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teaaagan · 6 months

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Evil

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

Wednesday: And that is?

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

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

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wednesdayincorrectquotespt · 1 month

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Y/n: Congratulations, you three have won gold, silver, and bronze in the morons’ Olympics.

Wednesday:

Thing:

Enid: who won gold?

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herlondonboy · 1 year

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7:3

Pairings: Wednesday Addams x platonic!reader / Enid Sinclair x platonic reader / Larissa Weems x platonic!reader

Summary: 7 reasons to go, 3 reasons to stay

Warnings: suicide, suicidal thoughts, vent fic I guess, so uh, like bcos I need validation 🫶 pure, unfiltered, angst. (Part two here) (Tagging: @lxtins @allisonsblog @wednesday-l0ver @capryuk @smolgayhooman @elduster because they said they’d read it x)

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Seven reasons to go, three reasons to stay. It honestly seems like such an easy answer, but if you add a zero onto the end of both numbers it becomes harder. Seventy reasons to go, thirty reasons to stay. You sat atop of this hill, resting your back against the oak tree. Weighing the reasons in your head made the pit in your stomach grow, but it needs to be soon.

1. You have no family.

In a fit of blind rage at eight, you set your house ablaze. The fire started in your parents bedroom where you, your mother and father and your little brother were. Larissa Weems, a family friend, was quick to aid you. She brought you to Nevermore and raised you like her own. It was abnormal for normie families to have Outcast children, but that just meant the Outcast gene laid dormant for a few generations. You didn’t speak to anyone for seven years after the incident.

Though Larissa was the closest thing you had to a family, she wasn’t your family and the kids at school liked to remind you of that.

2. The overwhelming anger.

Your nostrils flared as you watched the boy, whose name you never bothered to learn, called you an orphan for the umpteenth time that day. You clenched your fists, digging your nails into your palm until you felt blood rolling down. Pain makes you human, Larissa had said to you. Why wasn’t it working? A wolf pushed you and you struck him with flame covered fist. Your hand was burned onto his face and he hand to live in humiliation with that scar for the rest of his life.

The kids around you immediately dissipated and ran away from you. Then your roommate asked to switch dorms

3. People would finally care.

They don’t care until it’s too late. You knew this now, throwing the noose end of the rope over the highest branch that you could reach. You couldn’t even cry. Why would cry? Crying for the people that never even batted an eyelash at you. For he people that saw your pain and laughed in your face, dancing on what was left of your happiness, hoping to ruin it all for you. You can imagine the people that pushed you to this crying in each other’s arms as your body was lowered into the ground. Who do they think they are?

4. You hurt everyone you touched.

Larissa had pulled you into a hug when you came to her office sobbing. You were hesitant to accept it, but you did in the end. You remember her scream and push you away. It haunted your nightmares every. Single. Night. You looked down at your hands and your eyes widened at the melted fabric on your palms. She told you that it was all right and that she was just shocked, but you didn’t believe her.

You began using weird techniques you’d read about in books from the library; sitting in the kitchen’s walk in freezer for as long as you could, taking ice baths, letting your anger out in a controlled environment.

5. The dreams.

Waking up drenched in sweat and covered in a crisp duvet was not your forte. In fact, waking up wasn’t your forte. Your family coming back from the dead to berate you, blame you. They wanted to kill you back. Your brother showing you what could’ve been, what would’ve been, what should’ve been him. A dashing you man, your mother had said before casting her eyes over you in disgust. You wanted to apologise, but that didn’t deserve it. They should have to beg you for forgiveness. The world should have to beg you for your forgiveness. And it would have if you really wanted it to. You had the power to burn the world to ash.

6. You’d stop being a burden.

Larissa Weems already had a whole school of children to deal with. And, though she didn’t say it, you knew having you in her office for breakfast, lunch, and dinner was bothering her. You didn’t want to admit it, but you grew to like her presence, so instead of staying cooped up in your room, you stayed cooped up in her office. You’d get short, curt answers when asking something and you took that as a hint.

7. Eternal peace.

You’d be free from all your suffering. You’d be dead, you’d be gone. There’s no analogy for this reason. It’s just a fact. You wanted to be gone, that’s all.

But now the reasons to stay.

1. Your Larissa.

She really was your family. The reason you were still alive right now, but it was proving not to be enough. You just hoped that she didn’t blame herself for this. She had saved you and protected you for as long as she could, but now it was down to you. You had to make a decision and it led to you tightening the rope around the trunk of the tree.

2. The people that liked your company.

You had met Enid Sinclair in your fourth year of solitude since you’d come to Nevermore. She walk talkative and it was nice for the both of you. She liked having someone that listened to her ranting and you liked listening to someone talk to you without belittling your feelings. Then you met Wednesday on your 16th birthday, three years later. She was Enid’s roommate and you were scared that Wednesday was going to take her away from you. But that’s not what happened. Soon in days where you waited for Enid in her dormitory, you found yourself enjoying the silence between you. It wasn’t that Enid’s rambling was annoying, but silence was nice every once in a while. Lastly, you met Eugene. He reminded you of your little brother, predominantly the good parts of him. He was a perfect mix of Wednesday and Enid. You loved hearing about his bees and how his mom’s were doing. You adored reading books with him in the library. He helped you get over your fear of yourself.

3. Life.

Sure, you hated life. But there were fun times like when you were five, on your father’s shoulders as he ran through the forest by Nevermore. Or on your fifteen birthday when Enid and Larissa threw you a surprise party in your dorm where’re the three of you danced the night away. Not to mention when you made Eugene laugh. A smile graced your face the whole day after hearing him cackle at a note you gifted to him. Even if it go you kicked out from the library.

It was moments like that that you craved.

