#Lydia frankenstein

[martianbugsbunny]

It’s Just A Dream (A FrankenWolf Fic)

With some inspo (and a little bit of prodding because I’m slow lol) from @stardreamer28 here is my new Frankenwolf fic! Ruby comforted Victor in the last one, so now it’s her turn to suffer and his turn to be there for her, in the grand tradition of angsty fic-writing. Enjoy!

Ruby ran through the forest, her heart pounding, her throat tight, her lungs stinging like a thousand fire ants were crawling across their insides. Her calves were beginning to hurt and her vision was slipping out of focus.

But she only came to a stop when she saw the grave.

There it was: the insignificant, flimsy headstone with the moon carved on it, marking the place where her mother was buried. A woman who had died because Ruby pushed her onto a fireplace poker and she was stabbed right through the chest.

Behind Ruby, the footsteps finally got close. She turned around, and watched as the sandy-furred wolf that had been stalking her turned into a tall, lean young woman with honey blonde curls...and hazel eyes that were an exact mirror of her own.

“I’ve finally caught you, Mother,” she said. Her voice was a lot like Victor’s; deep and husky, sitting on a balance between passion and passiveness. “You know, I bet she was frightened when she saw what you were about to do.” Lydia glanced past Ruby towards the grave. “I bet her heart was pounding like I know yours is now. I bet she was sweating and the pleas for mercy were on the tip of her tongue.”

“No, that’s not how it was,” Ruby said, tears coming to her eyes. “She wanted things her way or not at all, including me! And I didn’t kill her on purpose—but she was going to hurt my friend!”

Lydia stared at her coldly. “I’m sure,” she said flatly. “And what about you, Mother? ‘Be the wolf and the girl,’ isn’t that what you always say? Well, what if I don’t want to be both? What if I just want to be the wolf?”

The words “that’s not possible” died in Ruby’s throat. Untrained wolves only shifted forms during the full moon—those in command of their powers could change any night they wanted to—or, she now realized, simply change once and stay that way. “That’s fine,” she said, her voice shaking.

“Fine,” Lydia echoed. “Until the town starts to forget I was born human, and they fear me, and you let them destroy me because it’s easier than defending me.”

Ruby tried to protest, but Lydia lunged at her, and the wolf’s teeth were suddenly around her neck.

She woke screaming, hands clutching at her throat, her dark hair matted with sweat. It took a moment for her to realize that she was at home, in bed, with the light green comforter she had picked out at the store pulled unevenly towards her side of the mattress.

“Bad dream?” Victor asked. He was mumbling a little, as he did when he was tired, but there was still that understanding in his voice. Nightmares were no rare occurrence for either of them…although they usually weren’t quite so graphic. Ruby could almost swear she felt the hot blood still running down her neck, despite having run her hands over her skin and found it completely normal and dry.

“Yeah,” she said quietly, pulling her knees up to her chest. In a few months, when she began to show, she wouldn’t be able to do that so easily anymore. If she was lucky, maybe the nightmares would stop by then—she almost laughed out loud at the idea of that. If only.

“Want to talk about it?” Victor sat up, legs crossed, fluffing up the pillows so he could lean against them. He held out his arms, and Ruby scooted over to nestle against his side, pulling the blankets with her.

“You know how I mentioned killing my mother?” Her voice faltered for a moment. “It was an accident, but….”

“I know.” That, too, he understood, having been indirectly involved in his father’s death (though personally, Ruby thought that man had had it coming). “It wasn’t your fault,” he reassured her, as he did every time she brought it up. He had said it so often she almost believed it, and only a tiny part of her still blamed herself.

“What if that happens to Lydia and me? Mothers and daughters—even grandmothers and granddaughters—don’t have the best relationships in my family. Granny lied to me about who I was, and Mother only wanted me on her terms, not mine. I don’t want to screw things up for Lydia. I want her to be happy, to feel free to make her own choices, especially about the wolf.”

Victor was silent for a moment, like he usually was when thinking about some scientific theoretical he wanted to test in his lab. “Well, I can’t tell you for sure what’s going to happen. But I know you, and I know you’re going to use all that experience with rocky relationships to make our daughter’s life as full of happiness and possibility as you can.”

