#wednesday tv show x reader

[yanpotatowriter]

Can you do any pairings of Soft!Yandere x Reader where they are taking care of them s ( like hand- feeding them, pulling blanket over them idk , enough sleep or anything really)

“C’mon you know you need to rest up” Tyler's soft voice came from beside you while you were making some homework with a killer headache and tears of frustration were starting to well up in your eyes, but you refused to let them shed as you really needed to get this assignment done.     Not wanting your voice to crack you decided to just not speak at all, only shaking your head at Tyler's comment, you appreciated that he was trying to look out for you but now was not the time. And Tyler being Tyler decided that instead of letting you nearly cry over homework, he will just pick you up from your chair and throw you on your bed and well when you hit the bed you really did not have the energy to protest about your homework other than a groan. “Just rest for a bit, we both know that you will get nothing done like this” He said with a small smug like smile on his face while tucking you in your bed, making sure that you are comfortable before letting out a chuckle when you went out like a light.    “You really need to take care of yourself before I decide to do that for you” He said to your unconscious body before he decided to clean your room up for a little bit, he knew where you kept all your stuff, and he placed everything neatly back where it belonged. 

After he did that, he decided to have a light snack and some water ready for when you woke up again.   He liked doing little things to show that he cares about you for when his words fail him, and he always has been more about actions than words as words are easier to say while things are harder to do. He took a look at your assignment and decided to grab a loose paper and pen so that he would not write in your notebook (he doesn’t know how you would react to that, so he decided it would be better not to do so) and made some small grammar corrections along with suggestions and extra information for you so that you won’t have to overwork yourself trying to catch up to the time you missed working on it because you were asleep. After all he wants you to relax, not to wake up even more stressed because he convinced you (more like gently manhandled without protest) to go to sleep for a little bit because you needed it in order to think more clearly and as to not end up sick from overworking (even if he would take care of you when you're sick, he won’t leave you to take care of yourself when you can’t even think straight or move your body the way you want to).

[pandorascripts]

heyyy :) can i request wednesday x reader where she sneaks into wednesdays room to sleepover and enid was sleeping in yokos room for the night and forgot smth and went back to their dorm and walks in on them making out?

fugly slut

summary: enid catches her OTP (who said they weren’t together) snogging. she’s pissed and had Mean Girls on her mind.

warnings: making out, wee bit spicy, swearing

paring: wednesday addams x reader

note: written quickly, proof read a bit, not sure if there’s any mistakes :^

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You watch as Enid’s retreating form bounces merrily off the walls. Wednesday had told you to come over tonight, it’d be safe seeing as her roommate was crashing with a friend. Most people would’ve told you that it’s a bad thing to go into a relationship and hiding it, but seeing as you and Wednesday are academic rivals, the two of you don’t want the school knowing. 

You tap on the door four times, letting Wednesday know it was safe, and a second later you’re dragged through. A rough yelp is muffled as Wednesday presses her lips against yours, her left hand fumbling to lock the door.

You hold her head with both hands, pressing her back into yourself. With the door now locked, Wednesday grabs your hips, hiking your shirt upwards. She doesn’t take it off, much to your dismay, instead she pushes you around and against a wall. 

“No one likes a tease, Wednesday,” you whisper, donning an uncontrollable smirk.

“You’ll get what you want in due time, no need to be greedy.”

You chuckle, although it doesn’t last long. With Wednesday’s lips now on your neck your laugh dies out, a shaky sigh taking place. Featherlight lips make their way down, pressing into the small portion of your shoulder that was exposed. 

Wednesday’s hands grab your shirt, lifting it up and off, before quickly attaching her lips to yours again. Your hands grab Wednesday’s jacket, wanting it off as well, but then the worst thing you could imagine happens. 

The door opens. 

Enid liked to say she loved people. She loved how no matter how moody or damaged they were, there was always an innocent soul underneath. No one was truly evil, no one truly wanted to hurt others, they had unfortunate incidents in their lives in which cause them to act accordingly. 

But as Enid walked into her dorm, after forgetting a blanket, and saw her two best friends, who had both assured Enid they despised each other, making out, she realized people were liars. They were crude, and pests, and no one deserved to be on this Earth. Liars suck, and a thought crossed her mind. That thought happened to be a line from Mean Girls.

“You are the nastiest skank bitch I’ve ever met!” she shouts, stomping over. “You two told me you weren’t screwing!”

Wednesday takes off her jacket, handing to you so you were at least decent for this conversation. 

“Enid —“

“No! I’ve been trying for months to get you two together, and you don’t even tell me when it happens? What am I, chopped liver?”

“We’re trying to keep it on the down low, Enid,” you speak up, looking charmingly disheveled.

Enid’s eyes flicker away from Wednesday’s settling on yours. “You told me you’d rather die than get with Wednesday.”

You shrug. “I’d rather die than do anything, really.”

“Not helping!” Wednesday whisper shouts, looking over to you. In a much more hushed tone, she says, “You look very attractive in my clothing. Look through my closet later.”

An angry grunt from Enid cuts off your reply, your smirk dropping as you stare at your socks. 

“I hate the both of you.”

“Enid, I’ll buy you that Squishmallow you’ve been begging for if you go back to Yoko’s.” Wednesday turns to you, out of sight from Enid, and winks. 

“Really?! OH-EM-GEE!” she squeals, rushing up to Wednesday as she hugs her. “I love you. Alls forgiven, be gay do crime!” 

With that, Enid leaves the room, waking all of Ophelia Hall with her screams.

You lean back against the wall, sighing. 

“Well.” You pout, night spoiled and one more person knowing your secret. 

Wednesday walks up to you, the devilish smile you love so much and the mischievous glint in her eyes back again.

“Well, the dog has left, and we’ve got this huge dorm to ourselves…”

Wednesday’s hand brushes against your arm as she rests it on your bicep. Her other hand holds your waist. 

“And you look so incredible in my clothes.”

You smile, leaning down into her face. Neither of you say anything, sharing hot breaths and mischievous smiles. With your lips practically against hers, you know damn well what she’s thinking. 

[zvdvdlvr]

Can you make something for Wednesday about Her crying and running into r dorm?

⎯ ❝ jellies ❞ | wednesday addams

☆ - synopsis :: Wednesday wasn't used to emotions other than anger, so when there was an odd sensation in her throat and eyes she goes to the one person who could get her sane again.

☆ - warnings :: crying, female reader, ooc wednesday?, sadness, character death (a fictional character kicks the bucket in a double fictional book), aquarium date >:p

☆ - playlist :: track one ,, track two ,, track three ,, track four ,, track five

☆ - notes :: i want to go to the aquarium with her and let her tell me morbid facts about the sea 😝🫂 MALE READER VERSION HERE! (currently in progress!)

☆ - ver. :: female! reader. [MALE READER VERSION HERE! (currently in progress!)]

Wednesday sat back in her seat, letting the hard wood dig into her spine. Tiny needles pricked behind her eyes in a particularly painful way while Wednesday struggled to process the words she just read. The raven haired girl felt her stomach seize in body- a sensation that normally felt thrilling but now made her feel overwhelmed in a bad way.

She kept reading. Wednesday's already cold body grew even colder. She gnawed onher lip and couldn't tell why her vision was blurring- unless she was unaware that she was stabbed and was curently suffering from a bad case of exsanguination.

Despite her discomfort in reading on, Wednesday finished the last few paragraphs of the chapter and started to her girlfriend's dorm.

Flinging the door open, Wednesday stood in the doorway of y/n's dorm. Octavia, y/n's dormmate, was out. y/n was on her bed, doodling in her sketchbook while listening to music at a quiet volume. After a few seconds, y/n looked upto see her visitor. y/n raised a brow at Wednesday's expression.

"You look like you were force fed an orange and then got sentanced to the electric chair," y/n blurted. Her eyes widened at her own words and a part of Wednesday wanted to smirk at her girlfriend's statement.

"I would much rather prefer the electric chair than this... Hell," Wednesday spat as she made her way over to where y/n sat. Shoving the bookmarked book into y/n's hands, the eldest Addams child waited until y/n read what happened with her body frozen. "I hate this. My eyes- my eyes feel odd. Like there is somethi- like I got pepper sprayed. I feel..."

y/n eyed Wednesday. "You feel sad?"

Wednesday shuddered. "Yes," she mumbled.

The two sat in silence. Wednesday relaxed slightly, leaning over slowly until her shoulder touched y/n's. She hd her breath and waited for a reaction- exhaling when y/n rested her head on Wednesday's. "I have an idea. It might help to take your mind off of your book, y'know, until you're ready to start again," y/n spoke up finally.

Wednesday

sighed and opened her eyes. "Only if it involves a handful of screaming victims and a knife," she answered half-heartedly.

y/n detached herself from Wednesday and grabbed keys, her wallet, and took a drink of water from one of her water bottles before moving toward the door. "Even better! Let's go, 'Day."

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"Are you allowed to do this?" Wednesday asked with a raised eyebrow as y/n drove down the road, away from the school.

Switching on the radio and her phone, y/n shrugged. "I have my license and a car- pull up the playlist labeled 'late night drives with pookie'- and Weems didn't say I couldn't… It's not like you'd care if we snuck out anyway," y/n smirked, eying Wednesday as she rolled her eyes and pulled up the playlist y/n wanted.

