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lust (6) 𖤐 wednesday addams

i don’t even know what this is, sorry, i’ll try to complete this i swear xnxnybcbbxbyncn

𖤐 wednesday addams x vampire!reader (she/her - but imagine any pronouns you want) 𖤐

y/n's internal turmoil persisted as they left the shop, wednesday leading the way with an air of indifference. the vampire girl trailed behind, her thoughts a chaotic storm of guilt and longing. the streets were cloaked in shadows, mirroring the complexities within her.

wednesday, seemingly unfazed, spoke with her monotone voice, "your emotions threaten our harmony. control them, or you'll jeopardize what we've built."

y/n nodded, though the weight of remorse hung heavily on her shoulders. the night unfolded with an eerie calm, and their journey led them through dimly lit alleys and secluded corners of the city. as they walked, wednesday's stoic demeanor began to crack, revealing a flicker of concern beneath.

"you need to understand, y/n," wednesday finally broke her silence, "our bond is unique, but it can't survive the chaos of unchecked desires. balance is crucial."

her words resonated, and y/n found herself torn between the conflicting forces within her – the insatiable hunger of her vampiric nature and the growing sense of loyalty towards wednesday. the darkness around them seemed to amplify the internal struggle, creating a surreal backdrop to their complicated - if you could call it - situationship.

silence lingered for a while before y/n cautiously spoke, "i never asked for this. for these urges. it's overwhelming."

wednesday stopped, turning to face her with an intensity that cut through the night. "life, or rather, undeath, seldom grants us what we ask for. we must learn to navigate the unexpected. embrace it, control it, or be consumed by it."

the vampire girl's gaze met wednesday's, a silent acknowledgment of the truth in her words. with a nod, they continued their journey, delving deeper into the shadows that concealed both the city and the intricacies of their connection.

as the night wore on, Wednesday led y/n to a decrepit mansion concealed behind centuries-old trees. It was a place seemingly forgotten by time, a perfect sanctuary for creatures of the night. the air inside the mansion felt heavy with history, and y/n couldn't help but wonder about wednesday's past.

"i found this place not long ago, do not ask why. it’s a mystery for me, every corner of this mansion holds a story," wednesday remarked, her eyes distant, "but some stories are best left untold."

in that moment, y/n felt a pang of empathy. she realized that wednesday, for all her enigmatic composure, carried burdens that transcended the supernatural. as they explored the mansion, the vampire girl couldn't escape the feeling that understanding wednesday was the key to unraveling the complexities of their bond.

they entered a dimly lit room adorned with ancient tapestries, its walls whispering secrets of times long gone. wednesday broke the silence, her tone softer than usual, "i may seem indifferent, y/n, but loyalty and understanding are the threads that bind me to those i choose."

y/n's gaze lingered on wednesday, a newfound appreciation blossoming within her. the mansion's echoes seemed to amplify the unspoken connection between them. it was a dance of shadows and secrets, a delicate interplay that defied conventional understanding.

as they settled in a room, wednesday spoke again, "our journey is one of self-discovery, of embracing the darkness within without succumbing to its chaos. i've chosen you as a companion in this exploration, but you must choose to walk this path with me." her face got closer to y/n, making her blush.

y/n absorbed wednesday's words, a profound realization dawning upon her. the mansion became a metaphorical labyrinth, each twist and turn representing the challenges that lay ahead. the vampire girl knew that embracing her vampiric nature didn't mean forsaking her humanity; it meant finding equilibrium.

and y/n the asshole, in the most intimate conversation thought, ‘if i lean a bit closer…’.

wednesday look at y/n with the most unreadable expression and then…

GIVE ME IDEAS HOW THIS SHOULD CONTINUE THANKS BYE

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lust (5)𖤐 wednesday addams

i apologize for being away for so long, exams are killing me every time. but good things are coming!!!

𖤐 wednesday addams x vampire!reader (she/her - but imagine any pronouns you want) 𖤐 jealous reader, bloodlust 𖤐

the vampire girl and wednesday addams continued to navigate their complex bond, exploring the realms of darkness and light that intertwined within them. 

one fateful evening, as she approached weathervane, she caught sight of wednesday and tyler engaging in a conversation. it seemed that tyler was blushing, being his shy self around wednesday. a pang of jealousy surged through y/n, fueled by the deep-rooted possessiveness that sometimes accompanied her vampiric nature. y/n's eyes narrowed, her fangs threatening to pierce the delicate skin of her lower lip as her anger began to swell.

y/n's jealousy coursed through her veins, clouding her judgment and awakening a familiar bloodlust. the dark desire to claim what she perceived as rightfully hers overwhelmed her senses, threatening to send her spiraling into a frenzy. in that moment, her eyes locked on tyler's pulsating neck, her instincts screaming to take what she wanted. 

so she walked into the shop, breathing heavily, talking rather calmly, “oh my, oh my. tyler galpin in flesh. you’re at work, do what you’re supposed to do instead of talking to a wednesday who clearly feels disgust listening to you.”

wednesday looked confused, this was the first time she saw you looking calm but terrifying at the same time.

“y/n… why don’t you just be quiet for a moment? go somewhere else, eat something, you clearly need it. you look unhealthy.” he smirked (he thought he ate). 

“galpin, that’s what my father used to say. but he meant it like this-” as you said it, you lunged towards him at full speed, eyes bloody red, fangs prepared to bite through his neck.

just as she prepared to give in to her rage, wednesday, ever perceptive, sensed the shift in the atmosphere. with a sudden and assertive motion, she stepped between y/n and tyler, effectively blocking the vampire's line of sight.

