#Enid fell fast and HARD

[forgetme-eternally-blissfully]

Wednesday laid down on the sidewalk while Enid tripped over her and ate the concrete

I feel like I see a lot of “Enid fell first but Wednesday fell harder” stuff out there but I would like you to take a moment to consider the opposite.

Wednesday fell first. She started noticing the signs early on, but she couldn’t put her finger on what they were. Why did she listen to what Enid said all the time ? Why did she go out of her way to make Enid more comfortable in the space they shared ? Why did she feel so protective of her ? Then she realized “oh no, it’s because I’m in love with her”. Of course nothing really changed in her outward appearance towards Enid. Wednesday is too in control for that, but it was always there. The whole school already knows Enid is one of the only people Wednesday wouldn’t kill over a minor indiscretion, so it wouldn’t be weird that Wednesday started spending more and more time with her. It became a part of her self identity. “My name is Wednesday Addams. I like murder and mayhem, and I’m in love with Enid Sinclair.” There wouldnt be much to give it away, either. Sure, Wednesday would actually listen to her talk about drama instead of openly ignoring her, and exchanging small gifts would likely be more common, but Enid is someone who watched RomComs and reads fanfiction. She would notice the big signs of love, but the little ones that Wednesday would show would likely go right under her radar. She had no hope of Enid returning her interests, and she was much too busy investigating murders and stalkers and what have you to put much thought or time into a relationship anyways, but it was still there.

Enid however, was too distracted. By boys, by school drama, by everything. Hanging out with Wednesday became a part of her daily activities, but she didn’t give it much thought. She was used to people liking her, so when Wednesday started opening up (in her own, reclusive way, of course) she didn’t think much of it. Of course Wednesday liked her, EVERYONE liked her. But then something happened. I don’t know what it would be, maybe something small, maybe a grand gesture, but it flipped a switch. Suddenly EVERYTHING changed for her. She couldn’t go two seconds without thinking of Wednesday. She dropped everything to go on expeditions and stakeouts with her. She started doodling her name in the margins of her notebooks. She couldn’t even look at her without making a wistful “sigh”, her pupils all but forming cartoonish hearts for pupils. She LOVED Wednesday, and would have razed the world to express it to her.

Wednesday fell first. Enid fell harder.

[sturnsdc]

Scared to death

pair: Carl Grimes x fem!YN Dixon

synopsis: a lot of shit is going on in Alexandria, and Yn is about to face one of her biggest fears again when Carl gets hurt.

warnings: angst, typical TWD scenes, fools in love, violence, mentions of death, comfort, fluff, slight smut, character death, brief description of a near-panic attack.

era: (S6)

words: 9,8k

A/N: this one shot is part of a series called “feel special” !!

btw, Yn and Carl are 18 here

'm sorry if u see some grammatical mistakes!! ♡♡

dividers from: @cafekitsune ! ♡

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YN'S POV

everything had gone pretty shitty recently, after Rick killed Ron's dad, much of the group, including my brother, went on a mission led by Rick.

that meant that a lot of us had to stay in Alexandria to protect the place.

honestly, that didn't make me at all happy, since i prefer to be there with them fighting, than walking through the almost empty streets of this place, completely alone.

i haven't seen Carl since the morning, and i've been trying to find him for a while but it seems like the earth has swallowed him. However, when i was about to give up and go back to my house, i managed to see Enid between the trees, 'she seems to be crying.'

i decided to get closer, trying not to scare her.

“hey” i greeted her, seeing that my attempts were in vain as she got scared anyway. She tried to wipe away her tears, but we both know it's too late. “Ya' wanna talk about it?”

she remained silent for a few seconds, but then sighed and nodded, that being my cue to sit next to her.

“i just talked to Ron… we broke up, but also… i feel that anger in him. And i try to understand him, because i know he's going through a lot but… that's not Ron, you know what i mean?” i thought about it for a second, trying to remember the interactions i've had with him after what happened with his dad. I nodded as i remembered some of his erratic, angry behaviors.

“yeah, i know what you mean, but did he do somethin' to you?” i asked, worried.

“no, i mean, he got angry, tried to blame all of you, and said that your people had ruined everything... and then he started yelling…” Enid stopped talking, and i saw some tears coming out of her eyes again, so i hugged her, feeling how she trembled

“i'm scared of what he's becoming, i don't want him to hurt any of you” she finally confessed, between sighs and in a low tone. I tensed at the idea, especially thinking about who Ron's focus could be.

“he won't do anythin' to us, Enid, we won't let him, i promise ya” as soon as i finished speaking we heard screams coming from the streets. They were desperate and heartbreaking. A chill ran down my spine.

that sound... is the sound of death.

“run” i whispered to her. Then i stood up, taking her hand to help her do the same.

we started running, and i really thought we would be lucky, but we weren't.

one of the intruders caught up with us, and tried to attack Enid, causing her to let go of my hand and fall hard to the ground. I quickly took out my knife, burying it in his head without a second thought, however, before it fell on her i threw it to the side, looking at his lifeless body with pity.

i, again, took Enid's hand, helping her up. But apparently this attack had attracted attention, as i saw several of his companions coming towards us, armed to the teeth.

“Enid, i need ya to run to Carl's house without lookin back, i'll try to go after ya all the time but if ya don't listen to me anymore, ya keep runnin and if ya see him there let him know that i'm fine and that i'll be there soon, 'kay?" i saw in her face that she was going to protest, so i interrupted her before she could. “Come on, Enid!”

at my scream she started running, and i tried to go after her as much as i could, but they're fast, too fast, so i let go of her hand and started moving slower. She turned to look at me, full of panic.

“Yn…”

“keep runnin, Enid, please!” i saw that she hesitated, but decided to listen to me, making me feel some relief.

it was then that i stopped completely, being surrounded by all of them within seconds. However, those around me don't seem to have guns, only knives and machetes.

“well… shit” i said, and then the first of them tried to attack me. His movements were erratic, even senseless, so i was able to dodge his attempts to kill me, although i didn't escape all of his blows. It was then that i firmly grabbed my knife, burying it in his throat and feeling his blood fall on my face and arms. Then another of them came, who seemed very upset by the death of his friend, but it was precisely that that made him more clumsy, helping me to bury the knife in one of his eyes, which was what killed him.

i continued like this with two more, noticing how now my body (and my clothes) were soaked in the blood of these people.

however, one person is still missing, and he seems to have been biding his time.

i felt the first blow reach my jaw, it was so fast that i couldn't dodge it, and i almost fell from the strong impact, but i managed to stay upright, hitting him in the stomach. My blow seemed to leave him unable to breathe, but when i was about to stab him he straightened up and hit me in the eye, this time making me fall.

he quickly got on top of me, hitting me in the ribs, right where one of his friends had already hit me, making me scream in pain. However i did my best, hitting his balls with my knee, making him get off of me, falling next to me as he screamed in pain. Then i took advantage of the moment, burying my knife in his head.

desperation began to consume me, so i stabbed his head again and again and then i felt myself slowly losing strength in my arms.

then i saw one approaching me, fast.

but he didn't make it, since someone who seemed to be from the same group attacked him, killing him instantly. Then that person turned to see me and ran towards me. I tensed, but soon calmed down when i recognized Carol's eyes among that disguise.

"are you okay?" she asked me, agitated and revealing her face.

“yeah, i am, thanks Carol” i tried to catch my breath “ya look weird with that costume on, holy shit” i joked, watching her roll her eyes and smile.

“you should go to Carl's house, he's with Judith” that made me feel enormous relief, so i quickly nodded, standing up without remembering the hits i had received. It was then that i whimpered in pain, earning the attention of the adult, who looked at me with concern.

“it's nothin… i just got a little beatin here” i shook my head, trying to concentrate to forget the pain for a moment and reach my goal “thanks again, be careful”

i started walking as fast as i could to Carl's house, seeing how right in front of it there was a body lying there. It was one of them, apparently someone had shot him... twice.

i sighed at this, listening as a door opened near me.

“Yn!” it was him, he was shouting to get my attention, so i walked towards him as best i could, almost falling when i was in front of him.

Carl grabbed me in his arms, trying to be careful when he heard me whimper.

“wha-what's wrong? did they hurt you?” his voice was filled with concern as he helped me inside, closing the door behind us.

“there were five of them chasin' us… i had to get rid of them to protect…” then i stopped, looking around for the girl. “Where's Enid?”

“she left, i don't know where and i don't know when, i only know it was after i went out to help Ron.”

“ya kill that man in the street?” i asked in a lower tone

"he tried to attack Ron, so i shot him in the leg but then he tried to take my gun and i... i... shot." i felt his voice shake as he said that, so i hugged him tightly, trying to ignore the horrible pain i felt in the body when doing that.

we stayed like this for a few seconds, in silence, feeling the warmth emanating from each other's bodies until an alarming noise scared us. Carl, who had his face hidden in my neck, soon began to laugh a little, then separating himself from my body to look at me.

“want some cookies?” he asked me, turning to look at the kitchen so that i would understand that the alarm was due to that.

“you're a goof.” i laughed too, then i approached him to give him a short kiss, which was instantly reciprocated.

a couple of hours later, Alexandria seemed to fall silent again. But this time the silence was not accompanied by tranquility, by people enjoying time in their homes, or doing their jobs.

no, this silence was devastating, the kind of silence that exists after a catastrophe. I know this because it's the same silence that has accompanied us from the beginning, since the walkers arrived. Then in the fall of the camp, or at the end of the farm, also in the fall of the prison, and in every shit we've experienced after that.

i tried to ignore it, so as not to get depressed now when it's those here who will need our support to recover from this.

“i almost didn't see you today, i missed you and i was so worried when all this started happening,” Carl said, with his right arm hugging my waist and his left arm stretching out so he could take out one of the last cookies that remained.

we have been standing in the kitchen next to the oven since i arrived, eating cookies and trying to get rid of all the anxiety and adrenaline that this situation brought us.

“i missed ya too…” i was interrupted by the sudden commotion outside. Through the window we saw people running towards the entrance of Alexandria, most of them with worried faces. I turned to look at Carl, frowning just like him.

“i'll go see, you're very hurt.” when he saw that i was going to protest, he interrupted me. “Can you take care of Jude for me?” i stayed silent for a few seconds and then growled in response, watching as he smiled and gave me a little peck on the lips before leaving.

even in this situation i could feel the heat rising in my cheeks and my heart pounding.

fucking Grimes.  

Rick had brought with him half of the horde they had tried to divert on that mission they went on.

Glenn, Nicholas, Sasha, Abraham and Daryl were lost, where no one could find them, and without communication.

the people of Alexandria, in a desperate attempt, try to reinforce the walls, but a voice in my head can only remember the prison, and how that same strategy didn't really work for long.

but i can understand them, so i decided to keep quiet and watch with Carl, who had warned me about this whole situation.

Judith's safe, luckily, but i felt that pang in my chest that made me understand that something was about to go wrong. That's why i haven't let go of Carl, hugging him from his side, feeling his right arm hug my shoulders and his head rest on mine.

i tried everything to distract myself, but nothing seemed to help, so i preferred to stay still, feeling Carl's scent against my body, impregnating my clothes as always and making me feel protected.

we heard footsteps behind us, and suddenly Rick was in front of all of us, being quickly surrounded by the people of Alexandria and our team members. I could only look at him from my position in his son's arms.

“you can hear it, some of you saw it. They got back here, half of them” he started to say “Still, they're enough to surround us and kill us” i saw the faces of the people of Alexandria transform into grimaces of deep fear and worry “i know you're scared, you haven't seen anything like this, you haven't been through anything like this. But we're safe, for now” he was silent for a moment, as if analyzing his next words “The panel that the truck hit seems intact, we already reinforced it, just in case. Either way, the wall is gonna hold together… Can you?” he looked at them all quickly. “The others, they're gonna be back.”

“they're gonna be back,” Rosita reaffirmed, nodding.

“Daryl, Abraham, Sasha, they have vehicles, they're gonna lead them away, just like the others. And Glenn and Nicholas are gonna walk back through the front gate after.” Rick looked at Maggie after saying that, seeing her nod hopefully. “They know what they're doing, and we know what we need to do. We keep noise to a minimum, put up our blinds at night, even better, we keep the lights out." Not far from us i saw Ron, he was staring at Rick, and there was something in his eyes that made me unconsciously tighten my grip on Carl's body, catching his attention.

"you okay?" he asked me in a whisper. I looked at him, taking a few seconds to respond, but finally nodding, returning my gaze to Rick.

“we'll try to make this place as quiet as a graveyard, we'll see if they move on…”

“this place is a graveyard” it was then that someone interrupted him. I saw that soon after Aaron spoke, but i couldn't pay attention, until he mentioned him, Daryl.

“i was out there recruiting with Daryl, and i wanted to… try to get into a cannery and scavenge. Daryl wanted to keep looking for people.” Aaron looked at me, it was a look of guilt “We did what i wanted, and we ended up in a trap set by those people” He looked back at the others “And i lost my pack, they must have followed our tracks. Those people who attacked us… they found a way back here because of me”

Rick said something to him, and i know more things happened, but i could only hide my face in Carl's neck, feeling his caresses on my back in a way of comforting me while i just sighed.

i'm not mad at Aaron for this, i'm just… tired. And i need to find Enid, i'm worried she's out there. I know what she's capable of, but i also know what people and walkers are capable of.

i also worry about others, i worry about the walls of this place.

but there's something that scares me, and it's Ron. The look i saw in him was so cold, indecisive, but dark. That wasn't the Ron who greeted us when we arrived, who made bets with Carl, or who showed us around.

without realizing it we had arrived at Carl's house again. I guess he helped me walk here, noticing my lack of attention.

“Carl…” i sighed, entering and walking with his help until i reached the sofa, where i sat down with difficulty due to the pain in my ribs.

“what's wrong, babe?” he was still standing, now stroking my hair.

“we have to find Enid, she's out there, alone, with all that danger…” i started to panic while i was talking, getting Carl to put his hands on my shoulders, getting my attention.

"i'll go, i'm not gonna let you go in this state, it will be more dangerous for you than for me or her." when he saw that i wanted to say something he stopped me "no, baby, there are no other options, you're hurt." he kissed me to prevent me from speaking. I just responded to his kiss, relaxing my body by having my mouth against his. He knew that would happen, because i felt him smile against my lips, and then he separated and kissed me on the forehead. “i'll be fine, and i'll come back without any problems.”

however, Carl returned just a couple of minutes later, angry and agitated, with his clothes somewhat disarrayed as well as his hair.

“what the hell happened to you?” i stood up and walked over to him carefully, fixing his hair as i heard him sigh.

“i saw Ron, i asked him if he knew anything, but we ended up arguing, he pushed me, i pushed him, whatever, he said he would tell my dad, then he would go out and look for me, people would go with him and someone would die.” He sighed again, angrily “He said something about saving me, i'm sorry i couldn't get any further but i can still try…”

“no, babe. 's okay. Let's wait for this to calm down a bit. Let's trust what Rick said and then we can both go look for her, 'kay? i'm sorry for gettin' ya in trouble.” he shook his head, denying.

“you don't have to be sorry.” he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my body closer to his in the process.

i hid my face in his neck, leaving a few kisses there, knowing that it would take away some of his anger, and distract him from this whole situation.

he may know me perfectly, but i have my tricks too.

today Rick and Carl were teaching Ron how to shoot. I didn't want to be present, because i know that my entire body will be on alert if i spend a second next to him, so i preferred to take a walk through Alexandria, like the last time.

i still have that feeling in my chest, like something's about to go horribly wrong. I don't know what it is, and i really hope it doesn't have to do with Daryl, but i feel like it's getting worse with every passing second.

last night i stayed at Carl's house, but even in his arms i couldn't sleep. The pain was so overwhelming that i felt like i couldn't breathe, but i didn't want to wake him up for that. I don't want to take away his rest just because of a feeling i'm having. 's not worth it.

but now, as i walk through the streets, accompanied by silence, i can only think about the things that have happened and that can happen. And the pain gets worse, so i bring my hand to my chest, wrinkling my shirt as i squeeze it tightly. I can't breathe. I can't.

my vision became blurry, i feel like my throat was burning from my desperate attempts to breathe. I had to stop, standing in the middle of the street. My legs are shaking, hell my whole body 's shaking.

i feel so cold, but i'm sweating. The knot in my chest is getting bigger, more intense, i don't even remember where i was going, what i was doing before this.

i feel dizzy, my eyes open wide from the panic that consumes me, my legs feel numb, my fingers hurt, i wanna throw up, i feel my heart beating so fast.

'am i having a heart attack?'

i can't move, i feel frozen.

'is this how i'm going to die?'

'i don't wanna die, not now'

‘'n-no, i don't want to, it can't be happening, it can't...'

'I DON'T WANNA DIE'

“Yn!” Carl's voice brought me out of my thoughts. I saw his face, he's worried. He put his hands on my arms, trying to get my eyes to meet his. “Yn, baby, it's me, it's Carl.”

i tried to look at him, to focus my sight on him, but i feel like i can't, my vision is blurry, i can only think about how much my throat burns, how much my body hurts.

“Yn, babe” his hands went up to my face and i could finally feel his warmth.

i sighed, shaky, but i was finally able to focus my eyes on him. His hands wiped my face, and it was then that i noticed i was crying. My tears were hot, completely different from how i feel right now.

i sobbed when i saw his eyes, feeling stupid and strange.

“ 'm sorry, i'm so sorry” i sobbed again, feeling how he hugged me.

“it's okay, you're safe, i'm here,” he said, in a low, sweet, charming tone.

my head was resting on his chest, so i could hear his heart beating. That's what i heard last night when i was trying to calm myself down, but now it finally seems to work. My heart started to beat slower, but my body started to feel heavy, like i had pushed my body to the limit.

“i... i don' know what happened, i thought i was goin' to die, Carl, i thought...” i whispered, feeling his caresses in my hair.

“you're not going to die, i'm not going to let that happen,” he said firmly.

i'm still shaking, i still feel that huge pain in my chest, but my tears have stopped, and i don't feel so dazed anymore. I just want to go home with Carl.

but apparently life doesn't want that, since as soon as it seemed like i could calm down, people ran towards the gate again. Between their conversations i understood that Spencer had tried to leave, but clearly his plan went wrong and they had to save him.

i just sighed, staying still in Carl's arms.

“do you wanna walk for a while? then we can go to my house. Carol must be taking care of Judith right now, so we'll be alone.” i nodded, separating myself from his body so i could take his hand, following him wherever he wanted to take me.

his thumb caressed my hand, making me smile a little. He always does that, he knows perfectly well the little details that make me feel better.

'i don't know where he learned it from, but damn it works.'

we finally arrive at an incomplete construction that we sometimes use to distance ourselves from the rest. Almost no one goes there because it's a pile of wood with nothing “attractive”, but for us it is a good place to feel some peace, to get out of the house.

“we should find a place like this out there when everything is safe again, don't you think?” he said, leaning his body on a railing as he put his hands on my waist, moving me so i was facing him, just the way he likes it.

“i would like that, it would be like... our place, fer dates and to hang out” i saw him smile.

“i'd love that.” he brought his face closer to mine, but before kissing me he looked behind me, stopping his actions. I saw the sudden fear on his face, so i quickly looked back.

the tower…the tower is falling.

shit happens so fast.

when the walkers came in, Carl and i ran, tried to defend, and ended up in the same group as Rick, Deanna, Michonne, Ron, and Gabriel. There are quite a few of us, but i don't know if we're enough to get to a safe place soon.

we found ourselves surrounded by walkers, i had my knife in hand, and the others seemed terrified but ready to defend themselves. But before we could do anything, the walkers in front of us fell as a result of gunshots. Soon Jessie, Ron's mom appeared in front of us.

“come on, i have Judith!” she said and we followed her until we entered her house which was right across the street.

Judith quickly ended up in my arms, while Michonne and Rick carried the injured Deanna to the second floor so they could lay her down. On the other hand, i heard Jessie yelling at her youngest son, Sam, to turn off the music and draw the blinds.

'this whole thing 's a disaster.'

i walked for a moment with Jude in my arms, trying to stop her crying until i finally succeeded. When i did, i took her to the second floor, where the crib that Jessie uses when taking care of her is and i decided to leave her there, receiving a look of approval from part of Rick.

“they bit Deanna, i need you to tell them while we stay here taking care of her and covering everything, okay?” he told me, trying to seem as calm as possible. I nodded and went down, not knowing exactly what to say about it.

when i got downstairs, Gabriel, Ron, and Carl approached me, all with panicked expressions, and i guess my face isn't much better.

“Deanna…” i cleared my throat “she got bitten, so the others will stay upstairs to take care of her and finish covering the windows”

“oh God” Gabriel covered his face with his hands, walking away from us. Ron seemed to go blank, and Carl looked at me sadly.

i couldn't keep looking at them, not now, so i ignored the pain in my ribs and the pain in my face, quickly going to try to cover the first floor windows. Carl was the first to help me, and then the other two did the same.

'we need to protect this place, 'cause it may be all that's left for us after this.'

