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remusjohnslupin · 8 months
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Addams Family Values (1993), dir. Barry Sonnenfeld
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tanuki-pyon · 8 months
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Family portrait :)
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fanonical · 5 months
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beardedmrbean · 2 months
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There is not a single casting choice for Morticia's mother that could have possibly been better than the one they made.
I'm reminded of that every time I see her show up
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valeskawhore · 1 year
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“Y/n Dracula?”
A Wednesday x FEM! Vampire! Reader! Fan fiction!!!
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Character(s)/parings: Wednesday Addams x FEM! Y/n Dracula!!
WARNING: Hello everyone and welcome, this story will stay to the original plot in the show just with my own reader insert!!! Somethings will be changed so y/n can fit in the story but that’s expect and yes,I will give a heads up before hand every time!! I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!! EVERYONE LIKE THIS IDEA!!!!
THIS IS PART ONE!! AN INTRODUCTION!!
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I never saw my father anymore, not even on my birthday.
I have vague memories of him though from when I was just a young girl, And of course there’s the various family paintings spread throughout the mansion chambers but, his face was always blurred or torn out by his own hand.
Not even any printed pictures, he despised them.
It was like living with a ghost. I always felt his presence but it's like he was invisible to the naked eye. Despite never seeing him or hearing orders directly from his own mouth, I still receive them from our house keepers.
Holidays were useless and such a waste of time. We never celebrated them anyways since it was too much pain to remember.
My mother had died around thanksgiving. Ironic? I know. The one time of year when everyone would celebrate the giving season, but given our history– it was not a time to be happy in our household.
That holiday was a lie anyways– it wouldnt even exist if it wasnt for mass genocide so I wasnt necessarily torn up about not celebrating it anyways.
I don't remember much about her, she was human from what I know and from what others have told me she was a very bright woman. So happy and optimistic, definitely a “glass is half full kind of person”-- Or atleast, that’s what I've been told. —-That’s another story for another time though, no use mourning over someone I barely knew.
Still, sometimes I'd long for normality. But in my case, that was merely a dream. Someone like me couldn't be normal no matter what spell or mortal concoction this pathetic world seemed to brew up. I couldn’t even go outside without my ‘ring of cursed sunlight’ on. If I didn't have that, then it was back to the o’l trench coat and sunglasses.
I am Y/n Dracula, the only living heir of the count himself. And no, I can not see my reflection in the mirror.
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I am 16 years old. Quite young for a vampire, I'm aware– but I've still got quite the ways to go. According to my research, a half-blood like myself would last only a few hundred years. I'm not completely immortal like a true count should be.
It’s the highest dishonor in my family and because of it, I was considered a sham.
The one living heir to the Dracula legacy wasn't even a full vampire. I was a regret from the moment I was born in my father’s eyes. I’ve never had any other reason to believe otherwise because it’s not like we had a healthy father-daughter relationship like most, He didn’t even talk to me.
On my sixteenth birthday, I received a letter from a principal in a small little town located near a cemetery surrounded by a body of water. Where the skies were dark and gloomy, rain was common, and happiness died along with its resident’s hopes and dreams…
It was like a dream come true, I know.
But what I wasn't particularly fond of was what the school represented, outcasts.
Nevermore Academy; The school of outcasts and those who were rejected from the normal lifestyle we know today. Where weirdos and stoners, rejects and ‘misunderstood’ ‘troubled’ teens got sent to.
What’s even worse was, APPARENTLY— it was my father’s idea.
What better way to make sure your child knows you’re ashamed of them? What a nice birthday present dad.
I didn’t even have a choice either. My bags were already packed for me, and my transporter, Alec, was patiently waiting at the bottom of the stairs, ready to hand me my coat and ring.
I received many hugs and presents from my housekeepers, the closest thing I had to a family.
With a final wave goodbye, I saw myself out of the mansion. Only looking back for a brief moment to make sure I hadn’t forgotten anything but,
something had caught my sharp attention when I finally took a seat in the passenger side of our vehicle.
From a far window above,
The one window in my fathers corridor,
The one window he always kept shut and locked without even the slightest bit of light shining through,
I could have sworn, I saw a pale white stoic face glaring at me through the window before disappearing. Almost as if the count himself wanted to see my dissatisfied face before leaving.
‘What a smug bastard.’ I had thought to myself, adjusting in the seat and pulling my sunglasses over my eyes.
