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drkmgs · 1 year
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Wednesday: Tell the truth.
Y/N: The truth? I like you. A lot. You make me happy. You make me laugh. You're Intelligent. You're different. You're emotionless and awkward and your murderous act alone can make my day.
Wednesday: The truth about who stabbed you.
Wednesday pressed down onto your wound.
Y/N: okay. okay. Ouch. Ouch. No one stabbed me. I fell. for you.
You swore you saw a little smile creep onto her lips, but she continued to press onto your stab wound...
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drkmgs · 1 year
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You ran to the infirmary when you heard that Wednesday almost got hit by a Statue. You slowly opened the door to not disturb anyone else.
Y/N: Wednesday?
You call softly out for her, but there was no response. So you enter the room fully and scanned where she could be. You find her laying down on the bed with her arms crossed.
You thought she looked at peace. You moved your face closer to hers and tried to memorize her features. When suddenly she opens her eyes.
Wednesday: Move or I'll stab you.
As if you predicted it, you caught Wednesday's arm and disarm her. She does have a knife with her, you thought.
Y/N: Not so fast, Addams. Always impatient.
Your eyes analyze her expression. Big eyes—an indication that she did not expect you to react this way. You were satisfied with that, so you moved away and then let her hand go. You put your hands up beside your head.
Wednesday just glared at you, but all you can do was smile at her, which gave her goosebumps all over. What you did next baffled her, you hugged her.
Y/N: You're right. None of this is real. Go back to sleep, cara mia. They still need you. We will meet again, I promise.
With that Wednesday woke up in disbelief.
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drkmgs · 1 year
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I never craved attention, until I tasted yours
Wednesday Addams x Reader
Warnings: kissing, alcohol and nicotine mentioned...
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You didn't care anymore, who listened or not. You were so done with this world. You were physically and emotionally done. You gave hints— no, scratch that you seek out help, but nothing changed.
Okay, maybe it's a little overreacting, it did let you see the positive side for a while, but then you went way back to your bad habits. Alcohol and Nicotine. Well, the alcohol part was now less than usual, because of your damaged liver made by years of drinking, so you hang on to Nicotine.
Before you transferred to Nevermore, you would easily finish two packs of cigarettes every week, but when Principal Weems made it clear to you, that smoking was prohibited— you'd still managed to smuggle one pack for a month.
You were glad that the rules helped a little with stopping your habits, but when loneliness and depression hits. You just need an outlet. You're currently on your third cigarette, and your fingers were frozen, because of the cold breeze of winter. It didn't help that you were down the lake on an empty Island hiding from potential school staff or classmates.
Honestly, you thought you'll be caught any time now, but it seems like nobody cares. You have been doing this for months and yet nobody has asked you about your night routine, but there was one particular person who had an interest.
Y/N: Jesus Christ! Wednesday!
You whisper-shout— accidentally inhaling the smoke that is supposed to be breathed out, you coughed. You were shocked by her sudden appearance.
Wednesday: So this is where you go to every night.
Y/N: Yes, now you can go and find some monsters in the woods. You have nothing to do here.
You didn't want to sound mean, but right now, you just want to relax and not be under her judging gaze. You took another drag from the cigarette you were holding, ignoring her. She wasn't budging. She just stared at you, while you puff out the smoke.
Wednesday: What do you feel when you smoke?
Y/N: What?
You got off guard by her question. She sighed.
Wednesday: What benefits do you get by smoking?
Y/N: Besides dying early, nothing really. Now, I smoke out of habit. Why'd you ask?
You waited for an answer from her, but nothing came and you felt her gaze upon you, so you looked at her. You had to bend down to her height to check if she isn't in a kind of trance.
Wednesday was captivated by how good you look even when you're doing something you're not supposed to. Your features under the moonlight didn't help at all— it made things worse for her.
Y/N: Wednesday?
You snap your fingers in front of her to get her back into reality. The next thing you know was her lips on yours. You dropped your cigarette, which made you curse under your breath, but your attention got taken away by the lips moving on yours.
You pulled her by her waist. She tugged on your shirt to get closer than before. Making out wasn't on your goal list, but it is something you're gladly doing now. You pinned her against the tree, where you were leaning earlier.
When you pulled apart both of you were panting, and you leaned your head against hers, to keep you steady because this kiss made more impact than the cigarette you were smoking for the last years. You searched for Wednesday's eyes, to get something out of her as to why she did what she did.
Wednesday: I never craved attention, until I tasted yours.
Y/N: I think I have a solution to lessen my smoking habit.
You smiled against her lips before continuing where you both stopped.
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drkmgs · 1 year
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Wednesday x fem!reader?
reader acts cold and mean to Wednesday as a prank,But it gone wrong
Thank you for requesting! I'm a gender-neutral writer, so I wrote it that way and sorry it took a little while to post this.
Prank went wrong
Wednesday Addams × Reader
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You have been completely taken by the trending app TikTok, trying the challenges yourself. You uploaded some videos on that app and surprisingly people liked it. They tagged you on varieties of challenges. One particular was the ignoring and being cold to your significant other.
