#rowan laslow fluff

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rowan laslow 🕴🏻🔪 me want rowan

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warnings; not proofread, smut ( p in v ), kissing, teasing, rowan abuses his telekinesis powers, reader can read minds, fluffy aftercare

you were fairly new to nevermore, so you didn't know many people, except for yoko your roommate, and enid. and then by extension wednesday. and although classes kept you busy, and yoko and enids persistent social activities took up much time as well, you still had time to think about the rowan laslow. rowan laslow who you almost felt was a ghost. he was barely in class, and when he was he always was at the very back of the room, obscured from your vision.

yoko had invited you to join the nightshades, a highly coveted invitation. and you must admit, your eagerness to join the group was only heightened when you discovered rowan was apart of it. rowan didn't talk much during meetings, opting to sit in a corner, flicking through one of the many books in the library, and just listen. the only person who he seemed to talk to was wednesday. so of course, you pestered her about him.

"what's rowan like?"

"i'm unsure."

"your friends with him!"

"am i?"

this didn't really go very far, so you had take it upon yourself to make an extra special effort to get to know him. he was quiet, obviously smart, brown hair swept in a side part, thick rimmed glasses, about an inch taller then you, and you were quite tall. you weren't very sure when the curiosity turned into blind attraction, maybe it was when you were observing him in a nightshades meeting, as he walked laps around the room looking for a book. his hand swept along the shelf, long fingers tracing the spine of books in a way that made you shiver. or maybe it was his little habit of biting his lip whilst he was concentrating in class. you stared at him quite a bit in class, to the point you were surprised he hadn't caught you.

all of this came to a head, when you were called for an emergency nightshades meeting. you decided to go a little early, browse the shelves. and it seems someone else had the same idea was you, because when you walked in rowan was already there. sitting in his usual corner, book in hand.

"hey." you said, waving awkwardly.

rowan didn't jump at you presence, he didn't even look up. he just replied a curt, hello, and re-focused on his book. you frowned, not expecting him to be rude.

"what are you reading?" you asked, walking over to him and dropping your bag to the floor.

"nothing."

"your clearly reading something.." you pestered, and it was then that the book simply lifted itself off his lap and flew back to its position on the shelf.

he looked up at you smiling, "am i reading something?"

you laughed, deciding that rowan wasn't rude, perhaps just a little awkward.

"i'm y/n." you say, extending a hand, then immediately pulling it back in, thinking better of shaking his hand.

rowan laughs, a light and breathy sound, before extending his hand out to you. you smile down at it, before shaking it firmly.

"i'm rowan, charmed to meet you." he says, a joking air to the statement, he was continuing with the old timey-joke.

and you laughed, leaning against the wall next to him and sliding down. rowan sat above you, looking down.

"your new?" he questioned, and you nodded.

"whats your.. power?" he asked, shrugging at the choice of word.

"i can read minds." you said, simply.

and it was then that rowan freaked out a little, sitting up straighter and brushing his hair away from his forehead. his hand came up to loosen his tie, in an action that had you a little flustered.

"like can you tell what i'm thinking?" he asked, nervous for your answer.

"no, i'm not really good at any random peoples thoughts, but if i touched you, i would know." you answered.

rowan relaxed a little.

"when i shook your hand?" he asked.

"nope.. too short of contact." you replied, and he nodded.

"where as if i.." you reached up, placing a hand on rowans upper arm, clutching it softy. rowans eyes flitted down to your hand, gulping at the contact, and trying to keep his thoughts pure.

you closed your eyes, focusing.

"shes touching me.. god rowan think of something else. what were you reading in that book? you can't remember can you because she walked in. think positive.. i wonder if she can tell what i'm thinking now?" you smiled softly to yourself.

rowan observed your reaction.

"she's smiling.. why is she smiling? shes really pretty, wait no stop! look away."

your breath catches in your throat. and you grip his forearm a little stronger, unknowingly propping up your tits in the shirt your wearing.

"shit.. look away.. no don't look, god she looks good in that top. why does this have to happen? surely she can't tell what i'm thinking.."

you pull your hand away suddenly, surprising rowan.

"uhh.." you say, standing up quickly. rowan does the same, standing in front of you.

"listen- i well-" he begins, and is then cut off by the sound of footsteps.

"y/n!" enid cheers, running forward to give you a small hug.

"hey." you say, forcing your eyes away from rowan.

the rest of the nightshades filter in, grabbing chairs and placing them in the circle. for the first time, rowan moves his chair in, and directly opposite you. he holds eye contact as he does so, in a way that makes you feel hot, eventually having to move your eyes away from him.

bianca begins talking, but you can't focus, because rowan is staring directly at you. and you look at him quickly, taking in his spread out legs, and relaxed posture as he leans against the chair frame. its a position that he you thinking all kinds of things you shouldn't, and has your thighs squeezing together, something rowan takes notice to. and then you feel it, a slight shiver that runs down your left thigh. your mouth widens a little, looking up at rowan, who is full on smirking at you. his hand his slinging off when chair, but his hand moves, and you feel that invisible trail run up your other thigh.

you shuffle in your chair, heart pounding. and then rowans trailing up both your thighs, getting further to the soft skin of the inside of your thighs. it has you shivering in your jeans.

"you cold?" yoko asks, leaning over to whisper in your ear.

"p-perfectly fine." you say, crossing your arms, and pressing your thighs together for some relief.

yoko gives you an odd look, before turning back to focus on the debate between wednesday and bianca.

the invisible hand stops, and you breath out, hoping for a break, but a tickle runs along the the underside of your boob, and you gasp, surprised. the invisible lean circles your chest, brushing closer to your hard nipples. yoko shoots you another strange look. nudging enid.

"y/n? everything good?" enid now asks, catching the attention of the group.

and you turn to answer, but then rowans swiping along your nipples, and then theres another trail that runs along your thighs at the same time. and you gasp, clutching your chest quickly.

"yes, y/n are you alright?" rowan perks up from the other side of the circle, a small smirk on his face. and you glare at him, after all your strange behavior was his fault.

"do you want to go back to the dorms?" yoko asks.

"i can take you-" enid offers, but shes soon cut off by rowan.

"i'll take her." he says quickly, getting up. and your pulled off your chair, rowans hand on your waist, walking up the stairs, strange looks following you.

once your out of the room, the secret door securely closed, rowan has you pressed against the wall, his hands still on your waist. your chest is heaving, and wetness has pooled in your underwear. you feel overwhelmed, and rowans face so close to yours doesn't help.

"how are you feeling, sweetheart?" he asks, and your brain momentarily short-circuits at the nickname.

"i-" you stutter out.

and rowan leans closer to your face, a smile still planted on his face.

"do you want me to.." he trails off, eyes falling to your lips.

"god yes." you murmur, hands pulling at his shirt, until hes impossibly close to you.

and his lips are on yours, and he doesn't even wait before his tongue is gliding along yours. his hands fall from your waist to your hips, pulling you against him. and you can hear his thoughts, so loud there almost screaming at you.

and he's thinking about how good this kiss is, and how he wants you, now. and he thinks he can maybe take you right now against this wall, but then anyone could walk past, not to mention the nightshades. and then hes thinking about how your tits are pressed against his chest, and how your hips are grinding against his.

and your flooded by his thoughts, your thoughts, the overwhelming attraction. and you squeeze your eyes tightly, trying to turn it off, wanting to be able to think.

you break contact, leaning back as his thoughts disappear from your mind.

"my dorm?" he whispers, hands still on your hips and face only centimeters from yours.

you nod and then your rushing to his dorm, stealing short kisses as you climb the stairs, and then your stopping altogether and rowans got you pressed against the wall next to the stairs, again. and he's kissing you with such intensity that you feel dizzy.

the kiss is broken and rowans holding your hand, as he guides you the rest of the way to his dorm. as soon as the door is closed clothes are being thrown off in a flurry, eyes raking across each others bodies. rowans kissing you again as he pulls you over to the bed, falling back down. your on top of him, and you instinctively straddle him, grinding down. rowan groans out at the pleasure. you've only got your panties and bra on, rowan only in his boxers.

and he breaks the kiss, to trail his hands from your hips up to the sides of your bra, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake. his hand comes up to unclip in, revealing your breasts. rowan can't help but moan at the sight, hands palming them lightly. his real thumb trails along your nipples, and you throw your head back at the feeling.

he continues to palm your boobs as he leans up, placing kisses along your neck, something that will surely leave a hickey. you pull away, slipping down until your off him. you tilt your head at him, smirk playing on your lips as you snap the band of his boxers. he watches, eyes wide and pupils blown. you pull them down slowly, eyes also widening as his hard dick slaps against his stomach. your fingers trace along his happy trail, right to the base of his cock, an action that has him panting. your thumb teases over the head of his cock. rowans loosing it, the pleasure too much. your sit up, raising your hips so you can take you panties off. shuffling forward again you hover above him. rowan watches as you sink down onto him, moans leaving both of your mouths as you bottom out.

"holy shit.." rowan mumbles, and your thinking just that as you start to move your hips.

rowan hips thrust up into you, and you moan out his name. leaning down to kiss him once again, you set a rhythm. rowan can't seem to decide where to touch you, his hands are on your hips, your boobs, your waist, your cheeks and you smile at his eagerness. and then finally his hand trails down further then your waist, towards your clit.

"rowan.." you pant as he presses his thumb against your clit, circling lightly.

your rhythm has been broken, your movements erratic as pleasure clouds your brain. rowans groaning belief you, as you clench around him.

"so, so good baby." he says, kissing along your collar bone to leave more hickeys in his wake.

your so close, and you can tell rowan is too. your hand comes up to pull at his hair, something that his him practically crying out, hips stuttering against yours. and you do it again, and rowans moaning out as he finishes inside you.

his hand continues to work against your clit, and then your cumming too, head thrown back and vision blackening as you cry out rowans name. you fall down onto his chest, and his arms wrap around you, both your chests heaving as you come down from your high.

a kiss is planted on your forehead, as rowan slowly moves you off him. your tired, body exhausted from your efforts. rowans up and getting a towel to clean you up, and one of his shirts to cover your body. and then hes back in bed, allowing you to cuddle up to his side. his arms wrap around you, pulling you closer, and kissing you one last time before you fall asleep.

