#harpyjuice

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Hello! I was inspired by the always amazing @possum-quesadilla to write some details, background stuff, and other little notes for my harpy Beetlejuice fanfiction, Birds of a Feather. This is just chapter one for now.

Chapter 1- Feathered Finds

“It had what was either a scraggly beard or lichen on its face. Maybe both?”

Beej has plant life growing on his body! He could be his own little forest if he wanted to.

“My name is Shilo. I study cryptids and monsters. Ever since I found out that a harpy lived in the deepest part of these woods eight years ago, I dedicated my life to finding it! Yes, I moved to the woods and built my own house here, and yes, all my friends and family think I’m crazy, and yes, they tried to get me diagnosed with something, but it’s all been worth it! I knew you were real! Oh, what’s your name by the way?”

Fun fact: Shilo is autistic and has ADHD! She is also a big infodumper. She either talks to herself a bit, doesn’t talk for three days straight, or never stops talking. She’s just like me fr.

“And to answer your other questions, first, because when I get focused on a project, I get focused, and I’ve been interested in cryptids and monsters my whole life.”

Special interest moment !!

“Shilo wanted to fight back, wanted to argue that she didn’t wait this long searching for him just to not be able to publish her findings,”

By “publishing her findings”, Shilo was really planning on screaming about Beej on Reddit. I love this nerdy mad scientist loser girl <3333

“Before she could change her mind, Shilo wrapped her arms as far as she could around the harpy. He smelled of roadkill and pine sap. His soft chest feathers tickled her nose and she held her breath as his body stiffened.”

Is it a good idea to hug a large forest bird monster that you’ve just met? Probably not. Not that Shilo cares. 

“You, my feathered friend, are a whopping seven feet and two inches tall!”

He’s a tall boy!! Even larger than the average male harpy (based on my slightly modified version of the species at least)! I wonder if there’s a reason behind that…

“Yeah? What, is parrot Shilo comin’ back again? If she is, you should dress the part. You’d look good in a bit of color.” He gestured to her current attire, a long sleeved black undershirt, ratty lab coat that looked older than time itself, and some black pants, stained with grass and grime”

All of her clothes are either stained or dirty. This girl is Not Good at keeping up with laundry.

“I dunno about immortal, ‘cause my mom definitely wasn’t. I guess I just have a long life span? I never really questioned it.”

…

“Wow!” Shilo stretched the word out, speaking a few octaves higher than normal. “That’s… such an interesting answer!” Beetlejuice didn’t seem to see her discomfort.”

Shilo isn’t amazing at picking up social skills, but Beetlejuice is worse.

“It was populated with tables, corkboards, and journals. So. Many. Journals.”

She has around 50-ish journals. She’s written in about 34. She’s actually completed about 10.

“He kept roaming the lab, sniffing at books, tables, and walls. From upstairs, he could hear the quiet clattering of what he assumed were pots and pans. He crawled onto the mattress and inhaled deeply. It smelled like her. Sweat, earth, and something vaguely floral. He liked that. He nuzzled against her pillow a bit,”

Sensory input is incredibly important to him, especially scents and sounds! He’s got a very sensitive nose and ears.

“SALMON!!!” Beetlejuice leapt up from his spot on the floor and lunged for Shilo. In his rush, he bit down on both the salmon and the plate, narrowly avoiding Shilo’s finger.”

Poor guy was starving :(

“He tried to sit down the way Shilo did, but his wings got in the way. After a bit of struggling, he stood up, made a low growling sound in the back of his throat, then kicked the chair over in a rage, sending it flying.”

When you try to fit in with your new friend but you’ve got two heavy duty feather dusters permanently strapped to your back.

“He jerked his head up, face smeared red with raspberry carnage.”

I picture him looking like a baby eating cake for the first time. 

“A soft purring sound emitted from him as he dozed off again. Shilo made a mental note to write about that as she ran her fingers through his crest of hair, eventually joining him in slumberland.”

Despite being half bird, Beetlejuice purrs like a cat!! His feathers and hair are also very soft and fluffy! 

