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#wenclair headcanon
joyfulpandaunknown · 1 month
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I picture Wednesday as this absolute fool in love who just blue screens every time Enid flirts with her. She's not switching to another language to speak to Enid because she's trying to be suave, no no. She switches languages because her brain short circuit and she forgets how to speak English. Her brain just goes blank.
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soft-but-tough-cookie · 2 months
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Enid: Do you like me?
Wednesday: I married you.
Enid: Yeah, but like, did you marry me as a friend or because you like like me? That was super unclear.
Wednesday: Did you take your meds today?
Enid: No.
Wednesday: I love you, but don’t talk to me until you do. *leaves*
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vaniloqu3nce · 1 year
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The feminine urge to write a one shot where it’s just Wednesday and Yoko trying to figure out why their girls are mad at them together.
Yoko: She is giving me the silent treatment.
Wednesday: She said she’ll be spending time with someone who “cares”, whatever that means.
Yoko: We’re fucked.
Wednesday: Decidedly.
Yoko: We might have to swallow our pride and beg Thing to tell us what he knows
Wednesday: Or we could threaten to snap his fingers one by one.
Yoko: I like the way you think
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caitlynskitten · 3 months
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Wenclair Daughter: Mom! Mother! I’m going out! I’ll see you later-
Wednesday: Hold on, come here.
Wenclair Daughter: Ughhh! What?
Enid: We just want to make sure you’re okay.
Wednesday: Do you have your knives on you?
Wenclair Daughter: Ugh, no!
Wednesday: Your spell book?
Wenclair Daughter: No.
Wednesday: Your ankle dagger?
Wenclair Daughter: NO!
Wednesday: Then what are you doing? Go back upstairs and get all of those things right now. You’re not leaving this house until you have them.
Wenclair Daughter: FINE, MOTHER!
The small girl stomps back upstairs.
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sxphr · 3 months
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I am a firm believer that Wednesday loves sleeping on Enids chest. Enid being a werewolf means her body has a natural warmth which is perfect to soothe Wednesday into a deep sleep when her brain won't shut off or when she's overstimulated to the point of exhaustion.
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cadmium-bear · 1 year
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Some light hearted scenarios based on the headcanon that Wednesday and Enid are each other’s emergency contact.
Nurse: Excuse me is this Wednesday Addams?
Wednesday: Depends who’s asking.
Nurse: This is from the hospital. You number is listed as an emergency contact for Ms Enid Sinclair.
Wednesday: *Sighs* What is it this time?
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Officer: Is this Enid Sinclair?
Enid: Yes. May I help you?
Officer: This is from the precinct. You’re listed as the emergency contact for Ms Wednesday Addams.
Enid: *Sighs* What is it this time?
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gmarseln · 11 months
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I love the idea of Enid, Yoko, Bianca and Divina having a girls night and playing with the ouija board.
Meanwhile Wednesday is in another room messing with the lights and summoning actual ghosts to scare them.
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lorelaiblair · 6 months
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wednesday addams has a complicated relationship with most “normal” foods, her stomach and palate are built to withstand and digest poisons and toxins and other things most humans couldn’t consume.
that said, nevermore didn’t have many of things she was used to, they did have many things she didn’t like.
specifically blueberries.
blueberries are the bane of wednesday’s existence.
they are so unpredictable, some are mushy and bitter, some sweet and juicy, some just downright wrong. they’re a horrible food really, which is probably why enid sinclair loves them so much.
the girl was so good at loving things that are hard to love.
blueberry just happened to be her favorite flavor in anything.
she would have blueberry pancakes for breakfast, blueberry smoothies through the day, she even had blueberry scented perfume.
every time they went to the weathervane enid would order an ungodly sweet drink and a blueberry muffin.
wednesday would order her quad over ice and a dark chocolate muffin, enid would always try and steal a bite.
(“a small bite won’t kill me!”
“no, but it will give you a stomach ache”
“it won’t, i swear i’m building a tolerance”
“take your bite, but know i won’t be taking pity on you later when you’re whining about an upset stomach”
“mhm, want a bit of mine?”
