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❦ 𝗗𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆'𝘀 𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
✧ warnings: pure smut, aftercare, daddy kink, degradation, humiliation, fingering, magic cock, edging, denial, spanking, face slapping, choking, begging, bondage, spit kink, exhibitionism, r is called 'puppy'
✧ pairing(s): dom!agent!Rio Vidal x fem!sub!reader
✧ summary: you're being punished for touching yourself and sending your girlfriend naughty pictures while she was at work.
✧ word count: 2.6k
✧ a/n: pure filth. requested by a friend. written in first person. i haven't posted in a while but wanted to try writing something new. longest fic i've written so far. any feedback is much appreciated.
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The sun dips low, casting a warm glow through the large windows of Rio’s apartment. From the corner, my cat meows softly and her tarantula shifts in its tank. The air is filled with the soft rustle of leaves and the faint scent of blooming flowers, as the plants she loves so much thrives in the sunlight. The apartment is a cozy sanctuary of green, with potted ferns and ivy cascading down the walls.
I heard her before I saw her. Heels clicking down the hallway, the jingle of her keys, and that calm, deliberate sigh she always lets out as she enters the apartment. I’m leaning against the kitchen counter, bare skin pressing against the cool marble, wearing nothing but the collar she gave me and lacy black lingerie. My body tenses in anticipation.
The front door creaks open. And there she is—Agent Rio Vidal, in her perfectly tailored dress pants, suspenders still taut across her shoulders, and her crisp white shirt unbuttoned just enough to tease. Her hair is still pinned back from work, a few dark strands falling loose, framing that stern, knowing, and dangerous look.
She doesn’t say anything at first. Eyes only leaving me as she turns to shut the door. I think back to her reply to the pictures I sent.
Behave.
And I had tried. Really. I had.
She slides off her blazer and places it on the hook by the door. She walks over, slow and steady, eyes never leaving me.
“Tell me,” she says, loosening her suspenders, voice like velvet laced with warning. “Did you touch yourself while I was at work?”
I nod, meekly. She cocks her head.
“Use your words.”
“…Yes.”
Her eyes narrow as she leans in, her lips brushing against mine in a soft, teasing kiss. "And what else did you do during the day?" she murmurs, her voice barely audible, her breath hot against my skin. I can feel the heat of her body, the tension in her muscles as she presses against me.
I whimper, my body aching for more. "I... I sent you pictures," I manage to say, my voice breathless.
Rio pulls back, her eyes darkening with desire. "You did, didn't you?" she says, her voice a low growl. "You were a very bad girl today." Rio tsks, hooking her finger underneath my collar. “Such a desperate little thing,” she mutters, dragging her nails up my inner thighs, making me shiver. “Always so needy…”
Her hands grip my waist. I whimper, already soaked, already guilty. Before I could respond, she pulls on my collar harshly and spins me around, forcing me against the kitchen counter. I gasp, my body pressing against the cool surface, my heart pounding in my chest as she pulls down my panties and runs her fingers through my folds.
“Mmm,” she purrs. “So wet. Soaking your panties like a bitch in heat who can't control herself.” Her fingers slide inside me without warning, and I moan, bracing myself.
"But you know what happens to bad girls, don't you?" she whispers, her voice a mix of amusement and desire. "They get punished." She pulls her fingers out suddenly and I gasp when her palm meets my ass with a harsh smack!
“Bad girls don’t get to cum,” she says flatly, spanking me again. “You want to be a good puppy, don’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy—please, I want to be good, I’ll be good—”
“Then count.”
Smack!
“One… thank you, Daddy.”
Smack!
“T-two… thank you…”
Smack!
“Three—nngh—I’ll be better, promise.”
Smack!
“Four… fuck—”
Suddenly, my arms were being stretched out in front of me, my wrists being bound by enchanted silk. I'm panting, already trembling from the sting of her last strike. My panties were bunched at my knees, my thighs sticky with want.
Another smack lands—harder, more deliberate. I cry out, the sound bouncing off the tile and windows.
“Six!” I moan instinctively, too distracted by the stunt she just pulled to properly keep count.
Silence.
Not hers. The room’s. Still. Heavy.
The hair on my neck stands up.
“No,” Rio says flatly behind me, “That was five.”
I blink, my heart dropping to my stomach.
“I—I thought I—”
Her hand grabs my hair instantly, tugging my head back with enough force to make me whimper.
“You thought?” she repeats, venom-soft. “Did I ask you to think?”
“N-no, Daddy…” I breathe.
“That’s right. I asked you to count. And you just skipped over a number like some dumb little mutt who can’t follow the simplest instruction.”
Her grip tightens.
“You want to be treated like a brainless fucktoy?” she asks, voice low, inches from my ear. “Because that’s exactly how I’ll use you if that’s what you’re begging for.”
I whimper, back arching involuntarily.
“I’m sorry, I’ll count right, I swear—please, I didn’t mean to—!”
“Shh.” She releases my hair and steps back. Her magic buzzes at my wrists—hotter now. Tighter.
“Start over,” she says firmly. “From one.”
