#rocky horror kin

[softredribbon-kins]

Magenta with purple + glitter stims for anon !

☮️🔮☮️/🔮💜🔮/☮️🔮☮️

[engravedlives]

more red graphics stamps blinkies

[bradassholemajors]

Brad Majors shitty moodboard

[cartoonscientist]

[spiderfroggo]

in just seven days i can make you a man!

[helmetkeeper]

Hello! May I please request one of two things, whichever you're up for making? I would like to request Columbia icons from RHPS or some name suggestions based on RHPS. TYSM and have a lovely day! Make sure to stay hydrated <3

hello!! thank you, i hope your halloween (if you celebrate) is super fun! went with the icons, but feel free to come back at another point if you wanna see what names i can come up with.

(p.s. apologies if the ones with her arm in are.. a little funky😭. i tried to fix it but i'm not sure it went over so well XD)

anyways, i hope you like some of these! i tried to make them very sparkly :]

credits

bubble transparents, flower icon, lucky icon, fancy mirror icon, star icon.

[hazyaltcare]

A Magenta (Rocky Horror Picture Show) moodboard for @answers-in-my-cigarette-box.

Mod Vintage (👤(Ex) & 🥽)

[spiritualkincalls]

hi! a bit of a long shot but im brad majors from rocky horror picture show ! looking for absolutely anyone who's out there : ) im 17 (almost 18) so please be 16+. int with this post and i'll reach out ! thanks so much !

🌷

[findthebae]

Hello darlings, I am an "introject" of Dr. Frank N' Furter, you may know me from a little movie/musical by the name of The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I am ~ageless~ though an adult, and the body is 24. I'm curious to see if there are any other "introjects" from my "source" out in the wild seas of the so-called internet. So, if you are from the movie, please do reach out~ "Original" characters from the "source" are welcome as well, though bare in mind that we may not be from the same timeline.

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[ozzgin]

Baldur's Gate 3 Monster Headcanons

I have some companion headcanons I’m working on, but please tell me I’m not the only one howling for some monster content. NSFW under the cut because I’m about to be quite shameless. Hear me out, I’m on my knees. I’m talking about…

Being passed around by a pack of feral gnolls that have tracked you down by scent and just trashed apart anyone else that stood in their way. Having to hold onto their manes because otherwise you’d be slammed into the ground from their aggressive handling. You can tell they enjoy toying with you from the occasional hyena screech that escapes their drooling snouts. Don’t worry, they wouldn’t kill their scrumptious darling, but you’re sturdy enough to bear a little biting and scratching, aren’t you?

Being ravaged by a reanimated hook horror in the hollow colds of the Underdark. You had hoped you could use it in the upcoming battle, except it took a sudden and unstoppable interest in you instead. You can only dig your hands into the harsh rocky ground, your whimpers and its guttural clicking being the only sounds echoing across this cavernous place. Your flesh hurts from being held down by its sharp appendages, but other things are currently overwhelming your senses.

Feeling the cool and moist texture of the Myconid hands exploring your body, too curious about the ways of a flesh-walker and tongue-talker. The Kin Spirit that protected their circle and exterminated all threats. You have been generously rewarded for your brave deeds; nonetheless this final parting gift also satisfies their interest of getting to know a physical being to such personal degree. A fascinating sight, witnessing your reactions, as their deep unnerving voice commands you into obedience.

Squirming under the slithering tentacles of an illithid having his way with you, paralyzed under his low jarring voice reverberating against the walls of your skull. Although as he makes his way inside of you, you begin to realize you were never really under his control. The only thing keeping you in place was the dizzying pleasure. You can almost sense him smirk against your skin once the truth settles in. You're almost tempted to beg for more, but as you open your mouth you remember he has already read your innermost thoughts and desires.

Being pinned against the wall by the colossal Minotaur that suddenly rushed through the opened gates of the Outpost. You were taken by surprise and couldn’t even draw your weapon or cast a spell. Your arms are limp under the iron grip of his massive clawed hand and your plan to escape was interrupted by the feeling of your clothes being torn to shreds. It seems that killing you wasn’t his intent. The hot breath tickles your bare skin and you pray whatever is about to enter you won’t split your insides.

[jag-rat]

Let's analyse the drow!

