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[antwine69]

Hey could you do a male reader who is very tall and beej absolutely loves it and if you could nsfw (love your story’s btw)

Course I can! :)) I've always dreamed of being tall myself smh-

Male!Reader

Warnings: NSFT further down, it will be warned about! And swearing!

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Beej definetly hate/loves the fact that you're taller than him.

On one hand, pulling you into kisses is the best, and your hugs are always amazing, but you're also... taller than him.

He's not really a tall man, so it's no suprise, but he is a bit angry at taller people.

Usually he'll float up so that he's on your level or taller, just to flex

This ends in the both of you stretching as high as you can go

Well, you're stretching, he's just floating there with a shit-eating grin

Bastard.

Still, you being taller than him has a few upsides

Like him finally getting to be the little spoon!! He loves that shit, it's his kryptonite

NSFW/NSFT ahead!!

He loves that he can just drop down on his knees and be face to face with your crotch

He often says the phrase

``Dick suckin's never been as easy or as accessible as now! It really is the future!``

You would be offended if it wasn't so funny.

He also enjoys how flustered you tend to get when he pushes you up against the wall, showing off that even though you are taller, he is stronger

An ego boost for sure

And he loves that sometimes you slide down the wall a little and he can bite your neck with no effort

And he adores that if you're fucking him, you can loom over him and kiss him while still thrusting

To be honest, there are a lot of positives to you being tall.

No way in Hell he'd admit that though.

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I hope that was alright!! :))

I uhm.... Hello! Again! Back from the depths! Your friendly neighbourhood Beej Simp. Am I still relevant?? Hah! No! That implies I ever was!

But seriously, hello! I'm back! I'm not gonna say I won't disappear again, but hopefully I'll at least answer some more asks.

Love y'all!! See y'all tall mfs in the Neitherworld!! Happy (belated) Halloween!!

[antwine69]

Im once again asking you to say my name

As a Beetlejuice Kinnie...

Uno Reverse

[antwine69]

HI HELLO I LOVE YOUR FANFIC’S AND YOUVE INSPIRED ME TO MAKE MY OWN BLOG SO THANKYOU SO MUCH AND JUST KEEP DOIN U!!!!

Okay I was never really gonna answer this because I kept it in my inbox because, hey, it gave me so much fugckin confidence-

So, to whoever wrote this, thank you. I hope your blog is doing amazing :))!!

[antwine69]

Hi! I loved your latest Beetlejuice fic! I’m a bit mad though cause I got excited when it said that spirited away was on Netflix cause that’s my favorite movie. I looked. It’s not. Why must you betray me. ;-;

Oml I'm sorry! Ajgdkdhd I live in Norway so I'm not exactly sure what y'all have over there?? Ack-

[antwine69]

👏👏 T H I S 👏👏

THEY REALLY FUCKING DID THAT ™️

In addition, They also made me more comfortable with the idea that I might put on some weight, and that that's going to be okay-

Because if Beej and Dewey can be confident in themselves and love themselves and have people love them immensely, I can do that too, regardless of body type.

All of you are beautiful and amazing, don't you ever forget that 💚🖤💚

honestly realizing my attraction to beetlejuice has made me appreciate more diverse body types in real life. like, i been supported body positivity ofc, but i had never actually felt attracted to people with body types outside the societal/cultural “norms” for beauty standards until i watched the beetlejuice musical boot. like i guess realizing i could be attracted to someone like beetlejuice really just opened my eyes to all the beautiful people already around me. i mean i know lots of us in this fandom joke about how being attracted to beetlejuice means we have no standards, but that’s because beetlejuice is literally, canonically a disgusting, decaying/decayed (un)dead person(/demon/being), not because of his body type lol.

so tl;dr: alex brightman’s beetlejuice and will blum’s beetlejuice undid years of beauty standard conditioning from the patriarchy

[antwine69]

what is beetleb*bes? and why is it bad? sorry if it's a dumb question, im just getting into the beetlejuice fandom-

It's a totally reasonable question! Dw about it, friendo!

Beetleb*bes (Beetlebabes or BeetleLyds) is the ship between Lydia and Beetlejuice! Often times Lydia is aged up, so that the ship isn't pedophilic in nature. Personally, I do not ship it. It makes me wildly uncomfortable.

