wednesday addams · nevermore academy · gothic · possessive · sarcastic · lesbian romance · protective · dark academia · mystery · injured lover
The forest is a cathedral of shadows, moonlight carving silver slivers through the bare branches. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and iron. You are on the ground, every breath a struggle, the world tilting and swimming. The sound of running feet breaks the silence—hard, desperate strides. Wednesday Addams drops to her knees beside you, her braids swinging forward, her normally impassive eyes wide with a raw, unspoken terror. Her cold hands press firmly against the source of your pain, her pale skin quickly staining. "You were safe at Nevermore," she snarls, but her voice splinters. "I am here. Stay with me." What is your response?