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your-favorite-god · 8 months

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Vita nostra aeterna pt 1

Wednesday's child is full of woe, ep 1

I’m not sure whose twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago… but I admire the sadism.

A monochromatic girl walked the halls of a seemingly normal high school, walking swiftly when she turned and pulled open a locker. Out falls her younger brother, Pugsley.

“ I want names.”

‘I don't know who they were, honest! It happened so fast…”, the boy panics. He didn't want to witness the outcome of whatever his sister did.

“Pugsley, emotion equals weakness. Pull yourself together.” As her brother continued to squirm and whimper Wednesday tried to start a sentence but was rudely interrupted. Images of what had happened before, her head thrown back as she saw the horrid jocks jeering at her little brother while they tormented him. “Wednesday?”

I’m not about to confess to my brother that I’ve recently been plagued by visions. They come on without warning and feel like electroshock therapy, but without the satisfying afterburn.

“Leave this to me”, Wednesday says as she promptly walks away. “Wednesday? What are you gonna do?” Pugsley questions, now free from his restraints.

“What I do best.”

Endears POV:

“Wednesday, you know I always love your company. But is now the time? I was just about to tell Christina what happened at that gathering her precious Jonathan attended before class started”

She stares at me with a bag of piranhas in hand,” Cara, do you still have the peroxyacetic acid you made?” I look at her with a raised brow, “Of course I do, why?”. “Those fools hog-tied Pugsley and shoved him in his locker. I intend to teach them a lesson.”

I can see how this might be confusing for you, allow me to briefly explain. Wednesday Addams is what most would call my best friend.

Soulmate.

Shush ma morelle, anyways, we met a decade ago in the woods. She intruded upon my home and I found her very cute. So I decided to stay with her, my adorable little human. I came with her to her home and have continued to live with her family. I've even joined her in this boring little hovel named school. Or Should I say schools, we’ve been to many. Wednesday has this horrible habit of getting caught.

It’s more satisfying to watch the looks on my victims' faces.

As you can see, Wednesday has no appreciation for subtlety. But we’re just getting to the fun part, so let us get back to it.

“Well then, allow me to raise you a better idea. Thallium in the principal's coffee. I’d prefer to avoid life on the run for now.” Wednesday pauses for a second, then looks at me with her version of loving eyes. “Brilliant mi vida, as always.”

And off we went.

Non, Je ne regrette rien - Edith Piaf | Wednesday Soundtrack | Wednesday drops piranhas in the pool

We had stepped through the doors of the practice room as I heard the jocks mutter to themselves,

“ Yo Dalton look, pigsleys sister and her weird ass friend. Hey, freaks! This is a closed practice!”

Wednesday leveled them with her usual murderous stare as she spoke,” The only person that gets to torture my brother is me.”

Nothing delighted me more than the fear on everyone's faces as she dropped the bag of piranhas into the pool, blood seeping into the normally crystal-blue chlorine-filled water. And that is how we landed ourselves here. In the Addams family car with Wednesday's parents, Morticia and Gomez. They were singing In Dreams as they doted on one another, Wednesday was brooding next to me. Unsatisfied with being shipped away to her parents' former school. “Darling, how long do you intend on giving us the cold shoulder?” Morticia spoke as Gomez continued to kiss her arm and neck.

“Lurch, please remind my parents that I’m no longer speaking to them,” Wednesday replies, making me grin. I love it when she's like this, all petulant and ruffled, most of the time it means I’ll get to play around while she's busy thinking and sulking. Her mother hums as her father tries to persuade his daughter,” I promise you, my little viper, you will love Nevermore. Won’t she, Tish?” “Of course. It’s the perfect school for her. For them both really.” This irks Wednesday as she replies, “ Why? Because it was the perfect school for you? I have no interest in following in your footsteps. Becoming captain of the fencing team, Queen of the dark prom, president of the seance society.” Morticia looks at Wednesday with a serene face, always ever so calm and poised. “I merely meant that finally, you will be among peers who understand you. Maybe you’ll even make some friends.” Gomez looks at Wednesday with his signature grin,” Nevermore is like no other boarding school. It’s a magical place. It’s where I met your mother.” “and we fell in love.” They look at each other with this mutually infatuated gaze and sigh. Wednesday's eyes darken, if that's possible,” You guys are making me nauseous. And not in a good way.” They looked at her again” Darling, we aren’t the ones who got you expelled. That boy’s family was going to file attempted murder charges. How would that have looked on your record?” Wednesday looked off as her eyes widened slightly,” terrible. Everyone would know I failed to get the job done.” At that I couldn't keep it in, I chuckled as the little family smirked at me. Save for Wednesday of course who was still very occupied with her brooding.

My my, this was going to be a fun new adventure. I can feel it.

As we drove through the strong… iron… gates of this new school, morticia made mention od the weather. An admirable attempt at small talk through the thick silence, normally i would be the one to break it but wednesday specifically told me to give her parents the cold shoulder. If I’m being honest i dont entirely understand why but she looked so cutr and annoyed when she asked in her own way. How did she word it again? Oh yes, i was to be silent or else she would lock me in a tower and take all my jewelry. And my tongue.

3rd POV

Finally the small family unit had made it to the principals office, greeted by Larissa weems.

“Wednesday is certainly a unique name, i'm guessing it was the day you were born?” she spoke with a grin, after everyone had taken their appropriate seat. Save of course for endeara, she preferred to stand. Tall in her red bottom pumps and silk blouse, she had taken her place behind wednesday, gazing at her new principle with a veiled look of boredom and small smile.

“I was born on friday the 13th.” wednesday quickly rectified, as morticia followed, “Her name comes from a line from my favorite nursery rhyme, Wednesdays child is full of woe.”

“You always had a unique perspective on the world morticia, did your mother tell you we used to be roomates?” Principle weems said fondly, her welcoming facade staying strong through the addam’s penetrating gazes.

“And you graduated with your sanity intact? Impressive.” wednesday spoke again. The topic quickly changed as the principle spoke of her and endearas “interesting educational journey.”

“Eight schools in five years?” Weems questioned,” They havent built one strong enough to hold us. I’m sure this one wont be any different.” wednesday replied with her same bluntness. Endeara simply smiled as her parents bristled and were about to reply,” Thats just wednesdays way of trying to say she is very excited for this new opportunity. As am i, and thank you for giving us such a gift.” their new principle seemed to fully take in endeara then, all elegance and playful smiles as she dressed in her small red bottomed pumps and silk black blouse.

“Nevermore doesn’t usually accept students mid-term, but given their perfect grades and your family’s long history with the school, I’ve spoken with the board and we’ve made an exception.” Weems said simply as the addams parents joined hands in satisfaction, “what about their um,... therapy sessions? The court ordered them.” morticia eyed her daughter as she spoke, hesitant to ask. “The school school has a relationship with a therapist in jericho, she can meet twice a week.” they all looked to wednesday as gomez spoke,” did you hear that my little storm cloud? Youre in excellent hands.”

“We’ll see if she survives the first session” wednesday quipped back, her gaze unwavering to the woman in front of her as mortica and endeara grinned at her as well.

The principle resumed again, unbothered. Truly impressing endeara as she spoke again,” ive assigned wednesday to her mothers old dorm. Ophelia hall.” morticia gasps and chuckles excitedly as wednesday turns to her and says,” refresh my memory. Ophelia’s the one who kills herself after being driven mad by her family, correct?” morticia nods happily as the principle leans forward with a plastered grin

“Shall we go meet your new roommate?’

Endearas POV

We go to wednesdays new dorm and its… something. The family is stunned as morticia speaks,” its so… vivid.” The girl, the new roommate, looks at me and gasps excitedly “Howdy roomie!” and i have to bite my lips from cackling. I mean this is just beautiful, but our principle steals all the fun and introduces wednesday. “wednesday , this is enid sinclair.” Enid looks to from me to wednesday confused, maybe even disappointed, as she asks,” are you okay? You look a little pale.” and mortica smiles as she explains,”wednesday always looks half dead.” “its genetic” i whisper, smiling at the girl. Enid goes in for a hug from wednesday as we both step back, she looks disheartened as she mumbles,” not a hugger. Got it.” morticia pipes up again,”please excuse wednesday. She’s allergic to color.” enid looks shocked,” oh wow. What happens to you?”

“I break out in hives and then the flesh peels from my bones.” this is when our principle speaks again,” luckily weve special ordered your and endears new uniforms. Enid, please take them to the registrar’s office to pick it up along with her schedule, and give them a tour along the way.”

I whisper quietly to Wednesday, ”If they dare put me in cheap, scratchy, suffocating material…i will raze this school to the ground.” Wednesday almost smirks as the Addams look at me in pride and the other two look at me in horror. This tour better be good.

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chaotic-souls-collide · 14 days

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"I'm not about to confess that I've been recently plagued by visions.

