#wednesday addams headcanons

[theunreliablewriter]

Clumsy Defender

Pairing: Wednesday Addams x Fem!Reader, Brief Fem!Reader x Friend!Enid

Warnings: Blood, Mentions of fighting

Fluff / Very Mild, Short-lived Angst

Word Count: 1.6k

Request: Wednesday x reckless reader fluff pls? Maybe the reader is always getting into fights and Wednesday always finds the reader with a broken arm or bloody nose?? - @cheesecaketwilight

Author’s Note: I’m sorry this departed from your request in terms of the Reader being a frequent fighter. Otherwise, I hope you like it! And side note, maybe Wednesday will be out of character to some, but I stand by the idea she would be a total softy for her girlfriend, at least in private. :)

You could feel numerous sets of eyes on you as you rushed through the quad, trying your best to conceal your bloodied, already swelling hand.

Normally, your fellow Nevermore students spared no more than a glance at your injured self because you were known for always stumbling down — occasionally, up — stairs, falling off of railings, tripping over nothing more than air, and so on.

But, since these injuries followed the sounds of yelling, shoving, and swings of fists being thrown, everyone’s attention was either on you or the infamously arrogant guy laying upon the ground, now several yards behind you.

You weren’t running because you were afraid of getting in trouble with Principal Weems. You were running because you had to get yourself cleaned up and bandaged as quickly as possible because there were barely a couple minutes left of your girlfriend’s class.

You couldn’t let her see you like this, at least not while in such horrific state. Despite loving nearly all things gore, whenever your accident-prone self got so much as a paper cut, she would panic, even though the panicking was not obvious to anyone but you.

“Enid!” You called at before the door to could entirely open.

The colorful blonde shot up immediately from her desk, knocking over a bottle of brightly colored nail polish. “What’s up, (Y/N)?” Enid asked excitedly, obviously not caring about the mess you had just caused. You knew if your girlfriend was there, she would have said something along the lines of her half of the room already looking as though a rainbow had thrown up all over it, so she probably won’t even notice.

“I need your help! Quickly!” You held up your dominate hand, letting her see the fresh blood stream down your wrist, over many already dried trails.

Enid’s eyes were the size of saucers, as she attempted to stutter out, “Wh- what did- How did you-“

“Please, Enid!” You had no choice but to interrupt her. Since you weren’t in the typical spot where you would meet your girlfriend everyday after her class at this time, you knew she would be on her way to look for you here.

“Okay! Okay! It’s all going to be fine!” She tried to assure you. She clasped her hands together, telling you she wasn’t done. “But first, you need to take a deep, soothing breath, (Y/N). Breath in…breath out…breath-“

The glare on your face was one you were certain, in the back of your mind, was one you would have to apologize for later. You especially knew you were going to have to, when you yelled, “Damn it, Enid! Actually help me with this!”

She complied with your rudely voiced order and raced into the bathroom. As you listened to her rummage for whatever supplies she could find, you placed yourself on your girlfriend’s bed. Her black comforter wouldn’t show any blood stains, and even if it did, you knew she wouldn’t mind…as long as she could convince herself it wasn’t your blood.

The overly kind girl sprinted to you and began to help you clean the two deep lacerations that extended from the back of your hand to the begin of your forearm.

“I’m sorry I snapped,” you said to her. “I just want to get this taken care of before…”

Your apology came to a halt at the sound of a heavy, platform boot stepping onto the old wooden floor.

Those dark eyes you found the brightest warmth in instantly gaped to your hand, before shooting up to bore directly into yours.

“What. Happened. Now.” Wednesday said. Her words were a question; they were a demand.

Enid had gone as still as a statue. You were sure she wasn’t even breathing.

And she literally sighed in relief, when Wednesday told her, “I shall handle this myself.”

Enid offered you a genuine smile, telling you she accepted your apology. “I hope you feel better soon, (Y/N)! I’ll see you both later!” She, then, skipped passed your girlfriend, who hadn’t moved an inch or even blinked, and exited the dorm.

You broke the silence with a beg of, “Please don’t be mad.”

If you looked as pathetic as you sounded, it was no shock — to you, at least — that Wednesday’s ridged shoulders slouched, even if was by barely an inch.

“I am not mad you, (Y/N),” she replied, making her way across the room to place herself closely beside you.

She went to work cleaning your hand and wrist. Her cold, skillful hands somehow managed to keep the pain of it at a level barely above an occasional sting.

“But you always seem like it whenever this happens,” you said to her.

“Because it happens constantly, (Y/N). If it isn’t a concussion, it’s a sprained ankle. If it isn’t a gash, it’s a bruise. And now, there’s this. You have successfully taken your talent to wound yourself to astounding new heights.”

“But this time, I was-“

“I do not care what you were doing,” Wednesday interjected, her gaze as hard as stone. “Whatever it was, you were unbelievably reckless for putting yourself in a situation that has left you with such severe injuries.” With the pain of her words, you couldn’t bear another moment of looking her in the eye, despite it being your only hope of figuring out what she was genuinely feeling behind her mask.

For the remaining duration of her bandaging you up better than any doctor could, you stared at your lap.

The taut silence was nearly deafening and only ended when Wednesday announced she was finished with a clipped, “There.”

“I’m sorry,” you practically whispered. “I get it. I know how frequently I injury myself must be annoying, but-“

You felt a hand ever so gently grasp your chin, making you look at her. Those eyes met yours again, telling you everything her monotone voice didn’t, as she assured, “It is not annoying. You are not annoying. That is not the issue.”

“Then why do you always get so frustrated?”

From the prolonged pause, you knew she was debating her next sentence. “You know the answer.”

“I don’t think I do.”

