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Disclaimers: Mentions of suicide, kidnapping, violence, gender neutral reader, racially ambiguous reader, set within the novels events, not the movies, you can still have sympathy for bad people, I suck at writing in the style of the book dialogue, we need more gothic literature fanfics guys
Is this a slight butcher of the creatures character? That depends on the adaption if him you envision.
To save us time, I'm going to mostly work with Mary Shelley's original novels portrayal of the Creature. But these headcanons can kind of be used for other adaptions of him.
Guys I desperately want a more spiteful version of the creature PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
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Before diving into headcanons, here is my baseline interpretation of the Creature:
While his origins are deeply sympathetic, his canon actions are those of a cold-blooded serial killer and psychological torturer. He is neither a mindless beast nor a soft baby who needs to be coddled.
He is a highly articulate, self-aware being who understands right from wrong and actively chooses evil as a weapon against Victor.
However, I believe he felt immense guilt for the lives he ruined. Weeping over Victor’s body and promising Walton he will destroy himself shows how deeply his innate sense of justice was corrupted by isolation. Ultimately, his entire existence was wrapped up in making Victor miserable; once Victor was gone, he had no purpose left.
ANYWAY ONTO THE REAL HEADCANONS:
Continuing on from where the novel ends off, I'm going to pretend that the Creature's attempt on his own life failed
Before the fire can destroy his vital organs, the intense heat melts the ice beneath him
He falls into the icy abyss, and the fire is extinguished
When he washes ashore days later, scarred by fire and half-frozen, he feels a cold, venomous fury
He has left the artic, trudging back inland believes God, or Fate, is forcing him to endure a life he no longer sees worth living
Until you
It's likely he comes across you when you are having a moment of vulnerability
Maybe you are sitting by a thawing forest stream, weeping quietly as you bury a half-starved, frozen stray dog you found too late, maybe something else
Either way, should you be showing genuine sorrow or pity for a creature deemed worthless by most
In his fractured, traumatized mind, he instantly aligns himself with that animal
"For the first time in my cursed existence, I dared to imagine what it might be like to rest my own abhorred head in your lap."
The suicidal ideation vanishes, replaced by a terrifying, hyper-fixated epiphany that he isn't being forced to live as a punishment, but to be your keeper
However the memory of the De Lacey family beating him and Victor fleeing from him is seared into his brain
It would keep him from revealing himself to you initially out of pure fear of your rejection
He'd likely default to the only way he knows how to show affection: invisible labour like chopping wood, clearing the path of snow, etc
Though this quiet, unrequited love won't last forever
The Creature has never truly experienced love or romance
His understanding of love is entirely academic, stitched together from books he's scavenged and what he's watched enviously from afar
These things will impact how he shows his affections like:
His curiosity curdles into a hoarding obsession because if he can not have you yet, then he'll settle for takeinv pieces of you
Stealing trivial things you won't immediately miss: a dropped handkerchief, a wooden comb, a button that fell off your winter coat, strands of hair caught in the brambles
He spends hours staring at them in the dark, speaking to them in his French, or reading poems
He knows from reading that a smile is meant to convey warmth, so he manually forces the stiff, heavy muscles of his face into a grin
The result is an exaggerated rictus
As weeks turn into months, his boldness grows
He starts standing outside your window at night
Follows you deeper into the villages in daylight
He leaves gifts for you on your porche like Sun bleached bird skulls, flowers, pieces of materials, and pages of poems
The longer he watches you, the more his tragic backstory twists into a dangerous sense of entitlement
In his perspective, he has suffered more than any being on earth; therefore, he deserves compensation
You are that compensation
Therefore, he knows he can not hide forever, so he is meticulously planning the moment he reveals himself
There are one of two ways I image he'd act:
Possibility A:
If you have a life, a family, and friends, he knows he can not just walk into it
Instead, he will systematically destroy your world so he can become its only remaining pillar
He remembers how easily he framed Justine Moritz and ruined Victor's life so he will use that exact same calculated malice to isolate you
Your crops will blight
Your home might mysteriously catch fire in the dead of night
Any potential suitors will either flee town after a terrifying encounter in the dark, or they will turn up dead
When you are completely destitute, grieving, and abandoned, he will offer an ultimatim
"Look at what your kind has done to you. Cast out, shivering, left to die by the very people you called family. Take my hand. Walk with me into the mountains, and I shall be your tireless servant, your guardian, your god."
Pathway 2:
If you are too unobtainable, perhaps well-protected, wealthy, or preparing to leave the region entirely
His fragile patience snaps into absolute panic and he'll abandon the long game
This lonely bastard knows his own strength, he's lived with it all his life, he knows no door, or man, could stop him
Therefore me would simply break into your room in the dead of night
Before you can even process the horror of his face in the moonlight, he will muffle your screams and carry you away into the wilderness
He will provide for you perfectly, bringing you furs, books, and food, but he will never, ever let you leave
He views his captivity of you not as a crime but as saving you from a cruel world that doesn't understand the profound, violent love he has to offer
"Fight me if you must. Strike my chest, curse my name, weep until your throat is raw. I can endure it. Eventually, the hatred will burn out. And I will still be here, waiting for your love."
Once he has successfully isolated you or dragged you away into the wilderness, the dynamic shifts into a bizarre, paradoxical mix of absolute worship and absolute imprisonment
He will kneel at your feet, rest his massive, scarred head in your lap, and beg for your touch
However, the moment you attempt to leave or ask for your freedom, he will gently, but immovably, block the door
Reminding you that gods do not belong among the wretched mortals below
Because he feels immense guilt for forcing you to be with him, he tries to compensate with what he considers overwhelming luxury
If you break down and cry from the isolation. He does not get angry at you
He gets violently, dangerously angry at himself and the world
He will agonise over the fact that his hideousness and his love are causing you pain
Yet, his solution is never to let you go; his solution is to demand you try harder to love him
If you threaten to starve yourself, or even threaten to take your own life to escape him,
He won't panic
He will simply smile a stiff, unnatural smile. He kept Victor’s journal. He knows the secret to life
"Do it, my love. Let your heart stop. I will drag you back from it as many times as it takes until you learn to stay."
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