You weren't just doing this for the challenge but also out of curiosity. How would your girlfriend Wednesday Addams react when she's suddenly not your muse anymore? Would she be angry? sad? Will she show emotions? or would she just kill you with a machete? You weren't sure of the answer but you had a strong feeling that it would be the last one.
To take this 'prank' to a whole other level you stretched the challenge for a week, normally it was just for a day, but knowing Wednesday she wouldn't notice, or would she? Anyway, you had a hidden camera fastened in a pin on your Nevermore jacket and cameras all over your dorm because that's typically where Wednesday would work on her novel. [Yes, she moved her Typewriter to your dorm. Why? Because she can and she wanted to spend time with you even though she's writing. Isn't she sweet?]
It was Monday, you officially started the prank. You purposely didn't pick Wednesday up at her dorm, which you normally do. You didn't expect her to notice but the moment she saw you in class, she shoot you a deathly glare. When the class ended, she thought you would greet her, but to her dismay, you just passed by her without throwing her a glance. It made her eyebrow furrow. She certainly will confront you about this, she thought.
You took it further when you didn't speak to her while having lunch. Everyone at the table was having conversations besides you two, Wednesday sat opposite of you, so she could intensely stare at you, while you were more fascinated by your food.
She's getting irritated by your lack of affection and she wanted you to know that by kicking you under the table. To her surprise, there was no response let alone any reaction from you, but deep down you wanted to scream her kick wasn't the lightest thing. You're sure it's going to bruise. You're still going through the prank, even though it was obvious you were going to be dead at the end of the day.
You ignored her and went ahead to your next lesson with the other students. She saw you were fine with others, but when it comes to her today, your behavior was very uncommon. She's starting to think if she had done something to upset you or if you changed your mind about your relationship. Nobody would have thought that a Wednesday Addams would be insecure, but she is because she knows she lacks in the area of love and affection.
During your last lesson, you notice Wednesday being gloomier than usual, and her eyes were observant. She usually does that if something is bothering her mind, that she's unsure of. She's also not participating in the lessons like normally.
That's when you realized, you've gone too far with the prank and it wouldn't last for a week. When the lesson ended, you tried to catch up to Wednesday but she was too fast and was gone as soon as she turned the corner. You decided to head back to your dorm, because she might be there and you were right.
As soon as you enter your room, you saw her sitting on your bed. Staring at nowhere, but she felt your presence. You closed the door.
Y/N: Wednesday, listen I-
Wednesday: Did you change your mind about us?
That question made you hurry in front of her and knelt. You took her hands and crease them with your thumbs.
Y/N: Why would I suddenly change my mind about us? You were my light in my dark place, even though you appear darker than light. I usually hate rain and thunder but when you came you made me understand the beauty of it. You made me embrace my darkness. I wouldn't trade you for anything else. Even if it's a prank.
You tore your little pin and smashed it. You aren't going to publicize your girlfriend's vulnerability. You're satisfied enough that she's concerned about you leaving her because that means she does love you and she cares for you. You pull her into a hug, she gladly took it and hugged you back.
Y/N: I'm sorry.
You whispered into her ears, she snuggled into your neck, her hug tightening as if you'll let her go. You continue whispering your sorry's in her ear and you swore to never play any pranks again.
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drkmgs · 1 year
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Homecoming
Jenna Ortega x Reader
Warning: nothing just overload cuteness...
I have no clue how military school works or how to get into the military in America...so no offense to the people who are studying to get into the military...big respect for y'all
I might change this to OC (still in the process), but it will be still your POV...part 2? or nah?
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Growing up you always admired Soldiers— how brave they were leaving their families to protect a whole country or even help out countries in need. So you swore when you grew up, you're going to be one and that became true.
When you came home from military academy/school for the first time, your friends invited you to hang out and enjoy your free time from school/academy. You arrived at this "hang out" to find out it was a little party, you recognized some of the people but mostly not. Then one of your friends found you in the mass of young adults and introduced you to their friend. That was Jenna. That's how you two met and stayed in contact. It started with a little text here and there, then into late nights chats, then into late-night calls, and then into video chats.
Soon you needed to say goodbye to those routines because the day of your return to the military academy/school is coming. You did mention it to Jenna in one of your late-night talks and she finds it great how you constantly pursue your dreams. The day before you left you personally asked her to be your girlfriend and she said yes. So, ever since that day you never let go of her.
You did feel bad for her because you couldn't celebrate birthdays, anniversaries, dream goals achievements together, or go out for a simple date night. Yes, she didn't complain and she said she understood that this is your dream but you knew in yourself how much she wished you would escort her to every red carpet she goes on or every award show she attends. You didn't know that your love for her is deeper than any of your dreams in life. You decided to retire from the military, you have talked to your family and also Jenna, and they support you with all of their hearts.
Currently, you're on your last duty and your retirement ceremony would be right after it, after that you have a flight to catch to get to Jenna's awarding show. Jenna has no idea that you'll be her escort at the Golden Globes, a week before you secretly messaged her manager to ask if it's possible to surprise Jenna and they had no issues with it, but the thing is you're on a tight schedule and you're already running late. The retirement ceremony got delayed because there was an issue on-site and you had to defuse it. Then at the airport your flight got canceled and needed to wait for two hours to get a new one, you were already 3 hours behind your schedule, and there was no time for you to drive home and change.
