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Moon Dominance & Manipulation pt 2

TW: murder, rape, genocide, violence, assault, death etc etc

Here's part 1

In part 1, I spoke about the manipulative nature of Moon dominant people, in this post I will be exploring it further and providing more examples.

I think its interesting that the Moon dominant nakshatras, namely, Rohini, Hasta & Shravana are Manushya gana (Rohini) and Deva gana (Hasta & Shravana). It is very telling because even though these natives say and do terrible things, they enjoy squeaky-clean reputations and people usually perceive them as angels. If they were Rakshasa gana people would see through their bs more quickly.

Ariana Grande- Hasta Moon conjunct Jupiter

Ariana has said and done numerous problematic things over the years, from cheating scandals, blackfishing, donutgate, being extremely rude and arrogant, changing races every few years, to cringe ass over-sexualised lyrics, to being a homewrecker, Ariana is super duper messy YET she enjoys public and media support and is seen as America's sweetheart. Other people have lost their careers for less but Ari gets away with absolutely everything. She publicly admitted that Pete was her rebound guy (she was engaged to him) which is such a shitty thing to do to someone?? Like imagine if the genders were reversed lol

Ariana is a solid example of always seeming like the innocent person even though she's the messy one. Even with her latest album, its pretty obvious who cheated on who but she's been subtle enough with her music to make it seem like her ex cheated on her (she made him sign an NDA upon divorce which in itself is SOOO sketchy like what is she afraid of him revealing????) to imply things like that when you've put the other person in a position where they literally cannot speak for themselves is peak Moon dominant manipulation. She then posted a half assed story on IG asking fans to stop attacking "people in her life",,, its so apparent that she incited the whole thing in a super calculated manner and once she got what she wanted, she tries to pretend to be the good guy whose fans did all the terrible stuff🙄

Selena Gomez, Pushya Stellium, Mercury in Ashlesha atmakaraka (they both lie in Cancer which is Moon ruled)

I wouldn't have included rashi rulership but Selena is an exception. She's the queen of playing the victim and is second only to Meghan Markle. Selena sets her fans on different hate trains every other week. She's very wary of showing support to social causes. She worked with Woody Allen. She treated her best friend & kidney donor like shit, was a terrible gf to Justin Bieber, treated Demi like shit during a really tough period of Demi's life, can't sing at all yet, produced a whole TV show (13RW) that is extremely triggering for people with mental health issues and was advised by MANY to change things but she just didn't??? honestly, if you watch her documentary you can see how she's the most self-absorbed narcissistic person, every single thing has to be about her all the time.

Despite all this, Selena is almost universally loved.

Amy Dunne from Gone Girl is THE best example of a Moon-dominant person and the extent to which they'll go to ruin your life. Amy Dunne was played by Rosamund Pike who has Shravana Sun conjunct Mars

Amy had such a squeaky clean image that it was impossible to convince anybody that she was the sociopath who tried to fake her own death.

Leonardo DiCaprio- Hasta Moon

Leo is a creepy middle aged man who only dates women under 25, lives for the yacht life and spends his free time partying and doing drugs, all of which is fine but these are things that other Hollywood men come under fire for ALL the time, yet Leo is pretty much everyone's favourite, he's the environmentalist humanitarian even tho he's private jetting to his private island to party with models, even tho he's received flak in the last couple of years for dating women much younger than him, its still more of a running gag than anything serious. He hasn't suffered because of it in any way. His reputation is still intact.

John Lennon- Hasta Sun, Shravana Moon

John was a wife beating, child beating, abusive to multiple women, made fun of people with disabilities, pretended to be an anti establishment hippie even though he accepted an MBE from the Queen of England (he returned it years later in protest) and yet he is remembered as a counterculture icon and one of the most talented musicians ever. He was a violent abusive man who preached peace. Although he was a philanderer himself, he was obsessively jealous and possessive towards the women he became involved with. Lennon was an extremely wealthy man who lived a rich lifestyle, but he said that we should "imagine" a world with no possessions or greed. In short, he was a hypocrite. Yet he is still remembered fondly unlike sooo many other figures in history.

Amal Clooney, Shravana Sun conjunct Venus

speaking of hypocrisy, here's Mrs Clooney, the human rights lawyer who wears $34,000 worth of clothes while championing the poor. She attends gala and balls wearing clothes worth thousands of dollars to "raise money for charity" whilst being married to a man who has a net worth of $500 million. Like I'm sure he could just write a cheque?? The Clooneys throw a lot of charity balls/dinners/parties etc as well and its so funny to me because its obvious they're doing it to keep a certain image before the media, whilst also getting all glammed up and having fun, without doing anything tangible to actually help anybody. imagine your job is to represent refugees, unfairly imprisoned heads of state and advise the UN and you also split time between 5 different mansions all over USA and Europe in private jets lol yet Amal enjoys a good reputation for being a girlboss

Gwyneth Paltrow- Rohini Moon

Lady Goop is a nepo baby and has a net worth of $200 million yet she feels the need to make money off of people by selling bullshit wellness products like $55 sex oils, $400 meditation mats, mouth tape, vibrators, theraguns, vitamins, health supplements and god knows what else?? She's one of the many westerners who sell commercial spiritual nonsense to the masses but coming from someone as rich as she is?? like maa'm?? she promotes so much alternate medicine bullshit on her podcast as well, there is obviously real actually helpful alternate herbal treatments/medicine etc etc BUT that's not her focus she talks about getting rectal ozone therapy (not kidding) and shoving garlic in her ears to clear her chakras and spreads misinformation. there are plenty of people in america who can't access health care, imagine how you're endangering them by suggesting that rose quartz and mouth tapes and candles will cure you. She promotes a eating disordered diet as a "healthy one". all in all, she's sketchy but people just make fun of her and don't see her as someone manipulating innocent people into buying super expensive "alternate medicine" from Goop.

Helena Blavatsky- Hasta Moon & Venus

Helena is the co-founder of the Theosophical Society and was an international leader figure in the Theosophical community. She basically helped promote eastern spirituality and philosophy in the West except that she's lied about pretty much her whole life, so its hard to confirm literally anything about her. She died in 1891 so at the time when she was alive there was no way for others to prove whether or not she was lying, they just had to take her word for it. She lied about training with sages in Tibet and lied about her mystical experiences, plagiarised ancient eastern texts to write about her "spiritual discoveries" etc There's plenty of proof that she was nothing but a charlatan yet I find it interesting how she still has a devoted following and even in her lifetime enjoyed a good reputation as a mystic medium lmao

Ranbir Kapoor, Hasta Sun & Mercury, Shravana Moon & Rohini Rising

Ranbir gets a lot of hate as of late but for the most part he has enjoyed a really good reputation despite being a shitty person.

Jeane Dixon- Rohini rising

She was a psychic and astrologer who predicted the JFK assassination.

John Allen Paulos, a mathematician at Temple University, explored the tendency of Dixon and her fans to promote her few correct predictions while ignoring the larger number of incorrect predictions, naming this habit "the Jeane Dixon effect."

Many of Dixon's predictions proved erroneous, such as her claims that a dispute over the islands of Quemoy and Matsu would trigger the start of World War III in 1958, that American labor leader Walter Reuther would run for president of the United States in the 1964 presidential election, that the second child of Canadian Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau and his young wife Margaret would be a girl (it was a boy), and that the Soviets would be the first to put men on the Moon. (excerpt from her wiki)

basically she had no real powers but managed to convince others she did, her clients included Ronald and Nancy Reagan lol

Jordan Peterson, Hasta Moon , Rohini Mercury & Shravana Ketu

He is a good example of the worst type of Moon dominant man. He has said among other things:

That class conflict is a natural and eternal struggle for existence that no political or economic revolution could ameliorate. The individual must develop an aggressive, alpha-male attitude in order to climb the social ladder. Peterson is kind of obsessed with power (all Moon dominants are lol) acc to him only a strong will, exercising itself against a contingent and meaningless world — and against the weak — can one ever hope to flourish.

Jordan Peterson endorses the idea that some men are purposely denied sex by women and that conventionally attractive men are 'taking all the sex' from other 'deserving' men. As a result, he suggests that by assigning women to men and pressuring them to 'settle' and have sex with isolated men, they wouldn't be so "angry at God" and commit acts of mass violence and murder. This, as well as criticizing birth control and saying that women would be happier if they just "allow themselves to be transformed by nature into mothers," is dangerous rhetoric that reinforces patriarchal violence against women.

He's a manipulative asshole who propagates his sexist harmful chauvinistic views as pseudoscience or psychology ew

Freud- Rohini Moon, Hasta Mars

i couldn't make a post about Moon dominance and manipulation without mentioning the godfather of promoting his fucked up worldviews as science, Mr Sigmund Freud aka the most successful Moon manipulator who has caused permanent lasting damage to society

Sigmund believed that homosexuality in men is neurotic but not particularly problematic. Lesbianism, however, he considered a gateway to mental illness.

This (according to Sigmund) is because only men have moral sense. We all evolve from apes, so no human is born with it. But boys acquire morality through the castration complex—the fear that their fathers will emasculate them for their misbehavior.

Having nothing obvious to neuter, girls and women are essentially amoral, lying and conniving to get what they want. Girls must be guided through civilized life by a father, and a woman by a husband. And because they choose not to marry, lesbians remain loose cannons, fundamentally untrustworthy and unstable.

His daughter Anna was his closest intellectual and emotional companion. Yet she was a lesbian.

Freud taught that lesbianism is always the fault of the father and is curable by psychoanalysis.

Freud cautioned followers that analysis is an erotic relationship. Analyst and patient together must scrutinize the amorous feelings that flow between them. This being the case, by rules he asked his followers to honor, Freud could not attempt to cure his own daughter’s lesbianism.

he also overgeneralized a lot of his “findings” such as the oedipus complex to apply to all people, which was harmful in the early stages of the formation of psychology. today most of his theories are disproven and widely considered problematic. Freud was obsessed with sex and made everything about sex (Moon men are sex addicts and every Moon man I've mentioned so far has a weird relationship with women)

he is credited with being the first psychologist to actually listen to women's problems but when he did listen to them, and many of them told them of their SA experiences, he changed the narrative to "women want to screw their daddies so they have these dreams/fantasies of sexual encounters in childhood" (the Electra/Oedipus Complex) to sell his books. He LIED basically, he manipulated the truth into something disgusting.

Freud is credited with making psychology a legitimate field and for it gaining attention worldwide but he literally manipulated, lie, overgeneralised and in general spewed a lot of toxic nonsense in order to get attention, like Gwyneth with Goop or Helena with Theosophy.

Sobhita Dhulipala- Rohini stellium

Sobhita like most others bought a brand new face for herself yet masquerades under the "im not like other girls, i read" nonsense, she talks about acting, art and self love like she's some committed thespian when girlie cannot act to save her life. she says she does not work out just cleans her house and does chores to stay fit :) bc she's not like other shallow actresses, she does her own chores :) compared to most other people on this list she's harmless but I find her super pick me and pretentious

Moon dominant people are very good at picking up on lies, and understanding human behaviour because they're liars themselves lol, it takes one to know one.

