If I had a Nickel for every time a Superman Actor voiced Sephiroth from Final Fantasy, I'd have Two Nickles. Which isn't a lot but it's weird it happened Twice.
Not me genuinely planning on writing a Night at The Museum Justice Leauge Unlimited AU. (Y/N) gets a new job at a Justice League museum to make ends meet and the various JL hero and villain exhibits just come alive every night and then funny shit happens.
Figured I’d make a fic to go along with the relationship headcanons I typed out https://loverofoptimus.tumblr.com/post/183845680514/dcau-superman-x-reader-headcanons
Your sleep came to an abrupt end at the feeling of lips on your neck but just about any annoyance at the sudden interruption was gone at the wonderful sensation especially when your mind finally had time to process of the one person it could possibly be.
Turning around you saw Clark giving you just the grin you were expecting which you returned with one as well. He leaned in closer and pressed your foreheads to each other.
“Good morning, beautiful”. he said.
“Good morning, Superman”. you answered.
The two of you brought your faces level to level and kissed deeply. He worked his great wonders on your lips with his own and pulled you tight against his chest while your hand made it’s way onto his head and started playing with the S curl of his hair.
His hands rubbed and massaged along your back and his tongue traced your lips asking for entrance which you took very little time to oblige. Your own tongue slid against his as it explored your mouth.
Breaking from the kiss, he looked you over and said. “Even with that bedhead, you’re still more alluring in life than you are in my dreams”
“Why, thank you.” That comment though made you react by trying to fix your hair as best as your hands could manage.
He chuckled and gave your lips a peck. Then he uncovered himself from the sheets and threw his legs over the side of the bed you two shared.
“Well, time to start another day”
“Do we have to?” You moaned. “Can’t we just stay like this all day?”
Clark just gave you a smirk and shook his head. You sighed knowing he was right, as much as you didn’t want to leave the bed. He then wrapped his arm around your torso.
“If it helps, I’ll go make breakfast.” He said.
That did sound really good right now. With that motivation, you managed to pry yourself from the bed while he made his way to the kitchen.
After the mundane task of preparation, you headed to the kitchen taking in the lovely aroma of pancakes. Clark had just set up your spots at the table and beckoned you over. You obliged and once comfortably seated, began to eat
There was that satisfied smile he loved so much no matter how many times he’s seen it.
“I’ve never known a man who could whip this up so fast and efficiently before you.” You complimented.
“Well, Wally can do it quicker but he tends to leave a big mess behind.” He answered then took a sip of his coffee.
“At least he can clean it up just as quickly.”
“But not the most efficiently.” He then chuckled. “Bruce almost busted an artery in his head when he found signs that Wally had been going through his equipment.”
You giggled at the thought of what Batman must have said to Flash after that. You sure didn’t envy that poor kid.
Clark stopped eating and got out of his seat then gave you a hint of what his next move was going to be.
“I don’t think Perry would like me walking around the office like this.”
He then went upstairs to dress and tidy up. You were almost finished with your breakfast when he came back down fully dressed. His hair combed down and is face now sporting the glasses that he had no need for other than helping his facade as just an ordinary citizen.
It was strange at first how the similarities between Superman and Clark Kent didn’t click immediately to your mind. But then again, very few people knew that Superman even had a secret identity, let alone who it was.
Honestly the more you thought about it, the more surprisingly brilliant it was.
Clark took his seat and finished up his pancakes while you did the same. He took the dishes to the sink then turned to you.
“We have a little time before we need to leave.” He walked over to you and planted a sweet kiss to your forehead.
“What do you have in mind, Clark?” You asked with a smile. Of course, you already had an idea of what it was.
You arrived at the new Italian restaurant that you and Clark had been planning on trying for lunch that day. Standing by the entrance, you decided to pass the time with your thoughts while you waited for him and your mind started with the city around you.
Although Metropolis was always a nice place to look at, many people agree that it looks it’s best from above rather than at your current street level. But where most people would think of that from a view from one of the skyscrapers, you have something even better.
Your boyfriend.
