r/wenclair

ones I like a lot are:

Enid to Wednesday-

-Willa

-Pretty spider

-Ravenous raven

-Adorable gargoyle

-Regal little vampire bat

-Sharp little thing

-My perfect disaster

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Wednesday to Enid-

-Mi amore

-My radiant nuisance

-Good dog (in private)

-The ridiculous love of my life

-My devoted beast

-Luminous catastrophe

-My darling (rare)

-My charming liability

I made a post about this fic a while ago, but I'm finally finishing it, and chapter 5 is basically everything I wanted to explore with this idea.

This chapter includes:

• People assuming Wednesday dresses the way she does just to get attention

• The whole "why doesn't she just wear the school uniform?" thing.

• Wednesday proving, once again, that people have absolutely no idea what they're talking about.

•A little sick!Wednesday & hurt/comfort.

• Enid absolutely LOSING IT over a pretty major revelation from a very sleepy Wednesday.

• Enid actually being there for her (something we were robbed of in 2x06)

• Enid going completely feral for her girl.

And that's just this chapter.

The fic as a whole is basically me taking all those misconceptions people have about Wednesday and slowly tearing them apart.

1. People assuming the Addamses are murderers.

2. People thinking their habits are just weird and disturbing.

3. People making assumptions about how they feel about sexuality.

4. People assuming Wednesday doesn't have feelings.

And Enid slowly realizing that the girl everyone thinks they understand is actually nothing like the version they've made up in their heads.

Anyway! I'm very close to finishing this one, so if that sounds like your thing... maybe give it a shot.

I may or may not be a little too excited about the next chapter lol.

Chapter 1 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/86975581/chapters/230280576

Chapter 5 (the one I'm talking about) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/86975581/chapters/241848236

So I‘m super curious at this point how many people are still genuinely holding out hope, because I‘ll be honest: If they were going to do it on screen, there‘s absolutely no reason they wouldn’t have at this point.
I‘m not trying to blackpill or destroy people‘s hope, but I am genuinely curious what everyone thinks.

Also, frankly, my view is that if Wenclair doesn’t happen, then Netflix has been jerking people around and it’s self-care to acknowledge that—and it deserves accountability imo.

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There's a Wenclair fic that I read on Feb 07 2025 but I only have a copypasted quote from it and I can't find the actual fic. Does anybody know what fic this is from?

"When Wednesday lets in Thornhill, she wasn’t expecting to get a knife in the back.

In hindsight, she should’ve known something was strange about her — maybe the way Thornhill looked at her when she thought she wasn’t looking, the shift in her face when the wide, innocent eyed look on her dorm mother fell and there was sticky, dark, hateful rage burning from her pupils.

That prospect had interested Wednesday, certainly, but the notion of a shape shifting monster on the loose that was hunting her and her colleagues down one by one was much more outdoing. She didn’t have time to pry Thornhill apart to see why she came to hate her job of a Nevermore teacher — pretty basic and boring, Wednesday had thought, even she would be enraged the longer she had to deal with moronic teenagers every day.

She never thought it would be more sinister than the usual teacher-growing-to-hate-her-job-because-of-hormonal-heathens-twenty-four-seven. She never even considered the notion, until she’s now laid out on the floor, blood seeping too quickly from her body to be immediately recoverable, cheek pressed against the floorboards as she watches her teacher ransack her shared dorm room.

“You won’t get away with this,” Wednesday says idly, gritting her teeth as she moves her head enough to watch Thornhill draw another one of her desk drawers to the floor, scattering papers — it mildly annoys her since now everything that had been neatly organized is destroyed.

Thornhill laughs, a mocking sound. “I believe I already have,” she says, kicking the drawer across the floor, making it screech. “You know,” she continues calmly, “I wasn’t expecting you to be here, Wednesday. You were supposed to be out with Tyler right now.”

“I canceled the date,” Wednesday answers. “I had other priorities at hand.” Thornhill scoffs at her while Wednesday narrows her eyes at her. “The question is how did you know about Tyler’s absurd little date plan?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be smart?” Thornhill taunts, turning around and walking slowly towards her. “I sent Tyler to keep you away, but apparently he’s incapable of even doing that.”

“Tyler is your little henchman?” Wednesday drawls. She coughs a little, spittle and blood dribbling down her chin, yet she remains unfazed. “I would applaud you but you had the indecency to stab me.”

Thornhill snatches her by the jaw, squeezing enough that her nails dig roughly into her skin, making Wednesday glare at her, murderous. “You have a lot of bark for someone currently bleeding out on the floor,” she says and she tightens her hold. Blood runs down Wednesday’s cheek, smearing her pale skin. “You Addams have always been such a pain to my family, even back years ago.”

“So, you are Laurel Gates?” Wednesday confirms. “And Tyler is the monster running around. You’re the one controlling him, aren’t you?”

“You Outcasts are a disease,” Thornhill spits out, eyes wild and enraged. “You are the things wrong with this world and I will purge it clean of you.” She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, calming herself down. “I guess I do have to thank you though, Wednesday. You’ve made my job much easier.”

“What are you talking about?” Wednesday snaps and then gasps as Thornhill lets go of her jaw, letting her head thunk against the ground.

She takes out a jar and presses her knee into Wednesday’s sternum, making her choke on a groan as agony flares up across her body, blood gushing from the knife wound. Thornhill takes out a rag and soaks up her blood before squeezing it into the jar.

“When the blood moon rises tomorrow night, I’ll resurrect Crackstone to rid all Outcasts from the world,” Thornhill murmurs, watching as the blood runs into the jar before twisting the top back on, sealing it. She fixes her eyes back on Wednesday, who’s soaked in sweat and shaking slightly on the ground, covered in her own blood. “And it’ll be all because of you, Wednesday. You, Wednesday Addams, because of your blood that my ancestor will walk this earth again.”

Wednesday glares at her, eyes half lidded. “You just told me your entire plan. You’re…not going to get away with this,” she repeats herself, voice slurred.

“Oh, but, darling,” Thornhill— no, Laurel, coos viciously, “you won’t be alive to tell anybody.”

Laurel reels her foot back before her red boot crashes straight into Wednesday’s temple."

I’ve made a couple of these, and now I’m after slowburns lol, the slower the better!!

Enid Sinclair fan fiction, on wattpad

I’m tired of me being sad after a fic, I wanna be happy lol, any suggestions?

I reallyy loved this fic where Wednesday and Enid argue about something and then when Wednesday thinks Enid is sleeping, she confesses her love.But Enid turns on the lights and Wednesday panics and realises the balcony is closer than the door and she runs to jump out, she gets hurt in her foot and Enid holds her and doesn’t let go