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[aduckmurder]

Fan art for @medics-secret-shipfic-folder's fic!

without text and effects under cut

Bonus speed paint too!!

[idyllicbby]

90s butchfemme MelVika, my love <3

link to fic. link to fic series.

[soulless-bex]

cue everyone shuddering in distaste. Bruce was really lacking in the creativity department

edit: link to the fic

[giisip]

Killer green eyes.

Inspired and taken from ch2 of this beautiful fic by selftaughthuman!

[abyranss]

More fan art for the fic, But I don't want to be a chuunibyou!! by my friend, @meditatemoremedicateless. It's the titular scene of chapter 1!

I Tried to Summon a Demon but my Classmate is the Devil??!

In which post-Rebellion Madoka is trying to have a normal high school life but all these cute cosplaying chuunibyou girls keep calling her God and dragging her into their delusions!

Chuunibyou just recently got a second chapter and that's so exciting. I love this fic. It's so funny.

[siriusfan13]

This would be so cool to read! Is there a fantasy AU fic with cursed wound somewhere for me to read?!

Day 10: Cursed

I like the idea of fantasy au all might’s injury being a cursed wound

[swottydoodler]

Commissioned by @willowingscribe for her fic "Lovefool"😊😊!! New chapter is out, GO READ!!

FF:

[skywillow28022]

Family Discount

After years of not seeing each other, they have to make up for lost time in annoying the crap out of one another- as it is their legal right as siblings.

[jube-art]

The sight of Edwin resting left him speechless, even with all the blood and wounds. His face was relaxed, all the lines and creases from the last thirty years nowhere to be found. His eyes were closed, with his long eyelashes becoming dark smudges on his high cheekbones. His elegant hands rested on his rising stomach, and the way his shirt was torn open allowed Charles to see how firm but soft his stomach was, dotted with a few freckles and fine dark hair. His bottom lip was cut, but Charles could not help in imagining how soft and swollen they would become if kissed just right.

God, he needed help.

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slipped under my skin, invaded by blood and seized my heart by The_Moon_Witch

[lucidheart3]

AAAAAAA I’M CRYINNNNNNNHHHHHHHHGGGG

This post is a double threat to my heart, angsty fic with delicious art!!!

Live life. ENG / ESP A little fic: ENG // Shadow was walking through the woods, lost in thought when suddenly, he heard the soft sound of an acoustic guitar. Following the melody he arrived at a rustic house. At the window he saw the blue hedgehog, playing a guitar with a serene expression on his face. Shadow stood still, not wanting to interrupt the music and when he wanted to realize it he had been standing there for several minutes listening. In a sudden movement a branch creaked and Sonic looked up in surprise, but said nothing when he met the dark figure of the hedgehog. The two looked at each other for a few eternal and tense moments for Shadow, but before he could leave he saw how Sonic stopped paying attention to him and gave a few small blows to the side of the mattress where he was sitting. Shadow, even though he didn't quite understand why he did it, sat down next to him. The music began to sound again to the sound of Sonic's movements and effort to play something according to what he felt. Shadow then remembered when Maria played her guitar and closing her eyes she let herself be carried away by those good times. Without the need for words, they shared a moment of peace and nostalgia, united by music and memories. Sonic's guitar continued to play softly, and the silence between them was filled with understanding and comfort. At that moment, they both knew that, although their paths were different, they could share what united them. ESP //

Shadow caminaba por el bosque, perdido en sus pensamientos cuando de repente, escuchó el suave sonido de una guitarra acústica. Siguiendo la melodía llegó a una casa rustica. En la ventana vió al erizo azul, tocando una guitarra con una expresión serena en su rostro.

Shadow se quedó quieto, sin querer interrumpir la música y cuando se quiso dar cuenta se llevó varios minutos allí parado escuchando. En un movimiento brusco una rama crujió y Sonic levantó mirada sorprendido, pero no dijo nada al encontrarse con la figura oscura del erizo. Ambos se miraron por unos instantes eternos y tensos para Shadow, pero antes de que este pudiera irse vio como Sonic dejaba de prestarle atención y daba unos pequeños golpes al lado del colchón donde estaba sentado. Shadow, aún a pesar de no entender muy bien porque lo hizo, se sentó a su lado.

La música comenzó a sonar de nuevo al son de los movimientos y el esfuerzo de Sonic por tocar algo de acuerdo a lo que sentía. Shadow recordó entonces a cuando María tocaba su guitarra y cerrando los ojos se dejó llevar por aquellos buenos momentos. Sin necesidad de palabras, compartieron un momento de paz y nostalgia, unidos por la música y los recuerdos.

