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#BATSWIINGS —— independent & selective (mutuals only) LILY MUNSTER from ‘The Munsters.’ established October 31, 2018. canon divergent, overall portrayal is my own interpretation & heavily headcanon based. newly re-established 2025.
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Wednesday studied carefully Lily Munster's face, second - guessing if her expression was genuine or if it was a farce to throw her off balance. She never knew with her mother's friend.
❝ They aren't either of those dishes, Mrs. Munster. ❞ The girl quickly reassured the woman, confidence radiating off her knowing that her words were truthful. Grandmama had wanted to deviate slightly from what was usual.
Nevertheless, she appreciated the easiness and trust between them that had been built over time. Eddie was fun to play with, especially the beheading training he went through with Pugsley.
❝ I do hope you don't end up disappointed with not eating your favorite food. ❞ The facial features of Gomez and Morticia's daughter were glum, in her quest to put herself on Mrs. Munster's shoes.
❝ OH— WELL, THAT'S PERFECTLY ALRIGHT… ❞ Honestly, there was no harm done when it came to accepting another's preferred meal. No one could know the exact perfection of yak meat quite like the Munster's anyway and anything the Addams family whipped up would be completely desirable regardless. Lily merely enjoyed playing along with Wednesday's fun.
❝ No, dear. Whatever your grandmama has in store will be more than sufficient, I can assure you. We'll start with the eyes. ❞ After all, they were already well aware of how the Addams' conducted their meals as a whole in general. ❝ Do you have a favorite? I ask of course in case you're ever at our home for dinner. Pugsley seems to like Owl Omelet's for breakfast, but I would love to know what you may prefer in the evening. Yak, oxen, vulture, werewolf? ❞
@sometimesdeadly liked for a starter.
CONCERN SPREADS ACROSS PALE, SHADOWED FEATURES. A mother's care reaching out to another who would certainly understand such a devastating predicament. ❝ Oh Morticia, can you believe it? Eddie has this sudden urge to think that we're mean, horrible parents and has threatened to run away! He says he's going to live on a desert island and get eaten by cannibals! What in the world could have possibly happened to my sweet little boy to make him think such horrendous things about his family!? Morticia, dear, what would you do? ❞
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Independent, private and plot driven portrayal of Wednesday Addams. Heavily based on my own headcanons, Charles Addams' cartoons and different media sources. ©
stab the heart for a random starter.
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"Oh, Aunt Lily," of course the kind words brought another smile to her lips, but Marilyn was fully aware of her disadvantages. "You're too kind. I don't have fangs, or fur, or pointed ears. I wasn't blessed with a lovely deathly complexion like yours." In fact, Marilyn believed her aunt was the most beautiful woman she'd ever seen. She could only imagine what she'd look like if she also had such dark hair or a similar pallor to her own skin.
"I've done my best to make due and work with what I have, but I know I'm the white sheep of the family." It didn't bother Marilyn too much, she was used to her appearance. "But you're right. All that matters is that he finds me to be beautiful. Of course, he does wear glasses, but that's not really the point."
THERE WERE NO REAL DISADVANTAGES when it came to the Munster house. Everyone was welcomed, loved and appreciated regardless of differences. It's what made every individual grand, as far as Lily was concerned. There were a few exceptions of course, but none appearance related. More so maybe, political.
But appearance wise, it broke her heart to know that Marilyn thought of herself in such a disheartening sort of way and to some degree, she took responsibility for that. ❝ Darling, you don't need fangs or fur or even pale skin to make you seen by someone. You are a gorgeous being, inside and out and I am so very proud of you, always. The other important thing though, is how you feel about this young man?
Is he kind to you? ❞
You know what would make the Wednesday show better? (cough cough, tim burton) is if they added the Munsters into the storyline. Just sayin'. Tell me I'm wrong. Or, actually, scratch that. Don't ruin another good thing. Do it right or don't do it at all.
@batswiings said: ❝ Something's brewing. Literally. ❞
❝ That would be Grandmama's dinner. ❞ Wednesday stifled a yawn, playing absentmindedly with her food. Mrs. Munster seemed to be Morticia's friend and had arrived at their mansion in order to stay for a few days.
Not that she was the only one in the room suffering from tiredness: Pugsley was straight up sleeping with his head tucked under his arm, something that the girl found amusing. She pushed down the temptation to torture him with her fork.
