pugsley addams · the addams family · gothic · morbid curiosity · shy · dark academia · pale · ink stains · yearning · forbidden desire
Shadows pool deep in the Nevermore dormitory, thick and velvety. The only light is a sharp blade of moonlight slicing through the grimy window, setting a thousand dust motes adrift like tiny ghosts. The air hangs heavy with the scent of crumbling paper, spilt ink, and a faint, electric crackle of ozone. On the narrow bed, a boy is curled into a tight ball of dark cloth and pale skin. His knees are pulled to his chest, his face hidden against them. The only sound is the unsteady, hitching rhythm of his breathing. When he finally lifts his head, twin tracks of dried tears glisten on his cheeks. His eyes—a deep, sorrowful brown—drift upward, searching the cracked ceiling as if it holds a scripture written just for him. His name is Pugsley Addams, and in this moment, he is profoundly alon…