#dancing coffin

[rosamelo99]

Dancing pallbearers from Ghana.

Song: Commando

Artist: Mavokali

Version: Song: Dansa Portu Mapopo

Artist: Fandho Remix Terbaru 2022

[galactic-murmaider]

So ummm I tried to look up picture of the black psychopomp rabbits to show my friend…and turns out those things were from the book and not just something del Toro and McHale made up

I mean this research expedition has been quite a rabbit hole (pun fully intended because I am terrible) of finding out how different the original 1940 Disney film (can confirm, I’m a dumb American LOL) is from the source material…and just how plain weird the book is to be frank. Like I would love to see an episode of Lost In Adaptation cover this.

[morganbritton132]

I can see Eddie randomly inviting Gareth and Jeff and (unnamed freak) over and Steve just locking himself in the bedroom or locking them in the basement (and then turning on ABBA or something of the like really loud to drown them out)

This is exactly why they soundproofed the basement.

Originally, Eddie wanted to use the garage as a rehearsal space. He wanted to take the band back to their roots and play like they were still just hanging out in Gareth’s mom’s garage. Steve initially agreed to this, but he would have agreed to anything as long as it got Eddie’s equipment out of the middle of their living room.

The problem was that they weren’t in Gareth’s mom’s garage anymore and they weren’t playing with shitting instruments and shitty amps. They were loud and they got three noise complaints within the first month of living there.

They couldn’t even practice if Steve had a migraine because the music was so loud that it literally shook the house.

So, they soundproof the basement.

There’s enough space for their instruments, for a couch, for a recording booth against the back wall so they don’t have to rent space in the city every time they want to record a demo. They can move around and truly preform, and you can’t hear a single thing that happens in that studio anywhere else in the house.

Which is good because if Steve is listening to ABBA or the BeeGees and Jeff hears it, they lose Jeff. He is an avid disco fan. Him and Steve used to jam out together on the bus when they toured together.

[sleep-drink]

This is Actor AU if you squint

I KNOW he’s LITERALLY darla dimple, BUT I CANT HELP IT I LOVE THIS SCENE 🥹

Also what???? Dolly but colored in? Pshaww, ur seein’ things

[dont-offend-the-bees]

We really only saw scraps of the wedding and reception so like, obviously I can’t help but think of other little things that couldve happened over the course of the night.

Things like idk, Guillermo giving a best man speech, where he gently teases Nandor in ways he wouldn’t have been allowed in years past and Nandor pouts but he loves it and most of the vampire wedding guests are confused as to why the human can speak to him like that but the polycule are rolling with laughter, the Sire’s snickering and the Baron’s doing his little lilting ‘ha, ha, ha!’. And Guillermo caps off the teasing with something so soft and sentimental that Laszlo and Nadja gag and Nandor gazes at him with that fucking smitten expression of his and someone hastily starts the fucking music for dancing because the atmosphere just got too charged in here.

Things like Marwa, after smothering Guillermo’s face with kisses, asking him to dance and them twirling and giggling and being adorable. And Nandor asking if he can cut in, and Guillermo saying of course and putting Marwa’s hand in Nandor’s, and Nandor having no idea how to say that that’s not what he meant; and Marwa having no idea how to say she’s about as disappointed as he is.

Things like Nandor worrying about leaving Guillermo asleep and vulnerable in a lobby full of departing vampires, telling his actual fucking bride that he’ll see her back at the house, and carefully scooping up his little best man and flying him home in his arms to tuck him into bed.

Things like Nandor and Marwa finally getting home, getting into a room alone, fidgeting awkwardly because it’s the wedding night and y’know what that means, Nadja and Laszlo just sang a whole fucking song about it, but instead mutually agreeing that they’re a bit tired and just. Going to sleep. And not talking about the very uncomfortable fact that they’re currently both wishing they could be saying their goodnights to the same person who isn’t in this room right now.

[too-cool-for-facebook]

Meanwhile, on Tumblr...

