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chosok-amo · 5 months

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haibara's little sister

you hate how your brother's friend looks at you— with pure lust, like a werewolf hunting for their prey, until one of his friends confesses how wants to fuck you.

satoru, suguru, nanami x reader, foursome, virgin! reader.

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⠀⠀“I fucking hate you,” You said into the phone as calmly as you could. “You left me for three days with your friends just to visit your stupid girlfriend.”

⠀⠀“Y/n!” Haibara exclaimed— frustrated, appalled by your words. “First of all, don't talk about my girlfriend like that. Second, don't act like a child! It's not like you have to entertain them or anything. They manage on their own. You can just stay in your room the whole time,” he tried to calm you down.

⠀⠀“It's my house too, you know,” You weren't hiding your anger anymore. “So why should I act like I'm the guest?” You still were holding some words you wanted to say to him back. About how uncomfortable Haibara's friends made you feel, how they would just stand behind you until you made a step back to touch them with your ass. Or like they would make fun of you for never getting out, saying you will never lose your virginity if you keep up with it. you would blush, not knowing if they really knew or just were making assumptions. But the thing they did today was step up the line.

⠀⠀You had this beautiful gold necklace with your name written in cursive you would wear every day. You would take it off when going for a swim in the pool like you did every morning. And today, when you came back home, your necklace wasn't there. But they left you another one, with the word “SLUT” written in the same cursive letters. you tried to scream at them to give you what's yours back, but they only laughed, saying you should embrace your new name.

⠀⠀“Y/n, listen— I know you don't like it and I'm sorry I put you in this situation, but I can't just kick them off when I was the one who invited them. I was hoping our parents would be there by now and you wouldn't have to be one-on-one with them. But if you feel this awful I will come back.”

⠀⠀You felt a pang of guilt inside you. Were you suffering this much? you knew Haibara couldn't see his girlfriend for long since she was studying abroad. Was you selfish enough to make him come home just because of this?

⠀⠀“It's okay. You’re right, I can manage,” you sighed, trying not to think too much about what great of a time you will have with his friends.

⠀⠀“Thank you, Y/n! I will make it up to you.”

⠀⠀You put your phone down, thinking about what you could do. You heard them downstairs, watching TV, talking and laughing. You can put your headphones on and just pretend they weren't there. Or you can go out and don't see them. This plan seemed more solid. You walk to your closet, open the doors and search for the outfit. You didn't have too many dresses that looked like they were good for a party. You shuffled through the hangers before pulling out a cute dark blue dress with open shoulders and a deep cut. It required no underwear, that's why you didn't like it so much, but you were ready to risk it all today.

⠀⠀You looked at your phone, searching through messages from your college friends about the parties, and found one close enough to you. You needed to take a breath and step outside of the house.

⠀⠀You put on a dress, apply a little makeup and brush through your hair, allowing it to fall freely over your shoulders. You were fully ready. Now you only need to get out of your house and avoid meeting them as you do so.

⠀⠀You remembered being almost happy when Haibara brought his friends— Satoru, Suguru and Nanami to spend part of their break at our house. At least that way he would have something to do except being loud and obnoxious. Little did you know they would be even worse. You went downstairs quietly, trying not to even breathe. They were in the living room, preoccupied with a football match. When you were almost ready to charge for the door Satoru turned to you.

⠀⠀“Going somewhere, Y/n?” he smiled, his bright-blue eyes looking at you with lust. They always said your name like that, in a low voice, like they knew something about you that you didn't know yourself. And their pretty face doesn't help you that much. “Not your business,” you answered to him. He was always the meanest one of them, making fun of you at every opportunity. “Not even wearing the necklace we gave you?” Suguru asked, looking at you up and down like he was undressing you with his eyes.

⠀⠀“I would tell you where to put this present if you had enough balls to give it to me, instead of just leaving it in my room,” you bark. You knew they were annoying you on purpose but you couldn't help yourself. you needed to bite back. “And you know so much about balls?” Satoru laughed. “Maybe we were right calling you a slut.” you felt your cheeks heating up. It was no use arguing with them. So you turned to the door and went out of the house, fury still burning in your chest. Little did you know it wasn't the last you'd seen of them today.

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⠀⠀You got into your car, put the address of the house party in my navigator and headed there, hoping you would get a more pleasant night than you would've got with that trio back at your house. When you arrived the party was in full swing, with music blasting, and people dancing and drinking everywhere. Red solo cups were thrown around the whole front lawn. you were already feeling sorry for the people who would need to clean it in the morning. You weren't such a big party animal, but as a college student, you eventually have to get to one or two, just so you can enjoy the real experience.

⠀⠀You went inside, looking at all the people having a great time, playing beer-pong and making out on the couches. There was no way in hell you would do something like that, nothing more than get a drink and dance a little bit— why not? Maybe you will finally be able to relax.

⠀⠀You went to the table, grabbing one of the cups when you saw a guy approaching you. He was tall and handsome, with a pleasant smile on his face. You felt a bit nervous when he looked directly at you.

⠀⠀“Hi! I know, it's a weird question, but do I know you from somewhere?” you nervously smiled back, feeling stupid in this skimpy dress.

⠀⠀“I don't know. Probably not,” you hated how shy you immediately started acting.

⠀⠀“You’re right, I definitely would've remembered someone as beautiful as you,” he smiled. His black eyes look at you with something you are unfamiliar with. It was a cheesy pick-up line, a line that any cool girl would only laugh at before moving on. But you weren't a cool girl, not even close, so you felt warm and giddy inside. “Oh really? Does it work on the girls that often?” You smiled, moving closer to him, trying to look like you were hearing those sorts of compliments all the time.

⠀⠀“You would be surprised” he laughed. “My name is Yuta. And you, beautiful lady?” his sweet-honey voice said, offering you his hands for you to shake.

⠀⠀“Y/n,” You said, moving your arm for a handshake. He squeezed your palm lightly, not letting go for a few moments. “Want to move to the backyard? It's a bit crowded here.” You thought about it for a moment, remembering all the safety advice you ever learned from your brother, but even if it was dark there were still people there, so you didn't have to be afraid. So you nodded and went outside, to the pool. People were having even more fun there, playing in the water and drinking. The music was even louder.

⠀⠀“Dance with me!” Yuta insisted, pulling you into the crowd and putting his arms on your waist. His touch was warm and pleasant, he was looking at you right in the eyes. Until you felt his hands go lower, on your ass, squeezing it. “What are you doing?” You made a step back, which was not easy with so many people around.

⠀⠀“Come on! I know you want this,” he said, pulling you by the arm, his other hand going over my breast. “If you didn't you wouldn't look like such a whore.”

⠀⠀You screamed, knowing no one would hear, or just think it was usual party noises. You were struggling in Yuta's hands, trying to make him let go of you. Your heart was beating fast and you didn't know what to do. But at the moment when you felt desperate, you saw someone approach you, hitting Yuta in the shoulder, forcing him to let go of you. When you looked at your saviour it was Nanami. Satoru and Suguru were standing behind him, looking at that creep with disgust.

⠀⠀“Step away from her,” Nanami said in a low threatening tone. People around you formed a circle, waiting for what would happen next. “Are you okay, Y/n?” Suguru asked as you nodded, lost at what you should feel. Those annoying guys, your brother's friends that were playing on your nerves were now saving you? You couldn't believe it.

⠀⠀“That's okay, I'm here with you,” before you could react, Suguru moved closer to you, gently pulling your face up and kissing you. Your first reaction was to protest, to kick him as you did with Yuta, but his lips were hot and amazing against yours, his hands caressing your back so gently. You moaned into his mouth, feeling his tongue lightly opening your lips. You felt your legs shaking from this small simple kiss. You were still breathing hard when he stepped back. “What the hell, dude?” Yuta screamed, rubbing his arm. “She was the one hanging on me. I had no idea she had a boyfriend. She was all over me!”

⠀⠀“Oh really?” Nanami went between you and Yuta, while Satoru was standing beside you, hugging you by the shoulders. “For me, it looked like some pervert was trying to force a girl to do something she didn't want to do.”

⠀⠀Someone turned off the music so his words sounded even louder. You saw some guys standing beside Yuta— probably his friends who were ready to defend him no matter what he did. “Oh, she wanted to do everything with me, alright! I'm surprised she's so hungry for a dick with three of you probably fucking her in every hole!” You felt angry offended, and upset. You knew you weren't anything like that but you still felt tears filling up your eyes.

⠀⠀Before anyone could react you saw Suguru punching Yuta in the face hard. You heard a wet awful noise and his scream. His face was bloody, his nose probably broken. His friends were gathering around him, not knowing if it was worth it to get into a fight. “Let's go,” Suguru commanded, seeing as there was nothing for you there.

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⠀⠀Your whole body was shaking and you knew you couldn't drive in your state, so Satoru got behind the wheel of your car. You were sitting beside him, quietly, still processing all this. Nanami and Suguru were in another car driving behind you, making sure Yuta and his friends wouldn't follow you back to the house. “Are you okay?” Satoru asked, looking at your state behind his round stupid sunglasses. It was the most sincere tone you ever heard from him.

⠀⠀“I...” you were trying to control your voice as hard as you could. “I don't know.”

⠀⠀“Hey, you're safe now, Y/n,” he put a hand on your thigh, rubbing it lightly, and surprisingly, you didn't feel annoyed or disgusted, you liked it. “I was just surprised, I think.” you were looking down at your hands, not knowing where this unexpected change came from. “You were all so horrible to me all this time and now all of a sudden you're so nice and kind. I thought you hated me.” You saw Satoru smile from the corner of your eyes.

⠀⠀“Y/n, we don't hate you. Quite the opposite actually,” his hand on your thigh was now squeezing lightly, his thumb drawing abstract patterns on your skin. “You're beautiful, funny, sexy. We like you.” You couldn't believe what you were hearing. It's a joke, must be. “But you're also our friend’s little sister. And we all know you're too much of a good girl to have all three of us at once and you choosing just one would ruin our friendship. So, not an ideal situation.”

⠀⠀It's a dream, there was no other explanation for what you were hearing. They were torturing you for days because they wanted you? But it's so stupid and childish, and— “Wait when you say “have all three of you at once” you mean?..” you were way too shy to just blurt it out.

⠀⠀“Yes, Y/n. Have sex with all three of us.”

⠀⠀You were sure Satoru could see your red face even in the darkness of your car. “It can feel amazing, you know. To give up all your control and to feel nothing but the pleasure we can give you.” His touch to your skin felt like a burn now. Things he was saying were dirty and wrong, but you couldn't deny how my body was reacting to them. For a quick moment, you could imagine it— giving in and letting them do anything they wanted. But you also remembered that you had zero experience and it wasn't a way in which you imagined losing my virginity. But Nanami's hand was still on your leg and the taste of Suguru's kiss was still on your lips.

⠀⠀“We're home.”

⠀⠀The car stopped and you got out, facing all three of the guys, more confused and embarrassed than ever before. “It was a wild night, let's get you to bed,” Nanami said, putting a hand on your waist and leading you into the house. If only he knew what Satoru just told you he wouldn't use those words. Or maybe he still would?

⠀⠀Different from two of his friends, Nanami is usually quiet and calm, so you don't think too much when he doesn't say anything. It felt strangely comfortable, just walking next to him and feeling his presence. “Do you want anything else today? Maybe something that would calm your nerves?” He asked when you reached the door. “You should take a hot bath, I heard it can help.”

⠀⠀“I'm fine, thank you” You looked him in the eyes with gratitude. His blonde lock turned a little darker under the light. “I'm glad you ended up there.”

⠀⠀“We did what everyone would, no need for gratitude,” he simply stated. Feeling a warm feeling in your chest you stepped closer, hugging him by the shoulders, pressing your body close. It felt strange, knowing that the man touching you wanted you. You wondered what it felt like to touch his skin to skin, with nothing between you. Afraid of your thoughts, you quickly stepped away.

⠀⠀“Good night,” you said in a high-pitched voice before closing the door behind you. You press your body to the door behind you after it closes. Your eyes wander the front— looking at yourself from the mirror across your room. One of your hands touches your left thigh and you can still feel Satoru's warm-big hand there.

⠀⠀You took a deep breath, trying to process everything that happened. You took your dress off, quickly got into your comfortable pyjamas, and laid down on the bed. You were tired and needed to sleep, but your brain was racing. Too many things happened today, and your mind couldn't rest. You probably should've called Haibara to talk to him or watch something to distract me from your thoughts. Instead, you opened an incognito tab on your phone and went to a porn site. “One girl three guys” You put in a search bar, muting the sound and opening the first video.