On the plane, you couldn't stop your leg to jerk because of the anxiety you wouldn't make it to Jenna on time. You kept texting her manager to hold Jenna off until you were at the venue. The landing of the plane was smooth, but then all of a sudden your name was called out. The pilots mentioned your achievements in the military and your retirement, all the passengers applauded you. The pilots mentioned something about an escort, you looked outside and see a limousine with police escorts parked in front of the plane. It was sent by a high-ranked officer in your department, who you looked up to. You quickly thanked everyone and made your way down the plane, into the limousine, and off you were.
Jenna couldn't understand why she was still in the car and wasn't allowed to exit. She's been in there for almost 30 mins and still no call or text from her manager. She can see the flashes of the cameras and shouts from fans of other celebrities. Then a black limousine parked behind her car, which she could only see through the rear mirror as she couldn't turn scared to mess up her dress. She finally breathe out when the car door opened.
Your phone is blowing up with text messages from Jenna's manager saying, she can't hold Jenna back anymore. You texted back that you are almost at the venue with the escort you have. What a fucking entrance will it be, you thought. Everyone at the venue became curious about who just pulled up with a fucking police escort at Golden Globes. Paparazzi swarmed the newly parked limousine, securities becoming a human barrier. You're still in your formal uniform with all of your military medals and cap, there was no time to change so this will just do, you fixed yourself a little and took a deep breath. Stepping out of the vehicle, and into the flashing cameras, you made your way to the car that was parked in front of the limousine.
You stood beside the door and gave the driver a nod to open the door. You stretched out a hand for Jenna to grab, but you kept your head down to the side so she couldn't see your face. You guided her to your right, so the driver could close the door. She still hasn't noticed you, not until you hook her hand on your right arm and whispered in her ear. "You look breathtaking, my love.", that's when she snapped her head towards you with wide eyes, all you could do is smile at her. "Wh-What are you doing here?! You said you couldn't escort me?!", she slightly slapped your arm, and you could see her eyes tearing up. "Hush, my love. I'd do anything for you. The things you've done for me, over the past 6 years? I could at least give you a princess-like entrance to your first Golden Globes.", you rubbed her hand trying to soothe her, and kissed her side temple.
You let her walk on the red carpet and let her pose for the photographers, when she had enough, she made a grabbing action towards you indicating to come beside her and let them take pictures of both of you. People at the venue were in awe seeing you pose effortlessly in front of the cameras as if you'd done it your entire life. After the picture session, a lot of managers or executives agencies gave you their business cards. "Babe, I think you don't need to look for a job anymore.", Jenna snorted seeing the 12th business card handed to you. "Hmm. Don't you think it will be fair for the fans to have two attractive individuals in a movie or series?", you whispered in her ear. "I do realize that I'm kinda bad at sharing, you have to give me all the business cards later, I'm going to burn them.", she replied which made you chuckle a bit.
Jenna's manager came to snatch you away from Jenna and let her do some interviews. While she was giving interviews, you were busy talking to her manager. "Jenna, would you please tell us and everyone who's watching at home, who your escort is? Because I don't think you saw how they made the highlight of the night. They had four police escorts, two up front and two at the back of the limousine, the way they stepped out of the car and hold their hand out for you— it was pure Disney movie.", the interviewer said and Jenna couldn't wait to watch any clips of it. "That's my partner Y/N Ashford. I didn't know that they would be here with me. It was a surprise, them being here with me.", Jenna answered excitedly. "Do you know what official rank they're, because from here I can see the shimmering of their medals?", the interviewer added. Jenna tried to find you through the crowd and answered "Yeah, no. I don't know what official rank they are and it's also the first time I see them in their formal uniform. I'm kinda into it."
You had no idea what was going on, everything here is overwhelming for you, and by the way, you got your 14th business card handed over, you already snorted at the thought of how would Jenna react to seeing all the cards later on. Wherever Jenna goes your eyes follow, you could see her smiling while talking to one of the interviewers, you could tell that they were looking at you but Jenna couldn't spot you which made you chuckle a little bit. You excused yourself from the people around you when you get sight of Jenna trying to leave the interviewer platform but struggling with her dress. You swiftly grabbed her by her hand and back so she wouldn't fall, when she realized it was you, she gave you her sweetest smile, and flashes of the cameras started hitting both of you again.
It was definitely a beautiful night for both of you.
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drkmgs · 1 year
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Y/N: Is that my hoodie?
Wednesday: Do you need new pair of eyes? It's clearly mine.
Y/N: Wednesday, it's mine. It's so oversized. Look it doesn't even fit you perfectly.
Wednesday: I don't think you understood me. It's MINE, now.
Y/N: Oh...
Y/N:...would you like my shirt too? How about my other sweatshirt?
Enid just face-palmed herself in the background.
