#Frankesntein's creature

[dross-the-fish]

Hi! I requested Adam cuddling anon after a shipwreck and I was wondering if I could get a drabble to go with it? Please and thank you. Anon with fem pronouns preferred if possible

Sure thing. I hope you like it! ....

From the top of a steep bluff the creature watched as the ship went down. The waters were treacherous this time of year and only the brave and the foolhardy ever dared sail the icy coastal waters of the artic island he called home. No doubt this was another over-ambitious captain seeking to find the oft sought after Northwest Passage. An effort in brazen futility but one that mankind seemed unable to resist.

The violently churning waves pitched the ship so far over that the splintering mast nearly touched the water. He smiled grimly. There would likely be no survivors, and if he waited, he could scavenge some supplies from the wreckage. Perhaps he’d get lucky and find new volumes for his ever-growing library. A veritable treasure trove of unfinished diaries, captain’s logs, love letters and even the odd novel. He hoarded them all in the little cove under the cliffs he called home. Those that weren’t so water logged as to be unreadable were shelved and saved and those too damaged to salvage were dried and the paper used for kindling. Even one such as himself could not afford to be wasteful in this barren wilderness…

He watched as the ship struck against a glacier and the hull split. As it descended beneath the waves it seemed almost a living thing, groaning in pain as it struggled in its last death throes, to stay afloat. Splintered chunks of wood drifted away, some of the doomed and desperate crew clung to barrels and crates or crowded into small life boats, hoping to delay the inevitable.

Let the sea have them, the creature thought to himself, for that is a swifter and more merciful end than to wander these frozen wastes alone. He didn’t like watching the survivors of the wreckages struggle to shore only to die slowly on the tundra. In his early days on the rock, he’d had weak moments where he had sometimes left such lost souls fish or fowl to eat in the hopes that over time they could adapt and perhaps even come to view him as a sort of unseen benefactor or “good spirit” as his long lost cottagers had. It was not the acceptance he craved but he reasoned that it would be better than nothing, to be loved from a distance rather than not at all. He never found out if such a thing could have been. Even if he staved off their hunger, they always succumbed to the cold in the end.

The cold of the arctic was harsh, it bit, and tore, and whittled its victims to nothing and even hardened as the creature was there was something unbearable about watching the unfortunate explorers slowly perish under the relentless grasp of the ice, when the air turned so cold even their tears would freeze to their cheeks. Yes, he believed it was better that they drown…

He waited for the ship to disappear before he climbed down the cliff face and wandered down the pebbled shoreline to pick through the debris. Miserable wretch that he was, it wasn’t beneath him to scavenge like a vulture and sustain himself off the remains. Despite the devastation of the wreckages there was an odd pleasure to the business of salvaging books and materials, sometimes even the rare treat of certain foods such as apples and potatoes could be found in unspoilt barrels. A shipwreck broke up the monotony of his day-to-day life, such as it could be called a life, and provided much needed enrichment. Shrugging his furs tighter around his shoulders he found himself humming one of the sea shanties he’d picked up from spying on past explorers as he crouched over washed-up bodies and picked through pockets for anything of interest.

Distracted as he was, he didn’t notice that not all of the bodies spread along the shore were corpses until a hand grasped at his ankle. He kicked absently, thinking perhaps a strand of kelp had brushed against him but the sound of a whimper made him freeze. He peered down and to his surprise there was a woman crawling towards him with her hands outstretched.

The creature’s heart thundered in his ears in momentary panic. He had never allowed himself to be seen by any of the explorers yet this one was staring him in the face. To his relief she wasn’t screaming, likely too chilled and exhausted to be frightened of him. She reached for him again, aiming for his calf, as though she were trying to climb up his leg. He wondered if he should leave her. She wouldn’t last long. Soaked as she was, she would freeze within the hour. He could simply walk away and return when she was dead.

She opened her mouth to plead for help. He stared at her in stunned silence for a moment. No one had ever asked him for help. Most would rather take their chances with death than with him and, despite his resolve never to directly interact with mankind again, her plea weakened him. Before he could talk himself out of it, he was removing his cloak and wrapping her in it.

He carried her back to his cove, traversing the rough and rocky terrain with astonishing speed and agility. When he reached his makeshift home, he was quick to set her down on his bed, which was little more than a pile of furs bundled in a sailcloth, and built up a camp fire. Another sheet of sailcloth served as a makeshift flap to close off the narrow mouth of the cove to the elements. The creature sat on the bed beside the shivering woman and helped her remove her wet clothing, doing his best not to compromise her modesty as he kept his cloak over her. He rubbed her hands and feet to revive her a little, grateful she was either too cold or too shocked to recoil from him.

At length her shivering stopped and she was able to take in her odd rescuer and his home. He had clearly been here for a long time, the cove showed signs of having been carved out and crude furniture had been built from driftwood.

“What are you?” she asked tentatively. Realizing her question was discourteous she had the grace to blush; she had meant to ask “who” but she was so taken aback by his strange appearance that she had asked “what.”