La guitarra de Sonic continuó tocando suavemente, y el silencio entre ellos se llenó de comprensión y consuelo. En ese instante, ambos supieron que, aunque sus caminos fueran diferentes, podrían compartir aquello que les unía.

[ottern0t]

“Really?” he asks. He means to say it flatly, but it just comes out hoarse. “You wanna do this?” 

Outing their relationship so soon hadn’t been the plan, after all. Izuku glances away shyly before making eye contact again. He shrugs one shoulder.

“You heard ‘em,” he says, a glint of challenge in his gaze. “Kiss me.” 

God, Katsuki loves him. It’s too big for his chest, too big for his body even. He shuffles in closer,  touching Izuku’s face with careful fingers. Izuku’s breath hitches at the contact. He’s so responsive, tense and anticipatory like this really is their first time. Katsuki thumbs along his cheekbone before trailing down to dip under his chin, tilting his face up. Izuku’s lips part, a soft breath hushing out his mouth.  Izuku’s eyes flutter shut. Katsuki drinks it all in, savoring the sight of Izuku, waiting for him, wanting him.

Katsuki leans in and kisses him softly. 

Their friends screech like fucking banshees. They jump up and down wildly and wail like it’s the end of the world. Mina bursts into tears. Sero shoots off tape-streamers in celebration. Momo and Jirou exchange a quick kiss of their own and giggle. Hands are thrown in the air, thanks are given, god is praised. Eri squeals as Iida picks her up, setting her on his hip as she claps merrily, tears shining in her wide eyes. Uraraka’s commotion has attracted the attention of just about everyone at the carnival, so they all burst into applause too. Somewhere in the distance, All Might dabs away a tear. Their mothers coo before embracing one another.

Uraraka whips over to the left, shouting into the megaphone. “ Kiri, now! ” 

Katsuki doesn’t hear any of it. Not the cheering, not the megaphone, not the music kicking into gear as Jirou cranks it up. Nothing. There’s only Izuku. The gentle press of his mouth as he kisses Katsuki back, his soft breath rushing over his skin, the tiny smacking sounds as their lips move, the helpless noise at the back of Izuku’s throat. Katsuki feels a hand fist in the front of his shirt as he kisses Izuku again and again. He loves me.

Fic: promises kept by @tenma-udai

Chapter: 9

Art by me 😝

[Reblogs are fine. No reposts]

[azzayofchaos]

The 2/2 drawings I made based on @aliferous-ly 's fic Chasing Crimson, and betaed by @dibs2win and drawn by @vesperaink .

Reaper!Jimmy

+ Also, an alt again, cuz I'm indecisive and the blue makes more sense but the red is way too fun...

[freetalessimian]

@smilesatdawnmain LATE MERRY CHRISTMAS! Im not super proud of some parts but I think its good!

I really loved the dynamic between Wukong and Xiaotian. They are so Mother and daughter. The scene where they fought! Omg I was giggling, they are SOOO fun! I loved reading their interactions! Just omg SO UGH I can’t explain how they make me feel.

I have so a few scraped pieces. Original I was going to add Macaque but I didn’t 😞 I need to read some chapters tbh. Its slightly off but oh well 🤷‍♀️

(Scrapped ROUGH photo because I didn’t like it. Wukongs mouth goes too far in, looks like a rabbit or something LMAO)

[frostycatblr-fandom-files]

You were certainly right about it starting out heavy! Wolffe walking up to the jewelry/valuables counter in order to sell his and his late wife's wedding rings was so emotional and heartbreaking...

And the twinge of anxiety for poor Wolffe when he was 300 credits short. 😢 How nice of the gentlemen to come up with a little under-the-table work that he could do pay Wolffe to do in order for him to come up with the rest, though! What a great "win" for Wolffe! I'm happy for him that he didn't end up having to haggle and end up wasting a lot of time if it proved unsuccessful. 🥲🩷

Where's Mommy?

Wolffe x Lilith Sestri (OFC)

Part 21

Summary: Wolffe's wife suddenly dies, leaving him a single father in the middle of a war.

