#he always looks out for wenclair

[eidolons-stuff]

*Enid & Thing go looking for Ajax*

Enid: "Maybe I should just quickly check up on Wednesday again"

Thing: *signs* "Hey if you want to have a make-out session just let me know & I'll guard the door"

Enid: *embarrassed* "Thing!"

[barblaz-arts]

hi barb!

i am SO in love with how your art style and how you draw adult wenclair! i have some quick questions for you, if you don’t mind!

have you ever drawn adult yokovina? i bet they would look amazing in your style! it’s seriously gorgeous!

would you ever consider creating a kid for yokovina like you did with eugene’s daughter and pugsley’s adopted(??) children?

how pugsley’s children like their aunts, cousin and uncle? are they close with each other? does vega get along with them?

(p.s. i’m asking all this for a oneshot fic with your ocs!! with FULL credit, of course!)

hugs,

wendy <3

I only have unfinished drafts of them as adults. Well, mostly Yoko.

This one was supposed to be a comic about Yoko and Eugene's rivalry over the better godparent for Vega

Yoko was supposed to have a haircut like the one in the right during Vega's younger years. Divina's hair would basically have that same wet look but with longer hair. I couldn't figure out what kinda outfit to give Divina cuz I know shit about her tho.... But for adult Yoko I was gonna have her wear stuff like this

There's also this Yoko with Enid and Eugene in the witchcraft baby AU

And this miscellaneous Yoko

2. Pugsley's kids aren't adopted lol They all just have different mothers. More lore about them was posted here

You might not like this answer, but I dont really have plans to give them a kid. I didn't wanna give all of them a family ending, bcuz I like to believe that it isn't always necessarily the next step after marriage. Some people just dont wanna be parents and thats ok. I just wanted yokovina to be the childless rich aunts who spoil their niece and have like a hundred cats.

3. Dante is pretty close to Vega bcuz theyre both intellectuals, tho Dante is a lot more, uh, sophisticated than Vega's wild vibe. He finds Pubert a little frustrating because he's been trying to come up with schemes to best him like Pugsley and Wednesday when they were kids and trying to kill Pubert.

Jasper likes Enid a lot. I've mentioned before that Vega and Enid kind of drift apart when Vega gets older and becomes mystery-obsessed like Wednesday, so whenever they visit the mansion Enid is more than happy to goof around with Jasper because it reminds her of when Vega was younger. Jasper thinks Wednesday is cool but intimidating, but mostly because she doesn't live with the family in the mansion. He doesn't interact with her often enough to get used to her.

As for Briar, she adores Wednesday but hates Vega in this petty, kiddy way. She owns a doll that looks a lot like Vega that she likes to poke needles into. She's also very close to Thing.

[thedemoninme141]

Her Heartbeat; Chapter 16: Her Weakness.

Summary: Wednesday understands the weakness of... caring.

Warnings: EmotionalOutOfCharacterWednesday! But angst again.

Parings: Wednesday x Fem reader. A bit of Wenclair friendship.

Chapter 1 ------- Previous Chapter

Her Heartbeat's Chapterlist.

Worklist

“I’ll give you some time,” he said quietly before stepping out, the door clicking shut behind him.

For a moment, Wednesday stood frozen in the middle of the room. She didn’t move, didn’t breathe, didn’t blink. Her dark eyes were fixed on you.

You looked so small. So unbearably still.

The sight of you like this was wrong in every way. You, who were always brimming with life, even when that life seemed to slip through your fingers like sand. You, who had taken her hand—her hand—without hesitation and led her into the kind of chaos she usually relished.

But now, there was no chaos. No spark. Just the steady hum of machines keeping you tethered to this world.

Wednesday’s hands curled into fists at her sides. She wanted to scream, to punch something, to claw her way back to the moment before everything had gone wrong. But instead, she forced herself to move.

The chair beside your bed scraped faintly as she pulled it closer. Lowering herself onto the seat, she hesitated before reaching out, her fingers hovering just above yours.

Your hand was cold.

The realization hit her like a physical blow, her chest tightening painfully. She could still remember the first time you’d grabbed her hand—pulling her into that absurd mission to free the elderly bride. She could still hear your voice, teasing and confident, not caring about the threats Wednesday gave.

A ghost of a smile tugged at her lips, unbidden and uncharacteristic. “You’re ridiculous,” she muttered under her breath, her voice trembling with something she refused to name.

Was this grief? Was this anger? Was this despair?

No… it was memories.

“That’s what you’ve done, isn’t it?” she said softly, her voice trembling. “You’ve given me memories. You’ve changed me in ways I didn’t even notice until it was too late.”

She was angry at you—for being so damn selfless, for thinking you had to bear the weight of the world on your shoulders, for hiding the truth from her until she had to confront you.

Most of all, she was angry at herself. For being powerless. For being weak. For letting you into her cold, carefully constructed world and allowing you to dismantle it piece by piece.

“I should hate you,” she said, her voice trembling as she forced herself to look at you. “I should hate you for making me feel all of this. For breaking me. For making me care enough to be scared.”

Her hand moved without conscious thought, reaching out to touch yours once more. The cold was still there.

This wasn’t you. Not the you she knew.

Not the you who had marched into her life with that audacious grin. Not the you who had dared to touch her, to grab her hand as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Not the you who had made her feel.

“I lied to you,” she admitted. “I told you that I had thought about it, what I would do.” Her lips pressed into a thin line as she struggled to keep her voice steady. “But I haven’t. I can’t. Because I don’t know what to do now, and I won’t know what to do when you…when you..." She trailed off, unable to finish the thought.

“You’re too selfless,” she said, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. “Too pure for this world. That’s what I hate. I hate that you would never accept the things I could do to keep you here. You would never forgive me if I went hunting for a replacement heart, would you?”

She took a shaky breath, her fingers once again brushing against yours.

“And that’s why I hate you,”

The beeping of the monitor was the only response.

“You’re the one thing I can’t control,” she continued, her voice soft and trembling. “The one thing I can’t protect. And it’s killing me. And I hate you for it.”

She leaned forward, resting her forehead against the edge of the bed. Her shoulders shook as she let the weight of her emotions finally consume her.

“I don’t know how to do this,” she whispered.“I don’t know what to do,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “Tell me what to do. Please.”

But there was no answer. Just the steady hum of the machines and the unbearable quiet.

And Wednesday knew, this steady hum of the machines would be all she knew... for the next... days… who knew how many days… until you woke up. If you woke up.

The first night was quiet, oppressively so. Your father had been kind enough to sleep in the waiting room, leaving the chair beside your bed open for Wednesday. Not that she slept. Sleep was a distant concept, irrelevant in the face of the reality before her. Instead, she sat there, unmoving, staring at you as though her gaze alone could bring you back to consciousness.

The next day Enid had arrived with a bag of clothes and food for her.

“I’m not hungry,” Wednesday muttered.

“Too bad.” Enid set the food down and crossed her arms. “Y/N wouldn’t want you wasting away in here. She’d probably kick your butt for being this dramatic.”

A ghost of a glare flickered in Wednesday’s eyes, but she didn’t argue. She took a bite, if only to get Enid to stop talking.

When the nurses came to check your vitals, she stood like a silent sentinel, watching their every move with piercing, suspicious eyes. One of them commented on her need for rest, but she ignored them.

Enid stayed for most of the day, refusing to leave until Wednesday had finished her meal and changed into fresh clothes. But as evening approached, she finally stood, giving Wednesday’s shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “You’re not alone, okay? Call me if you need anything.”

And then, it was just Wednesday again.

When your father returned that night, his shoulders sagged with exhaustion. He stepped into the room, a weary smile on his face. “You were here all day?”

Wednesday nodded, her expression unreadable.

“Y/N is so lucky to have you,” he said softly, his voice filled with gratitude.

Wednesday’s chest tightened. Lucky? No, if you had been lucky, she would have found a way to stop this. If you had been lucky, you wouldn’t be here at all.

Your father pulled a stack of papers from his bag and sat at the small table, quietly filling out forms. She watched him in silence, noting the slump of his shoulders, the furrow of his brow. He looked… tired.

It struck her then—he was just an old mechanic. A man with calloused hands and a worn heart who had no one but you- doing everything he could to keep you tethered to this world.

And for the first time, Wednesday felt an unfamiliar urge rise within her. This… offering of help.

“I…” She hesitated, the words sticking in her throat. “Do you need… financial assistance? For the bills?”

Your father looked up, startled for a moment, before shaking his head with a small smile. “Thank you, but no. I’ve been saving for years, and honestly, I don’t care if I have to spend every penny I’ve got. She’s worth it.”

Wednesday nodded, unsure of what else to say.

After he was done, he set the pen down, leaning back in his chair. “I’ve been looking into options. There’s a hospital overseas. They might be able to give a better solution for her condition. I just need to save up a bit more. If I can’t, well…” He chuckled softly. “I’ll sell the old house. I’d probably have to do it in secret, though. She’d be so mad at me for selling a place with so many memories.”

Her gaze shifted to your father again, and for the first time, she understood the depth of sacrifice. She thought of her own parents, of how they showed affection in their own strange ways. And now, here was this man willing to give up everything for you, just as you had given so much of yourself to others. And she understood. Care wasn’t about grand displays—it was in the quiet sacrifices, the unseen efforts, the willingness to bear another’s pain.

“I’ll figure it out,” your father said with a small smile. “I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her here.”

So will Wednesday.

Visitors came and went as the days blurred together.

Weems appeared on the third day, “You need to return to Nevermore, if only to freshen up,” she said. “You can’t sit here forever, Miss Addams.”

