#enid sinclair x male!reader

[teaaagan]

Evil

Y/N: I have found a foolproof method to determine if someone is truly evil.

Wednesday: And that is?

Y/N: If they dislike Enid, they are evil.

Wednesday, nodding in agreement: Yeah, ok, that’s pretty sound logic.

[erynaster]

Could I get Enid sinclair x reader that really enjoys thunderstorms? Just in a tree sitting on a branch or on the balcony in the rain smoking a cigarette enjoying the lightning and thunder. Fic form please

Sure!

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Stormy Nights

Summary: You and Enid share a moment of intimacy amidst a brewing thunderstorm.

Word Count: 942

Pairing(s): Enid Sinclair x Male!Reader

Warning(s): None

A/N: Took me a while to get back to this, mostly due to personal matters getting in the way...

CRASH!

BOOM!

A thunderclap echoes through the din, the sudden cacophony threatening to split the sky in half as low rumblings follow suit. You're sitting on an overhanging branch, your back resting comfortably on the trunk of the tree as you remain sheltered from the torrential downpour raging all around you.

The continuous pitter-patter of raindrops only adds to the cozy ambience that the thunderstorm provided. You've always been fond of thunderstorms, ever since you were little. The sudden outbursts of thunder and lightning never fazed you as a child, and at your current age the rain brought with it not disappointment, but pleasure at the fact that you could spend such a day indoors, wrapped up in a blanket, watching a movie or smoking a cigarette or two.

Or in this case, sitting in the shade of a tree, sheltered from the rain as the cool air wafts over you.

All in all, an ideal way to spend an evening.

You see a figure walking towards you in your peripheral vision. Turning in their direction, you can see that they're holding an umbrella, and wearing a pink raincoat.

You smile. It was her.

The figure nears, and you begin to make out her features in the rainy mist. Her colorful locks bounce with every step, and her face shines as she beams at you from underneath her hood.

She stops just beneath the shade of the tree, closing her umbrella as she dries herself off. Her gaze rests on you as she smiles.

"Hi."

You smile in return.

"Hello, Enid."

She approaches the base of the tree, looking up at you quizzically.

"Why are you out here? You weren't in your dorm and I got a little worried..."

You shrug. "I dunno, just felt like sitting out in the rain. It's really relaxing."

Enid stares at you with an odd expression on her face.

"May I... join you?" She offers, swaying side to side as a coy grin finds its way to her face.

"Of course." You shimmy over a bit to the left, making room for Enid to sit. "Come up over here."

Enid beams at you again, climbing up the the tree with surprising agility and litheness. Before you know it, she's right next to you, batting her eyes playfully at you.

"What? Why so surprised?" She asks.

You shake your head. "Nothing."

She sighs, her hand subtly finding yours as she takes it in her own. As your fingers interlock, a pale blush finds its way to your face, which you were pleased to note mirrored hers.

The two of you sit in silence for a moment, simply relishing each other's company. The rain doesn't let up, but the two of you remain dry underneath the thick foliage above you.

It's peaceful.

"Hey, Y/N?" Enid pipes up, looking at you anxiously. "Do you think... we could head back soon?"

"Hm?" You gaze at her in question. "But you just got here."

"I know, but..." She trails off, looking up at the sky with fearful trepidation.

You understood.

"Are you afraid of the thunder?" You ask, being as straightforward as possible.

"What? Psshhh. No, of course not." She waves you off, trying yet failing to mask her growing anxiety of the situation. "Why would I be—"

KRAKOOM!

Enid lets out a fearful yelp, grabbing onto your arm as she trembles uncontrollably. Her eyes are wide as dinner plates, darting all around you as the thunder fades off into low rumblings.

You smirk at her in spite of the situation.

"Well?" You inquire as she looks up at you, defeat etched all over her features.

"... Okay, fine. I'm a little scared. Don't tease me about it." She rolls her eyes at you.

