#bj x lydia

[dancewithaghostmost]

[beetlejuicexlydia]

EVERYONE GO AND READ THESE ALL RIGHT NOW

My Beetlejuice fics.

For those who asked, on and off of tumblr.

They're a mixture of the Beetlejuice cartoon and the movie. One is strictly the movie. Most are explicit. Check the tags.

All are for Beetlebabes, so if you don't Ship Beej and Lyds these aren't for you.

They go in three arcs (but of course you can read them in any order):

Fics about Beej & Lyds meeting and getting to know each other.

Falling In Loathe: How Beetlejuice and Lydia Met. I confess this is my favorite. Here's an illustration I did for the opening scene in Chapter 1.

The First Of Many.

The King of Sin.

2. Fics about how they became lovers.

Coming of Age. And Coming of Age: The Alternate, Explicit Ending. And some art I did for it.

Homework. This is an alternate version of "Coming of Age," so some of the elements from that are re-imagined here.

Jingle Juice (or) Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood. This is a Christmas-themed comic I wrote and drew, based on a disco song. Seriously.

3. Mostly humor, about Beej & Lyds as a couple.

A Beetlejuice & Lydia Valentine. My second favorite fic.

School Visit.

House Call.

Flashback. Some fantastic art done by an anonymous reader (thanks again, whoever you are).

Blind Date.

Nature Lovers.

Guy Talk.

And one Movieverse fic:

Beetlejuice Is NOT the Bad Guy.

Enjoy.

[tondw0o]

Telephone 📞

[beetlebabber]

Beetlejuice Beetlejuice (2024): Phone Popups Clip

So I uuhhh seen a post about this scene (will reblog) that looked like it could use some HD footage for, uhm, RESEARCH.

HERE'S THE GIFs OF IT AS WELL:

AND A COUPLE SCREENIES TOO WHY NOT:

乁( ◔ ౪◔)ㄏ Happy Beetlebabbing <3

[berrysanxiety]

[mangio-formaggio]

since weddings are such an important part of Beetlejuice lore I think third and final movie should be all about a wedding day. Lydia is late to an actual Astrid's wedding and on top of this she gets in a car crash and dies. so her only option to make in time for the ceremony dead or alive is BJ. basically the whole movie is a road movie with constant bikering a-la screwball comedies. meanwhile Astrid is trying to hide supernatural messages from her groom's normies family.

also this, but with BJ

[herefortheships]

I hope we get a third Beetlejuice move and Lydia is the one trying to contact Betelgeuse this time around. That can even justify the movie being called "Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice", because you have to say the name three times to summon him!

Why does she need or want to contact him? It can be for whatever reason, really, but my favorite is this: Betelgeuse has pretty much disappeared from Lydia's life and she isn't seeing him "haunting" her anymore, and she realizes or can sense that he is in danger, and Lydia knows she is the only one who will care or even want to save him.

Then she can start wondering why she is even doing this, why does she care? And she realizes he's sort of been watching her and protecting her from afar all this time and maybe she even has started missing his shenanigans. She realizes that even when she thought he was scary, he was actually looking out for her all along because he really loved her. And they share that psychic connection too, which she will probably use to find him if she can't summon him in the third movie for whatever reason.

Look, the ending left the door open for many possibilities for a final installment and I just hope they decide to do it and give Betelgeuse and Lydia their happy ending! Third time's the charm and they can marry for real. My only concern is that they may not be able to top the beautifully romantic wedding scene from the second movie. Who knows? That was so a Tim Burton aesthetic. We'll see. But that wedding needs to happen!

