#they really are morticia and gomez

[chubby-kiyo]

To be of Service

(Kirumi Tojo x Korekiyo Shinguji)

CW/// very mild / soft feeding kink, weight gain. (In later chapters), They/them pronouns for Kiyo

(I thought I could potentially write this one out, I don’t pride myself in writing, and quite frankly this is my first attempt at fanfic, let alone kink. Anyways, I’m choosing Kiyo as the partner in this scenario as they were the one I initially had in mind.)

Chapter 1: The Rude Awakening

Kirumi was asleep alone in the double love hotel bed with only rumpled satin sheets at her side. The situation presented itself when a small sliver of light escaped from the heavy red velvet drapes as the air conditioner pushed them open ever so slightly. Finding herself roused from her slumber, she turned to find that her lover was no longer at her side, not unusual considering their penchant for waking early and getting in a full beauty routine long before the morning announcement. Confused by the silence in the room, the screeching call of the alarm clock absent from the equation, She fumbled for the monopad left on the bedside table to check the time. Under no circumstances was it acceptable for Kirumi Tojo, the ultimate maid, to sleep in.

Fuck. Breakfast was supposed to be finished two hours earlier. Kirumi decided there was no time to waste getting tied up in her feelings about the situation. After getting ready as fast as humanly possible, she is rationalized what would be her best plan of action. She would make her way to the dining hall, apologize profusely to everyone who she could only imagine were angry with her negligence, and get to the bottom of who dared turning off her alarm.

As the frazzled Kirumi made her way down the hall towards the dining area, she was struck with the scent of baked goods. Pancakes? Perhaps the Belgian waffles she had planned the night before? The thick, smoky aroma of bacon pervaded next. Someone must have gone through the meal plans she had carefully written out in advance and take their preparation into their own, most likely less capable, hands.

It wasn’t long before she -quite literally- ran into the clumsy gentle giant, Gonta Gokuhara.

“Oh my, are you okay, Gokuhara-kun? My sincere apologies, I was just on my way to prepare breakfast. Whatever are you doing awake at this hour?”

Gonta adjusted his glasses and moved a strand of his tangled hair from his face.

“Oh- Gonta is okay. No need to worry, Tojo-kun. I thought it would be best to observe the local species of butterfly when the morning dew is still present. Butterflies are generally more active at dawn. Anyway, I thought you were already starting breakfast, but if you’re here - who is cooking?”

“That’s exactly what I was on my way to find out. My apologies for waking up late to prepare today’s breakfast, though it’s quite possible that someone else has that covered.”

“No worries, Tojo-kun. Gonta think maybe it is best that Tojo-kun have a break from all of the chores. Thank you for taking care of us, Tojo-kun”

“You are most welcome, however the service I provide is the very least I can do, given our current situation. Well, I had best be on my way, pleasure speaking with you Gokuhara-kun.”

“Good to see you as well, Tojo-kun”

Kirumi opened the doors to the dining hall, the popping sound of frying bacon and the sweet aroma filled the air. She finally made it to the kitchen, opening the door to see Kiyo, completely startled, their hair tied back in a loose braid, revealing their slender bandage-wrapped neck, and an apron double wrapped around their delicate frame. They recoiled at the surprise of Kirumi entering unannounced - it’s very unlike her to enter a room without knocking, they reasoned.

Kiyo’s eyes widened in surprise “Well, I’ll be. You’re awake? After all you put yourself through yesterday, I thought for sure that you’d be asleep well into the afternoon. This really puts a damper on my plans, You see-“

“I do.” Kirumi uncharacteristically cut them off, as she disapprovingly peered over at the ornate silver tray. It had been topped with its own china cup and saucer, french press, cream pitcher, tiny spoon and sugar bowl. Of course there was also the ensemble of golden brown waffles topped with berries, a dusting of powdered cinnamon sugar, and thick cream; with a side plate consisting of thick slabs of bacon, grilled sausage links, and two eggs sunny side up. The audacity they had to attempt to pamper her in such a way, taking her from the fulfillment gained by serving others was-sickeningly sweet?

With the unusual circumstances of the day thus far, she figured she could approach things with more laxity. The maid took a deep breath so as not to appear cross to her concerned lover.

“My apologies. I couldn’t help waking when I had, but to invalidate your efforts would be unforgivable. I suppose that bringing the tray to me is no longer an option, which must disappoint you so. I’m still fully of the mindest that I am meant to be in your service, however it would be wrong of me to not entertain your well wishes.”

“My dear, you owe me absolutely nothing. No apologies whatsoever. Do I make myself clear?”

Kirumi, taken off guard nodded. “V-very well”

“Now that we’ve established that, allow me to serve the class this morning. Carry on as you will. Your plate is already made, cara mia. Enjoy.”

They brushed past towards the counter to serve the line of fellow students beginning to accumulate, silky hair swaying behind them.

“W-wait. You can’t possibly expect me to finish this whole portion? I appreciate the generosity, but do you not suppose this is a bit much?”

Korekiyo was frozen in their tracks, flushed cheeks conveniently concealed beneath their trademark mask.

“N-never. Nothing could possibly be enough-“, they stammered, “to express the depths of my love.”

(To be continued)

The feeder potential that Kirumi holds is undeniable, yes.

Kirumi checking in on all of her fellow classmates to make sure everyone has been eating.