After handing y/n back her phone, Wednesday looked out the window as 'Les' by Childish Gambino filtered through the air. In all honesty, y/n was right: Wednesday didn't care if they got in trouble. It's not like they'd get kicked out for going… well, Wednesday didn't know where they were going but probably nowhere that would get the pair expelled.

"Where are we going?"

y/n smiled at Wednesday's tiny hand unconsciously reaching for y/n's. "An aquarium."

"There aren't any aquariu- oh." They were going out out. Like, out of county probably.

"Do you not want to go?"

No, I want to go. "I couldn't care any less," Wednesday stated, still looking out the window. She didn't see y/n's impish grin as she drove.

About ten minutes into their drive, the lowly rumble of thunder accompanied Lana del Rey's 'Ride'. Night fell slowly, revealing the fading reds and oranges. Wednesday switched between looking at the sky through the window and looking at y/n. y/n had one hand on the wheel and another resting on the centre console.

The drive in total was about an hour and Wednesday would never admit it but she was dozing off. Anyway, y/n got out and pulled a couple twenties from her wallet and put them in her pocket. "Come on, love," she said to Wednesday.

It was still raining a little bit, but the pair didn't mind. As she approached the building, Wednesday observed the stained glass above the entrance. She liked the deep blues and emerald greens and the design. Wednesday just liked stained glass in general.

"Are you looking for any species in particular, Day?" y/n asked happily after paying for both of them.

Wednesday made a mental note to pay y/n back. Yes. "No," she answered shortly.

"Okay," y/n responded in the same tone as before.

The pair passed multiple boring things that neither Wednesday nor y/n payed attention to. Eventually, they both started seeing cooler things. The main three attractions, though, where the piranhas, otters, and jellyfish

They both split apart but made sure to keep within a 10 foot radius of each other. Wednesday wandered to see the piranhas while y/n asked where they were availiable for purchase. After the piranhas, y/n made a point to go see the otters.

Three otters were in the water. Two mostly kept to themselves but the third and smallest otter was proudly showing off. The little guy swam really close to y/n, making her smile brightly at the creatures in front of her.

After prying y/n away from the otter section, the couple found themselves at a door. The door let them down a hall filled with tanks of different species of jellyfish. Wednesday opened the door and they both stepped in.

"Damn," y/n whispered. Because of the late time, there weren't many people at the aquarium, so there wasn't anyone in the jellyfish area.

The lights were so dim you cod probably say they weren't even on. There were small colored lights in the tanks that matched the color that was used to illuminate the words written in the plaque near the tanks that talks about the jelly.

Wednesday awkwardly grasped y/n's hand and they started looking at the jellyfish. Sea nettles, small compass jellies and one tiny immortal jellyfish all pulsed around the water, reflecting the wonder on y/n's features- something Wednesday didn't see much of.

"I love jellyfish, Wednesday Addams," y/n murmured, watching the boneless creatures with soft eyes.

Wednesday didn't know it but she looked at y/n the same way she looked at the jellies. "I am observant enough to know that on my own," she replied quietly. "Jellyfish kill eight times as many people per year than sharks."

"I bet."

A comfortable quiet fell over the two as they kept walking. Wednesday didn't really remember much- she was too busy watching y/n. Wednesday hadn't seen y/n like this ever. It was nice, actually, to see her enjoyment. Maybe she wanted an excuse to leave the school and used Wednesday's… emotions as said excuse. In any case, Wednesday was having a pleasantly calm time.

"Moon jellies," y/n whispered to herself. She unthreaded her fingers from Wednesday's and walked over to the open tank that sat just near the exit. The lighting had gotten brighter, revealing a sign that said 'MOON JELLYFISH- SAFE TO TOUCH! DO NOT REMOVE FROM WATER OR TRY TO CONSUME'. A smaller sign was taped to the previous saying that the attendant will be back shortly.

"Are you going to touch one?" y/n asked, rolling up her sleeves. "They're considered safe to touch because the moon jellyfish's sting isn't powerful enough to penetrate human skin. Just… in case you didn't know," y/n explained.

"I know. I do not want to touch the Aurelia aurita," she answered.

She watch y/n dip her hand into the cold water and let her fingers brush the bell of one of the medium sized jellies. y/n let out a breathless laugh, running a knuckle over another bell of a small jellyfish. "So tiny," she mumbled, twirling her finger around the water above a jellyfish barely even six inches.

"Move," Wednesday said, rolling up her sweater sleeve. She mirrored y/n's actions, petting the jellyfish's bell. Despite the frigid water, Wednesday felt a warmth form in her lower belly that spread up her sternum and down her arms and into her head. She felt the warmth travel down her legs and settle into her toes as she basked in the presence of her beautiful girlfriend.

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"Did that… take your mind off of your book, love?" y/n asked when they slid into a booth of a lone Steak 'n Shake.

"Yes. It did. Th-I appreciate it. Thank you, y/n." Wednesday's stutter made y/n chuckle.

"Of course, darling."

[watchyourbuck]

Wip Wednesday | A.R.C.A.N.E.3

(snippet from upcoming chapter 4)

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Eddie woke up to water being thrown on his face. He gasped for air and spat out what had gone inside his mouth, then opened his eyes, moving frantically, but he couldn’t see. Blindfolded.

“Stay put, Voider,” ordered a man in a rough voice.

Eddie’s senses were heightened. He struggled against the restrains on his hands and feet, but the knots were tight. Camp of Voiders, he thought.

The man moved around the room, his steps resonating against the walls. This couldn’t be on the surface. He was underground. Somewhere underground.

Buck.

“Where is he?” Eddie asked, trying to force his wrists apart. “Where is he!”

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[herlondonboy]

Hidden

Pairings: Wednesday Addams x gn!telekinetic reader

Summary: sometimes hidden things shine the brightest

Warnings: blood, Xavier, R just wants to murder somebody, nothing really happens, i wrote this during Chemistry an hour ago, it’s been a while since I’ve written anything.

Word Count: 0.7k

Most people agree that if you have to hide a relationship, you shouldn’t be in it. You thought you’d agree too, but something about hiding was just so appealing to you. Maybe it was the challenge that you like - forcing yourself to keep your hands off of her when around others, sneaking around, lying.

‘thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbour’

Then why was it so fun? Why was wait so painful and yet beautiful?

The longer the wait, the sweeter the kiss, you told yourself. The longer you spent away, the better the nights together were. You lived for them. And quite frankly, you weren’t sure if you wanted more than what you had right now. This was enough: wanting, waiting, getting.

The way her cold, slender fingers twitched against your neck when you kissed her. How she would pretend to not want to kiss you, when she wanted it more than you did. Her cocky smirk whenever you’d come pleading to her.

For some unknown reason, you loved being hidden. You adorned your illicit love affair. It was Wednesday’s idea, keeping it hidden. At first you wanted to scream it from the rooftops, ‘I’m in love with Wednesday Addams!’ But then it wouldn’t be just yours.

This love, if that’s what you could call it anymore, was just yours and you wanted to keep it that way. Wednesday was just yours. And vice versa, of course.

But then there was a problem that came with the secrets.

The wanton from outside parties.

Fucking Tyler and Xavier. You hated them.

How were those brainless beings supposed to shower her in the love that she deserved? They could barely keep themselves together, you saw it. How Tyler would falter whenever you and Wednesday walked into the Weathervane, and how Xavier would show off his powers in the middle of your botany lessons in an attempt to impress her.

“Stop it.” Her voice was harsh, making you pull your glare away from Tyler. It didn’t help that he had kept on coming over to your table to refill Wednesday’s quad over ice. He didn’t even spare a glance at you, Wednesday’s tutee.

Then, much to your look, Xavier walked in.

He waltzed right over like he owned the place, putting his hands onto your shoulders like a condescending parent, “y/n, do you mind if I speak to Wednesday for a second?”

Your jaw clenched and your eyes twitched, “Thorpe, if you don’t remove your hands, you won’t have them anymore,” You would’ve kept to your threat if it wasn’t for Wednesday’s look.

Xavier’s hands were forced up against his will and he punched himself twice, making you smile at Wednesday, who rolled her eyes.

“Xavier, I’m tutoring y/n, you imbecile, I’m busy,” She didn’t bother to motion to the worksheets or notebooks, anyone with eyes could see them.

You thought of the faceless students, and how much more bearable Xavier would be if he was one of them. The school wouldn’t have to hear his incessant ranting of how much he hated his father.

Teenage angst sucks.

Xavier just held his now-bleeding nose with wide eyes, not processing Wednesday’s words, “You bi-“ His words were cut off when he no longer had the ability to open his mouth.

You turned around with a glare, “Do not mess with me, Thorpe. If I really wanted to, I could squeeze the breath out of your lungs,” Xavier began to breathe heavily through his nose in search of more oxygen, sputtering when a large amount of his blood started forming a sphere in front of his eyes, “Or drain you of every last drop of blood in your body.”

“Hey!” A barista yelled out, pointing a finger at you, “No powers.”

You smirked at Xavier, turning to face Wednesday and releasing your hold on him.

