#yandere the Addams family

[shallyouobeyme]

Drip

Yandere!Wednesday Addams x reader (GN)

Summary: When Nevermore Academy wants to improve their relationship with Jericho high school and Wednesday, you and the other students go out to spent time with the Jericho High students, Wednesday doesn’t seem too happy when one of the normies shoots his hot with you…

! Minors Do Not Interact !

TW: Murder, Blood, Yandere content, dark content, icky guy, I do not condone this, this is fiction

Day 7 of my Yandere Writetober, tomorrows word is Toad so any ideas are appreciated

When Headmistress Weems announced the cooperation with Jericho high school, everyone was a bit wary. It wasn’t a secret that the locals - the normies - weren’t the biggest fans of Nevermore’s students, so they figured that tensions would arrive. Still, most of the students were kind of excited, after all the cooperation meant a day out in the town in groups that are matched to groups from the Jericho high school, along with a play staged by the Jericho high Theater club.

You were actually kind of happy about the event, you understood the distaste normies had for you and your friends - after all, before you figured out that you weren’t like the regular people you grew up with, you had also thought vampires, sirens, werewolf’s and the such were monsters from fiction and nothing more.

Wednesday did not share your enthusiasm, it was no secret that she wasn’t a big fan of people in general, much less normal people, but for some reason she was even more annoyed than usual by this happening.

Enid - obviously - was just super excited to go into Jericho, be able to hang out with her friends (the normies that would be coming along were a necessary evil), and watch a play - everything was better than school. It was quickly decided that Wednesday, Enid, you and Xavier would form a group - Wednesday had insisted on Xavier being in your group and you had no issue with that, since Xavier was like a brother to you, actually he was kind of your brother since his father had taken you in as a child after you had found out about your true nature and your family had cast you out.

As the day of the trip to Jericho approached, Wednesday became even more grumpy than usual, and a lot more clingy. For some reason Wednesday had ought you the person that she allowed physical contact with, even before you had entered a relationship, - often even being the one to initiate it - much to the chagrin of Enid who’d just love to cuddle with her best friend (it didn’t help that Wednesday always pulled you aware from her when Enid tried to cuddle with you instead). Now almost every free second Wednesday was by your side, while she was having her writing time she insisted you stay in her room and usually lent you the thing to entertain you, but now she insisted you sit beside her and do something quiet while she writes. When she was playing cello, you had to be there to listen and when you were sharing a class, you sometimes found her hand holding yours under the desk.

You had no complaints about that though, Wednesday was your girlfriend after all, but still you wondered what was happening in her head to make her so annoyed.

When the trip finally happened, your group was assigned that of three local Jericho cheerleaders and a guy who was very disinterested in the whole thing. The eight of you left in a random direction, no one being very talkative and the air filled with tension. Enid tried to make conversation with the cheerleaders, but they just gave one word answers and rolled their eyes. You wanted to help her out, but you were basically surrounded from both sides, Wednesday on your right, sending death glares to everyone who dared look at you, and Xavier on your left, his arm protectively around you trying to hold a nice conversation with you.

Once you were a good distance away from the teachers, the cheerleaders nodded to each other and then stopped walking.

“So, yeah, we’re off, we’ll just meet again here before we have to go to that stupid play, okay? Good,” one of them said, not waiting for an answer, and then all three of them took off into the direction of a few stores, leaving you there slightly dumbfounded.

The guy who was part of the local group also turned to you, seemingly seeing you for the first time as he looked you up and down, his gaze turning somewhat hungry, like a starving man seeing his next meal. He was somewhat tall, but not taller than Xavier, his brown hair gelled back and his brown eyes cold when looking at the other members of your group, but what you really noticed was the scarf he was wearing, which had an interesting cow print in black and light blue. Usually you’d have been able to admit that he was relatively good looking - not your type, but definitely aesthetically pleasing - but something about the way he looked at you and the others made him seem entirely appalling in your eyes.

“Well, I’ll be off as well, but you pretty lady-“ he stepped closer to you, and you could feel the murderous energy around you, but neither Wednesday, nor Xavier did anything (yet), “-could come with me if you like. How about you show me just how freaky you Nevermore girls can get?”

“No, thank you, I’m not interested,” you sighed, now definitely also annoyed, and rolled your eyes. The guy shrugged and then turned around to leave.

With just the four of you left you all decided to go head to the cafe to enjoy some quality time without anyone else, but halfway there, Wednesday claimed that she needed to check something for an ongoing investigation and before you could ask which investigation since you hadn’t heard about any murders or similar recently, she was off, leaving the thing with you. The friendly hand happily sitting on your shoulder, mostly hidden by your scarf (given to you by Enid).

After a while of enjoying some hot drinks in the cafe, the three of you who were left over decided to go through some shops to see if you could find anything interesting and before you knew it, the time you had more or less agreed to meet with the cheerleaders with arrived and you waited for them at the spot they had left you at.

It only took five minutes for them to show up, but there still was no trace of the guy and Wednesday. You waited and waited, but when there was barely any time left to get back to their High school the cheerleaders suggested leaving and just hoping that the other two had already gone to the school. Slightly worried for Wednesday you agreed, believing in your hope that Wednesday was too sharp and honestly too petty to let anything happen to her.

You arrived at the assembly hall and sat down in your assigned seat, the one on your right still empty, and listened to the headmaster of Jericho high and headmistress Weems go on about how important the friendship between the two schools was, etc. etc. etc. It was honestly very boring so you were very happy when suddenly the seat on your right was filled and the thing climbed down your arm and towards Wednesday who was already grabbing your hand. You smiled at her, making a note of it to ask her where she had been later, and sent her a small air-kiss, when you noticed some red lint - probably from the red chairs you were sitting on - stuck to her collar, but before you could reach out to swipe it away, a scream echoed through the hall. Then more followed. Immediately you looked forward to where the play was about to start where the backdrop of the play had been started to be wheeled down, only to reveal a body hanging from the plastic tree, blood dripping from his opened neck, his opened wrists and who knows where else, slowly joining a puddle on the ground that had been hidden by the curtains before.