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drkmgs · 6 months
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Back up plan
Warning: Angst, mention of pregnancy, swearing
pairing: Jenna Ortega x GN! Reader
story type: one shot
A/N: It's a short and painful one. Part 2? or let's settle with this ending. Also, it's not proofread...
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You got your first job as a barista and met Jenna, who was already working there for 2 years now. At first, you weren't sure if she liked you or not, so you only talked to her if it was necessary, but one day, she approached you and exchanged numbers.
Both of you got to talking, and soon enough, you found yourself falling for this girl. You have had your fair share of heartbreak and that not just in romantic relationships. You confessed having a crush on her. She rejected you but wasn't pushing you away. She wanted you to stay. She wants you to stay. So, you stayed.
Soon, she became busy with her acting activities, which you respected and continued to maintain the communication, but one day, she may have had a bad day and took your joke personally. You who has their hearts on their sleeves took that as a sign. You have been too clingy.
You didn't want to be that person in her life. So, you stopped texting her, and at work, you only talked to her if it was necessary. The teasing and the joking around vanished.
It has been weeks since you two had a conversation. "Hey- uhm- can we talk?" She nervously said. "Sure, right now?" You are getting ready to go home because your shift ended. "I- I don't know if it can wait." Jenna continues. "Okay. Then shoot." You nod towards her while you're fixing your jacket.
"Can we talk outside not in here." She drags you out through the back door where the trash are. You silently waited for her to talk. "Remember the manager of my agency?" With that start, your entire mood shifted. You knew who she was talking about. You knew this guy. This guy who is married but still look at his talents like they are not at the same age as his kids. This guy is the definition of disgusting.
"We kinda started talking-" You stopped her mid-sentence. "Talking? I- Jenna, this guy is married and has fucking kids the same age we are. He introduced me to his wife the other day while preparing his coffee." You couldn't contain the anger that is rising up.
"I- I'm pregnant."
That's when your whole world went into spiral. There was ringing in your ears. "Jenna, I love you, but this was a dumb thing to do. I know you are intelligent, but believing in his lies. Does he know?" You honestly let out. "Not yet. But I know the feeling is mutual." She desperately wants to convince you or herself. "Mutual? Do you think he'll leave his wife and kids for you? That's only 5% out of 80% because the rest are scattered between your other co-workers at the agency." You start to phase back and forth.
"What are you going to do? Are you going to keep the baby, and how about your dreams of being an actor?" You stopped phasing and looked into her eyes. It was watery and bloodshot. You couldn't hold on anymore. You stepped in front of her and embraced her. That's when her tears fell.
"I want to keep the baby, but I also want to keep auditioning, and I also want him to be involved. This is his responsibility, after all." You heard her say despite being muffled in your embrace.
You sighed. You let go of her and took a step back. "Jenna, why are you telling me this? If you already know what to do?" You coldly said. There's just one sentence repeating in your head, and you definitely don't want her to say it out loud.
"I- I saw how good you are with kids, and I was hoping that you would help me if he doesn't." The hesitant in her last words came to you like a truck in high speed.
"You want me as your backup plan."
This time, you are the one who has watery eyes. You just couldn't believe it. After years of long-distance relationships, you finally found someone who you connect with in person but fucks with you, like this. You let your tears fall.
"I'm sorry. I love you, but this. It's too much. I'm sorry."
and with that, you left her there standing. You went back inside the shop, took your belongings, and went home.
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drkmgs · 1 year
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Tyler's Sibling
Wednesday Addams x Reader
Warnings: scar on arm, choking is mentioned
Story type: multiple chapters
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You look like trash. You haven't slept well for the past few weeks, but you had to take this shift because who knew where your brother was? You hissed at the pain you felt on your arm to your neck. You hid the awful scar underneath your long striped shirt and continued to wipe down the table.
You only stopped when a braided girl rang the bell. You quickly went behind the counter to get the persons order.
Y/N: Hi what can I get you?
Wednesday: One quad over ice and Tyler's whereabouts.
Y/N: Okay one quad over ice will be done and about my brother's whereabouts I don't have any information, so if you find him before me please do choke him to death, thanks.
Wednesday: You're Tyler's Sibling?
Y/N: Yes.
Wednesday: He never mentioned anything about a sibling.
Y/N: hmm, well he isn't the type of brother who would talk about his younger sibling. He doesn't care, he only thinks of himself.
Wednesday just stares at you. You smiled.
Y/N: You can take a sit. I'll bring the coffee to you.
Wednesday takes a sit where she can see you. She noticed you hiss a couple of times while working and flicking your left arm as if you got burned, but that's doubtful because you work smoothly as if you have been doing your job for ages.
Y/N: Here's your quad over ice.
You hide your pain with a smile, but you felt a cold hand on your wrist. You looked at Wednesday. You were shocked to see her head thrown back and her eyes flickering under her eyelids. Then she slowly comes back to reality. Wednesday looked at you with furrowed eyebrows.
Y/N: Are you okay?
She can hear the concern in your voice. She was still processing the things she saw in her visions. It was different than the others. She saw what happened to your arm but also your face so close to hers and a warm smile was plastered on your lips. Wednesday didn't know what to do with the vision, she just had.