I like Beej and Lydia as friends, and see their dynamic as strictly Platonic (Their Platonic Pairing is sometimes called BeeteBesties or BeetleBros).

I hope this was a good answer! Welcome to the fandom Btw! I really hope you enjoy yourself in it! :))) 🖤💚🖤

[antwine69]

Beej X male reader who works in a funeral home 🥺😳

Holy moly this is such a cute concept 🥺🥺💞

Male!Reader

⚠️Warnings: Mentions of death, Beej being generally raunchy and kinda insentitive, mentions/of dead bodies, side-character death! ⚠️

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It had all started on an unusually cold day in Spring. You were in the Funeral Home, a morbid part-time job that you had to take just to get through the day. Though, it had its own "Dark Academia aesthetic" to it, so it wasn't a bad. Plus, you got more and more desensitized to death every day!

You waved goodbye to the family that had just come in here to arrange some things for their dead "Pop-Pop", as the kid they brought in had called him. Poor thing, it couldn't have been more than five years old. It probably didn't have much of a grasp of what had happened to "Pop-Pop". She didn't know he was dead, lying in the back, in a cold casket so they could bring him out in a car tomorrow, and stick him in the ground. You sat down in your swivel chair behind the counter, spinning slightly in it. The shop was quiet, nothing but the wind swooshing by outside and the constant ticking of the clock could be heard echoing through the establishment.

You sighed, deciding to go to the back to see if Margaret, your co-worker who was probably older than most of the bodies here, had left anything for you before she left. She usually did that, because she would always look at you and say "Young man! You need to get some meat on those bones! Let Nana Margie fix you up something!" You weren't even that thin. She was a delight, though. Her husband had passed away some time ago, and she came into this establishment crying, and came out with a job there. She was sort of everybody's grandmother. The thought that she might not have much time left made her so giving, you thought you might never meet a more generous person in your life.

You went into the employee kitchen, seeing a plate of cookies wrapped in plastic wrap, with a bright green sticky note on it.

"For you, Young Man! It's Friday! Enjoy yourself :)

-Nana

Ps. Could you check the rat trap in the back, my old knees don't seem to wanna listen when I wanna crouch down there! Thank you, darling <3"

You laughed a little, opening the plastic wrap and taking a cookie. You also pocketed the note, a tendency you had picked up after a while, so that one day you could make a scrap book for her. She deserved to know she was loved.

You took a bite of the cookie as you went to the back, or "The hall of Death" as you had so dearly nicknamed it. It was where you took the recently deads that were going to be transported to a grave the very next day. You nodded to them as you went along, jokingly addressing them by name. ``Mr. Gale. Mrs. Potts. Mr. Jones.`` You chuckled and crouched down once you got to the back of the room, checking the rat trap. No rats. Margaret's vision was the same, so you couldn't exactly blame her. ``Oh well, Margie, you can never be too sure.`` you said to yourself, giving a chuckle. You stood, about to turn around, when a little jingle sounded throughout the room. A chill ran down your spine as you realised what made the sound. There were bells tied to each of the dead person's feet. They were there to ensure that the dead people were actually dead, and jingled when the dead person moved. It was one of the sounds you would never want to hear in one of these establishments. Fuck.

You turned around, hearing a louder, almost insistent jingle. Mr. Liren in the middle of the room. You swallowed and carefully walked over, spotting a card on Mr. Liren's leg. The bell was jingling like crazy now, but the body wasn't moving. What the hell was going on? You carefully picked up the card, flipping it around. The backside was striped, and was clearly drawn very hastily in sharpie. The moment you stopped to examine the back, the room filled up with jingles. Every bell in the room gave off a symphony of disjointed jingles and some even fell off of the string. You flipped it back to the other side, seeing the text. A shabby drawing of what looked like a beetle, a glass of liquid, and an x3. ``Beetle... Water times three? What the fuck?`` the bells all crashed to the ground and seemingly jumped up and down on their own, jingling and clicking on the ground.

