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remyfire · 7 months
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Baby Beej silly hat moments~
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dustykneed · 3 months
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what if i drew myself stress relief musical sapphics.... what then....
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can you tell i've been. hmmm. stressed this week LMAO (anyways if you recognise these pairs like that's awesome and you're so cool genuinely! but this is so self indulgent who am i kidding xDD)
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cum-a-calla · 3 months
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Your thoughts on Beetlejuice?
i think Beej feeds on amusement, earnest interest, and a little bit of horny fear. like, i don't think of him as an inherently cruel or sadistic being. would he spank an ass til it's welted, or maybe pull some hair or bite down? yeah, if his partner got off loudly and enthusiastically to it. would he rip a new wound into somebody and fuck it? i don't think so lol
but there's a romance in there, too. Beej wants to be needed, maybe even pined for. he needs somebody to secretly want him so fuckin bad, to let him do his song and dance and his horrible stupid jokes and horrifying pranks, he needs somebody to slap his arm and call him a stupid bitch. he loves that shit. he wants somebody that isn't afraid to fight back a little and not take his shit, which in turn makes him want to pull MORE shit because it charms him so goddamn much to see you furrow your brows and get that cute little pissy look on your face. it gets his dick hard to be told how annoying he is.
but what gets him VERY hard, i think, aside from all the mischief, is knowing that while he's balls-deep and driving you absolutely fucking insane, you can't say his name, no matter how desperate you want to, how natural it feels to want to scream it. he likes slappin that big ol hand over your face and clucking his tongue at you, "tsk tsk, bad little toy. oh no-no-nooo, babe ❤️ you don't want me to disappear NOW, huh? not now that i got you all hot and bothered for me, not with how tight you are~ don't do it, don't say it, aww c'mon, give daddy a little kiss, lemme take care of it." that's his weakness - your ultimate gentle submission to his little manipulations and teasing
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juicedbeetle · 2 years
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I know everyone already figured this probably but I hadn't paid attention before to when beej exactly takes his coat off and I was curious, so I'm pleased to report that he left it somewhere in the kitchen
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not to mention he is briefly alone with adam in the kitchen while he was there getting the stuff for the sandwich
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leaving aside my contemplation about how beej cannot affect the world of the living so those aren't coke, popcorn and 3d glasses he found in their house (probably manifested them himself the same way he takes the coat off. possibly from his mary poppins ass jacket, like with the mic) I like to think that he thought about getting them so he could snack alongside them, other than the obvious "upcoming show aka their death" use, not to mention the fact itself that he takes his coat off makes it feel like the mait's house is his as well, since you usually do it when you arrive home.
hell, I think he doesn't even need a coat whatsoever and just
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started doing the "taking it off when I'm home" ritual because he saw adam doing it.
and in general I love this whole beginning part where he just acts like their house is his own, goes into their other rooms to do who knows what (first alone to the left then with adam in the kitchen), sits on their furniture like he owns the place, knows it like the back of his hand
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actually I get the feeling that despite the fact he sat down first, he's also imitating adam here, like it's something the guy does all the time so beetlejuice has the whole thing memorized by now. but that's just speculation anyway.
I just get sad because I think he was really excited to meet them and already knew them really well, like he's not lying when he calls them friends, he's known them intimately for 10+ years (and, yes, it's been very creepy). he's lived with them and gotten used to this warm sitcom-y feel and then when they actually meet him they're terrified. Rightfully so but, ouch.
like, nothing goes like he planned right from the start, not just because they're not scary (and I mean, his whole plan was... to have them scare the new house inhabitants into saying his name? and then what? great plan beetleboose great thinking ahead there, a mastermind really), but because they didn't just magically act like his new best friends like he hoped and probably made up in his mind for all those years 😵‍💫
I mean, for all his solitude... the guy totally talks to himself. all the time. that is just a given to me. even besides the clones, the hand thing in say my name, the soliloquy, the guy probably had full fledged conversations. I can hardly imagine how many times he fantasized about talking to the maits for the first time in very elaborate scenarios in his head not to mention participated to all their conversations in the same way he does in this beginning segment and basically took it for granted that they'd enjoy his company same way he enjoys theirs, that is to say, the idealized version of their company he created in his head. siiigh, I love this whole part a lot, you can tell.
