THIRTY-ONE DAYS OF GHOST ⛧ DAY ONE
first song you heard — Mary On A Cross
September 1969; Papa Nihil and the beginning of the Ghost Project take to the stage at the Whiskey a Go Go club in Los Angeles, under the watchful eye of Sister Imperator. Fifty-three years later, in Tampa, Florida, Papa Emeritus the Fourth performs Mary On A Cross, unaware that he is singing the story of his parents—and that of himself.
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ignore the blank space by Tic
well. i HAD another character fully done (well, technically 2 bt that doesn't matter since it was only a head of one of them) krita really hates when i insert text though. so that's all gone, but have all (-2) of the users i've designed so far
i also had a little thing that related to lore but krita hated that apparently (how dari i even attempt to insert text and forget to save the drawing)
anyways, bet you didn't expect me to make KinitoPET user ocs, didja?
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queued 30-something succposts 👍 i had to stop because i went far enough down my "x" tag to crash my app but i remember where i was so unfortunately i will continue sometime tomorrow. i don't know how a queue works so. i'm sorry in advance for the dribbling and constant stream of succession posts to come. just block the tag "succmas," you don't have to unfollow me, please, i'm begging you. 🙏
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Poem about the moon
At times like these
I find a lot of comfort in the Moon.
there's a skylight in my bathroom
and if I time things just right
I'm able to sit
in her light
and talk to her.
I tell her about my day
about how I feel
Lay my head in her lap and ramble
as she combs my hair with her fingers;
gently,
untangling my curls and
by extension,
my thoughts
She's humming now
because I've lost my words and
I'm crying,
out of frustration or sadness?
I'm not sure.
But she soothes me
Until my tears have dried on my cheeks
Kissing my forehead gently
She reminds me that I have strength
that my life will have phases
just as she does
Guides me back to my bed and
tucks me in
squeezing my hands and humming ever so softly
and I can't help but drift back asleep
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love it when i'm feeling stressed so i go to put on any random scott thompson video where he talks about trauma and comedy bc they're so cathartic 10/10 coping mechanism but then i see in the recommended the goddamn "human urinal" standup set and i just go well this isn't what i was looking for at all but now i need to watch this again
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