#Ler! Wednesday

[lopsicle]

(Writing Tickletober fics is hard but I still wanna participate!)

Sweater Stuck

Characters: Lee! Enid, Ler! Wednesday

Tickletober Day 1: Anticipation

Summary: Enid gets stuck in one of her sweaters but luckily Wednesday is there to..encourage her out.

Warnings: None, just fluffy tickles!

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‘Enid.’ Wednesday said firmly, her eyes locked intensely on her roommate.

‘…yeah?’ Came said roommate’s meek reply.

‘Do you need some help getting out of that hideous splash of colour?’

‘…maybe.’

Being back at Nevermore after Summer break was taking a lot of time to adjust. Of course, the two utterly contrasting roommates had kept in touch throughout the holidays in their own unique ways. Though when they came back, it was like they had never left, apart from an overexcited ‘welcome back’ huh from Enid that the goth girl was still getting used to.

There were a couple of things that had changed though, Enid had a growth spurt, making her even taller then Wednesday (something she had not shut up about since it happened), but she still insisted on bringing some of her old clothes. Her favourite of which was an orange and yellow sweater, the blonde practically only wore it while inside the dorm room, it reminded her of meeting Wednesday for the first time. Plus it looked cute, Enid couldn’t go back without it, even if wearing it now was more of a tight squeeze.

When the silence of night crept onto Nevermore Academy, Enid had intended on getting changed and going to sleep. Key word being intended, the sweater had gotten stuck at her elbows, forcing them in awkward pointing up pose. The collar of the sweater was covering half of the girl’s face, looking more like a mask as it left her eyes poking out, along with her dyed hair flowing around the sides of it.

Enid glanced upwards at Wednesday took silent steps towards her, taking a seat next to her before casually and wordlessly pulling her into her lap. The girl’s lips curled in on themselves, glancing up at her still faced roommate with a look of adoration, but also confusion.

‘Okay, you know I love your attention, but is now really the time?’

Enid whined, flapping her arms about from the inside of her fabric prison. Wednesday just looked down at her, her eyes a little more alive then usual, while one of her arms locked itself around Enid’s waist, firmly yet not forceful.

‘I am getting you out, you just need to be patient and trust my process.’

Enid spluttered a bit at Wednesday’s response, it was hard to tell what Wednesday was doing or thinking about normally, but now she had to think while getting affection from the girl? That just made her more confusing! Enid did take her advice to heart though, sitting with her knees crossed, keeping an eye on Wednesday’s hand, which gently pressed itself against her tummy, covered by a thin blue T-shirt.

‘Okay, you know, you can just explain what your do-hihihahang!!’

Enid yelped loudly, biting her tongue as she felt Wednesday’s cold hand press against her, unmoving for now.

‘Alright then, I’m going to tickle you like Hell until you squirm yourself out of there.’

The goth girl responded, coldly and flatly, yet there was some amusement in her eyes. Barely giving Enid a chance to take her words in, her black painted nails began scribbling and clawing all over her girlfriend’s tummy. Enid gasped quietly, her eyes widening in some mix of shock and longing before throwing her body back into Wednesday’s, buckling around against the girl’s arms. Enid’s legs kicked and kicked and kicked, unable to sit still as her socked heels constantly tapped against the bed frame, all while she howled with laughter.

‘W-wehehehehendsday!! Nahahahaahahaha!!’

This wasn’t the first time Enid had been the victim of Wednesday’s tickling attacks, yet they always caught her so off guard. They were so random that the only reason for it was a genuine love for tickling her girlfriend, which lead Enid to appreciate them every time she got them. That didn’t stop all her squirming and her giggly ‘nahahaha’s and ‘stahahahahp’s, Enid was one determined squirmy, something Wednesday constantly had to work around by pinning her down, though Enid had already done that job for her.

Although as soon as the tickling began, it stopped; Enid began wordlessly panting for breath, staring up at Wednesday’s face, then those Damm hands, and then those sharp, dark nails, resting on the fabric of her T-shirt.Wednesday could see the confusion written all over her girlfriend’s face and spoke,

‘Think of it like having hiccups. You have to be scared to remove them, and it has to be genuine. If I wanna squirm you out of this jumper, I have to surprise you, let you rest for a little bit and then head right back to-scribbling my nails all over your stomach!’

Wednesday spoke slow at first, letting Enid hang on to her every word as her nails shifted ever so slightly, leading to the werewolf staring down at them with an intense look of anticipation. Then at the end, she practically sprung to life,heading straight back to sinking her nails right down into Enid’s stomach before wriggling then around against her apparently sensitive skin.

‘T-thahahahahaht’s meahahahahaahn!’

Enid screeched though it was working. Her arms were wriggling down her tight sweater, albeit slowly in a desperate attempt to protect her waist which was practically on display for Wednesday’s ravenous nails.

‘Oh? I’m mean?’

Wednesday said, her tone becoming a little more threatening as she pinched the corner of Enid’s T-shirt, beginning to role it up so her belly was bare. Enid squeaked, glad her blush was covered by her sweater as she began squirming around even more. Wednesday kept a tight hold on her and leaned closer to her ear, whispering,

‘Then how about I show you how mean I can be?’

The girl chuckled a little to herself, before pressing both her hands right up against Enid’s sides and squeezing over and over again. She never stayed in one spot for too long though, Wednesday’s hands would slide up and down her sides, occasionally going to Enid’s hips and sometimes prodding at those sensitive little spots between her ribs. Though, those black nails started getting even meaner as they found themselves crawling all the way up to Enid’s armpits, who still had her arms trapped above her head.

‘WaiahaAHAHAahaht!! Nahahahat thehaahahaahahe!!’

Enid suddenly begged, wriggling about and bouncing around on Wednesday’s lap as much as she could, which was basically nothing.

‘Shh, it’s only a bit of tickling, you can handle it.’

Wednesday told her, before slowly tracing her nails around the girl’s armpits, not giving her a break from the anticipation. Her nails then came crashing down into those ticklish hollows, tickling and scratching against them like her life depended on it.

‘NAHAHAHAHAHAHA, WEHEHEHEENDSDAY, PLEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASE!!!’

Enid howled with laughter, her whole body being one squirming mess at this point. Eventually in a desperate attempt to break away from her girlfriend’s tormenting hands, she forced her arms right through the arm holes in her sweater, slipping right of it with a sense of victory knowing Wednesday was done with tickling her. She took a couple moments to catch her breath, while her girlfriend casually fixed her hair, messy from all the squirming and the tight collar of her colourful jumper.

‘Great, now that that’s out of the way, I can get to actually tickling you.’

What?!’

‘Oh, you didn’t think I’d just stop there, did you? No, no, I have a whole summer of tickling I need to make up to you, of course. So let’s so how much you can take.’

‘WEHEHEHEHEHNDSDAY!!!’

[new-44556678]

Enid: Where are you Wednesday? School just ended.

Wednesday: Finally, I've got you!

Enid: Wednesday! Finall- Hahahahahaha Wednesday stohop! Hahahahahahahaha P-please!

Wednesday: It is nice seeing you laugh, you know that?

Enid: You could've just showed me something funny.

Wednesday: I don't do funny, I do tickle.

Enid: Nohohohohohahahahahaha

[blushyeleven]

Hey! So this is my Christmas fic! Im so sorry it’s bad but it was really rushed. But nonetheless have an amazing Christmas!

Characters: lee!y/n, ler!wednesday, ler! enid (Bianca, Xavier, Ajax and yoko at the end!)

Warnings: tickles

𝑻𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈

your eyelids flung opened. Your eyes became more apparent to the light as you fondly rubbed them. Christmas. It was Christmas!!! What time was it?! You questioned as you reached for your phone, switching it on. 10:43.

You looked beside you to see enid and wednesday look up “oh hey! Your awake! Merry Christmas!!” Enid excitedly said and she came running over to you before launching into a hug. “Morning” Wednesday said, as mellow as ever. Even though it was Christmas.. some things never change. You hugged enid back before smiling and saying “merry Christmas!” And standing up from your bed before skipping over to Wednesday. You didn’t expect a hug but to your surprise she stood up and half-heartedly put an arm around your waist. Your smile beamed at her “wow! I get a half hug, somebody must be in a good mood today, for once!” You jokingly commented “oh please, I just felt like showing gratitude to you, I know you have been excited about today especially. Although I will never understand why” she commented before retracting her arm. You and enid both just giggled at her

“Presents!!” Enid enthusiastically stated. “You guys haven’t opened your presents?” You questioned “enid insisted we waiting for you” Wednesday replied. Enids jaw dropped “but you said-“ she was cut of by a death stare being delivered by Wednesday “never mind!” She widened her eyes before smiling at you. “Okayy..” you raised a brow before handing Wednesday and enid their perfectly wrapped presents.

