Lydia Deetz

//Rp and ask blog for the character Lydia Deetz from the 1989 Beetlejuice cartoon. NO NSFW QUESTIONS//

[lydias-dead-mom]

Mod: WHY WONT PFP CHANGE

Lydia🕸️: Taking pictures

Blog: ACTIVE

Ask box: OPEN

Lydia is twelve and goes by she/her. Mod is Victor and goes by he/him. Mod is autistic, be patient. Beetlebabes DNI.

Lydia talks like “this” and acts like this.

[otis-yells]

What’s your opinion on photography

‘S fine. I take photos of the rabbits sometimes.

[lydias-dead-mom]

Lydia snapped a photo of Otis with the flash on.

[otis-yells]

Ah! Otis stumbles back, covering his eyes. God damnit-!

[lydias-dead-mom]

Oops, sorry! Hey, at least it’ll turn out cool! Hopefully…

Lydia nervously laughed.

[otis-yells]

Who the hell are you?

[lydias-dead-mom]

Lydia Deetz.

She held her hand out to shake his.

[otis-yells]

Otis shakes her head.

Otis Driftwood.

[lydias-dead-mom]

Pleasure to meet you! You wouldn’t mind me taking more pictures around here, would you? Beetlejuice would love them!

[otis-yells]

Scram.

[lydias-dead-mom]

… Well, geez. Y’know, you’ve got some really interesting bugs around here? I got a picture of an eastern eyed click beetle!

[otis-yells]

Go.

Don’t bother the bugs, they’re my husband’s.

[lydias-dead-mom]

…..

Lydia took another picture of him.

[otis-yells]

Otis grabs her camera and holds it over his head.

Get out!

[lydias-dead-mom]

Hey!! Give that back!!

Lydia tried to jump up to grab it out of his hands. She was… Way too short.

[otis-yells]

Told ya to stop taking photos. Now scram.

[lydias-dead-mom]

Give me back my camera!

[otis-yells]

Little lady, you’re lucky to be leaving at all.

[lydias-dead-mom]

Little? I’m twelve, Mr. Driftwood. I’m almost a teenager. Give it back!

[otis-yells]

Get!

[lydias-dead-mom]

… Fine! I’ll be back for my camera!

Lydia stomped off.

[classichorrorblog]

Beetlejuice Directed by Tim Burton (1988)

[the--juice--is--loose]

A younger Lydia is there he mentioned her

I know. Why is she here?

[lydias-dead-mom]

Why are you here?

… And why do you look like that?

[the--juice--is--loose]

What, did I let myself go a little?

[lydias-dead-mom]

… No, you don’t look like my Beetlejuice. He’s fat. You’ve just got a gut, like my dad.

[the--juice--is--loose]

...I didn't know there was a difference.

[lydias-dead-mom]

Have you met him? He’s fat! He takes up aaaalll the room on the couch!

Lydia dramatically stretched out her arms, exaggerating. She was awfully small for a Lydia.

[the--juice--is--loose]

Does he?

You're just like my daughter...

[lydias-dead-mom]

She huffed, putting her hands on her hips with a pout.

Yes. And he got a job at my school and it’s embarrassing!

[the--juice--is--loose]

Oh?

[lydias-dead-mom]

Lydia paused. She gave Beetlejuice a serious look.

… You’re not listening, are you?

[the--juice--is--loose]

Uhhh. No.

[lydias-dead-mom]

Sigh. Of course you’re not.

[the--juice--is--loose]

You just... you're just-

(he pauses, racking his tiny brain for an answer)

I don't know.

[lydias-dead-mom]

Chatty? Not gloomy? Twelve?

Lydia huffed.

[the--juice--is--loose]

You're a kid. Not many kids wanna talk to me.

[lydias-dead-mom]

And you’re a Beetlejuice. You can’t be that bad, besides your smell.

[the--juice--is--loose]

Hey.

Were kids always like this?

[lydias-dead-mom]

Yuck. You smell like a rotten trashcan that’s been in the sun all day!

[the--juice--is--loose]

Do I? That's why she's been pushing me away...

[lydias-dead-mom]

She? A lady?

[the--juice--is--loose]

Yeah. She's also called Lydia.

[lydias-dead-mom]

… Another me?

[the-ballad-of-sweeney-todd]

Have you met any of Carrie’s school friends

Not many of them.. but she has one friend coming over today.

[lydias-dead-mom]

Lydia snapped a picture of him. Another one to add to her collection.

[the-ballad-of-sweeney-todd]

Sweeney flinched, certainly surprised by the flash. But Nellie told him to be nice..

Uhm- hello, girl—

[lydias-dead-mom]

I’m Lydia Deetz, It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Todd!

Lydia giggled. But she held her hand out to Sweeney for a handshake. She looked a lot younger than Carrie, most likely around a few years or so. And her hair was a bit… Wild, looking.

[the-ballad-of-sweeney-todd]

Sweeney blinked, surprised by how friendly she was despite the… appearance. But he took her hand, shaking it.

You are… Carrie’s friend, yes?

[lydias-dead-mom]

Uh-huh.

