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shotgunbunny · 1 year
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{dark!clark kent X camgirl!reader}
{warnings!!! Age gap not specified but there is one!! Masturbation!! Exhibition?! Smut!! DUBCON/NONCON!! Dirty talk!! Breeding kink!! Stalking!! Mentions of murder!! Seems like a sweetheart but he isn't Clark!! Lois bashing!! Threats!!! Stockholm Syndrome!!!}
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Clark was absolutely baffled by you. You were a puzzle that he couldn't figure out and he was absolutely obsessed with the game. You challenged him without knowing. You challenged his control, his nobility, his very will of remaining good. But he was a simple bat of eyelashes away from snapping and ruining his reputation.
You worked with him in the office. While he worked on the small sports articles you worked beside him on small fashion articles. You put your heart into every little report on the newest line of shoes coming out, and every fashion tip that was current floating around. Clark often would allow himself to stare at you typing, your bottom lip wedged between your teeth until you realised the cliché you were doing. You would blink and giggle quietly and then head back to typing after your small mental break.
Clark took in the sparkle of your eyes everytime, how they lit up over your cliché and how romance books had bled it's terribly cute habits into your actions. He was hypnotized with every giggled behind your small hands, every strand of hair that you swept out of your face. He was just entranced in you, he had been the day he first met you.
He remembers so clearly how Lois teased him and how he rolled his eyes at her. He did enjoy her company but she could not hold a firey candle to your sun light beaming on him. Clark almost considered her his muse at one point, but then he stumbled upon you and he was ignited with a vigor for humanity like never before. Lois was bitter at first from loosing his attention but when she started receiving threats and dead birds on her doorstep she soon stopped, far too consumed in her own fear to try and ruin Clarks love.
It was worth it. Everything was. Clark had everything where he wanted and soon you'd be his, but for now he would stare at you working and as he drowned in your beauty he felt himself slip into daydreams of when you first met.
Clark had been working particularly hard all night saving Metrocity from villains that seemed to linger around every corner. And when he was finally done defeating the wrong doers, he realised he had to get to work, so he bolted home and changed out of Superman and into Clark Kent. He let out a huff, feeling exhausted already, his limbs ached slightly and his body craved sleep.
He headed to work, stopping once for a bagel and a coffee before quicky paying and shooting back into the street eager to get to work on time. As he entered the elevator he let out a sigh and soon a yawn slipped past his lips. As the doors opened he slowly headed to his desk and drank his coffee, desperate to consume it so that it could provide him with energy. As he sat down he turned to his left and saw the usually empty desk, not empty. Infact it was almost as if there was someone who moved into the booth. He furrowed his brows and his answers were quickly met when he scanned the area and saw Perry leading a girl out.
"Attention everyone, this is our new employee Y/N. She'll be working on the fashion section. Treat her kindly, that's all. Get back to work." The words echoed around the area and Clark felt his heart race. You were going to sit next to him. A smile graced his lips as he saw you gracefully walk to your desk. You sat down and turned to look at Clark. He smiled, drinking in the familiarity of your eyes. They were so beautiful he was able to recognize them anywhere from in person to online. He held a steady hand out to you and you smiled, your cheeks raising and blushing over how polite the handsome co-worker was.
He couldn't help himself from trying to provoke you so he stared fully into you eyes, allowing himself to drown in your attention. "I feel like I've seen you somewhere before." He noted your heart racing before it slowed down. You stared at him, a smile still gracing your lips and you blinked slowly before turning to your computer. You glanced at him before gracing him with your voice in person, "You might have, you might not have. Who cares? We're here now." You flashed him a smile with teeth completely wiping him out. He was absolutely smitten with you. Ever since he saw you online he knew, you were utterly perfect.
He returned your toothy smile with his own before speaking, "You're absolutely correct. We are here now and I am absolutely ecstatic to have a booth partner. I hope you're ready for my to grumble over the Chiefs loosing." You giggled at him, and then began getting on with work allowing idle natter to float between you two. All the while Lois stared at you both, seeing the charm oozing off Clark and how you repaid it with your giggles and smiles. She was absolutely furious, how dare this little bimbo steal his attention, she had known Clark longer and been through more than you could ever know with him.
You smiled at him and giggled, you were accepting his flirts and you accepted them with pride. Clark knew that. He could tell with the way your eyes sparkled. Which is why he decided to shower you with his shy comments everyday at work. Commenting how pretty your eyes were, how cute your dress was all with rosy cheeks and a small stutter. It was worth his awkward stuttering to see you beam with pride just from his words.
Today was no different, he had told you how great you looked but ofcourse in his own way. "You look- stunning- I mean f-fantastic." And you did, your lips glossed and plump, your cheeks lightly blushed with pretty eyelashes that made you eyes look magnificent. You giggled bringing a hand up and hiding your giggle behind it but he heard it regardless and was swimming in adoration from the sound.
After a full day of working and using his charm on you, he had distinguished your real blush from your makeup blush and that alone filled his ego. He made you blush. As you both headed for the elevator, you pulled your phone out and began typing. All the while, Clark, you and Lois as well as a few other co workers stuffed into the small space. When you put your phone back in your pocket, Clark felt his vibrate. He pulled it out and saw your notification to the public.
'Tonight at 8 cst! Prepare yourself angels, I am dripping from work.'
Clark smirked. He made you blush and he made you wet. He knew that ofcourse, he could smell your sweet juice from where he sat, but seeing you openly say you were dripping from work made his cock stir. The elevator stopped on the last floor and opened. Everyone promptly said goodbye, Clark flashed you a wink and a smile and you looked down blushing before heading home. He watched you rush away, God you were cute.
"You know Smallville, why not make a move?" Clark turned his head, his eyes still focused on you. "The times not right. Did you get in touch with Superman yet? See if he'll help you?" Lois heaved a sigh and shook her head, "He won't even try and see me anymore, but the dead animals have finally stopped and the threats are slowly stopping too." Clark nodded. Ofcourse Superman wouldn't see her anymore, he had someone else to watch. It was true he had stopped his extreme threats but that's due to Lois calming down and accepting the fact that he was very inlove with you.
And with that Clark walked away, excitement coursing through his veins for tonight. Soon he was gonna break, and if tonight was any good, he was going to break so incredibly quick and then snap you up without a second thought.
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Today had been such a good day at work. You finished your article and Perry loved it, well he loved how it was written. And Clark kept flirting with you. So much that you were sure if he called you pretty one more time your heart would have exploded from how much it was beating. You did have an enormous crush on Clark, he was such a gentleman and it definitely helped how beautiful he was. His chiseled jaw and his hypnotic blue eyes always lulled you into staring at his beautiful face. You sighed, as much as you'd love to date him, you knew some of his views were a little outdated and if you told him about your second job he would be absolutely disgusted by you.
It didn't bother you, it just annoyed you. Many men in the world watched porn yet the second their partner suggested doing it they would often grimace and grumble. But you didn't care, the extra money was amazing and the thrill of being watched by so many people was enchanting. You remember one time after you had just cum and ended your stream, you were cleaning yourself up, clad only in a dressing gown when Superman appeared on your balcony.
Your heart jumped in your throat, scared of what might happen when suddenly he furrowed his brows and stared at you concern swirling in his eyes. "Is everything okay here? I heard screams." You blushed looking down, Superman had heard you cumming! Shame filled you veins and you mumbled out to him, "Yes I'm fine. I'm so sorry it was um my um pleasured noises. I'm a cam girl." Your heart was racing after telling the literal alien your job. You peaked up from the floor and saw his eyes widen and then a soft smile coat his lips, a light blush appearing on the tips of his ears. "It's absolutely fine angel. Just as long as you're okay. I'm sorry for disturbing you." And with that he flew off.
After that you decided that you needed a job and that when you joined The Daily Planet. You didn't see Superman after that incident except for on the news and you felt relieved knowing that he didn't say anything or harass you. Infact you didn't even think he cared. You smiled, he was a good man.
You got changed out of your dress and took your soaked panties off and threw them on the wash. You changed into a lace lingerie and put a sheer dressing gown on. You had eaten dinner and done your chores, so now it was time for some fun. You pulled out your vibrator and dildo and placed them next to you on your bed. You set your laptop up in the perfect place and got ready for the stream. When you started it, you saw many fill in, but decided for the first five minutes to moisturise your legs while you waited for any sticklers to join.