Ruby thought about it. He was right, and the nightmare version of Lydia was wrong. If her daughter wanted to live her entire life as a wolf, she could live in the forest or even stay at home, whichever she liked, and Ruby would spend more of her time as a wolf, too. If her daughter never wanted to be a wolf, that was alright; she could follow in her father’s footsteps instead, or find a path that none of her family had walked down yet. Whatever Lydia chose, Ruby would not only back her up, but defend her to anyone who dared to criticize her choice. By their mistakes, Mother had taught her to accept her daughter unconditionally, and Granny had taught her to not to give in to fear.

Lydia might grow up to have other problems, but the balance between the girl and the wolf was only going to be one over Ruby’s dead body…not that Victor would ever let that happen.

“Don’t worry, darling,” he said, kissing her forehead. “I’ve got your back and I’ll have hers, too. We’re going to be the best parents a wolf-daughter could ask for.”

Ruby exhaled and smiled, curling up in Victor’s arms, his hand gently stroking her hair, finally ready to go back to sleep.

[makesims]

Women of Horror Prints

Happy Simblre- Wait, what’s that? It’s almost December? Yeah, this was supposed to be my week 2 Simblreen gift, but then *waves hand vaguely* y’know, life. Luckily this CC is more horror oriented than Halloween, and horror is eternal. Here’s 13 prints based on some of my personal favorite horror icons. Download + more info under the cut.

Download (no paywalls, no ads): SFS | Patreon

This comes as a poster with a plain black frame that matches the horror posters I’ve previously made.

Characters featured (in order above): Emerald Haywood (Nope), Adelaide Wilson (Us), Wendy Torrance (The Shining), Nina Sayers (Black Swan), Morticia Addams (The Addams Family), Lydia Deetz (Beetlejuice), Thomasin (The VVitch), Ellen Ripley (Alien), Naru (Prey), Laurie Strode (Halloween), Heather Mason (Silent Hill 3), Carrie White (Carrie), the Bride (The Bride of Frankenstein).

[licdracuyalli]

OMG! THEY'RE LITERALLY ME!💕✨

[v3mp3lla]

[cowboycannibalism]

just want someone who's going to dress up as horror couples with me for Halloween 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

[frankensaint]

Need help from the family (mutuals), what should I dress up as for Halloween at work (I work at spirit Halloween)

[theold-ultraviolence]

Because I’m ✨curious✨ what’s your Halloween costume this year?? If you’re ok sharing of course ❤️

omg omg omg Lita, hope you're ready for a long ass answer BECAUSE it's a whole thing

Since the pandemic, because I can't throw parties anymore, I decided to put all that effort into my costumes and do several through the month, by theme. So 2020 was spooky ladies through the decades, 2021 was witches in film, and this is the year of the BRIDES, SO:

Bride of Frankenstein / Lydia from Beetlejuice / Debbie Jellinsky from Addam's Family Values and the big one of the season, Tiffany from Bride of Chucky! I also kinda wanna do Drew Barrymore in Scream to get the most out of my blonde wig, but we'll see.

[hlc3art]

Halloween sticker set!

[carnivorousladybug]

HOTD Inktober

Hey guys, I am planning to draw some halloween inspired art for our favorite HOTD characters. Keep in mind, I'm a busy college student so I might not finish all these by Halloween — I might not even complete the list at all — but I'll try to draw for as many days as I can and drag the challenge out into November to give me more time. This is my first time participating in Inktober and I'm soooo excited 😁

Here is what I have currently planned (subject to change):

All Hail the Pumpkin King: Aegon as Jack Skellington

Down the Rabbit Hole: Helaena as Alice in Wonderland

Hellfire: Aemond and his son as Frollo and Baby Quasimodo from The Hunchback of Notre Dame

Stitches: Alicent as Sally the Ragdoll

Black is Such A Happy Color: Rhaenyra and Daemon as Morticia and Gomez Addams

Nyctophilia: Aemond as an Edgy!Biker

Nevermore: Jace and Baela as Nevermore Academy students

"Why So Serious?": Daemon as the Joker.

