Ever since the night of horror, Enid and Wednesday have grown closer. They've grown closer in a way Wednesday has never experienced before. Will the dull monotone raven admit these feelings towards the bright joyful werewolf? Pre-warning there may be some TW so I will put them at the beginning of the chapter :)

Enid pulled back, breathless, her chest heaving. "Wait-please, don't-don't do this just because you feel sorry for me." Wednesday's eyes were dark, her lips reddened from the kiss. She regarded Enid for a long moment, then let out a sound that was half a scoff, half a laugh. "You truly are delusional," she murmured. "Be quiet, Enid. I want to kiss you again." After their first, unexpected hug at the end of Nevermore's chaos, Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair find themselves facing a challenge far more perplexing than monsters or murder mysteries: each other. What begins as an awkward gesture slowly unravels into something neither of them anticipated-an exploration of emotions Wednesday has always dismissed, and a bond that refuses to be ignored. WARNING!!! violence, smut

Wenclair story (Wednesday Addams x Enid Sinclair) Comment any suggestions you have for the story. All my AU probably none of this will happen ever but I wrote this for fun. Ajax has a villain era (lmao). ⚠️Rape⚠️ #2 andtheywereroomates 19/3/2025

A wenclair fanfiction that takes place right after the end of season 1. Mostly written from Wednesday's POV. Now that Wednesday has a phone, Enid and her won't stop texting. After a tumultuous first week of summer break, Wednesday spends two weeks in San Francisco with Enid. They were planning on spending the rest of the break at Wednesday's. But Enid also had plans with Ajax ... Both girls know that they are more than friends but only Enid is willing to acknowledge it. *kind of a slow burn* Story is mine, most of the setting/characters aren't. ⚠︎︎This is the FIRST DRAFT of this story. An edited version is being published on my page. Please read the other one instead of this one. ⚠︎︎ Started in December 2022, finished in November 2024.

In the halls of Nevermore and the shadows of their lives, nothing is as it seems. Wednesday and Enid navigate friendship, jealousy, and unspoken feelings; But a lurking presence threatens everything. Someone is watching, someone is waiting, and someone wants more than just secrets...they want blood. This is a WenClair fanfic that will be a little similar to season 2 but not in entirety! Since the writers killed the chances of WenClair, I'm taking it into my own hands, can't kill whats CLEARLY there! Please feel free to comment with feedback or ideas you may have! Im open to hear any and everything! :D Story Ranking History: #124 in Wednesday - 9/6/2025 #110 in EnidSinclair - 9/14/2025 #5 in AddamsFamily- 3/10/2026 #8 in EnidxWednesday - 9/14/2025 #15 in WednesdayxEnid - 10/17/2025 #28 Wenclair -3/2/2026

BOTH SEASONS MENTIONED Nevermore Academy has always been a place of secrets, but none as quiet-or as dangerous-as the ones that bloom in the silence between two roommates. One thrives in sunlight, the other seeks comfort in shadows. They are opposites in every possible way, and yet, in late-night conversations, fleeting touches, and words that linger longer than they should, something begins to grow. It's a slow unraveling-an exploration of walls built too high, of signals half-understood, of the fragile thread between devotion and denial. What starts as coincidence becomes a pattern. What begins as comfort turns into tension. And what should have been ordinary friendship refuses to stay in the dark. This is a story about the quiet moments that change everything, and the dangerous beauty of falling for someone you were never supposed to.

At first, the campus pranks seem harmless. A splash of paint here. A glitter bomb there. But then the jokes twist into something darker - cryptic messages smeared in blood, mutilated statues, and "accidents" that leave students in the infirmary. The line between mischief and menace begins to blur, and Nevermore starts to feel less like a school and more like a hunting ground. Someone is hiding behind the laughter, and she intends to find them. What she doesn't intend is the way Enid insists on following her into the shadows - tearing down her walls with every smile, every secret, every unwanted burst of warmth. Because sometimes the scariest thing isn't the blood in the hallways... it's the love you cannot escape.