After you were done you smiled at the camera. "Hi there everyone. I have been so wet all day. I woke up from a naughty dream about a certain flying superhero and then I had to go to work where a co worker got my panties soaked!" You said it all with a sultry voice making sure to purse your lips and push your tits together to look pretty in the camera while saying the naughtiest things. You looked at the comments and blushed.
s.man.kent: God what a naughty slut, both of those men deserve to ruin your tight holes.
filth.y.lover: you should sell those dirty underwear
want.to.fucck: god I am so fuckin hard for you.
dirtyyy.daddyyy: get on with it you dirty slut.
You slowly slid your gown off revealing more flesh to your watchers. You got on your knees and played with the band of your panties before you slid your hands up to your tits and squeezed them in the bra. You then pulled it off watching the tips roll in. You smiled and then pinched your nipples seeing them harden behind the fabric, you saw how desperate the men were so you unstrapped your bra and let your breasts out with a fake gasp knowing that everyone that was watching thrived on your sounds. You threw your bra on the floor and stared at the camera, slowly bringing you hands up to cup your tits letting out a moan when you rubbed your thumb over your nipples.
You then decided it was time to get into the main event, and brought your panties down showing your wet, little pussy to everyone, you moaned and slapped your cunt making sure everyone heard how wet you were. You smiled coyly at the camera, a blush coating your cheeks before you reached for your dildo and started to grind against it all while making little sighs and fluttering your eyes giving the illusion of intense pleasure when in reality it was just a tiny buzz. Once the toy was soaking you lined the head up and slowly thrusted up with a loud erotic moan. You slowly started thrusting faster watching all the tips fly in.
You reached out and grabbed your vibe placing it firmly on your clit before flicking it on and whining over the buzz. You turned the vibrations up until your thighs were shaking, you knew you were close to cumming and decided to thrust a little faster making your eyes roll back and pornographic moans to pour out of your soft lips. "I'm gonna cum-" You moaned loudly and convulsed feeling pleasure swipe over you. You layed there, sweating you vibrator laying on the bed still buzzing and your pussy still hugging onto the dildo. You pulled yourself up and turned your vibrator off, and slowly slid your toy out. You smiled, a heavy blush on your cheeks, "Thank you everyone for joining me today, I'll definitely buy some new toys." You giggled and winked before ending the stream.
You sighed and took a shower needing to clean your thighs up. After you were finished you went to check your phone and saw texts from Perry.
'Interview with Superman tomorrow at 2pm. Get something good out of him.'
Your eyebrows knitted and you stared confused. Why were you getting the interview and not Lois. Did he remember you and was finally about to shame you? Your heart skipped a beat. Oh god what if he was going to expose you. With a shaky sigh you prepared yourself for tomorrow and headed to bed.
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You left out a sigh, your nerves were acting up severely. This was going to be the biggest story ever and you were chosen. It didn't even fit you, you knew nothing about him! You worked in the fashion department for God's sake! When you asked Perry about this weird choice he said that Superman had requested you himself. You felt your heart race at what could happen and with no Clark around to help you calm down, you were melting in fear.
You made it to the rooftop where a table and 2 chairs were, you headed over to it and set up your notes and your recorder. You heard a 'whoosh'. You didn't need to turn to know who it was. Your heart raced with everyone heavy step that walked to the chair opposite you. You stared at him, taking in his muscular form in his suit and bringing your eyes up to his face as he sat down. He smiled at you. He then opened his mouth and spoke softly and you felt calm settle into your heart, "I do apologise if I have scared you, but Lois has been stalking me and I didn't want to be interviewed by someone who constantly wanted me involved in her personal life."
You felt your heart calm yet your mind started turning faster at hearing his voice. You smiled at him nodding, "I will admit I was incredibly confused as to why. I was scared you were going to say something about our last meeting." A dark look glazed over Superman's eyes and a smirk took over his face. "Oh angel, what makes you think I'm not going to?" You laughed awkwardly thinking he was joking. Yet when he stood up and shoved his chair back, you began to panic. You eyes widened as he stood straight, the power radiating off him was so intimidating that it caused fear to run into your veins.
"After our first meeting I was desperate for more of you. I heard you, and then I smelt you," He appeared before you and sniffed your hair making you shiver and let out a cry. "God your little pussy smelt divine, every part of you smelt perfect. I knew though that if I appeared to you again as Superman you'd be terrified so I did something better." You stared up at the hero, horror filling your heart as you saw the dark side of him. You stood up and took an unsteady step back. He chuckled at you, "You can't outrun me. So be a good girl and sit down and listen to me, and I'll be gentle with you. Got it?" You gulped your terror down, tears gathering in your eyes, a shaky whisper leaving your throat, "G-got it."
You sat down, soon Superman's large hands held your face, his thumb gently wiping away your tears. "Good girl. You see I thought if you were a cam girl it meant you'd have no idea who was watching and luckily for you, I was one of them. You made my cock so hard yesterday telling the stream that I made your cute little panties wet." You shook, it shouldn't have scared you. Afterall you agreed to let the word see you naked but the fact that someone who you knew was watching made your skin crawl.
He tilted your head up and stared up at him. "But the best part was interacting with you nearly every day baby. Look into my eyes, you know them." You stared into his blue orbs and slowly you felt your heard stop. "Clark?" He smiled brightly at you. "Smart girl! That's right! I've been beside you this whole time, and God hasn't it been wonderful, don't you think we'd be better together though?" You shook your head, "Clark this is crazy!"
"Crazy?! What's crazy is dealing with your fucking scent every day, thinking about you bouncing on my cock! I've gone insane just thinking about you being mine! I've done terrible things for you!". Your heart hammered as his eyes slowly glowed red in anger. "All the innocent blood on my hands is your fault. I've killed so many men just because they dared look at your naked body." You stared at him, tears trickling down your face. "Please-Clark."
He rolled his eyes and picked you up, before flying quickly to his house. He threw you on his bed. He locked all the doors and windows before heading back to you. You let out a sob, as he began stripping out of his suit. You saw his tone body be revealed inch by inch, knowing second by second your fate was sealed and you couldn't fight it. You stared as his hard cock sprang free. He stared at you with a hungry look before he quickly tore your dress off.
He eagerly started kissing you, making you hiss at how hard he pressed his lips to yours. You knew your lips would be bruised by his strength. His lips slowly descended down your body, making sure to leave his mark every step of the way. You felt his smile as he was at the valley of your breasts. Your heart raced and soon you let out a gasp as Clark took a nipple between his lips and suckled on it. You felt his tongue circle your hard bud and you arched your back. He smirked and bit your nipple gently. He then descended upon the other, making sure your breasts were drowning in pleasure.
He moved his large hand between your legs finding you soaked. He let out a groan and you soon felt his cock slide along your slit, you closed your eyes. He felt huge and that was from simply feeling the tip being dragged against your folds. Your felt him place his huge tip against your clit and he began humping, you gasped at the pleasure. Your hands flew around his shoulders and your wrapped your legs around his waist.
"God you're such a good slut. I knew this pussy was divine, it's so sensitive for me isn't it. Good. It means it will milk my cock. We want that baby, we want you to accept all my cum so you can be swollen with my child. Fuckin show everyone that you're mine."
He chuckled and gave a few more thrusts before he pulled his cock away. You opened your eyes and stared up into his. He looked amused before he leaned down and gently encased your lips in his. He soon began to push the tip of his cock into your small hole. He let out a groan while you whined, your nails digging into his bag and he slowly wedged himself into your cunt. You felt the tip pop in and then the rest of him thrusted in fast. You wailed at the size of him and he cooed down at you.
"Fuck, did so good baby. Taken my cock so well. Took every inch like a good girl. Doesn't it feel nice to be filled. Just wait your gonna be properly filled soon. Fuck your cunt is so fucking tight and warm. I'm in heaven."
He slowly started thrusting, dragging against your tight wet walls. You panted at the feeling, he lowered his forehead down onto yours whispering filthy words as he slowly adjusted you to his cock. Molding your pussy to his dick. He groaned as he felt yourself get wetter. He started to increase the speed of his thrusts.
He brought a big hand down to your button and began circling it vigorously, all while he breathed hard down on you mixed with grunts and groans. You moans egged him on and soon he began pounding your little pussy, making sure that his balls slapped against your ass and his pubes rubbed against his hand while he was playing with your clit.
"God I've always known that your moans were fake on stream, but here you are. Moaning like a fucking whore for my cock. I'm a god to you. You pussy is gonna weep for me just like how my cock weeps for you. I'm gonna treat you and this cunt so fucking good. Gonna be my prized possession!"
