#enid lee

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The perfect way to start Summer Vacation

Fandom: Wednesday

Characters: Wednesday & Enid

Warning: Tickling, light swearing & fluff

Ler, Wednesday. Lee, Enid.

Enid, after a long 24/7 day of school, flopped on her bed practically fell asleep. As it was the last day of school for that certain grade, they had somewhat of 2 and A half months until they had to go to school for the next grade.

In the morning Wednesday was awoken by Enid's loud pop music, as usual she told her to turn it off, and again as usual Enid just turned it down A little bit. "Do you need me to come over again?!" Wednesday said. "Do you need therapy?" Enid joked. However it did not hit Wednesday the way she wanted it to. *Enid, this is you last fucking warning." Wednesday said as she got up from her bed and turned the music off. "Hey! Way to start Summer Vacation!* Enid whined as she folded her arms and frowned at Wednesday, Wednesday ignored her attempt at trying to make her feel guilty as she asked her a question. " Why did you decide to blast Music while you could clearly tell I was sleeping?" Wednesday asked her dear friend as Enid just stood there silent "Hello?" Wednesday snapped her fingers a few times to try and get Enid's attention, it was useless. "Well, looks like I'm gonna have to tickle the truth out of you then" Wednesday said.

Before Enid could even react she was already on the floor with a smirking goth girl above her. As Wednesday looked her up and down, as she searched where to tickle first. "Enid, if you the chance to redeem yourself, would you take it?" Wednesday asked the baby teen werewolf before going for the kill. "W-well maybe, I don't know!" Enid said, her voice scared, eyes wide, and mouth slightly open out of excitement, I-I mean fear. "Well, looks like I'm going for your worst spot." Wednesday said as she went for Enid's unreasonably ticklish chest. As Wednesday was tickling Enid she started thinking of all the things they should... Not should, could do together, it was going to be a fun one. She thought to herself. It is going to be a fun one! She thought to herself more confidently this time. "HAHAHA WEDNESDAY I'LL TELL YOU! I'LL TELL YOU I'LL TELL YOU I'LL TELL YOU!" Enid screamed of laughter, as Wednesday stopped and got off of Enid she didn't demand the truth, instead, she decided to make Enid feel just slightly happier. "Now Enid, was that fun?" Wednesday asked her girlfriend I-I I-I I-I I-I mean friend while smiling nicely. "Wednesday... That smile is adorable! And yes, I did have fun!" Enid said as she smiled back. "Good, this was the best way to start Summer wasn't it." "Yeah, it was." They both embraced each other in a kiss *spits out water* I mean a Hug, yes, just a normal hug, perfectly normal, (it was a kiss.)

[lopsicle]

••A Summer’s Worth of Tickles••

AN: @blushyeleven having to hide that you were my Squealing Santa this whole time was so hard!! But I really do hope that you like this fic, I wanted to make something extra special for you since I thought you would need it!! Your one of my closest friends and I love you so much, I hope this makes your Christmas a little bit better!!

Summary: After a long Summer break without Wednesday, Enid returns to Nevermore and appears to be more needy to her roommate. Wednesday finds out way after finding a story on Enid’s phone.

Word Count: 4603.

Warning: SFW Tickle Fic, a whole lot of Yuri bitches be gay,

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Being the social butterfly of Nevermore, Enid thought that summer vacation might just be the death of her. Sure, she could still talk with and meet with most of her friends, but there was a certain, darker stained part of her that couldn't be filled. Ajax's gossip sessions over the phone and going out to eat with Yoko only gave her a fraction of the bliss she felt being cooped up in that tense, raw dorm room with Wednesday Addams. She didn't sleep the first night back home, or the night after that; the never-ending noise coming from her brothers was only partly the reason why. Enid longed to hear dramatic violin pieces from the balcony paired with the chilly air that sprawled into her room from the open door, she wanted to be annoyed at the incessant tapping at a typewriter, she wanted to feel the chilling embrace of Wednesday's arms wrapped around her skin at least once more.

But, Wednesday had secluded herself to the Addams Manor for summer vacation, something about trying to discover the identity of someone who wanted her dead. Enid never thought that she'd be bitter about being left out of something like that. She had tried texting Wednesday many times, but she learnt in the first few days that her roommate was an incredibly dry texter. The fact that she signed each of her messages never grew old to Enid though, but trying decipher the seemingly random strings of emojis she used was a text that not up to her expertise.

Being without Wednesday for months was torture. It was almost funny considering she didn't even know that the goth existed until a couple weeks prior, now she couldn't imagine her life without her. Now, the only way she could get to sleep was laying on her side and brushing her hand against her arm, pretending it was Wednesday's touch. Now, she was getting herself ready on a brisk, painful September morning, triple checking her hair, makeup and uniform just to make sure she'd be perfect upon seeing her crush again. Now, she got herself to Nevermore before the Sun even came up, waiting in her untouched dorm room, devoid of light or closeness.

