#enid sinclair x gn reader

[eufezco]

;Y/N'S CAMERA ROLL🐺🍭💐 DATING ENID VERSION

tyler g. version // wednesday a. version

BLOOD WARNING!!

📸 – Enid sends you photos all day. You ask her how she is doing and you get a photo of her pouting, and instead of telling you that she's on her way to the Poe Cup, she just sends you a cute photo of her in her cat outfit.

📸 – Enid sends you a lot of photos of her and your mutual friends. But especially with Ajax. You get that he's her best friend but he's suspiciously close to her all the time. You'd be like

"Send me the photos of the dance!!" And she would send you all the photos in her gallery from that night including the ones you were not in. "Not a fan 😑" You replied to the one with Ajax. OF COURSE, it was just a joke because most of their photos together were taken by you.

📸 – Photos of her outfits. She takes so much pride in them and you always praise how cute she looks. Sometimes she's getting dressed up and thinking "Oh, they're gonna love this one". She looked the prettiest in her dance dress and she still looked as pretty as before when her outfit was ruined by those idiots with the fake blood, but you got her to pose for you by convincing her that she looked just as good as she did, which was true. Wednesday said that Enid's outfit improved exponentially.

📸 – Of course the hoodie!! She made one for you but you always make sure that she's wearing hers so she woudn't catch a cold and to make sure that you could take some cute photos of her to post them on Instagram and brag about how cute your girlfriend is on her burrito form.

📸 - Random photos of Enid because you are in love with her.

📸 – Enid loves to steal your phone and take really close-up selfies. Like hundreds of them at the same time just putting different faces and then leaving your phone in the same place as if nothing happened. You'd open your gallery and find hundreds of photos of her and any normal human being would delete them but you would last like a whole week before you were able to.

📸 –PHOTOS OF HER WITH BLOOD EVERYWHERE?? You knew she was going out with Wednesday and some more, so when it was getting late at night you texted her to know if she was okay and if she was accompanied by someone or if she was alone, and she'd be like

"Yes I'm with Bianca. Look." And would send you that photo with blood all over her like it's nothing.

"OKAY BUT WHY ARE YOU COVERED IN BLOOD? IS THAT YOURS?"

Luckily that time wasn't hers but oh man, that the day she was late for one of your dates and you decided to text her to check if something happened and she replied with an

"I'm in the nurse's office. look what happened:(" AND SHE SENT YOU A PHOTO WITH THE BIGGEST AND BLOODIEST WOUND ON HER FOREHEAD YOU HAD EVER SEEN. But it was the sad emoji and her face on the photo, again, like it was nothing, what really gets you.

"OMG ENID? I'M ON MY WAY."

[eddieboi23]

my werewolf gf

Enid Sinclair x male Reader (Wednesday )

Summary: Enid’s cuddling you and being a dork 🫠

Tw: nothing, just fluff :)

Y/n)=your name

(N/n)= nickname

-this is thoughts-

“This is talking”

Requested by: @justacuteduck

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It was a rainy day.

Classes were canceled because it was cold and flooded, much to most students delight.

Y/N, Enid, and Wednesday were in their dorm. Although he don’t share with them, he might as well since “he seems to live here”, according to Wednesday.

Y/n and Enid were cuddling in bed ,and Wednesday ignored them, typing away on a new novel of hers.

Enid was scrolling tiktok, snuggled into Y/ns neck, wearing his shirt which she DEFINITELY did not steal. She absentmindedly inhaled your scent.

You were happy just laying there and , petting her hair, occasionally glancing at her phone for some type of entertainment, as if hearing Wednesday type for an hour straight wasn’t enough.

Enid was smiling at her phone about some couple tiktok. “We should do this y/n!!”

You chuckle as you watch a couple spin and kiss. “Heh. Maybe we can outside after it’s done raining?”

“I do hope it never ends.” Wednesday mumbles.

Enid rolls her eyes playfully and kisses y/ns cheek. “Well I ,hope it’s stops as soon as possible! Then I can show you off to everyone!”

Your heart swelled at the thought of her wanting to flaunt you around ,as her boyfriend.

“Heh ok, sounds good.”

You kiss her forehead* “Love you enie.”

She giggles “Love you too n/n.”

She’s smiles and snuggles closer, letting out a content sigh. You stare at her, also filled with content, that you get to be with her.

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It’s really short I’m sorry, I couldn’t think of anything, im definitely not a professional writer🫠😅😭

[devilsjacket]

How they react to you saving their life

includes: Wednesday Addams, Enid Sinclair, Bianca Barclay

Warnings: Mentions of injury

Male/gn reader

🕸️ Wednesday Addams

She’s going absolutely crazy

She already almost lost Thing and now you, no way she was not having it.

You took a bad hit for her and was bleeding out quite a bit which was worrying her but she was no stranger to wounds and having to deal with them (she learnt how to treat injuries just in case Pugsley got seriously hurt)

She pressed her jumper over the wound and watched as you winced, muttering a small “sorry” afterwards

Despite your situation you were still able to smile and look up at her, Wednesday knew what you were smirking at and just sniffed trying to hide how upset she was and focus on helping you.

When you were all better and got treated by the nurse she definitely scolded you for being “reckless” and almost “leaving her”

✨ Enid Sinclair

Enid is just as upset as Wednesday maybe worse

She’s fully sobbing over you, ignoring her own injuries just to attend to yours

Unlike Wednesday she’s not good with first aid but knows basic things due to tv shows and stuff

She tries her best to help but was too shaken up over the thought of you leaving her to even do the things she had to do properly

You cough a lot which makes her gently rub your cheek with one hand whilst the other applied pressure to the wound.

When you were all better she was gentle with you but couldn’t refrain from giving you lots of kisses and hugs.

Bianca Barclay 🐝

She’s immediately taking you to the nurse

Ain’t no stalling when it comes to Bianca, and no way in hell would she try to help you herself, she knew nothing about first aid

Even though you were way taller and heavier than her she managed to get you to the nurse by putting your arm around her shoulder and also with the help of a passer by

She never left your side whilst you were in the nurses office and visited after classes, you couldn’t get her away from you even if you tried

Once you awoke expect her to be by your side holding your hand or probably asleep in the chair by you

You felt bad for keeping her away from her friends and whatnot but she just told you to be quiet and that she wouldn’t leave your side even if you asked her to, not when you almost died saving her

She’ll definitely try and find a way to repay you as well

[herlondonboy]

The List of Logical Thinking

Pairings: Enid Sinclair x gn!reader

Summary: based on Beebee and Tyler from A Taste Of Christmas

Warnings: angst, no happy ending, r is stupid, spelling mistakes (a/n: this is me telling you all to read my Enid sinclair x fem!oc book on wattpad user: therealvangogh1), this is extremely short because I was bored whilst writing.