You dragged your nails down his broad back babbling for more, you felt yourself close to cumming. Clark was playing your body like a toy, and it didn't surprise you. Afterall he watched all your streams and knew how to play with your little pussy perfectly. You heard him pant, and he pressed his torso against yours before he kissed you and allowed for his cock to spear in and out of you.
"Fuck, I love you so much baby. I know your close. Can you feel how close we are. Isn't it perfect, your cunt was designed for me, and I was designed for you. I'll keep you safe forever. I promise."
He slowed for a moment and stared down at you, embracing this moment before he began thrusting again. His tip rubbing against your gspot every time. He let his hips guide him to an inhuman pace as he let himself drown in your essence. You whined and whimpered over how much his cock was beating your insides up.
"M-m gonna cum! Clark!" You didn't recognise your voice. Clark was right you were a slut. His cock had fucked the thoughts out of you head and turned you into his obedient cock slut. "Do it baby! Coat my cock! Mark me as yours. And then I'm gonna fucking fill you. Gonna get you pregnant! We're gonna be a perfect fucking family."
Your thighs began to shake and soon you coated his cock in your cum. He groaned deeply, his voice vibrating in your head. He felt your cunt tighten around him and he thrusted a few more times before his balls tightened up and he came in youm filling you up. He left his cock in you and collapsed, his head snuggled into the crook of your neck and his arms winded around your body.
"I love you. Did so good." He whispered before he fell into a slumber.
You couldn't escape ever. You knew it now. He had cum in you and there was no getting out of that, let alone escape a god like being. You felt tears stream down your face as your brought your hands to play with Clarks hair as he slept peacefully.
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Living in Texas was quite a change but Clark wanted you at his home when you were going to give birth. You were excited. You had Martha there who would help you with your 2, one year olds who kicked up a fuss whenever daddy had to go.
You watched as Clark brought all the boxes into the house, displaying his strength. You smiled staring at your husband. You'd lost track of how long you drowned yourself in the illusion that you loved him. But you know that somewhere along the line it stopped being an illusion and that you had fallen in love with the devil incarnate.
Clark stepped into the room, he saw you staring at him, loving look in your eyes. He turned to look behind you and saw his mother feeding his twin children. He smiled, and turned to you. Adoration lighting up his face as he came up to you and placed a kiss gently on your forehead. You were so well behaved. Ever since you gave up everything was perfect.
Clark remembers the first and last time your tried to escape, you screams over the punishment you were given. The silent treatment you gave him after. How he had to implement fear into you, just to get you to love him. It was worth it. It got him his family. He looked down and saw your growing stomach and smiled.
He turned and began unpacking boxes making sure to make this house a home. He bought the neighbouring farm to his mothers house and he intended on making it perfect. You had already began nesting upstairs, letting your kids sleep with you in the big bed while Clark was gone.
Clark was so proud of you for becoming the wonderful mother that you are and amazing wife you were destined to be. You often begged for his cock which filled him with so much joy and boosted his ego. You were destined for him from the very beginning and he couldn't help but take advantage of that.
He unpacked all the photo albums, the precious memories that were kept in there were truly beautiful. From your first picture together when you were working at the Daily Planet with Clark to the newest photo of you holding a pregnancy test with a beaming smile on your face. He was so excited for child number three.
He had a son and a daughter so he was already overjoyed, but seeing you full with his child always made him ecstatic and he planned on keeping you pregnant for as long as possible. You walked into the living room staring at Clark as he gazed down at the photo album, you smiled. "Don't I look pretty in every picture?"
Clarks head shot up and he smiled at you. He stood up at full height before waking towards you. He towered you, something you adored now. Yet it was something that used to fill you with dread. He leaned down and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips. "You look pretty all the time, picture or not."
You blushed and smiled up at him bashfully. "I could say the same for you honey." He chuckled, "I always thought I was handsome not pretty." You giggled and leaned your head against his chest listening to his heartbeat. "Handsome, pretty, who cares when you're my husband." He wrapped his arms around you. "Damn right baby. Just like you're mine. Completely and utterly mine."
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angelltheninth · 11 months
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A little drabble with Superman + "Wait. Are you jealous?" I think jealousy would look cute on him.
Anon, anything would look cute on Superman. He's a big himbo, he has natural cuteness.
Pairing: Clark Kent x Fem!Reader
Tags: fluff, established relationship, jealousy, kissing, teasing, flustered!Clark Kent, sweet!Clark Kent
A/N: Some much needed Clark content. When new cartoon comes out I will pop off though.
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2. “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”
"Here's your stop. If I didn't know any better I'd say you were down where the action was just to be carried home by me." Clark hovered just over the balcony with you in his arms still, his cape swaying gentle on the night breeze.
"Would you be mad if that was the case?" He lifted an eyebrow at you, clearly not approving of the way in which you wanted to get his attention. Speaking off attention, "Is that why you got all moody after? I wasn't in any real danger, Green Lantern was there to shield me."
Clark pressed his lips in a tight line, "Yeah, I saw it. I thanked him." He should be happier about this, "I would have been there a second later though, he could have focused on the villain instead."
"Wait a minute. Are you jealous?" You smirked at his blush, "Oh god, you totally are!"
"It was the way he kissed your hand after." How was he the strongest man on Earth and yet managed to have the most adorable pout you've ever seen.
You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, smiling into his skin, "Clark, I'm pretty sure he was only doing that to get on your nerves."
"Guessed that much. Don't... don't go getting into anymore trouble, I love you but I'm not gonna fight my friends over this little teasing." Or else he was the one who was gonna be in trouble.
"Sure you're not. You're a good boy." Clark blushed as red as the symbol on his chest at your words, not used to hearing them in this context, "Haha, or maybe not so good."
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xxmrs-waynexx · 4 months
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Dating Clark Kent...
Pairing: Clark Kent x Reader
Warnings: Fluff!
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Dating Clark is having such a gentle kind of love
It's whispers, random pecks on the cheek, his hand on the small of your back
He is constantly complimenting you. Not just your looks, but personal compliments. ("I love it when you play that song." or "I like that new shampoo you're using." or my personal favorite, "You have such a beautiful heart.")
He knows your order at EVERY resturaunt/cafe/diner.
He isn't into all the big PDA like kissing deeply or cuddling in public, but he loves holding your hand, giving you little nudges, quick kisses goodbye/hello.
He plays with your hair while you're laying in bed together or even just sitting on the couch.
Good morning/goodnight texts are always sent unless he's with you.
You don't know he's Superman until things start getting serious.
He surprises you with flowers/lunch at your job/when he has a break.
Clark is a firm believer in walking close to the curb so you don't have to.
He carries your shopping/grocery bags. duh.
It is very rare that you argue, but he is usually the first to apologize. If he feels he was right, he still apologizes for the argument and making you feel so negatively.
If it's cold out, even if you're bundled up nicely, you end up with his coat.
Before he makes decisions, he asks you what you would do.
He is overall a very caring and loving boyfriend.
Husband material for sure.
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to-the-stars8 · 7 months
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Love and Neighbors
Clark Kent x Reader Chapters AO3 18+ MDNI
37- Now?
“Just like that, fuck,” You said, looking down between your bodies. Your bodies were slick with sweat, and you could see and hear just how wet you were with every thrust. Looking back up, you saw Clark’s orgasm slowly creeping up on him by how pink his cheeks were and the little furrow in his eyebrow. You caressed his hand that gripped your waist as you encouraged him to keep going. You were so close to cumming, you just needed him to last a bit longer. 
Moaning, you threw your head back, just on the cusp of euphoria until he suddenly stopped. When you looked back at him, eyebrows pinched together in confusion, he stopped you from asking what was wrong. 
“Hold on,” He seemed like he was thinking. No, he was listening. “I think someone needs help.”
“Now?” You asked, exasperated that it couldn’t really wait. Then, once the thought passed your mind, you felt guilty to be thinking so self-fishly. 
Before you could say anything, he pulled away from you. Within seconds he was in his suit, and looking at you with that same sad, puppy dog expression. You sat up, letting him give you a kiss before he leaped from the window. You lay there for a few minutes, staring up at the ceiling as you replayed what just happened. One-half of you wanted to be angry, livid, that he would interrupt an intimate moment for someone he didn’t know. Yet, the other half was a bit more understanding as you knew what would happen when you decided to date Clark, and by extension Superman. He wanted to help the world, and sometimes that meant moments like these would need to be put on hold. 
