#morticia not wearing red lipstick

[berylgrace]

on one hand wednesday is cute and feels like a fairly natural progression from the 90s version but on the other hand everything else is heinously disgustingly wrong

[home-of-renn]

First Impressions

Tucker's first impression of the Addams family is that the whole lot of em are weird - which says a lot considering he's lived his whole life in Amity Park. He thought their whole dark and gloomy schtick was gonna be like Sam's but it turns out they're on a whole other level of creepy and messed up. They weren't the worst people he's ever met and he's relieved that Danny's finally got relatives who seem to actually care about his wellbeing - stupidly rich relatives who weren't obsessive, egotistical, psychopaths who were willing to donate a little green without any strings attached.

But their butler moans and moves like he was just yanked out of a grave and somehow the guy might actually be taller than Mr Fenton.

Their kids are weird but not so bad. Wednesday's dreary attitude could give Sam a run for her money and Pugsley had seemed nice till he'd pulled out a hack saw and an entire string of small explosives from seemingly nowhere (Tucker was finally seeing the Fenton family resemblance).

He had downright refused to step foot into that house after almost having a heart attack from his first encounter with the reanimated, disembodied hand that's got free range of the entire estate.

The grandmother belongs either in an asylum or an urn. She wears so many rings and necklaces and odd pieces of jewellery that she jingles and jangles with every step, yet somehow manages to pop up right behind you every time you turn around.

And Uncle Fester had straight-up serial killer vibes.

The only upside seemed to be the parents.

Mrs Morticia Addams had a figure reminiscent of Jessica Rabbit and wore a dress so tight he almost went half ghost. Sharp features, blood-red lipstick, legs for days and a hauntingly elegant presence. She was like one of those sirens of the deep. Not the kind that befriended seagulls or made questionable deals with tentacled sea witches, but the kind that sat poised on rocks and lured sailors to their watery graves.

He'd initially been so bewitched by Mrs Addams' dark, gleaming eyes that he'd ignored the other dark and handsome figure beside her.

Mr Gomez Addams was a man befitting his shiny cuff links, dapper suit and expensive cologne. He had greeted them with a mesmerising accent and dreamy bedroom eyes.

Mrs Addams stood, poised like a panther, held by a man who walked like he owned the world, and Tucker found himself suddenly besotted with the idea of unhinged grandmothers, murderous uncles, rabid cousins and the lot.

Honestly, the Addamsses are absolutely lovely people. If only he could convince Danny to visit more often.

[brotherwtf]

Halloween party, not sure what John is dressed as, but Gale wears heels and long dress with a slit. What would John do after seeing Gale dressed like that?

anon may I present you with John as Gomez Addams and Gale as Morticia oh I'm gonna throw my phone actually

John said it mostly as a joke because he forced Gale to watch the movie during October, it's one of John's favorites so obviously he's making commentary about it the entire time, points at Morticia and Gomez and says "us", goes around calling Gale "cara mia" for a whole week afterwards, and then it gets Gale thinking, he's always wanted to do something like this for Halloween and now is his chance

so he tells John to buy a black striped suit, tells him it's for their surprise Halloween costume and John literally vibrates with excitement

it's Halloween night and Johns wearing the suit in their living room and eagerly awaiting what Gale could have planned for them, and Gale nervously slips on the skin tight dress, the one with long sleeves and a slit almost to his waist, almost too tall heels that he tries not to buckle when he walks, a deep red lip that he tries desperately not to smudge, and black pomade in his hair to make it appear black for the evening. Gale looks at his reflection and smiles to himself, John is going to go absolutely feral

he carefully walks down the stairs and walks up behind John, tapping his shoulder and waiting for him to whirl around and take him in

and oh, John probably falls in love with him all over again, jaw basically on the floor as he takes him in, and then he's immediately on Gale, wrapping an arm around his waist and hiking up his thigh, dipping him and kissing the hollow of his neck, his sternum, and whispering things about how beautiful Gale is, how stunning he is, how lucky John is to have someone like Gale in his life

and Gale just takes it all in, lets John worship his body until he pulls John up to kiss him, smearing his lipstick all over his face until Gale has to pull up to breathe, gasping at how John is touching him

they technically have an event to go to that night, and John stays by Gale's side the entire night, a protective arm wrapped around his waist, his nose pressed into Gale's neck possessively so much so that Gale has to push him off at times

everyone thinks they're getting super into the role of Morticia and Gomez, playing it up because that's how they act in the movie, but John is just that fucking obsessed with Gale that he can't take his hands or his lips off of him

and of course as soon as they get home John's on top of him again, kissing every inch of his skin, pushing Gale down to the bed and lifting one of his legs up, kissing the entirety of it until he reaches Gale's lips and he ravishes him again, pushes the dress until it gathers around his waist and he can take his time taking apart Gale

they spend all night in bed, John fucking Gale in every position he can think of, first with the dress and the heels and then slowly stripping more and more articles of clothing off of him until Gale's legs are shaking with it, but oh, maybe Gale should wear dresses more if John's going to act like this

[devskindawritingblog]

Happy Halloween

So my phone won’t let me put a photo of this request but it was from @yourlocalsaiko about Victoria neuman and trick or treating with Zoe and reader and her were Morticia and Gomez for Halloween. It was sent to my other account so i can’t answer it here.

Victoria neuman x reader short Halloween story

( sorry it’s so short I bit off more then I could chew and I kinda rushed the ending. Also it’s not proofread so don’t come after me 😅) also the readers gender isn’t specified so they can be female or gn( just no men 🤷)

The orange and reds of the leaves. The cool breeze of the autumn weather. The smell of pumpkin spice filling every coffee shop. It was officially halloween season. After the years with you and Victoria living together you have acquired a good bunch of halloween decor and traditions. Halloween was a very fun holiday in the Neuman household. Besides Christmas it was one of Zoe’s favourite holidays. She would start to beg and beg as early as October 1st to go to Spirit Halloween and pick out a costume or drag out your Halloween bin and deck out the house.

This year she was very adamant on being Wednesday after the three of you sat down and watched the original Adams family movies together. Zoe has always loved dressing up for Halloween and despite how busy Victoria can be she always took off Halloween night to take her. So she was practically ecstatic when the three of you went to the Halloween store and found a Wednesday costume in her size.

She begged and begged for all of you to do matching costumes this year and she brought up the idea to complete the family by you and Victoria being Gomez and Morticia. And of course you two agreed.

Now it was the day of Halloween. Zoe   Woke the two of you up earlier than usual so she could get ready. Victoria put her hair into two braids and helped give her a little bit of eyeliner after a lot more begging. She was so excited to go off to school and show off her costume to her friends. 

Victoria unfortunately had to work during the day but she promised she would be home before dinner and she always kept her word about these types of things. You picked up Zoe from school and she rambled the whole way home about the candy she got and the Halloween dance. Victoria was home soon after with some pizza for a quick dinner. 

You managed to get Zoe out of her costume for a few minutes so she could eat her pizza without getting sauce all over it. But after she slipped it back on and started getting you guys to get ready. 

