#Dark Cuervo

[comicmgc]

[syltpodoc]

[xxlb74xx]

My special edition of “The Crow” by James O’Barr came in the mail today! Merry Christmas to me! ✨

Mi edición especial de “El Cuervo” por James O’Barr llego en el correo hoy! Feliz Navidad para mi!✨

[dyonisa]

the fall of the house of usher.

[squeegin]

Edgar Alan Poe estaría orgulloso!!

[ravenpretty]

Solo es algo que soñé, algo que cree y ahora sólo lo comparto 🖤💤

[palluniskillas]

❤️Alicia y Pepino🖤

[u-t-o-p-i-a-6-6-6]

[saeist]

there was an immense pounding sensation in your head the moment you woke up. you opened your eyes to be greeted by the sunlight peeking through the grey curtains– wait, grey?

squinting, (from both the headache and sunlight), you sat up from the bed. wrong move in your opinion cause now your head felt like it was being hammered down non stop

you scanned your surroundings. a king sized bed with black covers, dark grey walls with a 40 inch flat screen tv mounted on it with little to no decorations around. an office table and a tall shelf filled with trophies

that’s when you realized that you weren’t at your apartment.

you looked down on yourself to see that (thankfully) you still had your clothes on, although it wasn’t the same clothes you had on last night. instead, it was an oversized shirt who probably belonged to the stranger whose place you just crashed in last night. you carefully got up from the comfortable bed and began to wander around the place

the sound of your footsteps alerted sae, who was cooking breakfast, that you finally woke up. you take a peek at the corner of the kitchen that was connected to the living room. there you see a tuff of cherry red hair

“sae?” you called out, hoping the stranger really turned out to be sae

sae turns around with his usual stoic face. “yeah, it’s me”

“oh thank god” you breathe out, a hand over your chest. “i was beginning to think i got kidnapp-“ you cut your sentence short when your head started to pound again.

“there’s water and painkillers on the cabinet. you know, for the hangover.” sae says, using the spatula that he was using to point out his cabinet where he kept some advil.

now you’re sat at his kitchen island, waiting for his eggs and bacon as you try to recall last night’s event.

“soo…” you start, sae hums, an indicator that he was listening, “how much did i drink last night?”

sae turns off his induction stove, he probably just finished cooking. he carefully places down some eggs and bacon on a separate plate before heading over to you.

“you finished a bottle of cuervo all by yourself and even chugged some jaeger right after”

you felt your cheeks burn up in embarrassment. no way in hell you just embarrassed yourself in front of the sae itoshi last night. what’s worse is that you couldn’t even remember your actions. did you do something? were you dancing your ass out?

“did i… did i kiss you last night? i can’t remember.” you pinched the space between your eyes, unable to look at sae in the eye, who was in front of you.

sae continues to do his thing by placing down 2 eggs and 2 bacon strips specifically on your plate. he pauses to look at you with an eyebrow raised,

“you seriously can’t remember?”

(italics - flashback)

“okay, i think that’s enough for tonight.” sae deadpans, trying to pry your hands off the bottle of tequila you were downing in one go after aiku and sendou dared you to chug it down in one go

when sae does successfully pries it off of you, you retaliated by whining and doing grubby hands in front of the red head

“sae you killjoy!” you whined, stomping your foot like a child. gaining the attention of the rest of u20. you were already swaying, probably because you were now shitfaced drunk.

“what’s the matter, angel? under lashes senpai not giving you another shot, hmm?” shidou pops out of no where, his arm slinging over your shoulder.

too drunk to process who was with you, you also wrapped your arms around shidou’s torso to balance yourself.

“yeah!” you pout, trying to get shidou to give you your bottle from sae

sae rolls his eyes at the sight before him. he gives away your empty bottle of cuervo to some waiter who conveniently passed by. it was the afterparty of japan u20 vs blue lock. even though they lost, they still went out to celebrate anyway since it’s not all the time itoshi sae joins your soccer team and of course sae brought you as his plus one.

