mrylin

[mrylin]

save me lily gladstone save me

[mrylin]

can’t stop watching this over and over i need them so badd plsss

lily gladstone in fancy dance

[mrylin]

I just finished ‘Under the Bridge’ and have such a HUGE crush on Cam. I will gladly ready anything you write for her!!!

yeahh!! ugh she’s just soo pretty!! i promise i’ll do something for her in no time. thank you for responding!!

[mrylin]

Flaws and All (Tana/ Reader)

Hello!

Enjoy this tana x reader story!

Summary: After losing the only person who was next to her every day, Tana is instructed by her cousin to join a grieving group where she meets you.

“You should do it,” Lainey said. Tana bit the nail of her finger on the hand that was holding the phone and fixed her gaze on the floor, taking a deep breath.

She knew that her cousin was right and that maybe joining the grieving group she had researched could be good – even if she was not very inclined to accept the conversation. “Where’s the address again?”

In the same moment she stepped inside the house, she thought about turning back and pretending she was never there. But she would go to the end, since she had promised Lainey that she would attend a first meeting to have an experience and opinion about what was best for her.

In the first few minutes, she wanted to hide anywhere to avoid questions and introductions, especially when they needed to say why they were there. The rehearsed lines of apology and the looks of pity were too much, so she decided to skip her turn and just said her name. The circle continued until it reached the last person.

“Y/n, it’s your turn to speak.”

You bit the inside of your cheek and your eyes never left your hands. Tana, just like everyone who was there, stared at you waiting for you to talk. But she was a little too focused, noticing how your throat seemed to tighten and your hands shook. “I already did it when I arrived here.”

The woman sitting in the chair in the middle took off her glasses and looked at you softly. “I know, but it’s important that we talk about what happened to us so the others know that it’s okay to talk about what happened to them too.”

“I don’t see why.” You raised your head for the first time since the attention turned to you. “What happened to me doesn’t have to influence anyone here.”

She understood your anger and pain at that moment, and later, she understood even more. You had lost everything you loved at once and blamed yourself for what had happened. There wasn’t how you know about what would come next, but the guilt still swept you away — and Tana truly understood.

When the meeting was over, she returned home and told Lainey what had happened. The day hadn’t been the best, but even so she decided that she would go to the next one. She felt that she needed to go, that something good could come out of it. So she went.

Even when you seemed to hate being there, you were always in every meeting, never missing one second. Tana sat on the other side, as far away from you as she could, but her eyes were always focused on you and you alone. And she thought that being discreet was part of all this staring thing she had, but she counted with her luck more than she should have.

The realization that what she was doing was far from being hidden came in the middle a meeting, when the focus was on one of the participants who was neither of you.

You were with your head down, not looking for nobody in the room, just like every other day. Tana changed her eyes between you and those who spoke, squeezing her lips every time she saw some small change in you. At some point between these exchanges, she found your eyes, staring back at her.

Tana felt her heart stop for a few seconds.

You never, in all the times she went to that place, looked at her. She was someone invisible on your eyes, – but everyone seemed to be invisible to you either. She didn’t exist and for a time this was the best thing for her. However, in that very first moment, she was someone.

She didn’t looked at you for the rest of the time and was the first to get up and walk away, going to the kitchen were drinks and food was disposed. And you went in right after. “Hey,”

She swallowed the water hard, feeling it burn her throat. “Hi,” Came out in a choke. Tana cleared her throat and smiled awkwardly at you.

“You seem to be very interested on me in all of these meetings.” You started, and she watched as you took one of the candy’s in the counter. “I always wondered why.”

Even when she felt the shame raising through her body, she didn’t took her eyes off of you. “I- uhm”She started. “I don’t know. You’re just… an interesting person.”

And for the first time, she saw a smile on your face. It was weak and not really the most bigger one, but it was one. “My anger explosions and bad behavior are interesting?” Again, the smile. “Weird think about it this way.”

“Not the way you handle it but, the way you’re always here even when you don’t want to.” She drank the water, trying to put her nervousness down. “You are a great listener even when doesn’t seemed like it.”

Your eyes went for hers and you went silent for a seconds. “If you tell this in that circle people would actually laugh on you.” You bit the inside of your cheek, and she could see the slightest amount of fun in you.