⠀⠀You fast-forwarded to the middle and your eyes went wide. The blonde big-breasted girl had a dick in each of her holes— her pussy, her asshole, and her mouth were all getting deep thrusts from the men surrounding her. She looked more like a prop for them to use. This thought should've turned me off, you should've put my phone down and never watch it again. Instead, you kept looking at her laying down on the guy’s chest, taking them inside, letting them enjoy all her body had to offer.

⠀⠀You watched three or four more videos before you put your phone down and closed your eyes, feeling hot and wet between your legs. In your dreams, you still saw those scenes, but you weren't a spectator, oh no, you had the main role. And you liked it so very much.

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⠀⠀You opened your eyes the next morning feeling groggy and tired, but you knew you had to learn more. And you couldn't be shy or embarrassed about anything if you wanted to know what and how they wanted to do with you. Your pussy was aching just from the thoughts about it, so you knew there was no turning back. You wanted them, all three of them, and you had to let them know. You went to the kitchen, seeing all three guys looking at you intently. You felt self-conscious about your shorts and tight shirt. You were still wearing no bra so your nipples pitched tiny tents against the fabric.

⠀⠀“Good morning,” you said, looking around at them.

⠀⠀“Did you sleep well?” Suguru asked, looking concerned.

⠀⠀“Not really, but that's not the point,” You sat on the high chair across the table from them, putting my leg over the other. “I wanted to ask you a few questions about what Satoru told me last night.” Suguru and Nanami looked at their friend like he just committed a war crime. “What? It just slipped out,” he said defensively.

⠀⠀“I'm sorry, Y/n, we never thought you would know and we didn't want to make you uncomfortable,” Suguru said in a serious tone.

⠀⠀“It didn't. I'm not uncomfortable. I just want to know more,” you said impatiently, not knowing how else to get them to the point. “To know more about?..” Nanami said, confused, but by the wide smile on Satoru's face, you knew he understood you. “You want to know how it would be to have sex with us?” Dead silence filled the room, making you question everything about the situation, but there was no turning back.

⠀⠀“Y/n, I don't think you can handle it,” Nanami said, making you annoyed.

⠀⠀“Maybe I know better about what I can and can't handle. After all, it's my body,” you stated as you narrowed your eyes a little bit at him, showing him that you felt offended.

⠀⠀“True,” Suguru said. “But it's not even about having all three of us at once. It's about the things we like. Because we wouldn't be gentle, Y/n. We like it rough. Very rough.” If his words were supposed to make you change your mind they did the exact opposite. You felt your skin burning and your pussy getting wet. You wanted to know how it felt, you wanted to try it with them.

⠀⠀“Y/n, you don't know what you're signing up for,” Satoru said, still smiling— he seems the happiest after knowing what you want than the rest of his friends. You think he knew how you felt, knew that every word he was saying only made you want it more. “You want to be bound, slapped, spanked? To be fucked in your every hole hard and fast? Is this who you are, just a horny little slut?” Suguru asks you, raising his eyebrow. You felt your lips pressed together just like your thighs, too afraid to make a sound. Before you always thought it was a nasty, dirty word, only used to humiliate someone. But now you felt like there was something more, a deeper meaning that carried so much more.

⠀⠀Was I ready to be a slut for them?' you thought

⠀⠀“And what if I do want that?” You didn't look down, your voice wasn't shaking. Satoru, Suguru and Nanami all looked back at you with surprise and for a split second, you could see the lust in their eyes. They weren't expecting it as much as you weren't. “You can't make decisions like that so fast. You need time to think about it first” Nanami said firmly— secretly hoping you wouldn't change your mind when evening comes. “If you're still that sure in the evening just come downstairs and we will give you what you were asking for,” he said to you calmly as he kissed your head. You simply nodded, getting back to your room, trying to imagine how it would feel to get all your holes filled up.

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⠀⠀You were more nervous than you could imagine when you agreed to it this morning, but you were still sure that you wanted it. So you gathered all your confidence and went for it. You were planning to not wear much, after all, you still wouldn't wear any clothes for long, so you took a short pale-pink silken robe from your closet, took off everything and wore just it over your naked body. You looked in the mirror, trying to look confident. There was still one thing missing. You opened the drawer and pulled out a necklace, “SLUT” written in gold shining in the light. You put it around your neck, not afraid of being called that anymore.

⠀⠀When you walked downstairs the guys were already there, sitting on our big couch, looking impatient. It was nice to see them nervous and make them wait for you, even if you knew you wanted this as much as they did. When you came closer they were taking in your body like they never saw you before. “So,” You said, looking between them. “Are you going to just stare at me or are you going to fuck me?”

⠀⠀Satoru moved first, smiling at you, making you feel like a prey. He came close, untying the belt of your rope and opening it up. He went behind your back, slowly taking it off your shoulders and gently letting it slide down on the floor. “Looking nice,” he said, his lips on the back of your neck, his hands going up your stomach to play with your breasts. You leaned back into him, feeling his thumbs rubbing your nipples. “I see you liked our gift after all.”

⠀⠀It felt strange— to be naked in front of them, to be open and exposed to anything they wanted to do with you.

⠀⠀Suguru and Nanami came closer too, not touching you yet. They took off their shirts and unzipped their pants. Your eyes went wide when you saw them take everything off. You’ve never seen a dick in real life before, especially not that close. They both seemed big, bigger than you could ever imagine taking inside you. “Get on your knees, Slut,” Suguru said, pressing on your shoulder. Your knees pressed into the rug when you obeyed him. Now both of them were right in front of your face, standing hard.

⠀⠀You wondered what they would taste like in your mouth. Following some instinct you didn't know you had you put your hands around them, touching their hot length, slowly stroking them up and down. “Our girl knows what she wants,” Suguru smiled. His palm went around mine, pressing a little harder. You understood his command, doing the same on Nanami's cock. They both were moving their hips, pushing into your fists. “You need to find a way to take care of my dick too,” Satoru said, standing beside them.

⠀⠀He got undressed too, his cock a bit thicker than the others. “Open your mouth and suck.” Feeling a bit nervous you opened your mouth, looking up at him, trying to relax. He pushed his tip inside while grabbing you by the hair. Your lips were tightly pressed around him, feeling his velvety and hot cock in your mouth. Your hands were still stroking the other two guys, feeling them nice and hard. You felt someone's hand on your tits, rubbing and squeezing them.

⠀⠀“Oh fuck, I bet your other holes feel just as good,” Satoru groaned, pushing his length deeper, filling up your mouth. You didn't have to do much except keep your mouth closed around him. He was keeping you in place with his hand in your hair while thrusting into your mouth, letting you feel him to the back of your throat. You felt the taste of his cum leaking from the tip, unusual but not unpleasant.

⠀⠀“Stop it, it's not the time to empty your balls” I heard Suguru's voice. Satoru made a disappointed sound, pulling his glistening cock out.

⠀⠀“Get her on the table.”

⠀⠀Before you could make a sound, strong hands were around you, putting you on the coffee table, and making you go on all fours. Your ass was high in the air, making you feel like you were on display. When you looked at the side Nanami was holding a rope in his hands. “Get your arms behind your back and don't move,” his deep voice can be heard.

⠀⠀You did as he told you, your cheek pressed into the table, your wet pussy right there for anyone to take. You felt the rope go over and under your wrists tightly. It was burning your skin a bit. Then it went over your elbows, making you lose all ability to move your hands. Now you were fully at their mercy, they could do anything they wanted with you.

⠀⠀“Look at that ass, guys” All three of them were standing behind you, you felt hands go over your ass and you couldn't wait to know what would happen next. “Isn't it nice?” You whimpered, feeling a hit over your asscheek. “Yes,” Suguru said. “So tight and sweet,” another hit came, making you tense. “It would be so nice to fuck. Just look at those nice little holes. No one fucked them before.”

⠀⠀Despite yourself, you started getting wet. They were discussing how they would fuck you while you tied and helpless and unable to do anything.

⠀⠀“Oh yes, nice tight pussy. It will not be so tight after we’re done.”

⠀⠀You felt something go over your slit, all the way from your clit to the entrance. It felt good, better than you ever imagined. You felt a slight intrusion between your folds, you let out a small moan. You were about to lose your virginity and you couldn't even see whose cock was about to enter you. The next moment you felt an aching pain inside you, your pussy was now filled, your walls tightly pressed around someone's shaft.

⠀⠀“Your second hole to be fucked today,” You heard Suguru say, before getting another spank. “How does it feel to be slowly turned into our slut?” The feeling of someone inside you for the first time was unexpectedly pleasant. Everything was tight and wet between your legs, easily taking every thrust. Whoever was inside you was giving it to you lightly. At least for now. You looked up, seeing someone come closer to you. It was Nanami. He lifted your head by your hair, making you sob feeling tingling pain. He moved his tip over your cheek before pushing it inside your mouth.

⠀⠀You took it easy this time, knowing more about what to do. This time you tried to suck the dick, hollowing your cheeks around it and going over it with your tongue. “Fuck, Y/n,” he said, pushing farther. “You make it so fucking hard not to cum.” The moment he said it you felt how your pussy went empty for a moment before being filled again. You knew it was a different cock, Your pussy twitched to think of you being the slut and having your stepbrother’s friends’ thick cocks being switched out your wet dripping cunt and fucking you deep.

⠀⠀Your walls were stretched a little more now, the thrusts became rougher. It was the second dick inside your pussy and the second one you were sucking. You should’ve felt nasty and dirty, but instead, you only felt good, allowing them to enjoy your body like that. They both started moving faster, your mouth being fucked by Nanami, and my pussy being stretched by someone you couldn't see. But another intrusive feeling added up. You felt a cold slick touch over your asshole before someone's finger went inside it. You knew it was tighter than other holes, so it needed to stretch before being used. But you couldn't hold it anymore.

⠀⠀Your mind was hazy, your body hot and filled, taken and used. You made a deep sound, muffled by cock in your mouth, feeling your pussy getting tighter around the dick that was fucking you. “Fuckkk!” You heard the voice behind you. Nanami was only grabbing your hair tighter until he pushed his dick deeper than ever before and you felt his hot and thick cum filling up your mouth. You swallowed it all, licking over your lips when he wasn't longer inside you. You sat. Waited.

⠀⠀“What's next?” You asked, looking between them.

⠀⠀“What a cock-hungry slut we got for ourselves,” Satoru smiled. “You came so hard I almost finished inside you.”

⠀⠀“Now it's time to use all of your holes,” Suguru said. “Until they all filled with our cum.” You felt nervous, knowing it wouldn't be easy to take any of them inside your tight virgin asshole.

⠀⠀Suguru came to you, helping to get off the table. You moved to the couch, where he sat down, putting you over his lap. He pushed on your thigh, making you go down, feeling the tip of his dick on your asshole. “Relax and breathe out” he whispered, probing at the entrance. “I will ruin your hole in the sweetest way possible.”

⠀⠀You sobbed, feeling his tip inside, stretching out your asshole. There was still the whole shaft to get inside. Satoru and Nanami were looking with horny desire as you were taking their friend's cock up your asshole. Slowly, very slowly, you took him in fully, sitting on his lap with his cock inside you. His hands went around your legs, pushing your thighs up, opening your legs more. You knew what was about to happen.

⠀⠀Nanami went closer, pushing inside your wide-open pussy, making you moan and throw your head back. You felt their cocks rubbing inside you through the thin wall separating them. It was overwhelming and so fucking hot. But it wasn't all. Satoru stood on the side, making you move your head and take his fat cock inside your mouth. Now you were fully their slut, filled with their cocks and gladly being fucked.

⠀⠀They all started moving inside you together, making you moan and sob around Satoru's cock. Your body was touched everywhere— your thighs, your hips, your breasts. Touches were rough, squeezing and slapping you while your head was spinning from all their cocks fucking you from all sides.

⠀⠀You are sure you came around them more than once, your pussy tightening before relaxing for another round from them. But your tight holes were too good for them to handle for long. You felt them going faster, groaning and moaning all around you.

⠀⠀Satoru finished first, emptying his load inside your mouth, making you swallow, his sperm mixing up with the one you had already swallowed. Suguru and Nanami filled you up almost at the same time, their cocks going deep inside your ass and pussy before you felt their hot cum spilling there.

⠀⠀You were still sitting on Suguru's lap, breathing hard, with your body covered in handprints and red marks from spanking.