Enid wasted no time before clawing into the wrapping paper,shredding it into little peices that elegantly fell to the floor. Inside she found a new nail varnish and a pink candle. “Oh my god! I love it! Thankyou so much y/n!” she exclaimed and she then threw her arms around you again.Grasping you into a bear hug. “Ofcourse!” You said wrapping your arms back around her before you both let go and you could see the excitement lit in her eyes.

You then looked over at Wednesday, seeing her tearing the wrapping paper. You cross your fingers, hoping she likes it. Once she ripped a big enough hole she pulled out a black metal necklace with a deep purple, crystal charm hanging from the necklace. You saw her eyes widen slightly, seeming impressed as she held it in her hand and inspected it. “It’s nice, thankyou y/n” she said looking up at you. Your worried expression faded into a smile. If that sentence came from anybody else you would be skeptical, doubting if they meant it. But because it came from Wednesday you were buzzing. “Ofcourse!”

Enid then practically shoved your gift into your arms, watching you i inquisitively open it. It was a white, hand knitted, scarf? You looked confused, you wasn’t quite sure what it was but either way you were still grateful. Enid saw your puzzled face and enlightened you with “it’s a snood! Your now matching with me and Wednesday!” Your then smiled before saying “oh! I see! Thankyou so much!” Before placing it gently on your bed.

“Right, what are our plans for-“ you were cut off by Wednesday. “We’re not done” she said. Stretching her arm out, handing you a gift bag. Your eyes lit up and your lips curved into a smile “but you said you weren’t doing gifts” you remarked seeing advert your eye contact, looking at the floor “don’t mention it.” She quickly replied so you thought better then to drag it on.

Her deep black pupils followed your fingers as you opened the bag, lifting out a silver necklace with a heart locket dangling from it with your initial on it. You opened your mouth slightly before opening the locket to see a picture that enid had taken of you and Wednesday. Your smile stretched across your face “I- W-wednesday, I love it!” You Stuttered, finding it difficult to form any words. “Your welcome” she said in her slightly lighter tone. “I helped choose it!” Enid butted in as you smiled further, still being mesmerised by the gift. “I can help you put it on!” Enid mentioned and she held her hand out to which you placed the necklace in and she skipped behind you, securing the necklace to your neck before spinning around you again to see how you looked. You jokingly began to pose as Wednesday half smiled and enid excitedly clapped.

“Right, plans for today?” You questioned. “We can go meet everybody later, but for now we can just chill in our dorm?” Enid suggested to which you and Wednesday both reluctantly agreed. You decided to put on some comfy clothes to make yourself more presentable. So you picked up a pair of joggers and a jumper before walking to the bathroom to get dressed.

Once you exited you had the great idea of Modeling your snood to Enid and Wednesday. So you carefully picked it up from you bed and tying it around you head. After you wrapped it a few times you found yourself becoming tangled in it, unable to get it off from your head. “Uhm help” you said, muffled through the cotton.

Enid started laughing seeing you stuck and you couldn’t see but Wednesday smirked, clearly amused. After enid had finished her laughing fit she skipped over to help you with Wednesday shortly behind

“Arms up!” Enid said as you followed her very straight forward orders. You then realised your arms go and. that’s when you felt a graze of fingers against your armpit. Presumably an accident but nonetheless you still let out a muffled squeal before jumping back

“Oh I’m sorry! Did I hurt you?” Enid empathised as Wednesday was just standing, watching, extremely entertained. “No.. im okay!” you reassured with your arms still in the air. “Okay okay” enid replied as she began trying to fix your rather embarrassing mess. But once again you felt her fingers graze against your armpits and this time you let out a quite giggle before inching back

“What’s so funny?” Enid questioned still trying to unravel you. “N-Nothing” you stuttered before being freed by enid. But although you were free from the snood you weren’t free from the questions

“So what was that all about, did I scare you or something?” Enid raised a brow, puzzled “nope, honestly I’m fine!” You tried to say. That’s when Wednesday walked over “it seemed to be when Enid touched your armpi- oh, oh I see, ticklish?” Wednesday mischievously smirked “what? I’m lost!” Enid whined before Wednesday was still smirking while moving closer to you. Your face fading into a deeper red

“Well, she seemed to either giggle or jump whenever you touched her armpit so that leads me to believe she’s sensitive” wednesday stated causing you to shuffle in your place uncomfortably “sensit- oh! that’s adorable” enid said smiling at you.

“I don’t know what you guys are taking about” you said defensively. There was no way they just found out your secret. thoughts swarmed to your brain, desperately trying to find a solution. You saw how evil Wednesday was with tickling. Recently you had witness her wreck enid past years because enid had started blasting pop music. That couldn’t be you.

“Well I did just explain it to you” Wednesday said, still smirking. “Alow me to demonstrate what I mean!” She added before jabbing her black painted fingernails into your sides. Again, causing you to react with a squeal before jumping back “see” she said smugly.

“Nononononono, come on! It’s Christmas, it’s the season of giving!” You said backing up but they both stepped closer. “Exactly! So we’re giving you tickles!” Enid remarked before rapidly squeezing your sides. You fell back on your bed erupting into bright, bubbly giggles. Wednesday then decided to crawl on top of you. Sitting on your waistline before scribbling her trimmed nails across your stomach and enid sat next to you, poking at your sides.

You then exploded into loud heaps of helpless laughter “BAHAHHAHAHAHAH NOHO GEHEHET OOHOFFF!!” You complained, attempting to squirm. “I don’t think I will, consider this an extra Christmas gift” Wednesday teased “WEHEHEL DOHOES THIS OHONE COME WIHITH A REHECIET!” You shrieked, flailing about. “Hey! Don’t be rude!” Enid warned before using her wolf claws to scratch at your armpits “BAHAHAHAHAHAAH I CAHAHHAHHANNTT!!” You screamed as they just continued to mercilessly tickle you. They both didn’t plan on stopping any time soon so whether you liked it or not, you were going to be tickled past tears. it’s not like you were kicking up a fuss about it, or complaining. In fact you secretly enjoyed it. But there was no way you would ever admit that to anybody. Wednesday started to wiggled her fingers against your ribs. Evilly Smirking at your current state. “Come on, it’s just a bit of tickling there’s no need to be so dramatic” Wednesday snarkily commented. You felt a little heat rise to your cheeks after she said the dreaded t word. “And your going all pink!!” Enid observed, poking your cheek before working her way down to your knees. Squeezing at them. You then kicked out your legs while desperately trying to grab Wednesdays torturous hands. But her finger were to quick for you. Everytime you tried to grab her hands she would inch them further down your tummy. Closer and closer to your belly button. Causing your laughter to increase an octave with ever inch. Wednesday took note of this before teasingly swirling her finger around the rim of to ur belly button seeing you explode into hysterics “NOOHOHOOHOHHOHOHO OKAHAHHAHAY NOHOHOHOOT THEHEHEHHEHEREE!!!!” You pleaded. Although Wednesday wasn’t in the mood for showing any mercy. So she quickly and Methodicaly began scratching at your belly button, causing you to squeal, scream and thrash about. Meanwhile enid was going to town on your knees. Latching onto them and squeezing, before spidering her fingers just under them. You were just laying there. In a laughing fit with the overpowering tickly sensations buzzing through your whole body.

They didn’t stop untill they heard the door open

Surely enough it was bianca, yoko, xavier and ajax walking through “merry Christmas!” They said in unison as Wednesday and enid crawled of you to stand up and say hello.

You were still laying on the bed with a flushed face, watery eyes and still, quite giggles lingered in your voice

“Is y/n okay? What did you guys do?” Bianca asked clearly concerned. “Don’t worry, they was just receiving one of their Christmas gifts” Wednesday said with a hint of mischief in her tone

“Do we even wanna kn-“ Xavier mentioned before being interrupted by enid “tickles” she said and smiled causing your obvious blush to increase.