“let me help you, you're still hurt despite the medication Denise gave you,” Carl said, helping me place a dark blanket on one of the windows.

i try to forget it. It's not the first beating i've received, and i definitely can't remain useless and do nothing, not now.

i heard Judith crying again, so i looked at Carl, who nodded, letting me know that they'll take care of the first floor.

i took the steps two at a time and walked quickly down the hallway until i reached her. I sat next to her crib, on a chair in the room. I sat her on my lap, but i didn't know what to do, i didn't know how to calm her down, and that's when an idea came to my mind and i cleared my throat, trying to abandon my shame so i could help her.

i tried, i tried to sing softly the first song that came into my head, so with my sweetest voice i began:

“you are my sunshine, my only sunshine

you make me happy when skies are gray

you'll never know , dear, how much i love you

please, don't take my sunshine away”

i learned that song from Carl, and it always seemed to help Jude, so i tried my best, and she seemed to recognize the song, because immediately her crying calmed down, and her eyes began to slowly close. I could only watch her, unconsciously smiling at the purity of that girl.

'as long as i'm alive i'll do my best to maintain as much of that purity in ya as i can, Jude. Ya deserve a better life than this.'

i sang to her some more, making sure she was completely asleep before i could put her back in her crib. And when i did, i returned to the reality that was being experienced, because Rick and Jessie ran down the stairs, and i understood that it was because of a loud noise coming from the first floor.

'Carl'.

trying not to wake Judith, i left the room and ran down the stairs, reaching where the adults were gathered.

“Carl!” Rick yelled, and Jessie did the same with her son's name.

from the noises we can all guess that they're fighting, 'but why the hell?'

“Ron!”, “Carl!”

“Carl open the door!”

they continued yelling, until Rick decided to use his axe, breaking the lock on the door so he could open it. When he managed to do so, he entered the place, yelling at them to get out while the walkers entered through the windows. Then with difficulty i helped Jessie and the boys keep the door as closed as possible, until Rick and Gabriel brought a couch to help, although it didn't seem to be of much use.

“we need more, and we need to be quiet,” Rick said.

Michonne, who had just come down, offered to find more things.

“me too” Ron said, agitated.

“i'll help,” Carl said, to which i looked at Rick, who looked back at me with the same expression of distrust.

“hey, what happened in there?” he asked Carl as we continued to hold the couch.

“we were looking for tools and a shelf fell over,” he said, but none of us seemed to believe him.

“we heard yelling,” Jessie said in an accusatory tone.

“yeah, Ron saw them break the gates, we had to move. That's what happened”

“there are uh… nightstands in my mom's room, they can help with the couch” Ron said, approaching Carl. I looked at him with a frown, feeling my body on alert.

'if he touches Carl...'

“hey, it sounded like you were fighting,” Jessie told her son.

“yeah, we were fighting them!” Ron replied, going upstairs to avoid more questions.

Carl let go of the couch, ready to go after Ron.

“Carl, 's everythin' okay?” i asked him this time, searching his eyes so i could more easily tell if he was lying.

“yeah, everything okay” he barely looked at me as he said it, instead he walked up the stairs to follow Ron.

at this i looked at Rick again, tilting my head to the side, with an expression that let him know that i don't believe them.

“do you wanna go with them?” he asked me.

i thought about it for a moment, but i know Carl can handle it, even better than me, so i shook my head, denying.

“no, 's okay, he can handle it” i finally answered.

when we finally close that door we started to worry about the main entrance, because all the noise called out a large part of the horde, causing many of the walkers to try to destroy the other door.

this time we put in a mattress, and for a moment it seemed to work, but that's when Judith started crying.

“i'll go,” Rick said, noticing that i was about to go look for her. He looked at me for an answer, so i nodded, watching him leave.

the bad thing is that Jude's crying only attracted more walkers, complicating things even more, so Carl and Ron had to bring a table when the door gave way, breaking completely.

“Rick!” Jessie called out to him, noticing that our efforts didn't seem to be enough.

Michonne noticed the moment when another of the doors broke, allowing the walkers to enter the house.

“everyone get upstairs, now!” she ordered us, trying to give us time while she killed some with her sword.

“back off!” Rick motioned to us, so we all dropped our things and ran towards the stairs.

i watched as he and Michonne blocked the stairs with the couch, giving us a little more time to think.

i looked at the walkers, there were too many of them and they might catch up with us eventually. We can't stay in this house for long, especially knowing that Judith and Deanna are here. But we can't jump out of the windows either, because there would be more of them below, because we could fall badly, because Judith could get hurt.

'but what are the options?'

it was then that my head lit up, remembering a disgusting technique that we had already used in the past, and that maybe could save us now.

“Rick!” i called out to him, making everyone turn to look at me “we can use 'hem, take out sheets and use them. Ya know it works, it can help us” i saw him consider the idea for a moment, and then he nodded, looking at Michonne.

“i'll take care of this one, i'll leave you the one in the back,” he told her.

“Gabriel, go get sheets, we need one for each of us” i indicated to the man, seeing him nod and walk towards the rooms.

“i'll help him,” Jessie told me, to which i nodded, watching her leave after him.

"what are we gonna do?" Ron asked me, somewhat desperate.

“we're gonna use the walkers to smell like them,” Carl explained briefly, but he didn't seem to understand.

“wh-what?”

they already had the two walkers, so we couldn't answer his question, instead i helped carry the walkers, while Rick told Carl to stay guard the stairs and Ron followed us.

“i need the sheets,” i told them, watching Jessie come over with one.

"what are we gonna do?" she asked, watching how i made a hole in the sheet.

“we'll go to the armory,” Rick responded, somewhat agitated by the effort.

"how?" she asked again.

“we're gonna cut these things” Rick told her, in a rather simple way to tell the truth.

“we're gonna cover ourselves with the insides.” i told them this time, watching their faces transform into grimaces of horror. “that will mask our smell, we'll make them think we're like them.”

for a moment they were silent, looking at me in horror.

“we've done it before, 'kay? 's gonna work and 's our only viable option right now, so just bring the damn sheets,” i snapped.

“we'll stay calm, we don't draw attention, and we can move right through them,” Rick said more calmly, watching Gabriel arrive with more sheets.

“they're in the house, they're making noise. More are coming” Michonne told them this time.

soon the two of them opened the bodies of the walkers while i was in charge of making holes in the sheets. Once that part was done i passed three sheets to Ron and Jessie.

“everyone needs to put the sheets on, even Sam, then we'll cover ya. Whoever stays here will die.” i explained, watching them silently take the sheets.

a few minutes later we all had the sheets on us, including Carl and Sam. We were just finishing putting the guts in them so there's no doubt it's going to work.

“ya smell horrible,” i told Carl jokingly, helping him cover himself. He laughed and raised an eyebrow, looking at me mockingly.

“you smell worse” i smiled at his words.

"shut up"

Rick went to look for Judith, and when he returned i lifted Carl's sheet. We had agreed that he would have her hidden there. She had a scared expression on her face, so before lowering the sheet i gave her a kiss on the forehead.

“we'll be fine, Jude. We won't let anythin happen to you” i whispered to her, making only Rick, Carl and her hear me. She looked at me, and reached for my hand, so i gave it to her for a moment, squeezing hers gently. That seemed to comfort Judith, so she let go of my hand and let me lower the sheet. Carl watched me throughout the entire process, which made me a little nervous. “wh-what?” He just shook his head, smiling.

"nothing".

Rick then stepped forward, moving the couch silently, revealing the house full of walkers. Then Carl went after him, and i after Carl. We all walked in a kind of line, passing unnoticed among the dead until we reached the main entrance.

once outside we stopped for a moment to observe the streets full of walkers.

'that's where we'll be walking now. We just have to hold on a little longer.'

Rick took Carl's hand, he took mine, and i took Jessie's. We all held our hands in the order we left the house, and so we would have to continue.

i think i heard Sam call Jessie, but I really hope that's not the case. I know he's scared, but if he keep talking he can get us all killed.

'please, Sam, just shut up.'

we had been walking for a few minutes, now we could only hear the grunts of the walkers. My hand occasionally squeezed Carl's hand, receiving a light caress in response. It was his way of telling me to be calm.

suddenly Rick stopped behind a bush, making us all stop walking, drop our hands and look at him.

“alright, new plan” he whispered. “flares from a few guns aren't enough. Too many walkers, too spread out. We're not going to the armory. We need our vehicles back at the quarry” He explained, while Carl and i looked around, watching for no walkers to approach. “All of us drive, we need around them up, we leave, we come back.”

“okay,” Jessie said. “But Judith, to the quarry and back…”

hearing this, Carl and i turned to look at Rick, noticing that he was looking at Gabriel.

"i'll take her. I'll keep her safe in my church until you all lead the walkers away,” Gabriel said.

"can you do this?" Michonne asked him.

“i'm supposed to. I have to.” he replied.

Carl carefully handed Judith to Gabriel, and when she looked at me before lowering Gabriel's sheet i nodded.

“you'll be okay, Jude,” i whispered, pulling down the sheet.

then Jessie took Sam's arm and looked at Gabriel. “Take Sam,” she told him, but the boy immediately refused, scared. “Yes, Sam, it'll be safer.”

“i'm not leaving you,” Sam answered, and when Jessie was going to protest he spoke again, “Mom, i'm not. I can keep going” his gaze seemed to harden, making the woman sigh. “Please.”

after that, Gabriel said goodbye to us, assuring us that he would do what was necessary to keep her safe, and then he headed towards the church.

we had to leave again, so we held hands again, although this time in a different order. Now Rick held Sam's hand, the boy held his mother's, she held mine, i held Carl's, he held Ron's, and Ron held Michonne's.

we started walking, but soon the day began to go away, and with it the light. We were bathed in darkness, trying to guide ourselves with the light of the moon and stars, without making noise so as not to attract the attention of walkers. Although it had been a long time, i didn't feel tired, and i try at all costs to ignore that pain in my chest that keeps me on alert.

'i'm not going to fuck this up, not me.'

i wonder if the smell is still as strong as when we left, but the answer is probably no, because the blood eventually started to dry a little, and that's probably what made some walkers watch us for a few seconds longer than normal. But they continued on their way, and that's what made me feel most relieved.

but apparently not everyone thought the same, since without realizing it, Sam was also thinking about the looks, about the possibilities, and he began to be filled with a panic that soon exploded.

Sam let go of Rick's hand and started to back away.

“S-Sam?” Jessie tried to gently pull his hand to bring him back to reality, unconsciously also squeezing my hand. “Come on, come on, sweetheart? Sam? you can do it,” the woman told him, in a low but desperate tone, refusing to let go of her son's hand.

“Sam, come on,” she said

“come on, come on, Sam” Rick tried too.

“Sam, you can do this, look at mom,” Ron said this time, almost whispering, but desperate.

“Sam, honey, i need you to come with me” but Jessie's words didn't seem to have any effect, as the boy soon began to cry, sobbing loudly, beginning to attract the attention of the walkers.

“i want to,” Sam said, but he was still frozen, crying.

“i need you to be strong,” Jessie said.

but it was all in vain when suddenly a walker jumped on Sam, biting his cheek and making him scream, calling for his mother. The scene was horrible, and i started to feel nauseous just watching it. The walkers kept coming, biting Sam and covering his face with blood and bites.

Jessie couldn't let go of her son's hand, and instead she also seemed to freeze, crying loudly at the loss of her son, she even started screaming, and that was what made me try to let go of her hand. But i couldn't, she squeezed me too hard.

“Je-Jessie, Jessie” i tried to call her, but she kept screaming, drawing the attention of more walkers “Jessie please, come with us” i begged her, but she wasn't listening, she was just screaming and holding my hand tightly.

the inevitable happened. The walkers attacked the blonde, who didn't even let go of my hand at that moment, making me panic. I couldn't let go without attracting their attention.

Carl tried to help me, but that caused us to attract the attention of a walker.

“dad!” he called to Rick, who silently took his ax and walked towards us, repeatedly hitting the wrist of the person who used to be his lover with it. When he finally cut her hand, the force made me fall, bringing Carl with me.

what we didn't notice is that the gun Carl was carrying fell in the process.

well... apparently someone did, and quickly took it while we were getting up.

the sound of the gun safety was what caught our attention. We looked back, seeing Ron holding it, pointing it at Rick.

“you…” he said, and again there was that cold, broken look in his eyes.

a chill ran down my spine, and then Michonne's sword pierced Ron's body, killing him in the process. But despite his death, he had his finger on the trigger... and he clumsily fired just as the life was escaping his body. I closed my eyes for a moment, startled by the sound, but when i opened them, i felt my blood freeze, i thought i was dying.

Carl slowly raised his head, then showing that the shot had hit one of his eyes, leaving a hole of blood, blood that ran down his face as he tried to look at us.

"dad?" i heard him say before he fell. I tried to grab him as best i could, and panic came over me as i received Rick's help to lift him up.

“Rick, we have to… we have to take him to Denise, please” i sobbed, watching as the man carried his son in his arms. He didn't respond, but he started running in that direction, so Michonne and i passed him, clearing the path of walkers.

'Carl…please, you have to be okay, you have to be'

then i understood the panic i had felt these days, the horrible feeling that haunted me.

'i can't lose him, not him. Not him.'

memories of the farm came to my mind, when they shot him and i had to see him in that bed, not knowing if he would survive that.

i buried my knife in every walker that tried to get close, without even thinking about it, just doing it.

'i need him to get to Denise, i need her to help him.'

right now the beating doesn't matter, my ribs don't matter, none of that matters. All i care about is getting him help.

'he's everything to me, i can't do it without him.'

we saw the door to the infirmary open, Denise had seen us, she was ready. We let Rick enter with Carl, and after him i entered with Michonne.

ny face was wet from the amount of tears i didn't even realize i had shed, Aaron looked at me, worried and trying to understand, but i couldn't look at him, only at Carl.

“please save him” i begged Denise, almost in a whisper, and at my side Rick did the same.

Denise turned on the light, and although Spencer tried to complain she quickly silenced him. It was then that i looked at Rick, who seemed to be in a trance as Michonne removed the sheet from him.

as soon as i handed my sheet to Michonne, Rick seemed to make a decision, as he grabbed his ax and left the infirmary. Michonne yelled for him to come back, but he didn't listen.

i don't know exactly what it was, but something told me to go with him, to follow him, so that's what i did. With my knife in hand i left, closing the door and beginning to kill each walker that crossed my path.

i couldn't feel or think. My ears were blocked and my hands were numb.

there was blood, and more blood, and more blood. My body seemed to float. Nothing hurt me, nothing weighed me down.

every head of those walkers had the mark of my knife.

i don't even know when Michonne and the others joined us, i could only continue killing.

Aaron, Heath, Spencer, hell, even people came out of their houses, out of their hiding places.

Eric, Olivia, Rosita, Morgan, Eugene, Tobin, Carol, Tara, hell, even Gabriel were here fighting. There were so many people around us, when suddenly a fire started on the lake, catching our attention. In the distance i saw a truck, but i couldn't see who had caused it.

many of the walkers started heading towards the fire, but Rick yelled at us to not let our guard down, as some were still trying to attack us.

we gave it our all, we pushed our bodies to the limit to protect this place and kill every one of those damn walkers.

we ended up covered in blood, but we were all still alive.

'Carl'

then it dawned on me and i ran towards the infirmary again, without looking back, without paying attention to the screams. I don't even know how long we were outside, but it seemed like an eternity until we were finally able to finish them off, so i wasn't that surprised to walk in and see that Denise was putting a bandage around Carl's head.

" 's he alive?" Rick walked in when i asked the question, just as agitated as i was.

"he's alive, but he lost a lot of blood. It's gonna be a long recovery... and he'll need a lot of support from everyone. Things will be very different and difficult for him when he wakes up.” she told us, then looked behind us. “I need to move Carl to another room, but is anyone else hurt?”

“i-i don't know,” Rick replied.

we both moved Carl to the nearest room, putting some chairs near him so we could wait for him to wake up.

“i'll go thank her,” i said to Rick in a low tone, to which he nodded, still quite disoriented.

“hey, Denise, thank ya so much for savin' him…” i stopped in my tracks and my eyes opened wide. Daryl was entering through the door of the infirmary, and after him the others came with small smiles, looking at me attentively. “Dar…” i blinked a couple of times, and then i ran into his arms, being instantly reciprocated, although i heard him complain a little.

“i was so scared, i missed ya so so much” i mumbled, trying not to let the others hear us. My voice broke as i spoke.

“i'm here now, girl. Ya don' have to be scared, ya know i'll always come back” he told me, in the same low tone, caressing my back.

“i need to heal your brother, Yn, can i?” Denise interrupted us with a guilty expression, to which i nodded, separating myself from him and wiping the tears from my face . “Do you need me to adjust the bandages on your ribs again?” this time she asked me, making Daryl look at me with a frown.

“i'll tell ya later,” i said, then looked at Denise. “i'm fine, now i'll go back to see Carl. I wanna stay until he wakes up. Thank ya... again” She nodded, now forcing my brother to sit on another stretcher.

when i came back, Rick was talking to Carl, so i decided to give them a moment, but when he finished, he noticed me at the door, so he got up from his chair and walked over to me.

“i think... i think he's conscious, i don't really know.” and after saying that he left for a moment, leaving me alone with him.

i went straight to sit down, gently taking his hand.

“hey…uhm, i hope ya can hear me or i'll really feel like a fool.” i tried to joke, but my voice betrayed my nervousness. “i hate seeing ya hurt. I really thought i was going to lose ya this time, ya scared me to death” i sighed, bringing his hand to my lips, leaving a small kiss on the back of his hand “i don't know what would happen to me if ya weren't here, Carl, and i know that ya would say that i can continue, that i'm strong, but the truth is... that it would destroy me not to have ya anymore. Hell, ya can break up with me, hate me, but at least ya'd still be here. If that weren't so… i couldn't, Carl, i really couldn't.”

i felt his hand squeeze mine gently.

“if ya can really hear me, i want you to understand that i love you too much, Carl. And i don't care if i have to help you all the time now; i also don't care about the scar left on yer face. You're still you, you're still the boy i fell in love with, you're still the boy who makes me feel at home." i felt the lump form in my throat again, but i tried to ignore it. "In my eyes ya have always been and ya'll always be the prettiest boy, so don't try to walk away when ya fully wake up. Don't even try to tell me anythin bad about yerself, 'cause God, Carl, if i have to tell ya on repeat every part of ya that i like and why, i will do it even if it takes me a long time to do it, and ya'll have to sit there listenin' to every word" i moved in my seat so i could kiss his cheek. “ 'm gonna be here in every step ya have to take, in every advance and in every retreat. On good days and bad days. I don' care about anythin else. I'll be here for ya just as ya are fer me.”

i heard a noise coming from the door, and i noticed that Rick, Michonne, and Judith in her arms were standing at the door. All three of them were smiling, and i felt my face heat up when i noticed that Rick looked like he wanted to cry.

it's been a few weeks since the last incidents in Alexandria, and everyone's recovery has been a complicated process, especially for Carl, who's still trying to get used to calculating distances or following a fixed point with only one eye.

when he woke up the day after the event, he was crying with anguish, and the first time he tried to walk and hit himself on a chair, he didn't want me to see him, and i had to spend the entire day without being able to see him.

now things are different, he doesn't feel so embarrassed by things like that anymore, but he hasn't even let me see him without the bandage. I just give him the time he needs, and try to remind him how valuable he is.

yesterday i came back from a run with Daryl, and as a gift i brought him some comics i found in a store. I haven't seen him smile as much as yesterday in a long time. My heart was beating so fast, i even felt like i was blushing to see him smile like that!

today i promised to go see him early at his house, so now that's what i do, walk through the front door of Carl's house, going straight to his room, where a loud melody was coming from.

of course, since he found a player he spends his time listening to music in his room. Today's song was “More Than a Feeling,” accompanied by the hitting of a tennis ball that Carl uses for his pt, as Denise instructed him.

“hey” i stuck my head out the half-open door, watching as he quickly turned to see me, smiling.

“hey! come in.” and that's what i did, closing the door behind my back and then walking up to him while he threw his tennis ball on the ground.

his arms surrounded my waist, and mine surrounded his neck. Soon his lips met mine, and i sighed with joy as i felt his warmth merge with mine. I brought my body as close to his as i could, also tilting my head to deepen the kiss, hearing him grunt in the process as he did the same.

his lips are so soft, fluffy. God, i could kiss him all the time. His hands caressed my waist, squeezing it gently. Shortly afterward he separated a little. I could still feel his breathing, so i whimpered in discontent, wanting to continue what we were doing, but he just laughed lightly.

“calm down, babe.” he kissed my forehead. “Actually, i wanted to ask you something.”

“uh? sure, babe. What do ya need?”

“could you help me change my bandage?” he asked me, but before i could answer he interrupted me “you don't have to if you don't want to, i can ask Michonne, i just…”

“Carl, babe, i'd love to help ya, come on.” with my head i pointed in the direction of his bed, so he nodded, sitting on it.

"are you sure?" he looked at me intently, and i could see the fear, which made my heart ache.

“of course i'm sure, every time ya want me to help ya, ya can ask me, that's fine” i told him firmly.

“thank you,” he said in a lower tone. I know this is a big step for him, and from the way i see him playing with his hands i can tell he's very nervous, so i hurried to find the box on his nightstand that has the bandages, and the disinfectants.

after that i settled between his legs.

“can ya hold this fer me?” he nodded, so i handed him the new bandage and the alcohol. “Now i'm gonna remove the bandage you're wearing. If ya want me to stop at some point, just tell me.” and that is what i did. I carefully untied the knot of his bandage, removing it gently in case something hurts him or if any part of the fabric is stuck to his skin. Once that step was ready, i used a bow that i had on my right wrist to prevent his hair from covering the wound and complicating my work.

for a second i admired his face, and felt the heat rise to my cheeks. Carl is beautiful, not only on the inside, but on the outside as well. I'm always looking at him, but this time it feels different, more intimate.