⠀⠀“Did you like being used like a sex doll, Slut?” You heard Satoru voice over you. “Yes. It was amazing,” was all I could say, feeling tired. Your holes were aching, your lips were puffed from sucking, but it was the best you ever felt. It feels amazing to lose your virginity to your overly gorgeous, hot, tall brother's best friend.

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ohbo-ohno · 6 months

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🪀 werewolf soap who only shows up at readers door in his wolf form so she thinks hes just a wild animal but hes SO FUCKING SWEET that she just. can't help herself (im nonbinary but by god do I perpetuate the "white woman" stereotype when it comes to dangerous animals. wdym thats a wolf thats just a big puppy and i call him soap 💖) and just. reader just keeps feeding him. keeps petting him, never lets him in but one day he just bullies himself right past her into her home and lays in the middle of the floor and refuses to leave. Spends an obscene amount of time leaving his scent on anything and everything she owns before he returns to his den. slowly starts hiding his things in her home while shes sleeping. Keeps weaseling his way inside at any given opportunity, until one night theres a wild storm (snow or thunder doesnt matter) and reader just. keeps pacing by the front door because her poor wolf friend could be out there in this. And sure, hes an animal thats built for it, but she feels bad. He's SO HAPPY the moment she slams open her door amd ushers him inside out of the cold that he transforms, naked and taller than her, and wrangles reader into his arms, ignoring her shrieks of surprise as he claims her mouth with his. and probably goes further bc this is soap we're talkjng abt hes kinda like that.

anyway the point is mmmm werewolf soap

alright i have three - count em three! - asks in my inbox about werewolf soap x reader stuff and im soooo sorry for the delay my beloveds but! im answering them now! they're really good and fun and i've been hoarding them for myself

this ask is like actually perfect. this is a full fic idea. i'd read 10k of this and im so serious

i loove the potential domesticity here. you try to teach him a trick and are blown away by how smart he is when he gets it immediately! (johnny's insulted the first time you tell him to sit, but you get very excited and hug him so he's more than willing to amuse you for a bit)

you come out of your house one morning and see him sleeping in your flowerbeds. you nearly screech at him, storming over in your robe and glaring. he's very shocked to wake up to that sight, and scrambles away from your flowers as quickly as possible. brings you a bunch of wildflowers later as an apology <3

you let him sleep in your house one night and wake up the next morning with his muzzle under your sleepshirt, resting on your stomach. he huffs all amused when you yelp and jerk away, cause you're just so cute when you're sleepy <3

he likes surprising you. you're always so trusting around him (once you're convinced he won't hurt you). you never hold back your personality at all, no fear of judgement from an animal. and he loves seeing you be so genuine, and you're never as genuine as you are when he sneaks up on you. he loves the way you gasp, then make a little high pitched noise (anywhere from a squeal to a screech) and then a laugh when you recognize him. he loves loves loves it, takes every opportunity to surprise you he can

im soooo into the image of soap being too excited to keep his ruse up any longer. he's so so so happy to see you!!!! can't settle for licking you anymore, needs to kiss you!!!! and so he shifts and scoops you up in his arms, holds you close and laughs all loud and from the belly when you start screaming <3 he loves how surprised you sound, pulls you up enough that he can rub his cheek along yours, rumbling a low sound in his chest

yeah mmm werewolf soap <3

#🪀 anon #soap mactavish x reader #bo writes

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dragon-chica · 1 year

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Enid Sinclair NSF W headcanons!

Fandom: Wednesday

Since no one is giving me requests I must make my own.

Completely gender neutral! If I missed anything, don't forget strap-ons.

This girl is vocal. She's loud and makes sure you know exactly how much she's enjoying what you do to her, it's mostly whines and cute moans and "Oh" "Yes" on repeat getting higher and higher as she's closer to climax.

Giggly sex! fun sex! she's not bothered by a joke mid-go and her ADHD has definitely spouted some random things that just popped into her brain and right out of her mouth.

She likes surprising you with cute underwear and will show you different ones while out shopping to see if you think she should buy them.

She never wants to be 'unfair' but definitely prefers receiving oral, it just feels so good with your tongue inside her and is always down for it.

But like said, she will return the favor! She's very eager to please and wants you to feel just as good, and even if she's not very skilled with her mouth she's very eager and looks so cute.

She's very down for quickies! She has a high libido but not super horny? She wont be thinking of sex but if you mention maybe ducking away for a few minutes she'll be the one pulling you there.

Enid really likes quickies in public. She has so many cute skirts that it's extra tempting too- take her to a secluded little spot when no one's looking or finger her quickly in an empty room.

If you're ever on your knees for some reason her head's already filled with dirty thoughts, just glance over at her and she'll be clenching her thighs and biting her lip waiting for an opportunity to take you away for some relief.

If you're busy or purposely trying to ignore her and do something else she'll "innocently" climb onto your lap and start getting herself off on your thigh by herself until you can't take it anymore, her breathy moans and slick on your leg, and just how cute she looks.

You are covered in SO MANY claw marks. If you're into that, good for you because it's happening either way.

Your back and shoulders especially and you're between feeling pride and laughing because you look like an angry cat's scratching post.

One time you were looking at all your scratches and joked "I bring you pleasure, you bring me pain." and Enid felt SO bad and kept apologizing and covering you in band-aids while you tried to calm her down.

Her favorite position is missionary because she enjoys it and having you so close and holding you against her (ei: why your back is always raw.)

Also down for doggystyle "Not because I'm a werewolf! This way I can't scratch you." she pouts but also enjoys it, don't worry.

Enid usually is bottom/submissive, she likes you taking care of her. But if you're too slow or teasing her too long she will flip you over and take what she needs to ride out her high then collapse on you panting.

It's really hot how she'll go from whining beneath you to a deep growl and suddenly on your back being used for all your worth while she stares at you with wild eyes and clenched teeth, her nails digging into your shoulders.

She can easily go multiple rounds and prefers to until she is spent but will okay with less if she notices how much she's tiring you out.

Give her a few extra orgasms with your fingers or mouth first and she'll be tired and content to snuggle up in your arms, practically purring.

For the most part in the way of kinks she's pretty vanilla, but is willing to try most anything if you want to! She wants you to have fun with it too!

In hopes of not 'clawing you to bits' you've tried multiple types of bondage on her but she always gets too into it, plus wanting to touch you, and breaks free. She gets a little embarrassed afterwards seeing the broken restrains and/or headboard.

Wednesday even suggested manacles and Enid went so wolf-strength they ripped through a beam.

She can easily go multiple rounds and prefers to until she is spent but will okay with less if she notices how much she's tiring you out.

Give her a few extra orgasms with your fingers or mouth first and she'll be tired and content to snuggle up in your arms, practically purring.

Uhhh, this got long. Reminder: SFW and NSFW alphabet requests open for Wednesday

#Enid Sinclair x reader #Enid Sinclair imagine #Wednesday x reader #Wednesday imagine #my stuff #Enid Sinclair smut

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poisonlove · 5 months

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Are you taking requests?

If so, I have something really cute and silly.

A. Dialogue prompt:

"Are you trying to get me killed!?"

"Yes."

"I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not."

I think it could be cute and realistic from Wednesday especially if they are dating.

B. (A bit better) Reader is a werewolf. After.. *ahem* something, last night, Y/N is sitting behind Wednesday who naked from the waist up with a shirt covering her breasts while Y/N treats the (frequent, all over the place, aka. A FUCK TON) of claw sized injuries that litter her back from *ahem* last nights activities..

Yes, yes, I take requests, and I really liked your ideas, especially the scene where Wednesday tries to "kill" y/n. Let's say I took those sentences but turned them into something spicy; I hope you like it.

PLEASE | w.a

The story follows y/n, an individual involved in an exhilarating relationship with Wednesday Addams, a mysterious and captivating character. Amidst moments of passion, emotional intensity, and a hint of darkness, y/n finds themselves immersed in a whirlwind of desire and secrets that turn their story into an intriguing and sensual adventure.

Disclaimer: This story contains explicit scenes, including cunnilingus, sexual content, and the presence of fetish elements. Reader discretion is advised.

It was a Thursday at the Nevermore Academy, and taking advantage of Enid's absence, I spent precious time with my girlfriend, Wednesday Addams. Her lips, cold as death, maintained a terribly warm atmosphere as they moved slowly and passionately against mine. The kiss was a mix of desire and passion, as if my life depended on that moment.

Wednesday smiled shyly during the kiss, her hands delicately placed around my cheeks, her nails scratching my skin, creating a harmony of intensely pleasurable sensations.

A moan escaped my lips, stimulated by a bite to my lower lip, as I looked at Wednesday with passion. Perched on my lap, the raven observed me with curiosity, her pupils dilated with excitement. Her lips, swollen, and her breathless state testified to the intensity of our kissing session, her braid disheveled by passion.

Wednesday was in lingerie against my body.

Wednesday leaned slowly towards my lips, creating a palpable anticipation. "How beautiful you are..." she whispered, biting her lower lip before playfully pulling away, making me huff as I sought her touch.

My hands were chained to the sides of the bed, the stabbing pain in my wrists a constant reminder of my resistance to movement. I had promised Wednesday not to use magic to free myself, and frustration grew as I released a grunt.

"Calm down," Wednesday whispered coldly and seriously, imposing her will with authority.

"Wednesday," I whispered with frustration, unable to ignore the growing dampness between my legs. The raven bent again, kissing me tenderly and making me sigh against her lips. Her hands wandered under my shirt, her nails grazing my skin making me shiver.

Her lascivious kisses moved to my neck, leaving small bites that thrilled me to the maximum. Her mouth followed the line of my jaw, warm breath reaching my ear.

"Are you ready?" she asked timidly. Wednesday had expressed the desire to change things up in our intimate sessions, a request I accepted without feeling inadequate. I understood that she wanted to satisfy her dark and macabre side in a different way. I had no idea what she had in mind, but I trusted her completely.

"Yes..." I whispered weakly, shivering at Wednesday's widening smile.

Wednesday moved a hand towards the drawer near her bed as she tenderly kissed my lips, making me close my eyes to savor the moment. She straightened her back, settling again against my legs, and my smile widened as I admired her eyes, black as pitch.

However, my smile faded when I noticed the object in Wednesday's hands: a knife. "Are you trying to get me killed?" I asked confused and intrigued, looking at her with concern.

Wednesday tilted her head to the side, giving me a small smile. "Yes," she responded with a neutral tone.

"I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not," I confessed, scrutinizing her carefully.

Wednesday rolled her eyes with boredom and leaned towards my lips. I shuddered feeling the pressure of the knife against my leg. "You know I would never hurt you, Cara Mia," she whispered softly, tilting her head and looking at me through her long lashes.

The nickname in Italian made me sigh.

A part of me wanted to escape, move my hands trapped between the chains. But Wednesday's gaze made all fear vanish. If she decided to kill me, I didn't care; dying with those wonderful eyes as the last vision would be acceptable.

"I trust you," I confessed in a whisper, silently answering Wednesday's implicit question.

"Good," Wednesday murmured with a small smile on her lips.

The raven kissed me again, making me lose my mind with just that gesture. I tensed slightly feeling the tip of the knife on my leg, applying more pressure than usual.

Wednesday moves her lips to my neck, and with the knife, she traces a line from my pants to the shirt, reaching up to my neck. "What do you say we remove this?" she asks seriously, leaving a lick from my neck to my ear.

I release a sigh.

Wednesday sits once again against my legs, and with care, she starts to pass the knife over my shirt, applying pressure to make it tear. Wednesday observes her meticulous work attentively, literally ripping the shirt with the knife.

Now, I'm only wearing the bra.

Wednesday licks her lips with mischief, tracing the knife's tip along my stomach, applying pressure at some points. My breath stops from fear and adrenaline.

I release a surprised moan when I feel the knife cut more deeply against my hip. "Are you okay?" Wednesday asks timidly, placing a finger on the wound, collecting some blood.

The cut burns, but it has already stopped bleeding. Wednesday brings the finger to her mouth and sucks the blood, looking at me with eyes shining with mischief.

"Yes, yes..." I answer breathlessly, surprised that I was starting to enjoy this game.

Wednesday Addams, with almost artistic skill, passes the knife and cuts my shorts with a determined motion. The cold blade glides on the fabric, effortlessly separating it, revealing the sensitive skin underneath. The tension in the moment is palpable, and the light sound of the fabric that splits accentuates the atmosphere charged with anticipation.