No building or plane could ever give you the spectacle that Superman could. You love it when he takes you on his one woman flight. Any fear of falling was completely gone in the comfort of his strength and speed should anything go wrong.
The air also felt crisper than it did down on street level with fewer people to distribute between and fewer machines giving off smog. It was all just a grand experience.
You were suddenly pulled out of your trance when a pair of familiar arms wrapped around your torso followed by a pair of lips pressing against your cheek.
“Need an escort?”
You giggled and replied “I don’t know. Maybe I’d like going solo.”
Clark released you from his embrace and led you into the restaurant.
The two of you spent time talking about the new ideas Clark had in mind for the Daily Planet and if Bruce and Diana were ever going to finally become a couple until your meals arrived.
“Now to satisfy my belly”. Clark said in anticipation.
“If it tastes as good as it smells, we should come here more often.” You added
A bit way through the meal Clark decided to start up the conversation again.
“Anything exciting happened at work so far?” He asked before taking a bite of his pasta.
“About as much excitement as calculus.” You answered honestly. There was a good reason why you’d have rather spent the day in bed. “How about you?”
“Well, Lois went on quite the rant and she was so furious about it I didn’t even catch what it started with.” He chuckled. “It’s usually best to just keep to the sideline until she can think straight again.”
“Doesn’t it feel uncomfortable working in the same place as your Ex?” You asked quieter knowing this was a public place.
“I told you before, Y/N. There were no hard feelings or maliciousness. We agreed it just didn’t work out.” He then took a good look around, checking for any prying eyes or eavesdroppers before he continued in a whisper.
“Besides, as far as she still knows, Clark and Superman are two different people.”
While you and Lois weren’t enemies by any means or even had any true personal distaste for each other, you always couldn’t help but feel that she had a habit of either getting herself into a great deal of trouble all for a shot at a story or else just bring trouble to any situation.
Granted she was a reporter but she really could stand to use more caution.
Still, she kept Clark happy for a good while till he started dating you and if he’s still on good terms with her, she couldn’t be all bad.
“Did I ever tell you about the time she almost married Bruce?” Clark asked.
“No, but I’m sure it’s a story I’d like to hear.”
You arrived home first which meant Clark was either held back a bit by the press or somewhere, something was amiss that needed the help of Superman.
Even though you went over in your mind time and time again that there was very little that can actually threaten his life, there was always that tiny hint of worry anyway.
After all, despite his great power, Clark held most of it back in the fear of hurting innocent lives, even when his own well being was at stake. He’s such a selfless soul.
You knew that this was going to be something you’d have to accept when you became his girlfriend.
All the same though, you also settled in your mind that you’d rather take that chance than just spend your life dreaming of what could have been and you’ve never regretted it.
You found ways to keep yourself preoccupied until it lead to checking the TV guide for a good movie.
It was then when you heard the front door open. You made your way to the entrance of your home and standing there was indeed your one true love.
He was wearing his suit. The blue and red one with the trunks and cape. The one that just about everybody in Metropolis and most of the world would instantly recognize him in.
“What happened?” You asked concerned.
“Nothing too serious. Just a few burglars I caught trying to ransack a jewelry shop.”
“You’d think the non-super villains would have learned by now.”
Clark laughed and pulled you into a hug. You nuzzled your face into his chest and embraced him back. He gave you a sweet peck on the head
After he released you, you took the opportunity to check his spandex figure. You may have seen it countless times before but it didn’t look any less dull than it had the first time.
“I can keep it on for a while.” He said, fully knowing you loved the way it felt. Not to mention how good he looked in it.
“What can I say? I love a man in uniform.” You replied with a shrug.
He chuckled then followed you into the living room. He sat down on the sofa and pulled you into his lap. You reacted by snaking an arm around his torso.
“Beauty and the Beast is coming on in about 10 minutes.” You said. His face lit up at that information
“I haven’t seen that movie in ages.”
After reliving what might be the greatest animated movie of all time, your stomach (as well as the growls from Clark’s) reminded you of what it was time for.
You got off your boyfriend letting him get up as well then you both made your way to the kitchen.