“you're perfect,” i whispered, almost to myself, but i knew he heard me when his cheeks flushed. Even over the music he was able to hear me, which made me a little nervous, so i cleared my throat.

i began to clean the wound, disinfecting it and putting all my concentration into not hurting it or doing anything wrong.

“ya can tell me if ya feel like it's too tight. 's my first time putting a bandage on someone other than a Dixon, and we're not the best reference to practice somethin like that." i tried to joke while putting the new bandage on him, hearing him laugh at my comment.

“it's perfect, thank you.” i took off the bow and he took care of putting the things on his nightstand quickly, returning to the position we were in, although this time he took me by the waist and made me sit down on his lap “Thank you for everything you do for me.”

“i'd do anythin fer ya, Carl.” i confessed, watching the smile form on his face once again.

“i'd do anything for you too, Yn, never forget that” i nodded, feeling happy.

it was then that he suddenly kissed me, making me gasp. The kiss was intense like the one a few minutes ago, but this new position made me feel different. The heat little by little went down to the inside of my panties, making me whimper and move my hips, rubbing against Carl's crotch.

it wasn't long until i felt something getting hard, and then i knew he felt the same way i did. His hands helped me move, now messier. Small moans came out of me, and he took advantage of that moment to put his tongue in my mouth, making the kiss deeper, more desperate. One of his hands moved to my ass, squeezing it. But it was when i was going to unbutton his pants that we heard a voice.

“Carl!” Rick called him from his room. We barely hear it over the music. Carl pulled away from me, grunting and his dick aching.

"what!? i’m doing pt!” He lied, making me laugh lightly as i moved from the position we were in, sitting next to him, still somewhat agitated and feeling my panties wet.

“i can't hear you, come here!” Rick replied, so Carl looked at me, and i laughed when i saw the anger and frustration on his face, as well as his lips red and swollen from the kiss.

“go on, or he'll come for ya.” he sighed, getting up from the bed with resignation, and moving his shirt so that it covered the bulge in his crotch.

“when i come back you're gonna have to take care of what you caused,” he said, making me clench my legs as the heat returned to me. He seemed to notice this, as he smiled, and before leaving the room he gave me a kiss “be a good girl and wait here. Don't do anything” he said, and then went out to see what Rick wanted.

i sighed, flustered by what he said and my face as red as a tomato.

oh…and now feeling uncomfortable because of my soaked panties.

[dragon-chica]

Enid Sinclair - Heat (NSF W)

Fandom: Wednesday

You asked, and now I deliver.

Enid will tell you, by far the worst thing about being a werewolf is having to deal with heats. Even before she was able to transform she still had to suffer through them.

When she was younger and they first started it was bad enough, a 3 week period of bleeding and hormones and feeling like absolute shit. That was supposed to change when she got older, and it did. It got worse.

Now she goes from bleeding, and hormones, and feeling like absolute shit to all of that plus a burning fever, a deep and primal yearning for a mate, and the endless urge to hump something until it breaks. And break it again.

When you got together, Enid fell in love with you fast and hard. In no time she was writing 'Y/n my Mate' in hearts instead of just 'Y/n + Enid' in hearts and daydreaming about your life down the road together.

When she first thought to herself that maybe you'd even spend her heat with her, she popped that bubble quick and shook it out of her head. no. that would be dangerous and bad.

She could hurt you, she could scare you off, she's broken her bed frame on her own before and could definitely break you by accident. That would so not be a good way to convince you she'd be a great mate.

Her plan was great. Her plan was safe. She was going to ignore you for her entire heat so she couldn't be mean to you (when it's just starting she can say some hurtful things, bad enough for her brothers to shut up and could make Wednesday proud), and no way of her hurting you.

It was great.

Until you showed up at her dorm and she wanted to cry because her mate was here and wanted to take care of her and she did start crying and you held her in your arms because you're the best mate ever and then she thought maybe it would be okay for you to stay for a few days. Until she gets worse.

She swore she would make you leave once her heat really started coming into effect. For now you could comfort her and hold her and it'd be no problem, that alone honestly did bring her a lot of relief, you being by her side and caring for her.

Her plan was sound. And you're so doting and wonderful and the perfect mate that a little part of her purposely ignored the signs and she snuggled into your embrace and breathed in your scent

When she woke up it was already too late.

The heat in her room was unbearable, her silky pajamas felt like sandpaper but the only thing that really mattered was getting release.

She had started growling in her sleep awhile before, teeth longer and having gone from nuzzling into your neck to scraping her fangs long it and saliva drooling down against you.

The shift in her had been quick, cuddling against you had turned to her still sleeping form purposely pining you to the bed beneath her, and by the time Enid woke up your leg was soaked from her humping your thigh.

She adjusts herself for a better angle to drag along your leg, pressing closer for more friction and groans.

She swore she would kick you out, but now the thought of you trying to leave has her seeing red without you even having moved.

"Mine" she growls into your ear and picks up her pace, claws coming out and pressing against you, pricking into her mattress as she chases her high enough to have the bed shaking.

She cums with a low drawl out groan that makes your throat go dry. Aftershocks leave her twitching while bent over you, her hair is a sweaty mess and hot breaths panting in your face and for a moment you think she feels better, that she got some relief.

"Fuck me." She looks up at you with blown pupils and crazed eyes, her voice gravely and deep like you have never heard before and the moment to admire her is too long because she adds "Fuck me, or I'll make you fuck me myself."

You've never seen Enid so frenzied and you're not sure you'll be allowed to make it out of this alive, and when she yanks you into sitting up, sharp claws shredding through your shirt and nicking your flesh while she tries to tear your pants, you're not sure if you care about that either.

When she really goes into heat, she wants it rough. She will use you and bruise you without noticing, the burn between her legs and need for more clouds out everything else.

Her werewolf strength is out without meaning to be, she doesn't even notice.

She wants to scent you, she wants to be drowned in your scent, she wants you to bite her.

It doesn't matter that you're not a werewolf, you're her mate and that's all that matters. Sink your teeth into her and her moan will almost become a howl of ecstasy.

She craves all of you, kisses and plain closeness too, but that's just as harsh with her teeth knocking against yours and a bruising kiss after another.

Usually Enid's moans and whines are extremely cute, high pitched and sweet, in her heat she sounds like a rabid animal with her voice in a worked up growl.

Almost forgets your name and couldn't care less about hers, calls you her Mate, chanting the word as she rides you, staring into your eyes.

Anything you say is lost to the blood rushing in her ears.

She wants you to fuck her as hard as you can, soft and sweetness can be for every other time, in her heat you will either give her what she needs or she will get it by herself.

She craves closeness, needing you pressed against her, wants you to pin her down, press you both into the mattress and be as close as possible. She needs you.

Normally she loves when you eat her out but there's not time for that, fuck her or fist her but your arm hurt so much.

Her claws are out the entire time, your back is shredded and stings no matter how you move, her mattress needs replaced and there's gashes in the wall.

She can go for a few hours straight before she calms down enough to rest, and even then she's in a heart eyed bliss and doesn't want you to leave her side.

If she even thinks you're going to leave her she will be up in an instant and ask "Where do you think you're going?" "You're not trying to leave me are you? ARE YOU?" extremely possessive but if you don't get some water she might actually be the death of you.

When she finally calms down you're too sore to move and she seems blissfully content, laying with her head over your heart and sounding like she's purring, a sweet smile on her face and long fluttering lashes as she's falling asleep.

Luckily for your lifeline, her heat is significantly shorter when riding it out with someone and getting what she craves instead of by herself.

The morning after she's finally come to her senses, the heat wearing off to a bearable pulse and back in her right mind, Enid is horrified.

Her room smells horrible, her bed looks like carnage of a wild animal's attack, and you, oh god.

She panics not knowing what she did and wakes you up and you expect she's ready for another round, when you actually did collapse a few hours prior, but instead she's looking over you panicked, seeing her claw marks, bruises littering your skin, her fluids all over you...

In that stressed out observation she also feels quite a bit of pride before being horrified with herself again and running out to get a first aid kit and some water.

In the bathroom she catches her reflection in the mirror and her face, which had finally calmed with her fever gone, turns bright cherry and she can't help but stare at herself a moment, hands clutching the small first aid box tight enough for the plastic to crack.

There's numerous bite marks along her shoulders and neck, some dark bruises and some healing punctures and she remembers demanding you bite her harder. Harder. Heat crawls up her neck just thinking around it.

Her own hips have fading bruises, her lips and positively swollen and she looks mussed as if she'd been in a fight. There's hickeys down her chest and really everywhere else, scratches down her back from your nails and she realizes that she's completely nude.

And despite the fact she's been that since her true heat started, she lets out a cute "eep!" you hear from the other room and chuckle because she's back.

When she returns she's thrown on an oversized shirt and you almost want to laugh at her sudden modesty.

She can't stop apologizing while patching you up, but you're just relieved it's over and barely staying awake trying to tell her it's okay.

You feel like you just went through a speedrun of the opposite of No Nut November and are glad werewolves only go into heat once a year.

Enid notes that she feels better than she ever has before after a heat, not just that the aching need is receding, but was actually taken care of, satisfied. The ache between her thighs is burning, her clit and pussy are definitely swollen, but she feels wonderful.

"is there like, some kind of steroid or potion I can get so I can try and keep up with you next time?" you weakly ask, half joking and half pleading that there is.

"Next time" is ringing in her head, you already plan on spending her next heat with her, her heart feels like bursting and if you weren't looking like you were on death's doorstep she'd jump your bones again right now.

You are sore. Full body muscle aches sore and exhausted, for at least two weeks afterwards while Enid's bounced back to normal within a day of it ending.

She's very apologetic and tries to do everything she can to help you out so you don't strain yourself further.

You definitely get teased for the most obvious, worn out, 'morning week after' but you can't really bring yourself to care.

You may want to thank your lucky stars that it'll still be a few years until she fully transforms during her heat.

[zombiigrll]

ENID my love can you do something for her where she goes to the hilltop to help maggie but winds up bumping into reader and they start developing a little relationship ooh 👻👻

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SAFE WITH ME. ⋆｡°✩ enid rhee x fem!reader

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꩜ .ᐟ WARNINGS ⭑ use of y/n, blood mention, reader has anxiety + fear of blood and angsty backstory!! oooo!! kissing, swearing, kind of a bad ending im so sorry </3

.ᐟ SUMMARY .ᐟ ⭑ you had always been a quiet person. that was until you met the girl who saved your life, and helped you out of your shell.

꩜ .ᐟ A/N .ᐟ ⭑ HELLO AURA!!! im so sorry this came out so late omg... i hope you like it!!! i lost ALL MY PROGRESS ON THIS THE OTHER DAY </3 I HAD TO REWRITE IT COMPLETELYYYY so i'm so sorry if it seems a bit rushed T_T but again i hope you like it ily!!! <33

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you were running for what felt like forever. your feet were swollen, they felt as if they were bleeding from how fast you were running. you could tell your shoes had holes in them because after a bit of running, you felt rocks under your feet and felt air brushing past. your throat burned as you gasped for air while you were sprinting. you felt like you were going to pass out at any minute.

why were you running though? and what from?

well, you were apart of a group. a nasty group. you were just passing through, and they decided to recruit you. you were never fond of groups, in the mindset that they'd all end terribly from your past experiences.

you finally got an opportunity to run, so, you did.

they had taken almost everything from you. your backpack, warm clothes, your boots, all that stuff. you were left in a tank top and shorts, along with really shitty sneakers.

after maybe 30 minutes of non-stop sprinting through the woods, your legs gave out. you fell, but instead of your hands landing on hard rocks and sharp sticks, it landed on some sort of gravel.

you were at the side of what looked like an endless road. your palms were bleeding, along with your knees as they fell onto the gravel and the tiny rocks dug through into your skin.

"fuuck.." you silently cried, squeezing your eyes shut through the pain.

you moved over to the hard concrete road and sat down, looking at your bloody palms and knees.

the rocks were into your skin, deep. and you couldn't stand the sight of your own blood. your head felt like it was spinning as you attempted to stay awake.

and just as you felt your body starting to go limp, you heard a voice.

"hello? are you okay?" a girls voice asked. you only let out a inaudible mumble in response. "oh, you're bleeding!"

as she came closer to you, you noticed her features. she had long brown hair and beautiful eyes. she looked around your age, too. she kneeled down and pulled bandages out of her bag. "don't worry, you're safe with me. try and stay awake, okay? i'm gonna bandage you really quick, then we can go back to my community. it's not too far from here."

you nodded and attempted to stay awake, but seeing your blood dripping down your knees was too much. your vision went blurry before everything went black.

...

"you check her for bites?" you heard a womans voice ask as you came back to your senses.

"of course. i checked right as she passed out." the girl from before spoke up.

you started fluttering your eyes back open, looking at the two girls who were hovering over you, talking to one another. there was a woman with shorter hair and blue eyes, then the girl from before.

you silently sit up, which surprises the two girls.

the woman stares at you intently before speaking up. "who are you?"

you were anxious to respond, looking at the girl from before who simply gives you a nod with a comforting smile. "my name is y/n." you mutter just loud enough for the two to hear.

"what were you running from?"

"an old group." you start messing with your hands. "i didn't mean to intrude."

the womans face turns a bit more soft. "i'm maggie."

"i'm enid." the girl who saved you speaks up with a wave. "if you, uh, don't mind me asking.. why were you running from your old group?"

"because they were falling apart, like every other group." you blankly responded. "they took everything from me."

maggie and enid exchange a somber looked before facing you again.

"you can stay here for a bit if you'd like. hilltop's got a couple places you can sleep at." maggie offers with a smile.

"i wouldn't want to be a burden.."

"you're not a burden if i'm offerin'." she pats your shoulder.

"...alright. i'll be out of your hair soon, though." you caved, giving a soft smile back to the two.

...

you thought that you were going to be out of hilltop quick. you never liked groups, but something was different about this one.

it was probably enid. she drove you crazy. not in a bad way, but the way that her hair perfectly framed her face, the way her eyes glistened in the sunlight, the way her voice played through your ears on loop even if you two weren't hanging out... it made you insane.

you never felt this way about anyone. maybe you were just thankful that she saved your life? but it felt like more than that.

you and enid were attached to each others hip. you'd gossip together- well, mostly enid.. you'd play games together, go on runs together, you did everything together.

today, there was a small campfire at hilltop that some of the residents were talking around, and enid dragged you to it despite knowing you were anxious around the others.

people were talking about their lives, before and after the apocalypse, their hobbies, the saviors.. lots of random, all-over-the-place type stuff.

"yeah, even through all these years, i still get scared when i see a few roamers.." one person spoke.

you had a cup of water in your hands, taking sips while your leg anxiously bounced up and down. enid was right by your side and placed a comforting hand on your knee, looking up at you.

"you okay?" she whispered, just loud enough for only you to hear.

"mhm. i'm good." you nodded before taking a quick sip. you brushed her off just to simply hide that fact that your heart was pounding out of your chest. she was just being a good friend, but it made your mind race.

she nodded understandingly. she knew you better than anyone, she knew you just needed to be alone, and that you'd be too stubborn to leave the campfire despite not wanting to be there in the first place.

but eventually, everyone began dispersing back to their homes, leaving just you and enid alone at the camp fire together.

she turned her chair so she could face you. "you didn't answer any of the questions."

"hm?" you raised an eyebrow, setting your, now empty, cup onto the floor by your feet.

"the questions. we were going around and answering different questions, you just spaced out." enid reminded.

"oh. sorry." you gave her an apologetic look, nervously rubbing the back of your neck.

"..do you want to answer them now? just the two of us."

you looked away in thought for a moment, staring at the burning logs before looking back at her. "sure."

"alright, first question. and, feel free to say skip to any of the questions if they're too much." enid clasped her hands together ecstatically, happy that you agreed. "who were you with at the very beginning of all this, who were you with?"

"my siblings." you reminisced to the beginning. "it didn't last long, though."

"... i get that." enid looks at you, sympathy in her tone and eyes. "well, next question. "what's your favorite part about the hilltop?"

you awkwardly looked away before answering. "you, probably."

"me?" she let out a soft laugh, the laugh you adored so much. "why me?"

"because you're the only reason why i'm still at hilltop." you clarified with a smile. "i wasn't planning on staying here this long, but.. you being here, helping me.. all that stuff. it made me want to stay."

enid smiles, her face a bit pink as she lets out a more breathy laugh and looks away. "well..." she pats hers knees rhythmically before speaking again. "i'm glad you stayed. hah.. next question?"

"next question." you repeated with a smile.

"...ever kissed a girl before?" she looks at you, her face looking somewhat devious and joking, but you know her too well, immediately being able to tell it's a genuine question.

"did they really ask this?" you let out a short laugh.

"maybe, maybe not. maybe i'm just curious."

your eyes widened, and you felt your face growing a bit hot. "uh.. well, no. i haven't."

"have you wanted to?" she raised an eyebrow, her face growing softer as she looks into your eyes.

you simply look at her speechless. your face was probably red as hell, but the way your features softened as you looked back at enid, your eyes trailing from her lips to her eyes.. it answered her question.

she got up from her chair moved closer to you. her eyes looked down at yours and she tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear before leaning her head down to kiss you.

a million thoughts were running through your head as you anxiously returned the kiss, your hand meeting hers.

you couldn't tell how long the kiss went on for, it felt like forever, but it also felt like it left too soon. as the two of you separated, you looked at each other with reddened cheeks and big, bright smiles.

"..holy shit." you finally spoke up, a breathy chuckle escaping through your words.

you looked down, and your hands were interlocked. when did you two do that? you guys were too lost in the kiss to realize, i guess.

the two of you giggled about it for a second, not knowing what to say.

enid was your first real friend, you thought. and your friend partner, too.

"are you okay?" she smiled, looking down at you as if you were an angel.

"yes." you nodded, responding instantly. "yes, i am. thank you."

"for what?" enid cupped your face in her hand, her gorgeous smile remaining on her face.

"everything." you brought your hands up to the hand on your face, leaning into it. "just everything."

she leaned down and kissed you on your forehead. "well, of course. thank you for everything, too."

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[6rookie-writer0110]

Easy Night

Wednesday Addams x Reader (Gender-Neutral)

Summary - Enid and Wednesday tries to take off the pumpkin off your head…

You are in Enid’s dorm room craving pumpkins. It was her idea to put the pumpkins on the head as a mask, and you agreed to it. First, you helped her put on the pumpkin and you didn't struggle. Then she puts the pumpkin on your head now you two are smiling.

“This is fun!” Enid smiled.

“I will try to scare Wednesday” You smiled.

“I don't think that will be a good idea, Y/n,” Enid said.

“It’s Halloween,” You said.

You didn't listen to Enid. You hide behind the door and Wednesday walks into her dorm room, you jump out and scream. But Wednesday didn't get scared, she just stared at you.

“Am I supposed to be scared?” Wednesday asked.

“I thought it would work,” You said.

“Why do you have a pumpkin on your head?” Wednesday asked.

“It's Halloween and we wanted to crave pumpkins. You should join us it's fun” You said.

“I will pass,” Wednesday said.

Enid takes off the pumpkin off her head. Now, you try to take off yours but you can't do it. You asked Enid for help but she can't do it.

“Wow, that pumpkin is stuck on your head,” Enid said.

“Try again,” You said.

She does try again but she almost fell. Now, you try to do it on your own but can't do it. Wednesday is having fun watching you and Enid struggle to take the pumpkin off your head.

“Wednesday, you should help,” Enid said.

Wednesday goes to her closet and takes out an axe.

“You have an axe!?” Enid yelled.

“Why do you seem surprised?” Wednesday asked.

Wednesday starts to walk toward you and you are feeling terrified. She picks up her arms before she swings the axe, you move out of the way and she misses.

“There has to be another way,” You and Enid said in sync.

“You and Enid are weak and couldn't take off the pumpkin of your head. My way is fast and maybe you will get hurt, and stop moving” Wednesday said.

She swings the axe again and you start to run.

“I will let the pumpkin rot and it will fall off,” You said.

“Pumpkins last for three months before it starts to rot,” Wednesday said.

“That will be fine,” You said.

She starts to walk towards you but you run out of the dorm room.

“Maybe use something besides an axe to cut the pumpkin,” Enid said.

“Your Way didn't work now I will do it my way,” Wednesday said.

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You are in your bed and you still have the pumpkin on your head. It's late at night and you can't sleep. You didn't notice that Wednesday sneaked into your dorm room. She picks up her arms then you scream, you manage to get away from her. Then the axe went through your bed and you fell to the ground. Now, she starts to go after you and you are still on the ground, you start to use your arms to get away from her. You turned around and looked at the door, and before you could get up then Thing closed the door

“Not cool, Thing!” You yelled.

She swings her axe again it hits the pumpkin and you scream. You saw the axe and it was inches towards your face. The pumpkin cracked and it fell apart, now you are breathing very hard.

“That was payback,” Wednesday said.

“For what!?” You asked.

You are still breathing extremely hard.

“You made me watch Legally Blonde to cheer up Enid,” Wednesday said.

You don't say anything else and she walks away. You don't get up from the ground and your heart is still racing, then Enid runs into your dorm room

“Are you okay, Y/n?! I heard you scream. Wow! The pumpkin came off, but how?” Enid said.