“C’mon mom! I wanna go!” She whines as she tugs on Victoria's sleeve after she finished eating her pizza. “One second Zo, you have to be patient, how about you go put your dress back on and will be there soon to get ready.” She says sternly as the young girl runs off to her room. She looks over the table at you and smiles and you return it. “ she’s so excited” you comment before getting up and placing yours and Victoria's plates in the sink for later.

Victoria rises from the table and makes her way over to you before wrapping her arms around your waist at the sink and rests her on your shoulder. “Mmm hi” you chuckle to yourself as you feel her press a kiss along your neck. “C’mon Vicky…. Let’s go get ready” you say not wanting to slip out of her touch but the bouncing of the walls with excitement little girl only has so much patience in her.

Victoria groans, brushing her face into your shoulder and you spin around. “We’ll have some fun later when I get to see you in that dress” you grin, pulling her into a kiss as you wiggle your eyebrows at her and she returns the kiss with a little smirk. After reluctantly pulling away you both pull away and head up to your bedroom. Victoria was going to be Morticia… obviously and you Gomez . Victoria found the perfect flowy black dress in her closet and you found a black suit jacket you had from a wedding years ago. Victoria even dug up some old black lipstick that she doesn’t wear for her political appearances. And Zoe had the brilliant idea to draw a little moustache on your upper lip with an eyeliner pencil. Zoe sat on the end of the bed while Victoria drew on Gomez’s moustache and giggled at how “silly” you looked. 

As soon as the three of you were ready you went out so Zoe could trick or treat. Zoe ran down the sidewalk determined to get as much candy as she could. You and Victoria walked down the sidewalk waiting at each house for her to run back down. “Mom!!!! look Mrs Addison gave me!!” Zoe squeaks as she runs up to the both of you and holds up a full sized kit kat bar. She’s practically bouncing on the balls of her feet and smiling so you can see her missing two front teeth. “ Wow pumpkin, that's awesome.” You exclaim ruffling her hair “ You’re going to have to hide that from your mom she loves Kit Kats “ Victoria rolls her eyes playfully and Zoe laughs again and runs off going right back to trick to treating. 

You reach over to interlock your fingers with Victoria’s as she smiles pressing a kiss to your cheek. “ You look beautiful like that.” You say looking her up and down. Victoria smiles shooting you a little look “ you too love, that moustache suits you” she teases with a little grin. You laugh and meet her gaze “yeah… sexy right” you giggle wiggling your eyebrows as she laughs as well leaning in to give you a kiss. 

You're carrying Zoe in your arms while the three of you walk back home. It’s been two hours of non stop trick or treating and Zoe is done. She asked to be picked up five minutes ago and I’m that time she had fallen asleep. She drools on your shoulder as you carry her home and Victoria gets the job of candy carrying. The walk back home was quiet and peaceful the sun had far gone down.

When you finally got Zoe awake and into her pajamas she was fast asleep again in an instant. It was an absolute perfect Halloween.

[mysteriesmuse]

Obsessed, Devoted, & Utterly Whipped Dipped (?)👀

A/N: thinking about spooky royalty Gomez and Morticia Addams this week and I want me someone as devoted and obsessed with me as they are 😭😭🖤

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Katsuki Bakugou who loves to make you swoon.

Who is absolutely, totally, completely devoted to you . . . (and whipped for you) . . . I’m talking — frequently walks past you and gathers your hair in one large hand and twirls it around his thick finger just to expose your neck to the chilly air. Likes to duck his head and give a playful nip to your ear as you slap his chest with the back of your hand. Kats who leans back and walks away with a rumbling chucke, but not before giving you a warm apology kiss and then taking the time to fan and brush your hair back to its ethereal state behind your shoulders and tucked behind your ears.

Katsuki who has you pressed against the duvet just pouring melting with adoration all over you. Slow and sensual — only to pause in your undressing and slide down to cup the back of your knee and press wet kisses up and down every inch of your shin and calf — and then your other shin and calf — leaving you feeling all hot n’ bothered but also as light as a feather as he says, “it’s because this part of you doesn’t get enough love.” And you’re left with your toes curling and thighs clenching as he presses his puffy lips up and down every inch — especially every beauty mark.

Katsuki who takes every opportunity he can to whisk you out onto the dance floor. Takes you hand in his and ducks his head so that he stares at you, eyes slightly hidden from his bangs and presses a searing kiss right onto your knuckles that are firmly grasped in the sweaty, clammy, calloused adoration that are his. Who flirtatiously takes you into a dip on the dance floor as your finishing move. He likes having been able to watch you grow more and more comfortable in it, and it’s now as you giggle with your little smile turned upside down that his chest is rumbling with glee as well. He remembers the early days where you’d sheepishly smile with your chin tucked. Nowadays tho, you let yourself grow heavy in his hold and tilt you head all the back until your neck is exposed. And Katsuki can’t help himself but to press The Most “searing-toe-curling-kiss” into the juncture between collarbone and neck — prime real estate for a vampire. And the man is giving gleaming red eyes and a charming smile when you tilt your head back up at him with round eyes. And he’s following you with a boyish shrug as if he didn’t know that giving a good suck to your neck and jugular didn’t turn you on. So you drag him by the collar (bc he never wears a tie) back to the bathroom and immediately attacking him with some of The Messiest mosquito bites Katsuki thinks he’ll ever receive — and he’s never gonna be able to send this shirt off to be properly dry cleaned once he’s buttoned it up and ready to make an exit. Because it’ll be stained from the substantial amount of your dark lipstick smeared across his chest all the way down to the navel.

[jadewolf22]

My Little Brat

Fem!Shapeshifter!Tattooed!Dom!Reader x Sub!Morticia 

Warnings: smut, fingering, eating out, face riding, shape-shifted dick, blood kink, biting kink, degradation, ect… 

Word Count: 2,174 

A/n: I apologize for how bad this story is. This was my first ever Tumblr story on my very first account and I just recently found it saved in an old google doc I had. Figured I'd repost it purely for nostalgic reasons.

You and Morticia had been dating for a few months, ever since you had begun working alongside her as a professor at Nevermore, and the two of you fawned over one another. Every moment the two of you weren't teaching or busy with meetings you were lost in a heated make-out session; or, at least, you normally were. The past week you had been incredibly busy with preparation for finals, though Morticia had done her prep at the beginning of the year. You were working long hours, getting up before the sun and going to sleep well into the night, leaving Morticia feeling neglected and she has finally had enough. Since you were all but blind to her subtle hints she decided to flaunt it a little more openly, hoping you would notice just how desperate she was for you.  

Her little plan began that next morning when she came down to breakfast in a tight, sleeveless, black dress that was a little too short and showed a little too much cleavage. Her pale lips weren't coated in their usual black lipstick, but rather the dark red she only wore when the two of you were alone. You watched her walk through the cafetorium towards the staff table with your head in your hand. 

"This is going to be a very long day . . . " You sighed as Morticia joined you. 

