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Just a couple of besties and some red 40

#lisa frankenstein #art #he looks so rotten and pathetic/pos

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I've been in a lot of fandoms where fans turn the multiple murderer into a cinnamon roll.

I feel like I might be in my first fandom where, canonically, the multiple murderer is a legitimate cinnamon roll.

#Lisa Frankenstein

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#lisa frankenstein #so accurate 💀

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AAAAAH THIS IS GONNA BE FIRE!! Doing god’s work op, you’re doing an awesome job and I’m so hyped to see where you go 👏 also your descriptiveness is. Mmm nom nom nom

Head Over Heels - Prolouge

(The Creature x Reader)

A Lisa Frankenstein (2024) fic

Alright, monster lovers, I’m gonna try something a little more ambitious: an actual fic. Constructive criticism welcome! Please be kind because I have no proof reader and I’m still learning how to write good stories lol. I’m also gonna be fleshing out some characters to better fit the narrative I have in mind for this story. I hope you enjoy the prologue!

Warnings: slight language, my best attempt at worldbuilding, and our gender neutral reader is an orphan, so discussion of that. Also, (N/N) stands for nickname!

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1986, Brookview, Indiana

“Oh. My. GOODNESS, (Y/N)! You have to try a face mask! It’ll help you with those dark circles under your eyes!”

“But (Y/NNNN), pink is totally your color! Just give it a chance, your nails would look SO pretty!”

“You didn’t even jump! It’s like you’re built for these movies, (N/N)!”

Comments like these had already gotten old around- you checked your watch- two hours ago. You considered yourself a survivor of some ancient teenage girl ceremony. Saying polite “no thank you”s to Taffy and the rest of her much too perky friends was becoming quite the laborious task. Some may say you were being too stubborn, as they had treated you with nothing but kindness since you came to town, to which you’d argue that Tricia certainly seemed like she had a bone to pick with you. Along with her, you had unfortunately seen enough of the world to understand one of the most important rules of high school:

The popular girls were mean, and these girls were certainly popular.

You had no idea why Taffy had run up to you on your first day of school and excitedly introduced herself, her gaggle of friends confusedly following after her. You figured this was some kind of territorial power move, checking out the fresh meat before inevitably deciding to kill.

But then Taffy kept hanging out with you. And complementing you. And begging you to hang out with her group of gals.

You took it as some kind of elaborate bit, but hey, they were nice.

At least they didn’t look at you like you were a rotten corpse walking down the halls.

Your thoughts snapped back to your current situation at Taffy’s house. Her mother, Janet, had actually sneered at you when you walked in, but other than that, the night was shaping up to be your average “new girls first sleepover”. Grease had taught you well. That was, until the truth or dare game started.

Lori had brought it up, and it started pretty normal.

“Who’s your crush?”

“OMG, I’m not telling!”

“Come on, Misty! We won’t tell! Right, (Y/N)?”

“Uh, yeah. I mean, no.” You mentally cursed yourself.

This is how it continued for a while before you finally perked up.

“I dare you to go to the Bachelors Cemetary Grove.”

“WHAT??? No way, Tricia! There’s no way in hell-“

Your eyes widened in intrigue and you blurted out without thinking, “There’s a bachelors cemetery?”

The girls turned to look at you.

Tricia raised one of her perfect eyebrows.

“You haven’t heard about it? It’s like- uber haunted.”

That piqued your interest. Life in the foster care system had caused you to grow accustomed to the darker sides of life, and you had always had a special interest in the dead. Your own parents had died in a mysterious fire when you were just a baby, leaving you with no real memories of them. You believed that everyone deserved to be remembered, especially the average, unremarkable person.

(Mainly because you knew that’s how you would turn out, and you’d like to be remembered.)

Enough of that, though, because everyone is still looking at you, so you cleared your throat.

“Would I have to go tonight? Or like, right now?”

