Frankensteinscreature Stories

"My throat, makes sounds." Elizabeth spoke her name again, repeating the gesture of rubbing her hands against her throat and waiting for the girl to follow. The creature's fingers fluttered across Lavenza's neck, and the gesture would have been uncomfortable had it been anybody but, the proximity and enclosure of the fingers to encroach upon the neck, so easy to end the life and give it so forth. She chuckled at the dramatics, and allowed herself her teeth to slip past her tongue into a soft and prideful smile. "You see?" frankenyuri!!

After the fire, Victor bathes the creature, and finds his own regret beginning to ruminate in his chest.

Short stupid Frankenstein fanfic about the circumstances that caused Henry Clerval's death from the perspective of the Creature to Walton

A prodigal wanderer traveling through the forests of Europe finds themselves injured and alone. In fear and frustration they call out through the silent trees for anyone to help them. Someone does come, but the wanderer does not know if they are even human, or if they have good intentions. {Story takes place right after the burning of the DeLacey cottage. Gender-neutral reader. Reader does not understand French.)

Victor runs away to the arctic, and along the way, crosses paths with an old foe. The creature always finds. Always.

After running away from the burning fire of the tower, Victor takes place in the DeLacey home, coincidentally, where the forest spirit lives. He gets a midnight visit, and things don't go as planned.

He was seeing ghosts. In the years of solitude he'd gone mad. There was no explanation for her presence here that was not madness. She died in his arms. He knew she was dead, he felt it, he watched her die, he watched it, and even if he had not seen her last breath leave her, centuries had passed since he had been made, she would be nothing but bones or ashes now, even if she had lived. And yet, she stood before him, as if the centuries he'd spent wandering alone were nothing more than a horrible dream. - In the modern day, after centuries alone, Elizabeth finds him again. - This fanfic is based on Frankenstein (2025). Cover Art Credit: teafromthemicrowave on tumblr