#only girly thing i kept is a plaid skirt with pockets.
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my sister is kinda unlucky to be honest like she transed her gender and we're about the same size so i COULDVE given her a bunch of old clothes that i didnt wear anymore, except i have worn mens clothes since i was like 10 and disposed of all feminine clothing given to me like 10 years ago. rip.
#and our other sister is MUCH smaller than both of us#like i might still have something deep in the laundry pits of my moms house#but idek anymore#only girly thing i kept is a plaid skirt with pockets.#it is not flattering on my body shape and is a little too short for my tastes but i am attached to it#one day ill find an outfit for it
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Can you do a Lydia deetz x reader where y/n is very girly, and she dares Lydia to go out all day in very girly outfits and hair and makeup. But Lydia would only do it if y/n dresses all gothic, and everyone ends up wicked confused ahah?
Lydia and Y/N were the perfect example of opposites attract. The two girls were absolutely opposites. Y/N was a social butterfly that preferred glosses and coordinating pastel outfits.
Lydia preferred one color only: black.
Had it not been for Lydia taking yearbook pictures of the schools musical which Y/N had the pleasure of costuming and doing make up for the two would have never met and gotten together.
The two sat in the library together on a rainy day. Both had forgotten their umbrellas and opted to wait until Lydia’s father would come and pick the two girls up.
“Lydia.”
“Yes?”
“Try-“
“I have no need to try on bubblegum brat lipstick.”
“Come on! You have no problem kissing me with it on.”
“That’s completely different though right?”
“Oh come on Lyds! I bet if you spent a whole day in one of my outfits you would see there’s no problem adding just a splash of color on your life.”
“Only if you wear black for a day and hell freezes over.”
“One of those can be arranged.”
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Charles thought for sure he was caught in a dream at the sight of his daughter as she came down the stairs with not a single piece of black clothing on her body.
Instead she wore a pink plaid dress with a peach sweater cardigan and a pair of bright white shoes where held in one hand and her usual black bag in the other.
And rather than her usual black lipstick she wore a clear pink gloss with a matching eyeshadow and rosy blush across her pale cheeks. her hair was curled rather than in its usual wild state and styled with hairspray that kept the curls from falling.
Even Beetlejuice’s jaw dropped to the floor, literally, and he flew forward to grasp the girls arms.
“Who said it Lyds? Was it that bit-“
“No! A little...experiment is all. Dad, Y/N needs a ride to school she said she’d be here soon if that’s ok.” As she spoke she tied the white tennis shoes ignoring the silent stares of those in the house.
“Of course...sweetie are you sure things are fine? No problems at school?”
“Everything’s fine I swear” Lydia huffed getting off the couch once the doorbell rang. When she opened it the cherry on top that this time made Beeltejuice’s eyes pop out its sockets was Y/N dressed in a black sweater, yellow plaid skirt and ripped black stockings.
Her black lips turned up at her girlfriend while she squealed begging if she could take pictures. Lydia however shook her head with her arms crossed grabbing the giddy girls hand tugging her outside to her fathers car.
“I’m not the only one seeing this right?” Beetlejuice whispered to Delia.
“Maybe it’s that new tea I had shipped” Delia whispered back looking down at her mug.
In the car Charles kept looking back at his daughter and girlfriend thinking the two girls outfits would swap.
“Thanks for the ride Mr.Deetz! My cars still getting worked on at the shop.”
“No problem Y/N you look...very lovely today. Any special occasion?”
“Nope! Just felt like changing things up.”
Charles nodded looking back to the road “it’s definitely the tea.”
Lydia let out a defeat sigh looking away from the pocket mirror down at her girlfriend.
“I guess bubblegum brat isn’t too bad.”
“See I told you!”
Lydia smirked leaning down to press a loving kiss on her girlfriends lips.
“But I still prefer it on your lips.”
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