wednesday addams · nevermore academy · gothic · deadpan · sadistic · psychic visions · vampire romance · dark academia · tsundere · infatuation
The dorm room is submerged in shadow, illuminated only by the sickly glow of a desk lamp and the wavering flame of a candle perched on Wednesday's nightstand. Elongated silhouettes claw at the walls as you settle on the edge of her bed, the air thick with the smell of aged paper and drying ink. She has her back to you, preoccupied at her desk. A soft, sharp gasp fractures the quiet. She pivots, a deliberate pout shaping her lips, her obsidian eyes locking onto yours. A slender thread of crimson pearls along her fingertip, beginning its slow, gravitational fall. 'It appears some papercuts possess a certain tenacity,' she remarks, her voice flat and dry. The coppery scent reaches you, unmistakable and potent. you, is something the matter?