"I won't. And it's nothing to be ashamed of." You wrap your arms around her, startling her for a moment as she stiffens up in surprise.

She relaxes slightly as you gently reach up with a free hand to stroke her hair, running your fingers through her accented locks with all the affection you could muster. She lets out a sigh of contentment, leaning into your touch as you continue playing with the strands of her colorful hair.

"Y/N?"

"Yeah?" You ask, stopping for a moment as you wait for her response.

It never comes.

Instead, Enid leans up, planting a gentle yet passionate kiss on your lips, holding the gesture for a moment before pulling away slowly. Her eyes are sparkling in the pale light, gazing into your own with pure adoration.

"I think I'll be fine now. Thank you."

You smile at her, gently nuzzling her cheek with your own as you cuddle each other underneath the shelter of the tree, two destined hearts who have found solace in one another. For now and for as far as time would take you.

As the rain begins to fade off into a gentle pitter-patter, you sigh dreamily as you rest your head on hers, taking in her scent as you close your eyes.

Thunderstorms were the best.

END

[skylarinfinity]

m/n: [exit his dorm room] ah good morning, cruel world.

enid: [walking by] isn’t supposed to be “goodbye, cruel world?”

m/n: [shrugs] this world may be cruel but i’m still kicking and wednesday in it.

tags lists @sonicqaulan @graysonfriggason @thebettermaximofftwins @sloanalistair @acienthazard @starlinggoldeneyes @ortegaolsen @wednesdaywanda @sandwichmarvel @gardenofmarvel @wanda-cabin-natasha-jacket

[ornii]

Ships

Enid: You guys saved everyone! Wednesday everyone loves you! You’re trending! #Healday!

Wedneaday: trending?

Enid Shows Wednesday fan Art of her and (Y/n) together, kissing on a bed of black roses, on her phone. She stares at it, Until (Y/n) Strolls over.

(Y/n): What Are We looking at?—

Wedneaday: I hate you, this is all your fault.

Wednesday walks away, hiding her growing smile.

[supercap2319]

Wednesday: “You sicken me, Y/N.”

Y/N: “Why’s that?”

Wednesday: “You have allowed yourself to be a pawn in the inconsequential high school social click. And it’s weakened you to show any affection to those great abominations over there. They’re an insult to abominations.” *looks at Tyler and Xavier*

Y/N: “Umm.... Wednesday? You’re literally holding Enid’s hand right now.”

Wednesday: “That is different.”

[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!

[eddieboi23]

Fake blood?

Y/N: *gets a text* Oh! It’s Wednesday.

Enid, excitedly: Did she get me the stuff?

Y/N: Yeah, she said she got you the clown costume, the power drill, and 12 gallons of blood.

Enid: Wow! Where’d she find 12 gallons of fake blood?

Y/N: …..You wanted fake blood?

Enid:

Y/N: uhhh. I’ll go call Wednesday

[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.

[livingdreams97]

Wednesday Addams -- "The wolf in my bed" (Part 3)

Wednesday Addams x Male reader/oc

Summary: The new girl at Nevermore Academy is forced to live with a person who is the complete opposite of herself. But what will happen when the brother of said roommate has a personality similar to Wednesday's?

Words: 3.679

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Masterlist

Wednesday POV

My research on the monster was progressing, but it was not doing so at the expected speed and every time I managed to advance one step, I was forced to take two steps back.

I don't know how he does it, but it's like the monster knows every move I'm going to make and I don't like that at all.

For example, the homeless man who lived in the old meeting house; who was murdered two nights ago. The monster sees me in the ruins and that same night kills the person who lived in that same place?

It's not a coincidence.

But thanks to that event, I got all the information about the bodies in the morgue and I have deciphered a pattern. It's subtle, but reading the reports and seeing the photos of the bodies it's easy to decipher.

Each victim has had a part of their bodies removed. The first victim was missing a kidney, the second a finger, the third his gallbladder and the homeless man from the meeting house two toes.

I don't know why the murderer needs these parts, but I plan to find out.

