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Agony

Me and my ideas. 🤦‍♀️ Here is a small snippet from a big idea I have been working on. I work long hours, so I never have time. Please forgive my lack of fics, I haven't abandoned the other stories you've asked for continuations of, I'm still working on them. I have small little works I plan to roll out soon, so standby for that. As always, tell me what you think and keep being your unique, dark, perfect little selves. MMMMMWWWWAAHH!!😘

if you are under 18 years of course turn yo little ass back around! We do not play them games here. Mmm-hmm gone, gone outside go play.

Now, my grown folks, strap in. If you've read any of my previous works, you know what's up. This I'd deliciously dark, but it's not too bad👀👀 kinda. It's just an idea I plan to grow but I felt it was too good not to post.

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Dark August Walker x plus size reader

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"Come here little one." August cooed to you. You sat with your back to him as If you didn't hear him. "Kitty" He hummed. You glued your to the TV hoping he'd leave you alone. "So stubborn" he said as he pulled you up by your arms. He led you to the recliner pulled your panties aside and slammed you down on his length. You cried out at the sudden intrusion. Your lower stomach ached at the fullness.He pulled you back to relax as he found something to watch. Once he found an agreeable film, he spent the entire movie stroking your clit gently, only stopping when he felt the slightest flutter of your walls.

"Uh uh poppet. Only good girls who listen to their owners get to cum."

"You're not my owner." You said trying to sound unfazed. He chuckled and shifted his hips making you moan and pant like and whore in heat.

"Oh, really?" You quickly turned your eyes away from his. You screwed your eyes shut, trying your best to calm yourself. "Love, I can smell you, and feel you dripping like a faucet. You can lie out loud but your actions..." He said snaking his hand up your shirt to your sensitive nipples. You tried to pull away, but you weren't going anywhere. "Heavens your body is so responsive. Like, you've never had what you need. Denying yourself pleasure, when all you need to do is stop being so fucking stubborn and stop trying to control this. Until then...let's just say, you'll be a very frustrated little lady."

When you made to move away, his arm wrapped around your chubby tummy. "No, no little one. We're gonna finish our film, then, I'm going to read you a story." He said as he resituated your hips, pulling your legs apart to softly strum your clit. He only stopped when he felt the slightest flutter of your walls. You could only fight moans and sobs as he slowly pulled you to the edge, then cruelly snatched you back.

#plus size reader #august walker #smut #dark fic

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Reblog if you think Henry Cavill is a very very sexy man

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So, guys I do apologize for not updating but as of poster says life does not stop and also feedback is super nice. It's makes me a better writer when I get constructive criticism. Then again on the other hand I get commenting can be anxiety inducing because some people can be super cruel and mean, but none of that here. It's all love. Thanks to my followers, I will be trying to post more once I get over this cold. Luv you guys!!!

Your favorite writers have stopped updating, not returned from hiatus, or simply deactivated altogether, because they get no support.

If you're one of the people who goes to X writer's inbox and says "I know I don't reblog from you-" lemme just stop you right there.

We have lives. We have duties, things to do, responsibilities, because a big chunk of us are adults. It's okay that you have other things, that you're not always available, that you might be going through something and can't always read or reblog everything. Writers get that.

But no writer wants to see you tell them "Hey, I know I don't reblog from you!"

They know. They're in a slump for a reason. The reason isn't you not reblogging or supporting them, the reason is hardly anyone doing it.

And if you go to them and wave the "hey!! I don't reblog from you even though it's all you ask in return for your free work!" card, chances are, the writer will be upset. They can't very well point out how tactless you're being, because then they might just be cancelled or called out for being rude to you when you are deliberately being tone-deaf to their situation as well.

Like you, writers have lives outside. Writers have jobs, or are searching for them; they have worries, duties, things going on, worries, etc.

The difference is they sit for hours upon hours to write, while it would only take you between a second and a minute to reblog.

Reblogging is absolutely not difficult. Fast reblogging is incredibly quick and practical, but "slow" reblogging isn't slow either. You don't even have to add a comment to the reblog, an empty reblog is just as appreciated.

Supporting your writers is literally not difficult, and if you as a reader and as a consumer aren't going to do it, then it's totally fine if you choose not to. Your life, your blog, your choice.

But don't go at a writer to remind them "Hey I know I'm among the people who doesn't support you but I still like what you write" and expect them to be overwhelmed with joy without feeling the slightest tinge of resentment.

Likes do nothing!!!

If you're in the position to support a writer, do it. It's not hard.

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NOW...I loves me some Dean okay, but the way they felt in this thread is how I felt about Gal Gadot. I have never questioned myself that damn much.

People thirsting over Jensen as Soldier Boy on Reddit

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So, I had a really spur of the moment idea and it grew. Soooo......here it is. I don't know if it will go beyond this...possibly, but it depends on how ya'll like it. I am still working on my other works but I only have so much time to spare nowadays. Tell me what ya'll think about it, Kay Kay?

MINORS DNI

WARNINGS: Mutual Masturbation, Voyeurism, Mentions of 💨 da smokity smokity.

Dark August Walker × Plus Size Reader

ACQUIESCENCE

Summary: Brandon needs help keeping his family safe while he serves his 18 months with the feds, but having someone on the inside look after his family does not come at a cheap cost.

"I need your help. I don't have anyone else to turn to. I cannot let them kill my family." Brandon said, desperation dripping in his voice.

"Hmm...well what do I get in return?" August said smugly. Brandon could only look at him in shock. This was not expected, he never said he wanted anything. August noticed and continued to corner his prey to get something good out of the deal. "OH come on. Don't tell me you thought I'd save your ass for free. The shit you're in, I should honestly take you in myself...but I'm a merciful guy and believe it or not I can tolerate you. Still, no service comes for free and the help you require, deserves handsome payment."

"I...." Brandon was struck silent, what could he give that could amount to keeping his family safe while he went away to federal prison? All of the fraud and money laundered; the deaths, the madness, the chaos, all those things-all that fun come back to bite him in the ass. Luckily he had a few friends in high places and his sentence reduced to 18 months. Not nearly as long as the first proffer of 18 years that was drastically knocked down to give the right info to the right person who could ensure his safety while locked away. Now he just needed to keep his family safe. "I don't have anything to give you...I have information...I have 100k stashed in an off-shore."

"I don't need your information I already know enough and your fucking petty money won't suffice." August said getting bored and losing interest.

"All I have right now is my family...I don't-"

"Family huh?" August said brow arched and curiosity piqued. "How many sisters do you have?"

"Are you serious?"

"Are you? Do you want them safe or dead? Really doesn't cost me any sleep. You don't have much of shit to offer..." August said letting the fact linger in the air. He watched in sick delight when he saw Brandon resign, he didn't have a choice.

"Three. I have three sisters."

"I'll give you my answer in a week." August said leaving Brandon in dreadful suspense of what he was going to do, and August knew it. He fed off of people's dread and anxiety. Fact was August already knew Brandon and his little tight knit family. He was the oldest of 5, with his 3 sisters and his baby brother coming in 4 years after everyone thought the baby phase was done.

Yes, Mr. Walker was a man of thorough research, and once Brandon crossed his person's of interest file, he did enough research to figure there was benefit to "helping" him. So, August did his norm and got surveillance on everyone in the household. Lo and behold, there was sister #2. The middle girl, the quiet one that was always in the shadows of everyone else. Sister #2 was the heaviest and shortest of the girls and the ladies of the family had something to say daily, and he could see that it hindered her. She was an accountant, even though she fussed about how much she hated math. She was the sweetest of the sisters, and was a bit of a loner, didn't have many friends. She liked to sing and read, and he often shook his head at her choices of literature, if it could be called that. She didn't have a boyfriend, didn't go out much and August honestly wrote her off as prude.

At first he didn't pay much attention to her himself until one night, she'd just gotten out of the shower. Her thick thighs and smooth wet skin made him lick his lips and lean forward a bit. He watched her apply lotion to every inch of her body, and then a big pink toy came out to play. Miss innocent and quiet wasn't so innocent. He watched her quietly glide the pink dildo up and down her pretty fluffy lips, getting herself nice and wet. He chuckled when she could barely get it all the way in, and arched her back for a bit more pressure. He could tell she couldn't get out of her own head for 5 minutes to get the sweet release she needed. He groaned when he realized his pants were constricting his hard cock. He unzipped his pants, letting himself spring free, hard and throbbing as he watched her quietly toying with herself. He stroked himself matching the pace of her toy. He wanted to taste her, to stretch her until she couldn't help but scream. 'Such a beautiful tormented sight' he thought his hand speeding up with hers. She was getting close, he could see it in her face. Faster and faster he watched her go and he kept up until she slammed her legs shut, the dildo still vibrating hard on her pulsating clit. His hot cum sprayed on his desk and on the screen where she lay writhing on her bed. Both of them breathless and spent, but not really satisfied. That was the night plans were set into motion, and while Brandon thought it was a decision on a whim, he'd never guess that everything that was happening to him was a big ploy so that everyone got what they wanted.

So, August let Brandon stew in his pity and misery for a week, and he worked- getting everything he needed ready for his new little toy. He called Brandon, knowing he had all the cards in his hand.

"Yeah." Brandon answered. August could hear the the defeat in his voice and an evil grin spread across his face. 'Got him.' He thought to himself.

"Which one is your favorite?" August asked, knowing full and well who he was closest to, who confided in and who he never argued with.