The door opened with a gentle creaking, Enid’s heart spiked with excitement she never once felt before. There was a clicking of heavy boots as Wednesday made her way into the room, looking exactly as Enid remembered her. The werewolf herself had changed a little, sporting a shorter haircut with more prominent hair dye. Passionate light shone through Enid’s eyes as she skidded across the floor to her roommate, who remained stagnant other than a light expression of surprise.

“Howdy Wednesday!” Enid cried out joyfully, touching Wednesday’s wrist to which she did not recoil. Instead, she observed Enid, noting down all the little changes in her mind, as well as how it only took her a few seconds to get close to her.

“Enid. You’re here earlier than normal.” Wednesday commented, a familiar sense of annoyance and relief filling her. She too had missed her roommate and all of her aggravating habits, as much as she would hate to admit it, she found a certain comfort in Enid. Someone who was as odd as her yet was so, so different, but still found a way to like Wednesday either way. It was illogical to her first, causing her to write off Enid as a nonsensical, idiotic lapdog. She still found some truth in that, but she thought it to be more admirable.

Enid remained unfazed by Wednesday’s lack of emotion, that bright, wide smile never leaving her face. It felt natural. “I cannot believe it has been so long, I have so much to talk about, so much to ask-did you ever find out who was trying to kill you? How’s Thing? Is he here? What about-?”

Enid was silenced by Wednesday’s placing a cold finger to her lips, promptly shutting her up with a small blush on her cheeks. Sure, it was rude but Wednesday initiating any kind of touch was a blessing to Enid.

“Enid, it’s 8:00am in the morning. Please.” Wednesday commented sarcastically, halfheartedly swinging her bag down from her shoulders and placing it on her bed. As she unzipped it, staring down at her belongings, she called out. “But, Thing is…comforted to see you again. You had an impact on him.”

Enid easily deciphered Wednesday’s emotions morse code, resigning herself to a silent victory. Wednesday missed her too, and that’s all that mattered.

••••••

From then on, the two of them automatically slipped into her usual dynamic, but couldn’t help to notice the differences. Enid wasn’t letting Wednesday walk all over her anymore, she had just embraced who she was and she wasn’t just going to put her life on hold for whatever Wednesday wanted. But, it was now rare that Wednesday would call on her for something like that. It would be hard to see for anybody else, anybody but Enid, but she has grown more affection, at least to Enid, in her own ways. Taking down notes for classes Enid had missed, giving her lessons on the best ways for werewolves to kill people, waiting for Enid to fall asleep first to make sure she wouldn’t spend her night doomscrolling instead of resting.

But, there was something else on Enid’s mind, something nagging and clawing at the back of her brain nearly all the time she was with Wednesday. A craving, a neediness, a desire to be physically close to her, just in a…particular way. A way that made her cheeks break out in blushes if she even tried to say it, a way so childish she was certain Wednesday would be even less keen to indulge her than normal, a way that had been on Enid’s mind all of Summer. Being away from people, away from Wednesday, left Enid with a certain coldness. Now, being back with Wednesday felt like she had a fire right next to her, she just had to reach out and get closer, only that was the scariest part.

Why would Wednesday Addams even do something as silly as tickling? It was beneath her, it was stupid really. Enid felt like a lovesick idiot whenever she caught a glimpse of Wednesday’s perfect black nails, or whenever she caught herself leaning in towards her touch. She just couldn’t help it, the poor girl had been in a killer lee mood all Summer, with her only way of getting through being fantasying and fanfiction. But now, Wednesday was here, right next to her all the time. The nagging, burning request had bounced all about through Enid’s throat at this point, desperate to be released but never quite having the will to do so. The closest she’s gotten was acting Wednesday if she was tickling, to which she got in response,

“The last person who tickled me lost a finger.” Wednesday left it at that, much to Enid’s disappointment but she was riding the high of Wednesday at least saying the dreaded T-word…no matter how pathetic that seemed.

So now here she was, cozied up in her colourful pink bedsheets surrounded by an army of cutesy stuffies, a sharp contrast to Wednesday’s darkened bed, of which she was dissecting a rat on with Thing’s help. Enid didn’t need to pay attention to that though, she found herself with her head half poking out of the blanket, hand idly gripped onto her phone which was merely a few inches from her face. Fanfiction helped her through her lee moods before, she had to keep going. If anything, reading with Wednesday in the room made it even better, Enid would just take little glances up at her impassioned, serious face and promptly go back to her reading, with an even greater flustered feeling in her heart. There was always the fear of being caught in the very back of her mind but that too just made things more exciting for her. Eventually, she had to take a break, since the passage,

“…she felt her nails dig into her hips, clawing against her skin like she was looking for treasure. A distinct gasp was forced from her, followed by some mix of whiny, high pitched laughter.

“Aww, what’s the matter, little lee? You were the one begging for this a moment ago and now you can’t take it? Sorry, baby, but I’m having too much fun and your gonna get it!”