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musical-shit-show · 1 year
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hay i was wondering could you do some cuddling hc with musical juice?
Oooh I sure can!
First off, Beetlejuice is clingy. We all see how touch-starved he is in the musical, so this would definitely translate when he’s in bed with a partner.
The first time he slept over, he practically jumped at the chance to cuddle up next to you.
Like, literally jumped into your bed, the springs bouncing under his weight as he eyed you up and down.
“Beej,” you said, “Remember what we talked about?”
He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms like a petulant child.
“Yes,” he muttered, a small smirk spreading across his face, “Just hand stuff…”
You giggled, shaking your head in disbelief.
“Beej”
“Fine! Fine,” he conceded, patting the empty space next to him, “I guess I can control myself for tonight. But you aren’t making it easy, ya know.”
He loves to wrap his arms around whoever he’s with (maybe even growing a few extra if he feels particularly handsy) and pulls you as close as physically possible.
He’ll play with your hair, soothing you as you fall asleep in his arms.
But don’t get it twisted, homie LOVES being the little spoon too and will make you switch positions at some point in the night.
You will also find yourself playing with his hair, as it gradually shifts from its normal vibrant green to a soft pink color.
Even though he doesn’t need to sleep, Beetlejuice relishes in the closeness to you while you slumber and will find himself drifting off into a pseudo-nap.
Morning cuddling is his favorite, because that’s when you’re the most peaceful.
Beetlejuice would never admit it to you, be he savors the stillness that comes with the first few hours of the day.
It’s also when you’re the warmest, and since Beetlejuice ran cold, he loved feeling your body heat mixing with the early morning sunlight filtering through your room.
Listening to your steady breathing calmed him – so much so that he felt his chest rising and falling in tandem with you from time to time, despite not needing to breathe for close to a millennia.
He loves to bury his face into the nape of your neck, the stubble on his cheeks tickling you awake.
Even after you’re up and nearly ready to start your day, he’ll pull you in closer, nuzzling you until you finally gave in to spending a few more minutes in bed with him.
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thanks for the headcanon request! this was really fun to work on :)
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finchy4077 · 6 months
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just finished rewatching the more i see you. i’m in the fetal position. clutching my pillow. eyes wet. might throw up.
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ofyorkshire · 1 month
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— DEATH / AFTERLIFE (cw for religion, twisting of biblical scripture, brief mention of child abuse and trafficking, brief suicide mention, and of course death)
BJ understandably has a complicated and unhealthy relationship with religion. He believes in the Christian God and in many ways is both drawn toward and repelled by religion, but his concept of God is not a kind or forgiving one (and if God is, BJ is certain that His compassion is reserved only for those good and deserving enough of it). This warped fire and brimstone view of God of course also colors his thoughts about death and the afterlife.
As succinctly as possible, BJ believes in Heaven, Hell, and Purgatory, and the belief that if a loved one is in Purgatory, a living person can pay their way to Heaven for them through penance. This was one teaching that Reverend Laws used to keep BJ in line: He instilled within BJ the belief that his mother, a sex worker who had BJ out of wedlock, was in Purgatory and the only way to keep her from eternal damnation was to pay for her in pain and, often, humiliation.
This inherited sin was the excuse Laws made for every hurt in BJ's life, from the brand carved into his skin to the very reason his mother died in the first place. BJ was taught that he was born from the filth of his mother's sins and therefore carried them for her, citing and twisting Scripture to back up his claims. Naturally, BJ was not allowed to hold or read a Bible nor to step foot in a church for similar reasons—he was "too dirty" and the very act would anger God, surely damning his mother's soul (and later the souls of other trafficked boys which Laws and his ilk murdered) for his disobedience. Instead, he was taught everything from the reverend's own voice.
So, believing that he is responsible for keeping his mother's (and the boys', and he eventually worries Barry's, Eddie's, and Clare's) souls from Hell, BJ believes that he will never finish repaying his debts to Laws or God and that his own soul is something that cannot be cleansed. He is merely the unfortunate vessel charged with keeping others safe, and when he too eventually dies, he will go to Hell for their sins, his own, and the inherent wrongness of his existence. This terrifies him and has consistently been the one thing keeping BJ from suicide, which he has considered since childhood.