"Fuck man! You can't be serious!" Brandon said tears evident in his voice. "Anyone but her. I will give you my girlfriend-"

"Deals off." August said pretending to leave the call, but before he could, he got the answer he wanted and that evil grin grew.

"Wait! I....you promise, no you swear you will keep her safe?" Brandon asked almost childishly.

"You have my word."

"I...I'll do it."

"I will message you with the coordinates of where to bring the asset. Once the exchange is made consider out agreement official." August finished and hung up

"Okay, I-" he was cut off when he realized the other end was disconnected. He sat there regretting every decision that led him to where he was, but if he could keep everyone safe he'd do what he had to do. "Hey Y/n!" He called up to you. You made your way downstairs smiling.

"Hey brudda!" You said throwing your arms over his shoulders from behind.

"Hey!" He said with a smile. When he turned to face you, you assumed his eyes were red because he was high so you didn't think much of it. "Wanna go out? I got my stash in the car."

"Hell yes! I need to get out of the house."

"Cool, cool. Um..." he said looking around, lost like he was forgetting something.

"Bro??? You good?" You asked a bit concerned. He looked troubled, you knew he had been having work issues but you'd never seen him so disturbed.

"Yeah...just a lot on my mind. That's why we gonna go get the stash!!" He said getting back to his normal self before walking off to his car with you behind him. All you could do was hope everything worked out for him and you hoped you could help cheer him up.  Once you got in he started the ignition and he hesitated before he started driving. He sat for a long time staring out his window, after a minute or so he looked at you and grabbed your hand.

"I love you sis. Don't you ever forget that." He said with tears in his eyes.

"I love you too, but dude...eww??? What the hell is your problem???" You asked almost afraid, but hoping he wasn't hinting at nothing horrible.

"I think Misha is pregnant." He said as if finally giving in and tell you what was up. You bought it too. Your little naive mind was blown and you bought into his lie and deception. You didn't realize the betrayal your brother had placed upon you. Love would take on a brand new meaning as he drove you too the end of your old life.

#plus size reader smut #smut fic #female reader #dark fic #august walker

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I do this every night, unfortunately, still can't sort through everything because a new idea rears its head before I can completely finish the other.

Does anyone else just lay in bed for an hour or so before they fall asleep and generate their own fanfictions? And they are super elaborate and you just sit and go through it and wasting precious sleeping time. Reblog if u do.

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DEAREST HEART-Letter Three

Hey curvies, sorry its taken me so long to post this installment, these past two weeks or so have been a bit rough, work, life, and adulting and all. I honestly got in a bit of a funk for a bit too. Luckily, I have people who love me enough to make me leave the house to get fresh air. Well here is the third letter from our lovely Mr. Kal-El, hope you enjoy.

Dark Clark Kent x Plus Size Reader

Warnings: Stalking

A few days had passed and while you hadn't been home, you still got the awful feeling of being watched. Your husband assured you there was no way he could know where you were as your mom lived almost an hour away and you only visited every now and again. The police had been watching your place and hadn't seen anything suspicious, not even a letter had arrived. You were trying to feel a bit of relief, hoping that maybe seeing the police around had warded him off, but the nagging feeling that he was still watching weighed on you heavily.

"Hey sis." Your brother said breaking you out of your prison of thoughts.

"Hey brudda, what ya up to?" You said using one of many nicknames for him.

"Lets take a walk, get you some fresh air, and clear your head." He said holding out his hand. You quickly stood and followed him out and you both took a long walk talking and laughing about things from your childhood. You were in fits of laughter as he reminded you of some of your funniest moments with all of your siblings. As you were getting closer to your mom's, you bumped into a guy walking the neighborhood too. It felt like you walked face first into a metal door and you stood holding your nose hoping it wasn't bleeding.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I did not mean to run into you." a deep strong voice hummed to you soothingly.

"No I'm fine, I'm good. No blood, see." You said standing to show him your nose, but quickly covered it as it was still hurting. When you finally took the time to look at him, you couldn't help but notice how extremely handsome he was. You tilted your head at him, because you had a feeling you'd seen him before, but you couldn't place it.

"Maybe we should have it checked? I mean I could drive you to a doctor I live right up the street." He said trying to move your hands to peak at your nose. When he finally moved them, he gave your nose a slight tap and you all but screamed. "Shh shh shh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."

"I'm not hurt, I'm fine. I just need to get home and put ice on it." you said shielding your nose from him. Somehow he and your brother started their own conversation about how stubborn you could be, and the more you looked at him, the more you swore you knew him.

"I'm being very rude, I haven't introduced myself, I'm Clark Kent, I work for the Daily Planet." He said almost on cue.

"Oh, okay, makes sense. I could've sworn I knew you, and I couldn't place from where. Well that makes sense." You said chuckling a bit in relief. You hated when you couldn't remember people, and he extended his hand. When you shook his hand, for a second it felt as if you were engulfed in heat, and you felt yourself get a bit dizzy. The moment you pulled your hand away, you felt like you things were back to normal. When you looked at him again, he had a look in his eyes that made you shiver. "Alright, I think we should head back. Sorry again, and nice to meet you." You said racing away.

"Nice to meet you too Y/n , see you around." He said starring as you walked away. When you both got far enough away, your brother burst out laughing.

"Dude, your face when you walked into him. Haha, you should've seen your face." He said laughing and pointing at you. You scowled at him for a second before realizing how funny the situation actually was. You both were in fits of laughter, bent over crying. Your brother always knew how to make you laugh and you appreciated that he was there for you when things were as uncertain as they were.

That night, you and your sister were sitting out on the patio in the backyard talking, when something landing in your lap caused you to scream and jump up. You looked around thinking it was a spider, and let out a big breath when you realized it wasn't a spider, but a letter. You laughed at your sister for a small moment until you realized it was the same parchment that Kal-El used to write you. Your eyes went wide as saucers and you felt your heart drum in your ears.

"Y/n, what is it?" You sister asked.

"It's him, he found me." You said almost unable to fully form the sentence.

"How? We've been back here the whole time, no one has been here. NO ONE." she yelled at you, and you knew it was more out of fear than anything. You both immediately went inside and told everyone that you'd received a new letter and your husband and brother immediately went outside to look around. Your mom called the police and you all stood around not sure what to do at that point. You were afraid to read the letter, at the same time you really wanted to know what it had to say. You walked to the bathroom and opened the letter.

Dearest Heart,

What do you think you're doing love? Are you trying to run from me? Silly girl, you're so adorable. Do you want me to tell you how intertwined our souls are? You know me, near and far. You recognize me and you make yourself believe you don't know me, but you do. Your body knows me, very well. There is very little you can do to get away from me, little one. I knew writing you would ring alarms, but I didn't mean to frighten you as I would never do anything to hurt you. I love you so much, I hope you will come to believe that. I'm glad you're back with your mom, I didn't like the end of town you lived on anyway. You deserve so much better. I can give you that, you know? I can give you anything in this world all you have to do is ask. Maybe I could bring you where I am while I'm out working. I would love to have you travel with me, but I can't bear to see you in harms way. It would destroy me to see anything awful happen to you again, especially if I allowed it. I hope you do realize, that all that I do, I do it with you in mind. I get sad sometimes, you know? I get lonely when I can't be near you, even for a second. I pull out my favorite picture of you and it makes me smile. It keeps me going and know in my heart that as long as I have you I have something to continue saving this world for. I can't wait to hold you, to feel you in my arms while we make love, and fall asleep. I can't wait to make you breakfast, and have lazy days with you. I see you in my dreams. Did you know you've saved me from my nightmares? Every bad and dark thing I've seen, things that have startled me awake, even though I know they're gone. I see your face, and the bad things fade. I've seen things that would keep you awake at night and make you hide away from the world. I will protect you and those you love, even though I don't love them. I love our family, what we have together. I will be traveling but I promise to continue to write and watch out for you everyday. I love you.

With All My Heart,

Kal-El

You folded the letter and placed it back in its envelope. You let out a heavy breath and decided you would write him. You had to make him understand that what he was doing was not making you feel safe. You stomped out of the bathroom, to the room you'd been sleeping in and shut the door. You locked yourself in, you sat down with pen and paper, and you began to write.

#dark clark kent #plus size reader #stalking

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MUSE WITH ME MOMENT

I have had an idea written down for a long time, but I never got the inspiration I needed to complete it on paper. I almost want to leave it open ended so that you can add to it. Oooh, there could be like a big twist, or it could be a really romantic ending, I want to leave the ending up to you. I don't know, tell me what you think. This is going to be different from what I've been writing, but I just wanted you guys to know that I do have the capabilities to come out of the dark for like a millisecond, its just the dark side man....like, its got a heavy hold on me. I stuck my pinky toe in to test the water and it won't let me go. It's holding me hostage and I frocking like it. As you can tell, I am not normal, or what is perceived as normal (I think?) but I talked myself into finally writing on here because I needed to see something nice happen for me for a moment. I can't tell you how nice it's been to get up and see that you guys like my writings. After the year and half I've had??? This makes me smile. It also makes things bearable when you see there are still good people trying to uplift others and stay uplifted themselves to the best of their abilities. So any way, back to the real topic, if I wrote this story, and you liked it enough to write an ending or another part, would you do it?

(Pssst, btw, I think I might have a Muse With Me Moment every weekend. I think.....idk. I'm tired, its late where I am LOL. Tell me what you think)

#writing ideas #random thoughts #ramblings #mentally tired

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Alittle shitty thing i knocked up

Y/n:Okay i can explain

Sy: explain what?