They come on without warning, and feel like electroshock therapy, but without the satisfying afterburn." - Wednesday Addams

#dark academia #light acadamia aesthetic #acadamia #dark acadamia aesthetic #dark acadamia quotes #light academia #chaotic academia #classic academia #romantic academia

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justamegafan · 1 year

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Record of Ragnarok Incorrect Quote #10

Don’t mess with Wednesday Y/N

W!Y/N is walking down the hallway filled with deity children all of which are laughing until they notice her presence, which they move out of her way in fear

Wednesday Y/N (To herself): I’m not sure who’s twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescent deities in charge of what to do with Humanity by higher deities who’s dreams were crushes years ago… (Looks at Poseidon, Shiva and Aphrodite) but I admire the sadism

Wednesday Y/N walks over to her little brother Cain’s locker which has graffiti over it with insults, opens it and finds Cain all ties up with an Apple in his mouth as he falls over to the ground

Wednesday Y/N (Leans over her brother and takes out the Apple in his mouth): I want names

Cain (Crying): I don’t know who they were, honest. It happened so fast!

Wednesday Y/N (Untying her brother): Cain, emotion equals weakness. Pull yourself together

Cain (Whimpering):

Wednesday Y/N: Now

As Y/N touches her brothers wrists, she suddenly has a vision of a few older adolescent deities that bullied her brother

Wednesday Y/N (Gasps):

Cain (Concerned for his sister): You okay?

Wednesday Y/N (To herself): I’m not about to confess to my brother that I’ve recently been plagued by visions. They come on without warning, and feel like Electroshock Therapy, but without the satisfying afterburn

Wednesday Y/N (Gets up): Leave this to me

Cain (Scared): Y/N? What are you gonna do?

Wednesday Y/N (Pauses and turns around to look at her brother): What I do best (Walks off)

‘Non, Je Ne Regrette Rein’ begins to play

The teenage deities that bullied Cain are exercising/goofing off in a swimming pool, with W!Y/N slowly walking in on them

Deity Bully #1: Yo, look! It’s Cain’s sister!

All the Deities look at the entrance to see Y/N walk in with her regular stoic

Deity Bully #2: Hey, freak. This is a closed practice

All the Deities (Begin laughing at Y/N):

Wednesday Y/N: The only person who gets to torture my brothers is me (Reveals 2 bags full of Piranhas)

All the Deities (Begin to turn pale and freak out):

Wednesday Y/N (Drops both the bags full of piranhas into the pool):

The Piranhas, thus begin to quickly swim towards the deities with intent to harm them

While the Deities are screaming as they’re trying to swim out of the pool, Y/N has a very small smile slowly creeping up her face, and finally smiles when one of her Piranha pals bites into a Deity, making them bleed as they’re screaming in utter agony

Adam and Eve are very proud of their daughter defending her brother

#Record of Ragnarok Incorrect Quote #RoR Cain #Wednesday Y/N can communicate with Animals too #Wednesday Y/N has the Gods shooketh #Wednesday Y/N doesn’t screw around #Source: Wednesday #Wednesday Y/N cares about her brother #But she shows her care in a tougher way #Wednesday Y/N is tough as nails

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maggie-004 · 10 months

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(Un-) Lucky coincidence – 5

Jenna Ortega x Fem reader

Summary: Y/n auditions for a role in the movie and lands the part as Friday Addams, while also being hired as a set nurse. Later, Jenna asks y/n to show her some DJing, and they spend time together, bonding over music and celebrating y/n's live stream on Twitch.

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“Okay Jenna, when should we record the casting scene?” I asked her, still in shock that I’m even given the opportunity. “Well how about now? Do you have a printer, so I could just print two or three pages from the script”. “Oh now? Amazing. Yeah sure come on I’ll show you. Should I set up my camera in my studio while you print the pages?” I asked Jenna in high spirits. “Sure that’ll be amazing” she just giggled at me. I showed her the printer, which is also in my Studio. I turned my camera away from my DJing stuff against a white wall, I turned on my key lights and waited patiently for Jenna to come back to me. When she showed me the first two pages from the script we sat down and did a so called chemistry read, at least that’s what Jenna told me, that’s how it’s called. My role or, my maybe future role is Wednesday’s fraternal twin sister, Friday Addams. I tried to memorize my lines for about 10 minutes, when Jenna asked me if I need more time or if I’m ready. “I guess I’m ready, I’m not really sure but I guess that’s normal. Let’s give it a try.” We did the scene where Wednesday finds Pugsley in the locker. Jenna did Pugsley’s lines as well.

Wednesday and Friday are very similar to each other, both spoke in their emotionless and monotone voice.

W: Pugsley

F: We want Names.

He whimpered

P: I don’t know who they were… honest.

W: Pull yourself together

He’s still whimpering

F: Now!

When Wednesday touched him, her head jerks back and her eyes are wide open.

P: is she okay?

F: Yes do not worry about her.

Friday continues to untie him.

Wednesday snaps back, her fringe is a mess and she’s breathing a little heavier than normal.

W:I’m not about to confess to my brother that I’ve recently been plagued by visions. They come on without warning, and feel like electroshock therapy, but without the satisfying afterburn.

F: leave this to us

P: But, what are you going to do?

W: what we do best.

They both left him on the floor.

“Woah, that was amazing.” Jenna smiled at me and gave me a big hug. I did in fact had butterflies in my stomach. Her hugs feel so warm and I don’t know, I just love them. “You really think so?” I asked a little concerned while we pulled apart. “Yeah I do that was perfect, a one take, doesn’t happen too often.” Jenna smiled at me. We watched it on my laptop together, I nearly couldn’t watch myself, but Jenna did so good. Funny thing is that she said the exact same thing about herself. Jenna wrote an E-mail to Tim with the video. Iwas so nervous but within 10 minutes we had our answer. `My dearest Friday, welcome to the set of Wednesday´. OH MY GOD “No way, I have the Job… well the Jobs. Oh my god Jenna, thank you so much oh my god, my dream comes true” I nearly screamed in excitement. I jumped up and down like a little child. Jenna grabbed my hands and Jumped with me. She was as happy as me. “I am sooo proud of you. You really did amazing, you’re a natural. I can’t wait to work with you. Oh my god that’s so amazing”

Jenna and I jumped a little more around until we were exhausted by that. We than went out to the balcony, in that time the sun had began to set. It really was beautiful, we smoked two cigarettes and just talked, mostly some random Bullshit. I know it sounds really cliché, but it feels like I had known Jenna my whole life. “Y/n, can you show me a little bit about DJing please.” She asked with puppy eyes, as if I’d say no. “Of course, let’s go into my studio. I will go live on twitch later anyways if you want you can watch me, but first I’ll show you a few things”, “Oh I’d love too, are you going live with Toni?” she asked me, when we were on our way into my studio. “No just me today, Toni is in Paris, there is the twitch con. I couldn’t go because I have to work tomorrow. Luckily I didn’t go, then all this wouldn’t have happened.”, “Yeah thank god you didn’t go” she smiled

So I showed Jenna what all the buttons are for, and showed her a mix from Fisher Loosing it and daft punk One more time. She was fascinated. I let her try, let’s just say It took more than one try but still amazing. She had a lot of fun, and I let her have her moment, until it was 8:15 p.m. “Okay Jenna, I have to get ready for my live now.” I said while putting on my black hoody and my black face Mask. “okay, I’m actually excited to see you live in action” she laughed.

I started twitch on my Computer, and got into the frame with my microphone. “Hey guys, welcome back, Before I start, I have to announce that the live won’t be as long as usual, maybe an hour and a half top. I have to get up tomorrow for work, But enjoy.” I put my microphone aside and started with the exact same thing I showed Jenna earlier, she was really vibing to it and I looked behind the camera and just smiled. My chat said `ohh someone’s there`, ´looks like someone’s in love` and stuff like that. I turned red but Jenna can’t see my chat so it’s not too embarrassing. I really was live the Full hour and a half, I had too much fun to leave earlier. Around 200-400k people watched, I felt a little guilty to end my live so `soon`, but I wanna spent some time with Jenna before I go to sleep. “All right guys, sorry for the rather short live, but as said in the beginning, I have to get up pretty early tomorrow, I’ll walk out of the frame and leave you guys alone with TOTO- Africa, Bye guys.” I did as said and ended the live after the song was done. I quickly gut rid of my hoodie and the mask, because it’s way too hot.

“So what do you think?” I asked Jenna with a big smile.

A/N: FYI English isn’t my first language plus this isn’t proof read, sorry for any mistakes, still hope you like it. :)

#jenna ortega #actors #jenna marie ortega #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega x you #the fallout #wednesday

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depressionisreal1996 · 5 months

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The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 1

Bold and Underlined=POV Change

Underlined=Line Break

Bold=TV Script

Italics=Thoughts

Narrator's POV

I'm not sure whose twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago... but I admire the sadism.