Eventually, you stood up from your bed and walked over to greet them with your hair slightly messed up, still watery eyes and extremely red cheeks “hey guys!” You said standing next to Wednesday

“Remind me never to get onto enids or Wednesdays bad side” bianca said causing everybody to smile, even Wednesday. (It was a Christmas miracle)

[44556678]

Wednesday: If you tell Enid this I will snap off your neck!

Xavier: Ok, what is the thing?

Wednesday: It is that Enid has the cutest laugh ever. I have a crush on her.

12 seconds later.

Enid: *Crying*

Wednesday: What's wrong Enid?

Enid: *sniffs* Nothing.

Wednesday: It must be something. You were just crying.

Enid: Oh no I was not crying I was just laughing.

Wednesday: Oh really?

Enid: Yes.

Wednesday: Can I hear more of it?

Enid: If I can find something funny.

Wednesday: *blows a monstrous raspberry on Enid's neck*

Enid: Pffffttttt haha hahaha hahaha!

Wednesday: You like that?

Enid: hahaha... Hahahahha... *sighs* I love you! *kisses Wednesday*

Wednesday: I love you too. My Ticklish Puppy! *blows another raspberry onto Enid's neck*

Enid: Wednesday hahahahahhahaha no Wens stop! Hahahahahhahaha haha haha hahaha haha hahaha hahaha haha. I can't take it! Haha hahaha hahaha hahahahahhahaha no more! No more! Hahahahahhahaha haha

Wednesday: *stops* I'll tickle you in the morning Ticklish Doggy!

Enid: *hugs Wednesday and kisses her* I love you Wednesday. I love you with all my heart!

Wednesday: I love you with all my soul! Enid!

Enid: *gets scared*

Wednesday: don't get scared! I'm here. Everything will be alright! I promise! *kisses Enid*

[nosecondivelived]

unsure if this has been done before, but anyways poly ftw

[scooter-ing]

ive been itching to actually say something about this, so like

idk man i just think its actually appalling how some people can't get it past their thick skulls that tyler/?? didnt care about wednesday. oh, "wednesday has tyler!" no she doesn't, he admitted to enjoying the brutal murder of multiple innocent people. and even if that isn't enough to get wednesday away from him, he literally hurt eugene and sent him into a coma?? she literally blamed herself for it!!!!!! and then he also hurt enid, who she has quite literally actively shown more care to rather than xavier or tyler. she didn't even touch him when she kissed him. she fucking ran away from him when she had the vision!! how thick headed can you be!! oh, "she said he was his type," it was a quip. she's talking about how she seems to attract dangerous people.

don't even get me started on xavier, that man is just so pathetic it's just beyond me lmao. the guy had the gall to actually continue to try to win her over, even AFTER she got him fucking arrested without remorse??? that's just so funny to me. bought her a whole ass iphone and everything. she asked him to the dance ONLY because she had ulterior motives relating to the hyde, and really didn't gaf when he found out. just resorted to more scouting w/ eugene for the night of the dance. and that scene where he asked bianca to make him forget about her... just Ew. like ew stop that. poor bianca.

i genuinely don't know how to express my feelings in relation this cause its just all so incoherent. like, isn't it obvious enough how much wednesday brushes off xavier and tyler?? like? so obvious? obvious enough that wednesday is actively upset and says that being alone doesn't fucking feel good? only when ENID leaves, and ENID gets mad at her, and she only hugs ENID, and tries to maneuver her language to not upset ENID!! (save for eugene) . it's just, ugh. like,,, ugh. how can you say that there's no chemistry. i just don't get it. "im not homophobic but its obvious that wednesday is straight" okay well shut up i think you just don't wanna see gay people in shows that you like (you're homophobic). and it's not even just that, there's so much more to back up wenclair than there is like, any other ship in this series.

i don't mean for this to be like actively directed at anyone btw, i'm just channeling my thoughts into a stupid tumblr.com text post because im angry and hyperfixating on a ship that i like. this is extremely incoherent im sorry u had to read this

[morgsticklee]

(WIP) Of Wednesday being tickled by thing. I can't wait to finish this piece.

[katkafe]

i still have pretty much nothing against xavier besides the fact that his whole deal came completely outta left field, but the fact that every wyler ship post i’ve seen has the most toxic and unhealthy ideas of a relationship. y’all need to take a step back and realize that, even by addams family standards (id even go as far as to say ESPECIALLY by addams standards), tyler is a terrible person and his relationship with wednesday was built around nothing but manipulation, he did not like her, he wanted to kill her because she was an outcast. and you cant even try to use the addams being ok with debbie in addams family values as proof that this would be possible, since the only reason the addams were ok with her is because fester was happy, in the end, they weren’t sad she was dead, they only pitied her for being so out of her mind and wanting to kill fester and the rest of them. so why would morticia and gomez look at this kid who tried to kill their daughter and say they’re just like them? it’s not like it made her happy that he tried to kill her, she wasn’t exactly charmed by that. a couple that hates each other and tries to kill each other is not cute, and the fact that so many of you see “love” and something wholesome in what would literally be an abusive and insanely toxic relationship is actually really concerning.

[letsdestroytheworld]

I hate how Wenclair shippers get called delusional even though there’s so much ground to base our ship in. Like I could do a whole ass presentation on it

Meanwhile there’s people shipping Wednesday x Tyler even though it’s canon that he never liked her and was only keeping an eye on her so he and Laurel could kill her later

……..

Yet somehow we’re the delusional ones I guess

[koala-fluff]

Here is the voted fic! Thank you all for your patience!

This took quite a while for I am dealing with writer's block, much like how Wednsday is in here.

I do hope you enjoy this ticklish!Wednesday fic (featuring evil Thing)!

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Attitude Fixing

Wednesday has writer's block and Thing is determined to make her admit why.

Wednesday was thankful for the break. She was.

Enid had decided, for the first time all semester, to have a sleepover with some of her other friends. She had moved over there as soon as their last class had ended. Wednesday had begrudgingly let the werewolf hug her goodbye.

She didn't care for the hug, nor that Enid wasn't there to interrupt her writing time. She wasn't fazed that Enid was gone instead of sending giggly texts on her side of the room. Neither was she concerned that Enid's insecent tickle attacks had stopped, letting her write in peace

And she definitely wasn't hitting a massive writer's block, rendering her unable to continue Viper's story.

Growling, she ripped the very nearly blank page from the typewriter, balled it up, and threw it across the room. It hit the wall and fell on top of the ever growing pile of crumpled paper.

She leaned her head against the desk and sighed. Writer's block wasn't unfamiliar to her. It was always a pain, but she'd always been able to work through it.

But this time… she just couldn't get her brain to work. She'd try to write, and the sentence would look wrong. Or the wording was wrong. Or it was just… wrong.

The feeling was infuriating.

A familiar scuttling made her raise her head. Thing climbed up the table and stood in front of her, looking between the typewriter and her.

What's wrong? He asked.

"There is nothing wrong." Wednesday huffed. "Just running into a small wall."

He looked at the pile of paper, then back to her. He tilted slightly. Small?

"Yes, small."

This hasn't happened all semester.

"Are you insinuating something?" Wednesday stood, glaring at him.

Unfazed, he continued to tap away. The only change is that Enid isn't here. Do you think-

Wednesday slammed her hand onto the desk. "I do not need her around to write! How dare you assume that!"

It's the only reason-

"You seem to have forgotten, but I need silence to write." Wednesday growled, turning her back on him. "Enid has nothing to do with this block."

She does! You have gotten used to her talking on the phone-

"Haven't!"

Scrolling through tiktoks without earphones-

"That habit is annoying and I do not enjoy it."

Even the many times she's tried to tickle you while you write-

"Thing!" Wednesday whipped around, her teeth clenched and a small dust of color on her cheeks. "I advise you to drop these falsehoods before I lock you in a drawer for the rest of the night."

Thing looked back at her dark eyes defiantly. If they are falsehoods, then why are you so worked up?

"I am not!" Wednesday crossed her arms, facing off against the offending appendage.

The two glared at each other, both too stubborn to back down. Thing continued to stare as he slowly tapped out a single sentence.