The fabric falls to the sides, further exposing my now bare body. Wednesday, with an intense gaze, visually explores every inch of the newly uncovered skin.

Wednesday licks her lips eagerly, her mischievous smile widening as the sharp blade of the knife glides on my leg, causing blood to flow and an involuntary moan.

I arch my back at the sudden gesture.

"Stay still," Wednesday exclaims coldly, her hand gripping my face, my adoring eyes lost between her lips. The hand holding the knife lifts towards my neck, making me moan for the cold blade. "If you don't obey, I'll be forced to punish you," she whispers weakly, her admiring gaze settling on my face. The knife's blade cuts slightly a part of my cheek, the stinging pain makes my eyes tear up.

But I don't want her to stop.

Blood slowly flows toward my lips, soaking them with its strong taste. Wednesday leans down and kisses me. "Don't cry, my dear," she murmurs weakly; her fingers gently caress my skin, creating a fascinating contrast between pain and tenderness.

Wednesday removes my blood from my lips with her tongue, looking at me with eyes shining with challenge. Her hand glides along my body, stopping between my legs. The pressure of her fingers on my panties is both pleasant and annoying; I desire more.

"Please," I murmur absentmindedly, almost on the verge of tears.

Wednesday looks at me seriously; the knife playfully glides on the fabric of my bra, tracing the line of my breast.

"What please?" she asks innocently, skillfully removing my bra with a clean cut of the knife. I arch my back, the moisture between my legs increases.

"Please," I whimper, unable to bear the anticipation.

Wednesday reaches her free hand to my left breast, wrapping it with her fingers. I sigh at the sudden contact and open my mouth for the gesture. Wednesday smiles and leans over my chest, putting the right breast in her mouth, starting to play with my nipple, driving me crazy.

"Please, Wednesday," I murmur again, and Wednesday releases the nipple with a loud smack, looking at me seriously.

"Say it," Wednesday whispers weakly, placing the knife's tip against the edge of my underwear. "Make me yours," I moan almost breathlessly, feeling a crazy desire to cry from frustration.

"Good, my little girl," Wednesday exclaims with satisfaction, having teased me enough. The raven gently breaks the last piece of fabric covering my body, exposing me completely.

Wednesday slowly descends along my body, leaving a trail of kisses and love bites on my skin, prolonging my torture and making me whimper in agonizing anticipation.

My legs unconsciously part, an implicit invitation for Wednesday to possess me. I whimper as I feel her breath on my intimacy, looking at her as if she were a work of art.

"You're stunning," Wednesday murmurs weakly. I raise my head and see Wednesday with her lower lip caught between her teeth, staring at my intimacy with hungry eyes.

"All wet for me," she asserts subsequently, absentmindedly biting her lower lip. Her warm breath against my intimacy makes me moan and shiver slightly, pleading with my gaze.

I throw my head back and pull my hands forward, feeling Wednesday's tongue on my intimacy. The sore wrists are a negligible detail compared to the ecstasy provoked by her skill.

I felt Wednesday's tongue dance with an intoxicating mastery around my pleasure center, creating sensations that drove every fiber of my being wild. Her movements were calculated, provocative, and every caress of her tongue ignited the fire of ecstasy.

Pleasure pervaded me, wave after wave, as Wednesday continued to devour me with irresistible passion. Her tongue explored every fold, every sensitive part, building a crescendo of desire and enjoyment.

Moans escaped my mouth uncontrollably, my head spinning from the pleasure Wednesday was gifting me. It was as if every movement of her tongue awakened a hidden part of my desire, bringing me closer and closer to the brink of intoxication. Her ravenous gaze, eyes scrutinizing my reaction intensely, heightened the fervor of the experience.

Pleasure grew, an electric tension in the air, as her skill intensified the repressed desire. My moans were a hymn of supplication, begging for the climax of this pleasurable torment.

Wednesday knew how to bring me to the edge, maintaining the perfect balance between desire and satisfaction. Her tongue continued to trace fiery paths on my skin, fueling the growing fire in my abdomen.

I was suspended in that moment, enveloped in pleasure that grew with every touch, with every movement. The tension rose to increasingly higher levels, but the release still eluded, keeping the mystery of a climax that awaited its moment.

Wednesday separates and runs her tongue over her lips, eliciting a protestant moan from me.

Wednesday swiftly removes her panties, breathing heavily with anticipation. She wraps her legs around mine, the dampness against my skin palpable. I sigh audibly as Wednesday begins to move back and forth along my leg, attempting to relieve the pleasure between her own. "Y/n," Wednesday moans, parting her lips as she gazes at me with eyes hooded by arousal. "Y/n" She repeats my name, sending shivers down my spine from the pleasure.

"Please, make me come," I implore almost crying, and Wednesday kisses me again, conveying my own essence through her kisses.

She separates and looks at me intensely, slowly licking her hand from the palm to the fingers, watching me with excitement. Her hand immediately finds its way between my legs, penetrating me with intensity, making me arch my back with the force of the act.

The penetration of her fingers is decisive, an exploratory journey that ignites every nerve ending. Wednesday adds a third finger, increasing the speed with irresistible mastery. Every movement of her fingers is like a symphony of pleasure, and I moan, beg, completely lost in the spiral of desire.

"It's all for me," Wednesday murmurs, her voice charged with possessiveness as she continues to move her fingers firmly.

"Yes... all for you," I answer breathlessly, my breath disrupted by the wave of pleasure that her skilled hand bestows upon me.

"Mine, only mine," she declares firmly, staring at me with intense eyes.

"Yes, all yours," I confirm, my body vibrating under her dominant touch.

Pleasure grows, enveloping my body in a whirlwind of ecstatic sensations. "Oh, Wednesday..." I moan her name, my voice broken by the growing pleasure. "Y/n," Wednesday moans, increasing the speed of her hips.

Wednesday intensifies the action; her hand becomes an inexhaustible source of ecstasy.

And finally, after an implacable crescendo, pleasure explodes. A scream of ecstasy escapes from my throat as climax violently overwhelms me, releasing me from the accumulated tension with overwhelming power.

Wednesday slumps against my body, moaning against my neck as she surrenders to pleasure.

Wednesday approaches gently, their black eyes intensely locking onto mine. A mischievous smile forms on their lips as they tenderly kiss me. "You resisted with courage," they whisper, delicately caressing my face. Their warm lips move on mine with sweetness, conveying a blend of affection and complicity.

Wednesday leans down to free me from the chains, and I lean in gently, placing a kiss on their throat.

Once liberated, I quickly wrap my arms around Wednesday's hips, trapping them in an affectionate embrace. The raven-haired figure bursts into laughter and leans down to kiss me softly.

"I like your laughter," I exclaim with a small smile on my lips. "You should do it more often," I add as Wednesday nestles between my arms, seeking warmth.

"Only with you," Wednesday whisper softly against my neck. I run a hand through their now unraveled tresses. "Only with you can I show this part of myself, Cara Mia," Wednesday continue.

In that moment, as Wednesday expresses their intimacy, my mind wavers between laughter and the perverse suggestion associated with the knife. But honestly, at that moment, I didn't care. The connection with Wednesday was deeper than any doubt.

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sorcerous-caress · 6 months

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I’m still on about the cute pet names how do you think the various shart!version’s would react to being called my heart especially the angy shart variations like dark! And were! I wanna know how they react to the sheer softness of it.

Shadowheart Au's reacting to the nickname "My Heart"

[ Bg3, fluff, alternative universe, nb!reader ]

Dark Justiciar Shadowheart

It would take her by surprise, not just the petname but the sheer softness in your voice when you said it to her. After all she has put you through, she feels like she deserves nothing but pure venom from you

And yet, you're ever so gentle and sweet when you talk to her.

My heart. It's what you called her. Did you realise how much that simple name drummed on the strings of her own heart? She can never show you. You may never know the power you wield over her.

She can't afford it.

Selunite Shadowheart

"Then you're my soul" she'd reply, feeling the comforting warmth spread through her. She's truly blessed to have someone like you in her life, isn't she?

To call her something, so delicate, so precious. She is blushing as she smiles in coy embarrassment. When did she get so soft so much to get giddy as something like that?

She doesn't remember a time of her life when she got to experience anything similar. If she had to guess, she probably never did before.

Everything in this relationship is so new to her, and she gets a new pleasent surprise from you every day.

Vampire Shadowheart

"What a cold heart you have then." She'd playfully reply as she caresses your face with her fingers, cold skin contrasting against the heat on your cheeks.

She is attempting to play it cool and hide her flustration by making you the center of attention again.

Hide how much that petname affected her more because of the fact it is your own blood that runs through her veins, and you called her your heart so tenderly as if she had any right to that blood.

As if you saw her not as the parasite she saw herself as but as part of yourself, a part so precious that it deserved your blood and title of your heart. She is beyoned touched, she will remember your words forever.

Werewolf Shadowheart

She's willing to be more than your heart. She's willing to be your hands and claws, your eyes and teeth. She is willing to give you her own heart if you asked for it, she'd rip it out of her chest and present it on a silver platter for you.

The feelings and her thoughts are too intense that she doesn't get the chance to express them. Instead of a reply, you get pulled into a very intimate hug, her face between your shoulder and neck as she breathes in your scent.

"You really drive me crazy sometimes," she breathes out, eyes trained on the bite mark on your neck while she composes herself again.

Cowboy Shadowheart

The campfire burned brightly against the night sky. You could feel a steady rhythm of the fall and rise of her chest below your head. Cuddling more into her lap, you whispered the petname.

You swore you heard her heartbeat spike for a second, her arms tightening around you as she avoided looking into your eyes. Her head turned to the side whilst her hat lowered in an attempt to hide the redness creeping up her neck.

"It's almost criminal how sweet you are" She'd say, kissing the top of your head after she recollected he dignity enough to turn her head back at you.

#♡shart #♡wereshart #♡vampshart #♡dark shart #♡selunite shart #♡yeehaw shart #shadowheart x reader #♡fluff #fluff #dart Justiciar Shadowheart #bg3 x reader #vampire Shadowheart #werewolf Shadowheart #cowboy Shadowheart #bg3 fluff

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flowersandbigteeth · 2 months

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Roth the mothman was so cute! Thanks so much for deciding to write my little brain rot idea! It’s also so nice that the club girls are respected and taken care of.

Now I can only imagine how adorable Roth would be if reader birthed a human daughter, and Roth being thrilled to play the tooth fairy. Collecting his little princess’s baby teeth over the years and putting them in a separate ostentatious case.

Why do mothmen collect their enemy’s teeth? What’s your lore on that?

I'm glad you liked it ^_^ I spent a long time thinking this one through to get it right <3

Yes, the club girls are a menace :D Roth mostly provides security, and supplies, the girls run the show how they want to run it.

OMG he would love having his babies' little first teeth!!!

So the teeth thing. I've been thinking about this tradition for a while and trying to figure out how to work it a story. Originally, the idea came from a medieval European practice where baby teeth were tossed into a fire immediately after they lost them so witches couldn't control their children.

I liked the idea that teeth have a sort of psychic power attached to their owner. In Roth's culture, they take it quite a few steps further. The strongest teeth (usually the front two, canines, or fangs) are taken from someone who wronged you gravely, so you would hold some mystical power over them so they can't offend you again. If a person is killed and their teeth are extracted, the Moth people believe they hold their enemies' power. The more teeth a Moth person possesses, the more powerful they are seen to be. This is an especially pertinent tradition to other monsters, like Elijah as having big fangs are very important to his abilities as a werewolf. Being defanged is humiliating.

One other tradition I also thought was interesting when researching Mothman, was that Mothmen are a harbinger of bad luck, not necessarily baddies themselves. So I thought in the monster community, Mothmen are considered pillars of justice. If a Mothman removes your teeth, everyone in the monster community knows you really fucked up somehow and you are shunned.

Mothmen's lives are a little lonely because if you hang around one, the general thought is they are kind of spooky and your might life might take a bad turn in the future, which is why I thought it was cute that the reader has chronic bad luck until she meets Roth. He might be bad luck to others, but not to the people he chooses to offer his protection.

#lore #mothman lore #my oc #my asks #sweet asks

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rxmqnova · 7 months

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Hi, could you write something with Wanda and reader, both of them being werewolf. Yn doesn't trust the avengers too much but Wanda does, so they joined them.

