#granny frump

[atwas-meme-ing]

Just saw a comment on FB calling the 60's sitcom version of The Addams Family "the most functional tv family".

No freaking kidding! I mean, look at it: Gomez was treated as the head of the house. Morticia was supportive of Gomez, never put him down, respected his authority- and Gomez, at the same time, respected her boundaries ("Morticia, that's French!" "Gomez, later, we have an important matter here" "Ah, yes, later"). They supported each others ideas, goals, dreams, and rarely, if ever, called them silly.

Their kids were well-behaved, knew the rules, and followed them. Yeah, they did some really weird things, but they were not out of line with their family. They were taught to respect their parents, because their parents respected each other and their kids (this is a very important distinction, because respect is learned by watching, not by being lectured).

Anyone who came into their house was welcomed as family. Crazy old Uncle Fester, who arguably causes more trouble than any other single character in the show? Chide him a bit for threatening to shoot someone in the back, perhaps, but he still gets his own room. Grandmama needs someone to look after her in her old age? Set her up with a crystal ball and a gypsy tent in the living room so she can carry on her profession as a fortune-teller while still being surrounded by family. A detached hand that somehow managed to come to life has nowhere to go? Take him in and set him up with a system of tunnels under the house and boxes that open only from the inside so he has a private place to feel comfortable while still being a part of a family. Got a butler that looks a bit like Boris Karloff and is somewhat introverted and doesn't like to talk? Pay him well, give him decent servant's quarters, thank him for everything he does and let him know at every opportunity just how much he is appreciated, and give him as much time at the harpsichord as he wants (besides, he plays it beautifully and the whole family loves to dance). Heck, there were times that Lurch was treated like he was Gomez or Morticia's brother or something- I mean, there was a whole episode where Lurch's mother came to visit, and Gomez and Morticia pretended they were the servants- of their own house!!!

And then Cousin Itt has his own miniature room for whenever he comes to visit, and the entire family, instead of insisting that he try to get over his speech impediment, just learned how to understand him. Gomez made arrangements for his mother-in-law, Granny Frump, to get pampered beauty treatments at a high-class health spa, and insisted that Granny Frump was a lovely woman (and if you haven't seen that episode, Granny Frump was played by the same actress who played the Wicked Witch of the West). Morticia's sister Ophelia had a terrible habit of body-slamming Gomez, for whatever reason, and while Gomez didn't seem terribly fond of her (understandable), he never turned her out of the house, and he never said a bad word about her, because she was his wife's sister, and he loved and respected Morticia too much to disrespect her family.

And anybody that came into their house was treated just as well as the rest of the family.

It's never been expressly stated just what the Addamses are. Witches? Vampires? Ghouls? Maybe just a conglomeration of supernatural creatures? Whatever they are, they're one of the best examples of a loving, respectful family I ever saw.

#good #the addams family #snap snap #my opinion #gomez addams #morticia addams #wednesday addams #pugsley addams #uncle fester #grandmama #lurch #cousin itt #granny frump #ophelia frump #thing #the irony of the addamses being almost certainly a bunch of supernatural monsters #and yet being better humans than most human beings #it reminds me of how Jesus would tell the Jews that even the Gentiles could follow the law better than the Pharisees #or paul telling the early church that even those outside the church were acting better than believers #sometimes the religious people really can take a lesson from the people that aren't often considered to be so

[glittery-animations]

#the addams family #morticia addams #gomez addams #wednesday addams #pugsley addams #fester addams #lurch addams #granny frump #gif #glitter gif #glitter #cartoon

[broadwaywednesday]

With the recent release of the Netflix series “Wednesday” I’ve seen a lot of online debate over who were the original Addamses, and how many versions there have been. So I decided to compile as much of that information as I could into a bunch of posters. 

My answers to those questions are: 

The original Addams Family is the cartoon that Charles Addams created.

And I don’t know how many versions there are. It depends what you want to count. Which actors played the characters? How each character looked? By the individual titles? Which versions you think are valid? I think we can debate that one if we really want to, but we’ll be here all day.  I’m just happy this family has remained relevant since 1938. I’m happy to see new fans, and I’m glad there are still new versions of The Addams Family being released into the world for us all to love and enjoy. 

