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When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night

With your head in your hands, you’re nothing more than his wife.

And when you think about me all of those years ago

You’re standing face to face with “I told you so”

#wowzers #wednesday #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wenclair

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DRAGGING ASS ON THIS ACCOUNT but i hope to be more active once school's out

#rip #vadacore

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Why pickle?? 😮

it's an inside joke and it just kinda stuck lmao

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JENNA ORTEGA as KATIE TORRES in YES DAY (2021)

#jenna ortega #yes day #katie torres

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I never meant for this to happen but here we are🫠

#wenclair #immasimpforshipping #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wednesday x enid

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Original: Black And White Coloring: Made By Me.

#jenna ortega

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers ✨

music

dr. pepper

my dad

ice cream

summer

#5 things #happy #happy pickle #vadacore

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... awesome moments. jenna ortega.

#jenna ortega

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Wednesday: I slept for almost 12 hours but I might still be tired so lets go for 12 more just in case.

Enid: Wednesday, that's a coma.

Wednesday: Sounds festive.

#wenclair #wednesday x enid #wednesday addams #enid sinclair

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+color

Music: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/58fAJmeueHYvby9WwlSrQq?si=548e378b6ac748a3

#wednesday addams #enid sinclair #goody addams #wednesday #wenclair #wednesday x enid

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22!

#cc walker #enid sinclair #emma myers #wednesday series #family switch

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"Horror is a shrine to imperfection and tells us it's okay to be a monster. We are all monsters at the end of the day. Can we live with that?"

(Most of this comic is adapted from things Guillermo del Toro said in an interview he did with Mike Flanagan)

#wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wenclair

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JENNA ORTEGA as TARA CARPENTER in SCREAM VI

#scream #scream vi #tara carpenter #jenna ortega

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this is absolutely incredible i'm speechless

⸻ tennessee or me

✦ cairo sweet x gn!reader

✦ summary. you're reunited with the woman who stole your heart, shattered it, yet still drags it along with her. you haven't seen her in 3 years, and when she comes with no remorse you question why she came back in the first place. was it for you? hopefully it was for you...

instead of winnie being cairo's best friend, it's you. you're taking winnie's place.

✦ word count. 1.2k

✦ a/n. kinda hate this but oh well :)

It had been two years since Cairo left for Yale University, and it had been three years since she left you. 

While she was in Connecticut pursuing her education, fooling everyone like she didn’t know a thing, you had been stuck in Tennessee with the gypsy winds and the curse of first-love. You knew she was mad at you, and you knew she was vengeful upon her self-discovery. She had let Jonathan Miller go, but you hoped and prayed every lonely night that she had not done the same with you.

It was a rainy Wednesday morning when you made the walk through Cairo’s woods with your headphones and green hoodie; your eyes were fixed on the weedy, dirt path beneath your black converses before a crow's song finished off the track you were listening to.

“Y/n.”

“Cairo,” you breathed, eyes wide and face flushing pale as you pulled your earphones out and came face to face with the Ghost of Lovell Hill.

Her face was equivalent with her demeanor, calm but fierce, just as she was in highschool. Her eyelashes fluttered in the sunshine that seeped through the canopy of leaves, and her gaze bore into yours as she stood like a royal jackal. 

“W-What?,” you blinked wildly as if she were going to disappear in mere seconds. “What are you doing here? When did you get here? Why are you—?”

“Are you going to ask questions or are you going to greet me properly, as a lover should?” A hint of amusement edged her tone while her magenta lips held the slightest smirk.

You couldn’t speak. You could hear the rapid thump of your heart as the blood roared in your ears, sending your nerves tingling with disbelief. “Y-You… You left… You left me, Cairo…”

“I know,” was her reply.

And that had set you ablaze. You loved her with all your heart still, but that was it?After she abandoned you, betrayed your sincerity, and up and left miles and miles away from you without a second thought? No. This time, she was going to answer to you. 

“You’re gone for three years… Three whole years and then you suddenly appear and expect me to just welcome you back with open arms? Do you know what the fuck I went through having you gone? You left me, Cairo Sweet…”

She took a moment to digest your backlash, and it was almost like the entire world stood still as you stared daggers into each and every orb in her dark eyes. Her lips quivered softly like she was trying to bite her tongue.

