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After a bit of roughhousing with her pack, Enid finds herself horny and stuck in a closet. So, she calls Wednesday to help with her 'little' problem.
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"So, this necklace just… tells you when I need a blowjob?"
"Among other things."
Enid/Wednesday, FWB, smut with a little bit of plot.
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12 Sep 2025
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Enid changed in more ways than one after the Blood Moon, and Wednesday feels obliged to help her with any requests because of it. No matter how unusual they may be.
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"Suck my dick, Wednesday."
Enid/Wednesday, FWB, smut with a little bit of plot.
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12 Sep 2025
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Out of all the things Enid expected in her college experience, rooming with a five foot two, pigtailed probably-serial-killer who was named after a day of the week didn’t make the list. But Enid Sinclair was nothing if not an optimist.
And Wednesday Addams was nothing if not…
Whatever the opposite of Enid was.
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A.K.A. The college AU where nobody is a werewolf or a psychic but they still work like some weird enemies-to-friends-to-lovers anomaly.
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14 Aug 2025
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buried in your backyard by luvrruk (atomicstandard)
Fandoms: 23.5 องศาที่โลกเอียง | 23.5 (TV 2024)
27 Oct 2025
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Every day that passes, Ongsa grows more and more accostumed to the raw feeling in her throat and the sad looks that her sister and her cousin give her. It's almost like they're begging her to get the procedure, to... forget. But forgetting is simply not an option, not for Ongsa, not if it means losing Sun.
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Ongsa loves a girl so much it's actually killing her.
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10 Aug 2025
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Namtan hides it well—too well.
Loud laughs. Easy flirting. Playful touches and lingering stares she pretends are nothing.
But behind the charm, behind the brightness, is a hush—tight and aching. A hush where longing lives, tucked behind every big smile she tosses too casually, every glance that lingers just a second too long.She’s breaking—slowly, silently, with a love so deep it devours her from the inside.
one that’s taken root in her lungs and begun to bloom in silence.
Hanahaki disease is cruel that way—born from unspoken yearning, it grows with every touch she doesn’t linger on, every word she doesn’t dare to say.She’s dying, one petal at a time.
And no one—not even the one she loves—knows it’s for her.Bookmarked by zythum24
05 Jun 2025