#enid is pan

[mrskillingjoke]

I started to watch wednesday and Here is the result of my thoughts:

So Wednesday is a total lesbian.

Two cute bottom bisexual twink boys have a crush on her. She isn't oblivious, she excactly knows it but she don't care.

Enid is pansexual. All her colors are Rainbow but especially the pansexual flag.

And I really have the slight supposition that Larissa Weems Had a entanglement with Morticia, before Gomez came. (And yes I know she Said that Had a crush on Gomez but... I think it still)

[chuwigirls]

enid found out she grew a tail and somehow roped wednesday into dying it... theyll probably go out grave digging later cus girlfriends!

[tanuki-pyon]

Girls night ✨

[hermoonself]

me: oh I have no issue with people assigning a sexuality/gender to characters in later adaptations or headcanons, it's all fun and games and none of my business *sees a charachter that is obviously aroace in any of those situations* *turns into a flesh eating monster and drinks their blood as a treat*

[i-like-anything-water]

fucking love ships where one of them is insecure sometimes about themselves and how they love other people because they've been through so much and aren't the best people in the world and their soulmate literally adores them.

"Breakfast in bed? My, I might have to pop the question soon."

They rolled their eyes lovingly, "I'm just trying to be the best girlfriend." It came off a bit uneven and they internally winced. It was one of those days.

Their partner doesn't stutter, their eyes going softer with just a hint of teasing and complete adoration in their voice, "Aren't you already, mon amour?"

[herwold]

My headcanons

[bloggermouth7]

Does anyone have any good ajax/enid work? It's so hard to find anything for them, like I get we want Wednesday/Enid but even Wednesday/Tyler (mandatory barf, i hate tyler) have more attention than they do.

I want to see my idiots in love and happy.

(Edit: I genuinely don't see why people are getting pressed in the comments, I 'hated' on an individual -even then it wasn't the focus of the post- not the ship, I've edited it to make it clear so yall can calm down ig)

[jaylikesrainbowtigers]

Some of my favourite pan tv characters! This is the flag I am using for queer because I really wanted to make a moodboard for my gf’s sexuality. Once again, these are not all canon!

[l1ghth0p3]

The bi and pan flags on Enid’s window appreciation

[thistooisyuri-ttv]

Has anyone else noticed Enid's hair is subtle pan flag colours. The blonde(yellow) with the blue and pink

[mrskillingjoke]

So the Wednesday and Enid hug at the end were totally the Highlight of the Show.

I mean everything was really good. But this was the best. The way Enid stepped away from Ahjax to Look If Wednesday is around. And they hugged so Desperate, oh my god 😳

And everyone looked at them Like: "my ship finally come true." Or "Oh the Lesbians, FINALLY!"

[forgetme-eternally-blissfully]

Wednesday laid down on the sidewalk while Enid tripped over her and ate the concrete

I feel like I see a lot of “Enid fell first but Wednesday fell harder” stuff out there but I would like you to take a moment to consider the opposite.

Wednesday fell first. She started noticing the signs early on, but she couldn’t put her finger on what they were. Why did she listen to what Enid said all the time ? Why did she go out of her way to make Enid more comfortable in the space they shared ? Why did she feel so protective of her ? Then she realized “oh no, it’s because I’m in love with her”. Of course nothing really changed in her outward appearance towards Enid. Wednesday is too in control for that, but it was always there. The whole school already knows Enid is one of the only people Wednesday wouldn’t kill over a minor indiscretion, so it wouldn’t be weird that Wednesday started spending more and more time with her. It became a part of her self identity. “My name is Wednesday Addams. I like murder and mayhem, and I’m in love with Enid Sinclair.” There wouldnt be much to give it away, either. Sure, Wednesday would actually listen to her talk about drama instead of openly ignoring her, and exchanging small gifts would likely be more common, but Enid is someone who watched RomComs and reads fanfiction. She would notice the big signs of love, but the little ones that Wednesday would show would likely go right under her radar. She had no hope of Enid returning her interests, and she was much too busy investigating murders and stalkers and what have you to put much thought or time into a relationship anyways, but it was still there.

