Wednesday Addams Oneshots

The Love Potion Fiasco ✍️📜

Thanks to @Browser 95 for the idea at the end, even though I changed it slightly ;)

Also the original of this had 3 parts, but I have rewritten is so that was no longer needed.

Warnings: Smut and mentions of blood
Wednesday's POV 

I'm sitting at my desk, clicking the keys on my typewriter as I work on the third book of my novel. I only stop for a brief second when I hear the door unlock but begin again when I catch the familiar footsteps of my lover, Y/n. She places her bag on the rack, taking her shoes off and replacing them with her spider slippers that she made me get a matching pair with, at least it wasn't something ridiculous like a unicorn, but still, knowing she wore them all the time in the dorm still made me smile inwardly. 

I can hear her shuffle up behind me, peering over my shoulder as her hands place themselves on the back of my chair, not wanting to disrupt me with any affection, she waits patiently until I finish my paragraph and lean back in my chair cracking my knuckles with a content sigh, and when I have backed away from my hunched over position her arms immediately curl around the front of my neck, pushing herself closer to kiss my right temple, "Hello love," she greets me quietly, her voice soothing to my soul as I rest the back of my head against her shoulder. 

"Hello Cara," I speak quietly, "How was the shop?" I questioned her on her family's business, Y/n was the daughter of a well-known witch who used to be a student in Nevermore next to my mother and father. Her mother ran a potions and charms shop, it was mainly popular during Valentine's as she made tons of good luck charms as well as aphrodisiacs in order to help customers seem more attractive towards their desired crush. I had visited it quite a few times and was pleased to see that her mother also dabbled in the darker arts, such as voodoo, and visions and even sold cursed items. 

"It was a slow day, but my mother has asked me to make a few more aphrodisiacs as Valentine's is next month and she wants to be ahead, even though she already has enough love potions and such in stock," she murmurs in my ear before rubbing her nose against my cheek to place a small kiss on my skin afterwards. 

"Hmm, I see," I hum in acknowledgement, placing my hands on her arms to run my thumbs along her sleeves, "Remember to drink your supplements," I remind her sweetly, looking at her.

"Oh yes, thank you, darling," she says gratefully for the reminder as she gives me a small squeeze before letting go of me, "I'll be busy in the workroom, just knock if you need me," she tells me fondly. 

"Will do Ma Chere," I reply, feeling her let go of me as she walks into her 'potions making room', leaving me alone to continue with my novel, a small smile on my face as I can still smell her perfume faintly in the air. 

My girlfriend took immense pride in her studies of Hexes and Spells and would often show me the results of her work, one of the many reasons I was drawn to her in the first place as I had never seen a magic user too enthused by their abilities, many witches were in covens. They would prefer to cast spells and such in private away from the eyes of the public. Still, when she learned of my parents and how they had a friendship with her mother, she instantly liked me. It was a little weird at first as she reminded me of my previous roommate Enid, just quieter and more reserved, but once she had her mind set on something she was determined to go all the way through with it. 

I could hear her shuffling around in the other room despite the door being closed, not going back to my writing until I heard the uncorking of the supplement bottle for her energy replenishment, satisfied to know she had followed through on my reminder. 

Y/n's POV 

I look through the cabinets of potions, all labelled and organised to a T as I pick up the familiar round glass bottle, the labelled was neatly written 'ℭ𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔈𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔤𝔶', being someone of magical properties meant I can cast spells as well as curses with just the power in my body, but that also meant overtime, depending on how many I cast, or used, I would feel drained and sleepy, so I needed to take these pick me ups regularly. The best way to describe these to a human was by comparing it to being diabetic, if I were to take a small sugary sweet from time to time to raise my sugar levels I wouldn't pass out.