Wednesday: Yes, I'm fine. You can leave.
Y/N: Well I can only leave if you let go of my arm...?
Wednesday let go of your arm as fast as she could and dropped her arms to her sides. She's still taking the vision in and sorting it out. As she watches you work again, her thoughts didn't stop making question after question.
Who was the thing that gave you the scar? Why did you look at her with that warm smile? How come Tyler didn't tell her about you? There's a mystery warped around you that she would like to solve.
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drkmgs · 1 year
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You burst into the room and marched up to the girl sitting in front of her typewriter.
Wednesday: Hello Y/N. If you want to see the next sunrise you better have a good reason to interrupt my novel session.
Y/N: We should stop being friends.
Wednesday: Why the sudden change of heart?
Y/N: We should be lovers instead.
Wednesday:
Y/N:
Enid: HELP! HELP! WEDNESDAY IS STRANGLING Y/N AGAIN!
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drkmgs · 1 year
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Wednesday, Enid and you are studying for an upcoming test but instead of studying, you're looking at Wednesday intently, which made the braided girl wonder.
Wednesday: Does my pale face look like the textbook you should be reading?
Y/N: No, but your lips look so lonely. Would they like to meet mine?
Wednesday:
Enid: Wednesday! That's the 10th pencil already!
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drkmgs · 1 year
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TikTok live
Jenna Ortega x Reader
Warning: You'll die because of the cringe...
With this post, I would like to thank all the readers, who have been reading all of my work. I highly appreciate the likes, the reblogs the replies and even the requests. Also to my 430 followers, THANK YOU.
Stay tuned for updates!
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You met Jenna at the set of the Netflix series Wednesday for Season 2. You had the role being her partner in crime, which created a great bond between you two. It did start as a friendship but it quickly developed into more than that and with you just starting in the Industry and Jenna being in the upbringing, both of you didn't want to mess that up, so keeping it private was a good decision.
Now being less busy and having time to just lay around and do nothing, you go on TikTok to waste time. When you didn't find any good videos to laugh about, you decided to start a TikTok live. You did send a quick text to Jenna, that you were going live on TikTok, so she could time her homecoming. You didn't bother to look if she saw it, you just went on and click the Live button. At first, you were sitting on the couch looking like a couch potato, you proceed to ask incoming viewers what to do.
They suggested a lot of things like singing, dancing, turning on some music, telling stories, or cooking. Turning on some music didn't sound bad, so you did. You started bopping to the beat and seconds after you were having a party in your living room. The little party did make you hungry so you told the viewers you'll cook something. You walked into the kitchen, still bopping your head to the music. You took out a ramen noodle package from the cabinet. You swiftly took a little pot and filled it with water, then put it on the stove. While waiting for the water to boil, you stared at your phone trying to read and answer all the comments.
"What is it like to work with Jenna Ortega?", your smile was from ear to ear.
"Well, she's incredible to work with. Her professionalism is remarkable. I mean come on guys! Before I got the role in Wednesday, I was a fan and still am!", you say, still having that smile on your face.
"Talking about me?", you flinched at the voice and at the arms that are wrapping around your torso. You quickly cover the camera with your hand. The music was so loud and you were occupied answering questions, that you didn't hear her opening the door. She intended to give you a quick kiss and hide but didn't mean to make a loud smacking noise. Both of you cringed at the noise and prayed that the viewers of your TikTok live didn't hear it. You could feel the vibration of your phone and you could tell that your TikTok live is exploding.
Jenna dashed into your room to hide and you continue your TikTok live, as if nothing happened, but your viewers didn't stop spamming.
"Who's with me?", you looked behind you messing with them. "Can you see stuff that I can't see?", you asked them and took the phone to show them around the apartment. "See there's no one", you show them every corner of the kitchen and living room. "My room?", you hoped that Jenna heard you standing in front of your bedroom door. When you opened it, you were glad she was already hiding somewhere. You showed them a quick tour around your room, not showing your desk where a lot of Polaroid pictures of you and Jenna were hanging, but you showed them your balcony where no one was hiding. You left the room swiftly and entered the kitchen, where your now cold water again was waiting. You let your TikTok Live run until you finished with your instant ramen and bragged about how good it looked, then you said your goodbyes and turned it off.
As soon as you turned it off, you called for Jenna. You see her peeking out of your bedroom, you snorted and called her over. She skipped over to one of the high chairs and took a sit in front of you. You smiled at her and pushed the bowl with newly cooked ramen to her. She gladly took it and started sipping on the soup with a spoon.
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Well, you did expect fans to record your TikTok Live and made their conspiracy theories about what happened in your Live yesterday. The camera did capture Jenna's arms wrapping around you, so many of the clips you saw on TikTok were comparing it with Jenna's and other potential celebrities. Some of the girls that were compared were off-charts because you don't even know them or you only saw them at some awards show and had a little interaction. Then some videos are so accurate that you felt stalked or someone installed a camera in your apartment.
You immediately dismissed that thought, because you don't want to make yourself paranoid. You turned off your phone and turned your attention to the beautiful girl sitting beside you watching one of her favorite movies.