I bite my lip, holding in a sob—my cheeks burning with shame and heat.
“Y-yes, Daddy…”
Her hand comes down hard across my ass.
“One,” I choke. “Thank you, Daddy…”
“That’s more like it,” she says, her voice smooth and cold. “Now keep going, and if you mess up again?”
She leans in close, whispering, “I’ll display you on the fucking balcony and the whole city will hear you moaning my name.”
My breath hitches.
And then the next slap lands.
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“Ten—I—I can’t focus, Daddy, I can’t—” I sob, my voice breaking.
Rio didn’t pause. She didn’t let up. Just kept spanking me, measured and cruel, letting each one sink in before delivering the next.
I don’t even remember most of them. Just flashes of pain, tears spilling freely down my cheeks as I tried to stay still, and her voice in my ear—
“Count, baby.”
“Seventeen… seventeen… I-I’m sorry, please—”
“Eighteen!” I whimper. “Thank you—fuck—thank you…”
“Nineteen… I—I need you so bad, please Daddy…”
And then—
“Twenty—fuck~”
My thighs tremble as I slump against the counter. My breath is ragged, my ass burning with every twitch, so red and raw. I can still feel the shape of her palm on me—every smack echoing through my muscles like a pulse. My knees feel like they might give out but I don’t dare move.
I sense her behind me. Calm. Controlled. Like she didn’t just spank me until I forgot how to count.
“You’re dripping,” Rio says, amused. “Such a fucking mess.”
I can’t respond—not properly. I just whimper. A needy one.
She runs her fingers through my folds, lazily dragging them through the slick that coats me.
“Soaked,” she hums. “Just from getting your ass beat like a disobedient puppy. You really are pathetic, huh?”
I nod. Shame heats my face—but it only makes the throbbing between my legs worse.
She hums again, then tilts my head up gently so that my eyes meet hers. “Color?” She asks softly, such a contrast from her harsh tone.
“Green.”
She holds my gaze, searching for any flicker of doubt. When she finds none, she grabs me by the collar and pulls me upright, dragging me out to the balcony. The night air kisses my skin, and the busy city hums three stories below. People walk past, oblivious to what is happening right above their heads.
I cling to the railing, trembling, and feel her body pressing against my back. If someone looks up—
“Is this what you want, slut?” she whispers in my ear, hand tangled in my hair. “For me to put you on display?” She yanks my head back, making my bra disappear with magic. “For them to see your pretty pussy being used until you're unable to walk for a week?”
I whimper—“Please…”—and she laughs, sliding two fingers inside me with ease. I let out a filthy moan as she fucks me, pumping her digits in and out while her thumb rubs over my clit in slow, torturous circles. Her other hand palms my breasts, rubbing and pinching at my sensitive nipples.
“Nngh… D-daddy~”
“Look at you—your needy little hole is leaking so desperately… You want Daddy’s cock that bad?”
I nod desperately. “Please… need you inside me Daddy—make me yours~” I moan shamelessly, too far gone to care who hears.
The look in her eyes shifts—simmering now, burning with hunger. She pulls out her fingers and yanks me back inside the apartment. She strips, making her clothes disappear with magic, then throws me onto the bed like a doll.
In seconds, I am strung tight, breathless, and my wrists are bound to the bedpost by her spellwork. I can feel the pulse of her magic humming around my thighs, locking them in place with enchanted silk.
She waves her hand between her legs and a shimmer of light crackles at her fingertips. It slowly forms into a thick, pulsing cock.
“Oh, baby…” she murmurs, climbing between my legs while stroking herself lazily. “You pathetic little thing, begging Daddy to fuck you dumb.”
“Daddy… too big~” I try, but she slaps my cheek just hard enough to make my breath hitch.
“Did I say you had permission to speak?” she says coolly, firmly wrapping her fingers around my throat. I whimper helplessly beneath her.
“Open.” I obey and she smirks, spitting into my mouth. “Swallow.”
I do without hesitation.
“Good girl.”
She begins sliding her cock through my slit slowly, the head of it bumping against my clit. She never pushes in—just teasing, pressing, denying.
“You’re gonna take everything I give you,” she growls, tightening her grip on my throat. “And you’re not going to cum until I say so. Do you understand?”
I nod, whimpering desperately. The lack of oxygen making me lightheaded. She slaps me again.
“Words, bitch.”
“Yes, Daddy~”
She grabs her shaft and slowly guides herself into me, watching as my pussy swallows her cock inch by inch. She groans at the sight.
“It’s too big Daddy~” I whine. “I can't take it—it hurts…”
“I know you can baby. You like it, don’t you?” She moans at the feeling of my walls squeezing around her, milking her. “Your greedy little hole is taking me so well.”
She pushes her last few inches into me and bottoms me out, both of us moaning at the sensation.
“Ahhh~ nngh… so full…”
“You’re nothing but a hole for Daddy to use.” She drags herself out slowly and slams back into me with force. I tremble beneath her. “My pretty little fucktoy…”
The silk binding my wrists are soaked with sweat now. I can’t hide. Can’t do anything but take what she gives me—and beg for what she won’t.
