#zombie queen

[do2faj]

Black light guides you..

I kinda hate how Ghuleh's face turned out but I'm very proud of Secondo's🕯️

I'm really tired of working in grayscales I thought it would be easier for me at the start but now I feel like it takes much longer for me to finish a piece :/ I'm gonna get back to working with colors (I don't think I remember how tho)

[just-eddie505]

Ghuleh/Zombie Queen

[missygoesmeow]

Ghuleh/Zombie Queen my contribution for the @infestizine fan zine you can download the free zine here you can purchase a print of my piece here

[jussttine]

White suit entertainment

[risunsky]

The nice thing about watercolour work is that "waiting for it to dry" is a good excuse to do something else on the side. like… Copia portrait AGAIN. (I feel like Captain Holt and his stone paintings.) I'm so glad that I've become more efficient, allowing me to do better things in less time.

By the way, please don't mind if I don't reply to messages at the moment, I'm not ignoring you, I'm just overwhelmed by work and people's expectations, I hope you have a good holiday season. 🧡

[novaiisk]

Papa Emeritus II, Secondo, unearths the zombie queen 💚🪦🤍

[prints]

[mephistopheles2022]

🎶...Black light guides you, Ghuleh Ghuleh...🎶

[profanepurity]

I just want to say: A) Your art is beautiful. B) I love you. C) I will devour anything you post.

Thank you. ♥

No thank YOU‼️ You’re the sweetest! 💕

Here’s some silly little sketches of Secondo with Infestissumam Omega, Phil, and a little peak of a new character, Sister Diana 🪦💐

You’re lovely, thank you for the ask!❤️

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🖤I’m slowly working through asks, please bare with me! Working on a particularly fun one at the moment 🖤

[fallenangelvexed]

Anyway, let's celebrate Ghost losing the Grammy with another song!

Links under the cut:

Song:

Live performance 1:

Live performance 2:

[beepophobia]

Zombie Queen

Zombie Queen

Black light guides you

Ghuleh Ghuleh

[alberichfanpage]

"You are an odd one" - Fia

[nuntia]

I would really love to see Papa II's letter to his departed love in your performance... You do it so delightfully...

Secondo, having been retired for a long time, writes another letter to his beloved, with whom he spent quite a long period of his life. But, she left him and this world before he did. And he will never send this letter, again. But it's okay, it's okay, Secondo is already old, and the new Papa is coping well with his duties. They will be together again.

Wait for me

His Eminente Papa Emeritus II & Sibling of Sin (reader)

Preface: Papa Secondo loved. Loved madly, even when all he had left was nostalgia and the eagerness to one day see again who had taken his heart.

[SECRETS FROM THE CLERGY]

His Eminence had a lover with whom he shared decades of his life in a relationship of mutual respect, support and admiration. Fate was not kind, however, and the letters that never left his bedroom were the only ways he expressed his feelings for this late love.

It was also in the chaotic mess of the Ministry's refurbishments that I found this letter coming from His Eminence Papa Secondo II's bedroom. Fortunately, I found this before everything is packed into crates that will be stored in the basement of the abbey!

Get the tissues.

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My dear, eternal love,

I'm writing to you once again because I feel that only you can help me. Remind me: on what day did I see Reina stand up in front of me? I ask you because that day never leaves my mind: it was on that day that I knew for sure that my love for you was destined to last forever, she told me so herself: "You have a love like mine..." ¹

I don't remember the day because there's something that occupies my ability to go back far enough in time for the exact numbers: to have a love like hers. At the time, I thought her words referred to a fiery, resilient, against-the-rules, persistent and true love like the one she had with il Re ² in life, which only proved to be more honest and mad after death and two hearts in bloody fists.

However, she knew something I didn't and couldn't know until the day that consumes all my sleep, that took part of me so far away that the life I lead sometimes no longer makes sense.

You left me without warning. You left this world without your lovely and irreplaceable presence, without the knowledge that they would be the last words, the last look, the last touch.

The worst part of all this, mistress of my heart, body, mind and soul, is the memory of the moment I felt my chest tighten when I let you go from my arms.

You smiled at me, squeezed my biceps through the sleeves of my shirt, gave my lips a kiss that tore into another wide smile as you said you loved me with the movement of your lips so close to mine, and pulled away. An inexplicable anguish seized my chest, flooded my eyes with tears.

You looked at me again with that beautiful smile of yours and I just wanted to cry.

When you stepped back to pick up your suitcase, your features so delicate and smooth in their movement, I felt the urge to hug you once more.

I didn't, because goodbyes had already happened dozens of times and this would be just one more. I had work to be done as a cardinal, and so did you. But if you only knew how much I regret not holding you and never letting go...

I'm not a king to make you queen. Nor am I His Majesty Papa Emeritus to make you Most Reverend Prime Mover of Emeritus II. And I'm no longer His Eminence Papa Emeritus II—a title we dreamt of together, but you never even got to see me ascend—to keep your name in the Dark Masses as a whisper amongst everyone.

And nobody will know about this letter, like so many others, which will be so well guarded that only when this imposing stone crumbles will they be unveiled.

Perhaps it's just as well. Our love remains between us, between those who saw us love, those who heard us love and the confidences of black ink letters smeared in tears and blood.

"You will love for no long time," said the Queen. But she also said that I had a love like hers. Her love will last until eternity. And so will ours.

I'm old. My brother has taken on the Papacy with devotion and dedication, winning hearts all over the world, raising our name to important appointments in the world of music.

Soon I'll be with you again, my love. I'll meet you with open arms. Embrace you, ravish you with my lips and merge us into one. I'll listen to everything you have to tell me, what have taken you from me; and then I'll tell you my life, but in time, we'll have a whole eternity to ourselves.

Wait for me, please. Wait for me. Wait for me. I'm on my way.

Whose heart, body and soul you have,

Second Emeritus

— Letter dated February 2018, written by His Eminence Papa Emeritus II to a Sibling of Sin

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¹ Part of a Journal from around 80's/90's. You can find it in here

² Ignez de Castro, allegedly the birth name of Her Majesty Zombie Queen, was mistress of the Portuguese king D. Pedro I. They secretly got married in 1554. You can read more about it in here

I apologize for the delay in responding to the request, life has been busy.

I do not have much information about the Sibling of Sin Papa wrote to, Years passed and the only thing known is that they had an admirable romance until the 90s, when tragedy struck and Sibling never returned to His Eminence's arms.

He was also never open about talking about the loss. Little is known about the melancholy that led him to leave Emeritus Abbey for a few months. I think it was through the letters that he expressed his true feelings, but these were never sent nor, apparently, read by anyone.

One thing is certain that now His Eminence and his beloved are together once again. May they have the love they desire.

May the Lord Below guide you into the night,

Nuntia

[missygoesmeow]

The moon is full and shines An evil blinding light Under a monolith, her likeness Marble white

Zombie Queen Zombie Queen Black light guides you Ghuleh Ghuleh

[slowpenguin]

Zombie Queen!

Inspired by amazing @risunsky ZQ arts and representations of her!

[risunsky]

I felt like doing one again, just like that.

[a-cosmic-elf]

My first introduction to Ghost was listening to Opus Eponymous and Infestissumam back-to-back on YouTube.

The first album left me cold until the final track Genesis, which has a Floyd-esque ‘Welcome to the Machine’ style vibe that piqued my interest.

and then half way through Infest I had my ‘oh, OH..!’ moment.

Where tf had this band been all my life!

If you only ever listen to one track by Ghost, let it be Ghuleh/Zombie Queen.

The growls, the chills, the rocking out at the end, dear lord. This track has it all. Have mercy.