When you started to move out of bed toward the bathroom Clark returned, a bit beaten by the wind but otherwise no different than when he left. He didn’t say anything as he walked toward you, becoming so close that you suddenly fell back onto the bed. You looked up at him, eyes roaming down the blue and red suit. 
Working to get the suit off, Clark said, “Sorry, honey, I didn’t mean to leave you like that. Hopefully, I didn’t upset you too much?”
“I’d like a warning if you’re gonna edge me like that next time,” You said, ending the sentence off with a squeak when Clark suddenly wrapped his arms around you and threw you further up on the bed. 
Giving you that award-winning smile, he said, “Okay, promise.”
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mystic-shadows42 · 2 years
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The Scream Heard Around the World
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Warnings: Language and Violence
“There’s a story that Superman has another weakness besides Kryptonite. It’s not a form of element or another dimensional being, it’s a woman. A human one. It’s said that once Superman’s lover died, he went mad. Killed everything and everyone but there was one whom he didn’t harm. He kept her. Some say that he keeps her locked up somewhere that no one else is able to go. Keeps her chained up in a pretty white dress.”
“Bullshit!” One person exclaimed.
“You think so? Well, then why do you think the Man of Steel doesn’t go hunting 24/7, only in the daytime?”
Everyone was tense because even though this was indeed just a story being told, this was their reality. Under the rule of Superman. He controlled everything because of the power he possessed. There was no one to challenge him or his rule. The people lived in fear waiting to see what mood he would wake up in today.
“That can be anything though.”
“I doubt he stopped killing because of good pussy.”
“He can still change. He was good before he can be that again.”
“What about that god-awful scream?” Everyone went silent at that. All of them exchanged wary looks.
“I suspect that he got that woman pregnant and she had his baby and when it was born it screamed so loud that it killed everyone that could hear it. We all heard about those people who just suddenly died. All with the same symptoms. Ears and eyes dripping with blood. Their bodies still shaking because the brain doesn’t know that they’re dead yet. The scream heard around the world.”
That was what those who survived called it. That awful scream that killed half the world. 
Everyone who believed the story speculated what happened but no one truly knew. They assumed the woman died giving birth because what human could possibly sustain carrying Superman’s spawn? Or even endure the screaming of the newborn? Maybe both mother and child died? There was only ever one scream and it invoked fear in everyone if another was ever heard.
“There were no repercussions for us,” another spoke. “If he lost either one or both he would have been plagued with grief and anger but it’s been quiet since then. No visits, sightings, or killings. What if they’re both alive, somehow?”
“I guess we’ll never quite know? But God Bless those who ever encounter Superman and the spawn he’ll raise.”
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Henry and Kal for a good night
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z-m1nerva · 9 months
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Hi! Can I request clark Kent adopting you hcs?
zai says- totally based on how he treats jon in the battle of the super sons movie
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summary - clark kent as your adoptive father!
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you get adopted kinda how bruce picks up members of the batfam except clark swears you’ll on,y know him as clark kent
if he adopts you before he had jon was born he tries to keep you far away from the superman junk, he always feels bad when he misses out on things and swears he’ll make it up to you. like w/ ice cream, a trip to the arcade if you’re into it n stuff like that
if things get too dangerous he’ll send you to live with his parents with no explanation he just swears that he’ll make it up to you n he gives you a big hug (even though it doesn’t help much and hurts your feelings greatly)
when he finally tells you that he’s superman your jaw is on the floor, it takes him a while to tell you because he wants to keep you safe. he would tell you for your safety in case something happens to him or right before he has to leave to fight a big battle.
when you meet louis she thinks that you were the thing that clark was “hiding”. you unknowingly patch their relationship for a min
the one time he managed to get a day off he spent the whole day with you, it was literally impossible and the justice league had a busy day but he knows it was worth it. he would fly you around on his back sometimes while you tell him about your school day and he tells you about a “scoop” he’s working on
now with jon
since he’s not around often you normally spend most of your time hanging out with jon, the two of you would play baseball and he would teach you how to play if you didn’t know how
cheering the loudest at his baseball games. he always appreciates it especially when clark isn’t able to show up
jon absolutely loves hanging out with you, whether you’re younger, older, or even the same age as him he’s glad to have you around
before he found out about his powers you always bailed him out of trouble at school when he was being bullied
and when he gets his powers you have to bail him out twice as much because sometimes the incidents would be accidental and you have to lie real well to keep louis from finding out
“chaperoning” when jon and damian hang out! damian won’t admit it but he likes having you around he thinks you’re cool, jon can tell that damian likes you but he laughs it off because he knows how damian rolls
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Clark Kent dating a reader that can’t sleep without a stuffed animal (Headcanons)
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I am very much like this so umm- this was really easy to to write lol
Warning?: Hinted autistic reader, plushie/stuffed animal special interest, Clark becoming your replacement plushie,
A/N: im writing this note as i am halfway done with this hc and i just realized that this might be seen as some weird kink shit??? if that is the reason you are here please leave and dont put that energy near my blog im a minor, thank you. this one was more made as comfort not horniness ew
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· He finds it adorable and completely understands the simple need for a comfort item  · You probably have a small stuffed toy in your bag when you need to go to work that you can hold (inside the bag so no one can see) it when stressed but if you didn’t bring it with you for some reason you could just hold Clark’s hand when stressed since his hands are surprisingly soft
· Sometimes Clark will pretend to be jealous of your plushies when he comes home to you just laying on the couch using one of your plushies as a pillow after a long day of work, it’ll just end up in him grabbing you so you two can cuddle and fall asleep because both of you are tired after a long day at work
· You know that these things give you comfort but you won’t let it control your life, so you won’t go and grab your comfort item just for a tiny amount of stress or discomfort since one day you just know you won’t have anything to calm you down and you’ll have to be ready for so it won’t be too much for you · He will buy you tons of stuffed animals and plushies because he knows how happy they make you
· You most likely were shy about letting him know about your little “quirk” since most people would think it was childish, but not him, he completely respects it and will stand up for you if any of your friends found out and started to make fun of you for it
· If you somehow lost your favorite plush and it’s the one you need to sleep with, Clark is there for you to calm down and help you try and find it, if you find it that’s great but if you don’t Clark will offer to cuddle with you to help you a little to fall asleep 
· After some time you probably won’t need a stuffed toy anymore to sleep since you have Clark there to cuddle up with :)
(I have a taglist now! It’s on my pinned post if you want to know more about it!)
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Quick Random Superman thoughts/prompt things after watching Superman and Superman II. (Listen, I love Henry Cavill but Christopher Reeve was also incredibly handsome and I feel like he’s being slept on. But these can work for any version of Superman.)
1. Martha and Jonathan Kent were just driving along down the country road in Kansas when some sort of explosion in a nearby empty field caused their car to get a flat tire and veer off the road. Upon investigating the strange object that left a charred path in its wake, the couple discovered a boy and a girl, naked as the day they were born, climbing out from the crater, lifting their arms triumphantly with smiles on their faces. Martha and Jonathan wrapped the matching red and blue fabric they found in the strange object around your waists to cover your lower halves up. While Jonathan worked on replacing the flat tire, Martha marveled at the two of you.
“All these years, as happy as we’ve been…how I’ve prayed the good lord see fit to give us a child. And now here’s two. A boy and a girl.” She was ecstatic when you and the boy both hugged her, wrapping your arms around her neck and waist.
“Now the first thing we’ve got to do when we get home is find out who that boy and girl’s proper family is.”
“They haven’t got any. Not around here, anyway.”
“Martha, are you thinking what I think you’re thinking?”
“We could say they’re the twins of my cousin in North Dakota. And just now orphaned.”
“Oh, Martha.”
“Jonathan, they’re only babies.”
“Martha… Now, you saw how we found them. Martha Clark Kent, are you listening to what I’m saying?”
Though neither she nor Jonathan could know for sure, they had a feeling you were brother and sister, possibly even twins, if your resemblance in the eyes, face, or hair color was anything to go by. Or the superhuman strength when you both lifted their truck as if it was nothing more than a paperweight after the car jack slipped and gave out. That could’ve given it away too. And so the couple adopted you both, giving you the earth names of Clark and Y/N and raising you as their son and daughter. Your new birthday was the day they found you.
