#morgan addams

[samtallchester]

Someone needs to bring back the smart 🤝 impulsive 🤝 clumsy trio.

[best-character-named-x-poll]

have you done your daily click

[the-oblivious-writer]

Feel free to bust ‘cause I just opened my request box

[hislittleraincloud]

Novelization Stupidity

It's been bugging me, especially knowing what the Amish did in Pennsylvania this past election cycle. (Fuckers mad at the government for making them dump out their rawwwwww milk that makes people sick, oh no...! Among other things.)

I fucking hate that Mejia made Wednesday stupid/more ignorant than the very advanced brain that she is in canon.

"Amish boys"?! Amish boys. That's how this fucker chose to describe Jonah, Carter, and Lucas in their pilgrim costumes in Wednesday's mind.

That she wouldn't know the difference between this

and this

is absolutely laughable.

The Jersey Girl I've known for 20+ years, and who isn't even near the intellect that NC Wednesday is, knows the goddamn difference between an Amish person's attire and a stereotypical pilgrim costume. Most New Englanders and Northeasterners do.

All Wednesdays spawned of the original Netflix Canon would know the difference.

But Mejia's doesn't, because they're stupid. And their stupid is unfortunately reflected in the Mejia Wednesday of the novelization, i.e. Not Wednesday.

[azultecnicolor]

Finally!!!! The six fanarts thingy i promised!

Got a lot more requests that i expected, so i may do another six fanarts after this one!

[niagara-gallery]

[huntsvillegossip]

Hello Lovelies ~~

Well, let's give a big cheer to the wonderful electricians for fixing the power around here. It makes it so much easier to be able to work. These hands aren’t what they used to be, and trying to write up everything on pen and paper really did make it feel like we were living in medieval times. That being said, you all have been finding some very creative ways of keeping yourselves busy and entertained this past summer. 

It seems the Commune is very much struggling currently. We’ve all heard about poor Mr. Abernathy, which is a tragedy for all, and he will be very much missed. However, it seems there have been cracks in the foundation of that house long before this. Antonio Estrada Jr has been removed from his position as secondary leader of the house. Why this could be is anyone’s guess, though it has been shared he is also leaving the house altogether, alongside Mylene Karimi. Two long-time members leaving during such a somber time does put into question how well things are at the Commune. Is it possible Sunflower’s increased strictness could be doing more harm than good? So much for one big, happy family.  

There is also the matter of how well those two will adjust back into town life - especially for Antonio. Poor Mylene may well have to be the main breadwinner for those two. Once again, my sources tell me that Theodore Collins was brought up in regards to Antonio’s removal as second-in-command, since those two just can’t seem to settle down. Whether their grudge may escalate now that he’s no longer at the Commune remains to be seen.

Although speaking of Mr. Collins, he has been quite the social butterfly, seen once again cozying up with our very own Officer Morgan Vovk. Bit of an odd time to continue flirting with a taken woman who's trying to rebuild her family, if you ask me. But to each their own, I suppose. Who knows? Maybe Officer Vovk would prefer a younger man nowadays?

With no power it seems others have had the same idea of meeting up in the late hours of the night. Zoë Clarke has been spotted quite a few times now leaving Axel Addams’s house in the early mornings. Now I know she loves to conduct her own interviews, but it is highly doubtful the two are doing much talking during these meetups, don’t you think? If I may provide one piece of advice for the possible new couple: make sure to clarify how exclusive you are. Communication seems to be a pressing issue lately in this town. 

On a final, happier note, we do have to congratulate our Principal Christoper Winters and Miss Emma Dunford on starting a family. While Josie Reigh seems to have continued her wild adventures, it seems she is learning the hard way that actions do, in fact, have consequences. Thankfully, the two have graciously agreed to take the future bundle of joy from her when the time comes. A wise decision in my opinion, the two are much more capable of raising a child. Now if you’ll excuse me, I am going to go enjoy some much needed AC. Although please try not to let things cool down too much around here. I’m always happy to provide a listening ear to you all. Love, Auntie G. 