[mmoonpies]

Request for Rowan having such a big crush on reader and literally every single person in the entire school and town knows except her.

ahh this is basically a lot of rambling, but i really wanted to write something fluffy. so thank you for requesting! i hope you enjoy <3

rowan laslow, in one word, was a wallflower. he stayed close to the walls, keeping his distance from the crowds and isolating himself from them when needed.

despite how much he kept his distance, you were the one thing to keep his attention. as if you were a light guiding him, rowan wanted nothing more than to wrap his fingers around you and hold him close to his chest and claim you as his own.

you, in one word, were lovely. brown hue's followed your every move as your eyes brightened, a smile forming on your lips while your fingers delicately spread to wave at xavier. your other hand was wrapped around a cardboard to-go cup, clearly from the weathervane.

rowan could only watch through the rim of his glasses as your weight shifted between your feet, arms slightly swinging as you walked closer towards xavier.

at this moment, rowan disappeared, nervous and skitterish as he walks back towards his next classroom with his heart racing within in his chest. he can faintly hear your voice as you begin to talk with xavier.

"come on, be serious," you rolled your eyes at xavier's insinuation, shoving him as he lets out a small laugh. "you're telling me that, rowan laslow, the 'outcast of outcasts' likes me? you're sick, xavier."

"what do you mean?! i'm 100% serious right now." xavier declares in response, rolling his eyes as you scoff and shake your head. "you're the idiot for not seeing it when literally everyone else knows."

you simply shoot up your middle finger in response as you turn your head away from him, a small playful smile playing on your lips. xavier simply shoves you before flipping you off as well, walking away from you onto his next class.

your head is almost reeling as xavier's voice plays in the back of your mind. you roll your eyes as you realise how ridiculous he sounds, clearly wanting to pull a prank on you - it's just who he is.

you walk into your class as you break away from your thoughts, briefly glancing at rowan sitting in the front row, already organised and prepared before the second bell even rings. your lips curl into an amused smile as you walk past him, not noticing the way his eyes follow you until you sit down at your allocated desk.

as soon as you sit down and rowan's eyes peel away from you, you angle your body slightly towards him. you know it's only xavier practically 'manipulating' you to think about rowan, yet you rest your cheek on your fist and look over at him.

you almost felt infatuated by the sight of him; it's only now that you realise how pretty rowan truly is. his features were soft yet defined, the childish nerdy-like personality hidden by the striking features displayed on his face.

the light shining through the glass panes forming the greenhouse you're seated in reflects off the black and gold patterns embedded into the frame of his glasses. the turtle-like pattern faintly reflects onto the back of his hand as it rests on the desk.

the bridge of his glasses rested against the protruding bridge of his nose, slowly but surely slipping as he keeps his head down. his skin resembles a milky colour, decorated with brown moles that are evenly scattered across his arms.

his hair is neatly threaded in an even side part, yet, a few strands of hair drop past the middle of his forehead. you can see the hesitance built up within his body gather in his fingertips as his eyes gently flicker across his desk, finally sensing someone's eyes on him.

you quickly look away as he finally turns his head towards you before turning back the other way once he realised you weren't looking at him. your eyes smoothly glide back over to him, having him pique your curiosity. his cheeks are now simmering with the faintest shade of pink, his face almost hidden from your view as he hides his cheeks with his palms.

you don't give it a second thought, turning away from him.

the smell of roasting coffee beans brought you comfort as you sit in a booth with enid, half-mindlessly listening to her ramble on about something. your eyes wander over to where tyler stands behind the counter, foaming milk and watching the thermometer carefully.

"how's it going with rowan?" enid suddenly inquires, almost making you choke on your spit, looking at her with an incredulous look. "what? did i say something wrong?"

you shake your head before pulling back, picking the cup back up in your hands and taking a sip. you silently wait for her to elaborate, watching as she hesitates before speaking slowly.

"you know...rowan likes you and literally everyone else knows..." she waits for you to confirm but you only shake your head and shrug. "do you seriously not know?"

as soon as enid's sentence trails off, tyler walks over, two mugs in his hands. you quietly thank him as he places the drinks down, offering you a generous smile.

"hey tyler, rowan likes y/n, right?" enid asks, giving you a mischievous yet smug look. you roll your eyes, grasping the cup and feeling comfort wash over you from the radiating heat cradled between the palms of your hands.

"yeah of course," tyler agrees, shrugging while slightly shaking his head as if she was dumb. "he's started to come in and order what you usually do, i assumed you guys were... y'know."

you stare up at tyler with disbelief, switching between enid and tyler with your mouth open. you shake your head and place your cup back down, accusingly pointing at the two of them.

"stop. i know you two are lying because of xavier, right?"

enid lays her palms across the table, the dull thud of the impact making you look around before focusing back on her. you slightly pull your head back at her intense glare, hunching your shoulders as she points a finger at you. tyler raises his eyebrows before taking a step back, raising his arms in a defensive manner.

"are you insane? literally, everyone knows but you!" she exclaims, looking at you as if you were crazy. "well, man up and go ask him!"

"no!" you exclaim back at her, looking back at her as if she were the one who was crazy. "are you insane?! I've never talked to that man in my life."

"so you don't like him?"

"i didn't say that," you mumble, crossing your arms and leaning back in the booth with a heavy sigh. enid just smiles knowingly and takes a sip of her own drink.

"exactly."

"fuck you."

you slide out of the booth and grab your cup, beckoning for enid to leave with you. irritation runs thick at enid's smug and knowing smile as she stands up beside you and giggles, making you roll your eyes once more. you keep your head down as you walk towards the exit, finally considering the possibility that what they were telling you was true.

but, how could he? you'd never held a conversation with him, only offering simple words or questions. he had never even said you're own name to you; even if he did have a crush on you, it would probably be superficial, his perspective on you made up and far apart from the real you.

the wind in your chest is almost knocked out of you as your body slams against something or someone, a burning heat flushing over your hands and arms as your body recoils back.

you finally raise your head, eyes wide as you come face to face with rowan laslow, standing there dripping with your drink. his arms are bent at the elbow, held out to the side of his body as he keeps his head down, looking down at his chest where your drink had splashed against him.

"oh my god," you whisper before frantically racing over to grab napkins from the table next to you. "oh my god, i'm so sorry rowan oh my, are you okay?!"

enid helps you by grabbing napkins, and feeding them to you as rowan can only silently watch everything go down. his mouth keeps opening and closing as your hands run over his body, dabbing the napkins against the already staining beverage.

you stand back up and look at him, eyebrows furrowed upwards as worry creases over your face, eyes scanning his own face. his cheeks are flushed red as he stares at you, yet, you brush it off as embarrassment.

"rowan, are you okay? i didn't hurt you, did i?" the worry in your voice and on your face makes his chest swell, knowing that it's for him. "rowan?"

"um, yeah," he mumbles, still staring at you as if you weren't real. "yeah! yeah, I'm okay."

you take a step back, resting the back of your hand against your forehead as you sigh. the stain on his clothes just is not going away, seeping further into the material as it dries.

"fuck rowan, i'm so sorry," you desperately apologise, staring down at the ruined and wet napkins in your hands. "it's not coming out - shit!."

"it's okay," rowan senses your distress, wiping his hands on his pants and smiling at you. "it'll come out when i wash them, it's okay!"

you close your eyes, almost feeling like you want to cry from guilt. you pinch the bridge of your nose and shake your head before sighing and throwing the napkins out. enid pats your shoulder comfortingly, whispering 'it's okay' before throwing out the rest of the napkins.

"can i make it up to you? um, we can go back to my dorm and clean your shirt up, i feel really bad. i'm so sorry, rowan." rowan lets out a small chuckle and you swear it's the prettiest laugh you've ever heard.

"yes! rowan, you're coming with us to y/n's dorm," enid immediately butts in before rowan can even begin to think of formulating a response. "come on!"

rowan's in disbelief; unable to even process what was happening as he stands in your dorm room. enid had recently left because she "had things to do," leaving you and rowan alone in your room.

rowan peels off his hoodie to your request, his shirt trailing up below his waistline. you try to not stare at the exposed skin, cheeks warming at the sight before you quickly avert your eyes. rowan awkwardly hands over his hoodie, watching you dump it in the water-filled sink, leaving it to soak.

"i know you're probably sick of hearing me say it, but i truly am sorry," you repeat once more as you beckon for him to sit above your closed toilet, wetting a washcloth. "i should've been looking and-"

"forgive me for interrupting, but, y/n, i promise it's fine," he quietly comforts you, despite feeling awkward sitting in your bathroom. you offer him a gentle smile before gripping his wrist so softly it makes his skin tingle.

you slide the cool washcloth over his arm, soothing the pink skin. you both bask in the quiet as you care for him, alleviating the burning sensation over his arm. the moment is tender; cheeks warm as your eyes constantly search for the others, yet, they tentatively drop back down to the floor once they meet.

you drop his arm before holding the other in your hand once more, running the washcloth over it. you're both in an almost dissociative state, hardly unable to gather your thoughts as the other sits in your company. the one sentence you both unknowingly share is:

what a weird first interaction.

once you're sure his skin has calmed down, you press a gentle fingertip to the tender skin, carefully studying his expression as you search for even a glimpse of pain. yet, his face is calm, held with such content that it makes your chest swell with warmth.

his eyes flicker over to yours at the first indication of you staring, holding your gaze. you let your fingertips glide back down his arm, landing on his wrist before dropping his arm. his spine shivers at the soft feeling of your fingertips dancing across his arm, cheeks growing warmer.

"rowan," you whisper, keeping your eyes on him. "do you like me?"

his heart skips a beat, his stomach feeling hollow as his eyes widen. his lips part softly as he tries to rack his mind for an explanation, fingers twitching as he hesitates to answer you. he only looks away, sucking in a harsh breath as your hands decide to rest on his knees.

"rowan?" you gently coax, sliding your hands further up his knees. his cheeks are almost crimson, heart thumping against his ribcage.

"yes..." his confession is so quiet you almost don't hear it, his head still turned away from you. "yes i do."

you're silent for a moment, humming in response as your hands slide off him. you stand up, quietly hanging up the damp washcloth as you try to think of how to approach your next move. rowan's palms grow clammy as sweat drips from his pores, anticipation and anxiety swirling in his chest.

you turn around to face him, leaning your hands behind you on the basin. you smile at how nervous he looks, a gentle warmth glowing in your chest, just for him.

"how about we just start with a date?"

his eyes are wide, cheeks radiating warmth as they practically glow red. his mouth opens before closing, a shy smile spreading across his lips as he looks down at the floor before looking back up at you, his voice soft as he speaks.

"i'd really like that."