Pairing: Wolffe x Lilith Sestri (OFC)

Characters: Wolffe, Cara (child OFC)

Tags & Warnings: heavy angst, mention of death, off-screen death, spousal death, grief, hurt/comfort, family fluff, funeral

Word Count: 1.6k

Author's Note: I have good news! I can say for absolute certainty that in the next chapter we will be meeting Lilith! I'm so excited to reveal and introduce her. She's such a great character and an integral part of the story moving forward. This chapter is bittersweet. It's starts out heavy but ends on a lighter note. As always, please enjoy 💚

Beta: @/beating-a-dead-plot

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As they approached the thrift store, Wolffe ran through several strategies in his head about how he was going to keep Cara preoccupied while he sold the rings. If she saw what he was doing at the counter, she'd start asking questions, and that wasn't a conversation he was ready to have with his daughter, especially in public. He needed the transaction to be quick and discreet, and the best idea he could come up with to keep her out of it was to just have her wander around the store and look at all the new and interesting things.

With a subtle deep breath, he opened the door of the thrift store, letting Cara walk in first. She had more pep in her step than when they left the Temple, which he was grateful for, and as soon as something caught her eye, she bolted. Wolffe quickly grabbed her hand, stopping her escape. "Hold up. Where do you think you're going?"

Cara pointed to one of the bottom shelves where a bin full of assorted toys sat. "Can I play?"

Wolffe felt relieved that she was putting his plan into motion before he even suggested it, but still, he hated it when she ran away from him without telling him where she was going. It made his stomach queasy, like when he watched his men run towards a firefight knowing not all of them would come back. "Yes, but those toys don't belong to you, do they?"

"No," she said, rocking back and forth on her feet as if she was being scolded.

"Then be careful with them," Wolffe reminded her. "If you break something, Daddy has to buy it, and Daddy isn't made of credits." It was true. He didn't know how much he would be able to sell the rings for, and he only had five hundred credits on him, so it was entirely possible for this transaction to render him completely broke, or subsequently in debt if she broke something.

Cara looked around. "Is your friend here?"

Wolffe sighed, hoping that she heard at least some of what he just said, but then again, trying to explain credits to a child who had no context for what credits were in the first place was less than ideal. "No, baby. I have some business here, and then we'll go see my friend. Be good and wait right here for me, okay?"

"Okay, Daddy," she said. He let go of her hand and she wandered off towards the toy bin.

He watched her as she settled onto the floor, legs splayed out and furiously looking through the bin. She pulled out a few things but didn't settle on any of them. He'd have to help her clean up the mess when he was done.

Once he was sure she was well occupied, he snuck up to the counter, which was further back from where the toy bin was, looking over his shoulder periodically to see if Cara was following him. Somehow his daughter made him feel more paranoid than the Separatists did, but perhaps that was because they were more predictable than a child.

The store's counter was more like a glass case, topped with a sheet of durasteel, and filled with the more expensive items like jewelry and antique thingamabobs that Wolffe couldn't make heads or tails of what they were. The gentleman behind the counter looked past his prime and was sitting on a stool and reading something on his data-pad, probably the morning news if he had to guess, but his demeanor didn't appear to be guarded or ornery, so Wolffe felt optimistic about his prospects.

He slipped his hand into his pocket to grab the rings, but let his fingers linger when he felt the cool touch of the metal bands against his skin. He clinked them together, slipped the smaller one through the larger one, and rotated the larger one around, just like he did when he wore it. The hesitancy was unfamiliar, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't will his hand out of his pocket. It was as if the rings were too heavy to lift. Wolffe sighed. It was asinine to get worked up over a hunk of gold that had no value other than the credits he could exchange it for.

"Can I help you?" the gentleman behind the counter asked.

Wolffe looked up from where he had been blankly staring and cleared his dry throat before he spoke. "I… How much can I get for gold?"

The gentleman got up from the stool and shrugged as he approached the counter. "Depends on the weight of the gold and the purity. Show me whatcha got."

Wolffe bit his lip, his gut twisting into more knots. He had to do it. What other choice did he have? It was very rare for him to get into a position where his gut overrode his mission objective, and at the moment he was in a full-blown crisis–paralyzed by the decision. The only thing he knew that could get him out of this situation was to order himself to do it because as they all knew, good soldiers followed orders. It was weird, he had to admit, but whatever worked was the name of the game, and with a single silent order, he placed the rings on the counter.

"They're solid gold," Wolffe said as if his meager knowledge of precious metals meant anything to the gentleman behind the counter.

The gentleman knit his eyebrows and picked up the two rings, placing them gently into the palm of his hand. He lowered the wired glasses that sat atop his head and stared at the rings intently. "What language is the inscription?"

"Mando'a," Wolffe answered. The gentleman hummed in response as he continued to inspect the rings. It wasn't a well-known language, even among the clones, so it made sense that he didn't know it just from looking at it.

