All Ya Gotta Do Is Say My Name~

“Jess, it is not that hard. Draw me chubby. I do not want to be a twink for the rest of my afterlife.”

❗ Why do you want to be alive so badly?

Harshly tugs Beetlejuice by the tie and kisses him.

“Beeeetlejuuuuuice? Where’d you run off to? I haven’t seen you in forever!” (Ghxst-type-Queen)

“’Sup, Breathers? Until my Mun gets time to play and draws me, how about this look for me?” With a snap of his fingers, Beetlejuice’s appearance changed quite a bit. 

((Hey guys. Better late than never but with some recent stress going on and I'm trying to graduate this semester, all of my roleplay blogs will be low activity until further notice. I will still have them and I will post or reblog from time to time, but I'm going to be focused on getting my ask boxes clear and being more organized. I am sorry it took me a while to say this, but I'll try my best and see what I can do.))

Beetlejuice sat in a corner, his hair a combination of blue and red. He sighed, then lifted his head with a strained smile.