Word Count: 0.2k

You never should’ve listened to him.

Only your father would make love sound like a maths problem. He’d written a list of qualities that he was looking for in a woman and would tick them off when meeting someone new. There was a reason that he was still single after breaking your mother’s heart, but you chose to ignore it.

Maybe if you hadn’t listened to him, Enid wouldn’t be on the verge of tears as she read though your list. A list of things that Enid had to like for her to be the one.

“What? I have to like baseball? No one likes baseball.” Enid muttered.

“Wolfie, I-“ You gulped. The list was awful, unreasonable and stupid.

“Of course I like your smile, who doesn’t?” Enid spat bitterly, wiping her eyes when a lone tear dropped. “Why don’t you just date yourself?” She exclaimed, slamming the paper onto your chest with a hard look.

Stupid. Stupid. Likes horror films? Of course Enid doesn’t like horror films, she couldn’t even make it through The Nightmare Before Christmas.

“What, is this like a list of things I’m supposed to be, or something?” Enid asked you and you sighed in response.

“Enid, it’s not like that.” You murmured, looking at her guiltily.

“I’m not hardly any of these.” Enid said quietly, rereading the list. Over and over, like she couldn’t believe it.

“I was just- I was just trying to be logical. That’s all.” You admitted, trying to meet her eyes.

She hiccuped and turned around. “You’re a jerk.” Enid said before walking out of your dorm.

“Wolfie-“ You followed her out as she sped up, coming to a near-sprint. “Wolfie!”

[pandorascripts]

heyyy :) can i request wednesday x reader where she sneaks into wednesdays room to sleepover and enid was sleeping in yokos room for the night and forgot smth and went back to their dorm and walks in on them making out?

fugly slut

summary: enid catches her OTP (who said they weren’t together) snogging. she’s pissed and had Mean Girls on her mind.

warnings: making out, wee bit spicy, swearing

paring: wednesday addams x reader

note: written quickly, proof read a bit, not sure if there’s any mistakes :^

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You watch as Enid’s retreating form bounces merrily off the walls. Wednesday had told you to come over tonight, it’d be safe seeing as her roommate was crashing with a friend. Most people would’ve told you that it’s a bad thing to go into a relationship and hiding it, but seeing as you and Wednesday are academic rivals, the two of you don’t want the school knowing. 

You tap on the door four times, letting Wednesday know it was safe, and a second later you’re dragged through. A rough yelp is muffled as Wednesday presses her lips against yours, her left hand fumbling to lock the door.

You hold her head with both hands, pressing her back into yourself. With the door now locked, Wednesday grabs your hips, hiking your shirt upwards. She doesn’t take it off, much to your dismay, instead she pushes you around and against a wall. 

“No one likes a tease, Wednesday,” you whisper, donning an uncontrollable smirk.

“You’ll get what you want in due time, no need to be greedy.”

You chuckle, although it doesn’t last long. With Wednesday’s lips now on your neck your laugh dies out, a shaky sigh taking place. Featherlight lips make their way down, pressing into the small portion of your shoulder that was exposed. 

Wednesday’s hands grab your shirt, lifting it up and off, before quickly attaching her lips to yours again. Your hands grab Wednesday’s jacket, wanting it off as well, but then the worst thing you could imagine happens. 

The door opens. 

Enid liked to say she loved people. She loved how no matter how moody or damaged they were, there was always an innocent soul underneath. No one was truly evil, no one truly wanted to hurt others, they had unfortunate incidents in their lives in which cause them to act accordingly. 

But as Enid walked into her dorm, after forgetting a blanket, and saw her two best friends, who had both assured Enid they despised each other, making out, she realized people were liars. They were crude, and pests, and no one deserved to be on this Earth. Liars suck, and a thought crossed her mind. That thought happened to be a line from Mean Girls.

“You are the nastiest skank bitch I’ve ever met!” she shouts, stomping over. “You two told me you weren’t screwing!”

Wednesday takes off her jacket, handing to you so you were at least decent for this conversation. 

“Enid —“

“No! I’ve been trying for months to get you two together, and you don’t even tell me when it happens? What am I, chopped liver?”

“We’re trying to keep it on the down low, Enid,” you speak up, looking charmingly disheveled.

Enid’s eyes flicker away from Wednesday’s settling on yours. “You told me you’d rather die than get with Wednesday.”

You shrug. “I’d rather die than do anything, really.”

“Not helping!” Wednesday whisper shouts, looking over to you. In a much more hushed tone, she says, “You look very attractive in my clothing. Look through my closet later.”

An angry grunt from Enid cuts off your reply, your smirk dropping as you stare at your socks. 

“I hate the both of you.”

“Enid, I’ll buy you that Squishmallow you’ve been begging for if you go back to Yoko’s.” Wednesday turns to you, out of sight from Enid, and winks. 

“Really?! OH-EM-GEE!” she squeals, rushing up to Wednesday as she hugs her. “I love you. Alls forgiven, be gay do crime!” 

With that, Enid leaves the room, waking all of Ophelia Hall with her screams.

You lean back against the wall, sighing. 

“Well.” You pout, night spoiled and one more person knowing your secret. 

Wednesday walks up to you, the devilish smile you love so much and the mischievous glint in her eyes back again.

“Well, the dog has left, and we’ve got this huge dorm to ourselves…”

Wednesday’s hand brushes against your arm as she rests it on your bicep. Her other hand holds your waist. 

“And you look so incredible in my clothes.”

You smile, leaning down into her face. Neither of you say anything, sharing hot breaths and mischievous smiles. With your lips practically against hers, you know damn well what she’s thinking. 

[r0b1ns]

WEDNESDAY - WAKING UP TOGETHER

X GN/MASC READER

Characters: Wednesday, Enid, Xavier, Tyler, bianca, ajax, Rowan

CW: none

WORD COUNT: 400+

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WEDNESDAY

She always wakes up before you

She'd be laying on your chest and admiring your resting face

The moment you start walking up she gets up to get ready, like nothing happened

You open your eyes and there's Wednesday, standing all ready and waiting for you to get ready

"finally, we're going to be late"

ENID

I think she has a sleeping problem

So she wakes up at 3:00AM and despite being tired she's always exited seeing you with her

In the actual morning you get up first and have to force her out of bed

It'll only work if you promise her iced coffee

She bolts up with a big smile and hugs you kissing your cheek

"I'll be ready in five🥰"

XAVIER

He wakes up just two minutes before you, staring at your peaceful face

When you open your eyes he pretends to be asleep

"I know you're awake Xavier, I've seen you close your eyes" "no I'm not, I'm sleeping, see?"