#the addams family #Morticia Addams #Gomez Addams #Wednesday Addams #Pugsley Addams #Uncle Fester #lurch #thing #cousin itt #grandmama addams #granny frump #wednesday netflix #i've literally been working on this for over a week #please reblog but no reposting #i might post these separately if people want to reblog just their favourite characters #i'm still giggling that I forgot to delete the extra tim curry

[princessmimoza]

.the addams family portrait series

and here is the whole family together <3 i hope you enjoyed this little series as much as i did drawing it <3 who is your fav? :3

#the addams family #addams family #wednesday addams #gomez addams #morticia addams #pugsley addams #lurch #thing #fester addams #granny frump #cousin itt #movie #fanart #digitalart #portrait

[jiminysjournal]

Characters I want to see in S2:

Grandmama (Where was she!?):

Granny Frump (bonus points if played by a previous Wicked Witch of the West):

Cousin Itt (Not just a painting of his ancestor!):

Ophelia (presumably played by Catherine):

Kitty Kat/Cat (Enid would LOVE them!):

HOMER (She’s gotta be one of these, right?):

Not a character but the classic Wednesday Dance (when she goes to the Rave’n with Enid, duh):

#wednesday netflix #Wednesday #wednesday spoilers #season 2 wishes #grandmama addams #granny frump #cousin itt #ophelia frump #kitty kat addams #kitty cat addams #homer addams #wednesday dance #eniday #yes i realize margaret hamilton's gif is from something else #and that lion gif is generic #tw spiders #tw creepy crawlies

[lollipencil]

The Dark Side of The Moon

This popped into my head and kept on knocking so, here it is. Enjoy and be gentle.

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Marc Spector was standing in front of a cave.

A cave that had featured in many nightmares and, even as he stood there on daylight, he could still hear echoes of both that day and the aftermath. A shaking breath misted in the chilled air. His sweaty hands clenched so hard the knuckles went pale. And he pressed down as hard as he could.

The explosion shattered the origin of all his pain. Rocks and flame smothered that gapping maw, filling it up utterly. Never to trap anyone else again.

Silently, he turned to the two figures standing a foot away watching. “To new beginnings,” he whispered to himself. A statement that echoed twice inside his head.

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Gravel crunched loudly as Steven staggered towards the house. Moaning, he barely noticed the gate opening as he desperately tried to not fall asleep on the driveway. Again. “Think they managed to get tío Fester?” Jake asked as Steven’s head knocked against the door. “Would be our luck the one time we aren’t there,” Steven’s yawn nearly sent him right off down the stairs, until a large pair of hands gripped him gently but firmly, “um, ‘Morning Lurch.”

Lurch groaned in greeting. Humming back, Steven allowed the body to be guided to the dining room. Seemingly in the time it took to blink they were seated at the table. “Good morning boys,” their mum cooed in her usual soft voice, “Terrible night?” “Morning. I was out for most of it, Marc or Jake would know more about it,” Steven stiffled another yawn. “Fair enough,” Morticia nodded, “We’ve had an...interesting evening.” “Oh? How so?”

Morticia quirked an eyebrow and looked towards their right. Someone was sitting, looking at them as if unsure how to interpret them and was afraid of that fact. “Oh, hello,” Steven blinked passively. “Had a long night, boys?” cackled Granny Frump as she came over with a smoking mug, “Here, this should reboot those brain cells.” The mug’s contents were a deep purple, foaming as it bubbled away.

Steven knocked it back without hesitation. And their mind cleared.

“Uncle Fester?” he asked with a manic grin, “Is it really you?” “I- ye- Yes!” Fester concluded with utter confidence. Confidence that waned as Steven’s arms were flung around him, vertebrae crackling ominously. “Oh, we’ve always wanted to meet you!” Steven grinned into Fester’s shoulder, “Dad’s told us so much about you!” “Now, now Steven,” Gomez chuckled, “Save some of your uncle for the rest of us. You three will have plenty of time with him in the future.” “Especally after some sleep,” Morticia added as Granny set his breakfast down in front of him.

“Right,” Steven nodded, still somewhat out of it, and tucked in. Everything else could wait.

#my fics #crossover fic #moon knight (2022) #the addams family 1991 #marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley #lurch addams #morticia addams #granny frump #fester addams #gomez addams

[witchofthesouls]

This was a weird crossover thought, but hey, it’s a rare pair:

Grandmama Frump has no idea how, what, when, and where the ancient grimoire had dumped her, nor the spellwork that pushed her into a metal body, but the entrails did say she will be on quite a transformative journey. Meets up with the DJD by intercepting on their List. Not her fault if the mechs were stupid enough to bother her and joins them after admiring their skills. Grandmama Frump and Vos would get along like fire on a gasoline-soaked body.

She can fully appreciate a being that can fully transform into a sniper rifle. Granny Frump prefers to go down and bloody close to the target, so she tries to convince him to get a bayonet attachment.