“hands off, demon” sae spits, and shidou begrudgingly lets go of you while complaining about how unfair it was that this under lashes senpai can get anything he wants

sae grabs your hand and drags you to one of the tables the team paid for and sat you down. he fixes your posture as you were still swaying in place. he takes your chin to make you face him. you do but your eyes are hazy. you can barely make out sae’s face but thanks to his signature scent, you were still able to determine that the guy in front of you is sae and not some rando

“you’re drunk as fuck right now, y/n” sae says in a hushed tone. he rests his arm over the arm seat, unintentionally opening up more space. you don’t know what took over you but you casually invited yourself to his arms. you were now plush against his barely exposed chest.

sae freezes in shock. maybe it was also the alcohol that was slowly taking over but last time sae checked, he has an alcohol tolerance like a sailor

“warm” you murmur, resting your head on his chest. sending sae into a moment of panic in his head.

what the fuck. what the fuck. what the fuck

sae looks up and down. between your head that was literally now resting on his chest and some of the lingering u20 members. he noticed that your chest was exposing some cleavage with the tight dress you were wearing, which just added more to the mix. sae clicks his tongue in annoyance and tried his best to cover it

“y/n, sit up” he whispers in your ear, trying to help you out as he can.

‘this situation can’t get any worse’ he thinks to himself (it does)

much to sae’s relief, you actually do sit up on your own. you now stare at sae who was also staring back at you. you can see him open and close his mouth. he was probably talking but you’ve blocked out all of the noise. you could only hear your heart beat beating fast as your eyes trail down from his eyes, to his lips, to the thin gold chain that sits comfortably on his collar bones, to the exposed part of chest that was peaking through thanks to the two unbuttoned buttons on his button down shirt

“y/n are you even listening to me?” sae was getting annoyed. he didn’t go out with you for him to take care of your drunk ass. you could only stare blankly at sae. he gets the message that you weren’t listen to him the entire time he gave a small stern rant about drinking.

sae huffs, grabbing the drink in front of him that he abandoned a little while ago. you noticed his jaw was clenched as he downed the drink in one go. since when did sae get this hot?

at this point the alcohol took over you. the next thing you knew, your lips were on his. sae tries to pull away, “y/n-“ but gets muffled as you continue to kiss him. even going as far as straddling him.

sae still respected you and didn’t put his hands on you. that was until you were tugging his hair on the back of his head. his hands immediately flew onto your waist.

you momentarily pull away to get some air. it was getting stuffy anyway. your arms over sae’s neck. sae was looking at you with wide eyes because, what the fuck just happened. your lipstick was now smudged, he touches his lips and felt the residues of your lipstick

that’s when you officially black out. you head falls on sae’s chest once again but this time you were knocked out cold.

“y/n?” sae calls, tapping your sides because you just stopped moving.

the rest of the night becomes history.

you sit at the kitchen island stunned as the memories come rushing in. sae could only laugh at your face.

“SAE, I’M SO SORRY” you cried out, hands over your face to hide it from sae. you just basically ruined your friendship with sae. there was no returning from this pinnacle moment you’ve shared with sae

“it’s fine” he reassures, finally sitting down next to you. you shook your head no and still spluttered some apologies. you watched sae for his next reaction only to see him chew his food

sae simply pats your head. he uses his other arm to wipe his mouth in case for some crumbs here and there before looking at you in the eye,

“warn me next time when you’re gonna sit on my lap and kiss me like there’s no tomorrow”

[lesbianslvt666]

Hey whats up?

You can imagine Ellie sulking because the reader goes to an all-girls sleepover - which she wasn't invited to - and she knows that some gay girls are going to be there and that makes her a little jealous and it only gets worse when she sees the reader wearing a short, tight, sexy nightgown making her horny and then she stops the reader from going to the party with a good fuck? top ellie pleaaase 🥵

Ummm… yes 🫡

Sorry for the delay love.

Cw: smut, 69, softdom!Ellie, pussy eating (both), fingering (r!) idk what else lol

Ellie saw you going from left to right and everywhere in your shared room, looking sometimes down to your wrist watch that she gifted you, just cause you mentioned you liked it.

