Wednesday Addams Oneshots

Comfort✍️📜

Requested by an anonymous

Autistic Reader

You were never one to really connect well with others emotionally, and you've been that way since you can remember, it was always hard for you to connect with your peers and keep friends, you were diagnosed with Autism at the age of 15, and you found this a relief as well as a disappointment, no one else in your family was autistic, so why were you the only one?

However, when you googled your symptoms you were comforted knowing you weren't the only person to feel the way you do, you weren't the only one who was disconnected from others, obsessing over old or outdated things that no one really cares about, or maybe were over obsessive when it came to fictional characters, having a deep connection with superheroes and fantasy characters alike, you found yourself only being able to communicate if it was about something you enjoyed, especially if it was online.

You adapted an online persona in your younger days, being able to use emoji and emoticons to express yourself without the hassle of forcing yourself to keep eye contact as you never met these people face to face, you finally felt free, and content, which was until your parents decided to enrol you into a new school, they believed that you were lacking proper social skills and took away technology from you.

Nevermore Academy, a school that nurtured freaks and outcasts in order to help them thrive, you originally scoffed at the idea, you were home-schooled for the majority of your education after one incident in public school with your bio-electricity, a kid was told to stay away but being the leader of his group, and unable to have the ability to listen he grabbed you one day, trying to force you to kiss him. So, you smacked him in the face, however, you were unaware of the fact that you had come to supernatural gift-receiving age, having blasted him into the wall and left a burn mark on his face the other kids, including him, ran away screaming.

You were expelled, and surprise, surprise, authorities demanded that you be put in a psych ward, you would've argued, but with your lack of emotion and blunt responses, the police obviously saw you as a sociopath, thankfully a woman by the name Larissa Weems heard about your case and offered you a place at Nevermore, your parents were more than thrilled, having your things packed in less than a week, sending you off to the school.

Conversations with students never lasted long, you were blunt, as well as a stuttering stammering mess in front of strangers, most people would just look lost on what to do when they see you struggle, so you never bothered to reach out to anyone anymore, despite your parents worry for your lack of social group, you found comfort in being alone, you liked doing things on your own terms. You took to tinkering, having a knack for using your hands you started out with small hobbies, knitting, crocheting, painting, and even writing in your spare time, you eventually built up to inventing, and you were great with welding and wood carving, thanks to your father he gave you free lessons and you haven't looked back since.

Unfortunately, you had to room with two other people, Enid Sinclair and Wednesday Addams, they are polar opposites, having their rooms split up on either side leaving to the middle of the room, it was bare and spotless to start out with, and frankly you never liked waking up from the morning sun so you made a few adjustments, you said to the girls they can have their halves back if they didn't mind you having your bed up in the air.

This confused them at first, and to be frank you weren't sure how you were going to put your plan in place but one day whilst they were out you got to work. You put metal poles up, your bio-electricity connecting them so they hovered in the air. You then placed a wooden support system on the poles, thank goodness your father was an inventor as well as a scientist, or you for sure would've ended up falling to the ground, his timing was impeccable, it always was, he enjoyed face timing the family since he figured out how on his iPad, so when he realised what you were up to he assisted you from the device, praising you when you were doing the correct things on your own, it was small moments like these that made you two close, he always let you do things as long as you weren't harming anyone or yourself, of course, you never told your mother, she was a worrier, a fanatic, and she would've dragged you off the ladder in record time with her superhuman speed.