#wavier fanfiction

[ao3feed-wenvier]

Single Woman in Possession of a Good Fortune (not particularly in want of a husband)

by babygotbooks

“Should I be flattered?” she asked flatly.

“You’re angry.”

“No.” She was confused. Was she nothing more than a muse to him? Was their marriage only duty to him? She felt doubt overtaking. Her heart suddenly went into overdrive, soaring.

None of the drawings were indecent, but Xavier’s face radiated embarrassment. “I hope you will not consider this a breach of your wishes.”

Words: 9890, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Wednesday (TV 2022)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Xavier Thorpe, Vincent Thorpe, Wednesday Addams, Morticia Addams, Gomez Addams, Larissa Weems

Relationships: Wednesday Addams/Xavier Thorpe

Additional Tags: period drama romance, Alternate Universe - Arranged Marriage, Out of Character, No Apologies, very self-indulgent, Romance, mutual pining like whoa, medical examiner!Weds, Implied Sexual Content, Happily Ever After

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62988682

[sebikitcat]

Thank you to @psychic-refugee for this lovely moodboard for my fic In the night, I dream of woe so true!

[jandjsalmon]

Corruptible Mortal State by @drollicpixiefanfic (2/2-E)

Summary: If Nevermore was Disney World - Or, how Wednesday Addams’ befriended a pink-haired werewolf, worked in The Haunted Mansion, and met a boy she couldn't decide if she loathed or loved. It’s hard to be a macabre loner with an allergy to color in the “happiest place on earth.” Rarely had Morticia and Gomez Addams found a way to torture their only daughter so well. AU - Crack treated seriously.

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So fun - and super hot - and an utter delight. Stop what you're doing right this second and read this. 🖤

[moonlightchild77]

Blood Pie (Wednesday x Xavier Story) 🩸 🥧

Xavier: (tastes pie)

Wednesday: That isn’t cherry filling Xavier

Xavier: Then what is it

Wednesday: 😏

The End

[sebikitcat]

Thank you so much!!!!! This is absolutely gorgeous and I've added it to my fic, In the night, I dream of woe so true!

~In the Night I dream of Woe, So true~

For @sebikitcat

[fueledpurelybyspite]

Would anyone be interested in reading a Wednesday x acotar (Sarah j. Maas) crossover AU?

Like, imagine Xavier as prince of the Night Court. With Archeon eyes and his mother's love for painting and art, but also his father's dark and terrible power to bring them to life and turn them into nightmares.

And Wednesday, little witchling from a powerful yet dangerous family, gifted with the rare and horrible power of the Sight. A girl so bright ad so cruel her reputation procedes ger, with ravens flying over her head like they're there to whisper her secrets.

Idk i think it would be a pretty fun concept, but im not sure if anyone would actually be interested in reading it

[waviermylove]

Do you have any Wavier fic recs?🥹

(Better if one-shot or complete stories)

Why yes of course! Here are some of my favorites, hope you’ll enjoy them as much as I do :)

Amidst the moonlight by orphan_account ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/43285297)

Laughs to heal the soul by orphan_account (https://archiveofourown.org/works/43300926)

Saccharine by crimebabey (https://archiveofourown.org/works/43403514)

I fell in love with melancholy by nevinimus (https://archiveofourown.org/works/43320765)

(I have so much more, but at the moment I’m kinda busy with my studies, I’ll give them to you when the exams are over)

[jandjsalmon]

Ooh this would be super fun. I ran a fic exchange years ago and we ended up with so many good fics. I belong to a Wenvier discord - I'll suggest this idea there too to see if we could get any other buy in. 😀

I would love for someone to start a Wenvier fic fest 🥲 and I would definitely love to partecipate. Even if I wanted to start one myself I wouldn't even know where to begin and I don't know if other people would be interested in joining...

[goddessmoonlady]

I seriously don't understand the seeming obsession the Wednesday Fandom has with self insert fics. It seems like I can't escape them anytime I'm searching for Wenvier (my Fandom OTP).

[wwjzww]

new wenvier fic just posted! hehehe happy reading

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46288072

[ao3feed-wenvier]

Meddle About.

by munsonmania

Wednesday battles with feelings, jealousy, and hopes. All over a boy.