Azealia Banks- Rohini Sun

she's truly unhinged af and a very vile person but some of the people she's called out are also terrible people and tbh her insults are so poetic lmfao

dont get me wrong i think she's a terrible person but there is some truth to some of the things she says which is what i meant by how Moon dominant people understand human behaviour. also Moon dominant people are HATERS dont expect them to say anything nice about anyone lol

I had a friend who would deliberately compliment every other girl we were friends with (Rita is sooo pretty, Lily is so stunning etc etc) but would never say ANYTHING nice about me EVER and when others complimented me she'd act like she didn't hear it or something lmao (it was wild) and one day I straight up asked how come you never say anything nice to me and she said "oh I didn't know you needed compliments from me, I thought you got enough validation from others, I didn't know you were desperate for more" 😭😭😭😭LIKE GIRL WHATTT, honestly making these posts and exposing the dark nasty side of Moon dominant people is helping me heal from all the toxic abuse I endured at the hands of this shitty girl and some others ughhhh that's the reason why these posts have more personal anecdotes than any other post i've made lol

Oprah Winfrey, Shravana Sun & Venus

Her show was pure exploitation of peoples problems and also gave a platform to the equally exploitative Dr. Oz, the king of fake science, and Dr, Phil, the king of fake psychology.

It's a well known fact that she's friends with Harvey Weinstein & Jeffery Epstein despite being a "supporter" of the Me Too movement. Not to mention, she gave a platform to the phony Michael Jackson accusers from Leaving Neverland (do the research, they're liars) while turning a blind eye to the actual sexual predators of Hollywood, like Weinstein.

Her style of journalism seems to favour the shock value of a breaking news scandal rather than actually seeking the truth.

Several celebrities have come forward to talk about how poorly they were treated on the show. Oprah loves to relish in the misery of other ppl and ALWAYS makes others deeply uncomfortable with the straightup rude and hurtful questions she asks them.

Ellen DeGeneres, Shravana Sun & Venus

the fact that two of the most sociopathic TV hosts to ever grace television has identical placements is so telling. Ellen has been exposed in the last couple of years for being a terrible person to work with and treating her guests like shit. What I find even more interesting is the fact that the person who sort of initially exposed Ellen for being a manipulative liar is Dakota Johnson who has Hasta Sun & Mars, when I tell you that Moon dominant people deeply understand human behaviour and the psychology behind people acting the way they do, this is what I mean, it takes a Moon dominant to understand the manipulation of another one.

Kristen Bell, Hasta Moon

she probably has one of the most toxic marriages ever and yet speaks of it so glowingly and always talks about "how much work" it is to stay married like girl💀💀maybe exit the marriage then?? she has such a sweetheart image but she has admitted that she gives her children non-alcoholic beer, locks them in their room at night, makes them shower with her to "save water", talks to them about their father's addiction and their sex life??

"We make funny videos but we also go to couple's therapy because we disagree on 99.9 percent of issues," she said at the time. "There are days when I'm completely sick of him, and there are days when he is completely sick of me. But we've chosen to love one another and to be a team. We've learned how to communicate and argue in a really healthy, respectful way."- Kristen said this about her marriage like girlie nothing about it sounds healthy, if its this much work then it probably isn't love lol

Kate Winslet, Hasta Sun, Moon & Rising

Winslet has worked with predators like Woody Allen, Harvey Weinstein & Roman Polanski and after Me Too, she shifted her narrative as public opinion regarding these men, whose crimes and accusations have been well documented for decades, has thoroughly shifted to the point where associating with them is no longer good for her and would like to join the right side of history. She & Leo have partied on Jeffrey Epstein's private island as well and she's one the many signatories who signed a petition to free Roman Polanski ewww

This is one example of how image conscious Moon dominant people are, she has no moral compass and had no issue working with all these predators for decades but once it became apparent that she wouldn't benefit from associating with them anymore she's suddenly all "omg terrible men i wish id known better" lol what a liar

She also played a sociopathic Nazi in the movie The Reader

Josephine Baker, Rohini Sun

Josephine Baker was a dancer known for her banana skirt dancing. Later in life, she adopted 12 children from different ethnicities and spent the rest of her life raising them. She is remembered as an icon and for her activism but her children have come out to describe how abusive she was to them.

During her participation in the civil rights movement, Baker began to adopt children, forming a family which she often referred to as "The Rainbow Tribe". Baker wanted to prove that "children of different ethnicities and religions could still be brothers." She often took the children with her cross-country, and when they were at Château des Milandes, she arranged tours so visitors could walk the grounds and see how natural and happy the children were in "The Rainbow Tribe". Her estate featured hotels, a farm, rides, and the children singing and dancing for the audience. She charged an admission fee to visitors who entered and partook in the activities, which included watching the children play.

She created dramatic backstories for them, picking them with clear intent in mind: at one point, she wanted and planned to adopt a Jewish baby, but she settled for a French one. She also raised them in different religions in order to further her model for the world, taking two children from Algeria and raising one child as a Muslim and raising the other child as a Catholic. One member of the Tribe, Jean-Claude Baker, said: "She wanted a doll".

Baker forced Jarry to leave the château and live with his adoptive father, Jo Bouillon, in Argentina, at the age of 15, after discovering that he was gay. Moïse died of cancer in 1999, and Noël was diagnosed with schizophrenia and is in a psychiatric hospital as of 2009. Jean-Claude Baker, the unofficial addition to the Rainbow Tribe, committed suicide in 2015, aged 71.

Angelina Jolie, Rohini Sun

Jolie was clearly inspired by Josephine Baker. she adopted children from different ethnicities and even bought a Chateau in France to raise them in (just like Baker did). For many years Jolie received a lot of flak for her unconventional parenting, like frequently travelling, homeschooling all her kids and not giving them a bedtime or any kind of stable daily routine. I can't comment on it too much because there's not that much about their personal life on the internet but what I do find very interesting is how Jolie has always used the paparazzi to push a certain image and stay relevant. We know that paps only come when you call them, even Beyonce never gets papped, so its very much possible to live a lowkey life. Angelina gets papped absolutely all the time for the last 20yrs, it was especially bizarre because it was obvious that she was trying to shed the "homewrecker image" by always being photographed with her kids doing mom things and its a bit problematic to think that she's using her children as pap fodder to push an agenda. Again, I think Brad is an abusive person but he often spoke back in the day about his desire to keep the children out of the public eye but Angie had to shed her weird punk goth who kissed her brother and was addicted to bad men and drugs image so she tried to present herself as the kind humanitarian and loving mother, I'm not saying that she isn't those things, except that girlie will make sure the paps are around to photograph her doing these things like she called the paps to her daughter's first day of college bro likeeee

Here's a very old article about how smart she is at crafting her image. Again this is not in and of itself a bad thing but it's kind of bizarre to realise how image conscious people can be and how something that seems so "real" and "natural" is actually a well calculated move on their part.

Angelina also played the sociopath Lisa Rowe in the movie Girl, Interrupted. people often associate this character with her Revati Moon but i assure you this is all on her Rohini Sun

Russell Peters - Hasta Sun

Russell is really good at studying people, accents, mannerisms etc which is what makes him a really good comedian but he's also fckn rude and disgusting from time to time.

Honestly Moon dominant men always spew the most vile shit, they talk about people especially women in THE most disgusting way. actual psychopaths ew especially the cocky self assured way in which they say all this bullshit???

Errol Morris- Shravana Sun

he is a documentary filmmaker whose work focuses on the epistemology of the subject, he's obsessed with human nature and trying to understand why people do what they do, all of his docus focus on vvv unusual people, death row prisoners, defence secretary instrumental in the vietnam war, insurance frauds, a man who designs death machines, pet cemeteries etc Morris focuses on people who are questionable to say the least, he tries to humanize people perceived as evil or bad (Moon dominant af lol bc who else would be interested in the motives of bad ppl??)

This preoccupation with human nature is deeply tied to the nature of Lunar people. They have a need to understand "motivations" and what drives people to do what they do. There is an innate tendency to pathologize or pick apart behaviour. This isn't inherently a bad thing but it is something I have noticed among Lunar people.

James Randi- Rohini rising

He was a magician and skeptic who spent his life exposing other people and their paranormal and pseudoscientific claims.

Moon dominant people are skeptical of everything and the least likely to believe in anything, they're always looking for the truth because they deeply understand human ugliness and believe everybody else is like that (they see themselves reflected in others, which is to say that if they're capable of it, then so must others).

Roman Polanski- Hasta Rising

pedophile and child rapist Polanski has directed movies like Rosemary's Baby, Chinatown, The Palace, The Pianist etc,, all of his movies have heavy elements of deceit, lies, manipulation etc all of his characters are looking for the truth.

Claire had mentioned in her video about wealth as to how Rohini (Venus is domiciled in Taurus) (Moon exalts in Rohini) creates contentment and this leads to stagnation because dissatisfaction is what creates growth. If someone is content where they are they decay. I think this can be broadly applied to all 3 Moon naks because they have no other motives, nothing to dry them so they start rotting on the inside and doing terrible, horrible, evil things. Venus and Moon embodies the ugliness of humanity.

Josef Mengele- Hasta Moon

He was a Nazi doctor who conducted abhorrent and deadly medical experiments on the prisoners at Auschwitz and administered the gas to gas chambers. He was nicknamed "Angel of Death"

Lenin- Shravana Moon

if you're familiar with the history of the soviet union you will know that Lenin wasnt exactly a sweetheart

Heinrich Himmler-Hasta Sun, Shravana Rising and Ketu in Rohini

he was a prominent Nazi leader who is "credited" with "designing the Holocaust"

Edward Teller- Rohini Moon

This is the guy who betrayed Oppenheimer and is called "the father of the hydrogen bomb". he later expressed guilt over his involvement in the dropping of atom bombs over hiroshima and nagasaki

Henry Kissinger - Rohini Sun & mercury

he was a warmongering asshole who i hope is rotting in hell. he's one of the worst human beings to have ever existed due to the sheer scale and capacity of crimes he enabled and the millions of people who died as a result. i have extensively talked about how Moon dominant people lack empathy, they literally do not care about others, they are selfish to the point where its actually disgusting and pathetic and this guy is one of the worst examples

During the 1968 presidential election he was in the Johnson administration but wanted to get in good with Nixon. So he leaked information about peace talks with North Vietnam to Nixon. They then went on to use this information to sabotage the peace talks and in turn the election.

He committed treason to extend the Vietnam War, ultimately by seven years. That alone makes him a rare breed of terrible. But it’s also damning because it shows how he ultimately believe in anything other than that he deserves to be close to power. He was willing to play games with millions of human lives over a job. And he would have been in the Humphrey administration if Nixon lost, so it was just a job he wanted more. He didn’t care about fighting communism, the rule of law, patriotism, anything. His death toll alone puts him on a short list of the worst people to ever live, but most of the people on there did what they did for an ideology.