Thornhill 's class is anything but new information, since everything she is saying about orchids and their pollination is something I learned when I was 9 years old.

I hear a complaining sound from my left, causing me to look towards the person sitting next to me through my peripheral vision and seeing the school artist.

Xabier: I hurt my back fencing.- he excuses himself quickly without me asking him.

Mrs.Thornhill: The orchid produces pheromones that imitate a female insect, thus attracting males.- continues with her explanation. -Once the plant is pollinated, what do the male insects get in return?- questions waiting for the answer from one of the students.

Bianca: Nothing. - she answers before anyone else. -Like all the boys at the dance.- she finishes amusingly, causing most of the students to laugh at it.

Mrs.Thornhill: Okay, okay.- she says to get the attention of all the students. -I know you're all looking forward to Saturday, that's why I'm not going to send you homework.- she informs us, causing a small celebration on the part of the rest. -But I'm going to need volunteers for the decoration committee, anyone interested can come see me.- she says with a smile ending the class.

As soon as class ends, everyone gets up from their seats and immediately starts talking to each other.

Xavier: What? Aren't you going to participate? - he asks me directly. -Don't you like disco balls and surprise punch? - he asks with some sarcasm. -There will even be a DJ, Mc Blood Suckaz - comments with some amusement .

Wednesday: I prefer to stick needles in my eyes.- I respond immediately. -Although maybe I will do it anyway.- I comment casually, knowing that I would prefer it a thousand times over going to the dance.

Xabier: Invite someone to have a little fun.- he says bending down to put the book in his backpack and that's when I see it.

On the right side of his neck, which was being hidden by his shirt and jacket; three scratches. That has not been done in fencing.

I get up from my chair, deciding to follow my classmate and try to find out how those injuries could have been caused. He's hiding something and I plan to find out what he's hiding at all costs.

POV You

I grunt tiredly, hiding my face in my arms and resting on one of the tables in the square. This is getting repetitive too fast.

Enid: Do you want to stop growling, you're exaggerating.- she assures me, hitting my arm.

Y/n: Then stop asking me the same thing fifty times.- I growl again, raising my head from my arms and giving her a dirty look.

Enid: I haven't asked you more than 3 times! - she exclaims in defense and I look at her, raising an eyebrow.

Y/n: Three times in the last five minutes.- I point out. -But you've been asking me the same thing for five days.- I remind her breathing deeply, not wanting to lose the little patience I have left.

Enid: I'll stop asking you when you do it.- she assures me, crossing her arms and with a smile full of superiority.

Y/n: And why do you want me to ask Wednesday if she wants to go to the dance with me? - I asked her confused with the reason behind her insistence. -What do you get out of all this? - I say without understanding anything.

Enid: Because you would be a perfect couple and because unlike you, I would love for my best friend and brother to be together. - She answers with a huge smile.

Y/n: Three things- I list with my fingers. -First, what makes you think that Wednesday of all people wants to go to the dance, this being an unnecessary social event for her?- I ask, raising a finger. -Second, at what point has your mind thought that your best friend wants to be in a romantic relationship with someone, when she almost didn´t agree to be your friend?- I raise the second finger.

Enid: Because I know... - she starts in her defense but I tell her to shut up.

Y/n: I'm talking.- I remember, looking straight into her eyes. -And third, haven't you learned from what Ajax did to you?- I ask her with some anger in my voice, but my anger is not directed at her.

Because even with all my warnings not to go out with any of my friends, she asked Ajax on a date and he stood her up. The worst thing of all is that my best friend doesn't want to tell me why he stood her up and I haven't spoken to him in several days because of that.

No one plays with my sister's feelings, and Ajax 's black eye is an example of the consequences of that.

Enid: You didn't need to say the last point.- she growls at me angrily and with a certain gleam of pain in her eyes. -But whether you want to listen to me or not, there is something between you two and you can't deny it.- he assures me, looking me directly in the eyes.