“Thanks to, Wednesday,” You said.

[prefer-to-be-vilified]

What I really want to see in S2 is Wednesday’s friends getting so fed up with Wednesday randomly dropping to the ground during her visions that they start catching her instead of dealing with her being semi-constantly cranky and half concussed.

Enid’s definitely the best at it. I mean they’re roomies and best friends and gay for each other, so they’re together most of the time as is. Combine that with Enid’s wolf reflexes and she almost knows Wednesday’s going to drop before her eyes have began rolling into her head and has an arm out ready to catch and hold her there until she regains consciousness. Enid’s gotten so accustomed to this part of their relationship that she doesn’t even look up from whatever’s she doing anymore.

Eugene’s terrible at it, he normally just screams and flails his arms around while Wednesday has already face planted into the honey they were in the middle of harvesting.

Bianca, Divina and Kent are surprisingly good at it. Not as good as Enid and it’s normally a last minute dash to grab whichever part of her is closest to them but it prevents the worst of it. There was also the time Wednesday had a vision and fell into the lake before anyone was able to stop her and all three of them didn’t hesitate to jump in and fish her out because waking up deep underwater with no idea where you are would be terrifying even for Wednesday.

Yoko as a vampire is perfectly capable of catching her no matter how fast she drops. But elects not to in most occasions because she finds it funny. However if Wednesday’s about to experience a particularly hard fall or is about hit something that could really hurt her and Enid’s not there to stop it she will grab her by the back of her shirt to slow her fall.

Most of the time Ajax is too high to even notice Wednesday isn’t in front of him anymore and is in fact on the ground. One time she fell into him and he panicked, pushed her off and ran away because he thought she was attacking him.

Post Tyler redemption ark (probably be more than 1 season before they’re friends again but whatever) he’ll catch her out of reflex when she drops close to him before screaming and dropping her again after he sees the way Enid’s glaring/low-key growling at him which only causes Enid to start yelling. Wednesday gained consciousness and left 30 minutes ago but they didn’t realise because they were too busy arguing. They may have both forgiven him for the S1 drama but Enid and Tyler will always be the messiest of frienemies you can’t change my mind.

Also I really want to see Morticia watch Enid catch Wednesday without even flinching. Because she’d be so smug about it and Wednesday would be so mad.

[blakeswritingimagines]

Wednesday characters with a southern s/o

Wednesday: She has found you to have a very charming voice. She does not think your southern drawl is very hard to understand or very annoying but she won't tell you that, but it does get on her nerves when you occasionally use words that are grammatically incorrect. Such as saying "I seen.." She has explained to you that saying "I have seen.." would make more sense when recounting an event but if you keep doing it she does find a soft spot for it, she has learned to like your accent. It’s very attractive, especially the way you pronounce “Wednesday”. She enjoys that you can make all kinds of southern phrases sound lovely to her. She loves it when you call her your “little witch”, or your “mischief” Since she will often hear you call other people darling and sweetheart.

Enid: Having an attractive southern romantic partner is a treat that not many others have. Enid loves having a southern sweetheart in her life because you always treat her with respect and adoration. She thinks you're always extremely polite and chivalrous, opening doors for her and pulling her chair out at restaurants. She doesn't like it when others try to get you wound up and listen to your accent get thicker but does love hearing how you say the same thing as her just differently and it's always a surefire way to cheer her up.

Xavier: Oh, he thinks it's a lot of fun. He loves your southern drawl, and he finds it to be so cute and charming. Even when you get mad, and start swearing up a storm, he can't get mad it's just so adorable. It is a little annoying sometimes as not everyone understands your accent, which can cause some misunderstandings especially after he noticed your southern drawl gets a lot thicker when he teases you playfully. Loves it when you start being a bit sassy toward him if he pushes too far. When you both tease each other, you both can often go into a bit of a little argument, and he can tell your trying to resist laughing a bit it's actually really adorable to him.

Rowan: He thinks southern accents are the most attractive accents in the world. He can't get enough of your sweet southern accent and dialect. He absolutely melts whenever you say "y'all, bless your heart, sugar, baby, mama, honey, dear, sweetheart, babe, sweet-tea, etc", It's rough sometimes. Especially because you can speak too fast for him and sometimes the words just mash together like goulash. He'll think the biggest issue is when you use "y’all" because he keeps thinking you're talking to or about multiple people. But the real icing on the cake is when you say “I love you” or when you call him “Honey”.

Tyler: He thinks it can be frustrating sometimes because he has to concentrate on everything you say or tell you to repeat/slow down so he feels like he has a chance. He has wished you would just be quiet sometimes and stop speaking like he teases by saying, cowboy. Your accent was one of the reasons why he fell in love with you though. It’s unique and not everyone gets to hear it every day. It’s just adorable but he was confused when you said you liked his accent even if it is to tease him.

Ajax: It was not easy to understand you in the beginning. But once he got used to the accent, he found your accent absolutely cute he guesses he is now used to it and he likes it even if people do have to come to him asking what it was you said. He finds it unique and it makes you special to him. (If you were to try to get rid of your accent or hide it, that would feel like some part of you was gone and he wouldn’t like that. A thick accent is actually part of who you are).

Bianca: She thinks having a southern romantic partner is lovely but also a challenge in some ways. You both come from different backgrounds and you each want the other to embrace your cultures. This is great because it brings more color and culture into your lives and your relationship. However, it can also create tension since you both need to learn to appreciate and respect the other's culture. The challenge is worth it, but it does take effort and compromise. In the end, has really come to enjoy when you sweet talk her more so when you will use words commonly regarded as a sign of endearment such as "darling" and "sweetheart" to describe her as you think that she is most pleasant and attractive.

[bingo6776]

you’re so pretty, it hurts (baby, i’m yours)

wenclair, wednesday addams x enid sinclair

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Enid had never felt ugly.

Sure, sometimes she felt unhappy with the way some of her makeup looked. Or she thought there was something off with her outfit, but she’d never felt anything worse than mild discontent.

 She had felt like a disappointment, like a waste of space.

She had felt useless and weak.

Like an inferior. A freak. A lone wolf.

 But ugly? Never.

Unlike every other aspect of her life, her mother hadn’t been able to dig her claws into Enid’s appearance and dictate what she should look like as if her life depended on whether she wore skirts or trousers, pink or red.

 Enid dyed her hair whatever colours she wanted, she tamed it, so it didn’t resemble the usual unruly and unkempt hair of her brothers. She wore bright makeup. She wore clothes Esther Sinclair would most definitely throw one of her notorious tantrums over.

 She had felt beautiful when Wednesday opened up to her under the glow of the moonlight.

She had felt beautiful when she won the Poe Cup.

She felt beautiful when she finally admitted her feelings for Wednesday, and when Wednesday reciprocated them – albeit in a calmer, composed manner.

 But after the fight with the Hyde, and after Wednesday had sat with her in the infirmary, their hands clasped together the entire time, Enid could hardly stand to look at herself in the mirror, yet when she did, she couldn’t, for the life of her, tear her eyes off of her reflection.

 This was one of those times.

 The blonde was scrubbing at her face as if she scrubbed just hard enough the jagged lines would disappear. Of course, she knew that wasn’t possible, but she just wanted – no, needed ­– them gone.

 After a few more seconds of ferociously scrubbing at her skin, Enid sank onto the cold bathroom floor, hugging her knees tightly to her chest as her body was hit with wave after wave of sobs. These days it felt as if her tears were never-ending.

 She knew they shouldn’t change how she felt about herself. But everyone was always staring. On her way to class, people stopped in the hallways to catch a glimpse of her scars, the normies in Jericho scringed when they saw them. Fuck, even Wednesday could hardly look at her without her eyes constantly being drawn to hideous lines.

 She had tried to hide them. She really had. She had started parting her hair differently so more hair fell on that side of her face, her makeup had changed ever so slightly, and she never tilted her head far enough that people would be able to see them.

 the werewolf knew what everyone was thinking.

That she was a failure, she was ugly, worthless, stupid, and weak.

 She was so, so tired.

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 The sound of Wednesday’s typewriter was the only noise filling the room. Instead of a grounded feeling invading Enid’s chest at the sound of the tapping keys, it felt as if they were hallowing her out. Slowly cracking away at the composed exterior she had been wearing ever since – that night.

 What if I hadn’t been fast enough?

What if I didn’t wolf out?

Is Tyler gone? Thornhill?

Wednesday almost died because I was too slow. 

Does she think my scars show that I wasn’t strong enough to beat the Hyde?

Is she ashamed? Embarrassed?

 Enid placed a hand over her face, cringing at the way her fingertips grazed the raised skin of her scars, the smooth skin being replaced by the reminder that she could have failed Wednesday.

 God, she’s only with you out of pity at this point. 

 Her mother's words ran around her mind, “she’s an Addams, Enid, she will get bored of the misfit werewolf and leave.” “Look what you’ve gone and done to that pretty face of yours, we can get it fixed. We can get you looking normal again.”

 From across the room, Wednesday could hear the way Enid’s breathing started to get more erratic, the muffled whimper that left the girl's mouth every few seconds.

 Stalking towards the bed, Wednesday gently placed a hand on top of the one Enid had on her face, slowly tugging it down, not missing the way Enid tensed slightly as she felt her hand run across the rough lines, leaving them exposed to be scrutinised by Wednesday as her mother had done countless times already.

 “Enid? What is it, did someone upset you? Give me a name. Give me a name and I’ll make sure they regret being born.”

 Enid opened her eyes, teary blue met a murderous brown.

 “Do – do you think I’m ugly?”

 It was as if time stood still as if even atoms were afraid to move at the way Wednesday was flooded with a white-hot rage that made her head pound, her fingers itching to latch onto the sharpest blade she owned. To carve into the body of whoever had made her kind, bubbly girlfriend this way. She wouldn’t kill them, no, she’d keep them alive as long as she could. putting them through the worst pains imaginable.

 Through gritted teeth, the seething girl forced out the few words she could. “Who would make you think such a thing?”

 The werewolf reached out a tentative hand and held onto Wednesday’s cold hand again, tugging her down onto the bed until their knees knocked against each other.

 “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to. I just … I know that I look different now. Compared to how I did when we, you know … started dating. And I understand attraction is important,” exhaling steadily, Enid steeled herself for the worst. “Look, I know my scars aren’t pretty to look at, and I know that they bother you, I see you staring at them all the time. So, I understand if you don’t want to be with me anymore. I won’t hate you for it, Willa, it’s okay.”

 The rage that usually fuelled Wednesday’s body dissipated at Enid’s words rushed out of her mouth, she was refusing to meet Wednesday’s gaze, and her usually iron-clad grip on Wednesday’s hand is reduced to a light hold as if she was giving Wednesday the choice to leave as if she had been kept prisoner.

 Prisoner? Wednesday? please.

 Raising her free hand, Wednesday gently moved the hair covering Enid’s scars behind her ear, letting her fingers trace the rough skin.

 Upon the contact, Enid’s eyes rose to meet Wednesday’s, subconsciously leaning into the caring touch.

 If Enid wasn’t so devastatingly heartbroken, she would have teased the gothic girl at how utterly dumbfounded she looked.

 “My love, I don’t know what you mean. You are the most ethereal person I have ever met. Every time I see your scars I am reminded of how courageous and how powerful you were when you fought the Hyde. I am reminded of how you sacrificed your very life to save mine, that you were prepared to dive into a bloody battle to save me,” Wednesday placed a soft kiss on one of the lines across the girl's face. “Your scars do not change your beauty, you take my breath away just as violently and mercilessly as you did on the very first day I laid my eyes upon you. I would move mountains just to be able to see your face, to see you smile and cry, for a singular second.”

 Tears were streaming down Enid’s face, her heart hammering in her chest as Wednesday smiled at her. The werewolf pushed herself forward, connecting their lips in a searing kiss.

 “Enid…” Wednesday sighed as they pulled apart.

 “I love you, Wednesday.”

 “And I love you, mi sol. Always, no matter what.”

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 And of course, in true Wednesday fashion, whoever stared at Enid’s scars for a beat too long would later be met with a knife to the throat and some very colourful choice of words.

And so what if Enid then spent most of her holidays at the Addams mansion? Wednesday would, and already has denied any suggestions that she had invited Enid for the blonde’s benefit. 

 Well, she had, in a way. But it was more so because Wednesday knew Enid wouldn’t be overly pleased with her if she attacked her mother. If she made her hurt as she had made Enid hurt. 

 Wednesday? Thrilled. Ecstatic, even. Enid? Not so much. Not that she would admit it thus far anyway.

[useyernamesteven]

It might just be me, but I kinda like the concept of Enid still having trouble "wolfing out" post s1

Don't get me wrong wolf!roommate antics would be great too, but like imagine:

....

Enid goes home and she's over the freakin MOON cuz she's finally a real werewolf now, just like the rest of her pack! She tells her family and obviously her mom is relieved (and yet still critical of Enids other invisible flaws) and her Dads happy she's happy and her brothers are annoying and for some reason her scars aren't healing as quickly as a werewolf should be able to heal but it doesn't matter cuz at least she finally feels normal (even if there is a small monotoned voice that sounds suspiciously like her fav lil psycho somewhere in the back of her mind telling her she was "normal" just being herself)

Then a month goes by and its the night of the full moon and Enid's with her family and pack in the woods and everyone starts wolfing out around her and Enid's so excited to join in. But ten minutes go by, then 30 and Enid's excitement starts to dwindle. At the hour mark she feels like she's panicking bcuz why hasn't she turned yet?? and the other wolves in the pack are starting to get antsy waiting for the hunt. After another twenty minutes still waiting, the pack take off and Enid's left alone at the campsite, still human.

The next morning the pack come back and Enid comes out of her tent, keeping her head down as feelings of shame and embarrassment color her cheeks. Her Dad pats her shoulder, tells her she'll get the next one, but her mother refuses to acknowledge her until they get home, and even then its only to hand her another round of brochures before Enid heads off to go cry herself to sleep.

Fast-forward and Nevermore opens back up and Enid's scrambling to get out of her house bcuz she can't stand it any longer. At least at school she has friends who don't really care if she can't shift. She even gets a three-second hug out of Wednesday when they reunite!

A week later is the full moon and Enid's trying so hard to not let it get to her but it seems Wednesday can see through all her fake smiles and nonchalance cuz she corners Enid the night before the full moon and asks her to either produce an explanation or suffer Wednesdays interrogation methods. And Enid comes clean in a sloppy sobbing mess of "i thought i was normal now!" and "its not fair".

And she feels bad cuz Wednesday is obviously NOT the person you should be dumping your emotional blights upon, but surprisingly her roommate seems solemn (more so than per usual Addams fashion) and it isnt until Wednesdays gingerly patting her head that Enid realizes she's actually attempting to cheer her up. And Enid bursts out laughing bcuz its very sweet and caring and so unlike her dreary bff that it actually does the trick.

Thing puts on Jennifer's Body which is a little on the nose given what happened last semester but its something they can all enjoy and Enid nearly chokes on a mouthful of popcorn when Wednesday admits she finds Megan Fox attractive but only when she's covered in blood and devouring the foolish men who fell victim to her seductions. Then they put on Legally Blonde and Enid chokes on her popcorn again when Wednesday says she's seen it before, and they spend three hours playing and pausing it to argue and critique the plot points and "its a girlpower movie Willa!" and eventually they fall asleep and Enid forgets why she was even upset to begin with.

Well, until the next day when its the full moon and Enid's a lil disappointed but not terribly so bcuz her wolf friends invite her out to lunch for some food and a howl, Ajax and Yoko have been sending her silly memes all day, and Thing gave her a manicure this afternoon, but the cherry on top is Wednesday promising another movie night and she gave Enid full control over what they watch. By the time the moon starts rising Enid feels like she's on cloud 9...

Which is inevitably when everything goes to shit bcuz the pain kicks in mid-way through "Let it Go" and Enid has enough strength in her to at least push past a notably worried roomie and out onto their balcony before her bones start cracking and holy shit she's wolfing out! But shes freakin out and so disoriented, not used to her new body or the flood to her senses that are suddenly on blast, and shes panicking and panicking until she hears someone calling to her, coaxing her, and a scent she knows all too well. It calms her, centers her, and Enid comes back to her senses a little to see Wednesday out on the balcony with her, hand outstretched but not touching. And Enid gives a few cautious sniffs and whines and its then that Wednesday finally brushes her fingers along her snout, up to her ears, and begins to softly, soothingly pet her and its then that Enid finally feels like herself in that moment.

She wakes up the next morning on the floor of their room with a small mountain of blankets, stuffed animals, and pillows around her, and Wednesday on her bed beside her. There are claw marks along the floor and fur shed all over the place, but nothings broken and she doesn't smell blood (beside the usual aroma a la Addams). How her roomie managed to get a full blown werewolf back into their room is beyond her but Wednesday looks too peaceful curled up on her bright colored sheets to wake her and find out just yet.

...

What I'm saying is that Wednesday is Enid's anchor and she'll only wolf out when she's around.

[wenclairfamily]

Dark Wednesday/Enid Fanfiction Story: Wednesday In Hell Part 2

*READ PART 1 HERE, *Cover Picture by: @emeriart

Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair. They were a duo that shouldn't have worked... but they did... and somehow their relationship resulted in marriage. Now, Wednesday and Enid work at their old school: Nevermore Academy as teachers, raising up an entire new generation; including their own twin eighteen year old daughters: Harmony and Ana. Harmony, who carries both of her mother's special abilities, continues to grow and explore the world with her girlfriend (and now fiancé) Megan. Ana meanwhile is a different story.

Just recently, Wednesday's old enemy: Laurel Gates has orchestrated the near perfect plan to trap Wednesday Addams in hell. After faking the death of Harmony's fiancé Megan: Wednesday, Enid, and Harmony went to hell looking for Megan... only to learn too late that it was trap. Now Harmony is on the run for her life in one area of area of hell, while Enid has been captured and detained in another area of hell by her maternal grandmother. Wednesday however is locked in combat with her old enemy...

"Wednesday Versus Hell Part 2"

Written by: "Fun But Shy Girl"

Laurel Gates kicked Wednesday Addams in the chest hard. Wednesday fell down onto the dark gravely ground of hell, as Laurel Gates rushed at her with her sword out. Wednesday quickly blocked Laurel's sword with her own, and then quickly rolled away. Over the next several moments, Wednesday and Laurel swung their swords at one another multiple times. Each was able to mostly block the others' attack; however Laurel was able to have her sword get close to Wednesday's skin, and was able to cut away parts of the sleeves of her dress, along with her collar.

Soon Wednesday was beginning to look exhausted, while Laurel looked fully energized. As Wednesday backed away while she caught her breath, Laurel stood still for a moment as she gleefully said, "What's the matter? Can't handle the heat of hell!? Why don't you use your little talisman to stop me again? Oh wait! I already swiped it off you earlier when you weren't looking!" As an angry Wednesday pointed her sword forward, she said, "You alone cannot stop me Laurel. You tried before, and failed... multiple times!"

A grinning Laurel then said, "Well, it's a good thing I'm not doing this alone." Laurel then snapped her fingers twice. Suddenly three shadowy hooded figures in dark cloaks began to slowly appear near Laurel. One figure took off their hood showing themselves to be a teenage boy, while another figure took off their hood revealing the face of an angry middle aged man. Then another figure took off their hood showing an ugly pale man wearing a pilgrim hat.

An enthusiastic Laurel then said, "It's always easy to find your long lost family members once you're all dead. Wednesday, may I introduce you to my brother Garrett, and my father Ansel. My ancestor: Joseph Crackstone here, I believe you've already met." Joseph Crackstone made an excited grin as he said, "The soul of Goody Addams may be beyond my reach... but at least her direct descendant will soon be in my grasp!"

Meanwhile a smiling Ansel said, "I'm just glad I finally get to have my revenge on your ridiculous kind down here." Then as an excited Laurel looked at Wednesday with wide eyes, she said, "You have so many enemies down here Wednesday... and most of them don't even know you're here yet! However once I tell all of hell that I have trapped you down here... we are all gonna have so much fun together!"

Wednesday tried to remain calm, but had anger fill her voice as she said, "What is it that you want from me Laurel!?" Laurel simply smiled at Wednesday, and then with a demanding voice she said, "Run Wednesday! Run for your life!" Wednesday took a step back as her face looked very frustrated... and then she turned away and ran as fast as she could. Meanwhile Laurel looked incredibly happy; simply standing still while watching the fast running goth woman as she screamed, "DO YOU HEAR ME WEDNESDAY!? I SAID RUN!"

***

Harmony (in her human form) was running through hell as fast as she could. With every chance she had, she tried to hide behind large rocks and other objects to keep herself out of view from anyone that could be following her. Soon, Harmony ran through a clearing she found. However Harmony suddenly heard some roaring sounds. Suddenly from above her, several lizard beasts jumped at Harmony. Before Harmony could react, the lizard creatures piled up on Harmony. One of the lizard creatures smiled as he said, "Excellent. We've got this girl, and her mother has already been detained in the stadium. Although word is more mortals have crossed through a portal that have to be found. Rumor is that Laurel Gates has found one, while at least one other is unaccounted for." A confused Harmony then softly said to herself, "Hold on. Someone else came through the portal?"