[talksliketherain]

Rowan Laslow - Dreams

Backstory- Y/n and Rowan have been friends for years. Y/n can read minds and can be put in other people's dreams involuntarily if she does it in her sleep.

Not proof read! Please do not steal or copy my work! If you have any requests dm me!

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Y/n was sleeping peacefully in her bed, her mind finally calm and blank. She usually didn't read minds because it was invasive and cruel, but couldn't help it in her sleep.

She could see a different person's dream almost every single night. Thankfully sometimes it gave her a break, but when it didn't it gave her secondhand embarrassment.

She had once accidentally gone into Xavier's dream, where she saw him in his shed in the middle of a deep make-out session with a certain Addams girl....

Nobody knew this was a part of her powers, so when this happened she would silently observe their mood after the dream from the night before. It provided a lot of insight into what went on in their mind.

Tonight she was in her best friend, Rowan Laslow's dream. They had been friends since they were kids, and in the past couple of months, she developed feelings toward him.

She saw Rowan walking through a hallway with a girl following him. It looked like the one that led to his and Xavier's dorm. It was. She couldn't see the girl's face, just that Rowan looked flustered.

He was dreaming about a girl. Y/N's heart sank, realizing she was not the one on his mind.

He opened the door and pulled her in by her wrist. She watched as Rowan took the girl and pinned her wrists to the wall. The girl scoffed and turned to push him back up against the wall and pin his wrists above his head.

When she turned to switch places with him, y/n saw.. that it was her.

Y/n then watched herself lean in to kiss him and then get more heated.

Rowan got out of her grasp, knowing he was much stronger and used his telekinesis to guide her body into the air and lower her onto his bed. He then crawled on top of her and began to make out again.

Y/n couldn't believe what she was seeing. Why would he dream this? Was he okay with it? Did he want this?

Y/n saw herself switch positions with him so she was the one on top, sitting on his lap. She had his face cupped in her hands and his hands in her hair. She began leaving hickeys all over his neck and whispered in his ear "You're mine."

She watched as Rowan whimpered and moaned under her touch before answering back "I'm all yours."

Just as Rowan went to take her shirt off, she forced herself to wake up.

She awoke in a panic. Her dreams always felt so real. Everything came to life.

"How am I going to face him after that?" She thought.

Y/n felt like she invaded Rowan's privacy. Yes, she felt the same way, and no she couldn't help it. But it still felt wrong.

She began to wonder. Does he feel the same?

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For the next few days, y/n completely avoided Rowan. He was dumbfounded and wondered what he did wrong.

She usually sat next to Rowan in all of the classes they had together, but went out of her way to find another one so she didn't have to face him.

He ran up to her after their last class of the day.

"Hey, y/n wait up!"

She turned around and walked as quickly as she could in the opposite direction of him.

"Hey, I'm serious. Wait for me!"

She kept walking, not even glancing his way.

Rowan decided he had been ignored for long enough.

"Okay fine. You asked for it."

Y/n felt herself lifting off of the ground. And being led to a nearby classroom. The door opened and she floated in, Rowan following behind her.

He lowered her to the ground but pushed her back against the wall so she couldn't move.

"Rowan this isn't funny put me down! Now!"

"Tell me what's wrong. Why have you been avoiding me?"

She looked up to meet his hurt eyes, and then immediately looked away from them.

"Don't fall for it", She thought.

"I'm just busy Rowan it's nothing now let me go." She pleaded.

"I know when you're lying. Listen y/n I could be here all day, so if you want down, you've got some explaining to do."

She paused and looked up again. The nerdy boy she had always known disappeared. And in his place was a slightly more confident male who was upset she was avoiding him.

She let out a sigh. "What do you feel for me?"

"W-what?"

"I said. What do you feel for me, Rowan?"

His name slid off her tongue like butter. He wished he could hear it over and over again.

"I like you y/n. I have for a while now. What does this have to do with you ignoring me?"

"Rowan...I saw your dream the other night with me in it. Is that what you want? To be with me like that?"

Rowan had to think. He had a lot of dreams about her. He was too afraid to ask which one she meant. He had to count the days she had been ignoring him and thought about the dream from the night before.

Of course, it was the most promiscuous one.

"I want you y/n. I want all of you. Every single atom. I want to be the one you go to sleep and wake up next to. I want to be your person."

Y/n stared in silence trying to process what he said. He liked her back. A lot. The dream was what he wanted.

He took her silence as rejection and lowered her to the ground. He started to walk to the other side of the room.

"Just forget it. I understand."

Y/n stood in place in a trance until she realized he was walking out.

“Rowan. Wait."

He turned to her right behind him, her e/c eyes boring into his. She then grabbed him, pulled him in by his collar, and pressed her lips against his.

He put his hands on the small of her back, then let his hands wander. Every curve, every inch, everything. All of it was being caressed and touched by him. She pulled away, pulling his bottom lip out a little bit as she did.

"You look so cute when you pout." She teased.

"I wonder what it would take to look hot."

"I can think of a few things..."

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THANKS FOR READINGGGG!!!

[rcsewcrld]

Hiii, i saw your requests were open, is it okie to get a Rowan Laslow x Fem/afab reader where its a bit like Hurt/comfort how rowan would push away reader who is supposedly his longtime friend so he could continue trying to look for details in the nightshades library about wednesday or just him just being a bit cold to reader, then reader is befriended by Enid, Ajax and Kent or the more popular crowd and once he see reader drifting away from him he decides to apologize (feel free to decide the ending! no rush)

𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓 | rowan laslow x f!reader | 1.5k words contents - fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers rowan laslow x reader (platonic, can be viewed as romantic), enid sinclair+ajax petropolus+bianca barclay+xavier thorpe+yoko tanaka etc x reader (platonic)

tysm for requesting! it means a lot, i hope this isn't bad lol :)

"Rowan! Wait up!" y/n called to her friend. She'd been friends with him for ages, since they were little kids. However, recently, he'd been completely ignorant of her. Every time she talked to him he seemed to have something better to do, she barely saw him in the hallways. "y/n, I'm running late. Can this wait?" He turned around abruptly, stunning her into silence. There was a moment where she paused before responding hesitantly. "Oh, okay." She nodded. Rowan rushed off somewhere mysterious as y/n sighed. She surveyed her surroundings, hoping to find another one of her friends to hang out with. She'd just had her lunch and, due to Rowan's constant mysterious disappearances, she'd felt quite lonely recently.

"y/n! Over here!" The girl whipped around at the familiar voice of Xavier Thorpe. He'd noticed his roommate's strange, basket case of emotions as of late, making a mental note to check on y/n because he knew they were close. She smiled and made her way over to where he was sitting with the 'popular' group of Nevermore. They were all friendly with y/n, so she didn't feel uncomfortable. "Oh, hey y/n!" Ajax's bubbly voice welcomed her. She took a seat between Xavier and Ajax. "Are you okay? You look a little..." Bianca motioned to her own face, implying that y/n was adorning an expression of discomfort. She sighed, "Rowan's been so strange recently. Every time I ask him to hang out he's not free and he's always disappearing somewhere mysterious. Has he been in your dorm much, Xav?" She turned to her artistic friend.

The boy shook his head, "Not recently. He's been distant with me, too. I'm sure he's fine. There's no reason I can think of why he's acting like this." He smiled reassuringly.

y/n wasn't so sure.

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"Rowan!" y/n didn't miss the obvious sigh that her best friend let out when he heard her voice calling his name. "What now?!" He exclaimed, louder than he intended. The girl took a step back, "I'm sorry. I just wanted to know if you wanted to hang out. We can watch Harry Potter like old times? Or we can just go prank Xavier... or something... I just feel like I haven't spoken to you in so long, you know? You're my best friend and I've missed you." "God, you really have no idea, do you?" Rowan groaned, his fingers moving to his temples in frustration. y/n huffed, "What?" "You're so fucking annoying. Don't you know how to give people space? God, you're insufferable. No I don't want to hang out with you, haven't you noticed?" The girl's mouth opened and closed like a goldfish before she rushed off, tears pricking at her eyes. How could he say something like that, she thought. In the process of running back to her dorm, head down in order to avoid eye contact with any passers-by, she bumped into someone. Typical, now she had to talk to someone.

"Woah, I'm sorry- Wait, y/n?" She looked up to see Enid Sinclair, a fellow member of Ophelia Hall and a good friend of hers. "Hi, Enid. Look, I've really gotta get going." She attempted to brush past her friend without any further conversation, but Enid had other ideas. "Are you alright?" Enid dipped her head down in an attempt to make eye contact with her friend. Eventually, after a moment of comfortable silence, y/n lifted her head and let a few tears slip down her cheeks. "Oh, honey, what happened?" "Rowan was- was really mean to me and it's not like him and he's been like this for days and I just miss how- how we used to be." y/n managed to blubber. Enid pulled her into a hug. "Wanna go back to my dorm? We were all gonna meet up there and hang out. We'd love to have you join us." Enid offered. y/n just nodded and let Enid guide her to herself and Wednesday's dorm by her shoulder. As the door creaked open, y/n was dreading the amount of questions she was bound to face from her friends. Ajax grinned upon Enid's arrival, "Hi, Enid! Oh- oh and y/n..." He trailed off, noticing the sniffling girl being shepherded by Enid.

"y/n? Are you okay? Let's sit you down and we can talk it out." Yoko patted the spot next to her on Enid's bed. All of her favourite people from Nevermore seemed to be there. Ajax, Xavier, Kent, Yoko, Bianca, and Divina were there. Along with Enid, of course. y/n sat herself next to Yoko and snuggled into her side. Kent started, "If you don't mind telling us, what happened?" "I tried to ask Rowan to hang out with me. Do some stuff we used to do like... watch Harry Potter and prank Xavier," She started with a slight smile at Xavier who offered a reassuring one back, "but then he- he shut me down. Said that I was 'insufferable' and that he didn't want to hang out with me." The group shared irritated looks. For the past couple of months... maybe even the last year, Rowan had become a ball of anger, a picture of nothing but frustration and self-pity. They'd noticed his poor treatment of y/n and Xavier had told them about his frequent disappearances and arguments with him. They often ended up with Xavier being thrown against a wall at the hands of Rowan's telekinesis. Bianca shifted in her seat at the end of Enid's bed, "I'm sure he'll notice how upset he's made you. You two are two peas in a pod, I'm sure you'll be back to normal in no time. It's only been a few weeks since your last little escapade together. I'm sure you'll be fine. Just ignore him for the time being." y/n glanced up at the siren, nodding.

