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toastybugguy · 9 months

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Every day I reckon with the fact that Anthony Stewart Uther Pendragon Head is a man with the capacity to serve tremendous amounts of cunt boss energy

#this is what he DOES #uther breaks out into song. can you imagine.#anthony stewart head #anthony head #rocky horror picture show #dr frank n furter #uther pendragon #bbc merlin #toasty talks

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arcademgmt · 1 year

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proper ref for all of arcade's job changes over the course of the main story. in order we have:

thief (greenhorne)

scientist (neksdor)

cat (realm of the fey)

(arc uses he/they pronouns!)

#miitopia #miitopia fanart #miitopia hero #miitopia oc #miitopia art #miiblr #mii #mii art #miitopia community #mii oc #scientist is based on frank n furter from rocky horror and cat is based on felicia darkstalkers btw #i imagine he picks up the vampire class later but that is postgame shenanigans. for funsies #also he usually wears the cloak i just wanted a version where u could see what is under it #at his core he is always thief tho. like that is the most Him. just some guy with a knife like i said the other day #also nobody be weird i will maul you. peace and love #i love the masquerade lab gear so much what were they cooking when they put that in the game #me when i break all lab safety protocols so i can eat the dark lord UP

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masonalexanderparkconfession · 2 years

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They are so cute! I just want to hug them so badly. Their smile makes my heart beat very fast. *blush*

Awn! Thanks to be the first to send a confession, Anon. And yes, they are! <3 I totally agree.

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infriga · 9 months

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I haven't watched it yet, but it sounds like the live action One Piece is actually good and I'm sooooo happy about that 😭, I don't even care if I personally like it, I just hope it does well. Maybe with the attention and new fans from the live action we can finally usurp HP as the highest selling book series of all time and replace the TERF with Eichiro "a world where people can change genders at will is a paradise" Goda.

#One Piece #One piece live action #Opla #Then the top selling book series of all time can have canon trans characters #and a revolutionary army that happens to be filled with a bunch of queer people #All fighting against a tyrannical world government #With a Dr Frank-N-Furter espy as one of their leaders #Could you imagine #Random #Terf mention #Like regardless of your opinions on whether he handles queer characters perfectly all the time or not #At least he's genuinely supportive and y'know not a terf #So I'd definitely rather have him at the top instead of jkr #Sp

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tragedyandterror · 11 days

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#was listening to this album while putting my shelves together+now im having some Thoughts #most of which im sure yall can imagine..#i think if i dont draw bjr+jamie as dr frank-n-furter and rocky i may die

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blujayonthewing · 1 year

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sometimes I get weirdly in my own head about 'is the way I draw nyssa Good Representation For Fat Women' and then I remember she's my fucking OC and Good Representation is not actually my job

#[frank n furter voice] I didn't MAKE her for YOU #I'm fat I'm allowed to have a fat character with a figure designed around what I personally find visually appealing okay #it's not my job to redefine what it means for a fat woman to be sexy #god this is such a chronically online thing to feel this worried about. in the normal world she's already unsexy because she's fat lmao #like... idk I don't draw stretch marks or body hair because those are levels of details I simply don't care to fucking bother with #and good news! it's not my job I can do whatever I want #my OCs are my own personal dnd characters for the private games I'm in it is not their job to be Good Representation for anything #you know it IS a bummer that the internet is so discourse laden that I'm flinching at imagined discourse #despite never having been personally involved with any myself #I've just seen other people get discourse'd enough in weird unfair bad faith ways that it's poisoned my brain a little bit :')#about me

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chemicaljacketslut · 2 years

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hiiiiiiiiii

hiiiiiiii meow we r almost finished w rhps god i love tim curry

#imagine anyone else playing frank n furter. you can’t #asks

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raticusfinch · 1 year

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i need patrick stump in a broadway role

#fob #can we peer pressure him into making that his next project #yeah i just rewatched a clip of rocky horror patrick #why did we get brendon kinky boots #like imagine mr benzedrine-esque frank n furter patrick #is anyone else seeing the vision

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ayoooo3 · 7 months

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A Halloween Marauders Take it and Run idea.

This came to me in a dream. I wish I was lying, but I’m not. We all know I’m not going to write it, so if it gets you thinking, it’s all yours.

******

Remus and Sirius have been dancing around each other forever. They flirt, they tease, they get horribly jealous anytime either of them has a date with someone else. What they don’t do is ever admit to feelings… and frankly everyone else is tired of it, so they hatch a plan.