[cw: flashing]

[kkrazy256]

The nat 20 dance to bless all your future rolls

[ramonahatesromance]

it's finally feeling like halloween 🖤

[x-heesy]

Nᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ɪsɴ’ᴛ ᴀ Cᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴍᴇɴᴛ, ᴘʜᴜᴄᴋʜᴇᴀᴅᴢ

🎹

Ooof 😅

Hey there demons, it's me, yeah boy

First things first guys

I just gotta say fuck normies

Uh, I'm sick of their memes

I'm sick of their shitty normie fucking memes

They're posting on facebook

Their stupid "Catch me outside" memes

Their pickle rick memes, man fuck normies!

When I die bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks too often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome

When I die bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks too often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome, uh

Slit my wrists fill the cup, can't co-exist

Not enough ball my fist

Throw it up, kill the kids let death erupt

Slit my wrists fill the cup, can't co-exist

Not enough ball my fist

Throw it up, kill the kids let death erupt

Yeah, light it up when I come out the grave

Gonna get my revenge, it'll be depraved

I'll be you chasing you down

Make 'em beg and plead "no"

Got nothin' to lose at the end of my ropes

Like this, they don't know what I'ma do

Boy, you better duck when a man come through

With an AR you're on my radar

Ain't nobody gonna help you no safeguard, yeah

Slit my wrists fill the cup, can't co-exist

Not enough ball my fist

Throw it up, kill the kids let death erupt

Slit my wrists fill the cup, can't co-exist

Not enough ball my fist

Throw it up, kill the kids let death erupt

When I die bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks too often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome

When I die bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks too often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome, uh

Lost inside my thoughts I just might hit the fucking bottom

I ain't got hope left in my heart I just might hit the fuckin' bottle

It's just me and all I got is me that is all I need in the middle of

The bed I see the paper in my dreams

Every day is a God damn struggle

Fuck it anything to help me? Nothing-nothing

Tossing and turning my stomach is churning

I call out to god but I'm better off burning

I wish I could end it, I wish I could end it

I'm hanging on by a thread lets not pretend that I'm fine

I'm losing my God damn mind, yeah

I'm losing my God damn mind

When I die bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks too often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome

When I die bury me inside a Gucci coffin

Make hits all day and there ain't no stoppin'

Jake Hill, Josh A make tracks too often

I ain't need a gold chain 'cause we're too damn awesome

Slit my wrists fill the cup, can't co-exist

Not enough ball my fist

Throw it up, kill the kids let death erupt

Slit my wrists fill the cup, can't co-exist

Not enough ball my fist

Throw it up, kill the kids let death erupt

Wow! That was a very evil track

I'm sorry guys, I didn't mean to really go in

I apologize but-but like God damn

Woof 🐶

Gucci Coffin by Josh A, iamjakehill @bigbonzo ⚰️

[strale-light]

~What I imagine is going through brams mind in the newest episode~

(I photo shopped brams mouth in the last on cuz it's funny)

[thejesterlad]

am i the only one who was. absolutely flabbergasted that Thank You Very Much is a song. It's literally about the townspeople being happy Scrooge is dead. AND THE ENTIRE DAMN TIME HE'S THINKING THEY'RE SINGING HIS PRAISES. I'M NOT COMPLAINING I GENUINELY THINK IT'S BRILLIANT AND KINDA HILARIOUS AT THE SAME TIME IN SOME DARK HUMOUR WAY

[artofalyksandr]

Forever yours, faithfully

Accompanying ficlet below the cut. Please be kind, I haven’t written fanfic in like 8 years, and I have no beta

Journey was playing from Gareth and Eddie’s room, again. Eddie at least had the decency to turn it down when Gareth walked in, but he didn’t bother changing the tape.

“Hey, Eds. How ya feeling?”

Eddie was quiet for a while, sitting on his bed staring into the middle distance. Gareth sat gently beside him, accustomed to Eddie’s quiet moments and willing to wait. 

“I want to add something to the set list.”

“Okay,” Gareth nodded. “Whatcha thinkin’?”

Instead of answering, Eddie turned the stereo back up. An introductory instrumental began and soon enough, Steve Perry started crooning through the speakers.

Highway run, into the midnight sun

Wheels go ‘round and ‘round, you’re on my mind

Oh, the situation was worse than Gareth thought. 

