#wendnesday addams

[vaniloqu3nce]

Yoko, hearing Enid’s ringtone and picking up the phone and putting it on speaker phone: If this isn’t a god damn emergency I’m going to block you for good, Enid.

Wednesday, who refuses to use the phone Xavier got her: Unfortunately it is. Lets overthrow the government.

Yoko, looking at Divina sleeping next to her: Oh its you. I got time after three I guess. Can I wear my anarchy boots?

[alana-celeste-luna]

Enjoy my burnout

[samtamdan]

[ultimobesomascometa]

Enid: *trips on air*

Wednesday: Haha, you are so clumsy [later, when Enid is not around]

Wednesday: [Punching the air] who do you think you are, who the FUCK DO YOU THINK-

[theyapper0]

I've got brain rot with this ship okay, I have no excuse 😔

I also love making funny little scenarios of Enid interacting with the rest of the Addams Family, I kick my feet and giggle everytime I think of a new way for them to emotionally scar her for life (lovingly) <3

[my-love-of-books]

They're the same picture.

[just-a-mess-in-a-nest]

I was listening to some French music and one song had a line that goes “Tu as la splendeur d’un enterrement de première classe”, which means “You have the splendor of a first-class funeral” and if that’s not wenclair then I don’t know what is

[crazywomanontheinternet]

Just Wednesday being Wednesday

[vaniloqu3nce]

The masculine urge to write a fic where it’s just how much Enid hates Tyler because lets be honest she absolutely hates Tyler

[profound-imagination]

Opposites - Xavier Thorpe.

A/N - Apparently I just write Angst when it comes to Xavier.

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"I miss you, tiny."

Beaming at the text you'd just received from your boyfriend who isn't your boyfriend but kinda is your boyfriend you quickly typed out a reply.

"I miss you too, lanky."

"Who's got you grinning at your phone?" Your mother teased from the other side of the breakfast table. "Is it the mysterious boyfriend?" You rolled your eyes at her. "He's not my boyfriend, Mom. Xavier and I are just-" She cut you off. "-Just friends, I know, I know." She studied you from across the table for a couple of minutes before she said. "You should invite him to dinner, we can order pizza or Chinese food?" You let out a small gasp. "Really?" She nodded. "Really. When is he allowed to leave the school grounds? Weekends? How about Friday night?" This is why you loved your mom, having you young she knew how judgemental other people could be, how horrible they could be and she'd never judged Xavier for being an Outcast, for going to Nevermore. They'd met once. When he ended up in the hospital where she works after Tyler Galpin and his friends beat the shit out of him, it was when you'd first met him as well.

"Mom!" She turned away from her colleague instantly hearing the panic in your voice as you all but fell through the doors of the ER, trying your best to support the tall boy's weight. "Honey, what happened?!" She asked, rushing towards the two of you. "Who is this?" She added as she supported his other side, leading the two of you towards a room. "I don't know his name, I was reading, he was painting a beautiful mural across the road when Tyler Galpin and his friends jumped him and defaced the mural." Your mom huffed, never a fan of bullies and helped you sit the boy down on the bed and started gathering the supplies she would need to clean his wounds, one or two of them you were sure would need stitches. The boy coughed and then croaked out his name. "Xavier." Both you and your mom stopped and turned to look at him, not sure he'd even spoken at all. "My name is Xavier." He croaked again. "Y/N, go and get him some water." She'd slipped into nurse mode and you weren't going to argue. "Xavier honey, can you tell me your last name and your birthday?" She asked as you left. When you'd returned she'd wiped most of the blood from his face but as predicted, he needed stitches. He was eyeing the needle of the anesthetic she was going to give him nervously so you sat yourself down next to him and asked him any questions you could think of to distract him. "Do you think aliens exist?" You asked as you handed him the bottle of water. Your mom quirked an eyebrow at you from his other side and you shrugged in response. "I go to Nevermore, I don't think there's much that doesn't exist." He answered. "Is it really as creepy there as everyone says?" "Y/N!" Your mom scolded you. He let out a tiny laugh that caused him pain, you could tell from the wince. "Does your side hurt, Xavier?" Your mom asked and he nodded. "Okay honey, let's get you stitched up and down to x-ray to see if there's any broken ribs." You sat with him the whole time and then waited with him for Principal Weems to show up. "You helped me. Why?" His question took you by surprise. "It was the right thing to do." You'd told him. "I'm an Outcast, most people wouldn't." You shrugged. "So what? We might be different but that doesn't mean you deserve to be treated any differently to me." He gave you a small smile. "You're alright for a Normie." You laughed. "I should hope so, I lost my copy of Lord of The Ring's throwing it at Tyler's head trying to get him off you." He snorted a small laugh. "You're a nerd too! Even better!" When you got home that night, you had a message request on Instagram and the pair of you began a budding friendship.