“Who owns you?”
“You, Daddy!”
“That's right. And who does this pretty pussy belong to?”
“I—please!~”
Her hand comes down hard on my cheek.
“I asked you a fucking question slut.”
“You—fuck—It belongs to you!”
“Such. A. Dirty. Mouth.”
She punctuates each word with a deep thrust, hitting that sweet spongey spot inside me every time. With a flick of her hand, her magic begins to hum beneath my skin, hot and unforgiving. It curls low in my belly, coiling tighter with every roll of her hips, and every flick of her fingers over my swollen clit.
“Please!—”
“Please who?” She growls in my ear.
I’m so close I can’t think. Release is right there, like a wave about to crash—
And then it doesn’t.
It just… stops.
The pressure locks inside me, burning and unbearable. My muscles seize, my toes curl, and I cry out, voice cracking.
“Ngh—fuck! Please, Daddy please, I need to cum so bad!”
She laughs, a soft, low sound. I’m exactly where she wants me. Ruined, shaking, dripping. Nowhere close to getting what I want.
“Oh, baby,” she purrs, leaning down to tease my nipples with her tongue. “You thought I’d let you cum that easily?”
I sob, tossing my head into the pillows beneath me. “I—I can’t take it, I’m so close! Please Daddy, please let me~”
“Shh,” she coos, her hot breath ghosting against my skin. “You’ll cum when I say you can. Not when your dumb little body decides it’s ready.”
She starts moving again, slow and deliberate. My hips jolt up to meet hers instinctively.
“Look at you,” she murmurs, almost admiring. “Barely holding it together. Such a desperate puppy... so tight~”
I’m close to tears now, overwhelmed as the pressure builds inside me again, faster this time. My back arches and my lips part in a silent cry. I’m dangling over the edge, hands curling in the bindings, a moaning mess beneath her—
And again, her magic stops me.
A scream tears from my throat.
She smirks above me, eyes glowing with something dark and divine.
No matter how much I plead, her response always leads to that one cruel word.
“No.”
And every time, the need for release claws at me. Louder than thought, louder than reason.
It wasn’t until I was crying and squirming beneath her that she finally, finally, released the spell.
“You've been such a good puppy for Daddy,” she whispers. “You wanna cum, baby?”
I nod furiously, whimpering, no longer able to form coherent words in my head. She was close too, her rhythm faster and more desperate with every thrust.
“Cum for me, my love.”
With her permission, my whole body shatters with hers, unbelievable pleasure washing over me. I could feel her twiching inside me, thick ropes of cum painting my insides, as my walls milked her for every last drop.
We lay there for a moment, basking in the blissful aftermath before she gently pulls out of me.
With a wave of her hand, the ropes disappear and her spells dissipate. I lay in the center of the bed, cheeks tear-streaked, and breath unsteady. My wrists ached where the silk had held me down. My body pulses with the aftershocks of everything she’d done to me.
The mattress dipped as she slid into bed behind me, her hand immediately finding my stomach, gentle and reassuring.
“You’re okay,” she murmured, her voice a little raspy.
I nod slowly, unable to speak yet. She flips me onto my side, wraps her arms around me, and kisses the back of my shoulder softly. She pulls me flush against her as she casts a spell to calm the nerves in my muscles. Almost like a weighted blanket.
“You did so good today baby,” she whispers, brushing my hair back. “Took me so fucking well.”
Her voice was still low and commanding, but there was gentleness in it now. It grounded me.
“I didn’t go too far?” she asks. It comes out casual, but I can hear the tension beneath it.
My heart swells from knowing that she always cares so much. “You were perfect,” I breathe.
She lets out a relieved sigh and I can feel her smiling against my skin.
After a moment of silence, she leans over and grabs the soft towel she had waiting. She cleans me gently then tucks the towel away, kisses my forehead, and pulls the blanket over both of us.
The world is quiet. Safe.
“You know…” She brushes her fingers lazily along my hip. “You were such a fucking menace today.”
I laugh weakly.
“Sending me those pictures while I was at a crime scene...”
“You liked it,” I mumble.
“I tolerated it,” she deadpans. Then smirks. “Barely.”
She tilts my chin up, kissing me gently. “But you know, if it was too much… you tell me next time. No games. No magic. Just say it.”
I nod.
“I mean it.”
“I know,” I say. “I trust you.”
And I really do. With everything.
She curls around me, hand on my stomach, lips on the back of my neck.
“Sleep now, puppy,” she whispers. “Daddy’s got you.”
Rio Vidal
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Enid Sinclair
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Can you do Enid x nb!disabled!reader(totes cool if you don’t know how to write it just like have the reader use a cane or smth) idk if that makes :(
; Also fluff plz :)
✧ reply: Ask and you shall receive! :D
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✧ warnings: n/a
✧ pairing(s): Enid Sinclair x gn!paralyzed!reader
✧ summary: (request)
✧ word count: 444
✧ a/n: I would like to say thank you for the request. It gave me motivation to write again especially since my depression came back these past few months. I've been focusing on school, extracurriculars, and the old requests from people I have piled up in my inbox. I feel guilty for not tending to those sooner so this is an apology to ya'll. I will start publishing them this week and actually finish making my masterlists. Again, I'm sorry you had to wait so long. I just I love you guys so much and don't want to let anyone down.