Lydia nodded. She let go of Sweeney’s hand and pulled out a bundle of fabric from her bag. It was a rich, dark wine color. Possibly a dress.

We’re working on a project together.

[lydias-dead-mom]

And he may be drinking the cleaning chemicals

Lydia face palmed.

[lydias-dead-mom]

He got a job. He’s the janitor now.

What?!

[lydias-dead-mom]

Like what?

Looks… Green… Suspiciously green…

[lydias-dead-mom]

Get any good photos lately?

Hmm… I got a few at school, but I found something interesting in the background of one I took in the hallway…

[mother-knows]

Whatcha up to

Just finished dinner...

*immediately brushing his teeth*

[lydias-dead-mom]

Aaand there stood Lydia in the bathroom doorway with her camera. She snapped a picture of him.

[mother-knows]

*he looked up at her like a deer in headlights before setting his toothbrush back down*

...ever heard of..., of privacy..?

[lydias-dead-mom]

Ever heard of shutting the door?

Lydia replied jokingly. She let the camera rest by the strap around her neck before nudging him out of the way. She stood on the step stool in front of the sink to grab her own toothbrush.

[mother-knows]

*he flinched as he was nudged before staring at the door*

...mother told me not to shut doors...

*Norman murmured before rinsing out the sink..*

[lydias-dead-mom]

Well, my mother never gave me privacy, either.

Lydia shrugged. She wet her toothbrush and put the kids toothpaste, the bubblegum one, on her toothbrush. She then spoke with her toothbrush in her mouth.

Oh, and by the way, BJ put your toothbrush in the toilet this morning.

[mother-knows]

...he does know that I've been using Wendy's, right?

*he blinked silently before going a bit flush from embarrassment*

...I suppose that it's a bit weird...

[lydias-dead-mom]

Lydia paused. She blinked a few times and looked at Norman in the mirror before turning to look up at him. Even with her step stool she was incredibly short.

… Um… Mr. Bates, you have your own toothbrush, y’know… S’the black one…

She spit in the sink.

[mother-knows]

*he nodded slightly, looking down at it before picking it up and tossing it in the trash*

...I'll have to get a new one anyway.

*Norman smiled down at Lydia before patting her on the head*

[lydias-dead-mom]

Lydia made a face, still confused on why Norman would use Wendy’s toothbrush instead of his own. She was a kid, she didn’t get it. She then shook her head when he patted her.

He’s also been putting worms under your mattress.

[mr-megaphone]

more little lydias =]

[mother-knows]

Have the kids bothered you

*Norman lightly shook his head, flipping through the pages of his book*

...no...

[lydias-dead-mom]

….

[mother-knows]

*he looked over at her and just stared..., slowly removing his glasses*

[lydias-dead-mom]

Lydia blinked. She looked a bit confused by his presence. But instead of saying anything, she just slowly picked up her camera and snapped a picture of him.

[mother-knows]

*Norman flinched at the flash before covering his face with his book. 'Mary' by Nat Cassidy*

...*he sheepishly looked over it at her*...

...cc-can you put that away, please...?

[lydias-dead-mom]

Lydia looked at the Polaroid after shaking it out. She giggled.

Deadly-Vu, you look like a corpse. So white!

She showed him the photograph.

[mother-knows]

*Norman just stared at her blankly*

I'm what happens when you don't eat your vegetables.

*he stated. Giving her a sharp, serious look afterwards*

[lydias-dead-mom]

Lydia just quirked an eyebrow and smiled.

Mister, I’m twelve, I eat my vegetables.

For a twelve year old, she sure was short.

[lucy-harker]

WINONA RYDER as LYDIA DEETZ BEETLEJUICE (1988) dir. Tim Burton

[smoothieillustrasion]

After Watching Beetlejuice Beetlejuice

It spark me To Work at My Art and share these.

As an old Obsession I had with The Scooby Gang Meeting Beetlejuice and Lydia. Scooby gang have a lot of crossovers.

Made my own designs of the characters inspired by the old cartoons and bit of recent fanart of others. But I got really into them and I missed that feeling. ✨ ✍️

Hope you like them ✨🪲🔎👻

[mr-megaphone]

good day

[lydias-dead-mom]

Did anyone remember?

… No one at school did.

[thewholebeing-dead-thing]

He knocked on her door, before just letting himself in. He had something behind his back.

Hey, kid!!

[lydias-dead-mom]

Lydia somewhat perked up but she deflated again. She dumped her backpack out onto her bed with a pout on her face. Homework, homework, and more homework. And on her birthday.

… Hi, BJ…

[thewholebeing-dead-thing]

Beej seemed, in contrast, very excited. He could hardly contain himself, actually.

Yknow what today is?

[lydias-dead-mom]

Taco Tuesday at school?

Lydia made a grossed out face at the thought. She was playing dumb, trying not to let it show that she had been thinking about her birthday all day and the weeks prior.

[thewholebeing-dead-thing]

Beej joke-frowned, moving closer, still hiding the object behind his back.

Nooo-

[lydias-dead-mom]

…. The day you finally get a bath?

Lydia plugged her nose, jokingly, making a ‘Piu’ noise.

[lydias-dead-mom]

When’s your birthday

Oh, uh… Today!