But you didn’t get much more because here you were, standing on a stool as you put your head through the noose. Just as you strained to kick the stool away, you heard a scream.

“No!” They said, but it was too late.

Wednesday was too late.

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hermslore · 4 months

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Coffee Shop

You and Enid volunteered to work at the Weathervane. She spots a customer flirting with you and decides to have a little fun.

Warning : Smut [Public sex, Pain Kink, Mommy Kink, Dom!Enid, Bottom!Reader, Fingering]

You and Enid ended up being the only staff at the Weathervane, the others leaving for a lunch break. Surprisingly, not many customers were in today, making it easy for you both to manage

A beautiful young lady walked in, and headed to the counter to place her order.

"Good afternoon, ma'am. What can I get you," you asked, with a polite smile.

"I'd like an expresso, please," she said returning the smile. "Alright, may I know your name?" you asked, writing down her order.

"Yoko, but you can call me yours.", she said with a wink and a smirk on her lips. You just smiled awkwardly at her as you were writing down her name. She proceeded to throw even more pickup lines at you, subtly trying to get your number.

What you didn't notice was Enid glaring at the lady from a distance. She had heard the whole interaction as she walked towards you with clenched fists.

She wanted to punch the lady for even trying to flirt with her woman. Walking over to you, she wrapped her hands around your waist, not giving a fuck about the woman across her who was trying to flirt. She noticed how the woman's smile faltered when she showed up.

Enid smiled triumphantly and pecked her girlfriends cheeks with a soft 'hey baby' as Y/N smiled at her actions and continued to take her order.

"So, would you like anyth-" Y/N cut herself off with a small gasp that left her lips when she felt Enid's hand slip inside her pants and brush against Y/N's clothed pussy. "Are you okay?" Yoko asked when she heard Y/N gasp.

"Y-yeah.. so uhm as I was saying, would like something else?" You let out, trying not to moan as Enid pinched your clothed clit. You quickly wrote down whatever Yoko was saying, as you struggled to pay attention when Enid's fingers slipped inside your panties and began to tease your clit.

You shot Enid a warning glance to which she just shrugged, not stopping her movements. You bit your lip to contain your moans as her fingers made their way inside you. Your brain was barely functioning at that point, focusing more on staying quiet rather than Yoko, who was asking you about food recommendations.

"Yeah, there's a restuar-", you cut yourself off biting your lips harshly as you felt Enid's fingers ram inside of you. Your vision almost went black as she hit all the right spots making it difficult for you not to scream out her name, you closed your eyes for a moment before opening them back again. "Are you okay, you look a little pale but also hot when you bite your li-" Yoko was cut off by "She's fine, don't worry. If you're done giving your order, could you please sit down at a table so that we can make it?" Enid said, almost letting out an animalistic growl at her.

Who the fuck does she think she is?

Yoko left, leaving you and your girlfriend behind the counter, alone. "Mommy.." you moaned, her fingers making you feel delicious. She quickly led you towards the washroom, locking it as soon as you both got in.

"Enid, oh god," you whimpered out, her lips trailing kisses down your neck. Her claws extended, leaving scratches on your stomach as you threw your head back at the pleasurable pain.

A loud moan escaped your mouth as her teeth sunk in, biting you to make a hickey. "Mommy.." you said, sighing pleasurably as her fingers made their way inside you again.

Enid smirked, she loved having you like this with your hair messed up, desperately clinging on to her and being a moaning mess. You loved calling her mommy, and you knew it drove her crazy.

"Fuck, baby," you sighed, eyes rolling to the back of your head as she made you cum. Your vision almost going blank for a second at how good the orgasm felt.

"Just wait until we get back, babygirl," she whispered in your ear, your body pressing into the wall she was pinning you to.

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sunsetrendezvous · 2 months

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Hi love can you please write some enid x fem reader headcanons

Enid Sinclair Relationship Headcanons

Summary: A brief overview of what a relationship with Enid would be like.

Note: I don’t know why my brain stopped working half way through this so I apologise if this seems lacklustre at best. I’ll probably redo this at a later date.

Congratulations, you’re now dating the personification of a human golden retriever.

I think it goes without saying that she’s very affectionate with you, more so than with anyone else.

Is almost always holding your hand, hugging you or pressing a kiss to somewhere on your face.

Whenever you let go of her hand, she’s eager to hold it again as soon as possible.

She absolutely adores cuddling with you at night. Definitely prefers being the small spoon but is happy with being big spoon too.

Enid seems like the type to hold you hostage in bed in the morning, using her werewolf strength to make sure you can’t escape from her cuddles.

Loves having dates at the carnival, going out shopping together, or doing any other type of fun activity.

You can bet that at least once per outing, she’ll be taking out her phone to take a picture of you to remember the moment, or a selfie of you both while you’re out.

Matching jewellery and clothes are a must. She likes having a little reminder of you on her at all times.

Enid is surprisingly well in tune with almost everyone’s emotions, more so if she knows them well. The second she notices something could be upsetting you, she’s there and offering you an empathetic ear and advice.

She gets even more affectionate after an interaction with her mother and seeks out your comfort and support immediately, please be sure to provide.

Overall, an incredibly wholesome with a lot of love and affection.

#wednesday imagine #wednesday x reader #enid sinclair x reader #enid sinclair #enid sinclair x y/n #enid sinclair x you #enid sinclair imagine #wednesday addams x reader

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specialagentlokitty · 1 year

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Enid x reader - love this

can you do an enid x gn! reader where the reader can turn into a cat?? - Anon💜

Laying on the roof of Ophelia hall, you sighed in content as the sun beamed down on you.

Compared to the quad below and the hallways which were bustling with students and teachers moving from rooms or just standing around talking.

