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betelgeusesgrave · 10 days ago
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From "It's a Wonderful Afterlife", season 4 episode 28. Without Betelgeuse Lydia would have never learned to make friends or connect with others. Because no one in Peaceful Pines would have understood how strange and usual she is. It's imperative for this to be understood--to Lydia, who was alone and misunderstood by everyone around her, Betelgeuse brings joy. He's just as weird, gross, and strange as she is. He shows her things that she likes, takes her to places she could only have thought existed in her imagination. The residents of the Neither World are her friends, the first ones she has besides Beej that help her learn to express herself and talk to the regular-degular breathers that exist around her. This isn't to put Beej on a pedestal. He's not the centre focus here. What is the centre focus here are Lydia's emotions, and how her life could be so vastly different from what it is if she hadn't ever met him. He's not a villain, so much as he's an antagonist in the first film. The Maitlands' are your main characters. They summon him to do a job that he does. Otho is the real villain in the first film along with the Deetz' matrimony and their guests. He's the antihero in the second film because Lydia summons him for help. His quid-pro-quo wouldn't matter in the end, because Lydia needs his assistance to get her daughter back and he also does that and takes care of the little shit that tried to switch places with Astrid. She trusts him, even if you think she doesn't. She moves towards him in the chapel when Rory's plans are revealed. In the animated series, he helps Lydia be more out there with her weirdness, and t helps her. He's her guide if you want to call him that. But in the end, Lydia Deetz was always supposed to meet and talk to Betelgeuse. That's it. That's the end of my ramble.
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betelgeusesgrave · 1 month ago
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I see your vision, and I like it.
i feel like i'm going Italian
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demigods-posts · 5 months ago
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think it'd be really cool if percy could teleport using water. just needing to be in direct contact with a water source to transfer from one puddle to the next. cornering monsters in damp alleyways like it's no one's business. foregoing the subway when the forecast calls for showers. crossing the ocean quicker that you can say pacific. quality content.
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be-fae-do-crime · 4 months ago
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daz4i · 4 months ago
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hsr as @screenshotsofdespair ✨ hope everyone's having a good and enriching day 🫡
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betelgeusesgrave · 24 days ago
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"Well I heard they scammed the Afterlife Ghoul Squad to not arrest Betelgeuse, and that's why he's out here menacing us again. They're married."
Headcanon. Everyone in the afterlife gossips about Beetlejuice's crush on Lydia. Everyone. Who is this woman this notorious sleazeball is so faithful to? She must be something special. Also, everyone gets the story all wrong.
"I heard her dead parents arranged for her to marry him to get the new owners out of their house."
"No, that's not it. Her parents were alive! She agreed to marry him to get the ghosts out of her house!"
"I heard he rescued her from drowning and that's how they met."
"Really? I heard they met at Edgar Allen Poe's grave."
"I heard their wedding was officiated by a sandworm."
"That's crazy. Sandworms can't get ordained--!"
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baconplasm · 3 months ago
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ermmmm got into a new thing lately (by lately I mean 2 months ago)
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ren-054 · 7 months ago
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Tiny AIW Excerpt…
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(This doesn’t guarantee a bigger story in the future, have mercy on me pls /lh)
.  . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆ .  . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆
(prologue thing?)
They took away everything I had left to hold onto. Everything but them, at least. It almost felt freeing, a relief, in a strange way.
The scent of flowers was thick and sweet to my senses. My thoughts slowly blur together as I drowned in the heavy aroma.
No longer did I have to uphold myself as a person. In this land, responsibility was merely a word. A silly word, at that. I was being offered the chance to be freed from the pressure of my former life on a silver platter by the people who have unfailingly proved their devotion to me again and again. Who would I be to deny them?
Gentle hands of cool metal joints and warm motors take my own of flesh. There is an unspoken promise in our grasps.
Out there, there wasn’t anything waiting for me. Really, I had submitted to my fate long before I came here. Before I met them.
I would miss the surface.. My friends.. My brother..
If I just stayed right where I was, surely I’d be happy. He said so. They both did. And I believe them, as much as they believe in me that I’ll stay. I have nowhere to run, therefore I’d never think to walk.
Here, I’ll be safe. Here, I’ll be happy.
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(Main excerpt)
“Sugarcube!~ It’s time for tea!”