Tana shrugged. “It will only show that they can’t see anything but themselves.”

And then you laughed, and she couldn’t stop herself of doing the same. You didn’t said anything after that little interaction, just left with a last look. Tana stayed for a few more moments, then went home.

She didn’t know that talking with you at that moment would gave her a special place in your life, only figuring it out when she arrived at the meeting and saw the girl who always sat next to you now sitting in her place. It was in that day that something she would call friendship was born.

“And how do you feel about this? About her?” Lainey asked. After getting home just like all the other days in the last couple of months, she called her cousin to talk about everything that was happening. And you became a very known subject.

Tana thought about the question, really trying to look inside herself to answer her in the best way possible. “She is someone I never want to lose,” Came in a whisper.

Lainey sighed on the other side of the line and Tana started biting her nails, waiting for what she would say. “Go after her then. To try. You deserve it, she deserve it.”

“Y/n would never want this. Me and a relationship, I mean.” She pulled one chair and sat, feeling that their conversation would last more than planned. Her head fell against the wall and she stared at the ceiling.

She heard a babbling of children and laughter, before a door went shut. “How do you know this? How do you know that she would never want? She said it?”

Tana’s shoulder went to cover her ear. “I know, Lainey. I’m having this talk-but-never-talking with her and I can see that she doesn’t want this.”

“You told me that she had lost her wife not long before you went to the meeting, it must be fresh, the feelings and the pain.” She said. “But you can’t be around someone you wish without having sure they don’t wish you back.”

Back on biting her nails. “I’ll think about it.” A hum of doubt came from her cousin. “I promise, Lainey.”

And she did, but never said when she would do something.

The type of friendship you had kept the way it was for a long time, but her thoughts never stoped spinning around her talk with Lainey. You were slowly being more and more comfortable around her, letting the hesitation go away little by little. For her, it was good. You talked to her about your life, never too much, but enough for her to get to know you better.

You liked her. She was the first person you talked to after everything. Tana was sweet, a great friend who never judged and was always there. When she came, you could feel yourself getting better. There were days when your loss overwhelmed you, but you were no longer angry all the time.

That’s why you decided to invite her to your house.

Tana hesitated at first, too worried about everything going wrong when she got there, but she accepted anyways. If she wanted to know you better, she would need to do more than sitting by your side at the grieving group and talking at the end of each meeting. Lainey was bothering her every single day for something, and getting close to you would give her this something.

Everything was you. Your house had told her, since she arrived there, that it was yours. Each corner had a piece of you and she felt comfortable there. “It’s beautiful.” She said as soon as you and her sit on the couch, face to face.

You talked to her like every other day, but this time it seemed different, it was different actually. You were on your comfort zone and even not being clear, she knew that you trusted her more for her to be there, then she letted all the hesitation behind and made more questions. She wanted to know and always kept her focus on you, trying to see where too much was too much.

And you were more comfortable than you expected. After inviting her, you thought if you weren’t taking a step bigger than your leg. But Tana was… her. She knew when and how say things, and for some reason you wanted to be around her more, maybe have her as a closer friend. So you were doing it, even when the guilt ate you alive.

She was the first person to be around you after everything, the only who never ran and never asked why you were so angry. She just stood there, understanding what you were going through without really knowing it.

She liked you for you, not for what you showed you were. You didn’t know how she saw more just watching you between boring talks, but you do knew that it was a real feeling.

She liked you with your flaws and all.

and part two is in the works!

i wrote a cam x reader but it just didn’t seem right to me so i deleted it.

i hope you like these just like i liked it!!

[mrylin]

Lily Gladstone, in a short by Erica Tremblay LITTLE CHIEF (2020)

[+] LILY GLADSTONE [GIF Collection] 🌼 [+] ..more on “Little Chief” 🎬

[mrylin]

I assure you if you write anything for Cam Bentland, we will gladly devour it!

omgg thank you so much!!

i’ve been in love with her for a while now and my mind is just running with so many ideas. i’m very happy to know that people would actually read it!

part 1 might be ready idk

[mrylin]

thinking abt coming back writing for my wife lily gladstone (cam bentland specifically n others in the future) but feeling like nobody would read ittt

ANDD after watching the unknown country tana had gave me ideas too! she’s one of lily’s cutest characters ever and I just need to open lily gladstone x reader tag, so if you want tell me what you want to see!