After Laws is finally killed and BJ grows older, thoughts about God and the afterlife and eternal punishment become more distant to the point that there are some days when he doesn't believe in anything at all. He is able to convince himself that God doesn't exist and if He does it doesn't matter because surely He must have abandoned His creations. The possibility of that kind of emptiness after death is more comforting to him than distressing. He'd be sad for those he's lost because many were not happy while alive and he thinks they deserve something good after death, but then maybe nothing is still a form of happiness. It's peace, anyway; freedom from pain.
He doesn't know, though, and that doubt will always exist in the back of his mind. The question of What if? What if I am still responsible for their souls?
As strange as it sounds, if BJ had a near death experience and hallucinated nothing beyond life, he would be relieved. It would serve as confirmation enough that there truly is nothing out there and for once he might breathe more easily at the concept of dying.
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remyfire · 1 year
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In old roleplaying circles, I used to have people get really angry at me because they found a lot of catharsis in taking their characters those agonizing angst without necessarily giving them an end point of healing whereas my characters would always try to prompt that moment of healing—would be an end point they could come to whenever they were ready, would love them through the pain instead of drive it higher—and I don't think I've really changed at all in that regard, and I hope that ends up being all right.
#this is a complicated way to say that i'm having my chai and meditating on some of the more popular headcanons i saw#when i first got here and part of it was just the circle of blogs i saw initially when i created mine#because they all had a similar sense of characterization for the blorbos and were reluctant to let anything else in#and i totally get that btw because i LOVE seeing varied interpretations and i will happily play in every sandbox#but i'm thinking specifically about the fanon about beej HAVING to leave his home after everything because he tries to fit back in the box#and he can't#and the agony and misery therein like having built an entire life on a literal lie and choosing to jettison it for his own good#and how i have inadvertently built a home life for him that he will return to incredibly changed but will be welcomed into nonetheless#i think about how loose and utterly queer he becomes in korea down to his gestures his clothes his grooming choices#and how yes he DOES remove all of those when he gets home#(my gnc hawk doing much the same i should say)#but replacing the agony of having to leave what no longer serves you with the joy of someone saying 'then let's change together'#and the knowledge that it won't be easy and you need SO much therapy#but that the old and the new can come together in a very intentional and loving and wonderful way#so the mustache comes back and the colors and the loose limbs and the lighter speaking cadence and he feels so fucking good again#and he's loved so thoroughly by all three of the most important aspects of his life for CHOOSING to be authentic#(just like hawk)#and i know a lot of this is me needing to write it because i almost lost my marriage because my wife was so scared of how she changed#that she was projecting onto me all of these thoughts of how she was SURE i'd react and she tried to cut and run early#and how when i wrapped her up in all that love and desire to come along on this new journey and see what happens#that she was overcome and truly didn't believe it was real#but also i do get sad at the tendency to be like 'everyone changed and they can never go back'#when i want to be like 'yes but they can always go forward and they don't have to lose everything they loved to do it'#and i just hope people wanna come on that journey with me#my ramblings
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leeeeeeeeech · 1 year
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Y/n: But that place is haunted. Lydia: Ghosts prey on fear. Just be confident! Y/n, marching into the haunted house I AM NOT SCARED! I AM NOT A PUSSY!
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juicedbeetle · 2 years
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beej would think holidays are really stupid because "time is all the same" until he gets to experience the customs and suddenly you'd see him in a lightup christmas sweater chugging eggnog and crunching on candy canes and decorating gingerbread houses with live insects that live inside the house like a cute wholesome family
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quenga-do-nordeste · 1 year
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— Don't close your eyes, stay here. — Mel begs, desperate, as he tries in vain to contain the black liquid that runs between his fingers from the beetle amulet.
With his head in his lap Beetlejuice seems to be resigned, his energy fading quickly, his green eyes almost dull, lost somewhere far away. His voice is weak and broken but no trace of tears graces his spectral face.
— I love you. — He murmurs, the words echoing in the space between them. Confident, devastating. Mel's eyes widen in surprise, the tears now falling even harder, mixing with the infernal blood spilled.