“…”
“didn’t think so”)
when the girls left nevermore one year for summer break enid was excited to get away, she would be traveling and living with the addamses for the entire summer.
that didn’t mean she didn’t mourn their old routines though. she truly did, she missed nevermore, it was her first real home, it was where she met wednesday, it was where she learned to love wednesday.
it was where she learned to love herself.
wednesday knew enid was down, they had a rough year, enid especially. she wanted to help, she wanted to show her love that she was supported and loved so matter where they were.
wednesday made blueberry muffins.
she surprised her lover with them early in the morning, hair coated with flour and the kitchen a mess that enid knew wednesday was fighting herself to not finish cleaning just yet.
instead the girl sat across the table from enid, held her hand, and they enjoyed coffee together, coffee and blueberry muffins.
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its-a-snood-silly · 8 months
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Wenclair Headcanon 🖤🩷
Wednesday realizes her feelings. Pt. 1
I lock my gaze in on the textbook sprawled out in front of me, pretending as if I didn’t catch Enid blatantly staring at me. I’m trying to ignore the fact that catching her has resulted in an unfamiliar, warm tingling sensation in my chest. How unsettling. How… Pleasant?
No.
The more I try not to focus on it, the more the words in the book in front of me blur to gibberish. I can feel a stinging of salt forming behind my eyes. The air suddenly feels too thick to breathe in. I go to grab my belongings so I can hurry out before something emerges that gives everyone a show. But the annoyance of being flustered causes my hand to pull too hard, and my textbook clamors down to the floor. If all eyes weren’t on me before, they certainly are now.
“Miss Addams, are you-“ Professor Lavinia starts, but i’m halfway out the door before she can finish. I trudge as fast as I can to the bathroom, my legs feeling like i’m walking through mud. I finally reach the restroom and the second the door swings shut, hurricane Wednesday is released.
What is this? Why is this happening? Why am I unable to hold back these tears, unable to catch my breath? Is this a panic attack? No. I am not an anxious person. This makes no sense. I topple over to the sink and throw an icy splash of water onto my face. The sudden coolness shocks me back to reality. My breath is finally catching. Just as I’m gaining control of myself again, the door swings open.
I look up, and as I lock eyes with the intruder to my moment of weakness, the stinging feeling returns to my eyes.
It’s her. Enid.
I take in a sharp breath of air, “what do you want, Sinclair?” I say coldly, trying not to make eye contact.
“I… um… Professor Lavinia asked for someone to come check on you. I… figured you’d prefer me over someone random. Are you alright?” she stutters.
I bring my gaze up to my reflection. Unable to recognize the being staring back at me. Emotional. Reddened, teary-eyes. Unable to form cohesive thoughts. This situation is absolutely horrifying, and I’m starting to believe i’ve gone mad.
“…..Wednesday?” she says. I realize I’ve been staring at myself for too long and didn’t actually answer her.
“I’m fine, Enid, I just-“ I start, making the mistake of locking eyes with her. Something pulls deep in my stomach at the sight of her. Her eyes are wide, with what I assume is worry. Normally I’m able to deflect any confrontation from those concerned with my feelings. But Enid.. I hate to admit it. But I’ve realized Enid has a way of making it through to the deepest parts of me in a way that’s incomprehensible. As if she’s found a weak point in the barricade i’ve built around my emotional side.
“I’m fine.” I spit out, quickly wiping my eyes and rushing to head out the door. I need air.
Just as I’m about to pass her, she does the unthinkable and grabs my arm. “Wednesday.” she says, a bit more stern inflection in her voice this time. She yanks me so i’m left with no choice but to face her, and I damn her werewolf capability of being physically stronger than her size would lead you to believe. “Touch me again, Sinclair, and. And…” I want to yell, I want to threaten her like I do to anyone who dares lay their hands on me unwillingly. But something makes me stop. My brow furrows at this frustrating conflict.
“Wednesday Addams, I know you’re totally not emotional and act like you don’t care, which is why this moment is so much more worrying for me. You told me that crying solves nothing, yet here you are. Clearly something IS wrong, and I’m not letting you go until you get whatever it is that’s happening off of your chest. Threaten to suffocate me, or cut off my hand, I don’t care. Spill, Addams. I’m serious,” she scolds. I stare harshly at her, and then sigh. I can feel my suppressed feelings starting to boil over, and the need to spew them out is burning in the back of my throat.