He’s also been described as “the Forrest Gump of war crimes.” He just shows up for no good reason in the history of so many atrocities. Often he ordered them, but he also installed dictators who would carry out genocides. There’s worse people in history, but none who have been involved in so many separate crimes.

just read anything about this vile shitty man and you will understand the kind of cruelty and apathy Moon dominant people are capable of.

moon dominant people are "good" with political & military strategy because they dont care about anybody's well being except their own lol

one time i spoke to a Moon dominant guy and he said that there's no such thing as altruism or selflessness and that everybody behaves in their self interest, i found that very cynical and disturbing and he said even people who do charity or appear to be kind are only doing it because they want others to see them that way and that really says more about the nature of Moon dominant people than anything else. he also said he loved attention of any kind and would do anything to trigger people just so they'd react and give him attention lol basically he admitted to having sociopathic tendencies. He was Rohini Moon. imagine being so morally bankrupt and soulless that you cant believe there's goodness in this world or that people are good with no agenda lol I feel bad for people who have to live life being that bitter, imagine rotting on the inside like that

Herman Kahn- Hasta Moon

He was a military strategist and developed the nuclear strategy of USA during the cold war. which is to say his entire job revolved around manipulation. He is quoted as saying:

"At the minimum, an adequate deterrent for the United States must provide an objective basis for a Soviet calculation that would persuade them that, no matter how skillful or ingenious they were, an attack on the United States would lead to a very high risk if not certainty of large-scale destruction to Soviet civil society and military forces." 💀💀💀(avg moon dominant man be like)

In Kahn’s book, the Doomsday Machine is an example of the sort of deterrent that appeals to the military mind but that is dangerously destabilizing. Since nations are not suicidal, its only use is to threaten.

ok thats it for now besties whewww

i am not claiming that all moon dominant people are terrible people so if you have these placements dont take it to heart. i do however think that the dark side of the moon dominant native is truly terrifying. all i wanted to do was shed light on that.

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carmillascrusade · 5 months

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Game of love | Larissa Weems x f!reader

Images do not belong to me. Summary: Parents weekend is upon you and you find yourself at the fair with Morticia and Larissa. Confessions ensue.

Word count: 2,940

A/N: I figured I would post this fic that I wrote donkeys ago while I’m working on a multi-chapter fic. It isn’t proofread😨 I feel like my writing style just changes all the time and I can’t get it to be consistent.

Your desk was overflowing with paperwork and unfinished report cards, the sheer size of the work you know you have to do was overwhelming. Dull flames danced in the fireplace, licking the fresh log you put in there a couple of seconds ago, eventually setting it alight. Tiny particles of ash blew around the room, weightlessly floating around, suspended by the air encompassing the room. Oh, what it would feel like to be weightless and free.

Parents weekend was fast approaching. In two days parents of all would be congregating in the school and the local town- much to the displeasure of the sheriff, and yourself. Two days. You had a measly two days to finish off your work and all the report cards that sat mocking you on your desk.

With a sigh, you accepted your fate and began to silently plough on with your work. Hoping, no praying, that parents weekend wouldn’t drag. After all, there is only so much socialising you can do.

Parents weekend came faster than you expected. From the frosted window of your office, you could see cars pouring in through the front gates. Hopefully nobody you went to school with would be here.

Checking the mahogany grandfather clock that sat in the corner of your office, you glanced at the warped needles to determine that it was only 4 o’clock. Plenty of time to get these reports to Larissa.

Gathering the pristine envelopes in a bundle, you dashed to Larissa’s office hoping that none of the parents had made their way just yet.

To your dismay, as well as Larissa’s by the fall of her face, you entered her office as Morticia Frump and her family were there. Huffing softly, you crossed the room with the intent of handing Larissa the reports and leaving as soon as possible.

It wasn’t that you didn’t like Morticia, no, she had been your friend during your years at Nevermore together. It was just that you hadn’t spoken to her in years since her marriage, and her presence meant that her husband was here too. Gomez Addams, you thought with distaste. You disliked the man, loathed him even; Larissa had loved him unconditionally and he chose someone else. Who wouldn’t choose Larissa?

Maybe you were just biassed. Maybe your hatred came from the fact that she loved him and not you. Loved him even though you had always been by her side. Loved him even though you have loved her since you were children and never stopped.

Larissa is the sun, and your life revolves around her; because without her, you wouldn’t be alive.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by Morticia’s silky smooth voice calling your name, claiming that she hadn’t seen you in years but you still look exactly the same.

Forcing out a smile at her clearly fake interest in you, you replied. “Yes, I haven’t seen you since you left Nevermore and got married. You still look as wonderful as ever, Morticia. The gods have been kind.”

“Hmm, I suppose they have. But look at you! The gods have certainly been kind there.” She said, sickly sweet, whilst her eyes roamed up and down your body.

Larissa’s mouth twitched at that, her perfect smile falling ever so slightly before being abruptly put back in place. She coughed in impatience, dragging both yours and Morticia’s attention towards her.

“Might I remind you that we are here to talk about your daughter, Ms Addams.” Larissa said with a clipped tone.

Morticia laughed at that, gliding over to you and placing her arm on your elbow. “We have all weekend to talk about Wednesday, Larissa. I just want to catch up with my friend. Is that so wrong?”

“No, I suppose not.” She huffed, aggravated at Morticia’s audacity to touch you.

Morticia grinned wickedly at her before turning back to you. “Would you like to go to the fair with me tonight?” She asked, still sporting that sickening grin.

You pondered her request. While it would be fun to catch up with her, you also knew that she had a deeper motive. She was playing a game that you would rather not play a part in.

“I suppose we could go to the fair tonight,”

“Oh wonderful!”

“On one condition,”

Her smile fell at that and her eyes narrowed dangerously. “And what is that?” She gritted out.

“I want to invite Larissa too!” You chirped. If you were going to play this game, you may as well have fun whilst doing so.

You glanced over at Larissa, smiling wistfully. If only she loved you the way you loved her.

Morticia huffed at your request, agreeing and inviting Larissa to the fair with the two of you. Fully expecting Larissa to turn down the opportunity in favour of working, you were pleasantly surprised when she agreed; her tone still clipped as she answered Morticia.

Excited at the prospect of getting to spend time with Larissa outside of the school grounds, you quickly gave her your finished reports, fingers lightly brushing against her own, causing your cheeks to tint pink at the heat radiating off them. Excusing yourself from the room, you made your way back to your room with an extra bounce in your step. The glee radiating off of you noticed by all that passed.

Tonight was going to be amazing.

The temperature had dropped drastically since this afternoon, resulting in you looking like a stuffed chicken in your winter clothes. You had decided to wear your favourite jumper, an egg shell coloured woven piece crafted of the finest wool; gifted to you by Larissa of course.

A small vibration in your pocket alerts you to a message. Pulling your phone out proved to be a great difficulty with your frozen fingers. Larissa had messaged you, letting you know that she and Morticia were sitting on the table closest to the entrance.

Easy enough to find you supposed.

Plodding over to the entrance, your eyes scanned the area, desperately searching for the familiar platinum blonde hair you loved so much. Your eyes lit up as you spotted her with Morticia. They seemed to be sat contesting in a nonverbal contest, staring at each other with such contempt that the average onlooker would recoil in fear.

Rolling your eyes, you slid onto the bench next to Larissa; snapping the women’s attention towards you, eliciting beaming smiles from the both of them. Smiling back, you looked at the outfits the other two were wearing to find that you were the only one dressed appropriately for this weather.

Huffing in discontent, you eyed both of them wearily. What kind of people don’t wear coats in freezing weather?! It is ridiculous!

“How aren’t you two freezing?” You blurred out, narrowing your eyes at Morticia specifically. At least Larissa had a blazer on, Morticia just had her iconic dress adorning her body.

Morticia just laughed at you whilst Larissa offered you a small smile. “My blazer is warm enough for me. Not all of us need to wear twenty layers to stay warm.” She said, lightly joking about your inability to stay warm.

Your turned your head away from her in false anger before spotting the burger van. Larissa loved burgers. “Larissa!”you shouted excitedly while tugging on her arm. “Look, there’s a burger van! Do you want a burger?”

Larissa saw the excitement on your face at the prospect of buying her a burger. Unable to deny you, she nodded her head. Beaming at her, you shot out of your seat and bounced over to the burger van.

She looked over at you fondly. Ignoring Morticia’s prescense completely in favour of watching your retreating form. Morticia wasn’t too pleased at the disregard of her presence, so she decided to start her plan.

“So,” she drawled. “Do you really think she loves you back, Larissa?”

Larissa’s eyes narrowed at that, sensing the thinly veiled threat Morticia had laced into her words. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She snapped back.

“Oh, but I think you do. You look at her like she holds the world in her hands. Only a fool would miss it.”

“I do not.”

“Very well. Let’s make a bet, shall we?” Morticia paused, waiting for an answer. Seeing that Larissa was refusing to speak to her, she continued on anyway. “I bet that by the end of the night, she will be looking at me the way you look at her.”

“And if she doesn’t?” Larissa countered, praying to the gods that they wouldn’t let Morticia take something else away from her.

“Then I’ll leave you two alone. Deal?”

“I’m not making petulant bets with you, Morticia. Especially over her.” Larissa seethed, angered by the fact that Morticia would even dare use you in her childish games.

Glancing over to the side, Larissa saw you bounding back with her burger and two trays of chips in hand. The fact that you hadn’t bought anything for Morticia amused her greatly, eliciting a slither of hope that, just this once, Larissa wouldn’t lose somebody she loved to Morticia Frump.

You sidled back into the bench next to Larissa, handing her the chips you bought her along with her burger. You had bought her her usual order and yourself some chips. Larissa’s chips were adorned with tomato sauce in the corner whilst yours had vinegar slathered all over them.

Reaching out to grab a chip, you realised that you forgot to get Morticia anything. Eyes widening at your brief amnesia, you shot her a sheepish look across the table, hoping that she wasn’t too offended.

Morticia sat with a scowl, arms folded across her chest as she stared at the two of you. Larissa smirked back at her, waving her burger around; the silent message was clear. You had bought Larissa food and not Morticia.

It wasn’t until you began eating before you realised that Morticia didn’t have anything to eat. Was she expecting you to buy her something? Shrugging your shoulders you figured that she just wasn’t hungry.

Turning to Larissa, you asked her a question. “What are we going to do first, Rissa?”

“Hmm,” she hummed, mouth still full of food. Deciding to tease you slightly, she chewed on for a while, pretending to be deep in thought; causing you to stare eagerly with those doe eyes she loved dearly. “ I think that we should go to the darts stall. I would be honoured to win you a teddy.”

Your squeal of excitement broke through the crisp night air, scaring the previously resting birds causing them to chirp restlessly at the disturbance. Smiling up sheepishly at them, you shouted a quick apology before throwing yourself into Larissa. “Please, Larissa! Please win me a teddy!! I will love you for all eternity, I love teddies!”

Shooting a dazzling smile your way as you hung on her arm, chest pressed flush against her body, she sneered at Morticia across the table. You wanted HER to win you a teddy, not Morticia.

Not one to lose a challenge so quickly, Morticia rose, drawing your attention. “Well,” she started, seething because you were still holding onto Larissa. “Shall we make our way to the darts stand? I’m sure I could win you a larger teddy than Larissa.”

“We will see, Ms Addams.”

Tensing slightly at the tension between the two, you pulled on Larissa's arm- directing her over to the darts stand. A few games in Larissa won you a medium dragon teddy. It was black with iridescent purple scales and big bulging eyes. You loved it dearly, holding it to your chest as you watched Morticia play.

You both watched Morticia intensely as she threw each dart. Each of them hitting the bullseye. Larissa’s smile fell as she watched the games handler grab a giant panda to give to Morticia; her prize now feeling insufficient.