"stop," wednesday's voice carried a warning tone. "you and i have nothing going on, i don’t understand why you are acting this way. remember who you are, y/n. better lock him somewhere for example, then we can talk." she said and y/n could swear she saw a flash of smile.

the weight of wednesday's words hung heavily in the air, slicing through y/n's anger with a sobering clarity. she found herself caught between the fury of her jealousy and the loyalty she felt toward wednesday, whose presence had become an anchor in her existence.

taking a step back, y/n's bloodlust began to subside. she recognized the truth in wednesday's words, the need to rise above base desires and honor the unique bond they shared. regaining control over her impulses, she looked at wednesday, a mixture of gratitude and remorse etched on her face.

"i... i apologize," y/n finally spoke, her voice tinged with no emotion. 

"i allowed… thoughts to cloud my judgment. you're right, wednesday. i shouldn't let my desires harm others, at least not in here." y/n said and wednesday's stern expression softened, but she would never admit it. 

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helloooo, i’m accepting requests for wednesday:

wednesday addams

enid sinclair

xavier thorpe

tyler galpin

larrisa weems

ajax petropolus

yoko tanaka

i’m eagerly waiting for your ideas!

bye.

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lust (4)𖤐 wednesday addams

𖤐 wednesday addams x vampire!reader (she/her - but imagine any pronouns you want) 𖤐 reader realising what she feels for wednesday, bloodlust 𖤐

underneath the pale glow of the moon, a clandestine encounter unfolded between wednesday addams and y/n. the night air was laced with a sense of forbidden longing, and the two found themselves drawn together by an irresistible force.

with trepidation and anticipation swirling in the air, wednesday and y/n found themselves standing in the shadowed embrace of garden of the Nevermore Academy. the moon cast an ethereal light upon their faces, illuminating the unspoken desire that had ignited between them.

y/n's heart raced as she dared to break the invisible barrier that had kept them apart. their eyes locked, and in that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the magnetic pull between them. a shared understanding passed between wednesday and y/n, a recognition of the emotions that had silently unfolded.

in the hushed silence, y/n reached out, her hand trembling ever so slightly, and cupped wednesday's cheek, the coolness of her skin sending shivers down their spine. wednesday's dark eyes glimmered with a mix of vulnerability and longing, mirroring the emotions that y/n had so desperately tried to deny.

the tension between them escalated, their bodies drawn closer by an unseen gravitational force. in that suspended moment, their lips finally met — a collision of conflicting emotions and suppressed desires.

the kiss was soft and gentle, a meeting of souls hidden beneath layers of animosity. the moon bore witness as their lips moved in perfect synchrony, an unspoken confession of the feelings they had both tried to bury. the world seemed to stand still, allowing them to immerse themselves in this stolen moment of passion and vulnerability.

as their lips parted, a breathless silence settled between them, their gazes locked once more. in that lingering moment, the weight of their unspoken truths hung in the air, mingling with the tender affection that had blossomed between wednesday and y/n.

the moonlight continued to bathe them, casting a spell upon their intertwined destinies. it was a moment that defied logic, a forbidden connection that defied the boundaries of their worlds. they both knew that this encounter would forever alter the course of their lives, setting in motion a path fraught with challenges, but brimming with the promise of an extraordinary love, and…

*beep* *beep*

y/n woke up from her dream in utter shock, not knowing what happened or if it was real. that is until flashbacks come crashing at her.

“i think there's some tension between you and wednesday"

“romantic tension”

”there's a certain energy between you”

“there's also this spark of attraction”

“you two have been hiding your feelings”

“spark”

“feelings”

“tension”

“romantic tension”

“wait but- i can’t-“ y/n stopped, air leaving her lungs not allowing her to continue.

goosebumps ran over her body, her fangs weren’t much helping, creating a toothache.

confusion and turmoil consumed y/n as she grappled with her conflicting emotions. how could she harbor affection for someone she had long considered their nemesis? her once rock-solid convictions began to crumble, and a new truth emerged — she were falling for wednesday addams.

fangs now fully out, y/n didn’t know what’s happening, other than her realizing her feelings, but that wasn’t important right now.

she couldn’t express what she was feeling right now because of the pain that was leaving her entire body in numbness.

her eyes turning red, her own saliva filling her mouth as she smelled a prey in the distance, so she ran as fast as she could so no one could see her or hear her. she was faster than the light, sound or anything else in this existence.

she knew she couldn't feed on humans, but the temptation was sometimes too strong to resist. now, she found herself on the brink of losing it until…

as wednesday stood against the wall, her usual composure faltered for a moment. she could sense an intense presence approaching, an alluring force that she couldn't resist. it was y/n, consumed by her bloodlust and drawn to wednesday's unique essence.

as y/n pressed wednesday against the wall, her fangs bared, a mixture of desire and hunger danced in her eyes. but in that crucial moment, something unexpected happened. wednesday's piercing gaze met the y/n's intense stare, and a flicker of realization crossed the vampire's face.

a surge of conflicting emotions rushed through y/n's veins, battling against the primal urge to feed. the familiar darkness inside her collided with a newfound spark of humanity. images of the addams family's unwavering loyalty and peculiar charm flashed in her mind, challenging the nature of her existence.

in that brief pause, wednesday, never one to shy away from danger, placed a hand against y/n's cheek. the touch was gentle yet grounding, reminding the vampire of a forgotten sense of connection. their eyes locked, sharing a silent understanding.

with each passing moment, y/n's bloodlust waned, replaced by a profound curiosity and a yearning for something beyond hunger. she realized that in this vulnerable state, she had nearly succumbed to her primal instincts, ready to harm someone who had unexpectedly captivated her heart.

reluctantly, y/n released her grip, stepping back to regain control over her impulses. wednesday, always intrigued by the unknown, tilted her head slightly. she noticed the inner struggle the vampire faced, sensing a bond formed in that intense encounter.