"Now, who wants to forget about shitty friends and eat some ice cream?" Divina smirked, pulling a few tubs and spoons out of a cooler that y/n hadn't noticed earlier.

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It was lunchtime of the next day, y/n was sitting with Kent, Ajax and Enid in the quad. Ajax snickered, "And then guess what he did, he literally-" He cut himself off, spotting a certain someone approaching. Kent, Enid and y/n looked up in confusion. "y/n. I'm finally free to hang out today, if you want to." Enid scoffed, "The audacity," she mumbled under her breath. Rowan furrowed his brows at the lack of response from his best friend. y/n turned her head away, the rest of the group glaring daggers his way. Rowan took that as his opportunity to turn and walk away. What've I done? Rowan thought. Oh shit. He remembered. God, he needed to apologise. He raced straight back to the group. "y/n, I need to talk to you." He begged. She sighed, getting up reluctantly and following him to a quiet corner in the corridors. "I'm really sorry. I'm sorry for how I've been acting for the past few weeks, I'm sorry for how I've treated you and I'm sorry for the words that I said to you yesterday. I really shouldn't have said that. You know I didn't mean it, right?" He blurted. "I know, I know. It's just hard, y'know. I've been friends with you for so long and to have you drift like that was so weird. And for you to say that, I'll be honest it really upset me. Why are you acting the way you are?" She interrogated.

"I've just found some new stuff and I've been figuring this thing out. You know how my mom was a powerful Seer? Well, before she died she showed me a drawing that she'd done and told me to get rid of the girl in it if she ever turned up at Nevermore. The girl was Wednesday, y/n. You can't tell anyone about this. I don't know much at the moment but I'm figuring it out. You can't get involved, either, you'll be in too much danger. Just keep your distance from Addams for now, I don't know if I trust her. Especially not if this drawing was done 20 years ago." He confessed. y/n was apprehensive, but pulled him down into a hug, nevertheless. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." He squeezed her tight, before releasing her. "Never ever ignore me again, okay? Just tell me. You know that I wouldn't tell anyone. Anyway... wanna come hang out with the others? I know you've missed Xavier almost as much as you missed me." She giggled. Rowan rolled his eyes and followed her back into the Quad.

"All good?" Ajax gave Rowan a threatening once over as the pair took their seats. "All good." y/n nodded, smiling harder than she had in weeks.

"They better stay that way, Laslow." Enid threatened, forcing her claws to come out, playfully of course. Although, Rowan's eyes did widen slightly. "She doesn't mean it, dumbass." y/n laughed. Enid giggled back, "Or do I?"

a/n: thank you so much for reading! I hope that wasn't too shitty, I couldn't make it too long because I had no other ideas to put in and it's my first proper imagine, so... hope you enjoyed :))

[vi-trying-to-survive]

Sick Days

Rowan Laslow x f!Reader

Warnings: None, this is almost all fluff (nvm its just is all fluff) 💖💖💖

Summary: Rowan comes to visit Y/N and finds that she's sick

A/N: I hope you like it !! 💖💖💖 I'm just trying to write for some new characters :) 💖💖💖 Sorry if the updates are slow :') 💖💖💖

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"Hey, Y/N?", he called out, voice echoing back towards him, "Where are you?".

He couldn't help but think the worst, with everything that was going on at this school, as he blinked at the room he was in. The sheets were thrown carelessly around, books scattered everywhere and her makeup was spread around her desk. Very out-of-character. His heart pounded in his chest, what if something had happened to her. He needed to do something. He needed to get help.

His train of thought was interrupted by a string of incoherent mumbling. Peering over the edge of the bed, he found a pile of mismatched throw blankets, pink, blue, yellow, even plaid. Through the sea of colours, he spotted a pair of eyes blinking up at him.

He shook his head, the fear and anxiety melting away, as he chuckled, "I can't hear you".

The blankets wriggled a little, before toppling over, revealing a girl in mismatched pyjamas lying on the floor her hair, messy, tangled and splayed out. Her nose was red and her eyes watery, with a heap of crumpled tissues next to her. In a nasal voice she groaned, "I'm here".

He quickly put two and two together, feeling a pang of guilt that he didn't know about it. "How are you feeling ?", he asked, leaning on the side of her bed as he lowered himself to ground.

"I literally can't breathe", she sighed, struggling to take a deep breath as proof. In defeat, she flipped over, pushing her head deeper into the snot-stained pillow, her voice muffled, “just leave me here to die”.

He laced his finger through her knitted mess of hair, scratching gently, just the way she liked it. She hummed in delight. “Did you go to the nurse?", he questioned, raising an eyebrow. He already knew the answer to the question, yet he still enjoyed asking, just to see her nose scrunch up with irritation.

She lifted her head from its fluffy prison, eyebrows furrowed as she glared sharply at him. "No, why would I", she scoffed, before planting her head back into its original position.

“To get medicine?", he grinned to himself, moving a hand down to rest on her cheek, tracing aimlessly.

She rolled her eyes, "I don't need it, I'll fight it out on my own". Rolling over she pulled a blanket back over herself, tucking her arms under, before giving him a pointed stare with her brows raised.

"If you say so", he taunted playfully. He watched her closely as he pretended to get to his feet, moving at a tenth of a regular person’s speed.

Just as he thought, she bolted up right away, the blanket long forgotten, "No- wait- I didn't mean alone".

"Just joking", he smirked, feeling a little sorry when he noticed her distress, but it felt a little too good to be needed. He positioned himself next to her, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, “Do you want cuddles?"

Turning to face him, she whined, “I do but you'll get sick”.

He probably would get whatever bug she had, but it didn't really matter to him, he could only think of her, “I don't care, really”.

"Really?", she beamed, closing the distance between them. She let out a contented sigh at the feeling of his arms wrapping around her waist, snuggling deeper into his cool skin and twisting her leg around his. Finally her body seemed to relax, as the pounding in her head dulled a little.

He leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead, "Happy?".

"Very", she smiled, eyes fluttering shut as a wave of exhaustion washed over her and lulled her to sleep.

[morbiderotica]

please i ask for one rowan laslow fic 😀 you can’t convince me that this little telekinetic nerd wouldn’t have a witch goth gf, or like someone with telepathy because i’d figure he has trouble actually getting the right words out

─ ★ witchin' … gn!reader

You and Rowan were relaxing on his bed, he was sitting against the headboard with you on his lap. Melancholia filled the air. You knew something was bothering him. You were waiting for him to tell you but it's been almost a week. "What's wrong, my love?" You asked, breaking the silence. "Hm?" He responded. "I can sense something's wrong." You quietly spoke. 

"Well, I guess, there has been this one thing." He admits and you nod. "The telekinesis. It's like- I don't-." He paused. "I can't." He sighed and you turned to look at him. "C'mere." You motion for him to bring his head closer to you. You place a hand on his head, feeling all of his thoughts transport to your mind.

"You can't control it?" You asked as the jumbled thought entered your head. "It's controlling you? It's getting out of control?" He nodded and you knew he wanted to say it was getting out of control. "You're scared?" Again he nodded and you grabbed his hand with your free one, giving it a slight squeeze.

You took your hand off his head and enveloped him in a hug. "I'm so sorry, darling." You consoled. He leaned into your touch. He loved that his girlfriend was a witch with telepathy. You were always so good at taking the words right out of his mouth.

“I love you, my dear.” He gave you a peck on the mouth. “I love you too, my beloved.” He smiled at you and silently thanked you. You felt so sorry for him and it broke you that you couldn’t love his pain away.

[eufezco]

A TASTE OF YOU – Tyler Galpin x Vampire!reader

SUMMARY – You accidentally bite Tyler.

Wednesday ordered both of you to stay in your dorm until she and Enid were back, and you and Tyler were following her orders extremely well because none of you felt the need to be around anyone else or be in any other place when you were together.

The first time you met Tyler you would have sworn you had never seen anyone as beautiful as him. His caramel hair and his green eyes shone under the dim lights of the coffee shop where he worked, and when he saw you entering the shop along with Wednesday and Enid, with your red eyes shining so brightly and hypnotizing him, he would have sworn that you were an angel. Nothing could be further from the truth.

Tyler at first seemed like something you couldn't afford, you couldn't even be in the same room as him without all the muscles in your body tensing and that lump of fear of not being able to control yourself forming in your throat. Tyler smelled so good. You've never wanted anything more than a taste of Tyler. You wished you didn't think of him in that way, and you felt so bad at first for having those thoughts but it was your nature, you couldn't help it. His smell was so intense and strong to you that when he was around, you couldn't even perceive the smell of coffee nor the smell of the people in the cafeteria either, only his.

Then you started spending more time together and you got used to his intoxicating scent, to his long and tempting neck, to the thick veins running down his hands, and he got used to your cold skin every time he would put his on top of yours, to the way you liked your coffee, and to make sure that your favorite table was free every time you visited him, the farthest away from people and windows.

In an act of courage, you invited him to the dance. He looked amazing in his white suit and he couldn't stop complimenting you and how beautiful you looked in your white dress. His face was so close to yours while you danced that you could even feel your breaths mixing until the moment was ruined and you both ended up soaked in fake blood.

Enid and Wednesday kept their curious eyes on both of you all night, and you internally blamed both of them for being so gossipy about Tyler not kissing you that night, but you kept saying to them that everything was fine between you and him and that it wouldn't have happened anyways because you and he were just friends.

Now he was sitting on your bed, with his back against the wall and one of your scrapbooks on his legs, waiting for you to finish your essay while he checked all of your memories glued to a notebook. This moment brought so much peace to both of you and it made you feel good that you could be in the same room in silence and it didn't feel awkward at all, but you couldn't help but think about the way he was leaving his scent in your bedsheets. Not only there but all of your dorm smelled like him.

—And... I'm done —. You announced to him.

Tyler raised his eyes from your album to look at you while you closed your books and laptop. In fact, he had been looking at you for a really long time, but every time you turned around to see what he was doing or if he was bored, he acted as if he wasn't paying attention to you.

He watched you all the time, even when you thought he wasn't: the first time he saw you no one else seemed to exist in his eyes. He was looking at you through the store window in Jericho looking for the perfect dress with Enid. Then Wednesday appeared by his side all of sudden, and she almost gave him a heart attack. She told him how creepy he was being by stalking you and not going inside and talk you. He was looking at you dancing with your friends and having fun at the dance while he went to refill his cup, and he was looking at you at that time as well, focusing on your homework and biting your lower lip.

