Broadway Bound

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TBT: Isolated/DIY Acapella edit of Johnny singing “Epiphany” in a recording studio in 2006.  🎶

Throughout this week, we celebrate both releases of Sweeney Todd’s Soundtrack and Movie, and to celebrate today’s TBT I edited an interview of Johnny with the behind the scenes of his recording session in London, replacing the original audio of “Epiphany” for my acapella edit that I did specially to show a little bit of Johnny’s powerful voice. 🎶

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Saw this sweater on pinterest and just had to draw Beej in it!

He may look a bit wonky, but hes ready to hug and isnt that all that counts?

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[sapphicgardensinmymind]

things a bar mitzvah is NOT:

a wrestling match ❌

a funeral ❌

things a bar mitzvah IS:

a celebration where jason gets presents ✔️

a celebration where jason gets richer ✔️

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in this house we stan a soft, music loving boi

[thentherewere4]

I just wanna say like,,,cut you a piece never fails to make me s o b,,,like,,it’s just one of those songs that gets so emotional n Alex’s voice is so strong in it and just,,,,it’s a gorgeous song

Like even just the change in tone for the chorus through the song

That’s just the chorus from the beginning middle n end and even just that’s enough to make me cry,,,

Basically please go listen to this song it’s absolutely beautiful

https://youtu.be/gCHjyXt8uZ0

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Beetlejuice x Reader Chapter 2

Chapter 2 (Read Chapter 1 Here)

As soon as the words were out of Lydia’s mouth, on the table next to her appeared a very strange looking man. He was dressed in a black and white striped suit from what you could tell, and his hair seemed to be dyed a bright green color, but that was all you could tell, your heart was pounding so hard at that moment. How did that just happen?! 

“It’s showtime!” The man said, holding his arms out wide. 

If things didn’t feel weird before they certainly got weird now, the entire atmosphere of the room changed, the house going dark and a musty smell taking over the room, the light from the moon only making the strange man appear stranger. 

He shot his hand up into the air and the lights flickered again, lightning lit up the room briefly as thunder rumbled over head. You watched as the man and Lydia jumped off the table and he moved to the center of the room. You were quick to dart closer to Lydia but stopped when the striped man shot you a look, or it looked like he was looking at you. With a glance behind you, you noticed a couple standing there now, and had to mentally remind yourself ghosts apparently were here this whole time, and now for some reason you could finally see what Lydia could see all along, this was just too strange… 

“Can you all see me?” The man demanded, his voice coming out low and growly. 

Charles’ company was quick to point at him, each of them giving a shriek of their own at the appearance of the ghost. He was quick to widen his eyes in surprise, his mouth falling open in an ‘O’ shape for a split second before he brought his hands up to rub at his nipples, “I missed that sound!” He cried out, looking far too pleased with himself. 

Before you knew what was happening, the man- ghost’s eyes shot open and he was looking right at you, his gaze pinning you where you stood. 

Thankfully, Charles was the first to talk, “What the hell is that thing?!” He demanded. 

The ghost’s attention was immediately swayed over to Charles and you felt like you could move again, but Lydia was the one talking now, “You didn’t listen dad, now this is what you get!” She yelled, not even seeming bothered by the ghosts. 

“Yeah dad, this is what you get!” The ghost mocked, shooting his hand out to the side and sending a ball of flames out over the table. 

“Stop it, you’ve made your point!” The blond woman called out, running behind you down the stairs to get a better view of the other ghost, this was a lot to keep track of. 

The man’s eyes shot over to the blond woman, “Get porked, Babs!” He grinned, snapping his fingers and causing the pig that had been attacking Delia earlier to swing back up onto its legs, now somehow brandishing a knife. 

She shrieked when the pig started to chase after her, the man that had been standing next to her calling her name as he ran after her. 

No one paid attention to the pig for too long, because the ghost was calling them back to him, Lydia pulling you away from the wall as he did so, much to your horror, “And now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for!” With a wave of his arms, the entire house lit up in colors, making it resemble a circus of some sort, “Step right up and let’s play a game that I like to call run for your lives!” At his shout, two large hands came out of the sides of the walls, grabbing at anything they could reach. 