Turning to the other side of the counter, the gentleman placed the rings individually on a scale and balanced them out based on the proportions. He scribbled a few notes in his data-pad, then bent down to pull out a small case from under the counter. He flipped the latches open and pulled out a bottle of acid and a small file. Wolffe watched attentively as the gentleman tested the rings for purity. They wouldn't be his for much longer, but he wasn't going to let anything bad happen to them until the transaction was over.

When the gentleman was done testing the rings, he brought them both back over to where Wolffe was standing in front of the counter and placed them down. "You were right. They are solid gold and of high quality. I can give you 1,200 for the smaller one and 3,000 for the larger one."

Wolffe closed his eyes and sighed. It wasn't enough. He was still short three hundred credits to pay the nanny. "Are you sure they're not worth more? Even just a little?" He was trying not to sound desperate, but desperation was the only emotion he had left in the tank.

The gentleman quirked an eyebrow. "If I may, why do you want to sell these in the first place? I can tell by the way you've been squirming that you're not particularly keen on letting them go."

Wolffe was taken aback by the perceptive comment. Was he squirming? If so, that was new too.

"I can see they're wedding rings," the gentleman continued. "Wife ran off with another man?"

"She's dead," Wolffe said without changing his expression. The words were getting easier to say without getting choked up. He turned his head to look at Cara, who was still preoccupied with the large amount of toys she had surrounded herself with, and then turned back to face the gentleman behind the counter. "She's all I have left now, and I have to take care of her. I just… I need 300 more. Please."

The gentleman behind the counter looked between Cara and Wolffe and his expression softened. "The rings are only worth 4,200, so that's all I can give you for them, but I just bought some new shelving units that need to be assembled. If you put them together for me, I'll pay you the 300."

Wolffe's jaw dropped at the offer. It was unbelievable. He glanced at his chronometer to make sure he had enough time to get the job done before their appointment to meet with the nanny. The nanny service wasn't far from the thrift store, only a couple minutes, and as long as there weren't a thousand shelving units, he was confident he could get them all put together in time. "I don't know what to say other than thank you, sir."

The gentleman smiled. "Breathe a sigh of relief, kid. It's not easy being a single father. I should know. I was in your shoes at one point in my life, and sometimes a little assistance is required." It was Wolffe's turn to smile. "Follow me to the back and I'll show you where the shelving units are."

Wolffe took a step then stopped. "My daughter…"

"Don't worry," the gentleman said with a wave of his hand. "We'll only be gone a second, and I'll keep an eye on her while you work. I had five daughters, you know, and they were all a pain in my rear."

Wolffe snorted, a smile lingering on his face. It was nice to talk to someone who knew what it was like. He had enough trouble dealing with one daughter. He couldn't imagine trying to raise five of them at once. The thought alone gave Wolffe a massive headache. He loved Cara to death, but he didn't need any clones of her, that was for sure. "Lead the way."

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My Recommended Fic List

So, I got this ask awhile ago, and since I have been re-reading a bunch of my old favorite fics as a way to cheer up after work I figured why not. This list will be long... and varied but mostly its older fics cuz idk there my favs. Now lets go:

Fashion Upgrade - By @soap-lady : Straight up one of my favorite fics ever, its fun, its creative, it never fails to make me laugh when I need something warm and wholesome after a bad day. Also go check out the rest of her stuff there's so much good okay like shes just a writing queen. Shes on AO3 I don't want to spoil you on her other stuff just GO experience it for yourself.

Ode To Decoy pt 1 / 2 / 3 - By @a-marlene-s : Ive always liked this short sweet little fic about Lila getting caught. Its Lila + class salt though so avoid if that's not your flavor.

EVERYTHING - By @unmaskedagain : They have salt, they have sugar, they have funny, they have crossovers. Like honestly they are a just a great writer with so much variety so go check out the masterlist I linked and I guarantee there will be something there you like.

@ravennm84 Is a writer on the saltier side but they have a wonderful selection of weird wacky tales from the salty but oh so well written Damning Evidence that sees Lila get caught in the best way to the 3 part Horror inspired Serafina other great fics from them include Marinettes Family Court Circus pt 1 / 2 and Of Moldy Bread and Cockroaches / Be Kind to Servers honestly its worth giving there blog a look.

@mochinek0 Is another writer with several beloved fics. They write a lot of Maribat and we love them for it. Ones to check out would be Blind Date / Bruce vs Gabriel just go check out there tag list of daminette for more.