Wanda is the same person when she transformed but Yn doesn't. Yn is quieter but wanted to play a lot and trust them when they transformed and very protective, always around Nat and Wanda, Thor, Yelena and Kate. They liked when she is a werewolf because she doesn't care too much about anything. She bites a bit, but always playfully and gives them something to play.

Playful

Y/N: 22 years old Wanda: 22 years old ——————————————————

NO ONE'S POV "Wands, I don't know" Y/N sighs, flopping down on the couch next to her girlfriend.

Wanda and Y/N have known each other since childhood. The two have been through everything together… Y/N's parents death, Wanda's parents death, then Pietro's death and even their first ever transformation into wolves.

Yes, Wanda and Y/N are werewolves. The girls were scared at first and had no idea what to do. After all, they were only 16 when it happened for the first time.

They learned how to control it over the years though and now their favorite thing to do is running around the forest in the middle of the night.

"I know it's scary. We've always had only each other and I really enjoy being only with you… But having some friends can't harm us. And we can help to save other people" Wanda says, holding her girlfriend's hands and hoping Y/N would agree. "We can always leave if we won't like it"

"… Fine" Y/N sighs, giving in. "But if we don't like it, promise me we'll just leave and live together in a little house in the forest like we've always wanted" Y/N says, looking Wanda in the eyes.

"I promise" Wanda smiles and leans in to peck her girlfriend's lips with a kiss. "Thank you"

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And that's how the two ended up joining the Avengers. Y/N still isn't exactly happy about it, but Wanda is. And when Wanda's happy, Y/N feels happy too.

Y/N found her small group in the Avengers where she feels comfortable. Of course Wanda takes number one place, she's her loving girlfriend and Y/N loves her more than anything.

Then there are Yelena and Kate. Both absolutely love playing around with Y/N when she's in her wolf form. Plus the three are really good friends and somehow always get in some kind of trouble which drives Wanda and Natasha crazy.

That brings us to Natasha who would be another person Y/N feels comfortable with. The redhead still has nightmares from the Red Room and Y/N helps her with it just by being with her. The Black Widow seems tough, but there's nothing she loves more than when Y/N's in her wolf form, resting her head on the assassin's lap while she's running her fingers through the wolf's soft fur.

This group wouldn't be complete without Thor. He never resists the cute puppy eyes Y/N gives him and always shares some of his food with the wolf underneath the table. Wanda's always quite annoyed by it, but she knows damn well that she can't resists Y/N's cute puppy eyes either.

"Wandaaa, I'm booored. Come play with meee" Y/N whines, pulling her girlfriend out of their bed. She's been feeling super playful today, but Wanda's in the exact opposite mood.

"Y/N, I'm tired. You kept me up until like 4 am. I want to sleep" Wanda sighs. The girls spent the night in the forest again and went to bed really late.

Y/N groans, leaving the room and transforming into her wolf form. She feels more comfortable like that whenever she's upset.

The upset wolf makes her way over to Natasha who's currently filling up some mission reports in the living room.

Y/N walks over to the couch Natasha's sitting on, putting her head on the redhead's lap.

"Hi there, Y/N/N" Natasha smiles, running her fingers through Y/N fluffy fur. "What got you so upset?" She pouts, looking at how quiet her wolf friend currently is.

Y/N runs for the ball that she spotted in the living room before running back and placing it on the ground, nudging Natasha's leg with her head.

"Oh. You want to play" Natasha chuckles, Y/N waving her tail in response. Natasha picks up her phone, leaving Yelena a quick text. Natasha loves playing around with Y/N, but she really has a lot of mission reports to fill up. Knowing her sister, Yelena doesn't care about some papers, so she'll definitely have time to take Y/N on the garden.

"Y/N/N, come here! I heard someone wants to play!" Yelena calls from the door frame, squishing Y/N's favorite toy on which Y/N immediately runs up to the blonde, happy that someone will play with her.

Yelena takes Y/N out on the garden and runs around with her, throwing her branches they found on the garden and just playing. The pair is soon joined by Kate who saw them from the window and decided to join her two friends.

About two hours later, the three girls are laying on the grass, Y/N back in her human form and they just laugh about some silly things that come into their minds.

"I don't know how about you, but I'm pretty hungry and something's telling me Thor's just making himself some snack, so I'll go to check that up" Y/N says, standing up, Kate and Yelena following.

They walk back to the kitchen and as Y/N thought, Thor's sitting at a table, eating his big snack. She sneaks behind him, stealing one of his pop tarts and running away, ignoring Thor's calls. She knows he'd end up giving her some anyway as they're really good friends.

"Oh. Wow. Slow down" Wanda chuckles, spotting her girlfriend running towards her.

"Oh. Hi, Wands. Did you have a nice nap?" Y/N asks with a smile, hiding her pop tart behind her back.

"Yeah. What do you have there?" Wanda asks with a raised eyebrow, trying to look behind her girlfriend's back.

"Nothing" Y/N responds, moving around, so Wanda couldn't see anything.

"If it's nothing then why don't you just show me? Are you afraid you'd have to share food with me?" Wanda asks teasingly, raising her eyebrow again.

"Hm. No?"

"Yeah. Sure" Wanda smirks, slowly walking behind Y/N which makes the girl think she's free of this conversation.

Y/N isn't the only one in a playful mood now though. Wanda sneaks behind, ripping the pop tart out of Y/N's hand and running away. "Thanks, babe!"

"Hey! Get back here! That was mine!"

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I wasn't exactly sure about how to write the werewolf stuff, but hopefully it's not that bad...

I hope you enjoyed reading it!!

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liminal-space-lesbian · 8 months

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Red

Pairing: Wednesday Addams x Enid Sinclair

Summary: Wednesday never lets anything get under her skin, except of course her girlfriend Enid Sinclair. Much to Wednesday's dismay, the werewolf loves making her girlfriend blush.

Warnings: None, just pure fluff and ooc Wednesday

Inspired by pixels.on.a.screen on instagram, ofc. The bold text is courtesy of her gorgeous creative brain

Wednesday always prided herself on being unemotional. She always had a stoic expression on her face, and she didn't let things get under her skin. She didn't care about anyone other than herself, she had no friends, and she definitely never fell in love.

Well, until now of course.

And with someone such a polar opposite to herself at that, she could nearly throw up at the irony. Enid Sinclair, the color loving extrovert with an inclination for physical touch. Everything Wednesday despised. But oh, how she loved her.

Unfortunately for Wednesday, Enid adored pushing passed Wednesday's well crafted walls and proving that the brunette did in fact have feelings. Wednesday kept up the facade as well as she could, but she was only so strong to the werewolf's charm.

"Wenny come here." Enid drawled from where she sat at a lunch table. She offered Wednesday a broad grin as she opened her arms and beckoned her girlfriend closer. Wednesday rolled her eyes.

"I don't respond to ridiculous nicknames such as that." The brunette protested, yet her actions said otherwise. She walked over to Enid, staring down at her with a rather unimpressed look. The blond giggled, wrapping her arms around Wednesday's waist and tugging the girl closer.

"Baby, do you wanna go to town after class today and have a little date? Just the two of us?" Enid asked, batting her thick eyelashes up at the brunette, giving Wednesday her best puppydog eyes.

"I suppose it wouldn't be a terrible idea... So long as it doesn't infringe on my writing time." Wednesday said with faux reluctance, looking away from Enid's smile with a faint blush. She could hardly stand it when Enid looked at her like that, with those big blue eyes and that cute smile.

"Awesome! I can't wait! Should we wear our snoods?" Enid asked excitedly, her hands playing with the hem of Wednesday's blazer. Wednesday shot her a weak glare.

"Don't push it." She snarked, causing Enid to giggle. The sound elicited a disgusting response from the ravenette, causing her heart to skip a beat and for a flush to adorn her cheeks.

"Aww, please? I wanna take selfies at the cafe." Enid pleaded with an exaggerated pout. Wednesday forced herself to look away, drawing her lips into a thin line as she tried to find the resolve to tell Enid no.

She didn't get much time to pluck up the nerve, since Enid surprisngly pulled Wednesday down into her lap. The shorter girl shot her hand out and gripped Enid's shoulder in surprise, looking at the blond with wide eyes. The werewolf simply giggled at Wednesday's surprise, leaning forward to place a small kiss to the tip of her nose.

"You know Wednesday, for someone who loves black so much, I think red looks best on you." Enid teased with a smirk, gently tracing the blush on Wednesday's face with her fingers. Wednesday swallowed thickly, trying to meet Enid's gaze but being unable to.

"I am entirely sure that I have no idea what you mean." Wednesday replied stiffly, glancing at Enid out of the corner of her eye to see the girl beaming at her. Enid lets out a small giggle, placing a chaste kiss on Wednesday's lips before pulling away and loosening her grip on her girlfriends waist, giving her the opportunity to leave if she wished. Wednesday stayed put, settling more comfortably on Enid's lap.

"Whatever you say sweetheart." Enid teased, purposefully using a petname that she knew Wednesday despised. The brunette shot her a glare and rolled her eyes. She absentmindedly fixed the lapels of Enid's blazer, choosing to redirect her attention.

"Alright. Well." She paused, glancing up at Enid's face to find the girl already staring at her attentively. She felt a hot flush run over her entire body at this, and she swallowed almost nervously. Of course she wasn't actually nervous, or flustered, or anything of the sort. She was Wednesday Addams, and Wednesday Addams didn't have feelings.

"I shall pick you up at the fountain after my writing hour and take you on that date." Wednesday declared, gazing down at Enid's perfect features. Her sweet smile, the slight pink tint of her blush, the way her lips looked so enticing.

"Alright! See you then Willa." Enid replied quickly with a grin, noticing Wednesday's intense gaze roaming her features. She relished the attention, but more so she relished in the fact she could make her girlfriend so flustered.

With that, Wednesday got to her feet and straightened her skirt before turning to Enid one final time, bending down to place a chaste kiss on her lips. "I love you, cara mia." Wedneday murmured against Enid's lips, causing the blond to blush crimson, grinning up at her girlfriend.

"I love you too Wednesday." She responded earnestly, her face nearly aching from how she smiled. She noticed a small smile tug at Wednesday's lips before the girl stood up and hastily walked away, heading towards her next class.

Wednesday Addams always prided herself on being unemotional. She didn't let things get under her skin, she didn't care about anyone other than herself, and she definitely never fell in love. Except one time, with a girl named Enid Sinclair.

And oh, how she loved her.

a/n this was corny asf

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usiel21 · 2 months

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Enid's Birthday.

For Enid's birthday Wednesday takes Enid to place where she can meet and interreact with rescued Otters. Enid's squeals of unfiltered, pure and utter joy when she meets her first one renders Wednesday's heart like putty. The way tears fill her eyes as she's handed one of the otters because of how cute they are makes Wednesday yearn for Enid more than she knew she could feel. Of course the Otters love Enid, they can sense she is a Werewolf, a Predator but they know they're not prey and that they're safe with such a powerful creature in their midst. Wednesday discreetly takes pictures of Enid as she coo's and cuddles them.

As they get ready to leave Enid gets emotional because she's already grown attached to them.

Wednesday: Did you enjoy your day with the Otters Enid?

Enid: Yeah! I love them! (She says as she looks back sadly. Before jogging back over to pet all of them one more time which Wednesday knew was going to happen) Wednesday: My Wolf - It's time to go.

Enid: (Walks back over with her jacket zipped up.) Thank you for today Wends... It was the best birthday I have ever had (With heart eyes)

Wednesday can't do nothing more than nod numbly, Enid's gaze paralyzing her. She takes two steps forward before looking back at Enid, eyes narrowed suspiciously. Enid looks far too innocent for her liking, not making eye contact under her scrutiny.

Wednesday: Enid... put the Otter back.

Enid: (Whining) HOW DID YOU KNOW?! (She unzips her jacket to reveal an Otter inside the inside pocket of her jacket)

Wednesday: Enid I know you and you are anything but subtle

Enid: Lies! Wednesday: Enid your side of our room is what Satan would concoct for me in Hell.

Enid: (With a smug grin) You said to me that Hell would be your Heaven. You saying I'm your idea of Heaven? (Winking)

Wednesday:

Wednesday: (Realising she has inadvertently confessed to Enid that her room and thus Enid by association is her idea of Heaven.)

Wednesday:

Wednesday: Shit.

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bonny-kookoo · 9 months

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Is there a chance you‘ll write a Drabble of into the wild where Jungkook or OT7 have to take the instinct test? I‘m so curious about it!!

He's gone through the theoretical part of his instinct evaluation test- today, it's the most difficult and most challenging part of it all.

