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The Music In Her Heart (Isadora Capri x Female Y/N) by VelvetQuill_
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19-year-old Y/N L/N arrives at Nevermore Academy, stepping into her first year as a second year student, a role that feels like it had already been cast before her arrival. At first, things seemed normal, settling in, just trying to live the day to day life of an ordinary student. Drawn by haunting piano notes, Y/N crossed paths with the beautiful music teacher, Isadora Capri, whose presence lingers like a song stuck in your head. What began as fascination slowly deepens into something more. As she begins to find her place within the academy, shadows from the past stir. Whispers of her mother's mysterious disappearance resurface, knitting themselves into her new life. When strange occurrences begin to unravel around her, Y/N realized this year would be far more than ordinary. After all, what could possibly go wrong? Best Rankings: #1 billiepiper #1 mscapri #1 capri #1 isadoracapri #3 wednesdayaddams #7 theaddamsfamily #11 teacherandstudent --------------------- Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to any of the characters except Y/N (main character), all rights go to Netflix and Tim Burton.
When Midnight Hits by entityexisting
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*Isadora Capri fanfic* Probs not accurate to Wednesday lore but in my opinion Wednesday isn't accurate to the original Addams Family universe so... If you're reading this, I'm losing my mind. Not enemies to lovers but they don't really like each other at first.
𝑰𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒂 𝑪𝒂𝒑𝒓𝒊 -  𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕 by rvd_bby
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crawling back to you.
Her silence, my gravity. by milfsforlife_0
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At Nevermore Academy, silence speaks louder than words. I never meant to stay behind after class, but something about Ms. Isadora Capri kept me tethered to the shadows of her presence. She wasn't like the others-her gaze was a kind of gravity, her voice a quiet storm. What began as lingering glances and unspoken understanding soon grew into something I couldn't ignore. A connection unnamed, dangerous, and impossible to escape. This is not a story of light. It's a story of darkness, obsession, and the kind of bond that can either save you-or ruin you completely. #isadoracapri #wednesday