You weren’t sure if you were glad Lydia was holding onto you right now or not, because you wanted to stay with the teen to make sure she was alright, but at the same time, you wanted nothing more than to get out of this house, “Lydia, we need to get out of here!” You hissed, not wanting to catch the ghost’s attention, but he seemed pretty happy at the moment to be watching the dinner party member scramble around to avoid the large appendages. 

When the guests, including Charles and Delia started to run towards the doors, you made a split second decision and started to pull Lydia along with you, hoping to get the two of you away from that psychopath. 

But as soon as you spun away from Lydia to pull her out of the house, you found yourself coming face to face with the green haired monster. 

“Hi,” He greeted, a large grin on his face. 

Lydia’s hand slipped away from yours in the next second, and you couldn’t help but let out a shriek, stepping backwards but somehow finding yourself colliding into a wall behind you that you were sure hadn’t been there a second ago.

Now that you were up close and personal with the ghost you could see just how grimy he looked, his hair seemed to be darker at the roots, but was a vibrant green all the way throughout the rest of it, looking like a bad dye job, his beard was also filled with green patches, and overall he looked very dirty, especially his clothes, but she really didn’t have time to focus on that because the man was getting closer. 

“Let’s hear that again, babes, I could never resist a screamer,” He said, taking deliberate step toward you. 

Thankfully, Lydia dragged his attention away from you, shouting out to him as she pointed at Charles and Delia who were trying to get her to leave with them. 

The ghost took took steps towards the doors and threw his hands out towards Charles and Delia, sending them flying backwards as the front doors slammed shut, most likely locking the three of you in. 

“He’s really gone!” Lydia cried, her eyes wide as she stared up at the ghost. 

His grin never seemed to go away, “Oh yeah, it’s our house now, kid!” He exclaimed, throwing up his hands and letting out a shout as he changed the house once again, sending the house into darkness before lighting up the walls with white stripes that matched his jacket. 

“Wow!” Lydia breathed. 

“Looks like we’re not invisible anymore!” He shouted, flinging his arm around her shoulders. 

You knew you had to do something now, it couldn’t be a good thing for Lydia to be so close to this ghost, he didn’t look like he was hurting her, but he really looked unpredictable, who knew what he was going to do next. 

“Lydia?” You asked, your voice coming out a lot quieter than you hoped it would’ve. 

Both the ghost and the girl seemed to notice that you were still in the house, and before Lydia could answer you, the ghost had slid his arms back from around Lydia’s shoulder as he stared you down, an almost menacing look on his face, “This is the breather you wanted to keep around?” He asked, looking like he was scrutinizing you.

“Yeah,” Lydia agreed, coming up beside him again, “She’s the only one that’s actually listened to me around here,” She explained. 

You couldn’t help but gulp when the ghost took a couple of steps closer to you, bringing his hand up to his chin as if he really was assessing you. Once he was standing right up next to you, you really started to feel scared, he leant down, his nose brushing up against your hair as he continued his assessment of you. Looking to Lydia for help, you felt like you were frozen in place, but the black haired girl just shrugged in response to your pleading gaze. 

You were so caught up on Lydia that when the ghost slung a very heavy, very lifelike arm over your shoulders and pulled you into his side, you couldn’t help but shriek again at the contact. 

“You really know how to get a dead guy going, baby,” He teased, his fingers digging into your shoulder to keep you still against him. 

You immediately froze, still staring at Lydia to try and get the young girl to help you out right now, you really were very far out of your element at the moment and you had no clue what to do. 

The ghost didn’t seem too fond of that though, “Aw c'mon don’t be like that,” His hand came up to pull your face back towards him and you let him, scared of what might happen if you fought back, but now when you were looking at him, you realized that the hand that had just grabbed at your face had come from a third arm extending from his back. 

You screamed again, swatting the hand away, and moved to duck away from him, but his arm around your shoulders slipped lower around your waist, keeping you in place next to him, “She’s got a pair on her, Lyds,” He commented. 

“Of lungs?” Lydia asked, perking up finally. 

The ghost’s eyes trailed down until his gaze was lingering on your chest for a moment too long, “Uh, yeah,” He agreed. 