Wednesday didn’t look amused in the slightest, so your smirk dropped. But then you felt a tap and saw Thing hand you a piece of paper.

I’m yours, y/n.

It read in swooping, sloping, cursive letters. You looked up and met Wednesday’s stoic eyes with a crooked smile.

And though most would argue that Wednesday’s eyes eyes held no emotion, you would argue that they held all of them. Just because they were hidden, didn’t mean that they weren’t there.

Just because your relationship is hidden, doesn’t mean that it’s not there.

Your relationship was Sirius, hidden by the light pollution that was Nevermore’s ignorance.

You wore Wednesday’s love like an ostentatious piece of jewellery, but it was hidden beneath your shirt. The outline was there, begging people to look at it, but it didn’t shine, so no one cared for it.

But that didn’t matter because after all, Wednesday was just yours.

[lllivia]

But I wanted to go with you.

Wednesday Addams x fem!reader

Could be read as gn!reader too

Warnings: making out (?)

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I was making my way to Wednesday's dorm with a black dahlia flower in my hand, going over to apologize for ever ending our relationship and maybe if I got lucky she would agree to go to The Rave'N with me. We'd been very happy dating for about two months when she started to get very distant not even bothering to answer when I talked half of the time, her excuse was always that she was busy writing in her novel. So I couldn't take any more and broke it off with her, her reaction was honestly very unexpected, when I first pulled her over to tell her after fencing one evening her only response was "ok." Before she wandered off not looking too affected by it. But the next morning when you were leaving your room for class you almost stepped in a heart shaped box - that was obviously suggested by Enid filled with different kinds of chocolates with a note on top saying "I'm sorry my love. - W. A. ".

I was walking a little bit fast, being that is was almost curfew already. I was almost there when I overheard Xavier talking happily to Ajax about how Wednesday had asked him to the dance a few hours earlier by his art shed.

I stopped in my tracks, had I heard wrong? Did Wednesday really ask Xavier out of all people to the dance? I never even knew she liked him like that, I thought they were merely acquaintances who had a few classes together, and I could have sworn Wednesday was still interested in me.

I merely looked down at the beautiful flower I was planning on giving her before dropping it on the ground and stepping on it, then turning back and walking to my dorm again, feeling sad and a tiny bit betrayed. I just walked straight to my bed not even bothering to take off my shoes then falling asleep after crying of self pity a bit.

However what you didn't know that Wednesday really just had to ask Xavier to the dance to not be seen as suspicious to why she was in his art shed in the first place. So when you didn't show up after Thing said he saw you on the way there she almost went to look for you, but chose not to because she thought it would make her seem desperate.

The next few days I had been avoiding Wednesday like she was the plague, not wanting her to see how much the news about the ball affected me, always avoiding her glaring eyes from across the classroom and being the first to leave when the bell rang.

The only thing I needed now was to find another date to bring to the dance, well it wouldn't really be that difficult considering there was this girl I always caught blushing and making googly eyes at me.

After having to find out what her name was from Enid I tapped the gorgon girl named Aubrey on the shoulder while she was having lunch with her friends, she turned over to look for who it was and immediately a big smile appeared on her face, it looked like she had been waiting for me to talk to her for ages. "Would you consider going to The Rave'N with me Aubrey?" I said with a fake smile on my face "yes! Yes of course" she answered getting up from her seat and giving me a sloppy kiss on the cheek inwardly making me cringe. "okay well see you then!" I called over my shoulder walking away.

Shit I did not think that through.

Looking from the other side of the quad Wednesday was furiously glaring over at you talking to that girl Amanda or whatever her name was, she continued to glare even after you left, stabbing her food repeatedly with her fork really wishing it was your date, even tho she knew she really didn't have the right to be mad because you broke up and she was the one who asked Xavier first.

It was the night of the ball and I was actually a teeny bit excited, it was going to be fun to just dance and hang out with friends without having to worry about school work. I finished putting on my dress before walking over to look at myself in the mirror, smiling at the reflection. I had already texted Aubrey that I would meet her at her dorm so I walked over and knocked on the door, and it swung open the second I did, Aubrey standimg there with a smile in a gorgeous blue dress, but she was still nowhere near as pretty as for a certain short murderess girl. "Sha'll we? " I said putting my hand out for Aubrey to hold "yesss" she squealed grabbing onto my hand. We walked down to the hall, Aubrey talking for the most time while I only responded a few times before reaching our destination. It looked beautiful, most of the people wearing white to match the theme.

Wednesday had just entered the hall in a stunning black dress with Tyler after Thing had unexpectedly invited him after her and Xaviers fight. Her gaze flickering around trying to find you, finally spotting you dancing with your date. Her blood boiled, her want to rip Aubrey's head off was stronger now than ever.

Once I saw Wednesday joining Tyler to dance all I wished for was to go back to my dorm and cry, but that would make me seem weak, so instead I decided to continue dancing with Aubrey, flirting with her quite loudly hoping to get some kind of reaction from Wednesday.

After a while I actually started to enjoy Aubrey's company not thinking she wasn't that bad after all, I twirled her around just as I felt a few drops of liquid run down my forehead, I looked up curiously only to be met with a shower of supposedly blood. Everyone started to panic, bumping into and pushing each other to get out of there, people slipping on the floor and people screaming their heads off. I looked around rolling my eyes as I saw that Aubrey had run off with everyone else.

Wednesday saw this as a perfect opportunity and rushed forward pulling your hand and dragging you all the way to her dorm ignoring all the questions and protests you were throwing her way. She opened the door to her room just to slam you onto the other side of it again feverishly pulling your neck down to kiss you with such desperation you had never experienced before, her teeth biting onto your bottom lip making you moan accidentally. Your hands pulling her hips closer to as she continued traveling her lips down your neck ignoring the paint you were covered in. "You look so devine covered in this red paint cara mia, if only you knew how much I longed for you and missed you this last week, I apologize for getting so caught up in writing and forgetting about your beautiful soul... and if I ever see you with that other useless girl again I won't hesitate to cut her heart out" You only smiled at her rant before taking her hand, pulling her over to her bed where you both undressed and layed down getting comfortable, falling asleep in each other's arms happy that you were finally together again.

💗 Masterlist 💗

Not sure if I like this, might rewrite

[yourmidnightlover]

nevermore…

chapter 2: research

pairing: xavier thorpe x fem!reader

summary: you uncover things about yourself and where you got your powers from.

warnings: a bit of fluff, talking about/another panic attack kinda thing, xavier is a simp as usual, i think that’s it?

a/n: i’m so sorry, some of the tags for the list aren’t working! i’m also sorry that it took so long to get this out! i just want to make sure everything is as good as i want it to be. it’s not proofread very well, but i was able to skim it. anyway, if you want to be added to the taglist feel free to message me or comment on this post :)

chapter 1 here

your dad died when you were young. three, to be exact. at the ripe age of 31 your father took his own life. perhaps that’s what made your mother so temperamental, losing your father.

because you were so young when he passed, you never really learned to miss him. how do you miss someone you don’t remember? your mom boxed away all photos of him and doesn’t mention him very often at all. perhaps that was so you wouldn’t ask any questions, or maybe it was because she was angry with him leaving.

sometimes you wonder what he looked like, if you looked like him. maybe he would have loved you. but, if he loved you then why did he leave? he wouldn’t have.

to be honest, there was always the option of googling his name to see what would pop up. maybe he was some tortured genius. maybe he was an artist or at least someone who loved his child.

maybe you preferred the mystery.

you were used to being alone and not having someone. you weren’t used to someone trying to make you comfortable. you weren’t used to someone making you a priority. you weren’t used to someone being around. being there.

maybe the feeling was growing on you.

“how was your first day?” yoko asked as she seemed to be making her bed for the night. “sorry we didn’t get to spend much time together, i guess our schedules just don’t match up.”

“oh that’s alright,” you assured her as you finished unpacking your half of the room. “it was… good? i kept running into that xavier guy.”

“ahh,” she chuckled as she plopped down on her bed.

“what’s ‘ahh’ for?” you stopped hanging up your clothes to face her. “what’s that mean?”

“just means ‘ahh’,” she continued to laugh at your reaction. after hearing you sigh, she continued, “xavier thorpe doesn’t normally engage with people. ‘loner’ type, remember?”

“i remember,” you nodded, picking up another shirt and putting it on your hanger. “so… so when he insists on being my dance partner, what does that mean?”

she laughed heartily this time, “that means he probably has the hots for you.”

you remained quiet. it didn’t make much sense for him to want to get to know you even in the slightest. you didn’t know him and there was no doubt in your mind that there was nothing special enough about you to draw someone as hot of a commodity as xavier to want to be near you. of all people, it was you.

“yea, whatever,” you laughed with her, hoping she was merely joking about his possible interest in you. “i’m sure he has a few girls lining up at his door, being the tortured artist of nevermore and everything.”

“he used to date bianca, the ‘it’ girl,” she got comfortable in bed, shuffling underneath her blankets and pillows. “not anymore. other than that there really isn’t anyone that any of us know about.”

“what happened between them?” you asked as you finally closed your closet, getting your own bed ready for you to go to sleep.

she took a deep breath, “well, she’s a siren. and rumor has it that he couldn’t trust that his feelings for her were real. again, simply a rumor,” she shrugged as she began to hug one of her pillows.

