the batter in the machine to turn it into a chocolate waffle. Jon and Conner already had their mouths covered with so much chocolate, but they still wanted to repeat four more servings.

Martha, your mother-in-law, was helping you make coffee. She was by his side, frying eggs and bacon. She smiled at you, with that sweet face that only she had.

“They're very gluttonous.”

You both laughed, and smiled even more when you saw that Jonathan was frowning, probably because you heard his grandmother's comment.

“I only ate seven waffles and three pieces of bacon. I didn't even eat that much.” He confessed, making a cute pout.

“Okay, so, since you're not eating much, that portion of bacon and eggs goes to your dad.” You joked, putting the fresh food Martha had just prepared on your husband's plate, who thanked you with a kiss on the cheek.

Conner groaned. After you and your mother-in-law finished cooking, the two of you joined them for a nice family breakfast.

You laughed at each other, talked about silly topics, and showed how much you loved each other.

“We have a perfect family.” Clark confessed, running his hand gently over his arm. “A completely loving and amazing family.” He concluded with a smile when he saw Martha lightly pat Conner's hand gently as he tried to grab one of his grandmother's bacon.

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supercap2319 · 4 months

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can you do one shots of tom welling clark kent

"So, Y/N. I was wondering if you'd like to go out for some coffee sometime?" Clark asked, adjusting the glasses on his face.

"Really? Umm won't your girlfriend be unhappy if you do that?" Y/N asked.

"Y/N, Lois isn't my girlfriend. She's just my sort of friend depending on the day of the week."

"And what about your boyfriend?"

"Oliver's not my boyfriend. He's dating my best friend, Chloe. So... Coffee?"

"Sounds like a date." He smiled.

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kryptokent · 3 months

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clark kent (smallville) x male reader

before clark meets up with you for a coffee date, his mother makes an unusual discovery in the laundry basket.

warnings/content: lead up to smut but fade to black, established relationship, you know about his powers, bisexual clark :3

word count: 1.7k

also on ao3!

dinosaur boxers

“Hm,” Martha murmurs, rifling through the laundry basket and grabbing at an item. “I’ve never seen these before.”

“What is it, Martha?” Jonathan asks, peering over that morning’s newspaper.

She turns around and holds up a pair of boxers. “These aren’t yours, are they?”

Jonathan raises an eyebrow at the design. “No. Must be Clark’s.” He shakes his head with a huff of laughter and turns back to the newspaper. “Although I can’t imagine him wearing that.”

“I dunno. I didn’t buy these for him.”

Chuckling to himself, Jonathan folds the paper and places it on the table, standing up to make his way over to her. “Martha, Clark is 18. I’m sure he’s old enough to buy his own underwear by now.”

“Well, yeah, but he…” She starts, trailing off. Instead, she gives him an embarrassed smile. “Yes, I suppose you’re right.”

“When am I ever wrong?” He smirks, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Making his way back to the kitchen table, he grabs his jacket and shrugs it on. “Speaking of Clark, where is that–”

“You were speaking about me?” Clark asks, bounding down the stairs with a grin. “Good things, I hope.”

“We were just talking about this mystery underwear your mom found.”

Clark tilts his head and turns to his mother, the smile slipping off his face immediately at the sight. She waves the boxers, still holding them in front of her chest, and asks, “These yours?”

“Uh, y-yes,” Clark manages to get out through a cough. Martha’s eyebrows knit together and Jonathan turns back to face him with his eyebrows reaching his hairline. Clark clears his throat and smiles again. “Yes. Of course they’re mine, mom, who else’s would they be?”

She takes that as an acceptable answer and shrugs, dropping them back into the basket. “Just didn't think dinosaur-themed boxers were your thing.”

His face heats up. “Trying something new. Anyways, gotta go.” He’s out the door before anyone else can say anything.

Staring at the door in confusion, Jonathan shakes his head. “That was weird, wasn’t it?”

“Definitely. Think he’s hiding something?”

He thinks for a moment. “That he really likes dinosaurs.”

Outside, Clark takes a few deep breaths to calm himself. That was close, he thinks, before shooting off toward the Talon. He comes to a stop at the back alley, glancing around to make sure no one's nearby to notice him, and makes his way to the front of the building. To his surprise, you’re already standing at the corner behind a dumpster and he almost jumps out of his skin.

“Jesus, you scared me!”

“Sorry,” you laugh, waiting for him to catch his breath. “I know you like to come this way.”

“Do you now?” Clark laughs, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your lips. He pulls away, searches the area, finds no one, and presses his lips back to yours. The height difference makes his chest swell with joy and he pulls you closer, wrapping his arms around your lower back. Between kisses, he mutters, “You'll never guess what my parents found earlier.”

“What’d they find?”

Clark pulls away and leans against the wall with a smug look. “Your boxers.”

“What?”

“Mhm.” Pushing off the wall, he gently grabs your arm and leads you toward the entrance of the Talon. “You must have left them there last time you were… over. I figure you took mine instead when you rushed out.”

You take a shaky breath. “Do they suspect anything?”

“You mean do they suspect we’re dating? No, doesn’t seem like it.”

“That’s good,” you reply as you take a seat closest to the door. “I guess you still don’t wanna tell anyone?”

Clark gives you an awkward smile as he sits opposite you and leans in close. “I just don’t know how they’ll react,” he says, voice hushed. “I mean, I know they’ll accept me, but…”

“You’re just not ready to announce you have a boyfriend.”

He looks around quickly, worrying that someone would overhear. “Exactly.”

Your hand twitches, and to Clark it looks as if you’re about to reach for his hand but have second thoughts. He wants to reach out for you in return, hold your hand with no fear, but he stops himself. “That’s okay,” you smile, a small smile at first before it turns into a loving grin that lights him up like the Fourth of July. “I completely understand. As long as you’re happy, yeah?”

“I am happy.” Clark bumps his foot against yours under the table with a sweet smile. “You make me happy.”

Your grin widens “You make me happy too, Clark.”

He smirks and glances around. “Why don’t we get outta here?”

“Thought you wanted coffee.”

He shrugs. “Coffee can wait.” He stands and brushes a hand over your shoulder casually as he passes you, beckoning you to follow him.

“And this can’t?” You laugh, following outside and back down the alley. “What have you got planned?”

“Something fun,” he grins, looking around before taking you into his arms. “May I?”

“You may.”

Clark’s lips find your cheek. “Hold on.” He waits until you’re in his arms before speeding off, running faster than the speed of light. He runs and runs and runs until he makes it back to the farm, entering the barn and slowing down.

“We’re at the barn,” you state.

“Mhm.”

You smirk at him. “And what do you plan to do here?”

“Well…” he trails off, looking you up and down with his own flustered smile. “Whatever you want. But first, I’ll be back in a minute.”

