#wedensday x you

[ornii]

Height

(Y/n) a very confident 6’1, pats Wednesday’s head.

(Y/n): Aww you’re so short!

Wednesday, a terrifyingly confident 5’1

Wednesday: Okay, put a few inches in me then.

(Y/n), a very much less confident 6’1

(Y/n): *Stunned Silence*

[king-of-the-underworld-hades]

heyy

Could you make a oneshot with wenclair x male reader who smokes and skateboards you can add anything you want to it just if R can have messy black medium long hair with purple ends and matching colored eyes

I was hoping I would see this one again I really wanted to do this one before my old account was deleted. I don’t skate so sorry if I sound like a poser.

Sk8ter Love(Male)

Art by @ellie5756_milky on X

The halls of Nevermore were bustling as per usual. Students talking to each other, cliques walking in groups as per usual, the "mean girls" judging a random passerby, etc. One of these groups suddenly split as you sped down the hall leaving a streak of dark purple. "Watch it!" You yelled out. You were low to the ground on your board a hand on each side gripping the board to help maneuver through the halls, you expertly weaved through the halls having many close calls but you had been doing this for years so it was nothing new. After a few minutes, you reached your destination, your dorm. You power stopped in front of your door unlocked it and walked in picking up your board in the process. Walking in the sound of your roommate playing GTA V filled your ears. "Yo," Your roommate Damien said not looking at you. "Sup, what you doing?" You asked as you sat on your bed taking off your boots and watching the screen to see him get blown up by an oppressor. "I dunno," he responded as he blew out smoke. You rolled your eyes and stood up opening the window. "I thought we talked about smoking with the window closed?" "Forgot," you sighed and grabbed the cigarette from him and took a drag of it before blowing the smoke out the window, "Methonal?" "Yeah, one of the Vamps got it for me," Damien said as you got a text. "You could've asked me to pick some up," you said as you checked the text. It was from Wednesday from the group chat with her and Enid, opening it you saw a picture of yourself blowing smoke out the window. With the text under it reading. "You're smoking already?" You could practically hear her annoyance in the text. You chuckled and responded, "Were you watching my window waiting for me?" "...Just get up here already." "She totally was," Enid texted. You smiled and walked over to your closet. "Imma be at-," "You're girlfriends dorm all day. Don't call or text unless I'm dead," Damien said finishing your sentence. You chuckled tied your hair up loosely and left the dorm with your board.

When you arrive at their dorm you open the door and Enid immediately hides behind you. "Baby, calm her down!" "Mi Amor, please tell the mutt that she can't take the hoodie I took from you for herself," Wednesday said eyes locked on Enid like she was prey, Enid was wearing one of your hoodies which was Wednesday's favorite one of your collection. You sighed and pat Enid's head. "Pup give it back to Wends," you said as Enid pouted. "Why does she get to have one for herself!?" "Cause the one toy usually steal is dirty after you spilled juice on it. Again," you said as Enid groaned and took the hoodie off giving it to Wednesday who was Smirking. Wednesday slipped into it and Enid flopped on her bed and started complaining to Yoko and Divina how unfair you were being. You sat down on Wednesday's bed sat on your lap and took out your hair tie letting your hair fall to your shoulders. She took a strand of your hair and rolled it in between her fingertips. You found out early in your relationship Wednesday loved your hair. Unlike most teens, you keep your hair clean, conditioned, and soft. You always did hair care, skin care, etc. But, Wednesday always loved your hair especially, the way it flowed, and how your hair faded seamlessly into the purple color she came to adore. She loved how it glowed whenever you used your abilities. As she was playing with your hair and staring into your eyes she began to lean in for a kiss but was interrupted when Enid appeared behind you and pulled you down and kissed you first. Enid looked at Wednesday and jumped off the bed grabbing the spare skateboard you kept in the room and began to skate out of the room in an attempt to outrun Wednesday who got off your lap and began to chase Enid with her mace, the medieval kind. Thing crawled out from under Wednesday's bed and tapped the floor a few times. "Yeah... I should probably go after them."

