#STAY FUCKING CALM

[minthy]

YALL IT HAPPENED

FINALLY HAPPENED

YAYAYAYAY

[sephospaganplace]

New statue arrived!!!

[norylight]

OH MA GAAAAAD

[bxrningdragxn]

still screaming crying throwing up about the Legends ZA announcement

[xenocorner]

“You can’t honestly be drawing my hands again. You’re on the fast track to getting sick of me, you know?”

"Actually, dear doctor, I'm afraid I might just run out of space way faster than I could ever get sick of you and your pretty hands. After all, how could an artist get sick of their muse?"

[selineram3421]

Can i get a short fic on Alastor's future s/o confessing to him by singing Bad Romance by Lady Gaga (however the Halestorm cover) at like a Hotel event or something?

Sounds cute! I shall listen to the song while typing.

Serenata

Alastor X Punk Reader Oneshot

~

You were nervous.

Hell, nervous wasn't close to how you felt.

The Hotel was doing a kind of talent show, where anyone could come up and sing. Honestly, it was mostly for Charlie to sing to her hearts content, but Vaggie was hiding it as a way for more demons to try and stay at the hotel.

For some reason, your brain thought it'd be a good idea to sign up and dedicate a song to your long time crush.

Yeah! This will totally be fine and not humiliate you in front of possibly a hundred demons or so.

God, you wanted to wring the neck of your past self. Running a hand down your face, you sigh and shake your head side to side to rid the nerves.

Suck it up! You can't back out now.

Peaking out the curtains, you look out into the audience and find the demon you were looking for. Sitting in the-

The front row!?

Now you started pacing, pulling at the bottom of your shirt. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck-", you repeated.

You heard the audience clap and cheer, signaling the end of one performance. Meaning that it'd be your turn after the next.

Shit-

"Hey! You're up after this demon, start getting ready and break a leg!", Charlie says with a smile and gives you a thumbs up before leaving.

Breaking a leg is so much easier.

"Fucking shit-Whatever! Just fake it! Fake it. Pretend that you have confidence for at least five minutes!", you tell yourself, flicking your fingers to physically shake off the nerves. "Fake it!"

Putting up a calm neutral face, you did a singing warm up in the "dressing room."

It was just a room full of costumes but it muffled out noise just fine. Once stepping out, you heard Charlie call your name.

"You're up!", she said happily.

You hoped everything would turn out alright, stepping out onto the stage.

Remember, the worst that could happen is being rejected. Gee, thanks brain.

Now in front of the mic, you realized how much you hated being the center of attention. "Let's get this party fucking started!", you hid your true feelings and solidified your front as the demons cheered, ready for you to start.

The lights turned on, red and white with a few lasers.

~

The music started, only giving you a second.

Want your bad romance

Whistles were heard when singing the first line.

I want your ugly, I want your disease

I want your everything as long as it's free

I want your love (I want your love)

You couldn't look at him, knowing it would just make you freeze up. But you promised yourself, just at a few parts, let it all out.

You know that I need you

I want it bad, a bad romance

Closing your eyes tight for a bit, you tilt your head down and open them, looking straight at him.

I want your love and I want your revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

The lights followed the speed of the song, flashing with red.

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh)

I want your love and all your lovers' revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught in a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught in a bad romance

Want your bad romance

You let it out and turned your head away, closing your eyes tight, a little afraid to see his reaction.

The crowd was loving it though, their shouts loud enough for you to hear.

I want your horror

I want your design

'Cause you're a criminal as long as you're mine

I want your love ( I want your love )

Love love love

I want your love ( I want your love, I want your love )

You decided to move around on stage, standing still wasn't the best when your heart feels like its going to burst.

You know that I want you, and you know that I need you

I want it bad, a bad romance

The white lights began flashing this time.

You took a breath and sang out the next part with the heart like before.

I want your love, and I want your revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

( Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh )

I want your love and all your love has revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught it a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught in a bad romance

Want your bad romance

You were nearing the last bit, and started to build up the courage to look at those red eyes again.

I want your love- I don't wanna be friends!

You looked at him again, finding his eyes wide as he stared back at you from the crowd.

Je veux ton amour

Et je veux ta revanche

Je veux ton amour

I don't wanna be friends ( I don't wanna be friends ) I don't wanna be friends ( I don't wanna be friends )

No I don't wanna be friends!

Want your bad romance ( Want your bad romance ) Want your bad romance!!

Silver confetti appeared out of nowhere, but you guessed it was probably Angel's doing.

You decided to hold your hand out as if telling the crowd to sing along to the next part.

