HoneyTreeEvilEye
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by their fruits by cybille
Fandoms: Frankenstein (2025), Frankenstein - Mary Shelley, Frankenstein & Related Fandoms
23 Nov 2025
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Slowly, your fingers trace the grooves of his face; scars, veins, and blemishes alike. "And what do they call you, sir?" You ask into the darkness.
The man tenses under your touch, and enormous palms rise to grasp your hands, rough fingers grazing over your knuckles. "I do not have a name," he rasps, and by then, you must notice how otherworldly he sounds. "I do not need a name."
Your brows furrow as your thumbs continue to follow along the deep lines on his cheeks, down his chin. "And what, pray tell, would you have me call you? Everyone needs a name."
Perhaps, he thinks, I'd like for you to call me yours.
Or, The Creature secludes himself in an abandoned manor many years after his father's death. He expects what his elongated life has already provided him—loneliness, disappointment, longing. He does not, however, expect you.
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11 Nov 2025
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Years ago, you and your brother Matthew had been incredibly close. Perhaps too close. But still, you looked up to him and he took care of you and you would've done whatever he said to (which oldest sister Christine found so irritating). It all came to a crashing halt when your rebellious teenager phase began a little late and seemingly out of nowhere; since then, you've been the black sheep and he's never actually forgiven you for pushing him away.
(Or, I watched this show and was immediately struck by the boundary-pushing relationship Matthew and Christine had, and I decided to throw a personification of my mental illness into the mix. If you think this is disturbing consider that the show itself was, like, halfway there already before I got here.)
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11 Nov 2025
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The moment their mouths meet, she lifts her hips up into his, tilting the angle of her insides and taking him deeper. His breath is hotter than kettle steam and he tastes of bile but she doesn't care. Her tongue searches for his and she whines when she feels it, wonders if it’s the smoothest part of him.
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09 Oct 2025
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“Follow me, now.”
He knew that shadow on the horizon. Recognised the taste, the telltale tang of metallic radiation in the air.
Radiation didn't hurt ghouls, persay, but a man could be too healed. Too... vigorous. It made everything sharper, more overwhelming. Made you angry, sad, but most of all, it made ghouls like him want to fuck.
And the Vaultie? Little Miss Prim and Proper?
Well an innocent, sheltered virgin like her wasn't going to be interested in helping an old ghoul like him out with the all encompassing, burning, heat-like effects of that radiation... would she?
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08 Sep 2025
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You invite Beetlejuice to the graveyard - what could happen?
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05 Jul 2025