[n0tm1tski]

Y/N: What are you in the mood for?

Xavier: World domination.

Y/N: That's a bit ambitious.

Xavier: You are my world.

Y/N: Aww

Xavier: ...

Y/N: ...

Y/N: OH.

[simpforboys]

Hi there! I have a request for Xavier Thorpe or Tyler Galpin if you are interested! Basically an Addams!reader in which she is the complete opposite of Wednesday, not because she's sunshine and rainbows, she's still an Addams after all, but she takes after their dad. Excitable about pain and murder and torture with a flair for the dramatics

just like your dad

xavier thorpe x fem!addams!reader

summary: xavier and you share a bond for art. while your styles are different, you share experiences.

warnings: fluff, swearing, you’re goth

works for blood related or adopted, no physical descriptions

i made the reader draw (idk why, when i was writing it just flowed to me) so sorry if this isn’t exactly what you wanted, i tried lol!!

ever since you and your sister, wednesday, had arrived at nevermore, there has been very different experiences.

while wednesday tended to be emotionless, full of hatred, yet somehow caring deep under her dead stare. you were passionate, expressed yourself, and family oriented.

seeing the way your father cherished and treated your mother has had a huge impact on you ever since you were little.

he would always go out of his way for your mother. he would kill for her, he would die for her, and he would live for her.

and you wanted to experience that same kind of love.

you kept an open mind at nevermore. after all, they did have a ton of students and a fencing program that you immediately joined.

your father had taught you, wednesday, and pugsley the fine arts of torture and pain from a very young age.

it was something you all had taken a liking too, but for you it drove deeper then just pain. it was more what pain could do on a psychological level, how it can mentally mess someone up for good.

and despite wednesday and her stone-cold self that she inherited from your mother, you had also taken on your father’s dramatic personality.

that’s why you easily made friends at nevermore. people liked being around you, especially xavier thorpe.

it wasn’t a lie to anyone that he found you enticing. you were gorgeous, unafraid, and most of all… different.

different in a sense that while others tended to shy away, you would stick up despite the judgement you could face. different in a way that drove xavier insane, and he needed to be around you constantly or else he felt like a part of him was missing.

“what are you up to, y/n?” xavier raised his eyebrows in confusion as you sat on a nearby bench that overlooked the quad of nevermore.

you peered up at him, showing him your sketch. you had drawn everyone in the quad with an explosion in the middle.

“what’s that for?” xavier asked, sitting next to you.

“just a thought i had, staring off at the crowd. isn’t explosions fun?” you smiled at the boy.

“watch..” xavier took his hand and held it over your drawing.

you watched in anticipation as the drawing you had done began to come to life. the little explosion blew up, causing everyone to come flying backwards.

“oh my…” you trailed off. xavier smiled at your excitement.

“do you want to come see my little get away?”

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there wasn’t a silent moment on the way to xavier’s art shed.

you were blurting out ideas you had, and xavier just listened. he loved hearing you talk about things you were passionate about.

“when i was little, my father taught us all the importance of family. he was devastated when my uncle fester disappeared, but my mom was there to help him through it.”

“seeing love in a beautifully sickening way, it made me crave it. i want to be pursued like that.”

xavier stared at you. he felt his stomach ache as the two of you made it to his art shed. 

“y/n-”

“what’s this?” you accidentally interrupted him. 

xavier, now embarrassed, began to unlock his shed. 

“you’re not going to kill me, right?” you looked at the boy. 

“what? no-”

“shame.”

xavier stared at you in shock as you entered his little getaway. you looked around the small shed, artwork depicted everywhere.

“is this where you draw?”

“draw, paint, think. basically.”

xavier nervously watched as you inspected each painting carefully.

“what’s this?”

you pointed to a sketch that was you.

“that’s uh- nothing.” xavier quickly shut the sketch book. his tall frame was now extremely close to you.