You waited patiently as you watched her perfectly chiseled jaw flex repeatedly from the numerous times she clenched and unclenched it, as though she was trying to force the words out of her throat. “Because I care about you, (Y/N),” Wednesday confessed. She finally released your chin just to place her hand against your cheek. You couldn’t help but lean into the touch, while she continued, “So much, I believed it to be sickeningly obvious to everyone at this school.”

The beating of your heart accelerated, and your stomach filled up with butterflies — feelings only she could provoke inside of you. “And I care about you…which is why I couldn’t let that asshole get away with what he was saying.”

Her head titled, and her brows lowered. “What?”

“Edgar — the vampire, who thinks he’s all that because of his stupid first name. He was making comments about you, calling you a freak, and such. And, well…I got fed up with it, to say the least, and telling him off wasn’t enough.”

“So, this is from a fight?”

“I now know to not aim for the mouth when you’re fighting a vampire and they’re in the process of yelling,” you laughed.

The corners of Wednesday’s mouth perked up, before they dropped to ask, “Why would you fight over something so ridiculous? You know I could not care less what people think of me, let alone someone as pathetic as Edgar.”

“I know you don’t, but you’re my girlfriend and, as I said, I care about you. Don’t act like you wouldn’t retaliate if you overheard people talking badly about me.”

“I would end them,” she said in such a deadpan way, it made you chuckle.

“So, see? Even if you’re the better defender, it doesn’t mean I’m not one as well. I’m just a clumsy defender, I guess.”

Wednesday sighed, glancing down at your bandages. “Yes, you are,” she agreed, while placing her other hand on the opposite side of your face. Her thumbs gently caressed your skin, before she added, “But, you are my clumsy defender, even if the consistent concern about your well-being is going to lead to me an early grave.”

You absolutely beamed, just as you did each and every time your girlfriend announced her claim of you. Only could your grin be shoved away by Wednesday leaning in to close the remaining few inches between you.

The second your lips met hers, you melted against her. Feeling her unnaturally stiff body relax as well only made you want her closer.

Abruptly, you pulled away, causing disappointment to flash across Wednesday’s face. It gave you hope that your request would not be rejected. “Will you cud- lay with me?”

She only stared at you for the longest time, making you smile yet again because you knew she was, at minimum, considering it. “Fine, since you corrected yourself in time to use the least repulsive way to ask.”

How quickly she would always move to lay down was proof enough she did not hate cuddling as much as she implied. How her arms seemed to instinctively wrap around you the moment your head laid on her chest made you believe that maybe, she didn’t hate it all.

Following the gentlest of kisses to you head, Wednesday insisted, “Additionally, I also must hear every last detail of you giving that imbecile precisely what he deserves. Other than for my own enjoyment, I must ensure I handle him a different, unexpected way.”

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[kimpossibly]

𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒/𝐎 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐓

REQUEST Hi hi happy new year!! I love your rowan fic (can't wait for part three) and I was wondering if you could do hc's for Wednesday characters (Wednesday, Enid, Xavier, Rowan, Tyler) seeing their SOs in a suit (preferably a female reader please)? thanks! — anon

AUTHOR'S NOTE: AHHHHH MY FIRST REQUEST!! Hi hi happy new year I love this prompt! I'm getting maaaaaajor Kate Bishop vibes here...this is so exciting. I kind of ended up doing the suit hc + how they would act when taking you to the Rave'N, so I hope you like that bit as well :) Happy new year! I hope you enjoy it!

PAIRING: fem!reader x wednesday characters WARNINGS: two little suggestive comments, but other than that it's just fluff!

✰ 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒

We all know that Wednesday is not one to show enthusiasm...or any emotions. About anything. Ever.

But when you appear in the doorway in a suit, she almost almost cracks a smile.

She recovers quickly, of course, and gives you a brisk "You look nice."

I'm just going to assume you're wearing a suit to some sort of formal event — maybe even the Rave'N

Regardless of where you're going, Wednesday sticks by your side the entire night, glaring at everyone who looks at you.

Basically she's giving everyone the silent "She's mine."

And if anyone comes up to you to flirt? Oooo boy she is threatening them with everything she has.

And after the potential flirters walk away, terrified, and you give her a surprised look, she just stares back at you like she's done absolutely nothing wrong (which, in her mind, she hasn't.)

"Wednesday, what was that?"

"A reasonable reaction to people hitting on my date. Why do you ask?"

And you can only roll your eyes at her, blushing like mad as you wrap an arm around her. "No reason."

✰ 𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑

Now Enid is the exact opposite of Wednesday when it comes to this. When you pop up, girlie squeals.

As in, loud enough to make everyone cringe and cover their ears

Once again, in the opposite fashion of Wednesday, Enid takes every opportunity to show you off to everyone, so much so that you end up a little embarrassed.

"Everyone, look look look! Look at how good Y/n looks!"

"Enid."

"What? Can't I tell everyone how good my girlfriend looks?"

While not socializing, she is dragging you onto the dance floor just so that she can admire you from every angle

And every five minutes she reiterates the sentiment

"Ugh, Y/n, you look so good!"

"I know! You told me five minutes ago! And five minutes before that! And five minutes before that!"

Poor girl is sooooo down bad.

✰ 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐄

I feel like he'd get so thrown off by you in a suit that it'd be easy to mistake it for him not liking it.

Like, he's just so baffled that he can't properly articulate his feelings towards it.

"Y/n...you...um..."

Your heart starts to sink a little, but you cover it up with a small grin.

"That bad, huh?"

Needless to say, that gets his lips moving.

"No!" he shouts, a little too loud. "No, no of course not. You just...you look incredible."

He just genuinely forgets how to get across how drop dead gorgeous he thinks you look

And he feels sooooo much pride when you guys walk in together

He's not going to show you off verbally, but with you on his arm, he's exuding "Yeah, that's right, look at my badass sexy girlfriend."