[thriftysubversion]

31 of them here for the first year I dressed up as movie characters every day for the month of October.

Name ten female characters you like, you get zapped if it's jsut a male character you call a babygirl or other feminine nicknames because I can't see people calling Lestat coquette again

[irrevasazim]

Celebrity Birthday Cards 🔮 Queens of Scream Edition pt.1 ✨

I scream, you scream, we all scream for the queens of the horror genre who keep us up at night as we celebrate their birth decans! Music provided by ‪Myuu‬ Come join your friendly neighborhood Satanist for a tarot reading LIVE on Twitch evenings 7PM-9PM EST

[new-44556678]

Samara Morgan (The Ring) tickles Enid

Enid was very worried about the call she got, usually she would feel pretty confident since she is a werewolf and all that but Samara wasn't just a ghost but also a unstoppable force. Even Batman himself is nothing but a pet puppy in comparison to Samara Morgan.

Eventually the day came (tomorrow) and Samara decided that it was time for Enid to get tickled, just for her to have a brighter end of school day. As she crawled out of the TV she started looking but couldn't find her anywhere, she turned over to face Wednesday who was sitting at her desk working on her novel. Wednesday knew that she wasn't going to hurt Enid or do anything seriously bad so Wednesday just rolled her eyes and said.

"She is under her blanket."

Wednesday finished her sentence and as she did Samara just began to walk towards the with the blanket, lifting it up and signaling to Enid that it was her turn to get tickled.

"No! You can't take me there, I'm staying right here!"

Enid snapped as Samara just grabbed her ankles and dragged her to the TV with ease.

When Enid was in the form and place Samara wanted her to be, she began to slowly take off her Shoes and socks. Slowly because she did not want to break her ankle. As soon as she got her shoes along with her socks off she placed them on the ground and started doing the same exact thing that she did to Wednesday Addams. Just a light touch at first. Until bolting up to the speed of a missile!

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHO! LEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAVE MEHEHEHEHEHEHE ALOOHOHOHOHONE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Enid laughed at Wednesday's frustration grew and grew, so she stood up from her chair and walked over to the TV where Enid was halfway in.

"Hey Enid. Are you enjoying yourself?"

Wednesday said, clearly trying teasing her bestfriend.

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHO! DOHOHOHOHOHEHEHEHEHES IHIHIHIHIHIT LOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOK LIIHIHIHIKE IHIHIHIHIM ENJOHOHOHYING MYSELF?"

Enid yelled through her laughter, however everything was just about to get worse.

"Well Enid, when she started licking my feet that's when everything really started. So have fun."

Wednesday said as she began walking away back to her typewriter and sitting down on her chair to work on her novel. Enid was seriously in a state where she was helpless, how was Samara just as good at tickling as Wednesday? Or maybe she was even better? But regardless of how good she was Enid had to think of something, anything. But no matter what she did nothing would work.

"PLEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHASE CREHEHEHEHEHEPY GIHIHIHIHIRL! I'LL DO ANYTHING!"

Enid cries out with laughter, but this was obviously still not gonna end well for her. And then it was time for Samara to let go of her fingers a pull out her tongue to start licking Enid's foot. Enid felt better for a brief second to finally get some more air. But then she remembered, Wednesday said something about her licking you feet and... Something else, what was it? Enid was panicking. She knew that this all was not gonna end well for her.

That's when Enid felt a force of fast moving finger coming onto her sole and she immediately burst out laughing.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OH NOHOHOHOHOHOHO! WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT IS THIS?"

Enid cackled and laughed uncontrollably, but Wednesday was still perfectly working at her typewriter like she heard none of it. Which was rather impressive. Enid then decided to just give in, she didn't know what that would or what she wanted but she just decided to give in anyway.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OK OK OK OK! I SUBMIT! WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT DO YOU WANT? I GIVE IN!"