Her body relaxed against the door frame, her eyes wondering all over your body, scanning all the ways you move underneath the very revealing nightgown, your curves highlighted by the dark and thin material, so sheer she could se your nipples poke thorough.

She was pissed to say the least.

First, your friends make sure to leave very clear that you weren’t allowed to bring Ellie to the sleep over.

Well not really… your friend group consisted of your closest friends, the same group the formed around third grade. you went way back, and for the weekend, all of you were at the same place at the same time, a rare occasion giving the fact that you went to different colleges.

When they organized the sleepover at Dinas house the rules were.

1: bring something to drink, thats why there was a Jose Cuervo bottle in your bag.

2: bring something to eat. Thats why there was an apple pie chilling in the kitchen, the house smelled amazing.

3: bring something to share. They really meant something to gossip about, but you had nothing on your plate so you took your can filled weed and a pretty pipe, some cigarettes too.

And last but no least.

No. Plus. Ones.

Only the og’s could be there.

At first to Ellie the plan seemed cute, how long have you guys met, how much you still loved one another.

Until she realized half your friend group is gay, her eyes opened wide. “Babe, you cannot go! There is gonna be gay girls there!” Her voice lowered like she was telling you a secrete and that made you laugh very hard.

Since then she has been trying to convince you not to go. Helping you do extra chores, fixing things around your shared apartment (that you had asked for her help and she was putting them off), bringing you flowers (which wasn’t anything new since she loved to bring you flowers)

Hell she even tried to call your brother for extra help!

Nothing worked.

you missed your friends and you wanted to be there with them, you knew the “gay girls” were no threat to your love for Ellie, they were basically your sisters!

But Ellie was so stubborn, you explained her every single time that she had nothing to worry about, not in the slightest!

And she was about to drop it, until now.

When she entered the room after you asked her to please take the pie off the oven, you had just came out of the shower and she had nothing else to do for the day.

After putting the pie on the counter and making sure the oven was off she walked to you room, messy clothes all over the floor and your hurried form running around it.

Her eyes went dark, lust filled eyes mixed with anger.

“Nothing to worry about? Looking like that?” She was walking up to you slowly, almost careful.

“Is it too much? I bought it and haven’t used it before, thought it was a good idea..” your voice trailed off when she grabbed you harshly by your hips.

Long fingers closing harshly at the plush skin.

“Please ill do whatever, whatever you want, just… let me…” she couldn’t finish her sentence, mouth connecting to your neck, you just looked like a goddess and she couldn’t resist to plead to you.

Knees falling carelessly on the ground, her hands going up and down your bare legs. Her pretty eyes looking from your sinful ones to your delicious core.

She felt delirious, exhausted on the feeling of not having you.

You couldn’t deny her when she looked up at you like that, pretty sprawled legs wanting to close for friction but she wouldn’t.

She knew you liked the view, and so she gave you more.

She peeled her hands, pain struck her cunt. Fingers grabbing the bottom of her tank top and pulling it off her body.

Her tits perking with the cold air of the room and you felt like you were gonna faint.

Her fingertips graced your skin, finally touching you again, no care where she was touching she just needed to be in contact with you.

Your mind was clouded on Ellie, lust filled senses and no other thought but to have her, you needed her.

She tried to stand up but you grabbed a bunch of her hair, she let out a groan as you pull her back down.

Acting like you could have racional thoughts at this moment you looked down to your wrist, pretending to read the time. “I am gonna be late for-“ you couldn’t finish your sentence with her lips latching on your thighs.

Marking and sucking as much as she could, she needed every person in the world to know you were hers.

“Please baby, please, let me taste you, stay the night with me…” she was shifting squirming while pleading you, and how could you not answer to her prayers…

Your hand tangled on her hair pushed her all the way in, lips like feathers tickling you lips covered by a pretty pair of panties than matched the night gown.

She moaned at the sight of your pretty lips tight on your panties, creamy anticipation leaving a wet spot on the fabric, she kissed one time thinking she could go slow with you.

But she couldn’t resist.