Nothing says romance than a personal stab, together.

Just as nothing says “I love you” so much to an Addams than causing chaos, mayhem, and murder with a partner, especially if they could literally use their partner. How intimate…

Vos and Grandmama would croon sweet nothings full of murderous intentions to each other. Unfortunately, they do all the time, especially during meals.

No one understands what the hell they’re saying since they’re speaking in the respective dead language of Primal Vernacular and Ancient French. Except for Tarn… and he’s dying from the horniness.

The leader of the DJD feels beyond uncomfortable, but Tarn can’t turn away when Granny climbs into Vos’ lap, face to face as she steadies herself with his shoulders. The romantic locked deep in his untouched spark practically swoons as Granny tenderly cradles Vos’ mask and simultaneously recoils from what Vos purrs back.

There are some things a mech is not meant to know. Please stop playing with the ruffles and seams of her armor.

Actually, everyone is dying from the horniness. They may not understand, but even the blind mech could feel that raw tension.

There’s many strange sounds in Vos' habsuite. It’s screaming. A lot of screaming. Not of terror. Sometimes agony, but it’s mixed with pleasure. With laughter. High and demented that leaves scratches over a brain module, like rusted nails shoved deep into a helm.

Once it stops, the door opens to dreamy Frump swaying to invisible music as she heads to the shower rack.

The way she moves is reminiscent to the artistic bodily freedom of the Golden Age music underground and the famed courtesans of the High Towers and Primal Palace: strangely sensual and oddly provocative in its fluid grace of free-form steps and twirls. The armor she uses doesn’t help, it sways to her movement.

Vos, in berth and completely enraptured, watches on, smoking a cygar.

Tarn and Kaon gives him hell for it since the ship has designated smoking areas and the communication officer hates the smell leaking to his hab.

Grandmama had commandeered the kitchen and refuses to let anyone else into it. Not even if it causes the fire alarms and toxicity sensors to blare. She has it well in hand, sonny! There are at least three cauldrons always on the flames from a sweet simmer to furiously frothing to the point the lid will become a deadly projectile. The smell can be absolutely delightful or completely atrocious -far, far worse than Tesarus not properly deep-cleaning his most inward blades.

Tarn has no idea if Granny Frump is trying to kill them by an obvious poisoning attempt since whatever she heaved over to the shared table is... ghastly vibrant with a sludge-like consistency. And possibly in its dying throes as she smacks the cauldron insides with a spiked ladle. And he’s absolutely not imagining that muted shriek-

Between Nickel’s medical programs, Tesarus’ ununtrium-coated tank, and Helex’s ability to heat his own internals to a deadly scorch to kill everything, they can take on whatever malice she wields.

Luckily, there’s the usual Energon dispenser in the mess hall, but Tarn can only watch in mute horror as everyone else eats it, even the Pet enjoys it.

Helex and Tesarus wolf down over half the cauldron with large doses of aluminum flakes and cobalt swirls. Kaon eventually switches to the dispenser, but only because the smell overrides the lovely taste. Vos eats his extra blended portion with a straw. Even Nickel is in on it: sipping on her bowl with a side of boron biscuits.

He is not the weird one. He is not-

#transformers #transformers idw #IDW #MTMTE #vos #tarn #helex #tesarus #nickel #addams family #grandmama frump #granny frump #violence #valveplug #is implied #maccadam #My writing #Tarn is a virgin pass it on #Tarn rejects knowing primal venacular #HUMANFORMERS #humans into cybertronians

[mask131]

The evolution of Grandma Addams (1)

Some of you may know her as Grandmama. Others as Grandma Addams. Some as Granny Frump, or Grandma Frump. This character, the elderly of the Addamses, has a lot of names, a lot of faces, a lot of identites - and quite a bumpy “evolutionary” ride through the media... But for the sake of simplicity I’ll refer to the character-unit as “Grandma Addams”.

Who is originally Grandma Addams? Well, she is very clearly Gomez’s mother - and if the visual clues weren’t enough (her having the same darker skin than Gomez, them sharing a stout body type...), Chas Addams spelled it very clearly in his writings. She is Gomez’s mother and Morticia’s mother-in-law. But a question arises... What is her name? Well, according to the book “The Addams Family: An Evilution”, Charles Addams intended her name to be “Grandma Frump”. Now I never actually saw the text including this name - I could only lay my hands on the description of the character, where her name is nowhere to be seen. But I’ll trust the book on this one for now. So... She was Grandma Frump. Which begs a lot of questions... Did Chas Addams considered naming the whole family “Frump”? After all, he never came up with the “Addams family” name, the television show (and the audience of the comic strips) did. Or would it be her own and unique name, the same way as “Uncle Fester”? 