The creature mulled over his words carefully before supplying his answer, “I am a ghost, haunting this island, nothing more and nothing less,” noticing that she was beginning to shrink away from him he amended “You needn’t cringe so, I am no danger to you, presently.”

A perplexed frown formed on her face, “What’s your name?”

“I haven’t one. I was never given a name and even if I were there is none left who may call me by it. I presume you must have one?”

“You can call me Anon,” she replied glancing down in discomfort when his yellow eyed stare became too much for her.

He nodded, satisfied, “You may call me whatever you wish, but have a care, whatever you make of me, so shall I become,” he warned.

Unwilling to shoulder the burden of naming such a large and imposing being Anon pulled the furs tighter around her body and changed the subject, “Did anyone else survive?”

“Not likely, and if they did the elements have claimed them by now,” he replied dispassionately as he crouched down next to her to stoke the fire.

Anon dissolved into heartbroken sobs as the gravity of her situation sank in. She was alone with a strange monster on an arctic island where it was unlikely anyone would come to find her. The creature was startled by her sudden outburst, nearly causing him to jump and burn his arm in the flames. Perhaps it would have done to be a bit more gentle with her…too late now, he thought ruefully.

He watched her cry with growing unease before extending a hand to awkwardly pat her, “I-I am sorry for your loss,” he said stiffly. When she didn’t recoil from him, he ventured to put his arm around her. Consumed by her grief and fear she curled into him, for even the comfort of a terrifying creature was better than being alone after such a disaster.

Though unpracticed in giving comfort, the creature did his best to sooth her. He held her loosely, out of fear of hurting her, and rubbed a large hand up and down her back. She clung to him, as if she were still drowning and hiccupped a shaky “What happens to me now?”

“That is up to you. I will not keep you, if you wish to brave the wilds on your own you are free to try. Of course, you are welcome to stay here as my companion. Perhaps another ship will arrive in time, with better luck, and you may return with them back to Europe or the Americas.”

She nodded, grateful at least, that this creature was not as frightening as he looked. She clung to him awhile longer as the wind howled outside and the sea crashed angrily. Come what may, at least she wouldn’t be stranded on this desolate rock alone…

#Frankesntein's creature #drabbles for anon

[electroma89]

💐🌷🌹🥀🌺🌻🌼🌸☘️🌿🌱 hey bitch, what's up?????? Lemme see those flowery asks bloom

Back to this bitch that has a lot to ask about me, Miley what’s good!

jasmine; what mythical creature do you wish actually existed?

I was about to say mermaids but hell no bc I wanna go on a cruise sometime. I’d love to see a pegasus flying in the sky. And faeries, lots of faeries.

lavender; soundcloud or vinyls?

Vinyls, plus the aesthethic pics of my room i couls take with them.

primrose; what book does everyone right now need to read?

Like right now? Like in these times we’re living?: 1984

lunar mist; do you like wearing other people’s shirts/jackets?

Mmm shirts not so much, now pullovers are a whole new story.

bird of paradise; what was the best thing that happened to you this month?

We’re only a week into this month lol, I think it’s all the chocolate I got on Easter, and also a quick trip to the store and being surrounded by cute shit.

gardenia; what’s a promise you’ve recently made to yourself?

To change my mindset to attract positive things

lion’s fairytale; would you rather be the sky, the ocean or the forests?

The ocean, no doubt about it.

whirling butterflies; would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

I mean that’s the plan, we’re in a relationship after all xD

marmalade skies; do you plan your outfits?

Depends on my mood, when I have to go out super early the next morning I plan my outfit to gain extra time, but most of the time I decide on the spot.

apricot drift; how do you feel right now?

A bit heavy, I think I ate to much at lunch, bit tired too.

everlasting daisy; what’s the last dream you remember having?

I think it was a nightmare bc I woke up pretty statrtled, but I don’t remember why

queen’s cup; what are you craving right now?

You mean food? I just ate so no xD I’d love a good sunday nap rn

lavender dream; turn ons/offs?

Long hair, featherly touches, kisses on my cheeck, big smiles; as for turn offs I’d say poor hygiene and treating people with disdain

water lilly; when was the last time you cried? why?

I think my eyes watered a lot yesterday bc I was watching an opera and boy that makes me emotional af

lily of the valley; did the one person who hurt you most in your life apologize?

Nope

winterberry; do you bite or lick your ice cream?

Lick bc braces

honey perfume; favorite movie ever?

Howl’s Moving Castle

desert rose; do you like yourself?

Yup, a lot

snapdragon; have you ever met or seen in person a celebrity?

I mean if you consider dubbing actors as celebrities (bc I do) I’ve met Roberto Chávez, Hugo Nuñez and Enzo Fortuny

night owl; how many countries have you visited?

Only one (Mexico)

heliotrope; have you ever been in a castle?

In Santiago and Viña del Mar

creams and sky; what’s the craziest/bravest thing you’ve done?

Carry on after losing everything

lantana; what’s on your mind right now?

“holy shit this is a long ass ask list”

pumpkin patch; what’s your zodiac sign?

