Wednesday Addams knows how to hunt a monster. Some might say she knows how to be one. What she doesn't know is what to do with the girl who isn't. The one who doesn't ask her to change. The one who makes her consider a life that doesn't end in a solitary grave, but in lethal alignment. ────── ࿎࿎❤︎࿎࿎ ────── Josslynn Vale knows how to survive. She has learned when to strike, when to disappear, and how to keep what is hers in a world that has never wanted her whole. Instinct has kept her alive. Solitude has kept her safe. What she doesn't know is how to exist without the constant pull of the tide, or what to do with the girl who makes stillness feel more dangerous, and more necessary, than the hunt. ────── ࿎࿎❤︎࿎࿎ ────── #1 masclesbian #1 sapphic #1 femoc #2 shark #7 addamsfamily #10 wednesdayaddams Season 1 - Complete ꪜ Season 2 - Complete ꪜ I've noticed there are like hardly any Wednesday Addams x masc lesbian OC fics, so this is dedicated to all of us ♡

Y/n, who's a half Vampire and half Werewolf joins the „Nevermore Academy ", a school for outcasts. What happens next when she meets one an energetic, excitable and optimistic teenager Werewolf-Enid Sinclair and her smart,sarcastic and a little-dead-inside, roommate-Wednesday Addams?

25 year old Y/N goes out to celebrate her birthday and meets a older fine women who may be a little to mature for her. After one night alone Y/N can't seem to let her go and fights to keep her attention.

𝘼 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙖 𝙃𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮. 𝘽𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 "𝙂𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝".

The Gods had blessed the Lannisters with twins once, and he would do so once more as Cersei Lannister would give birth to another alongside Joffrey Baratheon. Another boy with secrets already sewn into his heart. One troubled by injustice, yet bound by duty. A lion, born in the skin of a Stag. Would he let his duty bind him, or will he let justice guide his hand? Or shall envy swallow it all!

Everyone knew the Freecss twins. One was bright, fearless, impossible to stop. The other arrived ten steps ahead, bad tea in hand, already certain how it ends. Some monsters roar. Others name what things actually are - and wait for the world to catch up. The problem is what has started naming things back. Currently undergoing a full rewrite. Thank you for your patience!

Elara Sorrengail has always been the rebellion's favorite sunshine girl. Born Tyrrish, raised between Aretia and the Navarre, she grew up with three dangerous boys at her side-Bodhi Durran, Garrick Tavis, and Xaden Riorson. One of the was her best friend. Two of them became her lovers. One of them graduated and became her secret husband. But when the rebellion fell, Elara was torn away from them all. Now she's back at Basgiath, marked, deadly, and done hiding. Her arrival sparks a storm: -Xaden is the Wing Leader who can't afford to break. -Garrick is the second-in-command who still bleeds for her. -Bodhi, her best friend, and chaotic other half. -Violet, her cousin, bonds the dragon whose mate belongs to Xaden... which means Elara's husband has to protect Violet to protect the dragons. (Yeah. Awkward is an understatement.) But Elara didn't come to Basgiath to play nice. She came to reclaim her men, survive the parapet, and earn her place in the Riders Quadrant-not as a Sorrengail, but as a Riorson. And when her signet awakens? It's stronger than anyone expected. Stronger than Violet. Stronger than Xaden. Stronger than Basgiath is ready for. Powerful enough to expose secrets...and destroy anyone who threatens the people she loves. War is coming. Dragons are choosing sides.

Mother, let me tell you a secret Your flowers always died in my hands And I hated being the goddess of spring Something you could never understand And I know how you see me Your broken, corrupted child of light But mother, I wanted pomegranates and death I craved the cruel shadows of the night Mother, the god of the dead loves me He bows before me on his knees He offers me a crown of thorns And calls me his queen And maybe you did love me, mother But he loves me, darkness and all He knew that I was meant for more Than being your silly, fragile doll ---------- "Aren't you afraid of my darkness, cara mia?" Hades asked with mischief in his eyes. "No, mon cher." Persephone replied, "You haven't seen mine yet." OC x OC!Addams Wednesday @madebyrach , 2023

Y/N didn't transfer to Hyakkaou Academy to gamble. He came for peace, good grades, and maybe the vending machines. Instead, he walked into a school ruled by gambling maniacs, sadists in blazers, and a girl with a gambling addiction who won't stop following him. He doesn't play their games. He doesn't care about money. He doesn't even know the rules half the time. But he keeps winning. Somehow. Now the entire student council thinks he's a threat. Yumeko Jabami thinks he's interesting. And Y/N? He just wants to go home. A chaotic, deadpan, and slightly unhinged ride through a world where bluffing is survival-and Y/N is the accidental king of it all.

When a new boy lands in East Highland, everyone notices him: handsome, tattooed and an intense gaze. No one would ever guess that behind his fuckboy aesthetic hides an adorable nerd, raised in poverty, tragedy, and impossible dreams. He just wants to start over, leave behind a painful past, and focus on his goal: getting into MIT. But everything changes on the first day when he crosses paths with Maddy Perez - and that's when the chaos (and chemistry) begins to spark. Where love is born in the darkest places and blooms through glances that say everything. Because sometimes, what starts as a game... ends up being everything you were looking for. ------------------------- Disclaimer: The characters and much of the storyline in this fic are based on HBO's Euphoria. The main character and some secondary characters are original and belong to me. This story explores controversial themes such as drug use and life in marginalized neighborhoods. Many of the situations and settings have been exaggerated for entertainment purposes and are inspired by real events that took place mainly during the 1990s and early 2000s, especially in places like Compton, which at the time was considered a dangerous city. I do not intend to portray the current reality of these environments, as I'm unfamiliar with their present conditions. Therefore, I want to make it clear that this work is entirely fictional and is not meant to reflect the current state of these communities.