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greaserink · 2 years
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Halloween profile pic!!
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blorbojuice · 10 months
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rogue-of-light · 2 years
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honestly fair! i genuinely dont remember WHY i hated it so much as a kid, i just did despite it genuinely having so many bops??? the thing that got me back into musical theatre was hamilton in like.. 2015-2016? and now Cats is one of my favorite musicals so like.. my taste is very questionable in general lmaoo (j) speaking of musicals,
what do you think each of the gang's favorite ones would be (in terms of like.. broadway/off-broadway since some consider animated ones/movies to be different for whatever reason sometimes) -KPA
i was always kinda into musicals, just not really broadway until i think... dear evan hanson actually? then it turned into be more chill then heathers and for the longest time i avoided hamilton because of one Mr. Miku Binder himself
lets see though...
Kankri: The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals Damara: Beetlejuice Rufioh: Footlose Mituna: Spongebob the Musical (look, genuinely really good) Meulin: Mamma Mia! Porrim: Chicago Latula: Be More Chill Aranea: Into The Woods Horuss: Little Shop of Horrors Kruloz: Hadestown Cronus: Greaser. No doubt in my mind Meenah: i dont think meenah has a favorite one, i think she just likes songs randomly and has no idea about any plots
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That’s my take on Greaser!Beej fornow
I blame @yankyo for it because of this fic that I need more of “Sugar Sugar” Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3
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strawberrybouvine · 4 years
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Yall want some.... Uh....Greaser!Beej ???
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slut-4-beetlejuice · 4 years
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Who Hurt You?
A little Greaser Beetlejuice x Reader with soft greaserjuice vibes cause I’m a self-indulgent little fuck lmao.
Just as a heads up, this is a little more angsty than I normally go, and like, slight blood.
 Ok, here we go!
 Your ears we’re still ringing. It was a rough night. It was a rough fight. And all you wanted was to go home. You walked through the door, and almost smiled as you saw your boyfriend, his back turned to you. he heard you come in and smiled as he turned around. “hey babes! You’re h-“ He paled as he saw your state. Battered and bruised with blood still dribbling from your mouth. You tried to smile, you just couldn’t force it. “Hey Beej…”
His hair turned a fiery red as he rushed to you, holding your head in his hands. He tilted your head up so he could get a better look. Deep purpled pulsed through his red hair. It broke his heart. It made him furious. Who the fuck did this to his perfect angel? Who in the hell hurt his breather? Who did they think they fucking were?!
“who did this to you?” he said through clenched teeth, his thumb brushing the blood from your mouth. You shook your head. “it doesn’t matter Beej-“ “yes it does!” he snapped. “it matters Y/N! who hurt you?!” You shook your head slightly harder. “It doesn’t matter Beej! I don’t even know their name! I don’t-“ you broke off, biting your swollen lip and hiding your face in his striped shirt.
The fire dimmed from the demons eyes and the purple begun to over take his colorful hair. He held you tighter, grabbing his leather jacket from the couch to wrap you in it. Why wasn’t he there? He should have been there. It was his fault. “just hold me right now… please” you whispered, breaking him from his thoughts.
“Of course, Doll” he mumbled, leading you to the couch and holding you close, pulling you into his lap. He kissed the top of your head. “what happened?” you sighed. “well, one moment everything was fine. I was drinking at the bar. And then there was yelling. And shit got really real really fast and a giant bar fight broke out. Everyone was yelling and screaming and fuck…it got broken up when the cops came.”
He shook his head. You could feel his grip on you tighten. “fuck babes…I’m sorry. I should have been there.” You shook your head. “there’s no way you could have known…” you mumbled, running your hands through his now blue hair. He sighed. “I’m just glad you’re ok.” He said, moving you off him and getting the first aid kit.
He came back and started patching you up. Cleaning your busted lip and icing your black eye. He chuckled. “Its crazy babes. Only you can make a busted face look sexy” he joked. It worked, it made you laugh. “Glad you think so bug.” You cooed, brining the blush to his cheeks with the old nickname. “want some hot coco?” he asked. You nodded. “more than anything.” He nodded, kissing your forehead. He went to the kitchen, and a few minuets later came back with 2 mugs of hot coco, topped with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles. He really went all out.