***

Enid (in her human form) was wearing a black robe, as she was held down on the ground by several lizard monsters. As hundreds of denizens in hell sat in an arena watching the event, Enid's grandmother walked towards Enid as she said, "I must say Enid, you lasted in battle far longer than I would've expected... but you still lost. Now... prepare to spend the rest of your existence as a decapitated head that will scream for all eternity on a spike. But before that... do you have any final words before your humiliation my granddaughter?" Enid glared at her grandmother while she said, "You think of family as people you intimidate and control with power and fear. However, family involves strengthening and supporting others around you; building a powerful bond and support network that can never be broken. Your toxic views may have tainted my mother... but they weren't strong enough to reach me... because the bonds made of hatred can be broken far more easily than the strong bonds made of love!"

Enid's grandmother rolled her eyes as she said, "And where did those bonds lead you? No matter. Get ready to spend the rest of eternity in pieces. Now my creatures, the time has to come to..." Then suddenly another large werewolf ran onto the scene and yelled, "Halt! The lord of the upper region of the underworld wishes to oversee the torture of this woman herself." Enid's grandmother looked very surprised as she said, "You don't mean..." Then suddenly a shadowy figure in a dark robe walked into the arena. The figure kept their body completely concealed by their dark robe and hood they wore... but a large beard could be seen coming from the hood. Enid's grandmother got down on one knee as she said, "Lord Rasputin. We are humbled by your presence." Enid then rolled her eyes as she sarcastically said, "Of course. Lets just throw in one of history's most despicable men into this ordeal too. Like things weren't enough crazy!"

As the shadowy figure walked towards Enid, the lizard monsters moved away, while Enid's grandmother said, "How would you like to torture her Lord Rasputin? We serve and obey you. Speak great Region Lord, and we shall do whatever it is you tell us to do." Then suddenly underneath the hood of the shadowy figure, a voice could be heard saying... "Rowr." Everyone immediately looked confused. Then Enid's grandmother immediately pulled the robe off the figure... only to see standing before her was Ana, with her cat sitting on her head (and a giant fake beard attached to the cat's head). A surprised Enid then yelled, "Ana!?" Then an excited Ana grinned as she put on a pair of sunglasses and loudly proclaimed, "I have come here to chew bubblegum, and kick ass... and I am all out of bubblegum!" Then Ana immediately took out a large flamethrower, and began shooting fire at all of the creatures surrounding her. All of the creatures began to scream in pain, as an overjoyed Ana yelled, "These are holy flamethrowers I had blessed by ten priests you bitches! Yes, I am using fire to fight demons in hell; which I call peak irony!"

Enid moved close to Ana, and looked at her with surprise as she said, "Ana, you shouldn't have come here. What about guarding the portal, and..." Ana interrupted Enid as she said, "Sorry mom, but I couldn't leave my family here in hell without me coming in to help. Right Stormageddon the Conqueror?" Ana's cat still sat on Ana's head as he excitedly said, "Rowr!" Then Enid's grandmother yelled, "You repulsive little girl! Acting like you're on the side of good, while falsely claiming to be someone so evil!" Then a grinning Ana pointed her flamethrower forward as she said, "Good, bad... I'm the girl with the flamethrower!" Then Ana immediately shot flames at her great-grandmother, which immediately caused her to face burn. As Enid's grandmother screamed in pain, a smirking Ana said, "Groovy!" Then Ana turned her head to look at Enid while saying, "Okay mom. Just step back and let me handle this." Enid reluctantly backed away as she said, "It's so hard to admit my daughter is better at fighting off demons in hell than I am."

Then as Enid stood on the sidelines, Enid's grandmother (still in great pain) yelled, "Everyone, attack that dangerous teenage girl! From this moment forward, all of hell is at war with her!" Then a glaring Ana said, "Don't push it. I'll give you a war you wouldn't believe." Then Ana began to use her flamethrower to shoot larger flames at the many creatures of hell that were running at her. Then as Ana's cat jumped to the ground, an excited Ana tossed her phone to the ground (right next to her cat) as she said, "Stormagedon the Conqueror, you're in charge of music. Turn on my 1970's music playlist. Start with the second track by Boney M." Ana's cat hit a few buttons on Ana's phone. Then 1970's music began to play as Ana began to dance her feet to it. Ana's cat (still wearing his large Rasputin beard) happily jumped up and down to the music. Meanwhile Ana continued to shoot flames at the creatures of hell as she gleefully sang, "Ra-Ra-Rasputin, lover of the Russian queen. There was a CAT that really was gone! Ra-Ra-Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine. It was a shame how he carried on!" Then Ana and her cat continued to dance to the music, while Ana continued to fire at all of the hell beasts trying to attack her.

***

Wednesday was running through hell as fast as she could. As she ran, Wednesday kept checking behind her to see if anyone was following her. Eventually Wednesday stopped to catch her breath... and then began to loosen the collar on her shirt as she could feel the heat of the flames filled in hell begin to finally touch her. Wednesday remained still for a moment... and then began to walk towards a nearby cave. However as Wednesday entered the cave, suddenly she heard a male voice say, "Wednesday?" Wednesday immediately turned her head and saw chained to a nearby wall was a teenage boy. As Wednesday walked closed to the teenage boy to examine his face, her eyes widened as she said, "Tyler!?"

An exhausted looking Tyler remained still (while still chained to a wall) as he said, "My God! Wednesday!? I never thought I'd see you again. What are you doing here?" Wednesday, despite her eyes being wider than usual, kept a calm demeanor as she said, "I could ask the same of you." Tyler glanced at his chains as he said, "Oh, these. Yeah, Laurel chained me here. She didn't necessarily enjoy how I turned on her awhile back." A curious Wednesday then asked, "She didn't attempt to control you again?" Tyler made a tiny smile as he said, "You can't take control of a Hyde a second time in hell. So what are you doing here?"

Wednesday paused for a moment... and then said, "Trying to find my family which has been taken captive in this domain. When I made a psychic connection with them recently, I could sense my wife was in some type of arena." Tyler then looked at Wednesday directly as he said, "There's only one arena in the upper area of hell. I can take you there. Just free me and I'll show you the way." Wednesday then took out her sword... but paused as she looked at Tyler with anger.

Tyler sighed, and then said, "Look, I know there's tons of crazy history between us. I screwed with you multiple times, but you know I'm not all bad. That was my crazy Hyde DNA screwing with me. But I'm a completely regular looking person now; just like I was when you first me. Please Wednesday... let me make up for some of the pain I caused you." Wednesday paused for another moment... and then used her sword to slash away the chains holding Tyler. As a freed Tyler began to stretch his arms, a determined looking Wednesday said, "Show me the path now."

***

In another area of hell, Harmony was being held down to the ground by four lizard creatures, with her head pushed against a rock. One large lizard creature then held an axe over Harmony's head as he said, "Prepared to experience the rest of eternity with no body; forever cursed in pain." With tears in her eyes, Harmony softly said, "Megan... I'm sorry." Then the lizard creature raised their axe up high... but suddenly an arrow was shot through their body. The lizard creature screamed in pain as he said, "Who dares!?" Then just as the lizard creature turned their head, a larger arrow was shot right through their head; sending them falling to the ground. Then Harmony turned her head, and saw running towards her was Megan holding a crossbow (while wearing a blue cloak) as she screamed, "Get the hell away from my fiance!"

As the other creatures looked startled for a moment, Harmony pushed the creatures off of her, quickly grabbed an axe she found on the ground, and immediately used it to decapitate two of the other lizard creatures near her. Then as Megan ran towards Harmony, six more lizard creatures ran out of a nearby cave, and immediately tried to jump at Megan. Megan then fired several arrows from her crossbow at the creatures coming at her. However when several of them got too close, Megan pulled out a sword she has concealed behind her, and immediately decapitated the remaining lizard creatures. Harmony meanwhile kicked the remaining two lizard creatures attacking her, and used her axe to chop them both in half.

Harmony and Megan then eagerly ran towards each other as an excited Harmony yelled, "Megan!" Megan meanwhile ran towards Harmony with utter joy as she yelled, "Harmony!" However suddenly the ground began to open between the two women, and a giant mole monster with giant fangs emerged from ground as it screamed, "No one is allowed to run on the ground in my domain and live!" Then a furious Megan yelled, "Nothing else is keeping me from the woman I love!" Then Megan took out of her pocket a large grenade, and then threw it at the mole monster. The mole monster (seeing the grenade was coming at it) tried to run away... but then it's body exploded just as the grenade hit it. Then an overjoyed Harmony and Megan ran into each other's arms and immediately kissed one another (with the giant explosion caused from the grenade lighting up the area around them).

After Harmony and Megan held each other and kissed for a long moment, Harmony eventually stopped kissing Megan as she asked, "What are you doing here?" A smiling Megan then said, "Well considering you came to hell to save me when you thought I was down here, it only made sense to try to save you. Besides... we are still having a wedding this weekend, right?" Harmony grinned as she said, "Honestly, can we have it on Friday instead? Everyone should already be in town by then, right?" Megan smirked as she said, "Deal. But with that being said... why did you think I was in hell instead of heaven?" Harmony made a little sigh, and then said, "Well... considering how screwed up my family is, I wasn't sure if loving someone of the Addams lineage had condemned your soul or something. Plus... my mother only had a portal to hell, not heaven. So... even if it was an unlikely shot... I still had to find you." Megan blushed a bit, gave Harmony a quick kiss on the lips, and then said, "Thank you." Then a curious Harmony asked, "Wait. Did you come down here alone?" Megan then casually said, "No. I came down here with Ana. She went to go save your mom, and knowing Ana... she probably has everything taken care of."

***

Ana was busy dancing to disco music as she was shooting her flamethrower at every beast in hell that tried to attack her. Then as Ana's cat danced next to Ana, more 1970's music was playing on Ana's phone. So as Ana continued to shoot flames at her enemies, she happily sang, "Burn, baby burn! Disco inferno! Burn, baby burn! Burn that mother down!" Then as Enid watched on the sidelines, she yelled, "Ana, what's with the disco music!?" Then a gleeful Ana yelled, "Well... I know they say disco is dead... but this is hell! So this is the perfect place to play it!" Then Ana's cat happily jumped up and yelled, "Rowr!"

***

Tyler led through Wednesday through what appeared to be a wasteland of hell. However the two eventually reached a cliff. The two saw a large army of creatures and denizens of hell walking aimlessly through the lower wasteland at the bottom of the cliff. As Tyler pointed down, he said, "Beyond that crowd is the stadium where the rest of your family should be. Do you see it in the distance?" Wednesday then walked closer to the edge of the cliff as she tried to see what was beyond the horizon. However, Wednesday suddenly froze for a moment, and then immediately turned around as she saw Tyler running at her with knife. Wednesday immediately kicked the knife out of Tyler's hands. Tyler however suddenly transformed into his Hyde body and immediately pushed Wednesday hard to the ground. An angry Wednesday then said, "I thought you were a regular person again."

Then suddenly Wednesday heard Laurel Gates' voice say, "No. He said he was just like he was when he first met you." Then Wednesday turned her head and saw Laurel walking towards her; with her father Ansel, her brother Garrett, and Joseph Crackstone not far behind her. Wednesday glared at Laurel as she said, "It's quite unoriginal to use the same pawn and plan twice against me." Then a grinning Laurel said, "And yet it worked again! I can't believe you keep falling for reruns Wednesday! But yes, I was able to put Tyler completely under my control once more. Now then Wednesday, I let you run away in fear for awhile... but how shall we end this?" Then a smiling Joseph Crackstone said, "I'd enjoy watching her body be thrown off a cliff." Then Ansel Gates took out a sword as he said, "How about eternal pain from decapitation." Then a grinning Laurel said, "Or... we do as ancient Romans did, and ask the crowds for their opinion."

Then Laurel turned to Joseph Crackstone as she said, "My dear ancestor, you've been down here far longer than I, and thus have more connections. Would you please call upon every beast and denizen in hell to come watch my special little presentation I have planned. The Addams name is quite famous down in this domain, so I'm sure everyone in hell will be so excited for a public torturing of dear Wednesday here." Joseph Crackstone glared at Laurel as he said, "I don't take orders from you girl... however... considering I had the same plan... I shall do as I already intended." Joseph Crackstone then walked away, while Laurel rolled her eyes and said, "Unfortunately, misogyny is eternal down here as well." Then as Tyler picked up Wednesday and held her arms tight, a gleeful Laurel held her arms out as she said, "Prepare yourself Wednesday... to feel eternal pain for the rest of your life... by my hand!"

***

Harmony and Megan ran towards a large stadium as Megan said, "Okay. This is definitely the direction I saw Ana running in before we split up. So lets see how she's doing." Harmony and Megan then walked into the stadium... and saw Ana throwing several grenades at attacking muscular men (who had horns on their head), while dancing. Harmony and Megan then walked over to Enid (who was just standing on the sidelines watching). Harmony then waved as she said, "Hey mom. We're both here." A relieved Enid immediately hugged Megan as she said, "Megan, it's good to see you're okay." Once Enid let go of her, Megan said, "Thanks. But... why aren't you helping Ana fight these creatures?" Enid crossed her arms, sighed, and then said, "Honestly... it's because I'd only get in the way at this point."

Meanwhile Ana continued to have music playing on her phone, while her cat danced to it. Then as Ana threw more grenades at the attacking muscular horned men, the explosions caused body parts of the destroyed men to start flying into the air. Then as the body parts of the men rained down, a gleeful Ana sang, "It's raining men! Hallelujah, it's raining men! Amen!" Then Ana suddenly took out a large bomb and threw it at the last of attacking muscular horned men; causing a huge explosion which caused blood and gore to fly into the air. Then as the blood came raining down on her, Ana happily sang, "I'm gonna go out, I'm gonna let myself get... absolutely soaking wet!" Meanwhile as Enid just watched the entire scene with a horrified face, she said, "When Wednesday first said she was pregnant... I had a nightmare of how a child with both my DNA and hers would turn out.. and this is exactly what my nightmare looked like."

Then as an excited Ana realized all her enemies were defeated, she looked at Enid while happily yelling, "Mom, this place is awesome! Can we come back here every year on my birthday!?" Then suddenly a heavily burnt body began to rise from the ground, and it began to speak in the voice of Enid's grandmother as it said, "Quite impressive great-granddaughter. Despite not carrying the werewolf gene, you fight like a ferocious beast, and truly are worthy to be part of my clan. Join me Ana, and together we can rule all of hell itself!" Then Ana rolled her eyes and said, "Are you seriously trying the Darth Vader speech on me? No thanks old woman." Then Ana turned, and began to walk away. However as Ana began to walk off, Enid's grandmother angerly said, "Don't defy me great-granddaughter. Even in hell, I have influence on what happens on Earth... especially with those on the astral plane. If you don't join me... then perhaps I'll use my resources to pull your new little ghost friend down here for all eternity!"

Then with a look of sudden anger and hatred on her face, Ana pointed her flamethrower at her great-grandmother at point black range, and immediately fired flames at her. Enid's grandmother shrieked in pain as her body began to deteriorate. Ana kept the flames going from her weapon for over a minute... until the body of her great-grandmother was nothing but a pile of dust. Ana then turned off her flamethrower, and with an angry face turned away. Then Ana looked at Enid, Harmony, and Megan while saying, "Okay. Lets go find mother."

***

A large crowd of nearly every individual that could stand in hell was gathered together near the bottom of a cliff. Everyone looked up at Laurel Gates, who happily looked down at the crowd that was larger than the eye could see. Nearby, Tyler was holding Wednesday tight with his hands; while standing near them was Joseph Crackstone, Ansel Gates, and Garrett Gates. Laurel then held her arms out before the crowd as she loudly proclaimed, "Demons, denizens, and beasts... today is a glorious day in hell! Many individuals on Earth over the eons have become quite notorious for evading our attacks and our desires to torture them here for eternity. However today, I captured our great white whale! I have captured the one individual no one thought was possible to defeat or bring down to hell. But now she is here amongst us. I bring you... Wednesday Addams!" Then Laurel had Tyler bring Wednesday over to the side of the cliff where everyone could see her.

As the crowd silently watched, a crazed Laurel yelled, "Oh, the journey to bring her here was so long! I nearly killed her when she was a teenager, but failed. My entire family tried to kill her parents before she was even born, but failed. Even my great ancestor Joseph Crackstone tried to kill this girls' ancestor: Goody Addams long ago, and failed. But finally... hell's most infamous enemy stands before us here in our domain!" Then Laurel turned to look at Wednesday as she said, "So Wednesday... any last words?" Wednesday's face remained frozen for a moment... but then slowly... Wednesday began to smile... and then Wednesday suddenly... began to laugh. Then Wednesday's smile began to grow larger as she began to laugh harder and harder. A very worried and angry Laurel then said, "Why are you laughing!? You're Wednesday Addams! You never laugh! Answer me girl! Why are you laughing!?"

Then Wednesday turned to look at Laurel as she slyly said, "You don't get it. If all of hell so desires me to be here... then why hasn't Lucifer himself shown up to get a front seat to this event? Has it occurred to you - that he never wanted me here in the first place!?" Laurel looked shocked and confused as she said, "What!?" Then Wednesday casually said, "Satin himself knows that if I ever ended up down here one day, I'd take his job and would be running the place in less than a week. That's why the devil made a deal with God years ago, and used every last favor he had to ensure that when I do die one day, no matter what: I would get a free pass to heaven. I know that there are indeed many individuals here in hell that do want to torture me for all time... but they know they could never pull it off. You on the other hand... you just admitted that your family wasn't able to kill me when I was younger, or kill my parents, or kill my ancestors. So if everyone else in hell knows they can't take their anger out on me... then the next best person they'll want to take their anger out on... is you!"

Suddenly the sounds of yelling were heard. Laurel looked down, and saw every individual in hell was trying to climb up the cliff towards her as they screamed. Laurel panicked as she yelled, "No, no! This was supposed to be my day of victory!" Then Wednesday smirked as she said, "Whoever thought it was better to try to rule in hell than serve in heaven, clearly never counted the cost of that choice." As Laurel began to looked furious, she glared at Wednesday while yelling, "You! You planned this all along, didn't you?" Wednesday sounded both casual and confidant as she said, "It honestly only took me three seconds to come up with this simple set up as soon as I saw you. It didn't take much work though. I ran away towards these cliffs acting scared, you got over confidant, and then your ego did the rest." Then an angry Laurel glared at Wednesday as she yelled, "Well I can still have you suffer in pain with me! Tyler, tear this girl apart!" Then just as Tyler raised his hand up... suddenly a sword went through Tyler. Tyler was caught off guard, as a figure then kicked him off the nearby cliff.

Laurel's eyes then widened as she realized the person that stabbed Tyler, and was now pointing a sword at her... was her brother Garrett. Joseph Crackstone then ran at Garrett with a staff out as he yelled, "Traitor!" However Garrett was able to lunge at Joseph Crackstone, and then sent him over the nearby cliff as well. Laurel looked confused as she said, "Garret... why!?" Then as Garrett got in front of Wednesday, he glared at Laurel while saying, "Because sister, I've experienced how single-focused hatred ruins lives... and I'm sick of watching it!" Then as Ansel Gates stepped towards Garrett, he yelled, "Don't turn on your family boy! You still have a chance to prove to me that you're worthy to be called my son!" Then Garrett yelled, "No dad! You turned on our family! Your hatred ruined us! Well, no more!" Then Garrett glanced at Wednesday as he said, "Wednesday... tell your mother... I'm sorry for everything."

Then both Laurel and Ansel ran at Garrett with swords out. Garrett quickly took out his own sword and began to fight both his father and sister. Wednesday backed away, as she saw coming up a nearby hill was Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Megan. A relieved but still concerned Enid said, "Wednesday, are you okay? What's going on? There's a huge army coming this way!" Wednesday looked at her family as she plainly said, "I know. We need to get back to the portal now!" Then Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Megan ran away from the scene as fast as they could. However as Laurel watched the five run off, she yelled, "No! Get back here!" However Laurel was soon distracted by her brother attacking her with a sword.

***

Wednesday, Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Megan ran as fast as they could through hell. As they ran, several beasts ran at them. With immediate ease: Ana fired her flamethrower at them, Enid and Harmony used their wolf claws to slash through them, Megan fired arrows from her cross bow at them, and Wednesday tore apart every enemy with her sword. Soon, the five saw the portal ahead of them. Enid glanced at her watch as she said, "We only got about two minutes before the portal closes! Come on everyone! Move!" The five then ran as fast as they could to the portal. Then just as they were several feet from the portal... jumping down from a nearby small cliff was Laurel Gates and her father Ansel. The two immediately jumped onto Wednesday's back and pushed her to the ground. Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Megan stopped, and then looked back at Wednesday. A panicked Enid yelled, "Wednesday!" A smiling Ansel then said, "We finished off that boy that claimed to be my son... and now we're going to finish you!" As a grinning Laurel held her sword over Wednesday, she said, "You may claim hell doesn't want you here... but I think no one will mind once you're reduced to tons of little bitty pieces for all eternity!"