“do you draw me, xavier?” you stared up at him through your lashes.

it was a new feeling inside of you, and you couldn’t tell what. but the way he had portrayed you in such a beautiful way, it made your heart… flutter?

you could see the embarrassment on his face. his cheeks tinted red and he avoided your gaze.

you suddenly were aware of the cologne he was wearing. the scent filled your nostrils as his big hand covered the sketch.

“you don’t need to be embarrassed. i’m quite a piece of art, huh?” you couldn’t help but tease him.

xavier smiled at you.

“look.”

you opened your own notebook and showed him the sketches you’ve drawn. not as well as xavier’s, but the creativity behind each one was evident.

there was a reoccurring theme of pain and torture behind each one that should’ve frightened xavier, but it only made him more insightful.

“is your mom and dad into all this stuff?”

you peered up at xavier.

“my father showed us all from a young age the beauty of pain and torture. i tend to focus on the physiological level rather then physical, unlike my sister.”

“you really are just like your dad, huh?” xavier started to tease you now.

“you could say that. i definitely take after him more than my mother.”

“can i help you with your sketch work?”

you hesitantly nodded. xavier grabbed his stool and sat down, you standing very close to him.

his knee would bump into your leg every time he moved. the motion was enough to send shocks into both your bodies.

xavier flipped through your notebook.

“the overall creativity is amazing. it really allows me to see what goes on inside your head, which is what art is supposed to represent. but the line-work could use some help.”

you watched him carefully, not noticing the way your eyes stared at his veiny hands.

with the flip of another page, xavier landed on the drawing you had completely forgotten about.

it was you, at the weathervane, smiling wide as you sat across from a boy who looked identical to xavier. to make matters even worse, there were little hearts above the two of you.

now it was your turn to be embarrassed as xavier looked up at you, a giant smirk on his face.

“thing must have drawn that-“

“oh yeah? because the way the lines connect is just like the other drawings.”

“i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“how about you let me take you out to the weathervane?”

“like a-“

“date. a date.”

you stared directly into xavier’s blue eyes. his gaze was intimidating and you would be lying if you said you weren’t a little scared.

“fine.”

[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!!!

[wakanda-forever-andotherfandoms]

tbh i kinda wanna see a xavier thorpe x bianca barlay x afab reader so somebody better get on that cause im not a good writer

[emojellyace08]

Found you're writing really good 😈😈 and now you're my next target 😂😂 How do you think gun would react finding someone 100x times beautiful from crystal with great body anddddddd 👀👀👀 is strong like ui daniel but is not quite rich and lives a normal life working at a part time cafe ??? 😮😮😮 lordddd 🤌🤌 the reaction would be priceless, please do it 🥲

Gun Park (Park Jonggun x Female Reader!) short story

A/N: Hello fellow human! Sorry if I ever replied back REALLY LATE. I'll still make Lookism x reader content, but I'm really busy rn so sorry if this felt rushed (and I have a periodical exams to take in Wedensday oof). Genre: fluff? Warnings: mild cursing and mentions of mafia activities (unedited)

Gun isn't exactly the type to easily fall in love, even impressing him alone without trying hard is challenging by itself as many successors, enemies, and other people tried to show their all to the Shiro Oni. But every blood, sweat, and tears were wasted just trying to lay a finger by the unstoppable man, if they would even call him one.

And it is also just a normal day for everyone, people in the city are either spending their money off by their personal plans or continue on with their daily lives. Other women were having their shopping galore either with their friends or alone with quite noticeable make-up plastered on their face yet making their face sparkle up with the cosmetics. Ulzzangs posting their new selfies getting tons, if not millions of likes and social media users having a debate who's prettier or more attractive. Students were stressing out with their school activities or gossip drama with the adults wanting to slack off and get a chug of beer after a long day of their shifts or just take a long nap like a lazy cat with their eyebags being dark and hollow like a panda.