You both crack up laughing having a mini pillow fight before classes

You call him stupid and he pretends to be offended

TYLER

You wake up first

All that work at the cafe and sleepless nights drain him

He's laying on your chest, and you just play with his hair listening to him breath (not in a creepy way)

Eventually you have to wake him up so both of you won't be late to work/school

He wakes up easily and buries his face into your neck

"C'mon we need to get ready" "mmmhm"

BIANCA

You wake up early all the time

Leaving you with spare time to chat and lay on your bed for a few relaxing minutes

In that time she allows herself to be more human and be all cuddly and sweet

She doesn't want to get up but you both have to, so you (unwillingly) get up and start getting ready

"it's time bianca" "😒"

AJAX

You wake up confused

Ajax always ends up in a weird pose, leaving you to wonder if he's even alive and why is there a limb hugging your head

You have to fight for your life to go to the bathroom

After you finish you have two choices:

Get ready and not be late

Or go back and be trapped in his embrace leaving you unable to get ready and wake him up and than you're both late

"ajax let me goooooo WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE"

ROWAN

You both won't wake up until afternoon if Xavier doesn't shake you awake

You just like sleeping too much

So when you do wake up it's already late and you have to get ready in the speed of light

"why did you wake us up this early" (five minutes before classes)/"WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE US UP WERE LATE" (two minutes before classes)

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!GIFS ARE NOT MINE!

[thisonewhocanbreathe]

𝗘𝗻𝗶𝗱 : *holding Y/N's hand over her stomach so they can feel the baby kick* Sorry this is taking so long, he kicked for everyone else...

𝗔𝗷𝗮𝘅 : It's hard for the little guy to perform under pressure.

𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆 : Top ten things Ajax said on his wedding night.

𝗬/𝗡 : Woah! It was small, but I think I felt something!

𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆 : Top ten things Enid said on her wedding night.

𝗘𝗻𝗶𝗱 : *laughs*

𝗔𝗷𝗮𝘅 : Stop laughing, Enid!

𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆 : Top ten things Ajax said on his wedding night.

[ornii]

Headcanons for Wednesday displaying a more soft side towards the reader? Like, when they're in private and she thinks no one is looking🥺

Wednesday, Much to her own detriment always seems very callous and cold but I think she’s a sucker deep down.

Wednesday Wouldn’t dare do anything soft or what could be considered “Sweet” In Public or her own dorm, fearing Enid might pop in, and if she finds something out, the entire school is bound to know about it before third Period, so it sticks to your room.

It started simply with her being in your presence at first, not making any dramatic changes, until she asks, moreso demands to hold your hand. To “Understand this off putting feeling.” So you obliged.

Her hands, as expected were soft, well taken care of but ice cold, her grip was stiff and lacking any elegance. You could tell it was her first time even holding hands with someone. While it was a bit uncomfortable, you fully understood this was out of her comfort zone, and she’s taking this leap. For you. The one she loves.

You had to casually as possible explain that she’s cutting off the circulation of blood to your hands, she lets up after that.

It slowly began to escalate from hand holding to letting you rest your head on her lap as she sits on your bed, stiff as a board not knowing what to say or do. You reassure her to just be herself.

After a long day she walks in, without warning and approaches you and, much to your surprise, wraps her arms around you in a slight hug or grasp. You weren’t one to complain about it.

“Long Day?” You ask, “A Dreadfully unpleasant one. Stop talking and allow me to enjoy this.” She says.

It took months of hugs to turn into cuddles and simply loving each others embrace and presence, and even longer for you to muster the courage to even attempt to Kiss her, worried it might go too far for her.

All it took from her was the words, “Perhaps, I do love you..” and you simply couldn’t contain your joy and you moved in, giving her a soft and quick peck on the lips, leaving her stunned. Her face quickly turned a shade of red under her pale skin.

You couldn’t tell if she was angry or so stunned, as she stopped speaking to you or even being in your presence, avoiding you because of the decrepit butterflies in her stomach, but she mustered the courage and possible anger to confront you in your room.

You heard the door open and her turned around to face the music, what you got was her gently taking your hands, pulling you in slowly and her lips firmly locking with yours, your world began to spin with anxiety and, love.

“Wednesday Addams… I love you.”

“And I love you, Mi Amor.. but If you speak to anyone about this I will eviscerate you.”

[hopelesslyromanticgay]

This is Stupid (Don’t Stop)

Wednesday Addams X GN! Reader

I burst into Wedneday’s room in a hurry. 

“Y/N, have you been stabbed?” she asks worriedly.

“No.”

“Have you been threatened with stabbing?”

“No!”

“Have you had the urge to stab someone?”

“Wednesday none of this has to do with knives!”

“Then what is it?” she asks curiously, “battle axes?”

“I just had a rough day, and was hoping I could talk to you” I mumble, it seems rather stupid compared to stabbing.

“Give me two minutes, my writing time ends at 6:30, and it’s only 6:28.” I nod, starting to sniffle a little.

“Thing, get Y/N some tissues,” she orders him. He rapidly signs at her, she groans.

“I guess two minutes isn’t the worst tragedy,” she begrudgingly gets up and sits next to me.

“What happened?” she demands, unsure of what to do.

“Just a lot of work,” I respond honestly, “someone gave Yoko and allergic reaction by cross contaminating her pizza and someone else’s garlic bread, so I had to shock an epipen into her, which isn’t exactly fun…”

“So there was stabbing!” Wednesday grins.

“This is so not the time, Nes,” I deadpan.

“My apologies, please continue.”

“I was just overwhelmed honestly, and the bees could sense it when I went to see Eugene, so I got seven bee stings.” I hold up my arm to show her. She looks in pure curiosity.

“What morbidly round shaped wounds they make until you pull out the stinger, barbed, destroys the perfect dome,” she comments, “I realize that’s probably not what you wanted to hear, apologies again.”

“At least you’re listening,” I sigh. I end up resting my head on her shoulder. She doesn’t move.

“What are you doing, L/N?”

“Getting physical comfort.” I wrap an arm around her waist.

“This seems pointless. I am the least comforting person known in this world. You should try Sinclair. She loves to smother people with affection, and not in the suffocating way. Much to my dismay.”

“Okay, fine, I’ll stop,” I start to pull away but she reaches out her hand to stop me.

“Just because it’s stupid does not mean you should leave,” she asserts, “I will call Sinclair so she can comfort you.”

“Wednesday, I don’t want Enid to comfort me, I want you.”

“Why would you possibly want me?”

