Sophie

Welcome to my masterlist!

All Clark Kent one shots!

Boyfriend!Clark Kent x anxious! F reader

One shot:Boyfriend! Clark Kent x birthday! F reader!

Oneshot: The last time.

Clark Kent x cafe! Worker pt1 pt2

“Talk to me.” Clark Kent x burnt out reader

Clark Kent x female! Reader

Summary: you’ve dealt with abusive relationship before, when you and Clark are arguing you think he will strike.

Hurt/comfort

Reader starts the argument, being Superman conflicts the relationship, Couples arguing about dumb stuff

Tw:mention of abusive relationships but does not go into detail

(Also not proofread.)

Summary- your a journalist at the daily planet you love writing for the longest time but recently you just feel so unmotivated and burnt out, luckily your boyfriend helps you out. :)

AN:my inspiration was my own burnt out experience in school, sucks! (Ps was not proof read pls ignore any grammar mistakes)

You work at a cafe in metropolis while also balancing college you meet a cute customer but he has a secret life.

Tags:college! user, user doesn’t know that Clark Kent is Superman, Clark Kent being flustered

AU: I’m so sorry for not uploading this one faster I’ve been dealing with my own issues such as burnt out plus school and theatre has taken up majority of my time.

You work at a cafe in a Metropolis as a part-time job while attending college. It is Monday at 7 AM. You’re opening up, and you swear people just seem to know when you open because it gets packed quickly.

You’re a cashier for the day, trying to be patient with the customers, but you’re half awake and on autopilot. Everything is going well until you look up and see a tall, dark, broad-shouldered man in front of you, wearing a suit with his tie slightly to the left and his glasses crooked 

“Good morning, ma’am. Can I get 4 Americanos and a box of donuts?”

You must’ve been staring at him for quite some time because he gets nervous and keeps looking away from your gaze. 

“O-Oh! Yeah, of course? Will that be cash or card?”

“Card.”

You keep your head low, trying not to embarrass yourself any more than you already have.

You hand him his coffee in a sleeve and his box of donuts. That's when you finally make eye contact with him.

“Have a nice day, sir!” you say, using your work voice to sound professional.

“You too.”

He grins at you in a way that makes your heart flutter and makes you want to jump into his arms.

The rest of your shift, you can’t stop thinking about that guy. He was so mysterious but so interesting. On your break, you tell your coworker about him.

“Huh? Oh yeah, that’s Clark Kent. He works at the Daily Planet. He’s clumsy but nice. He apologized profusely a few months ago when he spilled coffee on the ground.”

“Clark Kent, huh?” You repeat his name, trying to memorize it.

After you clock out in the afternoon, you walk out of the café still in your work clothes, exhausted and wanting nothing more than to go to class, then spend the night watching TV until you pass out and repeat the cycle until you graduate.

You take a sketchy route home since you only have an hour and ten minutes to shower, fix your appearance, and drive to school. You look around, listening to every strange noise to stay aware of your surroundings—until suddenly, you’re surrounded by three robbers. One stands in front of you, holding a gun pointed at you.

All 3 of them step closer, trying to you to intimidate you.

“Alright doll, hand over the purse,” one of them demands

Before you can react, the one with the gun snatches it from your hand while the other two hold you back, gripping your forearms.

The robber with your purse doesn’t get far before he’s stopped by a red-and-yellow S symbol in front of him

It’s Superman.

He gives the robber a look, and the man immediately runs off with his two partners, leaving you alone with Superman and your purse on the ground.

“Thank you, Superman!”

You walk up to him as he crouches down to pick up your purse. You take it from his hands, relief washing over you as your adrenaline begins to fade.

“Anytime, miss. Mind if I walk you home to ensure your safety?”

“I don’t.”

You walk beside him, feeling incredibly awkward. Do you talk to him like a normal person? Do you fangirl and ask for his autograph? Was agreeing to this a bad idea?

You’re pulled out of your thoughts when he asks you something.

“What were you doing walking in this part of the city, miss?” he asks, sounding more curious than judgmental.

“Well, it’s the fastest route to get to my apartment, and I have class in an hour.” You reply.

“Ah gotcha. You gotta be more careful, Metropolis is filled with bad guys. You're lucky I was nearby when I saw what was happening.”

He looks at you, and just staring at his icy blue eyes gives you butterflies in your stomach. It makes you lose any composure you have left.

“Well… I’m glad you were here,” you say awkwardly, silently cursing yourself.