Quick history on the drow: The drow have been historically characterised as ‘evil’, especially in earlier editions their alignment was always on the evil spectrum. Even Drizzt Do’urden for example was a story that essentially circles around one ‘good’ drow who managed to rise above the rest of his kin and become ‘one of the good ones’. I think we also need to acknowledge that in the earlier editions drow definitely had racist implications around them intentionally or not. With the drow initially being described as ‘completely opal black aside from their white hair’ and essentially just existed as the ‘evil’ elf counterparts to their perfect blonde cousins. Now in recent years wizards of the coast have started to rectify this. As of right now Drow have been described as being more purplish grey in colour and are steering towards being implied not to be 'completely evil'. There's no doubt about it that the drow have had a rocky history and being overtly over-sexualisalised by the early writers definitely didn't help much either. But I still think there's something very interesting wedged into this unique race of elves. 

Lolth's role: Their main goddess is of course Lolth who even in modern renditions is always depicted as a chaotic evil spider demon. You could argue she’s currently the main reason why the surface folk still don’t like these dark elves. Even in Baldur's gate three which came out last year the writers make a point of emphasising that the ‘good drow’ are the ones choosing to rebel against this goddess. Now obviously this ‘good’ and ‘evil’ thing has always been a core part of DND, which makes sense given it was inspired by Tolkien who consistently made a point about there being two sides, good and evil. And it's still a very common theme in modern fantasy but I think when we look at Lolth and her connection to the drow from a more contextual standpoint this insistence of ‘evil’ isn’t nearly as interesting as exploring the greyer implications of how this Goddess came to be. Being viewed as ‘evil’ in the dnd universe is natural as Lolth is written as a chaotic evil being, encouraging violence, the sacrifice of first born sons, and general betrayal among your fellow drow isn’t very appealing. It's enough for anyone to wonder why the drow worship her in the first place if they aren’t evil. However I think it's also important to remember in real life when we create gods they almost always reflect our world, the good and the bad. Let's take Zeus for example, he was a pretty shitty guy, cheating on his wife, kidnapping women and punishing people for petty reasons. But he was still worshipped, he just reflected power and kinghood. And kings aren't perfect or benevolent, they can abuse their power and take what they want. People are complex and imperfect and so are their Gods. So a similar sort of argument could be made for Lolth. 

How the environment shapes a culture: The underdark is almost always described as a harsh environment, with creatures like hook horrors casually wandering around, mushrooms that explode when touched and let's be honest probably not a lot of food in a place with little sunlight or stability. Earthquakes happen often here killing many and flattening villages. The underdark is without a doubt an unpredictable chaotic and cruel hellscape where death is a guarantee and often occurs for little to no reason. It's not hard to imagine how competition could become everything here. That means that every creature living in the underdark, even every other drow clan is just another competitor for those sparse food and resources in an already barren and harsh climate. In an environment so unforgiving and competitive you can imagine how a Goddess such as Lolth would be worshipped. Because Lolth, like most Gods, reflects the environment her worshippers live in, she is characterised as being as cruel, violent and chaotic as the underdark is. And the teachings of violence, sacrifice and betrayal that she encourages of her followers might not actually be such a bad thing but rather the key to the drows continued long term survival in such an impossible climate. Traditions and culture almost always stem from a purpose, in this case how you survive. The cutthroat nature of drow culture mirrors the underdark in such a way that it ensures that the strongest survive (although it's important to note when I say ‘strongest’ I don't mean it in a literal sense but rather those who possess the qualities best suited for survival in that environment.) The strict hierarchical structure also ensures this, with female drow being favoured as they are naturally larger, stronger and more robust than their male counterparts. Which in itself is most likely because larger stronger women generally lead to a higher rate of survival in offspring especially in harsher conditions where a single misstep can be certain death. This physical and social difference lends itself to the spider metaphor of their goddess both literally and figuratively where spiders eat their males. But as unfair as this rigid hierarchy based on sex seems, it can be argued like many cultural phenomena to be a curated survival method in itself. After all you need fewer males than females to maintain a stable population which is an important detail when living somewhere with a natural lack of food. Even sacrificing your first newborn son as gruesome of a tradition as it is, in a way makes sense. It selectively ensures that the male population is lower meaning less overall resource demand in an already scarce environment will be lower while still being able to maintain some semblance of genetic diversity.

