#spectergeuse

[erobret]

@spectergeuse

SKELETAL FILANGES DANCED ACROSS THE KEYS as she hummed a sweet melody to herself . she had long accepted her death but decided against working towards the soul train . she was content --- dare say even happy --- in the afterlife . yes , it was sad to come to terms with all who she knew being long gone but she had eventually seen them come and pass through .

a form out of the corner of her eye caught her attention and hands ceased their movement and went to fold in her lap as she looked up . she instantly recognized the suit and hair . ❝ oh ! mister juice ! it's so good to see you . ❞

[hauntifice]

Hannah's body-language is telling of how spooked she is about @spectergeuse 's presence. For some reason, she thought she was alone and would be alone for a while and yet... Who was this person?

"Forgive me, I do not seem to recognize you. Were you, perhaps, looking for me or someone else entirely?"

[maidencfdeath]

BFU MEME // accepting

@spectergeuse: ‘ hello? you can’t be doing occult stuff like this. it’s a weeknight. ’

“It’s not occult, it’s…” Cassie trailed off as she struggled to find another word. She shook her head, frustrated, tired, and not in the mood to put up with snarky ghosts. “I’m working! Death doesn’t stop just because it’s a weeknight. You know that!”

[hellfollowed]

nine people i'd like to get to know better

last song i listened to: all girls are the same - juice wrld

currently watching: one of my fans robbed a convenience store ft. noel - papa meat

spicy/savory/sweet: all of 'em, gimme all of 'em

relationship status: im in love with violence sometimes

current obsession(s): visual novel type games, uh wordle here lately and just fucking staring at the ceiling

tagged by: the spontaneous, the amazing @dxsole (i thanks ya)

tagging: @beefsolo, @escapedartgeek, @welcometothevale, @thewolfruns, @pacificgrims, @spectergeuse , @caracarnn aaaaaaaand whoever else wants to do it! tell 'em i sent ya like always!

[untilthcyrot]

❝ I don't know, ❞ the noirette thought to herself with a click of her tongue against the roof of her mouth. He stood only a few inches high but she didn't even find that trusting enough, let alone a whole six feet tall, give or take a few inches. ❝ I think you better stay put for the time being. I don't want Halloween ruined because you're feeling spiteful. ❞

♡ ───── @spectergeuse for lydia !

[fxntasmagoria]

“did you miss me?” ( from the ' did you 'prompts, for lydia and bj!! i am gently kickin my feet for them )

Lydia gave him a deadpan stare at first. She couldnt just give him the immediate truth. She had missed him if she was being honest. She had grown to enjoy his antics and the two had quite the friendship. She crossed her arms over her chest and let out a sigh. "Well I was getting pretty bored." She said before finally smiling and reaching out to give him a quick hug. "And you still smell as bad as ever." She hugged him regardless for a moment and then pulled away cause affection couldnt last too long.

[peachwrites]

“Never knew you were so sneaky.” ( from the Cake Eater prompts, for barbara if you're feelin the muse for her!! )

"I can be sneaky when I wanna be." Pursing her lips, Barbara crossed her arms over her chest. Granted, she rarely wanted to be sneaky, not when most people she encountered couldn't even see her. But sometimes it was nice to do something risky, even if it was only risky for her. "That just means I'm good at being sneaky then, right? If you never knew I was sneaky? Maybe you're not so all-knowing after all, huh?"

[eurosleaz]

there's a certain taste in the back of her throat-- bile? something else? it's hard to tell. a thin stream of drool sticks to the corner of sadie's mouth as she blinks away sleep. she feels a presence in her own living room, unfocused eyes fixating on @spectergeuse.

" -- why the fuck are you in my house. " it's finite, dry. " you're not here to take my immortal soul, right? because i already gave that away as a kid. "

[vyrulent]

there's a roll of her eyes at his goading. she knew he was trying to pull her into this battle of wits. she'd almost fallen into it. head shakes in the negative, yet an amused smile pains across her lips. he can be exhausting at times -- though, not necessarily a bad thing. he does keep her on her toes, especially when life grows bland.

"tell me, were you always this boastful before you died or did you pick that up to through the millennia," lydia asks, leaving the door open for him to further give her little crumbs about his life, about his past. this can be dangerous -- if she knows more about him, she may find herself more bonded to him than she already is.

"color me curious."

she is in front of him, pressing in on his personal space, intermingling hers, touch against jacket and chest featherlight. it's a show of defiance, an attempt to feel powerful in the situation - maybe. taking back the narrative. he can appreciate it, for what it is. his comment breaks the tension, just as he'd hoped. a roll of her dark, defiant eyes, unimpressed, but he knows there's a certain endeared sort of feeling there. it hangs in her tone, every word dripping with a familiar sort of disinterest, one that doesn't quite mask the challenge in the question.

it's easy to ignore the mild jab - being a demon is one of the kinder things he's been called, but that tone takes it somewhere else - when she's left such an opening. whether she did it on purpose or not, how could he not ? there's that half-grin, tilting one end of his features up. it almost looks like a threat. ❝ what can i say ? i'm consistent. ❞ if that's what it can be called. ❝ haven't been around for a millennia without pickin' up a few things. ❞ there's a nasty look in his eye as he looks down at her, maniacal, bloodthirsty. just wanting, for something he is forever cursed to never be able to fully articulate. and then, the surprising happens - he steps away. hands slip into front pockets, too casual, too ready to let it go. ❝ don't know if you'd be able to handle all that, though. ❞ he wouldn't hurt her, never, at least intentionally. but he is goading, really trying to get her to do what he wants.

