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send my muse one of the following to see how they react:

[text]: What the hell are you saying? [text]: Does that mean you aren’t coming back? [text]: Oops, I brought spandex instead of leather.  [text]: Come on if you’re coming.  [text]: Are we going to do this or what? [text]: Tell me now..so how often have you had sex dreams about me? [text]: Don’t get too comfortable. [text]: S.O.S. [text]: Do you have to text me at three in the morning? [text]: Shouldn’t you be sleeping? [text]: Is that you’re way of saying you miss me? [text]: Is there something I should know? [text]: Party. My house. Tonight. Bring Alcohol. [text]: Is that suppose to be a threat? [text]: Haha, no. I’m not giving it back. [text]: Time for someone to go grocery shopping. [text]: I’m not going with you to see that. [text]: EMERGENCY: BRING ICE CREAM [text]: Send me another picture like that and see what happens. [text]: Is teasing me the only purpose of this conversation? [text]: Soo..does that mean you feel the same way? [text]: Just admit it..you missed me. [text]: I was hoping you would go with me. [text]: You’re dead meat. [text]: How do you feel about a threesome?  [text]: Maybe I just feel like spending my night with you. [text]: We are not going there.

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Favourite TV series? What was the last book you read? Did it impress you and why? Share your favourite quote.

"Blacks don't watch TV, far too muggle. The last book I read was about healing and I certainly hope it made an impression. I'm rather fond of the quote 'If you're lonely when you're alone, you are in bad company'"

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Something you find romantic?

"Listening, actually listening to what I am saying. Red wine. Knowing when I need something without me having to say it because I am too proud to actually ask for help"

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Why are you no longer together with your ex?

My father was appalled at the idea of me being happy, and seeing someone who was of a lower social tier. I was too young and weak to stand up for what I really wanted

“We were and still are better off as friends. I’m happy we tried, but I value him as a friend and wouldn’t want to jeopardize that.”

@plead-the-fifth

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☒: Rodolphus and Andromeda

Rodolphus: It’s cold, you should come keep me warm

Andromeda: was this text intended for me? did you get another concussion?

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fangirl challenge - [16/50] female characters ♡ sutton brady “I didn’t go to FIT. I’m sorry. I should have told you. I went to Penn State, and I lived at home, ‘cause it was the only thing I could afford. I have no fashion background at all. I never even worked in a mall. But I’ve devoured fashion magazines since I was a kid, and I have impeccable taste. I want this more than I’ve wanted anything in my entire life, and I would work my ass off for you.”

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100 questions

Is a kiss considered cheating?

Have you ever faked orgasm?

If you could have one superpower, what would it be?

Do you think you are going to be rich in 7-8-9 years?

Tell us some funny drunk story.

Why are you no longer together with your ex?

If you had to choose one way to die, what would it be?

What are your current goals?

Do you like someone?

Who was the last person to disappoint you?

Do you like your body?

Can you keep a diet?

If the whole world listened to you right now, what would you say?

Do you work?

If you could choose only one food to eat to the rest of your life, what would it be?

Would you get a tattoo?

Something you don’t mind spending all your money on?

Can you drive?

When was the last time someone told you you were beautiful?

What was the last thing you cried for?

Do you keep a journal?

Is life fun?

Is farting in front of people irrelevant?

What’s your dream car?

Are grades in school important?

Describe your crush.

What was the last book/movie that really impressed you?

What was your last lie?

Dumbest lie you ever told?

Is crying in front of people embarrassing?

Something you did and you are proud of?

What’s your favourite cocktail?

Something you are good at?

Do you like small kids?

How are you feeling right now?

What would you name your daughter/son?

What do you need to be happy?

Is there some you want to punch in the face right now?

What was the last gift you received?

What was the last gift you gave?

What was the last concert you went to?

Favourite place to shop at?

Who inspires you?

How old were you when you first got drunk?

How old were you when you first got high?

How old were you when you first had sex?

When was your first kiss?

Something you want to do until the end of this year?

Is there something in the past you wish you hadn’t done?

Post a selfie.

Who are you most comfortable around?

Name one thing that terrifies you.

What kind of books do you read?

What would you tell your 12 year old self?

What is your favourite flower?

Any bad habits you have?

What kind of people are you attracted to?

What was the last thing you cried for?

Is there something you don’t eat? Some food that truly disgust you?

Are you in love?

Something you find romantic?

How long was your longest relationship?

What are 3 things that irritate you about the same sex?

What are 3 things that irritate you about the opposite sex?

What are you saving money for?

How would you describe your bad side?

Are you actually a good person? Why?

