#wenclair fluff

[nabikyu]

Gentle bite

[emethyst18]

today’s offering 🖤🤍

[chiri-thingz]

Don't worry she's totally paying attention

[magy-ish]

Happy (late) Valentine’s Day!

Shy Wednesday trying her best to romance an outgoing and already-very-touchy Enid

[jojojoy1]

Wednesday: *bursts into room, starts panicking*

Enid: What happened?

Wednesday: No one died.

Enid: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT

[weissaddams]

Sent you a link. :)

Whatever She's Comfortable With

If We Make It Through December

Of Rationality and Reason

Please Leave Your Headphones In So I Can Confess My Love to You

Five Times Enid Doesn't Understand what Wednesday is Saying and One Time She Does

Hopeless Woemantics

Vexing Cyphers

Keep It In My Chest

You Drew Stars Around My Scars

 And I Couldn't Say I Could (But I Would If You Wanted Me To)

Premonition's Embrace

An Extremely, Definitely, Completely, 100% Intentional Confession

Inconvenient at Most

Wait, You’re Not Dating?

Just Don’t Wake Her

Silence

You've Got the Magic Touch

Being Unequally Yoked

The Tell-Tale Heart

That Damned Bag

Sunshine and Cynicism

You're A Gazelle, I'm A Wounded Fawn

Kiss and Tell

Crescents on your fingertips (cradled in your palms)

Sleep Schedules

The Difference

Who Loves The Sun?

Rewind

Reset

THANK YOU @jjlover01

[usiel21]

World of Tanks: Wenclair Edition. I.E Enid fat shames a Tank.

Enid: Hi Wends! (Waving at her with a controller in her hands) Wednesday: What are you doing? Enid: I'm playing World of Tanks, Yoko got me into it, i'm not really good but it's fun! I know this week has been stressful do you wanna sit and chill with me? (Giving Wednesday puppy dog eyes.)

Wednesday: Hmm i will admit this week has been stressful, but in an hour it will be my writing time. I will stay until then. Enid: Yay!

(Spongebob French accent announcer dude) Two hours later...

Wednesday: (Gripping the back of Enid's chair tightly, braids askew with stress) Enid you know you cannot penetrate an 0-I with a KV-1's 85mm, are you insane? Retreat damn it.

Enid: I know i'm sorry! But this tank is so damn big and slow!

Wednesday: (With narrowed eyes) Oh so you're fat shaming the tank now? Enid: Well it is!

Wednesday: (Leaning in and pointing) Flank him, flank him! The O-I's armour is weaker on the side! Enid: I know but his tank is too frigging big! Wednesday: So you're fat shaming HIS tank now?

Enid: (Growling) I'll do more than fat shame it!

Wednesday: (Growing hot) (Muttering) Oh mi amore... (Enid's bright purple and blue camo KV-1 blows up after another shot failed to penetrate it's armour.)

Wednesday: Wednesday: Give me that infernal control device. Enid: (Growling possessively) Get your own Addams!

Wednesday:

Wednesday: (Narrowed eyes) I'll show you Sinclair...

(Spongebob French accent announcer dude) One week later...

(Yoko and Divina's dorm)

Yoko: Uh you're not gonna be break my Xbox are you?

Wednesday: Of course not, I learned everything about programming this past week.

Yoko: Oh okay, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool.

Wednesday: (Muttering) I'm gonna show that stupid blonde pink and blue wolf... (Slaps plug into the wall with more force that needed)

Yoko: Wait what do i even get out of this?

Wednesday: A hacked version of the game with every tank. Now both of you be quiet I need to concentrate. I have hacked this console so that when i am logged into the game on this new account i will be dragged into every lobby that Enid enters.

(A loading screen appears showing the map, objective and finally loads in showing Wednesday's tank. A jet black O-I)

Wednesday: Oh and wherever she is on the map.

(Enid's bright blue and purple KV-1 pop's into view as she comes into range)

Wednesday: (Smirking) Ah there you are Sinclair...

(Enid fires a shot from her tank, the shot bounces off harmlessly.)

Wednesday: Oh my sweet Enid, you never learn.

(Enid starts to retreat as Wednesday advances)

Yoko: (Look at Divina with shock) (Mouthing incredulously) My sweet Enid...? (Divina merely shrugs but her smile is beaming)

Wednesday: (Smirk growing wider) And so the wolf has become the prey.

(Wednesday proceeds to fire a shell roughly every thirty seconds at Enid's KV-1 with absolute glee vs every four seconds from Enid's KV-1, every shot bouncing off. Until Enid's tank is nothing but a smouldering wreck and out of the match.) Yoko: (Whispering conspiratorially to Divina although Wednesday can hear it too) Do you think Enid knows?