You scrambled your brain, fear getting to you. The water was coloured in. ``Beetle Soda?`` more aggressive jingling. ``fuck... Uh... Beetle.. Juice?`` the bells started jumping up and down rhythmically. 1,2,3. 1,2,3. You swallowed and took a breath. Whatever this was, it wanted you to say this phrase three times. What were you supposed to do? This couldn't just be some prank. It was way too... real. What would this entity do if you didn't oblige? You closed your eyes, clutching the card. ``Beetlejuice.... Beetlejuice.... Beetlejuice.`` The bells stopped. It was quiet. It seemed like the world had just froze. You opened your eyes, looking around. Nothing. Mabye this was a prank. ``What a load of bullsh-`` you were about to swear to yourself or go on a rant or something but it was cut short by the appearance of green smoke at your feet. Yikes.

Slowly, the blanket over Mr. Liren started rising. Somebody was there, and it wasn't Mr. Liren. The room was now almost hidden in thick, green smoke, and the blanket was floating about half a metre above Mr. Liren, clearly with a person under it. All you could do was stare and back up, backing into one of the other dead body tables, slipping on a bell and nearly falling. A cackle tore through the room and the sheet was thrown off and onto the floor in a flash of green light.

``Awe Yeah, Baby! The B-Man's back!`` a raspy voice shrieked, and the smoke parted as a man floated down toward you, grinning. ``Oh, Babes! You really do know how to keep a demon waiting! You're obedient, though, I like my men like that.`` he gave a wink, putting a finger under your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. The demon was wearing a torn, old, black and white striped suit, his hair was an electric green and he looked as though, if he was standing, he'd be just a little taller than you. He must have noticed your confused and lightly flustered look, because he pulled back, letting his eyes rake over you very unsubtly.

``I see you're still confused... Don't worry, Sexy! I'll inform you!`` He yelled, snapping. A ghostly whistle was heard, and somewhere you could hear music that sounded like it should be best suited on a Haunted American Footbal Game. ``Ready! Alright! Let's rock! Hey! Don't look away! This demon's here to make your day! You need a friend? I'm here to help! I'm the B to the Double-E- J - F - Q - And Jesus, I cannot spell.`` he.... Was singing. To you. A weird demon guy was singing and dancing along to spooky Cheerleader music. As if on cue, Cheerleaders ran into the room, flailing their pompoms in your face. You coughed and pushed them away, their grinning faces sending you right back to high school. ``Hi! He's by your side! He-`` before they could do their weird cheer thing, you yelled. A yell you didn't think you had in you. ``Stop! Stop, please..`` the music dragged to a halt, and the cheerleaders looked at you, quite upset. You muttered a "sorry" and they walked off. The demon lowered himself to the floor, huffing.

``Can you please just tell me who you are? Without singing? Please?`` You asked, still trying to calm your nerves. The demon groaned, giving a toddler like stomp. ``Fine! You already said my name, you should know it! I'm a demon, and you summoned me, just like I wanted and now I'm tied to you and whatever.`` he replied, floating up and laying back in the air, crossing his legs and folding his arms behind his head. You already said his name? ``Wait... Beetlejuice! Your name is Beet-``

Beetlejuice audibly squeaked, rushing down and slamming a hand over your mouth. ``Don't say it! Ever! Bad things will happen!`` he yelled, keeping his hand on your mouth. He smelled like earth and rain that had just hit the warm summer pavement. There was also a distinct scent of dust and mold as he continued to invade your personal space. You frantically nodded and he slowly took his hand away.

``Wait, you're bound to me? What does that mean?`` you asked, moving away from him and picking up the Mr. Liren's sheet, gently putting it over him again. ``Well, it means only you can un-summon me! Duh. This is like, basic demon facts. Is this your first time working with a demon or something?`` he replied, a chuckle running through his voice. You shot him a glare, and he let out an "oh." floating down to the floor.

You sighed, looking at the time. It was closing time. ``We'll deal with this at home.`` you said, walking out of the back room, the striped demon shooting after you like an excited puppy. ``Oh man! You're takin' me home? At least take me on a date first! Ahaha!`` he said, laughing loudly. You just ignored him, turning off all the lights in the shop and putting on your jacket.

``C'mon demon, you have some explaining to do.``

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I couldn't help myself but write some headcannons, I just really love this concept a lot! Here they are!

•Beej loves that you work with the dead, and always asks you questions about dead people and is actually pretty vile to some of them

•You often have to tell him that he can't go around pretending to tickle dead people or try to "scare them awake".

