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pennywaltzy · 3 months
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Cover Art And Chapter Headers For "No Charm Equal"
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Art Title: Cover Art And Chapter Headers For "No Charm Equal"
Fic Title: No Charm Equal
Fandom: Knives Out
Fic Link: AO3
Art Warnings: None
Bragging Rights: I had a lot of fun with these! It's a Regency Era AU and neither actor has been in a Regency era period drama, so I picked the texture to use for the cover and then found a picture of a woman in Regency era costuming and added it to the texture, coloring it to match the background of the texture.
The texture I found for the chapter headers was not the one I originally intended to use, but it turned out perfectly suited for what I wanted to do. The font I used had a Italic type, and the chapters switched POVs between Marta Cabrera and Benoit Blanc, so I put the name of the character whose POV it was in italics under the chapter number. I love how both images turned out.
The other 14 chapter headers are under the cut for posterity's sake!
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dreaminonao3 · 2 months
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What made me the most emotional after reading - OMG, I am forgetting the title, but the Cablanca fic where you killed her off and left Benoit alone with the baby? That wrecked me in such a good way. I know it's not one of your fave fic to have written, but you hit it out of the ballpark with JUST the right level of angst.
That would be Make Her Proud. Aww, thank you. I really don't like writing MCD but I think it takes a fluff writer to really write something gut-wrenching -- we know how to play with the reader's emotions, good and bad.
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djinnfizzz · 2 years
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the absolute audacity this fandom has to make their top two ships on ao3 ransom/reader and ransom/you while marta/benoit sits in third.
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chieftyphoonchaos · 1 year
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A Happy and Beautiful Valetine Cablanca lovers❤️❤️
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Celebrate Valetine with you beloved with all your heart….Like detective Benoit Blanc and his beautiful wife Marta Blanc/Cabrera will also do with each other❤️❤️
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stansastan · 1 year
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Knives Out - Noir AU
Marta, a young nurse caring for a rich old man soon earns his trust and discovers that the buisnessman is an important member of the mob.
After his suden and mysterious death, she starts receiving anonymous calls and letters threatening her for knowing too much.
Fearing for her safety, she hires Benoît Blanc, a renowned private detective in hope to put an end to her nightmare.
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bearholdingashark · 1 year
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Glass Onion spoilers below (I haven't seen it but just commenting on a spoiler I just saw)
So according to the article, it's revealed in Glass Onion that Benoit is living with a man. which as a Cablanca shipper is totally fine because bi people exist and Benoit has two hands and polyamory solves everything
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gregs-spam · 1 year
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everytime i come across a cablanca ff/cablanca art a year gets taken off of my average lifespan
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thefrancisdance · 2 years
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... slower times ... * * * #castelnuovodelgarda #cablanca #parcosigurtà #lagodigarda #getaway #lake #nature #blossom #extra #ordinary #littlethings (at Castelnuovo del Garda) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cd_DT-rKwnu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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acti-nerdington · 7 months
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Publica: This Pokemon lurks in back alleys and disguises itself a broken TV, waiting for unsuspecting victims to pass by, waiting for its opportunity to strike.
Cablanca: It's said to numb and dull the senses of anyone that gazes at the intricate patterns and colors it creates on its screen. Those who encounter Cablanca rarely ever remember seeing it.
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darnedchild · 1 year
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I haven't found an alternative to the dead Sherlolly ao3 feed I mentioned the other day. Anybody else have any luck?
I don't remember how I set up @ao3feed-benoitxmarta ; but last time I checked, the Cablanca feed was still updating. However, a Reylo feed I followed randomly stopped last March (even though another one is still going); so I have no idea if mine will last.
I really, really don't want to try to stumble my way through making another one of those automated ao3feed things; but I also want to know about new fics, so please tell me someone else has already done it?
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laikuh · 2 years
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i was kindly tagged by @iphyslitterator in this ask game! thank yooou!!!
Last song: i’ve been listening to my moody gothic folksy playlist, tidily represented by the last song that played lol, “the mouth” by hilary woods.
Last movie: i have been on a knives out kick! i’ve watched it twice in three days, and i was reading cablanca fic all morning.
