This Is So Cool. I Love Seeing Fanart For Sitcoms, It’s Great - Especially Older Ones.

Maybe it’s just because I don’t know a lot about the band - especially considering most people seem to hate the bara no seido era - but I adore everything about this. Beast of Blood is probably my favourite song by them. I also adore the more gothic look (as a goth, rather than a person interested in Vkei). This whole video is everything I want in life.

From what I’ve heard of the different eras, I also prefer Klaha’s sound to Gackt’s…

I just ordered some Malice Mizer cds, and I’m so excited! Did I pay an obscene amount of money for them? Yes, I did. Will I have to stay home until this time next month to avoid spending more money than feasible? Yes, I will. Was it worth it? I think so 😂. I ordered Merveiles, the Beast of Blood single, and the ‘Best Selection’.

That photo of Klaha with the cat never fails to crack me up

♱𝕭𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 ♱

Secondo has always been the Papa I know the least about, but things like this just make me laugh 😂 . I appreciate that he is a more subtle, content papa - I adore the dramatic antics of Popia, and the cryptid misadventures of Primo, but Secondo of all people being the normal one in the family - especially compared to Nihil and Seestor - is such a funny concept.

Often times I find that nothing the fandom can come up with is able to top the lunacy of what is canon, and this is a good example of such a thought.

So I was going through papaganda 3 photos, and found this from a photoshoot in Swedish rock magazine, supposedly of Papa in his house.

There is so much to unpack here. PLEASE tell me this is his room. I would absolutely love that.

Does he dress the doll in different outfits every day? Did he buy it little sunglasses to match him?

This is such Italian grandmother attire and I just know he has grandma hobbies. He is so ridiculously silly I love him

AHAHHAHAHHH I GOT IT >:)

figured out how to draw his hair to some degree

additional lil' Stendhal doodles

The idea of him spending hours each day brushing out and ironing his hair is freaking hilarious to me. Wtf was his hair routine before he decided "you know what. fuck it. this time can be spent more productively."

Saw this in a Facebook group and my first thought was

“Did…did Mildred type this? 👁👄👁”

That is so heart-wrenching. I love it.

You should give it a read, it hurts really good :'0

"Here Comes the Sun" Here's the fic link if you want to experience some Emeritus brothers angst

So..whats your opinion on Count Dracula and The Phantom of the opera basically being the peepaws of slashers who are in the nursing home on life support? "back in MY day---" -Dracula. Probably

Absolutely.

As a lover of Draculas and Phantoms, I can concur.

Same as last time. Gorgeous pictures.

(That seems to be my word of the week lately, I wonder how that happened? Maybe I’m just appreciating art more?)

Malice Mizer Vicious Feb. 2001

Sparkly golden disco lizard - ha! That’s the best thing I’ve ever heard.

I had similar thoughts, especially because i prefer Rumplestiltskin when he’s scaly (and actually has a personality), because he’s so much more fun.

We all know that Rumple's got lots of self-loathing, among other things connected with the way he looked in the EF because it represents how inhuman and monstrous he is.

Now imagine for some reason he and Belle end up back in the EF at some point in the show... or maybe EF 2 in S7...

And Rumple grows scaly and golden and sparkly and lizardy again and he hides from Belle because he is ashamed, because he can't bear to see the expression on her face when she sees the reminder of who he truly is...

But when Belle eventually finds him - because she always does - she takes one look at him and just... smiles and runs up to him and envelopes him in a tight hug and has the audacity to sigh contently against a very baffled Rumple.

Because as much as she loves his human form, as much as she loves him in any form, period, this Rumple - the sparkly golden disco lizard - is her Rumple, the one she met first, the one she got to know first, the one she fell in love with first.

And she missed him... she really did.

Because I need some Kami appreciation amongst all the later era posters. I feel I am selling Gackt a bit short here - I love him too.

Illuminati is such a banger. I’m going to ignore whatever the lyrics translate to - and any implications associated - and simply enjoy myself here…

MALICE MIZER

Illuminati visuals;

Merveilles

Exactly.

You draw a lot of soft big brother Primo and for that I'm super grateful but like, do you have any art/ideas for unhinged Primo who wants to punch pandas and invade countries and all that? Just curious 👀

Sorry for the long delay :'] I’m sorry I don’t currently have any doodles or art of unhinged Primo, but that doesn’t mean I’m not plagued by Primo thoughts.

The big disclaimer here is that this is all personal headcannons; I’m the type of Ghost fan that generally wants to follow the cannon, but also, you know, is more than fine with adapting and extrapolating a few things… So, all this is about my Personal Primo conjecture lol

Everything we’ve ever gotten about Primo in cannon paints him as batshit crazy, but somehow fandom morphed him into a much gentle figure. And I honestly enjoy both sides and think he can be both :’]

Like… Primo loves his little brothers, but hates humans. He grows a beautiful garden but anticipates the day it will be destroyed in Armageddon. He makes tea blends with the same precision he would conduct a sacrificial ritual. He curls up in an armchair next to a cozy fireplace with an ancient tomb on demonology in his lap. There is a non-zero amount of dead bodies in his garden, feeding the flowers with their decaying flesh.

And he believes there’s something beautiful about that; the cycle of life and death, the miracle of life and the necessity of death.

Primo hates the government and he hates society; he hates humanity. He believes it to be corrupt and evil – and looks forward to the day that it reaps what it deserves. It also means that he doesn’t have a lot of personal objections to doing ‘evil’ things, himself.

I do not think that makes him a complete monster (because completely chaotic evil characters aren’t that interesting to me). Primo doesn’t go out of his way to be cruel.

Like, Primo has no qualms with sacrificing a goat or lamb on the alter, but wouldn’t kick a puppy. Primo wouldn’t hesitate to kill a man if he deemed it necessary, but he’s always kind to children. He would burn down a government building for fun, but he wouldn’t burn down a family home. He would absolutely have a reporter abducted because the Clergy kept badgering him to do interviews, but would see to it that the reporter had lunch.

Now – the Ghost Project.

Primo had no interest in it. He looked at his father, who he hates, and the flashy, rock n’ roll lifestyle, and quickly decided he wanted nothing to do with it. But he wasn’t given a choice in the matter. He does come around to aspects of it, though. He realizes that music can be a powerful tool to lure people into the Ministry. He realizes that he can influence people with music.

He commits to Ghost; writing songs and performing, singing Satan’s praises. His time as frontman is dedicated to his dark lord. Primo does not want the Ghost Project to be about him – he wants it to be about the message, alone. So, he tries to stay anonymous. He tries to stay separate.

But the people want a rockstar, they want interviews, they want personalization. And the Clergy pressures him to give them that. So, he breaks down and gives them interviews. Primo is old at this point – old and a little bitter. He doesn’t give a shit about the interviews.

So, he gets exceptionally high, sits down, and decides to have some fun with them.

So yeah, sure, he’d hit a panda in the face with a brick, but he wouldn’t do it for free – like, $500 bucks would do it. And sure, hell, he’d be down for some world domination, why not? Sounds like fun. Also, yeah, you know what, his d!ck is 13 inches long, write that down, it’s important. His Ghouls sit there in silent agony while their leader rattles off whatever wild bull he happens to think of off the top of his head, and he’s having a blast watching the interviewer get more and more uncomfortable.

And then his time as frontman is over, and he gladly turns over the Mitre to his little brother and returns to a quiet life of blood sacrifices and quiet gardening.