smallville, seasons 1 & 2 clark kent x fem! oc slow/sporadic updates © voidvaleska

"Why do you want me?" "You want to know why I want you?" He exhales, like he's been holding this in for weeks. "I want you because I don't date for fun. I don't do temporary. I want you because when I think about marriage, your face is the only one there. I want you because if I ever have kids, I want them to have you as their mother. I want you because you're the love of my life." A beat. "And I want you because everything in me settles when you're with me."

❝What?❞ ❝Nothing your accent is just so pretty.❞ Élodie Marcelli, a girl from Italy with a French-sounding name and accent, transfers to Swellview High and immediately catches Henry Hart's attention. She sits behind him in class, and though Henry tries to act normal, he can't stop staring. Eventually they talk, and Élodie-sweet, curious, and charming-asks Henry to help her understand American idioms. During their study session, Henry starts to fall for her even more, especially as she laughs at his awkward jokes and gets close to him. A week later, Élodie accidentally discovers Henry's biggest secret: he's Kid Danger. Instead of panicking, she's impressed, realizing he's the same hero who helped so many people in the city. Her admiration makes Henry even more flustered, and despite Ray's dramatic interruption, Élodie kisses Henry in the Man Cave. It's soft, slow, and full of the feelings they've both been hiding. Their relationship begins with that moment-Henry, the secret hero, and Élodie, the warm, confident girl who saw the real him.

• 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒/𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 - ↳ tom welling 𝘹 y/n ↳ tom welling 𝘹 AU 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯...

Lila Anderson finds herself with her life turned upside down when she had to transfer schools after some family drama. After trying to navigate the school, she figures out that there is a school glee club, and the one thing that she loves more than anything is singing.

*MATURE CONTENT* Then-his hand slipped under her skirt. Fingers grazing over her soaked panties. Jungkook hissed. "Fuck." His touch was barely there, just ghosting over her heat-not enough. "You're shaking, baby." His smirk was wicked. "You need me that bad?" Y/N whimpered. Jungkook pressed his fingers against her throbbing core. And then-he rubbed. Slow. Lazy. Torturous. "Jungkook-" "Shh, baby." His free hand grabbed her jaw, tilting her head back. His lips brushed her throat, breath hot. "I wanna take my time with you."* His fingers slid under her panties. Y/N gasped. "So wet," Jungkook groaned, spreading her slick with his fingers. "All for me?" Y/N bit her lip. Then-his fingers pushed inside. "Oh my-fuck-" Her back arched. Jungkook growled, watching her fall apart beneath him. His fingers moved slow, deep, stretching her. "Look at you," he murmured, watching her face twist in pleasure. "So fucking pretty when you take my fingers."* Y/N whined. Her thighs trembled. Her stomach coiled tight. And then-he curled his fingers. Pleasure ripped through her. "Jungkook-" "I know, baby," he whispered, thrusting deeper. "Let go." ----------- MY BEST FRIEND'S BROTHER #3 in FUCKLOVE as on #6 in SMUTMAYBE as on

❝ 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘪𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴. ❞

Harmony was an average Afro-Latina 13 year old girl who lived in New York...So everyone thought, She has a secret, A pretty big secret if you asked him Percy Jackson x Fem Oc "I'm not okay, stop trying to act like I'm okay when I'm not. I'm not special and I'm not normal, I'll never be normal I'm a monster why can't you just see that!" First time writing so advice would be appreciated!! English isn't my first language so sorry for any spelling errors Hope you like it✨✨ 163k Words so far #3 Olympus #3 Nyx

Although holy, Church feels like a place I'm ready to commit sins. Him with the wooden crucifix between my legs, sprawled across the altar with his face between them. I close my eyes. just a faint touch, I lean up and I feel his soft lips graze mine, A teasing touch. A touch that makes my stomach spin. He exhales deeply as our lips part less than an inch. The urge to completely deflower him of all his morals is heightened in this moment, but I can't be the responsible party for his fall from grace.