Enid however, was too distracted. By boys, by school drama, by everything. Hanging out with Wednesday became a part of her daily activities, but she didn’t give it much thought. She was used to people liking her, so when Wednesday started opening up (in her own, reclusive way, of course) she didn’t think much of it. Of course Wednesday liked her, EVERYONE liked her. But then something happened. I don’t know what it would be, maybe something small, maybe a grand gesture, but it flipped a switch. Suddenly EVERYTHING changed for her. She couldn’t go two seconds without thinking of Wednesday. She dropped everything to go on expeditions and stakeouts with her. She started doodling her name in the margins of her notebooks. She couldn’t even look at her without making a wistful “sigh”, her pupils all but forming cartoonish hearts for pupils. She LOVED Wednesday, and would have razed the world to express it to her.

Wednesday fell first. Enid fell harder.

[sxphr]

The Girls Play Pictionary

Yoko: Right you two, your time starts...now.

Wednesday, drawing:

Enid, mumbling: Skull, cave, rope.

Enid: OH. Is it Peter Pan and Wendy?

Wednesday: Yes

Yoko: How the actual fuck did you get that from.. that.

[gayandfairycore]

The albatross

Summary: when Wednesday pulls you from your slumber to investigate the gates mansion feelings emerge and injuries happen

A/n: I’ve spent so long finishing this fic i think I’m relatively happy with it! Enjoy.

Warnings: Tyler, jealousy, choking, stabbing wounds, hospitals, required unrequited love, dubious ending you decide if we live or die (probably more I’ve forgot)

༺𓆩❦𓆪༻

A violent shaking is what breaks you from your sleep, you’re currently swallowed by three separate blankets with various patterns that keep you tucked nicely into your twin sized mattress on your side of the dorm.

Wednesdays pale face looks down at you, a dead pan expression on her face. And thing sits on your pillow by your face whilst Enid is crouched on your other side watching eagerly, the blonde is the one violently shaking you.

“Y/n, get up it’s girls night!” It’s obvious now that Enid is excited shaking you over the fact that Wednesday pealed not only yourself. but Enid as well for a “girls night”

“Enid stop shaking me!” you bellow, Your body aches in protest against waking up even if it is to hangout with your favourite girls, between school, falling in love with Wednesday and monster hunting, you’ve been more tired than usual.

“Sorry” Enid rubs the back of her neck bashfully and it’s only then do you realise that both Wednesday and Enid are wearing their matching snoods and you close your eyes again fully prepared for the werewolf girl to throw your matching snood over your head and pull you along and out of the spiderweb window to the balcony. It was definitely past curfew.

And it doesn’t come as a surprise when Enid does pull out your bright purple snood and pulls it over your head “come on y/n!” Enid squeals her feet tapping against the wood flooring excited to celebrate Wednesdays birthday,

And the aforementioned girl Who has been quietly watching the scene by your bedside the gloomy girl with an out of place hand knitted snood and an hilarious grumpy look on her face but her brown eyes sworm with schemes and you’re fully aware this will not be a normal “girls night.” When was anything normal with Wednesday.

-

You’re proven right when you’re forced out your room in the dead of night to “take Enid to the lupin cages” so the adults think but really Wednesdays leading you out the nevermore gates to a beat up car that you unfortunately know to be Tyler’s.

He seems alright for a normie but the jealousy that stabs your heart whenever you see him and Wednesday together only serves to be a painful reminder that no matter if the boy gives you a free coffees you still can’t bare to be in his presence.

What’s worse? Is you can tell the boys got a raging crush on Wednesday.

But You’d follow Wednesday to the ends of the earth even if that meant coming face to face with the monster that just so happens to be terrorising Jericho.

Opening the door and sitting in the back seat Wednesday having long been sat in the passenger seat Enid takes her place by your side In your matching snoods. The excited look dusting her face drops at the inclusion of Tyler.

“He’s our Uber driver?” Enid sighs her eyes flickering to Wednesday

“Uber driver? I thought we were going on a date”Tyler says pointedly looking between the two of you in the back to Wednesday sitting nonchalant in the passenger seat

You feel a stab of hurt pass through you the girl was supposed to go on a date with him? but you remind yourself she blew him off for you and Enid.

It’s silly, you don’t have some claim over Wednesday she’s a free woman, and besides she’d definitely never allow anyone to have any claim over her in the first place.

And by the way she behaves with her parents she doesn’t seem to be all that into romance, unlike you and Enid who spend every Tuesday binging new romance movies.

In your thoughts you barely notice Enid frown beside you “I thought this was girls night out” the girl sulks looking at you for backup and you can’t stop the yawn that forces itself from your throat but you place your hand on Enid’s hand to reassure the girl, before you turn your attention to Wednesday for some answers, Enid and Tyler follow suit.