Her plump lips wet with your milky essence and she was done for.

Open mouth latching on your pussy, her hot tongue pressing around and sucking at it, but it wasn’t enough.

She hooked one of her fingers on your waist line, looking up at you but before she could ask for permission you spoke.

“Go on baby, please eat me, touch me. Fuck-“

Moany mess under her mouth now latched to your pussy, tongue circling your clit while she humped on the air.

So wet there was a spot forming on her gray sweats.

“Ellie, baby…” your voice was followed by your hand pulling her off your cunt, a desperate groan falling from her lips and you kneeled down to kiss her, she tried to pull you in, but you resisted.

You had a plan.

And she knew. Standing up she took you under your legs, you naturally jumped on her, intertwining your legs at her waist.

She kissed your neck leaving marks and kisses.

Putting you down on the bed while kneeling between your legs.

She looked down at you now, and anger seeped mixing with her lust.

“You slut… you were really gonna go almost naked to a sleep over with you “friends”?” Her voice lowered, you almost closed your legs together, her voice sending waves of heat down to your cunt and it made you buckle up your hips trying to reach her.

“No, ill give you what i want and you are gonna take it okay?” She said with one hand moving to your wrists, keeping them up and kissing you harshly, her demeanor changing.

Her movements were fast, mouth sucking on your tongue, her hips humping on to you and you felt like you were going crazy.

Rough fingers falling to your cunt, inserting the middle one without previous notice.

Spongy walls clenching around her.

And like something snapped on her mind she stopped.

Taking her sweats and boxers off with a swift motion she propped herself on top of you, body facing yours.

Her cunt right on top of your face.

“You are gonna eat me until i tell you to stop” your hands sneakered on her legs, like snakes bringing her closer to your face, she didn’t waste no time to use your pretty mouth to please herself.

Your legs spread on the bed while you squirmed, her cream all over your face and her moans made you almost cum.

She couldn’t resist, the way she could see the glistening wetness pooling on your precious cunt.

One hand fell to your pretty pussy, spreading your lips to watch you, flushed and hot cunt pulsating and gushing for her, you were torturous, her body falling forward while you ate her like a starved woman.

Her lips connected to your cunt again, she was unable to refrain from being there, you were magnetic, and she loved the way you taste.

I was gonna continue this but i hit writers block again :)) gonna go insane.

[shippingmyworld]

I like imagining either one of Danny or Manny's gallery of villains finding out about their relationship like:

"You're not going to stop me! Not even help from your friend-"

"Boyfriend, actually."

"Boyfriend?"

"Yeah we've been dating for about a month now."

"Aw congratulations... wAIT WHY AM I CONGRATULATING YOU YOU'RE THE ENEMY!!!!"

LMAOOOOO I can totally see like pretty much every one of Manny's villains doing this. Except maybe Black Cuervo who'd probably react like:

"Wait, you're gay?"

"Bi actually."

"You're telling me I have twice as many people to worry about now???"

Danny's less serious half of the gallery would probably do the same. Like I can see Box Ghost not caring either way, "It matters not if your friend is of the boy or girl variety, for I am the Box Ghost and you will beware my power!!!" Followed immediately by Manny shoving his boot into Box Ghost's face.

I can also totes see a scenario with Skulker where Danny gets captured and he taunts Danny like, "Not even your new friends will be able to spring you from this trap."

"Oh yeah, just wait until my boyfriend gets here. He's just a tad overprotective and I'd be surprised if you make it out in one piece after he sees what you did to me."

"Boyfriend? I thought you were with the dark girl one."

"Dude, that was years ago. Try and keep up. My boyfriend is the tiger."

"Well then, I'll just get a bigger cage for the both of you."

[sepulcher-of-the-light]

© Lucas Garcete, La rosa y el cuervo (The rose and the crow)

Aún espero tu voz, cuando la luna se enciende y la oscuridad y yo nos desangramos.

I still wait for your voice, when the moon lights up and the darkness and I bleed to death.

