This is my first ever songfic, I think. I hope you guys enjoy it because ya know, it's Alastor and y'all be horn dogs up in here for him-

Jk, love y'all. We're almost at 8k already and I'm actually screaming.

aLSO IDK IF THIS REALLY COUNTS AS A SONGFIC SINCE IT'S JUST BASED ON THE SONG AND I'M ONLY PUTTING LIKE THE FIRST VERSES SO-

| Ghosting |


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| I've been ghosting, I've been ghosting along. |

| Ghost in your house. |

| Ghost in your arms. |

| When you're tossing, when you turn in your sleep. |

| It's because I'm ghosting your dreams. |

I knew that Hell was made specifically for the worst of the worst. The reason I was here was lust, and my punishment was that no one could see me, I was a ghost. Though I loved him so very much, he didn't even know I existed. Alastor was his name, and I had been watching him for years now. From his thin and frail figure, to his static like voice and charming voice, he had me head over heels. Though from his actions I think he knew that I was watching, but the problem was that he didn't know who 'I' was. Somehow I needed to garner his attention, I could write something to him, or even leave gifts. But if I was being haunted and all the sudden a note detailing how they have been watching me since 2003 I would be reasonably terrified that I was being stalked. Even though that was exactly what I was doing. I would watch as he would tear into the flesh of his victims body, eating their tender skin with glee.

God I wish that was me-

I couldn't help but think about how attractive he was. His voice alone could make me drool, but his tall figure and his well fitted suit were almost too much, and then his cute smile and demented eyes came into play and I was dead for a second time on the spot. The only problem I had with him was that he seemed to not be interested in relationships at all, when Angel Dust offered to suck his dick he laughed and said no. I mean, that doesn't mean he's asexual, but that does mean that he isn't interested in sex with someone he just met. 

How I wished that I wasn't just a ghost that watched him relentlessly. I wanted so badly for him to see me, and for him to know my name at the very least. I yearned for the day where he could hold me in his arms and call me cute little names, for his sweet but short kisses and his warm presence to invite me in for even more cuddles. But I knew very well that the day would never come. Unless I painted my skin- 

Hey wait that's a great idea.

Running off to steal some paint from somewhere, because what are they going to do, arrest a literal ghost? I wasn't like the normal ghost that people are familiar with. Ghosting is often displayed as flying around and walking through walls. Being such a boring ghost was exhausting, I wasn't able to do any of the things that I thought you would be able to. I was basically human with animal appendages, but invisible. Creeping around the demons around me I entered a small little art store that had paints made from blood and tears. It was strange, but I grabbed the colors I wanted and ran out as quickly as I could and back to the hotel, ad finally into the room I had stolen the key for and lived in. No one lived on the 3rd floor yet so I took a room up there and took the spare key so it didn't look to suspicious. 

Taking a couple deep breaths I placed the paints down on the bed. Fuck I forgot the brushes. I ran out of the room and went speeding down the stairs at top speed and back to the art store. When I finally got there I took a good look at the brushes and took a couple different sizes for the main colors and the details, and darted out the door again. Would I have to paint my eyes? Can I leave them alone, because I don't feel like painting my eyes would be fun or painless.

I sighed as soon as I closed the door to my room. I took my paints into the bathroom and began to paint my body. I hadn't actually tested whether or not they could hear me, I just figured that since they couldn't see me they could not hear my voice either. The brush tickled at my skin, which was kinda fun. Soon enough I had my legs done, and part of my chest. I had never known what kind of animal I was, lets hope I'm not a deer, because Alastor tends to cannibalize those-

Oh no.

It only took one glance in the mirror to see that I had long slender deer legs. I didn't really pay attention while I was painting, but now I could see it plain as day. I reached up to my head and wrapped my hands around my newly found horns. Well fuck, life is done. A hasty breath leaved me as I continued to paint myself. Maybe I could go for an arctic deer, or even rainbow? No, that would make me look like a child's drawing. If I was lucky, I would be on the fridge. But for now an icy color scheme would probably be best. (Hey if y'all want me to draw this character I could sO-) 

Almost as quickly as before I finished the top half of my body. I added small details to my face and some spots of fur. It was a bit difficult reaching the back of my head and my back, but I could just cover the spots on my back that I didn't reach with clothing. In a lot of ways I was like Husk, that easily annoyed cat that didn't really need to wear clothing since he was covered in fur. I was the same way, except I actually wanted to wear at the very least a shirt because I knew my paint job wasn't exactly done all that well. 

I opened the door of my room, ready to head down the stairs and finally test if I could talk to someone, or if they could see me now. The pitter patter of my feet descending down the stairs vexed me slightly, but it didn't stop me from feeling overwhelming excitement. I couldn't wait to actually be seen by the world around me! Even if I looked like a poorly painted deer done by a seven year old. 

