#beetlejuice x male reader

[box-yippee]

BEETLEJUICE X GN READER <3

⫸Strange but Sweet⫷

(Ps! This is my first ever fanfic :3 I hope you like it <3)

You hadn’t expected much when you summoned Beetlejuice. It was supposed to be just a bit of fun—test out that book of the dead you found, maybe meet a ghost or two. But Beetlejuice was… different. Sure, he was crude, a bit wild, but something about that messy green hair and the constant barrage of jokes had pulled you in.

The first time he appeared, you jumped in surprise as he erupted from the ground in a cloud of purple smoke. His mismatched eyes found yours instantly, and he grinned that sharp, toothy grin.

"Well, well, well. Didn’t think someone as cute as you would be calling me up. You lonely, handsome?"

You blushed, feeling your stomach flip. "I, uh, just wanted to see if the spell worked."

"Oh, it worked, babe." He sauntered closer, his striped suit making him stand out in the gloomy room. His fingers were quick to curl around your wrist, his touch surprisingly warm. "And lucky for you, you got me! The Ghost with the Most."

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling. Beetlejuice had a way of worming into your good graces. He was always loud and obnoxious, but it was almost… endearing. He never failed to make you laugh, even when you were trying your best not to.

As the weeks went by, Beetlejuice became a frequent visitor to your home. You’d be making coffee, and he’d pop out of your fridge with a cheesy one-liner. You’d be reading, and suddenly he’d be sprawled across your couch, complaining about how boring the afterlife was.

Yet, despite his chaotic energy, you found yourself growing attached to him. Maybe it was the way his eyes softened when he thought you weren’t looking. Or maybe it was how he’d stop mid-rant about the afterlife to check in on you, asking if you were doing okay with a surprising gentleness in his voice.

One night, you were lying on your bed, staring up at the ceiling, when Beetlejuice appeared beside you in a puff of smoke. He grinned lazily and flopped down next to you.

"What’s got you all broody, huh?" he asked, his head propped up on one arm.

You shrugged, glancing over at him. "Just thinking."

He wriggled closer until his side pressed against yours, his chaotic energy suddenly muted. "Thinking about me?" He smirked, but there was something softer underneath it.

"Maybe," you admitted, feeling your heart race at how close he was.

Beetlejuice’s grin widened, but his hand found yours, and he squeezed lightly. "You know, for a guy who’s still alive, you’re pretty dead set on having me around."

You rolled your eyes, but a smile tugged at your lips. "Maybe I like you, Beetlejuice."

He blinked, clearly taken aback. For a second, you thought you might’ve gone too far, but then he let out a soft laugh, his eyes crinkling at the edges.

"Well, babe," he said, leaning in until his nose was practically brushing yours, "I guess it’s a good thing I like you too."

And before you could say anything else, Beetlejuice closed the gap between you, his lips warm and surprisingly soft against yours. It wasn’t what you expected—there was no roughness, no teasing. Just him, pouring everything into the kiss with a sincerity that you hadn’t seen from him before.

When he pulled back, his eyes were shining, and for once, he seemed at a loss for words.

"That… wasn’t so bad," he finally muttered, trying to play it cool, but you could see the warmth in his gaze.

You chuckled, your heart light as you leaned in for another kiss. "Not bad at all."

From that moment on, Beetlejuice became more than just a mischievous ghost. He was your mischievous ghost, and though life with him was chaotic and strange, it was also sweet in a way you never expected.

[prettyboypistol]

Smoke and Joke || Keatlejuice x M!Reader PART 3

Part 1, Part 2

It had been a few days since you released the terror that was Beetlejuice out on the world. You had to admit, it was kind of funny to see the mayhem on the way to the grocery store and back. Nothing happened to you per se- Beetlejuice was courteous in a way like that. He knew not to mess with the man that freed him- after all, you, unbeknownst to yourself, were the key to sealing him away if you so desired. So, all chaos was decidedly two blocks away from wherever you needed to go in your daily life.

That is, until you came home one night to see Beetlejuice on your couch, drinking your beer, and smoking one of those nasty soul-cigs as f.r.i.e.n.d.s reruns played in the background.

"Y'know, you could have asked before raiding my fridge."

"Yeah, but you weren't home." He responded, puffing a claw of smoke to beckon you closer.

Oh what the hell, you'd bite. You plopped down next to Beetlejuice and took the beer from his hand, took a long swig, then handed it back.