And to most people, you're just an ordinary woman living her life in the crowded city of Seoul. You wouldn't exactly call it the best life ever, but you were somehow thankful to make it this far after long days of shifts and even sometimes working on Holidays even if you want to have a sip of your own coffee at your own place. You're already a functional and working adult yet you sometimes miss your home despite you and your family having your own personal problems. Yet you continue to strive not only for them but mostly for yourself. If it weren't for some men forcing you to have a chat with you by offering their numbers quite rudely, you might even have better days without them putting you into situations you don't even want to experience just because you were considered beautiful.

It was already five in the afternoon, yet you're still there at the cafe doing your duties as a barista and a waitress. The place will be quite silent, almost weird with the sound of silence if it weren't for the chatty customers with some chilling with their drink and pastries of choice. College students doing their research in groups, office-workers updating their marketing plans, and angsty teenagers listening to their melancholic music with their Airpods on. With the stress that you are feeling right now, you felt the need to listen to your own playlist while you watched the sun sank in the sky with a splash of pink, yellow, and blue creating a splash of colors that felt nostalgic yet different at the same time.

Hours passed with people coming in and out, the sky already turning night time with white stars sparkling at night. The yellow lights of the place illuminating at the dark to not only make the place more atmospheric, but to also make the customers feel comfortable with the chill yet warm vibe.

"Miss Y/N, are you already getting the order done for customer five?" your manager with a dark perfect bun for her hairstyle with pale foundation, reddish blush and lip tint, and sunken eye bags (reminding you of a porcelain doll) asked with a raised eyebrows and strict tone as you responded with a hum for agreement while you're mixing and preparing the drink condiments. "Yes Sajangnim (boss) I'm already done with the coffee macchiato and I already have the egg sandwich." you replied while hurrying to prepare the Americano. "Good, more tickets are coming you better hurry up." she replied while she scolds your co-worker that you are deeply annoyed at when she's slumping on the side clicking on her phone instead of helping you out. "She's probably texting someone to date huh?" a voice on your side whispered while you yelped in surprise. "Fucking, geez stop spawning randomly on the side like that." you hissed as he chuckles silently trying to minimize his voice while you also tried not to laugh hysterically. "Okay fine. You're working too much. I'll do the coffee latte and get the mango graham and the croissant." he suggested while your eyes widened in confusion and a bit of surprise. "You sure Jace?" you asked the young man with big ears as he raises a thumbs up "It's fine Eonni (older sister ; metaphorically). Now you go." "You just want your fees to go higher." you teased as he manners to go shooing you away. "I need it since I got to repair Vasco's phone." "Whatever, just do the job right and smooth." you smiled while he finger guns with a tongue-click sound.

You took the orders in your hand and approached the table before you quickly noticed the two familiar guys. You sighed before going closer to the very annoying customers just then the blonde with dark shades greeted you with a dramatic enthusiasm.

"Yo Y/N! It's nice to see you where have you been?!" Goo stood up while waving his hand making the other customers look in confusion. You not wanting to create a scene, you placed the tray in the table and planned to go away. But a hand held your own in a soft but not rather affectionate touch before you swat it away.

"What the hell are you doing in here?" you asked while you felt your blood boiling in frustration. "But we're here to-" "Shut the fuck up Walmart Ken." you scolded Goo while he created a insulting gasp while the ebony-haired man smirked in amusement. "We're here for Charles orders. We're going to take you back in the place where you truly belong for unfinished business." he commented in a calm yet teasing manner making you even more agitated. "This is my business, Gun." If it weren't for the other customers if they ever got frightened and with your manager firing you, you might created a miserable scene that you don't want to happen in the first place. But these people haunts down your biggest fears like a black hole swallowing your entire existence.

