Carrie. Writer. Designer. Film & TV. Millennial. She/her. Much like the inside of my brain, what follows is messy and confused but always well intentioned...
Chapter Summary: Tyler tries to get his head straight after things with Wednesday took an unexpected turn. More revelations await them as they explore a new dynamic and put Wednesday’s plan for the truth into action.
Content Warnings: I'd give this one 🌶️ for spiciness. BUT please note the update to the tags for specifics.
The latest Chapter of Embrace Fond Woe is out! Sorry for the wait. This is another beastly 13k-ish chapter. And it was a bitch to write if I'm honest! Lots of dialogue in this one and I did my best not to make it too tedious.
Time to start moving the plot along and unveiling a few surprises!
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Progress Update For EMBRACE FOND WOE: The Long Awaited Chapter 13!
Guys. I know. I’m so sorry. I’ve owed you all an update to Embrace Fond Woe for months. Life has been super busy and work is literally sucking up all my time and creative juice… however, I promise I AM working on it. It’s a long, difficult chapter full of revelations and I don’t want to release it until I’m happy that I’ve given it my best. Please be patient with me! In the mean time, I just wanted to say thank you SO much for your continued hits, kudos and comments!!! ❤️ I promise I'm not done with this story. Watch this space. - Carrie x
The Beast at Crosswood Hall (42680 words) by fallingtrees
Chapters: 12/?
Fandom: Wednesday (TV 2022)
Rating: Mature
Excerpt:
So much had happened in the last few weeks. As an Addams, Wednesday was well accustomed to strange endeavours and unsettling events, but the kind she had been experiencing since Galpin arrived in her life were unnerving in an unfamiliar way. She had come to admit, to herself alone, that she carried an attraction for him, one that went deeper than pure intellect or aesthetics. In the moments they had been alone together, she had felt the weight of her own desire, and a desire she had never expected to possess. She wanted to know him, and fully; to peel back the layers of his persona, and see him, without the boundaries placed upon them by society, and she actually wanted him to see her as well.
Even though she had walked this path countless times before, the walk back from Mrs. Kinbott’s felt new in Wednesday’s eyes. She usually found the pastoral scenery tedious, but she felt a new found appreciation for it today. This was the world she was leaving behind, finally. She imagined herself on the precipice of a new kind of womanhood, one where she was awake to her sensual desires, and once she crossed that certain threshold, there would be no going back.
Wednesday was pulled from her reverie by one of her favorite sounds; bloodcurdling screams. The shrieking came from the direction of the village, and Wednesday took off at a run, all thoughts of carnal acts eclipsed by what she hoped was a bloody, gory mess.
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Champagne problems: getting an opportunity at work that is SO good, it totally fucks with my writing schedule. Ffs. What do you mean I need to be in southern Italy next week?! My characters NEED ME!!! 😱
Take my hand. You will not miss twitter if you delete your account. You will not miss out on cultural shifts or news or memes or anything like that because the internet is all one big Sharefest anyway. If something truly funny or interesting or alarming happens on that app it will be screenshotted and shared somewhere else. I understand that it used to be fun. But now it’s an app owned by a scumbag built on an algorithm intentionally made to get you upset because rage gets clicks & replies. I’m not saying this judgmentally I’m saying it as someone who had a final straw two years ago & feels infinitely better in online spaces now without twitter in my life.
Can confirm! Left the bird app two years ago and don’t miss it… EVEN for work networking. It was a soul-sucking void of an app full of so much hate it was pissing me off. I have curated news alerts for the big stuff and for the little stuff… I prefer to get that from the supernatural meme anyway 😏
writing fanfics has made me go out of my way to learn things and do deep research in ways no colleges, exams, jobs or other projects ever could. yes, it’s a hobby. but it’s also my love and passion. next time you say “fanfics are an unserious activity for kids”, I will actually bite you. no ma’am, while kids certainly can enjoy writing fanfics, it’s sleep-deprived adults — with jobs and responsibilities, bills to pay, kids to raise, animals to take care of, battles to fight — who have built the fanfic community and always been the backbone of it since day one.
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Chapter 12 is almost ready and currently sitting at almost 13k 😬 I'm hoping to post it over the weekend. But since it's Wednesday and you've been waiting bloody aaaaages for this update, I thought I'd share a little snippet...
Under the cut. x
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Tyler paced around a bit more and tried to focus on his breathing, the sounds of the forest, the smell of the damp, charred wood in the fire pit… anything. When he could eventually walk normally again, he headed back towards the cabin and whatever he had to face inside.
Lily practically accosted him the moment he opened the door.
“What the hell did I interrupt back there?” she whispered furiously in his face. Tyler closed his eyes, counted to three and closed the door behind him before turning to face her again. Sammy and Capri were banging around over in the kitchen area. Thankfully, washing and drying the pots created a lot of noise. “I thought you two hated each other?” she sneered.
God, Lily was totally oblivious. She had no clue how close she came to having her face ripped off. That she had Wednesday to thank for still being alive. Truthfully, he could still feel Hyde’s wrath bubbling steadily behind his sternum.
He pulled in another deep breath.
“Yeah,” Tyler said weakly as he shifted on his feet.
“That did not look like hate.”
He refused to feel ashamed. But he wasn’t going to chat about it, either. “What do you want, Lily?”
As he stared at Lily’s stern expression, he realised that there was a part of him that hated her for having witnessed that. That moment with Wednesday should’ve been theirs alone. Logically, of course he knew it wasn’t Lily’s fault. Maybe he was just having trouble distinguishing between Hyde’s emotions and his own.
Lily put a hand on each hip. “Look,” she said defensively. “Lyon was stomping about the place and mumbling your name like a curse so I just figured I should check on you. That’s all. But I guess you’re okay?”
He thought it was a little weird that she gave a fuck all of a sudden. “I’m good. Well… not good,” he huffed out a sardonic laugh. “I’m fine. Lyon has… reasons. Very good reasons.” God, Tyler was suddenly bone tired. “Where is he, by the way?”
Lily shrugged. “Stormed out about ten minutes ago.”
Tyler hadn’t noticed him leave but he’d been pretty distracted at the time.
Lily raised her eyebrows and tapped her foot on the ground like an irritated schoolteacher. Apparently, further explanation was required.
He sighed and dragged a hand over his face. “I’ll tell you about Lyon, Lily but not right now, okay? It’s been a night.”
She didn’t answer. In fact, Lily didn’t seem to hear him at all. Her expression narrowed and her eyes fixed on something somewhere just below his eye-line. Tyler flinched away as she leaned forwards and reached out a hand towards his face. “You er…” Her reach turned into a pointed finger. “You got a little something on your neck.”
Tyler raised his hand and brushed below his ear. It stung. When he pulled away there was blood on his fingers. He wasn’t at all surprised that he didn’t notice when Wednesday scratched him.
Lily chuckled. “She’s scary as shit, man. You sure you know what you’re doing?”
“Not scary. Just spooky.” Tyler smiled to himself, then added, “And absolutely fucking not, no,” before turning heel and heading straight for the bathroom.
