Enid: Hi, I'm your new roommate! Enid Sinclair, pronouns she/her.
Wednesday: Wednesday Addams. I identify as a threat. My pronouns are try/me.
Tyler: What can I say? I'm charming and irresponsible.
Enid: Don't you mean irresistible?
Wednesday: He does not.
Bianca: I’m sorry for calling you a sociopathic freak with the taste of a Victorian widow.
Wednesday, deadpan: I took it as a compliment.
Bianca: *sighing* Of course you did.
Title: Hyde's Hydrangeas
Rating: E
Pairing: Wednesday Addams/Tyler Galpin
Summary: Tyler Galpin is doing just fine, thank you very much. He's basically a functioning adult, business at his flower shop is going well and now with Laurel gone from his life, Tyler has every intention to start enjoying it.
Then his world gets turned on its head when a new customer with a surprising request enters his shop.
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For the Wyler Kinktober 2024 Day 10 prompts: Size Difference | Hair pulling | Strength/Muscles.
Wednesday: How do I make a date more romantic?
Enid: Maybe you could try being more mysterious?
[Some time later]
Tyler: Where are we going?
Wednesday: None of your business.
Wednesday: Don't be absurt. Have I ever put you in an unsafe or uncomfortable situation?
Enid: All the time!
Wednesday: Then you should be used to it by now.
Tyler: Fuck Wednesday.
Hyde: I'm trying, ok? I'm really trying.
Tyler: We all have our demons.
Tyler, watching Wednesday dance: This one is mine.
Tyler: If I died-
Wednesday, carving a pentagram into the floor: Death will not get you out of this relationship.
Bianca: If I fall…
Lucas: I’ll be there to catch you.
Enid: *looks at Ajax* What if I fall?
Ajax: Then I’ll fall with you, never leaving your side.
Tyler: *watching the two interactions*
Tyler, to Wednesday: And if I fall?
Wednesday: I’ll be the one who pushed you.
Eugene, investigating the cave against Wednesday's wishes: Well, well, well, if it isn't the dawning realization that I fucked up bad.
Title: Peripeteia
Rating: M (only the final chapter contains smut)
Summary: Persephone died with blood in her mouth and mortality in her veins.
For millennia she'd roamed the world, as Kore, as Persephone, as the Goddess of Spring and all that involved. She'd been a daughter, a wife and a queen. Together with her husband she'd ruled for centuries upon centuries as the Queen of the Underworld, and done it well.
Persephone had schemed, fought and bled for her freedom, for her right to choose her own path, though it had been all for naught in the end.
The gods were dying.
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Or, in which Wednesday Addams wakes up on the morning of her eighteenth birthday with blood in her mouth and mortality in her veins, with the memories of another life imprinting themselves into her brain with the force of a tidal wave.
writerrose1998 reblogged
three stages of life:
1. there are monsters under my bed.
2. there are monsters in my head.
3. i am the monster now.
Summary: Tyler was nursing his weekly beer in his favorite drinking hole when the door of the Tavern opened and a guy around his age came in, visibly despondent.
Long hair artfully styled, lily-pale skin combined with the rich fabrics he wore and with an air that only those born with a silver spoon in their mouths could pull off, Tyler was pretty sure this was going to be good.
Because this noble was actually pouting.
Pouting.
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Or, the story of how Tyler met a moping prince, watched him get drunk and learned some interesting things involving a queen in the process.
Title: Terms and Conditions
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Wednesday Addams/Tyler Galpin
Summary: Wednesday Addams, Ruling Queen of Nevermore, has come to the unfortunate conclusion that she does in fact need an Heir for her kingdom. And thus, a husband.
Unwilling to bind herself to just any noble of an appropriate station, the young Queen sets a few terms and conditions of her own.
Enter Peasant!Tyler.
Rating: Explicit
Summary: Wednesday Addams, Ruling Queen of Nevermore, has come to the unfortunate conclusion that she does in fact need an Heir for her kingdom.
And thus, a husband.
Unwilling to bind herself to just any noble of an appropriate station, the young Queen sets a few terms and conditions of her own.
Enter Peasant!Tyler.
writerrose1998 reblogged
You are a necromancer doctor. If someone is ill, you must wait for them to die before they can be healed, causing quite the ruckus whenever you ask a bystander for a weapon to do the job yourself.