Monster Au? (kind of)
**spoilers for Frankenstein??? I guess??**
Part Two
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They read Frankenstein in the 9th grade, Freshman English, with their teacher who had read the book far too many times. She’d waxed poetically about injustice, and how Victor was a Victim. She spoke every sentence as if each and everyone of them had never read a book in their life.
Steve read Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein in 7th grade for a book report. His teacher had all but begged him to choose a different option- they read it Freshman year. See it with new eyes then Steve.
His mind was made up. Already 50 pages in.
There was no poor Victor. Steve hated him, hated the idea of his character, hated the very words spilled on the page. The creature did not ask to be created, it did not ask to live. Steve hated that he identified with the creature, someone seeking kindness in a world that hated the idea of him.
Devil, demon, fiend, monster.
Skin Eater, Skin Thief, Skin Stealer, Shapeless.
If Steve was capable of that kind of violence, he’d kill everything his parents loved too. If his parents were even capable of love.
So Steve sat bored out of his mind, and angry. In Freshman English, over a book he’d already read, over a woman, a human woman. Who spun sentences about the Human in the story, and cursed out the creature. As if the creature asked for anything.
Kick the dog, hurt the dog, starve the dog. The kind dog will bite.
Sink teeth into skin, tear flesh, feel the way their jaws lock around the white of bone.
He kept his mouth shut. In ways that the other monsters in the class didn’t, they huffed, and argued. The wolf at the front of the class snapped out about the logistics, the message Mary Shelley was trying to tell- how Victor Frankenstein was not the victim, but the Villain. It was about all the humans who had children with Supernatural, who abandoned them, who cast them aside, who turned the villages against them.
When the Witch at the back of the class snapped out about Shelley was a Witch herself.
Steve kept his mouth shut, when the Vampire boy from the front of the class shouted about how the creature just wished to be loved.
Not a single word for how much he hated Victor passed his lips. Because Steve was supposed to be just as human as the teacher, was supposed to agree with the teacher. A woman he couldn’t even be bothered to remember her name in the Spring Semester.
Steve was to keep his head down on all things monsters, keep his abnormalness to himself- and act like a human.
Freak, Freak, Freak
The Harrington’s were the only Shape-shifters in Hawkins, and that was a well kept secret. Only the Harrington’s were to know this fact. The world had come around to Supernatural in the late 1800s, just maybe.
Werewolves, Vampires, Witches, Gremlins, Fairies, Dragons, Ghosts, Animal Shifters, Sirens, Banshee, you know-
The human shaped kind.
They did not take kindly to Shapeshifters.
So they hid, they curbed their instincts and became human-like. Raised their young in private, they did not fight the oppression, they stayed quiet, and said little to how shape-shifters worked to themselves.
They don’t marry outside of the branch of Shifters, they don’t even think about it.
Steve’s parents married out of necessity. Keep the line of Harrington’s alive. They had Steve out of necessity too. They shouldn’t have, but it’s what it was. His father too scared to break the cycle made sure that Steve was aware he was an abomination.
A devil, demon, a creature.
Be human, don’t be anything else. Steve grew up knowing what his body should need, but never getting it. His “natural” body is already supposed to be thin, small, built for movement, and change.
Steve grew up, not really honestly. He tried to grow up. It took years of monsters, and years of exhaustion, and a skin that was wrong to even begin to grow up. There was no real transition, there was too human, and then too monster-ish.
Too much, too much-
And then there were real monsters. Not the human shaped kind.
Not the Humans. The regulars, the ones with the slurs, and shouting, the human shaped monsters who didn’t like wrong. The ones who were the same as him, who didn’t like themselves either-
Kick the dog, hurt the dog, starve the dog.
The dog bites.
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I, got the writing bug, for something other than my two WIP. So, weird way too much world building Monster Au that I had to get out of my head an on to paper before I lost it completely. Both my sanity, and the idea.
(The Au is Steddie, there’s just a, well Lack of Steddie in this. For some reason- probably because I word vomited for 25 minutes- and this was all I could come up with, without writing 10k-)
This was born because I’m reading Frankenstein praise be Mary Shelley.
And I’ve got far too many thoughts to be allowed to consume media.
So Stevie gets to suffer now- It’s okay tho, His Vampire Bf will make it better later down the line- :)
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Au where Steve and Eddie buy their first house- no longer renters actually buy it.
It's a great little place, pretty cheap. Needs some Love.
It's a four bed room three and a half bathrooms. No upstairs because Steve's not great with Stairs. It's on like at least 3 acers of land. It's not very big despite the amount of rooms- perfect for them.
They don't realize until afterwards that, they also inherit a Feral Cat Colony.
That's it- that's the whole au-
Just Steve and Eddie taking care of a Feral Cat colony. They name all of them- and take in Kittens to be fostered and adopted. They get all of them their shots. They take the older cats to get fixed as well.
It does piss Eddie off when people start dumping their unwanted cats on the property- not because he and Steve don't want more cats (or can't pay to take care of them) because one- it's so incredibly irresponsible take them to the Shelter!! Or knock on their fucking door.
And, not only that- It upsets Steve, a lot. People just abandoning living creatures is a very sore spot for his Beloved, and Eddie will not stand for it.
The older cats that are super friendly in the Colony eventually make their way into living in the house.
(They also own a bookshop in town that has shop cats-)
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