You both walk in silence until you reach your apartment.

“Welp, here it is. I better go now.”

You stand there, unsure of what to do with your hands, holding them awkwardly.

Superman grins at you.

“Have a good day, ma’am. Be safe out there.”

He took off flying, making your hair dance in the wind as you watch him creating a sonic boom in the air.

Sonamy angst

Summary- Amy rose is having trouble trying to get the blue blur to love her

It seems in Sonic’s world, love is in the air. It's 8 in the morning, and Rogue is already teasing knuckles about taking away the master emerald, smirking to herself when he starts lashing out at her with a slight blush on her cheeks. Silver and Blaze have been hanging out quite a lot more recently, but when asked about it, they brush it off or go silent, which is louder than words.

Tangle and Whisper are new to the team, and they look so adorable. They always say opposites attract!

You would think everyone would be pleasant in their life, everyone but a pink hedgehog named Amy Rose.

Amy Rose embodies love and optimisim but unfortunately, her life has been the opposite.

She spent all night waiting for a text for the blue blur hero, Sonic the Hedgehog

“He’s busy, he’ll respond soon.”

she told herself as her eyelids slowly closed, only to be quickly opened up again as she forced herself to stay awake to talk to her favorite hedgehog

But when it was 3 in the morning, she only saw that she was left on read by the blue hedgehog. Her heart broke as her stomach turned into knots. She knew the outcome, but thought it would’ve been different this time. She turned off her phone and rolled over to her side, closing her eyes as she cried silently to her pillow.

By the time morning arrives, she feels just as horrible as the night before; her phone is now at 5%, her hair is all matted and tangled, and she woke up in the afternoon, which isn’t like her at all. She gets up and turns on the shower, letting it warm up while she brushes her hair slowly and gently. When the shower finally warms up, Amy steps in, letting the water fall on her, immediately wetting her hair. She stands in the shower, zoning out every memory of last night coming back to haunt her. It took her a minute to realize she better hurry up. After showering, she dried herself off with a towel and picked her classic red and white halter dress. She blow-dried her hair, putting on some concealer to cover up the dark circle under her eyes and the red tint from crying all night long. She put on her boots as she walked out to her car.

She went grocery shopping, trying to get her mind off Sonic, but nothing helped, and each time his face popped up in her head, her heart got crushed more. As she walked out of the store with brown bags filled with all sorts of food, she felt a breeze hit her out of nowhere, then she looks infront of her, she saw Sonic the Hedgehog standing in front of her with a cocky smile

“Heya ames! Sorry for not responding last night, I was busy y’know how it is.”

He says while looking at her as if he wasn’t guilty of neglecting to message her

Her stomach dropped when seeing him standing in front of her. She was hopelessly devoted to her when her heart raced seeing him

“S-sonic! I was wondering if you wanna hang tonight…or any time..”

Her heartbeat was so loud that you would think everyone else walking around them could hear it

“Uhh, sure ames i’ll see if I got time and I’ll tell you.”

He told her, meanwhile, scratching his head, avoiding eye contact.

Long story short, he basically rejected her discreetly.

He left her standing there in the middle of the sidewalk. Amy sighed and arrived home. That is where she did anything she could to keep her mind off of Sonic yet again.

Until a bell rang, and it was Sonic standing at her door with a chilli dog in both hands

“Care to join me?”

Amy was appalled; she wasn’t expecting this AT ALL

“Yeah..sure”

She opened the door wider so he could enter her house. Luckily, it was clean, or else she would’ve been more freaked out.

Time seems to be slowing down as Sonic and Amy hang out. Sonic is rarely willing to hang out with the pink hedgehog, so this is a surprise to Amy, but she acts normally throughout the whole ordeal.

At midnight, they end up on top of Amy’s rooftop, laughing at old memories. Amy keeps laughing while Sonic stopped a long time ago, and he looked at her with a loving glare without her knowledge

“Y’know Amy…I actually enjoy your presence….A lot.”

He tells her out of the blue, making the pink hedgehog pause her laughing fit to stare at him with a confused but appreciative look

“Thank you, Sonic, that means a lot to me.”

They lock eyes, and again Amy feels her ears heating up and her heart racing the longer they hold eye contact.

Before she knows it, Sonic goes in for a kiss. It lasted for a few seconds, but it felt like a lifetime.

He moved away from the kiss and pulled Amy to his chest. All of this was happening too fast. Amy was drunk in love, so all of this didn't register to her right away.

