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[littlerainart]

sketch for @enzocat__

[inhumanbaron]

oh thank goodness

[cliffrdshaze]

Secret Devotion - A Morticia Addams x Larissa Weems fanfiction

Summer took Gomez Addams and left a silk-black absence where Morticia used to breathe. To remember how to breathe, she returns to the only place it ever came easy—Nevermore Academy, where Larissa makes breathing feel like coming home. They were once roommates, almost more, and once—only once—someone lied to protect the other.

As Wednesday investigates the death of her father, small, careful signs appear where no one should leave them. To survive what’s coming, Morticia and Larissa must unearth what they kept, and speak what they never dared to say.

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↠ The story is partially post canon (this story takes place after season 1, season 2 is not included) but I have altered a few storylines (from season 1) in order to write this story the way I want to write it ↞

↠ Updates frequently ↞

↠ Morissa manips on the book cover by divergentmisfit on Tumblr ↞

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟯: 𝟭𝟵𝟴𝟵 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗪𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗽𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗔𝗢𝟯!

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Hi! I’m Naomi and I am from The Netherlands. I have been writing fanfiction for over two years now and I'm absolutely loving it.

This is my 3rd fanfiction and I am VERY excited to share this particular one with you all. This ones for all the Morissa/Larticia fans out there, thank you so much for being here 🖤

If you are interested and want to check it out, just search my name CliffrdsHaze on Wattpad and/or AO3 and you should be able to find this story.

Happy reading! 🫶🏼

Secret Devotion - Chapter 3: 1989

Read Chapter 3: 1989 from the story Secret Devotion by CliffrdsHaze (Naomi) with 1 reads. morticiafrump, latricia, angs...

https://archiveofourown.org/works/71380966/chapters/197697306

[babygirlyouretheheart]

I keep trying to imagine the damn dick script, imagine them doing a table read and maya goes

ROBIN LOOKS AT MIKE AND WILL UP AND DOWN

ROBIN

Dick

MIKE AND WILL, AT THE SAME TIME

What?

ROBIN

And personally, for us, I like dick

MIKE AND WILL SHARE LOOKS

[dnddamian]

DOESN'T HE LOOK COOL!!!!

[robs-your-robins]

I want Duke and Damian to have a relationship that is business like but also a close bond that just confuses the hell out of everyone else - the kicker? It's actually a running joke between them both to fuck with the others.

Like 90% of the time they are formal and polite around each other. Addressing one another around the house as "Thomas" or "Wayne", with nods and the most they say is "Pass the salt, please" or "Good morning/Good night".

The other 10%? Odd shit. Damian saving Duke's number with the ringtone of "Milkshake" with the icon of Duke and Damian dressed in onesies and shades. Duke's profile picture on the Bat Computer is Damian and himself at a Gotham Knights game with foam fingers. Duke and Damian just stood around for a group debrief with Damian stood against Duke, with Duke's arms around him, both deadpan as fuck. Duke and Damian doing Tiktoks together both in and out of civvies. Damian springing into Duke's arms to be swept off bridal style for no reason.

The other Bats? Weirded the fuck out. Dick is crying because neither of them like him like that? Is he not a good brother? Tim is 89% sure Duke has been brainwashed by some League of Assassins shit and is so deep down the rabbit hole he's shaking from the amount of Zesti Cola he's consumed. Steph and Cass have a running bet on whether Tim or Dick will snap first. Jason knows exactly what's happening.

[8nin]

“what’s stopping you from-“ listen i am so so sleepy

[dnddamian]

🌶️🔥 pfp I drew recently, feedbacks??✏️🎨🥵

[captainauthor]

titles are hard :(

[sincerelymochi]

writing fanfiction is so damn hard sometimes, like, one day you have all the inspiration and a lot of good ideas, you start writing and it's all good til one day all the hype and creativity just vanish, and it is so damn hard to get it back.

[margaretpap5]

“When will Janey be here?” She demands with a stubborn look.

“In a few hours, like I promised.”

“You’re terrible for making me spend the night away from her.”

 I nod, she is right. I wanted her all to myself. I thought I would go through speeches and politicking to make her see what she has gotten herself into with Avery. Instead she bared her fantastic soul naked for me, told me all about her most intimate feelings. Once more my witch manipulated me into falling even harder for her, if possible. 

“I am awful, yes.”

She blinks, considering my caving into her accusation. Her whole face changes, a naughty expression forming. 

“Take me to bed.” She mewls.

“Oh my love, you should rest. We have a whole weekend ahead us planned.” 

