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how about the reader accidentally saying i love you for the first time since they started dating with peter parker :)
never
pairing: clark kent x female reader
warnings: kinda emotional? suuuper sweet, v fluffy, some smoochy smoochy
author's note: this totally isn't a request from years ago... sorry nonnie. anyway since i'm in a clark kent mood i'm going to make this about clark, our current golden boy. sorry not sorry. i have no idea how i want to organize my content rn so heads up with my yappiness and inorganization
w/c: 1.3k
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It's been almost a year since Clark made things official with you. You remember the day down to every detail like it happened yesterday. You could close your eyes and remember the strong smell of freshly baked pie, the sound of the breeze running through the tall grass of his familyās home, and Clarkās oh so sweet voice as he talked you toward the question you both had been anticipating for months.
āWhatās the occasion, Mrs. Kent?ā you asked as you stepped into the familiar comforting house Clark had been bringing you to more often ever since you both grew close as friends.
āHoney, you known me for almost eight months now. You can call me Martha,ā Clarkās sweet mother playfully reminded you. āAnd nothing sweetheart, Clark let me know ahead of time that the two of you would be over so I thought why not pie?ā
You couldnāt help but let a giggle slip as the sweet woman laughed at her own remark. āI canāt complain. I love your pie,ā you smiled. You took a sniff, eyebrows raising as you recognized the delicious smell of warm blueberries. āYou made my favorite?ā
Martha simply shrugged and turned away with a small smirk on her lips that you didnāt catch. āClarkās outside by the way, hon. Think he was just helping Pops with something.ā
Letting go of the fact that she knew you were going to ask where he was before you could even ask, you hummed in response and turned back around to the front door. āMmkay, thank you. Mrsā Martha,ā you corrected yourself immediately and bashfully left the entrance room.
āBless her heart,ā she muttered to herself when she heard the door close behind you. āDonāt even know whatās coming up,ā she chuckled quietly while shaking her head.
āHey punk,ā you teased when finding Clark sitting down on the outdoor loveseat upon the porch.
His head turned toward you and gosh, you felt like your knees could go weak right then and there. All he did was look over and smile. That damn smile. Such a charming, heart-squeezing smile, and donāt get you started on those eyes of his. You could drown in them.
āY/n?ā his voice snapped you out of your little falling head over heels daze. You didnāt even realize that he responded or that you were spacing out.
āOh, uhm. What?ā you tried to reply as smoothly as possible but clearly that didnāt slide. You could feel the heat rush to your cheeks from embarrassment and intimidation alone. He never intimidated you in a demeaning way, it was more so aā¦ your mind would turn into a giddy, bashful, overwhelmingly terrified and excited anytime you were around him way.
His beautiful frame lets out a deep handsome laugh. His shoulders shake as his laughing faded and soon enough he was standing. He took a couple steps forward. āFollow me?ā Before he could even take another breath, you were already following.
He couldnāt help but smirk down at you. You were gazing at the ground for a moment, but it was as if his stare was lasering through you. āW-What?ā
āYou sure do like the word what.ā
āShut up.ā
Not too long after, the two of you were walking through the fields not too far from his family home. āIām going to be incredibly straightforward, if thatās okay?ā
āPlease donāt tell me youāre going to kill me?ā you joked, but didnāt realize your voice sounded so sincere.
The poor manās eyes nearly flew out of his head and youāve never seen a manās lips move so fast to reassure a woman. āNO! What!? Do you really think I would?ā
āNo!ā you laugh and gently grab his arm as an act of reassurance. You snicker a bit more after replaying his reaction and lean forward out of a laughing habit.
Clark rolled his eyes and like a pouting puppy, playfully crossed his arms. His build was so broad, his slight movement didnāt even end up pushing you away. It was as if you leaned into a huge, gorgeous teddy bear.
