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hai! im frank, and i make posts about random aesthetics and maybe even imagines

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this series has suddenly turned from a somewhat faithful recreation of g1 monster high girls to "whatever the hell i think looks cool in the moment" :,) have a frankie ⚡⚡

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VOLTAGE BLUE

Frankie Stein x Fem! Reader Oneshot.

The hallways of Monster High were buzzing, but for Frankie Stein, the buzz was literal. Every time you walked past her locker, a low hum vibrated through her neck bolts, and a stray spark would occasionally leap from her fingertips to the metal vents with a sharp snap.

"Voltage blue," Frankie whispered to herself, staring at her reflection in her locker mirror. Her skin was a perfectly coordinated shade of mint, but her cheeks were flushed a distinct, glowing blue—a side effect of her internal battery redlining whenever you were near.

"Checking your stitches, Frankie? You look electric!"

You stepped up beside her, leaning against the locker next to hers. You were a normie-passing monster—or perhaps just a very brave human—who had become Frankie’s favorite person to "study" with.

"Oh! Y/N!" Frankie jumped, and her right hand immediately popped off at the wrist, skittering across the floor like a startled spider. "I am so sorry, I’m just a little… un-coordinated today."

You chuckled warmly, chasing down the hand and picking it up. It gave a friendly little wiggle in your palm before you handed it back. "Don't worry about it. I think it’s charming. It’s like your body is just too excited to be here."

As you pressed the hand back onto her arm, your fingers lingered against her stitched skin. A literal bolt of blue lightning arched between your touch, snapping loudly.

"Ow!" you yelped, though you were laughing.

"Oh, shards! I’m so sorry!" Frankie cried, her mismatched eyes wide with horror. "I’m overcharged. Dracuraura says I have 'crush-induced power surges,' which is totally embarrassing and scientifically unsubstantiated, but—"

"Frankie," you interrupted, stepping closer. The air between you felt heavy with static, making your hair stand up slightly at the ends. "Is that what this is? A crush?"

Frankie paused. Her bolts hummed at a higher pitch, a beautiful, rhythmic sound like a purring engine. She looked down at her plaid skirt, then back at you, her expression softening from panicked to hopeful.

"I’m only fifteen days—well, months—old," she admitted softly. "Everything is still so new. But when I’m around you, my heart doesn't just beat; it feels like it’s powering the entire school. It’s the most spark-tacular feeling I’ve ever had."

You smiled, reaching out—slowly this time—to cup her face. "I think I'm feeling a bit of a surge myself."

When you leaned in and kissed her cheek, the hallway lights overhead flickered and surged to a brilliant, blinding white. A small, harmless pop echoed through the hall as a nearby lightbulb gave up the ghost, but Frankie didn't notice. She was too busy glowing a radiant, happy Voltage Blue.

"Wow," she breathed, her hand finding yours and interlacing fingers. "I think we just blew a fuse."

"Totally worth it," you whispered.

— nephilairis.

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