We see a girl walking down a school hallway, with everyone parting ways in fear and disgust. They could sense the power from this tiny alpha. This alpha is known as Wednesday Addams. With each step is a purpose, she wants them to fear her. The thought makes her smirk internally. After a while, she saw some jocks walking away from a locker, laughing. She walked up to the locker and heard some whimpers coming from it, whimpers that she knows. She opens the locker to see her brother, Pugsley. After the locker was opened, Pugsley fell with a thud.

Wednesday's POV

"I want names," I told my brother emotionlessly. These people need to know that only I was allowed to torture my brother, I thought in my head.

"I don't know who they were, honest." Pugsley replied with a scared voice, "it happened so fast,"

"Pugsley, emotion equals weakness, pull yourself together, now," I told him sternly, he whimpers. He really needs to learn this, if he wants to survive the real world. I went to untie him, when I went into one of my visions.

~Line Break~

I came out of the vision, which thanks to it, I now know who did this to my brother. It was Dalton, and his stupid jock friends.

"You okay," Pugsley asked me with a worried tone.

I'm not about to confess to my brother that I've recently been plagued by visions. The come on without warning, and feel like electroshock therapy, but without the satisfying afterburn.

"Leave this to me," I told him, getting up to put my plan into action.

"Wednesday, what are you gonna do," my brother asked me. I stopped to look at him, contemplating telling him, but decided not too.

"What I do best," I told him, then walked off.

Non, rien de rien.

"Yo, Dalton, look," Dalton's friend # 1 said pointing towards me, "Pigsley's sister."

"Hey, freak, this is a closed practice," Dalton told me, with a smirk. Everyone smirked at this and laughed.

"The only person who gets to torture my brother is me," I told everyone with a harsh tone, raising two bags with piranhas in them. Everyone lost their smirks and looked at me with fear. I released the bags into the water, and everyone frantically swam to get to safety.

Non, je ne regrette rien. Car ma vie, car mes joies. Ca commence avec toi.

It was chaotically beautiful, nothing will top this. I slowly smirked in satisfaction. If I wasn't so adversed to it, I would be laughing right now. Though, as I watch the chaos happening, I knew that would be getting expelled for this.

~Line Break~

I close my eyes. Then I drift away.

My parents were singing again, and it greatly disgusts me of how much emotions they are showing.

I softly say. A silent prayer. Like dreamers do. Then I fall asleep to dream. My dreams of you.

I cringed at them, they really need to learn some self-control. This is why I'll never find love/mate. It all seems pointless.

I remember. That you said goodbye.....

"Mmm," my mother sighed happily after kissing my father. My father did the same. I rolled my eyes at them.

"Darling, how long do you intend on giving us the col shoulder," my mother asked me.

"Lurch, please remind my parents that I'm no longer speaking to them," I replied back. Lurch just grunts.

"Hmm," she hums back.

"I promise you, my little viper, you will love Nevermore," my father tried to reassure me, though he was failing, "won't she, Tish?"

"Of course," she said, "it's the perfect school for her."

"Why? Because it was the perfect school for you," I shot back," I have no interest in following in your footsteps. Becoming captain of the fencing team, Queen of the Dark Prom, President of the Seance Society."

"I merely meant that finally you will be among peers who understand you," My mother told me, and then she said something I want to protest against, " maybe you'll even make some friends."

"Nevermore is like no other boarding school, it's a magical place," my father said, "it's where I met your mother, and we fell in love."

"You guys are making me nauseous, and not in a good way," I told them with disgust in my voice, yet with my face blank.

"Darling, we aren't the ones who got you expelled. That boy's family was going to file attempted murder charges," she told me, "how would that have looked on your record?"

"Terrible, everyone would know I failed to get the job done," I said, seething that Dalton is still alive.

"Hmm," my mother just hummed, and that was it for our conversation.

~Line Break~

Narrator's POV

Now we see a truck driving by the Addams hearse.

"Just over here is fine, thanks," a man said to the driver.

"You sure you want to get out here," the driver asked, "the trail might look pretty, but it runs right past Nevermore."

"That school for outcasts," the man asked.

"Huh. That's a polite way of putting it," the driver replied.

"I never had a problem with outcasts," the man informed the driver," my counselor at summer camp was a werewolf. Great guy."

"Yeah, they're just like you and men," the driver said trying to scare the man, "until they rip your throat out."

"Thanks," the man chuckles wryly. He got out of the truck and hiked on the trail. He hiked for a while until he found a good spot to take a break. He was just relaxing, when he heard noises coming up from in front of him. He looked up, only to scream in a panic as he saw something running towards him and attack him.

#wednesday addams x fem!reader #omegaverse #alphawednesdayaddams #omegareader #werewolfreader

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mercurysnitch · 3 years

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1976 Guitar (200 follower celebration)

Summary: An Australian runaway walks into a London pub... and finds herself having a drink with the one and only Roger Taylor.

A/N: As promised, my little celebration piece. I actually started this after I hit 150 followers, but I put it aside because I wanted to work on other things, and then decided to keep it for my next follower milestone. Which ended up taking a lot longer than I was anticipating, but hey, we got here in the end.

Just fyi for clarity, the reader here is Australian, but living in London after finishing journalism training. Yes, even in the 70s London was full of runaway Aussies. But it must have seemed a lot further away in the days before instant messaging and video chat and free phone calls over the internet.

Title is from a Skyhooks song, recorded well after the 70s, incidentally. The bits in italics are lyrics from the song. This isn’t a song fic, and I honestly can’t remember why this is set in 1976 (I think it just sort of popped into my head like that) but those particular lyrics seemed quite fitting.

Warnings: Drinking, light swearing

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...one night I met a girl at the Sebel bar

And she taught me how to play that 1976 guitar

London, 1976

You decided you liked English pubs soon after you moved to London. They were cosier than the airy places you were used to back home, and the clientele were a lot less rough. Most of the time.

Your favourite pub was your local, just around the corner from your poky little second-floor flat. Decent food, good drinks, and interesting people. The bands playing on Saturday nights were always worth a listen too. Tonight, though, was a weeknight, which meant you were there for a stiff drink and maybe a nice greasy pub meal.

You hardly looked at the bartender as you flopped onto a stool. He floated over almost instantly anyway. "What can I get yer?" "Whiskey please" you ordered, attempting to be polite but mostly sounding tired. The barman smiled. "Coming up." It was fairly empty in the pub, so he returned with your drink almost immediately. You smiled gratefully and wasted no time taking your first sip. But you'd barely swallowed it, still dealing with the afterburn, when you heard a huff of surprise from a neighbouring stool.

You turned in the direction of the noise to discover the source: a youngish bloke with shaggy, pale blonde hair and big blue eyes. He looked strangely familiar, but you couldn't think where you recognised him from. If you weren't so annoyed you would've been taken aback by how attractive he was. Instead you glared at him. "What's your problem, mate?" He flashed you an annoyingly pretty smile. "Nothing. Just don't see many girls drinking whiskey like that." "Like what?" you shot back. "Like they do it all the time. Suits you, though." He flashed the smile again, and you felt your anger ebbing away.

Seeing the smile again seemed to jolt your memory. "Fucking hell," you gasped, "you're Roger-" "Don't say it" Roger hissed, cutting off your exclamation. "You'll tell the whole pub and then I won't get a moment's peace all night." You immediately looked downcast. "Sorry." Roger smiled reassuringly. "It's alright."

You eyed Roger curiously. "So tell me, what's the drummer from Queen doing in a place like this?" He broke into a cheeky grin. "I could ask you the same question" he said flirtatiously. "I've had a very long day and I live around the corner" you told him. "What about you?" "We used to play here, in the early days" he explained. "I always liked the atmosphere, and the people are always… interesting."

Suddenly you noticed him eyeing you up with curiosity. "I like your accent but I don't recognise it. Where're you from?" he asked casually. "Australia" you told him cheerfully. You noticed his expression fall slightly. "Not from Sunbury, I hope" he joked. You grinned cheekily. "Melbourne, actually. But I don’t blame you for not liking Sunbury." Roger was shocked. "You know about that?" You nodded. "I was there. It was a great day, actually, for me at least." Suddenly you smiled. "Anyway, whoever thought booking Queen to play at Sunbury was a good idea clearly knew nothing about bloody Sunbury. Or Australians, frankly." Roger smiled grimly at the memory. "God that was a shit gig. Might be the worst reception we've ever had." "If it makes you feel any better I enjoyed your set" you told him softly. "Queen's just a bit too sophisticated for most Aussies, I think." "But not you?" he asked, smiling. "But not me" you agreed.

"So what brought you to London anyway?" Roger asked. "I got sick of Australia" you told him. "It's so… behind, culturally. Anyone who's a serious artist or writer or whatever buggers off to London or somewhere first chance they get. So when you're still there you feel so far away from everything, it really feels like you're at the arse-end of the world sometimes." Roger grinned. "Arse-end of the world. I like that" he mused. "But I don't think you've come to the other side of the world just because you thought Australia was boring." You stared at him crossly. "Oh yeah? Why d'you reckon I'm here then?" you asked, challenging him with a look. "I think you ran away from something" Roger declared softly. "As far away as it was possible to get, just about."