I shift as a voice rouses me awake and I groan in protest. I felt so warm… I didn’t want to get up… Get up…
Get up from where?
Eyes snapping open, I sit up, finding myself on a grass and wool-stuffed mattress. A warm blanket made of soft fibers had been wrapped around my body, shrugged off when I began to scan my surroundings.
The room was dimly lit and the air was crisp, making me imagine the walls were made of stone or perhaps bricks. Unfortunately my vision wasn’t the best without my glasses. Candles were lit about the room. There were no windows, but there was a lone door on the far wall. Was I underground?
“There’s my little sunshine!” The same voice from before warbled, followed by the clinking of porcelain. “Come! Come! Before your tea gets cold!”
With bleary vision, I turn toward the voice. At a small wooden table set in the middle of the room sat a familiarly flamboyant red-clad figure with their knees up to their chest as they tried to sit in one of the child-sized chairs. I began shuffling off the bed, brushing myself off.
“M-Mister Hatter?” I mumbled as I walked over. “Wher—“
The Hatter tutted at me before I could finish, placing a delicate finger up to my lips. “Dearest little dewdrop, I told you, you can just call me Sun!”
“Uh, Sun?” I eyed the liquid the bot was pouring into the cups. Yellow flower petals and flecks of green herbs floated prettily along the surface of the unknown brew.
“Hmmm?” Hatter hummed, the swirls in his eyes seeming to glow with warmth at the sound of his name.
“Where am I? I didn’t fall down another hole again, did I?” I rubbed at my eyes. “And have you seen my glasses anywhere?”
“Oh! Those are right here!” Dodging my first question, the Hatter pointed at the other side of the table which sat the other teacup along with the distinct sheen of my lenses against the candlelight. “Come on! Have a sit with this lonely hatter!”
“Ah, right.” I nodded before taking my seat across from the bot, putting my glasses back on once I sat. Ah, vision at last.
The first thing I realized was the room was dingy, dustier than I expected. Before I could really notice any other finer details, Sun piped up once again.
“Very good, my dear,” he praised with a light laugh that made me nearly blush. “Now then, where you are. That’s a simple one!”
I leaned in with anticipation. With a relaxed—almost smug—gaze, the Hatter answered.
“I brought you home.”
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cosmoweirdkid · 1 month ago
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betelgeusesgrave · 1 month ago
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That's his wifey and he supports her 🥺🥺🥺
Beetlejuice starting a bio-exorcist business wasn’t just about proving he’s a solid, dependable ghost that will take care of Lydia and her emo teenager. It was also an excellent way to get her attention and further support her career. In taking on customers, Beetlejuice creates prime chaos fit for television, and it’s perfect for Lydia’s show. Plus, he can keep her safe. Think about how the segment at the start of the movie shows a ghost wreaking havoc, putting a dog on a fan, and laughing maniacally. But we never SEE the ghost, and despite the chaos, Lydia comes out unscathed.
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hippolotamus · 6 months ago
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Madney text posts 1/?
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craneboys · 29 days ago
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he's like if a cartoon character was made into a real person that isn't actually real but is real to me dammit
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betelgeusesgrave · 22 days ago
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Please let it be a bait and switch where Beej literally switched his leg out for Lydia's and she's got his leg on hers. Please, this kind of humour is so good. I need it.
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.
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also this, but with BJ
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fandomfuntimem · 27 days ago
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I WAS TAKING SCREENSHOTS AS I WATCHED SP I CAN NOTE OF CPOL STUFF. BUT THIS HAPPENED AND I NEEDED TO SAY IT BEFORE I FORGOT-
Ok, so. Context: starscream set a planet exploding bomb and Megatron doesn't wanna die.
Here they are realising the bomb will go off. Y'know on the floor together.
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Megatron gets a plan and goes to grab it.
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He runs outside with it, hands it to Optimus saying "hold this while a transform"
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And for those of you who don't know, g1 Megatron didn't have a tank form. He was a gun.
So he ends up in Optimus' arms and says, "load me"
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scarlibis · 11 months ago
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betelgeusesgrave · 1 month ago
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This woman scammed him twice and he's still on his knees for her. That's his queen, she can step on him and he'd thank her.
I Like How Lydia Double Crosses Beetlejuice Again And Again Despite Him Always Keeping His End Of The Deal, And His Only Retaliation is "Husband and Wife Do Not Go to Bed Angry." Lol
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