#Jenna Ortega x vampire

[stories4thepack]

Here but gone (part 2)

Wednesday Addams x demon!reader

Warnings: blood, descriptions of injuries, blood drinking, flash backs, Wednesday being a simp. (Anything else?)

The zitronos had taken effect. It had clawed its way into your mind and stolen all control you once had over your body. Wednesday searched your black eyes for anything, anything to show you were still there. That Y/n was still there.

The blood flowing from her abdomen drew you closer, your great, scarlet form within biting distance of her now. Your forked tongue flicking across your dagger sized tusks.

“No”

Wednesday muttered, using apart of her remaining energy to limply raise her arm. An attempt to protect herself. She hears the growl explode from your mouth, sees the way your talons crack into the stone as you rear back.

A flash of blue light sends you into the pillar behind you, your broken cry breaking past your spit dripping lips before you fall limp on the ground.

Wednesday stares in shock before turning to the light beside her. Goody places her hands over the knife tearing it from Wednesday’s body. The Raven hair is so tired, she can barley make out what the spirit is saying, barley see it vanish inside her wound. And suddenly she sits up, her wounds stitching themselves back together as if they have always been able to do so.

without a second thought, she dashes to your side. The pain having caused you to shift back into your human form. Your blood making a puddle around your weak body. She hates the way she falls to her knees beside you, snatching off the black jacket she wore and carefully wrapping you inside it, her body aching as you groaned in pain once more. She ignored the need to question the new feeling, every inch of her black soul focused on you.

she could see the deep wounds in your flesh, the rags that were your clothes doing little to hide them. She recognised the deep scratches of Laurel’s dagger and stared in near horror at the claw marks and chunks of missing flesh she could only assume had been self inflicted.

A tear nearly escaped onto her ghostly cheek

“Y/n,”

she muttered, shaking your body as gentle as she was able to, but at the cry that leaps from your throat, she snatches her hands away.

For the first time in her life, Wednesday didn’t know what to do.

———————————————————————

“You mentioned something about your kind healing with blood.”

Wednesday had mentioned as you sat in the black chair beside her typewriter. The clicking of its keys had stopped, but she did not look away from the words on the page. You looked away from your book, a slight smile on your lips as you responded.

“It does, but it’s also dangerous. “

Wednesday turns her head towards you, eyebrows raised to encourage you to continue

“My kind are rare Wednesday, a dozen left in this country at most. We cannot go about drinking from people. So, at the taste of blood, we could loose control, especially if we haven’t had it before. And, Well! If your injured, that hunger is— burning.”

Wednesday nods, turning back to her typewriter as if to continue. Yet, the irritating bugging to ask one further question got the better of her.

“Have you ever-“

“No”

There’s a silence, the goth lowers her hands from the typewriter, twisting her chair so it fully faced you. You placed your book carefully onto your lap, your face painted with curiosity and slight caution.

“Do you ever want to?”

You sigh, looking away from her, your eyes finding safety staring at Enid’s bright bed across the room. It takes you a moment but Wednesday waits. Listening to your gentle breaths before you turn back to her, eyes attempting to hide the demonic hunger Wednesday had learnt to notice.

“Nearly all the time.”

———————————————————————

You cry out as Wednesday applies pressure to you wound, attempting to stop the bleeding and yet, she watched your blood wash out from somewhere else on your body.

she felt useless, desperately trying to save you as you died anyway

———————————————————————

The night before Wednesday was expelled, you sat side by side in the outskirts of the woods. The night glowing high above. You had missed school, confined to your dorm room by both the blood moon and your own blood lust. You both sat in silence for a while, you watched the constellations while Wednesday took the time to quietly examine you from the corner of her eye. The moon light effectively hid the bags under your eyes and the tiredness in your gaze. But Wednesday knew it was there.

And she knew what was causing it…

“Y/n, you do need blood”

She suddenly declares, taken slightly aback as You laugh, throwing your hands carelessly into the air.

“And who is going to give me their blood. Unlike Vampires, I can’t drink from animals or blood bags! It makes me sick!”

“Then human blood?”

Wednesday asked, her voice carefully remaining monotone and yet her eyes staring fixedly at your face. You sigh,

“There’s still the problem of who.”

Wednesday doesn’t respond, but she turns to you, reaching to lift the sleeve of her jacket up, but your warm hands grasps hers, forcing her to stop. Usually she would of pulled away at the contact, but she doesn’t, curious at the way you command her not to, and yet your hungry eyes demanded satisfaction.

———————————————————————

“Y/n, stay with me.”

Wednesday almost begs as your eyes stare into hers. You give her a weak smile, but flinch and cry out as yet another shock of the zitronos hits you.

Wednesday cannot take it, until an idea flows into her mind. And she knows what she has to do.

“Y/n, I apologise.”

She mutters before hastily pulling up the black sleeve of her shirt, exposing her pale skin. She brings her wrist to your mouth, pressing hard against the fangs poking out of your mouth.

You can’t resist. And Wednesday knows it.

You bite down, too blinded by your own pain to fully comprehend what your doing. You drink, lapping at the blood flowing into your mouth. Groaning as your strength begins to return. You grasp her arm with your free hand, the other digging into her thigh. Wednesday is dazed, trapped in a of great pain, and yet, the willingness to let you continue is one out of pure enjoyment

The pain is nothing compare to the gentle feeling of her blood being sucked away. Your grip on her arm tightens, your eyes snapping open to reveal your blood red pupils. Filled with nothing but hunger and desperations.

you were loosing control.

Wednesday places her free arm behind your back, sitting you up to give you better access to her wrist. For some reason she trusted you, knew you would stop even if you seemingly couldn’t. She relished in the pain you were bringing her, she watched as her blood coated your lips how your scarlet eyes closed again as the zitronos was being rid from your body

“Y/n, that’s enough.”

The goth muttered as the corners of her vision darkened. But you didn’t.

“Y/n!”

She demanded. But you didn’t stop. Maybe Wednesday had been wrong to trust you, to give you her blood. Maybe she would become your prey, your first kill.

“Y/n!”

She forces out, before there’s a howl from outside.

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[blackwolfstabs]

Parker's Secret Santa Gifts🎄for @alkivm

ONE NORMAL NIGHT

In the heart of winter and in the dead of night, you and Wednesday share the woods.

fandom: Wednesday (2022) pairing: Wedesnday Addams × Fem!Vampire!Reader a/n: this is my 1st × reader ever so i'm feeling very insecure about it.. however, i wanted to do something up your alley, Alk. i also wanted to write from Wednesday because i knew writing something of Sam would be too predictable of me haha. anyways, i hope you enjoy!!

You slid into the partially dark dorm room that held your girlfriend’s strong scent. For someone as dark and mysterious as Wednesday, you never expected her to have a smell that was actually calming. However, this made it easier for you to find her. Being a vampire allowed you the same nose the werewolves had. Maybe even better, in your opinion…

Speaking of werewolves, Enid’s side of the room was the dark side, for once. She must’ve been out with her girl pack. This led you to immediately find Wednesday seated at her desk with a lit lamp as the clicking of the typewriter keys echoed off the walls. Her writing time, you presumed with a small smirk and shake of your head. It was part of her nightly routine. 

But you were looking for a night where they could just be with each other. It had snowed all day, but with the dark that you both adored, came clear skies and moonlight that made the snow sparkle. Wednesday, of course, didn’t care for sparkly things, but you hadn’t seen anything more vintage in decades. And you wanted to share that with her.

You wanted one normal night.

She never stopped typing, her black eyes undivided, but there was something about the way her shoulders braced that told you that she knew you were there. So, you approached her, but before you could speak, she did.

“What is it, Y/N?” she asked flatly. “You know this is my—”

“Yes, yes, I know. This is your writing time,” you cut her off as you stopped behind her chair and leaned against it. “I was thinking… maybe we could take a walk through the woods? We’ve been shut indoors all day because of the snowfall, and the moon is rather beautiful tonight.” You heard her give a short huff, which encouraged you to follow up with, “Almost as beautiful as you…”

Wednesday scoffed as she felt you lean down and kiss her cheek. You had just been outside, on your way over, so your lips were cold against her warm skin. It made her pull away slightly, “Oh, please, your pick-up lines are aging on me.” But even she had her own jokes to turn around on you, and she glanced up to tease, “Almost as much as you.”

To be fair, you did not see that coming as you looked away in mock offense. “You've been waiting to spring that one on me, haven’t you?”

She shrugged and went back to her writing, “Not really. You just fell into the trap.”

“Sly psychic,” you rolled your eyes.

“Dumb vampire.”

God, the way she just threw back words in any situation that made her charisma grow had your vampire instincts tingling. It made you frisky and longing for a hunt. However, if Wednesday followed your lead, you could take the thirst just to have one night with her. “Please?” you hated to beg, yet here you were doing it for her. “Can’t you spare one day of cutting your writing time short?”

Your borderline-desperate tone made her give a small smirk, and that gave you a little bit of hope. You had other plans for that night anyway, so you would make sure she’d show her side of the duality you had gotten the pleasure to know.

“Let me finish this paragraph,” she eventually gave in. 

You let her do so without trouble, pacing around the room like a caged tiger while you waited. And then she stood up from her chair and turned around to catch you looking at her.

“You’ve got the patience of a saint.” The sarcasm was thick in her flat tone.

You just shrugged and nodded to the tunic-length jacket that was lying on her bed, “That should be warm enough for you.”

The raven gave you an uncertain look as she went to retrieve it and slip it on. “Sometimes, I think you forget that I’m not a vampire,” she commented, clearly not convinced one jacket would keep her warm in the snowy wilderness.

“Never,” you assured her. When she turned around and approached you with her dark eyes trying to figure out the million thoughts behind your glowing ones, you gave her a wink. “Don’t worry, love. I’ll keep you warm.” 

She didn’t look convinced. “I’m thrilled.” Then again, she never did.

You never took that personally from her. After all, she was the one to insinuate a relationship that was more than friends. She had even stolen the first kiss between you two. As uninterested as she tried to seem, you knew she was curious about what you had in mind. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have followed you out.

The bitter cold of the winter night suited you just fine as you stepped out of the heated indoors and shook your head out to relish the chilly freedom. You sighed in delight, before looking over your shoulder to see Wednesday pacing up next to you. 

She blinked unsteadily, the breeze stinging her eyes and cheeks as her bangs were swept aside. She crossed her arms and hugged them against her chest. “It had to be tonight?”

You rolled your eyes, “Oh, come on, Wednesday, it’s not that bad!” You gave her a playful nudge. “You just need to get that warm blood pumping,” you then teased, your breed leaving you immune to the freeze.

She just growled in annoyance, which made you decide to take the first step—well, more like the second step now… “So, try and keep up,” you told her, then raced away into the woods.

It must have caught her off-guard, because she immediately followed hot in pursuit. “Y/N!” It was like she hadn’t even thought about the fact that she was rushing into a game of Tag, like it was a mindless effort that sent her after you.

Her calls made you run faster, weaving through the trees like a trained dog in agility, and you let out a triumphant howl that sent the crows scattering into the night sky. In return, you actually got a few calls back from the werewolves scouting the forest as well. “Hey, Wednesday!” you hollered over your shoulder, “you think one of those is your roommate?!”

You could hear your girlfriend’s panting grow louder as she flanked you a few yards back. “No!” she answered, “Enid wouldn’t be caught dead in this kind of cold!”

“But you’d like that, wouldn’t you?!” Being an Addams gave you so much freedom to joke about death, considering you were already dead inside. It was meant to be.

“Not tonight, Y/N!”

You just laughed and raced on, filing deeper and farther into the world of forestry that almost shielded the moonlight. The wind seemed to be going 100 miles per hour against your skin, making a million scents bathe your tongue every time you breathed in. 

And then the scent of fur and fresh-kill caught your senses. You were gaining too close to the werewolves, so you figured this was a good place to stop.

