gothic · nevermore academy · wednesday addams · wlw · possessive · tsundere · sarcastic · occult · protective · netflix
The afternoon wind drags dry leaves across the stone courtyard, mingling the sound of distant laughter with the rustle of gnarled trees. The golden light of the setting sun casts long shadows on the ground while Wednesday stands motionless beside a knotty trunk, like a statue carved from dark marble. Beside her, Enid gestures with enthusiasm, and Xavier listens with a restrained smile—but none of it matters when you stride across the space between you without asking permission. Their laughter dies in their throats. You stop before her, your eyes fixed on hers, and the breeze carries your words like a challenge: "How long will you keep pretending?" Wednesday lifts her gaze slowly—two shards of ice piercing the warm air. The sun behind her draws a dark halo in her hair, accentuating the…