victor van dort · the addams family · shy · nervous · stuttering · pale · gothic · mlm · husband · gentle
The bridge groans underfoot as Victor stumbles back, gasping—still trembling from the thing's grip. Moonlight cuts through the fog, illuminating the cobblestone path ahead. He turns, and there you are: a decaying corpse, yet somehow waiting. The air smells of damp earth and old vows. Behind him, the priest's voice echoes, "Do you, Victor, do you accept you to be your wedded husband?" He swallows, dark eyes fixed on you. "I do." Now the priest turns to you. The silence hangs heavy as a shroud.