You sat in front of Tyler to see what part of your scrapbook he was looking at. —Oh that's when me and my family travelled to Transylvania.

Tyler kept turning the pages and listening closely to everything that you told him about your travels, your family, your friends. He also asked you a lot of question only so you could keep talking. Until he got to the page where you glued a sugar sachet from the Weathervane cafe and a piece of a napkin with the name of the cafe. You wrote the date and a "T" in the corner of the page. The letter was small, barely visible, but Tyler was quick to notice and couldn't help but smile while looking at the page.

—It is from the first day I went to Jericho —. You tried to explain. It was obvious that he noticed that that page was his.

Tyler nodded. The smirk remained on his lips as you tried to justify yourself. —That's all that happened that day?

—That's all I remember —. You teased him.

—Oh, that's all you remember? —Tyler asked, closing your scrapbook while subtly leaning towards you. You nodded, swallowing nervously for having him so close.

Your breaths mixed, just like the day of the dance, but this time Tyler was not going to back off. Duringt those seconds of silence Tyler's eyes took their time to stare at your lips, and then his eyes tried to meet yours but your eyes were focused on his lips. So pink and cute. Tyler's scent took over your entire body, and that was the hardest exercise of self-control you had ever had to make. Your gums hurt from holding your fangs, you were trying so hard to not let them out and ruin the moment.

He called your name. You hummed, letting him know that he got your attention. —Can I kiss you?

You nodded to his question, closing your eyes, and inhaling Tyler's scent. He licked his lips before he leaned towards you and connected his lips with yours. He did it carefuly. Tyler's lips were soft and warm, and they moved smoothly with yours. You let out a sigh against his lips, and what you tried to prevent, inevitably happened. Your fangs came out when you were sucking on his lower lip and your sharp teeth sunk into his skin. Immediately after, he hissed and broke the kiss, bringing his fingers to his lip, and discovering the blood coming out of them.

—Tyler, I'm so sorry —. You were beyond embarrassed. Not only did you hurt him but now the smell of his blood was making your irises turn into an intense red. Your eyes were locked on the blood running down his fingertips, and the beautiful red color of it, feeling your fangs grow bigger and your throat go dry. You looked away as soon as you realized how creepy that was probably being. —I'll go and get you some paper.

—No. It's– It's okay. Look, I'm fine. Nothing happened —. He quickly licked the blood off his lips, not giving it much importance so you wouldn't give it either and as if he had not realized the reaction that what just happened had had on you, he kissed you again.

Your eyes opened wide while Tyler kissed you. His mouth tasted like blood. But not any blood. His blood. And it was as sweet as you imagined it to be. The little wounds on his lower lip were still bleeding a little bit, the blood coming out of them going directly into your mouth and making you tense your back. Tyler thought that you were just nervous so he moved one of his hands to cup one of your cheeks in an attempt to reassure you. You shouldn't be enjoying this, but you would be lying if you said you had never imagined what this moment would feel like. The warmth of his touch made you come back to reality and realize that you weren't kissing him back. You closed your eyes and your hand went to the back of his head to deepen the kiss.

Your lips focused on his lower one which Tyler appeared to enjoy because of the way, he hummed in your mouth. Your hand was deep inside the curls at the back of his head, pulling him closer if possible, and both of his hands were on your cheeks.

—Ew —. Wednesday said. —I'd rather have needles under my fingernails for the rest of my painful existence than have to watch this again.

—Oh, come on... —Enid nudged Wednesday. —You guys are so cute!

By the time your friends interrupted you two, you made sure that no sign of blood was left on his lips or yours. Your two friends entered your shared dorm and approached you and Tyler to explain what they had found out. You got up from your bed and let them know that you needed to use the bathroom.

Even though your cheeks were cold, you had that human sensation of them burning after your kiss with Tyler. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you noticed the bloodstain on your cheek. When Tyler cupped your cheeks, he still had blood on his fingers after wiping it from his lips and now it was all over your cheek. You knew it was bad, you knew that you shouldn't do it, but you couldn't waste such a delicacy. You licked the tip of your thumb and ran it over your cheek, collecting his blood and then you sucked on your finger.

You loved everything about Tyler.

[wettestnjaay]

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⥤ WEDNESDAY ADDAMS

wednesday plays with you wet pussy until you squirt. wednesday has you sitting on her face. wednesday humping on you last a night while, you try to keep quiet and not wake anyone.

⥤ GOODY ADDAMS

goody like to be fancy with you rubbing against her. goody enjoys sucking on your clit. goody is always worried about making you feel amazing.

⥤ YOUNG!GOMEZ ADDAMS

gomez sucking your clit and fingering your asshole. you rewarding gomez for staying outta trouble. gomez has you giving him back shots.

⥤ XAVIER THORPE

xavier fucks you while he’s jealous. xavier is soo good with his tongue, & has you shaking. you and xavier in his dorm before class; and after class.

⥤ AJAX PETROPOLUS

ajax misses you, and fucks you in the bathroom. ajax cums in you while making you moan louder. ajax is so rough for no reason at all, maybe he’s mad at you or just jealous of your guy friends.

⥤ ENID SINCLAIR

enid keeps her eyes on you as she eat you out. enid and you helping each other out, with her pretty pastel panties and a vibrator. enid like to stuff her face into your pussy, just to get a taste of your sweet juice.

⥤ ROWAN LASLOW

rowan hardly likes hurting you, so soft sex it is. rowan fucks you good before he leaves. rowan throat fucks you (HES SCARED TO DO IT BUT YOU ALWAYS GET HIM TO) whenever he feels sad, mad or any feels just to release some of his stress.

⥤ BIANCA BARCLAY

bianca eats you out while fingering& rubbbing herself. bianca, divina and you playing around and playing eachother out. bianca and you rubbing and moaning in her dorm room, after y’all’s sword fight.

⥤ TYLER GALPIN

tyler and you when his dads at work. tyler and you are so lazy in the morning. bouncing on tylers dick in his living room on the sofa.

⥤ LARISSA WEEMS

ms. weems always wants you to have a good time with her. ms. weems likes to put her tongue to work for you. weems goes soft and slow just for you.

⥤ MARILYN THORNHILL

ms. thornhill’s punishing you with her 4 fingers. ms. thornhill woke up wanting you &needy for you. thonhill using a vibrator and her tongue on you.

⥤ YOKO TANAKA

yoko likes to tease you all day. yoko has you nice and wet as she just licks you up. yoko pegs you, because you so needy for your vampires bride.

⥤ DIVINA

divina and you dry humping with you panties on. divina loves to worship you &you boobies. divina just wanting to lick you up all day.

⥤ KENT

kent as you in his dorm, whining and moaning. kent loves and enjoys making you moan and whimper. kent and his hair pulling kink,, he’s roughy but you love it, and always feed into it.

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[0anonnymouslyours0]

feeling a little unmotivated.. anybody feel like harassing me into writing?

[mmoonpies]

hii i love your work can you do smth where you put eyeliner on rowan(got this idea from him looking so pretty with it on) and like he gets flustered but the reader(she/her pronouns if that’s okay) says he looks beautiful (this makes no sense but i think it would be cute)

as a man, i apologise. I DONT KNOW.

goosebumps were littered over his skin despite how warm he felt, the hair on his arms standing up as a shuddering breath left his mouth. the warmth of your skin pressed against him and how your scent washes over rowan really makes him think he might die.

your fingers brush over his lower back, and something like an electric shock jolts through where your skin touches him. it baffles him; how such a tiny bit of contact can have such a big reaction throughout his entire body.

rowan's throat is tight as you yawn, nuzzling your head further into your pillow and letting your arms gently squeeze around his body before falling loose once more. he was too scared to shut his eyes, worried that somehow you could feel how fast his heart was racing, yet, he subconsciously presses further into your body, wanting more.

instead, his eyes flicker up to study your face and his heart does one of those funny little backflips that he swears he'll never get used to. it almost makes him feel nauseous, as if he was going to throw up and how starstruck he was, just from looking at you.

"oh no," your eyes snap open before you push yourself up, hands slapping against your face in despair. rowan feels his stomach drop from how dramatic your groan is, immediately assuming the worst as his eyes widen. "my makeup rowan, I'm too tired to take it off."

rowan's eyes drop into a deadpan look as he stares at you, almost scoffing at how dramatic you're being over something so little. he immediately chokes it back at the memory of what happened last time he let you sleep in your makeup; he was terrified you were going to murder him.

"um, well do you want me to do it?" rowan offers, his arms sliding off your waist as he rubs his eyes.

"would you?" you turn your head to look at him, your smile so sickly sweet it makes his entire body turn cold. he can only stare at you and nod, for fear that he might just grip your cheeks and kiss you until it's painful.

he's so fucking in love that it hurts.

"the stuff is on my desk, somewhere," you cut yourself off with a yawn before laying back down, lazily pointing to where it should roughly be.

rowan silently follows your instruction without a thought as if you were controlling his mind, looking down at the remover and wipes puzzled before shrugging and turning back around to where you lay.

he ends up sitting across from you legs crossed and his knees touching against him, and he almost feels pathetic at how affected he is by the smallest contact with you. he nervously looks between the makeup remover and where you sit, lazily blinking as you expectantly wait for him.

he dabs the liquid onto the small circular pad before letting his free hand grip the bottom of your jaw, his throat convulsing as he swallows harshly. you close your eyes, leaning into his touch as he internally freaks out.

"i won't get anything in your eye, right? like the chances are so minimal they're almost nonexist?-"

"rowan," you briefly open one eye to look at him with a small giggle before closing it once more. "my eyes aren't open."

"oh, right," he mumbles, feeling like an idiot before shaking it off and beginning to gently dab the pad against your eyelid. he wants nothing less to hurt you, his movements so tentative that you almost don't feel the pad against your eye.

"harder, or else it won't work," you murmur, only making him more flustered as he pushes past his doubt, pressing a little firmer. he smooths the pad over your eyelid before pulling it away, the sparkly eyeshadow transferred onto the white material.

"okay?" he seeks your comfort, or praise, the line between the two almost nonexistent at this point. you hum with a nod before he grabs another pad, discarding the other and repeating the process on your other eye. "surely you could've slept with this on-"

"do you want me to get an eye infection rowan?" he immediately regrets his words, curling back before whispering.