Solutions to these dilemmas?: Now of course it goes without saying all these things are horrible, sex selection, strict hierarchies and encouraged violence to decrease competition are all bad. However in an extreme dystopian sounding scenario such as this one it does at the very least make sense. And I think what we can gather from this is that despite all the terrible things, at least terrible to us living in the world we are, drow aren’t really evil. Not even their society despite its depiction is ‘evil’. Calling them evil is kind of like if lions from a zoo who get fed everyday started calling wild lions evil for eating zebras. We may not like it of course but it's not fair to call it evil, it’s survival. In the same way Lolth isn’t even an ‘evil’ Goddess, she's just a cruel and unfair one, made to reflect the natural violence of the underdark and the lived experiences of those worshipping her. When debating the drows morality it's just about context. It brings some questions to mind. Like if the ‘good drow’ drow who are against Lolth did manage to rebel and forcefully shift the culture of the drow to be more like the surface elves for example what would really happen? Would the drow stop all their violent habits and competitiveness to live happily ever after in a more equal world? Or when all of this ‘evil’ behaviour was ‘corrected’ would it lead to a ripple effect causing famine and death anyway? Who are the surface dwellers to determine what’s wrong and right when they’ve never had to survive in such an environment? Perhaps instead the culture of the drow would just naturally change over time anyways if the need for those more violent and extreme traditions subsided because there were more ways of accessing resources and building a stabler environment. Either way I don’t know the future of drow society, but what I do know is that it’s far more complex and grey than we give it credit for.

[nrvscig]

abt me !

helloo tumblr ppl ! i'm cig, but you can call me any variation of it/any nickname you come up with. my interests (atm, cuz it changes a lot) are the following:

- marauders

- maze runner

- dead poets society

- rocky horror picture show

- the 70's

- led zeppelin

- music in general (mostly alt, rock, metal, indie, postpunk, folk and grunge tho)

- classic literature

facts about yours-truly:

- i'm a minor, but pls don't interact if you're under 14 or over 25

- my pronouns are he/him but idm anything but she/her

- my mains are wolfstar, jegulus, rosekiller, drarry, newtmas, steddie, byler, solangelo and valgrace

- i'm a sirius kin, and i do have my james thank you very much

- i'm brazilian and armenian (tho i cant rlly speak armenian 💔)

- my favorite bands are led zeppelin and car seat headrest and my favorite singer is noah kahan

- my fav fics are crimson rivers and a black mass over highway ninety

- (for the astrology ppl) i am a pisces sun with a leo moon and scorpio rising and my birthday is on march 18

- my MBTI is ISTP

ok thats all thanks for reading ilyall 💋

[hannahmanderr]

Valerie and Danny, 50, for the kisses? (“last dying breath” can have any interpretation - go ham!)

~ 50. kisses with their last dying breath

(i did indeed use an Interpretation of this prompt. tagging @duchi-nesten for what will be obvious reasons) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ There were too many of them.

Danny managed to fire off an ectoblast. It struck an enemy, evaporating it into bits and pieces, but where one was destroyed, there were a dozen more to take its place. They swarmed forward, clearly eager to avenge their fallen kin.

He was oddly reminded of the thrall army he'd faced at Pariah's Keep. Of course, that army had been far worse than this one, but he'd had the advantage of a tricked out mech and his own ragtag army of ghosts from his rogue gallery. Here, he had nothing more than his own core, which was quickly beginning to give out, and...

"Valerie!" He scrambled to his feet, just barely escaping a swipe of razor sharp claws. She could handle herself fine, of course, but if she was facing an attack like this one...

If anything happened to her, he would never forgive himself.

The distinct metal shink! of a sword reached his ears. He resisted the urge to swear. Of course she'd be forced to rely on her sword. They'd long since discovered her suit was nothing more than a fancy paperweight here. Sure, it wasn't just any average sword - he'd given it to her himself, after all - but one sword against a mob this size...

Clumsily, he sidestepped another enemy lunging at him. He would've preferred to just rid himself of it entirely, but with his core running so dangerously low, he'd be lucky to pull off a few sparks. Instead, he channeled what remaining energy he could at willing himself intangible and making a mad dash through the horde towards the sounds of the sword and struggle.