Currently watching: nothing, really. i just watched the hbo max docuseries on gwen shamblin, but i have no series otherwise. i need something to watch, but can’t decide what.
Currently reading: just fic. im gonna start rereading xxxholic this week as well, but mostly ive been reading fluffy fics for nostalgic pairings.
Current obsession: i’ve been living with some debilitating back pain this week, so i’m mostly obsessed with laying on my couch and watching tiktok and reading 00q fic. not very exciting, sadly :(
i love being tagged in stuff like this, so thank you again! tagging all the moots who wanna do it <3
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pennywaltzy · 3 months
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Fanfic asks for the new year -- 2, 3, 7, 9, 11
2. Will you participate in any fandom exchanges or fic challenges, etc? I will definitely be running another regular round of @wipbigbang this year (and I'm probably going to do art again for the unclaimed fics and actually stay on top of it this time...whether I try finishing any of my WIPs is another matter) and I am currently running the International Fanworks Day Mini-Bang at the aforementioned big bang. I may do a fic for that as well, since it's really laid back.
I will also be finishing up the five prompts I got in December for @mollyappreciationweek at some point in the early half of the year (and I'll be running a February week-long round for Valentine's Day/Galentine's Day/Singles Awareness Day as well as another prompt-a-thon in December), and if you do Christmas In July again I'll take prompts. I may do the Spook Me Ficathon instead of Fictober...not sure. But I do plan on doing Spook Me this year after missing the sign-ups the last few years. And if I get enough participants, I'll do another round of @sherlollysecretsanta and make mod gfts as well (which reminds me...got to email participants in this round about the fic covers).
3. Do you anticipate writing for a new fandom this year? Which one? I do! One of the WIPs I'm bouncing around finishing for WIPBB is the Knives Out Cablanca fic you are letting me finish, and I've never written Knives Out before. As for all mine fics? It's not entirely new, but I tossed out a Marvel's What If...? fix-it idea for Peggy/1602!Steve which I might write, which will be my first time writing specifically for that show.
7. Will you change anything about the way you interact with other writers? I'm going to try and read more fic written by people other than @dreaminonao3 (I have a backlog of @sobeautifullyobsessed's fic that I'm going to read when I have a good chunk of time to donate to reading some of her long WIPs, and I have a ton of bookmarked fics across a bunch of different fandoms on my Firefox account), and make damn sure I comment and comment often. I'm also going to try and reblog more fic recs over on @mousedetective, where I have a bigger audience.
9. Short term goals… what do you hope to complete this week or in January? Since I finally seem to be over my food poisoning, this week I hope to do the mod gifts for Sherlolly Secret Santa and write at least one or two things for @greenskyoverme, including the newest chapter of "What Stork Brings." As for January? I want to get as much art done for the 2023 round of WIPBB that I owe as I can. I also want to write something new for my birthday on the 23rd, since I'm not expecting a whole lot this year.
11. Would you like to try any new fanfic genres or tropes this year? Not really? There isn't much I haven't tried at least once in the 25 1/2 years I've been writing fic.
Now, new ships, on the other hand? That I'm game for...
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dreaminonao3 · 6 months
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1, 2, 3 and "Fireworks" duology for 4!
What fic of yours would you recommend to someone who had never read any of your work? (In other words, what do you think is the best introduction to your fics?)
That depends on what ship they're into. But if the ship doesn't matter, hmm, I think I'll go with Hearts Out -- it's funny, it's sweet, and it's sexy.
2. Go to your AO3 “Works” page, to the sidebar with all the filters, and click the drop-down arrow for “Additional Tags.” What are your top 3-5 most used tags? Do you think they accurately represent your writing habits?
Prompt Fill, Established Relationship, Married Couple, Christmas, Older Man/Younger Woman.
Honestly? Yes, absolutely. This is my wheelhouse -- fluffy stuff and my personal kink.
3. What are some tropes or details that you think are very characteristic of your fics?
Besides what I've already answered? Heavy on dialogue, light on description, happy endings for everybody.
4. What detail in the Fireworks duology are you really proud of?
I was able to write two parallel fics and make it work!
Thanks!
