a person online: i hate it when adults act like childish little freaks in public, smh. youâre an adult, you should be able to order your own food without help. get over yourself. also, why are some people, like, waaaaaaay too into the stuff that they like? omg, and the people who CLEARLY canât even have one (1) normal conversation without acting Weird??? itâs embarrassing, u guys are embarrassing, get help
the same person five seconds later: we gotta remember to love and support the autistic community u guys <3
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.
elmax week day three!!! @elmax-week2023's prompt today:
shopping and music
This is so cute! And people are genuinely convinced that drag queens are evil :(
nothing has been more important to my being queer than when i went to my first pride parade, got seperated from my group, had a panic attack about it and was sitting on the side of the road holding a tiny genderfluid flag and freaking out. then this six foot five drag queen in four inch heels appeared from literally nowhere and sat down next to me. i, this scared-shitless trans bi kid at pride for the first time, very nervously told her she looked pretty and i told her my name and that i got lost and didn't feel like i should be at pride and she held my hand and said "oh, honey, everybody deserves to be here, especially you. pride is for everybody who's ever gotten lost, who's been scared of who they are or where they are. you think we never been scared before? pride's for you, honey, because you're scared. you don't have to be proud right now, but you're gonna be one day, honey, i'm sure of it."
i found my group soon after that and i never saw that queen again but to this day i am convinced i met an angel.
so yeah. pride is for you. pride is for all of us.
i know it's the angle but the scream 5 pictures make tara seem so more of a baby. and smaller. and babiest. which is funny bc the first one was shot in sept-october 2020 so jenna was 17 going on 18 (just like tara) so she's literally the same age as her character. but she seems more schmol.
just a baby đ«¶
Sam: This isn't what I expected when you asked if I wanted to play The Sims with you.
Tara was too busy shoving a handful of chips in her mouth to respond, so she simply removed the door to the room the Sim is in. Sam sweated nervously as the Sim slowly died of poor hygiene.
Sam: Isn't The Sims about making families? This is...
Tara, snorting: And give up the opportunity to give mom some payback? Pass.
Sam, worried: What?
Tara: She locked me in my room a few times because I was "annoying her" lmao. I was just hungry haha. Payback's a bitch, Christina.
Sam didn't know how to respond to that. She wanted to get her hands on their mother though. Unfortunately, she had no idea where her mom is.
Sam switched her attention to the pool with no ladder and walls surrounding it. Mindy's Sim was starting to drown, and the Grim Reaper was waltzing down the sidewalk.
Sam: So why are you killing Mindy then?
Tara: She ate my leftovers yesterday.
Sam:
Tara: And she said The Babadook sucked in film class.
Sam:
Tara: ... And I want to seduce the Grim Reaper.
Okay so Iâve been thinking about this for a while. That fact that Sam and Tara are so different in hight, heath, and size. Like yes I know they donât share a father but still itâs a dramatic difference. So what if there was a reason for that?
What if when Sam was born she was a bit off. Maybe she didnât cry right away. The doctors take the child and rush her away to save her life. Mr. Carpenter was stricken with fear. His first born about to die. He had never felt so weak so helpless. He couldnât bare to be near the child after that. So afraid it was going to die at any second. Completely choosing to ignore the fact that she was a heathy girl.
Then his worst fear hits. Christina says sheâs pregnant again. He wonât let the same thing happen to his second child. So he pumps Christina full of medication. Heâs read some articles on the internet swearing by these fake medical concoctions.
Only it makes everything worse. The medicine causes the baby to be born prematurely. The doctors say sheâs got weak lungs and might not make it through the night.
This is all his fault.
No
He looks down at his oldest. Whoâs wide eyed and standing on her tippy toes to see through the glass to get a glimpse of her baby sister. She then looks up at her father.
Thatâs when he sees it. The glint of evil in her eyes. This is her fault. If she had just cried like a normal child then he wouldnât be saddled ïżŒwith a defective one.
His oldest then asks if the babyâs gonna be alright. He mumbles under his breath âshe might have been if it wasnât for youâ thinking his daughter didnât hear him he fixed his face and loudly told her âthey donât know but Iâm sure it will be alright.â
But Sam did hear him. And that sentence haunts her mind to this day.
like.. do I even need to say it
*Wednesday arrives and sits at the group's table in the quad, her neck covered in angry-red scratches and bite marks*
Yoko, gesturing to the wounds: Are you, like, okay?
Wednesday, smirking: Quite. And you should see the other girl
*Enid arrives at this moment, smiling dazedly; her entire face and her neck covered in black lipstick marks*
(me on a first date) and what do you think of the inherent intimacy of surgery? have you considered the love someone must have to put their hands under your skin and hold the most grotesque parts of you and put them back together nicely? is anyone really closer to you than that? we all get uh a little enamored on the surgery table don't we haha. wait come back
Enid: Wednesdays just the sweetest girl ever.