Y/n:Actually on second thought i probably cant... never mind!

Sy: what? You cant just start an excuse then drop it! What cant you explain?

Y/n:Before you go inside just know that i love you

Sy: oh fuck me what have you done?

Y/n:Nothing bad i just... got something at the market

Sy: The farmers market? Where i specifically told you to get eggs, some fresh veg and feed for the horses?

Y/n:Yeah... i did get all of that and something else

Sy:babe what did you buy at the farmers market

Y/n: mocci

Sy: what the fuck is a mocci?- is that a fucking goat? You got a goat

Y/n: technically he is a kid... but yes i got him he was so cute! Look at his wittle feets! Like little moccasins~

Sy: oh bloody hell babe? We have only just started the plaace- with is a cattle ranch with horses not a barnyard

Y/n: you got your fancy cows and horses and i get my goats and ducks- oh bugger

Sy: ducks?! What the- what do you mean ducks!?

Y/n: shit i was gonna talk to you about that after anal... but yeah we got a delivery of fifteen ducks on monday for out on the lake...

Sy: i cant belive this i send you out for horse feed and yoh get a goat and flock of ducks...

Y/n: im keeping them

Sy: yes yes i know that already god...

Y/n: are you mad?

Sy: at the moment im just thanking my lucky stars you didnt bring home a bison or somethjng... but as far as goats go its a pretty one i suppose... psst psst psst here mocci... come here~ psst psst psst

Y/n: psst psst psst? Its not a cat

Sy: shut up woman im tryna make friends with the goat! Dont wanna get my balls busted when its bigger... mocci psst psst come on

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DEAREST HEART-LETTER TWO

Whooo, goodness!! I spooked myself after writing the first letter. There is a dog next door to my house and she likes to stare out towards the back "alley way" and one night while I was showering by candlelight (blinds still aren't fixed) she wouldn't stop staring out at the alley way. My azz was spooked lol. That being said, here is another "letter" from Mr. Kal El himself. Enjoy curvies MMMMMMwwwaahhhhhhh!!!!

Dark Clark Kent x Plus Size Reader

Warnings: Stalking (This chapter is pretty tame)

A few days later, the whole situation had hidden itself in your brain. You had so much going on in your waking life, you really didn't have time to dwell on a possible prank. Your birthday had arrived and you really weren't feeling too thrilled about it. Your depression just had to spike up and ruin the one day you thought you would enjoy, but you didn't even get to stress about it for long. You'd stepped into your office to boot up your computer for the day, and you saw it. On your desk was a letter, same vintage parchment, but his time it had an Aster instead of a Rose. You stared at it for so long, wondering if you should read it or not. You finally sat down and pulled the letter out of the envelope to see what he had to say.

Happy Birthday Little One,

I wish so badly that I could show you the best birthday you've ever had, but that will have to wait. I know you're not looking forward to today. I've noticed you haven't mentioned it much, and you almost forgot. How do you forget your birthday silly girl? I have purchased a gift every year since we met, I can't wait until I'm able to give them to you and you can unwrap each and everyone as if it were Christmas. Why haven't you planned anything? Not even a free day for yourself, what's going on? I wish you would talk to me. I want so badly to help you get better, but its a one day at a time deal. I was there you know, when you almost died? I was there the night you called your husband and told him the truth about how bad you felt. I swear it was the scariest night of my life when the surgeon walked in and told you they were putting you in an induced state for a week. All I could think was, what if you didn't wake up, or what if they did something wrong? What if they hurt you more or caused a bad reaction. I have seen a lot of things, but I have never been so sad and afraid to lose someone like you. I watched over you every night, making sure you'd come back to me and the baby. Well, you know what I mean. I know that's been rough on you, but you are making great progress. I remember you saying you'd like to change your hair, would you like for me to set up your appointment? I think you'd look delicious with cherry red hair, just don't cut it please. I love your hair. I love everything about you. I know you don't remember, but the moment our eyes met, I couldn't get you out of my head. I tried, I swear I tried so hard to stay away. I'd go for walks at night to clear my head and try not to think of you, and I'd find myself further and further away from home. It has to be fate that wants us together, because there you were, pulling in from work one night. I watched you sit there blaring your music, trying to finish the song before you went inside. I knew you right away, I had never been so....I can't describe how it felt, it was overwhelming. It had to be love that outweighed the hurt, even your "husband" walked out to greet you, it just couldn't overshadow what my heart felt. I told myself that I loved you enough to let you be happy, and I did for awhile. Not one day or night went by where you didn't cross my mind, so I decided to whisk by and take a picture of you, just for memory of the woman I couldn't have. One picture turned to two, two turned to ten. I had to get the perfect angle, but the only perfect angle is up close, in person; like I said I did try. I wish I could take you out for your birthday. I'd cook for us and we'd go down by the river, or I could take you somewhere 5 star. I know its really not your thing, but you deserve to be served like a queen. You are a queen to me. I dreamed about you, I dream about you all the time, but this one was different. It scared me so much, I woke in cold sweat. I can't bear to think about it now, but I know it was just a stupid dream. I will have to go out of the country for awhile, but I promise to still write as often as I can. I love you, so much.

With All My Heart and Soul,

Kal-El

"Babe!!! Babe, I need to tell you something." You said scared senseless. You rushed to your husband, showing him the letters and explained that you thought it was a sick prank. Your husband immediately called the police. He packed you all up and as much as he hated it, you all went to stay with your mom.

That night while you were up talking to your mom, she leaned back and asked you something insane.

"Is that really another man's baby?" she asked seriously.

"NO! I don't even know who this is, I swear I don't know a Kal-El. I've never met anyone like that in all my life." You whisper screamed at her as you struggled to hold back tears. She stared into your eyes for a moment before sighing heavily. Before you knew it she was crying and hugging your neck so tight you couldn't breathe.

"After all you've been through, this was the last thing you needed. I've always told you to be careful and watch your surroundings." She fussed.

"Ma I did, but I don't ever go anywhere. I stay in the house most of the time and I'm always with my family." You couldn't help but feel as if you were being attacked.

"You never know who is watching you." She argued back.

"Ma, look at me." You said standing back opening your arms to show your full body. "All these years I've worked hard to feel comfortable in my own skin. It took me a long time to feel fully comfortable around my own husband. All of these years you guys have trashed me for my weight, the times you all have told me that I get different treatment for my size, there was no way in this world I could've ever imagined that I would get stalked by-by this Kal-El fucker!" You yelled as tears flowed down your face, you could even feel your face strain in anger. "Now this is happening, and I should've been watching my surroundings. You drilled in my head for years that people looked past me for you and everyone else. You drilled in my head that people would only want me to use me, YOU DRILLED IN MY HEAD THAT I NEVER HAD THE LOOK TO MAKE IT OUT HERE, SO NOW HERE WE ARE WITH A MANIAC THAT SOMEHOW MANAGED TO FIND ME THAT I DON'T EVEN KNOW OR HAVE ANY CLUE AS TO WHAT THIS GUY LOOKS LIKE AND I SHOULD'VE BEEN WATCHING MY SURROUNDINGS!?" Your head felt like it was on fire, then all at once stars appeared and you lost vision.

When you woke up you were laying on the floor with a jacket under your neck as your mom and family (that she had called) stood around trying to get you to come back to. You tried sitting up, but only felt dizzier. Your hands and feet felt numb and you were shaking as sweat poured off of your body. Your husband sat by you, fanning you and giving you water. When you began to feel better, he helped you up and over to the couch. He asked everyone to leave you alone and not upset you anymore.

"Baby what do you want to do? How can I make you feel safe?" Your husband asked.

You stared deep in his eyes and remembered why you loved him so much. He always went out of his way to make sure you were happy. You thought back to not so pleasant days when you both argued and said mean things and your realized then and there how much you took him for granted sometimes. Before you knew it the flood gates released and you sobbed.

"Can you just hold me please?" You asked in a small pitiful voice.

"I will always hold you and be there for you baby. I love you. We will get through this together, like we always do."

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DEAREST HEART- Letter One

Okay, For The Better has got me at a standstill. Every time I go to write the next chapter, I get a very "bad" idea and I have to write it in to meld with what I have in mind, but as my birthday is approaching in 2 days and Halloween is quickly approaching, I have developed a very new and delicious idea. I thought up this story in the shower. Hear me out, okay? The blinds that cover the window in my bathroom fell, and I mean fell from the wall, so I had to take a shower in the dark with a candle. Well it gets pretty muggy in my bathroom, as there's not a lot of room, so I opened the window to get some air, well with the wind blowing and the leaves rustling I kinda got that weird feeling that someone was watching me (which I highly doubt). In this story the character/you are a new wife and mom and you've been unmotivated to do normal chores and upkeep due to de pression and anxiety. I kinda wanted to touch on some real topics that I felt may resonate as I've noticed there is a lot of depression and anxieties that have been major high and I just wanted to send a small message that you are seen, you are heard, you are worthy, you are loved. Even if it is in your own world, I'd rather have my own world that I can escape to and have things go my way than keep taking on the pressure of things we deal with everyday. Also this is another Dark Clark Kent. I know, I know, the idea of the man just does something to me. So with that curvies, I present to you Dearest Heart. Okay rant over for the day. Please proceed..........oh yeah MMMMMMmwwwwwwaaahhhhhhh

Dark Clark Kent x Plus Size Reader

Warnings: Non Con, somnophilia, masturbation, stalking, mentions of impregnation. Maybe other things too. MINORS DNI!!!