Wednesday, on the other hand, didn’t have as keen a sense of smell, which kept her racing on. She couldn’t see you anymore, but she had done that dance before. The amount of times she’d run through this very forest was unimaginable, especially with a destination known or unknown in mind. She wasn’t afraid of running through the dark; however, the crisp cold air was taking a toll on her lungs. She called out for you, slowing down to catch her breath. “Y/N?!”

Compared to the way she’d sounded a few minutes ago, back at the dorm, she wasn’t so uptight about everything. And that was where you wanted her.

The raven slowed all the way, when she didn’t receive a response from you. She glanced around as she trotted forward. “Y/N?” Her panting was silenced among the breeze and so was your movement in the low branch of the nearest tree.

When she passed it, you grabbed her arm and pulled it towards the trunk. She yelped and spun around, yanking her arm away to look up and meet your golden eyes. “Sorry,” you giggled, releasing her to comb your wind-tossed hair back with one hand. 

Her voice went back to its natural, monotoned-self. “Why are you in a tree?”

“We’re too close to the werewolves,” you nearly whispered the explanation. Then, you held your hand out to her. “Come on, I’ll help you up.” 

The gold shimmer in your eyes struck the lightest reflection in hers as she took it and let you pull half of her weight up onto the same branch.

You knew she wasn’t the most comfortable person with heights without being guarded by some sort of railing, so you made sure she was steady before you continued to lead the way up. Being a vampire, your agility and strength were reliable. You could weave quicker through the limbs. And once you reached almost ¾-ths of the way up, you crouched to check on your girlfriend.

Despite her size and normal human strength, she actually kept up well, only being a few branches below. However, being the lady vampire you were, you had lived for a few centuries. So, chivalry was definitely not dead in your era, just evolved out of the strictly-male ideals. “Wednesday!” She paused her climbing to glance up at you, which made you hold your hand out to her again. “I got you.” The cold must have been biting at her because she grabbed your hand with no hesitation, and you lifted her up, wrapping one arm around her waist to safely bring her to your level. 

She wouldn’t admit it, but the raven was relieved that you had the decency to allow her to be closest to the tree trunk. She glanced down, almost nervously, but left it undetectable as she asked, “Is there any reason why you insist on being so high up?”

“No one can see us from up here.” 

She shifted skeptically. 

“I thought you liked being uncomfortable,” you smirked. You caught the way she curved her fingers into the bark, threatening to clutch it if the branch that held them teased a crack or two.

Wednesday gave a slightly flustered sigh. “The last time I was in a tree, things didn’t go so well.” When she looked your way again, the moon light dappling through the trees made her eyes show a shade of brown that wasn’t common in her natural aesthetic. 

It took some of the frost away from the cold that you didn’t realize you could feel until that deep gaze met yours. Her frame looked even smaller as she backed up to secure herself against the trunk, which you knew she did to brace herself in case anything happened. You softened your voice as you moved closer to her. “I won’t let you fall,” the words came so naturally, it was almost considered pure.

She blinked at you. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Y/N…” 

You stopped a short distance from her, close enough to see what she hoped you wouldn’t: her desire for comfort. You slid one hand around her waist and the other over her cheek to block the winter breeze. “Here’s my promise,” you whispered, then pulled her into a gentle kiss.

To your surprise, she fell into it instantly, almost as if she was thinking of the same thing. She must have felt secure in your arms, for she then put her arms around your torso. And through the kiss, you smiled. 

She pulled away. “Is that all you got?” she tested you, looking away and over your shoulder to bait you into moving elsewhere than her lips.

You took in a deep breath, and her scent was so strong that you could almost taste her… You felt your golden gaze start to burn and your mouth start to salivate. There was a surge of power that entwined your bloodstream, and the thrill to drink made you stare at her open neck. Well… almost open. “Are you teasing me, Ms. Addams?” you asked her as you dipped your head towards the crook of her neck and nosed her braid over her shoulder, fully exposing her warm skin. 

“Bite me, Y/LN,” she almost purred into your ear. It was supposed to be a tease, but it came out more as a command.

But it was your pleasure, regardless. “Not until we’re in bed, my cold-hearted darling,” you replied, then pressed your lips to her neck. It was hard not to bite her right now. Just a little taste of that sweet drink that came out of the most savage student in Nevermore Academy would have sufficed. But you wouldn’t. Not now. For now, you forced yourself to only kiss and suckle her skin in a slow trail down her neck, but you did manage to let your fangs nip her every now and then.

All the while, Wednesday laid her head on your shoulder, sighing through the treatment with small moans, while her black nails curled into your spine when your fangs would catch her soft skin. 

It was the perfect mix of Heaven and Hell.

It was angelic and demonic.

It was sweet and stubborn.

It was you and Wednesday…

On this one normal night.

merry christmas/happy holidays alk! i hope this made you smile and i'm wishing you a very pleasureable rest of the season. thank you for being such a supportive friend 🎄✨🎁

- parker (BWS)

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[poisonlove]

— Surrender | w.a

Wednesday Addams is a girl with a cold demeanor and macabre habits who attends the mysterious Nevermore Academy. Her monotonous life and convictions are disrupted when she comes into contact with T/n, a young vampire with an enigmatic charm and a positive spirit. Despite her initial disdain for T/n, Mercoledì gradually finds herself breaking down the barriers she has built around her heart. However, when T/n, for no apparent reason, decides to distance herself from Mercoledì, the girl becomes trapped in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

I walked through the dark and mysterious hallways of Nevermore, my steps firm and silent, accompanied by the sound of my boots. My long black hair fell over my pale face as my mind was occupied by the strange absence of Y/n. I was used to her constant presence, her teasing and pranks. Despite them bothering me at times, I now realized that I missed those interactions. Somehow, Y/n had brought color to my otherwise monotonous existence.

Flashback

I was in the library, sitting among dusty volumes, when y/n appeared before me. Despite my coldness and detachment, y/n wasn't deterred.

"Hello, Wednesday. How are you?" she greeted.

"It's not your concern," I replied.

"You know, I've noticed you're always so reserved. But I'm sure there's much more behind that façade. If you ever want to talk about it, I'll be here," she said.

"I'd prefer to die than talk to you," I replied coldly. But y/n remained unfazed. On the contrary, her lips curved into a smile, a smile that caught me off guard.

I hated that light y/n emanated, I hated how she seemed to find joy even in the darkest moments. Her smile was like a ray of sunshine in a dark room, and I detested how she was slowly breaking down the barriers I had built around my heart. My coldness was my refuge, and y/n appeared determined to destroy it. It was a conflict within me, between my resistance and her relentless positivity. I was unsettled and confused by this girl who was changing my perception of the world.

End of Flashback

I continued to walk with a slow pace, feeling my heart beat slightly faster at this memory. My icy eyes stared intensely at Yoko, the vampire who shared a room with y/n. With an eerie calmness, I approached her and began the interrogation. "Yoko," I said with a calm but penetrating voice, "where is y/n?" The words came out as a whisper, but my determination shone in my eyes.

"It's none of your business," the vampire replied mockingly, but my patience had reached its limit.

I grabbed her arm with a firm grip, and while maintaining my icy gaze, I firmly repeated"Here, Yoko, all matters are my business. Now, where is y/n?" My determination knew no bounds as I awaited the answer I desired.

"Addams" Yoko began hesitantly, "I can't tell you." My gaze became even more intense, and my voice remained cold as I tightened my grip on her arm.

"You must tell me where she is," I whispered menacingly. "I won't tolerate secrets."

With a penetrating and icy gaze, I stared at Yoko. I could feel her fear as she swallowed loudly.

"If you don't tell me where she is," I whispered with a cutting voice, "I swear I'll make you suffer so intensely that you'll beg to end your life once and for all."

A stream of dark options flowed through my mind, "I could make you burn with garlic... Or bury you alive in a coffin underground..."

Yoko, with wide eyes filled with fear, understood that my reputation as a fearsome girl was not exaggerated. She was aware that I had the power to turn these gruesome threats into reality if necessary.

Yoko averted her gaze, unable to meet my cold and threatening stare. But I didn't stop, continuing with my dark threats, "Or I could take away your precious fangs," I said with an unsettling calmness, noticing her growing alarm. Yoko knew that I was playing with her terror, and the fact that my threat touched her vampiric aspect terrified her even more. She was trapped in my web of dark secrets and relentless threats, and she knew that the only way out was to reveal the truth I was seeking.

"Ehm... okay, okay, you'll find her in Emma's room, Bianca's roommate," a surprised gasp escaped my lips involuntarily, but I quickly regained my usual composure.

"Now, please, get your hands off me!" the vampire impatiently requested.

I gave her a sinister smile and complied slowly before turning away from her. As I walked toward Bianca's room and her insufferable roommate, my thoughts were racing. What was happening in that room? That feeling of disgust, different from my usual pleasant disgust, was unsettling me.

Various hypotheses about the strange encounter between y/n and Emma were driving me mad. As I increased my pace towards Bianca's room, I could feel the strange gazes of the other students on me. But I didn't care at all.

I was anything but normal, and everyone knew it. My thirst for the truth and the desire to uncover what was happening outweighed any concerns about what others thought of me. I had a goal, and I wouldn't allow anything or anyone to stop me.

I stopped in front of Bianca's room, my hearing honed by years of unsettling explorations and dark secrets. The strange noises from inside immediately captured my attention: laughter, whispers, and that faint moan. I clenched my jaw tightly, my sharp mind trying to decipher what lay behind that closed door.

Curiosity mixed with concern, and my gaze became determined. With an eerie certainty, I knew I had to find out what was happening beyond that mysterious threshold.

Without a second thought, I opened the door and entered the room.

Y/n lay on the floor, in pain but with an enigmatic smile on her lips, while Emma held a wand in her hands, clearly channeling her magic. The sight hit me like a punch to the gut.

"What the hell is going on here?" I demanded.

Emma, disgusted, looked at me with eyes full of disdain. "Who invited you here, Addams?"

Emma, a classic and refined beauty, stood up and approached me. Her complexion was fair and luminous, with expressive brown eyes that captured attention. Her hair was brown and flowing, falling softly on her shoulders in a simple yet elegant cut. Her posture was confident, and her face reflected a mixture of determination and disgust as she confronted me. Her presence was remarkable, and her style was clean and sophisticated, in perfect harmony with her distinct aura.

I wrinkled my nose in disgust, noticing the freckles around Emma's face that emphasized our proximity.

My hatred for Emma made me grit my teeth as I tried to stay composed. "I wanted to talk to y/n," I stated coldly, not hiding my contempt.

"We're spending the day together, and y/n is helping me perfect my spells. I don't think there's room for you here, Wednesday," she replied with a coldness that matched my own.

Tension hung heavy in the air.

"It seems Yoko didn't keep her promise," y/n intervened sarcastically. Her words made me raise an eyebrow in confusion. What did she mean?

I turned to y/n, diverting my attention away from Emma. "What do you mean?" I asked.

Y/n looked down at her hands hesitantly, then sighed. "Nothing," she replied timidly. Her strange behavior only piqued my curiosity further, and without a second thought, I began to walk slowly toward her. Despite Emma's protests, I had no intention of giving up. The truth was within reach, and I wouldn't stop until I uncovered it.

My usual cold tone softened slightly as I asked again, "What were you referring to?"

Y/n lowered her head and seemed to ignore me. My curiosity grew, and, seized by a moment of anger at her lack of response, I took y/n's hand, intertwining our fingers.

Surprisingly, I felt warmth emanating from the palm of her hand.

For a vampire, it emitted an unusual warmth.

Without a second thought, I exerted force to pull y/n up from the bed, not noticing the sensation of cobwebs seemingly weaving in my stomach. My determination to get answers was stronger than anything else, and I was unaware of the growing blush on my cheeks. I thought it might be due to an impending illness and dismissed this strange feeling, continuing my pursuit of the truth.

Emma's eyes stared at me with irritation. "Let her go," the witch muttered under her breath. "It's okay,"  y/n said timidly, but her response didn't convince me at all.