— My ghost friend is such a liar that I almost believe him. — he murmurs, his voice more broken than he would like to sound. Beetlejuice smiles, a weak smile, as a black liquid, hot as hellfire, drips from the corner of his mouth. The beetle amulet has almost all the black liquid on the ground, and the hope of saving it slowly disappears.
— I love you too, damn it. — The brunette admits, his intense blue eyes fixed on Beetlejuice's, as sadness and despair surround them. A lump tightens his throat, suffocating him with the pain of imminent loss.
— I know.... Sorry it took so long. Feelings. Ew...— Beej whispers, his purple strands slowly losing color, taking on a pitch black tone.
— Don't you dare leave me here, alone, Bug. I won't make it, not without you. — Mel pleads, observing the crooked smile on the demon's lips when he tries to speak, but can't. His body, which used to be so restless, now remains completely still under his arms. The artifact dangled in his hand, without a single drop left.
He's gone.
He had no turning back. Her beloved died and would not return this time. Mel remained there, hugging him, until no tears fell and he no longer had a voice. Melancholy and loneliness filled the space where love once existed, leaving only the emptiness and sadness that eternity without Beetlejuice would bring.
Yes, I torture myself with annoying thoughts.
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afterthefuneral · 9 days
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Honestly, my favorite thing about Beetlejuice Beetlejuice is how Beej spends the entire movie tripping over the 7 inch erection he has for Lydia.
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My headcanon is that when he went to the “little boys room” and left Lydia alone in the afterlife is because he had to go and jack off. Because he was so excited to be near her again.
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eyecan02 · 15 days
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Beetlebabes Spoiler: Discussing THAT Ending Scene
At the end, Lydia wakes up from a nightmare of Astrid giving birth to Babyjuice only to find Beetlejuice in bed with her groggily saying, "I just had the strangest dream." before Lydia wakes up one final time, slowly looks over and sees no one there but there is a definite imprint on the pillow and sheets that Beetlejuice had definitely been lying down next to Lydia.
First of all, kudos to Tim for briefly getting Beej and Lydia into bed together. It was probably one of the most shocking parts of the movie for me. There's a couple of interesting things about this scene I thought was worth discussing.
First of all, it's cute that Beetlejuice sleeps with the covers all the way to his neck. Ghosts would probably be cold all the time so that makes sense. My headcanon is that sleeping next to Lydia not only gives Beej some warmth, but it's also the only way he gets a good night sleep.
Another interesting thing worth noting is the fact that they appear to have had the same dream.
"I just had the strangest dream."
I don't think it was a random dream. It had to be VERY strange in order for someone as weird as Beej to call it "strange". And I would say having a nightmare of his potential step daughter giving birth to a baby that looks like him definitely would be strange as hell.
Earlier in the film, Beetlejuice alluded to him and Lydia sharing a psychic connection. So it seems they're able to share dreams. Beetlejuice may have actually been the first to wake up and forced Lydia to wake up as well so that she wouldn't have to continue to experience such a nightmare.
Lydia may have said that she was ready to "start living life", but what we have to understand is that while Lydia's ghost show is over, Lydia will always carry the ability to see ghosts so "living" for her will never mean leading a normal life, which Beetlejuice is taking full advantage of.
Beej couldn't marry Lydia but still became the "man of her dreams" in a sense. lol We don't know how much time passed/how much space Beetlejuice gave Lydia before he started haunting her again, but it's clear that he'll always haunt her/be a part of her. I think he'll always be looking out for her best interests/keeping her away from assholes like Rory.
One thing that bothers me about this ending is that Tim had said in an interview that "every character gets a satisfying ending except Astrid." Except this ending doesn't feel satisfying for Lydia. Great that she made up with Astrid but this weird ghost guy is gonna be haunting her during the day and sharing her bed at night?
It just seems like a weird, unsatisfying ending for Lydia, especially with how Winona has said that Tim has always been protective of Lydia's character. It didn't have to be a traditional ending of them married (but yes it should have been lol) but Lydia's story ending with her never truly finding peace? It just doesn't sit right with me and other fans.