āGoodness.. anywayā¦ uhmā¦ā the Kryptonian cleared his throat and straightened himself up. He gently grasped your shoulders and stood you up quick. Noticing his immediate change of body language, you tilted your head and gazed up at him with genuine interest. āD-Donāt look at me like that.ā You raise an eyebrow, deciding not to respond verbally. āNot! Not that I donāt like it. I mean. Shoot. Ugh, Iām really bad at this.āĀ
Having a feeling of what is coming up, you let out a soft laugh and reach out to him as he took a couple steps back. āYeah, you are. Kidding. Youāre okay, Clark. Itās just you and me.ā
The sarcasm, the immediate reassurance, the gentle touches and your eyes, God, your warm doe eyes. Those are the eyes Clark wants to see for the rest of his life, when he wakes up, before he leaves to save the world, whatever it may be. Noticing he was getting into his own spacing out moment, he shook his head to bring himself back to the conversation. āRight. Exactly. Thatās,ā he took a sharp inhale. āThatāsexactlywhatIwant.ā
āHuh?ā you responded, genuinely confused at what he said toward the end of his sentence.
āJust you and me. For as long as possible. Y/n, I want you to be mine. I want to be yours,ā he whispered.
āI love you.ā
Is what you wanted to say immediately when he asked that day. But here you are now, not even realizing the words that just slipped out of your mouth as you are washing the dishes and Clark is drying them. The damn dishes.
Some part of you is upset, but for just a moment. Youāve been dreaming and planning on how you would say it. Because you knew, for what felt like ever since the two of you made eye-contact, as cliche as that it is, you wanted to say it. Ever since, you had been daydreaming about who would say it first and how one would say it. Yet here you both are now, and the more you think about it, after a cooking a meal together with a shared glass of wine, relaxing conversations and flirty touches, you wouldnāt have had it any other way.
His dark blue eyes immediately find yours for confirmation. āI-I do,ā you whisper as if you could hear exactly what his eyes were asking.
āW-What was that again, darling?ā Clark decides to use his powers to his advantage and flew over to you in an instance, swooping you up in his arms.Ā
You let out a squeal and cling to him, āClark! My hands!ā
He drops the rag he was using to dry the dishes and laughs at your comment, āI love you too.ā
Your worry about soaking and soaping up his sweater instantaneously diminished. āY-Yeah?ā you mutter as his face moves closer down to yours.
āYes,ā he whispers back, another smile growing onto those pretty lips of his. His nose carefully grazes yours and he slowly presses his forehead against yours. His arms snake tighter around you so that there was no longer any space between your bodies.
Your eyes were already glossy at this point. Beats pass as the two of you stare into each otherās eyes. Everything begins to settle in for you. Clarkās warm embrace, fingers rubbing circles into each otherās clothes, the comforting silence after confessing each otherās love for one another, it was all hitting. Your lips part and a soft cry slips out.
āOh, baby,ā he murmurs and cradles you to where he can press gentle kisses against your temple.
You canāt help but begin to cry more out of pure admiration, gratitude and so much more you couldn't even begin to describe. āI-I love you so much, you donāt know how long Iāve been waiting for this moment.ā
Though he can hear how fast your heart is beating, his heart is beating incredibly so much faster. He would get down on one knee right now and propose if he had the ring. āI love you so much too.ā
His lips meet yours and you melt right into his arms. Your hands find the nape of his neck and your fingers begin to tangle into his dark hair. His big hands ever so gently pull you even closer into his chest, his fingers slightly grasping you as if he's saying he's never going to let go. Your lips curl into a small smile against the kiss, knowing that he would never.
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would totally have a taglist but it's been years so i don't know who's active right now lol
how about the reader accidentally saying i love you for the first time since they started dating with peter parker :)
never
pairing: clark kent x female reader
warnings: kinda emotional? suuuper sweet, v fluffy, some smoochy smoochy
author's note: this totally isn't a request from years ago... sorry nonnie. anyway since i'm in a clark kent mood i'm going to make this about clark, our current golden boy. sorry not sorry. i have no idea how i want to organize my content rn so heads up with my yappiness and inorganization
w/c: 1.3k
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It's been almost a year since Clark made things official with you. You remember the day down to every detail like it happened yesterday. You could close your eyes and remember the strong smell of freshly baked pie, the sound of the breeze running through the tall grass of his familyās home, and Clarkās oh so sweet voice as he talked you toward the question you both had been anticipating for months.