Wednesday gives you nothing more than “there’s been a change of plans” not even sparing a glance at you all, sighing you rest your back against the seat as Tyler asks the girl in the dim yellow light of the car

“What’s up with the matching hoodie scarf thing?”and before you can answer the boy Wednesday in the front seat murmurs

“Don’t ask just drive”

And just like that you, Enid, and Tyler have been yet again roped into Wednesdays plans but part of you doesn’t mind it. it means you’re close enough with the girl for her to want your company.

But Between the stuffy snood, and your romantic competition. It’s very difficult to be stuck in the same car as the guy who Wednesday kind of likes tolerates.

You clip your seatbelt in and sulk beside Enid in the back seat

So you watch as Enid sighs and clips in her seatbelt and Tyler rolls his eyes in the drivers seat a hint of annoyance but mostly fondness clouds his vision as he starts the car

“So where too?”

And with that Tyler takes the three of you to an abandoned house in the woods with a creepy gate and you can’t stop the thought that passes your mind that this is so Wednesday.

You may have been upset at the disturbance to your sleep schedule but you were doing it for Wednesday so it was less bad as long as her dark eyes watched you, you couldn’t care less about sleep, or trespassing.

The only thing important to you was making sure Wednesday didn’t get herself killed. (although she’d probably like that) you couldn’t stand to see her die.

“Okay this isn’t what I signed up for.” Tyler’s hands shake beside Enid and the smaller girl looks terrified by his side as she exclaims a tentative “ditto”

a thought passes over you Tyler would be a nice friend to have if he wasn’t in love with Wednesday. Even if he’s chickening out on exploring a house.

“I didn’t want to celebrate my birthday by a surprise party or dinner, I want to do this.” Wednesday explains like it’s obvious as her fingers make fast work at picking the locked gate.

“You should’ve just said so, you didn’t have to trick us” Tyler’s voice of softer now, kinder. and you know he’s like you. Bewitched by the girl and your hands twitch by your side screaming at him to just leave you alone with Wednesday. Just go! Your shadows reach out closer to Tyler in anger before blending back into the ground.

pushing against the metal gate of the gates mansion, your boots crunch against the ground and you’d shine your flashlight Wednesday brought for you and you’d walk shakily forward. Shadows curling around your feet for comfort

The darkness and abandoned house unnerving you, it was ironic to be able to control shadows and the dark still scared you. but you took a deep breath & sucked it up anyway you vaguely heard Tyler behind you ask Enid

“Does she do that often? You know… the shadow thing?” Tyler asked his voice lowering you could practically feel him point at you from behind and despite Enid’s growing fear the girl laughed

“Yes.”

༺𓆩❦𓆪༻

Minutes passed and now the four of you had gotten closer to the house with Enid and Tyler behind yourself and Wednesday “seriously you want to go in there?” Enid looks frantically between the three of you and you shrug your shoulders, Wednesdays made you do worse before.

But you sigh outwardly “if you still want to leave you can.” Your eyes look pointedly at Enid you know she’s softer than you, not that it’s a bad thing but she doesn’t usually like to explore abandoned houses.

“I’m gonna go check out the garage” Wednesday looks thourouhly pleased with herself as she hurry’s down the path quicker

You shake your flashlight and follow beside the girl the chilly night air slaps you in the face as you walk and you’re oddly thankful for your matching snood.

Your heart constricts as you walk past the entrance but you shake the nerves off when Wednesday comes to a boarded up door she can’t pull open, and you slide by the girl “let me try”

You say softly moving her cold fingers from the handle and her fingers twitch to your touch you breath a little shakier at the thought of holding her hand, Wednesday doesn’t look absolutely disgusted by the touch before she realises she’s still holding your hand and she tugs her hand away violently like you burned her.

coughing to cover your embarrassment your hands wrap around the handle and you pull with all your might. it doesn’t budge. Tyler comes up behind you a bashful expression on his face as he passes you his hands replace yours as his fingers wrap around the door and pull and you know it’s useless by the way he sulks away

Enid rolls her eyes before she tries the door and Lo and behold it opens with ease “warewolf strength” she smiles shrugging her shoulders

Tyler shares a look with Wednesday but the girl strides forward shining her torch into the abandoned garage Wednesday flicks the light switch and an old orange light flickers to life

“This is the car that hit the mayor” Wednesday mutters in the corner of your eye you see Enid’s face screw up into one of fear Tyler looks as nervous as you feel

“Well that’s grim” you observe the car through its windows there’s nothing incriminating in it, but regardless you control your shadows to slip inside the car, but still they come up with nothing.