"that's possible? why do you even wear it if that's the case?"

you let out a small laugh that almost sounds like a scoff at how oblivious rowan is sometimes. despite being academically gifted, in your eyes, he was so daft sometimes.

as soon as he pulls away, your eyes open to look at him. he silently stares at you, almost looking dumbfounded at how pretty you look. your skin is dewy and make-up-free, pink lips parted as you bat your eyelashes at him, despite how heavy your eyelids feel. he's scared to break the silence, in fear that he might just kiss you until you can't breathe or run away from you as far as entirely possible.

"thank you rowan, love you," you mumble, making a lopsided grin fall onto his face. he probably looks like such a lovestruck idiot right now with the way he's beaming at you, but he couldn't care less.

"love you too," he murmurs, unable to keep his eyes off you as you stare back at him. he almost feels insecure as your eyes wander over his face, taking in his appearance with a soft smile on your face. your eyes glimmer with a mischievous tint that makes him inwardly sigh heavily, knowing you're about to bust out the stupidest idea he's ever heard-

"can i put eyeliner on you?"

"what."

"come on! please?" you drag your plead out teasingly, clasping your hands together and shaking them slightly. rowan opens his mouth, searching for words in protest, but he falls flat shutting his mouth and shaking his head in disappointment.

"i don't care, we're doing it," you beam at him before jumping out of bed with renewed vigour, grabbing your eyeliner tube and bouncing back onto your bed. "can i sit on your lap?"

rowan's eyes widen as you slide onto his lap without waiting for an answer, your legs wrapping around his lower back as you smile down at him. he stays silent, too flustered to speak let alone look at you directly.

you cup his cheeks, pulling his face upwards. you can feel how warm they are under his skin, and it only makes your smile grow wider. you gently ghost your fingers across his jawline, keeping your hand tucked underneath his chin.

"stop," he breathes out, a smile playing on his lips. "stop teasing."

"or what?" you breathe against his ear, the unmistakable smile in your voice making rowan drop his head a little to hide how flustered he is, snickering under his breath. "hm, that's what i thought."

your words make him shiver, trying to shut his eyes even tighter at the feeling of it crawling up his spine. you sit back on his thighs, free hand putting the bottle of eyeliner into your mouth, your back left teeth pressing down on the lid as you pull the cap off.

you keep the cap pressed between your teeth as your other hand smooths up to cup rowan's cheek, slightly tilting his head back as you shake the pen, leading it towards his eyelid.

"don't screw your eyes up, stupid," he trembles out a small apology as his hands snake around your waist, palms pressed against your lower back for support. "and don't flinch."

"got it," he whispers, tensing his body to repress a shiver from the feeling of the cool liquid pressed against his lower eyelid. "i, uh, i don't like the feeling y/n..."

you hum in response, tapping his cheek in comfort as you slide the eyeliner pen across his eye. rowan slightly opens his other eye, trying to sneak a peek at you.

you're so concentrated; eyebrows furrowed as smooth creases line your forehead, and your hands are moving so slowly, seeking precision as you curve the pen ever so slightly. if you didn't look as pretty as you did, rowan would've cringed at the sight of the cap between your teeth, indents from your teeth slowly forming against the plastic.

"eyes closed," you tap his cheek, slightly rougher than last time. rowan immediately closes his eyes, squeaking out a small apology. "i'm doing the other one now, do you need to pull back?"

"no, i'm okay," his voice is so gentle, you can't help the smile that forms on your cheeks, warmth swelling up in your throat as you simultaneously fight the urge to pinch his cheeks. "are you almost done?"

"you can't rush perfection rowan," your voice is muffled as you tease him, hand smoothing up to his forehead, pushing some of his hair back as you press the pen against his other eyelid. rowan scoffs teasingly as his fingers pinch the fabric of your shirt, playing with the hem as he anxiously waits. "alright, all done!"

he gently opened his eyes, blinking a few times out of precaution of getting eyeliner in his eyes. he stares up at you, fingers pausing from where they were tangled in the fabric of your shirt. his stomach is all nervous; the way you're looking at him so softly only makes him want to run away or vomit, he can't tell.

he just feels...vulnerable.

"you look so beautiful," your voice is so genuine and filled with adoration and endearment. "rowan, you're just...so pretty."

rowan averts his eyes to the side of your bed, mouth feeling dry despite how harsh his swallow is. he lets out an awkward laugh though there is no humour held to it, pulling his hands away from you as they clench into fists. he shakes his head softly, lips pursed into a small frown.

you drop the cap from your teeth, ignoring where it lands as you cup both of his cheeks, forcing his head up towards yours once more. he keeps his eyes averted, shifting around the room, everywhere except your face.

"seriously, rowan," you gently rock his head back and forth before scrambling off him to grab your hand-held mirror. "look!"

you shove the mirror in his face, forcing him to look at himself but he simply covers his face with his hands. you sigh and roll your eyes before using one of your hands to poke him in the side.

"rowan, seriously, look at you!"

he slowly peeks out as his index fingers slide across his face, his shoulders tense as he drops his hands from his face. rowan stares silently at his reflection, tilting his head from side to side before looking up at you.

"i do look quite pretty, don't i?"

you grip his cheeks, slightly smushing them as you beam down at him. his smile is shy and reserved as his eyes flicker down towards the ground before back up at you, shrugging as his cheeks flush with warmth.

"you look beautiful!" you exclaim, giggling as you press a kiss to his forehead. he shrugs it off, chewing on his bottom lip to push down his smile, yet, you can see the corners of his mouth twitching as they inevitably curl up into a smile at your reaction. "i should put it on you more often."

"i wouldn't necessarily mind that..."

[talksliketherain]

Rowan Laslow - Sick

Background- Y/n is sick but doesn't want Rowan to coddle her so she tries to hide it, but her powers (and Wednesday) get in the way...

NOT PROOF READ. Please do not steal my work or post it anywhere else!! If you have an requests dm me!

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Reader pov-

My eyes sprang open as panic filled my body. I quickly threw the covers over my side, running to the bathroom.

In moments like these, I was glad I didn't have a roommate. That meant no snooping or snarky comments when things like this happened.

See, Principal Weems was my mother. We were never really that close, and I kind of liked it that way. I had never really liked being cared for. I would have to grow up at some point, so why not start taking care of myself now?

She and I both lived here at the school. She had her wing all to herself. And so did I.

My room made up the entire wing. We just called it a wing because there used to be multiple dorms before I was born. In reality, it was more like an apartment. Meaning I had a kitchen, bathroom, and living room too. All to myself. I was going to be taking over the school one day so my own space was crucial.

She almost switched me to a dorm but decided it would be best to have my own room on account of my powers anyway. And it would be pointless.

I had telekinesis. Just like Rowan. That's how we became close so fast. Even though he was deemed a "freak", it was nice to be around someone with the same power.

Anyway.

There I was, hunched over the toilet spewing up what I hadn't digested from last night's dinner. Once I was done I used my powers to get my phone off of my nightstand. Once it got to my hand I looked at the clock on my lock screen.

4:06 AM

Okay. I could work with that. Just because my body doesn't want to work right doesn't mean my life stops. I still have school. I still have lessons. I still have a social life and a boyf-

Fuck.

Maybe I could convince my friends that I was alright and dodge their questions on how stable I was, but not Rowan. Rowan was extremely good at picking up on details about me. Hell, he knew me better than anyone. For the longest time, I was Rowan's only friend, meaning he was with me all the time.

Rowan still stuck by my side wherever I went, even though he joined my friend group. I didn't mind the clinginess, it was when I got sick and he treated me like a little kid. That was the only thing that got on my nerves. It's not that It was him. I just liked feeling in control of myself. I never had other people take care of me before, so I didn't need it now.

After I checked the time I sat down on my bed. I let out a heavy breath I didn't even know I was holding in. I had to get ready. No matter how drained I felt. No matter how dark my eyes were.

Makeup. I wasn't a big makeup person, but today called for drastic measures. I took out my concealer and slapped it underneath my eyes, praying that it would cover up my zombie-like coloring. I added some blush too, considering how deathly pale I looked. Maybe that was natural for Wednesday, but not me.

When I was done with my makeup I decided I might as well get ready since classes started in an hour or two. I went to brush my teeth to cover up the vomit smell that was projecting from my mouth.

Right after I swished some mouthwash around, another wave of sickness hit me, causing me to lurch over the toilet again. Gross.

I re-did my brushing routine and moved on. I pulled my hair back into a singular braid, figuring I would have to make a couple more bathroom trips.

By the time I had gathered all of my things and prepared myself for the day ahead of me, there was a knock at my door.

Rowan and I had all of the same classes thanks to my mom, so we walked together. It was kind of sweet how he made the trip all the way up here just so we could walk to our first class together.

I was hunched over my toilet again when the knock was heard, so I quickly finished up and flushed the toilet. I had already brushed my teeth about 4 times, so this time I just washed my mouth out with some mouthwash.

"Coming!" I called. I didn't want him coming into this. I had opened my window on account of how hot I was, making my room as cold as the arctic.

I ran out of the bathroom and grabbed my bag. I ran over to the door and opened it, revealing Rowan with that usual tired look on his face when he first got me in the morning.

I attempted to try and cover up my illness and exhaustion. I knew this act wouldn't last for long though. He was practically my other half, and he was telekinetic, so he could kind of pick up whenever anything was off about me. I guess it was like a sixth sense because of the whole moving things with your mind thing.

He went in for a kiss like he usually did but I dodged it and hugged him instead. He raised his eyebrow at me a little bit.

"You feeling okay?"

"Yeah of course. I just woke up kinda early so I'm ready to start the day." Nice going idiot.

"Really? You're never like this. May I ask why you were up early?"

"I just kinda woke up for some water and ended up deciding not to go back to sleep. I'm just a little more motivated today I guess." I continued, moving down the hallways with him.

"Oh. Well okay then."

I let out a little sigh of relief, quiet enough so he couldn't hear me. When we arrived at class I took my usual seat next to him.

My entire body felt like it was on FIRE. I was certain Rowan could feel the heat radiating off of me. I was trying so hard to not do anything suspicious. It's not like Rowan would grill me for a cough or sneeze. But he would absolutely smother me if he knew about my condition right now.

I could feel him looking at me out of the corner of his eye for almost the entire lesson. I knew he was onto me, but I couldn't give in. I had to stick this out, or he would put me on bed rest for the next couple of days. I couldn't afford that. I hated falling behind because it was just more work I would have to make up.

I felt a burning in my lungs, then my throat. I had to cough. Whatever. Let one slip. It was cold in this class anyway.