Instead of leaning into a horror ending, I think somehow it could've still ended with a musical song and dance number just like the first film. I want there to be a third part so bad that I'm actually thinking of writing my dream script for it, AND I'm delulu enough to believe Tim will find it floating around on the internet a few months from now and love the script so much that he officially announces Beetlejuice Beetlejuice Beetlejuice. Delulu is the Solulu.
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hawkeyeslaughter · 9 months
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Do you have any (minor) headcanons that you have little to no evidence for but you just believe them as if they were the truth?
oh god of course i do
— the nurses taught klinger how to hem , alter , even make some of his own clothes ; he gets so good at it that sometimes they just come to him with their needs
— the uke ( ? ) that hawkeye has hanging in the swamp ? he knows how to play it surprisingly well , he just never does unless drunker than usual
— radar put soles in his boots one time that made him taller and it took even hawkeye like a solid week to figure out what was different about him ( once he did , though , radar had no refuge from the teasing )
— the nurses hold regular gossip sessions and sometimes compare notes on the guys of the 4077th
— margaret knows how to cut hair , taught herself how to cut her own ( because she got sick of barbers not cutting it the way she wanted ) . has more than once had to come to the rescue of nurses who have marred their hair by taking the scissors to it
— in college bj was a relentless and revered hazer ( which is funny considering he barely got through his own hazing )
— hawkeye’s use of petnames ( “ darling “ , “ sweetheart “ , “ baby “ , etc etc ) are all picked up from trapper . prior to meeting him he hardly ever used them
— when oliver got his orders home , trapper and hawkeye threw him a rager in the swamp and were very badly hungover for their actual goodbye the next day
— father mulcahy has that thing where he hears a tune and can instantly play it on the piano
— charles falls asleep regularly during movie nights hawkeye and beej drag him to , usually on hawkeye’s shoulder
— trapper is colorblind . not like , drastically colorblind , but hawkeye finds out one day and teases him absolutely relentlessly for it
— trapper and oliver always did this bit where they pretended they were whispering things and wouldn’t tell hawkeye what they were saying because it was funny to watch hawkeye get all huffy and annoyed with them
— henry has to do the right / left things with his hands all the time ( PLSASE ITS SO STUPID )
— margaret has a crazy sweet tooth + sometimes bj asks peg to send sweets back specifically for margaret
— potter’s horse or pet names in general very rarely alter because he just can’t be bothered to come up with new creative ones . besides , tried and true always works
— klinger is a pool shark . idk why he is he just is . he has pool shark vibes
— trapper briefly considered going into pediatrics
— charles sometimes has very serious conversations with the camp strays ( mainly just voicing whatever he may be thinking of at the particular moment )
— radar sometimes likes to imagine he’s the protagonist in a superhero world and i mean why not . little dude is literally psychic
— hawkeye has a habit of ripping at his nails , klinger regularly checks them and manicures them for him
— the nurses and swamp rats regularly get involved in prank wars . the nurses are far more clever than some people realize
— hawkeye and trapper stood back to back once to see who was taller and had radar judge ( hawkeye tried to bribe radar to say it was him )
— one time margaret made frank cry so hard he threw up . good for her
— bj has weirdly good reflexes and can catch things while barely looking up , he has a habit of saying “ i knew i should’ve gotten into baseball “
— charles does that thing where someone asks him to do something and he says “ no “ while actively doing it
— the swamp rats are all actively ready to swing on anyone who upsets one of the nurses and that goes double for margaret . sometimes they actually do
— hawkeye has a pair of roller skates . do with this information what you will .
— father mulcahy is a self - taught painter
— henry tells the same stories more than once and hawkeye , trapper , and radar have a mutual agreement to pretend they’ve never heard them whenever this happens
— hawkeye and radar have made many a pinky promise , and never once did one get broken
— charles is surprisingly a god awful secret keeper , he tells most secrets to margaret
— henry is scared shitless of cats
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l3o-lion · 2 months
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too little / too much
give me a sign
say please and thanks
even a leaf may drown in the wild currents of the stream of creation, much like how wax may melt when Icarus follows his heart
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(four versions bc im indecisive as shit hh)
chosen name : Dirk Gently
birth name : Svlad Cjelli
codename : Project Icarus
something something -blackwing subjects as a trans allegory- something
(a buncha rambles under the cut)
But also very possibly queer, disabled, neurodivergent (and i don't just mean that as in autism & adhd), mentally ill, etc (maybe intersex but that's not really my place to decide)- Anything that isn't "standard" can be projected as a possible reading of the blackwing subjects, especially things that people are often persecuted, villainised or discriminated against for being. Dirk and the rest of em are all of course most commonly read simply as who and what they are, though, because there is plenty of value and relatability in that.