Without any hesitation, I dragged y/n out of the room, breaking the contact between our hands. My cold gaze settled on her as I observed her carefully.

"So, what's gotten into you?" I asked calmly.

Y/n ignored my gaze and timidly bit her lip, revealing her sharp fangs. My expression remained cold and impassive, showing no empathy. My piercing gaze highlighted T/n's embarrassment.

"It's better if I go," y/n mumbled with embarrassment.

A sigh escaped my lips as I watched her turn away and start walking down the corridor. However, I felt the need to stop her.

"Wait," I asserted before she got too far.

Y/n turned towards me, looking at me with curiosity. In that moment, I noticed that the sunlight filtering through the window emphasized the pallor of her skin, a fascinating contrast with her dark hair.

Her black eyes scrutinized me attentively, as if they wanted to delve into my soul. Then, unexpectedly, a smile escaped her, displaying her sharp canines. A shiver ran down my spine, but not out of fear.

My eyes wandered along y/n's figure, and I involuntarily swallowed when I noticed her exposed neck. I felt uncomfortable, a completely new sensation for me in the presence of this girl.

I began to confess what had been lingering in my mind for a long time. My tone remained cold as I spoke.

"I know I'm not a normal girl... I don't like physical contact much, I hate human stupidity... I don't like novelty; I'm a girl with strange, macabre tastes who, above all, adores routine."

My voice became more uncertain as I continued, "That's why I hate what you're doing, that's why I hate your interest in me... That's why I hate what you make me feel... you're something that disrupts my damn routine."

Y/n widened her eyes in surprise, then, with superhuman speed, she rushed toward me, making me feel a rush of air. Her reaction caught me off guard; I wasn't sure how she would respond to these sincere yet cold confessions.

Y/n's hand landed on my cheek, her nails tracing my skin gently. Her black eyes looked at me serenely, and they seemed to shine for a dark reason. Her hand moved down my lips, grazing them with the tips of her fingers.

"Why couldn't you tell me earlier?" Y/n murmured weakly, biting her lip.

"I didn't want to give in to these feelings," I confessed in a whisper, feeling a strange need to bite her vampire-like lips.

Y/n looked at me curiously, then smiled. It was a satisfied smile, marked by her damn sharp fangs.

She knew she had won.

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lust (3)𖤐 wednesday addams

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

or is it?

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Metanoia (or not?...)

Metanoia:(n) meta·​noia - a transformative change of heart...especially : a spiritual conversion

Part 1. - Part 2. - Part 3. - Part 4. - Part 5.

Parings: Wednesday x Dracula!Reader (GN)

(Im doing the gif based on what the chapter reflects bare with me)

Warnings: they are a little older(19, lets say nevermore is a college), Blood, swearing, fighting, near death experience, light mention of death, and a tiny (maybe lot) angst.

WordCount: 5.5k

this is literally Soft Wednesday for sure. (Reader is Masc)

Bold italics are flashbacks.

A/n: Yes, I am almost to the crazy part of this book lol. You all will get the juicy parts in the upcoming chapter...maybe lol depends on how i feel. There is some Serbian in here but i done forgot what it meant oops- but use ya context clues cause i know google translate works one way and one way only lol Enjoy :) (how do you make these words small.. i wanna be experienced with this app too)

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Blurring to the house you felt the hairs on your arms raise when a hand wrapped around your arm sending you into the ground. The wind was knocked out of you, coughing loudly looking around to find Alek hovering over you, 

“Okay, before we go in there I need you to try and gather yourself now. We have two huge problems on our hands.” He started, 

“Huge? What could be more bigger than the Council-” A body collided with yours sending you deeper into the ground. D hopped off your body dusting off the dirt on her shirt. 

“Hey newbie, glad you can join us. Would you be so kind in helping us calm this woman down?” D sarcastically sang out when another body slid next to the three of you. Sofi hopped up growling loudly smacking the decomposed hand that attempted to clean the dirt from her jeans. Catching your eyes, she sent you a bright smile blurring back into the house. 

“The hell is going on?” You yelled out when the sound of thunder drummed around you. Cupping your hands onto your ears the sound became louder as you squeezed your eyes shut. 

“It’s…Marija! Only you can stop her!” D yelled out mirroring your actions but you being an Ascendent the sound was nothing compared to what they felt. Wobbling onto your feet, you made way into the house. You planted your feet when a gust of wind smacked you in the face. Squinting your eyes, Bora's figure was seen being thrown from up stairs to your feet. You were quick to help her up. 

“The fuck is going on?” You asked Bora as she wiped the blood that dripped from her forehead.(You have yet to ask them why they bleed.) 

“Marjia is going through a painful time accepting the damn truth.” She growled out, blurring back upstairs. You followed behind her when you heard Raina yelling at Marija. 

“You need to calm down before you draw attention to us and the damn Council finds the Ascendent and kills them!” After those words flew out her mouth a loud thud was heard in the room. You bursted through the door to find Raina on the floor unconscious and Bora running to her side checking for any signs of life(?) The loud ringing in your ears went silent and the wind came to a halt when her eyes locked with yours. 

“Hey, I’m going to need you to calm down.” You ordered, the girl in front of you could only shake her head as tears brimmed her eyes. Confusion swarmed around you when Marija ran out the balcony window, you turned to face Bora helping up a very weak Raina. “Go.” she shooed you off, you nodded blurring out the window vaulting over the balcony rails landing behind the girl looking up at the sky. 

“You don’t understand what I feel right now so I need you to stand back before I kill you.” She whispered, her chest falling and rising faster by the second. If the sky wasn’t dark before it sure was now, you inched forward reaching your arm to grab her shoulder when a lightning bolt struck you both. Feeling the shock run through your body as you fall to your knees you groan at the overwhelming feeling bubbling in your chest. Bora and Raina blurred with the rest of the OB watching the scene in front of them off in the field. 

“She’s going to kill them!” Raina yelled out, taking a step forward when Bora held her back. “No.” Bora shook her head, turning Raina to face her. “You are not like them. You’ll be burned to a crisp if you take a few more steps. OB or not.” She warned the girl who could only huff a breath turning back to the two of you in the open. Rein appeared next to the crew fixing his tie. 

“What a lovely light show you got going on for the Ascendent!” He cheered out when D patted his back shaking her head. “More like the Newbie is basically a spitting image of Marija’s deceased mate.” Reins eyes widened snapping his head to the OB. 

“Oh. I thought I mentioned that.” Rein thought out loud when multiple groans were heard around him. Bora sighed, watching for an opening to stop her. A cry strangled out your mouth when heat started to plant against your skin. 

“Marija…I need you to come back to me please. It hurts.” You mumbled out as your head hung. The girl glanced back, noticing your grip loosening from her arm but the shocks kept coming in. 

“D, show them.” Bora whispered. Raina sighed, placing a small peck on her lover's shoulder, stepping back. D nodded, locking her eyes on the two of you. Once her eyes turned white so did yours and once Marija’s eyes turned the shocks stopped. Rein took a step forward but Raina and Bora were quick to stop him. 

“Let them see.”

“Moja ljubav, did you move my tool box?” your voice rang through the spacious house. Walking down the hallway into the kitchen a small tune was heard. Peeking your head from the corner, your eyes caught the woman humming as she washed the dishes. Your heart skipped a beat when you noticed the smile you fell for centuries ago. Tip-toeing behind the woman, you snaked your arms around her waist placing your chin down on her shoulder. 

“You finally came back in, how is the project coming along?” she whispered as you planted a kiss on her neck. Her smile was contagious when all you could do is hum and lean more into her. 

“It's coming. I think someone moved my tools so it seems like I can’t work today.” you sang out, rocking you both back and forth. She let out a small scoff, shrugging her shoulders, turning off the faucet, facing you. 

“I wonder where those tools went.” you sent her a look catching on to her little game, sighing loudly you placed your forehead against hers smiling softly. 

“I think my wife would know ... .hmm” You squint your eyes digging your fingers into her sides pulling a laugh from her as she moved away. You scooped her into your arms carrying her to the couch as you dived into the huge cushion. Giggling was heard around the house when all you could do was smile. 

“I love you.” You whispered after a beat of silence. Locking her eyes onto yours she leaned in kissing you softly. “And I love you.” wrapping your arm around her waist you brought her closer deepening the kiss. You pulled away looking at the clock displayed on the wall. 

“I need to go meet Alek when the sun sets.” you spoke moving away from her grabbing your shades from the island. She sat up on her elbows, sending you a look. You waved your hand placing on your ring then glancing at the huge window that displayed the ocean. 

“Stop overthinking, I thought once we die the anxiety goes away.” She scoffed at your gift, chunking a pillow your way which you swiftly caught. Reading her mind a bit more, a goofy smile smacked across your face. 

“I’ll buy the wine if you make- oh now that's what i'm talking about!” You laughed out grabbing your keys. She blurred into your arms pressing her lips into yours. 

“Hurry back, Bora needs us at the OBH in the morning.” She whispered against your lips unlocking the door with her free hand as you were too busy trying to sneak in one more kiss. When the door opened you pulled away, placing a kiss onto her forehead. 

“I love you Y/n” smiling you walked out but before you closed the door you looked back sending her a smile. 

“And I love you Marija. Za Veconst.” 

A scream rang through your ears when the horrid images flashed in your mind as the white still clouded your vision. Marija still stood in front of you now with her hand clutched in yours as her eyes glowed. 

Your eyes fluttered open, noticing your parents sitting in front of you. The slight shaking around you indicated that you were in your family's limo. Your parents whispered amongst themselves but you could clearly hear what they were talking about. 

“It’s a shame that killing me off would save your ass from the council.” You whispered as the veins darkened under your eyes and your fangs poked out your lip. Your mother glanced your way, fear seeping from her pores. You could smell the fear and you couldn't lie…you loved the way they were terrified of you. 

“We are not going to kill you.” Your father spoke out closing the privacy screen behind him but the slight turn the car made caused the hairs on your skin to rise. Glancing at the opening in the window a light caught your attention. You blurred out of your seat dashing out the back window tumbling into the woods. A force caused your back to hit the ground when a pair of dark eyes locked with yours. 

“The Council would be glad that we saved them a fight.” he spoke, weaving his fingers through your hair dragging you to the road. You struggled against his hold trying to free yourself but with the strength he held it was easy for you just to give in. Tossing you onto the wet road your eyes caught your family talking to a man in a large trench coat. 

“I can give you two days to get out of here before I contact the Council on our location.” Your father nodded, sparing you one last glance then walking back to the limo. You called out for them but not one of them stopped. A pair of strong arms wrapped around your torso lifting you onto the back of the truck. Rain began to fall clinging the mud onto your clothes, your tears began to fall along with the droplets that settled onto your varsity jacket. Laughter was heard around when a man leaned forward sending you a sinister smile. 

“So much for a dangerous being, she’s crying!” You could hear your brother's cries from when he was dragged out of your home when you were younger. You locked your eyes with the man growling, 

“Get me out of these chains and I can show you dangerous.” 

His laughter locked in his throat when his hands went to break the chains around your hands and feet. The dark eyes he displayed now seemed hollow when you stood to your feet ignoring the protest from the other two behind you. Glancing back, you caught eyes with the taller man. 

“Kill them.” 

Hopping off the back of the truck, the cries from the men were heard. Ripping of flesh and breaking of bones echoed around the forest when you walked to the limo but stopped at the man in the trench coat. He stood almost eight feet tall but the look in his eyes made him seem small when you whispered, 

“You were the one who took my brother from me. I remember you.” You started sending him a smile that made the man whimper once he saw the pool of blood that dripped from the tailgate behind you. Stopping in front of the man, you locked eyes and sent him a look causing him to wail out a bunch of pleas. 

“You are going to go back to the Council and tell them I will kill each and every one of them for the death of my brother. Send them a visual reminder as well.” You stopped grabbing a fistful of his shirt bringing his ear to your lips. 

