"𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝔀𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓽" Ester Frump, the younger sister of Morticia Addams and Ophelia Frump. She was always close to her 2 older sisters. While attending Nevermore, she meets a boy one night, a boy whose intelligence overshadowed others, a boy that was a star student in every class he took. After a horrible incident, he was the school's urban legend, a tale, a story that still saddens Ester till this day. What if the stories were true? And how did it led up to this? "𝓘𝓼𝓪𝓪𝓬, 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾?" "𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓻𝓲𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓸 𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓔𝓼𝓽..." Pre - Wednesday: ✔️ Wednesday Season 2 : TBC

Taking place when Morticia, Gomez, Larissa, and Isaac went to Nevermore, however, it will lead into when season 2 takes place. (You'll see what I mean.) Also, this is a first draft and obviously going to be written sloppily. I'll go back and edit once finished. Forbidden Romance x Romeo and Juliet type trope --- Lenore Stoker, a vampire from a long line of immortals, attends Nevermore Academy to honor her father's wishes. There, she finds immeasurable amounts of pressure to compete with the outstanding image of her father. Perfection, she requires perfection. Anything less, her father will disapprove of. She's always felt admiration for DaVinci's and their ability to imagine and create some of the world's greatest treasures. She's always wanted more. Nonetheless, academics come first, then extracurriculars, and finally, friends - or connections as her father calls them. Isaac Night, the boy everyone is told to stay away from. A genius DaVinci whose madness may one day get the best of him. Lenore can't help her admiration and captivation. Immediately enticed, she watches him create and craft until one night, he notices.

❝ REWRITING ❞ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ➽ 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐗 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 fame gets stuck in abominable situations. though, the men of night raven college were just slightly more tolerable than the distressing affairs of their insincere family. above all, they didn't expect themselves to be easy to fall in love with throughout the school. ➽ 𝐨𝐜𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 ➽𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 (𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 52) ➽ 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬! ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ © fanfic ➽ -rosehearts © twisted wonderland ➽ disney, yana toboso © cover art: noutennki41

- 𝓘𝓷 𝔀𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓕𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓼 [𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮] [𝓛𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮] 𝓳𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓝𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓡𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓰𝓮, 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓽𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼 [𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮] 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓬 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓾𝓼 𝓓𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓪. 𝓐𝓼 [𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮] 𝓷𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓰𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓵𝓼, 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓼, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼, [𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮] 𝓫𝓸𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓭𝓮𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬 𝓲𝓽𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯. 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓭𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓼, [𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮] 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓪 𝓽𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮.

She's built her life on control, on distance, on never letting anyone close enough to see the cracks that came with her immortality. He's the boy with cold metal where his heart should be, all sharp edges and unreadable eyes, who plays God and cheats death. She tells herself she can resist him. That his silence, his scrutiny, his fascination mean nothing to her and will mean nothing when he's gone. But Isaac Night is a gravity she can't escape-unsettling, relentless, and impossibly magnetic. And as his presence begins to unravel her carefully constructed detachment, she has to face a darker reality that falling in love leads to her ruin. WARNING, THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN THE FOLLOWING: spoilers for Wednesday season 2, horror/dark romance, lowkey dead dove at some parts, toxic relationships/behavior, angst, death, gore, cannibalism(?), graphic situations, swearing, smut, depictions of mental health, mentions/depictions of abuse, and possibly more, i dont do warnings for chapters unless on tumblr I am vendetta0girl on tumblr and iiVantablackii on ao3 (with another user on that site stealing my work smh), I have yet to upload to wattpad yet I lowkey forgot this existed so here we go I'll upload all current parts I have out