And towards the end of the dance, you'll ask him if he's ready to go

"Ready to leave?"

"Yeah," he says, then leans in to whisper in your ear, "I really want to see what that suit looks like on the floor."

I think you know what comes after that...

✰ 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖

Oh my God...this boy forgets how to speak.

The second you appear in the doorway wearing the suit, he's a stuttering mess.

He's gonna need his inhaler if he wants to get a few words out

Once he gathers himself, he'll finally tell you how amazing you look

God he feels so cool arriving at the dance with you on his arm

He's just like me...he thinks women in suits are hot.

Literally cannot take his eyes off of you the entire night

He's not much of a dancer, but if you are, he'll probably suffer for a few minutes or so. Just for you.

Plus, it's just another opportunity for him to look at you up close, which is a total win for him.

Also, he is very touchy just in general, but I imagine especially so at this dance.

When you're off to the sides, he'll keep an arm wrapped around your waist or a hand locked in yours.

If you're sitting, he'll keep a gentle hand on your knee

And when you're dancing? He will be holding your hands, waist, anything.

He just likes the feeling of security and knowing that you're there with him and you're not going anywhere.

He'll probably even pull you out of the dance a little early, just so you guys can get back to his dorm before Xavier gets there

✰ 𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐈𝐍

I may not know much, but I know that this man is going to get you blushing in 0.000275 seconds.

He'll momentarily be awestruck by you, but of course he'll recover pretty quickly from the shock. Then, he'll say something that'll get you all hot and bothered

"If I had known you were going to pull off a suit better than me I would've brought sweatpants."

Idk what it is about that slightly awkward, slight confident vibe he has going on, but it works

He knows how to make a gal smile, that's all I'm saying.

He'll be a proper gentleman the whole night, but he's expertly hiding how freaking good you look in that goddamn suit.

He'll probably even make some kind of "twinsies" joke...because, you know...you're both in a suit. Please laugh he'd be so embarrassed if you didn't.

You guys would be on the dance floor ALL NIGHT

You'd be tearing that shit UP don't lie

And it is so much easier to maneuver in a suit over a dress, so you best believe you guys are doing allllllll the dancey dances

The only reason you stop is when one of you is about to collapse and you need to go slam some punch for stamina.

And at the end of the night, he would pull you close just to tell you once more how absolutely amazing you look, just to see the cute lil blush that follows <3

[yanpotatowriter]

Hi so csn you do yandere wednesday x gn reader please thank you

Wednesday is a heavy stalker and when she is occupied with something else she will send thing to stalk you instead, she wants to know anything and everything about her obsession even if it seems irrelevant or not important enough to remember. She also has a notebook that is full of discoveries she made off her obsession, like what their favourite colour is, how they react to their peers and stuff like that. She will torture her rivals without hesitation or mercy, she won’t allow anyone to stand in the way between her and her lover and finds anyone who thinks that they can do just that pathetic and a waste of air and space. She will openly admit to stalking her obsession when confronted with the fact but will also say that she won’t stop, she doesn’t get what is wrong with it.

Will kidnap her obsession eventually in order to make sure that they truly love her. Will force her obsession to come with her whenever she is investigating something, although she knows it is dangerous she also knows that trauma bonding can really help a relationship. If her obsession comes to her with a dilemma or mentions that people are harassing her, she will go after them with full force and no hesitation.   She will kill for her obsession and she would be happy about it too. She tells her family about her obsession whenever she talks to them, or she sends them a letter with what her obsession has been up to since she last talked to her family, she will also say that her obsession is only hers to torture, kill and manipulate but that she would not mind if they decide to accept her as part of the family as she will marry her obsession later down the line even if her obsession doesn’t know it yet. She also does not care about her obsessions gender or sexuality (none of the yanderes do tbh, unless their sexuality makes them unable to date, but that's where Platonic yanderes kick in instead) and will respect her obsessions pronouns and all and will maim anyone who does not, a mistake she can forgive, ignorance she cannot.

[ghostgirl101]

Dating Wednesday Addams Would Be Like This:

A/N: I've been wanting to write something for her for a while, and I feel like this is long overdue 🙃 requests are still open if you have anything in mind you'd like to see for Wednesday or the other characters included on my pinned post. Enjoy reading.

☠️• How did you manage to capture the attention of a certain eccentric, gothic young lady? Maybe you're just quieter than the rest, and unlike everyone else, there's something about you that she can't quite place. Whatever it is, it infuriates Wednesday to no end that her mind keeps wandering to you whenever she's trying to write, trying to distract herself by playing the cello to no avail... you really are an interrupting nuisance.

☠️• But one she doesn't mind being around. After she's gotten over her unwanted reactions and thoughts towards you when you first met - probably through Enid - you'll find that Wednesday suddenly pops up in all the places you go to, at and around Nevermore. Ask her why? You're the only 'tolerable' one, and then she's off again, a slight flush to her cheeks that she needs to go and deal with.

☠️• Speaking of Enid, you'll make fast friends with her. She's definitely more observant than she seems, and so she'll catch on after a week or two how Wednesday seems to lighten up ever so slightly when you're around. She'll invite you for slumber parties and to join her team in any group project, which only encourages Wednesday herself to reluctantly agree to become a part of it too.

☠️• "Come on, Wednesday, join in! It'll be fun!" "No." "That's a shame... you know who's joining us. But if you're not interested-" "...I suppose I could make a few adjustments to my schedule. This once. Don't look so pleased, Enid."

☠️• You're the only one she'll make exceptions for, and doesn't seem at all as put out as she voiced a couple of minutes ago. Even if it's not really her scene, she'll sit by you and watch, or listen to what you have to say. Someone interrupts you?

