#lee! wednesday

[lopsicle]

Okay, so I finished Wednesday like 3 days ago and I’ve really been wanting to write a fic since, so let me know if this is any good!

Pairing: Enid x Wednesday (implies romantic, but not together yet)

Warnings: Tickle fic, mentions of death

Words: 2,300.

Overworked

No one particularly liked working hard, mainly due to how tired it could make you, or the task itself, but some still saw it as a necessary evil and would push themselves to their limits to get whatever it is finished. In our case, Wednesday Addams is hunched over her table, each exhale letting clouds of cold smoke exit her freezing lips. It was in the middle of winter, and if she was being honest, which she wouldn’t be, she was experiencing a burn out with her writing. However, she didn’t want to talk about with anyone, or make Enid think she was growing lazy, so the girl continued, no matter how small or meaningless the idea. Her hands were practically frosted over and each tap at her typewriter was a slow, awkward movement. Her teeth gritted in frustration each time her mind went blank, or when she simply couldn’t figure out how to continue her novel.

The girl continued like this for the better part of an hour, before she heard the door suddenly open. The girl’s fingers curled in as Enid merrily barged into the shared dorm. Living with the girl was like a rollercoaster for Wednesday. Enid had her upsides and her downsides, but much like a rollercoaster, it seems confusing as to why you’d like it. She was a polar opposite to the gothic girl, yet as Enid said, they worked, even if they didn’t know why. ‘Wednesday! You will never believe what me and Yoko did, I haven’t had time to write about it on my- are you alright?’ She asked, taking a few cautious steps towards her. The two girls were very observant of each other’s habits, and this definitely wasn’t how Wednesday wrote, her fingers were stiff and her movements had much less energy then usual. It was another mystery to Wednesday on why Enid cared this much about her, but after a while, she learned to accept it, even if she found it aggravating at times. She let out another breath of cold air, which just made Enid more concerned. ‘Yes,’ Wednesday replied. Okay, something was wrong. Her voice was quieter then usual, almost drained, and normally she’d have some kind of remark to make it against Enid, but this time it was just nothing. A lie. Enid walked towards the girl, and reclusively, Wednesday turned her body back to the typewriter, not facing the girl. The werewolf leaned down next to her, and placed her hand on Wednesday’s, causing the girl to let out a sharp exhale and tug her hand away. Enid nearly recoiled just from feeling the icicle that was Wednesday’s hand. ‘Jesus Christ, you’re absolutely freezing! How long have you been sitting there for?’ She asked, as Wednesday finally turned to with a look of irritation. She took her time pulling her paper out from the typewriter and sealing it in her box before giving the girl a response. ‘An hour,’ she said flatly, still too deflated to even shoot a remark at Enid for touching her. ‘An hour?!’ The colourful girl’s eyes widened and she shook her head. ‘No, no, you couldn’t of been sitting there for an hour!’ Enid said incredulously, she knew the girl lacked self preservation, I mean, she practically threw herself at danger at any opportunity, but this seemed stupid, even for Wednesday.

‘You have eyes, don’t you?’ Wednesday shot back at her, which Enid for the most part ignored. ‘You’re going to your bed right now,’ Enid said sternly, standing right behind the girl. Wednesday didn’t even bother looking back at her as she said ‘I’m not a child.’ Enid huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. ‘Well, your certainly acting like one, you’ve been here far too long, you’re feel like ice!’ Wednesday’s finger slowed over the typewriter. She couldn’t focus like this, not when Enid was caring about her, all she could focus on was her denial to let the girl help her, and she hated it. ‘I’m not acting like a child, you’re acting overbearing. I’m behind on my novel, I have to keep doing this,’ she explained, trying to keep a calm tone to not upset Enid further. The girl behind her fell silent, to which Wednesday assumed would be the end of their mini argument. But in reality, Enid wasn’t going to back down that easily, not at all. Wednesday had taken her attention away from the werewolf, which gave her some time to think about what she should do. Sure, she could pick Wednesday up and carry her to her bed, but the gothic one would definitely get disgruntled at that. There was the option of just giving her a blanket while she was on the chair, but Enid thought that would be too simply, especially since Wednesday had proven to be difficult right now. Though, there was one option that lingered in her mind. Wednesday’s arms were stretched in front of her as her digits tapped against the typewriter in an agonisingly slow fashion, and Enid’s eyes were drew to the girls side. Sure, it may seem uncharacteristic for Wednesday Addams of all people to be tickling, but it was worth a shot to at least try. She stretched out her index finger and took a long, colourful now before swiping it down Wednesday’s side. The girl practically recoiled away in surprise, nearly falling off her chair but she caught herself in the desk with her left arm. She flipped her head around to this her dorm mate with gritted teeth, ready to tear into her for even trying that, but the smirk the other girl was wearing completely tore away her confidence to that. ‘Don’t,’ Wednesday ordered firmly, wrapping her left arm around her stomach and holding out her right in Enid’s direction to be ready to try and stop the girl if she advanced. ‘Don’t what?’ Enid asked with the sweetest, oblivious smile as she took another step closer to the goth, causing her to lower herself in her chair and curl her knees to her chest. ‘You know what,’ she stated, her tone having the slightest hint of desperation in it, but that wasn’t gonna save her. ‘I don’t know, could you remind me?’ She asked, suddenly snatching Wednesday’s right wrist and holding her arm above her head. Normally, Wednesday would be able to fight the girl off, but that’s on a good day, not a sleep deprived, freezing day. The girl tightly pressed her lips shut, and covering her mouth already with her left hand. ‘Now, let’s see here..’ Enid’s fingers wrapped around Wednesday’s sides before she started rapidly squeezing against them, causing the cold girl to bounce with each touch from the werewolf’s hands. ‘Hm, you’re already getting really squirmy, someone must be very ticklish, that’s so fun!’ Enid smiled down warmly at the girl, who despite her current mannerisms, was still wearing a neutral expression.