Immediately, you gaped at the ghost, feeling far too grossed out at this point, and without wasting another second you pushed yourself away from the ghost, catching yourself on Lydia’s shoulder, “Lydia,” You demanded again, trying to make yourself sound less terrified now, “What is going on?” 

“Adam and Barbara couldn’t get dad to leave, so I had to call Beetlejuice,” She explained. 

Your gaze shot back towards the man, “Beetlejuice?” You questioned, noticing how he tensed up briefly before sauntering closer to the two of you. 

“That’s the name, babes, try not to wear it out, even if you want to,” He said, winking at you. 

You wrinkled your nose up at the ghost, something about him just rubbed you the wrong way, but at least you were happy to see that he didn’t seem to hit on Lydia like that. 

“I’ll pass,” You muttered, still hoping Lydia would try to explain things a little bit more to you, “Okay, now that your dad is out of the house shouldn’t you go with? That’s what you wanted, right?” You pressed, hoping that Lydia would get the hint. 

The girl was quick to shake her head, quickly disagreeing with you, “Nah, I think I’m gonna stick around for a while, what do you think?” She asked, turning towards the ghost that was still looming much too close to the two of you for your liking. 

Happy to be brought back into the conversation, he practically bound back over to where the two of you were standing, a large grin on his face, “Just like I said Lyds, it’s our house now!” He repeated, sounding very proud of himself. 

“Yeah,” Lydia agreed, “Might as well hang around.” 

“Lydia, but- but what about… you can’t stick around here without your parents, you’re only sixteen,” You tried to reason with her, hoping that the two of you could get as far away from this ghost as possible. 

With your eyes on Lydia again, you didn’t notice that Beetlejuice had slunk a little closer to you until he was practically breathing down your neck. You jumped when you noticed him behind you, but managed to swallow yet another scream, something he was clearly trying to elicit from you. 

Your fear suddenly disappeared, your annoyance towards the ghost growing instead, and the words were out of your mouth before you could even think about stopping yourself, “Do you mind? I’m trying to talk to Lydia!” You snapped, immediately throwing a hand up over your mouth once you had finished. 

Thankfully, Beetlejuice let out a barking laugh, flashing his sharp teeth down at you, “You’ve got a mouth on ya, too, huh?” He asked, stalking closer to you. 

Before he could get any closer, Lydia was interrupting, “Hey, it’s fine, really, look if you don’t want to stick around, then go, follow dad and Delia, I don’t care, I’m not leaving,” Lydia explained to you. 

Your eyes darted back and forth between her and the ghost, as you tried to think of what to do. On one hand it would be easy to slip out the front door and never have to see the creepy ghost ever again, but if you did that you would never forgive yourself for leaving Lydia, who knows what would happen to her if you left her on her own. 

“Fine,” You decided, crossing your arms over your chest, “I’m not leaving either.” 

As soon as the words were out of your mouth, you yelped when you were pulled into a tight hug, your face falling against a broad shoulder. It didn’t take you long to realize that Beetlejuice was the one that had wrapped you up in a tight hug, your brain short-circuiting only long enough for him to squeeze you to his body for a few seconds before you pushed him away. He’d been babbling about something, and you could only make out the end of what he was saying. 

“-Two breathers and a ghost, who woulda thought!” He continued to chat, now pulling Lydia into a similar hug to the one that you had just suffered, which she also brushed off after a minute. 

Beetlejuice was quick to drag Lydia closer to where you were standing, slinging an arm around your shoulders, so he was sandwiched between you and Lydia. 

“This is gonna be great!” 

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Beetlejuice: The Musical (2019 Tony Awards)

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Beetlejuice x Reader

Hi, I really wanted to write a BJ x reader fic to introduce my blog I guess? Anyways, this is the prologue, the concept is that the reader goes through the events of the musical with Lydia and Beetlejuice. 

Prologue:

The first time you had went over to the Deetz’ house, you could tell the strange trio was wildly eccentric, each in their own way. The father, Charles, was the first one you got to meet, he was a tall man with broad shoulders and gave off a no nonsense kind of vibe, but when he opened his mouth, it was clear to you that he was a very odd man, telling you about his strange daughter and how she needed all the help she could get. Your conversation was quickly interrupted by an even more crazy woman with bright red hair done up in a bun popping out from the top of her head, and wearing a very fancy wrapped dress that showed off her every curve. Assuming the two of them were married, you quickly realized was a mistake, the two of them laughing it off before Charles explained the situation to you. 