"That's a dirty lil' habit of yours." Beetlejuice chuckled as he swallowed some beer, intentionally licking the rim to gross you out.

"Hm?" You mumble, your eyes glazed over in boredom as you watched the television idly.

"Taking things that ain't yours, toots. You don't know where my mouth's been."

"As if I'd catch something from a ghost." You breathed out a laugh. "Besides, I'm too tired to care at this point. Pass the beer again- wait, no, I need something stronger." You said as you got up to rummage around in your freezer for your vodka. It was a quarter empty.

Either you were more of an alcoholic than you thought or that bastard on the couch also got into your vodka. You looked back to him, and all Beetlejuice gave was a toothy, gross, grin. As if he could ever look innocent. Yeah, right.

Whatever, he could get you some more as a make-up later. You took the bottle out from the freezer, mixed it with some orange juice, and sat back down with your cup in hand and sipped quietly. It wasn't your favorite way to get drunk, but it was a fast way. And with the company you had over? You'd like to forget him ever being there.

"So, why are you here anyway?" You couldn't help but ask.

Beetlejuice laughed and shook his head slightly at the question, as if you were stupid.

"Why wouldn't I? I'm a bein' of pure chaos. Thought I'd spice up your life a lil- God knows you live a milk-toast life."

"Damn." You responded. He was kinda right. All you did was wake up, work, drink, and sleep.

"Besides, this place is just boring enough to hide away in." Beetlejuice added. That made your head snap up to look at him.

"What did you do."

"I mighta messed with the pipes of the fire hydrants."

You groaned and flopped your head back onto the upright cushion. "You were a mistake. I thought you were just some dumb poltergeist."

"I could be a bigger mistake." Beetlejuice snorted as he jokingly placed a hand on your thigh. You quickly swatted his moldy hand off of you.

"As if." You sneered as you fished the box of cigarettes from your pocket and placed one to your lips.

Suddenly, Beetlejuice grabbed you by your jaw and pulled you far too close for comfort. You stared into his eyes. You felt his faux-cold breath on your face. You finally got a good look at the grime that caked his face- it was moss. His grub-pale skin revolted you on a visceral level, especially the earthy smell that radiated off of him.

Although, you expected him to smell like a rotting corpse. But no, he just smelled like wet grass and dirt. Like a freshly-watered grave. Either way, you prayed that the proximity ignited your fight-flight response- that's why you hoped you heart raced. You barely noticed Beetlejuice's real intention of using his cigarette light to light your own. When he pulled away, he took a good look at you and burst out laughing.

"Oh Christ- look at you!" He cackled as he snapped his fingers to materialize a mirror in front of you. Shit, you were blushing. HARD.

"Shut up." You grumbled as you took a long drag of your cigarette. "I'm allergic to disgusting bastards."

"Awe, I'm touched, babes."

As you two smoked and drank on the couch, you couldn't help but steal glances at Beetlejuice from time to time.

He wasn't as hideous as you first thought.

SHIT. NO. NO NO NO NO. OH GOD NO.

[shxnigxmi]

Okay, okay, okay— a Burlesque-Style!M!Reader and a totally smitten Beetlejuice. Like, they’re lovers that met when he was alive and they meet again in the afterlife. Yeah.

[betelgeuses-wife]

Asks are open! Requests are open for Beetlejuice fics!

Rules:

🪲 Oneshots, Imagines, Drabbles and Blurbs

🧃 For Fem, Male or GN readers

🪲 Will write 18+ but it will be on Ao3 and link will be posted here

🧃 Fluff or angst suitable for 16+ will be posted here

🪲 I will only write for the 1988/2024 Beetlejuice. NOT the musical version. If you ask for the musical version I will ignore your request.

🧃 Added information in request are helpful; when do you want it set, where, cannon or new au, how old is reader POV [not needed but helpful from a writing stand point].

🪲 I WILL NOT write smut requests for those who do not have age in bio. Nor will I write about fetishes that include the non-usual bodily fluids that comes from smut. I do not want to say it so hopefully you get the idea.

🧃 Requests may be submitted but please do not expect it to be fulfilled; I have a life outside of my creative writing and though I'd love to dedicate all my time to it, it's not possible. It may also be a case that I've either written an idea that's the same [in that case I'd link the similar story if it's a near exact match] or I may not be comfortable with the Request. I hope you understand.