"Alright, I gotta go to work, invite Xavier, love you!" Your mom said as she kissed the top of your head and left to go to work.

"Xav!! Guess what?!" You'd text him as soon as she'd left and it struck you as odd that he hadn't replied straight away like he usually does, you busied yourself with getting ready for school and headed out the door. It was lunchtime when he finally replied.

"Y/N/N!! What?" Can a text message sound off? Is that a thing? Because his did, but you shook it off and replied.

"Mom's invited you for dinner on Friday, either pizza or Chinese food, you game?" Again, there was no instant reply and when it did come after dinner it was one word.

"Sure."

Something had been off with Xavier and you couldn't quite put your finger on what it was. But today was Wednesday. Wednesday meant coffee at the Weathervane after school and Xavier's therapy session. As usual you'd make your way there straight after school and start on your homework while you waited for him. You heard the bell above the door go and scribbled your final answers to your homework, having sat in your usual booth you knew he'd know where to find you so you didn't look up straight away, when you did, your heart sank a little. Xavier was sitting on the other side of the coffeeshop with someone you'd never seen, a girl you'd never seen, two identical black plaits and bangs covering her face. He looked enthralled with her. "Ooooh, tough break Y/N, your weirdo boyfriends ditched you." You fought back the lump in your throat. "Fuck off, Lucas." The boy laughed loudly at you as you were trying to pack your things away as quickly as you could, and it drew Xavier's attention to you. Not wanting to meet his eyes you scrambled up and in a rush to leave you fell over your own feet and crashed right into Tyler, who was carrying a tray of hot drinks that ended up all down your front. "Y/N!" Xavier was on his feet, you were mortified. You held a hand up to him to stop him coming any closer. "I'm fine! Go back to…" "Wednesday." The girl introduced herself. Wednesday, the girl you'd heard plenty about, the girl Xavier had rearranged plans with you more than once for. You forced a smile, you were pleased he was making friends you told yourself. "Well it's nice to meet you on this fine Wednesday, Wednesday!" You chirped awkwardly and Xavier had definitely noticed it. "I have to go!" And you turned and ran like a coward.

"Mom! Don't laugh at me! It was mortifying!" She continued to laugh. "I'm sorry baby, I can just picture it!" You huffed and dug your spoon back into the tub of ice-cream you'd been drowning yourself in, ignoring the constant stream of texts you'd been receiving since you got home. "So you do like him then? More than just a friend?" She asked gently. "Well, yeah, I thought we liked each other." She placed her hand on yours gently. "Well, have the two of you ever spoken about that?" You shook your head. "I just thought it was a thing, that we were a thing." She let out a small sigh. "Then baby, he's not really done anything wrong. I know you don't want to hear it but if you've never told him how you feel about him and you've never talked about being a thing, then…" she trailed off as your phone went off again. "But it's Wednesday. We always meet on Wednesday's" She smiled at you. "She's new to the school and town, maybe he was just being nice and showing her around, sweetie, maybe read some of his messages before we panic and uninvite him from dinner and curse his name, yeah?" You nodded at her as you got up from the table and dragged yourself upstairs. It wasn't until you were in your pyjamas and curled into your bed that you looked at your phone.