"Hi! I'm Charlie, and how did you sneak past me before?" She asked as I finally reached the bottom of the stairs. "Oh, I was checked in by Vaggie." I spoke just above a whisper, but I was SPEAKING. She nodded in understanding and went along her way. A smile found its way to my face, I had just had a small conversation with someone. Walking to the bar I saw Husk doing his usual thing while Angel Dust flirted with him without any regrets. "I'll have a glass of whiskey." I took a seat as far away from Angel Dust as possible. But, even though I tried my best Angel stood up and took the seat next to me. "What's your name, cutie~" He purred. "Y/N." I answered simply. "Not much of a talker, huh?" His face contorted into a sly grin. "That's okay, you'll be talking plenty tonight." He whispered into my ear. I leaned my body as far away as I could. "Angel just leave em' alone, they clearly aren't interested. Angel listened to him and took his original seat. "Are you new here, deer guy?" Husk asked me as he handed me my drink. "Been here a while, I just don't go out." I explained and took a sip of my drink. 

My drink was finished soon enough and I found my way to the lobby. Then I saw him. Alastor stood in the lobby chatting with Charlie casually. It seemed they were talking about business stuff, things I shouldn't concern myself about. After all, Alastor was helping to run this place. He clearly took notice of my presence as I heard him excuse himself from Charlie and made his way towards me. "Hello there! My name is Alastor, pleasure to meet you." He offered his hand to me and I took it and gave it a firm shake. "I'm Y/N, nice to see a fellow deer demon." I smiled at him softly, to which his face adorned an even bigger smile. "Ah yes, how charming it truly is." A dark look was in his eye, as if he was planning something. A hum left his body. "Do you not talk that much?" Curiosity flowed through his words and intertwined to make his tone a questioning one. "No I'm a bit shy, that's all." I laughed nervously as I twiddled my thumbs anxiously. "Ohh, that explains a lot about you. You seem oddly tense around me dear, am I really that intimidating?" He asked, he seemed as if he didn't want to come off as scary around me at all. "No no no, don't worry. I'm just scared of everyone!" I reassured him. He didn't seem entirely convinced, but he acted as if he believed me. I had been around him long enough to tell his emotions through his body language. "Maybe to ease your nerves we could get you used to social activity! How would you feel about joining me to go to this lovely little place that plays my radio station. To keep it short and sweet would you like to go dancing?" His offer to dance with him made me blush. "I- Yeah sure!" I started to stutter but caught myself, and then I giggled shyly. "Good!" Alastor seemed satisfied with my response, and he wondered off. 

Then the thought hit me, he didn't say any times or any places. How was he going to find out where I was, and when were we going to go out? Just then I heard a quick knock on the door. "Oh dear! Are you ready?" I heard the muffled voice of Alastor through the door. How did he know where my room was? "Not quite!" I answered as I quickly put on some nicer clothes for the night. Then I walked over to the door and opened it. "Sorry I took so long." I apologized as I brushed off my clothing. "Oh it wasn't a problem darling, now let's head out while the night is still young." He then started to make his way towards the stairs. I followed his lead and  stood closely behind him, then he stopped suddenly and I ran into him. "Sorry!" I was going to continue apologizing when he interrupted me. He shushed me quickly, then I heard it. The sound of footsteps. "Yo what-" I whispered to him and he shushed me again. "I think maybe we should not continue downstairs and maybe we can hide out in your room dear." He whispered back to me, his voice so quiet you could just barely understand him. I nodded and we made our way to my room and I opened the door as silently as I could. Alastor made himself welcome in my room, and when I closed it after I entered then we returned to our normal selves. "I'm so sorry to shush you darling, but I didn't quite know what was lurking out there." A quizzical look found its way onto his face. "But for now, I think I need a snack." His head turned to me with a sinister look on his face. The room darkened slightly and static started to appear near him. My eyes widened in fear and my ears folded back.

Alastor stood up and walked over to me, and then past me and opened my fridge. "O-Oh my god, Alastor you gave me a panic attack." I breathed a sigh of relief as he rummaged through my fridge. "Hmm, maybe next time we go on a date we should buy more food. You have absolutely nothing in your fridge." He laughed and closed my fridge. Then I froze after his words had sunk into me. "A date?" I asked cautiously. "Why yes, that is what this was going to be, correct?" Alastor then was confused, he must've assumed that I knew very well that we were going out for a date. My face felt hot as I contemplated the thought of actually going out on a date with Alastor, the radio demon. "Were you not aware we were going on a date?" He then started to laugh hysterically as I shrunk back, my cheeks heating up even more. I then nodded and looked at the wall as to not make eye contact. He started to laugh even harder than before. 

"It's been great fun dear, but I think I should head back to my room. Next time we can go dance together." He smiled at me and left my room without another word. I sighed and fell back onto my bed. The chance I was given, and then I threw away. Wow I'm stupid. Obviously it was a date and here I was thinking he was instantly friendzoning me. Maybe next time.

Anddd thus concludes this chapy. You're welcome. 

-Cheese