Y/n: Well, look how I deny it.- I say with a false smile. -There is nothing between Wednesday and me.- I assure seriously.

Enid: You don't even believe that yourself.- she snorts, shaking her head. -It took her a month to let me hold her arm and you slept in her bed the first week, plus I can see the looks you give each other.- She points her finger at me accusingly.

Y/n: What looks are you talking about? - I ask, completely confused with what my sister means.

Enid: Oh please, the looks you give each other every time the other isn't looking and the intense but strange way of flirting you have.- she comments with exasperation.

Y/n: I don't flirt, I just have fun getting on Wednesday 's nerves.- I shrug with an amused smile.

Enid: That's called flirting.- she assures me as if it were obvious. -And don't deny it because you know we can spend the whole day like this.- she points her finger at me again so I can close my mouth. -So are you going to ask her to go to the dance with you or not? - she asks again with a big smile.

Y/n: I'll think about it.- I accept tiredly. -But you promise me that if I do, you won't bother me anymore with the looks that you say we give each other and the supposed flirtation.- I stretch my hand towards her, watching her bite her lip and think carefully about whether to accept or not.

I can see the internal struggle she is having in her head through her eyes and every slightest gesture on her face. I just wait in silence and keeping my hand outstretched.

Enid: I promise.- she growls after a while, accepting my hand. -But only if you ask, otherwise I can continue bothering you.- she says with a smile, shaking our hands energetically.

Y/n: Whatever. - I deny amused by her attitude and getting up from the bench.

Enid: Where are you going? - She asks me confused when I let go of our hands.

Y/n: I have homework to do.- I respond, raising my shoulders.

Enid: But Professor Thornhill hasn't sent us anything.- She remembers me confused.

Y/n: Do you only have botany class? - I ask amused by the look f confusion on her face. -I'm leaving.- I say goodbye, entering the school hallways.

I walk towards my room, thinking about what my sister told me and as if on cue I see the person we were talking about.

Y/n: Wednesday! - I exclaimed, calling her and running to catch up with her. -How are you going with the investigation?- I ask her when I get to her side.

Wednesday: Good.- she nods her head, continuing walking. -I have new clues and I have discovered something about the deaths.- she tells me and I walk next to her.

Y/n: Do the dates or the shape of the wounds form some pattern?- I ask interested.

Wednesday: No. - she denies in response and doesn't say anything else.

She continues walking in the direction of Ophelia Hall, so I understand that she doesn't want to continue talking and I decide to stop walking. I watch her walk away and turn around to resume my walk to my room.

Wednesday: Where are you going? - I hear her question from behind me so I turn around seeing her with her arms crossed and one eyebrow raised.

Y/n: To my room.- I respond confused. -I thought that since you haven't continued talking and haven't stopped walking, you wanted me to leave you alone.- I explain simply.

Wednesday: At any other time you would be correct about the message of my actions, but this is not the case.- she assures me with her monotonous tone of voice. -Now follow me.- she practically orders me, turning around and resuming her walk towards her room.

I quickly look around, making sure no one is around and run again to catch up with her.

We do the rest of the way to the room she shares with my sister in complete silence. Once inside the room, she walks over to a cork board and looks over her shoulder at me.

I approach, looking at the board and appreciating the reports and photos of what I assume are the victims of the monster.

Wednesday: There have been a total of four murders, but none of them are related to each other other than by the monster that killed them. - she explains to me, pointing to the files of the victims . -The attacks have happened on random days, there is no pattern regarding a specific number of days between one murder and another, nor any lunar phase or anything like that. - she continues explaining to me and I see each date of the murders on each victim.

Y/n: That means that wolves, for example, are ruled out since all the murders would had to be during the full moon. - I comment, reading the forensic file of the second victim.

Wednesday: Exactly, although it is clear that there are some wolves that do not need the full moon to transform. - she comments with a knowledge that I did not know she had. - You, for example. - she points her finger at me.

Y/n: How do you know that? - I ask confused, since not many people know it and it´s better to keep it that way.