“We need to call Tyler’s dad right now!” Enid cries her eyes welling with tears her pink snood around her head makes her look a bit silly and you fight the urge to pull her into a hug and tell her to go back to the car

“Why so he can take me back to nevermore and get me expelled? It’s not gonna happen.” Wednesday is firm with her words and despite the fearful looks on Tyler and Enid’s faces you can’t bring yourself to back out so you grip your torch tighter and stride forward.

The old house is devoid of any love the surfaces covered in a large layer of dust, the air feels stagnant, and the floor boards creak with every step you take. You find yourself following Wednesday closely behind.

Wednesday shines her torch down every hallway and when finally we get to a large set of stairs Wednesday is dead serious when she says “I think we should split up”

Fear glistens over Enid’s face and Tyler watches the room nervously as you swallow hard splitting up in never a good idea “how about we have another person with us so we aren’t all alone?” You attempt a reassuring smile at Enid before watching Wednesday roll her eyes

“If we must” impatience snapped from the girls tone and just as you cleared two stairs to partner with the girl, a smile growing on your face at the idea of being alone with Wednesday.

“I’ll go with Wednesday!” Enid exclaimed rocking back and forth on her feet and you’d swore you’d kill the girl sending her a sharp glare over your shoulder that said really, Enid? Way to read the room.

Before scoffing rolling your eyes and gripping your flashlight tightly you walked back down the steps in anger

“We should Meet back here if we find anything”Wednesday nodded turning to disappear out of your sight

Anger rolled off your body in waves your shadows darkening the room momentarily as you commanded Tyler to follow the warm glow of your flash light, as it illuminates the various empty rooms, first you were upset at the fact you weren’t with Wednesday and you were even more furious when you were left with Tyler.

In your anger you walked the halls stuck in your head not paying attention to your surroundings until a menacing growl sounded from behind you, you felt the hair on the back of your neck stand up and the air felt like static around you.

Pointing your flashlight in the direction of the growl slowly your faced with a hedious monster its eyes big and bug like bulging from its head, and it’s massive body stalking towards you. It made the first strike of fear ripple through you, had you been so upset with being stuck with Tyler you didnt hear him get attacked?

“Tyler!” You cried eyes still locked onto the monster when you heard no response your cold hands wrapped tightly around your flashlight and you took off running in the opposite direction.

The sound of growls and thundering footsteps only meters from you made your heart constrict and your lungs burn with effort ducking your head to dodge claws you sped through room after room corner after corner your legs burning from effort that would still not be enough

“Wednesday!” You shouted as loud as you could hoping that your voice terror filled and trembling would reach your friends upstairs and motivate them to save themselves.

Your feet still slammed against the floor of the house as you ran the sound of breaking glass and falling bookshelves sounded behind you from the Hyde.

Your shadows gripping the Hyde’s legs and holding its legs down to prevent it from catching up but they did nothing more than momentarily annoy it. The Hyde’s growl of anger echoes the house

I will not die today.

You repeat like a mantra over and over turning sharply into a bedroom, the room you had just stumbled into had no exits aside from the door you just came through that happened to be blocked by the Hyde’s body

Shit shit SHIT!

Backing up as far as possible to the back of the room there was so escaping this, this would be where you die.

Tears began to burn your waterline sliding down your cheeks you had no idea why the Hyde was watching you like you were foreign or why it was taking so long to just kill you when your legs hit a desk and your hands slipped to the top of it scrambling to find something to arm yourself with, whilst still keeping your eye on the Hyde. you found a small, sharp. letter opener. slipping it up your sleeve a new found determination filled you.

“Come and get me.” You sneered your eyes narrowing and shadows darkening the room menacingly. You were no longer stuck in the room with the Hyde. It was stuck in a room with you.

And as if on que the beast stormed forward its huge clawed hand had gripped your body in a tight hold and squeezed like you were nothing.

Screams of pain filled the room the Hyde’s grip was enough to put painful pressure on your bones enough to stifle your breathing gritting your teeth you willed the letter opener to fall from your sleeve your shadows trailing up the Hyde’s legs pulling its huge body downward again before more shadows climbed its body wrapped around its neck and squeezing like the Hyde was doing to you.