[xxrosapowerxx]

I NEED MORE OF CROW PHIL AND CAT MISSA

Entonces se nos confirmó que Q!Missa es un raro hibrido entre gato y esqueleto, no pensemos mucho en la lógica de eso

SOLO PIENSEN EN LA CANTIDAD DE HEADCANNONS QUE PUEDEN SALIR DE ESTA CONFIRMACION!!

MISSA ES LITERALMENTE UN CATBOY HAGAN ALGO CON ESO!!

Missa es hibrido de gato, y Phil es hibrido de cuervo, un aviar y un felino, dos especies completamente diferentes

Missa es un gato negro, símbolo de la mala suerte y la oscuridad

 Phil es un cuervo de plumas negras, Símbolo de la muerte y la oscuridad (coincidencia)

Ambos representan especies que popularmente son vistas como símbolo del mal augurio

Tanto los gatos como los cuervos ronronean, ahí dejo ese dato

SIMPLEMENTE NECESITAMOS MAS DE CUERVO PHIL Y GATO MISSA

English…

Then it was confirmed to us that Q! Missa is a rare hybrid between a cat and a skeleton, let's not think too much about the logic of that

JUST THINK ABOUT THE AMOUNT OF HEADCANNONS THAT CAN COME OUT OF THIS CONFIRMATION!!

MISSA IS LITERALLY A CATBOY DO SOMETHING WITH THAT!!

Missa is a cat hybrid, and Phil is a crow hybrid, an avian and a feline, two completely different species.

Missa is a black cat, a symbol of bad luck and darkness

  Phil is a black-feathered crow, a symbol of death and darkness (coincidence)

Both represent species that are popularly seen as symbols of bad omens.

Both cats and crows purr, I'll leave that fact there.

WE JUST NEED MORE OF CROW PHIL AND CAT MISSA

Filler image, is literally them

[black-beauty-poetry]

La primera vez que me sonreíste, las mariposas en mi estómago revolotearon como si hubieran sido espantadas.

La primera vez que me hablaste arribaron colibríes que se dedicaron a olfatear las flores en mi corazón.

Ese jardín con dulce aroma que floreció gracias a ti.

Por eso, la primera vez que me tocaste sentí un ejército de hormigas marchar sobre mi piel, pronto descubriría que sólo se trataba de la magia de tus caricias.

Cuando correspondiste mis sentimientos, las mariposas se transformaron en flamingos que a su vez se convirtieron en dragones a medida que mi amor por ti crecía más y más.

Pero cuando las cosas comenzaron a complicarse entre nosotros, los cuervos ya estaban graznando y los buitres dando vueltas.

Las águilas no dieron rienda suelta, no se detuvieron hasta que rasgaron el lazo que nos envolvía.

Y cuando llegó el día en que todo acabó, todas las especies se extinguieron junto al jardín de mi corazón.

-Dark prince

[encrucijada]

HAZE DOGS — a wip by ester cuervos

【 genre & categroy: horror, low fantasy, adult 】

【 pov: 2nd person retrospective 】

【 what if princess mononoke, the hunt from the magnus archives, and night in the woods had a baby. guy too scared for horror keeps writing it. great news for all the girls (gender neutral) who've ever wanted to go apeshit!! i'm technically catholic so i'm allowed to bastardise catholicism 】

【 cw: cults, blood and gore, religious blasphemy, cannibalism, harm to animals 】

【 tone & themes: feminine horror, corruption, bottled rage, divinity, unhinged, atmospheric, eerie, immortality/mortality 】

a b o u t : an isolated town is haunted by otherworldly canines incapable of dying. when connor hidalgo mejía comes back to life after being sacrificed by her old classmates, the town finds a temporary solution to their problem that will keep more people from dying: they offer connor and only connor to the animals. with her boyfriend's mother at the head, connor becomes the reluctant but not entirely unwilling idol of worship of a cult that begins to form around her. the people of her town really believe she can somehow free them of this haunting. but aurora vidal isn't the only one pulling the strings for power. everyone wants a piece of connor's divinity, a god is easy to manipulate when she's actually just a nineteen-year-old girl who up until last month only had two concerns: make it to tomorrow and get to know her estranged brother. the temporary solution starts to feel like a permanent one with connor soon not being able to find peace in life or in death.

another story about a girl in a white dress getting sacrificed... except she's wearing cool alternative clothes on top of that white dress. also the dark academia plot of "person we all hate died under mysterious circumstances" except this time the person keeps coming back to life, worse each time.

c h a r a c t e r s :

connor hidalgo mejía. she/they. embodies the energy of the "alt friend" from 00s teen movies. would have bitten you to win an argument even before things got freaky. what if jesus was a dog.