“i nearly killed you.” y/n said in utter shock. she always dreamed of killing wednesday, but from now on, she would rather be pierced by thousands of wooden stick than existing without wednesday breathing.

“i apologize for my bad actions, i wasn’t planning on doing this and i would very much appreciate keeping this just between us,” y/n said and wednesday was surprised by the vampire’s words. she never talked like that. why does she sound so mature?

“i accept your apology. i will keep this scenario a secret.” wednesday continued, “but if you do this again, i guarantee you, i will grab the nearest thing and stick it into your heart repeatedly.”

y/n smiled, relief washing over her.

if it brings you joy, i would let you stab me millions of times only to see you smile for the first time.

but y/n never said that out loud.

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lust (3)𖤐 wednesday addams

𖤐 wednesday addams x vampire!reader (she/her - but imagine any pronouns you want) 𖤐 ANGST reader and wednesday being enemies, sneaky enid 𖤐

enid's sleepover was in full swing, with girls chatting and laughing as they snacked on pizza and popcorn. wednesday and y/n were both in attendance, but they were pointedly avoiding each other, their rivalry simmering just beneath the surface.

as the night wore on, enid suggested they play truth or dare, and the girls eagerly agreed. wednesday rolled her eyes as the game started, feeling like it was beneath her. y/n, on the other hand, was excited to have a chance to show off her adventurous side.

it wasn't long before wednesday was dared to perform a spooky ritual in the backyard, while y/n was dared to sneak into the boys' dormitory and steal a pair of boxers. the two girls exchanged a tense look as they realized they'd be crossing paths on their respective missions.

as wednesday headed out into the darkness, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear. she was used to the supernatural, but the thought of being caught by the other girls or worse, y/n, made her uneasy, but she was sure she would kill her and dismembered the body if it ever happened. she crept through the bushes, the moon casting eerie shadows on the ground.

meanwhile, y/n had made it to the boys' dormitory and was carefully sneaking around, trying to find an unlocked window. she heard a rustling noise and froze, heart pounding. suddenly, wednesday emerged from the shadows, her eyes glinting in the moonlight.

the two girls stood there, staring at each other, a silent challenge passing between them. y/n’s hand went to her pocket, ready to pull out a flashlight or a weapon if necessary. wednesday's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with a thousand potential spells and curses.

for a moment, they just stood there, the tension between them palpable. finally, enid's voice broke the spell. "hey, what took you so long? you're missing all the fun!"

wednesday and y/n quickly composed themselves, pretending that nothing had happened. but as the night wore on, they found themselves drawn back to each other, unable to resist the magnetic pull of their rivalry. they traded barbs and insults, their eyes locked in a heated stare.

as the sleepover drew to a close, the two girls parted ways, both feeling a strange mixture of animosity and attraction. they knew that they were enemies, but there was something about the tension between them that they couldn't quite resist.

the morning after the sleepover, wednesday and y/n were both feeling a bit off. they sat across from each other at the breakfast table, nursing cups of coffee and muffins, avoiding eye contact.

enid and the other girls chatted cheerfully around them, but wednesday and y/n were quiet. finally, y/n spoke up. "you know, wednesday, i don't understand why we have to be enemies. we could be at peace if we accepted each other."

wednesday raised an eyebrow. "and what makes you think i would want to accept you and breathe the same air as you? you're nothing but a stupid, theoretically dead monster."

y/n felt hurt. that’s what her mother used to say. and it was true. she was theoretically dead, but she was alive more than ever too. "you don't know anything about me, psycho."

"and you don't know anything about me," wednesday shot back. "you think i'm just some weirdo who likes black clothes and spooky stories. but i have powers that you could never imagine."

y/n rolled her eyes. "powers? please. you're just trying to be edgy."

"i am not," wednesday insisted. "i have been studying the occult for years, and i know things that would make your head spin."

enid and the other girls looked on nervously as the argument continued to escalate. finally, enid spoke up. "guys, can't we all just get along? we're all friends here, right?"

but wednesday and y/n were beyond reasoning with. they stood up, knocking their chairs over. "no, we are not friends," wednesday declared. "we will never be friends."

y/n nodded firmly. "and i'm going to make sure everyone knows it."

with that, the two girls stormed out of the room. the other girls looked at each other in dismay, wondering if the tension between wednesday and y/n would ever be resolved.

but enid was a clever girl. she had a plan and that involved solving y/n’s and wednesday’s problem. to make them fall in love. in enid’s words ’they would make a good couple’.