“Sure, Eds, we can totally do that.” 

Eddie seemed to relax at Gareth’s lack of protest. “Thanks, Gare.”

Gareth nodded and patted Eddie’s shoulder. He left Eddie to his dissociative moping and headed down to the reception desk to use their phone.

It wasn’t a secret how much Eddie missed Steve. The two had been nearly attached at the hip since the awful events of Spring Break ‘86. Gareth didn’t know what all went down in that week but when Eddie showed up nearly dead after a town-wide witch hunt, Steve hardly left his side. They hadn’t been apart for more than two weeks since. The longer they were apart, the grouchier Eddie got. 

Gareth loved Eddie, he did. Eddie was his brother in all the ways that really mattered, but even he had his limits. And it turns out his limit was Journey. 

The line rang once, then twice. Halfway through the third ring, the other end picked up.

“Harrington residence: this is Steve.”

“Hey, Steve. It’s Gareth, is Robin at yours?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Can I talk to her?”

Gareth heard a muffled conversation and some shuffling on the other end before he finally heard Robin pick up the reciever.

“Go for Robin.”

“Hey, Robin, it’s Gareth. We’ve got a problem.”

“Tour life kicking your ass?”

“No, actually it’s been really good so far, we’re all having a blast. But I’m worried about Eddie, really worried. A few nights ago I caught him listening to Journey. Journey, Robin! And when I came back to our room tonight, he just turned the tape down instead of changing it. He want’s to add ‘Faithfully’ to the set list.”

“Shit, that’s bad.” Robin hissed. “Do you think it’s time?”

“Yeah, I think it is.”

Before Corroded Coffin left on tour, Robin and Gareth had agreed that they could call if their respective best friends seemed to be spiralling without their partner. Without question, or justification, they would fly Steve out to whichever city the band would play next so he and Eddie could meet up. 

“Okay, we’ll be there. What’s your next stop? ”

Gareth let out a sigh of relief. “Next up is Boston, day after tomorrow.”

“That’s perfect actually, I’ll coordinate with Nance. I’ll just tell Steve we’re going to visit her.”

That’s right, Nancy Wheeler was going to college in Boston. 

“Thank you so much, Robin.”

“Don’t worry about it. Eddie’s not the only one who’s been having a hard time with the extended separation,” Robin sounded tired on the other end of the line. “I’m just more used to Journey on repeat than you are.”

“Steve’s been listening to it too, huh?”

“He keeps it to once a day, for my sake. But, yes. Frontiers is part the daily music rotation.”

Something clicked in the back of Gareth’s head. If he could pull it off, he’d be the best friend/pseudo-brother ever. 

“Hey, Robin? I’ve got a kind of crazy idea.”

Gareth pitched his idea to her. 

“Holy shit, that’s brilliant! I’ll take care of everything until we get to Boston.”

“I’ll give your names to security and set it up with the road crew. We’ll see you guys in Boston.”

When Gareth hung up the phone a few minutes later, he had Nancy Wheeler’s Boston phone number in hand and a lighter much lighter heart. He and the guys could deal with Eddie as he was for another 48 hours. 

On the way back to the room he was sharing with Eddie, Gareth stopped by Jeff and Frank’s room to let them know about the addition to their set list and the surprise for Eddie.

*****

Rehearsal and sound check went as smoothly as they could have. They played through “Faithfully” a few times to make sure they had enough of a handle on it that they wouldn’t make complete fools of themselves during the show. They followed up with a few originals, and some of their favorite covers just to loosen up.

When Eddie stepped aside to check a couple of things with their sound engineer, Gareth took the opportunity to fill in the other two on the last bit of his plan. The Hawkins crew were set to arrive any minute and Gareth was going to need Jeff and Frank’s help if he was going to keep this a surprise until show time.

One of the guys from the venue’s security team waved Gareth down when the band broke for lunch.

“We’ve got some folks up at the front waiting for you. Asked for you, specifically.”

“Yeah, I’ve been expecting them, thanks.”

He nodded at Frank and Jeff and followed the burly security guy towards the front of house. When he stepped into the mid-day sun he saw Steve, Robin, and Nancy waiting for him and grinned.