Every year the Marauders throw an epic Halloween party, everyone is invited and everyone has to participate in the costume contest. This year is no exception. However, to keep it fresh, James institutes a random draw for costume partner and costume theme. Totally random, absolutely nothing shady at all, except, you know, that every pairing has been preselected and famous couples already assigned. Naturally Remus randomly pulls Sirius’ name and then Sirius proceeds to pull “Sandy and Danny from Grease” as their couple. Feelings and hijinks ensue. Bonus points for some sort of karaoke performance to happen at the party. (Sirius in that leather pants outfit? Singing? To Remus!!! It’s a need)

Extra bonus points for James and Regulus reluctantly agreeing to partner up since they can barely stand each other on a good day and then teaming up would help through Remus and Sirius off the scent of the set up. Famous couple to portray? My unhinged brain says Rocky Horror and everyone expects them to go with Brad and Janet, but instead they roll in as Dr. Frank-N- Furter and Rocky, they can’t keep their hands off each other and everyone else is shocked by this turn of events.

At any rate- this Halloween party is definitely one everyone will remember.

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morganoperandi · 7 months

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I love taking two actors and imagining them swapping roles.

Today’s thought experiment:

Imagine David Bowie as Frank-N-Furter in The Rocky Horror Picture Show

And Tim Curry as Jareth in Labyrinth

#morgan original #actor swap #thoughts #Jareth #Frank N Furter #Tim Curry #David Bowie #Labyrinth #The Rocky Horror Picture Show

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ludwigoat909 · 1 year

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One Piece is so fucking funny cause imagine you’re trying to escape a massive prison in the middle of the sea and then you just randomly stumble across a lgbt safe hideaout with Dr. Frank-N-Furter giving free hormonal therapy to anyone in need while in the middle of a stage performance and that’s like only the 4th weirdest thing you find in said prison

#i fucking love one piece so fucking much #one piece

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masonalexanderparkconfession · 2 years

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I met them at the NYC comic con and now Im so obsessed with them. They’re so cute and hot and kind that I genuinely don’t know if I want to be them, be their friend, or fuck them.

(GIF by the very sweet @unhinged-desire-writer ! Check her amazing blog!)

You've been so lucky to meet them, Anon! I wish I could have been there so badly. I have the "Do I want to be them or with them?" for them too, haha. And I think the answer is easy enough: BOTH.

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stevieharringtonwifeguy · 8 months

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hey, yall like t4t lesbian steddie? how about transfem eddie beefing coming out to her girlfriend Real Hard?

also on ao3 here

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Eddie has never been able to control her mouth. Honestly sometimes she wonders if she has some kind of medical condition that makes her incapable of saying normal things at the appropriate time.

And this is a real problem when trying to figure out how to tell her girlfriend that she might kinda wanna be a girl too maybe. Because instead of sitting the love of her life down and calmly explaining that she’s been doing some thinking and might want to experiment with her gender more, Eddie just holds it all in until she projectile vomits the information at the worst possible time.

They’re snuggled in bed, hazy in post-coital bliss, Stevie burying her face in Eddie’s neck and nuzzling in with her nose like a kitten looking for milk. It’s adorable. Eddie half expects her to start making biscuits on her stomach.

And so when Stevie sighs contentedly, hums a little, “My boy,” with so much love in her voice Eddie kind of wants to cry, she’s not ready for the wave of wrongness that crashes over her, smashing the cozy, contented vibe in the room like it’s an actual tidal wave ripping the trailer to shreds.

So she does what she always does. Fucks it up.

“No I’m not,” she says, voice choked with panic.

Stevie stiffens against her. “What?” she asks.

“I’m not your boy,” Eddie says. “It’s not- I-”

Stevie draws away from her, and Eddie already misses the warmth. She keeps her eyes screwed shut, doesn’t want to see Stevie’s reaction to the information that her boyfriend is actually her girlfriend. And yeah, the logical part of her brain knows that it absolutely is not an issue. Stevie’s a lot of things (beautiful, wonderful, perfect, a teensy bit of a bitch but just enough to keep things interesting-), but she’s not a hypocrite, so the trans thing is obviously fine. And Stevie was well known for making her way through most of the female population of Hawkins High before she came out, so the girl thing is also obviously a non-issue.

But. That mean little voice in the back of Eddie’s head. The one that listened carefully to every bad thing anyone ever said about her- freak, monster, trash- and quietly stored them away just to take them out again when she’s alone at night. That voice is real loud right now.