Enid cries out, and at that very moment Samara just stopped. Dragged her out of the TV, gave her back her shoes and socks, and left.

But Enid then had a creepy text message saying.

"I didn't want you to give in or submit, but I just mainly stopped because I know you had enough"

The text message had a smiley face at the end of it. Meaning that Samara was probably not entirely a villain or bad guy. Just broken.

[chaoticstateofaffairs]

Mmmmm, these are the four I relate too and my guess, ADHD or Autistic 😭

No pressure: @cissyenthusiast010155 (please forgive me, Olive 😭), @v3nusxsky @heidsworld @dianneking @bigolgay @rrcenic @missdowling & anyone else ☺️

Making a tag game cause I can

Rules: post 4 fictional characters you relate to and assume something about the person you reblogged from based on their characters

No pressure tag! @sidneyoftheblackwoods @mqstermindswift @stars-and-birds @zenilvar @forever-chained-to-myself @themidnightarcher @skeelly @thepencilsnameissteve @thislove-taylorsversion @thislifeissweeterthanfiction @swiftieannah @a-pessimistic-swiftie @catastrxblues @jellycanon @what-about-wendy and anyone else who wants to join<3

[bisexualtwinkk]

don’t make it obvious s.r

flirty!reader x early seasons spencer reid

Summary: Morgan just can’t believe you actually flirt with spencer.

a/n: My first fic! I still can take season 1 spencer out of my mind, that’s all. And also, I love to imagine him all flustered and shy. xoxo NEW PART POSTED AND PINNED ON MY PROFILE

“I just think you do all this as an entertainment, pretty” morgan said looking across the bullpen, more specifically to the 6’1 nerdy man with the prettiest honey-like eyes.

“shut up, morgan, I’m tired of explaining the same thing to all of you” a sigh escaped my lips while I arranged all the paperwork we had left after a horrible case of human trafficking in D.C.

“what thing are we talking about? ‘cause if we are talking about the missing cookies, garcia took them” prentiss said sitting on top of the desk besides mine.

“we are talking about the not so secret crush our best dressed agent here” morgan pointed at me, making my laugh a little, “has on our I dress like a grandpa doctor”

“oh my god, dereck, that is so superficial of you to say! and is not a secret crush, I like to say nice things to my friends , you say things way out off line to garcia and no one bats an eye, but if I flirt a little with spence everyone goes crazy ”

“sorry honey, but if you think you can hide something while working around profilers, you are very wrong” prentiss taped my nose and standing from the desk.

“you guys make me sick, you know that? I’ll go to spend time with my favorite friend’ I grabbed my coffee and walked to spencer’s desk, escaping the teasing from my coworkers.

spencer was too busy writing to notice when I sat on the desk beside him. his hair was slicked back, making his face look even more sculpted, and prettier, than usual. he was wearing a simple white shirt and a black tie, a casual and comfortable look.

“hi, spence, sorry I didn’t came earlier to talk, handsome, was kinda busy with the pile of papers on my desk” he blinked rapidly when the word handsome left my mouth.

“H-hey” he coughed a little, “don’t worry, I can help you if you want, did you now that a higher percentage of women report feeling burned out compared to men at their level? I don’t mind helping you, as long as you want, of course” spence spoke quickly, making me smile.

“if you want to spend time with me you can say it, you know? I really love spending time with you, spence” I played with the end of his tie, watching his addam’s apple move and his face turning an adorable shade of pink. “and thank you, I accept your help, you are the best spence” I give him a quick peck on the cheek while walking away and seeing morgan with a smirk on his face.

“try not to make it that obvious next time” he pushed me in a playful way, laughing at my, more than spencer’s, red face.

“shut up, morgan”

I’m totally screwed by that man, I swear.