Wednesday had been tickled before, so she learned how to control herself in the situation, however Enid was probing rather difficult for her. Wednesday didn’t mind the tickles at all, she was favourable to them, but she’d die before she’d admit that. I mean, with her other interests like death, and torture, you’d think admitting that she likes tickling would be easy enough, but it seemed far too off-brand and childish for her, she couldn’t allow herself to. That’s why Enid’s teasing was making it even harder for her not to crack and let out the giggles blocked up in her throat. ‘Don’t worry, I’ll stop at any time!’ Enid said thoughtfully, as her hands made its way around to Wednesday’s stomach. ‘As long as you take a break and get yourself warm, I mean, even your tummy is freezing!’ She exclaimed, scribbling her long painted nails around Wednesday’s stomach, sending sharp ticklish shocks all throughout the girl’s torso. Wednesday pressed her arms further against her face, not wanting let a single reaction slip as she buckled slightly at the devilish touch of her friend’s nails. Her head shook slightly in response to Enid’s statement, half because she still wanted to continue her writing, and half because she didn’t want it to end just yet. She bit down on the inside of her cheek as some laughter nearly threatened to spill, but kept herself composed nonetheless. ‘Fine, have it your way!’ Enid said, but her tone was only half serious, mainly because she was still concerned for Wednesday, but knew the girl wouldn’t listen to her normally. Her scribbling got even faster, with one hand clawing at the girl’s stomach and her other randomly scratching along with her nails. The nail on her pinkie finger even slipped into the girl’s belly button and started swirling against it in circles,vans finally, all the tickling attention caught up to the girl and she couldn’t contain herself anymore.

‘Kihihihihihihi!’ Wednesday’s legs kicked back and forth halfheartedly as a barrage of soft snickers exited her mouth. Her expression miraculously remained neutral, but her lips were curling at the end of her mouth. Enid’s heart melted at the sight of the squirming girl beneath her. ‘Aw, you have such adorable laughter! You should really start laughing more!’ She encouraged, but she knew it would be fruitless; Wednesday would hardly open up like that. However, the teasing was making this all the more torturous for Wednesday, slowly breaking down at her composure. The worst was yet to come for the girl as Enid’s nails trailed a bit further up and her nails were just barely tracing at her bottom rib. This tipped Wednesday over the edge, she held her hand tightly against her mouth and began twisting her body around in the chair, flailing her legs around as she tried to use her free arm to bat at Enid’s hands. ‘Aw, what’s wrong, did I find a bad spot?’ She cooed, letting her fingers wiggle and pinch against the girl’s ribs, which made her jolt and squirm around, her arms randomly flailing around as laughter carelessly poured out of her mouth. ‘Ah! E-e ihahahd! Stahahahp!’ The girl could only muster out a couple of words between her laughter, which Enid chuckled out. Enid slowly pulled away her fingers from the goth. ‘Hm, I could,’ and in an instant, she jabbed them all back against her ribs, letting them wriggle around and scratch against the sensitive spot. ‘But you have been difficult lately!’

Wednesday utterly exploded into loud, awkward laughter. ‘Ahahahaha my gahahahahad, fihahaahahne, I’ll tahahahahake a breahahahahak!’ She conceded, still flustered she was bested of tickling of all things. Enid slowly pulled her hands away, giving her ribs one last pinch which made the girl jump. Wednesday leaned back in her wooden chair, taking in deep breaths through her nose as she settled down tiredly. All the squirming had only warmed the girl up a bit, but she was still extremely cold. Enid smiled softly at the sight, proud of her new discovery. ‘Thanks for your cooperation.’ She decided that Wednesday looked tired enough and slowly, almost cautiously picked her up but Wednesday accepted the touch and even wrapped her arms around the colourful girl’s neck to make it easier for her to be carried. She pulled back the pitch black covers of the girl’s bed and placed her against the mattress, which she nearly melted into. Enid leaned down next to the bed. ‘How are you feeling?’ She asked compassionately. ‘Drained,’ Wednesday replied, but she wanted to say more. So much more. I mean, this could be her one opportunity to final receive any form of tickling, she wanted to take it so badly. And this was Enid she was talking about, the girl was so trustworthy and had accepted Wednesday’s other morbid interests, she’d be sure to accept a softer one, right?

‘I didn’t mind that..’ she muttered, barely audible but Enid picked it up with a teasing smirk. ‘Mind what?’ She asked, which caused Wednesday to subtly curl up a bit. ‘What you just did,’ she responded, her throat tightening a bit as the words left her mouth, unable to take them back. Enid raised an eyebrow at this and examined the exhausted girl again. She wasn’t messing with her, that was for sure, and she liked the tickling? Enid’s face took a second to process before breaking out in a wide smile, thinking of a careful response before saying ‘That’s okay! I think I liked it too!’ She offered, and Wednesday let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. ‘Maybe we could do it again sometime!’ Enid offered again, presenting it as just a possibility as she didn’t want to overstep. Wednesday pondered in silence for a moment, before finally saying ‘Just don’t tell anyone or I’ll rip out your tongue.’ She warned her, which caused Enid to giggle. ‘Of course! Our secret!’ Wednesday covered her mouth and let out a small yawn, her eyes blinking slowly and it looked like the girl was on the verge of passing out. ‘Okay, I’ll leave you to sleep now, night Wednesday!’ She turned to leave, but she felt a small, gentle pinch on the back of her trouser leg, behind her knee. She turned to see Wednesday’s arm stretched out to her, and she mumbled a small ‘stay here..’. Enid’s heart fluttered at the sight as she gave the girl a nod, seemingly loosing her ability to speak as she crawled into the bed next to her. Neither of the girls were that experienced with physical contact, so Wednesday leaned the side of her head on the girl’s lap as Enid pulled the covers of her, and the girl was finally starting to feel warm as her stressed expression was replaced with a peaceful one.