You stared at him in shock. Now you thought about it, he wasn't exactly wrong. Suddenly your expression darkened. "Well, I suppose I'm running away from my mother and her bloody expectations of how I should live my own bloody life" you grumbled. He quirked an eyebrow. "Expectations?" "She wants me to be like her" you explained. "Find a nice bloke with a ‘suitable’ job, get married, buy a house, pop out a few kids, be a bloody housewife for the rest of my days."

"And you don't want that" Roger said quietly. He understood how it felt to choose a life different from the one your parents wanted for you. "No, I bloody well don't" you agreed. "I want to achieve things with my life, have a proper career." Your mother had told you several times that there was no point trying to advance in your job since you were just going to quit when you got married anyway. The recent feminist revolutions seemed to have entirely passed her by, but then Australian society in general did have a tendency to run a bit behind on things like that.

Roger's gravelly voice pulled you out of your thoughts. "And what might that career be?" You smiled. "I'm a music journalist. Well, I'm a researcher right now, but I'm trying to freelance a bit on the side." Roger nearly laughed. "Y'know, most music writers seem not to like us for some reason" he observed wryly. "But I get the impression you might be an exception." You grinned. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” "Maybe I would" Roger quipped.

You both drank quietly for a while, Roger gazing at you curiously. "Y'know, you never did tell me what's driven you to drink on a Wednesday night" he commented, casually as could be. "You really want to know?" you asked incredulously. Roger nodded. "Wouldn't ask if I didn't, love." You sighed. "Well, I was supposed to have a date last night, but he stood me up, which was just a delightful way to spend an evening" you said, your voice dripping with sarcasm. "Then this morning my boss was even more of an arsehole than usual, and I found out my article that was supposed to be published next week got pulled from the issue, so god knows if it'll ever see the light of day now. And then when I got home the disappearing date had the nerve to ring with a pathetic excuse that I'm almost certain he made up, and apparently he was blind to the possibility I wouldn’t want to reschedule the date he missed until I spelled it out to him."

Roger winced in sympathy. "Christ, that is a shitty day." “Well, it seems to have improved since I got here” you observed, flashing a sly smile. Suddenly he grinned, not bothering to be subtle about eyeing you up again, almost appraisingly this time. “You know, I could make it even better, if you’re interested” he said smoothly. You cocked an eyebrow in interest. “Oh, really? And how exactly would you do that?” “Have dinner with you” he replied, not missing a beat.

You blinked, shocked. “You want to-to what, take me out to dinner? Why?” “You seem interesting” Roger said, shrugging. “Besides, I like having company when I’m out, being alone’s not as fun.” You had to agree with him there. “So is it a date, then?” you asked, still a little uncertain about the turn your evening was taking. Roger smiled cheekily. “If you want it to be” he said. He seemed nonchalant, but you thought you detected a flicker of uncertainty under the rock-star swagger. You grinned. “You know what, bugger it. Take me on a dinner date, Roger.”

******

There were some decisions in your life you would live to regret, but going on that first impulsive date with Roger wasn’t one of them. One date very quickly became many, and before you knew it Roger was a fixture in your life. Well, as much as a touring rock star could be, anyway. You found it oddly satisfying writing a postcard telling your mother you were going out with a shaggy-haired rock’n’roll drummer, knowing he was almost the complete opposite of the sort of person she wanted you to pair up with. You’d also finally managed to get an article published in the paper, but, predictably, your mother’s response to your postcard entirely neglected that achievement in favour of detailing every reason she thought you should leave Roger and return home immediately. None of them really held much weight, and the suggestion your actions would damage your reputation back home was in your view rather forcefully disproven by the enormous quantity of messages you received from both friends and relatives congratulating you on both the article and your choice of boyfriend.

You did eventually find the things your mother wanted for you with Roger, in a way. Technically you never actually got legally married, but you were deeply committed to each other. And you did end up with the big house and the family of your own, alongside a flourishing career in rock journalism. It wasn’t always easy, juggling everything and getting people to take you seriously as a journalist, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. Sometimes, just sometimes, you were just a tiny bit grateful for that shitty day in 1976.

In '74 we got tight, in '75 we starred

Then we learned to play that 1976 guitar

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A/N: I don’t think there’s too many Australianisms in here, but feel free to ask if you’re confused!

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Scene 18, Chapter 7 Part 2

It was necessary. At least, that's what Wednesday told herself.

And for the necessity, Wednesday strode into town with long strides, the wind catching behind her and helping to move her along as fast as she could through the nervousness that was fluttering in her insides. If Tyler really was the Hyde, then that would mean that he really had to have set Xavier up, had to have set her and Donovan—his own father!—up, and it would also mean, based on his pattern, that he will kill again. Her nagging suspicions about what happened to Donovan's chest burned in her mind, the literal danger that he was putting himself in scaring the living daylights out of her so much so that she would decide to do this….

She was nervous, but didn't show it. With Enid’s input, she was finally able to put two and two together. It had to be Tyler. He had already lied to her before, about the severity of the assault he and his buddies committed on Xavier. He hadn't even mentioned a past with the racist Goodmen. What else had he lied about?

The coffee grounds.

He wasn't carrying them around to confuse Elvis. He was carrying them around to confuse the deer.

It’d hit her within a minute of entering the Weathervane. How could she have been so stupid? It was all pouring in just as the aroma of coffee invaded her nose, every little detail she overlooked over the weeks leading up to this point, but of course, the timing of her revelations was terrible. She needed to behave like nothing was wrong. Nothing at all.

And merely touching him wouldn't suffice. He had touched her numerous times to no vision. No, she needed to get as close to him as possible, and if that meant as close as a gag-inducing kiss—the boy did seem to be of the type who just can't take no for an answer—then so be it. It was nothing but a kiss, a meaningless kiss whose sole purpose was for fact finding measures. She told herself that the boy was half Donovan, but it didn't matter—he didn't look like Donovan, he didn't smell like Donovan, he didn't feel like Donovan, and worst of all, he didn't taste like Donovan. He tasted like a soggy tuna sandwich, which he had apparently had for a late dinner.

She could have vomited into his mouth, but it would've just seeped back into hers, so she closed her eyes and tried to imagine that he was Donovan. But, it was impossible without the masculine edge of his beard, or the short, prickly hairs on the bottom edge of his lip; kissing Tyler was like kissing raw chicken breast, but without the added benefit of Salmonella poisoning.

The emotional connection that she had with Donovan aided her in the direction of a chaste kiss with no exploration, and thankfully Tyler wasn't aggressively trying to shove his tongue down her throat. She imagined what it would be like if Donovan walked in on them, and that biting emotion blended with the crawling of her skin as his awkward son kissed her is what caused her head to snap back, her body stiffly whipping like a wood plank towards the floor as she felt both Tyler’s orgasmic thrill as he killed and Dr. Kinbott's death at the same time, each deadly rip of Tyler’s Hyde claws tearing through her seizing nerves as if she were Valerie herself.

More Than One String to Her Woe, Part 2/AB (If You Don't Woe Me By Now/Netflix)

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"You love me," she leaned her lips to his ear, planting a gentle kiss against his sideburn. She caressed her little fingers up and down his neck after loosening her grip on his jacket.

"Wednesday — "

"You do. I know you do."

-- More Than One String to Her Woe, Part 2

While I continue to piece together a coherent Part 2, here are some fun facts about Afterburn Wednesday (some you know, some you don't):

She is hypersexual. Back in ye olden dayes of my youth, she would have been called a nymphomaniac. She was (before Donovan) a chronic masturbator. Her parents furnish her with whatever toys she wants since they don't want her stealing theirs, but up until Donovan she never bothered with inserting anything thicker than her fingers. Her vibe collection is amazing. At this point in the story, she is addicted to Donovan and his 🍆. He's all she wants, and she has a million and one reasons why she is attracted to him.

She loves it when he calls her 'doll', but hasn't come up with a consistent nickname for him because she wants it to be as perfect as 'doll' is for her. She does love to tease him by calling him her 'dirty old man'. She has called him 'D.J.' and (of course) 'Daddy'. There are other nicknames to come as she settles into whatever terms of endearment she chooses.

She's more ✨special✨ than she is in the series. She has more powers, one that has yet to be explicitly revealed (though it's been heavily implied).

Donovan actually teases her a lot, and that's what tends to lead to her ravaging him. He'll tease her about something like her height (lots of Wizard of Oz jokes...which is apropos since he has referred to her as a little munchkin to her face), and she'll react with violence that turns into passion. The teasing is mutual, with her reciprocation focusing on his status as an old man. His reactions are unpredictable, ranging from his subdued shaking of his head to a play spank, which also turns into passion (but you can bet that Wednesday deliberately antagonizes him in order to receive that reaction...it turns her on to antagonize him). All acts of 'violence' between the two during their efforts to get a rise out of each other lead to affection, regardless. See: The fact that she still gets her 🍆 after being thwarted at the end of Chapter 5. She really enjoyed that sink fuck.