You were getting up and ready for work, since starting your new job, you'd found yourself a bit out of balance. Being a new wife and mom, trying to adjust, you'd found yourself falling in and out of a reel of depression and anxiety. You very rarely had the energy or drive to clean and sometimes your depression got you to a point where you didn't really want to keep up your hygiene. Finally, you'd gotten the burst of life you needed and decided to make use of it while you had the drive. You started keeping up your hygiene as you used to and cleaned your house day by day. You started cherishing more moments with your husband and son. You had noticed the more you took effort within the day, it helped you feel a bit better everyday. One day, you stepped outside to get a breath of fresh air and sunlight. As you were getting ready to head back inside, you saw a letter place neatly on the bars of you security door with small rose. You tilted you head in confusion and looked around. You took the letter, seeing that it had "Dearest Heart' written beautifully across the front. You walked inside while admiring the vintage parchment envelope.

"Baby?" Your husband asked curiously, making you look up and smile as he and your son watched you.

"Well I think the mailman left someone else's mail-again." You sighed tossing the letter down on the table by your door. You went over and spent the remainder of you free time with your husband and son before heading into your office and logging on for work.

On your first break, you rushed out of your office hoping to spend time with your loved ones. You giggled as you watched your husband and son sleep with their mouths wide open on your couch. You were about to step into the bathroom when you got the nagging urge to go back and look at the letter again. You stared at it from across the room a moment before finally giving in to curiosity and grabbing it. You studied it for a moment before your husband adjusting on the couch startled you. You quietly went to the bathroom and examined the letter. Looking at your phone, you realized you didn't have much time, and would just open it to see what it looked like inside. A very hopeful side of you prayed that in your head that it was filled with cash that some good saint just felt in their heart to give, but you knew that was a slim chance. When you opened the letter, you almost gasped, almost like a child feeling as if you if you'd just done something forbidden. The alarm on you phone vibrated and you jumped, the letter dropped from you hands. You laughed a bit at yourself, picked up the letter, tucked it away and went back to work.

One your lunch break, after making something to eat for yourself and your hungry boys, you found yourself practically lured back to the bathroom to find the letter you'd tucked away for later. You opened it and pulled out a very beautifully written letter, but the first line damn near made your heart stop. You read it over and over trying to make sure you weren't seeing things, but there it was in black in, your name. You took a deep breath and continued reading the letter.

My Dearest Y/n,

I promised myself I wouldn't try to interfere in your life, but my heart won't let my stand idly by. I know this is abrupt as you've never seen me in your life, at least you don't remember meeting me, its been so long ago; but I can't keep quiet about this anymore as my love for you has yet to subside. I know it sounds unbelievable, but I swore I'd never lie to you and I am a man of my word. You might be a little worried as to how I know you, where you live-but you'd be shocked at how much I know about you and it'd scare you to know how long I've watched over you. Little love, I've been a bit disappointed in you. You allowed yourself to get to far down and instead of talking it out, you've been bottling everything in. We both know how that ends. You can talk to me if you need to, but I was really disappointed in how you allowed things to get. You weren't getting out of bed, you weren't keeping your hygiene up, and you weren't keeping the house up; on top of that, you haven't been utilizing any of your self-care tools. You didn't leave the house for a month and you cried every night by yourself because you're too stubborn to get out of your own head for two seconds and let the people who love you in. You were also finding a new lie every week to call into to work, that was disappointing darling because you don't have to lie, just tell them you need a day for your health, you don't owe them anymore explanation than that, but I don't want you to lie again. Do you remember those 2 weeks your backside was sore and stinging and you couldn't figure out why? I'm so sorry dear heart but I had to light a fire in you some way, and I just can't allow you to behave in such a way. I also can't stand to see the woman I love not take care of herself. On another note, I do want to tell you how proud of you I have been with how much you love and care for our son. He's growing so big isn't he? Oh darling, I know you think he's your husbands, but I guarantee he is my flesh and blood, why do you think he stares at me so long when he sees my photo pass your screen. His blood is my blood, he knows who he is. I have decided dear heart, to be a bit more active in your life as I have come to realize that my standing by protecting in the shadows is not enough. It will be awhile my love, but one day we will be together. You, Me and our son. I love you both so much, I promise you we will be a family as we should one day. For now I will continue to watch from the distance and protect you when you need me. I will also be there to talk whenever you just want to talk out loud. Before I end this letter, I want to also tell you how proud I am that you've started writing. I love the stories you've been writing about me and I promise to fulfill every one of you desires as soon as the time is right. Only this time, you'll be able to enjoy it as much as I have. I will be writing again, you don't have to reply, but it would be nice. Keep up the good work sweetheart, I love you.

With All My Heart and Soul,

Kal-El

Your heart pounded in your ears, you forgot to breath and tears filled your eyes. You kept trying to convince yourself it was a prank, but the more you tried to deny it, the more you knew it was real. You sat thinking to yourself, when you'd written a story about him, you didn't know anyone named Kal-El. You immediately started walking around your house making sure every window and door was locked. You wanted to tell your husband, but once again the gut feeling told you not to, and you'd realized that your gut was really on point and that just made things scarier.

You finished you lunch break and the rest of that day unable to concentrate on anything. That night while you took a shower, you kept looking through the blinds to see if you'd see someone. On one had you wanted to see if there was someone really there and on the other you felt you'd probably shit yourself if you really saw someone. After a moment or two, you'd finally convinced yourself it was a sick prank and someone in the neighborhood was being an idiot. You laughed a bit and finished up, ready to finally get the sleep you'd been begging for all day. As you laid in bed, every noise made you jump. Every time something or someone would move, you'd go from the precipice of sleep to fully awake. You had been feeling watched for the longest time and you'd just blamed it on being crazy, but now with the letter confirming your nightmare, you really had no idea what to do. Your mind ran and ran until it finally shut itself down and you drifted off to a very peaceful sleep despite everything going on around you.

He sat in the corner of your dark room watching you breath calmly. He wanted so badly to go over and rock you to sleep as he watched you struggle to fall asleep, but he couldn't present himself to you just yet, not until everything was perfect the way we wanted it before he showed himself.

He sat there watching you from the other side of the room knowing that soon you'd throw the covers off of your plush body exposing your luscious curves that he loved feeling in his large hands. His hand stroked himself as he thought back to the first night he took you. You were sleeping so good, you didn't hardly move. His released his hard thick cock from their restraints and pumped himself as he watched your breasts rise and fall with your breathing. He thought back to the first time he tasted your nipples, how hard they got when he kissed and nipped them. How wet you got for him and how he once made you cum from playing with them only. He then thought about how delicious you were. His fist moving faster and rougher down his shaft. He remembered how tight you were when he first fucked you. How hot and juicy you were as he pumped deep into your soft pussy filling you with every inch of him. He wanted to ruin you, and he wished you could see the happiness he felt when you couldn't cum one night from yours or your husbands touches. His hand pumped faster as he remembered fucking you so good one night your orgasm woke you as you came, as disappointed as he was that he couldn't feel you cum around him, he was still proud to have your body so responsive for him. That sent him over the edge and he came hard wanting so badly to empty inside of you. He wanted to see you round with his baby again, but he wanted to allow you the time to fully heal. He used one of your husbands shirts to wipe himself clean, and he gave you a soft peck on the lips, smiling when you turned away.

"I love you so much. I promise things will be right soon. Sleep well dearest heart." He whispered before leaving. He couldn't wait until you found his next letter.

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FOR THE BETTER pt. V

Okay curives here is part 5 to this installment of the story. Please forgive me as I have been a bit busy over the past few days and I haven't had the energy to write as much, but I will be posting more, hopefully soon. As always, please let me know what you think. Well enjoy MMMMMMwwwwahhhhahhh!!

Dark Clark Kent x Black!Plus Size Reader

Warnings: Non/Dub-Con(a bit more on the non con side), smut, anal (I might be missing something, let me know if I did) 18 and up. Minors DNI.

You jumped straight to your feet when you woke up. The horrifying nightmare that had played before your eyes felt too real, at least that's what you tried to convince yourself. None of what you'd seen was real, it couldn't have been. You mind felt like it was in a tornado of denial, the only thought you had was 'Its just a bad dream, its just a bad dream, its not real, its not real.' You stood there with your fingers tangled in you hair, trying to hold back the flood of tears that were threatening to burst.

"Y/n, what are you doing out of bed baby?" you heard him ask and you felt everything you'd held back break. You sobbed so hard it became hard to breathe. You felt his hands wrap around your shoulder. "Don't touch me!" You yelled, jumping away as if he burned you. "Don't you ever fucking touch me again!"

"I know you're upset, but that is no way for you to behave young lady." Clark scolded calmly.

"I'm not upset, I'm fucking furious! How could you do that?" You said breaking into sobs again. "How could you do that and pretend everything is okay?"

"Oh, my sweet little bird," He said softly. "I want to clear the air on something right now, so there's no confusion. I want to be very clear so you don't ever feel as though I've lied to you. I'm not sorry for what I've done. There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do for you, to protect you. That's how much I love you."

"That's not love Clark, that's obsession and its scary. You're scaring me." You tired to explain.