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From Pain to Laughter

Summary: Wednesday is in pain after fencing so Enid offers to give her a massage and discovers that her roommate is pretty ticklish

“Are you still in pain?” Enid asked. 

Wednesday had hurt her back during fencing, but absolutely refused to see the nurse or let anyone know. Enid wouldn’t have known if Thing hadn’t tipped her off, much to her roomie’s disgruntlement. 

“Yes,” Wednesday grumbled, half her face buried in her pillow. 

“Wens, you should really see the nurse-” 

“No.” 

“But-” Enid was cut off. 

“I don’t need to. I’m fine.” 

Enid squawked in disagreement. “You’re totally not! You never lay down except for bed and you haven’t used your typewriter all day . Is this about Bianca?” 

Wednesday didn’t want Coach Vlad to find out because then, inevitably, Bianca would too and she could simply not handle the humiliation of the siren finding out about a weak spot. 

“You’re in pain,” Enid tried again when Wednesday didn’t say anything. “You should at least get some pills for it.” 

“No.” 

Enid groaned. Why did Wednesday have to be so stubborn? 

She thought back to when her brother got hurt playing football with the rest of their cousins during a family reunion. He’d gone to get a massage because his upper back hurt that much. Maybe that would work for Wednesday too. Except she didn’t let anyone touch her. 

But maybe -

“Can I give you a massage?” The question must have surprised Wednesday. She didn’t immediately refuse. 

“What did you just ask me?” 

“Can I give you a massage?” Enid repeated herself slowly, now wondering if this was a bad idea. “It'll make you feel better. My brother got one and it helped him.” 

“And you believe I will allow you to do the same to me?”

Enid shrugged, despite her roommate not being able to see it. “I’m just trying to help, Wednesday.”

“I don’t need your help.” 

Enid pouted. “Please? I really think it’ll help and you should do something if you won’t go see the nurse.” 

Wednesday rolled her eyes. “If you insist then fine . But I don’t think it will do anything.” 

Enid smiled victoriously. She climbed on the bed, pausing when she realized she was going to have to straddle her in order to be stabilized. “Don’t get mad,” she warned and Wednesday scoffed at her for this. “But I gotta...” She trailed off, sitting on the back of her thighs but keeping it light incase Wednesday reacted badly. 

“ Enid .” 

“Sorry,” Enid said quickly. “But I can’t get you as well from the side.” 

The goth girl growled. “You are lucky I am allowing this.” 

“Lucky? This is for you .” 

“Get on with it,” Wednesday ordered, ignoring that last remark. 

Enid glanced over at Thing, who was on the other side of Wednesday’s bed. “She’s so bossy today.” 

Thing agreed. 

“Is it okay to go under your shirt?” Enid asked, not wanting to just assume. 

“If you must.” 

Enid started off near her waist, digging her fingers into the skin. Slowly, she worked her way up and then went back down. To tell the truth, it was her first time doing it so she wasn’t really sure if she was doing it right but it didn’t seem that hard. And Wednesday wasn’t complaining or stopping her so it must have meant something . 

At least, she thought until she felt Wednesday jerk underneath her. 

“What’s wrong?” Enid frowned in concern. 

“Nothing...” 

“Okay,” Enid didn’t believe her but continued on, keeping her movements slow and her gaze on Wednesday in concentration. 

Wednesday had to have been lying to her. The longer this lasted, the more she seemed to...squirm? 

“What the-” Enid’s brain caught up to her a minute later. She grinned in delight. “Are you ticklish, Wednesday?” 

“No,” her voice was muffled by the sheets. 

“Wednesday, you totally are!” 

“Do what you intended to and stop talking!” Her roommate sounded embarrassed. 

Oh, that was how she was gonna be, huh? Enid did as she was told, for like a minute. 

Then she let her hands slide down closer to where the goth girl’s stomach was, lightly tickling her there. She was encouraged by the snort she heard from Wednesday to keep going, skittering her fingers back up to where her ribs were, repeating this motion a few times. 

“Ehnidid!” 

“Yes?” Enid said innocently, biting her cheek to keep from giggling herself. 

“Sthapahp!” Wednesday was effectively pinned down and could not flop to get away. 

“Aw, but you need this, Wens! Look at you, someone’s got the giggles,” Enid teased. 

“I’m nhohoot!” 

“You’re not?” Enid tested this, letting her nails scratch up and down her sides a couple of times. She was victorious when Wednesday actually squealed . 

“Sthohop!” 

Enid switched spots, getting both of her armpits at the same time. Wednesday’s laughter got louder and she tried to clamp her arms down to stop it but that only trapped Enid’s there, doing nothing to get them away. 

“Sorry, Wens, but the tickle monster’s got youuu!” Enid snickered at seeing her normally stoic roommate giggling her head off. 

A few noises escaped Wednesday. She was trying to keep her mouth shut so no more laughter would spill out. Hempf . Well, that couldn’t happen. 

“Thing, help me!” Enid called. 

The disembodied hand was there in a flash, crawling up Wednesday’s side and up through her shirt like a spider. Her roommate’s laughter was belting out again, louder now that she was getting tickled in two places. 

Wednesday tried to move, squirming wildly to get away but Enid’s weight on the back of her prevented this. She was rendered helpless, forced to endure the tickling. 