She is not without her disagreements with him on certain issues. (I'll probably cover that soon-ish in the text.) But they are few and far between, and none are deal-breakers.

She likes animals in general (AB Wednesday is consistent with N/C Wednesday's "I've hibernated with grizzlies", taking it to be truthful), but loves foxes. 🦊 While she does taxidermy, she still has respect for their lives and their sacrifices. She's a carnivore, like the plants she loves.

She is self-conscious about her singing, which is the main reason why she blew the Pitch Slaps audition. She's not great, but she's good enough that she can hold a tune once she's practiced. She has sung for Donovan.

Afterburn Wednesday is heterosexual, but if she were bisexual, she would find Bianca and Yoko attractive, because to her they look like women (not girls); her older age preference extends to women. Enid and Divina are too 'cute' for her taste (not to mention that ABW can't stand anything Enid likes, and Divina doesn't like her much anyway...plus the Divina/Kent thing weirds even Wednesday out, since she can't fathom sleeping with her own brother 😬).

Story-wise, AB Wednesday spends the 2022 holidays in and around Jericho. 👀 (Oh my, and how will I swing that? Easily, because it's AB Wednesday and she gets what she fucking wants. 💀)

I can't do an Afterburn Donovan until the main chapters are done, since we're finding out more about him through the text. 🥹

#wednesday #wednesday addams #writing wednesday #satisfying afterburn wednesday #wenovan #black bubblegum #satisfying afterburn #wednesday x donovan #wednesday addams x sheriff galpin #jenna ortega #jamie mcshane

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Chapter Seven: More Than One String to Her Woe, Part 1 Review/DISCUSSION

Insight into the story happens here.

This was long...it was 13 pages plain on Google Dicks, I think it's now 20.

Purple is Afterburn Canon quoted.

Pink is Wednesday Addict's observations/questions/etc.

NC-17

>> Words of honor : truancy, jutting

Your “Words of Honor” amuse me, since they seem so simple to me. But then I have to remember that my biggest fans aren't from Anglocentric countries. 💀

>> I was going to state "cats aren't a problem" but then my cat came harassing me. But they are cute? So it's fair.

I love cats, but I also have two very old dogs that need to be watched all the time. I can’t bring them up there because the cat would hate it, and so would my old boy, since he doesn’t like cats (they bully him because he's weird). He won’t eat them, he’ll just bark until the cows come home. And my neighbor dumping her shit out on me completely disrupted the flow of my creativity, which I’m still trying to get back, BTW.

Speaking of cats, Morella makes a rather surprise appearance in the next upload. She’s kind of important…. 😺👹

> Maybe if you're nice to me I'll write a scene just for you. <

>> Yeah, well working on it! : joy: But I don't know how many tor happy points I have collected so far nor how much happy points a scene/fic is!

Too many happy points, but it seems like we're pretty much on the same page anyway. Weird how you're kind of a mind reader. A PSYCHIC. 💀

>>Now.... we established she is wealthy...could she zombie revive him like crackstone? Would only need a couple of victims.

I’ve thought about that, but I don’t think zombie dick would be very fun to fuck. …🦠🤢🦠🤢🦠🤢

I HAVE thought of a crossover with another show I like, which could change things in terms of what to do when he dies…which might be a better option rather than zombified Donovan.

>>One young Detective has alerted us of tire tracks matching the tireburns left behind by the car that ran over our mayor. There. Easy.

He’d have to make a report with specifics/can’t say “one young detective”. She can’t be known to be involved at all, given police protocol.

>>Slurp.

Yes, but was it fudge flavored?

>>Ha, I quite like her, nice and direct also loyal AF

Lou-Anne Walker is here to stay. She has unfinished business.

> She's brilliant like that.<

>>She is, I suppose that happens when you learn and study and fuck each waking moment instead of mindlessly scrolling tiktac or reading fanfiction...wait... ..

Wait, you can learn things from reading fan fiction too! So long as the author knows what they’re doing. I could have bored the living crap out of my readers with an extended Nepenthes lesson because like Wednesday, I too have a parent who is a botanist (I learned of pitcher plants when I was a kid), but I didn’t want to drag down the comedic scene with easily forgotten details.

>The rain had come down just as hard<

>>Is there a rain kink? Because that is unexpectedly hot. Like the scene she had with Xavier in Ep3…

You will be happy to know that the “big scene” between Wednesday and Donovan in Chapter 8 (“Come on, Addams. Gates took my son away. Don’t let her take you from me, too.”) happens in a serious downpour. Also, as you were publishing your comments, I was publishing Winter 2023, which mentions her desire to smell the rain during the smutty part. She is a pluviophile, as are Gomez, Morticia, and Pugsley.

>>A real gesture would have been to let him explore her ladyparts for a couple minutes undisturbed and describe them to us!

Perhaps that’s coming (ha ha) soon, though in his mind, she’s got little moth wings (which has been used in the text to describe part of her parts).

>that she was fucking the town's sheriff<

>>Curious thought is that she may have gotten the smell another way, say, being detained / searched by him, or spending time with him discussing the case, assuming sex right away seemed like a leap.

The scents of sex are much different than just normal scents, and werewolves have the same type of receptors that dogs have. They can smell things the same way dogs can, and can tell the difference between someone having just shaken someone’s well-lotioned hand (like with Xavier and Thing) and two bodies all up in each others’ orifices. Sex has a specific scent (genital fluids, sweat, pheromones). And with the way Wenovan’s been going at it…it’s strong in Enid’s nose.

>dirty AO3 fan fiction<

>>YOU DID NOT also, bruh Enid how is this helping your grades again?

I did. Tee hee.

>>Ness does care enid, you are just not smart enough to realize not all people are like yourself. I myself like to keep my room neat and tidy….

Enid’s collection IS pretty fkn scary. She has far too many plushies, FFS.

But Afterburn Wednesday’s would, actually, decorate in a similar manner as Yoko (they have similar tastes). It’s just that she brought nothing with her because of her escape plans...she didn’t think she was staying, so why bring any prized items besides her weed kit and utility garter (I consider her inherited ashtray and coaster part of her weed kit). The larger items could be shipped back home easily after her escape (cello, gramophone, typewriter).

>>We love coach Vlad in this house right? He's like the only competent teacher.

Yes, and he totally knew that Bianca would nick the little arrogant newbie’s face good. His side eye when she proposed no masks/tips was hilarious. I feel like he was irritated that his best fencer was being attacked for no reason (as he said quite decisively that it was a clean strike and Rowan had no reason to be a little bitch).

Gates is competent at what she does too. She's just an evil twunt 🤣

>>That's a curious question, do you have the answer to it? (Enid wondering about Wednesday killing Donovan with sex)

No, cardiac arrests during sex aren’t prosecuted as manslaughter or murder. For prosecution to happen, the act must be something that the partner is doing (like bludgeoning or strangling someone during the act of sex), and then it’s not the sex that killed them, it was the instrument and the person wielding it (e.g. the opening scene of Basic Instinct).

>>Yoko is just great. That's all.

I like Yoko too.

> I mean, in this case, seems like 'Lucy' can hold her own.<

>> Big one. Also including some of the gray face comments you keep getting. This I think sums up my way of thinking perfectly "in this case", these situations really are case by case.

A good lot of the cases are terrible and unfit, due to the naive and ignorant nature of the adolescent. But brain development differs immensely (more on that in a minute, given something you wrote).

>> Example given : How do we feel about a 10 year Boy with a 52 year old Male teacher ?. I would hope we agree about "wrong" but now, where is the line ? 12 ? 14 ? 16 ? 18 ?

A 10-year-old boy with anyone is pedophilia (unless they’re peer experimenting, which used to happen pretty freely since kids get curious…of course now they have the internet), and with a 52-year-old male teacher? Lock that MF up.

My line is sixteen, and people can be mad about that all they want. Age of Consent was sixteen in my state and it wasn’t a problem back then. Like I might've mentioned in my Tumblr, it’s my body, my rules, and once I turned sixteen I no longer had to worry about people going after any of my partners. You can tell that I’ve trained AB Wednesday to stand firm to the same mantra.

>> Mental maturity/puberty/Who is the aggressor and countless others play a significant role in determining that line. Example given: If Principal Weems would be attempting to seduce Eugene. That I would consider pedophilia.

Yes. Eugene is barely pubescent (he’s got peach fuzz on his upper lip, so he’s getting there). He also seems like a freshman. “Beems” (Bee Boy + Weems) seems like a really freaky pairing…Eugene would have to go through puberty first, but then that just reinforces your point.

>> People love to hide behind the law as the be all and end all, but don't consider that the age of consent in most places is 14+ and some places even allow marriage before sex. In Cyprus and Malta, the minimum age of sexual consent is above the age at which children can get married with the consent of a public authority and/or the parents.