Words: 4412, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Wednesday (TV 2022)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Wednesday Addams, Xavier Thorpe, Enid Sinclair, Bianca Barclay, Ajax Petropolus

Relationships: Wednesday Addams/Xavier Thorpe

Additional Tags: Wednesday Addams is Bad at Feelings, Wednesday Addams is Whipped, Wednesday Addams is Soft for Xavier Thorpe, Jealous Wednesday Addams, Soft Xavier Thorpe

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62327002

[jandjsalmon]

This is beautiful!

I love this story so much!! 🖤

Thank you to @psychic-refugee for this lovely moodboard for my fic In the night, I dream of woe so true!

[sissytobitch10seconds]

A Slight Conundrum

Fandom: Wednesday (2022) Summary: She wasn't going to be a mother or a wife just because she was a girl now, but parenthood and marriage don't sound that bad now that it's what she's being presented with. Warnings: Mentions of abortion, teenage pregnancy, implied underage sex, implicit underage sex, mentions of torture, and implied child abuse Word Count: 3,367 Ship(s): Wednesday Addams/Xavier Thorpe

Archive link!

A/N: So I was going through the backlog of my prompts and I found this. I don't remember what it was originally going to be other than a couple of chunks of dialogue and Xavier's characterization, but I'm pretty happy with how it turned out. I hope that you guys like it! Stay sissy and bitchy everyone <3

Nevermore turned out to be a place that she acclimated to frustratingly quickly.

The classes were more in line with the kinds of things that she wanted to go into and less what was standard in the state that she and her parents lived in. She studied poisons, murders, writing, and all matter of things that would have scared even the most grizzled of public school teachers. The people around her seemed to pick up on the fact that she wanted to be left alone faster than they had in any other school that she had attended. That meant that she was actually left alone during the times that she wanted.

Even the struggle that she had about following in her mother’s footsteps were abandoned after she had put her own stamp on the school. The sports case where her mother’s face stared up at her from the picture of Nevermore’s best ever fencing year was something that she had learned to avoid after just a little while. The vampires only ever had to return to Nevermore every hundred years so that they could learn the updated information about how to interact with humans in a way that would be beneficial to everyone involved so none of the students remembered her mother. After Weems had been replaced by the new principal, there weren’t any teachers that had remembered attending school with or teaching her mother either.

She was her own person and she was thriving. That meant that she actually had to admit to her parents that they were right when she was sent home for their impromptu winter break while everything was getting fixed. On top of that, she also had to admit that Xavier had been right about giving her a phone. She had gotten a stalker almost immediately afterwards which helped her keep her mind off of the first love that she had just lost. Even after she had finished her first year at Nevermore, she liked being able to keep tabs on Enid and Xavier when they weren’t around. It was also nice to send threats to her brother in a more menacing format than a crystal ball.

Years had passed since then and she was now in her last year of high school. She had gotten all of her required classes out of the way as quickly as she could, which meant that she was left with only the classes that she wanted to be taking. Her schedule was full to the brim with self-study courses taken through specialized colleges in other parts of the world where she could learn about the most gruesome crimes and deaths that had ever occurred on the planet.

She was supposed to be studying for one of those now, which was why she was back in her dorm room. The new host of Freshman hadn’t quite gotten the panic of coming to a new school that was unlike anything they had faced out of their systems so she couldn’t do in the library like she had wanted to. Her nose wrinkled as she realized that her boyfriend was rubbing off on her when it came to his penchant for neoclassical aesthetics. Studying murder in her room was far more herself than surrounding her body with dusty tombs that she was never going to pick up because they were no interest to her.

The boyfriend part had been a surprise to her. She should have known that once she got over that part of herself that had to make a big, obvious stamp on the world, she would find herself getting closer with Xavier. There was a reason that his mother and godmother had been close with her grandmama before their early demises. They were similar enough that they related to one another but not so much that she felt like she was staring another version of herself in her face.

She was jerked from her thoughts when she heard the door slam open. She couldn’t focus on her reading as much as she had before now that she actually cared for people, which was a thought that was sweet enough to make her feel physically ill. Wednesday quickly soothed it by reminding herself that she was just making sure that no one else got the chance to murder her beloveds before she had the chance to bathe in their blood and hold their viscera in her hands.

