The Literary Spider,

 Hello all, 

So I know my LAST post was about my CATS ships, but I still bear no qualms about now posting all my crossover ships, of which I have many. For this, I am assuming CATS characters are more human than cat, allowing them to be with humans. Just to make things easier.

Frank-N-Furter/Bombularina - You can just see it! He's in love with the theater, with dancing and decadence, and to him there is nothing more important than a good time. She is the living embodiment of one, with her flirting and dancing and free-spirit. However, she is one of the Gumbi trio, meaning she also has a caring, soft nature. She would show him how being with one person instead of many is a good thing, and soften him to an extent where he is no longer such a villain. He would show her the joys of the theater. A match made not in heaven, but in the Underworld I should think.

Harley Quinn/Macavity - Do I even need to explain? He's a twisted villain with little sense of drama, she is pure drama. They would feed off of each others evil and would go on to do much worse things, only this time with flair!

Emcee/Victoria/Rumpleteazer - Going by Emcee's "Two Ladies" philosophy. He lives in a Cabaret club, and his live revolves around it. Anyone he is with would have to be performer material. Rumpletezer not only has a playful, impish character he can identify with, but has lived in the circus for a long while. She has been a clown, acrobat, tightrope walker and a quick changer, She would be a favorite at the club, and would be not only Emcees partner but also fierce friend, as the two revel in stardom together. Victoria would be like the lead from Moulin Rouge, an innocent who adores the stage. She would perform with less frequency, but her beauty would make her a favorite, and so would her talent. She would show Emcee the wonders of quiet and softness, something he is not familiar with, and he would show her all the escapism of the Kit Kat Club. Rumpleteazer would look out for Victoria and protect her from the true extent of the madness at the club, and Victoria would teach her how to be a little more of a lady. They would be like sisters almost.

Rum-Tum Tugger/Luna Lovegood - When you think about it, they are actually quite similar. Both do not care what others think of them, yet strangely enough draw people in. He would show off to her, but her queer blunt manner would take him aback and he would be fascinated. She would at first treat him like a friend, opening up to him as she does others, and showing him the wonders of imagination and believing. With her he would be just as cocky, but tender and not arrogant. He would show her the balance between her quiet life-style and showmanship. She, being so talented, would turn out to be a great singer, and he would teach her. It would be a relationship that took a while, but would be worth it.

Mistofelees/________ - I can't cross fandom him, because I only see him with Jemima. I was thinking Joanna from Sweeney Todd, but it still doesn't feel right. Sorry Misto, I'm afraid you're staying in the Junkyard! :)



Eight-Leggedly Yours
The Literary Spider

 Hello all. 
 
I feel as though I have just feasted on glitter and washed it down with grease-paint. For, dear people, I have just finished my voyage through the most decadent musicals known to me, and it was glory. Pure darkly delicious joy, mixed with brash colors and bold statements, where lines are blurred and so are opinions . Its like a separate world, one that exists to parody and twist the rational daylight hours like carnival glass.

I started with Chicago, then I watched Moulan Rouge, then as an act of pure self indulgence I watched The Rocky Horror Picture Show. Lastly, I watched Caberet. There are so many parallels between Frank and Emcee. Both are impish characters that live entirely upon the stage, whether they are literally upon it or not. They are the dictators of their own little kingdom, masters of their dens of sins. They live to please, yet are utterly and selfishly absorbed within their universe of glitter, and their skewed morals allow them to do anything in the name of music and dancing. Love and lust, hate and death, all are twisted together in a web of ultimate theater, at which both sit at the heart, pulling threads to bring the object of their desire closer. All in the name of showmanship. Yes, these too make-up wearing marauders are all that is great and terrible about the world, and I adore them for it.

In Chicago, it is the same. Stardom is loved and revered so much that even tasting it or having it taken away can drive one to bloodlust. Corruption and sequinned beauty are worshiped above all else. As is in Moulan Rouge, nothing is as it appears, everyone is a character. And yet, with this facade in place, everyone is more real, more tangible, more themselves than ever before. It just just goes to show the epic power of the stage.

And now? No song, as I can't find a video that I am allowed to embed. No matter, I beg of you still to listen to the songs, as they are beyond divine!

Eight-Leggedly (and decadently) Yours
The Literary Spider