As we rounded the mansion's fountain, making a U-turn to be let out the tall dark gate, Alec said my name.
I turned towards him,
“Young mistress, your father wanted me to hand you this, tis’ your birthday present.” His older face crinkled into an eye closed smile.
He held a black velvet box out to me, wrapped in the darkest of ribbons and bows, with a letter and a black rose tucked between the packaging. I took the box,
Pulling the letter from the packaging and removing the dark crimson wax melted “D” from the opening so I could read the letter,
“T’was your mothers, she wanted you to have it on this day.” the letter had read in big bold fancy writing,
And in the box was a small beautiful mirror crusted with rubies and black gems, rimmed with gold and silver.
“Your mother always had taste.” Alec smiled once more.
The sight of the mansion soon disappeared in my rear view mirror, I sighed.
‘What kind of a ridiculous name is Nevermore anyways?’
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LET ME KNOW WHAT YALL THINK !! DO YOU THIS SHES GOOD ENOUGH TO CONTINUE THE STORY!???? <333
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frogboy0 · 1 year
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Doods :) they're all so silly
I want to put each and every character in a jar and shake it
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georgeromeros · 1 year
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The Addams Family - Season 1 Episode 9 (1964) The New Neighbors Meet the Addams Family
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brenshor · 4 months
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Wednesday: That place is a fortress. How the hell are we getting in there?
Grandmama in spanish: I've stormed this kind of fortress before.
Wednesday: What the hell??
Morticia: Wednesday one day we're going to have to talk about grandmama's revolutionary past.
Wednesday: Her WHAT?
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rsitb-second-account · 6 months
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You know how, in 1964 Addams Family, they are so so nice and kind, and yet people always hate them, and are scared of them, and find them horrid and weird?
This is point one in my idea of them being autistic.
The episode in which they get new neighbours, they are so nice and welcoming, no matter how odd they find the people. They invite them over for cards, no matter how jumpy they are. They offer their neighbours the things they like, they are certainly nice and friendly. The neighbours are trying to get out of their rental lease, which the Addams happened to be the landlords of. No matter how nice the Addams are, the neighbours can’t stand to be around them. They are not straightforward with their problems, so when the Addams attempt to help, they don’t fix the implied problems. This brings me onto point two
The Addams are not good at reading social cues or situations. This is represented when, for example, there is a guy trying to get the kids to go to school. By the end of the episode, this man ends up convinced that the Addamses are attempting murder against him
They were being nice and welcoming in the way that they are to family members, which as you can probably imagine is an entirely different social script than what most people would consider polite and welcoming
The Addams Family do not mask their “strangeness” because they have a lot of people who support them in their family, and see no need to change for the occasional person who happens to see them as strange.
I love Addams Family so much, I could probably give detailed examples on every character, however I am thinking to hard to think about that
(Disclaimer: this is not to say they wrote them with autism in mind, they obviously didn’t think lets give this entire family autism. The “strange” tendencies they gave to the Addamses, however, do coincide with common autism traits.)
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zenyogi-society · 1 year
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remusjohnslupin · 8 months
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Addams Family Values (1993), dir. Barry Sonnenfeld
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snowrosestudio · 6 months
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The Addams Family 1964 my beloved
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fanonical · 7 months
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bayoubashsims · 1 year
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I requested Thing from The Addams Family to @the-sims-of-frogton and I had to make this video to thank her!
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valeskawhore · 1 year
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Okokok but IMAGINE:
When Wednesday Adams first took glance of Nevermore academy, two things came to her complex mind.
One: “How the hell am I going to escape this dreadful prison?”
And two: “I will never. Make. Friends.”
Given that been the case in the beginning, things have changed since then. Suspicious Murders, secret hallways, strange noises around every creaking hall in the academy was enough to warrant anyone away..
Not Wednesday though, with the help of her trusted acquaintances (they are her friends she’ll trust never admit it) She’s solved and uncovered more then any Nevermore student ever has since her very own mother and father roamed the campus— Morticia and Gomez Adams.
Wednesday has always had a knack for putting things together… and taking them apart..
Now the damage is done and over with—- will Nevermore ever be “Normal” after all this?? No, Of course not. But when trouble is afoot—-
Wednesday will always be there to uncover it.
With that being said… what IF?
