CHVRCHES PULPIT

In light of everything that’s happened, why not be the guy who died and rose three days later? Technically speaking, it happened already (though it wasn’t three days). He can put his artistic side to good use by zombifying himself up for the night and, because he’s Noah, he’ll be the one person most people don’t dress up as for Halloween unless they’re being assholes. And it’s a fun gag that Noah still doesn’t know he’s a scion.

Honestly, it explains itself. 

(Maybe it’s wishful thinking that had her talk Raziel into a couple’s costume – maybe the Addamses & their unyielding, ardent, argumentless devotion might rub off on them, at least for a night.)

Born into nobility, highly educated, and extremely vain. People hear Elizabeth Bathory and think of her bathing in blood. But that would be doing her injustice. She could speak and write two languages in a time that was unheard of for women and struck such fear and revelation in the villagers that they did nothing. She was richer than the lords themselves and had all the say. Considered the most beautiful woman in Hungrary, she bathed in blood not just to attain the youthful look, but also because she got off on their lives ending.

In armor dented by use and polished by hand, a tendency to appear in the crux of battle with wings outstretched, to predict deaths, forewarn disaster–the Morrigan, flickering in and out of historical record.

Every killer, thief, and cheat knows not to rely on one another, but there’s a strange fragile trust between criminals, isn’t there? These two haven’t quite reached the status of the original ride or die pair, they’ll have to cut the shit on the petty squabbling first – but at least this time, they’ll come dressed to be guilty on arrival. 

Honestly, Oscar Wilde is a style icon and someone that Isaiah looks up to. What better way to honour him than to have dress inspired by him? Gold accents pinned in his hair and painted on his nails are, to Isaiah, a representation of the works Oscar Wilde held in his mind and gave with his hands — or really just that Isaiah likes to be fancy. Take your pick.

Disney Princesses always held a special place with Shibah. They taught generations that following your dreams and going after what you want to do is okay, even if the rest of the world frowns on your ideas. Ariel especially because of her want to see a world different than her own. Even though she was a princess she refused to be put in the typical princess box no matter what her father tried to tell her. This reminded Shibah of her days of being human and being told that she should be a proper girl and that she should leave painting to the men. Of course since the party was a Halloween one, she had to put a twist on it. After watching a few youtube tutorials she got to work and put her painting skills to good use. It was challenging at first but she’s proud of what it turned out looking like.

Ft @castitas-etsuko as a wolf-damaged Red. 

Though maybe she should have gone as Regan MacNeil instead…

What better way to celebrate the most horror filled holiday of the year than the epitome of terror. The Exorcist sparked Zack’s love for all things horror, and it was easy enough for him to gather the pieces of his costume, and get as close to authentic as possible. He’d even managed to get some blessed Holy Water to become Father Merrin.

What’s more in the spirit of Halloween and the supposed world ending than a dead Horseman? Gabe’s sense of humor is on point, coming in with her signature style of black on black on black but paired with a horse mask and a deathly pallor to her skin. She thinks it’s funny because there’s nothing funnier than a dead Horseman.

Only, this is Belial, so of course he had to put his own spin on it, and with a pair of killer legs to show off, why not have fun before the end of the world?

Maybe there is a part of him that died after all. Maybe he’s much more like a vampire than he’d ever admit.

Wings clipped. A life cut short. Adele embodies the ghostly figure that was once Wendy Darling. Clothed only in a vintage lace, full length gown, and her hair half pulled back in a single black bow — it’s the makeup that gives her the allure of the dead with a deception of life still left in her. Broken wings hang off her back from the hands that held her to the ground, granting her the wish she’d made once — never to grow up. She won’t as the dead rarely do. But her love for the shadow that she continues to see, dressed all in black, hasn’t faded.