“I didn’t know you were so ticklish!” Enid exclaimed. This would totally be some great payback whenever Wednesday got too mouthy with her. 

“Ghehet off!” Wednesday cried through her laughter. 

“Nope!” Enid declared. Wednesday moved her arms up to get away from her nails, just enough to give the blonde access to the entirety of her underarms. The Addams girl shrieked. Face pressed into her mattress, she laughed into it, no longer trying to resist. 

Enid wouldn’t keep this up forever. She did let up after another minute or so. Thing stopped too, scuttling back to the end of the bed. 

Her roommate laid there, panting. 

“Did that help?” Enid asked cheerfully. 

Wednesday turned over, shooting them dark looks. “ Never tickle me again.” 

Enid couldn’t help but smirk. She was totally gonna do it again. 

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Enid (In Werewolf form) tickles Wednesday

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

Warning: Tickles, Fluff, Really short.

Ler! Enid, Lee! Wednesday.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What are you doing? Go away!"

Wednesday and Enid:

[blushyeleven]

okay listen I’m an idiot😭 @maxnotmaxine56 requested Wednesday x enid tkl hcs but I replied to it and posted in by accident instead of saving it to drafts😭

So.. here they are anyway!

Wednesday<3

Lee:

-She’s hardly ever a lee but trust me, you wanna make the most of it when she is

-Suprisingly Wednesday has the most adorable quite giggles when she tries not to laugh

-I feel like she doesn’t squirm, she just sits there in a fit of giggles

-she’s quite hard to crack (unless it’s enid) but if you tickle her bad spots for long enough she will fall into silent laughter

-she’s the type to deny being ticklish even if she’s snickering

-“if you don’t stop I will kill you” through quite giggles

-unless you want to wake up, never call her adorable

-in the beginning she will half-heartedly bat at your hands

-she gets super embarrassed when people find out she’s ticklish

-she doesn’t mind being tickled

Ler:

-might be a bit obvious but Wednesday is 90% of the time a ler

-Wednesday will tickle people for revenge, been provoked, bored, or she hates to admit it but she will tickle people when they are sad

-I also see Wednesday having the most mischievous, teasy smirk

- WEDNESDAY IS THE MOST TEASY, EVIL, CARELESS, RUTHLESS LER YOU WILL EVER COME ACROSS!!

-Wednesday teases with her low monotone voice… omfg..

-Wednesdays teases are the most flustering thing… she’s so good at it and she knows it and uses it to her advantage

-At first Wednesday was super bad at aftercare but enid has warmed her up to physical touch so she will just softly cuddle her

-Wednesday is so persistent, she won’t give up until she has proven her point or she feels like your gonna pass out

-She is 100% convinced you like being tickled if you don’t try desperately get her to stop

-Her tickling style is evil! If she’s getting revenge she will mostly target your death spot

-before she gets into tickling you she will give you air tickles just to tease you (this may or may not be extremely flustering me)

-always starts off slow

teases she will use:

“Sweet spot? Awh what a shame!”

“Really? I’m not even touching you yet!”

“I’m sure you can handle a little tickling, I mean you deserve this anyway”

“Oh yea?” *tickles death spot* OR: “what’s that?”

“I really don’t feel sorry for you”

“Come on, stop acting like you don’t enjoy this, we both know to do”

“How are you this ticklish!”

(I can go on and on.. if you want a separate post just dedicated to teases that Wednesday will say then I will 100% do that!)

Enid!

lee:

-90% of the time a Lee!

-Enid is a lot more ticklish then Wednesday

-Enid cannot dish out teases because she’s just to soft

-Enid blushes extremely easily, especially when it comes to Wednesday (me to enid, me to)

-Enid is a big laugher and squirmer

-I see her having high-pitched, bubbly bursts of giggles

-WEAK to teases

-actually enjoys being tickled, sees it as fun

-always fails to ask so she will just give subtle hints

-gets extremely flustered over the t-word

-is extremely pen ticklish! Like if you were to draw on her arm in class she would have to try super hard to swallow her giggles

-wiggles uncontrollably

-her wolf ears are actually very ticklish

ler:

-Surprisingly, even though she just a fluffy lee, she is actually good at tickling

-she’s knows everybody’s worst spots, don’t try her

-tickled people either because she’s bored, because their sad or just because

-she doesn’t really use rough tickled unless you did something to deserve it

-will laugh at the state of you

-can’t be teasy for the life of her so she will just give you sympathy (eg: “awh! Your so ticklish”)

-if enid knows your ticklish… so does Wednesday

-underrated ler

-will use her wolf claws to lightly trace them into your bare skin

-mostly uses her fingers to scribble

Wenclair! <3

-I feel like they don’t have tickle fights because enid knows Wednesday will absolutely wreck her

-Wednesday will tickle enid for revenge

-Enid definitely kicks her legs when you tickle her stomach, Wednesday thinks it’s adorable

-enid can see when Wednesday has genuine had enough. Wednesday just doesn’t care unless enid is actually close to fainting-

-Wednesday will sometimes doodle on enids arm in class, seeing enid bite her lip and resisting her smile

-the amount of times that enid had started of as the ler, thinking it was funny and then Wednesday becomes the ler and enid gets scared

-enid always provokes Wednesday

-They usually tickle eachother for fun

-Wednesday only ever gives enid aftercare

-Wednesday is always extra teasy towards enid because she knows enid can’t handle teases

-Wednesday always pins her to stop her from squirming away

-Once Wednesday found out that enids wolf ears were extremely ticklish because she whent to pet enid and scratch her ears, and enid stayed wagging her tail and kicking her foot

-Enid always starts of by poking Wednesdays side

-enid targets her ribs when getting revenge

(Sorry it’s so short, I hardly had any ideas)

[raine-or-shine]

outside the box

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

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

✩word count: 1.6k

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

“There! You’re all done!” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What chapter are you on again?”