“So, go on,” taking a step back, you challenged her to see if she would come or bypass you. “What do you have to say?”

Cairo swallowed swiftly and folded her hands in front of her as she usually did before proposing her intellectual gift of expression. “I have no regrets for leaving things the way I did… Testifying against Jonathan Miller, defying the morals of this tongue-tied state, and confronting you on the night our relationship was corrupted. Yes, I did them. And yes, I am well aware of the pain it caused you. I saw it in your eyes at the word ‘inspired’... I was inspired, Y/n. Inspired to hit the ground running. Inspired to get revenge on a man who was falsely accused of being trustworthy and kind. Inspired to get the fuck out of this graveyard of simpletons… I was inspired to be something more than what this life gave me. You didn’t deserve what happened. And I can argue that I didn’t either, but…that’s nature. I made it to Yale, and I never looked back.”

Your jaw ached with the pressure built up in your muscles; you were clenching them so hard you could hear the enamel slide and buckle. Your fists were balled with white knuckles and piercing nails that stabbed the clammy palms of your hands. “Is that it? Leaving me meant nothing to you aside from simple acknowledgement? You didn’t miss me, Cairo? Because I’ve been missing you… I’ve been missing you ever since this ‘Mr. Miller scandal’. Every morning, I wake up and think about you. Every night I pray you are happy, and I go to sleep with fresh tears that make my pillow cold. When I’m in these woods I am haunted by your memory, but you can bet that I walk through them every damn day just to feel something. When I walk the halls of Vanderbilt, all I can think about is the way it felt to have you next to me. I read through our old texts, and I revisit the countless late nights we shared on the balcony of your house. I listen to music 24/7 so I’m not alone in my own head, because if I don’t, I can still hear your voice. I hear your voice in the songs I sing, the papers I write, and the dreams I have. Cairo, you were my new dream. You know me. You know how fucked up my life was before I met you, and why do you think I changed? Why do you think I stayed? Why do you think I never stopped thinking about you even when you spat in my face?!”

The girl who was as smart as a whip, as cunning as a fox, and as deep as the sea remained frozen in sudden awe that tainted her face with light frost. You knew this, and you wanted it. You wanted her to hurt. You wanted her to feel the amount of pain you had suffered every waking day since she disappeared from your life. 

“Because I love you, Cairo Sweet. I love you more than I thought I ever would. And it fucking kills me to know I wasn’t enough to look back at… Never turned around… And I was still here… I’ve always been here…” 

You were in tears by now. Your face was hot and your blood was boiling beneath your skin, coursing through your veins like young fire that was tempted to set the entire forest ablaze. You yelled, “So why are you here?!”

Was it the evergreen trees stretching nearly county-wide? The foggy, cigarette mornings, or the whiskey bent nights? Did her Yale-bound dreams turn into a dead-end street? Was it a midnight glass in the terrace light? Her name missing on Lovell Hill’s mail? 

Was it something about a homebound love that her heart still needed?

Was she missing the tar pit of nowhere, Tennessee, or Y/n Y/ln?

“Well…?” You panted with hot streams staining your flustered cheeks. But little did you realize, she had tears of her own that made her mascara run.

Cairo walked up to you and pressed her lips onto yours, trapping the both of you into a love-filled, tear-stricken reunion. This was her regret. This was her truth. This was her apology. 

And you could feel that.

When you parted, you stared into her beautiful doe eyes that gave way to a faint but longing smile. 

“I just missed you, Y/n… I miss you so fucking much…”

#cairo sweet x reader #cairo sweet x you #cairo sweet x y/n #cairo sweet x gn reader #cairo sweet x gender neutral reader #cairo sweet #miller's girl #x reader #fanfic #fanfiction

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JENNA ORTEGA in her various roles. as TARA in SCREAM V + VI; as CAIRO in MILLER'S GIRL; as VADA in THE FALLOUT; as MABEL in FINESTKIND

#screaming #aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #scream #tara carpenter #miller's girl #cairo sweet #the fallout #vada cavell #finestkind #mabel finestkind

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PERCY + JENNA Photoshoot — WINTER SPRING SUMMER OF FALL

#jenna ortega #percy hynes white

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A literal goddess

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