🪲You may dm me to chat if you have a request but would like some specifics in it but please don't expect me to commit to an idea. I can and will deny requests if I don't feel capable or comfortable with them.

[ultimateissuessimp]

Nik's Magical Masterlist

Welcome lost souls! Somehow you ended up on my blog! I'm so very sorry it's not someone better at writing, but if you're bored and in need of a good laugh or cringe over what I write then feel free to come here and check out what I have in store!

Damn! You could even reqeust something, but ONLY when the light is green, kay? <3

Of course there will be rules, because boundaries are important, remember <3

(Art of the kitty cat made by Dillon Samuelson)

Rules

Characters that I write for:

+Astarion (Baldur's Gate 3)

(Art on the left - remade by someone unkown, original artist also unkown)

!.Feel the sun again - Astarion x Male Reader - 25.05

+Killian Jones (Once Upon A Time)

One shots:

!. Hook's curse - Killian Jones x male reader 20.05

!. Golden days - Killian Jones x male reader - 24.05

!. Heated rivalry - NSFW - Killian Jones x Male Reader -27.05

!. A bit of sun won't hurt - Killian Jones x Male Reader- 31.05

!. I love you in any state - Killian Jones x Male Reader - 03.06

!. Where's my reward? - Killian Jones x Male Reader - 07.06

+Lucifer (Obey Me! Shall We Date?)

(Art of Lucifer on the right middle is the official art from the game!)

One shots:

!. Little lamb, little lamb - Lucifer x gn reader - 20.05

!. It's just hair - Lucifer x platonic male reader - 27.05

+Namor (Black Panther: Wakanda Forever)

!.AT THE MOMENT THIS SHELF IS EMPTY, SORRY :C

+Dream of the Endless (The Sandman)

Story:

!. Lost and Found - Morpheus x male reader (Ended)

+Papa Emeritus IV (From the band Ghost)

!.AT THE MOMENT THIS SHELF IS EMPTY, SORRY :C

+Moon Knight ( Moon Kight)

!.AT THE MOMENT THIS SHELF IS EMPTY, SORRY :C

+Baron Helmut Zemo (CA:CW, FATWS)

One shots:

!. Be okay, be alright - Baron Zemo x Male Reader - 10.06

!. "I love you" is not enough - Baron Zemo x Male Reader - 14.06

!. Rota - Baron Zemo x Male Reader - 17.06

!. Teach me - Baron Zemo x Male Reader - 21.06

!. Treacherous waters - coming out - 24.06

+Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice The Musical)

!.AT THE MOMENT THIS SHELF IS EMPTY, SORRY :C

+The Cat King (Dead Boy Detectives)

!.For me? For you. - The Cat King x GN Reader - 22.05

!. Oel ngati kameie, Nga Yawne Lu Oer (I see you, I love you) - The Cat King x Male Reader - 30.05

↳ Part 2 - The Cat King x Male Reader - 31.05

!. Fleabag and a Dirty Mutt - The Cat King x Dog King!Male Reader - 03.05

[multi-fandom-enjoyer]

Lydia: Are you sure this is a good idea? Dating someone who used to be dead?

Astrid: Don't worry, they're nothing like Beet- , I mean, him. But they are having a difficult time adjusting, which makes them a little-

A faint screaming is heard in the distance, followed by a loud thud.

Astrid (sighs): Clumsy.

They follow the sound to find Y/n at the bottom of the stairs.

Y/n: I forgot how much pain hurts.

Astrid hands them the Handbook For The Recently Resurrected

Astrid (chuckles): You might want to read more of this, babe.

[fandomnerd9602]

Astrid and Lydia get cornered by Sandworms…

Astrid: Y/N-Juice! Y/N-Juice! Y/N-Juice!

Y/N-Juice appears…

Y/N: hey there. Holy s—t! Sandworms?! Yeah I got this.

Y/N takes out two big riding hooks…

Y/N: long live the fighters!

Y/N jumps onto the back of a Sandworm and guides it to fight another…

Y/N: now’s your chance, babe! Go!!

Astrid: thank you!

Astrid and Lydia take the opportunity to run…

Lydia: babe?

Astrid: long story

[justivik]

DISCO.

jeremy (arthur conti) x fem! reader.

author's note and warnings: i decided that jeremy in this fanfic ( maybe in the future fanfics i will make) will not be a ghost!!! PLEASE if u like this and want more pls repost and support <3

“Cause there's nothing like it not like the way you move”

It was a Thursday night, and the autumn chill seemed to have no end. The orange, green and purple lights of the neighborhood flickered, casting an intermittent glow on the worn sidewalk. You were riding your worn bike to your boyfriend's house, wearing a sweater to keep warm so you wouldn't get sick on it. You stopped in front of the white door and settled into your costume and your fist let play a tune you were familiar with.