It tells her she’s imagining things, that she’s just looking for another way to be different. That Stevie will just think she’s trying to copy her, and worse than that, she’s copying her badly. It whispers that sure, Stevie liked her as a guy, thought she was attractive then, but she’s probably going to be so ugly as a girl that any attraction Stevie’s managed to muster for her weird lanky man-body is gonna just shrivel up and die. And she doesn’t even really like girly things, which she knows because she dressed up as Frank N Furter that one time they all went to see Rocky Horror, and the makeup had felt gross on her skin and the corset had been too tight and the heels had hurt- and if she’s not gonna commit to femininity what’s even the point of trying to tell people she’s a girl?

Eddie is so lost in her own head that it takes her a second to realise that Stevie has gotten out of bed. Eddie sits up, watching in confusion as her girlfriend flits around the room in search of her clothes.

“Stevie?” Eddie asks, her voice small. “Wh- what are you doing?”

Stevie sighs, shakes her head a little. “What does it look like I’m doing, Eddie?” Her voice sounds watery, and she won’t look Eddie in the eyes, using her voluminous hair as a shield as she pulls up her jeans with shaking hands.

Eddie’s heart breaks. She doesn’t think she ever expected this, that Stevie would just leave, even on her darkest nights alone. “But- why?”

Stevie finally looks at her then, her face incredulous even as it’s streaked with tears. “Why? Why would I stay, Eddie, if this- what, was it just- just bullshit?” she says, getting more heated as she speaks, hands flying in that way Eddie usually loves because it means her girl is really getting riled up. Now it feels terrible to see, like the final nail in Eddie’s coffin.

“I can’t believe- fuck- this is the second time I thought- I mean it’s gotta be me at this point, right? Like, fool me once-” Stevie cuts herself off with a sob, before scrubbing her face furiously and looking around the room. “Where the fuck is my jacket???”

“I don’t- what do you mean, second time-”

Stevie scoffs. “I mean, sure, you didn’t actually say the word ‘bullshit’ but that’s- you see how it’s the same right? Like, even if you didn’t- if you didn’t want me anymore, how could you-? You knew about Nancy, Eddie, and you still just-” She scrubs her face again and heads to the door. “You know what, fuck my jacket.”

And Eddie is not the smartest. Her three senior years can attest to this. But she can tell she’s missing something here, because what the hell does Nancy have to do with anything? So Eddie goes over the last couple of minutes, everything Stevie said, everything she said, and- oh. Fuck.

“I forgot the second part of that sentence.”

She literally cannot believe how stupid she is. Stevie’s already out the bedroom door, and Eddie prays to every god who’s never believed in her that she hasn’t left the trailer entirely, because fuck knows if she has Eddie will probably never see her again. At least not for several months, and even then, only with Robin standing off to the side trying to kill her with her mind.

“Stevie!” She calls, running through the trailer at a speed she frankly didn’t think herself capable of. “Stevie, please wait! I didn’t mean to- I forgot the rest of the sentence!”

Stevie stops at the door of the trailer, turns around with an eyebrow raised in the kind of ‘I’m waiting, make it good’ expression she uses whenever the kids try to explain why they were acting like little shits this time. It’s ruined a bit, by the tears still streaming down her face and the tremble in her disapproving frown, but she’s trying.

“Baby, I’m so sorry, that’s not what I was trying to say- I didn’t even realise how it sounded- I love you so much and I’m sorry I made you doubt that for even a second,” Eddie pleads, her own tears running down her face.

Something in Stevie’s posture seems to soften a little, but her hand stays on the doorknob. “What- what else would you be trying to say there, Eddie?”

“I-” Eddie can’t look at her, so she looks at her own feet. “I’m not your boy, I’m your- I don’t really know. Girl? Something? Uh. If you still want me to be.”

It’s quiet for a moment. Eddie doesn’t look away from her feet.

But then, strong, warm arms wrap around her. A hand gently pushes her head into a neck. A pair of lips press into the top of her head.

“Oh E- baby,” Stevie says, softly. “I love you so much, no matter what. Of course you can be my girl, if you want.”

Eddie nods into Stevie’s neck, holding her so tight she’d be a little worried about hurting her if she wasn’t well aware Stevie was way stronger than she’d ever be. “Yes please,” she says, voice small.

Stevie presses another kiss to the top of Eddie’s head, pulls back to hold her face gently in her hands. “Love you so much, baby. And it’s with love that I have to ask- what the hell is wrong with you.” Eddie snorts, and Stevie smiles like that’s what she was aiming for. “That was the worst coming-out I’ve ever seen. And I’m including the way I came out to Dustin.”