“I want you to rip out everything that gives you life.” 

Letting go of the man, his eyes were empty. Making his way into the truck, he drove off as you opened the door to the limo taking a seat facing your petrified parents. 

“This is what’s going to happen. You are going to take me somewhere safe and you can continue your life. We can forget this ever happened. Okay?” Your parents nod eyes now draining the gold that you once loved into a dark gray of emptiness. Your father whispered to the driver the destination and once the limo started its way, you leaned your head against the window. The gold in your parents eyes were now back and your father handed you a water bottle. 

“This will be a good school for you to study more about your ascension. Your mother and I will be on a business trip in Amsterdam but we will come down during your graduation!” He beamed wrapped his arm around your mother. She could only nod, sending you a tight lipped smile. 

“You might even find a husband for a mate down here.” She mumbled out, causing your father to nod his head. 

“Do not disappoint us Y/n.” Your father spoke when you leaned back looking out the window once again. Your golden eyes flashed the hollow color your parents once had as you closed your eyes letting the gut feeling send you into a deep slumber. 

Your hand fell limp when your body collided into the ground. You groaned at the pain now subsiding, Marija dropped to her feet pulling you into her arms. 

“Hey, I need you to look at me.” She pleaded, grabbing your jaw to face her, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your body went numb. Marjias head lifted to lock eyes with Bora, tears beginning to swarm. Raina was the first to blur to your side holding your head in her lap. “Hey Newbie, I need you to wake up.” She spoke tapping your pale cheeks that seemed to hue a darker color by the second. Bora made way next to Marija placing a hand on her shoulder, 

“Now you can see they are not your past lover.” Bora whispered in her ear but what shocked the two OB’s was the words Marija whispered, 

“No, but they are the answer to ending the Council.” Bora nodded but Marija shook her head, grabbing Bora's wrist. “No Bora you don’t understand…They used the power of a deceased Ascendant.” Raina gasped, snapping her head to you pressing her hand against your chest, waking you instantly. You jumped up, blurring to the house, Alek ran after you as fear filled all over your body. Tripping over the last step you fell on your back sliding into the living room ramming into the back of the couch. Alek stopped holding his hands up slowly inching his way towards you. 

“I need you to relax, why don’t we grab you a bag and we get you out those clothes.” you looked down to see most of your shirt was burnt and blood coated your arms. The rest of the OB and Rein appeared in the house when tears began to brim your eyes. 

“Why can’t I remember the ride to Nevermore?”  You croaked out standing onto your feet but moving away from everyone. Rein took a step forward clearing his throat, 

“You used your brother's gift to forget.” You shook your head running a hand through your hair. 

“No. He’s dead. That is not possible.” You protested looking around to find some sort of answer but the look on everyone's face around you showed that they were as shocked as you were. Bora sighed nodding her way to the Med bay which answered your questions. Slouching over you dragged your feet to the room sitting on the chair with your eyes glued to the ceiling. Bora walked in and your eyes widened at the state Marija left her in. Hopping off the chair, you sat her down grabbing a washcloth and the bowl of warm water that sat on the counter. 

“I’ll heal, don’t worry about it.” You shook your head, dabbing the damp cloth on the open wound on her shoulder. You both sat in silence as you tended to her injuries while the rain picked up again. 

“Must be Marija.” You whispered as your chest tightened when a clash of soft thunder bounced through the house. Bora hummed looking down at her wounds, now healing a lot faster than she thought. 

“You’re healing me. Sofis gift.” Bora spoke, running her fingers over the scar that was fading away. You hummed back, shrugging your shoulders, 

“I just thought of the stories my parents told my brother and I about the Death Summoner. Not only can she summon the dead but heal the wounded.” Bora scoffed softly looking at the door seeing Raina pass by with D following behind giggling. 

“Even though you are not Marija’s mate…you will still feel as if you both are connected in some way.” Bora started catching the slight huff you released dropping the cloth in the bowl. 

“I feel…upset that I can’t help her, the pain she feels having to be in the same room is a spitting image of someone she loved for centuries.” You started standing from your seat grabbing the stack of clothes Bora placed on the end of the chair when she walked in, removing your ripped shirt and changing into the new one. 

“I saw the last memories of her mate. I could feel the Council ripping their head from their body. The teeth sinking into their neck- Bora I could feel it all.” Bora huffed sending you a sympathetic look as you shook your head hearing the muffled sobs with your enhanced hearing. 

You walked to the door, sending Bora one last look then made your way to your room. You hopped on your bed with your eyes trained on the pig tailed girl's balcony with a million thoughts running through your head. 

The night covered the small village just a few hundreds miles away from Nevermore as horrid screams were heard around. The tall man sat in a tent keeping his eyes trained on the entrance with a sinister smile on his face. 

“Bring him in.” He boomed. A boy was tossed into the tent with blood running from his nose. The man tilted his head examining the frightened child in front of him, almost like a predator inspecting his meal before feasting. 

“Child, what info do you have on the ascendent?” He asked, the boy whimpered looking at the man through his lashes. 

“They are no longer staying on Campus. They are staying with a group of people and I think their chosen one is Wednesday.” He whimpered out when snarling was heard from outside. Alucard hummed, taking in the boy's posture. 

“So the Ascendant has already found their mate…hmmm very well. I will have my right hand have you back before breakfast.” he spoke, waving his hand as a very slender man walked into the tent grabbing a fist full of the boy's jacket dragging him out the tent. “Thank you Rowan. Your honesty and loyalty will be paid soon. Till we meet in Jericho.” And with that the boy was no longer seen. Alucard growled softly when a man walked into the tent. 

“How far are they?” The man in front of him kneeled to his feet extending his hand letting Alucard grasp letting the vision play in his mind. He hummed letting go grabbing his ax that sat next to his seat walking out the tent. Blood was painted everywhere as a fanged smile plastered his face. 

“My children!” He roared as all heads turned to the man, “Drink what you can, the Council will be arriving tomorrow night. Please leave a message and let them know…THE Alucard is alive and well..killing.” He spoke nodding his way to the man next to him who lifted his staff that sent the rest of the ferals wild. Alucard started his walk down the village with the man by his side. 

“Grim ... .would you please remind my children that when we arrive to remain casual; in the dark. We are not a threat to the Ascendant. We will monitor the Ascendent for a day till we make ourselves visible. No one harms their mate, understand?” Grim nodded at his request. Alucard nodded, making his way down the village with a bloodied smile. 

“Matter of fact, get ready…we will go tonight.” 

Ever since you ascended, sleep was not your best friend anymore. Screams and cries drummed in your ears when you closed your eyes. Once you ascend, sleep is not a priority but to fight the strongest beings in the world? You need all the sleep you can get. You hummed at the silence when you kept your eyes shut but the front door opening and a whiff of Vanilla scent sent you blurring to the top of the stairs, 

“Thank you Principal Weems for accepting our terms, I will be sure that Wednesday gets her classes completed and will be under our supervision.” Bora spoke, sending Weems a small smile. You kept your eyes glued to the girl standing next to the tall woman. You knew that she knew you were watching when her head looked up to meet your eyes. 

“You’re gonna burn a hole through the ground if you don’t control your venom.” A voice spoke next to you as you shut your mouth looking over. Raina sent you a teasing smile, you rolled your eyes mirroring her actions. 

“How come when I am near her it's like it doesn't happen, but when i feel…” you paused trying to find the right word- 

“Excited? Protective? Horn-” 

“Alerted.” You cut off Raina’s amusement by sending her a look then looking back down at the girl. “What will happen if I turn her before the Council arrives? I remember my mother telling me stories about needing a certain ceremony to turn your mate.” You mindlessly spoke keeping your eyes on Wednesday when Raina snickered. 

“You were young Y/n. I think your mother meant something else other than a ‘ceremony’.” Raina added. Your neutral expression now displaced grimace when you now knew what she meant. “No, I- no.” Raina snickered softly patting your back walking back into her room. Bora pointed at you when both pairs of eyes caught yours, you sent them a small smile blurring next to Bora. 

“Thank you Principal Weems.” The lady in front of you nodded, handing the rest of Wednesday's luggage to Alek who appeared out of nowhere. The boy blurred to your room then in a matter of seconds blurred past you all into the living room. “Well, I will make my way back to campus to arrange the lockdown for when the Council arrives.” She spoke looking between you and Wednesday. “If you’ll excuse me.” You send her a nod as Bora walks her out. 

“I can not lie, the house is alot bigger than I imagined.” Wednesday started. You chuckled, grabbing her hand guiding her up the stairs to your room. Once you both were settled you sat on the window seal with your eyes glued to Wednesday typing on her laptop. 

“If you stare a little harder, you might be able to read my thoughts.” Wednesday mumbled with her eyes still glued to her screen. Your eyes widen, “Was that a joke Wednesday?” You teased and laughed when you caught a small smile on her lips. You stood up casually strolling to the other side of the bed. 

“Don’t tempt me, I might.” You spoke that sent a scoff out her mouth sparing you a small glance. For some odd reason the voice in your head wanted to hold her close. The thought of pressing your lips against her neck sent your knees buckling before you. You gripped the shelf but the strength you held knocked the books on top of you. Wednesday rushed to your side placing a hand on the back of your neck that sent your vision spirling. Bad idea. The urge to pin her against the way and sink your teeth into her skin…but not in a blood draining way-

“I uh- I need some fresh air.” You spoke back pedaling away from her. Once you made contact with the door you blurred downstairs and out into the kitchen grabbing a bag of blood from the fridge, you almost slurped the bag with how fast you drank. Letting out a loud sigh ringing throughout the kitchen, you leaned your head against the fridge door clamping your eyes shut. After a few moments of attempting to rid the visions/thoughts in your head, you walked out the back door onto the patio that displayed your view from your room of Nevermore. 

“Don’t tell me you already have trouble in Paradise?” You looked over your shoulder to see Alek walking your way and mirroring your actions, leaning against the balcony rail. You scoffed shaking your head, 

“More like the opposite.” You sighed running your fingers through your hair. Aleks eyes widened and stifled a laugh. “I guess we are a pack now.” You narrowed your eyes at his response but rolled them when realization dawned on you. 

“Don’t worry, it was a direct thought so I heard it.” Blowing out a breath, you hung your head low. “I don’t know why I feel like this all of a sudden, it's only been a few weeks of knowing her.” 

“But it feels like years huh,” Alek sighed out taking a seat on the patio chair keeping his eyes on the clear skies. “It will get better, Newbie, don’t worry.” You turned his way leaning your back against the patio rail eyeing him. 

“How come you know a lot of this?” You mentioned, motioning your hand to your balcony. He smiled shaking his head, “I had a mate too y’know” 

You nodded looking back at the campus, sighing softly. Alek came a bit closer placing a hand on your shoulder, 

“I lost her during the Civil War. We came to an agreement that she will stay human. A stray bullet struck her as she was coming in from the bath into our room. Ever since then, I could not bring myself to move on. Same with Bora.” Alek spoke but hearing that Bora lost her mate too was something that turned your insides. 

“Bora was the first Original right?” Alek shook his head leaning more onto the rail as you both heard laughter coming from the living room. 

“Bora was the mate of the first Original. She was actually the first from the native tribe to turn. Her blood was from the ‘Supernatural Chief’ so when she became one of us she developed a gift and from there I guess the stories on the first OB spree is how it all developed to be OB’s too. Dude it's really complicated to explain but Rein was there.” You nodded looking back once more to see Bora walking to the kitchen. She caught your eyes, sending you a warm smile. Alek patted your back taking a seat onto the lawn chair chuckling, 

“Come sit, you look so tense. Plus, the girls got Wednesday. You might not want to go in there right now.” You chuckled at his response, taking a seat next to him as he handed you a blood bag. “Definitely not going in right now.” 

Bora came from around the corner of the kitchen handing everyone a blood bag and Wednesday a water bottle. She took a seat onto the couch near Sofi who was playing chess with D who was indeed throwing a whole tantrum. 