"And how did you even find me here? And don't you see the no smoking sign?" you rolled your eyes making Goo and Gun grin more while Gun huffs his smoke, "We have our own ways." "And c'mon Y/N, we know you miss doing tough missions with us!" Goo again interfered while you stood their in cold feet not knowing what to do with this situation. "And besides Charles is offering you a billion won with making the four major crews stronger for him to pay you, even make it thrice the price if you did the job well." Gun offered while taking a sip of his coffee and the other man looking at the menu sheet to order more of the sweets. "Well don't you contact me when either the Workers tried to interfere or your goons stabbing all of your backs." you replied with a sass while Gun just replies. "If that ever happens, I'm not going to hesitate to beat their-" "Yo Y/N, can I get a latte with a chocolate doughnut?" the childish guy ordered interrupting Gun's long speech. Though his eye accessory hides his orbs, you can imagine (almost see) Goo flickering his eyelashes like a puppy begging to play with it's owner. "Whatever, I'm leaving." you rolled your eyes in frustration before going to the employee room and aggressively slamming the door. "Wait what? Y/N We still have lots to talk about and my order-" Goo was about to chase you before Gun kicked him in the legs under the table, successfully earning a hiss of pain from the other guy. "Let her be, she'll change her mind." Gun interrupted while Goo raised his eyebrows. "Hah?! For fuck's sake we're just going to let her run away? Again? You'll be in fault if Charles scolded our scrawny asses again." Goo ranted as the people in the cafe started to weirdly glare at them for being to noisy. "I know where she's going, besides she would get scolded, even probably fired since she left during her shift. So just stay calm." Gun replied while stealing the sweet and umami food that Goo just offered that's been sitting for a minute now. "Hey! that's my sandwich!" "Just buy another one you got twenty thousand won on your wallet." Gun replied while he wipes off the extra mayo on his mouth with a tissue. "Says the one who's chomping off my toast right now, idiot." "Stop making Gordon Ramsey references or I'll kill you."

"Y/N where the hell have you been! Don't you see that there's lots of tickets flooding in here?! Oi you brat answer me!" your manager who's been flickering your guts scolded you while your co-worker from earlier smirks at your downfall, you not only fixing your bag in your locker but also trying to make yourself composed as you don't want to lash out your anger to the people who have done nothing wrong to you (they do, a lot but you just don't complain about it). "If you won't answer my question-" "Shut up." you murmured interrupting her speech in a lifeless manner. "I'll leave. You can fire my ass." "Hey Y/N what is going on in here?" Jace asked before you again slammed the exit door, leaving the poor guy confused and lots of responsibility in his hands...

You ran, as fast as you could. You kept running and running. You ran past the tall buildings filled with city lights creating a beautiful atmosphere, yet the familiar feeling of sorrow began to linger on your mind and heart reminding you of the memories of the past that you tried to bury deep down to start a completely fresh start of the first chapter of your life. But it looks like even books can have it's pages ripped and burned.

After a long mile, you stopped your movement as you breathe deeply trying to catch air like you're being suffocated by your feeling of dread. You didn't want to go in this place, but it is the only place that you called home.

This is the place where you met them, where you grew up, and where you were turned into a monster.

It is an old and abandoned park, the fake wood texture of the metal benches started to rust with the colorful paint with vulgar words and drawings adding to the stain. Trash were everywhere, even a scary place like this looks like it's been a hang out for runaway teenagers or addicts. The trees and plants look completely dry and lifeless since it's not been watered and just not being cared of, making the crunchy leaves fall down into the ground. Newspaper with the dirty and used ashtrays and used beverage bottles were also scattered in the area. It is a complete mess like what you are right now, but the smell of toxins and beer makes your mind hazy and in peace as you try to think of the good memories that you have in here (if you ever had one).

You thought that you can finally have your moment of peace and solitude. But it looks like you have to deal with these fuckers you kept whistling and cooing at your existence. Looks like they're drunk men who's been wasting their life, completely indulged in alcohol and other things that are addicting even though they mostly look formal, decent, and clean. The police were doing a bad job for shooing away people who don't have a home but doesn't arrest people like this. People who were supposed to act normal and responsible now that they have everything, not chugging on alcohol.