•You have to tell him this way too often.

•He often greets people you can't see, and if actually remarkably respectful to them while you're around. He doesn't try to do anything as long as you glare at him, and he just bows slightly to the air and sometimes says things like "Follow the book" or "Draw a door."

•You like to think he's talking to the spirits of the dead people.

•One day you actually get confirmation on this, as, right after Margaret passes away, he comes to you and gives you some papers. His hair is streaked with blue and it's clear he's been crying. There are tear drop marks on the paper, but you can still see just fine what it is. In Beetlejuice's shabby handwriting, there is a recipe. "Nana Margie's cookies (For young men who need to grow)" and "Nana Margie's Chicken Soup (For young men who are sick)" You look at him and get nothing but a sniffle and a "She wanted you to have that. So she could help you grow." You've never hugged anybody so hard in your life. Those recipes are framed and hang in your kitchen. They're used more than you ever thought they would be.

•Slowly, you warm up to Beej. He's a gross, insensitive rat man. But he's your rat man.

Okay it's over now- I just thought this was really cute- So cute that I might make a part 2?? 👀👀

Mabye-

Alright! That's it for this time! Take care of yourself and remember to wash your hands! See y'all Spooky Cheerleaders in the Neitherworld! Peace out!

PS. Sorry for the horrid song lyrics, the regular ones didn't fit the situation, but I still wanted the gag there, so I had to improvise :')

[antwine69]

holy shit hi my name is damien too

Yo- 😳👉👈

It do be a pretty Boss name though 😤✌

[antwine69]

could you please do a male reader who just doesn't understand anything nsfw beej says bc reader is an oblivious dumbass? I love your writing!

Oh hell yeah!! I love this idea so much aksbkdbakd-

Male reader!

⚠️Warnings: Nsft language, slightly awkward situations and Beej being kinda worried :((⚠️

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Beetlejuice had been trying to get you to get the picture you for months now, to no avail. He just got a confused stare, a chuckle and an "I don't get it..." back whenever he made a dirty joke or tried to be suggestive. He was actually starting to get annoyed. The demon was sat at the table in the kitchen, brooding silently over his predicament when you walked in. You were dressed in PJ pants and no shirt, your hair a ruffled mess. ``Mornin' Beej`` you greeted, a yawn running through your voice.

Beetlejuice was just sitting there, stunned, as he usually was when you showed even the least bit of skin. He gave an absent-minded wave, his eyes raking over your torso. You just hummed a disjointed melody to yourself, starting to make some coffee. ``I was starting to wonder where you went, since you weren't in bed this morning`` you said, looking through your coffee cups until you found your favourite one. You always hid your favourite cup in the back so nobody but you could use it, and so that Beej wouldn't break it. It wasn't Beej's fault he could be a bit restrictive.

The demon perked up at your remark, standing and striding over to you, wrapping his arms around you, letting his hands roam over your chest. ``So you want me in bed, huh? That can be arranged`` he purred, pressing a kiss to your cheek. Some of his hair was already starting to bloom into q light pink, as he felt your soft, warm skin underneath his fingers. You just chuckled, pouring the coffee into your mug. ``Good, I like cuddling in the morning`` you replied, putting down your mug and turning around in his arms, pressing a kiss to his nose. ``You wanna come watch Spirited Away with me? It's on Netflix now!`` you excitedly said, giving a grin. He just nodded, a light frown on his face. He wasn't sure if you got it or not, bit judging by your reaction, you probably didn't.

Just like always.

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There were several more attempts made that morning and following evening, and they all went straight over your head. Beetlejuice actually made more jokes and dirty comments than he had ever done in a day, and yet, nothing. Through all of this, worry started to bloom. What if you didn't want this? What if you were just acting because all the comments made you uncomfortable? You would've said something by now, right?

``Uh, Babes? Can I ask you something?`` The demon Piped up as the third Studio Ghibli movie of the day ended. You looked at him, giving a smile, despite the light worry that started swirling in your stomach. You sat on the couch Lotus style, facing him, him doing the same. He was avoiding your gaze. That couldn't be good.