☠️• "Quiet. Well, go on."

☠️• Wednesday tends to get quite jealous - in her own way - when people she disapproves of steal your attention when you're hanging out. And she disapproves of pretty much anyone, minus Enid and her few closer friends. Usually, her glaring at them encourages them to leave a bit quicker, but if that doesn't work, she has no problem speaking up.

☠️• "Do you mind? We're working. Go and share your trivial attempts of small talk with someone else."

☠️• Being Wednesday's 'friend' also includes her being very protective of you, especially if you're more on the shy side and find it hard to stand up for yourself. Did you see what she did for her brother? You get the same treatment. If someone makes you self-doubt for a minute, she'll deal with the person in a way that most likely includes blood and a trip to the head's office, and a sweet but... well, a Wednesday-like attempt at shutting down those negative thoughts to make you feel better.

☠️• "Don't be ridiculous. Your facial features are... well, significantly prettier than any others I've seen here at Nevermore. And back at home, for that matter." "If you weren't clever, I'd have no interest in spending my time with you. And here we are."

☠️• She likes being with you and Enid doing whatever, usually, but at the times when it's just you and her unwinding after a chaotic day at school, Wednesday prefers getting on with her writing while you do whatever creative work you like doing. Interested in art? Here's a very flattering offer to illustrate a few things for her characters from her books. Like writing yourself? Alright, write a few hundred words of descriptive writing so she can see what your style's like. Writing together and sharing ideas is an example of a perfect evening for Wednesday.

☠️• Another way to bond is her teaching you how to play the cello. You're a 'passable student' that she's comfortable with teaching, and if you already play a different instrument, you can harmonise with each other. Even you can't miss the way her breath catches as the closeness of it all, and Wednesday gives Thing a knowing glare as you bite your tongue and hide a smile.

☠️• Eventually, when Wednesday has to come to terms with her feelings - or rather, Enid begs with her to do something and tell you how she feels, because 'you guys as a couple is so cuuuute!!' - you'll get a slightly overwhelmed-looking Wednesday Addams at your door, and a blunt invitation to go on an odd trip with her to the cafe. A date, you ask? "'Call it what you will." And then, before she rushes off again, "yes, a date. Obviously."

☠️• She can't help but take you to a more interesting location like the cemetery afterwards though, because that's Wednesday for you. If it's clear you're enjoying yourself, she'll give the smallest of half-smiles and state that she knew you'd like it, you two are similar, in a non-nauseating way. Whatever that means. It's a good thing.

☠️• After that point, it's clear that you're a couple. She refers to you by your name or as her significant other or partner when you're mentioned, and if she hears you call her your girlfriend, she'll get a feeling that isn't half as disgusting as she thought it'd be, after seeing how her parents are with each other. Her parents will be desperate to meet you, something which Wednesday has to give them a firm lecture on what not to do or say before she lets them. Still, it's nice to see you get on with the family. After all, you're a part of her family too.

☠️• I know a lot of people think that Wednesday isn't very affectionate at all, and that's something I half agree with. It's hard for her to initiate anything physical, and the thought of being all sappy like her mum and dad makes her feel nauseated... but if you move closer to her for a hug, she won't pull away. She'll shift closer when she thinks you don't notice, and only tenses and goes back to her indifferent, annoyed self again when Enid squeals in delight when she comes across the two of you. Any display of affection from you is welcome, and in public, you're either walking impossibly close to each other, or are hand in hand. If anyone comments, she'll make a remark on their embarrassing love life, or even decide to ignore them. You're more important. She'll deal with the idiots later.

☠️• I've mentioned it earlier, but again, highly protective. Honestly, once you get to that level of trust where she tells you everything - about her books, her visions, her private thoughts and feelings, her plans before she goes ahead with them - this girl would take a bullet for you. It's another way she shows she cares.

☠️• She comes off as indifferent and dark and sadistic, and Wednesday is all of those things. But with you, she finds herself softening a little, and maybe, just maybe, starting to rethink the things her mother told her before about love. And when she thinks you're fast asleep and not paying any attention, those very words are whispered vulnerably into the darkness of your room.

[robinbuckleysgfreall]

Haii would you ever be so kind to write Wednesday ( ˊ(❢)ˋ ) and shy y/n Fluff & Smut❤️‍🔥💗? And possibly head canons of Wednesday hot and bothered please 🙏🏽

Wednesday hot and bothered head-canons

The idea of getting Wednesday all flustered 😫 I’ll write the first request soon!!

Warnings: sexual references not too explicit, kind of fluffy, flustered Wednesday

Wednesday never really noticed how you made her feel until after the whole crackstone debacle. She always thought that weird feeling in her stomach she got when around you just her being on edge because of the monster. It wasn’t until after she had defeated crackstone that she started noticing her feelings for you more much to her disgust at first

Every time you smiled at her across the room she would glare back and turn away trying to ignore the flushed feeling feeling in her ever so pale face.

She hated when she had to sit next to you in class because every time your legs would accidentally brush under the table it would give her the worst butterflies forcing her to clamp her legs together to relieve the tension, she would always rush out of class as soon as the bell ran to get away from you so you wouldn’t see how flustered she got

Wednesday usually loved unsettling feelings but she was not sure how to process these feelings. I mean the last time she opened herself up to someone they turned out to be a monster but Wednesday concluded all men are monsters

Wednesday has masturbated before, she never really thought of it much as a pleasurable thing just something the human body needed to get done. But it wasn’t long until she found her head clouded with thoughts of you as she did, the way you applied your chapstick to you plush lips of the way you would skip through Jericho on the weekends in those ever so short skirts of yours. Not that she was looking

Wednesday tried to feel disgusted with herself feelings, were not her thing buf she couldn’t help it. she only vowed to never love a man so i guess she could lov- no absolutely not

Meanwhile this was all happening you were trying your hardest to get closer to Wednesday, make her like you more so you devised a plan with enid (who had already sussed out the crush you and Wednesday both unknowingly hd on eachother)

The plan was for Enid to tell wednesday to meet her at the weathervane to study but send you instead and message Wednesday that she couldn’t make it so that’s why she sent you. Fool proof plan right?