“Cuz I knew you’d like the bee stings,” I tease her, elbowing her just a little. This earns the smallest smile from her. God I love her smile. 

“You know me well, Y/N.”

“I’d like to think so.”

[pumpkin-cake]

Midnight Rain

(part one of ??)

~part two~

tyler galpin x gn!reader

summary - you meet a boy working at a coffee shop, and he doesn’t seem to particularly care that you’re an outcast

tw - cursing

no spoilers for WEDNESDAY, but in future parts there will be

Your own school bag seemed like a huge iron weight as you pulled yourself into Weathervane, the small local cafe in Jericho. Tired eyes squinted as you adjusted to the light inside the room, and you rubbed your eyes to help. It was a dreary day outside, and the aesthetic of the pleasant coffee shop was very…loud. Not that it necessarily bothered you! You were just used to dark rooms, considering Nevermore wasn’t exactly the most colorful place.

You approached the counter, glancing at the words scrawled on the chalkboard behind the worker, who gave you a nod of acknowledgement as he worked on the coffee of a nearby customer. Maybe you would get something different today. A cold brew? Nah, it was windy out. You wanted something warm. Cozy. To match the aesthetic of the shop. Maybe it would actually give you motivation to do your schoolwork. Eventually the boy called out the name of the person who ordered the coffee, handed it to them and walked over to where you were.

“Hey there, what can I get for you today?” He asked, getting his hand ready to input your order on the register thing.

“Um…can I have a medium hot latte?” You slowly asked, not having much time to prepare your order.

“Yeah! What flavor?”

Shit, you forgot that part. Shit shit, what one? Your eyes darted to the chalkboard with panic, almost forgetting that your life didn’t depend on how quick you chose vanilla, caramel, matcha, chai or mocha. The awkward silence felt so loud as the barista awaited your answer.

“I personally like the caramel lattes.” He suddenly said, coughing awkwardly when he saw your look of slight confusion. “I mean- if you were having trouble deciding. Obviously pick whatever you’d like.”

“No no, caramel sounds great, thank you.” You quickly said, relieved that he gave you something to work with instead.

“Great great, would you like whip cream on that?”

“Yes please!”

“Alright, got it. Anything else for you today?”

“Hmm…what sort of scones do you have?” You asked, eyes glancing to the glass case displaying delicious looking pastries.

“Scones? We just have blueberry and chocolate.”

“I’d love a chocolate scone. Toasted, please.” You smiled warmly.

“Toasted chocolate scone…” he mumbled and put it in, and you watched the numbers quickly add together. “Got it! Anything else for you today?”

“No, that’s all!”

“Alright! Your total is gonna be-”

“Excuse me!”

A loud, obnoxious sounding voice interrupted the barista, and the same person he gave the previous coffee to walked up to the counter. The woman held the cup in her hand, her hip jutted out sassily to the side.

“I’m sorry, ma’am, let me finish taking this person’s order and I’ll be right with you.” He flashed a nervous smile, like he already knew how this interaction was going to go down.

“This was supposed to be iced.” She said bluntly, ignoring what the barista literally just said. “I need a refund and a new drink.” She held out the cup, a sneer on her face as she stared at the boy.

He looked like he wanted to argue or just tell her to screw off, but he took the cup anyway and then paused.

“Ma’am, this cup is empty.” He stated, eyebrows furrowing.

“So?” She scoffed.

“Wh…there probably wasn’t something wrong with it if you still drank it all.” He said, visibly confused.

“Listen, the customer is always right, so just make me another drink. Free of charge, of course.” She snapped, admiring her nails.

His jaw seemed to clench, but he tossed the cup into the trash.

“I’ll get right on that after I finish helping this customer.”

“This…weirdo can wait a couple minutes. I’d like my drink now please.”

You knew you shouldn’t have worn your uniform out in Jericho. You’d just been in such a rush. Although, this woman was being quite rude to both the barista and now you. She hadn’t even said please. You wanted your damn drink so you could work on your homework.

“Excuse me,” you interrupted. “I was here first. He said he was going to finish helping me, so you are going to sit your ass down in a seat and wait patiently after you so rudely demanded he just stop whatever he was doing and make you a drink.”

The woman’s eyes were like saucers as she stared at you, like she was astonished at the audacity you possessed to even talk to her.

“Besides,” you added, turning fully so your body was facing her. “I’m a weirdo, right? You have no clue what I can do, miss. So either sit down or leave.”

Her face turned stark white, clutching at her purse in shock. She fumbled for words, but nothing coherent came out as she scurried out of Weathervane.

You turned back to the barista, who seemed almost impressed.

“Thanks.” He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “She comes in all the time. Orders the same thing every single time and comes back insisting she ordered something else.”

“That has to be annoying.” You shook your head in disapproval of the woman, getting out your wallet. “Anyway, what’s my total?”

“Oh! Right.” He glanced at the register screen and back to you, reciting how much you owed. You swiped your card, typed in your PIN, and let it go through.

“Alright, your order will be out soon.” He said with a kind smile, grabbing a cup. “For here or to go?”

“Here.”

“Gotcha! I’ll have it out to you.” He said with a nod, starting to make your order. As he did so, you fished a 5 dollar bill out of your pocket, dropping it in the tip jar. The boy seemed nice, and he definitely didn’t seem to deserve some random woman demanding things of him and the staff all the time. You found a comfortable booth near a window and unpacked your things, sighing. School had never really come easy to you. It sucked having so much to do and not feeling like there was an easy way to do it. You tried tutoring, but all the teachers seemed to get frustrated with you.

You knocked out your best subjects first. Might as well get them out of the way as soon as you could so you could start the subjects actually giving you trouble. And once you did…it definitely was not fun.

All the characters on the paper seemed to scatter, you could hardly even focus. You could read the instructions and could read your notes, but it just felt like fuzz in your head. Why couldn’t you understand? You felt stupid sitting there staring at the work, pencil still in your hand. You almost felt like crying. You could feel your throat tighten and the tears well.

You were pulled out of your own head by the soft ‘clunk’ of a coffee cup on a plate being placed on the table, along with a plate of two chocolate scones. There stood the barista of course.

“Oh- um- sorry.” You quickly wiped your eyes and held up the plate with scones. “I only asked for one.”

“I know.” He said, eyebrows knitting in concern, probably at the sight of you visibly upset. “On the house. As thanks for driving off that woman.” He offered a small smile.

“Oh.” You breathed out, tears threatening to spill out again from the kindness given to you by someone who really didn’t have to show any. “Thank you so much.”

“It’s nothing, really.” He shrugged, his eyes darting to the paper in front of you. “Trouble with school?”

