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clingy clark

( synopsis ) — after insecurely taking advice from jimmy and spending hours online, clark distances himself from you. scared he might’ve overwhelmed you with his clinginess. all for a crying clark to come back home to you.

( warnings ) — none! just an insecure, clingy clark.

( tags ) — @jordiemeow [to be added]

“Just leave them alone for a second, Clark!” Lois laughs, watching as Clark’s arms stay locked around your waist, his face practically buried in your shoulder like a big, needy golden retriever.

“Yeah, dude. Clinginess isn’t cute. I should know. I’m probably the best guy in the room when it comes to women,” Jimmy adds from beside Lois, nudging her playfully before he’s met with a sharp glare.

“Oh, shut up,” you say to Jimmy, leaning back into Clark’s hold. “Just give me a few minutes, baby. Lois and I are talking about the article.” You give his arm a quick pat before slipping out of his grip.

When you and Lois walk off toward the printing room, Clark stays behind. He frowns, glancing at Jimmy and leaning against the edge of the desk, his arms crossed.

“Do you think that’s true?” he mutters. “Do you think they get annoyed when I’m too… affectionate?”

Jimmy barely looks up. “Most definitely,” he says flatly. “I mean, come on, man. You’re like a big dog. Always all over them.. hugging, touching, laying your head on them. If I were dating you, I’d lose my mind.”

And that conversation sticks in Clark’s head longer than it should. Later that night, he’s alone in his cold, quiet room. The only light in the room comes from his computer screen. He’s slouched in front of it, arms crossed tightly over his chest as he stares at the headline on the screen:

“Are Clingy Boyfriends a Turn-Off?”

His eyes scan every word. Each line feels like a hit to the gut. And the comment section? Even worse.

voidsuites: “I dated someone like this once. It was suffocating. I couldn’t even stand next to them without their hands on me.”

jordiemeow: “Clingy partners are exhausting. So glad I got out of that relationship.”

hrtfilm: “Clingy usually means controlling. Red flag behavior, honestly. Be careful, guys.”

jclolz22: “It’s not bad at first.. but after a while, it gets annoying.”

Clark checks every box.

He was always touching you, his hands under your shirt, his chin on your shoulder, his arms around your waist, even in public. He’d pull you into his lap in front of anyone. You were a constant source of peace for him. A calm he never wanted to be without. But maybe that wasn’t how it felt to you. So he thought. So he stopped.

Over the next few weeks, he pulled back. He stopped bugging you at your desk. Stopped waiting outside the bathroom for you. Stopped finding excuses to pass by your apartment after work. No more arms slipping around your waist. No more hands brushing against yours. No more sudden, warm weight of him behind you while you were reading.

And of course, you noticed.

Clark might’ve thought he was giving you space, but you felt the shift immediately. He was always the one who made you feel grounded just when you got too lost in your own head, he’d appear out of nowhere and wrap you up in that warmth like a big blanket. Now, it felt like something important had been quietly taken away.

But being you, you didn’t say anything right away. You just kept thinking. Replaying things over and over.

Did you do something? Say something? Had you pushed him away without realizing? Why didn’t he want to hold you anymore? When was the last time he stayed over? It was driving you crazy. So you decided to fix it.

On your walk home one night, you nodded to yourself, already planning it out. You’d invite him over. Cook for him. Make his favorite, rhubarb pie, using Ma Kent’s recipe (which you were absolutely going to call her for).

But while you were lost in your head, something strange happened. A shadow passed over you. The sun was still high, the sky clear. No tall buildings around you. No trees. No reason for a shadow. So you looked up.

And there he was. Clark, flying overhead in full Superman gear, clearly trying to look casual. A blur in the sky, pretending he wasn’t watching you from above like some lovesick satellite.

You just smiled. Because you couldn’t exactly call him out in public. Superman was supposed to be busy saving people, not floating above his partner on their walk home like a weird, adorable stalker.

But the next day? That was different.

You had the day off. You were in your apartment, music playing quietly from the radio. You leaned against the counter, sliding a tray into the oven. Ma’s rhubarb pie. You were trying your absolute best to get it right before inviting Clark over for dinner.

