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[laylajeffany]

☠️ Wednesday fanfiction collection ☠️

If you need some light reading, you can check out ALMOST two million words worth of my Wednesday fanfiction collection so far. EDIT, 23 August 2024: All my stories on AO3 are locked due to bot activity. You will need an AO3 login to read them.

EDIT, 05 September, 2024: I am back to writing after a three month hiatus and anticipate updating before the end of the month. The Black Menagerie Complete, MultiChapter, Wenclair Influencer!Enid x Academia!Wednesday Rated: Explicit WC: 136k

Murder, She Woe In-Progress, Multichapter, married/future detective Wenclair Rated: Explicit In-Progress WC: 42k

Chaos for the Fly Complete, Wednesday-centric, slow-burn Wenclair, mystery surrounding the 'death' of Larissa Weems and Enid's struggle with her werewolf side turns into full-blown conspiracies Rated: Mature WC: 1.43mil

Chaos-Universe Sequel: Karma in Glorious Splendor In-Progress, Multichapter Rated: (Hard)Mature In-Progress WC: 173k

Chaos-Universe Tales of Larissa Weems X OC: Lovely Thorns Complete, MultiChapter, starts with Larissa's time at Nevermore and catches up with the events of Chaos for the Fly off-screen moments for Larissa and OC, Holly Gallor Rated Explicit WC: 159k

One-Shots Mostly Wenclair Rated: General WC: >5k each / unbeta'd

[laylajeffany]

I am attempting to pass through ten horrid months of languishing before I move in with my girlfriend you know her as T. Martel. Until then, I'm making loneliness work for me by giving my full size bed an 🔪🐦‍⬛aesthetic🐦‍⬛🔪 upgrade. Ironically, this Wednesday bedding is now the most colorful bedspread & sheets I own 😆. This is where I write; hopefully the improvement to the vibes will aid my endeavors. Anything to contend with the demons, while I try not to deteriorate myself along with my own personal Black Menagerie of an apartment.

In other news, I am writing Wednesday fanfic again after a three month hiatus - I'm currently 18k into chapter four of KiGS. Magic eight ball says outlook is cloudy - but I'm thinking there will be an update around the weekend of September 20th unless things go terribly, horribly wrong.

[laylajeffany]

targeted ad - microfic

Wednesday stepped into her shared bedroom after the sun had set one evening, finding Enid holding out a little blue bag with orange drawstrings. She wore a beam of a smile so big, it practically hurt Wednesday’s eyes as much as the offensive color scheme of the package clashing with her overly printed sweater.

“Finally, you’re back! I saw this on Insta, and I know you’ll think this is totally lame and not your thing, but it’s also - fully you.”

Wednesday tried not to wrinkle her nose. “I believe we’ve spoken about you giving in to targeted advertisements on my behalf. You have to stop allowing corporations to get the best of you, Enid. The American dollar is worth less every day, partially due to the over consumption of cheap goods manufactured overseas.”

Rolling her eyes, Enid pulled open the strings of the bag, still wearing a smirk. “These aren’t cheap, okay? And yes, it was targeted at me, for you, and I’m aware I’m playing capitalist games, or whatever,” She said in Wednesday’s classic deadpan voice. “But this one got me right through the heart and I couldn’t help myself. You only accept dead-accurate shots. So, reach in!”

Giving her own eyes a spin, Wednesday placed her backpack on Enid’s colorful quilt on her bed and closed her eyes, reaching into the bag. Her fingers gripped around something surprisingly soft and squishy. Pulling it out, she stared harshly at a six-inch wide plush raincloud, with a severe frown stitched onto it with a face and…feet.

“Isn’t it so cute!? And what totally sold it – guess what the name of it is?”

“Sunny,” Wednesday quipped flatly.

“Amuseable Storm Cloud! That’s what your dad calls you sometimes!”

“I can’t say I find it amusing,” She grumbled, placing it flat on her palm, taking in how the legs sort of dangled over the edge while it pouted.  

“Well, I think it’s very fitting. Thing likes it!”

The hand gave a thumb up from where he appeared over Enid’s shoulder. Enid picked it up the plush with a little squeak of a sound, squishing the sides of it together before holding it up next to Wednesday’s face, giving a delighted nod. “Yup – as I expected. You’re twins.”

“The doctor said I ate mine in the womb,” Wednesday argued.

Enid continued to glow, skipping across the floor and putting it on a shelf next to one of Wednesday’s taxidermized squirrels. “Not your usual sort of stuffed creature, but for sure – less likely to decompose.”

“I’m very good at my craft. You don’t know what chemicals they put in the polyester stuffing. No doubt some sort of acidic compound that could burn through your skin and lead to necrosis. I’d argue that’s worse than decomposition of the dead.”

“Sounds like a Wednesday Addams personal challenge,” Enid teased, bringing the stuffed storm cloud back and waving it in front of Wednesday’s face. “Give it a hug – see if it causes you to burn from inside to outside!”

When she didn’t move a muscle, Enid carried on, “Unless, of course – you’re scared to hug a plushie. I get it. Very intimidating to show such vulnerability in the privacy of your own room.”

Without betraying a single movement of her face, Wednesday reached out, squished the plush creature to her chest, then threw it across the room when Thing snapped a picture of the moment on one of Wednesday’s old timey cameras and the flash went off.

Enid chastised him and picked it up as Wednesday sat herself at her desk, pretending not to be any further fazed. Enid sat the plush beside her typewriter and slid a hug over Wednesday’s shoulders, holding on for about ten seconds. Just when Wednesday felt her about to pull up, she lifted a hand, clutching her arms together over them before turning her face upside down to look at Enid – where her frown would be a smile.

“Thank you for thinking of me.”

“Always, Storm Cloud.”

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Black Menagerie Update coming tomorrow  | buy your own Amuseable Jellycat Storm Cloud here