“Oh- this? Just some assignments and stuff I need to be doing. Feel like I’ve just been staring at the instructions for ten minutes.” You admitted, taking a bite of the warm scone.

“I might be able to help. I get decent grades.” He shrugged. “May I?” He gestured to the seat across from you, earning a playful scoff from you.

“Don’t you have to work?”

He looked over to the counter, and then to the glass door.

“I don’t see any customers.” He hummed.

Well, who were you to deny help when offered?

“Go ahead then.” You said, sliding your homework over to the now smiling boy as he sat across from you. He took the paper and hunched over just a bit to read it.

“Okay…what is it you don’t understand?” He asked you, his eyes meeting yours.

“I dunno…all of it..?”

“Okay, okay. Do you have notes or anything like that?” He asked, and you handed him your notes. He scanned the notes and slowly nodded. “Got it. Can I see your pencil?”

You handed him the pencil, lifting the cup of coffee to your lips and taking a long drink. The warmth of the latte spread through your body, and you relaxed.

“Try looking at it this way.” He slid the paper back to you after doing his own alterations. You didn’t expect very much, but your mind ran with it. Your eyes widened and you quickly grabbed the pencil from his hand and started jotting down your thoughts as to what you figured was right. The way he put it just…made sense. It worked.

“Oh my god, I get it now!” You exclaimed, looking at the boy with pure excitement. “You have no clue how hard I’ve been struggling with this! I can’t believe it! Thank you so much!” You grinned, and the boy grinned right back, flashing his pearly whites. You quickly started to complete the assignment.

“I’m glad I could make it make sense for you.” He smiled warmly.

“Yes, thank you so much. You’ve made this so much easier for me. I’ve had teachers try to explain it but they end up just telling me to figure it out.” You explained, eating some of one of the chocolate scones.

“Hm, sounds like Nevermore needs to hire better teachers.” He chuckled. “That sounds like a pain to deal with. Some people just learn differently is all.”

“I’m glad there are people who understand.” You smiled, finishing up your assignment. “Might need you to tutor me.” You joked, packing away your finished homework.

“I mean, for the person who drove away the Karen…” he trailed off.

“Oh, that really wasn’t that big of a deal. Everyone here doesn’t like people like me because they don’t know us and are scared of what we can do. It’s easy to drive them off.” You hummed, finishing a scone. “You’re cool. I didn’t mind getting her off your case.”

“You weren’t actually going to like…hurt her, right?”

“Of course not!”

“Gotcha, cool. Cool.” He chuckled, like he was relieved. Just then, someone walked in through the door. You were almost disappointed. This boy was really sweet.

“I guess you have to get back to work, huh?” You said, watching as he stood up.

“Yup. Sadly.” He shrugged. “Will you be here for a while?”

“Probably. Don’t really feel like going back and sitting in my dorm.” You said, getting out a notebook that thankfully wasn’t for school.

“Well…I wouldn’t mind actually tutoring you if you needed it.” He smiled, before going back behind the counter and taking the person’s order.

Well, holy shit. A cute boy just offered to tutor you. A cute boy who gave you a free chocolate scone. You smiled to yourself and opened your notebook, drinking the warm caramel latte while you took out your pen and put it to the paper.

Finishing your drink and second scone, you went ahead and packed up all your things, except your pen. You pulled out a napkin from the dispenser at the end of the table and scribbled something on it before taking the two plates and cup up to the counter.

“Here you are. I wasn’t sure whether to just leave it there or what.” You chuckled, and he smiled.

“I would have gotten it for you, but thank you anyway.” He smiled, taking them and putting them in a sink behind him. “You heading out?”

“Before I do…can I get the name of my maybe-future tutor?” You questioned sheepishly.

That grin of his made you swear your heart just did a flip.

“Tyler. Tyler Galpin.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Tyler.” You said, before sliding the napkin across the counter. “I’ll see you around.” You waved before exiting the shop, incredibly pleased with your time there.

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Tyler couldn’t believe what he saw when he looked at the writing on the napkin. He just got a cute person’s number without even asking.

Text me!

555-555-5555

Sincerely, (Y/n)

He quickly put the contact in his phone. The way your eyes shone when he explained that question to you was brighter than the sun. He was snapped out of his thoughts by a woman with red hair and glasses walking into the shop. He shoved the note in his pocket and got back to work, thinking of the odd Nevermore kid as he made the customer’s matcha latte.

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[eddieboi23]

Hey! Can you please make an male! Reader x Wenclair but the reader is like super smug and flirty

Why are you this way

Wednesday Addams x Male reader x Enid Sinclair

(Wednesday )

Summary: your confidence flusters your girlfriends,,,, Wenclair

Tw: threats, lovey stuff idk

Y/n)=your name

-this is thoughts-

“This is talking”

Pt 2

(Y’all are dating?)

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You’re dating two people. And who other than those people, then Wednesday and Enid.

They were dating before, and both fell head over heals for you.

You were always sorta popular, making all girls , guys, and any other person swoon.

No one was really surprised about Enid liking you, although you pulling Wednesday was a shock.

She was interested in how you were so popular, but also kind, and flirted with just about everyone.

You were in demand from most of the school, yet you hung out with Enid and Wednesday the most, making the other students jealous.

They had both asked you out, and too their surprise, you didn’t hesitant to say yes.

After that you were all inseparable, to Wednesdays dismay.

And you were admittedly a great boyfriend, besides all the flirting and smugness, which flustered them both.

—

One day you were all hanging out in their dorm. You basically lived there before you were even dating. You have extra stuff their and everything.

You and Enid are cuddling on the her bed as Wednesday was typing away.

Your teasing enid about who knows what.

“Y/nnn stopppp.” Enid said as she pushed your smirking face away.

“Whattt, I didnt do anything Wolfy.”

Enid blushes and looks away. “Your soo mean.”

You chuckle at her, a smug grin spreads through your face. “Idk what you mean, wolfy.”

Wednesdays typing falters. “Will you two be quiet, I am trying to concentrate.”

You smirk at the back of her head. “Oh im so sorry, your lovely, pretty brain, must need silence.”

Her typing ceases, and Enid have her jaw wide open.

“What did you just say.”

You smirk and close enids jaw with your finger. “You heard me my beloved.”

You hear a slight stutter, and you swear you can see her ears turn pink. “Do not call me that, or l-I’ll rip your tongue out.

You chuckle. “You love it.”

Enid giggles at the nickname.”hehe beloved, that totally fits.”

Wednesday is in slight shock, you’ve grown quite cocky, not ever fazed from her threats. Although she does find it endearing.

Wednesday is suddenly up and marching at the both of you.