I don't like your attitude, Addams.

Wednesday's eyes widened and she took a single step back. "Don't. You. Dare."

I won't, if you admit that you miss Enid during your writing time.

Wednesday looked at the hand. She shifted in her stance, but didn't say anything.

Thing waited patiently, well aware that she would never admit such a thing to anyone.

Not unless someone made her.

Much to her denial, Wednesday shrieked as Thing jumped off the table and ran at her. She bolted, kicking the pile of paper into his way.

The distraction barely slowed him down as he chased the girl round the room. It took no time for her to be cornered in front of her bed. Thing stopped in front of her, eerily frozen.

"Thing, no!" She said slowly, her eyes searching desperately for a way out.

Admit it. He ordered, creeping forward slowly.

Her face hardened, the panic slipping away as she found a small string of confidence. "No. I will not admit something that is not true."

If hands could sigh, Thing probably did. Your choice.

He skittered forward, climbing up her leg in seconds. Her small dose of confidence slipped away as he paused to squeeze her knee.

"Thing!" She grunted, kicking her leg as tiny shocks ran up it. "Let go!" She reached down to pull him off, but, much to her horror, he latched onto her arm instead.

A weird mix of a yelp and a squeak left her mouth as he gently scratched at her forearm. She bit the inside of her cheek as a smile forced itself on her face.

She shook her arm and stepped back, hoping to throw him off. The only problem, there was nowhere to back away.

She yelped in shock as her legs hit the bed. Thing held on as she fell back, flailing only a small bit.

As soon as he recovered, Thing crawled up her arm and poked at her neck. Her eyes widened as her breath hitched. She reached up to push him away, but that's what he was counting on.

Immediately after she batted at him, he bolted down to her exposed ribs and squeezed. She jolted and definitely didn't snort.

"Thing, stop!" She spluttered, turning onto her side and trying to pull him away. She could feel the laughter travel up her throat and she closed her eyes.

Of course, he didn't listen. Instead, he found that spot.

Wednesday instantly burst into laughter as he pinched at the back of her ribs. She rolled over, almost squishing him.

"Thihihing!" She arched her back as he spread his fingers to scratch at her entire side. "Plehehease!"

He didn't reply, completely occupied with pulling the awkward laughter from her lungs. She thrashed on the bed, messing up her normally perfect bedsheets.

But, despite the chaotic reaction, she was able to restrain some of her laughter. Sure, she was laughing, but it wasn't her laugh.

That just wouldn't do.

Thing paused and she gasped for breath. She fell still, her limbs heavy as lead. She was about to sit up when Thing crawled under her shirt.

She froze, her breath hitching. "Thing, dohoHOHON'T!"

There it was.

She cackled and curled into herself as he scribbled against her bare stomach and sides. Under normal circumstances, she would've easily caught him, but with the laughter Draining the energy out of her body, she could barely move as it was.

"IHI WIHIHILL RIHIP OFF YOHOUR FINGERS!" She shrieked, clawing at her shirt.

If you have energy to threaten my life. Thing signed, making sure to keep his touch light so as to keep tormenting the young Addams. Then you have energy to be tickled.

Whatever insults or curses she planned to say died on her lips as he scratched at the back of her ribs again. She lurched then fell limp, her brain short circuiting by the overwhelming feeling. She only had enough brain cells to cover her face with her arm, her laughter muffling only slightly.

Thing stopped as soon as her laughter turned into wheezing. He carefully dragged himself over to sit next to her blocked face. He stood there, waiting patiently for her to look at him.

It only took her a few moments to recover before she put her arm down and turned to glare at the awful appendage. It would've been her scariest look yet, if it weren't for the slight color on her cheeks and the slight upturn of her lips.

Admit. It. Thing tapped out, standing his ground.

"No." She sneered, her voice hoarse.

He fluttered his fingers against her neck. She cringed away immediately. Her eyes widened as she saw him start to crawl back towards her ribs.

"Fine, I yield!" She yelped, quickly covering her abdomen. "I'll admit it, you loathsome beast!"

He stopped and waited. She sighed and carefully sat up, her head spinning only a little bit.

"I may or may not…" She hesitated, glancing at Thing. "Miss Enid… a little bit."

And? He signed, obviously smug in his win.

She swallowed her pride, glaring at the floor. "And I need her infernal racket in order to write."

Aaaand?

She whipped around. "There is nothing else, you blasted child of a deformed goat!"

Is there, though? He tapped out, creeping closer. You just have to admit that you enjoy it when she tick-

Wednesday lunged. Thing hopped back, barely dodging her grasp. He seemed to realize that his immunity had run out as she lunged at him again.

He leapt off the bed and ran for Enid's plushie pile. Wednesday was quick to follow.

"Get back here!" She growled, sliding in his way.

She tried to grab him, but he skittered past and dove into the plushies. She huffed and went after him.

"You can't get away from me, Thing!" She tossed a small elephant behind her. "We Addams are relentless!"

Thing dodged her hands and tossed a pink cat into her face. She shook her head and crushed him with a soft panda. He wriggled out and tossed another cat at her.

Both of them froze as the door to the dorm creaked open. Wednesday scrambled stand up and turned around, ready to curse whoever thought it was a great idea to enter her room unannounced.

Enid stood there, her eyes wide as saucers. Her jaw was dropped as she took in the state of their shared room.

There was crumpled up paper all over the floor along with many of her plushies. Her roommate's usually neat bed was fussed up, the blanket hanging halfway off and one of the pillows laying on the floor. Wednesday's desk chair was knocked over on the floor.

As for Wednesday herself, she stood in front of the ruined pile of plushies, a poodle gripped in her hand. Her shirt was untucked and her hair was slightly undone. She was panting heavily and her cheeks were red as her glare morphed into shock.

Thing slowly crawled out of the pile and darted across the floor and out the window, closing it behind him. Neither girl reacted to this as they stared at each other.

"I forgot my nail polish…" Enid whispered, slowly closing the door behind her. "What in the world happened here?"

Wednesday opened her mouth, looked at the chaos, and closed it again. She dropped the poodle and brushed off her skirt, trying to retain some shred of dignity.

"Thing and I had a… disagreement." She answered, folding her arms.

"Oh, no no." Enid scoffed, shaking her head. "I've seen you two have many disagreements. This was something completely different!"

"We had a heated argument?" Wednesday mended, watching as the werewolf grabbed the nail polish from her night table.

"What kind of 'argument' would make you look like… that?" Enid gestured to her roommate's attire. "You're usually so put together."

Thing tapped at the window, drawing both girls' attention. I tickled her cause she was being rude. He signed, quickly skittering away as soon as he finished his statement.

"He, what!?" Enid gasped, turning to her roomate. "I thought you were 'strong against such playful attacks'?" She quoted, grinning.

Wednesday's face flushed a slight bit more. "Yes, well, he has known me for quite some time, ergo he knows my weaknesses." She spoke in a rush, grabbing Enid's wrist. "Now why don't you-" She dragged her roommate to the door and opened it. "-return to your sleepover and forget any of this ever happened."

"Now, hold on-" Enid yelped as she was shoved out the door. "My plushies-"

"I will clean up our room." Wednesday interrupted. "Now, do not speak to any of your friends about this or I will tickle you all night long. Goodbye. Enid."

The door closed, leaving Enid flabbergasted and slightly flustered on the other side. She debated going back in, but decided against it.

She would tickle Wednesday eventually. Just not tonight.

First, she'd need to somehow convince Thing to reveal Wednesday's secrets…

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Technically, this fic is based right before An Artists Question. Weird, huh?

Anyway, I do hope you guys enjoy this and I will try to free myself from the throes of writer's block to create more content!

Have a fabulous day/night and pray for Thing. He is probably going to need it...

[lopsicle]

Okay this is going to be a really late fic but I wanted to get out a Christmas themed one before January. Also, this is a sequel to the last fic I wrote, ‘Smiles of Laughter’.

