thebackstage | a little kink [the It's Curtains kink meme]

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All requests- smut, fluff, gen, or otherwise (alternate murders, anyone?)- are welcome so long as it's about It's Curtains. Fic and art fills are all good.

This is for all rounds of It's Curtains. Intermingled cast requests ("what if so-so and so-so from this and that round met?") are acceptable.

Stay anon because it's funner that way.

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Have fun, darlings! If any rules are violated please don't hesitate to to PM this account or alert one of the mods.

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The survivor groups had filed into their podiums as expected, and after briefly addressing the Balladeer reappearing alive and mindwiped aside (half the team got uncharacteristically quiet at that and looked at the floor, at least at the part where Billy H. got him to take his shirt off), they had finally taken his advice and stepped back from the memory bit.

"All right, already!" Heather rolled her eyes and threw her hands up. "Like, I get that this thing with B sucks, but if he's going to keep telling us to get to figuring out who did this to him and, for that matter, the rest of us, we're going to need to work with this. The other group hasn't said anything at all. What did you find, even?"

The group that had come from upstairs shuffled nervously, looking at the ground.

"What?" Anna leaned over her podium. "Tell us!"

Billy Flynn gave a long sigh. "Look, Alice, there's no polite way to go about this..."

"We eat in that room, Hans!" Seymour blurted out, his face deep red.

Everybody slowly turned to Hans, whose own face was going just as red as he covered it with his hands and gave a horrified groan.

"I knew I missed covering one of the cameras."

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a little kink [the It's Curtains kink meme]

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