........Another unrelated tangent: Dirk absolutely has darkish red hair in my head, even though that doesn't look to be his hair colour for most of the show- i think i've seen others talk about his mysterious hair colour too. And i have read a fic where he had "mood ring" hair, ive loved that sorta stuff for years (when i was into beetlejuice the musical i always drew beej with hair that changed colour depending on mood <3<3) so that's definitely a fantastic headcanon to me-
the text in the fourth image says icarus in case that wasn't clear btw!
aaaaand last but not least !! bonus wip picture that can stand on it's own imo :>
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Pleaseeee plspls tell me what you think! And please expand on the (admittedly vague) ideas in this post if you come up with anything!!
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howlingdemon13 · 7 months
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Betelgeuse I was hugely inspired by a bunch of artists and fic writers in the fandom, as well as a few monster artists who specialize in combining different creatures into beasts that actually look cohesive. I’m not sure how well I was able to execute the vision here, but I’m really proud of it regardless! DiamondZ, nonbinary-arsonist, stinkyhorsebitch, and arbuzyansky were the main catalysts for this, so definitely take a peek at their work or give them a follow. I was initially going to submit this guy for a staff art show, but I don't want to rush the rest of it, so I'm just going to post what I have finished here. Design notes are under the cut.
In earlier drafts, I was looking into more serpentine-looking designs since Beetlejuice turns into a snake in the film. Some of the concepts I was leaning towards looked like either a lindworm or centipede, but I think mammalian fits Musicaljuice since he’s “softer” in a lot of aspects compared to his film counterpart. I may look into playing with a more snake/bug-like design in the future. Beetlejuice’s overall look is heavily inspired by Chalicotherium goldfussi, which were huge Miocene ungulates that are distantly related to things like rhinos and tapirs. Given that Beetlejuice is super old, I felt like an extinct animal was a proper fit. On a more personal level, I really like the way these guys look and it was easier to rework their body plan into something that looks carnivorous. That, and I wasn’t really vibing with other mammalian body plans, especially because I wanted something that was close in shape to a human without being apelike. Huge herbivores also have larger stomachs, which I feel is a better analogue to Beetlejuice’s body type. You’ll have to pry that man’s curves from my cold, dead hands. All his forms are chubby and soft, and I’ll fight you over it in the Denny’s parking lot. I also added some hyaenid traits, especially for the head shape and teeth. Hyenas are very social animals (like Beej, except no one can see him), and striped hyenas and aardwolves specifically have these tall crests of fur that run down their backs and back legs that they can raise and lower to communicate. I’d argue it’s fitting since Beetlejuice’s hair sticks up at odd angles and communicates his mood (intentional or not). And hyenas laugh. Granted they giggle when they’re stressed, but it still fits. I modeled his stripes off of both species as well. His hind paws, ears, and tail are all based off of those of opossums. Beej is very “trash animal”-coded, and I felt like the opossum traits would fit better with the Chalicotherium body than something like a raccoon or skunk. I felt a little bad about not giving him a ton of bug traits, so I tried to add mandibles, but they just weren’t looking right in earlier design drafts. I gave him a bunch of small eyes to compensate, but making him look buggy wasn’t the only reason for the extra eyes. We know from early drafts of the musical script that Beetlejuice’s last name is Shoggoth. These creatures are mentioned by Lovecraft in Fungi from Yuggoth and At the Mountains of Madness, but I’m not sure if this implies that Beej is a shoggoth, or if it more so refers to him being able to manifest multiple limbs/shapeshift/warp reality like one. In that same vein, the mouth in his chest is mostly to look scary and is just another fun little Lovecraftian trait that I felt was needed. Same to the tendrils, but that’s also a common fandom trait that is pretty much canon (to me) at this point. I might rb this with headcanons later on.
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