After awakening from a coma that spanned years, Y/n, a young outcast, felt as though her entire world had been torn away. Yet, try as she might, she couldn't remember what it was she had lost. Her past was a void. No memories, no names, no faces. Just shadows. The only remnants of the life she once lived were fractured dreams that haunted her sleep and a dull, persistent ache in her chest that never seemed to fade. That ache only deepened when she arrived at Nevermore Academy, a place she felt might help her rediscover who she was. But instead of answers, she found whispers in the halls, watchful eyes, and a sense that something - or someone - was waiting. And as buried secrets begin to claw their way to the surface, she is forced to confront a terrifying truth... Some memories are forgotten for a reason. "𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾" *The writing gets progressively better, I promise* Warnings: . Spoilers for Season 2 Wednesday ofcourse . Gore most likely . Mature/sexual content if you want . Swearing . A heavy dose of trauma . And a very very hot love interest Rankings ( As of Dec 2025): 🥇#1 in Isaacnightxreader 🥇#1 in Slurp 🥇#1 in brains 🥇#1 in tick 🥇#1 in Isaacnight 🥇#1 in gomezaddams 🥇#1 in zombielove Note: Y/n joined Nevermore in year 3, making her 18 years old. I made her this age as, well for me Isaac doesn't look like he would be younger. It's an educated guess. Anyways, rights belong to Tim Burton for the Wednesday Series in Netflix. Ofcourse if you haven't watched season 2 yet then I recommend not reading this until you have, I won't be responsible for spoilers. Y/n's story and the character in general belong to me, I made everything entirely by my lonesome. If there are any similarities to anything then that is purely coincidental. Ok, cool.

Nevermore Academy keeps its secrets well, its stone corridors whispering with the footsteps of generations, its shadows hiding truths too dangerous to name. Celestine Frump arrives at its gates carrying nothing but her wits and an unshakable sense that the world behind these walls is not what it pretends to be. The air bends strangely around her, the past and present twisting in her wake, as though time itself leans closer to listen when she breathes. Isaac Night is Nevermore's golden prodigy: brilliant, charming, and far too clever for anyone's safety. His inventions hum like living things in the dark, and his eyes hold the kind of hunger that makes even the bravest students step aside. But when his gaze fixes on Celestine, fascination becomes something sharper, something that borders on worship, or destruction. Around them, roses wilt overnight, forgotten doors creak open of their own accord, and the storm over Jericho refuses to break. Every choice, every whisper, feels like a thread tightening in a web no one can fully see. There are no heroes in these halls, only secrets masquerading as smiles, and desires that cut deeper than any blade. In this waltz of beauty and ruin, where madness wears the mask of devotion, Celestine and Isaac are drawn toward something inevitable and unseen. The night hums with their names... and it is waiting.

When Demitra Veleska turned up at Nevermore with no memory at all, unannounced, of course everyone has questions, well one girl in particular called Wednesday Addams. But every question and theory is soon diminished by Principal Dort. But when a particular zombie arises from his mythical grave, it seems the questions of Demitra's past answer themselves. wednesday season 2 isaac night x oc

La nuit, quand tout est calme, le laboratoire d'Hawkins se réveille. Au coeur d'un abîme où les masques de monstre et de victime couvrent le même visage ; où tous, y compris les sauveurs, n'échappent pas aux règles qui dictent l'abomination humaine. Une jeune femme hantée de souvenirs qui ne sont pas les siens. Des cauchemars, incessants, qui frappent à la même heure. Un avertissement incompris, une menace ignorée. La nuit, quand tout est calme, les atrocités de son passé reprennent vie. La curiosité est un vilain défaut... 666 aurait mieux fait de s'en souvenir... Stranger things Henry Creel x oc

Dans les couloirs aseptisés du laboratoire Hawkins, les enfants ne portent pas de noms. Ils portent des chiffres. Henry Creel est le Sujet 001. Une anomalie redoutable, façonnée par la perte et le silence. Orpha Brenner est 000. Une présence discrète, brillante, trop humaine pour un monde qui refuse l'humanité. Ils grandissent ensemble, enfermés entre murs blancs et expériences interdites, liés par une compréhension que personne ne remarque - ou ne veut voir. Une romance douce et retenue naît dans l'ombre, faite de silences partagés et de promesses jamais prononcées. Mais Orpha est retirée de l'équation. Henry reste. Et le laboratoire gagne. Des années plus tard, après une fuite qui menace l'équilibre fragile du projet, Orpha est rappelée. Devenue docteure, elle revient sous un nouveau nom, dans un lieu qui n'a jamais cessé de la hanter. Henry est toujours là. Plus fermé. Plus dangereux. Mais pas brisé. Leur retrouvailles nocturnes réveillent une vérité que le docteur Brenner a toujours refusée : certaines constantes ne peuvent être supprimées. ⚠️ L'histoire m'appartient mais pas les pesonnages (sauf Orpha)