“This is so not fair Soph. You know I suck at this game.” D muttered out moving her pawn as Sophie giggled, moving her knight knocking off D’s piece from the board. D looked up sending her a glare when a hand was placed on her head patting lightly, 

“My love, be a wonderful girlfriend and keep Alek and the Ascendant some company.” Raina whispered. D grumbled hopping onto her feet heading out the back door. Raina sighed, taking a seat next to Wednesday. 

“So how are things going with your mate?” Raina asked the girl who only shrugged her shoulders, “I do not know, one minute we are in each other's arms and it feels like home then the next, they’re standing almost a hundred feet away and ignoring me like a plague.” Wednesday explained what caused Bora and Raina to giggle. 

“Oh Wednesday,” Bora sighed out, “They are fighting the urge to not turn you.” Raina finished Bora's sentence as they both turned to Sophie who caught their gaze grabbing her headphones walking upstairs.

“When it comes to a Mate who is not one of us comes with a ceremony that we use to change them and have them bonded to us for eternity.” Bora spoke out. 

“Ceremony?” Wednesday quivered her eyebrow as Raina giggled once more, shaking her head. Bora sent a small smile towards the girl, “Don’t worry, it is not what you think but it is what you will not expect-” 

D slid the door open throwing herself onto the free lawn chair tossing the whiskey bottle towards you which you quickly caught. Alek turned to face D and the look she gave the both of you sent Alek howling in laughter. You looked between them till D’s voice was heard in your head. 

“They’re giving Newbies mate here ‘the talk’.” 

“The talk?” You spoke aloud, confusion swarming in your iris. D opened her mouth to speak when Wednesday's voice boomed through the house. Your eyes widened when the door swiped open and her face came into view. Her hand wrapped around your wrist dragging you inside. A yelp slipped out your mouth when Alek sent you a small telepathic message. 

“Good luck, let's hope your fangs don’t fall off” 

You sent the girls a look once you passed them when all they could do is giggle and wave your way. A whimper was heard from you when the girl literally dragged you up the stairs and sat you onto the bed as she towered over you. 

“Why did you not mention that if you do not turn me, Marija could end up being your mate?” Your eyes widen at this new information. Shaking your head, you stood up to protest but her hand rammed against your chest sitting you back down. 

“No. Sit down.” 

You stood quiet with your head hung low, waiting for what she had to say but once her hand gripped your jaw, you could have sworn you lost function in your body. 

“For being the most dangerously powerful being on the planet, you seem so weak as of right now.” You looked up to defend yourself but the look in her eyes seemed to answer your question to why she is acting this way. You stood up wrapping your arms around her waist, blurring her to the wall. 

“I could be your worst nightmare Wednesday, do not tempt me.” You whispered, your fangs peeked out your lips as your breath mixed with the girl trapped in front of you. 

“Nightmares are my favorite part of sleeping.” She whispered back leaning up causing her lip to brush against yours. 

“If you are a nightmare…” 

Your body buzzed with a new found feeling that made you feel as if you could destroy anything in your way. Rip apart the council to feel what you feel. Break through into the center of the earth to feel the heat you were feeling at the moment throughout your body. You’d steal all the burning gasses in the dark sky but for what cause…the light that could guide you to where you belong is in the eyes staring back into your soul. 

“...then make me sleep for eternity.” 

You smashed your lips into hers as her hand gripped your jaw bringing you in, deepening the kiss. You were stupid for not kissing her sooner, the energy that coursed through your body caused you to blur the both of you onto the dresser that shattered the mirror behind Wednesday. A small moan slipped the girls mouth that sent you onto cloud 9. Hands were felt underneath your shirt that was discarded in a matter of milliseconds. Another blur and you had her against the door quickly locking the door but your lips never left hers. Her kiss is something you could feel for as long as you roam this earth. Her heartbeat was drumming in your ears that caused your head to turn but with the speed, you ended up on the other side of the room with her on top of you. 

“How did you control my speed?” You whispered, attempting to speak with her lips still glued onto yours. She only shook her head leaning back removing her top, 

“Shut up and kiss me.” 

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A/n: Yes, I left yall hanging like that. I, myself am not ready to write that JUST yet but be ready for the next chap dropping maybe this weekend or next week! (this for that one person lol) but i am thinking of making a 2-3 story series....maybe. (this is actually a book i am looking to get published...my music manager wants me to start publishing my books)

But i hope you all like it and stick around for more on Jenna! <3

#wlw #fanfiction #wednesday x reader #jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader #wednsday addams #dracula #twilight #twilight saga #vampire #fantasy

[fandomnerd9602]

Can you do a Phoebe Atwell (The Babysitter: Killer Queen) x Male Reader where the reader is a vampire and he shows his true face by killing Sonya and Max? Thank you for making my day better

Y/N slices through Sonya and Max with his wings and sucks out their blood…

Y/N: are you okay?

Phoebe: yeah. So you’re a-a vampire?

Y/N: I only feed on bad people

Phoebe: that’s so hot

Y/N: your pulse is pounding harder

Phoebe: it’s just nerves. It’s not like your incredibly hot or anything

#jenna ortega x male reader #jenna ortega imagine #jenna Ortega #jenna ortega imagines #jenna ortega x reader #vampire reader #horror comedy #Phoebe atwell #netflix

[caitlynskitten]

Are you shipping Yoko and Wednesday?! Where did that come from Cait? ☠️☠️☠️

MAYBE?! I MEAN IS IT CRAZY??!!!! They could work I mean 🥺🥺🥺 like seriously a raven and a vampire? I think there’s some potential there.

I know I’ve made posts about Wednesday bullying Yoko but I think what made me change my mind was, yes, it was the cuddle buddy ideas. I just kept thinking how cute it would be for them to have cuddle sessions and then it just kind of progressed from there 💀

Then again I think I’m thinking of this as a soap opera kind of thing. Where these two have an affair with each other behind Enid and Divina. It’s so wrong…. but it’s exciting in a way. (This is all fantasy btw I don’t condone cheating💀)

Do we have any Yoko X Wednesday shippers here? What would their ship name be? Woko? Wanaka? Yaddams?

#asks #wednesday #wednesday addams #the addams family #wednesday series #wednesday netlfix #yoko tanaka #yoko and wednesday #wednesday and yoko #yoko x wednesday #raven vampire #Jenna Ortega #naomi j. ogawa

[staticspacedudes]

Print shop sale this weekend!!!!!

#artists on tumblr #painting #portraitart #traditional art #artwork #my artwork #watercolour portrait #horror movies #gouache #saw x #amanda young #shawnee smith #interview with the vampire #claudia iwtv #the lost boys #maxine minx #maxxxine #x movie #jenna ortega #lisa frankenstein #zendaya #challengers

[stories4thepack]

The vampire bites the Physic

Wednesday Addams x vampire!reader

(Requested)

Warnings: blood, injury, stabbing (yeah!)

“No!”

You scream, the power of your words scratching the back of your throat like it were the dagger thrusted into Wednesday.

you can smell the blood before you see it

Crackstone twists the blade with a grin. You can hear the sickening tear of Wednesday’s flesh. Your want to run to her side, protect your girlfriend. Yet, the way your mouth waters at the scarlet, stained, school-shirt reveals how much of a danger you are right now.

Laurel Gates strides over to you, a silver dagger in her hand. You know she is going to kill you, plunge it into your heart while wearing that cruel, psychotic smirk.

“Stop,”

Crackstone hisses, his semi-rotten voice box doing little to aid his speech

“Let the leach finish of Goody Addams. “

The cuffs around your wrists are suddenly released, causing you to fall onto your knees. As well as smelling Wednesday’s, you feel your own blood flowing down the side of your head. A result of the beating you had suffered. You hear Wednesday slip to the floor, amazed she hadn’t yet screamed out.

“Bye Bye Wednesday.”

Laurel giggles, tailing Crackstone out of the Crypt. You crawl to the goths side, ignoring the way your chest burns with hunger. When you reach her, you lean against the pillar, exhausted by the pain from your own attack and the hunger flowing through your veins.

“Your going to be alright Wednesday.”

“Is your vampiric Vision impaired? I’m dying!”

You attempt to chuckle but the hunger that is making your vision scarlet and tightening your throat, makes the sound come out as more of a hiss. You’ve learnt to push the hunger down, and continue on with the day, but with more and more of Wednesdays blood flowing from the wound, it becomes increasingly difficult.

“I should put pressure on it, right?”

You manage to force out of your mouth, the words strangled but hopefully understandable. Wednesday doesn’t say anything.

You quickly crawl to your knees, placing your hands over the wound and pushing down hard. The goths face scrunches up in momentary pain. You smile, trying to help as much as you can

but then you look down.

Her blood flows over your fingers, decorating your skin a dark, red. You breath catches in your burning chest, your eyes fading into a dark, deep scarlet. You can not hear Wednesday speaking to you, trapped in your own hungry thoughts, before her hand wraps weakly around yours.

“I can read your face as if you were one of my murder novels, I find your intentions humorous.”

She mumbles, a tiny smile on her face, which is somehow growing paler than it usually is. You look back to the wound, your fingers have unintentionally curved slightly into it.

“Proceed Y/L/N.”

Wednesday mutters, your head snapping towards her face once more. You want to argue, to resist but the single, weak, curt nod she gives you is enough to make your shove away any form of doubt.

You carefully lean forward, your heart flutters as Wednesday lifts her head slightly, allowing you full access to her throat. You brush her messy hair away, unable to fully understand what you are doing. That is, until your lips press against her cool skin. You can feel her heart beat slowing with every second and suddenly, you know what you need to do.

You pull away, ignoring the confused look on Wednesdays face at your action. You place both hands on the Handel of the blade, forcing back your hunger as much as possible.

“This is going to hurt.”

You say, before yanking the dagger out of her body. You hear her hiss, see her eyes close and perhaps imagine a tear hiding beneath her eye lid. You bring your wrist to your mouth, tearing your fangs hastily into it before bringing it over her wound.

You allow a few drops of your blood to fall into hers before bringing your wrist up to her mouth.

“Are you going to turn me.”

You shake your head, you would need to drain her completely for that, and have a few candles and a spell book around. Wednesday manages to open her mouth slightly, enough to allow the blood from your own bite to fall into her mouth. You pull away, crouching beside her as her heart slows to a stop-

Suddenly she sits up, gasping for air. She looks at the palm of her hand before feeling her forehead, searching for the wounds your blood has now healed.

“Your a vampire, how is this possible?”

“The curse of being awesome Wednesday.”

You mutter, lying back against the pillar as Wednesday runs out, going to save Nevermore

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“You alright Wednesday?” You ask, watching as she paces around in her empty side of the room. Her stuff is still gone and her bed has been made with plain white sheets, nothing smells like her anymore, it feels so unfamiliar. She continues to pace…

“Wednesday, Crackstone is gone! Laurel is dead! What has gotten your pigtails in a twist?”

She pauses briefly to throw a sharp glare at you before continuing her pacing. You sigh, realising that calling her name again was useless. So you stand up, walk over to her and place both your hands firmly on her shoulders

“What are you doing Y/n?”

She demands, turning slowly with a scowl on her face. She is met with one of your cocky grins.

“Come one Wednesday! What is bothering you?”

Your voice bounces with playfulness, an attempt at calming the obviously adrenaline rushed girl. Wednesday pauses and you can see the way her jaw tightens as she decides whether to tell you the truth

“Y/n”

She finally says, looking up slightly to meet your bright eyes. There was something missing, she noticing, realising that she disliked the lack of burning, scarlet hunger. There was something about that side of you, a killer, someone who could match how dangerous she herself was, that she found incredibly beautiful

“Last night, at the Crypt-“

“If your gonna ask how I healed you, I honestly have no idea myself. Somewhere down the line I had a wizard for a great, great grandfather or something.”

Wednesday waits until you are finished, deciding the best way to ask is directly (as usual)

“Would you have bitten me.”