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Your legs have been paralyzed for most of your life but it wasn't always as bad as others make it seem. Sure, there were and will always be challenges throughout your life but people like Enid made them a lot easier.
It was the last day of school before summer break and you were in your wheelchair, being pushed by your girlfriend down the halls. She's really excited for summer and you knew from the moment you saw her this morning. The skipping said it all.
Enid leaned over your shoulder as she ran her fingers through your hair. "Babe?"
"Mhm?" You hummed, enjoying her gentle caresses.
"Do you wanna go somewhere together after school today?"
You barely gave the question any thought. "Sure, where were you thinking?" You'd do anything with your beloved girlfriend.
"Well...ooh! I heard there's a fair in town. We can go tonight for a date!"
"Sounds lovely, darling." You agreed, giggling at her excitement.
The two of you finished your last class of the year and arrived at the fair with the help of Principal Weems. Both of you were grateful she offered a ride. One that was filled with many loving caresses. And when all of you had reached the desired destination, Enid helped you back onto your wheelchair, thanking the Principal.
"Have fun girls!" Ms. Weems exclaimed as the three of you parted ways.
Knowing that you couldn't get on most rides, Enid suggested the two of you get food instead, not that she minded. You both settled down at a nearby picnic table after purchasing fries, burgers, and various flavors of cotton candy. She was eating her burger when you noticed some red sauce on her face.
"You've got some ketchup on your chin." You giggled as you reached across the table, helping her wipe the sauce away.
She blushed and looked down, avoiding eye contact. "Thanks." She muttered, just barely loud enough for you to hear.
Reaching under the table, you took ahold of her hand to caress it, causing her cheeks to turn a darker shade of red. "You're so cute..."
Right after the two of you finished eating, you heard an explosion coming from the sky. Looking up, you saw beautiful fireworks in all different colors and shapes. Taking your lover's hand, you placed a gentle kiss on the back, causing a familiar shade of red to return to her cheeks.
"I love you..." You said, resting your head on her shoulder.
With that, she began to stroke your hair. "I love you too, honey bun..."
i need top!wednesday i beg🙏🏼
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❦ 𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗧𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗨𝗽
✧ warnings: pure smut, cunnilingus, fingering, bondage, begging, and a hint of slapping
✧ pairing(s): dom!wife!Wednesday Addams x gn!sub!reader
✧ summary: (request)
✧ word count: 569
✧ a/n: third smut fic! thank you all for your ongoing support. i know i've been gone for a bit and i'm not sure why it took me so long to write this but it's finally here! honestly, i can't say more than i hope you guys like it. as always, feedback, comments, and suggestions are always appreciated!
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"Don't move."
You whimpered at that.
Your wife Wednesday had tied you up in her basement on one of her many torture mechanisms, laying you flat on your back. You had your blindfold on and could only rely on your other senses to tell what was going on.
Suddenly, you felt her hand brush your inner thigh and you flinched, earning a slap from the brunette. You moaned, feeling yourself dripping onto the table.
"What did I say about moving?" Wednesday asked in her signature monotone voice, rather assertively.
It didn't take you long to reply as soon as you noticed she was being more strict than usual. "I-I'm sorry, mistress."
She hummed and you felt her hands travel to your upper body, nearing your breasts, before gently kneading them with both her hands. Her skin was soft like pedals and she was gentle, so very gentle.
As you were trying to keep your noises to a minimum, she wraps her lips around one of your nipples, licking, and sucking hungrily. You would have definitely pressed her head further down into your chest if it weren't for your hands being tied up.
"Oh god...~" You moaned softly, secretly wishing she'd kiss you on your lips.
And that she did. It was like she read your mind and it caught you by surprise. You thought today would be more rough than loving but it seems you were wrong.
You whined as she pulled back, feeling her eyes graze across your body to admire your beauty.
"Please..." You whispered, and she took off your blindfold.
Taking in the sight before you, you watched as her hand reached between your legs. Even the slightest touch made you buck your hips. She didn't stop you however, letting you continue your movements as she continued hers, sliding her fingers in and out of your folds.
"You're drenched." Wednesday noticed.
You nodded, whimpering desperately. That's how much you wanted her.
"Baby please, I need you inside..." You begged.
Without warning, she plunges a finger deep inside you.
"Terms of endearment will get you nowhere." She whispers into your ear.
You moan out loudly, now more desperate than ever. As you fucked yourself on her finger, she reaches for your breast, tugging at your hardened nipple. The action made you want more.
"More, please..." You say, whining like a desperate kitten.
Surprisingly, she gives you what you want, pushing a second finger into you. Biting your lip, you stifle a moan–something she wasn't happy about. Wednesday immediately grabs ahold of your neck and stares you down with those piercing eyes of hers.
"I want to hear your moans from that pretty little mouth of yours." She demands, and you obey as she fucks you harder, making it impossible to be quiet even if you tried.