He's only allowed to go through this once. The process differs from every test so as not to give any wolf the chance to prepare and 'cheat' the system in any way by telling others what to prepare for. He's got three small sensors placed on his forehead and the sides to measure brain activity- and he knows that behind the walls around him, there's people watching and judging his body language and behavior at all times.

He can't see them- the walls are only see-through one way.

It starts off almost comical. Like they're joking.

Jungkook himself is sitting on a chair, watching how the differently colored rabbits jump around the room, inspecting their surroundings and occasionally sniffing on his leg. He honestly thinks they're cute. They're prey- but not in this moment. He knows how to differentiate that.

Though he also knows that there's a lot of alphas that struggle with this already.

Someone walks in- a nurse, who picks up the rabbits, puts them in their boxes again before she walks out, leaving him alone again. He taps on his leg, simply out of boredom. He's confident he's gonna pass- he's trained a lot up to this point after all.

"How do you feel right now?" Someone asks over the speaker, and Jungkook perks up.

"Good." He simply answers, since there's nothing else he can really say. He doesn't feel like anything is really going on with him- and the people watching his brain activity nod, seeing nothing out of the ordinary.

Images are shown. Videos are watched. He's surprisingly calm through all of it.

But he's growing nervous now. Because scents are used at this stage, and he knows he's a little vulnerable to those things. Especially this one-

Prime omega. Used as an extreme example that he won't ever encounter in real life since there's no prime omegas around anymore- but to see what he can handle, the personnel tends to use rather harsh things to try and coax a reaction out of him.

And it's working.

"His eyes are reacting." A nurse observes behind the one-way window, watching him. "He's also starting to sweat." She notes further, and it's clear that on the brain wave scale, there's also something happening.

"Its still very mild though. All in the acceptable ranges." A man with glasses mentions. "He's nowhere near shifting."

Jungkook starts to wiggle his leg up and down. He's growing nervous now, saliva collecting in his mouth as he needs to concentrate. The air is getting lighter again, when the door opens, a tall man entering.

An alpha, sitting down across from Jungkook.

"Having trouble?" He asks, and it's clear that his job is to look and coax out any aggressive behavior from the now vulnerable werewolf in front of him. He might not even be a wolf- maybe he's just a human guy, drenched in the scent of an alpha wolf.

"A bit." Jungkook tilts his head, smiles though- trying to push his emotions towards cracking jokes instead.

"I can see that." The man offers. "You noted down in your papers that you've never got into a serious physical fight with any of your packmates." He states, and Jungkook nods. "Hard to believe. Or are you just a pushover? Nothing wrong with that." He jabs, and Jungkook can't help but clench his jaw a bit.

"Being a pushover and having no need for violence to get a point across isn't really the same thing." Jungkook exclaims slowly, before he takes in a deep breath. "I exercise. That's how I let go of stress."

"You're a prime alpha. It's hard to believe you just let your pack be led by someone else." The man scoffs. "Isn't it insulting to just follow orders?"

"No." Jungkook declines, swallowing, before clearing his throat. The smell of that guy is clogging up his neck it feels like. "I trust in my pack alpha that he knows what's best. Same with the human government. There's a reason for every choice made even if it's the wrong one in my eyes." He offers, adjusting his position on the chair.

"If you found a human partner you're compatible with, how would you go at it?" The guy asks, crossing his arms.

"Depends." Jungkook shrugs. "Ask her out. If she isn't interested, go about my day. If she is, go on a date with her. Easy." He says.

"And if she doesnt want you because you're a wolfblood?" He asks, making Jungkook shake his head.

"Then that's a choice. I don't judge." He says.

"Now that you say that.." the man says, and by the look of him, he's preparing himself for a reaction now. "..that's interesting, considering your parents both now live in the cities and abandoned you in the woods."

Jungkook stays silent, swallows down a growl building up.

"Must've been confusing for a young boy. But then again-" the guy offers, "-there was no way you could've been raised in the city amongst regular people without putting anyone in danger." He says.

"It's wolf culture. Tradition." Jungkook explains calmly. "Nothing wrong with that. I visit them regularly and have no problems with them whatsoever." He declines, a little tense but still collected.

There's a bit of silence in the room, Jungkook's breathing deep and even to keep himself calm. He hates that the scents around him make him this nervous.

"And if you found a wolf partner? An omega even?" He asks, and Jungkook wants to answer, when he's interrupted.

A sudden noise behind him makes him jump, though he stays seated- only turns around, before he realizes they're probably using auditory stimuli now to really test him. He recovers fairly quickly, turning back towards the man in front of him.

"I- the same as the other question I just answered." He says. "Ask her out. If she's not interested, leave her alone. If she is, court her." He shrugs, before tilting his head to crack his neck twice.

"I mean that's easy to say." The man chuckles. "But I guess we'll see how you do out there in the wild." He suddenly smiles, standing up to reach out his hand. "Thank you for participating. You'll get your results by the end of this week." He says, and Jungkook sighs relieved, shaking the man's hand.

"Thanks." He offers, leaving the facility with all of his psck who celebrate later in the woods at the pack house, though he shifts first and foremost, having to run off his tense muscles and pent up emotions from the day.

But its all worth it when he receives his score two days later, and even a certificate for his outstanding results, boosting his confidence like never before.

His work had payed off.

He's officially free.

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dogsayswoof · 10 months

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Hounds From Hell Chapter 4

Summary: Tension at the Rave'n dance. And some backstory to the hounds.

Word Count: 2.5k Pairing: Wednesday Addams x Reader (Hounds from Hell Masterlist)

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Despite the small concussion, your grades in chemistry were improving, you had a whole bunch of new friends, and your team won the semi-finals game.

You could say life was going significantly better than it was at the beginning of the year.

Wednesday and your study da- hangouts had extended to going for coffee and walks in the woods, no longer exclusively studying and lunch as a group. Your feelings were undeniable and you were falling head over heels for the abrasive girl in front of you.

Wednesday could also not deny her growing feelings but was still refusing to take you any farther than friends. Sure, you had your moments here and there. Lingering touches and confusing analogies that were definitely not actually about the subject at hand.

Then came the week of the Rave'n. Enid was gushing over her and Ajax's matching outfits and was begging you daily-hourly, to ask Wednesday.

"Enid I'm not asking her" you huffed as the blonde werewolf disturbed your date with a menacing burrito you were dying to dig into.

"Y/N please. Think about how CUTE you guys would look. She's wearing this gorgeous black dress her mother sent her last week and we'd get you in a black suit, with a black shirt and tie, you two would be to DIE for."

"If I ask her will you stop bugging me about it?" you said and she nodded aggressively.

"I promise" she said her signature smile plastered on her face.

"Okay then, I'm holding you to it" you said finally settling it to destroy the burrito that had been waiting patiently for you.

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Your heart was racing. It had taken you three days to figure out how to even approach asking Wednesday and the dance was tomorrow.

You stood in front of her door, a single black dahlia in hand.

You knocked.

No answer.

You knocked again.

No answer.

You knocked again this time twice.

"What are you doing" said the familiar monotone voice from next to you causing you to jump.

Clearly she had not been in her room.

"Fuck, you scared me" you said and she looked you up and down taking a mental inventory of everything.

"Is that for me?" she asked curiously.

"Uh yeah, I.. uh.. I wanted to know if you'd go to the Rave'n with me?" you said scratching the back of your neck nervously.

Your arm extended to offer her the flower.

She took it and her chest filled with regret.

"I can't."

Your features almost immediately drooped, like a dog with a tail between their legs.

"Oh.." you wanted to escape. Be anywhere but in front of her.

"I just.. I already have a date" she said softer than normal, guilt gnawing at her stomach.

"oh.." you said even quieter.

"I'm sorry." she said and you shrugged,

"Nah, it's cool. I understand, this place is crawling with people who want you so.."

You left her standing there, blocking out anything else going on around you wanting to escape, and Wednesday wanted to follow you. She wanted to say yes. She would probably greater enjoy your companionship than the boy she agreed to go with, but she couldn't just blow him off. She needed to get close to him for her recent investigation.

She looked down to see Thing tapping the ground with her in annoyance.

"What are you looking at?" she said and he signed to her

"What do you know about love? You're just a hand"

He flipped her off before scurrying into the room.

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If asking Wednesday to the dance wasn't a disaster, all the events leading up to the event were. In the chaos that was this week, you had forgotten that the Rave'n fell on a hunt night.

You, the Hemingways, and the Bassets filed into the car that your father had sent to pick you all up. It was a thirty minute drive to the estate you always found yourself at every full moon. You were all wearing the suits you had intended to wear tonight, bar Elizabeth who was in a stunning obsidian dress.

George had a black suit with a white shirt and black tie. Benton and Atwell chose a navy suit and a black suit respectfully. And you wore the all black Enid had suggested besides a dark red tie instead. Couldn't let her get a complete win.

Your fathers greeted you at the door. Your families weren't ones to show love, but they were proud of you all. You were Hades's favourite servants after all.

T-3 hours until the Rave'n starts.

All three of your families stood in the center of the living room, mingling as you waited for your masters arrival. You had done a sufficient job of avoiding your father, your mother nowhere to be found.... again.

But when you felt his hand on your shoulder and his gruff laugh, your attempts were in vain.

"Y/n" he bellowed out and you flinched at the friendly roughness.

"Father" you said and he came around handing you a blood red cocktail.

You downed it quickly.

"School is going well? hmm? and I heard your football escapades are quite successful" he said grinning down at you.

You nodded begging for the alcohol to hit you in order to pleasantly engage with him.

T-2 hours until the Rave'n starts.

The typical bell sounded as all of you stood up straighter. The fireplace began to shift and contort into a door. Waves of fire encompassed the whole thing and from beyond the dark hole, came Hades himself.

"My favorite, allegiant, exceptional, hounds" he yelled. His tall figure holding a drink dressed in dark black robes. "Are you ready to feast?"

You all were sitting at the long, decorated, feast table. Your older brothers to your right in their own suits. Your father sat at the head of the table, next to Hades himself. Across from you were the Hemingways and at the other end were the Bassets.

The fathers were all talking with Hades on one end and you just played with your food.

"I heard you all have a dance tonight" boomed Hades and you grimaced looking up from your plate.

"Yes" answered George and Hades laughed.

"Any of you fine dogs have girls waiting on you?" he questioned and you grimaced again, "While it sounds childish and trivial I remember being young"

Benton blushed and most of your pack nodded a similar pink shade gracing their faces.

"I would hate for you all to miss it over little old me and I'm feeling generous tonight. If you all leave for the hunt now and we'll work something out, I'll be sure to get you there"

You stood up quickly and gestured to the door. The rest of your pack got up as well. Hades beamed with pride as you lead them out into the night, leaving the parents and the older kids at the table.

You looked back through the open door and he had a wicked smile before speaking to you.

"Go young pup, and kill for me"

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Your lack of attendance was duly noticed by Wednesday. She was escorted around the room by her date and tried to interact with your friends but your absence was palpable.

So when you walked in with the rest of your pack an hour late looking tired yet vibrant at the same time. Wednesday needed to talk to you.

Unfortunately for her, you caught a glimpse of who she was with.

Tyler Fucking Galpin

Your history with him was short but violent. You had had nothing but passive aggressive encounters any time you went to the Weathervane and the loving stares he gave Wednesday when the two of you would be in there was more than enough to get under your skin.

Yet how could you be jealous? She wasn't your girl. You didn't own her and you sure as hell couldn't control who she decided to be with.

Any other night you would engage with him, give him a run for his money, but you couldn't. Not tonight, no matter how much you wanted to egg him on.

You decided to head in the opposite direction, your pack splitting off, being met with the vampire from the party who had stolen you from Wednesday in the first place.

She sparkled up at you as you made small talk with her.

Wednesday watching the encounter from over Tyler's shoulder felt her fist tighten when the girl grabbed your tie playing with it in a very flirty manner. You just smiled and encouraged her behaviour.

"Tyler could you get us some punch?" she asked to the cheery boy.

"Yeah of course. I'll be right back" he glimmered at her, totally enamored by her.

Wednesday took this opportunity to walk directly towards you.

She tapped you and you turned from the girl whose name you still hadn't learned.

"I need to talk to you" she said and you nodded.

"I'll be right back" you flashed the girl a smile and Wednesday noticed your canines were a little longer than they were earlier.

"What's up" you asked roughly and she felt like she could finally see you.