Another detail we have is the fact that she appeared very early in the “family’s “history. She first manifested herself as an elderly neighbor from which Morticia tries to borrow a cup of cyanide, and from there slowly makes her way into the family before being identified as a regular member of the strips. If we are incline to invent a backstory based on the chronological order, we could almost see how Morticia ended up meeting Gomez: first living alone with the Thing and Lurch in her decaying manor, Morticia then establishes a connection with her elderly neighbor Grandma Frump and from there meets Gomez and the love sparks... Of course this is just my silly reading of the drawings’ chronology. Clearly Addams just went with the flow of his ideas and never intended such a grand backstory, but hey, I like to over-interpret. Another thing of note: in this very early drawing, a thick black silhouette can be seen climbing the stairs behind Grandma in her house... Who could this mysterious person be? So many questions, so little answers... 

Grandma Frump looks like your ordinary, kindly grandmother. She is often seen cooking for the family ; she prepares clothes with a sewing machine ; she offer the children sweet treats and tells them bedtime stories... But of course there’s always a twist : the sweet treats are bat and skull-shaped cookies, the bedtime stories are of dragons eating knights, she uses an iron maiden as a sewing mannequin, and she cooks with poisoned mushrooms and eyes of newts. If you look careful at the pots of herbs she keeps in her kitchen you’ll see she also keeps the ashes of the dead in there (one pot contains the remains of a certain “Harold”... Maybe her deceased husband?).

Strangely however, in the drawings Grandma Frump spends very little time with her son (except in one drawing where she is sick and a worried Gomez visits her - of course, for someone whose diet is made of poisonous and crematorium ashes, she needs a very unusual treatment: toad venom, and tome dust mixed in oil of newt). In fact, beside the kids, she seems to spend the most time with Morticia. It was together that they discussed the name of a future baby, and Morticia can be seen playing cards with Grandma. It seems she cheats quite regularly - due to Morticia’s utter surprise when she discovers that for this one party she doesn’t!

Beside her big nose with an equally big wart/mole and her mane of untamed white hair, Granny Frump is mostly recognizable through her iconic outfit: a variety of paisley shawls over a bombazine skirt (sometimes torn at the edges). Interestingly, her facial expression seems to be stuck in a passive smile, sleepy eyes over happily curled lips, a sort of lazy or almost senile bliss.  

Is Grandma Frump a witch? This is an excellent question... She is after all an elderly lady who cooks in a cauldron using poison and bizarre ingredients... She does lack the usual witchy traits (no pointy hat, no hooked nose), but a few elements here and there left by Charles Addams hint at a witchy nature. She is never seen flying with a broomstick, but for the “Mother Goose” books Grandma replacs the titular mother, flying under the full moon on an abnormaly large goose. And Charles Addams did draw her floating in space on a basket with a broom in hand, like the Russian Baba-Yaga, puzzling an alien by her mere presence... An unreleased sketch of Charles Addams found in “The Addams Family: An Evilution” is also fascinating as it draws a parallel with the drawing of proto-Ophelia and her mother. Grandma Frump is seen in an almost identical kitchen/hut, with the same black cat at her feet, with a witchy attire hanging on the door, cooking in front of a cauldron, with by her side a thin blond girl - too old and expressive to be the proto-Ophelia, but still... Either Grandma Frump is a witch or she likes hanging out with some. 

And all that being said, here is the official description Charles Addams gave of her in preparation for the upcoming sitcom:

“This disrespectful old hag is the mother of Gomez (husband of Morticia). She willingly helps with the dishes, cheats at solitaire and is thoroughly dishonest. She, too, is a favorite with the children and will make them cookies in the shape of bats, skulls and bones. Good humored about all and can be garrulous. The complexion is dark, the hair is white and frizzy and uncombed. She has a light beard and a large mole. She wears a shawl on all occasions, thick socks and fleece slippers under a bombazine skirt.”

#addams family #the addams family #grandma addams #granny frump #grandmama #grandma frump #charles addams #chas addams

[bayoubashsims]

~An Addams Family Reunion ~

The Addams family had a 'small' reunion with four generations of their family (above and below ground). The family's celebrating some milestones--Pubert's birth, Debbie's death, and Great-Grandpapa's remarriage!