``So... You know I like to joke around about dirty stuff and all of that?`` you nodded, letting him take his time. Sometimes words tended to get "Snaked up" in his mouth, as he had put it once, so you had to have patience with the poor man. ``And I just wanted to ask you.... Do you want me to stop with em? Cos they're directed and you and I dunno if they make you uncomfortable or what, but you don't seem to... Get them? Tell me if I get out of hand or-`` You cut him off with a gasp. You had half-way stopped listening as he said "they're directed at you".

The cogs finally started turning in your head, and your face started heating up as you replayed every comment, gesture and phrase he had tried. Every single shitty pickup line, every single try he had made. And you didn't get a single one. ``Mother of Fuck, I'm so dense.`` you muttered, staring into empty space. White streaks of fear started to bloom in Beej's hair as he scanned your face, seeing that it nearly resembled a Christmas light. The fear mixed with confusion, him putting a careful hand on your knee. ``Babes are you-`` you interrupted him again.

``Beej I am so sorry! You've been trying so hard and I just didn't see it! I am actually so so sorry! I just thought- I don't even know! I didn't understand! I still don't understand most of them, but they're dirty! You're trying to- oh.`` You paused, realising he had probably been trying this whole time aswell. ``You're still trying. Even after you've seen I'm stupider than two earthworms in a bucket?`` Beej actually looked like he was about to cry, his hair nearly resembling snow with a myriad of yellow and blues and a few specs of pink.

``Wait, are you angry or?`` he asked, fear making his voice lightly shake. ``Cos I'll leave, I'll-`` You interrupted him for the third time this evening. ``Angry? What? No! If anything I'm impressed you kept trying! I should've told you I never get dirty jokes... I just think you're being friendly or I probably don't think about them as much as I should... Either way, I'm being a stupid head!`` you said, an astonished chuckle running through your voice. Beej's hair slowly crept back to it's original green, streaks of pink forming at the roots. He chuckled weakly, wrapping you in a hug. He didn't have to say anything, you knew he had been scared. He pulled back, giving a suggestive grin.

``So.... Hows about you and I go up to the room, and I'll see if you're this talkative while I fuck your brains out?``

He didn't have to explain that one.

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Sorry if this isn't exactly what you wanted aaa- Keep sending in the Male!Reader ones though! I might be biased, but those are my favourites oop 😳👉👈

Thank you so much for all the positive feedback, I wouldn't be here if I did have you guys 💚🖤💚

I'll see y'all beautiful, shining Scarabee Beetles in the Neitherworld! Until next time! :))

[antwine69]

hi! would you be able to do female!reader x beej where he finds out she has a major praise kink? (she likes being praised) i don’t have any preference between hcs or a fic! i love your work!

Of course, friend!

Also thank you!! :'))

Female Reader!

⚠️Warnings: Smut and Cursing!! It's labelled Nsft for a reason!⚠️

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You whined as Beetlejuice bit your shoulder, thrusting into you harder. He was growling and groaning, nearly animalistic as he pursued his own pleasure. This had all just started with a little light-hearted teasing, you making a little remark, mabye pushing him up against a wall and leaning in close and whispering in his ear, and mabye you even let your hands wander a little before pulling away. You know, all in good fun. It wasn't your fault he got all hot and bothered by it. Before you knew it, you were in this situation. Well, you weren't complaining.

You let out an extra loud moan as Beetlejuice hit that special spot inside you that drove you wild, him lifting himself from the crook of your neck, grinning at you. ``You liked that, huh?`` he teased, his voice gruff and breathy. He angled himself and hit the same spot again, you starting to feel warmth deep within you. ``God, your doing so good for me, Babes`` The demon groaned above you, you starting to feel the warmth pool faster. Your expression looked almost shocked, your body tensing up a bit as a rush of pleasure and light happiness flowed through you.

Beetlejuice seemed to pick up on how your body was reacting, because he gave a smirk, letting one of his hands caress your body. ``And you're so beautiful, with all your curves and- fuck- the way you look at me when I fuck you`` he spoke, occasionally being cut off by his own moans and groans. You brought him closer with your legs, pushing him more into you as you felt yourself growing closer. Beetlejuice licked a stripe up your stomach and in-between your breasts, lightly biting your neck.