Your shadows embedded themselves like sharp claws wherever possible, before stretching to blind the hide and

When its grip slightly faulted you stabbed its clawed hand satisfied by the blood that dripped from its hand as it dropped you rearing back to scream in your face before its razor sharp claws cut through the flesh of your arm and chest.

Slumping to the floor your shadow dissipated as quickly as they came and a mixture of exhaustion from using your power and pain was all that filled your world and before everything went back you could only mutter one word.

“Wednesday.”

༺𓆩❦𓆪༻

There was no telling how long you’d been out for but by the amount blood sticking to your skin it must have been awhile. the overwhelming searing pain of the Hyde’s claws that left these deep jagged lines made you feel sick to your stomach.

The marks ranged from your chest to your shoulder and bicep deep enough to hurt and the leave you covered in metallic blood. But you’d live.

Shuddering your hands gripped the wall to haul yourself up your shoulder screaming in protest holding pressure to your wounds your breaths shaky as you walked through the empty house trying to mask yourself in your shadows but your control left much to be desired especially by the way your body left a trail of blood after you, you were more than happy to reach the garage door.

Shallow breaths filled the air as you walked into the comforting darkness of night god you were happy to be out of that house. Resting your head against a stone pillar out the front you looked at your wound in the silver moon light.

And you felt sick your skin sticky and covered in drying blood it might have been about ten minutes later of you just sitting in pain staring up at the moonlight that Tyler piled out of the garage door and wound on his chest less substantial than yours, but still painful.

You couldn’t help the pathetic sob that left you at the sight of seeing Tyler alive, the guilt of not noticing when he went missing made you feel incredibly bad but you felt so much better seeing the normie alive.

“Oh Tyler!” You cried limping forward to pull the boy into a half hug avoiding your wounds and his wound.

“Hey” the boy greeted shakily holding you tightly you may not have liked him but you were glad he was alive.

“Where’s Wednesday?” You asked as you pulled back looking for any reassurance from the boy

“I don’t know I let them know the monster was in the house but then it got me before I could run after them” the boy fidgeted with his fingers in his lap

“That’s okay I’m sure they’re fine, Wednesdays capable.” You nodded before sinking back down to your pillar you watched the sky the burning in your arm at any movement made you wince, atleast you’re stupid snood survived.

“Here let me” Tyler smiled shedding his shirt to use as a way to stop the bleeding his tan shirt pressed against your wound with a hiss the blood staining the colour darker you felt lightheaded like any moment you’d pass out

“Hey hey hey stay awake” Tyler clicked his fingers in your face putting more pressure on your wound

“What’s going on?” Wednesdays monotone voice said her posture perfectly straight as she watched Tyler get too close for comfort to you

“Y/n!” She sounded concerned by the way she watched your face

“I’m fine, nes just a scratch” you rasped attempting to send a reassuring smile to the girl but before you could suddenly Wednesday was taking you in her arms and commanding Tyler and Enid to hurry up

“We can- we can go to my house patch her up” Tyler said his car keys in his hands and very quickly or what you assumed was very quickly you were back at the car watching the moon from the window your head resting on Wednesdays lap in the back seat

“If you die, I’ll kill you.” Wednesdays voice shook as she held Tyler’s shirt to your wound tears in her eyes and half dazed your blood stained hands ghosted over Wednesdays face wiping a tear away

“I love you” your voice shook and your head swam Delirious from the aching pain of your wound that would surely scar your body. And before you could fight it yours eyes flickered shut your eyes staring into Wednesdays brown eyes with so much love, and so much sorrow she may struggle to feel feelings but by the panic in her eyes there was something deeper than just friendship.

“No no no keep your eyes open” Wednesday panicked barely contained fear dripped from her voice

“Tyler drive faster! Take us to the hospital!” To hell with the potential expulsion Wednesday would face she couldn’t care less. All she wanted to do was save you.

༺𓆩❦𓆪༻

[tabrisofmars]

Xavier: Oh, Hey Wednesday. I-

Bianca: You need to give it up, my dude.

Xavier: What do you mean?

Divina: Wednesday spends all her time with Enid

Xavier: So? They are best friends

Yoko: She kisses Enid on the mouth

Xavier: Addams have a strange culture. They're very European

Enid: Wednesday is sitting in my lap right now!

Xavier: I just thought you ran out of chairs

Wednesday pulls a knife: I've run out of patience!

*Camera pans to outside Nevermore. A long haired boy goes flying through a window*

[achromatophoric]

Wenclairtober 2024, Day 15 - Injury

[Warning: Angst ahead. Comfort not found.]