You couldn't even form words when she added a third finger, curling them deep inside your clenching walls. The only things that came out of your mouth were a string of incoherent profanities.
You were already getting close as you watched her position her head between your thighs, sucking hard on your swollen clit. It didn't take long before you came in her mouth, her tongue lapping up all your juices, not leaving a single drop.
Coming back up, she unties you and gives you a loving kiss.
"Did you find that enjoyable, mi amor?"
"Yes, very much so, ma chérie."
May I request a (Wednesday Addams x fem reader) where reader is from the south and hides her accent, but then one day she gets mad at someone (maybe Tyler or Xavier for hitting on Wednesday), and then let’s loose the thick southern accent and everyone is just like- “who’s this and what happened to reader?!”
Thank you for reading my request and have an amazing day! :]
✧ reply: HELLO ANON! Yes. Just yes. I think this is really funny so I've decided to make it so that both Tyler and Xavier are fighting over Wednesday. I'm not Southern by any means though, so I hope my research helped make this more accurate. I'm sorry this is short. Thank you and enjoy!
❦ 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗧𝗵𝗲...?
✧ warnings: n/a
✧ pairing(s): Wednesday Addams x gn!reader
✧ summary: (request)
✧ word count: 412
✧ a/n: i realize that this one-shot is pretty ass and that i made you guys wait a long time. i've been very busy lately and i know i always say that but it's true, i swear ;-; i'm currently working on my six other drafts as well so i'm going to try and pump at least one of those out by the end of this week. (it's show week for the production i'm in so it's going to be a challenge but i'm trying my best)
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You had just finished eating when you heard a very familiar argument coming from the two boys sitting across from you and your girlfriend.
"I ain't gonna sit here and watch the two of y'all fight over Wednesday!" You said, loud enough for everyone around you to hear.
It was during lunchtime in Jericho, and to be honest, you didn't care about what others thought anymore. You were so tired of them bickering that you just had to say something about it. Besides, you had given them countless signs as to how a certain brunette was clearly taken but it seems as though your words went in one ear and out the other. Just like how it's always been with them.
The customers all turned and frowned at you. Most of them were people from school who'd also come out to dine. Some with an expression of curiosity and some shocked by your sudden accent outburst.
Tyler on the other hand frowned in confusion. "What just happened to your voice...?"
"And since when did you start caring about our weekly Wednesday talk?" Xavier added.
"Since the both of y'all invited me to hang!" You rolled your eyes. "Besides, Wednesday's very much off limits. She's mine. And for your information, I've had this accent for as long as I can remember."
Xavier gasped dramatically. "Clearly she's more into me. Like, come on."
You hadn't told your friends about the two of you being together yet so they obviously didn't believe you.
Even Wednesday was surprised and you couldn't blame her. You never told anyone about how you hid your accent all this time.
"Y/N, why haven't you told me about this?" The brunette asked you curiously. "Is it because you were insecure?"
"No." You responded. "I just didn't wanna stand out. Besides, I didn't wanna tell ya in case that would change your mind 'bout datin' me." You bit your lip and looked down shyly.
Wednesday didn't want to admit it but she secretly found your accent cute. She took your left hand and lowered her head, placing a gentle kiss on your knuckles.
Softening her gaze, she looked back up at you. "I love you just the way you are, cara mia. Don't ever forget that."
And of course as soon she said that, both Tyler and Xavier turned to you in shock.
"Told y'all." Was all you said before shrugging and walking out with Wednesday, hand-in-hand.
Hiii! Can I pls request a fic when Wednesday accidentally comes out as lesbian to fem!reader and she’s over the moon happy
(Bc she knows now she’s got a chance bc she’s got a little crush on Wednesday)
Just a sweet little one and an adorably embarrassed Wednesday❤️😭
No pressure at all <3
✧ reply: Hiii! I saw this and had to start writing immediately. This is too cute! Here's my take on it. Enjoy!
❦ 𝗢𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗻 𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗬𝗼𝘂
✧ warnings: n/a
✧ pairing(s): Wednesday Addams x fem!reader
✧ summary: (request)
✧ word count: 511
✧ a/n: i never specify genders in my fics since they're not exactly third person. i hope this one is still okay even though i didn't directly mention that the reader is afab. i love you all and as always, comments, feedback, and corrections are greatly appreciated. thank you and enjoy! <3
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Wednesday had invited you for drinks at Weathervane. She never said why but you had nothing to do anyway so you agreed.
"Order for Wednesday!"
She stood up and walked to the counter. You heard her say a quick 'thank you' to Tyler the barista, before he smiled dreamily at her. Ignoring him, she walked back to the booth you two were sitting in.
Although it hurt, Tyler was giving her pretty obvious signs. From writing little messages on her cup to drawing occasional black hearts. Besides, there was a dance coming up and Wednesday has yet to find a date. Speaking of which—neither have you.
"He definitely likes you." You observed. "You should ask him to the Rave'N."
Wednesday took a sip of her drink, seeming to like it. She was trying something new.
"I don't enjoy the company of men." She stated plainly.
"Oh okay." You shrugged, not thinking much of it.