“Feel like having those chicken breasts?” He asked while fishing through the refrigerator.
“The way you can cook and season meat, I’d be fine with spam.”
“Thank you, sweetheart. I’ll throw in mashed potatoes and dessert for that.” He started gathering the cooking tools and ingredients.
“That’s too much work for you alone, big guy. Let me give you a hand.”
“Too much work? Have you forgotten who I am?”
“You mean besides the man of my dreams?”
He chuckled as he placed the chicken on the oiled pan he set up. Rather than turn on the stove top itself, he let his heat vision do the work and added spices to the sizzling meat.
All the while he was whistling to the tune “Be Our Guest”
You meanwhile set the table as that was just about all you were going to accomplish before Clark would insist he’d take over from there.
“I’m just glad that the man of my dreams was both of the men I fell in love with. I already spent too many sleepless nights trying to decide which one I was going to pick.”
“It sounds like a good foundation for an upbeat musical. Maybe we should send it to Disney.”
You laughed as he brought the cooked chicken to the table.
With dinner finished up, you were now in the bathroom stripping down and about to take a shower.
The door opened and in he stepped unclothing as well. It was almost funny how the big boy scout wasn’t even remotely bothered by the naked figure of the woman in the room with him or that he was exposed in front of other eyes too.
Of course, it’s certainly wasn’t like you two haven’t seen each other like this before.
Clark stepped into the shower and you followed suit as he turned the head on and adjusted the water’s temperature. You took the soap off its holder and started lathering up your body.
Halfway through your cleansing, he placed his hands on your waist.
He had a cocky smirk plastered on his face and you knew exactly where his mind was.
“Feeling amorous?”
“Very, yeah.”
“Good. So am I.”
It went on for a very long while even long after you both were done washing.
As always, you were completely worn out but couldn’t be any more satisfied. With the little energy you had left along with some help from Clark, you dressed into your nightwear and crawled into bed.
He came around the other side and did the same. You then cuddled against his body warmly while he pulled you into an embrace. Now relaxed, you let out a sigh.
This had honestly been among the less eventful of days since you two started dating and it was still more pleasant than just about every day you had spent alone.
Clark made everything that much nicer. He always had. Thinking over it, you thought it was rather unfair how much effort he put into this relationship when you felt you’ve haven’t contributed the same.
“Clark?”
“Yes?”
“I really can’t say enough how much I appreciate everything.” You said. “You’ve given me so much and I just can’t help wondering how I can ever return the favor.”
His hand caressed your cheek and he gently turned your face towards his own. He gave you a warm smile and leaned in closer.
“Y/N, just being with me is enough to return the favor. You really think you don’t do enough for me? You lift my spirit. You reinforce my hope. You gave me love in my life when I needed it the most. You’re everything about humanity that I love.”
He pulled you closer and gently but passionately kissed you.
“The only thing I could ever ask you for is the promise that you’ll stay with me and one day, we’ll start a family. Help me rebuild the life that my kind lost.”
“There’s nothing more I want than that.” You said, returning his warm smile.
“I’ll give you much more than that anyway. Just wait until you see what I have planned for us on the weekend.”
You laid your head on his chest as his heartbeat soothed you to the core. His body was so comfortably warm that you wouldn’t mind if the sheets were suddenly removed.
He ran his hands along your back and held you against his body as tight as he could without making it uncomfortable. He took a deep inhale of your scent and kissed your forehead. God, this felt so wonderful.
“I love you, Y/N.” He muttered
“I love you too, Superman” You answered before drifting off into sleep.
You know in your heart, you couldn’t leave him if you tried.
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Sorry not sorry, the Kryptonian outfit from that one episode was so attractive on Clark hh so like. I had to draw it ;w; 💖💓😳✨
Anyway have I mentioned that generally this specific Superman is my absolute favorite of them all??? Because this is me saying that now then--
Aight I'm making zero sense now, I hope y'all like the art!! I had some very clear anatomy troubles again (😭) but I do like the colors 😅 tho...the lighting made his hair look brown instead of black lmfaoo 😔✨✨