"Good morning, my love." Morticia said cheerfully, planting a soft peck on your cheek before sitting down next to you. 

"What the hell are you wearing?" you growled, glaring at her coldly, forcing yourself to keep your eyes focused on her face rather than her chest. 

"Felt like wearing something a little tighter today," Morticia purred, looking at you with innocent eyes as she took your hand and placed it on her thigh, slowly dragging it upward. 

"No, Tish." you said firmly, pulling your hand away, "Not here; not now." 

"Why not?" Morticia whimpered softly, her lips ghosting over your ear. 

You bit down on your thumb and sighed in agitation. She was pushing every one of your buttons, but you were determined not to snap; at least, not until tonight. 

"Because, Morticia," you growled dangerously, "For one, we are in a cafetorium full of students; it would not be appropriate. For two, I'm not in the mood. I also don't have time right now." 

Morticia made to object but the bell rang, signalling the end of breakfast. You gathered your things swiftly, giving Morticia a quick kiss on the top of her head before rushing off, trying to mentally prepare yourself for the hell Morticia planned to put you through. 

Morticia's plan was as bad, and at times, worse than you had thought. During class she continuously sent you dirty little texts, which you did your best not to think about. She would visit you in between classes, sitting on your desk with her legs spread just a little too far apart; or bending over in front of you, giving you a full view of her chest. Worst, by far, was the video she'd sent you, which you wisely waited to watch until your free period. The two minute video consisted of nothing but Morticia moaning your name and other unholy things while she stroked her clit through her dress, with the text, 

"Wish this was you making me sound like this? Love you, Mon Amour. ;)" 

You could only sigh and grit your teeth. As much as you wanted to stop her antics, you were determined to make her wait until tonight, when you could do whatever you wanted without having to worry about being interrupted. 

Your weekly staff meeting did nothing to help with the matter. You had hoped Morticia would give you a small break and sit across from you as she usually did, but your hopes were crushed when you entered the conference room to find that the only empty seat was right beside Morticia. You were at a loss as to how the rest of the staff had beat you; you knew you'd left with plenty of time. Then, as you were walking towards your seat you caught Morticia and Larissa, your twin sister, exchange smirks and it suddenly made sense. With Larissa helping you knew you were screwed; there was no way you were getting a break today. 

"Hello, love." Morticia whispered, placing her hand on your thigh as she leaned over to plant a kiss on your cheek, "How's your day been?" 

"I suggest you stop, now," you growled in her ear, taking her hand off of you, "Before I am no longer responsible for my actions . . ." 

"No." Morticia whispered with a playful smile. 

"Morticia--!" 

The rest of your sentence was cut off by Larissa as she stood, immediately launching into a long list of things that needed to be done by the end of term. 

You kept a tight grip on Morticia's hand to keep her from touching you, your frustration building as the meeting continued. To counteract your frustration you bit at the tattoos on your fingers and hands, your rings and your nails. all of which were tell-tale signs for the professors, who noted your agitation and did their best to leave you be. Morticia, on the other hand, took these signs as an invitation to continue her antics, your patience fading away by the minute. 

When the meeting ended you rushed back to your classroom, put your phone on silent and stuffed it into one of your desk drawers, where it stayed for the remainder of the day. In between classes you were out wandering the halls, being late to your own class several times; but it was better than the alternative. 

That night you were sitting at your desk in your private quarters, grading papers while Morticia read on the couch, releasing a heavy sigh every now and again to remind you that she was there, and very horny. 

'Just finish these papers.' you thought, burying yourself further into your work to keep you from looking at Morticia, 'Just finish these papers and then you can punish her.' 

This little mantra kept you focused for another hour or so before you realised how quiet the room had become. You looked up from your papers to find Morticia's book laying, open, on the couch and Morticia no longer in the room. 

"Tish?" You called softly. 

No answer. 

"Morticia?" 

This time a response came in the form of a muffled moan coming from your bedroom and you sighed, hoping, for Morticia's sake, that she was not doing what you thought she was doing. 

"Morticia?" you called again in a firmer tone, opening the bedroom door and stopping in your tracks as your preheated blood turned to a boil. Morticia lay on the bed, propped up against the headboard. The hem of her dress had been pulled up to her stomach and you could clearly see her hand moving underneath the fabric of her black lace undergarments. 

"I swear to god, Morticia," you roared the second she looked at you, "If you do not stop I will fuck you so hard you will need a wheelchair for a week!" 

Smirking playfully, Morticia stuck her tongue out at you while simultaneously flipping up her free middle finger, a challenging gleam in her dark eyes. 

"That is it!" 

You stormed towards Morticia, grabbing a pair of handcuffs off a nearby table. You grabbed her arm, causing her to withdraw her hand and whimper at the loss of contact before you yanked her onto her feet. You snapped the cuffs onto her wrists and then roughly guided her to the foot of the bed, hanging her hands above her head and keeping them there with a hook that hung down from the ceiling. 

"You have exhausted my patience . . . and my mercy, you little slut!" you snarled in her ear as you stood behind her, "I am going to use you as my personal cum dump and you will not be cumming once, tonight. Do you understand me, brat?!" 

Morticia whimpered, nodding vigorously. 

"Well, would you look at that," you sneered, taking a cloth strip and tying it over Morticia's mouth, "my little brat can take orders . . ." 

Morticia whimpered again then cried out in pleasured pain as you grabbed her hair, yanking her head back as you bit down on the junction between her neck and her shoulder, breaking the delicate skin, and drawing blood. You moaned as the sharp taste of her blood filled your mouth as you sucked and licked the bite. You did this several more times, drops of blood rolling down Morticia's neck and shoulders which you lapped up, hungrily. 

Once you were satisfied, you moved in front of Morticia, slowly and painfully removing your t-shirt and shorts, drawing a pleading whimper from Morticia. 

"Aw, what's the matter, slut?" you teased, your (E/C) eyes ablaze with anger and lust, "Wish you were the one taking my clothes off?" 

Morticia nodded, moaning as you stepped up to her in nothing but your white lace bra and red silk underwear. Morticia pulled at her restraints, wanting so desperately to run her hands over you, to trace the outline of every one of the tattoos that covered your beautiful body. 

You got down on your knees, slowly lifting up the hem of her dress, exposing her clothed, soaked core. You smirked dangerously, pushing the black fabric aside and latching your lips onto her clit, beginning to suck at it, earning a loud moan from Morticia. You hummed into her core, slowly slipping a finger into her cunt and pumping it in and out of her. Morticia's moans grew louder and so you added another finger, increasing your pace and ferocity. Not longer after you added a third finger, causing Morticia's legs to shake violently, pulling out as you felt her about to cum. Morticia groaned as you pulled away, her body slackening. 

"I told you you wouldn't be cumming tonight, bitch." you sneered, licking her juices off of your fingers and moving behind her. You unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor, tearing off her bra and underwear. 

"We're going to try something new tonight." you hissed, removing your undergarments as you shapeshifted so that you now had a massive cock, "You think you can handle mommy's cock, little brat?" 

