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aftermath

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Honestly crazy to think I started this account 12 years ago

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the weird autistic dyke rep of all time to me

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exes 🖤

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lab coat lena lab coat lena !!!

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hello 🐙

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I didn’t realise this until adulthood but handmade birthday piñatas are the apex of parental devotion. I spent the week cooking for my ravenous teenage cousins and felt a bit crestfallen at times that I was spending so long making something that was going to disappear within minutes—but with piñatas it’s so much worse, they exist to be savagely maimed. Year after year my father asked his kids what shape they wanted this year’s piñatas to be and he spent weeks painstakingly making them in the basement after work, only to watch a bunch of oversugared bat-wielding kids gleefully destroy them in less than 10 minutes. 

I mentioned this to him and he said he remembered researching tarantula anatomy for the giant spider piñata I asked for when I was 4, trying to make the fangs the right shape and to cut the crepe paper into very thin ribbons so the thing would look appropriately fuzzy, and I was like “and I don’t even remember it because I was four!! spending so long building a beautiful object only so your kids will have fun destroying it, knowing they won’t even remember it, is such a selfless endeavour” and he said “my other motivation was that you said you wanted the spider to look real & scary so the kids at your birthday party would be terrified of it and you’d get to scoop up all the candy and I wanted to support your slyness & ambition”

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Walking through Wednesday’s neighborhood holding hands

Enid: I’m hungry. I want a nice rare steak

Wednesday: There is a great steakhouse downtown. My family goes there all the time.

Enid: Will they cook my steak extra rare?

Wednesday: They will cook it until it’s a well done hockey puck if you ask them to cook it that way.

Enid: Ack! Who eats their steak well done until it’s a hockey puck? If you say ‘I do’ may you be blessed and go to heaven

Wednesday smirked.

Wednesday: My Uncle Fester does. I prefer medium rare.

Enid: I don’t like your uncle

Wednesday: But he’s my favorite

Enid: Then he has terrible taste in food

Wednesday: he eats bees

Enid: I take that back. I like him.

Wednesday: And the old crusty bits off of ketchup bottles.

Enid: ew. Is no one in you family just, um Normal?

Wednesday: I haven’t even told you about the odd ones

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So it turns out they were both asleep while this scene was shot. I'm not feeling okay🫠

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Enid: "Wednesday? Are you ok? You're just staring at me. It's freaking me out"

Wednesday: *comes back to reality* "I have never truly gotten a detailed look at your face before"

Enid: *weirded out* "Thanks...?"

Wednesday: *softly brushes her hand against Enid's cheek* "It's so soft and delicate..."

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*Sophomore Year*

Enid: This is my Friend-

Wednesday: Roommate*

Enid:…Roommate Wednesday

*Senior Year*

Enid: This is my Roommate-

Wednesday: Roommate!? We’ve been dating for over a year.

Enid:…Girlfriend Wednesday

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[Behind The Scenes] Show Me Love The Series - EP.6 (x)

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Yoko: Sooo Wends, my dude.

Wednesday: Don’t call me that.

Yoko: Right, only Enid gets to call you that. Speaking of which, are you for the girls?

Divina: *Side-eyes Yoko*

Wednesday: What? No, that’s preposterous.

Enid, getting up: Oh.

Enid: *Walks away*

Divina: I thought you liked her?

Yoko: What the hell, dude?

Wednesday: I do, and I don’t understand why she’s upset.

Divina: That’s because she likes you, too.

Yoko: And you just said you’d never date a girl in the worst way possible. It was borderline homophobic.

Wednesday: No, I said I’d only date her.

Divina: What?

Yoko: Huh?

Wednesday: You said ‘for the girls.’ Plural. I’m for a girl, singular. Enid.

Yoko: Addams, you are incredibly stupid. Now, please, before you kill me for that insult, go get your girl.

Wednesday, walking away: Fine, but sleep with one eye open tonight.

Yoko: I’m literally a vampire. I don’t even sleep. Bro has zero rizz, AND she can’t even properly insult me.

Divina: She can kill you hands tied and eyes closed.

Yoko: I know. Will you protect me, tonight?

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@/panly.v on ig 09.04.2023