It wasn't easy. By the time he reached her, his core was shuddering violently, and he found himself shaking. He collapsed behind her, pressed up against a rocky ledge. "How're you holding up?" he wheezed.

Valerie grunted as she swung her sword down and into another enemy. It succumbed instantly. "I've been better." Her voice was tight - the same voice she got when facing down the likes of the Fright Knight or the Ghost King. "You?"

He looked up. Without her helmet on, her hair flowed loose and free behind her. The fire in her eyes shone brighter than ever. Though her face was contorted into one of exertion and pain, there was a beauty to it, one he found to be unmatched by any being in this world or any. She moved with a finesse and grace he could only hope to match, striking down her foes with deadly accuracy.

It was no wonder Danny found himself speechless. God, I love this girl.

Except she would most definitely give him an earful if he said that out loud in the middle of a situation like this. Instead, he swallowed it down and used the ledge to help him stagger up. "I don't think we're gonna make it," he said, trying to keep his voice from shaking too much.

Because wasn't that a horrifying thought?

Valerie seemed to think so too, if the way she whirled on him with an expression of horror told him anything. "Wh- no! Don't talk like that! We'll be fine!"

"What's the point in kidding ourselves?" He didn't mean to sound so frustrated, but in a situation like this, he couldn't help himself.

She shot him a glare before focusing back on the throng quickly advancing on them. "I don't know who you think I am, but I don't give up without a fight!"

"I don't either! But if all that's gonna happen is that we're gonna die either way..."

She faltered and glanced back at him. "We're not - I'm..."

Danny didn't see the attack until it was too late. He tried to warn her, tried to throw himself in front of it, but it was too fast. With a sharp cry of pain, Valerie was thrown back into him, and they fell to the ground.

He scrambled to sit up. She sat there, in his lap, hissing in pain as she examined the damage to her side. His stomach churned at the sight, even more so when she began to reach blindly for her fallen sword.

He caught her hand. "Please, Val..." he whispered. "I don't want to spend our last moments like this."

"Y-you're being overdramatic," she whispered right back, but the sheen of tears threatening to fall from her eyes betrayed her.

Carefully, he twisted his hand so his fingers interlocked with hers. "I'm scared." It was a confession he hadn't been expecting to make. "I'm... it's gonna hurt."

The mob was upon them now. She leaned into him, and he hoped it was more out of a desire to be closer to him than an effort to keep away from the threat. Their eyes locked together.

If it had been a movie, she would've given him an inspiring speech, with an orchestra swelling behind her voice and dramatic lighting highlighting the two of them and everything. She would've confessed her undying love right then and there, and it would've been the key to unlocking some latent power within him to eradicate the whole army at once and fly them to safety.

But it wasn't a movie. There would be no eleventh hour miracle.

And so instead, as the mob launched into their final attack, she took his face in her hands and brought his lips to hers. He responded just as fiercely, using the last dredges of his energy to pour every ounce of love he could into the kiss.

The attack hit, and the world went black. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The next thing Danny felt was his head slamming into a wall.

"Gah!" He crumpled to the floor, rolling and groaning as he gripped the back of his skull. "Uggghhhh, I think I broke it. I told you it was gonna hurt."

Valerie snorted. He cracked open an eye to see her sitting at her desk. A familiar, pixelated "GAME OVER" screen flashed behind her as she grinned down at him with crossed arms. "You only have yourself to blame," she said with a cheek that could only be rivaled by him. "I told you you'd regret overshadowing the game, but noooo. You just had to get the 'authentic Minecraft experience'."

"Exactly! There's no better way to get an authentic experience than by doing it first hand!" He rolled himself to sit up. The same "GAME OVER" screen taunted him from his laptop. "So really, I still win."

Even if he forgot just how violently games liked to throw him out when he died in-game. But he would never admit that out loud.

Valerie hummed. She spun back around and clicked to respawn. "Maybe you really did hit your head too hard. I wouldn't exactly call getting owned by a mob of Creepers 'winning'."