…proved too much for her to handle. A little look up at Wednesday proved that, her heart spiked as if she was scared for her life. Heat rose noticeably to her cheeks; Enid grasped her blankets and peeled them off of her carefully, stepping softly onto the dorm room floor. She prayed that Wednesday wouldn’t notice her as she scurried off into the side bathroom and locked the door, but she was sorely mistaken. Wednesday had noticed Enid’s peculiar behaviour long before this, but this was the only time she had grown concerned for her. She wrote off all of Enid’s quirks as a byproduct of her being needy and clingy, but something seemed…different about just now. Interpreting Enid’s morse code was difficult for Wednesday, their could be a million reasons as to why she was happy right now and just as many that could make her upset. It honesty made her feel like something of a detective to try and figure out what she was thinking. And it seemed like her first clue was on Enid’s bed.

Wednesday silently trod over to the other side of the room, sitting delicately on the side of Enid’s bed as she went to grab her phone. Snooping wasn’t a good look on her, but her rational thinking wasn’t at the forefront of her mind. Something about the way Enid was blushing as she left the room sparked a curiosity, almost a hatred towards whatever had caused it. Wednesday had to know what it was, even against her better judgement. But instead of finding Ajax begging to get back together with her, as she assumed, she instead found that Enid was reading. An improvement to the soul sucking nature of social media, but still one that left her as a slave to technology. Curiosity struck her once again, Wednesday awkwardly fidgeted about with the screen, scrolling up to try and get a better idea at what Enid was reading. She did grow weary that Enid might return soon, so she simply elected a paragraph to read.

“Being a brat isn’t gonna get you anywhere, hun. We both know how much you just loooove getting tickled, so sit still, no need to get all squirmy~!”

Wednesday’s curiosity more so turned to confusion. Was it just Enid having an affinity for tickling that was causing her to act strange? Sure, it was odd, atypical of societal standards but this was Nevermore, where expectation came to die. No, no, it couldn’t of been just that, Enid wouldn’t hide this from Wednesday unless…it had something to do with her. Unless Enid wanted something from her.

Oh. So that’s what this was all about. Wednesday felt a grin coming on. She was never one to indulge others for the sake of it, but this specific method could be rather…interesting to use on Enid.

Oh. This could really be something fun.

••••

End came out of the bathroom after splashing her face a good few times, trying to retain some semblance of normality. Taking deep breaths in and out, she clicked open the bathroom door satisfyingly and made her way back to her be-

Why was Wednesday sitting there?! Enid’s heart dropped to her stomach, arms growing still and heavy like dead weight. Immediately, she scanned around for her phone, not seeing it anywhere on the bed. Then, back to Wednesday, who eventually turned to her as Enid warily approached.

“Hey, Wends,” Enid said in a high pitched tone, trying to appear like everything was fine. She stood in front of Wednesday, wanting to feel a little bit in control as the goth girl looked back up at her. “Whatcha doing over here?”

“I thought I could use a change of scenery. I was getting too comfortable over there.” Wednesday stated, as she noticed Enid’s eyes glancing around the area of her bed around Wednesday. Looking up at her with interest, Wednesday reached beneath her thigh and held out Enid’s phone. “Looking for this? You left it out here when you ran out in a hurry.”

Enid quickly snatched up the phone, not minding the light accusation that was thrown at her. She felt some relief fill her when she realised that it was locked, but that Wednesday still could’ve read it. She glanced back over to Wednesday’s face as she cautiously sat down next to her, unable to read her expression.

“Yeah, you know, I just-had something to do..” Enid answered vaguely, her mouth moving faster than her brain could. She stared down, avoiding eye contact with Wednesday. She couldn’t handle that right now.

“Are you feeling well, Enid?” Wednesday asked, carefully reaching over and grazing Enid’s side with her nails in a manner that could almost pass as an accident. With a sharp inhale and a startled look in her eyes, Enid recoiled back from the touch, her soft pyjama shirt not protecting her sensitive midriff that well. “You certainly seem jumpy.”

“I’m fine, just a little-sensitive, is all,” Enid responded sheepishly, rubbing her side preciously. “Since when did that worry you?” She quickly followed with, the subject of tickling felt a little like holding her hand over a fire. A few moments would be nice and cozy and warm, but if she remained there for too long, she was gonna get burned.

“You’ve been acting different ever since Summer break, Sinclair. You’ve been insistent of sitting next to me in every class, standing closer to me than normal, constantly blushing while looking at your phone and now running out the room for what? No reason?” Wednesday pushed her suddenly, placing her full attention onto Enid, who felt like shrivelling up beneath the spotlight.

“I just missed you, obviously! It’s been months, Wednesday!” Enid blurted out, in a tone that didn’t even convince herself, even though she technically was telling the truth. Wednesday still wasn’t satisfied with just making Enid squirm, she leaned closer to her, placing her right hand on the other side of Enid’s body. Tensing, Enid let a whine get caught up in her throat, dividing her attention between Wednesday’s face and that dangerous looking hand.

“I don’t appreciate being lied to, Enid, do you know what happened to Pugsley the last time he tried lying to me?” Meekly, Enid shook her head, shying away from Wednesday’s intense gaze. A rare smirk appeared on Wednesday’s face as she leaned in closer to Enid’s ear, whispering a barely audible,

“I tickled him.” It was enough to make Enid’s hair stand up, an icy hot rush coursing through her veins and doing laps around her heart. She couldn’t even process it fully before Wednesday’s hand jabbed into her right side, making her jump closer to Wednesday’s body instinctively.