“Enid! I thought that the last time I woke you up in the night was enough to make you stop disturbing me while I study, do I really have to escalate to-” she paused when she finally turned around and saw that it was not her roommate, but instead the boyfriend that she had just been thinking of. “Xavier.”

“Wednesday,” he replied.

He had been absent from all of her classes and her life since they had come back to school a few weeks ago. They had briefly seen each other over the summer but she knew that he enjoyed the pain that came with heartache more than he liked being around her, which gave her the space and distance that she needed. She had been able to keep track of him through the phone that he had provided her years ago so she knew that he had come back to their academy even if he was avoiding her.

She stood from her chair and walked over to him as he closed the door behind her. She folded her arms over her chest and looked him over with the expression of someone that was chiding a particularly bad puppy. “Where have you been?”

“Around,” he replied cryptically. He pushed past her as he walked over to her bed, which meant that something complicated was going on. She had known him for long enough to know that something was wrong with him outside of his usual endearing theatrics.

When he sat down, she turned on her heel and assessed him properly. She noticed that his skin was slightly more sallow and green tinted than it had been the last time that she saw him. His eyes were shadowed by large, dark bags like when he had a period of nonstop night terrors and visions back when they were Juniors yet somehow more intense. Despite the fact that he looked rather sickly, his cheeks and jawline had filled out so that there was more roundness in his features. She also noticed the way that he was hunching his shoulders forward despite the obvious lump of his chest being pushed down with the binder that he almost always wore.

She wanted to pry into him further so that she could figure out what was going on, but she had learned that Xavier had to wallow in his own thoughts for a certain amount of time before he could actually tell her what was on his mind. If she pried before he had that time, then it would result in them getting in a rather annoying quarrel.

So instead of prying into his mind with eager fingers, she grabbed the chair from her desk and moved it so that she was pointed towards him. Wednesday gracefully sat down and folded her hands in her lap while she stared dead-ahead at her boyfriend.

Just as she had suspected, he stayed quiet for six and a half minutes before he gave a small sigh and said, “I’m pregnant.”

“That’s impossible,” Wednesday immediately replied. Logically, it was not entirely impossible and they both knew that. Despite his constant attempts at trying to find a doctor or mad scientist at their school that would be willing to perform one, Xavier had not had a hysterectomy- full or partial. Wednesday had no interest in getting part of her removed for someone to grab and do whatever they pleased with it, so she also had a fully functional set of genitals. The reason that it was highly improbable was because they were both taking the hormones that the school’s chemist, a boy named Casper that was also transgender, had given to them as part of his control group. It should have killed all of their fertility and made it impossible for him to have a viable womb and her to have any sperm in her ejaculate.

“Do you really think that this is something that I would joke about?” he asked as a scowl formed over his features.

“You’re always one for theatrics, perhaps this is something that you misinterpreted in a dream and decided it was true before you really figured out what it was trying to tell you,” as the words came out of her mouth she could almost taste how phony they were. She was making excuses because the idea of it being true meant that they were in for a headache she didn’t want to deal with. Wednesday had just gotten to the point where she was writing the second novel in her series and she was rather looking forward to the next crime or mystery that she could sink her teeth into. Dealing with an unwanted pregnancy or baby wasn’t something she wanted to handle at the moment.

Xavier stood up from the bed and unbuttoned the blazer that she hadn’t even noticed were stretched across his body. He shrugged it off onto her bed and then did the same to his shirt. When he was left in nothing but his binder and tanktop, the only place that her eyes could move was down to the gentle swell of her abdomen.

“How pregnant are you, Xavier?” Wednesday asked while refusing to look away from the bump where the bundle of cells was hidden inside of him.

“When was the last time that we had sex, Wednesday?” he replied as he sat heavily back down on her bed. She wondered if he was enjoying the troubling symptoms that came with pregnancy. She knew that her mother had enjoyed the end stages when she was so uncomfortable that she could barely sleep. Xavier probably liked the sickly look that his skin had taken, the nausea that was no doubt plaguing him, the heartburn that he got when he ate certain foods, and the pain that came with the dysphoria of the pregnancy.