Your eyes were a dark shade of red. Your face was littered in small scratches, a smudge of dirt remained on your jaw. She wanted to reach out and wipe it away, just to touch you. Damn the Addams curse.'

"What happened?" she asked bluntly and you looked away from her.

"Nothing"

"I thought we agreed not to lie to each other?" she huffed,

"Nothing important enough for right now" you corrected yourself.

Wednesday bit her inner cheek when it hit her like a truck where you had disappeared to.

"Why are you here with him?" you asked bitterly, staring daggers at the normie boy from across the room without the boys knowledge.

"He asked me to the dance. He also helps me with things around Jericho sometimes." Wednesday said never taking her eyes off your face watching you clench and unclench your jaw, watching your eyes trace different things in the room.

"He doesn't even go here." you said roughly, "And what could he help you with."

You had a different aura around you tonight. She could feel the death that surrounded you. If she could only touch you, she was certain she could feel it coursing through your veins.

She knew you had hunted tonight, and she was drawn to this side of you. You were assertive, strong, and definitely jealous, and she was oh so attracted to it.

"I fucking hate that kid" you growled just enough for the two of you to hear.

She looked to the young boy and knew he was nothing compared to you standing in front of her. She felt a pull in her heart towards you, tugging at each individual string, playing a melody only you could cause.

Her train of thought was interrupted as you both noticed Tyler headed straight towards you guys, a certain look in his eye. He wanted a fight.

"Fuck off" you growled again and as you turned to leave, Wednesday instinctively grabbed your sleeve.

She had the look in her eye that begged you not to leave and you obeyed.

Whipped mutt you thought to yourself.

"Wednesday, you friends with her?" Tyler asked feigned niceness, settling in to her side.

You wanted to rip him to shreds and you could have, but you controlled yourself for the sake of the girl beside him.

"Yeah actually, we're real good friends" you smirked at him.

He was itching to push your buttons.

"Oh yeah, I'd say Wednesday and I are too. Coffee dates, walks around Jericho" he smirked wrapping his arm around her.

Wednesday could see your muscles flexing straining to hold back from giving Hades one last soul tonight.

"You know Galpin, people like you wind up getting hurt around here." you growled at him

"I think I'll be okay." he smiled and looked to Wednesday.

One part of Wednesday wanted you to unleash yourself on him. Let yourself go and show her your full potential but she knew how that would end and she wanted to keep you around.

"C'mon Wednesday, let's go dance." he said pulling her away from you and she obliged.

You could have gone back to the vampire and get your fix but you were searching for a different fix tonight.

"Hey Bianca, you guys bring anything?" you asked tracing the boy and her through the crowd.

The siren smiled wide and handed you a small flask.

"I thought you'd never ask."

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You drank to suppress the urge to kill more people and you drank to suppress the thoughts of Wednesday and Tyler. Coffee dates? Were you fucking serious.

Your brain ran wild imaging them sitting in the same booth as you and her. Sharing her quad over ice. Causing you to grab the flask and chugging the burning liquid.

You let yourself go, dancing wildly with Enid and Ajax, Bianca, Yoko, Kent, even Xavier.

Then the slow song began. Everyone coupled up and swayed to the music.

You found a spot along the wall, watching as Tyler bumbled in trying to dance with Wednesday.

She looked like she wanted to choke him out causing a small smile to grace your lips.

Bianca and Xavier were dancing to all of your surprise. Atwell and Elizabeth might of finally realized their feelings as they swayed to the music awkwardly, expected from them though. Ajax and Enid looked ever happily in love. Benton was charming some girl as he twirled her around the floor.

The vampire approached you and you mentally groaned.

"Would you dance with me?" she asked sheepishly.

To your distain, you agreed. You took her out to the floor and danced with her, making sure to keep a distance though. You kept your eyes away from Wednesday and Tyler at all costs.

When the slow dance wrapped up, the teachers came on the microphone announcing the end of the dance.

All of your friends met up outside, agreeing to walk back to the dorms together. As Wednesday exited you noticed the Galpin kid was gone. She found your side as you all walked chirping about the tonight's dance with the happiness of a child on Christmas.

You and her were quiet though. Listening to your friends with a empathetic smile.

"Did you enjoy your night?" Wednesday broke through,

"Sure" you said giving her a quick glance, "Did you?"

"Tyler was a horrendous dancer and was fawning over me like a cat in heat" she said and you flexed your jaw again,

"Yes he is quite smitten with you" you gruffed and she nudged you

You let out a small laugh, but the pain in your heart was everlasting. She wanted to apologize and tell you that she wished she had gone with you but her words wouldn't come out.

"Do you like him?" you asked bracing for the answer,

"No. He is simply a convenience when I need things in town. The free coffee is nice too."

"But you guys go on dates?" you said staring at the floor again,

"They are not dates." she said sternly

"So you don't have feelings for him?" you clarified and she surprised you by nudging you,

"I absolutely do not have feelings for him. He is merely a convenience."

"Am I?" you began cautiously, "... Am I merely just a convenience...?"

She stopped walking and turned towards you.

"No."

#wednesday addams x reader #jenna ortega x reader #addams x reader #wednesday addams #wednesday

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ordinaryschmuck · 6 months

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Bob's Burgers Halloween specials ranked

(Because screw it, why not?)

11. Tina and the Real Ghost--This one's more awkward than funny. I honestly feel bad for Tina for falling in love with an empty box...and grow to hate Tammy for being so petty to steal the box away from her. Even the B-Plot of ghost hunters in the restaurant isn't all that funny. Honestly, the funniest bit is when Bob's unexpectedly swarmed with bugs after a brief moment of cockiness. Other than that, pretty weak episode.

10. The Wolf of Wharf Street--PROBABLY the most irresponsible Linda's been with the kids and Bob believing Teddy's a werewolf was a bit of a stretch. Still, some spooky atmosphere carries this one a bit, so I can't hate it THAT much.

9. Apple Gore-chard! (But Not Gory)--There need to be more episodes with Louise and Jessica. Their friendship is easy and cute in a lot of moments. Anyways, as for the episode, it's pretty standard. Some REAL Halloween stuff doesn't happen until half way through and the jokes aren't all that funny. There's barely any attention on the lesson, making it feel more like a waste of time if anything else. It's just Louise and Jessica's friendship that carries things if anything else (Seriously, MORE of that)

8. Pig Trouble in Little Tina--A great episode about peer pressure and with a fun subplot about Bob's gross ear wax. It's just that none of it screams HALLOWEEN to me. There's some spooky imagery, but a lot of this episode feels like something that could happen in ANY episode, especially Bob's subplot. Great episode, but not so great of a Halloween special.

7. Heartbreak Hotel-oween--This one's cute. That's all I can say.

6. Teen-a Witch--Tina trying to be a witch is more cute than it should be, even if the jokes aren't strong with this one. Thankfully the subplot of Bob obsessing over who's stealing his jack-o-lanterns is funny enough to carry it.

5. The Pumpkinening--Weird title, but it's an episode with Gayle. They're naturally weird, and this one's no exception as Linda and Gayle hunting down who knows that they smashed pumpkins from a contest. Add that with a warm ending and a great subplot of Bob dealing with the stress of being a house with GOOD candy, and you got something fun.

4. Nightmare on Ocean Avenue Street--The kids hunting down a candy kidnapper is fun and Bob and Teddy trying to show up an impressive handyman has some good laughs to it. Solid special.

3. Full Bars--It's always fun seeing the Belcher kids use their brand of chaos to do something good. The only thing that drags it down is the guinea pig murder mystery. Some good jokes are there, but I can't help but cringe as Teddy ruins his own party and the payoff isn't all that funny. That credit scene where Bob danced in the fat suit for Linda was cute as shit, though.

2. Fort Night--The introduction to Millie, and a great one at that as she tortures the kids who are in a situation that's...way more dangerous than you think in hindsight. They really were that close to death, huh? Still, a pretty empathetic episode as we all know there's no worse fate for a kid than missing Halloween and you REALLY want them to get out. And I'm sure some parents can relate to Bob and Linda's plight to make a costume for their kids and the payoff for this one is pretty good.

1. The Hauntening--A genuinely creepy and intense special for this show, where the jokes don't take away from the scares but add to them. This really feels like how these characters would react to a horrifying situation, making you fear for their lives even more. And even the big twist in the end doesn't ruin the episode, but adds to it, showing how much this family cares for each other and how much they'll do to make one of them happy. They might have gone a LITTLE far, but it's in that gray area where you can accept it. Being sweet and spooky is no other combination you can get from any other show except for this one, and I love it.

And that's all. Well, for now. Season 14 hasn't had its Halloween special yet. It's probably pulling a Simpsons and waiting until November for some reason. And I'm not waiting until then. This is the Halloween Special on MY blog, so there. Happy Halloween.

#bob's burgers #bob belcher #linda belcher #tina belcher #louise belcher #gene belcher #quick thoughts #what i thought about

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Rating: 4.5/5

Book Blurb: A dangerous alliance between a Vampyre bride and an Alpha Werewolf becomes a love deep enough to sink your teeth into in this new paranormal romance from the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Love, Theoretically and The Love Hypothesis.

Misery Lark, the only daughter of the most powerful Vampyre councilman of the Southwest, is an outcast—again. Her days of living in anonymity among the Humans are over: she has been called upon to uphold a historic peacekeeping alliance between the Vampyres and their mortal enemies, the Weres, and she sees little choice but to surrender herself in the exchange—again...

Weres are ruthless and unpredictable, and their Alpha, Lowe Moreland, is no exception. He rules his pack with absolute authority, but not without justice. And, unlike the Vampyre Council, not without feeling. It’s clear from the way he tracks Misery’s every movement that he doesn’t trust her. If only he knew how right he was….

Because Misery has her own reasons to agree to this marriage of convenience, reasons that have nothing to do with politics or alliances, and everything to do with the only thing she's ever cared about. And she is willing to do whatever it takes to get back what’s hers, even if it means a life alone in Were territory…alone with the wolf.

Review:

A Vampire in an arranged marriage with the ruthless Werewolf Alpha...nothing could possibly go wrong right? Misery Lark is the daughter of the most powerful Vampyre councilman and has been an outcast her entire life, shunned by her own kind, hated by humans and werewolves, her only true friend is her childhood companion/sister, Serena who has mysteriously disappeared leaving behind a cryptic journal with only one phrase in it as a clue : L.E. Moreland. When her father request she enter into an arranged marriage with the newly appointed Alpha of the Werewolves she wants to say no... except when she learns its none other than Lowe Moreland, she knows she has to say yes. He is the only clue to what could have happened to Serena and Misery will do anything to find her sister. Yet this marriage is meant to ensure a peace treaty between the vampyres and the werewolves, essentially forcing Misery into being a hostage living in Lowe's home for a year. Misery knows Lowe has a mate despite agreeing to marry her, yet the closer the grow the more confusing their feelings become. It doesn't help that their marriage has it's own politics to deal with, from werewolves and vampires wanting to assassinate either one of them and Lowe being hot and cold with his feelings. Misery just wants to find her sister, yet the longer she stays with Lowe the more she finds herself opening her heart to the very wolf she never expected to fall for... but can she be with him when he has a mate... or is he keeping another secret from her? This was a really fun vampire/werewolf and fated mates romance. I loved Misery, she's fun and cute, I love how caring she is and how she's willing to give everyone a chance, despite being hurt by so many people in her life. Lowe is a great love interest and I wanted to shake him at times and tell him " JUST TELL HER " but overall I could see what his mentality was and how he cared for her so much that he wanted to put her needs and feelings above his. They really had a sweet romance. I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEXT ONE, I AM LOOKING AT YOU KOEN AND SERENA. The book was a bit slow to get into and the romance itself was really slow burn ( not picking up at all until the 50% mark) but once it gets going, it gets going and I loved it. I really enjoyed the world that Ali created and am excited to see where she goes next with these werewolves and vampyres! if you enjoy paranormal romances with fun protagonists and swoony love interests, definitely give this a go, this was such a fun read!

*Thanks Netgalley and Berkley Publishing Group, Berkley for sending me an arc in exchange for an honest review*

#book review #bookish #bride #bride by ali hazelwood #ali hazelwood #fantasy romance

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WEREWOLF SEVIKA WITH HER MECH ARMMMMM!!!!

Does her werewolf form have a tail? Does it wag when she's happy or excited? DOES SHE LIKE RECEIVING BELLY RUBS???

