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sunsetrendezvous · 2 months
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Hey, so, this isn’t an update however does anyone remember the Wednesday fic where she proposes? If I recall correctly, it was on tumblr and Enid had to distract reader while Wednesday prepare and I think W played cello on a balcony before asking?
This fic has been on my mind literally, like, a year now and I can’t find it for the life of me lmao
Maybe it was deleted but if anyone knows the fic I’m talking about, could you let me know? Or if someone finds it, tag me? Thank you ☺️
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sunsetrendezvous · 3 months
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Hi love can you please write some enid x fem reader headcanons
Enid Sinclair Relationship Headcanons
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Summary: A brief overview of what a relationship with Enid would be like.
Note: I don’t know why my brain stopped working half way through this so I apologise if this seems lacklustre at best. I’ll probably redo this at a later date.
Congratulations, you’re now dating the personification of a human golden retriever.
I think it goes without saying that she’s very affectionate with you, more so than with anyone else.
Is almost always holding your hand, hugging you or pressing a kiss to somewhere on your face.
Whenever you let go of her hand, she’s eager to hold it again as soon as possible.
She absolutely adores cuddling with you at night. Definitely prefers being the small spoon but is happy with being big spoon too.
Enid seems like the type to hold you hostage in bed in the morning, using her werewolf strength to make sure you can’t escape from her cuddles.
Loves having dates at the carnival, going out shopping together, or doing any other type of fun activity.
You can bet that at least once per outing, she’ll be taking out her phone to take a picture of you to remember the moment, or a selfie of you both while you’re out.
Matching jewellery and clothes are a must. She likes having a little reminder of you on her at all times.
Enid is surprisingly well in tune with almost everyone’s emotions, more so if she knows them well. The second she notices something could be upsetting you, she’s there and offering you an empathetic ear and advice.
She gets even more affectionate after an interaction with her mother and seeks out your comfort and support immediately, please be sure to provide.
Overall, an incredibly wholesome with a lot of love and affection.
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sunsetrendezvous · 5 months
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So what kind of readers do you write for? (As in male Y/n, female Y/n, gender neutral Y/n)
Can you do like a Wenclair x reader where Enid drags them Black Friday shopping and chaos ensues? Just want comedy and fluff lol
i write for female or gender neutral reader, mainly because i have never written from a male reader's perspective before so i'm not sure if i'd do well currently. i am open to trying however i'll probably stick to gender neutral since i know that’s something i can do lmao
also, your request has been added to the list <3
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sunsetrendezvous · 7 months
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Requests are open
My inbox looks a little empty so send in your hc or fic requests :3
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sunsetrendezvous · 10 months
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could i request wednesday x fem reader who’s shorter than her maybe r has a panic attack and wednesday just scoops her up
Ofc bb!
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Summary: Wednesday helps you through a panic attack.
Contents: probably a bad explanation of a panic attack, Soft!Ooc!Wednesday, I may redo this since I don't think I did the best job with it. Also I feel like the text looks funky?
Words: 700+
Due to her perceptive nature, Wednesday is aware of even the most minute things. It's a skill she uses to her advantage and, now, uses it to monitor you and your well-being.
So when you started exhibiting subtle signs of a potential oncoming panic attack, she was aware before anyone else and has been anticipating the possibility.
However, she had assumed that it wouldn't happen this quickly.
Her boots sound against the floor with each step, her pace quick as she searches for you. Her bag clatters with each movement, likely rearranging the contents but right now, she couldn't care less. She has more pressing matters to attend to.
When Wednesday finally spots your figure, curled in on itself as you sit near exit door in a secluded stairway, she kneels down in front of you, letting her fingers brush over your knee.
She speaks in her typical monotone expression but there's a hint of gentleness in her tone.
“Name five things you can see.”
You look around without moving your head and the first thing you notice are the seemingly blinding lights of the stairwell.
You squint your eyes slightly, turning away to look at the sky. There are a few scattered clouds but otherwise clear, a soft pale blue of the afternoon.
Next, is the leaves on a nearby tree, lightly swaying in the breeze.
You turn your attention back to her and immediately take note of her eyes. The dark, almost black colour stares back at you intently, her true emotions swirling within their depths.
Then… Her freckles. The soft colour contrasts the paleness of her skin, creating constellations across her cheeks and nose.
“Four things you can touch.”
She moves on as if she can read your mind and you become more aware of the almost painful sensation of the rough wall pressing against your spine. It makes you cringe slightly, moving forward to no longer be resting against it.