“hey”

His gaze seemed to slowly drift down your body, examining the clothes you were wearing.

The boy with the brown curls said. Your boyfriend, Jeremy.

“You look…amazing”

You felt your cheeks burn from his flattery. He could still make you feel nervous with his words or looks.

“And you look handsome in your cowboy costume, jey”

You walked into the house and could feel the ambiance of the familiar place. It seemed as if time had stopped inside those walls, and the atmosphere, with the mix of yellow light and the smell of candles, had an air of tranquility, almost as if you were inside a pumpkin cinnamon cookie. Jeremy took your hand and they climbed up the stairs to his room filled with posters, halloween decorations and indie music playing in the background.

Halloween was in both of your plans as a date where you two would eat candy until y'all burst and possibly watch movie marathons.

Between the laughter, unfinished words because of the candy being shoved into both of your mouths and the sound of UNO's cards being exchanged, a moving and happy melody began to play for the whole ambiance but you both loved that kind of songs

“Oh! I love this song. Come on, let's dance.”

The brown guy grabbed your palm and started singing while you laughed nervously for not knowing what to do.

“Take a picture before this song is over, love”

You quickly went for your polaroid camera and came back to continue watching Jeremy wiggle like a happy worm. You called out to him and he grabbed his last piece of candy to pose for the picture, the flash attacked both of your faces but a smile was on your face.

“We look amazing, jey!”

i know its september but i loved beetlejuice beetlejuice and jeremy sooooooooo 😁

[music4-ls]

could you perchance do moviejuice cuddling hcs his tummy just looks so like nice to hug ahhhhh!!!!! -🦭 pls and thank u!! keep up the good work pookie :]

Awh yes the dad bod:3🕸️

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So at first he wasn't used to get any sort of touch

Yet slowly, he warmed up to your touch!

It started small, holding hands, resting on his shoulder

Or anything like that

And it slowly became a hug, a soft warm hugs

He would usually lay down when you cuddle him, head on his chest as he carcasses your hair or back

Sometimes it's the opposite - you lay down when he's the one snuggling: don't get used to it tho, it's like a thing he would rarely do, just to.. Not look so soft

I mean, he has an opinion to keep on

Usually cuddling under blankets, while watching TV

Ending up sleeping together, period

[writing-for-the-gays]

The whole being dead thing

(MUSICAL) BEETLEJUICE X GN! PLUS SIZE! MORTICIAN! READER

Beej being really into the readers body, fat4fat bitches rise up. Beetlejuice is a tummy guy.

+nsfw

- Death was something you were well acquainted with. Working with the dead like it was second nature.

- and to you it was, underneath florescent lights and protective gear you felt at home.

- you'd had run-ins with the recently deceased, it wasn't uncommon, in fact a representative of the underworld had given you a couple dozen copies of 'handbook for recently deceased'.

- ghosts were just a part of your job, so when Beetlejuice showed up you didn't think too much of it.

- until he stayed around.

"So why exactly do you stay here with me?" You ask, hands busy gently applying a layer of foundation on an older woman's face. Beetlejuice hums.

"I just like the vibe."

- one night after a particularly rough day (even as a seasoned mortician some things can still get to you.) you smoked a joint in the car before you left the parking lot.

-irresponsible? 100%, but you don't do it often, so Beetlejuice is high-key surprised.

- you're his favorite breather, so of course you smoke weed! And also a lil worried, but he's not exactly sure why yet.

- you end up falling asleep in the car and when you wake up you're leaning on him, he's just kinda looking at you with wide unblinking eyes.

- like a cat focusing on prey?? But y'know kinda lovingly .

- acts differently from that point

- he stops staying there for the 'vibe' he starts saying he just wants to hangout.

- outside of being at the funeral home.

- at YOUR house.

- he still came and went while you worked.

- one night you spark up maybe a little too much, and are just a bit too touchy, and- ah shit he's hard.

- you kiss him; he tries sobering you up. You think he's mad at you. You fucked up.

- you wake up the next morning and Beej checks up on you, and you apologize like crazy and low-key confess.