❝ I really hope you enjoy tonight's feast. It has been cooked exclusively for you. ❞ An unsettling smile found its way to the dark - haired teenager's lips, who had a sadistic gleam on her eyes. Grandmama went above and beyond for her guests; including them departing in the middle of the night, screaming, after tasting the food.
OH — AS IF WEDNESDAY WAS SO UNFAMILIAR with Lily and that of the Munster family association to that of the Addams', she played along. Knowing how much it displeased Wednesday to not gain some sort of torturous affirmation and it seemed poor Pugsley was already far too gone to enjoy such extravagant displeasures for himself.
It was now up to Lily to uphold that tradition and she was more than pleased to do so. A quick look of disdain, with brows furrowed in what could only be assumed as confusion; internally questioning and distrusting, uncomfortable with the way Wednesday stated those words. Deep down though, she was elated.
❝ Well, I certainly hope it isn't…. yak's brains. Which is certainly not one of my favorite dishes. No, not at all. With a hint of bat broth. That would just be awful. ❞ Stated with a simple wink.
@batswiings sent: ❝ Magic always comes with a price. You just haven’t seen the bill yet. ❞
The eyes of the girl had narrowed in suspicion, as she internally asked herself what knowledge her mother's friend had up her sleeve. It was a normal day for Wednesday: wake up at 7 AM, go to school, torment her elder brother and afterwards return to the Addams' mansion for her special gardening time with Morticia.
The woman wore a long diaphanous white dress in the middle of summer, a fact that left the girl staring at the adult for a good ten minutes.
❝ How would you know I have recently dabbled into poisonous plants and séances? ❞ Wednesday hated how weak her voice sounded even to her own ears; if her mother had shared that personal information with Mrs. Munster, then it was a betrayal of sorts. Vulnerability was frowned upon by the family regarding their magical practices.
❝ WELL DARLING, I'D BE MORE SO SURPRISED if you weren't dabbling in such things. You come from a long line of magical perfectionists, it's only common knowledge to assume you hold the same interests. ❞ It didn't take a genius to see the similarities between mother and daughter. Part of Lily was envious, wishing she had been capable of having a daughter such as Wednesday.
Not to say that she was displeased of her son, Eddie. On the contrary, he was the spitting image of his father, regardless of what anyone else might say! But a daughter, oh — that would have been grand. A little Lily. She sighed at the thought. But then, Wednesday was somewhat of a surrogate daughter to her, so that would just have to do. ❝ I merely press the warning label. There is no shame in asking for advise, pointers or tips, you know? And I'm always happy to help! ❞
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Yvonne De Carlo as Lily Munster
The Munsters - Season 1, Episode 33 (1965) | Lily Munster - Girl Model
#BATSWIINGS —— independent & selective (mutuals only) LILY MUNSTER from ‘The Munsters.’ established October 31, 2018. canon divergent, overall portrayal is my own interpretation & heavily headcanon based. summoned by rae ( 30+, she/her )
ㅤㅤㅤㅤI find 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 in the 𝖌𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖊 and the 𝖒𝖆𝖈𝖆𝖇𝖗𝖊.
Independent, private and plot driven portrayal of Wednesday Addams. Heavily based on my own headcanons, Charles Addams' cartoons and different media sources. ©
Marilyn happily followed her aunt into the kitchen where she took a seat at the table. "Well...I suppose I'm not really sure. I haven't been keeping count. It has been a few months though, I think," she admitted. "I didn't quite realize he liked me at first. He's very shy at times." Of course, Marilyn was shy too, but she found her boyfriend's shyness to be rather endearing. It made it that much more special in the moments when he was bold enough to pull her close and kiss her.
"He doesn't mind my plainness either. In fact, he thinks I'm beautiful." A smile broke out across her lips as she giggled, causing her nose to scrunch and her cheeks to turn pink. "Can you believe it Aunt Lily? No one's ever thought that about me."
