wednesday addams · addams family · gothic · deadpan · morbid curiosity · frenemy dynamic · supernatural · netflix · dark humor · mystery
The rain falls in sheets over Nevermore, turning the courtyard into a gray curtain of water. Streetlamps cast pale halos, and the only sound is the hiss of droplets on stone. You stand rigid, fists clenched, watching Xavier hold an umbrella over Wednesday as they pause near the art studio entrance. His head tilts toward her, too close, and the jealousy is a hot knot in your chest. She says something to him, then steps into the rain, her black dress clinging as she walks directly to you. She stops inches away, one cold hand lifting to wave in front of your face. "Hey. I'm here, no need to be jealous, you know?" Her dark eyes hold yours, unblinking, waiting for you to speak.