- he kisses you this time and you reciprocate. And soon his hands are wandering all over your body, and he finds your belly and it's soft and squishy and he can grab at it and and and-

-he short circuits, he can't produce new blood you assume so when it goes to his dick he def gets light headed.

- lets out just this fucking noise from deep in his throat, he's so turned on man.

- you grind on him and he almost cums in his pants 🤩.

- your hands find his body, and you run your hands across his folds and just hold his love handles

- you fuck so hard that night you genuinely have to call of work because you can't walk.

- if you're trans masc he sucks T dick like a binki btw! Runs his tongue over the tip and slurps it down with the filthiest fucking noises, literally bobbing his head up and down, moaning when you pull his hair.

- T shots are followed by head, he can't go without it.

- trans femmes he sucks girl cock like it's his fucking job, will literally only come up to call you a good girl and finger you :3!

- what I'm trying to say is he's super good at giving head, and it's mostly bc he doesn't need to breathe, so he could go until your legs shake and you're crying 🩷.

- also takes it up the ass like a fucking CHAMP, whining for it and his voice literally cracking. (Oh God if you're teasing him, don't get me started, "you take my strap/cock so good pretty boy." "MORE PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE!")

- he pulls hair, scratches and bites, no you can't convince me otherwise.

-it sparks up... Interesting conflicts in your brain. "It's... not necrophilia, right? Technically??? You're dead, but not like... Dead dead, I can talk to you, and you can consent?"

- he's soft for you.

- but also you'll probably need to wrangle him into the bath.

[box-yippee]

Stick around

Beetlejuice x reader

(For male, female, gender neutrals, and mostly anyone!)

“Man, I need some excitement around here. Things are deader than usual.”

Just as he was about to drift off into another bout of self-pity, the air in his run-down abode shifted. A faint chill ran up his spine — something he didn’t feel often. There was someone nearby, and not just any someone. Another ghost.

“Who dares enter the lair of the great and terrible Beetlejuice?” he called out, grinning mischievously, his voice dripping with theatrical bravado. “Prepare yourself for—”

Before he could finish, you stepped out from the shadows, your form shimmering with an ethereal glow. You were a fellow ghost, though unlike Beetlejuice, you carried an aura of calm confidence. Your eyes locked with his, and for a brief second, Beetlejuice felt something strange — a flutter in his non-beating heart.

“Oh, uh, hey there,” Beetlejuice stammered, trying to regain his usual swagger. “Didn’t expect to see another ghost like you around here. Most of ‘em steer clear of the ol’ Bio-Exorcist.”

You smirked, crossing your arms. “I’m not most ghosts.”

Beetlejuice blinked, then his grin returned, wider this time. “Ohoho, I like that! Bold. Mysterious. I could get used to you, pal.”

You took a few steps closer, your eyes never leaving his. “I’ve heard about you. The chaos you cause. But I’m not here to stop you.”

Beetlejuice arched an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? Then what are you here for? Because, uh, I gotta say, you’re easy on the eyes for a dead guy.”

You chuckled softly, your voice smooth like a soft breeze in a haunted house. “I’m here because I’m intrigued by you. All the stories, the madness, the fun. It’s rare to meet someone who enjoys the afterlife as much as you seem to.”

Beetlejuice’s grin turned sly, and he leaned back against the wall, crossing his legs. “Well, well, looks like I’ve got myself a fan. So, what’s your deal, handsome? You looking to join the fun? Cause I could show you a real good time in the Neitherworld.”

Your gaze softened, and Beetlejuice felt that flutter again — this time stronger. There was something different about you, something that made him feel… less alone. You weren’t just another ghost passing through his world. You were someone who got him, who wasn’t repelled by his antics.

“I’m thinking I could stick around,” you said, a hint of a smile tugging at your lips. “See what kind of trouble we could get into together.”

Beetlejuice’s heart, though long since dead, gave a metaphorical leap. He shot up from the couch, his grin turning downright devilish. “You, me, causing chaos? Now that’s a match made in the Neitherworld! You’re gonna love it here, babe. Stick with me, and we’ll haunt this place in ways they’ve never seen before.”

Without a second thought, you reached out, your hand brushing against his. Beetlejuice’s smirk faltered for just a moment as he felt a jolt of something he hadn’t felt in… well, ever. But being Beetlejuice, he quickly masked it with his usual bravado.

“Come on, handsome. Let’s paint this place dead… in style.”