What would growing up with your alien brother and human parents be like? Your human father always used to say you were both brought to Earth for a reason. When you were both eighteen and lost him to a heart attack, you went all the way to the North Pole where you weren’t cold at all, where you discovered the living hologram of your biological father, Jor-El, who explained who you both were and answered any other questions you had. What would your human life be while Clark uses eyeglasses and a job as a reporter at the Daily Planet to disguise himself? How would you and Clark cover for each other when your secret identities almost get exposed, like when Lois throws herself into the rushing water to try to prove Clark is Superman? When she discovers she was right all along after she sees he has no burn on his hand from the fireplace, he’d have no choice but to come clean, not just about himself, but about you too and tell her yes, you’re his biological sister and yes, you’re the other superhero that’s been seen flying around with him. When he and Lois are forming their romance and going on dates, especially in the Fortress of Solitude, your brother doesn’t need to tell you twice. He doesn’t even need to tell you once. You make yourself scarce while he and Lois get intimate. You have much better things to do than awkwardly be around and act as a third wheel.
2. You’re either a citizen of Atlantis or Talokan. Either way, you live deep in the sea but somehow find yourself falling in love with Superman, the last son of Krypton, an alien from outer space, whether you’re aware of it or not. Maybe you met him as Clark Kent first. “A bird may love a fish, but where would they live?” story. A good ol’ “They’re from different worlds and can’t be together…or can they?” romance. You maybe use technology or some sort of powerful object to grant Clark the ability to breathe underwater so he can see your home. For a man (alien?) of such incredible powers, he can still drown. Uh oh if your brother is Arthur Curry/Aquaman and he finds out you’re dating Superman, especially before joining the Justice league. Not because of what he can do to Clark/Kal-El, but what Clark/Kal-El can do to him. Arthur grabbed Bruce by the collar and shoved him against a wall, but Bruce is just an ordinary human. Or you’re Namor’s daughter or sister and don’t have blue skin like the Talokanil so both you and Clark thought the other was human (surprisingly easy to hide your pointed ears with a hat and/or long thick hair and your winged ankles with the right kind of socks and shoes.) But oh no when you each discover the other isn’t human after all. You’re a mutant, he’s an alien. But maybe a match between the two of you could be used to form an alliance between earth and sea and possibly even space even though Krypton has been destroyed?
3. Sorta The Last Of Us inspired: You’re Clark Kent’s/Kal-El’s biological daughter. You’re not the result of some heinous science experiment involving cloning or stealing his DNA or anything of the sort. You were born normally, but during a dangerous situation in which Lois was under extreme stress and, for whatever reason, she had no other option but to give birth alone and cut the umbilical cord herself with a shard of green Kryptonite since it was the only sharp object around. You have inherited all your father’s powers just like your brothers Conner and Jonathan, but you’re immune to most, if not all types of kryptonite. Not just the green variety. Red, Gold, Yellow, Black... It doesn’t weaken or have any effect on you and you can’t be killed with it. You have no reaction to it at all. To you, it’s just a glowing rock. Pretty, but… Scientists are baffled and want to experiment on you to learn more, but no way in hell would your family let that happen. Over their dead bodies. Supervillains are eager to find out what your weakness is, if you even have one, but the villains are also a little terrified of you since they usually rely so heavily on Kryptonite and don’t really have a plan B yet for taking you down specifically without it.
4. In Superman II, Clark/Kal-El is shown to have the ability to give Lois a kiss that inexplicably erases all her memory of him ever being Superman. However this kiss works, what if he uses it on you to his advantage so he can further manipulate/gaslight you? Like a dark fic sorta thing where he can just devolve the relationship whenever he wants to go back by taking away whatever memories of yours he doesn’t like. He can’t put false memories in, but if you ever get too close to discovering the truth or finding out something about him he doesn’t want you to know, he can just kiss you and make it go away. He can alter your reality to a degree. In a softer note, he could use this ability to take away any painful or traumatic memories that you don’t want because they’re proving to be detrimental to your emotional, mental, or physical health and causing you tons of pain and anguish.
5. Platinum Kryptonite was used on you, an ordinary human, and now you have powers permanently and can’t get rid of them. You tried to many times, but none of your attempts worked. Not even when you entered the crystal chamber that harnessed the rays of the red sun of Krypton in the Fortress of Solitude. Whether Clark/Kal-El used the platinum Kryptonite on you because he’s soft!dark/dark and wanted you to be more like him under some delusion of being able to keep you with him forever by making you an outcast among the humans, or you were experimented on by a villain, either way, Clark/Kal-El may be the only person who can help you. The only person you can go to. But even with powers, you’re not as powerful as he is. You’ll never match the power or strength of a full-blooded Kryptonian.
6. Lilo and Stitch inspired: You went to the pet store to pick out a new friend, but when you went to the kennel in the back, there were no animals in there. It was so empty you could hear your voice echoing. Unbeknownst to you, all the other dogs were cowering above you, clinging to the top of the cages or the support beams of the roof. Then you turned around and suddenly, there was a white dog sitting at attention! You weren’t sure if he was a Labrador Retriever, a plain white Dalmatian, or a White Shepherd, but he was a handsome boy.
“Uh…hi.”
Then he started to levitate in the air! Wow!! A flying dog!! You were so amazed you didn’t even care about the melted kennel you passed by, even though the metal was still sizzling. That must’ve been where he escaped from.
“Oh yes, mhm, all our dogs are adoptable. EXCEPT THAT ONE! This one was dead this morning!”
“It was dead this morning?”
“Well, we thought it was dead. It was hit by a truck!”
“I like him! C’mere, boy!”
“Wouldn’t you like a different dog? We have better dogs, dear.”
“Not better than him! He can fly!”
“Dogs can’t fly.”
“He did.”
“Does it have to be this dog?”
“Yes, he’s good. I can tell.”
“You’ll have to think of a name for him.”
“His name is…Skip.”
“No, that’s not a real name…in…Iceland…but here it’s a good name! Skip it is. And there’s a two dollar license fee.”
And that’s how you got your new best friend! He had been living with you for months and you loved him so much! He was the best boy! The bestest boy! He was very smart, learned all these cool tricks and commands with ease. You had some accidents involving his heat vision or flying, but nothing major! Nothing was broken or damaged that couldn’t be fixed or replaced. And hey, he was invulnerable to most things and had accelerated healing abilities, so you didn’t need to worry about vet bills! You were so happy, but suddenly Superman showed up on your doorstep asking you to give him his dog, Krypto, back. He would’ve come for him sooner, but he was sorta…dead. What??? It’s a long story. Too long. He’s very grateful to you for taking good care of him and keeping him safe while he was dead, but now he wants him back. But…but he’s your dog! And his name is Skip! You adopted him, you named him, you have a stamped certificate proving you own him, he has a shiny new license he proudly wears around his neck with the name you gave him, and you’ve been giving him love and treats and walks for all this time. You’ve grown attached, and it looks like…Krypto? (Such an odd name after you’ve been calling him Skip for so long) has too because, despite his excitement at seeing Superman, which proves to you Superman is telling the truth (he always tells the truth), he still whines and stubbornly refuses to move away from you when his master whistles and tries to command him to come. He wraps his tail around you and looks at you with those big puppy eyes of his. Well…shit. What are you and Superman supposed to do now? Share the dog?
7. You’re Bucky Barnes’ sister and are put on cat-sitting and house-sitting duty while your brother is on a mission. You love Alpine and she loves you just as much as your brother. Your boyfriend, Clark, who you know is Superman, comes over with his dog, Krypto. You were a little nervous about them meeting at first because Krypto is a super dog and Alpine is just an ordinary house cat, but they become instant best friends once they get the chance to sniff each other and check each other’s vibe and pass the vibe check. Two sweet babies with white fur ready to play together and fight crime! Alpine is just a normal cat, but you and Clark like to joke that in her head she’s a superhero. She’s not so much startled by Krypto flying and shooting lasers from his eyes, just confused and curious like “What the heck? How are you doing that? Weirdo.” She clings to his back as he flies around, but enjoys it. She likes being tall. You send video of the shenanigans to your brother knowing that he’s gonna run his hand over his face exasperatingly with a smile on his face. But it’s cute, dammit!! And hey, Kryto’s laser eyes didn’t set the curtains on fire this time!
