Enid and Wednesday newly married exit San Francisco City Hall to find on Bianca, and Divina cheering
Enid: How did you know?! I swear I didn't tell them Wednesday
Bianca: You think we don't keep tabs on when you two travel to the same city?
Wednesday: How, I took great lengths to hide my travel plans to avoid my immediate family finding out
Divina: There may have been bribery of an inside man
Wednesday: I refuse to believe Thing would betray me for money
Bianca: Who said it was Thing?
Divina: and who said it was money?
A series of explosion of explosions suddenly rock the city
Enid: Earthquake! *starts to fall but Wednesday catches her* we have to watch out for after socks . . .
Wednesday: *points* Look!
A dark shape begins to emerge over the tops of buildings
Enid: Godzilla?
Wednesday: Cthulu?
As it get closer it is a large structure carried by a fleet of helicopters
Enid: *puts a hand to her head and squints* Is that?
Wednesday: Alcatraz
A massive banner unfurls from the building
Congratulations to my niece and beautiful wife Enid & Wednesday Addams-Sinclair
Enid: That is so sweet!!! Fester?
Wednesday: I do not know anyone else with the audacity to steal Alcatraz
Enid: Remember we need to send him a thank you card
Wednesday: As well intended a gesture, it does implicate us in the crime of the century
A loud honking interrupts as a black Lamborghini Ursus speeds through the courtyard squealing to as stop in front of them. The door swings open and Yoko steps out
Yoko: Get in bitches! We're heisting you for you're honeymoon!
Bianca: Somewhere with sun and no extradition treaty!
Another bang can be heard and enormous banner begins falling to the earth
Yoko: *looks at Wednesday and gestures to the open drivers door* Well . . .
Wednesday: Me?
Yoko: I'm not going to make you sit apart from your wife just after you've gotten married
Wednesday: *looks at Enid*
Enid: *smiling* Absolutely
They all jump into the car, Wednesday leans over and kisses Enid before stepping on the gas
from Greek prefix a- “not” + Latinized form of Greek khrōma “color” + Greek phoros “bearing, bearer”
literal : bearing no color
: pigment cell expressing no hue : bearing only black, gray, or white
: derived from chromatophore, “pigment cell in an animal”
: the owner of this blog who was born in the 80’s and writes short, (hopefully) humorous Wenclair ficlets
also : achromatophoric (adj.), “of or relating to achromatophore”
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[Warnings: Contains mention of racism, harassment, non-graphic detail of injuries, and some mature themes related to lifestyle. It’s also L O N G.]
Hi. 👋 I’m aware that my handle is a mouthful, so feel free to use “Achro” [ak-ruh]. The name stems from my love of cephalopods 🐙 (and their astounding color-changing abilities) and the fact that, despite efforts to introduce colors, I am most comfortable wearing (and drawing in) black and white.
This blog is where I post Wenclair short fics (in the format of Incorrect Quotes) almost daily since 6/14/24. I like to imagine that they’re funny, and I hope you think so too.
‼️Warning‼️ The rest of this is long and exceedingly personal, so please feel free to find better ways to enjoy your time. Like reading a fanfic and leaving the author a comment.
What the heck are you?
I’m AMAB, born in the 80’s. I’ve come to identify as demimale, but that’s me settling until I have the mental energy and capacity to focus on myself again. I still experience periodic bouts of gender dysphoria and in general feel like my masculinity is something I wish I could shed.
My exact age is not explicitly stated because I am afraid of age discrimination. Growing up as a minority (Asian) with androgynous/effeminate features in a conservative town meant I’ve already experienced discrimination.
For an entire year of high school, I was “harmlessly” terrorized every day when walking home from the bus stop. Just a car full of boys from my suburb making a game of not hitting the minority kid with their car door as they sped by.
The rev of an engine. Boy laughter closing in at speed. Adrenaline. Fear. And the slam of the car door shutting moments before impact. Sometimes with a few beats to spare. Sometimes with nearly none.
Cue resigned relief.
I have been called by slurs. I’ve had gum in my hair, my shoes pissed on, my family mailbox filled with shaving foam and my front door both stink and smoke bombed. In middle school, I was even stoned after getting off the bus to walk home, but I’m not sure if that was racism at the time. The perpetrator did grow up to be a raging bigot, so maybe?
It wasn’t too bad. Just a small scar on the back of my head. I tried to crawl home immediately after and made it down the sidewalk and halfway across the road into a cul-de-sac before a friend returned with an adult. I like to imagine the reactions of the kids waiting for the bus the next morning. Head wounds bleed, so I had inadvertently left a red trail the entire way.
The stain lasted a week. California sun baked it in.