"Yes, I admit I am obsessed with you. I have been since I first laid eyes on you, but how would you know what love is when you've never had it?" He asked making you gasp at him. "I understand that you're scared, love is scary baby, until you learn that I love you and there's nothing that will keep me from loving you, not even you." He said smiling softly at you. In that moment, everything felt a bit too real and unreal, as if you'd exited and re-entered your body. You reached out and touched the bed before sitting down. You looked around you unable to look at him, and it finally hit you that you didn't know where you were.

"Wh-where are we?"

"We're home, I built this home with my bare hands for our family." He said sounding proud.

"Family?" You asked whipping around to stare at him.

"Yes baby, our big happy family, and if you're a good girl I'll give you a tour. I know you'll love it." He said walking towards you but you stood and walked further from him.

"Clark, there's no way you expect me to accept this."

"I don't expect you to do anything. You're going to do as your told like a good girl." He stepped closer to you cornering you. When he grabbed you, you tried your hardest to fight him off.

"Clark please, let me go please!"

"I will never let you go, I will never abandon you the way you family and your friends have before. There is no corner of this Earth that I won't destroy if something ever happened to you." He said pulling you into his arms and no amount of struggling helped you get out of his arms.

"Clark, please," you said sobbing still struggling in his grip. "You're my friend, you're my best friend. Please don't-" you begged.

"Shh baby, I just want to show you how much I love you." He said holding you head to kiss you. When you didn't kiss back, his hand clamped around your neck in warning, you returned his kiss. When his hands roamed your body, you began to tremble. His hands gripped and caressed inch of you. His kisses became needier as he placed you on the bed. You heard the sound of your clothes ripping. That had you fighting like your life depended on it because you never let anyone see your body. As long as it had been since you'd been touched, you had never ever been naked in front of anyone, never had sex with the lights on.

"No don't- stop it!" you yelled flailing under him. He looked at you unimpressed and chuckled.

"Baby, I have seen and loved every inch of you already, there is nothing to be ashamed of." He said ripping the rest of your clothes until you were bare. He sat up on his knees between you spread thighs and looked down at you like he couldn't believe you were finally there. He quickly rid himself of his clothes and you went into shrieks trying to escape him and his intimidating long thick cock. "Its okay baby, I'm gonna get you good and ready for me." He said crawling down between you thighs, hooking them with his arms. He kissed along your thick chocolate thighs. You squeaked in surprise when he bit you inner thigh.

"You like when I bite you? Yeah? Good, because you taste so fucking delicious and I don't plan to stop until you understand how much I love you." He said giving your fat pussy a deep sensual kiss. His tongue feathered over your clit. It was so soft you almost didn't feel it, but enough to make you jump. You cried and started hitting yourself, trying to remember that you didn't want it and you couldn't just resist, but when he spread you open and focused on your aching nub, you lost total control. You hips began to buck against his mouth chasing that sweet bliss. It had been too long since someone else had touched you and your body craved it. You'd dreamed of it over and over again to have him take control of your body, but being the person you were, you never intended to act it. His fingers found there way into your soft channel and you couldn't help the moans and pleas that escaped your mouth.

"Oh my fuuuuuuu-..."you grit out. Your hands found his soft hair and you pulled. That spurred him on because he started eating you like he was man starved. When his lips sealed around your clit, you saw stars.

"Clark! Claaarrrk!!!" You screamed, your body tensed, your thighs clamped around his head as jolt after jolt of pleasure ripped through your body. You heard a him growl before his hands forced your thighs apart and he continued eating you like an animal starved. You couldn't help but scream when he continued on, everything became overwhelming and even his hand on your thighs had you jumping as your body became overcharged. You tried tugging at his hair harder and you struggled to pull away, until you felt the heat rise again. His fingers found there way back to your opening and drilled hard and fast, making your whole body jiggle until you soaked everything within your path.

"Holy shit, Clark please!" you moaned unable to stop the words from flowing out of you mouth. He sat up giving you his award winning smile as he pulled you to straddle him. He kissed you, letting you taste yourself on his lips. He kissed along you neck and shoulders as he palmed and squeezed your hot flesh.

"I just want to hold you for a minute. I want to hold you like I've always dreamed. You don't know how many nights I've dreamed of you singing and screaming my name. I want you to feel every inch of me and I want to feel every inch of you. I want you to understand that from this point forward you are mine and nothing will separate us." He said as he positioned you on his thickness, making you gasp and push against him.

"Please Clark, I can't-I can't take it like this. It hurts." you whined as tears sprang to your eyes.

"Shh, you can do it love, just breathe and relax baby. Fuck you're so tight, so tight and wet." He said holding you wide so he could fully sheath himself in you. He was too thick and you were afraid he'd rip you if he didn't stop.

"You can keep trying, but you can't keep me out forever baby." He said finally pulling you all the way down on him. You could feel him deep within your womb and you held onto him too afraid that if you let go, you'd lose yourself.

"I feel you quivering around me baby, I could stay like this forever." He said before rolling his hips into your, trying to be as gentle as he could, but you could tell by the way his hands were gripping you flesh he wasn't going to keep his sweet slow pace up for long. He grabbed the back of your neck and made you stare him eye to eye.

"Don't you dare close your eyes." He said as his slow pace turned to gut punching thrusts. He sat a deliberate pace, your thighs were trembling, sweated covered both your bodies. His grip on you hips got tighter and you could practically feel the bruising. You fucked up and closed your eyes and his teeth sank into your shoulder breaking the skin, you screamed and your walls clamped around him. You almost felt like you couldn't breathe.

"That's it baby, I love feeling you cum around me." He said pulling your neck again to keep your eyes on his. Quicker than before you felt the heat rise again. You were overstimulated and sore, but your body wanted, no needed that last push. You were chasing it, and it scared you because on one hand you felt as if you were giving in and on the other you felt as if you could fuck all of you hate into him. Just as you were on the brink of bliss, you couldn't help but close your eyes and he bit into your flesh again and you screamed as you peaked. Clark practically roared, shaking the room as he pumped spurt after spurt into your aching womb. He squeezed you so tight, you thought he'd break you. He laid you back gently and you let out a sigh of relief finally glad it was over. So you thought, until you felt him turn you over on your knees and begin to stretch you virgin ass with his fingers.

"No, not that!" You said trying to run from his grasp.

"Now now love, I told you, I want to feel every inch of you and I want your body to know that it will only respond to me." He said pulling your ass closer to him. When he entered you, you screamed and cried. The gentleness he had in the beginning was long gone, he set an angry pace and there was nothing you could do to stop him. Your screams and cries went unheard as he chased his pleasure. You , laid there crying hoping that it'd be over soon. Clark reached around and his fingers found you tortured clit. A few swipes in had you moaning like a cat in heat.

"That's it my little slut, just like that. Fuck I'm gonna cum, you wanna come with me my good girl?" He said fingers speeding up to a dangerous speed.

"Fuck Claaaarrrrkkkk!!!!!" You screamed as you gushed clamping down, sucking him dry. He gripped you hips and gave you few slamming thrusts and he erupted in you. The sounds of him hitting his peak sent you over the edge and you came again.

"Holy shit, stars." You said one last time before passing out of exhaustion. Clark fell over your limp body and he stayed there kissing all over you and catching his breath. He laid with you rubbing you hair and praising you for how good you were for him. "You were so good for me, my good good girl. I love you so much. I'm going to make you so happy."

After you finally came to, he carried you to the bathroom where he ran you both a soothing hot bath and bathed you from head to toe. Once he put lotion all over your body, he placed you under the covers and he cuddled up to you very close.

You laid there feeling hella conflicted as your mind jumped between hating him and him giving you the best sex you'd ever had. You probably could've convinced yourself that you loved him if the memory of everything before didn't cloud your mind. You laid there fighting hard to keep from crying, but you were too overwhelmed and the tears escaped your burning eyes. Your body and mind were too tired to keep going and soon you drifted off to sleep. A dreamless deep sleep that you honestly wished you didn't have to return from.

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FOR THE BETTER pt. IV

Okay cuvies here is part 4. It's shorter than the other's, that's because the good stuff is coming and I couldn't wait to get started on it, so I went ahead and got this one out of the way. Oh my gosh, my stomach was in a ball writing this part. I wrote the new partner(Your/Date's/Name {y/d/n}) as they/them, just wanted to keep the possibilities open for imagination. Part 5 will posted soon, I will try my best to get on it asap. Alright, as always enjoy. Love ya MMMMMwahhhhhh!

Dark Clark Kent x Black!Plus Size Reader

Warnings: Clark Kent is a butt munch in this chapter, minor character death, fire.

You were feeling really anxious. You had picked out what you deemed the perfect dress and heels for your date. You wore minimal makeup, just enough to accent you features an your hair looked flawless, but you kept feeling nervous. You got a text from your date and walked out to meet them.

"Wow!" They said completely stunned. "You look absolutely breathtaking."

"Thanks, I'm a bit nervous, I don't dress like this often." You giggled feeling butterflies in your stomach.

"Its okay, you're safe with me." They said smiling and leading you to their car. Once you made it to the restaurant you took a deep breath to steel your nerves and went to get out, but they softly grabbed your hand. "Y/n, I promise we'll have a great time." They gave you a sweet peck on the back of your hand. "Now, let me get the door for you."