Front row: Great Aunt Millicent von Schlepp, Great Auntie Sloom, Step Great-Grandma Diandra Addams, Great-Grandpapa Mortimer Addams, Grandmama Eudora Addams, Pubert Addams, Pugsley Addams, Mrs. Morticia Addams, Wednesday Addams, Granny Hester Frump, Great Uncle Flub, Cousin Melancholia, Cousin Catastrophia, Cousin Pretensia

Back row: Margaret Addams, Cousin Itt Addams, Uncle Pancho Addams, Uncle Fester Addams, Mr. Gomez Addams, Lurch, Thing T. Thing, Aunt Ophelia Frump, Cousin Cackle, Cousin Slosh, Cousin Lois, Mother Lurch.

The ghosts: Great-Grandmama Delilah Addams, Aunt Debbie Jellinsky-Addams, Grandpapa Harold Addams, Great Uncle Jester, Great Uncle Clump.

#the sims 2 #ts2 #the addams family #gomez addams #morticia addams #wednesday addams #pugsley addams #pubert addams #grandmama addams #eudora addams #fester addams #uncle fester #granny frump #hester frump #ophelia frump #cousin itt #itt addams #great auntie sloom #charles addams

[fuzzychildchopshop]

.the addams family / granny by princessmimoza

#the addams family #granny frump

[citizenscreen]

Gomez Addams with his mother-in-law, Granny Frump, on “The Addams Family” in 1966. (John Astin and Margaret Hamilton)

#margaret hamilton #john astin #classic tv #the addams family #1960s

[princessmimoza]

.the addams family / granny

and the next up in my series is granny~ i think i've never drawn an old women in my style before, so this was a first! i hope you like her disapproving face too :D

#the addams family #addams family #granny frump #granny #movie #fanart #digitalart

[unforgettwble-sumii]

SICK ｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ˎˊ˗

(Wednesday x Fem!reader oneshot)

> swearing/cursing, reader gets sick

🟣 After running out in the rain like a crazy maniac without a raincoat or at least something to cover you, you got sick. As expected. Wednesday volunteered to nurse/aid you back to normal. Thing being with you to keep you company and help you as well.

—–·–—·–—·–—·–—·–—·–—·–—·–—·–—·–—·–—

"ughhhh" you groaned turning on your side and putting an arm over your forehead. "shit, I should've wore a raincoat" you said, clearly struggling.

"yeah you should've. Now I have to nurse you." Wednesday says going inside your dorm. She brought a tray with her, with medicine, breakfast and water.

It was a school day today, but considering your current predicament, you couldn't go to class. Miss Weem's had excused you from your classes.

To everyone's surprise, Wednesday Volunteered to help you out. What a sweet thing to do, Addams.

"shut upppp, you volunteered yourself." You say groaning even louder. Your reply caused Wednesday to shoot you a glare. But honestly, you were right.

"why wouldn't I? I would be classified as a bad girlfriend." Her reply stunned you. You meekly sat up, you wanted to see Wednesday in a better view.

Her reply caused your already red cheeks to heat up even more as you stared at her. "What? Anything wrong?" She asks shooting you a glare.

"...no... nothing" you say with your hoarse voice, giving her a closed eye smile. Wednesday just sighs and mentally rolls her eyes. "You're lucky I'm even doing this." She mumbles, causing you to giggle.

She placed the tray on the nightstand beside your bed. She grabbed your breakfast - which was soup, and sat at the foot of your bed.

"Here, eat this." She says moving closer. "What's this?" You ask peaking at the bowl she was holding.

"what does it look like to you?" She says, glaring at you with one of her eyebrows raised.

"Geez...sorry, I was just asking" you say leaning back into your beds headboard. Your lips started to form a little pout.

Wednesday just stayed silent, as if she was trying to think of a reply carefully in order not to upset you any further. "It's soup...it's one of my grandma's (Granny frump) special recipes. She used to make it when Pugsley or....me got sick. Ofcourse now, she doesn't make it for me since I don't get sick." She carefully replies looking up at you.

"and you learned to make this recipe...just for me?" You asked with questioning expression, a gentle smile, and your cheeks heated up just like awhile ago.

Wednesday glanced at the lamp beside you and nodded a little. "But only because you're sick. I'm only doing this for your sake." Her reply caused you to smile even wider.

"And I had to ring my parents up just to get this recipe so you better be grateful and eat it." She added, glaring at you.

"Thank you, Wen" You were truly grateful to have her. Wednesdays cheeks were very lightly coated with blush, she nodded at your reply.