“you know, i have to tell you something. i think there's some tension between you and wednesday."

y/n looked at her in false surprise. "what? you’re kidding,” and started laughing at her own ”joke”.

enid looked at her with a cold stare, not feeling like laughing, “romantic tension.”

y/n stopped smiling immediately, not believing what her friend just said. “you can’t be serious, enid sinclair. no way in hell or heaven. we can barely stand to be in the same room together,” but she knew enid too well so she asked, “what are you planning this time?”

enid grinned, “hear me out. i've been observing you two for a while now, and i've noticed that there's a certain energy between you. you bicker and argue, but there's also this spark of attraction there. i think you two have been hiding your feelings for each other for a long time."

y/n felt a disgusting flutter in her chest at the idea of wednesday having feelings for her. but she also felt a sense of apprehension. "even if that's true, what am i supposed to do about it? i can’t just magically start being her best friend or what."

enid smiled knowingly. "i'm not saying you have to suddenly be best friends. i mean, i’m the only best friend you can get,” she joked, “but maybe you could try to see her in a different light. maybe there's more to wednesday than just being your point of dislike. maybe you could try to get to know her better and see if there's a chance for something more."

and y/n thought about enid's words. she really thought about it. it was true that she had always seen wednesday as an annoying thorn in her side. but maybe there was more to her than that. maybe there was a chance for something unexpected and exciting.

"thanks, enid," y/n said, smiling. "but i think it’s better the way it is now."

or is it?

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lust (2)𖤐 wednesday addams

𖤐 wednesday addams x vampire!reader (she/her - but imagine any pronouns you want) 𖤐 ANGST reader and wednesday being enemies, childish behavior istg it's getting annoying 𖤐

tension had been brewing between them for weeks. it all came to a head one day when they found themselves alone in the library of their prestigious school.

wednesday was perusing a book on the occult, while y/n was trying to study for a herbology exam. the silence was interrupted when wednesday scoffed and muttered under her breath, "you are hopeless."

y/n bristled at the comment and retorted, "at least i'm trying to learn something useful. what are you going to do with your knowledge of the occult? summon a demon like the one you are?"

wednesday shot her a withering glare. "better than being a mindless drone like you, blindly following the herd."

"that's rich coming from the girl who wears black every day and mopes around like one of my kind. i actually fit in, you are the weird one," y/n fired back.

wednesday stood up, her eyes blazing with anger. "i have a rich and complex inner life that you could never understand. you're just a shallow conformist who cares more about fitting in than anything else."

y/n felt her blood boil. "at least I have friends who actually like me, unlike you, who scares everyone away with your creepy demeanor."

wednesday's fists clenched at her sides. "i don't need friends. i have my family, who understand me better than anyone. i don’t need you, blood sucking hirudo."

"your family is weird and dysfunctional," y/n spat out. "no wonder you're so messed up."

wednesday took a step forward, her face inches away from y/n's. "you don't know anything about my family or me. you're just a pathetic little girl who doesn't know how to think for herself."

y/n's eyes narrowed. "at least i'm not afraid of failure."

wednesday's eyes widened in fury, and she raised her hand to slap y/n. but just as her hand was about to connect, the school librarian burst into the room, breaking up the fight.

the two girls glared at each other one last time before storming off in opposite directions, their rivalry more intense than ever.

the tension between them had reached a boiling point by the time they sat down for lunch with their friends, enid and yoko.

as they ate their meals, wednesday couldn't help but make a snarky comment about y/n's latest math test score. "looks like someone needs to study harder," she said, smirking.

y/n glared at her. "i don't need your advice, wednesday. i'll get a better score next time."

wednesday raised an eyebrow. "sure, keep telling yourself that. i'll still be ahead of you."

enid and yoko exchanged uncomfortable glances, sensing the tension between the two. they tried to steer the conversation towards more neutral topics, but y/n and wednesday were too focused on each other.

as they finished their meals, wednesday couldn't resist taking one final jab at y/n. "you know, maybe you should switch to a different school. clearly, you can't keep up with the competition here."

that was the last straw for y/n. she stood up, her face red with anger, fangs coming out. "i'm sick of your constant insults, wednesday. you may be ahead of me now, but i'll catch up eventually. and unlike you, i won't have to put other people down to feel good about myself.

wednesday stood up as well, equally furious. "you think you're so much better than me? you're just a little pathetic vampire. you'll never be as good as me."

enid and yoko tried to intervene, but the two rivals were too focused on each other. their argument escalated, with insults flying back and forth. it was clear that they had reached a point of no return.

finally, enid and yoko managed to pull them apart. "that's enough, both of you!" enid said, her voice firm. "you're both acting like children. this is getting out of hand."

y/n and wednesday glared at each other, their breathing heavy. it was clear that their rivalry was far from over.

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lust 𖤐 wednesday addams

𖤐 wednesday addams x vampire!reader (gn!reader - i think i didn't use any specific pronouns, correct me if i'm wrong) 𖤐 ANGST reader and wednesday being enemies 𖤐

you had never been a fan of wednesday addams. from the moment you met her, you found her cold, distant, and downright creepy. she seemed to take pleasure in the macabre and morbid, and you couldn't understand why anyone would want to be around her.

one day, you found yourself paired with wednesday for a school project. you tried to hide your disappointment, but as soon as you started working with her, you knew it was going to be a long and unpleasant experience.

wednesday was rude, dismissive, and seemed to take pleasure in making your life difficult. she criticized every idea you had, shot down every suggestion, and refused to listen to any of your opinions.

as the project progressed, the tension between you and wednesday grew. you found yourself resenting her more and more, and you couldn't understand why anyone would want to be friends with someone so cold and unfeeling.

the breaking point came when wednesday suggested a plan for the project that you knew was destined to fail. you tried to explain your concerns, but she brushed you off and insisted that her plan was the best option.

frustrated and fed up, you finally snapped. "why are you so insistent on doing things your way?" you demanded. "do you think you're better than everyone else?"

wednesday's eyes flashed with anger. "i don't care what you think of me," she spat. "i don't need your approval or anyone else's. i know who i am, and i don't need your validation."

you glared at wednesday, feeling a surge of anger and frustration. you couldn't stand the way she seemed to think she was better than everyone else. you hated her...