She snapped herself out of her thoughts when she remembered that she actually had to answer him, “We last copulated on the day before we had to go home for the summer. You wouldn’t let me even touch you when you came to visit me in June.”

“I already knew I was pregnant then and I didn’t want you to know,” he explained as he ran a shaking hand through his hair.

Wednesday’s attention had drifted back down to his bump but as soon as he finished, she snapped up to meet his gaze, “You didn’t really have food poisoning, did you?”

“No, I had food poisoning,” he reassured her. “But I also had morning sickness. I was just able to hide one better than the other because you sleep like the dead.”

“I’ll have you know that when someone is trying to kill me I wake up very quickly,” she pursed her lips bitterly.

Xavier let out a huffing laugh, which made her feel a bit better. She wanted him to be unable to wallow in the emotions that he loved filling his mind with. If she had to be upset about something in their life then she wanted him to be just as uncomfortable as she was. “I wasn’t trying to wake you up so you didn’t. I think your mom probably figured it out.”

“That would explain the way that she acted before I went back to school,” Wednesday clicked her tongue. She had assumed that it was something she would riddle out later or just her mother being strange again. She had never been able to totally understand her family even if she was closer to them than other people her age were with their parents.

Silence settled over them again as the thinking look crossed over Xavier’s face. Wednesday stood from her chair and sat down beside him as he thought about what he was going to say next. This time it took exactly nine minutes and forty seven seconds, which meant that the second detail he was going to share was much more intense than the first.

“My dad won’t let me have an abortion,” he sighed. He carded a hand through his hair again and she noticed that the tips of his fingers were stained with red ink. She wanted him to paint with her blood so that it would dry under his nails the same way that the pigment had.

“Then fake some medical mystery and have Casper remove your uterus. You know that he wants to so that he can have experience when he does it on himself,” she replied pragmatically.

Xavier’s face twisted up into a look of pain that she hadn’t recognized before. He buried his face in his hands and she could almost see him crying by the shaking of his shoulders. He turned towards her suddenly and his dark brown eyes were so intense that she felt like she had fallen into one of those Alaskan mud pits, drowning with no water.

“When I first found out that I was pregnant I wanted to have an abortion right away. This process isn’t something I ever wanted to go through because it validates the stupid way that my body was born. I asked my dad to have an abortion and he said that he wanted me to reap what I sowed because he’s an ass,” he explained.

Despite her thoughts towards her partners borderline annoying dramatics, she could actually agree with that. Vincent Thorpe was one of the cruelest people that she had ever met. He gave people false hope because it got him more money and enjoyed torturing his son out of hate towards him instead of mutual enjoyment and love like her parents did for her. She hated the man almost as much as Xavier did, especially after meeting him the summer after her first year at Nevermore. Still, something wasn’t quite adding up. “So why can’t you get one now?” she asked, raising a brow at her boyfriend.

Xavier almost never touched her without previously given consent, only reaching out towards her when she was having a vision or when he desperately needed something and was too deep in his anguish to properly use his words. She didn’t feel the buzzing in the back of her skull that let her know she was about to see something, so she knew that it had to be the latter. One of his calloused hands wrapped around her wrist and then her palm was pressed to the swell of his belly, lower than his naval but above the folds that she would prefer to have her fingers buried in.

“Because of this, I can’t kill it anymore because I’ve become attached, Wednesday,” he explained. 

She was about to say something snide and crude about sentimentality, but then she felt what he had mentioned. It was as gentle as the fluttering of a bird’s wings against the tips of her fingers and yet still as stark as an electric shock. She felt her breath come out through her mouth in a low pant while her brain reeled to process the fact that she could feel her spawn moving within the man she had placed it into.

Something strange overcame her then. She had never had any maternal, or paternal for that matter, instincts and yet when she saw that a piece of her had taken root inside of her boyfriend she felt like a feral alleycat hissing at the man that had come to take her kittens. It was almost like a spell had been cast between the two of them and their mixed genetics growing inside of Xavier’s womb was the poltice that contained it. She felt incredibly warm and the back of her mind was buzzing with the urge to have a vision.