[mrylin]

Hey

A request

Reader is extremly sick and wednesday is taking care of reader.

Just if you have time and if you want to

sorry for disappearing and coming back with something so small and boring but i'm working on other requests (i don't know what put in the title)

warnings: nothing really

"Principal Weems told you to lie down."

Sighing as two hands gripped your shoulders and pushed you back onto the bed, you rolled your eyes and laid on the pillow, crossing your fingers over your stomach. "I know what she said, but I don't want to be here looking at the ceiling."

Wednesday put the cup of hot tea beside the bed and sat next to your legs, looking at you more seriously than ever. "It's not an option."

You hummed and furrowed your brows, knowing she wouldn't let you do anything and you would die of boredom. "Can I read a book?"

She got up and went to a drawer where you kept a few books and took the one with the marking on the page. "You can start after drinking this tea." She took the cup and held it out to you, grimacing a little at the scent. "It smells like death and not in a good way."

"Thanks." You said, looking at her indignantly. When the tea came close to your lips you smelled it and grimaced, almost giving it back but giving up in the same second. It was better to swallow it fast and try to get over the bitter taste it would probably have.

Wednesday waited until you were done and moved closer to your head, looking at you for a few seconds before reaching out and gently running her hand through your hair. It wasn't common for her to caress you like that, but you didn't complain. "You should get some sleep now."

Humming, you pushed the book she left beside you and rested your head on her shoulder, taking a deep breath and smelling her scent. "Keep doing that and I'll be asleep in two seconds."

And, as promised, you actually fell asleep in two seconds. Wednesday looked at you and felt her lips involuntarily twist up into a small smile and quickly broke it down, pretending that nothing had happened. You were quite a sight in her eyes, especially when you looked as calm and relaxed as you did in that moment.

She never said it out loud but she really loved you.

[mrylin]

wednesday addams x reader fic recs

📌 — favorites 📍— possibly triggering material 🍂 — fluff 🥀 — angst

metanoia [@playboysaleen] — 🥀

i’ll do anything [@thenextdawn] — 🥀, 🍂

blood has no meaning if you don’t have any [@gh0ston1c] — 🥀, 🍂

too much coffee [@toournextadventure] — 🍂

jekyll [@kseung] — 🥀, 🍂

father’s feathers [@kseung] — 📍, 🥀, 🍂

i owe you — [@shenachigans] 📍, 🍂

clumsy defender [@theunreliablewriter] — 🍂

secret carer [@specialagentlokitty] — 🍂

death by a thousand cuts pt i. ii. [@fleetingvow] — 🥀, 🍂

deep claws [@mrylin] — 🍂

untitled [@gay-dorito-dust] — 🥀

untitled [@gay-dorito-dust] — 🍂

untitled [@gay-dorito-dust] — 🥀, 🍂

untitled [@gay-dorito-dust] — 🥀, 🍂

sappy [@juneberrie] — 🍂

love bites [@mr-mcsteamy] — 🍂

the words i could never say pt. i. ii. [@mr-mcsteamy] — 🥀

emotional [@mr-mcsteamy] — 🍂

10 things i hate about you [@mr-mcsteamy] — 🍂

fangs [@extinctspino] — 🍂

scorch marks pt. i. ii. [@robiin-buckley] — 🥀, 🍂

deep devotion [@robiin-buckley] — 🍂

i can go anywhere i want, just not home [@lady-ziggy-stardust] — 📍, 🥀, 🍂

pt. i. ii. [@spwiski] — 📍, 🥀, 🍂

fries [@eddieboi23] — 🍂

if you don’t want your fic on this list, please tell me. also feel free to correct me if i categorized your fic wrong.

[mrylin]

you could do a reader and jenna ortega (they are already together) where they had a fight and the reader is giving her the silent treatment

leave, then come back (jenna ortega/reader)

summary: it's what's in on the request but i wanted something happy (i need to change that) but i hope it's good

warnings: fight angst angst and fluff at the end bc we need

She sat on the edge of the bed with her hands on her face, feeling her cheeks wet. it wasn't normal for you two get involved in such a big fight, just in small arguments common to couples.