I honestly think Lydia's failed romantic relationships have to do with the fact that her true soulmate is in the "Neitherworld". Soulmates born too far apart from each other. Betelgeuse will wait for Lydia forever, and after the second movie I'm sure she will start to see him a different way. Maybe not romantic yet, but something must have changed, having seen a different side of him. Yes, he will always be creepy and gross, that's just who he is (come on, he is a ghostly entity or a demon of sorts, a "thing of nightmares"), but he does love her and will do anything for her. And by the end of the movie, she will know they belong together! As weird at that might be. haha

[old-wild-child]

I KNEW THIS LOOKED FAMILIAR

Whoever choreographed the MacArthur Park scene, explain yourself

[xxx-theartofsuicide-xxx]

Jesus, Lyds, can't you see I'm trying to concentrate?

Credit: @jadeluz-official

[truefandemonium]

All the Time in the Netherworld

BJ xLydia — angst, fluff, short oneshot prompt

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Steam rose in ribbons from the mug of coffee between Lydia’s chilled hands like smoke from the rubble of a burned building.

Condensing on the window in front of her as rain fell beyond the glass, she convinced herself it was the steam that made her cheeks streaky and stained with makeup. A sigh fell from her lips, coming out far shakier than she meant it to, surely summoning (poor choice of words, she scolded herself) the ever-present Betelgeuse to her side.

Since the failed marriage to Rory, Lydia hadn’t exactly minded Betelgeuse’s presence in her life. In fact, he’d become almost part of the family.

As she dealt with the deaths of her father and Delia, BJ would keep Astrid from sinking too far into isolation. He would accompany her to school dances, bend metaphysical rules to help her get by— even tutor her. Not that Astrid needed much help in school. And yet she’d pretend for his sake.

She hadn’t called him dad, but some nights when the three of them curled up on the couch to watch movies, Lydia would catch her daughter leaning into him, jumping at the opportunity to have his protective arm wrapped around her shoulder and her head on his chest.

It was sweet. But Lydia was still broken.

Rory had hurt her worse than anyone had in a long, long time. Lydia, not for the first time in her life, felt unlovable.

She didn’t know how to fix it, and she certainly didn’t have anyone to talk to. Betelgeuse’s piercing eyes bored into the side of her face as she refused to look at him, her gaze pinned to the spattering rain outside.

“Hey toots,” the demon gruffed, a smirk crawling onto his stubbly face. When Lydia didn’t respond, he prompted, “What’s th’ matter, babes?”

Lydia blinked at the window, feeling more tears spring into her vision. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Betelgeuse waving one hand in her direction, flesh morphed into an awkwardly adorable kitten’s paw. “Cat got yer tongue?” he snorted loudly.

Normally Lydia would laugh. Not this time.

Betelgeuse’s smile fell away after a moment, his brow pulling into a deep furrow as he leaned forward in his own chair and blinked longingly in Lydia’s direction.

“Hey,” he said a little more sternly than his earlier jokes. “Lyds— y’know what ever’s th’ matter, I’m a great listener.” He holds out his arms idiotically, lips twisted in a charming, devilish smirk.

Lydia shook her head weakly, fearing that even if she tried to tell him everything that was on her mind, her voice would fail her before she could start.

Betelgeuse softened, the ghostly persona shifting for a few seconds to reveal the concerned man beneath. “Seriously.” His rough voice lowered, the rhythmic pounding rain almost drowning him out. “Talk to me, babes.”

Lydia heaved another deep sigh, finally looking over to see Betelgeuse dropping his chin onto his palm placidly, leaning in to listen.

Lydia swallowed hard and muttered dismissively, “It’s a long story.”

Betelgeuse smiled sweetly. Not a smirk, or a self important grin. A loving, adoring smile, his eyes practically filled with stars as he stared at Lydia’s teary face.

And he told her gently, “I have time.”

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Based on this post: https://www.tumblr.com/iz1331/761567538205360128/this-is-the-last-for-this-week-fanfic-or-fanart

[edens-magic-drawings]

what ships are you willing to draw?

Hello!

Any ships, really.

My main fandoms are Wicked, RTC, Heathers, Six, MLP, and Beetlejuice. I'm a multishipper so any ship from those fandoms is fine :)

[dancewithaghostmost]

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[herefortheships]

YESSSS badass Lydia 🙌🏻✨✨

Thinking about the wedding scene from BJBJ once again.