Tricia rolled her eyes. “I mean, I didn’t ask you-“

“Oh, shush, Tricia! She’s participating!” Taffy smiled widely at you.

Tricia shot you a look.

“Fine. Yes, tonight. And you’d have to bring back a vine to show that you actually went there. The place is full of them, so it should be easy for you.”

You detected a hint of challenge in Tricia’s tone, but ignored it. You wanted to do this to quench the thirst of curiosity that was bubbling in your brain. This seemed like the first interesting thing you had heard about in this boring town.

You stood.

“I’ll do it.”

Taffy cheered and Lori looked at you in amazement. Misty immediately began to try to talk you out of it, worrying about your safety, while Tricia went silent.

Your mind was set, though. Time to see what all the hooplah was about.

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The walk to the gravesite had been much more peaceful than you thought it would be.

Taffy’s house was constant noise, light, color, total overstimulation. However, the cool mist that danced across your skin along with the eerie silence of the woods soothed you. It helped you clear your head.

After walking through the woods for what seemed like hours, you finally came across the old rusted iron gate that sadly displayed the text, “Bachelors Cemetery Grove”. You frowned, finding the disrepair of the cite pitiful. This place should be filled with respect, not to be forgotten by vines and leaves.

Speaking of, holy shit, Tricia was right about the vines everywhere.

Thick, bright green foliage covered every inch of the area, graves poking out here and there to display faded names. It was enchanting to see so much life growing in a place of death. You could have snapped off a vine and booked it out of there, but you were drawn to this cemetery. Careful steps led you deeper and deeper into its heart as you swerved this way and that to try and make out the occasional name.

Then, through a beam of moonlight that shone through a break in the trees, your eyes caught on a specific grave.

You walked closer and came face to face with the stoic expression of a handsome young man, carved in the same stone his grave was made of. He had a strong nose, with beautifully curved lips and hair that flipped upwards on the ends. He was looking slightly downwards, his eyebrows painfully curved upwards, as if to express a dramatic feeling of grief. Resting beside his bust was an arm and a hand, attached to nothing and slightly curled. He looked like a man that would recite beautiful poetry, professing his deepest desires and most intimate thoughts.

Your mouth was slightly agape as you admired him. Despite your more logical thoughts, you brought a hand up to gently caress his cheek, finding a raised texture chiseled there that suggested sideburns. A sigh escaped your lips as you realized the romantic-ness of it all. A man who seemed perfect, a lover, full of life and emotion, condemned to a permanent fixture in a buried world.

You could say it was love at first sight.

#lisa frankenstein #the creature x reader #the creature #cole sprouse

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the girl is like an architect and I AM JUST A NEW INVENTION!!!! 🗣️🗣️⚡️

#MMMMM THATS A GORGEOUS BOY #Excellent work op this is one of my favorite art pieces of him I’ve seen 🩵 #lisa frankenstein #the creature

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So I’ve always had a bit of an obsession with the the scars that are left behind from people who are struck by lightning, and I can only imagine how absolutely sick Creature would look if he had them ngl

#lisa frankenstein #they shoulda done ittt

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Admit it, you'd prefer if this was the ending.

#lisa frankenstein #The Creature #YOU GET IT OP. #Was lowkey disappointed when he was basically normal #Like where my dark circles huh

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Love how penny farthings didn’t even exist until decades after he died but he just made it happen anyways

this is kinda spoilers but not really but one of my favorite parts of lisa frankenstein was lisa telling the creature "youve never even driven a car you probably rode one of those bikes with the one big wheel" and him making a face that conveys he was absolutely a penny farthing guy

#lisa frankenstein

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This was such a callout post but in a very good way those are all very sweet things 🥹

hmm @theenderdraco you might like this!

hey guys there's this really cute personality quiz here and i think it'd be a fun chain game :)

@kadethecat @biocrafthero @littlest-bugz @the-hydra-sys @anyone else who sees this!!