Panic started to rise, but the only thing you could focus on was the scarf still hanging around the victims neck. Black and light blue cow print. It was the guy, the guy who had hit on you. He was…dead.

For a second you were completely frozen, but then something compelled you to look to your side, more specifically at Wednesday’s collar. You had thought the red against the white was lint, but now you knew better. That was blood. Your eyes wandered from her neck to her face and there you found a satisfied smirk dancing on her lips.

A cold shiver went down your spine, your hand starting to sweat, but Wednesday didn’t let you let go, instead she grabbed you even tighter as she smiled at you.

She wouldn’t let anyone take what was hers after all…

[iloveaustinelvisandmannymore]

Hi love can you please write a male Wednesday whos obsessive and like his father towards reader

Not far from the tree

Pairing: Male Wednesday addams x reader.

Wednesday Addams, son of Gomez and Morticia Addams. A man who only felt joy if he ever had such emotion when he tortured the unfortunate souls he deemed worthy and who despised love, had fallen. You weren't Addams material, he observed, his empty, soulless eyes bored into you as you talked to your friends.

He didn't like them, he liked them dead for talking to his love. Elegant and graceful like normal, Wednesday walked up to you, the previous conversation was immediately stopped as your friends noticed him, his mere presence commanding silence. "My love. " he greeted plainly and grabbed your hand, his eyes boring into the leader of your friend group, almost daring them to speak up "I will be taking her. I hope you don't mind." Wednesday didn't give them time to reply as he stalked away, in dragging with you.

"Have I told you that I hate your friends?" He asked, his fingers tapping away on his old typewriter. "Plenty," you giggled, watching him affectionately from his bed. Wednesday was facing away from you, but you could see a hint of pink in his normally deadly pale cheeks. A comfortable silence settled between you two.

Wednesday despised the feeling of excitement or any other strong emotion, but seeing you so enthusiastic about the upcoming prom and all the fun things you could do together, he couldn't help but feel a tiny smile form on his lips. It made him almost happy to see you happy.

For you, Wednesday would do anything, even dressing up In a suit and tie that matched the color of your outfit, for your happiness Wednesday would do anything. He'd walk through hell, purgatory, and heaven just to see a smile on his Mi alma lips.

The plastic cup creaks under Wednesday's grip as he watches you dance with the leader of your little buddies, it was honestly pathetic that your friend called that dancing. Taking one last sip of the bland fruit punch, Wednesday sat his drink on the table and walked to you.

"May I cut in?" he asked, his coal-black eyes piercing into your friend's soul. "Uh, yeah, sure," they replied nervously before quickly making their way off the dance floor.

"You didn't have to scare them, you know," you giggled as you placed your hand on his shoulder and intertwined your fingers with his.

"How can I not?" he hummed, twirling you in a spin before dipping you.

"You're mine."

[snowywolf1005]

hi......I'm just a bit nervous to ask you this, is it okay if you can do yandere vinsmoke family x reader, and can you also add Sanji too? If your okay with that

But if your uncomfortable with that then it's okay for you to do yandere Luffy if that's okay with you, *sorry for sending this really late*

Sure, thing!

YANDERE VINSMOKE FAMILY X WEDNESDAY READER X SANJI

I'll do ichiji, niji, and yonji, if that okay.

Sanji brothers was obsessed with you. They couldn't even hold it, and they wanted to attract you.

ICHIJI

Like your outfit.

Try to impress you.

Ichiji hate when you with sanij.

Take you on dates.

Love how you dress.

Ichiji likes how you fight.

Ichiji can be very jealous.

Forces you to be his wife.

NIJI

A show off.

Bring you jewelry.

Make funny jokes that really mean that you don't like.

Make fun of sanji.

Try to touch you.

Like your mood.

He can be very jealous.

Kill someone for you.

Stalker.

A bully.

YONJI

Pervert.

Like to stalk you.

Like your moods.

He loves your fighting.

Kill someone if they get close to you.

Show off.

He wants you to be his wife.

Following where you go.

Very, very, jealous person.

Judge wants you to marry one of his sons so you can have powerful grandkids, but you only love sanji, and you hate sanji brothers.

They're so annoying.

[reareaotaku]

Yandere! Wednesday Addams Headcanons

She didn't like you when you both first met

Well, it's not that she didn't like you, but you were everything she was not

If you like her and want to be her friend, she will intentionally avoid you

It's the sadist in her that wants to see you struggle

She doesn't like the feelings you make her feel

It makes her feel weak and inferior. She is anything but-

You did eventually grew on her

She likes hearing you laugh, so she'll look up jokes to tell you, but she always butchers them, which only makes it more funny

She is cold hearted and is okay with watching you suffer, as long as she's the one who caused it

Though, if it's someone else who's causing you pain- Oh, she will not stand for it

She will cause them extreme pain

And boy, she will enjoy it

She lets you braid her hair and she'll braid yours

She lets you do her makeup, and although she doesn't like the makeup, she won't hurt your feelings. It's to bright for her liking, but it's fine, since you like it

She likes seeing you in her clothes, but she'll never say it out loud. She'll have a slight smirk and a glimmer in her eye, but it quickly disappears

She makes sure your parents like her. They see a completely different side of her, because she doesn't want to scare them off

If there's one thing she loves about you, it's that you're not scared of her. She doesn't have to be someone else around her. But, you also bring out this better side of her. A more caring side

She's not the best influence for you

Probably gets you into the goth scene and sneaking out to hang out

You know, that kind of thing

[fantasybabygirlslutsworld]

••• The Fire to His Ice •••

What if in a parallel universe, instead of taking a liking to Wednesday Addams, Xavier Thorpe got infatuated with another girl ?. A pure, innocent one in that .

Meet Juliette Blanchet, one of the purest outcast to exist in Nevermore.