Then just as Laurel began to thrust her sword down... suddenly both Laurel and Ansel were decapitated by two swords. As Ansel's body fell, it was revealed standing behind him holding a sword out... was Larissa Weems. Everyone looked surprised, as Enid loudly said, "Principal Weems!?" Larissa Weems smiled as she said, "And I'm not alone." Then as Laurel's body fell to the ground, it was revealed standing behind her was an old woman with messy white hair. The old woman then smiled, looking directly at Wednesday as she said, "Hello my little stink bug." Suddenly, happiness went across Wednesday's face as she said, "Grandma!" Then Wednesday ran forward and happily hugged her smiling grandmother. Larissa Weems meanwhile smiled, as an excited Harmony said, "Whoa! You mean... that's the famous Great-Grandmama Addams!?" Wednesday then let go of her grandmother, with tears in her eyes as she said, "Grandma, I..." Wednesday's grandmother then said, "Oh, there's nothing to be said. We did plenty of that when I was alive. All you need to know is... I am so proud of you Wednesday. You have become such a strong woman, and have such a wonderful family there."

Then suddenly everyone heard the sound of loud screams. Everyone turned their heads and saw a large army of hell beasts was coming towards them. An angry Ana then said, "Err. Just as I ran out of explosives!" A panicked Enid then said, "My God! The portal may be about to close, but if even a few of those beasts get through to the mortal plain..." Then Larissa Weems and Wednesday's grandmother turned to face the beasts, as Larissa Weems said, "We'll hold them off for you." A concerned Wednesday then said, "But grandma, can't you..." Wednesday's grandmother smirked as she said, "Don't worry Wednesday. I'm having the time of my life living down here. You go live your life with that amazing family you got." Wednesday paused for a moment... and then backed away as she said, "Lets go." Then Enid, Harmony, Ana, and Megan quickly went through the portal. However just before Wednesday went through the portal, Larissa Weems said, "Oh, Ms Addams?" Wednesday then turned to look back at Larissa Weems as she said, "Yes, Principal Weems?" Larissa Weems smiled as she said, "Tell your mother I loved her... with all my heart." Wednesday nodded her head... and then stepped through the portal.

***

In the basement of her home, Wednesday stepped through the portal to where she saw the rest of her family waiting for her. Wednesday turned to look back at the portal as everyone heard the sounds of screams and slashes coming from it. Then after several moments went by... the portal closed. A concerned looking Megan then asked, "Those sounds we heard... was that..." Wednesday then made a small smirk as she said, "That... was the sounds of enemies being defeated by a member of the Addams Family... and someone who is an honorary member of it. So with that being said... let us focus now on extending our family tomorrow." Harmony and Megan then held hands as they glanced at one another with very happy faces. Meanwhile as Ana noticed this, she rolled her eyes while saying, "Oh God, it's gonna get so loud tonight in this house, isn't it?" Then Ana's cat suddenly poked his head out a bag Ana was carrying. Ana then glanced at her cat as she said, "It's safe to come out now Stormageddon the Conqueror. Come on. I'm crashing at your place tonight." Then Ana carried her cat out of the basement.

***

The next morning, Harmony and Megan lay naked together in bed. As the morning sun shined into the room, Megan opened her eyes and looked happy as she saw a pleased Harmony was resting her head on her pillow while gazing upon her. The two women starred into each other's eyes... as Harmony's smile began to grow. A curious Megan then said, "What?" A grateful Harmony then said, "Nothing... or rather... everything. I... I really thought I was never going to see you again. The future family I saw we'd have one day... I thought I had lost it. I thought I lost you. I thought I lost everything." Megan then reached out and held Harmony's hands as she said, "We may lose each other for real one day... but now we know, we are literally willing to fight all of hell itself to prevent that from happening. I'm with you Harmony... now and forever." Harmony and Megan then moved their faces forward and kissed one another.

***

Later that day near at an outdoor pavilion in the park, many began to gather for the wedding. Eventually Wednesday walked onto the scene in an elegant black and white dress, while Enid walked beside her in an old fashioned pink and white dress. Ana meanwhile followed behind them while wearing a sleeveless long purple dress, while Ana's cat sat on her shoulder wearing a mini tuxedo and tiny top hat. As the three began to see many walking stacks of hair moving about, a confused Ana asked, "What's with all the walking wigs around here?" Enid then glared at Ana as she said, "Ana! Those are your distant cousins!" A confused Ana then said, "They are!?" Wednesday raised one eyebrow as she said, "Cousin Itt apparently has far more children than we originally believed. Speaking of which, he seems to be arriving now."

Meanwhile nearby: walking out of a small car was Cousin Itt. At the same time a limo pulled up right behind Cousin Itt's car, and stepping out of it were Gomez, Morticia, Lurch, and Thing. A smiling Gomez then approached Cousin Itt as he said, "Cousin Itt! Good to see you!" Cousin Itt looked at Gomez and Morticia as he said, "Rmfdf dsmdd jwpozs mdasm." Then Morticia looked up as she said, "Yes, it is a shame this wedding has to be on a sunny day... but it can still be an enjoyable occasion no matter what the weather. You should know that. You've been married nine times now." Then Cousin Itt looked down as he regretfully said, "Rnd hgfss smdmd tsldyc fmsafdn." Then a surprised Gomez said, "What!? You and Morgana broke up!? I thought she really loved you." Cousin Itt sighed, and then said, "Fnds fldfn dfo gjgr erogr ejd asdlm." Then Morticia sighed, and sadly said, "Well Cousin Itt, that's what happens when you keep trying to have six secret mistresses while married. People are eventually going to find out you have thirty children born from forty three different women."

Gomez, Morticia, Lurch, and Thing then walked over to where Wednesday, Enid, and Ana were standing. A smiling Gomez then said, "Hello everyone. Is everything all set up for the Mamushka dance? We are still doing it, right?" Ana then chuckled as she said, "Yes grandpa. Harmony and Megan aren't cutting that tradition out of their wedding; like mom and mother did at theirs. However Harmony and Megan say they have another song they want to do before the Mamushka... but I still don't know what it is." Meanwhile Thing ran over and climbed it's way onto Wednesday's shoulder, and quickly showed resting on his fingers were two wedding rings. Wednesday raised her eyebrows as she said, "I see you brought Harmony and Megan's wedding rings here as instructed. Well done Thing."

Then another limo pulled up nearby... and stepping out of it was Megan alongside her father Max. Megan wore an elegant but simple white dress with a veil, while Max wore a simple black tuxedo. Megan and Max then approached the Addams Family, as a smiling Megan said, "Hey everyone. My dad insisted that he didn't want to just walk me down the aisle, but he also wanted to walk me the whole way here." Enid smiled as she looked at Max while saying, "We get it. Letting go is hard to do." Max then looked at Wednesday, Enid, and Ana as he said, "Well, even though we're talking about letting go... I have you all to thank for bringing this blushing bride back. So... thank you... for giving me back my daughter." Then Wednesday kept a straight face as she said, "Of course. It's the least we could do for the young lady that shall soon become our daughter as well." Then a smiling Max held Megan's hand as he said, "Okay Megan... just a few more minutes of you being my baby girl." Megan smiled warmly as she said, "Oh, dad..."

Gomez meanwhile looked at Lurch as he said, "Come on Lurch. Lets go spot some good seats. Any creaky ones that are ready to fall apart would be preferable." Then as Gomez and Lurch walked away, a smiling Enid said, "Hey Ana; lets go check on how your sister is doing. You can come with us too Thing. We have so much gossip to catch up on. Also, you gotta tell me all about that nice foot you're dating now." Thing then jumped on Enid's shoulder as the two walked away; while Ana and her cat followed them. Soon it was just Wednesday and Morticia standing together. Morticia then looked at Wednesday as she calmly said, "I hear you had quite the adventure recently." Wednesday stood still as she said, "Indeed... and while on my adventure... I encountered Garrett Gates... and Grandmama... and Principal Weems." Morticia tried to remain calm and poised, but her eyes widened very greatly as she said, "You did, did you?"

Wednesday looked directly at mother as she said, "Garrett wished to convey his apologies for everything he did long ago. Grandmama meanwhile seemed quite content with the state of her afterlife, as did Principal Weems. The three of them saved us mother... and kept literal hell on Earth from being unleashed. However right before I left them... Principal Weems wanted you to know... that she loved you... with all her heart." Morticia stood silently for a moment as she put a hand over her heart... and then after the silent moment passed, Morticia said, "I knew." Then Wednesday looked at her mother curiously as she said, "As difficult and odd as this question sounds... I feel obliged to ask mother... had you not met father and married him all those years ago... would you have chosen Larissa?" Morticia again stood silent for a long moment... and then had a somewhat sad look in her eyes as she said, "I don't know."

***

As the beginning of the wedding was almost ready, everyone was getting seated. Seats sat all around an outdoor stage, but everyone was sitting on just one side of the stage (leaving the seats behind the stage empty). As everyone began to get seated, Enid was the first to sit in the front. Suddenly, Enid noticed her mother walking towards her. Enid's mother then sat down next to Enid as she said, "Hello Enid." Enid smiled as she said, "Hey mom. Where's dad?" Enid's mom rolled her eyes as she said, "Rounding up all your nephews. They're a bigger handful than even your brothers were at that age." Enid chuckled for a moment... and then made a serious face as she said, "Um... mom?" Enid's mother then casually said, "Yes?" Enid took a deep breath... and then said, "I know me and you didn't see eye to eye while I was growing up. We argued a lot, and I felt hurt by how much pressure you were always putting on me... but I think I now realize... you were just doing what you felt was best for me. I don't condone all the ways you treated me... but I realize now... you were trying to act like a better parent than the way your mother must've treated you. So thank you for that... and thank you for having me mom." Enid's mother made a small smile... and then put her hands over Enid's hands as she said, "Thanks kiddo."

Soon Enid's father sat down nearby; and then the majority of the entire Addams Family sat down nearby as well. Then Lurch sat down at a nearby organ... and began to play the traditional wedding march. Everyone turned their heads and saw Harmony walking down the aisle as Wednesday walked beside her. As Harmony walked beside her mother, she wore a light purple dress, while holding a bouquet of flowers. As the two walked together, Harmony glanced at Wednesday as she said, "Is all the bright stuff here bothering your mother?" Wednesday kept a straight face as she said, "I will tolerate it... for today only." Soon the two reached the center stage, and Wednesday went over to sit down next to Enid. Then Megan was walked down the aisle by her father Max. When the two reached the center stage, Max tearfully stepped away from Megan. As Max sat down with the rest of his family, a smiling Megan quickly waved to her mother, brother, and grandmother. Harmony and Megan then both happily stood on the stage together looking out at their families.

Then an older dark skinned man in a suit walked onto the stage and stood near Harmony and Megan. The older man then looked at everyone as he said, "Hello everyone. For those that don't know me, I'm Megan's grandfather; or as most of my family call me: Grandpa Winston. I was asked to perform this wedding by both families because... well, I've seen a lot of strange stuff in my day, and I also understand the importance of mixed heritage. You see my granddaughter Megan here doesn't just come from a white father and black mother. She also has ancestry from Ireland, England, and Scotland on her father's side of the family, and ancestry from Nigeria, Ghana, and Puerto Rico from me and her mother's side of the family. Harmony meanwhile comes from a family of psychics and werewolves that come from all over the world on both sides of her family. Now some people feel these differences would bring conflict to a family... but I instead see strength. I see two young women who have taken the best parts of the different worlds they came from, and have found a way to bring them together to improve not just their lives; but others as well. It's an example we can all truly learn a great deal from. Now then... I believe Harmony and Megan have some words to say to the other."

Harmony and Megan then looked into each other's eyes, as a smiling Harmony said, "Actually... we don't have many more words to say to each other... because our actions lately have already said plenty." A smiling Megan then said, "Yeah. However, as part of this wedding ceremony..." Megan then held out a bag of nuts as she said, "These are Kola nuts that I wish to share with you Harmony. They are a traditional food that were shared at weddings by my Nigerian ancestors, which I had blessed by my parents' church pastor earlier. They have a very bitter taste... but I know we can handle any bitter things that comes our way as long as we handle them together." Megan then handed Harmony a nut, and together both women slowly ate one nut at the same time.

Then Megan took out a pair of scissors; while a happy Harmony said, "And now to honor the ancient tradition that many Addams Family women did centuries ago... Megan, I offer you to cut away all the petals from my flowers I have brought with me... for even when something seems old, ugly, and lifeless... there is still great beauty to be found within it... just as I vow to always see the beauty in you no matter what time does to our bodies." Harmony held her flowers out, and then Megan immediately cut all the petals off with the scissors.

Then Grandpa Winston stepped forward as he said, "Now... the rings, please." Very quickly, Thing rushed towards the stage with two rings sitting on top of his bare wrist. Harmony then picked up the rings as she said, "Thank you Uncle Thing." Then as Harmony and Megan put their wedding rings on each other's fingers, Megan said, "Just as my father said to my mother on her wedding day, I now say to you... With this ring I thee wed, and all my worldly goods I thee endow. In sickness and in health, in poverty or in wealth, 'til death do us part."

Then Harmony took out a talisman with the picture of a werewolf head on it; which also had a large ribbon attached to it. Harmony wrapped the ribbon attached to the talisman around both her wrist and Megan's. A smiling Harmony then said, "And now Megan, in the words of my werewolf ancestors... as a descendant of the Sinclair pack, I ask you to join our mighty family; and in exchange I vow to have my heart and soul bound to yours for all time. Do you accept my eternal offer?" A grinning Megan then said, "I do."

Then Grandpa Winston looked at Harmony as he said, "And Harmony... will you have Megan to be your lawfully wedded wife. Will you comfort and keep her, forsaking all others as long as you both shall live?" A very happy Harmony then said, "I do." Then a grinning Megan said, "You so better, because I so do as well." Everyone laughed a bit, as a smiling Grandpa Winston said, "Then by the power invested me, I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may kiss your bride." Then Harmony and Megan immediately kissed one another as everyone watching immediately began to clap and cheer; while some of Harmony's werewolf family members began to howl loudly into the sky. Harmony and Megan then turned to look at their large extended family as they both smiled while hugging one another.

Then after a long moment of looking at the families, Harmony and Megan turned to look at Grandpa Winston as Harmony said, "Thank you so much Grandpa Winston... and as a thank you for your services, you can have first dibs on busting out the pork chops at the reception." Grandpa Winston pumped his fist into air as he said, "Thank you! How did you know I love pork chops so much!?" Megan giggled a bit, and then said, "Hey. Everyone knows the great Winston Zeddemore always loves busting out the pork chops before anyone." Grandpa Winston chuckled as he said, "Well, as I've been saying in my line of work since the 80's... bustin' makes me feel good."

***

As the wedding reception began, many members of the different families were eating and interacting with one another. Meanwhile Ana was sitting at a small table in a corner drinking some soda while all alone. Suddenly Ana noticed two teenage girls running towards her as they yelled, "Ana!" Ana looked surprised, as she immediately recognized the girls and said, "Emmy! Sophia!" Ana then quickly jumped up and hugged her two friends. Once she let go of them, a curious Ana said, "Hey. How have you both been? How is college life going? We miss you at Nevermore." A smiling Sophia said, "We miss you all too. As for how we're doing... well... we don't want to overshadow Harmony and Megan's big day with what's going on in our life, so..." Then an overexcited Emmy held up her hand (showing a diamond ring on it) as she said, "We're getting married too! We actually were both planning to propose the same night! Then we both found the ring the other was hiding at the same moment, and it was so romantic!" Sophia rolled her eyes, but smiled as she said, "We're both so excited, it's hard to keep it in." A wide eyed and amazed Ana said, "Wow. That's amazing! I'm so happy for you two." Then a curious Emmy asked, "So, Ana... any special person in your life now? Think you might be the next person to have a wedding after ours?" Ana made a little sigh, then tried to smile, but had a little pain in her voice as she said, "Well... there is somebody I like... but I don't know if a wedding could ever work for us. It's complicated. However, today... I'm just happy for my sister... who is starting her own family now."

Soon Harmony and Megan stepped up onto a nearby stage together, and while holding a microphone: Megan said, "Hello everyone! Hi. Can everyone hear us?" As everyone began to quiet down, a happy Harmony spoke into a microphone as she said, "Thank you everyone for being here. Today isn't just a day about the two of us... it's also about family looking out for one another, and supporting each other." Then a smiling Megan said, "So, for the first song the two of us want to sing and dance to as a married couple... we didn't want to pick a song we felt was best for just us. Rather... we wanted to pick a song that we felt was best for our entire extended family." Then as Megan walked over to a nearby music player, a smiling Harmony looked at everyone as she said, "So after thinking long and hard about it... we decided to go with a recommendation that the first important girl in my life gave me... and that important girl would be my twin sister Ana. Okay, hit it Megan!"

Then Megan pressed play on a device she had connected to the sound system, while Ana sat in the corner of the room looking confused. Techno music began to slowly play as the lights in the room darkened, but a spotlight went on the stage. Harmony then had a big smile on her face, as she began to sing, "My mama told me when I was young: we are all born superstars." Suddenly happy tears appeared in Ana's eyes, as she pumped her fists into the air and yelled, "YES!" Then as Ana rushed towards the stage, a happy Harmony continued to sing, "She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on, in the glass of her boudoir." Then as the music began to get more fast pace, Ana rushed onto the stage, grabbed a microphone, and then happily stood next to Harmony as she sang, "There's nothing wrong with loving who you are, she said, 'cause He made you perfect babe." Then Harmony and Ana stood back to back as they together sang, "So hold your head up girl, and you'll go far. Listen to me when I say..."

Then everyone in the room began to jump up and dance, as Harmony and Ana together sang, "I'm beautiful in my way, 'cause God makes no mistakes. I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way!" Then Megan rushed onto the stage holding a microphone as she sang, "Don't hide yourself in regret. Just love yourself and you're set." Then Harmony, Megan, and Ana together sang, "I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way!"

Meanwhile Wednesday and Enid just watched the performance from the side of the room. Enid had a big smile on her face... but as she glanced at her wife, she realized Wednesday still had her typical emotionless face. Enid made a sly smile as she said, "Come on Wednesday. Can't you act like you're just a little bit happy on our daughter's wedding day?" As Wednesday kept her face emotionless, she said, "Happiness could only occur in me if something unexpectedly pleasant occurred. However there is nothing unexpected about this day. We raised our daughter as perfectly as possible, and thus logic dictates that she would find a mate for herself as perfect as possible."

Enid then raised one eyebrow as she curiously asked, "You think we raised Harmony as perfectly as possible?" Then Wednesday raised both her eyebrows as she plainly said, "Of course. It only makes sense... since we are as perfect as possible." Enid then made a big happy smile as she said, "Oh, Wednesday..." Then Enid leaned her head forward and kissed Wednesday on the lips. Wednesday meanwhile simply wrapped one hand around Enid's back, while using her other hand to gently touch Enid's hip. However just as their long kiss ended, Enid unexpectedly began to drag Wednesday towards the stage as she happily said, "Come on! We are totally performing with our girls!"

Meanwhile on the stage: Harmony, Megan, and Ana together sang, "Ooh, there ain't no other way. Baby, I was born this way. Baby, I was born this way!" Then Enid and Wednesday rushed onto the stage; and while Wednesday remained completely silent, Enid kept an arm around her wife as she happily sang, "Ooh, there ain't no other way. Baby, I was born this way. I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way!" Then all of the women on stage (except Wednesday) happily sang, "I was born this way, hey! I was born this way, hey! I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way, hey! I was born this way, hey! I was born this way, hey! I'm on the right track baby, I was born this way, hey!" Then as the song ended, everyone in the room clapped and cheered. Harmony, Megan, and Ana simply held onto their microphones as they smiled, while Enid did a quick small curtsy. Wednesday however simply kept her hands in front of her, while her face remained in its' typically emotionless state. However... upon looking at her excited children and wife... for one brief second when no one was looking at her... Wednesday Addams finally made a content happy smile.

THE END

*Cover Picture by: @emeriart

*All Other Drawings by: @annietheartsyartist (made partially with AI)

*All "Photographs" made completely with AI

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Wing Anatomy for Monster

Since I've made the reader an Avian outcast (people with the characteristics and/or ability to turn into birds, common name from folklore) I wanted to share where I'm getting my anatomy references from

series page is linked in the title

I found this photo on a quick google search and dug into the article

The art is by Daniel Puente and I put the article link on their name.

The readers wings run very large - being able to enclose herself and/or multiple others in their hold if she so pleases, something she does to Larissa often as she's fallen for the comfort her lovers wings provide. They're larger than her arm span, and, when exposed in a resting position, can be seen over her shoulders when facing her front.

This piece (sherlock fandom hi hello i see you i miss it too. this is a sherlock fanart) from Moriartea-Cup is how I like to imagine the readers shoulder blades as well

Where the wings meet skin is a touch that I love to think about - I think that when the reader has her wings out, that there are sections by her shoulder blades that contain scattered feathers around the base, the closer they are to the blades the more feathers that appear until they erupt into wings.

When the reader has her wings concealed, I like to think that where the base of her wings are is still covered in her black, shiny like metal feathers - always giving out who she is regardless of if they're concealed, like two stripes of void along her back.

Since the wings are dark, I imagine the bird form being a Crow or a Raven (look at my username like hello LMAO). The wings are strong, a force thats enough to knock down hundred year old trees with a swipe and that can send a rush of wind with enough force to knock most enemies down. They taper down, like the image above, the closer they get to the end. Most of her feathers towards the end are longer, but along the marginal and primary coverts they run small. It's a small detail, but I think she likes to keep some of her fallen feathers, putting them in scrapbooks for frames. Sometimes she catches Larissa with some smaller ones in her updo, dark feathers pinned along strips of silver - she loves to catch it, her heart full that she displays their relationship to all. Larissa definately has a necklace of a feather that fell off during their first date, one she had duplicated in the same white as her hair to give the reader a matching one to represent her.