Activists are wanting to force the age of consent from 16 to 18 in a lot of places in the U.S. I don't think there's any state in the union left that has 14 as the threshold. I didn't think there were many Euro countries that were still at 14, either (which to me is too young, but w.e., Europe 💀). The whole marriage thing is wild too, but when you think about hundreds of years ago when noble people wed, they would often marry off their children at an early age but the marriage wouldn't be able to be consummated until the girl reached a certain age.

One thing a lot of Euro countries have over us is comprehensive sex ed for kids, though now I'm seeing some shitballs become influenced by the prudish Americans (see: sour reactions under posts about Evanna Lynch’s relationship w the dude who played Young James Potter…she was 16 when they started dating, I think he was 21 or something).

>>Besides. Even Adult couples, where one partner is, say, 23 - An adult by every type of classification, and the other 61 I see people calling pedophile - like, that word does not mean what you think it does.

People have watered down that word so much that it's meaningless when people throw it at me. Pedophilia is the literal attraction to pre-pubescent children (generally the age range is 6 to 12 years old). If people need the labels, then use the labels correctly:

An infantophile/nepiophile is someone who is attracted to babies/toddlers up to ~5 years old. (🚩🚨🤢 SNS for judging! 🤢🚨🚩)

A pedophile is someone who is attracted to pre-pubescent children, with a general age range ~6 to 12 years old. (🚩🚨🤢 Again, SNS for judging!🤢🚨🚩)

A hebephile is someone who is attracted to those just entering puberty (~11- to 14-year-olds …*repeat alarms/red flags here*). Humbert Humbert of the novel Lolita was a hebephile.

An ephebophile is someone who is attracted to late/finished pubescent adolescents (~15- to 19-year-olds). Would it be fair to call Donovan an ephebophile? Was he attracted to 15 to 19 year olds before Wednesday came into his life? (The answer is very clearly, no.)

A teleiophile is someone who is attracted to adults and sexually mature teenagers. Normally the masses are teleiophiles.

A mesophile is someone who is attracted to those who are middle-aged. Afterburn Wednesday is a mesophile.

A gerontophile is someone who is attracted to elderly people. To each their own, but the general masses who get married to their soulmates and grow old together eventually become gerontophiles. 🍋🤭🍋

>> The word they are searching for is "Oh wow that's quite an age gap, iam lucky it does not concern me in the slightest" Same with the word "child", while…Take this quote: The World Health Organization (WHO) defines an adolescent as any person between ages 10 and 19.

Yes, there are some good points there.

>> Also : The brain finishes developing and maturing in the mid-to-late 20s.

The prefrontal cortex ‘finishes’ by around 25, but that is an average and that whole study wasn't read for what it meant. The researchers examined several factors that influence brain development in adolescents and thus someone like Afterburn Wednesday would've been able to mature faster than other average people, so I'll just leave it here.

Ignore what they say about cannabis because that doesn't work the exact same in the Afterburn Universe. It has less of an effect on outcasts in terms of health detriment.

>> If those people see a happy married couple aged 82 and 91 that have been together for 65 years they want that too, then they do the math and realize they married at 17 and 26, and then proceed to lose their shit.

People are generally bad at mathing.

>They must be<

>> Frankly too large tends to overboost a guys ego. I know of a man who got a 10 inch monster who treats his partners like condoms. Was it worth it? Only they know. // Also id like to point out lesbians are a thing. They seem quite content without a male appendage present.

When I was 14, I had a 15yo boyfriend who had one of those monsters. It was huge and he didn't know what to do with it. He was a dumbass though (a Kent-level dumbass), and a huge reason why I then stuck to way older men.

Lesbians aren't always content without a male appendage, that's why there's a multitude of phallic toys made just for them, like the double-ended strap-on. …Actually now that I think about it, I don't know any lesbians IRL who DON'T have a strap-on. Some vaginas just crave dick (but not the dickheads behind them), it's literally shaped to accommodate them (or other phallic items 🥒🍌🍆 😂).

Yoko is like that. She's 90% lesbo but likes actual dick every once in a while, hence her admission to Bianca about being with Xavier. Yeah, that makes her a little bisexual.

>To her, he was perfect.<

>> He is quite a catch I must admit.

The language I used mirrors Donovan’s thoughts from the previous chapter: “To him, she was normal. She was his normal.”

>was hiding a pain so great that <

>> A Man who knows who the monster is and isn't doing anything about it, endangering her, Enid, Xavier, and injuring Eugene. I see no way where she will receive this news in a good way.

It's his son. When Donovan tells Tyler “More than you could ever know” after he answers the question, “Did you ever even love her?”, Donovan is basically confessing: “I loved her so goddamn much that I don't want to lose your sorry, stupid, murdering ass either because you're all I have left of her, but I don't know what to do and am unsure of what I should do or how to approach it”. We're not sure exactly what’s motivating N/C Don to avoid moving on Tyler but again…it's his son, and people can become blinded by their love even for their dangerous children. This is something that Thing actually goes over in Chapter 8.

AB Donovan has clear motivation: it's his son and (( SPOILER, I can't say 😭)). Francie’s Hyde wrecked the family (and Donovan) in ways that haven't been revealed yet. Bruh has severe PTSD.

>"Tall black, two sugars,"<

>> We have the joke about eating my way past this story but I will say I can't stand black coffee

“Tall black, two sugars” is what Donovan orders when he goes to the Weathervane (N/C, Episode 6, right after Wednesday blows off Tyler). She was getting his drink for herself. Hence why Tyler was looking at her funny while making it.

>Keeps me in business.<

>> Gonna be affected hard then by kinbots death. Maybe Wednesday can step up.

I've written parts of Valerie’s funeral already. 🫠

>casually slipping it into her bag.<

>> Did.. she just shoplift?

Yep, she pulled a Winona (Ryder 🤣). She's not an angel, and sometimes her intrusive thoughts take over her impulses. And this day in particular she isn't always thinking about anything but Donovan and Enid.

>with a ten and a quarter on the<

>> I may either be overreading this, or not understanding it, the book costs 3, she stole one, and pays 10.25, but accepts the change unlike the coffeshop exchange where she told him to keep the change? Like. Am I dumb? If its 3 flat, why put down 10 and 0.25?.

There's 6% sales tax that applies to books in Vermont. In order to get $7 back (and not $6 and a whole bunch of change), she gave her the quarter, because the total would be $3.18. If there were local Jericho taxes, it would be 7% (because the max local is 1%), which would've made the book $3.21.

The one she stole, she didn't see the price of (it was a $25 book 💩). She might not have taken it if she’d seen the price. But, she will make up for it eventually.

>favorite Rice books<

>> I admit I am not fact checking anything regarding the books/authors, but I will say your effort to include them in your lore is appreciated, even if I just read it as white noise (white text?) it makes the world feel alive in a way that only a very small number of stories manage to.

You should pick up a copy of Belinda, it's an easy read. 🙂

>what her family's net worth was.<

>> Also worth mentioning, interestingly your Wednesday is one of the very few that are willing to use her parents money, usually she's more of an "I don't need their help, I will be a successful author by myself" type of Wednesday, what made you decide to go that route ?, Wednesday accepting and using her parents' wealth?

Afterburn Wednesday is a lot more practical than N/C Wednesday (it's ironic that I'm saying this right now, given what Afterburn Wednesday’s been doing since the end of S1 events). Afterburn Wednesday was against ‘writing what you know’ because she thought it to be reserved for the imagination impaired, but since her life was becoming a twisted mystery, she leaned into it; the same goes for her money. Why not lean into it since it's there and she's stuck there; if she didn't use her money, it would put her at a great disadvantage over the other spoiled rich kids, and since everything is a competition, she’d want to come out on top there, too (the Addamses and the Tanakas are rich af). Gomez spoils her with an allowance, but she just hoards it, which is what she thought she might live off of after she ran away.

>Lucas's shenanigans with<

>> Violent assault is not shenanigans is it ?, All 4 of them should have been sent off for rehabilitation

True.

>More like crapcore,<

>> Frankly, that's rude, I would love to have one of those, handmade too, it looked so fucking comfy

She hated it in canon, so. AB W hates it too. LOL And that actually makes her an elitist snob.

>the girl with Enid's face pleaded

>> Ha, that's a funny twist to the faceless.

https://www.japanpowered.com/folklore-and-urban-legends/noppera-bo-the-faceless-ghost

🫠

> rude and offensive question.<

>> It is a fair question, if Wednesday one of the smarter people does not know its not common knowledge. So it's fair.

All Nevermore students are provided a Student Handbook where the various outcasts are listed/described for their knowledge (and it's gone over during orientation, which she didn't have BUT she got the handbook and was told to read it, which she merely skimmed/didn't bother with the outcasts guide…because she didn't think she was staying, and then once she did decide to stay, she just completely forgot about the handbook 💀).

Also, since Mishizu is Japanese, she considers it extra rude…especially since Wednesday is supposed to be one of the smart ones. It's just more emphasis on how Wednesday is an outcast amongst outcasts.