This time, however, everything got even worse.

Jenna had said things she didn't mean, yelled at you when she lost her temper because you seemed so calm. She knew you just wanted to talk and go over certain things that really needed fixing, but with the stress of the day it all built up and she threw it all at you.

She knew that you were a person who didn't have a lot of patience and who would never endure screams in your face with your head down so she knew what awaited her. All that was left for her was try to make it up to you the best way.

"Y/n," Knocking on the door, she cracked it open and saw the dark room, the only light coming from the hallway. She knew you weren't sleeping. "Can we talk?"

For a second everything was silent and she held her breath, waiting patiently for something. A movement, a grunt, a scream. Anything. When she realized she wasn't going to get a response, she sighed and took the liberty of stepping inside, walking to the headboard.

She licked her lips which were extremely dry and cleared her throat. "I know I fucked up, I shouldn't have said those things," She said, hoping you would finally look at her. "I'm sorry." Came out in a whisper.

Again, you didn't react. Jenna felt her eyes sting again and rubbed her fingers across her eyes, deciding she wasn't going to give up until she got something out of you, even if it's a sigh. "It's okay. I can stay here all night."

She adjusted the large shirt to her body and sat down next to you, resting her hands on her knees and tapping her fingertips nervously. She said and would comply, would not leave there.

"You know, I love you. I know I never said this and now is probably the worst time to say that but I fucking love you." She licked her lips again. "And I know you're not someone who forgives easily but I hope sometime you do."

Silence. That was all she got. "I'm sorry." She whispered, lifting her hand to place on top of the one on your hip.

Your hand slowly moved away from hers, coming to rest underneath your head. Even though it was an act of rejection, Jenna saw it as a small sign, a painful one, but still a sign. "Y/n,"

"Go to sleep, Jenna." Came your voice, cold and flat, showing no emotion. She perked up.

"No." She said firmly. "I'll stay here all night if I have to."

You sighed irritably and sat up, finally looking at her and seeing her red cheeks, as well as her nose and swollen eyes. "Look, nothing is going to be solved overnight. You need to rest and so do I. Now, go to sleep." And so you went back to bed.

Jenna swallowed and pulled back the blankets, crawling into the space beside you and trying to get close to you but not really touching. She closed her eyes and listened for any complaints that could possibly come, but nothing happened. So she just lay there waiting for sleep to come.

"You know, that doesn't mean I've forgiven you."

She opened one eye and tried her best to look at you in the dark. "I don't expect you to do it yet."

The next morning, she awoke to a cold, empty bed and sleep quickly washed out of her body. She looked around worriedly, relaxing when she saw the bathroom door half open and heard the splash of shower water. Her heart slowed down the wild beats slowly.

"Hi." She said, low and shy when you left, not long after she woke up. You gave her a tight-lipped smile, trying not to make her any sadder. "Can we... can we have that talk now?"

A loud sigh escaped you. "I think we must."

Jenna nodded and got comfortable on the bed, waiting for you to sit down. You walked to the edge and stood there, looking straight ahead as you waited for her to speak.

"I did the wrong thing when I said all those things to you. I just... I was just so exhausted I exploded. And I know this doesn't justify anything, but..." She licked her lips. "I'm sorry."

You were silent for a while, pondering. What she said to you, how she said it, still burned in the back of your head and echoed in your ears. It was painful, it was going to hurt for awhile, but you didn't know what to do. Jenna was the one you loved and seeing her so sad and guilty and feeling like the worst person in the world was hurting you.

You closed your eyes and blindly reached between the sheets, squeezing her fingers as her hand held yours anxiously. "I'm not going to say it's okay, because it's not. But we have to work on it, and we will." Jenna quickly agreed.

"I didn't mean any of that. I love you, I could never hate you and..." She swallowed. "And you're not a horrible girlfriend, you're the best thing that ever happened to me."

A small smile appeared on your lips. "I know."