āWhatās the occasion, Mrs. Kent?ā you asked as you stepped into the familiar comforting house Clark had been bringing you to more often ever since you both grew close as friends.
āHoney, you known me for almost eight months now. You can call me Martha,ā Clarkās sweet mother playfully reminded you. āAnd nothing sweetheart, Clark let me know ahead of time that the two of you would be over so I thought why not pie?ā
You couldnāt help but let a giggle slip as the sweet woman laughed at her own remark. āI canāt complain. I love your pie,ā you smiled. You took a sniff, eyebrows raising as you recognized the delicious smell of warm blueberries. āYou made my favorite?ā
Martha simply shrugged and turned away with a small smirk on her lips that you didnāt catch. āClarkās outside by the way, hon. Think he was just helping Pops with something.ā
Letting go of the fact that she knew you were going to ask where he was before you could even ask, you hummed in response and turned back around to the front door. āMmkay, thank you. Mrsā Martha,ā you corrected yourself immediately and bashfully left the entrance room.
āBless her heart,ā she muttered to herself when she heard the door close behind you. āDonāt even know whatās coming up,ā she chuckled quietly while shaking her head.
āHey punk,ā you teased when finding Clark sitting down on the outdoor loveseat upon the porch.
His head turned toward you and gosh, you felt like your knees could go weak right then and there. All he did was look over and smile. That damn smile. Such a charming, heart-squeezing smile, and donāt get you started on those eyes of his. You could drown in them.
āY/n?ā his voice snapped you out of your little falling head over heels daze. You didnāt even realize that he responded or that you were spacing out.
āOh, uhm. What?ā you tried to reply as smoothly as possible but clearly that didnāt slide. You could feel the heat rush to your cheeks from embarrassment and intimidation alone. He never intimidated you in a demeaning way, it was more so aā¦ your mind would turn into a giddy, bashful, overwhelmingly terrified and excited anytime you were around him way.
His beautiful frame lets out a deep handsome laugh. His shoulders shake as his laughing faded and soon enough he was standing. He took a couple steps forward. āFollow me?ā Before he could even take another breath, you were already following.
He couldnāt help but smirk down at you. You were gazing at the ground for a moment, but it was as if his stare was lasering through you. āW-What?ā
āYou sure do like the word what.ā
āShut up.ā
Not too long after, the two of you were walking through the fields not too far from his family home. āIām going to be incredibly straightforward, if thatās okay?ā
āPlease donāt tell me youāre going to kill me?ā you joked, but didnāt realize your voice sounded so sincere.
The poor manās eyes nearly flew out of his head and youāve never seen a manās lips move so fast to reassure a woman. āNO! What!? Do you really think I would?ā
āNo!ā you laugh and gently grab his arm as an act of reassurance. You snicker a bit more after replaying his reaction and lean forward out of a laughing habit.
Clark rolled his eyes and like a pouting puppy, playfully crossed his arms. His build was so broad, his slight movement didnāt even end up pushing you away. It was as if you leaned into a huge, gorgeous teddy bear.
āGoodness.. anywayā¦ uhmā¦ā the Kryptonian cleared his throat and straightened himself up. He gently grasped your shoulders and stood you up quick. Noticing his immediate change of body language, you tilted your head and gazed up at him with genuine interest. āD-Donāt look at me like that.ā You raise an eyebrow, deciding not to respond verbally. āNot! Not that I donāt like it. I mean. Shoot. Ugh, Iām really bad at this.āĀ
Having a feeling of what is coming up, you let out a soft laugh and reach out to him as he took a couple steps back. āYeah, you are. Kidding. Youāre okay, Clark. Itās just you and me.ā
The sarcasm, the immediate reassurance, the gentle touches and your eyes, God, your warm doe eyes. Those are the eyes Clark wants to see for the rest of his life, when he wakes up, before he leaves to save the world, whatever it may be. Noticing he was getting into his own spacing out moment, he shook his head to bring himself back to the conversation. āRight. Exactly. Thatās,ā he took a sharp inhale. āThatāsexactlywhatIwant.ā
āHuh?ā you responded, genuinely confused at what he said toward the end of his sentence.