OH FUCK YOU WEDNESDAY ADDAMS!!!

Divina: (Snorting) Oh she knows.

(Wednesday's username? HowdySinclair)

(The door bangs open, it swings all the way round before banging into the wall. Standing in the doorway is one Enid Sinclair, her hair is ruffled and hanging down in her face, her chest is heaving with anger.

Enid: (Growling) I'm going to kill you! (Pointing a clawed hand at her)

Wednesday: (Smugly and Smirking) Funny, my tank seems to be perfectly intact and undamaged.

(Enid lets out a ferocious roar and charges the Addams heir, tackling her onto the bed, there was a moment of shocked silence, eyes moving rapidly between both girls before Wednesday closes the gap between them with a blurring speed and pressing need, capturing the angry werewolf's lips with her own. The werewolf is growling as she deepens the kiss, sliding effortlessly into Wednesday's lap, arms wrapping around her possessively and biting down on Wednesday's lip)

Yoko:

Divina:

Yoko: I can't even with these two anymore.

Divina: It's sweet.

Yoko: It's disgusting and it's on my bed!

Wednesday: (Breaking away, even more smugly) Still want to kill me? Enid: (With a snarl and growl) Shut up!

Wednesday: (Smirking) Make me Sinclair.

(Enid is the one this time to aggressively kiss the seer. Effectively shutting her up.)

Enid's Purple and Blue KV-1

[rando360ina03]

Just another day~!

ENID: wens! Have you seen the plush Ajax bought me?

WEDNESDAY: no I haven seen that thing

ENID: this sucks! Ajax got me that

WEDNESDAY: oh how tragic-

EARLIER THAT DAY:

WEDNESDAY: thing bring me the lighter

*thing proceeds to bring a lighter

[eufezco]

Best Friend!Vampire!Reader and Tyler love to gossip, and they're the biggest Wenclair fans

You always come to the Weathervane and sit on the same table. Your eyes are wide open and your eyebrows are arched looking at Tyler. He looks at you in the same way, needing only that look on your face to know that you have some good gossip to tell him.

You wait for him until his break, with your legs bouncing under the table because you can't wait longer to tell him. Tyler is serving the table next to you and his eyes involuntarily move to you.

—Bianca and Xavier —. You mumble and Tyler gasps an oh my god. He quickly glances at the clock on the wall to see how long it was before his break.

He prepares yours and his favorite drink and he is ready for you to tell him everything you knew. He's so into what you tell him, always wanting to know more.

—I think it's his fault. He's always in a bad mood. She must have grown tired of him.

—No way. Bianca seems to be so self-centered. It's very clear that he has broken up with her because everything is always about her.

—No. You don't understand. Like, he's super weird. It's definitely not because of her.

Tyler always brings to the table the latest news about everyone that visits the Weathervane. Being a part-time barista had to have something good. But nothing compares to what goes on in Nevermore.

—Ajax dumped Enid last night.

—No —. Your friend couldn't believe what he was hearing. You nodded and took a sip of your cup of hot chocolate.

—She came to Ophelia Hall crying and said she didn't want to hear from him anymore.

—Poor Enid.

—I know, right?

You both took a sip of your drinks at the same time.

Two days after that, you entered the Weathervane and he was on the other side of the bar, getting ready someone's coffee. You leaped on the bar, almost jumping to the other side of it, your hands holding your weight and your sudden move almost ruining Tyler's heart on the milk. You frowned after noticing. For whom he was drawing hearts on the coffee besides for you?

—They were kissing.

Tyler stopped what he was doing to look at you.

—Who?

You raised your eyebrows. —Ajax and Enid.

—She said she was over him! —He said loud enough for everyone in the cafe to go silent for a few seconds.

—I know! Wednesday and I went into our dorm and they were there! Almost eating each other!

Tyler was shocked. —Wednesday saw them?

You pressed your lips together and nodded.

—And what did she say?

—She said nothing, she just turned around and left.

—Oh, that's bad.

You agreed with him. This was your favorite thing to talk about. He was best friends with Wednesday. You were best friends with Enid, and you shared a dorm with both of them. You always had something new to tell each other, even if it was that they exchanged a longer gaze than usual, or that they slept together that night.

You lived for both of them.

—Wednesday needs to confess.

—She will rather die.

—I know, but she needs to do it. She can't lose Enid like that.

After that, Tyler tried to talk with her friend about it in the most subtle way he could. But maybe telling her that when you have feelings for someone the best thing you can do is to tell them before it's too late wasn't a good idea because Wednesday answered him with a:

—Then what are you waiting for, Tyler. Xavier is getting really close to your little vampire friend now that he's single.

