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Upon returning to her room after a weekend dance meet, Enid finds her girlfriend standing in the middle of an unexpected scene.
Enid: Hey, babe, Iâm back fromâ WHY ARE THERE BODY PARTS EVERYWHERE?!
Wednesday: *whispers* Enid, you are being offensive to to Thingsâ friends.
Enid: What? Wait, you mean these are frâ I mean they are from the Some of Your Parts support group?
Wednesday: Obviously.
Enid: *skeptical* But why are they all just lying around?
Wednesday: All-night bender.
Enid:
Enid: *sniffs and wrinkles her nose* What about the blood? And where is Thing?
Wednesday: Overenthusiastic consumption of Grandmamaâs infamous non-vegan bloody mary, which Thing is currently in the bathroom purging into the toilet.
Enid: *makes a face* Oh. Ew.
A disembodied leg: *flexes irritably*
Enid: *lowers her voice* Ohmygosh, Iâm so sorry for waking you. And for being offensive.
A disembodied leg: *noncommittal flop*
Enid: *looks to Wednesday* Iâll, uh⌠Iâll be in Divinaâs room. Lemme know when itâs safe to come back.
Wednesday: Of course.
Enid: *slips out and gently shuts the door*
Wednesday:
Wednesday:
Wednesday: Sheâs gone.
A disembodied leg: *goes limp*
Agnes: *materializes over the severed leg, dressed in disposable coveralls, shoe covers, and rubber gloves*
Agnes: Iâm sorry, Wednesday. My intel said she wouldnât be back until this afternoon.
Wednesday: Iâll teach you how to rake your informants over the coals after youâve learned how to incinerate evidence like an Addams.
Agnes: đĽ°đŚľ
Xavier: Just one date, Wednesday, ONE!
Wednesday: *grits teeth* My answer is still NO.
Xavier: Butâ
Wednesday: Thavier, stop. As I inexplicably keep having to tell you, there are only two types of people in this world: those whom I will never consider dating, andâ
*CRASH!*
Wednesday: đ
Enid: *steps through the new hole the wall* ME! THE OTHER TYPE IS ME!
Enid: đĄ
Enid: đ¤¨â
Enid: Where the heck did Thavier go?
Wednesday: *point to the rubble beneath Enidâs feet*
Enid: đŤ˘âźď¸
Enid: *groans* Dangit, not again! The nurse is going to be so pissed.
Wednesday: Again? That would explain his recent memory issues, as well as his insistence that we call him âThavier Xorpeâ.
Enid: *already on her phone* Hello? Itâs Xorpe again. A brick wall kind of, uh⌠fell on him. Randomly. I blame bad luck andâ
lena: [exists]
kara:Â
Omg not Kara breaking the news to Alex like âSo I need one of those non-disclosure wavers for Lenaâ âKara! Dammit, how did you let her -â âIts not my fault Alex, sheâs got these BOOBS and they are like, always right there! What was I supposed to do? Not notice?â :Alex blinking: âyou outed your secret identity because you couldnât stop staring at her boobs?â
Kara: âI mean, technically I was talking to them⌠but⌠yeah.â
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Enid had overslept again and dressed in a frantic rush, barely making it to class on time. She slid into her seat beside a visibly irritated Wednesday, who immediately side-eyed her.
âEvening, Sinclair,â Wednesday snarked under her breath.
Enid sighed. âI know, I know. No more doomscrolling until 3 a.m., I promise.â
âYou said that last time. I have stopped taking your promises seriously.â Wednesdayâs gaze dropped pointedly to Enidâs crooked shirt collar as the lesson began.
The morning dragged on. As they hurried to their next class and Enid ranted about the latest plot twist in the show she had been watching with Yoko, Wednesday couldnât stop noticing the crooked shirt collar. It was ridiculous how much it bothered her. Surely Enid would notice eventually or someone else would point it out.
By midday, Wednesday sat alone at the far edge of the quad, picking at her lunch while reading. She sensed Enidâs bright, vibrating energy approaching before she even looked up and let out a quiet sigh.
âHello, Enid,â she greeted without lifting her eyes from the page. âSo this you can manage to be on time for.â
âHa, ha. Very funny,â Enid replied, dropping her things beside her with a grin. âLunch is important! I need my nutrients, you know. Growing wolf and all.â
Wednesday lowered her book just enough to roll her eyes. Enid was smiling brightly at her, fangs on full display. The sight was almost endearingâŚuntil Wednesdayâs gaze drifted back to that damn shirt collar, still crooked.
âHave you not seen yourself in a mirror all day?â she huffed.
âHuh?â Enid glanced down at herself. âWhatâs wrong?â
Wednesday turned fully toward her, grabbed the front of Enidâs collar, and yanked her closer with surprising force. âYour shirt has been crooked since first period. It has been driving me mad.â With sharp, efficient movements, she straightened the collar and bow tie.
Enid froze under her touch.
âThere,â Wednesday said, voice lower now. One hand smoothed the lapel of Enidâs jacket while the other lingered at her neck, fingers brushing warm skin. âNow you look halfway decent.â
Neither of them moved.