Morticia smiled triumphantly, outdoing Larissa was her favourite way to pass time. Handing you the panda, she shot a smug look at Larissa and her downcast eyes.

You grabbed the bear off Morticia and gave her a small smile, too engrossed in the dragon Larissa won you to care about the oversized panda.

Morticia waltzed off, claiming that she wants to go on the ferris wheel next. You turned around to look at Larissa, the oversized panda dangling dangerously close to the floor while you clutched your dragon. Larissa’s eyes were hung low, a wounded expression singed on her face.

“Rissa? What’s wrong?” You asked.

“It’s silly really. No need to worry, sweetheart.” She touched your chin slightly, angling it up so she could smile down at you.

Your heart pounded in your chest at the pet name she gave you. Beaming up at her, you reached for her arm, tugging her lightly towards the ferris wheel. She would tell you what was bothering her when she was ready.

You and Larissa arrived at the ferris wheel to greet an angry Morticia, apparently displeased at your refusal to trail after her like a lovesick puppy. Her eyes flicked to your panda trailing across the floor, eyes narrowing at you clutching Larissa’s teddy to your chest.

Huffing slightly, she motioned for you and Larissa to get on the cart. Larissa sat down first, patting the seat next to her, motioning for you to sit next to her. Plopping down next to her, you shuffled as close as you could; holding your dragon on your lap, placing the panda between you and Morticia- much to her displeasure.

Carnival lights glistened peacefully as the whirring of the ferris wheel drowned out the laughs of joy from below. Larissa’s breath was coming out in slow puffs, visible due to the cold chill of the night air. She was far more beautiful than any other woman. The prettiest to ever exist.

The top of the ferris wheel was far higher than you were expecting, triggering your fear of heights. Sensing an oncoming panic attack, you grabbed hold of Larissa’s hand as you were in desperate need of grounding. Noticing your inner turmoil, Larissa rubbed soothing circles over your hand, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

With Larissa help you calmed down. Desperately wishing that the ferris wheel would end shortly, you closed your eyes and rested your head on Larissa’s shoulder; still grasping her hand dearly, unable to let go of the comfort she provides.

The ride ended not long later and you got off with wobbly legs and tear stained cheeks, still clutching Larissa’s hand. Morticia watched you with a mix of rage and jealousy. Why hadn’t her plan worked? Not one to back down so easily, she sauntered up to you, offering you a ride home in her car.

Politely, you declined. Stating that Larissa had already offered. You watched as Morticia’s level headed facade began to crack, her face twisting in anger as she finally accepted that her plan had failed. Swiftly turning on her heel, she stomped out of the fair without even saying goodbye.

You turned to Larissa confused as she smiled down at you. Why had Morticia reacted that way? Shrugging your shoulders, you let Larissa tug you towards her car- you were in desperate need of a break from all the walking.

Sitting down in the leather seats of Larissa’s car, you placed your dragon in your lap and the panda by your feet. Shooting a smile at Larissa, you placed your seatbelt on and turned towards the window. The full vibrations and the quiet whispering ls of the radio lulling you into a deep slumber.

Pale wisps of sunlight filtered through the closed curtains, arousing you from your slumber. The familiar scent of Larissa filled your senses as you suddenly became aware of the weight on your stomach. Slithers of silver, platinum blonde hair fanned around your face, perfectly manicured nails spread over your stomach, and a warm body pressed up against your back.

Turning around, you were greeted with Larissa beautiful face; mouth open and eyes closed, mumbling about something in her sleep. Giggling softly, you leant closer into to her and inhaled her scent. Not wanting to wake her up, you reached for your phone, took a picture of the both of you, and waited for her to wake.

You could feel the moment she woke since her grip tightened as she became aware of her surroundings. Raising your head off of her chest, you greeted her with a blinding smile, to which she returned.

The velvety hues of her groggy voice filled the air as she spoke to you. “ You stayed?” She questioned, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

“Of course I stayed. Why wouldn’t I?”

“ I figured you would be disgusted sharing a bed with me.” She admitted.

“Of course I wouldn’t, Rissa. Only a fool would be disgusted at sharing a bed with you.” You replied with earnest.

“Is that so?” She hummed. “And why is that?”

“Because, you’re the most beautiful woman in the entire world. You radiate grace and elegance. And I find myself utterly enraptured with you.”

“You do?” She asked, her face contorted in confusion. “Why on earth would somebody be enraptured with me?”

“Because I love you, Larissa. I have always loved you. I wake up and you’re the first thing on my mind. I sleep and all I dream about is you. You’re the highlight of my life and I could never live without you.”

“Well then. It’s a good job I find myself utterly and hopeless in love with you too, isn’t it?”

A/NII: Can’t wait for the Christmas holidays so I don’t have to do anything for two weeks.

#wednesday #larissa weems x reader #larissa x reader #larissa x you #larissa weems x you #gwendoline christie

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enam3l · 2 years

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rockstar eddie munson does halloween

I hit 100 followers which to me is crazy so to celebrate here is a special rockstar eddie halloween head-canons! thank you so much and i hope you have the best halloween

you can read all rockstar eddie munson stories and lore including Halloween pt 2 at #enamels rockstar eddie

Every year without fail, a Halloween party is held at Steve's house. It started in 87 and has been going strong ever since

You knew you were truly in love with Eddie once you spent your first Halloween together and saw how excited he was for it, how his eyes were lit up from at least 2 weeks before the 31st. You knew his friends and he was desperate to bring you to their big Halloween bash

The gang knew you and Eddie were endgame when he said he was bringing you to the Halloween party

Eddie was pretty sure he was in love with you but he knew you were his soulmate when you walked on him making extravagant decorations for the party and left just to come back with more supplies. You both spent the next 48 hours covered in PVA glue, glitter and fake spiderwebs

Eddie is pretty sure his heart stopped beating when you nervously asked him if you wanted to do a couples costume and suggested Aragorn and Arwen

You arrived together at Steve's the day before the party to set up the decorations you'd both crafted. Because he lived on his own and just in an apartment, Eddie never bothered to decorate his own place. Before he can stop himself as you're hanging a skeleton from the ceiling he blurts out 'I can't wait until we have our own home to decorate'

As Eddie panics and tries to work out how he can undo what he said, you look to him with a big grin and say 'We'll have one to decorate by next year.' The second you were home from Steve's you went looking for apartments, giddy you'd both finally admitted you wanted to live together

After getting married the pair of you decided it was time to move on from the apartment you got together and get a house in the hopes of starting a family. Eddie had of coursed argued getting a house meant you'd now have an attic to cram even more spooky paper mache creations

The perks of a house meant you could now decorate the outside and one of Eddie's proudest achievements was realising people were travelling just to see your home at Halloween. He'd sit by the front window, ecstatic as he watched people approach the house and seeing their reactions. He loved how children would look as if they'd stepped into a portal to another world. You loved seeing people appreciate how creative your husband was and how he was bringing years of his DnD universes to life

As the group got older and began to have children, Steve's parties continued. They now just started earlier for the kids who ran riot around a huge bonfire the men would put together. Once the kids were in bed, you all continued to party like you were teenagers again

And of course yours and Eddie's couples costumes continued even to the present day. Over the years you'd now been Edward Scissorhands and Kim, Gomez and Morticia and Jon Snow and Daenerys

Admittedly there were a few costumes you'd bought that never made it out the bedroom. Jessica Rabbit and Catwoman for example were banned by Eddie as he admitted he couldn't behave in public with you dressed like that

The worst part about Halloween was that Eddie returned to his most feral teenage boy self and attempted to live off a diet of candy. You wish you could say you've never had to replace your kids trick or treating sweets because your husband ate them all... but you had... multiple times

With your first baby you were around 4 months pregnant when Halloween came around. Eddie insisted on painting your small bump that had recently appeared as a pumpkin. And whenever he answered the door to trick or treaters he began to tear up at the children just thinking about how he'd have his own to take out this time next year

That year for Steve's you'd joked you could go as Alien and have a little alien ripping out your tshirt over your bump. Eddie did not find this funny. He refused to speak to you for several hours but continued to talk to the bump and apologise for its mother's behaviour

Before your first child (a little girl) was born, Eddie had already collected a variety of costumes for her. She was only 6 months old for her first Halloween but Eddie took her in her pram with Steve's nuggets so she could still have her first taste of trick or treating. That year the two of you brought back your Aragorn and Arwen costume but now gave your daughter and oversized ring so she could be a very cute Gollum

Once you had your second child you did the Addams Family. You as Morticia, Eddie as Gomez, your daughter as Wednesday and your new daughter as Pugsley. Dustin was a very willing Uncle Fester

Eddie's Halloween antics have become infamous today. Your kids mobbed online for requests of the decorations and yours and Eddie's couples costume each year

Oh, and he's still made you keep the Jessica Rabbit costume just incase

my requests are open as always! let me know what more rockstar eddie stuff you want or just anything else!

#enam3l x eddie #enam3ls rockstar eddie #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #rockstar eddie munson #rockstar!eddie munson #Eddie munson Halloween #halloween prompts

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randomshyperson · 2 years

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Mystery Club - Chapter Nine - Wanda Maximoff x Reader Series

Summary: Returning to your hometown five years after leaving everything behind, including your best friend, is no easy feat. Getting involved in a secret club wasn't in the plans either. Or the one based on Life is Strange.

Warnings: (+18) high school au, best friends to lovers, mild/heavy angst mentions with happy happing, use of legal substances (alcohol, marijuana), violence, verbal aggression, explicit language, smut, triggers regarding sexual assault, mentions of death, grieving, hints of depression and anxiety, panic attacks, a lot of domesticity.

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Chapter Nine - The Halloween Party

"That tickles."

Wanda smiles at your speech, the touch of the brush firm. "Stop moving, or you'll mess it up." She instructs, and though you huff softly, you obey her. And it doesn't take long for her to pull away. "There. See, that wasn't so hard. You're ready, now we can go." She said as she put her makeup away, and you looked away from her to turn your chair and look in the mirror.

You two were making an interesting pair. The Addams couple and Wanda needs some applause for that dress. Your suit was comfortable, but Gomez's mustache was funny.

"Let's go soon, I think the party may have already started." She repeated, now holding a purse. Before she leaves, however, you hold her hand.

"What are our rules?"

Wanda sighs lightly, staring at you. "If things get weird or dangerous, we go home." She says, and you raise an eyebrow. With another sigh, she continues. "Without question or stubbornness. In the same second, because our safety is more important."

You smile, kissing her on the cheek. "That's right, secret agent." You tease. "Ready?"

The party was taking place not far from the campus, and in fact, you almost slapped yourself for not imagining that the abandoned train tracks would serve as a meeting place for teenagers and young adults wanting to drink and do drugs.

At the end of the track, there were abandoned railroad cars, and from a distance, you could already hear the loud music or see the colored lights that were spread around. They had turned one of the guard booths into a DJ booth, and another one held a fridge for possible rain. Fortunately, it didn't look like it was going to rain anytime soon.

Although the party was taking place in an open place, where parked cars lined up to guide the way to the guests, there was an entrance of some sort. And the tall young man at the door was some kind of security guard.

Wanda held your hand as soon as she spotted him. "Just follow my lead."