1 Missed Call - Xavier Thorpe

"Are you okay?"

"Y/N?"

"Talk to me."

2 Missed Calls - Xavier Thorpe

"It's nice to meet you on this fine Wednesday, Wednesday?"

"What was that about?"

"Seriously, Y/N, are you okay?"

"Please don't ignore me."

3 Missed Calls - Xavier Thorpe

"Okay, you're mad, I get it, Wednesday is our day where we hang out."

"Y/N, come on."

"I need to know if you're okay."

"I'll climb through your window, I swear to god, Y/N"

4 Missed Calls - Xavier Thorpe

"Please Tiny, I'm sorry."

The last message nearly broke you, Tiny. Your heart had cracked every time he'd called you by your name in his messages. You didn't reply, you couldn't, what could you say without sounding childish. He never climbed through your window.

You woke up feeling groggy, your eyes were sore and your head was swimming. You looked at your phone to see the texts had continued into the night, but he had stopped trying to call. As you showered and got ready for school you decided you'd at least text him back. Shouldering your backpack and putting your headphones in as you walked out of your house, your Mom long gone as she was on the early shift, you selected the playlist Xavier and you had made during one of your Wednesday's at the Weathervane and clicked play, because you were a sucker for pain.

"Sorry I fell asleep. I'm fine. See you Friday if you still want to come for dinner. You don't have to, it's cool, no worries." This time the reply was instant.

"Don't do that to me! People are dying, Y/N! I've been worried sick! Of course I'm still coming for dinner."

"Could've climbed through the window, couldn't have been that worried. See you Friday." You knew it was a low blow, but it momentarily made you feel better. There was no reply.

The remainder of Thursday and Friday had been horrific. Constant teasing from Lucas and his friends about Xavier and how he'd ditched you. Barely any words said between you and Xavier and a constant anxiety growing about seeing him tonight. You'd tried to reach out but again there was no reply.

"Pizza or Chinese, what are you feeling for tonight? Really looking forward to seeing you!"

"If you still want to come, that is?"

"It's okay if you don't, I understand. Things have been weird between us lately."

"Just let me know."

Which led you here, pacing in your living room, anxiously checking your phone and chewing your nails. "Honey, I'm sure he'll be here." Your Mom tried to reassure you, but there was something in the pit of your stomach telling you that she was wrong.

4:30PM - "What time do you think you'll get here? Do you want me to meet you in town and we can walk here together?"

5:15PM - 1 Call to Xavier Thorpe (Missed)

6:00PM - "Xavier?"

7:30PM - "Are you okay?"

7:45PM - 2 Calls to Xavier Thorpe (Missed)

8PM - "I guess you aren't coming."

8:45PM - 3 Missed Calls to Xavier Thorpe (Missed)

9PM - "I've told Mom to eat, she said she's sorry you couldn't make it and that you're welcome anytime."

10:30PM - "I really hope you're okay. I won't lie. I'm hurt. I'm hurt that you ditched me on Wednesday for Wednesday. I'm hurt that you didn't come tonight. I'm hurt that I'm hurt. I'm hurt that I'm hurt because of you. I'm sorry for how I acted on Wednesday and for what I said on Thursday morning. I miss you, Xav."

He didn't reply.

[alana-celeste-luna]

[illegal-weed]

broken mirror means bad luck

[colacat53]

stupid ass headcanon I had while in the shower: Laurel Gates isn't queerphobic, she just hates you if you're an outcast

silly little incorrect quote for this headcanon:

Laurel Gates: I can excuse being queer, but I draw the line at being an outcast

[wankyicons]

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[beinggoblinhard]

I'm looking for the post that compares Garrett Gates with Xavier