“How do you even get up there?”

You turned your head, lazily looking at the bubbly werewolf who was leaning against her balcony.

You rolled over, laying on your stomach, hand hanging from the roof as you offered her a lazy smile and a small wave.

“Perks of being a shifter, particularly one who turns into a cat.”

“Well, can you come down?”

You hummed, sitting on the edge of the roof as you shrugged and dropped down, landing easily on your feet.

Enid quickly rushed over and wrapped you up in a hug, one which you happily returned, burying your face into her shoulder.

Enid beamed, holding you a little tighter.

When she pulled away, she took your hand and dragged you into her room, sitting you on her bed as she ruffled through her bag.

“Here!”

She showed you some hair dye and you titled your head a little bit in confusion.

“You’re dying your hair?”

“No it’s for you silly! So we can match!” She beamed.

You quickly stood up and shuffled nervously.

“Enid I’m not dying my hair.” You warned.

“Come on, it’ll be fun!” She grinned.

You shook your head and Enid laughed and tired to grab your hands but you quickly dodged her.

Enid laughed loudly and begun to chase you.

You jumped on her bed, and she jumped up, just barely missing you as you jumped off, a black smoke surrounding you as you turned into a small cat.

“Not fair!”

You ran straight for the open window and scrambled up to the roof, knowing she couldn’t get to you and she pouted.

You sat there looking down at her, tail swishing a little bit as you proudly looked down.

“Cheater…” she pouted.

You simply just purred and laid down, resting your head on your paws while Enid pouted and walked off.

You slept for a few hours, you heard Wednesday come into the room, and you woke up to the sound of her typewriter.

Jumping from the roof, you walked back through the open window and let out a yawn and a stretch.

“(Y/N), I told you not to come in here like that, you get fur all over everything.”

You simply huffed and walked over to the brightly coloured side of the room, leaping on the bed as you circled around and laid down.

You quickly returned to sleep, and when Enid came back an hour later she smiled as your from curled up on her bed.

Walking over, she laid down and ruffled your fur a little.

Black smoke surrounded you again, and you rolled over, tired eyes peering into hers as you yawned.

“About time…”

Pulling her closer you buried your face into her next and took a deep breath.

“Nap time…”

“You’ve been sleeping all day!” She laughed softly.

“Shhhh…”

Enid laughed, holding you gently as she nuzzled her head against yours.

She loved moments like this, just holding you in her arms while you napped in her arms.

You could sleep anywhere, but you always made sure it was in her arms so she was nearby you when you woke up and you knew where she was

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eufezco · 1 year

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

tyler g. version // wednesday a. version

BLOOD WARNING!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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sweaterweatherever · 1 year

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i NEED some Enid fluff. Just being cute girlfriends

Three’s a crowd (Enid Sinclair x Reader)

Pairing: Enid Sinclair x Fem Reader

Requested: Yes, so long ago, sorry. Up next, Tyler, then Ajax.

Warnings: None. Just pure fluff.

A/N: So short, but took me so long to write. Life gets in the way, and my first time writing Enid, too. I keep thinking, is she too OOC? I wrote and rewrote, like, ten times this.

“Did you see?!” Enid ran towards you, costume still on. Her black cat's ears bobbed up and down with the motion, the headband almost flying off. “Did you see?”

You laughed, wrapping her in a hug.

“You did amazing.” Enid’s arms came to wrap around your waist, and you let her, not caring she was going to get you wet too. She looked gorgeous, whole face glowing with happiness. Her eyes shined more than normal, cheeks flushed with the exertion of the race. You knew how much this meant to her, how hard she had worked with her team to make this all possible. The weeks spent working on the boat, the costume and designing a strategy that was just right. It was all worth it now. “You deserved this win more than everyone.”

“Thank you!” Enid laughed. Her entire body was shaking, probably from the adrenaline high. Her laugh sounded a bit hysterical. You ran a hand over her hair, trying to soothe her.

“Want to go celebrate?” You asked her, taking the headband from her and placing it in your head. “I got us a reservation at The Amber Bistro.”

“You did?” Enid blinked, almost as if confused. “But… That’s the only restaurant in Jericho, the wait list is…”

“Yeah, I know. I was sure you would win, so when you told me you would be the captain for Ophelia’s hall, I made the reservation.” And yes, it had been exactly like that. You hadn’t doubted Enid, not even for a second. The Golden Bugs were good, but not better than your girl. When she put her mind to something, you could bet she was going to pull through. Your girl. What a thrill those words gave you. Only thinking them could get you to smile in a silly way. You weren’t used to it yet, but you loved being able to say them.

“But… What if I had lost? Bianca…”

“Babe, there was no way you were going to lose. Bianca’s good, sure. But you are better. You worked your ass off for this, and with Wednesday as your second? Bianca was going to get her ass handed to her, and we all knew it.”

“But…”

“Anything you put your mind to, you achieve.” You gave her a peck. It was true. Making you her girlfriend? Enid had had you on your knees and thinking it was all your idea in a week. Befriending Wednesday? She had that girl begging to put on a friendship bracelet before she even thought about it. Winning the race? It was a given. “But, if you had lost, I would have asked if you wanted to go on a nice date and took you anyway or canceled and stayed in with you.”

“But I didn’t lose.” Enid smiled again, bright and sweet. “We won.”

“You did.” You kissed her again, unable to resist. “Go, go get ready. I’ll pick you up at six. We are sneaking out.”

At six, you met Enid near the gates of Nevermore. The journey on foot was long, but both of you were used to it. It wasn’t the first time you and her broke the rules and snuck out. You were wearing a nice winter dress, with sensible shoes. A light coat was draped over your shoulders, not really keeping you warm, more for the aesthetics. Going out with Enid always prompted you to dress up because she always noticed your efforts. You loved when she smiled like that, all proud.

