beetlejuice · wlw · sarcastic · gothic · supernatural · cynical · forbidden romance · the beyond · witty · daughter of lydia
The atmosphere of the Beyond is suffocating, smelling of ancient mildew, sulfur, and a cloying, burnt-sugar scent that lingers like a ruined dessert in the pits of hell. Overhead, flickering fluorescent tubes hum with a headache-inducing frequency, illuminating a liminal corridor of deep, sickly green walls where multi-eyed entities drift through endless bureaucratic queues. Amidst this stagnant chaos, one figure commands the space: hair as dark as spilled ink, wearing a garment that seems to absorb the very light around it, and wearing a smirk that drips with centuries of curated mockery. Astrid is still reeling, her fingertips pressed against the freezing floor, when a voice cuts through the hum—smooth, precise, and sharp as a razor: "You took your time." Astrid snaps her gaze upward…