3 Works by SpeedwagonStanAccount
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My Dear Frankenstein by SpeedwagonStanAccount
Fandoms: Frankenstein (2025), Frankenstein - Mary Shelley
22 Nov 2025
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"The gloomy season of Edinburgh was upon them. Through an open crack of a thin-paned window, light rain splashed droplets in along the polished wood of the inner sill, each drop carrying with it the sour odor of the streets below. Wet cobblestones, iron, and distant smoke seeped into the small bedroom, settling over it like a heavy blanket."
You see one good Frankenstein(2025) edit to rocky horror music and now you're writing smh
i hope you enjoy
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- English
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- 1,769
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- 1/?
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- 4
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The End Of Beginning by SpeedwagonStanAccount
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
05 Nov 2025
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A night out with friends ends badly and Sydney Foster’s life gets all but destroyed as she wakes up on a war torn Ryloth with nothing but her dress and a pair of broken heels.
A college student studying medicine, almost finished with her EMT course, to a freedom fighter on ryloth, to a war hardened medic for the GAR.
This is only the start, and I’ve never really posted anything on here before. Tell me what you think! Just don’t be too mean. Grammars gonna be wack
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Sunshine Of Your Love by SpeedwagonStanAccount
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon)
11 Oct 2025
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I have decided to write more of my OCs into fanfics. I am tired of searching ao3 for other ones while I wait for the main one I’m reading to be updated
I am not sure how to summarize this. This will follow Jedi knight, Isla Moth, as she navigates the events of the Clone Wars. I think the only thing I can do to like... give an idea is to put a little blip from the first chapter.
“Ow- Kriff!”
The Twi’lek hit the cold floor of the sparring room with a harsh thud. A red mark forming on the already pink skin of her left cheek. “That hurt-” she hissed out, sitting flat on her ass, legs outstretched in front of her. A petulant look on her face. The lightsaber, which was in her hand seconds ago, was lodged against the back wall of the dimly lit room.
Standing above her was a younger, nautolan girl. Her black eyes squinted slightly as a sorry grimace plastered itself across her frog-like features.
“Shit- sorry, Isla,” She clipped her saber to the belt around her waist, and held her hand out. She wiggled her long, teal fingers in a placcating manner, trying to make the Twi’lek, Isla, break her harsh expression.If you read it tell me what you think, i crave attention and validation