"What...?" You questioned confused, but she silenced you gently and went back to walking.

Two girls with Westview High jackets covering their short costumes stepped into the opening between the train cars in front of you, but as soon as the tall boy at the door spotted you two, he put a hand out in your way.

"Did you get lost on the way to kindergarten, cuties?"

Mocked the man who stank of cigarettes and booze. His hair was loose along his shoulders, and he flashed a sharp-toothed grin at you.

Wanda lifted her chin, covering part of your body with hers. "Get out of the way, Creed. The party is open to the public."

The man laughs, crossing his arms. "Open to the public my ass, Maximoff. You need an invitation from someone at RedRoom, and you and your little friend are not on the list-"

"I came with Romanoff." Wanda lies, but the boy chuckles wryly.

"Everyone knows she hates you. Go home." He insists angrily, but Wanda doesn't hesitate.

"Catch up on the gossip, Sabretooth, we're together again." Wanda retorts, and you try to disguise your discomfort at the lie. Luckily, the man seems angry enough not to notice you.

"Don't call me that, you little shit!" He warns between teeth.

Wanda releases your hand to raise them in surrender, a fake giggle escaping. "Hey, hey, it was just a joke." She tries. "Come on, Victor, let us through. We're here to have some fun. And we will expend some money too."

He grumbles irritatedly, rolling his eyes. "Okay, but stay out of trouble, you hear? No Romanoff will bail you out if you cause trouble tonight."

Wanda raised an interested eyebrow. "Tonight? What's so special about tonight?"

Victor laughs short. "It's Halloween, moron. Folks collect a lot of money on holidays. All the RedRoom leaders came, there are even people from the statehouse at the party. As I said, don't fuck it up, Maximoff. And that goes for your pretty friend-

"Okay, Victor, I get it." She cuts in, pulling you by the hand as he gives you a more predatory look, and pulls you into the lobby before the security guard can say anything else.

The party is actually much more crowded than you'd expect inside, and it's all kind of claustrophobic because of the railroad's limited space.

You let go of Wanda's hand to hug your own body.

"Hey, are you okay?" She asks worriedly as she notices your tension, but you force a smile.

"Let's just make it quick, okay? To get home soon." You say, and Wanda smiles, reaching up to kiss your cheek before looking around for a moment.

"Well, maybe it's faster if we split up? That way you see one part of the place and I see the other..."

"O-okay." You mumble, but she looks at you worriedly, one hand on your wrist, caressing your skin.

"Are you sure you're going to be fine?" she asks, and you smile to reassure her.

"Yeah, baby, don't worry." You assure her, even though you're sweating a little. "We'll ask you a few questions, and if we don't find out anything, we'll leave, right?"

She smiles, giving you a quick kiss before nodding. "I'll see you later, detka."

You kiss her again, ignoring the bad feeling in your gut that was begging you to leave the party. "See you later."

Wanda let go of your wrist, and turned her back on you, disparaging into the first crowd of people ahead. You took a deep breath before heading in the opposite direction.

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Electronic music echoed strongly in Wanda's ears, and after so many minutes - perhaps a whole hour - without success in her investigation, the sound was already irritating her to the limit. She sighed wearily as she stopped at one of the makeshift bars, and bent down a little to reach for a can of energy drink.

She didn't notice a pair of eyes staring predatorily at the exposed skin through her dress.

And Wanda was too busy searching for a clean glass to notice the tall figure approaching.

"You're new here."

She turned her head away from the drinks to the man in half surprise. Wanda forced a smile. "Maybe. Or maybe you've just never noticed me." She retorts, not wishing to indulge her lack of invitation to the stranger.

He smiles however, pushing his hair back. "Nah, you're definitely new. I would have noticed a pretty girl like you."

Wanda forces a shy laugh, biting her tongue to keep from saying she was taken, and most definitely not interested. He licks his lips, letting his gaze run down her costume before asking, "Looking for a cup?"

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure I'll catch some disease if I put my mouth on one of those cans." She clarifies about the fact that most of the stuff was stored in the worst possible way, and with so much iron to the place, a diagnosis of tetanus was the minimum. The man laughs, and reaches out to give Wanda's arm a gentle touch.

"Come, I'll show you where it is." He leads, and she swallows dryly, pushing back the bad feeling of having his hands touching her before forcing a smile and following him deeper into the party.

You, on the other hand, have a glass of soda - which was very hard to find - half empty in your hands.

You probably are a better investigator, or perhaps luckier and less impatient than Wanda. Or maybe you were just fortunate enough to notice the two boys trading pills shortly after you and her split up, and after following them around the party for a while, you finally approached them.

They were high enough to believe you wanted to use too, and when you convinced them that you needed something stronger, they said you should go to the widow's wagon, and you had no idea what that meant, so you played along.

You looked for someone at the party who looked more veteran - you ended up choosing a blonde girl who walked past you several times giving orders - and approached her.

"Sorry, I'm after the widows, and I just can't find them on my own." You said, feigning your best impression of someone high. "Can you guide me?"

The girl found your state amusing and squeezed your cheek lightly. "Sure, pretty baby. Come with me, I'll take you there."

She says, grabbing your hand and leading the way through the crowd, to the north of the party, further away from the public as a private area.

"Thank you...?"

"Emma." She introduces herself, turning her head towards you for a moment. "Emma Frost."

You smile, nodding before saying your name, getting the impression that she doesn't even save much, both from the sound and the rush. She stops, and points to the last wagon a short distance away, where you see some young people sitting on puffs, sharing two or three shisha, as well as having their own freezer of drinks.

"Take it slow, kitten. You look like you've had enough." Emma teases before leaving you, heading back to the party.

You swallow dryly before making your way to the last wagon. You are a little surprised to recognize the red hair of the girl sitting on her back, but before you can greet her, someone else is recognizing you.

"I didn't expect you to be a party crasher, Rogers." Teased Clint loudly, sitting on one of the middle puffs, holding the narghile hose in one hand.

The whole small group looked at you, and Natasha cracked a smile. "Y/N! You came!" She commented, and must have been really very drunk to hug you by the neck as if you were old friends.

Clint gave a dry laugh. "Did you really invite this girl, Nat? You used to have better company..."

The redhead rolled her eyes, gesturing to the boy. "Come on, Clint, don't be mean. Y/N is friends with Yelena-"

"And Yelena's not here." Reminded the boy, blowing the smoke from the last puff into the air. "It seems to me that Y/N doesn't have an invitation."

Natasha huffs impatiently, ready to defend you, but you step forward. "Hey, Clint, I actually want to apologize." You say, surprising everyone. The boy raises his eyebrow. "Yeah, I'm sorry for kicking your ass. I should have given you at least a two-minute head start."

About three people who were smoking next door chuckled, one of them Maria Hill, which made Clint stand up angrily. "Listen here, you little shit-"

But Nat put herself between you. "Clint, come on, it was just a joke." She tried to appease, a hand on his chest. "Take it easy. No trouble with the supplier is around, remember?"

The boy grunted, but pulled away, throwing himself back on the couch hard.

You swallowed dryly, shifting your posture. "Sorry guys, I'm kind of super high right now." You lie, and that surprises Natasha, who giggles a little.

"Really, Y/N? I didn't think you were the type..." She comments, pulling your arm so that you sit on the free puff next to the one she was on before.

Swallowing dryly quietly, you nod. "Well, everyone needs to relax once in a while." You comment, receiving a chorus of agreement. "And the institute is driving me crazy. And honestly, dating too." The lie almost hurts, but it attracts even more attention and understanding from others. "I'm just looking for something to push my problems away."

Clint chuckles, half-impressed. "It's your lucky day, Rogers. I've got all sorts of things for you to relax in here."

You swallow dry again, and to your luck, Natasha sits down next to you - almost too close to bother - and puts an arm around you.

"Let's just wait a little while, Clint." She says as an order. "Y/N already had a smoke, she needs a few minutes."

He rolls his eyes, but puts back away whatever it is he was going to take out of his pocket. Someone changes the music to something even louder and more frenzied, and the guys in the group perk up, the kids from before come out to dance, and Maria leans in to whisper something in Nat's ear that makes her laugh softly. "Later, Hill. Yelena would kill me if I left her friend high and alone at a party."

Maria sighs, but kisses Nat's cheek and leaves to join the others in dancing. You adjust in your seat, half uncomfortable with her arm around you, and the way her collarbone sits so close to your face like this.

"Are you and Maria dating?" You ask casually, and Clint gives a loud laugh, throwing his head back to blow out the smoke from his smoke.

Natasha throws a cushion at him before looking back at you.

"It's nothing official, sweetie." She counters. "We're just having fun."

You take advantage of the fact that everyone thinks you're stoned to be honest. "So you cheated on Wanda for fun?"

"Outch. She got you on that one." Clint teases adjusting himself in the armchair, and Nat chuckles dryly, staring at you for a moment.

You swallow hard, ready to say you were saying stupid things when Nat adjusts herself, crossing her legs.

"Well, you don't know the whole story, kitten." Retorts the redhead, throwing her hair back behind her shoulders. "I may have even cheated on Wanda, which was fucked up I admit, but she cheated first."

You frown. "Really?" You ask without believing it one bit.

Natasha breathes out a fake laugh. "Is calling someone else's name in sex considered cheating?" She comments, and you open your mouth to say you weren't sure, but she moves closer to your ear. "I think so, and I think it's pretty fucked up. It happened only once, and she was pretty drunk, but it was exactly the push I needed. I was doing a great job, fucking her hard in that armchair in the ridiculous garage, but when she came, it was your name she screamed." Natasha confesses and you choke in surprise. She pulls away with an innocent giggle. "But, you know, water over the bridge. I had my revenge with the whole Maria thing, and she ended up dating you in the end. We don't need to keep going back to this."

You were speechless, but Clint commented. "You girls are fucked up."

Nat rolls her eyes, staring at Clint in disbelief. "Don't be sexist, old friend. It doesn't make you attractive to girls." She retorts, tilting her head slightly. "But it might work on guys..."

"Fuck you, Romanoff." He retorts angrily, but Nat just laughs again.

"Don't be like that, Clint." She continues. "Guys are hot, you're really gonna say you've never considered-"

"I ain't fucking gay!" He interrupts, but she rolls her eyes.

"Well, bi people or pans still exist." She continues. "And I know I wasn't the only one noticing the bartender at Odin's Bar last week-"

"Holy shit, Natasha, shut up!" Clint interrupts angrily, raising a finger at her. "Don't talk that shit to me! You know damn well that I only put up with you and Maria with that dyke shit because I've known you two since you were kids, but don't come insinuating that I'm like you!"

Natasha stood up in irritation. "You must be high as fuck to come and offend me, Clint." She grunted angrily. "Put your shit together, asshole. You won't say homophobic bullshit to me, I'm warning you, or I'll turn you in to the fucking police you motherfucker!"

Clint seemed to be in shock at the explosive reaction but only for a few seconds. He then laughed dryly.

"Police? What the fuck are you talking about, you crazy bitch?"

