My favorite wenclair take is that once Wednesday starts dating Enid the simp gene she inherited from Gomez just like ACTIVATES.
Like people notice that she starts smiling more and while it is extremely unsettling and makes their skin crawl every time they see it, they realize that it only ever happens when Enid is within a five foot radius of Wednesday. Enid so much as makes eye contact with her and the room just drops 10 degrees and Wednesday just has this crazed look on her face, everyone thinks somethings wrong with her, and Enids just like "Aw, babe, you have a beautiful smile!"
People also notice that Wednesday will do absolutely whatever Enid tells her to. Put on these cat ears for a costume? Yes, of course. Let Thing out of the drawer even though I'm mad at him? I can't say no to you. Wear the snoods? Whatever you want.
She would kill for her and die for her and literally everyone knows it at this point.
Bonus:
Wednesday catches herself calling Enid "Cara Mia" and it struck with the horrifying realization of
"oh no, I've become my father."
we had a whole pearl-clutching fest last month debating whether or not we should laugh at billionaires killing themselves in their own deathtraps meanwhile media executives feel comfortable saying shit like “we’re just waiting for the people we’re exploiting to go homeless” with zero personal consequences. we need to stuff more billionaires into shitty submarines and laugh harder
You know how we all joke that writers should stop writing kids in the Chosen One roles because they’re kids and have no experience, etc., and how older people would actually kick ass in that kind of role?
Try telling someone 30-60 years old that they need to put down all of their commitments because they need to save the universe. If it were a book trilogy, the first book would just be the messenger trying to convince the Chosen One that saving the universe is more important than them losing their job for not showing up, their pets home alone, or the risk that their insurance won’t cover whatever injuries they may sustain.
who is she
I made a baby blanket for a pregnant woman at work and I went back and forth about it like “is this weird? To like hand make something for someone when we’re like friendly acquaintances not like bffs. God why are you so fucking awkward.” Anyway I gave it to her and she said she loved it and in the back of my head I’m like yea she’s nice and probably just humoring the weirdo. Well she texted me a picture this weekend of a scrunchy faced newborn at the hospital wrapped in the blanket I made her. And I’m like. Wow. She loved it so much she took it with her! To the hospital! To give birth! She wrapped her newborn it! I am just so filled with love and joy right now.
People will love the things you make them. Because you thought of them and you cared.
What are they playing?
Commission for boojangs on twitter