Since it is very rare that a werewolf can make a complete transformation at any time, without the need for a full moon and it is something that must be kept secret.

It is very dangerous for it to be known, since it would be a perfect excuse for the normies to blame us for any crime like this and also such information can be dangerous in the hands of another supernatural being .

Wednesday: Enid.- responds simply.

Y/n: Of course.- I growl, annoyed with my sister, since she knows she can't tell anyone.

Wednesday: But it is clear that it is not a werewolf, since the claw wounds that the victims present are more spacious than those of a werewolf. - she explains to me, pointing to an abdomen, or what remains of it . -But I have noticed that in each victim, the murderer has extracted a part of their bodies and that none of them match.- she explains to me.

Y/n: You mean, the killer has taken a part of each victim 's body? - I asked confused. -As a type of amulet or reminder?- I question looking at the girl next to me, who is with her arms crossed.

Wednesday: It seems that way, but I still don't know the exact reason. - she answers me simply.

Y/n: I may not be right.- I comment thoughtfully. -But don't serial killers usually take the same thing from all their victims? - I ask without stopping looking at the photos.

Wednesday: Not always, most prefer to take any of the victim 's personal belongings. But when it's a part of the body, it varies depending on the murderer. - She explains to me and I nod, looking at her when I hear the sound of a piece of paper.

Y/n: What is that? - I ask her when I see how she takes out some pages from inside her school jacket.

Wednesday: Some very realistic and detailed drawings that I have gotten of our monster. - she responds, hanging the two drawings on the board.

Y/n: Where did you get them from? - I ask looking at said drawings.

Wednesday: From Xabier's hut.- she answers and I look at her quickly.

Y/n: He painted this? - I ask her without stopping to look at her and blindly pointing at the drawings.

She just makes a sound of confirmation, tearing her gaze from mine and moving it to my friend's sketches.

I imitate her action, returning my gaze to the paintings and paying attention to every detail of the monster.

I know that many times Xabier has very realistic lucid dreams that he then draws. But dreams are usually related to things he has seen or knows. Which would mean that he has somehow seen the monster.

Y/n: Do you think he has something to do with the monster?- I ask her in a low voice, not knowing if I want to know the answer.

Wednesday: It is possible.- it confirms my fears. -Today he had a fairly large scratch on his neck and was acting a bit suspicious. In addition to the fact that those were not the only drawings, wherever you looked, the monster's face was everywhere in that hut. - she tells me and I sigh without wanting to continue with the topic.

I decide to take a couple of steps back, moving away from the board a little and trying to think of something else.

Y/n: Hey Wednesday.- I caught her attention, causing her to look at me instead of the board. -Would you like to go with me to the Raven on Saturday?- I ask her the first thing that comes to mind unconsciously to change the topic.

I open my eyes realizing what I've said and my heartbeat skyrockets. I can see that her eyes have also opened in surprise, but they have barely opened two millimeters and if I wasn't staring at her I wouldn't have noticed.

The air in the room becomes very heavy, due to the silence and lack of response from the black-haired girl. I swallow heavily, feeling my body temperature rise and my heart beat in my throat.

Wednesday: No. - responds monotonously and for some reason that I don't understand, I feel disappointment invade my body and a phantom weight in my heart, as if I had stones in it.

Y/n: I know that you are not the type of person who enjoys unnecessary social events like dancing and that you prefer to stay in your room writing your novel. - I explained quickly without thinking. -But I wanted to ask you just in case.- I lift my shoulders, feigning indifference.

Wednesday: I don't reject you for that reason.- she assures me and I look at her confused. -It's because I've already asked someone and that person has accepted.- she tells me with the same monotony as always.

I think since I've known her, it's the first time I hate how monotonous her voice is and how impassive her face is. Because for once, I would like her to express a minimum of feelings with her features so I can at least know what she thinks.

Y/n: Oh.- I murmur a few seconds after her response and processing the information she has given me.