Natasha didn't hesitate. "I could turn you in for the drugs, at the very least-"

Clint laughed again, getting up as well. "You're the one who must be on drugs to talk such shit, aren't you, Natasha? You know damn well that if I ever go down, I'll turn everyone in. Your daddy, that rich professor, even you. Everyone here is of age and can be arrested-"

Natasha shoves him hard, but Clint only grunts in irritation, and holds her hand when she threatens to slap him. "Do whatever the fuck you want! I'll tell everyone you killed that boy-"

"Natasha!" Clint cuts her off almost desperately, holding her wrist tightly. "Enough! You're drunk. Cut this shit out, go get some water." He orders, and Natasha pulls her hand away, her eyes full of tears.

She curses low, moving away to get a glass of the water, and Clint looks up at you.

"Get the fuck out of here, Rogers." He commands, but you are static in your seat, the whole conversation replaying in your head. When Clint goes around the narguile and grabs your arm to pull you upright, he yells back, "Get the fuck out!"

He throws you to the exit, but you react. Without difficulty, you break free of the grip with one of the self-defense moves your father taught you so many times, and in the blink of an eye Clint is with his back pressed against the wagon, choking on your arm at his throat.

"What boy, Barton?" You demand seriously, ignoring his struggle to free himself. "Answer me!"

" Fuck! Let me go, you crazy bitch!" He tries, but you punch him hard in the stomach, and after choking, he begins to cry. "I-I didn't... fuck, let me go! It was Pietro, goddamn it, she's talking about Pietro!"

You release him in shock, and he falls to his knees, struggling to breathe. The sounds are muffled in your ear. Natasha calls out to you, but you can't make out what she's saying.

Clint crawls away from you. "Look, it was the fucking accident okay? He took the wrong cup, we were testing some new shit at the party. It wasn't meant for him, it wasn't my fault."

You nod, grabbing a piece of iron from one of the surrounding shells, which makes Clint widen his eyes. "How did it happen?"

Clint shudders, raising a hand in front of him. "L-let go of that bar, Rogers. Please, I didn't mean to-"

"Speak up, Barton."

He cried. "I didn't mean to, I swear I didn't! He took the wrong cup! I didn't know he was drugged! He came at me with that fag talk and I pushed him in the water but I swear I didn't know he was on drugs-"

Something in you clicked. Your hand gripped the bar hard before the first blow. Clint screamed, and you hit him again. He fell unconscious, and you raised the bar again. This time, someone knocked you to the ground first.

"What the fuck is your problem, are you trying to kill someone?" You knew that voice. Thor's blue eyes focused in front of you as he pressed you down. He kicked the bar away, and held you while other people ran to Clint.

There was a lot of blood, but he woke up, and started crying again when one of the girls held him.

"Clint, come, we're going to take you to the hospital." She asked, but the boy continued to cry, mumbling that he was sorry. "I know you are, honey, but come on, we have to go..."

He sobbed confusedly. "What happened to the music?"

You all looked at him with confusion, Thor was helping you stand. Clint began to despair. "Laura, I don't- I can't hear the music! I can't hear anything-"

Laura pulled him to his feet, casting a horrified look at her friend before Natasha and Maria - who had returned with the other boys - moved to pull him into the car area.

You felt immediate nausea, and ran to the first corner you could, throwing up your insides -

The image of Clint Barton's bloody ears in your mind.

"Y/N, you can't tell anyone-"

"What the fuck happened here, Natasha?" Thor cuts off her request indignantly. "Why would Y/N do that to Clint?"

You were still vomiting, wracked with the worst panic attack of your life, and Natasha nervously twiddled her fingers.

"Shit, shit, shit, just, won't you tell anyone?" Said the girl approaching. "It's a long story, but do you remember when Pietro Maximoff drowned in the dam? Well, Clint pushed him. But he didn't know that Pietro was on drugs. He was just being a jerk because Pietro wanted a spot on the team and well, everybody knows that he was openly bisexual and may have flirted with Clint, who took it all the wrong way and pushed him into the water. But Pietro was on some of the new pills we brought to the party-"

"Holy shit, Natasha, that's so fucked up." Thor commented indignantly, and the redhead nods tearfully.

"I know, okay?" She shouted back. "But I couldn't turn in my family. Clint, or Alexei, I just couldn't-"

"Okay, Nat." Thor cut in seeing the other's desperation, "Just help me with Y/N."

They sat you down on the grass, but you didn't stop crying.

"W-wanda." You gasped between one sob and another. "Please call Wanda."

"You go or me...?" Thor started but Nat was already getting up.

"I find her, you stay. She puts up a good fight when she loses her head. Keep her away from trouble. And iron." Natasha guides, ignoring Thor's mild protest about the joke to return to the party to search for her ex-girlfriend.

–//–

The music was muffled, distant. Wanda blinked in confusion, but nothing seemed to focus in her view.

She put a hand to her forehead, noticing the sweat, and sighed breathlessly. Someone gave a chuckle a few feet away from her.

"Don't put up such a fight, sweetheart." Said the male voice. "It's easier if you just relax..."

Wanda shuddered, gasping a little. "What... what's happening? My head..."

"Shh, Wanda, calm down." He whispered, taking a step forward. "I promise it'll be quick, and thanks to our little pill, you'll really enjoy it."

She heard a zipping, but her legs were weak. Footsteps came closer, but someone dragged the door open and increased the brightness inside the wagon.

"They're in here, Captain Fury!" Someone shouted and Wanda put her hands to her head, all the sounds too loud at once.

The man fell hard in front of her, one knee preening him to the ground as he was handcuffed. "Now we've got you, you bastard." Said the policewoman, but the man laughed wryly.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? Do you have any idea who I am?"

"Save it for the court, von Doom." Retorted the Policewoman lifting him up without difficulty. "Although there won't be much of a defense for you. We caught you in the act of trying to abuse this poor girl."

He struggled against the handcuffs. "I had nothing to do with it! She's the one who dragged me here!"

"Shut up and walk, you bastard."

A taller figure approached Wanda, and knelt in front of her.

"Miss Maximoff, can you hear me?" It was a man, Wanda choked softly, trying to answer, but unable to do so. He sighed, "I'm going to hold your hands, okay, to help you walk."

Wanda struggled at the first moment, confused and frightened. But soon she obeyed the cue, not seeming to have much control of what she was doing.

"We need ambulatory support here, sergeant." The man warned those outside.

"Yes, Captain Fury, on our way." Answered one of the uniformed men.

The party was over, there was no one else around. The music had been turned off earlier, it was the last thing the cops were struggling to get out.

Wanda was put in the back of an ambulance, and by this time, you had overcome the panic to be at the door.

"Only family can go up..." Warned the rescuer half-heartedly. Thor gave you a nudge of encouragement.

"She's family." He assured the nurse seriously, who made room for you to climb up.

When you saw your girlfriend's groggy state, you broke into tears. Your hand held hers the whole way to the hospital.

Natasha Romanoff stayed behind, and adjusted the coat she received, her Halloween makeup smeared across her face.

Fury put out his cigarette with his boot. "I don't know what made you change your mind and call me, Romanoff, but you may have saved that girl's life today. I'm proud."

Nat sobbed, and to the Captain's surprise, hugged him. He sighed, stroking her back. "I want to give my statement, Nick. I'm sorry for everything."

"It's okay, sweet girl. None of this is your fault-"

She sniffled. "I should have turned him in, I should have-"

"Natasha, calm down." Nick says, giving her a gentle tug so she can look at him. "Take a deep breath. Go sober up, and get some rest. Tomorrow go to the police station, I'll be waiting for your statement. Don't sleep at home if he's there, I don't want you to be in danger. Can you do that?"

She sniffles, wiping her face with her hand. "Y-yeah. I can sleep somewhere else."

Nick smiles gently. "Stay safe child. I'll talk to you tomorrow." He says, giving her a gentle squeeze before waving to the other cops who were leaving the scene.

Thor cleared his throat as he approached. "Can I give you a ride somewhere, Nat?"

She nods tearfully, and Thor leads the way to the car. When he is already driving, he asks, "Why did you decide to call the police? I mean, it was the right thing, of course, but you didn't seem to want to put your friends in any trouble before, and the party was full of drugs..."

Natasha sniffled slightly. "Remember that thing with Pietro I mentioned? Thor nods, and she swallows dryly. "He took the wrong cup. I never understood how, but then I remembered. He wanted to get along with the jocks, with me. He came to talk, said he had the best of intentions, and I thought he was adorably charming but I wanted to challenge him. He wanted to prove that he was a trustworthy person and drank my glass and his. I thought it was cute, and told him that if he could impress my best friend, maybe I would give him a chance. But Clint-"

"I get it." Thor cut in understanding. "So someone drugged your cup."

Natasha hugged her knees. "Professor Doom was going to almost every party, he's well-liked at the university. I heard he finds talent like that. He offered me a drink before Pietro spoke to me, I never imagined that-"

She sobbed, and Thor put a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, it wasn't your fault."

But Nat shakes her head, crying a little. "I knew about the drugs at the party, Thor!

My stepfather sells most of them, always has. Clint used to buy from him, and resell it at parties. Before the police questioned us about Pietro, von Doom came to see me. Advising me not to turn my family in, how Yelena would be hurt, and I was stupid enough to believe him."

Thor swallowed dryly, stopping at the red light and putting his hand on Nat's knee. "Hey, Romanoff, you were 16, give yourself a break. It was two adults manipulating you, after a horrible accident. You need to forgive yourself, especially since you've decided to do the right thing now."

She sniffled, trying to stop crying. "I just... I asked around for Wanda, and I was told that von Doom had taken her out of the party, and I found them and when I saw her condition, I immediately understood everything and I just-" But she sobbed, and Thor hugged her. "I'm really sorry."

The blonde kept holding her until she stopped crying, not caring about the honking of horns when the signal opened.

Natasha calmed down after a long moment, and he kissed her forehead. "Can I do anything for you, Nat?"

She sighs but then nods. "I need a place to stay tonight." She says. "Alexei is home, and I don't want-"

"Of course, Nat." Thor cuts in gently. "Stay as long as you want."

She smiles tearfully. "I'll do the right thing this time, Thor."

He holds her hand. "I got you, sweetheart."

Across town, you were squeezed into a hospital bed. It was probably against the rules, but Wanda insisted.

"We're going to end up in trouble." You whispered to her, receiving only a tired chuckle from the girl beside you.

As soon as you had settled down, she lay on your chest and inhaled deeply. Her heartbeat, monitored by the machine at the side of the bed, slowed as she relaxed.

You smiled, one hand on her back.

"Are you going to tell me what happened now?" She asked low against your skin. You swallowed dryly, your caresses not stopping.

"Tomorrow." You murmured. "You have to rest."

Wanda sighs in exhaustion, one hand under your blouse, seeking warmth.

"At least tell me if it's over?"

You kiss the top of her head, holding it more firmly. "Yes, honey, it's over."

She sighs lightly, almost numb. "Did you call my parents?"

You chuckle. "Yeah, Charles and Erik are outside. They need to talk to the police."

Wanda opens her eyes, turning her head toward you. "Police?"

"Not today, Wanda." You repeat, pulling her back to a resting position. "I'll tell you everything, but not today. You need to sleep."

She complains a little, but her breathing starts to get heavier. In her last struggles against sleep, she mutters, "You should call Steve too. It sounds like it was serious."

You stroke her hair. "I will." You promise her, and even though she's fast asleep the next moment, you whisper "I love you, Wands." to the empty room.