"Who is this chick over here?" a skinny man with a white polo asked as his friend's arms snaked into your shoulder, making you uncomfortable. "What are you doing here alone? Is your boyfriend supposed to take-" "Shut the fuck up and leave me alone retards." you swatted his hand away and getting distance from them, but this doesn't alarm the men keeping their annoying behavior in touch. They started making laughs and mocking faces making your blood boil. "Feisty huh? Don't worry, We will take care of yo-"

Everything went fast as you slammed him into the ground. His friends were caught off guard but the other goon decided to take you down. "You bitch!-"

It looks like a bad idea huh? Since you were so fast, you managed to capture and block his punch. You put pressure on his hand as you then twisted it making it dislocate and elbowing him on his armpit impacting pain on his shoulder and upper limb. He is now crying on the ground, coughing and crying like a little toddler who scratched his elbow as the other men decided to attack you besides the leader of the group who cowers in fear. Kicks, punches, and attacks are made by you causing them to get knocked out by your bare strength. You clicked your tongue in dismay when a familiar figure approached the scene. "I knew that you would be here." he muttered while you huffed in pure disgust as Gun smirked at the damage you have inflicted. "If you asked again for me to be a slave of your shitty management I'm not going with you." cutting him off with a unsatisfied tone, you started walking away from the place but then he tapped your shoulder. But you're not in the mood to interact with anybody. You didn't even thought twice that you punched him in the face yet he didn't even budged. A flow of blood starting to drool down on his chin. The masochistic Shiro Oni starting to get excited about your sudden aggression as he let himself get hit in the first place. "Will you stop following me around like a dog?! GET LOST YOU MOTHERFUCKER!"

"Punching me on the face would not end great for you, but this is why I like you Y/N. Now show me what you got can you?~" his demonic grin appearing on his scarred face.

[the-blind-assassin-12]

WiP Wednesday

@zaffrenotes tagged me to share a peek from something I’m working on- Thanks D!!

Since I’m planning another late post and ghost for Ezra & Clara tonight, how about something entirely different?

From an upcoming summer prompt request tied to Leather & Smoke:

Tagging: @something-tofightfor @krissology @suchatinyinfinity @paracosmenthusiast @valkblue @novemberrain221 and anyone else who wants to share what they’re working on!

[fairycosmos]

omg wait u DO look like christinas ricci... its ur eyes especially, they're so big & pretty...

first of all LOVE YOU!!!! 💖 second of all i cant even fathom how ppl see that but you guys say it quite a bit on here djsjjjssjz no ones ever said it to me irl. i think it's the forehead where we look similar as well (non derogatory i appreciate my big skull). anyway gotta do wedensday addams cosplay at some point ig omg!! mwah a million kisses for you x

[ornii]

You’re An Idiot (My Idiot)

(Y/n): Okay, so when the baby is born, we make a makeshift space ship and put it in the middle of the woods, then you take a Polaroid picture of me taking him out the spaceship and like in 12 years when he finds it. We’ll stand behind him all dramatic like, “it’s about time we told you the truth.”

Wednesday: Why would we do this?

(Y/n): Because it’s hilarious!

Wednesday: It’s stupid, You’re an Idiot.

(Y/n): Well, you’re probably even dumber than me.

Wednesday: And what would bring you to that conclusion?

(Y/n): I mean you’re dumb enough to let me swoon you and get you pregnant…

Wednesday: *Stunned Realization* …. Touché.

[king-of-the-underworld-hades]

As a fellow fan of second life ranker (your pfp) I feel I must make a request to you. Can we get a gn reader and headcannons for spending new years with Wednesday, Enid, Yoko, and Bianca?

Thank you so much 🙏

New years with Nevermore Girls

Wednesday

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-She would be indifferent about the holiday clamming it’s just another day.

-You would have to drag/carry her to a party or to a family gathering whether that be yours or hers.

-She would spend most her time clung to your side. If anything girl who wasn’t family approached you she would glare at her and pretend to slit her throat scaring her off.

-When midnight comes around she wouldn’t kiss you.

-When you two got home she would make out with you to make up for not kissing you at midnight.

Enid

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-She spends hours getting ready

-She pick out your outfits

-Enid would drag you around the party or family gathering

-She would kiss you at midnight hungrily as if she never kissed you

Yoko

^Pic source

-She was probably the most chill about it.