Enid squeals, thinking her life is about to end, then Wednesday’s stops in front of you both.

She stares at you then looks away.

“If your going to call me some absurd nickname as you do enid, then I expect you to hug me as well.”

You challenge her. “I though you didnt like hugs, my beloved?”

Your sure shes blushing at this point.

“Take this opportunity before I smother you both in your sleep.”

Enid smiles and opens her arms. “Aweee.”

You smile and pull her into you and enid. “Arent you so cut- oW.”

You rub where Wednesday pitched you, as she stiffly snuggles into you both. “I warned you.

Enid giggles and kisses the tops of both your heads. “Aweee I love you guys, so cu- OW WEDNESDAY!!!”

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(Im really hoping I read this right, if not im embarrassed 😭

Sorry its short😪)

[devilsjacket]

Enid giggles as she braids your hair

Enid: you’re gonna look so adorable!

Y/n: I’ll look silly-

Enid: hey! You never look silly

She kisses your cheek and puts a small, pink bow in your hair

Enid: Wonderful!!

Y/n: I guess it’s not THAT bad..

You tease and smile looking in the mirror

[p4rallel-universe]

wolf-out

(Enid Sinclair x male reader) (this part could probably be read as a GN reader is intended to be male, and if i make some more parts they'll be more clear abt that)

summary: Something about being a teen werewolf in love makes Enid's sex drive act up.

nsfw

soaked in sweat, tousled hair stuck to her forehead, Enid wakes up. blankets twisted around her, half kicked off the bed, she's a mess.

additionally, that morning - just the same as the morning before, and the morning before that - she wakes up with a strange empty feeling inside her stomach. it's all because of a dream. a dream she can never really remember the details of, but when the vague memories of it come to her during the day her face flushes.

she isn't sure what's been going on with her lately. every morning she wakes up, feeling needy and then all throughout the day her thighs press together at the slightest inappropriate thought.

she tries to put it down to regular hormones. and definitely nothing to do with the fact that her lycanthropy-enhanced libido has probably kicked in now that she's found a mate.

speaking of, she's just about going crazy with everything you do recently. every fleeting touch has her flustered. the worst part is, you don't even realise you're doing it, obviously. your hand goes to her waist or rests on her thigh absentmindedly and you don't even see how it makes her want to collapse then and there.

when you find her at school that day, her face lights up. it lights up even more when you invite her over to your dorm that night. she kisses you quickly, "see you at 8!", and then when you run off again she takes a second to panic.

she wonders, should she...talk to you about it? tell you about her feelings? she doesn't want to make you uncomfortable, or make you feel you have to do anything just because she, for lack of better phrasing, can't stop being horny.

and it's not like she wants to have sex. well- she definitely does. but not yet. she doesn't know what she wants to do, but she wants- no, at this point, she needs to do something.

that night, about half 7, Enid gets ready to go over to your dorm. she's giddy and really, she can't wait. she loves to see you, even if it's just to sit around in your bed for a couple hours.

after selecting an ideal outfit for the night, which is really just a jumper and a pair of shorts - it's comfortable, but still flattering, because it's on her - and fixing her hair one last time, Enid bids Wednesday goodbye, telling her not to wait up for her (not that she would). leaving her dorm, her stomach tingles a little with something that's a bit like nerves.

when you greet her at your door, dressed in equally comfortable clothing, she immediately jumps into your arms, wrapping you in a tight hug. you sway back and forth for a bit until she let's go of you, and you invite her inside. taking her hand loosely, you lead her over to your bed and you sit down together. the second you sit, she snuggles right up into you.

an hour or so passes, and you've switched cuddling positions about 5 times, watched less than half a movie, laughed till you cried over really stupid memes on Enid's phone, and of course, kissed. a lot. the clock strikes 10 and Enid figures she should probably go home. nuzzled into your chest, legs entwined with yours, she really doesn't want to leave.

"why don't you just stay the night?" you groan, wanting nothing more than for her to stay right where she is,

"Y/N, i can't-" she replies, then considers it for a second - i mean, it's not like Wednesday will have any complaints about having the dorm to herself for the night, right? - ..."actually, yeah, i will!" she says, and you kiss her forehead, happy to not have to say goodbye.

somewhere between then and 4 hours later, you both fell asleep. you're holding her close to you, her arms are wrapped around you and your legs are tangled together. you both sleep peacefully like this, until suddenly Enid wakes up.

in her sleep, she's moved so that both her legs are wrapped around one of yours. the same provocative dream that's tormented her for days must have struck her again, as the ache between her legs is stronger than ever, and, by her position, she guesses she must've been unconsciously grinding against you. she pricks with shame, and is glad that you're still fast asleep otherwise she probably would've died from embarrassment.

but still, the feeling of shame can't compare to the dull ache that's she's suffered through, unreleased for days. and now that it's stronger than ever, she isn't sure she can sleep or even breathe without doing something about it.

hesitantly, she presses a kiss to your neck, pulling back to read your face, she gives you another. hands tentatively moving to your upper arm, she keeps pressing quick kisses to your exposed neck. when she notices you stirring, she pulls away and looks at your face. when your eyes open, half-lidded, she smiles before anything. your eyes. the way you're looking at her right now only makes her want stronger. she wants you to look at her, all of her, just like this.

before you can even say hey, she kisses you. taken aback, you hesitate to kiss back. when her hand moves to your hair, fingers threading through it, you start to reciprocate. she notices how the want behind how you're kissing her mirrors her own and it only excites her more. deepening the kiss, - Enid wants everything to be deeper, more intense right now - she slips her tongue into your mouth.

hearing your sighs of content, the way you're groaning in satisfaction at just kissing her, is driving Enid up the wall. lost in the bliss of it, without thinking she presses her heat intensely against your leg. the pressure is both too much and not enough, and somehow she just doesn't care anymore, and starts to rut gently against you. she's surprised when your hands move to her hips, rocking her back and forth. she gasps, her hands tightening their grip on your hair.

it's weird, how good it feels, just a little bit of friction, even through two layers of clothing. it's heaven already, and just what she's needed this whole week.

she can't explain the rush - the feeling of your hands on her body, fingers pressing into her hip, the back of her thigh - it's insane, how much she wants you right now. it's almost primal, the way she's rutting herself against you, panting into your mouth through messy kisses.

she picks up her pace, chasing the faint release she can feel building already. you break the kiss to move down to her neck. kissing her jaw, just underneath her ear. without thinking, she growls. deep and low, right into your ear.

the way she's desperately grinding herself against you, so needy. the hot sounds of her breathless panting, her literal growls. it flips a switch inside you, and Enid gasps when you switch your position so she's underneath you.