"This is the best part of it.", she says pointing at the TV while munching on her popcorn. "Yeah?", you reply, not looking where she's pointing at. She turned her head to you with a glare. "You're not even watching.", she says. "I am. I am watching the best part of my life right now.", you say starting to laugh because it sounded better in your head than out loud. "You just didn't say that.", Jenna scrunched her nose as she cringed at your attempt to be romantic. "Yup. I just said it. My baby. My sugarplum. My everything.", you added and engulfed her in a tight hug as she cringes more at your statement.
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drkmgs · 1 year
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Wednesday: If you say that again, I won't hesitate to throw you out of that balcony- What are you doing?
Y/N: I'm checking how high the drop is, to see if it's worth it.
Wednesday stared at you with a raised eyebrow — waiting for you to decide if it was worth it.
Y/N: I love you, babycakes.
Wednesday had her grip on your collar and you were dangling over the balcony. You had a smile on your face, then she loosen her grip and the next thing you know, you were mid-air facing the ground.
Before you could make a contact with the concrete under you, you shapeshifted into a raven and you are up in the air again. You flew back up on the balcony and shifted back to your original form. You gave her a sly smirk and she returned with a death glare.
it was worth it.
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drkmgs · 1 year
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Unfair
Wednesday Addams x Reader
Warning: mention of two-timing, not loyal, hurt, sad, just painful, torture, beaten, starved, dehydrated, this took too much effort...
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"You're being unfair, Wednesday. I have ignored what you have been doing behind my back. Your everyday meeting with Tyler and Xavier? Worst kissing Tyler, while you have a partner who is constantly worried about you, and when were you going to tell me about your engagement? huh?! When?!" You screamed at her, it almost broke your vocal cords. This was the first time you screamed at someone, specifically someone you love.
You couldn't help it. The last month being with Wednesday was torture for you and your heart. Everything came crashing to you this week, her random rendezvous with Tyler and Xavier you have known for a while but didn't confront her about it, and the engagement was just a day ago when your mother asked if you were going to attend.
"What do you want me to do, Y/N? Cancel the engagement? You know I can't do that. Tyler and Xavier were merely my subjects for the investigation. The kiss with Tyler? I didn't regret it, because it lead me to solve the mystery." Wednesday says with her logical tone.
You could hear your heart shatter at her comment. You couldn't believe what you were hearing. You gave her everything, but in return, that's all she had for you? She didn't even make an effort to cancel her engagement. Did she even love you?
"Tell me, Wednesday Addams. Did you ever love me?! All the sweet things you said to me, were they all lies? Did you just use me for your pleasure? Is that all I am to you? Cause if it is, then we should break whatever we have now and you go on with your engagement." You wiped your tears away and composed back to your confident self.
"As I told you I cannot easily break off the engagement. I need time." Wednesday argued back with ease. "How much time do you possibly need to call off an engagement? What reasons do you need to delay it? If you don't love them you won't make this hesitant decision! If you love me you would have chosen me already, but you don't! You keep procrastinating!" You fire back at her.
There was silence engulfing you both. This was the sign you were waiting for. She didn't love you as much as you love her. You sighed and turned your back to her, you gave her a glance over your shoulder.
"Then I may congratulate you on your engagement, Ms. Wednesday Addams. I wish, we never see each other again." Your tears completely stopped by now and you gave her a thin smile. You left her dorm quickly.
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After that incident, you completely vanished from Nevermore Academy. Nobody knew where you were, and a lot of students speculated that you dropped out, because of what happened between you and Wednesday.
But that wasn't the case. You had some unfinished business back in your hometown that needed to be done before you graduate from Nevermore. You didn't drop out, Principal Weems put you on temporary leave for future purposes. When you came back, everyone was shocked at your drastic change. You didn't look like how you left. You had bruises, cuts, and healed wounds all over your body and face. It looks like you got ganged up on.
For Wednesday the bruises, cuts, and healed wounds didn't bother her, what bothered her the most is your eyes. They were soulless. They weren't like the ones before, full of life, full of sparkles, and galaxy colors. Now it's pitch black, like the color of a raven. Also, your smile was far gone. This made Wednesday's heart clench as if someone is squeezing the blood out of it.
"What happened to you?" That was her approach to you. "Hello to you too, Addams. or is it a different surname now?" You said, not looking at her. You kept your head low, hiding underneath your hoodie. "Still Addams. Answer my question." Wednesday is very determined to know. "None of your concern." You answered. You head to the office of Principal Weems, and Wednesday still follows you, which irritated you. "Look, Addams. I'm not going to tell you anything even if you follow me into the bathroom. So, stop following me and piss off." You snapped at her. She was about to say something when you turned around and walked off.
Soft knocks got the Principal out of her thoughts. "Come in" was the only thing you heard from the other side. "Oh, Y/N." She stood up as soon as she saw you enter the room. You ran up and hugged her. That's when you broke loose to any emotions you were holding. "It's okay. You did great holding on. You're safe." She soothes you by rubbing your back. Before you left, you did talk to Principal Weems about your family situation and when she lost contact with you, it was her mission to get you back safe and sound, but when she found you, you were already covered in scars and wounds.
