My Lil Cousin And I Watched Some Wednesday Tiktok Compilations Yesterday, Then The Damn Kid Went Ahead

The Fallen Raven

Boom I come back, drop a painting, and be seein u guys next year 🫡

Why…. The heck… did no one ever tell me about the Kyoshi Novels?!?! Rangshi lives in my heart rent free!! 

SOMEONE PLZ MAKE A CARTOON/ANIME ADAPTATION FOR RAAVA’S SAKE!!!

Oh, and I would strongly encourage you all to visit the channel “Team Kyoshi” on YouTube. They are absolutely genius and hardworking.

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.

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?!

Enid, hiding in Yoko's room : - and I just can't believe she would do that to me!

Yoko, tired af cuz Enid has been complaining for the past hour : Okay, so, let me get this straight-I mean gay-anyway! You are mad at Wednesday... Because of what, exactly?

Enid : I literally just said why, like, a few seconds ago! Are you even paying attention?!

Divina, who hoped to have a normal evening with her vampire gf : Yeah, you did, but... Why?

Enid : Guys this isn't funny! I don't know what to do!

Random guy in suit that has been chasing Enid for the past hours : Mrs Addams, please, I just need you to sign these two files and then I'll leave!

Enid : For the last time, I won't be signing anything, I am too young to lead a multimillionaire corporation! I don't even know where I left my sweater this morning!

Wednesday, pushing the guy away and stopping before Enid, heaving breaths, desperate: Mon cœur, I apologize for doing this without notifying you earlier, but I was hoping to surprise you!

Enid : Willa, no. That's enough out of you, I told you we will sleep separately until I say otherwise. Now go.

Wednesday, on the verge of tears : But-! Ma lumiere-!

Enid : Wednesday Friday Addams, you better get your ass out of here, take this Fred guy with you and figure out a way out of this! End of discussion!

Wednesday, turning to Yoko with a murderous gaze : You! You are the cause of this!

Yoko : Hey- WOAH WAS THAT A FUCKING KNIFE?! HOW AM I AT FAULT HERE?!

Wednesday : You advised me to surprise Enid with Netflix, because she wanted her own but her mother wouldn't let her!

Yoko : WHEN I SAID NETFLIX, I DIDN'T MEAN THE FUCKING COMPANY ADDAMS! I MEANT AN ACCOUNT!

Wednesday : HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT?!

Divina : Enid, please tell your fiancee not to kill my girlfriend. She obviously didn't mean to overstep, Wednesday had the best intentions in mind.

Enid : Honestly, I didn't even consider that Willa might not know how Netflix works. I am not mad at her anymore. But Yoko made fun of my eating habits yesterday. I'll let her sweat a little...

Divina : God, you even sound like an Addams now... Mischief suits you wolfie.

Enid : Aww, thanks bestie!

Wednesday chasing Yoko while throwing knives in the background.

The Fred guy, whose actual name is Christopher : WILL SOMEONE SIGN THE GODDAMN PAPERS ALREADY?!

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 😉😉😉

Duck me, my hand hurts like a witch. Been drawing this at full speed for the past 7 hours. Anyway, I am kinda mad at Hamefura for not addressing the most disturbing issue about Katarina. Her. Past. Life. Oh, yeah, AND AGONIZING DEATH?!?! 

Just goin for a ride~

Wednesday riding a motorcycle is kind of my *jam*, y’know? She takes after her uncle Fester that way. Enid’s just tagging along, she loves her gf in leather (wink wink)

Wednesday : *is throwing stones at Enid and hers balcony window*

Enid : *opening it, looking exasperated and tired*

Enid : You have a phone for a reason, Willa!

*THUD*

Enid : DID YOU JUST THROW YOUR PHONE AT OUR WINDOW?!

Enid : Someone take me to art museums and make out with me.

Wednesday : But they said not to touch the masterpieces.

Enid : Well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall.

Yoko, on a walkie talkie: This is Yoko, those idiots are fucking in the East wing again.

Divina : You mean fucking around, right?

Yoko : I know what I said.

Kidnapper : I have your girlfriend.

Enid : What? I don't have a girlfriend...

Kidnapper : Then who just called me a an incompetent overachieving disgrace to kidnapping and spit in my face?

Enid : Oh my god, you have Wednesday…. That’s my fucking wife fyi, rip to y-

Kidnapper : *incoherent screaming and a chainsaw sound in the distance*

Enid : ….Welp, that’s life :3

Enid : Would you still love me if I was a worm?

Wednesday : ...

Wednesday : Mon cœur please, this is the fifth time you've asked me this, it is 3am, go back to sleep.

Enid : [looking up from her phone] Hey, did you hear about the rumour that we might be gay?

Wednesday : Might be?

Enid : Yeah, they're doubting it! Can you believe that?

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?