GOD I WISH there was some interaction between Delores and Lydia. I mean, when she got to BJ’s office and smashed Lydia’s photo I got so hyped for the possibility of a cheesy ao3-coded jealousy scene. And all we’ve got was “he’s mine pushes Lydia away” or whatever that was.

I’ve already seen everybody and their mother talk about the wasted potential that Delores is, but the 12yo girl inside me really longs for some fight between her and Lydia. I WISH Lyds could do something for BJ as well, because now he’s the only one doing shit for her. Girl go save your man.

Giggling kicking my feet if I’m gonna imagine how it should’ve gone… I want Lydia to step up and say something like “Erm, excuse me, we’re having a wedding and HE CHOSE ME”. Even if she doesn’t really want BJ to herself, the possibility of giving him to Delores is worse.

And then Astrid can do her sandworm thing. Idk whatever.

[prettyboypistol]

OMG the Beetlejuice fic well has been DRY lately so I would really love a Beetlejuice x gn reader where Reader and BJ play hide and seek in the town model and then somehow... I'm not sure how but I bet you would be creative enough to figure it out for me... Reader confesses and then they kiss or something teehee 🫶 ty feel free to ignore if you want

Found You~ || Beetlejuice x GN!Reader

You weren't scared of Beetlejuice when you first summoned him in your death. Honestly, you were just lost, looking for a friend, and called out his name when you found his ad. He was... not what you imagined, to be honest. He was sleazy, crusty, and gross in every sense of the word. But that didn't stop your feelings from developing.

You two were great friends in the netherworld, with Beetlejuice dragging you along on misadventures as his "apprentice in bio-exorcism" which was just an excuse to drag you out to the land of the living once every blue moon or so.

You two had found a lovely little home in the Maitland's town model behind their backs. Adam went full-on with open doors in the buildings and mini furniture- which made it great for hide-and-seek.

You two were being the overgrown children you both are, scaring each other by jumping out behind corners and yelling, but this time, you were lost in thought. You wanted to confess your feelings for the "ghost with the most". Would he even like you? He was clearly hung up on Lydia- for manipulation purposes or not, he clearly was obsessed with her. Who were you kidding, you didn't stand a chance.

"BOO!" A shriek jolted you out of your daze as you screamed in fright.

"Jesus Christ!" You yelled out as you caught your non-existent breath. "You- holy shit Beej, you scared the fuck outta me!"

"I was aiming for scaring the life outta you, but hey, that works I guess. Whatcha thinkin' about? Am I too boring for you?" Beetlejuice teased as he boxed you into a half-kabedon, clearly trying to pry. You rolled your eyes and shoved him off playfully.

"Nothing, just thinking about how much of a gross creep you are." You responded, just as playful.

"Ooooh, tryin' to hit on me, are you?" Beetlejuice winked as he intentionally popped his eyeballs out to look you up and down.

"God no." You laughed, lying.

Beetlejuice stopped for a moment, trying to figure you out. It made you uncomfortable as he suddenly became more slightly more serious.

"You gotta be kidding me, right?" Beetlejuice muttered.

"What?" You asked, confused and slightly unnerved.

"Hun, I'm a demon, I can smell when people are sinnin', and you just broke..." He leaned closer to you and inhaled slowly. "Number... nine? Nine is the lying one, right? Anyways, perks of being a demon-ghost-thing."

You froze.

"Uh- you good?"

You tried to speak, but nothing came out. You felt your face turn a bright red, despite not having a circulatory system.

"Fuck you." You mumbled. "I hate you and your stupid powers."

"Oh."

Beetlejuice took a second to realize what you said.

"Oh."

"Well uh- I- damn babe, you got me tongue tied! Haha! It's not like me to be caught off guard. Not to say you ain't smokin'- it's just uh- I never thought about you in that way before."