“Why did you and enid trick me?” Wednesday asked her face expressionless. “W-wgat? No enid couldnt com-“ you started and Wednesday interrupted “save your embarrassing excuses if you wanted to see me you could have just said” Wednesday continued and you caught her blink, a rare sight.

After your little date you walked Wednesday back to her dorm and said goodbye. Before she could enter her room you placed a quick kiss to her cheek making her blink rapidly and blush. You looked away bracing yourself for her to be mad but she responded saying “that’ll cost you a finger you know” before smiling awkwardly and entering her dorm.

You giggled at her joke and made your way back to your own dorm thinking of how crazy it is that you made Wednesday Addams blush.

Idk if this is any good but yeahhh. Making Wednesday nervous would be so fun tbh but also sleep with one eye open.

[missnancychavez]

Wednesday x Xavier Headcanons

She's the Dom, he's the sub. No questions asked

Despite being the dom, Wednesday is the little spoon. She thinks Xavier is a quite comfortable pillow.

She'll let him braid her hair. He loves when she plays with his, though she only does it when it's the two of them alone.

Gomez and Morticia love him. So does Pugsly. Fester thinks he is the shit, and wants him to paint his portrait. Xavier obviously agrees.

Wednesday doesn't really say "I love you" all that often (twice, she's said it twice) but will often write him letters, ending them with, deine liebe (your love) because clearly German is the most romantic language.

Their first date is watching horror movies on her balcony, while Enid is with Ajax for the night. Her pick is The Hills Have Eyes; his is Dirty Dancing.

Xavier is super protective of her. After Thornhill and the Hyde, the arrow to her shoulder, and then the stalker almost killing her; he freaks out anytime she shows the slightest indication of pain, especially if she is bleeding. She acts annoyed, but deep, deep down, it makes her feel something... safe.

^ This one is getting a story attached, eventually ^

Gomez and Morticia insist that Xavier calls them mom and dad. They don't take no for an answer.

Wednesday is surprisingly physically affectionate, in the most subtle of ways. She's always holding his hand or standing directly in front of him, her back pressed against his front, his hand on the small of her back.

He calls her 'love' and 'Wendy'. She thinks pet names are juvenile. But on occasion she'd slip and call him 'mi cuervo' (my raven)

They are both super competitive, but he loves the way she sends him a miniscule smug grin when she wins, so he's loses on purpose.

She is his muse. She is secretly proud of that fact.

[addamsology]

WEDNESDAY ADDAMS HEADCANONS

- can barely stand people calling her nicknames and would rather die with a smile on her face than call someone a nickname, especially an endearing one

- has such beef with bright colours, specifically puke green and pink

- one of her favourite past times is axe throwing. usually, she just throws axes at trees in the forest but enid took to an actual axe throwing place

- likes salty/sour foods and has little to no sweet tooth

- the lightest sleeper ever, which also makes her a little sleep deprived. she's always on high alert so the smallest noise will wake her up. rem sleep? never heard of her

- will rot inside all day when it's really hot outside. she might as well be a vampire

- she's had the same handwriting her whole life. she basically came out the womb with perfect handwriting

[kimpossibly]

𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒' 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐄 𝐒/𝐎 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓

REQUEST: hi can you do wednesday x gn normie reader who has a dark and mysterious past — anon

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG, my musical performances literally ended at like 10pm Sunday night and I had basically no free time for several weeks before that. Thank you so much for your patience with me and I really hope you enjoy this. I got your message describing the past and I tried to include as much detail as I could while still keeping this chapter-length. But thank you for responding, it really helped me get an idea of where this fic was going! Once again, I'm so so sorry it took me this long to get this one out, but I hope you enjoy! Much love <3

PAIRING: wednesday addams x gn!normie!reader WARNINGS: mentions of past trauma involving science experiments, child soldiers

YOU HAD SPENT YOUR ENTIRE LIFE KEEPING SECRETS. Your sudden enrollment at Nevermore had given you a chance to start over with a clean slate, to leave your past behind you and move ahead.

Who knew that it would all come apart at the hands of a teenage sleuth?

Wednesday Addams was the last person you expected to be dating in your time at school. When she walked into the room, people shivered — literally. She invoked a slew of whispers and dirty looks wherever she went, and she didn't seem to mind it. In fact, she almost enjoyed it. She was an enigma in braids and dark clothing.

And yet, somehow, you were one of the only ones who could figure her out.

Dating Wednesday now meant that the whispers followed both of you. When you walked in together, everyone looked to see the poor soul that had cuffed themselves to Nevermore's most feared student.

Wednesday could tolerate whispers about her, but never about you. Those were the people she drew red X's over in the yearbook. Those were the people who woke up with spiders crawling all over their beds and snakes slithering around their backpacks. Wednesday was loyal — deadly so.

But, of course, you could handle yourself. She knew that, and, for the most part, she respected it. Still, Wednesday was always going to have a little overprotective streak in her. So when she noticed your face drain of all color as you looked down at your phone, she was already planning how to exact her revenge on whoever made you look that terrified.

You tried to recover quickly, swallowing hard and shoving your phone back in your pocket. "I'll be right back, okay?" you said, giving Wednesday the most calm smile you could muster.

She didn't buy it. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong," you replied, "I just...I have some homework to catch up on."

