#c:andromeda

[asherbrcwn]

closed starter - asher & andie ( @andrcmedamarshall )

Asher held out a drink to Andie when he saw her. "You look like you could use it," he said. "I hope I got you the right thing. Are you having a good time? I can't really tell or not."

[asherbrcwn]

Asher nodded, "Yeah, it's been awhile on this one. I kept meaning to stop in, but I kept getting distracted and it's one of my first ones and one of my only line work ones. I knew I should start getting better at touch ups, because I know how easy the line work can get distorted after a while."

"No that one's alright actually," Andie told him after having a look. "Come take a seat," she invited him over to the chair. "Is that the only one you need touched up today?" she asked as she put gloves on.

[gidprewett]

closed starter for @blackestrose

where: the ball

The ball was quite the crowded place and Gideon had found himself almost running into people more than once during the party. He would get so distracted by who he was speaking with or what he was trying to do that he simply would just stop paying attention.

Truly he was a menace at times and his mother would have told him he ought to be paying attention. When he walked right into someone he was quite surprised by it but truly he shouldn't have been. His hands moved to grip at their arms on instinct as he tried to keep both them and himself upright.

"I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. Are you alright?"

[lucent-luca]

who: @cfandromeda​ @luxornarrator​ when: evening. where: resort bar.

Luca didn’t drink much, but they knew Andie drank even less and maybe that would make this whole thing go down a lot easier. He’d never been one to insert himself in other’s business, and whatever weird, fucked up shit her file alluded to, Luca wanted no part in it. Still, they wouldn’t risk their own head for the sake of a girl he was friendly with. “Real shit, though?” Luca said abruptly, barely throwing the petite girl a glance. “You need to stay vigilant out here. You won’t last long just playing along and keeping your head down,” they warned ominously. Luca sighed and gestured for the bartender, their body hunched into the bar counter and away from Andie. “It’s why I wanted to take you out. We got some shit to clear up.” They tapped their fingernails across the countertop, lifting their head to offer a lackadaisical smile. “Let me get you a drink.”

[orpheusselwyn]

Essa foi uma carta que foi escrita poucas horas antes dele ia atrás da Andromeda, mas que por alguma razão ele acabou concluindo que a mesma era desnecessária. Atualmente se encontra guardada no meio do seu livro antigo de transfigurações.

De: Orpheus Para: Andromeda

“ Não sei muito bem porque, de todas as pessoas que sei que se importam com Teddy eu escolhi escrever essa carta justamente pra você. Essa é uma das coisas que andei pensando a respeito nesse intervalo de tempo, desde você sabe. Conclui que é muito menos provavel de você sair correndo atrás de mim depois de ler essa carta, ou me atacar de alguma maneira nos corredores como provavelmente a escandalosa da Dorcas teria feito. Ou qualquer outro deles na verdade, por isso aquele grupo é insuportavel daquele jeito. Mas enfim, o motivo de eu estar escrevendo essa carta não é para dizer o obvio. Ou talvez sim, não sei. Não me lembro com exatidão o que aconteceu depois do Teddy ser atingido, mas pelo que eventualmente entreouvi.. Soube que ficou bastante abalada. Quer dizer, qualquer um teria ficado. Mas ele era um dos seus amigos mais próximos, ou pelo menos por vezes sinto isso, apesar das diferenças entre os dois. Acho que entendo um pouco da sua relação com ele. E acho que me sentiria melhor se expressasse esse sentimento.. Se me desculpasse para alguém que realmente se importa com ele. Meio que estou tentando me livrar dessa culpa por ter feito o que fiz, apesar de não me lembrar de ter feito. Ja me desculpei pessoalmente com ele. Sinceramente achei ele meio ingenuo demais para aceitar um pedido de desculpas tão cedo, mas fico feliz de ver que ele não esta se transformando em uma pessoa amarga pelo que aconteceu. Era apenas isso que eu queria te dizer mesmo. Duvido muito que algum dia te entregue essa carta, mas me sinto muito melhor em te-la escrito. Por isso obrigado. ”

[jcrdangarcia]

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"The last one is the closest comparison," Andromeda replied. "I certainly would not have been rooting for them romantically if it was giving the first one," she pointed out, pulling a face at him. "Gross."