āJust you and me. For as long as possible. Y/n, I want you to be mine. I want to be yours,ā he whispered.
āI love you.ā
Is what you wanted to say immediately when he asked that day. But here you are now, not even realizing the words that just slipped out of your mouth as you are washing the dishes and Clark is drying them. The damn dishes.
Some part of you is upset, but for just a moment. Youāve been dreaming and planning on how you would say it. Because you knew, for what felt like ever since the two of you made eye-contact, as cliche as that it is, you wanted to say it. Ever since, you had been daydreaming about who would say it first and how one would say it. Yet here you both are now, and the more you think about it, after a cooking a meal together with a shared glass of wine, relaxing conversations and flirty touches, you wouldnāt have had it any other way.
His dark blue eyes immediately find yours for confirmation. āI-I do,ā you whisper as if you could hear exactly what his eyes were asking.
āW-What was that again, darling?ā Clark decides to use his powers to his advantage and flew over to you in an instance, swooping you up in his arms.Ā
You let out a squeal and cling to him, āClark! My hands!ā
He drops the rag he was using to dry the dishes and laughs at your comment, āI love you too.ā
Your worry about soaking and soaping up his sweater instantaneously diminished. āY-Yeah?ā you mutter as his face moves closer down to yours.
āYes,ā he whispers back, another smile growing onto those pretty lips of his. His nose carefully grazes yours and he slowly presses his forehead against yours. His arms snake tighter around you so that there was no longer any space between your bodies.
Your eyes were already glossy at this point. Beats pass as the two of you stare into each otherās eyes. Everything begins to settle in for you. Clarkās warm embrace, fingers rubbing circles into each otherās clothes, the comforting silence after confessing each otherās love for one another, it was all hitting. Your lips part and a soft cry slips out.
āOh, baby,ā he murmurs and cradles you to where he can press gentle kisses against your temple.
You canāt help but begin to cry more out of pure admiration, gratitude and so much more you couldn't even begin to describe. āI-I love you so much, you donāt know how long Iāve been waiting for this moment.ā
Though he can hear how fast your heart is beating, his heart is beating incredibly so much faster. He would get down on one knee right now and propose if he had the ring. āI love you so much too.ā
His lips meet yours and you melt right into his arms. Your hands find the nape of his neck and your fingers begin to tangle into his dark hair. His big hands ever so gently pull you even closer into his chest, his fingers slightly grasping you as if he's saying he's never going to let go. Your lips curl into a small smile against the kiss, knowing that he would never.
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would totally have a taglist but it's been years so i don't know who's active right now lol
dang i forget how self-critical a writer can be to themself. it's like as i'm writing my mind is racing with thoughts of go back go back reread rewrite rewrite wait what does that word mean? did i use it correctly? should there be a comma there? am i rusty? can i even write? go back redo that wait what
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husband!clark who like having an excuse to match you. matching keychains, matching jewelry, matching clothes, absolutely anything. he loves when you two are going somewhere or doing something where you get to dress up because then he gets to match his tie or some part of his outfit with the color or style of your own.
husband!clark who almost gets a cartoon nosebleed when he sees you wearing anything related to superman. one time he saw you in a superman tank top and short shorts with the symbol all over them and he almost passed out. he just canāt keep away when youāre wearing his symbol.
husband!clark who tries hard to avoid doing too much damage to the city, but he tries extra hard for you. he doesnāt want to inconvenience anyoneās day, but he feels especially bad if he gets a subway line or bus route that you use on your way to work, or if he causes damage to a business you like or anything of the sort.
husband!clark who hogs the blanket, but it isnāt really his fault. heās already taking up his whole half and is a huge cuddler, so sometimes he thinks heās pulling you closer, when really heās just pulling the blanket closer, and then he gets confused in his sleep because thatās not his warm spouse, so he starts sleepily moving your arms around to hug the crap out of you.
clark huffs a laugh, rolling his eyes before looking down at you. you return his gaze with wide blinking eyes, a symbol of feigned innocence and utter cuteness. it takes a lot of strength for clark to not crumble beneath that heavy load.