For generations,her family had all been alumni Of Nevermore due to their ancestral Wiccan magic bloodline. They also have mutual friendship with the Addams due to Juliette's mother,Aurelia,being bestfriend of Morticia Addams from school .

Juliette is the youngest of the current Blanchet family with her three overprotective elder brothers. She is also considered precious due to her being the first female Blanchet in a century which made her family more protective of her.

So what happens when the innocent outcast catches the eyes of the Nevermore Prince whose infatuation took a darker turn.

Read "Fire to his Ice" to know how the innocent angel get caged to a monster hidden in sheep's clothing.

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@girl-of-multi-fandoms @immyowndefender @rosecentury @michelly09s

[fancyfeathers]

I am playing Morticia in the Addams Family musical and this line just screams yandere but in the most romantic way possible

Excuse me Gomez!?

[maryannecrimsworth]

Well... Wednesday can see him at a game that Nevermore is invited to cheer, and as she is fascinated by the violent game and even more in the quarterback, when the game is over she goes with Enid, Ajax and Eugene in the Weathervane and finds him without the helmet celebrating with his friends. Wednesday then begins to develop an obsession with the boy after following the sport and him in Jericho, she discovers that the boy is very popular in the city for being the son of the owner of the city bank and being a skilled quarterback, after starting to approach of him, Wednesday quickly considers his parasitic friends who don't deserve his time and call him to stupid parties and starts to get involved in everything he does (swimming, boxing with his father, cooking lessons...), except at school and at his home where Wednesday has access to cameras. He was already realizing that his friends didn't like Addams, but he didn't think it was that much, he changes his mind when he and his father travel to meet with a professional scout who wanted to meet him and didn't talk about it with Wednesday for be very sudden, and on his return on a rainy day the girl freaks out at him saying he was hers. The boy ends the friendship and leaves her talking to herself, little did he know that Wednesday wasn't kidding and continues to invade his life more aggressively, and makes a plan with Lurch and Thing to kidnap the player, taking him away from his friends and keeping him At Addams Mansion, Wednesday leaves all of Normie's technology in his house, just takes out his hidden cameras and bugs. Morticia, Gomez, Pugsley and Grandma are ecstatic about a new member of the family.

Não consegui mandar no privado, mas tá aí. Esqueci de traduzir tudo para português depois que você falou em português 😅

Seu desejo é uma ordem!

Part 2 / Part 3

Pairing: Yandere! Wednesday x Male football player! Reader

Request from @carlosgrimhildedevil101: if you're taking requests, I'd like you to make a Yandere! Wednesday Addams x male reader normie favorite football player in Jerico who is easily sociable but not naive and dumb.

Warnings: possessive behavior; toxic relationship; a bit of violence

You're an Addams

The band in your mouth was wet and frigid. The air you were trying so hard to breathe was thick, stinky, putrid. It was dark, cold, and your body trembled because of the terror ingrained in your spirit. The dread and chill that you knew only one person could cause. Only Addams.

"Welcome to the family, mi hijo," a deep voice disturbed your ears.

You tried to move, and the sound of swinging chains created a petulant chuckle among the room. 

You were trapped. Hungry. Wounded. The pain intensified as you tried to speak, and your tears fell to the cut on your face.

"How desperate." A melodious voice mumbled in the dark.

"Don't worry, Mother." Wednesday. "He'll surprise you."

You had no idea which had been the beginning of this.

X

You threw yourself into the throng of players in the center of the field. The screams of the players were drowned out by the booing of the fans, and countless pairs of elbows and fists hit your body as you made your way to the center of the crowd.

"Hey, hey!" you shouted, grabbing the first player in the yellow uniform you saw — your colleague was about to punch the defender of the rival team. "Are you crazy?" you pushed him away, pulling the yellow and purple teams, about to fight, apart with one rough motion. 

It was hard to force the running-back back to his side of the field: the boy was about to punch the opposing defender, and it wasn't the first time this had happened.

Even when the team was winning, someone always lost their head, and it was your job — the captain and quarterback — to prevent some player from going home with a black eye or a broken wrist.

Over time, you got good at it, and it only took a few words for the bickering boys to back off: "Weathervane, 5 minutes, on me." 

The game was already won — a few more defences and your team would already be celebrating. All it needed was five more minutes, and it would be over.

And in a blink of an eye, it was.

X

"Tell me again why they are fighting." Wednesday asked Enid, sitting next to her in the stands.

"The running back thinks it was a foul." Enid had to shout louder than the crowd to explain. "And the other team disagrees."

"Gracious." 

Wednesday's eyes glazed over with the premonition of a brawl in center field: after nearly an hour of watching the ball fly through the air as the young men bickered on the ground, one punch to start a riot between the teams would be the perfect ending to the match. 

The raucous commotion was already making its presence felt on the field when the audience began to boo — they should have been cheering, smiling just as Wednesday was, but, as usual, they didn't know how to appreciate what was appropriate. 

Until you came along.

Wednesday had noticed you before: the tall figure who set up the game like a maestro, throwing the ball and creating the plays that would lead your team to victory. The guide of the game, the strategist — the leader. 

It was clear from the way you moved that your actions were not as trivial as the others, but when, in a single thrust, you dismantled the mess in the center of the field, Wednesday understood. 

She understood why the crowd called out your name so loudly. 

She understood why you turned your head only to your players, and she understood why the muscles in your arm moved so clearly and distinctly from all the others. You were a ruler — and although you broke up the fight, she could see in your body how much you wanted to fight too.

Wednesday had to find out who was number "3" — who was you.

"That was...intense." Eugene stammered after opening the door of the cafeteria. "Nothing like what I expected."

"Total, dude." Ajax added, as dumbfounded as the other boy. "I didn't know bodies can bend like that!"

"I still can't believe you guys have never watched football before." Enid complained again. "And that wasn't even one of the great matches! Jericho has faced opponents far more challenging than this one."