[44556678]

Goody tickles Wednesday

Wednesday got back from her day, after so many questions from Enid asking how Goody was still alive. She still heard her voice as she was walking out the door. "How is Goody still alive?? La la la!" Wednesday said in a mocking tone "Ya know, this is a great great good perfect question. I know the answer, I don't know! There you go!" Wednesday said something once again as she was looking for Goody but found no sign of her, it was only at that moment when Goody pounced on Wednesday and pinned her to the floor. "Hey! What are you doing?! Let me go!" Wednesday growled under her grip, Wednesday angered face turned into a worried face as she saw Goody smirking cheekily above her. "Hey Wednesday, I was thinking about something. Remember when you tickled me? I'm about to have my revenge!" And as soon as Goody said that she jabbed her fingers into Wednesdays chest. "HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHO NOT THERE! I'M TICKLISH!! HAHA HAHAHA HAHAHA ANYWHERE BUT THERE!!" Wednesday screamed as loud as she could but no-one could hear her. "Aww is the Emo little goth girl ticklish?? Wait, you just said that never mind." Goody teased as Wednesday tried to break free but there was no escaping her now, she was dying but she had to admit, Goodys strength was pretty good, she did seem a lil' stronger then Wednesday! Just little! "SHUT UP! I WILL BURN YOU!" Wednesday yelled as she struggled under her tight grip. "Ok then maybe I will just tickle you until you pass out? Is that ok?" Goody asked making Wednesday weigh her options, either she was going to give in right now or she was going to need to be tough for the next 5 hours! "BEHEHAHAHAHAT IHIHIHT!" Wednesday yelled making Goody get to her Tickle Torture side. "Ok, that's fine." Goody said as she blew a monster raspberry on Wednesdays bellybutton making her yelp with fear. "AHHHHHHH! NO NOT THAT! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHA" Wednesday started to feel what true tickle torture was like. And she really didn't like it. "Your time is running out Wednesday Addams." Goody said as she was about to go for the gun but Wednesday refused to back down to this challenge, so she left Goody no choice. *2 minutes later* "Are you ok Wednesday?" Goody asked the goth girl "Yeah... No... You tortured... You tortured... Me..." Wednesday said panting under her breath and gasping for air. "Don't worry! We can both get Enid next!" Goody said as Wednesday looked at her, both of them were smirking now. "Well, lets go already" Wednesday said as she was so ready to see Enid a laughing mess once again!

[mysteriouslee]

Part two of finished Wednesday with lee Wednesday thank you have a good day bye ☺️

Thank you! you have a good day aswell!

lee!Wednesday ler!Monster (not hyde dw)

There were many types of outcasts and creatures at nevermore. Vampires,Werewolves,Sirens and many more. Wednesday wasn't too curious until she heard someone telling people about a monster that appeared last night. Wednesday interrogated and what came out of their mouth was just ridiculous.

"A tickle monster"

Tickle monsters aren't real, they're just little teases people use when tickling people, it isn't real. Wednesday went on to the library to research a bit and surprisingly a book said that they used to come to nevermore but disappeared after a kid was supposed tickled to death.

"You don't actually believe that crap do you?" Bianca said walking up to Wednesday.

Wednesday was a bit embarrassed but stared back like usual.

"That book is obviously fake" stated Bianca as she left.

Wednesday stayed slightly cautious the rest of the day but nothing turned up for a couple weeks so eventually it left her mind.

Wednesday was currently typewriting in her room when she heard something being knocked over. She turned around and saw nothing.

"Enid quite you're foolish game, your scare game is pathetic" said Wednesday as she was tackled to the ground by some beast. It has mutiple tentacled and was purple and blue, it's skin looked like a night sky.

"Unhand me" Wedesday protested, trying to squirm out.

Suddenly Wednesday felt a sensation on her sides. Wednesday was really good at keeping her composure but this time she couldn't, it tickled more than usual. She remembered what she read and it said the monster had a coating of a liquid making tickles worse than they normally are.

Wednesday felt her lips turning upright and she could pull away from her captor, they were too strong.

Then the worse thing happened, the tentacles went to her worst spot aka her ribs and it felt a hundred times worse than usual. Wednesday burst into uncontrollably screamy giggles. Wednesday spotted Enid and yelled foe help.

"WHAT IS THAT THING!" yelled Enid in shock.

"GEHEHET IT OFF MEHEHE" shrieked Wednesday.

Enid cooed a bit at Wednesday's ticklish situation.

"ENIHID" shrieked Wednesday.

"Aww but you in this state is adorable, all red and giggly." said Enid.

Suddently the creature noticed Enid, Enid transforformed and took it down, it eventually scampered through the window.

"Not a single word or I'll kill you" threatened Wednesday.

She heard two "got its", one from Enid and the other from Eugene who apparently was at the the door.

Great now he knows too

[miss-wednesday-art]

such is the nature of evil, in time all foul things come forth 🍃

[my insta]

[strayklds]

for @lee-minhoe ♡

[why-i-love-comics]

X-Men '97 #1 (2024)

written by Steve Foxe art by Salva Espin & Matt Milla

[discoveryofhappiness]

If I had a nickel for every time there was a piece of media with a place called nevermore academy inspired by the poetry of Edgar Allen Poe and gothic decor with two main female characters, one blonde with a light, colourful colour scheme and one black haired with a monochrome colour scheme I'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird it happened twice, right?