Bianca, spitting out her drink: Wednesday? As in Wednesday 'I'll stab you if you come within 5 foot of me' Addams. Sweet?
Enid: Yes. I mean earlier she told me she'd picked me a spot in the family cemetery right next to hers.
Bianca: I-
Yoko: Yeah, she's broken. There's no saving her now.
Sora thought she could live the rest of her life pretending to be normal, but a day comes when she encounters a ghost she just couldn't bring herself to ignore. As she says goodbye to an old playmate, she runs into a new friend.
"The options Iâm considering rn are journalist, something wild life related, or maybe an influencer just for the lolz"
Both? Both. Both is good.
So like some kind of wild life rescue officer who occasionally posts the wolves she rescues on her vlogs?
I love it! So much!! We'll go with that.
I looked it up and apparently there's a wolf preserve in New Jersey called Lakota so I guess married Wednesday and Enid live in Warren County now.
Btw have ya'll seen the video of that fox giggling while she stole the phone of the rescuer recording them? Adorable.
I love that we all agree that Sam is the dad of the group but can we also agree that she's simultaneously the mom AND older sister??
Girlie probably cooks dinner for them so they don't just stuff their faces with unhealthy things, texts to make sure they're alright, asks where they're partying and what time they'll be back...
I bet Sam is also probably in contact with Chad and Mindy's mom and keeps her updated that her children are alright LIKE
Enid: Look at me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth, Wednesday! Wednesday: You canât expect me to look into your eyes and be straight.
When they brought Tara home from the hospital, she had a breathing tube/mask to help with her asthma. Sam hadn't been able to spend more than a few minutes with her new baby sister yet because of her health, and she didn't really understand what asthma meant. So when she asked what it was, her parents told her that "the baby doesn't know how to breathe properly, so it helps her." So Sam, in her infinite five-year-old wisdom, sat down in front of Tara and spent twenty minutes taking deep breaths, trying to teach her how to breathe.
"Like this, Tara. You can do it, baby."
And Tara, who was always crying and fussing as a baby, was silent the whole time, staring up with her wide eyes transfixed on her big sister.
TW: BLOOD
"The price of investigation"
An old time travel AU I never finished
Part 3/3
When Morticia returned she moved away from Enid, slowly and just a bit to allow herself to watch the girl. She wasnât 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 Wednesdayâs 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: Wednesdayâs 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 couldnât help to hold her. And her motherâs visions were so calm than, maybe, other people couldnât notice it.
âIs everything alright?â, said Enid low and a bit worried and frightened while they were still looking at each other. Morticia grabbed Enidâs 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.
âYes, dear, itâs everything alrightâ, said Morticia smiling slightly, âand everything itâs going to be alright. I just wanted to remind you a very important thingâ, then she got serious. âEnid, whatever you need, and whenever you need, every member of the Addams family is here for you. Always. The rest of your lifeâ.
Enid felt astonished at first. Then, she started to smile with tears in her eyes and nodded. Morticia smiled, too.
Enid didnât know yet, but in that moment she was already a member of the Addams family.
Enid can act like she hates Wednesday for what she did, but she will pause and she will stare during Wednesday's introduction
Because honestly?
The nightshade leader had no right to look so breathtaking. Maybe it's been so long or maybe it's the fact that she's literally just a stage away, but the moment Wednesday's hood dropped? So did Enid's mouth.
She's so pretty...
Enid's jaw tightens, absolutely thankful for the muzzle lining her mouth. The bars were thick enough that anyone far away wouldn't be aware of the way her teeth peaked and ached inbetween her lips.
Absolutely gorgeous.
"boss?" skoll asks, his brows pinching in worry and he follows where his alpha is staring. The beta scoffs at what he sees and like her, he bares his teeth."we'll beat their ass Big E, that I promise."
Enid doesn't say a thing, instead pressing her tongue along her teeth in anticipation.
"you actually say something right for once," Enid says, finally dragging her eyes away when the rest of the nightshades reveal themself. "I wonder what they have in store."
Skoll nods, puffing his chest out. "I always do!" and his smile is wild as he continues. "and no matter what they'll bring, we'll beat their ass! Absolutely pummel them to the ground and leave them gasping for mercy!"
Enid humms and she watches Wednesday leave her sight.
"can't wait to see that."
She was a punk, she did ballet AU version B
It's not that Wednesday doesn't believe in or want love. She just rejects the kind of love seen in her family, especially her parents. Wenclair shows and proves to her that love can be subtle, warm, unobligating, patient, accountable, exciting, personal, reassuring and liberating.
Canon event between siblings.
Mafia Addams Family/Detective au
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I am in love with disheveled/in shock Wednesday.
Soccer AU feat. The Nevermore Ravens
Wednesday lost to them in UNO
Don't worry deep down she is enjoying herself (plotting4murders)
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.
these are lowkey funny ngl