Through a series of events (equally fortunate and unfortunate) our young protagonist finds herself tangled up in the sordid lives of six individuals, and subsequently becomes ensnared in their web of unfathomable horrors and arcane mysteries beyond the realm of humanly knowledge. Not only riddled with sickness and poverty, the cobblestone streets of 1890's London were also ripe with something else- murder. The reality of her new home, however, was far less picturesque than what she'd imagined. "Suffering is permanent, obscure, and dark and shares the nature of infinity." -William Wordsworthįollowing a bizarre and devastating family tragedy, resilient Y/N attempts to gather up the scattered remnants of her life and relocates to the city of London in search of new opportunities and a fresh start. The nature of infinity - ✄ - a victor frankenstein x reader story.īeaumorte Fandoms: Penny Dreadful (TV), Frankenstein & Related Fandoms, Penny Dreadful (TV) RPF Language: English Words: 12,501 Chapters: 3/4 Comments: 42 Kudos: 94 Bookmarks: 17 Hits: 666 Ethan doesn't know which his soul craves- all he's come to understand is that he can't bear heartbreak another time. stumbling back into Ethan's life the man sets in motion a tempest. So begins the chase, and with it his doleful wonder: Does she love him? Is she just using him now that a hunter pursues her? And what of Dorian.
_ Just as a transformed Vanessa returns to Ethan, she disappears again. Ethan.” “Vanessa…” he forgot his left from his right. She wore an aura of elegance that placed her in a realm that could not be earthly.
Language: English Words: 8,056 Chapters: 2/2 Comments: 25 Kudos: 95 Bookmarks: 16 Hits: 1067 Are you of the idea their tint isn’t etched into my memory?” Series “My dearest Ethan, I spent hours forgetting myself in them last night. and yet are they not done with their little game of hide and go seek? “You remembered their hue?” Voice warbling with emotion, Dorian runs a finger down his guest's jawline. Now, would you like a taste? I made it my mission to find a liquor the exact shade of your eyes.” Ethan's quickening breath betrays more interest than he'd like to reveal. “Oh, darling, if you think this is my best, I assure you that you are gravely mistaken. The tip of his agile muscle darts out to dab at what he's holding so delicately in the curve of his palm. With a simper ready to twist his perfect lips, Dorian draws close enough for the words to mold into sentiment between them. “Is that so? You put on your best for little 'ol me?” Ethan questions, testing the other man’s reaction.