“I can, and I will,” Wednesday replied curtly, her gaze fixed on your face.

“I was in a coma for a few days,”

“You told me to gather them for her, didn’t you?” Eugene had asked,

Wednesday didn’t respond.

She didn’t have to.

Her silence was answer enough, and he understood. “I’ll take care of them until she wakes up. Don’t worry.”

He left without waiting for a reply, leaving Wednesday alone with her thoughts once more.

“When I woke up… I was so weak."

“I, uh…” Bianca started, shifting uncomfortably as she stood in the doorway. “I just wanted to check-in. See how you’re holding up.”

Wednesday raised an eyebrow, her expression unreadable.

Bianca sighed, stepping further into the room. “Look, I’m not great at this comforting thing too, okay? But… you’re not alone in this. We’re all rooting for her.” Something tightened in Wednesday’s chest, but she only nodded curtly

What if you don't wake up this time?

It had been 5 agonizing days, days without you.

“I’m useless,” she admitted, her voice barely audible. “Weak. Pathetic. Against this…against you.”

Her head dipped forward, exhaustion finally overtaking her.

She was awoken hours later by a weak, slow nudge against her hand.

Her eyes snapped open, her heart pounding.

And then she heard it,

“Hey, Angry Bird,”

[I know this chapter's a bit short, but I hope you guys like it! Also request me some fluff oneshots for my "Not A Bad Day" universe lol]

[king-of-the-underworld-hades]

heyy

Could you make a oneshot with wenclair x male reader who smokes and skateboards you can add anything you want to it just if R can have messy black medium long hair with purple ends and matching colored eyes

I was hoping I would see this one again I really wanted to do this one before my old account was deleted. I don’t skate so sorry if I sound like a poser.

Sk8ter Love(Male)

Art by @ellie5756_milky on X

The halls of Nevermore were bustling as per usual. Students talking to each other, cliques walking in groups as per usual, the "mean girls" judging a random passerby, etc. One of these groups suddenly split as you sped down the hall leaving a streak of dark purple. "Watch it!" You yelled out. You were low to the ground on your board a hand on each side gripping the board to help maneuver through the halls, you expertly weaved through the halls having many close calls but you had been doing this for years so it was nothing new. After a few minutes, you reached your destination, your dorm. You power stopped in front of your door unlocked it and walked in picking up your board in the process. Walking in the sound of your roommate playing GTA V filled your ears. "Yo," Your roommate Damien said not looking at you. "Sup, what you doing?" You asked as you sat on your bed taking off your boots and watching the screen to see him get blown up by an oppressor. "I dunno," he responded as he blew out smoke. You rolled your eyes and stood up opening the window. "I thought we talked about smoking with the window closed?" "Forgot," you sighed and grabbed the cigarette from him and took a drag of it before blowing the smoke out the window, "Methonal?" "Yeah, one of the Vamps got it for me," Damien said as you got a text. "You could've asked me to pick some up," you said as you checked the text. It was from Wednesday from the group chat with her and Enid, opening it you saw a picture of yourself blowing smoke out the window. With the text under it reading. "You're smoking already?" You could practically hear her annoyance in the text. You chuckled and responded, "Were you watching my window waiting for me?" "...Just get up here already." "She totally was," Enid texted. You smiled and walked over to your closet. "Imma be at-," "You're girlfriends dorm all day. Don't call or text unless I'm dead," Damien said finishing your sentence. You chuckled tied your hair up loosely and left the dorm with your board.

When you arrive at their dorm you open the door and Enid immediately hides behind you. "Baby, calm her down!" "Mi Amor, please tell the mutt that she can't take the hoodie I took from you for herself," Wednesday said eyes locked on Enid like she was prey, Enid was wearing one of your hoodies which was Wednesday's favorite one of your collection. You sighed and pat Enid's head. "Pup give it back to Wends," you said as Enid pouted. "Why does she get to have one for herself!?" "Cause the one toy usually steal is dirty after you spilled juice on it. Again," you said as Enid groaned and took the hoodie off giving it to Wednesday who was Smirking. Wednesday slipped into it and Enid flopped on her bed and started complaining to Yoko and Divina how unfair you were being. You sat down on Wednesday's bed sat on your lap and took out your hair tie letting your hair fall to your shoulders. She took a strand of your hair and rolled it in between her fingertips. You found out early in your relationship Wednesday loved your hair. Unlike most teens, you keep your hair clean, conditioned, and soft. You always did hair care, skin care, etc. But, Wednesday always loved your hair especially, the way it flowed, and how your hair faded seamlessly into the purple color she came to adore. She loved how it glowed whenever you used your abilities. As she was playing with your hair and staring into your eyes she began to lean in for a kiss but was interrupted when Enid appeared behind you and pulled you down and kissed you first. Enid looked at Wednesday and jumped off the bed grabbing the spare skateboard you kept in the room and began to skate out of the room in an attempt to outrun Wednesday who got off your lap and began to chase Enid with her mace, the medieval kind. Thing crawled out from under Wednesday's bed and tapped the floor a few times. "Yeah... I should probably go after them."

[fruity-mega-coconut69]

Both of them? pt. II

[summary] : Wednesday and Enid find out about what happened with You the night before and let's just say, they are not happy

[pairings]: Wenclair x Reader

[Warnings]: Swearing, it's in the middle of the night so i'm not sure what's happening A/N: it's verryy short, but i had along day. so i'm pretty tired. Sorry. :/

-------------------------------------------------

The next day you woke up to the shower running in the bathroom, although you paid no mind to it. You slowly sat up, looking at your surroundings. You pick your phone up to check the time.

9:00 am

It was a Saturday morning so it didn’t really matter. What made you jolt out of bed was seeing a couple missed calls from Enid and, surprisingly, Wednesday. “ Whoa. Slow down, sleepy head. What's up? “ said Ajax, who you didn’t know was out of the bathroom.

“Uh, It’s Wednesday and Enid. I got a couple missed calls from them” You said as you hurriedly started putting on your coat.

“ Okay, cool. But do you know the way to their dorm? I mean i’m assuming you are going there” He said while sitting down on his bed, looking at you.

“ Fuck. Right. No, i-i don’t. “ You sit down beside him, looking down at your boots.

He hums and nods his head “ I can show you. If you’d like?” You looked at him, surprised.

“ oh-oh. Thanks, Ajax! “ You smile at him and get up, going towards the door.

He follows you and starts walking with you towards Ophelia Hall “ How long have you been friends with them? “ Ajax says, trying to create small talk. 

“ About a year or so “ You replied, trying not to  bump into anyone. “ Why? “

“ Just asking. Hey, so would you like to meet up with me and Yoko sometime? You seem cool “ He says, smiling a little.

“ I can’t see why not. “ You let out a small laugh. You guys slowly arrive to Wednesday and Enid’s dorm. “ Oh, this is it? “

“ Yeah. Good luck, Y/N “ He starts walking away when you say, “ Thanks for letting me crash at your dorm ! “

He smiles at you and nods then walks away. You turn around, facing the door. You sigh and lift up your fist and knock. A couple seconds later the door opens, revealing Enid. When she sees you she jumps a little and runs to hug you.” Oh my god, Y/N! I was so worried about you! You didn’t come to the movie night AND didn’t call back. What happened?”

She lets go of you and you look away, trying to hide your reddening cheeks “ Uh, sorry. Something came up “ 

She signals you to go inside with her and you do so, seeing Wednesday waiting for you two “ Something came up? What do you mean? Family problems? “ Said Enid as she walked over to Wednesday to stand beside her as they waited for your response. 

“ uh. No. Just…….things “ You smile awkwardly at them.

“ How did you get into the school? “ Wednesday finally spoke up as she looked you dead in the eye. 

“ What? “

“ Normies can’t get into the school without permission. So how did you get in and get here to our dorm without getting caught ?” She said, looking at you suspiciously. 

“Well, A-Ajax…he helped me get here and also Yoko. They let me sleep in their dorm last night. “  You said before even thinking.

“ So you were here last night “ Enid looked at you two talking, curious about what’s going to happen but also about why you were acting like you were.

“ W-well, yeah. But- “ You didn't get to finish, because Wednesday went up to you and sat you down on her bed.

“ Spill “ She demanded, glaring at you like she always does.

You tell them everything that happened last night while looking down at the wooden floor, trying to hide your red face. When you finish you look up at them to see them both with wide eyes. Staring at you.

“Wait, those are Ajax’s clothes? “ Wednesday asked “ You are still wearing them? Why? “ She looks at Enid with still wide eyes. “ Enid call Yoko and Ajax and tell them we have some…talking to do. “ She says through gritted teeth.

“Okayyy, I suggest you calm down, Wednesday. You know, before someone gets hurt? “  Enid says as she walks up to you guys. 

“ I-I don’t understand. Are Ajax and Yoko bad people? Was I not supposed to talk to them? They seem pretty nice to me. “ You ask, confused and not knowing what’s going on.

“ No, no, Y/N. They are nice people. Weds is just grumpy in the morning. Right, Weds? “ 

You nod, completely oblivious. 

[wol-fica]

-𝕎𝕠𝕖 𝕀𝕤 𝕄𝕖?- ℙ𝕋𝟜

pairings - wenclair x daughter!reader

summary - closer comes with apologies to your mothers, but will that peace last?

warnings - none

an - you can read this while you wait for the new smut fic

————————

Humans are creatures of prescribed non-perfection.

No matter how hard one tries, they will never be the best version of themselves. They will never fit the puzzle piece of a perfect society member, and they will always have at least one thing wrong with them. 