“Ah! W-wehehednesday!!” Enid shrieked loudly-was this really happening?! This had to be another dream, right?! But no, she could feel Wednesday’s cold body against her own burning one and the way he side tingled and buzzed was too…vivid. Wednesday’s fingers worked meticulously on her, finding a balance of being delicate and rough, a light but sharp touch, like needles sticking into her body. She wrapped her other arm around Enid’s waistline, trying to stop all that messy squirming of hers.

“You seem to be even more sensitive than him, he could at least hold in his laughter.” Wednesday commented as Enid’s grip on her pyjama shirt tightened. Almost in reprimand, she dug her nails into Enid’s hips while her other hand remained squeezing at her side. Enid couldn’t help but smile widely, eyes squinted as helpless giggles escaped her mouth.

“Ho-hohohold on, I’m nohohot reahahahady!!” Enid squealed, bouncing about against Wednesday’s hold, pounding her feet against the floor. All those little, adorable reactions of hers just encouraged Wednesday more and more; she was enjoying this a lot more than she thought she would.

“Oh, really?” Wednesday purred. “But I thought you loved this, Enid.” She said in a smug tone, one that made Enid pang with realisation. Wednesday knew. But…she wasn’t being mean about it…well, she was, but she wasn’t being cruel. She was indulging Enid with nothing more than a few light teases here and there. That thick sense of dread and worry fizzled away into a feeling of relief; Enid was getting everything she wanted.

“You-you lohohoked at my ph-eeeeek-phone, dihihidn’t you?!” Enid squealed out in a challenging, teasy, confident tone, which was interrupted by a ear piercing squeal once Wednesday’s hand burrowed their way beneath Enid’s thin top and scratched around at her tummy.

“You were going to keep hiding this from me unless I did something. And by the looks of things, you seem to be enjoying yourself quite a bit.” Wednesday relished in the way Enid’s cheeks lit up in a hot red, she didn’t know why but seeing her all flustered and smiley and giggly like this caused her insides to…soften up a little. Not like she’d ever admit that though. Instead, she slipped her other hand into Enid’s shirt too, dragging and tracing those powerful black nails of hers about.

“M-mahahAHAHAHAYBE~!!” Enid lightly teases, clutching onto Wednesday for comfort, twisting her body about on the spot. She pressed her forehead down on Wednesday’s shoulder, shrieking with laughter.

“Don’t hide that smile from me,” Wednesday ordered, jabbing her pinkie against Enid’s navel. She shrieked and drew her head up, hair all messy, sticking out in every which way. There was a look of exhilarated fear in her eyes, like someone going down a zip line, and a gaping, delighted smile spread across her face. “It…suits you.” Wednesday decided on. Enid didn’t have time to appreciate the compliment before Wednesday started scratching and pricking her nails against her navel again.

“I didn’t know about this adorable little spot of yours. Does it really tickle that bad?” She asked in a light, mocking tone, as Enid reeled back, laying down on her side, hearty laughing pouring from her mouth. Her body occasionally twitched whenever Wednesday really dug one of her wicked nails into her belly button. Wednesday followed her, leaning over and rolling up her shirt just enough so that one could mistake it for a crop top. She then scooted over to be straddling Enid’s thighs, resting her hands limply on her bare tummy.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Enid heaved, gazing down brightly at Wednesday’s predatory hands, her own fingers kneading away at her duvet like a cat.

“Trying to decide whether you deserve a countdown or not.” Wednesday responded, a sly sense of enjoyment laced within in her voice. She looked back up to Enid’s face, crimson and excited. Slowly, she decided on nodding, a little smile appearing on her face which almost convinced Wednesday. “If you insist. You’ll have until 0.”

“Three,” Wednesday began and Enid took in a deep breath, nerves eating away at her skin.

“Two,” Suddenly though, Wednesday’s nails found themselves scribbling all over Enid’s tummy, scratching along her belly and then plucking at her sides. She scraped her nails against Enid’s poor stomach and hammered them down against her navel.

“TH-THAHAHAT’S CHEAHAHAHATING!!!” Enid exploded with laughter, limbs flailing about like a headless chicken. Everything felt hazy yet vivid, she wheezed for air, vision becoming blurry with tears but she could still make out Wednesday’s face, fitted with a small smile.

“Aw, is it? Poor you.” Wednesday smirked, her hands felt like they were moving faster than ever before. Each second she was pressing down, clawing, kneading, tapping at a different spot on Enid’s torso, but she made sure to give extra attention to her navel, adoring the squeaks and squeals that it produced. “But we both know that your loving this.”

Enid hid her hot face beneath her elbows, grinding her heels down against the mattress. She loved hated how Wednesday was clued into her little secret now, knowing she’d hang it over her head whenever something like this happened.

“IHIH’M GOHOHOHOHNA KICK YOHOHOUR AHAHASS AHAHAFTER THIS!!” Enid howled out, her elongated, sharp werewolf claws pricking out. Her leg kicked ferociously beneath Wednesday’s petite frame, which looked so much larger now.