[amesbxncs-blog]

* ∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ 𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒶 ⊹

❝ don’t be mad. i know---  I shouldn’t have, but also, I wanted to. ❞   amelia stifled a yawn, filled to the brim with excuses for her exhaustion, but things like sleep were not so important as the bone she had to pick with the other teen.  ❝  I’ve noticed you are positively   glowing   these days and i need some of that energy in my life. hence, the  bribery  for you to hang out with me.   ❞   the ravenclaw admitted through a sheepish smile before gifting the girl with a box filled with treacle tart kept warm by magic.   // @andrcmcds

[pastor-silasbahar]

@andromedaxclemonte

Sometimes, God needs to reach out to those who pull away from his gentle hand. That was something Silas lived by. For humans, anyway. He had to keep up to date with the ongoings of the underworld that still lived on Earth. He knew about the humans who were enthralled with vampires and were known as ‘blood whores,’ or those who succumbed to the succubi and incubi, giving away years of their precious lives for a night of promise and pleasure. While he could not understand, it was his duty to empathize. 

So he would wait outside nightclubs, places where humans and supernaturals alike congregated, and try to reach them there. It had been successful in a few cases, a stripper seeing this as their chance to live a wholesome life. A drug dealer selling vampire blood deciding to make an honest living and to pursue a afterlife in heaven. Those were the stories Silas clung to when the clubs closed and the employees clocked out to head home. He saw a head of golden hair brush past and he reached out his hand, taking her by the arm. He was momentarily dazed by her beauty, wondering briefly if she was a human girl or a cretin of Lucifer’s. It was worth the risk if the girl still had a soul.

“Excuse me, miss, but I think you dropped this,” he said, taking her hand and sliding a miniature bible into it. A note taped to the cover, reading you don’t have to do this. Follow me to salvation.

[malefectium]

What are your favorite and least favorite things about your sisters?

❝   my sisters are--- well, narcissa cares too much and andromeda not enough. 

                                                                      their worst qualities are at times . . . their best.  ❞

[sadavery-blog]

WHO: Vincent Avery and Andromeda Tonks WHEN: Thursday, June 14th, 1979. 1:42PM.  WHERE: The Macmillian Wedding

Vincent was feeling more than just curious after his conversation with Emmeline Vance, but unfortunately, there was little that he could do about that currently. Weddings were not the best place to garner information, he gathered. But he was a patient man, he always had been, and he could wait for another day. 

For now, though, he was still trying to find Andromeda. 

He’d been here for nearly two hours, and he had still yet to see her. Had she lied to him about attending the wedding, just so he might come and make a fool out of himself? He certainly hoped not, but he wasn’t one to discount that possibility. His search soon came to an end, though, when he spotted her just across the garden. 

“There you are.” He murmured to himself as he set off in her direction. It only took him half a minute to reach her. 

“Andromeda---” He said, uncomfortably pulling at his suit jacket. “Sorry it took me so long to find you. Are you, er, enjoying the wedding?” 

@andrcmedastcnks

[theboldestblack]

WHO: Sirius Black and Andromeda Tonks WHEN: Monday, June 11th, 1979. 6:02PM. WHERE: Andromeda’s Home

“Cute little doormat you’ve got.” Sirius murmured to both himself and a metaphorical Andromeda, as he walked up the steps to his older cousin’s house. 

The work-week had just begun, though the work-day had just ended. Training to be an auror was no light joke, as Sirius could quite personally attest to. When the day had finished and he had changed back into his street-wear, he’d grabbed a quick sandwich to fill his stomach. Working that hard definitely built up an empty stomach, and Sirius Black was never the type to go without, when he could go with. 

Yesterday had been busy--- filled with small errands that he was still trying to learn how to do. Who knew that something like grocery shopping could be difficult?! He’d never needed to do it before, always having either his family elves or the school elves to take care of all of the food. He’d told James it would take two hours to finish all of his tasks, but James had buggered him into just one hour. When he had finally returned home, he discovered that his cousin had visited, and he’d just missed her. 

Which was why he found himself at her doorstep, half-eaten sandwich in hand with a large bite in his mouth. He shifted his food from his right hand to his left, and then lifted that right hand to knock hard on the door. He wondered what Andromeda wanted. She always had been his favorite cousin, but she wasn’t one to ask for help. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t curious. After a period of waiting, the door swung open, revealing the face old the older witch he had known and loved for years.

