Holy God that sucks… I hope at least in your fanfiction Wednesday is over 20 years old when you have her screwing a man over 50 otherwise there is a problem

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1. Enid would be fun and interesting to explore. It's different, and finding the path towards them can be teased out from canon if you try (him saving her, her saving him from Hyde Tyler). I even have a short and somewhat tender platonic Enovan scene upcoming in the final chapter of Afterburn.

You can think the ship sucks all you want. I don't give a fuck. I'll pair Wednesday or any of the characters with anyone, and I don't give a goddamn flying fuck what you think. Why? Because you can do the same, and I won't give a shit (I might question or dislike the pairing and critique your writing Wyler, Wenclair, but I'll still defend your right to write it).

2. As for this

I hope at least in your fanfiction Wednesday is over 20 years old when you have her screwing a man over 50 otherwise there is a problem

You can have your problem and cry all you want about it then, because you're a lazy Karen who didn't do her due diligence and just GLANCE at the fucking pinned post I've had up there since the summer of 2023. They have a 39 year age difference.

Satisfying Afterburn is canon compliant. It's designed to slip into canon without disturbance. At this point in the story she is 16, but she was 15 in the flashback with Mr. Fortunato, who was in his late 40s.

Afterburn Wednesday has two behavioral qualities [that she did not express in Netflix canon] when combined makes her unique in the fandom: She's a (functional) stoner and sex obsessed (like her parents). I suppose her self-harm is also an added quality I gave her. She is not your 'Wednesday', and she doesn't have to be.-

Afterburn Donovan/Sheriff Galpin was never in pursuit of her, even though he found her magnetic/charming. Once again, you didn't do your fucking due diligence. It was all AB Wednesday

The Nightshades all fuck each other too, and there are/will be forthcoming stories of actual sexual abuse in there as well (and I'm reminded of Wednesday's attempted rape, but that was a Deleted Scene). People will find SOMETHING sexually disturbing in it, I guarantee you (I mean, unless literal shit eating is your thing). But none of it is intended to be a didactic treatise on fucking old men or fucking underage teens. People of sound minds understand this about erotic fiction/smut, and understand that the relationship is not to be emulated out here in the real world.

Why the fuck do I have to tell this to you? Do you lack common sense?

You sound like this charmer, whose post I've had in my drafts because I wanted to stew on it before I reblogged it but I've decided to just screen it because that shit doesn't deserve a reblog and this is the perfect time to address it:

Not me (screencap for those w/dark mode)⤵️

Clearly this fuckhead⤴️ does not understand fiction and wants to compel other Weemsday people not to fantasize about student-teacher relationships when it is a HUGE FUCKING TROPE (so goddamn huge that Jenna goddamn Wednesday Ortega starred in a whole ass movie about it). And to that I have to tell this author to fuck the fuck off, and once they've fucked off, they can fuck back on to fuck off again with a goddamn fuck yourself boomerang.

I have always, always been anti-censorship in the arts and sciences. I was born into it; my father was/is a polymath scientist/artist/writer/carpenter who immersed himself in banned books and world erotica when he was young. (BTW, my Dad also had a big collection of Henry Miller's books, which I guess might be another reason I'm kind of stuck on Miller's Girl. I'd read Miller when I was younger than Cairo Sweet.) I learned the value of artistic freedom of expression early in life (by the age of 5), and carried that with me through high school when they tried to censor me there as well (for writing a lesbian-themed poem; I was also featured in my state's big name newspaper for my anti-censorship dissent when a sex educator came to visit our high school and some parents got upset over that). I never took being censored in the arts lying down, especially when it came to my own sexual expression as a youth. And yes, I had sexual expression very young, I've been writing smut since the second grade. My followers know this, or should.

My father isn't perfect, but he introduced me to some of the greats who utilized the English language to entertain and sometimes horrify, particularly to the ones whoses voices some shitbag somewhere tried to silence. (I was taken to meet Allen Ginsberg when I was 14, then a few years later I met with him again at my university. ...Damn, that was 30 years ago now. I'm fucking old.)

You're one of those types though, aren'tcha? A moralizing shitbag type who wants to tell people what to do. Imma tell you what I was going to tell that other moralizing shitbag I capped above: It's called freedom of expression, both creative and sexual. When you bring fantasy closer to our moral reality, you start to lose your grip on reality when considering the fantasy. That's why you're too bothered by the subject matter. You fully believe that our moral codes and rules should apply to a fantasy world where people shapeshift, make things move with their telekinetic powers, and make it possible to fucking resurrect a goddamn 400 year old corpse via black magic.

I'm not sure who it is you think you're protecting here. What is your purpose, in screaming about these underage pairings? Did you think that some fresh-faced 10-year-old is going to read Afterburn and think, "WELL HOT DAMN, I NEED TO GET ME SOME OLD BASTARD COP DICK ✨RIGHT NOW 😭😭😭💖✨!"? Same goes for the Weemser, for scolding the underage teens who write Weemsday. Go get that boomerang.

TLDR for the both of you et al;