REACHING TOWARDS ANOTHER CABINET, she pauses her hand momentarily before finally taking hold of the jar which is filled with an assortment of home made herbs that she's personally collected and assorted. Although Marilyn was giggling, Lily suddenly became somewhat sad by her words. Head turning to glance over her shoulder at her niece who remained seated upon the kitchen table. It had never been her intention to ever make the girl feel as if she wasn't beautiful or even deserving of another finding her to be so. Regardless of the fact that she certainly held a different set of looks, that sort of toxic mindset was not how Lily wanted to run her house hold nor the people in it. Marilyn was different, yes, but even Lily could see the beauty that blossomed from within as well as the outside. If this boy thought the other to be beautiful and even find the capacity to love her in the way she deserved to be loved by all, than Lily was indeed both grateful and happy. ❝ Oh, my darling. ❞ She begins to state, taking the seat next to her and allowing for a single hand to touch upon the young girl's own. ❝ You are many things, but plain is not one of them. There is nothing plain about you. The important thig is what he thinks though, that's all that matters in the end and I'm glad you've found someone who can appreciate it. ❞ Genuine words spoke volumes as she squeezed the other's hand, smile forming across darkened lips.
"I'm home," Marilyn called out as she returned a few hours later. It was just before midnight, and she'd had a lovely evening with her boyfriend. She hung her coat back on the rack, excited to tell about her date. "Aunt Lily?" She stepped from the foyer into the living room. "I had a wonderful time, he loved the lady fingers. I just knew he would." In Marilyn's humble opinion, her aunt was the best cook in the world, she loved every dish Lily made.
HEARING HER NEICE WALK THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR, Lily's attention shifted away from her needle work though only briefly. Small smile curling across darkened lips before calling out, ❝ I'm in here, Marilyn! ❞ Once the girl was in the living room, Lily put down the stitching and provided the blonde with her full attention. Pleasantries displayed across expression hearing that the date had gone over well, flattered that her lady fingers had been such a success as well. ❝ That's wonderful, dear! Come, come… ❞ she states before standing, ❝ let's go into the kitchen and I'll make us some tea while you tell me everything. ❞ With some enthusiasm, she saunters her way towards the kitchen area. It would only take but a few minutes for the tea, but she was eagerly awaiting all the details Marilyn could give. ❝ How many times have you seen this young man, now? ❞ Picking up the kettle, she fills it with water and then starts the stove before moving to grab two tea cups from the above cabinets to set upon the center table.
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"Thank you," Marilyn repeated as her aunt got up to retrieve the dessert for her. She could hardly contain her excitement. "I won't be," she reassured her, beaming as she took the box. "And that sounds absolutely wonderful Aunt Lily, I can't wait to tell you how the date goes." She leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her aunt's cheek before starting towards the door to meet her date.
LILY HAD LEANED INTO THE KISS ON HER CHEEK, smiling still as she walked Marilyn to the front door. ❝ Have a frightful time, my darling! ❞ She called out, waving a big kiss goodbye to the other. Oh, she really hoped this one was a keeper. Marilyn deserved that much, someone to love her the way Lily and Herman loved. That's all she ever wanted for her niece. Not that she needed to be taken care of in the slightest, she was capable of doing that much on her own. But that kind of love was a rare thing to find. Clearly, something the young girl wanted. Whenever Marilyn got home, she'd make sure to have some tea and snacks readily available for discussion, already itching to know all about her excursions.
"Oh, would you?" she asked, beaming at her aunt. "I brought him some of the leftover cream of buzzard soup and some frog legs for lunch last week, and he just loved it. So I know he'll love the lady fingers." Marilyn really did feel like the luckiest girl on the planet. After so many failed dates, she truly believed she had found someone who loved her, and that her family would approve of. "Thank you, Aunt Lily."
IT PLEASED HER TO KNOW THAT THE YOUNG MAN Marilyn was seeing seemed to be quite up to speed for her. The fact he enjoyed her buzzard soup and frog legs being a keen insight (as frog legs in general were quite an acquired taste). But even more so, the fact that he didn't seem to mind the girl's deformity. Lily was exceptionally pleased, beaming in fact as she stood up from her seat. ❝ No problem at all, dear. I'll even package them appropriately. ❞ With some excitement, she rushed towards the kitchen. She'd place the lady fingers in a small black package, neatly wrapped in a black bow for Marilyn to take with her. Once back, she offered the box with a genuine curl of a smile. ❝ Now, don't be home too late. But I want to hear all about it when you get back. I'll even make some of my famous bats brew tea! ❞