 She shakes her head negatively, her face pouting. I haven’t seen her let herself go like that in years. It’s what she would do to me when we were teenagers, it’s why the kid seems adorable to me. She makes the exact same face her mother used to make when she wanted her way. Playful and flirty, without all the grief she carries now. Janey does something similar, obviously in her innocent childlike manner. She demands with the stubbornness of a girl that knows how precious she is to everyone around her and expects too be treated that way.

“Abigail, come on, you look tired.”

“Then help me rest.” 

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[dnddamian]

Been working on this for weeks now, Would love to know what you guys think about it :)

[dnddamian]

NGL, I'M PROUD OF HOW THEY TURNED OUT ^w^

[siriusdontlookback]

Excerpt from my Marauders fic ✨

Inside, a happy flame was singing carelessly in the fireplace. A little girl sat in front of it. They were keeping each other company, and they needed that — at least, one of them did. A piercing, acute pain on the right side of her belly claimed most of her attention. Brutal ache, cruel night. On her lap rested a book — a novel. It told the story of an unlucky writer, and of a fat cat named Behemoth. Moscow’s profile flickered in and out of focus, woven into the texture of her silly companion. Iliria wanted to sleep, but she couldn’t. She wanted to think, but her mind was on strike. So she comforted herself, plunging her imagination into the lives of foreign dispossessed, fighting for their survival and their love, against powerful enemies and unfair schemes. At first, she didn’t think much of the scratching and the drumming at the door. Fiero must have been dissecting a squirrel, and what she heard was the symptom of the first’s excitement and the latter’s desperation. She ignored it, so long as this explanation didn’t tip into delusion. But someone—or something—was asking for help, or at least her attention. She stood with difficulty and peered through the window, trying to catch a glimpse of the creature that had come to see her, but it was so dark outside she couldn’t make out its shape. Then a loud yelp cut through the drumming and made everything clear. It was a dog. A dog in the forest. He couldn’t go back home, and he had come where he might find food and nurture. So she ran to the door—and there he was: a big black dog, sitting like a good boy on her front lawn.

Champagne Supernova

[dnddamian]

Recently did a commission for a character design, thought to share it with you guys :)

[pixie-fixs]

Spider-man DC crossover where instead of ending up in Gotham, Peter is in Metropolis. He ends up working as a photographer for the daily planet (he said he was 18 on his application but everyone at the planet knows that kid is like 16 max).

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Peter on a rooftop near where superman is dealing with an alien threat, taking pictures of superman for an article.

Clark making sure to keep the threat away from Peter, while also posing every once in a while so Peter gets a good shot. When asked about his strange behaviour afterwards, Clark explains that the new photograph for the planet deserves to get good pictures because he’s just such a sweet kid.

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Peter showing Clark some of the pictures he took recently. Looking from pictures of superman to Clark, over and over.

Peter later that day: oh fuck Clark is superman

Having a mental breakdown because how does that man have a secret identity? He doesn’t even wear a mask! Cue the realisation that it’s not the mask protecting his own secret identity, it’s the fact that no one around him ever thought he could be spider-man.

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Clark hearing about this new Spider-man guy. Assuming he’s a new superhero joining the good fight.

Later having his whole world view changed because this bright and sarcastic kid is a vigilante?! He thought all vigilantes were like Batman, and this kid is nothing like Batman.

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Clark who’s finally interacting with spider-man after months of them somehow narrowly avoiding each other when they’re out superheroing. Recognising and admiring another hero who believes in protecting ‘the little guy’ (as spider-man calls them).

They then go around helping old ladies cross the road, and rescuing cats from trees together.

Clark the next day hearing Peters heart beat: oh fuck Peter is spider-man

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Clark and Peter dancing around each other for weeks, having no clue how to confess what they know to the other.

They end up alone together at some point and each of the starts speaking at the same time. They then laugh and ask each other how the figured it out.

They keep rescuing cats from trees and helping old ladies cross the road together.

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Clark deciding it’s time that Peter meets the Justice League. Taking Peter to the watch tower and introducing him to everyone.

Batmans dad sense starts going off, this is definitely a sarcastic acrobatic teenage vigilante without parents. Bruce has adopted Peter by the end of the day.

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Metropolis, confused (and slightly betrayed) because spider-man has left them. For Gotham of all places.

Gotham, convinced there’s no way this Metropolis kid can handle their city. They’re very wrong. Everyone quickly realises that spider-man is basically just a robin with a weird name. He has a few thousand Gothamite fan pages by the end of the week.

[brattypagansub]

Ask and ye shall receive, the golden lesson learned when Simon asks for photos or videos of Johnny. This latest batch was of a pint sized Johnny and his twin brother Neil at hockey practice. Which really just means there’s hours of footage of Johnny biting it on the ice. Simon hasn’t laughed that hard in a while and next he’ll ask for the tee ball footage. Supposedly there’s one of him tackling his twin then fighting the enemy team.