#frxnkenstcin

[scarlettlcwe]

frxnkenstcin wants to play with me.

“As long as this place KEEP the WIFI, I’ll be playing   Flappy Bird.”

[killervagiina-archive-blog]

positivity: borrowedparts, frxnkenstcin, orvanity

SEND ME URLS | ALWAYS ACCEPTING

@borrowedparts​RING RING take a look at this everyone bc this is my platonic wife here!! we talked a lot previous to her making her kyle blog and we just ???? what a lovely, lovely person. we have a million threads and we’re planning like a million more but omgg i know i make a lot of angsty replies and headcanons and OBVIOUSLY AIM TO MAKE U SUFFER but i promise that i do it out of love <3

@frankenstcin​KIMBERLY IS MY FRIEND WIFE AND I LOVE HER SO MUCH okay but like her writing is so incredible?? i just love her and her characterization for ALL OF her blogs & she’s just perfection. i don’t think i’ve ever had anyone make me laugh as hard as i have with kimberly & she’s just a sweetheart. i consider her one of my best friends on here and aa a a  a i just love her so much and our threads, although they’ve just started and there’s not too much to them-- i adore them and they make me go “AAAAAAA” every time i read them ;v;

@orvanity​what a sweetpea tbh-- we haven’t really interacted as of yet but they just seem so sweet and their madison is awesome and i really do hope we can interact more ! c:

[killervagiina-archive-blog]

I HAVE ONE. ONE ICON OF HIM SMILING

@ ryan murphy;        wyd homie

[killervagiina-archive-blog]

( * | @frxnkenstcin !! )

tawny gaze is pulled downwards, fixated on the book at hand. it wasn’t EXTRAORDINARILY advanced or anything in the slightest––– almost quite the contrary actually. it was a classic children’s book, one she had bought while wandering through the city. not for her own benefit, but for kyle’s. should he REJOIN SOCIETY like she wanted him to, then he must start somewhere, right? right. so she decided to take it slow, through books. of course, she knew that he probably wasn’t able to read it by himself, so of course, through parted lips she recited what was on the pages, gaze gracing inky black lettering as she told stories of KNIGHTS and PRINCESSES and of their villainous counterparts.

the breeze blew through the trees out front, along the street sides. occasionally a particularly ROUGH breeze would blow through, brushing zoe’s hair into her face. yet she continued, simply ignoring the action and lifting her hand to sweep the locks away and continue reading aloud. in all honesty zoe was completely CONTENT, with kyle’s head nestled comfortably in her lap and her free hand pressed into the soft grass. she could stay there forever. she pauses after saying a particularly simple word, bird. she glances down at him, her eyebrows raising slightly.

                          ❛ –––how about that word. can you say that? ❜

[killervagiina-archive-blog]

you are, in fact, my favorite zoe in the world. my first friend for kyle on here and the first person to plot with my kyle. you're so patient, your graphics are beautiful, and i just adore you in every way. I love your account so much and hope your reign of ELEGANCE and BEAUTY with zoe doesn't stop too short. luv u bb

tell me what you think of my portrayal@frxnkenstcin

okay but like literally??? i wasnt gonna reply to this just so i could just save it in my askbox forever. you’re such a sweetie and i’d be lying if i didn’t say that you were one of my first friends here and i hope that it stays that way forever, even if we don’t talk nearly as much anymore. i absolutely adore everything about your blog, and you’re such a lovely person to talk to and literally almost everything you say makes me laugh, or at the very least smile. your threads are so interesting to read, regardless of who they’re with, and i just. you’re so amazing. i love u too bb <3

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HE HAD SO MANY HOPES AND DREAMS LIKE ???? fuck i’m sad.

SAME  @ ryan murphy: wtf  why do you kill all of the good people w/  hopes and dreams like moira and and kyle

[bloodymaryeunice]

                                         frxnkenstcin

       The first time Mary Eunice saw Kyle Spencer, she thought he was one of those stupid brainless people that were thrown in the woods when she fed them late at night. Yes, she was bothered with it, she wasn't born to be a nanny of HORRID creatures. The second time she saw Kyle, her mind changed; for some reason in her mind she could see him as a pet. She remembered the days back on the orphanage when she wanted a pet, she wanted a lion. But there was no way in  HELL to find a lion and hide it in orphanage, or even stuffed animals, yes, every Christmas she waited anxiously to receive  a stuffed lion, but instead of that, Santa Klaus only gave her socks and tangerines.

           The third time she saw Kyle, she started looking at him as the pet she had wanted for so long. Yes she was mean to him sometimes, maybe it was her rage she had kept for all those people making her the clown of the court.

           And now, she was in love with Kyle, seeing him as her favorite human pet on her life, and never wishing to hurt him. He's especial and only hers. Now she found herself adoring his presence, his touches, everything about Kyle. Because he is hers

                                          LITTLE LION.  

[bloodymaryeunice]

frxnkenstcin

         Mary Eunice in silence as usual walking without be noticed, arrived at Spencer's cell. After the small trip on the woods she still carrying on her hand the bucket of meat, picking the key from her pocket slowly opening his cell. It was all dark, and she let the bucket fall on the floor in purposed. "My little pet is feeling lonely this night?" Slamming the door behind her, looking at Kyle with a huge smile on her face, letting her dimples showing up at her cheeks, making her facial expression seems more angelic. "I've brought food for you." Then she kick the bucket make it slide towards Kyle.          "From now on, you'll be in diet." Which means he have to eat that raw meat. Making herself in home she sat on his bed, swaying her own feet, watching her favorite patient of Briarcliff. Kyle Spencer.