He settled back down on the couch and hugged you, giving you your drink. He noticed you had already turned on the outsiders. “Fuck babes, you really wanna make me cry tonight, huh?” he teased, putting his arm around you. You shrugged and snuggled into his side. “Hey, it’s not every day I get to see your soft side. You know I’m gonna make the most of it.” You chuckled. He did too.
He was glad to see you ok, and to know you we’re going to be ok. If he ever found that bastard that did this to you, but for now, he just needed to be there for his favorite girl. “you always make me soft” he mumbled, “It’s cause I love you so much.” That did it. That brought a full smile to your face. Well, as full as you could manage in your state. “I love you too Lawrence.”
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softbeej · 5 years
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Greaser!Beej hcs?
YES (@lovebugbeej gave me this idea too msnd tysm ily🥺)
- he is SO protective of u
- like would die and kill for you
- he treats you like an absolute ANGEL and is so delicate with u
- is always holding ur hand or has his arm over ur shoulder
- calls u pet names like doll and sweets
- is Rough during sex but is also a king of after care
- i lov that he wears rings and has definitely given one to you
- he’ll just start fiddling and playing with a knife mid conversation. ppl think its bc he wants to intimidate them but its really just bc hes adhd
- will make u wear his leather jacket when it gets even a tiny bit cold out!! kinda bc he doesnt want you to get sick, but mostly bc it turns him on
- definitely fingers u with all his rings on
- into fucking in public
- definitely into knife play
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lovebugbeej · 5 years
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A) I love that you’ve opened requests again B)Can I claim the 👌🏻 emoji? C) Also some greaser!beej and gang with some kinky headcanons?
yEs you can claim it n i absolutely love this request w my entire heart
- so we’ve already established that the gang is beej’s clones w different hairstyles, piercings, etc
- you got introduced to the gang bc they walked in while you and beej were getting ....... intimate
- since then you’ve been more or less a toy to them
- they all know you belong to beej and beej only but he doesn’t mind sharing
- the gang takes turns fucking you
- or they all fuck you at the same time,, whichever works for the moment
- sometimes if they walk in on you and beej you won’t cover up n keep going just to be a tease
- they love to watch him fuck you
- almost as much as beej loves to watch them fuck you n get himself off
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My entry for the Beetlejuice the Musical Fan Art Contest!
Please don't tag as Beetleb*bes
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clairjohnson · 4 years
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Got to do some quick sketching during a long car ride and decided to share this one. I’m already a sucker for snake Beetlejuice, but throw in a leather jacket? I’m sold.
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greaserink · 3 years
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GREASIFY A MERMAID
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I, , , ,I'm sorry, boss, ,, I truly was drawing a greaser fella, , , , and then,,,,it turned into a greaser!beetlejuice merman, , ,,
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I don’t care much for Grease but I do be thinkin’ about “You’re The One That I Want” and f/os
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yankyo · 4 years
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Sugar Sugar - Part One
Reposting this because I'm told the first chapter isn't easy to find
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She was humming a soft little tune to herself as she cleaned up around her small shop, completely oblivious to the world around her - especially to the smitten demon peeping in the window. It wasn't the first time he had come around to spy on the candy shop girl, no, from the first day he had run into her, had seen her radiant smile when she laughed, the way her eyes lit up when the kids came around to talk to her, and the way her soft cheeks had flushed when she first caught him staring. 
No, this wasn't the first, and it definitely wouldn't be the last. It was strange, a demon of his caliber, of his nature to just stand idly by simply because he just didn't know what he was to say. Usually, he would just pick up whoever caught his eye - if they weren't interested then whatever, there were plenty of other ways of getting his dick wet, but... there was just something about her that made him falter. He wanted to keep seeing her smile, wanted to be the reason she laughed, wanted to see that sweet expression turn heated with lust. What would her moans sound like? Would she dig her nails into his skin? Were her lips as sweet as they looked? The lollipop she was currently sucking on was a dark green, the same color as his hair - and he was completely, utterly, stupidly jealous of the little sucker as he watched her pull it from between full lips to give it a slow lick. Fuck. The demon shifted in his spot, tugging his leather jacket lower as if that was going to hide the steadily growing bulge in his far too tight jeans. 