"Look, how was I supposed to know they'd spawn all over like that?" He stood up and stretched like a cat before walking over to her. With a grin of his own, he propped his arms on the back of her chair and leaned down to rest his chin on her shoulder. "Besides, getting you to kiss me like that? In Minecraft? That was a win all its own."

He didn't need to see her face to know she rolled her eyes. "I only did it because I knew you'd come back and get all melodramatic if I didn't. And it doesn't count as me kissing you if it was my avatar kissing you."

He laughed and turned to plant a kiss on her cheek. "Yeah, keep telling yourself that, Red." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ~ Send me a ship and a number from this ask game and I'll write a drabble or draw a sketch!

[novaazurite]

Alright! Proper intro post!!

Helo my (user)name is NovaAzurite!!

But ya can call me Az, Pin, Book, whatever ya like! (Except for Nova please.) Im currently 18 and I go by any pronouns really lol.

pronouns.page | strawpage/other socials

Im mostly into Inanimate Insanity, BFDI, Paper Puppets Take 2, Animatic Battle, Its Time For The, Obselete Battle Show, Objectified, I.O.N., Object Invasion, and The Daily Object Show! (And thats what content I make of mostly!) Uhh yeah basically im a OSC artist. Also, I REALLLLLY LOVE COINPIN.

Other stuff im into: PHIGHTING(kind of), Roblox HOURS, Item Asylum, Star Glitcher, Regretevator, Midnight Horrors, Fruitger Aero stuff, 2000s stuff, Pokemon, Legend of Zelda, Webcore/Old Web stuff, Scenecore.

I made a BFDI AU, its readable on my AO3 account, heres a link to most of the information thats relevant to the au!!

I tag it sometimes with #BFDIALG and #BFDIAzurianLandsOfGoiky

I also made an II AU if ya interested (its still a consistent WIP) ⬇️ I use #InanimateOverdriveIIAU for tagging art/lore!

Heres a link about my Inanimate Insanity AU!

My Irls/kins:

Pin(BFDI), MePhone4(II), Book(BFDI), Suitcase (II), Paintbrush(II), Firey(BFDI), Four(BFDI), and Ice Cube(BFDI). Anyone listed here if you happen to be a double of, I dont mind you interacting still, I dont mind irl/kin/fictkin doubles at all, yall are good :]

DNI under cut ⬇️

DNI: Under 13 years old (why are you on this site?), You ship Liam x Airy, ship anyone with Firey Jr, Grassy, or Rocky, NSFW accs (may be an adult but I am uncomfortable around these), people who reblog/post f3tish content, pr0ship, z00ph1l3s, sh accs, zionists, Rocketzuka shippers, Subkit shippers, anyone who ships Biograft with another phighter in Phighting, bash on me or others consistently about a ship we like that you hate.

Thin Ice: Anyone under 15 (you may interact, but please dont try to befriend me /nm), Heavy Dave and Bambi fans, heavy FNF fans, heavy Dandys World fans. (Ik some of my mutuals like DW, yall are good, dont worry. /gen)

[helmetkeeper]

HELLO could i ask for some bisexual icons with Brad Majors from The Rocky Horror Picture Show thank you!!

hello!! sounds super cool, so sure why not ^_^. someday i'll get around to watching that... XD.

sources: one, two, three.

[jesse-kinhelp]

status: closed.

hello! I’m Jesse. This is mainly kin blog, but introjects, selfshippers, comfort characters, and people who just like characters are welcome also! also this is slightly inspired by @zane-helps-otherkin

I offer:

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Tarot [Open]

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Whitelist: Walten Files, Mandela Catalogue. Deltarune, Scooby Doo, Songkin, Steven Universe, The Amazing Digital Circus, American Psycho, Roblox Myths, Aesthetics, Saturday Night Fever, Grease, Beetlejuice (All Media), Total Drama Island, Kids Shows, General Themes, SFW Agere, Otherkin/Therian, PJO (no spoilers, I’ve only read books 1-2), Rocky Horror Picture Show, Sonic The Hedgehog, FNAF, Deltarune/Undertale, Eddsworld, Heathers, The Stanley Parable, Spooky Month, Stranger Things, FNF, Helluva Boss, Shaye Saint John.

Blacklist: Real people, DSMP/MCYT, Welcome Home.

here’s my main blog