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[layla-lobelia]

Chapter 1 : The Sun

Word Count: Approximately 1,162 words. Summary: The story begins with a nine-year-old Clark Kent watching as new neighbors, the Johnson family, move into the farmhouse next door.

The Kansas sun hung high in the sky, casting long shadows across the golden fields surrounding the Kent farm. Nine-year-old Clark Kent sat on the porch steps, his legs swinging back and forth as he watched the dust trail behind the moving truck rolling down the narrow dirt road. The truck creaked to a stop beside the neighboring farmhouse, a place that had been empty for as long as Clark could remember.

Clark tugged at the edge of his flannel shirt, feeling a mixture of curiosity and nervousness. New neighbors weren’t exactly common in Smallville, and the idea of meeting someone new made his heart race a little. He glanced back at the screen door behind him, where his mom, Martha Kent—or Ma Kent as everyone in town called her—was finishing up in the kitchen.

“You ready to meet the new folks?” Ma asked as she stepped out, carrying a large apple pie wrapped in a checkered cloth. Her smile was bright, but she had a keen way of noticing when Clark was uneasy.

“Yeah, I guess,” Clark replied, his voice a little higher than usual. He wasn’t scared exactly, but he couldn’t help feeling a little jittery.

Ma laughed softly and set the pie down for a moment, kneeling beside him. “They’re just people, Clark. Probably nervous, just like you are. But what’s the best way to meet new folks?”

Clark rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t help grinning. “With kindness,” he said, parroting what Ma had told him a hundred times before.

“That’s right.” She ruffled his hair gently. “Now come on. Let’s give ‘em a proper Smallville welcome.”

Clark hopped off the porch, his boots kicking up little puffs of dirt as he and his mother made their way across the field that separated their farm from the neighbors’. He could see two men unloading furniture from the truck, lifting a couch and a couple of boxes toward the house. A woman stood nearby, shading her eyes with one hand as she surveyed the work. As Ma and Clark approached, the woman turned toward them and smiled.

“Hello there!” Ma Kent called out cheerfully, waving with her free hand.

The woman wiped her hands on her apron and walked over to greet them. Her hair was pulled into a neat bun, and her brown skin glowed in the sunlight. She looked warm and welcoming, the kind of person who could put anyone at ease with just a smile.

“Well, hello!” she said, her voice bright and full of energy. “You must be the Kents! I’m Flora Johnson. We’ve heard so many good things about you already.”

“And we’ve been lookin’ forward to meeting you,” Ma Kent replied, offering the pie with both hands. “We brought a little something—hope you all like apple pie.”

Flora’s eyes lit up as she accepted the pie. “Apple pie? Oh, this is just perfect! Thank you so much, Martha.” She handed Ma Kent a large glass jar filled with amber-colored honey. “My husband and I keep bees, so here’s a little something from our hive. You’ll never find better honey.”

Clark stood quietly by Ma’s side, his eyes flicking between the two women. He wasn’t sure when he was supposed to speak, and he felt like he was too big to hide behind Ma’s skirt but too shy to just stand there.

Flora seemed to notice Clark for the first time, her eyes softening as she bent down slightly to his level. “And who’s this handsome young man?”

“This is my son, Clark,” Ma Kent said with a proud smile. “Clark, say hello to Mrs. Johnson.”

Clark’s ears burned red as he mumbled, “Hello, ma’am,” keeping his eyes on the ground.

Flora chuckled softly. “A little shy, huh? Don’t worry, my daughter’s the same way. She’s around your age, but she’s probably hiding out in the barn right now. She’s not too thrilled about moving.”

Ma Kent gave Clark a gentle nudge. “Why don’t you go introduce yourself, Clark? I’m sure she’d love to meet someone her own age.”

Clark hesitated for a moment, but the idea of meeting someone new tugged at him, curiosity outweighing his nerves. “Okay,” he said, giving his mom a quick nod before walking toward the barn, his hands stuffed deep into his pockets.