“Fine.” I spit, and out comes everything i’ve been trying so hard to avoid speaking aloud. Especially to the one who’s the causation of all this emotional turmoil.
(Pt. 2 will come soon! xx)
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haleybf · 1 year
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my favorite wenclair headcanons
enid's ears and fangs pop up when she feels excited or embarrassed. wednesday finds it the cutest thing, and tries to get her flustered on purpose, only to see her girlfriend's cute wolf side.
wednesday became so addicted to kissing enid they started to skip classes to make out in the library.
she doesn't blame enid tho, she blames herself and her gomezfication for not being able to stay away from her.
the first time enid bit wednesday's neck, she got embarrassed and suddenly stopped the kiss. enid got overworried she might've hurted her.
it was only a gay panic tho
enid loves to bite and mark wednesday's neck and collarbone when they make out. she just can't help it. werewolf things yk?
she calls it "love bites"
wednesday pretends to hate it but she secretly loves when enid calls it that way.
one time yoko found out about the love bites thing and mocked them up for about 3 weeks <3
enid is a huge taylor swift fan and dedicated at least 10 of her songs to wednesday.
i think they stare at each other a LOT
they are both TOTALLY HOPELESS ROMANTICS.
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pizzaboat · 1 year
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Enid would be like, "Text me! Let's keep in touch over break!"
And Wednesday would write her letters instead
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prince-catras · 1 year
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wednesday would play the cello for enid but enid doesn’t know any of the music wednesday knows, which gives wednesday the perfect opportunity to play some super edgy-sounding song and it’s actually got the sappiest lyrics anyone could ever think of
later enid looks up the song because she’s developing a taste for wednesday’s music interest, sees the lyrics, and has an immediate “OH FUCK” moment
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soft-but-tough-cookie · 9 months
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Enid *walking into the dorm with something behind her back*: Howdy Willa!
Wednesday *already unimpressed*: What is it? Enid: What are you talking about? Wednesday: The thing behind your back. What is it? Enid: Ok, but you have to promise to keep an open mind. Wednesday: No. Enid: Yeah, I didn't think so. *Enid pulls out a cowboy hat* Enid: I need you to wear this.
Wednesday: Enid: Please Wednesday: Enid *puppy eyes* Wednesday *gives in*: You have bested me in a battle of wills. Enid *prances over and puts the hat on Wednesday* Wednesday: What is the meaning of this? Enid *giggles*: You're y'allternative. Wednesday: Run.
Enid *laughing down the halls*
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vaniloqu3nce · 1 year
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Okay but what if after Enid wolf’s out, her wolf finally awakens and begins openly communicating with her. Enid wakes up the next morning and her wolf is like “Go wake up your mate.”
Enid thinks shes going crazy at first, nobody told her that her wolf actually spoke. Basically Enid has to deal with acknowledging she’s in love with Wednesday while her wolf constantly tries to get Enid to court Wednesday, fight anyone who may be a potential mate for Wednesday, and wants to go roll around in dirt.
I can imagine them both trying to come up with ways to finally ask Wednesday to be her girlfriend together.
“We should challenge Xavier for Wednesday’s hand.”
“Okay that’s like outdated and supes insane, no.”
“Well what about—“
“I already told you we are not getting a whole deer!”
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caitlynskitten · 2 months
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Wenclair Dirty Talk
Wednesday: Talk dirty to me.
Enid: You’re such a good person and an amazing and lovable girlfriend.
Wednesday: Oh god more!
Enid: I think you deserve nothing but kindness and love.
Wednesday: Yes! Oh please degrade me more.
Enid: I hope you find happiness.
Wednesday: YES BABY YES!
Thanks for the idea @liquidsnace
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my-sane-world · 10 months
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Enid: Hey! Have you heard? Belinda next class just had the worst first kiss with the werewolf Alvin! Her tongue was hurt cuz his tooth is too sharp, poor girl.
Wednesday: Worst first kiss? Worse than mine?
Enid : I- sorry-
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