Wenclair101
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Enid Sinclair thought wolfing out would be her salvation. Instead, it became the beginning of a nightmare.
After transforming for the first time to protect the person she loves most, Enid returns home to find everything unraveling.
Her body is changing, taller, stronger, sharper, and the soft, glittery girl she once was is slipping further away with every passing day.
Her family watches her with unease. Her mother won’t even look at her. And Enid? She doesn’t recognize her reflection anymore.
But nothing compares to the horror of waking up one morning with something new, something that doesn’t belong.
Something between her legs that shouldn't be there.
What started as a shift in strength becomes a full-blown identity crisis, and Enid is drowning in secrets she can’t share.
Not with her family. Not with her friends. Not even with Wednesday Addams.
Because if Wednesday finds out… if she sees her this way… will she flinch? Will she turn away? Or worse...will she accept it?
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The client hadn’t really requested anything at all; their emails had been almost overly polite, if not jarringly formal, and had selected only the most vanilla options on the questionnaire she provided. Certainly a far cry from the standard practices of her usual clientele, but this one had paid upfront and picked this expensive hotel, and Mira’s fees are dear enough on their own that she had been coloured intrigued.
Mira takes a left down the hallway after leaving the elevator and finds herself at the door to the room. She doesn’t steel herself—doesn’t need to. She can handle anything. Has handled most things. Mira swipes the keycard and lets herself in.
The person sitting on the bed is probably the last thing she expects.
In which Mira is a professional, Rumi is socially inept, and Zoey is also there. Let's hope nobody catches feelings.
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Enid was afraid, and exhausted, and grieving, and beneath all of it, she was oriented toward Wednesday with a constancy that defied every rational explanation Wednesday had ever constructed to contain what existed between them.
I hope she's safe, the feeling said, in the wordless vocabulary of a mind that was struggling to form coherent sentences. I hope she doesn't come looking for me. I hope she does.
I hope she knows.
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- Part 1 of The Woe That Binds Us
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“Howdy, Newsie!” She beamed in excitement, trying to hide a laugh when the goth’s face remained completely still.
“A nickname already, how dreadful.” The goth huffed, and though she remained completely still, it somehow felt like she was already rolling her eyes.
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Enid’s anonymous ask column in the Nevermore Newspaper is threatened to not come back next year after a poor ending to junior year, but right as summer break is about to begin, Wednesday Addams makes a surprise arrival and joins the Newspaper Club.
Every good friendship starts off rocky, and though Wednesday and Enid don’t exactly hit it off upon their first meeting, there’s something lying dormant in the walls of the clubroom.
A secret, a feeling, and a past someone’s not proud of.
What will it all lead to…?
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A blonde girl walks into a bar. The punch line?; Everything that happens next.
Enid Sinclair paints the world in art and poems, Wednesday Addams fights against it with viper on her lips and a heart as cold as stone. They were two girls who survived because they never had the choice to not. And when they meet at a bar one late night, alcohol on their breath and something deeper stirring— the world feels a little softer.
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Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair drown in alcohol to make the world feel livable again.
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“Kiss me, Megs. Please” She finally choked out, overwhelmed with all the feelings but not wanting to stop feeling them. Ever.
Megan, as good and obedient as ever, moved her hand to Dani’s cheek, caressing it with softness and care. She paid attention to the freckles on her nose that spread and fainted in her cheeks. She looked deeply into her eyes and she could swear she saw not love (not yet), but care in them. Dani cared for her, she was sure.
Her gaze traveled to her lips, those lips she loved kissing and biting and staring at. She rubbed her lip with her thumb, and Dani just looked at her every move. She was completely devoted to her at that moment.