"I could help you."

"No!" you replied a little too quickly. "No, but thank you. I'll see you later, okay?"

Without another word, you got up from the table, walking across the courtyard and into the winding hallways of Nevermore. Wednesday watched you go with a confused frown hardening on her face. All of a sudden, Thing crawled over her shoulder and onto the table, tapping out a question: "What was that all about?"

"Not sure," Wednesday replied stoically. "I want you to follow them."

Thing hesitated. "That seems like a breach of privacy."

"Since when was your moral code so rigid?" Wednesday said. "And it's not for nefarious purposes. I'm worried about them. Tell anyone about that and I'll cut off a finger."

After some well-placed curse words, Thing scuttled off after Y/n, dodging those that walked the opposite way. He found her quickly, heading not to her dorm but to Weems' office, where a sharp knock on the door gave her entrance. Thing was able to scramble inside before the door shut, giving him the opportunity to hide behind a rather large house plant.

By now, Y/n was distraught. At the sight of you, Weems frowned deeply. "Y/n, what's the matter?"

You said nothing but showed the principal your phone. "Somebody knows," was all you said to explain.

Weems' face contorted with worry for a moment, but quickly recovered. "Y/n, this is likely nothing. A mean-spirited prank at the most. I can assure you that no one —"

She was cut off as your phone dinged again. You lifted it up to look at it, and once again your entire face went pale and panicked. You glanced at Weems again, and then slowly turned the phone around to show her what the next text said.

Now Weems face went from contained to terrified. She looked back up at you, eyes wide. "How is this possible?"

You just shook your head and shrugged, not trusting yourself to speak without either yelling or crying. Weems stood up from her chair, pacing behind her desk. "We will handle this. From now on, you will not leave campus for any reason — no exceptions. If any more texts arrive, you will come directly to me. Tell no one about this. Do you understand?"

You nodded, your face hardening like you were once trained to do.

And Thing, who had yet to know anything that was really going on, shuddered in the corner.

Thing returned to yours and Wednesday's dorm to give a full report — one that left Wednesday even more confused than before. "So they're hiding something," Wednesday mused. "I'm surprised. Normally I can smell a buried secret from miles away. Y/n's kept me off their trail for this long."

"Maybe you should just talk to them?" Thing replied.

"I doubt I'll get anything. Based on the way they acted yesterday, I doubt I'll even get a response. We have to be strategic about this."

Wednesday turned away to her desk and Thing raced to stay in her eye line. "Keep in mind that they're your partner. If you treat them as suspect, you might scare them off."

Before Wednesday could retaliate, the door to the dorm room opened and Y/n walked in. They murmured some sort of greeting to Wednesday and sat down on their bed, immediately setting to work on their homework. It was odd behavior to say the least.

Thing gave a little motion to prod Wednesday on before slipping out of sight. Wednesday glared at Thing before turning back, acting nonchalant. "Y/n, would you like to come with me to Weathervane on Saturday?" Wednesday asked.

You froze, Weems' orders playing in the back of your mind. "Sorry, I can't, I have a test on Monday that I have to study for."

"Perfect. We can study together. At the Weathervane." she pressed forward.

"I don't think I could really focus there," you said, before quickly adding, "sorry."

Wednesday said nothing but turned away, revising her plan of attack. No, not attack. Wednesday would never attack you. She was worried about you, of course. That's why she was doing this.

Wednesday was a sleuth. She always had been. She hadn't been a girlfriend up until recently. Maybe that was why she wanted to treat you like a suspect. She had to change her angle.

So she got up, moving across the dorm and sitting beside you on your bed. You looked up, eyebrows raising. Wednesday's tone of voice stayed as stoic and monotone as ever, but her approach to the situation changed dramatically. "I know something is wrong. Thing followed you to Weems' office and heard your conversation — you can be mad at me later. What's going on, Y/n? I want to help."

You listened to all of this, a sense of dread rising up your spine. You have been trained, in every respect, to keep your true self a secret from everyone. No exceptions. But you couldn't quite see a way out of this.

You sighed, taking your phone and unlocking it in one swift motion. Without leaving a second for regret to sink in, you held out your phone and Wednesday saw a single text in all caps: I KNOW WHAT YOU REALLY ARE.

Wednesday read it and looked back to you. "I don't understand."

"I hardly understand it myself," you admitted. "But there's some things about me you don't know, Wednesday."

She just frowned, waiting for an explanation you were unwilling to give. But Wednesday was persistent.

"I didn't come to Nevermore because I wanted to. I didn't have a choice."

And so you told her. Everything. How the serum you had been administered your whole life had turned you into a superhuman soldier — the perfect soldier. How you were trained from infancy to be the greatest, most efficient fighting machine the world had ever seen. How your narrow escape had nearly left you dying. And last of all you told her how Weems had saved your life.

Wednesday listened to this all with a straight face. Her features betrayed no emotion as you recounted the story. It made you nervous as you searched her stoic face for some trace of a reaction, some indicator as to how she'd treat you after hearing all of this. Most of all you feared that she'd flee with the truth.

But Wednesday wasn't one to run.

"Whoever is after you knows your secret. Will they come after you?" she asked finally, breaking the tense silence.

"I can only assume so," you replied, anxious.

Wednesday's gaze was fixed on the floor as she gave the slightest shake of her head. "Then it's up to us to stop them before they can do any damage."

She got up then, walking across the room to look for something — most likely something sharp. You got up too, confused. "Wednesday, what are you doing?" you asked. "This is my battle, you don't have to—"

"Clearly they already know where you are. If they have your phone number, they can track you in a heartbeat. I'd say it's best if we leave as soon as we can."

You scoffed. "And go where, exactly?"

"Anywhere but here."