[lopsicle]

What about Enid (with Thing's assistance) tickles Wednesday bc she saw her smile once and really wants to see her dimples. (Hope this is ok. Just thought it would be cute lol. Jenna's dimples might be the cutest thing ive ever seen)

Oh! I actually had an idea similar to this, where Wednesday was trying to ask for tickles from Enid, but was struggling so Thing decided to tickle her to show Enid what she wanted, and I may end up writing that but right now I like this one more!

Smiles of laughter

Characters: Lee! Wednesday; Ler! Enid, Ler! Thing

Warnings: Death mention, tickle fic.

Enid’s fingers slowly moved the nail varnished covered brush down Thing’s sprawled out fingers, who was laying like a cat in front of Enid’s cross legged. Her movements were slower, and more absentminded because there was one image that she couldn’t take out of her mind. Wednesday Addams smiling. It seemed virtually impossible, totally out of character for the goth girl, but Enid caught a small glimpse of it earlier today when she entered the room.

Wednesday hadn’t even realised Enid saw her, she thought her face was mostly covered by the book she was reading, but it didn’t hide her rare joy to see her friend. The two had barely spoke tonight, Enid had no idea how to bring it up, or even to get her to smile again. Her thoughts were interrupted by a frantic tapping onto the vibrant covers of her bed. Looking back down at the severed appendage, she noticed some of the nail polish she was applying had accidentally been brought down to its finger. ‘Oh! I’m sorry, Thing!’ The girl quickly apologised, which caused Wednesday to briefly look at the two before turning back to her book. The werewolf reached her hand over to her drawer and pulled out a wipe and cleaned off the polish from Thing’s fingers, who shrugged at her, asking her why she lost focus. Enid stared down at Thing, then over to Wednesday to confirm she wasn’t paying attention, then back to Thing. She reached over and placed the hand on her shoulder, tilting her neck away from Wednesday as she spoke to it. ‘You gotta promise me you’re not gonna tell anyone,’ she prompted, which Thing tilted at, seemingly asking why. ‘Because she’ll kill me if anyone knows about this!’ She said in a whisper shout, which made Thing get the message as they waited patiently for an answer. ‘I saw her smile earlier.’ Thing practically jumped upwards in surprise, and Enid quickly raised her arms and caught the hand mid air. Wednesday turned again and raised an eyebrow, Enid could feel her heart beating faster as a bit of colour moved to her cheeks. ‘He..fell,’ she said slowly, not being able to think of any other convincing lie. Wednesday let out a small hum in response, not having the energy to retort against the girl.

Enid let out a sigh of relief as she turned to Thing was a disgruntled expression who apologetically tapped her wrist. Enid let out another low sigh and dropped Thing onto the bed, who crawled back onto her lap. He tilted at the Nevermore student, questioning what she’d do next which Enid also shrugged at. She let him crawl back up to her shoulder and kept talking, leaning her head back onto her bed frame. ‘It’s just..her smile was so pretty..’ she gushed quietly, her own smile curling onto her face as she played with a lock of her hair ‘and I don’t really know how to get her to smile more.’ Thing would smile at the girl if he could, the bond the two girls had was something different, it was stronger then anything else in the school walls. Though, it seemed like a small lightbulb went off inside of him when he thought of a solution to Enid’s problem. He moved closer across her shoulder and began gently scribbling his nails against her exposed neck. Her breathing hitched against the unexpected touch and she batted his fingers away,squirming her legs slightly as she bit on her lip to not let any laughter out. Thing quickly brought his newly painted nails away, seeing the girl already struggle to keep in her laughter. ‘Thing!’ She hissed at him with a quiet voice. ‘What was that for?’ He tapped on the bed, and then pointed over to Wednesday. Enid tilted her head in confusion at the hand, but something clicked inside her Jane he wiggled his fingers. Wednesday Addams was…ticklish? A second light bulb went off and her mouth went into a small ‘o’ shape. ‘That’s how I can make her smile!’ She whisper shouted at thing, her own smile curling onto her face as she looked down at a rather proud, or smug, it’s hard to tell, Thing.

Wednesday had been buried in her book for the last half an hour, and only recently had drawn her attention away to Enid and Thing. She knew the two could be hiding something, seeing as it wasn’t in Enid’s typical nature to remain quiet, but maybe she was being considerate for once. It wasn’t until she felt her mattress sink that she peered upwards, and saw an unusually happy Enid. Well, it wasn’t unusual for her to be happy, but she seemed even more overjoyed at the moment. She raised an eyebrow, almost expecting Enid to speak before breaking the silence. ‘Wouldn’t you prefer to stay on your own side?’ She prompted her to leave, though it was more polite then what she’d say to other people. ‘No, I think I prefer it here actually!’ She smiled even wider, which struck Wednesday as a little off. ‘If you want something, you have to ask for it,’ she said, deciding it to be the reason for the girl’s unusual behaviour. Truth be told, the colourful girl was only distracted her while Thing crawled onto the other side of the bed, leaving Wednesday between the two. ‘Well, I guess there is something I want,’ she said, leaning her back against the bed frame as she tilted her neck to be able to look at Wednesday. ‘Well, spit it out now then, Sinclair,’ she ordered, looking up at the girl expectantly.

As the words let her mouth, she felt a long nail begin to trace upwards from her hip. She flinched back towards Enid, turning to see Thing next to her, when Enid’s hand began squeezing her side. ‘Hm, whatever your doing, you should s-stop it, now,’ she barked out, trying to keep her composure. She did manage to keep a straight face and her laughter remained bottled up in her throat, but Enid could tell her methods were working. Like most things with Wednesday, she managed to keep her reactions very well hidden, but her roommate always noticed when something was off, like how she stuttered when she was talking, or the way she recoiled from Thing’s touch. ‘You really are ticklish!’ Enid gasped out, letting her hand trail over to Wednesday’s stomach. Given that Wednesday had rarely been tickled before, she was finding it increasingly difficult to find a way to react. Instinctively, she tried grabbing at Enid’s hands but that proved useless once Thing’s fingertips shot into her armpits. She pulled her arms down to her sides, and tried to refrain from kicking her legs. She bit down on her inner cheek, an action that thankfully went unnoticed by the two.