She doesn't say anything, she just watches me in complete silence and for the first time, it makes me uncomfortable.

Never before had I felt so watched by her and so uncomfortable and embarrassed in her presence. I don't want to continue feeling her gaze on me, trying to read me, much less for her to realize that this rejection has somehow caused something in me.

Y/n: I think I've bothered you enough.- I clear my throat, taking a step back. -I have things to do.- I excuse myself, pointing to the door and walking towards it.

Wednesday looks at me, nodding and turning her attention back to the board.

I take advantage of the fact that her back is turned to flee from the room and walk towards mine, feeling the disappointment latent within me.

These feelings are the reason why I didn't want to ask her to go to the dance in the first place. I knew she was going to say no and that I would feel bad, but I didn't think will fell this bad.

I thought it would be like that day in the ruins, when Xabier appeared and they both ignored my existence, as if I were not by their side. I thought I would feel a certain heaviness for her failure to acknowledge my existence and anger for having her full attention on Xabier instead of me.

But it has not been that way. I know that what I felt the other time was jealousy and I still don't really understand why.

Although this time it wasn't jealousy, it was as if they were piercing my chest and squeezing my heart, preventing it from pumping blood to the rest of my body.

The worst thing of all is that she has asked someone to go to the dance, it was not another boy who asked her and for some strange reason she has been forced to accept. 

No. 

She was the one who asked someone to go to the dance with her and I didn't see her very upset about it when she told me.

On the other hand, how can I know what she feels if she never shows it.

Wednesday POV

After the strange interaction with Y/n and my refusal of his invitation to the Raven, he excuses himself and I am left alone in my room.

I don't spend much time alone before my extravagant roommate walks into our room and looks at me with a slightly disturbing smile.

Enid: I've seen my brother walk away from Ophelia Hall.- she comments in a sing-song voice, causing me to look at her seriously.

Wednesday: I have shared with him the progress of my research.- I respond walking towards her.

Enid: And you have only talked about the investigation? - she asks with some emotion to which I cannot find an obvious origin.

Wednesday: Yes.- I agree emphatically. -But I need your worldly wisdom for a last minute situation that has arisen.- I say, maintaining my usual seriousness and impassiveness, but without knowing very well what I have to do.

Enid: Okay? - nods with some insecurity.

Wednesday: What are the steps to follow to attend a social event like the Raven? - I ask, maintaining my position and avoiding reacting to the inhuman scream that my roommate lets out.

Enid: Oh my goodness! Wednesday Addams is going to the dance! - she exclaims, jumping on the spot and with a somewhat high-pitched voice. -Do you know what you need? - she asks me excitedly.

Wednesday: A shot to the head? - I ask sincerely.

Enid: A dress! - she exclaims full of emotion.

Wednesday: I already have one.- I assure her without reacting to her emotion.

Enid: Is it the one you showed up here with? - she asks with some fear on her face. -It was an abomination for fashion that not even I could resurrect.- she assures me. -Thing, help me.- she says to the hand on my right.

He responds with a thumbs up, implying that he agrees with her and that I cannot wear the dress in which I arrived at Nevermore .

Enid: You need something that says: First date, get out of the way bitches! - she exclaims with too much energy. -Besides, being Y/n's sister, I can help you better.- she assures me with an even bigger smile than the one he had before.

Wednesday: What does your brother have to do with all this?- I ask normally and with some confusion at the mention of the boy.

Enid: Aren't you going to the dance with him?- she asks, erasing the smile from her face and frowning in confusion .

Wednesday: No. - I deny immediately. -I'm going with Xabier, for reasons that aren't important right now.- I explain and I see how her face contorts in a similar way to her brother's when I rejected his invitation to the dance.

Although the expression on my roommate's face is lighter and she doesn't have the lost look like her brother has had for a few moments.

In addition, the range of emotions that her face shows is not exactly the same and there is a difference between the emotions of confusion, some sadness and perhaps guilt that Enid reflects, which are easy to decipher.