When it is safe to move without waking her, you leave the bed. Erik hugs you once you are outside, like when you were a child and a second daughter to him. It's a little strange at first, but that night was so horrible that you allow it.

Charles doesn't, because he sees the way you look at him.

"There is someone who needs to talk to you, Y/N." Erik tells you. "Jennifer Walters, our family lawyer. You should, because with the whole drug situation, and the assault on the Barton boy-"

"I'll Erik." You cut him off, feeling a little nauseated. "I just need to call my dad first."

He smiles, squeezing your shoulder before making his way to Wanda's room.

With trembling hands, you dial the number. Steve doesn't answer until the third attempt, because it's very late in England now.

"Hi, sweetheart, is everything okay?" He asks meekly, and it's enough for you to start crying in the middle of the hall.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #elizabeth olsen x reader #Mystery Club

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multifandomfix · 1 year

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Monster-Sitting — Debbie Jellinsky

Summary: You’re tasked with watching Wednesday and Pugsley when Gomez and Morticia go out for a date night, but you’re not expecting someone else to be there to help.

Word Count: 1,505

Warnings: Attempted murder(ish)

Your soft knock fell on the Addams' front door. This wasn’t the first time you’d stayed with Wednesday and Pugsley while Gomez and Morticia went out for date night, but watching them didn’t always go smoothly. While you could have refused, you found it nearly impossible to say no to Morticia when she swore you were the best babysitter they’d ever had.

When no one came to the door after your first attempt to announce your arrival, you grabbed hold of the door knocker and slammed it with more vigor. Mid attempt, the door swung wide open, almost pulling you into the house on your face. Luckily, you only stumbled, catching yourself on one knee before crashing the rest of the way to the ground.

"Ugh, you’re late. These brats are running me ragged. I’ve barely gotten away with my life all because of that girl. The boy is too stupid to do any real harm, but it doesn’t make me feel any better to have him just stand there and laugh when his sister makes her nasty little attempts to kill me."

You look up at the woman speaking, a bit thrown off that it was neither Morticia nor Gomez at the door. You admit, you a few minutes late, though you could have sworn it was no more than ten, and it hadn’t been your fault. Had they really already left? And who was this woman dressed head to toe in pastel blue? Certainly not your usual Addams family member.

"Umm, hi," you said with a wince as you picked yourself up off of your knee. It had taken quite the hit, but it was probably no more than bruised. You’d just have to walk it off.

"Hi? That’s all you can manage? Aren’t I owed an explanation?"

After the spill you just took, you weren’t really in the mood to deal with attitude. "Traffic," was all you offered. It wasn’t even the truth, but then again, you felt she wasn’t owed the truth. "Who the hell are you, anyway?"

"Debbie, soon to be Addams. I’m marrying Fester."

You scrunched your face, analyzing her to see if she was telling the truth. "So then why are you here?"

"Didn’t they tell you? I’ll be helping you watch the two little troublemakers. Sort of like a test run, letting them get to know their new auntie while still having someone familiar to keep them from acting out."

Good luck with that, you thought to yourself. Wednesday and Pugsley were enough trouble for you, let alone with this…well, you supposed you shouldn’t jump to conclusions about Debbie. You weren’t exactly in a great mood when left alone with the Addams' children the first time either. You took a calming breath and offered a half real, half fake smile in attempt to start over.

"Debbie, I really didn’t mean to be late. I’m usually quite punctual, or I try to be, and I know the kids can be a lot to handle, especially the first time. Forgive me. I didn’t mean to be short with you." You could see Debbie was taken aback by the sincerity of your apology. She fumbled with a reply for a minute, before settling on a warm —if perhaps a bit exaggerated— smile of her own.

Now that you had restarted your encounter on the right foot, you closed the door behind you, keeping the late fall chill in the air from making the already drafty old house any colder. The rattle of the door closing, caused a vibration that shot up through the walls and caused a guillotine blade, likely the one from Wednesday's room, to fall between you and Debbie. You jumped back, clearly startled and your back hit the door. You cast a look towards the staircase and while you didn’t see the children, you heard their retreating footsteps from the second floor. So it was going to be one of those nights.

"Insolent little monsters," Debbie screamed. You couldn’t help but want to agree with her in the moment.

"Are you alright," you asked her.

"Fine, but if that thing had come any closer I’d be missing toes."

"Best to let them get it out of their system," you informed.

Debbie laughed mirthlessly. "And will that be before or after we’re both brutally murdered?"

"Usually before," you answered, a playful sincerity in your voice.

"Mmm, comforting," Debbie deadpanned. For a while after the incident, Wednesday and Pugsley kept to themselves, no doubt plotting another scheme or trap for the two of you. You and Debbie stayed on the ground floor, as it seemed the safest possible place. At least you wouldn’t be falling down stairs or getting locked in the basement.

You only made a bit of small talk, still not overly fond of one another. You couldn’t sit down, too much fear of setting off some sort of trap, so you carefully took Debbie on some sort of unofficial tour of the first floor, carefully stepping through thresholds so as not to trip any invisible wires.

Debbie, however, was not quite so careful. While she did try and mirror your light step, her shoes made it a little less easy, and she caught a pointed toe on one such trip wire, sending her off balance. Once you knew it had happened, your senses heightened, knowing something worse was coming. Sure enough, a large battle axe taken from Gomez's collection came hurtling down at the both of you. You lunged for Debbie, hoping your reflexes would be quick enough that neither of you suffered any severe injuries.

The blade missed by only a few inches. You and Debbie now laid on the floor, the majority of your body on top of hers. Debbie gave you this defiant look, pursing her lips, looking ready to reprimand you. "If you wanted to jump me you could have just—" Debbie trailed off while looking over your shoulder, seeing the axe still swinging. "Oh. I see. I guess I should thank you for saving my life?"

"It would be nice," you teased.

"It’s not everyday a girl gets saved by an attractive stranger, so…thank you." You smiled, somewhat surprised that she’d actually said the words. "Now would you please get off of me?"

Your smile instantly fell as you realized you were practically pinning her to the floor. You muttered an apology as you awkwardly scrambled to your feet and hoped you were hiding the frazzled look you wore. Your cheeks felt like they were on fire.

"Well don’t go getting all shy on me now. Help me up," Debbie instructed. On autopilot, you held out your hand to her like taking orders from her was what you were made for. When she was fully upright again, she hovered so close to you that you could feel her breath puff out across your face. Why in the world was your only thought in that moment to kiss her? "My hero," Debbie practically purred. "Is there any way I can repay you?" Her sincerity seemed to drop away, but the flirtation in her voice did not. She was playing a role, and giving you the opportunity to play it right back.

"I could think of one or two," you replied with a smirk, but then you paused. "But aren’t you engaged to Fester?"

"That depends. How much money do you have?" There wasn’t a hint of a joke in her question this time, so you felt compelled to answer honestly.

"Well I know the Addams', don’t I?" You were actually quite well off. Maybe not to quite the extent as Gomez and Morticia, but you lived a more than comfortable life. In fact, Gomez and Morticia only paid you in gratitude for watching their children. A hazard of being a long time friend of the family, you supposed. But it wasn’t all bad now, was it? You met Debbie after all.

"Then I have only one thing to say to that. Fester, who?" Debbie then lunged forward, your lips colliding together with such force and passion that she nearly knocked the two of you back into the axe's swinging path. You managed to steady yourself, easing her back until she was up against the archway between the rooms and you kissed her, really kissed her now.

"Ew, get a room," Pugsley gagged, having come downstairs to see if Wednesday's latest attempt had done the trick.

Debbie pulled away from you and grimaced at the boy. "Get a life, you little urchin," she spat. Pugsley ran off and yelled for Wednesday.

"You know that comment is not going to help our chances for surviving the next couple of hours," you said.

"Lucky for me, I have a knight in shining armor to protect me." You couldn’t fight the smile that tugged at your lips as you leaned in and kissed her again. So let them try to kill you again, at least if you were going to die, you’d die happy.

For @invaderzami

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THE ADDAMS FAMILY (FINALE)

Y/N was indeed very familiar with hospitals, but more often than not she was usually the one who put people there and not the contrary. It was strange being surrounded by nurses and a doctor fussing over her injure.

- Are you in any pain? – the doctor asked.

- Is it an unbearable one? – she heard Wednesday’s voice.

- Yes, to both. Very enjoyable. – her head turned in the direction of the doctor. - You can tighten it more. – his eyes shinned in recognition.

- I know you! You are Y/N Addams!

- Yes, and you are John Myer. – he did tighten her bandage, way more than necessary and it made her groan a little of pleasure from the pain that it caused. The doctor, John, now shifted his attention to Morpheus, who was at her side since they got there.

- This pest would put me and my friends here all the time. I shouldn’t even be helping this nightmare.

- I was always fond of this particular nickname. Nightmare. How fitting. – Y/N ignored the fact that the man mas clearly trying to make her beloved leave her, like all those nasty things would surprise him. Although he did indeed look surprised to know this piece of information.

- Nightmare? – she knew that Dream’s question wasn’t anything bad, but for the man it was a way for him to try harder to ruin the life of the person he hated very much since his childhood.

- That’s what we called her. She was a nightmare to us, still is it seems. Once she threw piranhas at the school pool and it ate our flesh.

- Barely, they were well feed and don’t eat just anything. It was merely a scare, but you and your friends were never good at learning the lesson, if I remember correctly. – one more tug, like the pain wasn’t something she enjoyed since forever. How silly of that man, thinking that he knew her and worst, that he knew her Dream.

- You were the kid crying at the ambulance? – now it was her father, Gomez, who approached them. – Oh, Morticia, cara mia, I told you I knew that face. He is the boy who was covered in blood but not a single scratch.

- Wuss. – Wednesday whispered, but not low enough.

- Excuse me. – John stood up and faced the Addams family. – There is not a single person in this town who likes this fucking nightmare, she’s the story we tell children, so they behave. You’re all freaks, it’s no wonder how she became this way. – Y/N could feel how irritated Morpheus was yet seeing her family and herself not caring about a word that man said made him calm down enough to not do something right now, but yet she was sure John would never have a good night of sleep ever again. Perhaps she would now really be a real nightmare and haunt his dreams every night.

- I also put fake blood at the piping. A lot of people went home covered in red. What a delight it was. - she came down from the bed she was sitting and linked her arm with Dream’s.

- My little nightmare always made us so proud. – Gomez said smiling, just like his wife. Knowing that he couldn’t achieve what he wanted, the doctor said she was good to know and left. After Morpheus insisted on taking her home, to the Dreaming, she bid farewell to her family and promised to come back soon to see how they were and forbade Wednesday of using her crossbow inside the house again. Now they were back at their home, specifically at their shared bedroom for he insisted that she should rest more. They stood in silence for a while, just enjoying each other’s presence.

- So…little nightmare? – he was the one who spoke first, the king was laying with her on the bed, they were facing each other, and his hand was caressing her face.

- Yes, there are many stories of how this nickname came not only to exist but also to stick ever since then. Does it change anything for you, what you learned today? – deep down it worried her, because he was not only the king of dreams but also the personification of hope and she loved every part of him, the good and the bad. Y/N wished he loved every part of her too. – We are a very protective family, we love deeply too. I would die for you, my dream, but I would also burn the world down for you too. I can not change the intensity of my love nor would I if given the chance. I am an Addams and that shall never change. So, I must ask you, for the first and last time, if you want me as I am or if we should follow different paths from now on?