Wednesday followed along behind them: her steady steps and silent figure scanning her surroundings while the rest of the group searched for a table at the Weathervane.  

The coffee shop was crowded: everyone went there to celebrate, including you. 

Addams noticed that the same arm that agilely distributed balls minutes ago was now raising a hot mug in a toast: the same features, the same mark left by the bracelet, the same muscles that now contracted much more softly. 

It was you, the number three.

"Wednesday?" Enid's voice didn't make her move her eyes from you. "Are you coming?" 

You moved away from the big group with difficulty: there were hands pulling you every which way, both female and male, but you made your way to the counter.

"No." she grunted to Enid and followed your steps.

"Please, ma'am, don't you dare." You smiled at a woman who surrounded you around the balcony. Leaning your body over to the attendant, you used your muscular figure to create a barrier between the staffer and the elder woman, with Wednesday standing slightly behind her. "Today is on me, the team deserves it."

"It's so noble that you're already working at such a young age, dear, but please." The woman insisted. "You saved my son from trouble again, let me pay."

"No, ma'am." Your smile was gentle, but your gaze was firm. "They are my friends, my team, I'll pay."

"But..." The lady looked away, her eyes full of concern reaching for her son. "He—"

"I'll keep an eye on him, don't worry." The staffer handed you back your card and you put your wallet away in your pocket. "Please go home, we'll be just fine." 

The woman raised her hand to caress your face.

"You're too good to be true, Y/N." And she finally stepped away from the counter, leaving you alone with Wednesday, further away, and the bartender, who was leaning toward you. He whispered something in your ear.

"Sure, sure." You replied, the gentle smile never leaving your lips. "Just give me a call." The barista, in fact, was a classmate: a classmate who needed help. And you were about to assure him that you would help him when a dark figure appeared in the corner of your eyes.

You finally turned to Wednesday, recognizing her presence;

"Hi." You smiled at her. "Can I help you?"

She turned her face to the barista immediately. "A quad." 

The worker walked away and you two were left alone.

"Interesting choice." You commented before sipping your own mug, the girl's intense eyes returning to you.  "I thought I was the only one who drank this around here."

"Few can take the bitterness."

"In general, few appreciate what should really be appreciated, don't they?" You raised an eyebrow in a mischievous expression.

"Always a philosopher, eh, Cap?" A boy pushed you against the balcony, breaking the gaze between you and Wednesday. "So deep and so dark!" He grabbed your arm and turned his face to the outcast in front of you. "Oh." He grunted. "The freak."

Wednesday remembered the boy: she had beaten him up in this very coffee shop, in Pilgrim World, and it was said that he was one of the boys who ruined the Rave’N dance with red paint. A brute, uncreative, and impulsive being. 

He could not be your friend.

"Stay away from her." He whispered before pulling you along. "Let's go."

"I'm coming later." you shifted and dodged until the boy steeped back. He cursed out loud while walking away from you and Wednesday.

Even with the smile still on your lips, there was a vein that surged in your neck: the invisible displeasure on your face. But it wasn’t invisible  for Wednesday: she saw how your eyes had changed after the boy had come closer — and how they sparkled again now that he was gone.  

In a silence that was visibly uncomfortable for you, but not for her, you scanned the cafeteria tables until you found the group accompanying her. 

It wasn't hard to recognize the outcasts, even without the Nevermore’s uniform.

Your eyes fell back to her as soon as her pale hands reached up to hold the cup lying on the counter beside you.

Before she could turn around, you asked:

"May I sit with you?"

She gave you a single nod.

X

It was an unusual friendship, your and Wednesday's. Unexpected — to others. 

To you, in fact, it was almost natural: Wednesday was an independent, quirky, brave being. You could talk to her about anything — literally anything — and she was a pleasant relief amidst all the high school drama. Homecoming king, team captain or not, the rumors and whispers that run through the high school hallways wear you down. You can deal with them, of course, but it was boring. Tedious. 

And, honestly, nothing was ever tedious in Nevermore: you found that out as soon as you sat next to Enid Sinclair and Ajax Petropolus. A female werewolf and a male type of Medusa who were also dating. They were flattered by your look of surprise and interest: all your questions were answered with great enthusiasm.

And there was Eugene. 

God, how you loved Eugene — a young beekeeper who could actually control his bees. How could anyone dare to raise a hand to him? You needed to talk to your teammates again.

And there was Wednesday. You weren't quite sure what she was — but she was very intelligent. You came away with five book and article recommendations every time you talked to her. It was fun, no matter what your colleagues from Jericho said.

They harassed, bullied and humiliated the students of Nevermore, the only difference was that Wednesday had stood up for herself. And she stood up for her friends.

Why were they so paranoid over her?

Well, it didn't matter. 

You kept meeting her.

You just didn't expect that she would be seeing you in an absolutely different way: you didn't know about the hand that snuck into your room every night, or the hidden cameras in every room of your house. Nor of the wire in your phone, or the shadow that accompanied you every time you left school with someone.

It was strange the accidents that started happening to your friends, but you blamed the slippery way back home. A grazed knee, a twisted ankle, a black eye — all could be caused by falling on the sidewalk. They were not caused by it, but you thought they were. 

After all, you had always slipped when reaching the first step of your driveway, and today was no different. You held on to the pillar, lifted your body to the door, and walked in with your shoes as damp as ever.

The grease that had accumulated on your hands and clothes only made your way to the bedroom more difficult: after spending the afternoon cooking, dirt had gotten under your fingernails, and the smell of a dirty kitchen had incorporated your clothes. 

You needed a shower and dry shoes, so that you could hide from the oncoming storm to Jericho.

Your hand was already holding the banister of the staircase to the second floor when your father's voice emerged from the living room.

"Y/N!" He came running up to you. "Change your clothes now, someone wants to see you."

"Who?"

"A university scout." Your father gasped, the blush of his cheeks increasing the intensity of his smile. "Come on, hurry up!" You ran to your room with a huge smile on your face.

X

You were gone. 