"You should eat this now. It's better to eat it while it's still warm." She says glancing at the soup infront of her.

You nodded your head and picked up the spoon full of soup, you were honestly kind of struggling.

Wednesday saw your struggles, sighed and she carefully took the spoon from you and fed you herself. Small act, but it caused you to get butterflies in your stomach.

"Eat it." She says moving the spoon closer to you. "..but I'm not hungry" you say pouting. "Amor, you need to eat" Once again, you were stunned.

Her reply caused you to open your mouth lightly due to shock. She used that opportunity to shove the spoon in your mouth.

"Swallow." She sternly says, After that she continued to feed you until you finished the whole bowl.

"Drink water and eat this medicine I prepared for you." She carefully grabs them from the tray. While you ate and drank it, Wednesday studied your face intently. You felt the pressure of her stare but you brushed it off.

"Good. Now, I have to get to class, Thing will be here to keep you company and bring you lunch and anything else you need." She says glancing at the appendage.

Thing gave her a thumbs up in reply. "While I'm gone you should take a nap. I know how much you lack sleep, so please Amor."

She gives you a concerned look and holds your hand. "I want you to get better." She says looking at you with a loving stare, Something she only ever does to you.

You gave her a nod as a reply, you leaned closer to her to give her a quick peck on her cheek as a good luck for her school day.

"I'll be back soon Cara mia." You both gave each other a small smile and she went off to go to class.

ଘ [ 5 : 30 p.m ] ଓ୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊

You had a hard time smelling and your nose was stuffy, so Thing rummaged through your nightstand and pulled out a tiny jar with liquid in it.

Thing open it and rubbed some of the liquid on the top of your nose and a little bit on your collarbone.

The aroma of the liquid made you realize that it was eucalyptus oil. You gave Thing a thankyou since you could smell much better now.

But, you had wondered who put that tiny jar off eucalyptus oil there? You asked Thing and he took out a notepad and wrote 'Wednesday' , you gave him a nod and a smile in return.

You slowly glanced at the clock beside your bed, "They've been out for a while..." You say sighing. School usually finishes at 3 pm, So Wednesday and your friends should've been back about 2 hours ago.

You've been waiting for hours, Thing being by your side and keeping you company while Wednesday and your friends were gone.

Thing woke you up awhile ago at around at 12 : 10 p.m, to eat your lunch. After that you scrolled through your phone - However, you immediately stopped and put your phone away after realizing that it caused you to get headaches.

You and thing decided to play chess for a bit - both of you ended up in a tie. While both of you were having fun, Thing made sure to check your temperature every 30 minutes. (He recorded them on a notepad to show Wednesday later.)

'Don't worry, I'm pretty sure Wednesday's on her way here.' Thing signed in attempt to cheer you up.

"Yeah you're right..." You replied...tho you still felt a little down, but you brushed it off. You thought that maybe you should just go take another nap, so you did.

A little while later Wednesday came back. She moved closer to your bed and noticed you soundly asleep with a folded wet cloth on your forehead.

Thing was right beside you making sure that the wet cloth didn't slide off your forehead. "Thankyou for the help, Thing. I'll be sure to give you a reward by making an appointment to your favourite nail salon" Thing moved his fingers around as a way to say thankyou.

Wednesday nodded and sat beside you. Thing moved and gave the wet cloth to Wednesday. She carefully wiped the cloth on your face then gently put it back on your forehead.

While she did that, Thing went to grab the notepad where he recorded your temperatures (and some other things he noticed) and gave it to Wednesday.

Wednesday thanked him once again and the little appendage went out of the room to give Wednesday and you some time alone, and also to find Enid.

"I promise to double your reward." Wednesday said as Thing was on his way out of the room.

She looked back at you and noticed you stir from your sleep. "..Wen..is that you..?" You say rubbing your eyes.

"Yes Amor, it's me." You pull her down so she was laying down right beside you. Both of you remained silent and enjoyed the quiet atmosphere of the room.

A few seconds later Wednesday spoke, "Sorry for keeping you waiting...Enid dragged me along to the Carnival. And I uhm, I got you something"

She pulled something from behind her.

"I hope you like it, Amor." She whispers giving it to you.

You smiled at her and gave her a peck on her cheek "THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOUUU" you squealed in response.

You were hugging it as if your life depended on it, it made Wednesdays black heart warm up.

You always made her feel like this. You felt incredibly lucky to have her, Wednesday felt lucky to have you aswell. You were her lucky charm, Her treasure. Nothing else compared to how much she treasures you.