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thewul · 1 month
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Greater Casablanca Islamic Culture Center, CICC, by SCUT Architects
Built 25,000 sqft, Total 100,000 sqft
Dar El Beida, Casablanca The White, home of one of the largest and most beautiful mosques in the world the Great Mosk of Casablanca, where this Islamic Center open on the wide variety of Islamic culture from all parts of the world would not only complement the existing but indeed through its architectural beauty, importantly the white color of the building and its white marbles, epitomize the city as a whole
With a wide auditorium located under its dome and 3 floors of exhibition space, that can contain many different things from the Islamic world, this center past its cultural role and the use of its auditorium for conferences and lectures, can also be a museum that enlightens and to educates on the diversity of Islamic culture and the history of the Islamic world, past and present
Essentially beyond misconceptions and what separates us, and into knowledge and what we have in common with the rest of the world's cultures and religions, but also our hopes and aspirations for the future
So that Dar El Beida is truly Cablanca The White, through its architectural wealth that this new project enhances, furthers and propels, in architecture, in spirit and in meaning, culturally and spiritually with a building that is very much spiritually inspiring
A worthwhile project indeed, as Casablanca can dispose of its Great Mosk and its great Islamic Cultural Center, what we have done is implement a duality between one of the largest places of worship in the world and an equally large cultural center
It is a potent combination that makes this project a success in the sense that not only it stands on its own but furthers the existing, again what fits where and why have turned to be key expertises of AGR as a land management agency case study
While there may be no easy answers there are short answers, what is Islamic culture worth, not only what it gives but also what it gets back, from as far as China
Thank you for having followed
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chieftyphoonchaos · 2 years
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Hopefully the "Cablancaweek" will continue now that we know the official orientation of our beloved detective as a gay man in the upcoming "Knives Out " movies.To me it really doesn't matter whatever his official orientation is to write about an alternative story line as a Straight dectetive who is married to Marta Cabrera and has a family with children with her. Here on Tublr several story fantasies about characters do get written or created that are different from the official version on TV or the silver screen.Just think of the story lines of James Bond,Ethan Hunt and Mission Imbossible,Lyutsifer Safin etc. In addition, we know that with each new movie there will be a very different cast of actors and only Daniel Craig as the main protagonist of Benoit Blanc is a recurring character. Each story in the film is also separate from the other films, each with a different set and background. Ana De Armas will therefore not reprise her role as Martha Cabrera in the further "Knives Out" films. We have to write her story ourselves with our detective. I definitely want to continue with Cablancaweek 2022 and keep writing my story. Hopefully most people think the same and that week will be a week full of beautiful, exciting and especially romantic stories about our beloved couple.🙂👍🥰❤️❤️💕
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val-made-a-mistake · 2 years
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❝I WANNA BE YOURS.❞
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summary: benoit’s been working late at the office, so marta prepares a surprise for him.
warnings: smut, this might genuinely be one of the filthiest things i’ve ever written. age gap, oral sex f receiving, squirting, rough sex, creampie, brief spanking, age gap related name calling, couch sex
word count: 1.8k
a/n: this is for all my followers who are gonna be single this upcoming valentine’s day lmao. i’m just saying you’re never going to look at daniel craig the same after this
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Marta surveyed herself carefully in the mirror, ignoring her heart pumping fervently in her chest. This was supposed to be a surprise for Benoit— it was the third day in a row he’d been up late working at the office— but perhaps this was a little…too much?
When she looked in the mirror, she didn’t see Marta Cabrera, that’s all. The Marta Cabrera Benoit knew didn’t wear heels and black lace, but scarves and knit sweaters, mostly to keep warm in spite of chilly Massachusetts weather.
The Marta Benoit knew didn’t buy, much less wear, expensive perfume. She never wore the colour red— the colour of seduction and the colour of lies— on her lips.
At the thought of lying to Benoit, even in the smallest way, bile rose in her throat.
There was a sudden buzzing, and Marta looked down. Benoit was calling her.
“Hey, darlin’,” Benoit said breezily as soon as she’d picked up. She could hear the thrumming of the highway on his end. “I’m just on the way back home to the house now, y’need anything?”
It felt like an ice cube had slid into her stomach.