...or did you?

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what difference does it make (4) ♡ max mayfield

♡ [you tell her everything you feel towards her, but her reaction surprises you]

warnings: none?

♡ max mayfield x fem!reader (she/her)

♡ part 3

“i’ll just- you know” steve said as he pointed at the door. you nodded, awkwardly shifting on your feet.

“i- we- i’m dying,” you said as you avoided her eyes, “and max, god how do i say this? i’m so so sorry i didn’t tell you. we would talk again, we would be best friends again. and now we don’t have much time, i ruined it, like always.” you started to tear up, finally glancing at the girl.

“what? but- h-how do you know?” her voice was barely audible and her tears started to fall. your heart shattered at the sight.

“headaches, nightmares, zoning out. i just know it, i feel it. and i know i’m supposed to die tomorrow so good luck with finding a solution because i already gave up.” you sighed as you looked at your feet, avoiding her completely.

“we will save you. i will save you.”

♡

you were looking for your favorite redhead, you were gonna confess again, you were gonna explain your feelings. you were ready to let it finally out.

“max! max. hi.” you said breathlessly as you finally found her, confused.

“hi?”

“i feel it coming. he’s close and i can’t give you just a letter. i want to say it by myself so i can die in peace or whatever. so please sit with me so i can do this.” she nodded and you both sat on a bed. you took a big breath as you looked at your letter, trying to figure out how to start.

“dear maxine mayfield, well, you hate it when someone calls you maxine, but i think it’s the most beautiful name i’ve ever heard.” your eyes shifting between her eyes and your letter.

“i’m so so so happy that you were- are my friend, best friend, and finally a crush. to be honest, i’m not really surprised that it’s you who had caught my eye. your incredibly perfect personality charmed me. so did your eyes, hair, and- actually everything about you is attractive. i really really like your ocean eyes, they’re like a symbol that you’re from california…” your letter long forgotten, “…and god- i love your freckles- they’re beautiful, especially covered in sun, they’re perfect even if you hate them. i love that you like me even as a friend. you don’t have to love me back, i want you to be happy. i love your soul, your heart, your brain and mind, and it’s true even if you think otherwise when you’re feeling down and you think you look bad and ugly- which is not true at all. i love you on your good days, on your bad days. i love you when we’re fighting, when we’re cuddling, when we are pranking each other…” you finally stopped rambling and took a big breath, “…i’m in love with you, zoomer.”

max stood there emotionless, just looking at you, but as you were getting more and more anxious she smiled. god, you loved her smile.

“well, well, well. y/n y/l/n finally confessing. sorry to break it to you but i don’t love you. actually i don’t even like you as a friend.” her smile grew wider. you were speechless and obviously hurt and confused, not knowing why she acted this way. she slowly walked towards you, getting closer and closer.

“how does it feel, y/n?” her voice now changing into a deeper one, her eyes white, “how does it feel to be unloved. everybody hates you, y/n. your friends, your family, even you hate yourself. so tell me, how does it feel?” you blinked and max disappeared. and there he was… vecna. you instantly ran away, looking for boys in other rooms or someone somewhere only to see if this is real or in your head, but you were unlucky.

everything changed and you were stuck in darkness, all alone.

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it’s so sweet, knowing that you love me ❀ robin buckley

❀ [“knowing that i love you, and running my fingers through your hair it's so sweet”]

warnings: fluff, kinda short - i’m sorry!

❀ robin buckley x fem!reader (she/her)

after all of this upside down thing happened again, y’all were exhausted, devastated. you needed a rest.

“y/n, i promise we will cuddle and all, but we have to at least shower. please.” robin tried to explain as both of you were keeping yourselves awake.

“mhm.” you weren’t even able to let out a proper answer even when you really tried. your eyelids felt heavy, your body felt like it could fall any moment. your injuries weren’t even hurting you anymore, your whole body wasn’t even capable of feeling something right now.

you felt selfish. robin was injured too and you weren’t even able to look at her without having your eyes crossed, completely unfocused.

“it’s not that bad, i promise. but let me take care of you.” she said so delicately like you were a tiny little flower that would fell apart.

robin could tell you didn’t know how badly you were bruised. she didn’t want to tell you, there was plenty of time in the morning.

you two were laying in your bed now, your head on robin’s chest as you were listening to her heartbeat. gentle music was playing in the background.

your smile brightened up the room after her fingers carefully took a piece of your hair, tucking it behind your ear.

“close your eyes, darling.” she whispered like a prayer, memorising your small facial expressions. for a moment you could faintly hear her heart beating faster as your soft almost unnoticeable smile glazed over your features.

a content sigh was heard as you were slowly falling asleep. you could feel her slowly relaxing as her muscles around you were getting weaker and weaker, but her hand in your hair was still sofly scratching your scalp.

“i love you, y/n. you know it, right?” she said in this weird state, feeling like you’re high but you are just half asleep and half awake.

you tried to say something, but your words weren't quite understandable. but that didn’t matter. she knew.

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what difference does it make (3) ♡ max mayfield

thank you for all requests! i really tried to mix all of them together, so i hope you like it!

♡ [“i just zoned out, don’t worry.]

warnings: i don’t even know

♡ max mayfield x fem!reader (she/her)

♡ part 2 part 4

max was feeling terrible after that night. the night you asked her, oh how badly she wanted to kiss you and become your girlfriend but her mental health was saying otherwise. she couldn’t do that to you. she was hurting so much because of billy’s death.

and in a matter of days, weird things started to happen once again. you all knew what it meant. the gate is not closed.

all of you were looking through folders of chrissy and fred when you noticed. all of the symptoms… no it can’t be.

