#astrid threads

              ⁂ It was the most natural thing for her, to run to Kenny. This was specially true when she was emotional, and prone to one of her episodes. “Vlad’s here, did you know he was coming?” Each of them had their own personal reason not to like the vampire and having him around only just reminded her of the humiliation she went through “I know it was an impossible thing, seeing that a vampire we don’t just die of old age, but I was really hoping to never see him again”

astrid had the house to herself. her housemates had gone away for the weekend. it was the house that she had shared with her ex and after their messy break up, she had, had to find someone new to move in. she had changed the locks too so when she came downstairs and she looked up at the familiar face, astrid was pretty shocked. “w - what are you doing here?” she asked him, not sure how he would have been able to get in, never mind what he was there to do. “i want you to leave.” astrid spoke, trying to get some dominance in her voice. 

                                                                     ( Starter for @xbeautifulmonsters​​ )

                  ⁂ Astrid always notice the cutest boy in the room. She didn’t care that he was tied to witch leadership, that was none of her business. All she cared about was that he was that he was easy on the eyes, so for now... For now he was exactly what the vampire was looking for “Hey, I hope you don’t mind but I bought you a drink”

                    ⁂  Astrid was having fun, once she was able to ignore a few things her smile returned to her face. She had been preoccupied entertaining herself with the party she hadn’t gotten a chance to greet her favorite person. As the opportunity presented itself, she took it “Kenny!” genuine excitement heard on her voice as she demanded her makers attention “isn’t this dress pretty” It was more of a comment on her own dress, as she showed it off with a little twirl. She was always such a girl with Kensley “Are you having fun?” Despite the interaction seeming vapid and with little meaning. Astrid was checking on him. After the entrance Vesta had made and the unsaid statement clearly laid out with that night. Astrid knew that it might demand action from Kensley, specially now that he was the leader of the vamps. 

                                   ⁂ Astrid often liked to play at being human and get the human  experience when she gets too bored of jobs. This time around she was going to NYU, as a history major. She had ‘friends’ and a life she made up for herself. When she wasn’t playing pretend, she was with Kensley, as she has always been since fifteen years old “Guess who finished her semester with a very high GPA” Astrid held up a print out of her scored for the semester “I won’t rob someone of their earned top spot for their department, I will drop out next semester before graduation”

                     ⁂   Astrid felt crazy, hearing this voice the way she did. She looked around to see if everyone else was hearing it and by the look on their faces they were. It was strange however, because she could feel how it wasn’t something her ears were picking up. It was all in her head. Just as that voice began to disappear, she felt her hunger grow and something simply switching off so much that it just felt like her natural state. Her fang came out and that part of herself she keeps locked down was in full control. It took very little before the tiny blonde was covered in the blood of her victims. When she spotted the dark girl girl, her next victim, she approached her with a smile. As if her hair was no longer messy, and her pretty blush satin dress wasn’t sticking to her skin because of how drench it was in blood “Hi, I don’t think we did get to meet at this party. So nice we get a chance to get acquainted now” Astrid has always loved to play with her food

Astrid's love-life history was filled with very mortal, human men. Her love had a survival rate of 0%, and not because of natural causes. There were some far and few in her past that caught her attention that didn't end in an ultimate death and that was who Quinlan was. But Quinlan was the bad boy that made you do bad things, and you love and hate him for it all at the same time. The one your daddy doesn't approve off, the one you can never fully shake off. That was Quinlan. "Of course you are here" Astrid said, as her path finally crossed with his. The yacht was huge, but it was bound to happen. "Don't tell me you are going for her ... she doesn't even smell like she'd taste good- I know you have better taste than that"