“Now that you mention it, your feet are kicking awfully a lot…” Wednesday thought aloud in a low tone, tapping her fingertips against Enid’s abdomen. The cogs in Enid’s mind ran a little slower than Wednesday’s so by the time the goth was scooted over to be sitting on Enid’s ankles, Enid perked up.

“Wait, wait, hold on Wednesday, not there!” Wednesday only looked back at Enid’s face one, determining that she was being playful by her massive smile. With her comfort secured, Wednesday turned her attention back to Enid’s socked feet, grazing her nails against Enid’s soles to test the waters. Enid froze, her body going rigid and still before seeming to crumble so easily at the touch. Sweet, small giggles escaped from her lips as her body relaxed and melted, slumping over. She weakly reached out her hand towards Wednesday, begging for nothing in particular, other than her attention.

“W-wehehends, it ti-tihihckles!!” Enid squealed, clenching her hands up, her knee twitching upwards from time to time. Wednesday’s smile softened in a way that made her glad Enid couldn’t see her right now.

“That’s the point, Sinclair, don’t tell me you didn’t know that?” Wednesday joked sarcastically, tapping her nails down Enid’s arches to then sink them right into her heels. She tenderly dragged her nails back up to the tops of her toes and grabbed the tip of Enid’s left sock, gently beginning to pull it off.

“Oh-ohohoh God-!” Enid giggled out in anticipation, recoiling her hands back sharply to cover her mouth. Wednesday turned back, trying to fix the softness in her eyes.

“Don’t do that, I want to hear your laughter.” She said, her words dripping with more affection than she thought possible. Their eye contact lingered for longer than normal, something deep sparked within their gaze, something that made Wednesday turn away, adding on an, “It’s pathetic,” to try and save face. She immediately traced her nails around Enid’s sole to try and distract the both of them, getting into a rhythm of scribbling up and down.

“Any other sweet spots I should know about?” Wednesday asked, half from curiosity and half to try and regain her authority. Enid squeaked slightly at the question, averting her gaze in a deliberate, timid yet teasy manner.

“I-I dohohn’t knooo-ohohw~!” Enid said, practically challenging Wednesday to find out. She obliged, abandoning her feet as she turned back to face Enid. A few pokes at her thighs and knees quickly caused Wednesday to write them off, so she crawled right back up to Enid’s hips, straddling them once more. Enid obligingly laid back down, not bothering to fight Wednesday.

“Let’s see,” Wednesday tapped her fingers against Enid’s ribs as she thought, just light enough to keep her giggling and squirming beneath her. She racked her brain, trying to think of where she hadn’t targeted yet, before a rather obvious spot appeared in her mind. A look of knowing confidence overcame Wednesday, staring down Enid with a hint of amusement in her eyes. Leisurely, she began spidering her nails up from Enid’s ribs, digging in deep enough to make every little ‘step’ of her fingers feel weighty.

“Ooo, I think I got you.” Wednesday grinned, to which Enid shook her head, despite praying, begging on the inside that Wednesday knew. Wednesday took her time trailing her fingers up to being just below Enid’s armpits but then, she just left them there, not bothering to go further. Enid’s face looked like she was about to blow, bottom lit stuck out with her gaze lingering on Wednesday’s hands in a silent begging that they’d just do something.

“Tickle, tickle, Enid!” Wednesday’s hands suddenly pounced up onto Enid’s armpits, making the blonde shriek and squeak and bounce back against the bed. Her body tossed and shook about with each little wiggle or scratch from Wednesday’s dexterous fingers, swirling about against her ticklish pits.

“EHEHEHHEEHEK!! WE-WEHEHEDNESDAY!!” Enid screamed out, praying none of the other forms were hearing her. She’d never seen this side of Wednesday before, even when got into her sadistic moods before this, she never acted this playful or tender. It made her feel special, to know that she was deserving of this side of Wednesday. How silly it was to think that Wednesday would be disgusted if her just for enjoying being tickled.

“What’s the matter, puppy? Is the tickling too bad for you? Too sharp? Too fast? You poor, poor thing, you should’ve known that you’d be far too adorable to just stop tickling.” Wednesday smirked down out her, jabbing her nails down into her armpits and circling them about. That proved to be the final nail in Enid Sinclair’s coffin, she convulsed with bleating laughter, those tears in her eyes finally spilling down her burning, bright cheeks. She thought that just a tease from Wednesday would be enough to do her in but this, this was more than she would’ve ever been prepared for.

“OHOHOHOKAY, WAHAHAHAIT, PL-PLEAHAHAHAHAHAHASE!!” Enid begged through her laughter and besides a few mean, quick scratches, Wednesday stopped, a little unsure of herself. She normally just left her torture victims once she was done with them, but how could she just leave Enid? Seeing the girl there, below her panting for breath, her tired, drained body shaking with each deep inhale and exhale sparked something mushy inside of Wednesday. Softly, she brushed Enid’s hair behind her ear, fixing it up as Enid laid there, allowing Wednesday to take care of her.