With you, your imperfections came at an alarming rate and were exceedingly wrong in most people’s eyes. Instead of playing with barbie’s as a kid, you played with knives and ouija boards. Instead of running around at the playground with Luka, you chose to snatch kids and drag them into the woods while they screamed and cried for their mommies. While every other “normal” child grew up to do normal things, you stuck with the abnormal side of the world.

In simple terms, you were just weird.

“I don’t understand.” Luka said, eyeing you carefully while you ate your salad, “You told mom and mama that you didn’t love them anymore?”

“Contrary, I just told them I wish they weren’t my parents.” You replied, chewing on a cucumber while you read your book.

“Basically the same thing.”

“No it isn’t.”

“Ehhh it sounds the same.”

“Luka.” You said, setting your fork down and turning to him, “Stop pestering me about it.”

“But-.” He started before trailing off when he saw the look you were giving him, “Okay.”

You nodded, reaching over to give his shoulder a gentle pat. He smiled at you, then turned back to his own lunch; raw cow thigh. It was still parents weekend, but the rest of your family wouldn’t be joining you until later for the carnival hangout.

You weren’t nervous, that’s not the word you would use, but you definitely were feeling uneasy about being around your parents. You knew how your mothers temper could get, especially if your mom was upset about something. You’ve never been in the line of fire with her temper, but you have witnessed the twins getting the heat on their necks from time to time. 

To say it’s scary is an understatement, the way she yelled at them was a terrifying sight to see. Your mother was one of the very few things you were afraid of, hence why you steered clear of getting into trouble with her when she was angry.

Unfortunately, now you were the center of her frustration due to your honest comments about how you felt neglected, which ultimately leads to her being salty with you all of the carnival day. At the moment, Luka was dragging you around to each and every game he could find, your brothers are your heels while your parents trailed behind.

“Oooh, Y/N look! You could totally beat that one!” Louis said, pushing you towards an archery game. 

You scowled, shrugging his hands off of you to turn to face the game clerk. He held his hand out for money to play, and Luka slapped five dollars into his hand with a smile.

“Our sister is gonna dominate this game.” Louis yelled, sneering at the game clerk.

“And she will make sure none beat her name.” Leo added on, a devious smile on his face.

“Ten for ten?” Luka asked from your right, watching as you picked up the cheap bow, “Should I bet on you?”

Your lips quirked into a small smirk, your eyes flickering to him, “If you do, you’ll definitely be rich.”

You drew back the first arrow, staring into your brother's icy blue eyes, and let go. The arrow flew forward, and pierced right through the center of the first target. Your brothers cheered, clearly happy with how your first shot went. To your left, you could just barely pick up on your mom lightly clapping, while your mother brooded next to her. 

“Yeah, you will be rich.” You mumbled to Luka before hitting the next nine shots perfectly. 

“That’s why you’re my favorite sister.” He chuckled, taking the large teddy bear from the now butthurt game clerk.

“I’m your only sister.”

“Exactly!”

You rolled your eyes, taking your bag from him and slinging it over your shoulder. Louis and Leo hurried past you and looped their arms into Luka’s, dragging him away towards an ongoing hotdog eating contest. You turned, just in time to see Wednesday hurry past you to follow them. Soon you were left alone with your mom, an awkward silence between the two of you. 

“Your archery has gotten better.” Enid said, walking closer until she stood beside you, “Have you been practicing with Xavier’s daughter?”

“Yes, Mika has been giving me tips.” You replied, eyes trained on Luka stuffing his face with four hotdogs. 

Another pregnant pause, one that made a bubbly feeling of anxiety rise in your throat. Your hands started to feel clammy, but before you could say anything, your mom beat you to it.

“I know you didn’t mean what you said.” She murmured, staring at you with warm eyes, “At least I hope you didn’t.”

You nodded, silently agreeing with her words. She smiled, and moved closer to bump her shoulder against yours in a playful way.

“Wednesday is upset,” She began, reaching out to brush a lock of hair behind your ear, “But I’m positive she would be happy if you apologized.”

You nodded again, sniffling softly as tears made their way to your eyes. Your mom picked up on that, and was quick to pull you into a hug. Your arms immediately went around her body, nuzzling your face into her chest for comfort as you tried to suppress your sobs.

“It’s okay.” Enid said, her lips pressing to your temple, “You are always allowed to cry.” 

At her words you broke, letting the tears fall down your face and into her sweater as you hiccuped and cried into her chest. She rubbed your back, whispering words of comfort into your ear while she held you.

“I’m sorry.” You whimpered, tightening your hold on her, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean any of it.”

“I know, I know.” Your mom cooed, softly cradling your head, “It’s okay, I forgive you baby.”

You cried quietly, your sobs soon shrinking down to sniffles against her colorful sweater. She held you close, gently swaying from side to side to help calm you down. You vaguely heard footsteps approaching, but your senses were overwhelmed with tears and your mom that you couldn’t comprehend who they belonged to.

“Hey Y/N/N.” Enid whispered, giving you a small squeeze, “Wednesday is here.”

You sucked in a breath, leaning back to look up to your mother, meeting her black eyes. Her gaze was softer than usual, yet still held its brooding demeanor. You gulped, choosing to stare at the ground instead of her.

“I’m sorry…for saying what I said.” You mumbled, playing with your hands, “I didn’t mean it, and I never will.”

Enid had her hand on your back, gently caressing up and down to help calm you. You stood in silence, expecting your mother to rain hellfire down on you, but nothing came. 

Instead, she moved forward and pulled you into her arms, giving you a tight hug. You stiffened, unsure of what to do since your mother almost NEVER gave hugs. She held you, pulling your body close to hers.

“I forgive you.” Wednesday said, pulling back to look at you, “Thank you for apologizing.”

You nodded, feeling a bit awkward just standing there. Enid came up next to you, leaning over to whisper something in your mothers ear. She smiled and nodded, but before you could even question anything, Luka comes barreling out of nowhere with a trophy in his hand and mustard all over his face.

“I WON!” He screamed, almost tackling you to the ground, “158 HOTDOGS!”

“Amazing.” You said sarcastically, pushing him off of you, “You smell like mustard, get away from me.”

He gave you a cheesy grin and turned to your mom, showing her the trophy in which she squealed to. The twins ran up with their own miniature trophies, and soon the four werewolves were jumping up and down in pure joy. You scowled at the sight, glancing at your mother who wore the same exact look, and let out a little laugh.

“What’s so funny.” She asked, turning to you.

“None of your business.” You shot back.

“It is my business if you’re laughing at me.”

“Who said I was laughing at you? Is everything about you?”

Wednesday snorted, pulling you into a side hug with a kiss to the top of your head. You hummed, leaning your head on her shoulder while your arm went around her. 

“Thank you for forgiving me.” You said, looking up at your mother.

“Of course, I’ll always forgive you.” She replied, a small smile at the sight of her family in front of her.

“I…I love you mama.” You mumbled, tucking yourself closer into her side.

Wednesday froze up, and looked down at you, taking in the fact you said that before smiling warmly.

“I love you too, bonita niña.”

———————————

taglist: @cartierdreamx@tundra1029@red1culous@vorsdany@andsoigotabutterfly@theafterofnevermore@yomomisgay@house-of-lovin@slvt4lanadelrey@thenextdawn@nepobaby08@dunohilly@somekindofpoet@alexkolax@cinffy23@pedrosprincess@amberfreemansburntface@myfturn

[toournextadventure]

Hiii ! I just came across your writing and I gotta say, I’m really liking it ! Especially the Winclair x reader :) I have a suggestion, Winclair x overly protective Reader, finding out reader injured/killed someone because they said something degrading about Wednesday or Enid, or tried flirting/getting with them. Keep up the great writing :]

Bestie I am ALWAYS down to write a feral, protective reader with Wenclair 😎

stunning, murderous little thing

Enid shouldn’t have been surprised when you walked into the apartment bedroom with a bloody smile and dripping, bloodstained clothes. Your smile wasn’t as sadistic as Wednesday’s, but there was a very specific sense of danger behind it. A sense of danger that, truthfully, only you could really muster.

“Who was it this time?” Wednesday asked without even looking up from her typewriter.

“That punk from Enid’s Econ class,” you said as you tried to lick some dried blood off one of your fangs. “You know, the one that called you a mangy mutt that needed to be muzzled?”

“Is he still breathing?” Enid sighed even though, judging by your current state, she knew the answer anyway.

“He’s not dead,” you said indignantly. “He just wishes he was.” You made the move like you were going to fall on the bed where Enid was laying down.

“Don’t!” Enid shouted. Mid-fall, you missed the bed by only an inch before crashing to the floor.

“The fuck?” You asked as you sat up, rubbing your head with bloodstained hands.

“You are not getting blood on our sheets,” she said with a pointed finger in your chest. “That’ll be the fifth time this month.”

“Sixth,” Wednesday chimed in. “Don’t forget the supposed accident.”

“You guys can’t hold that one against me,” you whined, “it was an accident.” Both women turned to look at you with disbelieving eyes. “He’s the one that ran into my elbow.”

“Go wash off,” Enid demanded, “and maybe I’ll consider letting you back up on the bed.”

“Are you two going to help me?” You asked, waggling your eyebrows in false seduction. It was rather ridiculous.

And yet.

“Come on,” Enid sighed even though she was smiling back at you, “before you stain everything else.”

“You coming, Willa?” You asked when Wednesday still made no move to get up.

“My writing time is not over,” Wednesday said simply, “so no.”