Wednesday couldn't find you anywhere: on the way to school, at Weathervane, at your work, at your house — she couldn't see you anywhere. 

Her cameras became useless, and your turned-off cell phone interrupted any transmission and location she could access. You were gone — and her body burned in a thousand hells as soon as she realized she couldn't find you.

With her mind overwhelmed by pulsations that even she failed to understand, the Addams made her way to your house. The heavy rain falling over the city didn't stop her footsteps from pounding against the concrete all the way to your room. 

She opened the back door of your house as she had done so many times before and walked up to your room: to your bed, to your smell, to where you should be. 

Wednesday took a deep breath after closing your bedroom door: your smell, a unique mix of sweat and parsley, mingled with the smell of rain, and the pain in her chest grew. Her mind imagined you beside her,  laying carefree in your bed — as you should be at this time of night – but you weren't there. 

You weren't there.

A sound came from downstairs and Wednesday rushed to the window immediately: it was almost two in the morning, and you were coming home now. 

Your father parked the car while you walked to the back garden. To the bench under the tree where you sat every time you needed to think. To where she liked to watch you the most, to see your features change as inaudible thoughts flashed through your mind.

You sat there with the biggest smile Wednesday had ever seen — as if you had done nothing wrong.

How could you be smiling like that?

"Where have you been?" Her voice cut through the stormy air like thunder, and you fell off the bench.

"Jesus Christ!" You stood up, trying to identify her figure among the darkness. "Wednesday, is that you?"

"Who else could it be?" Who else would see you at that time of night? The dumb cheerleader, the prom queen? Wednesday advanced towards you, her pale face shining with the raindrops all over her skin, reflecting the moonlight that shone brightly in the sky. "Where were you?"

"I-" You could see her eyes. They didn't look like hers — they were burning toward you, unmoving, totally fixed on you, utterly unlike anything you had ever seen. A shiver ran up your spine as Wednesday's breath touched your face. "Go back to school, it's late and–"

"TELL ME WHERE YOU WERE!" 

You stumbled backwards instantly.

"What's the matter with you?" you shouted back, fear and cold making you shiver. You were soaked, just like Wednesday, the early morning wind rattled your bones but none of it compared to what her gaze was doing to you. You could hear your own stomach turning in panic, "Wednesday, that's enough, go away."

"You left me." she roared. "You disappeared." you shook your head. "You did not tell me a single word."

"Hold on, I just had urgent matter and-"

"You're mine." Her voice resounded in your ears, shook your whole mind. "You cannot do anything like this, ever again."

"STOP!" you snapped, finally turning your back on her. "You've gone crazy! Get out of my house and—" Your voice was choked by a blow — a sudden pressure that ripped a sigh from your throat, interrupting your words.

There was a huge man in front of you: tall, pale, in a suit; he didn't even look alive.

"You are mine." Her voice sounded again in your mind as your vision became a blur. "You are an Addams."

@carlosgrimhildedevil101 @lucasm8 @dreifhraniquo29 @yasmimvarelattellat @hhavsjhs @decaffeinatedclodbagelweasel

@cursedchar (you like angst so...) @i984 (I WROTE THE REQUEST)

[tht0nesimp]

Y!wednesday X feisty!reader -headcanons

TW:kidnapping, live burial, torture, degrading, crying, mindbreak, corruption,dehumanization, murder, depressing themes, and others fitting the theme

You were always..bossier, then other people. So most people couldn't deal with your rather rude personality, but wednesday, wednesday wanted the rude and overall mean personality so she could break it

It bothered her when you would come crashing down the halls screaming at an innocent girl, but it also amused her watching you yell at the queen B”s at lunch

So she began to degrade you, she wasn't bossy, she was cruel.

And you still stood tall and fought back, but she could tell when she walked by your room and heard faint sniffling

She was breaking you

And one day when you were especially quiet she brought you over and confessed, she had grown to like you and wanted to be with you, but to ensure an answer she began to degrade once more “im the only person who could put up with you”

But she never expected that

“I have a partner..sorry”

Of course it just meant she got to get her hands a little dirty but it angered her that you thought someone else was worth your time

But it surprised her when you came crashing down the halls after your boyfriends death crying and screaming at her that she was a vile and cruel creature

“Calm down you crybaby”

This is only the beginning of her plan, and god she couldn't wait for her next step..

[zowylander]

Noir Addams 🖤

[ayten-is-living]

Ichirou, walking into Megami's room: *GASP*

Megami, wearing a princess dress: what's so great about being yourself, when you can be like everyone else?

Ichirou: do not speak to your father that way.

[iloveaustinelvisandmannymore]

"She's so beautiful, Mi alma." Wednesday muttered -for the first time ever- awed as he stared down at the little babe cradled safely in your arms. Little Blair Addams was a quiet baby, and there was no doubt she was the daughter of Wednesday, streaks of midnight hair and eyes black as coal. She barely cried when she came out.

"Would you like to hold her?" You asked softly, looking up at your husband, exhaustion bare on your face. Wednesday only nodes as he gently lifted his daughter from your arms, allowing you to give in to the tiredness of childbirth.

"il mio cuore, you only just arrived here and I will kill anyone who hurt you. You and your mother ruined me.." Wednesday whispered, his thumb ran over her cheek as she stared into his eyes. Blair cooed at his words as if she understood and a tiny smile on her little lips.

Life had gave him people he never knew he wanted and he would do anything to protect them. Anything.

Il mio cuore: my heart

Mi alma: my soul

[snowywolf1005]

NEW ONE PIECE HEADCANONS!!!

JOYBOY LUFFY X LUNALA READER

KOBY X PIRATE READER

SANJI X WEDNESDAY ADDAMS READER

SANJI X WEDNESDAY ADDAMS READER X VINSMOKE FAMILY

ASL X MOTHER READER

KID, LAW, AND LUFFY X READER

YANDERE ONE PIECE CHARACTER X READER

If you want any of these, just ask me!