“Deep breaths, baby, I don’t want you passing out on me.” Enid felt as if she just might if she heard that nickname again. But once she finally had enough air in her that made her think she wasn’t going to drop dead, Wednesday got off of her hips, sitting next to her. Enid sat up, fitted with the brightest, joyous face that Wednesday had seen since she got back to Nevermore. She couldn’t even stop herself from pulling Wednesday into a hug, who froze at the sudden warmth before slowly relaxing into it.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you! Your literally the best, Wednesday, that was just so-fun! I-I’m sorry, I don’t know what else to say, I thought you-thank you for being..okay will that stuff!” Enid squealed in delight, pulling away from the hug. Wednesday’s brow furrowed, did Enid really think she had to hide something like that from her? She took in a deep breath, considering her next words, and actions, carefully. She took Enid’s hands in her own, choosing to stare down at them, not thinking she could handle staring at Enid right now.

“Enid, for the past 30 minutes, I’ve been attempting to properly dissect a rat on my bed. It would be hypocritical of me to ever judge you for any of your interests when you’ve been so tolerant of mine. Don’t feel as if you need to hide things like this from me in the future.” Wednesday commanded, meeting Enid’s gaze, which was laced with sentimentality. Enid nodded, wiping her eyes as her smile became as delicate as glass and as wobbly as a tight rope.

“Of-of course, thanks Wends, really, it means a lot.” Enid choked out, before a small idea came to mind on how to pay Wednesday back for how shockingly sweet she’d been today. Extending a large claw on her index finger, she grinned at Wednesday.

“Need a hand with your dissection?”

Despite the cool, winter temperature, Wednesday oddly felt her cheeks heat up as she considered Enid’s offer, before promptly nodding, if only so she could turn her face away.

“That would be appreciated.”

[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)

[picnicbitchsokka]

mai and ty lee are dressing up as wednesday and enid for halloween this year. if you even care.

[blushyeleven]

tickletober - DAY 28

spooked

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summary: enid watches a horror film by herself and gets scared, she calls Wednesday back in the dorm and Wednesday tries to distract her

characters: lee!enid, ler!wednesday

warnings: tickles, poorly written and very short😭

𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

that night in their cozy, dark dorm room, enid found herself completely alone. halloween was just around the corner, and she’d decided to get into the spirit by putting on a classic horror movie. she bundled herself in blankets, already a little nervous but excited too.

half an hour in, though, her bravery started to waver. the shadows in the room seemed to stretch further, and every creak of the old dorm felt just a little too loud. she pulled the blankets up to her chin, eyes glued to the screen, trying to convince herself it was all just pretend.

but then came a jump scare that was too much. she yelped and grabbed her phone, hurriedly texting wednesday to see if she was nearby.

wednesday, who had been studying late in the library, was unimpressed when she got the message. still, she sighed and made her way back to their room.

when she stepped inside, she found enid wide-eyed and huddled under her covers, clutching a pillow like her life depended on it.

“seriously sinclair?” wednesday asked, raising an eyebrow as she closed the door.

“you don’t understand!” enid replied, her voice a little shaky. “there’s something extra creepy about watching a horror movie alone on a night like this.”

wednesday’s eyes rolled as a sigh left her mouth, as she sat on the edge of enid’s bed. “you know, it’s only a movie. the killer isn’t hiding in your closet.”

“i know, but it feels so real,” enid mumbled, still hugging her pillow tightly. “can you stay before going back to the library? just for a little bit?”

after a few seconds of silence, wednesday nodded. “fine,” she said, her tone as flat as always. but seeing enid still curled up and nervous gave her pause. she wasn’t used to comforting people, and for a second, she looked almost puzzled. then an idea struck her.

“perhaps you need a distraction,” she said, almost thoughtfully. “what do you mean?” enid asked, glancing at her.

“this” wednesday replied, suddenly poking her fingers into enid’s side.

the unexpected touch made enid yelp and squirm, a burst of laughter escaping before she even knew what was happening. “w-wednesday! what are you-”

but wednesday just kept poking her fingers into enid’s sides, her expression unreadable, but clearly intent on her mission. “you said you were scared. i’m giving you something else to think about.”

enid’s giggles grew louder as wednesday’s fingers found all her most sensitive spots. “ah!! nohohoho nohot thehehere!!” she protested, but her laughter was so genuine it was contagious. it was clear she wasn’t exactly trying to get away.

wednesday continued without mercy, pressing her fingers just above enid’s ribs, then around her waist, even near her neck, watching as enid dissolved into fits of laughter, squirming and trying to curl up to protect herself. “please!” enid squealed between giggles. “stop! i can’t take it!”

“then maybe you’ll be brave enough to watch the movie alone next time” wednesday said, though her voice held a hint of amusement.

enid, finally gasping for air and with tears of laughter in her eyes, looked up at wednesday, a grin spreading across her face. “you’re the worst” she managed, still giggling.

“and yet, you’re smiling” wednesday replied, her own expression softening just slightly.

they sat together after that, the horror movie now forgotten. instead, they filled the room with laughter and little pokes and prods, leaving both of them smiling long after the scares had faded away.

[the-genius-az]

The first time Azula meets Enid thanks to Wednesday, she feels like she already knows her, but she doesn't say anything.

