Legitimately Hot

Heh, there was a V there! Snazzy sequin jacket and shiny skull mask. He had been other Papa's as well and we chatted about using Merhon for cosplay.

The record store I went to was absolutely AWESOME! They had MOOD!

DO MORE FUN THINGS ,GHOULS.

Grab that ridiculous urge to do something silly, AND GO DO IT!

I'll never not go to an event simply because I am alone, ever again.

Life is far too short to not wear the Bone Ghoulette out to a midnight Album Launch.

I hope I'm not an Oracle.

I really hope I'm wrong.

I REALLY hope I'm wrong.

Wandered out into the world in Bat Bone Ghoulette again and actually got some cool photos!!

Can't stop won't stop

Exquisitely, Happily, Guilty

bitches will hear a song and be like 'this makes me feel like i have a gaping hole in my chest' and then they put it on repeat. its me im bitches

((Are you fucking kidding me? Where's my Joe?? He'd eat this (and me) up.))

You know I had to gif this

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Imagine this POV with me: (a little fiction for the fun of it and because sleep is not happening)

They see you.

They. See. You.

You're standing in a crowd of people crushing through the arena corridors between food vendor lines that are absurdly in the way, and the noisy merch sellers.

You find yourself trapped in a standstill. You're nearly crushed up against the person that dead stopped infront of you. There's just so many lines over lapping and people dead stopping to gawk at their tickets and phones.

No one ever looks up.

But, in these moments where you feel your heart pounding too hard and the crush of the crowd too much, you got in the habit of looking up to find free space to breathe.

You closed your eyes. Tilted your chin up and up, letting your head fall back against your shoulders. And inhaled.

The arena air wasn't anything special. Beer is always a sharp, cutting note through the grease of hot dogs and popcorn. You keep breathing a few lungfuls more.

As you open your eyes, expecting to see a white painted criss-cross of steel girders and concrete slabs, you instead make contact with darkness.

You're so surprised by the unexpected, that you can't really understand what you're looking at until it moves. And shines.

About 20 feet above you, gliding along a catwalk, is The Band.

You're stunned. You're seeing them. And they're very clearly seeing you. Except, no way. Right? Nah, you're one face in this chaotic sea of fans, there's no way.

Tobias has been walking with his head focused on the crowd. He loves to see his congregation before sevice. Welcoming them with love and blessings for a good evening. He is the silent Watcher in the Sky right here, right now, and the irony is enough to make you chuckle.

The Ghoulettes are clearly gawking at all of you and are just as excited to see how many fans there are as you are to see all of the band.

You smile, a really big, toothy grin, as you watch them walk by. This is such a peaceful and rare moment. Like a nature documentary, but you're both observers and rare beautiful creatures to the other.

What if?

You just?

Waved?

You slowly, careful not to draw attention from the rest of the crushing crowd that isn't paying the slightest attention to anything, raise one hand over your head and.

Shake shake. Just a quick little wiggle of the wrist.

No way they saw that. Right?

Right?

Anyone that's known me in the last 20 years knows: I am Vampire obsessed.

I might feel very called out by Lachryma.

I fucking lovd it.

This meme, but your favorite papa outfits.

Oh sweet Lucifer