“Would you look at what the cat dragged in,” Gareth laughed as he pulled Robin into a hug. He shook Nancy’s hand cordially and gave Steve a brotherly one-armed hug. “It’s really good to see you guys.”

Gareth held the door and beckoned the three of them inside. As they made their way back through the arena, he filled Steve and Nancy in on the plan, with intermitent comments from Robin. Nancy’s face lit up and Steve’s softened. 

“Gareth, if we can pull this off, its going to be incredible. I seriously owe you.” 

“We can talk about repayment later, Harrington. Let’s get this thing moving. Nancy, you’re up.”

Nancy nodded and followed the security guy towards the green room to drag Eddie offsite for lunch. Gareth brought Steve and Robin to the stage where Jeff and Frank were waiting.

“There he is!” Jeff called jovially, jogging over to the three of them. “The man of the hour.”

“Hey, Jeff, Frank,” Steve accepted the friendly hug from Jeff and returned the stoic nod he got from Frank. “I hear it’s going to be quite the show tonight.”

“That’s the plan,” Gareth said clapping him on the shoulder.

“Alright, dinguses, let’s get started. We don’t have a whole lot of time and we’ve got a laundry list of things to get done before Eddie and Nance get back.” Robin called to them from where she’d perched herself on one of the speakers.

Gareth nodded. “You heard the lady, let’s get started.”

*****

The show was going incredibly well, especially considering Eddie’s recent mood. The crowd was absolutely insane, feeding into the band’s adrenaline. As their current song came to an end, Gareth glanced into the wings where, sure enough, Steve, Robin, and Nancy were waiting for their cue. 

Eddie shook himself out at the mic stand and looked back at Gareth. Gareth returned the look with a supportive smile and a thumbs up. 

“Alright everybody. The energy tonight is insane, but I’d like to bring it down for a sec. Then we’ll be right back to the usual shit for the big finish with some crowd favorites.”

Jeff and Frank checked the tuning on their guitar and bass respectively and gave a few experimental strums, then gave Eddie matching thumbs ups.

“This next song isn’t our usual sound, like at all, but it means a lot to me. If I’m being honest with you guys tonight, the last few weeks of tour have been a bit hard for me. There’s someone back home who I’ve been really missing and this song reminds me of him. So, Stevie Boy, this one’s for you. I love you.” 

Eddie pulled the microphone from its stand and stepped back, turning his back to the anticpating crowd. Jeff and Frank began the opening instrumental with a quick coordinating glance and one last reassuring nod from Gareth where he sat behind his drum kit. Eddie let out a deep breath and brought the mic to his mouth.

Highway run, into the midnight sun

Wheels go ‘round and ‘round, you’re on my mind

Eddie bounced on his toes and spun to face the crowd.

Restless hearts, sleep alone tonight

Sendin’ all my love along the wire

Gareth turned to the wings. Steve gave him a nervous smile, but he nodded nonetheless. They were all set and ready to go. At the front of the stage, Eddie continued the ballad.

They say that the road ain’t no place to start a family

Right down the line it’s been you and me

And lovin’ a music man ain’t always what it’s supposed to be

Gareth watched from behind his drum kit as Eddie’s shoulders began to shake.

Oh, boy, you stand by me

I’m forever yours

Faithfully

As Jeff and Frank picked up the pause in the lyrics, Gareth gave a meaningful nod into the wings and watched Steve step into the stage lights. 

Standing on stage with the other members of Corroded Coffin dressed in their cut-off band tees, leather, chains, and torn jeans, Steve stood out. He was dressed in a weird cross of Eddie’s style and his own. He wore a black polo with thin red stripes, dark wash jeans, sneakers, and Eddie’s old battle vest. Someone, presumably Robin, had lined Steve’s eyes with a touch of kohl, and while Gareth couldn’t be sure, it looked like Steve might be wearing lip gloss. Nice touch, Buckley. 

Steve stepped further down stage and picked up the next verse without missing a beat, matching Eddie perfectly. 

Circus life under the big-top world

We all need the clowns to make us smile

Eddie’s head whipped around and he stopped, microphone still raised. 