His brother's were more difficult, since I had only been able to clearly see the gesture of disappointment and the emotion of pain he made for a second.

But otherwise I can't say exactly what emotions he felt, much less the reasons why he felt them.

NEXT

[amphibiahawks321]

[poly headcanon]

[Enid and Wednesday if other people ignore them]

Enid : Don't care

Wednesday : Don't care

[Enid and Wednesday if M!Reader ignore them]

Enid : D-did I do something wrong?!

Wednesday : Don't care.........but just to be clear is it something I did?

[teaaagan]

Sauce

Y/N: can you get some laundry detergent on the way back, hon?

Enid: laundry detergent?

Y/N: you know, the liquid you pour into a washing machine

Enid: OH you mean laundry sauce

Wednesday, utterly disgusted: what the fuck

[king-of-the-underworld-hades]

heyy

Could you make a oneshot with wenclair x male reader who smokes and skateboards you can add anything you want to it just if R can have messy black medium long hair with purple ends and matching colored eyes

I was hoping I would see this one again I really wanted to do this one before my old account was deleted. I don’t skate so sorry if I sound like a poser.

Sk8ter Love(Male)

Art by @ellie5756_milky on X

The halls of Nevermore were bustling as per usual. Students talking to each other, cliques walking in groups as per usual, the "mean girls" judging a random passerby, etc. One of these groups suddenly split as you sped down the hall leaving a streak of dark purple. "Watch it!" You yelled out. You were low to the ground on your board a hand on each side gripping the board to help maneuver through the halls, you expertly weaved through the halls having many close calls but you had been doing this for years so it was nothing new. After a few minutes, you reached your destination, your dorm. You power stopped in front of your door unlocked it and walked in picking up your board in the process. Walking in the sound of your roommate playing GTA V filled your ears. "Yo," Your roommate Damien said not looking at you. "Sup, what you doing?" You asked as you sat on your bed taking off your boots and watching the screen to see him get blown up by an oppressor. "I dunno," he responded as he blew out smoke. You rolled your eyes and stood up opening the window. "I thought we talked about smoking with the window closed?" "Forgot," you sighed and grabbed the cigarette from him and took a drag of it before blowing the smoke out the window, "Methonal?" "Yeah, one of the Vamps got it for me," Damien said as you got a text. "You could've asked me to pick some up," you said as you checked the text. It was from Wednesday from the group chat with her and Enid, opening it you saw a picture of yourself blowing smoke out the window. With the text under it reading. "You're smoking already?" You could practically hear her annoyance in the text. You chuckled and responded, "Were you watching my window waiting for me?" "...Just get up here already." "She totally was," Enid texted. You smiled and walked over to your closet. "Imma be at-," "You're girlfriends dorm all day. Don't call or text unless I'm dead," Damien said finishing your sentence. You chuckled tied your hair up loosely and left the dorm with your board.

When you arrive at their dorm you open the door and Enid immediately hides behind you. "Baby, calm her down!" "Mi Amor, please tell the mutt that she can't take the hoodie I took from you for herself," Wednesday said eyes locked on Enid like she was prey, Enid was wearing one of your hoodies which was Wednesday's favorite one of your collection. You sighed and pat Enid's head. "Pup give it back to Wends," you said as Enid pouted. "Why does she get to have one for herself!?" "Cause the one toy usually steal is dirty after you spilled juice on it. Again," you said as Enid groaned and took the hoodie off giving it to Wednesday who was Smirking. Wednesday slipped into it and Enid flopped on her bed and started complaining to Yoko and Divina how unfair you were being. You sat down on Wednesday's bed sat on your lap and took out your hair tie letting your hair fall to your shoulders. She took a strand of your hair and rolled it in between her fingertips. You found out early in your relationship Wednesday loved your hair. Unlike most teens, you keep your hair clean, conditioned, and soft. You always did hair care, skin care, etc. But, Wednesday always loved your hair especially, the way it flowed, and how your hair faded seamlessly into the purple color she came to adore. She loved how it glowed whenever you used your abilities. As she was playing with your hair and staring into your eyes she began to lean in for a kiss but was interrupted when Enid appeared behind you and pulled you down and kissed you first. Enid looked at Wednesday and jumped off the bed grabbing the spare skateboard you kept in the room and began to skate out of the room in an attempt to outrun Wednesday who got off your lap and began to chase Enid with her mace, the medieval kind. Thing crawled out from under Wednesday's bed and tapped the floor a few times. "Yeah... I should probably go after them."