Jenna moved closer to you, leaning in slowly to give you time to pull away if you wanted to. When she realized you weren't going to, she placed her lips on yours softly, resting her forehead against yours after parting. She kept whispering "I love you"s, "I'm sorry"s, as if she stopped you would get up and leave.

She leaned against your chest as your hand went up to her hair, silently comforting her. There was a lot she had to work on, her words being one of them, but she wouldn't give up until she was the best person for you.

"I love you, Jen."

sorry for any mistake !!!

[mrylin]

Can I PLEASE request Wednesday with a Siren reader :)

deadly beautiful (wednesday addams/reader)

this was so short i know, if you want to request a second part please feel free to do it

summary: wednesday hated mermaids with her being, but maybe you could be the - only - exception.

warnings: this time there's nothing but a awful dialogue

"If you look harder you can kill all the fish with just your eyes,"

Wednesday didn't bother on turning around, just glancing to the side out of the corner of her eye. "It will make my job of picking the bombs easier." She said, listening as you climbed out of the water and sat beside her on the old wooden bridge.

That lake was lonely, surrounded by trees. No one from Jericho ventured so deep into the forest, always being afraid of what might be there. For a while you called them cowards since nothing has appeared, just normal critters. But since the hyde, you are happy not to see them there.

Wednesday was paying attention to you and how you looked ahead with a lost look. She was staring at you as if any minute you were going to pull her by the arm and drown her in the waters. "Why are you here?"

"Is that important to you?"

You laughed. "Touche."

Silence fell between you two, but unlike the types she had with other people, this one was different. Comfortable, she would say. You didn't force her to talk and you always asked small questions, knowing that if you forced her she would close down even more and maybe continue to hate you for the rest of her days in that city.

You knew how to make her open up and she hates it.

"You know, I was going to invite you to the rave'n but I don't think a girl like you goes to such boring parties without a drop of blood." You spoke distractedly.

Wednesday finally turned, not completely, just a little. She was looking at you like this was a joke and like you were completely stupid. You didn't know if it was because you even considered calling her or because it's you. Well you hoped it was the first option. "You thought right for the first time,"

Unaffected, you waved your hand dismissively. "Oh, and here I thought I had a chance to take the deadly beautiful Wednesday Addams out for dancing." You made a face.

For a few seconds she just sat in silence, looking for the lake. Then, just as suddenly, she stood up and placed her hands on the strap of her purse, standing beside you and looking down at you. "I'll meet you there at seven," And then she left, leaving you there, watching her with a small smile and bright eyes.

Wednesday Addams really was something else and you loved her for it.

well i'm traveling and maybe i'm not on my phone much so things might turn out slower than expected (it all depends on my imagination/time) but i'll try to write more today :)

[mrylin]

GWENDOLINE CHRISTIE talks to WWD

Christie, who plays Principal Weems in the hit Netflix series, on the show's success, collaborating with Tim Burton and her upcoming role in "Severance."

[mrylin]

could i please make a request where jenna were on a live and female reader (who was her girlfriend) appeared so everybody starting to ask about their relationship and they answer some of the asks, some fluff with humor maybe and jenna being a simp for reader (cuz everybody knows she’s a simp for women)

also i loved your first one shot!! <3

natural liar (jenna ortega/reader)

so fist time writing for a real person and not a character, it turned out to be smaller than i wanted but i hope you like it

warnings: fluff fluff and a fun fight

"Where is Y/n?" Jenna read it and looked back at you from where she was sitting on the floor. "She's in bed, guys. She doesn't want to let y'all see her pretty face, something about sparing her beauty."

You rolled your eyes and stood up, running a hand over your shirt and hair. Jenna looked at you and frowned, waving her hand as if to say 'you don't need this'. "Hi, I'm here." You said, sitting next to her.

Jenna wrapped her arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer to her body, pushing your head lightly into her shoulder. "You're beautiful." She said, pinching your cheek with her thumb and index finger.

You started looking at the comments, seeing the amount of questions they sent. One in particular caught your eye and you tapped the screen. "Is it true that Jenna is the most romantic?"

Before you could respond, she quickly took the lead. "Yes, definitely. I'm so romantic that if I could I would date myself."

"If you think," You said, squeezing your shoulders. She looked at you with narrowed eyes and moved closer, her nose touching yours. "What?"