“Uh, no, no,” she said a bit too hurriedly, hurrying out of the bathroom and hoping Benoit couldn’t hear her heels clacking loudly against the floor, “No, no, everything’s fine…just waiting for you to get home, that’s all.”
She could almost hear her mother chastising her in her head.
Eres estúpido, esto es estúpido…
“Okay,” Benoit responded with a kind of loud huff; he didn’t say anything, but Marta could tell he was smoking again. “Be there soon, darlin’.”
She laughed nervously. “See - see you.”
Benoit hung up, and Marta automatically slapped a hand over her mouth to swallow her puke.
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Fifteen minutes had passed, Benoit was due to arrive any minute now. In the meantime, Marta had put on her usual knit sweater, thrown a blanket over her lacy legs, turned on the TV, and tried to overcome the urge to touch herself.
CREAK!
The front door swung open, creakily as always, revealing Benoit with his arms laden with groceries.
His voice was strained. “Marta, darlin’, can you come help?
“We didn’t have to get groceries until tomorrow!” she answered incredulously, hoping her attempt at stalling wasn’t obvious.
“Eh, I thought I’d get ‘em before the store closed,” Benoit responded, already succeeding in coming through the door: he’d waddled in sideways. “They had a mighty deal on grapefruits, y’know that? Nearly couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw it in the store…”
Marta hesitated, then rose when he had his back was turned. The blanket fell soundlessly onto the couch, and she reached for the sides of her sweater to pull it off.
“Y’know, Marta, I really do think that the world has forgotten-“
Benoit turned around to deposit the groceries, saw her standing there in the lingerie, and abruptly forgot the rest of his sentence.
There was silence for a moment.
A long moment.
A very long moment.
“Surprise?” she tried weakly, hooking her thumbs into her garter. “I - I knew you were working late at the office and everything, so-“
Too late: he’d already sped around the table separating them until his body collided with her own, and suddenly, in a warm mess of dress shirt, cologne, and rebellious red lipstick, he was kissing her, or maybe she was kissing him, all she knew was the kiss was warm and deep and good and oh, god—
They stumbled, and Marta let him herd her backward while he groped at every part of her he could reach. They were fighting to hold onto each other, more desperately than they’d ever fought in their lives, wild and instinctive and visceral as their lips clashed together, but neither cared— when you were brought together by sheer need, you didn’t care about appearances.
They broke apart, messily and suddenly, Benoit’s hands tangled deep in Marta’s hair and Marta’s back pressed firmly against the wall, and for the smallest of seconds, there was silence.
“I want you to fuck me,” she blurted.
“I know, darlin’,” Benoit mumbled, sneaking a hand between her legs. “Filthy fuckin’ girl, comin’ in here lookin’ all - all - Lord, I don’t even know-“
Mumbling senselessly to himself in his indecipherable Southern accent, he lowered himself to his knees, and Marta whined as he pressed a kiss to her drenched cunt.
“Don’t tease me,” she mumbled weakly, trying not to laugh as his face became fully submerged between her legs. “You know I can’t - fuck-”
She choked out a gasp as his tongue found that very particular spot inside of her, and her hands jumped down to grasp a handful of his hair on instinct.
“Right there,” she breathed, tilting her face up to the ceiling as his tongue delved eagerly inside of her,“Right there…yes…feels so good…”
She let out a choked cry as warmness pooled through the thin lace of her panties, and overtaken by that blind electricity again, she tugged Benoit from her legs and, in a rather uncharacteristic display of bravery, crushed his mouth with hers.
Fuck. Marta could taste herself on his lips.
Needy again, his hands slid under her ass to lift her up and her legs wrapped around his waist as they staggered away from the wall once more, their mouths moving relentlessly against each other.
Marta tried to stifle a yelp as she was roughly deposited on the couch she’d been sitting on minutes earlier, but outright shrieked when Benoit’s hand connected to her ass in a sharp slap.
“Is this what you wanted?” Benoit asked her as she rolled over to stare at him incredulously— a cool kind of electricity filled her stomach when she realized he was already fiddling with his belt buckle.
“Don’t give me the eyes, darlin’,” he said when he noticed her staring— fuck, he was smirking. “Answer the question. Truthfully, now. You wanted me to fuck you like a dirty whore?”