“hmm,” you shut off the light and got in bed.

maybe tomorrow you would learn more about his need to know you. maybe you would somehow understand it. but, this wasn’t the point of coming to nevermore.

you couldn’t get off track so early. you needed to make your mom proud. you needed to go back home and live your life normally like you had before this entire mess. so you can leave magic and powers and abilities behind you.

“goodnight, yoko,” you said only loud enough to ensure she could hear you.

“goodnight, y/n.”

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the next morning you woke up feeling more rested than you expected. you were anticipating a sore body and tired eyes but you were only welcome with the dim light from outside peaking through your window.

“it’s saturday,” yoko informed you. “a few of us are going into jericho to get some fresh, not-nevermore-flavored air. i think you should come with us!”

“when are you guys leaving?” you rubbed the sleep from your eyes as you sat up in bed, clad in only your little nightgown.

“about an hour?” yoko had finished brushing out her hair before plopping down at her desk.

you stepped out of bed to stretch before you heard a knock at the door. yoko got up to answer it, you could only see her smile from the door covering whoever this person was.

“is she coming?” you heard the familiar voice ask in a rushed, trying to be hushed, manner. “is she even awake yet?”

“oh, she’s awake,” she stepped out of the way to let none other than xavier walk inside of your room.

you stood there, now crossing your arms as he simply smiled at you from the door. “good morning,” he seemed extremely happy.

“mhmm,” you went into your closet to grab some clothes and shut it, walking into the bathroom to change.

you heard their muffled talking from inside the bathroom.

“dude,” yoko’s voice rang out. “what the hell?” she was chuckling, her voice very lighthearted.

“what?” his voice rose an octave as he responded. “maybe i just wanna spend more time with her?”

“but why?”

“because…” you heard pacing.

“what about her is so intriguing to you?” she chuckled once more, this time humorlessly.

“you do know there are some things you don’t need to know, yoko,” his voice seemed cocky, joking in a manner.

once you came out, now fully clothed, xavier was now sitting on yoko’s bed as she continued to write, you didn't know what, on her desk. this would be your first outing in the town, and you were only hoping for it to not go terribly. avoiding all gazes and stares would be the goal of this little excursion, and you could only pray it would go as planned.

it wasn’t even a half hour later when you and a bunch of other students were boarding a shuttle bus to jericho. the drive was shorter than you expected, which made you feel better about the school’s surroundings. you were terrified of feeling as though you were isolated from the entirety of the outside world. 

“your first outing in jericho has to be perfect,” xavier insisted as he began to walk with you down the rather ordinary street. perhaps you expected something more… nevermore-y. “Which is why i think we should go to weathervane first, my treat, of course. they have pretty decent coffee there."

"oh, coffee," you groaned with excitement as you continued down the small streets. "where's everyone else going?" you pointed behind you where everyone else began walking.

he looked behind him as they began their tread towards the library, "ahh, doing some research at the library i guess."

"i should probably be doing some of that too, research," you clarified. since you were coming into the school already late, you had some work you had to catch up on. you had plants to research, potions to memorize and reading to do. "i'm a bit behind."

"i can help with that," he smiled as you turned to face him, a grin that didn't take up his face but merely told you he would enjoy the time. "i'm kinda top of the class, aside from bianca, of course.”

"hmm," you nodded. you were top if your class back in the normal high school, but things were clearly run differently around here. “i might need that help if i’m being honest.”

his eyes continued to look back at his friends who entered the library. you weren’t sure why he was so interested in the fact that they needed to do whatever research interested them, but he was. perhaps you should’ve been a bit more interested in his interest in their interests.

regardless, the coffee at the weathervane was delicious. xavier ordered what you had ordered, which was a simple vanilla macchiato, and claimed to like it as well. back home, you had truly enjoyed coffee of all sorts. you even had an espresso machine that you treated as careful as you would a child.

“do you know if there’s anyone that could help me?” you spoke bravely as he walked with you to the antique store. “like with the mind stuff?”

“telekinesis?” he offered the proper word for it.

“and i think telepathy too,” you added before glancing up at the tall man. “i can sometimes read minds. it’s just that i have no control over any of it. it scares my m-people. it scares people.”

he looked back down as your eyes began tracing the sidewalk, “my roommate has telekinesis. i can see if he knows much about it if you’d like?”

“has he always had it?” you were dying to know more. you mostly just wanted to know why your powers only started now, rather than when you were born. “his powers? mine started a few months ago for no reason and… i need some answers.”

“i think he was born with it,” he shrugged apologetically. “if you need help learning to control it, i might be able to help. my art, i can make it come to life. it took me a while to be able to control it, and sometimes it still gets out of hand, but i can definitely try to help.”

“why would you do that?” you stopped walking and tugged on his jacket, forcing him to stay with you. “why are you so adamant on-on helping me? you don’t even know me.”

“i could know-or i could get to know you,” his brows rose as if he was trying to convince you. “you could call it a hunch.”

“is that why it was so easy for you to help me the other day?” you knew your eyes held desperation for his answer. they were pleading. your mom always told you that your eyes held all of your emotion. “because you have good instincts?”

“yea,” he nodded as he let his eyes dart all over your face. “maybe that’s why.”

with a nod and a sigh, you grasped onto the fabric of his jacket to lead him back down the sidewalk, as if you knew where you were going. he grasped your hand to lead you to the inside of the sidewalk before continuing the walk to uriah’s heap.

“y’know,” he began as you searched the odd store. “you’ve barely decorated your room. how about we go to one of the good thrift stores here and revamp your room, pun intended.”

“revamp, haha,” you smiled as you looked at stuffed roadkill on a shelf. “i don’t have the money. i didn’t really expect to come here so soon and my mom hasn’t been able to-“

“i’ll pay,” he insisted as he gently grasped your shoulder. “i want to. my dad gives me this allowance type thing. i think it’s to subside his own guilt for never talking to me, but you might as well benefit from it.”

“i can’t,” you refused as you walked away and down a different isle.

“it’s really not a big deal!” he insisted with a smile as he followed you down the rows. “i have it but i don’t want it. please let me help you? i want this place to feel more comfortable for you.”

“i don’t want to get comfortable,” you rephrased as you slammed a trinket back down on its shelf. this place isn’t supposed to be home for you. you don’t need to ‘get comfortable’ because you should be leaving as soon as you can. as soon as it’s safe for you to be in public. “and i don’t want to be some charity case for you.”

“that’s not-“

“i want to leave now,” you promptly walked out of the shop and took a deep breath of the fresh air.

“hey,” his hand pressed gently against your back. “i didn’t mean to upset you. i just want you to know that we all want you here. i want you here. i want to help you.”

“i don’t want to be your charity case,” you argued back as you took another step forward so he would remove his hand.

“you aren’t, you aren’t,” he assured you as he rose his hands.

you felt your breath picking up, your heart began to rapidly beat. “xavier, it’s…” you breathed out. “it’s gonna happen. my head, it’s-“

“okay, remember what i said,” he took this moment to hold onto your hands. “breathe and focus on something, anything.”

“can i-look at me?” you breathed out. “or you look at me. i need to…” his hands went to your face now, cupping it gently. you held onto his arms.

“let’s get somewhere more private, yea?” you nodded as you looked into his eyes once more. he guided you to an alley right around the corner. “in, two, three, four…” he guided your breathing.

“i’m,” you sighed as your grasp on his arms tightened. “i’m okay. my head just… it hurts now.”

“let’s go, yea?” he nodded with you as he wrapped an arm around your waist. you rested your head on his shoulder as he led you to a shuttle bus.

“this is the second time i’ve nearly had a breakdown around you,” you sighed as he helped you off the shuttle. “that has got to be a record or something.”

“what do you say we try to work on controlling those powers if yours?” he paused before looking down at you with a smile.

“i um,” you paused while thinking. “i found an old shed that weems is letting me fix up. maybe we could practice there? i mean, we would need to fix it up a bit more as we go, but-“

“that sounds great,” he agreed as he let you lead the way. “so we have to fix it up, huh?”

“well, yea,” you said as if it were obvious. “i might even let you use it as an art studio, as long as i can still go there whenever i please,” you said smugly as you dragged on his coat sleeve once more. “i already have some pretty cool plans for the place! i mean i haven’t written anything down yet, but it’s all up here,” you used your free hand and tapped your temple.

“well, tell me what to do, and i’ll do it,” he didn’t even know what he was getting himself into.

“ahh, the perfect guy,” you sighed as you led him through the woods to the shed you had already cleared out.

once you opened the shed, a breath of relief flew through you. you sat on the concrete floor and insisted he sit beside you by patting the ground. he took your queue with a smirk, his long legs crossing underneath one another into a cross-cross applesauce position.

“lots of potential,” he nodded as he watched your face glow with creativity.

“i know,” you smiled for once. “i can’t wait to get to the good stuff in here. it’s gonna be great! i was thinking about stringing some lights along the trims up top,” your hands motioned to what you were talking about. “and maybe even mrs. thornhill would let us borrow some non-carnivorous plants to help decorate! and then some nice vines trailing along with the lights…” now both of your hands were motioning towards the ceiling. “and your art could decorate the whole place! and then a few chairs, or maybe even beanbags for the aesthetic, with a nice, antique table for your art supplies and then a few easels for your art! it’ll be wonderful.”