8. 101 Dalmatians inspired: You and Clark Kent meet in a dog park when his dog, Krypto, plays with your female dog. Unbeknownst to you, he’s Superman/Kal-El, the last son of Krypton and an alien, and Krypto is a super dog. Clark has a nifty piece of technology installed in one of his dog’s collars, something to neutralize all his superpowers. (Maybe even Krypto has an alternate common dog name so it’s really convincing just how Average and Mundane both Clark and his dog are). Your dog and Krypto seem to be attached at the hip, only playing and spending time with each other from the moment they meet. They’re both sad when you and Clark part ways. Every subsequent time you meet at the dog park, your dogs end up playing matchmakers between you and Clark. Krypto purposely pulls Clark towards you then wraps his leash around yours and Clark’s knees and lower legs, which tangles you together and causes you to bump into each other’s chests. You put your hands on Clark’s chest to push yourself away from him, but that doesn’t help much and you both end up losing your footing and stumbling. Your dog tries to save you by grabbing the back of your shirt with her teeth, but that only causes your shirt to tear as you fall together in a nearby pond or lake. Krypto feels bad and sheepishly grabs your purse for you with what’s his attempt at a smile, but Clark gives him a look as he takes it from the dog’s teeth and wraps his coat around your shoulders before handing it to you. Not that it helps since it’s just as soaked as the rest of you. You note that Clark’s glasses are all fogged up from the water. You both take out handkerchiefs at the same time, but share a laugh when you realize they’re also soaked. Clark invites you to come back to his place to dry off and have dinner with him as a form of apology for his dog’s behavior. He has some clothes you can borrow. You accept. Krypto goes from being sad and embarrassed to one happy boy!! His plan worked!! He shares a loving look with your dog. About a year and a half later, you and Clark have been dating for a while and your dog is pregnant. The puppies are so cute but then one starts flying while another shoots tiny red lasers out of its eyes. Uh oh. Guess Clark has no choice but to reveal to you his identity as Kal-El/Superman and Krypto’s identity as a Superdog.
9. Suddenly and randomly remembered Christopher Reeve played the Prince in Faerie Tale Theatre’s Sleeping Beauty so going back to the magical Superman kiss thing, what about an AU where Clark/Kal-El is a Prince, but you don’t know this because he and his squire switch and pretend to be the other, or you only know him as Clark Kent? He comes to earth in search of a bride, not because he needs a queen to rule with him (Krypton has been destroyed, so there’s nothing and nobody to rule over anymore), but because, as an alien, time works differently for him and his lifespan is much longer than that of a normal human’s. He wants a companion, and has the technology or other means to make the human of his choosing have an extended lifespan like his. Maybe you’re just an ordinary human who doesn’t know Clark is Superman or maybe you’re an alien princess that’s the last of your kind from a different planet that was also destroyed. (Though, are you and Kal-El still technically royalty even if there’s no planet to sovereign over?) Maybe instead of a literal sleep spell, you’re the victim of a spell/brainwashing a supervillain put on you similar to Bucky when he was the Winter Soldier. Instead of making you forget, Kal-El’s kiss helps you to “wake up” and remember who you are, and who he is to you.
OR
You’re Princess of Asgard and Loki and Thor’s beloved sister (Whether you’re Loki’s biological sister and half-Jotun or Thor’s biological sister is up to you). Whether or not you know this and are raised in Asgard from birth, or are whisked away to Midgard for your safety and raised as a human after a sleeping death curse gets placed on you when you’re a baby, is up to you.
For a platonic version, maybe you’re coincidentally found by Martha and Jonathan Kent around the same time they found Clark, so you’re raised as his sister but you both realize you have great powers, though they’re very different. You come with Clark to the North Pole but, if you’re half-Jotun, you turn blue, your eyes become red, and don’t get cold. You ask Jor-El who you are. Possessing a vast knowledge that spans thousands of years, he tells you that, based on your human-like stature but your blue skin, red eyes, and imperviousness to cold, you must be half-Jotun and come from a planet called Jotunheim, which still exists, though he doesn’t know who your parents are or if you have any living blood family. The curse hits before you fall in love with anyone, and Clark/Kal-El and even your brothers Thor and Loki believe you to be dead. Your adoptive brother teams up with Justice League and/or the Avengers to defeat the bad guys. At your funeral, Clark says goodbye by giving you a kiss on the forehead. You wake up in your casket, which scares the living hell out of everyone. Holy shit, they thought you were dead! The curse only said a kiss of true love would break it. It never said anything about the true love having to be romantic. Somehow along the way you realize Loki is your blood brother when he also turns blue with red eyes and you’re both ecstatic! You have three very cool and protective and loving brothers who are all willing to do almost anything for you.
For the romantic route, maybe you meet Clark Kent on Earth and fall in love but then the curse strikes and Clark believes you dead until your brothers show up and explain who you are and that supervillains somehow found where you are and are after you now. Asgard isn’t an option, but your brothers have to bring you someplace for your protection, so Clark takes them to the Fortress of Solitude in the North Pole. After the bad guys are defeated, Clark saves you with his kiss. (For spiciness, what if you have celebratory sex in the Fortress of Solitude? Clark/Kal-El has a massive bed in there. Even though the colors of the blankets makes it look like tin foil, a bed is a bed, and it can get very cold since it’s in the North Pole. Best way to warm up is to share body heat and exercise and what better way to do both than sex?) He later formally comes to Asgard and presents himself as Kal-El, the last son of Krypton, and kneels before your mother and father, Odin and Frigga, and asks them to let him marry you. This might be the moment you discover he’s Superman and an alien. If you’re aware of your Asgardian heritage from the beginning, maybe you’re deeply saddened and believe you and Clark can’t be together because you’ll live for thousands of years while he’ll live less than a century. Maybe you try to acquire one of Idunn’s golden apples for him, but then he reveals to you he’s a Kryptonian and has the same lifespan as you. Time was measured differently on Krypton than it is on earth.
Maybe there’s a bit of a soulmate AU within the AU, where you lucid dream that you’re in each other’s dreams or you lucid dream of each other.
“Oh, it is my dream. And yet more lovely than I dreamed. Had not the journey been so long, and the dangers so great, and the hazards so many, I…I wouldn’t have believed such beauty could crown my enterprise. And yet for all the time and the hazards and the peril, you’re too beautiful, you’re too pure, you’re too good. Do I dare to wake you to reality? And my dream become real. Or am I dreaming now?”
“What kept you?”
I love fairytale AUs so much and you can’t tell me Clark/Kal-El wouldn’t be fit the bill for it.
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THE DILEMMA
You, Kara, and Clark had an eventful night.
First proper fan-fic, open to any ideas, requests, criticism, etc.
Gender-neutral reader x Sasha Calle Supergirl, and a bit of Clark (I'm imaging to be a young Tyler Hoechlin) as well
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You had just gotten off your last shift of the week, you were indifferent to your job, not caring all too much for the menial boring tasks you did day in and day out, and you were always counting down the seconds at the end of the day. Just waiting to leave and do what you really loved, making a difference, helping people, being a hero. You especially enjoyed it on days like this when it was just you and your thoughts, you loved and adored Clark, hell you'd even consider him family, and Kara, well your feelings for her were a bit complicated to you, on one hand, you wanted more than the close relationship the two of you already had, but on the other hand, you didn't want to push yourself too deep into a situation that could easily have your two closest friends feeling awkward around you.
You had just gotten into your costume when you spotted an old man getting robbed at gunpoint in an alley, you were in front of the older man in an instant, scaring the mugger, and causing him to shoot. You caught the bullet with ease, and flicked the mugger in the face, lightly by your standards but still strong enough to give him a mild concussion. You then turned to the old man, " Are you alright?" You asked, "few bruises but nothing a few days of rest won't fix right up" he said, you nodded and smiled before floating up into the air giving him and the small crowd of people who had seen you a slight wave before heading off.
A few hours and small crimes later, both Kara and Clark had finished their shifts for the day as well and the three of you went flying about in search of potential trouble. You and Clark were in Ukraine helping out when the two of you heard a major explosion, it was a massive gas explosion in downtown Toronto, and the three of you rushed to the city and immediately started helping evacuate. Once a majority of the people were safe Clark went to put out the fires and left you and Kara to evacuate the few remaining trapped civilians. Kara and you were able to get the rest of the injured people to paramedics or the hospital directly, once everyone was out you and Kara flew up and assessed the damage. It wasn't too major, only affecting a corner of a city block, and most of the fires had been put out by now. The two of you realized that Clark was practically done and there wasn't much else to be done when you decided to fly off in search of more ways to help.
You and Kara made some awkward small talk, "Hey how was work" she asked "Oh it was boring as always, what about you how was your day" you replied, and she said, "it was fine as well". A little while later the two of you decided to grab a pizza from a local mom-and-pop pizza joint, you both flew to the shared apartment and relaxed while sharing the pizza, the two of you started talking about your time at work and lack of personal connections at both your workplaces because of your shared busyness.