[scvereignreignedarch]

CHARACTER SHEET : Lydia Deetz

LEGAL NAME: lydia deetz

NICKNAME[S]:  babe and honey (by beetlejuice), lyds

DATE OF BIRTH:  october 10th 1972

SEX:  female

PLACE OF BIRTH:  manhattan, new york

CURRENTLY LIVING: winter river, connecticut

SPOKEN LANGUAGES: english

EDUCATION: miss shannon's school for girls in winter river

HAIR COLOR:  black

EYE COLOR:  brown

HEIGHT:   4,3 (at 14) 5,4 (at 50)

:FAMILY INFORMATION:

SIBLING[S]: only child

PARENT[S]: emily deetz. delia deetz (stepmother) and charles deetz

CHILDREN:  astrid deetz

PET[S]: none

:RELATIONSHIP INFORMATION:

SEXUAL ORIENTATION:  heterosexual

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: almost married twice to beetlejuice.

tagged by: stolen from dash

tagging: @storywrought @monmuses @chaosfindsaway @multixfated @vyrulent @wildhecrt @spectergeuse @sirensought @realmyths

[survivall]

Tag Nine People You'd Like to Get to Know Better! 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑(𝐒): purple, pink, blue, black; pretty much everything in moderation

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑(𝐒): strawberry and cherry!

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂: the donnas, alanis morisette, fall out boy, rina sawayama, queen, green day, motley crue, the midnight

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄(𝐒): back to the future, scott pilgrim vs. the world, kristy, scream, knives out

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: I don't watch a lot of tv lmao but twin peaks and one tree hill are up there for me

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆: judas - lady gaga

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: the 100

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄: genuinely cannot remember

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆: can't say it without doxxing myself but I read a lot of local/regional news (I work in journalism, fun fact)

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆: twitch stream I mod for (at this very second!); as for a legitimate show, I want to start a proper buffy re-watch soon

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍: applying for new jobs, working on a beginner guide to survivor in dbd, trying not to start a 16th bg3 playthrough

Tagged by: @joshosis

Tagging: @yllowpages, @cstarling, @bohemiens, @performher, @johnnysslaughter, @mctives, @profsong, @rotdame, @spectergeuse, and you!

[hauntifice]

HOW DO YOU NEED TO BE TOUCHED?

fervently.

you crave a hug that cracks your ribs... the feeling of your wandering soul being crushed back into the bones that can't seem to hold it. you need a hand gripping yours so tightly you almost fear it may leave a bruise, a reminder that you are here. and that you are not alone.

tagged by: @renatvvs (thank you so much!!)

tagging: @dollhidden @thesongbiird @defloweir @spectergeuse @w3atherwitch

[maidencfdeath]

MORNING AFTER STARTERS // accepting

@spectergeuse: “ you talk in your sleep, ya know. ”

Cassie propped herself up on her elbow, uncaring how the movement caused the thin blanket to fall from her shoulders. She looked at the specter with brows raised, sure he was simply messing with her. “No, I don’t.” Honestly, she didn’t know if she did or not. It had been a while since anyone was in a position to tell her. Her expression crinkled into something close to embarrassment. “What did I say?”

[hellfollowed]

ONCE YOU'VE STRIPPED CLEAN, WHAT'S AT YOUR CORE?

mecca & mick // behind the mask

you aren’t slick about whatever you think you’re hiding. glass shatters in your midst, blood spills, children scream. like some of your friends, your personality of choice is entirely artificial. the difference between you and them is that you can get away with it. you’re unknown, perhaps even to yourself, and your goals are complex and unknown. anyone stupid enough to fall for you is setting themselves up to be frustrated and confused, owing to your being ultimately unknowable. i hope you can find an identity that makes you comfortable.

tagged by: nobody! I stole it from @agoldenlily!

tagging: @caracarnn, @icarian-carrion, @escapedartgeek, @welcometothevale, @irrwicht, @spectergeuse, @spicyundead, @beefsolo and anybody who wants to do it! just tell 'em i sent ya ;)

[untilthcyrot]

HOW DO YOU NEED TO BE TOUCHED? , for nadja

gently. you need to be held as though you're going to break. you need someone to trace your scars like cracks in a wall, crumbling. their touch is almost painful; you've been without it for too long, without someone to hold you. but, you cannot bring yourself to pull away.

tagged by: @rayofsunshinc

tagging: @freakarus @9odsent @spectergeuse @citizenstarlight @hostyle17 @safetypinned

[fxntasmagoria]

❝ don't tell me to quit being melodramatic - it's the only time i have any fun. ❞ ( from the various sentence prompts - for bj and violet!! because i missed them!!! )

"Well thats lie. You have fun with me all the time." Violet said, lighting the end of the cigarette in her hands. She glanced up toward the window behind her where her dad was having a session with some client. "He can help everyone else but his own family." She shook her head, annoyed with the whole situation. "Come on. I dont feel like listening to him." She hopped up and headed inside to go smoke in the basement. She flopped down against the wall, picking up a rubber ball off the floor and rolled it into the dark of the basement. " Hey, why did i hear you and Tate talking last night?" Violet questioned. She had been ignoring Tate for weeks now even though it hurt but she couldnt do it anymore.