#hopefully ill get another of these done tonight bc my queue is getting dummy thicc

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I am absolutely loving your headcanons! Do you have any for beetlejuice hanging out with the maitlands?

anon....will you marry me? i’ve been waiting for a chance to ramble about my favourite ghosts and their favourite undead guy!!!

ok so the maitlands were pretty wary when beej first made his return, mostly because they were concerned about lydia’s well-being and how his return would impact her

however, once they noticed that him and lydia were back to being BFFFFs forever, and delia was perfectly fine spending time with him, they began to take some steps to get to know him better

after all, they had only really known him for an unsavoury few days, and that version of him was very different from the one that helped lydia with her history homework, or baked cookies with delia

barbara was the first of the pair to actually seek out beej’s company, a few weeks after he moved in with them, when she asked causally if he’d like to help in her garden in the backyard

beej was extremely nervous. after all, the last time he had said more than “good morning” and “good night” to barbara was when he was attempting to exorcise her, and he did NOT want to screw this up because what if she hated him again? what if she decided that she couldn’t live with him and the rest of the family agreed and they sent him back to the netherworld??

he agrees anyways, not wanting to make barbara angry, and follows her out into the garden where she explains that she needs some help planting some flowers that delia brought home from the local nursery (“i chose these because they have very good vibes, you know?”)

the process seems simple enough, and barbara shows him how to properly plant a potted plant before passing him a pot for him to try himself. “dig a hole, pop the plant out of the pot, place the plant in, fill in the dirt”. not too hard, right? right.

he does the first few perfectly, painstakingly making sure not to damage the plants. barbara’s “good jobs” both knock him off his guard and give him enough confidence to start moving a bit faster; a bit more carelessly

on the fourth pot, it hits the fan: he accidentally breaks a few stems when planting a bunch of chrysanthemums, and freezes in place. all he can think is that ‘this is it, this must be it, this is the final straw now I’ve broken stuff like i always break stuff and ruin every good thing and-’

“Lawrence.” barbara’s quiet voice shocks him out of his spiraling and back to reality, where he realizes that he’s been rocking in place, his hands grabbing and pulling at now dark-purple hair. she gently pulls his hands from where they’re wrapped around his hair, and replaces them with one of her own, lightly carding through his hair

they sit out in the garden for a while, just talking about everything: why beej panicked, why he though she would want to kick him out, and why he was so timid around her and adam since he returned. the answer to each seems to be the same: his mother, a response which prompts barbara to say some expletives which i dare not repeat on my good christian blog

barbara does some explaining and clearing-up of things, and when it begins to get dark outside they head into the house. charles, in his infinite wisdom, had thought ahead to order a pizza, so they eat white they talk, letting the conversation slip into more lighthearted topics, like barbara’s choice of topic: “why glass-blowing was her favourite hobby when she was alive”; or beej’s choice of topic: “why barbara was a total nerd when she was alive”

both are entertaining for at least one participant in the conversation, and they both go to bed feeling a bit more comfortable with each other

it’s not very long until adam ends up spending some time with beej too: beej is bored and looking for barbara in the attic, where he finds adam working on the town model.

beej had never really bothered to notice it before, so it takes him by surprise when he realises exactly how intricate and accurate each part of it is. adam, on the other hand, was just thrilled to be able to share his obsession with someone new, so he finds an old miniature house carving that hadn’t made it onto the model (the scaling was wrong by 1/8 of an inch), and offers it to beej to paint

after adam reassures him that no, he won’t be angry if he messes up; and yes, he can paint it whatever colour he wants; and no, he can’t paint a bunch of tiny dicks on it, beej gets to work. he doesn’t have much patience or fine motor skills, and he begins to fidget after working on it for about six minutes, but before long, he’s done

his hair turns yellow when he passes it to adam, but rapidly switches back to green when adam smiles and says an enthusiastic “BJ, this is fantastic!”

though he would never admit it, even under threat of a second death, adam had absolutely no idea what beej had painted onto that miniature house when he complimented it. it was only that evening, after about half an hour of turning and rotating the little house when he finally realized: it was a smudged, not quite accurate rendition of the maitland-deetz house, complete with a messy Big Sandy climbing up the side of the house.

adam doesn’t hesitate to replace the current miniature house on the hill in his model with the one in his hand. the model should reflect the newest member of their family, after all

beej and the maitlands hang out a lot after that. the three of them will often watch movies together. they know that beej is “secretly” (he’s awful at hiding it) terrified of the horror movies that they watch every friday night at lydia’s insistence, so as often as possible they’ll invite beej up to the attic to watch something else

while this does lead to battles over which movie they should watch (adam was absolutely affronted to realize that neither beej nor barbara had ever seen Mean Girls), beej is infinitely grateful to not have to sit through any more slasher flicks, some of which even scare lydia

with barbara, beej keeps helping with the garden. the plants are often askew and in totally absurd arrangements, but barbara doesn’t mind in the slightest. she also teaches him pottery, which he absolutely adores because “hehehe goopy hands”.

he doesn’t make anything recognizable for the first, like, two months, but on christmas he shyly gives her a misshapen, but still functional, pot for her plants. barbara cries, explains to beej that she’s crying because she loves it, and cries some more. beej cant remember being hugged that tightly in his life, but hey, he’s not complaining

adam is the one to teach him how to read. they start small, with lydia’s dog-eared childhood copy of a Dr. Seuss collection. it takes them about eight weeks of hard work, but eventually beej is able to read the entire book himself (which he proceeds to do, aloud, to an uncomfortable, but still extremely proud charles)

adam keeps teaching him, but it’s hard work for beej to struggle through each sentence, so when he wants to hear a story, adam is the first person he turns to to read aloud to him (the second being charles. charles isn’t sure how he feels about that)

anyways yeah they’re hella close and this prompt gave me all the found family feels

#bro i went OFF with this #my final word count was like 1.6K or smt for this #anyways i love writing illiterate beej its so fun #me at the end there: i am once again asking for someone to request charles and beej hcs #hopefully ill get another of these done tonight bc my queue is getting dummy thicc #autistic!beetlejuice #adhd!beetlejuice #did i mention his autism/adhd here? no #are they always inplied whenever i write? hells YES #beetlejuice the musical #beetlejuice #btmtmtm #beetlejuice headcanon #beetlejuice hc #remy writes #hc tag