“y/n?”

“y/n!”

you snapped back into reality, getting confused and worried looks from your friends. you can’t simply tell them that you’re gonna die.

“i’m sorry, i just zoned out for a moment. don’t worry, i’m fine.” you lied, trying to calm yourself down.

but max knew something happened. she could read you like a book, that’s why it was so hard to lie to her. but now you weren’t sure if she knew. you were ignoring each other, she wasn’t even looking in your direction. and how could you peacefully die, knowing that your best friend, crush, friend obviously hates you when you’re madly in love with her? you couldn’t, so that’s why it won’t happen, hopefully.

“okay, can you finally tell me what’s wrong with you? you’ve been acting weird.” steve said as you were looking at your hands. you shrugged, not wanting to talk about it.

“what are these?” he pointed at the letters. you finally looked him in the eyes, taking a deep breath.

“steve, it’s me. i’m the next victim.”

you watched his eyes as the realisation slowly hit him. oh god, you were like his younger sister. he shook his head, hoping for you to laugh at his face saying how funny he looked as he fell for another one of your jokes. but this was not a joke, this was a cruel reality.

“n- no. you aren’t dying, y/n. don’t even give me this letter or whatever it is! you won’t die!” he raised his voice with every word. his face looked devastated, finally accepting the truth.

“steve, promise m-“ you started but he quickly cut you off, not even hesitating on whether to listen to you or not.

“y/n! i’m not gonna promise you to look after them! you’ll do it yourself! you’re supposed to be here with us. with me, with max! you have to stay!” you could tell he was panicking, it was hard for him to breathe in and breathe out.

“okay… okay, i’m not going anywhere. just follow my breathing. i’m right here.” you said as you laid his hand on your chest, yours laying on his.

and that’s when she opened the door, looking terrified at the sight of steve panicking and now also crying.

“what the hell is happening?”

i’m so sorry for not posting anything for a couple of days, i wasn’t feeling okay, but i’m fine now!

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i promise (2) ❀ robin buckley

❀ [you break up, you make up]

warnings: angst?, fluffy ending

❀ robin buckley x fem!reader (she/her)

❀ part 1

you tried to approach robin, but every time you did, vickie showed up. you hated this girl so much, it wasn’t even possible to hate someone this much.

it pissed you off. they were practically twins, rambling, same type of talking, doing things - everything. they shouldn’t be together, it’s you who should robin date.

but time passed by, upside down shit happening again, this time even scarier than before. at least you had someone to talk to.

you, steve, nancy and robin. were in the upside down, trying to find the creel house.

“c’mon, let them talk.” robin whispered to you without even glancing at you. you could feel the “thing” between nancy and steve, so you followed robin to let them talk alone.

“so that means we’re talking now?” you asked, your eyebrow raising as you heard her scoff.

“robin, i’m sorry for everything. i wasn’t a good girlfriend. you were right, there’s so much to hate about me. i’m deeply sorry. and i’m glad that you have someone you truly love, even with her imperfections and mistakes.” i hate her, but i’ll be polite.

you heard her scoff once again, murmuring small “yeah, right.” she didn’t look so happy, she was literally frowning at the thought of her girlfriend. that took you by surprise.

“what’s wrong?”

“we broke up.” she sighed, “but isn’t that what you wanted? you hate seeing me happy.”

“what do you mean? all i ever wanted was you being happy.” you argued, her movements stopped.

she was standing motionless, in the middle of the woods zoning out. you tried to speak but before you could she started,

“i really hoped that i’ve finally found someone better than you. that i’d feel loved and i would her much more than i could ever love someone. but i- i don’t even know now. i think she was just somebody who i wanted to replace you with. i’m sorry- i lo- i don’t hate you, y/n, i never did. quite the opposite. i love you so much that i hate you for it. you can never be replaced- i can’t get you out of my mind. my mind is like this repeating machine and- and all i can do is think about you every night, every morning, everytime- i love you,” she was now turned to you, her eyes tearing up at the confession, “i can’t be your friend, y/n. not that i don’t wanna be- honestly i don’t give a shit if you smoke or whatever, i just- i can’t be just your friend. i wanna be your girlfriend again if you let me.”

you were speechless, was she reading your mind? was she making that up for you to feel better? did she really mean it-

“this was so stupid, i’m sorry i shouldn’t have said that-“ you cut her off with kissing her.

lips that always became so addictive, her smell, god you loved how she smelled. you smiled into the kiss as you remembered all the things you missed about her.

“let me be yours again.”

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what difference does it make (2) ♡ max mayfield

♡ [she tried to apologise, but you can’t be friends again]

warnings: angst, panic attacks

♡ max mayfield x fem!reader (she/her)

♡ part 1 part 3

she was ignoring you for two months. she even started distancing herself from everyone else. ‘what was happening?’ you somehow thought it was all your fault and now everyone else has to deal with this too.

two weeks came by and you were still crying every night, thinking about a stupid redhead breaking your heart all over again. ‘i don’t want this! i don’t want you…’ you also remembered when you saw her talking with lucas. jealousy instantly rising in every part of your body. ‘does she love him?’

“this is so stupid… why do i have to feel like this?” you whispered, sweating from your constant panic attacks.

next day you were unsurprisingly having another panic attack but this time in the school's bathroom. you couldn’t breathe properly and this darkened place wasn’t really helping it. you didn’t notice her at first, until you turned to leave…

she was standing there, looking at you with no emotion written on her face. internally she was so worried, but you obviously couldn’t tell.

once again you were trying to catch your breath, your heart breaking more and more with every second you looked at her.