Wednesday has an old injury. Though just one of many received during her time at Nevermore, this particular wound lingers the most. Sometimes she can nearly forget it. At other times, particularly on rainy days, the wound inflames and she can think of little else.

Today is one such rainy day.

Enid: And then Yoko kept eating it! She freaking ate half of it!

Wednesday: Half of a slice?

Enid: Half the entire gosh darned pizza!

Wednesday leans back in her writing chair as she watches Enid’s lively explanation on her phone. The device is propped upon a sculpture of Nero made for this very purpose. It arrived at the mansion half a decade ago, just one of the countless holiday gifts from Enid.

Wednesday: *incredulous* And she somehow didn’t perish?

Enid: She nearly did. We had to take her to the ER. She was laid up for like an entire week.

Wednesday: For a vampire, she is suicidally obsessed with the flavor of garlic.

Enid: Totes that. I mean— the pizza was called ‘Pan Helsing!’ It even had that garlic cheddar cheese you like.

Wednesday: Mm. Face Rock Creamery’s Vampire Slayer.

Enid: That’s the one!

A dull ache thrums as Wednesday can’t help but remember when she first tasted that particular cheese. One night like so many others, between two teenagers who sat too close, holding back too many words and too many feelings.

“You love it, don’t you?”

“I’ve had worse.”

“Uh huh. That’s what you’re having another piece.”

“This picnic would be much more enjoyable if you’d cease talking.”

“Why don’t you make me?”

“… I’m saving some for Yoko.”

“Willa! Don’t you dare!”

Enid: —esday. Earth to Wednesday. Did you hear me?

Wednesday: *shakes off memory* Ah— my apologies, Enid, I did not.

On screen, Enid stares for a lingering moment, then wets her lips with a nervous lick.

Enid: So I was just saying that I have a ton of vacation time that I literally have to use like now. And everyone is going to be totes busy with their own thing, so…

Wednesday’s ache stirs. It lurches, licking over ribs and up her throat.

Enid: *hopeful* Do you think I can maybe— you know…

The ache is cold and hot at the same time, and so very here. In her bones. In her blood.

Enid: Just a short trip! Heck, even for only one day. I have to— I mean I just… I really want to see you.

Wednesday reins it in. Strangles her own tongue. Attempts to conceal the forming cracks with a coat of caustic humor.

Wednesday: And just what part of FaceTime precludes that from occurring? Have you perhaps finally gone blind from overexposure to neons?

Enid: *laughs* Oh shut up. You know what I mean.

At the warmth of Enid’s laughter, Wednesday’s control slips and the faintest of hint of a dimple escapes to one cheek. Enid notices. Enid stares.

Enid: *softly* You’re still beautiful.

The ache blossoms into something sharp and lethal.

Wednesday: Enid, please—

Enid: Can’t I just visit? It’s been years and—

Wednesday: Now is not an ideal—

Enid: It’s never an ideal time!

A moment of silence. Pain throbs in time with a racing heart. Whose? Wednesday is unable to tell.

Wednesday: *sighs* I apologize, Enid, but I must to go. I promised Pubert that I would—

Enid: I still love you.

The whisper is a dull guillotine blade disguised. A noose too long. Dry electrodes. Poorly-measured injections. Firing squad with poor aim.

Wednesday: I have to—

Enid: I still think of you. Want you. Need you.

Wednesday: Enid.

Enid: Willa.

Familiar pain. Fresh and raw. Torn, ripped, cracked. Nerves firing endlessly. Torture.

Enid: *deep breath*

Enid: I’m still in lo—

Wednesday: You’re still married.

Silence again.

Enid: …

Enid: I should— I’ll let you go.

For now.

Enid: Could you please give Pubert a hug for me?

I’m sorry. Unspoken, yet entirely legible. Writ across her face in solemn calligraphy.

Wednesday: Of course. Have a dreadful day, Enid.

Enid: You too, Wi— Wednesday. Take care.

The call ends, yet Enid’s face lingers, as does the pain. Phantom reminders for Wednesday’s phantom heart.

Wednesday: *whispers* I still feel the pain same, mi lobita. Mi sol. Mi corazón.

Wednesday stares out the window, eyes unfocused upon heavy clouds shedding their wet burdens. Droplets on the glass. In a reflection. Perhaps even upon a face. Because today is a rainy day. And Enid?

She always calls on a rainy day.