[hislittleraincloud]

I went into my other main account that has all of the Afterburn work in it and saw this near the top of the list, so I polished it up for publication. If you don't like to read about rape or attempted rape, then skip it. But if you like sweet revenge shorts, then don't. I made a promise to myself at the beginning of the year to always be producing creatively despite whatever cuntery is happening with the upstairs Cat Lady (still no message back, by the way...it's been four fucking days). I know my fans are still waiting for Afterburn 8 to see how things turn out, but it's going to come, just a little bit later than expected. I'm always working on something, always falling asleep with my phone in my hands.

Anyway.

[muutosarchive]

the ghoul watches his wife for a moment, monstrous hands holding a little gift. he was never a beast of words unless he felt they were necessary and genuine. so his method of showing affection is through gifts. lowers hands for virgo to see ; a little daisy with bits of moss and dirt. his little gift to her . . . even though he literally shoved his hands into the dirt to scoop it out. / GIVE ME THEM

@antiquelic / ghoul married

𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 the masks and ghoulish uniform. her pointed ears, the bounce of her hair spun from pollen. collected by the very flowers she had been bred from. from the bees that flutter by as friend. but that didn't appeal to her as a demon. more-so an anomaly, not so much primal -- relative to horned creatures, like the fawn. she's got amber eyes with almond black centers & flowering vines curl about her curled, mountain-sheep horns. fanged, monstrous -- but beautiful. looking up at her husband, of which appears to have just crawled out of the dirt. a match of opposites made in hell, she adores him for all the sweetness he possesses. all the darkness & light of demons under the earth element. made less feral, the ministry having some affect upon her. she wears hood over head, with hand parting mask with her hands coming over her heart. a product of the papas she served primarily. "darling." she stands up -- cassock lowering. era ii uniform mask making her appearance suitable for public. falling around her LARGE form. six foot five short, for demons of the clergy. sworn to lucifer's service, & unburdened by her purpose here.

she had once been the touring drummer for ghost, & retired to marry her husband under vines strung with fairy lights.

her smile is wicked with a chuckle. hands covering both of his, so they both held the plant dug from dirt. "mm.. shall we find a pot? -- the roots are still alive." her multi-colored gaze peers upward with a bit of mischief. "or was the purpose to watch it's slow decay? either way it is a thing of beauty. you always include the best parts -- most only pluck the stem." wordy where most earth ghouls are not. learned to talk when moss could not.

[quailfence]

[Image description: edited Ace Attorney screencaps showing the conversation above taking place in Kurian Village's main hall. End description.]

@aceattorney-described @aa-described

Morgan: Dahlia is at that very special age where she has only one thing in mind. Phoenix: Boys? Dahlia: Homicide.

[reidsworld]

Parties

Summary: Spencer, Reader's boyfriend, gets jealous of the Readers family friend at a party.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!Reader

Category: Smut

Content Warnings: fake blood, fake knife and axe, Spencer being jealous, cursing, kissing, hickeys, semi-public oral sex(m receiving), face-fucking, praise/degradation, I think that's it, lmk if I missed anything! — you are responsible for the content you consume, if you are not comfortable with any of these warnings or are a minor, DNI!!!

Word Count: 1.7K+

A/N: For the readers parents house I was envisioning something like the Mikaelson mansion from TVD. The reader is described as having longer hair w/ curtain bangs! This is also my first fic so sorry if its bad lmaoo

Masterlist

Walking onto the jet, you sat next to Penelope, across from Spencer. This case had been a hard one, Hotch had Penelope come along as you needed all hands on deck.

ping!

You sigh taking out your phone to see a text from your mom.

Mother Call me, please.

"What's wrong, Sweets?" Penny asks, concern lacing her tone.

"Nothing, my mom is just trying to call me and I really don't want to deal with her right now." You reply with a groan. You click on your Mothers profile, hitting the call button. She picks up right away.

