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The Nevermore courtyard was eerily silent, frost clinging to the edges of Enid's pastel sweater as she clutched the torn edges of a letter. The ink had bled from rain-Wednesday's precise, razor-sharp script now smudged into ghosts of words. "By the time you read this, I'll be across the continent." Enid's claws unsheathed, puncturing the paper. She could still smell the faint trace of Wednesday's bergamot and gunpowder scent on it. Flashback: Three nights prior. Wednesday had pinned her against the velvet drapes of their dorm, fingers tangled in Enid's gold-streaked hair. "Listen to me, cara mia," she'd hissed, breath hot against Enid's throat. "If they come for me, you run. You live." Enid had laughed, sharp and broken. "You're such a hypocrite. You'd burn the world for me but won't let me-" Wednesday silenced her with a kiss that tasted like blood and desperation. Present. Enid's phone buzzed-a new message from an unknown number. A single lyric from that song they'd slow-danced to in the crypts: "Baby, I would die for you, yeah." The werewolf bared her fangs at the full moon. "Oh, mon petit cauchemar," she whispered to the wind. "You idiot. I'm coming to die with you." - Note: This collection contains adult themes, including smutty encounters, angsty emotions and tender moments. Recommended for mature readers only.
wednesday preferences (season one)
[COMPLETED] wednesday preferences (season one) includes: wednesday addams, enid sinclair tyler galpin, xavier thorpe rowan laslow, & ajax petropolus 12/2/22 - 1/6/23Complete
"𝔖𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔖𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔗𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔢𝔡𝔶" Wednesday X Male Reader
[Wednesday x Male Reader] Twelve years before Wednesday got sent to Nevermore, she met a boy just like her, who understands her, the only one who could love her.
The Sun and The Moon (Wenclair)
When going on a two week vacation with her family, Enid Sinclair invites her roommate, Wednesday. Wednesday sees this as a perfect escape from her torturously affectionate family; but little does she know... she's about to receive an entirely new kind of affection... one that she isn't so sure of yet.Complete
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Male Wednesday x Female Reader Based on the Netflix TV Series: Wednesday (Y/n) = Your Name (L/n) = Last Name (H/l) = Hair Length (H/c) = Hair Color (E/c) = Eye Color (S/c) = Skin Color (F/c) = Favorite Color I OWN NOTHING!!! ALL RIGHTS GO TO NETFLIX!!!
Dancing in the Dark
Wednesday Addams x (fem) reader Y/n is a Geokinesis. Which means you had control over plants, rocks, and anything to do with the earth. Basically a human Groot. You are best friends with Enid Sinclair, a light, courful, fuzzy werewolf. Your life is perfect, until Wednesday Addams comes to town. (I will be using She/Her pronouns for this story, depending on how things go I will use other pronouns in other books)Complete
Kiss Me Forever
Wednesday discovers she's infected with a parasite... but it's not quite a parasitic as she realises... and what does this have to do with the werewolves, and is it directly linked to what happened last Friday with Enid?...Complete
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Enid Sinclair x Fem!Reader x Wednesday Addams A curse. That's what Wednesday felt like to Y/n. A curse that she never wanted to get rid of. A deadly curse that hurt, burned, and left nothing behind once it was through. Going to Nevermore to follow her curse could be the best or the worst thing Y/n could have done. Following her curse gave her a cure. Enid Sinclair. Everyone is 16+ in this book.
The Nevermore courtyard was eerily silent, frost clinging to the edges of Enid's pastel sweater as she clutched the torn edges of a letter. The ink had bled from rain-Wednesday's precise, razor-sharp script now smudged into ghosts of words. "By the time you read this, I'll be across the continent." Enid's claws unsheathed, puncturing the paper. She could still smell the faint trace of Wednesday's bergamot and gunpowder scent on it. Flashback: Three nights prior. Wednesday had pinned her against the velvet drapes of their dorm, fingers tangled in Enid's gold-streaked hair. "Listen to me, cara mia," she'd hissed, breath hot against Enid's throat. "If they come for me, you run. You live." Enid had laughed, sharp and broken. "You're such a hypocrite. You'd burn the world for me but won't let me-" Wednesday silenced her with a kiss that tasted like blood and desperation. Present. Enid's phone buzzed-a new message from an unknown number. A single lyric from that song they'd slow-danced to in the crypts: "Baby, I would die for you, yeah." The werewolf bared her fangs at the full moon. "Oh, mon petit cauchemar," she whispered to the wind. "You idiot. I'm coming to die with you." - Note: This collection contains adult themes, including smutty encounters, angsty emotions and tender moments. Recommended for mature readers only.
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