Morticia could only whimper, which you took as a 'yes', aligning your cock with her entrance and sliding into her, causing her to squeal as you began pounding into her tight hole. 

"God, Tish--!" you grunted as you thrusted into her, "You're so tight! So, tight for mommy! Such a good slut, taking all of mommy's cock so well!" 

You thrusted into her quickly, going deeper with each thrust. In no time you came, stopping completely when you felt her walls clench around you. Morticia moaned pleadingly, pulling on her restraints as she tried to get loose. You ignored her, pulling out of her ass and moving in front of her, lining your cock up with her cunt and pushing into her, starting the process over again. 

An hour later you had stopped Morticia from coming almost twenty times and finally decided she'd been punished enough. Pulling out of her for the final time, you shifted back and slowly removed Morticia's hands from the hook and untied the cloth, carrying her sex puddle of a body over to the bed. 

"You've been so good, my little brat," you said softly, "Sit on my face, and I'll let you cum." 

Morticia's eyes lit up happily, as you helped her straddle your face. A heavenly moan leapt from Morticia's mouth as your tongue swiped through her folds, lapping her juices from her overused cunt. You snaked one hand up her body and began toying with her breasts while your thumb toyed with her sore clit. 

"Oh, shit--! Mommy!" Morticia cried, tears slipping down her face as you skilfully ate her out, "M-mommy, please! Please, let me cum! Please?!" 

You hummed into her core giving her the permission she'd been longing for. With a final flick of your tongue Morticia came and you hurried to lap up her cum, eating it as if it were your last meal while Morticia screamed your name like a broken record. 

After helping Morticia down from her high, you crawled out from under her, taking her in your arms. She nuzzled her face into your chest, delicately tracing the outlines of the tattoo's on your arms and chest, planting a gentle kiss on the raven tattoo hovering just over your heart while you stroked her matching tattoo; the only one she'd ever gotten. 

"I love you, Tish." you murmured into her hair, "I'm sorry I neglected you this past week. I promise it won't happen again." 

"I love you too, Y/n." Morticia whispered, before falling asleep. 

You sighed and smiled warmly, planting a kiss on the top of her head before closing your eyes and allowing sleep to overtake you.

[milfswriter]

“You bought me flowers?” With Larissa :)

oooh, absolutely :). R wears a suit, just so you know lol. I always lose track of time and the fic ends up 10k words so apologies in advance LOL.

Oblivious

Larissa Weems x Teacher!reader

Summary: You’ve been hinting at Larissa that you wanted to ask her to the dance, but she’s just too oblivious. So you figured flowers would do the job.

She looked so beautiful, you thought. "Miss Y/l/n, keep staring and you'll poke holes into our principal" Yoko's voice snapped you out of your thoughts. You blinked, turning your head to face the vampire, her eyes not covered by glasses for once.

"Run along, Tanaka..I'm preparing myself for a worst-case scenario" You took a deep breath, you had no date for the Rave'N tonight. Neither did any of the staff if you were being honest. But as you looked at Larissa, your throat's gone dry. She..was mesmerizing. The vampire shrugged, pulling Divina with her as she walked away. 

You held the bouquet in your hands nervously, now second-guessing your decision as you listened to her rant to Thornhill about her disappointment years ago, a boy rejecting her for another woman. How could he?, you thought. (y/n, it's Morticia..I'm pretty sure it was a hard choice lol).

You gulped, waiting for Thornhill to get the hell away from Larissa so you can finally talk to her alone. Yoko did you a favor and distracted her, taking her away before shooting you a wink. You let out a chuckle, shaking your head before you made your way to the woman that's been occupying your thoughts to the point that you were chickening out to ask her to the dance for the past week.

Her eyes locked with yours before landing on the beautiful flowers in your hands with a gulp. "Y/n! don't you look ravishing! Who's the lucky gal?" you gave her a smile, "hello, Miss Weems..you look beautiful tonight. These are um...they're actually for you" she froze before chuckling with a nod, "Can't deny they're absolutely beautiful, but I can't keep you from your date any longer" she fidgeted with her gloved hands, smiling at the students coming in with their dates. “Welcome to the Rave’N!!”

Your eyes locked with hers as she furrowed her eyebrows, your date no where to be seen.“I have no date” you smiled shyly, “they’re for you” You affirmed again, holding the bouquet out for her to take.

The taller woman blinked in surprise and took it, her hand brushing against yours. “you bought me flowers?” she asked, almost in a whisper. You nodded, your hands going in your pockets nervously. 

“I um..wanted to ask you to the dance but..didn’t really get a chance to do so” she looked at the flowers in surprise. “Yes, I..can be a bit oblivious” she chuckled, her cheeks as red as her lipstick.

You gasped as your favorite song played and held out your hand. “care to dance?” she chuckled, nodding before you gave the bouquet to one of your students to deliver to her office as you took her to the dance floor, twirling her around as she giggled. 

As the song finished, you were met with Wednesday who was just arriving to the party. “I have to admit, I did not see this coming” she looked between the two of you before making a face, turning around and walking away, Tyler following behind her like a lost puppy.

You shrugged, taking Larissa’s hand to go get some drinks. You handed her a glass of ‘Yiti-tini’. As the night went on, you and Larissa were slow dancing to a quiet song before you felt something raining on you..you looked up to see it raining...blood? no..you tasted the red liquid before spitting it out. 

You tried calming the students down as they ran and screamed. “IT’S PAINT YOU COWARDS!” You yelled before realizing Larissa was throwing a fit of her own behind you. 

You pulled her to the courtyard and laughed at her as she caught her breath after screaming for so long. “it’s just paint” you took your blazer off, wrapping it around her, shielding her from the cold as she glared at you.

“My dress is ruined!” she looked down at her dress, frowning at the clearly unwashable stains of paint. You took a handkerchief out of your pocket, closing the gap between you two and standing on your tip toes to reach her face and dab on her eyes, which she could barely open.

She sighed in defeat, leaning her head down so you continue your task without having to stand on your tip toes.

You grinned at the gesture, stopping what you were doing to make eye contact before you licked your lips. “you’re..amazing” she whispered, her hands coming to brush your now-wet hair out of your face. 

Blood rushed to your cheeks as she stared at your lips, her eyes moving to your eyes in a silent request for permission. You nodded, hand now resting on her waist as she cupped your jaw with a hand, pulling you closer before smashing her lips with yours.

The kiss ended as quick as it began, “oh, god y/n I am so sorry I didn-” you cut her off, pulling her face down and smashing your lips against hers. 

As you pulled away for breath. “You really are oblivious, huh?” you giggled at her shocked expression. “you truly see me that way?” she whispered so quietly you almost didn’t here.

“Of course, Larissa..who wouldn’t?” you smiled sadly, taking her hands in yours, kissing her knuckles. 

She scoffed, “you’ve always overestimated me..in front of the mayor, when I’m overwhelmed with paperwork and meetings, nothing made me get out of bed every morning like your words of encouragement did..you..see me” you couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t see herself the way you do. 