Psycho: Young Rhaenyra as Harley Quinn

Something Wicked This Way Comes: Hogwarts AU? Witchy vibes? We shall see.

Little Mermaid: Alicent as Dark!Ariel

Murder House: for some reason I want to see Aegon as Tate Langdon

Dead Men Tell No Tales: Aemond as a Dark!Pirate

Freak Show: I'm thinking something with Helaena and her twins...

The Overlook Hotel: Baela and Rhaena as the twins from The Shining

Hawkins, Indiana circa 1983: Stranger Things AU

"I, myself, am strange and unusual" : Aegon as Beetlejuice and Helaena as Lydia

Til Death Do Us Part: Helaena as Corpse Bride

The Count: Aemond as Dracula

"Nothing here is vegetarian": Daemon as Hannibal Lecter

Mystery Incorporated: Alicent as Daphne Blake

Ice Cold: Rhaenyra as Jadis from Narnia

Haunted Mansion AU

The Phantom of the Opera: Viserys and Alicent as the Phantom and Christine

“I am malicious because I am miserable. Am I not shunned and hated by all mankind?”: Aemond as Frankenstein's monster

Underworld: Aemond as Charon, the Ferryman of the Dead, or Daemon as Hades.

Barbenheimer: this is going to be a piece for the 3rd generation characters...

Dia de los Muertos: Alicent and Rhaenyra as sugar skulls

221B Baker St: Jace and Luke as Sherlock and John.

Voodoo: I want to see Aemond as Dr. Facilier from The Princess and the Frog

The Headless Horseman: Criston as a headless horseman.

Some additional ideas that I might use as backups for inspiration:

— Zombie!Lucerys

— Helaena as Dark!Sleeping Beauty

— Alicent as Ophelia from Hamlet

— American Midwest Gothic AU of Alicent and her kids (they have the vibes, am I right or am I right?)

— Alicent and Aemond as Norma and Norman Bates

— Aemond as Michael Myers

— Tale As Old As Time: Aemond as The Beast

(Can you tell I love drawing Aemond and Alicent?)

I also want to draw Alys as Malificent, Esmeralda (Hunchback of Notre Dame), Jennifer (Jennifer's body), or Bellatrix Lestrange (and also a spooky drawing of her summoning Ghost!Aemond) but it's gonna be hard because we don't know how Gayle Rankin is gonna look in her Alys getup and how her vibes are going to be on screen. So I suppose I'll just have to postpone all my art ideas for her til next Halloween. This goes for Cregan Stark, Gwayne Hightower, and Alyssane Blackwood too. (Ugh, I have a spooky idea for Cregan that goes something along the lines of "there's something lurking under the ice".)

[martianbugsbunny]

She Deserves To Have Your Name (A FrankenWolf Fic)

Howdy, dearies! This is my first stab at writing Frankenwolf (squeee!) and this fic is for @stardreamer28, who came up with the idea—hope you don’t mind me borrowing it for a while! It’s pretty soft, bc the premise is “Victor wants to simplify/modernize his last name for a Frankenwolf baby, but Ruby doesn’t want that to happen” and that really can’t be anything but domesticity with a sprinkle of Frankenwolf-typical angst. Read on and have fun!

Victor rested his chin on top of Ruby’s head. Her hair was soft and smelled vaguely of peach; he wasn’t sure if it was her shampoo, or if the diner had been making an unusual amount of peach pies lately.

He had really come to enjoy their Saturday afternoons together in the apartment. Now that Ruby had entered her third trimester, Granny Lucas insisted on restricting her work hours to the mornings so she could exercise or rest for the remainder of the day. In a little while, Victor was sure Ruby would sigh, stretch, and get up to change into her running clothes. She’d taken up running after the Dark Curse broke and swore she would keep it up until she was actually in labor.

Of course, it had been hard for Victor to get his own shifts rearranged, especially considering how few doctors there seemed to be in Storybrooke, but Victor had sacrificed Tuesday and Wednesday nights to the hospital in exchange, and he thought the bargain was worth it.