“are you okay?” she internally face palmed and almost laughed at how pathetic that sounded. she took off her headphones, turning off what you assumed was kate bush.

“sorry, stupid question.” she apologised and started thinking of how she could help you in this situation. she never really witnessed you in this state. max knew that your everyday’s happy face was just a mask but still, your pained expression broke her heart.

“i’ll just leave.” you mumbled as you grabbed your things and made your way out of the bathroom. but she stopped you with a soft touch of her fingers on your wrist. she knew you were this miserable because of her. she couldn’t wait anymore, she had to apologise now

“i’m sorry. i don’t know how to say this but i really am and i don’t know what to do now. you know i’m not good at this.”

“but that’s the point, maxine. do i really know you? i also didn’t think you would hate me so much because of a stupid question. ” your voice rising with each word.

“y/n, can’t we be friends again?” she sighed, every hope in her mind slowly disappearing.

“i don’t think i can be ‘just your friend’, i’m sorry.” you whispered as you were pushing the door open, “and by the way, congrats. you have a boyfriend again.”

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can i please request max mayfield x fem reader angst? like you can write literally anything but maybe the smiths song reference could be good? thanksss <3

of course, love. i had a trouble choosing the right song so i hope this one can do. thanks for the request!

what difference does it make ♡ max mayfield

♡ [max says hurtful things after y/n's question]

warnings: angst, crying

♡ max mayfield x fem!reader (she/her)

♡ part 2

“running up that hill by kate bush”

“but what’s your favorite song?” max asked as you were laying on her bed, her hand around you waist.

“the smiths, but you have to guess which one.” you said as you looked down at her, smirking.

“heaven knows i’m miserable now…” you shook your head, “okay… is it there is a light that never goes out?” you shook your head again. she tried a couple of times but it ended up with you again shaking your head in response.

“i’ll tell you someday, i promise.” you said as you both drifted off to sleep.

you woke up first, sun shining through your eyelids. you opened your eyes and it took your breath away. max looked like a goddess, red hair spread out on pillows, rays of the sun touching her freckles, truly a breathtaking sight.

“you’re staring, creep.” she said, morning raspiness could be heard in her voice. you took a big breath and asked what you wanted to ask for weeks now.

“red… what are we?” 

she sat up, looking at you with widened eyes like she’s seen a ghost.

“what do you mean? we’re best friends” she asked, hoping for you to answer and let it go. it wasn’t like she didn’t like you. she loved you with every beat of her heart but things were just hard for her at the moment.

“if you don’t want to be something more just tell me but there’s no way we are just ‘best friends’ and you know it.” you argued, trying to keep calm but failing miserably as it broke your heart into a million pieces.

“y/n i can’t. i’m supposed to still love lucas, what would people think? what would boys think?” 

“oh what the fuck, max? you are the one who flirts with me and does this stuff, so why are you acting so homophobic? they would understand!” you raised your voice but instantly apologized. she got more frustrated with every word that left your mouth.

“i don’t want this! i don’t want you and i’m not homophobic and you know it! i just have my own problems that i have to figure out on my own and no, you can’t help me! nobody can, so stop trying already and get out!” and that was it. these words broke you, you couldn’t hold your tears back anymore so you let them fall.

“i don’t need you to like me back or whatever, i just wanted to know.” your voice cracked with every word, you almost choked on your own sobs. you started picking up your stuff, not even changing your clothes as you quickly wanted to get away from this situation.

max sat on her bed, watching you leave with her shirt on your frame. shirt that always looked better on you.

on your way home you remembered your night thoughts ‘two girls liking each other and boy and girl liking each other. what difference does it make?’

you smiled through your tearing eyes, your face completely covered in pain.

“a big one. a fucking massive difference.”

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i promise ❀ robin buckley

❀ [but i watched your eyes as she walked by]

warnings: angst, angst, angst, y/n smoking

❀ robin buckley x fem!reader (she/her)

❀ part 2

your heart dropped as she walked in with her, looking much happier. you had to get away, your vision became blurry looking through your tears as they started falling one by one.

you were finally able to see her, and you’re just running away. as always. 

well, she wasn’t really nice to you after all. but after all those arguments, all those hurtful words you still found her beautiful. in your eyes she will always be beautiful, even after she made you feel ugly.

but it wasn’t always like that, of course not. 

as you made your way through the partying people, you grabbed a drink. ‘there’s always time for alcohol, isn’t it?’

you turned your head, searching for her. and there she was. looking even more attractive than a few moments ago. 

you were searching for her when you felt someone behind you. you turned around only to be met by steve and eddie.

“looking for her, are you?” steve asked, smirking. you nodded your head as if it wasn’t obvious.

eddie pointed to the dance floor, and that’s when you saw her. robin — completely drunk, in another dimension, seductively dancing and still looking extremely beautiful.

you slowly made your way to her, smirking.

with a frown you shook your head, ‘yeah, not happening’, and you were convinced some more after you looked at her again and saw her making out with her.

quietly, you made your way to the roof, sipping from the bottle.

“give it to me!” she yelled at you, as you lit up your cigarette. you laughed, amused as you asked, “or what?” 

“i hate cigarettes, i hate smoking, i hate the smell of it. for god’s sake, you even smell like cigarettes!” 