You pulled her hand without a word to her office, sitting her down on the loveseat in front of the fireplace, seeing the bouquet placed on her desk just like you asked your student to, brining a single flower from the bouquet to her, handing it to her dramatically. 

She giggled, rubbing her temple in embarrassment before taking it from you and inhaling its scent. It smelled as beautiful as it looked. 

“How can I convince you that you deserve to be loved..that you’re so, so beautiful?” you asked, your hands resting on both armrests in front of her before she pulled you onto her lap, startling you.

“Stay..” was all she said, her arms wrapping around you. “Always” you mumbled, closing your eyes on her shoulder and unintentionally drifting to sleep. 

[its-been-rose]

“Rose why do you draw Marie wearing makeup why would she be wearing black/wine red lipstick and why would she have mascara on she’s literally intending on never showing her face except to like two people (Peggy and Teddy)”

BECAUSE IF I WANT TO DRAW MURDER MOMMY WITH FAT DRAMATIC BLACK TEAR TRACKS DOWN HER CHEEKS AND MORTICIA GOMEZ LIPS I AM DAMN WELL GOING TO

She’s my QUEEN and she deserves to look pretty

[leylayilmz]

"Normal is an illusion. What is normal for a spider, is chaos for the fly."

LEYLA YILMAZ as..

🕷 Morticia Addams

DAYTIME OUTFIT

Leyla embodies Morticia Addams in a long, form-fitting black velvet dress with dramatic, flared sleeves. Her hair is styled sleek and straight, cascading down her shoulders, while her makeup is smoky and bold, complete with signature red lipstick. Little Billie is Wednesday Addams, wearing a black, collared dress with braids on each side, and nailing that iconic Addams family stare. They've paired up with Benny Hellstrom for Halloween who dons a Gomez Addams outfit. Every year Billie chooses a Halloween theme and has Leyla and Benny join in with her as they head out trick or treating or attending day time family Halloween events. ( @bellstrom )

♫ bloody mary by lady gaga (sped up tiktok) plays

[andreabaideas]

What costumes would DJATS characters wear for Halloween 1978?

Uhmm, cool one!!! Tough though. I pictured the shows actors and looks for this to work.

The band gets invited to a Halloween promo party at a Haunted mansión themed club party where everyone is presented the fancy way and like going down stairs, as everyone famous or cool IS going...Yeah so they have to be wearing a costume :

Lisa & Warren dresses as Gómez and Morticia Addams, he says that for once Gómez IS played by a latino. He keeps being disgustingly kissy all night long and throwing crass jokes.

Karen dresses in black leather trousers and almost seee through black shirt. She wears tons of makeup. She looks like a Barbie doll gothic edition. She wears red lenses and looks super sexy. Then just before the party she sprays herself with fake Blood and puts fake fangs...etc voila She's a Bloody Vampiress!

+ Graham dresses as a old time XIX cowboy, leather Duster jacket and everything , but Karen convinces him to be a bit more cool and terrifying, to match with her, so he puts some fake Blood on him on his neck and he brings his childhood fake toy gun and a spike , so now he IS a kinda punk Vampire Hunter cowboy. He looks amazing.

Camila dresses as a Vampire too, with sexy make Up (see Camila Morrone Nars Lipstick promo makeup) with a long flowy classy black dress and puts a very simple neck two fangs wounds. She sews a tiny black Witch dress with shiny bits,very pretty, 20's like gown for Julia, with a hat and everything, the hat part IS constantly rejected by Julia , that has other plans...and throws a tantrum until she gets to...wear a red wig, to be dressed as Daisy.

Billy Finally convinces Julia to be a Mini redhead Witch , so both his Girls are Happy. Julia gets the wig, but throws her hat all the time, Camila seems content, but is slightly sad and holds Julia's hat all the time she throws it away . Only just with the shiny black dress (that looks eerily very similar to the dying on the shower Daisy's outfit) she totally traumatises (unwillingly) Billy (for obvious ptsd reasons).

Speaking about the devilBilly...He hates this kinds of things, he always dress as himself with a sticker putting : Myself or alt "RockStar" or "Julia's Dad " "Camis husband" "Graham bro" "Daisy's Shithead"...Etc XD.

This year, and after :

1- Daisys jocking taunting him about last years non effort crappy costumes (75' 76' and 77' previous home parties).

2- Camila's sadness over the hat she made for Julia

and

3 - Julias tantrum.

He , for once, says fuck It! , and makes a Halloween effort, and a great one. He buys a profesional costume like those wore by actors. He looks sexy , regal like he just came out of the XIX century... And he dresses as a Classy regency Vampire, He even cuts his hair shorter just before the party, like when he was twelve, because Camila had told him that He would look super cute like that now too, to surprise her and make her Happy, after Julia's drama. Then he puts into good use the new beard he was growing (my inspo was thirsting over Sam dressed as Edmond Dantes at some of The Count of Montecristo promo pics and It showed XD). Also he wears fake fangs and a bit of fake Blood on his lower lip. He looks like The sexiest™.

Simone accompanies Billy for the surprise to her old time expensive costume store , and she dresses as a old time Queen Voodoo Witch (picture Marie Laveau) She looks like a queen (like always).

Bernie and Eddie dresses as a pair of terryfying realistic Zombies, as they both went to remind Daisy about the party (Bernie ordered by Simone and Eddie by Rod) ; then she uses them as her Makeup Guinea pigs... And gives them some clothes - that the lousy Nicky left forgotten at her House after the breakup- covered in strawberry Jelly. Then she creates fake wounds on both of them with melted cheese sheets and makeup on their skins, to create realistic fake wounds that seems ripped chomps of skin and meat. The both look like munched corpses. They scare themselves and the others. Simone IS super traumatised for Bernie. They are delighted if cheesy smeling XD. Warren jokingly steals one wound from Eddie and eats It. Everyone goes eew!!!

Rod dressed as Drácula a la Bela Lugosi. Super dapper.

Teddy dresses as an ancient Warlock, like Gandalf lord of the rings book drawings.

Daisy comes 2h'30 mins late, everyone thinks she forgot...and to be honest she kinda did forget about the party the first 30 min , until she got reminded by her dear zombies XD

But nope, shell be the Halloween Queen , she IS secretly that "unhinged for Halloween" group friend who likes to traumatise the rest,. She puts a super sexy silky White dress (inspo IS a dress Riley wore once silky and White) , but as she has inherited her father artistic drawing talent , she draws wounds on herself too, she puts something sticky red on those face and arms wounds, and some Green juice too, then she wets and messies her hair too, and goes shoeless...As adult Regan from the exorcist.

Also - as the dramatic little shit she is (affectionately)- She enters the party doing theatrics mimicking the unfamous stairs scene (those artistic gymnastic classes paid by her parents should be put on good use right?) Almost everyone feels like fainting or gets trauma wide mouthed, then as she stoods Up, Daisy just evil laughs...XD

Only one not traumatised , Its tiny Julia, who inmediatelly goes to Daisy hugs her and ask her if she likes her costume . Daisy praises Julias costume, as her "Kid self" was a terrifying little Monster, and after watching Camila holding the hat and Billy trauma face when watching Julia, she convinces Julia into wearing the hat and of being Witchy Baby!Daisy , as she always wanted to be a Witch as a kid. Camila silently thanks her. Billy seems relieved.