A new student happened to be get transferred in the following year? A girl (or gender neutral/ they/them/ or even a guy) with the last name every soul cowered beneath.
A name that brought that very school and everyone around— To. Their. Knees.
A name that not even Principal Weems or even the Mayor had no power against.
Y/n Dracula—— Daughter (son?) of the Count himself was coming to Nevermore.
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Let me know if y’all want more on this!! I have so many ideas!!!!!!!!!
GUYS!! HERES THE INTRODUCTION!! THE FIRST PART OF MANY TO COME!!
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PART TWO! HERE!
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novemberwasgrey · 1 year
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Wenvier headcanons
Become official after two months of dating because, quoting Wednesday, "relationships are a source of unnecessary gossip that is none of people's business except our own". But because she's a good bestie, she allowed Enid to be the first to spread the news on her blog.
They aren't dating "just because". As artists, they actually understand each other on an intellectual level and love to debate. Their favorite subject is the Renaissance and they can talk about it for hours.
Museum and library dates.
They're both pretty jealous in the relationship. We already saw Xavier's reaction to Tyler but that's nothing next to Wednesday when some girl hits on Xavier. Most of the time, before Xavier can even politely states "I'm not interested, I already have a girlfriend", Wednesday will be right behind him glaring at the girl until she cowers in fear and flees.
On top of that, we know Wednesday's very competitive. Before they started dating, she'd heard Xavier tell Ajax that Bianca made the best brownies he's ever had when they were together. She got so worked up that she spent the entire night making brownies and just shoved them in his mouth without a word, the next day.
Other than English, Wednesday can speak Spanish, Italian and German. And she who claims to hate pet names, she can't help but call Xavier some in foreign languages. In fact, she used to call him pet names in Italian very often but what she didn't know was that Xavier could speak Italian (his mom was Italian) and understand everything she was saying. He played along for a while then one time, he just replied with a perfect accent. She was mortified. Xavier laughed for an hour until she got enough and pushed him in the fountain.
(Even then he was still cackling soaking wet)
Since then, they got into this thing where they speak Italian when they're in public and only want the other to understand.
One time, Xavier called her 'cara mia' like her dad to tease her. She didn't talk to him for the rest of the day. Eventually, the only pet names she grew to tolerate are 'Wens' (Enid's the one who started to call her that) and 'love'.
...is there a tiny possibility that they love to dirty talk in Italian? yup
Xavier challenged himself to make Wednesday laugh as much as possible. He'd come up with lame jokes that never work and annoy her. Until this one time he tripped over his own feet and he heard her giggle. "Are you serious, me making a fool of myself is what makes it for you?!" "Exactly."
I established that several times already but obviously, Xavier loves Wednesday's family and they love him just as much. His dad and him were never close especially since his mom's passing so he's so touched by how quick the Addams make him feel like one of their own. Morticia and Gomez just love how much he cares for their little viper.
Grandmama Addams was thrilled to see her best friend's godson after years.
and oh, Pugsley and Xavier are thick as thieves, like seriously they love each other.
...which annoys Wednesday to no end bc now she can't even have a minute alone with her boyfriend without her brother barging in.
(On another note, Pugsley and Eugene get along great btw).
Xavier and Enid literally act like siblings and that's the cutest thing ever. Because they're dating each other's bff, they made it their mission to make Wednesday and Ajax get along. These two were the type to be awkward around each other (well, mostly Ajax around Wednesday, she used to give him the creeps). Eventually, they were able to bond on one undeniable fact: anyone who dares to attack Enid and Xavier will have to deal with them.
Someone *talking shit about Xavier and Enid*
Wednesday:
Ajax:
Wednesday: I'll get the rope, you get the shovel.
Ajax: Better. I will take my beanie off and you smash their stone statue in pieces.
Wednesday: Impressive. I'm in.
Xavier's the only one allowed to touch Wednesday's hair. I support @foolinlove99 headcanon that she lets him braid it.
Wednesday loves his hair. Really much. Xavier realized it at some point as she always pets it unconsciously or tugs on it during sex.
Xavier's love languages are physical touch and gift giving, Wednesday's is acts of service.
People like to say Xavier fell first and Wednesday fell harder, but that's not even true because he falls for her more and more everyday and so does she and basically their relationship is a competition of who loves the other more. I'm sure they'd fight about it.
Xavier Thorpe centric headcanons here
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