She pulled you closer, the adorable plushie was right in the middle of you. It was quite a silly sight to see but it was still adorable.

You treated the plushie with such care, as if it was yours and Wednesdays child. That thought popped up in Wednesday head and she couldn't hide her blush.

You noticed her face started to lightly heat up so you put a hand over her forehead, "Wen, I think you might be the one that's sick" you giggled.

Wednesdays lips curled up into a small smile. Oh how she was head over heals for you, just like how head over heals you are for her.

After all that giggling, your body felt more tired, Even after napping the whole day. You melted into her touch and both of you cuddled up each other.

"Get well, Amor" Wednesday whispered as you were soundly asleep. She dozed off after a little while. Both of you truly enjoyed the nap.

until Yoko and Enid called you guys for dinner.

They happened to catch you guys cuddling with the little plushie in the middle.

They couldn't help but take some pics. Unfortunately, it didn't go so well for your wolf and blood sucking friend after Wednesday found out that Enid posted the said pics on her blog.

But that's a story for another time.

a/n:

Oml, this took way longer than intended and I am so sorry for that. Oh, and I didn't proofread it so I apologize for any grammatical errors or basically any mistakes. (⁠´⁠-⁠﹏⁠-⁠`⁠；⁠🎀)

Its 11 pm and I have a toothache so I apologize if nothing makes sense. I swear I feel like I'm high or smth. (⁠●⁠´⁠⌓⁠`⁠●⁠) [pls don't take that seriously, I'm not high.]

Howeverrrr, I'm FINALLY done with thissss and I'm very gladdd.

I started to continue working on this after I ate dinner so imagine my happiness once I finished HAHAAHHA

If you have read my other oneshot, the "go to bed, Amor" you would have known about the bat plushie

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I'm rlly tired so I'm gonna go to bed now ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

I luv u all, byeee!! 🎀 - unforgettwble-sumii

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[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Mother dearest | Xavier Thorpe x Addams!Reader

Advent calendar day four: Winter Solstice

Summary: Xavier spends winter break at the Addams manor and celebrates Winter Solstice for the first time. When night comes, the two of you take advantage of the timing to conduct a séance and call someone special

I got most of my Winter Solstice and Yule knowledge from the Chilling adventures of Sabrina…and picked some other lore around the internet/from the Krampus movie. I apologize if some things are wrong, please don’t come at me

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Snow was falling outside the living room window as you helped your mother decorating the tree, dusting the Addams manor’s property ground with a light coat of white. It was pretty to look at, but all winter reminded you of was the frostbites you got on your hands as a child. 

‘’We're delighted to have you with us for the Winter Solstice, Xavier,’’ Granny Frump said, a little too fond of your boyfriend. 

It was very kind of your parents to invite Xavier over for winter break. His father was too busy to take some time from his schedule to spend time with his son, which would have left him spending the holidays alone at the academy. 

‘’Faustine would be so proud of the young man you became. She was a psychic too. Predicted many famous deaths…even her own!’’ 

Xavier smiled at the gray haired woman, uncertain how to respond. His memories of his godmother were hazy, having only seen her three times in his life — one of them being in her casket at her funeral.

‘’Children, Mother, gather here,’’ your mother invited after you placed the last ornament, saving Xavier from an endless uncomfortable conversation with Granny Frump. ‘’It’s time to light the yule log.’’

Your father brought a box of matches and handed them to your mother as Pugsley and Wednesday came down the stairs, joining you all before the fireplace. 

‘’Have you ever celebrated the Winter Solstice, Xavier?’’ Morticia asked, a box of matches in hand.

He shook his head. Holidays were not really a thing at home. ‘’No, Mrs. Addams.’’ 

Your mother lit the match with a crack, and as the flame flickered, she elaborated on the basics of winter solstice and significance of the Yule log. ‘’Remember, the Yule log is not a decoration. It’s a protection. It must burn continuously from now through the shortest day through the longest night until dawn. Otherwise, Satan knows what malevolent forces might come down our chimney.’’

‘’Like Krampus!’’ Pugsley interjected, a shiver of terror crossing his face. 

You and Wednesday had read him the tale of Krampus a few years ago, which gave him nightmares for months. Thinking back, it hadn’t been very nice of you, but only you and Wednesday were allowed to torment Pugsley. 

‘’Krampus?’’ Xavier echoed, his eyebrows furrowed with confusion. He glanced at you, silently asking for an explanation, but before you could respond, your twin sister took the lead.