Sagittarius

tulip; name 5 facts about yourself.

I love to sing even if I’m bad at it.

I’m currently learning 3 languages: catalan, german and japanese.

My second surname is arab. 

I lived in Mexico for 6 years.

I don’t want kids.

daphne; do you believe in karma?

In a way

queen of the meadow; ever been in love?

Yup, multiple times

wisteria; whom do you admire and why?

Daniela Vega, for being so true to herself in a country full of hypocrites and prudes

angel’s face; what was your favorite bedtime story as a child?

My mom didn’t told me bedtime stories, she sang me songs, my fave was “Caracol”

remember me; did you make someone laugh today?

I always make laugh my mom, my aunt and my cousin in family lunches

iris; do you believe in ghosts?

Something like that, I believe in energy and different existential planes

lilac; if you could go back in time which time period would you visit?

Anything before colonization, please

caramel kisses; would you want to live forever? why/why not?

Healthy? Maybe, maybe not bc watching everyone die tho

primula; what makes you sad?

Lots of things: injustice, sad lyrics, when people don’t take me seriously

rain lily; was today typical? why/why not?

Pretty much typical

queen anne’s lace; who do you trust the most?

I don’t think I trust anyone plenty 100% tbh

lady’s slipper; what did you have for breakfast today?

Tea and milk, bread with butter and bluberry jam, a few chocolate eggs 

forget me not; do you have any regrets looking back in your life?

Not having fought harder for the dreams I had in my teenage dreams

lunaria; what’s your favorite fictional universe?

I’m invested in too many stories that it’s impossible for me to pick just one

violet; favorite tv show?

Right now I’m watching “La Casa de Papel” and omfg

sunflower; share a favorite quote.

“Cáete siete veces, levántate ocho”

snowdrop; what does your ideal day look like?

Plenty of rest, delicious food, walk around the city, lots of cute stores

tiger lily; do you have any hobbies?

Editing pics and videos, discovering new music, collecting skull themed stuff

peony; share a small random book passage that means something to you.

“If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face—forever.” - 1984

tea rose; what’s something you always wanted to do but were too scared?

Wearing whatever I want, enjoying whatever I want, not caring about what people think

honeysuckle; do you usually date people your age or older/younger?

My age, I dated someone older once but didn’t last too much

sweet pea; who means the world to you? why?

Freddie Mercury, his music means conmfort, warmness and inspiration to me

love in the mist; best books you’ve ever read?

Dracula, Frankesntein, 1984 (my fave)

foxglove; who is your favorite cartoon character?

Sailor Jupiter is my hero

magnolia; coffee or tea?

Coffee

crown imperial; would you rather be extremely rich or extremely loved?

Can it be both? I mean you don’t pay bills with love

snowflake; are you a dog or a cat person?

Dog person

bell flower; what is your biggest addiction?

Social media recently

cosmos; do you ever think about the galaxy?

Yas, so aesthetically pleasant

moonflower; what’s your favorite color?

Black

freesia; do you have a good relationship with your parents and siblings? why/why not?

I don’t have siblings, and I’ll go to a concert with my mom next month so I say it’s pretty good

sundrop; are you a morning or a night person?

Night person no doubt

poppy; have you ever dealt with a mental illness?

Depression and dissociation, anxiety these last years

clover; how would your friends describe you?

You should tell me gurl xoxo (no en serio dime)

dandelion; do you consider yourself and extrovert or an introvert?

Introvert at first, extrovert when I feel comfortable

lilly; what’s something you love watching/reading but you are too embarrassed to admit you do?

Uhmm nothing? I’m pretty honest withthe things I enjoy: cartoons, pop music, you ask and I’ll tell you

anemone; describe yourself in 3 words.

Honest, loyal, opinionated

lotus; best memory as a child?

My friends in elementary school, and my childhood summer vacations

angelonia; what is your eye and hair color?

Brown and brown

dahlia; do you like crystals?

Yep

buttercup; if you could change one thing in the world, what would it be?

No gender roles since the begging of time

baby’s breath; what’s your hogwarts house?

I don’t like Harry Potter (*collective gasp*)

calendula; biggest pet peeve?

Twirling my hair

blanker flower; would you rather go to a cocktail party with your best friends or stay home and read a book/watch a movie with your pet?

Cocktail party!, with lots of dance please

blazing star; share a secret.

If I share it now it wouldn’t be a secret anymore

carnation; would you rather live longer or happier?

Happier, holy shit

petunia; who’s story is your biggest inspiration in life? why?

Anyone who could overcome difficult times in life, bc it shows that “there’s light at the end of the tunnel”

bluebell; do you wear glasses?

Since I was 6

nymphea; forest or river?

Forest

orchid; do you like exercise?

I know I need it, but I’m not a big fan

pansy; do you like poetry?

Not a big fan, but I can appreciate the beauty in some works

morning glory; any special talent that you have?

I don’t think so, I think i’m pretty average tbh

Omfg siento que corrí una maratón

#ask #makore-lune