Next is the way your uniform feels on your body. The fabric is soft against your skin and the way it encases your form is something you've long become accustomed to.
Then, Wednesday's hand, lightly resting on your knee. Not too much pressure but just enough to feel her there. To know that she's with you.
And, after a moment of focusing, you begin to feel the way the cool air around you enters your lungs with each breath. Soothing.
“Three things you can hear.”
The sound of birds chirping in the distance is the first thing you take note of.
Next, are the people talking down the hallway, conversing about something you can't quite hear.
Finally, the sound of the leaves dancing with the wind, rustling quietly just a few feet away.
“Two things you can smell.”
The distinct smell of outside, the smell of the dirt, the trees, the air. It's refreshing as you take a few deep breaths before looking back up to meet Wednesday's eyes.
Leaning closer into her, her scent invades you. The smell of old books, coffee and something else. Something you can't quite discern but it brings immense comfort nonetheless.
Once she can see that you're calm enough to x, she moves to your side. Her arms wrap around you before she stands, effortlessly carrying you bridal style.
Wednesday walks with purpose as she carries you straight to her dorm, knowing that Enid is off somewhere with Ajax and that you would find comfort in the familiar surroundings.
She unlocks and opens the door before walking in, closing the door with her foot. She walks over to her bed, ensuring that she places you down as gently as she can.
Wednesday disappears from your sight for a moment before returning, now carrying a bottle of water, holding it out for you.
“Drink.”
You nod, taking the bottle from her and taking a few sips, silently appreciating the way the cold liquid soothes your dry throat.
“Thank you.” your voice is slightly breathless but no less sincere.
She positions herself next to you on her bed, her posture rigid and rests her hand hesitantly on your leg.
Her movements are unsure yet caring.
You rest your hand over hers, silently expressing your appreciation for her attempts.
“I’m not a comforting person by nature, however, I’m willing to try… for you.”
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sunsetrendezvous · 11 months
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General
I write for all characters (primarily Wednesday and Enid as I feel I have the best grasp on their character). I prefer to write for fem or GN reader.
What I write:
Fluff
Angst
Hurt/comfort
X reader/OC
Blurbs
Headcanons
Suggestive content
Basically everything.
What I don't write:
Extreme gore
Character × character
Extra:
I don't currently write smut but this is subject to change as I get more confident in my writing skills and if enough people request it.
Requests and DM's are open.
I apologise in advance if my English is a little askew as it is not my first language.
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sunsetrendezvous · 11 months
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Masterlist
Apologies in advance, English is not my first language.
Wednesday Addams
Let's die together, я не шучу
Back To Tranquility
Enid Sinclair
Dating Headcanons
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sunsetrendezvous · 11 months
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Let's die together, я не шучу
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Summary: A midnight walk though a nearby cemetery with your girlfriend.
Contents: talks of death, walking in a graveyard, potentially ooc!Wednesday, i wrote this as 3am so I apologise if it doesn't make much sense.
Words: 300+
It has become routine that every Friday after class, Wednesday would take you on a date to the Weathervane. However, today the heavy snowfall has other plans. It falls relentlessly throughout the whole day, forcing you both to seek refuge within her dorm.
The snow has covered the ground in a thick layer before subsiding, creating a pristine canvas that will be ruined in a few hours.
So, when Wednesday knocks on your door an hour after curfew with a proposal to go for a walk through the nearby cemetery, the offer is impossible to reject.
The graveyard is dark; the only light comes from the full moon and casts just enough light to make out the names engraved on the tombstones.
The snow crunches under your feet as you walk and you glance at Wednesday. Her chin is nestled into her black snood; cheeks and nose tinted pink from the cold winter air.
Your shoulder presses against hers as you walk, your knuckles gently brushing against each other's with every step though neither of you dares to put any space between your bodies.
The snow crunches below your feet as you walk and the soft breeze delicately parts Wednesday’s bangs.
“My one desire is to be buried alongside you,” she states, breaking the silence. Your eyes meet and you take in her features illuminated by the moonlight.
Her usually sharp expression is replaced with gentleness. One she had previously been surprised that she possessed; her shoulders much more relaxed.
"One day, there will be a tombstone with our names engraved on it. A permanent reminder of our relationship marked on stone and set above our decaying bodies." she pauses for a moment before she reaches out for your hand, intertwining your fingers with hers. “It would be a privilege to share not only our life but also our death.”
The proposition, despite how morbid, causes your heart to flutter as you smile softly at her. She returns the expression, her lips turning up into a barely discernible curve.
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sunsetrendezvous · 11 months
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Masterlist
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