She bit the inside of her mouth to keep from laughing. "I'm not romantic?" She asked, choking dramatically when you denied. "You're hurting my feelings."

You smiled. "Good." She lightly patted your arm and started laughing with you. You two went back to reading what people sent, always contradicting everything she said. She was a natural liar.

"So," She started, looking at you out of the corner of her eye. "Even though she lied in all questions because guys, I'm a great girlfriend, I still like her just a little bit." You rolled your eyes.

You broke away from her and leaned forward, getting closer to the screen. "She can't live without me." You tapped two fingers on your chest with a smug face.

"Yes I can." She said, trying to sound firm.

You looked at her for a second and smiled. "You stayed two hours away from me and you called me asking to come find you."

"Whatever." She waved her hand. "Well, I have to start getting ready. Bye people and don't believe her."

You quickly grabbed her hand when she was about to press the off button. "She is a convincing liar but I'm a great denier of them. Believe me." Jenna burst out laughing and struggled with you to get to her phone, turning off the live.

"Seriously?"

You raised your hands in defense. "I couldn't let you lie to your fans, baby."

Jenna nudged you with her shoulder, leaning down to place a soft kiss on your lips. "You're a pain in my ass."

"But you love me." You said wrapping your arms around her neck.

"Too much."

well i didn't like my writing but the important thing is if you guys like it so whatever

[mrylin]

[mrylin]

muito obrigada <3

deep claws (wednesday addams/reader)

so this was a request but i posted it accidentally and i lost it along with half of my work but that's ok! anon i hope you like it.

summary: there was a big bruise on your body, one that you tried to keep hidden from everyone and that worked for some days. that is, until wednesday catches you in the lie.

warnings: blood and bruised and much pain, wednesday will also be scarier than usual but all end up with a happy ending

With a heavy sigh, you pulled down your shirt that had a huge blood stain right on top of the poorly made bandage, feeling the burning come back ten times worse.

"You should tell someone about this." Enid said. She was standing on the edge of your bed looking at you with concern. You didn't want her to find out, but in the end it was unavoidable since she walked into your room when you were trying to get stitches on yourself.

"I will not. This school is already going through a lot of problems, they don't need another one." You spoke firmly, leaving no room for argument.

Enid was stubborn though, and wouldn't let it go. "But you know you can die from it. You can have an infection."

You agreed and pressed your hand on your waist, right over the cut, applying pressure and tried to get up. From the copious loss of blood, you were still dizzy and a little weak so you swayed to your feet. "Look, I'll be better in a minute. I promise."

"Wednesday will hate me for not saying anything."

"She won't find out from me." You said, swallowing when a strong dizziness brought you an overwhelming feeling of nausea.

Enid went to your side and guided you to your bed and helped you to lie down in a position that wouldn't open all your stitches, and stood looking at you. "I still think it's totally stupid."

You smirked. "You can rest assured that I will live for years just to annoy you."

For the first time since she found out about that situation, she gave a genuine laugh and smiled. Enid was a great friend and she cared about everyone, which you appreciated, but you preferred to keep your situation out of other people's ears.

A few minutes passed between the two of you talking and then the door opened, revealing an ever stoic Wednesday. She looked angrier than ever. "Hey, Wed." You greeted, trying not to let your voice shake.

She grimaced at the horrible nickname and walked across the room, dropping her purse at the bed. "How was your day?" Every day she asked you the same question and tried to demonstrate things around you more openly. She was doing really well at it.

"Boring. Good thing Enid came." The blonde smiled at you and placed her hands in front of her body, looking between you both. She was used to being in the same room and witnessing Wednesday's minuscule affection, but in that moment she really wanted to be somewhere else.

"I came and I'm leaving. Bye to both." She said waving. Before closing the bedroom door she said an inaudible 'be ok' and you smiled in agreement.

Wednesday walked over to your side and sat down, looking at you deeply. "You're different." She looked you up and down.

"What do you mean?" You laughed nervously.

She looked into your face and locked eyes with yours, as if all the answers were there. "You are pale, sweating and your hands are shaking."

You swallowed hard and tried to smile but failed as your body shuddered as a sharp pain shot up your spine. "I'm totally fine."