And Wednesday left Tyler there, with his knees almost giving up at what she said to him.

The next day instead of sitting in front of you at the table, Tyler sat next to you. It was intoxicating how close he was to you, his warm arm against your cold one. He was showing you photo on his phone.

—Oh my god.

—I know —. He answered you.

Wednesday took that photo herself in the full length mirror of your room. Enid was kissing Wednesday's cheek. Wednesday was being kissed. That could only mean one thing. There was a text message under the photo. Your turn, loverboy. Tyler quickly scrolled and hid the message, but it was too late. You wished Wednesday was talking about you but you couldn't help but think about that coffee with a heart that he was making the other day.

—Did Wednesday tell you anything about it before she sent you that photo?

—Of course not! I would've told you! Did Enid tell you anything? Did you know about this?

—No! How would I know?

There was a pause.

—So, it's like official? Are they are dating? —Tyler asked.

—Apparently.

—No, not apparently —. Enid talked behind you too.

You and Tyler turned around immediately after. The two girls were holding hands. Enid more radiant than ever, on her tiptoes and doing little jumps of joy. Wednesday by her side, her fingers intertwined with Enid's. Still looking unbothered and apathetic but with a little sparkle in her dark eyes. She was looking at both of you dead in the eyes when she talked.

—You should stop sticking your noses into other people's lives and confess once and for all that you have feelings for each other.

[kats-fic-recs]

Pomegranate

“What?” Enid asked, her brow furrowed. She ate her own handful of pomegranate seeds, humming delightedly.

Wednesday usually preferred the sounds of pain and fear – like that special little noise Pugsley would make when she had him strapped to the stretching rack – but this was nice too.

Maybe even better.

A trail of juice ran down Enid’s chin. It looked like blood. She was glorious.

“Did you seriously just call Addams over here with a shout and a wave just so she could get a treat from you like some kind of dog? And she went along with it?”

OR

In which Enid is Pavlov and Wednesday is one of her well-trained dogs.

[nabikyu]

"Oops"

Sorry, aparently I can't draw a wet werewolf. This is was molding in my gallery btw

I tried to fix some things before posting it, not sure if it really worked

Oh, please, can we have Wednesday using eyeliner? 🥹

[starzday]

As the dust settled and the ring clattered against the ground, Bianca’s shoulders visibly relaxed and she exhaled slowly.

But Wednesday couldn’t find respite in the defeat of Joseph Crackstone just yet. He was far from their biggest problem, he was just a momentary distraction from the real danger that had been unleashed upon Jericho and Nevermore. And the one left dealing with that danger…

“Enid,” Wednesday breathed and, without another word in Bianca’s direction — honestly, she’d forgotten the siren was there in the flash of panic that stung her veins so harshly it almost blinded her — she burst into a run, whirling through the courtyard and towards the back entrance of the school as though she hadn’t been bleeding out in a crypt less than an hour ago.

Bianca followed her without question. She had to make sure her friends were safe.

Wednesday followed the sounds of the evacuated students’ concerned voices into the woods, coming to a halt at the open wrought iron gate as her dark gaze flickered desperately from face to terrified face in the cluster of students, searching for the only person who truly mattered right now. The dim orange glow of the lamps on either side of the crowd weren’t helping as she searched for even a flash of pink or the moonlight reflecting on locks of silky blonde hair she had grown so used to seeing at her side.

Never in her life had she considered herself religious, or stupid enough to pledge her life to following the rules of beings in the sky or below the ground, but now she threw out silent prayers to whoever might be listening and waiting to claim her eternal soul, begging for Enid to have survived the clash of claws and teeth with Tyler.

Begging for them to do something about it if she hadn’t.

Wednesday knew for sure now that she indeed had a heart, however rotten it might be, as it hammered against her rib cage so hard it was becoming difficult to breathe. As the waves of students parted like the red sea, it stuttered and threatened to stop altogether as anticipation zapped through it.

Only to jump start again when her eye caught sight of a blush coat, however muted the colour may have been amongst the dirt and leaves stuck to it.

Wednesday took a hesitant step forward, no matter how desperate she was to lunge ahead and make sure it was really her, but she didn’t have to. Enid was already running to her, with the other students following close behind her.

As she drew in a deep breath of relief, the cool night air filled her starved lungs and brought life back to them. Her tense body relaxed, and she almost managed a smile as she met Enid’s azure eyes. Enid tossed herself at her, wrapping her arms tight around her waist and squeezing, and Wednesday was almost knocked back with the force of it, but she couldn’t find it in herself to shove the girl away.

