#and rb a couple of the prompts that I already have for the new faces to send

[devilsharm]

*Walks in holding watermelon juice* I. Uh. Hi

[moonstonesundrop]

Wenclair NYE

Prompt: Wednesday and Enid spend New Years Eve together while Thing tries to pull strings so that they kiss at midnight.

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WC: 805

A/N: Takes place at Nevermore <3 not proofed! Likes, comments (!!!), and rbs are loved and appreciated! Tumblr version below the cut.

After a few days of delivering quads and proofreading her girlfriend's latest chapters, Enid convinces Wednesday to join their friends for New Year's Eve. There are preparations to be made, of course. Enid plans outfits. Wednesday spends the day alone (aside from Enid) to prepare for how annoying she's sure her friends will be.

A few hours before midnight, her new phone, still shiny from meticulous upkeep and tucked into a sleek black case, pings with a text from Bianca. Across the room, Enid's rhinestone-encrusted pink phone does the same. Until now, they had been enjoying a comfortable silence, with Enid playing some quiet classical music on her laptop for Wednesday to get lost in.

"Oooh, did you see Bianca's text?" Enid is already tapping away at light speed. "We finally have a confirmed place."

Wednesday types very slowly, not looking across the room. "Yes, just outside our window. Very exciting." Despite her girlfriend's usual monotone voice, Enid knows she's a little excited. Thing nabbed some subtle black earplugs so Wednesday could enjoy the fireworks. She even showed interest in coordinating their outfits to be a little more couple-y, though the pair still read as polar opposites.

Enid bounds across the room, throwing half her body onto Wednesday's bed. "Cuddle?" After a tiny nod from Wednesday, Enid clamors up into the bed and rests her head on Wednesday's chest, still rapidly texting in the chat affectionately named RIP Weems.

Wednesday, still averse to being a slave to technology, sets her phone down and reads off Enid's screen. Her bubbly girlfriend is much more active and the chat and, as usual, sends messages on their behalf.

"Sound okay?" Enid wiggles her phone a bit. Wednesday, stroking Enid's back, quietly says yes.

They lay together for a while before Wednesday says, "We should start getting ready soon. The eye makeup you chose looks complicated."

Almost instantly, Enid is up and moving. They get lost in the motions of quietly enjoying each other's company. Wednesday, suddenly flushed from Enid's state of undress, doesn't notice when Thing slips out of the room and dashes down the hall.

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The Plan has been set in motion. Wednesday was back in the common room, taking a few minutes to draft something on her phone and escape their friends who, despite crowding their balcony, were being tolerable. The clock is ticking down. It wasn't hard to convince their friends to head up to the roof for the final countdown, so Enid could have Wednesday all to herself. She wanted to kiss her properly at midnight and knew that her touch-averse love would prefer to do so privately.

Thing skitters across the railing, jabbing his pointer at Bianca, Ajax, Eugene, and Xavier.

"We know," They all teasingly groaned, beginning the ascent to the roof.

"And no peeking! Go to the other side!" Enid added. She smiled at Thing, adjusting her sparkly pink dress and making sure her slouchy boots were slouching just right.

With only fifteen seconds to spare, Wednesday comes out of the colorful half of their window wide-eyed. "Enid, I forgot—where is everyone?" Students are loudly counting down all around campus. Wednesday taps her earplugs, double-checking that they're still in place.

"Indisposed. C'mere!" Enid makes grabby hands.

Wednesday smiles a small, private smile and walks into her arms. "You planned this, didn't you?"

The fireworks start. Bright, vivid blasts of pink and blue and red and yellow and white.

"Thing helped. Everyone promised not to peek." Their faces are so close Wednesday can feel Enid's breath tickling her nose. With only a few seconds to spare, Wednesday finds herself lost in thought. Enid's soft hair curled loosely. Her shimmery, silver eyeshadow makes her blue eyes pop, and her lips are the softest shade of pink, so natural looking that it almost seems like she isn't wearing any lipstick. Wednesday wonders if her darker shade will mar Enid's perfect application. It's midnight. She hopes it does.

"Well?" Enid half-whines, moving her hands up and down Wednesday's arms. "Aren't you going to kiss m—"

Wednesday leans in and brushes their lips, softer than she originally planned. Enid relaxes into her, hands cupping her face. She lets out a soft noise of pleasure, and Wednesday feels warmth blooming across her skin. When they finally separate, Enid's eyes are starry, and she has a bit of plum lipstick on her face. Wednesday glances down, then slowly wipes the side of Enid's mouth.

"You may want to check your makeup before our friends return."

"They already know we're dating," Enid says affectionately, her eyes lingering on Wednesday's mouth.

"I know, amor. I also know how perfect you like to have your makeup."

Enid practically beams, loving how attentive her beautiful, beautiful girlfriend is. "Happy New Year, Wednesday."

"Happy New Year."