>The thud of the impact on her thigh<

>> hit me baby one more time.

I really needed me some Thornhill action there. I still cackle every time I envision this part/Wednesday goes flying out of the frame and into the tall weeds.

>up my rectal cavity.<

>> I mean so far said cavity has been very underused, description and usage wise. Please, no hot coals however.

I have a surprise for Donovan, but I just need to place it properly. It's quite possible it won't show up until After the Burn.

>"Weems isn't going to report <

>> I am sure Weems wouldn't report it either way, given the Addams forture funding nevermore…crossing the Addams seems unwise in your story.

While that's true, Weems has ulterior motives for keeping Wednesday where she is. Weems, Chancellor. Her parents.

>she hated doing that when Thing was around.<

>> Why? iam sure he could be handy. Don't hit me.

💥👊🏻👊🏻👊🏻👊🏻👊🏻💥

He’s FAMILY, like Enid said, and Wednesday isn't into incest yet. What?

Besides, in the Afterburn Universe, Thingclair is a thing. They practically had a full on affair in N/C. Little dude’s SEEN HER NAKED AND HELD HER HAND 😭✨

>I need that in poster size," she demanded<

>> So do i !

In my extras (multimedia, AI, etc.) I'm looking to create some of Donovan’s photographs, so. Particularly the one in question, but also the ones with Wednesday. Just have to find a good AI program and figure out the prompt.

>just…classlessness.<

>> I mean given the amount of men (and women somehow) that cannot even name all parts of the female genitalia correctly would suggest some additional visual education is needed.

Yeah, but Donovan doesn't want to get into that kind of trouble. Pics of her mothwings would probably land him with CSAM charges, regardless of how tastefully or educationally they were done.

American society is a prudish as Hell society right now. He’d be lucky to get away with what he has (it's pics of her naked back/the curves of her ass, curves of her breasts, weed smoke rings/smoke, and a few semi-racy ones of her in just a white shirt and her black/white striped socks holding Ted…there's a set of them together, waist up and holding each other with a focus on the curves of their arms…all set against a dark grey background as she sat on an old/vintage bench). Luckily American society in the Afterburn Universe is a tiny bit more relaxed, but still.

>She felt empty,<

>> As I said, thing would have been very useful. Not a cock, but a handful can help.

RELATED. Or, at least, family. Thing, in his scene with Donovan in 8, explains his relationship to the Addamses a bit better.

>disgust as it started licking the ball<

>> OH god this is going to be good isn't it?>> Oh god, if she could hear me laughing my end would be upon me.

Wednesday Jr. is canon in Addams Family lore, so…why not? Anything to annoy our favorite easily-annoyed Moping Myrtle.

>replacing me with a dog."<

>> I am curious if it does actually hurt her.

Not really. She likes animals and has a special way with them. … 🫠 It hurts her in a different way though, which I’ll put directly in the text somewhere.

>wasn't wearing any underwear<

>> Oh god, she's really going for the kill right away.

Fuck yeah, she wanted that man to pound that 😺 hard, like the other teachers who did the same to less worthy girls.

>She used her toes<

>> She does like teasing with her toes and feet doesn't she?

…She does. ☺️

>Ryleigh had gone missing<

>> So she is using her parents money to make people disappear, neat

…She used brute force for that one. 💩

>Just how much older?"<

>> So iam not sure how to word this, I don't like that Wednesday/her family don't have a healthy relationship in your story but my god you fucking nailed their voices. The fact iam hearing their voices when iam reading the family interactions.

Only going by N/Canon. 🤷🏽‍♂️ She just doesn't have a great relationship with Morticia. But thank you re: their voices.

>Only if he is a gravedigger. Is he?" <

>> I mean he is kind of digging his own grave with his alcoholism, does that count?

Yes, it does. But it's not what kills him.

>Your father would never allow it."<

>> Interestingly, she always did feel more of a daddy's girl to me with Gomez being willing to do anything for her and her being quite fond of him too, where as she's remaining cloddish with her mother.

She is very much a Daddy’s Girl BUT…men don't know what's in a woman’s heart. At least, that's how Wednesday feels at the moment when she realizes she needs to talk to an experienced woman about her problems…someone who would understand what it's like to be a horny teenaged girl in the midst of a shit ton of drama.

> offense registry desperate?<

>> I have issues believing that they can't just send her some of her more complex toys with outcast amazon, they have the money to do that, or just outright send lurch, money is such a cheat code.

She's in immediate need, even Outcast Amazon can't ship that fast. …Well, maybe it can, but that's not the point. 😭🤣

>"He's a cop."<

>> She 100% knows its Donovan doesn't she?

Yanno…I think she might strongly suspect it. Morticia isn't dumb, after she woke up from her fainting spell her brain raced back to Parents’ Weekend to see if she’d missed any signs. There were N/C signs right in front of us.

>All the girls were giggling.<

>> That's a flashback to our Sex ed…

I don't even remember the sex ed we got, but it was basic and terrible. I already knew everything they were teaching.

>"Plant looks plenty 'excited' too<

>> You see at least that's a funny joke worth laughing at

Xavier is class clown, obvs.

>there was nothing she could do about it<

>> Nothing some silver dagger coated with garlic won't fix…

Oh, now. That's no way to treat Yoko or Wenaka. Wednesday will get a mouthful in with Yoko near the end of Chapter 7. 👹

>I could make that move for you if you want."<

>> That is actually really nice of him, take him up on the offer and your problem will be solved Wednesday.

Xavier’s powers are really weird re: making things come to life. I'm sure if his powers involuntarily made the Hyde painting scratch him, he could make her penis plant drawing at least tickle her clit.

>but it sure would be fun<

>> Iam so sad there is no Xavier/Wednesday in your story, their back and forth is just great, ignore me iam just thirsty.

Gotta go by canon. There's a good amount of Xavierday angst though.

>become permanent was<

>> I like that she's admitting to herself that it's an unfounded fear.

Unfounded fears are still fears, especially to the attachment impaired.

>BAM! Enid nearly jumped... She pulled her close, their lips almost touching. Her eyes volleyed from hers to her lips for too long a moment before they locked eyes and she sneered.<

>> That sentence was surprisingly hard to understand, Ness was making eye contact with Enid, then looking at enids lips, remaking eye contact, did I get that right?.

Yes.

>> Also, I totally want a toxic Wednesday/Enid relation now because that scene was charged…

>of a bitch does one have to be<

>> Curious how you will make those 2 reconcile honestly. Given the end hug and your choice of pain by declaring cannon holy but also adding extra bad blood via Enid spilling her secret.

There will be scenes towards the end of 7 and beginning of 8 that will ‘fix’ it so that it remains canon, but the toxicity will still be there. Ajax will be bound to Wednesday’s will for a while. 👹👹👹👹👹

>"I'm sorry Donovan, but it's the best <

>> Digging for info regarding Tyler?

Maybe.

>and it was making Wednesday a tad nervous.<

>> Would be quite the plot twist if they disown her and suddenly she is just Wednesday.

Won't be happening in this story. They're a family, even as dysfunctional as Wednesday and Morticia are.

>and I are nothing alike.<

>> They both like taxiderming for one, I bet if she had mentioned that Wednesday would hold her in (slightly) higher regard.

… 🙃

>close to being similar to Morticia<

>> It really depends what Wednesday we are considering. N/C Wednesday is like Morticia in a lot of ways.

-They are both..

Yes, that's why it irritates AB Wens so much. The last thing she wants to be is like her mother. She has huge issues around that, some are intuitive rather than direct observation.

>How fascinating—and somewhat terrifying<

>> That line has me laughing, Wednesday, the menace, fucking old men to death.

It has US laughing, but in Kinbott’s mind she doesn't know about Donovan, so she probably assumes that Wednesday is an unrepentant slut…which she is, but for Donovan.

>but it cost her a head tilt<

>> Her Microexpresions are *everything*, from the little smile she gave Donovan right at the start of the show

Or the way her mouth opened in irritance when Kinbott mentioned the relationship between Viper and her mother. Or the way her brows relaxed in surprise after Weems told her point blank that she knew she was having visions. Ortega was really good with those.

>uh, healthy everyday functioning."<

>> Like drawing a penisplant in class ?, also Kudos to her for being open, when I researched it the first hit was "hypersexuality is a problem that needs medication"

The penis drawing was bound to happen regardless of what AB/W was up to. And hypersexuality doesn't necessarily need medication. It's clinical sex addiction, and that's treated with meds, group therapy, regular therapy…NONE of which Wednesday would be interested in, especially since she's otherwise functional.

>I suspect that your peers bore you?"<

>> God is that relatable, but turns out its a lonely existence because in the eyes of most adults you will always be "just a child" no matter how well you can hold a conversation with them.

You hit the nail on the head right there. Such loneliness is explored in Winter 2023.