Enidâs eyes flicked down to Wednesdayâs lips, then back up. âThaâŚâ
âAm I interrupting something?â Yoko set her tray down with a loud clack and slid into the seat across from them, wearing a cheeky smirk.
Wednesday schooled her expression into perfect neutrality and slowly released her hold. âNegative. I was merely teaching Enid the basics of self-care.â
âOh, I bet she knows plenty about self-careâŚâ Yoko murmured, taking a sip from her blood bag as Enidâs cheeks flushed a deep, mortified pink.
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This counts as art period
Agnes: Now that you two are finally official maybe you could *unintelligible whispering*
Enid: Could you speak up a little?
Agnes: adopt me?
Wednesday: I'm sorry
Agnes: *deep breath* Adopt me and be my mothers
Wednesday: I heard you I am merely sorry, though we may be official as you said, our relationship is still balanced on a razors edge
Agnes: *face falls looks to Enid*
Enid: I mean it's a bit strange and I wouldn't say never, but with my family hunting me and Wednesday's grandmother hunting her and maybe vice versa. It's just a lot pressure. Please don't hate us
Agnes: . . . *sighs* I understand, though I can't say I'm not disappointed
Fourth voice: We would be happy to adopt you
Everyone turns to see a large chair wondering how they could have missed it
It slowly turns revealing Yoko, with Divina sitting in her lap, stroking her hair. Clearly meant to be intimidating. Divina and Yoko being roughly the same height it looks more awkward
Wednesday: Why would you want adopt Agnes?
Divina: *gets up and puts a hand on Agnes' shoulder* It would be completely altruistic, adopting a child would look good on my application for Yoko to turn me, but Agnes is just so obviously lacking in strong female role models
Enid: What? We're still her roll models and were the same age! What makes you better then us?
Yoko: Technically I am 37 in mortal years and we've never been embroiled in murder investigations
Wednesday: Because you live bland basic existences
Divina: *suddenly holding a switchblade* Do we? Or do we just know how to cover our tracks better?
Yoko: Knowing your parents I get why you l believe your the center of attention but if you allowed yourself a moment of sonder you may notice we aren't just background characters to your lives
Agnes: *eyes beginning to wander with a sparkle of curiosity*
Wednesday: The opportunity to adopt comes along and you just pounce on it for your own benefit
Yoko: Adoption is common among vampires, I would have adopted your mother if Hester hadn't literally buried in me in lawyers
Enid: What do you mean literally?
Yoko: I had to dig my way out from the bottom of a mass grave, *wistfully* to think what may have you might have called me granmama
Wednesday: Agnes! Come with l us. We will discuss the possibility of your adoption elsewhere!
Wednesday stalks out of the room followed by a confused but enthusiastic Enid
Agnes looks at Yoko and grins
Yoko and Divina give her a thumbs up
Wednesday: *from halfway* Agnes Addams-Sinclair I will not ask again
Enid: Why does your last name come first?
Agnes runs up and hugs Divina and Yoko
Agnes: *scurrying into the hall* Coming mom's!
Divina: I wouldn't be completely opposed to getting our own one day obviously not anytime soon
Yoko: We can still be aunts, beside we might still get a chance, what's the likelihood one of them doesn't get murdered soon and the other dies avenging them
Enid: Hey, babe, are we having Gay Wrath again this year?
Wednesday: No, we have a gay pride.
Enid: What? But I already polished up our rainbow battleaxes! *pouts*
Wednesday: And I already released the entire pride.
Enid: Whuh?
Wednesday: *simply points into the distance*
Enid: *looks over and squints*
Enid: Why is Bruno running like someone lit his tail on fire?
Wednesday: Survival. And before you ask, yes, they are all indeed gay.
Enid: They?
Wednesday: *points again*
Enid: đ¤¨â
Enid: đ˛âźď¸
Enid: đŤ˘
Enid: So, um⌠where exactly did you find enough black leather assless chaps for an entire pride of big gay lions?
Wednesday: I happen to know a witch with a particularly gay wardrobe.
Enid: *snort of laughter* Holy crap, we seriously have lions, a witch, and a gay wardrobe? This is so freaking Narnia right now!
Wednesday: đ
Wednesday: If that amuses you, then youâll be pleased to know that, entirely by coincidence, this particular pride is lead by a lion namedâŚ
Wednesday: âŚArselan.
Enid: REALLY?! OH EM GEE IâM TEXTING YOKO!
Wednesday/Enid: đđ¤Łđ¤ł
Bruno: đââď¸đ¨ đŚđŚđŚđŚđŚđŚđŚđŚđŚđŚđłď¸âđă°ď¸

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Wednesday: If you could warn your past self about me what you say?
Enid: Hmmm I would probably tell me she is about meet someone who will fill her life with the kind of terror I never could have imagined
Wednesday: oh?
Enid: I'm not done, I would warn her she's about to meet some who is about to tear down everything we thought we knew about our future and we would get back up stronger. That you make us self sufficient in a way we feared to even consider ourselves capable of. But we would never choose to live without you
Wednesday: *voice waivers* That's . . . thank you
Enid: *twirls a hair* and if you could warn yourself about sweet innocent me?