I want your love, and I want your revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

Surprisingly they did, making the room filled with the pumped up concert energy. It continued till the end, cheering, clapping and whistles sounded out around the area.

You bowed, using the little bit of confidence you had left to not run off the stage. Walking off instead and through the back.

"That was amazing you little shit!", Angel greeted you with a hug. "You didn't tell me you knew how to sing!"

"The confetti was you wasn't it?", you said.

"Actually it was me and Charlie.", the spider demon corrected.

"Who did the lights? That was awesome.", you ask as he lets go.

"Vaggie.", he says with a shrug. "Didn't know they knew that."

You took a few steps back and rubbed your arm, giving a small smile. "I'ma head outside for a bit. Kinda warm."

"Yeah, ok. See you later!", Angel waves as you leave.

Shit shit shit shit shit-

You slammed the door to the roof open and groaned. "God! What was I thinking!? I mean, I did fine! The crowd cheering was the result of that-", you began to spill out your thoughts while walking in a circle.

The wind was cold and loud, but it was better than being in a stuffy room with sweaty demons. It was loud enough for you to not hear the roof door opening.

As you turned to do another round of circles, you bumped into someone's chest. "Oof-!"

"Careful darling.", hands were placed on your upper arms. "Wouldn't want you walking off the edge.", a familiar static-y voice says.

Oh fuck, abort-!

You look up to find the demon that holds your affections, Alastor.

"Hey..", you smile and do a small wave while you're screaming in your head.

"You did wonderfully! I didn't know you could sing, it was quite the surprise! I thoroughly enjoyed your performance.", he says, now holding your hands.

"Oh, thanks. I-I never really sing around others, not my favorite thing.", you say shyly with a shrug and look to the side.

"Oh? I wonder what gave you the courage to do so tonight.", he looks at you with a grin.

You feel your face heat up and let out a sigh.

Now or never.

"Um, Alastor?", you turn to look at him again.

The red dressed demon hums and tilts his head.

"The song I sang tonight.. It.. It was for you.", you quickly look down at the ground. "I've had feelings for you for the longest time and I sang just for you tonight! You were the only one I was singing for!", you closed your eyes tight, waiting for his response.

Oh god, I'm gonna die from this damn heart!

"Look at me.", he says softly, with his hands now holding your face and tilting your head up.

You open your eyes slowly, looking up at him. Heart racing, faster than when you were on stage.

He smiles, a really nice wide but soft smile.

Fuck, I wanna kiss him-Shut up brain!

"Je veux ton amour, et je veux ta revache, je veux ton amour~", he sings, leaning in.

You blush and feel your heart skip, eyes wide.

"I'd like to have a "bad romance", as you've sung earlier.", Alastor says, looking into your eyes. "May I kiss you?"

Hell yeah.

You nod, not trusting your voice.

His smile widens and he put his lips to yours, tilting his head to the side as he does so.

Holy fuck, it's happening. Everybody stay calm! What's the procedure? Stay fucking calm!

Your fingers twitch and you move your hands to place them over his, beginning to kiss back. He holds you closer, putting an arm around you and keeps one on your cheek. You adjust youself to get comfortable in his hold.

This was the best night you've ever had in Hell.

~

This song cover was great to listen to. Gave me punk rock vibes.

~Seline, the person.

ML for Alastor🎙

[chirpsythismorning]

Woke up to THE Will Byers himself making a birthday post…

[sweetpatata1]

I’m seriously not kidding when I say had a dream like this last night. Almost like the universe was warning me about my eventual freakout.

[the-writer-mao]

“ sorry for being cute 🌼🙏🎧 “

Oh my god, I think Toei knows e x a c t l y what they’re doing

[going-to-superhell]

I fucking forgot about this

[shedontlovehuhself]

[forbidden-sin-bin]

i had a whole ass baby

OH MY GODDDD

EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP AND START CELEBRATING MY PAL’S NEW BABY HOLY SHIT CONGRATULATIONS 🎉

[loveyourownsmiilee]

It really is happening isn’t it?!? They’re really gonna get together this season aren’t they?!? We’re really gonna be winning this season aren’t we?!? 😭😭😭

[weebssecretattic]

❝The tides are true as the ocean is deep ❞

[storm-of-feathers]

ONE HOUR UNTIL WE ALL FUCKING DIE

[phierecycled]

Guys…I think it’s happening…I think the Book of Mormon fandom is growing again (slowly)

My BoM posts are getting notes, other people’s BoM posts are getting notes, I just saw a KEVIN PRICE EDIT on Instagram and BoMTok is a literal thing now