And then you realized.
Oh.
OH.
From the looks of it, she realized too. Her cheeks were light pink. They had color.
Your eyes lit up and you practically screamed with joy. Wednesday obviously noticed.
Still deadpanning, she asked. "Why are you so happy?"
You knew she was already embarrassed but you had to tell her. It was now or never.
"It's 'cause—" You pause, taking a deep breath. "I've had a crush on you for like—the longest time and I never knew how to tell you because I didn't know if you even liked women and I was too embarrassed to ask and—" You were rambling.
"Quiet, (Y/N)." She glared at you, her cheeks even more flushed now.
You couldn't help but blush a bit yourself. Taking a sip of your drink, you notice Thing crawling up on the table and signing something to Wednesday. It was difficult to tell what he was trying to say since his back was facing you.
"No. Not right now." Wednesday glared at him. "Say a word to anyone and I will kill you."
He then frantically signed something else, making Wednesday sigh rather deeply.
"Fine." Wednesday turned to you, softening her eyes. "I..." She hesitated, an unusual occurrence.
"Yes?" You asked curiously, knowing that anything emotion-wise was hard for her.
"I enjoy your company." She blurted out then turned to Thing in embarrassment.
You giggled while Thing motioned something to her again, earning another deadly glare. The nonverbal banter continued before Wednesday finally gave in. Her cheeks were still flushed when she turned back to you.
"Attend the Rave'N with me." She demanded.
"Only if you ask nicely." You were teasing her now and there was no way she would—
"Will you—" Wednesday started, and there was a long pause before she continued. "Please attend the Rave'N with me?"
You were bursting with joy. "Yes Wednesday, I would love to! You're adorable when you're embarrassed."
"Call me adorable again and I will personally decapitate all your stuffed animals." She threatened while fidgeting with the hem of her skirt.
You smirked, looking into her eyes. "Adorable. So very adorable..."
hello helloooo, i may send this request to other authors (only my favorites tho)
could you do a wednesday addams x gn! reader where the reader can stop time but anyone who is touching them will not be frozen? so like the reader is just like "hey wednesday,(or whatever nickname they have for her) come with me for a sec" and it obviously takes a bit of begging but then they go outside in the rain or snow and the reader just grabs wednesdays hand and puts the other hand up and stops time so the snow or rain just sits there in mid air. could probably make this super fluffy
-C<3
✧ reply: Hewo! Thank you for your request. I'm honored to be one of the authors you're sending this to. I hope I'm understanding the prompt correctly and that this piece is close to what you asked for <3
❦ 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗱𝗲𝗿
✧ warnings: n/a
✧ pairing(s): Wednesday Addams x gn!reader
✧ summary: (request)
✧ word count: 534
✧ a/n: this my first attempt writing something fluffy. i feel so bad for making you wait this long. i'm also working on a fluffy larissa fic so stay tuned hehe. please let me know if you notice any grammatical errors or if you have any comments/feedback. enjoy!
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You and Wednesday have been dating for a few months now and even though she knew of your powers, you never really showed them to her.
It was a wonderful winter morning when you looked outside at the falling mixture of rain and snow, suddenly coming up with an idea. You headed over to your girlfriend's dorm and knocked gently. A few moments later, you were met with a familiar deadpan stare.
"Cara mia." Wednesday greeted you while moving to the side, 'welcoming' you in.
"Good morning, ma chérie." You smiled, stepping inside.
Looking around, you notice that Enid was most likely sleeping over at Yoko's and you had interrupted your girlfriend's writing time. As you sat on her bed, she immediately went back to her desk to be in front of her typewriter.
"So..." You started. "I was thinking, we could take a walk together in the snow."
"Not right now. We can in exactly 34 minutes and 22 seconds." Wednesday answered as she continued to type without hesitation.
"But-" You were cut off before you could say another word.
"(Y/N), we can later." She stated softer than you expected.
"Pleaseee? I'm afraid it'll be too rainy later and- and the rain will wash away all the fluffy snowww." You pouted, walking over to sit on the ground next to her. "Pleaseee?" You begged, gently tugging on her sweater.
Wednesday had a soft spot for you, so of course, she agreed.
"Fine." The sound of typing suddenly stopped when she finally turned to face you.
Standing up, she walked towards the door with you following not too far behind. And in just a few minutes, the two of you were already outside—holding hands.
"Don't let go okay?" You asked and she nodded, having an idea of what you were going to do next.
Taking a deep breath, you focused on your powers and lifted your free hand. All of a sudden, everything around you froze. Everything except Wednesday.
Admiring the frozen snow, she reached out to touch it with her finger. You watched as she looked at it in awe.
"I'm very impressed, (Y/N)" Wednesday turned to you, her eyes wide.
You knew that was her way of showing excitement so you smiled back.
"I'm glad you like it. I've been practicing. You stated proudly.
Leaning closer to you, she gave you a gentle kiss as you held her face with your delicate fingers. It was short and sweet.
You looked into her softened eyes, her dark—dark eyes, losing yourself in them. "You look gorgeous, mon amour..."