Tangled up

Characters: Lee! Enid, ler! Wednesday

Warnings: Tickle fic,

‘Ah! Thing! Be careful with that!’ Enid reminded the hand as he shakily placed a gold and black star on the top of the Christmas tree. Enid has always been a fan of Christmas, she didn’t really understand how it was possible to hate it; it was so fun for her. Though, it could be hard due to her family, but she was going to ensure her first Christmas at Nevermore was a good one for herself, and others. She already had some neatly wrapped gifts on her bed for some of her friends, and had decorated her side of the room. You could barely see the wall through the sheer amount of tinsil she had layered in it. Enid figured it would be best to not decorate Wednesday’s side of the room, with one exception. In the dead middle of the room was a fairly sized Christmas tree, the side that was facing Enid was covered with traditional, vibrant decorations, like baubles and lights, while Wednesday’s side had some more, one may say, gothic decorations. Spider webs, black bats, it was tough to find things like this, but Enid managed.

At the moment, Thing was struggling to keep his balance at the top of the newly decorated tree. He was holding a star behind his index finger and his thumb since Enid could barely reach up there and figured using Thing would be easier, but it was not. ‘Okay, okay, here, I’ll do it,’ she offered, letting the appendage fall into her hand before placing him onto the floor. She stood on her tip toes, facing the tree as she reached her arms. She blindly felt her hands the top of the tree, the leaves blinding her sight before she finally managed to connect the star. She gave a small hum of pride, turning herself around and trying to walk away from the her work to look at it, but she felt something tugging at her arms. She tilted her head back, and found that her left arm was tangled up in one of the cords to her bright red lights, while her right hand was pinned underneath one of the fake cobwebs. She tried pushing her arms against them, or sliding them out from underneath the decorations, but those didn’t work. ‘Hm, Thing, could you give me a ha-?’ Midway through her sentence, she saw the door to her room silently open.

She took in a small gasp as she watched Wednesday enter the room. She paused as she closed the door, examining the changes to the room cautiously, before turning her attention to Enid. ‘Is this some kind of joke where your meant to be the gift under the tree?’ She tried to make sense of the scene in her room. Enid looked around nervously, not spotting Thing anyway before turning back to Wednesday. ‘N-no, I-I just..I wanted to have a good Christmas here, so I tried to decorate the room, but I wasn’t sure if you were gonna like it, so I tried to find things that seemed more in your style, and then I got tangled up on the tree!’ She blurted out, before looking cautiously to the side. ‘Do you..do you like them?’ Enid asked, her voice a bit shaky. Wednesday peered over and spotted the decorations her roommate had gotten for her. They weren’t that evasive on her space either. ‘I think they’re fitting and you put time into them,’ she nodded at the werewolf, who immediately had a wide smile appear on her face. Her tail swished around, brushes against the leaves of the tree. ‘Oh, so you do like them!’ She confirmed, with a rather smug expression. ‘Don’t push yourself, Sinclair,’ Wednesday reminded her, staring at the lights that were wrapped around her arm. ‘Do you want me to get you out of here or not?’ She offered her. Enid rolled her eyes and leaned back into the tree slightly, pushing the branches out of her way. ‘No, I was planning on staying here,’ she retorted with a small smirk, which Wednesday nodded at. ‘If you insist,’ she stated bluntly, as she began walking towards her bed. Enid rolled her eyes and turned her head towards the girl. ‘Come on, you know I was joking!’ She called out, which Wednesday’s eyes slightly softened at. Luckily, no one saw that apart from Thing.

‘Alright, let’s see, how badly did you get yourself tangled up?’ The girl asked, but it was more to herself. She first examined the lights around her left arm, considering it would probably be easier to free her from the cobweb later. She saw the beginning of the light cord was wrapped near the girl’s underarms. ‘I’ll just loosen that for you..’ she muttered, moving her hands near her armpits, brushing her nail passed it as she gently grasped the cord. The action, however, caused Enid to flinch back, which caused Wednesday to pause as she looked up at her, expecting a response. ‘O-oh, that was nothing, sorry!’ She said, a bit too quickly as Wednesday raised an eyebrow. ‘It didn’t seem like nothing,’ she argued, tapping her pinkie finger against the girl’s armpit, a slow, annoying repeated motion. Enid wasn’t a stranger to tickling, she grew up with nearly a dozen older brothers, of course she was a victim of tickle attacks. But this time seemed different, it was Wednesday doing it. Wednesday Addams was trying to tickle her, and it wasn’t that part that was shocking to Enid. It was the excitement bubbling up inside of her from it, she never remembered liking tickles before this, maybe it was the fact that her roommate was the one doing it. Despite being tickled nearly her whole life, she never got better at hiding her reactions and a toothy smile curled onto her face. ‘Oh, sensitive?’ Wednesday asked, in an unusually soft, almost teasing tone. Nervous butterflies shot all around Enid’s heart as she heard the words exit Wednesday’s lips. She couldn’t help but let a few giggles slip as she squirmed around a bit more. ‘Wehehehednessay!’ She giggled, her cheeks turning the tiniest bit pink.

Wednesday was more then delighted with this new discovery, though she’d never admit it out loud. ‘It seems someone’s a bit ticklish,’ she observed, tracing her hand down from her armpit to her ribs freely as she began digging her fingers into them. This got more of a reaction out of Enid as the werewolf was practically jumping with laughter. ‘ *squeal* Wehehehehednesday, ihahahaahahahaht tihahahahahahackles!’ She stated, wiggling from side to side as her head shook around frantically. ‘Oh, really? I didn’t notice,’ Wednesday said, truthfully she was only doing this because just a couple nights ago, Enid had tickled her to see her smile, and she figured this would be a suitable punishment of sorts. ‘S-shuhahahahaut uhahahaahp!’ Enid ordered, pressing her eyes shut as her face was only getting redder and redder at Wednesday’s surprisingly effective teasing. ‘What was that?’ Wednesday asked, as her nails suddenly dug into Enid’s stomach. This really set the girl off as she began squirming more and more. Her laughter got louder as her feet were practically pounding against the ground with her kicking. An interesting thing that Wednesday could note though, was that the girl’s tail was swishing merrily from side to side against the branches of the tree. ‘I-ihahaahahahahahahaaht wahahahahaahahAHAHAHAAHahahs nahahahaahahahahahthing, ihahaahahahahaahha’m sahahahaahahahahaahahrry!’ She apologised, bouncing around on the spot.

‘Hm, if I didn’t know better, I’d say your enjoying this right now,’ Wednesday flatly stated, moving her dexterous fingers more quickly and randomly against Enid’s sensitive tummy, giving her no time to get used to the sensations. The werewolf’s eyes widened at Wednesday’s words and began squirming around more vigorously. ‘W-whahahahaahahahahaht?!’ She practically screamed out, her face entirely red as she tried to hide her blushing cheeks in her shoulders. ‘Yes, you’ve not asked me to stop once and your tail has been wagging for a while now,’ Wednesday stated once again, looking up at Enid, who had turned her face away from her. ‘Shuahahhahahahahaut uhahahahahp!’ Enid said in an almost whiny tone, kicking her legs in Wednesday’s direction. The goth had no problem is grabbing the girl’s left calve, which she then traced her hand down so she had a firm grasp on her ankle.

‘That’s wasn’t very smart now,’ she said, digging her nails into the girl’s socked sole. ‘Was it?’ She added. Enid couldn’t really squirm around that much anymore, only wiggle and twitch whenever Wednesday’s fingers grazed a particularly sensitive spot. Her blush had calmed down a lot by now. Enid definitely preferred the much lighter tickling that she was enduring, and her roommate liked the calmer giggles that was filling the room. She kept tracing her fingers around the girl’s arches, watching her jolt upwards and take in a sharp inhale every now and then. ‘You had this coming, you know,’ Wednesday broke the silence, pinching the girl’s heels lightly. ‘Whahahat do you mehahaahn?’ Enid asked, tilting her head towards her. ‘Last week, you tickled me with Thing, so it was only natural I’d get revenge,’ she explained. ‘Ahahahaha cahahahahame on, I hahahahaahd a gahahahaahahd reahahaahason!’ She persisted with a smile, trying to tug at her ankle now, to no avail. ‘Hm, you had a reason, it wasn’t a good one though,’ Wednesday argued back. ‘Ihahahaahaht whaahahahahs, yohhahahahau shouhaahahahaahahld smihahaahahahahahale more!’ She said with a somewhat cheerful tone under her laughter. Without warning, Wednesdays hands raises to Enid’s sides as she began rapidly squeezing them, causing the tangled up one to began bouncing and jerking her arms with each squeeze as she barked with laughter. ‘If you don’t take that back, you’re going to end up passed out on the floor by the end of this,’ Wednesday warned her. ‘Ahahahahaahahahahakay, ahahahaahahahahkay, ihahaahahahahaha’m shaahahahahahaahahahahaharry, I tahahahahaahahahahahahhaahke ihahaahahahahaahahahaht bahaahahahahaahck!’

