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hiiiiiii i want to be able to be on my blogs here more but i am all over the place right now. so, i am going to be moving the following muses from their single-muse blogs to this multi:

@patientloved

@ideamade

@waterfrd

@stabilimentums

@271stbest

@turnsloose

[turnsloose]

hiiiiiii i want to be able to be on my blogs here more but i am all over the place right now. so, i am going to be moving the following muses from their single-muse blogs to this multi:

@patientloved

@ideamade

@waterfrd

@stabilimentums

@271stbest

@turnsloose

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St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Missouri, April 11, 1909

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your    word    and     my    word    and    her    word    is       yesterday,   today    and    tomorrow,      and    twilight    gives    me    an    inner     sanctity ...

⌗      ENGARDEBITCH,     an  independent  and  selective  dual  muse  roleplaying  blog  featuring    𝐻𝐸𝐿𝐸𝑁 𝑆𝐻𝐴𝑅𝑃    &    𝑀𝐴𝐷𝐸𝐿𝐼𝑁𝐸 𝐴𝑆𝐻𝑇𝑂𝑁   of  the    DEATH BECOMES HER    universe.     penned  with  love  by  rubi.     (   22,    she / her,    gmt.   )     

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⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞

❝ i don’t think anyone would notice if i disappeared. ❞

❝ it’s too quiet without you. ❞

❝ i’m surrounded, but i’ve never felt lonelier. ❞

❝ i don’t even know who to call anymore. ❞

❝ i wish someone would ask if i’m really okay. ❞

❝ it’s just me. it’s always just me. ❞

❝ i miss being someone’s favorite person. ❞

❝ i feel like a ghost in my own life. ❞

❝ even when i’m with people, i still feel alone. ❞

❝ nobody really sees me. not all the way. ❞

❝ i stopped reaching out. nobody noticed. ❞

❝ i talk to the walls more than i talk to people. ❞

❝ some nights, the silence feels like it’s screaming at me. ❞

❝ i pretend to be fine because i don’t want to be a burden. ❞

❝ i’m tired of being the one who always has to be okay. ❞

❝ i just want someone to stay. even if i don’t say anything. ❞

❝ it hurts to feel this forgotten. ❞

❝ maybe i’m meant to be alone. ❞

❝ i wish someone missed me the way i miss them. ❞

❝ when did i become so easy to leave behind? ❞

❝ i keep hoping someone will reach out, but they never do. ❞

❝ i don’t know how to ask for help anymore. ❞

❝ i’m not okay, but i don’t know how to say it without crying. ❞

❝ i’d give anything just to feel held right now. ❞

❝ sometimes, i just want someone to sit with me in the dark. ❞

❝ i wonder if anyone thinks about me when i’m not around. ❞

❝ i’m so tired of pretending to matter. ❞

❝ i miss the feeling of being wanted. ❞

❝ it feels like everyone outgrew me and forgot to tell me. ❞

❝ i wish someone would fight for me for once. ❞

❝ i didn’t think it was possible to feel this invisible. ❞

❝ i’m not okay. i haven’t been for a while. ❞

❝ why does it feel like i’m always the one left behind? ❞

❝ i’m not asking for much... just not to be forgotten. ❞

❝ it’s like i’m screaming, but no one can hear me. ❞

❝ i used to laugh without faking it. i miss that. ❞

❝ i miss who i was before the loneliness set in. ❞

❝ i wish someone would just hold me and mean it. ❞

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He's the lesser of the available evils in that moment, but this Lydia is acutely aware that he is not safe, and she is considering that in that moment. She was literally searching his face for clues before saying his name a third time, because he kept threatening to kill her dad and possessed the Maitlands. She knows he's not safe. But she also listened to his whole sales pitch and if he's going to deliver on that pitch, then fuck, at least someone's on her side. Someone with actual power. (analysis via @nanasalt)

ISABELLA ESLER (Lydia) & MATTHEW MICHAEL JANISSE (Beetlejuice)

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hiiii besties i miss lydia

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HONESTLY, IT'S NICE hearing someone seemingly around her age talk about their interests. it's nice to listen to someone talk about something other than building a scale model of the town, arguing about accent walls or, god forbid, begging her to try “ unlocking her chakra. ” maybe delia was right, she did need friends her own age. “ what do you like to sketch? i tried to use only charcoal as medium for a while back home, but i wasn't very good at it. photography has always been my talent. ”

that was new . standing at six feet , with limbs far too long for a body of such size , a phantom that would rather float 'round than live dutifully like most humans do . it had been a while since connor felt like that — human , that is .

a nod , understanding . he's seen it , & she was right .

" ... tried to get into photography , " rogue maroon tresses escape from their place behind a heavily pierced ear . a white digit quick to fix back their place . " didn't work out — more into sketchin' now . painting too . " the words are out before they know it . maybe the girl wasn't interested in the details , but her smile made it easy .