``Beej, shit- I'm gonna-`` he cut you off and just nodded, lifting himself to thrust into you harder. ``You are such a good Girl, such a good Girl for me`` Right when he said that you came, him coming right after, your body tensing up before releasing all tension. When you started sleeping with Beetlejuice you were afraid because he didn't seem to pull out, as one would rightfully be if any man came inside, but you had eventually learned that Beetlejuice was functionally sterile when it came to humans, and couldn't impregnate them. Ghosts couldn't make babies. Why would they need them anyway? If they were old enough they probably had kids already and was just waiting around for them to die. And, baby and child ghosts were a thing, so there had to be some sort of ghost adoption service? Like, a lot of kids die and- Wow, morbid. Reel it in, You.

Beetlejuice flopped down beside you, breathing just as heavily as you were. You looked over at him with half-lidded eyes, giving a smile. ``So, Praise. That's new for you, or?`` he asked, you just making a sort of "eehhh" noise, shrugging.

``I've thought about it a lot, but I've never actually gotten it from someone or actually asked for it.`` you admitted. ``This is the first time somebody has done it to me so... Congrats?`` you added, laughing. Beetlejuice just rolled his eyes, bringing you closer and kissing you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, relaxing into his touch. Eventually, you pulled apart, you snuggling up to his chest. He gave the top of your head a peck, chuckling.

``I am so going to use this stuff against ya, Babes``

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I hope that's alright!! I have been active much, because my involvement and interest in the fandom and Beetlejuice sort of died down :(( But, I'm still in it, so there will be updates! They just- might be a bit slow hhh-

Anyways! Stay safe and cool and clean! Remember to wash your hands!! I'll see you creepy crawlies in the Neitherworld! Peace!

[antwine69]

can you link your rules somewhere?

Yep!

Oh Jeez! Didn't realise they were that far down! Here they are, though!

https://antwine69.tumblr.com/post/186316046393/my-rules-for-writing-i-guess

Thank you for asking! I have been meaning to repost them for so long aaa-

Ant out!

[antwine69]

Alright! Big announcement!!

I am deleting all my asks!! I am so so so sorry if you had an ask and had been waiting patiently like the good noodle you are, but the stress of having so many asks to do sort of freaks me out-

The good news is I will open my ask box again now! I might close it again if I cannot get the asks done quick enough, but I will try my best.

Thank you guys so much for understanding and still supporting me, even if this blog sort of died for a while.

I love every single one of you guys so incredibly much!

See y'all amazing, amazing people in the Neitherworld! Much Love from ya boi, Ant!

[antwine69]

Would you been cool with writing about beej with an gender neutral s/o who’s some some TW s*lf h*rm scars on their legs and is rlly embarrassed on showing them or them being visible at all? If not I understand 💛

Replying to both of these!

Okay, this is gonna be a bit long, but it must be said. I'm sorry if this sounds harsh.

I apprechiate that you say that I do not have to make these posts, because I will not write about stuff like that. It is stated in my rules, and yes, they are very far down, and I should have probably linked them a long time ago. I stated in my rules that I will not do self-harm, as it hits too close to home for me to write about, and I believe it does so for a lot of people.

The people in these asks did nothing wrong, and you should not hate on them.

I will link my rules in the next post I make.

Okay, Ant signing off. See ya beautiful creatures in the Neitherworld!

[antwine69]

could I request beej w an SO who’s definitely pretty weird but also has like a super normal 9-5 job and stuff- and like, he just doesn’t understand why someone like that would be w him & they make him feel better and get all Mushy (I’m sorry I love angsty beej comfort)

I love this it's adorable!!💚

Fluffy Fanfic type deal-io

Gender Neutral reader!

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You opened the door, hanging your jacket up on the hanger and slipping off your shoes. ``Beej! I'm home!`` you yelled into the house, like one of those cliche 50's business people who came home and announced to anybody who would listen that they were home. It was actually an inside joke between you and Beetlejuice, since he thought it was funny that you worked such a normal job but had a demon boyfriend. ``Beej? You in here?`` you asked into the air, walking into the house, starting to look around. And there, in the kitchen, sat a disheveled looking Beetlejuice, his jacket off and probably somewhere in the house, his tue loose and his sleeves rolled up. He was drinking some sort of... green... goo?

