UGH SHES SO TINY (Jack’s Totally Not Like 6 Feet Tall)

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Tara Carpenter: Nice parenting job by the way. Shovel Talk Tara Argh Carpenter

Wednesday Addams: It's amateurs like you who give kidnapping a bad name. guts

Ellie Alves: Everybody wants to fuck the fifteen-year-old!

Vada Cavell: Yeah...my porn addiction.

Lorraine Day: When did you become such a prude?

Phoebe Atwell: I just want to fucking scream.

Camila Montes: If she were into girls, I'd try to hit that too!

Katie Torres: We told them that there would be a casting director here for a new sexy, romantic reality show. That's you, Mom.

I LOVE MINDY SM THEY DESERVE SM BETTER :(

 Ever-ever think about how Mindy got stabbed in almost the exact same way as anika, cry.

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Wednesday doesn't hate touch

But as bianca's hand brushes against her shoulder in what Wednesday knows is supposed to be consoling, that thought is slowly becoming a lie.

Wednesday can tolerate touch. Tolerate the way it always leaves goosebumps that has her muscles tensing and she can tolerate the fact that this is simply the way the nightshades show affection.

They try, they really do try but they get caught up in the moment and sometimes yoko slings an arm over her shoulder that has Wednesday sharply inhaling through her nose before she exhales and tries to relax her shoulders.

The weight should've been comforting.

It isn't.

Ajax can come up with news all he wants, a pep in his step and a wide eyed look in his face but it takes all of her will power to not step away from such enthusiasm when he bounds in with information.

These are her companions, they've stuck through her time and time again, it's only right for her to do the same.

But sometimes, when her eyes feel heavy during training and it's too dark to distinguish the one carrying her back to the dorm, Wednesday let's herself believe for once.

She doesn't smell vanilla, not anymore but she still remembers the way those hands grasp at her back and the way Enid presses her face onto her shoulder. It's a hearty weight that presses onto her skin and it leaves her with a lovely feeling that ends way too soon.

To this day, she still wishes it left a mark.

So yes, Wednesday doesn't hate touch.

Wednesday could never hate Enid after all.

Part 3/3

When Morticia returned she moved away from Enid, slowly and just a bit to allow herself to watch the girl. She wasn’t crying anymore, altough her eyes were still bright due to the tears and they kept the sadness before that contrasted painfully with the limpid bright of joyce in them that Morticia had seen in the vision.

Enid, accostumed to Wednesday’s visions, knew that Morticia had had a vision when her mother touched her and another one right now. It was curious how mother and daughter expressed the experience in a so different way: Wednesday’s more clearly and powerful. In fact, some times Enid had to holded her to prevent her from falling the ground, altough she probably enjoyed that sensation, but her instincts to protect Wednesday were so strong that she couldn’t help to hold her. And her mother’s visions were so calm than, maybe, other people couldn’t notice it.

“Is everything alright?”, said Enid low and a bit worried and frightened while they were still looking at each other. Morticia grabbed Enid’s shoulders tight and bent down to look more directly those blue eyes, that waited expectant for an answer, because she needed that the girl in front of her trusted without hesitation every word that she wanted to say her.

“Yes, dear, it’s everything alright”, said Morticia smiling slightly, “and everything it’s going to be alright. I just wanted to remind you a very important thing”, then she got serious. “Enid, whatever you need, and whenever you need, every member of the Addams family is here for you. Always. The rest of your life”.

Enid felt astonished at first. Then, she started to smile with tears in her eyes and nodded. Morticia smiled, too.

Enid didn’t know yet, but in that moment she was already a member of the Addams family.

Every time Ao3 is down we met each other here

Some amber n tara doodles godbless

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shauna: about that love letter you sent me...

jackie, nervously: what about it?

shauna: the fourth sentence-

jackie: yeah that's where it gets pretty emotional and-

shauna: you forgot a comma.

"you are such a cliché"

"but they'll never know how tragic and boring and insecure you really are"

"is it just to take me off? or is it because you're just really insecure"

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Enid has to sometimes pick Wednesday and drag her away from fights

Sounds cute until the person she's fighting says someone about Wednesday and Enid lets her go and they both beat ass

Violent girlfriends support each other's violent urges

Enid in the back, giving thumbs up and whoops of cheer everytime Wednesday hits them good: YEAHH U GO GO WEDNESDAY