Your family is one of the major shareholders of an assassins association, when you learned about this you didn't want to be in it. So, your family and you agreed, before you graduate from Nevermore, you'll have your first and last mission as an assassin in exchange to be set free. To hear that at a young age, it was a perfect deal but when you came to realize it was a way to get rid of you for disgracing the family name, you needed help, that's when you reached out to Principal Weems.
You were tortured, beaten, and nearly starved to death when police raided your family's mansion. They found you shackled on the wall, dehydrated, and lumped. Principal Weems saw the raid go down and couldn't believe how your own family could do this to a such wonderful child.
Now you're in her care and safe back in Nevermore. "I hear from a little bridie Ms. Addams called off an engagement." She whispered as she comforts you. "Is that little bridie as big as a person, has blonde hair with blue/pink highlights?" You snickered. "Hm. Maybe?" She moved out of your hug and looked at you. "Wednesday's mother called. She confirmed it." You looked at her confused, but then you smirked up at her. "Y/N. Don't get cocky. I am still your Principal and I was invited to the engagement party." She shrugged. "I wasn't going to say something, but okay. I don't think it's smart to get back with Wednesday." You say avoiding Principal Weems as she sits back on her swivel chair. "And why is that?" She asked eyeing you as you drift your eyes everywhere but hers. "because who would want a broken me?" You whispered but loud enough for someone to hear who just entered the room.
"Me. I want you. back." Wednesday answered standing behind you and glaring up at you. Principal Weems smiled at the sight. "Ms. Addams, would you show Mx. Y/N their new room? Mx. Y/N, I'll talk to you again after supper." Principal Weems shoo both of you out of her office. "Come with me." Wednesday leads you to your new room. She opened the door and let you in. You looked around to find all of your belongings there.
"Isn't this your Typewriter?" You stopped in front of an extra desk and chair with a black Typewriter. "Yes. I have used this room for writing my novel and it reminds me of you." Wednesday said as she stepped forward towards you. "I apologize. For everything. I wasn't considering your emotions and feelings in the past. When you stormed out of the room, I have come to realize how important you're to me. I searched for you the next day, but you were already gone." Wednesday came very close to you. "I have never considered torture as painful but when you left me that torture was unbearable." She continued. "Come back to me, amore mio." her eyes pleading. "I can't. Wednesday. I have been through hell these past months. I can't throw myself into a relationship right now. I'm broken." You say looking into her eyes.
"I'm willing to wait until you're ready, amore mio."
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It had my heartbroken 2
Wednesday Addams x Reader
Warnings: uh...
Well...I don't know if this was a good idea...btw sorry it took so long to write this...
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And I'll be in denial for at least a little while
Two months ago, you found yourself standing in front of Nevermore's gates, translucent like a ghost. You had to convince the people who still holding onto you to let go so you could come back. There are only two people you who possibly still holding on.
You concentrated on gathering more energy to get a solid image, smeared dirt on your face, and disheveled your hair. Moments later, that's how Principal Weems found you standing in front of her office. Her reaction to seeing you standing there looking alive and freshly coming out of a grave made her already red eyes swell again. The following weeks made it difficult for you to explain to her how you came back, so you had to play pretend you didn't know.
It was a mystery to Larissa how nobody else could see you, but when Wednesday asked her about you, she was glad she wasn't going mad, but seeing her student go mad, it's a different story. She asked you nicely to quit showing yourself on Wednesday, which you can't because it's not in your powers. You tried not to show up or talk to Wednesday, but when she started to be absent-minded throughout the day, you couldn't keep watch from afar.
It's been a week since you got caught by your mother leaving Wednesday's room. You have been roaming around in Nevermore's hidden area, where a little garden was restored for you. You spent mostly your time here reading a book while sitting by the fountain. 5 days ago your body started to get translucent like how you arrived two months ago. It started with your fingertips, fading away and coming back as a solid image again. It continued until it was already your full hand. It made the book that you were holding fall onto the grass. When your hand became a solid image again, you quickly took the book and placed it on your lap. You sighed. It is time.
What about the plans we made?
The sun was about to set when you found yourself standing in the garden, wearing all white, which doesn't suit you, but right now it gave you this ethereal look. As if an angel just landed on the surface of the earth. Everything was so peaceful and silent, your thoughts flying out to the sky when you hear two people bickering entering the garden.
You watch the scene unfold in front of you. They only stopped when you completely emerged into their sight, they saw how your body flickered between solid to translucent. Your energy is becoming unstable. You smiled at them sadly.
Y/N: I didn't know how to tell you.
There was a single tear falling on your cheek.
Y/N: I'm sorry for lying. I'm sorry for not saying anything. But it's time to face the reality. Let's stop pretending I'm still alive.
You didn't want to see how you broke their hearts once again, but it pains you more if they continue to live with you not knowing when you'll completely vanish.
Larissa: My sweet child. My little bean. My baby.