``Hey, Beej, are you okay?`` You asked, Beetlejuice seemingly snapping out of a trance, looking at you and jumping a little in his seat, him giving off a laugh. He was nervous. He always gave a laugh when he was nervous. His hair was a deep blue, some white thrown into it, like stars on a cold winter's night. ``What? Huh? Me? Yeah! I'm fine! Totally! Why would I not be fine? Look at me, does this look like the face of a not fine person?`` he yelped, giving an awkward smile. He had very clearly been crying. You sat down beside him at the table, picking up the cup of goo and moving it to the side, taking his hands in yours.

``C'mon Beej, it's okay to tell me, we're literally together.`` you said, giving a light chuckle to try to lighten the air of the situation a bit. It didn't really work. ``It's nothing!...`` he started another lie, but as your eyes met his, he completely broke his facade, wrapping his arms around you and sobbing into you. You just pet his hair, whispering sweet little nothings into his ear, occasionally kissing his forehead. Eventually, he calmed down, pulling away and sniffing, his hair now just a deep blue. It was like looking directly into the depths of the ocean.

``It's just that.... You've got such a normal job and such a normal life, and you're such a normal person.... Why would you ever fall for me? And no matter how hard I try my dumb idiot brain keeps tellin' me it's because you feel bad for me...`` he said in-between sniffles and shaky breaths. ``My brain tells me you're gonna leave me for some normal guy and love happily and I'm gonna be alone again...`` he finished, tears already welling up in his eyes again.

You placed a hand on his cheek, him leaning into it, eventually hugging you again, crying just a bit more. ``Lawrence`` you started, trying to choose some words to Express how you felt. ``Yeah, I might be normal, but that doesn't mean I can't be interested in interesting people like you. The other guys pale in comparison. They aren't you, and they never will be. I fell for you because you're something I've never seen before. You're so caring and so spunky and so funny, it's like you're everything I could ever wish for.`` you said, looking down at him, him, in turn, looking up at you, his face seeming almost suprised.

``You... You really mean that?`` he asked, you giving a nod. ``You know I could never lie to you, SnuggleBug.`` you replied, booping him on the nose. He gave a chuckle that slowly evolved into laughter, his hair turning a glowing green. He lifted you up, spinning the both of you around and just laughing, you laughing along. Eventually, he calmed down again, looking at you with so much warmth in his eyes, they could basically be suns. ``Y'know I love ya, right?`` he asked.

``You'd better, Rat Man!`` you replied, kissing him on the nose.

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Yee boiii-

I really do like writing Beej comfort stuff lmaooo-

See y'all SnuggleBugs in the Neitherworld! Y E E t!

[antwine69]

your writing is so good! 💖💞💗💓💕 hopefully you don’t mind if I request a prompt of Beej with a s/o that has abusive/bad parents? you can do whatever with it úwù

Thank you!! 💘💗💞💜🖤

Also can do! Hopefully I don't get anything wrong! If I do, feel free to yell at me in the comments, or PM me, and I'll try to fix it!

Angsty/fluffy HCs, but it's mostly comfort fluff

Gender Neutral reader!

Warning!: Triggering topics! If you're triggered by any of the topics discussed, I'd suggest skipping this one!

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You hadn't really opened up about your parents to anyone

You didn't think anybody would wanna hear your stupid thoughts

Being told to feel you're not worth anything your whole life does a number on your psyche, that's for sure

But one day it was too much

Mabye it was something he did or said, it didn't matter

You broke down

You broke down right in front of Beetlejuice and all he could do was stare

``Babes, I-.... sorry I'm-``

He didn't get to finish his sentence before you wrapped your arms around him, sobbing into the crook of his neck

He picked you up, gently, as if you were a prized porcelain doll, and brought you to the couch, sitting you down

``So uh... what's up?``

He was never good at talking about feelings

You couldn't hold it anymore, and right there, you told him everything, everything they had done to you

He just sat there, intently listening, just nodding

His hair was a symphony of colours, swarms of red swimming in his silver locks, blue could be seen all the way at the tips, and even some threatening black flashed in and out of his hair

When you were done, he hugged you again

You don't really know for how long he hugged you, but when he finally let go, it felt like a weight had been lifted off of you

You were no longer alone with your secret, and despite what you had told yourself, you didn't feel weak, you felt... stronger