‘Come on, why don’t you laugh? Or at least smile, for me?’ Enid offered, but it was more of a demand as her king colourful nails sink into Wednesday’s stomach, making the girl wince, not out of pain, but out of annoyance from the tickling. Well, sort of. She did it on purpose, because she truthfully didn’t mind the tickling. She could never admit that though, it was too childish and happy of an interest that even her carefree self wouldn’t be able to admit it in the slightest, which she luckily wouldn’t have to do. ‘Hm, what if I tickle you right..here?’ Enid asked, scratching a single finger at the girl’s navel. With the tickling focused at a single, small spot, it became a lot harder to keep her composure. Her leg kicked once suddenly, her eyes squinted ever so slightly in seeming frustration and she couldn’t even open her mouth to send a remark at Enid, fearing that her La if her would pour out if she did. ‘Oh, that definitely got a reaction out of you!’ Wednesday shook her head quickly, denying her roommate’s accusation which Enid giggled at. ‘

‘Okay then, not here..then what about here?’ She asked, pinching and circling her fingers at the girl’s thighs. While her thighs weren’t her most sensitive spot, they were still fairly ticklish and it was becoming increasingly more difficult to keep a straight face. She allowed the edges of her lips to curl ever so slightly, it felt as if a weight was lifted, but an even heavier one was put on her when she felt a subtle scratching at her ribs from Thing. Her legs kicked once more, before she planted her heels against the bed, inching away from Thing’s fingers. ‘Oh, you must have found a good spot up there, huh?’ Enid teases once more, which just made the tickling all the more worse. The goth had no idea how to respond to teasing at all, she felt like she wanted to curl up, but didn’t want to look weak. It wasn’t until Enid’s nails suddenly plunged into the back of her knees that she lost her composure. Her legs jolted away from her nails, she softly batted at Thing and a very small smile made its way onto her face. With her having no idea what to do, she dropped her book onto her face to hide it muffled laughter poured out of her mouth. ‘Nahaahahahahaah!’

The sound made Enid perk up as she turned to the rather adorable sight. ‘Aw, Wednesday, you really should laugh more, it’s adorable!’ She cooed, scribbling her against her knees. Wednesday instinctively curled her knees closer to her, which just gave Enid a chance to crawl up to her. She pulled the book from her face as Thing continuously tapped at her ribs like a piano, and all she could do was try and wiggle away from him, or slap down on his fingers, which she much preferred. Needless to say, Enid could’ve practically melted at the sight that she saw. Wednesday’s eyes were squinted slightly, and her smile was so unbelievably pretty. She took a couple of seconds to just pause and stare down, more and more laughter being let out by the girl causing her to blush even more. ‘Staahaahahahap!’ Wednesday ordered, trying to sound threatening which was hard through all the laughter.

‘Oh! Right! Of course!’ Enid nodded, shaking her head and blinking a bit before shooing Thing away gently. Wednesday took in some deep breaths through her nose, fixing her face to her neutral, somewhat disgruntled expression before sitting up and turning to Enid. ‘If you tell anyone about this-,’ she started, but was quickly interrupted ‘yeah, you’ll kill me, I know, I won’t!’ Enid reassured her, which caused Wednesday to sigh and look away. After a moment of consideration, she asked ‘why did you do that?’

Enid took a few seconds to think. She didn’t really want to lie to Wednesday, but she wasn’t sure how she’d react. Still, her kind nature wouldn’t allow her to do she decided to tell her the truth. ‘I..wanted to see you smile,’ she said cautiously, ‘it’s pretty.’ She added.

Wednesday sat in silence for a couple of moments, before looking up to a somewhat worried Enid.

‘Yours is too.’

[dontknowmanijustworkhere]

Revenge Is Sweet

Hearing that Addams was ticklish was not something Bianca thought she'd ever hear. It didn't seem probable, but Enid let it slip that it was true. It was by accident, the brightly colored werewolf begged her not to tell anyone. Bianca told her she wouldn't. 

But she never promised she wouldn't test it out. 

It felt too good to be true. Addams had been a permanent thorn in her side since her arrival. This would be just the ticket to putting that little goth back in her place. Bianca barely concealed her smirk during her walk to Ophelia Hall, just picturing breaking the stoic Addams girl into a laughing mess. 

Hell, just getting her to laugh would be satisfying. Addams hardly ever showed emotion. 

The door to her and Enid’s dorm was cracked. Bianca pushed it open, finding the girl seated at her desk, typing away on that typewriter of hers. 

“I see you are back already,” Addams noted without turning around. “Or have you forgotten something?” 

“Turn around, Addams.” 

She did, narrowing her eyes suspiciously. “Barclay,” she acknowledged. “What do you want? Another rematch to soothe your wounded ego?” 

“I’m not the one who’s going to need soothing,” Bianca shut the door, striding into the room. 

Addams simply rose a brow. “I have no use for your cryptic statements. Now I suggest you leave. You're interrupting my writing time.” 

“You aren’t getting rid of me that easily,” Bianca crossed the room until she was nearly face-to-face with the other girl. Addams was tensing up, gearing for a fight. “I heard an interesting secret about you earlier.” 