“Sonic?-”

“Shh, Amy, let’s stay in this moment.”

Amy didn’t say anything after that; she enjoyed the moment just like he said to do. Sooner or later, Amy fell asleep. She was free of anxiety, self-doubt, and insecurity for that night, for that one night.

In the morning, the rising sun woke Amy up. She jolted awake when she remebers shes on top of her roof. She looks around just to see no one around her, and she remembers falling asleep in Sonic’s arms.

She climbs down her roof to grab her phone, and of course its at 13% percent she sees she has some notifications from 2 AM

“Amy im sorry.”

“I can’t anymore. I’m so sorry. I think it's for the best if we stay as friends.”

Her heart dropped. She stared at her phone while tears dripped down her wrist.

Hello my name is Sophia and here are some things I’m interested in

She/her

Fandoms: Sonic the Hedgehog & Superman

Liked artists: Taylor swift, charli xcx, ABBA and ofc crush 40

Liked movies/tv shows : sonic 3,mulan ,Superman, sonic boom, smallville, and adventures of sonic the hedgehog

(Please talk to me about Sonic the hedgehog I could talk for hours)

Fanfic info:

Will try to upload weekly!

I can do commissions

Smut is not my strong suit but I can try! 😓

WILL NOT DO: incest, or anything of that nature

Please tell me any criticism as English isn’t my first language and I could use all the help I can get!

With that being said please be patient with me as I am still getting used to tumblr and all of this is pretty much new to me.

Boyfriend! Clark Kent x f!Reader

Angst no comfort- reader doesn’t know Clark Kent is Superman

summary: Clark Kent misses another date which leads to you realizing you deserve better.

You were stood up yet again by your boyfriend, Clark Kent. You guys have only been together for four months, and recently you’ve been regretting dating him. The entire time you were in the restaurant, you kept telling yourself you both should’ve stayed friends. At least when you were, he was more reliable. 

You sat there for thirty minutes, refusing to order food or drinks. After an hour of waiting, the sound of happy families and couples made you sick to your stomach. You finally decided to go home. You drove back with tears in your eyes, mascara running down you face. During red lights, the cars beside you gave you a sympathetic look or a nasty glare. You didnt care either way—you were heartbroken and pissed.

When you got home, you looked like a mess — your hair curled, the red dress that Clark picked out for you wrinkled, and your heels dangling from your hands as you walked into your apartment. You sat on the couch and continued to sob until you fell asleep for god knows how many hours. You barely remembered anything from that night until you heard a boom outside your window. It was Superman — you knew it was him from the red cape following behind him.

You sat up on the couch, remembering what happened before you passed out, every feeling coming back to haunt you. You saw the doorknob jiggle. It was Clark walking in, looking disheveled, his hair all over the place, his tie loose, his suit jacket slipping off one shoulder, and his glasses sliding down his nose

“Baby! Baby, I’m sorry about our date. I-I didn’t forget. I was caught up at work and—” 

It caught him off guard when you laughed in his face.

“Clark. It’s the third time you’ve used that excuse with me.”

You stood up and walked toward him.

“I know, baby, I know. Let me explain, I—”

“Clark, I’m done!”

The outburst echoed through the apartment. He stood there in shock, looking like a deer in headlights.

“What?”

“Clark, it’s only been a few months of being together, and honestly, I’ve never felt so miserable in my life! You never show up for dates. You leave work early all the time, and you never tell me anything.”

 He stood there as if every word you said stabbed him in the heart 

“I know.” 

“That's all you’re going to say?” 

There was silence afterwards. The most heartwrenching silence you’d ever experienced. You didn’t even realize you’d started tearing up. You grabbed your coat, your phone, and your keys. 

“Fuck you, Clark fuck you!”

You slammed the door behind you and drove. You didn’t know where you were going — you just drove until you realized you needed somewhere to stay. So you went to your friend’s house. You barely talked, barely ate, barely moved. You were heartbroken because of Clark’s dumb habit of never being transparent with you. 

Summary: you have a obsession with Sonic and your birthday is coming up so Clark tries to get you a birthday gift that is Sonic themed

Mentions: anxiety,nausea, panic attack, reader has divorced parents, supportive Clark

AN:Hey guys this is my first oneshot I posted on tumblr! I will really appreciate any type of feedback and please reblog, like or comment my work if you liked it. Please do have in mind these were my symptoms when I had severe anxiety and everyone experinces anxiety differently!!