“I’ve been thinking about names for the baby,” Ruby said. Victor loved how her sharp voice melted into the most gentle tone when she talked about their as-yet-unnamed child. “Maybe Lydia after Granny?”

“She has a first name?”

Ruby shifted to look up at Victor, her face caught between laughing and frowning. “Of course she does! She wasn’t born a grandma.” She settled for chuckling as she draped herself back against Victor’s side. “What do you think?”

“Lydia.” Victor considered it. Names had power, even in his land of origin, and he wanted to be careful not to pick the wrong one for his baby girl. “I’m not sure.”

“It would sound really nice with Frankenstein,” Ruby offered.

“About that....I think we should renovate my surname for her. Frank would suit this world a lot better, and it doesn’t have the same baggage that Frankenstein does.” Victor had been devastated to learn how the Land Without Magic viewed him, and since they had lived unaware of their own magical worlds for nearly three decades, most of Storybrooke had developed a similar wariness of him. His daughter didn’t deserve to grow up with a name that was cumbersome both for its length and for its connotations.

“Absolutely not,” Ruby said. That sweet voice took on a hard edge; Victor knew she meant business. “Doctor Whale wasn’t the man I fell in love with. Doctor Whale isn’t the man I’m having a baby with. Victor Frankenstein is. And he’s also the man Lydia is going to grow up idolizing and loving and trying to emulate.”

“I hope she doesn’t.”

Ruby sat up again, leaning her elbows on her knees. One hand subconsciously went to rest on her now-prominent baby bump. “Vic, she’s going to have problems no matter which of us she wants to be like. She’ll probably be a werewolf, although hopefully there won’t be any boyfriend-eating in her future. And I bet she has all of your big, beautiful brains, and maybe she’ll use them for things other people don’t understand—but that doesn’t mean those things will be bad. Maybe she’ll perfect your science, who knows?”

She took Victor’s hand, twisting the gold band around his finger for emphasis. “The point is, our girl is going to own her heritage, and she deserves to do it with her father’s name as well as his legacy.”

Victor searched the depths of Ruby’s hazel-brown eyes. While he could never decide what exact color her irises were, he could always decipher her mood from them. And he found nothing but sincerity and earnestness.

He had once hoped his name would stand for life. It had been the only goal on his mind. But if Ruby could live with the name Frankenstein, and if she thought their daughter could manage it as well, then perhaps it was time for their name to stand for something else: their family.

“Lydia Frankenstein it is, then,” he agreed.

Ruby grinned (she was wearing her favorite red lipstick even for relaxing at home) and patted Victor on the knee. “Nice to have that settled before the pup is born,” she said teasingly. Victor would be the first to admit he’d dragged his feet, but he wouldn’t have let it get that far. “Now, do you want to come with me on my run?”

The answer was always no; running wasn’t Victor’s preferred method of exercise. He’d seen a lot of forty- or fifty-year-old joggers need joint replacements, and he wasn’t about to join them. Ruby, he figured, had extra endurance from her wolf gene, and probably didn’t need to worry about it.

He did help her off the couch, though. It was old and a little bit saggy, and she was getting rather round in the middle, which was a difficult combination to manage.

Lydia Frankenstein. Victor tried to picture her. She had Ruby’s compassionate eyes, which turned yellow under full moonlight, and slightly-too-sharp canine teeth. She had Victor’s own honey-blonde hair and she was wearing one of his lab coats.

Or maybe she had blue eyes, like Victor, and she had dark curls and wore faux-fur and a waitress’s apron. Whatever combination of her parents she was, she would also be her own person, free to make her own mistakes and gain her own notoriety.

After all, that seemed to be what Frankensteins, by blood or by marriage, did best.

[dabiscrispyankles]

[bebbie-bilinski]

Stiles Stilinksi age regression headcannons

go easy on me this is my first HC post 😅

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Stiles mainly regresses around the ages of 0-2 so his regression is geared towards the baby side. A lot of it consists of speech-loss, whines and hums, pointing for what he wants, using basic ASL, clumsy-ness, naps, and lots of cuddling. 