She was going to fight it off until after their conversation was over because she couldn’t handle the idea of her boyfriend just wallowing in his own pity when she had to tell him how feral she was feeling over this.

“This is our child,” she was pressing her hand to his stomach of her own volition now. “I put this in here.”

“Yes, that is kind of how it works,” he replied sarcastically while his dark eyes flicked into a roll.

She stopped him from saying anything else by pressing their lips together in a dramatic kiss. Her heart was thrumming up in her ears and her blood was boiling in her veins. She didn’t want to have to go through the ordeal of motherhood the same way that her mother had, she didn’t want to be her parents, but the idea of another creature that was half her that she could torture and experiment on made her nearly lose her mind.

The energy thrumming through her body was enough to get her to tip Xavier over properly. She kept their mouths glued together in a kiss that was growing even more passionate with every breath that they took in around nips of teeth and the dance of tongues. “Wednesday,” he mewled when her knee moved in between his legs.

“I’m going to ravish you for the gift that you’ve given me, Xavier Thorpe,” she informed him. She knew that he preferred it when it felt like he was given no choice in his life because it allowed his mind to drift down to that dark place that his muse lived in. It was the reason that the two of them meshed together as well as they did. 

“It’s not a gift, it’s a curse,” he snarled instead of just melting into the adoring ministrations that she was giving him like he always had before.

Wednesday scowled slightly as she pulled away from him. They pulled themselves up so that they were once again upright on the bed and staring at each other. “Xavier, what are you on about? This is good.”

“How is this good?! We’re both teenagers, we haven’t graduated, you wanted to go to college. This is fucking awful,” he growled as he tugged at his hair with one of her hands.

“Don’t damage my property before I’ve had the chance to do what I like with it,” Wednesday snapped and batted away his hand with her own. “My parents will be fine to raise the child while we’re working and we can live with them. This is something that we may not get again and it’s a good chance to prove that we’re different than them. I thought that you would be interested in something like this, it gives you the tragic backstory that you so desperately wanted.”

His eyes shifted as his thoughts did too. She knew that he was contemplating the information that she had just given him, which was something that happened often. His Romantic mindset meant that he was often lost in a specific thought and wouldn’t be able to find his way out of it until she reasoned practically with him. Xavier let out a shaky breath as he said, “I don’t want the baby if I can’t also have you.”

She rolled her eyes and kissed him again, “Haven’t you been listening? I want you and the baby. I can prove to my parents that we can do this differently. I can develop a child from the moment that their born.”

“I would like to do things differently than my father did,” Xavier smiled softly. “I’m not sure that I would be able to survive giving my baby away either, which is so terribly cliche.”

Wednesday huffed and tossed on of her braids over her shoulder. “I would never let you go because of that, I would sooner murder you and then myself.”

He grasped the front of her shirt and then pulled her down so that they were a hair’s breadth apart and then asked, “Promise?”

[moonlightchild77]

Revenge Tickle Torture (Wednesday Fanfiction)

A story about Wednesday and her friends getting revenge on they’re boyfriends for tickling them the other night and Thing has a plan, enjoy 😉

“Wednesday and her friends were gathered that night in the nightshade library thinking of a plan to get back at the boys for tickling them last weekend and they needed Thing’s help. “Thing do you have the rope and cuffs?” Wednesday asked he gave her a thumbs up telling her that he was prepared, “Good now Enid, Yoko and Bianca get the sleep potion” Wednesday ordered “On it Wednesday!” Enid said then the girls ran upstairs to gather the supplies. “Eleven, you’re coming with me and Thing to Crackstone’s Crypt to assist me in capturing the boys come on let’s go” Alrighty! Eleven agreed then they took a boat as they rowed all the way there.”

“Once they arrived Wednesday got her phone calling Enid to help the girls finish the plan, “I need you guys to knock on Xavier’s door and leave the letter that Thing wrote and make sure he gets it and that you don’t get caught, is that clear?” Yes Wednesday “Good, now hurry” then she hung up. Enid knocked on the door “Come on you guys” she whispered as the girls ran and hurried downstairs before they got caught. Xavier opened the door picking up the note and reading it.”

“Come down to the nightshade library and bring Kent, Rowan, Tyler, and Ajax as well.”

