Wenclair ✨SUPREMACY✨

If she can breathe then l breathe prologue- Part 1

In case you're wondering, I've been writing a wenclair fic for the past few months, which I’ll start uploading in AO3 the next week. I am making a prologue adaptation comic, which will be about 3 pages long. This is the first one, and once I’m done with all of them I want you guys to guess what the fic’s gonna be about.

Enid : Hey Willa? Have you seen my red duffel bag?

Wednesday, in the midst of typing : No.

Enid : Huh. I could’ve sworn I left it on the bed…

Wednesday : *cough* What did you intend to do with it anyway?

Enid : With my bag? Why are you asking?

Wednesday : I merely thought, had I known the purpose of you bringing it up, I could help you search for it. Retrace your steps and what not.

Enid, squinting at Wednesday : …. Wends.

Wednesday : Yes, mi vida?

Enid : Wednesday, you didn’t.

Wednesday : I have no idea what you are referring to.

Enid : Willa! You didn’t destroy my bag!

Wednesday : … You know I cannot lie to you, ma lumiere.

Enid : Wednesday! I wasn’t leaving you! I just prepared some outfits for Div to try out for her date today with Yoko!

Wednesday : … Well now I just feel foolish.

Enid : My raven, I’m never leaving your side.

Enid slides into Wednesday’s lap, the goth still sitting on her writing chair. Arms wrap themselves around the seer’s neck, as the werewolf softly peppers her face with soft kisses.

Enid : You still haven’t told me where my bag is.

Wednesday : At this point? Thousand’s of feet under the Pacific sea.

Enid : WHAT?! WEDNESDAY-

Wednesday : Your clothes, on the other hand, are inside your closet, clean and ironed.

Enid : …. You are simply infuriating.

Wednesday, smiling : Astute observation, mon amour. You love me though.

Enid, sighing, leaning in for another kiss : That I do, φεγγάρι μου.

Sapphic religious poetry rant cuz my last exam is tomorrow🥲

My whole life, I've been told Lying is a sin to God But He can see right through your soul Something you cannot control

So why should I not lie When what happens once I die Is He judges and proclaims Who will burn in Hell's flames

And the Judgement he gives out Is fair and just, that I don't doubt But anything I've left unsaid Be it bad, or harsh, or well Before Him all will spread And I'll have nothing left to mell

So, if He sees all that untold All restrained lies now unfold Will it matter I kept it in That I caged it all within?

Pastors answer me with no Parents claim they do not know Friends toy around the issue Strangers often hand me a tissue

Wiping the shame right off my face I adopt an even pace Trying hard to hide the truth Of mistakes in my long lost youth Made in spontaneous reaction Once I felt my first attraction

She was like the sun's first rays And as if I was blind for days She enlightened me a path And that's when I met Cath

Short for Catherine, her name Sounded too holy for this plane She blessed my days with light and grace She took me in her sweet embrace

And that is when the lying started As I answered when prompted That we were only ever friends And that's as long as our relationship extends.

But Cath was tired of lying And one day, when she was crying She drew a line between us two She flew away for someplace new

I lost her

I lost myself

I lost my faith

I lost my light

I lost my truth

I lost my lies

I lost myself within my lies  And I lost her within my truth

But how could I hold onto all When my body's so small All the feelings, thoughts contained Day by day all that I reined Would sometime all combust And that would've been the worst

But that day had come It was gone and left me numb To the feelings of regret That I blunted with a cigarette And now I lay awake at night Trying to discern what is right And I come to the same conclusion That only births in me confusion

Why did I hurt the one I love How could I hunt down a dove Why hide such a common action As the one that's called attraction Beneath a veil of lies That God himself despises?

Current mood, it's been 23 days since I discovered this ship and I feel like a changed person. Wenclair is a fucking way of life dudes and dudettes. No regrets.

I’m in some serious wenclair brainrot at the moment.

so I don’t post WIPs, like ever, but this specific one is probs gonna take a shit ton of time for me to complete, so I wanted you to know that I’m not dead!(unfortunately), I’m just working on this beauty. The idea came to me while I was hot wiring in my university’s lab for a project, and I kid you not, I almost hotwired my finger off with enthusiasm 😂🤷🏻‍♀️

in case you are not aware of the concept, it’s called 22 types of kissing, pretty self explanatory. And no one can convince me that these babies are not aware of that (at least Wednesday, Enid learned from the best😉)

so anyway, I’m not dead and neither is my dominant hand, so I’ll be working on this till I’m finished, or run into an artistic block. Hopefully the 1st one😐😐🥲

Hello wonderful people of Tumblr.

I am in desperate need of your help.

I have been searching for this Wenclair fic for the past 2 days, unable to find anything.

It's in AO3, and by what I can remember, Enid pranks Wednesday because she was tired of the goth always having the upper hand on her. So she enlists all of Nevermore's help, even Eugene which is surprising since he practically swears by the 'Hive Code'. Enid is hiding while everyone in school acts as if she has never existed. So Wednesday slowly starts turning mad, believing that Enid was simply an illusion, eventually giving up and isolating herself, aka being sad girl tm. Enid feels bad as she reappears, and Weds doesn't believe her at first, saying something among the lines 'Are you here to torture me? Taking the image of someone I loved, who turned out to be an illusion to cope with my loneliness' and stuff like that.

For the love of everything that is holy and unholy, help me people.

SOLVEDDDDDDDD :D

MAD RESPECT TO @ao-terra FOR HELPING ME FIND THE EXACT FIC TITLE NAME AND AUTHOR!!! YOU RULE MATE!!!!

Google Docs

We’re All Mad Here

We’re All Mad Here Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Category: F/F Fandom: Wednesday (TV 2022)

Update!!

I also put in the first part of the series in the docs, so the file’s name now is Prank wars and it has both fics one after the other. If someone has trouble opening the file, dm me.

Late to the party but Wenclair amirite?🥹😍 

I am going to write a fic too, about them doing the handfasting ceremony cause I’m trash for Celtic customs and mythology💃

Look, look, I KNEW the series was going to be a HUGE success, but….

W O W

Can’t wait for season 2 #makewenclaircanon

Also, that kissing scene with Tyler? 🙅🏽‍♀️ Never happened.☠️

Bonus

welp, that’s done too.

I wanted to make it longer, but I’d never finish in my pace, so there’s that.

I really want to finish the different kinds of kisses thing, so expect that for sure!

and an 20k words Wenclair time travel angst and hurt/comfort fic….

the Wenclair brain rot is real😐

Ps. “Αγάπη μου” means “My Love” in Greek and “Ma Déese” means “My Goddess” in French 😉😉😉

Enid : Is pink panther a lion?

Wednesday : My love... Say that again, but slower.

Enid : ...I don't get it?

Wednesday : He is the pink panther.

Enid : Okay, but is he a lion though?

Wednesday : Enid. My heart. Light of my life. My sweet angel. He is a panther.

Enid : Is that a kind of lion?

Wednesday : No, mon cœur, it's a panther. Not a lion. Different animals entirely.

Enid : I just googled it. They are not pink?

Wednesday, on her last bit of sanity : And lions are?!

Movie night😃😃

Wednesday totally made Enid watch one of her fav horror films. She thinks her gf looks cute when she’s scared😂

Poor Enid tho😢

Thankfully, she has the plushie Wednesday got for her at the shooting range game during the fair😉