Enid saw the sparkle in your eyes before you made your move. There was no time for her to even attempt to stop you before you stood behind Wednesday, primed and ready. Poor Wednesday didn’t even have time to notice your presence before you rubbed your hands down her cheeks and neck, down her bare shoulders and down to her arms, smearing blood across her skin. Wednesday’s entire body stilled, leaving nothing but silence in the apartment.

“Oh shame,” you mumbled. “It seems you need to clean up now too.”

It was impressive how slowly Wednesday spun her chair around to look up at you. She was also, though Enid would never say it aloud, extremely attractive when covered in blood. The dark red really brought out the brown in her eyes, truly stunning.

"You can keep one hand," Wednesday told you, "which would you prefer?"

"You can take the left," you mused as you held both hands up. "I mean, you both seem to enjoy the right too much to lose it."

Enid could feel a migraine forming when Wednesday lunged at you and you screamed, running off to the shower with her hot on your trail. Enid loved you both, she truly did. But you were going to kill her for sure.

After that night, Enid and Wednesday had given you one rule; no killing anyone unless you had their permission. One would think this wasn't such a difficult rule to follow, but you certainly did your best to find every loophole possible.

"What if I only maim him?" You asked one night while Wednesday pretended to not enjoy being the little spoon.

"Only with good cause,” Wednesday mumbled in her sleepy voice that she pretended not to have.

You hummed in acknowledgment and pulled Wednesday closer, trying to keep your cool when she did her best to snuggle deeper into your arms. When Enid came home, she found the both of you fast asleep yet still leaving room for her on the other side. All she had to do was slide into bed and the both of you instantly reached for her, pulling her into the cuddle pile.

The day of reckoning appeared far faster than Wednesday and Enid had anticipated.

It was just a simple day, you were all walking out of your last class for the week which you thankfully shared, arguing and complaining because Wednesday refused to help you and Enid with the homework. Typical, of course, she always liked to hold this over you both as leverage for cuddles or kisses. A usual Friday, actually, you expected nothing less.

And then it happened.

“Hey Sinclair, Addams.”

They never seemed to call your name, Enid realised as the two frat boys appeared beside you.

“You two busy tonight?” The taller boy standing beside Wednesday asked.

“Extremely,” she answered without looking up. You kept turning your head between both boys and Enid could see the gears turning behind your sunglasses.

“You should come to the party tonight,” the boy beside Enid said. He sounded far more genuine. “We’ll pick you ladies up.”

Enid felt your hand brush against hers as the boys kept talking. It wasn’t the gentle touch you usually gave out freely while walking around campus, but a fist. Oh no, she thought when you ran your tongue over your teeth. More importantly, over your fangs.

“Is this a good enough cause?” You asked; neither of the boys even paid you any attention.

“Yes,” Wednesday said simply.

Oh, your smile was terrifying.

“Hey guys,” you said, finally drawing the boys’ attention, “I got an 8 ball in my bag, want some for your party?”

“Hell yeah,” the taller boy answered quickly.

“Come on, let’s go over here,” you gestured your head toward the alley between campus buildings. The business building; no one would suspect a thing.

They followed you without hesitation, without a single care in their little heads. Enid sighed when Wednesday smirked at their disappearance. She dug her shoe into the dirt, drawing little patterns when she felt Wednesday grab her hand. It helped ease her anxiety just a little bit.

You finally came out from around the building with bloody knuckles and no company.

“I feel much better,” you said with a big smile.

“Still can’t clean up properly,” Wednesday said, wiping her thumb across your lips to erase the small drop of blood.

“Are we finally watching that movie tonight?” You asked as you forced yourself between them, holding each of their hands in yours.

“Only if you make the popcorn,” Enid said.

“You’ve got yourself a deal, sugar,” you said with an even bigger smile and a squeeze of their hands.

Your overprotectiveness was getting worse. Good thing your girlfriends enjoyed it.

[specialagentlokitty]

Wednesday x reader - just you, me, and the parasite

Could you do wenclair x venom reader were they don’t know what’s the reader is and they’re both trying to find what they’re are but going through this they both fall in love with the It’s cool that you don’t know to right the pair with the venom reader you could just do one of them if you feel like it, thank you for telling me instead of not just saying anything about it - Anon💜

Looking at the chicken walking across your dorm, you turned to the to the black mass of goo floating next to you and rose a brow.

“Stop bringing him back in!”

“Bob is friend!” Venom grumbled.

Rolling your eyes, you pushed him away as you went to go grab the chickens but he quickly took control of your arms.

“Venom!”

“No take friend!”

“Let me go you little bitch!”

“Never!”

You tried to regain control of your arms but you couldn’t, venom grinned happily, grabbing a pen he started to scribble in your homework.

“Dude!”

“I do good.”

You smiled a little and rolling your eyes, looking at the little pictures he had drew as answers and you nodded your head to him.

“You did great buddy.”

He grinned, setting the pen down as he pulled out the extra sheets the teachers had given you.

They were used to this, venom sometimes liked to help you, he enjoyed doing things thinking he was helping you which is something you knew he liked doing.

Yes, he still tried to bite peoples heads off but that was just who he was.

“Someone is coming.” He growled.

He quickly retreated and hid himself away from everyone and just a second later there was a knock at your door.

Walking over, you opened it and smiled at Wednesday.

You knew she’d be trying to figure out what you were for a while, but she still had yet to guess.

“I need you to come with me tonight.”

“What? Why?”

You let her into your room and went back to carrying on with trying to figure out what it is your homework exactly wanted from you.

“Enid has a date.”

You smiled a little.

“About damn time those two idiots got together. Yeah I can come with you, when we leaving?”

“Now.”

Wednesday grabbed your bag and tossed it over to you which you barely just caught.

Standing up, you looked at her in absolute confusion as you dangled the empty bag in your hands.

“I know you sneak you half the town, I know you’ve got things hidden away.”

“Damn nothings sacred…”

Heading to your bed, you pushed it aside and knelt down, prying open a few floorboards, you started to gather the supplies you had hidden under there.

You put everything on the ground and put everything back the way it was, gesturing for the gothic girl to come over which she did.

“Do you need everything?”

“I’ll come to you when I need to hide a body.”

You smirked a little and let her take some things from the pile, some torches, batteries, a small dagger, some hand warmers, a face mask and she held up a few bundles of herbs.

“Clever, with its overwhelming smells lavender and lemon will hide anything.”

“Exactly, add a bit of whatever else you find out there and it blends into the perfect smell of whatever’s around you meaning you can hide in seconds.”

She nodded her head and stuffed those into her bag.

Then you grabbed the rest, stuffing it into your bag.

“Is this such a good idea?”

“You might get to eat someone.”

“This is a good idea.”

You smirked at the voice in your head, you always knew how to win him over. You weren’t stupid, you knew what Venom liked and didn’t like, and what could convince him to do things.

You saw Wednesday heading for your door and you quickly stopped her.

“We’ll get spotted immediately. I’m at the back of the school, here follow me.”

Leaving your bag on the windowsill, you pulled at the vines a little and nodded your head.

You looked behind you to see Wednesday still coming over so you decided to act fast.

“Venom feet…”

The alien didn’t need to be told twice, as you jumped he became your legs, helping you land safely before retreating again.

“How do I get down?”

You pointed to the vines.

Wednesday tossed the bags down to you before she scaled down and you helped her jumped down the rest of the way.

Once she was steady, you let go and handed her her bag.

“Tell anyone and I bury you alive.”

“Secrets safe. Lead the way.”

You let her lead you through the forest, both of you slowly looking around trying to make sure that you were safe and no one was following you.

“Wait, get back!”

Wednesday pulled you down behind some bushes and you looked to her.

She raised a finger to her lips, telling you to be quiet and gestured to listen.

Nodding, you titled your head a little.

“Venom, what can you hear?”

Out of the pair of you he would have the best chance of hearing whatever was going on, and he’d be able to tell you everything that was being said.

He repeated everything, from animals, birds, to some police officers not far off.

You tapped Wednesday on the shoulder.

“Police…” you whispered.

“You can tell they’re police?”

You nodded.

“Tell me what they’re saying.” She demanded quietly.

So while venom told you, you told her, and you both had to stay there until nearly an hour when the officers left and you both went to investigate but there was no trace of them.

“Nothings happened recently, why would they be here?” You asked.

Venom took control of your legs, taking you over to somewhere and he crouched down so you could see.

“This.”

You reached out and picked it up, sleeves covering your hands.

You stood up and walked back over to Wednesday showing her what it was.

“A bit of someone’s shirt?” You asked.

Wednesday frowned even more as she looked at it, nodding her head.

Wednesday looked at you as you looked around before staring off into space, it was something she noticed quite a bit.

It was almost as if you retreated into your own head, like someone was still there moving your body and such but you weren’t there.

She noticed the way you were staring off into the distance, and the way your fingers flexed at your side.

“Run!”

You grabbed her hand, and without giving her much of a choice you dragged her after you.

“What?! Let go!”

Wednesday snatched her hand back but she carried on running.

Whatever it was you couldn’t out run it, because before you knew it you were spinning around, grabbing Wednesday by her hands, you tossed her aside just to get thrown back, claws raking across your skin.

“Swap!” Venom yelled.

He quickly took charge, your body changing, growing taller, reflective black goo surrounding your body, and venom smirked, snapping his jaws a couple of time.

The charged forward, kicking the monster back and into a tree.

“Tag!” He sneered.

Wednesday could only hide as you, if she could even call it that, did everything to stop the creature from getting closer to her.