She almost let the corners of her lips curl up to that but she tugged at your hand instead. "Come, I want to show you a favorite spot of mine."
Following her, she led you to sit under a snowy willow tree. Laying in her lap, she caressed your hair while whispering words of affection.
"Aren't you glad you stopped writing to be with me?" You asked softly, looking up at her.
Wednesday leaned down to give you a kiss, one that was longer than you expected—not that you were complaining. "I wouldn't miss being with you for the world, querida."
Oh wow.. the smut fic was so good! And your English and characterization of Wednesday was so accurate!! Can I request a sub!Wednesday x Dom!reader where she was being a brat all day and so when they get back to Wednesdays dorm, reader uses chains to tie her up and makes her beg for release? Thank you so much!!!
✧ reply: Hello! First off, I'd like to say thank you for your compliments and support. I'm so sorry this took so long for me to write—this last week has been crazy. Second, I hope you enjoy this fic and that it's up to your standards <3
❦ 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀
✧ warnings: pure smut, fingering, denial, spanking, begging, and bondage
✧ pairing(s): Wednesday Addams (aged up) x gn!dom!reader
✧ summary: (request)
✧ word count: 707
✧ a/n: this is my second attempt at writing smut. i will be writing some fluff soon and i'll definitely be writing about other characters as well so stay tuned! for the sake of this story, Wednesday and the reader share a dorm. comments, feedback, and suggestions are very much appreciated. thank you and enjoy!
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Your girlfriend Wednesday Addams has been more of a menace than usual today. She's broken Enid's favorite pencil, "accidentally" drank Yoko's blood, and ignored Xavier's multiple requests for help with his project. On top of all that, she's barely even been with you!
But why...?
A thought clicked into your head as soon as the last school bell rang. She must have done all those things to gain attention. Your attention. You noticed that she's been distancing herself lately when she wants you, hating the feeling of not being in control of her emotions.
You're definitely going to teach her a lesson.
As you walked down the hall to your dorm, you thought of ways to punish her and chose the one that seemed most fitting. One particular idea stood out to you—chains.
You rushed back to your dorm, relieved to see that she was not there yet. Taking out the chains and a vibrator, you set them on her bed and waited patiently for her to arrive.
"I've been waiting for you." You smirked, walking towards her as she entered the room.
Wednesday noticed the chains on her bed then looked back at you, opening her mouth to say something but nothing came out.
"Oh, the little brat's speechless now, isn't she?" You said as she stared emotionlessly into your eyes. She knew she was in trouble.
Slowly, you leaned closer to her, your lips brushing her ear. "You've been a bad girl, Wednesday Addams." You whispered.
Within seconds, she was bent over her bed, her bare skin being spanked repeatedly. Although she stayed silent during the process, she thoroughly enjoyed it as her juices dripped down her thighs.
You noticed this and bent down, running your tongue through her folds, lapping up her juices. Humming in satisfaction, you stood back up, ordering her to get up on her bed.
Once she was comfortable, you tied her up with the chains so she wouldn't be able to free herself.
"Spread your legs." You ordered seductively while taking off your clothes to reveal your perfect nude body.
Wednesday did as told, her legs spread wide for you. She looked so pretty in chains.
You ran a finger through her folds, gaining a quiet whimper from the raven-haired beauty. She looked at you with desire in her eyes, wanting more.
"Tell me what you want." You demanded while teasing her entrance. You wanted to hear her words.
To your surprise, she obliged. "Your fingers... inside."
"Mmm... Good girl..." You hum as you slowly pump your fingers in and out of her needy hole. "Like that...?"
Wednesday gave you a softer glare than usual. "More."
You smirked, moving your fingers faster while rubbing her clit. Her eyes fluttered and she started moaning softly as your pleasuring gradually increased in speed. She was about to topple over the edge when you stopped your movements, still keeping your fingers inside her.
"Fuck..." She said, just above a whisper, moving her hips desperately.
You held her down firmly while shaking your head. "Bad girl..."
Pulling your fingers out of her and grabbing the vibrator, you insert it into her aching pussy. "You aren't allowed to cum without my permission. So be a good girl for me and behave."
With that, you start pleasuring yourself in front of her, kneading your breasts and fucking yourself on your fingers. Watching her moan helplessly only made you more aroused, feeling your own orgasm approaching.
As much as Wednesday loves torture, the feeling was starting to become too much, especially when you came, moaning her name.
"I'm close." Wednesday whimpered as you positioned yourself above her, kissing every inch of her skin.
"Ask nicely." You ordered, feeling her body tremble beneath you.
"Please, may I cum...?"
"Hmm... please, who?" You asked slowly, purposely dragging out the time.
"Please... y/n..." She begged desperately, barely hanging on. You've never heard or seen her like this before.
"Cum for me, beautiful." You whispered while biting her ear gently.
Wednesday moaned loudly as she came, her eyes never leaving yours. When she caught her breath, you untied her, running your fingers through her hair.
"You're such a good girl for me." You said, before giving her a loving kiss.
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❦ 𝗛𝗲𝘆 𝗘𝗻𝗶𝗱...?