I'd be the idiot who would get a squeaky tennis ball to torment her with, and she'd eviscerate me for it, and it's be so worth it XD

This is fun and silly and I love it! Also, gonna paste a screenshot of your other ask here because a) it's related and b) I already started technically answering part of your second ask before you even asked it!

Side note: this is my first... HCs? Imagines? IDK WTF this is even called. Let's just say here's my chaotic dumpster fire of unorganized thoughts on this. Enjoy! (No refunds)

Also, probably won't have the next chapter of my werewolf!Sevika fic out tonight so y'all get this instead. 😭

Should probs throw in a warning too. Some NSFW at the very end. MDNI, 18+

Hell yes werewolf Sevika with her mech arm!

I mean, how could she not have it?!

It's cool as hell and would make her unique and give her an advantage over the other werewolves

It's not organic so it wouldn't make sense for it to change with the rest of her body

How much would that suck if the nerves and tethers to the flesh were separated each time she transformed? Poor woman would have to reattach the damn thing everytime. Sounds far more painful than just the transformation alone! I could not do that to our babygirl. 😭

She could play fetch with herself so much easier!

She could still choke us in her werewolf form

OFC she has a tail!

How cute would that be? Now Sevika is a stubborn, prideful and grumpy lady and that applies to her werewolf form as well. She won't admit to enjoying anything other than killing, and she's going to try her damnedest not to wag that tail or let you even do anything that might trigger that response. But she is a woman, er... werewolf, with urges and instincts. Will power and stubbornness can only go so far before it's overpowered by the more natural responses. So if you know some of her secret weaknesses, and you can get close enough to exploit those, you better believe you're gonna see that tail do a little dance.

Belly rubs? Oh she LOVES those!

Again, you're gonna have to be sneaky to get close to that fuzzy belly. She's got sharp canines and is not against giving you a warning bite if you get too close to her soft spots.

You're best bet is to catch her while she's napping in her gigantic doggy bed at the foot of your shared bed. (You've forbade her from sleeping on your bed while in her werewolf form. She sheds profusely and has an annoying tendency to kick you with her hind legs when she dreams about chasing prey, which is probably you considering all the annoying things you do to her. Not to mention the one time you were rudely awaken to the mortifying realization that she was humping the back of your leg like a bitch in heat. Not that you have any right to complain when you take into account how much you like to grind on her thigh when she's in her human form.)

She's snoring deeply, belly fully exposed, as she sleeps in her plush doggy bed when you cautiously sneak closer. You sit cross-legged in front of her and ever so slowly reach a hand out. Your palm rests on her soft, warm belly and your eyes flit to hers. They're still closed, so you start making, slow sweeping circles. Her breathing shifts and a hind leg twitches. Before long, the bushy tail that hangs over the edge of her bed starts swaying. The moment you add some light scratching to the belly rubs her tail really starts wagging. You can't hide your adoring smile, even as her eyes suddenly shoot open, purple glowing orbs locking onto yours immediately. Her struggle to react in anger is apparent by how her upper lip twitches as if she's trying to snarl, but she just can't fight how fucking good the tummy rubs and scratches feel. Slip your other hand behind an ear to give it a nice scratch and she's good as yours, tail swinging so hard it's smacking your knee. You might even get a little kiss on your arm from a big ol slobbery tongue.

Fetch? She can't resist.

You're not the only fool who would buy their sexy werewolf GF a nice, loud, squeaky ball to play fetch with. We all would, cause that tail wags so damn hard her back end shakes with it. This, however, is the one she's least happy to admit to enjoying, but all it really takes is throwing the damn ball. Just know that you'll pay for it later (You'll be her pet, on all fours wearing a collar and leash, for at least a day. But don't worry, she'll feed you real well).

Flea collar, or any collar for that matter? Hard nope

Don't even bother trying. You'll be the one in the collar if you do. She doesn't do flea baths either, so you better just get used to your hundreds of new insect buddies.

Good girl? Hahahaha... Nope!

Whatever you do, do not, I repeat do NOT call her "good girl", or you'll be the one in the dog house!

"Hey, babygirl, c'mere!" Sevika calls from the bedroom while you're finishing drying off after showering and you freeze in terror. You know that tone. That condescending, slow sneer. You know you're in trouble. "Need to talk to you about something."

Maybe if you go out there naked, you can make her forget whatever you'd done wrong, which you admittedly have forgotten yourself. Swallowing the lump that formed in your throat, you cautiously step past the doorway and into the bedroom. Sevika, in her human form, sits on the edge of the bed, glowing purple eyes on you and sharp canines poking out from her wide, devious smirk.

"Yes?" You ask sweetly albeit shakily, with false innocence as you step further into the room so she can see your nude form. Your eyes drop to her lap where you find she's already packing her fav strap. Thick, ribbed and curved for your pleasure. Heat rises to your cheeks.

"Do you recall what you called me last night?"

Too distracted by the thought of what she has planned, you shake your head. A movement catches your eye and you realize she's swinging a pair of handcuffs from one thick finger. Heat drops between your thighs.

"When you were petting me in my werewolf form?" She reminds you, tone noticably sharper when she mentions that particular act which was also one of her no-go rules.

Oh. Oh fuck. That.

In the same moment you recall what you'd said, you see the spreader bar, collar and leash lying on the bed beside her. Your doe eyes flit to hers, realizing just what you were in for.

"Good girl?" You squeak out.

"Mhmm. And are you supposed to call me that?"

"No!" You answer quickly, shaking your head profusely. "I'm sorry Sev-"

"On the bed sweetheart. Head down, hands behind your back and on your knees. Oh, and spread them real wide for me. Let's see who's the good girl."

#arcane #sevika #sevika x reader #sevika imagine #arcane sevika x reader #honey writes

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Song 2: Alright by Keshi

Forever Is a big word, Enid knew that.

Forever was what Enid promised to Wednesday that night as the fire burned all around them. Time and her presence was all Enid can give, it's all she had.

Surely Wednesday can understand if she kept a little bit of time between them right? Just a smidge, enough for them to be better for themselves before they be better together.

But Enid can never have anything for herself so forever will be the time her heart will bleed in the cavity she calls chest. She watches with bated breath as Wednesday says those two words with such blissful ignorance to what it did to the werewolf standing just a few steps away.

"I do," Wednesday whispers and Enid makes sure to look away soon after.

Sometimes Enid wonders when she started getting so good at hiding what she truly felt.

Was it when she tried to be strong? To showcase that she couldn't be bent? that someone like her wasn't affected by things like fighting to the death, captured by a stalker or getting tossed out like yesterday's trash-

Out of topic.

Maybe, just maybe Enid is still a little salty about what happened two years ago.

But today isn't about her because today is Wednesday's wedding! A wedding that Enid wonders if she could just ditch.

Its the after party now, one that is nestled deep in the Addams manor's numerous ballrooms. You'd think being in a room with so many people could curb the aching outsider feeling in Enid's chest but nope!

Even when surrounded by friends and extended family, she has never wanted to dissappear from the world so much until now.

It doesn't help that her head is so noisy today- whispering and latching onto emotions that she can't control. Her status may be envied but let's see how envious they'll be once they realized how their own thoughts never seem to shut up. Even glancing over the people in the room, hoping that they'd latch onto some random simpleton and leave her alone didn't work.

Nothing works now, not since Wednesday left her.

Even glancing at the bride wasn't enough, they she wanted more. They seek her touch, her presence, her all- to see her standing next to someone that isn't her makes them claw and scream.

Enid is tempted to follow them.

"Excuse me, miss?"

Enid shifts, her eyes meeting a lady with curled black hair. She has a smile on her face, her cheeks dusted a light pink. With a tip of her head, she gives a curtsy like she was walking up to royalty and not a frazzled werewolf.

Unworthy, her mind hisses. Enid ignores them.

"May I have this dance?"

She's pretty, Enid notes.

A nice smile, a cute dimple.

She's not Wednesday.

Enid glances back towards the bride and she blinks because Wednesday is looking right back at her. Her gaze is hard to read and it itches the longer they stare.

Theres a thrum of excitement in her blood and her heart rate spikes at the realization.

She's taking the vows back! Some thinks.

She knows what we feel, others sulk. She hates us.

Come back, it begs.

For the first time, Enid couldn't understand what Wednesday was thinking. Was she angry? Jealous?

Its scary, how glad Enid couldn't know for sure. Any answer would break her after all.

And then, Wednesday offers her a smile. It pathetic, how such a simple thing immedietely warms Enid's heart. She must be doing this in purpose but no, Wednesday is just there, smiling to her.

There is no teeth. It is but a simple tilt of her head with eyes so unbearably soft. There's a slight dip in her cheek, a dimple. It's a rare smile, one she has seen once before.

This must be what Aphrodite looks like, Enid reveres.

But then, her mind starts thinking.

Why? Why is Wednesday smiling at her? Is this support? Did she think she should take the dance?

She doesn't know how I feel.

An almost hysterical laugh bubbles out of Enid's throat.

How painful.

To encourage her to be with someone else when her heart is clearly with Wednesday alone.

Or, maybe it wasn't any of that at all.

Maybe it's just a gesture of kindness, of joy and appreciation. There is no underneath, nothing hidden, a simple 'I'm glad you're here.'

The thought hurts and if Enid could bowel over and simply cry in this room, she would.

But she's better than that.

Enid is twenty, she is far from the shaky emotional teenager of eighteen. So she takes a breath, ignores the cries and tears in her mind and gathers her composure.

Her smile doesn't reach her eyes and yet, Enid smiles back because as much as she hates Wednesday, she loves her so much more.

Theres a ring in her phone, it's loud and unbearable but even then- Enid picks it up.

She doesn't need to look at the number to know. There's only one person with a personal ringtone after all.

Its late at night and she really shouldn't be doing this but it's not her fault that sleep is harder to catch with everyday that passes.

It must be another fight, her brain thinks and Enid squeezes her eyes shut because fuck that shouldn't be what she should be thinking.

The rustling of wind on the other end proves her mind right. Wednesday never stays in her house when an argument happens.

Too encompassing, she had described once. The air helps me think.

Enid is glad, that she couldn't see what such arguments does to Wednesday. She wouldn't be surprised if she wakes up doing something she wouldn't would regret.

"Hello Enid," Wednesday starts and her voice is dry. It would've cracked if the woman didn't have such impeccable voice control. "i knew you would be awake at this time."

The lie is bitter on Enid's tongue and she laughs. Wednesday knows that she goes to bed early but the Raven also knows that she would always be there to answer her call.

You're so cruel, she wants to snap but Enid is twenty one and she's tired.

"saw it in a vision?" Enid teases and she leans on her headboard, her eyes closing and she simply dreams that they're talking face to face. She dreams and thinks that Wednesday isn't hours away. "I'm flattered that I'm still in your head despite all these years."

Wednesday's nexts words are careful. She never comes for consolation, only familiarity. That is all Enid is, an unchanging rock. Stable.

If only she knew.

Something shifts in Enid's head and she doesn't need to look out to see the full moon at its peak.

Wonderful timing, seems like she just found the reason for the argument.

"I meant it when you're indelible, Enid." those words would have lit a fire in the werewolf of three years ago, but all Enid of the present could do is force out a laugh.

And so that was how her night went. She sat in the dark of her room, listening and talking to the love of her life. Spent a full moon watching what could've been hers fall back in love with the one who had hurt her.

Another moon of sleeping on call, knowing she would wake up with a bedside forever empty and the sign of an ended call on her burning phone.

"I'm sorry, Enid."

A sharp pain stung into her head as Enid bit back a reply.

Sorry?

What are you sorry abo-

This was just the full moon talking, she consoles herself. Think this carefully.

What was she even sorry for? For keeping a phone that Enid knows only holds her number? For only calling for situations like these and nothing more? Sorry for coming to her because everything Wednesday does is calculated and Enid knows - Gods does she know that Wednesday knows that the werewolf could never turn her away.

The smile in her face is bittersweet and the temptation to crush the phone grows.

Its no wonder she thinks that way, after all when Enid said forever that night long ago, Wednesday knew it had not been a lie.

Or I'm too lazy to draw so have this Lil one shot. It can be a standalone but it's based on a spin off to my streamer Enid au where Enid has a twin and Wednesday marries them!

Also omy, is Enid hearing voices? Ayuppp, being a grimwolf isn't all fun and games yallll

Hope you liked it and tell me your thoughts :D

#wenclair #enid sinclair #Angst #Writing #Wednesday Addams #Pile of thoughts #Hermit au

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