Her eyes were glued to what used to be you, and she watched as the monster finally ran away, realising this wasn’t a fight it could win, and Wednesday stood up.

“What the hell are you?” She asked.

There was no emotion to her voice as you turned around.

Venom released half of your face so you could look at her.

“We are venom.” You both said.

Venom let your face go fully, popping up as a little head on your shoulder and you looked around, gesturing for Wednesday to grab the bags.

“I’ll I’ll explain when we’re back at the school but we need to go.”

Wednesday accepted this and tossed the bags up to you and you held them, still using venom as a suit of armour.

Even as you got to the school his still held a protective defence around you.

You tossed the bags through your window and held your hands clasped together, giving Wednesday a boost through the window before venom easily lifted the pair of you up.

You closed the windows and sat on the bed, and the creature popped his head out again, travelling around the room.

Wednesday watched him for a minute before she turned to you.

“Why’re you still like that if we’re back?”

“If he takes it away I’m going to bleed out, venom doesn’t take injuries like we do, and if I get hurt he can heal it, but these are pretty deep do they’re going to take a while.”

“You’d be dead without me.”

“I’d be free without you little bitch, stop trying to cook!”

Wednesday watched as the pair of you bickered back and forth like siblings would.

She was completely fascinated, and as much as she hated to admit to, and would pour bleach down her throat before ever telling anyone, it was what made her fall in love with you a little more

[vaniloqu3nce]

More about the wenclair kids, this post is dedicated to @krystal-maiden because they wanted to know more about the twins! If anyone wants to ask anything about them, I’d happily share my hyperfixations with anyone (:

Leonidas is a pack animal and prefers company. He follows his moms everywhere and whenever his uncles visit he will hold something they have hostage so they can stay longer. Leonidas was jealous that Wednesday AND Enid had brothers, so he asked for brothers for his birthday. He got two twin sisters instead.

When the twins came home, Leonidas tried to return them because he thought they got the wrong kids.

Vittoria and Naenia are not identical twins, in fact one look at them and nobody could tell they were twins at all. Vittoria is the spitting image of Enid and Leonidas save for her nearly black eyes. And Naenia is the spitting image of Wednesday, except her bright blue eyes which stare into the soul of anyone and everyone.

Naenia and Vittoria were born with their dominant gene being psychic, and because of their twinship they share a connection. If Vittoria cries, Naenia will start crying soon after. If Vittoria is hungry, Naenia will cry, if Naenia wakes up in the middle of the night and sits there quietly, Vittoria will wake up and start crying. If Naenia needs to be changed, Vittoria will start crying. Leonidas noticed this and immediately started trying to experiment to figure out the limits of this. Wednesday always manages to catch him before someone gets beheaded though.

Vittoria was smiling as soon as they left the delivery room. (They had to make sure Leonidas didn’t cut the breaks) Naenia didn’t stop crying unless Wednesday held her and they didn’t like to be separated. Leonidas spent the entire car ride pouting because he wanted brothers.

Naenia has a permanent glare, unless her face is relaxed, like when she’s inspecting Enid’s fangs or near Vittoria. (Naenia will play with Enid and Leo’s fangs as a baby) The first time she smiles is at Leonidas as he’s about to set her on fire, and he decides she is more useful alive (his heart melts and he realizes he’d protect his baby sisters with his life). Vittoria is a very happy baby so long as she’s entertained. She’s very curious and tries to get into everything Leo owns (annoy him to death) and thus starts their life long prank rivalry.

Yoko loves the twins and Leo, she insist they call her aunty or dad (Wednesday firmly disagrees even though she is their god mother). Frequently Yoko just pops into the house with gifts for the twins and Leo. Vittoria loves anything colorful to chew on and expensive (she seems to be able to smell what costs money). Yoko very quickly becomes Vittoria’s favorite and Naenia loves her fangs.

Leonidas always tries to ambush and kill Yoko but she’s much faster and stronger than he is. Yoko just thinks he’s adorable every time he tries to jump on her back with a toy knife. He makes it his goal to defeat her in combat (even though he won’t say it, he respects her a lot). And he likes that she protects Enid, Leo is very protective of his moms.

Naenia loves being around Leonidas, she smiles most as a baby when he watches horror movies with her.

Vittoria loves when there are a lot of people around to watch, she doesn’t like to be bored at all. She often spends time in Leonidas’s old carrier with Enid because she likes to move around. And because Naenia doesn’t like to be far from her, Enid buys a second one for Wednesday to use in public. She is appalled. She wears it anyway. They’re in their snood colors.

Enid: We can match!

Wesnesday: …Leo I think your mom is trying to send me to an early grave.

Leonidas: Grave digging! :D

Wednesday, nodding: Yes we do have to take them on their first grave robbing expedition, they’re getting about that age.

Enid: …they’re five months old.

Wednesday: By that age my father and my uncle had already taken me across the sea to slay my first kraken with them. It’s a bonding experience for family.

[wenclairfamily]

Wednesday Gets Drunk on Karaoke Night: Short Young Adult Wenclair Story

-Pictures Made Using AI, with Several Edits Done by Myself

*This story takes place when Wednclair are married at age 26

Wednesday and Enid walked into a bar that was dimly lit, but had bright pink wallpaper along the walls. The bar included tables for people to eat at, while a stage was set up with two microphones. Wednesday looked very uncomfortable as she said, "What is this place?" A smiling Enid said, "It's The Pretty Unicorn Bar. I've always wanted to check this place out, but I never really got the chance. Come on. It's my birthday, but I'll buy you any drink tonight." Wednesday and Enid then sat at a bar, as a female bartender approached the two. The female bartender then said, "So what's your poison tonight ladies?" Wednesday with a deadpan face said, "Arsenic if available." The bartender looked confused for a moment, but then a smiling Enid said, "It's her first time at a bar." The bartender smiled as she said, "Well then I'm honored to serve her first drink. I'll find her something nice." Then Wednesday suddenly heard loud pop music come on. Wednesday's eyes widened as she said, "What is that?" A super happy and excited Enid then said, "It's karaoke night Wens! And the theme is 90's music!" Then five young men stood on stage together as they sang, "You are... my fire. The one... desire. Believe... when I say... I want it that way!" Enid then hooted and hollered at the five young men on stage singing... while Wednesday stepped back with terror on her face as she began to grab a knife.

A half hour passed, and Wednesday sat at the edge of the bar while drinking a bottle of wine. The bartender then walked over to Wednesday as she said, "You okay girl?" Then Wednesday put the bottle of wine down as she said, "I think I need something stronger." Then suddenly Wednesday heard Enid's voice say, "Hi everyone! My name is Enid, and tonight I'll be singing with my lovely wife of nearly eight years: Wednesday!" Wednesday then turned her head, and saw Enid standing on the stage. A smiling Enid then said, "Hey Wens. It's our turn to do karaoke. Come on everyone. Encourage my wife to come up and join me." Then everyone in the bar chanted: "Wednesday! Wednesday! Wednesday!" Wednesday with an uncomfortable and annoyed look on her face - walked over to the stage as she kept a bottle of wine in her hand. Wednesday then stood near Enid, and softly said, "I didn't agree to this." Then a smiling Enid said, "But you said you'd do anything I wanted on my birthday. Come on. It's karaoke. Loosen up. Besides... I thought it be fun if we'd do a little song from one of the Batman movies." A curious Wednesday then said, "Oh. Should I go to the limo and get by cello. I am quite familiar with Danny Elfman's theme music he composed." Then a coy Enid said, "Actually... I'm picking a little tune from the Batman Forever soundtrack."

Then suddenly slow romantic music began to play on the bar's speakers, as a wide eyed and frightened Wednesday said, "What?" Then a smiling Enid said, "Come on Wednesday. This will be fun. Now just sing the words as they appear on the screen over there... not that you'll need to, since you've already sung this song with me a thousand times... in my dreams." Wednesday sighed... and then grabbed a microphone, and with a monotone emotionless speaking voice, she said, "There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea." Then with excitement, passion, and emotion: Enid grabbed her microphone tightly as she closed her eyes and sang, "Youuuu became: the light on the dark side of me." Then Wednesday in her emotionless speaking voice said, "Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill." Then a happy Enid tilted her head back as she passionately sang, "But did you know that when it snows: my eyes become large, and the light that you shine can't be seen?" Then as Enid continued to sing, Wednesday tilted her own head back and began to quickly drink as much wine as she could from her wine bottle.

Then within minutes, both Enid and Wednesday were holding their microphones in their hands, while a very drunk and passionate Wednesday with closed eyes and lots of emotion in her heart: held out one hand as she sang, "BAY-BAY, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey. Ooooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah!" Then a smiling Enid and Wednesday together both sang, "Now that your rose is in bloom: a light hits the gloom on the grey." Then as the song ended, the entire crowd in the bar began to loudly clap and cheer. A smiling Enid then said, "Wow Wednesday. That was fun. Looks like the wine really helped you loosen up." Then with a determined look on her face, Wednesday said, "I want to sing another song." Enid then casually said, "Sure we will. Next time we come here." Then with a look of anger, Wednesday held her microphone up as she said, "No. We will sing another song NOW!" A confused looking Enid then said, "Um... okay."