He speeds off, leaving you standing alone. You shake your head with a laugh at his abrupt exit and make your way upstairs. By the time you’re flopping onto the couch and picking up a book from the table, Clark returns holding two coffees.

“You couldn’t have gotten them before we left?” You ask, chuckling.

“I didn’t think.”

“Do you ever?”

Clark rolls his eyes and hands you a cup, gently pushing your legs aside so he can sit next to you. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever, wise guy.” He takes a sip of his coffee and smiles. “I figured we could have our coffee date here. In private. Where no one can see us.”

“That is what private means, Clark.”

He huffs out a laugh. “I can never catch a break with you, can I?”

“Only when I’m dead.”

“Well I hope that’s not soon,” he whispers, leaning in close and looking deep into your eyes. His breath fans your cheek. Leaning closer, he presses a few soft kisses from your lips toward your cheekbone, and he smiles, before pulling back and taking another sip of his drink. “Now I can kiss you whenever I want.”

You giggle at that. “Alright, loverboy. You sure your parents won’t come up here?”

“They’re both out doing their own things. We’re all alone up here.”

“Alone, huh?”

Clark flushes red. “Mhm.”

“Well maybe I can get my boxers back then?”

“Oh…” He glances away. “Yeah, uh, sure. I can go get them for you.”

You roll your eyes in amusement and laugh, leaning forward to press a kiss to his burning cheek. “I mean, Clark, that you'll have to take these ones off first.”

His breath catches in his throat and his wide eyes find yours. “Wh– I– Oh. Oh, heh, yeah. Yeah.”

“You’re so cute,” you laugh, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “But it looks like you might explode if I say anything else like that. Let’s just enjoy this coffee first.”

He nods eagerly, making you laugh even more. “Sure. Yeah. It’s nice coffee. Really nice.”

You shuffle closer so that you’re curling into him, head on his firm chest. His strong arm instinctively wraps around you, pulling you closer, and he drops a kiss to the top of your head. “I’m glad we’re together, Clark.”

“Me too. If you hadn’t flirted with me on that day we met, I don’t know where I’d be right now.”

“Still chasing after girls that already have boyfriends, I bet. And blissfully unaware you could have been chasing after the boyfriends, too.”

He laughs and you can feel the vibrations of it against your cheek. “I’d have figured it out!” You glance up and raise an eyebrow and he gives you a cheeky smile. “Eventually.”

Pressing your lips to his, you smile. “I’m glad I helped you out.”

“Me too.”

The kiss deepens and you can feel rather than see Clark leaning forward to place his coffee on the table behind you. His hand slides up your arm and takes your cup too, placing it beside his. You chuckle against his lips as he pulls you into his lap. “Thought you were enjoying your coffee.”

“I was,” he shrugs, trailing kisses down to your jaw. “But I’ll definitely enjoy this more.”

You tilt your head to give him more access to your neck. “What happened to my cute flustered farm boy?”

Clark pulls back to smirk and there’s a playful glint in his beautiful blue eyes. “You talk too much,” he says, more of a loving statement than an insult. Pushing you against the soft pillows of the couch, he hovers over you confidently. “I guess I need to shut you up.”

You laugh and tug at the hem of his shirt before lifting it up and over his head. “And you need to give me my boxers back.”

He rolls his eyes “What did I just say, mister?”

“I don’t know,” you shrug, eyes stuck to his toned torso. No matter how many times you’ve seen him shirtless, the beauty of him still amazes you. “Wasn’t listening. Was a bit distracted.”

He chuckles and dips back down to trail kisses from your lips to your neck, sliding his hands under your shirt and over your burning skin. “Guess I gotta help you with that.”

“And my bo–”

“And your boxers, I know, I know.” You share a sweet laugh and he removes your shirt, smiling down at you. “You're so beautiful. So, so beautiful.”

“Says you.”

He gives you his usual boyish grin and gives you a sweet kiss. “I do say so.”

It’s safe to say the coffee grows cold a while before the two of you are done.

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keenzinemugstudent · 1 year

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Smallville Clark Kent x black goth reader

Clark was supposed to take you to prom but then Lana asked him and he immediately accepts forgetting all about you...

"Do my reporter eyes deceive me or is that a smile I see on your face Y/n?" Chole asked Leaning against her locker you just let out a low laugh pretending to look for your science book

"I have no idea what you're talking about Chole." She just rolled her eyes turning towards you with a smirk on her face.

"Oh don't act innocent with me I heard it from Pete that Clark worked up the courage to ask you out for prom! How am I the last one to find out about this?!"

"It's no big deal literally we were both just sitting and talking about how we thought prom was going to be lame cuz we both didn't have a date and that's when he just asked me if could go together." I said nonchalantly closing my locker walking away Chloe scoffed and walked next to me arms crossed.

"So he asked you to prom and you're just totally okay with this?"

"Yeah I mean it's just two friends going to prom together. He's going to be in a suit and I'm just going to be in a plain old black dress no biggy!"

"Oh yeah your crush AKA Clark asked you to prom and you're not freaking out?" I bumped her shoulder caused her laughing and that's when we bumped into Clark who was holding flowers red rose's your favorite Chole looked at you with a knowing look.

"Oh hey Clark nice roses you got there buddy who's the lucky lady." Oh she was going to get it later!

Guys you won't believe what just happened!"

"Hmm let me guess you finally realize that you need a change of wardrobe and decided to go goth like me? Oh oh I know we can be goth buddies! Wouldn't that sound so much fun?" I said making funny poses to show off your goth beauty he rolled his eyes but laughed still having that big smile on his face.

"Thanks for the suggestion but no uh Lana asked me to prom." And with that the smile was wiped clean off your face you looked at Clark a bit confused.

"Wait what I thought she wasn't going to prom but she was going to skip out because of the whole Whitney thing?"

"Oh well she changed her mind and asked me if I wanted to go with her." He said blushing with a smile on his face, Chloe looked at you and you just looked at Clark like he had two heads.

"So did you say no because you know you weren't really planning to go to prom in the first place and you don't have a suit."

"I said yes and I'm pretty sure dad has one at home so wish me luck guys see you in class later Y/n!"

He said walking away from us all you could do was just stand there in shock and wondering did that really just happen? Did our whole entire conversation yesterday just flew over his head or were you just hallucinating the whole entire thing? Chloe tried to get your attention but you kind of just spaced out feeling something sliding down your cheek it was a tear...

"Y/n? Are you okay?" You wiped your face letting out a humorless laugh.

" Uh yeah I'm okay it's fine, it's totally fine I don't even know what I was thinking. I'll uh see you after class okay Chole?" Before she gets say anything you speed walked away from her holding your book close to your chest already feeling the tears escaping, today is just really sucked all because of Lana fucking Lang!