ángel quijada vidal. he/they. connor's boyfriend. dark academia protagonist who got lost and ended up in a horror movie. ignoring social cues on purpose because he thinks they're stupid.

delilah estévez herrera. she/her. connor's best friend. literally the prettiest person in the room at all times. not joining your cult bestie sick aesthetic tho. borrowing her from my buddy jude <3

acacia quijada vidal. she/her. connor's frenemy. would befriend you and then vaguepost about you online. ángel's sister. youngest sister syndrome. dead blue eyes.

aurora vidal ochoa. she/her. ángel's mum. gaslight gatekeep girlboss. woke up and decided to become a cult leader. marisa coulter energy (derogatory).

benjy hidalgo mejía. he/him. connor's brother, apparently. has the energy of the bum older brother with a shitty band and a warning sign of his door you'd find in a 90s movie.

zagreus. he/it. pubby :3 nothing weird going on here i prommy.

aesthetic: a foggy open field, coyote howls in the dead of night, wiping blood from your mouth, maximalist teen girl bedrooms, light reflecting off of animal eyes, an empty dilapidated church, bite marks on your shoulder, tall grass swaying in the breeze, an abandoned fountain filled with greenish water, broken statues, taxidermy animals, the rattle of a dog's chain, crackling television signal, cloudy weather and the smell of ozone before a storm, glitter makeup rolling down your cheeks, music so loud others hear it on your headphones, a lake with party trash floating on the surface, your fanciest clothes splattered with blood, the cold smoothness of fine jewellery, low quality camera footage, a trail of kisses down your spine, teeth that are too sharp, halos made with neon bracelets, cupping your cheeks with bloodied hands, curling up under the covers in bed when it's cold

snippet!!!

“Cool, right?” you asked your reflection, answered yourself with a smile that cut your purple mouth in two with white teeth.

You grabbed your keys.

Benjy was in the living room. He still occupied space like he was a guest instead of a resident, you looked at him and tried to find yourself on his face, on his shoulders, his hair, his hands. But other than the brown of your skin and his skin, you couldn’t, the only thing you shared that your mum had too were the freckles, but what did that prove? If that was proof of kin then Ángel would be your brother, Dafne a quarter of something with the smattered speckles on the bridge of their nose.

“Where the fuck are you going?”

He was your brother enough to talk like he’d known all nineteen years of your life.

You stopped in front of the television, a horror movie screaming behind you, blood and guts and bad sound effects of tearing skin, someone’s burbly wail from a cut throat.

“Vidal party.”

“What’s a Vidal? Am I supposed to know what that is?”

“They own like half the town, huge house, can’t miss it.”

“And they invited the likes of you?”

[writing-rat]

Wednesday's Gifts

Pairing: Enid Sinclair x Wednesday Addams

Content: Fluff, Wednesday's birthday, Just cute stuff, Enid knows Italian (translations at the bottom)

Summary: It is nearly Wednesday's birthday so Enid decides to make her something.

It was about to be Wednesday’s 17th birthday and Enid was excited. Unlike last year she wouldn’t make a secret party. She had asked Wednesday what she wanted to do on her birthday where Wednesday just said ‘writing all day’. Enid would allow that as she knew what her girlfriend was like. She did have to get her a present however so that’s when she knew what to make. She wold make them bee plushies. She wold make them matching too. Enid’s would be rainbow while Wednesday’s would be white and black.

