#woechild

[reluctanthyde]

@woechild said "You called for me?"

this won't be easy. tyler already knows that and thought about it on the drive here, at crackstone's crypt. where they had their first and only date. seemed to be a fitting place, at least for him. he doubts wednesday will share the same sentiment once she realizes he's gone for good.

"yeah, i... well." scratching the back of his neck, he feels faint knots threatening to protrude. his guard is down, as it always is around her, and therefore it's much harder to fight the demon inside him. it makes it even harder to say what he needs to say, his mind split into two. "i just wanted to let you know i'll be out of town for a while."

maybe he isn't ready to say goodbye.

[popularmxnster]

@woechild continued from here!

Billy was frustrated from alot of things but right now, it was over the simple fact he couldn't read. He was severely dyslexic but no one bothered to figure it out except Stu. He was trying to read what he wrote but everything was backwards and chicken scratch. Stu wasn't there to help and he was too embarrassed to ask for help. He groaned when she caught on something was up. " I can't fucking..." He growled and tossed the notebook in frustration. " It doesn't make sense. What I wrote doesn't make sense." He got up. " I need a beer." He disappeared down the hall for a few minutes, only to return with a beer he was nursing down. " Stu usually deciphers my notes or takes them but instead he's busy fucking Tatum tonight." He said with jealousy seeping through his teeth. He couldn't stand Tatum even though he knew Stu didn't like her in the ways he loved Billy.

[gclpin]

𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

@woechild asked : ❛ i don’t need your help. ❜

tyler doesn't bother lifting his head at the sound of the steel door to his cage opening. he's begun to lose hope that he'll ever escape willow hill alive ( although that never stops the daydreams ). he stays back against the wall – his usual place in his small cell when he doesn't feel the need to expend his pent up energy. no point anyway , at least not yet.

light steps steadily approach as he waits. they pause at the locked door between them , silence lingering momentarily before an unexpected voice speaks up. his head slowly lifts , green eyes peer through curls at the raven haired girl before him. tyler can't hold back the smirk that tugs at the corner of his mouth. FINALLY.

' have you really come all this way just to tell me that? ' metal clinks as he shifts , arms lowering to his sides as he moves to get a closer look – the chains following his every step.

' c'mon , wednesday. . .why are you really here? '

[realmofthemuses-a]

@woechild asked:

“Are you always this reckless or just around me?” ( for hestia! )

Hestia didn't like a lot of people, they were beneath her. She came from a rich and powerful family. People feared them and she loved that. She kept some followers around as entertainment even made them believe they were friends or even more but truthfully she couldn't care less about them but Wednesday was different, she was powerful. She could feel it, so she became friends with her. Her first true friend.

She was vastly different from her twin brother. While they both had a dark side. Hestia tended to like people around her and liked doing things to get her adrenaline going and Faustian did not.

"He's not venomous." She told her as she held the black king snake close to her face as its tongue flickered out, a smile spread on her face. "He doesn't even have fangs, he's a constrictor. He squeezes his prey to death."

"I wasn't allowed to bring my venomous snake." She said with a small grin as she thought of the times she watched the life drain away after the bite from the large Black mumba.

"Anyway, it's just to scare them. Those little tramps think they can steal from me. They have another thing coming."

[realmofthemuses-a]

@woechild asked:

“I don’t care. I’m still coming with you.” ( for henry! )

Henry couldn't say he was thrilled about the idea of Wednesday coming with him. He kept his home life a secret, only the few he trusted knew of the abuse and even then they didn't know the extent of it, of what he went through, what his sister went through.

He just knew, when he couldn't find his sister after school that he needed to get home. He just knew it wasn't good and couldn't think of what she was currently going through. He had gotten the keys to Belchs Trans-Am and had just got into the driver's seat when the goth girl opened the side door. He glared at her but didnt bother fighting it, she had gotten close to Olivia.

"Get in then." He said, not wanting waste more time. His only thought was to get to the farm and save Olivia from whatever horror their father was causing to her.

[realmofthemuses-a]

@woechild asked:

“Hate looks good on you.” ( for faustian! )

Faustian did not care about anyone at this school, he was simply here because he needed to be and it was better than whatever normal school he could have gone to; at least there were a few hidden tome's that his ancestors had left hidden around the campus.

He was currently sitting in an abandoned classroom at the back of the academy. It was somewhere, he could get away and not be around people, until Wednesday Addams arrived on campus and found it, though she turned out to be the one person he could stand sharing the space with. They both kept quiet as they got on with whatever they were doing, until that moment when her boots stopped in front of him and glared up at her for the interruption.

"From you, I will take that as a compliment." He replied back his eyes travelling back to the book in hands, he place his book mark in the pages and snapped the book shut.

"You came here for a reason, so speak it."

[realmofthemuses-a]

@woechild asked:

“You’re hurt. Let me see.” ( for olivia! )

Olivia was good at making sure her bruises and wounds didn't show, her father never hurt her in places that couldn't be covered up. Her brother was the only one who saw them and she was sure that one day Henry would snap and hurt their father, if not kill him.

There were some things that she couldn't hide, like the fact that she was walking with a limp. She had attempted to hide it and was successful... up until the pain became unbearable causing her to stumble down on the concrete. Her book splayed in front of her.

Her gaze met black boots that stopped in front of her and her eyes ran up the girl until she reached her face. She didn't speak, she never did until she knew she could trust the person.

The blonde shook her head and attempted to stand, she just needed to get home, there she could tend to it and begin dinner and clean the house before her father returned home. The ast thing she wanted was to anger him.

[fxntasmagoria]

"You're following me. I don't care to be followed." ( for muse of ur choice .. 🖤 )

Jughead cleared his throat. " Sorry but I couldn't get your attention before. You left this in class?" He handed over a book that looked private and important. " I didn't read it. Just figured given the design that it was yours. If it's not, well. Oops?" Jug shrugged his shoulders and pulled his backpack up. " I wouldn't want to lose my notebook so I hope it is yours."