“have you done this before?” he chuckled at how eager you were. “you seem so excited about it all. it’s cute.”

“i used to help my mom restore things,” you nodded before simply picking at your own nails. “my grandmother used to do that with her, and her mom with her… you get the point.”

“that’s nice,” he grabbed one of your hands to stop your picking. “so you and your mom are close?”

“we… we were,” you let your fingers intertwine with his in a moment of weakness. “she’s a bit indifferent about my new abilities. i dunno why… but i never really knew my dad. he died when i was young. so it’s always just been me and her. now, it’s just me, i guess.”

“i’m sorry,” both his hands cradled your own. “i’m honored that you’re letting me help, though,” he was interrupted by his phone ringing. “i’ll be right back.”

he stepped outside for a few minutes to take the call. you simply waited for him with your head thrown back against the walls of the shed. you hadn’t told anyone about your dad. your mom barely even talked about him. you never knew why.

“sorry, that was yoko,” he entered the shed once more. “they’re all on there way back, and they have some information for you, about telekinesis.”

“is that what they were doing at the library?” he nodded. “what’d they find out?”

“i dunno yet, mystery,” he smiled. “but we’re about to find out,” he grasped your hand and helped you off the floor.

once leading you through the school and to a statue of edgar allen poe, he simply snapped twice. the statue moved to the side, revealing a spiral staircase leading to some sort of secret library. his hand remained in yours the entire way.

“hey!” yoko greeted with an eager wave. “so, we went searching for some things for you… regarding telekinesis. of course, we had to go to the library in jericho but that’s only because they have this secret-anyway we found some information!”

“okay,” you nodded as you got to the bottom of the staircase. “what is it?”

“well,” yoko began to explain. “there has only been one other person who became telekinetic throughout their life. turns out, it happens when the life around you most needs it.”

“who was this only other person?” you wondered out loud.

“his name was john y/l/n,” kent, a siren, informed you.

your face went blank. it can’t be. there’s no fucking way that your father had these powers. why was your mother so frightened of you if your father had the same gifts?

“that’s my…” you felt tears in your eyes.

“what is it?” xavier’s hand held onto your shoulder worriedly. “what’s wrong.”

“that’s my dad.”

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KENT FISHER x BLACK!VAMPIRE!READER FLUFF/LIGHT-SMUT

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"He finds her sex toys and proves that he is better" - @fezandashgirlfriend & ANONYMOUS

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OCEAN EYES - BILLIE EILISH

No fair You really know how to make me cry When you gimme those ocean eyes I'm scared I've never fallen from quite this high Fallin' into your ocean eyes Those ocean eyes

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SUMMARY; Seeking out of school with kent, as he'd found your little toys you been using behind his back but almost getting caught by the cops.., he rewards you for having a plan that works but also shows you he is way better than the no good shoes you got hanging around your room.

WARNING !

Kent is a little bratty, light sex, oral (female receiving), biting, breast-play, cum eating, pussy eating, face riding, body worship to the max, pet names such as babygirl, angel and sweet girl, kent is just mostly pleasing you, ..

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YOU AND YOUR BOYFRIEND HAD TO BE THE MOST GOOFIEST COUPLE AT NEVERMORE, not quite popular but noticeable, not toxic but sweet and full of love, not quite rough but going through it smoothly you know.

But that must had lend to you what you guys were going tonight, you guys were quite the troublemakers, well mainly Kent, you were the one always getting him out of trouble but once you guys were dating,

It was like a game of checkers against the rest of the school.

You would play a prank so good, and play it off as if Kent did it and everyone would believe he did, but do you both have that power, a siren and a vampire who can both control another.

You controlling with just eye contact, and him luring others with his pearly, ocean blue eyes and, hypnotic singing.

The relationship was full of trust, you both maybe control one or other at least once but made a promise to only do it when it is needed, such as one not talking to the other, or needing a confession, and wanting to know what's wrong.

But nothing to personal, Leading into the moment you were in right now, panting out a breath, you'd found Kent in your dorm waiting for you, and he'd seem pretty off a little but he didn't tell you anything,

That was until you told him to wait for you outside of the build as he asked you to come with him to get something, as he left you room you noticed the shoe box unearth your bed was half way open..

You try to ignore it as you quickly got dress, not putting on any panties as you believed you would make it up to him but boy, were you wrong.

You running down the street with Kent by you side.

As you turn the corner you'd came to a dead end which left you both with a groan, Kent was babbling trying to figure out what was next, you just stared at him and just let out a puff of your breath.

Now as you were both turned around, you'd seen the flicker of the torches and flashlights coming in closer and fear filled your veins at the thought of being caught.

You swallow hard and turn towards Kent, "Do you trust me?",,

He nodded his head as you asked and looked deeply into his eyes as his hands gripped onto your waist,

Mumbling a small 'fuck it' before smashing his lips onto yours as you grip the collar of his shirt and pulled him more closer to you, closer as possible, making his back press against the wall, as he blinked into the kiss seeing how you needed this.

You pulled away just as you catch a breathe and then called out for another.

His eyes widened a little softly, but without hesitation his lips were covering yours once again.

heat instantly filled your body once again, forgetting that y'all were being followed until the sound of stuttering guards interrupted you.

"Oh! Apologies my Lord-.. I..I will leave you guys be as soon as possible." the man said as he covered his eyes and walked away, cheeks reds.

Kents eyes never left yours as he stared down at you, shocked at your little trick you played on the man,

Your cheeks warmed as you buried yourself into the boys chess and let your warm shaking breath touch the surface of it before looking up at him smiling, "That question is such a turn on for me for some reason.."

Kent hummed as he tucked a piece of you braided hair behind your ear and planting his mouth on your cheek before planting it onto your forehead leaving little kisses.

With due, you guys were in the popular cafe playing around, and running around, the lights of the small building were off, only to Kent to tap the lamp costing a small bit of light to glow in the room

You played music next to the lamp, as you guys connected with each other, attaching your body together as your head rested on his shoulders and his arms around your waist as you rocked against one and another.

As you guys were looking deeply into each others eyes, those ocean eyes.. not even a little fair as you seen all of the lust piled up inside, you notice that their was a problem,

He planted about 6 pecks around your face, and another 6 on your lips, back to back as you pulled him back for more, needing more and having to have more.

Before you knew it you were laid in on the booth table, shirtless, bra-less only with your skirt on.

Kent was caressing all over your body, squeezing your jaw making you keep eye contact with him, squeezing your thighs.

Trailing his hands up to your inner-thigh reaching for your pussy before pulling away and caressing your breast, pulling and biting at your nipples.

"I know, you know what I know." Kent told you looking deeply into your eyes.

You kissed your teeth, before he opened your mouth and spat inside of it before closing your mouth making sure you swallowed it all,

Finally letting his hand cupped your clothed pussy, he smiled to himself as he felt the wetness.

"You leaking through your draws or you decided not to wear any tonight?" He argued, "Maybe you were to busy about to play with yourself with those toy, huh-ain't that right?"

You felt yourself dripping more as he bought out your sex-toys your kept in that box under your bed,, normally you would put it away in the closet, maybe behind some boxes on the top shelf, but you just forgot to replace it back up there that evening ?

He ripped your skirt off as you whimpered at the rough touch, his hand still ghosting around your pussy as you threw your head back and moaned.

He came closer to your ear and whispered so sweetly but rough, "I could be so much better, doll..,"

"I could let you feed on me, I could touch you in the places you want to be touch, and I can pleasure you more, make you really moan and all.. all of that because you're my everything.."

"And I don't want no toys beating me at make your feel like you're my everything." He added shortly after, panting groaning in your ear as he grind on the edge of the table, needing affection.

Pulling you closer to him, he spat on his dick, palming himself a couple of times before placing himself between your pussy lips, just like a hotdog between bread,

He kissed your forehead before pushing your head into his neck whispering as you whimper and babble, "Bite me baby, you know you want to.. go ahead."

With that being side, you moaned as his mushroom tip press against your clit tapping it making your legs shake a bit.

As your vangs came out, your planted them into his shoulder.

You bit him, sucking up blood, as you eyes rolled back, and body started to go out of control, hips rocking against his cock, arms wrapped around his back, hands starching his back leaving major marks, you couldn't do anyways but shake up your body.

His blood was a addiction, like something so amazing, like sex on the beach.. just drinking gives you a orgasm and you were getting closer and closer.

Just as he felt you twitching, he pulled you off, backing you away.

He moves down your skin, cupping one of your breast and taking one into his mouth,, as your back arches and rises off of the table.

He bites down, letting a mark like you did on his neck, but pulls away looking at you deeply in your eyes.

"Want me to make you feel good, the best you haven't had.. I'll show you that you don't need them toys, only me."

He whines into the skin of your stomach as he kisses and bites down on it, his face sliding down towards your expose private.

"Gonna have to cum on my tongue,, now..?" He asks as he bites on your thighs kissing the corners of your pussy, before looking back up at you.

you whined for him to stop teasing you, telling him don't waste your time.