Kirumi, whose nurturing instincts run on overdrive 24/7.

Kirumi cooking extra portions for certain students who really need it 😏 (Kiyo, Kokichi, Shuichi….)

But has anyone stopped to consider…feedee Kirumi?

I get it, she lives to serve everyone else, but at some point, someone has to pick up on the fact that she doesn’t take care of herself. Like. At all.

I picture Kirumi’s SO shutting off her alarm to wake up and cook breakfast one morning, and do it themselves, bringing her plate to her in bed and making her take it easy for the day as much as she hates it.

Just them making a habit of taking on more and more of her duties, and giving her time to rest and indulge herself.

Kirumi with a soft, motherly figure who finally takes as much care of herself as she does for everyone else.

[puppppppppy]

doodles of my fav sillies

anton belongs to @poicyss

[corvus-frugilegus]

I know lucanis is a soul crushing devotion kind of guy and I love this about him.

I also love a Rook who is also a soul crushing devotion person for him though. A Rook who dreamily asks what they did to deserve him. A Rook who makes him feel so loved that there's no room to doubt their relationship.

A kind of love he never thought would be returned.

Something that feels safe, like a certainty.

[forevers-world]

My type in women be like:

Dark-haired & sweet but psycho

[hiddenacorns]

My take on the Addams family. If they ever decide to make another animated series, I would love to see some good, old-fashioned, pie-eyed rubber hose (even if it was reserved for more madcap characters like Fester).

+ A bonus under the cut…

The most eligible bachelor (?) (marital status unknown) on the continent. He likes long walks on the beach and possesses several large properties (complimentary spiders included).

[renegadeem]

Siri, play Tango Of Tears.

I think they deserve their little dancing moment. Everyone else got one.

[mpsansy]

This was ALL for me. Cause I never draw The Addams Family or Casper The Friendly Ghost… till now. Also an added doodle bc I was feeling it

[jackdaniel69nice]

Inktober 31/2024 “Flowers”

Someone gave him a bouquet of red spider lilies and he is smitten.

[cocoabubbelle]

SCOGUE-“Tember”

Day 4: [🦇] Addams Family

Nobody asked for this:

But I did it anyway 😜

[justgleekout]

I’ve been watching “Wednesday” and I was reminded of my love for Gomez and Morticia’s romance. Their love is so passionate and Gomez’ devotion to Morticia reminded me of someone. So here it is, the au you’ve all been waiting for: Morticia!Kurt and Gomez!Blaine :) 

[trollprincess]

ten characters, ten fandoms, ten tags, borrowing from @annadream (yes, yes, I’m choosing more than ten characters and ten tags, shut up)

[lillotte17]

One of my absolute favorite dialogues you can have with Astarion is after your Durge discovers that they're Bhaalspawn. (which is saying something bc he's got a lot of great dialogues tbh). He's been supportive of you up until now. Hells, he's even kind of into how much of a little freak you are if you're romancing him. But this? This is A Lot for him. His facial expressions are controlled. He chooses his words very carefully, not expressing a strong opinion of you resisting or submitting to your father's will.

You can tell he is already running the mental math in his head about how risky being with you is going to be going forward. He is very much just as freaked out about this as any of the "good aligned" companions. No harm in hedging his bets, though.

BUT if you choose the option to admit that you are scared, and you don't know how to fight back against someone as powerful as Bhaal, his whole demeanor shifts.

"You know, I didn't realize you and I were so alike. I- I felt paralyzed to do anything about Cazador for so many decades. I gave up on myself. I gave up on any hope of escape after a few lashes. Bhaal controls you in much the same way. I don't know how you can beat him, but I do know this; you must try. The half-life of a mind-addled slave is worse than death- don't become his. I wouldn't live another century as one for all the moonstones in Evereska."

Genuinely one of the most honest and introspective and vulnerable responses from him in the whole game. And the soft pleading desperate way he says, 'don't become his'??? I am feral. I am gnawing at the bars of my enclosure.

[verifyemailmyass]

Guys, would yall be mad if I sped through the undertale fic (since it's like 10 chapters max I think) and replaced it in my schedule with a timebomb fic instead of the fnaf ones had planned

[dusty-pistol]

Mr. And Mrs. Moore's weddin photo from 1966

In black&white and color

These are Tobias' parents! Emmett Moore and Amelia Moore! Emmett was a punk, and Amelia was a goth! They were both major menaces back in their time, and they had a Morticia and Gomez kinda relationship. They were both born in the 1930s, so they were around in Callum's time! Fun fact: Emmett didn't want to get an object head when the dialup was enacted. He was nonconformin and all, and he wanted to leave and evade it. But because Amelia wanted to stay, he stayed too and let it happen. Cuz he loved her too much to abandon her like that. So he stayed and made a family with her.

I think they're pretty neat =]

[cuteniarose]

I know I said it as a joke before but I’m gonna make it Canon

Suiren and Vaatu have each other saved as “Light Yagami looking ass” and “Wednesday Addams rip-off” in their phones

And it seems obvious at first given how they dress currently, but those contact names were actually made all the way back in freshman year when Vaatu’s dad made him wear a shirt and tie to his first day of high school while Suiren was going through her minimum-blue-maximum-black + twin braids every day phase

The names are now permanent, I’m afraid :’)

[akascow]

why does morticia's skullector doll have full rose bud accessories she cuts the tops off in every adaptation lol