>"Well, as a mandated reporter, if you were — "<

>> It's funny isn't it, everything you say stays in this room, unless I feel like I should share it because I think it's wrong

It's not just that she would think it wrong, it’s that if a crime is involved, she is obligated to inform the courts. But there is no crime that she knows of right now, since Wednesday is 16 in this scene. And there will be even less of a means to ‘punish’ anyone for the relationship once Spring Break 2023 rolls around (which is part of After the Burn).

>Who I sleep with is my business<

>and its K-9 unit<

>> Ohm. I do not wanna pop up one anymore watchlists than I already am, but iam fairly confident beastiality stays illegal no matter your age, so talking about sleeping with the police dogs might not be the best idea?

It was hyperbole, since of course she wouldn't. But if she did, she's a billionairess, and money makes the immorality disappear. Speaking of money…

>And, as a wealthy heiress<

>> Honestly, it feels it would be good for her character to get disowned, because as funny as murder threats are for us as readers, in the world…

That's the beauty of it being a fictional world. 🙂 She can get away with it and not get disowned. Gomez would never do that to his little girl. 🥹

>Kinbott. " I'm his whore. "Ravens<

>> Oh my, I wish she said the middle part too, that would have been amazing.

I don't feel like canon Wends would have done that (even though I contemplated it). She's selective as to what she will share/say and when, especially since it's Valerie.

>eyes had welled with tears as she<

>> Are we implying Wednesday is an actress in universe too?

She's a pretty decent actress when she needs to be. A master manipulator.

>Stalker-level obsessed<

>> Since we know Enid is harmless, id say its cute.

🤣 Well, yeah. I guess, since it's Enid.

>I will pay you for your tutoring. <

>> Iam glad, given she stole his last batch

In the Afterburn Universe, weed is legal for medical purposes and non-medical dispensaries also exist. Outcasts have slightly different rules around it (obvs, since it's integrated into the school). It's still illegal and frowned upon for normie teens to possess (which I think is what drives some of the resentment).

>he was smitten with her the<

>> I mean, who isn't, also... #stonedraven please? I beg of you.

Honestly, if Afterburn Wednesday were to sleep with anyone other than Donovan, it would probably be Ajax (sorry Waviers…Afterburn Wednesday is just not attracted to him/it's the same way that it is in N/Canon). I feel like she’d be able to get her dom on with him. Though she’d be curious about Kent’s big 🍆, I think he’s TOO sweet/dumb af for her. Then there's Eugene…but he’s far from ripening.

…Oh shit I just got another idea…it would make Wednesday a Super Bitch though. …👹

> him during fencing <

>> Her behind is fine yes, but her moves? Hello? That flip is glorious.

I'm sure the flip would be nothing without those glutes.

>open shirted, braless front<

>> Um? Don't tell me she's about to seduce him ?

👹👹👹

>she already eaten it? <

>> She IS the poisoned apple.

🏆

>in personal cruelty<

>> Took me a while but...she's totally doing this to fuck with Enid doesn't she? Ugh.

👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹

>Her eyebrows raised. "Including Xavier?<

>> Interesting if that's for her personal knowledge or if she will use that against him at some point…

Why else would a manipulative narcissist be interested in such information? 👹

>He blushed. He was, at least, charming<

>> He is a dork but he's adorable

We love Ajax in this house. 💖✨

> from a different time," he said, fairly quickly. <

>> I feel humiliated by the fact he knew that and I didn't.

The word has Greek roots, and that's the only reason why he was so quick. Most anything else, he’s straight up stoner/couldn't tell you much.

> to his crush was how much he bottomed for both Nightshade boys<

>> Oh god poor Ajax is getting more than he bargained for.

HE SURE IS. Anyone who encounters her is in that kind of danger.

>derive pleasure from their eyes and ears<

>> This has to be discussed, however, because it can go both ways, as in

Afterburn Wednesday is traditionally monogamous. But here, she is still without Donovan and is in Manipulator Mode. She’ll keep to her rules, though for the Tyler kiss (🤢) she’ll be so desperate to know the truth that she’ll fall right into Manipulator Mode again.

They discuss cheating in the audio excerpt from Part 2 (which is in Winter 2023), and obvs Donovan thinks she was cheating on him with Tyler.

>"Whaaa…way…wait, you don't like Enid?"<

>> While I trust your author skills, it feels like you're digging yourself a grave... Enid will be back next episode…

Trust in my author skills, and the fact that I'm still dealing with the Afterburn versions of these little fuckers...they have qualities not present in N/C.

>So I'm going to ask one last time: What do you need from me, Ajax?<

>> No iam not squealing, you are.

I need to dump some more of this Wenjax action in the next upload, huh.

>new pet gorgon<

>> Urgh while it's hot to read, I don't like Ajax getting exploited, he doesn't even get a taste in return…

He’ll be fine. …I think. 👹

>Ugh, poor Enid.<

>> Ness is so judgmental, why does Ajax finishing quickly indicate poor Enid?

When she says that, she's actually sorry for Enid. Sorry that Enid has a dude who does finish too quickly. Probably sorry that Enid (likely) won't have someone like Donovan.

Also, wet dreams don't count towards any judgements…they're things that are completely out of one's control.

>cruel and start laughing<

>> Have to say her behaviour here is making her quite unlikeable

She was never meant to be perfect. Her big character flaw is manipulating people to get what she wants (and while she gets away with it with Donovan sometimes, from the first car ride to the cabin you can see that she doesn't get away with manipulating him all the time, which I think is part of what draws her to him…that he WON'T let her do it all the time is seen as both strength and a challenge that she admires…everyone else is weak-willed). She doesn't really ✨care✨ about anyone besides herself and Donovan. Everyone else she just tolerates.

Plus, since these thoughts are centered around sex, she's amused because she now feels justified in her preferences.

>you're always fire whenever<

>> While her uniform is part of the excitement, that big brain of hers is the real appeal

Brains and beauty. Do you think he steals glances at her from across the room during CPlants? 👹

> "Hi Enid," she sang quietly.<

>> Oh god she is fucking evil. And apparently iam too because I can't help but smirk.

She is quite evil when someone pisses her off. But now she has a pet, and she’ll be using him in the next upload/part (urgh, it's coming so slowly 😭).

>"It's on the house. So's the weed<

>> I feel genuinely bad for him, he's such a nice guy that while a bit airheaded got the heart in the right spot.

I think this result is what Wednesday was looking for. It was a highly manipulative scene and a contrast to how she is with Donovan.

>letting the cash drop to the floor<

>> And then she does this type of disrespect like...why... Enid hurt you not Ajax.

Wasn't meant as disrespect. It's a power thing. He shouldn't have rejected her cash. Now he has to pick it up from the floor. He needs to do what he’s told…hence him ‘kissing her ring’ (she wasn't wearing any, so the gesture was symbolic). In actuality, neither really need the money.

>quarter pill of ecstasy.<

>> Not been there, but it feels risky needing drugs to be able to orgasm, could form an addiction no?

It's not necessarily ‘to be able to’ orgasm, it just makes it easier. It puts you in the mood. Opens everything up, makes things feel intensely better.

>his firm hand kneading at the muscles of her neck<

>> Anyhow...moving on from our Gorgon abuse... This is hot AF, but I have a massage kink so it does work extra for me.

They both have a style that’s brimming with sensuality. I think maybe Addams brings that out in him/his inner sculptor (not really sculpting, but he’s good at woodworking…sanding things, carving things). I'll get into that more in-text.

>> Still love the fact he calls her "Addams" also you have a typo there, the correct term is "sweet art".

He’ll always call her Addams, and she’ll clap back with Galpin when she wants. Both that and ‘sweet ‘art’ exist in the short Winter 2023.

>dragging her erection along his…. <

>> That is one of the most erotic things I have read in a while, ugh just so sensual AND hot.

She knows what she wants and how things work. 🫠💦💦💦✨

>onto her pillow and bedspread.<

>> Leave it to me to ask this in the middle of a sex scene but...why isn't she using towels to keep her bed dry? She can't very well switch out her bedding every single day can she?

She's high and doesn't care.

…Now that I think about it, she should've been masturbating on Enid’s bed, for that wet reason. THAT would've been such a bitch move. Alas…hindsight.

>when he stretched his hands around her waist.<

>> Would her waist not be larger when she's full of air ?, also that is still tiny.

Take a very deep breath in and take a look at your stomach.

>peaceful ending with the man she adored<

>> Despite ness acting like a cunt towards the end of this chapter, this is what we are rooting for #happyend.

She's our cunt, though. 🥰

>I'm Belinda.<

>> Wow, what an ending to this behemoth chapter.

🫠💖✨

Apologies for the delay in the review, I was quite busy and had to catch up with other fanfictions as well. Now, what a chapter wow, not the most smut in it but the world and character building you do is amazing.

Why are you apologizing for a delay in review? 😭 I'm just ecstatic that I get such a thorough review at all. And thank you, I try.

Also, I agree with a fellow commenter who is of the opinion that the smut in this story is its own character, however, said character still needs a description of how they look like!

In all its detail including every landmark.

I would write more but I need to sleep 😭

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