Wednesday huffed slightly, pulling her hands away and letting the girl catch her breath. Enid tilted her face up to look at Wednesday, a playful glint in her eyes. ‘You’re so cruel!’ She said with a halfhearted smile, which Wednesday found somewhat adorable. ‘If I was cruel, I would leave you in there for the rest of the night,’ Wednesday stated, gently grasping the light around Enid’s arm so she wouldn’t break it and loosening it just enough so the werewolf could slip out of it. She then pulled back the cobweb for her, freeing Enid from the festive prison. The girl gave her a thank you, and stretched out her arms. Wednesday took a step back, and looked at the tree once more.

‘You were right.’

‘About what? The fact that you should smile more?’

‘No. The tree. It does look nice.’

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Enid (In Werewolf form) tickles Wednesday

Summary: Wednesday takes a walk in the nearby woods at night, but stumbles upon Enid and some unpredictable events ahead.

Warning: Tickles, Fluff, Really short.

Ler! Enid, Lee! Wednesday.

Wednesday was enjoying her walk in the woods and begins to enjoy it a bit more when Enid shows up "Oh, hi Enid." Wednesday said. She didn't find it surprising. After all Enid did wolf out on this night. She was just hoping that Enid wouldn't mistake her best friend as a tasty snack. Lucky for both of them, she didn't.

After some more time passed Enid began cuddling with Wednesday and doing other various things that Wednesday either loved or hated. But the thing that really surprised her is when Enid began licking Wednesday, making the goth girl jump at the sudden touch and snort while moving away.

After some time Enid remembered how ticklish Wednesday was, and that's probably why she was jumping and moving so much. So Enid just decided to dig her big cold werewolf nose into Wednesday's pale ticklish stomach. "Hahaha!!" Wednesday laughed as the strong, tickly sensation kept smearing throughout her whole body. "Haha! Enid stop!"

After hearing Wednesday's pleading for a long time now Enid started slowing a little bit, making Wednesday try and use the opportunity to push Enid off, but failing miserably in the process. No wonder she couldn't do it. Enid was bigger than her in general, not just as a Werewolf, but also as a person. So it wasn't to surprising to see that she couldn't exactly do it. Sorry Wednesday.

Eventually Enid saw that Wednesday was about to pass out, pee her pants, die, or in other words just close to her breaking point. So Enid stopped tickling Wednesday and continued on her hunt.

The next day where both of them woke up on their own bed in their shared dorm, Enid ran up to Wednesday excitedly and said in that adorable sing song voice. "I loved the tickle fest we had last night!" But Wednesday wasn't having that. But she was having this. "Come here Enid!" Wednesday said.

"What are you doing? Go away!"

Wednesday and Enid:

[blushyeleven]

Merry Christmas!! And yes, this fic idea is inspired by the TikTok trend but it was to funny to pass up and I had no better ideas so😭 anyways, have a good day everyone!

characters: ler!wednesday, lee!y/n

warnings: tickles

𝓐𝓵𝓵 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓒𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓶𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾

The snow was delicately falling outside, covering nevermore in a thick white sheet. It was the night before christmas and you already had your first suprise planned for your girlfriend, Wednesday. She already strictly told you “no surprises” and made it very clear that she didn’t want any presents.. but this was something you didn’t think she could refuse.

Wednesay was out for the evening.. doing god knows what but you were actually waiting for this moment. Waiting patiently for her to leave so your plan could take action. As soon as the oak wooden door shut you leapt off your bed and scurried to the rapping paper, scissors and cello tape. You recently saw this trend on TikTok and you knew you had to try it. So you stood at your standing mirror and began rapping yourself in the festive paper like a mummy. You first started by wrapping your torso. This was a two person job if you were being honest but you had to work with the things you had.. and that was yourself.

You began slicing the cello tape and precisely sticking it to yourself as soon enough you were practically smothered in red and green paper.. as if it was a dress. You also topped it off with a red bow ontop of your head. Feeling quite proud of yourself and the masterpiece that you had crafted you then placed yourself infront of the christmas tree that was standing in the center of your dorm room (which took a lot of effort but Wednesday reluctantly agreed to it) and you patiently waited for your girlfriend to walk in and see her surprise.

After a few long moments of waiting you heard the door open “I’m back” she said walking in and spotting you immediately. You had the biggest smile plastered across your face as she looked at a loss for words. Confused but also amused. “what.. what is this?” she asked with furrowed eyebrows and you swore you could see a slight upcurve on her lips. “I’m your present” you said, trying desperately to swallow the stupid giggles forming. “how did you.. I.. oh my god y/n” the raven had no idea what to say. As she stood a few feet in front of you. Completely puzzled on what to do or how to even react. Meanwhile you were still sat there giggling to yourself at her complete shock and confusion. “I’m guessing this is the fault of your stupid social media apps..” she was clearly becoming more amused at the situation and how ridiculous it all was. “yup!” You nodded, stating proudly.

“and how exactly do you plan to get out of that?” she asked with a raised brow, still standing in front of you. you didn’t exactly know how to answer that.. you didn’t plan this far. “I.. uhm.. help?” You asked with a small and hopeful smile to which the goth let out an audible sigh. If Wednesday ever showed any emotions you could tell she’d be smiling right now..

“stand up” she ordered with a small smirk to which you tried.. but the wrapping paper that was clutched to you was making it very difficult to bend your knees. Wednesday just rolled her eyes playfully and offered you a hand which you politely accepted and stood up. “Where are the scissors?” She asked with a slight tinge of ‘annoyance’ (amusement) in her tone. The question made your eyes go wide “uhh.. I actually don’t know..” you giggled nervously seeing the raven roll her eyes. “okay.. I’ll just tear you out of it then” she replied with a small but noticeable smirk before taking a few steps closer and began searching for the best place to tear from. Since the paper had multiple layers and was practically covering ever inch of your body she was finding it difficult to know we’re to start. Until she found a loose area on your sides to which she moved her hand to pinch it; her fingers accidentally brushing against your side. This small movement caused you to lean away with a small squeak before biting your lip. Wedneday just looked up at you with a quirked brow.. clearly expecting for an answer. “uh.. sorry” was the best you could say before she carried on attempting to rip the wrapping paper off. She managed to pull a chunk off and threw it to the floor as it fell elegantly. She then grabbed the end of where the last bit of paper was torn off from and that was your stomach. But as she tried to grab it you felt a single finger prod into stomach to which you instinctively sucked your stomach in, stepped back a little and made a small gasp. Wednesday then stopped again to look up at you.

“something wrong?” she asked as emotionless and monotone as always. “n-nope!” you replied, avoiding her eye contact and thought it would be best to look at the floor instead of at her burning gaze. “are you sure because it looks like your having a hard time trying to stay still” she stated.. again.. expecting an explanation from you. “sorry I-.. it’s nothing” you tried to act like it was nothing but your cheeks had matched the colour of the red glittery bauble behind you. “if you say so” she said before still managing to tear off the paper a chunk at a time.. seeming as you did so many layers of cello tape to make sure it was secure enough.

As she was doing so.. every now and again she’s feel you shuffle around with either a small squeak or a gasp before she finally got the explanation she needed behind your strange behaviour. Although, she didn’t think to mention it.. just yet. But after a while of you wiggling in your spot and a few sharp noises Wednesday finally spoke up “will you stop squirming so I can get you out of this thing?” she requested. Well it was more of a demand. “I’m trying!” You countered.. but even still at the smallest of touches you would lean away and take a step in the opposite direction.