The whole day you didn't talk to anyone Chole tried to get you to say something but you stayed silent Pete who had heard what happened also tried to cheer you up but you just got up from the class room leaving for him, your two friends felt sad for you and angry at Clark who seemed oblivious to how upset you were.

"Clark we need to talk man." Pete says at Clark's place helping him find a suit for the prom tonight.

"Yeah sure what's up?"

"So uh did you notice how Y/n looked today?

"Yeah she said she had failed a math test today and was pretty bummed about it." Pete gave Clark a look and rolled his eyes putting a hand on his forehead at his friend clueless.

"Dude Y/n A class student! Why would she be upset about getting an f on her math test when math is her best subject!"

"That's true..i'll text her later ask her what's wrong she did look sad."

"Uh maybe that's not a good idea."

Clark gave Pete on a confused face and then turn to look at him .

"Okay Pete you obviously know what's happening with her more than me so why don't you just say it."

"I don't want to say anything."

"Why not? Obviously you have a big opinion on it you might as well tell me." Clark was getting annoyed and Pete was too he was there when Lana came up and asked Clark if he was going to the dance and he didn't even hesitate or think about you when saying yes it was really annoying, seeing as you were so happy but then the whole entire day you were upset.

"Okay fine I'll say it look man I'm happy that you finally had a chance to make progress with Lana but why can't you just you know realize what's in front of you and move on?"

"I don't understand I thought you'd be be happy for me. I finally have a shot with Lana."

"I am happy but weren't you already planning on not going and then you and YN had that conversation about going together?"

"I mean yeah but it wasn't serious...it was just a suggestion!"

"Maybe for you.." Clark clenched his fist.

"Come on Y/n doesn't even like prom she thinks it's lame!"

"Yeah because she's never had anyone ask her to prom dude, and the minute the guy that she's been having a crush on finally asked her out to prom you ditch her for Lana." The room was silent Clark starred at his best friend eyes wide.

"Wait...Y/n has a crush on me?" Pete nods his head.

"Yeah and she was really happy the whole day until you told her about going with Lana. Look man i get that you're happy that you finally have a chance with Lana but you really hurt Y/n." Pete grabbed his stuff and left leaving a guilt feeling Clark behind.

"Sweetie are you sure you'll be fine?" Your aunt asked sitting in the car with your uncle you have a smile.

"I'll be fine auntie I'm just going to be at home watching TV or binge watching and any snacks I'll be fine go on and have fun you guys deserve it." You're in Uncle we're going to go out and celebrate their 7th or anniversary.

"Well call us if anything happens kiddo there's some leftovers but I left some money on the table for you if you wanted to order pizza!" You uncle says you have a thumbs up and they were gone you closed and lock the door behind you let it out a sigh you are home alone on a Friday night absolutely nothing to do it sucked. You sat on the sofa eating cookies than suddenly there was a knock on the front door you had to get back up to open it that's when you saw Clark standing there you immediately dropped to the floor crawling towards the kitchen to hide from his sight so he didn't see you what is he doing here?!

"Y/n? I know your in there please open the door." You let out a scoff.

"Y/n is not here at the moment leave a message at the beep! Beeeeep!"

"Y/n! Come on!"

"Go away Kent!"

"Please just let me explain!"

"I don't want to hear it! Just go to prom with your chance to dance with Lana Lang!"

Clark winced at the anger in your voice directed towards him, now he really felt bad he honestly didn't mean to make you upset.

"Look I know I messed up but can we please just talk about it and it's raining!"

"Aww really? Well you should have thought about that before you came here without an umbrella!

a couple of minutes went by and you thought it was safe to come out cuz you didn't hear him but then you were suddenly grabbed from behind and lifted up off the ground causing you to let out a screech of surprise!

"You put me down right now Clark Kent!"

"Not until you hear me out!"

"If you don't leave I swear to God I will-!"

"Y/n please just listen okay?" He set me down but didn't let go I was now facing his chest but refused to look at him.

"Clark I'd rather not listen to anything you have to say right." I turned my face away from him trying not to let him see how upset I was but he just held me closer to his chest refusing to let go.

"I know your mad at me but I'm sorry okay? I'm sorry I'm such an Idiot."

"You're right. You are an idiot Clark! You're an absolute idiot for making me think that we are going to go to prom together! So congratulations you know you're the biggest fool I've ever met in my life!" I tired to get out of his hold but he just wouldn't but God you forgot how strong this boy was it kind of felt nice being in his arms but you were not going to forgive him that easily! You are not going to admit defeat!

"I know we both said that prom was lame but because we were both mostly upset we didn't have a date but I really did think you actually want to go with me!" I hide my face in his chest feeling tears well up he didn't say anything but his hold did loosen a bit but you were to upset to care.

"Pete told me something that had me thinking."

"Do you... like me?"

"Even if I did it wouldn't change anything now would it?"

"It would have changed a lot. Ha the farm boy and the goth girl together who would have thought?" He let's out a chuckle putting his chin on my head hugging me I let out a small laugh.

"Y/n I really really am sorry. I was so caught up on my feelings towards Lana I didn't stop to think about you."

"It's fine..."

"Don't do that."

"Don't do what?"

"Don't discourage your feelings like that. You have every right to be upset." He pulls away from the hug lifting up my chin to make me look at him you let out a sigh.

"Well it's too late now. Well I doubt there's going to be a prom now that it's raining and here I was looking forward to seeing you in a suit." I gave a pout.

"We can still have prom." He gave a smile causing you to stare at him confused

Later he told you to go change into your dress which honestly confused you but listen to him when you got down stairs you saw the living room full of candles and Clark stood in the middle playing a slow song holding a red rose.

(I tried to find a black girl in goth dress but didn't find much😭)

"Clark...what is this? " You looked around in amazement he grabs your hand handing you the rose.

"Seeing as I asked you to prom first I should keep to my word."

"What about Lana?"

"I called and told her I already had plans with someone else for prom."

wow he rejected his only chance of being with the girl he's liked forever to do all this for you.

"Clark you didn't have to do all this." I looked down feeling my cheeks getting warm but he steps close to grabbing a hold of your waist causing you to look at his smiling face.

"I'd rather be here with you Y/n and this gives me the chance to finally see you in a dress for the for first time. You didn't think I was going to miss that did you?" You rolled your eyes than let out a gasp as he twirled you around the room.

"Whoa I didn't know the farm boy had moves."

"You can thank my dad for that."

"Oh I bet that was fun."

We both laugh it wasn't anything like the prom you imagined but it was close and it was comfortable I leaned on his chest feeling his warmth you could hear his heartbeat beating faster than usual

"Y/n?"

"Hm?"

"I hope this makes up for everything that I've done. I really didn't mean-" I put a finger to his lips stopping him and gave him a smile.