In fact, when Enid stepped back on her own after a mere moment, Wednesday ached to feel her arms tight around her again. She was gone far too soon. When they were so close, she could feel Enid’s heart thumping, the warmth of her body seeping through her clothes, and the rapid rise and fall of her chest as she breathed — all things which confirmed Sinclair was truly alive and not some figment of Wednesday’s desperate imagination.

As she regarded Enid and took in the mess of her hair, the leaves still stuck to her even after most had blown off in the wind, and the blood covering her beautiful face — she realised it was her fault. If Enid hadn’t been protecting her, she wouldn’t be covered in blood, and Wednesday couldn’t figure out if it was Tyler’s or her own, but the usually morbid part of her was gone and she didn’t want to know. It was a strange feeling.

So many questions brewed in Wednesday’s mind — How could Enid be stupid enough to risk her life for her? Was she hurt? What happened to Tyler? How could she be stupid enough to risk her life for her? — But she couldn’t ask any of them. Not now.

All she could do now was drag her close again and shove her face into her neck, letting her eyes flutter shut as she basked in the ray of sunshine that was Enid Sinclair. She didn’t care if the whole school was watching. She didn’t care if Enid wouldn’t ever let her hear the end of it. And she definitely didn’t care if anyone found out that her ice cold heart was slowly being melted bit by bit in Enid’s presence.

All she cared about was Enid’s safety.

And she made a silent vow to keep her safe, for as long as Enid would allow.

[chiri-thingz]

Wenclair kisses!!

[lokidoctorpugs-wenclair-brainrot]

Hello Ao3 people of Tumblr I'm admittedly new to Ao3 started reading Ao3 for Wenclair, so I was wondering if y'all had any fics you would recommend because I have a bad habit of finding the fics that I don't like (their not bad, they just don't get me hooked at the beginning.) When I go through Ao3 but when I see one through Tumblr all of a sudden I'm reading something made by what I can only assume to be a god, a very gay one, but still a god none the less.

Preferably 1 chapter although if it's really good I can make an exception (apply to all preferablys pls)

It has to be Wenclair and preferably fluff

Also I'm really into the whole Wednesday Addams is autistic Head cannon and despite my best efforts I have yet to find a story on Ao3 that really leans into that, which is a damn shame.

Also anything w/ Esther Sinclair (Enid's mom) slander is amazing

Also (preferably) ! B U F F E N I D !

also I think the idea that Enid gets alpha status / super popular after her fight w/ the Hyde is a cool concept but admittedly this is something I haven't even bothered trying to see fics of (preferably)

I guess that's all of the stuff that's unique to what I can't seem to find Lol (obviously you can apply the basic bitch Wenclair tropes to this, like the gomesification of Wednesday Addams and stuff Lol.)

[jojojoy1]

Enid: *wakes up in the morning*

Wednesday: *standing really close to her* hi.

Enid: The world better not be ending.

Wednesday: Xavier is bald and apparently, Ajax has a bad boy complex. Help.

[weissaddams]

are you ready for it?

Chapter 1 - paper rings

Why Wednesday said yes to the forsaken reunion was beyond her.

Not really.

Enid asked her, practically begged her to come, with the promise of rare Lycan books from the Sinclair family library if she did.

After the initial shock of learning that werewolves did, in fact, have libraries, Wednesday quickly said yes to the reunion.

She still thinks it was pointless because Enid met up with their friends every month. Wednesday rarely joined, sure, but she didn’t require periodic in-person updates about their lives when Enid was literally a wall away. The blonde was more than happy to give her unprompted updates regarding their little group’s lives every now and then.

They were both accepted at Columbia. It was truly fortunate that it was a 6-hour drive from San Francisco. No pesky werewolves dropping in unannounced.

No arms even had to be twisted because despite their rather questionable extra-curricular activities in Jericho, Wednesday and Enid had pristine academic records. Enid was even toe-to-toe with Bianca for a handful of their classes before Wednesday came along.

Bianca and Eugene got into Harvard. Yoko and Divina were in Yale. Ajax and Kent went to NYU. They were all relatively close to each other.

Since the two applied to the same university, Wednesday and Enid thought it would be stupid if not impractical not to keep living together. They’d already gotten used to each other’s quirks and schedules. Why change anything?

Since Columbia was where Fester had gone for Uni, the Addams already owned a little Victorian house 10 minutes away from campus. They moved in two weeks before classes started.