-Thing

“Once the boys made it there they looked down on the floor seeing what they thought were drinks. “What is this dude?” Ajax said “Looks like the girls left us some refreshing drinks come on you guys let’s go ahead and drink them” You guys I’m feeling sleepy Tyler said “Me too” Rowan said. Once the boys drank the potion they fell to the ground knocked out and fast asleep. Enid, Bianca and Yoko carried the boys upstairs and onto the boat and they were on their way to Crackstone’s Crypt to get back at them.”

“Once everyone made it there Wednesday and her friends started cuffing the boys to the wall of the crypt then tied them up in the rope. “Wake up boys” Bianca said then snapped her fingers waking them up. “Huh? Where are we?” Ajax asked, “Don’t play dumb you know where we are, at Crackstone’s Crypt and we are here to get revenge on you guys for tickling us last weekend” Wednesday explained smiling deviously. “What are you talking about?” Xavier asked “Oh please don’t act like you don’t know what’s up Xavier because you very well do know” Enid said. “Wow babe you’re looking really beautiful and hot in that red dress sweetheart I’m so sorry honey” Rowan told his girlfriend Eleven “Flattery will get you nowhere baby and it certainly won’t get you out of trouble and it’s certainly too late for apologies” Eleven told him then leaned in sitting in his lap to kiss him. “You girls are looking fine tonight in those dresses” Tyler said “Yeah I agree” Ajax said.”

“Now is not the time for flirting it’s revenge time” Wednesday said then she went for Xavier Thing assisted her by pulling his shirt up then Wednesday started tickling his ribs “No! Stop it baby! I swear I’m sorry I won’t tickle you anymore” Xavier said dying of laughter. “Let me kiss that cute bellybutton honey” Eleven said pulling up Rowan’s shirt then tickled his bellybutton then blew a raspberry on it “stop it darling! that tickles” Rowan said then she removed his socks and shoes then tickled his feet “stop it! stop it! honey! You’re killing me!” Rowan said breaking out in laughter. Eleven then pulled Rowan’s shirt up using her telekinesis then violently started tickling his stomach “No El stop!” He said laughing.”

“Honey, I always thought your blue siren eyes were so beautiful” Kent I’m afraid flirting won’t get you out of this one Bianca said smiling then started tickling his neck “Stop it baby!” He said laughing “Nope” Bianca said giggling and continued tickling him. She then tickled his hips and he was laughing hard. “Yoko? You know I’m sorry, how about we get revenge on each other another way how about you suck the blood out of my neck yeah?” Sorry Tyler you know I would but I’m afraid I can’t do that this time Yoko told him then started lightly tickling his chest with her sharp fingernails. “Stop it sweetheart!” Tyler said laughing. “Since you asked then sure I will suck the blood from you but this time it’s going to be from your chest” Yoko said pulling Tyler’s shirt up biting into it and sucking his blood” No! That tickles! Quit it! He said laughing and in tears.”

“Eleven then tickled Rowan’s foot with her long fingernails then kissed it, “Stop it baby you’re gonna make me pee my pants!” Rowan said laughing, “Me too that makes two of us! Wednesday stop!” Xavier said laughing. Both girls continued tickling they’re boyfriends and that’s when it happened they wet they’re pants as pee flowed down they’re pants. “Oh my god!” Enid said laughing. “Shut up! It’s not funny!” Xavier said blushing“No I believe it really IS funny” Enid told him. then Wednesday, Bianca, Yoko, and Eleven started laughing as well causing both boys to blush. “If it makes you feel any better I peed my pants a little too” Tyler said “So did I” Kent told everyone “Me too” Ajax said. The boys promised to stop tickling they’re girlfriends from now on and they learned they’re lesson and sometimes it can be a wet messy one.”

The End

Thanks for reading hope you enjoyed this fanfic

-Alexandra 😘

[wednesdayyyss]

Another chapter! I struggled with this chapter more than any so far. I'm glad it's finally written.

[theravenandtheartist]

You are all invited to the wedding of Mister Thorpe and Miss Addams! My fic, “A case of unrestricted humanity” is almost ready to be published (hopefully during the weekend) and I hope you’ll join me! 🖤