"Sweetie, let your team that they're invited to this year's Halloween party. Your father and I agreed on the Friday- the 25th, but we would appreciate your input on the date. It starts at 8 PM" she says into the line.

"Alright, the 25th sounds good. If we have a case I might not be able to come," you say with a fake-disappointed tone, praying that a case came up on the day of the party.

"Your father and I are excited to see you so please try to be there."

"Well I can't really control when serial killers decide to strike but you know, I'll try!"

Sighing, your Mother speaks, "Don't be like that honey, your father and I are very excited to see you. If it's any encouragement to come, Julius will be there!"

"Alright fine, I'll try my hardest to be there." you say, smiling at the name.

You exchange 'goodbye's' and 'I love you's' with each other before you hang up.

“Who’s Julius?” Morgan asks with a smirk, drawing your attention to rest of the team who’s staring at you. Spencer couldn't help but feel jealous at the way you smiled at this ‘Julius’ person.

“How did you-? And you’ll meet him at the Halloween party my parents are having on the Friday 25th at 8 PM. No extremely scandalous costumes or my parents will probably never invite you guys back.” You say with a laugh.

Luckily, on the day of the party there was no case. Even so, you had asked Hotch to get off early as you needed to get ready for the party and be there early, as per your parent's request.

Once he agreed, you rushed home and showered before getting ready. You wore a black velvet strapless body-con dress that cut mid-thigh. You had fishnet stockings and black gloves that reached just below your elbows. There was a knife strapped to your leg as well. You had your hair down, styled with curtain bangs.

Once you finished getting changed, you put on dark red lipstick, mascara, and did cat eye eyeliner. Finally, to complete the look, you grabbed the scream mask and rested it to sit securely on top of your head as if you had pulled it up to reveal your face.

You grabbed a small black handbag and put on some Doc Martens, heading out the door to your parents mansion.

Once you got there, their mansions was decked out with Halloween decorations. You parked your car in the garage and went inside.

"Y/N, sweetie, we missed you so much!" Your mother greeted as her and your father hugged you.

"I missed you guys too. And I love the costumes." You said when you pulled away from the hug, referring to their matching Gomez and Morticia Addams costumes.

"Thank you," your father smiled.

It was 8:45 and most of the guests had arrived, so you decided to go and mingle.

You were standing by the food when you heard a voice come from behind you.

"You look good, baby," Spencer said, giving you a kiss on your temple. You looked up at him. He held a fake bloody axe in the one hand and he was wearing a suit with a clear rain coat on top of it. He had his hair slicked back and fake blood splatter covered his face.

"Thank you, you make a hot Patrick Bateman," you winked.

"Well hello gorgeous." You turned to see someone that you hadn't seen in years.

"Julius! Hi, oh my gosh, don’t you look handsome. It's so good to see you." You smiled, hugging him. He was dressed in a orange jump suit with handcuffs on one hand. When he pulled away, you could see him check you out.

"It's good to see you too, love," He grinned.

Spencer would deny being jealous of how low Julius had his hand on your back, of how you smiled and hugged him. But who was he kidding, he was incredibly jealous. So, he stepped forward, wrapping an arm around you, smirking.

"Aren't you gonna introduce me, baby?"

You smiled, knowing exactly what Spencer was doing, "Spencer, this is Julius. Julius, this is my boyfriend Spencer."

Julius stuck his hand out for Spencer to shake. "I don't shake hands, too many germs. But it's nice to meet you," Spencer said, leaving Julius hanging.

"I'll be back, Spence, I gotta go to the washroom."

With that you walked off into a hallway, Spencer following quickly behind you. When he caught up, he grabbed your arm and pulled you into the laundry room, locking the door behind you.

“Spencer what are you—”

Your words were cut off as he pushed you up against the door, smashing his lips on yours. His hands roaming all over your body as you threaded your fingers through his hair, tugging on it and earning a soft groan from his lips.