“I would hardly find any drivel you’d hear from our fellow classmates interesting ,” she said snidely, facing her desk again. 

It was time to make her move. 

“So you aren’t ticklish?” 

Bianca’s lips formed a wicked grin. Addams froze, thrown for a loop by the question. 

“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” She mocked. 

“Who told you that?” Addams was scoffing. Saving face , Bianca told herself. Because of course she wouldn’t just admit to it. 

“Enid did.” Addams looked furious. “It was an accident. She begged me not to tell anyone.” 

“Enid is mistaken,” Addams snapped. 

“Is she?” Bianca said slowly, deviously. “So you aren’t ticklish?” 

“Of course not.” 

“Hmm,” Bianca hummed. “That I find hard to believe.” 

“I don’t particularly care whether you do or not,” Addams said coldly. 

Someone’s compensating , Bianca almost snickered. 

“Now I am not going to ask you again, Barclay. I want you out of here-” Addams started to walk towards the door, presumably to slam it in Bianca’s face. But she had a different idea. She was easily able to overpower the small goth girl, pushing her on her bed on her back, pinning her down. 

“Get off me!” Addams snarled. 

“Not just yet,” Bianca pulled her black and white striped shirt up, revealing her pale stomach. “Time to laugh, Addams.” 

She started off with one fingernail just to test the waters. Addams stiffened underneath her which implied some sensitivity there but it wasn’t enough for Bianca. She wasn’t laughing yet, not even when she slowly dragged it over her sides. She pursed her lips. 

“What a surprise,” Addams had the gall to say dryly. “You clearly don’t know what you’re doing. Do you intend to lay over me some more or can we end this pathetic attempt at reasserting dominance?” 

Bianca wasn’t going to take all this mouthing from a half-pint size goth who thought she was better than everyone else. She’d show her who was boss. 

And make it something Addams wouldn’t forget anytime soon. 

Taking the bull by the horns, Bianca used multiple fingers to tickle Addams’ midsection. The girl’s stomach quivered. Bianca even felt her very slight jerks. A smile emerged on the siren’s face, victorious at having found a weakness that she couldn’t dispute. 

“Something the matter?” She said slyly. “You not ticklish are you, Addams?” 

“No,” the girl denied through grit teeth. 

“No?” Bianca mocked, circling Addams’ navel with her nail. As a futile attempt at getting away from Bianca’s fingers, Addams sucked in her stomach. It wouldn’t do any good. She was going to reduce Addams to a laughing mess if it killed her. "Maybe if I do this -" 

She used both hands now. All ten fingernails to hopefully drive Addams wild. She was getting to her, having heard an honest to God whimper from her. 

"I think you lied, Addams," Bianca smirked. "I think you're ticklish after all. I bet you wish you could get away from my nails, huh? I bet they tickle, don't they?" 

Wednesday was openly thrashing now. The noises she was making were muffled. Not even a real laugh but more of a choking sound. 

Bianca clicked her tongue. "I expected better from you, Addams. What, you can't take a little tickling?" She taunted, relishing in this magnificent moment. "Is it too much for you?" 

When she tickled the girl's navel, the dam finally broke loose. 

"Sthahahahp!" Addams' head was jerking around as she delved into hysterics. 

"Stop?" Bianca's smirk widened. "Why would I do that? You act like you can handle anything. Here's your chance to prove it." 

She went up a bit higher to scratch at the girl's lower ribs. That must have been a bad spot too; Addams wiggled harder, her laughter going up an octave. 

"Guess you're not as tough as you thought," Bianca said loudly over Addams' delicious squealing that came from her scraping her nails over her lower stomach. "Wonder what everyone would say if they knew Little Miss Tough Girl's secret?" 

"Nohohohohoho!" Addams wailed. 

Bianca pretended to think about it. "You know how you're always running your mouth during fencing? I could easily do it then. I could tickle your ticklish tummy in front of everyone and make you scream." 

Bianca wouldn't stoop that low.... probably. But she saw no problem with putting some much needed fear into Addams, who would do anything to avoid such a mortifying secret being known. 

Addams shrieked with more laughter, words garbled and barely coherent to Bianca, but she caught the word "no" in there somewhere. 

"No? Why shouldn't I?" Bianca was more than satisfied with how this was turning out. She really didn't think Addams was this fast to break. "Seems to me that you deserve it." 

" No!" Addams' voice came out in a scream. Bianca briefly wondered if anyone would come knocking to find out what all the noise was. Oh, and what a treat that would be, Addams having to explain herself for that one. 

"Maybe I'll have mercy on you this time, Addams," Bianca slowed her tickling down but did not stop. She was still on the girl's stomach, grinning smugly at hearing the girlish giggles that were coming from the normally emotionless Addams. "But just remember that if you ever open your mouth to me again, all of Nevermore will know about your little secret. Do we understand each other?" 

Addams was refusing to talk. Trying to muffle her laughter as best she could. Well, Bianca would make her. 

“I said do we understand each other?” She gave her sides a squeeze. Addams practically jumped out of her skin and cried out a confirmation. 

“Good.”

She took herself off of Addams, pleased to see the humiliation on her face. “You may think you’re something, but remember who’s really in charge around here.” 

Bianca left the Addams girl panting and red-faced. 

[rhinestonecowdoy]

Ship dynamic unlocked: Sadistic bitch from a weird family x Golden retriever who can kick ass

[hyacinths-in-a-storm]

ah yes my favorite trope. Bubbly girl who finds a way to overcome some magic limitation x feral over-powered lesbian with mommy issues (+bonus points if bubbly girl is transgender/enby coded and feral girl has something going on with her hair)

[thefairfolk]

hello my fellow ravens

why does the username “gay arsonist” actually fit lenore