Wednesday Addams Oneshots

Love At First Sight

Requested by anonymous

Request: Would you mind writing a scene in which Wednesday moves to Nevermore and the reader instantly falls in love with her when Enid introduces her the reader can relate to Wednesday's vulnerability issues because they used to feel the same Wednesday finds herself falling in love with the reader as she befriends her and gradually teaches her that having feelings is okay

A/N: I've based this off the red string theory as I think it's adorable. 
You are also a siren in this Oneshot.

What is the Red String Theory?: The Red String Theory, also known as Red Thread Of Fate, is a belief from East Asian Folklore. According to this theory, the gods tie an invisible red string around the ankles (or little fingers) of those destined to meet or help each other in some way. 

Wednesday's POV

Arriving at Nevermore I wasn't put off by its bland, yet sturdy-looking appearance. The school wasn't of a modern design, which was to my tastes, yet I could see the students walking around in a dark purple coloured uniform, making my eyes roll a little with a small scoff of annoyance at the fact there was no escaping the foolish 'joys' of colour, even at my new school.

My mother and father had both tried to assure me that I would enjoy my time here. An inaccurate theory based on their reminiscent feelings tied down to this Academy, such weakness already shown by them and we hadn't even stepped a foot out of the hearse.

'Morons.'

I thought bitterly to myself as I briskly shoved past my younger, insistent imbecile of a brother out of the vehicle, once my footing was firm on the ground, I already began to make my way up the stairs with my arms folded over my chest. Yet my parents had to stop me from obtaining my freedom, even though it was so close within my reach to go on and on about how much this missed Nevermore and how badly they were waiting to hear my journey on this.

Timeskip

I followed my parents and the principal to my dorm. My hopes of having a room to myself were not in my favour, as the academy had a stupid buddy system. To my horror, the entire room was... dare I even think it, say it, admit it... colourful.

Then on top of that, my new roommate was so... cheery, bright, and friendly, she was away to pull me in for a hug, the worst kind of attack in my opinion, they are suffocating and nauseating, just the very thought of it makes me sick.

... and not in a fun way.

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I was taking the usual one hour out of my evening to write my horror novel. I had been doing this routine since I came here, it shouldn't be that hard for my roommate Sinclair to remember, yet for some annoyingly irritating reason she keeps managing to interrupt me.

Does she not know I have my focus set on the newest murder cases popping up in Jericho? I don't have time to be nicey-nicey with her chums for friends. Although there were a select few tolerable ones, the main one being Y/n L/n, a siren who wasn't too concerned about her popularity, but also wasn't a pushover when it came to other people's opinions.

She seemed to carry enough brain cells for common sense and didn't bother me much, if she was invited over to the dorm to hang out she would always speak in a softer tone as she didn't need to raise her voice unlike my perky roommate, and she was quite capable of calming the werewolf down before I got too ticked off and used my words of venom on the blonde.