daemon

There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand

[foxtea]

Frankenstein study.

[grandgeodethunder]

[lepetitghostcat]

Let me be your shelter

A world with no more night

And you always beside me

To hold me and to hide me

Help i cannot stop thinking about this movie (and cannot resist but to add all i ask of you lyrics but it's matches them so much). Also idk should i clarify that the pattern between the wings is a really heavy stylization of a spine??? Anyway now you know

[menasimagination]

he's drowning his maker in the sims

[doinkydude]

Now, you must unmake me

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Nitya Prakash

[fcirfolk]

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

[aamonlicious]

Elizabeth & the Creature 🦋

[ashesofprometheus]

[  voice  ]  sender  tries  to  speak  to  receiver  and  fails — from vedia!

He is a ghost, lingering in shadows. A figure in the corner of the eye, gone before there's a second glance. He's travelled far, across vast oceans and great landscapes, never staying too long in one place lest the locals get too curious and ask too many questions.

Assumptions surrounding his strange appearance have made him a soldier, suffering catastrophic injuries to his face and body. He would neither confirm or deny these whispers, simply decide it was time to move on to the next place on the map which piqued his interest.

Recent travels have washed him to the shores of New England, in particular a township nestled in a cove. He thinks it's perhaps a little peculiar, the folk are somewhat superstitious, although for those people who spend their lives upon the sea he supposes that this isn't unusual.

Coeur's Cove has been his home for a little over a month, he keeps himself to himself and bothers no-one. The proprietor of the playhouse taking pity on the old soldier, offering him lodgings and employment after hours in his establishment, Adam's great strength proving invaluable in moving scenery and heavy lighting.

He enjoys the theater as much as he enjoys getting lost in books, and here he can watch unnoticed from the catwalks overhead. Every night there is a performance, Adam is there.

This particular night's performance had its curtain call over an hour ago. The hum of the audience faded into peaceful quiet, and the lights had been replaced by darkness. This left Adam to carry out his nightly duties unseen, taking less care to hide his unusual appearance as he would beyond the safety of the theatre walls. No scarf to conceal his face, nor the long coat which draped over his elongated frame. He dressed comfortably and modestly as would any man of the time involved in manual labour. The patchwork of his face and forearms plain to see, however as he worked alone, there would be no-one to bear witness to it.

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She's not supposed to be here, no one is supposed to be here. And yet she's stood before him, eyes wide and with words stuck in her throat. Or maybe it's a scream. She would be forgiven if it were, startled by the strangest of strangers late at night anyone would probably react in the same manner.

"F-forgive me.." he stammers in a hushed tone, and backing away slowly into the shadows from where he'd emerged. "My presence has alarmed you. I- I shall take my leave."

[the-angry-acrobat]

HAPPY INTERNATIONAL ASEXUALITY DAY (LATE AF BECAUSE NO ONE TOLD ME BUT ANYWAY LETS FUCKING GOOO) 🖤🩶🤍💜

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Melissa Cox

[busyw0man]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆     𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝

𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬  -  send  ‘reverse’  for  the  sender  and  receiver  to  swap.  adjust  wording  as  needed!

[  recognition  ]  sender  stops  short  when  they  see  receiver,  like  the  world  needs  a  second  to  catch  up

[  double  take  ]  sender  walks  past  receiver  before  realizing,  then  turns  back  too  fast

[  breath  ]  sender  stares  at  receiver  in  disbelief,  forgetting  how  to  breathe

[  hesitant  ]  sender  takes  a  step  toward  receiver,  then  pauses,  unsure  if  they’re  allowed

[  voice  ]  sender  tries  to  speak  to  receiver  and  fails

[  hug  ]  sender  pulls  receiver  into  a  tentative  hug  that  tightens  like  it’s  been  waiting  years

[  forehead  ]  sender  rests  their  forehead  gently  against  receiver’s

[  laugh  ]  sender  laughs  mid-embrace,  tears  slipping  out  at  the  same  time

[  hands  ]  sender  cups  receiver’s  face  or  grips  their  arms  like  proof  this  is  real

[  silent  ]  sender  and  receiver  stand  together  without  speaking,  just  breathing  the  same  air

[  unsure  ]  sender  hovers  close,  unsure  whether  to  hug  again  or  step  back

[  scent  ]  sender  breathes  in  receiver  like  memory  made  real

[  tension  ]  sender  lets  out  a  soft,  incredulous  laugh  that  breaks  the  moment  open

[  touch  ]  sender  squeezes  receiver’s  hand

[  presence  ]  sender  stays  close  to  receiver,  finding  that  just  being  there  is  enough

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝  i  can’t  believe  it’s  really  you.  ❞

❝  i  thought  about  this  moment  more  times  than  i  can  count.  ❞

❝  you  look…  the  same.  a  little  different.  still  the  same,  though.  ❞

❝  i  didn’t  realize  how  much  i  missed  you  until  now.  ❞

❝  i  didn’t  know  it  would  feel  like  this.  ❞

❝  i  was  afraid  you  wouldn’t  be  here.  ❞

❝  i’ve  waited  a  long  time  for  this.  ❞

❝  i  don’t  know  what  to  say,  i  just—  ❞

❝  i  didn’t  think  i’d  ever  see  you  again.  ❞

❝  you’re  really  here.  ❞

❝  i  held  onto  the  idea  of  you.  ❞

❝  i  didn’t  know  how  much  i  needed  this.  ❞

❝  it  feels  like  coming  home.  ❞

❝  i  never  stopped  missing  you.  ❞

❝  i  thought  i’d  moved  on.  i  hadn’t.  ❞

❝  i  don’t  want  to  let  go  again.  ❞

❝  you’re  still  my  person.  ❞

❝  i  kept  hoping.  ❞

❝  i  don’t  care  how  long  it’s  been.  ❞

❝  seeing  you  makes  everything  else  fade.  ❞

❝  i’ve  carried  you  with  me  this  whole  time.  ❞

❝  i  didn’t  realize  how  much  space  you  left  behind.  ❞

❝  i  don’t  need  answers  right  now.  just  this.  ❞

❝  we’re  here.  that’s  what  matters.  ❞

[violaobanion]

FRANKENSTEIN (2025) dir. Guillermo del Toro

[skatik]

Her gentle touch

[muirin007]

"When I looked around I saw and heard of none like me. Was I, then, a monster, a blot upon the earth, from which all men fled and whom all men disowned?”

-The Creature, Frankenstein

[muirin007]

Some Liz 'n Adam ballpoint pen scribbles I forgot to post! I'm probably going to make the top right one into a bigger, full piece. They need to be fine. They need to kiss and be fine. I need them to kiss and be fine.

[tvandfilm]

Frankenstein dir. Guillermo del Toro | 2025