Until he watches them interact and Azula immediately goes to her uncle Fester and they both drink until they pass out.

Why the fuck do his little sister and her girlfriend look so much like his ex-girlfriends?

[arcanicshittery]

If me becoming hyperfixated on something where people go to a school called nevermore where the principle(s) have white hair and the main characters are opposites of each other in everyway and are viciously in love with each other I would have two nickels which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice

[dontknowmanijustworkhere]

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. 

[moocha-muses]

[new-44556678]

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:

[44556678]

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

Xavier: Ok, what is the thing?

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

12 seconds later.

Enid: *Crying*

Wednesday: What's wrong Enid?

Enid: *sniffs* Nothing.

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

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

Wednesday: Oh really?

Enid: Yes.

Wednesday: Can I hear more of it?

Enid: If I can find something funny.

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

Enid: Pffffttttt haha hahaha hahaha!

Wednesday: You like that?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Enid: *gets scared*

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

[lopsicle]

~Don’t Leave~

TickleTober Day 11 Hug:

Characters: Lee! Enid, Ler! Wednesday

Summary: Enid gets pouty when Wednesday has to leave for class and demands a goodbye hug. Wednesday complies.

Warnings: Tickle Fic.

Perfect. Everything was absolutely perfect for Enid. After the whole Hyde situation had crashed and burned and the two roommates had a little time to relax and process everything over the Summer break, Enid was finally back with Wednesday and more clingy than ever.

Even though Wednesday was more averse to physical affection, she made a special exception for Enid. She wouldn’t be seen dead cuddling with anyone else. Well, it was more like she was laying down comfortably on her own dark bed, with Enid’s curled up against her, clinging her limbs around Wednesday’s body with her face buried in her cold neck. Wednesday didn’t mind it at all, it was actually quite enjoyable, she was always cold and Enid was always warm. It wasn’t sappy or lovey dovey, it was just mutual benefit.

That was until it wasn’t good for Wednesday anymore. She’d be counting in her head since Enid had made her way over and clung to her like a koala, noting she only had about ten minutes to get to her first class of the day. It pained her a little to pull Enid away from her, it felt akin to kicking a puppy, or a scorpion in Wednesday’s mind. Still, she spoke up.

“Enid, I should be going now.” Wednesday announced, raising slightly on the bed. Enid shifted to look up at her as a disgruntled whine left her lips.

“Nooooo, you just got here,” Enid defied, but she only put up a weak fight as Wednesday carefully pulled her body away from her away.

“Actually, I’ve been here for 43 minutes and 37 seconds, keep better count.” Wednesday lightly teased, standing up off from the bed and slipping on her thick boots. She began making her way over to the door when Enid called out to her.

“Wait!” Enid rose from her bed as Wednesday turned around to face her, a little unsure of why she was listening to her so obediently. That was a bad habit she’d gotten into with Enid.

“Can’t I at least get a hug first?” Enid asked, meekly pushing her arms out to her sides. Wednesday cocked an eyebrow, recognising that her unconfident movement was just an attempt to get Wednesday to pity her to give into her demands. Wednesday knew she shouldn’t reward such behaviour, but also that having such a cynical attitude towards being asked for a hug wasn’t the smartest idea.

“Your really pushing your luck today, Enid.” Wednesday replied though she also opened up her arms to Enid, who immediately beamed with a smile that reminded Wednesday of why she let her this close to her. Immediately, she bounced to Wednesday’s arms, who wrapped around her comfortable, resting near the back of her waistline. Given the extra height Wednesday’s boots gave her in comparison to Enid’s socks, she had to reach up a bit to wrap her arms around Wednesday’s neck, closing her eyes in content. Wednesday on the other hand, was having a few other ideas. She had missed Enid quite a bit herself after all, waking up to annoying pop songs, seeing Thing have a fresh coating of vibrant nail polish, the smell of vanilla that seemed to radiate from the bubbly girl. There was one thing that stuck out to her in this moment, a small thought crossed her mind which bubbled into action. Wednesday began scratching her fingertips so lightly it almost felt nonexistent against the bottom of Enid’s sides, who gasped and broke out into quiet giggles.

“W-wehehends?” Enid squeaked out in confusion, to which Wednesday just looked at her with a slightly playful glint in her eyes.

“What is it? I’m just giving you the hug you requested,” Wednesday feigned ignorance as of now, squeezing Enid’s hip once she tried to rebuttal her, leaving only a squeal in place of her argument. Enid’s face flushed pink as she squirmed about in Wednesday’s hold.

“You knohohow what yohohohour dohohohing!!” Enid huffed, burying her face in Wednesday’s chest in an attempt to hide her blushing cheeks. Inside, she was freaking out that Wednesday was tickling her again, without even making her ask for it! It was no secret between the two of them that Enid absolutely loved physical affection and tickling was no different, apart from just how easily flustered it could make her, which Wednesday was exploiting to its full benefits. She began rubbing and circling her fingertips into Enid’s hips, sometimes deciding to tap her way up and down her sides before resuming her circling.