Thankfully, soon afterwards, Charles had introduced you to his daughter, who seemed to be the most sane out of the three of them, and it wasn’t long before you and Lydia were left alone, your only instruction was to try to get Lydia to open up to you… but you were pretty sure you were a tutor, not a psychiatrist! With a sigh, you came to the decision that you were getting paid well enough to try and get along with a sixteen year old, so who were you to complain?

“I like your dress,” You offered, genuinely wanting to compliment the younger girl. 

“I’m in mourning,” Was the reply that Lydia offered. 

Immediately, you were taken aback, but your mind was able to figure things out pretty quickly, filling in the blanks that Charles had so conveniently left out, and you quickly tried to relate to the girl, genuinely feeling bad for her, “I’m sorry for your loss…” When Lydia decided not to say anything, you felt the need to continue, “When I was 12 my dad died, so if you ever want to talk about it with someone…” You trailed off to see Lydia staring at you with an almost perplexed look on her face. 

You cleared your throat, clearly this wasn’t something that she wanted to talk about that much, but you thought you would just open it up to her, because from what you could tell, Lydia didn’t get to talk about her mom as much as she might’ve liked to, “Anyways, I’m sure your dad told you I’m going to be tutoring you?” And just like that, the conversation changed, and Lydia started to actually answer you! 

After that first meeting, you and Lydia really hit it off, your preparation sessions started off as the two of you just talking, and then the second half was where you started to do some actually work. You honestly wasn’t sure why Charles even wanted Lydia to have a tutor, she seemed like a very bright girl, right now her only problem, that you were quickly made privy to, was that her dad didn’t seem to want to talk to her about her mom, which had to be hard for her. 

You could tell Lydia was feeling depressed, which was expected after her mother’s untimely passing, but while you offered Lydia all the comfort she could, she really needed to hear that from her dad, and from what you could tell, she wasn’t going to get that anytime soon. 

Lydia definitely had an overactive imagination, which you also were quickly shown, the girl loved to talk about all things macabre, and even tried to convince you on several occasions that ghost haunted this house, the ghosts of the family that had previously lived in this house, which you laughed off, definitely not believing in ghosts. It was funny though, how much Lydia tried to make you believe in the two ghosts, she’d even come up with a whole backstory for them, but you were sure she could’ve found out about the house’s old owners by some old book or something up in the attic, she had to be just messing with you! 

One night when you went over to the Deetz household, you were surprised that your whole session with Lydia was cut off by the girl complaining about her dad’s relationship with Delia (not that it was surprising to you to learn that the two of them had been hooking up, it was pretty obvious), and how she wanted to get back at him for it. You tried to talk her down from whatever she was going through, but your session got cut short when Lydia accused you of already knowing about Charles and Delia, running off shortly afterwards. 

You decided to spend a couple of days away from the house after that, but it didn’t take long for you to get a call from the Deetz household, the caller ID flashing up on your phone before you answered it. 

“Hello?” You asked, brining the phone up to your ear to answer Charles’ call. 

Instead of Charles though, you were surprised to hear Lydia on the other end, “(Y/N)! It’s Lydia, you need to come over tonight,” The girl urged. 

You had nothing going on that night, so you didn’t see a problem with visiting, “Yeah, I can come over to study?” You clarified, knowing that’s probably not what Lydia wanted to do, but you at least deserved some heads up before going over to the crazy house! 

“No, Dad’s having a dinner party tonight with his rich friends, I need you to be there,” She urged again, and you felt your heart sink. 

You didn’t really want to go over to one of Charles’ fancy dinner parties, you could only imagine what went on at those, knowing him you didn’t really care to find out what kind of company he kept, but Lydia was asking you a favor, you couldn’t just say no to her, right? 

With a sign, you started to think about your wardrobe, hoping you could at least look like you fit into the Deetz life, “Alright, I’ll be over in about thirty minutes? Should I dress up?” You asked, hoping that Lydia would give you some sort of relief. 