What are you living for?

Have you ever done anything illegal?

Do you like your body?

Have you ever made someone feel bad about themselves intentionally?

Ever sent nudes?

Have you ever cheated on someone?

Favourite candy?

Is there a blog you visit every day, or almost every day? Tag it!

Do you play any computer games? What is your favourite game?

Favourite TV series?

Are you religious? Does God exist?

What was the last book you read? Did it impress you and why?

What do you think about vegetarianism/veganism?

How long have you been on Tumblr?

Do you like Chineese food?

McDonalds or Subway?

Vodka or whiskey?

Alcohol or drugs?

Ever been out of your province/state/country?

Meaning behind your blog name?

What are you scared of?

Last time you were insulted?

Most traumatic experience ?

Perfect date idea?

Favourite app on your phone?

What colour are the walls in your room?

Do you watch Youtube? Who is your favourite youtuber?

Share your favourite quote.

What is the meaning of life?

Do you like horror movies?

Have you ever made your mum cry? What happened?

Do you feel lucky or special in a way?

Can you keep a secret?

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Andromeda raised her eyebrows as the patient's focus seemed to wander. Perhaps it was more than just seasonal allergies that were bothering him. But she returned his polite smile as he focused again. People came to healers to fix more than just physical ailments. The hospital was a comforting place, where one was free to express or feel any sort of hidden pain, or so Andromeda thought. She did not mind when people had moments like this.

"No matter," she dismissed his apology with a warmer smile. "Yes, that is my professional opinion. A vaccination would prevent the allergies for the entire year, much more efficient than a daily or weekly potion. The muggles have been using them for ages, its high time we caught up. Of course, ours are much more effective."

Zachary’s eyes glided over his surroundings, and he shook his head in a barely visible way in hopes of banishing intruding thoughts. 

“Apologies,” He blinked, finally turning his attention to the person speaking and throwing in a polite smile to make up for being distracted. He cleared his throat, giving himself some time to remember the topic of conversation. “I see. Do you really believe this to be the best solution, then?”

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@brutexforce

Rufus’s mouth twitched, shifting from a blank expression that told absolutely nothing to the slightest of smirks as he watched the young woman. She seemed fuckin’ knockered, and as his gaze flickered to the mucked window.. it became clear that it wasn’t even dark yet. As she spoke, her dazed appearance became considerably more clear as Rufus cleared his throat, a low raspy growling sound that caught the attention of the bartender. “Her drinks on me, yeah?” He waited until the tender nodded, before turning his attention once more to the girl at his side. “Don’t think alcohol’s gonna help, if that’s what y'got in your mug.” The man commented.

Taking a long drink of his whiskey, Rufus pushed a hand through dark hair, and glanced at the exhausted young woman once more. “Y'look familiar. We met?”

Andromeda knew she likely shouldn’t be out, and should have gone straight home and to sleep, but home was cold and sometimes lonely. Her dog was enough, but sometimes it was nice to be around people who didn’t need medical attention from her. Part of her wanted to protest him buying her a drink, she was a Black she didn’t need a random to buy her a drink. But it was nice, and she was nothing if not polite. “Thank you,” She nodded, trying to seem more aware than she was. “Eh, whatever, I deserve this drink.” Andromeda shrugged, then downed the rest of her drink, flagging the bartender for a new one. Fuck it. 

“I am a healer, so I meet a lot of people.” She smiled, “Andromeda....Andromeda Black.” Her last name was said only slightly bitterly. 

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@tedtonksposts

As Ted looked on as Andy was brought back to the land of the living by his voice, he saw that she was stressed.

When the strong woman admitted that she wasn’t alright he immediately felt the urge to right what was wrong.

As she told him that she had been working up the courage to leave and laid her head in her hands he chugged down the tea and put the cup down.

“Then how about we get out of here? You’ve been working yourself to the bone the last few days, you deserve a break. Especially after the good work you did today.” He asked wanting to know what was going on inside her head and how to help her deal with it.

Ted was so kind, far kinder than Andromeda likely deserved, but she was relieved to have a friendly face nearby. He made her feel safe, gave her something steady to hold on to make it out of her spiral and out of the break room. She nodded quickly, and grabbed her bag, standing up to go to the door. 

“Sorry I am such a mess, and thank you.” She sighed, but breathed deeper once out of the crowded room. “So, is it too early for a drink?”

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Rodolphus grinned – an odd look around these parts – and shook his head wordlessly, confident that she was smart enough to know when certain questions were off limits. She was a curious young thing, he could admit that, and clever too. However, he couldn’t assume that Andromeda was merely making conversation, and not attempting to gain information that he couldn’t give her. One of the things that brought him to his position was his penchant for privacy and discretion. Even if she could keep a secret, moles among the dirty White Wyvern crowd was not unheard of.