I opened my mouth to cough. It wasn't even that bad, just a small one. To my surprise, as soon as I let it out my pen shot across the room.

Everyone looked at me.

"Sorry," I said looking up at everyone.

No way I was getting up to get my pen right now in front of everyone, so I just pulled out another one.

"Are sure you're okay y/n?" Rowan whispered to me.

"Yeah Row, just clearing my throat, nothing serious"

"Ok," he said, looking convinced enough for me to clear my mind.

I managed to get through the rest of our classes, only making one trip to the bathroom to puke. What a life.

We ended up going to lunch, sitting down with the rest of our friends. I sat next to Xavier as I usually did, Rowan on the other side. He and I had been friends for a long time, plus he stayed with my mom and me sometimes instead of going home for break. He was like my brother, and Rowan got along with him just as well.

Wednesday sat across from Xavier. They were a couple, but Xavier always preferred sitting opposite of her so he could draw the details of her face better. She looked up at me as we sat down. She frowned a little bit and pulled out the phone Xavier had got her.

I felt my phone buzz from inside my pocket. I looked at the text she sent.

It read-

I know you're sick. You look ill and your makeup is rubbing off.

I replied with-

Don't say anything, please. I don't feel like being smothered for the next few days.

She looked up at me and slightly nodded her head. Wednesday was also my best friend (you can imagine how excited I was when the two started dating) so she knew about how bothered I got when people took care of me.

I took my food out of my bag. I packed lunch since I had my kitchen. My friends were tired of the same "maybe cooking is my REAL power" joke.

I quickly threw it down, knowing I had to get some real substance in my stomach. Knowing I ate everything fast, I sat there waiting for bedtime else to get done, trying to keep my mind off of what would come up later.

Rowan looked over at me, seeing I had eaten all my food.

"Want some of mine?" He asked, taking a sip of his drink.

"No thank you." I felt pressure in my stomach.

"But I do have to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." I continued.

I got up and left my seat, heading to the bathroom down the hall. Thankfully nobody was there, giving me at least a little privacy.

I closed the stall door and got on my knees, falling to the floor as I let my lunch out of my system.

When I finally got done I washed my hands and then washed my mouth out with some water.

I headed back slowly to the lunch room. On the way, I thought to myself.

I'm not getting any better. Which sucks. Oh well. Like goes on. I'll take some medicine after my classes and drink some water.

I got back and sat in my seat. As soon as I sat down everyone gathered their things and left, leaving me and Rowan.

"Lunch over already? That went fast." I laughed.

"Y/n. You were in the bathroom for 20 minutes. Are you sure everything's okay?"

He looked worried. It made me feel guilty, but it was a personal problem. I just wasn't covering it up well enough.

"It's nothing, Rowan. I'm fine." I smiled at him.

He stayed silent with the same worried look. Think think think. Say something that'll convince him.

"I'm serious. I've just got caught up talking to my mom in the hallway."

"Fine....but you're acting a little weird-"

"Cmon. We're gonna be late to class."

Two classes left. That's it. I just had to make it through two classes. The first class was easy, I felt fine and life went great. And the very last class was a breath of relief. That was the only class I didn't have with Rowan.

I sat next to Wednesday listening to the teacher drone on about the history of supernatural powers. Interesting class, boring teacher. We moved on to textbook work and Wednesday and I talked about the summer camp her parents forced her to go to when she was younger.

I suddenly felt my stomach shoot up a bolt of lightning-like pain. I clutched my stomach and laid my head on the desk.

"Sorry, Wen. This sickness is kicking my ass." I spoke up to her.

"Y/n. I know you don't like how Rowan gets all over you when you're sick, but this is pathetic. If you just let him take care of you maybe you'll get better."

"Wednesday. I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I'll take some medicine when I get to my room and be fine."

"Whatever..." she said with no emotion.

Class ended and I made the slow trek up to my room. I think using my power to carry me would just drain me more. But these stairs made me want to die.

I got to my room and slammed my stuff down, not bothering to look where it landed. I took off my dumb uniform and pulled on some shorts and a tank top. I was still. Burning. Up.

It was the start of winter, so the window being open was like a blessing.

I brushed my teeth for what seemed like the thousandth time today, took the caked-on makeup off, and took out my braid. I hated having my hair up anyway. I'll just pull it out of my face if necessary.

I went down lay on my bed and saw him. Already sitting there. Shit. I must not have heard him come in.

I turned around from where he was sitting and almost went back into the bathroom to hide, but with a swipe of his hand, the door closed right in my face.

"No. Come here. Now." He said.

I was surprised at his sudden command. He usually wasn't ever like this. I walked over and stood in between his legs, acting innocent. Like nothing was wrong.

"What's up, babe?" I said, looking down and smiling a little.

He stood up over me with a serious look on his face.

"Y/n are you sick? Be honest with me."

"What? Oh my gosh no why would you thi-"

"Wednesday told me." He said, crossing his arms.

Bitch.

"Wednesday is delusional! You should know that by now Row."

"Oh really?"

"Yes!"

"Okay then prove it. Here."

There in his hand, he held out a thermometer.

"Rowan I shouldn't have to PROVE I'm not sick to you."

"Well if you're not sick then you have nothing to worry about."

I glared at him, watching the triumphant smirk grow on his face.

"Fine," I said with a huff.

I stuck the little glass stick in my mouth and sat on my bed. 10 minutes. And I glared at my boyfriend the whole time while he gave me a shit-eating grin.

When the 10 minutes timer went off, he grabbed it from my mouth before I could get ahold of it and lie.

"Damn. Nope. Lay down. Bed."

"Row. Come. Onnnnn." I protested.

"No. You have a temp of 103.8  are you kidding me?"

I stayed silent.

"How sick are you? What's been happening?"

"Nothing. I've just been throwing up here and there and got some minor stomach pain."

"So I'm guessing that means 'I've been throwing up nonstop and my stomach hurts like hell'."

"...accurate. I guess." I sighed.

"Listen I know you don't like being taken care of when you're sick. But it needs to be done. You need to tell me about these things."

"I know I know I know."

"My first sign should've been how freezing cold this room has been all day. Here take this."

He gave me some medicine and Tylenol for my stomach pains. Little shit. He then pulled over a trash can for me, just in case. I hate that he always knew just what to do.

He set a sheet down next to me on my nightstand with a few worksheets and page numbers written down.

"What's this?" I asked.

"Your homework for the next two days. I went around to your classes and got it for you. Told them you weren't feeling well. It's not much. But if you need any help I'm here."

I wanted to cry. God. He had always been so thoughtful. He put himself in my shoes a lot, which meant he paid more attention to detail. Also meaning when I was feeling down, so was he in a way.

I felt bad. I shouldn't have kept this from him. Here I was lying and all he wanted to do was help me.

He kissed me on my forehead and grabbed his stuff when he had given me everything I needed.

"Okay well. I know you need your space so. Text me if you need anything. Love you."

"Wait! Rowan."

He stood at the door and smiled back at me, knowing what was coming.

"Yes, love?"

"Can you stay, please? I know I was stubborn. But I think you being here is a part of the process."

He shut the door behind him and took his things off.

"Thought you'd never ask," he said with a smile.

He walked over like he owned the place. He then said.

"Wait. I need to change first."

He then walked into my closet, where most of his clothes were on account of how much time he spent in here, and changed into sweatpants and a hoodie.

He came over and got under all of my blankets. No matter how hot I was I immediately cuddled up next to him. He was cold anyway. I felt his hands rub my sides and I leaned into his touch more.

I nuzzled my face into his chest and hugged him tightly. I took in his usual smell of fresh air. He always smelled like cold, crisp air. Perfect.

I was kinda glad he found out. Maybe I would get used to this...

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THANKS FOR READING. DM ME IF YOU HAVE ANY REQUESTS!!

[lachlanzeez]

pls make a jealousy hcs with rowan

alrighty ! hope you like this anon

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rowan got jealous a lot, because of how insecure he was.

so when he saw his roommate xavier flirting with you, he got very jealous and insecure.

But you're kind of oblivious to the flirting because rowan doesn't do it a lot of times.

you felt like somebody was staring at you but you ignored it and continued talking to xavier.

and rowan didn't like it

so he grabbed some juice out of someone's hand and tipped it all over xavier.

"oh my god are you okay xavier?" you asked him while his hair was dripping with orange juice.

rowan was proud that he did it but when he saw you glaring at him he felt a little guilty.

you scolded him like a little child getting caught eating chocolate. He apologized to xavier but still thought pouring juice on him was funny.

he's cute when he acts all innocent and it is kind of funny when he gets jealous so you purposely make him jealous so you can see that side of him.

he needs lots of praises, and lots and lots of love.

when he's jealous we would embarrass them in front of you, or make them spill something on you so he can come save the day.

you didn't think it was rowan at first until you noticed all the times he was near you when somebody else was near you.

he means no harm though :)

i want somebody like rowan <33

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xoxo

-lachlan zeez

[angelltheninth]

Hii, could I please request dating the dudes from Wednesday (Ajax, Rowan, Xavier and Tyler) and being a vampire who can also turn invisible (idk I think both of those things (being a vampire and turning invisible) are really cool so... I just combined the both of them) this is my first time requesting anything ever so I hope this isn't confusing and isn't to much :)

Have a nice day! And I love your writing so much, especially your Arcane stuff

Again I love vampires, honestly I find the invisibility silly but I've seen it written well so I'll try to do the same.

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe, Ajax Petropolis, Tyler Galpin, Rowan Laslow x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, teasing, power use, cuddles, sneaking around, teasing kisses

A/N: The invisibility does cater a lot to the comedic aspect through so I like that part of it.

