“I started from my sleep with horror; a cold dew covered my forehead, my teeth chattered, and every limb became convulsed; when, by the dim and yellow light of the moon, as it forced its way through the winter-shutters, I beheld the wretch – the miserable monster whom I had created. He held up the curtain of the bed; and his eyes, if eyes they may be called, were fixed on me. His jaws opened, and he muttered some inarticulate sounds, while a grin wrinkled his cheeks. He might have spoken, but I did not hear; one hand was stretched out, seemingly to detain me, but I escaped and rushed down stairs.”
This animation has been in the works for months and is about my little Frankenstein AU/retelling where Victor doesn’t abandon his creation and intends to use it to become a great scientist. Plus a bunch of OCs and references to other Frankenstein-related or gothic media.
The second prompt of Gothlitober on Instagram — Once upon a midnight dreary
The hardships of being a father. I’ve finally understood how I see Victor and his Creator’s responsibilities in my AU and this is “Fine, but I’m going to complain the whole time”.
I won’t be active very much following weeks in terms of posting because of school and upcoming physics tournament.
Here are a bunch of oldest Frankenstein related sketches I could find! They date back to last summer or even earlier, it was when I discovered the musical. It’s funny seeing all my designs for Victor. My style have changed a bit since then, even though I may have progressed in digital art I think I like some of these!
So enjoy this little old doodles and I hope I will be able to do art as soon as I can! Please, be patient until the middle of May with me. I am still here, I just simply can’t spend much time doing art now.
He is wearing enormous fake breasts with permanently protruding nipples and the skin tight clothes to class. Where children are. And the school administration is defending him.
Tell me again that this isn’t vicious characture and appropriation of the female body. So called trans-women think they can take all the cosmetic trappings of feminity and leave all the pain and challenge that defines the female existence and that makes them more of a woman that actual women