“I wouldn’t say he misses me, exactly,” he shook his head with an amused expression. “The longer I spend away, the harder it will be for him to find me a suitable young witch. You know our lot – people start talking about the Lestrange heir and how much time he spends in Knockturn Alley and what that means. Even for a rich pureblood, it’s all diminishing returns. Druella should keep a better eye on you, lest yet another high society pureblood is lost to the dark corners of the seedy underworld.”

He was partly joking, after all a wonderfully put together witch like Andromeda Black seemed like the farthest thing from rebellious, however he did note the interested glint in her eye. There was something intrinsically attractive about illicit activities to people like them. When your life is perfect, imperfection felt like a release. Rodolphus knew his father didn’t miss him,he was frightened that this world would steal his heir away forever because its lure is almost too hard to resist.

His grin was both enticing and unnerving. This wasn’t really a place for quick grins like that, for smiles and easy laughter. Everything and everyone in this pub was entirely calculated, or completely gone. The tension in the air suited the mood Andromeda had been in for weeks, and she felt like she fit. He wouldn’t answer her question, not like she expected him to, but still, asking showed that she knew when he was being intentional mysterious. 

Andromeda laughed bitterly, feeling his struggles personally. She knew what it was like to feel the ever present pressure from her parents and society’s expectations. “I am sure there are plenty of lower families who would still love to sell you their daughters, no matter how long you mingle with the masses.” She was teasing, but there was still a haughtiness in her voice from years of being told the Blacks were at the top of the hierarchy. “I have long ago signed away my freedom, part of the deal I made so they wouldn’t raise too much of a fuss over my job, seeing as how it is not entirely a suitable job for a Black.” She rolled her eyes. 

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liability // lorde (insp.)

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@moodyauror

“Kicked with some steel toed boots,” Moody shrugged. “It happens.” They usually went down fighting if they had to go down. Although there were some that came quietly. That was always a nice change. This one, of course, had not. Moody had already seen to the minor scratches and cuts, but had hauled himself over to St. Mungo’s where beds were reserved specifically for the honourable Aurors. 

Andromeda’s eyebrows raised slightly, steel toed boots were nothing to shrug about but he seemed to act as if this was something that happened everyday. She certainly hoped not. But then since the attack on the hospital, Andromeda had felt more tense, and perhaps like she needed some steel toed boots herself. “Yes, likely they are broken, could you please take off your shirt?”

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@blackestbellatrix

“You’re not getting a purebred puppy who you can teach from the start, you’re already getting the wrong dog,” she rolled her eyes, knowing her sister perhaps didn’t share these views. But so long as her sister’s leniency to breeding only extended as far as dogs she could just about make her peace with it.

The alcohol helped, of course.

Most people might tell Andromeda that their family’s fussing over her less than suitable - in their eyes at least - career came from a place of love. Bellatrix would not coddle her such. Their parents may feel some affection for the three of them, though the most of it didn’t really come Bella’s way anymore, it wasn’t exactly the loving care that most parents seemed to shower on their children. Still, she herself saw the benefits of her sister’s profession. With such dangerous extracurricular activities it was nice to know that she could turn to Andromeda for help if she ever got particularly desperate.

“You’re a good healer, Andy… and if you give up then you’ll only prove everyone else right and I know how much you would hate that.” Bellatrix rolled her eyes,, showing a fondness and friendlier range of emotions than most people often saw from her.

“Whatever Bella, you don’t have an experience training a dog, so how would you know? It's not like they ever would have let us one growing up.” Andromeda scowled, not at her sister but at memories from a cold childhood. Narcissa and Bellatrix were the only light there, not that she’d ever wanted for anything. The Blacks had more wealth and status then they knew what to do with, but there are somethings money can’t replace. Which is likely why as a child Andromeda trailed after Bella as often as she could, looking for some bit of attention, and how she rarely let Narcissa be alone when she was younger. 

She looked down in embaressment, not very good at taking complements from her family, and quickly chugged the rest of her glass of wine. “Thanks, Bella. It makes me happy, it makes me feel like I’m doing something that matters.” Having had far too much emotion and mushy conversation for one day, Andromeda poured herself another glass of wine. “Anyway, hurry up and drink so we can go find my new child.”