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#pookie bear #lisa frankenstein #the creature #the creature x reader #imagine

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#HMMMMNGH #listen he’s so affectionate and that’s comforts me so much #let me be all over him #he so soft #the creature #the creature x reader #lisa frankenstein

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Me asf (I love him sm please gimme a hug)

all i want is for the rotting shambling corpse to notice ME for once!!! is that too much to ask

#lisa frankenstein #comfort character

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Yessss oh this is so good. Such a tragic pair

Angsty Crump thought:

Thinking of the fact that Alistair Crumps's mom was probably in the region beyond, waiting to see her sweet little boy once agian.

A sweet little boy who would beg to play outside in the gardens during the lovely springtime.

A sweet little boy who would cry to her when he got a small booboo; kissing it to make it better.

A sweet little boy who was always polite and curtious with the home's staff. One who humbled himself and treated them all with human decency like his mother taught him.

A sweet little boy who had mentally died years before his body ever did. A sweet little boy who had become even crueler than the people who had abandoned him out on the streets when he was still so young.

A sweet little boy who abused his servants to the point they willingly took his head.A sweet little boy who now played with the hearts of women.

A sweet little boy who, now as a ghost, caused decades of torment to those living or not. A sweet who had turned into a manipulative, cruel spirit responsible for over a thousand deaths.

A sweet little who would never return. And never once agian come running into her arms.

#haunted mansion 2023 #alistair crump #disneys haunted mansion #hatbox ghost #angst #disney haunted mansion #angst time

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WE'RE DOWN TO THE WIRE BUT WE CAN'T GIVE UP YET. IF WE GIVE UP, EVERYTHING IS OVER. IF WE DON'T, AT LEAST WE HAVE A CHANCE.

I'M THE ONE WHO SOUNDED THE ALARM, AND I'M NOT GOING TO CURL UP AND DIE YET.

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We won't let this stand any longer. Let's start a riot and get this trending.

#kosa bill #stop kosa #urgent

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*Whips out a butter knife, hot glue gun, and spicy Italian sausage* I saw you reblogged cmere shane <3 dw I’m a professional

get urself a girl who will diy your bottom surgery

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THESE GUYS!!! I still think of them all the time, I love these fluffy little sweeties (and one menace)

oh i almost forgot to share these! made some hatbox ghost themed fakemon a little while back! i'm thinking of doing an entire disneyland-themed fan region, but have these little guys for now :]

in order, their names are Hatbitty, Hatboo, Hauntbox and Alisterror! (the second set of pics is their shiny versions, plus an approximate height chart at the end there)

more info below the cut!

Hatbitty - The Top-Hat Pokémon (ghost)

"It is unknown what the entirety of this Pokémon’s body looks like. It spends most of its time beneath the brim of its hat-shell, which is constantly filled with shadows."

Small enough to be worn like a normal hat by its trainer

(second image is noncanon but i thought it was a funny idea lol)

Hatboo - The Hatbox Pokémon (ghost/dark)

"Though not as skittish as its evolutionary predecessor, Hatboos are still reclusive creatures. It will often hide from humans for long periods of time, usually in places like the attics of old houses."

Evolves from Hatbitty at level 13

Has skinny little legs hidden beneath its feathery "skirt"

Hauntbox - The Hat Trick Pokémon (ghost/dark)

"No longer confining itself to the shadows, this Pokémon loves to entertain and bewilder. Teleporting its floating head around is its favorite party trick."

Evolves from Hatboo at level 31 (high friendship stat)

Alisterror - The Occultist Pokémon (ghost/psychic)

"A ruthless, cunning Pokémon born from a life of neglect. It is said many inexperienced trainers have tried to pursue it, but never returned."

Evolves from Hatboo at level 31 (low friendship stat)

#haunted mansion #haunted mansion 2023 #hatbox ghost #alistair crump #haunted mansion au #sketch #fanart #pokemon #fakemon #pokemon wish/pokemon wonder