“you know what.. this isn’t working. New plan.. I’m tickling you until you manage to free yourself” Wednesday had a sinister smirk plastered on her face as she watched your eyes widen “w-what?” you said, your cheeks so red they were practically glowing. “you heard me” the goth replied and wasted no more time before she tasered her fingers into both of your sides, earning a ear-ringing, piercing shriek from you followed by the sounds of your own bubbly giggles. “nohoho!! dohohonttt!” you started squirming on the spot and desperately trying to break yourself out of your own trap. “to late, this is more entertaining then trying to tear it off of you manually anyways”she teased seeing you in your giggle fit. “bahahahhahaha nahahahhahaha!! plehehehheasee!!”

wednesay then moved spots, her hand positioned in a claw like shape into your stomach before using her fingers to rapidly scribble at the sensitive spot. She had to make sure to put a little more pressure on your stomach so you could feel the tickles under the paper which her fingers were just currently gliding across. Your squeaky laughter was bouncing off the walls as you couldn’t even escape Wednesdays evil fingers which stayed in its place, scribbling at your stomach. “ehehehhe nohohoho stahahahppp!” You tried to plead but your giggles were to jumbled in with your speak it almost made you incoherent.

“hm, no” wednesay stated, still with her smirk. Clearly getting great enjoyment out of this. “I’m going easy on you, you should by grateful” she added. you blushed at this seeming as she wasn’t completely wrecking you.. but even still it was enough to drive the laughter out of you. You also couldn’t stop the beaming smile that was spread across your face.. which was obviously a clear indication to Wednesday that you were getting a sense of enjoyment out of it aswell. “ahahaha thihis ihisnt fahahairrr!” You whined as you were practically stuck in one spot as you tried to squirm yourself out of the wrapping paper. “this is fair.. don’t act like your also not enjoying this” wedneday observed, her face was back to mutual.. which somehow made the comments and teases more flustering.

“I ahaham nohohottt!” You attempted to protest. There was no way you could let your girlfriend know that you enjoyed it.. she wasn’t even meant to find out you where ticklish because you saw how evil she was with it. “oh? your not? Then what’s that smile all about?” She asked ‘innocently’ but she knew what she was doing.. ofcourse she did. “shuhut uhuppp!!” you whined again, your brain was to scrambled to think of any decent comebacks or complaints at this point. Your mind and thoughts were all mush as the only thing you could focus on was the sensation coursing through your body.

Wednesday then moved her hands to a new location; your ribs. Not knowing that this would be the cause of your laughter to raise a few octaves and cause you to practically explode. “WAHAHAIT- NOHO! COHOME OHON!” You tried to bat at her hands but they dodged you with ease, it was useless. She was to quick for you. I mean, she was trained in ways to torture people. Unluckily (or luckily) for you.. one of them was tickling. So since she was so skilled she effectively and efficiently knew how to tickle you. “bad spot?” She rhetorically asked. It was such a simple question yet it was also so flustering. “YEHEHEESS!!” although this motivated Wednesday to carry on, spidering and clawing her fingers into your ribs as she watched your rather amusing reactions.

She was just scratching and scraping at your ribs as your laughter eoched and reached a new level of high to the point where it was practically silent with a few breaks of squeaks in it. “I CAHAHANTTT!!” you called out, your face turning into a deeper shade of scarlet. “okay your being dramatic.. your acting as if I’m killing you” “YOHOHOU AHARE!” You snapped back before desperately trying to wiggle out of the paper.

And just as it almost seemed impossible, all of your squirming caused a direct tear right down in the middle of the paper to which your hands desperately scrambled to tear it off and freezing yourself. Just as you did this Wednesday stopped with a small up-curve of her lips, seemingly impressed.

“well finally, I was beginning to think you weren’t even trying to free yourself because you just wanted me to keep tickling you” the goth stayed with a more teasy smirk as she walked of to sit at her desk for her writing time.

While you were just left standing there, a flustered mess.

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Wednesday Being a tickle monster for 4 chapters straight. Look at the bottom,

Wednesday x y/n:

"Come here y/n" Wednesday said as you came closer. Every step you took was like 1 1/2 inches. Not that short. But not long either. As Wednesday saw you take your final steps she pounced on you and blew raspberries into your bellybutton at full force. (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA) You laughed until you passed out.

Wenclair tickles:

Enid was just on her couch. Wednesday was not at her typewriter this time. She was giving her GF a mysterious & mischievous look. "What are you doing Wednesday?" Enid asked the goth girl who was already stepping closer and closer to her. "What are you doing?" "Oh you'll see" Wednesday already had the ticklish little wolf to the ground and started tickling her sides. "Wenssssssssss! Hahahahahhahaha cut it out!" Enid begged persistently for mercy but it had yet to come. Wednesday was already in her tickle monster form as Enid was just watching in terror at what she was about to do. "Please don't do it Wednesday please!" Enid begged. "Too late My Ticklish Puppy!" Wednesday said as Enid had her fate coming already. "*sighs* Enid sighed as Wednesday was already on her worst spot. " HAHAAHAHAHA WEDNESDAY NOO! HAHA HAHAHA HAHAHA IM GONNA DIE!" Enid said as Wednesday was clawing and scratching at her chest. "Ok Enid. Now are you ready to tell me where it went?" Wednesday asked. Enid pretended she didn't know what she talking about. "HAHA HA WHERE WHAT WENT? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Enid said as Wednesday began to tickle harder and faster at her disobedience. "My last novel!" Wednesday said and Enid then gave out the truth. "I JUST THOUGHT HAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT IT WAS KINDA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH INTERESTING!! HAHAHA HAHAHA HAHA! SO I STARTED READING IT!" Enid said. Wednesday then figured where it was and found it under her pillow. After putting it back where it belonged she decided to get Enid again for lying to her.

Wednesday tickles Xavier and Eugene

"Hello Xavier, hello Eugene." Wednesday greeted them very strangely. "Remember what happened yesterday? *locks all exits and entries* Now you two can tell what it feels like." Wednesday said. The two of them tried to run but eventually got trapped by her black manicured nails and her vengeful spirit. Before the two of them could even say anything they both got tickled by her. But not just her. It was her and her vengeful spirit and her sickingly cute and effective form of tickling. They both laughed their heads off and begged for mercy. Wednesday just kept tickling them until it was time for typing.

Wednesday tickles Enid:

"Hello Enid" Wednesday greeted her with a soft tone and a light tickle on the shoulder. But one light tickle turned into a dark and hard tickle. Made her laugh on and on. But Wednesday didn't stop until she got that thing she wanted. (It was a kiss she wanted)

Should I make any of these a real FanFic? Or should a make a post where Wednesday is the one being ticklish? Or should I do both? Let me know in the comments below. But anyway thank you so much for reading and I will see you next time! Bye Bye!

Wednesday: Come dance with me Enid.

Enid: With pleasure.

I can see them coming closer.

Enid: *Hugs Wednesday*

Wednesday: ...

Enid: uhh well

Wednesday: *Kisses Enid* I love you 💖

[raine-or-shine]

outside the box

✩summary: wednesday’s writers block has left her irritation more prominent than usual, but enid and thing are quick to notice—and quick to help

✩characters: lee!wednesday, ler!enid (wenclair)

✩word count: 1.6k

✩warnings: This is a tickle fic, if that’s not your thing, scroll <3

“There! You’re all done!” 

A few thumps of glee, and the appendage flexed its fingers, giving a thumbs up. Enid clapped her hands together with a prideful grin at her latest achievement. After some convincing, Thing’s nails now glimmered with a glossy coat of charcoal polish. Tapping a few fingers together, it then waved around, and Enid nodded with a smile, “Well yeah, it’ll take a few more minutes to dry, but you look amazing!” 

The door creaked open, and the severed hand spun around, hopping up and down with glee to greet Wednesday, who simply looked it up and down as she approached Enid’s bed. “Hmm. It’s a new look, for sure. Maybe it’ll stick after a week.” Thing only waved a few fingers, before tapping Enid’s hand followed by a thankful snap. 

“Glad I could help! You look fantastic, don’t worry.” She assured, and they exchanged fist bumps before Wednesday cleared her throat, making her way over to her desk. “I see you and Thing are getting along nicely.” 

“Yup! We’ve had a few heart-to-hearts, and I learned how much he needed some reimagination for himself—sooo, that’s the nails!” She hopped to her feet, her tail flicking to the side as she tried to get a glance at Wednesday’s expression, but as usual remained blankly concentrated on her next task. She sat to continue her writing, the steady stream of clicks from the typewriter now filling the room. But as soon as they had started, they ended, Wednesday squeezing her eyes shut with a sigh, Thing climbing up her desk and drumming a few fingers against the wooden top. 

