Hi! I love your fics to bits! I would like to request a Morticia Addams x Taller Masc! Fem!Reader because we need more of your Morticia fics cause they are so good. The two of them meet as students at Nevermore and with reader being a member of the Archery Club. Their first meeting involves reader saying the line, “If you keep undressing me with your eyes, I’m gonna catch cold.” when she catches Morticia staring at her as she practices.
You can write how their love story as students blossom, you’re a genius at it anyway. Also, please make reader’s character have a grunge vibe and a huge Nirvana and Deftones fan.
But the oneshot ends with reader and Morticia as adults, already married, they had Pugsley and Wednesday. Morticia is admiring her wife practice archery outside of their Manor with the kids and says that very same line that started it all and Morticia doesn’t hesitate to give her wife a breathtaking kiss.
Please make the ending fluffy and cute. Thank you so much! <333
Stare Me Cold ~Morticia Addams xFem Tall!Wife!MascPresenting!Reader
Summary— Read the request. Anon response— Hi hi anon!! Thank you for the request! I love love love this idea. Morticia could always use more content eheheh. Hope you Enjoy! ♥️
“It all started many years ago at Nevermore… We met for the first time at Archery Club, and your mother made quite the impression…” Morticia hummed, remembering the time like it was yesterday…
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Morticia’s feet crunched through the early January snow, he arms wrapped around her body to keep warm. The young raven haired woman walked up to the archery field, where students were starting to gather for Club.
Morticia found you, standing still and holding a bow and arrow. You had the arrow drawn back with intense concentration, aiming towards the target.
You felt Morticia’s icy eyes on you, starring. You had heard of Morticia Frump, but this was your first proper interaction with her. You sidedeyed the young woman after a couple seconds, her gaze making it hard for you to concentrate.
You took a deep breath and focused back on your target. In a sharp second, you released the arrow, and it went whizzing into the center of the target. You sighed out a breath that you’d been holding in.
Morticia’s gaze was still steady and intensely on you. You could feel her eyes raking up and down your frame.
You chuckled, lowering your bow and turning over your shoulder to look at the young woman.
“If you keep undressing me with your eyes, I’m gonna catch cold…” you chuckled.
Morticia stammered and blushed a little, before properly approaching you. She stuck out her hand.
“I’m Morticia, Morticia Frump” she breathed out, a little nervous.
This was different… Morticia was the ‘it’s girl of Nevermore… She didn’t shake hands or sound nervous.
You smirked and took her hand.
“Y/N, Y/N L/N.” You told the raven haired girl.
This time Morticia’s eyes raked up and down your frame uninhibited. she but her lip and smirked.
“I like your clothing style… suits you…” Morticia purred.
And her sassy, self-confident manner was back.
You tilted your head, unsure if the girl was actually complimenting you…
“Thanks…” you slowly said.
She did mean it.
At that, Morticia pursed her lips and retracted her hand, going to get her bow and a couple of arrows for archery.
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After that interaction, you could always feel Morticia’s eyes on you no matter where you went. It was unnerving, but at the same time you loved it.
You loved it because you could tell it unnerved her as well. Morticia was fascinated by you. She was fascinated by her like of you.
But the two of you didn’t hang around each other. Morticia was in the popular crowd, she had her own group of friends and acquaintances. You liked to do things more on your own. You were more of a grungy, loner, and you liked it that way.
But after that interaction last time with Morticia, you were starting to doubt if being alone was really what you wanted…
And Morticia was beginning to doubt if being surrounded by surface level acquaintances was what she really wanted…
One a particularly windy day, you were carrying some extra bows and arrows for archery. Before you saw Morticia coming diagnal into your path, you were crashing into her. You both fell to the ground, the bows and arrows scattering everywhere.
Morticia fell first, and you fell on top of her. You froze, your lisp parted, and your breath bated. You both stared at each other, eyes mesmerized with one another. You flickered your gaze down to Morticia’s lips, then quickly back up to her eyes.
You gulped, shook your head, and broke the trance, scrambling to get off of the young woman. You stood up and brushed yourself off, apologizing to the raven haired girl. You then went to pick up all the archery things you and dropped.
Morticia got up as well and immediately apologized as well, starting to help you grab all the scattered arrows.
“Thanks” you mumbled, blushing lightly as Morticia’s hand brushed yours when she was handing off the arrows she had collected for you.
The raven haired teen nodded in recognition.
“I… I heard your music from your dorm this morning.” Morticia hummed, “You have odd taste…”
“You mean grunge…?” You chuckled.
Morticia nodded and smiled.
You liked it when she smiled…
“Yea that. Maybe you should invite me over sometime and tell me about it…” the raven haired girl boldly said with a quirk of her brow.
Your jaw dropped slightly at the just of confidence going through the young woman in front of you.
“I—Ok!” You exclaimed.
“Excellent…” Morticia hummed, “I’ll come by after dinner.”
You hummed and nodded, trying to contain your excitement.
You spent the rest of day, only thinking about the basically date that you had with Morticia that night.
Finally, at around 9pm, you heard a knock on your door. Your roommate had left Nevermore recently, so you currently had a room all to yourself…
You let Morticia in. She sauntered into the room, sitting down on your bed. You quickly grabbed a tape and put it into the receiver, then sitting down next to the raven haired teen. The music started blaring.
Your gazes interlocked. And Morticia bit her lips.
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“And that is how I meet your mother…!!” Morticia exclaimed, lounging back against her hands on the picnic blanket.
Pugsley was curled up in Morticia’s lap, Wednesday was sitting in solitude on the corner of the blanket. Morticia’s gaze was on you. You were shooting apples off a fence, practicing your arrow aim.
“That’s so cool!” Pugsley exclaimed.
Morticia chuckled and nodded, bringing her attention to your shared son.
“But mother…” Wednesday quipped wickedly, “You did not finish telling us what happened in mother’s room…”
Wednesday said her words with a deep smirk, while Pugsley just stared at Wednesday in confusion.
“Wait what?” Pugsley said in confusion.
“Nothing! It’s nothing, no worries my little Pug bear…!” Morticia exclaimed, then shooting daggers at Wednesday.
Wednesday was about to say something again, Morticia clapped her hands together and exclaimed she was going to see how you were doing.
Morticia got up and sauntered over to your side.
“How’s it going, my Darling…?” Morticia hummed.
“If you keep undressing me with your eyes, I’m gonna catch cold…” you chuckled under your breath, making Morticia have shivers run down her spine, just like the day she met you.