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Stiles is very secretive about his regression, at first the only person that knew about it was his dad Noah, but that was only because of how persistent the man was on finding out what exactly his son was guarding so closely. Then there’s Derek, who eventually becomes one of his primary caregivers. Derek seemed to take the “news” of his regression the hardest, not because he couldn’t accept it but because he had some serious cleaning up to do with his act (Slamming Stiles’ head onto the steering wheel of his jeep for shenanigans, tossing him around, being at the butt end of so many of Derek’s award winning death-glares, he had a lot of making up to do). Of course, where there’s Derek there’s Peter. He looves to tease about his regression at every given chance but is a very protective caregiver when need be. Then there’s Scott who’s always known even before he couldn’t place his best friend’s odd behavior with the term “age regression". He may be the worst babysitter ever for always giving in to ice-cream for breakfast… and lunch… and dinner, but he really means well! Lydia! Stiles was mortified when Lydia found out and avoided her at all costs but eventually got cornered and lectured on “why on Earth would he hide something like this from her when she’s fully capable of taking on whatever role he needed?!”. The rest of the pack learns about Stiles’ regression but initially its Noah, Derek, Peter, Scott, and Lydia.

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He mainly regresses due to trauma and a not-so-happy childhood. Although, he also uses it to cope with acute anxiety disorders and autism (yup he’s also got autism to me which I can make a separate post about and go much more in depth). Getting possessed by a thousands year old demon sure is a catalyst for wanting to throw on one of his dad’s old t-shirts, making a nest of blankets/toys and curling up on the couch while watching an old comfort cartoon. 

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Baby pacifiers - He has one adult pacifier but the guy adores the tiny baby ones

Onesies - Not a huge fan of how constricting they can be so he only has two or three 

Fuzzy socks - Ohmygod his sock drawer is overflowing with an array of the softest and fuzziest socks he can find at the nearest Target

Stuffed animals - Need I say more? He’s got a couple jellycats (a wolf and a horse), two build a bears he frankenstein-ed and stitched together named Puppy-Bear (can you tell what animals they we’re respectively?), a Pound Puppy, a huge elephant named Jattestor from Ikea, Clarice (a six legged lamb by HoneyLambs seriously check them out they make the coolest stuffed animals), a plethora of Eeyores and a plethora of Furskin’s Bears as well as other customized stuffed animals (no I totally didn’t make this list off of my own stuffed animals, ur lucky I didn’t write them all down)

Pjs - Seriously I think he has a pajama-hoarding problem because at this point he collects any remotely cute and sensory friendly pajama set he lays eyes on

Bottle - his literal favorite piece of regression gear. Nothing fancy, just a small clear blue baby bottle he bought at the clearance section of whatever grocery store he was at

Miscellaneous- building blocks, counter bears, calico critters, jumbo crayons (cus the regular ones are just too small for his taste!), coloring books, stickers (So. Many. Stickers.), night lights, baby utensils, rattles and teethers, pacifier case, and a basket-full of stim toys

i'll be making more headcannon posts but expect them all to be stiles-centric ^^ and thank u @jjtheresidentbaby for all ur support/motivation :D

[deeisace]

So this morning, cs my brain is fried in many ways,

As a companion to the Draculas of New Jersey, have all the Frankensteins of England -

First, on the very first census, of 1841, we have Jacob Frankenstein and his family, living in Liverpool -

There really wasn't much detail on early census records, and whoever's filled this in has done it a slightly odd order (dad, youngest son, mum, oldest daughter, middle son), but we see we have Jacob Frankenstein, who is a merchant, his wife Sarah, and their children Henrietty (age 5), Samuel (age 3) and Nathan (age 1 or possibly 7), and that F in the last column marks them as "born in Foreign Parts".

The house they live in, they seem to share with two other families - an English roper, his wife and four children, and an Irish tailor his wife and their servant. I imagine, if I might, that it may have been one of those tall buildings you get in the town centre occasionally, with a shop below and two or three storeys above - the tailor would have the shop and the floor above, and the one/s above that would be split between Frankenstein and Choppers (the roper)

I'm not certain, cs nothing much is certain on the 1841 census, but I think that must be the case, because there's a 1 for 1 dwelling/building, and then the families have little notch marks separating them (you can just see one above the J in Jacob there).