"This is obviously a lie." She said. "Are you hurt?"

Trying to prove there was nothing, you threw your legs over the side and braced yourself to your feet, bitterly regretting it when you felt sharp twinges. It was like someone was stabbing you over and over again with inhuman strength.

A loud, aching scream escaped your throat and you fell back, your whole body shuddering and twitching with pain. Wednesday quickly moved to hold your head and helped you to lie down better. "What happened?" She asked, scared.

You took the best breath you could and pulled your shirt up, revealing the bloody bandage. Not waiting long, she moved to grab the first aid kit you had by your bed, not caring about the things falling to the floor. Because of your small feat, your stitches had burst and your cut was redder. For the first time in her life Wednesday was hating a sight like that.

She didn't say anything as she cleaned up and tried not to hurt you with the stitches. You could see that she was angry, worried and scared, and you knew you were going to have to explain why of those cuts. "It was the hyde, wasn't it?" She asked, turning around to throw everything she'd used away.

"Yes." You said, your voice breathy and trembling. "I was walking near the woods when he attacked me. I was lucky I managed to escape before he killed me, but I earned this."

She turned and met your eyes. She was angrier than you thought. "I told you to stay away from there. You could have died."

You threw your head back against the headboard and took a deep breath. "I know, and I didn't really go to the forest, I was in the garden."

"You shouldn't go there. I told you how dangerous it was." This time the one who was angry was you.

"I'm not going to stay inside this place forever just because a sick person is killing people. I need to breathe, Wednesday." You swallowed, feeling your throat close up. "I will not stop living because of this."

She stood up and pinched her eyebrows. "One second more and you wouldn't be here anymore."

That was a baseless argument, since you didn't want and wouldn't stop doing what you wanted because of some monster. "You think death is so beautiful, maybe I would start to think the same thing once I met her."

Wednesday's breathing grew faster and heavier, her hands curled into fists and clenched until her fingers turned horribly white. You had said the wrong thing. "When I saw the cut I thought about how I could have lost you, that I would never see you again and in a second that became my worst fear. So don't play with it ever again."

Softening, you nodded and stretched out your other arm, asking her to lie down next to you. Wednesday climbed into bed and tried her best not to touch anything that might hurt you and rested her head on top of your chest. "I promise, Wed."

While you slept, weary with pain and weak, she watched over you. Seeing you there, on the way to get well, alive and safe, she promised that nothing and no one would ever hurt you again. She would make sure of that.

my first language is portuguese (brazil) and it's really hard translate it and that's why there can be some nonsense things (i know english but i'm not fluent unfortunately) i'm really sorry!!!

if you want you can send me a request :)

[mrylin]

deep claws (wednesday addams/reader)

so this was a request but i posted it accidentally and i lost it along with half of my work but that's ok! anon i hope you like it.

summary: there was a big bruise on your body, one that you tried to keep hidden from everyone and that worked for some days. that is, until wednesday catches you in the lie.

warnings: blood and bruised and much pain, wednesday will also be scarier than usual but all end up with a happy ending

With a heavy sigh, you pulled down your shirt that had a huge blood stain right on top of the poorly made bandage, feeling the burning come back ten times worse.

"You should tell someone about this." Enid said. She was standing on the edge of your bed looking at you with concern. You didn't want her to find out, but in the end it was unavoidable since she walked into your room when you were trying to get stitches on yourself.

"I will not. This school is already going through a lot of problems, they don't need another one." You spoke firmly, leaving no room for argument.

Enid was stubborn though, and wouldn't let it go. "But you know you can die from it. You can have an infection."

You agreed and pressed your hand on your waist, right over the cut, applying pressure and tried to get up. From the copious loss of blood, you were still dizzy and a little weak so you swayed to your feet. "Look, I'll be better in a minute. I promise."

"Wednesday will hate me for not saying anything."

"She won't find out from me." You said, swallowing when a strong dizziness brought you an overwhelming feeling of nausea.

Enid went to your side and guided you to your bed and helped you to lie down in a position that wouldn't open all your stitches, and stood looking at you. "I still think it's totally stupid."

You smirked. "You can rest assured that I will live for years just to annoy you."

