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Transphobia isn't metal.
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is dating a ghost necrophilia?
Please refer to the flowchart.
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Tony are you upset Nickles is real
Of course nickles are fucking real why would that make me upset
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Its not the end of the world.
It's not the end of the world.
:flicker:
It's not
The end of the world.
:flickerflicker:
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TAKE ME OUT TO THAT ONE CITY
WHERE THE SOMETHING SOMETHING SOMETHING AND THE GIRLS ARE PRETTY!!!
I suck at karaoke, but I hear you are a master of music! Wanna go somewhere tonight?
Oh! Like, a date? I mean, i'd be a pretty cheap date. I don't need to eat or drink human food. Pretty sure I can't. But I can dance, and hell yeah I can sing! C'mon, let's hit the town, babeI It's been ages since I went out. Dead people usually ain't on the guest list to the good clubs.
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What are your plans for the New Year, Tony?
Downside of being a ghost is that I can't party. I mean, I can't do party stuff. I can't eat or drink human food and I promised I wouldn't get smashed on ghost liquor anymore.
Guess the most I can hope for is a kiss...
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Ever heard of the Japanese movie House?
Aw, shit, that's the far-out one where the girl goes to visit her aunt with her friends and the aunt's house eats them all, right? Shit was nuts.
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Goth chicks?
Nice.
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— responses to “what are we to each other” ੈ♡˳
inspired by my other prompt, enjoyyyy
↬ “do i really have to spell it out for you?”
↬ “whatever you want us to be”
↬ “what do you mean, i��ve been wrapped around your finger this whole time?”
↬ “just ask me out directly instead of beating the bush like this”
↬ “well, what do you want us to be?”
↬ “are we in a cliché movie scene? why did you just ask that?”
↬ “we don’t have to put a label to whatever we are, let’s just be us”
↬ “isn’t it obvious what we are?”
↬ “currently, just friends, wanna be lovers instead?”
↬ “i can’t see you other than as a friend”
↬ “we could be something more, but i don’t think i’m ready yet”
↬ “you’re like a sibling to me, why?”
↬ “let’s just remain as bittersweet memories for each other”
↬ “strangers. we’re better off that way”
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Is there anything you hate about the Midwest? And is there something you actually like about it?
I like the lakes. Fishing, swimming, there's lots of green space and woods around. Great place for a kid, literal environment-wise. Spent a lot of summers outside. I hate the people, for the most part. I mean it ain't like, cool to generalize like that, I know, but the ratio of repressed killjoy assholes to actual cool people is like, really high.
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"I'm glad I can be here too." There wasn't really more to say than that. He could feel it. Maybe that's what he was made of, the misty, tingly, glowy stuff that made up his being. Memories and feelings bound up by whatever a soul was and made tangible. Maybe his dearest, strongest wish, just to give it all a purpose. To be near you. To be by your side and never leave you. It was a bittersweet wish. The unsaid feeling, so powerful it's what led him to the spectral drink in the first place, heaved against the dams of his common sense. It burned on the tip of his tongue and he swallowed it back like fireball whiskey. He had to know, right? Pickles was smart. So much smarter than he gave himself credit for. He couldn't not know. Not when Tony wore his heart on his sleeve so easily. You should tell him, just to confirm it. No. Don't you fucking dare. Leave it. Just leave it. Glowing blue held on emerald green. He always had the prettiest eyes. There wasn't any comparison. A little shiver trickled down Tony's nonexistant spine. Eye contact was its own kind of intimacy. "...sorry for making you worry about me."
Tony? You uh...you around here somew— oh you've gotta be kidding me. Give me that!
:frustratedly snatching the bottle of weird ghost alcohol away:
What are you doing?? Goddamnit, Antonio....
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Goddamnit, Antonio.
It cut a bit through the haze, even as Tony tried weakly to grab the mostly empty bottle back. The intoxicated cloud of good memories tore a bit.
Goddamnit, Antonio, you're never gonna get your shit together, are you? For fuck's sake, man, I'm getting real tired of this bullcrap.
He'd left about a month later.
Blinking, the quad-color cycle of the phantom bassist's aura started to even out to its usual electric blue at the realization that he was probably in big trouble. He tried to think straight, come up with something to apologize, to explain himself... but all that came out of his mouth was two words.
"...aw, shit."
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For curiosity’s sake, can you draw what ghost Tony looks like?
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kinda like that
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Is your purple hair natural?
Honestly? Nothing about me is natural right now.
As for when I was alive... wouldn't you like to know? 😜
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Do you wear cologne?
I used to. Then. Um. I stopped. For reasons.
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Tell me - which one of your fan interactions did you enjoy the most?
Aw, geez, I can't pick. I've met a ton of people and most of them were awesome. That's the thing about humans. They can be douchebags for sure. But unite them with something positive? There's nothing more beautiful than just... humans, all basking in good vibes. Something they love.
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Favorite condiment to put on food?
Cheese sauce. Either that or mustard.
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