- My love, do you truly believe I would be foolish to let you go? I love you with such intensity that even thinking about being apart from you hurts not only me but the Dreaming. – she smiled at his words, he always knew what to say and when to say. – And I always certain you would be a wonderful Queen of Nightmares. – Morpheus closed the space between them and kissed her. – My queen.

- The King of Dreams and the Queen of Nightmares, it seems that we complete each other. – it was like no matter how close they were it was never enough, her hands were now tangled in his hair and his were pulling her closer by her hips. – For as long as you want me I am yours, Dream of the Endless. – she brushed her lips with his not kissing but still close to feel his breathing.

- Until the day I cease to exist I shall want and love you and until that day I am yours as much as you are mine. – it was a promise of not only an endless life with him by his side, but to also rule his realm one day with him and share every part of their lives. It was a promise of eternal love, something that not even death could take from them. It was a promise of tomorrow, the day after that and all the others to face the good and the bad. Together they could face anything, and Morpheus showed her all night how much meant it. A wedding, a coronation and an extension of the family would soon come, but all in due time.

a/n: aaaaand it's over, it was short but also so fun to write! Thank you all who enjoyed it! From now on I'm taking requests for bonus chapters of this story (although there are already some thoughts in my head kkkkk).

tag list: @asexualaromosafezone @jesllianaquilesrolon @andieperrie18 @pearlstiare

#morpheus x reader #the sandman #dream of the endless #morpheus x oc #the addams family

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when the fake turns real — ja.y

pairing : jay x reader

song rec : juliette! (feat. umi) - ph-1 + who says - selena gomez

a/n : fuck Naeun 🤬 also can you tell I like watermelon sour patch kids? Also I am convinced this is the longest fanfic I have ever written…

“ Do you think you will be ok here? “. Your bff Karina said her eyes fulled with worry as you barely stood up to answer her.

“ Yes just give me some water and I’ll be in tip top shape!! “. You said as you downed the water bottle Karina had got for you. She slightly smiled and ran to the bathroom.

As you got another water bottle from the fridge, you felt someone staring at you and as you turned around you saw some tall guy run over to you. He whispered something like “go run with this” and you nodded as he put his hand around your waist.

“ Jay running away from us isn’t going to change the fact that we know you were stalking Naeun’s instagram last night! “. Heeseung yelled at the boy whose hand was hovering high ver your waist.

“ I told you I wasn’t I was with.. “

“ Y/n “. You whispered to the boy.

“ Y/n! I’m over Naeun I told you this several times guys! “. The 3 other boys who were with Heeseung looked at the boy questionly but decided to drop it.

“ Ok then.. “. One with silver hair said as you guided the rest of his friends to the living room of the party you were at.

“ Sorry about I promise I’ll do anything you want if you just stay with me all night! “. The college boy said worry in his eyes. You were now fully sober after that whole interaction and decided it would be ok since you didn’t want to be hit on all night, and Karina would probably be watching you like a halk all night too.

“ Sure.. You owe me watermelons sour patch kids! “. The boy laughed as he dragged you to the dance floor. You laughed and tilted your head back as the boy tried to figure out where his hand were supposed to go.

“ You never dance with a girl before? “

“ I have just not at a party.. “

“ Why? “. You asked head tilted as Jay brought you closer to him.

“ Didn’t really want to till my girlfriend dumped me “. You nodded as Jay twirled you around.

The night was perfect you joked about the awkward couples just standing around and the finals that would come up in a few months too, and as the party came to an end Jay brought you to the kitchen and started to look around.

“ What ya looking for? “

“ Nothing.. just wait.. here it is! “. Jay said as his head bumped on the shelf right above him as walked him to the couch.

“ You ok? “

“ Ya here are your kids! “. Your eyes went wide at the boys sentence until you looked down to see the sour patch kids in the boys hands. You giggled as he smiled at you.

To bad this night was ending..

“ Fuck my life! “. You said as you head fell down to the long table you had in your econ class.

“ Maybe it will go away in a few days! “. Chaeryoung said as you picked our head up and turned to the red headed girl.

“ Ya and maybe I’ll become Justin Beibers girlfriend next week! “. Chaeryoung’s eyes rolled as Ryujin keep laughing.

“ You’ve been played into a fake relationship! HA! “. Your eyes went wide when you realized too.

You had been tricked!

“ PARK JONGSEONG IF YOU DONT GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE RIGHT NOW I WILL DRAH YOU OUT BY YOUR EAR! “. You yelled into the gym as Jay’s head snapped towards you in shock.

“ Looks like your boyfriends mad! “. The silver boy said as Jay three the ball at him.

“ Shut up Sunghoon! “. Jay said as he followed you as you stomped out to the back of the school.

“ Why the fuck am I seeing we are dating all over social media? Did you fucking trick me into dating you? Did you not think about what I would think about this? “

“ First Someone saw as at the party and assumed we were dating! Secondly I didn’t I really just meant to hangout with you last night! And lastly no.. “. Your rolled your eyes at the boy as he looked up at you.

“ Look I’m sorry I didn’t know us hanging out last night would lead to us “dating” according to eveyone at school! “. You sighed.

“ It’s ok.. I guess.. as long as you had nothing to do with this we can just tell everyone we are not dating “. You said as you smiled at the boy and he started to look everywhere but your face.

“ What’s wrong? “

“ You see.. we might have to fake date for a little while longer because my ex thinks it’s real and if she thinks it’s real she’ll get jealous and come back to me.. “. Your eyes went wide as you threatened to hit the boy and he closed his eyes in fear.

“ You got the be fucking with me.. “

“ I will get you 100 watermelons sour patch kids packs if you say yes? “. Your rolled your eyes as you got closer to the boy.

“ You will owe me a lot more then 100 watermelon sour patch kids packs if I say yes.. “. Jay’s eyes lit up as your rolled yours.

“ So that’s a? “

“ Yea stupid “. Jay smiled and enveloped you in a bear hug as you sighed.

Now you have to worry about school and your teddy bear fake boyfriend.. oh god

Come on I think you look cute with them on! “. It had been 2 weeks since you and Jay started to “ date “ and you two were getting closer and closer by the minute.

“ I look the momma bear from goody locks stop lying! “. Jay giggled as you put the bear head ban he found back on your ears as you pouted then your eyes lit up.

“ If I have to wear this ugly thing you have to wear this! “. You said as you pulled a pair of glasses with a red nose and mustache from the rack of weird head pieces behind Jay.

“ Fuck no “. You didn’t want to admit it but you were actual starting to fall for the teddy bear boy. He bought you flowed every fake date were you both new kids from your school hung out from and he even started to have home dates with you.

For example he literally said he need you to come over to watch the little mermaid with him because his “ friend were over “ but when you got there they were no where to be seen.

Then last week he showed up to your door deco supplies talking about how if your sister saw you both decoing in your kitchen she would tell your friends.

Then last yesterday he lied about how his friends always ran into his house so he could make heart shaped pizza’s with you. You swore he liked you but.. there was also the small chance he still liked his ex Naeun.

“ Pleeeeeease “. You pleaded as the boy rolled his eyes and put the glasses on and stepped into the camera booth.

You both made silly faces and ran out to see the photo strips as you giggled at them.

“ Y/n “

“ Hmm “

“ Do you want to go to Jake’s big almost summer bash with me on Saturday? “

“ You looked up and smiled ofcourse fake boyfriend “. If only you could cross out my fake from that sentence..

Jay’s eyes scanned your figure all over as you laughed.

“ Take a picture they last longer “. Jay smiled and guided you to his car. He would never say it out loud around you but her swore he was starting to fall inlove with you. Your voice was like one of an angel to him. Anytime he saw your smile he just had to smile back and anytime he saw your lips he urned to kiss the back.

You pulled him out of his daydream as you ranted about how long it took you to find the perfect dress and how lucky he was you even came out of your house. Then as you pulled up to Jake’s house Jay ran to your side of his car and helped you out as you went into Jake’s house.

“ I’ll meet you in 10 I gotta say hi to some old friends “. Jay said as he squeezed your hand and you squeezed his pack as you both went your separate way. You smiled as you ran over to Chaeryoung and Ryujin.

“ Better chill out there you both are actually starting to look like a real couple.. “. Ryujin said as she nudged you and Chaeryoung laughed.

“ Ryu’s right just ask him for it to be real! “. Chaeryoung said as you sighed.

“ I.. I just can’t- “

“ That’s right you can’t your relationship can never be real because he will never be over me.. “. Your eyes looked up to see a girl in a very short black dress infront of you evilly smiling back at you.

Naeun. In the first few days you and Jay dated he acted like she was an Angel but to see her in the flesh made you think she came straight from hell. Ya she was pretty but her face didn’t fit her attitude.

“ Excuse me? “

“ You heard me bitch he can never be yours because I know damn well he’s still drooling over me.. “. Naeun said as she looked you up and down.

“ Plus the fuck would he like some ugly as dollar store version of me? I know damn well your just a temporary replacement for me who is never be coming back but still.. you should still be worried.. “. Your eyes went wide as Chaeryoung looked between you two and Ryujin was getting ready to fight.

“ The fuck you looking me up and down for bitch “. Naeun said as she got closer and closer to you. By now a circle had formed around you two.

“ Just trying to looked for a reason Jay ever liked you “. Naeun rolled her eyes as she looked you dead in yours.

“ I cheated on the dumb fuck and he still wants me back beat that.. “. Your eyes went wide as you heard laughing and hollering around.

“ You know what good thing you two broke up because your honestly a heartless bitch! You don’t deserve Jay! In fact no one deserves you! Jay is sweet, and nice and more of good person then you will ever be… “. Naeun’s face went red as she felt her cheeks go red.

You stared dead at her as you saw some tall figure get infront of you.

“ So I leave my girl for five seconds and I come to hear you cheated on me and are dissing the women I’m dating you know what fuck you Naeun “. Naeun’s mouth dropped as Jay dragged you out of Jakes house.

“ I’m so sorry she said that shit.. I never new she would do this “. You smiled Jay his hands went to your waist.

“ It’s fine it was worth seeing her world shatter when you came over “. Jay smiled and then looked you in your eyes as you began to talk.

“ By the way.. why did you say you were dating me and I was your girl? “. Your eyes were full of worry for the answer you were about to get. Did he really mean it or was it up to that point tonight that he actually liked Naeun?

“ I meant it.. I’m sorry I didn’t ask you first but I want you to be my girl.. I know this started out as us fake dating but.. I want this fake to be real.. “.

“ First that’s not grammatically correct! Second why the fuck didn’t you tell me sooner? And lastly yes Jay I would love to be your girlfriend if that’s what your asking… “. Jay smiled and leaned into kiss you.

“ I’m definitely asking you to be my girlfriend “. You kissed him for a good minute before you heard hollering from 6 boys behind you.

“ WOOOOHOOO JAY’S FINALLY GETTING BITCHES !! “

“ NIKI SHUT THE HELL UP “

Thank god the fake became real.. or you would never get to meet this jiant teddy bear..

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