How many times had he skulked around her shop like some lovesick puppy only to get all excited by himself and end up having to shuffle away to try and take care of himself - as if his hand was going to be enough when all he wanted was to just bend her over that damn counter and just destroy her. Especially when he saw that little skirt of hers flutter around her appetizing thighs. And he was drooling. Yeah. Definitely drooling. Did she have to bend over like that? So that her skirt rose up just so but not enough. Fuck! Could he just bury his face in those thighs of hers and just leave his mark on that smooth skin. 
"Oh! Slick! There you are! Come in, I've got something for you!" He jolted at the sound of her voice, panic immediately rising as she waved to him. Shit. Calming thoughts. Sand worms. His mother. His bike getting a flat tire. The way her lips spread around the lollipop. How soft her short hair looked and how nice would be to find his fingers through the curls and just - this wasn't helping. He cautiously followed after her, his hands in his pockets to try and keep his erection hidden. "Ok, so it took me a few tries, but I think I've finally got it." She said as she led him to the back of the shop - and like usual, he stopped by the counter, not expecting her to send him an excited little smile as she urged him forwards. Welp. Being locked in the back room with her was a fantasy, but it definitely wasn't helping his little situation, especially when he walked past her and caught a whiff of her. Did she fucking roll in sugar every night? How could anyone smell so fucking sweet? "Tadaa!" She held up a tray of cookies with a flourish. "What do ya think?" 
Well, he thought that she was too fucking cute. And he thought that this counter was just the right height to set her on and finally get a taste of her. But, those thoughts had to be squashed back down so that he could focus on the actual topic at hand. It was an assortment of carefully decorated cookies, a sand worm, a hissing cat, little switchblades, leather jackets, him. Yeah, there was a few of him with a little smirk, a sharp fang peeking out from his lips. 
"Whoa! You made these?" He couldn't deny he was impressed, but he doubted the parents of the teeny boppers that ran around her store would be super thrilled to see their kids come back home eating cookie knives and the face of a notorious gang member. 
"Yeah! It wasn't easy, I swear the icing took forever to set but... well I just wanted to show you my appreciation." Appreciation? Apparently his confusion was clear on his face cause she quickly began to try and explain herself. "I mean, ever since you've started coming around, there's been a lot less troublemakers coming around." She had set down the try of cookies and came closer, placing one of her small hands on his arm. "I dunno, something about hearing Big Sandy and knowing that you were out there made me feel a lot safer and I just... I wanted to find some way to thank you but I didn't know what you would like." She had to stop looking up at him with those eyes of hers. Mentally cursing himself, Beetlejuice found himself stumbling back, stuttering with nervousness. Beetlejuice the ghost with the most didn't stutter dammit! But there he was,
"O-oh y-yeah?" If she noticed his nerves, she didn't notice it, no instead she just kept coming closer. 
"If there's anything I can give to you, anything you have an appetite for, I would love to give it to you." Did she mean? No! Of course not! He was just doing what he always did, turning sincere gratitude into double entendres simply because he was incapable of taking anything seriously or whatever it was that his ex had said before he had left. Why the fuck was her hand on his chest? Why did she have to smell so fucking good? Why was she looking up at him with such a sincere look while her lips did that cute pouty thing that just made him want to - the sound of a bell stopped him from making the mistake he knew he was about to make, giving the ample distraction for him to break away and practically run to the door. 
"Thanksforthecookiesseeyalaterbye!" He practically spat the words out as he beat his hasty retreat, so focused on just escaping that he didn't see the way she looked on after him, the frustration and hunger on her face before she forced herself to smile for the new customer. 
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lambychop · 4 years
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Greaser!BJ based on a conversation in a Discord that I do not belong in because I’m weird and awkward and everyone else is cooler than me
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realmonsterboyhours · 4 years
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Come get ya’lls juice! Ya’ll be thirsty for the boy, so even tho this piece is super lazy and the product of me being depressed as fuck I wanted to give greaser beej a try. Man oh man do i hate drawing motorcycles several references were used and it honestly the laziest shading ever done in my life sorry.
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something in my brain said Greaser!AU Beej 
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