Shortly soon after the conversation took a turn to how the superhero lifestyle was extremely inconvenient for developing any relationships with nearly anyone, "As much as I love saving people and being supergirl I do sometimes wish I could have a normal human life, actually have friends, outside of you and Clark, and spend time doing hobbies! Even relationships aren't something we can do, unless we somehow manage the finesse and luck Clark and Lois have" she somewhat rambled to you, you nodded and said," mhmm, like you said I love being a superhero but, yeah, it does have its pretty significant drawbacks, like you said Clark's somehow got it pretty well managed, how come neither of us've got to that stage yet?" "I know right, that being said he did have a bit of a headstart" she replied causing you to chuckle and grin, "yep that's true, but there's not much I wouldn't do to just get a glimpse of what my life could be like outside of the whole saving people gig." "Exactly we both just need someone who is also a superhero and would get our dilemma" Kara blurted, only realizing what she implied after your cheeks started to blush.
You decided that now was your chance to say something, "Like each other?" You tried to say casually just in case she didn't feel the same way, you didn't come across as very casual with your pink-tinted cheeks. "I don't know, maybe we should give it a shot." She said before giving you a wink causing you to get extremely flustered. "A-a-re you b-b-being completely serious?" You asked hopefully, she looked at you quizzically, wondering if you feel the same she does, spoiler alert you do, she says "yeah, I mean why shouldn't we, the two of us are the only people who we can talk to about our home, we both have similar experiences, and neither of us is gonna get mad at each other for being busy, cause we're both gonna be constantly busy doing the same stuff". After she finished you smiled widely and pulled her into a tight hug, pulling back to give her a sweet and passionate kiss, before "what the absolute heck is going on here?" Clark loudly asked. You and Kara moved back to opposite sides of the couch turning around to face Clark, Kara told him "Hey, Kal, I suppose me and y/n are now dating!" She said while looking between you and Clark, Clark quickly said "My best friend and my cousin?!" In a confused tone, before repeating "My best friend and my cousin!" Now excited for the two of you.
The rest of the night was spent with the three of you talking and chilling out well into the early morning, before Clark went off to work, to tell Lois the news, you and Kara assumed. Both of you fell asleep, cuddling on the couch for most of the day, safe to say Clark definitely took some cute and embarrassing pictures when he arrived home.
THE END
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Summary: It's changed--everything has changed, Clark especially but maybe he's not Clark anymore. How, in only one day, can something go so wrong when it was all so perfect?
TW: Death, the Lazarus pit, ghosts, clairvoyance, kinda kidnapping, gaslighting, manipulation, miscarriage, pregnancy, genocide
You could still feel it, the effects of death and how it still lingered on you even after you had been revived. If anything the pit had done worse, the dreary feeling of it on you all of the time, the way that the vibrant green water felt alive.
The water had crawled over you and consumed you entirely, it didn't matter if Clark had held you during the process, he wasn't really Clark, not truly--not anymore. During the moments of clarity, those moments where everything seems clear and the ghosts clinging onto his body stopped crying and talking and screaming, you could see that he wasn't your Clark anymore.
Then it was also in those moments that you would think about what happened before everything went to hell, that morning with Clark, finding him leaning over you with a look of shock on his face but visible happiness that had clung to his face as well.
He had blurted it out, shocked but happy about what was happening. stumbling over his words and the awkwardness that would appear in the worst times possible. It was when he grabbed your face, and pulled you into a searing kiss, and then started to worry about the future that you knew he was the right one.
Then it was after, that evening when Lex Luthor looked you right in the eyes and said his congratulations on you being pregnant before shooting you that you felt like you failed somehow. There was a dying feeling in your stomach and it wasn't just the small barely existing being that was in there, it was the feeling that you had indirectly started something terrible.
Your mom had always said you were bright, perhaps not the smartest kid in class or top of the class but you had enough brains and good enough common sense to go around. Perhaps even as your brain was shutting down, you knew that something was going to happen and with the sound of a painful scream being you goodbye from the world, you knew you were right.
Amanda would have had a field day with this, maybe she was now in whatever deep dark hole she had buried herself in, laughing and gloating up at the sky that she was right about everything. She had once told you that when the day came, and she swore that it would, you wouldn't be able to stop Superman from destroying the world, taking it over, or whatever, it wouldn't have mattered.
Maybe she was right about that, the League, the forces trying to go up against him, they all failed and millions had died at his hand, all of them so easily and without a second thought of what could happen. She was wrong about Superman killing you, maybe that's what she thought, all of them thought.
You had seen the tapes, found them, and begged Clark to put them on and you watched millions die on the recording, you watched as Superman carried out your dead body and you watched as Superman with tear tracks running down his face, killed anybody that tried to attack him. Clark had brushed back the tears that ran down your face, whispering to you, trying to comfort you in such a sick way, and telling you that he wouldn't have let them hurt you even more, no matter if you were dead.
It was then that you truly believed what was going on, even with the memories of seeing Ra's Al Ghul's dead body as Clark took you away from the pit, all of the assassins that tried to kill Clark for their fallen leader. You hadn't seen it, Clark had stuffed your head into the crook of his neck and with his laser vision you could barely hear them but even in your state where nothing seemed real and you still felt dead, you knew what had happened.
You twist the bed sheets between your fingers, the Fortress of Solitude had been more like a prison since you revived, you would have tried to leave if it didn't hurt so much to stand, your bones feeling so weak that a simple side step could break them. And throughout it all, Clark had been there for you, he kept trying to help you walk and stand, and do normal things when you had those senses of clarity.
When you didn't, whenever you were trapped in those hours of just staring straightforward and not saying anything, the feeling of being dead coming back to you, you hated having Clark near you with the ghosts clinging on to him. They would talk and scream, it would drive you crazy and Clark had once said that he had to pin your arms down to your sides so that you didn't tear off your ears.
He couldn't do anything about it, your sure that hurts him more than anything else but it's these times when you are in between clarity and non-clarity that you think it hurts him the most. "Please," you whisper out beggingly and Clark only kneels down in front of the bed, holding your face and looking at you with those blue eyes that you loved so much.
Confusion took over those blue eyes as he looked at you, hands softly grabbing your head and a vile feeling crawled up your throat by being touched by the hands that you once loved so much. "What do you need sweetheart?" He asks and despite it all, you can still hear that faded-out Kansas accent that only came back when you two would visit Smallville and you still found yourself in love with it.
You can feel the tears starting to come down your face, not even knowing that you were tearing up in the first place. "Let me go, please," you whimper out but Clark only brushes away your tears and shushes your words like you didn't know what you were talking about.
Wondering always stayed directly at the front of your brain, there when clarity left and there when it came back, it was the wondering if Clark knew whenever you were about to go into one of your 'episodes' as Zantana would call them. Clark had merely explained to you that you were just confused about your whereabouts, your brain still thinking that you were dead despite you actually being alive, a fact that your body knew of.
It now seemed that when the revelation came to him, he had convinced himself that your desire to leave and your pleas for him to do so were all products of the confusion that your body was going through. "You're just confused, sweetheart." He had a soft and sweet smile on his face deeply contrasting to the look that you had seen on those tapes, the stories that the ghost had whispered to you at night while he was sleeping by your side. "That's all it is," he said, stroking your face before standing up and pulling you into his arms before settling back into the bed with you laying on top of him.
It was now here that another sense of confusion and desire started to subside and a new kind of clarity came, this was all a type of manipulation and he was doing wonders at it. Now a new kind of wondering came up, resting at the stop sign for now as you submitted to non-clarity, everything around you becomes fuzzy and the only thing that was clear was what you were touching, Clark.
For now, the stop sign would have to entertain the wondering, the wondering if this--all of this--was planned somehow.
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nunubug99 · 1 year
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Surprise!!
I guess I’m :
✨💖 Back on my bullshit 💖✨
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Thinking about how Bruce and Clark land on the idea of swapping partners to spice things up. Although it was an of hand joke made under the influence, neither could let the idea go.
Clark bringing it up to you, another meta, and Bruce to Selina. Clark blushes and fumbles through the confession, but eventually he asks what you think. Shock hits you first, but then the more you think about it, the more appealing it becomes.
