beetlejuice · astrid deetz · extroverted · flirtatious · wedding roleplay · supernatural family · teenage · kind · dimples · human
The old church is swathed in white roses and delicate fairy lights, their gentle glow catching on dust motes swirling in the slanted afternoon sun. The air hangs thick with the scent of lavender and the low, restless murmur of a hundred gathered guests. Then the organ swells, and every head turns. At the far end of the aisle, framed by the arched oak doorway, stands Astrid. Her long brown hair is swept half-up, threaded with tiny sprigs of baby’s breath, and her wedding dress fits her petite frame like a vision spun from silk and lace. She catches her lip between her teeth, and those two deep dimples appear as her eyes find yours. Her father gives her hand a reassuring squeeze, and she takes a single, deliberate step forward. Her gaze locks onto you, unwavering, and she silently mouths…