#it’s honestly biphobic that I don’t have unlimited free time to be writing wyclair fic

[dark-visitors]

Wyclair Indiana Jones/The Mummy style AU where Wednesday is a seer and an archeologist that has a terrible reputation amongst other archeologists because she keeps touching cursed artefacts on purpose and with reckless abandon.

Tyler and Enid are archeology majors that are about to be expelled after an argument turned fight led to a priceless artefact being smashed.

Their professor, Morticia Addams, promises to pull strings to allow them to stay in school as well as grant them an exorbitant amount of extra credit for any missed classes if they do her a favour - join her daughter on her latest expedition deep into the middle of nowhere because no one who isn’t desperate is stupid enough to follow Wednesday into her archeological death traps.

With apprehension they accept. Wednesday was brash, unemotional and a little cooky sure but honestly with how people talk about her they were expecting much worse. It also doesn’t hurt that she rivals her legend of a mother when it comes to skills and knowledge and she isn’t bad to look at either 👀

Wednesday has spent her entire life hunting down the body of her lost ancestor and the legendary grimoire that was said to be resting in her long dead hands - the gory tragedy of forbidden love, lust, magic and betrayal between three Outcasts sparking something in her that has only burnt hotter every day since her mother had told her the tale as a girl. She uses her gift as a seer to spark visions of the past, hunting down and touching whatever she can get her hands on as a way to gather clues.

She’s noticed that her ancestor in her visions looks a lot like her but they were related so it’s not too far fetched to believe they’d have similarities even with how far removed in time they were.

When her mother informs her she will be forcing two students upon her she’s not pleased. They may technically be the same age but Wednesday’s experience far outweighs theirs and she too close to be babysitting two delinquent rookies. She’s planning ways to “lose them” the second she hangs up the call. That was until she sets eyes on them and notices that they could pass as modern day clones of her ancestors lovers.