Your mother was the first one to break from her shock state and came to your side. Creasing your face, showering you with motherly kisses, and engraving your face into her memory for the last time, she'll ever see, hear, and hold you again. You turned to Wednesday, she's shaking her head, not wanting to believe you, not wanting to believe her eyes, not wanting to settle with this kind of ending, but she has no other choice. She has to. You slowly walk up to her, flickering, until you're only inches away from her. You wiped the tear that escaped her eye, she leans into your touch and kissed your wrist, and you silently sob. That's when she threw herself onto you, letting go of her emotions. She's crying, hard, her hands grabbing your shirt. The sight was heartbreaking.
It was time. You felt it through your body. You looked at your Mother and reached out to her. She gladly takes your hand and engulfed both of you and Wednesday in a hug. The fading started from your feet, slowly creeping up to your legs, then to your waist, and chest, until your head.
"I love both of you."
That was the last thing Larissa and Wednesday heard when you completely vanished from their hug.
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5 years later
A light knocks on the door. "Come in. Please take a seat. So, I heard you're applying for the botany position— " Larissa, who was too busy reading the applicants' resumes didn't bother to look at the person who came through the door. "How have you been, mom?" You smiled at her, taking in how mature she looked since the last time you saw her. She immediately looked up to see if she isn't imagining things. There you were standing in front of her desk, she waited for flickering or fading away, but nothing happened. "Principal Weems— " Both of you looked to the person who just entered the room. "Hi, my love." You smiled at a stunned Wednesday Addams.
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Wednesday: What is that?
Y/N: Uhh a phone?
Wednesday: I know what a phone is. What is that thing on your phone?
Y/N: Oh this? This is a polaroid. Look my girlfriend is very cute in this one.
Wednesday: call me cute again, and you'll die.
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It had my heartbroken.
Wednesday Addams x Reader
Warning: mild Angst
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"They weren't mine but when I lost them it had my heart broken."
Wednesday wrote that as her ending sentence in her old chapter. She carefully took out the paper and added to her neatly packed pages. She sighed. The room felt bigger than before, she could definitely feel your absence. She never thought she would be fond of your shenanigans or you in flesh.
She hate to admit but she misses you. awfully. She misses how you would annoy her while she's writing, your cringe phrases that could lead her to murder, your infuriating laugh and your dreadful back hugs whenever you see her in the halls. She misses you so much that she started to hallucinate, she would see you in every classroom, hallways, at the Weathervane, and even in her room, but she knew it was just an image of you in her mind, she didn't make an effort to talk to you. Though sometimes you would talk to her like you usually do.
Now is the perfect example. You were on her bed, on the phone, scrolling through social media, humming in satisfaction. Then you remembered you weren't alone.
Y/N: Oh, sorry I was humming. I didn't realize it.
Wednesday: T-there's nothing to apologize for. You can continue humming if you want too.
Her voice cracked, it broke her heart. She needed that comfort from you but she knew you were merely an image in her head. She tried to shake the image away in her mind but it only makes it worse.
You were now standing in front of her. Looking down at her, whilst she is sitting on her stool. You gently crease her cheeks, she leans into your touch. Feeling the warmth of your hand against her very own cold skin.
When will she realize you're not just a hallucination, that you're real, that you were on the edge of death but cheated in some way? When will she realize, how much love and affection she showed, whilst thinking you were dead.
You had to play along with this idea. Preventing her to do something else. You were glad to see her doing just fine, but when loneliness strikes her, you couldn't just watch from afar. You soothe her by appearing every time she needed you. You would play your memories with her, to remind her about the happiness that she has given you.
She wrapped her arms around your waist to feel more warmth of you. Inhaling your scent, wood sage, and sea salt. Your scent is therapeutic to her, it did calm her down. You had your hands on her head slightly pressing it against your body and gently stroking her hair.
It was time for you to go before anyone else's sees you. You gently guided her to her bed and made her lay on it. She's holding your hand, not wanting you to leave. You whispered little things to her, it was soothing her to sleep. Soon enough she slipped into slumberland and you kissed her on the forehead to say goodbye.
You slowly pulled your hand away and made your way to the door. When you opened it, you were greeted by a tall woman with silver blond hair.
Principal Weems: I have been looking for you. How is she?
You took one last glance behind you and closed the door. You cleared your throat to compose yourself.
Y/N: She's doing fine while I'm beside her, but she's completely lost when she's all alone, she'll slip into something worse. Moth- I mean Principal Weems, let me tell her the truth. I can't keep roaming around the school like a ghost.
Principal Weems: We have talked about this, Y/N. How would you even tell her you aren't dead? How would you tell her you cheated death? She saw you get stabbed with Nightshade poison. You died in front of her, we held a funeral for you. Even I, your mother. I am in shock to see you come back from the dead. Don't get me wrong, I am truly happy you're back but we still don't have answers to what questions they may have. Staying low and hidden will be the safest thing to do right now.
Y/N: But I can't keep watching, how she suffers alone, not even knowing her partner is alive and kicking. Mom, I love her. I want to be with her so badly.
You couldn't hold on to your tears anymore. You are already sobbing when your mother pulled you into a hug and rubbed your back to calm you down.
Principal Weems: I know, darling. I'm sorry.
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