It sounds more like a statement but the words are enough to make you freeze. You hate the way your eyes snap to her throat, and you know for certain that she saw the short action.

“Is my blood that tempting for you?”

She asks, stepping closer, deep eyes never leaving yours. You swallow nervously, your hands feeling suddenly very sweaty.

“Yeah, you are.”

Another step, her head tilts upward for you. Instinctively, you brush her pigtail over her shoulder, finger carefully trailing her jugular. Wednesday watches as your glowing eyes darken into that scarlet and she adores the way they look into her own.

“Sorry, I should have my sunglasses o-“

She cuts you off by pressing her lips to your, the gentleness of the action surprises you but soon you are kissing back, hand grasping her throat as if it were a life line.

You pull her by her shoulder, guiding her over to her bed, making her sit down on the edge of it. You decide to sit behind her, wrapping your arms around her waist.

“I assume you are going to bite then?”

She questions, her usually monotone voice sounder so much sweeter now. Your lips press against her cool skin, feeling the light shiver that ripples through her body at your touch. You can both hear and feel her heart beating and feel the warmth of her blood. It is all too tempting

You bite down, fangs breaking through the soft skin as if it were nothing. You feel Wednesday stiffen and lean backwards into you as you begin to drink. Her blood the most incredible you had ever tasted. Your hand grasps the other side of her head, tilting her further to the side to give you better access. No other blood would compare to this, no one’s and nothings.

When you finally tear your head from her throat, she turns around, kissing you again and no doubt tasting her blood on your lips.

You fall back against her bed, head sinking into her pillow. Your surprised, nearly shocked when Wednesday lies beside you, your hands touching each other lightly.

“We are going to do this again? Right?”

She doesn’t hesitate with her answer, and moves her head a centimetre to look into those scarlet eyes once more

“Yes, Mon Cher, we will”

#Wednesday x vampire #jenna ortega #wednesday #wednesday addams x reader #enid sinclair #fanfiction #wednesday addams #vampire #requests #Vampire Wednesday #vampire bites

[xiihyunn]

Vampire (18+)

G!P Jenna Ortega x fem!reader

warning: vampire Jenna g!p, murder, blood, you being objectified, blowjob, choking, crying, gagging, teasing, unprotected sex, overstimulation, biting/marking, feeding, more blood, creampie, and semi-exhibition.

ⓘ Please do practice safe/protected sex in real life.

summary: — a vampire au, wherein shits get a little steamy after a long day of Jenna working, but what happens when just fucking you doesn't satisfy her hunger?

word count: 3.3k

> masterlist

a/n: i'll be writing drabbles for melissa, and mikey very soon. until then, enjoy this one x.

3rd person POV

You were a mortal, and your fiancé was not. Instead of yearning for the warmth of your significant other, you found yourself yearning for her cold body instead, and it was something that you never thought you'd crave for.

Jenna Ortega, it was a name that was forever carved into your head. You had met her years prior when you were camping, it was your dad's land so clearly no one was residing there, right?

Wrong.

Despite the woman being 5'1 she appeared much taller, much intimidating, much powerful than you. You were familiar with her kind, blood-suckers, ruthless, psychotic, and deadly.

But rather than being scared for your own life, she comes into sight with long wavy raven-like hair, crimson eyes, and snow white fair skin. She looked absolutely perfect, no flaw visible, just her, only her and her utmost real beauty.

One thing led to another and you found yourself wrapped around her fingers, not that you were complaining though, you wanted her to do that to you for your sick reasons.

"Oh fuck—" You gasps for air, as her mouth sucked your pulse point, both wrist pinned against a tree, with a beautiful figure ravishing your neck.

You hear her hiss before darting her red eyes to you, a blood curling smirk makes its way to her lips, as her eyes look at your lips hungrily.

"Pretty girl.."

Your breath hitches by hearing her voice for the first time, strong and desperate. The woman kissed you, with hunger but also with passion. Her lips were soft, working you up so well.

She pushes your wrist even tighter making you wince at the pain, but as the sound comes out of your throat, the woman uses this opportunity to slip her tongue inside your mouth.

Your back arches as an embarrassing amount of heat rolls to your center. You tried to suppress your small moans and groans, feeling too turned on by what this woman is doing to you.

She bit your bottom lip harshly, drawing blood from your flesh. You felt her sucking your lips, lapping up the blood desperately, and a loud moan escaped your lips.

She breaks the kiss with saliva trailing you both, as she raises one of her eyebrows at you along with a sly grin. Her eyes filled with both lust and hunger.

"Oh?"

Your face flushed from being caught red-handed by the woman. Pushing her body into yours, you tried to avoid her piercing gaze, only for her hand to grab your chin and force it to look at her.

She lets go of both of your wrists and grips your waist, pulling your hot body towards her. Your cunt convulsing around nothing, as your breath became unstable.

"Does my pretty girl want to get fucked?"

—

You POV

It was late in the morning, almost 12am, but I had no intentions to stop revising my work. Being in a busy and strict office environment forced everyone to be 10x hardworking, but then again, I could just get up and leave this place.

Jenna was planning to work late today since something happened with the company's stocks, causing it to fall down by 2% and Jenna has been really pissed about it.

We haven't been interacting with each other the whole day since both of us were busy, and whenever I would look inside her massive personal office, my fiancé looked so stressed and it pained me.

The dark bags under her eyes were noticeable, and her complexion was starting to deteriorate. Her eyebrows always furrowed with anger and confusion when looking at her paper works, and her bad mood was radiating all over the building.

I sighed deeply, closing my eyes, as I thought about Jenna again. I haven't seen her since our lunch break, and I was starting to get worried sick.

"What the fuck did you just say?"

God the stress is getting into me.

"Ms. Ortega— !"

A loud thud was heard in Jenna's office. My eyes shot open realizing I wasn't hearing things, as I snapped my head to her door, and looked around wondering if I was the only one who heard that, but only to see my co-workers gone. Fuck, I remember it was way pass working hours.

Before I could even stand up, a piercing scream ringed in my ears, and choking sounds were followed,

"See you in the last layer of hell, you mortal."

An eerie slashing sound was followed after, then silence.

God the silence was making my skin form goosebumps all around me.

I walked to her door and turned the knob, opening and closing the door behind me. My heart drops to see a man in his own pool of blood, throat slit open, but eyes still open lifeless, laying on the cold floor murdered.

Quickly catching my breath as I saw Jenna facing her window, looking at the city lights outside with a wine glass wrapped around her fingers.

She took a small sip still facing her back to me, I noticed her breathing too fast as she placed down her wine.

"Jenna, you can't just murder your workers in your office. We've talked about this."

Jenna looked back at me hissing, her eyes were red again and she was clearly still pissed. I saw her bloody jaw clenched, as she walked over to me. She simply steps over his dead body, not caring if her heels were soaked in his blood.

"Baby, he stole 10 million dollars from the company. He's the reason why our stocks declined." I sighed and wiped the blood off of her pretty face. "I'll call our men to clean this up." The smell of human remains was starting to get stronger.

Jenna looked at me still angry, and stiffly nodded her head. I took out my phone and dialed a number, it ringed in my ears, as I continued to wipe some blood off of Jenna.

"Jenna's office. I want it gone by tomorrow." And I hung up the call, as I was getting my handkerchief out of my pocket.

"Come here," I whispered. Jenna closed her eyes and sighed really loud. She stepped closer to me and I gently brushed the cloth on her face, and she was still beautiful as ever.

"We could've just sued him for embezzlement, J." I look into her still red eyes glowing from the dim light of her office, she simply rolls her eyes and crosses her arms.

"Not when that man-thing was gawking at my wife."

"What do you say Ms. Ortega, your wife exchanged for the 10 million dollars. It's a good deal, don't you think so?"

"What the fuck did you just say?"

Butterflies erupted in my stomach, I gave her a quick grin. "10 million wasn't even enough for him, and now he wants you too?" Jenna scoffs, "Pathetic."

I softly smiled at Jenna and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "Let's go home yeah? They'll take care of this." I walked past Jenna and went over to her office desk, cleaning her table and preparing her bag for us to leave.

I walked towards Jenna again, and her eyes were never leaving me. "Let's go," I whisper, as I hold her hands in mine to interlock them together.

"God your ass looks juicy."

Jenna harshly pulled me back to her, chest to chest as I felt her cold breath on my face. Jenna licks her lips as she stares at mine, arms around me and her hands slowly touching my bottom.

I softly groan at her hand placement, "That tight mini skirt looks sexy on you, darling." Jenna slowly presses wet kisses on my neck, and down to my collarbones. My face was feeling hot from the compliment and I hummed at the feeling of Jenna's lips on my skin.

Jenna's hands were starting to get rough and direct. Playing with my ass, she gropes, squeezes, and parts them ever so often for the cold air to hit my panties.

A pool of wetness was starting to form in my center, as I moaned in her ear. "Jenna," I huffed. Jenna looks at my eyes again, "My pretty, pretty fiancé." I could feel Jenna's bulge inside of her pants pressing against my core, and she kissed me.

A sloppy wet kiss filled with hunger, lust, and determination. It was no use to fight over dominance, as Jenna carried me to her large couch. Setting me to sit on her lap, and we continued to devour each other's faces, tilting my head a little to deepen our kiss, as I wrapped my hands around her neck, playing with her hair.

Jenna unbuttoned my blouse not taking it off just yet, but enough for her to see my laced bra and tits. Softly grinding on her clothed dick, as she kissed me eagerly.

"On your knees, baby."

I got on my knees, as Jenna started to lower down her pants. Her boxers were slightly wet with her pre-cum, and she palms up and down slowly. I stared at her non visible dick, and I felt my wetness slowly seeping out of me.

Jenna hums at her slow pumping, and looks at me smiling like a devil with her fangs out. "I couldn't help it, your ass just looked so fuckable." I pressed my thighs together, to try and get some friction inside of me.

"What are you waiting for? Get to sucking."

I gulped and slowly took out her underwear. Once it was free from its cage, the tip of her cock slapped my nose, making me blush. It was long, thick, and veiny, just the way I love it. Jenna smirks, she stretches her arms on the couch to rest them, and continues looking at me with her crimson eyes.

I grabbed her dick with my right hand and started to pump slowly. Jenna groans, as she licks her lips. Shallow breathing in the chilly air, I spit on her cock to lube it up.

I kneeled closer to her groin and licked her tip, tasting the salty pre-cum, I took her in. Jenna threw her head back with a moan, as I sucked her more.

"Fuck— Just like that, baby."

Bobbing my head in and out of her in a pace, licking, sucking all at once. My tongue running it down to her base, and up to her tip, only for me to work her even faster. Jenna's moans were throaty, deep and hoarse.

"You're doing so well, princess. Mhmm,"

Jenna grabs my head and pushes me deeper to suck her dick, and her tip makes contact with the back of my throat causing me to moan. The vibrations of my voice made Jenna snap her head back to look down on me.

"Take it all in, like a good little girl, baby."

Jenna continues to push my head in her, as she moves my head in a circle motion. A satisfied grin was in her lips, and I felt it touching and caressing the back on my throat.

"Your mouth feels incredible, shit—"

My eyes watered by the lack of oxygen, and I was starting to gag. Jenna chuckles at me, "My fiancé looks like a slut, my slut. Just look at you sucking my dick like the whore that you are." I closed my eyes and I felt them rolling back to my head in pleasure. My cunt was dripping wet, and I just wanted her dick inside of me.

I tapped on her thighs and she finally let go. I gasped for air, panting and coughing at the same time. Jenna holds my chin and gently wipes my wet lips, her cock was still standing tall but now wet with my saliva.

Jenna patted on her lap, and I quickly sat where she wanted me to be. "A little too eager." She whispers and she pressed her lips on mine again. Jenna unbuttoned my blouse all the way, and both our clothes were slowly discarded on the ground.

Jenna and I were now completely bare, and her hands found their way to my waist, making my wet pussy rub in her dick. I moaned in the kiss, as I grinded my pelvis more. My clit bumping on the veins, saliva and my arousal coating her.