“Oh, I love your coat! You have to let me borrow it someday.” Enid pecked you on the lips, and eagerly took your hand.

“I know!” You matched her energy. “Come on, it’s a long walk.” Joining your hand with hers, you started dragging her towards the path.

“I… I wanted to thank you.” Enid said, after a while. “I… I think I sounded ungrateful before, when I asked what you would have done if I lost. But… Nobody had believed in me the way you do before.”

“Not even yourself?” You asked, knowingly. The relationship with her parents, that was a tough one. Her mother was disappointed in her inability to get a full shift and had dragged her along to every specialist in the area. The pressure on her was immense because even if Enid tried not to care about it, she still felt like she was going to be stuck in a partial shift for the rest of her life, with all the devastating consequences that brought on. No pack, no mate. You can exactly run with wolves in human legs. And Enid, Enid, was no Wednesday. Enid thrived on social settings, she loved people. Being tossed aside by her family had to hurt.

“Not even myself.” She agreed, squeezing your hand in hers.

“I’ll always believe in you, Enid.” You turned to smile at her, hoping she could see how much you loved her in your eyes. You two hadn’t said it yet, but you were convinced that was how you felt about her. “No matter what.” And then, turning your tone more cheery. “Come on, we are gonna be late.”

You pulled Enid into the restaurant, smiling at the awe she had for the place. Truth was, you had been saving up for months to be able to afford a nice dinner here, with it being the only place in town except for the Weathervane, the prices were outrageous. That was the deal with monopolies, you guessed. They could charge whatever and people would still come because there wasn’t any other choice.

“Are you sure?” Enid asked, eyeing the prices on the menu. A tight, pinched expression was appearing in her face. The one that said: I am not worthy. “I can cover my half of the bill, or we could go somewhere else…”

“Yes, Enid. And don’t try ordering a salad and a water.” You threatened. “If you do, I’m going to get up and harass the server to charge your order, and you don’t want to see that.”

“What about…” She scanned the menu, eyes lighting up. “Artichoke soup?” And to no one’s surprise, that was the second-cheapest item on the menu.

“Enid, I know you don’t like soup.” You complained, and did your own review of the menu. “What about steak and fries? I’m getting the pasta a la carbonara, and maybe we could share a dessert?”

“Are you…?” She started to protest, again, and you wanted to throttle her. Didn’t she see you wanted to spoil her?

“Enid!”

“Fine, fine. Tiramisu sounds good.” She agreed.

The food was good, so much it even justified the prices. You felt sorry about badmouthing the place, really. Enid was great company, bright and delighted by the new tastes and textures of the dishes you both tried. You loved the way the mood lighting enhanced her features, reflecting on the shiny shirt she was wearing and surrounding you both in a kaleidoscope of color. You would give anything to live forever in this instant, Enid animated and confident, surrounded by her favorite colors.

“I was thinking… We could watch a movie in my dorm? Wednesday must be out.” Enid said, taking the last few bites of the tiramisu. It seemed like she felt the same, not wanting the date to end. At this moment, your problems seemed far away, in this bubble of yours, nothing could touch you. Not the gruesome murders happening around town, not Wednesday's moods, not Enid's parent's disapproval. It was just the two of you, in the expensive restaurant, surrounded by the rainbows Enid reflected, with the taste of coffee and dessert on your lips. Warm. Safe. Untouchable.

“I would love that!” You answer, maybe too eager. Enid grabs your hand over the table, squeezing gently.

“Want to cuddle you so bad.” Enid says, smiling.”I'm totally putting the Poe Cup next to you in my bed. My two favorite things.”

“Don't you dare!” You laugh. But when Wednesday gets back from her nightly investigation activities, she finds you both curled on the bed, Poe cup between the two. If she covers you both with a blanket, not even Thing dares to say anything.

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biggestsimponhere · 1 year

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At this point i’m actually begging you, IM BEGGING YOU, please tag your fics correctly, let me reiterate if it’s an for example “Xavier x reader fic” don’t tag it “Tyler x reader” or “wednesday x reader” people don’t want to see the wrong fics while trying to find the fic they were looking for, i KNOW you want that reach because i do too. there are plenty of other tags that you could use for reach such as the actors name or for example “Wednesday characters x reader” or “stranger things characters x reader” but i’ve seen WAY too many people tag their fics wrong and i thought the last post would stop it but ig it didn’t reach far enough.

again i hope this didn’t come off bitchy i just want correctly tagged fics 😭

AGAIN THIS GOES FOR ALL THE FANDOMS!!!!

THANK YOU FOR FEEDING US FICS, WE DONT KNOW WHAT WE’D DO WITHOUT YOU, LOVE YOU, PLEASE KEEP FEEDING US (correctly tagged) FICS

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lesbianpepsi · 10 months

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Congrats on 500 followers🎉 can you write some fluff for Enid there's never any fics on here for her

thank you so much!!:D and ofc, this entire world needs so much more enid fics istg

don't you see? i love you

pairing: enid sinclair x fem!reader

summary: you've loved enid for the longest time; when will you tell her?

words: 1.410k

warnings: not proofread (will proofread and edit when i get the chance)

authors note: i love enid so much it's unreal

"So you wear black and white 'cause they aren't colours, and you're allergic to colours, right?" You asked mindlessly as you laid on Wednesday's bed, looking over at her sitting at her desk typing away on her typewriter.

Wednesday didn't spare you a glance as she carried on writing at a speed that impressed you. "Indeed."

"Wait, black isn't a colour?" You heard Enid say as she glanced at you and the goth through the mirror she was looking at, putting on a thin layer of makeup as she was getting ready for your and hers date night.