Steve, God bless him, kept going like this was nothing out of the ordinary.

Through space and time, always another show

Eddie’s brain seemed to reboot just in time and he took the next line. 

Wonderin’ where I am lost without you

Steve met Eddie at center stage and took his hand gently. Eddie’s grin was unmatched, his eyes glistening. Watching the two of them from his vantage point, it occured to Gareth that Eddie and Steve were passing the song back and forth between them. Like they’d done this before, just without an audience.

And being apart ain’t easy on this love affair

Two strangers learn to fall in love again

I get the joy of rediscovering you

Eddie moved his hand to Steve’s cheek, his touch so gentle and full of love. Steve dropped his now empty hand to the “S” tattoo that sat on Eddie’s hip bone, just above the waistband of his leather and mesh pants. There was so much love between them, and just witnessing it took Gareth’s breath away. 

Oh, boy, you stand by me

I’m forever yours

Faithfully

Eddie and Steve let the crowd sing the vocalizations, taking the moment to absorb each other before Eddie brought it home. 

Faithfully

I’m still yours

I’m forever yours

Forever yours

Faithfully

Jeff and Frank played out the final notes to an awestruck crowd. Eddie launched himself into Steve’s arms, his shoulders heaving and the crowd roared with applause. Steve cradled Eddie’s face in his hands. The two of them seemed to be having a conversation and the world outside that conversation didn’t matter. 

Gareth let them have their moment before tapping the kick drum a few times to get their attention. Steve looked up at Gareth atop his raised platform that housed his kit and gave him a half-hearted apologetic smile. He squeezed Eddie’s hip, running his thumb over the tattoo and muttered quickly to Eddie. Steve kissed Eddie’s knuckles and took his leave, retreating into the cheering arms of his best friend and his ex-girlfriend.

Eddie turned back to the crowd. 

“Holy shit, you guys.”

The crowd cheered below him. 

“Well, that was our surprise guest, Steve. At least, he was a surprise to me. But you guys came for a Corroded Coffin show and with the time we’ve got left, that’s what you’re gonna get! Let’s rock this!”

*****

After the encore, Corroded Coffin poured off stage, buzzing with adrenaline. Eddie ran to meet Steve, sweeping his boyfriend into a fierce hug.

“Holy shit, Stevie! The hell are you doing in Boston?”

“Robin said we were coming to visit Nancy, but apparently she and Gareth were scheming behind our backs.”

Eddie looked over to Robin, who shook her head pointed at Gareth. “Unfortunately, I can’t take credit for this one. The whole thing was his idea.” 

Gareth twirled his drumsticks nervously. 

“Gareth?” Eddie prompted.

“Look, dude, I love you but I couldn’t stand listening to Journey for another three weeks. And when you said you wanted to add “Faithfully” to the set list, I knew it was time to call my emergency back up. So two nights ago, I called Steve’s place and talked to Robin. And it all kind of spiralled from there.”

The awe on Eddie’s face was unmatched and Gareth couldn’t look directly at him. Eddie pulled into a hug and let out a quiet sob into Gareth’s shoulder. 

“Thank you,” he whispered.

If asked later, Gareth would deny his own watery eyes as he hugged his brother. 

“Of course, Eds. Any time.”

[ang3l1ck]

coffin dancer dances like he wants to make a friend! but he does not.

the eye contact he makes with each and everyone he doesn’t see is kinda hot?

(lyrics to coffin dance by AJJ)

[batri-jopa]

Iradracula

Short comic strip about sad and hungry vampire but with a happy ending (as indicated by a triumphant little blood splashing below)

Jeez, ain't that sick🙈🙉🙊 To make such an irresponsible stupid joke out of THIS particular scene!?! Normal ATWD fans do forgive me! Though I can not be blamed for what my brain produces, can I? And of course it's all @morulezopelforever 's fault again!

You don't want silly fanarts - don't feed my brain with stupid ideas in the first place!!! (Or... do, actually? At least I have something to interact with🙃)

On the other hand: since Levan Akin directed Interview with the Vampire quite soon after And Then We Danced maybe this thing is not really that much out of place at all?🤔

[bivampir]

this episode made me loustat endgame truther btw