[fantasy-cursedkrystal]

extra tags

FANDOMS I WAS IN/KNOW/LEFT

EPIC THE MUSICAL heather the musical six the musical mha solarballs fnaf undertale deltarune sans au dc batfam dsmp gravityfalls tmnt rottmnt lego monkie kid ena lego ninjago fnf murder drones cuphead batim batqftim journey to the west Minecraft country humans country balls Pokémon my little pony ever after high monster high little nightmares Mr. hopps playhouse both 1 and 2 sonic danganropa kyn/ demon slayer omori adventure time Wednesday addams family aphmau nimona danny phantom tinkerbell fundamental paper education rise of the guardians ok ko lets be heroes Percy Jackson the amazing digital circus helluva boss hazbin hotel Sofia the first school bus graveyard scooby doo gakuen babysitter attack on titan Stanly parables hello neighbor yandere simulator komi cant communicate I'm in love with the villainess death is the only ending for the villainess villainous eddsworld The baby concubine wants to live quietly Steven universe the loud house yandere simulator rise of the guardians school girls simulator baldies basics

[prompt-heaven]

the ultimate list of AUs, kinks and tropes to inspire you for kinktober 

some of these are darker in nature since that is fitting for the spooky season. 

AUs

academic / teacher / professor / tutor 

addams family

babysitter / nanny

bartender

biker

bodyguard

bonnie and clyde

bounty hunter

boxer 

camp counselor

circus / carnival

cult 

demon / angel

fairytale retelling

fantasy 

farmer

firefighter

guardian angel 

historical 

hybrid

mafia / mob 

magic 

maid / butler 

mechanic 

modern 

monster / mythology / supernatural

paranormal investigator 

pirate / mermaid

post-apocalyptic

priest

prison

rockstar 

royalty

serial killer

sex worker / porn / camgirl/boy / stripper 

slasher

soulmate

spy / secret agent

steampunk / cyber punk

sugar daddy

tattoo artist 

time travel

treasure hunter 

vampire

werewolf 

wild west

TROPES

a/b/o

against a wall 

age gap

amnesia / memory loss

anonymous sex

balcony sex

boss x employee 

brothers best friend / dad’s best friend (dbf)

car sex

cheating

clothed sex

comforting sex

coworkers to lovers

cursed / fuck or die / sex pollen

dark / soft!dark

enemies to lovers

exes to lovers

fake relationship

forbidden romance

friends to lovers

friends with benefits

game gone wrong

hate sex / make-up sex

huddle for warmth

just the tip

library sex

loss of virginity

mirror sex

neighbours to lovers 

only one bed

opposites attract

period sex

pool / hot tub sex

predator / prey

professor x student

public / semi-public sex

revenge sex

reverse harem

romantic sex

roommates to lovers

rough sex

seduction

sex in an alley

sex in exchange for a favour

sex while camping

shower / bath sex

stalker

stepcest

table sex

unrequited love

yandere

KINKS

aftercare

anal 

begging

being recorded / taking pictures

body worship

dom / sub / bondage / bdsm / shibari

breath play / choking

cheating

cockwarming

corruption kink 

costumes / uniforms

creampie / breeding / forced breeding

cuckolding

cum in panties

cumplay

cunnilingus / face sitting / rimming / blowjob / deep throating / gagging

dacryphillia

dirty talk / voice kink

double penetration / double penetration in one hole 

dry humping / thigh riding 

dubcon / noncon / cnc / drugging

dumbification

exhibitionism / voyeurism

fingering

fisting

flashing 

food play 

footjob 

forced orgasm

formal wear 

free use

glory hole

glove kink 

hand kink

handjob 

hole inspection

humiliation / degradation

hunter / prey

impact play / spanking / whipping / hair pulling / pain kink

jealousy / sharing / possessive

knife kink / gun kink

lingerie / stockings / socks

massage

masturbation / caught masturbating / mutual masturbation

medical kink

monsterfucking / tentacles

multiple orgasms

orgasm denial / overstimulation / edging

threesome / orgy / gangbang

partner swap 

pegging

piercings

pillow humping

praise kink 

premature ejaculation / cuming untouched

pussyjob

roleplay

role reversal

ruined orgasm / cuming without permission

sensory deprivation 

sexting / phone sex 

facial / swallowing / bukakke

size kink / size difference / belly bulge

skirt stays on

somnophilia / getting fucked to sleep

spit kink

squirting

stripping / lap dance

teasing 

temperature play

thigh fucking

throat training

titty fucking

toys / object insertion 

OTHER PROMPTS

a ritual gone wrong 

a string of unexplained deaths

a summer fling gone horrible wrong, or right

alian abduction 

art come to life

basement wife 

being paralysed 

blackmail 

caught trespassing on private property

college party gone wrong

crazy ex

curiosity killed the cat

fate worse than death

final girl

getting stranded in a little town that’s not as wholesome as it seems

ghostface

halloween party

haunted house / abandoned house 

haunted object 

hitch-hiking gone wrong

hot neighbour that has an obsession with you

i was sent here to assassinate you but now i think i might be in love with you

Items moving and/or going missing

i’ll find you in every universe / century

kidnapping

lost in a maze

mad scientist 

magical healing 

marriage / wedding / arranged marriage/ forced marriage 

mind control / telepathy

mirrors playing tricks on the mind

oh, you had a long day? use me as your personal sex toy in order to unwind

oops, i summoned a demon 

oops, i’m dating a serial killer

playing games (like seven minutes in heaven, spin the bottle, hide and seek, etc.) but they have a slutty/dark twist to them

possession (ghost or demon)

power outage

ritual / sacrifice / blood magic

road trip

secret room

serial killers fucking in front of hostages

stalker landlord

stalker wearing the same costume as your partner 

stockholm syndrome

the return of a villain thought dead

torture

toxic frat boy

waking up from strange dreams and seeing bruises and marks on your skin that correspond exactly with the dream you just woke from

we’re the last people on the planet and you will be mine

you wake up strapped to a table just as a fuck machine is turned on

[animeyanderelover]

May or may not write in the next few days also some poly!relationship with Morticia and Gomez Addams (as portrayed in the two movies in the early 90s). For now I would like to try my skills with my currently other hyperfixation. We're talking about the Wolverine version as portrayed in the first 3 X-Men movies.