He slapped your clit with his hand making you whine as his got on his knees and placed your legs onto his shoulder, lowering his hand planting small kisses on your cunt over and over, staring back up at you dumbly and innocently.

He started making out with your pussy.. slurping up all of your pussy juices, all of the wetness, as it started to spill out more and more as he tried to clean it up.

"please..please please please-Kent!" you whined as your lift up getting a better look, he licked up your slit, as your back returned to the arched position, legs wrapping around his neck as one of his hands grabbed ahold of your right thigh, as the other hand squeezed at your breast,

You felt his breathe hike on your cunt just as his tongue entered your sticky hole, he kissed it as his head was buried even more into your cunt as your thighs tighten around his head.

You pause of a second as you felt yourself wet like hell, and so close to cumming, you whimpered now noticing that you were stuffing his head in your cunt and pulled them away

Letting your legs hang off of his shoulders as your hand followed his.

One hand caress his that was holding on to your boobies, and your other hand tugging on his hand thrusting it up and down trying to move his hand in the same place.

"O-ohhh god, Kent!" your moans filling up the dark room, "Keeppp-ahh~ keep going please!"

You begged and begged, "Keep doing it.. don't stop!"

He made eye contact with you as the other half of his face was deeply inside of your cunt, his tongue pushing in and out of you and back up pressing it against your clit, as he pushed about 3 fingers into your hole,

Making that back arches even higher and high, you moans kissing the air around you guys as you looked at the window and seeing ya'lls reflection.. you moaned even more.

Legs shaking even more as you babbled for more and more, "Please.. Im begging.., Kent say it please!" feeling that puddle building up inside of your belly.. breaking slowly but quicken as the pace of Kent speeded up.

"Im going to cum!" You babbled, as he rubbed your stomach, he kissed you cunt before humming against it shaking up your body even more, "Cum, butterfly.. do it."

Just as those words came out, you panted up a moan just as your orgasm came up, Kent rides out your high as you finally got the breath you been trying to catch for the longest,

He kissed your stomach, breast, shoulders and lips twice as he moved and kissed under your neck, "I love you.. you don't need them toys okay?" you heard him muffle.. you just pulled him in for a heavenly kissed before smiling and saying,, "I love you more."

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Nevermore-Lurch x Reader (Wednesday tv show)

Summary: You are Morticia's sister and Lurch is your husband. All the family gathers to say goodbye to Wednesday at Nevermore Academy, making it an emotional farewell for both families when you also have your son assigned to the school.

(Never thought about it until now but no one has written about Lurch and god damn is his actor attractive. If anyone is a fan of his, then this is the fic for you.)

(Based on the TV show Wednesday)

"It's been quite some time wouldn't you say, mi amor?" I could hear Gomez and my sister Morticia talking in the back of the car and displaying their love for one another while Pugsley remained entertained and Wednesday staring at them with hate.

It's been quite a while since Lurch has been driving all of us Addams to Nevermore Academy. Our home is very far from here. I've never been one for trips but I decided to come as well since not only my niece is going to this school.

I noticed a certain family member has been too quiet so I turned around from the passenger seat

"Everything alright back there…Wednesday?" I asked my niece seeing her not move from her seat or blinking.

The pale girl lightly just moved her eyes to glance at me then back at her parents. "Nothing for you to worry about, aunt (Y/N)."

Wednesday has always been an unusual girl keeping mostly everything to herself. But between my sister Morticia and I, I believe she has spoken more to me and has more of friendly kind of relationship.

I smiled at her then looked back at the driver's seat. "Right! Okay! Anyways we aren't that far from your new school. How are you doing back there, Edgar?"

I glanced back and saw Wednesday's cousin reading an Edgar Allan Poe book. My favorite author and person in the whole world, well third I would say.

"He's always reading books, don't you think he's better off at my regular school than this new one?" Pugsley asked.

"Nevermore Academy is the best school for people like us. Strange and unusual." I winked and wondered how his new school life will be like.

Pugsley will certainly miss Edgar since both of them are the same age and love playing together at the dungeon built in Morticia's attic.

"Your father and I also met there back in the day. He and Gomez were friends before we all met each other. Don't you remember, dear? We had our first dance there and that's when I knew we would have a life together."

I stare in awe remembering my younger school at days. "He was always so shy around me." I say it was quite adorable, despite how tall and menacing he looked. He was the complete opposite.

Soon enough rain started to fall and the clouds turned grey. "Such a perfect weather to have a walk or a date. Wouldn't you say so, dear?" I said turning to my husband who simply hummed and said nothing more. He's never been much or a talker anyways.

I smiled looking at him and then noticed many trees around us, we are getting closer to the academy. Rain continued to pour once we reached the gates and saw the building just up ahead.

Nevermore Academy.

Thank goodness we were here since Morticia's love for Gomez is sometimes to much and Wednesday was ready to rip their heads off. One by one we stepped out of the car once we had parked the car by the school's entrance.

"Isn't it beautiful?" I said stepping out of the car carefully since I was wearing a long black dress similar to Morticia's but with a high collar, I grabbed my husband's arm when he met by my side, with my other hand I combed my hair down and checked to see if the bangs over my forehead didn't ruin themselves or my dark makeup.

We met up the principal and saw surprised to see that it was Larissa Weems, she always had a sort of rivalry with Morticia.

"Larissa Weems or should I say Principal Weems. I never expected you to stay here and look after so many kids."

Larissa's eyes fell on Morticia then to me when I spoke. The tall blonde woman smiled, a forced smile of course turning to look at us.

"(Y/N). I didn't expect to see you here as well." She said looking down at me.

"Yes, you see not only Morticia is having her daughter be at Nevermore. My son Edgar is also attending it."

I reached out for my son and placed him between Lurch and me. Larissa smiled down at him and shook his head, "Ah..another Addams then."

"He's almost an exact copy of you." She chuckled staring at me and my son.

He is pale with jet black hair like me and bright eyes.

"He is isn't he? Personality otherwise he is too much like his father I would say." I chuckled turning to glance at them both.

"Alright then, let's all head inside to get the paperwork done." Principal Weems said and we all followed her into her office.

Wednesday went to explore the school while my son and Pugsley remained together. "Please make sure that my son has a proper roommate. I wasn't too lucky back then." I chuckled and saw Weems stare at me weirdly.

Since she was my roommate back in the day. "Will do." She said gripping her pen and handing it to me so I would sign.

"Would your son like a tour of the school-"

"I think I can handle it. I still remember my way around the campus." I said waving at her and letting her talk to Morticia and Gomez next.

Lurch and I walked side by side and I. "Nothing has changed. Remember we had our first date by that tree, the principal nearly decapitated me when she saw us share our first kiss."

"I remember." Was all Lurch said still letting me grab onto his arm.

This school certainly has changed on one aspect, much more kids attend this school than before. I could feel my husband's eyes on me, and I shook my head understanding him nonverbally.

"I'm fine.. I'm just worried about our son. Will he like this school? I feel selfish for wanting him to study here and not a regular non gothic school. This is where we met after all, and I want him to share his love for anything dark with someone like him. Do you think he'll be okay?" I ask desperately now worrying if this is the right choice.

Lurch slowly nodded his head. "You're right… you're right! He'll be fine. If anything happens we can always return. Wednesday is older I'm sure she'll look after him."

"Mom..Dad." we turned around and I gasped when I saw our son now changed into the schools uniform. The typical dark blue purplish color.

"You look..you remind me of your father." I said racing to him and hugging him tight. He sighed and looked at his jacket when I stepped back.

"I don't get why Wednesday was the only one who got hers in black." He lowly said looking at the floor and seeming unsure of his surroundings.

"I'll let the principal know that you want yours modified as well, don't you worry. I only want the best for my son." I hugged him again tightly and I saw Edgar trying to get away from my string grip.

A crowd of teenagers walked past us and began to chuckle at what was happening. I hissed at them and saw them leave quickly.

Edgar looked ashamed a bit but seemed to hide his emotions perfectly, he's always been a bit like his cousin Wednesday, onto a bit more talkative and sympathetic.

"I don't like this place, I'm sure if I'm at this school with Wednesday she'll kill me." Lurch and I heard our son whisper to us.

Making Lurch and I turn to look at each other. "What are you both on about?!" My son said worried that he wouldn't understand us.

"Nothing wrong will happen to you. Wednesday has always been protective of you and Pugsley. You'll quickly learn to appreciate this school and make friends that share the same passion as you."

I smile when I saw Edgar worry a bit less when Lurch went over to his side and patted Edgar's head. "Your father and I love you very much. We would never had placed you into this school if we'd known it would be a dangerous place."

"Well, let's go explore the school shall we?" Edgar nodded his head still clinging onto the book he brought with him.

We both showed him some of the places and where Lurch and I would often hang out when we wanted to be away from all the noise of students or teachers calling to them.

"So, what do you think of the school so far?" I cheerily asked looking down at my kid.

Edgar shrugged his shoulders, "Fine I guess."

I sigh to myself and leaned down closer to him. "You know why this school is called Nevermore? Your favorite poet studied here a long time ago. Many things happens here at nights, who knows maybe you'll see his ghost."