And as you stood back and wiped your hands on your apron, your eyes drifted to the window. There it was again. That familiar blur of red and blue just outside.

You sighed, walked over to the window, and pushed it open.

“Clark,” you said dryly. “Get inside.”

He tried to pretend he hadn’t heard you at first, looking away dramatically. But eventually, he floated in, landing softly on your floor. He didn’t say much, just sat down on the couch, eyes glossy, face tight with emotion.

You stepped between his legs, placing your hands on his shoulders as he instinctively held your hips, his touch cautious.

“What happened?” you asked, gently.

“What do you mean?” he tried.

You raised your brows. Really?

“I just…” he started, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. “Jimmy said I was being too clingy. And then I read this article online. And all these comments. And I thought… maybe I was making you uncomfortable. I thought giving you space was the right thing.”

You lowered yourself into his lap, taking his hand from his face and wiping his wet cheeks with your thumbs.

“And you listened to Jimmy Olsen?” you teased softly, trying not to smile too hard.

He sniffled, nodding. “He said girls hate guys like that. And everyone online agreed. I just wanted to do right by you, baby.”

Your hands moved to cradle his face, your thumbs brushing his cheekbones as he looked up at you, big eyes full of guilt.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“It’s okay, Clark,” you said, leaning in to press a kiss to his lips.

He kissed you back, slow and soft, holding onto you like he was afraid you’d disappear. When you pulled away, you stayed close, your foreheads pressed together, your breath mingling.

“I’m sorry,” he repeated, barely loud enough to hear.

“I told you it’s okay,” you murmured. “I’m not mad. I just wish you would’ve talked to me first before disappearing like that, alright?”

He nodded, still holding you close. Then suddenly, his eyes widened, nose scrunching.

“Wait… do you smell something burning?”

You blinked. “Shit. The pie.”

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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON — 2.08 | "The Queen Who Ever Was"

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loving this clark kent hyperfixation hehehe

he's just so dreamy... sighs

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connor murphyism rebirth

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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON — 1.10 | "The Black Queen"

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PHIA SABAN as HELAENA TARGARYEN — 2.02 | "Rhaenyra the Cruel"

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TWO WRONGS...

pairings: ex!rafe cameron x reader && situationship!art donaldson x reader && pining!jj maybank x reader

summary: after a messy break up with rafe, your only option was to leave the band. east coast had barely managed to continue on without you, thanks to john b stepping up to continue vocals. you joined the other band from outer banks, challengers. both bands now battle for the number one spot, while half of them battle for your attention.

TWO WRONGS — 12. 13. 14.

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Emily Rose Cole, Persephone Returns (insp.)

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Dreams didn't make us kings. DRAGONS did.

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just found out what picmix is and i'm hooked

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They look so cute there

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first time reader x dilf art

this is kinda just rambling idk! tw for mild daddy kink, virginity loss, age gap, size kink, squirting, creampie, sorry no plot!!!!!! <3

he’d be soooo sweet with it, making sure to make your night special, lighting candles in his bedroom and treating you to a nice dinner. he’d take you to bed, all slow kisses and needy touches, helping you out of your clothes until you were splayed out on his bed, looking up at him clad in just your pink matching set you’d picked out for the occasion, your expression so sweet compared to the thoughts racing through his mind.

“so goddamn pretty, angel,” he’d tell you, taking his time getting you all worked up, slipping his fingers into your panties and giving you a satisfied hum of approval when he found you dripping wet, just for him. “you want me to touch you, hm?” he’d ask, playing the innocent card as you whined for more, his fingers tracing your clit, “want daddy to stretch you out? that it?”