As he rounded the side of the barn, he spotted a girl standing on the other side of a wooden fence. Her curly black hair, tied back with a red scarf, bounced as she tried to scramble over the fence. Her overalls, covered in tiny embroidered flowers, were dirt-smudged, and her face was scrunched up in concentration as she pulled herself up, one foot barely managing to hook over the top rail.

Clark watched for a moment, biting back a laugh, before stepping closer. “Uh, what’re you doing?”

The girl startled, her grip slipping as she dropped back down to the ground with a soft thud. She spun around, her eyes narrowing in suspicion. “I’m tryin’ to leave,” she muttered, wiping her hands on her overalls as she glared at him. “What’s it to you?”

Clark blinked, caught off guard by her bluntness. “Leave? But… you just got here.”

Layla frowned and crossed her arms. “I don’t like it here. What if the people here are mean? I don’t know anyone, and I don’t wanna be here.”

Clark tilted his head, thinking for a second before he stepped a little closer. “I’m not mean. And you know me now.”

The girl huffed but didn’t say anything, her stubbornness starting to crack a little.

“I’ll be your friend,” Clark said simply, his voice full of warmth. “That way, you don’t have to worry about not knowin’ anyone. I’m Clark, by the way.”

Layla’s frown slowly melted into something softer as she stared at him. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she dropped her arms to her sides. “I’m Layla,” she said quietly, kicking at the dirt with her boot. “You really wanna be my friend?”

Clark shrugged like it was the easiest thing in the world. “Why not? We’re neighbors, right? And I don’t got many friends either.”

Layla’s eyes widened a little, as if she couldn’t quite believe he meant it. She glanced back at the fence for a moment, then at Clark. Finally, she gave a small, hesitant smile. “You don’t seem like a bad neighbor.”

Clark smiled back, feeling a sense of relief and happiness spread through him. “And you don’t seem so bad yourself.”

Layla took a step forward, a little more confident now. “So… what do you do around here? Is there anything fun?”

Clark thought for a moment, then grinned. “Well, there’s a creek just down the hill. We can catch frogs and stuff. And sometimes Pa lets me drive the tractor. It’s pretty cool.”

Layla raised an eyebrow. “You can drive a tractor?”

Clark puffed out his chest a little. “Yup! Well, mostly just steer it. But it’s still fun.”

Layla giggled, the sound light and free. “Alright, that sounds kinda fun. Maybe this place won’t be so bad after all.”

Clark beamed, glad that he had managed to cheer her up. “Come on, I’ll show you the creek. It’s not far.”

Layla hesitated for a second, then nodded. “Okay, but you better not trick me.”

“I won’t!” Clark said with a laugh, already turning to lead the way. “Promise.”

As they walked back toward the barn, Layla glanced over at Clark, a small smile playing on her lips. Maybe this new place wouldn’t be so bad after all.

[qui-nnsart]

JL, JL gods and monsters, and Teen Titans go designs for my dc oc hunter

[the-golden-tigress]

Hello guys! Well, here's the finished art. It took me a while to finish because of personal problems, but here it is: D This little girl with beautiful red eyes is called Evangeline Beatrice Troy. In this drawing she is only six years old, but her passion for heavy and dangerous games had started very early. Well, like any good art needs a story, I thought of one.

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It was a cold night in Washington DC, Donna Troy was in the living room with Ares, the ancient god of war. She was with her head lying on the beloved's chest, while he stroked her hair. She stared at him, kissing his chin tenderly making the man smile and hug his waist.

-It's quiet. - the woman stated. Being able to see the same raise an eyebrow.