When you walked inside, you saw Clark and Lois waiting for you. Lois looked amazing and you were surprised when she hugged you. Clark looked handsome as he always did, but there was something a bit off about him that you couldn't put your finger on. Clark couldn't tear his eyes from you. He'd always wanted you to dress up for him and to finally see you so beautiful, he couldn't look away. When he saw your date place their hand on your lower back as you all walked to your table, he wanted to burn the world, his grip on Lois' hand tightened making her flinch. He eased his grip but his eyes were focused on you. After getting seated and ordering, Lois asked how you both met and things spiraled fast.

"So, Y/d/n, what do you do?" Clark said finally speaking up after spending the first part of the date silent. It caught you all off guard and an awkward silence passed before they finally spoke up.

"Okay, so I work at Lou's, the café on-"

"Madison, yeah I come there from time to time for lunch." Lois said smiling and recognizing them. "I always get the-"

"Americano, yeah, oh my gosh you're that reporter from the Daily right? Geez, my mom loves all your articles, she-"

"So what are you studying?" Clark asked cutting them off again. Your smile dropped and your stomach began to turn to knots.

"Studying? I-"

"Where are you from? Do you live here in the city? How old are you?" Clark grilled.

"Clark!" Lois said nudging him.

"What?" he said with an unbothered air. "I'm just getting to know them since they'll be dating my best friend." Clark shot at you, and you glared at him wanting to slap him for being so rude. At one point you swore you saw his eyes flash red, and you blinked a few times to make sure you weren't going crazy.

"Oh uh, well-I don't mind answering his questions-"

"It'd be best that you do." Clark warned and all you could do was stare at him like he'd grown an extra head. You could not believe how he was behaving and you didn't understand why.

"Uh, I'm going to go to the restroom." Y/d said getting up and quickly taking off towards the restroom.

When you saw them make it to the restroom, you exploded.

"Clark? Dude what the fuck is your deal?" You grit out at him, trying to keep your voice low.

"I'm not sure I know what you mean." He replied as if he did nothing wrong.

"Fucking chill dude. You're supposed to be happy for me." you said trying not to snap at him.

"Happy?" He scoffed and chuckled. "Y/n you've seen me happy and I promise you I'm far from it." He had completely shut down any hope of the night turning around. You could tell from there things would keep getting worse, and they did."

"Okay, what the hell is going on between you two? Are you sleeping with her?" Lois said face ears turning red.

"Oh god no! Lois please don't-oh my god where did you get that from?" you said really nervous because that was not what you wanted her to think of you.

"Then what is this? Huh? Why are you doing this Clark?" she asked arms crossed in front of her.

"Doing what, protecting her like I'm supposed to?" He defended. "Being here for her like I'm supposed to? Making sure she can see this is all bullshit?" He said defending his actions.

"Just tell her geez. Tell her nothing is happening." you begged wanting the whole stupid ordeal to be over.

"Nothing is happening between us." He finally droned out never breaking eye contact with you.

"But you want it to. Don't you?" She asked as if she knew the answer, but you could tell by her reaction to his silence that it was not what she truly expected. His silence was louder that the chatter in the restaurant. She got up and stormed out and all you could do, was sit and stare in disbelief. You couldn't believe him at all. All of the hard work you'd put in to be respectful to their relationship. All of the hard work of finally allowing someone in your life that you felt you could trust, was shattered in that moment. Yes, you were shocked, but it became hard to breathe when you realized he wasn't remorseful about what had happened. Your date finally emerging from the restroom caught your attention and you tried to go to them, but Clark grabbed your wrist, he gently brought your hand to his lips. He inhaled deeply and gave your palm a long kiss before linking your fingers together.

"It will be awhile, but I'll see you soon little bird." He whispered before calmly getting up and leaving. A strong sense of dread filled your chest. You could feel a big blow up happening and your brain went into survival mode trying to figure out how to avoid it. Your date made their way back to you, pulling you into a warm embrace before you could apologize for something you didn't do. You felt like it was your fault, but they assured you they still wanted to be with you. That night, they took you to their place to stay the night and decompress from everything that had transpired. They were very respectful and did everything they could to cheer you up and make you feel safe. You finally admitted that you wanted to be held and they cuddled you making you feel comfortable, but you still felt unsafe. You couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, and you couldn't shake the feeling that danger was approaching.

After all was said and done you didn't hear or see Clark for weeks and while you felt a bit better, you also missed him. You missed the friend he was to you, the fun you had with him, but no matter how much you missed him, you understood that things just weren't the same. Clark had stopped showing up for lecture and he was soon replaced with another professor. While it seemed as if he was gone, you could still smell him in our apartment from time to time and you figured it was just his cologne lingering in the fabric of you couch, at least that's what you hoped it was. You didn't want to even imagine that he was breaking into your apartment. Different times, you'd be in a deep sleep and you'd swear you could hear him talking to you as if he were really there. You'd wake up and be alone. It happened often enough that you started staying the night at your partner's place, but after awhile the same thing would happen there. You began to think you were losing it, but you finally convince yourself that you were being paranoid and there was no way he could be doing any of it.

One day, you were spending your lunch break with your partner at Lou's. The day had been pretty slow and it wasn't very crowded. You were laughing and joking around when you heard a loud thud and what sounded like metal scraping and tearing on the roof. Quicker than you could comprehend, the whole roof was torn from the building. You along with everyone else went into screams and panic. You and your partner ducked behind the counter and watched as a man in a black skin tight suit and cape descend down into the café. You were scared, but when you saw his face, you were scared shitless. You gasped and it caught his attention. He turned and saw you with your partner and his eyes glowed red before searing hot beams shot out at you two. You ran and ducked under a table for cover. You realized your partner didn't follow you and you tried to go back to them, but the beams chased you to the other side of the restaurant.

"Y/n!!!" Your partner yelled out reaching to you. You watched in terror as the he turned his attention back to your partner and used his beams to sever their hand. They screamed so loud your chest clenched. Tears streamed your face and all you could do was watch them writhe in pain holding their arm, but still looking to you.

"I've come to take you home little bird." you heard Clark say as he stalked closer to you. Your eyes flicked between him and your partner thinking of anything you could do to save them and get them help for their now missing hand. Clark stepped in front of you, blocking your view of them. He softly caressed your face, wiping your falling tears. He was so close, closer than he'd ever been outside of a hug. His furious features softened as he looked into your frightened eyes.

"Y/n." You heard your partner say weakly.

"I'll go. I will go with you, don't hurt them. Please."

Clark didn't say anything as he wrapped his strong arms around you and lifted you in the air with him. You were petrified, you hated heights. You watched as he looked back and shot beams at the café, setting the place ablaze. You screamed, watching the fire engulf the building and erase the last view of your partner. You screamed so loud your throat burned. Clark used his cape to block your vision and took off so fast everything turned black. You were thankful for the pitch black vision behind your eyes, but it was short lived as the scene flashed before your eyes causing you to whimper.

"Shh, we'll be home soon." He cooed as he flew you to where he called your home. "Its okay now, everything will be as it should be."

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FOR THE BETTER pt. III

Oh curvies I have another part to put up for you. I'm hoping this is enjoyable please feel free to leave feedback, I need it lol. Not too much to say about this chapter except here ya go. I had fun writing more about Lois in this chapter and giving her perspective a bit about the whole "friendship" so let me know so I can improve. Alright read away love ya MMMMwwwwahhhhh!!!

Summary: Clark and Y/n have been spending a lot of time together. Y/n has asked Clark to invite Lois along but she hardly ever shows up. Y/n doesn't think much of it, but she should, because Lois wants time with her man and Y/n is in the way. How will Clark handle the distance though?

Dark Clark Kent x Black!Plus Size Reader

Over the next few weeks you and Clark spent almost everyday together, and you were starting to feel a bit bad that Lois hadn't been able to join, but a handful of times. Clark spent every moment he had available working to get you to fully trust him and you finally relented to having movie night at his place.

"Hey bestie." You greeted as you removed you jacket.

"I was thinking, I want to take you out one day." he commented from his couch as you began moving around his kitchen to start making dinner.

"Uh, no." You said calmly.

"You do realize I've only seen you your uniform, casual clothes, and pajamas. I've never seen you dressed up."

"Well tough luck Kent," You said pointing a big metal spoon at him. "I don't do dress up." You said sticking your nose in the air.

"You don't do a lot of things." He complained under his breath. You held the cooking spoon to your chest and calmly walked in front of him. "It is my job in my life and the next to give you the biggest amount of grief and shit since you made the decision to bulldoze your way into my blissful loneliness." he erupted into a fit of laughter as you spoke in your overly proper accent. "Furthermore, I shall repeat my earlier sentiment. I don't do dress up. Now, Mr. Kent, I am preparing our meal and you shall behave if you want dessert." You said holding you overly proper dramatic demeanor.

"Dessert?" He asked biting his lip, his mind traveling to dangerous thoughts.

"Oh yes, a quite delightful dessert-a mortal weakness of mine." You said in a dramatically evil way, rubbing your hands together as if you'd created something diabolical.

"Oh god here we go." Clark said pinching the bridge of his nose.

"CHOCOLATE!!!!" You both yelled out together, you added and evil laugh at the end and walked like Igor to the stove, rubbing circles on the glass.

"Yes, yes, bake my pretty's and we shall take over this world-TOGETHER!!!" You definitely had Clark in tears of laughter. A slow clap brought him out of his euphoric laughter. You both looked and saw Lois standing in the door way and she didn't seem too happy. You assumed it was because of work.

"Hey Lois." You said cheerfully not really noticing how she was looking between you and Clark.

