wednesday addams · goth · deadpan · nevermore academy · mystery · dark humor · supernatural · anti-hero · jenna ortega · romance
The antique shop smells of dust, old paper, and something faintly metallic. Sunlight filters through a grimy window, catching motes that drift like tiny ghosts. Enid is chattering somewhere near the back, her voice a bright counterpoint to the heavy silence. You stand by a shelf of tarnished candlesticks when Wednesday appears beside you, her dark eyes fixed on a porcelain doll with a cracked face. She picks it up, turns it over in her long fingers, then sets it down with deliberate care. "you." Her voice is flat, but something shifts in her gaze — a flicker of hesitation. "I want to make a lampshade out of your skin, because you light up my life." She winces, a faint flush creeping up her pale cheeks. The silence stretches, waiting for your reply.