Within a half hour: Wednesday, Enid, and many other individuals were dressed up as monsters as they were dancing together. Wednesday meanwhile was throwing her arms around in all directions as she said, "Now throw your hands up in the air! Wave 'em around like you just don't care." The Enid yelled, "And if you wanna party let me hear you yell… 'cause we got it goin' on again!" Then Wednesday stood on top of the bar as she yelled, "Am I original!?" Then everyone in the bar yelled, "Yeah!" Then Enid jumped on top of the bar as she yelled, "Am I the only one?" Then everyone in the bar again yelled, "Yeah!" Then Wednesday began shaking her hips as she said, "Am I sexual?" Then everyone in the bar loudly yelled, "Yeah!" Then Wednesday and Enid both sang, "Am I everything you need? You better rock your body now." Then Wednesday and Enid jumped on the dance floor, as they and many other people began shaking their arms (with hands bent) back and forth while they sang, "Everybody! Yeah! Rock your body. Yeah! Everybody… rock your body right! Backstreet's back, alright!"

The next morning Wednesday woke up in bed. Wednesday then sat up as she said, "Uggh. Major headache... and not the kind I like." Then a smiling Enid walked into the room as she said, "That's called a hangover babe. But it's the price you gotta pay for the most crazy fun night of our lives." Then a confused looking Wednesday said, "Wait. What happened last night? I don't seem to recall any details." Then Enid held up her phone as she said, "I thought that might happen. So I made sure I could get as many people as possible to record it." Then Wednesday's eyes widened as she saw Enid play a video that showed herself singing and dancing on stage. Wednesday with anger in her face said, "Remove it! Remove it at once!" A confused Enid then said, "But I can't. Other people recorded it and put it online. And then hundreds of other people re-posted it as it spread online. I can't delete the video from existence now, just like I can't erase people's memories of it."

Then Wednesday glared forward as she said, "Well I can. Because I will use every ability at my disposal to reach beyond reality and force the creator of everything that is known to us to erase this night from everyone's memories... or give them a slow painful death." Then fearing for my own life, I declared that everyone in the universe forgot and lost every trace of Wednesday and Enid's big dance party night. I am not sure how Wednesday just transcended my fanfiction reality and is holding a knife to my head, but here I am now breaking the fourth wall just to let you know no one remembered Wednesday's crazy dance night. It will be like it never happened. Those dance scenes are no longer canon to the story. Now please Wednesday... don't hurt me!

Check out my HUGE Wenclair Series to Read MORE

https://www.wattpad.com/user/WenclairFamily (T-rated version of my stories)

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14168842/1/The-Passion-of-a-Moment-Enid-and-Wednesday-s-Family-and-Legacy (M-rated version of my stories)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43420609 (alternate link for M-rated version of my stories)

[midnightsnakesstuff]

This is wrong but feels it good.

Paring:Ajax petropolis x reader

Mention of Wenclair

Warrings: slightly 18+ but not to much, cheating and sneaking around

Summary: Enid and Ajax had been dating for a year now. What happens when her best friend and boyfriend have a moment?

Requested: no

Hi again! Hope you all will enjoy this.

*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　

One year ago

No one POV

Y/n and Enid has been friends for 4 years. They trusted each other with everything that was until Wednesday came in. Enid started to pay more attention to the mysterious girl leaving Y/n sometimes behind.

But that didn't bother her that much since Enid could have her own friends. After the blood accident at the Raven dance everything changed. Enid and her crush finally got together. Y/n was really happy for them. Until now.

Present time

Y/n POV

Here I was laying shirtless under my best friends boyfriend kissing him like I haven't kissed someone before. Grinding and feeling each others heat. The way his lips brushed against mine and his fingertip touching my hip slightly made me feel something I have never felt before.

"Ajax". I let out a breathless moan as I felt his lips touch my neck. "Yes love". Ajax whispered. "Are you sure about this". I said rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm so sure". He said looking into my eyes.

Just as I was about to kiss him there was a knock on the door. "Did you invite someone over?" I asked confused. "No I haven't". Ajax said before getting up. He gave me a quick kiss before walking to the door.

He opened the door slightly before gasping. "Enid what are you doing here?" He asked shocked. "I came to see my boyfriend". She said giving him a hug. Shit. I quickly grabbed my clothes and climbed under the bed as quickly as possible.

I could hear footsteps walking deeper into the room while Ajax tried to stop her. "No wait Enid". He said walking after her. "What's wrong?" She said turning to him. "Uh...um nothing I just don't like a dirty room". He said when he realized I was gone.

"Don't be silly it's okay". Enid said with a smile. After four hours of being under the bed Enid finally left. Wednesday needed help with something and it sounded serious. As the door got shut I let out a sigh.

I crawled out under the bed and looked at Ajax. "That was close". He said looking quilty. "Yea". I said looking down. "Maybe we should stop doing this". I said softly watching him nod. It broke my heart but it was for the best.

I put on my shirt and fixed my hair before grabbing my phone. From the corner of my eye I could see Ajax looking at me as I walked around his room. "Well this is goodbye then". I said with a soft voice. "Yea". Ajax said putting a shirt on.

I didn't say another word and left without looking back. Yes it did hurt but I had to do it. I couldn't do that to Enid. Well I already did but her finding out is one of my biggest fears. Better stop now before it's too late.

Walking to my dorm I felt empty. No one has ever understood me in a romantic way except for Ajax. It hurted me when I see him with her but I kept my mouth shut. That was before it happened in the night shades library two months ago.

Two months ago (in the nightshades library)

It was only me and Ajax in the library. We were cleaning up after a huge part Bianca through for winning against Wednesday at fencing after losing a few times but also for Yoko recovery

"I always thought you were a party animal". I said looking over at Ajax who's picking up cups. "I was before I met Enid but I slacked down". He said looking over at me. I nodded.

"You don't look so happy when you said that, what's wrong". I said putting the broom down. "Nothing is wrong". He sighed. "Yea there is you just sighed. You know you can tell me". I said putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Yea I know. I just feel like she's bored of me. We don't kiss only hugs and she spends more time with Wednesday then me". He said sighing. "It's stupid". He continued.

"What no it's not. It's your feelings. Is okay to feel stuff like this". I said sitting on the table in front of him. "It's normal". I said giving him a small smile.

"Well is it normal that I want to pin you against the table and kiss you until your lips are red". Ajax said making me to stunt to speak.

"Is it normal for me to have wet dreams abouy girlfriend's best friend". He said walking closer until he was between my legs

"Is it normal that I want it to be you instead". He said lowering his voice. "No". I whispered. "I want to kiss you so badly Y/n". He said looking into my eyes. I knew I should of said no and left but I couldn't.

"Then do it". I whispered looking at his lips before making eye contact. And the next thing I felt was his lips smacked against mine. Our bodies pressed against each other leaving no space for everything. Both shirts on the floor as we made out like it was our last.

Present

When I got to my room I shut the door softly. Why did I feel so....empty. I've never felt like this. I kept thinking on why I felt like this until I stopped in front of my mirror. I looked at myself then relized. I was in love with Ajax petropolis.

Two and a half months has past since the last time me and Ajax had our moments and to be honest. I missed him. I missed his touch. His lips. His whiny moans when we made out when I told Enid we were doing "homework" that Ms Thornhill gave us.

As I walked into the qaud I saw him standing with Xavier talking about something. I wanted to go up to him and kiss him like that night but I knew I couldn't. I sighed as I walked over to Enid.

"Y/n! Hi how are you". Enid said giving me a hug. "Hey I'm okay". I said putting on a fake smile. "Me and Wednesday is going out want to come with us?" Enid asked pulling away from the hug. "You convinced Wednesday to come out into the sun. How did you do that". I said acting shocked.

"Oh um just giving her more writing time you know her and her novel". Enid said scratching her head. "Oh uh okay well have fun I guess". I said smiling. Since it was a Saturday we could do anything we want here at Nevermore. I'd usually go to Ajax's dorm but since that day I can't.

Ajax POV

Seeing Y/n walking into the qaud made me question if it was a good thing to end it with her. "Bro just invite her over. I'm sure Enid misses you just as much". I heard Xavier say looking at me.

Yes he does think it's Enid. I'd never tell him about me and Y/n. Well at least not now. "Maybe I should. I miss her so much bro". I said looking at Y/n. Maybe I should start things with her again. No I should start things with her again and I'll do it tonight.

No one POV

Once Enid and Wednesday left Y/n decided to stay in her room for the mean time. She wasn't feeling like going out nor staying inside so she decided to sleep instead.

Waking up breathing heavily with her hands about to go down her pants and her cheeks red as she thought of Ajax laying next to her in bed after a heated moment. "Fuck I do miss him". She said sighing.

She quickly got up and grabbed her phone to see it's almost 8. She got dressed is sweat pants and put her shoes on leaving her phone in her dorm as she made it two Ajax dorm.

Knocking impatiently on his door wanting to see his face so badly. "Coming!" Ajax said annoyed. The door swung open showing a frowning Ajax. "Wha-". "It is wrong but it feels good". Y/n said interrupting him. "I can't stand being away from you for one day. I'm losing my mind here". Y/n said out of breath.

"I don't care if it's bad I need it. I need you. I have never begged for anything but I'm begging you please do not end this with me please Ajax. I miss you, your touch, your lips just everything about you". Y/n said tearing up slightly.

Ajax stared down at her before grabbing her jaw and pulling her into a kiss not caring who sees. The kiss was passionat and filled with love. Ajax pulled her closer by her waist wanting to feel every part of her body against his.

He pulled back resting his forehead on hers. "I need you just as much as you need me love". He whispered against her lips feeling her smile. Ajax walked into his dorm slowly connecting their lips again before kicking the door closed. "Jump". Ajax said tapping Y/n bum making her jump.

Ajax caught her putting his hands on her ass before sitting down onto the bed. Y/n arms was around his neck kissing him just before they ended stuff. Not hearing the door open Ajax pulled Y/n shirt off kissing down her neck until he got to her breasts.