Her nails can turn into sharp talons whenever she pleases, but the harder material along her fingertips are always black as well, unless painted over by a lively student who loves pinks and blues (i love Enid). They can cut through almost anything.

Since she's traveled around the world, it's hard not to imagine her wings are untouched. Scars, small and big, litter the place where her skin and the feathers meet. The ones on her wings show with no color, the feathers still growing but in white instead of the signature black.

Her true form hasn't been revealed in the story, but can be both big and small - it just depends on the situation at hand. I add that it wasn't revealed in the story to have Larissa pick up heavily on her other characteristics. The description of the monster in the story running large with sharp claws, something fast and almost barely seen.

Thanks for reading this if you took the time to. Character building is so fun for me and I love digging into aspects of each one, even if they're small. I hoped this helped with any visuals that I described in the first chapter - there may be more to come. Heres the link to the series page if you're interested in reading it :)

Thanks for indulging me

~ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐯𝐲𝐧

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Stubborn, single minded and obsessive (15176 words) by miliamin Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Wednesday (TV 2022) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Wednesday Addams/Enid Sinclair Characters: Wednesday Addams, Enid Sinclair Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - High School, nevermore is not a boarding school alright, Autistic Wednesday Addams, Enid Sinclair Has ADHD, Panic Attacks, Anxiety Disorder, Underage Drinking, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Fluff, Angst, Fluff and Angst Summary: After a full school year Enid can’t really call it a hyperfixation. Or a simple crush really. But falling for an anti-social girl means that the two months of summer break will be enough of a strength test on these feelings to either get rid of them or solidify it as ‘love’, dooming Enid for an unrequited high school cliche. If only Wednesday didn’t develop a sudden habit for window break-ins demanding favors.

First chapter excerpt:

The first time Enid fell in love was during AP Calculus class. Starting at a math quiz even. One of many that year. This teacher loved to give five minute quizzes out of nowhere with so little time being justified by the fact that it was multiple answer papers. Real chance of passing by just guessing. 

There was no chance of passing if just looking at the questions made you freeze and lose all semblance of thought. So little time. So many of those failed already. Enid was screwed. Mom found one with a big red F on them and yelled at her for hours. How she needs to pass all of her AP classes with better grades. How she’s always a disappointment. How she needs to stop being a failure. How she needs to get better. 

There was no getting better when her brain started to swim instead of thinking. Words and numbers jumbling together and not making sense, ticking of the clock speeding up impossibly. 

TICKTICKTICKTICKTICK. 

She could never do anything properly. 

Never.

Never.  

Never. 

Air was heavy and moving sluggishly out of her, requiring all energy spent on getting it in and out. Not enough oxygen. Even her lungs were failing to do their job. Her mouth completely dried up. Her heart beat so fast it hurt.  She felt as if she could fall down any moment. But she couldn’t move. Only clutch at her pen and be stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

The test paper slid away from her. Of course the time was up and she failed already. Of course-

The paper moved only slightly to the left and a tan hand deftly picked up the pen from her hand. Quickly filling out boxes and then moving the quiz back in front of her. Cold fingers moving up from her wrist, pressing on the muscles to relax so a pen can be put back into the nearest hand of the owner.

Enid instead tried to hold onto them. With all her strength. They squeezed back, tightly and repositioned them under the desk.

Wednesday didn’t try to free herself the whole rest of class. Even after Enid's breath evened out. Or to be able to write with her usual right hand. Enid felt guilty because it wasn’t like her dominant being free meant she wrote anything. She was so exhausted all she could do was examine the blue veins, tiny scars and manicured black nails on the tether that kept her still in this world. The coldness of the skin made reality easier to latch onto. 

She was too exhausted to remember that Wednesday never needed to write down that many notes. Not until the ripping sound of paper got accompanied by being given instructions of extremely dumb downed new formulas and how to use them in a question. 

She only noticed she’s crying when she noticed wet marks discoloring the black ink. But  they were so far from being caused by pain. Blissful feeling in her chest, making breathing easy, fed on gradually disappearing coldness of skin. Like it needed it more than oxygen. Her neck tensed as she tried really hard to not look at the girl beside her and risk her crying to become noticeable beyond the stray tear or two. The feel of her firm touch was so sweetly overwhelming enough as it was. Eye contact would make her fall apart in the opposite direction.

By the end of the period their hands achieved thermal equilibrium and Enid’s heart learned a new beat.

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𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝟣{𝒲𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓇}

Warnings:coughing up blood and flower petal’s ,mention’s of possible death, jealousy

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3rd POV

all Wednesdays life she’s never found a interest in love. In fact, she hated it with a passion. She never wanted to fall in love and end up like how her parents are, she shivers at the thought of the her like that every time she pictures it.

but that changed when she meet her colorful and hyper room mate.

enid Sinclair

At first she hated her roomate and wanted to end her in her sleep, but after a while she started to have a weird feeling every time she was around them. She didn’t know what it was but decided to ignore it thinking it would go away. But of course, she was wrong.

She started to cough up blood and flower petals and it started to slightly get hard to breath, it all started on a Monday…

Wednesday was walking back to the dorms while reading a book, she wasn’t paying attention until she heard a familiar voice. “Hey Enid!” Wednesday turns around to see Tyler waving his hand at enid as she made her way over to Tyler.

When Enid got to him she gave him a tight hug “ tyler it’s good to see you!” Tyler smiled at Enid “it’s good to see you as well”

the two continued to talk but Wednesday couldn’t hear it because her ears were ringing. She clenched her jaw and fast paced to Enid s and her dorm. When she got there she was greeted by thing on her desk.

she put her stuff down on her desk and started to study for biology. When suddenly, she felt the sudden urge to cough. She couldn’t hold back the cough and continuously coughed until her throat hurt.

she feels some type of liquid and soft texture in her hands, she looks down at them only to see blood and flower petals. She looked at her hands in shock in confusion.

Thing ran over to her in worry only for her to give him her regular none expressional face “I’m fine thing.” She wiped her hands with a wipe and studied a book on diseases and sickeness to see what’s going on with her.

she looked at the pages to see if the symptoms matched. She suddenly stopped at a page that had her symptoms and reads it.

hanahaki disease

when a person coughs up flowers and blood due to a one sided love for someone. You will slowly die due to a flower growing in your lungs cutting off your oxygen supply. You can cure it with two options, one is you can remove the flower with surgery but forget about the person you fell in love with. Second is that the person you fell for returns the same feelings.

Wednesday looked at the page in disbelief, ‘ what does it mean one sided love? I don’t like anyone.’ But then she thought about Enid and Tyler.

how she hated that Tyler hugged Enid.how she hated that he talked to her.how she hated that he even looked at her.

she sighed to herself in disappointment then said to herself, “great, i fell in love with Enid Sinclair”

Time passed by and it’s been two months since Wednesday first the hanahaki disease, and she hasn’t been doing so well…

It’s a lot harder for her to breath and she commonly coughs or vomits up blood and flower petals. she doesn’t want to confess to Enid , but she doesn’t want to forget about her ethier…

Wednesday stood from her desk only for her to stumble and feel her head hurt. Everything started to get blurry as she state on the floor constantly coughing. She looked down at the flower and blood, there’s way more blood and flowers that last time.

suddenly Wednesday hears the door open to the dorm.

“what the hell.” Wednesday turns around only to see Enid standing at the door with a concerned and horrified look on her face. Wednesday started to get more dizzy as it was getting harder to stay awake…..

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Anddddd that’s part one! I know there wasn’t much Enid in here but I mostly focused on the disease part two will be full of Wenclair! But beware there will be alot of angst :]

don’t kill me for leaving you on a cliff hanger-

[katkafe]

HELLO, IVE JUST FINISHED WATCHING WEDNESDAY

because i am the biggest dumbest nerd when it comes to the addams family: ive made a crappy list of why wednesday is everything i hoped for and more and why it is absolutely fucking perfect. spoilers.

im not entirely sure on how to start slow with this one so im getting right fucking into it. enjoy reading the disaster of my thoughts on this masterpiece:

AMAZING CASTING. jenna is incredible as wednesday, catherine and luiz are the perfect morticia and gomez, i adored seeing christina ricci KICKING ASS. gwendoline christie was amazing as weems, fred armisen as fester???? lost my shit he was so perfect. i don’t think there was a single cast member i wasn’t amazed with.

no genuinely i loved all of the nevermore students

fell in love w enid so fast omg i was rooting for her so hard her arc was so awesome (her and ajax are so cute too)

rip rowan you would’ve loved wenclair

THING!!!: its not the addams family without thing, and its especially not the addams family if thing isn’t being a little shit stirrer the whole time. perfect beautiful i love him A++ 

THE WEDNESDAY/PUGSLEY DYNAMIC WAS SO ON POINT they literally have the actual best sibling dynamic

i now know that you have not lived until you’ve seen wednesday addams stuck in a love triangle. she is not a character that you would expect to have a romantic interest but now in my mind she’s just beautifully a-spec and probably demiromantic. yes obviously i love xavier.

don’t get mad at me but i don’t ship her w enid that much?? at least not romantically but hey i would not complain if we had a polycule or qpr!!!

also it was genuinely so cute to see wednesday making friends like. why was i sobbing so much when she hugged enid. holy fuck.

THE DANCE SCENE. SHES AN ICON SHES A LEGEND AND SHE IS THE MOMENT

i am referring to both her actual dancing and ofc “they couldn’t even spring for real pigs blood. its only paint.” so real.

cant even stop myself from mentioning that jenna ortega looks very hot covered in blood which happens a lot in this series. like almost every episode. jesus fucking christ i am so in love with her.

i am a huge edgar allen poe nerd so i fucking adored every little reference to his works. also the idea that he was an outcast is so real to me.

speaking of outcasts: ngl definitely could’ve come up with a better name, “outcasts” just made it sound weirdly like some awkward teen high school drama but you get used to it

wednesday’s visions were so cool??? i loved the whole goody addams thing their interactions were really cool and god i just was not expecting that at all.

ok tbh it was really weird that her name was goody, since “goody” is the puritan equivalent of “mrs.” (its short for goodwife) so idk why they did that but ok i’m still here for it

honestly in general they do a really good job of keeping you guessing. i was suspicious about almost every single character throughout the whole series. 

in retrospect i should’ve known tyler was gonna be an asshole from the start cause. i mean. his name is tyler. no offense to my tylers, but be real when have you ever seen a tv show character named tyler that wasn’t a douche. i’ll wait.

i’ve typed tyler too many times and it no longer looks like a real name

episodes are nice and long but i obviously wish the series was longer, but it was super bingable and i’m probably gonna rewatch it 3 million times until the next season inevitably comes out.

not to be dorky but i loved how every episode title was a pun w the word “woe” 

i have really horrible media literacy in the sense that i overthink EVERYTHING so to me like almost everything in that was beautifully executed symbolism and maybe it was but when i say i lost my shit when i noticed wednesday stand on enid’s side of the room and fsr thats the only example i can think of rn BUT STILL

overall 5 stars 10/10 show i cant wait for more i love the plot i love the characters i love the cast i will be recommending it to everyone ik and more

[afro-hispwriter]

ALICIA CLARK X FEM DIXON READER

After Ricks disappearance (twd) and Fixing the plane era(ftwd)

F/I- first initial

Warnings- language, implied smut

a/n- i wrote this a long time ago, its been posted on on wattpad for a while so i decided to post it on here… Enjoy!

Rick was gone, things were falling apart. Your dad, Daryl left the communities to join search parties all the way until he was the last one searching. Michonne and you wanted to keep looking but her pregnancy was to far along, and you basically took care of her and Judith. The atmosphere feels familiar just like when Carl died, you and him were best friends, you supported him in every one of this decisions even helped him get with Enid.

But this felt worse.

The person who has made sure everybody survives is dead. The man who was a mentor to you, the man who saved your father in countless occasions is dead. Morgan left almost 2 years ago and nobody heard from him. You knew Rick and him were close, he helped Rick when he came out of hospital. He deserves to know what happened and you will make sure of it.

-

"I want to go out and see the world for myself and I want to find Morgan." You said at dinner to Michonne and surprisingly who joined your dad.

"Excuse me what, you want to leave a whole state and travel to Texas just to see the world and find Morgan and for what?" Asked Michonne raising an eyebrow. Your dad sighed and leaned back in his chair.

"I agree kid. Why?" He asked looking at you.

"Ok first I'm pretty sure I'm 18, I'm supposed to be enrolling for college planning out my life, seeing what else is out there. I can take of myself of the time I have been surging in this world I can make it I'm sure if it. And second all of us know how much Rick meant to Morgan, I can go to Texas and tell him what happened maybe he will even come back even if it's for a little bit." You said enthusiastically. The adults shook their heads taking in the information.

"I'll think about it." Said your dad and Michonne nodded going back to eating.

"There's gotta be another reason you wanna leave." Said Daryl as you walked to your home.

"I already said why Dad." You said looking ahead

"No, you didn't I know ma own kid." He said stopping and he grabbed your arm so you would stop as well making you roll your eyes.

"I hate the atmosphere that is going on, it's like when Carl died but worse and I hate it. I just need to go, I need fresh air Dad, i need to see whats out there maybe even help people." You said throwing your arms in the air looking up at the sky. Daryl smiled, you would always talk about helping people when you were just 4 years old. But now that the apocalypse happened he never thought he'd actually have to let you be on your own anytime soon, maybe it was time.

"Alrigh I'll talk to Michonne tomorrow, I'll get ya that trip." He said and you smiled before pulling him into a big hug.

"Thank you father." You said and he chuckled.

-

"Ok y/n, ya have a high range walkie(i know those don't exist for very long distances)for when you get farther and farther away from ere and you have food to last a month or so and water for a week or two. And gas in the car to last Ya couple miles at least to get out of Virginia. A map, a gun with 2 rounds, and please try to put notes or something out there to tell me your alive, please I don't want to go out lookin for ya. Cant loose you kid." Said your dad who it was clear was very nervous on letting you leave.

"I'll be fine dad, I have been taught from the best of the best." You said and then you saw his eyes water.

"No, no dad don't cry because then I will. We have to be strong i promise I'll be fine. We agreed on 2 months if I'm gone more than that or if you don't hear from me when those months come to an end you come looking for me." You said holding back the tears.

"I know kid, I know it's just ya growin to fast." He said looking at you.

"Fuck it come ere kid." He said and pulled you in for a tight hug. You hugged him back hard, soaking up his affection, which definitely doesn't come everyday. You pulled away and looked up at him.

"I'll be fine dad ok, I'll be back." You said and backed up, everybody stood around and you waved before looking at Michonne and pointed at her belly.

"I better be godmother when I come back." You said smiling

"Yes ma'am." She said with a smile on her face. You got in the car and turned it on, you had some doubts on leaving but knew this has to happen. Your dad came to the window and leaned on it and you took in a breathe.

"Please don't loose yourself, if you have to stop stop. Don't leave the people who care about you." You told your dad and he sighed knowing exactly what you meant by that. He was looking for Rick so much it was taking him away from you. Daryl stepped back and you smiled at everybody and waved.

"I'll be back in 2 months I promise." You announced and they all smiled, you put the car in drive and drove off watching the gates close behind you.

"Y/n can you hear me." Your dad said over the walkie and you grabbed it.

"Yeah dad I can hear you."

-

You got to Tennessee right before the car stopped. You sighed and looked around to see if there was anything a car or a store. You grabbed the walkie and took in a breathe, please work, you thought.

"Dad can you hear me?" You asked and heard static then his voice.

"Ya I can, ya alright?" He asked

"Ya I'm fine, I'm in Tennessee but I think that soon probably a couple more miles you won't be able to hear me so im starting with the notes." You said and held back tears.

"Alright I love ya." You heard him sniffile before the walkie went out.

"I love you to dad." You said and out the walkie away and grabbed the pack. You opened the pack and grabbed the note book and pen. You wrote, STILL ALIVE- F/I, and looked for a place to put it. After an hour you found a gas station and put the note on the counter under a rock.

"Dad not sure if you can hear me but, if you do come for me I'm leaving notes in stores." You put the walkie back and grabbed your knife and stabbed a walker that came for you.

-

Almost 13 days (that's what google said). 13 days and nights of running and hiding from herds. Avoiding people, some you had to kill. Your feet hurt even after taking a days break in Arkansas but you finally have reached Texas. Not knowing where Morgan is you decided to use the walkie every few miles in. You looked at the map and Texas was huge, it could take a few weeks to find him, if he is even alive. But you needed a break so you needed to find somewhere safe. You found a house that looked safe enough so you cleared it, only 3 walkers where in it.

You set up a fire and out a can of beans over the fire. You grabbed the map and decided where you should head to next.

(A/n- I read that season 5 of fear is filmed in New Braunfels, Texas and its near Austin soon)

Austin, Texas, in school in Alexandria the teacher said Austin is pretty popular. Morgan could be there so that's where you would start. You took a 2 days rest and even found a lake to bathe in, after getting supplies you made your way to Austin. You left a note at the WELCOME TO TEXAS sign and left another at store the another. There was a hotel a little father form the house and out another there.

After a day or so you were closer to Austin and decided it's time to try with the Walkie.

"Morgan, it's Y/n I'm in Texas, I don't know if your alive but I'm here." You said and put the walkie away after no answer. You walked for what seemed hours when you saw the Austin sight and grabbed the walkie.

"Morgan I'm in Austin." You said into the walkie and decided to start trying different channels as you repeated the question though each. You tried the last channel and was about to put it away when you heard voices and your heart sped up.

"Morgan?" You asked and kept moving the circle to hear it more clearly.

"John, June you there." Someone said, it was a deep voice and noticed it was Morgan's voice.

"Morgan, Morgan, it Y/n Dixon from Alexandria, please hear me." You said pleading to yourself.

"Y/n wha-." He started. "What are you doing out here so far, where are you?" He asked.

"Umm I'm by the Welcome to Austin sign. Where are you maybe I can find you." You said and out down to the ground pulling the map out."

"I have two people close to you y/n, don't be alarmed their names are John and June." He said and you sighed.

"Ok." You said wearily.

"John, June did you hear that." Asked Morgan and a female bodice came through.

"We hear you Morgan, on our way Y/n." A man said.

"Hang tight y/n." Said Morgan and you sat back. You grabbed a paper and pen and wrote. FOUND MORGAN. You sat there for a while when a car approached and stopped next to you, you raised you knife reading to attack of nesassary. The window went down and the man and woman out there hands up.

"Hold on hold on young lady I'm John and this is June, we come to get you." John said and you hesitated.

"We won't hurt you i promise." June said. You nodded and grabbed your stuff and opened the car. You sat down and watched John and June's every move.

"So where did you come from?" Asked John and you sighed.

"Long story." You breathed out a laugh and they smiled.

"Guess we will know about it after you meet Al." Said June and you cocked your head to the side.

"Who's Al?" You asked wearily.

"She was journalist before and she interviews everybody on their stories." Said John and you nodded.

-

"Morgan, who is y/n?" Asked Alicia as she and Luciana approached him.

"She's comes from Virginia and Alexandria like me, she's around your age Alicia." Said Morgan smiling and Alicia rolled her eyes.

-

The car came to a stop out some gates and they opened. The car pulled in and people crowded around. John and June got out and your door opened revealing Morgan. You got out of the car and hugged him before pulling away to look over all the people. It was a whole bunch of little kids then a whole bunch of adults.

You looked around and your eyes fell on a very pretty girl with brown hair and hazel eyes. Her eyes where on you but they seemed defensive like yours at the moment. You felt uncomfortable and Morgan said to clear a path so you could sit down.

-

"I have been walking for almost 20 days, Car broke down when I reached Tennessee." You said to Al and she smiled. Everybody else was sitting around eating dinner as they heard your story how you arrived here.

"You have any family, back in Virginia?" She asked and you nodded.

"I have my dad, and more people who became my family, we have lost some but they will never be replaced." You said.

"Lover?" She asked and you shook your head no.

"Nope pretty much a virgin." You said and they all laughed.

Alicia started at you slowly relaxing that you were not a threat, all of them did.

"Why did you come here?" Asked Al and you sighed.

"I was 12 when the world started, I'm like 18 now. I'm supposed to be enrolling into college now, planning out my life going to go see what's out there. The apocalypse may have happened but I still want that chance. And Morgan I need to tell you something, privately." You said and he looked at you concerned. He gave Al a look and she shut the camera off then got the film. He stood up and you followed, he stopped just a few feet from everybody and waited for you to speak.

"Ricks gone." You said. "Gone not dead, just gone it's like he disappeared." You said looking down, thinking about that day.

"Wha- what how, what happened." He asked.

"Bridge explosion, he saved everybody." You said and Morgan nodded then you heard someone clear their throat.

"I'm sorry Morgan." Said June, you looked at him confused.

"I told them about Virginia, they how me and Rick go back." He said and you nodded.

"They haven't the body?" He asked and you shook your head.

"No, my dad, he has been looking out there by the bridge everyday, Michonne is pregnant with Ricks kid and she's about to give birth so she can't look anymore. And I was practically taking care of Judith so I couldn't either. And others have their own thing." You said and Morgan nodded again before walking off. You sighed and and smiled at the group.

"Anything else you guys want to know about me?" You asked and Al came forward.

"I want to know about the king and the tiger." Said Al and you nodded walking back to the fire.

