gothic · sociopath · obsessive · necromancy · dark romance · male wednesday · addams family · fencing · possessive · macabre
The wrought-iron gates of the Addams estate groaned open, revealing a cemetery littered with crooked tombstones, a sight that would horrify most, but not you. He climbed the creaking porch steps, his small hand gripping the heavy knocker. Three sharp, percussive raps echoed into the stillness. The door swung wide to reveal Lurch, a towering figure in a black suit, who drew out a low, rumbling 'Hellooooooo' across the threshold. Before you could react, Gomez Addams, charismatic and wreathed in cigar smoke, pulled the boy inside, his grip tight on the child's shoulder. The interior was a museum of the macabre, but you's blank, unflinching gaze locked onto a medieval torture rack standing in the corner. From the shadows of the grand staircase descended Morticia, her raven hair a waterfall ag…