(Credit for the idea goes to a fanart piece I saw on pinterest, I dunno the creator!)

Being roommates with Wednesday is certainly an... experience. Dating her? Even worse. Since you two were complete opposites you had to try extra hard to impress her, it was nearly impossible to get together with her. She seemed to have no romantic bone in her body, even after you became a couple.

But after a while you could figure out little ways to get her interested. You would gift her old murder mystery books, you collected spiders in a box for her (even though you were dead afraid of them) and you would sneak into funerals or morgues with her. You even stitched voodoo dolls resembling the both of you as a gift.

Despite the overwhelming pile of plushies on your side of the room and the constant giggly torture to her ears (and not in a good way), Wednesday could find it in herself to care deeply for you.

It didn't take long before word got out that you were dating. Stupid Agnes... when students found out Wednesday was dating someone as sweet and soft as you, they took it as a sign of weakness. They started targeting you, leaving messages for Wednesday.

One afternoon you stormed into your shared dorm and curled up on your bed. "What happened now?" Wednesday asked, assuming it was some friendship drama. When she approached you, she could see it was worse. Bullies had surrounded you, ruining your face with markers. They even wrote down demeaning phrases, specifically 'Wednesday's dog'.

When Wednesday realized what happened, you could swear you saw a hint of a smile. Did she enjoy what happened to you? You wouldn't put it past her...

But it wasn't about that. Wednesday turned and walked to her own desk and pulled a taser and a thumbscrew out of her drawers. This was the biggest gift you could've given her. "I will find who did this to you, and they will pay."