At the mention of his favorite author and ghosts, Edgar's eyes seemed to lit up. "Really? I sure love ghosts stories and hunting. Did you bring it, mother?" He exclaimed knowing his favorite item of the house.

Lurch appeared behind me and handed me Edgar's backpack. I unzipped it and showed a ouija board to him. "It's right here.",

"Our grandparents used to study here and work. If you come across them please let us in know."

Edgar nodded now excitedly and grabbed his backpack and placed his items inside of it. "(Y/N), Lurch, it's time to head back home." I heard Gomez calling to us.

The three of us walked back to the entrance of the school and met with with the other Addams and saw Wednesday not content at all at being here.

"Edgar and I both hate this place. Why leave us here?" She questioned glaring at Morticia who didn't mind her attitude.

"Your dear cousin doesn't seem to mind it." Morticia said making Wednesday turn to look at Edgar then at her mother.

"Well, I don't like it here."

I stepped between her and my sister. "You'll learn to love Nevermore. I guarantee it, Wednesday. Please make sure Edgar is safe for us, okay?" I said patting her head but she swatted my hand away.

"We'll be back before you know it." Morticia called out.

Lurch and Edgar began to talk to one another until I reached them again and hugged my son. "You'll be very missed at home. Remember if anything happens don't hesitate to call.",

"I will Mom..Dad." Edgar said looking at both of us and waving his hand as he went back to step by Wednesday's side as he watched us get into the car and leave.

The car felt a lot emptier with Wednesday or Edgar here. I looked back into the rearview mirror and watched both kids turn their backs to head into the school.

"Oh, I do hope they won't get into trouble." I muttered looking at my lap and feeling my husband grab my hand. I smiled turning to look at him, "Next time we visit them, I'll tell him don't worry. Edgar in a few months will become a big brother."

[yanpotatowriter]

jealous yokovina x reader?

jealous yokovina would be good :)) —--------------------------------------------- Jealous Yokovina sounds amazing —--------------------------------------------------------------------- Can you please do jealous yokovina x reader where they got jealous because the reader starts to hang out with them less so they confronted the reader and it ends with a movie night. --------------------------------------------------------------- I hope you guys enjoyed this one, I was a bit puzzeld on how to write it but I'm happy with how it turned out! ---------------------------------------------------------------------

You don’t know how it happened, or well you could, but it was still something you needed to wrap your head around.  You knew that slowly distancing yourself from your very possessive girlfriends would lead up to some kind of confrontation once they figured that out, but you were not expecting to get cornered on your way to another class, making all three of you late for the next class. 

“You have been avoiding us munchkin why?” Yoko said, practically staring in your eyes (from what you could see through her sunglasses) while Divina was standing next to her, the look on her face showed that she also wanted an answer, and you pretty much knew that you were screwed if you decided to lie about it or try to divert the conversation. “I…just needed space.” You said in a softer tone, you really wanted to disappear into the wall if you could in order to avoid the confrontation, but you were here now, and you knew you could not escape them.  “I mean I love you two really, but I also just need some time for myself you know. You guys are just a lot sometimes and not that I don’t like that, but I barely have time for myself any more, and it was getting to me” You felt the urge to explain what you meant with time for yourself the moment you saw their faces slightly drop from what you just said. “You say need space, but you started to hang out with other people who by the way are not even in our friend group, and only after you started to hang around with them is when you started to distance yourself from us.   Do you really need space or are your other friends saying something about us? “ Divina said with an accusing tone, it was also clear from her tone that she did not like your new friends, but you couldn’t really argue against her. Your new friends were constantly asking you to hang out with them and were saying that your girlfriends were too controlling and pretty much did everything in their power to make sure that you got some time away from your girlfriends.  You went along with them because if so many people were saying it, it must have been true but now when you see the hurt in your girlfriend's faces you wonder if it was actually worth it and if you should have listened to your friends in the first place Your silence said enough for your two girlfriends and they both let out a frustrated sigh before Yoko gently grabbed you and started t lead you towards her dorm.

“You can’t constantly let people talk you into doing things munchkin, you have to start standing up for yourself if you want to stop people lying to you” She said gently as you approached her dorm, it was clear that you guys were not going to go to your last period but at the end of the day it really did not matter as herbology was one of your best subjects.

“How about you stop listening to other people who try to tell you what to think and do?  They will always try to make you distance yourself from us, so why don’t you just hang around with our friends instead that way we all know that no one who you are hanging out with will try to separate us” Divina said to you as all three of you entered Yoko’s room and sat down on her bed, hugging you so that you were leaning on her side.

You just nodded along to their words, not wanting to argue but also not seeing a reason to argue with them because what Divina said was true.  Every time you made a new friend they tried to get you to stay away from Yoko and Divina, it made you wonder if people just had it out for your relationship or your girlfriends in general.

“Hey don’t worry your pretty little head about it too much munchkin, how about we just watch some movies to get our minds off of it yeah?” Yoko said once she noticed that you were in deep thought, thinking about your previous friendships and how they all had one thing in common.   

You just nodded to what Yoko said and when Yoko put on one of the movies you guys tended to watch when one of you were feeling down you started to relax a little bit more.   You let yourself be hugged by Divina and Yoko while you guys watched a movie, not knowing how both girls were more determined than ever to not let you out of their eyesight because this happened one too many times for the girls to be comfortable with you making new friends.

[wol-fica]

Wednesday: *holds a door open for Enid* After you.

Enid: no after you

Wednesday: I insist, after you

Y/N: *pushes past both* After me

[pandorascripts]

I Bet You Think About Me

pairing: wednesday x reader

cw: angst, cheating, tyler galpin.

note: you should know that I made morticia and gomez the mean rich type of people to fit this.

summary: catering your ex-girlfriend’s wedding was certainly not what you wanted to do, but it proves to be fruitful as you get to say goodbye— and taunt her.

song: I Bet You Think About Me (feat. Chris Stapleton) (Taylor’s Version) (From The Vault) by Taylor Swift ;).

proof read like once. I’m finding a lot of mistakes because I’m tired LMAO.

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It had been exactly three months since Wednesday had called off your relationship. She claimed you were too childish and that you were just too different from her— that you couldn’t fit into her world. Looking back on it now you can only laugh, the true reason why Wednesday broke up with you was because she was too scared of the consequences.

Despite what she claims and what others believe, Wednesday does care about what her family thinks. And her family, the richest and most powerful people in all of New York, had high expectations in who she would date. They certainly didn’t think (or even know) that Wednesday wanted to date someone below her status, below her age for that mater. Nine years wasn’t too bad, but her parents wanted Wednesday to be nine years younger than her rich, male lover. Unfortunately you didn’t fit any boxes where it mattered. 

But as you’re catering her wedding, watching Wednesday dance with her new husband, you really can’t help but chuckle. Wednesday’s been staring at you for the entire event, and you know damn well she’s been thinking about you. You see it in the way she eyes your work attire, — a tight, clad semi-formal suit— and in the way she frowns the moment her husband draws her attention away from you. It’s obvious. 

Buts it’s only until the service is almost over that she approaches you. 

“Hi.”

You look down to the glasses you’d been cleaning previously, trying to help out your friend with his own job. “Mrs. Galpin, is it?”

Wednesday scoffs, arms crossing over her chest. “Yeah, it is now.”

You nod, wiping a white cloth against the crystal glass of the cup. It’s almost as thick as the tension between you two. 

“Look, I want to tell you that I’ve moved on, and that I think it’s really immature of you to show up here.”

Your eyes widen drastically as you stare at Wednesday and her audacity. Grabbing her by the wrist, you drag her into the nearest storage closet so you can scream at her. She doesn’t stop you because she wont dare to make a scene with her filthy-rich family here. Her wrist in your hand brings up dead memories, memories long buried under sadness and anger. 

When the door clicks shut, you finally turn around to yell at her. “I’m doing my job, Wednesday. I didn’t have a choice because unlike you I can’t just wait until my trust fund opens. As you’ve made very, very, very, clear, I don’t have one!”

Wednesday rolls her eyes, her fingers adjusting the hem of her dress. “Just don’t cause anything. You and I both know that you were always dramatic.”

“Oh, I’m dramatic? You got engaged a week after we broke up to please your parents.”

“We were never going to work out! I like him! It wasn’t for my parents.”

“I don’t have to be one of your many shrinks to know you’ll never be happy with him. In fact,” you step closer to Wednesday, rage clouding the thoughts telling you to leave it be, “I bet you think about me.

“You’re out here marrying rich, handsome guys and trying to chase a status your parents want you to have, but I bet you’ve never felt so locked up in your life.”

Wednesday shudders, her cold gaze darting around your face.

“Why’s that?” she asks, still trying to act like she’s in power.

“Because you never felt more free than when you were with me.”

Wednesday gulps, her head whipping to the storage closet as she tries to not look at you. She fails, and proves your point beautifully. You shake your head, disbelief and disappointment the only thing you feel.

“Goodbye, Wednesday. Enjoy the wedding and let me do my job peacefully.”

Your hand retreats from the wall behind her, when they got there you can’t remember, and you turn around. Wednesdays hands reach out to grab your face before you have enough time to register what’s happening. 

