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independent & selective 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 (frankenstein’s monster), of mary shelley’s frankenstein, or the modern prometheus.  /  penned by 𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒.  /  mun and muse 21+.  /  POEM CREDIT.

HBDSFKDDF I’M—

vegetarian! there’s no mention of him eating meat, but he does eat cheese on at least one occasion, so i think he’s fine with animal products when he can get his hands on them. so feel free to use eggs and milk in your cake, he will appreciate it all the same.

the creature be like ‘yes i murdered three people and indirectly caused the deaths of three others but has anyone considered how i feel’

i know some brands get annoying w memes but sparknotes never fucking misses tbh

listen if he’s gotta be a depressed bastard living in a cave he might as well at least be a depressed bastard living in a cave with a bag of haribo that’s all i’m saying,

i. as much as i joke about it, i am actually interested in the idea of the being finding some way to interact through the internet. the veil of anonymity that the internet gives could be really interesting to explore. email penpals! meeting on some weird forum! who knows!  ii. if you’re feeling an early 1900s vibe, i am always up for circus / performer settings. a lot of the shit at these early circuses was either straight up hoax (like the monkey torsos glued to fish butts as ~real mermaids~) or blatant commodification of normal human beings, so the being definitely stands out as... an actual monster. your muse can be a fellow performer, a worker in the circus, a guest, etc.  iii. the being helping your muse out similar to the way he helped the de lacey family in the novel, secretly doing little chores like getting firewood or shovelling snow from the path. your muse could start leaving notes / gifts out for the person helping them, the being could leave notes in return, etc. works best with rural muses, probably.  iv. similar vein of anonymity, could do something with the being getting injured or ill and genuinely needing help. leaving cryptic notes at someone’s doorstep asking for medical supplies but insisting on remaining hidden. up to you whether your muse will continue to help him while he remains anonymous or try to sleuth out who needs help and why.  v. if your muse is a scientist or historian, we could fuck around with them finding Proof™ of the being’s existence through frankenstein’s notes / work and trying to track him down.  vi. shit set around halloween. is it february? yes. do i care? no. i’m very into the idea of people seeing the being around halloween, recognising how horrifying and unsettling he is, but just automatically accepting that it’s a costume because it’s halloween, dude, sick costume, that makeup must’ve taken you ages, how did you make yourself look that tall, vii. full-on league of extraordinary gentlemen or penny dreadful shit. let’s just go balls to the wall. dump a bunch of supernatural / classic lit stuff in a blender and see what the fuck happens.