-You would be with her and some other vamps in the woods by a fire.

-She would hold you close the whole night occasionally kissing your cheek, neck, or lips.

-When midnight came around she would kiss you softly before saying “I love you~”

^Pic artist

-Unlike most she would want to go to a party and definitely not a family gathering so she would plan a date for the two of you.

-The date would always be designed around your taste like your favorite restaurant, favorite store, favorite place to go, etc

-She would constantly hold your hand and if another girl tried to flirt with you she would hug you from behind and say “They’re mine. Get your own.”

-When midnight comes around she’ll ask to slow dance her dorm before kissing you.

Thank you for reading and HAPPY NEW YEARS 🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊

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hi sorry for going awol. i was gone to see monsta x on tuesday, driving home all day wedensday, then back to work today. anyways monsta x are literally the loves of my life and i simultaneously wanna hug changkyun and fight him in a denny’s parking lot also wonho got hurt and fucking kept going because he was scared to disappoint us. baby, no. we love you no matter what. i hope he gets lost of rest because he and the others deserve it ! also hearing mohae live??? chef kisses. i’m kinda in my feels for my mx muses now so i’ll probably put out a starter call for them soon. i’ll be getting through replies this weekend! stay tuned kids

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Caroline X Klaus (from tvd) dating would involve plz😊

Wedensday, 6:30 p.m. NFL time. Hope you like it, there's extra stuff, it's one of my favourite's.~Yulta

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Wednesday Addams - Oblivious

Backstory- You had liked Wednesday since she got to Nevermore and became your roommate. She now has a mystery crush.

Not proof read! Please do not copy or steal my work or post it anywhere else. If you have any requests please dm me!

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Reader pov-

I was looking everywhere for her. Nowhere to be found.

I tried talking to Wednesday earlier about rearranging our dorm so we would have more space, but when I went up to her she closed her eyes and took a sharp turn, walking in the opposite direction.

I took that as my hint to leave her alone.

Most people didn't get that with Wednesday. She needed to be alone sometimes, and I respected that as much as I could.

But she usually seemed to enjoy being around me. I always felt like somehow I was the exception to her coldness.

I knew why she was acting so weird lately though. She had a crush.

She often let me read the novel that she was working on. It was very painfully obvious that the main character was her.

In her novel, the protagonist had just begun to form a crush. But they couldn't tell them for fear of letting their guard down.

It hurt that Wednesday liked someone, but I was glad she was finally beginning to open up.

But when I asked her about who she liked she replied "Don't be ignorant Y/n. It's just a character in a book. I had to make it interesting somehow." 

But I knew better. I had been trying to figure out who she liked for days. But I had come up with nothing. She shunned almost everyone that tried to talk to her.

I mean the only friends she had in this school were me and Eugene, and I don't even count because we're roommates. She has to get along with me.

I went into our dorm, seeking to talk to her about our room some more. I had learned to drop the subject of her infatuation.

She ended up being on the balcony. No cello. No typewriter. That was odd.

I quietly closed the door behind me and went to sit on my bed to read my book. As I said, I was better off leaving her be.

I had gotten a few chapters in when she entered back in through the window. She didn't even notice me until I spoke up.

"Are you alright? You looked kind of deep in thought."

I watched as her spine straightened out and her shoulders tensed. She refused to be startled or scared, so her version was more of a tense-up.

"What book are you reading?" She said, shaking off my question.

"The Catcher in the Rye. You didn't answer my question."

She huffed and turned around.

“If I knew I was walking back into an interrogation, I would have stayed outside."

"Not an interrogation. Just a question."

"I'm fine. Thanks."

"Good. I was meaning to talk to you about rearranging the room by the way. For space. And to mix thin-"

"You really are oblivious aren't you?"

I bookmarked my spot and shut it. I then slowly looked up to make eye contact with the Addams girl.

She looked comfortable for once.

Having your crush as your roommate was beneficial. Especially with Wednesday. I got to see her in something other than her usual dress or uniform. She looked almost relaxed in her black crew neck and sweatpants. Her hair was out of her braids, going down her shoulders in long black waves.