If we skip forward 20 years, we find them not in Liverpool, but having moved to Islington, London

A little more detail on this record - we find out that Jacob and Sarah are from Hanover, which I gather is now a part of Germany. Henrietty has anglicised her name to Harriet, and that N must be Nathan, which means he was 1 on the 1841 record. We also see Harriet was born in Yorkshire, and Nathan in Liverpool, tho I can find neither record. And that Jacob's merchant-ing is going well enough that they needn't share housing and they actually have a live-in maid!

And, there's another record to show he joined the Freemasons in about 1850, so I imagine he was doing fairly well for himself.

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There is, at the same time as our Jacob in 1841, another J Frankenstein, but this one is an "agent" - whatever that means 180 years ago - and he lives in Stepney!

He is also "of Foreign Parts" and also in his 30s, but he is instead a lodger, with several other single German-sounding men (you can see Doctor Gotentag above him there), in the house of some laundresses (Sarah Kelly, Elizabeth Pryor, and her daughter Sarah)

I jumped forward 10 years to 1851, and couldn't confirm finding this same Frankenstein, but there are a couple of new ones -

We have Adolphus, a tailor from Breslau who is lodging in Manchester with a Polish hawker and his family

And we have Isaac, a licensed hawker - a seller of things, the type that shout you over, like a marketstall man, tho maybe without a stall - in this case, jewellery - and he lodges in Portsea/Portsmouth, with Kitty Barnard and her daughters.

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Then, if we jump again to the 1870s, there are a great many more Frankensteins -

We have Jacob, Israel, Simon and Harris Frankenstein, who are all Polish tailors (tho sometimes the record says "Russia Poland"). Israel and Simon live in London, Whitechapel and Spitalfields respectively. Jacob is in Cheetham and Harris is in Manchester. And all their families, too.

Also in Cheetham, we find Reub and his family - I imagine he is Jacob's brother or cousin (he is also listed "Russia Poland") - he is a glazier, and his teenage sons are tailors.

Philip Frankenstein, also in Cheetham and from Poland and so likely another brother or cousin, is a waterproof manufacturer (did macks exist then?).

And Leon, who lives in Rochester, married a Kentish woman called Lydia Jolley (nee Gladdish), and he is a picture frame maker, also Polish - tho he, unlike the rest, is listed under "Poland, British Subject" - either, he lived in England most of his life and was just born in Poland (see, my John Scarth, who always listed himself as "Portugal, British Subject", and was from Orkney), or because he married an Englishwoman, I'm not sure, and he, nor the census man, are not here to quiz.

If I go any later, I imagine there'll be a great deal many more records to trawl through and I don't really want to, so I shan't.

I am mildly disappointed there are no Adam Frankensteins, tho, I did check

[unfavorableinstigation]

Lisa Frankenstein was very fun. At first you think it's entirely an homage to the big 80s horror comedies, and then you realize Cole Sprouse has spent about 70% of the movie's runtime dressed up exactly like Johnny Depp as 2007 Sweeney Todd.

Appparently it's already pretty polarizing, which I can see - it's extremely earnest. In a lot of ways it's more earnest than the pulp horror it's paying homage to, because the homage itself was so emotionally honest. True Cringe Is Dead type stuff - there were people who worked on this movie who were mortifyingly into Lydia from Beetlejuice and it not only shows, it wears that on its sleeve. The opening credits look like they were plagiarized from The Corse Bride, it refuses to hide its weird obsessions.

[brachiocephalics]

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🩻 some movies to get to know me: M*A*S*H, flesh for frankenstein, the texas chainsaw massacre, the house that jack built, rope (1948), california split, near dark, suspiria, peeping tom, all quiet on the western front (1930), venus in furs, preaching to the perverted, mulholland drive, crash (1996), videodrome, apocalypse now, natural born killers, eastern promises, crimes of the future (1970)

🩻 some shows to get to know me: twin peaks, the twilight zone, the x-files, buffy the vampire slayer, doctor who, monty python's flying circus, M*A*S*H, supernatural, house M.D, succession, star trek, midnight mass, dexter, BrBa/BCS

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