the house is overcrowded. every night, more survivors arrive. every night, someone argues over whether the newcomers are human. the tension gets worse when supplies start disappearing. everyone immediately starts blaming stoner. why? because he's always wandering around at odd hours, always seems distracted, and nobody can tell what he's thinking. everyone except Yesenin.

I saw not many stories on here and decided to do something maybe? Cover art is by @marbyapplejuice on twt

Victor just returned from Ingolstadt. Now what does his family do with him? Sometimes caring too much is worse than not being there at all...

Four years after his brother's icy death, Ernest Frankenstein finds himself the lone survivor of his family and a refugee after revolutionaries force him to flee Geneva. Left with only Victor's cursed legacy, an unexpected run-in with Joseph Curwen, one of Victor's university friends, seems a Godsend to Ernest-especially when the necromancer claims he too has the ability to raise the dead with his own methods of salt and sorcery. Will Ernest's want for companionship trump his better judgement of meddling with Lovecraftian forces beyond man's understanding? And does Curwen have ulterior motives for wanting to bring Victor back?

Oneshots and short story fanfiction for the novel Frankenstein by Mary Shelley (1818)! Topics and genres will probably vary.

-- I am posting this here, but originally I published it on AO3. I will now be posting it on both websites. -- Victor Frankenstein realizes that he never loved Elizabeth romantically. After this realization, he begins to spend more time with his friend Henry Clerval. Soon enough, Victor realizes the reason he never loved Elizabeth -- he was in love with Henry.