"This is the only place I'm safe, Wednesday."

"Not anymore."

She continued to rummage around her things while you stayed stock-still in the center of the room, unsure of how to proceed. Then, frustrated, you moved forward, catching Wednesday by the arm before she could grab any more weapons. "Quit being practical for one second and talk to me. I'm sorry I didn't tell you this earlier, but why are you jumping to help me now? This is my problem to deal with. Aren't you shocked? Or angry?"

"I'm aghast, can't you tell?" Wednesday said monotonously, her expressing rigid as ever. "I'll admit that this isn't how I was planning to spend my weekend, but anyone who threatens you threatens me. And I don't take well to threats."

Wednesday glanced over at Thing, who was already ready to leave at a moments notice. "This is our problem now. So would you like to keep talking about our feelings or would you like to start saving your life?"

Your heart warmed at Wednesday's words. A smile crept onto your face as you looked at her, and suddenly you leaned forward to press a kiss to her cheek. And even though Wednesday often looked as though she'd stepped straight out of a black and white movie, you could've sworn you saw a little flush of pink in her cheeks at your gesture. She gave a little nod, taking one of your hands in hers.

"I'll take that as a yes."

[littlefirefly42]

Little!Wednesday with CG!Enid Headcanons

-Wednesday regresses very young. Her range is 0-2. She can regress older, but it doesn't happen often

-Wednesday is usually nonverbal and very quiet, when she's little she communicates through tapping the way Thing does and pointing at things

-When she does speak, it's very soft (Enid can't even hear her sometimes), but otherwise exactly like her regular voice, yielding no childlike lisps or mispronunciations

-Despite her disdain for physical touch when she's big, Wednesday loves it when she's regressed. She's always holding Enid's hand, giving her hugs, sitting in her lap, etc.

-Enid adores it and in return gives her lots of physical attention, even just little things like kissing her head or braiding her hair, because she can tell it makes Wednesday happy

-Enid crocheted a baby blanket for Wednesday

-Wednesday is in timeout a LOT because she always gets her hands on some dangerous weapon she had hidden somewhere and starts playing with it and it gives Enid a heart attack

-Thing is The World's Best BabysitterTM, especially when Wednesday regresses on a full moon

-Wednesday HATES loud sounds she will pout, her eyes will get watery, she will crawl into her mama's lap with her hands clamped over her ears, and she will be very upsetti spaghetti

-Cranberry juice and dino nuggets!!! Which is about the only thing Wednesday ever eats. She doesn't eat as often as she should either

-Enid regularly tries to match Wednesday's vibe and get her to eat by making her spooky foods like mummy fingers and whatnot, and Wednesday appreciates the effort, even if she's not good at showing it

- Wednesday, despite being in the mindset of a literal 2 year old, still refuses to show emotion (sign of weakness and all that). So when she gets upset she either hides or tries her best to smother her feelings

-Enid always notices when this happens and very gently coaxes her to let herself be free to express negative feelings. It doesn't always work, but sometimes it does

-Her form of vulnerability is sitting in Enid's lap and crying silently, with her face completely expressionless, except for the tears. Enid understands that this is an absolute display of trust and comforts Wednesday always

-Wednesday had an easier time learning to show joy or excitement in littlespace

-At first she suppressed it, but eventually she opened up on her own

-She doesn't smile of course, but she bounces on her toes and rocks back and forth and swings her legs.

-If she an Enid are out in public however, Wednesday's back at square one

-She will not speak at all, nor show any conceivable human emotion.

-If she needs to communicate something to Enid, she does so through a language of subtle hand squeezes

-If Wednesday grabs Enid's hand willingly, Enid knows she's regressed

-If Wednesday gives a short squeeze it means she's trying to direct Enid's attention to something

-If she gives quick rapid squeezes, it means she's happy

-If she squeezes tightly and for a long time, it means she's angry, stressed, or in any other way upset

-They never discussed this silent code, Wednesday just started doing it and Enid picked up pretty quick

-Wednesday chews on EVERYTHING

-If Enid tells her to stop chewing an object because of germs she will continue chewing on said object while looking Enid directly in the eyes

-Enid finally got the idea to begin stocking up on teethers and chewlery, and while Wednesday does use them, she'll always prefer her blankie (the one Enid made)

-Typewriter go clack clack make baby happy

-Wednesday doesn't really do much in little space. She doesn't play or color or anything like that. Usually she just sits and stares vacantly or cuddles up to her mama

-Enid is fine with this, she usually does some artsy thing or writes her blog while still giving Wednesday attention in little ways that fulfill but don't overwhelm the little, like baby-talking her or holding her hand

-Sometimes, Enid reads to her. Mostly scary things like old fairy tales and Goosebumps, but mysteries too, like Nancy Drew books and The Mysterious Benedict Society

[waviermylove]

Wednesday Addams Headcanons

Her favorite serial killer is Jack the Ripper, whose true identity still remains a mystery.

Studies in the school library, always brings a black throw-blanket and a thermos of black coffee with her.

Like her mother, Wednesday is adept at gardening, and has a talent for cultivating exotic and rare plants that thrive in the shadows.

Enjoys bathing in ice-cold water.

Can’t really swim— she prefers to float face-down like a corpse (she can hold her breath for approximately 5 minutes.)

Rarely uses her phone, except for Xavier. Her answer to his calls always starts with “Hello. Who died?”

When she does send a text message, she always starts with a formal greeting, uses complete sentences, and signs off with a closing statement.

Blurts out weird trivia when she’s nervous, especially when she’s with Xavier. (Despite being baffled, he couldn't help but find it endearing.)

Loves the smell of rain, coffee, ink, and old parchment.

Her wardrobe is colored-coded— from the lightest shades of black to the darkest.