✧ warnings: pure smut, fingering, denial, biting, and slight mentions of blood
✧ pairing(s): Wednesday Addams (aged up) x gn!dom!vamp!reader
✧ summary: you were trying to find Enid but instead, you walk in on your girlfriend Wednesday doing something you never thought she'd do
✧ word count: 907
✧ a/n: this is my first time writing smut and for the show Wednesday. please excuse any errors i make as English is not my first language. comments, feedback, and suggestions are very much appreciated. thank you and enjoy!
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You and Enid have been working on a science project for a while now. Just now finishing your part, you decide to double-check your guys' work. It was a good thing you did because you both totally missed a line of instruction.
Panicking slightly, you looked over at your clock.
10:09
Good. You still had some time.
Gathering your supplies, you rushed over to Enid's dorm, barging in.
When you notice that the blonde isn't there, your eyes immediately change focus to a certain dark-haired girl laying in bed. More specifically, your girlfriend Wednesday.
Her legs were spread, her eyes wide, and her mouth agape. You swallow hard, feeling your cheeks flush instantly from embarrassment and arousal. Someone was clearly taking advantage of their roommate's absence.
"Sorry, I should've knocked..." You said just above a whisper while turning to advert your eyes.
You quickly set your supplies down and turn to leave when you feel a hand grab onto your wrist. You turn back around, only to feel yourself being shoved against the now-closed door.
"I was just thinking of you," Wednesday said in a softer tone than usual.
"Oh were you, ma chérie?" You teased, reaching to lock the door behind you.
Not being able to hold back, she kisses you, pressing her soft lips against yours over and over again. One of your hands move to stroke her hair, taking out her braids while the other explores the skin underneath her sweater. You pull back after a while, admiring her beauty whilst panting for air.
“You look like a dream, love.” You whispered gently, looking into her eyes.
Wednesday bites her lip while tugging at your clothes, wanting them to come off. Quickly swapping your positions, you pin her up against the wall, firmly grasping her throat.
“Patience darling.” Your words were spoken hungrily as your need for her grew. “And do learn to use your words.”
Placing your thigh underneath her now dripping core, she flushed, beginning to rub herself on you. You didn’t stop her, considering how you interrupted her intimate moment earlier. Her whimpers and moans became louder as you took off her sweater and sucked on her nipples.
With that, Wednesday becomes a whimpering mess above you, grasping your hair firmly in her hands. You could tell she was close by her labored breathing but you weren't going to let her cum that easily. Dropping your leg, you looked up at her with your hand still on her throat—only to be met with a deadly glare.
You smirked. She's so cute when she's frustrated.
“Tell me what you want me to do to you, darling.” You whispered into her ear.
“Bite me.” She answered, her voice raspy.
You’ve never gotten such a bold request. Not even from her.
Hesitating, you ask, “Are you sure?”
Wednesday nods, biting her lip. “I know you want to, querida.”
Eyes filled with desire, you carry her to her bed and position yourself above her. She moves her hair aside and tilts her head, giving you better access to her neck. Once ready, you kiss her skin, feeling your fangs appear almost instantly. Wednesday moans softly from the razor-sharp pain of your teeth cutting through her flesh. Oh, how you feasted upon her—sucking her blood up mouthful after mouthful. Her taste was so addicting that you had to forcefully push her away to stop.
“Fuck, you taste so divine, ma chérie…” You gritted, trying to get ahold of yourself.
Wednesday touched the bite wound gently, admiring the fresh crimson liquid. She then smiled, a rare sight.
“Clean up the mess you made and finish what you started.” She ordered in her usual monotone voice, sucking the blood off her fingers.
You obey, leaning down to lick the excess blood dripping down from her neck. You moan softly, feeling the metallic taste coat your tongue. Fighting every urge to bite her again, you stick two fingers in her mouth, making sure they're well-lubricated before pumping them deep inside her.
Wednesday groaned, feeling your fingers start to move in and out, gradually increasing in speed. You start to rub her clit as well and from being so close before, she reached the edge of climax within seconds.
“F-fuck…!” She moaned your name loudly while grasping her black bed sheets, her knuckles turning white.
God, how you felt your clit pulsing with each and every one of her moans. “You should say that more often, darling.” You whispered, smirking.
Slowing your movements just enough to keep her on edge but not enough for her to finish, she squirms beneath you, moving her hips desperately. You held them down firmly, gaining another deadly glare.
“Words, love…” You said on her neck, kissing her skin gently.
At first, Wednesday resisted but when the pleasure became too much to handle, she broke.
“Please…?” She whimpered desperately—and knowing her, it’d be the closest thing to begging you’d get.
“Mmm… good girl…” You kissed her lips and continued pounding into her with your fingers, curling them every so often. “Cum for me…”
She clawed your back and moaned out your name as she came undone, panting heavily. You gave her another kiss and waited for her to catch her breath before asking her, “How was it…?”
“It was enjoyable.” Wednesday deadpanned, curling up against your chest as you lay beside her.
“I’m glad.” You said, stroking her hair gently and kissing the top of her head before the both of you drifted off to sleep.