Frighteningly, but not for the first time around him, Marta was lost for words. “I - I-”
For a moment she considered lying, but in her heart of hearts she knew she couldn’t do that. Rushing to compromise, her brain formed a few panicked sentences in Spanish before she realized she had to respond.
Fuck it.
“Yes,” Marta whispered inaudibly, refusing to look him in the face.
To her horror, Benoit’s smirk grew wider. “What?”
He’d definitely heard her.
“Yes,” she responded, louder, but her voice shook, ruining her resolve. “Please, please, I need you in me.”
“Fuckin’ nasty girl. I love it.”
In a second he’d yanked her hips closer to where he needed her to be, and Marta finally let out that obscene moan she’d been holding in as she felt something warm and hard and thick press on her spasming, soaking entrance. He was always so good to her, and she was always so tentative…so nervous…
So passive…
Marta let out another gasp as he started moving against her. The stretch burned like it always had, but a deeper orgasm was already blooming in her core, vertiginous and sweet, pleasure and pain blissfully coming together at once. No denying it felt amazing: he felt great, like he always did.
But honestly, he said he’d fuck her like a whore, and Marta was expecting more than this.
Unable to keep the grin out of her voice, she met his eye and said, “Is this the best you can do, old man?”
Immediately, Benoit sunk deeper inside of her than ever before, hard and deep and hot and deliciously buried to the hilt— holy fuck, that was a mistake— and Marta let out a loud moan as he started fucking her, really fucking her, forceful and hard and steady and utterly abusing her soaked cunt.
The next orgasm hit her like a freight train: Marta shrieked again as an insane amount of wetness gushed out of her already soaked pussy, leaving the couch beneath them sopping and her body a trembling wreck. Sensing her overstimulation, Benoit forced a hand around her mouth to keep her from crying out again as he once again hit that vertigo-inducing spot inside of her that made her entire body sing— fucking her relentless.
This was an entirely new side of Benoit that Marta hadn’t seen, and God, if he wasn’t so fucking wonderful.
Her ears were ringing and her body was shaking, but if Marta concentrated hard enough, she could hear him muttering Southern nonsense into her ear, apparently just as vertiginous as she was.
“That’s it, darlin’ - fuck - squirt for me again, c’mon now-”
Marta let out a loud moan that was made incoherent by his hand as, sure enough, she squirted again: the dopamine rush was so powerful she barely registered the sensation, only that her legs had flushed with heat and her inner thighs had dampened considerably, but it didn’t matter, not when Benoit had dipped a hand down into her legs to rub her swollen clit.
He was still rambling into her ear.
“You like this, huh? Acting like you didn’t ask for it like a filthy fuckin’ whore? My God, child-”
Marta whined into his hand as her walls clenched around him, taking every inch of him she could. Still, Benoit didn’t relent.
“So fucking tight, keep - that’s a good girl - that’s a good fucking girl.”
Tears were flowing freely beneath her clenched eyelids as he came inside her, warm and hot and deliciously deep, but in the heat of the moment, Marta didn’t care. Something in the depths of her mind was purring happily, unleashing a primal and hidden feeling she’d never felt before— she couldn’t quite catch her breath.
Her head was spinning, her heart was racing, her ears were ringing. Her mind was halfway between her mother tongue and English, and with the blood thundering to her brain, she couldn’t collect her thoughts.
Dumbly, she felt grateful that the Thrombeys weren’t living in this mansion anymore. It was just her and Benoit in this big echoey place, two spent bodies half-collapsed on this couch.
After what felt like an eternity, the hand on her mouth relinquished and Benoit slowly withdrew from her pussy, carefully and gently, apparently back to his regular self again. The clarity had settled in.
There was silence for another long moment.
“The groceries,” he said dumbly, making her laugh.
“You deal with it, I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk,” she replied as Benoit tried to summon feeling in his legs. By the looks of it, nothing was working.
He laughed up at the ceiling. “Darlin’, my left leg’s completely numb.”
Marta grinned as she felt his come begin to drip out of her— she angled her pussy at him so he could see. “Fuck the groceries.”
“Fuck the groceries,” he repeated breathlessly, staring at her like she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.
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