Both of them pulled away when they heard a light gasp only to see Enid and Wednesday standing at the door. "Y...Y/n". Enid said softly. " Enid I-we can explain". Y/n said covering her with her shirt. "There is nothing to explain. How long has this been going on?" Enid asked. "Two months but we ended it two months ago". Y/n said looking down not seeing Enid smile.

"Oh I know". Enid said before sighing. "Both of you don't know how to keep secrets". Enid said crossing her arms. "Wait what". Both Ajax and Y/n said looking at each other. "Oh come on do you really think I won't notice the letter A hickeys in your neck Y/n? Or you accidentally leaving your phone in his room when your done doing the "homework" Ms Thornhill gave you both when Wednesday is in the same class as both of you?" Enid said laughing afterwards.

"You knew! Why didn't you say anything?". Ajax asked. "I wanted both of you to feel the quilt but then I saw Y/n mood changing and j notice you two really liked each other". Enid said opening the door more. "Besides me and Wednesday is together". She said with a smile reveling Wednesday.

"Hurt her again and I'll cut your eye balls out". Wednesday said before walking off. "Don't mind her but enjoy!" Enid said walking after her closing the door behind her leaving me and Ajax alone again. "So um that was un expecting". Y/n said looking at Ajax who's already looking at her. "Will you be my girlfriend". Ajax asked holding her hand making her smile. " I'd love to". Y/n said kissing his hand. "Now where were we". Ajax said before making Y/n lay down before getting on top of her.

The end

[eidolons-stuff]

Wednesday: "Is she safe?"

*Thing jumps in front of Xavier before any spilling any bullshit*

Thing: *signs* "Enid is fine. She was just very upset what happened. I'm sure she will be in to see you soon"

[barblaz-arts]

OMG ITS SO COOL THAT ONE OF PUGSLEY’S KIDS IS A MANANANGGAL !! and a boy ??? mananaggal ?? (unless im completely misunderstanding that)

anyways as a filipino its just so cool to see stuff with my culture in it (those posts abt the wenclair fam going to jollibee made me so happy!!!)

btw, what made u decide to create those characters as pugsley’s kids?

Something that I'll give the show props for is subverting what would usually be represented genderwise for monsters. Gorgons are usually women, but they had a boy be one(the only thing I like about him--). And there isn't a lot of female werewolves out there in media. And I'm not talking about stories that are about werewolves. Cuz yknow. Duh of course there'd be female werewolves. But I'm talking about stories about monsters. If you have a show about different monsters or fantasy characters and there's a werewolf, they'd usually give you an angsty and/or wild dude as the main werewolf.

But Wednesday's(the show) main werewolf is a happy girly girl. The only other similar instance I can think of at the top of my head is Ruby from Once Upon A Time. That's probably why the twist in Ruby's episode was so shocking. You expect the dude to be the werewolf. Not the femme girl who dyes the tips of her hair and would probably cry if she ruins her manicure.

Anyways. Monsters that are always majorly represented by one gender is boooorrriiiiiing. Let's mix it up a little.

Sorry that got long.

So! About Pugsley's kids!

I'm not sure about the B&W series, but in the animated movies, Pugsley's a bit of a hopeless romantic. So growing up, I like to think he got around. The problem is he also has terrible luck with women, so none of them lasted, not because he's fickle -- he would fall in love deeply every single time -- but because he just has dog shit luck. He is Fester's nephew after all. So all three kids are Pugsley's from different baby mommas. I'll talk more about em later.

As for what made me choose em

Dante - I've previously mentioned that I headcanon Pugsley as a pyrokinetic because of his love for explosives. I think it'd be neat if he had a girlfriend who came from literal hell and had a baby demon with her

Jasper - some time back when the fandom was still super active, people making their nevermore sona was a trend on twitter. I actually wanted to join and have mine be a manananggal, but I couldn't because I was both busy and was never really a fan of drawing myself(not cuz of like self esteem issues. im pretty darn cute actually! i just prefer to draw other people). but i still wanted to draw a manananggal in Nevermore, and I figured just having it be an OC for Pugsley's child is the perfect opportunity

Briar - those faceless students are sooo damn cool. I love them a lot. I wanted more from them in the show. So I'm just making the content I craved for. Also a faceless little girl whose aunt is Wednesday, pokerface queen, and looks up to her for it? Too funny and cute of a thought to me.

[streamdotpng]

Your Hermit AU never ceases to leave me feeling queasy. I hate it in the way that makes me want to expose myself to it just to feel that deep twinge of angst. I think it hurts worse because it absolutely is something that happens to people. There’s realism in the idea and that’s just… ugh! Good job.

I wonder what would it would be like if Wednesday married out of actual necessity? If the Addams Family Curse existed in the story, but Wednesday always disregarded it. Despised the very idea of it. That once Enid is gone, when the bad effects begin to show, they are rapid and debilitating and would certainly have been lethal.

So what does Wednesday do to survive? Maybe she finds a bandage. Someone similar to the focus of the curse, enough to satisfy it so that it doesn’t outright destroy her. Someone to sign a contract and fulfill a role, temporarily, until she can break the damned thing.

Enid’s twin would do. He looks like her. Smells like her. Maybe the curse allows it, but not without claiming health and mind. On good days, Wednesday is lucid. On good days, she tries to call. But there are more bad days than good, and on those days she’s near bed-ridden, confused, and easily manipulated.

Maybe the curse demands requited love to leave the victim whole. Perhaps whatever Wednesday has with the twin is enough to keep her alive, so that she can survive until the next call, then the call after, and so on.

It would be a different kind of angst. Wednesday not admitting to Enid how she truly feels. Partly because her mind is in tatters, a thing she adamantly hides. Partly because the Curse has tethered her to Enid’s twin. She can’t leave to search for Enid without risk of death, and perhaps she once made a promise Enid to stay alive.

So Enid’s twin? Maybe he knows that this was originally a deal. Just a contract. Does he know that he’s just a ringer for his twin? If he did, would that eat at him? Would what was originally an act of altruism turn into one of pride and greed? The richest Sinclair. The most prestigious Sinclair. Better than his blood wolf twin. Why wouldn’t he want to keep it all?

That idea of temporary? Maybe it fades into manufactured necessity. Wednesday has a hard enough keeping track of the days, let alone having the wits to break a curse. And Enid? Enid is too hurt to process any hints that might drift her way.

So yeah. I just have to wonder. 😅 Keep up with your awesome AUs! I totally enjoys reading about them. Thanks for doing what you do.

There being a curse would just suck overall because it'd mean wednesday knew that her feelings wouldn't have become more (which is unlikely, considering that they had something during nevermore)

Not to mention the possibility of death and marrying out of necessity

The hermit au is already a bad end taken deeper, no need to make it worse :-: because when enid knows, would she really be able to fully trust wednesday again? She would come back for wednesday but that amount of dependence is unhealthy and is the exact reason why enid wanted a break after senior year in the first place. The shenigans during nevermore drove them too close, too dependent and it's necessity that drove them apart so they could grow together after some time

The curse is cute, I like the idea but it's just kinda ehh in this universe because when enid comes back, she'll wonder if what they have is truly love. After all, wednesday looks healthier but does that truly mean that what they have is love? It's not like enid is even doing anything, she's simply close. Does proximity equal love? Simply her voice?

If the curse truly was about the one and only, why would wednesday go for her twin?

Basically, itd force wenclair into proximity and enid's already worse mental state at realizing that she lost wednesday would turn into her wondering if wednesday truly loved her or is it some curse making her think so because thinking otherwise can literally kill her

As for enid's twin, lemme explain how they even got with wednesday

Theyre a spoiled werewolf. Too used to being the best. The first to shift between the two, the one with the most recognition and the one who usually had it all. They were close but after the shift, they just gradually split apart until they're just strangers with similar faces.

And when enid wins against the hyde and gains recognition, they were happy. Maybe they could get closer once again? Until people start confusing them for enid and it churns into something bitter because year after year, it's just enid enid enid. In nevermore, at home, it's all simply enid

No matter how high they go, it starts to feel like they were being overshadowed

Its entitled, yes but that's just how they feel in the depths of their core and it builds as every year passes

And then, news of wenclair splitting hits their ears and they get an idea.

Wednesday is beautiful, that's true. She's smart, she has good blood and she was enid's

If they manage to fall in love with wednesday during their time perusing her, that's just how it is

Then they get married and when they see enid stand to give her speech, a little part inside of them has never felt so accomplished

[sxypigeon]

Lunch Interrupted - A Wenclair story

A/N: Is it too much to ask to have her new girlfriend to herself before announcing their relationship to the world?

Yes, it is.

Wednesday gets over herself much to Enid's amusement.

___

“Please tell me you didn’t actually- What am I saying?  Of course you did,” Bianca muttered to herself.  “You know it actually explains a few things.”

I wasn’t given the chance to ask what exactly the siren meant - I’d have to interrogate her later about how my childhood experience of being held captive and witnessing an aunt die by electrocution might have affected my young psyche.

“Hey, Enid!  Do you have a minute?”

Since returning to school, Enid has endured many new solicitations for her attention.  Ever the kind hearted monster, my wolf has been patient and kind to all . . . deserved or not.

“Sure.”  The werewolf leaned into Wednesday with a comforting, slightly-clawed hand on her shoulder as Enid stood and stepped over the bench seat.  The two steps she took from the table still allowed their conversation to be heard.