“Yeah, I want Dad to be perfectly at ease,” She assured, before telling you excitedly that she’d see you soon. 

You groaned when you hung up the phone, making sure to immediately start getting ready. You were lucky that you already had some makeup on, having had a job interview earlier that morning for a teaching position at the local high school, but you made sure to make yourself look a little bit more glamorous before picking out a dress. Your wardrobe wasn’t that extensive, so it didn’t take you long to decide on a black and white grid dress that flared out just above the knees and hugged your neck, deciding that would have to be fancy enough for dinner because it was all that you had, and hopefully, Lydia wasn’t expecting you to sit through the whole meal. 

After getting dressed, you hopped in your car to head over to the Deetz’ house, happy to see that there were no other cars except for Charles’ when you got there. You were earlier than you expected, so you had time to talk to Lydia, you were quickly let in by the young girl and dragged up to her room almost immediately. 

“Lydia, what’s going on?” You asked once the two of you had scaled the stairs to lock yourselves in her room. 

She was practically vibrating with excitement as she paced around her room, “We’re going to scare dad out of this house!” She began, immediately explaining her plan to you, “So the Maitlands-” She began. 

“The ghosts?” You clarified, managing to stop yourself from rolling your eyes. 

Lydia was quick to nod in agreement, “Yes, they are going to possess dad and his guest, it’s going to freak them out so badly that dad’s never going to be able to sell his stupid gated community, and we’ll be able to move back home,” She explained. 

“And why did you want me here?” You continued, not seeing the point to you having to be here. 

“You’re going to get to meet them, Adam and Barbara,” She explained, talking about the supposed couple that used to live here and now haunted this place. 

You didn’t want to laugh at the poor girl, clearly she was having some delusions from dealing with her mother’s death, so the least you could do at the moment was play along, “Alright, when is this party going to start?” You asked. 

“Soon, I need to get dressed first, gotta make sure dad thinks I’m playing the part,” Lydia grinned, kicking you out of her room for a moment so she could get changed. 

Waiting outside, you were surprised to feel a stream of cool air rush over you, causing your skin to erupt in goosebumps. Instantly, you felt like you were being watched, and you spun around to see if Charles or Delia had wandered upstairs, but they were nowhere to be seen. Before you could think too deeply about what was going on, Lydia was opening the door behind her, capturing your attention again, especially because the young girl who normally dressed in all black was wearing a bright yellow dress now, the dress looking completely out of place. 

“Is that from Delia?” You asked, not being able to stop yourself from laughing now. 

A sharp look from Lydia quickly shut you up, but thankfully, the two of you could hear a lot of commotion downstairs, and Lydia was quick to start playing the role of doting daughter. 

“Father?” She called, “Oh father dear, did I hear the dinner bell?” 

You were quick to follow after the girl, making sure that Charles could see that you were there too, but Delia was quick to give a shout of her own, “Life coaching, yes!” She cried, pumping her fist in the air, “It’s not a fad, do the research!” 

“So, sorry I’m late everyone, and I hope no one minds I invited my tutor, Y/N,” Lydia paused to give you a chance to catch up to her. 

“Your dress!” Charles gasped, clearly struck with Lydia’s change in attire. 

You stood at the bottom of the stairs as Lydia pranced around the table, getting compliments from all of the guests, circling back around until she was able to pull a chair out for you as well. 

“Well, this is gonna be such an interesting night!” Lydia was quick to say, making sure that she was still in control of the conversation. 

You took your seat at the end of the table next to Delia, watching as Lydia continued to stand at the far end, a wicked gleam in her eyes, “Uh first, wouldn’t it be wonderful if our newest family member made a toast?” She asked, picking up a glass and raising it towards Delia. 

The red head looked taken aback, but then pleased with herself as she got back to her feet, clearing her throat once a pleased grin spread across her face, “Thank you, future step-daughter,” She began, “Business friends… I have only known this amazing, amazing man, and his unique daughter for a few months. I don’t even know how many I’d have to check my pay stubs. But as my guru, Otho, always says-” There was no hesitation in the next second, but you could see a complete change in Delia as she gripped her chair with one hand and held the other up to the sky “Daaaay-o!” At her sudden outburst, she looked shocked, and with a quick glance at Lydia, you realized that the youngest girl there looked nothing less than thrilled. 