Julia then slightly concerned asks Daisy if she got chickenpox " like I did when I started school" and then scrached like she did XD

Billy almost dies of laughter after that.

Everyone relaxes then and has a great time.

Julia wins the costumes kids award of the party as Mini Daisy.

Simone wins best female costume. Billy Its tied with Graham as co winners for male costumes. Daisy wins the best scare /scary time , but never gets invited again to the club party, as the old owner almost got a Heart attack XD

She then start a tradition of making a Halloween party at her House... Everyone Its terrified to go (sauf Julia, brave little nugget she IS).

As an Adult Julia grows even more unhinged than Daisy for Halloween...Dressing as Samara from the Ring or as La Llorona and keeps jumping from corners !!! Billy IS very afraid of her during that week and blames everyone for it. Camila shrugs It off, she's used to that dumbasery already XD.

Looong ooneee, I know.

Thats It!

[silverior968]

Dead Men Halloween costumes circa 1970s, Happy Halloween!

[Image ID: A digital drawing of the Dead Men posed for a group photo. The background is dark. To the left, Larrikin dressed as Gomez Addams and Anton dressed as Morticia Addams. Larrikin's hair is slicked back and he's drawn himself a pencil mustache. He's wearing a pin-stripe suit and carrying Anton in his arms, smiling up at him. Anton has dark-colored make-up on and is wearing a black dress and shoes, and holding a rose in one hand. To their right is Skulduggery Dressed as Miss Marple, wearing a pink jacket and skirt combo, white tights and gloves, black shoes and a pink bowler hat with flowers. He also has a gray wig on. To his right is Erskine, dressed as 60s Joker, with face paint, dyed green hair, a green shirt, a black bow and a purple 3-piece suit. Knelt by his feet is Hopeless, shapeshifted to look slightly more feminine, with curly hair and a pink, blood-stained dress and heels. They are dressed up as a Night of the Living Dead zombie, with black lipstick and eyeliner running down their face. They are snarling at the camera. To Erskine's right is Saracen Rue, dressed up as Han Solo, winking. He has his arms crossed and his outfit consists of a white low-cut shirt, a brown vest, brown trousers and shoes and a holster belt. To his right is Dexter, with long wavy hair, dressed as Boromir from Lord of the Rings. He is smiling and his outfit consists of a red cape with a fur lining, a silver tunic with a brown belt and a silver collar with a white gemstone. His trousers are gray and his boots are brown. Finally, in the right side of the drawing is Ghastly Bespoke, dressed as Dolly from Hello, Dolly!. He is wearing a gold dress, and a ginger wig. / End ID]

[iolaussharpe-24]

Hypothetically speaking... if I could improve my Wednesday doll, or make another Jenna Ortega character (I'm thinking maybe Astrid Deetz or Tara Carpenter or something.) how could I do it?

Like with everything, I have thoughts.

One thing I've been thinking a lot about is the face sculpt. Yes, even after I went nuts looking for the one I eventually got and am currently using. I saw another sculpt that I really liked, and through that I found another one.

Here's the lineup:

My Froggy Stuff made a Wednesday with this Barbie, Fashionista 188. She cut, dyed, and styled the hair, colored the eyes, darkened the eyeshadow, and added freckles for the likeness and I'm pretty sure I've seen other people use this same doll to do custom Wednesdays.

I made mine with this Pink Passport Barbie. She's not perfect, you could argue that she's not even good, but I did what I could and I'm not posting a picture of her for discussion. Yall have heard my spiel.

However, I recently discovered the Claudette face mold and I really like it, but I don't see one with a skin tone that really matches what I'm going for. The closest I found was the black Holiday Barbie from 2016. The rest with this sculpt I found were either way too dark or way too pale.

I'm gonna start looking for this one (secondhand of course, cause that's how I get the majority of my dolls) but I won't know if she'll work or not until I see her in person. I got the BMR 1959 doll with this face recently, and that's when I noticed it kind of gave me the vibes I've been after even if my doll doesn't.

While looking at the Claudette sculpt, I discovered this one and... I love it. It's like a softer version of the other one, and I think that works really well. It's like the perfect middle ground between the two other sculpts on this post.

So much. But I don't know if she's the right pick either which kind of breaks my heart. This is Barbie Looks number 1 with the Lina face sculpt. The one that I think may be best out of all the ones with the sculpt that I've seen.

I love this sculpt a lot. She's so pretty and I've actually brought it up before because Barbie Looks 19 is one that I've been imagining as a Morticia for my dollhouse.

I think I'd like to use yarn to reroot one of these dolls if I could, because I think that would just be a nice texture and, if this hypothetical doll were going to just be an improved Wednesday, I think yarn fibers would result in really small braids. That's what I gathered from Hextian's Wednesday Addams video anyway.

(Roughly 12:27 if you want to skip straight to it.)

Another reason is that I think it would be easier to style. I've handled material like it before and it stood on end when I moved it before slowly falling flat much later. One of my biggest issues when trying to style doll hair, is that it slides out of whatever I'm trying to do with it before I can get anywhere near finished with it.

I've said before that I like Integrity Toys type bodies because I think that they have some more realistic details than most Barbie bodies while still being poseable (Barbie bodies with some of those details I'm talking about only have the five points.)

Most of those Integrity Toys type bodies are really tall though, and I'm trying to be accurate so... that wouldn't work. Best pick would be a petite Barbie body or maybe a Poppy Parker (but that's really not that small so the petite is preferable). Jenna is only about 5 '1 after all.

But, I want to point out that I love the hands that go with those bodies. They're so much more realistic than Barbie hands are. Even the basic ones. Another note to make is that I'd want to paint the nails. Probably black since so many of Jenna Ortega's movies and shows are really freaking dark. (Wednesday, You, X, Scream, The Babysitter: Killer Queen, etc.) Maybe red.

I'd want to do the lipstick too. Similar to the nails. Though, I will be the first to admit that she doesn't really wear a lot of bold lip colors. They usually look pretty natural.

So... what do you guys think?

[safic4-m]

🤍Larissa?

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Fem Lector

Author's Note: I had to do something with her and honestly wasn't sure what, so this is what came out, get ready for more work with Larissa.

Word count: 667

~Master list~

One-shot

Wattpad

You reluctantly get up from your bed, wiping away tears and inwardly cursing your roommate for forgetting her keys again. But you are surprised to find Larissa on the other side of the door, her makeup smeared and her face covered in tears.

-What happened?- you ask rather worriedly.

-Morticia...- is all she says before she bursts into tears and you make her come into your room.

You try to console her, but at this moment you are not the best person to do so, given your current situation.

-But you were so excited about this,- you say caressing her head in your lap, -don't let this stop you.

