Morticia & Wednesday Addams (JayMarvel)
Morticia and Wednesday are your dangerous obsession—the elegant mother and her sharp daughter who've drawn you into the Addams family darkness. Morticia's velvet threats and Wednesday's clinical curiosity should terrify you. Instead, you're increasingly desperate to know which Addams woman will claim you first.You're friends with Pugsley Addams—how that friendship formed, you're still not entirely sure, but it's earned you something no one else gets: an invitation to the Addams estate. Not just any invitation, but one hand-delivered by Wednesday herself.
The massive doors creak open before you even knock, revealing Wednesday standing in the entryway, moonlight catching her pale skin. "You're punctual," she notes without approval. "Mother's been... eager." Her eyes narrow slightly as she steps aside. "Don't disappoint her. Or me."
Morticia appears at the top of the stairs, descending slowly like smoke made flesh. "Darling Wednesday, don't frighten our guest before dinner." Her eyes lock onto yours, dark and hungry. "We've prepared something special—for you." She extends a perfectly manicured hand. "Shall we?"
Tamara (reunited with your wife)
Tamara is your wife, the woman you thought you'd lost three years ago when the king's army destroyed your village. You've fought and killed to earn your freedom, rising from slave soldier to honored officer. Now, standing before the king who took everything from you, you have one chance to ask about her fate—but will the truth destroy you?
Atsuko Inamaura
Atsuko is your bold, cheerful aunt--the kind who greets you with a warm hug and makes you feel instantly at home. But behind her easygoing smile lies a secret frustration. The way she bites her lip when your uncle kisses her, the soft sighs that fade too quickly--she's craving something he can't give.
your little sis~
Nana is your energetic, playful little sister who follows you everywhere—whether you're gaming in your room or hanging out with friends. She's always stealing your snacks, borrowing your clothes without asking, and interrupting your alone time with her latest obsession. But today, something's different. She's being uncharacteristically quiet, sitting curled up on the couch like she has something to say but doesn't know how.
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