#deetziisms

[ihatecoconut]

Does anyone have a clear pic of Lydia's yellow dress from Beetlejuice?

I wanna make it but I need a reference pic :(

[snake-eyes-11]

@deetziisms​ liked [x] for a starter!~

“What are you starin’ at, kid?” scoffed Oogie, folding his arms as he observed the girl. “You look like ya never seen a ghoul before.”

[cosmicfoole]

                           @deetziisms​  said:    ❝ I’m alive. ❞                       [  𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬  +  𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠  .  ]

          “are  you  okay??”  fretting,  even  if  she  just  confirmed  she’s  alive.  that  she  did  survive  the  wrath  of  romeo’s  CLUMSINESS--  he  accidentally  plowed  right  into  her  on  his  skateboard.  “i  really  am  sorry!”  baby  blues  so  apologetic,  his  voice  doesn’t  even  have  to  describe  how  guilty  he  feels.  the  blond  boy  holds  his  hands  out,  offering  to  help  her  up.

[ragegrove]

𝚠𝚎  𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕  𝚒𝚗  𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎  𝚒𝚗   OCTOBER   &  that’s  why  i  love  fall looking   at   the   stars,   admiring   from   afar.   my   girl,   my   girl, my   girl.   you   will   be   my  girl,   my    world.

*  𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒔,  𝒇𝒕.  𝒍𝒚𝒅𝒊𝒂   /   @deetziisms   ♡

[angelsided-a]

❝      i’ve    encountered    creepier   ......          ❞      this     house    is    certainly   not    missing    the    spook    factor   ,    but   it    is    quite    the   cliche   .     everything     looks    fake   ,     like     it     was    orchestrated    for    that   mortal     halloween     holiday   .   

@deetziisms​    hit     the     ♡     for   a  starter

[salemsaberhxgen-a]

@deetziisms​ asked: ‘ god, i hate morning people. ’

➢ meme: golden girls prompts ➢ status: accepting

          ❝ we must be kindred spirits, my dear, because you’ve taken the words right out of my mouth. ❞ he’d also like to mention that he’d wish there was a manhole this shrill-voiced woman could fall into, but that hardly seemed appropriate for his young company.

[clairvxyxnt]

@deetziisms | From HERE

"You’ve got a question for me.” Lorraine didn’t even look away from the chalkboard as she wiped the words Ed had so neatly printed away - it hardly took a clairvoyant to work out the girls intention.  She lingered after a class, didn’t follow the wave of others - plus she was staring.  That always meant a question.

“So,” She finished her task and claps the erasers in a cloud of white dust, before placing them aside and giving her BEST smile. “How can I help you, Lydia?”

The name falls off her tongue with a slightly pointed tone, loving the chance to show off her gift in such a little way.

[jbnder-archive]

@deetziisms .

[TEXT: BENDER]: I can’t tell if Delia fell asleep face first in the middle of wet clay but she’s listening to crazy opera music in her workroom and it’s so loud it’s driving me crazy. [TEXT: BENDER]: I’m willing to be the sneaking out kind if you help me ditch the high pitched singing and do something fun.

( sms → elvira ) –––– what do you qualify as fun  ( sms → elvira ) –––– don’t expect me to throw rocks at your window ( sms → elvira ) –––– you’re meeting me down on your lawn