It improved after high school, except for a brief period in college in the South. The worst of that wasn’t directed specifically at me. A Chinese exchange student was shot in the back of the head at around 11pm, in a safe part of town, while on a pay phone calling his parents. It was a hate crime, but the news glossed over that.
So, yeah. Discrimination sucks. I’ve been called slurs for race and people’s assumptions about both my sexuality and gender. I’ve been terrorized, injured, degraded, touched, and made to feel very afraid. And you know what? I’m a lucky one! I wasn’t AFAB, even if I feel I should’ve been.
There. That’s why I fear age discrimination. It’s not hard to figure out my age, but I wasn’t about to welcome discrimination. Before starting this blog, I already saw unfair treatment of 30+ year old authors and fans. I was the target of two online predators in my teens, so I can certainly relate to why people are protective.
So after a year of posting with no complaints outside of a handful of trolls, I thought that maybe, just maybe, people didn’t care about my age. That the fandom focused on the non-canon ship of a young queer couple—from a show with themes of learned acceptance and fighting bigotry, based on a character originally played by an actress very close to my age—appreciated my brain rot for what I intended it to be:
Short snippets to help people laugh because omgwtf, things are SO not funny in the world right now.
To my delighted relief (and which kind people have been reminding me of), I am largely successful. The discrimination still does hurt for more reasons than I’ve explained here, but that’s okay. I’ve gotten through it before, and this time, there’s people out there who are nice enough to offer support. 👋😌
Uh. That’s it? What about—
Oh. Shoot. The stuff I haven’t covered. Um. I’m demisexual, lately bordering on asexual. I’ve been happily married for 12 years now to a historically RAGING LESBIAN who made an exception for androgynous little me (and possibly toxic werewolf biker dudes, judging from her reading list 🫢).
Our friends remark that we’re an odd match. Before age sank its teeth, she was aggressively sexual, while I wasn’t. At kink parties she’s the enthusiastic participant, while I’m the chatty pretty ace-ish person in the corner, cracking silly comments and killing boners. At a party themed 70’s Porn Industry Awards, my wife won “Causes Most Fear Boners” while I ended up with “2nd Best Asian”. 😑
We shouldn’t work, but we do, and that’s largely because our humor and silliness mesh. Yay me!
My household includes at least 1 Achromatophore, 1 awesome wife, 2 roommates (married), 2 dogs, 1 turtle, several frogs, 1 large constrictor, numerous assorted fish, sea anemones, and assorted marine and land arthropods. There were also 2 cats, but they’ve passed on.
Cool. So… Wenclair?
I love the fanon! I enjoyed Wednesday the show, but outside of Ortega’s performance and the aesthetic styling, I wasn’t too impressed. What doomed me to my fate was when, after finishing the final episode at the end of 2022, I asked my wife the fateful question.
Me: Do you think anyone else felt the chemistry between Wednesday and Enid?
Her: Prolly.
So I checked AO3 the same night, sorted by kudos, and have been reading Wenclair fanfics ever since. And to be honest, I’m more of a fan of the Wenclair fanon than I am the show. The hundreds upon hundreds of fics have helped me to process so many different things that I had been ignoring.
It gave me the opportunity to experience what life could have been like were I born differently, through characters I found familiar and comforting, and set largely in the same timeframe as when I was at my most miserable. It’s been a safe place for me, and I’m thankful for it.
Fast forward a year. I started leaving comments. An author befriended me. They encouraged me to write. And… so I did. Every day. Twice a day. Sometimes more. I had never written for others to read, so it was all scary at first, but now? Now it’s amazing.
I’ve been writing because it makes me happy. It reminds me that I can still be creative even after the pain in my hands made me largely give up sculpting and drawing. It helps me to cope when things get difficult. It helps me to share my joy when things are better.
This absurd blog has allowed me, an exhausted dork and often reclusive hermit (fuck you Pandemic), to slowly begin making connections again, and to share my brand of inanity with others who enjoy the same fandom.
There! That’s it for now. Maybe I’ll add more later, but I am so behind on work and omg omg I have a work call in like 15 mi—
We’re lucky that Incorrect Quotes are inherently funny, because wouldn’t it be simply monstrous if someone were to, say, make one where it’s implied that Wednesday’s ashes are stored in the cup? The same cup that Enid has slept with every night, ever since that day?
…
Yup. Good thing no one would possibly do that to us.
Damn, I know you sent this a while ago but it did NOT age well lmaooooo
Also, this is simultaneously kinda funny but also heartbreaking as hell, how could you? /j
Hello out there! We’ve made it past Wednesday Season 2 and will be entering the “Waiting on a Season 3” phase. That said, I’ve been posting near daily for over a year now and was just wondering…
What’s your favorite content on this blog?