"why do you want me to say it so bad?" clark asks, curious and watches as you shrug.
"just want to hear how it sounds," you reply. "like i hear you say gosh and golly all the time. which is absolutely fine by me, i love the whole innocent farm boy thing you've got going on."
clark's ears turn a soft red as his cheeks bunch up with his amused smile.
"but i just want to hear it'd sound with your voice. and if it's going to be just as panty-dropping worthy as it is in my head."
clark's smile widens. "so you think about me?"
"slow your roll, smallville," you reply, smiling just as wide. "so what do you say? please say fuck. i'll give you $20."
"i literally can't be bribed," clark says, amused. "but if i was willing, i would require more than $20."
you eye him with playful suspicion. "what would your terms be?"
clark pretends to think about it, humming as he draws closer to you. he curls his arms around you, pulling a very willing you into his embrace. you steady yourself with your hands on his chest, peering up at him as you await his answer.
"a dozen kisses and three cuddles sessions," he says after a minute and you nod solemnly.
"plus the $20?" you ask and clark shakes his head, working you both into a gentle sway.
"it's never about the money. it's just about me spending time with my favourite gal and fulfilling her oddly specific desires."
"aw, aren't you the sweetest?" you coo, reaching up to cradle his dimpled cheeks. "okay, deal. a dozen kisses and three cuddles. now please say fuck."
"okay, sweetheart," clark agrees, clears his throat, and leans in until his lips are brushing against your slightly warm ear. your heart pounds loudly in your chest, anticipation rising as you await for the word to jump.
then clark says:
"ffffiddlesticks."
and cracks up to the point of tears as you push his bulk away with little success.
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if any of you are ever wondering, where the heck is kelly? what is she up to? why isnāt she writing anymore?
hereās your answer my loves!
obviously, we all have life going on. we know that. but me personally, besides that fun blessed rollercoaster, iām trying to steer toward content creating. these next couple of months i plan to focus on creative content specifically. hopefully if iām able to squeeze it into my schedule. iām officially a boss now!!! ah!!! anyway i hope to focus on anything that uses my creativity and niches. and i do plan on returning to writing when i have the time and energy!!!
here are my current most active content accounts:
instagram and threads: @kellymugteabye
tiktok: @kellymugteabye
here are my soon to be active content accounts:
youtube: @kellymugteabye
tumblr: this handle
thank you all for your love, concern and support. i love you all so very much.
hereās a recent short vid incase youāre curious about what my niche is and what my content is like :)
please note. i will never force anything upon anyone. i do not make promises. i truly am only here to spread love, entertainment and education.
hiii my loves, iām itching to get back into reading and writing! currently fixated on super-manā¦ yes, the new movie got me hooked on clark kentā¦ and yes, iām still fixated on spider-man tooā¦ so!
please recommend me any fics about super-man and spider-man!!!
AND PLEASE send in REQUESTS about super-man and spider-man!!!
(yes, i do tend to read smut but i no longer write it to post publicly)
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if any of you are ever wondering, where the heck is kelly? what is she up to? why isnāt she writing anymore?
hereās your answer my loves!
obviously, we all have life going on. we know that. but me personally, besides that fun blessed rollercoaster, iām trying to steer toward content creating. these next couple of months i plan to focus on creative content specifically. hopefully if iām able to squeeze it into my schedule. iām officially a boss now!!! ah!!! anyway i hope to focus on anything that uses my creativity and niches. and i do plan on returning to writing when i have the time and energy!!!
here are my current most active content accounts:
instagram and threads: @kellymugteabye
tiktok: @kellymugteabye
here are my soon to be active content accounts:
youtube: @kellymugteabye
tumblr: this handle
thank you all for your love, concern and support. i love you all so very much.
hereās a recent short vid incase youāre curious about what my niche is and what my content is like :)
please note. i will never force anything upon anyone. i do not make promises. i truly am only here to spread love, entertainment and education.