the closeness, chest to chest, Enid already twitching her hips upwards, trying to gain friction again. it's clear how turned on you both are. you resume kissing, messier than ever, and you immediately start grinding against eachother. this feels even better than just humping your leg. now she can feel how turned on you are as well, and the feeling of you pressed against her is electric.

you're both a panting mess, the room is hot, roasting even. Enid wastes no time in tugging your shirt off your body, and you throw it away carelessly. returning the favour, you tug on the bottom of her jumper and she practically rips it off of herself. Enid isn't really sure where this is going. it's hot, it's so hot. she does want more, but not right now. she just wants to keep doing exactly this, she needs to keep doing this until she finds the release she's needed following night after night of her brain sexually tormenting her.

the movements of your hips grow sloppier as you're both nearing climax. you're grunting and gasping, while Enid's high pitch moans ring out, contrasted by lower growls whenever friction hits a particular spot that drives her crazy.

it's bliss, and she almost doesn't want it to end. but it's going to, and soon. she can feel the first waves of an orgasm coming and her eyes are already fluttering shut.

"please, please-" she chants breathlessly, over and over in your ear.

her climax finally comes, and it's the greatest relief she's ever felt. the pleasure washes over her and her eyes squeeze shut. she can feel it in every part of her, literally buzzing in her fingertips. she chokes out a moan when she feels your hips stutter and you let out a gasping grunt when the pleasure of your own orgasm arrives. aftershocks hit you both and you twitch against eachother.

panting loudly, and completely blissed out. you collapse next to her. your fingers entertwine and you lie there for a second, holding hands as you both sigh in content.

"wow." you say, chuckling, and you look to her. she moves to snuggle into your chest, hand still joined with yours.

"yeah, wow." she smiles against your chest and you pet her hair gently. you're both exhausted. it's 3 AM at least, and you've really worn yourselves out.

you barely press a kiss to Enid's forehead before she's out cold. adorable in sleep, she's sprawled across you, lips slightly parted.

you smile at seeing her looking this beautiful. she's sweet, and hyper, and she's wild.

she's yours.

A/N - p4rallel-universe's first nsfw fic?? i'm so sick rn but i was very invested in writing this lmfao

[lady-ashfade]

Can I request a fluffy Wednesday Addams x Reader one-shot? It can be angst with a fluffy ending or just complete fluff, and you can decide the scenario and reader's gender (I'd prefer it to be a gender-neutral reader, but you can pick whichever you want). :)

Yes you may my darling 💗🌸💕

Red lipstick.

Wednesday Addams x reader.

Plot: After missing your girlfriend you pulled her aside, and while doing so you left behind something that will soon cause you trouble.

Notes: The reader is called no gender pronouns or specifics, but the red does wear red lipstick. But everything can wear it. (please tell me if I messed up somewhere, I’m so used to writing for she/her pronouns)

This is really short.

Warnings: Kissing, a little dark themes but just because it’s Wednesday. Also probably spelling mistakes.

You loved your girlfriend, you would do anything she asked of you because in your eyes she was your own goddess. If she asked you, you would carve your heart and had it to her with a smile on your face, it belonged to her anyway. She was seen as morbid and sinister, a threat to anyone in her presence and to you…She was all of those things but you didn’t see it as a bad thing, but you loved it. Her dark ways and views on the world always made your head turn and think about what it’s like in her drain, she was fascinating.

But this week she hasn’t been able to be with you as much as you liked and you knew sometime she liked personal space but she was overworking herself. Maybe she liked the feeling of stress and her brain fogged with everything at once and the overwhelming feeling it put on her body. But it wasn’t healthy and you missed your girlfriend, so much.

Wednesday walked through the hallway with her thoughts keeping her focused on everything that has been happening. Which to your luck gave you a perfect opportunity to emerge from the dark class room and pull her in, closing the door behind you both. You gasped a bit when your body was shoved to the wall and her arm crushing your throat but you weren’t scared.

Her eyes realized you and her hard expression let up a bit but she still looked annoyed. “I could have kill you.” Her words spit like venom. You smiled as she let you breathe and speak. “By your hands it would be a honorable death.” You said the words to make her heart flatter, you saw her mouth curve up slightly and her eyes light up. “What’s this about?” She let her arm fall.

“Just wanted to see you and be alone.” Hands reached up to touch her cheek and she allowed the soft action. “You saw me this morning.” She stated. Maybe she was making fun of you for missing her that much but you know she didn’t mean anything by it. “That was too long ago,” you moved forward, “And I didn’t get to do this.”

Your lips met hers in a rushing manner and she immediately let out a breath and kissed you back. Her hands reached the back of you neck and rub the skin with her thumb while getting closer to you. She hated to admit but she has been missing you more and more, this case and whole monster business has kept her from you.

“My dark raven, how I love you so.” You chuckled and pulled back to kiss her cheek, which she wasn’t even realizing what you had done. “I’d die for you.” Her words were true and real but she would, it’s also her way of saying I love you back. “Hmm, I think we should get going. I’ll be at your dorm tonight.” You kissed her neck softly as a goodbye and ran off, she watched and her smile finally should.

But that was shortly lived when she walked to class that she shared with Enid and Xavier. Everyone in class stared at her which wasn’t unusual but this time it was something more, it was giving her a weird feeling and not the good kind. She sat down in between the two friends and they both just looked mortified. Xavier was smirking and amused and enid looked shocked but a little excited. “You seem to have had a good time.” The boy joked and Wednesday looked at him curiously.

“What are you on about now?” This only made him chuckle and face away from her. But enid was at her rescue, “Have a look.” She pulled out a small mirror and handed it to Wednesday and the girl took at look at herself. The pit in her stomach was turning and she almost felt embarrassed but over all she was annoyed and mad.

“I’m going to kill them.”

A red kiss mark was on her cheek, one on the neck and some smeared on her lips. She was mad at herself to for not coming to the conclusion herself because she knew y/n had red lipstick on but it slipped her mind.

Wednesday will get her revenge.

[pandorascripts]

Carrie Moment

summary: enjoying the chaos at the dance :^

pairing: wednesday x gn!reader

warnings: blood

note: just a little blurb to make up for the inactivity the past couple days :)

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As Wednesday stood in full height, shoulders boxy and eyes open, she basked in the blood filling the gym. The hand in hers didn’t budge, nor did a panicked voice erupt like the others, her date simply stared upwards as well. 

“Wednesday!” a voice yelled. 

Before she could respond with a snarky comment to Enid, you had beat her to it. 

“Let her have her Carrie moment, Enid. Please slip on your way out!” 