Her lips are still just as soft as they were that night she left you. Her kisses are still sweet and passionate, always expressing what she can’t say through words. You sigh, forgetting about the wedding, about her parents, and about her husband waiting for another dance just beyond that door. 

It doesn’t take long until your fingers thread themselves in her dress and then you remember all of those things and more. You remember why she dumped you— why you have to let her go. You pull away harshly, taking a few quick steps back and sprint out the door. Wednesday doesn’t bother chasing after you. 

You run to your friend James, alerting him of your well-earned break that you decide to take. He nods, waving you off as you dart out of the venue. The early spring snow sets against the slush and you sigh. The cold grounds you, remembering the night three months prior. 

You shift on Wednesdays lap, laying your head on her shoulder. She’s reading in peace, a book her friend recommended, you recall. Her friend had claimed it had changed his view on life, and had told Wednesday it would do wonders for her. She was only reading it to poke fun at it. 

The movie in the background was long forgotten by you, your eyes instead lining her jawline and the soft curve of her nose. 

“Wednesday.”

“Yes?” she asks, flipping the page over. She doesn’t look at you, or even stop reading her book. 

You’ve been noticing this for the past two weeks now, her attention has been dwindling. Wednesday’s become more stressed and angry. Fights have been more frequent, at least two every other day. It’s always over minuscule stuff too, like how you dress, where you work, how Wednesday doesn’t like the way you hold your fork, or the way you laugh like a kid. You told her maybe it’s because you are one. After all, you’re twenty two and she’s thirty-one. Wednesday ignored you for hours that day. 

“Will you put the book down?”

“Why?” Again, no eye contact. 

“Because I want to have a real conversation.”

“We are.”

You scoff, swinging your feet off of her thighs and stand up, the book getting knocked to the floor. You don’t apologize despite her shouts, instead you grab your keys and shrug on your coat. 

“Where are you going?” she demands, hands trying to grab the keys out of your pocket. 

You swat her away and tie your shoelaces. “For a walk.”

“The hell you are! It’s eleven at night and December, it’s too late and too cold.”

You ignore her again, swinging the door open and skipping outside. Wednesday doesn’t follow you, but you don’t need to look back to know that. The door slamming tells you enough. 

That night when you got home, a clear head and a fresh apology with you, Wednesday called you childish. She told you that dating you was a mistake, that meeting you was one. And then her bag of belongings— you remember frowning over the fact that she only had an unpacked bag of stuff— was thrown into her corvette. 

It didn’t matter how much you clung to her, begging that she didn’t do this, she shrugged you off and left without so much as a glance back.

When your five minute break was over, you walked back into the wedding and continued working. Wednesday wasn’t anywhere to be seen for the rest of the night.

Maybe it wasn’t the goodbye you wanted, but it sure was a loud one. All you can hope is that Wednesday is tormented by what you once had, because at least you can certainly bet she thinks about you. 

[rave-quinn]

Shows I'll write for

Teen Titans

Stranger Things

Death note

Naruto

Wednesday

Total drama

Will add more if asked

Movies I'll write for

Texas Chainsaw massacre

Halloween Rz and the og one

IT

Harry Potter

Nightmare on elm street

Child's play

Alien

Saw

Black Christmas

No one sleeps in the woods tonight

Friday the 13th

The conjuring

Will add more if asked

[prettybabybaby]

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content: implied noncon, stalker!xavier, fem!reader

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your head whirled around, bumps rising to the surface of your skin as your eyes scanned the trees behind you at the sound of a snap.

you stayed silent, focusing on whatever sound you could make out through the tired pants leaving your own mouth. wind, faint trickling of water, owl, breathing. it took you a while to register that the labored puffs were not yours.

there was a monster loose. you knew that when you stupidly ran off campus and into the woods that bordered it. but it had been almost a week with no sightings and you were eager to return to your routine despite the rational part of you pleading you to race through the corridors like everyone else did.

still, you went against your better judgement and now your fuzzy brain was regretting it.

your hands were resting on your thighs as you hunched over, steadying your breathing to pinpoint where the breaths could be coming from. your eyes flickered over the trees again and you blew out a breath, unable to focus over the beating of your heart against your chest and the fear ringing in your head.

you squealed at the sudden touch that trailed up your back. you straightened yourself immediately and turned around, unprepared for any sort of confrontation.

“sh, sh, sh. you know there’s a monster lurking around, don’t you?”

xavier thorpe stood too close but you still let out a breath of relief from seeing a familiar face. even if it was one you never wanted to see.

xavier always seemed to be in all the wrong places. he often managed to catch you alone and vulnerable, making strange comments and touching you in ways that made your skin crawl.

you backed away, licking your lips as you reached a more comfortable distance. you tried to mimic the smile that painted his face but you knew it looked as fake as it felt. “yeah,” you panted, “it was a dumb decision.”

he hummed, taking a big step towards you, “yeah. it was.”

you shifted uncomfortably at the silence and the way he stared at you, green eyes holding an emotion you didn’t like. “I should get back then.”

“why?” his hand hovered over your bare arm before dropping on your shoulder. the soft touch danced over the surface of your chest, dropping closer to the swells of your breasts. “I don’t see a monster around.”

[lllivia]

I can't stop staring at you.

Wednesday Addams x fem!reader

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After everyone had left Wednesday's surprise party that Enid somehow managed to convince her to go to, you were excited to give her your gift. You knew she wasn't such a big fan of presents so you decided you were going to show her just how much you appreciated and loved her instead.

At first Wednesday was doubting you a little, not wanting any more birthday surprises but you assured her it was nothing like that. So you took her cold slender hand in yours and led her through a small clearing in the woods that led to a hill not many people knew of, looking forward to spending some time alone with your lover.

You had already laid out a blanket for you to sit on and gaze at the blue sky filled with small orbs sprinkled across it. You sat down motioning for her to sit down next to you, her emotionless expression slipping through a confused look as to what you were doing there. "We're just going to lay here looking at the stars together, I figured the party would drain your social battery a bit and just thought to do this instead of giving you some kind of physical present" you said after she had taken her seat close next to you. "And what exactly would gazing at the stars benefit us gioia mia?" Wednesday asked still confused, not getting the fact that you were trying to be romantic. "Just lay down and look up Wednesday" you smiled finding it cute how she didn't get it. You both layed down, you wrapping your arm loosely around her before looking up at the sky trying to find all of the pictures in the stars smiling softly.

Wednesday couldn't help turning her head slightly and looking at you instead studying all the details on your face, how your hair framed your face perfectly, the tiny scar on your cheek left from something that had happened in your life before Wednesday entered it, the slight bags under your eyes that brought out the color in them, the way your nose was slightly crooked from the time you fell after trying to rollerskate for the first time, and of course her favorite thing on her girlfriends face, the tiny beauty mark that layed just above your plump pink lips that she always felt herself being drawn to.

Wednesday loved you so much you had no idea, she would die for you, she would kill for you, and she would quite literally do anything just to see a smile on your face.

After a few minutes in silence you pointed at a rather big star turning around to face Wednesday to tell her how pretty it was when you found her already staring at you, her eyes being uncharacteristically soft. "Is everything alright Wednesday?" You said blushing when her gaze didn't falter. "I just can't stop staring at you" she responded connecting your pinkies together, you only gaped at her slightly, that confession was an extremely unusual thing for her to say out loud. "This is the greatest gift I have ever received... And I only just now realized how much I actually love you, I've been so caught up in trying to find the creature that killed Rowan that I haven't been paying nearly enough attention to you bellezza" She continued whispering before finally leaning in and closing the small gap between you, the kiss being soft, slow and passionate as she tangled her hands up in your hair as yours traveled down to her waist, after a few more seconds you pulled away panting slightly.

"The best decision I have ever made in my short horrible life was letting Enid introduce me to you" was the last thing Wednesday said before laying her head down on your chest listening to your quickened heartbeat.

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🖤 REQUESTS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED, MY BRAIN JUST CAN'T SEEM TO COME UP WITH THINGS TO WRITE 🖤

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

Charters I write for

Master list Wattpad. About me

Gotham

Edward Nygma

Jerome Valeska

Jeremiah Valeska

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Demon dean

American horror story

Tate Langdon

Kit walker

Lanna winters

Jimmy darling

James Patrick March

Kai Anderson

Marvel

Bucky

Loki

Tasm!Peter Parker

Stranger things

Eddie Munson

001/Peter/Henry

Jackass

Johnny Knoxville

Scream

Billy Loomis

Stu macher

Ethan Landry

Heathers

Jason Dean/ JD

Veronica Sawyer

Pump up the volume

Mark Hunter/ happy harry hardon

Nora 

Kuffs

George Kuffs

Hemlock grove

Roman Godfrey

Gleaming the cube

Brian Kelly

Criminal minds

Spencer Ried

Peacemaker

Adrian Chase\ Vigilante

Bands

Spencer Charnas (ice nine kills)

Andy Biersack (black Veil Brides)

Gerard Way (my chemical romance)

Frank iero (my chemical romance)

The fabulous killjoys:

Party Poison

Fun Ghoul

Texas chainsaw massacre

Johnny Slaughter

Re-animator

Herbert West

Terrifier

Art the clown