#addamsmatriarch

[deliciousfear]

IT raised a non-brow, “Am I?” The clown questions, bright eyes looking the other over. A little surprised that IT could seem to sense much, if any fear in them, “How so?” ITs head tilts slowly to the side curiously. 

@addamsmatriarch​ // closed.

[gotthatmagictouch-blog]

@addamsmatriarch - cont.

“Of course I’m upset!” Lena childishly stomped her foot, pouting in a manner more befitting a child. “I wanted to get drunk with you!” She sniffed, her nose held a touch higher than normal. “At least tell me you left some for me, I’ve been trying to get Grandmama’s recipe down for ages.”

[gotthatmagictouch-blog]

@addamsmatriarch - cont.

There was no doubt in her mind that Wednesday would agree to a date, though she would be a liar to say her heart didn’t skip a beat at the slight pause. But the agreement had a blinding smile spread on the witch’s face as she pulled her girlfriend down for a kiss. “So do you wanna go out to eat, or stay in and cook?”

[gotthatmagictouch-blog]

@addamsmatriarch - cont.

“I suppose not, though I fully expect a lot of kissing, no matter threat or flirt.“