-I don't plan to go alone,- you barely manage to hear her words.

-What do you say we go together?- you ask afraid of being rejected.

Larissa comes out of hiding and offers you a smile.

-I'd like that,- wiping away her tears.

-All right, give me 10 minutes to get ready,- moving her carefully.

You change in record time, surprising Larissa, since it didn't take you more than 3 minutes to get ready, you help her to fix her make-up, doing your best to put a smile back on her face.

-Wait,- you say before going to look for something in your makeup.

When you find what you were looking for, you gently take Larissa's face and put some of your red lipstick on it, making her lips look so appetizing; a blush covered her cheeks at your action, making her breath catch.

-Now you are- staring at her lips.

Arriving at the Rave'N' you two catch the stares of some of the people who were there. You feel bad about this, but internally you are thankful that Morticia hurt Larissa. because if it wasn't for her, you would never have what you have now... going to the Rave'N' with her.

-Larissa,- you say trying to get her attention.

-I have to tell you something

This was your chance, to propose to the girl you like before you leave. Initially you had planned to invite Larissa to the Rave'N', but your parents passed away a few weeks ago and you fell into a deep depression when you received the news. You knew you had to go home to take charge, but your director thought it would be better if you left after the dance and maybe that wasn't such a bad idea, but then the package arrived. Your mother had made you an outfit to wear to the dance and that was the last straw, Larissa's appearance was your first interaction with someone other than your roommate.

Before you could even say anything, you see Larissa leave after Morticia and Gomez, you stand there alone, confessing your love to nothing.

*****

Weems had seen a woman hanging around the school as if she was the owner of the place, he had been following her but whenever he was about to catch her she disappeared, when he was about to warn the teachers to be aware of the presence of a mysterious woman, he comes face to face with her.

-Larissa?- you say with astonishment.

The woman is surprised to find her old friend, whom she hadn't heard from in years.

-Y/n- you say barely above a whisper -What are you doing here?- she asks, regaining her composure.

-I wanted to visit the facility to see if I will enroll my daughter.

Your words surprise Weems and his gaze wanders to your hand finding a ring on your ring finger.

-If you wish to do so, we will be happy to receive her,- he says, forcing a smile and swallowing his pain.

-I think I will, if you'll excuse me, I have to go.

You say goodbye to the woman leaving her behind with a strong pain in your heart, after the dance she found out that you had left and there was a rumor that you were going to propose to Larissa. She felt bad about it because she already had certain feelings for you, but seeing you after all this time and finding out that you were married hurt her more than she thought.

[myimmortaltribute]

EpIsOdE 1 SeAsOn 1

AN: HIII OMG THIS IS MY FORST TIM WRITING A FANFICTION But I always get compliments from my frienz so I thought why the hellz not! Im gonna publish my bookz on Tumbler! Anywayz. Its based on a RP i started in elementary school with two EX best friends but were not frienz anymore cuz there bitchez so now im writing the story my way. ENJOY

Hi My name is Raven Morticia Lilith Blackrose, But every1 simply calls me Raven. I have long hair the color of a starless night with red streaks in it that reaches all the way to my butt (not dyed there natural, I was born like this) and bright purple eyes because I suffer from a rare genetic condition called Alexadria Genesis (AN:look it up its a real thing). I have pale skin that looks like porceline so I never wear any fundation or concealer and I only wear black eyeliner, black eyeshadow, mascara and black lipstick. What u should kknow about me is that I'm not like other girls, and dats not just cause I'm goth (I wear all black and hate preps) but also bcause ever since I was born I have always been obsessed with dark'ness and blood & death… Idk why. Oh well.

I was in math class (ugh. ikr). however math class is the class where I can be on my phone the most (which I do anyway in every class bc I'm naturally good at every subject and the teachers never call on me bc they know I already know everything). Anyway. Every teacher just lets me be on my phone during every class because I'm naturally smart like that, all but fucking math teacher Miss Poppy, which I know is just bitter and hates me because she's preppy & has a personal vendeta against goth chicks like me. First of all, shes a christian (duh) and plus she dresses in beiges and pastels (gross) & always gives me dress code violations because I dress in all black (but the principal never punishes me bc she's on my side).

I was textin on my phon when he came into the room: Damon Athame, the hottest goth boy in school. He's super tall like 6'6 and super athletic even though he never plays sports or do gym class (he prefers to sit on the bleachers and write poetry. He's that deep & mysteryous). Anyways he walks in and sits right in front of me, ignoring me… I dont even care tho bc I'm just too in love & I know he probably ignored me because he was thinking about darkness & stuff like that like I usually do to. I was having a conversation with Trixie & Katya, my besties, when the teacher had the NERVE to tell me to shut up! I scoffed and grunted but had to obey ans shut up.

Bitch teacher: RAVEN MORTICIA LILITH BLACKROSE! SHUT UP OR ILL SEND U TO THE PRINCIPAL!

Me: Ugh. Whatever (rolls eyes).

Just when I was going back to doing my oen thing, something out of nightmares happened… there was a huge booming sound and evertone turned to eachother and started asking each other what the hell was going on. Suddenly, the walls started trembling and Damon stood up and turned towards the door with a resolute gaze in his beautiful dark red eyes (which contrasted his whiteish silver hair and his pale skin beautifully.). The teacher yelled at everyone to stay quiet and sit down but it obviously didnt work. At thet point the nightmare intensified: a huge crack opened on the floor and the walls started shaking and cracking even more. Obviously, unlike the rest of my female classmates I didnt scream like a pussy or ran away. Instead i stood still and looked down into the huge crack in the floor, instead of debris and pieces of the building &stuff, on the bottom of it there was a river of lava and flames and thousands of monsters that were trying to climb the walls to get to us. All i could do is freeze, and thats what I would have done if I hadnt felt a hand grab my hand and drag me out of the classroom. I turned towards my savior and I was so surprised when I saw that the person who just saved me was Damon!

Damin: Come on! Run faster! Damnit! Me: This is the fastest i can run!!!

Some rocks started to fell from the ceiling but Damon avoided them while he ran protecting me and making me avoid them at the same time.

Damon: Stairs!! Quick!!

We went down the stairs and got out of the school, then we seeked refuge in the gym together with four more guys: Cory: Damon's best friend. Cory is a bit of a preppy guy and a jock but he's not an asshole and he's funny and hot. He's as tall as Damon and has brown hair and red eyes. Peter and his brother Adam: theyre kinda like twins but Adam is younger so they look identical with blonde hair and blue eyes and Peter is a bit taller than Adam. (Theyre preps and absolutely insufferable.) Sally: a rich, spoiled, snobby preppy bitch who always bullied me…well…she TRIED. (I would never let her put me down.) She had blonde hair and blue eyes (of course… honestly I hoped she had been eaten by the monsters.)

Anyway, we barricated ourselves in the gym after Cory and Damon had blocked the door with some equipment and all the objects they could find. Of course Sally, Peter and Adam did fucking nothing and left all the work to Cory and Damon so I tried to help because I wasn't scared abt breaking a nail or something.