You furrowed your eyebrows together as you stifled a laugh. "They're shades, baby, not colours."

Enid dropped her makeup brush as she fully turned to look at you, a look of shock on her face. You couldn't help but let out a small laugh. She looked so adorable.

"They're not colours?" Enid asked you again, you laughed lightly as you shook your head. "They're not. You've got three primary colours; red, yellow and blue. Then you've got your secondary colours which are orange, green and violet. Black and white aren't on the list since they're shades of the colours."

Enid didn't say anything as she slowly turned around to carry on with her makeup, you laughed as you shook your head in amusement.

Enid was truly a remarkable being, that was for certain. You got to experience how truly amazing she was when you and her started dating a few months before.

You were absolutely head over heels madly in love with the bubbly blonde, but there was one issue. Neither one of you had told each other the big 'I love you' before.

Fear wrapped around your neck every time you were about to utter those three special words, making you dryly swallow it and say something else.

You hated that you couldn't say it when the moment felt right, always backing out at the last second.

"Alright, I am ready to go!" Enid announced as she stood up with a nervous smile, heading towards you with a bounce in her walk. "How do I look?" She asked, giving you a quick twirl as she giggled.

Enid was wearing a lilac wavy skirt accompanied with a white shirt that matched her white converses, to some it was basic and not much to fawn over, to you Enid could wear a trash bag and look marvellous.

You gazed at the blonde in awe as a goofy grin rolled onto your face, you leaned up as you swiftly got off the bed, walking towards her.

"I think you look like the most gorgeous girl at Nevermore, scratch that, the most gorgeous girl in the world." You divulged, wrapping an arm around the girl's waist.

Enid giggled softly as a soft blush tainted her cheeks, grinning from ear to ear. "You think so?" She asked.

You nodded your head as you looked down at her. "I don't think so, I know so. You look stunning, baby." You whispered at the end as you gave her an affectionate kiss on the cheek.

A gag was heard from behind you, you chuckled as Enid glared at the goth over your shoulder.

"You two are absolutely diabolical." Wednesday complained in her deadpan tone of voice, the clicks of her typewriter still loudly filling up the room.

"Diabolically sweet." Enid teased as she wrapped her surprisingly muscular arms around you, you smiled at her as you turned to look at Wednesday.

"Don't worry Addams, we'll leave you to your solitude now." You reassured as you began walking towards the door, Enid arms still wrapped around you as you did. Your heart swells at the adorable sight.

"And hopefully never return." The grumpy goth grumbled, her eyes maintained on her typewriter the entire time.

"Bye-bye Willa!" Enid said with a wave before she manoeuvred her way out of your grip to open the door, her slender fingers wrapping around your wrist as she dragged you out of the dorm room.

You laughed at Enid's eagerness as she pulled you towards the bus stop, never letting go of you once.

"Excited much?" Enid slowed down as she turned her head to look back at you, nodding her head happily. "Why wouldn't I be? I'm going on a coffee date with my girlfriend."

Girlfriend

That term coming from Enid's lips never failed to make butterflies appear in your stomach.

Enid didn't let go of you when you arrived at the bus stop, she didn't let go of you as you took your seat on the bus.

Not once, not even for a second.

On the bus ride to Jericho you and Enid stayed silent, the both of you having one earphone in as yours and Enid's playlist filled your ear.

After a few mindless songs passed a certain song caught your attention.

'Love Me Tender' by Stereo Jane began playing, you couldn't help but glance towards Enid as the song played.

Enid's face was resting in her hand as she looked outside the window, (you gave her the seat by the window since it was her favourite), her features completely relaxed as she did.

She looked so at peace.

As the song reached its chorus Enid turned to look at you, she had a nervous smile as she barked out a small laugh. "What?" She questioned.

'All my dreams fulfilled, for my darling, I love you and always will'

You smiled as you shook your head. "Nothin', you just look really pretty E."

Enid blushes prettily as she scrunches up her nose, giggling at your words. "You're too sweet, Y/n. You look pretty beautiful yourself."

You reached to hold Enid's manicured hand as Enid dropped her head to lean on your shoulder, shuffling closer to you as she did so.

Giving her a gentle squeeze you smiled to yourself.

A myriad of other songs played before you and Enid arrived at your stop; you had to wake up the girl since she somehow fell asleep briefly on the bus ride.

As you and Enid walked off it was as if all her earlier excitement returned in an instant and she practically began skipping towards the Weathervane, her interlocked fingers with yours holding a tight grip.

Entering the cafe it was surprisingly quiet for a Friday evening, something you didn't mind as Enid and you headed towards your and her signature booth. The one hiding in the corner right next to the large window.

You slipped into one side of the booth and Enid entered the other. You already knew what you and Enid were going to order, but knowing the blonde she wouldn't want to go order straight away.

“I still don't understand how you don't like cinnamon buns.” You groaned as you leaned back into the leather seat, the corners of your lips twitching into a smile. “The only cinnamon I like is Cinnamon Girl.”

Enid smiles cheekily as leaned onto her hands, gazing at you. “The fact you love Lana Del Rey and I love Taylor Swift makes me believe we were meant to be.”

You snorted a laugh, the corners of your eyes crinkled as you smiled brightly at her. “That was so corny of you.”

The blonde rolled her eyes playfully. “Oh shut up, you like me.”

You nodded your head weakly. “Yeah I do love you.”

“What?”

Your smile faded as realisation of what you just said hit you, shaking your head and straightening your posture. “I said I do like you.”

Enid smiled softly as she shook her head slowly. “No you didn't.”