Jenna tugs on my hair and flipped us over, and her figure was on top of me. "Please, Jenna." I begged, desperate for her to fuck me senseless. Jenna settles between my legs, pumping her dick on my wet labia.

"Please what, baby?"

She inched down to my chest, and palmed my breast. She took the other one and sucked hard on my nipples, wetting my skin, and biting it. I whined and groaned, fisting Jenna's hair.

"Please fuck me." I groaned by her sharp canine teeth brushing against my bud, as Jenna looked up at my face. Capturing my lips once more as she pushes the tip inside, moaning in dissatisfaction against her lips.

I wrapped my legs on her hips, pushing it more in me. Before it could slowly enter me more, Jenna slammed it inside. I threw my head back moaning, and arching my spine from pleasure.

"Oh fuck— Jenna." She stopped sucking on my nipples and started thrusting. Jenna pulls back, and starts to push her cock in again, filling my pussy up with her dick with all of her length. "So wet, and so tight just for me." Jenna slams her member in and out of me, "Fuck, you feel amazing." She throws her head back and grips on my hips.

Jenna started to quicken up the pace, slamming her cock, faster and deeper. "I could fuck you all night, princess." She picked up a rhythm, and slammed my hips further to her dick. A loud moan escapes my throat, as I hold onto Jenna's biceps. "You like that baby? Does it feel good?"

My juices were running down my ass, and some were sticking to my inner thighs. I nodded, biting my bottom lip, feeling the pressure slowly building up inside of me. "Words, princess."

I take a deep breath, "Y-Yes, I love it. You feel so g-good inside me…" Jenna smiled wide, as she took her dick out fully, and slammed it inside me once more. "Jen—!" My body flinched, feeling her cock hit my cervix.

Jenna stayed in that position for a second, and started pounding inside of me fast and fiercely. I tasted blood on my mouth, from biting too hard. Jenna looms down over me and devours my lips, as I feel myself tightening around her.

"I'm gonna cum," I mumble against her lips, as Jenna just licks my mouth dry. "Cum for me, princess." Jenna's eyes were glowing red, meeting my gaze she continued to pound more.

Jenna slams her dick inside of me one more time, and my nails dug into her biceps, as my orgasm rolled off my body. She pants, her hands almost breaking my hips, as she builds up her own orgasm.

My pussy felt a burning sensation, and my clit was convulsing by her pelvic brushing it ever so often. Jenna grabbed my chin and snapped it sideways, I groaned at her sudden movement.

My legs were aching from our prolonged position, but I couldn't help but moan by how her cock was entering and exiting my cunt.

"I need you, Y/n."

Jenna's voice was different, it sounded demonic almost, and I knew what she needed. I nodded my head, ready for her. I felt her hot breath on the pulse point of my neck, and her thumb was now rubbing my clit.

I silently curse, feeling another sense of arousal building up inside. "Your pussy hugs my dick so well," Her tongue lapping around my neck, I heard Jenna groan and moan loudly. "Fuck I'm gonna cum, baby."

I panted, feeling my pussy ache from the overstimulation, and another orgasm coming. Jenna opens her mouth and I shudder from her sharp canine teeth making contact with my flesh.

"I'm going to fill you up, so fucking take it."

Jenna sinks her teeth inside of me, and I screamed from pain. Thick ropes of hot cum painted my walls white, my back arches, as my juices came out. Jenna twitches inside of me, spilling every drop of semen inside, and the mixture of our fluids drops on her couch.

Jenna sucked from my neck, and it was starting to burn all around. I hear her gulp, then another, then another again. The corner of my vision was starting to darken, and I moaned from the painful feeling.

My grip on Jenna was starting to loosen, and everything was dizzy. I heard her gulp one more time before detaching herself from me with a loud and wet pop.

"J-Jenna.." I whisper. I whined as she slipped out of me, feeling her cum and mine running down to the couch.

Jenna's POV

Y/n laid on the couch completely exhausted, and my face softened. My eyes changed back to the color back, as I held her close to me.

"Oh Y/n, was it too much?" I whisper to her, she looks at me with her half-lidded eyes, "No.." I hear her mutter under her breath. I smiled at her and kissed her sweaty forehead, "My sweetheart you did so good for me."

Y/n hums with a small smile on her lips, "Let me go clean you up, baby. I'll be right back." I wore my wrinkled clothes, and cleaned my fiancé up. Y/n sat on the couch with her clothes on, but she was pale and unresponsive, just staring into the floor.

"My baby," I kneeled in front of her figure and caressed her cheek, "I'll get off of work for a week to take care of you, sweetheart. It'll take some time for your body to replace all that blood." I hear Y/n mutter a small okay, and she held her arms out to me.

I giggled and carried her bridal style, Y/n burrows her face on my neck. "Kiss.." I heard her say to me, I looked down at her and she was looking at me cutely while puckering her lips.

I gave her a toothy smile and kissed her, she breaks it off and snuggles to my neck more, but with a smile and blush on her face.

My dead heart beats faster, as I grab my things. I walked towards the door, then stopped. I looked back to the dead man behind me and I couldn't help but smirk.

"My wife is all mine, you fuck."

I closed the door behind me and saw 6 men outside, some were hiding their crotch, some were flustered, and some who were too proud of their hard-on to not even bother to cover it.

They all looked at me and I stared at each and every one of them with my eyes, they all quickly looked away, pretending to admire the interior design of my building.

"Get to work. You wouldn't want your boss to clean up your bodies, would you?"

#jenna ortega #jenna marie ortega #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega smuts #jenna ortega x femreader #celebrity #actress #scream #netflix #wattpad #lesbian #lgbtqia #wednesday addams #vada cavell #tara carpenter #xiihyunn

[simpsforwomen]

✄ Please Read

Hello and welcome to my blog about women. The information on this post may change from time-to-time so please check back every once-in-a-while for new updates.

Below are some information about me and my works. If you have questions about anything (literally anything) please don't be intimidated to ask. I'll let you know if I'm comfortable with sharing said information to this post. I won't bite. I promise.

Thank you and enjoy your stay <3

✧ About me

I am the unknown writer. My pronouns are they/them. As you can probably tell by my page, it's all things sapphic.

✧ My Works

English isn't my first language so I must admit, I'm not the best writer—though I'm working on bettering it.

With that being said, I'll be proofreading all my work (mainly because I won't be able to function properly knowing that a crusty fic of mine is floating somewhere out there on the inter-webs)

This also means that feedback is greatly appreciate—especially if you happen to spot any errors in my writing. Please don't hesitate to let me know.

As someone with female anatomy, I'm unsure of how to properly portray the reader as someone who has male anatomy in smut fics. Therefore, smut with gender neutral readers I write will be written as the reader having female anatomy (this may change in the future) All characters in smut fics are of age.

I won't just be writing reader x character and I'm not against writing character x character fics. Just simply ask and you shall receive. :D

My masterlist is here.

If you would like to be added to my taglist, please comment on this post and tell me who's stories you wish to be tagged in.

✧ Story Requests

My requests are currently closed.

Requests will usually be open unless I'm extremely overwhelmed so I'd recommend you to be on the lookout. I also like to work at my own pace so I apologize if certain requests take longer for me to write.

I feel pretty comfortable writing most things. However, there are some things I will not write:

real people

hate of any kind

anything non-consensual

sweet home alabama (incest)

Otherwise, if you'd like to request, feel free to be specific in what you want (word count, gender, etc.) The default gender will be gender neutral.

I do do reader x character fics that are specifically meant for the requester so if that's something you'd like, please describe your physical and personality traits in detail when requesting.

✧ Blog Rules

I would like this space to be a place where everyone feels safe and free to be themselves.

Anyone who's being rude or disrespectful will receive a warning and if they continue said behavior, it will result in a block.

✧ Conclusion

Please let me know if you have any questions/feedback and thanks for stopping by! ❦

IF ANYTHING ABOUT MY BLOG OFFENDS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT ENGAGE.

#wednesday addams x reader #wednesday x reader #fanfiction #wednesday x y/n #larissa x reader #larissa weems #wednsday addams #wednesday #nevermore #dom reader #gn reader #sub reader #vampire reader #werewolf reader #queer fiction #smut #oneshot #masterlist #taglist #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #wednesday fanfic #wednesday netflix #wednesday x you #gwendoline christie #larissa weems x reader #leonora lesso #leonora lesso x reader #school for good and evil #lady lesso x reader

[sijssjsbssjsnsnnskbskwns]

Poly!Fruity Five X Reader (Steve Harrington X Eddie Munson X Robin Buckley X Nancy Wheeler X Jonathan Byers) idea’s for you!

STEVE HARRINGTON X EDDIE MUNSON X ROBIN BUCKLEY X NANCY WHEELER X JONATHAN BYERS X READER

Fruity Five X Captain Marvel!Reader

Fruity Five X Wednesday!Reader (inspired by the Jenna Ortega version)

Fruity Five X Catwomen!Reader (inspired by the Hallie berry version)

Fruity Five X Harley Quinn!Reader

Fruity Five X Daki!Reader

Fruity Five X Ghostface!Reader

Fruity Five X Ahmanet!Reader

Fruity Five X Enchantress!Reader

Fruity Five X Maleficent!Reader

Fruity Five X Scarlet Witch!Reader

Fruity Five X Egyptian Goddess!Reader

Fruity Five X Angel!Goddess!Reader

Fruity Five X Ashnikko!Reader

Fruity Five X Female!Ghostrider!Reader (instead of normal fire it’s dark blue instead)

Fruity Five X Yandere!Reader

Fruity Five X Pyrokinesis!Reader (you can make manipulate and control purple fire)

Fruity Five X Hydrokinesis!Reader (inspired by Aang from the last Airbender)

Fruity Five X Chororkinesis!Reader

Fruity Five X Electrokinesis!Reader

Fruity Five X Cryokinesis!Reader

Fruity Five X Vampire!Reader (inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

Fruity Five X Werewolf!Reader

Fruity Five X Siren!Reader

Fruity Five X Mermaid!Reader

Fruity Five X Demon!Reader

Fruity Five X Succubus!Reader

Fruity Five X Zombie!Reader

Fruity Five X Escape Lab!Reader (Scarlet witch powers but dark blue not red)

Fruity Five X Amethyst Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but purple)

Fruity Five X Jennifer Check!Reader

Fruity Five X Emerald Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but green)

Fruity Five X Golden Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but golden)

Fruity Five X Rose Witch!Reader (Scarlet witch powers but maroon pink)

Fruity Five X Echinda!Reader (your half-human half-snake)

Fruity Five X Blind!Reader (inspired by Toph beifong from avatar: the last Airbender)

Fruity Five X Mute!Reader

Fruity Five X Tourette’s!Reader

Fruity Five X Russian!Reader (you don’t speak English but you understand it, you only speak Russian)

Fruity Five X British!Reader

Fruity Five X Nezuko!Reader

Fruity Five X Dragon!Reader (inspired by Siveth from DragonHeart: vengeance)

(A/N: Hello! Hope you loved this post if you did make sure to go see my other posts it’s recommended!, Hope this was inspiring for you and if you want more inspiration go see my other posts YOUR WELCOME!! :)

(A/N: Hi also made versions of y/n you can use with these ideas that’s why I said: “.make sure to go see to go see my other posts it’s recommended!.” I made y/n au’s profiles so you can get inspiration for what y/n might look like in the X readers YOUR WELCOME! :)

#y/n #y/n au #x reader #idea’s #female reader #stranger things #stranger things 2 #stranger things 3 #stranger things 4 #stranger things 5 #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #eddie Munson #eddie munson x reader #Robin Buckley #robin buckley x reader #nancy wheeler #nancy wheeler x reader #fruity four #fruity four X Reader #Steve Harrington X Eddie Munson X Robin Buckley X Reader #bisexual #natalia dyer #joe keery #joeseph quinn #maya hawke #Jonathan byers #jonathan byers x reader #Fruity five #vampire!reader (inspired by vampire!sammy from abigail 2024)

