I want to smother him.
I want to be clingy and overbearing with him but only in private, like the personal solitude of his room.
I want to cling to him as he lays in bed, trying to do something else like read or play a game.
I want to mold myself into his side, kissing his neck, stroking his chest, rubbing my legs against his.
I want to distract him with my affection. I want him to become flustered at the stark contrast between public and private affection and how he's the only one who knows there is a difference in the first place.
When I tease him about being flustered and he tries to push me away with his hand out of embarrassment, I want to grab it and kiss his fingers all the way down his arm.
I want him to give in despite being embarrassed. I want to kiss all over his face as he huffs in defeat after the rather pathetic attempt at a struggle.
I want to mumble a little "I love you s'much" into his warm cheek as the skin heats up even more at the confession and my lips on his skin.
I want him to have an internal struggle, trying to man up and say it back. Only to weakly mumble out, "Whatever." as he places his hand over his bright red face.
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Running again
Matching art with this one I did yesterday
Based on this jojolion illustration :
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My HEART LITERALLY STOPPED AND EXPLODED
WESPER NATION LETSS GOOOOO
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redbullracing: we're not quite finished at silverstone yet....🍯🦡
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Enid calling Wednesday ‘my moon’ is the most endearing nickname I can think of fer her to lovingly use (bonus points if it’s in Greek bc Greek!Enid is one of the best headcanons this fandom has collectively adopted so far.)
Assuming the show will follow the traditional model of werewolves having this deep, super special bond to the moon, can you imagine the sheer gravity of Enid choosing WEDNESDAY as HER moon. The moon who never abandoned her, the moon who calls to her all the same but this time doesn’t reject her as she beckons said allure, the moon who wholly accepts her as a werewolf who can’t transform (yet, hopefully). While moonlight is merely reflected sunshine, even the grand white apple of the sky, the cruelest of forbidden fruits, refuses to cast down its borrowed light on Enid. What good is she, a wolf with no howl?
Wednesday, however? Wednesday, a girl who doesn’t turn her back on Enid but rather teaches the young, late blooming wolfie to not only accept, but also stand up for herself. Wednesday, a girl who is from a family already considered an anomaly and thus can understand Enid and her oddities. Wednesday, a girl who loves her in a way that means, “Come as you are, you are already enough. Just turn down that wrenched noise you call music before you do.” Wednesday, her true moon. Wenclair is already as aesthetically Sun & Moon Girlfriends as you can get- we’re talking Bumbleby levels of Sun & Moon aesthetics here- but the sheer POWERMOVE of Enid casting aside the traditional werewolf-moon bond? Of instead choosing her OWN moon in Wednesday, who chose her right back, howless or not?
Your honor, please.
(Extra bonus points: Whispered just below a certain Addams’ breath, words so heavy with reverence they could easily drown a man, a phrase so quietly uttered that Enid knows they’re meant for her and only her, “Mi sol.”)
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The WAY they have backtracked so hard on the Sy*lki romance, its giving me whiplash.
I was counting on it to avoid having any hope for Loki and Mobius. We are gonna get baited again, aren't we? 🧍♂️
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STOP OMGG 36 PAGES OF NEXT HALF OF CH 23 😭😭😭😭
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I left for half a day and this is what I'm fed?
Ugh, scrumdilliumptious.
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