“No I didn’t.” You muttered embarrassed, your cheeks burning with a scarlet red hue. “I'm so sorry, Enid, I know we've only been dating for a few months now and-"

“I love you too.” She interrupted with her wide smile, her eyes wide with a gleam of joy in them.

Your heart skipped a beat or two at her words, your jaw dropping. “You love me?” You asked, almost amazed at the thought.

Enid scoffed as she nodded her head. “I've been in love with you forever you big dummy.”

You couldn't even process her small insult as you smiled. “I love you, Enid Sinclair.” You said in the most confident tone that even surprised yourself.

The blonde was giggling with her own blush on her cheeks, her eyes staring lovingly into yours.

“I love you too, Y/n L/n.”

#enid sinclair x reader #enid sinclair x fem reader #enid sinclair x y/n #enid sinclair x you #emma myers x reader #wednesday s1 #fan fiction #fluff #my fanfic writing

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teaaagan · 5 months

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Sauce

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

Enid: laundry detergent?

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

Enid: OH you mean laundry sauce

Wednesday, utterly disgusted: what the fuck

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wednesdayincorrectquotespt · 1 year

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Y/n, whispering: you know I love you, right?

Wednesday: why are we whispering?

Y/n: so Bianca thinks we're conspiring against her

Wednesday: oooh

Bianca: what are they talking about?

Enid, having heard everything: murder

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herlondonboy · 1 year

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Dear Reader

Pairings: Wednesday Addams x platonic!reader / Enid Sinclair x platonic!reader / Larissa Weems x platonic!reader / Eugene Otinger x platonic!reader

Summary: To whom it may concern, I’m sorry.

Warnings: suicide, suicide notes, grief, guilt, self hate, kinda graphic? sad, spelling mistakes. part 2 of 7:3 (read here), but can be read as a solo fic. (Tagging: @natashamaximoff69 @lxtins @hizzygizzy @justarandomweeblol @donnabenevientosbitch @capryuk @dksjskx @maryannecrimsworth @nitchxhdc @x666hours @allisonsblog

Word Count: 1.3k

“No!” Wednesday exclaimed as she ran up the hill at an unnatural speed.

She had gotten the vision too late. She saw whilst she was beekeeping with Eugene and Enid, you were supposed to be coming down, but they had gotten started because you were usually late. Enid had caught her when she suddenly collapsed and shook. She saw you emotionlessly tying a noose by your tree. Then you were placing four envelopes underneath a rock that read “E W E y/i”

“Wednesday?” Enid asked in concern when the shorter girl gasped awake.

“y/n.” Wednesday said softly before jumping up. She took off the beekeeping uniform and rushed out. “y/n’s in danger. Get Weems.” She called out behind her.

She watched from afar as you stood onto the stool and wrapped the rope around your neck. Wednesday called out for you, but she was too far away. Her legs ached as she tripped over her feet. She groaned and pushed herself back up. Enid and Eugene had just got to Larissa and she immediately shot up into action.

You strained to kick the stool away and Wednesday watched in horror as you struggled until there was no fight left in you.

It looked like you were sleeping, she hoped that you were sleeping, she hoped that you were sleeping.

Wednesday made it to the tree and, with shaky, sweaty, she untied the rope from the trunk. She let you down slowly and once you were lying on the ground, she rushed over to you. She took the rope from around your neck and placed your head onto her lap and checked your pulse. Her heart was beating so fast it hurt. You looked so peaceful.

She was alone like that, cradling your head in her lap for what felt like hours. Guilt ridden by your death. She should’ve been there for you. All three of them should’ve been there for you. Why didn’t you tell them that you were hurting? Why?

“Wednesday?” Weems asked, approaching slowly.

“I couldn’t… I couldn’t stop them. I’m- I’m sorry.” Weems kneeled next to Wednesday over your body. She sobbed for you, her child.

Enid, who was walking in front of Eugene saw the rope on the branch and the shake of the principal’s shoulders and stopped. She turned to Eugene with a fake smile. “Uh, I think that they have it sorted. y/n will be alright, I’m sure. Let’s go… keep the bees.” Enid said, spinning Eugene around and he smiled at her.

Some alone time with his crush would surely do him some good, right?

-

Dear Enid,

You were the first person that could ever tolerate me. You gave me the gift of friendship and because of you, I found another reason to live. I’m not saying that you’re not enough, or that you weren’t enough, because you are. I’m so incredibly sorry. I hope you don’t cry over me, I don’t deserve your tears. If you saw my body at the tree, I’m sorry. It was selfish of me to take my life in our spot, but it was the one place where I felt comfortable.

I could’ve taken pills, I could’ve drowned myself in a bathtub, I couldn’t cut myself and watched myself bleed, but I chose to ruin our spot. I’m sorry if you won’t ever come here again. I’m sorry I’m the reason you can’t sleep at night. I’m sorry that your worries meant nothing in the end.

My favourite thing about spending time with you was when you’d talk about that boy, Ajax. I loved hearing the things he did, waving or smiling at you. The date, how he stoned himself by accident. I’m sure Wednesday won’t mind if you started biting her ear off two times more than usual. Between you and me, I think she might have a little crush on you.

There were so many words I wanted to say to you, but I just couldn’t.It's so tough to talk when you desire to madder yourself. That's overhead and farther to everything else, and it's not a mental complaint-it's a physical thing, like it's physically difficult to begin your mouth and make the words approach out. They don' t approach out composed and in conjunction with your brain the way ordinary individuals's words do; they approach out in chunks, as though from a crushed-ice dispenser; you stumble on them as they accumulate behind your lower lip. So you just stay quiet, you know?

My sincerest apologies,

y/n <3

P.S. you can have my rainbow sweater, I know how much you like it.

