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[Wolf - Raven] [Wednesday series fanfic] [Wenclair]

[Wolf - Raven] [Wednesday series fanfic] [Wenclair]

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Aug 12, 2026
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LGBTQIA+
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Coming Out and Self-Acceptance
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After the battle with Crackstone, Wednesday begins to feel a strange feeling in her stomach whenever she is around her roommate. When Wednesday arrives back at Nevermore, she must confront not only her growing feelings for her roommate, but an ancient power that lies dormant in her bloodline. This fanfic will be an AU/rewrite of season two of Wednesday, so you'll still see some faces from season two, but different shit will go down 😉 !!!WARNING!!! This fanfic may contain topics that would make people uncomfortable, such as gore, violence, underage drinking, smut and self-harm If any of these topics make you uncomfortable, then please do not force yourself to read The characters have been aged up to 18 years old for this fanfic
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"Fine," she said. "If you won't take me seriously like this, I'll go put on my mafia outfit." Sloane squinted at her. "Your what?" "My mafia outfit." Before either of them could stop her, Lila jumped off the bed and ran out of the room. ____ Three minutes later, Lila came back. And Blair nearly spat out her coffee. Because apparently, "mafia outfit" meant she had dressed entirely in black-black cargo pants, a black long-sleeve shirt, black socks, and... Sunglasses. Inside. At breakfast time. Lila stood in the doorway like she had just stepped out of the world's least threatening action movie. "Well?" Sloane looked at her for a long moment. Then at Blair. Then back at Lila. "...No." Lila frowned. "What do you mean no?!" "I mean you look like a twelve-year-old trying to rob a gas station."

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