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.

𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐈 𝐃'𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑, has always avoided humans. Avoided attachments, avoided everything that reminded her of the life she'll never have. At Nevermore, she is the girl cloaked in silence, hidden behind a parasol, watching the world but never stepping into it. But when she meets Isaac Night, a boy who refuses to let her disappear into the dark, Lorelei begins to question the rules she's lived by. He doesn't see her as fragile or monstrous-he sees her. And for the first time, Lorelei wonders if her voice matters... if love, laughter, and life aren't just human dreams, but something she's allowed to claim for herself.

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