“I’m fine.” Wednesday mumbled, her eyes opening to an unconvinced finger wag from the appendage, and Enid's brow furrowing in confusion. “He’s right, you’ve been acting weird—well, weirder than usual.” Wednesday turned her gaze to meet Enid’s, the girl's ears perked in curiosity. 

“I’m stuck.” The discouraged air to her voice only proved her sincerity, as she pushed her chair back with a constrained creak against the wooden planks below them. Enid’s mind remained at a standstill for a few seconds, blinking before raising an eyebrow, “Writer’s block?” Wednesday gave a silent nod, frustration evident with an exhale. Enid folded her arms in thought, pacing over back to her side of the room. “Wait wait—what always helps me when I’m bored—”

“…Boredom is not the same thing as writer’s block—”

“Well I know that, but they’re both unavoidable states of frustration right? In this case, like a block of your creative flow!” Thinking out loud at this point, her tail flicks only confirming her concentration as she paced about. Also joining the determined effort to help, Thing hopped down from the tabletop, scampering over to the foot of Enid’s bed, where she now sat. It extended an index finger, and Enid’s ears perked up once again, her eyes now wide with resolution. “That’s it—Wednesday!”

The other lifted her head in response, awaiting Enid’s words. “Try to think outside the box…trapping yourself in a box of what you want to write about can limit your ability to write or think!” A few lengthy moments of silence, now wondering if she’d even heard her, caused her brow to furrow as she rose to her feet again. “...Wednesday?”

Her voice fell on deaf ears, as the other only remained silent, eyes glued to the typewriter. Enid’s ears fell, her eyes now focused directly on her, as she gradually made her way over to the desk. Thing wasn’t far behind, even crawling up the legs of the chair to rest on its top. Wednesday was either deep in thought, or didn’t care enough to respond to either of them. It wasn’t entirely out of the ordinary, but Enid found her eagerness to help fend off the writer's block that plagued her partner more defining than a simple zoning out. 

Thing patience however, was immune to Wednesday’s apathy. Her surprised jolt from a swift poke to her side had brought her back to reality, feeling her cheeks reddening as she inhaled sharply. “Do that again and you’ll lose a finger.” The vexed tone in her voice only made Thing hop down from his pedestal to the floor, while Wednesday still attempted a look of irritation, which was almost ruined by the red hue making itself more visible by the moment. Enid couldn’t help but notice as much, her ears perking up with a glimmer of mischief in her eyes. She was blushing? Oh, this was too good. 

“Oh my god—Wednesday, are you ticklish?!” Her face lit up with a wide grin, the excitement of a puppy strongly resembled through her now swishing tail. Thing’s fingers drumming against the floor somehow was enough of an expression for Enid to pick up on, Wednesday quickly rising to her feet, “The last person to tickle me lost a finger. Try me.” She uttered, her composure slowly slipping away as Enid rocked from side to side with that shit-eating grin, a strategy clearly brewing. “Mhm, like that time you were also going to smother me in my sleep? Bury my snood in the graveyard?” 

Wednesday swallowed dryly, blinking in response as she slowly backed a few steps back. The giggles from Enid were enough to convince her of her fate, her heart skipping a beat when she placed Thing atop her shoulder. “What it sounds like to me is that you have quite a few empty threats, wouldn’t you say?” Still at a loss for words, Wednesday didn’t know what to do besides remain standing. Making a run for it surely wouldn’t end well—the last thing she wanted was for anyone else to see what fate would possibly await her. 

“I’m not.” She finally managed after a minute, startling herself with her sudden difficulty with making eye contact. “…ticklish, I mean.” She clarified with a slight furrow of her brow, realizing the need to clarify when Enid’s head cocked to the side in confusion briefly. What a feeling, a very odd one at that, she couldn’t recognize at all. It was like butterflies in her stomach but, why wasn’t she anxious? Why was she intrigued? 

Before she could finish that thought, Thing’s fingers drumming against her sides had her preoccupied with a lip bite, swallowing back any giggles that threatened to make an appearance as she crumpled to the floor. Afraid if she spoke she’d lose composure, she swatted at her companion with furrowed brow. Enid only skipped over not long after, giggling as she gave some quick squeezes to her sides, her face lighting up when Wednesday’s lips quivered into a faint smile. 

“Well, I seem to still have all ten of my fingers—and you seem like you might be ticklish.” Enid’s words only earned a death glare from the other, but it quickly crumbled away with the sudden prodding up her ribs from the appendage, replaced with a wide grin, giggles following close behind. Enid couldn’t help but gush over her reactions, her eyes lighting up when she saw her smile only grow.

“Wednesday—you have dimples?! Oh my god—you're adorable!” She found herself laughing along with the other, the comment making Wednesday’s cheeks flush darker. Thing halted its movements for a moment, jumping up and flexing its fingers briefly. Enid grinned from ear to ear, suddenly scribbling her fingers up her ribs, “Oh, go for the ribs? Ahaww—you’re right!” She cooed, Wednesday’s laughter picking up in volume as she squeezed around her upper ribs. Enid’s eyes only widened with a grin at every new reaction she discovered, laughing at a few snorts she didn’t expect. 

“God I had no idea you could laugh like this! You’re adorable, holy shit!” She snickered at the weak shove Wednesday attempted at her hands, which only pinched at her sides for a moment, before halting her attack. “Oh my god,” Enid repeated again, her grin still present as she tilted her head a bit, trying to get a good look at Wednesday’s expression. And to her pleasant surprise, she was still smiling. In fact, not even a second later she was leaning into Enid’s touch, which only encouraged a growing flush against her face. 

“You had fun didn't you?” Enid sang with a few additional pokes to the other’s torso, her tail thumping happily against the floorboards as Wednesday dissolved into another quite giggle fit, offering nothing in response but laughter. “I-I’ll get you—“ She managed to get out, still giggling even when Enid withdrew her fingers. 

“Mhmmm, I know I know! But now I can get you.” She smirked with a playful hum, Wednesday rolling her eyes once Thing waved around. “This whole thing was your fault, wasn’t it?” The hand was still for a moment, before swiftly scampering off. Enid chuckled, “Don’t be mad at him, it was my idea.” Her ears drooped as her cheeks flushed slightly, averting eyes, “You were so in your head and upset about writing so…I just wanted to help get your mind off of it?” She offered a lopsided smile, and Wednesday blinked, before nodding slowly. 

“I see what you meant…I appreciate the efforts.” She mumbled the last bit, staring up at the ceiling now. What was it she said about thinking outside a box? A box was restricting…isolating. 

With a sigh, Wednesday rose to her feet. “Maybe you and Thing could stay. I think having company might help me get out of this…box.” She stated, before walking over to her typewriter and cracking her knuckles. Enid couldn’t help but smile, her gaze fixed on the girl in front of her. Wednesday Addams was difficult to read for sure, but that’s only if she wanted to make it hard for someone to. Counting herself lucky to be one that she didn’t feel the need to hide behind any mask, Enid stood with stretch. 

“What chapter are you on again?”

[kloirdevan]

A lot of folks are like ”wow, Wednesday was so against t*ler being a serial killer even though she kills people herself?” And forgetting that Wednesday and all of the addams have things like standards, Nuances and most importantly A CODE. They’re not a one note murder family. They’re most important quality is that they love each unconditionally and are extremely protective of each other.

When it come to murder, unlike t*ler, the addams and especially Wednesday don’t kill people senselessly. It’s a last minute resort at most and only when given a reason. Otherwise, they mostly just have fun with torture. Wednesday is always given a reason, a MOTIVE for her actions. When she’s not torturing her brother for fun, she’s maiming the people who bullied him. In the movie, it was because of a colonizer and an indoctrination camp they were stuck inside of and in the show it was because of colonizers, AND her loved ones almost getting killed. Wednesday is by no means a hero, but she’s not senseless nor heartless. A killer, but not without a code, and a vicious one when it comes to her loved ones.

Take for example the scene in the last episode where she BASHED thornhill face in with her foot right after she told eugene to look away because she didn’t want him to witness the brutality.

The writers quoted it better: “Wednesday find the violence in the world delicious but she find the punishment of that violence even more delicious.”