you’d nod, all eager for it, already halfway to your first orgasm of the night just from his lazy touches. “please,” you’d whine, kissing his jaw, “wanna be yours, daddy,” he’d take your jaw in his free hand, the other slipping a finger inside you, groaning at how tight you were around him, “you’re already mine,” he’d tell you, faux sternness dripping from his voice, “yknow that? my sweet girl,” “yes,” you’d choke out, eyes screwed shut as he worked you open, “oh, art,”

he’d take his time bringing you to the edge, watching in awe as you came undone around his fingers, pulling them out to slip them into your mouth, lazy smile on his lips as you eagerly sucked them clean. “atta girl,” he’d murmur, kissing your forehead, “you think you’re ready for me, hm?” “yes please,” you’d nod, eyes wide and excited, reaching for his boxers. he’d push your hands away gently, shaking his head, “just lay there for me, angel. let me do the rest,”

he’d lay you back, slowly peeling off your pretty set, cock twitching at the sight of you on display before him. he’d pull down his boxers, pumping himself slowly, eyes raking over your figure, drinking you in, before he worked his way up, kissing you softly. “gonna go slow, okay?”

he slipped just the tip in at first, already groaning at the feeling of you stretching around him, his eyes squeezed shut as he rested his forehead against yours. “tell me if you need me to stop, baby,” he’d mumble, voice tight with restraint. “so big,” you’d whimper as he slid a little deeper, your hand finding his, intertwining your fingers. “doing so good for me,” he’d pull back slightly, just far enough to watch himself slide inside of you, nearly filling you up right then and there at the sight, “god, such a pretty pussy,” his free hand would come to rub slow, easy circles on your clit, easing you open, slowly bottoming out inside you.

“oh, daddy,” your eyes were watery, your cheeks flushed red as you clenched around him. “i know, baby,” he’d say softly, “you okay, hm? need me to pull out?” you’d shake your head quickly, eager to keep him inside you, drunk on the combination of pain and pleasure, “you can move, ‘m okay,”

he’d slowly slide back out, hissing out a curse before sliding back inside, his entire body tensing as he watched you pulse around him. “so good, baby, doing so good f’me,” he’d hold your thighs, gentle but tight, slowly working up a rhythm, watching every expression on your face. once you were good and relaxed, he’d speed up slightly, increasing his pressure on your clit just enough to have you writhing, soaking his cock, begging for more. “greedy girl,” he’d nearly growl, his free hand settling loosely around your throat, “god, taking me so good,”

“feels s’good,” you’d babble beneath him, “so full,” he’d pull on leg up, resting it on his shoulder, groaning as he got even deeper inside you, “oh, that’s it,” he’d press a kiss to your calf, fucking you faster, watching the way your tits bounced, “oh, god, gonna pump you full,”

“please, please-“ you were a mess, flushed all over, tears streaking your cheeks as you came for the third time, “daddy, oh-“ he gasped hoarsely as you squirted around his cock, the sheets dampening beneath you, his pupils dilating almost painfully at the sight. “oh, baby,” he moaned, letting go all restraint and pounding into you, leaning forward to kiss you as he neared the edge, “my good fuckin’ girl,”

you clenched around him, moaning into his mouth as his hips stuttered, a groan leaving his lips. he fucked you through it, panting against you, hips slowly stilling, “you alright, angel?” “mhm,” you’d hum, “was i good?” “oh, you were perfect,” he’d smile down at you, kissing your forehead before slowly pulling out with a hiss, pulling you down to lay against his chest, “you sleepy?” “mhm,” you’d press a kiss to his chest lazily, “i love you,” “i love you too, sweet girl,” he’d kiss your forehead one last time before letting his head hit the pillow, still buzzing.

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Want to hold my favorite cowboy :(

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18+ MNDI

VIRGIN!ART DONALDSON who moans as soon as he enters you. (if he didn’t know any better, he would’ve came on the spot)

VIRGIN!ART DONALDSON who buries his head between you neck and kisses it desperately as he begins to rutt into you

VIRGIN!ART DONALDSON who licks the tears from your cheeks as they come streaming down

VIRGIN!ART DONALDSON who’s praises sound like prayers as he whimpers them out between kisses

VIRGIN!ART DONALDSON who comes so fast and so hard he starts crying even more than he was before (he just can’t believe how much he loves you!!)

VIRGIN!ART DONALDSON who can’t stop now matter how much you beg him to…

“can’t stop ‘m so sorry baby -ah- can’t stop”

VIRGIN!ART DONALDSON who collapses ontop of you after he came god knows how many times. poor baby is so overwhelmed, muttering how much he loves you and begging you not to leave him

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new challengers (2024) promo photos !

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This is a sickening side profile my god