“What is going on, Delia?” Lydia pressed, still playing her part, “Are you alright?” 

Delia wasted no time before she started to laugh a little uncontrollably, “I’m so sorry, I don’t know what just happened!” She exclaimed, getting herself back on track, “I meant to say-” It happened once again, she continued with her strange little chant, and you instantly got the feeling something was wrong. 

“Delia, do you need to lie down?” Charles asked, uncomfortably fussing with his jacket. 

“No!” She protested, “I just need to- Daylight come and we won’t go home,” She continued, letting out a large gasp when she finished, “What is happening to me!?” 

Instantly, the man who you assumed the couple was trying to impress turned as if he was going to address Delia, but Charles was faster, “Maxi!” he cried, laughing along with the man once he caught his attention, “On behalf of Delia and myself, I’d just like to say- work all night on a drink of-” At Charles’ declaration, you jumped to your feet, the feeling that something bad was going to happen, swiftly moving over to Lydia’s side, who looked very pleased with herself. 

You were very thankful you did too, because in the next second, everyone sitting at the table had picked up where Charles and Delia had left off, it looked like you and Lydia were the only ones not being possessed at the moment. 

It took you less than two seconds to come up with a conclusion after watching this happen, now safely at Lydia’s side, “Ghosts?” You asked in a whisper, not being able to tear your eyes away from the strange scene in front of you. 

Lydia shot you a grin and nodded in agreement, her words getting cut off when Charles called out to her. 

“Lydia call 911! Wait- why aren’t you singing?” He demanded, now using a bowl for a drum as he marched along to the music. 

She was quick to jump up on a chair, “It’s like I told you dad, the ghosts that live here want you out!” She called, quickly looking up at the stairs at something you couldn’t see, “Barbara, the pig!” 

Your eyes quickly found the large pig in the center of the room that had been intended for dinner, but now it was on its hind legs, throwing itself on Delia as she shrieked and flailed and shouted about how she was a vegan. 

You really didn’t know if she should be laughing or crying, this was just all too surreal for you, and you tried your best to just keep track of where Lydia was throughout all of this and stick close to her side, even when she seemed to be talking to the ghosts on the stairs that you still couldn’t see. 

“Maxi! I’m so sorry!” Charles called as soon as he wasn’t singing anymore. 

Maxi was quick to shake his head, stuck in a conga line at the moment, “Chuck, you moron! We’re gonna be rich!” He called, beaming excitedly. 

“What?” Charles demanded. 

“What?!” Lydia shouted, pushing past you to get closer to her dad. 

You tried to stay put where you were, but the thought that there were two ghosts possibly standing a foot away from you now was just a little strange and you found yourself wandering back over towards the table. 

“I was never going to invest in your stupid gated community! But a genuine haunted house? It’s a gold mine!” Maxi cried out. 

“No!” Lydia was climbing on the table in a second, frustration clearly written on her face. 

“Do you hear that Delia? These ghosts are gonna make us a fortune!” Charles was clearly very excited at the prospect of getting that much richer. 

“You’re supposed to be scared!” Lydia continued to argue, looking behind her at the stairs again for a moment. 

“Lydia, come on, let’s go back to your room,” You tried to bargain, wanting to try and help calm the girl down. 

She shook her head, shooting a dark look towards you for a second, “No, there’s one thing that can still stop them! I can’t keep living like this! Beetlejuice!” She cried. 

From where you were standing next to the table, the center of it split open, creating a large rift in the center, but somehow, Lydia was still standing, but now she was looking at something next to her… was she talking to another ghost? 

You took a step back, feeling the air getting thicker around yourself, really not liking what was going on now. 

“Beetlejuice!” The girl repeated. 

And finally, just when you had your back practically pressed up against the stairs, Lydia called the strange name one more time, “Beetlejuice!” She shouted, and you felt your heart drop.

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I am in the middle of writing a Beetlejuice x reader multichapter fic that follows the musical... Should I post it??? 

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for those of you asking for the bj Barnes and Noble performance

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That’s what she said ;)

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The real reason I had to make this side blog is because I’m currently obsessed with Beetlejuice, thanks for checking in