"Let's just have fun tonight Clark I really just wanna spent time with you." He smiles nodding grabbing your hand to land a kiss he stops to stare at you than leaned in a bit whoa whoa what's going on right now? Is he about to kiss me? Is my breath fresh? Are my lips chapped up enough oh no!

I closed my eyes but felt a kiss on my nose. I let out a sigh of relief which caused Clark to look at you confused.

"Sorry it looked like you didn't want me to kiss you...yet."

"So you kiss my nose?"

"You have a cute nose okay!"

"Well that's no fair!"

I stand in my toes to kiss his nose back which made him blush.

"There now we're even!"

"You are such a weirdo."

"Just shut up and dance with me."

"Yes my lady of the night."

"And don't you forget it farm boy."

we continue to dance to the music it was still raining outside but all that matter is that you were in the arms of the boy you cared about the most prom wasn't so bad after all.

I have noticed there are not a lot of Smallville stories and honestly I am disappointed because I grew up watching Smallville but This was absolutely fun to write and there's definitely going to be some more on the way just need to come up with some more ideas I hope you guys really liked it leave comments open to criticism and sorry if my grammar sucks😭

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zepskies · 2 months

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Writer Tag

Thank you so much for tagging me @venus-haze! As always, your responses on this were really interesting and got me thinking about my answers. (Here's the original post.)

So these first questions are geared toward Ao3 stories.

How many works do you have on AO3? 48 and counting.

What's your total AO3 word count? Aw geez. According to the statistics page, 1,022,400.

(But I have more fics listed in Tumblr thanks to headcanons and things not yet posted in Ao3.)

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Every Loyalty - (Jon Snow x OC)

And So It Goes - (Butcher x OC)

Never Say Goodbye - (Dean Winchester x Reader)

Break Me Down - (OC Version | Soldier Boy x OC)

Checkerboard - (Soldier Boy x Reader)

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Yes! Always. I love getting feedback and engaging with the people who take the time to read my work. 💜

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending? Ooh, it's gotta be this imagine in SPN fandom: "Sam crosses the line." In which he's in love with Dean's girlfriend.

(Sequel to "You are Dean's one exception.")

What the fic you've written with the happiest ending? Well, most of my stories have happy endings. But probably Never Say Goodbye (Dean W. x Reader). It's a soulmate AU, so very rom-com and fluffy, despite all the drama they went through.

Though I could also say the same of the last story in the Midnight Espresso-verse: In Bad Weather.

Do you write crossovers? No, I don't. I've enjoyed reading a few though.

Have you ever received hate on a fic? Yes, unfortunately lol. It's inevitable for as long as I've been writing though.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Oh yes lol. I'm a romantic though, so it's often a mix of fluff, straight up romance, occasionally dashed with angst and/or hurt/comfort.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not to my knowledge. (I hope not!)

Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope, but I've received solicitations lol.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yeah, when I was a teenager just starting out writing, I used to write with one of my best friends growing up. (We're still good friends to this day.)

What's your all-time favorite ship? That's pretty much impossible. 🤣 It depends on the fandom! Nowadays I tend to write for OCs or reader inserts though.

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will? Ooof, nothing recent. But I finally finished And So It Goes, which took me 3 years for some reason. 🙃

Though I do have both a Jason Teague x OC series and a Smallville Clark Kent x OC series outlined that realistically, I probably won't get to. 💔

What are your writing strengths? I've been told I'm good at dialogue and keeping canon characters in character, which is always amazing to hear! I try my best.

What are your writing weaknesses? Action scenes and smut scenes are my biggest writing challenges, though I've been told I do a decent job at them. I know I tend to use adverbs a lot lol (I'm trying to curb that).

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? So I try to minimize use of this, but, I've gotten critiqued (putting it mildly) on this before for two reasons. Admittedly, I've had to revise myself in certain use cases, but also, there are slang words and phrases in certain Spanish cultures that wouldn't make sense to another Hispanic/Latino culture that doesn't use the word/phrase. So sometimes, it's not that it's wrong grammatically, but that it's slang.

What was the first fandom you wrote for? Oh jeezus, probably Chronicles of Narnia fandom when I was like, 10 and brand new to writing. 😂

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to? Ooh a tough one. I feel like there are so many! I do have a story I had outline years ago now for Steve Rogers/Captain America back in the MCU fandom (which I've written in before). But that fandom is a bit intimidating. 😂

What's your favorite fic you've written? Also really tough for me. I think it's a tie between two series:

Break Me Down (Soldier Boy x Reader)

Midnight Espresso (Dean W. x Plus-Sized Latina!Reader)

One totally took me by surprise by how much I enjoyed writing the series and the characters (and figuring out how to write Soldier Boy/Ben 😂).

While the other allowed me to be a little more indulgent with myself, writing from my personal experience and my culture.

The responses on both stories have been amazing and incredibly heartwarming. 💗

No pressure tags:

@thatonewriter15 @waywardxwords @impala-dreamer @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior @deanwritings @deanwinchesterswitch @deanbrainrotwritings @kaleldobrev -- and whoever else wants to join! 💜

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themerrycaryler · 1 year

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Hiding Something-Clark Kent (Tom Welling) x Reader

A Smallville One-Shot. You've always harbored secret feelings towards Clark Kent, but too afraid to tell him. He's noticed, and after getting his hands on some red kryptonite, he decides to have a little fun. (Been hyperfixating on Smallville, and there aren't enough reader-inserts involving TW's Clark/Superman. I'm here to fix it.)

#smallville #smallville fanfiction #tom welling #clark kent #superman #dc comics #gender-neutral reader

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drarreckyninja · 2 years

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My AO3 Series [305unreal]: Upcoming & Request Info

Upcoming:

Phineas and Ferb canon rewrite with 19y human Perry

Star Trek TOS canon rewrite with younger ages, Jim starting sooner, developing Spock/Kirk

Ed Edd 'n Eddy canon rewrite as teenagers

Penguins of Madagascar canon rewrite as university students

Buffy the Vampire Slayer canon rewrite with alternative ships

Castle canon rewrite with established Ryan/Esposito

iCarly canon rewrite with Carly/Sam

Smallville canon rewrite wherein Lex is a good guy (and Lena's his baby sister)

Doug canon rewrite with eventual Doug/Roger

Rules & Conditions Involving Requests:

Limitations: I don't write Y/N, character x reader. I don't write self-inserts. I don't write noncon scenes unless it's consensual noncon in an established relationship roleplay sort. I don't write beastiality. If your character(s) is an animal, I will create a human AU version (i.e. Perry the Platypus generally becomes 19y Perry Fletcher).