Me: Hey, can I help?

Damon: Get out of the way! I have no time for you now!

I was SHOCKED by his tone of voice. I never heard him scream like that. Okay yea i get it, we were in the middle of the apocalypse but I literally didn't do anything wrong!!!

Me: FINE!

I ran away into the locker rooms to be alone. (like, I was devastated. my crush just yelled at me can u blame me?) Of course I didn't just sulk around cause I'm not a pussy. I looked around into the room to see if there was something I could use as a weapon in case the monsters got inside the gym. Just as I was thinking about that, one of those ugly fuckers found his way inside and got right in front of me. It was hideous, a mix between a man, a bat, a spider and who knows what the fuck else. I got a metal crowbar from the floor and defended myself, hitting it repeatedly. Right when it was about to kill me, it was hit by a bullet coming out of nowhere! It fell to the ground, with acid-like greenish blood oozing out of the bullet wound in his head. I turned around and saw him, Damon, with a silver gun in his hand, still smoking. He saved me again. I scoffed but was grateful.

Damon: Sorry about before… Me: It's ok. Thanks again. Damon: Well… It's my job after all. Me: What do you mean?

Before he could answer the voice of a woman echoed through the whole gym.

Principle: Guys!!! Are you all ok??? Come out!!!

We got out and met the principal, she was dressed completely in black as usual (she's a goth too) with her usual gothik style. She was different from the tyipical principals of other schools. While I wondered how she got in despite the door being blocked, she raised her hands towards the sky and started chanting a mysterious spell in latin. When she was done, all was back to normal as if time had turned back in time: the walls were fixed and there was no sign of monsters anywhere and nobody seemed to remember anything abt what had happened. I was speechless. I was quiet for a while then I started bombarding her with a bunch of questions. (like, I was shocked.)

Me: What does this mean??? What happened??? Am I dreaming??? Principal, r you a witch???

The principle and corey laughed, while Sally, Peyer and adam had an annoyed expression on there faces and began making fun of me (typical. I obviously ignored them.) Damon stayed quiet.

Principal: Come in my office, Raven… There are many things you need to knoe…

[ghost-proofbaby]

I feel like eddie definitely loves elvira like he has one of those magazine posters of hers somewhere in his dresser

oh 100%. that man is such a sucker for elvira and mortician adams and such. if you ever decided to dress up as one of them for halloween, he’d lose his goddamn mind.

you’d initially bring it up casually (after finding that said magazine — but he doesn’t need to know that) and already his heart would be skipping beats thinking about you in that fashion, but when a few weeks pass and you actually do it? oh. oh dear lord help the boy. he’d be so dramatic about it. worshiping you and kissing the ground you walk on the entire night, never going more than a few minutes without complimenting you. at the first reveal he’s doing his chest stabbing moment, falling back on the couch and playing dead. you’d be giggling and lean over him like “get up, dumb ass” and he’d just mutter out the corner of his mouth “i can’t, your beauty killed me” with his eyes still closed.

and you’d tease him, saying, “oh, yeah? that’s a shame. guess i’ll have to go find someone else to be the gomez to my morticia-“

in an instant that boy is sitting back up and wrapping his arms around you to pull you into him as he starts to kiss you all over, and you’d resist complaining “my makeup, eddie!” and he’d just have his mouth still latched onto your neck as he said “don’t care. fix it later.” before kissing your red lips 🥺

he definitely ends up wearing more of your lipstick than you are, and he definitely doesn’t bother cleaning it off

[squadrah]

got inspired by the awesome dilf post, so please: la squadra as milfs???

I'M SOBBING, here we go I guess!! I'm dialing this one to eleven!!

Risotto: She's giant in every way so everyone else appears quite small next to her. She's usually in the kitchen or her kitchen garden, picking fruit from her trees without needing so much as a stool to reach most of them. Rumor has it she once slapped a wild bear in the face with her chancla to defend her family, and if asked about it, she will modestly look away and murmur, "Anyone else would have done the same." (The bear never came back, by the way.)

Formaggio: You can tell she used to be a hardcore punk: she still sports a buzz cut, with red lipstick and golden hoop earrings to add some bright colors. She's top heavy and proud of it, so she makes sure to show ample cleavage and likes to wear leather jackets. She loves to go out and constantly organizes outings for her friends and family; has never missed an event, and has never left an event without drinking something. A dangerous flirt.

Prosciutto: She's extremely overcommitted, and how she hasn't gone insane yet from micromanaging everything from work to her entire family's smallest concerns is a mystery. Her children are still affected by her leaning in and papping their cheeks, and the impression is even stronger on covetous strangers. Only ever lets her curly hair down for evening parties, at which point she basically transforms into into a femme fatale. Pegs like a battering ram.

Pesci: Always overcome by severe gender dysphoria whenever she compares herself to her more feminine peers, but she makes do with cute and novel ways of styling her scant hair, nice patterned tops and trouser skirts. She's often shy, but sometimes has her bold moments that suggest she could be a real firecracker if properly encouraged. Does a lot of heavy lifting that reveals ridiculous core strength and flexibility. Loves dancing and rhythm games.

Ghiaccio: The only one in yoga class who wishes you were allowed to scream out loud, and the only parent who, if their child takes up a sport, will take up that sport herself both as a form of support and as a means of bonding with her child and people her age. Is a health freak and makes kale smoothies, but since her legs look great in tight pants and her tits are rock hard, she's clearly winning. Has probably never had an orgasm, so there's a good challenge.

Melone: How is she still alive, and why does she still look like a barely aged scene girl? Nobody knows, not even her, but she's happy to lounge on her designated bean bag chair in cute pajamas and her laptop always on. Be careful around her: her brain is oversaturated with niche Wikipedia articles and she'll tell you all about them as soon as you're near enough to hear, and you might in ten minutes find yourself painting her toenails while she's reading your horoscope.

Illuso: Oh, she is the ultimate Karen. Luscious hair styles, immaculate manicures, the latest mom fashions, and a holier-than-thou smirk that instantly makes the manager homicidal. Knows her coupons and discounts more than the Bible but she's dressed to the nines every Sunday flashing that mass stipend to let everyone know she's more generous of heart than they could ever be, then whines at the barista about her order. Teases her children mercilessly.

Sorbet: That one esoteric plant witch who loves her orchids more than her own children, and would become a certified hermit if she could. Since she's stuck with her family, however, she stalks around her home like she's embodying Morticia Addams, and talks to everyone in a dry and ominous tone. Watches too many murder mysteries and cooks mushroom stew right after. You are welcome to indulge her obscure opera obsession, but watch out.

Gelato: The whimsical happy-go lucky mom that every fanciful child dreams of, the type who builds blanket forts in the living room, thinks that everyone deserves a little treat always, and actively assists whenever anyone around her wants to try something new and possibly dangerous. Has nearly burned down her house a dozen times but she keeps toasting marshmallows in bed with a blowtorch. Hope you have insurance if you decide to engage.