Eddie fully laughs then, and Stevie smiles too. That really had been awful. Dustin had found Stevie’s collection of feminine clothes and underwear and had taken it upon himself to lecture her on how weird it was to keep ‘souvenirs’, until eventually Stevie had been so mortified by the picture he was painting that she had to come out just to get him to shut up. He’d since made up for it by being her staunchest defender (Eddie and Robin notwithstanding), but the whole thing was still painful enough that whenever he was being annoying Stevie could now get him to shut up with just a particularly pointed look.

“I know, it was- I got all up in my head,” Eddie says. She places her hand over Stevie’s, gently turns her head to place an apologetic kiss on her wrist, right against her pulse point. “I really am sorry. I love you.”

“I know. Now, at least. Although I hope you realise I’m gonna be using this against you for like, the rest of our lives. Good luck trying to get me to turn off the ABBA, considering you very briefly broke my heart.”

Eddie groans, just like Stevie wanted her too, but honestly ‘the rest of our lives’ sounds pretty good to her.

#steddie #transfem steve harrington #t4t steddie #transfem eddie munson #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #my fics

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miasmaghoul · 6 months

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Any HCs about ghoul Halloween costumes??

OH YES HERE THEY ARE

Swiss is the one who insists on the costumes. Used to be that the abbey would have their usual Hallow's Eve bash, and that was that. Once Swiss discovered the concept of costumes on tour, though, and the idea absolutely tickled him. So now, the ghouls have their own gathering.

Swiss goes all out every year. This time, he's a picture perfect representation of Dr. Frank-n-furter. The hair, the heels, the lingerie - all of it. Even shaved his mustache so he could get the makeup just right; Dew and Aurora are FURIOUS. Swiss does a full on performance of Sweet Transvestite that brings down the house (aka Mountain claps and Rain records it to make gifs for the ghroupchat.)

Speaking of Rain, he usually doesn't put a whole lot of effort into his costumes. He doesn't want to detract from his natural beauty. This year he's been especially lazy, choosing simply to drop enough of his glamour for his skin to be the most stunning shade of shimmering blue. Speckled with scales, rippling fins along his limbs and back, strong tail swishing languidly behind him. Black eyes and pearly fangs. Perfectly unearthly.

But where Rain is lazy, Aeon puts in Maximum Effort. He got Cumulus and Mountsan's help in hand stitching a period-accurate Dracula costume. Frilly sleeves, tight pants, a vest that threatens to crush the life out of him. The boots he wears nearly reach his knees, borrowed from Cirrus' closet. The fangs are his own, specifically unglamoured so only his canines appear elongated. He floats around the party with a cloak billowing behind him for extra drama, and Dew tells him he looks like a gayer Lestat.

Dew, meanwhile, isn't usually one for costumes. Prefers wearing his civvies and taking it easy, saying he's dressed as a metalhead if anyone asks. This year, though, Swiss had dared him into something a bit more...challenging. Never one to back down, Dew accepted before Swiss had even brought out the outfit, and as he stands behind the snack table he has Regrets. He's in a blood red bodycon dress, one that doesn't even reach the middle of his thighs. A strapless number that leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination. The lingerie beneath it had been it's own struggle; a lacy black strapless bra stuffed with socks, black satin panties covering his tucked-back cock, meticulously torn fishnets. He's trying not to move too much, the four-inch heels he's been shoved into more of a hazard than anything else. Dew wishes he wasn't so jealous of how easily Swiss walks in his own pair. His hair and makeup are done too, golden locks pulled into an intricate updo and lips red as his dress. It exposes the long line of his neck, and it's work to keep Aeon's fangs away from his throat.

The real work for Dew, though, comes when Aether strolls in from an impromptu shift in the infirmary. Still dressed in his smart slacks, pale purple button down and slightly too tight white coat. A stethoscope looped around his neck and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses resting on the bridge of his nose. Dew really has to fight not to pop the world's most obvious boner while he talks about something with Mountain that he's long since lost track of.

Mountain, for the record, has been spending the last ten minutes or so staring at Rain, so he's not all that bothered. His own costume is similar to Rain's, but as opposed to "I'm a water ghoul" Mountain tells everyone he's Poison Ivy. Magickal plants cover him from tits to toes, creeping vines hugging him like a second skin. There are flowers dispersed throughout, bursts of color in the vibrant green, and a braided crown of something definitely poisonous settled between his antlers. Aurora keeps sneaking blossoms for herself, and she knows Mountain won't notice.