"Yeah, no, just forget I even said anythin-"

Beetlejuice cut you off by pushing you against the wall of the building and kissing you. It was rough, unpracticed, and utterly disgusting with far too much tongue for a first confession kiss, but it was wholly Beetlejuice, which made it perfect.

[beetlebabber]

Winona breaking character bc... well, Keaton.

How she otherwise managed to act appalled by him is beyond me.

*cough* not me make believing this is Lydia being genuinely amused by a nervous beteleuse

[iwriteiguessandiloveit]

Tie Troubles (TM)

(Musical) Beetlejuice x Reader

Tie Troubles (TM)

‘Beej? Almost ready?’ You pulled on your boots and adjusted your hair clip, waiting expectantly for your ghostly boyfriend to make an appearance beside you in the doorway. 

Silence.

Strange. Wasn't he just in the bedroom, fixing up his jacket? 

It was oddly quiet, no laughs or even screams, no breaking dishes. Today of all days, he knew it wasn't a day to mess around. You were going to your parent’s house to have dinner; It would be the first time Beetlejuice would meet them. You wanted everything to be perfect. 

It didn't take you long to find out where he was. A ray of light shone through the cracked door, and you heard the faint babble of BJ’s voice, the  pulling of fabric and the occasional aggravated whine. 

You checked the time on your phone, reading ‘7:57 pm’. Your leave time was 8. Whatever this was, hopefully it could be solved in three minutes. 

At the exact same time as you pushed open the door, there was a sickening ‘SWIICHKK’ and a thud-and the head of Lawrence Beetlejuice Shoggoth came rolling to a stop at your feet. 

You weren't even fazed. 

‘C’mon dude! We should have already left by now. Why in the world is your head on the floor?’ You leaned down and grasped the sides of his head-avoiding the grody place where his skull and neck had been severed-and pushed it back onto his shoulders with a ‘squelch’. The crack of bones echoed as he adjusted the reconnection of his brain and body. His hair was flush with red, something you didn't notice until just then. You scratched the back of your neck, a somewhat uneasy feeling of concern for him settling in your gut. ‘I was tyin’ my tie! I-um, might’ve made it a little too tight.’ He picks up the frayed matte-black tie and holds it up for you to see, bits of flesh stuck to it from slicing through his vertebrae. Your concern was overridden by your frustration, and you heaved a put-out sigh. ‘Mhm, if it chopped off your head then it was

definitely too tight.’ You started for the door, eager to get going. ‘Now hurry up and put it on, Beej, we’re gonna be late.’ 

He opened and closed his mouth without making a sound, as if deciding on whether to say what was on his mind. something was clearly bothering him. You asked, ‘What is it?’  With a gulp he blurted out, ‘I-I-I don’t know how!’ His hair was pink through-and-through, fidgeting with his hands nervously and avoiding your eyes.

‘Oh.’ You crossed back over to him, picked up the tie and looped it around his neck. ‘Is that all?�� 

‘It’s pathetic! It’s such a simple thing, I never learned, Juno did it for me once, whenever it came off I’d ask Lydia.’ He sighed. ‘I don't want your parents to think i'm incapable, I want everything to go perfect!' 

‘And it will.’ You finished up the knot, pulling it tight and fiddled with his collar. 

He started up again with his spiral-‘I just-’ your fingers curled around the recent piece of subject matter you just secured, and pulled him in for a kiss; Effectively shutting him up. A shudder you could feel ran through the demon’s body and enthusiastically returned it. The taste of moss and cigarettes were a taste you had grown quite attached to. The reluctant step away you took made him whine. ‘Babe…’ 

‘We gotta go, Beej. There's time for that when we get home. After I teach you to properly do up your tie.’ Still lovestruck, he nodded fervently. 

‘Works for me!’ 

You took his hand and pulled him out the door. 

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I loved writing this one-soft Beej has my heart.

(I wear ties nearly daily, so I got to use my knowledge 😄)

@saddled-on-stars, this one's for you!

-Rea ❤