Wednesday: *thoughts* Let's assess, shall we? Bag over my head for optimal disorientation, I believe Y/N has one on his head too.
A person takes the bags off of the duo's head, causing Y/N to kick the person in the stomach, sending him flying to the ground and landing on his stomach as Y/N growled angrily.
Wednesday: *thoughts* Wrists tied tight enough to cut off circulation, and no idea if we're going to live or die. They're stupid if they think a few chains will hold Y/N down.
Y/N: *thoughts* This is definitely our kind of party.
Mysterious voice: Who dares breach our inner sanctum.
Y/N: Of-fucking-course, it would be Bianca-fucking-Barclay.
Wednesday: You can take the mask off, Bianca.
All of the members take their hoods and masks off, revealing Xavier, Ajax, and Kent all having black eyes and bloody noses as everyone else were ok.
Wednesday: *thoughts* And just like that, my hopes were dashed against the rocks of bitter disappointment. My boyfriend and I's foe was no psychotic killer. More like a bunch of high school clowns.
Y/N: I really am starting to get fucking pissed!
Wednesday: Wait, I preferred you with it on.
Y/N chuckled.
Xavier: How did you two get down here?
Wednesday: Rowan showed us.
Just then everyone looked at Y/N who broke the chains off allowing the chains to fall to the ground before the angry wolf pulled out a cigarette and started smoking as everyone including Wednesday had a shocked look on their face, but Wednesday quickly put on her usual cold expression.
Wednesday: Left pocket.
Y/N reached into Wednesday's left pocket and grabbed the picture before pulling it out.
Xavier: I could have grabbed it.
Y/N: Fuck no. Knowing you, you would try to get a feel. Be glad it's only a black eye and bloody nose.
Xavier glared at Y/N before snatching the picture out of Y/N's hand.
Wednesday: We tracked the watermark to the Poe statue.
Xavier was visibly confused as to why there was a guy resembling Y/N standing protectively beside the girl in the picture.
Wednesday: Then we solved the riddle.
Kent: Wait, there's a riddle? I thought we just snapped twice.
Every one of the nightshades shook their head.
Y/N: Do you fucking have brain damage from that right hook during the Poe cup?
Wednesday: Well, aren't you the brightest in the bunch.
Kent glared at Wednesday and Y/N.
Bianca: The Nightshades are an elite social club.
Y/N: Ok, let's skip the bullshit sales pitch we don't fucking want in. You already have a fucking 10-foot pole up your ass, so how about you fucking allow that to join?
Bianca: Question is, what are we gonna do with them? Only members are allowed in this library.
Xavier: I say we invite them to pledge.
Nightshades: What?
Y/N: *thoughts* Did they not fucking hear me?
Xavier: She is a legacy, and we could use the protection in case any non-nightshade comes snooping around.
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The Big Bad Wolverine of Nevermore (Wednesday Addams x Male Reader)
FanfictionHow would the son of the Big Bad Wolverine do away from his hometown and at Nevermore, do his murder mystery? How about you all come find out, and watch as Y/N gets his claws dirty? (I do NOT own anything Wednesday is owned and created by Tim Burton...