Many of these solicitors wouldn’t have given Enid the time of day six months ago, but feel entitled to her time now, as if they were doing her an honor by conversing with her.  The other werewolves are easily the worst offenders, both in number and entitlement.

Wednesday raised her gaze from her meal and met Yoko’s unimpressed look from across the table.  Both of them had similar feelings about Enid’s new found popularity.  They had a loose agreement, that Enid of course was unaware of, to cover for one another if either decided to follow up with any of the would be suitors. . . Yoko unfortunately insisted on light maiming only.    

“I was wondering if you had any plans for spring break,” the stocky, interloping wolf asked the blonde.  The confidence in his purposely lowered voice made Wednesday almost cringe.

I can’t see either of them, which I suppose is some relief.  I doubt I’d be able to remain seated otherwise.  The last time one of them dared to touch my beloved - well, Enid was adamant I take the violence down several notches in the future.

“I do actually-” Enid started to say brightly.

“My pack is hosting the jamboree this year!” he practically shouted over her.  “It’ll be a great way to network with the biggest clans . . . maybe even find a mate.”

At the beginning of the semester, I promised Enid I wouldn’t consciously act in a way that would put myself at risk of expulsion.  I have never wanted to break that promise more in my life.

Keeping her cool, as always, Enid kept her voice light.  “That sounds super fun, but I’m going to be spending the week with a friend.”

We haven’t exactly announced our relationship to the public.  Her- our friends know, but Enid has yet to post it to her blog at my request.  I know for a fact Pugsley follows her and I don’t plan on allowing my parents to know I have fallen victim to love’s nefarious clutches just yet.  I need time to mentally prepare myself for their inevitable onslaught of affection and knowing smirks from my mother.

His tone was dismissive, “But you can see your friends anytime, the jamboree only happens once a year!  You don’t want to miss out on a chance to-”

I have to tune the whining whelp out if I want to avoid violence.  That was the crux of the problem, I’ve always solved my problems offensively - physically or verbally and I’ve yet to find a suitable alternative.  Threats are my life blood and without them I feel lost.

Enid’s attempt to shake him off was starting to sound strained, “I appreciate the offer, really, but-”

This problem is my own making - if I’d just let go of my desire for privacy . . . The solution is laughably simple.  

Yoko, who looked on the verge of interrupting the wolves, shot Wednesday a look of warning as the seer suddenly stood and stepped up to roommate.

“Enid,” Wednesday cut in,  “I’ve forgotten something in our room and have to leave.”

“What?  Wends-”  Enid’s face was crestfallen, on the verge of distraught.

“I will make it up to you tonight, I promise.”  

Looking up into her dejected eyes is near agony.  I will absolutely keep that promise.

Before leaving, the seer reached up to cradle her wolf’s face between her hands, gently pulling her down just a bit into a kiss.

Enid’s gasp of surprise sends a jolt of confidence down my spine and is all the encouragement I need to pull her addictive body closer.  For a moment, I feel like growling, as if I’m the wolf staking her claim on her mate.  Enid’s hands tight on my hips are all the acceptance I crave.  

Behind us, I hear the vampire coughing violently, likely from Yoko inhaling her meal.  The rest of the lunchroom has gone quiet save for poorly concealed whispers, but the obnoxious mutt hounding Enid earlier has yet to move.

“Uh, the fuck?” he nearly demands with a hint of disgust.

If he refuses to take the hint, I have no qualms about continuing to prove my dominance over the self-important wolf.  Losing myself in Enid is dangerously easy.  It takes all of my self control not to let my hands wander from her flushed cheeks.

“Are you fucking serious right now?”

I feel Enid snicker into the kiss which has turned into a rather pleasant makeout session.  

“My dude,” Yoko says loud enough for most of the room to hear, “I think that’s your cue to leave.”

I let my hands slide down to either side of Enid’s neck as I nibble her bottom lip.  I’m fighting a smile and about to lose.

“Bitch,” he muttered as he stomped off.

Oh, I will be having a thorough discussion with him in the near future about manners and how to accept rejection gracefully.

Stepping away slowly, Wednesday faced her stunned but amused girlfriend.  “Until tonight, mi amor.”

Enid was nearly trembling with excitement as she rather obviously resisted the urge to pull Wednesday back into her arms.  “Okay.”

Truthfully, I’m not able to remain in the cafeteria much longer.  The feeling reminds me of the ceremony after the Poe Cup, so many people rudely staring.  

“OMG! Did that really just happen?” Enid stage-whispered to the table as Wednesday walked away.

Yes, my chromatic wolf and I have plans for you this evening.  May the torment of my family’s curse I endure ever leave you enthralled for I have no desire for relief. 

[wol-fica]

-𝐖𝐨𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐞?- 𝐏𝐓𝟐

pairings - wenclair x neglected!daughter!reader

summary - you were born into a family of freaks, and that was the norm for you. but slowly, your interest in your family diminished due to lack of attention towards you. how will you cope?

warnings - none

an - part two for those who were waiting!!

————————

“So wait, you saw Goody? Our grandmother?”

You sighed in annoyance at your brother's tone, your head hanging low as he rambled on about the events that occurred in the café minutes ago. Luka and his friends had watched you bump into a jockey werewolf and then when you apparently fainted; their first reaction was to grab you and bring you to the infirmary, now here you were.

“I already told you.” You said, sipping a cup of water while you flipped through the spell book lazily, “I blacked out, an old house appeared, I saw Goody, and then I woke up here.”

“That sounds familiar…” Luka inquired slowly, gauging your reaction.

Your head turned to him, a murderous glow in your eyes as you glared harshly. You sat up carefully, staring him into a cowered sitting position.

“I am not having visions, I refuse to accept that.” You growled before standing up sharply and walking out of the blaring-white room.

You stormed down the hallway, ignoring Luka’s protests as he jogged behind you. Your mind was racing a mile a minute at the possibilities of you now figuring out that you have visionary powers which were probably inherited from your dear mother; that disgusted you.

“Mamá es va a averiguarla!” Luka said, getting in front of you to stop you from walking away, “Ella no es tonto.”

“Si, ella no es tonto.” You replied, yanking your belongings out of his hands, “Pero tú no decir nada.”

Luka stared at you, almost as a silent game to see if he would actually say something or not. Black eyes challenged bright blue, the quiet contest becoming tedious for both of you as people passed with confused looks on their faces.

Eventually you caved in, looking away with a slump of your shoulders. You couldn’t argue with Luka, he would always wiggle his way to winning any fight, and he would always gloat about it to his friends when you were both younger.

“Luka.” You sighed, slinging your bag over your shoulder and turning your head back up to his gaze, “Please, don’t tell them.”

“Why though?” He pressed, leaning down so he could speak quietly, “You need help.”

“I don’t need anything.” You snarled as you pushed past him, “You need to let me go back to my room.”

“Y/N I know those visions hurt.” Luka tried again, following you up the stairs and towards your dorm room.

You muttered an insult under your breath, swearing to whatever higher power above that you would curse Luka into his early grave for being so persistent with you. His rambling became background noise in your ears as you moved around your room, setting your stuff down and safely tucking the book back under your pillow before stopping to angrily turn back to your brother.

“Listen,” You said, crossing your arms in front of your chest to appear bigger, “These visions, the voices; they are my problem.”

Luka opened his mouth to speak but you shushed him with a hand to say that you weren’t finished.

“You will keep quiet, you won’t tell anybody about the things that are happening to me. Our mothers are busy enough with Louis and Leo AND with planning for parents' weekend in a few days; they don’t need more stress.”

Luka’s eyebrows furrowed, his face scrunching in confusion.

“Y/N, you aren’t a stresser for them.” He said softly, reaching out to put his hands on your shoulders, “They love you.”

“They don’t act like it.” You snapped, shrugging him off and looking away in embarrassment.

To be truthful, you felt very neglected within your family. Between you and your three other siblings, you were seen as the least favorite. Luka, Louis, AND Leo all successfully wolfed out when Luka was 10 and the twins were 7, which prompted a celebration with your large family circle. Everyone came from both sides to congratulate the three of them with gifts and music and dancing. 

Unfortunately for you, barely anyone paid you any attention. The most that anyone said to you was “are you next to wolf out?” or “i’m sorry you didn’t catch up with your brothers” and even “maybe you are defected!”

Emotional demonstration wasn’t your strong point, but when those phrases were said to you, well it hurt. You wanted so badly to fit into the little werewolf circle that was in your home, but you never got the pleasure of getting that trait from your mom. 

Instead you were left with voices in your head and absolutely no special abilities at all. You younger brothers, bless them, would always rub it in that you were quote on quote “defective” and would constantly pick on you for not having the wolfish attributes that they possessed. 

“You don’t know what it’s like.” You started, stepping away from Luka to pace around your room, “I have to wake up everyday to feel like I’m nothing.”

“But you are something!” Luka said, reaching out to grab your hand, “You’re my twin sister-.”

Your eyes went wide and rolled, your head flying backwards at his touch. A loud bell chime again, ringing in your ear as it drowned out all comprehension of the real world. 

Flashes occurred, pictures caught in time as people laughed and talked, then screamed. There was fire, pooling and lapping up at peoples legs as they ran in fear, and at the center of the chaos was…

You. 

What was happening to you?

—————————

taglist: @crystal-lily-101 @tundra1029 @aahdiieb @rainbow-love4ever  @imhungry-andtired @theafterofnevermore @k1mba @simp4thena @thenextdawn @alexkolax @annalestern @efectoangel @fall-08 @littlegaybutterflysblog @sayaisrotten @deep-fried-egg @notheoneforlove @frasersgf