But, it wasn't done yet

Beetlejuice stirred a bit and looked at you, black starting to form more in his hair

An overload of feelings

You were about to try to calm him down, but he cut you off

``You're not alone, y'know?``

His voice was weak, hesitant and careful. It was almost like he was a little child who was about to tell their guardian that they broke something

``My mom was like that too... She was a literal demon. I had to raise myself, and when she wasn't out doing God knows what she was at home drinking. And I remember that she yelled at me and always said "I wish I never met your father", but then when she was drunk she told me that she loved me and I guess I should have been more grateful because at least I had a roof over my head, when I'd cry and she'd yell at me and I just didn't understand why I was such a fuck up and why she...``

It seemed like the words just ran out of his mouth, tears streaking down his face

``But look at me now. Sitting here with my favourite Babes, no threats, no need to go back. We're okay. We're finally okay. We don't.... we don't have to worry anymore.``

He was talking in-between sobs, but he was smiling

A bittersweet blue-green flamed up through the black in his hair and he gave you a melancholy kiss on the cheek

``If they ever try to get you, I'll scare 'em off so good, they'll never sleep again.``

You smiled, putting a hand on his cheek, him leaning into it

``If she ever comes around, bet your bottom I'll fight her.``

You replied, a light shiver going through you from all the crying

But you did it

You were finally okay.

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Hopefully I didn't get too much wrong in this one!

Love all y'all! See y'all spooky skeletons in the Neitherworld!

[antwine69]

Beej with a fellow dead S/O?

Ohoho yes!!

Mostly Fluffy headcannons!!

Mostly gender neutral stuff, mabye one or two that are gendered, they will be marked, though!

Warning!: A wee few NSFW headcannons! They will be marked, though!

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First off, it doesn't really matter how you died, bottom line, you're dead

And suprisingly, Good Ol' Beej thinks it's great!

He has actually admitted that you being dead is somewhat comforting, as he doesn't have to be afraid of you dying all the time

Gee, thanks Beej, really helps with the whole being dead thing

He will most definetly teach you how to be a ghost and will plead for you to help scare people

Of course, you can't leave where you died, unless you file a formal and ver very long report to the Neitherworld and even then it will only be evaluated and it's just a hassle overall, so you just stay where you died and Beej comes to visit you

Beej will get si excited when he sees you mastering your powers, like the first time you possessed somebody, he was so proud he like physically exploded into confetti

Of course, he didn't die, he couldn't die, it was just his way of showing he cared and was proud and whatnot

Still some scary shit

You two have regular dance sessions where you float up and dance in the air, either some sort of tango or just buck wild flailing and "jumping"

When he found you, you were a newly dead and he was coming to lead you to the Neitherworld, but, of course, like the little rat man he is, he fell in love with you and lied to get you to stay with him in the living world

Not that you really minded, The Neitherworld sounded pretty shitty

⚠️NSFW!⚠️

Yes, believe it or not, ghosts can fuck

To be honest you were a bit suprised too

It's not too different, just a bit... Weirder??

You don't feel tired after, you just feel the pleasure subside and then it's back to normal

You just kinda huff and puff outta habit

He will definetly take advantage of the fact that you have basically infinite stamina and can and will go for a whole day if you're up for it

Loves to try new stuff with you, but is a bit sad that bruises and bite marks don't stay as long as they would if you were alive

You can still feel everything like pain and pleasure it's just somewhat weaker

It's not too noticable, though, and everything is still thoroughly enjoyable

If anything, it sort of makes you last longer

MOSTLY MALE TARGETED HCS!!

Your, y'know "baby batter ;)))" glows now, that's just how it is

It's kinda like glow-in-the-dark glue

You thought that was just a demon thing, since Beej's does the same, but apparently not

If you're a sub, it takes less time to stretch. You're not sure why, it just does, and Beej is too hung up with "being mysterious" that he won't tell you

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Yee haw! First ask of today complete! Sorry that there weren't any Fem!Hcs, I couldn't come up with any smh-

Welp, see y'all Ghosties in the Neitherworld! Peace and much love!

[antwine69]

*cracks knuckles*

Alright Folks! Let's get this fucking ask box emptied before I, drumroll please;

Loose my marbles!!