I Think This Is My 10th Wenclair Post

I think this is my 10th wenclair post 🥳

Shoutout to @i-choose-you-cyndaquil for the inspo ☺️

Wednesday: I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. A girl asked me what the Spanish word for tortilla was once and now I dream of kissing her under the moonlight.

Enid: Wait, oranges and tangerines are not the same thing?

Wednesday: [starts kissing Enid's arm from knuckle to shoulder] Enid, you're such a woefully idiot.

what if enid knows another language apart from Greek and English?

maybe yoko taught her Italian or a little Japanese during their friendship, so she's got a pretty good grasp on it (we're going to pretend enid's got an affinity for languages)

and wednesday doesn't know this. she's only ever heard the wolf use english and thought she was mimicking sounds more than anything when she would sing along to foreign-language songs.

imagine her complete and utter shock when enid finally replies to one of her confessions, maybe one that was made out of jealousy; she would be so embarrassed and maybe simp a little too much like her father

Enids first time at the Addams family manor

Morticias showing her around while wednesday complains about wanting to do it herself, which just prompts a knowing smirk from morticia.

But when she sweeps her arm in a wide arcing motion to gesture at the ballroom, Enid flinches. Hard. Her arms have been brought up to her chest and her face is ducked down and she seems so fragile.

Morticia is confused, but Wednesday isn’t. She’s seen how the Sinclair’s treat Enid in public, and this just confirms what happens behind closed doors and she’s pissed

Bonus:

Enid: Wednesday you can’t kill my parents!

Wednesday: too late

Enid: what do you mean too late! You haven’t even moved!

Wednesday “the only good thing about the internet is the black market” Addams, holding her phone: too late

i don't know why, but i love it when my favorite characters suffer

which is why i want to read a fic where tyler's claws did manage to fuck up enid's eye, and it's not just some side of the face clawing but across the whole front of her face

obviously, this really plummets her self-esteem to an all-time low, and now she feels like a bumbling idiot trying to navigate her life while only half-sighted

and my god, the pity

she loathes it

no she doesn't need help trying to find her classes and no, she doesn't need you to hold her arm while going out. she's not fucking useless now that her vision is severely impaired

enid is withdrawing and getting progressively angrier. like a bottle under pressure and ready to blow their top.

maybe the furs are being dicks and making comments on how a puppy should've fought someone their own size instead of a hyde. because obviously, they would've faired much better considering they've been shifting for much longer and really it's pathetic how badly you got beaten on your first shift sinclair

it's overwhelming and agonizing, and enid's is constantly half-shifted because of how agitated she gets. claw unsheathed, fangs bared, and her eye emitting a half-feral glow — dousing others in its blue intensity. fuck she can't even stand to look at herself in the mirror when all she sees is a monster staring straight back at her

her friends are trying to help her through this, but she's stubborn. it's pity, it must be. their effort to show enid she is loved and cared for only feels smothering because she's not used to unconditional love. after her disfigurement, she's always asking why and trying to find an ulterior motive to their actions.

no more girls night with yoko and divina, her relationship with ajax is now over. she drops all her extra circulars with bianca, fuck she's somehow able to even avoid being in the same room with wednesday as much as possible unless strictly necessary

the girl is spiraling and no one knows how to get through to her

it's when wednesday comes back to the dorm, one particularly bad day that she decides to be more aggressively progressive about her attempts to help the wolf.

and as the young addams closed the bathroom door, she found it hard to keep her mind off the shattered mirror she discovered, blood covered and struck with such fierceness that it crumbled the brick behind it. no, she thought to herself grimly, this can not continue