-Too much. - The same guaranteed, it was not long ago that the twins had gone up to their rooms, but it was still early for them to go to sleep. The Amazon jumped up, thus climbing the stairs of the house. She could hear her husband's quiet footsteps following her. Both went to the first room, which belonged to their youngest, Ulysses. He slowly opened the door, being able to see the boy playing video games while lying in his bed, sighed quietly. The boy was fine, now it was time to find out if the older one was okay. The couple went to the second door in the corridor, so the woman slowly opened the door to her daughter's room, her eyes widened as she could look at the girl's crimson red eyes shine for lack of light, the room was totally dark, being lit only by candles that were lit on the table. On the table, there was an Ouija board. That certainly had never been given by the couple. The little blonde girl took the index finger to her lips, thus emitting a thin "Shiiiiuuu", since she was playing something that the mother would certainly never have authorized. The Amazon saw the door being closed by the merits so she smiled nervously at him.

-Don't worry, she'll be fine. - He assured while stroking his wife's hair. - Nobody on the other side would be crazy to torment our daughter, we know her temper very well.- affirmed the blonde while smiling. -In addition, I stay here to take care of her, in case something bad happens. - Said serene making the wife sigh and settle to his chest.

[agentsketchy]

I haven’t drawn Ivory in so long! It was really fun to draw her again!🌙✨

[ourkarlanicoleuniverse]

A little DC Original Character with none other than my favorite character John Constantine. #dccomics #dcuniverse #johnconstantine #dcfandome #dccomicsoc #digitalart https://www.instagram.com/p/CF0EOijhAxS/?igshid=1n8lh9eu2dyxw

[wickedywitch]

Touch the Skye! #oc #originalcharacter #dccomicsoc #myart

[the-golden-tigress]

Hey guys! Today I bring you a little old drawing. It was done in the middle of December and I ended up forgetting to post. This drawing is by Ares, the god of war. In it we can see the marerntão with his two twin sons, Angeline and Ulisses. I really believe that love can change everything XD These two little ones, are part of an online rpg I have with some friends and in it, after years of arduous confusion between good and evil Ares ended up falling in love with the young Amazon, Donna Troy and together with her, she started a family. Although, Ares is quiet and right in his, he is a good husband, he loves his children and his wife. Sometimes, you can get laughs out of him. This drawing, it is as if our dear Donna, was taking a picture of him with his children. So I created a little story for this fanart. "The god of war was waiting to go out with his wife and children, he tied a kangaroo behind his back and one in front of him. He took a deep breath, then when he heard his wife approach.""-Darling, look over here" - the woman called him so the blonde could see his wife pointing the phone at him. "-They are beautiful, say" X "! - She said, the man raised an eyebrow while doing nothing. Certainly human customs were still strange to him."

[agentsketchy]

She’s in a long black coat tonight Waiting for me in the downpour outside She’s singing “Baby come home” in a melody of tears While the rhythm of the rain keeps time And I remember “Baby, come home” I remember “Baby, come home” I remember “Baby, come home” I remember “Baby, come home” Did you ever love her? Do you know? Or did you never want to be alone? And she was singing “Baby, come home” “Baby, come home”

[agentsketchy]

I’M BRINGING HER BACK BABY!!!

[agentsketchy]

My little spread I did for Ivory🌙✨

[agentsketchy]

Fun fact: Ivory paints and sketches in her spare time. It calms her down after a long night of patrol💙

[agentsketchy]

Fun fact: Raven’s powers come from the Amethyst of Wisdom which fused with her body becoming her heart💜

[agentsketchy]

✨💜Purple and sparkles💜✨

[the-golden-tigress]

New art! Baby Ulysses Troy son of Donna Troy (Troya) and Ares god of war, OC DC Comics! Ulysses, is a sweet and sweet boy, is the youngest twin of the young couple. #dccomics #dccomicsoc #donnatroy #aresgodofwar #digitaldrawing #digitalartist #originalcharacter #cutebaby #beautifulboy #nightsuit #kigurumi

[agentsketchy]

Fun fact: Shadow is a mechanic when she is not out on patrol as the vigilante Blackout❤️

[agentsketchy]

Not official but I’m liking it so far💜