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, stalking, overprotective behavior, death

Wolverine Hc's

The situation would be quite difficult and most definitely unexpected for Logan. He has spent years just aimlessly wandering around with no clear recollection of who he is and how he came to be, spent years just getting by somehow before Professor Charles and the X-Men offered him the closest thing to a family he has had since he came to be. He's loyal yet still sees himself as a loner who prefers keeping to himself. He's very conscious of his own feelings above anything else and even though he's known for his short temper and crude attitude he is by no means a bad person which is why he tries to put some distance between the two of you, fully aware that you shouldn't associate with him. At that point it is most likely too late already. For Logan to get so attached to you to the point of obsession it's likely that the two of you have known each other for a while now and that you've opened his heart up without even being aware of it. You've essentially just gained yourself a guard dog who will take any physical harm for you all too gladly.

Whilst Logan can be very possessive, especially in an established relationship, above all he is very protective. He spends most of his days just watching you from a distance, usually able to track you down by scent and sound alone. Normally his days do not require him to be overly busy unless Professor Charles needs something from him so he has a lot of time on his hands which he gladly devotes to you. All too often you have him always a few feet away from him, watching over you and willing to interfere as soon as anything or anyone should pose a threat to you. As someone who doesn't like when his own freedom is limited Logan at least gives it a try to not be too protective yet the fact that his senses are so much keener do not make this task easier. Never think that he isn't good in noticing your current mood. He hears it when your heart starts racing and his elevated sense of smell makes him very sensitive to changes in your body odor as he's able to detect the chemical changes when your emotions change. This plays a role in how he reacts and if his darling is highly emotional or on a more anxious Logan will be naturally more protective.

Your existence is a blessing as much as it is a curse for him simply because you make Logan aware just how painfully lonely he feels now that he has started yearning for you. You make him miserable in more than one way. Somehow he makes the situation even worse for himself though whilst being your devoted watchdog from the shadows. He's usually there when you spend time with friends or family outside, observing from a safe distance all whilst feeling a strange sensation tugging at his heartstrings, a strange sensation edging between warm comfort and cold loneliness. He'd like to be by your side too but knows that there are things he still has to work on. Jealousy is one of a few emotions that tends to make you aware that there is in fact a man following you around and the first time you hear that guttural growl from behind you you believe for a short moment that a beast is standing right behind you. One may call him too protective but he isn't irrational when he's jealous for neither his nose nor his ears lie to him. He knows exactly when you feel attracted to someone or vice versa.

People have insulted him more than once as being no better than an animal, a beast with no mind of his own. That is not true as Logan doesn't blindly attack people but killing others he will do if it guarantees your safety. There's a difference between arrogant stupidity that some may put up for show and the genuine bloodlust , the will that it takes to kill someone and Logan is able to tell the difference which often spares idiots their life as a few simple threats with his adamantium claws are more than sufficient enough to have grown men running away like little kids. Anyone who really comes for your life though will be met with the beast he has been called he is. Logan is fully prepared to murder anyone who would even dare try to lay a finger on you and his regenerative abilities tend to make him very reckless, fully prepared to use his own body as a shield and endure all injuries if it means that there isn't a single scratch on you. The one mistake someone could make though is triggering him to go berserk by hurting you, leaving him attacking and hurting anyone around him blindly, his mind clouded in red rage as he tears through blood and flesh.

In all the years since he has awoken without any memories of his previous life he has never been able to settle down once as a unease deeply rooted within his soul kept him moving from place to place, too restless to ever allow himself to sit still for even a moment. He has no place where he could keep you and Logan knows that yet strangely enough the longer he starts spending time near you the more he feels a previously unfamiliar ease washing over him, one that motivates him to give a permanent stay in a place a chance, something that previously used to be unimaginable for him. Even if he were to actually take that step and buy a small house he would still refrain himself from kidnapping you unless his trauma that lays dormant somewhere in his mind would resurface when he has to witness the heart-shattering situation of almost losing you, a vice on his mind that would taunt him forever that you almost lost your life because he couldn't protect you. The guilt will most likely only serve as an additional shackle around his soul yet his paranoia would ultimately outweight his guilt.

You may fall in the same trap as others do when they initially lay eyes upon the wild-looking man. Whilst Logan is gruff, crude and quite aggressive at times he is not only that. He's more but that is a side he only reserves for the people he trusts and you figure out that there is far more beneath his hardened surface. He's kind, he's loyal, surprisingly gentle and downright flirty once you get to know him better. He's usually careful with his touches, aware that his grip may hurt you more due to the adamantium that coats all of his bones. Your scent usually manages to calm him as soon as he gets a whiff of it unless it would be tinged with distress in which case his own emotions would quickly start stirring up with worry. There are still occasionally moments where he appears more uncertain and hesitant, moments where he questions just how much he should indulge in all of this and to a degree even how much he deserves it. At that point he's already aware that it is far too late to recover though as he'd leave half of his heart with you if he were to distance himself from you now, doomed to always live only half the life he could have if he were to have you.

[inklore]

🩸 — 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍!

since the spooky season is fast approaching, and as a little kinktober appetizer, @psychedelic-ink and i have decided to do a little writing challenge to get us all excited and in the mood to be gripping the sheets from the spooky thrills of course.

and to keep this fun we have given you many many options! we have compiled a twelve day prompts list you can go by, or if that's not your thing we have listed twenty three different pick and choose options to create whatever kind of fic you want, even if you want to do half the days daily prompts but switch out this prompt dialogue for that au or trope or kink, you can literally do whatever your heart desires!