The 4 of you decide that this will be a way to explore yourself and your partner better. Almost like a couples retreat! Although you all are excited to learn new tips, tricks, and honest feedback that you wouldn’t otherwise get, you all agree it’s best to come up with rules and safe words ahead of time.
Let’s meet our cast shall we? :
Y/N :
The Jack of all trades. Making a name for herself along the eastern seaboard, Y/N is a black freelance artist who works as a museum curator. Her power allows her to have superhuman strength, speed and endurance, while her meta gene allows her to bend, absorb, and manipulate solar energy. Much like Clark, her power comes from the sun. Known as the Golden Gladiator, her heroics are only brought up in times of severe crisis. She often prefers her civilian life and the privileges it affords, as her secret identity has only been shared with those she can trust. Wild card : Likes when she and Clark can let go of being cautious and careful. Since they both have similar energy sources, their lovemaking can actually be a way to transfer solar radiation. Whether it’s in the middle of a battle or at home, this has proven to be extremely rewarding over the course of their relationship. Because the two of them are metas, they can focus on each other rather than their ✨destructive✨ actions. Extra Bonus : Y/N is curious to see how this experience will improve her skills and impact their relationship.
Note : Although this is not an OC, as I write Y/N I am imagining some of Teyonah Paris’s characteristics.
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Kal / Clark :
Strong and Sensitive. This big boy is the definition of the “Country boy I love youuu!” Vine. Between his responsibilities as a reporter and as earths biggest hero, he always makes sure he has time for you. His biggest asset is his attention to your senses. Over the last few years of marriage, you’ve found that he can always tell how you’re feeling before the words even leave your mouth. His size comes as an added bonus, but his wild card is using it in his knack for overstimulation. As an attentive partner, he’ll make sure that all your needs are taken care of and catered to at the utmost importance. All he asks in return is that you try to keep up with him. :) King of Aftercare. Will talk you through it while showering you with his praise. Both physical touch and words of affirmation are his ways of showing his devotion. Extra bonus : He becomes a slight tease when you’re loopy. He’ll ask you to tell him what you want or how you want it; and when you can’t deliver, he’ll keep going until you can.
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Bruce :
Calculating and Experienced. The opposite of the man from Smallville in almost every way. Where Clark likes to be soft as if he was working with clay, Bruce is more equipped to be as efficient and in control as possible like a botanist with a bonsai tree. King of edging. Won’t let you cum until he thinks you deserve it. Will make you beg in the best way. Has a knack for public play and shibari. All his travel and escapades has made him extremely aware of his likes and dislikes, so it’s very unlikely you’ll surprise him with any requests. He’s usually playing brat tamer so this will be a nice change of pace. Wild card : Is not afraid of his sexuality or pushing his limits. He shows his adoration in gifts rather than words. His past consistent lovers would usually be showered in parting gifts, for example Selina’s Tiara collection. You would be no exception to this rule and in his aftercare you will look up things you want. He will get annoyed if you speak up about prices; and as punishment he’ll make you add more to your cart. Extra bonus: Can and will make you cum without touching you. His biggest goal is to beat his personal record of withholding your release.
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Selina :
Sensual and Clever. Selina will play her partners like a symphony. The woman is the perfect match for the man who plans for everything. This cat found her way to Gotham City after trying to find a fresh start when her first life was taken from her. Her objective is to leave them wanting her more than they ever thought possible. Wild card : She revels in the idea of being both a brat and a dominatrix. So being able to play with both roles has her more excited than anyone. Before getting down to business, she usually likes to set the mood for the evening. Whether it’s roleplay or even a drink, she finds that the most alluring part to her is the foreplay before the fun begins. Bonus : Although her hands are usually tied up, she’s actually very intentional about her nails during play. Because of this, she dabbles in both S&M as well as sensory play whenever she can.
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(Taking inspiration from both the Harley Quinn series and the Catwoman movie featuring Halle Berry)
Although I mainly thought of this because of the endless possibilities that a chaotic superhuman wifeswap would entail; I do credit some of the inspiration from the “Listening Party” Series by @canumoveurseatup-no Aka Bexie. Literally one of the greatest writers of our time! I can only hope that one day I’m able to express my thoughts and ideas like they can 💖
Due to my schedule, Idk when I’m gonna actually post 😬 However I will be working on the first installment this week so we’ll see what happens 🤷🏾‍♀️
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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This might be because he's such a himbo but I feel like Clark Kent whimpers a lot during sex. Like you're not even all the way down on his cock and he's shaking, drooling, cheeks flushed, hands trembling on your thigs, cock fucking pulsing hot inside of you and he can't help but come the moment you take him all the way in your pussy.
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takusan-no-ai · 6 months
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★·.·`¯´·.Kal-El.·`¯´·.·★
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to-the-stars8 · 11 months
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Love and Neighbors
Clark Kent x Reader Chapters AO3 NSFW 18+
32-Super Clean
The one perk of dating the Man of Steel? Easy, the way he made cleaning your apartment so much easier.
That little speck of dirt in the corner of the ceiling that, no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t reach? Clark took you by the hips and floated up, so now it’s all gone. He easily lifted the couch so you could vacuum underneath and followed it by offering to dust the corners of the kitchen that were too high for you. 
“Yes, please,” You said sweetly, leaning up to give him a peck on the lips. “Thank you, hon’.”
There was a blush on Clark’s face as he turned away from you. “It’s no problem, honey.”
“If you feel the urge to wash the dishes while you’re in there, help yourself,” You joked. 
You hadn’t expected him to do it, but when you entered the kitchen again a few minutes later he was in the middle of not only drying the dishes but also putting them away. Damn, you never knew you’d find a man doing basic household chores so fucking sexy. Walking up behind him, you wrapped your arms around his waist. 
“Thank you, honeybun.” He reciprocated your thanks by rubbing his hand over your arms, mumbling something about how it was no big deal. You, on the other hand, disagreed. Slowly, your hands moved down to his belt, gently running your hand over the fake leather.  
You heard Clark’s breath hitch in his throat, before saying, “Honey?” 
As you stepped around him to finally come face to face, you said before sinking down to your knees. “Yes?” 
“I’ll do the dishes whenever you want.”
You smiled as you started to undo his belt. “Promise?”
Clark nodded, too distracted by the feeling of his cock begging to be freed as you continued to tease him. Your hands were always so distracting since they so easily found all his weak spots. When the belt was finally loosened, Clark whined and attempted to undo the rest. Yet, you pushed his hands away and moved back to sit on your heels in a threat of stopping. He’d rather eat a shit ton of Kryptonite than have that happen, so he let you work. 
You undid the buttons on his pants before stopping again, looking up at him. “You're such a kind man to help me clean, what did I do to deserve you?”
Clark huffed out a chuckle, trying to think of a response that would have you working on getting his cock out of his pants again. “You didn’t do anything. It’s me who doesn’t deserve you.”
That must have been the correct fucking answer because within seconds you were doing the one thing he had been craving. When you pulled his cock from his pants the tip was practically dripping with pre-cum and you stuck your tongue out to give it a gentle, languid lick. He tasted so unique, and you reveled in it. Giving the tip a sweet kiss, you then slowly took it into your mouth. 
When you looked up at him, Clark’s eyes were closed and his glasses were close to falling off his face. If you could smile, you would, but instead took him into your mouth as far as you could before pulling off with a gasp. Clark put his hand on the back of your head as you were licking the underside of his dick, giving you a sign that he wanted to be back in your mouth. He pulled your hair a bit, tugging at it to make you look at him. 
“Please,” He gasped. “Make me cum.”
You obliged, taking him back into your mouth and repeating the same motion as before, taking him as far as you could before slowly pulling off. Clark groaned, leaning forward to brace himself on the counter with one hand as the other pushed you toward his cock. His hips moved forward in short, quick thrusts making you gag a little. You let him take what he wanted, liking the feeling of letting him be in control, and gripped his waist. 
He was panting above you, sounding especially pathetic as it had been some time since the two of you had gotten this intimate due to work and missions getting in the way. His fingers were now digging into your hair as he got closer to tipping off the edge. You could feel his cock twitch in your mouth and you pulled away right when he was about to cum. No matter how much you wanted to taste him on your tongue, you had other plans. 
“Fuck,” Clark grunted, eyes narrowing down at you. He looked angry and you found his frustration delicious. 
You smiled wickedly. “We still have the bedroom to clean, honey.”
Clark snickered as he dragged you to your feet. “Might as well as make it more of a mess then.”
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anniefromravenclaw · 1 year
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No words needed🫠❤️
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