Animated Fandoms:

WordGirl [Mingcallister, Three Cheese Blend, Fancy Ham, Violet/Eugene, Victoria/Eileen]

Rugrats [ask about ships]

The Simpsons [ask about ships]

Recess [ask about ships]

Hey Arnold [Phelga, Shortaki, Curgene]

The below link takes you to my ao3 dashboard if you'd like to sift through the types of works I have written in the past.

And yes, generally, crossovers are welcome.

#my lists #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 #read on ao3 #canon rewrite #episode rewrite #requests open #requests are open #im working on it #im working on alot #im working so hard #thank you for coming to my tedtalk #if you have any other questions #dont hesitate to ask

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uncpanda · 3 years

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Stocks

Prompt 22: Jealousy

Pairing: Lex Luthor x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None, I think.

You bite your tongue to keep from laughing. You can feel Lex’s eyes on you, and you know that people are keeping their distance from him. You’ll admit, the scowl he’s sporting is impressive. The fact that it’s keeping the ass kissers away says something too.

You finish up you conversation with your high school boyfriend, and head back to your husband. The suit he’s wearing is Italian. You slide your hand against his shirt, and under the lapel of his jacket so that it rests over his heart. You step into him, and his arm curls around your waist.

You take a second to tease him, “You’ve turned green with envy Lex.”

His voice is a grumble, “He was flirting with you.”

“You mean, while he showed me pictures of his wife and kids? I must have missed it.”

He rolls his eyes, and you bury your face in his neck, “i love you something fierce Lex

Luthor. Trust me when I say no man here has anything on you.”

He relaxes slightly. And you chuckle a little bit. “It’s not that funny.”

“It’s a little funny.”

His eyes soften, “You’re so amazing. And so beautiful. Sometimes I feel like everyone is just around the corner waiting to try and steal you away from me.”

You lean back and straighten his tie, “The key word there, is try Lex. I love you. I married you. And six months ago I gave birth to your daughter. I’m not going anywhere.”

You kiss his cheek, shoot him a wink, and head back out to make the rounds. You talk with some old high school friends, even a few teachers. When you’re satisfied, you make your way back to Lex and the two of you head home.

You enter the penthouse to find it quiet. That’s not too surprising. Marigold should be fast asleep if Lionel kept to the schedule. You both remove your heels, and as you move further into your home, near the bedrooms and the office, you hear Lionel speaking. You both peer into the office and find him in front of the computer with Marigold on his lap. He’s pointing things out to her on the computer and explaining highly technical financial terms.

You look at Lex, “Look. They’re bonding.” It’s said in dead pan tone. You and Lex had struggled to Marigold on a schedule, but for some reason none of her grandparents were able to stick to it. Not your parents, and apparently not Lionel.

“We need a nanny.” He moves into the room, “Dad, what are you doing?”

“Teaching my granddaughter about the stock market. We have to start young Lex. She’s the heir apparent. Even if you two have a boy she’s at the top of the line to take over.”

Lex looks back at you, with a bewildered expression. You shrug. He turns back to his dad, “Well at least we’ve said goodbye to the misogyny. Can I have my daughter please?”

Lionel’s brow furrows, “No. We’re not done.”

“It’s two hours past her bedtime. You’re done.” Marigold giggles as Lex steals her away. She kicks a little bit and stuffs a hand in her mouth. He pauses beside you, so you can kiss your daughter goodnight. He rolls his eyes, “Teaching a six month old about stocks. My father is ridiculous.”

“My father tried to teach her about wood working. It could be worse.”

“We need to move.”

Lionel rolls his eyes, “I’ll just follow you. No one’s stealing my grandbaby away. She likes me better anyways.”

“No she doesn’t!”

You watch as your father-in-law follows your husband out of the room and giggle. You had married into the epitome of a jealous family and it was hilarious.

#lex luthor #alexander luthor #lex luthor imagine #lex luthor x reader #smallville #smallville imagine #smallville reader insert #smallville version

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chubbyreaderchan · 3 years

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Imagine dating Lex Luthor or Bruce Wayne on a date and before they get a chance to pay their date just pays it before them. Especially someone who may not be well off in general but they are very giving and likes to pay for things or treat the people they care about.

Like they are shocked bc most of their dates assume that the rich man will pay, which is usually true, but they like that they did that. It makes them feel like they are actually there for them and not their money bc who actually pays for a billionaires' meal or coffee?

#dc x you #batman imagine #smallville reader insert #dc reader insert #lex luthor x reader #bruce wayne x reader

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supercap2319 · 4 months

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Could you do Bizarro Clark from Smallville?

Y/N texted Clark to come help him when in a blur of motion, Bizarro Clark stood there with eyes narrowed. "Guess my secret's out." Y/N ran downstairs and towards the door of Oliver Queen's penthouse, but Bizarro blocked his path. "Y/N, please."

"Stay away from me." Y/N said.

"I would never hurt you. Y/N. Look at me. I'm the same person you've been with all this time." Bizarro Clark pleads.

"You're a monster." Y/N said.

"You told me that you're happier than you've ever been. I made you feel that way, Y/N, not Clark."

"Because you pretended to be him just so that you could..."

"No. Listen, when I first came to Smallville, the only thing that mattered was my own survival, but that all changed when I met you." Bizarro Clark.

"You're lying!"

"Okay, yes, I lied about who I really was, but I never lied about my feelings for you. I love you. Clark doesn't."

There was a whoosh of air, and the real Clark Kent stood behind them. "Get away from him!" He charged with the blue Kryptonite in his hands, but Bizarro Clark side swiped him into a nearby wall as glass shattered around the Kryptonian.

"Clark!" Y/N ran to help him but as Bizarro stared at his counterpart. "You spent the last month telling me that you finally felt like we were meant to be together."

"Don't listen to him, Y/N." Clark said.

"I know what's in his mind, Y/N. His heart. He doesn't love you like I do."

"That's a lie!"

"You're the liar, Clark ... to yourself! To Y/N. To everyone around you. You're so worried about doing the right thing, you don't even see it. You don't love him. You love Lana or Lois. I know because I felt it. You secretly harbor your feelings for them. You've always just settled for Y/N, hoping his love would be enough for you, but it was always going to be either Lana or Lois... Wasn't it?" Bizarro said.

Y/N turned to Clark, who looked like he was just dumped on with ice water. His eyes were wide and his lips were trembling. "It's not true. Tell it's not true, Clark." Y/N practically begged. And when the hero said nothing at first, he knew it was true.

"It's true, Y/N." Clark whispered.

Y/N felt his heart shatter into a million pieces as he looked at Bizzaro. "Come here, honey. I'll protect you." He had his arms stretched out and in a moment of weakness, Y/N walked towards him.

"Y/N, no!" Clark cried out, but it was too late.

Clark watched as Bizarro blurred them away from the penthouse and left him all alone.