She couldn't NOT go as Princess Aurora. It was too perfect to pass up! Complete with flowing blonde hair, a perfectly fitted pink gown that color shifts to blue in the right light, and a little golden crown. She floats around the room on weightless feet, helped along by just enough air magick to make her look angelic and ethereal. The flowers she squirrels away from Mountain's bounty get handed out to her dance partners - Cirrus has the most so far.

Cirrus, who has gone low-effort but in an effective way. She's in her old Era IV uniform, black fabric settling over her curves like it belongs there. Severe in a way that demands attention. She's wearing a mask, but not the one that usually comes with this outfit. No shiny silver or stylized curls. This mask is simple, white, curved and molded over her right eye, cheek and part of her forehead. She spends the early part of the evening at the common room piano, playing the overture from Phantom of the Opera so the others will stop asking what she is.

Sunshine is a clown, but in like a clown-core way. Baggy clothes in mismatched colors and patterns, white face paint with exaggerated red lips and blue triangles around her eyes. She has a whole host of silly little party tricks up her sleeve too; the look of disdain she gets from Rain when she soaks him with the flower on her lapel is absolutely worth whatever he'll to do her later.

Cumulus and Ifrit end up committing a bit of a costume faux pas - they both arrive dressed as Elvira. Skintight black gown with plunging neckline? Check. Massive black wig? Check. Dagger-like nails? Check. They share a good natured laugh before they find themselves being ogled into oblivion by Aeon, who can't decide whose tits he'd rather fuck.

Copia is a sheet ghost.

#miasma's work #the band ghost headcanons #ive been thinking about this for WEEKS YOU GUYS #nameless ghouls #theyre all here im not tagging everybody

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ihni · 6 months

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I just got back from the annual watch of Rocky Horror Picture Show with my best ie, and I have a VISION:

The boys dressing up.

Eddie as Frank-N-Furter (the hair, the body type, the charisma and theatrics and dramatics and confidence when he's playing a role). Billy as Rocky (blonde, strong, tanned, likes to wear very little clothes). Steve as Brad (bit of a square at first sight, brown hair, preppy clothes).

I like the lab outfits for them the best (for recognizability!) but can also imagine later in the evening when they retire to Steve's house, and maybe put on the floor show outfits then (because wouldn't it be fun if they ended the evening in the pool ...?)

Do you see my vision?

#rocky horror au #harringroveson #metalsandwich #billy hargrove #eddie munson #steve harrington

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twstinginthewind · 2 months

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Help I have been suddenly swept up in the idea of NRC putting on a production of the Rocky Horror Picture Show.

- Vil is Dr. Frank N. Furter, naturally? Because that is where you put your most glamorous individual. I am not changing this even a little.

- Ace and Deuce as Brad and Janet, respectively. This is also extremely necessary.*

- at first I thought of Rook for RiffRaff, but then I realized that my heart truly wants him as the criminologist.

- this means the slimiest possible person gets to be Riff. Enter Mister Ashengrotto.**

- Epel needs to be Eddie. He rides a motorcycle around the laboratory. This is the most necessary thing ever. The joy I get imagining Epel playing a sax on a motorcycle and singing Hot Patootie is immeasurable.***

- However, this leads to a question of who would be the Perfect Columbia? I was toying with the idea of having Magenta and Columbia be the tweels, but. I can go one better. Kalim as Columbia (because I can picture him happily tapdancing during the Time Warp) and Cater as Magenta, because cute in a maid's dress.

- Doctor Scott, a position of great gravitas (nope) and occasional silly (yes) goes to Lilia. What can I say? PMC auditioned together.

- Now a lot of people would say you wanna have your biggest beefcake be Rocky. And while both Sebek and Jack fit the bill, Jack has that aura of innocence to him that Rocky needs. That having been said. Leona would be a funnier choice, especially if you imagine the "touch-a touch-a touch me" scene where Deuce would have to seduce him. That boy would not be smooth. 10/10 comedy pick. That said. Leona would 100% leave halfway through the first act to take a nap (if he shows up at all), so Jack makes perfect sense as his understudy.

* Poor Deuce though. I mean yes he's Susan Sarandon which means arguably he's the coolest person there but he looks awful in that half-slip.

** Lilia's upset that he didn't get to be Riff (although he would be great), but honestly? Azul's perfect. Jade would be another good understudy here.

*** Epel: I don't wanna do a freakin' musical that's so stupid

Vil just shows him that one scene he's in

Epel: .... okay I'm listening

Vil: You're also cannibalized so there's no more musical numbers for you

Epel: Sold.

#rocky horror picture show au #twisted wonderland au #i am open to suggestions but no one but Vil can be Frank; that's just facts #twst au #i am not tagging all of these bitches

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