Wine! (and doggos)

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@xsiriuslyblack

It was clear that his cousin didn’t expect to see him, but really with the number of times he had landed in the infirmary at school she really should have. Really, it was quite strange with his new line of work she hadn’t had to patch him up yet. He was trying to learn a few simple healing spells so he could patch up the more minor injuries he got. Spending all his time at the hospital wasn’t how he wanted to spend his time, but for the moment it was necessary for the order.

“You sent me your schedule? Why? It’s not like you ever want to be seen with the family disappointment,” he noted a smirk on his lips. There was no anger in his voice, he didn’t blame her, just amusement. “Or was that so we could set up a secret meeting after one of your shifts? You know I have all the good muggle contraband,” he chuckled. “Nothing more idiotic than usual, just my job. Injured in the line of duty, quite heroic really.” He held up his wrist for her to inspect. “This is pretty tame compared to some of my injuries.”

Andromeda supposed there was some sort of rules about conflicts of interest over treating her own family. But she supposed, if Narcissa or Bellatrix were to end up here, she would refuse to let anyone keep her from the room. So Sirius shouldn’t be any different. Andromeda could be professional, and still it was good to see him in a way that no one in her family or social class could legitiamatly get upset about. 

“I send everyone my schedule, so they know exactly when I can be reached.” It was part of her control thing, she even emailed her schedule to her parents, even though she doubted the Blacks had ever so much as looked at an email. It was mostly for Narcissa and Bellatrix. She frowned though, hating when he brought up the family disappointment and how he’d been banished. “None of that please, I will not have my sacred hospital marred by that bad memory.” Andromeda then smiled, “You are supposed to be my last patient today, so perhaps I can prescribe some rest and you can take me to some muggle pub.” She studied his wrist, noticing the swelling, but how it didn’t seem to be broken. Sprains could almost be more difficult to heal. “Work? What specifically? A fall or a spell?” There was a crash and a scream from somewhere outside the door, but Andromeda wasn’t bothered by it. 

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Of all the days she’d decided to get up and take Kiwi for a nice long walk, Andromeda really should have paid more attention to the calendar. The Harvest Festival had been an event for as long as she could remember, but she’d never really made it a point to go after she’d left school. The hills and valleys around Hogwarts were calling her that morning, somewhere she could let Kiwi off the leash and feel genuinely alive for a bit, alone in nature and at peace with the world. But once she apparated into Hogsmeade, the pup was much more interested in the noise and the smells of the festival. So Andromeda gave in, he had needed some more practice with socialization anyway, and she was off for the weekend.

Andromeda had just gotten herself a beer, if she was off she might as well enjoy it, and was looking through the wares of an artist she’d admired when she noticed Kiwi tugging at his leash. A yipping sound caused her to turn, and she realized he was very interested in a tiny dog that seemed very likely in danger of being stepped on here. The woman holding the leash seemed familiar, but it wasn’t until she spoke that Andromeda recognized her. Alessandra Rowle, a member of her class who’d been forced into an arranged marriage as well. Her heart went out to the woman, having previously judged her for going along so compliantly with her family’s wishes, Andromeda now admired her. She seemed happy, content with her life and the way it had worked out. And for all her goals and ambition and talent, Andromeda really just wanted to be happy.

“Hi!,” Andromeda offered a smile, “Yeah, Kiwi is very friendly even though he is quite misbehaved. Sit, Kiwi!” The dog did nothing, just looked up at her and wagged his tail harder. Andromeda sighed and took a sip of her beer. Perhaps she could become friends with Alessandra, who might be able to give her hints on how to survive an arranged marriage.

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Allie had not originally intended on going to the Harvest Festival but in the end, she thought it might be a nice change. She’d been busier than usual lately, with her charity work and with Thorfinn’s allegiances, so Allie was hopeful that she could have a simple day to enjoy some of the events in Britain. She’d taken Molly with her, the young puppy doing remarkably well on a leash for her age.

The brunette had just gotten a glass of mulled cider [backed with rum, she’d been told] when Molly started yipping. Looking up, Allie saw another dog looking at the puppy. The other dog was bigger, but Molly didn’t seem frightened. Perhaps she was used to the bigger dogs after being around the wolfhounds. When she glanced up, however, Allie realized just whose dog that was. Andromeda Black.

While Alessandra did not have anything against the other woman, strictly speaking, she also was quite protective of those she called friend. And after spending a day the previous week with Lucius, her hackles had begun to rise at the mere sight of the other woman. Taking a deep breath, Allie forced herself to be calm, forced herself to remember that Andromeda hadn’t chosen this either [that she knew of, anyway]. “Hello,” she said as she walked nearer, keeping a firm hold on Molly’s leash. “It seems Molly is interested in your dog.”