XAVIER

He doesn't mind you going invisible on him randomly

As long as you don't do it while he's drawing you he encourages it even

Lately when he feels a nip on his neck but doesn't see anyone there he just knows its you so he tilts his head to the side with a smile

The only thing that he really does+t like is that you never show up in photos, hence his many drawings of you

He wants to have many memories of you so if he has to create the reminders of them himself he can't exactly complain as it is his passion and so are you

AJAX

Because of his powers he doesn't like it when you sneak up on him, he can accidentally petrify you if you do

If he can see you coming then it's completely fine by him, like playing hide and seek

When you move around while invisible he can accidentally kiss the wrong spot on your face which makes you giggle

Compares the sharpness of his snake fangs to your teeth

Sometimes you bite each other playfully, although you have to keep your eyes closed the whole time

TYLER

He is surprisingly fine with you being both a vampire and being able to turn invisible, he's not scared of you at all

Your invisibility is really useful for when you sneak into his room

It allows you to avoid his dad and get you both into trouble

For some reason he can always tell when you're close, almost like he can sense you

Always gets really excited when your fangs make an appearance but because of his dad you he has to be careful to cover the marks up

ROWAN

Due to him being a little fragile he doesn't like having his blood sucked

Other things he doesn't mind, like you sneaking up on him and tickling or kissing his cheek or neck

Likes that he can cuddle with you in his room without worrying

You are a little cold for him so he always has a few extra layers of clothing and blankets

Used to shiver when he felt your fangs on his neck but not anymore, he know you wouldn't bite him

[b4b3tte]

꒰ ⊹ ˚ . Summary — here are some jealousy head canons of Rowan laslow part one!!

Contains of — Jealousy,Slight possessiveness,Deadpan expressions, Fluff,SFW moments, Kisses, Hugs, Comforting, Pet names !!

Babette’s note — I’m so sorry I haven’t released any material, I honestly haven’t found anything interesting to write about but I’ve rewatched Wednesday and noticed i haven’t seen a lot of Rowan fanfics so I decided to write about him!! I hope the new year is going great and thank you for 120 followers!! Request box is open!!!

— There are little to no any problems with you and your relationship with Rowan, but the little problems are him being slightly too jealous.

— him being a outcast in a school full of them, there are a little bit( a-lot ) of insecurities that come with it, so he does get upset having you spend extra time with his Peers, letting his thoughts of you leaving him fill his mind up.

— gets so mad and stressed out, that he uses his inhaler 24/7

— if you are expressing your attention towards Xavier Rowan will give him the deadpan look for the whole week

— he can be very two faced, let’s say you feel bad that you made Rowan feel insecure that you hug and kiss his neck, while he hugs you back he is giving whoever is behind you a nasty deadpan stare letting them know they fucked up

— Rowan is still amazed at how someone gorgeous and like able like you ended up with someone like him. So at first he felt like he shouldn’t be able to touch you, but after you comforted him and such he loves having his hands on you, just basically engaging physical contact

— but He still gets scared having physical contact with you in public, he isn’t embarrassed or ashamed of you more like he is scared you are embarrassed or ashamed of him, so he tries to minimize that affection by just forehead kisses and hand holding

— But when he gets jealous or mad at someone for stealing your attention all of those negative thoughts leave his mind and shows proudly that your his

— by moving you closer to him by pulling your waist next to him, whispers in you ear, kisses on your lips, his hand going up and down your thigh, hand on your lower back leading towards your ass ( 🫢 )

— Having the love of his life spend time with people he doesn’t like hurts him inside which obviously causes a sour sarcastic change in his mood so this can go both ways.

— A.) he leaves you alone with whoever you are hanging out with, locking himself in his room crying, letting his negative thoughts take over.

— B.) he purposely makes his sour mood noticeable to you and waits for you to stop what your doing and focus on him giving him the attention he so desperately needs from you

( I personally think A is more Rowan but u can pick<3 ) 

A :

— When he does cry, it is bad, pure sobs, using his inhaler, resisting the urge to break his glasses,face in pillow with tears and snot all over, he doesn’t take jealousy too well which is pretty clear.

— When you first confessed it took awhile for him to be convinced that you didn’t see him as an outcast

— But when he sees you hanging out with other people or act more interested in them he will think you finally saw him as the outcast he is

— even though it does hurt him, the making up part is the great part about it. Since this probably is a constant cycle he will slightly look forward to how you will make it up to him

—  whether or not it’s by cuddles, constant praises and cute nose kisses or something more deeper if you catch my drift;)

— if you do decide to go through the wholesome route, forehead and nose kisses are the best and comforting for him he absolutely adores

— trust me he enjoys having his lips engage with yours but having forehead and nose kisses makes him feel more comforted and safe

End of A.

— For pet names he never really thought about ones he specifically liked, out of the names you’ll call him he will pick favorites out of them

— and it’s most likely you’d figure out the ones he enjoys based on his flustered shy smile reactions.

B :

— we all know Rowan can be secretly bitchy and pissed off and won’t have a difficult time showing it, he gets pissed off about a lot of things in his life but when it comes towards you giving other’s your attention it gives him more of a good reasons to show that annoyance and anger.

— I’m sure Rowan knows you don’t mean to do these things intentionally but it still gets under his skin and has to let you know that he is upset but rather not directly tell you but tell you by his annoyed actions

— Rowan would most definitely give you the silent treatment…if he had the heart too, he honestly loves you too much for his own good that he just can’t ignore you

— just expect bland and deadpan answers instead of his usual shy awkward smiley answers

— surprisingly it’s a big difference in his behavior so it doesn’t take you that long to notice his sudden sour mood

— you’d have to ask him what’s wrong so many times but knowing how stubborn he can be during that time you will just get a lot of “nothing is wrong “ or “ I am fine I don’t know what you are talking about “ or “ I just have a headache nothing big “

— he will be rude towards the person or people you were giving your attention too, and of course you picked up on that which made you connect the dots that he was jealous

— simply all you need to do is wait for his glasses to slightly drop down to his nose and push them back up and hug him and apologize

— you guys will talk about how he felt, some comforting words and everything is good!

End of B

— sometimes he can be possessive in general with no trigger needed, you can suggest a date in weathervane cafe and he will frown and try to give you every excuse in the book not to go.

— Reason for that he rather have you and him cuddling on his bed talking about each others day than go out and have everybody give you stares, the stares only he should be able to give you.

— He always found the term baby gross and off putting since Xavier used it the most towards his past girlfriends but when it came out of your mouth and having it directed to him it felt different so it’s a high nickname up on the list.

— he is most definitely a switch but when you call him sweetheart it unlocks more of his submissive side, since the name sweetheart is rather a feminine ish name he gets super shy when you refer him as that in public

— so during a moment of comfort he adores baby and sweetheart but most importantly Rowan. You using his real name during times like this shows that you are being sincere and actually care so he really appreciates that

Thank you so much for reading it means a lot! I would appreciate likes and comments because it shows me that I did a good job in my writing or I need some improvements so any show of love or feedback is amazing so tysm!!

Just remember, One thing you need to realize is that everything ends up working out. Sometimes even better than you can imagine.Remember this when you're in a hard place or feel like you're challenged the most.Believe in where you're heading. I love you 🤍⭐️!

[brightlilith]

PINK IS YOUR COLOR!

Wednesday Addams x fem!reader

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warning: bad writing, English is not my first language. y/n is telepathic.

a/n: sorry about that, I couldn't express what I really wanted. I didn't know what to write, because you didn't specify what you wanted, I just put what came to mind, sorry if that's not what you had in mind.

a/n²: I know this got bad, prices sorry.

IMPORTANT NOTICE: sooo, my main blog— Morganaah, it was cancelled, idk why, but i'm desperately getting it back. For now I will post on my secondary blog, this one!!!!! @brightlilith

@pinkprettyroses

Y/n loves pink, it's her favorite color, not Wednesday's.

Wednesday was leaving her room, which she shared with Enid, when she found Y/n on the other side, prepared to knock on the door.

"hey babe" Y/n was smiling loudly.

"what are you doing here" Wednesday questioned, even though she didn't want to be rude to her girlfriend, she was still intrigued.

"came to see my girlfriend, and show off my new dress I bought, look" she spun. "what do you think?"

Wednesday didn't know what to say, but she thought y/n looked beautiful and that pink is definitely her color, even though y/n went with everything.

Y/n didn't want to invade his girlfriend's privacy, in fact she hated invading people's privacy, that's why she almost never uses her powers, only in special cases.

This is one of the cases, she wanted to know what her girlfriend thought as Wednesday never shared her thoughts or feelings with her. But as soon as she read her thoughts saying how beautiful and beautiful she looked, her smile wanted to get bigger, but surely Wednesday would notice, she didn't want to make her girlfriend uncomfortable, in a bad way. What she also noticed, the small, unnoticeable smile that appeared on Wednesday's face, no one would notice, y/n yes, y/n loved watching Wednesday, it made her notice little details that no one else would notice about her girlfriend.

Wednesday realized she was staring too long, she had to say something, she felt like she needed to. And then she spoke;

"you. look. beautiful." she spoke slowly, but even so she managed an even bigger smile from the girl she loved.

as much as they are different in tastes, they loved each other.

Y/n knew that Wednesday loved her, even though Wednesday doesn't speak.

Y/n blushed and smiled at his girlfriend, they left the hall and went to find the others.

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[crimsonnsstuff]

Chocolates and flowers 🍫🌹

Kent x reader! Fluff 🧸

Summary: you get back from fencing and find some chocolates and flowers on your bed.

You walk through the door, breathing in the scent of the candle your roommate Enid lit. You were working all day. You were at class and then archery practice right after. You didn’t have a chance to go back to your dorm. You set down your bag. You notice something off. Enid wasn’t there to greet you like she usually was.

“Enid?” You yell out.

No response.

Today was the day before Valentine’s Day so she was probably somewhere with Ajax

You go into the bathroom and get into the shower.

When your done you walk out, in Cookie Monster pj pants and a black tank top. You walk up to your bed to see something laying on it. It was chocolate and flowers.

You put the towel that you were drying your hair with down. Beside the chocolate and flowers was a note. You pick it up and read it.

Dear y/n, will you be my valentine? - kent

You smile at the note, how pretty his handwriting was. You jump as you hear a knock on the door. You put the note back down on the bed and walk over to the door.

You open it to see Kent. He smiles as soon as he sees you.

“Hey, y/n” he says.

You were absolutely speechless.

“Did you get my note?” He asks.

“Yeah, I’m guessing you gave it to enid to put on my bed?” You say smiling.

“Bingo.” He says.

A couple seconds of silence pass by. Every second some tension builds up. He leans down, hesitating to kiss you, not knowing if you will like it. You basically break your neck to look up at him.

The suspense is killing you so you grab him by his shirt and pull him into a kiss. He doesn’t kiss back for a while, shocked.

His hands move down to your shoulders, then to your waist. You take your hands off of his shirt and to his neck. You stand up straight so he doesn’t have to crouch down as much.

His hands move from your waist to your ass. He grips it lightly. You could feel him smile against the kiss. You two pull away to catch your breath.

“So..will you be my valentine?” He says smiling. You scoff.

“Yes. Yes, I will be your valentine, kent”