As you both vanished into the shadows of the Neitherworld, ready to unleash a storm of fun and chaos, Beetlejuice couldn’t help but glance at you from the corner of his eye. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, he wasn’t just looking for a quick laugh or a scare.

He was looking forward to seeing where this haunting partnership would lead.

[prettyboypistol]

Beetlejuice x Reader Masterlist

First Confession! (GN!Reader)

Relationship Headcanons

Matching His Freak (GN!Reader) NSFW

Pervy Old Man NSFW

PART 1- First Meet (M!Reader)

PART 2- Unleashing the Juice (M!Reader)

PART 3- Smoke and Joke (M!Reader)

[shy-blue-blossom]

Torturous Meetings

Male Wednesday

Beetlejuice x Addams family crossover

It was a gloomy day. Rain was trickling down as Wednesday sat in a cafe, waiting for anything interesting to happen. Someone sat opposite him, reading and drinking their drink as he had his black coffee. While observing the outside, he noticed that the rain was slowing down. A book was placed on the table pulling his attention from the outside and to the individual opposite him.

"I think we should go soon, " They said as they looked out the window. "It is going to get sunny and I did not bring my parasol."

"I agree," Wednesday answered as he stood, pulled his coat on, and then helped them with theirs. Offered his arm after picking up their book and leading them to the door.

The door opened before they reached it and in walked a lady with a black dress with tentacles on the hem, pale skin, and long black hair on the arm of a black-haired, snub-nosed, crooked teeth man. Wednesday stopped his companion from walking any further and when he looked at them they were watching a pale, green-haired male in a black and white striped suit. Looking at each other they signed as they were spotted by the people.

"Wednesday!" The couple exclaimed.

"Y/n! Darling!" Green-haired said.

Everyone looked to one another as Wednesday and Y/n tried, and failed, to sneak away from them. They were stopped and dragged to a table.

"Wednesday, who is this?" The woman asked. "I'm Morticia Addams and this is my husband, Gomez." She introduced them as she watched her son.

"Yes, who is this y/n," Striped Suit added as he looked at his daughter. "Beetle."

"I am going to say this for both of us," Wednesday said as he held onto y/n's hand and guided her up and out of her seat. "We are leaving and do not want to be part of this gathering, if you want to talk among yourselves, we are not stopping you. Goodbye." They made a quick exit out of the cafe and down the street. The parents looked at one another.

"How long do you think we have before they become acquaintances," Y/n asked Wednesday looking at him.

"Not long enough, I'm afraid," He said as he carried on guiding her away from them. "We should run away while we can." She knew he was serious but could only laugh.

"My father would find us,"

"We could seal him?"

"I don't think that would work. Nothing has stopped him so far."

They looked at one another, not paying attention to their parents - knowing they were following them - and continued with their day.

The end.

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[ultimateissuessimp]

INFORMATION

Requests are currently closed! There's quite a lot on my shoulders at the moment, mostly private matters, that's why I have to close them! I'm currently working on the requests that I've already got and I promise to get done with them soon with all the same love and attention my other work has got from me!

I'm not sure when I'll open the requests back up, hopefully it will be in a week or so, sadly I can't see the future, so I'm not sure :( Sorry that I have to leave you like that for some time, but I can promise you some new ideas that I have in my notes!

Love ya, crazy people! 🫶

[multi-fandom-enjoyer]

Astrid walks up into the attic to find Y/n slumped in a chair with a book in hand. She sits next to them.

Astrid: So how do you feel now that you're alive again?

Y/n: Good, I think. I just need to finish reading this. It's supposed to make the transition easier.

They groan as they hold up the Handbook For The Recently Reserected.

Y/n: And I thought the Recently Deceased edition was a difficult read.

Astrid: At least my mother found a loophole, so you're alive and I get to keep my soul. And we don't have to get married... Yet.

Y/n: What?

Astrid: What?

[fandomnerd9602]

Astrid: yes mom. (Y/N) and I landed in Jamaica. We’re fine. I’ll talk to you in a few days. Love you too.

Astrid hangs up as Y/N-Juice, the resurrected son of Beetlejuice, runs up excitedly….

Y/N: baby! They have these amazing drinks called mock tails!

Astrid: you are so impressed by everything

Y/N: I am alive now. This is all new for me. Glad I get to have these experiences with you

Astrid kisses them softly…

Astrid: glad I get to experience them with you too.

For @multi-fandom-enjoyer

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