GVRPH FREE RESOURCES THE SUN WILL RISE UP !

♡♡♡   GVRPH FREE RESOURCES   ———   THE SUN WILL RISE UP   !

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  some  one  word  prompts .    (    send   one   of   the   words   for   our   muses   to   interact   based   off   that   word   )

goodbye :  my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger.

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

gone :   my  muse  stays  by  your  muses  side  while  they  take  their  last  breath.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

sacrifice :   my  muse  jumps  in  front  of  your  muse,  sacrificing  their  life  for  your  muses  life.

trail :   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scares,  asking  them  about  it.

love :   my  muse  confronts  your  muse  about  why  they  never  say  ’ i  love  you ’  back.

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride.

jump :   my  muse  runs  to  your  muse  and  jumps  up,  my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs.

dance :   my  muse  holds  their  hand  out,  waiting  for  your  muse  to  come  out  and  slow  dance  with  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify. 

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun :  my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down. 

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude :  my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

karaoke :  my  muse  pulls  your  muse  up  on  stage  with  them  to  sing  some  karaoke  songs. 

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

wet :   my  muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for  your  muse  to  join  them.

cell phone headcanons

send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including:                              - what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone                              - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone                              - what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone                              - my muse’s last text to your muse

Beetlejuice’s head turn thing <3

God help him. The rockstar literally CANNOT believe that this man is literally him from the future- And he’s literally BAFFLED at the sight before him. 

“Oh my GOD, Beetle! What the actual FUCK is this? You’re seriously playing knight saves the princess without me? THE AUDACITY-”

He scoffed slightly before he plopped down beside him with a sigh, pulling out a plastic princess crown from behind one of the couch cushions with a small snort, sighing dramatically. 

“IF ONLY THE HANDSOME KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR WOULD COME TO SAVE ME!”

“Bow before the queen!” 

Is he just sat on a chair smirking, on top his head is a cardboard crown like the ones you can get from Burger King, only this one is covered in green glitter that has gotten everywhere especially the demon’s hair and hands. 

He’s being a total drama nerd right now, but it might also be because he’s bored. 

{ open starter with Queen Beetlejuice! }

❝ you were never even wrong in the first place, right? ❞ with hooman ! beej pls 🥺🥺

Lydia had been sitting on a bench in a park. It was a rare sight, but she was trying to grow. Something Delia has been asking her to do since their first meeting. As her eyes scanned over the human next to her, she shook her head. So many thoughts were crowding her mind, yet she wasn’t sure what they were about. Her fingers played with a single strand of her long, blonde, hair as she closed her eyes. Her Mother’s birthday was coming up, but that was the last thing on her mind. School had started, friends started to leave her, and bullied kept picking on her. As she opened her eyes, the girl looked down to the sketch book on her lap. The smooth paper was covered with small bits of rubber and lines of graphite. Her dark brown eyes gazed over it and she shuddered. God, she couldn’t even do anything. Why was she still here? 

-; this sucks- but i’m brain dead so this is a little something to lead up to the point cause idfk-