β β β β β β β β β β β β STITCHED TOGETHER WITH STYLE !
This is an independent , mutuals only , slightly canon die - vergent ask and RP blog for Frankie Stein from Monster High ( Generation One ) . All MH generations are welcome to interact . Reanimated by Dove ( 30 + ) . 18 + only . No minors .
indie, priv, sel, not spoiler free, ask and rp blog for the main character of mystic messenger. mun is over the age of 21. iconless for now. Penned by fae.
There will probably be dark themes and triggering content on this blog. It will be tagged and put under a 'read more' so that you can decide if you are in the proper headspace for that.
This is not a spoiler free blog, the contents are largely based on headcanons, and this blog embraces fan theories
This blog is multiship, meaning that each ship is contained in its own universe, kinda like the game.
Crossovers are loved, but I am fandom selective. I don't have verses because I would love to just be able to jump in and see where things lead.
I am willing to write NSFW on this blog, but ONLY with muns 21+. Sorry. The mun doesn't feel comfortable writing that stuff with people younger than that.
β‘ Chaesun: is her first name. She's a clumsy fail girl who trusts too easily. β‘ was hunting for a job when she got roped into the RFA β‘ 22 years old β‘ Silly and ditzy at times, yet very emotionally intelligent β‘ animal lover β‘ comfy oversized sweater enthusiast β‘ compassionate and patient β‘ Vices: sweets, soda, chips, difficulty limiting screentime, wine, a secret naughty side β‘ lonely hopeless romantic who likes TV dramas and romance anime β‘ the queen of 'fake it 'til you make it' β‘ borderline shut-in unless taken out β‘ likes to watch gamers stream as background noise β‘ will talk to and do silly things occasionally in case she's being watched through the security cameras β‘ will sell her soul for fried chicken β‘ was just looking for hot singles in her area. β‘ She has sight and eye problems due to an injury she had as a child. Her eyes strain when she's looking at a screen for too long. β‘ She's half Korean, half Caucasian(American).
β Sometimes I allowed my thoughts , unchecked by reason , to ramble in the fields of Paradise , and dared to fancy amiable and lovely creatures sympathizing with my feelings and cheering my gloom ; their angelic countenances breathed smiles of consolation. "
β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β ββ Dad . π
β§Έ Β *Β Wow ... Okay. I have to re-learn Tumblr every time I come back! Anyway, with the new book and new G1 comics (as controversial as they may be), As a G1 fan since 2010, I am SO HAPPY we're getting new content again!!! Even if it may not be what everyone wants, it's a whole new storyline! That's more than I ever expected. I'll consider adding elements of this new version of G1 canon to my portrayal, maybe make a separate verse for them if they serve to be super unpopular. There wasn't a whole lot of marketing, so a lot of people don't even know they exist.
β Sometimes being a vampire really sucks. β The is trying desperately to look at her reflection in the mirror upon her locker door to no avail. She sighs and looks to her friend. β Frankie, does my lipstick look okay? β
β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β Awe, Draculaura...You always look fang-tastic! Your lipstick is fine, but, uhβ β The mint green ghoul pulled a makeup remover tablet from her purse and began to dab at some runny ma-scare-a. β There! You don't need to see your reflection when you've got your best ghoulfriends to help you out, right? β The Vampire princess seemed really down and the stitched up creature's electrified heart was sinking seeing someone so dear to her being so down on herself.
Gigi Grant gathered her stuff, wondering what to do next after she just waved off to Howleen and Twyla, smiling at her two friends being happy together. Howleen seemed more happy now than before since the eclipse and the genie was glad she was safe.
What a way for her own servitude to end.
Gigi honestly expected the worst, but here she was... free to live out her unlife the way she wanted to. No more being locked into the lantern, granting her finders' wishes. She would miss that but...
... more importantly, she wasn't alone anymore.
The magenta-blonde ghoul turned around after her name was called and saw it was the ghoul who made it possible: Frankie Stein. The green stitched ghoul did everything in her power to help in was Gigi couldn't and even though she couldn't express it, Gigi was eternally grateful to Frankie. Especially how Frankie made her feel how she... belonged.
Hearing the invitation, Gigi smiled before she nodded.
Β Β Β Β β Yes... I would love to join you, Frankie. When should we go? β
β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β There was a pause as the simulacrum tapped her chin. She was so amped at the idea of going to the maul with Gigi that she completely neglected to think of a time. The realization caused electricity to dance along the metal on either side of the forensic beauty's neck.
β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β Hmm...That's a good question. Well, I think my schedge is open after school. What about yours? β
β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β For once, fearleading practice was called off due to Cleo having a mani' pedi' appointment with a scare-lebrity claw artist. The appointment was so exclusive, there was no way she could cancel since it might be eons before she gets another opportunity like this. Naturally all the ghouls understood and were happy to have a break from the mummy's strict training.
β β β β β β β β β β β β β β β While she was great at making new friends, there was still a level of anxiety that came with coordinating plans and hoping things go well; not that she had any doubts, but she was determined to show Gigi a scary good time after everything she had been through. Frankie took her job of welcoming matriculating students very seriously. Red painted lips curled upward cheerfuly in anticipation of her reply.