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Dear Wednesday,

I assume that you had some psychic vision and saw me tying the noose and all and I apologise for that. Don’t beat yourself up for not getting to me in time, Wednesday.

We didn’t talk much, but I feel as though I know everything about you. I know how you would do anything to protect the people you love, like dropping piranhas into a swimming pool full of guys. I also now how you’d make Thing travel to my bedroom on a night to drop off riddle that always ended the same way. “You’d tell me if you weren’t okay, right?” I should’ve told you. Maybe if I did you would’ve stopped me and talked me out of it. I apologise for lying to you, day in and day out. I just didn’t want you or anyone else to worry. I don’t want you to you blame yourself if you didn’t get to me in time, wat ily this is in no way your fault.

I’d say don’t cry, but knowing you, you won’t, anyway. :,).

I don’t really know what else to say to you other than, thank you for being you. Thank you for being a friend. Gracias por enseñarme a amar.

Kindest regards,

Your y/n

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Dear Eugene,

Hi, buddy! I’m sorry that I’m missing your birthday this year, that’s very insensitive of me. I told you that we would go to Jericho for the whole day and miss all of our lessons doing just nothing. I’m sure Enid and Wednesday wouldn’t mind doing that with you if you asked.

You were like my brother, in fact, no. You were my brother. Your opinion means the most for me. I know you’ll cry, but I will always be with you. And between you and me, I think Enid has a little crush on you too, you know? I’m telling you, Eugene, make a move.

And, hey! A little joke for you: did you hear about that old Italian chef?

Lots of love,

y/n <3

P.S. He pasta-way! Too soon?

-

Dear Larissa Weems,

Last night I sat in your office and watch and you work. You looked so peaceful when I didn’t speak. I’m sorry if I bother you. Thank you for taking me in and giving me a home and family even when I felt as though I didn’t deserve it. It’s proving that I don’t though, isn’t it. You were an amazing mother, I’m sorry that I couldn’t be an amazing child.

I loved how on Saturdays we’d drive down to the Weathervane and you’d listen to me being me for hours alone. I’m sorry that I kept on hurting you, I never meant to. I know apologies won’t take back my actions and somehow I’ve said more in these notes than I have since that night.

Tonight the thoughts were about how to end things, with a heavy emphasis on the how. The process of suicide isn't exactly easy. It takes preparation, scheduling, and a certain level-headedness to kill yourself. A person has to be ready for it. They have to make the necessary plans, take the necessary steps. And, most importantly, he has to not only feel like dying, but also like killing. And the two feelings couldn't be more different.

I love you times more than all the stars in the world combined,

Your dearest, y/n.

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hermslore · 4 months

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Begin Again | Enid Sinclair x Reader

You just got out of a toxic relationship with Xavier and with Enid having her heart broken by Ajax too, she decides to ask you out on a date. [Reader is a vampire]

Inspo : Begin Again by Taylor Swift

You took a deep breath and entered the quad, this was the first time you were stepping out of your room after what happened with Xavier. You really liked him, but of course, he cheated on you with Wednesday.

It hurt you when he did that but you had to move on. You weren't looking forward to classes but you had to deal with it. Everyone was having breakfast and you had the first period free, giving you about an hour of free time. You were pretty popular in the school and your relationship was loved by many, so everyone knew about what had happened. Waving to many people, you made your way to the vampires.

Engaging yourself in conversations was really helping with your mood until people started gossiping about your relationship. "Y/n? Are you alright, we heard about you and Xavier," one of them quipped. "Is it true he kissed Wednesday?" another added. "He was an asshole anyway, I'm glad you got rid of him," "Wednesday didn't really seem to be his type-" "I thought he was more into Bianca," They continued with their comments which made you sick, "Stop! Enough, can you guys stop bothering her?" you heard a voice from behind you, shutting them all up.

You turned around to see Enid and smiled. You weren't very close to her but you both would always sit together in most classes and you had started to develop a liking towards her. She was friendly, smart, energetic and cared about people. You were glad to have her as a friend, although, sometimes you wondered if you both could have ended up in a relationship if Xavier hadn't happened. You were always interested in her but then Xavier came along and you had forgotten about your crush on her. "Y/n? Hey, you there?" She said, waving her hand around your face, bringing you back to reality. You shook you head and said, "Yeah, yeah." She giggled, taking your hand leading you away from the vampires to a place where you both could talk.

"So, how has it been? You know, life, I heard about what happened with Xavier, are you alright? You haven't stepped out of your room in weeks," she said, concern lacing her tone as she fiddled with her fingers. "I'm fine, Enid, don't worry, I just kinda miss him, you know? He was a good guy, well except for the cheating part," you said, shrugging as she gave you a small smile. "Well, that makes the two of us," she replied, making you raise your eyebrows. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I broke up with Ajax last week," she said as your mouth formed an 'O' shape. "So, um, I was thinking.. do you want to go to the Weathervane later today? I mean since we're both single, I- I mean uh-" you cut off her blabbering by a giggle. "You're so cute, Enid, if you want to ask me out on a date, just say so, the answer's yes, by the way." You said, walking away leaving her blushing. -- You looked into the mirror and took a deep breath. Xavier never liked it when I wore high heels but you were sure Enid wouldn't mind. You were really looking forward to the date as you made your way into the weathervane. You walked in, expecting her to be late but she was early, standing there waiting for you. She took one look at you, her jaw dropping. "Wow, Y/n, you look so good," she said, biting her lip. She signaled for you to sit down, sitting across you. Both of you indulged in conversations about various topics. She ordered drinks for you both and honestly, she got your order right in the first go. She told you so many stories but she couldn't tell why you were coming off a little shy. What surprised you the most was when she threw her head back laughing like a little kid, it was strange that she thought you were funny because he never did. You had a great time with her but it was getting pretty late so you both walked down the block back to Nevermore. You almost brought him up but she started talking about the Christmas movies she watched with her siblings which made you smile.