"What's going on?" She asked folding her arms across her chest.

"It's movie night." You said excited that she was there. "Come, come. I show you." You said getting back in character to cheer her up. You Igor walked with her back to the kitchen making her laugh even though she was upset and didn't want to. You opened the stove and showed her the dessert. "Shh shh, no one must know of my plan." You said rubbing your hands together evilly.

"What plan?" She asked confused.

"To take over the world with CHOCOLATE!!!" You said throwing your hands in the air adding the evil laugh at the end.

"Go, go you must go and prepare yourself." You said shooing her away.

"Prepare myself?" she asked even more confused.

"For movie night. A night of terrifying, horrible, scary-wait, what are we watching again?" you asked Clark. He said a movie you hated and you immediately deflated laying on the floor in tantrum style. "You said we wouldn't watch that one. No wait, its our viewer of honors turn to choose. Lois, you don't know how great it is to have you for movie night!" you said jumping up genuinely excited. She couldn't help but smile because she could see you didn't have bad intentions, but the same couldn't be said for Clark. She really didn't know what his deal was. She questioned him from the beginning when he began to talk about you and your work. She didn't think much of it at first, even when he invited you for dinner at his mom's, she honestly thought he was just being nice because you were a loner in his class, but when the movie nights and friend outings overshadowed their relationship, that's when she realized something else was up. She saw the long stares and smiles at you, she remembered when he used to look at her that way. The only thing that kept her certain that he still loved her was that he hadn't told you his biggest secret. Your gasp startled them out of there stare down.

"I forgot the whipped cream." You said urgently.

"There's some in the fridge." Clark said pointing at the refrigerator. You put your hands on your hips and glared at him.

"Is it cool whip?" You asked waiting for his answer and his silence was answer enough. "Its alright, I'll go get some."

"You most certainly will not. I'll go get some. I'll be right back."

"Woah dude, you're forgetting the cash." You said fishing in your pocket for money. He chuckled, ruffled your fro, and left. "Dude, I said not the mop." you said fixing your hair.

"So..." Lois said a bit awkwardly as you walked back to the kitchen.

So, how's everything at the Daily Planet going? Clark was telling me you were on this really big blow up article. I can help. I can go and get info that way you don't have to and you can spend more time with Clark." You said with a smile.

"Yeah, lets talk about that, spending more time with Clark. How about you back off a bit and not spend so much time with him."

"Oh-I...." You trailed off feeling a bit uncomfortable. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize-I....I didn't know, honest, but you're absolutely right. I'm so sorry." You said genuinely feeling bad that Clark hadn't been spending time with her as you thought. You respected that she needed him and even though you tried to avoid it, you figured something like that would happen. "Should-do you want me to leave?" You asked not wanting to make her uncomfortable.

"No, stay, just....I need him too. Tonight's okay, but just a couple of weeks? I need him to myself." she said hoping you'd understand.

"I completely understand." you said continuing to prepare the meal for the evening. You really wanted to leave, but you didn't want to make everything awkward. When Clark made it back, Lois was able to keep up the act, you weren't. Clark could tell right off something was up, even when you kept saying you were okay, he could tell you were lying. Once dinner was done, you all sat quietly watching the movie Lois had picked. Soon he and Lois had fallen asleep together on the couch. Taking that as your moment, you tried to leave as quietly as you could. You were just opening the door when you heard him stir awake.

"Y/n? Where are you going? Its too late."

You quickly rushed out and left without saying a word. That was the last he heard from you for almost 3 weeks. You didn't show up for class in person, only opting to take the online course for awhile, and you wouldn't answer his texts or calls. One evening after not getting a response, Clark was fed up and he was ready to confront you about your sudden absence. When he got to your door he saw that it wasn't fully closed. He heard your muffled cries and made his way to make sure you were okay. He saw you burying your face in the pillow trying to quiet your cries. His arms wrapped around you like a blanket and you immediately began to calm down and feel better. After awhile when you calmed down, you tried to get up, but Clark held you still. He went and got you a glass of water and aspirin. He made sure you got everything down safely and he hovered over you not giving you room to escape.

"Are you okay?" He asked still caging you in. You nodded. "What's going on? Why have you been avoiding me? I thought we were friends? I would've been able to be here to help you but you shut me out and I want to know why?"

"Clark, really? Right now?"

"You're damn right, right now."

"You can't spend everyday with me and neglect Lois, its not right. She needs you to be there for her and you can't do that hanging around with me." You said trying to get from under him.

"She said something to you?"

"Of course she did, I assumed she'd spoken with you, I just didn't want to upset her or cause problems."

"You didn't want to upset her? Oh right, but you didn't think of how it would upset me, your friend?"

"Clark, are you even listening? Lois needs you she-"

"I'm not talking about Lois, I'm talking about you and me. You don't shut me out like that. Did you even consider what I would think or feel? Did you think of maybe coming to me and talking about it?"

"N-no, I-"

"No you didn't, you were being selfish!" He yelled making you feel bad. You'd never seen him so upset and you immediately wanted to make it right.

"Dude, I'm sorry okay. I just felt so bad that I was coming between your relationship, I just didn't want to upset her."

"Once again, we're not talking about her, we're talking about you and me. I'm trying to make you understand that what you did was hurtful."

"-and I'm explaining why I did it. I was asked to step back, so I did. What more should I have done?"

"You should've come to me! You talk to me and tell me what's going on."

"Clark, yes you are my friend, but that is mad disrespectful and I won't disrespect her. She came first, I'm just the little lost puppy you picked up okay? You can't neglect her you will lose her." you tried explaining to him. He stared at you for a second, before storming off. He went and stood on your patio to cool off and you took him a drink as a peace offering. When you handed it to him, he grabbed your hand in his.

"Don't ever do that again." He chastised before pulling you into a big hug. That night, you both cooked dinner together and sat to talk a bit more.

"Clark, I know you might not want to talk about it anymore, but I really do think you need to talk with Lois. She needs you more than you know."

"She doesn't need me, she hasn't needed me for a long time. We don't even sleep together anymore. I can't even remember the last time we had sex." he said taking a long swig of his beer. You shifted a bit uncomfortably. That was a huge no-no topic for you and you fought to keep the image from crossing your mind. You already felt bad for the very vivid dreams you'd been having about him, so vivid they'd jerk you awake.

"You really should talk to her." you whispered. "I-I have something I wanted to tell you."

"Oh yeah?" he asked curious.

"I met someone, we're just getting to know each other now, but I really like them. They're super awesome and super sweet, and before you ask, its not the guy from class." you said smiling and finally looking at him. You noticed that he looked pissed. His jaw was tight and he wouldn't look at you. "Dude you okay?" he sat silent for a moment too long. "Clark, what's wrong?" He didn't say anything, he just got up and walked out of your apartment. It was his turn to ghost you and you didn't speak with him again until you decided to go back to class in person and you'd hoped whatever was bugging him had passed. When you walked in class, he didn't even acknowledge you and you were hurt. You waited back after class to at least speak to him. Once everyone cleared out you tried talking to him.

"Hey, how've you been?" you asked carefully.

"Oh I've just been, trying to spend time with Lois as requested." He snipped at you.

"O-kay well, just wanted to check on you." you said turning to leave, but he grabbed your hand.

"No, don't leave. I'm sorry, its just...it been a really long day and I haven't talked to my friend in weeks. Come on, lets go to the office." He said leading you back to the back. You both sat back there catching up and joking.

"Well I have a favor to ask, and I promise you don't have to if you can't or don't want to, but I wanted to ask if you and Lois would like to come on a double date with me and my new partner this weekend."

The look he gave you quickly made you rethink asking him that question.

"I mean you don't have to, I understand if you have plans."

He stood stone still staring at you for way too long, then he smiled.

"Yeah, we'll be there. What time and where?" He asked.

What you'd missed was the deviousness dripping off of his voice because his smile made it seem like he was being nice. You gave him all the info and hugged him before waving goodbye.

"Dinner this weekend huh?" Clark said to himself. "Dinner is going to be very nice." He said before getting his material together for his next class.

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If I weren't afraid of heights I'd do this. This has been a long week for me. I just need to decompress.

[eartht137]

FOR THE BETTER pt II

Hey curvies, glad you liked the first part of my story yay. I now bestow upon you part 2. I went a bit out of the way with this chapter, but I hope you like it. The singing part is something I did in class once on a whim, it didn't work as good as I described in the story, I still had to submit my work LOL. Enjoy my little curvies MMMMWWWahHHH!

Dark Clark Kent x (Black)!Plus Size Reader SUMMARY: Mr. Kent said friends til the end of the week right? Think again. Y/n, still getting used to having Mr. Kent as a friend, is trying to be a bit more bold. She's trying to adjust to change and even though sometimes he may seem a bit pushy, she doesn't mind, its all friendship right? He'll back off after awhile right?