Accidental Crime Boss Marinette - By @lady-literature : This is a wonderful idea and a wonderful little fic and I just... I just like it okay. Sadly I haven't read a lot of there other stuff... But I might after finishing this list considering how much I enjoy this one.

@nobodyfamousposts I love a LOT of there fics. They are one of the best when it comes to striking that sweet spot of calling out the show for some of its garbage while not getting so salty that you cant have fun lighthearted goodness. I have been looking for a masterlist of there work but cant find one so just go stalk there tags. I do recommend there Chloe's Lament Series 1 / 2 exploring how certain 'wishes' would backfire. Guardian Assistant Kevin is also a good one Miracle Queen Aftermath pt 1 / 2 / The 8 parter Burn the Witch series / The Wisdom Teeth Reveal / Kagami Vs The Wall of Faces / Resigning With Grace & Spite / I tried to give a lot of links cuz they have a lot of stuff

Kill Them With Kindness - By @luki-fanfic : Well written, good salt without going overboard. Just good vibes. I havent stalked there other stuff but if its anything like this fic its probably excellent quality.

Stephen Vladislav pt 1 / 2 - By @stormiclown : Adrien centered salt on the idea of finally giving Adrien his own proper rival. I like the idea of Adrien having a rival because its usually Marinette and this was just the right length to get those creative ideas flowing. Also just well written what more can you ask for.

Power Trip - By @storygirl000 : This was the first fic that made me go... Wait would it be more fun if Lila was actually competent? And that set me on the path to writing my own fics where Lila is more villainous and more capable. Its short, well written. Good.

Your Wish is My Command - By DemiGoddess28 on AO3 : A great 11 chapter fic looking into Lila's life if she were to win and get a miraculous wish. Its got sugary goodness for our protagonists and the class and salt for our dearest friend Lila.

LadyBugOut AU - By Miraculous-Content on AO3 : A 50 chapter fic made up of snippets and ideas. I found it really inspiring in many ways. I also love how it redeems Marinettes classmates showing how and why they were tricked but holding them accountable anyway its just... Good.

Juleka vs The Forces of the Universe - By goldenlaurelleaves on AO3 : For those of us not yet ready to accept the death of luka/mari we have this wonderful fic showing Juleka being the biggest wingman as she helps these idiots find there way together.

ChaoticNeutral on AO3 has there own Chloe's Lament fic as well as a Gabriel's Lament fic for people who need sweet salty of those two characters.

BroadwayCutie16 was Inspired by the person above and DemiGoddesses your wish is my command fic to write Lila's Lament fic going over Lilas failed wish. Honestly I always love these fics because there just so interesting and the way wishes can be taken and twisted is always a fascinating idea to me.

#WayneAngel - By Tired-Writing-Teach on AO3 : For us Maribat lovers. Its fun and lighthearted with some good gags and some light fluff.

Damian in Paris - By Lilliesandliveries on AO3 : A sweet Maribat series showing what would happen if Damian ran away from home and found himself in Paris and getting therapy.

How a Demon Commissions an Angel - By AlixAnonymous : Damian blackmails Marinette into letting him be her client so he can get his bros the best gifts, they end up becoming penpal buddies.

Mythomania - By LadyEnna_50 on AO3 : Proof that I dont hate Adrien or Mari/Adrien. In this fic Adrien's spine gets titanium plating and he sees just how bad Lila is hurting Marinette and does something about it.

The Contingency - By AbyssalGuardian on AO3 : SALT. Also Tim/Mari but even still I love the way this was written, the style, and some of the ideas just ugh love it. Its not for those who dont like salt so just avoid at your own discretion. Its about a chaotic Marinette done with her life running away to Gotham where she meets her true black cat, and gets her life back on track.

The String That Binds Us - By FaithAndATypeWriter on AO3 : Okay so is there any Mari/Bat fan who hasnt already heard of this one? Who cares its good, its cute, I love it. May the author be blessed with snacks.

The Great IKEA Game - By @batsandbugs : Okay again... I think every Mari/Bat fan has probably heard of this one already because its just that good and that popular. But who cares I am recommending it anyway. Don't read if your allergic to fun I guess.

If this list still doesn't somehow have enough salt for you then try @goggles-mcgee fics here is a link to there Masterlist. They are in a way a professional at salt and angst and they make you want to adopt Marinette and pop her in a blanket fort.

Honestly I could keep going but this list already feels so long for other great recs though I can link you to @jayphoenic who has some great Daminette Fic Recs and some Lila Salt Fic Recs!

Feel free to reblog this and add some links to stuff you would think I or others might like! Also lets just acknowledge how many talented authors the community has like wow.