You had been spending the last few weeks thinking that all that love does is break and burn and end but she changed your perspective on that. You both reached your dorm as you turned around to look at her, smiling. "I had a great time, Enid, thank you for that, you're amazing," you said, making her cheeks go red.

"We should do this more, you know, friends hanging out?" she said, her eyes looking down at your lips for a second before coming back up as she bit her lip, fiddling with her fingers. You giggled, making her confused. "Oh, Enid, I like you too," You said, putting your palm on her cheek and pulling her in. She smiled into the kiss, putting her arms behind your neck as your lips moved in sync.

You thought you would be scarred for a while after Xavier and his asshole behavior, But, on a Wednesday, in a cafe, you watched it begin again.

#fanfic #enid sinclair #wednesday #xavier thorpe #enid sinclair x reader #enid sinclair imagine #netflix wednesday #xavier thorpe x reader #enid sinclair x y/n #taylor swift #red tv

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simpsforwomen · 11 months

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

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

❦ 𝗚𝗶𝗳𝘁

✧ warnings: smut, cunnilingus, and fingering

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

✧ summary: (request)

✧ word count: 1009

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

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

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

But wait—you do remember something.

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

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

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

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

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

"A little... ugh—help here—please!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes..."

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

"Tell me how much..."

"V-very much..."

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

"Mmm~"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Mmm~ m-more!" She pleaded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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specialagentlokitty · 1 year

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Enid x reader - not getting hurt that easy

I love your fics and I come out with an idea for one. Could it be a Enid SincalirxReader fic in which she has a nightmare and accidentally hurts the reader and then she feels so bad about it so the reader has to comfort her? - Anon💜

You weren’t sleeping, so when your dorm door creaked open you rolled over and watched as it closed again.

Enid must’ve thought you were sleeping, because she quietly took her shoes off and hung her hoodie up at the door and slowly crept over.

“What’re you doing here?” You asked softly.

She jumped a little and pat around trying to find you bed.

When she did she flopped on to it and crawled up to lay in front of you.

“How’d you know it was me?” She asked.

“Enid, love, you’re the only one who creeps into my room most nights, and you seem to forget vampires have better sight, smell and hearing.”

“Right… I forgot…” she laughed softly.

You set your phone aside and wrapped your arms around the werewolf, holding her to your chest as you placed a kiss to the top of her head.

“Couldn’t sleep?” You asked gently.

She nodded her head and yawned slightly, tugging at the bottom of your hoodie.

“There’s one on the floor.”

“But I want this one…” she pouted.

Laughing, you sat up and took it off, letting her put it on and you grabbed the hoodie in the floor and pulled it over your head.

Laying back down again you got Enid comfortable and talked to her until she finally fell asleep.

You decided to sleep as well, you didn’t need to but you enjoyed sleeping when Enid was with you, it made you feel a little more normal.

What woke you up was the sharp pain coming from your chest.

Eyes snapping open, a red hue in them, you quickly grabbed whatever it was that was hurting you and pulled it away.

Enid was thrashing about, mumbling something you couldn’t understand, her heart was pounding and sweat rolled down her face.

Rolling her over, you sat on her legs and pinned her arms over her head with one hand as you gently placed the other on the side of her face.

“Wake up sweetheart…”

You gently shook her, and after a bit of gentle encouragement she woke up.

Her terrified eyes met yours, and tears started to pool in her eyes.

“Oh come here.”

Turning the lamp on, you sat behind her and pulled her into your chest, wrapping your arms around her waist.

You held back the wince as you felt pressure on the wound on your chest, and focused on calling Enid and comforting her.

“I’m sorry…” she sniffled.

“No, it’s okay, don’t be sorry love.”

Kissing her head, you gently removed her and tucked her into the bed.

“I’ll be right back.”

You walked over to the bathroom and closed the door behind you, locking it your turned the light in and stripped the hoodie, frowning at the ripped fabric before tossing it aside.

Enid waited penitently for you, she looked around the room to make sure it really was safe, and that’s when she saw it.

The blood where you had been sat.

Quickly she checked herself over for any injuries but she couldn’t find any.

She heard you hiss from the bathroom and she stood up, slowly walking over she knocked on the door.

“What’s up love?” You called.

“Can I come in…?” She asked softly.

“Gimme a second.”

Enid refused and used her claws to unlock the bathroom door and push it open.

There she found you stood with a damn cloth in your hand, wiping away the blood from your skin.

She saw the three gashes on your skin, and her hands flew to her mouth as she let out a chocked sob and stumbled backwards.

You dropped the cloth and rushed over, catching her in your arms but she scrambled to get away and you let her.

“Enid it’s okay.”

“I… I did that…?”

You smiled softly and crouched down, resting your arms on your knees.

“Enid look at me.”

She shook her head and buried her face into her knees.

“Look at me love.”

Slowly she raised her head to look up at you.

“Look at them, they’re already healed.”

“But… but I hurt you…”

“Enid, it’s going to take much more than that to hurt me seriously. It was just a scratch.”

You stood up and swept her into your arms.

She rested her head on your shoulder and sniffled, wiping her tears with the back of her hands.

You walked over to the bed, sitting down you held her in your arms and peppered her face in kisses.

She laughed softly, leaning into your touch and pulled you to lay down with her.

Enid looked into your eyes, still slightly red from the startle of being hurt, but she wasn’t scared, she liked your eyes like that.

Tucking her head under your chin, she curled into your arms and you hummed lightly under your breath to lull her back to sleep

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