Wednesday: . . . I would warn her your saccharine facade hides every one of our most anxiety inducing fears
Enid: awe so sweet
Wednesday: I would warn her that you will expose us to every pain and indignity we had hoped to avoid by shutting ourself off from social interaction
Enid: but?
Wednesday: that it is a price we not only pay willingly but eventually embrace for the privilege of being a small part of your life
Enid: You are not a small part of my life, you are a black hole threatening to pull me in
Wednesday: and you are a festering wound I refuse to treat, picking at it as infection spreads and
Yoko: Just fucking kiss already!
Wednesday: * feigns annoyance and looks out at the wedding party* Should we give the maddening crowd what they so demand?
Enid: *grinning from ear to ear* I guess we've raked them over the coals long enough
Wednesday and Enid embrace
Bianca: *dressed as an officiant* I now pronounce you so fucking gay, now make each other's lives nightmares
Enid: *sullenly* Thereâs just some things I can never have.
Wednesday: Such as?
Enid: My motherâs approval.
Wednesday:
Wednesday: As that is⌠unlikely to occur, would her heart with the word âapprovalâ carved into it be a satisfactory substitute?
Enid: *laughs* Sure, thatâll do.
Wednesday: Excellent.
Enid: Youâre probably right. If sheâs never going to accept me for who I am, then I donâtâ
Wednesday: Print or cursive?
Enid: Huh? Uh. Cursive, I guess. Why?
Wednesday: *flicks out a switchblade*
Enid:
Enid: Wednesday, babe, my darkest cloud⌠whatâs in that lunch cooler?
Wednesday: 8 letters short of a satisfactory substitute.
Enid: đą
the duffers do not understand nancy wheeler like i do. she can still be a badass AND be in a healthy relationship!! the two are not! mutually! exclusive!!!! give her a lesbian haircut a girlfriend and a gun and thatâs the REAL nancy wheeler
What if oxygen is poisonous and it just takes 75-100 years to kill us?
My science teacher said he thinks thatâs true actually
Yeah this is actually pretty much exactly what is going on. Itâs why anti-oxidants are such a big deal. Bonus fact: oxygen oxidizes stuff in your cells or, in other words, itâs not toxic, just setting you on fire very very slowly.
What if there are aliens out there but they subsist on entirely different substances and theyâre just scared as shit of us and our crazy ass hell planet? Once in a while some alien anthropologist type suggests checking out the people on this inhabited planet out towards the galaxyâs edge. The other aliens just look at the naive academic with horror. No!! We do not go to that world. That is where the DEATH BREATHERS live. They recreationally consume poisons and are more or less composed of biological fire. Their atmosphere is made of rocket fuel. We must leave the DEATH BREATHERS in peace. Do not go there. Do not.
I tend to always reblog posts about humans being terrifying weirdos to aliens.
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okay butâŚthat is actually what went down on earth about 2.5 billion years ago.
Earth was doing just fine with a mostly nitrogen/carbon dioxide atmosphere and everyone was happy to go on living in anaerobic bliss and then cyanobacteria suddenly hit the scene, altered the atmosphere composition so that there was a ton of oxygen gas and killed practically everything (97% or more of all species on earth).
We are literally descendants of the DEATH BREATHERS and cyanobacteria is our deadly mother.
The cyanobacteria holocaust is so big, it doesnât even have a cool name; itâs just called âThe Great Oxygenation Eventâ; the *second* most apocalyptic extinction event in our planetâs history is the one thatâs called THE GREAT DYING (the Permian-Triassic event, about 252 million years ago).
This shit makes like the rock-throwing that wiped out the dinosaurs look like kindergarten.
OH HOW I LOVE THIS POST. It makes me so much happier about being alive. I AM BURNING VERY SLOWLY. *hugs it*
And once again, the internet makes learning history and science a thousand times more interesting than school ever did.
I love shit like this.
I was totally having thoughts along these lines and along comes tumblr to pretty much sum it all up. Bravo~
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Pre-Wenclair. After hours of solving puzzles in a demonâs magical labyrinth, Enid finally finds her kidnapped friend.
Enid: WEDNESDAY! Are youâ
Wednesday: Enid, let me speak first. I need you to know that my feelings for you eclipse all rationale. To define what we share as friendship is not only insulting, it is laughably inadequate.
Enid: *stunned speechless*
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Enemy, holding Kate hostage: (over a megaphone) Give me $50,000 and you can have your archer back.
Kate, offended: You think I'm only worth $50,000?!
Enemy: What?
Kate: (takes megaphone) Give me that!
Kate: MAKE IT THREE BILLION DOLLARS!
Yelena: (outside) KATE, SHUT UP!
nancy who thinks that because she and robin are both girls theyâre on the same wavelength about what signals mean and that her crush is obvious. so sheâs doing things like showering at robinâs house and calling for her to bring the extra bottle of shampoo while sheâs naked in there.
meanwhile robinâs never had a girl best friend so she thinks âoh wow this is just what straight girls do together huhâ