For the first time since she found out about that situation, she gave a genuine laugh and smiled. Enid was a great friend and she cared about everyone, which you appreciated, but you preferred to keep your situation out of other people's ears.

A few minutes passed between the two of you talking and then the door opened, revealing an ever stoic Wednesday. She looked angrier than ever. "Hey, Wed." You greeted, trying not to let your voice shake.

She grimaced at the horrible nickname and walked across the room, dropping her purse at the bed. "How was your day?" Every day she asked you the same question and tried to demonstrate things around you more openly. She was doing really well at it.

"Boring. Good thing Enid came." The blonde smiled at you and placed her hands in front of her body, looking between you both. She was used to being in the same room and witnessing Wednesday's minuscule affection, but in that moment she really wanted to be somewhere else.

"I came and I'm leaving. Bye to both." She said waving. Before closing the bedroom door she said an inaudible 'be ok' and you smiled in agreement.

Wednesday walked over to your side and sat down, looking at you deeply. "You're different." She looked you up and down.

"What do you mean?" You laughed nervously.

She looked into your face and locked eyes with yours, as if all the answers were there. "You are pale, sweating and your hands are shaking."

You swallowed hard and tried to smile but failed as your body shuddered as a sharp pain shot up your spine. "I'm totally fine."

"This is obviously a lie." She said. "Are you hurt?"

Trying to prove there was nothing, you threw your legs over the side and braced yourself to your feet, bitterly regretting it when you felt sharp twinges. It was like someone was stabbing you over and over again with inhuman strength.

A loud, aching scream escaped your throat and you fell back, your whole body shuddering and twitching with pain. Wednesday quickly moved to hold your head and helped you to lie down better. "What happened?" She asked, scared.

You took the best breath you could and pulled your shirt up, revealing the bloody bandage. Not waiting long, she moved to grab the first aid kit you had by your bed, not caring about the things falling to the floor. Because of your small feat, your stitches had burst and your cut was redder. For the first time in her life Wednesday was hating a sight like that.

She didn't say anything as she cleaned up and tried not to hurt you with the stitches. You could see that she was angry, worried and scared, and you knew you were going to have to explain why of those cuts. "It was the hyde, wasn't it?" She asked, turning around to throw everything she'd used away.

"Yes." You said, your voice breathy and trembling. "I was walking near the woods when he attacked me. I was lucky I managed to escape before he killed me, but I earned this."

She turned and met your eyes. She was angrier than you thought. "I told you to stay away from there. You could have died."

You threw your head back against the headboard and took a deep breath. "I know, and I didn't really go to the forest, I was in the garden."

"You shouldn't go there. I told you how dangerous it was." This time the one who was angry was you.

"I'm not going to stay inside this place forever just because a sick person is killing people. I need to breathe, Wednesday." You swallowed, feeling your throat close up. "I will not stop living because of this."

She stood up and pinched her eyebrows. "One second more and you wouldn't be here anymore."

That was a baseless argument, since you didn't want and wouldn't stop doing what you wanted because of some monster. "You think death is so beautiful, maybe I would start to think the same thing once I met her."

Wednesday's breathing grew faster and heavier, her hands curled into fists and clenched until her fingers turned horribly white. You had said the wrong thing. "When I saw the cut I thought about how I could have lost you, that I would never see you again and in a second that became my worst fear. So don't play with it ever again."

Softening, you nodded and stretched out your other arm, asking her to lie down next to you. Wednesday climbed into bed and tried her best not to touch anything that might hurt you and rested her head on top of your chest. "I promise, Wed."

While you slept, weary with pain and weak, she watched over you. Seeing you there, on the way to get well, alive and safe, she promised that nothing and no one would ever hurt you again. She would make sure of that.

my first language is portuguese (brazil) and it's really hard translate it and that's why there can be some nonsense things (i know english but i'm not fluent unfortunately) i'm really sorry!!!

if you want you can send me a request :)

[mrylin]

can i do a request where the reader and jenna ortega do an interview questions about who is most likely to like who is most affectionate?  or something like that and every time the Reader responds she looks at him with a passionate face (the two already date)

oh i actually don't write for male reader but it was a great request!!! i hope you get someone to write it :)