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #smallville #Smallville x male reader #Clark Kent #Clark Kent x male reader #Tom Welling #Tom Welling x male reader #Superman x male reader #Bizzaro x male reader #bizarro

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ellana-ravenwood · 7 years

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Happy (belated) 4th of July - Clark Kent x Reader

“Can I request one for Clark? Where the reader kinda lived next door but Clark and her have been best friends since the kents found him. And he told you his powers before anyone else because he trust her and loves her more than Lana?” for @brooke-supernatural16

First. This Clark is the one from Smallville because it was requested like so, and because fuck yeah Tom Welling was a great Clark Kent. Second, I wanted to write something for the fourth of July but I was SO NOT feeling it on that day...so here we are, a day later, I found something to still write about the fourth even though we’re not anymore and boom. Anyway. I hope you’ll like it and blahblahblah :

You can find my masterlist here : @ella-ravenwood-archives

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The day Clark arrived on Earth, you were looking at your bedroom window.

Of course, you were way too young to understand what was going on, being only but a one year old child. Already at that early age, you were curious about everything, and had stood up in your crib to look out the window when you saw a light going through the sky...Pretty.

Though you were only a small toddler, this memory somewhat stuck with you, and you often referred to it as your earliest memory, though you never really knew how to explain it...So you just went with : “My first memory ever is of a shooting star in the sky. The most beautiful one I’ve ever seen”.

Only a few days after this “incident”, you first met Clark.

You couldn't remember that day, but according to yours and his parents, it instantly clicked between the two of you. So far, you refused to play with any other kids at the day care where your parents had to leave you because they both worked...but with Clark ? You brought your favorite toy to him and, though at first he was a bit confused, he quickly warmed up to you.

Conveniently, you were his next door neighbor, though “next door neighbor” in Smallville meant that your house was a bit less than a mile away from his. Oh the many times you ran to his house, or he ran to yours...Sometimes, you’d meet in the middle, having had the same idea to go see each others.

You two were so close, that you were the first and only person, besides, obviously, his parents, to whom he talked about his powers. You guys were seven when he described to you what he could do, and at first, you thought he was joking, until he took a piece of metal and broke it in half...Wow.

Being the comic nerd you already were, you got overly excited. Of course, you’d never talk about it to anyone, but Hell, sometimes, you’d just ask him to go “super” and do something cool, just for the sake of it.

When you were sad, instead of comforting you with his clumsy words, he would lift tractors or something. Strangely, it always worked, no matter what, it would always bring a smile to your face. And though he’d never admit it, making you smile made him incredibly happy.

You were pretty sure you spent at least three quarters of your life in Clark Kent’s company...Well, up until you both turned seventeen.

You were his first friend, and though Pete and Chloe joined rather quickly, as the years went by, you became his best friend...but of course, as it happens many times between such best friends, someone came in and ruined everything.

In your case, that someone was called “Lana Lang”.

He always kind of acted like an idiot around her, but when you guys turned 17, about three quarters in the school year...It got “worst”. He would gush all over her and smile stupidly whenever she was around.

What you couldn’t stand about all of that, if we ignored the fact that your crush (you were lying to yourself if you thought it was just a “crush”) was constantly flirting with someone else, was how Lana treated him. Obviously, she only saw him as her friend, and had absolutely no intention of ever dating him...and yet, here he was, Clark bloody Kent, all swooning over her like a moron.

Slowly but surely, you kinda drifted apart, as seeing him with someone else was too hurtful for you.

Besides, he seemed more distant, and wanted too much to be a part of the “popular group”, which wasn’t your thing at all...You stuck with Chloe (Pete left earlier that year...one of the reasons of his departure being not being able to handle the knowledge of Clark’s power...it took quite a toll on your friend’s mind), but Clark was less and less a part of your life.

************

It had been almost a month since you really distanced yourself from the one that used to be your best friend (in your heart, he still was, but the way he was acting, always putting others before you, including that Lex Luthor...it was too much) when your mother ambushed you one morning :

-So...(Y/N), I was talking with Martha this morning and...She says Clark misses you dearly.

Face down on your bowl of cereal, you groaned a response and she continued :

-(Y/N), why don’t you want to tell me what’s wrong ? What happened between you and Clark ?

-Life, mom. News flash, most of the time, you drift away from your childhood friend ok ? That’s just how life works.

-You’re way too young to be that cynical young lady.

-It’s the truth though.

-But...it doesn’t make sense. You guys used to spent every free time you got together, and all of a sudden, you just decide not to anymore ?

-He’d rather spent time with Lana.

-Who ?

-Lana Lang. A girl in our school.

-Oooh. I think I understand now.

You raise to your feet and, grabbing your school bag, you turn to her and say :

-No mom, you don’t understand anything. And I highly doubt Clark Kent is missing me.

She looks at you sadly as you leave your house to go take the bus to school.

************

You turn your head the other way when Clark comes into the bus, and you leave your bag next to you to signify to him that you don’t want him to sit there.

You don’t see his pained expression as he goes to the back of the bus where the popular kids are. You don’t see how his eyes are fixed on you during the entire way to school, as you look out of the window, headphones on, music blasting in your ears.

************

You’re in the computer lab, writing an article for the school paper about how someone found a tooth in his lunch yesterday, when Chloe comes in. You acknowledge her with a nod of your head, but too focused on your writing, don’t say anything else.

Clark is there too, and you can see him with your peripheral vision smiling at you, but you don’t even look at him. You ignore him completely.

You hate yourself for it, because the more you think about it, the more you realize you’re being an ass...What, because the guy doesn’t like you back, you should cut all tie with him ? Probably not but...it’s just too difficult for now. Maybe later, you’ll accept it. But now, you can’t stay with him, fighting off the feelings you have for him, knowing how he feels about Lana.

You were actually about to tell him if he wanted to date you when he started to be all over Lana...Bummer. Maybe if you had made your move earlier...

You can see Clark leave, but what you can’t see once again is the way he looks hurt. Chloe turns to you and you can feel the scold irradiating from her, with a sigh you say :

-If you got something to tell me Chlo’, it’s now or never.

-I have something to tell you alright. What the Hell (Y/N) ?

Finally, your eyes leave your computer screen’s and you turn to look at your friend. You stare at her intently, almost making her uncomfortable and you say :

-Whatever do you mean ?

-Oh come on, you’ve been avoiding Clark for weeks and...well this morning, even one of those stupid jocks came to ask us what was wrong with you guys ? Like everyone in Smallville is used to see you two with each others at all time !

-Things change.

-Not everything.

-Well this is changing.

-But...Why ? Clark was telling me how much he misses you and...

-Yeah right.

-What do you mean “yeah right” ? Of course he misses you, you guys were always together ! The boy loves you !