Gomez was the one who did her braids each morning before she mastered it herself.

Was prone to sleepwalking as a child.

Wears perfume with dark and subtle scents: her favorite one is Midnight Garden, floral scents with darker undertones: jasmine, patchouli with a hint of smoky incense.

Although being notoriously unfazed by most things that would frighten the average person, Wednesday has a secret phobia of Barney. She avoids any situation that involves the giant purple dinosaur.

Engages in embroidery. She finds sticking needles in and out of things very relaxing.

Listens to classical music on vinyl records. (Bach, Beethoven etc.)

Has a collection of animal bones. She stores them in Xavier’s art shed, in fear that Enid would chew on them.

She is a skillful horsewoman and has black stallion named Daredevil.

Arranges her books in alphabetical order by author's last name.

Her favorite authors: Mary Shelley, H.P. Lovecraft, Edgar Allan Poe, Stephen King, Neil Gaiman, Anne Rice, Shirley Jackson and Gillian Flynn.

Wednesday fancies the intense flavor of dark chocolate, she refuses to eat anything lower than 90% cocoa content.

Although she often clashes with Pugsley, Wednesday secretly admires his reckless abandon and wishes she could let loose like he does.

She is an excellent baker and is known her treats with unexpected ingredients, such as ghost pepper cupcakes or lavender-infused brownies.

Xavier Thorpe Headcanons

Wednesday x Xavier Headcanons

[foolinlove99]

Wednesday Addams Headcanons

She sleeps with her braids in. Unless Enid is out for the night.

Early bird

Doesn't even sleep half of the time

Accepts gifts but never says thank you

Glares at Ajax everytime him and Enid have a fight until he HAS to apologise(out of fear of her.) Even If Enid is wrong in this, if he wants another night to sleep calmly he better make it up.

Hand holding or nothing.

Only cuddles with Xavier if he's extremely upset.

"Xavier. I'm having a baby." ... "Right now."–Wednesday Addams in labor.

Had hard time trusting Lucas after him and Bianca started dating(this is whole other topic)

Doesn't celebrate Valentines,Christmas or Easter. She does, however, celebrate Haloween.(like it's the last day of her life)

Her and Morticia's relationship gets better.

Keeps a pet tarantula that her parents gifted her in Semaster 2.(much to Enids discomfort)

She has love-hate relationship with ajax. As long as their lovers aren't hurt of course. In that case they're a duo. one stones you and other breaks. Or you get stoned after you get burned,cut,biten by a snake and attacked by teasers.

Doesn't trust any of her Herbology teachers. Never again.

Hates every Weathervane batista

Has a decent relationship with sheriff.

Despites new principal.

After hearing that Xavier would be spending his first summer with his father(against his will btw. He says he never gives him enough freedom) Wednesday decides to tag along as Xaviers lover. Vincent wakes up with a new exotic animal on his chest everyday.

Hold her hand, you pass if your name is Xavier Thorpe. hug her, you may live. Pick her up, she may spare you. Kick her, she's not so low to fight back. She will threaten you tho. Make fun of her, she doesn't care. Touch her braids/hair? How fucking dare you. You're dead.

[ghostgirl101]

after i finish the request im working on, im extremely tempted to write some relationship hcs for wednesday and add her to my request list...

if you like 😏

[vaniloqu3nce]

My own personal headcanon that has absolutely no basis is that Yoko knows Enid likes girls far before Enid does. She can just tell Enid has a crush on Wednesday but doesn’t say anything because she wants Enid to explore her sexuality on her own, discover herself, and be completely comfortable without feeling pressured or expected. And she wants Enid to tell her herself, to be able to trust her with that kind of information.

Basically, Yoko listens to Enid rant about Wednesday constantly, thinks “these bitches are gay, good for them” and then internally rolls her eyes whenever Enid says “I care cause we’re roommates! And friends!” She’s doing her best to be the supportive friend and she deserves all the love.

Bonus: Yoko trying to discreetly get them to realize their feelings for each other with Thing. Thing and Yoko become very good friends after bonding over the fact that Enid and Wednesday are so uselessly gay/pos. They absolutely watch horror shows together and laugh at bad acting. Also manicures.

[kulai]

scenes i wanna see in wednesday s2 !!!!!!!

[joyfulpandaunknown]

I picture Wednesday as this absolute fool in love who just blue screens every time Enid flirts with her. She's not switching to another language to speak to Enid because she's trying to be suave, no no. She switches languages because her brain short circuit and she forgets how to speak English. Her brain just goes blank.

[addamsology]

— wyler headcanons i have that may or may not just make sense to me

some of these are in/will be in Strange Case of Addams and Hyde

Very Southern, Vermont resident Tyler calling Wednesday 'Flatlander'.

Tyler says some very cringe things around Wednesday because she makes him nervous (this doesn't stop ever).

Not one of those couples that shares clothes. One, they're very much different sizes and two, Wednesday is not interested in wearing brown

They don't really do nicknames either. Wednesday, in general, just won't and Tyler really just calls her by her name or 'babe' (or flatlander & dork on occasion).

Both light sleepers and night owls so they go on a lot of late night walks in the forest

A very frequent date activity for them is axe throwing

Action movies BF x Niche horror movies GF

Tyler can hotwire cars. Wednesday was pleasantly surprised to find this out.

They enjoy being together but they have very different hobbies and lives so Wednesday tends to sit in the Weathervane and makes notes for her novel while Tyler works (sometimes Enid tags along to keep Wednesday company, or Bianca will)

Pan4Pan Wyler.

Tyler is a big Ghostbusters fan and talks about it quite a lot, (secretly) Wednesday finds his intrest endearing

#1 Drama Queens

Wednesday gives Tyler the dirtiest looks ever when he does something stupid