You walked in class, no paper in hand and you refused to meet Clarks disappointed gaze. You weren't the only one without a paper but you were really nervous about the presentation you had up your sleeve. You just hoped it made sense. "Alright, looks like we're getting speeches today. Who wants to go first? Hmm?" He said with his hands on his hips. No one volunteered. "Am I going to have to voluntell somebody?" he gave you "the look" over his glasses. Your heart pounded in your chest, but you shakily stood as first volunteer. "Alright Miss Y/l/n, lets hear it." You could hear disappointment dripping in his voice, but you wanted to do this. You took a deep breath, and started to sing. 'Hello darkness my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, because a vision softly creeping left its seed while I was sleeping, and the vision that was planted in my brain, still remains. Within the sound!!!!!!!!! Of silence.' you ended making everyone freeze and stare. "My voice is pretty much the best thing I like about me. I-I didn't think a paper could put in words what my voice could. Th-that's my speech." You said awkwardly sitting down. You'd never sang in front of anyone like that before, you hadn't even joined the choir, so singing in front of everyone was a huge step for you. Just as you'd finished processing what you'd done, the classroom erupted in cheers and applause. You were shaking at how many people liked what you'd done. You really began to shake when you saw Clark clapping for you too. "That's my wife!" One of your classmates yelled across the room smiling at you. "Alright, alright. Miss Y/l/n," Clark started. "That's Mrs. Bankston to you." the same classmate yelled out making everyone laugh. Your face heated up a bit. "Miss Y/l/n thank you for the speech. It'll suffice this time, next time I want a paper. Okay, Bankston, you're up next." "Aw Mr. Kent for reals? Like how am I supposed to follow up an act like that? Besides we're duo. Like ebony and ivory..." He serenaded holding his hand out toward you, making you giggle. "Mr. Bankston Miss Y/l/n has fantastic gpa in comparison, so seeing as your such a duo I would've expected a lot better." Clark shaded calmly, "So unless you want it to suffer any further, I suggest you cut the crap and give your speech." Clark said a bit irritated. The rest of class was filled with boring speeches from classmates who weren't even prepared to do their work. When class was dismissed, you tried easing out of the room without being noticed. "Uh, Miss Y/l/n, my office please?" He said looking over his glasses at you. You inwardly groaned and went back to his office. "So, what excuse do you have for not doing your paper?" "I honestly couldn't come up with the words to describe how it felt to use my voice. I tried I really did, but honestly, I really just couldn't find the words to describe what I like about me when-I just couldn't find the words." "Y/n, you do not give yourself enough credit. You're a very good writer and obviously an incredible singer. You can be whatever-" "Clark, do I look like a singer to you? No I don't, that's why I write, I know my words have more impact behind the scenes." You said with strength. You didn't have to be seen to be heard. "You can be whatever you want to be and you'll have my support every step of the way. That's what friends, real friends do." "Clark we are not still friends, we said til the end of the week." you shook your head at him with a smile. He smiled and stuffed his hands in his pocket. "Sorry, I'm not going away." "Figures." You laughed a bit. "What are you doing tonight? We could have a movie night." "Will Lois be there?" You asked excited. "I can ask her if you want me to." "I guess it'd be cool, but for like 30 minutes though." "Y/n no movie lasts 30 minutes. Nice try though." he laughed. "We'll be over at 8." "'Kay bye!" You said rushing out of his office off to your next class. That night at 8 on dot a knock came to your door, you answered expecting to see the couple standing there but was a bit shocked to

just see Clark. "Hey, Lois coming by later?" You asked, the last you wanted was to cause drama. "No she's following a lead on a story for the front page. She says she's sorry and she'll catch up next time." He said walking past with bags of groceries. "Oh, well let me help you." You said motioning at the bags in his hands. "I've got it, its pretty heavy." "I swear I honestly thought you'd be bringing a pizza." you chuckled. "Where's your table?" "Table?" You asked head tilted to the side. "Where you eat, the dining table?" he asked sitting the groceries on your counter. "Haha, you have a table for guests. I never have anyone over, so I just sit in front of the tv." you said pointing at your couch. He rolled his eyes at you and huffed. "Oh come on don't look at me crazy, I warned you that I was anti." "That's no excuse." he mumbled as he opened your refrigerator. "Y/n, you don't have any food in here." He fussed. "I do, its in the freezer and the pantry." you defended. "Two chimichangas, a pint of ice cream, Nutella, animal crackers, soda, and ramen. That's not food." He fussed even harder. "Okay dude chill, I'm a working grown college student. I don't eat here much anyway I eat at work, and Nutella is sustainable to my everyday existence." You said yanking the hazelnut spread away before he threw it away. He shook his head as he put the food away. "How long has it been since you've had a hot home cooked meal?" "Last week at your mom's." you shrugged. "I'm glad I brought real food to cook." he fussed on. "Clark, we could've just ordered pizza." you said starting to feel a bit bad for not adulting enough. "We could've, but I wanted to cook for you." He turned and looked at you pleading. "Please tell me you have pots and pans." "God Clark I'm hopeless not an idiot." You joked laughing obnoxiously making him roll his eyes at you. You showed him where everything was and he started cooking. You offered to help, be wanted to cook for you. You sat up the snacks an pulled up Netflix so you could choose a movie. He made his way over to you with a glass of wine. You took a sip and dramatically fell to the ground, pretending to die by poisoned wine. He got down on the floor with you and you looked at the height difference of his head by your feet and your head at the middle of his thighs and started laughing making him laugh like you'd never heard. After you both calmed down you laid there staring at the ceiling like there were stars hovering. "You really do have an amazing voice." Clark said cutting the peaceful silence. You couldn't help but smile. "Thanks....friend." You said nudging him in his thigh with your elbow. You both stayed silent until you gasped making him almost jump out of his skin. "What?" he said worried. "Can I sing at you and Lois' wedding?" You asked catching him off guard. "Oh come on, you love her, I can see it, " You said sitting up and smiling down at him. "and you both look so beautiful together." You stood tall and put your hands on your hips in "Superman" fashion. "Since I'm your friend I give her the golden stamp of, put a ring on it!" You said holding out your thumb. "Okay, I'm picking gonna pick the movie." You said marching to the couch. "That's not fair, I'm cooking I should get to pick the movie." He standing to check on his food. "We could've ordered pizza." You rebutted. "I'm your guest." he shot back with a shit eating grin. "Shit! Fine, you get to pick the movie." "Well I'll pick it after we eat." "Aww what? The tv's right there." You pointed. He looked over his glasses at you. "I don't even have a table." you argued. "You've got an argument for everything don't you?" He said chuckling. "You've got a coffee table, we'll make it work. Do you have a candle?" He said looking around before looking at you. You were there with your hands on your hips, looking at him like-'you know damn well.' He shook his head at your for the millionth time making you giggle a bit. He set the table and poured you another glass of wine. "You know this stuff gets better the more you

drink it." You said gulping the glass down and holding it out for more. "Mm-hmm." He agreed taking a sip of his own while pouring you more. You took a bite of you food, you immediately stood and clapped. "You were right, this is way better than pizza, although pizza is still good, this is amazing. "So what genre do you like most?" He asked. "Horror, I don't know why I watch it though, I always spook myself afterwards." "Okay so no horror." "No, wait please? I won't get scared tonight I promise. I mean unless you want to watch cartoons?" "We'll watch something scary." "Yaaaaay!!!!" you cheered and went to reach for the remote to your tv. "Ah, after we finish dinner and clean up." "Deal!" You said a bit excited. Once dinner was done and you'd both cleaned, even though you told him you'd do all the cleaning, he still helped. Afterwards you both sat and watched a scary movie that had you stress eating and jumping every two seconds. After that movie ended, Clark suggested another movie to help you not feel so spooked. You'd lost count of how many glasses of wine you'd had and you were feeling tipsy and tired. "Hey friend?" You hummed. "Hm?" "I fuckin hate to admit this, but I'm drunk. I'm glad we're friends. You better be glad too." you fussed at him. "I am glad," he laughed, "I really am." He said staring at you. "Good, cause you're the only person I can tolerate. Oh, and Lois....oh and that your mom, I really like your mom....oh and that cute guy from class." you giggled making Clark roll his eyes in disgust. "Y/n please." "What? He's cute, he's an idiot, that doesn't change that he's cute." You said looking at your phone. Your eyes grew big as you saw the time. "Dude its past midnight. Don't you need get home and rest for lecture?" He stared at you for a moment and you could tell he didn't want to go home, but you both knew he had to. "Yeah I'm sure I could use some rest." He said getting up to leave. You tried to get him to take the rest of the food he'd bought with him, but he refused. "Well thanks for dinner's meals and be safe. Do you need me to walk you out?" "Absolutely not, how about I see you off to bed?" "I look five to you? Don't even answer that." You sassed. He laughed and gave you a long hug, telling you how proud of you he was for using your voice and for letting him be your friend. You squirmed out of his arms pretending it was burning you. He ruffled your fro' and you gave him a playful nudge out the door. That night as you laid in bed trying to fall asleep, you kept thinking about Clark and no matter how hard you tried to shake it you couldn't help but fawn over him and how close you both had gotten so fast. 'Girl puh-lease, he's got Lois, she's beautiful and thin. He's happy with her and there's no way he'd even bat an eye at you like that. Don't even get it twisted.' you scolded yourself internally. You couldn't allow yourself to catch feelings for him that way because you knew you'd only end up with hurt feelings. You also didn't want to break up a happy relationship. 'How'd he know I needed groceries though?' you thought to yourself, 'Maybe just a hunch.' you dismissed. Soon with your mind going in 50 different directions, you were tired enough to fall asleep. "Goodnight little bird." Clark said as he watched you finally drift off to sleep. He wondered what thoughts plagued your brain that kept you awake. He hoped you'd thought of him. After making sure every inch of you apartment was safe inside and out he felt satisfied enough to go home and get a bit of rest. 'No harm in making sure she's safe' he thought as he finally took off. 'I'll always make sure she's safe.'

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