THE RULES.

the challenge will go on from the 19th - 30th of this month. you can do as many or as little amount of days as you choose.

any fandoms are welcome, literally any characters, ships, but please no rpf.

no minors should be interacting with let alone posting for this challenge.

dark content, light content, dubcon/noncon, is all welcomed but please tag everything accordingly. grooming, underage, and incest however are not allowed.

there are no word limits but please use that readmore.

tag #hauntedhoedown so we can read and reblog your work!

DAY ONE: taboo au + "i'll be your dirty little secret, if that's what you're into."

DAY TWO: murder plot au (lets kill this person together) + "crawl to me"

DAY THREE: inspired by your favorite lana del rey song (if not a lana fan then any fav song of yours) + stalker / yandere au or love triangle gone wrong

DAY FOUR: artificial intelligence au + "here, you are. you tiny thing."

DAY FIVE: gothic au + “worship me. until i tell you to stop.” + a masquerade au or a good ol' priest au

DAY SIX: animal shapeshifter au + "he's a monster" + "he's perfect"

DAY SEVEN: stranded au or slasher / summer camp au + sex in the woods or somewhere public (added bonus if it includes knife, blood, hunter x prey kink)

DAY EIGHT: cosmic horror au + "you're a fucking nightmare. kiss me."

DAY NINE: “do you like it when i bleed for you?” + the toxic exes trope or cult au

DAY TEN: zombie apocalypse au + "every moment might be our last, let's make the most of it."

DAY ELEVEN: black swan au or inspired by your fav psychological thriller + “they die for love, you kill for it.”

DAY TWELVE: vampire court au + "forever isn't long enough for me to forgive you."

if following the above isn't your thing and you want to pick and choose yourself that's great! we also highly rec this random generator if you wanna live life by the edge, each category has 23 options to pick and choose from so customize the generator accordingly!

AUs:

steampunk / cyber punk

fairytale retelling

revenge

mythology / monster

virtual reality

gothic

taboo (see great options here)

slasher

game gone wrong

witchcraft

addams family

bonnie and clyde

spy / secret agent

assassins

x-files

circus / carnival

hitch hiking

basement wife

time travel

urban legend(s)

american horror story inspired

vampire / supernatural

pirate / mermaid

DIALOGUE PROMPTS:

"do you like when i touch you like this? i can keep going if you want me to."

"i can see how badly you want this, so i'm going to make sure you get it." 

“this fear you feel? it won't last.”

“you are mine, whether you agree or not.”

“why do you keep following me?”

"i can't stop thinking about how perfect we would be together."

"you're not actually scared are you? of me?"

"i'm so close, can you feel it?"

"tell me what you want me to do and i'll do it, no matter the cost."

"you're like a sickness, a disease, and the only way for me to be cured of you is to let you completely consume me until my body has no fight left."

"i want to see you bleed."

"they're dead...because of you."

“i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you.”

“everything i've done.. every horrible atrocity, it's been for you.”

"it's just a little blood."

“don't you know how sick with love i am for you?”

“i would burn the world for you.”

"this is so fucked up." "you like it."

"finders keepers."

"what's your favorite scary movie?"

"tell me you want me back. tell me i'm forgiven."

"you're a monster." "that's never stopped you before."

"i've killed for you, who else can say that?"

TROPES:

mob / mafia

soft!dark

dubcon / noncon

soulmate / fated mates

mind control / telepathy

cheating

final girl

once is not enough

haunted manor

dark academia

enemies to lovers

haunted object

vengeful ghost

coven

ritual / sacrifice / blood magic

unrequited love

creation / creator vs monster

'i'll find you in every universe / century'

reverse harem

cursed / fuck or die

curiosity killed the cat

theatre phantom

fate worse than death

KINKS:

biting

corruption / authoritarian

somnophilia

begging

dacryphilia

breath play

knife play / blood play

jealousy / sharing / possessive

aphrodisiacs

hunter / prey

humiliation / degradation

mirror sex

deprivation / immobilized / bondage

costume

size

orgasm denial / overstimulation / edging

body worship

shotgunning / swallowing / facial

gagging

torture / surrender

hate sex / make up sex / phone sex

magical healing [redacted]

soft!dom / pleasure!dom

ETC PROMPTS:

a summer fling gone horrible wrong, or right

1970s porno filming (turned into a blood bath)

touch her and die except who the hell are you and why are you obsessed with me?

a trip to the circus (or carnival) ends with you stuck there...forever

you just inherited this creepy mansion where people where murdered what could go wrong?

a ritual gone wrong and now i'm bound to a demon

if 'this person' ever found out about this they would kill both of us (literally)

oh no i'm dating the town serial killer

passionate professor tells me to prove my devotion to the craft / class by doing something insane

we're the last people on the planet and you will be mine

daydreaming about being with you is better than actually being with you because i missed all the red flags and now it's too late

i got casted out of my world and ended up wounded and bloodied in your backyard, convince me why i shouldn't destroy your world out of anger

vampire has a taste for specific blood and looks like you have it

the creepy neighbor is too hot to be insane, right?

i keep seeing them in my dreams and i wake up with bruises and marks on my skin, it's definitely just wild dreams, right?

loving you is easier than hating you

got stranded in some little town that seems so cute, until night hits

'this person' ordered me to kill you but i actually think i'm in love with you

my lover is wearing the same costume as you and i can't tell the difference but i'm pretty sure it's them i'm fucking in this closet...pretty sure

confessing to a murder via a silly little ghost story around a campfire (but someone reads through the lies)

how far would you go for love? for the one you love?

in a past life you were the cause of my death so i'm here to exact revenge now that i've found you

we're at a fun little horror movie reenactment except people are really dying

we tried to make this writing challenge as fun and very 'choose your own adventure-like' as much as possible because we know how hard it is to stay motivated when doing these things.

so please feel free to use any and all of the prompts, tropes, kinks, etc as you wish. we're just super excited to see what ya'll come up with!!

so good luck and stay slutty spooky <3