He tugs on your bottom lip with his teeth, making you moan, before breaking the kiss moving his lips down your neck. He lightly bites down on a spot before soothing it with his tongue. He repeats this all over your neck, surely leaving multiple hickeys.

"Fuck, you see what you've done to me? Walking around with that pretty little outfit and flirting with some other guy who would never be able to make you feel as good as I do," he speaks with a low tone, pushing your hips against his growing bulge as his hands grope your ass.

His words make you weak at the knees, the pool in your panties building with every passing second. Spencer's eyes are filled with hunger and lust as he pulls you in for another kiss.

"On your knees," he says into the kiss, lightly pushing you down by your shoulders. You get on your knees, making quick work of taking off his pants.

You slide off his boxers, freeing his cock, precum leaking out of the tip. You grin before licking a stripe up the underside of it, making him groan.

You spread the precum around the head of his dick before taking it in your mouth and swirling your tongue around the head. Spencer's breathing picks up and you start taking more of it into your mouth.

He takes the mask off the top your head, tossing it somewhere in the room. He grips your hair, making a make-shift ponytail. You hollow your cheeks and start bobbing your head.

You swirl your tongue around his dick as you suck harder. He groans and throws his head back, "shit, baby." As you take more of his dick into your mouth, his hips buck, hitting the back of your throat.

You gag around his dick, making him let out a low groan. He looks down at you for approval before he starts thrusting into your mouth.

He fucks your throat, making you gag and moan around his dick. Tears begin to fall at the feeling and restriction of air flow. He pulls back a bit, letting you get some air.

Once you give him a small nod, he resumes his motions. "Fuck Y/N you take my cock like such a good little slut.”

You feel his dick begin to twitch in your mouth, indicating that he’s close. You look up at him as he pushes in and out of your mouth, moaning so loudly, you're sure people can hear you.

"I'm close," Spencer moans, sloppily thrusting into your throat, hitting the back every time. After a couple more thrusts, he pushes his dick as far into your throat as he can, making you gag. The vibrations send him over the edge. He holds your head still, sending warm ropes of cum down the back of your throat.

He pulls out and looks at you, your mascara is running and your hair is a mess, "you look so pretty like this baby." He caresses your cheek before helping you up onto your feet. He pulls his boxers and pants back on before kissing you on the forehead.

"I love you," you smile at him.

"I love you too."

He picks your mask up off the ground and hands it to you. You take him to the washroom and take out makeup wipes from the cabinet. He helps you take off your make up so you can reapply it.

You both walk out of the room and into the hallway. Just as your leaving you bump into Julius. His eyes flicker down to the dark marks scattered across your neck and Spencer smirks.

"We're leaving now, it was good to see you," You smile at him, holding Spencer's hand.

"Yeah, you too."

As soon as you got home, Spencer pulled you onto the couch to straddle him. His lips were on yours, engaging in a heated kiss. His hands roamed to the back of your dress, pulling the zipper down and sliding the dress down to your hips.

He unclipped your bra, freeing your breasts. he pulled back, looking down and grinning.

"Are you just gonna stare or are—” You were cut off by Spencer's lips on your nipple making you moan. He swirled his tongue around the bud as his other hand kneaded your other breast. You were moaning, running your hands through his hair.

Just as he was about to move to the other nipple, your phone pinged. You groaned and got off him. you walked over to your phone and unlocked it.

Mother Your car is still here...?

Y/N I'll pick it up in the morning, I went home in someone else's car

With that you put your phone down and walked over to Spencer, swaying your hips.

"Now, where were we?"

A/N: chat I’m rlly debating posting this rn. I wrote it in 2022 and now, 2 years later, I found it in my drafts. I decided to edit it and fix it up a bit. I’m pretty happy with how it turned out, when I first found it, I expected it to be a lot worse lmao. lmk what you think of it!! if no one reads this I’m taking it down cause I’m kinda out of my criminal minds phase lol. Any feedback is greatly appreciated🫶