“Hm, do I? Do you think maybe you could tell me, or say what I’m doing?” Wednesday prompted her, earning a frustrated whine from Enid; getting tickles without Wednesday trying to tease her was impossible. She squeaked and curled her knees up occasionally, whenever Wednesday’s fingers brushed up on those little extra-sensitive spots.

“Yohohour just beheheing meahahahahahan!!” Enid complained, gripping onto the back of Wednesday’s collar, shifting her balance between her legs as if the floor was lava, practically relying on Wednesday to be standing upright. Wednesday smirked a little at Enid’s whining, jabbing her nails into her side.

“Aw, how rude, and while I’m giving you a hug as well. But if you want me to be mean…” Wednesday didn’t finish her sentence, instead suddenly slipping her hands beneath Enid’s shirt, scratching and skittering her nails against her sides and tummy, randomly switching between the two spots. Her nails moved at a lightning quick pace, excitedly rediscovering all of Enid’s sensitive spots.

“W-WEHEHEHEDNESDAY!!” Enid shrieked her, her cheeks shifting to a more red hue as she thrashed from side to side in Wednesday’s tight hold fruitlessly. Her grip tightened on Wednesday, accidentally bumping her legs into hers over and over , keeping her tummy sucked in a meaningless attempt to avoid her nails.

“And now your shouting for no reason, you should quiet down before anyone hears how loud your getting.” Wednesday teased her, talking into her ear in a way that made Enid feel like her heart was about to stop. She bit down on her lip, trying to muffle her laughter but the dam was already broken and she couldn’t stop it from pouring out anymore.

“I-I CAHAHAHN’T HEHEHEHLP IHIHIT!!” Enid wailed, sweet, high-pitched laughter filling the room, which Enid desperately tried to stop by hiding in Wednesday’s neck. Wednesday however recoiled from the ticklish sensation, squeezing Enid’s sides instinctively, producing a loud squeal.

“Oh, but you can, all you have to do is tell me what’s making you laugh so much.” Wednesday reminded her in a matter of fact tone, causing Enid to whine, of course she was still being stubbornly persistent about that. To make matters worse, Wednesday jabbed her nails right into Enid’s stomach, one of her worst spots. Enid absolutely exploded with laughter, wriggling and bouncing all about in Wednesday’s hold, clinging onto the hug desperately.

“PLEAHAHAHSE, THAHAHT’S NO-NOHOHOT FAHAHAHAIR!!” Enid screamed out, seeming right at her breaking point with all this attention, and trying to convince Wednesday to back down was like talking to a brick wall.

“You just have to use your words darling, it can’t be that hard.” Wednesday commented, Enid felt her face redden ten times more before she admitted defeat in a whimper, followed by her screaming,

“IHIHITS BEHEHEHCAUSE YOHOHOHUR TIHIHICKLING ME!!” Enid forced out, barely able to focus on how flustered she was when her body was overwhelmed by the buzzing sensations in her belly, making her feel like her torso was on fire.

“Oh, was that it? You were struggling with saying the word tickle, were you? Why? Because your so ticklish?” Wednesday apparently felt like being extra annoying to Enid today, to which Enid stomped on her foot.

“WEHEHEDNESDAY!!” She whined, making it clear just how tickled out she was, if he beet red face wasn’t enough of a clue for that already. Wednesday slowed to a stop, her hands resuming their original placement in the hug, holding Enid warmly and securely as she caught her breath, recovering.

“I’ve missed your laughter,” Wednesday admitted, keeping her gaze forward with her chin resting on Enid’s shoulder, not facing the girl. Enid could already feel a smile creeping into her face as she squeezed Wednesday tighter.

“You really that mean?!” Wednesday nodded, not wanting to repeat herself. “Thank you, thank you!” Enid cooed, utterly adoring the compliment. “I missed you too!”

Wednesday smiled a little bit fixed her expression as she pulled away from the hug, her fingers lingering on Enid’s shoulder for a little longer, having half the mind to skip her class, but she wasn’t willing to admit that she cared that much yet.

“I’ll see in an hour, okay?” Baby steps. Wednesday looked down at Enid tenderly, who was still beaming, nodding enthusiastically.

“Of course!” As Wednesday turned to leave the room, Enid called out to her. “I’ll get you back then!” She promised, giving something Wednesday to think about for the next sixty whole minutes. Wednesday quickly left the room to hide her blush.

[skylarstark4826]

I absolutely loved this beautiful publication of the Wednesday Addams series of the Enijax ship of the Enid Sinclair and Ajax Petropolus characters together and above all because I absolutely love that in it they have made a tickling fic of the Netflix Wednesday Addams series of the Enid and Ajax characters together and above all because both look absolutely beautiful and romantic and also and above all because I really hope we can see them together again in season 2 and also because I really would have liked that we had seen them together and had this same scene between the 2 together in season 1

By the way, these beautiful Fanarts of them are not mine and the credits are not for me, but I will let you know that right here I will leave you the link of the real creator on Tumblr

[happytobus]

I just watched Episode 2 of Wednesday and felt the need to share this with you all.

[aresgodofwar23]

[misfittq]

happy lesbian visibility week to all my canon and non-canon lesbians