It took a while to convince her that other things were more comfortable for her to sleep in, but I eventually got through. Even getting her to let her hair relax and fall out of her usual braids was a challenge.

It pleased me to see her finally able to let go, even if it was just a little bit.

"What do you mean?"

"Listen. I've been feeling...weird."

"Can you elaborate on that?"

"God, you sound like my therapist."

"I'm serious Wen."

"I've had this feeling. And it hasn't gone away. I've had it for a while but it started to get stronger recently. I don't know what to do about it."

"Can you describe it? Maybe I can help."

"Every time I'm around a certain person, I get this rush. It's even better than an adrenaline rush. It's like, whenever I'm around them, time stops. I want to get rid of it. Now."

Ouch.

"I mean it sounds like you like them a lot. You have a crush. And the only way to get rid of that is to tell them."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"See this is why I was outside earlier. I could just talk inside my head instead of having someone else ask the same questions."

"Fine. If you aren't going to take my help I might as well.."

"No. Fine. Go ahead. What should I do?"

Helping her get the person she wanted sucked. I guess that's what friends were for, but sometimes a crossover of friend and crush is fatal.

"Have you tried dropping hints?"

She looked at me, eyes glaring as hard as she could.

"Yes. But they're so oblivious to everything I do, they just brush it off."

"So tell them straight up."

"But I can't. They deserve someone better."

I stood up and walked over to her, sitting down on her bed next to where she was standing up.

She sat down next to me, body still as stiff as a board.

"I guarantee they won't be able to find anyone as interesting as you Wednesday. You're certainly irreplaceable."

She stayed silent and finally looked over at me.

I hadn't realized how close we were until she turned. I looked down at her pale lips. They suited her well.

I had to practically hold myself back. I couldn't. She liked someone else. Get it together.

"Y/n?"

My eyes flashed back up to meet hers.

"Wednesday."

She leaned closer to me, so close I could hear her breathe. She smelled like the wind.

"What if- what if that person I've been talking about was...you?"

I looked down and thought about it. All of those signals. Every hint. Every tiny touch or little nudge that she didn't push away. She was trying to let me know she liked me.

I looked back up to meet her eyes again.

"I wouldn't believe you."

"Then let me prove it."

She leaned in just a little closer to fill the gap between us. She was gentle. Too gentle. Like she would break me if she were to press any harder.

I put my hand on the side of her face to pull her closer and let her know it was okay to apply a little more pressure.

We finally pulled away and she looked up at me.

"Well? Do you believe me now?"

"I don't know. Maybe you'll have to do it again." I laughed.

"Hmph." She turned, trying to hide the slight smirk on her face.

"I like you too Wednesday. It's late now though so goodnight, I'll see you tomorrow" I said with a smile.

I got up and headed over to my bed, happy with the outcome of the night.

"Wait," she said a little too quickly.

"What's up."

She looked away, trying to hide her face.

"Could you maybe..stay?" She said just above a whisper.

"I thought you didn't like touch."

"I don't. But there's nothing wrong with you being...closer." She glanced at my bed, all the way across the room.

"As long as you're okay with it."

She nodded and scooted over to the right side of the bed.

I lay down on the left side, trying to leave some room between us. I didn't want to push my boundaries any more than I should, but she surprised me by backing up a little bit. Our backs were now pressed up against each other.

I was a naturally warm person, and Wednesday was naturally cold. It was nice to have something to balance out my heat.

All I could think about was how her body felt pressed up against mine.

Maybe if I stayed awake all night I could make this moment last a little longer.

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THANKS FOR READING!!!

[ornii]

Cashier: *Dead on the inside.*

Wednesday: *Approaches and Slams the Big Mac on the table. Hard*

Cashier: *Looks up absolutely terrified*

(Y/n) awkwardly stands behind Wednesday, who stares daggers at the cashier.

Wednesday: He Ordered, no pickles.

I can vividly picture this meme’d out.