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Voice headcanons for HarpyJuice characters!

@possum-quesadilla @raineisinkless

Beetlejuice

• Beetlejuice - Stephen Ouimette (Beetlejuice the Animated Series)

• Beetlejuice - Michael Keaton (Beetlejuice 1988)

Shilo Brooks

• Diane Nguyen - Alison Brie (BoJack Horseman)

Juno

• Beatrice Horseman - Wendy Malick (BoJack Horseman)

• Lilith Clawthorne - Cissy Jones (The Owl House)

• Dorothy Zbornak - Bea Arthur (The Golden Girls)

• Juno - Sylvia Sydney (Beetlejuice 1988)

I had lots of different ideas for Juno’s voice lol. Part two will come out after Flock Together gets posted! No clue when that will be, unfortunately.

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Notes for chapter 7 of Flock Together

Chapter 7– We’re staying at the lotus inn / tomorrow we can press rewind / I never want this night to end

@katslitterbox @possum-quesadilla @raineisinkless @crawlingcarcass

Chapter title is from “Lotus Inn” by Why Don’t We.

“Oh! You’re a hugger— ok!” Rigel awkwardly wrapped his arms around Beetlejuice,”

He hasn’t been hugged in a LONG time.

"Sorry, Rigel. It's nothing personal, I just don't really like making deals with demons." Shilo gave him an awkward smile.”

Shilo’s smart.

“The ink was bright green and glowed in the low light of the forest.”

That’s his blood! It glows in the dark. He’s like a feather covered glowstick.

“Shilo tried to catch him, but only succeeded in grabbing a handful of his wings, making him hiss.”

His wings and back are sensitive.

“A glance at Lydia confirmed her nose was bleeding too, albeit much more heavily.”

She’s more affected by everything because she’s a human.

“Rigel tutted. "That won't do." He flicked his tail towards a clearing and a large blue tent appeared. "You three go in. Sleep, drink, eat, whatever you need."

He’s such a worried parent.

“A fish tank stood off to the side, holding catfish, pufferfish, and more.”

These fish are here for symbolic but also spoiler reasons.

“The table and food were decorated with lotus blossoms, sweet and fragrant.”

Reference to the lotus-eaters in Greek mythology. When they ate the flower, they no longer cared about leaving and going home. Rigel feeds the others lotuses because he doesn’t want them to leave. He’s a lonely guy. Thankfully for the others, these flowers aren’t powerful enough for them to never want to leave.

“Jazz music played quietly in the background.”

I listened to a lot of jazz while creating Rigel. The song that was playing was “The Maddest Kind of Love” by Big Bad Voodoo Daddy. It’s one of the songs I frequently listen to while writing Rigel.

“Something poked her ankle. Shilo leapt up and almost fell out of her hammock, ready to fight whatever had just touched her.”

Rigel poked her with his tail.

"Huh?" Beetlejuice glanced up at Rigel with a small trill. "Oh, uh, yeah. They are."

More CatJuice

“Rigel laughed and ruffled Beetlejuice's hair. "Flattery will get you everywhere, son. And so will begging! Lots of it.”

Life lessons with Rigel.

"Yikes," Beetlejuice said. "You must've been really desperate to get laid then." he grimaced immediately afterwards. ''M sorry. Dunno why I said that."

Unlike canon Beetlejuice, HarpyJuice is capable of feeling shame lmao. He’s not wrong though.

“Juno was like that sometimes, just saying whatever was on her mind. You remind me of her a bit."

Beetlejuice's stomach dropped and his eyes and the back of his throat burned.“

He does Not like being compared to his mother.

"Yes, Adam and Barbara Maitland. They left their cabin once… I sensed them and ran up to talk, but when they saw me, they just ran away. I haven't had to deal with them since."

Here’s Rigel’s side of the story!

“Rigel situated himself under the hammocks, close enough to feel the body heat radiating out from his new humans. He smiled and rested his face on his hands. He could get used to this.”

He just wants friends :(