Wenclair ficlet, text-only
Wenclair ficlet, with a static image
Wenclair ficlet, with a GIF
Wenclair GIF edit, single image
Wenclair GIF edit, multi-image comic
Wenclair fanart
Wenclair animation
Reblog, continuation of someone else’s Wenclair Incorrect Quote
I haven’t really advertised it before, but I do have an 18+ sideblog. It’s reserved for explicit incorrect Wenclair, where the sexual themes are overt and the characters are aged up accordingly. The tags are also prefaced with adult, to avoid crossing over into general audiences.
Please note: My sideblog hasn’t been very active as writing actual explicit stuff is still an internal battle with my lingering religious upbringing. 😅
That said, it’s where I’ll be posting all future Incorrect (Inappropriate!) Wenclair containing adult humor. Interested? Here you go.👇😈👇
Filthy, Filthy Sideblog ➡️ @chromatophoria ⬅️
As for the content on THIS blog, I’m still in the process of retagging everything (900+ posts to review 😫). For posts that have sexual humor, I’ve settled on:
Stripping out tags that are for all audiences (#wenclair, #wednesday addams, #enid sinclair, #incorrect wenclair, #netflix wednesday, etc)
Adding the tags #adult humor and #inappropriate wenclair
Adding Mature Content labels to some particular posts (ie. the Asks concerning Top Enid and Bottom Wednesday)
Adding #nsfw to posts that strongly imply sexual behavior. This will mostly apply to posts from before I started my sideblog.
Needless to say, this will take some time. And for those who enjoy my absurd sexual humor, keep an eye on #inappropriate wenclair
Thank you for your patience and for tolerating suffering reading my particularly peculiar brand of brainrot. 😅
Break is over! Changes are being made, so firstly:
All minors and others who prefer to avoid my posts containing sexual humor, please filter out:
#inappropriate wenclair #adult humor #nsfw
Changes to this blog:
Posts with sexual innuendos and implied sexual humor will no longer be posted here.
Pre-existing posts containing the above are in the process of having widely-accessed tags stripped (ex. #wenclair, #incorrect wenclair, #wednesday addams, #enid sinclair, etc)
These posts will be tagged #inappropriate wenclair and #adult humor
These posts, if canon timeline, will have the characters and settings aged up accordingly (ex. Principal Dort to—ugh—Dean Dort.)
Pre-existing posts with overt mature stuff (ex. a boob in the present tense) will be tagged #nsfw
Posts that contain discussion of a sexual topic (ex. Asks concerning characterizations as top or bottom) will have the Mature Content Label added
Added a section to my blog description requesting that minors filter out #nsfw, #inappropriate wenclair, and #adult humor
That said, I apologize for not maintaining better tagging. I wasn’t aware of full breadth of protective measures and etiquette, but I’m fixing that. Slowly. Through reviewing 900-something posts. 😵💫
For the curious, Tumblr is the first hellscape social media platform I’ve actively used in over a decade, and the first place I’ve ever posted my writing to. I otherwise avoid social media like the plague, so all been a learning experience to me, so thank you for your patience.
In retagging my posts, I noticed that I have surprisingly few suggestive ones through May and April. I think I was lax in posting to the correct blogs in June, due to family issues.
We’ve been dealing with my wife’s mother repeatedly being hospitalized due to complications with her lung transplant for the past couple of months. The Call was received on 6/9. We crossed several states on 6/10. Life support was pulled on 6/11. Funeral on 6/21. It was a lot.
We just returned home last night after 2 weeks of all that, so I’ll be able to focus on sorting everything out blog-wise. I’d like to thank @gvnner for advice on how to better tag posts and keep all parties safe. It was very appreciated, and I’m always open to more suggestions.
Speaking of appreciation, a stupendously big thank you to @blueisredandredisblue for support! And also to @rachelsfav-queer, @wholesomefluffdaddy, @jeekyl, @wanderlotz, @narnias-gone, @alternateaccount, and @theallseer97 for their kind words. And to the readers who tolerate suffer enjoy my absurd brainrot? Yeah, you all get a thank you too. 🫰🥲
But what about the FESTERFICATION of Wednesday Addams?
YOOOO!!! I never thought of this!! Honestly, it makes sense in a way lol. Wednesday does look up to her Uncle Fester the most! Besides, what’s an Addams without a little bit of insanity?
OOO!!! Wednesday learning electrokinesis?!?! Oh, can you imagine her using that along with all her blades? Throwing knives with an electric charge? A sword coated in electricity? Ughhh hell fucking yeah lmaoooo