‘’He is a hairy creature with cloven hooves and horns like goats. His long, pointed tongue lolls out and he has fangs...to eat the children he captures on his night out. During the Winter Solstice, he walks around the streets with chains, looking for badly behaved children to tie to them and take to his den,’’ Wednesday explained, concluding her explanation with a dark toward Pugsley. 

Xavier's eyes widened with a mix of curiosity and unease at Wednesday's vivid description of Krampus. ‘’Sounds like quite the character,’’ he said, trying to lighten the mood.

You wrapped a hand around his upper arm. ‘’Worry not, mon amour, if the fire is burning, he cannot come in,’’ you added in reassurance, providing a detail that Wednesday had conveniently omitted. 

‘’Children, that’s enough,’’ your mother intervened, her voice cutting through the tension. She stepped closer to the fireplace and successfully ignited the Yule log, the flames casted a warm glow across the living room. ‘’And now, the Solstice blessing.’’ 

Once the house was quiet and asleep, Xavier met you in your bedroom. The manor’s creaking wood floors were an easy betrayal so he had to be careful to not step on the wrong floor board. If your parents knew what you were up to, they would be livid.

‘’Did you bring it?’’ you whispered in the dimly lit space. 

Xavier reached through the collar of his shirt and retrieved a silver chain with a dainty ring looped through it: his mother’s ring. 

During the Winter Solstice, the veil between this world and the next is at its thinnest, making it the perfect time to conduct a séance. But beware, the thinness of this veil carried its own danger, which was why it was very important to keep the Yule log burning throughout the whole séance. If the fire were to die, any malicious spirits could seize the opportunity to slip through the transient gap and come to this world, to your chimney. 

You sat around the table you had prepared before Xavier’s arrival with an array of candles, a chalk-drawn pentagram and matches. ‘’You seem nervous, mon amour?’’ 

‘’I’m about to speak to my mother…who died seven years ago,’’ he said, his fingers fidgeting with the silver chain. ‘’This is surreal.’’ 

Despite your many shopping trips to Jericho, you had been unsuccessful to find something to give him. Nothing material felt right. He could buy himself anything he wanted with his father’s money. So you decided to give Xavier something that had no price to his eyes — a chance to speak to his mom again.  

‘’Are you sure it's safe?’’ Xavier asked, watching you light the lasts of the candles. 

‘’My mother’s side of the family has been doing this for generations, witchcraft is in our blood. I’ve been assisting my mother during her séances since I was three years old. I know what I’m doing.’’ You glanced at him over the candles. ‘’As long as Thing is keeping the Yule log burning, everything should be fine. Hand me the ring?’’ 

Xavier slipped the ring off the chain and placed it in the palm of your open hand, your fingers brushing against his. With care, you placed it in the middle of the table and began. 

‘’Hands facing down the table, pinkies touching,’’ you instructed, closing your eyes. ‘’Focus your energy. Send it to the table. If your mother is here, she may speak herself or through me or some combination.’’

Xavier nodded although you couldn’t see him.  

‘’Spirits below and above. Spirits in between, causing in the fabric betwixt worlds. We ask that the veil be lifted and you send forth the spirit of Delphine Thorpe. Delphine, you are welcome to this house, to the circle. If you’re here we ask that you make your presence known.’’

A sudden gust of wind blew into the room although no windows were open, sending a chill down your spine. 

Having felt it too, Xavier looked at you, his green eyes both excited and nervous. He looked around, careful to not rupture your pinkies on the table. 

A soft smile drew on your lips, the whisper of a woman’s voice echoing in your head. ‘’She said she’s here.’’ 

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[witchofthesouls]

Why do I feel like, in a securely locked box is just a stupid horny Megatron x self insert fic deep in tarn's room, the only other person to know is Vos, because I wouldn't put it against him to secretly spy on his own team mates in the vents. That box probably has like, 40 something locks

It also has a biosignature lock based on spark energy, voice recognition, a tread reader, and the longest password based on binary and l33k.

Grandmama has smashed her way through it because Vos was interested in it, and she wanted to have a first-hand taste. Tarn can only mournfully stare at the once start-of-art system beaten to slag by Thursday night chili sauce and her favorite alcoholic beverage - it's something that can strip the sealant in a mech's tank and eat through it. He knows. He applied it to a traitor.

He now suffers Grandmama tutting over the work since it places a highly unrealistic standard to intimacy and interfacing.

#ask #transformers #transformers idw #idw #mtmte #tarn #vos #granny frump #grandmama frump #addams family #maccadam #my writing #tarn is suffering more #Especially thru all the kinks granny lists out and practices #he doesnt know if he's appalled or should take notes