-Not as much as he loves Lana though.

-Wh...What have Lana got to do with any of this ?

-Really Chloe ? I thought you were the most observant out of the three of us.

-What are you talki...Oh. Oooooooh !

You roll your eyes to the ceiling, and starts to type your story again.

-(Y/N), I swear you can be so intelligent and yet so dense at times !

-Wow thanks. That really cheers me up.

-No but for real. You think Clark has a thing for Lana don’t you ?

-It’s quite obvious I feel.

-Yes and no. Ok I might have given Clark a bad advice a while ago and...

-Listen Chloe, I love you. I really do. But please, don’t get all up in my business. You want to know why I don’t talk to Clark anymore ? Ok. Here’s why : he’s obviously head over heels for Lana, and I’m head over heels for him...you see how things aren’t compatible there ? I’m just saving myself a world of pain here by cutting all ties. At least for now. At least until I...don’t feel those things anymore.

And on that note, you don’t let her the time to answer as you put your headphones back on yours ears, and plunge yourself into the writing of your article, ignoring all of her attempt at talking to you.

Once again, you’re not focused enough, and you don’t notice Chloe’s guilty look.

***********

Three months passed like that. Three long and agonizing long months pass. You ignore every call and e-mails Clark sent...Hell, you haven’t been opening his e-mails in a long time, and don’t even bother listening to the voice messages he leaves on your phone. His texts are never opened either, and whenever he passes by your house, you refuse to see him.

You can see him sometimes, through your bedroom window, walking from his house to yours, and stopping in the middle of the fields, waiting for you. But you never come. You had no intention of ever coming again. At least, not until your emotions were sorted.

At some point, Martha, his mother, went by, as she often did really, being your own mom’s best friend...and for the first time since you’re a child, you stay in your room, and don’t even go down to tell her hello. You don’t want to hear Martha’s plea for her son. You just want people to leave you alone with all this story...why can’t people get that you just want to be left on your own until you feel better ? Until your heart isn’t broken in a thousand pieces anymore ?

You spy on them though, unable to hold your curiosity. But when they actually start talking about you and Clark, and how miserable he is without you...you can’t handle it.

You know it isn’t fair to not talk to him anymore, without any explanations but...What could you do ? Tell him you can’t see him right now because you’re in love with him ? And then risk to really break your friendship ?

No. You just needed time to sort things out. Needed time away. And though you know you’re probably hurting his feelings, after all he was your best friend and needed you and your support, and you were the only one who knew about his powers and didn't shun him away (his parents didn’t count in that of course)...but you just couldn't.

************

The end of the school year arrives fast. Three months and not a word or a glance for Clark. You hope he understands, though the way you catch him looking at you sometimes tells you he doesn't. It’s a mix of anger and confusion...You never look at him long enough to also see pain in his eyes.

Slowly, you completely isolate yourself, and spent the last week of your high school year alone. It’s better like that.

You miss prom.

You make a fleeting appearance at the graduation day, just so that your parents can take pictures and shit. But when the Kents come to your family, you leave hurriedly...

And then, comes the perfect opportunity for you to get away. First, you get an amazing scholarship to a prestigious journalism school in Metropolis, and second, you also get an internship at the Daily Planet, which is just great for experience and all !

The night before you’re suppose to leave though, Clark comes by, and this time, doesn’t even bother to knock. In one swift jump is at your window, and doesn't seem to want to leave without talking...You go and slide open your window. You cross your arms, take a few steps back as he comes in, and an awkward silence installs itself. Until finally, he speaks :

-I...I heard you’ll be away all summer. And then you’ll come back only to leave for Metropolis for your studies.

-You heard right.

-And you wouldn’t even say goodbye ?

-Clark I...

-Why ? Just...What did I do (Y/N) ? Please, tell me. Maybe I can fix it. Fix myself.

You look at him, but have to look away because you can feel tears welling up in your eyes. Once again, you miss his hurt expression, you miss the fact that tears are also welling up in his eyes.

-It’s not..you Clark...I...I just need some times on my own that’s it.

-But why ? What happened ? You always told me everything !

-There’s things I can’t tell you. Secrets.

-Secrets more dangerous than the one I told you ? Bigger than me being an alien with superpowers ?

-Not bigger just...Different. I can’t tell you alright, don’t insist for God’s sake !

Seeing your distress makes him want to take you in his arms, but he doesn’t risk it. Too scared you might push him away. He looks around for something he worthless he could break, as he knows this always cheers you up to see him using his force, but he finds nothing...and so he stays there, in front of you. And you won't even look at him !

-You missed prom.

-Yeah...I heard you and Lana got elected king and queen.

-...Yeah. But she’s not the one I w...

-I’m happy for you Clark. Really.

He’s a bit confused, but the way you cut him off...Well, it makes him not dare say what he wanted to say. Instead, he jumps on another subject :

-So...You won’t be here for the fourth of July ?

-Nope.

Your short answer means everything to him. Ok. You don’t want to talk to him. You don’t even look sad that you’ll miss the 4th with him...it was a tradition ever since you guys were children. The fourth of July together. Watching fireworks. You’d put your hands on his ears, trying to shield them from the noises, knowing how sensitive his hearing was. He’d give you a piggy back ride from the fair to your house, with his super speed, knowing how you loved that...Well. He guessed not this year.

You don’t seem to want to talk, and he understands.

-Ok well...I’ll...I’ll be on my way then. See you before college starts ?

You slightly nod, but don't look at him. His heart breaks.

He leaps out of the window and, turning around many times to see if you’re looking at him go through your window, he’s disappointed to never see you...

Of course he doesn’t see you, your in your bed, crying like you never cried before.

************

Your two months internship goes by really fast. You’re so busy and focused on everything you learn that you don’t even have time to feel the pain of your heartbreak...But on the train ride from Metropolis to Smallville ? Well, you dread your return and can’t wait to leave again to start college.

It’s really late, when your dad comes to pick you up at the train station, and you’re almost tempted to go to bed right now, right there.

Your parents understand how exhausted you must be, and leave you alone...But you don’t want to sleep just yet. In fact, you want to do something...just one last time.

You go out trough your house’s porch, and start walking, the clear sky and full moon illuminating your path.

Your parents let you, looking at you through their bedroom window, their heart full of hope...Hope that their daughter won’t make a big mistake.

************

You wanted to take “the” walk one last time. You wanted to go through the fields, to jump over the stream, to walk that short mile and...finally reach his house.

You stopped a few meters from his barn, afraid he might see you and...you don't think you ever got this startled in your entire life.

You jump in the air and scream at the top of your lungs.

Clark. He’s here. Right in front of you. And he used his super speed, scaring the shit out of you as he appeared in front of you.