“oh, so you hate it now. but you like it when you hang out with your favorite vickie! vickie is so perfect, right? good enough for you! you’re full of bullshit! you hate me!” you yelled back, getting more and more frustrated.

you were face to face with each other, breathing aggressively.

“yes!” 

“what?”

well, what an irony. you saw vickie and robin smoking together a few minutes before.

“do i deserve this? endless suffering, pain in my chest…” you asked yourself as you looked up to the sky, “what did i do to deserve this? maybe yes, because i was angry, i was jealous and i was fucking smoking, i am fucking smoking. but at least i was happy. i was happy because i had her. i was seen and found, and i found her.

“i found you once, i promise i’ll find you again.”

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rings & pockets ☮ eddie munson

☮ [eddie wants his rings back and you show him how to find them] warnings: intimate touches (smut)

☮ eddie munson x fem!reader (she/her)

“look- look at this!” he showed you his hands as he was pacing around your room “do you see it? i don’t.” he stood up, looking for something in your room.

“dingus, what are you looking for?” you asked, confused because of his behavior.

“some of my rings. i know you have them y/n. where are they? y/n, where are they?” he looked desperate, it very amused you. 

“i don’t know what you’re talking about” you smirked as you bit your lip.

“y/n…” his voice stern, like he was your daddy… wasn’t he?   but you showed no emotion.

“oh … so now we’re doing this.” he whispered as you smiled innocently. he slowly walked up to you, eyeing you like his prey. but no, not this time. this time you wanted to take control.

you backed away from him, making your way to the bathroom. he groaned, still standing in his spot, not looking as you didn’t close the door, respecting your privacy.

“y/n what are you doing?” 

“shut up.” you said as you came out of your bathroom, looking him up and down, smirking as you walked towards him. you leaned into his ear, whispering, “i have them on me. your job is to find them.”

you watched him getting flustered, he was a blushing mess. but his reddened face was quickly replaced by a playful one.

he turned your body only to push your back against his front. eddie placed his left hand on your ass, right hand going around your waist. he gripped you tightly, like his life depended on you.

“where should i look first?” he said between his kisses to your neck. he moved one of his hands to your front pockets, feeling if they’re there. his other hand making it’s way slowly to your crotch. you shrugged and smiled innocently, holding back your moan.

“i don’t know.” you said as you hardly gasped.

he reached for your back pockets, quietly chuckling, “look what i’ve found.” you clicked your tongue, gaining your confidence back.

you turned in his arms and gripped his jaw, looking him in the eyes.

“okay, you can have your rings back but you have to fuck me with them ‘till i can’t walk.”

a/n: part 2?

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mad fools in love ❀ robin buckley

❀ [both of you confessing your love for each other after a hot sexual moment] warnings: smut, crying, fluffy ending

❀ robin buckley x fem!reader (she/her)

she let out a throaty moan accompanied by a breathy scream of y/n’s name. she was greedy for her taste, but still unsatisfied. she needed more. 

she crawled from y/n’s heat to her face, fingers still hitting that spot all over again. robin watched in pure amazement as her girlfriend’s face was red from overstimulation, forehead sweaty, eyes closed and mouth open, letting out the hottest sounds robin has ever heard.

y/n opened her eyes only to be met with another pair. her hand was sore from her strong grip on the bed sheets but she still managed to grab robin’s jaw and greedily smash their lips together. 

breathy moans were released into robin’s mouth, letting her know y/n was so close. but robin knew better. she fastened her movements as she started kissing around her pulse point, slowly biting it (gently of course), and that was it.

this made her girlfriend lose it and her walls clenched around robin’s fingers with a raspy scream of her girlfriend’s name.

robin smiled, obviously satisfied with herself, and licked her fingers clean. y/n watched this movement and it made her weak in her knees (she couldn’t be happier she wasn’t standing). 

“i love you, robin.” 

but y/n was not telling the truth. ‘love’ poorly described what y/n felt for this girl, there was not a word that could express her feelings, so ‘love’ will do… for now. robin blushed under y/n’s gaze, averting her eyes. y/n was fine with her girlfriend not saying it back, it was robin we’re talking about, she can’t describe her feelings perfectly (little did y/n know she was so so wrong). as she opened her mouth to say something, her girlfriend stopped her.

“y/n, i would say it back. i really want to, but it’s not enough. i can’t describe it, i can’t write it down on a piece of paper, i can’t put it in a song, i can’t draw it, i can’t do anything. i can just nervously ramble about it as always, but even that is not enough. i wish there was a way i could let you go inside my head, my mind. you are so perfect in my eyes, i can’t even believe you would like, like me- i don’t really get it, i’m- you- fuck! how do I- how do I say this? you’re so special to me, there was this missing puzzle piece inside of my soul. like it was the meaning of my life to find this piece… and it’s just there. i have it now. i have you, i have finally found you!”

at this point both of them were crying. y/n sobbing with every word that came out of her girlfriend’s mouth. she felt beautiful. robin made her feel beautiful after all those years of feeling ugly and depressed. and now all she could do was watch and try to process what was actually happening. 

“robin, i-“ y/n started, “you lit up all of the stars in the sky for me. and i see you, i see you clearly now and you’re all I ever wanted but all i never really deserved. and i also see the reflection of those stars in my own eyes, because i feel the exact same way. you are my body, my head, my heart, my mind, my fucking soul and every cell of my body, i-“ she really wanted to complete this speech but she started violently shaking, choking on her sobs as she tried to breath properly, miserably failing. 

robin immediately embraced her, trying not to let her own sobs ruin this magical moment. 

“i think we're mad fools.”

“mad fools in love.”

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