She had gotten to work straight away when Wednesday was at the Hummer’s club. She was wanting to do it secretly as she didn’t want Wednesday to see it. She wanted to see the genuine reaction. She was crocheting while Thing was playing with the music, playing pop music and K-Pop, but mostly K-Pop. Thing was also reading the newest fashion magazine that Enid had read already. The 2 were very comfortable with each other, Enid facing away from the door so if Wednesday came in she could quickly hide it. 

After 10 more minutes, the door opened and Enid jumped as she quickly hid Wednesday’s bee and was holding the rainbow one as she was pretending to crochet that. She looked over at Wednesday who was taking off her hoodie that she had stolen from Enid’s wardrobe. It was dark purple so she was happy with the colour and could wear it without her colour allergy. She was taking her remade snood off too as she looked over at Enid, only in a plain black top and black sweatpants. “Hello cara mia. What are you making?” she asked, tilting her head and furrowed her eyebrows curiously. Enid smiled. 

“I’m making a bee plush with pride colours!” she spoke happily, Wednesday smiling at the wolf’s happiness before dropping it and sat down. “You may continue. I shall now write about Viper’s adventure,” Wednesday stated, ending the conversation before she was writing her next chapter. 

Enid, knowing she would be distracted, immediately started on the monotone bee again as she checked the alarm clock. 5pm. Wednesday would finish at 6pm so she would be able to give 5 minutes to spare to hide it. She was quick to try and finish it as she was knowing Wednesday would figure out she was hiding something after a few days. She also had 2 days till Wednesday’s birthday so she had to get it done. She had also bought her other gifts so it wouldn’t be too bad but Enid was determined. She would even pull an all nighter just to finish it. After 55 minutes, she quickly stopped having half finished it before she put it under her covers and pretended she finished her own bee. 

“Don’t wait up for me, I have some business with Weems,” Wednesday spoke abruptly, Enid blinking in shock. “What? Why if I can ask?” Enid asked curiously, her head tilted like a puppy again. 

“Just something about therapy,” Wednesday hummed out before she left. Enid was about to say bye but she was already gone. Shrugging it off, she worked on the bee again.

This continued up until 7pm when it was completed and just in time for dinner too. She smiled as she put it in the box of gifts before she went to dinner, ready to treat Wednesday on her special day.

-

It was soon Friday and it was Wednesday’s birthday. Enid was up early due to asking Thing to wake her up. Thing did luckily as she immediately sat up and was getting the big black box and slowly went to her girlfriend’s bed before joining her. She was kissing her cheek and face as she knew Wednesday wouldn’t be mad at her. It was about 5am anyway when Wednesday would be waking up. Grumbling, Wednesday held onto Enid and was big spooning her. “Dreadful morning,” she spoke in a raspy, soft voice as she kissed the back of Enid’s neck gently. Enid just grinned.

“Good morning! Happy birthday cuervo,” Enid greeted, turning around and kissing her cheeks. “What was that?” Wednesday hummed out, teasing Enid. She had taught her how to say Happy Birthday in Italian after all. Enid rolled her eyes but were grinning.

“Buon compleanno, corvo,” Enid responded to her. Wednesday couldn’t help but nuzzle up.

That was how they spent a little bit of the morning before Wednesday stretched sitting up. Enid was in follow before she quickly handed over the black box. “Birthday presents. Open now,” she spoke with a smirk. Wednesday was confused but nodded as she opened the lid, seeing the wrapped packages minus a monochrome bee. “You.. made a matching one?” Wednesday spoke, looking at her softly with a small smile. Enid nodded. “Grazie mio lupo,” she spoke. Enid felt cocky knowing that. She proceeded to watch Wednesday open the gifts one by one. There was a plastic scorpion toy, a black cat taxidermy and also a dissecting kit. 

Wednesday hugged her gently for her gifts before she was kissing her. “We should get ready for school now, hm?” she asked. Enid nodded happily as she was staying close to her before she went and got her uniform, letting Wednesday shower first as usual.

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Translations:

Cuervo - Raven

Buon Compleanno, Corvo - Happy birthday, raven

Grazia mio lupo - Thank you my wolf