Enid’s mother wasn’t too keen about looking like her daughter was mooching off the Addams wealth, so she’d allowed Enid to stay with Wednesday on the condition that their utility bills would be footed by the Sinclair pack. It was a small price to pay, if it was a price at all in order to stay together.

The Sinclair pack hadn’t even bothered to drive Enid to the Addams manor for the last half of summer or help her move into campus. No, they just sent her a new credit card and all the things in her room. Enid was pretty sure said room would be a pile of boxes if she ever decided to visit her so-called home.

The moment Wednesday’s mother found out, the older seer took her girls shopping in a district Enid didn’t even know existed. She'd spent so many summers with Wednesday family and she still wasn't used to how generous they were. Who buys their daughter's best friend a brand new wardrobe? 

Morticia didn't think Esther Sinclair could disappoint her any further. How could any parent not want to spoil and cherish someone as bright and colorful as Enid? She would adopt Enid if it didn’t somehow complicate things for Wednesday.

Gomez, never really one to be bested, obtained a matte black, hybrid Range Rover for them. Obtained being the operative word, Gomez would not settle for any vehicle that wasn’t bullet proof. Not in this country. He also had to take into account that Wednesday would likely prefer to drive a manual instead of an automatic. Enid was about the opposite.

Though, both girls usually walked to class. It was only 15 minutes away by foot, after all. They named the Rover Edgar Allan but Enid started calling him Eddie as a nickname.

A few days after they moved in, Enid had ordered them Thai food for dinner since they were busy putting away the last boxes of their things. She’d opened her wallet to get cash to tip the delivery person when she spotted a glint of black that she was sure wasn’t there the last time she used her wallet.

Enid rarely used her wallet because Wednesday insisted on paying every time they ate at restaurants or went to cafes. She usually kept cash in it for tips because the raven usually only brought the card ever since she learned how convenient it was. So, she is very much surprised to find a shiny black credit card in one of the slots with her name on it.

She quickly puts down their dinner and walks to the living room where Wednesday and Thing are trying to pry open one of her ridiculously taped boxes from San Francisco.

“Wednesday? Why do I have a black credit card that looks just like yours in my wallet?”

Wednesday curses whoever taped Enid’s parcel with such passion. It even broke the scissors Thing brought her.

“We won’t have the same schedule like Nevermore, so father and I thought it best to get you yours.”

“Mine?”

“Yes, yours. We’ll still use mine but if you’re ever without me, you can use yours.”

Hers? Could she even afford to to have one of these black cards? She wasn’t that clueless when it came to the Addams wealth. She was pretty sure Wednesday’s card didn’t even have a credit limit. Now, she apparently had her own card with no limit? Her brain was going bonkers.

“No need to worry about what you use it on. It’s connected to the family account but Lurch is the one who makes sure to diligently pay the dues every month. Mother and Father won’t be privy to whatever you wish to spend on.”

The conversation they had after that was considerably complex. Enid never did think she’d have to explain to Wednesday how there was no need for her own black card. Generous as it was.

Her pack was more than capable of giving her an allowance. They’d already been doing it for her brothers and they were even paying for their boarding. Enid was living with Wednesday for nearly no cost at all!

Though Wednesday was confused at first, they’d come to a compromise in the end. Enid would use the card whenever they went out together and for emergencies. Like if she suddenly needed cash to bail Wednesday out of jail or buy tickets to the upcoming Seventeen concert.

Emergencies. Yes.

Their house was like a miniature version of the manor. Two adjacent bedrooms. One bathroom on each floor. Balcony connecting to an office space. Open floor plan for the kitchen and living room. Library/music room next to the pantry. Veranda overlooking a small garden. It was quaint and more than enough for both of them and Thing whenever Fester wasn't making use of his services.

It was an adjustment to sleep in separate rooms at first, but they’d gotten the hang of it after a couple of weeks. It didn’t help that for the first few nights they’d fall asleep huddled together in front of the fireplace while Wednesday read and Enid facetimed with their friends.

Nothing was official between them, but nothing was unofficial, either.

Thing would sometimes say they were like an old, married couple but Enid would only tell him off for calling them old and Wednesday would ignore him.

Everything was dreadfully peaceful until six months later when Enid decided they should have a reunion at their little house. It could be the housewarming party they never got to have!

Wednesday sighed. It was going to be a long weekend.

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are you ready for it? master post

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The chapter titles might be a stretch so if you think of Taylor Swift song that fits this chapter more, please tell me!

Not sure how many chapters this one will be. It’s just really fun to build a world around them so this chapter ended up really long. They work in just about any AU or with any headcanon. This is mostly inspired by TS songs like Wenclair Fic Idea No. 1. which I promise to somehow write into this.

Lol let me know what you think!