Invisible When Youre Me - Tumblr Posts
yes dewey finn is autistic+adhd, no i do not take criticism
he does raptor hands, stomps, thrashes/twitches his head and arms, hits his hands together, and squeezes his eyes shut tightly!!
“How was your day, man?”
“So-so.”
“…hey. hey. guys, c’mere, hey. listen. no, listen. they are screaming our name. okay? that is rock and roll. that is what we came here for.
and besides– no real rock star ever won anything.
i am really proud of you guys. we did it– we did it.”
The beetleman and his mood ring hair
“JUDAS! you’re playing without me!?”
“it’s only just started– i only have a few minutes until patty gets home!”
[PLAYER TWO HAS ENTERED THE GAME] // ned & dewey being ass kicking titans of rock
if you’re feeling ANGRY, then put some of it into your music !!
— unrealistic and idealized images of female beauty in our own corrupt modern media discourse !
…why not.
when i climb to the top of mount rock, and i’m there staring down from the heights.
let’s waste that time together, okay?
The man gasped slightly, as he touched his arm with a frown.
“WHAT! NO! DONT LEAVE! Please.. I have some questions I wanted to ask you, Mister Beetlejuice...”
He sat down in front of him as he glanced up at the male with a sad frown.
“What happened to me when I... died?
How did I die..?”
sadpuppetshows:
Lawrence raised an eyebrow at the demon with a slight head tilt. He was slightly intimidated, but curiosity killed the cat, so he might as well play along with this little charade. He had questions, but didn’t want to be too straightforward. It was always fun to beat around the bush every once and awhile..
“The hell do you mean, ‘talk things out’? I BARELY know you? Granted, we look almost identical, but that MUST be purely coincidental.. There’s no way..
Call me crazy, but I think I’m YOU, from the PAST…”
“Excuse me what in the whole being dead thing did you just say to me?”
He could feel the confusion bubbling into annoyance, but he was remaining calm, he couldn’t blame the other him for being stressed or confused too, it was rather confusing. Mostly because he had forgotten what he was like before what he was going through, the undead life he was walking through.
“Well I do have to kinda agree with ya there, something time related weird is going on here, because if we are the same person. I don’t remember this happening, my head just hurts from thinking about it.”
He’s now running his hand through his hair as he sat, in the air like he would on the edge of a table, just floating there. This was confusing and well he didn’t know what else to say to Lawrence but he thought about what he could do, even if he felt sad to do so.
“I could just leave, might be best, as much as I like mischief, I don’t want to cause you any trouble Lawrence…”
“BEETLE— IS THAT MY SHIRT? A N D SWEATPANTS ?
Beetlejuice. How many times have I told you? If you’re gonna steal my shit, at least have the balls to tell me! We’ve been over this! SO many times, Beetle!”
He’s certainly not mad, just slightly annoyed. But lucky for him, he washed his shot and stole that!
So outfit swap for the two of them ! Nice.
Is Beetlejuice just sat on the sofa, sipping a cup of bubble tea as he’s sat lounging in sweatpants and an ACDC shirt, both of which fit him rather well and yet do not belong to him, they belong to Lawrence, so he may have borrowed them without asking, but he had no comfy clothes of his own and well he had been waiting for the other to get back and he wanted to be comfy so this was the solution he had come up with.
{ comfy beetlejuice with @sadpuppetshows }
“You made it yourself, didn’t you? C’mon bug boy, We can go together!”
Placing the mug on the table, careful as to not spill the drink, he grabbed his hand and pulled him into his arms with a wide grin, booping his nose with a chuckle.
“C’mon, grab your mug.
I’ll go and get you a refill.”
sadpuppetshows:
He groaned slightly and pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh, sitting beside the demon, resting his head on his shoulder.
“You’re a dork, you know that? A loveable demon dork. You’re not so bad, you know. You’re secretly soft…!”
He chuckled slightly and ruffled his hair with a wink.
“I’m gonna go make a frappe, I’ll be back..”
Of course the demon was pouting, but he did settle into Lawrence sat beside him, head on his shoulder as he looked over to him, keeping still as much as he could to be able to look at the other, the handsome dork.
He was confused slightly by the compliment, but he was starting to get used to them from his past self, knowing if anyone out there wasn’t going to manipulate him was himself at least he had hoped he was right in that.
He groans when the other ruffled his hair, the already organised mess of green hair, but still he is smiling when the other left, he was happy, he wasn’t sure he’d ever feel that feeling again after everything, but here in this moment, the demon did feel it’s fleeting warmth in his hear.
“Okay Terminator, would you mind making me more tea though, Pleaseeeeee?”
now Beetlejuice we talk about this with you being alive now you can’t play these kinda pranks no more
BJ doing the gay limp hand thing
Beetlejuice’s head turn thing <3
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