Wednesday would’ve laughed at the line, but she’s never been one for laughing. Instead, she widened her smile, which was there because of chaos, and sighed. 

Wednesday wiped a bit of the blood off her face, sticking her finger into her mouth. She was expecting the pleasing metallic taste, but she only got a chalky burn and an aftertaste of bitterness. 

Wednesday looked to you. “It’s only paint. Cowards couldn’t even spring for real pigs blood.”

You frowned. “So it’s not a Carrie moment then?”

“You know I’ve never seen that movie.”

You shrugged. “I’ll get you to watch it eventually. But for now, wanna motor? This party sucks.”

Wednesday watched the people slipping and sliding across the gymnasium, their grunts and splashes when they fall still pleasing to her, even if her dress was ruined. 

“In a a bit. I’d like to watch them flail about for a moment longer.”

You smile, nodding your head as the two of you start pointing out the funniest falls. 

“Wednesday! There’s a huge pile of people right there. Oh — jeez! I think that’s Miss Thornhill in there!”

“Is Weems there? If so, take a picture, I want that framed.”

[simpsforwomen]

Could you create an Enid x top reader smut? The reader has short hair and is somewhat muscular but not too much. The reader also has the power to time travel, control time and teleport. As for their personality, the reader is cold and has a penchant for morbid things, much like Wednesday, but is very kind and attentive when they're with the people they love. (It's okay if you don't want to).

✧ reply: Yes! I love your description of the character. This is softer than the smut I usually write so I hope it's up to your standards :)

❦ 𝗚𝗶𝗳𝘁

✧ warnings: smut, cunnilingus, and fingering

✧ pairing(s): Enid Sinclair x gn!top!reader

✧ summary: (request)

✧ word count: 1009

✧ a/n: it is currently 3:29am and this is the longest oneshot i have written so far. please let me know if you spot any mistakes. i'm tired.

☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎☠︎︎

To be honest, you have no idea how you ended up here. The earliest thing you can remember about your life is when you magically appeared in front of the doors to Nevermore Academy. Anything else before that seemed a blur to you. It's like you never truly existed before that.

But wait—you do remember something.

You had only ever seen it in dreams, but it had replayed enough times for you to remember the exact details.

The vision you thought of was one where you seemed to be glitching in and out of worlds—or were they realities? Perhaps even timelines?

Well, whatever you thought it was before, you know now that it was the latter.

Being "gifted" with the power to time travel, control time, and teleport had its ups and downs but it's been years since then, and you quite like your life now. You never thought you'd be living in such a colorful house with such joyful decor—only it wasn't yours, but your girlfriend's. You had recently moved out of your small apartment due to the fact that it wasn't as spacious as Enid liked. To be fair, you were never much of a materialist, and given your powers, the less, the better.

Too carried away with watching your thirteenth true crime documentary of the week (Yes, thirteenth. A record, even for you) and playing with your pocket knife, you failed to hear a struggling Enid coming in through the front door.

"A little... ugh—help here—please!"

You immediately sprung up from the couch, helping her bring in the groceries while muttering a quick 'sorry' as you were doing so for not noticing sooner.

"Thanks, babe." Your girlfriend smiled before pulling you into a tight hug.

You gave her a small grin in return, finding her cute. "You're welcome."

You were generally very sensitive to physical touch, much like your best friend Wednesday Addams. In fact, you and her had a lot in common. However, when it came to Enid, she gave you a feeling—a certain warmth you couldn't find anywhere else.

"Oh—oh! She exclaimed, reaching into one of many bags and pulling out a perfectly wrapped box. "I got something for you."

Taking the box, you wondered what it might be before slowly peeling the paper back. 

As you came closer to unwrapping the whole gift, your eyes softened. "You remembered..."

Enid watched as you traced your fingers along the edge. "Of course, I remembered." She had caught you eyeing the knife a while back when the two of you went thrifting. Apparently it belonged to a famous serial killer who passed away a couple years back. "Do you like it?" She asked with her usual bubbly tone.

A sinister smile spread across your face. "I love it. Thank you."

You went to set the knife down in your display case along with the other items you've collected over the years. Turning back around, your eyes met hers. You can't believe she remembered... I mean, you could believe it. She's Enid, the woman you felt so much love for.

"Come here." You held your hands out, gesturing for her.

She gladly obliged, falling into your embrace. You stroked her hair, caressing her scalp with your fingertips. Enid hummed in delight, leaning into your touch. Deciding to take it further, you tilt your head to one side, kissing her neck and suckling on her sensitive areas.

"Babe..." The blonde whimpered softly while melting in your arms.

You continued to lick at her reddened skin. "Do you like that...?"

"Yes..."

Your hands were roaming freely under her sweater now, nails dragging over her sensitive skin. It didn't surprise you that she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Tell me how much..."

"V-very much..."

Enid muffled a needy moan by biting her bottom lip as your fingers grazed over her nipples, rolling them between your thumb and index finger.

"Mmm~"

"No." You immediately ran a finger over her lips, stopping her from holding back. "I want to hear you."

"Okay..." She whispered, just barely loud enough for you to hear.

Wasting no time, you picked her up, bridal style. "Let's take this to bed."

Once in your shared bedroom, you placed her on the bed, crashing your lips onto hers in a searing kiss. In a matter of seconds, clothes were being thrown across the room, the two of you being far too needy to care.

Caressing Enid's skin with the tips of your fingers, you left a trail of kisses from her neck all the way down to the place she needed you most. You dragged your tongue over her clit at an agonizingly slow pace.

"Babe...stop teasing please~" She whined, bucking her hips in anticipation. Looking down she noticed your toned figure which turned her on even more.

Smirking at her response, you quickened your pace as you drew more whimpers and moans from the blonde. It only took a few seconds before she started to beg.

"Oh god- don't stop...please!~"

Her sweet juices coated your face as she pushed you further down into her dripping cunt.

"Mmm~ m-more!" She pleaded.

You happily obliged, sliding two of your fingers into her with ease. Her walls fluttered around you as you pumped in and out of her roughly.

Hearing the sound of sharp nails extending, you knew she was getting close. Enid grasped the sheets beneath her, practically tearing them to shreds as you curled your fingers, hitting her sweet spot every single time.

Screaming your name, she soon toppled over the edge, struggling to catch her breath. You slowed your movements, helping her come down from her high before pulling your fingers out. She was about to return the favor before you stopped her.

"Later. Right now, rest. You're exhausted."

Wrapping your arms around her, the two of you lay in each other's embrace until you both felt sleep take over.

"I love you." You whispered so quietly, you thought she hadn't heard.

"I love you too," she said, making you feel warm inside as you both drifted off to sleep.