[youngsamanda]

not to be a silly goose but i have the itch to write and below are a bunch of things i'd love to write ! i am open to writing on tumblr or jcink but heavily prefer discord ! please be eighteen or over if you are giving this post a like or messaging me ! if you have any questions please let a girl know i love to yap about headcanons , characters , and swap pinterest boards i will be annoying abt it ! but yea give this a like or dm me if interested !

plots : slasher multimuse / messy 2000s socialites / yellowjackets style where we play older and younger versions of plane crash survivors / mermaid x pirate romance / not actually the characters but the vibes of red white and royal blue gay royals and all that / just want random period pieces like characters in the 70s or something / rich girl x country boy / proper enemies to lovers / the bitches from the mummy / mob lackey and mob boss daughter / something based on beth x rip from yellowstone / literally just a drama college friend group bc it’s fun / gimme real old gay vampires that are just messy and awful for each other but keep falling back together / literally on my knees begging for any kind of beauty and the beast plot / gay cowboys / next gen marvel or dc / scooby doo style friend group and ships / 70s rockers / literally anything where we can cast older and younger versions and do next gen stuff eventually bc that's so fun / co-stars on a fantasy television show

wanted opposite : nick robinson / archie renaux / emilio sakraya / jena malone / ryan graves / adrian kempe / sza / lily gladstone / yahya abdul mateen ii / alperen duymaz / drew starkey / fka twigs / aubrey plaza / peter gadiot / renee rapp / paul mescal / havana liu rose / milo manheim / taylor zakhar perez / riley keogh / anna diop / melissa barrera / ben barnes / ayo edibiri / fabien frankel / dev patel / oliver jackson cohen / danny ramirez / aubin wise / cillian murphy / amber midthunder / daniel sharman / auli'l cravalho / logan lerman / phoebe tonkin / rege jean page / winona ryder / dua lipa / elodie yung / joseph quinn / simone ashley / camila mendes / jensen ackles / henry golding / blu hunt / aaron taylor johnson / calum hood / gabriel luna / savannah lee smith / may calamawy / ruby cruz / chay suede / brady skjei / zazie beetz / donald glover / emilio sakraya / evan peters / lola tung / anyone really

ships : wanda x vision (recasting required) / (recasted prefered) sam x bucky / bucky x steve / natasha x bucky / gale x dewey / buffy x spike / buffy x angel / keyleth x vax / older annabeth x percy / anakin x padme / tom blythe x rachel zegler / mason gooding x jenna ortega / peter x gwen but not tom holland peter / bloom x sky from winx club / danielle galligan x calahan skogman / nesta x cassian / taylor zakhar perez x madelyn cline / mickey x ian from shameless but recasted / rhaenyra x harwin / taylor zakhar perez x amita suman / haley x nathan from oth / haymitch x effie from the hunger games / anna diop x brenton thwaites / lydia x stiles (recasted) / scott x allison (recasted) / older sean x emma from degrassi (recasted) / rosalie x emmett from twilight (recasted) / odessa a'zion x drew starkey / courtney eaton x sophie thatcher / lorna dane x marcos diaz (lorna recasted) / kaz x inej / nina x mattias / jason todd x rose wilson (not titans tv version) / clark kent x lois lane / hal jordan x barry allen / klaus x caroline (recasted caroline at least) / hayley x klaus / mackenzie davis x gugu mbatha-raw

#1x1 rp #discord rp #discord 1x1 #1x1 roleplay #discord roleplay #plots

[emadarkblog]

lust (4)𖤐 wednesday addams

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*beep* *beep*

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

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

“romantic tension”

”there's a certain energy between you”

“there's also this spark of attraction”

“you two have been hiding your feelings”

“spark”

“feelings”

“tension”

“romantic tension”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

y/n smiled, relief washing over her.

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

but y/n never said that out loud.

#jenna ortega fanfic #jenna ortega imagine #jenna ortega x reader #wednesday addams fanfic #wednesday addams fic #wednesday addams imagine #wednesday addams imagines #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday addams x you #wednesday fanfic #wednesday addams angst #wednesday addams x vampire reader #wednesday addams x fem!reader #wednsday addams #wednesday x reader #wednesday imagine #wednesday addams #wednesday addams x vampire!reader

[battyaboutbooksreviews]

🗞️📖 Bookish News - February Edition

🦇 Extra, extra. Read all about it! 📖 Good evening, bookish bats! A lot happened in the publishing industry this month, but here are a few highlights you may have missed! Check below the cut for details.

Adaptations: 🗞️ Chloé Zhao will direct a film adaptation of Hamnet (Maggie O'Farrell) starring Jessie Buckley and Paul Mescal 📖 HBO is adapting Dark Places (Gillian Flynn) as a limited series. Flynn will serve as co-creator, writer, and co-showrunner 🗞️ FX has ordered a limited series adaptation of Say Nothing (Patrick Radden Keefe), directed by Michael Lennox 📖 Taika Waititi will direct an adaptation of Klara and the Sun (Kazuo Ishiguro), potentially starring Amy Adams and Jenna Ortega 🗞️ The Terror will base season 3 on The Devil in Silver (Victor LaValle) 📖 The Man in My Basement (Walter Mosley), directed by Nadia Latif, will star Anna Diop, Corey Hawkins, and Willem Dafoe 🗞️ Dark Matter (Blake Crouch) has a trailer 📖 America Ferrera's feature directorial debut for I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter (Erika Sánchez) is in development 🗞️ The adaptation of Turtles All the Way Down (John Green) will stream on MAX this year 📖 Hook’s Daughter: The Pirate Princess Chronicles (R. V. Bowman) is getting a live-action adaptation 🗞️ Interview with the Vampire (based on Anne Rice's novel) is getting a second season 📖 Percy Jackson and the Olympians is getting a second season 🗞️ Seven Days in June (Tia Williams) is being adapted for Prime Video 📖 The adaptation of A Gentleman in Moscow, (Amor Towles) will star Ewan McGregor 🗞️ The Color Purple movie musical will stream on MAX (Feb. 16) 📖 Hulu’s adaptation of A Court of Thorns and Roses was axed 🗞️ The Alex Van Helsing YA books are being adapted for a television series 📖 Ryan Reynolds and Paramount are working on an adaptation of Starter Villain (John Scalzi) 🗞️ A Short History of Nearly Everything (Bill Bryson) will be adapted as an animated TV series 📖 The trailer for the film adaptation of Wicked is up 🗞️ Netflix renewed Survival of the Thickest for season 2 📖 The cast for Marvel’s Fantastic Four has been announced (July 25, 2025) 🗞️ The trailer for the new X-Men animated series is up (Mar. 20) 📖 The Oscar-nominated animated film Nimona is now available to watch for free on YouTube! 🗞️ Reese Witherspoon is producing a film adaptation of Romantic Comedy (Curtis Sittenfeld) 📖 Photos are up for the adaptation of A Good Girl’s Guide to Murder (Holly Jackson)

Cover Reveals: 🗞️ When Haru Was Here - Dustin Thao (Sept. 3) 📖 Trick or Treat on Scary Street - Lance Bass (July 23) 🗞️ The Bletchley Riddle - Ruta Sepetys and Steve Sheinkin (Oct. 8) 📖 The Rules of Royalty - Cale Dietrich (Dec. 10) 🗞️ Colored Television - Danzy Senna (July 30) 📖 Bits and Pieces: My Mother, My Brother, and Me - Whoopie Goldberg (May 7) 🗞️ House of Bone and Rain - Gabino Iglesias (Aug. 6) 📖 Rani Choudhury Must Die - Adiba Jaigirdar (Nov. 12) 🗞️ Night Owls - A.R. Vishny (Sept. 17) 📖 The Dixon Rule - Elle Kennedy (May 14) 🗞️ A Bánh Mì for Two - Trinity Nguyen (Aug. 27) 📖 The Hitchcock Hotel - Stephanie Wrobel (Sept. 24) 🗞️ In Want of a Suspect - Tirzah Price (Nov. 12) 📖 Memorials - Richard Chizmar (Oct. 22) 🗞️ The Empusium - Olga Tokarczuk (Sept. 24) 📖 Unsinkable Cayenne - Jessica Vitalis (Oct. 29) 🗞️ Cue the Sun! - Emily Nussbaum (June 25) 📖 We're Alone - Edwidge Danticat (Sept. 3) 🗞️ The Sherlock Society - James Ponti (Sept. 3) 📖 The Enchanted Hacienda by J.C. Cervantes (May 21) 🗞️ The Baby-sitters Club: Kristy and the Walking Disaster - Ellen T. Crenshaw (Sept.) 📖 The Baby-sitters Litter Sister: Karen’s Grandmothers - DK Yingst (Oct.) 🗞️ The Millicent Quibb School of Etiquette for Young Ladies of Mad Science - Kate McKinnon (Oct. 1) 📖 The Life Impossible - Matt Haig (Sept. 3) 🗞️ Ruin Road - Lamar Giles (Sept.) 📖 Yours Truly by Katie Shepard (Sept. 3) 🗞️ Wishbone - Justine Pucella Winan (Sep. 17) 📖 Haunt Your Heart Out - Amber Roberts (Oct. 8) 🗞️ The Dividing Sky - Jill Tew (Oct. 8) 📖 Heir - Sabaa Tahir (Oct. 1) 🗞️ Beautiful Dreamers - Minrose Gwin (Aug. 27) 📖 We Solve Murders - Richard Osman (Fall) 🗞️ Till the Last Beat of My Heart - Louangie Bou-Montes (Sept. 10) 📖 Aisle Nine by Ian X (Sept. 24) 🗞️ Warrior of Legend - Kendare Blake (Sept. 17) 📖 The Ancient’s Game - Loni Crittenden (Oct. 29) 🗞️ The Witch of Wol Sin Lake - Lega Jeong (Oct. 29)

Upcoming Releases: 🗞️ Tiny Reparations Books has secured North American rights to two new books by National Book Award–longlisted author LaToya Watkins. The first book, The Book of Chuck, will be published in spring 2026. 📖 Tia Williams has sold North American rights to two new novels to Grand Central. 🗞️ LeVar Burton is releasing two new books

Other News: 🗞️ The Dylan Thomas Prize 2024 longlist is up 📖 The finalists for the 2024 National Book Critics Circle Awards were announced 🗞️ The finalists for the 2024 Audie Awards were announced 📖 Pulitzer-winning author N. Scott Momaday passed away (first Native American author to win a Pulitzer) 🗞️ OCLC has filed a lawsuit against the shadow library search engine Anna’s Archive for allegedly stealing 2.2 TB of data from WorldCat 📖 The St. Paul Public Library launched a laser-eyed loon library card 🗞️ Writers Against the War on Gaza have written an open letter to PEN/America to release an official statement about the “225 poets, playwrights, journalists, scholars, and novelists killed in Gaza” by Israeli forces 📖 Andy Weir released a series of “lost” journal entries from Mark Watney to celebrate The Martian’s 10th anniversary 🗞️ Amazon removed multiple titles about King Charles’ recent cancer diagnoses amid concerns that they were written by AI 📖 This year’s winners and finalists of the Cybils Awards were announced 🗞️ Delacorte is launching a new YA romance imprint

#books #books to read #book adaptation #book news #book publishing #publishing #book covers #batty about books #battyaboutbooks

[fandomnerd9602]

Wednesday Addams x Male Vampire Reader pt 2, but as a Valentine special

Y/N flies in…

Y/N: happy Valentine’s Day, my love

Y/N presents Wednesday with a human heart

Wednesday: who’s is that?

Y/N: your worst enemy’s

Wednesday: I love you so much

#wednesday 2022 #wednesday is a softie at heart #wednesday netflix #wednesday x reader #wednesday #wednesday addams #wednesday jenna ortega #wednesday imagine #wednesday fluff #vampire reader