“I heard you were looking for me.” He said, talking whilst still having a bit of food in his mouth. His mother would flog him if she could see him. “Are you going to let me in? It’s rude to keep a bloke waiting when he’s got food in his hand.”

@andrcmedastcnks

[sybillseyes]

Not a Word // Andromeda & Sybill

It was late and Sybill couldn’t sleep. She laid in her bunk, petting Tigger who purred on her chest. If there was any comfort the girl felt in the moment, it was that he was happy. Not being able to sleep had nothing to do with the light snoring of the other girls in her dorm; she had gotten used to that ages ago. It was something different keeping her eyes open wide. Her mind was both blank and full at the same time. The feeling was driving her mad. It was time to get up.

She gently placed Tigger on her bed, smiling at the twitch in his paw as she did so. She slid on her polka dot flats knowing she needed an actual walk; her usual circles around the common room wouldn’t cut it. But Sybill wasn’t one to break the rules. She made a couple rounds about the common room. Nothing. That something gnawing at her brain made her feet need a destination. Against her better judgment, she sneaked to the portrait, pushed it open and crawled out.

The corridor was chilly. November had definitely reared its ugly head. Sybill wrapped her body with her arms, giving herself a giant, warm hug as she wandered. Carelessly. It’s not that she didn’t care if she was caught, she was just lost in a world of her own. 

Before she knew it, she had made her way from the Ravenclaw Tower to the Slytherin Dungeon. The goosebumps on her arms intensified. Why here? she asked herself. Immediately following that question, she bumped into something -- er, someone. After a sharp inhale, Sybill recognized who it was: Andromeda Black.

Knowing next to nothing about the girl, she began to worry about whether she would turn her in or not. She stumbled over her words. “I was just...walking...with my...feet...they brought me here, you see...”

She’d obviously lost her way completely so she smiled nervously and left it at that.

@andrxmedablxck

[asherbrcwn]

"I like it, yeah," he replied. "It definitely does have its pros and cons. I'm not a big fan of having to take photos and report on the bad things that happen. I like the puff pieces and happy pieces far more, but working with the writers helps get through the bad pieces, and my indecisiveness."

“I see, I see,” Andie nodded when he’d explained where he worked. “Do you enjoy working there? I can imagine that just like anything, it’s got its pros and its cons.”

[cygnusblackthethird]

Despair and Threats

WHO: Cygnus Black and Bellatrix Black, Andromeda Black, Narcissa Black, and Regulus Black WHEN: January 14th, 1978. 5:45PM. WHERE: Cygnus Black’s chambers

The atmosphere was somber in Cygnus Black’s chambers as he awaited the arrival of his daughters and nephew. He had gone around yesterday to personally inform Bellatrix, Andromeda, and Narcissa that their presence was required, and he had sent Regulus an owl this morning. He would be leaving tomorrow, bright and early, and there was things that he needed to run by the younger members of his family. Reminders of family, of duty. Times were changing, and the Black family had been attacked. That would not stand, and he needed to remind them of what it meant to be apart of this family.

He glanced over the table, which was set neatly five plates. He’d informed the house elves that he wanted dinner served promptly at 6:15. He had told the children to arrive at 6. There was a knock against the doors of his chambers, and Cygnus plucked his cigarette from his lips so that he might be able to greet whomever it was that had arrived. He raised an eyebrow, his lips twitching slightly at the person who stepped inside. 

“You’re early.”

@forgottenandromeda @nrcissvblvck @adbellatrix @reg-ablack

[unspeakableshadow]

@princepsxautemxstellae

No. A simple answer to his question, though perhaps unreasonable in his mind. “I apologize, are you using these seats?” He only needed two more stools to accompany the table his coworkers had possessed. Though something encompassing the roll of the woman’s eyes presented a different story. A twinge of rude behavior he never appreciated from strangers. “Waiting for someone?” 

[sirixsblcck-blog]

𝔸𝔼𝕊𝕋ℍ𝔼𝕋𝕀ℂ 𝟘𝟘𝟚:     ѕιяιυѕ & αи∂яσмє∂α

                                        are the pieces of you in the pieces of me?                               I'm just so scared you're who I'll be                                                             when I erupt just like you do                                                  they look at me like I look at you

//@blckandrmeda​