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“ I'M NOT INSANE. ” it's stated matter of factly, “ i'm eccentric, there's a difference. ” she would admit to the weird part, though. that was something lydia wore like a badge of honor. her mother was never ashamed of being weird, why should she be? “ they're not hallucinations, they're real. it's not my fault ghosts don't want to be seen by you. maybe you should be better company. ” another playful jab. then she's rolling her eyes so hard they may simply fall out of her skull & onto the floor. “ a party, seriously? ”

she can hear delia in the back of her mind, her shrill voice telling her to put herself out there. ( “ you're never going to make any friends here if you spend all day cooped up in your room, lydia! ” ) lydia argues that she has friends, that the maitlands were her friends & that she talked to some other kids in her biology class every now and then. ( “ it's so strange for a girl your age to only talk to ghosts, go socialize! you're young, live a little! don't waste your youth. you know, when i was your age — ” ) then she'd prattle on about some time in her youth & lydia would tune it out.

there's a beat before the teen responds. “ yes, i'll be there. ”

Billy shot her an unamused look. " As if anything scares me." He rolled his eyes, taking a drag off his cigarette. " I was going to say cause you're fucking weird." He teased right back, a smile pulling on his lips just slightly. " I don't care about your hallucinations or that you're a bit insane. Luckily for you, I like you anyways." He winked and blew out smoke. " You coming to the party this weekend?"

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SHE SWEARS SHE can see the change out of the corner of her eye, a whole transformation appearing within her peripheral. he really was going to pester her all night about this, wasn't he? “ be—... ” she almost says his name again, but stops herself. what would that be now, twice? lydia had to be careful. as much as he was starting to grate on her nerves, the goth didn't want the specter to go away. his company was nice, even in times like these. she tears her attention away from her reflection in the mirror, chestnut hues now landing upon the sight. “ you're staring. ” a beat. “ stop. ” his lingering gaze can not help but make her feel a little ridiculous. ( was the makeup a step too far? did she look stupid? )

lydia shakes the thoughts away, focusing on the emergence of bettyjuice before her. this look was definitely more mature than she was used to seeing, but something about it was off. it was like when she was very little & used to try on her mother's heels, wobbling with every step as she stomped around the house. it was like a young girl trying to emulate a woman based on whatever she saw in media. it's an imitation of the image peddled by society, what women were in advertisements back in the late nineties. something about it screamed “ sex sells, ” & lydia has to stop herself from recoiling.

“ i—... ” he really wanted to be there, didn't he? “ okay. ” with a sigh, lydia resigns. “ you can tag along, but you have to behave. promise me, beej. ”

    An unfamiliar, sharp pain pokes at his side like someone is sticking him with a needle. He wonders if a goblin lives under Lydia's bed, only to pester him at his lowest with invisible, tiny pricks. Beetlejuice would have preferred the former to Lydia's cruel admission; these are her true colors. This is the first time she's telling me the truth. Suddenly, their whole relationship feels like a lie. He can no longer discern fact from neurosis. Beetlejuice can convince himself of anything, that he's smart, handsome, and a winner. Telling himself that Lydia has always thought him a nuisance comes easily. There is nothing his powerful imagination can't make a reality; it is both his gift and his curse.

    "Babes!" He exclaims. Yet, the nickname suddenly feels stale, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth of moldy cheese. That's not his babes, not anymore. "Hey, here's an idea-" he can always make her laugh when all else fails. Snapping his fingers, he's turned into ol' reliable Bettyjuice, but with a mature twist. His hairy legs poke out from a hot pink, pleather mini-skirt, and his tallow-colored hair is done up in pigtails. The lace top is too small, ready to rip when he raises his arms. "I'll join ya." Beetlejuice winked, but his smug expression grew dumbfounded as he watched her round her lips with Clinique. She was so much of a woman it frightened him.

    "Uh..." His mouth hung open; a fly landed on his tongue, and he ate it.

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IT WAS ONE thing to summon betelgeuse whenever she saw fit, but lydia had always found herself curious about other spirits out there. were they all summoned in such a similar manner? that's what she intended to find out. one lonely saturday, the girl is holed up in her room, trying different chants & incantations in an attempt to summon... something. maybe it'd be some ghoulishly grotesque creature she could use to scare her parents. wouldn't that just be amazing?

finally, something sticks, & there she was. she's purple & sort of see-through & she isn't some beastly creature at all. she's just a girl, more or less. she didn't look much older than lydia herself. “ hello. ” her tone is soft, just above a whisper. why was she being so cautious? ( what's wrong, lydia, scared you'll spook the ghost? )

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Wha--huh?! How did she...get here? Wait a second. Was she just summoned? Accidental or not, she was just summoned!

"Wow. My first summon. I didn't even know that could happen to me!" The monster is rather ecstatic though in response. You can do this, Spectra! Time to be a good scary monster!

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“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ” jd :^) / @dafriend

HER VOICE HAS a bit of a bite to it, “ i like being alone sometimes, is that such a crime? ”

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foaming at the mouth. might start crying, genuinely.

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OOC. new beetlejuice monster high skullector 2 pack but in wedding outfits.... its SO over for my bank acct

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isabella esler as lydia deetz!

not my photos. please like if you use!

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“we all have secrets, don’t we?” / @ofupland

CUE A SHRUG of her shoulders, a sigh escaping the girl now. “ some secrets are harder to keep than others, though. don't you think? sometimes you have something you've been holding inside for so long that you just want to scream it from the rooftops just to get it out. ”

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❝ being your friend should come with a warning label. ❞ / @popularmxnster

SOFT IS THE smile that forms at his words, a giggle escaping her now. “ why's that, huh? is it because of all the ghosts that seem to linger around me? feeling a little creeped out? ” it's light teasing, really. “ they're completely harmless. ”

a beat. “ mostly. ”