-

You told everybody what you needed to know. Your guard was down long ago, you kept sneaking glances at the girl who's name is Alicia and she looked back at you as well. You got ready for bed when you were approached by Alicia.

"We never had a formal introduction, I'm Alicia Clark." She said holding her hand out and you shook it.

"Y/n Dixon."

You talked the night until you fell asleep from exhaustion. You learned about her family, all the things she has been through and you shared hers. She told you about her boyfriends and you felt a pang of jealousy, 'Gosh y/n you don't even know this girl,' you told your self. You fell asleep after an hour and Alicia put a blanket over you and whispered goodnight and left. You woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and got up. You looked in the mirror and braided your hair into two. You went outside and the people started building some type of plane. You approached Alicia as she was talking through a microphone looking at parts. She saw you approach and she smiled, you then looked up and saw a plane.

"Hey what's with the plane, didn't see that last night?" You asked Lucianna as you approached her, she smiled and sighed.

"A few weeks ago we were on a plane and we crashed landed a few miles from here, we actually came from here at first so we came back. Those kids they left biters out there tied up to keep us away, because it's not safe. We gained their trust and we are building this plane so we can get out of this place." She said sun you nodded you looked over the people and your eyes fell on him.

"Dwight?" You said sternly and he looked at you eyes widening.

"Mini Dixon, what are you doing out here?" He asked and you glared at him grabbing your knife when you felt a hang go to it, you saw Morgan shaking his head to stand down.

"What are you doing here, I thought you were dead?" You asked him.

"I'm lookin for Sherry, my wife, not trying to cause any trouble." He said and raised his good arm as a surrender. You nodded and stood down every body who watched went back to what they were doing. Alicia came in-front of you with a concerned look.

"So what's your story with him?" She asked

"He served the man who killed two people of my family and kept my father in a cage keeping him like an animal." You said looking at her with hard eyes.

You lended you knowledge on fixing things with the plane. It's clear they were grateful on your help, you fixed the engine to the best of your ability.

"Y/n want to come with me to a ware house, we need more parts." Said Alicia and you nodded. You made your way down and smiled at her.

-

Small Alicia POV

Gosh she is so beautiful. I met her yesterday and I feel like I have known her since forever. Call me crazy but I'm starting to get feelings for her already.

-

Regular POV

The butterflies in your stomach were almost painful when you were near Alicia. She was gorgeous, you felt like you could tell her everything and you almost have from Atlanta to now. You grabbed your backpack, emptying it out of anything that was worth leaving just encase. You took your knives and gun and left to find Alicia. She was waiting outside a car and got in when she saw you. You sat in the drivers seat and looked to see if anybody else was going, luckily no one was there.

"Anybody else going?" You asked and she shook her head.

"Do you have a problem with it, because I can get someone to come with us may-." She started but you shook your head no.

"I have no problem at all." You said and winked making her cheeks flush red. She drove to the warehouse and she told you the parts to look out for as well as food. You took out two walkers with your knives and looked back to see Alicia looking at you with awe.

"Never taken out biters with knives really." She said chuckling. You looked down and saw a metal pole that was sharpened at the edges.

"Well I mean that pole is badass, where did you get it, might need to get myself one." You asked.

"A water park." She said smiling and you nodded.

"Alright tell you what I teach you how to fight with knifes and we stay a little longer to find a pole similar to yours. Deal?" you asked holding your hand out. She thought for a second and took your hand and shook it.

"Ok come here stand in-front of me." You said as two walkers approached you both. She stood infront of you and you handed her your knives, you stood close to her.

"Now, you going to want to dodge them, go in between them. Remember you have to use strength to kill them just cant push it in. I'll be here just encase." You said. The walkers go closer and Alicia tightened her grip on the knives.

"Go you said." And she ducked as they swung at her, you backed up out of reach then one by one they were both put out.

"That was great, remember you gotta faster and if you have someone behind you, let's say as kid you have to push them back, maybe use you leg or arm. Even an adult if they don't notice you have to act quick." You said and she nodded cleaning the knives.

"Thanks I'll definitely use that, after I find knives." She said.

"If you can get a hunting knife there much stronger and lighter." You said and she nodded. You found a majority of the parts needed and headed back to the car.

"I found this." She said and handed you a metal pole with holes in it. You grabbed it and smiled at you, you got one of your knives and it's holster and handed it to her.

"Thank you Alicia, as a true thanks here's one of my knives, work with one just for now you will go better I just know of it." You said and she smiled brightly.

"Thank you, now let's get back and we can sharpen the edge." She said and started the car.

You kissed her cheek and pulled back getting a red face. You looked at her though the corner of your eye and saw her face was red.

-

When you arrived back to the truck stop, she helped sharpen the metal pole. You and her had a flirty thing going on for the rest of the month until you started feeling sexual tension start to arise. The stares would last long as well as lingering touches, she thought you how to use the pole and you taught her knives. Everybody shared their knowledge with you and you did with them.

The plane was just about finished when you realized if they finish the plane you may loose them, loose her.

"So, where do you guys plan on going after getting the rest of your group?" You asked Alicia as she ate dinner, sitting on the ground.

"Not sure, definitely leave this area." She said and you nodded seeing how bad the area is, you sat down next to her and she offered some of her dinner but you waved it off.

"Maybe fly to Virginia." She said lowly and you looked at her like she was crazy.

"I'm just playing can't risk another crash, especially where the girl I likes home is." She said and looked at you. Your face went red and the butterflies in your stomach, she grabbed your chin and pulled your face closer to hers.

"Y/n Dixon I like you a lot, it's ok if you don't but-." She said but you silenced her with a kiss. She pulled you in harder making you moan, she set her dinner down and you pushed her on the ground, straddling her. You looked up and saw there were people still around so you pulled away.

"Want to take me to your tent?" You asked and she nodded, you got off her and held your hand out which she gladly took. She led you to her tent opening it and pulled you inside. You slid your shirt off and she did the same.

She looked at yours left arm and stomach and noticed a beautiful tattoos.

(This but all around the forearm)

(Something like that)

"Didn't know you had tattoos." She said and scratched her head.

"Oh yeah... do they bother you?" You asked.

"No no they are actually really hot." She said making you blush. You walked over to her and pushed her onto the makeshift bed.

"Wait crap I've never had sex with-." She started and you kissed her.

"It's ok, I'll teach you." You said and she looked at you confused.

"After Carl died, his girlfriend, Enid, and me got close and we ended up in bed together. It was just one night didn't mean anything." You said and stroked her hair.

"Didn't say that in the interview." She said and leaned back letting you crawl on top of her.

"Some things are just not to be meant to be said." You said and winked at her. You went down and captured her lips, she raised her hands and caressed your sides. You laid down on her putting your weight on her body making her moan.

"Just relax let me do the work." You said and trailed down her stomach.

a/n- once ftwd season 6 comes to hulu I’ll be able to continue my part 2

[daryl-dixon-daydreams]

Words: 3,128 Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader Reader pronouns: she/her Era: Alexandria Warnings: Language, none really! A/N: This is part of a series! Find the previous parts on the Masterlist! Summary: Passing time in The Hilltop, Y/N, Daryl and the others make plans for when The Saviors arrive.

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Daryl and Jesus finished up their little secret carpentry project. All the Alexandrian refugees decided together not to say anything to Gregory about it, in case he really did think that selling you out to The Saviors would do anything for him.

Daryl and Jesus were sitting outside the root cellar, eating some lunch when the signal came from the gates. “SAVIORS!” the guards yelled.

“Shit,” Daryl growled, jumping up. “I gotta find Y/N,” he yelled back at Jesus as tore off toward the trailers. He burst in to the one you were sharing but it was empty. He ran next door and caught Maggie and Sasha following Enid out in a rush. “Hey—ya seen Y/N?” he asked desperately.

“I think she went over behind Barrington House,” Maggie called up. “Daryl, hurry—there’s no time. We’re going to the cellar!”

“Goddammit!” Daryl tore around the main building. The gates were already opening as he disappeared around the corner. He wound his way through the wagons and storage crates behind the main building and he saw you standing at the edge of the small graveyard, looking down at Glenn’s grave. “Son of a bitch,” Daryl panted. It was surprisingly hard to hear anything behind the large main building. You showed no sign of awareness that the Saviors had arrived or that the signal had been sounded. He crept up behind you and his hands landed on your hips, pulling you back against him. You let out a surprised squeak and spun to face him, a wide smile growing on your face at first until you saw his expression. “Saviors are here. C’mon. We gotta go. The tunnel.” He laced his fingers with yours and led the way to the escape tunnel Sasha had dug, lifting the hidden hatch and nodding for you to climb down first. He followed and closed the lid behind himself.

Your breathing echoed loudly in the damp, dark space and you made your way by feel with your hands, feeling loose dirt come off on your palm as you followed the wall. Daryl caught up behind you and one of his hands landed lightly on your waist. You could hear his ragged breathing loudly in the earth-deadened silence.

You emerged from another hidden hatch, covered with leaves and vegetation, in the woods outside the walls. You lifted it only an inch or so and glanced around, straining your hearing. Nothing. You pushed it open and climbed out. Daryl followed, softly shutting the hatch and kicking more leaves and twigs over it again to conceal it.

He unsheathed his knife and crept to a large tree at the edge of the woods. You followed suit and knelt against a big oak tree next to him, peeking out at the walls of The Hilltop. Daryl looked back at you and gave you a questioning look. You nodded, indicating you were okay.

“Shit,” he murmured, quickly leaving his tree and joining you at yours, gently grabbing your arms at your sides and pressing your back into the bark behind you, shielding you with his body, his face close to yours. “Fuckin’ guard at the corner,” he murmured in response to the questioning look you gave him.

You were both sweaty and out of breath, dirt sticking to you from the earthen tunnel, but you had made it out. You could feel Daryl’s chest expanding as he took in deep breaths of air, occasionally peeking out to see if the guard was still there. Despite the tense situation that brought you there, you were thinking you really didn’t mind having him pressed up against you like this. You felt safe and the intimacy was warming you like a shot of bourbon. Eventually he straightened up and heaved a sigh of relief. “Guard’s gone. But I think we’re gonna have to wait a while for these asshats to leave.” He looked down at you where you were still leaning with your back against the tree. “Ya alright?”

You nodded. “Ya. Are you?”

“Mhm. Fine.” He pulled back from you and pushed his hair out of his eyes. “Thought I wasn’t gonna find ya in time. Scared the shit outta me.”

“Can’t hear anything back there,” you said. “I didn’t hear the signal at all. Thanks for getting me.”

Daryl nodded and grabbed your hand. “I told ya. I ain’t goin’ anywhere without ya. C’mon. Let’s move a bit farther out and wait.” You squeezed his hand in yours and let him lead you away from the Hilltop, deeper into the woods. Eventually you found a pile of brush and fallen logs and Daryl sank down on one, releasing your hand. You stood nearby, facing back toward Hilltop and straining your ears.

“Maggie? Sasha and Enid?” you asked softly, turning back to look at Daryl, who was chewing his thumbnail.

“They were heading to the cellar when I came looking for ya. Jesus and I finished it.”

You breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, staring back in the direction you had come from. “Do you think he’s here?” you asked quietly.

“Nah. Just a routine pick-up. But I bet he went to Alexandria yesterday,” Daryl said.

You turned around and paced back over to him, taking a seat on the log beside him, chewing your bottom lip. “We need to find out if they’re alright. It’s driving me crazy.”

“Ya. We will.”

You waited there together almost an hour before creeping back toward the edge of the woods. The trucks were disappearing down the road and you sighed, pressing your palm against the rough bark of the oak you were hiding behind.

“C’mon,” Daryl said, tilting his head toward the hatch as he opened it again. “We’ll just make sure they’re really all gone, before we climb out.”

You followed him down, hunched over as you moved underground. Daryl peeked out of the hatch and he saw Jesus and Maggie in discussion down by the gates. “S’all clear,” he said, hoisting himself out. He turned around and helped you climb over the edge.

Both of you were now filthy, head to toe, from your two trips through the tunnel, but you were safe and undetected, which was what mattered most.

You followed Daryl over toward Jesus and Maggie, who both turned and looked relieved at the sight of you. “Oh, he found you. Thank God,” Maggie cooed.

Jesus smiled. “You both look like you took a few dust baths.”

Daryl brushed a hand down the front of his shirt and a cascade of soil floated off into the air. “Ya. Tunnel.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “How’d it go?” he asked Jesus.

“The usual. I could tell Gregory was thinking about talking, but he didn’t have the guts. Simon is unstable in the best of times.”

“Hmm,” Daryl hummed. “Well, we don’t have to deal with them again for a bit now, right?” Jesus nodded. “Good. Ya hear anything else useful over that radio? About Alexandria?”

“Nothing. It’s been pretty quiet,” Jesus said.

“Alright.” Daryl glanced back at you over his shoulder and couldn’t help but crack a smirk. “Ya got dirt all over your face,” he said to you, eliciting smiles from Maggie and Jesus, too.

“You should see yourself,” you commented. You glanced down at your arms and clothes. “Right. I think at least a change of clothes is in order, though.”

“And ya need to eat,” Daryl added sharply. “Ya ain’t had anything today.” Daryl’s concern for you wasn’t lost on Maggie or Jesus and they both exchanged a covert look.

“Right… Catch you later,” you said to Maggie and Jesus. Daryl fell into stride beside you and he couldn’t help checking you out as you went up the stairs in front of him, his eyes taking in the flared curve of your hips. It sent a warm bloom from the center of his chest outward and he chewed his bottom lip.

You kicked off your boots just inside the door and sighed as you looked down at your filthy clothes.

“Worked good though,” Daryl said, referencing the tunnel. “Good to have a way to get out like that. Just in case,” he said.

You nodded, looking up at him. “Yeah.” There was a queer expression on your face and he felt suddenly nervous and had to gulp at the lump in his throat.

“What?” he asked, his heart hammering.

You just walked closer and studied his face before lifting one hand to clasp his cheek. “Nothing.” You traced your index finger lightly over the shadow of a bruise still under his eye, right on his cheekbone and your heart ached again for what he had gone through. “I’m gonna shower,” you said finally, breaking the tension and shifting the mood completely.

“I’ll go get ya some food for when you’re out.” He started to turn away and you gently grasped his wrist, a small smile on your lips.

“Hey. Thanks for getting me earlier,” you said.

“I told ya. I wasn’t gonna leave ya behind,” Daryl said. “Go on. Get cleaned up.”

You released your hold on him and nodded.

Daryl gulped and eyed you as you turned away to grab some clean clothes and headed into the bathroom. His heart still felt like it was beating so fast it might burst and he actually shook his head like he was in a daze. The slightest touch, the slightest look from you could send him reeling. The whole thing was so new, but not new at the same time. And his feelings for you were almost overwhelming. It was like he had been given permission to feel them since you had showed him you felt at least some semblance of the same way toward him.

You came back out, fresh from your shower, to see a plate with some fruit and bread on it sitting on the table. You grabbed an apple and glanced around, trying to locate the archer. The door to the trailer was open, and he was making some more bolts for his crossbow, enjoying the fresh air and sunshine.

You came up behind him and stroked your fingers through his hair, laughing a little as you saw how much dirt was stuck there from your foray underground. He flinched at the unexpected touch at first, but you noticed that after a moment he leaned into it. “Shower’s free,” you said, sinking down beside him, apple in hand.

“Mmm,” he grunted, glancing over at you. His eyes flitted over your face before he ducked his head, a little bashful. You smiled at the action.

“Ya gonna get cleaned up?” you asked him. “You don’t have to. I don’t mind you dirty,” you said with a wink. Laughing at his expression as he tried to figure out how to respond to that. That was blatant flirting… a first, he thought.

“Ya gonna eat more than just that apple?” he retorted, giving you a pointed look.

You pursed your lips at him and quirked an eyebrow. “What, you think you’re the boss of me now or something?”

He climbed to his feet, staring down at you with narrowed eyes, a classic Daryl Dixon expression. “Somebody oughta try and take care of ya. Ya ain’t doin’ it right,” he said.

He disappeared back inside and you heard the bathroom door shut and the shower turn on shortly after. You ate the apple, savoring the crisp sweetness, and returned to grab a roll off the plate on the table. He had a point. You weren’t exactly taking the best care of yourself right now. You hadn’t had much of an appetite since you had left Alexandria on your mission to save Daryl. You ate slowly, sitting on the step again and you heard Daryl come out of the bathroom, accompanied by the smell of soap and shampoo.

His footsteps approached behind you and he glanced at the bread in your hand, giving you an approving nod. “Good,” he said.

You glanced up at him, taking in his wet hair and clean skin. “Good,” you said, wrinkling your nose at him a little in jest. He rolled his eyes and shook his head, which only made you laugh.

God, he loved that sound. You didn’t do it enough. He sank down on the top step beside you, his shoulder nudging yours as he sat down and you glanced over at him. But the smile on your face faded quickly and you sighed heavily.

“How are we gonna beat them?” you asked.

Daryl shrugged. “We’ll figure it out. I think you had it right. We don’t have the numbers or the firepower. We’re gonna have to be smart about it. Guerilla. Stealth. Death by a thousand cuts,” he said.

You nodded. “Yeah.” You glanced toward the walls surrounding Hilltop. “Is it nuts that I still miss being out there? Even now I think about going out just to find some walkers to kill.”

“Nah. Ain’t nuts,” he said, clasping his wrist in his other hand, resting his arms up on his knees. “You and me—we ain’t meant to be cooped up behind walls.”

“Or in a cell,” you said quietly, turning to study his face again. You saw a flash of a shadow in his eyes before they turned to meet yours. He nudged his nose up once and one corner of your mouth flicked upward, effortlessly understanding what he was asking. You leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his lips. His hand came up to rest on the side of your neck. You pulled back and both were wearing small smiles, starry-eyed. “I could get used to this,” you breathed, causing Daryl to shake his head a little shyly and turn away from you.

Suddenly, Jesus came running around the corner of his trailer. Daryl was on his feet immediately. “What?”

But you quickly realized there was nothing to be worried about as Jesus broke into a wide smile. “Come and see,” he said.

Daryl reached out for your hand and you laced your fingers with his, running beside him and Jesus at a brisk pace, headed for the gate. When you got around the final building blocking your view both of you froze like your feet were suddenly rooted into the ground.

Your fingers till intertwined with Daryl’s, you reached over to rest your other hand on his arm. “Oh my God,” you said, stunned. The Alexandrians were walking through the gate. Rick, Michonne, Rosita, and more. Daryl squeezed your hand and gave you a stunned look. He tugged you forward.

“C’mon.”

Everyone at the gate was hugging each other, rejoicing at seeing one another again. Maggie was explaining that she was alright and that the baby was fine. Jesus just stood nearby waiting, a huge grin on his face, waiting for everyone to notice you and Daryl coming out into the open.

Rick was the first one to spot him of course. His expression was disbelief and tears immediately welled up in his eyes. You dropped Daryl’s hand as he paced closer. You could tell from the tension in Daryl’s shoulders that he was battling with emotion too. Rick reached a hand out and grabbed Daryl’s shoulder, taking him in, having to look away for a moment to steel himself, before he grasped Daryl and pulled him against him, his hand on the back of Daryl’s neck. Daryl ducked his head and hugged Rick back. “Brother. My brother,” Rick sighed. “Thank God.” There wasn’t a dry eye around, and you hastily wiped the tear streaks from your own cheeks, your chest heaving a little.

When they broke apart, Rick clasped Daryl’s shoulder again and stared at him, bewildered and overcome with relief. “They said—they said you escaped. I—” That’s when he caught sight of you behind Daryl, standing back, watching the reunion.

Rick’s eyes widened and more tears cascaded out of his already red eyes. His hand still on Daryl’s shoulder, he looked back to him for an explanation.

Daryl sniffed and nodded. “She got me out. It was all her,” he said, his voice a little strained from the constriction of emotion in his throat.

Rick forced in a breath and clenched his teeth, trying to hold it together. He gave Daryl’s shoulder a pat and then paced over to you. You stood there with your hand clasped on your other arm, tasting the salt from your tears which were pouring out as fast as you could wipe them away. Rick stopped just in front of you and glanced down at his boots, one thumb looped into his pocket, trying to clear his throat enough to talk.

He nodded and met your eyes. All you could do was stand there and look back at him. He grabbed you and pulled you into him, pressing you tightly against his shoulder, just the way he had Daryl. “Thank you. Thank you,” he was whispering to you. “You got him out. And you’re safe. Thank you.” He said it over and over. “Thank God.”

You wiped your face again as you broke apart. Rick shaking his head in disbelief, glancing back over at Daryl who was watching the scene with a soft expression, fondness, that wasn’t lost on Rick.

“I want to know… everything,” Rick said. “If and when you’re both ready.”

Daryl paced over and stood beside you. He wanted more than anything in that moment to just wrap you up and wipe away your tears, but it was all so new. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for the whole group to know yet, and he hardly even knew what it meant. You glanced over at Daryl and gave him a teary smile.

“We’ve got something for you,” you said softly, turning back to Rick. You withdrew Rick’s gun from your waistband and held it out to him.

He looked down at it like he was seeing a ghost, chewing his bottom lip and cocking his head a little, incredulous at how you possibly could have come by it again, but he anxiously accepted it. “Thank you.” He sighed and nodded, reaching out to put a hand on Daryl’s shoulder one more time. “We’ve got a lot of work to do.”