[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

[ornii]

Bitterly Beautiful: Apology

(Y/n) and Wednesday had a fight, now they’re not taking to each other.

Ajax: We should try and mend their relationship, without them talking to each other.

Enid *Gets a Fantastic idea!*: I know, we write an apology letter to Wednesday, and say it’s from (Y/n)!

Ajax: that’s genius!

Ajax and Enid write the most beautiful and soul touching letter and hand it to Wednesday signed from (Y/n). They watch her face as she reads it, she then calmly tears it up.

Enid: Why did you tear it up! He’s apologizing.

Wednesday: Enid, (Y/n) can’t see, so how can he write this?

Enid: …

Ajax: …

Enid and Ajax: … Shit.

Ajax: Wait what did he even do to make you mad?

Wednesday: We were arguing and I said that he will never see my point in this argument and he replies “Of course I won’t.” And points to his eyes and starts laughing at me… now that I think about it, it was quite humorous at his expense, I shall go apologize to him, thank you, Enid. Ajax.

Enid and Ajax: … YES!

[supercap2319]

Y/N: “Wednesday, Tyler says he wants to take me out.”

Wednesday: “How lovely.”

Y/N: “How do you suppose he’ll take me out? An axe to the head? A knife in the back?”

Wednesday: “My money’s on Cyanide poisoning. Perhaps tied to the railroad tracks as a train comes by.”

Y/N: “That would be so romantic! Tied to the railroad tracks with a train headed towards me.”

Enid: *Hearing everything with a shocked face* “OMG! Do you guys even what ‘taking me out means?’”

Wednesday: “Yes. It’s very clear. To kill, destroy, or disable someone or something.”

[6rookie-writer0110]

Being Wednesday Addams’ brother and dating Enid Sinclair would include...

•You arrived at Nevermore Academy after your sister. Everyone was in shock that Wednesday has another brother.

•Some people called you a psycho for what you did at your old school.

•Enid said hi to your first then you found out that she is your sister's roommate.

•You would flirt with Enid and she would blush or giggle.

•You would walk her to class and carry her books.

•Wednesday would tell you to stop flirting with Enid.

•But you don't listen to your sister.

•You asked Enid to be your girlfriend and she said yes.

•Wednesday told you not to break her heart.

•When Enid is alone in her dorm room, you would cuddle with her. Then your sister would make you leave.

•Enid would tell you how handsome you look and you would smile.

•You go to the dance with Enid.

•Enid is always affectionate with you.

•When you met her parents it didn't go well. But you stood up to her mom and Enid liked it. But her dad likes you.

•Your family likes Enid and Pugsley became friends with her.

•Your dad would give you advice on relationships.

•When Enid first changed into a werewolf, you were very happy for her.

•Enid would help you study.

•you and Enid would have pet names for each other.

•Enid would have many plushies because of you.

•Wednesday would tell you not to spend the night in their dorm room.

•Enid would write posts about you on her profile.

•You and Enid are always making out. One time, your sister used her blade to make you leave the room.

•Wednesday gets annoyed when Enid talks about you.

•Around the academy you and Enid would hands while walking.

•During the Poe Cup, you made fun of your sister cause she has on the cat suit then she punched you in the arm.

•You galdy helped Wednesday cheat during the race.

•But you did cheer for Enid and the others.

•Your girlfriend has kept your T-shirts which she wears to sleep.