He yells at his parents that everything is fine, that he scared you not on purpose, and Martha and Jonathan Kent go back in their house, with a gentle smile on their lips.

-Oh what the fuck Clark !

-Wow, you developed a potty mouth in the big city !

-Haha, you think you’re funny ?

-Hilarious.

There’s a short silence. Not an awkward one this time. And you’re confused by the way he looks at you, his face shining in the moonlight.

-I was hoping you’d come by.

You don’t answer. He continues anyway :

-I...I hope things were good in Metropolis.

You nod slowly, your eyes not leaving his.

-I hum...I missed you.

You raise an eyebrow, and smile. But not of your genuine smile he loves so much, no, of an almost cruel and cynical smile that doesn’t fit you !

-Well, how was your summer anyway ? Did you have a good time with Lana ?

He looks a bit confused, both at your words and at your smile, but says :

-Lan...Why Lana ?

-Isn’t she your girlfriend or something? You took her to prom. Seems pretty official.

Oh. So Chloe was right. Oh God, was this why you didn’t speak to him those past five months ? So silly ! Such a stupid misunderstanding !

-You think I’m dating Lana ?

-Oh please Clark. It’s obvious. You’ve been all over her for almost six months.

-Only because Chloe told me to.

-You d...Wait, what ?

-Chloe. Now that I think about it, I probably shouldn’t have asked her for advices but...

-What are you talking about Clark ?

-”Almost six months”, I asked Chloe what should I do.

-...about what ?

-About you. And me. About you and I. Things weren’t moving the way I wanted them to. So I asked her what I should do. She said “make her jealous, it always works, and also, ignore her sometimes”, and being a bit simple minded from time to time...I believed her.

-...What are you saying Clark ?

-I’m saying, (Y/N), that I never had a thing for Lana. Sure, she’s a friend, and she’s beautiful but...It’s not her I want. And if I acted like a bit of an asshole sometimes, ignoring you and all, it’s because I wanted your attention...ok saying it out loud makes me realize it was stupid.

-...What ?

He smiles at you, and you swear it’s the best thing you ever saw.

-You sure say what a lot tonight... I probably shouldn’t believe anything Chloe told me but...Hum...I feel like on this point, she might be right.

He’s now alarmingly close from you and...HOLY SHIT ! He kisses you ! His lips are on yours ! It’s sweet and it’s tender and he’s kissing you !!

It doesn’t last long though, as he’s eager to see your reaction...He almost burst out in laughter when he sees your stunned expression.

-You...You just kissed me.

-Yup. I did.

-...Why ?

-Because, (Y/N), I realized I was being an idiot. Because obviously making you jealous was a terrible idea, made me loose five months with you. I can’t help but think that if I simply told you how I felt, I would have..;save those five months. Spend them with you.

-How...how you felt ?

-How I still feel. I love you (Y/N). I think...I think I’ve loved you since I was able to know what love was. And I definitely always had a crush on you. I believe that’s why I took that weird toy you gave me when we were just one.

You chuckle a bit, still not quite registering what is happening. He’s holding your hands know, he’s holding them against his heart, and brings you closer to him.

-I love you (Y/N). I always kinda have. And I know I always will. And I’m sorry I listened to Chloe’s advices and made you jealous with Lana. And hurt your feelings. Wasting five months. It was...awful without you (Y/N). I never been able to go long without seeing you because I love you, and because I need you for...so many things. You’re my best friend. But also the woman I love, and will always love. And I’m rambling now sorry I...

You shut him up with a kiss. One that is a bit more insistent than the one he gave you. A bit more passionate.

-I love you too Clark.

He smiles, and you can hear a sigh of relief leave his mouth. He was so afraid he misunderstood everything, and that Chloe was wrong again...He lays his forehead against yours, and whispers :

-Good, because otherwise, it would have sucked. I spend so much time on this...

-On...on what ?

************

This.

This was...definitely something.

He decorated his barn like the prom was (as best he could, it wasn’t perfect, but so, oh so cute). There was your favorite music playing.

Dancing with him, you decided, was one of your favorite thing in the World. Feeling his heat so close, his strong arms around you making you feel safe (and you were really safe, knowing how powerful he was), his breath on the crown of your hair (he was quite taller), your head on his chest, where his heart was beating.

Yes. Dancing with him was now one of your favorite things. And, in ten, twenty, thirty years...it would still be something you cherished above anything. By that time, he’d know how to fly, and would take you up in the air to dance with him, just you and him, in love as ever...But that would be in a long time. For now, you were just two seventeen years old, almost eighteen, enjoying a dance with the person you always loved. With who you knew was the love of your life (and you were right).

-Happy belated fourth of July.

He says, as he disappears for a few seconds and comes back (his super speed of course) in a Flash. Fireworks. He made a fireworks show for you. This man was definitely boyfriend material...His kisses where the softest and the best, as you two gazed upon the fireworks he prepared for you.

He recreated the prom you missed, the one he would have taken you to if you didn’t bolt. He recreated your good old tradition of the Fourth of July...except that this year, you were both laying on the grass, and your hands on his ears were a bit more tender than usually. Lover’s hands.

He professed his love in the best of ways...And he would never cease to surprise you in that department.

From the window of their living room, his parents were looking at the two of you, and “awed” multiple times at how cute you two were.

************

When you came back home, the sun starting to rise, with a stupid smile on your face, your parents didn’t even scold you, understanding what happened (the Kents also called them, just to make sure).

And when Clark came by to take you on a date at the local cafe, and then to the beach, they knew they understood well.

************

Time to go to college arrived quickly, and your heart was bleeding at the thoughts of leaving Clark. You knew that your love wouldn’t suffer from the distance, no, it was too strong, you were made for each other but...not being able to see him whenever you wanted would be hard. Difficult.

When you went to take the train that’d lead you to Metropolis, your luggage with you, he wasn’t there...he arrived right as the train arrived, and you cursed as you realized you wouldn’t really have time to say goodbye.

-Wow ! Just in time, my parents were afraid I was gonna miss the train !

You raise an eyebrow at him, surprised, and a bit confused, but before you can ask for an explanation he adds :

-Oh what ? Didn’t I tell you ? I also got accepted at Metropolis journalism’ academy. Seems like you didn’t get rid of me just yet.

His smile was the most genuine ever, and when you jumped in his arms at the news, it broaden.

Your parents rushed the two of you and your heavy luggages in the train before it left without you, and bid you farewell, promising to come by soon...And you left, heart filled with joy and hope, for an uncertain future...

But as long as Clark was with you, everything would be fine. And as the train took you to a new adventure, you squeezed your lover’s hand, and he kissed you softly on the lips...Everything was going to be new and scary, but at least, you weren’t going to be alone.

And there was no one else but Clark Kent with whom you wanted to share this new chapter in your life...

Fin.

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