#Wednesday Netflix

[gretchen-rng]

Silly wenclair/yokovina comic, happy lesbian week from a lesbian drawing lesbians. This was going to be a full drawing, but I don’t feel very well :C

[sapient-golem]

Complimenting her so she gets out of trouble, it worked

[mx-loar-tev]

Just watched the first three episodes of Wednesday on Netflix.

I know three things:

1. Wednesday is my dear murderous child and Jenna Ortega is amazing

2. I'm watching for the aesthetics, not the plot

3. I'm shipping Wenclair already and can't seems to remember the bland white guys names or faces.

[gwenz-g1rl]

larissa weems’ death is just one of those character deaths that you physically cannot get over. its been 2 years and i still don’t believe that she isnt coming back. 🙁

[cloudman070]

Enid Sinclair has knows that being around Wednesday Addams is more than likely gonna get her killed at some point but she’s fine with it as long as she keeps Wednesday alive

(Thank you for coming to my TedTalk)

[tabrisofmars]

Yoko sits down beside Wednesday on a park bench.

Yoko: Hey, whats up with you? There has not been one clap back or snark all morning.

Wednesday, eyes on Enid and Divina tossing a Frisbee: If you must pry into my personal affairs, Enid asked a question that ... lingers on my mind.

Yoko: OH MY GOD.. did she like.. propose?

Wednesday: No. She asked me 'If we lived on the Moon, would I wolf out at a full Earth or always be wolfed out cause the Moon was under my feetsies?'

In the distance a very human Enid growls as Divina tries to tug the Frisbee out of her mouth.

Yoko's jaw hangs open as she stares into the sky: ... whut?

Wednesday: I have no answer and it becomes like a scar to my pride.

Yoko: Yeah… you two sure are soulmates.

[anotherbluesunday]

✨Fic Release: In Technicolor—Ch. 1: Hell in a Handbasket (Pugsley + Cheryl)✨

____________Pugsley/Lee____________

Just past the shopping center that housed the Erewhon Wednesday silently hissed at and Bertie audibly boo'ed was our new school. A glittering beacon of narrow-minded thinking disguised as liberalism if I'd ever seen one, I'd read up on the place. Had Jug and Reggie fill me in on what to expect and it wasn't good.

Insidious racism veiled as social work and fundraisers. Sender students being made into charity cases to make donating families and businesses feel better about themselves while they donate to political campaigns for politicians who couldn't give two shits about the working class. I could see it in the way they looked at us as we pulled up into the student parking lot and hung up the parking permit from the rearview mirror. They were sizing us up. Knew without having to ask that we were from somewhere else. Somewhere where it wasn't commonplace for sixteen year old's to have access to their parents Amex Black card.

Eyes down on the steering wheel for a moment as the girls to our right sat in their brand new canary yellow Jeep Wrangler "whispering" loudly about how dirty the truck was, Bertie reminded me it was only for a year and that chances were not everyone would be as bad as I was making them out to be in my head. Wednesday snorted a laugh from the backseat and I shot her a glance through the mirror saying "Probablemente sean monstruos chupadores de sangre." With a hard reluctant sneer, I forced myself to unbuckle. Grabbed my backpack from the backseat, slipped on my sunglasses, and heaved sigh.

"I can't believe we're actually doing this."

Shrugging her backpack onto her shoulders, Wednesday stood beside me staring at our new prison. "Just close your eyes and count to ten. It'll be over before you know it."

"Promise?"

"No."

Should have known better than to ask. But it made me laugh nonetheless. And that was the only upside here really. I wouldn't be going at this alone. I'd have Wen and Bert and a couple friends if Toni made it through the testing process since her mom made her apply too. We'd be okay. Not great. Not fine. But we'd be okay.

We'll survive.

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____________Cheryl____________

Routine on repeat like some b-rate film that used timelooping as a metaphor for repeating the past until the main character righted their wrongs, I put on my morning music playlist as I stepped into the spacious en suite bathroom that had been warmed to seventy-two degrees for me. My shampoo and conditioner never seemed to run out. My bodywash was always in supply. Shaving razors never dulled and toothpaste never emptied paste the halfway point. The only thing I was burdened with was remembering when to restock my skincare items which, even when they did run out, it was never a problem because there was nothing that couldn't be handled with a quick call.

Perfectly controlled and acclimated. It was like a dollhouse inside of a greenhouse.

Everything's monitored and privacy is a privilege.

You missed practice this morning. It was from dad, the message brightening the screen of my phone as I stepped out of the shower. We'll double up tonight's session and split it for before and after dinner.

Staring at the message, I hesitated. Could hear the small scream itching at the back of my neck like nails dragging down the nerves hidden beneath my skin.

I wanted to throw up and I hadn't eaten anything yet.

I'll have homework. I told him.

You can do it afterwards. Slacking off once leads to habitual laziness Cheryl. No excuses.

My stomach knotted. Worked itself up until the familiar aftertaste of vomit ghosted itself on my taste buds.

The cold sweats that came with it.

The dizzying nausea.

Looking at myself in my vanity mirror, I dissected the bags under my dull brown eyes. Examined my hairline to see if it had thinned anymore than what mom had pointed to over the summer when we went on vacation to Portugal. "It must be from the stress. You should sleep more darling" she had said. At least my lashes had grown back after my nervous snap over spring semester.

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*IMPORTANT NOTE!: Please do keep in mind while reading that the characters Pubert and Pugsley have nicknames that they go by and will go by for most of the story. For Pugsley, his nickname is “Lee” and for Pubert, his nickname is “Bert” or “Bertie.” Wednesday sometimes goes by “Wen” but I feel like that is a known in the Wednesday fandom but I wanted to mention it quickly for readers in the Riverdale fandom so that they’re in the loop.

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[d-llahanspade]

Did a collab with a bunch of people

All of those @ ‘s are for their Twitter accounts if you wanna go snooping

[kumiho20]

Jenna in Ireland filming season 2 Wednesday

[rachelsfav-queer]

Knowing Yoko and Wednesday’s style, they def share each others clothes, jackets, boots etc. Enid feels a little left out and wants to wear their stuff too but she’s allergic to gray, black and dark clothing. She needs colorful clothes to survive!

Pffft Wednesday is allergic to colors and Enid is allergic monochrome colors.

But also, I’m imagining Wednesday wearing one of Yoko’s already oversized shirts and so Wednesday pretty much looks like a little kid wearing her dad’s clothes, oh my gods that is adorable and hilarious lmaoooo

Enid the moment she puts on one of Yoko’s gray shirts

(Btw, this ask definitely isn’t from December, I have no idea what you’re talking about)

[liquidsnace]

We need more Omegaverse Wenclair

[hanavbara]

wednesday as anime 🖤🕷️🕸️

[mx-loar-tev]

Why isn't there some artwork with Wenclair in a couple costume, Wednesday as Little Red Riding Hood and Enid as the Wolf?

(Wednesday would be horribly grumpy at the idea of wearing color though, so maybe they could switch up and she could be the wolf and Enid Red.)

[nessa007]

#the original wednesday addams dance move The Addams Family (1964 - 1966) Wednesday (2022- )

[cloudman070]

Enid Sinclair and other Werewolves have sharper senses them most canines so sometimes officers will use werewolves to sniff out better disguised criminals it’s pretty dehumanizing for werewolves but it pays decent money so it’s whatever I came up with this idea because I kept thinking about “Dog Soldiers” I’ve never seen the movie or anything but the concept of police and military werewolves are cool

(Thank you for coming to my TedTalk)